Monday Night Brawl Results: 6.17.2024
Jun 17, 2024 19:00:13 GMT -5
TheNewBreed, "Cholo" Giovanni Santana, and 1 more like this
Post by Jonathan Barrows on Jun 17, 2024 19:00:13 GMT -5
WGWF camera’s and staff were told to be out in front of Madison Square Garden for some unveiling before Monday Night Brawl. The show is Sold Out and it looks like there are thousands and thousands of people out in the front to see what is going on right now. You can see what looks to be a big statue but it's got a big tarp over it.
DENISE ESSEX: Welcome to the Pre Monday Night Brawl Party it seems. I was told to make sure I did not miss this unveiling of something big for the city of New York and Madison Square Garden. And there are people everywhere as well as celebrities and political leaders. You have from Derek Jeter to Patrick Ewing to Aaron Judge to Mark Messier to Jalen Bruson to Jon Jones to Aaron Rodgers. The Mayor of New York Eric Adams is here with the governor Kathy Hochul. Also here is the owner of Madison Square Garden, James Dolan.
Eric Adams walks up to the podium in front of the covered statue. Everyone is focused on him as they await the announcement as to what is going on at the moment.
ERIC ADAMS: I want to thank everyone who is here tonight. This was a surprise for the recipient of this statue but somehow, someone leaked there was an unveiling going on. Not that we were trying to hide this from all of you, we just didn't prepare for all of you to be here. So, i please ask that everyone be respectful and watch the traffic on the road because we are short police staff here tonight and you know how everyone drives in the city.
The people in attendance are cheering on the Mayor. Looks like he may get another term.
ERIC ADAMS: So, I don't want anyone to miss Monday Night Brawl and I don't want to keep the recipient waiting any longer, but this man deserves a statue here in front of Madison Square Garden. He was born in New York City. He gives back to the city like no one else from charities to schools to businesses to the political office. He visits the children's homes and makes sure the kids have what they need. He has the most Make A Wish visits then anyone who has been to New York to date. If I could push this man to run for President this year, I would. He would be the JOE to get the job done. So, without further ado. Let me introduce the man that is going to have a statue outside of Madison Square Garden. Some of you may know him as Twizted Thoughtz. Others know him as The Father of the Year. Everyone knows him as J Mont and the current Intercontinental Champion. Ladies and Gentleman. Let's give it up for JOE MONTUORI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
J Mont pops out from behind the statue that still has a tarp on it. The fans are going crazy. The other 49 states might hate J Mont, but New York City is home. He will always be loved here no matter what. J Mont starts to shake hands and slap fives with the fans. He then turns his attention to Eric Adams and shakes his hand followed by a hug of respect.
J MONT: Thank you Eric and everyone of the state of New York. This is a big honor and means a lot to me. I will make you proud as I always do. And tonight, I am going to dedicate this BIG WIN to everyone here in New York. Tonight will be the night that not only does my statue stand tall in the front of Madison Square Garden, but J Mont standing tall inside that ring as well. I will be a winner in and out of the Garden tonight. You can bet your life savings on it.
J Mont looks over to Eric, who nods at him to let him know the statue is about to be unveiled. And the countdown begins.
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The tarp gets pulled off and there is a statue of J MONT that looks amazing and life-like. J Mont, for once looks speechless and even smiles, which is a very rare thing for him to do unless it has to do with Mia and Gia. The fans are giving J Mont a big ovation. Eric Adams and the rest of the celebrities and political leaders are joining in as well as they one by one come up to J Mont and shake his hand. This is truly a special moment in the life of J Mont. New York City is acknowledging J Mont as a stand up citizen that the new generation needs to look up. About another 5 minutes of applause and congratulations goes around.
ERIC ADAMS: Once again, congratulations to you Joe Montuori. Now I want everyone to have a safe evening. Get home safe and if you are going to Brawl tonight, make sure you root for Joe to keep that IC title where it belongs. We need to remind everyone that this is the city that J Mont built.
J Mont shakes the hand of Eric one more time before he walks off. The fans start to split up all over the place. You can see Denise Essex trying to push through and get to J Mont. She doesn't have to rush as J Mont is staring at his statue as he collects his thoughts. And before he can think anymore, he hears a voice from the back.
DENISE ESSEX: Congratulations Champ. Seems very well deserved! How do you feel?
J MONT: SEEMS? This is a very well deserved award and I will keep giving back to my state because this is HOME. Everyone always tries to judge me but they really don't know me. I am a great husband. I am a great father. I am a great leader. I am a great Champion. I am a great human being. It’s really simple. You are either with me or you're against me. There is no middle ground. And tonight, the people of New York are With Me and I am going to make them proud.
DENISE ESSEX: Does this statue give you anymore motivation to go out there tonight and get that win?
J MONT: This statue is a reminder to everyone that J Mont is the King of New York. That J Mont is the man that everyone wants to be. Tonight, the ODDS are stacked against me and it seems it's a longshot that I leave here with my IC Title, but I love when the ODDS aren't in my favor. I am going to prove all the math majors wrong. They think that 5 is greater than 1, but you have to take into consideration who the 1 is. When the 1 is a sadistic crazy man like me, then 5 is not greater. 1>5
DENISE ESSEX: 5? You are only fighting 3 people!
J MONT: Denise, you cannot forget Page and Lexi. They might not be competitors, but they are involved in the match. And I really am liking that number 5. Which brings me to my 5th member of Team Mont for War Games. He is here in the building tonight and will show his face. He is like FAMILY to me!
DENISE ESSEX: Why cant you just say its CHOLO and stop with all the shenanigans?
J MONT: I will let him make the announcement. I promised him that I would let him announce himself as the 5th member.
DENISE ESSEX: So I am right? Cholo is Team Mont. Last Smash kinda gave that away.
J MONT: No Comment!
J Mont smirks at Denise, as he looks at the statue one more time, giving it a salute as he makes his way towards the arena as he gets ready for a big night. Denise is standing there with more questions than answers. She did not do her job well tonight.
Derrick Diamond: I cannot wait to see Cholo announce himself as the 5th member.
Flash Rotten: Something doesn't seem right here. I have been around J Mont. My gut is telling me something different.
Derrick Diamond: Is your gut telling you that you want a Hot Pretzel off one of the shopping carts outside?
Flash Rotten: Very funny Dick, but all these clues just don’t add up to me. Maybe Cholo is the 5th and im just overthinking this.
The camera cuts to the Cassette Collective’s locker room. SYNN and Je$tyr Seryou$ have made themselves at home. Je$tyr lounges in a chair, his feet propped up on a desk, puffing on a thick cigar. He exhales a cloud of smoke, his eyes scanning the room with a look of casual disdain. Across from him, SYNN sits cross-legged on a bench, one of the the WGWF Tag Team titles draped across her lap. Her fingers trace the outline of the championship belt absentmindedly, her expression one of bored amusement.
Je$tyr takes another drag of his cigar, the smoke curling lazily into the air. He flicks some ash off to the side and then leans back, a smirk playing on his lips.
Seryou$: "So, like this is
?MoNDay NiGHT BRAWL, HuH?"
No WoNDeR I’M F’N BoReD!!!!
SO whatcha wanna DO Ms. 7 DeaDLy???
His voice drips with sarcasm, his eyes locking onto SYNN's.
SYNN's bored expression suddenly shifts, her eyes lighting up with a wicked glint. She turns to Je$tyr, a slow, mischievous smile spreading across her face.
Synn: "Peekaboo?"
Je$tyr chuckles, a low, sinister sound. He straightens up, tossing the cigar aside.
Seryou$: "Sounds like a TuRRiBLE IDEA…I’M IN," he agrees, his voice tinged with anticipation.
SYNN stands, the championship still in her grasp, and moves towards the door. The camera follows her as she opens it just a crack, peeking out into the hallway. She glances back at Je$tyr, her smile widening.
Synn: "Let's give them a night they won't forget."
Seryou$: RiGHT…HoW ABoUT THIS…
The Clown jerks the camera close to him as he holds up the other half of the WGWF World Tag Team Titles and says…
SeRyOu$: Pax and WHATEVER YOUR OTHER STUPID NAME IS, THE ONLY THING COLLECTIVE ABOUT THE 2 oF YOu DiLDO’Z IS…WE THINK YoU
~!$!~ CoLLeCTiVeLY SuCK ~!$!~
PLUS A WHOLE BUNCH OF OTHER STUFF WE CAN’T SAY ON TV NO MORE!!!
HAHAHAHAAHAHAH SoRRy NOT SoRRy!!!!!
As the camera focuses on Jenny Myst, she exudes an air of confidence, her smile poised and enigmatic. The spotlight seems to amplify her presence as she sits in the center of the ring, legs crossed, holding the microphone with a sense of purpose. The ambiance suggests that something significant is about to unfold as the audience eagerly awaits her words. Amby, her Amber Mansley replica doll, sits on a baby chair next to her, with a stick on a name tag that reads "Co-Host".
Jenny: HELLO NEW YORK!
The New York crowd stops protesting for Palestine long enough to deliver a cheer for the cheap pop.
Jenny: War Games is right around the corner, and the entire landscape of this company is about to shift. This match has massive implications for the future of this fine establishment, and the proverbial line in the sand is going to be drawn with a pickaxe. The future of WGWF as we know it rides on the outcome of this match and I couldn’t be more excited.
She looks over at Amby, who is sitting on the chair like a big girl! Jenny smiles at her, but when she brings the mic back to her lips her tone is far more serious.
