Post by Chris Page on Feb 21, 2011 19:38:22 GMT -5
PAUL FROST ENTERS THE GENESIS LOCKER ROOM
[/CENTER]we hear a knock on its door. Andre Dixon opens the door and all we see is green see through paper*
“Who is it?”
Dixon: It’s a gift basket?
*Dixon steps back revealing a large green gift basket covering somebody’s head*
Barker: Well who’s it from?
*Fans pop LOUD as the basket is lowered and it’s Paul Frost’s face behind it*
Rotten “Oh he can’t be that stupid?”
*All the members of Genesis stand up as Paul enters the room*
Frost: Okay…okay boys just clam down alright? I’m just here to do something you guys do ALL the time. I’m here to celebrate the CHAMP , the FIVE TIME….FIVE TIME….FIVE TIME….FIVE TIME…FI…..you know it’s kind of stupid to say five times…five times so I’m only going to say it four.
*Frost places the large gift basket down on a table*
Frost: See I got the champ five times the cookies…five times the fruit….five times the muffins…five times the brewskies and I stopped by an opium shop today and I got him five times the pot, so why don’t you guys………
Diamond “Why’d he stop?”
Rotten “Maybe because Paul realizes the ass kicking he’s going to get…”
Frost: Oh my GOD it’s…it’s you…a Hall of Famer….what has it been four years? It’s Famine of the Vile
*Fans boo as Paul approaches Famine in the corner*
Frost: This is a Hall of Famer here boys, my god you still make the undead looks so undesirable, No really Famine it’s great to have you back, I would have liked to see you return on your two feet but hey if coming back on your knees is better than all the best, wow a Hall of Famer over there.
*Paul turns and see’s Seth Stevens looking at him*
Frost: Hey its Seth Stevens, hey man great win last Monday. You took cage brutality to a whole another level when you cracked a Stone on Monday.
*Seth nods in agreement*
Frost: But Seth I want to ask you a question, are you still in AA?
Diamond “WHAT?!”
Frost: No serious Seth, because you made that comment about beating me at Caged IN but we never faced each other there so did that comment come from the bottle? It’s okay no judging here brother, I know you…I know you’ll make those twelve steps, I just know it.
*Paul then see’s Kenny Radical*
Frost: Kenney hey…..I don’t know you….ummm…but you LOST right? Last Monday….but hey you still have that awesome hair cut
Frost: And you…..well I just don’t plain like you.
*Fans pop showing Paul talking to Adam Barker before turning around looking at Andre Dixon*
Frost: And this guy….what an IMPACT he made at Wrestle Wars….now he gets to face what’s her name? For the IC Title….this guy he’s going to hit that….give me some props.
*There’s a small laugh from the crowd as Paul waits for Dixon to fist bump him back but it never happens*
Diamond “Only Frost”
Frost: It’s cool….much respect. Anyways I’m here looking for my “TAG TEAM” partner, you guys know him better as the Worlds Champion. Obviously he isn’t here yet, so when your boss….I mean leader…I mean “TEAMATE” gets here tell him his “TAG TEAM” partner is looking for him. You know he could stop by my place or I could come……have him meet me before the main event alright?
*Paul begins to back up as Genesis begins to come together*
Frost: Okay so you boys enjoy the gift basket and I’m going…hey…check it out….
*Fans again pop as Paul reaches over to a table unfolds a “Genesis 2011” t-shirt*
Rotten “NO way…put it down Frost…those aren’t yours…”
*Paul grins as he places the shirt on top of his looking down almost like he’s “testing” it*
Frost: You know I dig the shirts…..not a fan of the hoody through but I totally dig the shirts. In fact I have at home just like this……except its ORGINAL you know.
*Paul lays the shirt down as he begins to leave the locker room*
Frost: I’m going to go look for the Champ, enjoy the gift basket and guys have a great night…..
*With that Frost close the locker room door as Genesis is left wondering “What in the hell was that all about?”*
MATCH 3:
FATAL 4-WAY
THE SENTINEL vs NATHAN LUCAS vs RON CHESNUT vs DOUBLE G
All four men stand in different corners of the ring, none wanting to give up any ground by moving first. Nathan Lucas bounces from foot to foot in excitement as Double G cracks his knuckles menacingly. Ron Chestnut, however, carefully removes his smoking jacket and hands it over the ring ropes to stage hand who places it gently on the WGWF announcers table.
Diamond: What the hell is this jacket made of?
Rotten: It's a jacket, made by Odeon... rumor has it it was made with bits of real panther. It's illegal in several countries.
Diamond: It's pungeant, thats for sure.
Rotten: It smells like Big Foots dick!
Finally, the three smallest men in the ring all look at each other and nod their heads in unison, then turn and sprint at The Sentinel in unison, hoping to take the three time Television champion off of his feet. Double G reaches him first and throws a big shoulder block at the giants knees. The Sentinel stumbles, but doesn't go down. Nathan leaps through the air with a big Superman punch that dots The Sentinel right between the eyes, once more stumbling him, but still not taking him down. Ron Chestnut stops right in front of the stunned big man, staring deeply into his eyes for a moment before letting out a wild scream and slapping the seven footer across the face. The Sentinel barely moves, but a kick to the back of his knee from Double G catches him off balance, and like a tree in the forest he collapses... and he does make a sound. Chestnut throws his hands in the air in celebration and shouts loudly, looking down at the three other men with a wide smile.
Diamond: Does he actually think that his slap just did that?
Double G and Nathan Lucas roll to their feet, turning their attention towards Chestnut. Lucas moves first, but Grapling Gary grabs him from behind in a full nelson and lifts him off of his feet before slamming him to the canvas violently.
