Post by Frost on Mar 30, 2020 7:18:46 GMT -5
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WGWF
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL!
03/30/2020
Grand Olympic Auditorium
Los Angeles, California
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After Brawl’s new theme song “Back from the Dead” by Skillet echoes around this capacity crowd with vintage WGWF camera work showing some of the more unique crowd signs…….
“Essex: One ON One in MY BED”, “ Frost ISN’T a GOD”, “How long this Time WGWF?”, “Matt WHO?”, “GREAT 2B BACK….JACK”, “CCP WEED IS LEGIT”
“Ladies and Gentlemen….welcome BACK….to Monday Night….BRAWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL”
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Diamond: Damn that sure as hell felt good to say after over a year away.
Baxter: I couldn’t agree more, why don’t you giv’em anther?
Diamond: Alright, welcome AGAIN to Monday night Brawl where the road to WrestleWar’s Thirteen begins and where this capacity crowd will see the return of some of this sport’s BIGGEST, BADDEST and BEST names we have to offer and…..
“I am a REAL American.”
There’s a MASSIVE POP as those fame guitar crowd rip across the sound systems
Diamond: For Professor Baxter, I’m Derrick Diamond and it sound like we are KICKING things off tonight with our first match in over a year, let’s go to WGWF ring announcer Donald Master’s for our introductions……
Master’s: Ladies and Gentlemen this is YOURRRRRRRRR opening contest (POP) here on Monday Night Brawl! This is a singles match with a fifteen minute time limit, introducing first he is a WGWF Hall of Fame’er…..weighing in at 276 pounds, hailing from Vience Beach California….he is a “REALLLLLL AMERICAN”…..(pop)…..TERRRYYYYYYYY………..BORDEEENNNNNNNNNN!!!!!
"Real American" by Rick Derringer begins to play over the PA. The crowd roars as Real American comes out from the curtain dressed in yellow speedo style trunks, red knee pads, and yellow boots with a shirt that reads "REAL AMERICAN" in red and the shirt is yellow with a red bandana covering his head.
Baxter: You know I HATE to say it Derrick, but damnit all if the world doesn’t feel like it’s right where it belongs w1hen THAT man, that legend, that ICON Terry Borden walks down that WGWF isle.
The Real American comes down the ramp walking up the steel steps and to the ring apron entering the ring. As he enters, he rips off the shirt to a pop from the crowd before tossing his bandana to the crowd which continues to cheer for the hall of fame’er long after his music fades away.
Master’s: And introducing his opponent………
Master’s: Weighing in at 205 pounds, now hailing for Norwich by way of Las Vegas Nevada…..this is…..DORLINGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!
Dorling slowly appears on stage, glass of red wine in hand. As the song kicks in, red and yellow pyro shoot to the sky either side of the ramp and Dorling walks to the ring.
Diamond: Now don’t sleep on this veteran, yes folks at only 34 years of age this man. Dorling made quite the quick impact on his last stint in our industry, back after almost a year later there’s a GREAT chance this man could wrestle circles around anybody in the back and even in the ring in Terry Borden.
There’s a smattering mix of jeers & cheers for Dorling, despite being a “good guy” when you come up against the “GREATEST” guy some are just goanna boo. Not phased in the slightest as he climbs the ring steps and ducks under the top rope, raising his glass to each side of the ring before removing his waistcoat preparing to start.
*Ding…..Ding*
Borden has a look of euphoria, it’s obvious he’s savoring the moment while licking his chops. But as advertised, Dorling’s face is quite stoic, but even so, it isn’t too hard to read, either – he’s incredibly focused, knowing he’s more than an underdog here. He leans out of his corner, his hands on the ropes keeping him up, but as soon as the bell rings, DORLING BURSTS FROM HIS CORNER AND UNLEASHES AN ONSLAUGHT OF BLOWS TO BORDEN!! WOW!! Terry is caught completely off guard, having to throw his hands up over his face as Dorling delivers blow after blow and kick after kick!
Diamond “ You talk about a running start, Dorling with the early and often offensive can he keep this pace up for the entire match?”
Terry is forced right back up into his corner where things don’t get any better, even allowing Dorling to nail him with several SHOULDER THRUSTS TO THE GUT that forces him to drop his defenses even more. This leaves Terry’s face open, allowing Dorling to deliver forearm after punch right to Terry’s nose, then goes right back to the shoulder thrusts that double him over. Dorling takes that chance to SHOOT KICK BORDEN SQUARE IN THE FACE – THREE TIMES!! On the third time, Borden stumbles out of the corner, the crowd white hot for Dorling! Borden is still doubled over and he’s gripping at his jaw, but Dorling doesn’t let up, following the surprised Icon, grabbing at his head, and hitting a STIFF SHIN KICK that pops Terry up, but Dorling grabs at Terry’s head again, bends it back over, and HITS ANOTHER STIFF SHIN KICK! Borden again pops up before doubling back over, gripping at his jaw, but almost as soon as he doubles back over, he backpedals off the ropes and rolls forward…THE ROLLING KIPPOU KICK SQUARE IN THE FACE!! BORDEN IS TAKEN DOWN!!
Baxter “ DESPITE his legendary status, it seems as though the ICON’s fan base can turn over fastest than a LA hooker on the corner of the GOA.”
Terry hits the canvas and rolls to the outside, completely taken out of his game plan here. The smirk he had is long gone and now we see further evidence why. It wasn’t just his jaw he was holding at but his lip. As Terry checks his face, he looks at his thumb and sees that barely two minutes into the contest, his lip is busted! In both disgust and disbelief, Borden rolls his tongue around his mouth to taste what he’s seeing…before nodding his head in angry ‘oh I see how it is’ compliance. Terry slowly climbs up the ring apron, only to be met by Dorling, who tries an ENZEGUIRI, but Borden drops off the apron quickly and causes Dorling to whiff. The keen veteran on his feet after the move, however, seeing Terry again try to approach the ropes…AND LOW DROPKICKS HIM AWAY FROM THE RING LIP! Ray Ramsey is already at a count of four for Finlay, but he stops to ask Dorling to let Terry back in the ring. Dorling looks to do no such thing, as he backs away to rush outside for a BASEBALL SLIDE…NO…BORDEN CATCHES HIM IN THE RING SKIRT!!
Diamond “ Dorling’s caught and now this boy might be taken to school behind the woodshed via THAT man, that ICON, that REAL AMERICAN.”
A trademark Borden maneuver is his first hint of offense in this match, and he uses it to his advantage, CLUBBING HIM RELENTLESSLY IN THE BACK AND BACK OF THE HEAD!! The offensive burst seen by Dorling in the opening minutes is directly fueling this here, as now it’s Terry’s turn to remind Dorling who he is. As much flack as he’s getting from the referee, Terry doesn’t care, dragging Dorling out of the ring skirt but setting up…AND HITS A VERTICAL SUPLEX ON THE OUTSIDE PADDING! Dorling’s body pounds off the outside with a sickening ‘SPLAT, Borden now taking it to Dorling. Terry rolls back into the ring breaking the count before taking the hard-hitting cruiserweight up by the wrist…AND WHIPS HIM RIGHT INTO THE IRON POST!! Dorling’s head whips violently from against the metal, recoiling back a few steps – but right back into Terry’s grasp, who traps him in a rear waistlock and charges forward again…AND CRASHES DORLING’S FACE AGAINST THE POST YET AGAIN!! Borden is in complete control here, as he slides Dorling into the ring and throws a forearm over his face as he covers –1…2…3-NO!!
Diamond “ Certainly Dorling showing some heart and Borden showing a renewed mean streak, we all remember the time he wore black”
Baxter “Hashtag memories for all them young persons out their in TV land.”
Diamond “ The Professor with his pulse on the youth of today and Borden’s BOOT certainly stomping away on the back of Dorling in that ring here tonight”
Dorling throws a shoulder up! He might have a concussion, but he’s not done yet, with Terry having to wipe more blood away from his lips. But it doesn’t look like Borden’s done letting out his rage, as he starts LAYING BOOTS INTO DORLING’S RIBS!! Dorling is desperate to cover up, but Terry’s stomps are all over him, and by the time he has some instant to curl up, Borden has dropped to a knee and is now CLUBBING THE DOWNED DORLING!! He then abruptly takes Dorling back up, whips him into the ropes, and CLOTHESLINES HIM ON THE REBOUND!! Borden with another cover –1…2…NO!! Dorling still has lots of life! Borden takes Dorling up by the head and drags him back to a vertical base. Dorling bursts free from his grip, however, and surprises the “Real American” with a HARD FOREARM SHOT! The blow is hard enough to make Terry backpedal a few steps, but then he turns and charges right back at Dorling with ANOTHER HEAVY CLOTHESLINE!! He goes down hard as Terry lands on his knees from putting his whole body behind that blow, swirling around and covering once again –1…2…NO!!
Baxter “It’s obvious Dorling came BACK for one thing, well maybe two, maybe the chance at the MAIN EVENT at WrestleWar’s and the moment to lift high that WGWF Championship. He could be on his way with a win tonight.”
Diamond “ He HAS to get past Terry first Baxter but for the moment his desire to kick out is upsetting Terry more than ever.”
Terry lets out an aggravated growl before rolling Dorling onto his stomach and wrapping his legs up in a cross-legged position. He then sits on top and leans over a bit and starts pulling up on Dorling’s chin, turning this into a CROSS-LEGGED CHIN LOCK or perhaps even a modified Regal Stretch. Whatever you’d call it, Dorling is struggling to get out of it, his body being contorted and leaving him in a very difficult situation. Terry talks a little bit of trash, telling him to give up, but Dorling pounds his fists against the canvas and refuses. He then takes his hands and pries Terry’s hands off his face, working his way back up…and finally forces Borden off of his legs! Now back to a completely vertical base, Borden stops his rising momentum by again clubbing him in the back of the neck, then catching him in a rear waistlock. Dorling hits a standing switch and now grapples behind Borden and takes him up & over with snap modified German suplex!!!!!!! Terry uses his ring presence to roll away from the center of the ring a bit, sitting up near the ropes allowing DORLING TIME TO RUN OFF THE HOPES…AND HE NAILS HIM WITH A RUNNING BOOT THAT SENDS BORDEN THROUGH THE ROPES TO THE FLOOR!! A massive kick that topples the heavyweight before him! Dorling has to brace himself against the ropes he kicked Terry so hard, the “real American” is having to clutch his head as he tumbles along the padding. The beating shoe looks to be back on Dorling’s feet, and with an opponent outside, Dorling watches Terry as he tries to recover, rushing to the other side of the ring and measuring it up…SASUKE SPECIAL!! SASUKE SPECIAL!! THE TUMBLING NO-HAND TOPE ATTACK CONNECTS!!
Diamond “High RISK and an even HIGHER REWARD. Dorling and Borden looking to STEAL the show on the first Brawl of 2020!!!!”
Dorling is winded hear as he’s able to just barley roll Terry into the ring, before sliding under the bottom rope breaking the count. As Dorling catches his break a close up look shows Terry lip possibly got worse on that kick to the face. Dorling’s got a look of frustration now, the only notable difference on his face other than being pumped up. As Dorling takes the downed Borden and catches him in a front headlock, trying to hoist him to a vertical base. He then grabs Terry’s wrist and tries to whip him into the ropes, but the whip is reversed and on the rebound, Borden BEHEADS DORLING WITH A DISCUS CLOTHESLINE!! MERCY!! Just like that, the momentum is back with Borden, but Dorling is able to roll to his feet, but as he does and charges back at Terry, the Icon lifts up and HITS HIM WITH A HUGE BIG BOOT!!
Baxter “I wanna change my pick Derrick, I’m a REAL American all the way BROTHER.!!!!!!”
Diamond “Change your pick to Chicken Buu for all I care, BORDEN WITH THE BIG BOOT THIS ONE IS OVER!!!!!
Borden drops down for another cover –
1…
NO!!
What’s that? Dorling kicks out at one! The crowd pops for the gesture, but Terry is understandably confused. He’s so confused, he allows Dorling to quickly get back to his feet, shake his head out. He then sets himself in his ready pose and lets out an angry roar much to the crowd’s delight. Borden though isn’t intimidated, rushing back at Dorling, only to get a BACK KICK to the gut! Terry doubles over and drops to a knee quickly, but he gets back to both feet just as fast. Still having trouble standing vertically, Dorling takes the opportunity to lift a leg high…AND CRACK BORDEN IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH A FEINT ROUNDHOUSE!! Terry is reduced to a knee now, allowing Dorling to turn back and rebound off the ropes…SAMOAN DROP!! SAMOAN DROP! Terry’s power again stops Dorling’s momentum right as it starts again, another cover on the way –1…2…NO!! Dorling throws up another shoulder and in one quick motion, pulls himself up right back to his feet, his fists still clenched and his eyes still burning! Terry answer’s Dorling with a HARD FOREARM SMASH, turning Dorling away. But he turns right back towards Borden with a SHOOT KICK TO THE MIDSECTION! Terry momentarily plays to his ribs, but he’s back up and SMASHES WITH ANOTHER FOREARM! But Dorling responds with ANOTHER SHOOT KICK! The two are going at it back and forth –
YAY!!
YAY!!
YAY!!
YAY!!
YAY!!
Diamond “These fans are cheering for EVERYTHING these two are giving one anther.”
YAY!!
YAY!!
YAY!!
OOOOoooooOOOOOHHH…
Y A Y
Dorling forces Terry to another knee…rebounds…AND HITS BORDEN WITH THE DORBREAK!! The left footed-to-roundhouse SUPERKICK clocks Terry right in the back of the head, Dorling now going for his first successful fall –
1…
2…
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*DING…..DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNER…(pop)….of this match as a result of a PINFALL…….DORLLLLLLLING!!!!!!!!!!
Diamond: You talk about a barn burner of an opening contest, Dorling and Terry Borden TORE down and then rebuilt the GOA in record time with that one.
Dorling’s theme kicks up on the speakers but just before the official goes to raise his hand, a still very bruised Terry Borden interjects. Still on spaghetti legs Terry offer’s his hand to Dorling who pauses and then ACCEPTS!!!!!!!
POP
The fans cheer even louder as Terry is the one to raise Dorling’s hand in victory, holding his lower back Terry still applauds his victor this evening. Quickly Dorling departs from Borden, standing on the far left turnbuckle and raising his arms in victory, Turning his head to the side reveling that sly smile, Dorling see’s Terry trying to exit the ring which he quickly stops waving a finger in Terry’s face……
“No, not yet. Just ONE drink.”
Dorling waves over to a ringside stagehand who hands off a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses, there’s POP from this crowd.
Baxter: HAPPY HOUR…WOOOOOHOOOOOO!!!!!
Dorling begins generously pouring one for Terry & one for himself as the two “clink” glasses in the center of the ring and toast to the opening bought as once again this capacity crowd celebrates the moment as cameras return to ringside where both Diamond & Baxter are seated.
Brawl Block Party
Diamond: Well like we said earlier….WE’RE BACK and after that match here to stay, of course this marks the FIRST Brawl on the roads to the WrestleWar’s Thirteen and it takes place in the home of the WGWF the Grand Olympic Auditorium.
Baxter: And since the announcement of this monumental return to the GOA on March 20th, ONLY ten days ago we were SOLD OUT in a matter of minutes so, that said we want to take you outside the GOA where a WGWF Monday Night Brawl BLOCK PARTY is going on with our very own backstage reporter Denise Essex!!!!
Cameras fade out from the inside of the sold-out GOA and head out tonto the street, which has been turned into the largest block party in recent memory. From balloon arches, banners, multiple viewing platforms, bbq’s and of course the WGWF universe in full effect. Cameras are able to find Denise Essex in this sea of humanity closest to the loading bay door’s of the GOA.
Essex’s: Hi Derrick, Baxter well as you can ALL see the WGWF universe has come out in force to be apart of the first stop on the road to WrestleWar’s. In fact the street is so packed we could only get out of the back door here in LA and give you a fe wide shots of everybody enjoying themselves and look….hey look over there……….
Cameras catch the glimpse of WGWF star John Tolly existing out of a car in the load bay, a smile on his face along with his gym bag over his shoulder. Tolly dressed in a simple jack/jean combo is spotted by this crowd who begin a surprising chant of his name. He can’t help but be attracted to the sudden interest as he walks over to a part of the large crowd gathered around one of the viewing stages, Denise is there to meet him.
Diamond “John Tolly, a man who only had a short run in the fed the last time, seemed to have turned enough heads to get a second chance at greatness under our banner and this crowd certainly seems to remember.”
Baxter “ We’re sure it’s the same guy? I mean he’s all smiles and the last time well, those smiles we’re certainly VILE.”
Essex: John, hey John, excuse me….John Tolly could we get a word?
John taking a few “selfies” turns to Denise
Tolly: Sure what can I……
Essex:WATCH OUT!!!!!!
From the outdoor crowd Tolly is BLINDSIDES VIA A LEAD PIPE!!!!!!!!!
Diamond “What in the HELL?”
It’s a panic as a portion of this crowd runs in every direction, the camera is shaky, but it does catch a man dressed in black wearing a skull bandanna jumping the outdoor rail and holding the lead pipe. The masked man drops the object as he jumps all over the body of Tolly. Closed fists, kicks and elbow drops are reigned down mostly on the concrete at this point, but they do hit their mark. His brown hair a mess this masked man finally drops the bandana to reveal his identity………
Baxter “It’s the X-EFFECT…..BRIAN CADY!!!!!!”
Cady lands a few cheap kicks to Tolly’s midsection before grabbing a handful of the grey/blond locks dragging John over to the corner of the loading bay where he’s thrown into the side of a dumpster. His skull bouncing off it’s steel sides. Cady can’t help but let loose a chuckle before unload a boot to Tolly’s face off screen.
“Come on JOHNNNNNNNN, huh look at you. PATHETIC really John, you’re here LESS than one day and you’ve got them cheering YOU……YOU OVER ME……AGAIN!!!!!!”
Diamond “What is Brian refereeing to……and….OH GOOD GOD NO!!!!!!”
Cady hoisting the lifeless body of Tolly up onto his shoulder high and almost a modified version of a “Razor’s Edge” sends Tolly FACE FIRST THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD OF HIS RENTAL CAR!!!!!!!!!
Baxter “Talk about SHATTERED dreams, Derrick.”
Tolly’s left leg convulsions, the only movement in this hideous and vicious attack we finally see an army of WGWF backstage officials, referee’s and even arena security looking to limit the remaining collateral damage this has caused.
Diamond “Well finally somebody got off their ass AFTER the damage was already done. There’s MORE to this attack, I can feel it in my bones.”
Baxter “Which is MORE feeling than John might have. Let’s take a break and maybe we’ll find out”
***Commercial Break***
Cameras return after the break getting anther glimpse of this jubilant crowd before fading into the ring where the “King of eXtreme” Johnny O’Bom is warming up awaiting his opponent for the evening.
Diamond: We’re back folks after that disturbing backstage assault perpetrated by a returning Brian Cady on John Tolly. We’ve been able to confirm that Cady like the scolded dog he is an from the scene while Tolly was said to be aware of his surroundings as he’s been sent out to a local medical facility for observation and we’ll bring you any news as it comes…..
Baxter: Hold that though Derrick, YOUR’S and MINE, the QUEEN HAS ARRIVED!!!!!!!
Through the creeping fog on stage, Alyce Starchylde makes her re-emergence on Brawl, along with that distinct & disturbing distain she carries towards the WGWF universe as well. Microphone in hand and with hate in her heart Alyce slowly brings the mic up to her ruby red lips……..
Starchylde: Awwwww, BOOOHOOO…….that poor old man got assaulted by anther poor LESS old and WAY LESS talented other man…..booohoooo…..(heat)…….shut up…..(heat)……I didn’t come back here to please any of your miscreants…….
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Starchylde: What did I stump you? Huh? Did the QUEEN just utter syllables that FAILED to pierce though your THICK SKULLS!!!!!!
HEAT
Starchylde: Good than you all have the slightest understanding about how I’ve felt ever since coming into the WGWF, constantly confused and condemned to this mediocrity existence. If I’m being honest it’s that WGWF that I stand in now is the one that’s through the looking glass of bat shit insanity!!!!!! But….but all of that’s about to change with the RETURN of the QUEEN….(heat)…..see I want this Matt Hopkins, this General Manager, this Board of Directors, those Powers that Be or whatever homeless mental patient who’s running this place….(heat)….I want them to watch what I do to that piece of shit left by the white rabbit in the center of the ring. I want you to take note and get those nameplates ready because when the moment arrives, YOU ARE ALL LOOKING AT THE NEXT WGWF WORLD CHAMPION!!!!!!
Baxter: She certainly doesn’t LACK the confidence.
Diamond: Yes and she certainly LACKS any reason or common sense most of the time, Alyce Starchylde is certainly back on the hunt for the gold that has alluded her since her debut back in 2017. Let’s send things over to Donald Master’s for wrestler’s introductions here……..
Donald Master’s: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL…..(pop)….with a fifteen minute time limit, first already in the weighing in at 240 pounds, this is the “KING OF EXTREME”…..JOHHNNNNNY……O’BOMMMMMMMM!!!!!
The smattering of cheer’s are peppered throughout the arena as Johnny raises his arm in the air.
Donald Master’s: And his opponent, she hails from Hollywood California….(heat)…..this is ALYCE STARCHYLDE!!!!!!!
There’s an undercurrent of cheers drowned out by mainly jeers at this point with Starchylde sliding into the ring and flipping off any fan resentment with a “talk to the hand” jester as the opening bell is rung.
*Ding……Ding*
Alyce doesn’t want to waste any time here, immediately jumping on Johnny and wildly clubbing on the cruiserweight, Alyce gets from off her knees and starts stomping on Johnny’s neck area, forcing him to roll onto his back before taking his surgically repaired knee and puts it on the middle rope. Alyce then backs up a few steps and launches herself over the fallen O’Bom…and throws her entire body onto the leveraged injured knee!!
Baxter “ I guess Alyce isn’t getting paid by the hour here.”
Diamond “ She co-main evented the LAST WrestleWar’s so there’s a reason why, this destructive and devious jezebel showing no mercy early on here.”
Alyce sickly smiles as she gets from off the middle rope before turning towards the downed O’Bom with a cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Johnny won’t go down so early! Starchylde then rabidly pulls O’Bom to his feet only to whip him violently into a corner, where she follows him and bashes him with a full-speed elbow that Johnny groggily drifts out of the corner from right back into Starchylde clutches with a high-angle backdrop. Alyce tries for another cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Starchylde doesn’t have time to be disappointed as she brings O’Bom back to his feet yet again and puts him in a front headlock, but before she can execute anything, Johnny starts bashing at her ribs. Alyce is forced to let go, as this gives Johnny a moment to run towards the ropes & rebounding off and hitting Starchylde with a spinning headscissors that send Starchylde …right onto the middle rope! Johnny looks to dial it up early…619…NO!! Starchylde dodges the move entirely, sending Johnny all the way around and standing on the apron. Alyce then sees an opportunity…leaps…SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB TO THE OUTSIDE!!! WOW!!
Baxter “ It’s the heir apparent that Starchylde is certainly taking out all the RAGE and RUTHLESSNESS she has had building up since loosing the chance at becoming champion and poor old Johnny O’Bom is the lamb off to the slaughter of the Queen of BLACK Hearts.”