Jenny: It was a year ago…..one whole year ago, that the ink dried on my contract. A whole year ago this month. Look what the company looked like back then. Look who was on top, and look who is no longer with us. A year ago this month I decided to come to a new place, a new home, for the first time in eight years. It’s scary coming to a place knowing no one. There were some familiar faces, but I was like the new kid in school who wanted to make a good impression and do my best to fit in. I walked into this very building and I did exactly that. I right wrongs, I got revenge, and I made my mark on this company. I took out Lycana, a self proclaimed ‘legend’ in women’s wrestling, and sent her back to the trailer park meth lab with her husband. It was in this very building that I opened eyes and silenced doubters before going on to have arguably the greatest single year of my career, and perhaps the best of any one superstar in this company. I took a foundation I had spent eight long years building, and I constructed real estate on top of it. I broke ground, right here, in this stop, in this ring, in this arena, in front of all of you over-taxed incels and I became Your Highness of Violence.
Now……."
The crowd is interacting now, as one thing New Yorkers don’t like is being talked down to.
Jenny: “......here I am again, on the final Brawl before War Games–an event where I will be on the winning team, might I add–in front of all of you again and this time it’s a different kind of therapy session. Instead of watching me work wonders in the ring, because our GM Hack Daniels couldn’t book a library, you get to open your minds and think outside the box for once. I know that’s hard for New Yorkers, but if you all put your collective Hive Minds together maybe you'll find the Brain Bug……
Starship Troopers…..
Anyone? ANYONE?”
Nobody seems to get it, typical.
Jenny: “God this city sucks so much. Alright well then since you uncultured swine can’t get a reference, maybe you can put your listening caps on for just a few minutes. Yeah?
Derrick Diamond: She is in rare form tonight! Where is the bubbly, goofy Jenny we’re accustomed to?
Flash Rotten: It may be that special week for her……..
Derrick Diamond: This is the intensity she needs to take into War Games.
Jenny: The topic of today’s session is EGO. Yes, EGO. The word that Chris Page likes to throw around on his little radio program, that he likes to play videos about, that he likes to mock and belittle, all because someone has a bigger one than he does. He radiates small ego energy, and Candice probably has a hard time finding it without the lights on. HE himself projects onto us what a BIG ego is supposed to look like, but when a big swinging ego walks into the gym next to him he moves a few treadmills down, if you get what I am saying.”
Derrick Diamond: …………and shots at the boss. She’s really Mont-no-tized.
Flash Rotten: I am still chalking it up to that wonderful week.
Jenny: “I chose to say YES to Joe Montuori’s offer for me to join his War Games team because I see how passionate he is. He loves this business, this company, his Fortunate Family…..and he displays not just the morals, but the resume, of a true winner. All real winners have Ego’s. If you don’t have an ego, it’s probably because you’re a loser. Chris Page doesn’t have an ego, he has a platform and a God Complex, and surrounds himself with yes men with their lips stuck to his ass. He doesn’t give people an opportunity, he instead hands them out to his cronies and then blames Joe when they get their asses handed back to them without the receipt. Chris Page is a legendary wrestler, but don’t for one second think that the mark he has had on this industry is any higher or any more influential than Joe Montuori. It’s just been longer—he’s like 60 by now. Really robbin the cradle there eh Page? Bagged you a nice milf and suddenly wrestling isn’t a priority for ya anymore? Well, you’re stepping into the ring with 5 of the best in this business and the mishmash collection of mid carders you bribed into drafting you to their team to make yourself look better by comparison is going to let you down harder than snapped cables at a construction site.
You just LOOOOOOOOOVE to call Joe a narcissist, and how his ego will be his downfall. Love those adorable videos, and that deck stacking. Power trip? It SCREAMS jealousy. It is clear you want what JMONT has, to be what JMONT is, to travel back in time to be a young man again so you can be just like JMONT. The only difference is that the TV’s aren’t exclusively in Black and White anymore.
So without further ado……..let me bring out yet another big guest……..
It’s kinda what I do around here…….
You know him from his chart-topping hits and his larger-than-life persona. Ladies and gentlemen, please give a warm welcome to JMONTS Ego!"
Derrick Diamond: What?!
Flash Rotten: Is our arena big enough for that?!
The crowd erupts in cheers and applause as the house lights dim. The familiar beats of JMONTS' hit song reverberate through the arena, signaling his grand entrance. Suddenly, a semi-truck's backup beep echoes loudly, causing the audience to turn their heads in anticipation.
Jenny: (laughing) "I think he's here, folks!"
The semi-truck, a massive, gleaming vehicle adorned with flashy decals, backs into the arena, its beeping a rhythmic announcement of something monumental. The driver, Paul Page, a gangly man in a trucker hat and sunglasses, steps out of the cab with an air of confidence. He walks to the back of the truck and unlatches the massive doors.
Jenny: "And here comes the star of the show!"
The audience gasps as the back of the truck opens and 20 Mexican handlers, all in matching uniforms, begin to emerge. They move with purpose, tugging on thick ropes and chains. The crowd is on the edge of their seats, craning their necks to see what monumental object requires such a collective effort.
Jenny: "This is going to be something else, I can feel it!"
The handlers struggle and strain, their combined strength slowly revealing the giant letters inside the truck. After several minutes of concerted effort, the letters E-G-O, each towering over the handlers, finally make their appearance, glinting under the stage lights.
Derrick Diamond: Those letters are massive!
Flash Rotten: Did you expect anything different?
Jenny: "There it is, folks! The Ego of JMONTS, in all its glory!"
The audience roars with applause and laughter, appreciating the over-the-top spectacle. The letters are carefully maneuvered and positioned next to Jenny on the stage, creating an imposing backdrop for the interview.
Jenny: "Thank you, Paul, and thank you to our amazing handlers!"
Paul tips his hat to Jenny and the audience before climbing back into the semi-truck and driving off stage. The handlers take their seats in the audience, receiving a warm round of applause for their efforts.
Jenny: "And now, without further ado, let's bring out the man himself. Ladies and gentlemen, JMONTS!"
The music swells again, and JMONTS strides out from backstage, his charisma palpable. It is a large man in an eggplant emoji costume, and he walks with a big-dick-swag. He waves to the audience, his smile as bright as the stage lights, and takes a seat next to Jenny, the giant E-G-O letters looming behind them.
Jenny: "JMONTS, welcome to the show! That was quite an entrance!"
JMONTS: (laughing) "Thanks, Jenny! You know I had to do it big."
Jenny: "Of course! So, tell us, what's the story behind this enormous ego?"
JMONTS: "Well, Jenny, my ego is a big part of who I am. It's not just about being confident; it's about embracing who you are and not being afraid to show it. I thought, why not make it literal for a change?"
Jenny: "I love it! It's definitely a statement. How do you balance having such a big ego with staying grounded?"
JMONTS: "It's all about perspective. I know it might seem over the top, but it's also a way to keep myself in check. When you see your ego out there, as big as those letters, it reminds you to stay humble and keep working hard."
Flash Rotten: I’m gonna be sick. This is an egregious waste of air time. Myst and Mont making a total mockery of WGWF programming.
Derrick Diamond: I am quite entertained, actually.
Flash Rotten: You would be.
Jenny: We're here with JMONTS, and we've been talking about his incredible career and his, quite literally, enormous ego. JMONTS, there's been a lot of buzz about some of your peers in the industry. I want to get your thoughts on a few of them. What do you think of Devlin Knight, Mason Maxwell Stone, John Cable, and Chris Page?"
JMONTS leans back in his chair, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. He takes a moment before responding, his tone sincere.
JMONTS: "You know, Jenny, it's always great to talk about people who are making waves in the industry. Devlin Knight, Mason Maxwell Stone, John Cable, and Chris Page are all incredibly talented in their own right.
The audience leans in, eager to hear his thoughts.
Jenny: "Let's start with Devlin Knight. What are your thoughts on him?"
JMONTS: "Devlin Knight is trying, I'll give him that. He's got a certain style, but let's face it—his talent is nowhere near mine. He's not as innovative, not as charismatic, and definitely not as handsome. Have you seen the guy? When I walk into a room, heads turn. When Devlin walks in, people ask who let the intern out of the office. And let's not even start on his package; he's playing in the minor leagues while I'm the major attraction."
The audience murmurs, intrigued by JMONTS' boldness.
Jenny: "Interesting perspective. And what about Mason Maxwell Stone?"
JMONTS: "Mason Maxwell Stone? He's got a resume, sure, but it's nothing compared to mine. He might bring some experience, but I bring the whole damn storm. Plus, let's be real—he's not as good-looking as I am. I set the standard for looks in this industry, and he's just another face in the crowd. And don't get me started on his cars. Mason's probably still leasing while I’m buying straight out of the dealership. He wouldn't even be allowed in the same waiting room as me."
The audience reacts with a mix of admiration and shock at JMONTS' bluntness.
Jenny: "John Cable is next on the list. Your thoughts?"
JMONTS: "John Cable? Please. The guy's got presence, I'll give him that, but it's nothing compared to mine. When I'm in the ring, it's an event. When John's in the ring, it's just another show. And as for looks, well, let's just say he won't be winning any beauty contests anytime soon. And in terms of manhood, I've got him beat by a mile. The dealership where I buy my cars wouldn't even let him in the door—he's just not on my level."
The audience murmurs, a mix of laughter and disbelief.
Jenny: "And last but not least, Chris Page. What do you think of him?"
JMONTS: "Chris Page? The guy's a good podcaster, sure, but he's not the legend everyone thinks he is. His skills in the ring are decent, but mine are exceptional. He's never going to touch the kind of success I've had. And as for looks, let's just say he doesn't quite measure up. I'm the whole package—talent, looks, and everything else. Chris? He's just another guy trying to make it big. He wouldn’t be allowed within a mile of the dealership I get my cars from."
