Post by Greg T.O.M on Feb 2, 2024 16:52:29 GMT -5
*The Friday Night Fury logo fades to reveal a scene from the last episode of F.N.F. The scene fades to the fans cheering loudly. Flash bulbs go off in every direction as JMont and Junko stand in the ring starring at each other. Neither J Mont or Junko moves or reacts at all. Finally, after several long seconds of letting the fans have their say, J Mont continues.*
J MONT: Friday night... March 15th... 2024!
*His shoulders rise and fall with every heavy breath.*
J MONT: Joe Montuori versus Junko Souma... ONE MORE TIME!
*He raises his arm, pointing to the banner hanging above the ring.*
J MONT: AT THUNDER... IN... PARADISE 3!
*He leans down, getting right in her face.*
J MONT: You want your rematch... YOU GOT IT!
*She steps up, going directly nose to nose with him as she raises the microphone.*
Junko Souma: Not just any match!
*J Mont chuckles and stands upright, looming over her.*
J MONT: You know what... f[bleep] it.
*He turns his back on her casually, looking out at the fans... amused.*
J MONT: I'm not scared... pick your poison.
*He shrugs.*
J MONT: After all... I already beat you at your own game once before. What else could you possibly have up your sl --
Junko Souma: NO ROPES... ELECTRIC BARBED WIRE DEATH MATCH!
*J Mont's eyes go wide and the fans pop HUGE! The scene fades from JMont’s bulging eyes to the opening video for F.N.F*
*The video fades to a live shot of the sold-out Simmons Bank Arena in Little Rock, Arkansas. The crowd of over 18,500 Thunderamanics roar as blue and yellow pyro shoot across the top of the arena. The camera begins to pan around the crowd and focus on individual signs. *
KHLOE vs SYNN 3? PLEASE!
HERE FOR THE PANDA
PAN MY MAN
G.O.C TAKE IT @ TIP3
JUNKO IS GONNA KILL YOU
MATT KNOX, CHAMPION NEVERMORE
*The shot cuts from the signs to the ringside commentary desk where we are joined by Mark Markson and Nick Napier. *
Markson: HELLO EVERYONE! Welcome to Friday Night Fury.
Napier: You know, I normally hate the signs these Thunderamorons come up with, but that last one was a good one.
Markson: Well, Matt Knox certainly has a big test ahead of him tonight. First, he has his S.E.X Cup match as him and Amber Ryan-Bane look to advance past The Montouries, and then he goes from the frying pan into the fire as Matt Knox will go directly into his International championship match against JMont, JOE MONTOURIE!!!
Napier: I know I can’t wait, NEW CHAMPION TONIGHT!!!
Markson: And speaking of JMont, our show will be starting as always with some words from JMont.
Napier: That just means we are starting off hot. Oh wait, I just text message from the NEXT International Champion!
KHLOE vs SYNN 3? PLEASE!
HERE FOR THE PANDA
PAN MY MAN
G.O.C TAKE IT @ TIP3
JUNKO IS GONNA KILL YOU
MATT KNOX, CHAMPION NEVERMORE
*The shot cuts from the signs to the ringside commentary desk where we are joined by Mark Markson and Nick Napier. *
Markson: HELLO EVERYONE! Welcome to Friday Night Fury.
Napier: You know, I normally hate the signs these Thunderamorons come up with, but that last one was a good one.
Markson: Well, Matt Knox certainly has a big test ahead of him tonight. First, he has his S.E.X Cup match as him and Amber Ryan-Bane look to advance past The Montouries, and then he goes from the frying pan into the fire as Matt Knox will go directly into his International championship match against JMont, JOE MONTOURIE!!!
Napier: I know I can’t wait, NEW CHAMPION TONIGHT!!!
Markson: And speaking of JMont, our show will be starting as always with some words from JMont.
Napier: That just means we are starting off hot. Oh wait, I just text message from the NEXT International Champion!
Markson: Peter Vaughn sent you a message?
Napier: Whose nuts do you like more there Markson? Knox or Vaughn?
Markson: Better than being all over J Mont’s nuts!
Napier: Deez Nutz!
Markson: You really need to grow up and stop acting like Billy Madison.
Napier: He lived a great life, just like the man who is arriving right now as we speak. Let’s get to the back of the arena and watch the arrival of the greatest man to step foot into a TPW ring.
*The TerryTron lights up in the arena to show the empty back parking lot. But everyone knows in a matter of time, J Mont will be here thanks to the confirmation from Napier. Markson on the other hand is using his phone as he does not care about any of the antics that pertain to J Mont. TPW has cameras set up in the back because they do not want to miss what has given them the top ratings over the last year and that's J Mont opening things up. The paparazzi are here tonight, but not as many. I think the last batch that got JKO’D left and right scared a lot of them from coming.
You can see headlights approaching. The cameras are getting in place. The fans in the arena, as much as they hate J Mont with all their heart, love to see the arrival because you never know what to expect from the man. As the headlights get closer, you can tell the high beams are on because the camera’s have a big glare in them.*
Napier: OH MY GOD! Do you see that beautiful piece of machinery?
Markson: It’s just a car!
Napier: Anyone that drives an 87 Saturn would say that remark. That car isn't even in the market yet!
Markson: And let me guess. J Mont told you?
*While Napier laughs at Markson, you can see the 2025 Rolls Royce Spectre Convertible pulling up. Special pearl white color with a black hood. Truly one of a kind. You can’t miss J Mont as he has one hand on the steering wheel, and his other hand flipping everyone off in the back. Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire is being heard by 50 Cent through the surround sound speakers. As J Mont finally lowers the music, he opens the driver's door and steps out. Not in his usual custom suit attire or even dressed for the occasion as he normally does. Dressed in all black, like he is here for a funeral. Maybe Knox’s. Black Nike Shocks. Black sweatpants with a solid black tee shirt. Looks like a war is about to go down tonight.*
J Mont: The NEXT International Champion has arrived. But before the big MAIN EVENT TONIGHT, i have some other business i need to attend to. And I am sure you all are wondering what I mean by that. If you haven't been paying attention, then you are missing out on why I am the HELL of the year and future WRESTLER of the year for 2024. The business i have to attend to is knocking that peanut of a brain Knox has a round a little, then finish him off with a JKO to send a message. Winning the International Title is the icing and grand finale tonight. The appetizer is me showing up right now, looking sexy as hell, even in workout clothes. The Main Course is coming soon when I step onto the entrance ramp and give Junko Souma a piece of my mind.
*J Mont makes a B-Line towards the entrance door of the arena. The cameras are following closely as they do not want to miss anything along the way. J Mont knows they are behind him and he stops in his tracks and turns around, facing the cameras.*
J Mont: This is a night that Knox and Junko will never forget. February 2nd, 2024 is the night of J Mont. Mark it down on your calendars. You need to stay tuned to see what happens next!!!!!!!
*J Mont has entered the building and who knows what is about to happen next.*
Napier: He is the one the way. You want Ratings, look no further than J Mont walking out from the back and stepping foot into that ring with a mic.
Markson: I hope every Mic they give him doesn't work.
*The Cameras are following J Mont as he is walking through the back and down the hallways. Not paying attention to the local workers standing around, or even some of the TPW Talent, J Mont is just walking and minding his business until he notices one of the dressing room doors saying JUNKO on it.*
J Mont: This little Japanese Bitch is about to learn a thing or 2 about getting into the business of J Mont.
*J Mont kicks the door open like he is Hobbs from Fast and Furious. The hinges of the door hit the floor as the door is now wide open and completely busted. Looking around, there is no sign of Junko. But J Mont does spot her Gym Bag. As he walks over to grab it, he cannot help but be like a fat kid at the candy store. He unzips the bag to find her regular dress clothes that she must have changed out of and a picture of her and Hideo Chiba. That must have some sentimental value if Junko carries it around. J Mont zips the bag back up and throws it over his shoulder.*
J Mont: I cannot wait to have some fun with this crap that belongs in the Salvation Army Dumpster.
*J Mont walks out of Junko’s room, leaving behind the busted door and nothing for Junko to change into. And the walk continues. All of this is caught on camera and on the big Titantron for the fans to see.*
Napier: J Mont gonna have some fun with Junko before he walks away with the International Title..
Markson: 2 people not to piss off in the TPW. Junko Souma and Matt Knox. Great job J Mont. The name Joe is really messing up our world today. Joe Biden and Joe Montuori. We really need to not hire anymore Joe’s in TPW.
*The Fans are waiting for J Mont to come through the curtain so they can see what happens next. As J Mont continues the walk, he is not too far away from the entrance curtain. You can see security standing there and a few of the TPW staff. But the strange thing is, you see one TPW member standing next to a wheelbarrow that has a Gasoline can. J Mont walks up to the man, who hands him a box of matches. J Mont reaches into his pocket and pulls out a handful of 100 dollar bills. He tips the man for having this ready for him it seems.*
J Mont: Thank you for your good work of having the wheelbarrow ready for me. I had a plan in place but things changed because of this gym bag I have right here. The 4th of July that the Japanese see in YokoHama will be nothing compared to what I do with the contents of this Gym Bag.
*J Mont has that sinister smirk on his face as he throws the gym bag into the wheelbarrow. He then grabs both handles of the wheelbarrow and proceeds to push it towards the main curtain where the entrance to the ring will begin. Waiting to go through the curtain, J Mont stands there smiling.*
“LEMON” By Kenshi Yonezu Hit the PA System
*The fans have never heard this song and have no idea what it means or why it's playing. But this is a popular song in Japan that talks about Loss and Moving on. This is really a low blow by J Mont towards Junko here. Making things really personal about her life and culture. And here comes J Mont from the back as he pushes the wheelbarrow onto the stage and down the ramp. The fans are letting him have it because this is total disrespect towards the face of the year and fan favorite Junko. J Mont as usual doesn't give a crap and just pushes the wheelbarrow down the ramp so he can do what he has to do before his big title match tonight.*
Napier: This song is terrible, but I love how J Mont is trying to embrace the Japanese.
Markson: Embracing? This man is totally slapping the whole country of Japan and Junko in the face with this.
Napier: J Mont is bigger than Japan and can do whatever he wants. This is all Junko’s fault.
Markson: You're blaming Junko for this? Wow, you are just as bad as J Mont.
*J Mont gets to the metal steps and turns around. Both middle fingers are in the air to the fans. He then takes out the gasoline can and slides it underneath the bottom rope. J Mont then grabs the gym bag and throws it over the top rope, not giving a damn. And last but not least, J Mont lifts up the wheelbarrow and finds a way to maneuver it under the bottom rope. Finally, walking up the metal steps, J Mont has finally entered the ring. The chorus of boos are starting to overtake the beautiful song that J Mont chose to come out too. Pushing the wheelbarrow into the middle of the ring, J Mont then picks up the gym bag. Walking over and standing on the middle turnbuckle, J Mont holds up the gym bag in the air, then throws it into the wheelbarrow. Finally, he motions to the fans, as he points to his waist showing that he will be the NEXT International Champion. J Mont finally hops down, and is handed a mic.*
BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!!
