Post by Frost on Apr 13, 2020 6:17:21 GMT -5
(Advisory; the show is written with other RP'ers wrestler's, the wins/loss are NOT a reflection on any handler just apart of an angle. If you would like to help contribute please send me a PM. 2nd this show takes place in a world where there ISN'T a pandemic, enjoy )
WGWF Monday Night BRAWL
04/13/2020
Thomas & Mack Center
Las Vegas, Nevada
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As the smoke clears it’s obvious the Brawl stage has been given a “Vegas” make over, with over-sized poker chips stacked across, along with a large roulette wheel fully lite and finally Las Vegas Showgirls placed around the entrance way. there isn’t even time to do an establishing WGWF Universe sign shot as cameras head down to ringside where Donald Master’s is standing by.
Diamond “WELCOME EVERYONE TO MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL….where the road to WRESTLEWAR’S picks up as tonight there will be FIVE Elimination Chamber qualifying matches”
Baxter “ And to ensure the BEAT THE CLOCK aspect of the night, where the FASTEST time will guarantee that winning wrestle the LAST entry into the chamber, the wrestler who wins with the SLOWEST time will start the chamber match with Chris Page.”
Diamond “So EVERY match will be commercial free.”
Donald Master’s: The following is an Elimination Chamber Qualifying MATCH……..(pop)….the winner of the match will advance and earn themselves a spot in the MAIN EVENT….of WRESTLEWAR’S….for a chance at the WGWF Championship!!!!!
POP
Master’s: Introducing first, she hails from London England……(POP)……..she is a former WGWF CHAMPION……(POP)…..SHE WAS THE FIRST WOMAN TO EVER MAIN EVENT WRESTLEWAR’S….(POP)…. A WGWF HALL OF FAME’ER….(POP)………this is……..JOCELYNNNNNNNNNNN…………..CAMDENNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!
MEGA POP
"Riot Rythem" by Sleigh Bells plays as the crowd jumps to their feet. Jocelyn Camden steps out from the back to a thunderous ovation. Jocelyn looks into the crowd and cracks a smile but her eyes are drawn to one of the Showgirls currently standing on stage helping the whole “Vegas” theme this evening, Camden slowly looks to her left where a red head shoots her a wink. Camden approaches as the two take a hold of one anther’s hand grinning as Camden turns around only to get a “good luck” pat on the ass as Camden is only to happy to return to the Showgirl.
Baxter “Well ALRIGHT, hey I wonder if that Showgirl plays for BOTH teams.”
Diamond “Really?”
Camden now turns towards the crowd, throwing up both arms before she slowly walks down the elevated rampway. As she gets to the ring, she leaps onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckle. She fist pumps in the air as the crowd continues to go nuts for her. She leaps off the turnbuckle and into the ring.
Master’s: Introducing her opponent, he hails from New York City….New York…(heat)…….he is a former WGWF INTERNET CHAMPION…..this is the “X-EFFECT”….(heat)…….BRIANNNNNNN……CADYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!
HEAT
Diamond “Obviously given that vile and WITHOUT warning, that assault THAT man Brian Cady inflicted on John Tolly was just disgusting. And the WGWF wants answers dammit.”
“Stop…..STOP…..STOP MY MUSIC”
The HEAT continues as through the entrance way steps out Brian Cady, microphone in hand and that vile smile still on display.
Cady: As a GREAT man once said, just when you think you have all the answers…..I change the questions. Well I’m sure the WGWF universe has come to their own conclusions of why two weeks ago I assaulted…..nay….why I did the world a FAVOR and beat John Tolly into intensive care….(heat)…..well I haven’t changed the question….no because an evener GREATER man….myself now says……Questions and Answers I DON’T OWE YOU PEOPLE ANYTHING!!!!!
HEAT
Cady: I came BACK for me and ONLY myself….the X-EFFECT….(heat)….so what I do is MY business and the only thing YOU people get to do is watch….like now you’ll watch ME….(heat)….beat that OVER-RATED….HALL OF FAME BITCH….(MEGA HEAT)……and head to WRESTLEWAR’S for MY WORLD………
From a shadowed part of the stage a man comes flying out and SMASHES CADY WITH A CLOTHESLINE FROM BEHIND!! Brian falls face first onto the aisle, the we can’t tell anything for the moment, as all we can make out of the figure is that he’s wearing button-sided sweatpants and a black hoodie and his attack has sent Cady’s mind into a scramble, not even able to respond and fight back. When both men get to their feet, we can see that the hooded man has a ponytail flying around and still tearing into Cady, the hooded man SLAMS CADY BACK ONTO THE ISLE WAY WITH A NECK SNAP!!!!!!
Diamond “ Could it be?....IT IS….IT’S JOHN TOLLY!!!!!”
Fans POP as Tolly removes the hood and lays in a few kicks to the gut until an army of backstage officials & referee’s storm the entrance way pulling Tolly back as Caddy rolls under the rope and into the ring. We can hear one official say……
“You’re NOT medically cleared John, you gotta go.”
As John is escorted from the entrance way he stares right at Cady “THIS ISN’T OVER BRAIN” …..”THIS ISN’T OVER”……..Cady is shown trying to sit up in the corner as cameras return to the ring.
*Ding…..Ding*
As soon as the ref’s remove Tolly, in the ring as Cady drifts out of his corner, only to be the stopped cold by CAMDEN TACKLING HIM RIGHT OUT OF THE GATE!! This is getting started right away!! Jocelyn starts pounding fists off of Cady’ face and body, all of Vegas immediately enthralled and cheering for the action. Cady squiggles out of Camden’s assault, retreating to a corner in hopes that it’ll buy him some time…but Jocelyn simply follows him, now pounding on him because he’s got nowhere to go!! Camden keeps firing blow after blow after blow, but Cady manages to duck one of them and grip the Hall of Fame’er by her waist before turning her into the corner and changing their positions. Now it’s Cady’s turn to light up Camden, IMMEDIATELY going for Camden’s left eye! Camden’s adrenaline and desire for the chance to main event WrestleWar’s fuels her to turn Cady back around in the corner, once again shifting the action and striking Brian in his face with hard forearms and fists, referee Goose Mahoney almost having to get between both. Jocelyn does back away a little bit, but this is only to give her room to hit Cady with the SHOOT KICK TO THE MIDSECTION!! Brian has the corner gripped, so he stays vertical, only to EAT ANOTHER SHOOT KICK TO THE GUT!! Camden is looking relentless here, but she’s not done, cranking back and nailing ANOTHER SHOOT KICK TO THE RIBS!! Cady doubles over in the corner, Jocelyn keeping her eyes on Cady as she backs away to the opposite corner. Camden measures the hacker up as he tries to get back to his feet in the corner, rushing back towards him … EXPLODING CORNER DROPKICK … NO!! Brian moves out of the way at the last possible moment, sending Camden crashing into the unforgiving turnbuckle! The tides turn once again, Cady finally catching a breather for a moment. As Camden has to bring herself back to her feet using the nearby ropes, but she only gets to her knees before Cady rushes back at him and HITS HER IN THE EYE WITH A NASTY RUNNING BOOT!! Camden is struck so hard by the move that she flails through the ropes and to the floor!
Baxter “Alright Brian, nice recovery from that CON-ARTIST Tolly from earlier. And look Derrick, Cady studying tape on the WGWF Network….when Camden fought CCP all those years ago at Summer Madness 2011 the left eye injury came into play then and we all know that orbital bone never REALLY heals.”
Brian obviously has a strategy to work in here, while Camden is just letting loose with all her aggression. Right now, Cady’s way seems to be working as he crawls out from the ring to the outside, again firing punches deliberately aimed at Jocelyn’s left orbital bone. Cady then taking Camden and lifting her over his head…lining him up with the guard rail … AND DROPS CAMDEN’S FACE RIGHT ONTO THE RAILING!!Jocelyn falls back in agony, coving up her targeted eye. She momentarily screams in pain, the camera capturing it before panning up to show Brian Cady with his newfound sick, slasher smile etched on his face as he rolls in & out of the ring breaking the ten count. As he slowly walks over to Jocelyn and slaps her on the back of the head, taunting at her.
“What now, Jocey?? Huh? Ya gonna kick my head in, huh? Ya gonna bite me? BITCH!”
Diamond “CLASSY….but Brian should be worrying about WINNING and watching that clock”
Cady slaps Camden’s head once more for even more heat, taking Camden up by the head and dragging her back up…only for Camden to BURST from Brian’ s grip, grabbing at Cady’s head … AND CAMDEN ACTUALLY BITES HELMS RIGHT ON THE NOSE!! Jocelyn even tears some skin off as she rips away, the crowd again turning the heat into wild pops! Cady is reeling and gripping at his nose, not sure what the hell to think except that maybe he should keep his mouth shut.
Baxter “SHE BIT HIM…SHE ACTUALLY BIT HIM.”
Diamond “Iron Mike eat your heart out, THAT’S THE WGWF’S BADDEST BITCH….Jocelyn Camden.”
Jocelyn takes this moment to lean up against the railing closest to the announce table, trying to gather herself a little bit. But she doesn’t have much time, as a now enraged Cady stops holding his bitten appendage and rushes at Jocelyn … ONLY FOR CAMDEN TO BACK BODY DROP HIM RIGHT OVER THE RAILING AND INTO THE FANS’ LAPS!!! CADDY HITS PURE CONCRETE!! Brian bends to tend to his impacted spine, screaming in pain as fans around him cheer wildly. As Jocelyn takes a moment to again tend to her eye before climbing over the rail and seeing Cady trying to crawl back to his feet, only to DRILL HIM IN THE HEAD WITH A STIFF KICK!! A blow that would make puroresu fans happy sends Cady onto his stomach and possibly avenges the kick to Camden’s head earlier. Jocelyn then ventures over and takes Cady up by his neck and tights, runs, and SLINGS HIM BACK OVER THE RAIL, again forcing Brian to land on his already weakened spine! Camden tosses Cady back into the ring as she grabs the right shoulder of Brian’s & then reaches for his other one … AND LOOKS FOR THE WRIST-CLUTCH STOMPS…but Cady squirms away while on his back to the nearby ropes, clogging up any chance Jocelyn might have had with the move. Camden backs off by order of the referee, Brian getting back up to his feet and trying to regain his breath after nearly getting his head stomped in. He props himself up on the ropes with his arms wide, leaving his chest wide open for a particularly stinging Camden knife-edge CHOP(Woooooo!) Cady immediately regrets the decision to leave his pecs unguarded, curling his arms back over his chest as he steps away from the ropes, dropping to his knees. Jocelyn sees this as another opening, rearing back and NAILING HELMS IN THE CHEST WITH A SHOOT KICK!! Jocelyn then rears back … AND NAILS ANOTHER!! AND ANOTHER!! AND ANOTHER!! Cady’s body whiplashes violently with each blow, Camden again stepping back. This time, she pumps her fists and yells loudly across the Thomas & Mack Center, the crowd yelling with her and going for the FINISHING ROUNDHOUSE … NO!! Cady’s knows Jocelyn and ducks the final blow, quickly getting some footing and hitting Camden from behind with a low dropkick. Jocelyn drops from her legs being pulled from underneath her, trying to get back up on all fours before propping herself on her knees. As Cady is on his feet and strikes Camden one more time in the injured eye before tugging at her hair and forcing her to look up into Brain’s face –
“I’M GOING TO WRESTLEWAR’S DAMMIT”
Cady boast garners him some heat before he rears back … AND HE BLASTS CAMDEN IN THE CHEST WITH A SHOOT KICK!! This garners even more heat, but he’s not done, gearing back and HITTING ANOTHER!! AND ANOTHER!! AND ANOTHER!! Perfectly flipping the very move from just a few seconds ago, Jocelyn’s body is struck hard with each blow, but she stays more stationary than Brian was. Even so, Brian mimics Camden’s fist pump and battle cry, getting another negative reaction before HE GOES FOR THE FINAL ROUNDHOUSE TO THE SKULL ... but Jocelyn ducks and takes down Brian from behind with a single leg take down on the backswing…crawls quickly to the front … AND GETS IN THE CROSSFACE … but not completely!! Once again, Cady scurries to the ropes and jams the move by technicality before Camden has a chance to set it off.
Diamond “What? Did that rat face coward bath himself in oil before the match? They way he succories like a bitch over to the rope on every exchange.”
Baxter “It’s called RING IQ Derrick; Cady has a plan and then a plan in case that plan fails and so forth.”
Diamond “He didn’t have a plan when Tolly attacked him earlier.”
Camden quickly steps off of Brian and waits for him to get back to his feet once more, Cady somewhat drunkenly stepping back to the center ring and getting nailed in the calf by another Camden shoot kick! Brian take it, but shrugs it off a bit before nailing Camden in the calf with a shoot kick of his own!! Camden then retaliates with another calf shoot, only for Cady to retaliate with another! The crowd is getting into this vengeful battle of one-upsmanship!
BOO!!
YAY!!
BOO!!
YAY!!
BOO!!
YAY!!
YAY!!
YAY!!
Cady abandons the kicks and suddenly comes around with a hard haymaker, again aimed right at Jocelyn’s injured eye –
BOO!!
BOO!!
YAY!!
YAY!!
OOOoooooOOOOOOHHH…
Jocelyn bounces off the opposite ropes and rushes at the rope-leaning Caddy…who lifts her over him and plants her on the apron! Jocelyn is now right on the platform entrance aisle, she and Brian continuing this duel with straight punches with the ropes between them –
YAY!!
BOO!!
YAY!!
BOO!!
YAY!!
BOO!!
BOO!!
BOO!!
OooooOOOOOOOOOHHHH…
Cady has Jocelyn somewhat groggy, taking that chance to run behind her and rebound off the rope and go for a big move…
YAY!!!
Camden counters with a beautifully timed roundhouse to the midsection through the middle rope!! It forces Cady to double over, Jocelyn shaking a cobweb out before reaching over the top rope and getting Cady in a double underhook and beginning to take his momentum backward…and brings Brian over the ropes … WITH A BUTTERFLY SUPLEX FROM THE RING RIGHT ON TOP OF THE ELEVATED AISLE!!!
Diamond “The absolute strength and savvy of Camden on display after that exchange ending with Cady lying back on the entrance way.”
Very faint “HOLY SHIT” chants can be heard as Cady splats against the hard platform. The move takes a little bit out of Jocelyn too, her back taking a flat bump against the platform as well. It doesn’t hurt nearly as much as Cady’, giving Camden all the strength, she needs to roll to her feet. Brian is hurt so much, he rolls off of the platform aisle, slumping to the floor below. As Camden watches Brian try to get away and recover, just watching him as he pulls himself up using the ring lip. Brian has to prop his ailing back up against the ring post on the floor, Camden suddenly flying into the frame … AND SANWICHING CADY’S SKULL BETWEEN THE STEEL POST AND THE FLYING KNEE!!
Baxter “OH Brian, Derrick Camden certainly showing off HER ruthlessness here tonight in Sin City and with a chance at Main Eventing a SECOND WrestleWar’s I really can’t blame her.”
Diamond “It would actually be her third as WrestleWar’s Six back in 2012 saw here end the night in that EPICE 3 way for the WGWF Championship.”
The crowd “ooooohs” with the absolute ferocity being shown here by Jocelyn, the knee clacking against Cady’s skull. Camden g lets out a small feral yell when she gets back to her feet, the crowd joining in with her. As Camden then takes Cady right back in her clutches and once again slides him underneath the bottom rope before following in pursuit, but Cady keeps on rolling, getting farther away from Jocelyn as she slides in. This forces Jocelyn to crawl a few extra feet and force Brian onto his back for another cover –ONE…TWO…THR-NO!!! Brian throws up a shoulder somehow!! Getting his skull damn near fractured on the post and getting his back repeatedly warped isn’t demotivating Brian in the slightest! Jocelyn isn’t pleased he’s not going down as she wraps up both of Caddy’s’ legs and then grabs both wrists and starts rocking back and forth, forcing Cady’s body to go with her, setting up for the surfboard stretch…but Brian rips his arms away from Camden’s clutches, forcing Jocelyn to fall back against the canvas with no leverage. Quickly Camden springs back up to her feet from the slight setback, Cady groggily getting to his feet much slower, but when Jocelyn approaches she gets a surprise when Cady HEADBUTTS HER RIGHT IN THE INJURED ORBITAL BONE Jocelyn is immediately taken aback and clutching her face in pain, with Cady creating an opening for himself and keeping it open by taking Jocelyn and throwing her face into a turnbuckle, further damaging the targeted region. Once Camden’s face bounces off and reveals itself for a moment, we can see that his is indeed bleeding from the eye a tad.
Diamond “You talk about RUTHLESSNESS Baxter, THAT little piss ant Brian Cady just drew first blood from the Hall of Fame’er”
Baxter “Cady is putting it ALL on the line for the chance to redefine HIS legacy in WGWF and make his FIRST WrestleWar’s main event.”
Cady hits Camden with a CHOP(Wooooo!) that backs her back into the same corner before Brian yanks Camden out, gets her in a backdrop position … and then throws Jocelyn into the canvas with a WHEELBARROW FACEBUSTER!! Cady keeps blatantly going after the now bleeding eye of Camden, but he doesn’t give much of a shit if it’s a cheap strategy because now it’s getting him his first fall attempt of the match –ONE..TWO…THR-NO!! Jocelyn is hurt and squirting, but she’s not done yet! Just after she throws his shoulder up, she goes right back to tending to the eye, making sure not to elevate her head so that Cady can further mess her up. Cady strikes Camden several times to soften up her covering up, wrapping up Camden’s legs the same way Jocelyn had his. He then forcibly takes Camden’s wrists and begins shifting his weight on several attempts … BEFORE CATCHING CAMDEN IN HER OWN SURFBOARD STRETCH!!
Baxter “They say imitation is the most sincerest form of flattery.”
Cady is shown having his sick smile grow wider and wider the more he hears Camden cry out in pain. Mahoney has to ask Jocelyn if she would like to give up, but Jocelyn constantly refuses, shaking her head with more vigor with every question. Just when it looks like Cady may be running out of steam on the move, Brian starts bringing Jocelyn closer and closer to his own body … AND LOOKS FOR THE DRAGON SLEEPER to go along with the stretch…but Jocelyn begins to fight out, knowing exactly what Cady is going for! As se starts pounding backhand fists off of Brian’s midsection before getting one that nails Cady in the face, forcing him to let go. Still with leverage though Caddy once again goes for the eye and with a thumb to the RIGHT eye instead of the left surprises Camden as Cady rolls through for another cover-ONE….TWO….THRE-NO!!!! Jocelyn still has life in her!! Cady isn’t pleased with that at all, the crowd loving that this is still going on. Brian shakes it off a bit and waits for Camden to drift back to a vertical base, catching her from behind and going for the X MARKS THE SPOT … NO!! Jocelyn jams the move and spins around while still in the headlock…pops her hips … AND NAILS A PERFECT NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX!! Camden upholds the bridge and gets another cover –
ONE…
TWO…
THRE-NO!!
Juuuuust in the nick of time does Cady throw his legs up! Brian twists his entire body to somehow escape the move and keep on surviving, deflating the crowd back down. Jocelyn isn’t quick to recover at all, still feeling the effects of everything she’s taken. She shakes some cobwebs out before turning back to where Cady lies … PELEE!! THE PELEE KICK!! CADY PULLS OUT A PELLE KICK!! Brian surprises everyone and clutches Jocelyn, hooking a leg –
ONE…
TWO…
THR-NO!!!
Now it’s Camden’s turn to kick out at the very last second!! Cady is almost beside himself as the Thomas & Mack Center pops off one more time!! As Brian pulls Mahoney in and tells him that “that shit was three”, but Goose shakes his head and continues to hold up two fingers. An angered Cady then peers over his shoulder to take another venge-filled look at Camden before climbing through the ropes and heading to the top. Cady is going all high risk here, stalking Jocelyn until she stands … leaping … OVERCAST … NO!! Camden catches him on her shoulders and tries to flow right into the DEATH VALLEY DRIVER … but Cady uses the momentum to carry him all the way over to the ropes nearest the entrance platform, Cady again just barely able to counter a sequence from their previous meetings. Brian holds onto the rope for dear life as Jocelyn tries and tries to tug away and nail the big move, but the “X-Effect” isn’t letting go. Instead, Camden tries to throw him over, only for Cady to land on the apron on his feet. On the throw around, however, Cady keeps a headlock on Camden, getting her up for a suplex over the ropes…and suddenly shifts the momentum when vertical … BRAINBUSTER!! BRAINBUSTER ON THE PLATFORM!!
Diamond “ OHH MYY GAAAAAHHHDD!!!!”
Cady is really pulling out all the stops here, even the Vegas crowd having to give him major props for that huge move. Brian is breathing hard, almost looking like he can’t believe it himself. The crowd remains buzzing as Cady now drags the carcass of Camden back through the ropes, huffing and puffing after giving so much to get his chance to main event WrestleWar’s. He rolls Camden more away from the ropes and shoots a half before having to throw himself on top –
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
NO!!!
Diamond “CAMDEN STAYS ALIVE!! CAMDNE STAYS ALIVE!! BAH GAWD, IT’S NOT OVER YET!”
Camden, taking a great deal of abuse, will not go down with a chance at the Granddaddy in all of WGWF on the line, WrestleWar’s!! Cady slumps off of Camden’s body in disbelief, laying completely flat and throwing his hands over his face. Jocelyn hasn’t moved since the rolling of the shoulder, still on a side. Nearly 12,000 in the Thomas & Mack Center are on their feet for the display both these WGWF superstars for the performance they are putting on here. Cady finally sits up after looking up at the lights for a bit…and it looks like he has an idea. Brian scoots over to the edge of the ring and rolls out by the bell keeper’s area. He orders the timekeeper and Master’s to move before snatching away … A STEEL CHAIR!!! As Caddy rolls into the ring with it, but the referee gets in front of him and tries to take it away from him. Cady refuses to lose, now playing tug of war with Mahoney. Brian wins the war, pulling the chair away and lunging at the now vertical Jocelyn, and HITTING HER WITH THE CHAIR …NO!!!!! Jocelyn jams the blow … CROSS FACE!! CROSS FACE!!!
Both stars are now lying on the canvas with Camden selling the adrenaline pumping through her veins. While Cady struggles mightily as his arm and neck are wrenched in torturous positions, trying with all his might to not tap out. As Camden pulls back even harder, but Cady is bound and determined not to pound his hand against the canvas. Mahoney is close to Cady’s extended arm, watching closely to see if it’s ever going to come down…
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… AND CADY GETS TO A ROPE!!
Diamond “Awe, SON OF A BITCH”
Baxter “YES….YES….BRAIN KEEPS HOPE ALIVE!!!!”
The crowd deflates as Camden is forced to let go, pissed as all hell that Cady didn’t submit. Mahoney tells her that she had to let go, but as Camden rises from her seated position to Mahoney’s face, shouting “I HAVE ‘TIL FIVE!!” Those who can hear her give another big pop, the frustrated Camden looking like a rabid beast by this point with blood and sweat engulfing the whole left half of her face. After screaming in the official’s face, Jocelyn has to reach over and peel Cady off of the ropes he’s gripped to escape the lock, only for Cady to hit Camden with a nice back kick to the gut. Following this and a hard blow to the head, Cady has enough space to take Camden and whip her towards a corner, but the ready and agile Camden leaps and backflips over the charging Cady. But right as Jocelyn flips, Cady leaps onto the second rope, twisting and leaping back FOR THE OVERCAST AFTER THE BACKFLIP … but Camden takes a step back … AND DRILLS CADY WITH A WIMBELDON COMMON!!! THE WIMBELDON COMMON!!!! THE STUNNER STRIKES AGAIN!!!
Baxter “No….No…..No……NO….NO!!!!!!”
Diamond “YES…..YES….YES….CAMDEN STRIKES……..BUT HOW MUCH AND HOW LONG HAS THIS WAR GONE ON FOR? WE NEED A COVER HERE….COVER HIM CAMDEN”
Camden is struggling to drag her arm over the lifeless body of Cady, there ONE FINGER is over the chest as the ref counts……
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ONE
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TWO
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...THREE!!!!
*DING…..DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNER (pop) of the match at a time of 27:00 and advancing to the MAIN EVENT of WrestleWar’s Thirteen…..JOCLEYNNNNNNN……CAMDENNNNNNN!!!!!!
Diamond “She did IT!!!! Jocelyn Camden is the FIRST to stamp her ticket to the main event of WrestleWar’s for a chance at the World Championship.”
Baxter “Yeah but DISPITE the WORST efforts of John Tolly, Brian Cady was able to hang with the Hall of Fame’er going 27 minutes.”
Diamond “I’ll give the devil his due he can certainly hang with one of the greats, who speaking of which doesn’t look so great now. I hope her eye heals before WrestleWar’s.”
As a few medical trainers tend to Camden in the ring, Cady is shown walking up the entrance ramp when the titantron flickers & JOHN TOLLY is on screen in the parking lot.
Tolly: Oh Brian you were THAT close to going to WrestleWar’s…..I sure hope wasn’t ME….(mild pop)….who cost you a chance at that.”
Cady is seething on the entrance way mouthing “You sorry son of a bitch”. As he shouts, “I’M COMING TO YOU TOLLY…YOU’RE DEAD!!!” Cady spirts up the ramp towards the entrance way……
Diamond “Oh boy is security out in the parking….OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!”
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Baxter “SPEAR…..SPEAR…..JOHN TOLLY JUST SPEARD BRIAN CADY ON THE STAGE!!!!!!!!”
From out of nowhere Tolly emerges out from behind the current and breaks Cady in half with a spear much to the DELIGHT of this capacity crowd as Tolly is quick to jump off the ramp avoiding the rush of WGWF official & referee’s who check on Cady as Camden walks by and KICKS CADY IN THE NUTS!!!!!!!!
Diamond “And ONE MORE for good measure, we have to take a quick break. Come back to us.”
The shot is that of Cady grabbing at his lower half as Brawl takes it’s first break of the evening.
*** Commercial Break ***
GLORIOUS PEP TALK
Coming back after break the image is that of a previous match from WrestleWar’s 11 as a sequence between Tristian Slater verse Paul Frost is shown on another TV set as we pan back showing DORLING….(pop) watching with interest as we then see WGWF legend MARK FOLEY (pop) walks into the shot.
Foley: See you want to avoid Tristian high risk offense, he’s not a highflyer but the man can bring the pain from up high.
We go back to the screen showing the following moments.
Two bloodied leaders of their respected “factions” are both once again selling the incredible pain that submissions yield! The way Frost landed on the reverse neck breaker is brought into play, as his back has to be still feeling those effects and now having to put up with the weight of Slater and the way he’s torquing the body of Frost! Slater pulls back more and more, making the crimson Frost scream more and more in pain. As Frost tries to crawl away, Slater starts pulling back just a bit more…perhaps going for the ELEVATED CLOVERLEAF!!!!
“And then WOOOOOOOO”
POP
The unmistakable sights & sounds of Richard Fliehr enters the shot walking up on the other side of Dorling standing in a locker room backstage. Of course, the “Nature MAN” is dressed in style.
Flier: But brother what you REALLY need to do is avoid his submission holds brother, he’s outright GLOURIOUS in that regard
Diamond “Would you look at that Dorling sitting under the learning tree of two WGWF ICON’s right there from those WAY early days.”
Baxter “Who let them OUT OF THE HOME?”
“ you know what I THINK…….”
POP
John Gambino walks into frame as Foley & Flier each share a quick fist bump/ hug with the Hall of Fame’er.
Gambino: I was going to say despite just missing the cut for chance against Slater from my own experience Dorling you have……
Flier: WOOOO, easy there Big Man we WANT Dorling…(pop)…Mr. LAS VEGAS to WIN tonight and Big Man while you’re great man you NEVER won against Slater.
Foley: Plus John I mean let the legends do a little of the talking as THIS guy….(Foley points at Dorling)…..will be the NEXT WGWF Champion.