O’Bom takes a flat bump to the outside, the crowd roaring for that move. Alyce herself has to lean against the ring skirt to take in what she just did, very marginal ‘HOLY SHIT’ chants going on in small numbers. But Starchylde isn’t done picking Johnny apart, and quickly takes him and throws him into the steel ring steps, knee first! O’Bom goes flipping over the steps, letting out cries of agony in his knee. She grabs Johnny and forces her knee into his gut before Irish whipping him, but Johnny ducks under a clothesline attempt, and slingshots off the second rope…launching himself with a springboard crossbody!! He flattens Starchylde underneath himself for a cover – 1…2…3-NO!! It goes on!! Johnny tries to bring Alyce to her feet, but Starchylde pushes him away, we can see the impact flares up Johnny’s well-documented knee issues. He takes a moment to tend to it while Alyce very wearily gets to her feet. Johnny looking to go “all in” here…..springboards off the top rope…UNICORN STAMPPED !!!......CODEBREAKER….THE CODE CREAKER!!!!! Alyce’s Unicorn Stampede….the Code Breaker in mid-air to from Starchylde to O’Bom!!
Diamond “It’s OVER, that Codebreaker of Alyce’s has put better men and women away and here’s the cover…..ONE……TWO….THREE!!!!!”
*DING….DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNER of the match…..ALYCE STARCHYLDE!!!!!!!
HEAT
Diamond: And Johnny is no different, Alyce is certainly a contender and perhaps the favorite to fill the currently vacated WGWF Champion…..now….why would she do that?
The HEAT continues as Alyce stands to her feet, turning around and does a “wipe the feet” on the welcome matt motion implying that Johnny is said welcome matt. That vile smile grows as Alyce, enjoying her victory walks up halfway up the ramp and almost like a stage performer takes an exaggerated bow. Before turning around and
B L A C K O U T
Diamond: What on earth?
Baxter: One day, less than one day and WGWF forgot to pay the electricity bill.
Diamond: OH MY!!!!!!!
There’s a MASSIVE POP via the WGWF Universe and a massive scowl on the face of Starchylde who looks up on the titantron where the WGWF Hall of Fame’er TRISTAN SLATER is live to the entire world on Monday night Brawl.
Slater: Did you think that the GLORIOUS one would MISS this chance to return to the WGWF?
MEGA POP
Slater: I’ll keep this short and sweet…….(Slater reaches down and pulls up one of his WGWF Championships)……I’m tried of looking at this replica, I’m coming back to the WGWF to reclaim MY GOLD….Gold a certain Queen has and will NEVER HOLD….(pop)…… as long as the Glorious one is here. Congrats on the win Alyce, I’ll make sure to kick your ass even faster the next time we met, princess.
Slater’s video ends with a wink to Alyce, as Starchylde is left screaming in frustration on the entrance way
Baxter: What a poor WINNER, Derrick we know Tristan beat Alyce why rub it in?
Diamond: To quote a more successful man, because Baxter it’s GLORIOUS to do so.
***Commercial Break***
Diamond: Thank you for joining us back here on the FIRST Monday night Brawl on the road to WrestleWar’s from the SOLD OUT GOA here in down town Los Angeles. In fact, this Brawl is SO HUGE it’s spilled out onto the streets as Brawl is having a block party and just moments ago fans both inside and outside witnessed a GLORIOUS return of sorts…….
We get a side by side video screen of both inside & outside the GOA where just moments ago Alyce Starchylde and the rest of the WGWF universe saw the return of the “Glorious” Tristian Slater
Slater: I’ll keep this short and sweet…….(Slater reaches down and pulls up one of his WGWF Championships)……I’m tried of looking at this replica, I’m coming back to the WGWF to reclaim MY GOLD….Gold a certain Queen has and will NEVER HOLD….(pop)…… as long as the Glorious one is here. Congrats on the win Alyce, I’ll make sure to kick your ass even faster the next time we met, princess.
Slater’s video ends with a wink to Alyce, as Starchylde is left screaming in frustration on the entrance way
The screen then changes backstage where the words during the break are shown with a very angry & upset Alyce walking backstage, pushing & shoving anybody in her way as Essex’s looks for a comment.
Essex: Alyce…. Alyce….hey Alyce could we get a comment regarding Tristan's return and…….
Alyce makes a beeline towards Denise showing the WGWF reporter to the ground along with the camera man, screaming as he bumps into a man she can’t push over she kicks him in the legs shouting
Starchylde: PISS ANT PESANTS, MOVE FOR YOUR QUEEN. UGH!!!!!!!!!! I’M MORE THAN GLORIOUS
With Alyce walking off into the distance the man she couldn’t push over to revile himself to be WGWF Hall of Fame’er……JOHN GAMBINO!!!!!!!!!
MEGA POP
Gambino: Peasant, it’s not like I’m Nick Ryan, besides I thought I was at least a prince.
John reaches down and helps up the camera man before extending his hand and gently stands Denise back up to her feet.
Baxter: WOW…..John GAMBINO…..BACK in the WGWF. I’m not believing this night so far.
Diamond: You better believe that ANYONE or ANYTHING can happen on the road to WrestleWar’s and speaking about not just anyone, but the CURRENT spokesperson of WGWF management and the man helming the return of this great federation. Matt Hopkins is standing in the middle of HIS ring with a major announcement…….
A Return to Religion?
With Hopkins standing in the center of the ring and ready to bring the microphone back up to his lips a spontaneous & yet well-earned chant begins echoing around the GOA.
“Welcome Back” *clap clap clap*”Welcome Back” *clap clap clap* “Welcome Back”
“Thank You MATT” *clap clap clap* “THANK YOU MATT” *clap clap clap* “THANK YOU MATT”
“Welcome Back” *clap clap clap*”Welcome Back” *clap clap clap* “Welcome Back”
“Thank You MATT” *clap clap clap* “THANK YOU MATT” *clap clap clap* “THANK YOU MATT”
Hopkins: Alright….alright…alright from the bottom of MY heart this means more than any of you could ever understand. To stand BACK in this ring, in THIS building and in front of ALL OF YOU…….hell it’s I you should be THANKING EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU!!!!!!
MASSIVE POP
Hopkins: I know for a FACT that each and every member of that WGWF roster in the back would personally like to extend the deepest and greatest THANK YOU to each and every member of the WGWF universe sitting in these stands, watching out on that street and everywhere else around the globe. Because SPOILER without ANY of you here tonight, we would just be doing a show in an empty arena and how DUMB would that be?
POP
Hopkins: With THAT out of the way, I wanted to come out here earlier in the show and it hit me. I shouldn’t, because NOBODY ever came to see Matt Hopkins….unless I was wrestling in this very ring….no….nobody wanted to see Matt Hopkins in a suit stand in the middle of this ring and talk and talk and then talk some more basically SUCKING the very life out of each and every one of you. You ALL came to see some WRESTLING….(pop)….and DAMMIT that’s what should and WILL ALWAYS kick off these shows….WRESTLING….(pop)….Dorling and Terry FREAK-EN Borden set fire to this place….didn’t’ they?
MEGA POP
Hopkins: So I want to keep the action going, I want to continue to watch OUR universe cheer and jeer the hero’s and villain’s that populate this ring and wrestle as only the WGWF stars know how…..as the BEST IN THE WORLD!!! (cheap POP). So I stand here tonight to announce that at WrestleWar’s Thirteen from the worlds SECOND most famous arena…..Madison Square Garden in New York City the WGWF will see…..Andy Johnson?
Diamond “What?”
Baxter “That was a LAME announcement, Matt”
Hopkins: No that wasn’t my announcement but that sure as hell is Andy John sitting here live and in person here at Monday Night Brawl, now there is a SUPERSTAR that certainly deserves a THANK YOU epically after the LAST WrestleWar’s when that young man, beat the hell out of WGWF Hall of Fame’er Chris Page….(MIXED POP) and EARNED a victory on the GRANDEST stage. Andy….Andy…..stand up and take a bow….WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
It's obvious the “Every man” Andy Johnson wasn’t expecting to be seen and stand up very modestly raising his arm in the air and taking a bow as the GOA responds in kind.
“Thank You Andy” *clap clap clap* “Thank You Andy”
“ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH”
“Thank You Andy” *clap clap clap* “Thank You Andy”
“ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH”
“ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH”
“ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH”
Baxter” Somehow I’m NOT totally against that idea”
Diamond “NOBODY in their right mind would be, Andy Johnson PAGE is a giant killer and a giant killer could easily become a GIANT in the WGWF World Championship picture. “
Hopkins: Alright, alright I think WE ALL get the message and while Andy hasn’t signed a contract…(heat)….JUST YET….(mild pop)…..Andy the door is ALWAYS open.
Cameras catch Andy mouthing “Thank You”
Hopkins: And now the announcement about the WGWF Championship…(pop)….and the MAIN EVENT….at WrestleWar’s which will be…….
“THIS IS GOD’S HOUSE”
Diamond “Oh NO!”
Baxter “The word you’re looking for is HALLELUJIAH!”
The lights dim to a near black out and this crowd raises it’s distain in one MASSIVE HEAT WAVE as the teal lights blink as smoke fills the stage from above & below billowing as below the stage rise out both Kenneth Ridge & Ryan Dusk each dressed back in their signature long flowing black trench coasts as from the side of the stage out crawls ever so suggestively Velvet draped by her jet black hair and adorned in leather & lace. With that a BLINDING white light baths the entrance way and then standing in it’ silhouette is none other than the “Man dressed in white” ….
G O D
PAUL FROST
Slowly and without even hearing this fans chant for his head on a pike, the WGWF Hall of Fame’er leads his “Extinction” members down towards ringside, once there Velvet demands a microphone from a stage hand as Ridge & Dusk each pull open the middle rope as Frost with Velvet in hand walk up the steel steps as each step though the middle rope and stand just mere feet away from Hopkins in the ring. Frost wearing his signature three-piece white suit along with black & silver cane very much hands it off to Velvet with a kiss on the hand before taking the microphone up to his lips……
Frost (not even looking at Hopkins instead he keeps his eyes focused on his followers):….ten days……ten days……ten days….and already you’ve SINNED….(heat)….against me……NOT these people…..no….see I gave up saving SINNERS…(more heat)….along time ago……what I offer those TRULY worthy of MY….the LORDS time….the chance at redemption……salvation but most of all I offer PARADISE for the simplest of acts of devotion….ALL I have EVER asked is for those few, to put their TRUST in GOD….(heat)….to have FAITH in FROST!!!!!
MEGA HEAT
Diamond “ I did NOT miss this.”
Frost: And YOU…..(Paul raises his head and points directly towards Matt Hopkins)……you’ve done that on multiple occasions….YOU……NOT Adam Barker…(mixed POP)….you put your FAITH in FROST back in 2007 in this very arena when you welcomed me into the WGWF…….back in 2008 when you put your FAITH in FROST when it came to the WGWF World’s Championship…….and just ten days ago…..you again put YOUR FAITH IN FROST…….when you prayed to G…..O…..D…..
HEAT
Frost: Your and ALL OF THESE PEOPLE….(heat) in that audience…in those streets, ALL THEM BOYS & GALS IN THE BACK and the MILLIONS WATCHING AT HOME…..they ALL had their prayer’s answered when YOU put your FAITH IN FROST and took MY money NOT to resurrect that worn down, disgusting whore of the old WGWF….(heat)….instead you took MY money and promised to BIRTH a new WGWF……..MY……..WGWF!!!!!!
MEGA HEAT
Frost: But yet here we are Matt and in JUST TEN DAYS…..you’ve forgotten your place in MY Eden, in MY company….(heat)……now don’t get it twisted….I’m not looking to be the “man” around here….I’m already G……O…..D!!!!!
HEAT
Frost: What I’m looking for here Matt and from ANYONE ELSE within the sound of MY voice……a thank you.
Baxter “Huh?”
Diamond “He wants a thank you? You know I don’t know if it’s because I smoked something funny, but a thank you after all the money he reportedly gave over. It’s not much of a stretch.”
Hopkins: Thank you? That’s all you want.
Velvet gently pulls the microphone over to her lips
Velvet: If GOD…(heat)…asks for a thank you than you give him a THANK YOU!
Frost (Frost gently takes back the microphone and gently carcasses the side of Velvet’s cheek): Hush child, thank you for your faith. Now Matt do as your GOD ask’s and THANK ME.
Hopkins: Sure, Paul Frost on behalf of everybody in the WGWF. For your sole contributions in helping to rebirth a NEW World Global Wrestling Federation…..THANK YOU!!!!!!
Frost (That vile smile of Frost creeps across his face.): Very good Matt, MY faith in a servant such as yourself has never wavered……. NOW…..the second part.
Hopkins: The second part?
Frost: Yes, as the FAITHFUL servant you have always proven to be, as a GIFT to your one and only LORD & SAVIOR……(heat)….you will get on bended knee and…..
AWARD ME THE WGWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!!
MASSIVE HEAT
Diamond “And here comes that greedy son of a bitch.”
Hopkins: That was NEVER part of the deal Paul, you and everybody else EARN their championship matches here.
Frost: Hopkins (Frost lets loose a chuckle), you may have made a deal with G…..O…..D…..(heat)…. but YOU shook the DEVILS hand and the devil always has a price. Now you can either pay MY price in gold or I can extract it in PAIN!
With that Frost merely nods towards Hopkins as both Ridge & Dusk as they look to advance on Matt Hopkins…
UNTIL ANDY JOHNSON SLIDES INTO THE RING AND STANDS IN FRONT OF HOPKINS!!!!!!
Baxter “ This is getting GOOD…..OHHHHH YESSSSSSS”
Frost stops Ridge & Dusk advancement as that sly smile creeps back into frame.
Frost: Now what’s this? Huh? Answer me Andy, what I am looking at here? Because just moments ago these SINNERS (heat) were calling for your return. So I’m I standing in the ring with the WRESTLER Andy Johnson Page…..(pop)…..or I’m I looking at a FORMER wrestler looking to relive his glory years Andy Johnson Page or is God looking into the eyes of a misguided SPECTATOR, (heat) who’s trespassing in MY ring and about to get his ASS KICKED (heat), before spending the night in the local jail?
Baxter “Decisions, Decisions, Decision’s Andy.”
Andy (taking the microphone from Hopkins): Neither Paul, alright I didn’t mean this. Okay just lay off Matt he’s a good friend. I’m sure you’ll be in the main event of WrestleWar’s again (heat). I just don’t want any trouble. So I’m leaving…….
Frost extends his arm preventing Andy from moving.
Frost: No your NOT, I’ve asked you a question boy……GOD…..(heat)…..demands an answer……but maybe I’ve asked the wrong question…….I remember the last time we met….it was I…saving you…..right in this ring…..God gave you shelter that night….saving you from Chris and now…..now when I look into your eyes Andy I see two men…..I can see than man DESPERATE for saving….DESPERATE for a father who would never abandon and never abuse….I see you looking for SALVATION…..and then…..I see…..I see a man a man so angry….I can see an inferno in you….a man looking to fight again….one giant wasn’t enough….you want to beat a GOD.
POP
Frost (grinning): Well Andy tonight’s YOUR chance, the choice of a lifetime is in your hands this evening son. You can EITHER put YOUR FAITH in FROST……(heat)…..and allow the LORD to SAVE you on a path towards paradise in MY Eden….
Or
You can FIGHT…(POP)….ME….. YOU CAN BATTLE…...a…… G……O…….D…..(heat) in the very ring tonight and spend eternity BURNING in the fires of your misguided desire’s.
“KICK HIS ASS”…..”KICK HIS ASS”…..”KICK HIS ASS”
Hopkins: Paul I don’t think……..
Frost: Save it Matt, the World Title can wait…..tonight I’m offering an invitation to this man, all expensive paid….be it a trip to HEAVEN or the HOSPITAL…..either way THIS IS HAPPENING TONIGHT ANDY!!!!
“YES.”…….”YES”…….”YES”.…..”YES”…….”YES”
Frost: Faith or Fight, Andy it will be you and me in the MAIN EVENT, in fact just you and me, none of my followers will be ringside. And I’ll give you the chance to think about it in your seat as you’ll get to witness FAITH in action as Dusk and Ridge feast on the flesh of the unfaithful and that match is next.
Frost drops his microphone and walks over to the ring ropes opening them as Hopkins nods towards Andy who keeps his microphone and walks through the open ropes, his eyes never taken off of Frost who chuckles as Andy takes his seat as the Extinction take the ring as Frost walk towards the entrance way.
Diamond “What is going on here tonight? Will Andy fight Frost or join him?”
Baxter” I’d join him, and we’ll join this match just after this break here on Monday night Brawl.”
Diamond “What about the announcement, dammit?”
***Commercial Break***
Donald Master’s: The following TAG TEAM bought is scheduled for ONE FALL…. with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first accompanied to the ring by Velvet…(heat)….standing to my left they weigh in at a combined weight of 529 pounds, RYAN DUSKKKKKKK…..(heat)….and KENNETH…RIDGGGEEEEE….(more heat)….they are the EXTINCTION!!!!!!!!!
MEGA HEAT
Master’s: And introducing there opponents, they weigh in tonight at a combined 422 pounds, hailing from the Country o' Crunk…(pop)….they are…..BILLLLLLL…….and……..TEDDDDDDD…..THE DANCING DUDES!!!!!!
POP
The lights darken as dance lights illuminate the entrance way, blasts of smoke colored via the lights engulf the entrance way as soon enough the DANCING DUDES….Bill & Tedd walk out on stage. There’s something different, instead of smiles the two dash down to the ring as Ridge & Dusk exit the ring as the Dudes music begins to fade as the lights come back on.
Diamond: If your new to the WGWF than your in for some first rate tag team action as ALL four of these men have battled one anther numerous times. In fact with that “HOLY” Jezebel at ringside, Velvet was once the manager of the Dancing Dudes before…..
Baxter: Before she found….GOD……before she found Frost and is now living her BEST life, Derrick we should all be so lucky.
On the outside after speaking with Velvet Ridge & Dusk stop to throw off their coats, only for Bill & Tedd to leap through the ropes with immediate suicide dives!! We’re underway in an explosive way!!
*Ding….Ding*
The Dancing Dudes, showing a great deal of aggression early with that explosive opening! This sets things off with a brawl all over the outside between the four men, The Extinction gaining the upper hand on their reckless opponents. Bill is taken by Dusk and whipped violently into some steel ring steps, but Tedd is able to back off Ridge before assaulting Dusk with a hard clothesline. As Ridge reproaches, he gets a sharp uppercut throat thrust for his troubles from Tedd, followed quickly by Tedd getting on all fours, Bill rushing, leaping off his back, and executing a beautiful aided hurricanrana! Bill & Ted slide back into the ring, fully on fire here, the crowd fully behind them and being the aggressors on two of the most aggressive men on the roster. The ref tells them only one of them can be legal, as the Extinction try to enter the ring and start another brawl, but are told the same. We have to start an actual match here.
Diamond “The HISTORY & HATRED are all here in this ring making for an EXPLOSIVE confederation.”
Dusk wants to kick it off against Bill, who is still feeling the fire from moments ago. Dusk tries to steam it with a lock-up, but Bill swiftly avoids it and begins clubbing Dusk wildly on the back, forcing Ryan to get down on one knee. Bill keeps swinging, so it forces Ryan down to all fours. Bill uses this time to back up a few steps before charging and nailing Dusk in the face with a low front dropkick! Bill with a white-hot cover – 1…2…NO!! The Extinction won’t go down so easily at all! Bill does drag Dusk’s body over, however, and tags in Tedd, who leaps over immediately with a vaulting leg drop onto Ryan’s neck! He’s got a cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Dusk still won’t go down early! The fiery Dancing Dude Tedd doesn’t waste time after the near fall, grabbing Ryan by the head and attempting to pull him to his feet. But beating on the cage door awakens the beast, as Dusk comes to life by abruptly lifting Tedd up and smashing him into a vacant corner. Dusk traps the cornered Dancing Dude and gives him hard knee to the gut after hard knee to the gut, showing his own vengeful and aggressive side here. The ref tells him to get him out of the corner, so Ryan obliges and tosses him across the ring into his corner, where Ridge is seething in waiting for the tag. Both men lift Ted above their heads before dropping his gut on both their knees!! The target on the gut of Ted continues with a cover – 1…2…3-NO! Tedd won’t go down quickly either! Ridge doesn’t seem to mind, as he gets to beat the hell out of Tedd as a result. He lifts Tedd back to his feet before delivering a chaffing CHOP(Woooooo!) to the chest of the Dancing Dude that forces him to cover his pecs, turning his back to Ridge. Kenneth takes this chance to sock Ted in the kidney with a hard knee before locking in an abdominal stretch. The continued pressure to Tedd’s midsection is noted, as Ted tries to reach into his corner in vein. Bill tries to get some claps going, getting the crowd to cheer on Ted to get out of things. As Ted seems to be filling with energy from the GOA, Ridge takes one of his arms and starts driving it into the kidney of Ted repeatedly before just leaving it there to dig into his skin, stopping any attempt at gathering momentum. The dude just collapses, but Ridge follows him to the mat and pulls him back up by his hair and turns him back towards him, quickly nailing a gutwrench suplex! Ridge with another cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Ted still with some fight!
Baxter “There might be something different about the Dudes alright, instead of going down on the first fall they might just loose on the second.”
The continued target of Ted’s midsection is again honed in on, as Ridge goes right back to an abdominal stretch, albeit a grounded one this time. Bill is quick to try and enter the ring this time and stop it, but the referee intercepts him. While that goes on, Dusk takes the opportunity to run by and kick Tedd in the back of the head. He quickly exits, as Ridge adjusts his grip to that of a bearhug on Ted. As he rises to his feet with the hold intact, Tedd begins feeling the crowd and begins fighting, scratching, and clawing his way free before finally breaking the vicegrip. He puts both men on the ground with a high, but well aimed dropkick, causing both men to crawl to their corners. Ted is crawling and belly flops in order to get the hot tag on Bill before Ridge can tag, causing Bill to jump into the ring and knock Dusk off the apron. Ted is still in the ring with Bill, as he lifts Ridge into a powerbomb position, while Ted climbs to the top rope…GROVE ON!!! THE TOP ROPE LEG DROP/POWER BOMB COMBO!!! WOW!! The Dancing Dudes nail a joint maneuver, leaving Bill cover Ridge – 1…2…NO!!!!!! RYAN DUSK explodes into the ring, smashing Bill with a hard clothesline, then following up with a hard blow to the gut of Ted, getting him out of the ring. Ridge has rolled to the apron, leaving Dusk as the legal man. As Ryan stomps furiously on Bill, trying to extinguish any sort of fire that the Dudes have built here tonight. He then takes Bill onto his shoulders before dropping him across the top rope, his ribs crunching off the iron post. He throws Bill off the top following that, looking very intense and very angry. He covers Bill, forearm in his face – 1…2…NO! The Dude still has some fuel. Dusk gets to his feet and starts screaming in Bill’s face to “stay the hell down” before grabbing him by his locks and lifting him to his feet, only to be greeted with a stiff kick from Bill. He then takes this opportunity to rebound off the ropes with a clothesline, followed by another, then another, before capping off his momentum charge with a well-aimed Dropsault! Bill is pumped right back up, going to the top rope now. He’s getting prepared, can the Dancing Dudes pull off a major upset…? He leaps…450 SPLASH…NOBODY HOME!! Dusk rolls away and scurries from near doom, as Bill’s ribs crunch off the empty canvas. With that Velvet leaps up onto the apron drawing over the referee, momentarily distracting the ref. In that brief moment, Bill is trying to get to his feet, using the bottom rope as leverage, when he’s struck in the skull by Ridge…WITH THE RING BELL!!! The Extinction are seriously being pushed here, to point where they’re resorting to everything to win! Ridge quickly disposes of the evidence, a sinister grin on his face.
Baxter “Stick around, I’m sure WHEN the Dudes loose during the break will have the five second replay when we return.”