Jenny nods, clearly impressed by JMONTS' confidence.
Jenny: "It's clear you have a lot of confidence in yourself, JMONTS."
JMONTS: "Absolutely, Jenny. In this industry, you have to know your worth and own it. I'm the best at what I do, and I'm not afraid to say it."
Jenny: "And........what about him, what do you think about this guy?"
Jenny gestures behind JMONTS. He turns around, and to his surprise, standing there is the original JMONT, looking as confident as ever.
Without missing a beat, the original JMONT hits a JKO out of nowhere, sending the ego version crashing to the floor.
Derrick Diamond: JKO! JMONT JUST JKO'D HIS OWN EGO!
Flash Rotten: I've seen it all now.
Jenny: I guess you could say that even JMONT'S ego isn't as big of a star as he is......
He laughs and drops the mic as the two hug in the middle of the ring.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
We see the ring surrounded with clowns as the two teams of Clowns R Us are facing Cholo and CJ Phoenix as the official is checking them all for illegal objects and other trickery. We see Cholo look around the ring, snarling at all the clowns who are either too busy waving towards the fans or towards the four competitors. We see the official tell the four men that the match is on. The clowns charge in on both Cholo and Phoenix, who dumps both clowns over the top rope into the clowns. Pogo gets caught by a few clowns as they start to clown surf the little fellow while Stitches gets tossed back into the ring. There we see Cholo grab hold of him in his patented full Nelson only for CJ Phoenix to climb the turnbuckles and dives off for an Double Axhandle. But Stitches had it scouted, lifting up his feet and blasts the big time shoes into the face of CJ Phoenix as he falls to the canvas. Stitches then manages to surprise Cholo as he hits a Hurricanfrana into a pinning position as the official starts to count to three
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CJ Phoenix breaks it up as he drops an elbow on Stitches, pulling him off of Cholo before executing a standing dropkick that sends Cholo through the ropes where we see Pogo stand on the ring apron and tags him in before falling into the ring while the crowd laughs out loud.
Derrick Diamond: I believe the little fellow forgot that it is a Tornado tag match
Flash Rotten: Shhh, don’t spoil it for the little fellow.
Pogo gets back up to his feet, looks over his shoulder as we see the clowns start to juggle around with Stitches as they hand him some balls and other toys as this prevents him from getting back into the ring to assist Pogo. Pogo then turns around, stares into the two figures that are the world champion and the number one contender. Cholo grabs hold of Pogo, places him on the top turnbuckles before placing him on the shoulders. We see CJ Phoenix run the ropes, runs towards the opposite side of the ring and then jumps off the ropes to connect with a flying forearm onto the little clown on top of the shoulders of Cholo as that drops Pogo to the canvas before CJ Phoenix places a finger on top of the chest of the little clown for the cover.
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Pogo manages to get his tiny shoulders off the canvas as that prevents the three count to be administered. CJ Phoenix is about to pick him up, only to get a few balls thrown to the back of his head from the outside by Stitches and all of the other clowns who noticed the attack on the little Pogo and start to gang up as clowns. They start to climb the ring apron as we see Cholo and CJ Phoenix get back to back while looking around the ring.
Derrick Diamond: It’s the Planet of the Clowns!!!!
Flash Rotten: They didn’t like how they treated Pogo!!!
We see a few clowns get into the ring, grabbing hold of water balloons, plastic flowers and even one who pulled a rabbit out of a high hat. They start to attack Cholo, giving Stitches the opportunity to look after Pogo to see whether the little fellow is alright.
Derrick Diamond: This is unfair!!!
Flash Rotten: Well, it is a no disqualification match Derrick
We see the clowns gang up on both men, but suddenly they all turn around as they are holding flowers that they had been given by Cholo. All smiling as they smell the flowers before hopping out of the ring and walk to the back as that leaves the team of Stitches and Pogo alone with the champ and the number one contender.
Flash Rotten: Did Cholo just bribed the clowns???
Derrick Diamond: I don’t know what he told them, but it worked!!!
Pogo runs the ropes, starts to scream with a high pitch voice for the clowns to come bck. But they all seem like some sort of a voodoo clowns as they are all mesmerized by the flowers that they were handed. Stitches taps Pogo on the shoulder as he looks worried to the two much larger men, only for Pogo to swat it away as he is too busy to get the clowns back to the ring. This causes Cholo to grab hold of Stitches and Body Slams him into the middle fo the ring while CJ Phoenix dropkicks little Pogo through the ropes to the outside only for his big shoes to get caught between the bottom ropes.
Derrick Diamond: Uh oh…, the little fellow is being tied up!!!
We see Cholo pick up Stitches once more, delivering a big time Suplex as CJ Phoenix jumps off the turnbuckles for a big time splash before going for the cover.
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Ding! Ding! Ding!
We see the official raise the arms of CJ Phoenix and Cholo while they celebrate their victory over the former tag team champions.
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Winners by Pinfall : CJ Phoenix & Cholo
Time: 7:51
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We see J Mont backstage at the cafeteria of the arena, looking annoyed at the food while grumbling something underneath his breath.
J Mont: Who the fuck made this menu? Oh wait, this is Monday Night Brawl, so I know that jackass Daniels had something to do with this. At least on Brawl, the food was fresh and looked good.
The camera pans out as we see J Mont walk up to the cook, holding a plate in his hands that is still empty. It is almost as if steam is coming out of his ears for some reason as he places the plate in front of the cook.
Cook: Can I help you sir??
J Mont: The meatballs look oddly shaped, just like Lexi Gold’s Tits. The shrimp looks spoiled and smells like Devlin Knight. The chicken wings have some pink in the middle like it’s not completely cooked. They must be the Maxwell Stone edition because he is the biggest Pussy in the WGWF. And then these Grapes look like they came from the B.C. Era. Did Chris Page drop these off? Jesus man, you SUCK at this job. You got a better chance of making it as Enigma’s new driver, then a cook here.
Cook: I am sorry you aren't happy about the selection of the food sir. I would suggest that you contact your General Manager as he was the one that approved it all.
This causes J Mont to get even more frustrated as he is about to throw the plate upon the ground but refrains himself from doing so at the final moment as he starts to laugh.
Joe Montuori: You know what man? I think you need a lesson just like Page, Daniels and Barrows learned. You will never have a FORTUNATE life and right now, things look to be very UNFORTUNATE for you. I think it’s best if I just buy whatever shitty business you are involved in and save the world of another worthless piece of shit. Not even the bums of New York City would eat your crap. Shit, I even think John Cable would rather eat shit from a Police Horse outside than these meatballs. Why don't you walk outside and yell the KNICKS suck and see what happens to you!
We suddenly see the camera pan out, causing the crowd to go wild when the current General Manager Jack Daniels gets behind J Mont with a plate of tacos in his hands. The General Manager places the plate of tacos on the table beside him before grabbing hold of the left arm of J Mont and drops him with his very own JKO just like he did a few weeks ago on the General Manager.
Flash Rotten: GOOD GOD!! He did it even better than Montuori!!!
Jack Daniels gets up and grabs hold of his plate of tacos before emptying it all over the fallen J Mont before bending down and placing a bill upon his back.
Jack Daniels: Here’s the bill Joe, and you just ruined the final pieces of Tacos. Oh and one more thing, tonight in the Main Event, every member of your little group is banned from ringside. Jenny, Amber, Rocco, and even Chris Chaos. And that also goes for Paul and Paula Page if they want to try anything. As a matter of fact, this also applies to John Gable, Fred Knight and Lexi Fold.
Derrick Diamond: That’s huge!!!
Jack Daniels: So if I were you, I would go and prepare for your match champ, because you got a title to lose.
J Mont: 4 PLUS 1 EQUALS 5 Daniels. Tengo un hermano en el CHOLO!
Jack Daniels laughs at the threat of J Mont as he walks away. With his back turned, you can see J Mont flipping Daniels off as he rips up the bill that was left for him. J Mont then, out of nowhere, gets this evil sinister smirk on his face as he gets himself up off the ground, wiping the Taco Mess off of him.
J Mont: That was a CHECKERS move Daniels. I already have the CHECKMATE in my back pocket!
J Mont walks away from the mess as the Cook stands there in confusion as he doesnt know what to do now. There is food everywhere and all the complaints from J Mont are running through his head.
Derrick Diamond: Daniels definitely got some revenge here and even stacked the ODDS even more on J Mont, but that look on his face tells me that he has a plan.
Flash Rotten: As much as I despise J Mont, this man has one of the most creative minds in the industry. You can never put anything past him. If everyone involved in the Main Event tonight thinks J Mont is going in there alone, then they have another thing coming. Something BIG is going down, but what is it?
A Voice can be heard over the PA systems of the Arena.
VOICE: Ladies and Gentleman, if you are looking for allergic symptoms such as watery eyes, runny nose, sneezing, itching, coughing, wheezing, difficulty breathing, headache, fatigue, asthma attacks and syphilis, look no further then LEXI MOLD!
VOICE: All these symptoms sound like the ones that John Cable has been getting over the past year so it sounds as if Cable has his heart set on LEXI MOLD! And since John Cable loves to make money off The Fortunate Ones ideas, here is another one. Try selling MOLD with your stupid masks on it!
WHEN LIFE GIVES YOU LEXI MOLD, MAKE PENICILLIN!
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DERRICK DIAMOND: The Fortunate Ones really know how to make money in the business world!
