Monday Night Brawl Results: 11.20.23
Nov 20, 2023 18:13:45 GMT -5
TheNewBreed, "Cholo" Giovanni Santana, and 2 more like this
Post by Chris Page on Nov 20, 2023 18:13:45 GMT -5
As the initial drum beats sound, the fans are on their feet as the guitar kicks in for “The Enemy” by Godsmack they erupt in a deafening round of boo’s for Mac Bane with Monday Night Brawl taking the air live. He appears on stage moments later and absorbs it all as if it’s nothing. They grow louder as he makes his way down the ramp. The fans expressing their hatred for the things he’s done has reached a near-deafening level. He smiles as he walks up the ring steps. They grow even louder at seeing a microphone in his hands. He stands in the middle of the ring with a spotlight on him and the lights surrounding the ring are turned down. He taps the microphone against his hand and smirks after confirming it’s hot.
MAC BANE: Go ahead, I got all night.
They grow louder causing him to laugh and so he waits until they run out of steam.
MAC BANE: You’re all very welcome.
He smirks as they start to kick up again.
MAC BANE: Can it! If it wasn’t for me, your hero wouldn’t be a champion. If it weren’t for me, the title match at First Dance would be so lackluster this company would end up losing money. If it weren’t for me, you guys wouldn’t have a reason to be here.
The crowd erupts again as Mac continues.
MAC BANE: This was all by my design.
The crowd continues to get louder as he raises the microphone.
MAC BANE: That’s right, my design is what made Cholo a World Champion. My design gave you someone to worship. My design set the stage for my next World Title reign.
He pauses there as the boos reach the apex, he leans against the ropes and waits them out again.
MAC BANE: This all started at the Cannabis Cup with a submission victory over Kim Riddle. I was relentless and I forced her to tap out. It was by design, my design. See, I love my sister, but I had a plan to execute, and I wasn’t about to mail it in, not even against her. Then came poor little Cholo in the next round. Now, see, Cholo thinks I was trying to break his leg.
The boo-birds start to sing again as they echo their disgust throughout the arena. This is all very amusing to Mac, causing him to smile at first and then chuckle.
MAC BANE: No, I wasn’t trying to break his leg. If I had been trying to do that, he wouldn’t be walking around without crutches right now. He would go on to win the event, which made me even happier.
The shock of what he’s said may have stunned the crowd into silence.
MAC BANE: Because it fell in line with the plan. Cholo is one of those guys with so much heart, the more adversity you give him the more he performs. What I did, made him up his game, I made him dig deeper than he ever has, just in order to compete.
He pauses there, to allow the crowd to absorb what he’s said. While they mull it over, he continues.
MAC BANE: Again, You’re welcome. Your hero is now a World Champion; you all owe it to me.
The crowd starts to get louder again, the big man basks in the negative energy that they are putting out.
MAC BANE: The match to secure the number one contendership against Goth turned out exactly as I said it would. He wasn’t able to hang with me, he never has been able to hang with me. He’s not on my level and never has been.
A mixed reaction from the crowd, some booing and some cheering causes him to smirk.
MAC BANE:Goth is like a brother to me, but he had to learn his place. There is a pecking order that has to be observed, the line forms behind me. You don’t have to like or agree with it, but you better get used to it. It’s not changing anytime soon.
The crowd kicks up again and the boos grow again to thunderous proportions.
MAC BANE: First Dance, Cholo versus Mac Bane for the world title.
Again he gets a mixed reaction from the crowd.
MAC BANE: Cholo knows where to find me if he makes it to First Dance. I am the bane of your existence, Cholo, and I will break you.
With that Mac drops the microphone and exits the ring as “The Enemy” by Godsmack plays him back up the ramp to a very pissed-off crowd.
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Jordan Reed walks out of the locker room and gets ready to make his way to the gorilla position for his entrance, as he walks by he talks to himself, trying to get himself ready and ready for his match.
JORDAN REED: Ok this is it, make or break time. Remember you aren't doing this just for yourself, you've got a lot more on the line back home, so let's go out there and show these people and Candice, why we deserve to be here.
Jordan takes a few more steps as he starts to get close to the gorilla and hears the massive amount of fans in the arena then comes to a stop and walks over towards a mirror that they use for doing makeup, he looks at himself as he starts to sweat a little and looking pale, giving off signs of nervousness.
JORDAN REED: I don't know if I could do this, what if I make a mistake and cost not only myself a contract but get Ruby a loss as well in her first match?
Jordan shakes his head.
JORDAN REED: Man you can't go out there like this, you got to get yourself together before you walk out for that match.
Jordan shakes his head once again and then drops his head down and once he looks up he is surprised to sees the WGWF World Champion Cholo standing behind him, he turns around and looks star gazed for a miniature before speaking.
JORDAN REED: Cholo sir it is an honor to meet the WGWF World Champion but I have to say I didn't mean for you to see me like this.
Cholo smiles and takes a sip of his drink as he offers his hand for Jordan to shake.
CHOLO: You look like you could use one of these amigo. Big match coming up?
Jordan Reed nods.
CHOLO: Cholo knows the feeling, and remembers being right where you are standing for his first match. Cholo’s mind racing a hundred miles an hour, every possible negative thought trying to cloud his brain. Would you like a piece of advice?
JORDAN REED: Please!
CHOLO: Alright, here it comes… Cholo is going to get very philosophical with you right about now… Very insightful, very deeply theoretical, esoteric if you will. You ready?
Jordan Reed nods, Cholo gets close to him, puts his arm around him and whispers in his ear.
CHOLO: Relax.
JORDAN REED: What?
CHOLO: Relax man!
JORDAN REED: How could I possibly relax right now?! It’s make or break it right now!
CHOLO: no it isn’t. Do you remember when Cholo lost the fatal four way match for the TV title? Cholo knows you weren’t here, but were you watching? Were you paying attention?
JORDAN REED: Yes of course, So-
CHOLO: Nope, no need to name that Bru-ha-ha… Cholo lost that match and like you, Cholo thought great, it’s all over… Cholo didn’t win, and if Cholo can’t even win the TV title how can he even aspire for bigger things? Well, it’s been less than a year since that day, do you see Cholo broken?
JORDAN REED: No.
CHOLO: What do you see?
JORDAN REED: Um, a world champion?
CHOLO: That’s right… If you win tonight, great job, do it again in 2 weeks, but if you lose? Guess what? It doesn’t matter… You want to know what matters?
Jordan Reed nods excitedly.
CHOLO: That you go out there and you have the best time of your life. That you go out there and you give it everything you got. Leave it all in the ring amigo, make sure that when that bell rings and the match is all over, you know that you couldn’t have done any better than what you did… If you know you gave it your all, guess who else will know? The fans… The fans appreciate effort more than anything, just like they can smell bullshit a mile away… If you go out there and give them your all, they will love you for it… and if you half ass it, they’ll be looking at their phones in a minute, wondering what the next match is. If the fans love you and appreciate what you do inside the ring, then Chris and Candice Page will appreciate it and keep you around. Take their time to develop you into a WGWF star. It’s not about winning and losing amigo, it’s about making an impression… Making your mark… Are you ready to make your mark?
JORDAN REED: Yes sir!
CHOLO: Enough with the sir, ARE YOU READY TO MAKE YOUR MARK?
JORDAN REED: HELL YEAH I AM!
CHOLO: Then you go out there and you show them who the son of Jenny and Hank Reed is and why everyone, specially your opponent, should pay attention to you.
Jordan Reed is taken back, surprised or perhaps amazed that Cholo would know who his parents are.
JORDAN REED: I will, I will show all of them.
Cholo slaps him on his shoulder and then walks off.
CHOLO: Good, because Cholo will be watching as well.
Cholo walks off as Jordan watches him leave and then turns his attention to the entrance.
JORDAN REED: Alright, let's go make our mark!
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*DING DONG BING BONG*
CENTURION: That sounds familiar. That sounds VERY familiar!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: That better not be who I think it is. He doesn't even have a match tonight!
“Extreme Malice” By K-Rino plays as CJ Phoenix walks out to the tune of his new theme song. Not through the traditional entrance way, but rather through the crowd itself.
CENTURION: IT'S CJ PHOENIX!! HE'S HERE IN A WGWF ARENA FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE SUMMER MADNESS!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: He's here, but WHY?
The Luminary of Despair walks through the crowd towards the ring, but he's not in wrestling gear. He has on a black suit with a matching black notebook in one hand and a steel chair in the other. Instead of getting in the ring, he stops short of it after hopping the barricade, choosing instead to set up the chair next to the commentary booth. Then, he high fives a few fans in the front row behind the commentary area. Finally, he takes a seat.
CENTURION: Welcome, CJ! How are you doing tonight?
CJ PHOENIX: I'm good. And yourself?
CENTURION: I'm good as well.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Enough with the pleasantries. Yes, we know the fans love you and they've been anxious to see you on Brawl, but you're not scheduled to wrestle tonight, so why are you here?
CJ Phoenix puts a hand to his own ear.
CJ PHOENIX: You hear that? That's the sound of my presence causing a ratings spike strong enough to pierce diamonds.
He moves his hand down to the notebook, slowly opening up to the first blank page.
CJ PHOENIX: Aside from that, I'm here to take notes and get a better understanding of the people I'll be sharing a roster with. I've heard a lot of good things about this show, and if it's anything like Summer Madness was, then I'm looking forward to my future here.
CENTURION: Well that's good to hear. We're looking forward to it as well. Just like how we're looking forward to the rest of tonight's show!
DERRICK DIAMOND: That's right! Though I'd watch my back if I were you, CJ. The Fortunate Ones DID show up last time. I'm pretty certain J Mont declared war on everyone and he tossed out a few friendly “Fuck you”s to people. Including you.
CJ PHOENIX: I'm not worried about 4chan. I'm not on their radar and, despite his desperate cries for help through shallow insults, even J Mont knows that they're not on mine. I advise them to keep it that way. In the meantime, I have psychoanalyzing to do.
The whole time he spoke, there was a calmness to his voice. Even when engaging with the fans earlier, he was methodical. It was as if he had already set a plan in motion. He twirls a pen between his fingers, prepared to begin his note-taking.
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Ruby Darling starts things off opposite Milk Mason as they circle each other and lock up in the center of the ring. Ruby uses her size and strength to drive Mason back into a neutral corner. The referee lays the five count to Ruby who backs away with a clean break at three. Coding Rhodes starts yelling at Mason as he comes out of the corner and looks to lock up a second time being met with a shove down to the mat. Milk gets back to his feet complaining of a hair pull. The referee admonishes Ruby to loud boos from the crowd.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I didn’t see a hair pull.
CENTURION: It didn’t stop Milk Mason from complaining about it. Reminds me a lot of professional wrestling nowadays. Complain to hear yourselves complain.
Milk Mason challenges Ruby to a test of strength by holding up his left hand. Ruby reaches up to grab it but is struck with a thumb to the eye garnering loud boos for Mason. Milk drives Ruby back into the corner housing Rhodes who makes the blind tag. Mason has Ruby pinned against the buckles for Rhodes to land a series of jabs to the jaw. Mason exits to the ring apron as Rhodes brings Ruby out from the corner and bounces off the ropes where he runs into a big boot to the face followed by a discus lariat from Darling that takes Rhodes down!
Ruby makes the cover.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Rhodes escapes with a kick out. Ruby gets to get feet where she picks up Coding Rhodes and takes him back into her corner where Jordan Reed tags into the match. Ruby steps out to the apron as Reed brings Rhodes out from the corner with a swinging neck breaker. Reed makes the cover.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Kickout by Rhodes.
CENTURION: Critical match for Jordan Reed, a win here gets him a contract on Monday Night Brawl.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Everyone seems to be talking about what the WGWF has going on and part of the reason we are the place to be is the opportunities that are being offered. Jordan has the shot, let’s see if he and Ruby can get him a job.
Reed gets back to his feet where he picks up Rhodes who counters the pickup with a jawbreaker. Coding takes control with a series of right-handed jabs before landing a bionic elbow to the forehead of Reed dropping the rookie to the mat. Rhodes turns and tags in Milk Mason who scales the turnbuckles to the top rope! Mason leaps off the top rope with a flying elbow drop!
Reed rolls out of the way sending Mason crashing and burning!
The crowd starts to rally behind Ruby and Reed as we see Jordan getting back to his feet followed by Mason who walks into a backbreaker! Reed follows up with a Springboard Moonsault crashing down on top of Mason! Reed makes the cover!
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Coding Rhodes enters the ring breaking the pin attempt to boos from the crowd.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Coding Rhodes with the save!
Rhodes is sent back out to the apron as Reed gets back to his feet and makes the tag back into Ruby Darling. Ruby enters the ring waiting for Mason to start working his way back to his feet where he turns around and is met with a hand to the throat! Ruby hoists the smaller Mason up in the air and drives him down into the mat with a Chokeslam!
Ruby makes the cover hooking the inside leg.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Coding Rhodes enters the ring a second time and dives on top of the cover breaking the count. This brings Jordan Reed into the where he spears Rhodes! Rhodes rolls out to the floor while in the ring Ruby gets to her feet and measures Mason who is starting to stir. Milk Mason pushes himself up to a vertical base where Ruby connects with a Superkick that sends Milk staggering backward into an Olympic Slam by Reed!
The crowd roars as Ruby makes the cover!
1!!
2!!
3!!
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WINNERS VIA PINFALL: RUBY DARLING AND JORDAN REED
Match Time: 7.30
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The crowd roars as Ruby and Jordan have their arms raised in victory!
CENTURION: Big win for Ruby and Jordan Reed! Reed has just earned himself a contract to compete on Monday Night Brawl!
DERRICK DIAMOND: What a team these two made!
Cameras catch CJ Phoenix jotting some notes down in his notebook. Coding Rhodes slides back into the ring with a chair in hand!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Wait a second!
Rhodes whacks Darling across the back taking her down! Reed spins around and is met with a shot to the gut by the head of the chair by Rhodes! Milk Mason is getting back to his feet and is handed the chair by Rhodes. Mason sizes up Reed and waffles him in the skull with a chairshot that dents the chair and sends Reed to the mat.
The crowd boos intently as Milk Mason and Coding Rhodes stand tall over Ruby Darling and Jordan Reed.
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In the back of the arena, security was trying to stop this one of a kind tour bus from entering because they have no idea who or what is in there. But, if you take a closer look at the side of the tour bus, then you will see who has arrived.
Only The Fortunate Ones will have their own tour bus, but once again, when J Mont is involved, it cannot be just a tour bus. This outrageous, one of a kind is a 2 story tour bus that expands sideways and even has a pop up nightclub. And how can we forget about the sky lounge that transforms into a yacht-like deck space. Somehow, with all this weight and amazing features, it still puts out 600 horsepower. And let’s not forget the 3 million dollars in cost it took to get this puppy ready to invade Monday Night Brawl. You all can thank Chris Page for this because J Mont is one of the highest paid talents EVER in the WGWF history.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I need to call Mont and get a ride in that bad boy.
CENTURION: It will be repo’d in 90 days. Mark my words. You will see Bobby fighting off J Mont, while Ron rides away to Lizard Lick with it.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I'm starting to think you have a man crush on Bobby!
CENTURION: I still don't see why Bobby didn’t choose Juicy when he had the chance.
DERRICK DIAMOND: That is just sick. You need help, Cent.
The tour bus comes to a complete stop and as the driver's door opens up, you have security all around it. The driver would like to get out, but has nowhere to hop down to. Finally, the security backs off a little to let the man get down and explain what is going on. When the driver lands on his feet, and shows his face, it's like you've seen a ghost.
The driver motions to the security to calm down.
DRIVER DAK: Everyone, I am the driver for The Fortunate Ones and I was instructed to bring them here tonight. That was my job and I am just trying to do it.
SECURITY: What's your name?