Diamond “ I wouldn’t be so sure of that, DESPITE the underhanded tactics by the FLASE God’s hit squad this match continues, NEXT”
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
As we return from the break, Tedd has become the legal man looking to have recovered via that bell shot from earlier, while Dusk stays legal for his team. Tedd tries to start some kind of offense with a few sway chops and kicks to Ryan’s calf, but as he rebounds off the ropes looking for something else, Dusk punts him in the already hurt midsection, doubling him over. He then takes Tedd by the neck and tights and chunks him straight through the middle rope, sending Tedd crashing to the floor. The ref admonishes him for that, but while that happens, Ridge happily leaps off the apron and drives Tedd into the barricade on the outside. This ails at Tedd’s already mushed midsection, but Ridge is quick to throw Tedd back into the fray. Dusk tries a quick cover here – 1…2…NO! Tedd still has some fight! With two fistfuls of hair, Ryan drives the back of Tedd’s head into the canvas with a mat slam. He then takes the Dude back to his feet and nails a flawless snap suplex that floats into another cover – 1…2…NO!! Tedd keeps the fight going! Dusk keeps the savage nature going by stomping on Tedd’s guts some more, but the Dude surprises him by catching a stomp and getting to his feet, Dusk’s foot still in his grasp. Tedd throws the foot back at Ryan, forcing him into a corner, where Tedd rushes after him only to be met by a counter elbow that backs him away. Dusk uses this space to leap off the middle rope, twisting towards Tedd with a flying forearm shot…but Tedd rolls all the way through, planting a stiff front dropkick right to Dusk’s jaw! Tedd falls flat on his back, still wrapped in pain from his injured midsection. Bill is DESPERATLY trying to get Tedd into the corner, trying to get his team back into things after they were going so well. Dusk meanwhile doesn’t have far to go to get to his corner, as he gets up and tags back in Ridge, who promptly knocks Tedd back down and drives the wind out of both the Dancing Dudes and the crowd.
Diamond “What is Andy thinking here Baxter? Remember after this match, he owes Paul Frost the answer to his challenge earlier tonight.”
Baxter “With this display of what FAITH can do on display and the cries of the UN-faith on full display as well. I’m thinking Andy is regretting getting in the middle of God’s business.”
Ridge takes Tedd back to his feet and nails a perfect backdrop, trying for another cover – 1…2…3-NO!! It will not be so! Ridge then follows up with this by dragging Tedd near an empty corner, laying him prone. Kenneth then launches himself off the middle rope, coming down with a hard foot stomp on Tedd’s midsection again. Ridge keeping the pace then takes Tedd by the hair and looks to set him up for what looks like a Regalplex, but Tedd starts fighting out with hard reverse elbows, each one hitting harder than the last until finally, Tedd strikes Ridge right in the temple to release the hold. His back still towards Ridge, Tedd flips back…backflip kick!! Backflip kick! The smack of boot meeting flesh is heard all around the arena, as Ridge goes stumbling back several steps now. The crowd is back to life for Tedd, as Ridge rushes at him only to get an arm drag, followed quickly by another and another. The Dude is building a head of steam, as Kennth approaches him again, only to get hit by a nifty neckbreaker. Tedd is pumped up now, grabbing Ridge’s head and looking for Sliced Bread, but Kenneth recognizes this quickly and stops Tedd in his tracks – REGALPLEX!! Ridge’s intended goal several moves ago comes back to play as Ridge tries for a cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Again, the Dancing Dudes will continue to push these two to the limit!
Diamond “Bill and Ted have come to fight tonight by God….and they are doing a fine job at teaching those sacrilegious piles of SHIT a lesson”
Kenneth runs his hand through his hair and looks towards his corner like ‘what the hell do I do now?’ Dusk gives him a look that simply says ‘stop being so damn civil.’ The telepathic language between the two gives Ridge a sinister grin as he lifts the battered Tedd to his feet only to shove him between his legs and lift up, looking for a powerbomb…DDT!! DDT! Tedd reverses it into a DDT!! The Dude falls from off the shoulders with an impaling DDT! Ridge is shocked and hurt, while Dusk now sees he needs to get back into things. Tedd is again scratching and clawing his way into the corner before finally getting there, getting the hot tag to DANCING DUE BILL!!!!! Ridge, who is back to his feet, is greeted with the trifecta series of clotheslines, and as he quickly gets to his feet again, is quickly met by Bill spinning around and through him for a roll-up – 1…2…3…NO!!! Ridge throws his legs up at the last second to end the threat! Dusk has to get his breath back from that near fall, and Kenneth is thinking to do the same, getting into an empty corner to gather himself. Bill will allow him no such thing, rushing from across the ring towards the prone Ridge…he sidesteps, sending Bill crashing into the turnbuckle chest-first! He recoils violently from the hard hit, right into Ridge’s clutches…German suplex!! A flawless German to take Bill back on his battered head! Ridge keeps the bridge – 1…2…3…NO!! Yet another near fall! Kenneth isn’t happy with that, but nonetheless, tags in Dusk, as the two take Bill execute a flawless double suplex. Dusk floats over with another cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Bill still won’t go down! The Dude wobbles to his feet, but Dusk comes at him with a hard clothesline attempt, but Bill ducks under it and grabs between Ryan’s legs from behind for a school boy pin – 1...2…NO! Dusk is able to roll out quickly, but as soon as both men get to their feet, Bill rolls right through again, another school boy – 1…2…NO! Dusk gets up and out again, Bill grapples behind Dusk and drives him into the ropes, pulling back with a victory roll – 1…2…3-NO!! Yet another near fall! Ryan quickly gets to his feet and is approached once more by Bill, but he eats a step-up enzeguiri!
Diamond “When did the bog man learn to fly with an enxeguiri?”
Baxter “ALL things are possible through FAITH Derrick; haven’t you been paying attention?”
The quickened pace allows Dusk hit a smooth looking kick to the jaw, going for another cover of his own – 1…2…3-NO!!! Bill still won’t go down! Bill has to shake the cobwebs out of his head, , using the ropes to try and hold on. Dusk doesn’t care, driving his knee into the back of Bill’s head and neck with all his weight, using the ropes as leverage. The referee is counting down, trying to get him off the rope, but Dusk is seething and not adhering. Being close to his corner, Tedd forces him to leg go with a hard-running elbow to the side of the head. The referee gets on Tedd about that, but Bill is freed. Dusk looks to go right back on the assault, but Bill socks him in the gut and proceeds to keep throwing punches from his knees until Ryan backs away. Bill tries to whip Dusk into the ropes, but it’s reversed, sending the Dude instead, but on the rebound, ducks under a clothesline attempt. As he rebounds again, Tedd tags him on the back, becoming the legal man. As Bill launches himself back towards Dusk, he slides between his legs, as Dusk looks down and between them angrily…only to look up and see Tedd coming at him with a springboard dropkick!! Tedd with a mad dash cover – 1…2…3-NO! Ridge drags Tedd out of the ring by the foot once again, potentially saving the match for his partner! Tedd’s midsection hits the outside hard.
Baxter “Welp here comes the POWER-AH of FAITH-AH.”
Diamond ‘ENOUGH, the Dudes have made it this far and in MY heart they’ll make it to the final bell as the WINNERS”
Bill, who is still around the ring, sees his partner in trouble and wanders around to Ridge, who clotheslines Bill, whiplashing his tender head off the padded outside! The ref is losing control here, but Ridge gives another knee to the midsection of Tedd before throwing him back in to the lion who greets him by hoisting him on his shoulder and hitting a rolling fireman’s carry, crunching Tedd’s midsection even more. Dusk covers – 1…2…3-NO!! It’s still not over! These guys won’t go away! Outside the ring, Bill & Kenneth are going at it, Bill draws him near some steel ring steps and pushes him into them, sending him down. Dancing Dude Bill then jumps into the ring, ambushing Dusk with a hurricanrana. Where Tedd has wandered into a corner, while the ref is telling Bill to get out. The Dude doesn’t adhere, as he fixes Dusk’s jaw with a spot-on superkick!!! Wow!! Dusk doesn’t go down, instead, he goes wandering into the clutches of Tedd, who has ascended to the top rope. He catches him in a reverse facelock…TORNADO REVERSE DDT!!! TORNADO REVERSE DDT!!! Tedd bounces up from the impact of the blow, gripping his midsection as he goes down, while Dusk is implanted on the canvas. Bill & this crowd are both in a frenzy, as is the GOA crowd, popping hard to try and get Tedd to cover Dusk ! The referee is telling Bill to get out, which he finally does, but he’s jumping up and down in excitement. Can the Dudes pull off the upset? Tedd, in intense pain, throws himself on top of Dusk…1…2…3…!!!
NO!!!
RYAN DUSK THROWS THE SHOULDER UP!! HE THROWS THE SHOULDER UP!! WOW!!!
The GOA can’t believe it and neither can Tedd, but Bill is still entirely hopeful, holding onto his tag rope and leaning over, telling Tedd to tag him in. As fast as he can Tedd does tag him in, flopping to the floor as he does, as Bill immediately geos to the top rope, Dusk still down and out despite the kickout. The crowd and Bill prepare for the 450 Splash for the upset…NO!! Kenneth Ridge has begun scaling the top rope from the outside, pounding Bill’s lower back to stop any momentum he might build. Bill turns towards Ridge, his back towards the ring now. Ridge is fighting Bill away before getting on the top rope with him, catching him from behind…RIDGE OF SANITY!! THE SUPER SPANISH FLY IS NAILED!!! Bill goes flying overhead, turning himself inside out, his head being driven into the canvas on the flip!! “HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!” chants are sprinkling around the GOA, as the sickening thud has everyone on the ground now. As the crowd roars in approval, Dusk is the man to begin moving first, but Ridge follows soon afterward into his corner. Ryan exhaustingly gets to Ridge and tags him in, who jumps on the still downed Bill – 1…2…3…
NO!!!
BILL THROWS HIS FOOT ON THE ROPES! IT’S STILL NOT OVER!!
Bill finds some way, some stroke of guile, to know where he is, despite his head being knocked around a great deal in this match. Outside the ring, Tedd is up and entering the fray, rushing at Ridge, but Kenneth sidesteps and guides him towards the ropes, where Dusk lowers the top rope, sending Tedd flipping all over the outside. Bill sees this and goes at Ridge with another aiming superkick, but he catches it and flings it around, Bill then attempting a dragon whip, but Ridge ducks underneath that and snatches Bill from behind – half nelson suplex!! The ever deadly half-nelson literally drives Bill’s skull into the canvas, flipping over himself. Kenneth has a seething look in his eyes now, his civility gone and his savage nature appearing to be fully uncovered, knowing he can’t put these guys away by ordinary means. So he…rips his right knee pad off? Ridge exposes the fierce joint before wrapping Bill up in a hammerlock and chickenwing hold, keeping his arms back and head exposed…AND BEGINS REPEATEDLY DRIVING HIS EXPOSED KNEE INTO THE TEMPLE AND HEAD OF THE DANCING DUDE BILL!!! All the blows to Bill’s head from throughout the match are all coming into play here, as Ridge is savagely decapitating the Dude with every shot, Bill’s body whiplashing horrifically like some kind of crash test dummy. Enough is enough…the referee calls for the bell!!!!!
*DING…..DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNERS (heat)….of the match as a result of a referee’s stoppable…..RYANNNN DUSKKKKKK…….KENNETH….RIDGEEEE…..THE EXTINCTION!!!!!!!
Diamond: Normally we would watch the winning team celebrate but ALL eyes are poised here at ringside where Andy Johnson Page, yes THAT Andy Johnson has a decision to make……
Baxter: He’s either IN or OUT, he’s for or against GODDDDDDDDDD!
Cameras pan over to ringside where Velvet is now directly standing in front of Andy’s seat, slowly the “Everyman” stands to his feet, microphone firmly in hand as this capacity crowd makes it known the answer they want to hear.
“KICK FROST’S ASS” *clap clap clap* “KICK FROST’S ASS” *clap clap clap* “KICK FROST’S ASS”
Velvet: Andy, you sweet…. sweet boy I wouldn’t let the opinions of the lambs LEAD TO THE SLAUGHTER…..(heat)….influence your decision here. Okay….(Velvet moves closer to the guardrail and grans a gentle hold of Andy’s hand)….I’ve been where you are, I was lost until HE….(heat)….he found me…..he looked into my eyes the same way he looked into them tonight…..he took away MY pain…..let him take away yours……you just have to put your FAITH in his, in Frost.
HEAT
Andy: I……I….I’m going to……….
Velvet: Shhhhh……..hush…….(Velvet places her index finger over Andy’s lips)…..before you utter anther syllable….allow for a simple demonstration of those WHO TURN THEIR BACK’S ON GOD!!!!!!
HEAT
Cameras return to the ring where Ryan Dusk takes a free shot to the SKULL of Tedd, rending him lifeless as Ridge steps through the middle rope and stands on the apron as Dusk positions Ted in a tombstone position as Ridge grabbing onto the top rope LAUNCHES HIMSELF FORWARD INTO A SPIKE TOMBSTONE!!!!!!!! THE AGE OF EXTINCTION STRIKES!!!!!!!
MEGA HEAT
Diamond: Good GOD, that’s a man’s skull!!!! Tedd has been impaled by those bastards, ANDY….ANDY FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, DON’T GIVE IN.
Velvet: Now Andy….(that same Paul Frost grin creeps across Velvet’s face)…..I think your ready to make your decision.
Andy: You’re right I’m ready……I’ve been ready since I stood in that ring…….and KICKED MY OWN FATHER’S ASS……(POP)…….I’m ready to kick FROST’S TOOO!!!!!!”
“YES”……”YES”……..”YES”……..”YES”………”YES”
Velvet (looks up to heavens): He’s made his choice….HE’LL FIGHT YOU GOD!!!!!
Just as Andy drops his microphone with a stoic resolve, Velvet wraps her hands around Andy’s head and plants him with a lip lock at ringside, this uncomfortable kiss last’s almost a minute as Andy free’s himself of Velvet’s lips.
Diamond: What the HELL was that about?
Velvet: Consider that a GOODBYE kiss Andy, because while he can give life…..GOD…..(heat) can also take it away like he’s goanna do to you tonight.
Velvet cackles a sinister chuckle as she, Dusk & Ridge head towards the entrance way as more than a few officials check on the status of Bill & Ted in the ring as Andy looks on ready to fight.
Questions & Answers
Cameras return backstage where Denise Essex is standing in front of the place usually reversed for interviews expect she’s utterly alone
Essex: WOW, you talk about a first time ever main event here on Monday night Brawl. We’ll see that match later tonight however I’d like to share an exclusive interview I conducted just a few short days ago with WGWF Hall of Fame’er…..HUNTER.
MASSIVE POP
Essex: In part one of this two part one on one, HUNTER invited us out to his country estate, looking to finally answer a few lingering questions about his career and future not just in the ring but outside, about love, mirage and the chance at fatherhood. Let’s take a look…….
The scene changes from Brawl’s backstage set to a few picture-perfect shots of the Tampa Bay coastline as cameras zoom in on a home built just above the coast line and zooms into a wall of windows. Once inside we see both Denise & HUNTER seated sitting across from one anther. It’s the typical interview set up two chair's, a side table next to each with the sparkling water except on Hunter’s side we can see a few objects around him, a used baseball glove & bat, a few picture of Hunter’s first wife Jodi & his new love along with both of his WGWF Championship’s hanging off the wall framing the shot.
Essex: HUNTER, thank you so much for the time today.
HUNTER: Really? Cause I feel I should be saying thank you, given the fact that not many want to hear from an “old man” like myself.
Essex (hides a smile): Your NOT that old……..
HUNTER: Well thank you for that but yes, it’s a matter of fact that the HUNTER that sits across from you now is certainly isn’t the same Hunter Ryan who came into the WGWF just ten years prior.
Essex: Ten years is a long time……
HUNTER: There’s an understatement Denise, I mean wind the clocks back a decade what’s changed?
Essex: Well you used to have a last name.
The two share a laugh as HUNTER turns and looks over behind his shoulder where a picture frame has been turned around. Cameras glimpse over showing the picture to be of both Nick & Hunter Ryan standing together inside a wrestling ring.
HUNTER: People grow Denise, be it together or apart we all keep going down whatever path were meant to. Mine just didn’t have to include a last name.
Essex: Have you talked with him? Nick I………
HUNTER: I really don’t speak his name in the house, Denise…I…I….ugh….my shoulder……
We can see HUNTER grasping over at his right should. In obvious pain he waves off an attempt for help, with his free hand he reaches into his front pants pocket and pulls out pill container and quickly pops one into his mouth taking the glass of water to wash it down.
HUNTER: It’s okay, it’s all okay….old baseball injury……my shoulder spasms from time to time. It was a lot worse before I started swinging chairs, I was swinging bats and pitching balls. I used to have to take four of those pain killer’s a day.
Essex: Surgery?
HUNTER: Yes right before Nic…..he and & I came to the WGWF, it healed nicely until the winter of 2012. I re-injured it back at WrestleWar’s Six, it’s a bother no doubt especially by a coast active in thunder showers.
Essex: So why exactly do you live in Tampa?
HUNTER pauses before turning his head ever slightly towards the picture of Jodi.
HUNTER: Reminder….it’s a reminder……to never forget……….but I’m not here looking to go down memory lane Denise. In all honestly, I asked you for a simple reason……
Essex: Your future?
HUNTER: My immediate future, yes.
Essex: Which is?
HUNTER: Which is complicated. After EVERYTHING and I mean EVERYTHING that has happened to me, my family,, my relationship’s, my mental health, my physical well being……MY LEGACY…..like I said every looks very different after the WGWF meat grinder got thru with it……
Essex: You say thru, as in a past tense. Is that the announcement you wish to make?
HUNTER leans forward and the scene fades to black before returning to Denise Essex in the backstage Brawl interview area.
Essex: Well that was part one with HUNTER, part two will air next week on the return of WGWF Brawl talk along with all the fallout of the return of Monday night Brawl and speaking of which please welcome WGWF spokesmen…Matt Hopkins!!!!
POP
Hopkins (walks over and takes the microphone from Denise): Thank you Denise great interview, I can’t wait to watch HUNTER’s next move. Speaking of next moves, earlier tonight when I was interrupted about the MAIN EVENT (pop)….of WrestleWar’s….well I’m pleased to announce that not only will Brawl talk see HUNTER’S next steps but MINE as well as this years WrestleWar’s MAIN EVENT will be announced on Brawl talk and like I said before HISTORY will be made come May 25th live in the Garden and…..
“Help”
“HELP”
“H E L P”
“WE NEED SOME HELP BACK HERE”
Dorling out of breath runs into frame tugging on Hopkins suit jacket
Hopkins: Dorling what is it? My shirt, is that blood?
Dorling looks down at his bloody hand-prints staining Hopkins shirt
Dorling (trying to catch his breath): It’s……ah….it’s….it’s TERRY…..TERRY’S HURT AND HURT BAD.
Diamond “WHAT?”
It’s a mad dash with the camera down the hall as the outside loading bay door is open to the exterior parking lot which a group of WGWF stars, officials, security and other staff have gathered as Dorling is able to clear a path showing a parked car with it’s driver sides window with a massive hole through it and lying on the ground an absolutely blood mess is none other than Terry Borden. His blonde locks stained crimson red, his face dotted with puncher roles and even a few shards of glass sticking out. Although Terry’s head is lying on the sports coat of John Gambino trying elevate Terry’s head and much like Dorling his hands are too stained with blood along with his shirt.
Baxter “I think I might be sick.”
Diamond “Not as sick as the BASTARD or BITCH who did this to Terry.”
Hopkins tries to move the crowd back as the unmistakable sounds of an ambulance is heard backing up with EMT’s looking to help get Terry out of here. Dorling joins Gambino as a stretcher is shown being wheeled into frame.
Diamond “ We’re obviously going to keep on top of this story along with the updates about John Tolly from earlier this evening.”
Baxter “ You think they’ll get Terry to the hospital fast?”
Diamond “It’s an ambulance of course he’ll get their fast.”
Baxter “Good because Andy will need it AFTER the main event coming up next.”
***COMMERCIAL BREAK***
Donald Master’s: The following singles match is YOUR MAIN EVENT….(pop)….with the remainder of television time remaining……introducing first weighing in at a 185 pounds, wait…make that 195 pounds…..he hails from Las Vegas….this is….”THE EVERY DAY NORMAL MAN”…..THIS IS…..ANDY….JOHNSON….PAGE!!!!!!!!
With Andy’s theme almost drowned out by the cheers of the GOA, from behind the curtain walks out Andy, in a max shift pair of wrestling attire. Black boots, along with black & white gym shorts and a WGWF Brawl black t-short all with the Under-Armor logo quite noticeable. Johnson for his part isn’t that timed wrestler we used to see. It’s obvious his classic at the last WrestleWar’s against CCP has molded him into a confident wrestler, slapping a few hands as he slides into the ring as his music dies down cameras show Professor Baxter standing up at the announce desk with a microphone in hand.
Diamond “What are you doing?”
Baxter: BREAKING NEWS…..Ladies and Gentlemen, the professor has breaking news about a return to the WGWF and Andy, your goanna want to pay attention too. Roll the video monkey’s in the truck……
Baxter: It’s YOUR DADDY….ANDY….HE’S BACK!!!!!!!
Diamond “I may not have been a fan of the introduction but this is a HUGE announcement…..Chris…Page…..the ICON on which this company has been built upon since 2007 is COMING BACK!!!!!”
Johnson can just be seen mouthing “thanks dad” as Master’s walks back into frame.
Master’s: And his opponent, he wights in at 225 pounds, hailing from the KINGDOME OF HEAVEN….(heat)….he is a former 3 time WGWF Champion…..(heat)….WGWF Hall of Fame’er….(heat)…..he is the LORD and SAVIOR of the WGWF….(more heat)…..THIS IS…..GODDDDDDDDD…….(MEGA HEAT)…..PAULLLLLLLLLLLL………FROSTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!
It’s pitch black inside the GOA as that single spotlight illuminates the entrance way as the smoke again fills from above & below and that distinct silhouette of Paul Frost in his signature pose is projected as his wall of tel sparks falls from the entrance way above as Frost walks out on stage. This crowd’s utter hatred for the man is something to be expected. As Frost dressed in his signature dark teal trunks, with black, sliver & gold lettering adorn “God’s” body along with his cane he makes his way down towards the ring. Ensuring the official opens the rope as Frost steps through as his music dioes down & the house lights are turned back on.
*Ding…..Ding*
They don’t keep their distance for very long, as both men immediately step forward and initiate a tight lock-up that sees Frost jump ahead with a headlock. He pulls Andy over with a headlock takedown, but Johnson quickly gets out of that predicament with some headscissors that forces Frost to undo his hold. The two quickly get to their feet and start from square one, again getting a lock-up. Paul looks to go for another headlock, but Andy ducks underneath the attempt this time and looks right back at Frost with CHOP(Woooooo!) that stuns Paul long enough for Johnson to open his chest back up for another CHOP(Wooooo!) that sends Frost reeling into a corner this time. Andy steps over to the corner to possibly continue an onslaught but Frost whips out of the corner and swaps places with Andy, “GOD” now on the offensive. He now takes the chance to hit Johnson with a CHOP(Wooooo!) that echoes through the arena. But Johnson doesn’t reel for long, grabbing Paul and turning their positions once again, Frost back in the corner, where Andy returns the favor with another CHOP(Wooooo!). The two continue the rotating door of backhand knife edges when Frost does the same thing, yanking Andy by the collar and putting him in the corner, nailing yet another CHOP(Wooooo!). The pace of the two quickens now, as their stunt and recovery times seem to shorten, Johnson again spinning Frost back into the corner to deliver another harrowing CHOP(Wooooo!) Again, the tempo quickens – Frost CHOPS…Andy CHOPS…Frost CHOPS…Andy CHOPS…they keep it going until the motions resemble less of a revolving door and more of an aspiring tornado. The motion goes so fast after several turns, that Jericho doesn’t even notice when Michaels dips out of the corner mid-sequence, leaving Jericho to chop nothing but air and turning himself into the corner. Johnson then takes Frost and tries to whip him into the opposite corner, but “God” reverses the whip and sends Johnson’ back knocking out of the corner so hard, he ricochets out, Frost rebounding behind him, looking for the ONE-HANDED FACEBUSTER…but Johnson takes Frost’s momentum and whips him across the ropes, and on the rebound, hits Paul one last massive CHOP(Wooooo!) that sends Paul flat and gets a POP from the crowd for that rapid-fire sequence.