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*J Mont wants more from the fans. This is filling up his EGO tank right here. He is loving this. The fans really hate J Mont with all their hearts, but they love that he is out here because he keeps them entertained because the rest of the TPW roster is boring as hell.*
J Mont: Thank you for that warm welcome. I bet if I was Bill Clinton, you would all be clapping and cheering for me. And I have no idea why TPW management chose this Poop place for an arena. Reynolds Razorback Stadium is the place to be, not Simmons Bank Arena. I guess they wanted to help out the less fortunate so they held a show here tonight where tickets are affordable.
Napier: Good point by J Mont. We can only hold 18,000 people in here, whereas Reynolds Razorback Stadium can up to 72,000 people.
Markson: You 2 are truly Dumb and Dumber. Of course it can hold more. It’s the college football stadium and it's brand new. Jesus, someone help me here….please.
J Mont: But before you rude fans can cut me off again, let me get to why I am out here. Because without me opening a show, TPW Ratings would take a nosedive. Something that we all know that Matt Knox loves to do. Stick his nose in people business and cocaine. Whoops, did I say that out loud. Drug Test on Monday for Knox. But anyway, I need to address a few things before my big Main Event match tonight. For starters, the MASK for The Malvados is in a very safe place and will not be here tonight. But i can promise you that next Fury, the mask will be back and just wait til you see what i have planned with it. And I TOLD YOU SO is in order because no one thought that myself and Peter Vaughn could co exist and make it work. Well not only did we make it work, but we knocked off the Duos Team of the year, former Duos Tag Champs and the resigning S.E.X. Cup winners. I think that just shook everyone in the tournament if you ask me. And here is a small warning shot to LIGHTS OUT. Do yourself a favor and just get out of the way before you ruin your careers trying to stop me and Vaughn. You do not want this SMOKE!!!!!
*The Fans are starting a LIGHTS OUT CHANT that stops J Mont from speaking. He lets the fans do their thing because that's the nice guy he is. But the chant doesn't faze him for one minute because when it finally dies down, he gets back to the business at hand.*
J Mont: We are the team to beat Vaughn and you know I got your back, but I have other things I need to get off my chest. Like that little Japanese bitch Junko. You wanted the TRILOGY and you are going to get it. But I want you and your family to know that it's not my fault that you are going to be sliced and diced by barbed wire. When I get done with you, I am going to serve you up like Sushi. Call it Junko Makizushi or something. You are going to pay for costing me The American Championship. But you are also going to pay for putting Axel Shaw and Shaun Hart on the shelf for a while after that hit and run you pulled on them with the cop car. But it's ok. I always have a Plan B,C,D and more. You always have to be prepared, something you parents should have done before they gave birth to you. They should have used a condom and the world wouldn't have this problem with you around. Same for Matt Knox as well, with his 5656488908954904376897854589347503 kids running around here.
Napier: I'm going to start calling Matt Knox, the Danny Tanner of TPW!
Markson: HOW RUDE!
J Mont: And speaking of Matt Knox, he is going to regret opening up a challenge for the International title and pushing me to take it. How dumb can a man be? You got lucky once versus me and now you just think you can fight me anytime and win? You're a friggin moron Knox. And I don't have a lot more to say to you tonight because I am going to let the beat down I give you in the ring be my talking. I am leaving here tonight not only embarrassing Junko but also taking that International Title off your hands. I have big plans for that title Knox. I plan on being the one to Rep TPW vs Enigma and Mac Bane. I plan on getting my trilogy match versus Vaughn with the TPW title on the line. No one wants to see you in any of those matches. Having the name J MONT tied to those matches is MONEY and RATINGS. Having Knox tied to those matches is people taking a Poop bathroom break or a quickie in the bedroom. See you tonight Knox and make sure my belt is nice and shiny for me.
Napier: I cannot wait to see J Mont hold that title up high!
Markson: The route that J Mont is taking, Peter Vaughn might need to find a new partner for the next Fury.
J Mont: Junko, i know you are back there somewhere in your wrestling gear because i have your gym bag with your clothes. But have no fear, I will take good care of them for you.
*J Mont bends down to pick up the gym bag. He tosses it into the wheelbarrow and opens it up. He pulls out the clothes and holds it up for the fans to see. Then tosses it back into the wheelbarrow. J Mont reaches back into the bag and pulls out the Photo of Junko and Hideo Chiba together.*
J Mont: Can't have anything happen to this photo. Junko might get mad and run me over with a Police Car or a Mitsubishhi Mirage.
*J Mont spreads the clothes around in the wheelbarrow so it looks full with the gym bag in there. J Mont then proceeds to get the gasoline can and starts to pour it all over the clothes until the can is empty.*
Napier: Anyone have any marshmallows?
Markson: This is out of hand. We need the fire department and security down here right now!!!!!!
*The fans can't believe this at all. Their eyes are all lit up in shock. J Mont pulls out the box of matches that were given to him. He slides the box open and grabs one match out. Sliding the match against the side of the box, a flame ignites. That sinister smirk on J Mont’s face is of the devil. He throws the match into the wheelbarrow and a monstrous flame ignites and shoots up high into the sky. The clothes are burning at a fast rate.*
J Mont: Hey Junko, I hear there is a Walmart or Dollar Tree around here for you to get some new clothes when you are done wrestling because you are going to look like a moron walking around Arkansas in your wrestling gear. Well, I take that back, You might fit in well in this hillbilly city looking like that.
BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!! BOO!!!
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J Mont: Oh yeah Junko, here is the GRAND FINALE i was telling you about before.
*J Mont drops the picture of Junko and Hideo Chiba into the flames. He watches as the picture curls up from burning and before you know it, it's completely gone and forgotten.*
J Mont: Just like what i am going to do to you Junko. I am going to make sure that you are GONE forever, just like that special picture you were carrying around of your shitty ass mentor and you. Up in flames, just like your career is going to be. And that should be a reminder to Matt Knox as well. I will do whatever it takes tonight to leave here as the International Champion. If I have to light you on fire and watch you burn to win, so be it. This is a fire you started Knox. I'm just here to win the title and laugh in your face after. Consider this a warning to you Junko and you as well Knox. You have just awoken “TWIZTED THOUGHTZ” Joe Montuori.
*The wheelbarrow is still burning in the center of the ring. J Mont is laughing his ass off as he holds his hands up high to celebrate what he did. The fans are still in shock at what has transpired here tonight.*
Napier: What time does Walmart close so we can let Junko know?
Markson: You really are a piece of Poop Napier. He burnt a picture of Junko and her mentor. That is crossing the line.
Napier: Guess J Mont already won Heel of the Year for 2024 with that move then huh?
Markson: How about he just gets fired and no one ever hires him AGAIN!
*As J Mont turns in a circle with his arms outstretched at his sides, soaking in the intensely negative reaction from the fans the instrumental version of "Battle Royale" by Apashe hits, drawing a big pop from the crowd, immediately silencing J Mont as though he had no idea this was even remotely a possibility! He whips around to face the entranceway and assumes a fighting stance, gesturing toward curtain and screaming "COME ON, JUNKO! BRING YOUR ASS OUT HERE!" Seconds pass and the curtain finally parts, allowing Junko to step out onto the stage in her wrestling gear, all she has left in the arena after J Mont stole her belongings.*
Markson: There she is... Junko Souma!
Napier: She must be some kind of glutton for punishment to come out here after what J Mont just did! There's no way she witnessed what just happened and think for a second that she has a chance... you heard the man! TWIZTED THOUGHTZ HAS BEEN UNLEASHED!
Markson: She doesn't care about that. She made it clear two weeks ago that she's got three specific goals this year... win the SEX Cup, challenge for the International Championship, and end this trilogy with J Mont once and for all! J Mont is obviously threatened by her! The match has been signed already, the main event at Thunder in Paradise 3 and he's desperate to get under her skin!
Napier: That match is a farce, Markson! No ropes barbed wire death match? Didn't we just have a death match pay-per-view back in October?! She's trying to turn TPW into an outlaw mudshow and I don't like it! SAVE US, J MONT!
*Junko makes her way down to the ring, eyes locked on J Mont. She climbs the steps and walks across the apron, the flames from the wheelbarrow flicker in her eyes. She stares through the flames and into J Mont's eyes as he smiles ear to ear, still gesturing for her to bring it on.*
Napier: Look at her. She's too scared to get in the ring!
*Junko steps through the ropes, standing on the other side of the wheelbarrow from J Mont.*
Markson: You were saying?
Napier: I told you she was stupid.
Markson: First, you never said she was stupid, you said she's a glutton for punishment, which… fair enough... and second, J Mont is an idiot for pulling a stunt like this when he's got a title match later tonight against Matt Knox!
*The fans are buzzing with anticipation as J Mont raises the microphone and prepares to speak... only to be interrupted when -*
Matt Knox: You two really ought to kiss and get it over with.
*At the top of the stage, stepping out from the back without his music playing and ithe International title slung over his shoulder now stands Matthew Knox, microphone in hand and looking somewhere between sickened and amused as he begins a slow, casual stroll toward the ring.*
Matt Knox: Joey, Joey, JOOOOEEEEEY. What are you doing, son? What are you doing?
He stops outside the ring, raising a hand to motion to JMont first
Matt Knox: Biggest match of your TPW Career and the second time you get the rub from being booked against me and you’re out here trying to rehash the past.
His gaze switches to Junko briefly, then back at JMont as his smile broadens.
Matt Knox: I think she’s moved on though, Joe but…Junko. Junko-San, my dear I do admire you charitable spirit but you could do better…..in both innuendo and as far as a fight.
He leans over the bottom rope, taking a moment to compose his thoughts before nodding.
Matt Knox: Still though, you both want it..and who am I to judge? Hell, I should just get my cupid wings back on. I got someone to marry Jason Cashe so clearly, i’m a miracle worker so you two, hear me out…
He straightens up, fixing his collar and clearing his throat.
Matt Knox: See Joey, I know you won’t be alone tonight. You got your brother, his wife and of course your frienemy-and-hanger-on Peter Vaughn. I got my own frienemy who wants me dead and successful. Plenty of factors to mess our fight up, make it about more than us so insted of bitching about it? I say we lean into it….
See, the refs? I trust em enough, but I know who signs their pay checks and I know they’re not much so instead of someone who would PROBABLY screw me for Alex Marshall, I say we use someone who will screw me for themselves…
…..but will screw you just as quickly, for the same selfish reason.
His gaze locks on Junko.