The wannabe toy cop gets his notepad out.
DRIVER DAK: My name is Dak, but we have done nothing wrong.
As security and Dak are getting into it, you can see the side of the tour bus suddenly go in an upward motion and before you know it, you see J Mont, Amber and the Smash World Champion Enigma all looking at the security who think they are going to stop them from entering the building.
J MONT: OK! OK! OK! Who is getting fired tonight?
All of the security look at one another and don't know what to do now. Seems like the power they thought they had is all gone now.
J MONT: You have 2 choices and it’s pretty simple. You can either A- Just go back to your little booth’s you have or hallways you stand in and make your 10 dollars an hour while we enter the building. Or B- I will have you all fired right now, because I can.
Security has never run in all directions like this before. Everyone takes off before they get fired. The Fortunate Ones are here and are about to enter the building.
AMBER MANSLEY: Why are we here at the B Show AGAIN?
J MONT: Rumor has it, that MOST of the ROSTER was not happy with our comments or actions last show. So, why not come back and do it again to get another rile out of them.
AMBER MANSLEY: So once again, we have to save the B Show before they are canceled off the network?
J MONT: I am the NETWORK. The B Show will stay on the air for as long as i want it too. Only reason they even have that high of a score is because of Cholo and the Ramseys. Take them away and this is worse than that show DADS which generated a 0% rating and only lasted 1 season. They can thank us later.
J Mont looks over at Enigma, the man who speaks when he wants to speak. They both nod their heads at one another.
AMBER MANSLEY: Is this a guy thing? I never get a nod.
The Fortunate Ones enjoy a laugh together and are showing the world that they are a well oiled group. As they make their way towards the doors to enter the arena, Dak is left in the back with the tour bus. As Enigma and Amber enter the building, J Mont is holding the door and turns around.
J MONT: Hey Dak, make sure you guard that tour bus with your life or else………and you do not want to know what that ELSE is.
J Mont has entered as the door behind him closes. The Fortunate Ones are inside tonight for Monday Night Brawl. Security ran away. Dak is left with a 3 million dollar tour bus to protect and this show is about to go to hell quite possibly.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I Hope J Mont can work a trade out and I end up on the Smash Brand.
CENTURION: Please. I approve of that message.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Or Fire you which i know i can get J Mont to do.
CENTURION: Page signed me to an Ironclad contract. I am safe.
DERRICK DIAMOND: And everyone on the Brawl Roster thought they were safe from The Fortunate Ones but they keep showing up on the B Show.
CENTURION: You really are a moron. You are calling the show you announce for the B Show. Goes to show how slow and dumb you really are.
Things were about to pick back up inside the arena, but the back doors swing open as The Fortunate Ones are back. J Mont, Amber and Enigma are walking fast towards the tour bus.
J MONT: Jesus Dak. I cannot believe how stupid you can be. It’s almost like you are in the playoffs and instead of throwing to your own teammate, you throw it to the opposing team. Or Fumbling at the goaline.
DRIVER DAK: What seems to be the problem Mr. Montuori?
J MONT: We realized as we were walking down the halls that someone was missing.
Dak, J Mont, Amber and Enigma all look at the front of the tour bus where you see Flash Rotten tied to the front, but he never said anything when all that commotion was going on because he passed out. Flash, in a standing position, looks lifeless.
DRIVER DAK:When did you guys do this?
J MONT: Listen Mac, I mean Dak. We do not pay you to think, speak or give us any advice. You sit in that driver's seat like the good little Texas bitch you are, and just drive.
AMBER MANSLEY: Yeah little bitch. Sit down and listen to us like the Brawl Roster does.
J Mont speeds over and kicks the glass, which shatters all over the place. Getting to the fire extinguisher, J Mont walks over to the Flash and unloads it on him.
Flash wakes up instantly and has no idea where he is. J Mont puts down the Extinguisher as the dust finally settles and Flash is still tied up, but awoken and confused.
FLASH ROTTEN: I will take a Big Montana, Large with Curly Fries and a Large Diet Pepsi. And another Big Montana on the side.
For all you non Arby fans out there, a Big Montana is a Half pound of roast beef on a giant sesame seed bun. Flash has lost his marbles.
J MONT: We are not at fuckin Arby’s Flash. We are in Salt Lake City, Utah.
FLASH ROTTEN: Well shit, can someone please untie me so I can go get a damn Utah Scones.
And for the record. The reason that Flash was tied to the front of the Tour bus was that we are tired of hearing about Arby’s, he had some bad gas, and he’s just too damn big. But, The Fortunate Ones are now working together to untie Flash from the straps and bungee cords that held him up on his ride. No one knows just how far they drove with him on the front, but the best part is that security never said a word about him when they were talking to the driver about things. Great job on their part and great hires by Chris Page and company. After a few more minutes, Flash is finally down. Hungry as usual, but drenched from the fire extinguisher.
FLASH ROTTEN: I swear that joke had Sonya Benson written all over it.
Amber gets into the face of Flash.
AMBER MANSLEY: She is gone Tubby. We got rid of her as you saw. And if you want to follow in her footsteps, keep talking dumb shit like that. I'm starting to think you belong on the Brawl Brand.
J MONT: Ok, let's all just settle down. Anyone down for Arby’s?
That even got a smirk out of Enigma as everyone is laughing at Flash as they make their ways towards the arena once again. This time with Flash Rotten.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Poor Flash. The guy just keeps falling and falling and falling.
CENTURION: You have to wonder how much more Flash can take from these guys.
DERRICK DIAMOND: If Flash is smart, he will shut up and take it from them.
CENTURION: Of course you would say that you kiss ass.
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The crowd goes absolutely nuts as “Welcome Home” by Coheed and Cambria hits the speaker system and the man of the hour steps through the curtain, stopping at the top of the ramp. He stands there dressed in a Navy blue glen-checked Super 180’s wool Brunico suit and a pair of Midnight blue and white suede sneakers.
CENTURION: And here he is folks! We saw him a couple of weeks ago in this very ring, taking on Tristan Slater but before that he was the runner-up in The Cannabis Cup Tournament!
DERRICK DIAMOND: And Cent, he almost became the new WGWF Heavyweight Champion, losing out to Cholo!
CENTURION: That he did, Double Dee! He's had quite the colorful return to the WGWF!
The music continues as Devlin makes his way to the ring, slapping hands and fist-bumping fans. He makes it to the steps, slowly walking up them before wiping his feet on the apron and climbing through the ropes, asking for a microphone which he duly receives, and paces slowly as the music dies out being replaced by the sound of the crowd chanting along to the “woooahoooo, wooooahoooo” at the end of Devlin’s theme. He smirks as he stops against the ropes facing one side of the crowd…
DEVLIN KNIGHT: Man… What a difference a couple of months makes, eh?! I mean I walk back into the CCP Arena and announce my intentions, I co-win the Last Chance Battle Royale, alongside the awesome Spencer Adams… Intention one, sold! I then went to The Cannabis Cup, I tore the house down with Dubois, fortunate enough to come out on top! Then going against another master of the game in Sam Chatman, both of these guys giving me the absolute best of what they're capable of! Intention two, sold!
The crowd go nuts, chanting Devlin’s name as he pushes himself away from the ropes and paces again before his face turns serious and solemn.
DEVLIN KNIGHT: And then, then things came to an abrupt end, when we found out that the final of The Cannabis Cup was going to be myself against the EXCEPTIONAL Cholo! But not only that… But it was also going to be for THE WGWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP! Owing to Enigma choosing to maintain status as the Smash Heavyweight Champion after defeating Peter Vaughn…
And we all know what happened then, don't we? I tried my absolute best, I gave Cholo everything I had for that match and I know he did the same, but it was indeed he who came out on top and low and behold suddenly the greatest WGWF Intercontinental Champion becomes THE NEW WGWF World Heavyweight Champion! And kudos to you, Cholo! You did what I would have hoped you could have done against somebody else in that ring but at the end of the day, had it been someone else I wouldn't be standing where I am now!
Devlin stops as the crowd begin chanting for the WGWF World Champion this time whilst Devlin nods and applauds.
DEVLIN KNIGHT: That’s right… Cholo, Cholo, Cholo! Te amo hermano, eres una leyenda! That guy deserves to be holding that belt if anyone does, that's for sure! And so now it leads Devlin down a brand new path, a path our esteemed World Champion already walked…
The Intercontinental Title…
Last week was supposed to be the beginning of that new chapter and unfortunately it didn't go my way because I ended up facing a guy who was a lot faster than me and had more agility than me that night. It was slightly embarrassing losing to a count-out, never what you want on your win-loss record and I'm sure Tristan did not want to win that way either but as I say… Moving on and the Intercontinental Championship. You see in th…-
Before Devlin can go any further he’s cut off.
CENTURION: Wait just a second.
Devlin cuts his attention toward the top of the ramp where Tristan Slater walks out to the top of the ramp to a big reception from the crowd. Tristan stops and gazes out across the sold out arena before his gaze focuses on Devlin Knight.
DERRICK DIAMOND: We were scheduled to hear from Tristan Slater later on tonight, but all signs point to not waiting around because Tristan is on his way to the ring!
The response intensifies with every step Tristan starts to take toward the ring. Devlin can be seen preparing for anything as he watches Slater make the walk toward the ring. Tristan climbs up on the ring apron and reaches out for a microphone that he’s handed by ring attendant before Slater steps through the ropes and into the ring.
CENTURION: There’s no denying that Slater and Knight tore it down two weeks ago, but a countout wasn’t the desired result either man wanted.
The music fades away leaving a solid ovation for Slater and Knight. Flashbulbs start flickering off from all over the area. Tristan raises his microphone and begins to address Devlin.
TRISTAN SLATER: Before you get the wrong idea, I’m not dressed to fight cha because tonight I come in peace.
Devlin begins to relax just a bit.
TRISTAN SLATER: I’ve had two long weeks to sit back and think about how things turned out, and as much as I would love to hold that win over your head… I can’t… Because you and I both know that a count-out win means nothing for guys like you and me. Guys like us thrive on being able to definitively look our adversaries in the eyes knowing there is no choice but to admit defeat, and currently… I can’t do that.
Tristan then states.
TRISTAN SLATER: It’s not a matter of IF our paths cross again inside these ropes, it’s a matter of WHEN as far as I’m concerned… and it could be as soon as FIRST DANCE because not only do I plan on Qualifying but I intend on winning the Intercontinental Championship.
The crowd chant “Tristan, Devlin, Tristan, Devlin” as Knight takes in what Slater has said. He purses his lips and nods, looking down at the microphone before he brings it back to his mouth.
DEVLIN KNIGHT: I knew it wasn't in you to see that through as a win Tristan, because like me you hold yourself to a higher standard than that… You see yourself as a better person, a better wrestler than that and you can't accept that's the way you beat me… But the truth is, it is a perfectly acceptable way to win a match and you did just that.
Devlin and Tristan exchange a few polite words that are inaudible as both microphones are down by their sides as the crowd continues to cheer and chant. Devlin lifts the mic again.
DEVLIN KNIGHT: But hey… As you say, there's every chance you and I will meet again, because we still need to find out who is the better wrestler and yes that chance could come as soon as FIRST DANCE!
Tristan smirks before responding with.
TRISTAN SLATER: One second means the world.
Quickly Tristan transitions.
TRISTAN SLATER: Ya know, I couldn’t help but notice that over the last several weeks you’ve been approaching various people trying to get something off your chest yet it seems nobody is prepared to give you the time of day. Well, I’m here… and I’m listening.
Devlin nods a little and shrugs as he turns a little toward the crowd…
DEVLIN KNIGHT: Yeah, well it was to be expected after everything I've done before now. What's that saying? A Snake can shed its skin as much as it wants, but in the end, it's still a Snake. Not always accurate, especially not in my case, but I guess that's the stigma that I'm carrying around with me and I've got to either learn to live with it, or push much harder which is my intention.
Devlin steps back slightly so he's addressing the crowd as much as Tristan now.
DEVLIN KNIGHT: And you're right, I have got a lot to get off my chest and I've been trying to speak to people regarding the tumor that's burrowing its way deep into the WGWF core, and by that of course I do mean the likes of The Fortunate Ones! And not just the likes of them, but THEM.
The crowd boo at the mention of J Mont and his little group of sidekicks as the serious expression on Devlin’s face stays resolute. He speaks again.
DEVLIN KNIGHT: But of course the issue appears to be that I too, was once one of their ilk and it wasn't even that long ago and so of course the question people will be asking is why the hell should we trust that Devlin Knight is no longer that asshole, just because he's changed his name? I'm well aware that I've got a lot of proving to do, not only to the guys and girls in the back or to each and every one of these people who for some ungodly reason recently have begun to chant my name…
As if on cue, the “Devlin - Devlin - Devlin” Chants start up again, bringing a chuckle from Tristan and an open palmed shrug from Knight.
DEVLIN KNIGHT: But I've also got a lot of proving to do, to myself! And for me, that begins with First Dance and getting hold of the Intercontinental Title! Because I plan on being the best damn IC Champ the WGWF has ever seen… And Tristan? I wish you all the best in your pursuit of the belt too, just know I'm not coming for it ill-prepared…
Devlin offers a handshake to Slater. Tristan looks down at Devlin’s hand and then back up to Devlin and shrugs before walking toward the ropes and exiting the ring leaving Devlin hanging high and dry. Devlin merely shakes his head. Cameras cut to CJ Phoenix next to the commentary table jotting more notes down in his notebook. We fade.
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Derrick Diamond and Centurion are discussing the next match that will come up shortly when suddenly we see the Titan Tron change from the Monday Night Bawl Logo to a previously recorded video. The shot opens up inside a rather banged up Pink Cadillac as we hear ABC from the Jackson 5 come out of some old speakers that are attached to an even older 8 track. The camera slowly moves upwards towards a balloon that is shaped in the form of a dog.
Voice: ABC, is like Do Re Mi!!!
Squeaks a rather high pitch voice behind the camera as we see a hand move towards the 8 track and turns it off. The hand is inside a white glove that has a rather large ring on the ring finger as it slowly turns away from the 8 track and back upon the steering wheel.
Voice: Why did you do that for?? It’s my favourite song!!!!
Voice 2:: You know that the speakers tend to blow up if we play music for way too long, once we made some serious bucks we can finally live life the way we always wanted to.
Says a much deeper voice from behind the camera that is clearly being hand held by the figure with the high pitch voice as it is slowly turning towards the other one, who stops it midway.
Voice 2: This isn’t the time for that yet my friend, we need to keep the crowd excited for our reveal.
The hand pushes the camera back towards the front windshield, causing it to look upwards towards the rear view mirror as we see some green curly hairs emerge as the same hand alters the view as the hairs disappear.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Whomever this is he sure as hell needs to get a perm, curls are so 1990’s!!!
Voice 2: But in the mean time to kill some time, why don’t we at least give our soon to be fans a small taste of what they can expect.
Voice 1: Good idea St…
Voice 2: Ssst!! Remember, we cannot give them our names just yet my little friend.
Voice 1: Oh yeah, you are right. So what you got in mind…. Friend???
Voice 2: Why don’t we give them a taste of our musical talents and start to sing a song we both like???
Voice 1: That’s a great idea!!! What about Mary had a little lamb???
Voice 2: Hmmm, I was thinking more down the lines of a bit more current.
Voice 1: Hmmm, what about Ice, Ice Baby???
The crowd pops for the suggestion as we hear the voice of the other figure.
Voice 2: That is a bit more recent I admit, but you know I am not much of a beat box talent.
The crowd lets out a small boo as we hear the high pitch voice once more.
Voice 1: I know!! What about Don’t Worry Be Happy???
Voice 2: You mean from Bobby McFerrin???
Voice 1: That’s the one!!!!