Gambino: Oh really?
“REALLY?”
There’s a MEGA POP as TRISTAN SLATER walks into frame.
Slater: With all due respect John, Mark, Ric and you Dorling. Tonight in front of this SELL OUT crowd….(pop)….YOUR HOME TOWN OF LAS VEGAS….(hometown POP)…..the GLORIOUS ONE…….will BEAT YOU…(mixed heat)…..and I will go on and Main Event MY third WrestleWar’s and WIN MY WGWF CHAMPIONSHIP….BACK!!!!!
We can see Dorling stepping closer to Slater
Slater: What? You got something to say?
Dorling: Yeah, there’s no doubt you’ve BEEN the man around these parts, you’ve BEEN to the top of the mountain more than once and quite frankly Tristian you’ve BEEN and ARE the best I’ve ever seen, BUT your in MY HOUSE….(pop)…..and in MY HOUSE…..IN OUR HOUSE…..the best ISN’T good enough to beat a man who goes ALL IN!!!!!!
We then see Foley & Flier each place a hand on Dorling’s shoulders
Foley: And HE’S….ALL……IN!!!!!
Flier: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Slater (smirks): Cute but boy the only ALL IN your actually going to get is ALL the ASS WHOPPING…(heat)….you can take….IN…MY RING….(heat)….out there tonight and that will be….GLOURIOUS…..WOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Cameras keep on Gambino’s stare towards Dorling as Slater walks out of frame as cameras keep backstage over to the Monday night Brawl interview area where Denise Essex is standing by with a special guest.
You've Got a Friend In Me!
Essex: Tonight the road to WrestleWar’s continues and with Elimination Chamber qualifying matches this evening brings about the return of WGWF superstars, one match this evening see’s the return of TWO WGWF Hall of Famer’s as HUNTER battles my guest at this time….TAX!!!!!
The cheers continue as Tax still dressed in his street attire, gym bag over the shoulder and holding a water bottle steps into frame.
Essex: Tax welcome back.
Tax (takes a sip of water): Thanks, it’s great to be back honestly and it will be even GREATER when I walk that isle and step into the ring across from one of the BEST ever, when I battle HUNTER and……
“ONE OF THE BEST EVER…..YOUR TOO KIND”
Diamond” WHAT?”
Baxter “ IS RAZ…..JUSTIN RAZIEL JONES!!!!!”
Diamond” The Hall of Fame’ers just keep on coming.”
Raziel dressed as fashionable as ever in a slate grey Armani suit with a sky blue shirt/tie combination underneath, Raz embraces Tax as if they were long lost pals from anther life.
Raz: Denise, Tax I just wanted to wish you good luck tonight against that PRICK …(heat)…HUNTER….who is STILL a Ryan just because stops saying his last name doesn’t mean it’s gone. But yeah anyways I wish you good luck and when you WIN that WGWF Championship…(pop)…I call shotgun on your first match.
Tax: Sure Raz, sounds good brother.
Raz: Alright, I’m rooting for ya.
With that Raziel walks off camera leaving a perplexed Denise still with Tax
Essex: Well that was interesting, your thoughts?
Tax: I know MOST would probably look at Justin and PUNCH HIS LIGHTS OUT….(pop)…I mean he was a snake in the grass but Denise I can’t….I’m taking it on good faith that Raz has changed because I have. The hard way…...but I have changed and now my focus is on TONIGHT and MY road to redemption begins in that ring where……
“Tax…. buddy….Tax….SOOOO sorry….I took this by mistake.”
Once again Raz walks into frame and hands back Tax’s water bottle before leaving again
Tax: Thanks Raz, see he’s changing already….(Tax takes a sip of water)…..like I was saying TONIGHT….my road BACK TO THE TOP begins when I beat HUNTER and head to the MAIN EVENT…(pop)….of WRESTLEWAR’S!!!!!! And you can BANK on that!
Diamond” I can’t wait for Tax and HUNTER later tonight but after the break the Chamber qualifier’s continue as Alyce Starchylde….”
Baxter “My QUEEN & PICK!!!”
Diamond “Alyce takes on Ryder Rebel after the break.”
*** Commercial Break ***
Returning from break cameras take a few moments to shoot those stunning Vegas Showgirls still standing on the entrance way before returning to the ring where Donald Master’s stands ready for pre-match introductions.
Diamond “Well Ryder Rebel should already be ready in the ring.”
Baxter “Mind games, Derrick. Those bastard bikers play mind games.”
Donald Master’s: The following is an Elimination Chamber Qualifying MATCH……..(pop)….the winner of the match will advance and earn themselves a spot in the MAIN EVENT….of WRESTLEWAR’S….for a chance at the WGWF Championship!!!!!
POP
Master’s: Introducing first she hails from Hollywood, California…..(heat)…..this is ALYCE STARCHYLDEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
The strains of K Flay’s ‘Blood in the Cut’ drifts through the air as Alyce steps out on the entrance ramp. Her head bounces softly in time to the music and then she lurches forward down the aisle towards the ring. She doesn’t seem to notice the crowd as her haunted eyes stare towards the ring. She approaches, slides under the ring ropes and slouches in a corner as she awaits her opponent.
Master’s: And introducing her opponent hailing from the Wrong side of the Tracks, this is RYDERRRR…..REBELLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!
“Follow you Home” begins blaring over the speakers as the smoke fills the entrance way but NO Ryder Rebel at all, again his theme kicks up over the PA and the smoke fills the entrance way
NO RYDER REBEL
Those mild cheers have now turned into jeers as the entrance way remains empty as cameras catch a glimpse of the now vertical Alyce Starchylde still leaning in her corner laughing at the situation.
Diamond “What is going on here tonight? I mean when you have the CHANCE at WrestleWar’s and WGWF Championship you just don’t NO SHOW!!!! And why is that JEZEBEL laughing?”
Baxter “Because a NO-SHOW equals a FOREFEET which means Alyce is not only going to WrestleWar’s but ENTERING THE CHAMBER LAST!!!!!!”
Master’s: And introducing RYDER……..REBELLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!
Diamond “OH MY GOD!!!!!!!”
Just on Master’s cue the body of Ryder Rebel is thrown out on stage, the Vegas Showgirls quickly cry out in PANIC as through the smoke walks out this MONSTER of a MAN….WEARING A BUNNY MASK!!!!!!!
Cameras glimpse down at Ryder who has been battered, bruised and left bloody by this monster, meanwhile in the ring Alyce is motioning and shouting “BRING HIM TO ME!!!!”. The HEAT is real as the masked monster takes a few shots to Ryder’s ribs before a boot to the skull knock whatever life out of him, he may have had. With ONE arm, the Rabbit scoops Ryder over his shoulder’s and carries him to the ring rope and THROWS HIM INTO THE RING UP & OVER THE TOP ROPES!!!!!!!
Baxter “The POWER from that monster and the PAIN Ryder is in. Game OVER Derrick.”
Diamond “Are they actually going to have a FARCE of a match to satisfy this DAMN JEZABLES obsession second only to God’s for the WGWF Championship?”
Alyce shouts “RING THE DAMN BELL”
*Ding…Ding*
Without wasting a single second, Starchylde turns the bloody Ryder Rebel over onto his back with the tip of her boot and then stands on his chest as she looks over to Goose Mahoney & shouts “COUNT”- ONE……TWO…..THREE!!!!
*DING….DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNER (HEAT) of the match at a time of TWENTY SECONDS (MEGA HEAT) and advancing to the MAIN EVENT of WrestleWar’s Thirteen…..ALYCE…….STARCHYLDEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
Diamond “What a load of CRAP we’ve just witnessed here this evening.”
The official quickly drops Alyce’s hand and check on Rebel on the canvas the MONSTER wearing a Bunny Mask steps over the top rope and stands behind Alyce who is given a microphone via the stagehand.
Starchylde: That’s right, let it ALL out…come on…BOO ME….LOATH ME……HATE ME ALL YOU WANT!!!!!
MEGA HEAT
Starchylde: It means DAMN NEAR NOTHING, so for all of your cries of hatred what stands before you in this ring is soon to be NEW….(heat)….WGWF WORLD CHAMPION….because I’m going to WrestleWar’s……
Alyce turns her head looking over the WrestleWar’s sign that sits over the arena
Starchylde: Is this the part where I’m supposed to point to that sign and smile for all of you? No, I’m NOT going to do that, see people only point to that sign because they’re happy to be there. I’m NOT, I only came BACK to erase a mistake two years prior when I was ROBBED (heat) of MY Title to that Charlton Tristian Slater…(mixed pop)…..and then I was bamboozled out of the main event by Chris “I can’t Pay Child Support” Page….(pop) and his BASTARD son Andy Johnston…(POP)…..oh that nice you like the, well I and MY friend here don’t give a flying FUCK.
HEAT
Starchylde: This…..(places her hand on the Monster’s chest)……this is the NEWEST addition to my little tea party, the WHITE RABBIT…(heat)….he will ENSURE that Alyce NEVER gets robbed EVER AGAIN!!!!! Just like tonight the White Rabbit ensured I would be ENTERING the Chamber LAST…(heat)…. basically MY NAME should already be engraved on MY CHAMPIONSHIP….(heat)….because NOBODY is beating MY TIME. Tick Tock WrestleWar’s your QUEEN is on her way and soon enough the WGWF will finally become WONDERLAND!
With that Alyce drops the mic and leaves the ring with her White Rabbit following close behind as cameras cut quickly to the back-showing Jocelyn Camden watching the “results” with a look of disgust written all over her face.
Camden: Are you fucking kidding me with that cunt?
“Pardon me?”
The HEAT increases as Velvet alongside Dusk & Ridge walk into frame.
Camden: What do you want? I said CUNT not CRAZY CUNT, get the hell out of my face.
Velvet: No….no….no…you DON’T understand…..I know a secret….I know a secret.
Camden: What? That YOUR God’s a LOSER!
POP
Velvet: How dare you speak HIS name after a filthily gutter slut such as yourself dared to stain the grace of God last week with your befouled grubby mitts.
HEAT
Camden (smiling): Yes it’s pattern with Frost and myself, God always GETS HIS ASSED KICKED when he & I met. I’m hoping we met again real soon.
MEGA POP
Velvet: Funny, God gave up on you ALONG time ago Jocelyn, but I didn’t, see I wanted you to be the FIRST to know this secret. God spoke to me and let me know what GREAT pals you and Circa were back in the day.
Camden: She was MY mate and it was great watching her kick your ass just the same on Brawl.
Velvet: Well that’s the LAST time you and ANYONE else ever see Circa in a WGWF ring for a LONGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG time. Turns out she’s NOT medically cleared to compete and the WGWF FIRED HER!!!!!
HEAT
Camden gets right in the face of Velvet as Dusk & Ridge close in as well
Velvet: Awwww, boo-hoo that brown piece of shit went BACK home and if you’ve got a problem I God’s horsemen would be happy to BEAT you back all the way to a hospital bed.
“Not going to happen”
Diamond “HEAT & FIRE…..THE HALL OF FAME’ERS RETURN.”
Heat & Fire each flank Camden as we now have a six person stand off in the backstage area.
Camden: Boys this really WASN’T necessary because I’m NOT going to risk MY WrestleWar’s moment to deal with this whore and those REJECTED Catholic Rape VICTIMS.
MEGA POP
Camden: But I’ll talk to Matt and for the FIRST time on Brawl Talk next week Heat and Fire will tag with a woman of MY choosing, a woman that will KICK YOUR ASS and the rest of the Extinction.
POP
Velvet: Go on bring your sinners and US saint's will happily lay waste, as Dusk & Ridge bathe and feast on their flesh and blood in HIS name, in God’s Name….IN FROST’S NAME!!!!!
HEAT
Diamond “ Well I guess HISTORY will be made next week on Brawl talk with a six person mixed tag team match which will see a mystery woman team with Heat and Fire to face off against Velvet, Dusk and Ridge better known as the Extinction.”
Baxter “ Speaking of the Extinction and more importantly Paul Frost, we’ve been told that somewhere in this SOLD OUT arena, that Frost a GOD of his word has indeed reserved a seat for Marcus Enderton as the tow are set to come face to face after Marcus basically cost Frost the chance to compete for a spot in the chamber himself.”
Diamond” Speaking of chamber qualifier’s after this quick break we will return on Monday Night Brawl as Hawaiian Hardhead will face off against John the BEAST Cable and that match is NEXT!!!!”
*** Commercial Break ***
Donald Master’s: The following is an Elimination Chamber Qualifying MATCH……..(pop)….the winner of the match will advance and earn themselves a spot in the MAIN EVENT….of WRESTLEWAR’S….for a chance at the WGWF Championship!!!!!
POP
Master’s: Introducing first he stands six foot five, weighing in at 267 pounds and hailing from Jacksonville Florida….he is the “BEAST”…..(pop)….this is JOHNNNNNNNNNNNN…….CABLEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
"The lights dim around the arena and a hush descends on the crowd. The opening taps of drums and the beginning riffs of the guitar of Pop Evil's 'Trenches' can be heard filtering through the speakers. Green pin spots swirl wildly around the arena flashing across the fans as they start to cheer wildly. Smoke fills the metal ramp as the drum beat and the guitar pick up a bit. A figure can be seen making its way out of the curtain atop the ramp, and green spotlights tear into the darkness, crisscrossing wildly in front of the curtain where we see a large silhouette of a man lit from behind the curtains.
The lyrics begin to chant the chorus and the fans really get into the bass beat of the drums and the kicking riffs of the guitar. The spotlights are waving across the stage wildly, and out of the darkness of the curtain, into the green spotlights waving everywhere, just as the music kicks in hard, Johnathan Cable springs forward onto the ramp screaming at the night. Cables makes his way down the ramp towards the rings as the fans cheer wildly. The lights fade in as the music goes on, and Johnathan slides in under the ropes to get ready for his match.
Master’s: And introducing his opponent , he stands six feet eight inches, weighing in a 313 pounds, now residing in Tampa Bay Florida…..this is the “Island Warrior”……..HAWAIIANNNNNNNNNN…..(heat)…..HARDHEADDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!
As the opening guitar riff to "Heaven" by Los Lonely Boyz blasts out on the PA system, Hawaiian Hardhead comes out, Hawaiian shirt straight form Margaritaville adorned as his top. The shades across his eyes block out the lights as he begins walking to the ring. With arms wide and soaking in the feeling of the crowd, HHH nods in appreciation. As he walks down the ramp, he makes sure to high-five as many fans as he can. He finds a young child, smiling at this strange oaf with a weird shirt. HHH takes his shades off, placing them on the face of the child before continuing his walk. Once he approaches ringside, HHH takes the steps, hitting on the apron. He wipes his feet a bit before entering through the top and middle ropes. Once in the ring, he spreads his arms to the crowd. He looks at each side, making sure to bow to the four ropes. Upon his completion, he goes to a nearby turnbuckle, reaching the middle rope. He raises up both his arms, fists clenched tight. Once he soaks in the adulation, he takes his shirt off, throwing it out to the crowd. He hops down, ready for the match to begin.
*Ding…..Ding*
Hardhead & Cable are just staring holes in one another, their incredibly intense gazes completely unfaltering. They don’t even bother to circle one another, merely staring into each other’s fury and not budging. The pressure cooker mounds between both men until they suddenly lean towards the center of the ring and both men initiate in a ridiculously intense lock-up, neither man able to gain the upper hand on the other. The two force one another to step all over the ring, neither man able to get an advantage. They realize their stalemate and break up the lock, both men taking steps back into corners. Their eyes still never leave one another and it’s not long before they’ve wiped their hands off, shaken it out, and they’re back at it again – a second lock-up. This one is just as intense as the last one, except this time, both men are charging like bulls locking horns, Hardhead forcing Cable up against the ropes, but as the referee orders him to get him off those ropes, Johnathan roars back and pushes Hawaiian all the way back against the opposite ropes before Hardhead forces both men back into the middle of the ring, those horns still locked. Again, neither man can gain an advantage, and they undo their lock-up. Many in the crowd express their respect for the sheer intensity and power both men are displaying here, but there’s no love lost between the two titans in the ring. They go at it one more time, both men taking the step and getting in another lock-up, this one again turning into a 270-lb tug of war. But this time, neither man is willing to unhook the thing, both men actually forcing each other against some ropes…before they roll outside the ring, the collar-and-elbow tie still locked in. They’re roaming around the outside now, their intense tie-up still going on. They break it up and stare daggers at each other once again, before both men simultaneously roll back into the ring, but the second they roll back to their feet, Cable breaks the civility by SLAPPING HARDHEAD ACROSS THE CHEST very promptly. Hawaiian reels a little bit, but he mostly just stares right back at Cable, his infamously buggy eyes looking angrily back. The “Beast” just looks back at Hardhead and has a look that just says ‘you want some more?’ Hardhead responds by SHOVING CABLE BACK, a push like that possibly breaking a normal man in half, but Cable stays standing, now staring daggers back at Hardhead.
Diamond “ It’s like an old west stand off with these two gun slingers here tonight.”
Baxter “Yeah by old west you mean the Jurassic era of human history, these tow MONSTER’S are goanna tear the other apart just for the chance at entering the chamber come May 25th.”
Referee Ray Ramsey tries to get between both men and asks them to back away from one another, which Hardhead backs away from, but Cable just stands looking at Hardhead with a smirk. Cable soon backs away and gives the space the referee is asking for before sicking both men back on each other. They both go for one more lock-up, but Cable uses some of his mat prowess and shoots towards Hardhead’s legs, getting a single leg takedown. Cable spins on top of Hawaiian’s body, but the big man is quick to counter, leading to the two reversing each other’s grapples in a ground game fury. When the tanks are done maneuvering, It’s Hardhead who is in control of Cale, grappling him in a front headlock as he performs what amateur wrestlers call the ‘cement mixer’, taking John’s head and arm and whipping him over, landing on top of him –1…NO!! Cable is quick to kick out of the move, Hardhead flashing a part of his move set people forgot he had and possibly even surprising Cable. Even so, the “Beast” quickly flurries out of the move, catching Hardhead’s ankle yet again, but Hawaiian is quick to get to his feet and force John to let go of it, Cable instead transitioning his grip to a rear waistlock takedown, putting Hawaiian right back on the mat. Cable now exhibits some mat skills there, immediately jumping to Hawaiian’s head and trapping him in a front headlock now, both men almost completely flat on the canvas. Cable seems to want to cut off the circulation from the stronger Hawaiian, but the Hardhead begins to show signs of life and start making it to his feet. As he tries to get up, we can see Cable clench the hold harder, momentarily stopping Hawaiian on one knee. John keeps the move locked in as hard as he can, but Hardhead still has the power to get to his feet, Cable then transitions the move…HEAD AND ARM SUPLEX!! Cable turns the submission hold into flipping Hawaiian completely over! Cable now jumps with a cover –1…NO!!
Diamond “Odd’s have gotta be in Cable favor tonight, despite Hardhead’s size and skill Cable has been on this path towards Championship glory for a very long time.”
Hawaiian is quick to get out of that one, rolling to his feet and staring Cable down once again. John then extends his arms and motions with two fingers for Hardhead to ‘bring it’. Hawaiian is more than happy to oblige, charging at Cable with a clothesline…but the ‘Beast” doesn’t go down!! He stumbles but doesn’t fall, taking a few steps back from the impact, but stays vertical. The crowd pops as Cable’s badassery comes full force here, but Hawaiian isn’t amused. Hardhead now looks at Cable and motions for him to ‘bring it’, which wipes the small smirk that was on Cable’s face right off. He takes a few more steps back before charging at Hawaiian with a clothesline of his own…but Hawaiian stays up as well!! These two titans are really putting each other to the test here, Hardhead stumbling a tad, but recovers to pound his chest with a roar. Right after this he doesn’t even give Cable a chance to react, coming right at him with a BEHEADING LARIAT, catching John off guard and putting more noticeable force behind that one. Hardhead does a push-up to get himself back to his feet after that explosive impact, Cable seeing stars for a moment before getting back to his feet, only for Hardhead to launch at him again for ANOTHER LARIAT…NO!! Cable catches the arm…CROSSFACE…NO!! Hawaiian sees the move coming and immediately plants a foot on the bottom rope, forcing Cable to prevent trying to even lock the move in.
Baxter “Don’t stamp Cable’s ticket to WrestleWar’s just yet Derrick. Hardhead is certain gone ALL IN here in sin city tonight looking to make his own history.”
The crowd throws some heat at Hawaiian for having to resort to the rope break. Before Cable breaks the hold, he gives Hardhead a parting shot by giving him a heavy blow to the back of his head before coming to his feet. Hawaiian has to shake it out as he gets to his feet, giving Cable the time he needs to trap Hawaiian in an actual headlock, wrenching the big man’s head off. Hawaiian tries to pry Cable off, but John’s got the hold locked in air tight. He even tries rolling back and getting Cable’s shoulders on the mat –1…2…NO!! Cable rolls then right back up, Hawaiian now grounded, that headlock still wrapped in strong. Hardhead manages to get to his feet and almost takes all his strength to toss Joe off of him and into the ropes. On the rebound, Cable comes right back at Hawaiian with a hard shoulder block, knocking Hardhead back, but not down. Cable snaps his hands and delivers a flurry of stiff chops to Hawaiian before hitting him with a spinning back kick into his gut. This then leads the “Beast” to taking Hardhead and dropping him into an inverted atomic drop, then running at him as he stumbles away and hits him with a one-leg dropkick before springing up, rebounding off the ropes, and finishing the combo with a huge RUNNING SENTON!! Cable going for a big cover –1…2…NO!! Hawaiian still has more than enough fight in him, getting to his feet and rushing right back at Cable, who catches Hardhead in a BELLY TO BELLY position…but Hawaiian fights back one he’s in the grapple, hitting Cable with hard shots to the face, even delivering a hard headbutt. He gears back for one final blow, but as he swings around, John ducks underneath, forcing Hardhead to spin right around in his grip, turning the belly to belly…INTO A GERMAN SUPLEX!! Hawaiian is planted hard on the canvas, but the surprisingly athletic Cable keeps a bridge and keeps the hold on Hardhead –1…2…3-NO!!
Diamond “Cable’s power and passion on full display here tonight but Hawaiian certainly isn’t making for a walk in the park for the Beast this evening.”
Baxter “It’s the chance to main event WRESTLEWAR’S, Derrick surely you of all people knows what this means to every man and woman in the back. Hardhead is no different, the Island Warrior looking to main event the GRANDDADDY OF THEM ALL just as much as Cable if not more.”
Cable wants to keep going!! Hawaiian has to shake some life back into his submitted limbs, but John has to struggle a bit to get back to his feet. Cable then surprises Hawaiian by jumping on him pretty quickly and locking in another headlock, Forcing Hardhead dropping to one knee momentarily before getting back vertical, the war machine that is Cable wrenching the headlock tight and making the veins on Hawaiian’s head pop out. Cable is perhaps keeping to his strategy to wear down the “Island Warrior”, Hawaiian now dropping down to one knee in lack of oxygen from the tight hold. A moment passes where Cable sells the intensity of the simple headlock, nearly wrenching Hawaiian’s head off, keeping him down…but Hardhead has a burst of life, lifting Cable in his headlock over his shoulders…TORTURE RACK!! TORTURE RACK!! HARDHEAD’S GOT 267 POUNDS ON HIS SHOULDERS!!
Baxter “OH BOY, where’s a bookie? I think I gotta change my pick and bet the farm on Hardhead, Cable’s goanna tap.”
Diamond “What a sight, almost 280 pounds suspended on the shoulders of that island monster Hardhead. The Beast may have met his match here tonight.”
Cable is in a great deal of pain here, Hardhead even spinning some with Cable up on his shoulders. The agony is written on the “Beast’s” face, but he’s not screaming, merely gritting his teeth and taking the move. Hawaiian has an intense expression on his face literally trying to break Cable in half here. But John starts to fight out of the hold, twisting one of his knees free and starts STRIKING HARDHEAD IN THE TEMPLE WITH HIS KNEES. Hawaiian has no choice but to drop the big guy, John falling off his shoulders and backpedalling into a corner. Hawaiian shakes the cobwebs out of his head and rushes at the corner bound John, only for Cable to jolt from the corner and CATCHES THE CHARGING HARDHEAD IN A RUNNING STO!! Hawaiian is thrown down against the canvas WITH AUTHORITY~! from the blow, but Cable’s agony is starting to mount and can’t immediately make a move to get back up, leaving both men lain on the canvas, the referee having to start the KO count…
…1!!
…
…2!!
…
…3!!
…
…4!!
…
…5!!
Cable gets back to his feet first, with Hawaiian actually rolling to the outside upon getting enough in him. He grabs at what looks like a shoulder and leans on a barricade, so he’s not paying much attention when Cable spins and rebounds off the ropes and goes like a missile towards Hawaiian …ELBOW SUICIDA!! ELBOW SUICIDA…THAT DRIVES HARHEAD THROUGH THE BARRICADE!!
“HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!”
The referee gets to his duties after being in awe himself, counting again, this time with the count out –
…1!!
…2!!
…3!!
…4!!
…5!!
…6!!
…7!!
Cable lethargically gets to his feet and grabs Hawaiian, pulling up the full 313 pounds of dead weight…
…8!!
John rolls Hawaiian back under the ropes and he soon follows suit, making sure to cover Hardhead –1…2…3…NO!!
Baxter “Tick TOCK….TICK TOCK….you gotta win but it’s gotta be fast Derrick, unless one WANTS to start the Chamber off with the ICON Chris Page.”
Diamond “Sure time is factor, but somebody needs to WIN first and foremost.”
HARDHEAD KICKS OUT!! The “Island Warrior” is really giving the “Beast” a great deal of trouble here, but Cable doesn’t cry over spilt milk when Hawaiian rolls up on all fours to try and get something back in him. Instead, Cable jumps on Hawaiian and puts him in what looks like a front facelock again…but we quickly see that Cable has other means, pulling Hawaiian’s whole body in and wrapping his legs around the body – GUILLOTINE CHOKE!! GUILLOTINE CHOKE!! All of Cable’s weight is pulling down on Hawaiian’s neck and windpipe, crushing any hope he must breathe. Hardhead is beginning to fade as Cable sells the intensity of the grip. As he tries to wrench Hawaiian’s throat into submission, Hawaiian gets a little bit of life in him by starting to get to his feet, Cable still latched on for dear life. Some in the crowd are awed by Hardhead’s impressive strength here, now being able to stand completely upright with Cable putting all his weight on him. John realizes its not going anywhere anymore, dropping his feet but keeping the grip and perhaps looking for a suplex of sorts, but Hardhead stops is and grapples his huge muscles around John…BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!! Hawaiian’s strength impresses once again as he chucks John over his body, having to crawl a bit and shake the cobwebs out before covering –1…2…NO!!
Baxter “John Cable is ALWAYS the bridesmaid NEVER the bride when it comes to the World’s Title, Hardheads got his number Derrick it’s only a matter of TIME!”
Diamond “DON’T count out Cable just yet.”
Cable still has plenty of go left in him even after that display, Hawaiian delivering a hard series of blows to Cable’s head before trying to pull him up off the canvas. He doesn’t lift him very far, however, keeping John bent over and shoving him between his legs looking for a POWERBOMB…NO!! Cable won’t let him do that, instead popping up as his SKULL CRACKS OFF HARDHEAD’S CHIN!!!!!! Hardhead stumbles back as Cable lands a kick to the gut, pulling in the big man in-between his legs……”WAKING NIGHTMARE”…..the “WAKING NIGHTMARE”…..the Pedigree drives Hawaiian down onto the canvas, Cable with the cover-1…..2…..THREE!!!!!