Matt Knox: Wouldn’t you, Junko?
The fans pop at the proposition. JMont looks incensed, his face as red as MaMa Montuori’s red sauce. Junko looks first to JMont, then bck to Knox and nods which causes the fans to only pop louder. Matthew, for his prt, looks mostly satisfied.
Matt Knox: Good….see what we can do, when we act our age? See you later…well, both of you now. Production! You can hit my music now.
*The CHAMP drops the mic lazily on the apron and turns to head back the way he came from as the scene fades to a commercial break. *
*The shot returns from the commercial break to the ringside commentary table. *
Markson: Welcome back folks, and I have to say that I have some good news and some bad news.
Napier: Please tell me the bad news is you got fired, because that is good new to me.
Markson: I’m going to choose to ignore that comment. First, the bad news. We were originally scheduled to return from commercial break to bring you Pan facing off with Mario Esposito, but unfortunately that will not be taking place. A couple of days ago Pan tender his resignation to Thunder Pro Wrestling, siting personal issues and needing to leave the sport. While we are disappointed in this, we here at TPW would like to wish him the best in his future endeavors.
Napier: Ha, makes sense I guess. Guy was a big weirdo, an odd fascination for kids stories. While TPW may wish him the best, I just want everyone to know that The Cabal wishing Pan the absolute worst in his future adventures. I hope Hook feeds him to a croc on Tik Tok.
Markson: Riiiiiggghhhttt….. So, the good news. The good news is actually two items. First, the TPW matchmakers have already found a replacement for Pan to face Andrea Hernandez at Thunder In Paradise 3 for the Prestige Championship. Ladies, and gentlemen, it is my honor to inform you all that KHLOE COX WILL GET THE SHOT!!!
Napier: *fart noises* Yeah, that’ll really put butts in seats.
Markson: OH, STOP IT!!!
Napier: Sorry, had some of that so called “famous cheese dip and barbecue” Arkansas is supposed to be known for. It sucked, the queso at my local Mexican restaurant is far superior.
Markson: *sigh* Now, the rest of the good news. Thunder Pro took to the fans to let the Thunderamaniacs determine who would be on team TPW for the big five versus five match against team WGWF at Uncivil War.
Napier: The Cabal and JMont, DUH!
Markson: WRIONG! Ladies and Gentlemen, here are the selections for team TPW at Uncivil War. We already know that Xavier Lux is one, but the other four names as voted by you the fans are as follows.
Napier: Ha, makes sense I guess. Guy was a big weirdo, an odd fascination for kids stories. While TPW may wish him the best, I just want everyone to know that The Cabal wishing Pan the absolute worst in his future adventures. I hope Hook feeds him to a croc on Tik Tok.
Markson: Riiiiiggghhhttt….. So, the good news. The good news is actually two items. First, the TPW matchmakers have already found a replacement for Pan to face Andrea Hernandez at Thunder In Paradise 3 for the Prestige Championship. Ladies, and gentlemen, it is my honor to inform you all that KHLOE COX WILL GET THE SHOT!!!
Napier: *fart noises* Yeah, that’ll really put butts in seats.
Markson: OH, STOP IT!!!
Napier: Sorry, had some of that so called “famous cheese dip and barbecue” Arkansas is supposed to be known for. It sucked, the queso at my local Mexican restaurant is far superior.
Markson: *sigh* Now, the rest of the good news. Thunder Pro took to the fans to let the Thunderamaniacs determine who would be on team TPW for the big five versus five match against team WGWF at Uncivil War.
Napier: The Cabal and JMont, DUH!
Markson: WRIONG! Ladies and Gentlemen, here are the selections for team TPW at Uncivil War. We already know that Xavier Lux is one, but the other four names as voted by you the fans are as follows.
Ava Arthur
Larry Tact
Junko Souma
And…
JMONT!!!
Napier: W-T-F!!!
Markson: I know, I was shocked too.
Napier: How is JMont going to coexist for Junko?
Markson: That is going to be very interesting.
Napier: Those Thunderamorons have set them up for failure.
Markson: Speaking of set-up for failure, The Putties are in the ring ready for their non-title match against the current Duos champions Rogue’s Gallery.
Napier: The Putties are setting Rogue’s Gallery up for failure.
Markson: No, The Putties suck and are going to get destroyed.
Larry Tact
Junko Souma
And…
JMONT!!!
Napier: W-T-F!!!
Markson: I know, I was shocked too.
Napier: How is JMont going to coexist for Junko?
Markson: That is going to be very interesting.
Napier: Those Thunderamorons have set them up for failure.
Markson: Speaking of set-up for failure, The Putties are in the ring ready for their non-title match against the current Duos champions Rogue’s Gallery.
Napier: The Putties are setting Rogue’s Gallery up for failure.
Markson: No, The Putties suck and are going to get destroyed.
Steve Cotton: The following NON-TITLE Duos match is scheduled for ONE FALL!
*Strobe lights begin to flash as "Birth Ritual" by Soundgarden starts playing. As the chuggy main riff of the song starts the Rogues’ Gallery, Jeremy The Wicked and Superunknown, emerge onto the stage from behind the curtain. They toss their arms triumphantly into the air, and look around before they head to the ring*
Steve Cotton: Weighing in at 465 lbs, the DUOS CHAMPIONS, from Electric City, New York… they are ROGUES’ GALLERY!!!
Napier: They look different somehow.
Markson: Agreed. Rogues’ Gallery do seem a bit more menacing tonight. They had a great showing against the Show Stealerz last Friday Night Fury and are advancing in the S.E.X. Cup. Perhaps they are just finding their groove.
Steve Cotton: And already in the ring, to my left, weighing in at 430 pounds, from Parts Unknown, they are… THE PUTTIES!
Napier: These guys are creepy.
Markson: They are definitely interesting, but then again, Rogues’ Gallery is quite the interesting pair, as well.
*JTW and Putty 1 start off the match. JTW circles around Putty 1 who gesticulates oddly and makes a strange noise as he tracks JTW circling him. JTW shoots in on Putty 1 who tries to backflip away but is caught by Jeremy and brought down to the mat hard with a Gourdbuster.*
Markson: Jeremy The Wicked drove Putty 1 down with some extra force on that Gourdbuster.
Napier: It’s like he’s trying to hurt his opponent.
*JTW pulls Putty 1 up and hits him with a Running Knee Lift. Before Putty 1 can fall JTW hits him with Gorilla Press Powerslam. He makes the tag to Superunknown who climbs over the ropes and slowly stalks Putty 1, Superuknown pulls Putty 1 up and tosses him into his corner, allowing Putty 2 to make the tag. Putty 2 front flips over the ropes and is met with a Clothesline from Hell by Superuknown.*
Markson: Rogues’ Gallery is devastating the Putties right now!
Napier: Something has gotten into these two, and I have to say… I like it!
Markson: You have to believe they are trying to send a message to Sports Entertainment Xpress right now.
*Superuknown grabs Putty 1 by the throat before he can exit the ring and he reaches down, pulling Putty 2 up to his feet with his free-hand, Superuknown smashes their heads together. He wastes no time and as Putty 2 staggers to his feet, and grabs the Putty, snapping off a Gutwrench Powerbomb. Superunknown tags JTW back in.*
Markson: Superuknown seems to be winding up for a pitch.
Napier: Let’s see if the Puttys can stand up against the Fastball!
*Superuknown tosses JTW into Putty 2 with the Fastball. JTW plants Putty 2 on the mat with a spear and covers as Superuknown runs to the Putty’s corner and knocks Putty 1 off of the mat.*
1!
2!
3!!!
Markson: Rogues’ Gallery have defeated the Puttys and now they head to Uncivil War: TPW vs WGWF to face Sports Entertainment Xpress.
Napier: It doesn’t look like Jeremy is done.
*Back in the ring, JTW pulls Putty 2 up and snaps off a DDT for good measure before the referee pulls JTW off of Putty 2, JTW cocks his fist back instinctively, almost striking the ref, but Superuknown stops him and convinces him to leave the ring. The two exit and make their way down the aisleway slowly, looking irritated.*
Steve Cotton: And the winners are… ROGUES’ GALLERY!
Markson: You’re right… Rogues’ Gallery does seem to have a different aura about them tonight.
Napier: Did you just say I was right?
*Strobe lights begin to flash as "Birth Ritual" by Soundgarden starts playing. As the chuggy main riff of the song starts the Rogues’ Gallery, Jeremy The Wicked and Superunknown, emerge onto the stage from behind the curtain. They toss their arms triumphantly into the air, and look around before they head to the ring*
Steve Cotton: Weighing in at 465 lbs, the DUOS CHAMPIONS, from Electric City, New York… they are ROGUES’ GALLERY!!!
Napier: They look different somehow.
Markson: Agreed. Rogues’ Gallery do seem a bit more menacing tonight. They had a great showing against the Show Stealerz last Friday Night Fury and are advancing in the S.E.X. Cup. Perhaps they are just finding their groove.
Steve Cotton: And already in the ring, to my left, weighing in at 430 pounds, from Parts Unknown, they are… THE PUTTIES!
Napier: These guys are creepy.
Markson: They are definitely interesting, but then again, Rogues’ Gallery is quite the interesting pair, as well.
*JTW and Putty 1 start off the match. JTW circles around Putty 1 who gesticulates oddly and makes a strange noise as he tracks JTW circling him. JTW shoots in on Putty 1 who tries to backflip away but is caught by Jeremy and brought down to the mat hard with a Gourdbuster.*
Markson: Jeremy The Wicked drove Putty 1 down with some extra force on that Gourdbuster.
Napier: It’s like he’s trying to hurt his opponent.
*JTW pulls Putty 1 up and hits him with a Running Knee Lift. Before Putty 1 can fall JTW hits him with Gorilla Press Powerslam. He makes the tag to Superunknown who climbs over the ropes and slowly stalks Putty 1, Superuknown pulls Putty 1 up and tosses him into his corner, allowing Putty 2 to make the tag. Putty 2 front flips over the ropes and is met with a Clothesline from Hell by Superuknown.*
Markson: Rogues’ Gallery is devastating the Putties right now!
Napier: Something has gotten into these two, and I have to say… I like it!
Markson: You have to believe they are trying to send a message to Sports Entertainment Xpress right now.
*Superuknown grabs Putty 1 by the throat before he can exit the ring and he reaches down, pulling Putty 2 up to his feet with his free-hand, Superuknown smashes their heads together. He wastes no time and as Putty 2 staggers to his feet, and grabs the Putty, snapping off a Gutwrench Powerbomb. Superunknown tags JTW back in.*
Markson: Superuknown seems to be winding up for a pitch.
Napier: Let’s see if the Puttys can stand up against the Fastball!