Voice 2: Now that’s a great idea, why don’t we do a small rehearsal for our future fans to be knocked off their seats a bit later on okay???
Voice 1: Yes!! You are always so smart St….
Voice 2: Sssst!!!
The shot fades as we see a confused look on Centurion’s face.
CENTURION: Is this America got talent?
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The bell has rang as we see Hixx and Hernandez circle each other, the established and returning Hernandez mocks the newcomer in Hixx. Only to have the newcomer retaliate by slapping away the hand that was directed at her. this causes Hernandez to charge in on her, Hixx sidesteps before tripping Hernandez with a drop toe hold. She follows it up with a standing Moonsault on Hernandez before going for the quick cover.
1!!
Tw…
Hernandez manages to get her shoulder off the canvas, gets in the face of Hixx as she blasts her across the face with a stiff right before turning her attention to the official and start to argue with him about the pin.
Centurion: I don’t know what has gotten into Brooke lately, but that new attitude may cost her matches.
Derek Diamond: Whatever it is, I wouldn’t want to get on her bad side Cent.
Hixx gets back to her feet, gets behind Hernandez as she spins her around, kicks her in the midsection before executing a Scissors Kick to the back of her head. This causes Hernandez to drop down to the canvas before Hixx runs the ropes and comes off the ropes with a Springboard Leg Drop, but hits the canvas as Hernandez had it scouted.Hernandez quickly rolls up the stunned Hixx, holding on to the tights as the official starts to count
1!!!
2!!!
The official suddenly breaks the count as he notices the illegal tactics from Hernandez and warns her, Hernandez backs off as she pretends to not know what just happened.
Derek Diamond: I guess she “Accidently” Tried some unusual tactics from her part!!
Centurion: Accidently?? Oh please…
Hernandez accepts the warnings as she walks past the official, she rolls her eyes and grabs a handful of hair from Hixx as she sets her up for a Guttwrench Suplex and drops Hixx before going for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
Thr…
But Hixx manages to get her shoulder off on time, this infuriates Hernandez as she grabs Hixx by the head and drives her face into the canvas as the official starts to use the five count on her to stop the tactics
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
4!!!!
Hernandez was counting along and lets go after the count of four, she gets up and parades proudly as the fans boo the former fan favourite. She ignores them as she grabs Hixx by the hair once more and pulls her up to her feet before going for a Snap Suplex, but Hixx manages to block it. Hernandez tries again, but once more it is Hixx that blocks it as she manages to execute the Snap Suplex on Hernandez. This causes Hernandez to sit upwards, gasping for air as she has a look of shock on her face as she had not expected this to happen from the newcomer. Hixx runs the ropes and comes off the ropes with a running knee into the face of Hernandez before going for a standing Moonsault into a pinning position.
1!!!
2!!!
Thr..
This time it is Hernandez that gets her shoulder off in time as we see Hixx climb the top turnbuckles as she measures Hernandez, who is slowly getting to her feet. Hernandez turns around as we see Hixx come off the turnbuckles with a Missile Dropkick, but Hernandez manages to catch both legs and drops Hixx on her back before slowly starting to turn her around on her stomach for a Boston Crab submission hold.
Centurion: Great counter from Hernandez!!!
Wgetting her from putting her entirely on her stomach as she now is resting upon her left shoulder. Hernandez uses all of her strength in an attempt to put Hixx over, but the newcomer uses all of her leg strength to push out of the predicament and throw Hernandez on her back as the fans are starting a Holy Shit chant in excitement of what they are seeing.
Derek Diamond: Holywhat???
Centurion: Never mind!!! This is great action!!!
Both women get up to their feet at the same time, Hernandez runs after Hixx who runs towards the ropes. Hixx ducks the clothesline as she runs to the opposite side of the ring and jumps the ropes for a Springboard Back Elbow. But Hernandez catches her as she attempts to lock her hands behind the back of Hixx’s her neck. But Hixx pushes her upper body away from Hernandez, spins forward as she locks her legs underneath the arms of Hernandez and executes an inventive rollup into a pinning position.
1!!!
2!!!
Thr…
Hernandez barely manages to get her shoulder off the canvas, she has clearly forgot where Hixx is as the newcomer has spun her around and lifts her up for a Fallaway Slam. She quickly climbs the top turnbuckle while watching Hernandez slowly get back to her feet. Hernandez slowly turns around towards Hixx, who jumps off the turnbuckle to execute her Diving Corkscrew Stunner before going for the pin
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: LATOYA HIXX
Match Time: 5:54
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Latoya gets to get feet where her arm is raised in victory.
CENTURION: Latoya Hixx picks up the win!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Hixx bounces back! All it takes is one win to start building momentum!
CJ Phoenix is shown jotting down notes on what he’s seen.
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Let’s cut to the backstage area of the Delta Center and standing by is Denise Essex. She looks a little confused as to exactly what is going on, but she’s a professional and professionals do professional things in the face of adversity. Or something like that.
DENISE ESSEX: I am joined at this time by Bobby Ray Willis, who was able to win in his debut match on the last episode of Brawl and became the new number one contender to the Television Championship. And who, for some unknown reason, will be reading from a prepared statement. I honestly don’t know what this is about, but here we go. Bobby Ray?
You’d think he’d be happy and all since winning that match on the last Brawl. But for some reason, he’s wearing a black blank t-shirt with a black sports jacket and has an equally dull look on his face. Even his magnificent hair has been pulled back as not to be a distraction. Bobby Ray is flanked by his entourage, the brother and sister duo of Cooper and Doll E. Pardon. The two of them also seem very serious. There’s an overall feeling that someone just died.
BOBBY RAY: Thank you, Denise. This is going to be hard to read and get through, so bare with me.
Bobby Ray unwraps a sheet of paper from the inside part of his jacket and takes a long, almost too long, deep breath. He takes a moment to read his words before saying them outloud, in fact you can see his mouth move, and only when Cooper places his hand on his shoulder does Bobby Ray begin to speak.
BOBBY RAY: Let me first just start by apologizing to all that I have offended, but mostly let me apologize to WGWF management and especially to General Manager Candice Page. I’d like to add that I believe that Candice Page has done an absolutely fabulous job in constructing the greatest roster in all of professional wrestling and I’d like to thank her personally for drafting me. To the many, many Bobby Ray Willis fans out there, I would also like to apologize. I know that I am a role model to many young fans, and I know that I have let you down. As Clint Eastwood playing Detective Harry Callahan in Magnum Force said, “a good man always know his limi--
Denise has had enough at this point, as she is completely lost and decides to cut Bobby Ray off right there in the middle of a Clint Eastwood quote. Doll E is one hundred percent shocked.
DENISE ESSEX: What are you talking about?
Now the rest of them look shocked. Bobby Ray has to take a second in order to recover.
BOBBY RAY: What do you mean, what am I talking about? We all know why I was asked to give a speech during this time.
DENISE ESSEX: Yeah, it was supposed to be you addressing your upcoming Television title match against Jenny Myst that has been announced at the First Dance PPV in January. Why? What do you think this was about?
Now there’s a real look of confusion on everyone’s face. Bobby Ray turns red in the face and whips his head over towards Cooper. Cooper doesn’t know what to say at this point, but is going to do his best to have an answer.
COOP PARDON: What Bobby Ray meant to say is that he cannot wait to face Jenny Myst for the Television championship in January and that in no way the allegations by PETA and Ingrid Newkirk will be a distraction to that match. We will be ready.
Well now, Coop just opened an entire can of worms and Denise is ready to pounce.
DENISE ESSEX: What allegations by PETA and Ingrid Newkirk?
Bobby Ray looks like he wants to say something, but Coop is just going to continue.
COOP PARDON: All we can say at this point, Denise, is that any allegations by Ms. Newkirk about cocaine being motorboated off her chest by myself or by Bobby Ray are just that… allegations. At no point was cocaine motorboated! It was ranch dressing mix, because we were celebrating Bobby Ray’s victory with hot wings.
Denise’s jaw drops, Coop is going to just keep on talking as Bobby Ray is seen apologizing to Doll E in the background.
COOP PARDON: Did things get out of hand? Yes. Was it Ms. Newkirk’s idea to have Bobby Ray motorboat the mix? Probably yes. She only got upset when she did not enjoy the hot wings, because she couldn’t handle Texas spicy. The ball is in your lawyer’s court, Ms. Newkirk.
Doll E smacks Bobby Ray across the face after she yells the word “motorboat!” really really loudly. She then storms off, Bobby Ray chases off after her thus ending the backstage interview, but that’s not going to stop Coop from shooting his shot.
COOP PARDON: So, what are you doing later?
DENISE ESSEX: Oh no.
With that Denise walks off and we cut away.
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WGWF cameras cut to Jenny, who is sitting in catering. She has a pink solo cup filled with juice, and is enjoying a large piece of spongecake. Her pink plastic knife and fork cuts into the puffy cake as a shadow appears next to her and Jenny turns to look, a mouth full of cake.
“Hey Jen!”
“Miriam, you wait here”, she tells her belt, which is propped up next to her on its own chair. She stands up and the camera pans around to a much taller woman, who looked down at the champion with a big smile on her face.
Jenny wiped her mouth and looked up at the Amazon in front of her.
“Well….aren’t you a tall drink of water.”
“You’re even prettier in person.”
Jenny blushed a little, crossing her feet. She wasn’t used to compliments.
“What can I help you with, Mamma Ostrich?”
“My name is Ruby…..and I just wanted to finally meet you in person.”
Jenny’s face curled. The name registered with her. Ruby…….Ruby……
“..........Ruby, the one who sent me all the fan mail last week?”
“I hope you liked them, I wrote them with love!”
“Yeah……not really.”
Jenny stepped back, picking up her solo cup of juice and taking an audible sip before putting it back down on the catering table.
“..........you certainly seem to be a ‘fan’ of mine. So, come on, lift the shirt, lets get it over with. Did you bring a sharpie?”
Ruby covered her chest, and this time her face flushed.
“What are you talking about?!”
“You obviously want me to sign your chesticals. So, come on, whip em out, lets get this over with so I can go beat up Goliath in a Party City Wig…..”
Ruby looked perplexed. “Did you read the last letter……..”
“You sent so many!”
Ruby sized her up, all 5 feet of her.
“...........you’ll do just fine.”
Jenny looked back at her spongecake with longing eyes.
“I’m sorry but I am not picking up what you’re putting down…….I’ll do just fine?”
Ruby laughs, patting Jenny on the head.
“Just fine.”
Ruby walks away, leaving Jenny looking confused and a little perturbed.
Jenny huffs, taking Miriam and slinging it over her shoulder before staring into the distance before walking away.
DERRICK DIAMOND: What the hell did we just witness?
CENTURION: Weirdness just seems to find our TV champ.
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We see Todrick stand in one of the corners of the ring with Austin on the outside while we see Artemis upon the other side with Donatello in hers. Todrick starts to clap his hands as he comes out of the corner while Artemis just has attention for herself as she turns her attention towards Donatello and tells him something. Donatello walks over towards the announcers as he grabs a microphone.
Donatello: Miss Artemis wishes you all to keep the noise down, she has a very delicate hearing. Thank you.
The crowd reacts in a negative way, booing the muse of Artemis as the two argue with he official about it before Todrick grabs Artemis by the arm. Spinning her around, whipping her into the ropes and prepares her for a superkick.
Centurion: Artemis sure as hell got herself out of danger thanks to Donatello’s warning
Artemis had grabbed hold of the top rope as Donatello shouted towards her, warning about the Super Kick coming. Todrick runs towards her, causing Artemis to lean down and grab hold of the top rope, causing Todrick to fall over the top rope to the outside as Artemis rises up to her feet and adjusts her gear before running the ropes and dives through the middle and top rope, crashing into Todrick as this sends Todrick into the barricades as the crowd boos Artemis. She starts to kick away at Todrick before we see Donatello get in front of her, standing between her and Austin Ramsey as he walked over towards their side of the ring to check in on Todrick.
Derek Diamond: I am sure Donatello is a tough guy in his own mind, but I wouldn’t start something with Austin!!
The official warns the two to get to their neutral corner as we see Artemis set Todrick up for an Irish Whip into the steel steps, only to have Todrick reverse it as it sends her into the barricades as he set her up towards the apron. He then clotheslines Artemis down to the canvas as she staggered away from the apron as the official continues the ten count
4!!
5!!
6!!!
Todrick grabs hold of Artemis and whips her underneath the bottom rope before hopping onto the apron, setting himself up to execute an aerial move as he jumps the top rope and executes a Springboard Elbow Drop to Artemis as he comes crashing down hard upon the canvas
Centurion: Ouch!! That is one way to dislocate your elbow!!
Artemis is all over Todrick like a shark, kicking against the bad arm before placing the arm between her legs as she drops her weight on the elbow as this causes Todrick to scream out in agonizing pain while rolling around the ring while holding onto his elbow. Artemis immediately grabs it and places the arm upon the canvas before driving her knee into the elbow joint as she jumps upon the air while holding onto the arm. She then prepares to lock Todrick into an Armbar, wanting to hyper extend the arm as she pulls backwards as Todrick desperately tries to lock his fingers from both hands in order to prevent Artemis to extend his arm before she kicks him in the face and finally succeeds in doing so.
Centurion: Liking Artemis or not, but that is a great tactic to go after a painful ligament!!
Todrick is trying to reach the ropes with feet, but the both of them are too much in the middle of the ring to do so. Trying to push his upper body off the canvas as the official is checking in on him whether he wishes to submit as Austin starts to scream out support to Todrick to back him up. Todrick manages to slowly get to his feet while Artemis has the hold still locked in until Todrick manages to get her shoulders on the canvas for a pin
1!!
2!!
Artemis kicks Todrick in the face before letting go off the hold and rolls away, both get to their feet as they charge in on each other. Todrick ducks a clothesline, jumps the ropes and comes off the ropes with a flying forearm with his other arm as he tries to protect his bad arm as he connects with Artemis. He picks her up, setting her up for a Body Slam and manages in doing so before executing a standing Moonsault on top of Artemis.
1!!
2!!
Thr…
Artemis kicks out of the pin attempt that follows up the Standing Moonsault Todrick runs the ropes, runs towards the opposite ropes as he passes Artemis to built speed and sets himself up for a running knee to her face that crashes her head back into the canvas before he starts to go for a cover but there is no three count.
Centurion: What the?? What is he doing upon the ring apron???
We see Donatello distracting the referee, trying to put back on his shoe that somehow managed to get off his feet while the official is telling him to get off the apron.
Derek Diamond: I bet it is very difficult to keep those Gucci shoes attached to your feet if they are this small!!
Centurion: Since when are you a fashion critique??
Todrick gets up, annoyed as he walks over towards the official and pushes him away before pulling Donatello inside the ring by grabbing him by the arms and throws him inside. He then runs towards the ropes and sets him up for a flying assault, only to be knocked down by a Super Kick from out of nowhere by Artemis as Donatello rolls out of the ring.
Centurion: Damn that prick Donatello!!!
Derek Diamond: HEY!!! You realize that I had made a deal with him for some Armani shirts!!!
Artemis drops a leg across the throat of Todrick before climbing the top turnbuckles, there she sets herself up for an Elbow Drop off the turnbuckles that connects upon the chest of Todrick before going for a cover as she grabs hold of Todrick’s tights.
1!!!
2!!!
The official stops the three count as he notices the tights being pulled, telling Artemis to stop the fuckery or else he would disqualify her. Artemis is in the corner, dropping to her knees and pleads her case to the official that Todrick somehow managed to grab hold of her hair as Donatello also has gotten to her side and shouts out some lies. This causes Todrick to move behind the official, getting between the official and Artemis when Artemis pokes his eye before rolling Todrick up into a small package.
1!!!
2!!!
Thre….