Diamond “DESPITE Andy’s LAST match being over a year ago, DESPITE this match coming at the LAST second and DESPITE the fact he stands across form a Hall of Fame’er. Andy Johnson certainly HASN’T lost a single ring step.”
Frost springs back up, but he’s clutching is chest from the obvious chop burns he’s endured thus far. Andy takes him and tosses him back into the ropes looking for something else, but he gets a kick to the face on the rebound. Frost follows that up by pounding a fist off the side of Andy’s face, forcing Johnson to drop. Frost then drops down quickly and drives a knee into the chest of the “Everyman” before standing back up and arrogantly sticks a boot in Andy’s face. This gets him a ripe round of heat, but he doesn’t seem to care, as his attempts to get into Johnson’s head haven’t stopped just because he’s seemingly failed at every turn before the bell rung. Andy swats away Frost’s boot and gets back to his feet, but Paul is waiting with forearm smash, Andy replying with a hard shot of his own. This creates some space between the two, Johnson instantly closing it by rushing back towards Paul, who doges Andy by tossing him over the ropes…but Johnson grips onto the top rope and lands on the apron! But as soon as he looks up from successfully holding on…TRIANGLE DROPKICK!! Frost hits the beautiful move and causes Johnson to drop to the floor. The referee takes a moment to look out and see if Andy is okay, but Frost pulls him from between the ropes and grips at his collar screaming at him “What are you waiting for?? Count!!” Ray Ramsey gets to it –
…1!!
…2!!
…3!!
…4!!
Johnson is back on his feet and using the ring apron to possibly get back in this thing, but he’s rudely greeted by a BASEBALL SLIDE…but Johnson dodges it! Frost comes sliding aimlessly to the outside, starting the count over, but Andy takes the momentarily bewildered Frost and gives him a pair of hard shots to the head before taking it and BOUNCING IT OFF THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!! The ref admonishes him for this, but Johnson doesn’t seem to care as he takes Paul back in his hands and prepares to get him back in the ring, but Frost has a burst of life…RAMMING ANDY SPINE FIRST INTO THE EDGE OF THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!! Andy is left slumping and taking to his ailing back, while Frost looks him in the weary eyes…and SLAPS JOHNSON ACROSS THE FACE. This adds major insult to injury, the referee not even starting the count out he’s getting onto both men so much. Frost just looks up at him again with a ‘what’re you waiting for’ look before taking Johnson and rolling him back into the ring. Frost himself quickly follows suit, covering Andy for the first actual cover of the match –
1…
2…
NO!!
Andy is quick to kick out, but he’s still tending to his back. As Frost gets Johnson to his feet and snapmares him over his shoulder before dropkicking him in the back of the head! Andy rolls over clutching his cranium, Paul going for another cover –
1…
2…
NO!!
Johnson gets out of that too, Frost is none too pleased. He looks down at the recovering Johnson from his knees…before SLAPPING ANDY IN THE FACE when he’s down! This garners another rain of heat. Frost then screams in Johnson’s face that “You’re not worthy, Andy! You hear me!! I could have SAVED you but you SPIT IN GOD’S FACE….your Daddy’s NOT back until next week you dumb son of a bitch!” Frost leans into Andy’s face, but Johnson CATCHES HIM IN A SMALL PACKAGE –
1…
2…
3-NO!!
Diamond “Back and Forth, Back and Forth and then BACK & FORTH AGAIN. These two are trading near falls like the stock exchange.”
A near fall there, but Frost unwraps the package for both men to get back to their feet quickly, Paul taken down now by an arm drag. Paul quickly gets back up, only be snapped back up with a second arm drag. And right when both men get back up, Paul surprises Johnson with a running knee to the gut before Andy can get another arm drag in there. This doubles Johnson over, allowing Frost to grab Andy by the neck and tights and SEND HIM INTO THE STEEL RING POST…NO!! Andy stops himself by gripping the ropes in the corner before he goes colliding with the unforgiving steel! But just as Johnson can possibly breathe a sigh of relief, Frost charges back at him in the corner with a hard running reverse elbow! This sandwiches Johnson in the corner and momentarily stuns him long enough for Frost to take him by the back of the head and looks to throw Johnson over the top rope for perhaps another count-out chance…but Andy grabs the top rope…AND SKINS THE CAT BACK INSIDE…but Frost was watching and places himself right underneath Johnson, catching him in a FIREMAN’S CARRY POSITION…what’s Frost looking for here, Johnson wiggling around…SITOUT FACEBUSTER!! Andy counters the carry by dropping Frost’s “GOD like looks” down with that Facebuster!! This could really be the opening Andy needs as he shoots the half and turns Paul over –
1…
2…
3-NO!!
“God” still has more than enough fight in him, despite the surprise move! Johnson isn’t too flustered, but he lets out perhaps a hidden rage, taking Paul’s face in his hands and ENDLESSLY POUNDS FISTS OFF OF HIS FACE!! The pent up anger that Frost’s possibly awakened in Andy Johnson PAGE is running rampant now, blow after blow bouncing off of “God’”s face. Ref Ramsey has to get on in there and virtually pull Johnson off of Frost, the crowd getting super hot for that furious offense. When Paul stumbles back to his feet, he looks surprised, only to charge back at Andy, side steps and dives behind Frost with a chop block, putting him down. As “God” grips at his ankle as Johnson takes Paul’s bum leg and starts twisting at it…FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK!! FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK!! The chop-off earlier didn’t drain the crowd of all their “Woooos”, as they’re back and in large numbers, but Paul Frost is screaming in pain, partially drowning them out. Johnson keeps the hold locked in tight, as Frost is desperate to slither away but can’t, refusing to tap out. Paul keeps squirming…and now Paul if forced to grasp the ropes for dear life, stretching his arm over a bottom rope.
Baxter “God not only has faith Derrick but BRAINS as well.”
Frost is breathing hard, Johnson is having none of it, dragging Frost back to his feet and propping him up against the ropes for one more CHOP(Wooooo!) before throwing him into the opposite ropes and catching Paul on the rebound…BACK BODY DROP!! Johnson is looking to build more of a head of steam now, getting pumped up by this crowd. He waits for Paul to drag back to his feet, then surprises “God” by pulling out…a FISHERMAN’S SUPLEX!! In PerfectPlex fashion, Johnson holds the leg on the bridge –
1…
2…
3-NO!!
Frost uncorks the leg and finds a way out! Johnson is a tad agitated that that didn’t end things, reaching over to take Frost up. As he does so, Paul starts fighting back and delivering blows to Andy’s midsection before shoving him hard back into a ring corner, Johnson hitting it so hard he springs back out, but Frost is in hot pursuit and rebounds off the ropes behind him…ONE HAND FACEBUSTER! Paul may have shifted the momentum again there, covering Johnson –
1…
2…
NO!!
Johnson still has some fight in him, and Frost is still determined to beat it out of him. We see Frost venturing to the top rope, awaiting Johnson to get back to his feet. Andy is seen reaching a hand out to try and get balanced again, finally getting up but he wishes he didn’t…FLYING REVERSE ELBOW!! “God’s” flying elbow plants Andy right in the jaw, with Johnson selling it as only he can. Nearly folding over on his own chin, Paul goes for another cover on Johnson –
1…
2…
3-NO!!
Baxter “For the first meeting between the two, a rarity in today’s business. Johnson and Frost seem to have one anther move for move down cold.”
Johnson rolls the shoulder! Andy may be reaching into the tank here, but he has enough left in him to keep it going, rolling to the apron to get time to recover while Frost looks back at Ramsey, holding up three fingers, the ref telling him only two. As Andy pulls himself back to his feet using the apron, Paul taking note and going for a second TRIANGLE DROPKICK…but Johnson moves at the last second, catching Paul in an awkward position on the second rope. This gives Andy a chance to reach over the rope and grab Frost by the head and punch him from above while leaning on his lower body that’s poking out through the ropes towards the apron. The ref admonishes him for this and starts counting down for him to have to let go, but Johnson shoots him a glare that actually gets the ref to back away a few steps. Is it all finally getting to him…? It must be in some form, because with his back turned Frost lands a POKE TO THE YE, catching HEAT from this crowd allowing him to swap behind Johnson still awkwardly positioned and after getting him in a rear waist lock, tugging him out from his awkward position, slinging him arm over him…BACK DROP FROM THE APRON TO THE FLOOR!! Both men splat against the padded outside to a big pop from the crowd!!
Diamond “Paul Frost PULLING OUT THE BIG GUNS…..Johnson and Frost fall to the floor and we are at a standstill in this FRIST main event of 2020. We must take our FINAL break. Stay tuned.”
**FINAL COMMERCIAL BREAK**
Upon our return from the break, we’re greeted with the image of Frost & Johnson exchanging heavy blows on top of the announce table!! They’re going back and forth, the referee’s count out having been restarted at some point, as he’s trying to tell both men to get back in the ring. The two pay him no heed as they go blow for blow, but when Johnson swings wildly, Frost is able to duck underneath and pop up around Johnson’s neck and…FROST BITE!! THE FROST BITE THROUGH ANNOUNCE TABLE!!
Diamond “THE FROST BITE OUTTA NOWHERE”
Baxter “PRAISE GODDDDDDD, it’s over Derrick.”
Diamond “I haven’t heard a bell.”
…1!!
…2!!
…3!!
…4!!
“You’re garbage, Johnson!”
…5!!
“You'll always be unworthy, ANDY!”
…6!!
Frost crawls away from Johnson’s limp body on what remains of announce table and stumbles back into the ring with a smirk on his face, telling the ref to ‘keep counting’.
…7!!
Johnson turns over onto his gut…
…8!!
Andy crawls on his hands and knees, trying to reach the ring in time…
…9!!
Johnson is at the ring lip, reaching up to the ropes and using them as though they’re a ladder…
…10-NO!!
JOHNSON THROWS HIMSELF THROUGH THE ROPES AND BACK INTO THE RING!!
Diamond “YES….YES….JOHNSON KEEPS THE MATCH ALIVE”
Frost’s face tells a frustrate story, as he just stares daggers at the agonized Johnson. Andy again uses the ropes as crutches and pulls himself back up, leaning against a corner. “God’s” anger boils over and he rushes blindly to the corner ridden Johnson, who quickly moves, Paul’s face BOUNCING OFF THE RING POST!! He recoils, Andy dipping beneath him and getting him in a school boy –
1…
2…
3-NO!!
Frost throws his legs up, but Andy catches them and keeps a jackknife cover, Johnson –
1…
2…
NO!!
Frost tucks Johnson’s through his legs, catching Andy in a sunset pin position –
1…
2…
NO!!
Andy rocks back, tilts the move, and has Frost beneath him now –
1…
2…
NO!!
Frost rocks it right back, putting him right back in the sunset –
1…
2…
NO!!
Johnson rocks it right back and puts Frost on his back, but he adjusts himself to put Paul back in another jackknife, but unbeknownst to the referee, JOHSNON PUTS HIS FEET ON THE ROPES for leverage –
1…
2…
3-NO!!
Diamond “Andy was sooooo close gaining what I would call an upset.”
Baxter “Cheats NEVER Prosper Derrick”
Diamond “Then how do you explain MOST of if not ALL of Paul Frost’s career?”
Andy’s feet slip off the ropes as Frost manages to roll back out of the move, Johnson moving to desperate measures to win and keep his career going. Before Frost can even move to the referee to protest, Johnson keeps up the upped tempo and rams Frost with a double leg takedown of his own…fixes up the legs…SHARPSHOOTER!! SHARPSHOOTER!! SHARPSHOOTER!! Frost is again left to squirm, trying to struggle his way to a rope somewhere, but Johnson has the move locked in! Frost again starts crawling towards the ropes looking for a way out, but Andy sits back and locks it in even tighter. Frost gets closer and closer to the ropes, inching…BUT JOHNSON PULLS HIM AWAY, he’s got the Sharpshooter locked right in the center of the ring! Johnson continues to sit back and keeps the hold in even deeper, “God” is forced to scream in even more pain. Frost frantically crawls now, going even faster towards the ropes, but he surprisingly doesn’t reach for them when he gets there. Instead, he clutches onto the ring lip and pulls himself all the way under the ropes, going back to the outside, and slipping right through the grasp of the submission hold. The crowd throws a great deal of heat for the most weasel way out of any hold, with Frost gripping his back and walking back along the outside. Johnson has a ‘just missed it’ look on his face, his gaze stalking Frost as he walks around on the outside. But Paul does have a goal in mind, again going near the timekeepers table…AND PULLS OUT A STEEL CHAIR. Frost rolls into the ring with his chair, Andy puts some fists up to prepare for a fight, but the referee gets between both men and orders Frost to put the chair down. When Frost just stares angrily at Johnson and doesn’t say anything, Ramsey tries to snatch the chair out of ” God’s” hands, he and Paul having a bit of a tug-of-war with words. While that goes on, we can hear the crowd begin to buzz a great deal, the ref still distracted with Frost…someone slides into the ring, Johnson taking note…CANE OFF THE SLULL!! VELVET SMASHES PAUL’S CANE OFF THE SKULL OF ANDY!!THE CANE SNAPS IN TWO AS THE HANDLE GOES FLYING OFF INTO THE CROWD!! VELVET HAS MADE HER PRESENCE KNOWN!!
MASSIVE HEAT
Diamond ‘WHAT?......WHAT IN THE HELL IS EVELVELVET DOING…. HE SAID NOBODY AT RINGSIDE.”
Baxter “He wasn’t lying Derrick, she wasn’t at ringside, she came through the crowd.”
Just as quickly as she rolled in, the Extinction member rolls right back out, Paul seeing what happened and tosses down the steel chair, running over to cover Johnson -…
1…
2…
3…
NO!!!
JOHNSON ROLLS THE SHOULDER!! JOHNSON ROLLS THE SHOULDER!! WOW!!
POP
Velvet is on the outside and peering into the ring, holding her hair in disbelief, with Frost sharing his same sentiments! Frost now being forced to slump back and nearly tear out his hair before pounding the canvas. Velvet doesn’t quite know what to do outside, just evidently having completed her part in “God’s” grand scheme. The crowd settles back down as Frost shoots a look at Velvet before looking back to Johnson and tries to drag him to his feet, Andy is completely leaning on Frost for support at this moment. Grinning Frost takes the time to cup his hand under Any’s chin and pull him back before SLAPPING ANDY FOR A 3RD TIME ACROSS THE FACE!!!!!!! The HEAT again is relentless as Frost chuckles looking towards the audience before turning back towards Andy who explodes and breaks Frost grasp – SUPER KICK!!! THE EVERYMAN’ KO FROM NOWHERE!! FROST GOES DOWN!!
Diamond “I HOPE ANDY JUST KICKED GOD’S TEETH DOWN HIS THROAT…..COVER….COVER THE BASTARD ANDY.”
Paul drops like a stone backwards, Velvet left in shock with eyes wide in surprise. The crowd pops like crazy, but Andy falls back and can’t immediately cover Frost. After a few seconds pass, he’s able to climb on top of Paul, gripping a leg –
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NO!! VELVET PULLS THE REFEREE FROM UNDER THE ROPES!!
Diamond “JEZABEL”
Ramsey’s face hits the padded outside and leaves him useless, with Velvet saving Paul Frost here!! The ref is obviously down, leaving Velvet to jump back into the ring and stomp on Johnson, putting some boots into and even landing a boot to his head. As Frost is shown crawling away from that scene while Velvet beats Johnson down, as “God” now taking back the chair he set down earlier. He gets back up with said chair in hand, ordering Velvet to get Andy up. She delivers one more hit for good measure before taking Johnson up and holding his arms back, presenting him right Frost via HUGE HEAT from the crowd. Frost pounds the chair off the canvas to just test it out before getting a sick grin on his face, but the crowd starts buzzing all over again, and Paul soon sees why…
Diamond “IT’S CRICA!! THE FRIST WOMEN’S CHAMPION CIRCA IS HERE!!”
She rushes down the ramp and immediately jumps to the apron, where she springboards off the top rope and DRIVES THROUGH VELVET’S FACE WITH THE FLYING KNEE!! With chair in hand, Frost looks to stroke Circa from behind…..NO…..ANDY JOHNSON WITH THE LOW BLOW TO PAUL FROST!!!!!!! Frost grabs at his “yam bags” falling to the canvas in a heap as Circa sends Velvet up & over the top rope to the floor below. Circa looks back over at Andy just to make sure he’s in one piece before looking back to Velvet on the outside. For one final measure, Circa sizes her up before hitting a VAULTING PLANCHA ONTO VELVET…WHO PULLS THE REFEREE ALONGSIDE HER AND ALL THREE GO DOWN!!
Baxter “I’m NOT believing this Derrick.”
The crowd is still buzzing at the developments that have just transpired, and we’re just about to hit overtime. Both Andy & Paul have groggily gotten to their feet, both men taking a good amount of damage, with Johnson hitting Frost with a hard shot to the head before trying to whip him into the ropes, but Paul reverses it and whips Johnson instead. Johnson comes flying right back with the FLYING FOREARM…and both men are down again! Both men are down, the referee is dead on the outside, so there’s no one to execute a KO count...JOHNSON NIPS UP!! He gets the crowd fired up once more, getting pumped up himself. As Frost groggily gets back to his feet and immediately charges right back at Andy…DOUBLE A SPINEBUSTER!! Johnson pulls that move out of his hat and plants Paul back into the canvas, more fired up than ever! He ventures to the top rope now, taking a few seconds to get there while tending to his back. Johnson leaps looking for the DIVING HEADBUTT…FROST BITE!! FROST BITE!! FROST BITE OUT OF NOWHERE TO AN AIRBORNE JOHNSON!!
“HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!”
Andy’s body convulses face down in the middle of the ring, while Frost looks like the image of the chalk outline at a murder scene, but like any great monster Frost is able using the ropes to reach a vertical base and nearly collapses on Johnson…but then he realizes there’s no referee. Frost has to look around, then glance over to the ropes and look over, seeing the referee, who is still down from being absolutely decked by Circa & Velvet. Frost screams at the ref to get up, but to no avail. As Paul wanders back to Johnson who he just looks at with a sick grin, as he is absolutely motionless. “Let me show you how it’s done JUNIOR” Frost then takes both of Johnson’s legs…steps through and…..SHARPSHOOTER!! THE SHARPSHOOTER!!! NOW HE JUST WANTS TO TORTUE JOHNSON!! Andy is in even more pain than before, everything in the match accumulating on him right now. As Johnson is still very lifeless, he tries is best to reach a handout and grab a rope, but Paul has it synched in quite deep! There’s still no referee to see Johnson tap, but Andy just refuses to do anything of the sort. Not again. Frost screams for Johnson to remember how unworthy he is, as Andy’s entire body being contorted in ways it shouldn’t be. But once again, the crowd begins to buzz significantly, as someone’s coming through the crowd…
Baxter “ Can we get SECURITY OUT HERE…A FAN….A FAN IS IN THE RING AND OH MY GOD THE CHIAR….THE CHAIR ACROSS THE BACK OF FROST’S HEAD!!!!!”
There’s an actual stunned silence for the moment as this very big man, his identity covered with the hoodie he’s wearing is standing over the now downed body of Paul Frost who grasps at the back of his head after the hooded man cracked it off of his head like a gun shot. The figure takes his left shoe and like a cook flipping a burger, is able to turn Frost over onto his back. Cameras get a low angle of what’s happening in the ring as the hooded man bends down and removers the hoodie…….
MARCUS ENDERTON
Diamond “It’s Marcus?”
Baxter “Who? It’s looks like a hobo, a hobo from the wrestling federation of hobo’s though.”
Diamond “Anther SINNER who’s come back to beat the hell out of a God. THAT’S who that is.”
“WE DON’T KNOW YOU BUT THANK YOU” *clap clap clap* ‘WE DON’T KNOW YOU BUT THANK YOU”
Endteron looks around the arena before staring down at the body of Frost & SPITS in his face before rolling out of the ring and then sliding the official Ray Ramsey into the middle of the ring. With Marcus pounding on the canvas for the ref to “wake up”, Andy is inching his arm up & over the body of Paul Frost as Ray is barely conscious but can recognize a cover-
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THREE!!!!!
*DING….DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNER….(pop)….of the match…..ANDY…….JOHNSON…….PAGE!!!!!!!!
Diamond “ You talk about a MAIN EVENT the first main event in 2020 and Andy Johnson is able to overcome the DEVIL himself and take the upset victory!!!!!!”
Baxter “ WRONG Derrick, it took THREE……THREE…..SINNER’S IN ORDER TO BEAT GOD!!!!!!”
As Johnson’s theme kicks up over the speakers, we see Endteron sporting a “Paul Frost” kinda grin as he turns his back and makes his exit through the crowd, while Johnson for his part has slide out of the ring and leaning on the guardrail as the official raise his hand in VICTORY with the GOA cheering on the “Everyman”
Diamond” Well that is going to WRAP things up on the first Brawl of 2020, we want to remind everyone to tune into next weeks Brawl talk for the future of HUNTER the MASSIVE announcement’s about the main event of this year’s WrestleWar’s and the WGWF World Championship. We’ll see you back here in TWO weeks for the next Monday night Brawl…..”
Frost: Shut……(looking for breath)……..SHUT OFF THE MUSIC……THIS NIGHT ISN’T OVER YET!!!!!!
HEAT
Diamond “Who gave him a microphone?”
Paul has barely pulled himself up to a vertical base using the ropes for leverage as the Hall of Fame’er grabs at the back of his head checking for blood.
Frost: Marcus….Marcus….OH…MARCUS….you left me BREATHING boy….you left GOD ALIVE….(heat)……big mistake….you son of a bitch….but that’s not what I want….what I DEMAND….this show WILL NOT END….until somebody walks that isle and gives me the THANK YOU I SO RIGHTFULLY EARNED…..WHEN I GAVE THIS PLACE MY MONEY……MY BLOOD….MY SOUL……TO REBUILD. NOW DAMMIT GIVE ME MY THANK YOU AND WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!!
MEGA HEAT
The camera’s keep at the entrance way but there isn’t any sign of life, cameras return to Frost showing “God’s” patience beginning to waver as the anger in his eyes are on full display
Frost: I’M WAITING….MY THANK YOU AND CHAMPIONSHIP NOW…..YOUR GOD DEMANDS IT!!!!!
Diamond” I think God’s taken one to many shots to the head tonight, WAIT….WIAT LOOK OVER THERE!!!!!!”
Baxter “OH NO…..IT CAN’T BE!!!!”
Diamond “BUT IT IS……LISTEN TO THIS CROWD!!!!!”
There’s a MASSIVE POP from this crowd at somebody entering the ring but cameras keep with a shot of Frost face so we can’t see who it is entering the ring.
“THANK YOU….. FROST……you WANKER”
It’s obvious by the facial expression of “fuck me sideways” Frost knows exactly who’s in the ring behind him, he’s slow to turn around and get’s kicked in the gut……
THE WIMBLEDON COMMON….THE STUNNER DELIVERED BY JOCELYN CAMDEN!!!!!!
Frost takes the move like a ton of bricks as he crumbles to the canvas flopping around as Camden back to her feet raises her arms in a victorious return as her theme kicks up across the speakers as this GOA crowd is beyond excited by the Hall of Famer’s return.
“WELCOME BACK” *clap clap clap* “WELCOME BACK”
Diamond “WHAT A WAY TO END THE NIGHT…..CAMDEN COMES BACK AND PUTS DOWN FROST!!!!! GOOD NIGHT!!!!’"