Rotten: I think the rookie forgot that Double G wasn't actually on his team.
The Guru drops down to cover Lucas, and the referee makes the count as Chestnut slinks slowly to Double G's side.
ONE!
TWO!
Tap.
Ron nudges Double G with his foot, and Double G sits up quickly looking behind him for the source of the annoyance. Gary stands slowly and and grabs Ron by the throat, looking for another big slam, but Nathan sweeps his leg dropping him to his knees, and Ron throws a big kick to the face of the former HWO champion planting him solidly on his back. Once more Chestnut throws his arms in the air and jumps for joy, but immediately after he feels a massive shadow looming over him. He turns just in time to see The Sentinels boot rocketing towards his face, knocking him out cold on the mat. The Sentinel places one giant foot on his chest, and the referee begins to count.
ONE!
TWO!
Nathan Lucas springs into action, diving across the mat to try and tackle The Sentinel, but he winds up clinging to the giants back and hanging there harmlessly as the Jakarta Giant spins wildly trying to get him off. Nathan scales the back a bit higher, and quickly tries to lock in a sleeper submission hold, but before he can get it clinched in The Sentinel bends over and sends him flying over his head and to the canvas. Nathan bounces back quickly, a grin on his face as points at The Sentinel and then pounds his own fist into his open palm.
Diamond: Is Nathan Lucas really looking to go toe to toe with the Sentinel?
Rotten: Hmmm... that four match contract he signed might be three matches too many. Good to see someone come into this company with some balls, though, not another Raven, Camden or Sawyer.
Diamond: Was that your clever way of calling Raven a girl?
Rotten: Something like that.
The Sentinel swings an open palm at Nathan who leaps backwards to avoid it. He throws another big boot, but once more Nathan moves out of the way, sending the Sentinel off balance. Seeing this, Lucas leaps up with a dropkick that knocks The Sentinel on his back with an impact that shakes the entire ring, stumbling Double G as he tries to make it to his feet. Gary makes it on his second attempt, and he catches Nathan Lucas with a big clothesline before he attempts to cover The Sentinel and steal the win.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-
Kickout by The Sentinel! He hurls Double G off of him and lumbers slowly to his feet... Nathan and Double G do the same, and even Ron Chestnut is standing up, shaking out the early cobwebs. The four men glare at each other, sensing that the end is near, and they all sprint towards the center of the ring where there's a massive collision, hands and feet flying everywhere as each of the four looks to be the last man standing!
Diamond: All 4 men are down...
Rotten: Who's going to be the first to there feet!!!
All 4 men begin to get to a vertical base. As they do we see Lucas charge GG taking both men over the top rope and to the floor. The referee looks down at them to check on them, as they do Ron punts Sentinel in the balls before rolling him up with a school boy...
Referee: ONE..... TWO...... THREE!
DING....DING....DING....
Masters: The winner of the match, RON CHESNUT!
Rotten: That crazy bastard actually won! Somewhere Ron Jeremy is proud!
Diamond: Nathan Lucas was very impressive tonight as well, wonder what would happen if Lucas and Burgun... I mean Chesnut where to meet one on one?
The scene cuts backstage as Chesnut arm is raised in victory.
JAMES RAVEN PROMO
[/CENTER]The camera switches over to the announcers table where we see Flash and Derrick looking over a sheet of paper, presumably the shows rundown, and we see the eyebrows of Derrick Diamond spike upwards suddenly. Noticing that the cameras are upon them, Diamond and Rotten set down their papers and look directly into the lens, their patented "newscaster smiles" appearing on their faces out of nowhere.
Diamond: Ladies and gentlemen, before our next match, it looks like we'll be taking a trip backstage to see the one and only James Raven, who apparently has a major announcement to make.
Rotten: Great, this kid again? Isn't it enough that he's on the card later?
Diamond: What's the matter Flash? Seeing his face twice in one night is too much for ya?
Rotten: Yep, I might O.D., and my insurance wont cover that.
The camera fades away and pans up to the Jumbo-Tron which suddenly flickers to life. Appearing on the giant screen are of course James Raven, who recieves a very loud ovation from the fans in attendance, and beside him a short and slightly overweight man dressed in a black and white striped shirt.
Rotten: Why's he have a zebra with him?
Diamond: It's one of the WGWF referees, but I'm not sure Flash... it's a good question.
James clears his throat on screen, causing the fans to quiet themselves down as he turns to his 'guest' and begins to speak.
Raven: How's it going, China? Don't cheer, it was rhetorical. I'd like to introduce you to my friend here... I don't know his name, but that doesn't really matter. All you need to know about him is that he's the guy that officiated my match with Primetime at Wrestle Wars Five, and that he's the guy who screwed me out of that win.
Roughly half of the fans begin to boo the referee in support of Raven, but the other half begins glancing around at each other and trying to figure out what he means by that.
Raven: I know, a lot of you aren't "in the know", because I didn't do what a lot of the guys in my position would have done... I didn't rant and rave, I didn't throw a temper tantrum, I didn't even mention it in my post match interview... I just sat back, and waited. I knew that eventually justice would be served. You all remember how that match ended, right? A draw due to count out? Well, rewind the footage to about a minute before that happened, and you'll see what SHOULD have happened.
The images of Raven and the referee fade out and a clip from the pay per view takes their place. The fans fall silent as they watch:
Raven stands up before dropping down to the mat driving Primetime's chin into his own skull with a jaw breaker. Raven springs to his feet before shooting Primetime into the ropes, Primetime bounces off the ropes and into a Samoan Drop from Raven! The crowd responds with a pop as Raven steps out to the apron, he begins to make his way to the top rope.