*DING…..DING*
Donald Master’: The WINNER (pop) of the match in time of 13:25 and advancing to the MAIN EVENT of WrestleWar’s Thirteen, the “BEAST”…..JOHNNNNNNN…….CABLEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
Diamond “You talk about a battle of behemoths, Cable and Hardhead certainly DIDN’T disappoint and more importantly Cable has earned his spot inside the Elimination Chamber for the chance at the WGWF Championship come WrestleWar’s”
Baxter “And even MORE important Derrick, at a time of 13:25 he guarantee’s he won’t be first into the chamber while Camden now finds herself with the SLOWEST time currently, she would face Chris Page.”
Diamond “With two more chamber qualifiers to go, will see if Camden time will keep.”
***Commercial Break ***
GOLDEN MEMORIES
Cutting back to the announcer’s elevated platform at the right hand of the stage, Baxter & Diamond are now sitting facing the camera as the Showgirls behind them finish off anther dance number.
Baxter: BEST SEAT in house Derrick.
Diamond: I’m sure, folks welcome back to Monday night Brawl and in just a few short moments we will return to our WrestleWar’s qualifying matches to see who will join Camden, Starchylde and now Cable who on May 25th along with either HUNTER, Tax, Slater or Dorling will join Chris Page inside the Elimination Chamber to battle for the vacant WGWF Championship. Now for those that don’t know Chris Page is just as synonymous with ANY OTHER name in WGWF Championship history. A record SEVEN World Championship’s to his name Page is looking to add to his history with a chance at an EIGHT WGWF Championship. Here’s a special look at Chris Page WGWF Championship history……..
Donald Master’s: The following is an Elimination Chamber Qualifying MATCH……..(pop)….the winner of the match will advance and earn themselves a spot in the MAIN EVENT….of WRESTLEWAR’S….for a chance at the WGWF Championship!!!!!
POP
Master’s: Introducing first he hails by way of Detroit Michigan, now residing in Tampa Florida…..he is former WGWF Champion….(pop)….a WGWF Hall of Fame’er….this is……HUNTERRRRRRRRR!!!!!!
"This Life" by Curtis Stigers & The Forest Rangers is blasted across the PA system as a row of green & white pyro explode from the stage below as HUNTER, the WGWF Hall of Fame’er returns to the ring as he stands in the entrance way.
Diamond “It’s like the man NEVER left, HUNTER certainly has to be considered a favorite IF he can make it past the other Hall of Fame’er he has to face this evening.”
HUNTER takes a quick second to stand atop of the turnbuckle just after entering the ring, a quick “blown kiss” is sent out into the audience as HUNTER hops off the top rope and warms up in his corner.
Master’s: And his opponent he hails from Rockford, Illinois and is also a past WGWF Champion…(pop) and WGWF Hall of Fame’er…..(pop)…..this is……TAXXXXXXXXX!!!!!!
The lights in the arena go pitch black before slowly fading into a dark green hue as Danzig's “Mother” hits the sound system. The anticipation among the capacity crowd grows and some of them sing along with the song's lyrics.
“Mother
Tell your children not to walk my way
Tell your children not to hear my words
What they mean
What they say
Mother
Mother
Can you keep them in the dark for life
Can you hide them from the waiting world
Oh mother
Father
Gonna take you daughter out tonight
Gonna show her my world
Oh faaaathheeerr!!!!”
As Glenn Danzig's voice rings out on that last note, what appears to be a bolt of lightning strikes the center of the stage causing a loud crash and a puff of smoke which eventually fades leaving the shadowy of figure of none other than TAX!! Tax has his head down, hidden underneath the gray cloth hood attached to his black leather jacket, but he slowly stumbles to the left side of the stage knocking a few of the Showgirls over. Tax finds his footing back to the center of the stage & lifts his head up and stares forward, showing no emotion whatsoever. The crowd goes insane with cheer as Tax begins to descend down the rampway, slowly walking/ stumbling ALMOST OFF THE EGDE OF THE STAGE!!!!
Baxter” Is that son of a bitch, HIGH?”
Diamond “Nervous?”
Tax makes it through the ropes but when he tries to climb the turnbuckles he almost slips. So instead he just raises a hand in the air as he music dies down
*Ding…..Ding*
Hunter & this crowd seem a bit off due to Tax’s inability to stop himself from swaying back & forth like he’s already on spaghetti legs, official Chelsey Keibler looks over at Tax asking “Are you okay to fight?”, we can hear Tax respond “Yes I ‘am sugar” it’s added with a hiccup as Keibler motions for both men to “lock up”. Hunter is hesitant but strides forward as does Tax but it’s again really awkward in his stumbles to the middle of the ring as Hunter goes for a lock up but Tax’s arms fall to his side and it ends up looking like Hunter is hugging Tax. Hunter looking pissed off pushes Tax away shouting “What the FUCK is wrong with you? IS THIS A JOKE?”, Tax takes a moment to respond but PUSHES HUNTER BACK & SPITS IN HIS FACE!!!!!!!!
Diamond “What is going on?”
Baxter “Do you smell that? It’s like methane or something.”
HUNTER rushes at Tax but before a hand can be laid Tax stumbles back and falls into the corner, HUNTER not stopping lets loose with a few shots to the gut, like walking a mud hold dry but Tax reaches for the ropes and Keibler begins a count and HUNTER breaks it at four. HUNTER backs away as Tax having more troubles trying to get to a vertical base as his fingers slip off the ropes a few times. HUNTER continues to lose his patience while Tax can’t help but laugh to himself. Fans at this point have begun to boo the match completely as Tax stumbles back towards Hunter locking up and Hunter taking take into a headlock take down but it’s completely sloppy as Tax doesn’t take the move correctly and almost falls right on his head.
“THIS IS BULLSHIT”
*clap clap clap*
“LEARN TO WRESTLE”
*clap clap clap*
“THIS IS BULLSHIT”
“Do you hear THAT? You stupid SOB, WHAT IN GOD’S NAME IS YOUR PROBLEM?”, HUNTER totally out of in ring character is screaming at Tax who has gotten up to a sitting position shouting back slurred verbiage at HUNTER “Just go and FUCK yourself and than YOUR DEAD FUCKING WIFE!!!!” That’s enough as HUNTER JUMPS ONTO TAX BEGINS AND LETTING LOOSE CLOSED RIGHT HANDS!!!!!!
“ENOUGH…..ENOUGH…..HUNTER GET OFF OF HIM NOW!!!!!!”
Diamond “MATT HOPKINS”
We can see Matt walking with a purpose towards the ring but stopes at the apron walking over towards the far side and speaking with the time keeper and Donald Master’s, then to the official Chesley Keibler and finally to Hunter as he & Tax lean in opposite corners of the ring.
“UN-FUCKING BELIEVABLE”
Is what can be heard via Hunter on Matt’s “hot microphone” as HUNTER looking beyond disgusted and upset drops to the canvas and rolls out of the ring to the hard camera area of the arena, there we can see him talking to his new wife whispering, she shares a look of disappointment and kiss . As HUNTER hops the guardrail and leaves the arena hand in hand as does the official in the ring as well.
*DING….DING*
Baxter” What is going on?”
Diamond “ I think were about to find out.”
Donald Master’s: As a result of TAX not being able to continue the match, (heat) the winner therefore by FOREFEET…(heat) and advancing to the Main Event of WrestleWar’s at a time of 3:45……Hunter!
Tax is HOT in the ring as he paces around still stumbling as he looks over to Hopkins who has approached him, his microphone still “hot” as we listen to the conversation.
Tax: What the FUCK man, WHAT THE FUCK MATT?
Hopkins: Easy, alright we can talk about this and get you help. Let’s just go alright there will be other chances.
Tax: Help? I DON’T NEED YOUR HELLLP, I’M FINE BRING HUNTER BACK I WANT MY SHOT
Hopkins: I get that your upset this isn’t the time Tax, please make this easy on yourself.
Tax: FUCK YOU!!!!!
TAX STRIKES MATT HOPKINS IN THE FACE WITH A CHEAP SHOT!!!!!!
“YOU FUCKED UP” *clap clap clap* “YOU FUCKED UP”
Tax shows an immediate look of remorse as Hopkins can be heard groaning as he waves his hand as two Las Vegas POLICE OFFICER’S head down the ramp and step into the ring as one office checks on Hopkins while the other stares at Tax.
Hopkins: DAMMIT, he’s knocked out a tooth, get him out…..GET THAT DRUNK OUT OF MY RING!!!!!!
Baxter “BINGO was drunky’s NAME-O! I knew IT!!!”
Diamond “Oh Tax.”
Fans are booing as the two officers approach Tax who like a corner animal stumbles out looking to take a swing at one of the officers but is tackles but the second. Very quickly Tax is HANDCUFFED in the center of the ring. Soon after they’re able to rolls Tax out of the ring and exist on the timekeeper’s side of the arena. As cameras return to the top of the stage where the announcers are seated this evening.
Diamond: Well folks obviously real life just clashed with the WGWF world of sports and entertainment and I want to offer our sincerest apologies for that to occur in the ring. In no way do we want our athletes to put themselves or others in a dangerous situation. I can assure you Tax will get the help he NEEDS out of the ring and will be waiting for him weather or not he ever wrestle’s again. With that said HUNTER now advances to WrestleWar’s and we are going to take a quick break.
Baxter: I hope the commercial is one of those Ryan Reynold Gin commercials I love that stuff, think Tax’s got a bottle handy?”
*** Commercial Break ***
About THAT Drink!
Returning from break we’re greeted with the sights & sound of a police car, panning back it’s a Las Vegas portal car in the parking lot of the Thomas & Mack Center, we get a few glimpses of a few members of the WGWF locker room standing around the car from Mark Foley, Heat & Fire, Dorling & even John Gambino. Cameras cut to the joining entrance way to the parking lot where Tax handcuffed is walked down the hall and we can see he’s not looking to well. His face a sickly greenish tint his walk is nonexistent as the officers maybe as well dragging Tax towards the police car and his pants, they certain don’t hide a wet spot which runs down his left leg.
Baxter “HE PISSED HIMSELF….HAHAHAHAHA”
Diamond “Why are we even watching this? Don’t they have an interview to shoot?”
Some of the on lookers are obviously recording Tax’s humiliation for social media consumption but just as one of the officers tries to do crowd control and the other looks to open the car door we hear….
“TAX…buddy…..I said take it easy on the drinks.”
Stepping through the crowd is Raziel once again, this time that warm smile has been turned sideways into a vile smile just desperate to run across his face.
Tax: What? Jus….Just….RAZ?
Raziel: Yeah it’s me buddy, I wanted to make sure I got to you before they dragged you BACK to the drunk tank.
Tax: Bbbbbb….UT….I’m NOT drunk…I’m CLEANNNN….man you gotta believe me I’m clean and they said I hit Matt,no…nnnno….I love Matty he gave me back my jobbbbbb.
Raziel: Oh I believe you, in fact I knew you were clean BEFORE I handed you back your “water” bottle.
Tax: Huh?
Raziel (snaps his fingers in front of Tax’s face): STAY WITH ME HEAR TAX…..you WERE sober as a judge….but YOU fell off that wagon….BECAUSE I GAVE YOU BACK SOMETHING THAT WASN’T WATER…..YOU DRANK YOURSELF PISS DRUNK BECAUSE OF ME!!!!!!
HEAT
Diamond “WHAT A SICK SON OF A BITCH!!!!!!”
Tax is shown getting sweaty & angry as the WGWF star turns away from the office and CHARGES AT RAZIEL….IN A DRUNKEN RAGE!!!! Raz simply side steps as Tax charges into the side of anther parked car.
Raziel: OLE, don’t embarrass yourself ANY MORE Tax and GO BACK TO JAIL!!!!!
Tax charges back at Justin who turns and grabs a POLICE OFFICER’S BATON & SMASHES TAX IN THE GUT!!!!!! THEN RAZ SMASHES THE BATON OVER TAX’S BACK!!!!!!
Diamond ‘”THAT’S ASSAULT!!!!”
Baxter “It’s Nevada, STAND YOUR GROUND RAZ”
Raz hands the baton to the office and bends over the body of Tax who has puked up all over himself it’s a sad & disgusting sight.
Raziel: THAT IS FOUL……When you wake up and your looking BACK at those prison bars I want you to KNOW it was ME…..IT WAS ME WHO STOLE THIS FROM YOU….THE WAY YOU STOLE MY WGWF CHAMPIONSHIP FROM ME!!!!!!
HEAT
Raziel: Oh before you go Tax, here I’m NOT all bad….(Raz reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a small bottle of vodka opens the cap and proceeds to POUR THE VODKA ALL OVER THE HEAD OF TAX)…….HAVE ONE FOR THE ROAD!!!!!!
Raziel stands back up and “dusts” himself off and begins walking away as Tax is helped back up to his feet and placed into the back of the waiting police car as it drives off headed for country lock up, cameras return to ringside and stop in the center of the ring where an empty steel chair is seated with a reserved sign tap to it’s back.
Diamond “From one asshole to anther, it looks as though Frost did indeed reserve a chair for Marcus Enderton, in the CENTER OF THE RING.”
Baxter “Talk about your VIP treatment, now let’s see if that cowards is going to show.”
Diamond” This smell like anther one of Paul Frost’s TRAPS if you ask me.”
Baxter “I wasn’t.”
Spotlights move around the arena looking for any sign of Marcus…..THERE…..THERE HE IS….MARCUS ENDERTON, dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a long black leather coast is spotted entering the arena via the space between the guardrail & the elevated ramp way. Marcus is quick to find his way back into the center of a WGWF ring. Looking down at the chair there’s also a microphone left as well which Marcus is quick to grab.
Enterdon: Now believe me when I say I’m NOT looking for the spotlight again. I know that ALL of you members of the WGWF universe here this evening doesn’t even know MY name and after SIX YEARS from being away from this place I get it. But for reasons that I looking to share with each and everyone of you. I hope you can understand if not cheer for the man who decided that GOD MUST DIE!!!!!!
Mild POP
Enterdon: So I see Frost is just as WORTHLESS, PATHETIC and most of all STILL A LOSER….(pop)….since the last time I felt. Well some things never change, I did. MY name for those that don’t know it is MARCUS ENDERTON.
Back in 2013 I came from MY native land of Bulawayo, Zimbabwe…. though my birth town was just off to south-east down river in Mbalabala. Please if nothing else sticks, keep THAT name of Mbalabala. That being said I came to America, to the WGWF to MAKE HISTORY and I did, one year later I became the WGWF Intercontinental Champion…(slight pop)…..I beat Zach Rizza….(POP)……a Hall of Fame’er and then I ran into Paul Frost……
HEAT
Enderton: Now DON’T get it twisted, I didn’t return to the WGWF for some petty dispute, this isn’t about the Intercontinental Title or any sort of win/loss record. In actuality Paul Frost the WRESTLER is ONE OF THE BEST EVER, his willingness to do as they say business is second only to that of Chris Page…(POP)……but MY issue isn’t with Paul Frost the “wrestler”……MY issue is with Frost as a MAN. It’s the MAN who I attacked last week, it’s the MAN who I cost his chance at anther world title and most of all it’s the MAN who I am going to extract justified and restitution’s in FULL.
Baxter “What is he babbling on about?”
Diamond “Real life and Sports Entertainment are about to clash again.”
Enterdon: Paul Frost comes from a family whose foundation dabbles globally in aid, medical research and energy. After my run in 2014 I left but remained in America and even traveled to Japan although I never became “ELITE” and I never belonged to a “Bullet Club”. I did hone my craft, I became a better wrestler….I was ready to go BACK HERE….TO MY HOME…..THE WGWF….(cheap pop)…but instead….I received a phone call from my ACTUAL home, from my mother. I want to share this with you…….
Marcus reaches into his jacket and removes his phone and places it next to his microphone, the recording is fuzzy & garbled but we can make it out.
“ ke 'M'ao Mareka, ke ntate-moholo oa hao .... motsana .... ho phatloha ho hoholo .... k'hamphani ea makhooa .... ho bata .... the FROST .... great boom Marcus .... ba ' re DEAD .... tloo hae .... batla ba lelapa la hau .... Ke hloka thuso ea hau”
Enterdon: That was MY mother, speaking her in foreign tongue of Southern Soho, roughly translated that message reads…..Marcus it’s Mom…..Marcus, it's your grandfather....the village....big explosion....the white man's company....the cold....the FROST....big boom Marcus....they're DEAD....come home....look for your family....I need your help. The WHITE MAN’s company was that of Paul’s family company of “FROST FOUNDATIONS” who reached a deal with the Zimbabwe government back in 2015 for fracking rights, my Village was PROMISED money and safety….on the 1st week of fracking….the natural gas under the ground…..EXPLODED triggering a MJIAOR LANDSLIDE burying HALF MY VILLAGE and KILLING 78 men out of 150….BOTH my grandfather and younger brother….DIED THAT DAY…..and……and…..
It's obvious Marcus is talking from the heart, his voice cracks and a few tears are wiped away from his eyes, the once ruckus Vegas crowd has come to an eerie silence but quickly responds with a MASSIVE HEAT WAVE as the Titantron changes from Marcus in the ring to the “Man dressed in White”….GOD….aka PAUL FROST!!!!!!
Frost: Marcus….Marcus…..Marcus….my boy…..I’m sorry……(heat)……I’m sorry for the loss you continue to bear.
Diamond “It’s FIVE YEARS TOO LATE for an apology.”
Enderton: Don’t….DON’T YOU DARE TRY TO UNDERSTAND MY PAIN…YOU HAVE NO RIGHT!!!!!
Baxter “Yell much?”
Frost: That’s where your WRONG Marcus, that’s where you’ve always been wrong. In 2017 and onwards, G O D (heat)…..did reach out, I did try and help you share that pain, to offer TRUE salvation….but you TURNED YOUR BACK ON GOD!
HEAT
Enderton: Because I don’t want GOD….I WANT THE MAN……PAUL FROST….I WANT HIM TO PAY!!!!
Frost: HE’S DEAD. Marcus that mortal man of sin, greed, hate and most of all without a soul. That man is DEAD…..he died for YOU…..(heat)…for those in the arena….(heat) and for ALL of those watching at home. HE DIED and now G O D (heat) sits in his place, you’ve known that Marcus you and your ENTIRE village back in 2016 agreed…..YOU SIGNED A LEGAL DOCUMENT absolving the Frost Foundation of ANY and ALL wrong doing for MILLIONS OF DOLLARS.
Enderton: We WE’RE ROBBED OF JUSTICE!!!!!
Frost: NO….no……no…Marcus you and YOUR people were GREEDY…..the white man as your mother described us….the white man had to pay and you were going to bleed US…..MY FAMILY….ME……DRY and you did for a time. While WE….I…..rebuilt a fortune, you SQUANDERED yours and now your village is WORSE off than before. So what you decided to do this time instead of STEALING from a mortal man. You came back to the WGWF, MY WGWF…..funded by the FAITHFUL and you came looking for a handout.
Enderton: And I got part of it….(Marcus reaches into his coat and takes out a piece of paper)……THIS IS A WGWF CONTRACT……SIGNED BY MATT HOPKINS…I’M BACK….AND I’M COMING FOR YOU FROST….FOR EVERYTHING I’M OWED….FOR MY PEOPLE!!!!
Frost (grins wide): Good Marcus…..I’m happy for you…..however this time is DIFFERENT….instead of you and your village verses a simple man. This time you step into MY HOUSE…..(heat)….instead it’s simply you verses G O D (heat) and MY COUNTLESS FAITHFUL, and this time it will be YOU paying mind, body and soul…basically Marcus welcome to YOUR…..EXTINCTION (Frost snaps his fingers)
B L A C K O U T
When the lights turn on it’s a familiar sight of the ring surrounded by Paul Frost’s “masked” followers dressed in black saved for Velvet, Dusk and Ridge. Velvet lays on her side in the ring, while Dusk & Ridge stand shoulder to shoulder with the “Man in White” standing on the apron PAUL FROST….who simply nods his head as Marcus is jumped by his masked attackers in the ring. Failing to grab at the chair Marcus finds himself being devoured via kicks, stomps, right & lefts in the “sea” of Frost’s “faithful” as Ridge, Dusk & Velvet stay by their “God’s” side on the apron.
Baxter “VINTAGE…. EXTINCTION!!!!”
Anther quick snap on his fingers and the beating suddenly stops as his masked “faithful” climb out of the ring but remain standing at ringside. Cameras catch Marcus who has been beaten & even left bloody above his forehead desperate to stand. Frost nods his head as Dusk & Ridge enter the ring landing a few of their own STOMPS TO THE FACE, BACK & BALLS!!!! Marcus’s cries are uncomfortable to hear. Soon enough Paul call’s off his dogs who each grab an arm of Marcus and bring him to his knees as Velvet opens the ropes for God who slowly saunters over to the chair and sits on it as Dusk & Ridge hold Marcus’s face for an eye to eye chat with God.
Frost: Marcus I want you to know I apricate that confession you made, you bore your soul for God to hear, it was truly beautiful and as G O D almighty I will indeed grant your prayer’s. I will allow your contract to continue just long enough for you as the SACRIFICIAL LAMB TO BE BROUGHT TO SLAUGHTER AT GOD’S ALTER!
HEAT
Frost: But before we can do any of that Marcus, we need to lay some ground rule, k? I knew you wouldn’t mind. Now while sacrificial labs like yourself can scream and shout all the BULLSHIT they want, false profits will NOT be tolerated, who’s a false profit you say? How did you say it…..your 'M'ao….YOUR MOTHER!
HEAT
Paul reaches down and picks up Marcus’s cell phone and rotates it in his hand, Marcus despite his left eye beginning to swell up keep eye contact with the phone in Paul’s grasp.
Frost: Your mother said some pretty NASTY things about me then and now listing to this recording today, SHE’S OUTRIGHT LYING ABOUT GOD!!!!!!....(HEAT)…she’s not just the DUMB SLUT OF ZIMBABWE…(MEGA HEAT)…but she also a BLASPHEMER……AND ON EASTER OF ALL DAYS……WE ALL KNOW THAT LYING IS A SIN AND WHAT HAPPENS TO SINNERS?
With that Frost stands to his feet with Velvet taking the phone and then helping to remove Frost’s white suit coat along with taking his cufflinks as Paul rolls up his selves. Satisfied Velvet hand Paul back the phone which is gently lays on the canvas as he shouts “MAKE HIM WATCH” to Dusk & Ridge who forcefully slam Marcus down to the canvas, lying him right side up on the side of his face so he can watch the phone as FROST LIFTS HIS RIGHT FOOT & SMASHES IT DOWN ONTO THE PHONE!!!!!!
Diamond “What are we watching here? How many lines did? I mean what kind of bastard is? Baxter I’m at a loss here.”
Baxter “So is Marcus, emotionally at least.”
Marcus is filled with rage, sorrow and pain all at the same time as he’s desperately trying to reach out at the foot of Frost to “GET OFF THE PHONE”, Frost slowly raises his foot reveling the phone has been SMASHED and then for good measure FROST KICKS ENDERTON IN THE FACE!!!!!
Frost: BRING HIM UP
Again, Paul takes a seat on the chair as Marcus is brought to his knee’s, the two eye to eye again. Frost reaches into his vest pocket & pulls out a white handkerchief and then a small clear bottle labelled “FROST’S HOLY WATER”. Squirting a bit on the handkerchief Frost wipes away Marcus’s tears as well some of the dried blood from the cut above his forehead which continues to run.
Frost: Marcus….I want you to know…..that I FORGIVE YOU…..(heat)…..in fact Marcus I’m going to even BLESS you……(taking his right finger Frost reaches up to the open wound and dips his finger in before bringing it down and then across vertically over Marcus’s forehead making the sign of the cross)….go with G O D (heat)…one last thing Marcus since you confessed to me, I wish to do the same…..but unlike me….I’m not expecting forgiveness from you.
That explosion in Mbalabala all those years ago, I was truthful when I said I grieved for them Marcus, when I grieved for YOUR family as a MAN……however as G O D well Marcus I can’t lie, now when I think of the MASSIVE loss of life……I know it wasn’t an accident….it was G O D ‘ S W I L L M Y W I L L!
NUCLEAR HEAT
Frost: Now…..Marcus their deaths….BRING A SMILE TO MY FACE……(MEGA HEAT)…….see truth be told your part of the world should have been an Eden…..except like with ANY garden beauty is often interrupted by simple and worthless WEEDS……your PEOPLE….were weeds…..STILL are….but there’s less of them now……and do you know why that is MARCUS?
Frost now grabs at Marcus’s chin and getting centimeters away from his nose
Frost: There’s LESS WEEDS BECAUSE GOD TENDED TO HIS GARDEN AND PULLED THEM OUT AND BURIED THEM SIX FEET UNDER!!!!!
MARCUS EXPLODES WITH A HEADBUTT DIRECTLY INTO FROST NOSE!!!!!!!! BLOOD IS EVERYWHERE, JUST TEN TWO MASKED MEN STORM THE RING & ATTACK RIDGE & DUSK!!!!!
Diamond “WHAT IS THIS?”
Baxter “GET OUT GOD…. VELVET GET FROST OUTTA HERE!!!!!”
Velvet slides Paul out of the ring & onto the elevated ramp way as Ridge & Dusk find themselves victims of BASEBALL BAT SHOTS TO THE CHEST!!!! They quickly roll out of the ring as the two masked men help Marcus up to his feet and up against the ropes. This Vegas crowd comes UNGLUED as the mask’s are removed and standing in the ring are ROD FRAIZER & ANDRE DIXION!!!!!!
Diamond “OH MY GOD……. DIXON AND FRAZIER ARE BACK!!!!!
“WELCOME BACK” *clap clap clap* “WELCOME BACK” *clap clap clap* “WELCOME BACK”
Dixon (grabbing the microphone):….VEGAS……(POP)…..WGWF….(POP)….WE’RE BACK…..DIXON AND FRAZIER CHAINING THE GAME AS REP INC!!!!!
Frazier: That’s REPARATIONS INCORPORATED…..IT MEANS YOU PAY AND YOUR PROTECTED AND FROST……YOU DAMN CRACKER….MARCUS PAID!!!!!
Diamond “ The plot keeps getting THICKER, Enderton and Frost’s personal history has EXPLODED into a HOLY WAR here on Brawl and now REPARATIONS will be collected by Andre Dixon and Rod Frazier.”
Frost, Dusk, Ridge & Velvet are left shock, angry & in God’s case BLOODY as his white suit is stained by his crimson blood as in the ring Dixon & Frazier check on Marcus as cameras cut away one last time.
*** Final Commercial Break ***
Donald Master’s: The following is an Elimination Chamber Qualifying MATCH……..(pop)….and is YOUR MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING!!!!!!!!!
POP
Diamond “We're ALMOST at the finish folks after this INSANE edition of Monday Night brawl, the FINAL match for a SPOT inside the Elimination Chamber at WrestleWar’s is on the line.”
Master’s: Where the winner of the match will advance and earn themselves a spot in the MAIN EVENT….of WRESTLEWAR’S….for a chance at the WGWF Championship!!!!! Introducing first by way of Norwich but now residing in LAS VEGASSSS….NEVADA!!!!!!!! (hometown POP)……..this is ……..DORLINGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!
The opening bars of 'The Day is My Enemy' hits the PA and can barely be heard as this capacity crowd is firmly in the corner of their hometown favorite as Dorling slowly appears on stage, through the smoke he takes a moment to “introduce” himself to the Las Vegas showgirls still standing on the entrance way with a kiss to each of them. Then as the song kicks in, red and yellow pyro shoot to the sky either side of the ramp and Dorling walks to the ring, nodding his head in tune with the music.
Diamond “Hmmmm, I wonder who the fans are going to root for tonight?”
Baxter “WHAT? I CAN’T HEAR YOU…..THINK THEY LIKE DORLING?”
Dorling climbs the ring steps and pauses for a moment taking his hand over his fore head like looking out to sea as flash blubs capture the moment with Dorling’s taking in the cheers as he ducks under the top rope, raising his glass to each side of the ring before removing his waistcoat preparing to start.
Baxter “While he’s the FAN favorite Derrick, Vegas odd’s have him as the UNDERDOG to win this one, and with that biking accident earlier in the week. Dorling’s going into this one at a disadvantage.”