Brawl ends with the final shot of Jocelyn Camden standing tall & posing on the middle rope as the show fades to back.
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL!
03/30/2020
Grand Olympic Auditorium
Los Angeles, California
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After Brawl’s new theme song “Back from the Dead” by Skillet echoes around this capacity crowd with vintage WGWF camera work showing some of the more unique crowd signs…….
“Essex: One ON One in MY BED”, “ Frost ISN’T a GOD”, “How long this Time WGWF?”, “Matt WHO?”, “GREAT 2B BACK….JACK”, “CCP WEED IS LEGIT”
“Ladies and Gentlemen….welcome BACK….to Monday Night….BRAWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL”
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Diamond: Damn that sure as hell felt good to say after over a year away.
Baxter: I couldn’t agree more, why don’t you giv’em anther?
Diamond: Alright, welcome AGAIN to Monday night Brawl where the road to WrestleWar’s Thirteen begins and where this capacity crowd will see the return of some of this sport’s BIGGEST, BADDEST and BEST names we have to offer and…..
“I am a REAL American.”
There’s a MASSIVE POP as those fame guitar crowd rip across the sound systems
Diamond: For Professor Baxter, I’m Derrick Diamond and it sound like we are KICKING things off tonight with our first match in over a year, let’s go to WGWF ring announcer Donald Master’s for our introductions……
Master’s: Ladies and Gentlemen this is YOURRRRRRRRR opening contest (POP) here on Monday Night Brawl! This is a singles match with a fifteen minute time limit, introducing first he is a WGWF Hall of Fame’er…..weighing in at 276 pounds, hailing from Vience Beach California….he is a “REALLLLLL AMERICAN”…..(pop)…..TERRRYYYYYYYY………..BORDEEENNNNNNNNNN!!!!!
"Real American" by Rick Derringer begins to play over the PA. The crowd roars as Real American comes out from the curtain dressed in yellow speedo style trunks, red knee pads, and yellow boots with a shirt that reads "REAL AMERICAN" in red and the shirt is yellow with a red bandana covering his head.
Baxter: You know I HATE to say it Derrick, but damnit all if the world doesn’t feel like it’s right where it belongs w1hen THAT man, that legend, that ICON Terry Borden walks down that WGWF isle.
The Real American comes down the ramp walking up the steel steps and to the ring apron entering the ring. As he enters, he rips off the shirt to a pop from the crowd before tossing his bandana to the crowd which continues to cheer for the hall of fame’er long after his music fades away.
Master’s: And introducing his opponent………
Master’s: Weighing in at 205 pounds, now hailing for Norwich by way of Las Vegas Nevada…..this is…..DORLINGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!
Dorling slowly appears on stage, glass of red wine in hand. As the song kicks in, red and yellow pyro shoot to the sky either side of the ramp and Dorling walks to the ring.
Diamond: Now don’t sleep on this veteran, yes folks at only 34 years of age this man. Dorling made quite the quick impact on his last stint in our industry, back after almost a year later there’s a GREAT chance this man could wrestle circles around anybody in the back and even in the ring in Terry Borden.
There’s a smattering mix of jeers & cheers for Dorling, despite being a “good guy” when you come up against the “GREATEST” guy some are just goanna boo. Not phased in the slightest as he climbs the ring steps and ducks under the top rope, raising his glass to each side of the ring before removing his waistcoat preparing to start.
*Ding…..Ding*
Borden has a look of euphoria, it’s obvious he’s savoring the moment while licking his chops. But as advertised, Dorling’s face is quite stoic, but even so, it isn’t too hard to read, either – he’s incredibly focused, knowing he’s more than an underdog here. He leans out of his corner, his hands on the ropes keeping him up, but as soon as the bell rings, DORLING BURSTS FROM HIS CORNER AND UNLEASHES AN ONSLAUGHT OF BLOWS TO BORDEN!! WOW!! Terry is caught completely off guard, having to throw his hands up over his face as Dorling delivers blow after blow and kick after kick!
Diamond “ You talk about a running start, Dorling with the early and often offensive can he keep this pace up for the entire match?”
Terry is forced right back up into his corner where things don’t get any better, even allowing Dorling to nail him with several SHOULDER THRUSTS TO THE GUT that forces him to drop his defenses even more. This leaves Terry’s face open, allowing Dorling to deliver forearm after punch right to Terry’s nose, then goes right back to the shoulder thrusts that double him over. Dorling takes that chance to SHOOT KICK BORDEN SQUARE IN THE FACE – THREE TIMES!! On the third time, Borden stumbles out of the corner, the crowd white hot for Dorling! Borden is still doubled over and he’s gripping at his jaw, but Dorling doesn’t let up, following the surprised Icon, grabbing at his head, and hitting a STIFF SHIN KICK that pops Terry up, but Dorling grabs at Terry’s head again, bends it back over, and HITS ANOTHER STIFF SHIN KICK! Borden again pops up before doubling back over, gripping at his jaw, but almost as soon as he doubles back over, he backpedals off the ropes and rolls forward…THE ROLLING KIPPOU KICK SQUARE IN THE FACE!! BORDEN IS TAKEN DOWN!!
Baxter “ DESPITE his legendary status, it seems as though the ICON’s fan base can turn over fastest than a LA hooker on the corner of the GOA.”
Terry hits the canvas and rolls to the outside, completely taken out of his game plan here. The smirk he had is long gone and now we see further evidence why. It wasn’t just his jaw he was holding at but his lip. As Terry checks his face, he looks at his thumb and sees that barely two minutes into the contest, his lip is busted! In both disgust and disbelief, Borden rolls his tongue around his mouth to taste what he’s seeing…before nodding his head in angry ‘oh I see how it is’ compliance. Terry slowly climbs up the ring apron, only to be met by Dorling, who tries an ENZEGUIRI, but Borden drops off the apron quickly and causes Dorling to whiff. The keen veteran on his feet after the move, however, seeing Terry again try to approach the ropes…AND LOW DROPKICKS HIM AWAY FROM THE RING LIP! Ray Ramsey is already at a count of four for Finlay, but he stops to ask Dorling to let Terry back in the ring. Dorling looks to do no such thing, as he backs away to rush outside for a BASEBALL SLIDE…NO…BORDEN CATCHES HIM IN THE RING SKIRT!!
Diamond “ Dorling’s caught and now this boy might be taken to school behind the woodshed via THAT man, that ICON, that REAL AMERICAN.”
A trademark Borden maneuver is his first hint of offense in this match, and he uses it to his advantage, CLUBBING HIM RELENTLESSLY IN THE BACK AND BACK OF THE HEAD!! The offensive burst seen by Dorling in the opening minutes is directly fueling this here, as now it’s Terry’s turn to remind Dorling who he is. As much flack as he’s getting from the referee, Terry doesn’t care, dragging Dorling out of the ring skirt but setting up…AND HITS A VERTICAL SUPLEX ON THE OUTSIDE PADDING! Dorling’s body pounds off the outside with a sickening ‘SPLAT, Borden now taking it to Dorling. Terry rolls back into the ring breaking the count before taking the hard-hitting cruiserweight up by the wrist…AND WHIPS HIM RIGHT INTO THE IRON POST!! Dorling’s head whips violently from against the metal, recoiling back a few steps – but right back into Terry’s grasp, who traps him in a rear waistlock and charges forward again…AND CRASHES DORLING’S FACE AGAINST THE POST YET AGAIN!! Borden is in complete control here, as he slides Dorling into the ring and throws a forearm over his face as he covers –1…2…3-NO!!
Diamond “ Certainly Dorling showing some heart and Borden showing a renewed mean streak, we all remember the time he wore black”
Baxter “Hashtag memories for all them young persons out their in TV land.”
Diamond “ The Professor with his pulse on the youth of today and Borden’s BOOT certainly stomping away on the back of Dorling in that ring here tonight”
Dorling throws a shoulder up! He might have a concussion, but he’s not done yet, with Terry having to wipe more blood away from his lips. But it doesn’t look like Borden’s done letting out his rage, as he starts LAYING BOOTS INTO DORLING’S RIBS!! Dorling is desperate to cover up, but Terry’s stomps are all over him, and by the time he has some instant to curl up, Borden has dropped to a knee and is now CLUBBING THE DOWNED DORLING!! He then abruptly takes Dorling back up, whips him into the ropes, and CLOTHESLINES HIM ON THE REBOUND!! Borden with another cover –1…2…NO!! Dorling still has lots of life! Borden takes Dorling up by the head and drags him back to a vertical base. Dorling bursts free from his grip, however, and surprises the “Real American” with a HARD FOREARM SHOT! The blow is hard enough to make Terry backpedal a few steps, but then he turns and charges right back at Dorling with ANOTHER HEAVY CLOTHESLINE!! He goes down hard as Terry lands on his knees from putting his whole body behind that blow, swirling around and covering once again –1…2…NO!!
Baxter “It’s obvious Dorling came BACK for one thing, well maybe two, maybe the chance at the MAIN EVENT at WrestleWar’s and the moment to lift high that WGWF Championship. He could be on his way with a win tonight.”
Diamond “ He HAS to get past Terry first Baxter but for the moment his desire to kick out is upsetting Terry more than ever.”
Terry lets out an aggravated growl before rolling Dorling onto his stomach and wrapping his legs up in a cross-legged position. He then sits on top and leans over a bit and starts pulling up on Dorling’s chin, turning this into a CROSS-LEGGED CHIN LOCK or perhaps even a modified Regal Stretch. Whatever you’d call it, Dorling is struggling to get out of it, his body being contorted and leaving him in a very difficult situation. Terry talks a little bit of trash, telling him to give up, but Dorling pounds his fists against the canvas and refuses. He then takes his hands and pries Terry’s hands off his face, working his way back up…and finally forces Borden off of his legs! Now back to a completely vertical base, Borden stops his rising momentum by again clubbing him in the back of the neck, then catching him in a rear waistlock. Dorling hits a standing switch and now grapples behind Borden and takes him up & over with snap modified German suplex!!!!!!! Terry uses his ring presence to roll away from the center of the ring a bit, sitting up near the ropes allowing DORLING TIME TO RUN OFF THE HOPES…AND HE NAILS HIM WITH A RUNNING BOOT THAT SENDS BORDEN THROUGH THE ROPES TO THE FLOOR!! A massive kick that topples the heavyweight before him! Dorling has to brace himself against the ropes he kicked Terry so hard, the “real American” is having to clutch his head as he tumbles along the padding. The beating shoe looks to be back on Dorling’s feet, and with an opponent outside, Dorling watches Terry as he tries to recover, rushing to the other side of the ring and measuring it up…SASUKE SPECIAL!! SASUKE SPECIAL!! THE TUMBLING NO-HAND TOPE ATTACK CONNECTS!!
Diamond “High RISK and an even HIGHER REWARD. Dorling and Borden looking to STEAL the show on the first Brawl of 2020!!!!”
Dorling is winded hear as he’s able to just barley roll Terry into the ring, before sliding under the bottom rope breaking the count. As Dorling catches his break a close up look shows Terry lip possibly got worse on that kick to the face. Dorling’s got a look of frustration now, the only notable difference on his face other than being pumped up. As Dorling takes the downed Borden and catches him in a front headlock, trying to hoist him to a vertical base. He then grabs Terry’s wrist and tries to whip him into the ropes, but the whip is reversed and on the rebound, Borden BEHEADS DORLING WITH A DISCUS CLOTHESLINE!! MERCY!! Just like that, the momentum is back with Borden, but Dorling is able to roll to his feet, but as he does and charges back at Terry, the Icon lifts up and HITS HIM WITH A HUGE BIG BOOT!!
Baxter “I wanna change my pick Derrick, I’m a REAL American all the way BROTHER.!!!!!!”
Diamond “Change your pick to Chicken Buu for all I care, BORDEN WITH THE BIG BOOT THIS ONE IS OVER!!!!!
Borden drops down for another cover –
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What’s that? Dorling kicks out at one! The crowd pops for the gesture, but Terry is understandably confused. He’s so confused, he allows Dorling to quickly get back to his feet, shake his head out. He then sets himself in his ready pose and lets out an angry roar much to the crowd’s delight. Borden though isn’t intimidated, rushing back at Dorling, only to get a BACK KICK to the gut! Terry doubles over and drops to a knee quickly, but he gets back to both feet just as fast. Still having trouble standing vertically, Dorling takes the opportunity to lift a leg high…AND CRACK BORDEN IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH A FEINT ROUNDHOUSE!! Terry is reduced to a knee now, allowing Dorling to turn back and rebound off the ropes…SAMOAN DROP!! SAMOAN DROP! Terry’s power again stops Dorling’s momentum right as it starts again, another cover on the way –1…2…NO!! Dorling throws up another shoulder and in one quick motion, pulls himself up right back to his feet, his fists still clenched and his eyes still burning! Terry answer’s Dorling with a HARD FOREARM SMASH, turning Dorling away. But he turns right back towards Borden with a SHOOT KICK TO THE MIDSECTION! Terry momentarily plays to his ribs, but he’s back up and SMASHES WITH ANOTHER FOREARM! But Dorling responds with ANOTHER SHOOT KICK! The two are going at it back and forth –
YAY!!
YAY!!
YAY!!
YAY!!
YAY!!
Diamond “These fans are cheering for EVERYTHING these two are giving one anther.”
YAY!!
YAY!!
YAY!!
OOOOoooooOOOOOHHH…
Y A Y
Dorling forces Terry to another knee…rebounds…AND HITS BORDEN WITH THE DORBREAK!! The left footed-to-roundhouse SUPERKICK clocks Terry right in the back of the head, Dorling now going for his first successful fall –
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*DING…..DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNER…(pop)….of this match as a result of a PINFALL…….DORLLLLLLLING!!!!!!!!!!
Diamond: You talk about a barn burner of an opening contest, Dorling and Terry Borden TORE down and then rebuilt the GOA in record time with that one.
Dorling’s theme kicks up on the speakers but just before the official goes to raise his hand, a still very bruised Terry Borden interjects. Still on spaghetti legs Terry offer’s his hand to Dorling who pauses and then ACCEPTS!!!!!!!
POP
The fans cheer even louder as Terry is the one to raise Dorling’s hand in victory, holding his lower back Terry still applauds his victor this evening. Quickly Dorling departs from Borden, standing on the far left turnbuckle and raising his arms in victory, Turning his head to the side reveling that sly smile, Dorling see’s Terry trying to exit the ring which he quickly stops waving a finger in Terry’s face……
“No, not yet. Just ONE drink.”
Dorling waves over to a ringside stagehand who hands off a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses, there’s POP from this crowd.
Baxter: HAPPY HOUR…WOOOOOHOOOOOO!!!!!
Dorling begins generously pouring one for Terry & one for himself as the two “clink” glasses in the center of the ring and toast to the opening bought as once again this capacity crowd celebrates the moment as cameras return to ringside where both Diamond & Baxter are seated.
Brawl Block Party
Diamond: Well like we said earlier….WE’RE BACK and after that match here to stay, of course this marks the FIRST Brawl on the roads to the WrestleWar’s Thirteen and it takes place in the home of the WGWF the Grand Olympic Auditorium.
Baxter: And since the announcement of this monumental return to the GOA on March 20th, ONLY ten days ago we were SOLD OUT in a matter of minutes so, that said we want to take you outside the GOA where a WGWF Monday Night Brawl BLOCK PARTY is going on with our very own backstage reporter Denise Essex!!!!
Cameras fade out from the inside of the sold-out GOA and head out tonto the street, which has been turned into the largest block party in recent memory. From balloon arches, banners, multiple viewing platforms, bbq’s and of course the WGWF universe in full effect. Cameras are able to find Denise Essex in this sea of humanity closest to the loading bay door’s of the GOA.
Essex’s: Hi Derrick, Baxter well as you can ALL see the WGWF universe has come out in force to be apart of the first stop on the road to WrestleWar’s. In fact the street is so packed we could only get out of the back door here in LA and give you a fe wide shots of everybody enjoying themselves and look….hey look over there……….
Cameras catch the glimpse of WGWF star John Tolly existing out of a car in the load bay, a smile on his face along with his gym bag over his shoulder. Tolly dressed in a simple jack/jean combo is spotted by this crowd who begin a surprising chant of his name. He can’t help but be attracted to the sudden interest as he walks over to a part of the large crowd gathered around one of the viewing stages, Denise is there to meet him.
Diamond “John Tolly, a man who only had a short run in the fed the last time, seemed to have turned enough heads to get a second chance at greatness under our banner and this crowd certainly seems to remember.”
Baxter “ We’re sure it’s the same guy? I mean he’s all smiles and the last time well, those smiles we’re certainly VILE.”
Essex: John, hey John, excuse me….John Tolly could we get a word?
John taking a few “selfies” turns to Denise
Tolly: Sure what can I……
Essex:WATCH OUT!!!!!!
From the outdoor crowd Tolly is BLINDSIDES VIA A LEAD PIPE!!!!!!!!!
Diamond “What in the HELL?”
It’s a panic as a portion of this crowd runs in every direction, the camera is shaky, but it does catch a man dressed in black wearing a skull bandanna jumping the outdoor rail and holding the lead pipe. The masked man drops the object as he jumps all over the body of Tolly. Closed fists, kicks and elbow drops are reigned down mostly on the concrete at this point, but they do hit their mark. His brown hair a mess this masked man finally drops the bandana to reveal his identity………
Baxter “It’s the X-EFFECT…..BRIAN CADY!!!!!!”
Cady lands a few cheap kicks to Tolly’s midsection before grabbing a handful of the grey/blond locks dragging John over to the corner of the loading bay where he’s thrown into the side of a dumpster. His skull bouncing off it’s steel sides. Cady can’t help but let loose a chuckle before unload a boot to Tolly’s face off screen.
“Come on JOHNNNNNNNN, huh look at you. PATHETIC really John, you’re here LESS than one day and you’ve got them cheering YOU……YOU OVER ME……AGAIN!!!!!!”
Diamond “What is Brian refereeing to……and….OH GOOD GOD NO!!!!!!”
Cady hoisting the lifeless body of Tolly up onto his shoulder high and almost a modified version of a “Razor’s Edge” sends Tolly FACE FIRST THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD OF HIS RENTAL CAR!!!!!!!!!
Baxter “Talk about SHATTERED dreams, Derrick.”
Tolly’s left leg convulsions, the only movement in this hideous and vicious attack we finally see an army of WGWF backstage officials, referee’s and even arena security looking to limit the remaining collateral damage this has caused.
Diamond “Well finally somebody got off their ass AFTER the damage was already done. There’s MORE to this attack, I can feel it in my bones.”
Baxter “Which is MORE feeling than John might have. Let’s take a break and maybe we’ll find out”
***Commercial Break***
Cameras return after the break getting anther glimpse of this jubilant crowd before fading into the ring where the “King of eXtreme” Johnny O’Bom is warming up awaiting his opponent for the evening.
Diamond: We’re back folks after that disturbing backstage assault perpetrated by a returning Brian Cady on John Tolly. We’ve been able to confirm that Cady like the scolded dog he is an from the scene while Tolly was said to be aware of his surroundings as he’s been sent out to a local medical facility for observation and we’ll bring you any news as it comes…..
Baxter: Hold that though Derrick, YOUR’S and MINE, the QUEEN HAS ARRIVED!!!!!!!
Through the creeping fog on stage, Alyce Starchylde makes her re-emergence on Brawl, along with that distinct & disturbing distain she carries towards the WGWF universe as well. Microphone in hand and with hate in her heart Alyce slowly brings the mic up to her ruby red lips……..
Starchylde: Awwwww, BOOOHOOO…….that poor old man got assaulted by anther poor LESS old and WAY LESS talented other man…..booohoooo…..(heat)…….shut up…..(heat)……I didn’t come back here to please any of your miscreants…….
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Starchylde: What did I stump you? Huh? Did the QUEEN just utter syllables that FAILED to pierce though your THICK SKULLS!!!!!!
HEAT
Starchylde: Good than you all have the slightest understanding about how I’ve felt ever since coming into the WGWF, constantly confused and condemned to this mediocrity existence. If I’m being honest it’s that WGWF that I stand in now is the one that’s through the looking glass of bat shit insanity!!!!!! But….but all of that’s about to change with the RETURN of the QUEEN….(heat)…..see I want this Matt Hopkins, this General Manager, this Board of Directors, those Powers that Be or whatever homeless mental patient who’s running this place….(heat)….I want them to watch what I do to that piece of shit left by the white rabbit in the center of the ring. I want you to take note and get those nameplates ready because when the moment arrives, YOU ARE ALL LOOKING AT THE NEXT WGWF WORLD CHAMPION!!!!!!
Baxter: She certainly doesn’t LACK the confidence.
Diamond: Yes and she certainly LACKS any reason or common sense most of the time, Alyce Starchylde is certainly back on the hunt for the gold that has alluded her since her debut back in 2017. Let’s send things over to Donald Master’s for wrestler’s introductions here……..
Donald Master’s: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL…..(pop)….with a fifteen minute time limit, first already in the weighing in at 240 pounds, this is the “KING OF EXTREME”…..JOHHNNNNNY……O’BOMMMMMMMM!!!!!
The smattering of cheer’s are peppered throughout the arena as Johnny raises his arm in the air.
Donald Master’s: And his opponent, she hails from Hollywood California….(heat)…..this is ALYCE STARCHYLDE!!!!!!!
There’s an undercurrent of cheers drowned out by mainly jeers at this point with Starchylde sliding into the ring and flipping off any fan resentment with a “talk to the hand” jester as the opening bell is rung.
*Ding……Ding*
Alyce doesn’t want to waste any time here, immediately jumping on Johnny and wildly clubbing on the cruiserweight, Alyce gets from off her knees and starts stomping on Johnny’s neck area, forcing him to roll onto his back before taking his surgically repaired knee and puts it on the middle rope. Alyce then backs up a few steps and launches herself over the fallen O’Bom…and throws her entire body onto the leveraged injured knee!!
Baxter “ I guess Alyce isn’t getting paid by the hour here.”
Diamond “ She co-main evented the LAST WrestleWar’s so there’s a reason why, this destructive and devious jezebel showing no mercy early on here.”
Alyce sickly smiles as she gets from off the middle rope before turning towards the downed O’Bom with a cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Johnny won’t go down so early! Starchylde then rabidly pulls O’Bom to his feet only to whip him violently into a corner, where she follows him and bashes him with a full-speed elbow that Johnny groggily drifts out of the corner from right back into Starchylde clutches with a high-angle backdrop. Alyce tries for another cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Starchylde doesn’t have time to be disappointed as she brings O’Bom back to his feet yet again and puts him in a front headlock, but before she can execute anything, Johnny starts bashing at her ribs. Alyce is forced to let go, as this gives Johnny a moment to run towards the ropes & rebounding off and hitting Starchylde with a spinning headscissors that send Starchylde …right onto the middle rope! Johnny looks to dial it up early…619…NO!! Starchylde dodges the move entirely, sending Johnny all the way around and standing on the apron. Alyce then sees an opportunity…leaps…SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB TO THE OUTSIDE!!! WOW!!
Baxter “ It’s the heir apparent that Starchylde is certainly taking out all the RAGE and RUTHLESSNESS she has had building up since loosing the chance at becoming champion and poor old Johnny O’Bom is the lamb off to the slaughter of the Queen of BLACK Hearts.”