FLASH ROTTEN: J Mont and The Fortunate Ones love to poke the bears!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Team Devlin wishes they were as tough as a bear!
FLASH ROTTEN: All i know is that tonight’s Main Event is going to be a long night for Mont!
The scene shifts to the dimly lit corridors of the arena. SYNN and Je$tyr move with an eerie stealth, eventually reaching the one designated for Clowns R Us. SYNN places a finger to her lips, signaling for silence, and then slowly, ever so slowly, pushes the door open just a crack.
(GREAT NEWZ…IT’S EmPTy…JuST LIKE IT’S OCCuPaNTZ SKULLz!! HEHEHE)
Je$tyr grins, his eyes gleaming with a sinister delight. He mimics SYNN's words, his voice low and haunting. "I see you."
They then bust into the locker room only this isn’t the SyNN and Je$TyR we saw just a moment ago? Well it is…But they have on John Cable masks. Well Synn does Jestyr has his on backwards as it has the word
!!!!D.W.E.E.B.!!!!!CRuDeLy WRiTTeN ACROSS THE BACK OF IT!!!
Synn bursts in and looks around and doesn’t see anyone. SHe then rolls her eyes and snatches the mask off her face and then turns to look at her partner who still has his on backwards and doesn’t see shit. She shakes her head and well…WATCH
Synn: CLOWN WHAT THE HELL? There’z no one even in here?!
Je$TyR SeRyOu$: Well how the hell am I supposed to know I can’t see shit in this damn thing!
Synn: Well maybe that’s because you have it on backwards?
Je$TyR SeRyOu$: What? Judging by the moves he’s made lately it’s how he wears it…HuH?...HuH??...WHAT NOTHIN?...COME ON THAT WAS FUNNY!!!
Synn: JOKES? BAD JOKES? RIGHT NOW? CLOWN THIS IS…
Je$TyR SeRyOu$: WAIT THAT’S MY LINE
?SeRyOu$?THAT’Z WHAT U WUZ GUNNA SAY RIGHT?
SYNN tilts her head, studying them with a predatory gaze. "Peekaboo," she says softly, almost sweetly.
Pogo and stitches walk into the room and drop their pies on the floor. The immediately get into fighting stance.
"We're here to play."
Je$tyr steps forward, ripping the mask off of his head his smile widening. "And we always win."
The door slams shut and loud crashing and banging is heard inside, along with Pogo's squealing.
We see Colossus in the ring, anticipating the arrival of Captain Righteous, but we get an arrival of General Manager Jack Daniels as he puts the microphone to his mouth.
Jack Daniels: As General Manager I have to take care of our fans and our pro wrestlers, sadly Captain Rigehteous had a family problem that prevents him from showing up.
The crowd reacts to his comment, causing Jack Daniels to nod his head before holding his hand in the air.
Jack Daniels: So I found a suitable replacement for the Captain, as I do not want to disappoint you the fans and YOU Colossus. His replacement is the man from the Netherlands!! Goth!!
We see Goth come out to the arena to a mixed reaction, he gets in the ring and gets face to face with Colossus as the bell starts to ring.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Colossus charges in on Goth, driving his massive frame into Goth as that drops him to the canvas hard. Colossus picks him up to his feet and executes a Body Slam before running to the ropes as he prepares himself to execute a splash on Goth who rolls out of the way at the final moment.
Derrick Diamond: Good Grief!! Goth got out of the way at the right moment!!!
We see Goth slowly get to his feet, grabbing hold of the head of Colossus and starts to blast him face first into the canvas before hooking him in a reverse chinlock as he pulls hard on the head as the big man reaches for the ropes for a moment before realizing that he is too far away. Colossus uses his massive girth and strength to push him up to his knees before driving a massive elbow into the ribs of Goth that breaks up the hold that Goth had on him. Colossus drives a massive fist into his midsection pushing Goth into the ropes as the veteran comes off the ropes with a knee to the side of the monsters head.
Flash Rotten: That…. That didn’t even faced him!!!!
Colossus shakes his head before showing a massive grin on his face, dropping Goth with a massive clothesline before dropping a few elbows to the chest of Goth as that sends his lower body upwards into the air due to the impact of the force that drops on top of him.
Flash Rotten: That monster is just destroying a legend!!!
Colossus grabs hold of Goth as he drags him towards the corner of the ring where he climbs the turnbuckles before dropping a big time Splash on top of the veteran as he hooks both legs while the official starts to use the three count on Goth.
1!!
2!!!
3!!!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Derrick Diamond: Good Grief!! What a dominant effort from this monster!!!!
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Winner by pinfall: Colossus
Time: 5:18 minutes
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We see Goth sprawled in the ring, medics come down the ring to assist the veteran as he is really feeling the effects of the beat down he has suffered at the hands of Colossus. He is coughing up some blood as this causes fans to look on with concern on their faces.
Derrick Diamond: That does not look good for the Gothic One.
We see the medics hold one arm across either of them as they have Goth leaning on them in the middle while being helped to the back. We see fans stand up and applaud the veteran, giving him the respect that the man deserves as we see Goth’s face look up for a moment before nodding his head as the medics and Goth walk to the back.
Derrick Diamond: I hope things aren’t as bad as this looks, but this does not look great!!
A Voice can be heard over the PA systems of the Arena.
VOICE: Ladies and Gentleman, the year of 1916 was when a Polish immigrant named Nathan Handwerker started a nickel hot dog stand on Coney Island. And 1979 was the first year of Nathan’s Hot Dog Eating Contest. The first ever winner ate 10 Hot Dogs in 10 Minutes. By 2001, that is when the records started with Takeru Kobayashi ate 50 Hot Dogs. Then 2007, here comes Joey Chestnut with 66 Hot Dogs down. Winning another 16 for Chestnut with a new record of 76 Hot Dogs is something that will probably never be broken. But what a minute. July 4th, 2024, there is going to be a man to not only break that record of 76 Hot Dogs, but to also win his first ever Nathan’s Title.
VOICE: That’s right. You can call this man John Cablenutt. John Chestcable. But, John Cable will finally stand tall after having a horrible year in the WGWF. John Blade will be in attendance laughing at him as he was drafted before Cable and will want the first crack at the Nathan’s Title. This is going to be quite the Combo when you combine Lexi Mold and John Cablenutt with Hot Dogs involved. We all know that Devlin, Max and Page are all jealous of this.
THE NEXT AWARD FOR JOHN CABLE IS THE OSCAR WIENER AWARD!!!
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DERRICK DIAMOND: TFO with Myst is just a combo that I don't know if anyone in the WGWF can stop!
FLASH ROTTEN: It’s only a matter of time before Mont turns on Myst like he did with Benson!
DERRICK DIAMOND: If you remember correctly, Mont and Benson pulled the wool over everyone's eyes!
FLASH ROTTEN: Good Point. But I can tell you that John Cable is not going to take this lightly!
We interrupt this regularly scheduled commercial for something more important than watching some cartoon bears complain about their butts being dirty and that long laundry list of side effects for a pill that has one job compared to a million things it causes. Instead, we travel to the web and a live web show. A man who is both pretty and handsome at the same time stands in the center of a stage as some band plays an entrance tune and audience clapping sounds are piped in over the audio cause this man isn’t in a studio.
J.C.: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, MILFs of all ages. I am your host, the man who puts the bad in badminton, J.C. “Your mom has me on speed dial cause she loves the way I star sixty-nine her” Savior. And welcome to Savior-ing the Moment. This week, I have a very special guest. He is more than a man, he is truly a monster. A man who recently won his first title in a federation called WGWF, then lost it the following week but is making a march to their War Games pay-per-view on June 30th in lovingly sinful Las Vegas. As you all know, I work from there so I will be in attendance with one to twenty of my closest lady friends. So without further ado, let me introduce you to the return of the HATEBRINGER….Corey Bull!
The monster known as Corey Bull walks out of a partition and shakes hands with JC, who he towers over by about a foot. They walk to a pair of lounging chairs and after an awkward moment of Bull trying to figure out how to fit his mass into it, they sit down.
JC: As you can see from the little side table, I brought your favorite straight bourbon Larceny.
Bull: Thank you JC but that won’t be necessary. We do not have a lot of time on our hands and we want to get some more preparation in for our upcoming match.
JC: Yes let's talk about that. You will face Gideon King, John Blade, and your partner in DEATH Damage. How do you feel about this?
Bull shrugs.
Bull: We feel the same as if it was all members of the Fortunate Ones or some C-rated wrestlers that they scrapped up off the street. This is a match that requires our complete attention and complete domination. But more than that, it is a match we must plan accordingly and do what needs to be done to stand at the head of the table at War Games.
JC has a glass in his hand and is taking a drink and seems very comfortable.
JC: Mmm that Amber Mansley, she could influence me. Mow I understand this is a Monsters Ball match though. As I understand it from my years in the industry, you are required to be shut off from the world for twenty four hours, no food, no water, and no light. How do you prepare for something that is very out of the ordinary?
Bull: Well your concept of time is shattered. So you have to find that spot within that you can focus on and create your world, your energy. Build it up and when the time comes to release it, you turn your opponents into crime scenes.
JC: Crime scenes! I see, is that a reference to that one show that started in Vegas? You know what, scratch that last question. What people really want to know, and I am sure you hear this all the time. Do you hear voices in your head? Do they comfort you? Talk to you?
Bull cracks his neck.
Bull: No…we are the voices in our head. It is a complex situation that we do not have the time to explain today. As it is JC…we do have a plane to catch. It was good to see you again. Too bad you got canceled on prime time.