Diamond “Yes Slater will probably go after the arm in all honestly, he’s a former WGWF Champion, Hall of Fame’er and WrestleWar’s staple but what are the odds in front of THIS crowd that Dorling doesn’t go all in and look for the MAJOR upset of the decade”
Master’s: And introducing his opponent, hailing from Miami Florida, he is a WGWF Hall of Fame’er….(pop)….the LAST WGWF CHAMPION……….this is the…”GLORIOUS”…….TRISTIAN…..SLATERRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The arena starts to tremble with the volume from the crowd as the opening Piano hits the speakers. The very moment the guitar hits is the very moment a single spotlight hits the top of the ramp to reveal "GLORIOUS" TRISTAN SLATER with his back to the crowd and arms extended out and his palms towards the rafters. Tristan is in a black robe that's trimmed in gold with the word GLORIOUS across the back of the robe in diamonds. Tristan stands with his back to the crowd as the opening rifts of guitar play with the crowd getting louder and louder.
Just as soon as the first lyric is spit Tristan spins around facing the crowd garnering the single loudest ovation of the night! Tristan stands at the top of the ramp in his Glorious pose as he soaks in the ovation from the crowd while slowly lowering his head stopping it as he now fixates on the ring and starts to make the walk towards the ring! Tristan reaches ringside as the crowd is heard sreaming out the chorus to his track.
"GLORIOUS!"
Tristan throws a Glorious pose at the word as he reaches the foot of the ramp!
"NO I WON'T GIVE IN! I WON'T GIVE IN!"
Tristan starts to make his way up the steel steps to the ring apron.
"UNTIL I'M VICTORIOUS! AND I WILL DEFEND I WILL DEFEND! AND I'LL DO ALL I MUST! NO I WON'T GIVE IN I WON'T GIVE IN OH SO GLOROIUS! UNTIL THE END UNTIL THE END!!"
Tristan steps through the ropes and into the squared circle as the second verse of the track kicks in. He gives us a Glorious strut towards the center of the ring where he is show loosening the knot that is securing his robe. The crowd once again belts out the chorus to the track.
"GLORIOUS!"
Diamond “Well the mental imitation is certainly all Slater’s with that entrance but when that bell rings, the mind games cease, and REAL match begins.”
Baxter “Listen to this crowd now after signing time is over, they seem to be a bit fickle with Slater tonight, not QUITE the hero many expected him to be.”
*Ding…Ding*
DORLING GOES FOR BROKE AND LUNGES AT SLATER…but the former Worlds Champion has seen that strategy already tonight and is on guard, shoving Dorling up and over, head over heels!! Dorling is now on the outside writhing around and holding at what looks like his elbow, Slater sitting up in the corner trying to gather himself from Dorling’s intense opening. As Tristian is catching his breath and recuperating, we get a good look at a replay that shows Dorling smashed his arm on the apron on his tumble down to the floor. Referee Ray Ramsey is trying to peek through the ropes to see if Dorling’s is okay. Salter rolls on through the ropes after finally recuperating, taking Dorling and his seemingly ailing arm, taking him from behind…AND RAMMING HIM ARM FIRST INTO AN IRON POST!! Slater smells blood all over the water and now it’s time to hone in. Ramsey is yelling at Slater to get him back in the ring, but the grizzled veteran pays no heed to this and takes the now handicapped Dorling…AND SMASHES THE ARM AGAINST THE GUARD RAIL!!
Baxter “ I LOVE IT!!!! Salter showing his “darker” side and why NOT? The chance at WrestleWar’s HISTORY is up for grabs. Boo-Hoo if you break a few hearts or bones on the way.”
Diamond “I can’t speak for Slater, Camden, Cable or anybody else in that locker room. But when you get a CHANCE at the grandest stage in our industry, for the CHANCE to take home the WGWF Championship, then maybe you give into your more RUTHLESS side than you would normally would. Slater is a multiple time WGWF Champion he’s main event’ed the last TWO WrestleWar’s, you gotta think he wants that hattrick.”
All the wild steam Dorling may have had from the opening bell is gone in a flash, and so is the use of his arm. Slater tosses Dorling back into the ring as Ramsey’s check’s on Dorling who pulls himself back up into a corner as Slater cocks his neck and cracks his knuckles while circling Dorling, who makes sure he doesn’t give Slater his back, already knowing what the consequences of that might be, circling in place and following…BEFORE BOTH MEN FINALLY LOCK UP!! But even though Dorling got the lock-up he wanted, Slater is the stronger man and forces Dorling to backpedal and DRIVES him towards the corner he was in moments ago, but both men are still in their tight lock-up. Ray Ramsey asks Slater to get off of Dorling, and damn near tears Slater off himself when Slater starts tugging at Dorling’s hair, but Ramsey doesn’t have to do much once Dorling gets his legs up and pushes Slater away. But Slater rushes back & JUMPS ON DORLING IN THE CORNER AND STARTS PUMMELING HIM!! Tristian’s heavy blows just wear Dorling down, bashing him enough to take him and whip him into the opposite corner…AND SMASHES DORLING’S BODY WITH A CORNER BODY AVALANCHE!! Dorling stumbles out of the corner, collapsing from the massive blow!
Diamond “Slater is certainly to steal a phase from John Cable….”BEAST MODE” and while Dorling the newly adopted home town son, may see his chance at the main event fade into that Nevada sunset.”
As Dorling crawls around and tries to regain himself, Tristian adds insult to injury and KICKS HIM SQUARE IN THE JAW. Dorling is knocked for a loop and spins to his back, Slater now with a smug purple grin on his face but keeps the pressure as he locks Dorling in a chinlock, virtually wiring that smart mouth shut. While he tears away at Dorling’s head, Tristian lets one hand go and DELIVERS HARD FOREARM CLUBS TO THE SIDE OF DORLING’S FACE!! Dorling doesn’t really have much time or energy to possibly talk more smartass smack, as Slater takes one of his hands off the chinlock and starts PULLING UP ON DORLING’S FACE, a move that Ramsey sees immediately and tells him to stop. Tristian adheres to the warning, only to lock Dorling back up and continue to pry away at his head and chin area. Dorling is back to his feet, but he’s still caught in his opponents’ vise. The Vegas native starts punching elbows into Slater’s gut to loosen things up. He loosens the grip enough to manage to rebound off the ropes for some momentum…BUT SLATER DESTROYS DORLING WITH A LARIAT!! Dorling is absolutely beheaded and possibly might need a new jaw as Tristian covers– ONE…TWO…NO!! Dorling’s got more fight in him than that. As Dorling rolls a shoulder, Tristian goes right back to trying to lock in that grinding chinlock, but Dorling is quick to wrap Slater’s wrist and get back to his feet and wraps Tristian around in a hammerlock. Almost as soon as Dorling gets the move synched in, Tristian hops to the ropes and drapes a leg over the middle rope, causing the ref to force Dorling to let go of the grip, much to the crowd’s chagrin. Dorling has to step back and shake the cobwebs out of his head, still feeling the effects of that huge clothesline. Slater sees Dorling trying to recover and RUSHES AT HIM FOR ANOTHER ONE…but Dorling ducks it, grabbing his tights all in one motion, and SLINGING SLATER OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE FLOOR!!
Baxter “That WASN’T Glorious.”
Diamond “These Vegas fans would disagree with that Baxter, again Slater is a beloved champion and star but in Dorling’s hometown. Las Vegas is going ALL IN on Dorling and the DREAM of a main event championship match at WrestleWar’s.”
Dorling tries his best to shake some life back into his thus-far useless left arm before gripping the top rope and stalking the “LAST WGWF World’s Champion” as he gets back to his feet outside…PERFECT PLANCHA…NO!! Slater ducks his head and moves in preparation, but Dorling sees this and simply slings himself over the top rope and catches himself on the apron. Tristian sees this and goes to rip Dorling’s feet from under him, but Dorling backs Slater away with a well-placed kick. As Tristian goes reeling, Dorling turns around on the apron to face Slater…leaping…AND NAILS A LEAPING CLOTHESLINE FROM THE APRON TO THE OUTSIDE!! A modified version of his springboard clothesline there, Dorling having to gather himself, but he’s getting a great reception from the crowd for throwing it all out there to end this thing. He gives a small smirk of appreciation, but then goes right back to selling the injured arm, which he still tries to shake some life into before sliding back into the ring and then gathering himself and looks outside to see Slater trying to peel himself off the outside padding, the crowd getting a little more warmed up as Dorling peers out, gets back to his feet, and steps back a few steps before rushing at the ropes…SUICIDE DIVE…NO!! SLATER CLUBS DORLING IN THE HEAD AS HE LOOKS TO DIVE THROUGH THE ROPES!! Dorling is knocked out draped over the middle rope, with Slater climbing up on the apron to perhaps finish what he just started. He takes Dorling keeps clubbing him in the head while Ramsey is telling him to get back in the ring, which he pays no heed to. He takes Dorling and looks to SUPLEX HIM TO THE FLOOR…but Dorling resists, trying to SUPLEX SLATER BACK INTO THE RING…but the Hall of Fame’er jams that as well, the weary warriors playing tug-o-war, only for Tristian to LIFT DORLING UP AND OVER…but Dorling floats behind Slater on the apron, grappling him from behind. It’s not quite a German suplex hold from the apron, but Dorling is clubbing away at Tristian’s head to get him to loosen his grip on the rope…AS DORLING HITS A BACK SUPLEX FROM THE APRON TO THE FLOOR!! WOW!!
Diamond “Dorling showing his chops on a main event level this evening, hanging with the Hall of Fame’er and for Dorling time maybe on his side as all he wants is a win while Slater maybe looking for a win in UNDER 27 minutes to avoiding starting the chamber as the second entry.”
That could definitely turn the tide in Dorling’s favor, as the Thomas & Mack Center is rocking for such an impressive move! But neither man can capitalize on anything, as they’re both lain out on the outside, Ray Ramsey continuing his count out…
…TWO!!
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…THREE!!
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…FOUR!!
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…FIVE!!
Dorling starts stirring, the wear and tear already popping up on his face. He takes Tristian and rolls him up under the bottom rope into the ring and quickly goes to cover him –
ONE…
TWO…
NO!!
Baxter “THAT WAS CLOSE, Vegas almost saw the BIGGEST upset in this town of sure things.”
Diamond “CLOSE DOESN’T CUT IT. It’s WIN and your IN, lose and you better look for anther way to entertain at the showcase of the immortals.”
Possibly a bit too much time from hitting the move rolling on top of Slater, but whatever the reason, the match continues! Dorling tries not to fret it too much, as Slater tries to roll back to his feet, Dorling greets him with a DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!! Perhaps retaliation from the kick to the jaw, but the ring presence of the veteran shows when he’s hit with the move, then rolls to the nearby ropes. Dorling has to tug Tristian away from the ropes to get another cover attempt –ONE…TWO…NO!! Tristian keeps his head in the game, but Dorling is quick to sit him back up and then deliver a SECOND DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!! Dorling with another cover –ONE…TWO…NO!!AGAIN Slater keeps showing he’s got major fight in him! He’s slower to try and recover this time, but again, he scoots close to the ropes so Dorling has to work if he wants to end it now. Dorling does have to venture over to try and pull him away, but Slater shoves him away and uses the ropes to get back to his feet, Dorling now running at Slater to push the issue, only to eat a hard back elbow from the tough bastard. Tristian than takes Dorling and Irish whips him into a corner and follows up…WITH A RUNNING HIGH KNEE IN THE CORNER!! Slater flails out of the corner a little off balance, but as Dorling drifts back to the ring, Tristian scoops him up …AND HITS SNAP BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!! Dorling could have broken ribs as Slater hits the cover –ONE…TWO…THR-NO!! Dorling stays alive, even after the combo! Tristian growls in agitation, cracking Dorling right back in the jaw as he tries to recover. As Dorling rolls onto his stomach to try to assuage the pain, Tristian takes the taped up arm and flat out DOUBLE FOOT STOMPS IT!! Dorling rolls away, screaming in pain and trying in some way to hide his agony, Slater grabbing hand full of Dorling’s hair and pulling him back to his feet. He takes the arm of the withered Dorling and locks it up in a hammerlock behind him before swinging around…AND HITTING A SCOOP SLAM RIGHT ON DORLING’S BAD ARM!! The ‘hurt’ might slowly be becoming an ‘injury’, and Tristian seems to be the right guy to do it. Dorling pops up and sits in pain when he’s slammed, prompting Tristian to perhaps taunt Dorling a little more by strutting around him…AND FRONT LOW DROPKICKING HIM IN THE FACE!! Dorling reels from the blow, only for Slater to keep on him and quickly bring him back to his feet, holding onto the arm…AND NAILS IT WITH A SINGLE ARM DDT!!
Baxter “SLATER MIGHT HAVE JUST BROKEN DORLING’S ARM RIGHT OFF!! “
Tristian rolls Dorling over and makes sure to fold and press Dorling’s arm down on the cover –ONE…TWO…THR-NO!! DORLING THRASHES A KICKOUT!! Further agitating Slater, the match keeps going and Tristian has to look at the referee in disgust. He takes the hurt arm of and looks like he might start going to work on it again, but Dorling has had enough work on his arm for one night, packpedaling while Slater is still holding his wrist to make him go with him before falling to his back…AND FORCING SLATER TO FLY THROUGH THE ROPES TO THE FLOOR!! Once again, both men are down, Dorling still reeling from Slater’s offense and tending to his arm, while a replay shows Slater might have landed square on his head when he was chunked outside. Ramsey has to check and see if both men are able to continue, asking Dorling if his arm is okay and poking his head outside to see if Tristian’s still conscious. Neither man is even able to even show signs of life, much less move. The referee isn’t hitting a count out for some reason on Slater, but both he and Dorling start stirring around the same time. Slater tries to shake the cobwebs out of his head, while Dorling tries to shake some life back into his arm before pumping it in elation and bouncing off the ropes…AND FINALLY NAILS SLATER WITH A SUICIDE DIVE!!
Diamond “HIGH RISK….HIGH REWARD FOR DORLING!!!! The Thomas and Mack Center are watching two HEAYWEIGHTS going at it here and we’re approaching the fifteen-minute mark.”
The crowd is back to being pumped up, as both men are down, but Dorling grips his worked arm and gets back to his feet. He stumbles just a little bit, actually getting caught for a moment in one of the television wires, but it doesn’t stop him from grabbing Slater and slinging him underneath the bottom rope. Dorling’s body is dragging from the mass damage he’s received tonight, but he’s willing himself forward, gripping the top rope on the apron. Slater is trying to work back to a vertical base, Dorling stalking him…SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE…NO!! SLATER RUNS AND HITS THE TOP ROPE WITH A BOOT!! DORLING COMPLETELY LOSES HIS FOOTING AND GOES CRASHING TO THE CANVAS!! Tristian takes in a tremendous amount of heat as he leans up against the ropes and looks at Dorling’s crashed-and-burned carcass. Tristian smirks to himself, he then takes the now limp body of Dorling and drags him over to another corner, hoisting him up top. Slater follows his prey there, but Dorling still has enough in him to shove Tristian away from his perch…STRADDING HIM ON THE TOP ROPE!! The same rope Slater just kicked is wrenching his” stones”, the crowd wincing accordingly, but still cheering. Dorling lost his balance when pushing Tristian, having to settle on the adjacent apron. He sees his opponent on his new perch…SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE TO THE STRADDLED SLATER!! A DECAPITATING DIVING LARIAT!!
Diamond “Certainly with a bit of a speed advantage Dorling pushing the pace here, can the Hall of Fame’er keep up?”
Baxter “Of course he can, and 10 of MY OWN George Washington’s BACK THAT UP.”
Diamond “Big spender.”
Slater tumbles back inside the ring on the incredible move, Vegas popping their heads off as Dorling tries to gather himself, pulls Slater away from the ropes, and get his most definitive cover of the contest and possibly the night –ONE…TWO…THR-NO!!! SLATER THROWS UP A SHOULDER!! The man who claims to be undefeated looks to keep it so. It’s Dorling’s turn to look up to Ramsey with three fingers up, but the ref confirms his call of a two count. Dorling, in exhaustion, rolls onto his back and covers his face, almost not believing that that heavy hit didn’t end everything. Tristian is actually the first to completely get up from the hit, leaning up against the ropes. Dorling sees this and quickly gets to his feet, taking a few steps back before charging right at Slater…AND NAILS HIM WITH THE RUNNING HIGH KNEE!! AND THEN NAILS IT AGAIN!! Each blow looks to catch Tristian flush and stiff, Dorling then ad’s an uncharacteristic HEADBUTT that suddenly stuns Slater long enough for Dorling to rebound off the ropes. The one-armed man slings back at Slater, only for the “Hall of Fame’er” to hit a standing switch while Dorling runs at him…AND FLIPS DORLING ALL KINDS OF WAYS WITH THE HALF-NELSON SUPLEX!! A move that has caused concussions here in the WGWF is effortlessly snapped off by Slater, who shoots another half on the lifeless body of Dorling for another cover attempt –ONE…TWO…THRE-NO!!! DORLING DOES NOT WISH TO GO YET!! Tristian’s getting more and more agitated we can see, but he’s also subduing it because it’s also just his nature. Slater takes Dorling and tries to keep wearing him down, this time looking to separate shoulder from neck when he takes him up and pries away with a STRETCH PLUM!! Tristian keeps showing off his array of torture methods, wrenching away at Dorling’s ailing arm while pulling his head and neck in the other direction. Dorling screams in pain across Las Vegas, but also keeps shouting refusals to Ramsey’s ever present questions of giving up.
Baxter “Slater applying pressure like a python here, it maybe time to squeeze Dorling’s LAST hope away from the main event.”
Diamond “He hasn’t quit yet.”
Slater keeps trying to stretch him like taffy even more, but after several seconds, Dorling manages to at least try to be making it to a vertical base…before quickly spinning out of the stretch plum, taking Slater by the wrist, and turning him around in a hammerlock…AND GOING FOR “DORBREAKER”…THE LEFT SUPERKICK-NO!! Salter ducks underneath and catches Dorling from behind…GERMAN SUPLEX …NO!! Dorling fights back with several fierce elbows to the back and side of Slater’s head, forcing Tristian to let go of his leg and the hold. Tristian resets and rushes right back at Dorling…only to get DRILLED WITH THE SURPRISE ROUNDHOUSE!! Dorling is right back in this thing as he covers –ONE….TWO…THRE-NO!!!!SLATER KICKS OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!! Dorling is trying to do everything he can here, but the veteran is not going down without a sure fight! As Dorling tries to grapple Slater and perhaps look for more offense, Tristian throws Dorling’s hands off of him and rolls to a corner to pull himself up. Dorling follows him, again having to work with headbutts and the occasional hard right hand. He then hoists Slater onto the top rope with one shoulder, climbing on up top and going for a high risk move, potentially for the FRANKENSTEIR…NO!! Slater shoves Dorling off the top by SOCKING HIM RIGHT IN THE SHOULDER!! Dorling lands hard on the canvas, possibly on that same shoulder, screaming into the canvas in pain. He rolls all the way across the ring to the opposite corner, Tristian staying up on his top rope to catch his breath some more before dropping from his high perch and backing away and charging one more time for a RUNNING SHOULDER THRUST…NOBODY HOME!! Dorling dodges it at the last second and SENDS SLATER’S SHOULDER FULL-SPEED INTO THE UNFORGIVING POST!!
Diamond “It’s an ACE up Dorling’s sleeve.”
Baxter “Or a case of two’s being wild Derrick because a count of TWO is as close as Dorling’s going to get.”
Dorling has to stumble and struggle to get back to his feet, but the crowd is back behind him as Slater’s shoulder could be dislocated now. DORLING CHARGES TOWARDS A CORNER…AND SLAMS SLATER’S HEAD AND INJURED SHOULDER OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!! WOW!! Dorling has a new spot for hope, as Tristian drifts out gripping his shoulder and drifting into the grip of Dorling who lifts Slater up on his shoulders with a CRADLE SUPLEX LIFT!!!!!! Dorling lets out another roar of adrenaline and with another cover –……ONE………TWO…………THREE……NO!! SLATER ROLLS A SHOULDER!! Dorling similarly collapses off Tristian’s body again. He’s goanna have to dig even deeper if he wants to win and go onto WrestleWar’s, getting to his knees and windmill winding his hurt arm to get some life into it. Slater is still down, but he’s rolled to a side and we can see that the collisions with Dorling’s knees has busted his lip, giving Tristian a little bit of blood back on him. Dorling stomps on Slater once to make him go flat, going over to a nearby top rope, looking to throw all caution to the wind…IS DORLING GOING FOR A MOONSAULT…SLATER SHOVES HIM OFF HIS FOOTING AND STRADDLES HIM ON THE TOP NOW!! Dorling is now sitting on his “jewels” on the top rope, his back to Tristian, who takes his burst of life and climbs on up behind Dorling on that top rope…sets him up…AND HITS A SUPER BACK SUPLEX!! DORLING FLIPS OVER HIS OWN HEAD AS HE HITS THE CANVAS!! Both men are lain out again, all the damage of the night meeting both men with every hit they take, Dorling possibly having be blasted out of his own body. Tristian wipes away some of the blood from his lip before rolling over and shooting the half on Dorling and making sure to hook a leg –……ONE………TWO………THREE-NO!!!!
Diamond “THE REBEL HEART OF DORLING REFUSES TO STAY DOWN AND ROLLS A SHOULDER!!”
As the crowd pops for the kickout, Tristian angrily gets to his knees and starts BASHING DORLING IN THE FACE WITH HARD FISTS!! Slater's pretty pissed, but kills the crowd’s momentum by springing on Dorling right away. They die down rather quickly, his strategy working, but now Tristian has a new, unorthodoxed strategy. He goes back to the corner, climbs through the ropes…and heads to the top rope?? It’s Slater’s turn to head to the top, which is incredibly uncharacteristic, but Slater want to win this thing that badly…AND LEAPS FOR A LEG DROP…NOBODY HOME!! SLATER CRASHES AND BURNS AS DORLING ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!!
Baxter “Oh NO!!!!! Slater’s in REAL trouble here Derrick we’re at TWENTY-FIVE minutes and Dorling is STILL in this thing.”
Diamond “ Like I said the town of sure things is becoming the home of chance and a dream, the pride and passion of Slater is coming up against a wing, a prayer and ONE ARM in Dorling’s desire.”
Both men are down again, Slater holding at his possibly jarred tailbone! Tristian grips at his backside while he rolls away, going to the outside to try and recover by walking it off. Dorling still hasn’t moved much, Slater doing his best to get himself straightened up on the outside. Dorling is just now starting to stir, Tristian having to hold on to the guard rail outside to keep walking it off. He hunches over and still grips at his tailbone, Dorling drunkenly crawling over to a corner and heading up to the top rope…AND GOES FOR A CROSSBODY FROM THE TOP TO THE OUTSIDE…BUT SLATER MOVES AND DORLING EATS NOTHING BUT GUARD RAIL!! Slater has to take a breather after dodging quite the bullet from Dorling there, taking the limp body of his relentless & reckless opponent and pulling it back up and in between his legs into the piledriver position…AND HITS THE FLIPPING PILEDRIVER!! SLATER NAILS DORLING WITH THE FLIP PILEDRIVER ON THE OUTSIDE!!
Baxter “THE DREAM IS OVER!!!!”
Diamond “Maybe, but BOTH men are on the OUTSIDE of the ring, this one finishes IN the ring not out. How fast can either man move here?”
Dorling’s head sickly bounces off the padding as the crowd is left with a MIXED POP from Salter’s fans & the move itself on the outside. Slater nails the move on his bottom, so his jacked tailbone starts acting up again and leaves him unable to immediately roll Dorling back inside. It takes a few moments for him to take Dorling up and drag his carcass to the apron and then roll him under the bottom rope, sluggishly slide in after him, and get the big lateral press –
……ONE……
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……TWO……
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……THREE!!!!
*DING…..DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNER….(pop)…..of the match at a time of 27:01….and advancing to Elimination Chamber Main Event at WrestleWar’s……TRISTIANNNNNN…..SLATERRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!
You wouldn’t know Slater is the winner as the Hall of Fame’er kicks the bottom rope in disgust as he stares over at the entrance way titantron showing his time at 27:01, 1 second now ensures he will begin the Elimination Chamber match against Chris Page come WrestleWar’s.
Baxter "Talk about your SORE winner’s.”
Diamond “ He isn’t sore Baxter just upset that ONE second will be the difference on when he enters the Chamber come May 25th at WrestleWar’s but there isn’t a doubt that Tristian Slater will now be main eventing his THIRD WrestleWar’s for the WGWF Championship, again. But what an effort from Dorling here tonight in his hometown.”
“THAT WAS GLORIOUS”
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“THANK YOU DORLING”
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“THAT WAS GLORIOUS”
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“THANK YOU DORLING”
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“THAT WAS GLORIOUS”
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“THANK YOU DORLING”
Camera’s catch the sold out Thomas & Mack Center audience on their feet in unison after witnessing the instant classic they watched this evening with their home town hero Dorling giving the BEST performance of his WGWF career so far. Even Slater seems to have been taken aback with the “WrestleWar’s” like reception he’s sharing with Dorling in the center of the ring. For Dorling’s part cameras catch the hometown native, slowly but surely using the ring ropes to leans his body over into a far corner as he too is staring in awe of the scene, he is both seeing & hearing.
Diamond “Monday May 25th will see the WGWF Championship defended inside the Elimination Chamber where Cable, HUNTER, Camden, Starchylde, CCP and now Slater will compete. But in THIS moment here on Monday night April 13th 2020, this will be the night remembered for Dorling’s BREAKOUT performance against A Hall of Fame’er, tonight in his HOMETOWN…. DORLING HAS ARRIVED!!!!!!!”
Slater walks over to Dorling shoving the official to the side, we can’t hear what Slater whisper’s into Dorling’s ear but the grin on Dorling’s face says enough. Walking Dorling to the middle of the ring, SLATER RAISES DOLRING’S HAND as the crowd POP’s massively for the endorsement of the Hall of Fame’er to the upstart.
Baxter “Now THAT was Glorious, indeed for Dorling who’s EANRED the respect of at least one Hall of Fame’er.”
Diamond “You talk about a night we will NEVER forget, the returns of Andre Dixon, Rod Frazier along with Raziel repugnant attack on Tax and now ALL the Chamber participants set the road to WrestleWar’s is shifting into HIGH gear. We will see you next Monday for Brawl talk and then in two weeks in Atlanta. So long everybody.”
Just as Slater looks to leave the ring for one last bow for Dorling, the titantron flickers on and off and the image cameras catch is disturbing.
“WE NEED SOME HELP OVERHERE!!!!!!”
The image switches from the ring to a backstage hallway, there are move than a few WGWF officials, backstage producers, referee’s & superstars’ again crowed in a semi circle as the images of the lifeless bodies of Mark Foley & Ric Flier are sprawled across the backstage area. Foley’s body looks like it’s been broken in two as he lies in the middle of what remains of a table as there are strands of barbed wire embedded across some of Mark’s forehead as a baseball bat wrapped in the stuff lies on Foley’s chest and Flier is face down in a poll of his own blood as a led pipe lies next to him with the remainder of what’s left of a TV monitor is also on the floor. The shards of it’s screen also scattered around the body of Flier, a few convulses from Flier’s left leg are shown as we can hear & see John Gambino shouting…..
Gambino:WATCH HIS NECK DAMMIT……. GET HELP…..DAMMIT HELP NOW
Baxter “Again? Is there a bounty on WGWF legends or did Flier not pay his tab at the hotel?”
Diamond “ENOUGH, last Brawl Borden now Foley & Flier something’s not right and look….look both Slater and Dorling are rushing off. DAMMIT WHY ARE WE ENDING ON THIS?”