*Superuknown tosses JTW into Putty 2 with the Fastball. JTW plants Putty 2 on the mat with a spear and covers as Superuknown runs to the Putty’s corner and knocks Putty 1 off of the mat.*
1!
2!
3!!!
Markson: Rogues’ Gallery have defeated the Puttys and now they head to Uncivil War: TPW vs WGWF to face Sports Entertainment Xpress.
Napier: It doesn’t look like Jeremy is done.
*Back in the ring, JTW pulls Putty 2 up and snaps off a DDT for good measure before the referee pulls JTW off of Putty 2, JTW cocks his fist back instinctively, almost striking the ref, but Superuknown stops him and convinces him to leave the ring. The two exit and make their way down the aisleway slowly, looking irritated.*
Steve Cotton: And the winners are… ROGUES’ GALLERY!
Markson: You’re right… Rogues’ Gallery does seem to have a different aura about them tonight.
Napier: Did you just say I was right?
Markson: I'd never admit if I did. But, I will admit this, we have some fine sponsors and it is time for an word from some of them.
* Alexander Marshall is sitting in his office doing important things. Mostly counting money, but that's important too. He looks up at the sound of his door opening. His eyes narrow slightly as Mike Zybala walks in. *
Marshall: If it isn't my favorite table flipper. What do you want, Mike
Zybala: How would you like to face your brother at Technical Difficulties in a number one contenders match for the Outsiders World title??
* Marshall stops counting the money, as he is genuinely stunned. *
Marshall: Could you repeat that? I have something stupid stuck in my ear.
Zybala: Oh, come on! It would be a great way to not only settle the differences between you and Terry, but it would also be great for the TPW, PWA, Outsiders working relationship. Plus, if you win, you could just lay down to keep the belt on Petey.
Marshall: ….. I'm busy, Mike. Please see your way out.
* Zybala is about to argue but Marshall starts to count again, ignoring Zybala. Zybala walks towards the door, and before he leaves, he mutters… *
Zybala: That wasn't a no…
* Marshall looks up and before he can respond, Zybala leaves, shutting the door behind him. Marshall shakes his head while goes back to counting. as the shot returns from commercial break to the ring where Steve Cotton is ready to introduce the next match. *
Marshall: If it isn't my favorite table flipper. What do you want, Mike
Zybala: How would you like to face your brother at Technical Difficulties in a number one contenders match for the Outsiders World title??
* Marshall stops counting the money, as he is genuinely stunned. *
Marshall: Could you repeat that? I have something stupid stuck in my ear.
Zybala: Oh, come on! It would be a great way to not only settle the differences between you and Terry, but it would also be great for the TPW, PWA, Outsiders working relationship. Plus, if you win, you could just lay down to keep the belt on Petey.
Marshall: ….. I'm busy, Mike. Please see your way out.
* Zybala is about to argue but Marshall starts to count again, ignoring Zybala. Zybala walks towards the door, and before he leaves, he mutters… *
Zybala: That wasn't a no…
* Marshall looks up and before he can respond, Zybala leaves, shutting the door behind him. Marshall shakes his head while goes back to counting. as the shot returns from commercial break to the ring where Steve Cotton is ready to introduce the next match. *
*“Bullet With Butterfly Wings” by Smashing Pumpkins starts to play, but as Team Blood Oat starts walking down the ramp, a figure starts dancing behind them. The team turns around… *
Markson: Why is Toro, the mascot for the Houston Texans, in Little Rock?
Napier: Judging by the boo’s from these Dallas Cowpoke lovers, sucking up some playoff loss bitterness! HOW ‘BOUT DEM CHOKEBOYS?! Seriously,they could have a bye in the first round and still lose in the first round!
*Adam and Black Panda looked confused as Toro’s dancing around like a fool, doing jumping jacks with a cigar with the Cowboys logo attached to the mouth. But while they’re distracted…Shawn Warstein comes roaring out of the back and gets right to work, pounding on Adam Monday. Black Panda tries to jump in to save his partner, but Toro takes off his head…
It’s Jason Cashe under the costume! Jason puts the Toro costume head on Panda backwards so he can’t see and begins to pummel him. *
Napier: Ah, the old Trojan Bull! Very sneaky and very effective in getting these boiled peanut eating nimrods riled up.
Markson: I dunno if the NFL signed off on this; last thing TPW needs is the League sending nasty-grams and cease and desist notices.
*Warstein and Cashe drag their opponents to the ring, and Warstein tosses Monday inside. Cashe takes off the Toro helmet and Warstein looks at him like he’ an idiot. Cashe just sneers at him, going to the corner cuddling Toro’s head like a teddy bear.
The bell finally rings to start the match, and Shawn Warstein is wasting no time putting the boots to Adam Monday. Warstein’s in MMA mode, on top of Monday with the ground and pound action. He tries for a quick submission with the armbar, but Adam grabs the rope and the ref breaks them up. *
Markson: Quick save by Adam Monday, but Warstein is still on the warpath.
*Warstein has Adam by the hair, but Monday eye rakes him, followed up by a knife edge chop. Warstein answers back with one that sounds like bubble wrap getting popped, and Adam is grabbing his chest, wincing. Warstein with a boot to the midsection, followed by an Impact DDT. He looks to end it quick.
One…Two…NO! Panda with the save! He boots Warstein in the ribs before the ref makes him go back to the corner. Both Adam and Warstein are on their feet. Monday whips Warstein into his own corner, but Warstein makes a blind tag to Cashe, who’s texting his wife in the corner right now. Warstein ducks out of the way, Adam slams into the corner and knocks Cashe’s smart phone out of his hand. *
Markson: Is this really the time for Cashe to be on his phone?
Napier: Knowing Cashe, he’s reposting videos of dirty feet or somebody getting mauled by a wild animal. The dude’s a menace on social media.
*Cashe is yelling at Warstein for not warning him, but Warstein, the typical fountain of emotions he is, just shrugs and meh’s his way to behind the post. Adam takes the opportunity to whip Jason into his corner, where black Panda has his boot on the rope. Jason eats the boot, and Adam tags in Panda. Both men Irish whip Jason into the ropes and try to double clothesline him, but Jason ducks it. Back off the ropes…it’s Jason who connects with a clothesline to both men. Jason headbutts Adam, then Panda. Adam comes at Cashe, but the veteran catches him…great t-bone suplex on Adam. *
Markson: Blood Oath looks incredibly awkward in the ring tonight.
Napier; Whatever that oath was, they don’t seem to be able to fulfill it.
*Jason throws Panda into the corner and tags Warstein. But when Jason has his back turned, Warstein blind tags him again. Shawn turns his back, this time Jason blind tags him, and both of them are looking at each other like they want to throw down with each other. *
Markson: C’mon guys; you’ve got control of this match. Don’t blow it because neither one of you particularly like each other.
Napier: Cashe and Warstein go together like peanut butter and a kid with nut allergies. They simply don’t have the chemistry to work together that well.
*Cashe and Warstein start bickering with each other, which gives Panda time to recover. He starts to beat on Cashe, who isn’t the legal man. Panda with a nasty running powerslam, but when he makes the pin attempt, the ref won’t count it. He tells Panda Jason isn’t the legal man. Panda’s distracted bickering with the official…Warstein slips behind him and locks in the DREAM WEAVER! That guillotine sleeper is locked in tight.
Adam with the save, but Cashe makes him pay for it. Cashe smashes him with that elbow strike of his, Mark of Jason, and Adam is knocked over the ropes and out of the ring. Panda grabs Cashe, but Warstein slips behind him, and drops him with a reverse DDT! The ref forces Warstein back to his corner, and Cashe tag him, this time with consent. *
Markson: Unless Monday can get his bearings back, Panda is about to become an endangered species.
Napier; Grumpy Gus and Nasty Tweets are running away with the this match. C’mon, Blood Oath, you’re looking like Meat Loaf out there!
*Panda tries desperately to fight back, landing some strikes on Cashe and Shawn, but they’re just just too much for him to handle. Cashe with another Mark of Jason on BlackPanda…Warstein finishes the assault with King’s Crown.
PATH TO THE CROWN! Warstein wastes no time to make the pin, as Jason roadblocks Monday from breaking up the pin. *
ONE…
Markson: Why is Toro, the mascot for the Houston Texans, in Little Rock?
Napier: Judging by the boo’s from these Dallas Cowpoke lovers, sucking up some playoff loss bitterness! HOW ‘BOUT DEM CHOKEBOYS?! Seriously,they could have a bye in the first round and still lose in the first round!
*Adam and Black Panda looked confused as Toro’s dancing around like a fool, doing jumping jacks with a cigar with the Cowboys logo attached to the mouth. But while they’re distracted…Shawn Warstein comes roaring out of the back and gets right to work, pounding on Adam Monday. Black Panda tries to jump in to save his partner, but Toro takes off his head…
It’s Jason Cashe under the costume! Jason puts the Toro costume head on Panda backwards so he can’t see and begins to pummel him. *
Napier: Ah, the old Trojan Bull! Very sneaky and very effective in getting these boiled peanut eating nimrods riled up.
Markson: I dunno if the NFL signed off on this; last thing TPW needs is the League sending nasty-grams and cease and desist notices.
*Warstein and Cashe drag their opponents to the ring, and Warstein tosses Monday inside. Cashe takes off the Toro helmet and Warstein looks at him like he’ an idiot. Cashe just sneers at him, going to the corner cuddling Toro’s head like a teddy bear.
The bell finally rings to start the match, and Shawn Warstein is wasting no time putting the boots to Adam Monday. Warstein’s in MMA mode, on top of Monday with the ground and pound action. He tries for a quick submission with the armbar, but Adam grabs the rope and the ref breaks them up. *
Markson: Quick save by Adam Monday, but Warstein is still on the warpath.
*Warstein has Adam by the hair, but Monday eye rakes him, followed up by a knife edge chop. Warstein answers back with one that sounds like bubble wrap getting popped, and Adam is grabbing his chest, wincing. Warstein with a boot to the midsection, followed by an Impact DDT. He looks to end it quick.
One…Two…NO! Panda with the save! He boots Warstein in the ribs before the ref makes him go back to the corner. Both Adam and Warstein are on their feet. Monday whips Warstein into his own corner, but Warstein makes a blind tag to Cashe, who’s texting his wife in the corner right now. Warstein ducks out of the way, Adam slams into the corner and knocks Cashe’s smart phone out of his hand. *
Markson: Is this really the time for Cashe to be on his phone?
Napier: Knowing Cashe, he’s reposting videos of dirty feet or somebody getting mauled by a wild animal. The dude’s a menace on social media.