JC: Yeah and I couldn’t get HBO to pick me up. Well that's alright big guy, I'm glad you had the time to stop and do a quick chat. After these messages from our sponsors, we are gonna let you know the top ten female wrestlers of the week, as judged by me and what I think my chances are with them. Lets hear it one more time for the Hatebringer Corey Bull.
The fake applause filters in and the camera fades to black.
The camera cuts to a secluded corner of the arena, where SYNN and Je$tyr Seryou$ have taken their unsettling game to the next level. Both are now wearing disturbingly lifelike John Cable masks, the visages eerily accurate, adding a layer of surreal menace to their appearance. The masks capture every detail of the WGWF powerhouse’s face, from the stern eyes to the strong jawline, creating an uncanny valley effect that sends chills down the spine.
The scene shifts to John Cable, who is walking through the dimly lit backstage area, his focus seemingly on his massive Main Event Match.
Suddenly, a whisper cuts through the silence.
Synn: (whisper) "Peekaboo."
John stops in his tracks, his eyes narrowing as he scans the area.
Je$tyr: "I see you."
The tone is mocking, filled with an eerie glee.
John turns, searching for the source of the voices.
From behind a stack of equipment, SYNN steps out, her John Cable mask illuminated by the flickering lights. She tilts her head, the mask's fixed expression creating a disturbing juxtaposition with her lithe, menacing movements.
"Peekaboo," she says again, her voice soft and haunting.
John's eyes widen in surprise, then narrow in anger as he takes in the sight of the masked figure.
Before he can react, Je$tyr emerges from the opposite direction, also wearing a John Cable mask. "I see you," he repeats, his voice a sinister mimicry of SYNN's.
John clenches his fists, his gaze darting between the two masked figures. "What the hell is this?" he growls, his voice a low rumble.
SYNN and Je$tyr move in a slow, deliberate circle around him, their masks reflecting the dim light in a grotesque manner. "It's just a game, John," SYNN purrs. "A little game of peekaboo."
John's patience is wearing thin, his body coiled like a spring ready to snap. "Take those damn masks off," he demands, his voice filled with a mix of anger and unease.
Je$tyr laughs, a cold, hollow sound. "But we like these masks. They suit us, don’t you think?"
SYNN steps closer, her masked face just inches from John's. "Peekaboo," she whispers, her breath warm against the mask. "I see you."
John's control snaps. He lunges at SYNN, but she sidesteps with a dancer's grace, leaving John to stumble forward. Je$tyr seizes the moment, stepping in close and taunting him further. "You can't catch us, John. We're everywhere. We see everything."
John regains his footing, his face a mask of fury. "I'm going to make you regret this," he snarls, his voice thick with menace.
SYNN and Je$tyr laugh in unison, their voices blending into a chilling harmony. They back away slowly, their masks still fixed on John, creating a scene that is as surreal as it is terrifying. "Good luck with that, John," SYNN says, her voice dripping with mockery. She steps back into the shadows and her voice is back to a sultry whisper.
"Peekaboo."
With that, they both disappear into the shadows.
A Voice can be heard over the PA systems of the Arena.
VOICE: Ladies and Gentleman, 1998 was the year that Dawson’s Creek my its TV Series Debut. And after 6 seasons and not being able to hang with Beverly Hills 90210, it all came to a close in May 0f 2003. All the talent in the world could not save this show. Maybe if they made Dawson a QB, that could have helped. Maybe if they made Joey a town slut, the ratings would have been up. And maybe if Pacey was the star wrestler in High School, it could have saved the show. But have no fear, the REUNION MOVIE for Dawson’s Creek is coming at the end of 2024 and will star James Van Der Beek, Michelle Williams, Katie Holmes and…….
VOICE: That’s right. Maxwell Mason Stone will be playing Pacey Witter in the Reunion show since Joshua Jackson was tied up in prior commitments. The producers reached out to Max since it seems he has a lot of free time from all the promotions that have been closing that he enters. Everyone is wondering when the WGWF is going to go under since Max is there now, but at least he has some income coming in with this Reunion Movie.
PACEY MASON STONE!!!!
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DERRICK DIAMOND: This show sucked. Give me 90210 and Kelly Taylor!
FLASH ROTTEN: I’m a Melrose Place guy with Heather Locklear!
DERRICK DIAMOND: And give me a combo of Mansley and Myst in the WGWF!
FLASH ROTTEN: Lexi Mold, i mean Fold, damn it…..LEXI GOLD is the one for me!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The bell has rang as we see the tag team champions making their return to Monday Night Brawl after their title victory against the clowns at the last PPV as they are staring across the ring to see A Literal Gorilla. John Blade is telling the Gorilla that he is going to start the match, but the Gorilla is just mesmerized by the two ladies before starting to let out a huge grin on hi face.
Flash Rotten: Is that big time Gorilla having a crush on Pax and KC??
Derrick Diamond: We cannot have a Kong replay!!!
John finally walks up to the girls, only to be grabbed by the Patrick Ewing New York Jersey that he is wearing by the gorilla as he is being pulled over the top rope onto the outside before walking over towards KC with a huge smile on his face before extending it’s enormous paw to shake her hand. KC looks puzzled before turning her attention towards Pax, asking her what to do as Pax tells her to shake it. Causing KC to turn her attention back towards the gorilla and then hesitantly extends her hand and to the paw as the big gorilla pulls her close to him with his arms wrapping around her while running around the ring as KC is screaming with a high pitch while trying to tag in Pax who is extending her arm towards her but misses.
Flash Rotten: Close all the doors before this damn ape is going to climb the Empire State Building!!!
We see John Blade scream at the gorilla, telling him that they cannot win the tag titles this way as the gorilla is looking oddly towards his “tag team partner” before turning towards KC, who is struggling to get out of his tight grip before he places her on the canvas and tags in his tag team partner who looks at him oddly. He steps through the rope, asking him why he hadn’t destroyed the tag champion. KC grabs his arm and connects with a kick in the midsection before hitting a big time scissors kick that drops Blade before going for the cover.
1!!
John Blade bench presses out of one, getting up quickly as he drops KC with a clothesline before going for a Body Slam as that drops KC before going for a fist drop that connects to her forehead and then goes for another cover.
1!!
2!!
KC manages to kick out, John Blade runs the ropes and sets himself up for a kick to her spine but misses as KC has rolled out of the way and trips him with a drop toe hold. She then slaps him across the head before charging towards Pax as she tags him back in while we see the gorilla cheering on the tag team champions.
Flash Rotten: This is clearly a one on three handicap match for John Blade in this match.
Derrick Diamond: I am not sure what is going on in this match, I thought the clowns were badd…..
Pax sets herself up to drop an elbow on Blade, but he manages to roll out of the way as that causes her to crash her elbow on the canvas. John Blade then slams her down before tagging back in the gorilla. Who points at himself as he realizes that he is going to be facing the other female of the tag team champions. Then gets back in excitedly, only to turn to KC who is on the outside and ignores Pax. Who drops the big ape with a Drop Toe Hold before tagging back in KC as both ladies climb on opposite turnbuckles to jump off on the gorilla as the gorilla is motionless with a huge smile on his face.
Flash Rotten: That gorilla is willingly allowing himself to be double splashed!!!!
Pax jumps off with a frog splash first before rolling off of the gorilla before KC does the same and hooks it’s huge leg for the three count.
1!!
2!!
Thr…
John Blade got in the ring as he drags KC off of his tag team partner, who looks up t him with a puzzled look on his face. The gorilla then gets up, showing an angry look on his face as the two of them start to argue with each other while the official has decided to let them have their moment to argue, clearly not wanting to get in the face with a big time gorilla. John Blade pushes the gorilla in the chest, only for the primate to do the same thing to him that sends John Blade over the top rope as the gorilla is about to tear him apart. Only for Pax to execute a dropkick on the gorilla before it falls over KC who has gotten behind him on her hands and knees and covers the gorilla in a victory roll. The gorilla is about to strike, only to see the face of KC and willingly allows the official to count to three.
1!!
2!!
3!!!
Derrick Diamond: The Cassette Collective did it!!!!
We see the tag team champions celebrate as the gorilla ultimately joins up before turning his attention towards Blade and charges him out of the arena while the champs celebrate their win with the crowd.
Flash Rotten: This one was weird!!!!
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Winners by Pinfall: The Cassette Collective
Time: 6:29
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As the bell rings, The Cassette Collective look for their title belts. Instead, they look to ringside because of the delay and see Synn and Johnny Stylez, who have some through the crowd. Moving with predatory grace, they circle the ring, creating an atmosphere of impending danger.
Synn’s gaze is intense as she reaches out, her fingers curling around one of the freshly fought-for title belts. She brings it to her lips, licking it with a slow, deliberate motion that sends shivers down the spines of everyone watching. Beside her, Johnny exudes confidence and dominance, holding the other title high above his head, a clear declaration of their prowess.
The victorious Cassette Collective stand their ground in the ring, their faces a mix of triumph and wariness. The tension is thick as Synn and Johnny slide into the ring, their movements synchronized and ominous. With eerie smiles, they kneel and place their own tag team belts at the feet of the new champions, a gesture filled with unsettling symbolism.
“We see you,” Synn's voice cuts through the noise, her tone dripping with malevolence. Johnny adds, “Peekabo,” his voice equally chilling.
As they retreat, step by deliberate step, they never break eye contact, their gaze a promise of future confrontation. The crowd’s anticipation swells, knowing this encounter is just the beginning of a fierce rivalry. The image of Synn and Johnny backing up the ramp, eyes locked on their prey.