Cameras catch both Slater & Dorling heading to the back as the final images of Monday Night Brawl show the evolving scene backstage where the blood and bodies continue to grow.
Brawl fades to black.
WGWF Monday Night BRAWL
04/13/2020
Thomas & Mack Center
Las Vegas, Nevada
*****PYRO*****
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As the smoke clears it’s obvious the Brawl stage has been given a “Vegas” make over, with over-sized poker chips stacked across, along with a large roulette wheel fully lite and finally Las Vegas Showgirls placed around the entrance way. there isn’t even time to do an establishing WGWF Universe sign shot as cameras head down to ringside where Donald Master’s is standing by.
Diamond “WELCOME EVERYONE TO MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL….where the road to WRESTLEWAR’S picks up as tonight there will be FIVE Elimination Chamber qualifying matches”
Baxter “ And to ensure the BEAT THE CLOCK aspect of the night, where the FASTEST time will guarantee that winning wrestle the LAST entry into the chamber, the wrestler who wins with the SLOWEST time will start the chamber match with Chris Page.”
Diamond “So EVERY match will be commercial free.”
Donald Master’s: The following is an Elimination Chamber Qualifying MATCH……..(pop)….the winner of the match will advance and earn themselves a spot in the MAIN EVENT….of WRESTLEWAR’S….for a chance at the WGWF Championship!!!!!
POP
Master’s: Introducing first, she hails from London England……(POP)……..she is a former WGWF CHAMPION……(POP)…..SHE WAS THE FIRST WOMAN TO EVER MAIN EVENT WRESTLEWAR’S….(POP)…. A WGWF HALL OF FAME’ER….(POP)………this is……..JOCELYNNNNNNNNNNN…………..CAMDENNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!
MEGA POP
"Riot Rythem" by Sleigh Bells plays as the crowd jumps to their feet. Jocelyn Camden steps out from the back to a thunderous ovation. Jocelyn looks into the crowd and cracks a smile but her eyes are drawn to one of the Showgirls currently standing on stage helping the whole “Vegas” theme this evening, Camden slowly looks to her left where a red head shoots her a wink. Camden approaches as the two take a hold of one anther’s hand grinning as Camden turns around only to get a “good luck” pat on the ass as Camden is only to happy to return to the Showgirl.
Baxter “Well ALRIGHT, hey I wonder if that Showgirl plays for BOTH teams.”
Diamond “Really?”
Camden now turns towards the crowd, throwing up both arms before she slowly walks down the elevated rampway. As she gets to the ring, she leaps onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckle. She fist pumps in the air as the crowd continues to go nuts for her. She leaps off the turnbuckle and into the ring.
Master’s: Introducing her opponent, he hails from New York City….New York…(heat)…….he is a former WGWF INTERNET CHAMPION…..this is the “X-EFFECT”….(heat)…….BRIANNNNNNN……CADYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!
HEAT
Diamond “Obviously given that vile and WITHOUT warning, that assault THAT man Brian Cady inflicted on John Tolly was just disgusting. And the WGWF wants answers dammit.”
“Stop…..STOP…..STOP MY MUSIC”
The HEAT continues as through the entrance way steps out Brian Cady, microphone in hand and that vile smile still on display.
Cady: As a GREAT man once said, just when you think you have all the answers…..I change the questions. Well I’m sure the WGWF universe has come to their own conclusions of why two weeks ago I assaulted…..nay….why I did the world a FAVOR and beat John Tolly into intensive care….(heat)…..well I haven’t changed the question….no because an evener GREATER man….myself now says……Questions and Answers I DON’T OWE YOU PEOPLE ANYTHING!!!!!
HEAT
Cady: I came BACK for me and ONLY myself….the X-EFFECT….(heat)….so what I do is MY business and the only thing YOU people get to do is watch….like now you’ll watch ME….(heat)….beat that OVER-RATED….HALL OF FAME BITCH….(MEGA HEAT)……and head to WRESTLEWAR’S for MY WORLD………
From a shadowed part of the stage a man comes flying out and SMASHES CADY WITH A CLOTHESLINE FROM BEHIND!! Brian falls face first onto the aisle, the we can’t tell anything for the moment, as all we can make out of the figure is that he’s wearing button-sided sweatpants and a black hoodie and his attack has sent Cady’s mind into a scramble, not even able to respond and fight back. When both men get to their feet, we can see that the hooded man has a ponytail flying around and still tearing into Cady, the hooded man SLAMS CADY BACK ONTO THE ISLE WAY WITH A NECK SNAP!!!!!!
Diamond “ Could it be?....IT IS….IT’S JOHN TOLLY!!!!!”
Fans POP as Tolly removes the hood and lays in a few kicks to the gut until an army of backstage officials & referee’s storm the entrance way pulling Tolly back as Caddy rolls under the rope and into the ring. We can hear one official say……
“You’re NOT medically cleared John, you gotta go.”
As John is escorted from the entrance way he stares right at Cady “THIS ISN’T OVER BRAIN” …..”THIS ISN’T OVER”……..Cady is shown trying to sit up in the corner as cameras return to the ring.
*Ding…..Ding*
As soon as the ref’s remove Tolly, in the ring as Cady drifts out of his corner, only to be the stopped cold by CAMDEN TACKLING HIM RIGHT OUT OF THE GATE!! This is getting started right away!! Jocelyn starts pounding fists off of Cady’ face and body, all of Vegas immediately enthralled and cheering for the action. Cady squiggles out of Camden’s assault, retreating to a corner in hopes that it’ll buy him some time…but Jocelyn simply follows him, now pounding on him because he’s got nowhere to go!! Camden keeps firing blow after blow after blow, but Cady manages to duck one of them and grip the Hall of Fame’er by her waist before turning her into the corner and changing their positions. Now it’s Cady’s turn to light up Camden, IMMEDIATELY going for Camden’s left eye! Camden’s adrenaline and desire for the chance to main event WrestleWar’s fuels her to turn Cady back around in the corner, once again shifting the action and striking Brian in his face with hard forearms and fists, referee Goose Mahoney almost having to get between both. Jocelyn does back away a little bit, but this is only to give her room to hit Cady with the SHOOT KICK TO THE MIDSECTION!! Brian has the corner gripped, so he stays vertical, only to EAT ANOTHER SHOOT KICK TO THE GUT!! Camden is looking relentless here, but she’s not done, cranking back and nailing ANOTHER SHOOT KICK TO THE RIBS!! Cady doubles over in the corner, Jocelyn keeping her eyes on Cady as she backs away to the opposite corner. Camden measures the hacker up as he tries to get back to his feet in the corner, rushing back towards him … EXPLODING CORNER DROPKICK … NO!! Brian moves out of the way at the last possible moment, sending Camden crashing into the unforgiving turnbuckle! The tides turn once again, Cady finally catching a breather for a moment. As Camden has to bring herself back to her feet using the nearby ropes, but she only gets to her knees before Cady rushes back at him and HITS HER IN THE EYE WITH A NASTY RUNNING BOOT!! Camden is struck so hard by the move that she flails through the ropes and to the floor!
Baxter “Alright Brian, nice recovery from that CON-ARTIST Tolly from earlier. And look Derrick, Cady studying tape on the WGWF Network….when Camden fought CCP all those years ago at Summer Madness 2011 the left eye injury came into play then and we all know that orbital bone never REALLY heals.”
Brian obviously has a strategy to work in here, while Camden is just letting loose with all her aggression. Right now, Cady’s way seems to be working as he crawls out from the ring to the outside, again firing punches deliberately aimed at Jocelyn’s left orbital bone. Cady then taking Camden and lifting her over his head…lining him up with the guard rail … AND DROPS CAMDEN’S FACE RIGHT ONTO THE RAILING!!Jocelyn falls back in agony, coving up her targeted eye. She momentarily screams in pain, the camera capturing it before panning up to show Brian Cady with his newfound sick, slasher smile etched on his face as he rolls in & out of the ring breaking the ten count. As he slowly walks over to Jocelyn and slaps her on the back of the head, taunting at her.
“What now, Jocey?? Huh? Ya gonna kick my head in, huh? Ya gonna bite me? BITCH!”
Diamond “CLASSY….but Brian should be worrying about WINNING and watching that clock”
Cady slaps Camden’s head once more for even more heat, taking Camden up by the head and dragging her back up…only for Camden to BURST from Brian’ s grip, grabbing at Cady’s head … AND CAMDEN ACTUALLY BITES HELMS RIGHT ON THE NOSE!! Jocelyn even tears some skin off as she rips away, the crowd again turning the heat into wild pops! Cady is reeling and gripping at his nose, not sure what the hell to think except that maybe he should keep his mouth shut.
Baxter “SHE BIT HIM…SHE ACTUALLY BIT HIM.”
Diamond “Iron Mike eat your heart out, THAT’S THE WGWF’S BADDEST BITCH….Jocelyn Camden.”
Jocelyn takes this moment to lean up against the railing closest to the announce table, trying to gather herself a little bit. But she doesn’t have much time, as a now enraged Cady stops holding his bitten appendage and rushes at Jocelyn … ONLY FOR CAMDEN TO BACK BODY DROP HIM RIGHT OVER THE RAILING AND INTO THE FANS’ LAPS!!! CADDY HITS PURE CONCRETE!! Brian bends to tend to his impacted spine, screaming in pain as fans around him cheer wildly. As Jocelyn takes a moment to again tend to her eye before climbing over the rail and seeing Cady trying to crawl back to his feet, only to DRILL HIM IN THE HEAD WITH A STIFF KICK!! A blow that would make puroresu fans happy sends Cady onto his stomach and possibly avenges the kick to Camden’s head earlier. Jocelyn then ventures over and takes Cady up by his neck and tights, runs, and SLINGS HIM BACK OVER THE RAIL, again forcing Brian to land on his already weakened spine! Camden tosses Cady back into the ring as she grabs the right shoulder of Brian’s & then reaches for his other one … AND LOOKS FOR THE WRIST-CLUTCH STOMPS…but Cady squirms away while on his back to the nearby ropes, clogging up any chance Jocelyn might have had with the move. Camden backs off by order of the referee, Brian getting back up to his feet and trying to regain his breath after nearly getting his head stomped in. He props himself up on the ropes with his arms wide, leaving his chest wide open for a particularly stinging Camden knife-edge CHOP(Woooooo!) Cady immediately regrets the decision to leave his pecs unguarded, curling his arms back over his chest as he steps away from the ropes, dropping to his knees. Jocelyn sees this as another opening, rearing back and NAILING HELMS IN THE CHEST WITH A SHOOT KICK!! Jocelyn then rears back … AND NAILS ANOTHER!! AND ANOTHER!! AND ANOTHER!! Cady’s body whiplashes violently with each blow, Camden again stepping back. This time, she pumps her fists and yells loudly across the Thomas & Mack Center, the crowd yelling with her and going for the FINISHING ROUNDHOUSE … NO!! Cady’s knows Jocelyn and ducks the final blow, quickly getting some footing and hitting Camden from behind with a low dropkick. Jocelyn drops from her legs being pulled from underneath her, trying to get back up on all fours before propping herself on her knees. As Cady is on his feet and strikes Camden one more time in the injured eye before tugging at her hair and forcing her to look up into Brain’s face –
“I’M GOING TO WRESTLEWAR’S DAMMIT”
Cady boast garners him some heat before he rears back … AND HE BLASTS CAMDEN IN THE CHEST WITH A SHOOT KICK!! This garners even more heat, but he’s not done, gearing back and HITTING ANOTHER!! AND ANOTHER!! AND ANOTHER!! Perfectly flipping the very move from just a few seconds ago, Jocelyn’s body is struck hard with each blow, but she stays more stationary than Brian was. Even so, Brian mimics Camden’s fist pump and battle cry, getting another negative reaction before HE GOES FOR THE FINAL ROUNDHOUSE TO THE SKULL ... but Jocelyn ducks and takes down Brian from behind with a single leg take down on the backswing…crawls quickly to the front … AND GETS IN THE CROSSFACE … but not completely!! Once again, Cady scurries to the ropes and jams the move by technicality before Camden has a chance to set it off.
Diamond “What? Did that rat face coward bath himself in oil before the match? They way he succories like a bitch over to the rope on every exchange.”
Baxter “It’s called RING IQ Derrick; Cady has a plan and then a plan in case that plan fails and so forth.”
Diamond “He didn’t have a plan when Tolly attacked him earlier.”
Camden quickly steps off of Brian and waits for him to get back to his feet once more, Cady somewhat drunkenly stepping back to the center ring and getting nailed in the calf by another Camden shoot kick! Brian take it, but shrugs it off a bit before nailing Camden in the calf with a shoot kick of his own!! Camden then retaliates with another calf shoot, only for Cady to retaliate with another! The crowd is getting into this vengeful battle of one-upsmanship!
BOO!!
YAY!!
BOO!!
YAY!!
BOO!!
YAY!!
YAY!!
YAY!!
Cady abandons the kicks and suddenly comes around with a hard haymaker, again aimed right at Jocelyn’s injured eye –
BOO!!
BOO!!
YAY!!
YAY!!
OOOoooooOOOOOOHHH…
Jocelyn bounces off the opposite ropes and rushes at the rope-leaning Caddy…who lifts her over him and plants her on the apron! Jocelyn is now right on the platform entrance aisle, she and Brian continuing this duel with straight punches with the ropes between them –
YAY!!
BOO!!
YAY!!
BOO!!
YAY!!
BOO!!
BOO!!
BOO!!
OooooOOOOOOOOOHHHH…
Cady has Jocelyn somewhat groggy, taking that chance to run behind her and rebound off the rope and go for a big move…
YAY!!!
Camden counters with a beautifully timed roundhouse to the midsection through the middle rope!! It forces Cady to double over, Jocelyn shaking a cobweb out before reaching over the top rope and getting Cady in a double underhook and beginning to take his momentum backward…and brings Brian over the ropes … WITH A BUTTERFLY SUPLEX FROM THE RING RIGHT ON TOP OF THE ELEVATED AISLE!!!
Diamond “The absolute strength and savvy of Camden on display after that exchange ending with Cady lying back on the entrance way.”
Very faint “HOLY SHIT” chants can be heard as Cady splats against the hard platform. The move takes a little bit out of Jocelyn too, her back taking a flat bump against the platform as well. It doesn’t hurt nearly as much as Cady’, giving Camden all the strength, she needs to roll to her feet. Brian is hurt so much, he rolls off of the platform aisle, slumping to the floor below. As Camden watches Brian try to get away and recover, just watching him as he pulls himself up using the ring lip. Brian has to prop his ailing back up against the ring post on the floor, Camden suddenly flying into the frame … AND SANWICHING CADY’S SKULL BETWEEN THE STEEL POST AND THE FLYING KNEE!!
Baxter “OH Brian, Derrick Camden certainly showing off HER ruthlessness here tonight in Sin City and with a chance at Main Eventing a SECOND WrestleWar’s I really can’t blame her.”
Diamond “It would actually be her third as WrestleWar’s Six back in 2012 saw here end the night in that EPICE 3 way for the WGWF Championship.”
The crowd “ooooohs” with the absolute ferocity being shown here by Jocelyn, the knee clacking against Cady’s skull. Camden g lets out a small feral yell when she gets back to her feet, the crowd joining in with her. As Camden then takes Cady right back in her clutches and once again slides him underneath the bottom rope before following in pursuit, but Cady keeps on rolling, getting farther away from Jocelyn as she slides in. This forces Jocelyn to crawl a few extra feet and force Brian onto his back for another cover –ONE…TWO…THR-NO!!! Brian throws up a shoulder somehow!! Getting his skull damn near fractured on the post and getting his back repeatedly warped isn’t demotivating Brian in the slightest! Jocelyn isn’t pleased he’s not going down as she wraps up both of Caddy’s’ legs and then grabs both wrists and starts rocking back and forth, forcing Cady’s body to go with her, setting up for the surfboard stretch…but Brian rips his arms away from Camden’s clutches, forcing Jocelyn to fall back against the canvas with no leverage. Quickly Camden springs back up to her feet from the slight setback, Cady groggily getting to his feet much slower, but when Jocelyn approaches she gets a surprise when Cady HEADBUTTS HER RIGHT IN THE INJURED ORBITAL BONE Jocelyn is immediately taken aback and clutching her face in pain, with Cady creating an opening for himself and keeping it open by taking Jocelyn and throwing her face into a turnbuckle, further damaging the targeted region. Once Camden’s face bounces off and reveals itself for a moment, we can see that his is indeed bleeding from the eye a tad.
Diamond “You talk about RUTHLESSNESS Baxter, THAT little piss ant Brian Cady just drew first blood from the Hall of Fame’er”
Baxter “Cady is putting it ALL on the line for the chance to redefine HIS legacy in WGWF and make his FIRST WrestleWar’s main event.”
Cady hits Camden with a CHOP(Wooooo!) that backs her back into the same corner before Brian yanks Camden out, gets her in a backdrop position … and then throws Jocelyn into the canvas with a WHEELBARROW FACEBUSTER!! Cady keeps blatantly going after the now bleeding eye of Camden, but he doesn’t give much of a shit if it’s a cheap strategy because now it’s getting him his first fall attempt of the match –ONE..TWO…THR-NO!! Jocelyn is hurt and squirting, but she’s not done yet! Just after she throws his shoulder up, she goes right back to tending to the eye, making sure not to elevate her head so that Cady can further mess her up. Cady strikes Camden several times to soften up her covering up, wrapping up Camden’s legs the same way Jocelyn had his. He then forcibly takes Camden’s wrists and begins shifting his weight on several attempts … BEFORE CATCHING CAMDEN IN HER OWN SURFBOARD STRETCH!!
Baxter “They say imitation is the most sincerest form of flattery.”
Cady is shown having his sick smile grow wider and wider the more he hears Camden cry out in pain. Mahoney has to ask Jocelyn if she would like to give up, but Jocelyn constantly refuses, shaking her head with more vigor with every question. Just when it looks like Cady may be running out of steam on the move, Brian starts bringing Jocelyn closer and closer to his own body … AND LOOKS FOR THE DRAGON SLEEPER to go along with the stretch…but Jocelyn begins to fight out, knowing exactly what Cady is going for! As se starts pounding backhand fists off of Brian’s midsection before getting one that nails Cady in the face, forcing him to let go. Still with leverage though Caddy once again goes for the eye and with a thumb to the RIGHT eye instead of the left surprises Camden as Cady rolls through for another cover-ONE….TWO….THRE-NO!!!! Jocelyn still has life in her!! Cady isn’t pleased with that at all, the crowd loving that this is still going on. Brian shakes it off a bit and waits for Camden to drift back to a vertical base, catching her from behind and going for the X MARKS THE SPOT … NO!! Jocelyn jams the move and spins around while still in the headlock…pops her hips … AND NAILS A PERFECT NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX!! Camden upholds the bridge and gets another cover –
ONE…
TWO…
THRE-NO!!
Juuuuust in the nick of time does Cady throw his legs up! Brian twists his entire body to somehow escape the move and keep on surviving, deflating the crowd back down. Jocelyn isn’t quick to recover at all, still feeling the effects of everything she’s taken. She shakes some cobwebs out before turning back to where Cady lies … PELEE!! THE PELEE KICK!! CADY PULLS OUT A PELLE KICK!! Brian surprises everyone and clutches Jocelyn, hooking a leg –
ONE…
TWO…
THR-NO!!!
Now it’s Camden’s turn to kick out at the very last second!! Cady is almost beside himself as the Thomas & Mack Center pops off one more time!! As Brian pulls Mahoney in and tells him that “that shit was three”, but Goose shakes his head and continues to hold up two fingers. An angered Cady then peers over his shoulder to take another venge-filled look at Camden before climbing through the ropes and heading to the top. Cady is going all high risk here, stalking Jocelyn until she stands … leaping … OVERCAST … NO!! Camden catches him on her shoulders and tries to flow right into the DEATH VALLEY DRIVER … but Cady uses the momentum to carry him all the way over to the ropes nearest the entrance platform, Cady again just barely able to counter a sequence from their previous meetings. Brian holds onto the rope for dear life as Jocelyn tries and tries to tug away and nail the big move, but the “X-Effect” isn’t letting go. Instead, Camden tries to throw him over, only for Cady to land on the apron on his feet. On the throw around, however, Cady keeps a headlock on Camden, getting her up for a suplex over the ropes…and suddenly shifts the momentum when vertical … BRAINBUSTER!! BRAINBUSTER ON THE PLATFORM!!
Diamond “ OHH MYY GAAAAAHHHDD!!!!”
Cady is really pulling out all the stops here, even the Vegas crowd having to give him major props for that huge move. Brian is breathing hard, almost looking like he can’t believe it himself. The crowd remains buzzing as Cady now drags the carcass of Camden back through the ropes, huffing and puffing after giving so much to get his chance to main event WrestleWar’s. He rolls Camden more away from the ropes and shoots a half before having to throw himself on top –
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
NO!!!
Diamond “CAMDEN STAYS ALIVE!! CAMDNE STAYS ALIVE!! BAH GAWD, IT’S NOT OVER YET!”
Camden, taking a great deal of abuse, will not go down with a chance at the Granddaddy in all of WGWF on the line, WrestleWar’s!! Cady slumps off of Camden’s body in disbelief, laying completely flat and throwing his hands over his face. Jocelyn hasn’t moved since the rolling of the shoulder, still on a side. Nearly 12,000 in the Thomas & Mack Center are on their feet for the display both these WGWF superstars for the performance they are putting on here. Cady finally sits up after looking up at the lights for a bit…and it looks like he has an idea. Brian scoots over to the edge of the ring and rolls out by the bell keeper’s area. He orders the timekeeper and Master’s to move before snatching away … A STEEL CHAIR!!! As Caddy rolls into the ring with it, but the referee gets in front of him and tries to take it away from him. Cady refuses to lose, now playing tug of war with Mahoney. Brian wins the war, pulling the chair away and lunging at the now vertical Jocelyn, and HITTING HER WITH THE CHAIR …NO!!!!! Jocelyn jams the blow … CROSS FACE!! CROSS FACE!!!
Both stars are now lying on the canvas with Camden selling the adrenaline pumping through her veins. While Cady struggles mightily as his arm and neck are wrenched in torturous positions, trying with all his might to not tap out. As Camden pulls back even harder, but Cady is bound and determined not to pound his hand against the canvas. Mahoney is close to Cady’s extended arm, watching closely to see if it’s ever going to come down…
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… AND CADY GETS TO A ROPE!!
Diamond “Awe, SON OF A BITCH”
Baxter “YES….YES….BRAIN KEEPS HOPE ALIVE!!!!”
The crowd deflates as Camden is forced to let go, pissed as all hell that Cady didn’t submit. Mahoney tells her that she had to let go, but as Camden rises from her seated position to Mahoney’s face, shouting “I HAVE ‘TIL FIVE!!” Those who can hear her give another big pop, the frustrated Camden looking like a rabid beast by this point with blood and sweat engulfing the whole left half of her face. After screaming in the official’s face, Jocelyn has to reach over and peel Cady off of the ropes he’s gripped to escape the lock, only for Cady to hit Camden with a nice back kick to the gut. Following this and a hard blow to the head, Cady has enough space to take Camden and whip her towards a corner, but the ready and agile Camden leaps and backflips over the charging Cady. But right as Jocelyn flips, Cady leaps onto the second rope, twisting and leaping back FOR THE OVERCAST AFTER THE BACKFLIP … but Camden takes a step back … AND DRILLS CADY WITH A WIMBELDON COMMON!!! THE WIMBELDON COMMON!!!! THE STUNNER STRIKES AGAIN!!!
Baxter “No….No…..No……NO….NO!!!!!!”
Diamond “YES…..YES….YES….CAMDEN STRIKES……..BUT HOW MUCH AND HOW LONG HAS THIS WAR GONE ON FOR? WE NEED A COVER HERE….COVER HIM CAMDEN”
Camden is struggling to drag her arm over the lifeless body of Cady, there ONE FINGER is over the chest as the ref counts……
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ONE
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TWO
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...THREE!!!!
*DING…..DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNER (pop) of the match at a time of 27:00 and advancing to the MAIN EVENT of WrestleWar’s Thirteen…..JOCLEYNNNNNNN……CAMDENNNNNNN!!!!!!
Diamond “She did IT!!!! Jocelyn Camden is the FIRST to stamp her ticket to the main event of WrestleWar’s for a chance at the World Championship.”
Baxter “Yeah but DISPITE the WORST efforts of John Tolly, Brian Cady was able to hang with the Hall of Fame’er going 27 minutes.”
Diamond “I’ll give the devil his due he can certainly hang with one of the greats, who speaking of which doesn’t look so great now. I hope her eye heals before WrestleWar’s.”
As a few medical trainers tend to Camden in the ring, Cady is shown walking up the entrance ramp when the titantron flickers & JOHN TOLLY is on screen in the parking lot.
Tolly: Oh Brian you were THAT close to going to WrestleWar’s…..I sure hope wasn’t ME….(mild pop)….who cost you a chance at that.”
Cady is seething on the entrance way mouthing “You sorry son of a bitch”. As he shouts, “I’M COMING TO YOU TOLLY…YOU’RE DEAD!!!” Cady spirts up the ramp towards the entrance way……
Diamond “Oh boy is security out in the parking….OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!”
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Baxter “SPEAR…..SPEAR…..JOHN TOLLY JUST SPEARD BRIAN CADY ON THE STAGE!!!!!!!!”
From out of nowhere Tolly emerges out from behind the current and breaks Cady in half with a spear much to the DELIGHT of this capacity crowd as Tolly is quick to jump off the ramp avoiding the rush of WGWF official & referee’s who check on Cady as Camden walks by and KICKS CADY IN THE NUTS!!!!!!!!
Diamond “And ONE MORE for good measure, we have to take a quick break. Come back to us.”
The shot is that of Cady grabbing at his lower half as Brawl takes it’s first break of the evening.
*** Commercial Break ***
GLORIOUS PEP TALK
Coming back after break the image is that of a previous match from WrestleWar’s 11 as a sequence between Tristian Slater verse Paul Frost is shown on another TV set as we pan back showing DORLING….(pop) watching with interest as we then see WGWF legend MARK FOLEY (pop) walks into the shot.
Foley: See you want to avoid Tristian high risk offense, he’s not a highflyer but the man can bring the pain from up high.
We go back to the screen showing the following moments.
Two bloodied leaders of their respected “factions” are both once again selling the incredible pain that submissions yield! The way Frost landed on the reverse neck breaker is brought into play, as his back has to be still feeling those effects and now having to put up with the weight of Slater and the way he’s torquing the body of Frost! Slater pulls back more and more, making the crimson Frost scream more and more in pain. As Frost tries to crawl away, Slater starts pulling back just a bit more…perhaps going for the ELEVATED CLOVERLEAF!!!!
“And then WOOOOOOOO”
POP
The unmistakable sights & sounds of Richard Fliehr enters the shot walking up on the other side of Dorling standing in a locker room backstage. Of course, the “Nature MAN” is dressed in style.
Flier: But brother what you REALLY need to do is avoid his submission holds brother, he’s outright GLOURIOUS in that regard
Diamond “Would you look at that Dorling sitting under the learning tree of two WGWF ICON’s right there from those WAY early days.”
Baxter “Who let them OUT OF THE HOME?”
“ you know what I THINK…….”
POP
John Gambino walks into frame as Foley & Flier each share a quick fist bump/ hug with the Hall of Fame’er.
Gambino: I was going to say despite just missing the cut for chance against Slater from my own experience Dorling you have……
Flier: WOOOO, easy there Big Man we WANT Dorling…(pop)…Mr. LAS VEGAS to WIN tonight and Big Man while you’re great man you NEVER won against Slater.
Foley: Plus John I mean let the legends do a little of the talking as THIS guy….(Foley points at Dorling)…..will be the NEXT WGWF Champion.
Gambino: Oh really?
“REALLY?”
There’s a MEGA POP as TRISTAN SLATER walks into frame.