*Cashe is yelling at Warstein for not warning him, but Warstein, the typical fountain of emotions he is, just shrugs and meh’s his way to behind the post. Adam takes the opportunity to whip Jason into his corner, where black Panda has his boot on the rope. Jason eats the boot, and Adam tags in Panda. Both men Irish whip Jason into the ropes and try to double clothesline him, but Jason ducks it. Back off the ropes…it’s Jason who connects with a clothesline to both men. Jason headbutts Adam, then Panda. Adam comes at Cashe, but the veteran catches him…great t-bone suplex on Adam. *
Markson: Blood Oath looks incredibly awkward in the ring tonight.
Napier; Whatever that oath was, they don’t seem to be able to fulfill it.
*Jason throws Panda into the corner and tags Warstein. But when Jason has his back turned, Warstein blind tags him again. Shawn turns his back, this time Jason blind tags him, and both of them are looking at each other like they want to throw down with each other. *
Markson: C’mon guys; you’ve got control of this match. Don’t blow it because neither one of you particularly like each other.
Napier: Cashe and Warstein go together like peanut butter and a kid with nut allergies. They simply don’t have the chemistry to work together that well.
*Cashe and Warstein start bickering with each other, which gives Panda time to recover. He starts to beat on Cashe, who isn’t the legal man. Panda with a nasty running powerslam, but when he makes the pin attempt, the ref won’t count it. He tells Panda Jason isn’t the legal man. Panda’s distracted bickering with the official…Warstein slips behind him and locks in the DREAM WEAVER! That guillotine sleeper is locked in tight.
Adam with the save, but Cashe makes him pay for it. Cashe smashes him with that elbow strike of his, Mark of Jason, and Adam is knocked over the ropes and out of the ring. Panda grabs Cashe, but Warstein slips behind him, and drops him with a reverse DDT! The ref forces Warstein back to his corner, and Cashe tag him, this time with consent. *
Markson: Unless Monday can get his bearings back, Panda is about to become an endangered species.
Napier; Grumpy Gus and Nasty Tweets are running away with the this match. C’mon, Blood Oath, you’re looking like Meat Loaf out there!
*Panda tries desperately to fight back, landing some strikes on Cashe and Shawn, but they’re just just too much for him to handle. Cashe with another Mark of Jason on BlackPanda…Warstein finishes the assault with King’s Crown.
PATH TO THE CROWN! Warstein wastes no time to make the pin, as Jason roadblocks Monday from breaking up the pin. *
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!
Steve Cotton: Here are your winners, SHAWN WARSTEIN AND JASON CASHEEEE!!!
Markson: It’s over! Not the most competitive match we’ve seen on Thunder Pro, but sometimes it is what it is! Despite some obvious miscues and trust issues that need to be worked out, Jason Cashe and Shawn Warstein proved to be way too much for this young tag team to handle tonight.
Napier: They definitely need to work on getting in rhythm with each other; they got by on individual talent for this contest. It worked tonight, but with far more cohesive teams waiting in the wings, they need to tighten up as a team.
*After the ref raises their hands in victory, Shawn and Jason starts bickering with each other again. Jason blows him off to get his Toro head, Shawn blasts him for how ridiculous he looks in it. Jason acts like a kid who’s parents are trying to take his toy away, calling him a meanie and sticking his tongue out at him. *
Markson: Definitely an odd couple, but sometimes those combos turn out to be the best tag teams. Hopefully, they can gel together, as the S.E.X. Cup will only get harder from this point.
Markson: It’s over! Not the most competitive match we’ve seen on Thunder Pro, but sometimes it is what it is! Despite some obvious miscues and trust issues that need to be worked out, Jason Cashe and Shawn Warstein proved to be way too much for this young tag team to handle tonight.
Napier: They definitely need to work on getting in rhythm with each other; they got by on individual talent for this contest. It worked tonight, but with far more cohesive teams waiting in the wings, they need to tighten up as a team.
*After the ref raises their hands in victory, Shawn and Jason starts bickering with each other again. Jason blows him off to get his Toro head, Shawn blasts him for how ridiculous he looks in it. Jason acts like a kid who’s parents are trying to take his toy away, calling him a meanie and sticking his tongue out at him. *
Markson: Definitely an odd couple, but sometimes those combos turn out to be the best tag teams. Hopefully, they can gel together, as the S.E.X. Cup will only get harder from this point.
*The shot fades to a commercial break. *
*The camera to a shot of Alexander Marshall walking into the restroom. He goes into a stall and closes. The camera doesn't follow him, you perverts. We do see his feet under the door. They shuffle around a bit before a voice speaks up. *
Zybala: That you, Alex?
Marshall: What the?!?! Zybala?!?! Are you stalking me?!?! And how did you know it was me?!
Zybala: Your shoes. You have an awfully wide stance for taking a leak. And I'm here because I trusted the egg salad sandwiches in catering. I do not recommend, bee tee dubs. Zero out of Five stars.
Marshall: Those were for lunch , Mike. They've been out all day.
Zybala: No wonder my stomach feels like Anakin Skywalker taking a lava bath of Mustafar.
* To emphasize the point, Zybala groans and something sounding like a faucet can be heard. *
Marshall: Geez! Are you OK?
Zybala: I'll live. Hey, since I got you, have you thought more about my Outsiders idea.
Marshall: Look, Mike. I don't think…. Ooh… oh no…. Sweet baby Jesus! Ugh!!
* The stall door flies open and a disgusted looking Marshall is trying to run out while pulling up his pants. Zybala sounds offended from his stall. *
Zybala: Oh come on! It's not that bad!
Marshall: See a damn doctor! That smell isn't natural!
* Marshall runs out of the bathroom, followed by the cameraman, while Zybala groans from the stall. Zybala heads for the sink to wash his hands as the scene fades to Steve Cotton in the ring to introduce the next match. *
Zybala: That you, Alex?
Marshall: What the?!?! Zybala?!?! Are you stalking me?!?! And how did you know it was me?!
Zybala: Your shoes. You have an awfully wide stance for taking a leak. And I'm here because I trusted the egg salad sandwiches in catering. I do not recommend, bee tee dubs. Zero out of Five stars.
Marshall: Those were for lunch , Mike. They've been out all day.
Zybala: No wonder my stomach feels like Anakin Skywalker taking a lava bath of Mustafar.
* To emphasize the point, Zybala groans and something sounding like a faucet can be heard. *
Marshall: Geez! Are you OK?
Zybala: I'll live. Hey, since I got you, have you thought more about my Outsiders idea.
Marshall: Look, Mike. I don't think…. Ooh… oh no…. Sweet baby Jesus! Ugh!!
* The stall door flies open and a disgusted looking Marshall is trying to run out while pulling up his pants. Zybala sounds offended from his stall. *
Zybala: Oh come on! It's not that bad!
Marshall: See a damn doctor! That smell isn't natural!
* Marshall runs out of the bathroom, followed by the cameraman, while Zybala groans from the stall. Zybala heads for the sink to wash his hands as the scene fades to Steve Cotton in the ring to introduce the next match. *
Steve Cotton: The following contest is a first-round S.E.X CUP MATCH!!! Introducing first, at a total combined weight of 492lbs, the team of Sebastian St. Paul, and John Cable, this is… NEEEWWW BREEEEEEDDDDD!!!
*Blue spotlight flash to life on either side of the stage and twirls away into the crowd timed to the beat as the guitars come to life and the beginning of Two Steps From Hell 'Jump' begins to play. As the horns build to a crescendo, and the guitars really begin to jam, two figures are lit from under the stage in bright white spotlights as a cascade of red sparks falls behind them. They raise their arms over their heads holding up the PCW Tag Team Title Belts high.
Red, white, and blue fireworks shoot off down the ramp as the two men emerge onto the stage and the crowd can see for the first time that they are John Cable and Sebastian St. Paul. John and SSP rush the ring slapping hands with fans on both side of the aisle cheering wildly. They slide in under the bottom ropes as the stirring melody of the horns picks up and the crowd goes wild with cheers for the New Breed as they put up their fists like they are ready for a fight, then climb opposite turnbuckles showing off their Titles to the fans before they hop down into the ring again as the music dies out and the lights come back on.*
Steve Cotton: And their opponents, weighing in at a total combined weight of 225lbs, the team of Junko Souma and Hanako Tohei, they are the FLOWERS OOOFFF CAAAAAARRNNNNAAAGGEEEE!!!
*“Battle Royale (Instrumental)” by Apashe plays over the PA as Junko and Tohei storm to the ring ready for a fight. *
Markson: Talk about a David versus Goliath match-up.
Napier: No kidding, just one member of New Breed weighs more than Junko and Orange Junko combined.
Markson: And it looks like the large John Cable is going to start against newcomer Hanako Tohei.
*As the bell sounds Cable and Tohei move to the middle of the ring, with Tohei showing no fear of the man who is more than twice her size. Cable looks down at her, turning his head to the side in confusion, seemingly laughing under his mask when suddenly Tohei begins unloading on Cable. Tohei unleashes with rapid-fire lefts and rights to the body of Cable.
Cable is doubled over by these shots, allowing Tohei to grab him by the head. While clinching Cable’s head with one arm, Tohei uses her other to fire off quick forearm strikes to the side of Cable’s head. Cable puts his hands up to Tohei’s stomach dn shoves her off of him, sending her rolling backward.
Tohei rolls over her head and right back to her feet. She charges at Cable, and Cable goes for a clothesline, but Tohei ducks and keeps running, picking up speed as she bounces off the ropes again. Cable spins around and is met with a dropkick from Tohei. Cable is staggered but doesn’t go down.
Tohei is quick to her feet and charges at the ropes again, This time Tohei comes off the ropes looking for Idol Hands (Discus Polish Hammer), but Cable ducks and catches Tohei in a belly-to-back suplex. Tohei backflips out of the suplex, and backpedals into her corner as Cable turns around facing off with her to a big pop from the crowd. *
Markson: Hanako Tohei is using her blazing speed, sticking and moving, but she can’t take the big beast John Cable down.
Napier: I thought Chevi made Tahoe?
Markson: What are you talking about?
Napier: Her name is Honda Tahoe.
Markson: Oh come on.
*Tohei tags in Junko, who Cable nods and tags in Sebastian St. Paul. SSP and Junkop begin to circle each other when SSP shoots a sweeping single, pulling up Junko’s leg. With SSP holding her leg, Junko rolls forward, capturing the leg of SSP and taking him down to his stomach. Junko comes right up to her feet with an ankle lock on SSP.
SSP quickly rolls to his back and uses his free leg to shove Junko back into the ropes. Junko hits the ropes and comes right back at SSP, who catches her with his boots from his back, launching her into the sky, cutting a flip, and coming down onto her back.
SSP rolls to his feet and sees Junko getting up, holding her back. SSP charges at her, but Junko sidesteps and takes SSP down with a drop-toe hold. Junko spins around and grabs SSP in a headlock, but SSP quickly comes up to his feet. SSP wraps his arms around Junko, runs her into the ropes, and shoots her off.