Diamond: Raven's thinking high risk!
The crowd lets out a huge pop as Raven lands a Shooting Star Press! Raven covers Primetime!
Referee: ONE..... TWO..... THREE
Primetime kicks out.
Rotten: Thank god. I don't think I can deal with the ego of Raven should he win this match!
The shot returns to Raven and the referee, and James has his trademark grin on his face as he looks out at the fans, some of whom are gasping in shock, but most of whom don't know what they're supposed to be seeing. He shrugs.
Raven: OK, maybe that wasn't clear enough, lets take another look in super, super slow mo, m'kay?
Once more the pay per view footage appears on the screen, and we see Raven hook the leg for the cover as the referee in question begins to make the count. His hand slaps the canvas once, twice, and to the surprise of nearly everyone in the building, a third time just a split second before the shoulder of Primetime shoots up off of the mat. The fans begin screaming their disapproval at the referee as his face returns on screen.
Raven: Ah, so you see it now, right? That match was over before Primetime and I ever ended up outside of the ring. So... my friend here has an announcement to make, right buddy?
He turns towards the ref, squeezing the mans shoulder tightly, and as the man winces he nods his head and begins to stutter.
Referee: I- I- I made a mistake, and the m- m- match should have been called in the f- f- favor of Mr. Raven. After speaking to the officiating supervisor of t- t- the WGWF, we are officially overturning the decision in favor of Mr. Raven. The match is no longer a seven minute and twenty two second count out draw, but a- a- a six minute and sixteen second victory for James Raven by way of pinfall.
The crowd roars their approval, minus the pocket of Primetime fans in the building, and Raven gently shoves the referee out of camera shot. He grins into the camera once more, earning an even louder ovation from the fans.
Raven: You heard him boys! I'll be seeing you all later!
The Jumbo-Tron fades to black, and we return to Flash and Derrick who stare blankly into the camera.
Diamond: Well, there you have it, I guess... a change to the Wrestle Wars results.
Rotten: Unofficial, Derrick, an unofficial change... until Hopkins or Barker confirms it, that match is still a draw in my eyes.
Diamond: Why don't we take a commercial break?
Rotten: Why don't we punch him in the di-
The camera cuts out.
MATCH 4:
TAG TEAM MATCH
NICK RYAN and MARCUS ENDERTON vs FAMINE OF THE VILE and BROOKE SAWYER
As the referee finally calls for the bell, Nick Ryan and Brooke Sawyer step out of the ring and onto the apron as Famine and Marcus Enderton prepare to do battle. Enderton moves first, rushing out of the corner and looking for a clothesline which Famine easily steps out of the way of. Marcus blows past Famine and slams hard into the turnbuckle, sternum first, and comes away clutching his chest and gasping for air. Famine grabs him by the skull and drops to the mat, slamming Marcus down over his knee with a powerful back breaker. Marcus slumps to the canvas as Famine quickly climbs atop of him and throws a flurry of right hands as the referee begins counting to get him off... Famine waits until the ref screams four before finally jumping off. Brooke Sawyer leans in over the top rope, looking to be tagged in, but Famine barely notices as he begins circling Enderton's body and stomping all of his appendages.
Diamond: Famine is looking to take every limb on Marcus' body out of the equation!
Rotten: A smart strategy, Derrick, if he can manage that then he only has to beat a torso, and I feel like that would be easy.
Nick Ryan screams from his corner for his rookie partner to make it to his feet, but as soon as Marcus attempts to make it to his feet, Famine grabs him by the waist and hurls him through the air with an exploding suplex. Marcus lands hard and skids back into the corner where Brooke Sawyer looks down at him, wanting desperately to get into the ring, but she can only watch as Famine grabs him by the ankle and lays his leg over the bottom rope, leaping into the air and stomping both feet down on Marcus.
Diamond: He might break the young mans leg if he keeps that up!
Brooke once more pushes her hand into the face of Famine, looking for a tag, but he turns towards her and barks something loudly that makes her recoil.
Diamond: Did Famine just tell his own partner to shut up?
Rotten: Uhhhh... it was along those lines.
Famine lifts Marcus to his feet once more, and quickly irish whips him across the ring, looking to catch him on the rebound with a scoop slam, but Marcus collects himself just enough to leap into his own corner mid sprint and tag in the former World Champion, Nick Ryan.
Diamond: WOW! Listen to the fans as Nick Ryan steps into the ring, his eyes blazing as he finally gets a chance to get revenge on the man that cost him his title.
Rotten: Famine didn't cost him the belt, Nicks lack of talent did.
Famine and Nick stand in their respective corners, staring each other down as the fans scream in approval, and finally both prepare to attack.
SLAP!
Brooke Sawyer leans over for a third time, this time slapping Famine on the shoulder to tag herself into this match. The cheers of the fans die down, and Famine turns around in disbelief just in time to see her climbing the ropes to the top of the turnbuckle. She stands to her full height, looking down at her infuriated partner, and she prepares to leap across the ring at Nick when suddenly a massive backhand from Famine catches her in the leg, sweeping her from her perch and sending her tumbling down to the canvas. Famine looks ready to do more damage, but the referee begins pushing him out of the ring before he can move on his urges.
Diamond: My GOD! Famine just took out his own partner!
Rotten: Hell yeah, he did, and the stupid bitch deserved it. Why would you ruin what would have been a classic showdown between two of this companies best?
Diamond: Thats a little harsh, Flash, she just wants to make a mark in a new company... and that was an opportunity to do so.Too bad it blew up in her face, and now she's got a mess on her hands.