Slater: With all due respect John, Mark, Ric and you Dorling. Tonight in front of this SELL OUT crowd….(pop)….YOUR HOME TOWN OF LAS VEGAS….(hometown POP)…..the GLORIOUS ONE…….will BEAT YOU…(mixed heat)…..and I will go on and Main Event MY third WrestleWar’s and WIN MY WGWF CHAMPIONSHIP….BACK!!!!!
We can see Dorling stepping closer to Slater
Slater: What? You got something to say?
Dorling: Yeah, there’s no doubt you’ve BEEN the man around these parts, you’ve BEEN to the top of the mountain more than once and quite frankly Tristian you’ve BEEN and ARE the best I’ve ever seen, BUT your in MY HOUSE….(pop)…..and in MY HOUSE…..IN OUR HOUSE…..the best ISN’T good enough to beat a man who goes ALL IN!!!!!!
We then see Foley & Flier each place a hand on Dorling’s shoulders
Foley: And HE’S….ALL……IN!!!!!
Flier: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Slater (smirks): Cute but boy the only ALL IN your actually going to get is ALL the ASS WHOPPING…(heat)….you can take….IN…MY RING….(heat)….out there tonight and that will be….GLOURIOUS…..WOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Cameras keep on Gambino’s stare towards Dorling as Slater walks out of frame as cameras keep backstage over to the Monday night Brawl interview area where Denise Essex is standing by with a special guest.
You've Got a Friend In Me!
Essex: Tonight the road to WrestleWar’s continues and with Elimination Chamber qualifying matches this evening brings about the return of WGWF superstars, one match this evening see’s the return of TWO WGWF Hall of Famer’s as HUNTER battles my guest at this time….TAX!!!!!
The cheers continue as Tax still dressed in his street attire, gym bag over the shoulder and holding a water bottle steps into frame.
Essex: Tax welcome back.
Tax (takes a sip of water): Thanks, it’s great to be back honestly and it will be even GREATER when I walk that isle and step into the ring across from one of the BEST ever, when I battle HUNTER and……
“ONE OF THE BEST EVER…..YOUR TOO KIND”
Diamond” WHAT?”
Baxter “ IS RAZ…..JUSTIN RAZIEL JONES!!!!!”
Diamond” The Hall of Fame’ers just keep on coming.”
Raziel dressed as fashionable as ever in a slate grey Armani suit with a sky blue shirt/tie combination underneath, Raz embraces Tax as if they were long lost pals from anther life.
Raz: Denise, Tax I just wanted to wish you good luck tonight against that PRICK …(heat)…HUNTER….who is STILL a Ryan just because stops saying his last name doesn’t mean it’s gone. But yeah anyways I wish you good luck and when you WIN that WGWF Championship…(pop)…I call shotgun on your first match.
Tax: Sure Raz, sounds good brother.
Raz: Alright, I’m rooting for ya.
With that Raziel walks off camera leaving a perplexed Denise still with Tax
Essex: Well that was interesting, your thoughts?
Tax: I know MOST would probably look at Justin and PUNCH HIS LIGHTS OUT….(pop)…I mean he was a snake in the grass but Denise I can’t….I’m taking it on good faith that Raz has changed because I have. The hard way…...but I have changed and now my focus is on TONIGHT and MY road to redemption begins in that ring where……
“Tax…. buddy….Tax….SOOOO sorry….I took this by mistake.”
Once again Raz walks into frame and hands back Tax’s water bottle before leaving again
Tax: Thanks Raz, see he’s changing already….(Tax takes a sip of water)…..like I was saying TONIGHT….my road BACK TO THE TOP begins when I beat HUNTER and head to the MAIN EVENT…(pop)….of WRESTLEWAR’S!!!!!! And you can BANK on that!
Diamond” I can’t wait for Tax and HUNTER later tonight but after the break the Chamber qualifier’s continue as Alyce Starchylde….”
Baxter “My QUEEN & PICK!!!”
Diamond “Alyce takes on Ryder Rebel after the break.”
*** Commercial Break ***
Returning from break cameras take a few moments to shoot those stunning Vegas Showgirls still standing on the entrance way before returning to the ring where Donald Master’s stands ready for pre-match introductions.
Diamond “Well Ryder Rebel should already be ready in the ring.”
Baxter “Mind games, Derrick. Those bastard bikers play mind games.”
Donald Master’s: The following is an Elimination Chamber Qualifying MATCH……..(pop)….the winner of the match will advance and earn themselves a spot in the MAIN EVENT….of WRESTLEWAR’S….for a chance at the WGWF Championship!!!!!
POP
Master’s: Introducing first she hails from Hollywood, California…..(heat)…..this is ALYCE STARCHYLDEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
The strains of K Flay’s ‘Blood in the Cut’ drifts through the air as Alyce steps out on the entrance ramp. Her head bounces softly in time to the music and then she lurches forward down the aisle towards the ring. She doesn’t seem to notice the crowd as her haunted eyes stare towards the ring. She approaches, slides under the ring ropes and slouches in a corner as she awaits her opponent.
Master’s: And introducing her opponent hailing from the Wrong side of the Tracks, this is RYDERRRR…..REBELLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!
“Follow you Home” begins blaring over the speakers as the smoke fills the entrance way but NO Ryder Rebel at all, again his theme kicks up over the PA and the smoke fills the entrance way
NO RYDER REBEL
Those mild cheers have now turned into jeers as the entrance way remains empty as cameras catch a glimpse of the now vertical Alyce Starchylde still leaning in her corner laughing at the situation.
Diamond “What is going on here tonight? I mean when you have the CHANCE at WrestleWar’s and WGWF Championship you just don’t NO SHOW!!!! And why is that JEZEBEL laughing?”
Baxter “Because a NO-SHOW equals a FOREFEET which means Alyce is not only going to WrestleWar’s but ENTERING THE CHAMBER LAST!!!!!!”
Master’s: And introducing RYDER……..REBELLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!
Diamond “OH MY GOD!!!!!!!”
Just on Master’s cue the body of Ryder Rebel is thrown out on stage, the Vegas Showgirls quickly cry out in PANIC as through the smoke walks out this MONSTER of a MAN….WEARING A BUNNY MASK!!!!!!!
Cameras glimpse down at Ryder who has been battered, bruised and left bloody by this monster, meanwhile in the ring Alyce is motioning and shouting “BRING HIM TO ME!!!!”. The HEAT is real as the masked monster takes a few shots to Ryder’s ribs before a boot to the skull knock whatever life out of him, he may have had. With ONE arm, the Rabbit scoops Ryder over his shoulder’s and carries him to the ring rope and THROWS HIM INTO THE RING UP & OVER THE TOP ROPES!!!!!!!
Baxter “The POWER from that monster and the PAIN Ryder is in. Game OVER Derrick.”
Diamond “Are they actually going to have a FARCE of a match to satisfy this DAMN JEZABLES obsession second only to God’s for the WGWF Championship?”
Alyce shouts “RING THE DAMN BELL”
*Ding…Ding*
Without wasting a single second, Starchylde turns the bloody Ryder Rebel over onto his back with the tip of her boot and then stands on his chest as she looks over to Goose Mahoney & shouts “COUNT”- ONE……TWO…..THREE!!!!
*DING….DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNER (HEAT) of the match at a time of TWENTY SECONDS (MEGA HEAT) and advancing to the MAIN EVENT of WrestleWar’s Thirteen…..ALYCE…….STARCHYLDEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
Diamond “What a load of CRAP we’ve just witnessed here this evening.”
The official quickly drops Alyce’s hand and check on Rebel on the canvas the MONSTER wearing a Bunny Mask steps over the top rope and stands behind Alyce who is given a microphone via the stagehand.
Starchylde: That’s right, let it ALL out…come on…BOO ME….LOATH ME……HATE ME ALL YOU WANT!!!!!
MEGA HEAT
Starchylde: It means DAMN NEAR NOTHING, so for all of your cries of hatred what stands before you in this ring is soon to be NEW….(heat)….WGWF WORLD CHAMPION….because I’m going to WrestleWar’s……
Alyce turns her head looking over the WrestleWar’s sign that sits over the arena
Starchylde: Is this the part where I’m supposed to point to that sign and smile for all of you? No, I’m NOT going to do that, see people only point to that sign because they’re happy to be there. I’m NOT, I only came BACK to erase a mistake two years prior when I was ROBBED (heat) of MY Title to that Charlton Tristian Slater…(mixed pop)…..and then I was bamboozled out of the main event by Chris “I can’t Pay Child Support” Page….(pop) and his BASTARD son Andy Johnston…(POP)…..oh that nice you like the, well I and MY friend here don’t give a flying FUCK.
HEAT
Starchylde: This…..(places her hand on the Monster’s chest)……this is the NEWEST addition to my little tea party, the WHITE RABBIT…(heat)….he will ENSURE that Alyce NEVER gets robbed EVER AGAIN!!!!! Just like tonight the White Rabbit ensured I would be ENTERING the Chamber LAST…(heat)…. basically MY NAME should already be engraved on MY CHAMPIONSHIP….(heat)….because NOBODY is beating MY TIME. Tick Tock WrestleWar’s your QUEEN is on her way and soon enough the WGWF will finally become WONDERLAND!
With that Alyce drops the mic and leaves the ring with her White Rabbit following close behind as cameras cut quickly to the back-showing Jocelyn Camden watching the “results” with a look of disgust written all over her face.
Camden: Are you fucking kidding me with that cunt?
“Pardon me?”
The HEAT increases as Velvet alongside Dusk & Ridge walk into frame.
Camden: What do you want? I said CUNT not CRAZY CUNT, get the hell out of my face.
Velvet: No….no….no…you DON’T understand…..I know a secret….I know a secret.
Camden: What? That YOUR God’s a LOSER!
POP
Velvet: How dare you speak HIS name after a filthily gutter slut such as yourself dared to stain the grace of God last week with your befouled grubby mitts.
HEAT
Camden (smiling): Yes it’s pattern with Frost and myself, God always GETS HIS ASSED KICKED when he & I met. I’m hoping we met again real soon.
MEGA POP
Velvet: Funny, God gave up on you ALONG time ago Jocelyn, but I didn’t, see I wanted you to be the FIRST to know this secret. God spoke to me and let me know what GREAT pals you and Circa were back in the day.
Camden: She was MY mate and it was great watching her kick your ass just the same on Brawl.
Velvet: Well that’s the LAST time you and ANYONE else ever see Circa in a WGWF ring for a LONGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG time. Turns out she’s NOT medically cleared to compete and the WGWF FIRED HER!!!!!
HEAT
Camden gets right in the face of Velvet as Dusk & Ridge close in as well
Velvet: Awwww, boo-hoo that brown piece of shit went BACK home and if you’ve got a problem I God’s horsemen would be happy to BEAT you back all the way to a hospital bed.
“Not going to happen”
Diamond “HEAT & FIRE…..THE HALL OF FAME’ERS RETURN.”
Heat & Fire each flank Camden as we now have a six person stand off in the backstage area.
Camden: Boys this really WASN’T necessary because I’m NOT going to risk MY WrestleWar’s moment to deal with this whore and those REJECTED Catholic Rape VICTIMS.
MEGA POP
Camden: But I’ll talk to Matt and for the FIRST time on Brawl Talk next week Heat and Fire will tag with a woman of MY choosing, a woman that will KICK YOUR ASS and the rest of the Extinction.
POP
Velvet: Go on bring your sinners and US saint's will happily lay waste, as Dusk & Ridge bathe and feast on their flesh and blood in HIS name, in God’s Name….IN FROST’S NAME!!!!!
HEAT
Diamond “ Well I guess HISTORY will be made next week on Brawl talk with a six person mixed tag team match which will see a mystery woman team with Heat and Fire to face off against Velvet, Dusk and Ridge better known as the Extinction.”
Baxter “ Speaking of the Extinction and more importantly Paul Frost, we’ve been told that somewhere in this SOLD OUT arena, that Frost a GOD of his word has indeed reserved a seat for Marcus Enderton as the tow are set to come face to face after Marcus basically cost Frost the chance to compete for a spot in the chamber himself.”
Diamond” Speaking of chamber qualifier’s after this quick break we will return on Monday Night Brawl as Hawaiian Hardhead will face off against John the BEAST Cable and that match is NEXT!!!!”
*** Commercial Break ***
Donald Master’s: The following is an Elimination Chamber Qualifying MATCH……..(pop)….the winner of the match will advance and earn themselves a spot in the MAIN EVENT….of WRESTLEWAR’S….for a chance at the WGWF Championship!!!!!
POP
Master’s: Introducing first he stands six foot five, weighing in at 267 pounds and hailing from Jacksonville Florida….he is the “BEAST”…..(pop)….this is JOHNNNNNNNNNNNN…….CABLEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
"The lights dim around the arena and a hush descends on the crowd. The opening taps of drums and the beginning riffs of the guitar of Pop Evil's 'Trenches' can be heard filtering through the speakers. Green pin spots swirl wildly around the arena flashing across the fans as they start to cheer wildly. Smoke fills the metal ramp as the drum beat and the guitar pick up a bit. A figure can be seen making its way out of the curtain atop the ramp, and green spotlights tear into the darkness, crisscrossing wildly in front of the curtain where we see a large silhouette of a man lit from behind the curtains.
The lyrics begin to chant the chorus and the fans really get into the bass beat of the drums and the kicking riffs of the guitar. The spotlights are waving across the stage wildly, and out of the darkness of the curtain, into the green spotlights waving everywhere, just as the music kicks in hard, Johnathan Cable springs forward onto the ramp screaming at the night. Cables makes his way down the ramp towards the rings as the fans cheer wildly. The lights fade in as the music goes on, and Johnathan slides in under the ropes to get ready for his match.
Master’s: And introducing his opponent , he stands six feet eight inches, weighing in a 313 pounds, now residing in Tampa Bay Florida…..this is the “Island Warrior”……..HAWAIIANNNNNNNNNN…..(heat)…..HARDHEADDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!
As the opening guitar riff to "Heaven" by Los Lonely Boyz blasts out on the PA system, Hawaiian Hardhead comes out, Hawaiian shirt straight form Margaritaville adorned as his top. The shades across his eyes block out the lights as he begins walking to the ring. With arms wide and soaking in the feeling of the crowd, HHH nods in appreciation. As he walks down the ramp, he makes sure to high-five as many fans as he can. He finds a young child, smiling at this strange oaf with a weird shirt. HHH takes his shades off, placing them on the face of the child before continuing his walk. Once he approaches ringside, HHH takes the steps, hitting on the apron. He wipes his feet a bit before entering through the top and middle ropes. Once in the ring, he spreads his arms to the crowd. He looks at each side, making sure to bow to the four ropes. Upon his completion, he goes to a nearby turnbuckle, reaching the middle rope. He raises up both his arms, fists clenched tight. Once he soaks in the adulation, he takes his shirt off, throwing it out to the crowd. He hops down, ready for the match to begin.
*Ding…..Ding*
Hardhead & Cable are just staring holes in one another, their incredibly intense gazes completely unfaltering. They don’t even bother to circle one another, merely staring into each other’s fury and not budging. The pressure cooker mounds between both men until they suddenly lean towards the center of the ring and both men initiate in a ridiculously intense lock-up, neither man able to gain the upper hand on the other. The two force one another to step all over the ring, neither man able to get an advantage. They realize their stalemate and break up the lock, both men taking steps back into corners. Their eyes still never leave one another and it’s not long before they’ve wiped their hands off, shaken it out, and they’re back at it again – a second lock-up. This one is just as intense as the last one, except this time, both men are charging like bulls locking horns, Hardhead forcing Cable up against the ropes, but as the referee orders him to get him off those ropes, Johnathan roars back and pushes Hawaiian all the way back against the opposite ropes before Hardhead forces both men back into the middle of the ring, those horns still locked. Again, neither man can gain an advantage, and they undo their lock-up. Many in the crowd express their respect for the sheer intensity and power both men are displaying here, but there’s no love lost between the two titans in the ring. They go at it one more time, both men taking the step and getting in another lock-up, this one again turning into a 270-lb tug of war. But this time, neither man is willing to unhook the thing, both men actually forcing each other against some ropes…before they roll outside the ring, the collar-and-elbow tie still locked in. They’re roaming around the outside now, their intense tie-up still going on. They break it up and stare daggers at each other once again, before both men simultaneously roll back into the ring, but the second they roll back to their feet, Cable breaks the civility by SLAPPING HARDHEAD ACROSS THE CHEST very promptly. Hawaiian reels a little bit, but he mostly just stares right back at Cable, his infamously buggy eyes looking angrily back. The “Beast” just looks back at Hardhead and has a look that just says ‘you want some more?’ Hardhead responds by SHOVING CABLE BACK, a push like that possibly breaking a normal man in half, but Cable stays standing, now staring daggers back at Hardhead.
Diamond “ It’s like an old west stand off with these two gun slingers here tonight.”
Baxter “Yeah by old west you mean the Jurassic era of human history, these tow MONSTER’S are goanna tear the other apart just for the chance at entering the chamber come May 25th.”
Referee Ray Ramsey tries to get between both men and asks them to back away from one another, which Hardhead backs away from, but Cable just stands looking at Hardhead with a smirk. Cable soon backs away and gives the space the referee is asking for before sicking both men back on each other. They both go for one more lock-up, but Cable uses some of his mat prowess and shoots towards Hardhead’s legs, getting a single leg takedown. Cable spins on top of Hawaiian’s body, but the big man is quick to counter, leading to the two reversing each other’s grapples in a ground game fury. When the tanks are done maneuvering, It’s Hardhead who is in control of Cale, grappling him in a front headlock as he performs what amateur wrestlers call the ‘cement mixer’, taking John’s head and arm and whipping him over, landing on top of him –1…NO!! Cable is quick to kick out of the move, Hardhead flashing a part of his move set people forgot he had and possibly even surprising Cable. Even so, the “Beast” quickly flurries out of the move, catching Hardhead’s ankle yet again, but Hawaiian is quick to get to his feet and force John to let go of it, Cable instead transitioning his grip to a rear waistlock takedown, putting Hawaiian right back on the mat. Cable now exhibits some mat skills there, immediately jumping to Hawaiian’s head and trapping him in a front headlock now, both men almost completely flat on the canvas. Cable seems to want to cut off the circulation from the stronger Hawaiian, but the Hardhead begins to show signs of life and start making it to his feet. As he tries to get up, we can see Cable clench the hold harder, momentarily stopping Hawaiian on one knee. John keeps the move locked in as hard as he can, but Hardhead still has the power to get to his feet, Cable then transitions the move…HEAD AND ARM SUPLEX!! Cable turns the submission hold into flipping Hawaiian completely over! Cable now jumps with a cover –1…NO!!
Diamond “Odd’s have gotta be in Cable favor tonight, despite Hardhead’s size and skill Cable has been on this path towards Championship glory for a very long time.”
Hawaiian is quick to get out of that one, rolling to his feet and staring Cable down once again. John then extends his arms and motions with two fingers for Hardhead to ‘bring it’. Hawaiian is more than happy to oblige, charging at Cable with a clothesline…but the ‘Beast” doesn’t go down!! He stumbles but doesn’t fall, taking a few steps back from the impact, but stays vertical. The crowd pops as Cable’s badassery comes full force here, but Hawaiian isn’t amused. Hardhead now looks at Cable and motions for him to ‘bring it’, which wipes the small smirk that was on Cable’s face right off. He takes a few more steps back before charging at Hawaiian with a clothesline of his own…but Hawaiian stays up as well!! These two titans are really putting each other to the test here, Hardhead stumbling a tad, but recovers to pound his chest with a roar. Right after this he doesn’t even give Cable a chance to react, coming right at him with a BEHEADING LARIAT, catching John off guard and putting more noticeable force behind that one. Hardhead does a push-up to get himself back to his feet after that explosive impact, Cable seeing stars for a moment before getting back to his feet, only for Hardhead to launch at him again for ANOTHER LARIAT…NO!! Cable catches the arm…CROSSFACE…NO!! Hawaiian sees the move coming and immediately plants a foot on the bottom rope, forcing Cable to prevent trying to even lock the move in.
Baxter “Don’t stamp Cable’s ticket to WrestleWar’s just yet Derrick. Hardhead is certain gone ALL IN here in sin city tonight looking to make his own history.”
The crowd throws some heat at Hawaiian for having to resort to the rope break. Before Cable breaks the hold, he gives Hardhead a parting shot by giving him a heavy blow to the back of his head before coming to his feet. Hawaiian has to shake it out as he gets to his feet, giving Cable the time he needs to trap Hawaiian in an actual headlock, wrenching the big man’s head off. Hawaiian tries to pry Cable off, but John’s got the hold locked in air tight. He even tries rolling back and getting Cable’s shoulders on the mat –1…2…NO!! Cable rolls then right back up, Hawaiian now grounded, that headlock still wrapped in strong. Hardhead manages to get to his feet and almost takes all his strength to toss Joe off of him and into the ropes. On the rebound, Cable comes right back at Hawaiian with a hard shoulder block, knocking Hardhead back, but not down. Cable snaps his hands and delivers a flurry of stiff chops to Hawaiian before hitting him with a spinning back kick into his gut. This then leads the “Beast” to taking Hardhead and dropping him into an inverted atomic drop, then running at him as he stumbles away and hits him with a one-leg dropkick before springing up, rebounding off the ropes, and finishing the combo with a huge RUNNING SENTON!! Cable going for a big cover –1…2…NO!! Hawaiian still has more than enough fight in him, getting to his feet and rushing right back at Cable, who catches Hardhead in a BELLY TO BELLY position…but Hawaiian fights back one he’s in the grapple, hitting Cable with hard shots to the face, even delivering a hard headbutt. He gears back for one final blow, but as he swings around, John ducks underneath, forcing Hardhead to spin right around in his grip, turning the belly to belly…INTO A GERMAN SUPLEX!! Hawaiian is planted hard on the canvas, but the surprisingly athletic Cable keeps a bridge and keeps the hold on Hardhead –1…2…3-NO!!
Diamond “Cable’s power and passion on full display here tonight but Hawaiian certainly isn’t making for a walk in the park for the Beast this evening.”
Baxter “It’s the chance to main event WRESTLEWAR’S, Derrick surely you of all people knows what this means to every man and woman in the back. Hardhead is no different, the Island Warrior looking to main event the GRANDDADDY OF THEM ALL just as much as Cable if not more.”
Cable wants to keep going!! Hawaiian has to shake some life back into his submitted limbs, but John has to struggle a bit to get back to his feet. Cable then surprises Hawaiian by jumping on him pretty quickly and locking in another headlock, Forcing Hardhead dropping to one knee momentarily before getting back vertical, the war machine that is Cable wrenching the headlock tight and making the veins on Hawaiian’s head pop out. Cable is perhaps keeping to his strategy to wear down the “Island Warrior”, Hawaiian now dropping down to one knee in lack of oxygen from the tight hold. A moment passes where Cable sells the intensity of the simple headlock, nearly wrenching Hawaiian’s head off, keeping him down…but Hardhead has a burst of life, lifting Cable in his headlock over his shoulders…TORTURE RACK!! TORTURE RACK!! HARDHEAD’S GOT 267 POUNDS ON HIS SHOULDERS!!
Baxter “OH BOY, where’s a bookie? I think I gotta change my pick and bet the farm on Hardhead, Cable’s goanna tap.”
Diamond “What a sight, almost 280 pounds suspended on the shoulders of that island monster Hardhead. The Beast may have met his match here tonight.”
Cable is in a great deal of pain here, Hardhead even spinning some with Cable up on his shoulders. The agony is written on the “Beast’s” face, but he’s not screaming, merely gritting his teeth and taking the move. Hawaiian has an intense expression on his face literally trying to break Cable in half here. But John starts to fight out of the hold, twisting one of his knees free and starts STRIKING HARDHEAD IN THE TEMPLE WITH HIS KNEES. Hawaiian has no choice but to drop the big guy, John falling off his shoulders and backpedalling into a corner. Hawaiian shakes the cobwebs out of his head and rushes at the corner bound John, only for Cable to jolt from the corner and CATCHES THE CHARGING HARDHEAD IN A RUNNING STO!! Hawaiian is thrown down against the canvas WITH AUTHORITY~! from the blow, but Cable’s agony is starting to mount and can’t immediately make a move to get back up, leaving both men lain on the canvas, the referee having to start the KO count…
…1!!
…
…2!!
…
…3!!
…
…4!!
…
…5!!
Cable gets back to his feet first, with Hawaiian actually rolling to the outside upon getting enough in him. He grabs at what looks like a shoulder and leans on a barricade, so he’s not paying much attention when Cable spins and rebounds off the ropes and goes like a missile towards Hawaiian …ELBOW SUICIDA!! ELBOW SUICIDA…THAT DRIVES HARHEAD THROUGH THE BARRICADE!!
“HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!”
The referee gets to his duties after being in awe himself, counting again, this time with the count out –
…1!!
…2!!
…3!!
…4!!
…5!!
…6!!
…7!!
Cable lethargically gets to his feet and grabs Hawaiian, pulling up the full 313 pounds of dead weight…
…8!!
John rolls Hawaiian back under the ropes and he soon follows suit, making sure to cover Hardhead –1…2…3…NO!!
Baxter “Tick TOCK….TICK TOCK….you gotta win but it’s gotta be fast Derrick, unless one WANTS to start the Chamber off with the ICON Chris Page.”
Diamond “Sure time is factor, but somebody needs to WIN first and foremost.”
HARDHEAD KICKS OUT!! The “Island Warrior” is really giving the “Beast” a great deal of trouble here, but Cable doesn’t cry over spilt milk when Hawaiian rolls up on all fours to try and get something back in him. Instead, Cable jumps on Hawaiian and puts him in what looks like a front facelock again…but we quickly see that Cable has other means, pulling Hawaiian’s whole body in and wrapping his legs around the body – GUILLOTINE CHOKE!! GUILLOTINE CHOKE!! All of Cable’s weight is pulling down on Hawaiian’s neck and windpipe, crushing any hope he must breathe. Hardhead is beginning to fade as Cable sells the intensity of the grip. As he tries to wrench Hawaiian’s throat into submission, Hawaiian gets a little bit of life in him by starting to get to his feet, Cable still latched on for dear life. Some in the crowd are awed by Hardhead’s impressive strength here, now being able to stand completely upright with Cable putting all his weight on him. John realizes its not going anywhere anymore, dropping his feet but keeping the grip and perhaps looking for a suplex of sorts, but Hardhead stops is and grapples his huge muscles around John…BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!! Hawaiian’s strength impresses once again as he chucks John over his body, having to crawl a bit and shake the cobwebs out before covering –1…2…NO!!
Baxter “John Cable is ALWAYS the bridesmaid NEVER the bride when it comes to the World’s Title, Hardheads got his number Derrick it’s only a matter of TIME!”
Diamond “DON’T count out Cable just yet.”
Cable still has plenty of go left in him even after that display, Hawaiian delivering a hard series of blows to Cable’s head before trying to pull him up off the canvas. He doesn’t lift him very far, however, keeping John bent over and shoving him between his legs looking for a POWERBOMB…NO!! Cable won’t let him do that, instead popping up as his SKULL CRACKS OFF HARDHEAD’S CHIN!!!!!! Hardhead stumbles back as Cable lands a kick to the gut, pulling in the big man in-between his legs……”WAKING NIGHTMARE”…..the “WAKING NIGHTMARE”…..the Pedigree drives Hawaiian down onto the canvas, Cable with the cover-1…..2…..THREE!!!!!
*DING…..DING*
Donald Master’: The WINNER (pop) of the match in time of 13:25 and advancing to the MAIN EVENT of WrestleWar’s Thirteen, the “BEAST”…..JOHNNNNNNN…….CABLEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
Diamond “You talk about a battle of behemoths, Cable and Hardhead certainly DIDN’T disappoint and more importantly Cable has earned his spot inside the Elimination Chamber for the chance at the WGWF Championship come WrestleWar’s”
Baxter “And even MORE important Derrick, at a time of 13:25 he guarantee’s he won’t be first into the chamber while Camden now finds herself with the SLOWEST time currently, she would face Chris Page.”