As Junko comes back off the ropes, SSP goes for a hip toss, but Junko flips through landing on her feet. Junko spins around right into a Japanese arm drag taking SSP over. Junko knips right up and charges at the ropes, as SSP gets up. SSP gets to his feet and as soon as he does is met with hip attack from Junko that knocks him through the ropes to the outside. *
Markson: Junko Souma sends Sebastian St. Paul tumbling to the outside.
Napier: She can do it, if she puts her back into it.
*SSP hops back onto the apron and tags Cable back in. Cable steps in with Junko squaring off with him. Cable moves in looking for a lock-up, and Junko tries going low, but Cable is expecting it. As Junko tries to go low, Cable catches her around the waist easily picks her up, and drops her down with a gut wrench powerbomb, sitting out for a pin, and Ref Wallace drops for the count. *
1…
2…
KICKOUT!
Markson: Junko Souma, showing that fighting spirit that has made her so famous.
Napier: Think her fighting spirit can bring her back from the dead like it did Honda Tahoe?
*Cable rolls to his feet, pulling Junko up as she tries to rise to her feet. Cable whips Junko hard into his corner and charges in with a big clothesline into the corner. Cable tags in SSP, and then snapmares Junko out of the corner to a seated position. SSP comes into the ring, hops to the second rope, and drops a double axe handle across the head of Junko.
SSP stands to his feet and grabs Junko by the head. SSP pulls Junko up, and grabs her around the waist, lifting her for a bear hug. Junko arches in pain as her back is already hurting, and now the pressure is making it worse. Junko slams a first into the head of SSP, but there isn’t enough behind it to break the hold. In desperation, Junko grabs the hair of SSP, but Ref Wallace immediately starts her count, causing Junko to release.
SSP begins shaking Junko like a ragdoll to add more punishment and weaken her further. Finally, out of desperation, Junko boxes the ears of SSP, breaking his grip. SSP staggers back holding his ears as Junko takes a moment to catch her breath and then charges at SSP. SSP sees her coming and catches Junko with a release overhead belly-to-belly suplex, sending Junko flying across the ring. *
Markson: Huge suplex from Sébastien St. Paul, almost throwing Junko out of the ring.
Napier: BEAT HER UP! Hurt her so she can't referee the main event.
*SSP rolls on top of Junko for the pin, but as Ref Wallace drops for the count she stops before 1 and points at Junko’s leg in the ropes. SSP shakes his head as he gets up and grabs Junko by the arm. SSP drags Junko to the middle of the ring and pulls her up. SSP lifts Junko for a vertical suplex, but Junko spins out, sliding down SSP's back.
Junko jumps into SSP's back for a lung blower, but SSP acts quickly. SSP grand the wrists of Junko, and snaps his body forward flipping Junko over his head with her landing on her back. SSP keeps hold of Junko's wrist, puts his boot in her chest, lifts her up, and stomps her back down into the mat.
SSP drops on top for a pin.*
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KICKOUT!
Napier: That stupid idiot didn't hook the leg. New Breed could have sent these Foreigners of Chaos out of the cup.
Markson: Flowers Of Carnage.
Napier: I literally don't even care.
*SSP pulls Junko closer to his corner and tags in Cable. Both members of New Breed double-whip Junko off. SSP goes to catch Junko with a back drop, but Junko sidesteps and catches SSP in a front facelock. Junko keeps moving, running up the chest of Cable, and kicking off of it, spinning around into a tornado DDT on SSP.
As Cable falls back, he hits the ropes hard and his arms get tied up in the ropes. Cable tries to free himself, and Ref Wallace begins assisting but this gives Junko time to start crawling toward her corner. *
Markson: John Cable is tied in the ropes, St. Paul is knocked silly, and Junko is about to make a tag.
Napier: GET YOUR ARMS OUT, YOU BIG IDIOT!!!
*Cable gets his arms free and begins heading for Junko, but Junko dives forward and tags in Tohei. Tohei leaps straight to the top rope with a flying leg lariat. Tohei lands on Cable, but Cable uses his size and strength and catches Tohei. Cable lifts and spines Tohei into position for a powerbomb, but Tohei counters into a hurriconrana, taking Cable down.
Tohei rolls right up to her feet and sees Cable powering to his. Tohei charges toward the ropes, jumps to the top, and springs off catching Hey! Say! JUMP! (Springboard Bulldog), driving Cable down into the mat. Tohei keeps moving, rolling right up and moving to the corner. Tohei quickly climbs to the top rope and comes off with Falling Idol (Coffin Drop) right onto Cable. Tohei rolls over and makes the pin. *
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SSP BREAKS IT UP!!
Markson: St. Paul diving in to break the pin up.
Napier: I’m sure Cable would have kicked out, he could bench press Honda Tahoe with one hand.
*St. Paul moves back to his corner, as Tohei gets up rubbing the back of her head. Tohei shouts at SSP in Japanese, and when she turns back around Cable grabs her by the throat from his knees. Cable comes up to his feet, and lifts Tohei for a chokeslam. As he lifts Tohei up, she pulls Cable’s fingers apart and spins out of his grasp going behind Cable. Tohei delivers a drop kick to the back of Cable sending him falling into his corner where he knocks heads with SSP, and Ref Wallace declares it was not a tag.
Cable staggers backward holding his head, and staggers right into the Graveyard Smash (Codebreaker) from Tohei. Instead of going for the pin Tohei rolls right to her corner and tags in Junko. Junko wastes no time climbing to the top rope with the Chocobo Sunrise (Sloppy Moonsault), landing ontop of Cable for the pin. *
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*Blue spotlight flash to life on either side of the stage and twirls away into the crowd timed to the beat as the guitars come to life and the beginning of Two Steps From Hell 'Jump' begins to play. As the horns build to a crescendo, and the guitars really begin to jam, two figures are lit from under the stage in bright white spotlights as a cascade of red sparks falls behind them. They raise their arms over their heads holding up the PCW Tag Team Title Belts high.
Red, white, and blue fireworks shoot off down the ramp as the two men emerge onto the stage and the crowd can see for the first time that they are John Cable and Sebastian St. Paul. John and SSP rush the ring slapping hands with fans on both side of the aisle cheering wildly. They slide in under the bottom ropes as the stirring melody of the horns picks up and the crowd goes wild with cheers for the New Breed as they put up their fists like they are ready for a fight, then climb opposite turnbuckles showing off their Titles to the fans before they hop down into the ring again as the music dies out and the lights come back on.*
Steve Cotton: And their opponents, weighing in at a total combined weight of 225lbs, the team of Junko Souma and Hanako Tohei, they are the FLOWERS OOOFFF CAAAAAARRNNNNAAAGGEEEE!!!
*“Battle Royale (Instrumental)” by Apashe plays over the PA as Junko and Tohei storm to the ring ready for a fight. *
Markson: Talk about a David versus Goliath match-up.
Napier: No kidding, just one member of New Breed weighs more than Junko and Orange Junko combined.
Markson: And it looks like the large John Cable is going to start against newcomer Hanako Tohei.
*As the bell sounds Cable and Tohei move to the middle of the ring, with Tohei showing no fear of the man who is more than twice her size. Cable looks down at her, turning his head to the side in confusion, seemingly laughing under his mask when suddenly Tohei begins unloading on Cable. Tohei unleashes with rapid-fire lefts and rights to the body of Cable.
Cable is doubled over by these shots, allowing Tohei to grab him by the head. While clinching Cable’s head with one arm, Tohei uses her other to fire off quick forearm strikes to the side of Cable’s head. Cable puts his hands up to Tohei’s stomach dn shoves her off of him, sending her rolling backward.
Tohei rolls over her head and right back to her feet. She charges at Cable, and Cable goes for a clothesline, but Tohei ducks and keeps running, picking up speed as she bounces off the ropes again. Cable spins around and is met with a dropkick from Tohei. Cable is staggered but doesn’t go down.
Tohei is quick to her feet and charges at the ropes again, This time Tohei comes off the ropes looking for Idol Hands (Discus Polish Hammer), but Cable ducks and catches Tohei in a belly-to-back suplex. Tohei backflips out of the suplex, and backpedals into her corner as Cable turns around facing off with her to a big pop from the crowd. *
Markson: Hanako Tohei is using her blazing speed, sticking and moving, but she can’t take the big beast John Cable down.
Napier: I thought Chevi made Tahoe?
Markson: What are you talking about?
Napier: Her name is Honda Tahoe.
Markson: Oh come on.
*Tohei tags in Junko, who Cable nods and tags in Sebastian St. Paul. SSP and Junkop begin to circle each other when SSP shoots a sweeping single, pulling up Junko’s leg. With SSP holding her leg, Junko rolls forward, capturing the leg of SSP and taking him down to his stomach. Junko comes right up to her feet with an ankle lock on SSP.
SSP quickly rolls to his back and uses his free leg to shove Junko back into the ropes. Junko hits the ropes and comes right back at SSP, who catches her with his boots from his back, launching her into the sky, cutting a flip, and coming down onto her back.
SSP rolls to his feet and sees Junko getting up, holding her back. SSP charges at her, but Junko sidesteps and takes SSP down with a drop-toe hold. Junko spins around and grabs SSP in a headlock, but SSP quickly comes up to his feet. SSP wraps his arms around Junko, runs her into the ropes, and shoots her off.
As Junko comes back off the ropes, SSP goes for a hip toss, but Junko flips through landing on her feet. Junko spins around right into a Japanese arm drag taking SSP over. Junko knips right up and charges at the ropes, as SSP gets up. SSP gets to his feet and as soon as he does is met with hip attack from Junko that knocks him through the ropes to the outside. *
Markson: Junko Souma sends Sebastian St. Paul tumbling to the outside.
Napier: She can do it, if she puts her back into it.
*SSP hops back onto the apron and tags Cable back in. Cable steps in with Junko squaring off with him. Cable moves in looking for a lock-up, and Junko tries going low, but Cable is expecting it. As Junko tries to go low, Cable catches her around the waist easily picks her up, and drops her down with a gut wrench powerbomb, sitting out for a pin, and Ref Wallace drops for the count. *
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Markson: Junko Souma, showing that fighting spirit that has made her so famous.
Napier: Think her fighting spirit can bring her back from the dead like it did Honda Tahoe?
*Cable rolls to his feet, pulling Junko up as she tries to rise to her feet. Cable whips Junko hard into his corner and charges in with a big clothesline into the corner. Cable tags in SSP, and then snapmares Junko out of the corner to a seated position. SSP comes into the ring, hops to the second rope, and drops a double axe handle across the head of Junko.
SSP stands to his feet and grabs Junko by the head. SSP pulls Junko up, and grabs her around the waist, lifting her for a bear hug. Junko arches in pain as her back is already hurting, and now the pressure is making it worse. Junko slams a first into the head of SSP, but there isn’t enough behind it to break the hold. In desperation, Junko grabs the hair of SSP, but Ref Wallace immediately starts her count, causing Junko to release.