Todrick manages to kick out as Artemis has grabbed hold of the tights once again, both get up to their feet as Todrick misses a clothesline due to his lack of vision as Artemis jumps his back for a choke hold from behind. Todrick grabs hold of her waist and drops backwards, landing on top of Artemis as this move causes her to let go off the hold that she had around his throat.
Centurion: This could be the break that Todrick was looking for against Artemis!!!
Todrick has rolled off of Artemis, leaning upon his elbows as he tries to catch his breath while looking over towards the seemingly out of it Artemis.
Derek Diamond: Todrick shouldn’t be wasting too much time like this!!!
Todrick finally jumps over towards Artemis and goes for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
Thre…
Artemis manages to get her shoulder off the canvas at the final moment, causing Todrick to get frustrated as he realizes that he was a moment too late. He slowly gets to his feet, grabs hold of Artemis by the arm as he drags her towards the corner, there he pushes her to her feet and whips her towards the opposite corner and follows it up with a running Splash against the back of Artemis before grabbing hold of her head as he sets her up for a Bulldog headlock. He runs out of the corner and drops the move before going for another cover.
1!!!
2!!!
Thr…
But somehow once again Artemis manages to get her shoulder off the canvas at the final moment, causing the camera to zoom in on the face of Todrick with the biggest shock upon his face.
Centurion: How close was that??!!!!
Derek Diamond: Two and three quarters at least!!!
Todrick slaps the canvas once before turning his attention back to Artemis. He grabs her arm to pull her up to her feet and whips her into the ropes. He sets her up for a Back Body Drop, but Artemis grabs hold of the ropes and then slides out of the ring to catch a breather. Todrick measures her and runs the ropes, only to fall flat on his face as we see Donatello grab hold of his ankles and trip him as the official was being distracted by Artemis.
Centurion: Damnit!! That damn muse got himself interfering once again!!!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
We see Todrick stand in one of the corners of the ring with Austin on the outside while we see Artemis upon the other side with Donatello in hers. Todrick starts to clap his hands as he comes out of the corner while Artemis just has attention for herself as she turns her attention towards Donatello and tells him something. Donatello walks over towards the announcers as he grabs a microphone.
Donatello: Miss Artemis wishes you all to keep the noise down, she has a very delicate hearing. Thank you.
The crowd reacts in a negative way, booing the muse of Artemis as the two argue with he official about it before Todrick grabs Artemis by the arm. Spinning her around, whipping her into the ropes and prepares her for a superkick.
Centurion: Artemis sure as hell got herself out of danger thanks to Donatello’s warning
Artemis had grabbed hold of the top rope as Donatello shouted towards her, warning about the Super Kick coming. Todrick runs towards her, causing Artemis to lean down and grab hold of the top rope, causing Todrick to fall over the top rope to the outside as Artemis rises up to her feet and adjusts her gear before running the ropes and dives through the middle and top rope, crashing into Todrick as this sends Todrick into the barricades as the crowd boos Artemis. She starts to kick away at Todrick before we see Donatello get in front of her, standing between her and Austin Ramsey as he walked over towards their side of the ring to check in on Todrick.
Derek Diamond: I am sure Donatello is a tough guy in his own mind, but I wouldn’t start something with Austin!!
The official warns the two to get to their neutral corner as we see Artemis set Todrick up for an Irish Whip into the steel steps, only to have Todrick reverse it as it sends her into the barricades as he set her up towards the apron. He then clotheslines Artemis down to the canvas as she staggered away from the apron as the official continues the ten count
4!!
5!!
6!!!
Todrick grabs hold of Artemis and whips her underneath the bottom rope before hopping onto the apron, setting himself up to execute an aerial move as he jumps the top rope and executes a Springboard Elbow Drop to Artemis as he comes crashing down hard upon the canvas
Centurion: Ouch!! That is one way to dislocate your elbow!!
Artemis is all over Todrick like a shark, kicking against the bad arm before placing the arm between her legs as she drops her weight on the elbow as this causes Todrick to scream out in agonizing pain while rolling around the ring while holding onto his elbow. Artemis immediately grabs it and places the arm upon the canvas before driving her knee into the elbow joint as she jumps upon the air while holding onto the arm. She then prepares to lock Todrick into an Armbar, wanting to hyper extend the arm as she pulls backwards as Todrick desperately tries to lock his fingers from both hands in order to prevent Artemis to extend his arm before she kicks him in the face and finally succeeds in doing so.
Centurion: Liking Artemis or not, but that is a great tactic to go after a painful ligament!!
Todrick is trying to reach the ropes with feet, but the both of them are too much in the middle of the ring to do so. Trying to push his upper body off the canvas as the official is checking in on him whether he wishes to submit as Austin starts to scream out support to Todrick to back him up. Todrick manages to slowly get to his feet while Artemis has the hold still locked in until Todrick manages to get her shoulders on the canvas for a pin
1!!
2!!
Artemis kicks Todrick in the face before letting go off the hold and rolls away, both get to their feet as they charge in on each other. Todrick ducks a clothesline, jumps the ropes and comes off the ropes with a flying forearm with his other arm as he tries to protect his bad arm as he connects with Artemis. He picks her up, setting her up for a Body Slam and manages in doing so before executing a standing Moonsault on top of Artemis.
1!!
2!!
Thr…
Artemis kicks out of the pin attempt that follows up the Standing Moonsault Todrick runs the ropes, runs towards the opposite ropes as he passes Artemis to built speed and sets himself up for a running knee to her face that crashes her head back into the canvas before he starts to go for a cover but there is no three count.
Centurion: What the?? What is he doing upon the ring apron???
We see Donatello distracting the referee, trying to put back on his shoe that somehow managed to get off his feet while the official is telling him to get off the apron.
Derek Diamond: I bet it is very difficult to keep those Gucci shoes attached to your feet if they are this small!!
Centurion: Since when are you a fashion critique??
Todrick gets up, annoyed as he walks over towards the official and pushes him away before pulling Donatello inside the ring by grabbing him by the arms and throws him inside. He then runs towards the ropes and sets him up for a flying assault, only to be knocked down by a Super Kick from out of nowhere by Artemis as Donatello rolls out of the ring.
Centurion: Damn that prick Donatello!!!
Derek Diamond: HEY!!! You realize that I had made a deal with him for some Armani shirts!!!
Artemis drops a leg across the throat of Todrick before climbing the top turnbuckles, there she sets herself up for an Elbow Drop off the turnbuckles that connects upon the chest of Todrick before going for a cover as she grabs hold of Todrick’s tights.
1!!!
2!!!
The official stops the three count as he notices the tights being pulled, telling Artemis to stop the fuckery or else he would disqualify her. Artemis is in the corner, dropping to her knees and pleads her case to the official that Todrick somehow managed to grab hold of her hair as Donatello also has gotten to her side and shouts out some lies. This causes Todrick to move behind the official, getting between the official and Artemis when Artemis pokes his eye before rolling Todrick up into a small package.
1!!!
2!!!
Thre….
Todrick manages to kick out as Artemis has grabbed hold of the tights once again, both get up to their feet as Todrick misses a clothesline due to his lack of vision as Artemis jumps his back for a choke hold from behind. Todrick grabs hold of her waist and drops backwards, landing on top of Artemis as this move causes her to let go off the hold that she had around his throat.
Centurion: This could be the break that Todrick was looking for against Artemis!!!
Todrick has rolled off of Artemis, leaning upon his elbows as he tries to catch his breath while looking over towards the seemingly out of it Artemis.
Derek Diamond: Todrick shouldn’t be wasting too much time like this!!!
Todrick finally jumps over towards Artemis and goes for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
Thre…
Artemis manages to get her shoulder off the canvas at the final moment, causing Todrick to get frustrated as he realizes that he was a moment too late. He slowly gets to his feet, grabs hold of Artemis by the arm as he drags her towards the corner, there he pushes her to her feet and whips her towards the opposite corner and follows it up with a running Splash against the back of Artemis before grabbing hold of her head as he sets her up for a Bulldog headlock. He runs out of the corner and drops the move before going for another cover.
1!!!
2!!!
Thr…
But somehow once again Artemis manages to get her shoulder off the canvas at the final moment, causing the camera to zoom in on the face of Todrick with the biggest shock upon his face.
Centurion: How close was that??!!!!
Derek Diamond: Two and three quarters at least!!!
Todrick slaps the canvas once before turning his attention back to Artemis. He grabs her arm to pull her up to her feet and whips her into the ropes. He sets her up for a Back Body Drop, but Artemis grabs hold of the ropes and then slides out of the ring to catch a breather. Todrick measures her and runs the ropes, only to fall flat on his face as we see Donatello grab hold of her ankles and trip him as the official is being distracted by Artemis.
Centurion: Damnit!! That damn muse got himself interfering once again!!!
Toddy rips her ankle free from Donatello and spins around spouting out of them. Toddy spins around and walks right into the SUPERKICK!
DERRICK DIAMOND: BIRTH OF VENUS!
Artemis makes the cover!
1!!
2!!
3!!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL AND QUALIFYING FOR THE INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP:
Match Time: 19:43
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Artemis quickly escapes out to the floor flanked by Donatello who raises her arm in the air.
CENTURION: Not like this! Artemis and Donatello have stolen this from Todrick Tabor-Ramsey.
Cameras catch CJ Phoenix writing more notes in his notepad.
CENTURION:CJ Phoenix is getting a lot of information tonight.
CJ Phoenix jots more notes down in his notebook. He flips the page before giving the camera a wink.
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DERRICK DIAMOND: I just got word that the former WGWF World Heavyweight Champ, J Mont is roaming the back hallways with a green box in his hand.
CENTURION: Why did you get word before me?
DERRICK DIAMOND: I'm in the J Mont fan club, and my boy J Mont made everyone in production aware that i am to be known about anything before you.
CENTURION: He cannot do that to me.
DERRICK DIAMOND: There are 2 reasons he can do that to you. 1- He bitched slapped you on National TV, where you fell on your ass. And 2- he owns 51 percent of the network. Be happy you have a job here still and your checks still cash.
CENTURION: And to think, I was excited when J Mont got drafted to Smash…... .now he feels the need to show up every 5 seconds. I miss the J Mont that was boycotting the shows and not showing.
While Derrick is gloating that he has the support of J Mont, the cameras have shifted to the back of the arena as the Titantron is picking this all up thanks to the amazing camera crew. And yes, it is J Mont walking down the hall with a green box in his hand. Ignoring all the new talent that is just standing around. Not paying attention to the hard workers at work, J Mont keeps his stroll up until it seems he found who he was looking for.
J MONT: My Brother from another mother.
The cameras shift gears to see who J Mont just made that comment too. And you will not believe your eyes.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Fun Fact, not a lot of people know that J Mont and Cholo go way back in the wrestling business.
CENTURION: Someone please tell me that Cholo is not going to the darskside with the Fortunate Ones?
As Cholo turns around, he cannot help but let out a good laugh as J Mont looks over at that World Title on his shoulder.
CHOLO: Mi hermano J Mont! How are you man? Causing trouble like always?
J MONT: Am i really as bad as Zack Morris, or Dylan Mckay or shall i say it ... .Mikey Seaver?
CHOLO: Oh you are definitely Zack Morris, because Cholo is your Slater, preppy!
J MONT: You know Slater had a hot ass sister right? If i was single, that means i could go for Paola then right?
Cholo stops smiling and gets an inch away from J Mont’s face. He then pokes him in the chest as he says, in a serious whisper.
CHOLO: You stay away from my little sister, pretty boy…
They stare intensely at each other, but Cholo then takes a step back.
CHOLO: Then again, if you go after Paola, that frees up Mia…
Now it’s J Mont that steps up to Cholo and pokes him in the chest.
J MONT: Think you can handle changing diapers at 3 am? Don’t forget, Mia is a package deal with my daughter Gia!
They stare intensely again for what feels forever before Cholo cracks a smile and J Mont smiles too and soon they are both laughing and embracing in a hug.
J MONT: You know I would never do that to you for 2 reasons. One, she’s family to me like you are. And two, I got Mia, the best thing that has ever happened to me. So, we are good there. But, you are one of the main reasons I decided to show back up on Monday Night Brawl tonight.
CHOLO: Cholo is glad you’re here man, since he didn’t get a chance to talk to you on Smash, Cholo just wanted to take this opportunity to say thank you. Cholo remembers when he was facing your bro P Mont not too long ago, and how you, thanks to Xavier Lux introducing us, helped Cholo defeat him. You didn’t have to help Cholo, you could have told this nobody to piss off, but you didn’t… If we don’t meet, who knows if Cholo even wins that tournament… Who knows where Cholo would be right now… You are a big part of why he is carrying this over his shoulder. Gracias hermano.
J Mont, speechless for one of the first times in his life, stares at Cholo. Looks as if a tear might be coming down the left side of his eye. Holy shit, does J Mont really have emotions?
J MONT: Preppy, I don't know what to say? That means a lot to me and that is why I am here today. To tell you how proud I am of all that you have accomplished. I have always told you that I believe in you and even though we have a different philosophy on a lot of things, I will always have your back and believe in you. You earned that Intercontinental Title. You earned that World Title. You have earned EVERYTHING! And just remember, I may be ASSIGNED to the SMASH Brand, but I go wherever I want to go. So, if you ever need myself, or the Fortunate Ones, we got you. And you will always have a spot with us Cholo. Thank you for being a good friend.
J Mont is really getting emotional here, a side that not many people get to see. He looks back up at Cholo and hands him over the green box he has been carrying around with him.
J MONT: Just a little something for you Cholo. You deserve this too brother. Let’s just say that you are breaking records like you are racing at the Daytona 500. You will get what that means in a minute.
Cholo looks at the box but doesn’t open it yet.
CHOLO: Thank you hermano, your words mean everything. Just knowing Cholo now carries a title you once held, makes Cholo feel fullfilled. But you didn’t have to get me a gift, Cholo is already ‘fortunate’ enough to have you as a true friend, and he too will always have your back.
Cholo puts out his hand for J Mont to shake, he looks at it and he accepts it before they embrace on a brohug. J Mont pats him on the shoulder and continues on while Cholo stays there watching him leave. He then looks down at the box and opens it, and says the word “wow” without actually saying it.
He takes out the beautiful Rolex watch and puts it on, it fits perfectly. He then looks at the note inside the box and laughs.
“To the Best Wrestler to come out of the Shit Hole called Texas.”
“PS: Just kidding, but this one does blow away the one I got Mac.”
Cholo shakes his head as he continues on his way, still laughing.
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“THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: "Making his way to the ring, from Clearwater Florida, he is XWF Legend and Hall-of-Famer, CHRIS CHAOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSS
Derrick Diamond: After that dominating performance at Cannabis Cup, it appears Chris Chaos is BACK Cent!
CENTURION: What about the two eggs he laid before that?;
DERRICK DIAMOND: You're such a negative nancy!
Stepping out from behind Chaos is the Panda known as Pedro. Pedro is wearing a ridiculous afro wig, with a chin strap under his chin, and a sombrero. The two walk to the ring and Pedro holds the ropes open for him.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Whenever we see that Panda, we know someone isn't far behind. I think we saw at the end of Cannabis Cup exactly who that is.....
CENTURION: I guess they let just about anybody in here these days.
Chaos snatches the mic from Harvey and shooo's him out of the ring. He grins big.
"SALT LAKE CITY!!!!!!!!!! God Damn, this feels good."
The crowd pops for the Icon.
"This guy look familiar?!"
They cheer for Pedro.
“If you would have asked me a month ago, I would have told you that there is no chance in hell I’d be standing out here, in front of all of you, with a mic in my hand. As far as I was concerned, anything to do with Chris Chaos and Professional Wrestling was over, dead and buried, and I had begun to accept my reality. My spark was gone, my passion for this business had waned, my love for it had turned to resentment. To be honest, I was only here for a paycheck and to quell the boredom. It beat sitting on my porch drinking beer, you know?