O’Bom takes a flat bump to the outside, the crowd roaring for that move. Alyce herself has to lean against the ring skirt to take in what she just did, very marginal ‘HOLY SHIT’ chants going on in small numbers. But Starchylde isn’t done picking Johnny apart, and quickly takes him and throws him into the steel ring steps, knee first! O’Bom goes flipping over the steps, letting out cries of agony in his knee. She grabs Johnny and forces her knee into his gut before Irish whipping him, but Johnny ducks under a clothesline attempt, and slingshots off the second rope…launching himself with a springboard crossbody!! He flattens Starchylde underneath himself for a cover – 1…2…3-NO!! It goes on!! Johnny tries to bring Alyce to her feet, but Starchylde pushes him away, we can see the impact flares up Johnny’s well-documented knee issues. He takes a moment to tend to it while Alyce very wearily gets to her feet. Johnny looking to go “all in” here…..springboards off the top rope…UNICORN STAMPPED !!!......CODEBREAKER….THE CODE CREAKER!!!!! Alyce’s Unicorn Stampede….the Code Breaker in mid-air to from Starchylde to O’Bom!!
Diamond “It’s OVER, that Codebreaker of Alyce’s has put better men and women away and here’s the cover…..ONE……TWO….THREE!!!!!”
*DING….DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNER of the match…..ALYCE STARCHYLDE!!!!!!!
HEAT
Diamond: And Johnny is no different, Alyce is certainly a contender and perhaps the favorite to fill the currently vacated WGWF Champion…..now….why would she do that?
The HEAT continues as Alyce stands to her feet, turning around and does a “wipe the feet” on the welcome matt motion implying that Johnny is said welcome matt. That vile smile grows as Alyce, enjoying her victory walks up halfway up the ramp and almost like a stage performer takes an exaggerated bow. Before turning around and
B L A C K O U T
Diamond: What on earth?
Baxter: One day, less than one day and WGWF forgot to pay the electricity bill.
Diamond: OH MY!!!!!!!
There’s a MASSIVE POP via the WGWF Universe and a massive scowl on the face of Starchylde who looks up on the titantron where the WGWF Hall of Fame’er TRISTAN SLATER is live to the entire world on Monday night Brawl.
Slater: Did you think that the GLORIOUS one would MISS this chance to return to the WGWF?
MEGA POP
Slater: I’ll keep this short and sweet…….(Slater reaches down and pulls up one of his WGWF Championships)……I’m tried of looking at this replica, I’m coming back to the WGWF to reclaim MY GOLD….Gold a certain Queen has and will NEVER HOLD….(pop)…… as long as the Glorious one is here. Congrats on the win Alyce, I’ll make sure to kick your ass even faster the next time we met, princess.
Slater’s video ends with a wink to Alyce, as Starchylde is left screaming in frustration on the entrance way
Baxter: What a poor WINNER, Derrick we know Tristan beat Alyce why rub it in?
Diamond: To quote a more successful man, because Baxter it’s GLORIOUS to do so.
***Commercial Break***
Diamond: Thank you for joining us back here on the FIRST Monday night Brawl on the road to WrestleWar’s from the SOLD OUT GOA here in down town Los Angeles. In fact, this Brawl is SO HUGE it’s spilled out onto the streets as Brawl is having a block party and just moments ago fans both inside and outside witnessed a GLORIOUS return of sorts…….
We get a side by side video screen of both inside & outside the GOA where just moments ago Alyce Starchylde and the rest of the WGWF universe saw the return of the “Glorious” Tristian Slater
Slater: I’ll keep this short and sweet…….(Slater reaches down and pulls up one of his WGWF Championships)……I’m tried of looking at this replica, I’m coming back to the WGWF to reclaim MY GOLD….Gold a certain Queen has and will NEVER HOLD….(pop)…… as long as the Glorious one is here. Congrats on the win Alyce, I’ll make sure to kick your ass even faster the next time we met, princess.
Slater’s video ends with a wink to Alyce, as Starchylde is left screaming in frustration on the entrance way
The screen then changes backstage where the words during the break are shown with a very angry & upset Alyce walking backstage, pushing & shoving anybody in her way as Essex’s looks for a comment.
Essex: Alyce…. Alyce….hey Alyce could we get a comment regarding Tristan's return and…….
Alyce makes a beeline towards Denise showing the WGWF reporter to the ground along with the camera man, screaming as he bumps into a man she can’t push over she kicks him in the legs shouting
Starchylde: PISS ANT PESANTS, MOVE FOR YOUR QUEEN. UGH!!!!!!!!!! I’M MORE THAN GLORIOUS
With Alyce walking off into the distance the man she couldn’t push over to revile himself to be WGWF Hall of Fame’er……JOHN GAMBINO!!!!!!!!!
MEGA POP
Gambino: Peasant, it’s not like I’m Nick Ryan, besides I thought I was at least a prince.
John reaches down and helps up the camera man before extending his hand and gently stands Denise back up to her feet.
Baxter: WOW…..John GAMBINO…..BACK in the WGWF. I’m not believing this night so far.
Diamond: You better believe that ANYONE or ANYTHING can happen on the road to WrestleWar’s and speaking about not just anyone, but the CURRENT spokesperson of WGWF management and the man helming the return of this great federation. Matt Hopkins is standing in the middle of HIS ring with a major announcement…….
A Return to Religion?
With Hopkins standing in the center of the ring and ready to bring the microphone back up to his lips a spontaneous & yet well-earned chant begins echoing around the GOA.
“Welcome Back” *clap clap clap*”Welcome Back” *clap clap clap* “Welcome Back”
“Thank You MATT” *clap clap clap* “THANK YOU MATT” *clap clap clap* “THANK YOU MATT”
“Welcome Back” *clap clap clap*”Welcome Back” *clap clap clap* “Welcome Back”
“Thank You MATT” *clap clap clap* “THANK YOU MATT” *clap clap clap* “THANK YOU MATT”
Hopkins: Alright….alright…alright from the bottom of MY heart this means more than any of you could ever understand. To stand BACK in this ring, in THIS building and in front of ALL OF YOU…….hell it’s I you should be THANKING EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU!!!!!!
MASSIVE POP
Hopkins: I know for a FACT that each and every member of that WGWF roster in the back would personally like to extend the deepest and greatest THANK YOU to each and every member of the WGWF universe sitting in these stands, watching out on that street and everywhere else around the globe. Because SPOILER without ANY of you here tonight, we would just be doing a show in an empty arena and how DUMB would that be?
POP
Hopkins: With THAT out of the way, I wanted to come out here earlier in the show and it hit me. I shouldn’t, because NOBODY ever came to see Matt Hopkins….unless I was wrestling in this very ring….no….nobody wanted to see Matt Hopkins in a suit stand in the middle of this ring and talk and talk and then talk some more basically SUCKING the very life out of each and every one of you. You ALL came to see some WRESTLING….(pop)….and DAMMIT that’s what should and WILL ALWAYS kick off these shows….WRESTLING….(pop)….Dorling and Terry FREAK-EN Borden set fire to this place….didn’t’ they?
MEGA POP
Hopkins: So I want to keep the action going, I want to continue to watch OUR universe cheer and jeer the hero’s and villain’s that populate this ring and wrestle as only the WGWF stars know how…..as the BEST IN THE WORLD!!! (cheap POP). So I stand here tonight to announce that at WrestleWar’s Thirteen from the worlds SECOND most famous arena…..Madison Square Garden in New York City the WGWF will see…..Andy Johnson?
Diamond “What?”
Baxter “That was a LAME announcement, Matt”
Hopkins: No that wasn’t my announcement but that sure as hell is Andy John sitting here live and in person here at Monday Night Brawl, now there is a SUPERSTAR that certainly deserves a THANK YOU epically after the LAST WrestleWar’s when that young man, beat the hell out of WGWF Hall of Fame’er Chris Page….(MIXED POP) and EARNED a victory on the GRANDEST stage. Andy….Andy…..stand up and take a bow….WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
It's obvious the “Every man” Andy Johnson wasn’t expecting to be seen and stand up very modestly raising his arm in the air and taking a bow as the GOA responds in kind.
“Thank You Andy” *clap clap clap* “Thank You Andy”
“ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH”
“Thank You Andy” *clap clap clap* “Thank You Andy”
“ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH”
“ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH”
“ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH” *clap clap clap* “ONE MORE MATCH”
Baxter” Somehow I’m NOT totally against that idea”
Diamond “NOBODY in their right mind would be, Andy Johnson PAGE is a giant killer and a giant killer could easily become a GIANT in the WGWF World Championship picture. “
Hopkins: Alright, alright I think WE ALL get the message and while Andy hasn’t signed a contract…(heat)….JUST YET….(mild pop)…..Andy the door is ALWAYS open.
Cameras catch Andy mouthing “Thank You”
Hopkins: And now the announcement about the WGWF Championship…(pop)….and the MAIN EVENT….at WrestleWar’s which will be…….
“THIS IS GOD’S HOUSE”
Diamond “Oh NO!”
Baxter “The word you’re looking for is HALLELUJIAH!”
The lights dim to a near black out and this crowd raises it’s distain in one MASSIVE HEAT WAVE as the teal lights blink as smoke fills the stage from above & below billowing as below the stage rise out both Kenneth Ridge & Ryan Dusk each dressed back in their signature long flowing black trench coasts as from the side of the stage out crawls ever so suggestively Velvet draped by her jet black hair and adorned in leather & lace. With that a BLINDING white light baths the entrance way and then standing in it’ silhouette is none other than the “Man dressed in white” ….
G O D
PAUL FROST
Slowly and without even hearing this fans chant for his head on a pike, the WGWF Hall of Fame’er leads his “Extinction” members down towards ringside, once there Velvet demands a microphone from a stage hand as Ridge & Dusk each pull open the middle rope as Frost with Velvet in hand walk up the steel steps as each step though the middle rope and stand just mere feet away from Hopkins in the ring. Frost wearing his signature three-piece white suit along with black & silver cane very much hands it off to Velvet with a kiss on the hand before taking the microphone up to his lips……
Frost (not even looking at Hopkins instead he keeps his eyes focused on his followers):….ten days……ten days……ten days….and already you’ve SINNED….(heat)….against me……NOT these people…..no….see I gave up saving SINNERS…(more heat)….along time ago……what I offer those TRULY worthy of MY….the LORDS time….the chance at redemption……salvation but most of all I offer PARADISE for the simplest of acts of devotion….ALL I have EVER asked is for those few, to put their TRUST in GOD….(heat)….to have FAITH in FROST!!!!!
MEGA HEAT
Diamond “ I did NOT miss this.”
Frost: And YOU…..(Paul raises his head and points directly towards Matt Hopkins)……you’ve done that on multiple occasions….YOU……NOT Adam Barker…(mixed POP)….you put your FAITH in FROST back in 2007 in this very arena when you welcomed me into the WGWF…….back in 2008 when you put your FAITH in FROST when it came to the WGWF World’s Championship…….and just ten days ago…..you again put YOUR FAITH IN FROST…….when you prayed to G…..O…..D…..
HEAT
Frost: Your and ALL OF THESE PEOPLE….(heat) in that audience…in those streets, ALL THEM BOYS & GALS IN THE BACK and the MILLIONS WATCHING AT HOME…..they ALL had their prayer’s answered when YOU put your FAITH IN FROST and took MY money NOT to resurrect that worn down, disgusting whore of the old WGWF….(heat)….instead you took MY money and promised to BIRTH a new WGWF……..MY……..WGWF!!!!!!
MEGA HEAT
Frost: But yet here we are Matt and in JUST TEN DAYS…..you’ve forgotten your place in MY Eden, in MY company….(heat)……now don’t get it twisted….I’m not looking to be the “man” around here….I’m already G……O…..D!!!!!
HEAT
Frost: What I’m looking for here Matt and from ANYONE ELSE within the sound of MY voice……a thank you.
Baxter “Huh?”
Diamond “He wants a thank you? You know I don’t know if it’s because I smoked something funny, but a thank you after all the money he reportedly gave over. It’s not much of a stretch.”
Hopkins: Thank you? That’s all you want.
Velvet gently pulls the microphone over to her lips
Velvet: If GOD…(heat)…asks for a thank you than you give him a THANK YOU!
Frost (Frost gently takes back the microphone and gently carcasses the side of Velvet’s cheek): Hush child, thank you for your faith. Now Matt do as your GOD ask’s and THANK ME.
Hopkins: Sure, Paul Frost on behalf of everybody in the WGWF. For your sole contributions in helping to rebirth a NEW World Global Wrestling Federation…..THANK YOU!!!!!!
Frost (That vile smile of Frost creeps across his face.): Very good Matt, MY faith in a servant such as yourself has never wavered……. NOW…..the second part.
Hopkins: The second part?
Frost: Yes, as the FAITHFUL servant you have always proven to be, as a GIFT to your one and only LORD & SAVIOR……(heat)….you will get on bended knee and…..
AWARD ME THE WGWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!!
MASSIVE HEAT
Diamond “And here comes that greedy son of a bitch.”
Hopkins: That was NEVER part of the deal Paul, you and everybody else EARN their championship matches here.
Frost: Hopkins (Frost lets loose a chuckle), you may have made a deal with G…..O…..D…..(heat)…. but YOU shook the DEVILS hand and the devil always has a price. Now you can either pay MY price in gold or I can extract it in PAIN!
With that Frost merely nods towards Hopkins as both Ridge & Dusk as they look to advance on Matt Hopkins…
UNTIL ANDY JOHNSON SLIDES INTO THE RING AND STANDS IN FRONT OF HOPKINS!!!!!!
Baxter “ This is getting GOOD…..OHHHHH YESSSSSSS”
Frost stops Ridge & Dusk advancement as that sly smile creeps back into frame.
Frost: Now what’s this? Huh? Answer me Andy, what I am looking at here? Because just moments ago these SINNERS (heat) were calling for your return. So I’m I standing in the ring with the WRESTLER Andy Johnson Page…..(pop)…..or I’m I looking at a FORMER wrestler looking to relive his glory years Andy Johnson Page or is God looking into the eyes of a misguided SPECTATOR, (heat) who’s trespassing in MY ring and about to get his ASS KICKED (heat), before spending the night in the local jail?
Baxter “Decisions, Decisions, Decision’s Andy.”
Andy (taking the microphone from Hopkins): Neither Paul, alright I didn’t mean this. Okay just lay off Matt he’s a good friend. I’m sure you’ll be in the main event of WrestleWar’s again (heat). I just don’t want any trouble. So I’m leaving…….
Frost extends his arm preventing Andy from moving.
Frost: No your NOT, I’ve asked you a question boy……GOD…..(heat)…..demands an answer……but maybe I’ve asked the wrong question…….I remember the last time we met….it was I…saving you…..right in this ring…..God gave you shelter that night….saving you from Chris and now…..now when I look into your eyes Andy I see two men…..I can see than man DESPERATE for saving….DESPERATE for a father who would never abandon and never abuse….I see you looking for SALVATION…..and then…..I see…..I see a man a man so angry….I can see an inferno in you….a man looking to fight again….one giant wasn’t enough….you want to beat a GOD.
POP
Frost (grinning): Well Andy tonight’s YOUR chance, the choice of a lifetime is in your hands this evening son. You can EITHER put YOUR FAITH in FROST……(heat)…..and allow the LORD to SAVE you on a path towards paradise in MY Eden….
Or
You can FIGHT…(POP)….ME….. YOU CAN BATTLE…...a…… G……O…….D…..(heat) in the very ring tonight and spend eternity BURNING in the fires of your misguided desire’s.
“KICK HIS ASS”…..”KICK HIS ASS”…..”KICK HIS ASS”
Hopkins: Paul I don’t think……..
Frost: Save it Matt, the World Title can wait…..tonight I’m offering an invitation to this man, all expensive paid….be it a trip to HEAVEN or the HOSPITAL…..either way THIS IS HAPPENING TONIGHT ANDY!!!!
“YES.”…….”YES”…….”YES”.…..”YES”…….”YES”
Frost: Faith or Fight, Andy it will be you and me in the MAIN EVENT, in fact just you and me, none of my followers will be ringside. And I’ll give you the chance to think about it in your seat as you’ll get to witness FAITH in action as Dusk and Ridge feast on the flesh of the unfaithful and that match is next.
Frost drops his microphone and walks over to the ring ropes opening them as Hopkins nods towards Andy who keeps his microphone and walks through the open ropes, his eyes never taken off of Frost who chuckles as Andy takes his seat as the Extinction take the ring as Frost walk towards the entrance way.
Diamond “What is going on here tonight? Will Andy fight Frost or join him?”
Baxter” I’d join him, and we’ll join this match just after this break here on Monday night Brawl.”
Diamond “What about the announcement, dammit?”
***Commercial Break***
Donald Master’s: The following TAG TEAM bought is scheduled for ONE FALL…. with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first accompanied to the ring by Velvet…(heat)….standing to my left they weigh in at a combined weight of 529 pounds, RYAN DUSKKKKKKK…..(heat)….and KENNETH…RIDGGGEEEEE….(more heat)….they are the EXTINCTION!!!!!!!!!
MEGA HEAT
Master’s: And introducing there opponents, they weigh in tonight at a combined 422 pounds, hailing from the Country o' Crunk…(pop)….they are…..BILLLLLLL…….and……..TEDDDDDDD…..THE DANCING DUDES!!!!!!
POP
The lights darken as dance lights illuminate the entrance way, blasts of smoke colored via the lights engulf the entrance way as soon enough the DANCING DUDES….Bill & Tedd walk out on stage. There’s something different, instead of smiles the two dash down to the ring as Ridge & Dusk exit the ring as the Dudes music begins to fade as the lights come back on.
Diamond: If your new to the WGWF than your in for some first rate tag team action as ALL four of these men have battled one anther numerous times. In fact with that “HOLY” Jezebel at ringside, Velvet was once the manager of the Dancing Dudes before…..
Baxter: Before she found….GOD……before she found Frost and is now living her BEST life, Derrick we should all be so lucky.
On the outside after speaking with Velvet Ridge & Dusk stop to throw off their coats, only for Bill & Tedd to leap through the ropes with immediate suicide dives!! We’re underway in an explosive way!!
*Ding….Ding*
The Dancing Dudes, showing a great deal of aggression early with that explosive opening! This sets things off with a brawl all over the outside between the four men, The Extinction gaining the upper hand on their reckless opponents. Bill is taken by Dusk and whipped violently into some steel ring steps, but Tedd is able to back off Ridge before assaulting Dusk with a hard clothesline. As Ridge reproaches, he gets a sharp uppercut throat thrust for his troubles from Tedd, followed quickly by Tedd getting on all fours, Bill rushing, leaping off his back, and executing a beautiful aided hurricanrana! Bill & Ted slide back into the ring, fully on fire here, the crowd fully behind them and being the aggressors on two of the most aggressive men on the roster. The ref tells them only one of them can be legal, as the Extinction try to enter the ring and start another brawl, but are told the same. We have to start an actual match here.
Diamond “The HISTORY & HATRED are all here in this ring making for an EXPLOSIVE confederation.”
Dusk wants to kick it off against Bill, who is still feeling the fire from moments ago. Dusk tries to steam it with a lock-up, but Bill swiftly avoids it and begins clubbing Dusk wildly on the back, forcing Ryan to get down on one knee. Bill keeps swinging, so it forces Ryan down to all fours. Bill uses this time to back up a few steps before charging and nailing Dusk in the face with a low front dropkick! Bill with a white-hot cover – 1…2…NO!! The Extinction won’t go down so easily at all! Bill does drag Dusk’s body over, however, and tags in Tedd, who leaps over immediately with a vaulting leg drop onto Ryan’s neck! He’s got a cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Dusk still won’t go down early! The fiery Dancing Dude Tedd doesn’t waste time after the near fall, grabbing Ryan by the head and attempting to pull him to his feet. But beating on the cage door awakens the beast, as Dusk comes to life by abruptly lifting Tedd up and smashing him into a vacant corner. Dusk traps the cornered Dancing Dude and gives him hard knee to the gut after hard knee to the gut, showing his own vengeful and aggressive side here. The ref tells him to get him out of the corner, so Ryan obliges and tosses him across the ring into his corner, where Ridge is seething in waiting for the tag. Both men lift Ted above their heads before dropping his gut on both their knees!! The target on the gut of Ted continues with a cover – 1…2…3-NO! Tedd won’t go down quickly either! Ridge doesn’t seem to mind, as he gets to beat the hell out of Tedd as a result. He lifts Tedd back to his feet before delivering a chaffing CHOP(Woooooo!) to the chest of the Dancing Dude that forces him to cover his pecs, turning his back to Ridge. Kenneth takes this chance to sock Ted in the kidney with a hard knee before locking in an abdominal stretch. The continued pressure to Tedd’s midsection is noted, as Ted tries to reach into his corner in vein. Bill tries to get some claps going, getting the crowd to cheer on Ted to get out of things. As Ted seems to be filling with energy from the GOA, Ridge takes one of his arms and starts driving it into the kidney of Ted repeatedly before just leaving it there to dig into his skin, stopping any attempt at gathering momentum. The dude just collapses, but Ridge follows him to the mat and pulls him back up by his hair and turns him back towards him, quickly nailing a gutwrench suplex! Ridge with another cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Ted still with some fight!
Baxter “There might be something different about the Dudes alright, instead of going down on the first fall they might just loose on the second.”
The continued target of Ted’s midsection is again honed in on, as Ridge goes right back to an abdominal stretch, albeit a grounded one this time. Bill is quick to try and enter the ring this time and stop it, but the referee intercepts him. While that goes on, Dusk takes the opportunity to run by and kick Tedd in the back of the head. He quickly exits, as Ridge adjusts his grip to that of a bearhug on Ted. As he rises to his feet with the hold intact, Tedd begins feeling the crowd and begins fighting, scratching, and clawing his way free before finally breaking the vicegrip. He puts both men on the ground with a high, but well aimed dropkick, causing both men to crawl to their corners. Ted is crawling and belly flops in order to get the hot tag on Bill before Ridge can tag, causing Bill to jump into the ring and knock Dusk off the apron. Ted is still in the ring with Bill, as he lifts Ridge into a powerbomb position, while Ted climbs to the top rope…GROVE ON!!! THE TOP ROPE LEG DROP/POWER BOMB COMBO!!! WOW!! The Dancing Dudes nail a joint maneuver, leaving Bill cover Ridge – 1…2…NO!!!!!! RYAN DUSK explodes into the ring, smashing Bill with a hard clothesline, then following up with a hard blow to the gut of Ted, getting him out of the ring. Ridge has rolled to the apron, leaving Dusk as the legal man. As Ryan stomps furiously on Bill, trying to extinguish any sort of fire that the Dudes have built here tonight. He then takes Bill onto his shoulders before dropping him across the top rope, his ribs crunching off the iron post. He throws Bill off the top following that, looking very intense and very angry. He covers Bill, forearm in his face – 1…2…NO! The Dude still has some fuel. Dusk gets to his feet and starts screaming in Bill’s face to “stay the hell down” before grabbing him by his locks and lifting him to his feet, only to be greeted with a stiff kick from Bill. He then takes this opportunity to rebound off the ropes with a clothesline, followed by another, then another, before capping off his momentum charge with a well-aimed Dropsault! Bill is pumped right back up, going to the top rope now. He’s getting prepared, can the Dancing Dudes pull off a major upset…? He leaps…450 SPLASH…NOBODY HOME!! Dusk rolls away and scurries from near doom, as Bill’s ribs crunch off the empty canvas. With that Velvet leaps up onto the apron drawing over the referee, momentarily distracting the ref. In that brief moment, Bill is trying to get to his feet, using the bottom rope as leverage, when he’s struck in the skull by Ridge…WITH THE RING BELL!!! The Extinction are seriously being pushed here, to point where they’re resorting to everything to win! Ridge quickly disposes of the evidence, a sinister grin on his face.
Baxter “Stick around, I’m sure WHEN the Dudes loose during the break will have the five second replay when we return.”