Diamond “With two more chamber qualifiers to go, will see if Camden time will keep.”
***Commercial Break ***
GOLDEN MEMORIES
Cutting back to the announcer’s elevated platform at the right hand of the stage, Baxter & Diamond are now sitting facing the camera as the Showgirls behind them finish off anther dance number.
Baxter: BEST SEAT in house Derrick.
Diamond: I’m sure, folks welcome back to Monday night Brawl and in just a few short moments we will return to our WrestleWar’s qualifying matches to see who will join Camden, Starchylde and now Cable who on May 25th along with either HUNTER, Tax, Slater or Dorling will join Chris Page inside the Elimination Chamber to battle for the vacant WGWF Championship. Now for those that don’t know Chris Page is just as synonymous with ANY OTHER name in WGWF Championship history. A record SEVEN World Championship’s to his name Page is looking to add to his history with a chance at an EIGHT WGWF Championship. Here’s a special look at Chris Page WGWF Championship history……..
Donald Master’s: The following is an Elimination Chamber Qualifying MATCH……..(pop)….the winner of the match will advance and earn themselves a spot in the MAIN EVENT….of WRESTLEWAR’S….for a chance at the WGWF Championship!!!!!
POP
Master’s: Introducing first he hails by way of Detroit Michigan, now residing in Tampa Florida…..he is former WGWF Champion….(pop)….a WGWF Hall of Fame’er….this is……HUNTERRRRRRRRR!!!!!!
"This Life" by Curtis Stigers & The Forest Rangers is blasted across the PA system as a row of green & white pyro explode from the stage below as HUNTER, the WGWF Hall of Fame’er returns to the ring as he stands in the entrance way.
Diamond “It’s like the man NEVER left, HUNTER certainly has to be considered a favorite IF he can make it past the other Hall of Fame’er he has to face this evening.”
HUNTER takes a quick second to stand atop of the turnbuckle just after entering the ring, a quick “blown kiss” is sent out into the audience as HUNTER hops off the top rope and warms up in his corner.
Master’s: And his opponent he hails from Rockford, Illinois and is also a past WGWF Champion…(pop) and WGWF Hall of Fame’er…..(pop)…..this is……TAXXXXXXXXX!!!!!!
The lights in the arena go pitch black before slowly fading into a dark green hue as Danzig's “Mother” hits the sound system. The anticipation among the capacity crowd grows and some of them sing along with the song's lyrics.
“Mother
Tell your children not to walk my way
Tell your children not to hear my words
What they mean
What they say
Mother
Mother
Can you keep them in the dark for life
Can you hide them from the waiting world
Oh mother
Father
Gonna take you daughter out tonight
Gonna show her my world
Oh faaaathheeerr!!!!”
As Glenn Danzig's voice rings out on that last note, what appears to be a bolt of lightning strikes the center of the stage causing a loud crash and a puff of smoke which eventually fades leaving the shadowy of figure of none other than TAX!! Tax has his head down, hidden underneath the gray cloth hood attached to his black leather jacket, but he slowly stumbles to the left side of the stage knocking a few of the Showgirls over. Tax finds his footing back to the center of the stage & lifts his head up and stares forward, showing no emotion whatsoever. The crowd goes insane with cheer as Tax begins to descend down the rampway, slowly walking/ stumbling ALMOST OFF THE EGDE OF THE STAGE!!!!
Baxter” Is that son of a bitch, HIGH?”
Diamond “Nervous?”
Tax makes it through the ropes but when he tries to climb the turnbuckles he almost slips. So instead he just raises a hand in the air as he music dies down
*Ding…..Ding*
Hunter & this crowd seem a bit off due to Tax’s inability to stop himself from swaying back & forth like he’s already on spaghetti legs, official Chelsey Keibler looks over at Tax asking “Are you okay to fight?”, we can hear Tax respond “Yes I ‘am sugar” it’s added with a hiccup as Keibler motions for both men to “lock up”. Hunter is hesitant but strides forward as does Tax but it’s again really awkward in his stumbles to the middle of the ring as Hunter goes for a lock up but Tax’s arms fall to his side and it ends up looking like Hunter is hugging Tax. Hunter looking pissed off pushes Tax away shouting “What the FUCK is wrong with you? IS THIS A JOKE?”, Tax takes a moment to respond but PUSHES HUNTER BACK & SPITS IN HIS FACE!!!!!!!!
Diamond “What is going on?”
Baxter “Do you smell that? It’s like methane or something.”
HUNTER rushes at Tax but before a hand can be laid Tax stumbles back and falls into the corner, HUNTER not stopping lets loose with a few shots to the gut, like walking a mud hold dry but Tax reaches for the ropes and Keibler begins a count and HUNTER breaks it at four. HUNTER backs away as Tax having more troubles trying to get to a vertical base as his fingers slip off the ropes a few times. HUNTER continues to lose his patience while Tax can’t help but laugh to himself. Fans at this point have begun to boo the match completely as Tax stumbles back towards Hunter locking up and Hunter taking take into a headlock take down but it’s completely sloppy as Tax doesn’t take the move correctly and almost falls right on his head.
“THIS IS BULLSHIT”
*clap clap clap*
“LEARN TO WRESTLE”
*clap clap clap*
“THIS IS BULLSHIT”
“Do you hear THAT? You stupid SOB, WHAT IN GOD’S NAME IS YOUR PROBLEM?”, HUNTER totally out of in ring character is screaming at Tax who has gotten up to a sitting position shouting back slurred verbiage at HUNTER “Just go and FUCK yourself and than YOUR DEAD FUCKING WIFE!!!!” That’s enough as HUNTER JUMPS ONTO TAX BEGINS AND LETTING LOOSE CLOSED RIGHT HANDS!!!!!!
“ENOUGH…..ENOUGH…..HUNTER GET OFF OF HIM NOW!!!!!!”
Diamond “MATT HOPKINS”
We can see Matt walking with a purpose towards the ring but stopes at the apron walking over towards the far side and speaking with the time keeper and Donald Master’s, then to the official Chesley Keibler and finally to Hunter as he & Tax lean in opposite corners of the ring.
“UN-FUCKING BELIEVABLE”
Is what can be heard via Hunter on Matt’s “hot microphone” as HUNTER looking beyond disgusted and upset drops to the canvas and rolls out of the ring to the hard camera area of the arena, there we can see him talking to his new wife whispering, she shares a look of disappointment and kiss . As HUNTER hops the guardrail and leaves the arena hand in hand as does the official in the ring as well.
*DING….DING*
Baxter” What is going on?”
Diamond “ I think were about to find out.”
Donald Master’s: As a result of TAX not being able to continue the match, (heat) the winner therefore by FOREFEET…(heat) and advancing to the Main Event of WrestleWar’s at a time of 3:45……Hunter!
Tax is HOT in the ring as he paces around still stumbling as he looks over to Hopkins who has approached him, his microphone still “hot” as we listen to the conversation.
Tax: What the FUCK man, WHAT THE FUCK MATT?
Hopkins: Easy, alright we can talk about this and get you help. Let’s just go alright there will be other chances.
Tax: Help? I DON’T NEED YOUR HELLLP, I’M FINE BRING HUNTER BACK I WANT MY SHOT
Hopkins: I get that your upset this isn’t the time Tax, please make this easy on yourself.
Tax: FUCK YOU!!!!!
TAX STRIKES MATT HOPKINS IN THE FACE WITH A CHEAP SHOT!!!!!!
“YOU FUCKED UP” *clap clap clap* “YOU FUCKED UP”
Tax shows an immediate look of remorse as Hopkins can be heard groaning as he waves his hand as two Las Vegas POLICE OFFICER’S head down the ramp and step into the ring as one office checks on Hopkins while the other stares at Tax.
Hopkins: DAMMIT, he’s knocked out a tooth, get him out…..GET THAT DRUNK OUT OF MY RING!!!!!!
Baxter “BINGO was drunky’s NAME-O! I knew IT!!!”
Diamond “Oh Tax.”
Fans are booing as the two officers approach Tax who like a corner animal stumbles out looking to take a swing at one of the officers but is tackles but the second. Very quickly Tax is HANDCUFFED in the center of the ring. Soon after they’re able to rolls Tax out of the ring and exist on the timekeeper’s side of the arena. As cameras return to the top of the stage where the announcers are seated this evening.
Diamond: Well folks obviously real life just clashed with the WGWF world of sports and entertainment and I want to offer our sincerest apologies for that to occur in the ring. In no way do we want our athletes to put themselves or others in a dangerous situation. I can assure you Tax will get the help he NEEDS out of the ring and will be waiting for him weather or not he ever wrestle’s again. With that said HUNTER now advances to WrestleWar’s and we are going to take a quick break.
Baxter: I hope the commercial is one of those Ryan Reynold Gin commercials I love that stuff, think Tax’s got a bottle handy?”
*** Commercial Break ***
About THAT Drink!
Returning from break we’re greeted with the sights & sound of a police car, panning back it’s a Las Vegas portal car in the parking lot of the Thomas & Mack Center, we get a few glimpses of a few members of the WGWF locker room standing around the car from Mark Foley, Heat & Fire, Dorling & even John Gambino. Cameras cut to the joining entrance way to the parking lot where Tax handcuffed is walked down the hall and we can see he’s not looking to well. His face a sickly greenish tint his walk is nonexistent as the officers maybe as well dragging Tax towards the police car and his pants, they certain don’t hide a wet spot which runs down his left leg.
Baxter “HE PISSED HIMSELF….HAHAHAHAHA”
Diamond “Why are we even watching this? Don’t they have an interview to shoot?”
Some of the on lookers are obviously recording Tax’s humiliation for social media consumption but just as one of the officers tries to do crowd control and the other looks to open the car door we hear….
“TAX…buddy…..I said take it easy on the drinks.”
Stepping through the crowd is Raziel once again, this time that warm smile has been turned sideways into a vile smile just desperate to run across his face.
Tax: What? Jus….Just….RAZ?
Raziel: Yeah it’s me buddy, I wanted to make sure I got to you before they dragged you BACK to the drunk tank.
Tax: Bbbbbb….UT….I’m NOT drunk…I’m CLEANNNN….man you gotta believe me I’m clean and they said I hit Matt,no…nnnno….I love Matty he gave me back my jobbbbbb.
Raziel: Oh I believe you, in fact I knew you were clean BEFORE I handed you back your “water” bottle.
Tax: Huh?
Raziel (snaps his fingers in front of Tax’s face): STAY WITH ME HEAR TAX…..you WERE sober as a judge….but YOU fell off that wagon….BECAUSE I GAVE YOU BACK SOMETHING THAT WASN’T WATER…..YOU DRANK YOURSELF PISS DRUNK BECAUSE OF ME!!!!!!
HEAT
Diamond “WHAT A SICK SON OF A BITCH!!!!!!”
Tax is shown getting sweaty & angry as the WGWF star turns away from the office and CHARGES AT RAZIEL….IN A DRUNKEN RAGE!!!! Raz simply side steps as Tax charges into the side of anther parked car.
Raziel: OLE, don’t embarrass yourself ANY MORE Tax and GO BACK TO JAIL!!!!!
Tax charges back at Justin who turns and grabs a POLICE OFFICER’S BATON & SMASHES TAX IN THE GUT!!!!!! THEN RAZ SMASHES THE BATON OVER TAX’S BACK!!!!!!
Diamond ‘”THAT’S ASSAULT!!!!”
Baxter “It’s Nevada, STAND YOUR GROUND RAZ”
Raz hands the baton to the office and bends over the body of Tax who has puked up all over himself it’s a sad & disgusting sight.
Raziel: THAT IS FOUL……When you wake up and your looking BACK at those prison bars I want you to KNOW it was ME…..IT WAS ME WHO STOLE THIS FROM YOU….THE WAY YOU STOLE MY WGWF CHAMPIONSHIP FROM ME!!!!!!
HEAT
Raziel: Oh before you go Tax, here I’m NOT all bad….(Raz reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a small bottle of vodka opens the cap and proceeds to POUR THE VODKA ALL OVER THE HEAD OF TAX)…….HAVE ONE FOR THE ROAD!!!!!!
Raziel stands back up and “dusts” himself off and begins walking away as Tax is helped back up to his feet and placed into the back of the waiting police car as it drives off headed for country lock up, cameras return to ringside and stop in the center of the ring where an empty steel chair is seated with a reserved sign tap to it’s back.
Diamond “From one asshole to anther, it looks as though Frost did indeed reserve a chair for Marcus Enderton, in the CENTER OF THE RING.”
Baxter “Talk about your VIP treatment, now let’s see if that cowards is going to show.”
Diamond” This smell like anther one of Paul Frost’s TRAPS if you ask me.”
Baxter “I wasn’t.”
Spotlights move around the arena looking for any sign of Marcus…..THERE…..THERE HE IS….MARCUS ENDERTON, dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a long black leather coast is spotted entering the arena via the space between the guardrail & the elevated ramp way. Marcus is quick to find his way back into the center of a WGWF ring. Looking down at the chair there’s also a microphone left as well which Marcus is quick to grab.
Enterdon: Now believe me when I say I’m NOT looking for the spotlight again. I know that ALL of you members of the WGWF universe here this evening doesn’t even know MY name and after SIX YEARS from being away from this place I get it. But for reasons that I looking to share with each and everyone of you. I hope you can understand if not cheer for the man who decided that GOD MUST DIE!!!!!!
Mild POP
Enterdon: So I see Frost is just as WORTHLESS, PATHETIC and most of all STILL A LOSER….(pop)….since the last time I felt. Well some things never change, I did. MY name for those that don’t know it is MARCUS ENDERTON.
Back in 2013 I came from MY native land of Bulawayo, Zimbabwe…. though my birth town was just off to south-east down river in Mbalabala. Please if nothing else sticks, keep THAT name of Mbalabala. That being said I came to America, to the WGWF to MAKE HISTORY and I did, one year later I became the WGWF Intercontinental Champion…(slight pop)…..I beat Zach Rizza….(POP)……a Hall of Fame’er and then I ran into Paul Frost……
HEAT
Enderton: Now DON’T get it twisted, I didn’t return to the WGWF for some petty dispute, this isn’t about the Intercontinental Title or any sort of win/loss record. In actuality Paul Frost the WRESTLER is ONE OF THE BEST EVER, his willingness to do as they say business is second only to that of Chris Page…(POP)……but MY issue isn’t with Paul Frost the “wrestler”……MY issue is with Frost as a MAN. It’s the MAN who I attacked last week, it’s the MAN who I cost his chance at anther world title and most of all it’s the MAN who I am going to extract justified and restitution’s in FULL.
Baxter “What is he babbling on about?”
Diamond “Real life and Sports Entertainment are about to clash again.”
Enterdon: Paul Frost comes from a family whose foundation dabbles globally in aid, medical research and energy. After my run in 2014 I left but remained in America and even traveled to Japan although I never became “ELITE” and I never belonged to a “Bullet Club”. I did hone my craft, I became a better wrestler….I was ready to go BACK HERE….TO MY HOME…..THE WGWF….(cheap pop)…but instead….I received a phone call from my ACTUAL home, from my mother. I want to share this with you…….
Marcus reaches into his jacket and removes his phone and places it next to his microphone, the recording is fuzzy & garbled but we can make it out.
“ ke 'M'ao Mareka, ke ntate-moholo oa hao .... motsana .... ho phatloha ho hoholo .... k'hamphani ea makhooa .... ho bata .... the FROST .... great boom Marcus .... ba ' re DEAD .... tloo hae .... batla ba lelapa la hau .... Ke hloka thuso ea hau”
Enterdon: That was MY mother, speaking her in foreign tongue of Southern Soho, roughly translated that message reads…..Marcus it’s Mom…..Marcus, it's your grandfather....the village....big explosion....the white man's company....the cold....the FROST....big boom Marcus....they're DEAD....come home....look for your family....I need your help. The WHITE MAN’s company was that of Paul’s family company of “FROST FOUNDATIONS” who reached a deal with the Zimbabwe government back in 2015 for fracking rights, my Village was PROMISED money and safety….on the 1st week of fracking….the natural gas under the ground…..EXPLODED triggering a MJIAOR LANDSLIDE burying HALF MY VILLAGE and KILLING 78 men out of 150….BOTH my grandfather and younger brother….DIED THAT DAY…..and……and…..
It's obvious Marcus is talking from the heart, his voice cracks and a few tears are wiped away from his eyes, the once ruckus Vegas crowd has come to an eerie silence but quickly responds with a MASSIVE HEAT WAVE as the Titantron changes from Marcus in the ring to the “Man dressed in White”….GOD….aka PAUL FROST!!!!!!
Frost: Marcus….Marcus…..Marcus….my boy…..I’m sorry……(heat)……I’m sorry for the loss you continue to bear.
Diamond “It’s FIVE YEARS TOO LATE for an apology.”
Enderton: Don’t….DON’T YOU DARE TRY TO UNDERSTAND MY PAIN…YOU HAVE NO RIGHT!!!!!
Baxter “Yell much?”
Frost: That’s where your WRONG Marcus, that’s where you’ve always been wrong. In 2017 and onwards, G O D (heat)…..did reach out, I did try and help you share that pain, to offer TRUE salvation….but you TURNED YOUR BACK ON GOD!
HEAT
Enderton: Because I don’t want GOD….I WANT THE MAN……PAUL FROST….I WANT HIM TO PAY!!!!
Frost: HE’S DEAD. Marcus that mortal man of sin, greed, hate and most of all without a soul. That man is DEAD…..he died for YOU…..(heat)…for those in the arena….(heat) and for ALL of those watching at home. HE DIED and now G O D (heat) sits in his place, you’ve known that Marcus you and your ENTIRE village back in 2016 agreed…..YOU SIGNED A LEGAL DOCUMENT absolving the Frost Foundation of ANY and ALL wrong doing for MILLIONS OF DOLLARS.
Enderton: We WE’RE ROBBED OF JUSTICE!!!!!
Frost: NO….no……no…Marcus you and YOUR people were GREEDY…..the white man as your mother described us….the white man had to pay and you were going to bleed US…..MY FAMILY….ME……DRY and you did for a time. While WE….I…..rebuilt a fortune, you SQUANDERED yours and now your village is WORSE off than before. So what you decided to do this time instead of STEALING from a mortal man. You came back to the WGWF, MY WGWF…..funded by the FAITHFUL and you came looking for a handout.
Enderton: And I got part of it….(Marcus reaches into his coat and takes out a piece of paper)……THIS IS A WGWF CONTRACT……SIGNED BY MATT HOPKINS…I’M BACK….AND I’M COMING FOR YOU FROST….FOR EVERYTHING I’M OWED….FOR MY PEOPLE!!!!
Frost (grins wide): Good Marcus…..I’m happy for you…..however this time is DIFFERENT….instead of you and your village verses a simple man. This time you step into MY HOUSE…..(heat)….instead it’s simply you verses G O D (heat) and MY COUNTLESS FAITHFUL, and this time it will be YOU paying mind, body and soul…basically Marcus welcome to YOUR…..EXTINCTION (Frost snaps his fingers)
B L A C K O U T
When the lights turn on it’s a familiar sight of the ring surrounded by Paul Frost’s “masked” followers dressed in black saved for Velvet, Dusk and Ridge. Velvet lays on her side in the ring, while Dusk & Ridge stand shoulder to shoulder with the “Man in White” standing on the apron PAUL FROST….who simply nods his head as Marcus is jumped by his masked attackers in the ring. Failing to grab at the chair Marcus finds himself being devoured via kicks, stomps, right & lefts in the “sea” of Frost’s “faithful” as Ridge, Dusk & Velvet stay by their “God’s” side on the apron.
Baxter “VINTAGE…. EXTINCTION!!!!”
Anther quick snap on his fingers and the beating suddenly stops as his masked “faithful” climb out of the ring but remain standing at ringside. Cameras catch Marcus who has been beaten & even left bloody above his forehead desperate to stand. Frost nods his head as Dusk & Ridge enter the ring landing a few of their own STOMPS TO THE FACE, BACK & BALLS!!!! Marcus’s cries are uncomfortable to hear. Soon enough Paul call’s off his dogs who each grab an arm of Marcus and bring him to his knees as Velvet opens the ropes for God who slowly saunters over to the chair and sits on it as Dusk & Ridge hold Marcus’s face for an eye to eye chat with God.
Frost: Marcus I want you to know I apricate that confession you made, you bore your soul for God to hear, it was truly beautiful and as G O D almighty I will indeed grant your prayer’s. I will allow your contract to continue just long enough for you as the SACRIFICIAL LAMB TO BE BROUGHT TO SLAUGHTER AT GOD’S ALTER!
HEAT
Frost: But before we can do any of that Marcus, we need to lay some ground rule, k? I knew you wouldn’t mind. Now while sacrificial labs like yourself can scream and shout all the BULLSHIT they want, false profits will NOT be tolerated, who’s a false profit you say? How did you say it…..your 'M'ao….YOUR MOTHER!
HEAT
Paul reaches down and picks up Marcus’s cell phone and rotates it in his hand, Marcus despite his left eye beginning to swell up keep eye contact with the phone in Paul’s grasp.
Frost: Your mother said some pretty NASTY things about me then and now listing to this recording today, SHE’S OUTRIGHT LYING ABOUT GOD!!!!!!....(HEAT)…she’s not just the DUMB SLUT OF ZIMBABWE…(MEGA HEAT)…but she also a BLASPHEMER……AND ON EASTER OF ALL DAYS……WE ALL KNOW THAT LYING IS A SIN AND WHAT HAPPENS TO SINNERS?
With that Frost stands to his feet with Velvet taking the phone and then helping to remove Frost’s white suit coat along with taking his cufflinks as Paul rolls up his selves. Satisfied Velvet hand Paul back the phone which is gently lays on the canvas as he shouts “MAKE HIM WATCH” to Dusk & Ridge who forcefully slam Marcus down to the canvas, lying him right side up on the side of his face so he can watch the phone as FROST LIFTS HIS RIGHT FOOT & SMASHES IT DOWN ONTO THE PHONE!!!!!!
Diamond “What are we watching here? How many lines did? I mean what kind of bastard is? Baxter I’m at a loss here.”
Baxter “So is Marcus, emotionally at least.”
Marcus is filled with rage, sorrow and pain all at the same time as he’s desperately trying to reach out at the foot of Frost to “GET OFF THE PHONE”, Frost slowly raises his foot reveling the phone has been SMASHED and then for good measure FROST KICKS ENDERTON IN THE FACE!!!!!
Frost: BRING HIM UP
Again, Paul takes a seat on the chair as Marcus is brought to his knee’s, the two eye to eye again. Frost reaches into his vest pocket & pulls out a white handkerchief and then a small clear bottle labelled “FROST’S HOLY WATER”. Squirting a bit on the handkerchief Frost wipes away Marcus’s tears as well some of the dried blood from the cut above his forehead which continues to run.
Frost: Marcus….I want you to know…..that I FORGIVE YOU…..(heat)…..in fact Marcus I’m going to even BLESS you……(taking his right finger Frost reaches up to the open wound and dips his finger in before bringing it down and then across vertically over Marcus’s forehead making the sign of the cross)….go with G O D (heat)…one last thing Marcus since you confessed to me, I wish to do the same…..but unlike me….I’m not expecting forgiveness from you.
That explosion in Mbalabala all those years ago, I was truthful when I said I grieved for them Marcus, when I grieved for YOUR family as a MAN……however as G O D well Marcus I can’t lie, now when I think of the MASSIVE loss of life……I know it wasn’t an accident….it was G O D ‘ S W I L L M Y W I L L!
NUCLEAR HEAT
Frost: Now…..Marcus their deaths….BRING A SMILE TO MY FACE……(MEGA HEAT)…….see truth be told your part of the world should have been an Eden…..except like with ANY garden beauty is often interrupted by simple and worthless WEEDS……your PEOPLE….were weeds…..STILL are….but there’s less of them now……and do you know why that is MARCUS?
Frost now grabs at Marcus’s chin and getting centimeters away from his nose
Frost: There’s LESS WEEDS BECAUSE GOD TENDED TO HIS GARDEN AND PULLED THEM OUT AND BURIED THEM SIX FEET UNDER!!!!!
MARCUS EXPLODES WITH A HEADBUTT DIRECTLY INTO FROST NOSE!!!!!!!! BLOOD IS EVERYWHERE, JUST TEN TWO MASKED MEN STORM THE RING & ATTACK RIDGE & DUSK!!!!!
Diamond “WHAT IS THIS?”
Baxter “GET OUT GOD…. VELVET GET FROST OUTTA HERE!!!!!”
Velvet slides Paul out of the ring & onto the elevated ramp way as Ridge & Dusk find themselves victims of BASEBALL BAT SHOTS TO THE CHEST!!!! They quickly roll out of the ring as the two masked men help Marcus up to his feet and up against the ropes. This Vegas crowd comes UNGLUED as the mask’s are removed and standing in the ring are ROD FRAIZER & ANDRE DIXION!!!!!!
Diamond “OH MY GOD……. DIXON AND FRAZIER ARE BACK!!!!!
“WELCOME BACK” *clap clap clap* “WELCOME BACK” *clap clap clap* “WELCOME BACK”
Dixon (grabbing the microphone):….VEGAS……(POP)…..WGWF….(POP)….WE’RE BACK…..DIXON AND FRAZIER CHAINING THE GAME AS REP INC!!!!!
Frazier: That’s REPARATIONS INCORPORATED…..IT MEANS YOU PAY AND YOUR PROTECTED AND FROST……YOU DAMN CRACKER….MARCUS PAID!!!!!
Diamond “ The plot keeps getting THICKER, Enderton and Frost’s personal history has EXPLODED into a HOLY WAR here on Brawl and now REPARATIONS will be collected by Andre Dixon and Rod Frazier.”
Frost, Dusk, Ridge & Velvet are left shock, angry & in God’s case BLOODY as his white suit is stained by his crimson blood as in the ring Dixon & Frazier check on Marcus as cameras cut away one last time.
*** Final Commercial Break ***
Donald Master’s: The following is an Elimination Chamber Qualifying MATCH……..(pop)….and is YOUR MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING!!!!!!!!!
POP
Diamond “We're ALMOST at the finish folks after this INSANE edition of Monday Night brawl, the FINAL match for a SPOT inside the Elimination Chamber at WrestleWar’s is on the line.”
Master’s: Where the winner of the match will advance and earn themselves a spot in the MAIN EVENT….of WRESTLEWAR’S….for a chance at the WGWF Championship!!!!! Introducing first by way of Norwich but now residing in LAS VEGASSSS….NEVADA!!!!!!!! (hometown POP)……..this is ……..DORLINGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!
The opening bars of 'The Day is My Enemy' hits the PA and can barely be heard as this capacity crowd is firmly in the corner of their hometown favorite as Dorling slowly appears on stage, through the smoke he takes a moment to “introduce” himself to the Las Vegas showgirls still standing on the entrance way with a kiss to each of them. Then as the song kicks in, red and yellow pyro shoot to the sky either side of the ramp and Dorling walks to the ring, nodding his head in tune with the music.
Diamond “Hmmmm, I wonder who the fans are going to root for tonight?”
Baxter “WHAT? I CAN’T HEAR YOU…..THINK THEY LIKE DORLING?”
Dorling climbs the ring steps and pauses for a moment taking his hand over his fore head like looking out to sea as flash blubs capture the moment with Dorling’s taking in the cheers as he ducks under the top rope, raising his glass to each side of the ring before removing his waistcoat preparing to start.
Baxter “While he’s the FAN favorite Derrick, Vegas odd’s have him as the UNDERDOG to win this one, and with that biking accident earlier in the week. Dorling’s going into this one at a disadvantage.”