Come in and face John Cable and Mac Bane, light work. Get paid, go home.
I had become an attraction, nothing more nothing less. I was a circus act that you paid to see, filling your bellies with overpriced popcorn smothered in nostalgia. I was a name you remembered, not a name you sought. I hadn’t actively wrestled in years, and hadn’t had a meaningful match in even longer. I just didn’t care anymore.
That wasn’t who I wanted to be. I didn’t want to be a puppet for your amusement, I didn’t want to feed in your sick obsession for views. I didn’t want to be your clickbait."
He runs his hand through his hair, taking a big exhale.
“I didn’t want to be another tabloid story for WGWF to profit off of. I didn’t want to give Chris Page the satisfaction of making money off a legacy he was too busy running from to face head on.”
DERRICK DIAMOND:Oh boy……..Where is he going with this?
CENTURION:I don’t know but I hope somewhere and soon. Nobody wants to sit there and watch a 20 minute Chris Chaos diatribe. They didn’t in 2016 and they don’t now.
“As I was getting ready to collect my final check, believe it or not this match at Cannabis Cup was my last scheduled appearance here, something changed. Something inside unraveled, and something made me wake the fuck up. I realized my surroundings, I realized who is on this roster, and I realized that I was wasting a golden opportunity to strike while the kettle is hot. I realized that this roster is ripe for picking, that the almighty WGWF was perhaps at its weakest point in years. I realized that this place, if it were to ever get back to the glory days, needed a champion worth promoting. It needed an anchor, a bar, a fucking standard.
Then, they split into two.
It became painfully obvious to me that the best ‘champion’ in this company isn’t even on the flagship show. No mas. While everyone was busy sucking Enigma’s dick, they didn’t realize Barrows was busy putting together the better roster. Enigma, J-Mont, Robert Main, Clyde, Cable. Staples of this company. Who does Brawl have? My bat shit ex girlfriend, two glorified rodeo clowns, a gay cowboy, a janitor and a new World Champion I’m not even sure is legal.………but hey, its 2023.....anything is possible.”
The crowd OOOO's at this.
“Speaking of Taco…….or Paco, or whatever the fuck his name is—it doesn’t matter–he made the wrong decision. He was on top of the world. He had earned the Intercontinental Title, and he was making a name for himself by beating up mid-carders. Good gig, job security, decent pay. He had respect in the locker room, and a target off his back. When he chose the World Title, all of his credibility went out the window. Not only did he take a half hour and put on an entire broadway show to tell us a decision we already knew he’d make, but the only reason he’s champion is because Enigma decided to blow this popsicle stand while he still had a chance. Enigma beat Peter Vaughn, Tex-Mex beat a man who calls himself “God Given” when the only thing tough on him is that five o clock shadow.
I’m gonna put it like this Nacho……I come from a different class of champions. Some may call it…….Iconoclast.”
Pedro stops chewing on the sombrero and looks up.
“I roll in circles you’ve never even hoped to draw. I am an XWF Hall-of-Famer, Top 50 ALL TIME in a place that was, at the time, the best fucking wrestling company in the Milky Way. You’re barely relevant on what Candace Page has successfully demoted to the B show. You may be a hero to all of these people, but I see you for what you are……and I see this roster for what it is. I am the best in the world at what I do when Chris Chaos is invested………
Well, Culo……..
CHRIS FUCKING CHAOS HAS COME TO INVEST.
This is 2016 all over again, and I am hungry. On the menu, carne asada with some yellow rice, tortilla on the side.”
DERRICK DIAMOND: This is getting uncomfortable
CENTURION: Welcome to Chris Chaos
“I am putting you on notice right now. I am putting this Diet Cola roster on notice right now. CHRIS CHAOS IS BACK. Now it is up to you to decide just how much of this chaotic dick you can take at one time. Pedro…..”
The bear, who had gone back to chewing his hat, totally missed his que. Chaos rolls his eyes.
“It depends on who you want to sacrifice, Candy. Because who you put in front of me, I am going to destroy. If you want to put me in your Intercontinental Title picture, I’ll win it. If you want to prove what we all already think–that Candace Page is just Chris in drag–then nut up and give me the Nacho Man. I’ll beat his ass back across the border and take that strap. Or if you wanna do the ol’ XWF jerk job, I’ll finish all over your face and go and take the title myself.
Your choice, I don’t care. Just know that you all shoulda left me at Rock Bottom…..because now Chaos is back, bay-bay, and feeling………….Radical.”
He flips the mic and motions to Pedro to exit with him as his music hits.
DERRICK DIAMOND: What the hell does he mean by that?
CJ Phoenix jots more notes down as the scene cuts away.
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The shot cuts back where we notice the Titan Tron once again change as we see that the Pink Cadillac is standing still on a highway just outside Salt Lake City, Utah as someone is working on the engine as the hood of the Cadillac is upwards, the shot of the camera is seen looking at the hood from behind the front window as we hear the high pitch voice from behind it.
Voice 1: Any progress???
We hear a loud bang come from the other side of the hood as if someone hit the back of his head against it as we hear a rather long beep that censors the cursing from the other individual.
Voice 2: I was just about to ask you if you could start the car once again.
We see a little hand inside a similar glove as the other individual, yet much smaller. He grabs the key inside the ignition as he turns it around and we hear the engine start for a moment before it is followed by a rather large explosion as smoke can be seen coming out of it from the side of the car. We see two fists emerge from above the hood as another bleep censors a few more curses.
Voice 1: I guess that’s a no???
Voice 2: Damn right it is a no!!! I noticed that your rubber ducky got stuck inside our engine!!
We hear a high pitch swallow from behind the camera before a nervous giggle is heard.
Voice 1: Oh that’s right, I remember that one time when you filled the bathtub a week ago. I guess that Ducky landed further than I remembered!!
We hear a squeal from the ducky before figure asks the other one inside the car to start the engine once again. This time we hear the car start as the engine continues to run.
Voice 2: Okay, I guess the problem is solved. Now we better get started if we want to make it on time for Monday Night Brawl!!!
The camera lowers as the last thing we see is the hold to be lowered and some green hair is seen when it lowers before the shot fades.
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The scene opens up with Urijah Cain sitting on a folding chair in the locker room, he is looking at the ground for a moment before lifting his head and removing his long, blond locks from his face.
Oh…what’s this, a new face on your screen? Guess I better introduce myself to all of you…
Urijah sits forward and looks directly into the camera.
My name is Urijah Cain, and I am the black sheep of the Cain legacy…but you don’t want to hear about that… no, no, no… you want to know what I’m going to do when it comes to the wonderful world of WGWF and what I have in store for all of you… Well, first of all, I am honored to have finally been selected for the Brawl roster… but allow me to treat this like an AA meeting real quick and tell you all what brought me to this meeting, CHAMPIONSHIP GOLD!
Y’see, I have been all over the goddamn world picking up championships in the United States, Canada, Mexico, Panama… and far more places that I won’t name to avoid sounding like an Animaniacs song. But there’s always been one place that I couldn’t get into… and THAT IS WGWF! You see, I’ve been watching from the shadows, watching everyone around me become more and more successful… watching my brothers conquer the world… but I’m the forgotten one… but with myself being the only Cain in this company, I will finally be able to stand on my own and show the world that the Black Sheep…
Is the only sheep worth a damn!
But that’s not all, you see, I keep looking down the list of roster members, looking at those who hold the gold…and all I want to say is… Watch your back… Watch your back because you have a huge target on your back and I’m looking to pull the damn trigger!
So, I’ll keep this short and sweet… WGWF… Monday Night Brawl… You have ALL been put on notice because Urijah Cain has arrived… and he’s looking to make all of you… his Abel!
Urijah walks off screen as the vignette fades to black
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Spencer points from one side of the arena to the next, prompting the arena wide chants of “Badmon!” Now standing face to chest with Denir, Spencer nods and we see the timer on the clock.
5:00
DERRICK DIAMOND: Five minutes on the clock!
Spencer immediately unloads a series of strikes and chops before rocketing off the ropes back towards the bigger Acar.
CENTURION: Uppercut from Acar! Spencer stumbles back to the corner early!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Big splash there from Denir, but Spencer rolls out of the way!
Turned around and caught off guard, Spencer unloads a series of small pushing boots into the Denir’s kneecaps.
CENTURION: Acar is seeing what that experience and ring savvy looks like and you can see how visibly torn Mark is on the outside as well!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Spencer Adams has fought stronger guys before. He’s got the playbook to run game in this situation.
Denir stumbles forward once from the corner to another shoving kick from Spencer.
CENTURION: Back off the ropes here!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Headbutt from Acar puts Spencer Adams down to the mat!
CENTURION: Denir is noticeably beaten up on that right leg though and we know for the hoss’s of this business that having your strength and stability in that base is so important!
Acar goes to pick Adams up by the hair, but is met with some elbows to the back of the knee that put him on skates.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Low shoulder block and now Denir is down!
4:00
CENTURION: Not a lot of time here as the first minute ticks off the board, but working that knee early puts Spencer in a damn good spot for time management!
Spencer looks down at Acar favoring the battered appendage and shrugs as he darts forward with a standing star press.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Ref with the count!
1!
2!
CENTURION: Bench press from the mat to break up the pin! The strength is unreal!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Spencer Adams rolls forward off it though!
CENTURION: Handspring moonsault from Adams!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Showing off a little and another cover!
1!
2!
NO!
CENTURION: Late shoulder up and I think the onslaught is really getting to Acar!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Time in that ring is valuable and Spencer Adams has a lot of it.
Spencer rolls back through, motioning for Acar to get back to at least one foot which he does. Once back to his base, Spencer lays in with sidekicks to the knee.
CENTURION: Acar out of nowhere with a weakened knee under the jaw! Spencer is out right now!
DERRICK DIAMOND: That counter may have been one of Acar’s bigger shots of the night, but it took out Denir Acar who just can’t get to the cover fast enough!
3:00
CENTURION: Three minute warning and Denir finally able to crawl towards the pin.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Spencer cradles!
1!
2!
NO!
CENTURION: Bit of possum strat from Adams!
Triple M shouts from the outside, trying to gas up Denir who pounds a frustrated first into the mat while Adams rolls out of the way and towards the ropes.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Denir just barely back up to his feet.
CENTURION: Leaping forearm from Adams!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Acar with the overhand, but Adams ducks it!
CENTURION: Dropkick to the knee brings Acar back down on that weak knee!
Spencer flies for the lower crossbody, but is caught by Acar who puts all weight and lift on the good leg.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Denir Acar has been in a wrestling ring just a couple times before and the resilience is impressive here tonight!
CENTURION: Repositioning Adams for the gutwrench suplex. We’ve seen elsewhere what this can do.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Spencer on his feet! Baseball slide to Acar’s knee! Spencer has been relentless on that all night!
2:00
CENTURION: Koppo kick!
The impact causes Denir to real back, now on both knees.
DERRICK DIAMOND: A second Koppo and Acar is in DANGER! Spencer really might not even need five minutes after all!
Denir operates like a man concussed, slumped over, wobbling, and just barely able to stay on his knees. Spencer kips up and runs forward with a leap up to the first turnbuckle where he shakes the rope and smacks the top pad.
Spencer Adams: WHAT’S MY FUCKING NAME?!
Crowd: BAD-MON! BAD-MON! BAD-MON! BAD-MON!
1:30
CENTURION: This is the most fired up we’ve seen Spencer Adams in a minute, Derrick!
Adams leaps down from the corner and turns his attention back to Denir, motioning for him to rise as he gets in position.
DERRICK DIAMOND: FIREMAN’S CARRY SLAM!
CENTURION: Up and down goes Acar!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Spencer with his own display of strength here!
CENTURION: Wasting no time! 99 Problems on the way!
DERRICK DIAMOND: BOOM!
CENTURION: Cover by Spencer Adams!
1!
2!
3-
DERRICK DIAMOND: Foot on the rope! Triple M just saved this match for Denir Acar!
1:00
The crowd rains boos on Mark yet again. Spencer pops up from the cover and moves towards the ropes, prompting Mark to run back towards the ramp, the referee arguing as Spencer gets back up. Denir uses the bottom rope to pull himself to a sitting position and eats another for his troubles.
CENTURION: 99 Problems again!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Denir Acar is lifeless against the ropes!
CENTURION: Spencer back to it and another 99 problems! Lights OUT!
:30
DERRICK DIAMOND: 40 Acres! Bulldog choke locked in tight and it’s just enough to pull the fight back out for Denir, but he’s got nowhere to go!
CENTURION: Twenty seconds to go!
DERRICK DIAMOND: He’s fading! Denir is done!
CENTURION: The ref’s got to call this!
As the referee turns toward the timekeeper to call for the bell, Triple M tugs at the legs of Denir Acar from the outside, just enough to get Denir to the ropes and drag him under and out!
DERRICK DIAMOND: WHAT?!
CENTURION: Holy Hell! You’re kidding!
:00
DERRICK DIAMOND: The ref had it called! Spencer Adams had Denir at the ten second mark! This match was over!
CENTURION: Spencer Adams is FUMING right now!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Like it or not, Spencer Adams obtains the services of Mr. Mark Morgan and Triple M has his franchise set!
CENTURION: Wow…just wow..
CJ Phoenix is shown taking notes on his own tag team partner’s ordeal before we cut away.
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We shift backstage to find the Fortunate Ones mascot, Flash Rotten, at a vending machine looking flustered.
FLASH ROTTEN: $2.75 for a Kit Kat bar and it’s not even king-size? Get the fuck out of here.
He has a bag with him and a list on a sheet of paper. He’s clearly on a vending machine run for the Fortunate Ones. The big man grumbles and then looks left and right, seemingly unaware of the camera nearby, then smashes the glass out of the vending machine with a trashcan.
He disregards the list since he has free access to all the goodies now, and he starts throwing many treats in the bag.
”Well, well. Hello there, sir.”
Flash spins around looking like a kid who has just got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
The fans give a generously mixed reaction to Artemis. Next to her stands her muse, Donatello, dressed in a purple and black suit.
FLASH ROTTEN: Who the hell are you, a new interviewer or something? And what the hell is that? Did you get that suit off a dead man at a funeral? Have some class.
Donatello gives him the iconic Derek Zoolander-type “blue steel face” but it doesn’t intimidate the big man who has the power of the Fortunate Ones backing him.
ARTEMIS: I’m Artemis. This is my muse, Donatello. You hurt his feelings just now but your group hurt my feelings last Brawl when you profaned my name with your cursing words.
There’s a pause from Flash but then he busts out laughing so hard that he almost falls into the vending machine he just knocked the glass out of.
FLASH ROTTEN: Blah-hahahaha. So? What are you gonna do about it? Wait you’re the artist right? Let me “paint you a picture” hahahaha .. you, in a beautiful sun-filled setting, a cool breeze in the air, birds flying overhead, and then a JKO out of nowhere.
Flash is so unphased by the encounter that he motions her to go away and then returns to shoving all the goodies in his sack and that is when he gets a swift kick in the rump by Donatello, knocking the big man into the exposed racks of the vending machine.
The crowd cheers as Flash falls out of it and lies on the floor wallowing around.
ARTEMIS: I’m glad you asked what I’m gonna do about it. I think the appropriate response would be to hit the Fortunate Ones where it hurts the most. In the ring. So, I want you to return to them with a message from me. Tell them not to worry about me shooting long-winded promos about them or attacking them from the shadows. I’m challenging them to a gauntlet match. Me versus all of them, one by one. Each time I beat one, they leave the ring and then I beat the next one. We can do it on a Brawl or a Smash in one night or we can spread it out over several shows, I really don’t care. And if Candice tries abusing her power again and won’t sanction it then we’ll do it off the grid. Got it?
Flash sits up and gives her the “you’re crazy” expression.