Rotten: That's what she said.
Nick doesn't wait for anything else to happen as he slides across the mat and pulls Brooke out of the corner and away from a potential ropebreak before covering her. He hooks the leg, and the referee lets go of Famine, rushing back to the center of the ring to make the count.
ONE!
TWO!
TH-
Brooke manages to kick out before the three count, and with a great deal of struggling, she squirms out from underneath Nick and makes it to her feet. Nick stands as well, rolling his head from side to side, warming up for the inevitable attacks of the female rookie he seems to have offended so greatly over the course of the week. Brooke drops into a traditional kickboxing stance, throwing a quick head kick that Nick ducks with ease. She throws three rapid fire jabs, all of which he blocks, but she catches him hard with a three hundred and sixty degree back kick to his chin that sends him stumbling backwards into the turnbuckle. She charges quickly, hitting him with a high knee and looking to follow it with a running bull dog, but before she can take off from the corner Nick trips her up and sends her onto her stomach as he hops on her back, looking for a cross face.
Diamond: Great counter from the former champion! He's looking for a submission, though!
Rotten: Famine won't let that happen!
The giant of a man steps into the ring over the top rope, grabbing Nick by the skull and dragging him to his feet. Nick tries to reverse Famine into a hammer lock, but a chop to his shoulder ends that before he really even began. Nick drops to both knees, and Famine quickly moves to his back, hooking the neck...
Rotten: THE BLOOD DRIVER! Famine isn't even the legal man, but that didn't stop him from hitting the Blood Driver on Nick Ryan!
The referee shouts for Famine to get out of the ring, and he grabs Brooke by the hair and drags her back to their corner, leaning her up on the turnbuckle before stepping to the apron, tagging himself in, and stepping back into the ring.
Diamond: Brooke tagged herself in earlier, and now Famine has returned the favor!
Famine makes his way quickly over to Nick, dropping to his knees and looking for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Suddenly, Marcus Enderton leaps over the top rope, stomping hard on Famines back to break the count. Famine looks up furiously at Marcus who begins to back away slowly, but as Famine looks back down at Nick his met by a closed fist to the nose followed by a backwards roll that puts Nick on top of Famine.
Diamond: Nick's reversed the pin!
ONE!
TW-
Famine kicks out with relative ease, and he and Nick both make it to their feet. They begin throwing punches furiously at each other, neither man worried about blocking or dodging, but both looking to knock the other unconcious. Finally, Nick leaps up and grabs Famines head under his arm, bringing him down with a DDT! Ryan rolls across the mat, standing just long enough to tag in Enderton before collapsing once more and rolling under the bottom rope to the floor outside. Enderton steps into the ring, staring at Famine the entire time who rises once more and sees Nick outside. He looks at Marcus, and then at Nick, a conflicted look on his face.
Diamond: Famine doesn't know what to do! Should he win this match, or should he pursue Nick Ryan and do as much damage as possible to his rival?
Rotten: Chase Nick! F-U-C-K his S-H-I-T up!
Finally, Famine spins on his heel and makes a tag to Brooke, the first voluntary tag that their team has had all day, and he steps over the ropes once more and drops to the floor with Nick as Brooke leaps into action.
Diamond: He's taking your advice, Flash! He wants the ex-champ!
Nick climbs to his feet, and once more the two men begin swinging for the fences, and back in the ring Marcus is looking to do the same. He throws a huge haymaker, which Brooke ducks, running off the far ropes and bouncing back at Enderton who looks for a clothesline. Brooke leaps through the air, scaling his body like a monkey before wrapping her legs tightly around his arm and dragging him to the mat!
Diamond: A flying armbar by Brooke Sawyer! My God! Marcus is trapped!
The referee watches intently, and Marcus taps!!! Marcus taps out! Brooke Sawyer and Famine of the Vile have won this match, but Famine barely realizes it as he and Nick spill up the entrance ramp towards the backstage area! Brooke climbs off of Marcus and allows the referee to throw her hand in the air, and she looks up to the stage just in time to see Nick and Famine being broken up by security.
Masters: The winners of this contest... FAMINE OF THE VILE and BROOKE SAWYER!
Diamond: The match is over guys, stop it!
Rotten: Screw that noise, TO THE DEATH BOYS!
Finally, the two are separated and Nick is escorted backstage as Famine stands alone on the stage, listening to the crowd cheer wildly. He sees Brooke celebrating in the ring, and realizes that they won the match. With a bellowing roar of victory, he throws both arms in the air, standing like a statue as the camera closes in on him, and slowly fades to black.
CCP AND PAUL FROST MEET
[/CENTER]Fans pop as Paul Frost is shown backstage close to the entrance way, dressed in a pair of black & white trunks along with his “PERFECTION” Granted White & Blue T-Shirt. Paul is in the final preparations for his tag team match
Diamond “Well up next is the first round of the tag title tournament which will see Paul Frost try to gain a record fourth tag team championship but….”
Rotten “But can he and his partner work together again, it’s been three years since Frost and Page…”
Fans pop again as World Champion Chris Page walks into frame as Paul looks over. There are a few moments of silents between the two.
CCP: Heard you where looking for me.
Frost: Yeah, wanted to congratulate you on that.
Frost points to the fifth Worlds Title hanging over Chris’s left shoulder. Chris nods
Frost: You ready?
Page: Born….ready
Frost: Then….
Paul puts out his fist in Page’s direction and it’s like old times as
Page fist bumps Paul right back as both men head towards the ring.
CCP: You thought about what I asked you?
Frost: We'll talk about it later...