Derrick Diamond: MIND GAMES FROM TOXIK BEFORE THE PAY PER VIEW
Flash Rotten: They aren't even on this show! Jack Daniels really needs to get some control!
A Voice can be heard over the PA systems of the Arena.
VOICE: Ladies and Gentleman, this one is going to be short and sweet. If you remember the movie Home Alone, then you remember that weird guy that lived on the same block as the McCalisters that carried that shovel around and looked homeless. Well, no one knew what happened to him until he made a comeback. And that comeback was in the WGWF.
VOICE: That’s right. The guy in the movie Home Alone with the shovel is none other than Devlin Knight. And it makes complete sense. Devlin is a creepy guy who is trying to alter his own tragic livelihood. So, tonight during the Main Event, we need to start a FRED CHANT! FRED! FRED! FRED! FRED!
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DERRICK DIAMOND: HAHA! Now, that's a BURN right there!
FLASH ROTTEN: It’s only a matter of time before Devlin snaps!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Maybe he will snap back into Fred Debonair and start winning again!
FLASH ROTTEN: That is a past that Devlin does not need to go back too!
We are outside Madison Square Garden in the parking lot of the famous arena. Gideon King is shown standing there with a baseball bat over his shoulder and the Bloodbath title on his waist. He looks over at the camera.
Gideon King - Last Brawl I reached my goal and became a champion. People doubted me but I showed them all. I became the Bloodbath champion and I brought this title to Brawl.
Gideon walks along the cars in the parking lot and he looks at all of them swinging the baseball bat.
Gideon King - Now people doubt me again and think that I am losing the title at War Games but I am going to show them all once again to stop doubting me.
After passing by the fanciest cars he comes to a trashed Ford bronco.
Gideon King - I don’t care who they put in front of me because I am going to keep this title and stay the champion. Because I want it more than they do.
Gideon swings the baseball bat breaking the windows of the bronco. He goes around smashing all of them to bits.
Gideon King - And because I am the King. The Bloodbath title stays with me.
Gideon drops the baseball bat and leaves with the Bloodbath title.
The camera focuses on Lexi Gold, the special referee, and Chris Page, the special enforcer, who are already at ringside, looking ready to begin. The music then hits…
The lights dim around the arena and a momentary hush descends on the crowd, before the opening taps of drums and the beginning riffs of the guitar of Pop Evil's 'Trenches' can be heard filtering through the speakers. Green pin spots swirl around the arena, flashing across the fans as they start to cheer wildly for the emerging Beast. Smoke fills the metal ramp as the drum beat and the guitar pick up a bit. A massive figure can be seen making its way out of the curtain atop the ramp as green spotlights tear into the darkness, crisscrossing wildly in front of the curtain where we see the large silhouette lit from behind the bright green curtains, hunched menacingly in the darkness.
The lyrics begin, and the fans chant the familiar chorus and get into the bass beat of the drums and the kicking riffs of the guitar. The spotlights are swirling across the stage, and out of the darkness of the curtain, into the green spotlights waving everywhere, just as the music kicks in harder, Johnathan Cable springs forward onto the ramp screaming at the night, his thick neck muscles straining, his arms at his sides, flexed tautly, fists clenched, Cable paces the front of the stage, looking out over the crowd as the music plays on, then makes his way down the ramp towards the ring as the fans cheer loudly for their hero. The lights fade in as the music goes on, and John slides in under the ropes to get ready for his match.
Derrick Diamond: John Cable has made his plan clear here tonight. He doesn’t care about the championship. He just wants to make sure that Joe Montuori loses it.
Flash Rotten: That’s a terrible attitude in a championship match. Cable should be ready to tear Devlin Knight’s head from his torso and spit down his neck.
Derrick Diamond: A disgusting image, to be sure. But Cable’s rage is clearly focused all over The Fortunate Ones here tonight.
The tron lights up with an image of an antique clock with all hands spinning around sporadically before the image cuts to a rapidly moving black and white grainy snow pattern and the heavy guitars of “Burning Bright” by Nine Inch Nails kick in. Red lights around the entrance curtain illuminate and out steps Maxwell Mason Stone with a golden pocket watch around his neck. He stops on the stage and looks around the venue at the crowd, smiles, then makes his march towards the ring. As he approaches the ring side area, he places his golden pocket watch on the timekeeper’s table and slides into the ring where he stands in the center and slowly ascends his arms into the air.
Derrick Diamond: Maxwell has been looking to make an impact here in the WGWF since the closure of TPW, leaving him the last TPW American Champion.
Flash Rotten: I can’t believe he still carries that belt around. It’s a historical artifact now, nothing more.
Derrick Diamond: Well, maybe tonight MMS replaces that gold with a new one.
Flash Rotten: He’ll have to fight off his teammates to do it!
The strum of a solo guitar begins to play as Coheed and Cambria’s “Welcome home” slams into the speakers. The crowd are on their feet as Devlin Knight steps out onto the ramp and looks around in awe.
A grin spreads across his face as he makes his way down the aisle slapping hands with and fist bumping some of the fans, ruffling the hair of some of the younger ones before reaching the ring.
Devlin climbs the steel steps, wiping his feet on the apron before climbing in between ropes as the song is slowly coming to an end and the crowd are singing the “woooaah ooohh oooh” part at the end, as Devlin hops up onto the turnbuckle and raises his arms, hopping down and waiting for the bell.
Derrick Diamond: As the team leader for War Games, Devlin has added pressure here tonight. There’s a balance to be maintained for Team Devlin.
Flash Rotten: Too true. If Knight wins back his Intercontinental Title by, say, pinning his friend, Stone, it could be a pyrrhic victory. The team chemistry could be destroyed before we even reach War Games.
Derrick Diamond: And that could be exactly what Joe Montuori wants.
The lights in the arena slowly dim down until its pitch black. The titantron lights up to bright white. You hear the crackling sound in the PA System. Then, all of a sudden, you see the spotlight hit the right side of the stage and you see a man sitting at a piano. As the camera’s get closer, you can see BILLY JOEL! The crowd erupts in cheers. Then…………..The Titantron flashes a JKO LOGO!
As the logo flashes, you see smoke begin to fill up the entrance way. As the smoke fills the stage, you begin to hear Billy Joel start his song. NEW YORK STATE OF MIND. The fans are not only getting a Main Event Match with J Mont, but they are getting a show from Billy Joel.
Some folks like to get away
Take a holiday from the neighborhood
Hop a flight to Miami Beach
Or to Hollywood
But I'm taking a Greyhound
On the Hudson River Line
I'm in a New York state of mind
I've seen all the movie stars
In their fancy cars and their limousines
Been high in the Rockies under the evergreens
But I know what I'm needing
And I don't want to waste more time
I'm in a New York state of mind
It was so easy living day by day
Out of touch with the rhythm and blues
But now I need a little give and take
The New York Times, The Daily News
It comes down to reality
And it's fine with me 'cause I've let it slide
Don't care if it's Chinatown or on Riverside
I don't have any reasons
I've left them all behind
I'm in a New York state of mind
It was so easy living day by day
Out of touch with the rhythm and blues
But now I need a little give and take
The New York Times, The Daily News
It comes down to reality
And it's fine with me 'cause I've let it slide
Don't care if it's Chinatown or on Riverside
I don't have any reasons
I've left them all behind
I'm in a New York state of mind
I'm just taking a Greyhound on the Hudson River Line
'Cause I'm in a New York state of mind
The smoke finally clears, and there are no pyros, lasers, fireworks….NOTHING. Out walks J Mont from the back with his IC TITLE on his shoulder.
J Mont looks over to Billy Joel who is still jamming away as he points and nods at him. Then from that point on, J Mont makes his way down the ramp. Looking like all business this time. No fancy entrance. No loud mouth. J Mont is even ignoring the fans. He hasn’t blinked an eye. He is zoned in on the ring and nothing else. Looks like business is the only thing on his mind tonight as he gets to the metal steps. Step by Step followed by climbing through the middle rope. And usually J Mont gloats with his IC title and gets the fans going, but this is totally different this time around. J Mont leans against the turnbuckle, with his IC title over his shoulder staring at the center of the ring. WOW!
Derrick Diamond: I don’t know what to say. I kinda miss the big entrance!
Flash Rotten: I may change my vote on who wins this match. I have never seen J Mont so focused like this.
Derrick Diamond: How has he not even blinked yet?
Flash Rotten: J Mont is all business tonight. I see what he is doing. He is showing The Fortunate Ones how much this means to him and them. He is out to prove everyone wrong.
Derrick Diamond: A Focused J Mont like this could spell trouble for Team Devlin in this match.
Flash Rotten: I hate to say it, but J Mont might pull this off. His arrival made a BIG STATEMENT!
All four wrestlers are now standing in the ring, Chris Page is standing outside talking to John Cable and Lexi Gold is going around checking padding etc. Suddenly Devlin turns around and asks for the microphone.
Flash Rotten: It looks like Devlin has something to say here folks.
Derrick Diamond: Yeah he probably wants to concede and bow out of the match!
Flash Rotten: Don't be ridiculous!
Devlin paces a little bit as both Max Stone and John Cable look at him confused, whilst J Mont mouths off in his direction.
Devlin: Woah hold your horses there, Joseph! I've got something to say that will be of interest to everybody in this ring, including you! So close your damn vacuum cleaner for one second and open your ears…
Derrick Diamond: He can't talk to the Intercontinental Champ like that!
Flash Rotten: I believe he just did, but he isn't done yet either!
Devlin swings the microphone around as he paces the ring. The crowd chanting his name along with Cable, Stone and Page with chants for Lexi and some not so kind ones aimed at Team Mont.