FLASH ROTTEN: You wouldn’t register as a smushed bug on the Fortunate Ones windshield. You can’t just throw down gauntlet match challenges against the Fortunate Ones. There are levels to this game and you’re not on the first one. I’m gonna let this little slip-up slide because you seem like a nice girl and Brawl needs all the help they can get since it absolutely sucks, but if you step out of line again, the gloves come off.
ARTEMIS: Oh, Mr. Flash sir, those came off two weeks ago. I’ll make sure to motivate them by painting you a picture now.
Flash makes a mad dash at her but gets tossed over from a Judoka throw. She mounts him and, with help from Donatello, rips open some of the snacks Flash was stealing. Artemis “speed-paints” Flash’s face with the assortment of candies until her “masterpiece” is done. She dismounts him and walks away with Donatello doing a little happy dance behind her.
The crowd laughs their collective asses off when the camera swings back to Flash, showing his face “painted” like a clown but instead of the usual color of a clown’s face, it’s various colors of chocolate and peanut butter, and there’s M&Ms and Trail Mix bits stuck all over his face like a pox outbreak.
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Suddenly we hear Don’t Worry Be Happy from Bobby McFerrin starts to play as balloons and candy canes drop from the ceiling into the audience.
Derek Diamond: Grab some candy cane Cent!! I got a sweet tooth!!!!
The crowd cheers as the fans reach out to what is coming down when suddenly a Cadillac emerges from the back, turning around to ride down the entrance ramp as we see two clowns seated inside of it.
CENTURION: Clowns??? Is the circus in town?
We see a very small clown seated inside the car upon a baby seat, while the bigger clown hits the break and stands up to wave towards the fans. He hops out of the car, showing he has very large clown shoes as he steps around the car and pulls out his rather small clown friend. He places him on the entrance ramp as the smaller clown runs around towards the fans on either side of the ramp, trying to high five them as his little arms barely manage to come in contact with the fans. Behind him we see the bigger clown do the same before lifting the small clown up in order to let a young child high five the smaller clown before shaking his hand before the two head to the ring.
Derek Diamond: Oh wow!! I got a dinosaur balloon!!! This is amazing!!!
CENTURION: Good God, what just happened??
The smaller clown is placed upon the ring apron by the larger clown, who then walks around and asks for the ring announcer to give him two microphones. Only to look puzzled as he hands one of them back and once again asks something, causing the announcer to look behind him and suddenly pulls out a rather small microphone that makes the clown clap his hands in excitement. He then turns his attention towards the steel ring steps, trying to walk up the steps with his rather large shoes but realizes that this is nearly impossible.
CENTURION: Good Grief, I always knew that clowns weren’t smart. But this is ridiculous!!!
The smaller clown runs towards the bottom rope near the big clown, pulls the bottom rope upwards as that presents an opening for him to roll underneath the bottom rope. The big clown slides underneath the bottom rope, but he gets stuck as his shoes bumps into the ring apron as that causes a lot of laughter of the fans as the big clown finally manages somehow to slide his legs underneath the bottom rope causing the crowd to applaud him for his efforts.
CENTURION: Well I guess that didn’t took so long that we had to take an add break!!!
The big clown gets to his feet, looks around and smiles as he puts his hand against the microphone in order to check if it is working.
Big Clown: Is this on?? Do you hear me???
The crowd cheers, causing the small clown to fall down upon the ring apron before the big clown puts him back upon his feet before turning his attention back to the crowd.
Big Clown: Hi everybody in Magical Salt Lake!! I am Stitches, this little fellow over there is my best friend Pogo!! And we are the Clown World Order!!!
We see Pogo jump up and down from excitement before running around the ring a few times until he stops as he is out of breath.
Pogo: And we are the newest signees from the WGWF!!!!
The crowd cheers as Pogo jumps up and down, telling Stiches to give him a high five as Stitches does so.
Stitches: And we want to entertain all the fans during shows!!
Pogo: And get rich!!
Stitches: We will visit hospitals!!!
Pogo: And to meet girls!!!
Pogo giggles as this is met by laughs and girls whistling for the little clown, causing Stiches to lower his head towards Pogo as he whispers something into his ear, causing him to nod his little head in understanding.
Stitches: You have to forgive Pogo, he tends to get a bit nervous in front of a large crowd.!!
Pogo: I got an idea Stitches!!!
Stitches: What’s that Pogo??
Pogo: Why don’t we do a trick in front of this lovely crowd?
Stitches: That’s a great idea Pogo!! I am going to grab a balloon and you have to guess what I am making!!
Stitches grabs a balloon while Pogo drops down on the canvas and watches Stitches.
Pogo: A car??
Stitches shakes his head as he continues
Pogo: An airplane???
Again Stitches shakes his head no, clearly showing that it is a dog as Pogo scratches his head.
Pogo: A bread basket???
The crowd bursts out in laughter as Stitches holds it in front of Pogo’s face as the little clown is clearly confused.
Stitches: It’s a dog Pogo!!!
Pogo puts both of his little hands in front of his face in shame as he clearly realizes he made a mistake
Pogo: I’m sorry Stitches, I guess I’m a kitty lover.
The response causes the fans to laugh out loud as Pogo takes the opportunity to wave at the fans and smiles big time.
Stitches: Well folks, we are here to stay!! And we hope to see you all very soon at a Brawl show near you!!!!
The two clowns walk in circles as their music start to play once more, waving towards the fans as they wave back at them before heading outside the ring and towards the back as the shot returns to Centurion and Derek Diamond who has several balloons in front of him as he starts to play circus.
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The television champion Jenny Myst stands in the ring while holding her Television title in her clutches, refusing to give it to the asking official before finally reluctantly giving it over to him. Only to quickly run over and hold open the ropes for the official to hand it over to the timekeeper as Jenny reminds him to be very careful of “Goldie”.
Derek Diamond: Isn’t it lovely how protective Jenny is for her title??
Centurion: Yeah and how dangerous she can be once she has to compete??
Jenny waves at her belt before turning around and walks straight into a nice forearm strike from her opponent, this causes Jenny to stagger towards the turnbuckles before shaking off the cobwebs on her head before turning her attention back to Kelly with a smile.
Centurion: Uh oh…. I know that smile
Derek Diamond: That’s anything but lovely!!!
Jenny bursts out of the corner, knocks the head off Kelly with a fierce clothesline before grabbing her by the head and bashes the back of it against the canvas. We see the official try to warn her to let go before he starts to use the count of five to break things up. Jenny takes a moment to adjust her hair and wave to the audience with a more merrier look on her face. Skipping around the ring for a moment before hitting a spinning kick to the midsection of Kelly who had gotten to her feet, Jenny runs to the ropes and executes a Spring Board Back Elbow, but gets caught by Jenny by grabbing her waist and executes a German Overhead Suplex
Centurion: WOW!!!
Kelly kips up, executes a knee drop to the face of Jenny before going for the cover.
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Thre…
Jenny manages to get her shoulder off the canvas, Kelly gets to her feet and executes a standing Moonsault on top of the champion before going for another cover
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Thr…
Again Jenny manages to get her shoulder off the canvas just in time, we see Kelly drag her towards the nearest corner before climbing to the second rope and goes off the ropes for a splash.
Derek Diamond: Ouch!!!
Jenny manages to break the momentum from Kelly after raising her knees upwards, causing Kelly to grab her ribs in pain while rolling around the ring. Jenny slowly gets to her feet and stalks her opponent. There she starts to choke Kelly out with both her hands squeezing the windpipe of her opponent as the official starts the five count after severely warning her to let go.
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Jenny lets go as she follows it up with some heavy forearm shots to the head of Kelly, who desperately tries to cover up her face with both arms but fails most of the time. Kelly suddenly reverses the situation temporarily as she manages to get her legs up in time to hook them underneath the armpits of Jenny and pulls her off of her. Only to have Jenny to roll through and then immediately charges in on Kelly with a running knee that connects to the face of her opponent before going for the cover.
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Kelly manages to get her shoulder off the canvas, only to have the rabid nature of Jenny that follows it up with another choke as Kelly desperately reaches over to grab the bottom rope as the official warns Jenny to break it. Jenny backs off to the corner to the warning of the official as Kelly crawls towards the ropes and pulls her outside of the ring, only to have Jenny to run out and go for a suicide dive that Kelly sidesteps.
Centurion: Good Grief!!!
Jenny bashes her shoulder into the barricades as Kelly tries to suck in as much of oxygen into her body as possible before grabbing the Television champion by the painful arm and whips her into the steel steps before rolling her back into the ring. Kelly climbs the apron, setting herself up for a move off the top rope as she executes a Leg Drop off the ropes before trying to go for the cover, only to take a bit too much time as her ribs are bothering her from the knees that came in contact with her earlier.
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Jenny manages to get her shoulder off the canvas just in time as this causes Kelly to look in shock, not believing that she couldn’t put the champion away with that offensive move. She grabs Jenny by the head as she pulls her back up to her feet, setting her up for a Tornado DDT from the nearest corner. But just when Kelly jumps off the turnbuckles to execute the move she gets pushed off of Jenny as she connects hard with the canvas. There Kelly grabs hold of her injured ribs once more, having difficulties to breathe as Jenny walks towards her.
Derek Diamond: Pink Perfection!!!
Jenny grabs Kelly, pulls her up only to hit the Twist of Fate and goes for the cover after rolling her over on her back
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WINNER VIA PINFALL AND STILL WGWF TELEVISION CHAMPION: JENNY MYST
Match Time: 8:56
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Jenny is awarded the Television Title having her arm raised in victory. She takes her title and skips around the ring while we see CJ taking more notes at ringside.
CENTURION: What the hell is this, I thought we were done with this match?
DERRICK DIAMOND: Which cameraman is this, they're all out here??
A strong Thanksgiving vibe takes over the shot, Kelly and Jenny both pat hands with fans on their way backstage, each goes into their own locker room to clean up and move on to the next WGWF event on the calendar. Taylor enters her locker room, shutting the door behind her, and the cameraman out, much to his chagrin. Myst uses a key card to get into her special VIP Champion layer from having entered the show holding Brawl's trademark Television Championship. She takes off her gear, having left the door barely cracked. Our camera view peaks in, revealing Myst in her underwear, wrapping a pink towel around her bottom, then dropping her panties to the floor. Inside the arena, the WGWF tron shows the footage Live, revealing OOoo's and AWww's from her male testosterone filled fandom. Jenny begins to hum her own theme, "Sex Metal Barbie," like a true narcissist. She walks into the shower, turning on the sprinkler head, a horrifying scream let's out. The cameraman enters the door from creep-view and runs in to see Jenny's naked body covered in red blood, pouring onto her from the shower head. The Cameraman turns off the water. Jenny whisks the blood away from her eyes, enraged, remembering her own promotion leading into the Taylor match. She pushes the cameraman out of the way, wiping her face with a towel, leaving bloody footprints behind her.
DERRICK DIAMOND: We really need to outlaw these blood baths...
CENTURION: Someone trying to send a message to Myst. She DID SAY she felt she came for competition and that Taylor wasn't enough!
DERRICK DIAMOND: She has been writing a lot of checks with her mouth, but so far, they have been cashed.
Moments later we see read knuckles marks, as she bangs on the door of Kelly Taylor. There's no answer. An attendant passes by, Jenny aggressively pins them to a wall, but they reveal that Taylor didn't even shower, and left the arena right after their match. Jenny isn't buying it, she kicks the door loose, then roundhouses the loosened hinges until it pops open. She walks into Kelly's dressing room... where a bucket of blood sits in her locker. The cameraman follows behind, carefully picking up the pieces of footage, afraid of incurring the wrath of Myst. Jenny bends down, a note is dangling from a string secured to the side of the bucket. She opens it. SUDDENLY HER HEAD IS DUNKED INTO THE BUCKET! Her arms and feet flail, trying to get a breath before she drowns in blood!!! Her head finally comes up, she moves her own hair, gasping for air. Jenny is tornado kicked by the cameraman as the view falls to the ground with the equipment.
DERRICK DIAMOND: WHO HAS OUR CAMERA!?
CENTURION: Maybe a new hire... did Page hire out for this week?
We see a figured in all black and a mask walk over to the down and bloodied TV Champion.
CENTURION: Is that who I think... from WHERE I THINK? What the hell??
DERRICK DIAMOND: ARE WE MERGING!!!!?? I CAN DO DYNAMITE OR COLLISON! KEEP ME ONN!!!!
CENTURION: Super loyal.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Get with the program, Centurion, if you cant beat em', join 'em.
CENTURION: Figures, you're unreal sometimes, you know that... HEY! WAIT A MINUTE!!!!
Jenny stirs, then is stylishly finished with a familiar signature move.
CENTURION: NO, HE'S A FACE... IT CAN'T BE!!!
The mask come off, we see a maniacal groovy grin.
DERRICK DIAMOND: HIM!!!
He bends down.
CENTURION: JENNY MYST IS NOT MOVING! SHE HAS BEEN TRICKED BY THIS TWO FACED DARK ASSHOLE!
DERRICK DIAMOND: and you said that I'm unreal SOMETIMES!? SHE HAD IT COMIN' CENTURION!!!
We finally see a better view from the front, hovering over the temporarily disabled Champion.
"challenge accepted."
CJ Phoenix takes more notes flipping his paper and continues jotting down stuff as we cut away.
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The scene cuts backstage where we see Devlin Knight still dressed in his suave Brunico suit, walking past the canteen. He looks through the window port of one of the canteen doors, doesn't see what he's looking for and turns to leave. As soon as he does however, he almost walks straight into Austin and Todrick Ramsey, The Show Stealerz. The crowd inside the arena erupt into cheers when they appear on screen.
DEVLIN KNIGHT: Oh, hey! Austin, Todrick, just who I was looking for… Is there any chance I could please talk to you?! It'll take less than five minutes.
The duo look at Devlin but don't respond, which prompts him to speak again.
DEVLIN KNIGHT: I know you very likely heard what I said just now to Tristan and I know that you guys know things aren't rig…-
Without saying a word, Austin sidles past Devlin and just walks through into the canteen. Slightly exasperated Devlin turns towards him.
DEVLIN KNIGHT: Austin? C'mon man…?!
Devlin spins back to face Todrick who is also beginning to move past him.
DEVLIN KNIGHT:Toddy? Please I know I've never really shown that I can be the change that's needed but that’s what…-
Todrick half-smiles apologetically at Devlin and shrugs, but sticks a finger in his chest along with it.
TODRICK RAMSEY: You… Don’t get to call me that.
Devlin watches as Todrick walks into the canteen past him and joins up with Austin inside as the door slams back in Devlin’s face. He throws his arms in the air and looks extremely annoyed at this stage.
DEVLIN KNIGHT: Jesus what have you got to do, to even get someone to take you seriously nowadays?! Anyone would think I'm freaking J Mont!
Devlin walks away looking defeated and downbeat as we cut back to ringside…
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Vaughn and Smith circle each other before locking up center ring with Vaughn quickly snatches a side headlock. Peter snaps Smith over with a side headlock takeover with her shoulders hitting the mat.
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Smith counters with head scissors. Vaughn works his way to both knees and flips over Smith stacking her shoulders to the mat.
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Bridge up by Smith who counters into a piledriver attempt! Vaughn counters with a back body drop that Smith counters into a sunset flip!
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Vaughn escapes with a kickout, both competitors are back to their feet with Smith ducking under a Vaughn lariat, Peter spins around and walks into a roundhouse kick by Smith!
CENTURION: Some quick back and forth to start this one off but Smith just nearly beheaded the former World Heavyweight Champion.
Smith picks Vaughn up off the mat and takes a front face lock before driving a series of knee strikes into the ribs! Smith takes Vaughn back into a neutral corner where she starts throwing side elbows to the jaw.