MATCH 5:
1st ROUND MATCH IN THE WGWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT
PETER GILMOUR and DEAN JAMES vs PAUL FROST and “CHRONIC” CHRIS PAGE
Masters: Ladies and Gentleman the following TAG TEAM contest is a 1st Round Match in the WGWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT…
The crowd roars with anticipation…
“Lies” by Sevenwiser hits the speakers to a huge pop from the crowd.
Masters: Introducing Team Number One, first, about to make his way to the ring… he is a WGWF Hall of Famer, and for 3 time Tag Team and World Heavyweight Champion… PAUL FROST!!
The crowd explodes as Frost walks out to the top of the ramp.
Diamond: Listen to this ovation!
Rotten: Yawn…
Frost makes his way towards the ring, he is tagging the hands of the WGWF crowd as he makes his way to the ringside area. Frost slides into the ring and as he does his music fades out, and Shinedowns “Sound of Madness” hits the speakers.
Masters: His partner, about to make his way to the ring, he is the WGWF World Heavyweight Champion… CHRONIC CHRIS PAGE!
The crowd roars with boo’s as the house lights dim to darkness. Black and Yellow strobe lights flicker throughout the arena. Smoke begins to rise at the top of the ramp, several seconds pass before seen walking through the smokey haze with the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship securely around his waist is none other than Chris Page.
Rotten: Is Chris 100% after that attack by the Intative earlier in the show? Nonetheless, the competitor he is, he’s competing anyway!
Chris walks towards the ring, the boo’s are so loud you care hardly make out the music, it doesn’t fade the Champ. Chris reaches ringside before making his way up the steel step to the ring apron. Chris enters the ring, selling the injuries from earlier in the night as he unstraps the WGWF World Title, he lays it in his corner before turning his attention towards Paul Frost. The music fades away as the stare down beteen Frost and Page continues.
Daddy's Fallen Angel by In This Moment hits the speakers.
Masters: And introducing Team Number 2, first, about to make his way to the ring… PETER GILMOUR!
The lights in the arena dim, then go to full black. We then see red strobe lights going around the arena and then come to the entranceway where a big explosion of fire hits as "Daddy's Fallen Angel" by In This Moment begins to play. After the initial guitar riff, we then hear a loud scream from the lead singer as Rose Smith comes out wearing a very sexy red halter top with black pants. She gives the crowd a sadistic wink of her eye and then we see Peter Gilmour come out in a black vest and black tights with PBK on the sides. Peter grabs Rose's hand and they make their way to the ring. They get in normally and then both get into the center of the ring and flash the "X" symbol as fire emits from the turnbuckles…
The Antidote by Story Of The Year kicks in as the crowd continues to boo.
Masters: And his partner, about to make his way to the ring… he is the WGWF TV CHAMPION… DEAN JAMES!!
The boo’s grow louder as Dean walks out to the top of the ramp with the TV Title around his waist.
Diamond: One has to wonder how Dean and Gilmour are going to coexist as a team?
James slides into the ring, he removes the TV Title before putting it in his corner. The official stands in the center of the ring before calling for the bell.
DING….DING….DING….
CCP steps out to the ring apron to the surprise of Paul Frost. He’s heard saying “Show me how its done kid.” Before clapping his hands together. Across the ring Dean James steps out to the ring apron leaving Gilmour and Frost to start things off. Frost and Gilmour look to lock up center ring, but it’s Gilmour with a boot to the midsection of Frost before teeing off with right hands to the Hall of Famer which backs Frost up into the ropes, Gilmour looks to fire Frost into the ropes with an Irish Whip, Frost counters and it’s Gilmour who hits the ropes, Frost drops down to his stomach allowing Gilmour to jump over him and hit the near side ropes, Frost springs to his feet delivering a perfectly executed dropkick to the chin takes Gilmour to the mat. Frost pops up to his feet, he meets Gilmour with a European Uppercut driving Gilmour back into a set of buckles. Frost comes over landing several piston like right hands before shooting Gilmour across the ring towards a neutral corner, but it’s Gilmour who reverses sending Frost crashing into a set of buckles, Frost staggers out from the corner into a Tilt-A-Whirl Slam by Gilmour! Gilmour taunts CCP who’s on the ring apron before dropping an elbow across the chest of Frost. It’s Gilmour with the first cover of the Tag Team Tournament.
Referee: ONE….. TWO…. T
Frost kicks out to a pop from the crowd. Gilmour gets to a vertical base, he picks up Frost before shooting Frost across the ring and into the ropes, Frost bounces off the ropes, Gilmour ducks his head only to catch a boot to the chest which stands him up to a vertical base, Frost blasts Gilmour with a clothesline taking him down, Gilmour gets back to his feet only to be knocked down with a second clothesline by Frost, Gilmour pops back up catching a Inverted Atomic Drop from Frost who follows it up with a Side Effect, driving Gilmour into the mat! Frost makes the cover.
Referee: ONE….. TWO….. TH
Gilmour kicks out. Frost reaches a vertical base, he picks up Gilmour before twisting his arm, the crowd responds as Frost walks back towards his corner where CCP tags into the match! The crowd boo’s insanely as CCP climbs the turnbuckles before coming off the top with a double ax handle smash to the twisted shoulder of Gilmour before Frost steps out to the ring apron.
Rotten: Now we go to school Peter.