Diamond “ I wouldn’t be so sure of that, DESPITE the underhanded tactics by the FLASE God’s hit squad this match continues, NEXT”
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
As we return from the break, Tedd has become the legal man looking to have recovered via that bell shot from earlier, while Dusk stays legal for his team. Tedd tries to start some kind of offense with a few sway chops and kicks to Ryan’s calf, but as he rebounds off the ropes looking for something else, Dusk punts him in the already hurt midsection, doubling him over. He then takes Tedd by the neck and tights and chunks him straight through the middle rope, sending Tedd crashing to the floor. The ref admonishes him for that, but while that happens, Ridge happily leaps off the apron and drives Tedd into the barricade on the outside. This ails at Tedd’s already mushed midsection, but Ridge is quick to throw Tedd back into the fray. Dusk tries a quick cover here – 1…2…NO! Tedd still has some fight! With two fistfuls of hair, Ryan drives the back of Tedd’s head into the canvas with a mat slam. He then takes the Dude back to his feet and nails a flawless snap suplex that floats into another cover – 1…2…NO!! Tedd keeps the fight going! Dusk keeps the savage nature going by stomping on Tedd’s guts some more, but the Dude surprises him by catching a stomp and getting to his feet, Dusk’s foot still in his grasp. Tedd throws the foot back at Ryan, forcing him into a corner, where Tedd rushes after him only to be met by a counter elbow that backs him away. Dusk uses this space to leap off the middle rope, twisting towards Tedd with a flying forearm shot…but Tedd rolls all the way through, planting a stiff front dropkick right to Dusk’s jaw! Tedd falls flat on his back, still wrapped in pain from his injured midsection. Bill is DESPERATLY trying to get Tedd into the corner, trying to get his team back into things after they were going so well. Dusk meanwhile doesn’t have far to go to get to his corner, as he gets up and tags back in Ridge, who promptly knocks Tedd back down and drives the wind out of both the Dancing Dudes and the crowd.
Diamond “What is Andy thinking here Baxter? Remember after this match, he owes Paul Frost the answer to his challenge earlier tonight.”
Baxter “With this display of what FAITH can do on display and the cries of the UN-faith on full display as well. I’m thinking Andy is regretting getting in the middle of God’s business.”
Ridge takes Tedd back to his feet and nails a perfect backdrop, trying for another cover – 1…2…3-NO!! It will not be so! Ridge then follows up with this by dragging Tedd near an empty corner, laying him prone. Kenneth then launches himself off the middle rope, coming down with a hard foot stomp on Tedd’s midsection again. Ridge keeping the pace then takes Tedd by the hair and looks to set him up for what looks like a Regalplex, but Tedd starts fighting out with hard reverse elbows, each one hitting harder than the last until finally, Tedd strikes Ridge right in the temple to release the hold. His back still towards Ridge, Tedd flips back…backflip kick!! Backflip kick! The smack of boot meeting flesh is heard all around the arena, as Ridge goes stumbling back several steps now. The crowd is back to life for Tedd, as Ridge rushes at him only to get an arm drag, followed quickly by another and another. The Dude is building a head of steam, as Kennth approaches him again, only to get hit by a nifty neckbreaker. Tedd is pumped up now, grabbing Ridge’s head and looking for Sliced Bread, but Kenneth recognizes this quickly and stops Tedd in his tracks – REGALPLEX!! Ridge’s intended goal several moves ago comes back to play as Ridge tries for a cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Again, the Dancing Dudes will continue to push these two to the limit!
Diamond “Bill and Ted have come to fight tonight by God….and they are doing a fine job at teaching those sacrilegious piles of SHIT a lesson”
Kenneth runs his hand through his hair and looks towards his corner like ‘what the hell do I do now?’ Dusk gives him a look that simply says ‘stop being so damn civil.’ The telepathic language between the two gives Ridge a sinister grin as he lifts the battered Tedd to his feet only to shove him between his legs and lift up, looking for a powerbomb…DDT!! DDT! Tedd reverses it into a DDT!! The Dude falls from off the shoulders with an impaling DDT! Ridge is shocked and hurt, while Dusk now sees he needs to get back into things. Tedd is again scratching and clawing his way into the corner before finally getting there, getting the hot tag to DANCING DUE BILL!!!!! Ridge, who is back to his feet, is greeted with the trifecta series of clotheslines, and as he quickly gets to his feet again, is quickly met by Bill spinning around and through him for a roll-up – 1…2…3…NO!!! Ridge throws his legs up at the last second to end the threat! Dusk has to get his breath back from that near fall, and Kenneth is thinking to do the same, getting into an empty corner to gather himself. Bill will allow him no such thing, rushing from across the ring towards the prone Ridge…he sidesteps, sending Bill crashing into the turnbuckle chest-first! He recoils violently from the hard hit, right into Ridge’s clutches…German suplex!! A flawless German to take Bill back on his battered head! Ridge keeps the bridge – 1…2…3…NO!! Yet another near fall! Kenneth isn’t happy with that, but nonetheless, tags in Dusk, as the two take Bill execute a flawless double suplex. Dusk floats over with another cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Bill still won’t go down! The Dude wobbles to his feet, but Dusk comes at him with a hard clothesline attempt, but Bill ducks under it and grabs between Ryan’s legs from behind for a school boy pin – 1...2…NO! Dusk is able to roll out quickly, but as soon as both men get to their feet, Bill rolls right through again, another school boy – 1…2…NO! Dusk gets up and out again, Bill grapples behind Dusk and drives him into the ropes, pulling back with a victory roll – 1…2…3-NO!! Yet another near fall! Ryan quickly gets to his feet and is approached once more by Bill, but he eats a step-up enzeguiri!
Diamond “When did the bog man learn to fly with an enxeguiri?”
Baxter “ALL things are possible through FAITH Derrick; haven’t you been paying attention?”
The quickened pace allows Dusk hit a smooth looking kick to the jaw, going for another cover of his own – 1…2…3-NO!!! Bill still won’t go down! Bill has to shake the cobwebs out of his head, , using the ropes to try and hold on. Dusk doesn’t care, driving his knee into the back of Bill’s head and neck with all his weight, using the ropes as leverage. The referee is counting down, trying to get him off the rope, but Dusk is seething and not adhering. Being close to his corner, Tedd forces him to leg go with a hard-running elbow to the side of the head. The referee gets on Tedd about that, but Bill is freed. Dusk looks to go right back on the assault, but Bill socks him in the gut and proceeds to keep throwing punches from his knees until Ryan backs away. Bill tries to whip Dusk into the ropes, but it’s reversed, sending the Dude instead, but on the rebound, ducks under a clothesline attempt. As he rebounds again, Tedd tags him on the back, becoming the legal man. As Bill launches himself back towards Dusk, he slides between his legs, as Dusk looks down and between them angrily…only to look up and see Tedd coming at him with a springboard dropkick!! Tedd with a mad dash cover – 1…2…3-NO! Ridge drags Tedd out of the ring by the foot once again, potentially saving the match for his partner! Tedd’s midsection hits the outside hard.
Baxter “Welp here comes the POWER-AH of FAITH-AH.”
Diamond ‘ENOUGH, the Dudes have made it this far and in MY heart they’ll make it to the final bell as the WINNERS”
Bill, who is still around the ring, sees his partner in trouble and wanders around to Ridge, who clotheslines Bill, whiplashing his tender head off the padded outside! The ref is losing control here, but Ridge gives another knee to the midsection of Tedd before throwing him back in to the lion who greets him by hoisting him on his shoulder and hitting a rolling fireman’s carry, crunching Tedd’s midsection even more. Dusk covers – 1…2…3-NO!! It’s still not over! These guys won’t go away! Outside the ring, Bill & Kenneth are going at it, Bill draws him near some steel ring steps and pushes him into them, sending him down. Dancing Dude Bill then jumps into the ring, ambushing Dusk with a hurricanrana. Where Tedd has wandered into a corner, while the ref is telling Bill to get out. The Dude doesn’t adhere, as he fixes Dusk’s jaw with a spot-on superkick!!! Wow!! Dusk doesn’t go down, instead, he goes wandering into the clutches of Tedd, who has ascended to the top rope. He catches him in a reverse facelock…TORNADO REVERSE DDT!!! TORNADO REVERSE DDT!!! Tedd bounces up from the impact of the blow, gripping his midsection as he goes down, while Dusk is implanted on the canvas. Bill & this crowd are both in a frenzy, as is the GOA crowd, popping hard to try and get Tedd to cover Dusk ! The referee is telling Bill to get out, which he finally does, but he’s jumping up and down in excitement. Can the Dudes pull off the upset? Tedd, in intense pain, throws himself on top of Dusk…1…2…3…!!!
NO!!!
RYAN DUSK THROWS THE SHOULDER UP!! HE THROWS THE SHOULDER UP!! WOW!!!
The GOA can’t believe it and neither can Tedd, but Bill is still entirely hopeful, holding onto his tag rope and leaning over, telling Tedd to tag him in. As fast as he can Tedd does tag him in, flopping to the floor as he does, as Bill immediately geos to the top rope, Dusk still down and out despite the kickout. The crowd and Bill prepare for the 450 Splash for the upset…NO!! Kenneth Ridge has begun scaling the top rope from the outside, pounding Bill’s lower back to stop any momentum he might build. Bill turns towards Ridge, his back towards the ring now. Ridge is fighting Bill away before getting on the top rope with him, catching him from behind…RIDGE OF SANITY!! THE SUPER SPANISH FLY IS NAILED!!! Bill goes flying overhead, turning himself inside out, his head being driven into the canvas on the flip!! “HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!” chants are sprinkling around the GOA, as the sickening thud has everyone on the ground now. As the crowd roars in approval, Dusk is the man to begin moving first, but Ridge follows soon afterward into his corner. Ryan exhaustingly gets to Ridge and tags him in, who jumps on the still downed Bill – 1…2…3…
NO!!!
BILL THROWS HIS FOOT ON THE ROPES! IT’S STILL NOT OVER!!
Bill finds some way, some stroke of guile, to know where he is, despite his head being knocked around a great deal in this match. Outside the ring, Tedd is up and entering the fray, rushing at Ridge, but Kenneth sidesteps and guides him towards the ropes, where Dusk lowers the top rope, sending Tedd flipping all over the outside. Bill sees this and goes at Ridge with another aiming superkick, but he catches it and flings it around, Bill then attempting a dragon whip, but Ridge ducks underneath that and snatches Bill from behind – half nelson suplex!! The ever deadly half-nelson literally drives Bill’s skull into the canvas, flipping over himself. Kenneth has a seething look in his eyes now, his civility gone and his savage nature appearing to be fully uncovered, knowing he can’t put these guys away by ordinary means. So he…rips his right knee pad off? Ridge exposes the fierce joint before wrapping Bill up in a hammerlock and chickenwing hold, keeping his arms back and head exposed…AND BEGINS REPEATEDLY DRIVING HIS EXPOSED KNEE INTO THE TEMPLE AND HEAD OF THE DANCING DUDE BILL!!! All the blows to Bill’s head from throughout the match are all coming into play here, as Ridge is savagely decapitating the Dude with every shot, Bill’s body whiplashing horrifically like some kind of crash test dummy. Enough is enough…the referee calls for the bell!!!!!
*DING…..DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNERS (heat)….of the match as a result of a referee’s stoppable…..RYANNNN DUSKKKKKK…….KENNETH….RIDGEEEE…..THE EXTINCTION!!!!!!!
Diamond: Normally we would watch the winning team celebrate but ALL eyes are poised here at ringside where Andy Johnson Page, yes THAT Andy Johnson has a decision to make……
Baxter: He’s either IN or OUT, he’s for or against GODDDDDDDDDD!
Cameras pan over to ringside where Velvet is now directly standing in front of Andy’s seat, slowly the “Everyman” stands to his feet, microphone firmly in hand as this capacity crowd makes it known the answer they want to hear.
“KICK FROST’S ASS” *clap clap clap* “KICK FROST’S ASS” *clap clap clap* “KICK FROST’S ASS”
Velvet: Andy, you sweet…. sweet boy I wouldn’t let the opinions of the lambs LEAD TO THE SLAUGHTER…..(heat)….influence your decision here. Okay….(Velvet moves closer to the guardrail and grans a gentle hold of Andy’s hand)….I’ve been where you are, I was lost until HE….(heat)….he found me…..he looked into my eyes the same way he looked into them tonight…..he took away MY pain…..let him take away yours……you just have to put your FAITH in his, in Frost.
HEAT
Andy: I……I….I’m going to……….
Velvet: Shhhhh……..hush…….(Velvet places her index finger over Andy’s lips)…..before you utter anther syllable….allow for a simple demonstration of those WHO TURN THEIR BACK’S ON GOD!!!!!!
HEAT
Cameras return to the ring where Ryan Dusk takes a free shot to the SKULL of Tedd, rending him lifeless as Ridge steps through the middle rope and stands on the apron as Dusk positions Ted in a tombstone position as Ridge grabbing onto the top rope LAUNCHES HIMSELF FORWARD INTO A SPIKE TOMBSTONE!!!!!!!! THE AGE OF EXTINCTION STRIKES!!!!!!!
MEGA HEAT
Diamond: Good GOD, that’s a man’s skull!!!! Tedd has been impaled by those bastards, ANDY….ANDY FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, DON’T GIVE IN.
Velvet: Now Andy….(that same Paul Frost grin creeps across Velvet’s face)…..I think your ready to make your decision.
Andy: You’re right I’m ready……I’ve been ready since I stood in that ring…….and KICKED MY OWN FATHER’S ASS……(POP)…….I’m ready to kick FROST’S TOOO!!!!!!”
“YES”……”YES”……..”YES”……..”YES”………”YES”
Velvet (looks up to heavens): He’s made his choice….HE’LL FIGHT YOU GOD!!!!!
Just as Andy drops his microphone with a stoic resolve, Velvet wraps her hands around Andy’s head and plants him with a lip lock at ringside, this uncomfortable kiss last’s almost a minute as Andy free’s himself of Velvet’s lips.
Diamond: What the HELL was that about?
Velvet: Consider that a GOODBYE kiss Andy, because while he can give life…..GOD…..(heat) can also take it away like he’s goanna do to you tonight.
Velvet cackles a sinister chuckle as she, Dusk & Ridge head towards the entrance way as more than a few officials check on the status of Bill & Ted in the ring as Andy looks on ready to fight.
Questions & Answers
Cameras return backstage where Denise Essex is standing in front of the place usually reversed for interviews expect she’s utterly alone
Essex: WOW, you talk about a first time ever main event here on Monday night Brawl. We’ll see that match later tonight however I’d like to share an exclusive interview I conducted just a few short days ago with WGWF Hall of Fame’er…..HUNTER.
MASSIVE POP
Essex: In part one of this two part one on one, HUNTER invited us out to his country estate, looking to finally answer a few lingering questions about his career and future not just in the ring but outside, about love, mirage and the chance at fatherhood. Let’s take a look…….
The scene changes from Brawl’s backstage set to a few picture-perfect shots of the Tampa Bay coastline as cameras zoom in on a home built just above the coast line and zooms into a wall of windows. Once inside we see both Denise & HUNTER seated sitting across from one anther. It’s the typical interview set up two chair's, a side table next to each with the sparkling water except on Hunter’s side we can see a few objects around him, a used baseball glove & bat, a few picture of Hunter’s first wife Jodi & his new love along with both of his WGWF Championship’s hanging off the wall framing the shot.
Essex: HUNTER, thank you so much for the time today.
HUNTER: Really? Cause I feel I should be saying thank you, given the fact that not many want to hear from an “old man” like myself.
Essex (hides a smile): Your NOT that old……..
HUNTER: Well thank you for that but yes, it’s a matter of fact that the HUNTER that sits across from you now is certainly isn’t the same Hunter Ryan who came into the WGWF just ten years prior.
Essex: Ten years is a long time……
HUNTER: There’s an understatement Denise, I mean wind the clocks back a decade what’s changed?
Essex: Well you used to have a last name.
The two share a laugh as HUNTER turns and looks over behind his shoulder where a picture frame has been turned around. Cameras glimpse over showing the picture to be of both Nick & Hunter Ryan standing together inside a wrestling ring.
HUNTER: People grow Denise, be it together or apart we all keep going down whatever path were meant to. Mine just didn’t have to include a last name.
Essex: Have you talked with him? Nick I………
HUNTER: I really don’t speak his name in the house, Denise…I…I….ugh….my shoulder……
We can see HUNTER grasping over at his right should. In obvious pain he waves off an attempt for help, with his free hand he reaches into his front pants pocket and pulls out pill container and quickly pops one into his mouth taking the glass of water to wash it down.
HUNTER: It’s okay, it’s all okay….old baseball injury……my shoulder spasms from time to time. It was a lot worse before I started swinging chairs, I was swinging bats and pitching balls. I used to have to take four of those pain killer’s a day.
Essex: Surgery?
HUNTER: Yes right before Nic…..he and & I came to the WGWF, it healed nicely until the winter of 2012. I re-injured it back at WrestleWar’s Six, it’s a bother no doubt especially by a coast active in thunder showers.
Essex: So why exactly do you live in Tampa?
HUNTER pauses before turning his head ever slightly towards the picture of Jodi.
HUNTER: Reminder….it’s a reminder……to never forget……….but I’m not here looking to go down memory lane Denise. In all honestly, I asked you for a simple reason……
Essex: Your future?
HUNTER: My immediate future, yes.
Essex: Which is?
HUNTER: Which is complicated. After EVERYTHING and I mean EVERYTHING that has happened to me, my family,, my relationship’s, my mental health, my physical well being……MY LEGACY…..like I said every looks very different after the WGWF meat grinder got thru with it……
Essex: You say thru, as in a past tense. Is that the announcement you wish to make?
HUNTER leans forward and the scene fades to black before returning to Denise Essex in the backstage Brawl interview area.
Essex: Well that was part one with HUNTER, part two will air next week on the return of WGWF Brawl talk along with all the fallout of the return of Monday night Brawl and speaking of which please welcome WGWF spokesmen…Matt Hopkins!!!!
POP
Hopkins (walks over and takes the microphone from Denise): Thank you Denise great interview, I can’t wait to watch HUNTER’s next move. Speaking of next moves, earlier tonight when I was interrupted about the MAIN EVENT (pop)….of WrestleWar’s….well I’m pleased to announce that not only will Brawl talk see HUNTER’S next steps but MINE as well as this years WrestleWar’s MAIN EVENT will be announced on Brawl talk and like I said before HISTORY will be made come May 25th live in the Garden and…..
“Help”
“HELP”
“H E L P”
“WE NEED SOME HELP BACK HERE”
Dorling out of breath runs into frame tugging on Hopkins suit jacket
Hopkins: Dorling what is it? My shirt, is that blood?
Dorling looks down at his bloody hand-prints staining Hopkins shirt
Dorling (trying to catch his breath): It’s……ah….it’s….it’s TERRY…..TERRY’S HURT AND HURT BAD.
Diamond “WHAT?”
It’s a mad dash with the camera down the hall as the outside loading bay door is open to the exterior parking lot which a group of WGWF stars, officials, security and other staff have gathered as Dorling is able to clear a path showing a parked car with it’s driver sides window with a massive hole through it and lying on the ground an absolutely blood mess is none other than Terry Borden. His blonde locks stained crimson red, his face dotted with puncher roles and even a few shards of glass sticking out. Although Terry’s head is lying on the sports coat of John Gambino trying elevate Terry’s head and much like Dorling his hands are too stained with blood along with his shirt.
Baxter “I think I might be sick.”
Diamond “Not as sick as the BASTARD or BITCH who did this to Terry.”
Hopkins tries to move the crowd back as the unmistakable sounds of an ambulance is heard backing up with EMT’s looking to help get Terry out of here. Dorling joins Gambino as a stretcher is shown being wheeled into frame.
Diamond “ We’re obviously going to keep on top of this story along with the updates about John Tolly from earlier this evening.”
Baxter “ You think they’ll get Terry to the hospital fast?”
Diamond “It’s an ambulance of course he’ll get their fast.”
Baxter “Good because Andy will need it AFTER the main event coming up next.”
***COMMERCIAL BREAK***
Donald Master’s: The following singles match is YOUR MAIN EVENT….(pop)….with the remainder of television time remaining……introducing first weighing in at a 185 pounds, wait…make that 195 pounds…..he hails from Las Vegas….this is….”THE EVERY DAY NORMAL MAN”…..THIS IS…..ANDY….JOHNSON….PAGE!!!!!!!!
With Andy’s theme almost drowned out by the cheers of the GOA, from behind the curtain walks out Andy, in a max shift pair of wrestling attire. Black boots, along with black & white gym shorts and a WGWF Brawl black t-short all with the Under-Armor logo quite noticeable. Johnson for his part isn’t that timed wrestler we used to see. It’s obvious his classic at the last WrestleWar’s against CCP has molded him into a confident wrestler, slapping a few hands as he slides into the ring as his music dies down cameras show Professor Baxter standing up at the announce desk with a microphone in hand.
Diamond “What are you doing?”
Baxter: BREAKING NEWS…..Ladies and Gentlemen, the professor has breaking news about a return to the WGWF and Andy, your goanna want to pay attention too. Roll the video monkey’s in the truck……
Baxter: It’s YOUR DADDY….ANDY….HE’S BACK!!!!!!!
Diamond “I may not have been a fan of the introduction but this is a HUGE announcement…..Chris…Page…..the ICON on which this company has been built upon since 2007 is COMING BACK!!!!!”
Johnson can just be seen mouthing “thanks dad” as Master’s walks back into frame.
Master’s: And his opponent, he wights in at 225 pounds, hailing from the KINGDOME OF HEAVEN….(heat)….he is a former 3 time WGWF Champion…..(heat)….WGWF Hall of Fame’er….(heat)…..he is the LORD and SAVIOR of the WGWF….(more heat)…..THIS IS…..GODDDDDDDDD…….(MEGA HEAT)…..PAULLLLLLLLLLLL………FROSTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!
It’s pitch black inside the GOA as that single spotlight illuminates the entrance way as the smoke again fills from above & below and that distinct silhouette of Paul Frost in his signature pose is projected as his wall of tel sparks falls from the entrance way above as Frost walks out on stage. This crowd’s utter hatred for the man is something to be expected. As Frost dressed in his signature dark teal trunks, with black, sliver & gold lettering adorn “God’s” body along with his cane he makes his way down towards the ring. Ensuring the official opens the rope as Frost steps through as his music dioes down & the house lights are turned back on.
*Ding…..Ding*
They don’t keep their distance for very long, as both men immediately step forward and initiate a tight lock-up that sees Frost jump ahead with a headlock. He pulls Andy over with a headlock takedown, but Johnson quickly gets out of that predicament with some headscissors that forces Frost to undo his hold. The two quickly get to their feet and start from square one, again getting a lock-up. Paul looks to go for another headlock, but Andy ducks underneath the attempt this time and looks right back at Frost with CHOP(Woooooo!) that stuns Paul long enough for Johnson to open his chest back up for another CHOP(Wooooo!) that sends Frost reeling into a corner this time. Andy steps over to the corner to possibly continue an onslaught but Frost whips out of the corner and swaps places with Andy, “GOD” now on the offensive. He now takes the chance to hit Johnson with a CHOP(Wooooo!) that echoes through the arena. But Johnson doesn’t reel for long, grabbing Paul and turning their positions once again, Frost back in the corner, where Andy returns the favor with another CHOP(Wooooo!). The two continue the rotating door of backhand knife edges when Frost does the same thing, yanking Andy by the collar and putting him in the corner, nailing yet another CHOP(Wooooo!). The pace of the two quickens now, as their stunt and recovery times seem to shorten, Johnson again spinning Frost back into the corner to deliver another harrowing CHOP(Wooooo!) Again, the tempo quickens – Frost CHOPS…Andy CHOPS…Frost CHOPS…Andy CHOPS…they keep it going until the motions resemble less of a revolving door and more of an aspiring tornado. The motion goes so fast after several turns, that Jericho doesn’t even notice when Michaels dips out of the corner mid-sequence, leaving Jericho to chop nothing but air and turning himself into the corner. Johnson then takes Frost and tries to whip him into the opposite corner, but “God” reverses the whip and sends Johnson’ back knocking out of the corner so hard, he ricochets out, Frost rebounding behind him, looking for the ONE-HANDED FACEBUSTER…but Johnson takes Frost’s momentum and whips him across the ropes, and on the rebound, hits Paul one last massive CHOP(Wooooo!) that sends Paul flat and gets a POP from the crowd for that rapid-fire sequence.