Smith shoots Vaughn across the ring into the opposite buckle, she charges in after him only to see Vaughn sidestep and send Smith crashing sternum first into the top turnbuckle. Vaughn delivers a German Suplex with a bridge.
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Kick out by Smith.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Kickout by Smith.
CENTURION: I don’t think JD was expecting this kind of debut against a former champion who has a chip on his shoulder.
Vaughn is the first to his feet where he begins stomping away at Smith. Vaughn picks her up off the mat and takes her back into the ropes. Peter laces her across the chest with a knife-edge chop before shooting her across the ring with an Irish Whip, Smith bounces off the ropes ducking under a Vaughn lariat. Vaughn spins around and into a spinning backfist that rocks Peter!
Smith lands a second spinning backfist dropping Peter to one knee for Smith to land a shining wizard! Smith makes the cover.
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Vaughn kicks out!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Smith has Vaughn rocked!
Smith quickly gets back to her feet where she picks Peter up off the mat and rocks him with forearm shots before transitioning into knife-edge chops across the chest! She takes Vaughn back into the ropes and shoots him across the ring with an Irish Whip.
Vaughn latches onto the top rope as he is about to bounce off the far side.
Smith explodes toward Vaughn looking for a Big Boot! Vaughn ducks and sends Smith spilling out over the top rope and down to the floor. Peter starts sizing up Smith as she starts to work her way to her feet, Vaughn bounces off the far side gaining a full head of steam, and dives through the top and middle rope with a Suicide Dive crashing into Smith and driving her back into the security railing.
CENTURION: Air Vaughn!
Peter lands on his feet as he takes Smith and shoots her toward the steel steps, Smith reverses and it’s Vaughn who smashes into the steps! The crowd starts getting behind Smith as she makes her way toward Peter. She snatches Vaughn up and looks to drive him face first into the ring apron!
Vaughn puts on the brakes with both hands and counters by driving an elbow into the ribs breaking free of her grasp. Peter drives a boot into the midsection that doubles Smith over before delivering a Powerbomb on the edge of the ring apron! Boos ring out from all over as Smith screams out in pain while clutching at her lower back. Vaughn, seemingly in a trance stares down at her for several seconds before snapping out of it.
Peter picks Smith up and tosses her back into the ring under the bottom rope.
DERRICK DIAMOND: What has gotten into Vaughn?
Peter climbs up on the ring apron before walking toward the nearest set of buckles. Peter starts climbing up to the rop turnbuckle. He stands up on the top rope looking down at Smith. Vaughn sets sail with a Diving Elbow drop across the chest! Peter does not make the cover! He pulls JD Smith back up to her feet before putting an exclamation point on her with the Revenged!
Vaughn makes the cover.
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: PETER VAUGHN
Match Time: 7:32
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CENTURION: A more vicious side of Peter Vaughn was on display tonight. Kudos to JD Smith, but tonight The Mechanic was in top gear.
Vaughn turns and looks at CJ seated ringside taking notes. CJ stops jotting in his pad and looks up at Vaughn. The stare down continues as we fade.
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We cut to the arena where the audience is anticipating the next match to happen when suddenly the Titan Tron changes from the Monday Night Brawl Logo to the classic “Old Man” from Neil Young.
The clip suddenly stops at the point where Neil Young sings the line of Old Man, Look at me now. I am a lot like you were….. before dying out. There is a moment of silence before Johnny Cash’s There Ain’t no Grave Gonna Hold My Body Down hits as we see Goth emerge from the back while wearing his Slipknot Jesus Christ mask to the arena.
CENTURION: Interesting entrance from Goth, using the same song where he referred himself to being the man that would come in the place of Mac Bane.
DEREK DIAMOND: Yeah, I believe he used the example of being the Jesus to Mac Bane’s John The Baptist Centurion.
CENTURION: Yes he did, I am sure that in some circles people have were offended by it.
Goth slowly walks past the crowd as he at this point is being joined by his wife Melissa, both of them enter then ring as Goth holds the ropes open for Melissa before stepping through himself carefully before being handed a microphone by his wife as he stands there silently. Soaking in the reactions from the fans as a lot of them are cheering him on, whereas others react to him in a more disliked manner. He turns his gaze towards his wife, whispers something into her ear as she nods and slowly takes off the mask and reveals his face that is as cold as the night.
CENTURION: I have never seen this man like this before, in recent months he has transferred into a loving father and husband into a destructive force.
DEREK DIAMOND: One that came so close in becoming the number one contender for Cholo’s world champion. I wonder what he has got to say about that and Mac Bane’s tactics or what he had to say earlier this evening!!
Goth holds the microphone close to his lips, but doesn’t say anything as his dark gaze looks deeply into the camera that gives the people the chills.
GOTH: Welcome to the house of the Messiah…..
His voice is eerie calm, yet it has a chilling coldness that causes some of the children in the arena to look up to their parents for some encouraging words before daring to turn back their attention to the Messiah of Pain.
GOTH: Two weeks ago I was inside this very same ring, fighting my brother Mac Bane in order to determine who will face Cholo for his world heavyweight championship.
He lowers the microphone for a moment, looking around the arena and takes in the violent reaction towards the mentioning of the name of Mac Bane. He shakes his head in a disapproving manner.
GOTH: Mac Bane did what he had to do, that was his excuse he gave me two weeks ago people, I guess you do not understand a man that is desperate. A man that clutches onto his final opportunity to rekindle to some of his past glory.
A sneer emerges upon his face, clearly not liking what he said as he turns his attention back towards the camera with an eerie dark fashion.
GOTH: And people may ask themselves but Why Goth? Why did he do the exact same thing towards you that he has done to others in the past?? Aren’t you friends?? Aren’t you brothers??
He pauses for a moment as he closes his eyes and gives a dark smile before lifting the microphone up back towards his lips.
GOTH: That indeed we are, but let’s be honest… it’s not an uncommon thing for a brother to turn on another brother is it?? We all know the story in the Holy Bible, where brothers threw their youngest brother inside a put AFTER taking off his clothes… Telling their father that he had died??
There is a hush silence coming over the crowd until some of them start to boo Goth.
GOTH: And what about Kain and Abel?? What about Julius Cesar?? Being betrayed by his best friend Brutus?? Et tu Brute?? Didn’t he considered his killer to be a brother towards him???
CENTURION: Some eerie examples Goth is mentioning, I don’t know whether I like the direction this is going towards!!!
Goth shakes his head as he turns his face into a sad looking one.
GOTH: Does this mean I will come after you my brother? Extract my revenge by doing similar things that I did to that sinful fool of a Joe Montuori??
He shakes his head as his face remains a sad looking one.
GOTH: No my brother, I will not extract my revenge upon you…. Just yet.
The sudden turn of words catches the fans off guard as a part of them starts to cheer, only to be silenced as Goth lifts his hand up in the air.
GOTH: Maybe one day I will learn to forgive, but I will never forget my brother. You see Mac, I have thought long and hard what I would be saying upon this very night. Having to weight two long weeks in order to bare my feelings upon the world, as you once knew how I worked didn’t you brother?? You see, you are not like that sinner, you on one hand are a visionary. You are someone that people could believe in isn’t it my brother? You are exactly what I had always envisioned to be!! To be my John the Baptist to YOUR Messiah of Pain!!!
Goth extends his right hand towards Melissa, while maintaining the grip upont he microphone with his left and not taking his eyes away from the camera.
GOTH: You see this Mac??
He lifts his hand in front of the camera, squeezing into the fabric of the mask as his hand turns pale white.
GOTH: To you it may just be a mask, but to me it is something that YOU WILL NEVER BE!! You see Mac, without you knowing you have sealed your fate. You just dug a hole, only this hole will never be meant for me my brother. Because soon there will be no more ground underneath your feat before you fall into that same hole. You see, the only way for you to escape your inevitable demise, is to win that world championship my brother… To win it while having MY BLOOD upon YOUR HANDS!!!!
The sudden rise of his voice causes some of the fans to cheer as Goth ignores them.
GOTH: Am I one like a Joe Montuori Mac?? Trying to slither his path into a title picture by stealing a title and grab hold of an opportunity that isn’t mine?? Oh no Mac, I won’t. Because that’s not my style, that is not the way of the Messiah to do things. Because my journey is paved by the prophecy my brother, to be the one that will take off where MY very own John The Baptist’s journey will inevitably ends… The question remains my brother, can you bear that bane?? Can you live with that knowledge that in due time… I will exceed you?? Because that was the message all along that I spoke off my brother.. And I already have witnessed the fear into your eyes and doubt upon your soul.. That’s why you did what you had to do isn’t it brother??
DEREK DIAMOND: The way he says these things, it makes me want to agree for some reason!!!
GOTH: I will not stand in your way in a physical manner Mac, I’ve already laid claim upon the mere fact that I have exceeded you!! And I already know, when the bell has rang and the Angelic voices of the Angels come down from the heavens is the day that I will be declared YOUR World Heavyweight Champion….. but until that day comes…, you will have to live with the knowledge that YOU will have to look over your shoulder until that day comes Mac. You will have to look over your shoulder, anticipating that one moment!! That one very moment that not even a low blow like that could withstand me from my destiny.
He remains silent for a moment
GOTH: I love you my brother, but my day of reckoning will eventually come.
He looks at his wife and smiles as his demeanor slowly changes a little.
GOTH: But my until that faithful moment is upon us my brother, I will set my sights upon a different goal. A goal to lay claim upon becoming the next Intercontinental champion, to lay claim upon to take claim of do something that NONE of the other names can do!! Is to step out of the shadows of the man that vacated the Intercontinental champions, a man that gave that championship prestige!! And I already know that the desires of one eclipse that of all of you. Because you want to continue his legacy, you all want to be the next champion for sinful reasons!! Whereas I desire to establish and therefor EXCEED MY OWN EXPECTATIONS!! Because even though I respect Cholo, I am not him. I will never be like him, because the time of the Intercontinental Championship will perish as soon as I am being crowned champion. But mark my words, once that bell has rang…. You will refer to me as the very first ever Inter Gothicnental Champion… As this will embark upon a path of destruction, a path of pain and suffering… But just like I have told Mac Bane a few weeks ago… You all need to hurt… in order to heal…..
The crowd starts to boo Goth louder now as even his fans start to resent him for these statements.
GOTH: And all you have to blame for this momentous occasion is the current number one contender for the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship….
Crowd: BOOOOOOO!!!
GOTH: Old man, look at me now… I am a lot like you were…….
With that Goth smirks as he grabs Melissa by the hand and leaves the ring as Goth’s entrance music hits once more.
CENTURION: I really don’t like the sound of what Goth had to say, Derrick, the entire Brawl Roster should be on notice!!!!
CJ has a sly smirk on his face taking more notes on what he’s just heard.
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The camera’s pick up J Mont walking in the back like he owns the place. Not flanked by Amber, Enigma or Flash this time around. A man that has a bounty on his head sure looks pretty cocky and comfortable walking alone. A man on a mission some would say as J Mont makes his way towards the office of one, Candice Wolf. I am sorry. Candice Page. Before J Mont knocks, he collects his composure because this could go one of 2 ways.
DERRICK DIAMOND: If Candice is smart, she will listen to whatever J Mont has to say.
CENTURION: Candice needs to find a way to ban J Mont from showing up every damn Monday on a show he's not even signed to.
DERRICK DIAMOND: He has 51 Percent control of the Network. How many times do I need to say that?
CENTURION: 51, 49, 100, 1…..i do not care. J Mont is not good for the WGWF, let alone the industry. Something needs to be done.
J Mont raises his arm and knocks on the door. But not just any ordinary knock either.
Hard Knock!
Soft Knock!
Double Knock!
Foot Knock!
Finally, Candice opens the door after being annoyed by the various types of knocks.
J MONT: Hello Candice?
CANDICE PAGE: What do I owe this pleasure?
J MONT: I will make this short and sweet since I know you have a lot on your plate trying to keep up with the “A” Show.
CANDICE PAGE: I beg to differ with your thoughts.
J MONT: Well, i won't sit here and explain AGAIN why The Fortunate Ones saved your debut show.
CANDICE PAGE: Only thing that needs saving here is you in a minute.
J MONT: Well, I hope you've been saving up because I have something here for you since you think you can always one up me. I am the KING of games and challenges.
CHECKMATE CANDICE!
J Mont reaches into his inner pocket of his suit jacket and pulls out an envelope with the name Candice on it. That sinister grin on his face as he hands the envelope to Candice.
CANDICE PAGE: No chance these are your retirement papers, are they?
J MONT: You might as well say, you have been served!!!!!!!!!
Candice opens the envelope and pulls out the piece of paper which happens to be an invoice from Jeeves Dry Cleaning in New York City. One of the most famous dry cleaners in all of the United States. The likes of Aaron Rodgers, Dana White, Aaron Judge, Derek Jeter, Mark Cuban to name a few get theirs done here on a regular basis. J Mont happens to be friends with the owner, Sydney Jacob who also has some stocks invested with J Mont as well. When Candice sees the total, she just laughs.
CANDICE PAGE: That’s all? You're telling me you just didn't take care of this? You throw more money on the stage at the Velvet Rabbit then this bill.
J MONT: That’s not the point. You let GIA eat Spaghetti and Meatballs with all that sauce with her bare hands and never cleaned her up after. That got all over my custom diamond suit. $40,000 aint shit to me.
J Mont checks his phone as he hears an alert.
J MONT: Just made 65k on an investment. So, you can see it's not about the money but about the lack of RESPECT you have for me and what i bring to this company. You need me Candice. The WGWF needs me and The Fortunate Ones. Without us, you might as well shut this shit down like K-Mart or Sports Authority.
CANDICE PAGE: I’ll make sure Mia gets this so she knows what's going on and just remember all the comments you are making because you are making more enemies then Joe Biden and Donald Trump combined right now and there will be no way you can win that battle when it happens.
J MONT: Figures you know all about the old people since that is what you wake up next to every day.
Candice just shakes her head as she’s had enough of the child's play and slams the door in J Mont’s face.
J MONT: Just remember Candice, you want a war? You are going to get a war. I am going to burn this whole bitch down before you know it. And I am going to make sure every worthless piece of shit on this roster is cooked well done as well. The Fortunate Ones run things here, not you or Page.
J Mont kicks the door one more time as he leaves the area.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Candice was served. She better pay that bill.
CENTURION: I’d wipe my ass with it and flush it down the toilet.
DERRICK DIAMOND: How sick are you that you would wipe your ass with an invoice?
CENTURION: You know what I meant!
Candice takes the bill and tears it in half before throwing it in the air as the scene fade.
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We cut somewhere backstage as a camera randomly catches Chris Page and “Thundering” Terry Marshall engaged in conversation. Chris can be seen talking animatedly with his hands while Terry strokes his Fumanchu.
CENTURION: Chris Page and Terry Marshall in some sort of debate?
DERRICK DIAMOND: I’m not sure what this is all about but it certainly appears Terry Marshall is deep in thought with whatever is being said.
Chris suddenly cuts his attention seeing a camera off in the distance. The feed cuts.
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The opening bell sounds and the crowd erupts into a thunderous “CHOLO! CHOLO! CHOLO!” chant directed towards the ring bringing a smirk to his face as he and Austin circle each other and lock up in the middle of the ring!
CENTURION: We are set for the first title defense in the Cholo-Era of the WGWF, but this isn’t a walk in the park because Austin Ramsey has been not only tearing it up here in the WGWF but also capturing singles gold elsewhere. This should be a fantastic contest.
DERRICK DIAMOND: This goes back to #FlowerGate back in the summer. Austin was adamant that Cholo was sending Toddy flowers, but it ended up being a rouse by The Young Lions.
Cholo and Austin lock up center ring, they jockey for position and shove off each other with a stalemate. They circle each other and lock up a second time and this time it’s Austin who snatches a side headlock! Cholo quickly counters into a back hammer lock, Austin finds a counter into a back hammerlock of his own, Cholo counters with a drop toe hold and floats over into a front face lock!