CCP quickly puts a boot to the midsection before driving Gilmour into the mat with a armbar DDT isolating the shoulder. CCP stands to his feet roaring with boo’s as CCP stomps away at the right shoulder of Gilmour. CCP picks up Peter before nailing him with a hard right hand knocking Gilmour back into the ropes. CCP shoots Gilmour across the ring and into the ropes, Gilmour bounces off the ropes taking CCP down with a running shoulder block, CCP springs to his feet before being scooped up and Slammed to the mat. Gilmour picks up CCP before taking him back into the corner which houses Dean James, James tags into the match and opens up on CCP with right hands while Gilmour gets out of the ring. Dean takes a back waist lock on the Worlds Champion before hurling him backwards with a German Suplex with a bridge!
Referee: ONE.... TWO..... T
CCP shoots a shoulder up off the mat. Dean is quick to his feet, he picks up CCP before shooting him across the ring, CCP looks to bounce off the ropes, instead he latches on to the top rope while sling shooting himself under the bottom rope to the floor drawing boo's from the crowd.
Diamond: Looks like CCP is back tracking as usual Flash.
Rotten: Breaking the momentum of the contest is back tracking? Interesting.
CCP makes his way up to the ring apron before stepping back through the ropes and into the ring. Dean and CCP circle each other before looking to lock up, but it's CCP with a cheep thumb to the eye before lashing a knife edge chop across the chest of James. Dean, however, fires right back with a knee to the midsection before driving CCP into the mat with a Tiger Bomb! James makes another cover...
Referee: ONE.... TWO...... THR
CCP shoots a shoulder up off th mat.
Diamond: Dean James is looking good at the moment against CCP.
Dean gets to his feet, he reaches down to pick up CCP, and as he does CCP counters with a jaw breaker which staggters Dean back and allows CCP to reach his feet, he plants a boot to the midsection of Dean before taking him over with a gutwrench suplex. CCP is back to his feet where he tags Paul into the match. Frost enters the ring, he catches Dean with a European Uppercut, Dean swings at Frost, Frost ducks the attempt before taking Dean down with a Inverted Backbreaker. Frost covers.
Referee: ONE.... TWO.... THR
Dean shoots a shoulder up off the mat. Frost picks up Dean. Frost shoots Dean into the ropes, Dean bounces off the ropes and into a One Man Flap Jack. Frost makes another cover.
Referee: ONE...... TWO...... THRE
James shoots a shoulder up off the mat. Frost picks Dean up, he shoots Frost into the ropes, Dean bounces off the ropes, Paul ducks his head, Dean plants a boot to the chest knocking Paul back to a vertical base, Dean takes Paul over with a belly to belly suplex before reaching his feet. He makes the Tag to Gilmour. Frost is back to his feet as Gilmour enters the ring, Gilmour enters the ring, he catches Frost with a right hand before sending Frost into the ropes, Frost bounces off the ropes and into a Somoan Drop from Gilmour. Gilmour gets to a vertical base before bouncing off the ropes and dropping the leg across the throat of Frost before making a cover on Frost.
Referee: ONE..... TWO..... THRE
Frost shoots a shoulder up off the mat. Gilmour reaches his feet. He calls for the Black Hole Slam drawing boo's from the crowd as he reaches down picking up Paul Frost. Gilmour shoots Paul into the ropes, Paul bounces off the ropes, Gilmour looks for for the Black Hole Slam, the crowd explodes as Frost counters the the Black Hole Slam with a Tornado DDT spiking Gilmour head first into the mat.
Diamond: What a counter by Frost!!
Rotten: But can Frost make the cover!
Frost rolls over on to his chest, the crowd roars as he pounds the mat signaling for the Frost Bite!
Diamond: This could be it!!
Frost continues to pound the mat as we see Dean enters the ring blasting Frost from behind. The referee turns his attention to Dean, he tries to get in between Frost and Dean. They trade right hands, while this transpires CCP reaches down in his corner where he picks up the World Title... CCP enters the ring, Gilmour reaches a vertical base, and as he does CCP blasts Gilmour in the skull knocking Gilmour out! CCP rolls out of the ring and to the floor as the referee is shown getting Dean out of the ring. Frost looks at Gilmour, then out to the floor where CCP cheers Frost on to cover Peter. Frost reluctantly drops into the cover hooking a far leg of Gilmour.
Referee: ONE..... TWO...... THREE!!
DING....DING....DING....
"I am Perfection" by Downstait hits the speakers as CCP slides back into the ring. A dejected Dean James jumps off the ring apron to the floor as CCP slides into the ring. He begins to do the "air trumpet" celebration before grabbing the right arm of Frost and throwing it up in the air.
Masters: The winners of the match, and advancing in the WGWF Tag Team Championship Tournament... Paul Frost and Chris Page!
Rotten: CCP has got to be high! He's running around like an idiot!
ADAM BARKER'S THREAT...
[/CENTER]We cut back to the GM's Office. As our cameras enter the room Adam Barker screaming at Matt Hopkins can be heard...
Barker: YOU'RE A LOWLIFE AND A SON OF A BITCH!
Hopkins: FUCK YOU ADAM!
The cameras reveal Adam and Matt face to face, nose to nose.
Barker: You're having a lot of fun now aren't ya? Well just wait Matt, because I've got a HUGE surprise for you!
Hopkins: Yeah, what's that?
Barker decks Hopkins with a right hand knocking Matt to the floor. Hopkins clutches his jaw as Barker stands over him.
Barker: In due time...
Barker spits on Hopkins as the scene cuts back to ringside...
MATCH 6:
WRESTLEWARS REMATCH
LAST MAN STANDING
JAMES RAVEN vs PRIMETIME
*Ding….Ding*
Donald Masters “The following contest is a Wrestle Wars re-match and will be contested under “LAST MAN STANDING” rules. There will be no pin falls, no submissions and no disqualifications. The only way to win is to have your opponent not answer the ten counts and falls count ANYWHERE!!!!!”