Diamond “Yes Slater will probably go after the arm in all honestly, he’s a former WGWF Champion, Hall of Fame’er and WrestleWar’s staple but what are the odds in front of THIS crowd that Dorling doesn’t go all in and look for the MAJOR upset of the decade”
Master’s: And introducing his opponent, hailing from Miami Florida, he is a WGWF Hall of Fame’er….(pop)….the LAST WGWF CHAMPION……….this is the…”GLORIOUS”…….TRISTIAN…..SLATERRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The arena starts to tremble with the volume from the crowd as the opening Piano hits the speakers. The very moment the guitar hits is the very moment a single spotlight hits the top of the ramp to reveal "GLORIOUS" TRISTAN SLATER with his back to the crowd and arms extended out and his palms towards the rafters. Tristan is in a black robe that's trimmed in gold with the word GLORIOUS across the back of the robe in diamonds. Tristan stands with his back to the crowd as the opening rifts of guitar play with the crowd getting louder and louder.
Just as soon as the first lyric is spit Tristan spins around facing the crowd garnering the single loudest ovation of the night! Tristan stands at the top of the ramp in his Glorious pose as he soaks in the ovation from the crowd while slowly lowering his head stopping it as he now fixates on the ring and starts to make the walk towards the ring! Tristan reaches ringside as the crowd is heard sreaming out the chorus to his track.
"GLORIOUS!"
Tristan throws a Glorious pose at the word as he reaches the foot of the ramp!
"NO I WON'T GIVE IN! I WON'T GIVE IN!"
Tristan starts to make his way up the steel steps to the ring apron.
"UNTIL I'M VICTORIOUS! AND I WILL DEFEND I WILL DEFEND! AND I'LL DO ALL I MUST! NO I WON'T GIVE IN I WON'T GIVE IN OH SO GLOROIUS! UNTIL THE END UNTIL THE END!!"
Tristan steps through the ropes and into the squared circle as the second verse of the track kicks in. He gives us a Glorious strut towards the center of the ring where he is show loosening the knot that is securing his robe. The crowd once again belts out the chorus to the track.
"GLORIOUS!"
Diamond “Well the mental imitation is certainly all Slater’s with that entrance but when that bell rings, the mind games cease, and REAL match begins.”
Baxter “Listen to this crowd now after signing time is over, they seem to be a bit fickle with Slater tonight, not QUITE the hero many expected him to be.”
*Ding…Ding*
DORLING GOES FOR BROKE AND LUNGES AT SLATER…but the former Worlds Champion has seen that strategy already tonight and is on guard, shoving Dorling up and over, head over heels!! Dorling is now on the outside writhing around and holding at what looks like his elbow, Slater sitting up in the corner trying to gather himself from Dorling’s intense opening. As Tristian is catching his breath and recuperating, we get a good look at a replay that shows Dorling smashed his arm on the apron on his tumble down to the floor. Referee Ray Ramsey is trying to peek through the ropes to see if Dorling’s is okay. Salter rolls on through the ropes after finally recuperating, taking Dorling and his seemingly ailing arm, taking him from behind…AND RAMMING HIM ARM FIRST INTO AN IRON POST!! Slater smells blood all over the water and now it’s time to hone in. Ramsey is yelling at Slater to get him back in the ring, but the grizzled veteran pays no heed to this and takes the now handicapped Dorling…AND SMASHES THE ARM AGAINST THE GUARD RAIL!!
Baxter “ I LOVE IT!!!! Salter showing his “darker” side and why NOT? The chance at WrestleWar’s HISTORY is up for grabs. Boo-Hoo if you break a few hearts or bones on the way.”
Diamond “I can’t speak for Slater, Camden, Cable or anybody else in that locker room. But when you get a CHANCE at the grandest stage in our industry, for the CHANCE to take home the WGWF Championship, then maybe you give into your more RUTHLESS side than you would normally would. Slater is a multiple time WGWF Champion he’s main event’ed the last TWO WrestleWar’s, you gotta think he wants that hattrick.”
All the wild steam Dorling may have had from the opening bell is gone in a flash, and so is the use of his arm. Slater tosses Dorling back into the ring as Ramsey’s check’s on Dorling who pulls himself back up into a corner as Slater cocks his neck and cracks his knuckles while circling Dorling, who makes sure he doesn’t give Slater his back, already knowing what the consequences of that might be, circling in place and following…BEFORE BOTH MEN FINALLY LOCK UP!! But even though Dorling got the lock-up he wanted, Slater is the stronger man and forces Dorling to backpedal and DRIVES him towards the corner he was in moments ago, but both men are still in their tight lock-up. Ray Ramsey asks Slater to get off of Dorling, and damn near tears Slater off himself when Slater starts tugging at Dorling’s hair, but Ramsey doesn’t have to do much once Dorling gets his legs up and pushes Slater away. But Slater rushes back & JUMPS ON DORLING IN THE CORNER AND STARTS PUMMELING HIM!! Tristian’s heavy blows just wear Dorling down, bashing him enough to take him and whip him into the opposite corner…AND SMASHES DORLING’S BODY WITH A CORNER BODY AVALANCHE!! Dorling stumbles out of the corner, collapsing from the massive blow!
Diamond “Slater is certainly to steal a phase from John Cable….”BEAST MODE” and while Dorling the newly adopted home town son, may see his chance at the main event fade into that Nevada sunset.”
As Dorling crawls around and tries to regain himself, Tristian adds insult to injury and KICKS HIM SQUARE IN THE JAW. Dorling is knocked for a loop and spins to his back, Slater now with a smug purple grin on his face but keeps the pressure as he locks Dorling in a chinlock, virtually wiring that smart mouth shut. While he tears away at Dorling’s head, Tristian lets one hand go and DELIVERS HARD FOREARM CLUBS TO THE SIDE OF DORLING’S FACE!! Dorling doesn’t really have much time or energy to possibly talk more smartass smack, as Slater takes one of his hands off the chinlock and starts PULLING UP ON DORLING’S FACE, a move that Ramsey sees immediately and tells him to stop. Tristian adheres to the warning, only to lock Dorling back up and continue to pry away at his head and chin area. Dorling is back to his feet, but he’s still caught in his opponents’ vise. The Vegas native starts punching elbows into Slater’s gut to loosen things up. He loosens the grip enough to manage to rebound off the ropes for some momentum…BUT SLATER DESTROYS DORLING WITH A LARIAT!! Dorling is absolutely beheaded and possibly might need a new jaw as Tristian covers– ONE…TWO…NO!! Dorling’s got more fight in him than that. As Dorling rolls a shoulder, Tristian goes right back to trying to lock in that grinding chinlock, but Dorling is quick to wrap Slater’s wrist and get back to his feet and wraps Tristian around in a hammerlock. Almost as soon as Dorling gets the move synched in, Tristian hops to the ropes and drapes a leg over the middle rope, causing the ref to force Dorling to let go of the grip, much to the crowd’s chagrin. Dorling has to step back and shake the cobwebs out of his head, still feeling the effects of that huge clothesline. Slater sees Dorling trying to recover and RUSHES AT HIM FOR ANOTHER ONE…but Dorling ducks it, grabbing his tights all in one motion, and SLINGING SLATER OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE FLOOR!!
Baxter “That WASN’T Glorious.”
Diamond “These Vegas fans would disagree with that Baxter, again Slater is a beloved champion and star but in Dorling’s hometown. Las Vegas is going ALL IN on Dorling and the DREAM of a main event championship match at WrestleWar’s.”
Dorling tries his best to shake some life back into his thus-far useless left arm before gripping the top rope and stalking the “LAST WGWF World’s Champion” as he gets back to his feet outside…PERFECT PLANCHA…NO!! Slater ducks his head and moves in preparation, but Dorling sees this and simply slings himself over the top rope and catches himself on the apron. Tristian sees this and goes to rip Dorling’s feet from under him, but Dorling backs Slater away with a well-placed kick. As Tristian goes reeling, Dorling turns around on the apron to face Slater…leaping…AND NAILS A LEAPING CLOTHESLINE FROM THE APRON TO THE OUTSIDE!! A modified version of his springboard clothesline there, Dorling having to gather himself, but he’s getting a great reception from the crowd for throwing it all out there to end this thing. He gives a small smirk of appreciation, but then goes right back to selling the injured arm, which he still tries to shake some life into before sliding back into the ring and then gathering himself and looks outside to see Slater trying to peel himself off the outside padding, the crowd getting a little more warmed up as Dorling peers out, gets back to his feet, and steps back a few steps before rushing at the ropes…SUICIDE DIVE…NO!! SLATER CLUBS DORLING IN THE HEAD AS HE LOOKS TO DIVE THROUGH THE ROPES!! Dorling is knocked out draped over the middle rope, with Slater climbing up on the apron to perhaps finish what he just started. He takes Dorling keeps clubbing him in the head while Ramsey is telling him to get back in the ring, which he pays no heed to. He takes Dorling and looks to SUPLEX HIM TO THE FLOOR…but Dorling resists, trying to SUPLEX SLATER BACK INTO THE RING…but the Hall of Fame’er jams that as well, the weary warriors playing tug-o-war, only for Tristian to LIFT DORLING UP AND OVER…but Dorling floats behind Slater on the apron, grappling him from behind. It’s not quite a German suplex hold from the apron, but Dorling is clubbing away at Tristian’s head to get him to loosen his grip on the rope…AS DORLING HITS A BACK SUPLEX FROM THE APRON TO THE FLOOR!! WOW!!
Diamond “Dorling showing his chops on a main event level this evening, hanging with the Hall of Fame’er and for Dorling time maybe on his side as all he wants is a win while Slater maybe looking for a win in UNDER 27 minutes to avoiding starting the chamber as the second entry.”
That could definitely turn the tide in Dorling’s favor, as the Thomas & Mack Center is rocking for such an impressive move! But neither man can capitalize on anything, as they’re both lain out on the outside, Ray Ramsey continuing his count out…
…TWO!!
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…THREE!!
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…FOUR!!
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…FIVE!!
Dorling starts stirring, the wear and tear already popping up on his face. He takes Tristian and rolls him up under the bottom rope into the ring and quickly goes to cover him –
ONE…
TWO…
NO!!
Baxter “THAT WAS CLOSE, Vegas almost saw the BIGGEST upset in this town of sure things.”
Diamond “CLOSE DOESN’T CUT IT. It’s WIN and your IN, lose and you better look for anther way to entertain at the showcase of the immortals.”
Possibly a bit too much time from hitting the move rolling on top of Slater, but whatever the reason, the match continues! Dorling tries not to fret it too much, as Slater tries to roll back to his feet, Dorling greets him with a DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!! Perhaps retaliation from the kick to the jaw, but the ring presence of the veteran shows when he’s hit with the move, then rolls to the nearby ropes. Dorling has to tug Tristian away from the ropes to get another cover attempt –ONE…TWO…NO!! Tristian keeps his head in the game, but Dorling is quick to sit him back up and then deliver a SECOND DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!! Dorling with another cover –ONE…TWO…NO!!AGAIN Slater keeps showing he’s got major fight in him! He’s slower to try and recover this time, but again, he scoots close to the ropes so Dorling has to work if he wants to end it now. Dorling does have to venture over to try and pull him away, but Slater shoves him away and uses the ropes to get back to his feet, Dorling now running at Slater to push the issue, only to eat a hard back elbow from the tough bastard. Tristian than takes Dorling and Irish whips him into a corner and follows up…WITH A RUNNING HIGH KNEE IN THE CORNER!! Slater flails out of the corner a little off balance, but as Dorling drifts back to the ring, Tristian scoops him up …AND HITS SNAP BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!! Dorling could have broken ribs as Slater hits the cover –ONE…TWO…THR-NO!! Dorling stays alive, even after the combo! Tristian growls in agitation, cracking Dorling right back in the jaw as he tries to recover. As Dorling rolls onto his stomach to try to assuage the pain, Tristian takes the taped up arm and flat out DOUBLE FOOT STOMPS IT!! Dorling rolls away, screaming in pain and trying in some way to hide his agony, Slater grabbing hand full of Dorling’s hair and pulling him back to his feet. He takes the arm of the withered Dorling and locks it up in a hammerlock behind him before swinging around…AND HITTING A SCOOP SLAM RIGHT ON DORLING’S BAD ARM!! The ‘hurt’ might slowly be becoming an ‘injury’, and Tristian seems to be the right guy to do it. Dorling pops up and sits in pain when he’s slammed, prompting Tristian to perhaps taunt Dorling a little more by strutting around him…AND FRONT LOW DROPKICKING HIM IN THE FACE!! Dorling reels from the blow, only for Slater to keep on him and quickly bring him back to his feet, holding onto the arm…AND NAILS IT WITH A SINGLE ARM DDT!!
Baxter “SLATER MIGHT HAVE JUST BROKEN DORLING’S ARM RIGHT OFF!! “
Tristian rolls Dorling over and makes sure to fold and press Dorling’s arm down on the cover –ONE…TWO…THR-NO!! DORLING THRASHES A KICKOUT!! Further agitating Slater, the match keeps going and Tristian has to look at the referee in disgust. He takes the hurt arm of and looks like he might start going to work on it again, but Dorling has had enough work on his arm for one night, packpedaling while Slater is still holding his wrist to make him go with him before falling to his back…AND FORCING SLATER TO FLY THROUGH THE ROPES TO THE FLOOR!! Once again, both men are down, Dorling still reeling from Slater’s offense and tending to his arm, while a replay shows Slater might have landed square on his head when he was chunked outside. Ramsey has to check and see if both men are able to continue, asking Dorling if his arm is okay and poking his head outside to see if Tristian’s still conscious. Neither man is even able to even show signs of life, much less move. The referee isn’t hitting a count out for some reason on Slater, but both he and Dorling start stirring around the same time. Slater tries to shake the cobwebs out of his head, while Dorling tries to shake some life back into his arm before pumping it in elation and bouncing off the ropes…AND FINALLY NAILS SLATER WITH A SUICIDE DIVE!!
Diamond “HIGH RISK….HIGH REWARD FOR DORLING!!!! The Thomas and Mack Center are watching two HEAYWEIGHTS going at it here and we’re approaching the fifteen-minute mark.”
The crowd is back to being pumped up, as both men are down, but Dorling grips his worked arm and gets back to his feet. He stumbles just a little bit, actually getting caught for a moment in one of the television wires, but it doesn’t stop him from grabbing Slater and slinging him underneath the bottom rope. Dorling’s body is dragging from the mass damage he’s received tonight, but he’s willing himself forward, gripping the top rope on the apron. Slater is trying to work back to a vertical base, Dorling stalking him…SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE…NO!! SLATER RUNS AND HITS THE TOP ROPE WITH A BOOT!! DORLING COMPLETELY LOSES HIS FOOTING AND GOES CRASHING TO THE CANVAS!! Tristian takes in a tremendous amount of heat as he leans up against the ropes and looks at Dorling’s crashed-and-burned carcass. Tristian smirks to himself, he then takes the now limp body of Dorling and drags him over to another corner, hoisting him up top. Slater follows his prey there, but Dorling still has enough in him to shove Tristian away from his perch…STRADDING HIM ON THE TOP ROPE!! The same rope Slater just kicked is wrenching his” stones”, the crowd wincing accordingly, but still cheering. Dorling lost his balance when pushing Tristian, having to settle on the adjacent apron. He sees his opponent on his new perch…SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE TO THE STRADDLED SLATER!! A DECAPITATING DIVING LARIAT!!
Diamond “Certainly with a bit of a speed advantage Dorling pushing the pace here, can the Hall of Fame’er keep up?”
Baxter “Of course he can, and 10 of MY OWN George Washington’s BACK THAT UP.”
Diamond “Big spender.”
Slater tumbles back inside the ring on the incredible move, Vegas popping their heads off as Dorling tries to gather himself, pulls Slater away from the ropes, and get his most definitive cover of the contest and possibly the night –ONE…TWO…THR-NO!!! SLATER THROWS UP A SHOULDER!! The man who claims to be undefeated looks to keep it so. It’s Dorling’s turn to look up to Ramsey with three fingers up, but the ref confirms his call of a two count. Dorling, in exhaustion, rolls onto his back and covers his face, almost not believing that that heavy hit didn’t end everything. Tristian is actually the first to completely get up from the hit, leaning up against the ropes. Dorling sees this and quickly gets to his feet, taking a few steps back before charging right at Slater…AND NAILS HIM WITH THE RUNNING HIGH KNEE!! AND THEN NAILS IT AGAIN!! Each blow looks to catch Tristian flush and stiff, Dorling then ad’s an uncharacteristic HEADBUTT that suddenly stuns Slater long enough for Dorling to rebound off the ropes. The one-armed man slings back at Slater, only for the “Hall of Fame’er” to hit a standing switch while Dorling runs at him…AND FLIPS DORLING ALL KINDS OF WAYS WITH THE HALF-NELSON SUPLEX!! A move that has caused concussions here in the WGWF is effortlessly snapped off by Slater, who shoots another half on the lifeless body of Dorling for another cover attempt –ONE…TWO…THRE-NO!!! DORLING DOES NOT WISH TO GO YET!! Tristian’s getting more and more agitated we can see, but he’s also subduing it because it’s also just his nature. Slater takes Dorling and tries to keep wearing him down, this time looking to separate shoulder from neck when he takes him up and pries away with a STRETCH PLUM!! Tristian keeps showing off his array of torture methods, wrenching away at Dorling’s ailing arm while pulling his head and neck in the other direction. Dorling screams in pain across Las Vegas, but also keeps shouting refusals to Ramsey’s ever present questions of giving up.
Baxter “Slater applying pressure like a python here, it maybe time to squeeze Dorling’s LAST hope away from the main event.”
Diamond “He hasn’t quit yet.”
Slater keeps trying to stretch him like taffy even more, but after several seconds, Dorling manages to at least try to be making it to a vertical base…before quickly spinning out of the stretch plum, taking Slater by the wrist, and turning him around in a hammerlock…AND GOING FOR “DORBREAKER”…THE LEFT SUPERKICK-NO!! Salter ducks underneath and catches Dorling from behind…GERMAN SUPLEX …NO!! Dorling fights back with several fierce elbows to the back and side of Slater’s head, forcing Tristian to let go of his leg and the hold. Tristian resets and rushes right back at Dorling…only to get DRILLED WITH THE SURPRISE ROUNDHOUSE!! Dorling is right back in this thing as he covers –ONE….TWO…THRE-NO!!!!SLATER KICKS OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!! Dorling is trying to do everything he can here, but the veteran is not going down without a sure fight! As Dorling tries to grapple Slater and perhaps look for more offense, Tristian throws Dorling’s hands off of him and rolls to a corner to pull himself up. Dorling follows him, again having to work with headbutts and the occasional hard right hand. He then hoists Slater onto the top rope with one shoulder, climbing on up top and going for a high risk move, potentially for the FRANKENSTEIR…NO!! Slater shoves Dorling off the top by SOCKING HIM RIGHT IN THE SHOULDER!! Dorling lands hard on the canvas, possibly on that same shoulder, screaming into the canvas in pain. He rolls all the way across the ring to the opposite corner, Tristian staying up on his top rope to catch his breath some more before dropping from his high perch and backing away and charging one more time for a RUNNING SHOULDER THRUST…NOBODY HOME!! Dorling dodges it at the last second and SENDS SLATER’S SHOULDER FULL-SPEED INTO THE UNFORGIVING POST!!
Diamond “It’s an ACE up Dorling’s sleeve.”
Baxter “Or a case of two’s being wild Derrick because a count of TWO is as close as Dorling’s going to get.”
Dorling has to stumble and struggle to get back to his feet, but the crowd is back behind him as Slater’s shoulder could be dislocated now. DORLING CHARGES TOWARDS A CORNER…AND SLAMS SLATER’S HEAD AND INJURED SHOULDER OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!! WOW!! Dorling has a new spot for hope, as Tristian drifts out gripping his shoulder and drifting into the grip of Dorling who lifts Slater up on his shoulders with a CRADLE SUPLEX LIFT!!!!!! Dorling lets out another roar of adrenaline and with another cover –……ONE………TWO…………THREE……NO!! SLATER ROLLS A SHOULDER!! Dorling similarly collapses off Tristian’s body again. He’s goanna have to dig even deeper if he wants to win and go onto WrestleWar’s, getting to his knees and windmill winding his hurt arm to get some life into it. Slater is still down, but he’s rolled to a side and we can see that the collisions with Dorling’s knees has busted his lip, giving Tristian a little bit of blood back on him. Dorling stomps on Slater once to make him go flat, going over to a nearby top rope, looking to throw all caution to the wind…IS DORLING GOING FOR A MOONSAULT…SLATER SHOVES HIM OFF HIS FOOTING AND STRADDLES HIM ON THE TOP NOW!! Dorling is now sitting on his “jewels” on the top rope, his back to Tristian, who takes his burst of life and climbs on up behind Dorling on that top rope…sets him up…AND HITS A SUPER BACK SUPLEX!! DORLING FLIPS OVER HIS OWN HEAD AS HE HITS THE CANVAS!! Both men are lain out again, all the damage of the night meeting both men with every hit they take, Dorling possibly having be blasted out of his own body. Tristian wipes away some of the blood from his lip before rolling over and shooting the half on Dorling and making sure to hook a leg –……ONE………TWO………THREE-NO!!!!
Diamond “THE REBEL HEART OF DORLING REFUSES TO STAY DOWN AND ROLLS A SHOULDER!!”
As the crowd pops for the kickout, Tristian angrily gets to his knees and starts BASHING DORLING IN THE FACE WITH HARD FISTS!! Slater's pretty pissed, but kills the crowd’s momentum by springing on Dorling right away. They die down rather quickly, his strategy working, but now Tristian has a new, unorthodoxed strategy. He goes back to the corner, climbs through the ropes…and heads to the top rope?? It’s Slater’s turn to head to the top, which is incredibly uncharacteristic, but Slater want to win this thing that badly…AND LEAPS FOR A LEG DROP…NOBODY HOME!! SLATER CRASHES AND BURNS AS DORLING ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!!
Baxter “Oh NO!!!!! Slater’s in REAL trouble here Derrick we’re at TWENTY-FIVE minutes and Dorling is STILL in this thing.”
Diamond “ Like I said the town of sure things is becoming the home of chance and a dream, the pride and passion of Slater is coming up against a wing, a prayer and ONE ARM in Dorling’s desire.”
Both men are down again, Slater holding at his possibly jarred tailbone! Tristian grips at his backside while he rolls away, going to the outside to try and recover by walking it off. Dorling still hasn’t moved much, Slater doing his best to get himself straightened up on the outside. Dorling is just now starting to stir, Tristian having to hold on to the guard rail outside to keep walking it off. He hunches over and still grips at his tailbone, Dorling drunkenly crawling over to a corner and heading up to the top rope…AND GOES FOR A CROSSBODY FROM THE TOP TO THE OUTSIDE…BUT SLATER MOVES AND DORLING EATS NOTHING BUT GUARD RAIL!! Slater has to take a breather after dodging quite the bullet from Dorling there, taking the limp body of his relentless & reckless opponent and pulling it back up and in between his legs into the piledriver position…AND HITS THE FLIPPING PILEDRIVER!! SLATER NAILS DORLING WITH THE FLIP PILEDRIVER ON THE OUTSIDE!!
Baxter “THE DREAM IS OVER!!!!”
Diamond “Maybe, but BOTH men are on the OUTSIDE of the ring, this one finishes IN the ring not out. How fast can either man move here?”
Dorling’s head sickly bounces off the padding as the crowd is left with a MIXED POP from Salter’s fans & the move itself on the outside. Slater nails the move on his bottom, so his jacked tailbone starts acting up again and leaves him unable to immediately roll Dorling back inside. It takes a few moments for him to take Dorling up and drag his carcass to the apron and then roll him under the bottom rope, sluggishly slide in after him, and get the big lateral press –
……ONE……
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……TWO……
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……THREE!!!!
*DING…..DING*
Donald Master’s: The WINNER….(pop)…..of the match at a time of 27:01….and advancing to Elimination Chamber Main Event at WrestleWar’s……TRISTIANNNNNN…..SLATERRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!
You wouldn’t know Slater is the winner as the Hall of Fame’er kicks the bottom rope in disgust as he stares over at the entrance way titantron showing his time at 27:01, 1 second now ensures he will begin the Elimination Chamber match against Chris Page come WrestleWar’s.
Baxter "Talk about your SORE winner’s.”
Diamond “ He isn’t sore Baxter just upset that ONE second will be the difference on when he enters the Chamber come May 25th at WrestleWar’s but there isn’t a doubt that Tristian Slater will now be main eventing his THIRD WrestleWar’s for the WGWF Championship, again. But what an effort from Dorling here tonight in his hometown.”
“THAT WAS GLORIOUS”
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“THANK YOU DORLING”
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“THAT WAS GLORIOUS”
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“THANK YOU DORLING”
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“THAT WAS GLORIOUS”
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“THANK YOU DORLING”
Camera’s catch the sold out Thomas & Mack Center audience on their feet in unison after witnessing the instant classic they watched this evening with their home town hero Dorling giving the BEST performance of his WGWF career so far. Even Slater seems to have been taken aback with the “WrestleWar’s” like reception he’s sharing with Dorling in the center of the ring. For Dorling’s part cameras catch the hometown native, slowly but surely using the ring ropes to leans his body over into a far corner as he too is staring in awe of the scene, he is both seeing & hearing.
Diamond “Monday May 25th will see the WGWF Championship defended inside the Elimination Chamber where Cable, HUNTER, Camden, Starchylde, CCP and now Slater will compete. But in THIS moment here on Monday night April 13th 2020, this will be the night remembered for Dorling’s BREAKOUT performance against A Hall of Fame’er, tonight in his HOMETOWN…. DORLING HAS ARRIVED!!!!!!!”
Slater walks over to Dorling shoving the official to the side, we can’t hear what Slater whisper’s into Dorling’s ear but the grin on Dorling’s face says enough. Walking Dorling to the middle of the ring, SLATER RAISES DOLRING’S HAND as the crowd POP’s massively for the endorsement of the Hall of Fame’er to the upstart.
Baxter “Now THAT was Glorious, indeed for Dorling who’s EANRED the respect of at least one Hall of Fame’er.”
Diamond “You talk about a night we will NEVER forget, the returns of Andre Dixon, Rod Frazier along with Raziel repugnant attack on Tax and now ALL the Chamber participants set the road to WrestleWar’s is shifting into HIGH gear. We will see you next Monday for Brawl talk and then in two weeks in Atlanta. So long everybody.”
Just as Slater looks to leave the ring for one last bow for Dorling, the titantron flickers on and off and the image cameras catch is disturbing.
“WE NEED SOME HELP OVERHERE!!!!!!”
The image switches from the ring to a backstage hallway, there are move than a few WGWF officials, backstage producers, referee’s & superstars’ again crowed in a semi circle as the images of the lifeless bodies of Mark Foley & Ric Flier are sprawled across the backstage area. Foley’s body looks like it’s been broken in two as he lies in the middle of what remains of a table as there are strands of barbed wire embedded across some of Mark’s forehead as a baseball bat wrapped in the stuff lies on Foley’s chest and Flier is face down in a poll of his own blood as a led pipe lies next to him with the remainder of what’s left of a TV monitor is also on the floor. The shards of it’s screen also scattered around the body of Flier, a few convulses from Flier’s left leg are shown as we can hear & see John Gambino shouting…..
Gambino:WATCH HIS NECK DAMMIT……. GET HELP…..DAMMIT HELP NOW
Baxter “Again? Is there a bounty on WGWF legends or did Flier not pay his tab at the hotel?”
Diamond “ENOUGH, last Brawl Borden now Foley & Flier something’s not right and look….look both Slater and Dorling are rushing off. DAMMIT WHY ARE WE ENDING ON THIS?”
Cameras catch both Slater & Dorling heading to the back as the final images of Monday Night Brawl show the evolving scene backstage where the blood and bodies continue to grow.
Brawl fades to black.