SSP begins shaking Junko like a ragdoll to add more punishment and weaken her further. Finally, out of desperation, Junko boxes the ears of SSP, breaking his grip. SSP staggers back holding his ears as Junko takes a moment to catch her breath and then charges at SSP. SSP sees her coming and catches Junko with a release overhead belly-to-belly suplex, sending Junko flying across the ring. *
Markson: Huge suplex from Sébastien St. Paul, almost throwing Junko out of the ring.
Napier: BEAT HER UP! Hurt her so she can't referee the main event.
*SSP rolls on top of Junko for the pin, but as Ref Wallace drops for the count she stops before 1 and points at Junko’s leg in the ropes. SSP shakes his head as he gets up and grabs Junko by the arm. SSP drags Junko to the middle of the ring and pulls her up. SSP lifts Junko for a vertical suplex, but Junko spins out, sliding down SSP's back.
Junko jumps into SSP's back for a lung blower, but SSP acts quickly. SSP grand the wrists of Junko, and snaps his body forward flipping Junko over his head with her landing on her back. SSP keeps hold of Junko's wrist, puts his boot in her chest, lifts her up, and stomps her back down into the mat.
SSP drops on top for a pin.*
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KICKOUT!
Napier: That stupid idiot didn't hook the leg. New Breed could have sent these Foreigners of Chaos out of the cup.
Markson: Flowers Of Carnage.
Napier: I literally don't even care.
*SSP pulls Junko closer to his corner and tags in Cable. Both members of New Breed double-whip Junko off. SSP goes to catch Junko with a back drop, but Junko sidesteps and catches SSP in a front facelock. Junko keeps moving, running up the chest of Cable, and kicking off of it, spinning around into a tornado DDT on SSP.
As Cable falls back, he hits the ropes hard and his arms get tied up in the ropes. Cable tries to free himself, and Ref Wallace begins assisting but this gives Junko time to start crawling toward her corner. *
Markson: John Cable is tied in the ropes, St. Paul is knocked silly, and Junko is about to make a tag.
Napier: GET YOUR ARMS OUT, YOU BIG IDIOT!!!
*Cable gets his arms free and begins heading for Junko, but Junko dives forward and tags in Tohei. Tohei leaps straight to the top rope with a flying leg lariat. Tohei lands on Cable, but Cable uses his size and strength and catches Tohei. Cable lifts and spines Tohei into position for a powerbomb, but Tohei counters into a hurriconrana, taking Cable down.
Tohei rolls right up to her feet and sees Cable powering to his. Tohei charges toward the ropes, jumps to the top, and springs off catching Hey! Say! JUMP! (Springboard Bulldog), driving Cable down into the mat. Tohei keeps moving, rolling right up and moving to the corner. Tohei quickly climbs to the top rope and comes off with Falling Idol (Coffin Drop) right onto Cable. Tohei rolls over and makes the pin. *
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SSP BREAKS IT UP!!
Markson: St. Paul diving in to break the pin up.
Napier: I’m sure Cable would have kicked out, he could bench press Honda Tahoe with one hand.
*St. Paul moves back to his corner, as Tohei gets up rubbing the back of her head. Tohei shouts at SSP in Japanese, and when she turns back around Cable grabs her by the throat from his knees. Cable comes up to his feet, and lifts Tohei for a chokeslam. As he lifts Tohei up, she pulls Cable’s fingers apart and spins out of his grasp going behind Cable. Tohei delivers a drop kick to the back of Cable sending him falling into his corner where he knocks heads with SSP, and Ref Wallace declares it was not a tag.
Cable staggers backward holding his head, and staggers right into the Graveyard Smash (Codebreaker) from Tohei. Instead of going for the pin Tohei rolls right to her corner and tags in Junko. Junko wastes no time climbing to the top rope with the Chocobo Sunrise (Sloppy Moonsault), landing ontop of Cable for the pin. *
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Steve Cotton: Here are your winners, advancing in the S.E.X Cup, FLOWERS OF CAARRRAAANNNAAAAGGEEEE!!!
Markson: And Junko looks unscathed, she will be fine to referee later tonight.
Napier: This is is bull crap.
Markson: No, this is Friday Night Fury and we'll be back with more TPW action right after this commercial break.
*The shot returns from the break to Backstage, Andrea Hernandez is holding her TPW Prestige Championship and she is feeling pretty happy and confident. She’s thinking about some of the challenges ahead and she doesn’t feel like she’s intimidated by any means. After gathering her thoughts for a bit, Andrea expresses her thoughts. *
Andrea Hernandez: Two weeks ago, I was asking for a challenge to say the least and I certainly got one coming up… or I guess in this case, that’s two.
*Andrea pauses for a bit to organize her thoughts on that.*
Andrea Hernandez: This one is further down the line, but I learned earlier tonight that Khloe Cox is going to be my next challenger for this title. I’m perfectly fine with that. I’m certainly looking forward to it. Khloe is a pretty strong competitor in her own right and she appears to be making waves here for better or worse. I know how bad she wants to be a champion here. I know she hungers to make an impact and be one of the best but I know that she’s someone that I would be able to beat at the end of the day. She’s not going to like me when she hears what I just said, but this isn’t the Andrea Hernandez of 2020 where she literally gave too much of a damn about what other people think about her.
Khloe might think that the best way she can get to me is by thinking she can put me back to that mind set, but if that was possible? I would’ve lost this title to Leah Aguero. In fact, if I still had that 2020 mindset? I probably don’t even win this championship to begin with. Since I’ve come here, I’ve truly risen like the phoenix that I’ve always been. Maybe that’s something that Khloe can think about over the next few weeks, but either way, I am going to be ready for her and I hope she is prepared for this coming title defense as much as she can be.
After all, I don’t want to hear any excuses from her when this thing doesn’t go her way.
Now… as for the other match…
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*Andrea takes one more pause. She knows that the match that she’s about to refer to is something that is unique and it’s not one that she is going to take for granted.*
Andrea Hernandez: Two weeks from tonight, I’m going to be competing at a co-promoted event called Uncivil War where wrestlers from this company are going to be competing against people from WGWF. I’m going to be among them. I’ll say this about WGWF. I’ve heard about them through the grapevine. I’ve got a pretty good pulse regarding what is happening elsewhere in the business and everything. I may be facing their TV Champion two weeks from tonight, but that doesn’t mean I have to hate the company. I don’t hate them. I don’t have any bad blood with them. Jenny Myst is the TV Champion that I am going to be facing and from what I’ve seen and heard, there is every reason why she’s been the title holder since October. I’ve never faced someone like her and I’ve never been a part of one of these “interpromotional” things, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t step up and do something and that’s what I am going to do.
I’m not afraid of someone like Jenny Myst. I am not afraid of her personality. I am not afraid of what she might try to pull against me. As a champion, you can’t be afraid of much, and if you go into a match afraid of an opponent and afraid of falling short, then you might as well be setting yourself up for a self-fulfilling prophecy. This is going to be a big month for me nonetheless… and with these challenges ahead? I plan on getting a sweep, just so you know!
*Andrea maintains her confidence even though she knows she’s got some tough sledding ahead. She makes her exit and the scene fades to the ring where Steve Cotton stands ready to introduce the next match. *
Andrea Hernandez: Two weeks ago, I was asking for a challenge to say the least and I certainly got one coming up… or I guess in this case, that’s two.
*Andrea pauses for a bit to organize her thoughts on that.*
Andrea Hernandez: This one is further down the line, but I learned earlier tonight that Khloe Cox is going to be my next challenger for this title. I’m perfectly fine with that. I’m certainly looking forward to it. Khloe is a pretty strong competitor in her own right and she appears to be making waves here for better or worse. I know how bad she wants to be a champion here. I know she hungers to make an impact and be one of the best but I know that she’s someone that I would be able to beat at the end of the day. She’s not going to like me when she hears what I just said, but this isn’t the Andrea Hernandez of 2020 where she literally gave too much of a damn about what other people think about her.
Khloe might think that the best way she can get to me is by thinking she can put me back to that mind set, but if that was possible? I would’ve lost this title to Leah Aguero. In fact, if I still had that 2020 mindset? I probably don’t even win this championship to begin with. Since I’ve come here, I’ve truly risen like the phoenix that I’ve always been. Maybe that’s something that Khloe can think about over the next few weeks, but either way, I am going to be ready for her and I hope she is prepared for this coming title defense as much as she can be.
After all, I don’t want to hear any excuses from her when this thing doesn’t go her way.
Now… as for the other match…
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*Andrea takes one more pause. She knows that the match that she’s about to refer to is something that is unique and it’s not one that she is going to take for granted.*
Andrea Hernandez: Two weeks from tonight, I’m going to be competing at a co-promoted event called Uncivil War where wrestlers from this company are going to be competing against people from WGWF. I’m going to be among them. I’ll say this about WGWF. I’ve heard about them through the grapevine. I’ve got a pretty good pulse regarding what is happening elsewhere in the business and everything. I may be facing their TV Champion two weeks from tonight, but that doesn’t mean I have to hate the company. I don’t hate them. I don’t have any bad blood with them. Jenny Myst is the TV Champion that I am going to be facing and from what I’ve seen and heard, there is every reason why she’s been the title holder since October. I’ve never faced someone like her and I’ve never been a part of one of these “interpromotional” things, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t step up and do something and that’s what I am going to do.
I’m not afraid of someone like Jenny Myst. I am not afraid of her personality. I am not afraid of what she might try to pull against me. As a champion, you can’t be afraid of much, and if you go into a match afraid of an opponent and afraid of falling short, then you might as well be setting yourself up for a self-fulfilling prophecy. This is going to be a big month for me nonetheless… and with these challenges ahead? I plan on getting a sweep, just so you know!
*Andrea maintains her confidence even though she knows she’s got some tough sledding ahead. She makes her exit and the scene fades to the ring where Steve Cotton stands ready to introduce the next match. *
Steve Cotton: The next match is scheduled for one fall, and is a first round match for the SEX Cup! Introducing first…
*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.*
Steve Cotton: Standing 6’0” and weighing 240 lbs, from Sedona, Arizona, here is Devlin Knight!!
*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.*
Napier: I tell you, Knight hasn’t been the same since he changed names.
Markson: You just don’t like the fact that he’s not near as devious as he used to be.
Napier: Exactly! He was great as a villain, one of the best! What a loss for the community…
Markson: The… villain community?
Napier: It exists, alright?