Diamond “Ready Flash for the first of two Wrestle Wars re-matches this evening?”
Rotten “Oh yeah and what a match this should be. After suffering a draw on the biggest stage last week. James Raven is about to learn a lesson from a WGWF Original….Primetime.”
Fans begin to boo as “Click…Click Boom” by Saliva begins to play over the PA.
Donald Masters “Introducing first….he hails from Victoria, British Colombia Canada…a former WGWF Tag and Internet Champion…..PRIMETIME!!!!!!”
Nothing but boos are heard for the WGWF Original Primetime, who quickly steps out onto stage and down the ramp. Ignoring the fans Primetime reaches under the ring and begins to throw anything he can from trash cans to a biker chain weapons litter the ring
Diamond “Well obviously Primetime has a game plan in mind and yes every one of those objects can will be used in my mind for this fight…not a match but a fight for more than just pride.”
The Beijing crowd comes to life as “Bleed it out” by Linkin Park rips across the arena
Donald Masters “And introducing the opponent, he hails from Buffalo, New York....JAMES RAVEN!!!!!”
Fans pop huge as James makes his way down the ramp as he stares at the capacity crowd nodding in approval as he points directly to Primetime and mouths “RIGHT HERE….RIGHT NOW YOU MOTHER F#@ker”
Rotten ‘”Doesn’t Raven know it’s not nice to point Derrick”
Fans cheer as Raven signals for Primetime to meet him on the ramp and does. Quickly both men exchange rights and lefts as if someone sped up the tape but Primetime ducks under a right and delivers a kick to the gut as Raven finds himself thrown shoulder first into the steel ring post. Primetime walks over but receives an elbow directly to his jaw as he stumbles back Raven explodes from the right side of the screen and delivers a nasty shoulder black which sends Primetime face first into the ringside mats much to the delight of the crowd. Quickly Raven lands a few shots to Primetimes ribs before the former Tag Team champion is hip tossed onto the steel ramp way via James Raven.
Diamond “What an impact that was Flash. Primetime’s back meeting the steel ramp way and earlier on in this fight not a match but a fight. James Raven has the early….OH MY GOD.”
Fans cheer as Primetime leans up against the guardrail only to have Raven explode from half way off the ramp with a flying close line sending both men up into the capacity crowd. Now amongst the fans the fight is one with Rave sending Primetime gut first into a railing of some sort. James backs up looking for a boot but Primetime ducks under and now Raven’s leg is in between the rail. Fans boo as Primetime trash talks James before grabbing his left leg and going to work slamming it up against the railing numerous times. Primetime walks away only to return with a steel chair in hand and he cracks it over Raven’s left leg as the ref begins to count…..ONE…TWO…THREE….FOUR….FIVE….Raven finally gets freed and stands back up only to have Primetime level the former Global Cup Champion with a wicked short arm close line sending Raven back to the arena floor.
Rotten “Well our Chinese’s fans are certainly getting a close up of our WGWF stars here tonight. And now James Raven will finally pay for everything he’s ever done to poor Primetime.”
Grabbing James by the hair Primetime makes his way back to ringside dumping James onto the arena floor. Fans boo as Primetime takes another shot to James leg before reaching under the ring and pulling out a table. Primetime then leans the table up right against the ring steps, his back turned Raven reaches the time keeper and grabs the ring bell as Primetime turns straight into a skull shattering shot via Raven who falls to a knee while Primetime crumbles to the mats. The count is on both men…..ONE…TWO…THREE….FOUR…Raven is up….Five….SIX….Primetime reaches his feet as he falls right up against the table he set up earlier. The fans stand as Raven gingerly backs up near the rail as he looks to explode out with a SPEAR but his left legs gives way as he loses steam giving Primetime the chance to grab James and send him shoulder first through the table and into the steel ring steps!!!!!
Diamond “Oh my….Raven’s injured left leg gave out there, turning his aggression into his agony right there.”
Rotten “And how smart does Primetime look instead of taking the count Primetime rolls James into the ring…full of weapons ready and able to add insult to injury.”
In the ring trash cans, chairs, kendo sticks and yes even a biker chain await to be used as James holds his left leg while Primetime with grin and all picks up a kendo stick and swings it in the air before cracking it against Ravens back, a nasty sound is heard as the stick again blisters James back two more times as he screams out in pain. Primetime grin easily widens with every shot as James using the ropes gets to his feet as Primetime looks for the knock out shot but James pulls the top rope down as Primetime goes sailing face first over the top rope and crashing face first below. The count is on for both men….ONE….TWO….THREE….FOUR…..FIVE….James reaches his feet….SIX…..SEVEN….EIGHT…Primetime breaks the count looking back up to see Raven using the ropes launches himself over the rope with a high body vault that finds its mark again both men are down but not for long as James gets to his feet as he looks down at the mats and begins to expose one of them leaving the concrete floor exposed. Just as Raven turns around he is blasted in the face with a steel chair via Primetime. More boos as Primetime grabs the bottom half of the steel steps and places them on the edge of where the mats meet the concrete floor. Signaling to the crowd Primetime drags Raven onto the steps with him looking for a piledriver.
Diamond “NO….NO…NOOO Somebody needs to stop this. We saw what happened at Wrestle War with an exposed floor we don’t need a repeat now.”