CENTURION: A little chaining to start things off! Isn’t ever a bad thing.
Austin counters out of the front face lock into a Japanese Armbar! Cholo quickly to his kness completes a forward rolling getting out of the armbar attempt as both men are quickly back to their feet with a second stalemate drawing applause from the crowd.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Let the feeling out process begin between these two. If I’m not mistaken this is a first time meeting between Ramsey and Santana.
CENTURION: I believe so, but if it’s not I’m sure we will be corrected.
Ramsey and Cholo circle each other a third time and lock up once again. Cholo uses the fifty pound weight to his advantage as he drives Austin back into a neutral corner. The referee is on the spot as he starts his mandatory 5 Count which Cholo gives a clean break at three while backing out to the middle of the ring.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Ever the gentleman.
Austin gathers his thoughts before coming out from the corner. Cholo and Austin circle each other and lock up, Austin drives Cholo back toward a neutral corner where he shoots him across the ring, Cholo counters and it’s Austin sent across the ring crashing into the buckles. Cholo charges in after Ramsey but eats a reverse elbow that rocks the Champion back several feet. Austin springs up to the middle turnbuckle and leaps off with a flying reverse elbow taking Cholo down!
Austin quickly makes the cover hooking the inside leg of Cholo.
1!!
2!!
THR…
Cholo ecapes with a kick out while Austin immediately transitions into a rear chin lock.
CENTURION: Near fall for Ramsey leading into a rear chin lock.
The referee starts asking Cholo to surrender, Cholo refuses while Austin cranks back on the head and neck of Santana. The referee continues to ask Cholo to surrender, Cholo refuses before he starts to work his way back up to one knee then to a vertical base where he is able to turn into the chin lock and where he looks to deliver a Side Suplex! Austin flips backward over the back of Cholo landing on his feet, Cholo is spun around where he is taken up in to the air and driven down into the mat with a Sky High!
Ramsey floats over into the cover.
1!!
2!!
THR…
Cholo pops a shoulder off the mat.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Another quick pin attempt by the challenger. Austin Ramsey is looking to play spoiler for Monday Night Brawls’ First Dance Pay-Per-View event.
Split screen shows Mac Bane closely watching on from his dressing room.
CENTURION: Close attention being paid by the Number One Contender, and rightfully so. With how the WGWF is the wild, wild west any title can change hands at any time.
Austin is quick to his feet where he picks Cholo up off the mat and rocks him with a knife-edge chop that sends Cholo back into the ropes as we go full screen on the in-ring action. Austin comes forward where he fires Cholo across the ring, Cholo bounces off the far side as we see Austin set himself for a back body drop but Cholo catches Ramsey with a swinging neckbreaker! Cholo starts working his way back up to his feet where he picks Ramsey up and locks in a front face lock. Cholo hoists Austin up in the air vertically, Cholo holds Austin up stalling for what seems like five to ten seconds allowing all the blood to rush to Austin’s head before delivering the stalling suplex! Cholo floats over into a over on the challenger!
1!!
2!!
THR…
Austin shoots a shoulder off the mat with a kick out.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Near fall for Cholo.
Cholo gets to his feet and picks Austin up. Cholo laces Austin across the chest with a knife-edge chop that sends Ramsey back into a neutral corner. Cholo comes into the corner with a BIG Double Open Hand Chop with both hands to a loud smack echoing throughout the arena. Cholo brings Austin out from the corner where he lands a standing dropkick! Cholo makes the lateral press with a hook of the inside leg.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Austin finds an escape with a kick out. Cholo locks in a rear chin lock of his own as the referee is in prime position and beings asking Austin to surrender. Austin refuses as Cholo cranks back on the head and neck. Austin starts working his way to one knee before getting back to his feet and turns into the chinlock before backing up to the ropes and shooting Cholo across the ring with an Irish Whip, Cholo bounces off the farside and runs over Ramsey with a running shoulder block.
Cholo runs toward the ropes bouncing off them, Austin rolls over to his chest, Cholo leaps over Austin and bounces off the far side, Austin pops up to his feet with a leap frog that sends Cholo bouncing off the near side into a spinning savate kick that’s right on the money and immediately followed up with a standing moonsault crashing down on top of Cholo! The challenger makes the cover hooking the inside leg.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
A huge pop from the crowd as Cholo kicks out of the near fall.
CENTURION: Austin cannot allow himself to get frustrated. The last thing we need is a personality change.
DERRICK DIAMOND: He’s in there with Cholo who has the heart of a million warriors.
Austin is the first to his feet where he picks Cholo up by the hair and rocks him with a stiff European Uppercut that rocks Santana back against the ropes. Ramsey charges forward only to have Cholo elevate Austin over the top rope with a back body drop but Ramsey lands on the apron. Cholo spins around blocking a right hand attempt by Ramsey and counters by hanging Austin up throat first across the top rope sending Austin tumbling down the floor! Cholo sizes up Ramsey before sling shotting himself over the top rope where he crashes down on Ramsey with a cross body block!
CENTURION: Santana with a slingshot cross body block down to Ramsey on the floor!
The crowd pops huge as Cholo gets back to his feet tagging the hands of the ringside fans before he turns his attention back toward the challenger. Cholo picks Austin up and hurls him back into the ring. The WGWF World Champion climbs back up on the apron and steps back into the ring. Cholo reaches down to pick up Austin who counters with an Inside Cradle!
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Santana escapes with a kick out and beats Ramsey to his feet. Austin scrambles to get to a vertical base ducking under a lariat attempt by Cholo! Cholo spins around and is met with a boot to the midsection followed by a DDT that spikes the Champion on his lovely afro. Both Champion and Challenger are down with the referee starting his mandatory ten count.
DERRICK DIAMOND: A DDT by Ramsey might have just changed the momentum of this World Title match, but Austin can’t capitalize.
CENTURION: The referee is executing his ten count.
The count reaches five before Austin starts to stir and rolls over getting an arm over the chest of Cholo.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Cholo kicks out to a pop from the crowd as we see Austin getting to both knees. He steps back up to a vertical base and picks Cholo up off the mat. Austin laces Cholo with a stiff knife-edge chop that echoes throughout the arena before firing Cholo into a neutral corner. Austin explodes toward the corner connecting with a step-up shining wizard!
Austin brings Cholo out of the corner with a Cradle Suplex! Austin makes another cover.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Another kick out from Cholo!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Austin Ramsey needs to keep his foot on the gas!
Austin reaches his feet where he picks Cholo up and scoops him up over his shoulder! Ramsey looks for a running Powerslam that sees Cholo slip down the back and counter with a backstabber!
CENTURION: MEZCALITO BY CHOLO!
Several crucial seconds pass before Cholo can make a cover.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Austin kicks out to a huge gasp from the crowd!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Kick out by Ramsey!
Cholo starts working his way back to his feet when the crowd erupts with loud boos at the sight of MAC BANE emerging through the curtain. He stands at the top of the ramp with his hands on his hips. Cholo reaches his feet where he points up at Mac Bane. Mac waves at Cholo causing even more of a distraction that allows Austin to roll up Cholo with a School Boy.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Cholo escapes to a massive gasp from the crowd as he and Austin both get to a vertical base with Ramsey missing a running Lariat, the challenger bounces off the ropes and into a Military Press! Cholo holds Ramsey up in the air before bringing him down into a Michinoku Driver! Cholo has the cover with one leg hooked! The crowd counts along with the referee.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Austin barely escapes before the fatal count of three!
CENTURION: HOW CLOSE WAS THAT!
DERRICK DIAMOND: The presence of Mac Bane hasn’t thrown Cholo off his game, but I’m not going to lie it’s a little uncomfortable knowing how unhinged Mac Bane has gotten over the last several months.
Cholo reaches a vertical base and picks Austin up. Cholo drives Ramsey back into a neutral corner where he hoists him up to a seated position on the top rope. Cholo decks Austin with a right hand before stepping up to the middle rope and hooking in a front face lock. Cholo is suddenly hammered with jabbing shots to the ribs frantically trying to free himself and does! Austin shoves Cholo backward and sends him crashing down to the mat.
Mac Bane looks on from the top of the ramp with a vested interest.
Austin starts to stand up on the top turnbuckle sizing Cholo up. The crowd roars as Austin leaps off the top rope with a 450 Splash crashing down on top of Cholo! Ramsey makes the side press with a hook of the inside leg.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Cholo barely escapes with a kick out!
CENTURION: CHOLO IS STILL ALIVE!
Austin can’t believe it as he gets to both knees holding out three fingers toward the referee but is shown two by the official. Austin pounds the mat out of frustration.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Don’t argue with the referee, Ramsey! The World Title is at stake. Keep the pressure on!
Austin begins working his way back to his feet. He picks Cholo up and takes the Champion back into the ropes where he shoots him across the ring, Cholo reverses and it’s Ramsey who bounces off the ropes and into a Bossman Slam! Mac Bane starts to take a few steps down the ramp as Cholo makes the cover.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
NO! Austin kicks out! The crowd starts a massive “THIS IS AWESOME!” chant directed toward the ring.
CENTURION: If anything Austin Ramsey is showing the world that he can go!
Cholo starts working his way back up to his feet. Cholo picks Austin up off the mat and locks a front face lock where he delivers a Suplex. Cholo floats over into the cover.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Austin escapes with another kick out!
CENTURION: Frustration works both ways, Cholo can’t allow himself to get sidetracked and he must find a way to put this one away.
Cholo gets to his knees and looks up the ramp to see Mac Bane has made it halfway to the ring.
DERRICK DIAMOND: As hard as it might be, Cholo needs to forget Mac Bane is even here. You have to think that Mac knows his presence alone for both Cholo and Austin is enough to create a distraction.
Cholo gets back to his feet where he calls for EL MATADOR. Cholo starts to stalk Austin as we see the Challenger roll over to his stomach. Ramsey begins to push himself up to all fours before getting to one knee, and as Austin steps up to his feet Cholo comes up from behind looking to lock in the Full Nelson! Austin quickly drops to a seated position on the mat and counters into a victory roll!
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Cholo escapes with a kick out to another huge gasp from the crowd. Cholo beats Ramsey to his feet with Austin not far behind! Cholo scoops up Austin who slides down the back and catches Cholo with a Reverse DDT! Austin and Cholo are both laid out as the referee starts another standing ten count.
CENTURION: Cholo and Austin are both leaving it all in the ring!
The referee reaches a six-count before Austin begins to stir. Ramsey rolls toward the ropes and uses them to pull himself up to his feet. Austin backs up into a neutral corner as we see Cholo reaching one knee and stepping back up to a vertical base. Cholo staggers and turns around looking for Austin and finds himself eating a Superkick!
Austin falls on top of Santana with a cover.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Cholo kicks out!
DERRICK DIAMOND: SO CLOSE!
Austin gets to his knees and questions the count but sees Mac Bane at the foot of the ramp. Austin pops up to his feet and walks toward the ropes pointing at Mac and screaming something at him. Mac holds up both hands as if to say he comes in peace. Austin has a few more words that aren’t picked up on camera clearly enough to decipher before turning his attention back toward Cholo who is still laid out on the mat. Austin steps out to the ring apron and makes his way toward the nearest set of turnbuckles.
CENTURION: Austin is headed up to the top rope!
Austin reaches the top turnbuckle and stands up.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Cholo’s in trouble!
Austin sets himself and leaps off the top rope with the SHOOTING STAR PRESS!
CENTURION: AIR AUSTIN!
Cholo draws up his knees at the last possible second causing Austin to crash down on top of them driving them into the midsection! Ramsey clutches at his stomach as he starts getting back to his feet where Cholo comes up from behind locking the Full Nelson and delivering the FULL NELSON SLAM!
DERRICK DIAMOND: EL MATADOR!
Cholo makes the cover hooking both legs.
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2!!
3!!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL AND STILL WGWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION: “CHOLO” GIOVANNI SANTANA
Match Time: 26:18
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The crowd explodes as Cholo gets to both knees and has his arm raised in victory while being awarded the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Cholo has successfully defended the WGWF World Title against a GAME Austin Ramsey!
CJ Phoenix takes some more notes before getting out of his chair and exiting the ringside area. Cholo celebrates the victory but spins around to go face-to-face with MAC BANE! Security quickly floods the ring separating the two men.
CENTURION: Can you imagine what’s going to happen when Mac Bane and Cholo meet for the World Heavyweight Championship!?!?!
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WGWF cameras cut to the parking lot, where Pedro the Panda is absolutely going to town on an old car in the parking lot.
He brought his favorite playtime wrench! And he is giving it all the strength in his panda body, but isn’t making much progress.
After 20 plus whacks with the toy wrench, a WGWF staffer and arena security came sprinting out.
“Whoa whoa whoa whoa! What are you doing!”
Pedro peels a sticky note off of his fur and hands it to the staffer. It says “Destroying Cholo’s Car”. The staffers look at each other then back at the panda man.
“Umm……..” one of them spoke up. “That isn’t WGWF Champion Cholo’s car. Ever since winning the title, Ms. Page has made sure to provide transportation to and from the arena. You have the wrong car. And this is the destruction of property, and and we are going to have to ask you to leave.”
Pedro stopped hitting the car. He wiped his furry brow with an equally furry arm. The three stared at each other for a few moments. The men noticed there was no damage to the car.
After a few moments of staring at each other, the Panda went back to whacking the car. The men rolled their eyes and walked away, knowing that there was no way this rubber wrench was going to cause any real damage.
After another 10 or so whacks, another voice, strained as if out of breath, came into the picture.
“Hey! Ese! What chu doing mang, that es my car holmes!”
The panda, looking annoyed, stopped whacking the car again. The angry Mexican man looked like he was about to hit him. Pedro gives him the “one second” finger motion and reaches down next to the car. He picks up a wallet, pulls out a card and points to it.
“Que?! What chu asking?! A card?! What does a card have to do witchu hitting my car mang?!”
The panda pointed at the card furiously.
The Latino man realized the card in his hand was an ID card.
He pulls out an ID and shows it to the strange panda, who looks at it and face palms with a fuzzy hand.
The ID read “CHOLO GONZOLEZ”
The Panda dropped his arms as if to signal a misunderstanding. He picked up a cell phone, hit a few buttons, and pressed enter.
It was a translator.
He growled into the translator and showed the man.
On the phone screen it said “Rawr”.
The man looked confused.
“Que?”
The panda was frustrated now. He growled again, this time the translator app said “Rawr…….is your name Cholo?”
The man nodded. “Si…..mi nombre Cholo…..por que?”
Pedro looked to something off screen and nodded.
The man turned and looked but before he could process the situation………
SPEAR!!!!!!!!
He was damn near cut in half.
CHRIS CHAOS stands over the man, panting, with an insane look in his eyes.
Chris looked at Pedro.
“This prick’s name is Cholo?”
Pedro nods, scratching his butt.
Chris picks him up, placing him on his shoulders.
EQUALIZER THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD OF THE CAR!
It breaks, glass everywhere.
Chaos looks at Pedro, panting.
“THAT’S how you destroy a car…….and a cholo!”
He spits on the man. Sirens can be heard in the distance, as Chris and Pedro rush off the screen shortly before paramedics arrive on scene.
Derrick Diamond: A message sent to the world champion in Chaotic Fashion!
CENTURION: It wasn’t even the right Cholo! Chaos didn’t accomplish anything just now except for premeditated assault! He can’t compete for the World Title if he is in prison!
The camera’s fade out as we see a man being put into a neck brace as EMT’s work to find a pulse.
Match Credits: Goth and Chris Page
Graphic Credits: Match Graphics, Clyde Newton. Segment Graphics, Chris Page
Segments: Just about the entire roster 🙂