Diamond “DESPITE Andy’s LAST match being over a year ago, DESPITE this match coming at the LAST second and DESPITE the fact he stands across form a Hall of Fame’er. Andy Johnson certainly HASN’T lost a single ring step.”
Frost springs back up, but he’s clutching is chest from the obvious chop burns he’s endured thus far. Andy takes him and tosses him back into the ropes looking for something else, but he gets a kick to the face on the rebound. Frost follows that up by pounding a fist off the side of Andy’s face, forcing Johnson to drop. Frost then drops down quickly and drives a knee into the chest of the “Everyman” before standing back up and arrogantly sticks a boot in Andy’s face. This gets him a ripe round of heat, but he doesn’t seem to care, as his attempts to get into Johnson’s head haven’t stopped just because he’s seemingly failed at every turn before the bell rung. Andy swats away Frost’s boot and gets back to his feet, but Paul is waiting with forearm smash, Andy replying with a hard shot of his own. This creates some space between the two, Johnson instantly closing it by rushing back towards Paul, who doges Andy by tossing him over the ropes…but Johnson grips onto the top rope and lands on the apron! But as soon as he looks up from successfully holding on…TRIANGLE DROPKICK!! Frost hits the beautiful move and causes Johnson to drop to the floor. The referee takes a moment to look out and see if Andy is okay, but Frost pulls him from between the ropes and grips at his collar screaming at him “What are you waiting for?? Count!!” Ray Ramsey gets to it –
…1!!
…2!!
…3!!
…4!!
Johnson is back on his feet and using the ring apron to possibly get back in this thing, but he’s rudely greeted by a BASEBALL SLIDE…but Johnson dodges it! Frost comes sliding aimlessly to the outside, starting the count over, but Andy takes the momentarily bewildered Frost and gives him a pair of hard shots to the head before taking it and BOUNCING IT OFF THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!! The ref admonishes him for this, but Johnson doesn’t seem to care as he takes Paul back in his hands and prepares to get him back in the ring, but Frost has a burst of life…RAMMING ANDY SPINE FIRST INTO THE EDGE OF THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!! Andy is left slumping and taking to his ailing back, while Frost looks him in the weary eyes…and SLAPS JOHNSON ACROSS THE FACE. This adds major insult to injury, the referee not even starting the count out he’s getting onto both men so much. Frost just looks up at him again with a ‘what’re you waiting for’ look before taking Johnson and rolling him back into the ring. Frost himself quickly follows suit, covering Andy for the first actual cover of the match –
1…
2…
NO!!
Andy is quick to kick out, but he’s still tending to his back. As Frost gets Johnson to his feet and snapmares him over his shoulder before dropkicking him in the back of the head! Andy rolls over clutching his cranium, Paul going for another cover –
1…
2…
NO!!
Johnson gets out of that too, Frost is none too pleased. He looks down at the recovering Johnson from his knees…before SLAPPING ANDY IN THE FACE when he’s down! This garners another rain of heat. Frost then screams in Johnson’s face that “You’re not worthy, Andy! You hear me!! I could have SAVED you but you SPIT IN GOD’S FACE….your Daddy’s NOT back until next week you dumb son of a bitch!” Frost leans into Andy’s face, but Johnson CATCHES HIM IN A SMALL PACKAGE –
1…
2…
3-NO!!
Diamond “Back and Forth, Back and Forth and then BACK & FORTH AGAIN. These two are trading near falls like the stock exchange.”
A near fall there, but Frost unwraps the package for both men to get back to their feet quickly, Paul taken down now by an arm drag. Paul quickly gets back up, only be snapped back up with a second arm drag. And right when both men get back up, Paul surprises Johnson with a running knee to the gut before Andy can get another arm drag in there. This doubles Johnson over, allowing Frost to grab Andy by the neck and tights and SEND HIM INTO THE STEEL RING POST…NO!! Andy stops himself by gripping the ropes in the corner before he goes colliding with the unforgiving steel! But just as Johnson can possibly breathe a sigh of relief, Frost charges back at him in the corner with a hard running reverse elbow! This sandwiches Johnson in the corner and momentarily stuns him long enough for Frost to take him by the back of the head and looks to throw Johnson over the top rope for perhaps another count-out chance…but Andy grabs the top rope…AND SKINS THE CAT BACK INSIDE…but Frost was watching and places himself right underneath Johnson, catching him in a FIREMAN’S CARRY POSITION…what’s Frost looking for here, Johnson wiggling around…SITOUT FACEBUSTER!! Andy counters the carry by dropping Frost’s “GOD like looks” down with that Facebuster!! This could really be the opening Andy needs as he shoots the half and turns Paul over –
1…
2…
3-NO!!
“God” still has more than enough fight in him, despite the surprise move! Johnson isn’t too flustered, but he lets out perhaps a hidden rage, taking Paul’s face in his hands and ENDLESSLY POUNDS FISTS OFF OF HIS FACE!! The pent up anger that Frost’s possibly awakened in Andy Johnson PAGE is running rampant now, blow after blow bouncing off of “God’”s face. Ref Ramsey has to get on in there and virtually pull Johnson off of Frost, the crowd getting super hot for that furious offense. When Paul stumbles back to his feet, he looks surprised, only to charge back at Andy, side steps and dives behind Frost with a chop block, putting him down. As “God” grips at his ankle as Johnson takes Paul’s bum leg and starts twisting at it…FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK!! FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK!! The chop-off earlier didn’t drain the crowd of all their “Woooos”, as they’re back and in large numbers, but Paul Frost is screaming in pain, partially drowning them out. Johnson keeps the hold locked in tight, as Frost is desperate to slither away but can’t, refusing to tap out. Paul keeps squirming…and now Paul if forced to grasp the ropes for dear life, stretching his arm over a bottom rope.
Baxter “God not only has faith Derrick but BRAINS as well.”
Frost is breathing hard, Johnson is having none of it, dragging Frost back to his feet and propping him up against the ropes for one more CHOP(Wooooo!) before throwing him into the opposite ropes and catching Paul on the rebound…BACK BODY DROP!! Johnson is looking to build more of a head of steam now, getting pumped up by this crowd. He waits for Paul to drag back to his feet, then surprises “God” by pulling out…a FISHERMAN’S SUPLEX!! In PerfectPlex fashion, Johnson holds the leg on the bridge –
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3-NO!!
Frost uncorks the leg and finds a way out! Johnson is a tad agitated that that didn’t end things, reaching over to take Frost up. As he does so, Paul starts fighting back and delivering blows to Andy’s midsection before shoving him hard back into a ring corner, Johnson hitting it so hard he springs back out, but Frost is in hot pursuit and rebounds off the ropes behind him…ONE HAND FACEBUSTER! Paul may have shifted the momentum again there, covering Johnson –
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Johnson still has some fight in him, and Frost is still determined to beat it out of him. We see Frost venturing to the top rope, awaiting Johnson to get back to his feet. Andy is seen reaching a hand out to try and get balanced again, finally getting up but he wishes he didn’t…FLYING REVERSE ELBOW!! “God’s” flying elbow plants Andy right in the jaw, with Johnson selling it as only he can. Nearly folding over on his own chin, Paul goes for another cover on Johnson –
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Baxter “For the first meeting between the two, a rarity in today’s business. Johnson and Frost seem to have one anther move for move down cold.”
Johnson rolls the shoulder! Andy may be reaching into the tank here, but he has enough left in him to keep it going, rolling to the apron to get time to recover while Frost looks back at Ramsey, holding up three fingers, the ref telling him only two. As Andy pulls himself back to his feet using the apron, Paul taking note and going for a second TRIANGLE DROPKICK…but Johnson moves at the last second, catching Paul in an awkward position on the second rope. This gives Andy a chance to reach over the rope and grab Frost by the head and punch him from above while leaning on his lower body that’s poking out through the ropes towards the apron. The ref admonishes him for this and starts counting down for him to have to let go, but Johnson shoots him a glare that actually gets the ref to back away a few steps. Is it all finally getting to him…? It must be in some form, because with his back turned Frost lands a POKE TO THE YE, catching HEAT from this crowd allowing him to swap behind Johnson still awkwardly positioned and after getting him in a rear waist lock, tugging him out from his awkward position, slinging him arm over him…BACK DROP FROM THE APRON TO THE FLOOR!! Both men splat against the padded outside to a big pop from the crowd!!
Diamond “Paul Frost PULLING OUT THE BIG GUNS…..Johnson and Frost fall to the floor and we are at a standstill in this FRIST main event of 2020. We must take our FINAL break. Stay tuned.”
**FINAL COMMERCIAL BREAK**
Upon our return from the break, we’re greeted with the image of Frost & Johnson exchanging heavy blows on top of the announce table!! They’re going back and forth, the referee’s count out having been restarted at some point, as he’s trying to tell both men to get back in the ring. The two pay him no heed as they go blow for blow, but when Johnson swings wildly, Frost is able to duck underneath and pop up around Johnson’s neck and…FROST BITE!! THE FROST BITE THROUGH ANNOUNCE TABLE!!
Diamond “THE FROST BITE OUTTA NOWHERE”
Baxter “PRAISE GODDDDDDD, it’s over Derrick.”
Diamond “I haven’t heard a bell.”
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…2!!
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…4!!
“You’re garbage, Johnson!”
…5!!
“You'll always be unworthy, ANDY!”
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Frost crawls away from Johnson’s limp body on what remains of announce table and stumbles back into the ring with a smirk on his face, telling the ref to ‘keep counting’.
…7!!
Johnson turns over onto his gut…
…8!!
Andy crawls on his hands and knees, trying to reach the ring in time…
…9!!
Johnson is at the ring lip, reaching up to the ropes and using them as though they’re a ladder…
…10-NO!!
JOHNSON THROWS HIMSELF THROUGH THE ROPES AND BACK INTO THE RING!!
Diamond “YES….YES….JOHNSON KEEPS THE MATCH ALIVE”
Frost’s face tells a frustrate story, as he just stares daggers at the agonized Johnson. Andy again uses the ropes as crutches and pulls himself back up, leaning against a corner. “God’s” anger boils over and he rushes blindly to the corner ridden Johnson, who quickly moves, Paul’s face BOUNCING OFF THE RING POST!! He recoils, Andy dipping beneath him and getting him in a school boy –
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Frost throws his legs up, but Andy catches them and keeps a jackknife cover, Johnson –
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Frost tucks Johnson’s through his legs, catching Andy in a sunset pin position –
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Andy rocks back, tilts the move, and has Frost beneath him now –
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Frost rocks it right back, putting him right back in the sunset –
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Johnson rocks it right back and puts Frost on his back, but he adjusts himself to put Paul back in another jackknife, but unbeknownst to the referee, JOHSNON PUTS HIS FEET ON THE ROPES for leverage –
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Diamond “Andy was sooooo close gaining what I would call an upset.”
Baxter “Cheats NEVER Prosper Derrick”
Diamond “Then how do you explain MOST of if not ALL of Paul Frost’s career?”
Andy’s feet slip off the ropes as Frost manages to roll back out of the move, Johnson moving to desperate measures to win and keep his career going. Before Frost can even move to the referee to protest, Johnson keeps up the upped tempo and rams Frost with a double leg takedown of his own…fixes up the legs…SHARPSHOOTER!! SHARPSHOOTER!! SHARPSHOOTER!! Frost is again left to squirm, trying to struggle his way to a rope somewhere, but Johnson has the move locked in! Frost again starts crawling towards the ropes looking for a way out, but Andy sits back and locks it in even tighter. Frost gets closer and closer to the ropes, inching…BUT JOHNSON PULLS HIM AWAY, he’s got the Sharpshooter locked right in the center of the ring! Johnson continues to sit back and keeps the hold in even deeper, “God” is forced to scream in even more pain. Frost frantically crawls now, going even faster towards the ropes, but he surprisingly doesn’t reach for them when he gets there. Instead, he clutches onto the ring lip and pulls himself all the way under the ropes, going back to the outside, and slipping right through the grasp of the submission hold. The crowd throws a great deal of heat for the most weasel way out of any hold, with Frost gripping his back and walking back along the outside. Johnson has a ‘just missed it’ look on his face, his gaze stalking Frost as he walks around on the outside. But Paul does have a goal in mind, again going near the timekeepers table…AND PULLS OUT A STEEL CHAIR. Frost rolls into the ring with his chair, Andy puts some fists up to prepare for a fight, but the referee gets between both men and orders Frost to put the chair down. When Frost just stares angrily at Johnson and doesn’t say anything, Ramsey tries to snatch the chair out of ” God’s” hands, he and Paul having a bit of a tug-of-war with words. While that goes on, we can hear the crowd begin to buzz a great deal, the ref still distracted with Frost…someone slides into the ring, Johnson taking note…CANE OFF THE SLULL!! VELVET SMASHES PAUL’S CANE OFF THE SKULL OF ANDY!!THE CANE SNAPS IN TWO AS THE HANDLE GOES FLYING OFF INTO THE CROWD!! VELVET HAS MADE HER PRESENCE KNOWN!!
MASSIVE HEAT
Diamond ‘WHAT?......WHAT IN THE HELL IS EVELVELVET DOING…. HE SAID NOBODY AT RINGSIDE.”
Baxter “He wasn’t lying Derrick, she wasn’t at ringside, she came through the crowd.”
Just as quickly as she rolled in, the Extinction member rolls right back out, Paul seeing what happened and tosses down the steel chair, running over to cover Johnson -…
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JOHNSON ROLLS THE SHOULDER!! JOHNSON ROLLS THE SHOULDER!! WOW!!
POP
Velvet is on the outside and peering into the ring, holding her hair in disbelief, with Frost sharing his same sentiments! Frost now being forced to slump back and nearly tear out his hair before pounding the canvas. Velvet doesn’t quite know what to do outside, just evidently having completed her part in “God’s” grand scheme. The crowd settles back down as Frost shoots a look at Velvet before looking back to Johnson and tries to drag him to his feet, Andy is completely leaning on Frost for support at this moment. Grinning Frost takes the time to cup his hand under Any’s chin and pull him back before SLAPPING ANDY FOR A 3RD TIME ACROSS THE FACE!!!!!!! The HEAT again is relentless as Frost chuckles looking towards the audience before turning back towards Andy who explodes and breaks Frost grasp – SUPER KICK!!! THE EVERYMAN’ KO FROM NOWHERE!! FROST GOES DOWN!!
Diamond “I HOPE ANDY JUST KICKED GOD’S TEETH DOWN HIS THROAT…..COVER….COVER THE BASTARD ANDY.”
Paul drops like a stone backwards, Velvet left in shock with eyes wide in surprise. The crowd pops like crazy, but Andy falls back and can’t immediately cover Frost. After a few seconds pass, he’s able to climb on top of Paul, gripping a leg –
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NO!! VELVET PULLS THE REFEREE FROM UNDER THE ROPES!!
Diamond “JEZABEL”
Ramsey’s face hits the padded outside and leaves him useless, with Velvet saving Paul Frost here!! The ref is obviously down, leaving Velvet to jump back into the ring and stomp on Johnson, putting some boots into and even landing a boot to his head. As Frost is shown crawling away from that scene while Velvet beats Johnson down, as “God” now taking back the chair he set down earlier. He gets back up with said chair in hand, ordering Velvet to get Andy up. She delivers one more hit for good measure before taking Johnson up and holding his arms back, presenting him right Frost via HUGE HEAT from the crowd. Frost pounds the chair off the canvas to just test it out before getting a sick grin on his face, but the crowd starts buzzing all over again, and Paul soon sees why…
Diamond “IT’S CRICA!! THE FRIST WOMEN’S CHAMPION CIRCA IS HERE!!”
She rushes down the ramp and immediately jumps to the apron, where she springboards off the top rope and DRIVES THROUGH VELVET’S FACE WITH THE FLYING KNEE!! With chair in hand, Frost looks to stroke Circa from behind…..NO…..ANDY JOHNSON WITH THE LOW BLOW TO PAUL FROST!!!!!!! Frost grabs at his “yam bags” falling to the canvas in a heap as Circa sends Velvet up & over the top rope to the floor below. Circa looks back over at Andy just to make sure he’s in one piece before looking back to Velvet on the outside. For one final measure, Circa sizes her up before hitting a VAULTING PLANCHA ONTO VELVET…WHO PULLS THE REFEREE ALONGSIDE HER AND ALL THREE GO DOWN!!
Baxter “I’m NOT believing this Derrick.”
The crowd is still buzzing at the developments that have just transpired, and we’re just about to hit overtime. Both Andy & Paul have groggily gotten to their feet, both men taking a good amount of damage, with Johnson hitting Frost with a hard shot to the head before trying to whip him into the ropes, but Paul reverses it and whips Johnson instead. Johnson comes flying right back with the FLYING FOREARM…and both men are down again! Both men are down, the referee is dead on the outside, so there’s no one to execute a KO count...JOHNSON NIPS UP!! He gets the crowd fired up once more, getting pumped up himself. As Frost groggily gets back to his feet and immediately charges right back at Andy…DOUBLE A SPINEBUSTER!! Johnson pulls that move out of his hat and plants Paul back into the canvas, more fired up than ever! He ventures to the top rope now, taking a few seconds to get there while tending to his back. Johnson leaps looking for the DIVING HEADBUTT…FROST BITE!! FROST BITE!! FROST BITE OUT OF NOWHERE TO AN AIRBORNE JOHNSON!!
“HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!”
Andy’s body convulses face down in the middle of the ring, while Frost looks like the image of the chalk outline at a murder scene, but like any great monster Frost is able using the ropes to reach a vertical base and nearly collapses on Johnson…but then he realizes there’s no referee. Frost has to look around, then glance over to the ropes and look over, seeing the referee, who is still down from being absolutely decked by Circa & Velvet. Frost screams at the ref to get up, but to no avail. As Paul wanders back to Johnson who he just looks at with a sick grin, as he is absolutely motionless. “Let me show you how it’s done JUNIOR” Frost then takes both of Johnson’s legs…steps through and…..SHARPSHOOTER!! THE SHARPSHOOTER!!! NOW HE JUST WANTS TO TORTUE JOHNSON!! Andy is in even more pain than before, everything in the match accumulating on him right now. As Johnson is still very lifeless, he tries is best to reach a handout and grab a rope, but Paul has it synched in quite deep! There’s still no referee to see Johnson tap, but Andy just refuses to do anything of the sort. Not again. Frost screams for Johnson to remember how unworthy he is, as Andy’s entire body being contorted in ways it shouldn’t be. But once again, the crowd begins to buzz significantly, as someone’s coming through the crowd…
Baxter “ Can we get SECURITY OUT HERE…A FAN….A FAN IS IN THE RING AND OH MY GOD THE CHIAR….THE CHAIR ACROSS THE BACK OF FROST’S HEAD!!!!!”
There’s an actual stunned silence for the moment as this very big man, his identity covered with the hoodie he’s wearing is standing over the now downed body of Paul Frost who grasps at the back of his head after the hooded man cracked it off of his head like a gun shot. The figure takes his left shoe and like a cook flipping a burger, is able to turn Frost over onto his back. Cameras get a low angle of what’s happening in the ring as the hooded man bends down and removers the hoodie…….
MARCUS ENDERTON
Diamond “It’s Marcus?”
Baxter “Who? It’s looks like a hobo, a hobo from the wrestling federation of hobo’s though.”
Diamond “Anther SINNER who’s come back to beat the hell out of a God. THAT’S who that is.”
“WE DON’T KNOW YOU BUT THANK YOU” *clap clap clap* ‘WE DON’T KNOW YOU BUT THANK YOU”
Endteron looks around the arena before staring down at the body of Frost & SPITS in his face before rolling out of the ring and then sliding the official Ray Ramsey into the middle of the ring. With Marcus pounding on the canvas for the ref to “wake up”, Andy is inching his arm up & over the body of Paul Frost as Ray is barely conscious but can recognize a cover-
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TWO
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THREE!!!!!
*DING….DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNER….(pop)….of the match…..ANDY…….JOHNSON…….PAGE!!!!!!!!
Diamond “ You talk about a MAIN EVENT the first main event in 2020 and Andy Johnson is able to overcome the DEVIL himself and take the upset victory!!!!!!”
Baxter “ WRONG Derrick, it took THREE……THREE…..SINNER’S IN ORDER TO BEAT GOD!!!!!!”
As Johnson’s theme kicks up over the speakers, we see Endteron sporting a “Paul Frost” kinda grin as he turns his back and makes his exit through the crowd, while Johnson for his part has slide out of the ring and leaning on the guardrail as the official raise his hand in VICTORY with the GOA cheering on the “Everyman”
Diamond” Well that is going to WRAP things up on the first Brawl of 2020, we want to remind everyone to tune into next weeks Brawl talk for the future of HUNTER the MASSIVE announcement’s about the main event of this year’s WrestleWar’s and the WGWF World Championship. We’ll see you back here in TWO weeks for the next Monday night Brawl…..”
Frost: Shut……(looking for breath)……..SHUT OFF THE MUSIC……THIS NIGHT ISN’T OVER YET!!!!!!
HEAT
Diamond “Who gave him a microphone?”
Paul has barely pulled himself up to a vertical base using the ropes for leverage as the Hall of Fame’er grabs at the back of his head checking for blood.
Frost: Marcus….Marcus….OH…MARCUS….you left me BREATHING boy….you left GOD ALIVE….(heat)……big mistake….you son of a bitch….but that’s not what I want….what I DEMAND….this show WILL NOT END….until somebody walks that isle and gives me the THANK YOU I SO RIGHTFULLY EARNED…..WHEN I GAVE THIS PLACE MY MONEY……MY BLOOD….MY SOUL……TO REBUILD. NOW DAMMIT GIVE ME MY THANK YOU AND WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!!
MEGA HEAT
The camera’s keep at the entrance way but there isn’t any sign of life, cameras return to Frost showing “God’s” patience beginning to waver as the anger in his eyes are on full display
Frost: I’M WAITING….MY THANK YOU AND CHAMPIONSHIP NOW…..YOUR GOD DEMANDS IT!!!!!
Diamond” I think God’s taken one to many shots to the head tonight, WAIT….WIAT LOOK OVER THERE!!!!!!”
Baxter “OH NO…..IT CAN’T BE!!!!”
Diamond “BUT IT IS……LISTEN TO THIS CROWD!!!!!”
There’s a MASSIVE POP from this crowd at somebody entering the ring but cameras keep with a shot of Frost face so we can’t see who it is entering the ring.
“THANK YOU….. FROST……you WANKER”
It’s obvious by the facial expression of “fuck me sideways” Frost knows exactly who’s in the ring behind him, he’s slow to turn around and get’s kicked in the gut……
THE WIMBLEDON COMMON….THE STUNNER DELIVERED BY JOCELYN CAMDEN!!!!!!
Frost takes the move like a ton of bricks as he crumbles to the canvas flopping around as Camden back to her feet raises her arms in a victorious return as her theme kicks up across the speakers as this GOA crowd is beyond excited by the Hall of Famer’s return.
“WELCOME BACK” *clap clap clap* “WELCOME BACK”
Diamond “WHAT A WAY TO END THE NIGHT…..CAMDEN COMES BACK AND PUTS DOWN FROST!!!!! GOOD NIGHT!!!!’"
Brawl ends with the final shot of Jocelyn Camden standing tall & posing on the middle rope as the show fades to back.