Devlin Knight: Alright, alright, settle down guys and girls… Listen, I just figured now would be as good a time as any really, to introduce you all to the fifth and final member of Team Knight at WarGames! So without further ado, they'll be making their way out here… Right - About… - NOW!
Devlin leans towards the ropes and points down the aisle… Nothing…
Devlin Knight: Right - About… NOW!
Devlin points towards the top of the aisle again… And again… Nothing…
Derrick Diamond: Well it looks like Devlin has been left out in the cold here! Haha!
Flash Rotten: I'm assuming there's been some miscommunication somewhere along the line!
J Mont laughs at Devlin, pointing at him, Max, John and Page on the outside… Devlin nods, slowly rubbing his chin…
Devlin Knight: Yeah, okay… This is a little awkward I'll admit… Alright look I'm gonna give this one more shot and then we can get down to dissecting ol’ Joey over there. Ladies and Gentlemen, the FIFTH AND FINAL MEMBER of Team Knight! TECH TRUCK IN THE BACK! PLEASE! Play their music…
Silence… Silence… Silence… And then suddenly!
The crowd go absolutely wild as “Desdemona” by Rosie Roulette begins to bleed through the speakers. Devlin, Page, John and Max all smirk and nod their heads, pointing at Lexi.
Derrick Diamond: WAIT! No it can't be!
Flash Rotten: Ooooh but it is!
The crowd go absolutely nuts as Lexi begins to march-step out from the corner, arms raised in the air as J Mont’s face is an absolute picture! He's utterly fuming as Lexi waves at him, wiggling her fingers and then blows him a kiss…
Flash Rotten: LEXI GOLD IS THE FINAL MEMBER OF TEAM KNIGHT!!
Derrick Diamond: They've absolutely suckered J Mont in here!!
Devlin takes Lexi's hand and does a half bow kissing it, as he takes the microphone again… The crowd chanting for Lexi heavier now…
Devlin Knight: That's right folks! Team Mont, right here in front of you, is now complete! The day both Lexi and John pledged their allegiance to Devlin Knight and his cause, we met backstage and Lexi told me if I should ever need her… She was available. And well, with the motley crew that that son of a bitch has cooked up for WarGames, I knew I was definitely gonna need her and so here we are! Anyway folks I digress! Let's get this show on the road, eh?!
Devlin hands Lexi the microphone with a nod as she gives it to the ring announcer, then signals to ring the bell, as Devlin, Max and John all look at one another, then back at Joe who isn't sure where to look… Lexi checks around, ensuring that everyone is ready, before she steps to the side and signals for the bell to get this one underway. Immediately, Knight, Stone, & Cable head towards J Mont… and immediately, J Mont slides out of the ring, landing on the floor. He raises a finger as if to say Not Yet, smirking as he walks along the outside, telling them to go ahead and get started without him. Both Knight and Stone glare out at him, then turn, looking at each other. Behind them, Cable is fuming, wanting to get his hands on J Mont.
Derrick Diamond: An interesting move from J Mont, as he avoids the immediate three-on-one attack, but he also leaves the door open for someone to get a quick pin here, ending his reign in record time.
Flash Rotten: He’s trusting in the greed factor, believing that everyone in the ring wants that title, so they won’t stand back and let a pin happen. It’s still a gamble, though.
Derrick Diamond: Plus, if he thinks he’s out of harm’s way on the outside, he’s mistaken!
As J Mont continues to gesture towards the ring, wanting Team Knight to start pummeling each other, he fails to notice that Chris Page, the enforcer, has come up behind him!! He grabs a startled J Mont from behind, shoving him forward, and sending J Mont rolling back into the ring! J Mont jumps up, turning around and cursing at Page, who just looks at him with a smile. As J Mont glares at Page, Knight immediately comes forward, grabbing J Mont from behind and tucking him backwards into a roll-up! Both Stone and Cable turn, staring, as Lexi drops for the count…
1…
2…
And J Mont kicks out, knocking Knight off of him! He gets up, only for Stone to immediately lock his arms around J Mont’s, pulling him backwards into a back slide, with J Mont’s legs kicking in the air! Lexi again gets into position…
1…
2…
And J Mont kicks out again! He pops up, frustrated already, as Cable is there to greet him, locking onto J Mont and taking him over with a bridging suplex!! Lexi continues to work hard, slipping around to the side…
1…
2…
And J Mont kicks out a third time!
Derrick Diamond: Everyone’s trying to take the champ down!
Flash Rotten: And they’re not even stopping each other! Clearly J Mont is screwed, and I’m going to love every minute of it!
J Mont is back on his feet now, looking around at the three men coming in from each direction. Knight and Stone look ready to take him down for another pin, while Cable is more interested in destroying him. The crowd is chanting away, cheering for their respective favorite to take the champion and squash him. Sizing up his options, J Mont quickly turns… and grabs hold of Lexi Gold!! Before anyone can react, he drops, landing a JKO on the special referee!!! The crowd boos heavily, even as J Mont again attempts to escape to the outside, only for a furious Cable to stop him, pounding away on him even as Knight and Stone go to check on Lexi.
Derrick Diamond: What the hell?? J Mont took out Lexi!!
Flash Rotten: What a dirty play… but it works in his favor, doesn’t it?
Derrick Diamond: What do you mean?? What possible benefit is there to attacking the referee?
Flash Rotten: They can’t keep pinning him if there’s no one to count, right?
Knight and Stone have helped Lexi into the corner, helping her recover, as Cable has continued to brawl with J Mont, now having moved to the outside. He punches away at J Mont, letting out his fury, before turning and grabbing a chair from ringside. He turns, swinging away, but J Mont dodges, causing Cable to hit the side of the apron instead. J Mont then grabs hold of Cable from behind, taking him over with a half-nelson German suplex! Cable rolls away, holding his neck, as J Mont hops to his feet with a smile… only for that smile to disappear as both Knight and Stone come sliding under the ropes, landing on either side of him! The two men both brutally attack, punching away on J Mont, who tries to fight back the best he can. But it’s a two-on-one assault, leaving him in trouble.
Despite this, J Mont goes for his bag of tricks, managing to catch Knight with a thumb to the eye, sending him staggering away. J Mont then rakes across Stone’s eyes as well, removing him as well. J Mont takes a deep breath, using the time to recover… only for Cable to return, charging right into J Mont and smashing him into the apron with a tackle!! J Mont’s hurt, as Cable kicks away at him, mercilessly beating the champion down. J Mont tries to fight back, swinging away, but Knight is back, grabbing his arm. Stone returns as well, and the three men go to town, beating away on him.
Flash Rotten: Things are getting worse and worse for Joe!
Derrick Diamond: So far, the numbers are just working against him.
Flash Rotten: Jack Daniels’ plan is really coming into focus here!
With J Mont slumped over from the three-pronged assault, Cable signals for the two other men to do some dirty work for him. Knight and Stone listen and nod, before turning to the Spanish announce table. The announcers back off, even as Knight and Stone clear off the more dangerous technology from the table, sending them off to the side. Cable, meanwhile, keeps J Mont from recovering, hammering away at him. He brings J Mont over towards where Knight and Stone are, setting J Mont up in a powerbomb position! Knight and Stone are ready, as Cable lifts J Mont high into the air. Knight and Stone add their power as Cable brings J Mont down… sending him crashing through the Spanish announce table!!! J Mont is down, not moving, as the three members of Team Devlin stand over him!
Derrick Diamond: That does it!! J Mont is done!
Flash Rotten: And so are our other commentators. Sorry to our Spanish-speaking friends, but it was a sacrifice that had to be made!
Derrick Diamond: We’ll get them a brand new table soon enough, but for now, J Mont is covered in debris. Can he even continue, or will they just drag him into the ring and end it?
As Cable stands over J Mont, looking extremely pleased with himself, Knight and Stone turn and roll back into the ring. They are both raising their hands, pumping up the crowd with what’s happened. In the meantime, Lexi is now recovered somewhat from the JKO, standing up in the corner. Knight, seeing her, asks if she’s okay, with Lexi nodding. Knight smiles, then turns… and Stone grabs hold of him, bringing Knight down into a small package!! Though startled, Lexi does her job, making the count…
1…
2…
And Knight kicks out!! He gets to his feet, looking startled, with Stone smiling at him and showing how close it was. Knight returns the grin, nodding, before beginning to circle around with Stone, prepared now to fight his tag-team partner.
Derrick Diamond: MMS nearly stole this one!
Flash Rotten: If these two were thinking it through, they’d just do a quick pin and get this over with! Who cares as long as J Mont doesn’t leave with the belt?
Knight and Stone lock up, testing each other’s strength. Knight wins out by getting a headlock, hanging on and wringing away. Stone fights against it, managing to push Knight into the ropes. As Knight runs off, Stone sets himself, wanting a back body drop. But Knight is able to stop his momentum in time, locking onto the surprised Stone and spinning him down with a neckbreaker! As Stone tries to recover, Knight pops to his feet and gets around him. He’s there to lift Stone the rest of the way up, spinning him around and landing a tilt-a-whirl slam! The crowd cheers, even as Knight maneuvers into the pin attempt…
1…
2…
But Stone is able to kick out in time. Knight nods, not expecting to win that quickly. He brings Stone back up, taking him to the ropes. He whips Stone across the ring, then charges at him, going for a twisting lariat. But Stone ducks under it in time, continuing his momentum as he hits the other side. As Knight spins around to face him, Stone leaps into the air with a flying cross body block, crashing into Knight and taking him backwards to the mat!! Stone stays on top as Lexi moves in for the count…
1…
2…
And Knight kicks free!