Primetime looks to lift James who stops Primetime twice before grabbing Primetime and landing a Northern Lights Suplex onto the concrete floor. Primetime rolls around in absolute pain as James also looking the worse for wear and he delivered the move……… ONE ….TWO…THREE….FOUR…FIVE..SIX…James is up SEVEN….EIGHT…Primetime makes it to his knees!!! James follows in with a closed fist sending Primetime back to the floor as James looks under the ring and pulls out his own table which he sets up on the concrete floor before sliding Primetime back into the ring. Grabbing two trash cans Raven sets up on in the corner while taking the other one and placing it at his feet, Primetime is taken into the ropes as James explodes with a SPINEBUSTER that sends Primetime back first into the trash can on the canvas flattening it like a pancake along with Primetimes spine.
Rotten “Come on Primetime get up...be the better man…be the best man…just be the LAST MAN STANDING!!!!”
By the count of SEVEN Primetime with the help of the ropes makes it to his feet only to be greeted by a nasty swinging neck breaker via Raven, who quickly follows it up looking for an Irish whip sending Primetime into the trash can but the former Untouchable member reverses at the last possible second and its James Raven who runs sternum first into the trash can. Primetime follows up with a close line into the corner as James falls back into a reverse DDT planting James on the mat. Grabbing the kendo stick Primetime begins to choke James driving the stick right onto his air pipe. The ruthless face of Primetime trying to squeeze the life out of James is downright scary, with Raven almost passed out Primetime releases the choke and leans James up against the ropes. Kendo stick still in hand Primetime swings for the fences and lands a sickening shot right onto Raven’s face breaking the stick into, sending James through the middle rope and busting him open a bit. The count now is on James…ONE..TWO..THREE..FOUR..The ref stops counting as Primetime slides out the ring and again stops the count as James is laid up on the guardrail, slowly Primetime hops onto the apron handing grabbing the top rope as he looks over to see James still knocked out. Primetime springs off the middle rope and nails a MOONSAULT to the outside!!!!! Both bodies fall to the floor while Primetime lands on the arena mats, James lands in the crowd……ONE….TWO…..THREE…..FOUR……FIVE
Rotten “Half way home Primetime now just get up and win this thing….by any means necessary Derrick….any means Primetime was finally going to put James in his place and he just did.”
Diamond “It was an absolutely astonishing risk he took but in the end that could pay off for Primetime in a HUGE….WIAT!”
With Primetime up at six fans cheer because at the count of nine Primetime sees a standing James Raven in the crowd as he hops over the rail and were back to square one as rights and lefts are traded by both men with James sending Primetime back into the ring and quickly following himself. Raven quickly grabs a trash can lid and smashes over the back of Primetime who crawls to find his own trash can lid and smashes it against Raven’s left leg sending him to a knee. Now in charge Primetime rattles off a few more trash can lid shots to Ravens .Fans boo as Primetime gets in position for his finisher as Raven stumbles up at the count of five right into the “PRIME TIME KICK” but James reverses and low blows Primetime sending him to his knees, now grabbing Primetime James sends him over the top rope but Primetime holds on avoiding the table and exposed floor below only to turn right around into the “F.Y.S” kick from Raven sending Primetime off the apron and straight into table with his head bouncing off the concrete floor!!!!!
Rotten “NO WAY!!!!”
Diamond “You better say YES WAY…THE FYS…or in this case the FYP….the F-U Primetime maneuver sending Raven’s challenger through the table and skull first onto the floor.”
Ref…SEVEN…..EIGHT……NINE……TEN…RING THE BELL
*Ding…Ding*
Donald Masters “The winner of the match and the LAST MAN STANDING…..JAMES RAVEN!!!!!!!”
Fans cheer as the ref raises James’s hand before he and other trainers check on Primetime on the outside leaving Raven to celebrate his win.
Diamond “What an effort put forth by both men tonight but in the end there can and was only one last man standing and tonight its James Raven.”
In the ring Raven grabs a mic and begins to back up on the entrance way.
Raven: Tonight was only the start….see Primetime is off my list and now another man takes his place….a man I still have some unfinished business with……
Rotten “Who’s he talking about?”
Raven…..that man’s name is……DEAN JAMES!!!!!!
Diamond “WOW”
Raven: See between Dean and I there is some World Championship matters to discuss inside that ring. So Dean since you LOST this week how about next week on Brawl I add to your losing recorded….you face the RAVEN.
Diamond “What a match we could witness next week here….OH GIVE ME A GOD DAM BREAK….”
Fans boo as TV Cham Dean James blindsides Raven from behind via cracking his skull with the TV Title.
Rotten "Ask and you shall receive…big mouth…HIT’EM AGAIN”
Fans continue to boo as James lays in his boots to Raven with even more officials begging James off but its no use as James shoves them aside. Now taking a hold of Raven, Dean stets up for the “Box Office Smash”
Diamond “NO….NO….HE JUST WAS IN A LAST MAN STANDING MATCH…ENOUGH DAMN IT….WHY….WHY….DAMN IT WHY?”
Fans boo as Dean delivers the move sending Raven face first into the steel ramp way as James laughs over the convulsing body as he reaches down grabbing the mic.
Dean: You want me….YOU GOT ME….good luck….YOUR’E GOING TO NEED IT.
Fans boo as Dean holds his title high as he back up the ramp leaving James out cold.
SETH STEVENS AND KENNY RADICAL....
[/CENTER]We cut backstage where Seth Stevens and Kenny Radical are shown walking towards the entrance way...
Stevens: The guy has it coming to em'...
Radical: Are you sure about this?
Stevens: Look, you and Ferro are a much stronger team anyway. Genesis 2011 is about whats better for the group. I'll take one for the team. Not to mention... I really don't feel like carrying dead weight...
The scene cuts back to ringside...