Derrick Diamond: We’re getting a tremendous back-and-forth match now with Devlin Knight and Maxwell Mason Stone, with both of them wanting to become the Intercontinental Champion!
Flash Rotten: Knight believes the belt should come back to him, but MMS clearly thinks he deserves a run with it.
Derrick Diamond: But Cable, right now, is not doing anything!
Flash Rotten: Oh, he’s doing something alright… he’s watching J Mont…
On the outside, Cable is still standing, leaning back on the apron, as he watches J Mont still laying in the debris of the Spanish announce table. He doesn’t seem to care about what’s going on behind him. Suddenly, J Mont’s foot begins to move, catching Cable’s attention. J Mont begins to stir, with Cable immediately going over to him. He reaches past J Mont, grabbing one of the announcer’s chairs and lifting it up above him. He’s ready to bring it down on J Mont… when J Mont suddenly throws his right hand forward, sending a liquid into Cable’s masked face!!! Cable’s eyes burn as he drops the chair, narrowly missing J Mont. He staggers back, trying to clear his vision, obviously in pain. In the meantime, J Mont pulls himself up, hurting, but obviously in better condition than one would have thought.
As Cable blindly swings at him, coming closer to the desk of Diamond & Rotten than any of them like, J Mont ducks, then swings with a piece of the table debris, catching Cable in the side of the head!! Cable stumbles away, falling partially across the announce desk. As Diamond and Rotten both get to their feet, J Mont suddenly jumps up on the table, leaping forward… and gives the J MONT STOMP to Cable, shattering another table!!!!
Derrick Diamond: No!!!
Flash Rotten: MY TABLE!!!
Both announcers fall backwards, as there’s a blast of static. They can both be seen still functional, talking to each other about what happened in front of them, but we can’t hear them anymore. In the meantime, J Mont lays on top of Cable, breathing heavily from the exertion of the move and the execution of the landing.
Back in the ring, not knowing what’s happened, Stone has sent Knight hard into the corner, rattling him. Stone is lining him up, making sure he’s got him fully targeted, before racing forward for his flying knee strike!! But as Stone leaps, Knight is able to move to the side, catching Stone on the way in! He picks Stone up on his shoulders, taking a few extra steps, as Stone fights to get free. But it’s futile, as Knight spins Stone into the Knight-Knight (GTS)!!! Stone is down, as Knight falls on top of him for the cover, with Lexi making the count…
1…
2…
THR-No! Stone gets his shoulder up! Knight tiredly gets up, trying to pull himself together, as it’s been a fierce several minutes against his ally, battling for the Intercontinental Title. He calls for the Knightmare, wanting to end this one right here and now. He steps forward, pulling Stone up, and getting him into position… but Stone fights out of it, pulling himself free, and is able to readjust, surprising Knight with a standing Flatliner!! The crowd roars, even as Lexi checks, noting that Stone’s upper shoulders landed on top of Knight. She dives in to make the quick count…
1…
2…
THR-No!!! On pure instinct, Knight gets his shoulder up!! The crowd is loving it, cheering heavily… and then their cheers turn to boos, as we see the camera zoom in on the far ropes, showing a bloody J Mont grinning, with a hand up on the middle rope! J Mont starts to climb up onto the apron, before stepping through the ropes, looking exceptionally pleased with what he sees. As Stone starts to get up, J Mont comes up behind him… nailing him with a low blow from behind!!!! Stone, in agony, falls to the ground, rolling away, as J Mont turns to the recovering Knight. He is evilly smirking as he moves to the corner, lining things up!
Derrick Diamond: … back on yet? Oh, there we go. Okay, Flash, we’re up again… just in time to see the worst case scenario!!
Flash Rotten: Oh, man… Cable’s down, Stone’s down, and Knight has been left vulnerable! Get out of there, Devlin!!!
The crowd is in shock, as Knight is trying to pull himself together. He gets on his hands and knees, focusing himself… when J Mont comes running out of the corner with a yell, going for a punt kick!!! But at the last second, Lexi Gold intercedes, managing to grab Knight and pull him out of the way!!! The crowd roars, as a disbelieving J Mont turns, staring at Lexi, who looks ready to fight him right then and there, after he attacked her earlier!! J Mont gets in her face, saying that the referee can’t get involved, but Lexi doesn’t back down. She looks ready to KO J Mont, even though she’s not legally supposed to fight. J Mont taunts her, saying that he’ll see that she’s fired if she hits him. Lexi’s hands are clenched into fists… but then she backs off, suddenly smiling!
Derrick Diamond: Lexi’s not going to do it! She’s not going to give J Mont any excuse to protest the result of this one!
Flash Rotten: Of course not! We all know the rules! The ref attacking is a major legal issue… the Enforcer, on the other hand…
J Mont looks at Lexi, confused for a second, and then realization dawns on his face. He lowers his head for a second, shaking his head, knowing that Chris Page is standing behind him. As Page steps forward, J Mont reaches out, trying to grab Page’s head for a JKO! But Page shoves him off, breaking the maneuver! J Mont turns around, backing away as Page points at him, telling him it’s not happening. J Mont mouths off back to him, telling the ‘old man’ to leave the ring, that it’s his time now. J Mont then turns away from him, only to be given the Rock N’ Rolla (Running front-flip DDT) from Devlin Knight!!! J Mont’s down, as Knight goes for the cover…
1…
2…
THR-No! J Mont kicks out! Knight smacks the mat in frustration, before getting up. Page is still in the ring, looking like he’s itching to get involved, but he steps to the side as Knight works to get JMont up, wanting the Devil’s Knight!! But as he does so, J Mont shoves Knight off, sending him into Page!! As Knight rebounds, staggering, J Mont grabs him from behind and rolls him up into a cover!! Lexi hesitates, then starts to drop down for the count…
1…
2…
Knight kicks J Mont off of him… sending J Mont right into Cable’s gasp, as the returning wrestler lifts J Mont into the air for The Darkest Hour!!! Knight jumps up just as Cable starts spinning, with J Mont fighting hard to get free! They swing around… and J Mont’s legs hit Knight, sending him flying backwards and rolling out of the ring!!! Surprised, Cable drops the hold, with J Mont quickly grabbing hold of Cable, going for the JKO!!! Cable, though, is able to throw J Mont off of him… right into Maxwell Mason Stone, who quickly takes J Mont over with the Momenta Axis!!!! The crowd explodes, as Stone makes the cover!!
1…
Cable leans against the ropes, a smile on his face, doing nothing…
2…
Knight slides back in the ring, hesitating, but ultimately stops himself…
THREE!!!!
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Winner by Pinfall: Maxwell Mason Stone
Time: 15:39
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Derrick Diamond: He did it!! Maxwell Mason Stone has become the Intercontinental Champion!!
Flash Rotten: I thought Knight was going to break it up, but I guess he thought better of his team there at the end. I doubt his pursuit of the IC Title is over, though!
Derrick Diamond: All that matters is that the reign of J Mont is over! We have a new champion going into War Games!!
Flash Rotten: Incredible!!
Stone is up, with Lexi bringing him the Intercontinental Title. Maxwell takes it, smiling, as he raises it over his head. Knight walks over to him, congratulating him, his eyes not leaving the championship. Page, meanwhile, is shaking his head, but he seems okay with this result. He turns away from the celebration, looking away… and he gets hammered by Chris Chaos!!! Page is down, as Chaos next goes after Cable, punching away at him!! The crowd is booing heavily, even as Amber Mansley and Jenny Myst come in from the other side, going after Lexi and Maxwell!!
Derrick Diamond: Team JMont has immediately come to ringside!!
Flash Rotten: Hey, they’re no longer banned, the match is over! Looks like they’re ready to do some destruction to Team Devlin!
Mansley and Gold roll out of the ring, fighting away, while Myst and Stone head the opposite direction. Devlin Knight goes to help him, only to get grabbed from behind by J Mont, who still wants the JKO!!! But Knight again is able to get free, shoving J Mont off of him! He grabs hold of J Mont, wanting the Knightmare… only to get smashed in the back of the head by a double axehandle shot!! Knight staggers away, spinning around… and falls victim to The FETAL ENDING!!!!
Derrick Diamond: Oh my God!! That’s… That’s…
Flash Rotten: THAT’S CLYDE NEWTON!!!!
Derrick Diamond: He’s back!! Clyde Newton’s back!!!
Flash Rotten: And… is he the last member of Team JMont???
With Knight knocked senseless, Newton helps up J Mont. He points to Knight, and J Mont smiles evilly, nodding. Newton then pulls Knight up, throwing him into J Mont… who lands the JKO!!!! Knight is down, as Newton and J Mont stand over him. Suddenly, we see the rest of Team Devlin sliding into the ring, having knocked aside their attackers. Both Newton & J Mont leave the ring quickly, reuniting with Mansley, Myst, and Chaos, as Team Devlin checks on their captain.
Derrick Diamond: What a shocker!! Clyde Newton’s back with The Fortunate Ones!! What a shift in power we’ve just seen!!
Flash Rotten: I can’t wait until War Games!!!!
The two teams stand off, with Team Devlin in the ring while Team JMont is heading to the aisle. They’re both yelling at each other, ready to keep going, as we slowly head to credits.
Special thanks for the segs by:
Corey Bull
Jack Daniels
Goth
Devlin Knight
Gideon King
Joe Montuori
Jenny Myst
Johnny Stylez
Synn
Match writing by:
Jonathan Barrows
Jack Daniels
Graphics by:
Cholo