Steve Cotton: And his tag-team partner…
*The arena lights dim and the siren sounds of the quiet part of Change (In the House of Flies) (Instrumental) by Deftones plays. Black and white footage of Maxwell Mason Stone sitting on a train appears on the TerryTron.*
Steve Cotton: Standing 6’4” and weighing 255 lbs, from Los Angeles, California… he is the TPW American Champion… here is Maxwell Mason Stone!!
*The heavy guitars kick in on the song and out walks Maxwell Mason Stone. He stops to take in the crowd as he's done every time he's ever walked out from the back and then puts his focus on the ring and purposefully makes his way there.*
*Stone enters the ring and slowly raises his arms into the air as if he's motioning for the crowd's energy to raise. He turns and gives Knight a glance, with the two staring each other down before doing a fist bump to show some solidarity.*
Markson: You have to wonder how well these two are going to work as tag-team partners, given their history together.
Napier: You mean the fact that Knight once framed Stone for arson?
Markson: That’d be one major issue, yes.
Napier: Well, if MMS wants to make some noise in this tournament, he’ll need to put all that behind him.
.Steve Cotton: And their opponents…
*Attention draws to the top of the ramp as “A Country Boy Can Survive” by the great Hank Williams Jr. starts to pick up over the sound system as the lights dim out with a spotlight hits the top of the ramp to find Michael Dawson taking the lead out through the curtain dressed in his Sunday’s best, bible in hand clutched at his chest.*
Steve Cotton: Weighing a combined 445 lbs… from Lizard Lick, North Carolina… here are Gabe & Jethro Dawson… The Gangsters of Christ!!
*The crowd's reaction is neutral as Gabe and Jethro Dawson emerge behind their father.*
*Micheal leads Lizard Licks best down toward the TPW ring. Once ringside Michael spins around drawing a crucifix in the air across the face of Jethro and then followed by Gabe before the Gangsters of Chris slide into the ring and get to their feet waiting for the match to start.*
Markson: The Gangsters of Christ have come very close to winning the TPW Duos Titles in the past, coming up short only due to the dastardly actions of the Malvados.
Napier: Well, this is their chance to tear through the tournament and demand those championships, but it’s a long road ahead of them, considering some of the teams involved.
*The bell sounds, as Jethro steps forward to start out for his team. Maxwell wants to take it, and even though Devlin seems anxious to get going, he nods and goes back to the apron. The American Champion moves forward, circling around with Jethro. They lock up, with Maxwell quickly shifting into a headlock. Jethro manages to shove Maxwell towards the ropes, pushing him off in the other direction to free himself. Maxwell runs across, hitting the ropes, and runs back with a shoulder block, knocking the smaller Jethro down. He then goes to the ropes again, as Jethro pops up, only to flatten out once more, having Maxwell leap across him. Maxwell then returns to Jethro jumping into the air, dropkicking him to take him down!*
Markson: Jethro Dawson starting out fast, wanting to match move-for-move with our current American Champion!
Napier: Hey, if the Gangsters win here today, you think one of them will get a title shot?
Markson: I’d say if they pin Stone, they’ve likely earned it… depending on how they win.
Napier: Oh, come on, a pin is a pin, whether brass knuckles were involved or not!
*Jethro has Maxwell back up now, working to lock him into a dragon sleeper. But Maxwell twists his way out of it, straightening up and taking a surprised Jethro into the air with an inverted atomic drop! Jethro staggers away, hurting, as Maxwell goes to the ropes and comes back, leaping into him with a flying crossbody block, taking Jethro down for the pin attempt!*
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*And Jethro kicks out, avoiding the pin. Maxwell brings him back up, locking onto him and showing his power by getting a belly-to-belly suplex! Jethro’s rolling in pain, as the fans are cheering for MMS. Even Devlin is clapping, looking impressed with his partner. Maxwell walks over, pulling Jethro back up, and shoots him towards the ropes, no, Jethro reverses and Maxwell heads into the ropes instead, starting to rebound… when Gabe slams a knee into his back from the outside!! Maxwell tumbles to the ground, his spine on fire, as the crowd boos Gabe’s antics.*
Markson: A dirty move from Gabe Dawson there.
Napier: Hey, it’s Maxwell’s fault, he should have run to a different side of the ring!
Markson: It’s his fault that Gabe kneed him in the back??
Napier: That apron is Gangsters of Christ property, Mark!
*Jethro doesn’t look pleased with his brother’s actions, but he still walks over and tags Gabe in, with the two men walking over to Maxwell Mason Stone and hauling him up. They work together to slam Maxwell into the turnbuckle back-first, repeatedly yanking him back out by the arms, only to throw him right back in. Maxwell slumps in the corner, hurting, as Gabe steps back, seemingly loving the negative reaction from the crowd. As Maxwell pulls himself up, staggering out of the corner, Gabe grabs him by the head, leaping up and landing Judgment Day (Standing Shiranui)!! He makes the cover, hanging on tightly to the back of Maxwell’s pants while doing so…
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TH-And Maxwell shoves him off, getting his shoulder off the mat!*
Napier: We almost had a new champion!
Markson: The belt’s not on the line, Nick…
Napier: Well, it should be! Every champion in this one should be defending their belts. If Knox gets pinned by any Montuori tonight, we should have a new International Champion!
*Devlin Knight is shown, looking concerned on the apron, as Gabe brings Maxwell back to their corner and tags Jethro back in. The two men double-team Maxwell again, this time getting a neckbreaker combo to plant the champion on the mat. Jethro then immediately applies God’s Wrath (Crippler Crossface), as Gabe goes over and taunts Devlin. He tries to come into the ring, but the referee stops him, even as Gabe walks back over and lands a few extra stomps on the back of Maxwell while Jethro keeps the hold locked in, oblivious. Maxwell is struggling mightily to get free, even as the ref finally makes Gabe go back to his corner.*
Markson: So far, we’re seeing a lot of teamwork out of the Gangsters of Christ.
Napier: Well, it’s too be expected. They’re brothers, and they’ve been a team a long time. MMS and Knight? They’ve been more like oil and water…or gasoline and fire…
*Maxwell keeps fighting, finally making it to the ropes in order to force a break. Jethro does so, not even waiting the 5 seconds. He pulls Maxwell back up, taking him back over to the corner and tagging in Gabe. Gabe yells for Jethro to hold him, as he runs to the ropes and comes back quickly with a leaping knee strike… and Maxwell moves, causing Gabe to hit Jethro instead!! Gabe looks shocked, seeing Jethro down, with their father, Michael, looking equally stunned on the outside. Gabe then turns, seeing Maxwell staggering away, and charges at him… only for Maxwell to catch him and deliver a fallaway slam!! Gabe’s down, as Maxwell pushes himself back up, crawling for the corner, where Devlin is bouncing like a madman. Jethro, recovering, tries to come over to grab him… but Maxwell dives forward, making the tag!*
Markson: The hot tag is made!!
Napier: The Knight has risen!!
*Devlin charges into the ring, blocking a strike from Jethro and taking him down with a stepup enziguiri. He then turns to a charging Gabe, catching him on the run and delivering a tilt-a-whirl slam! With Gabe down, Devlin turns back to Jethro, who’s on the ropes. He runs forward, clotheslining Jethro right out of the ring! Devlin then goes back to Gabe, hauling him up onto his shoulders and spinning him around to deliver the Knight-Knight (GTS)!!! The crowd cheers, even as Devlin falls on top of Gabe for the pin, hanging on as the referee counts…*
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*And the ref waves it off, seeing Gabe’s foot now sitting on the bottom rope, as Michael Dawson walks away from it!*
Markson: Oh, this one might have been over, but Michael interfered!
Napier: Did you SEE him interfere, Mark, because I didn’t!
Markson: I’m sure we can come up with an instant replay…
Napier: No, no, let’s just keep going with the match…
*Devlin doesn’t let the near fall frustrate him, as he’s pulled Gabe back to his feet. He lifts Gabe into the air once again, but now Jethro is back, grabbing at Gabe’s arm to pull him back down. Devlin turns, surprised, as Jethro and Gabe both kick Devlin in the gut, trying to slow him down. But now Maxwell is back, charging in and tackling Jethro, taking him out of the equation! The referee looks around, trying to restore order, as Devlin gets back up, hanging onto Gabe… who knees him low, bending Devlin over! Gabe then spikes Devlin down with a stunner, planting him on the mat! With Devlin down, Gabe heads for the corner, saying that this one is over!*
Markson: Gabe’s thinking about Last Rites!
Napier: If he hits this, then we very well might NEED Last Rites for Devlin Knight!
*Gabe sets himself, although he’s distracted for a moment, seeing his brother getting thrown down by Maxwell Mason Stone! He hesitates, but then heads for Devlin anyway, wanting to put him away first. He leaps for the curb stomp… and Devlin raises up, throwing Gabe high into the air, with Maxwell catching him… and delivering the Momenta Axis!!!!! The move shakes the ring due to its force, as the crowd roars, even as Maxwell turns and charges a recovering Jethro, taking him out of the ring. Devlin, meanwhile, gets up, grabbing a badly stunned Gabe and yanking him into the Devil’s Knight (Tiger Driver 91)!!! He makes the cover…*
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Steve Cotton: Here are your winners… Devlin Knight and Maxwell Mason Stone!!!
Markson: They did it! Stone and Knight get the victory, eliminating one of the stronger teams in the competition!
Napier: Man, first J-Mont and Vaughn take out the Malvados, and now Knight & Stone end the run of the Gangsters of Christ! This tournament is insane!
Markson: And we’re still finishing off the first round, with so much more to go!
*Maxwell Mason Stone and Devlin Knight stand in the ring, with the referee lifting both of their arms. Knight seems to be taking credit for the win, with Maxwell pointing out that it was his move that turned the tide. The two men move off, ready to continue in the tournament as the scene fades to a commercial break. *
*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.*
Steve Cotton: Standing 6’0” and weighing 240 lbs, from Sedona, Arizona, here is Devlin Knight!!
*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.*
Napier: I tell you, Knight hasn’t been the same since he changed names.
Markson: You just don’t like the fact that he’s not near as devious as he used to be.
Napier: Exactly! He was great as a villain, one of the best! What a loss for the community…
Markson: The… villain community?
Napier: It exists, alright?
Steve Cotton: And his tag-team partner…
*The arena lights dim and the siren sounds of the quiet part of Change (In the House of Flies) (Instrumental) by Deftones plays. Black and white footage of Maxwell Mason Stone sitting on a train appears on the TerryTron.*
Steve Cotton: Standing 6’4” and weighing 255 lbs, from Los Angeles, California… he is the TPW American Champion… here is Maxwell Mason Stone!!
*The heavy guitars kick in on the song and out walks Maxwell Mason Stone. He stops to take in the crowd as he's done every time he's ever walked out from the back and then puts his focus on the ring and purposefully makes his way there.*
*Stone enters the ring and slowly raises his arms into the air as if he's motioning for the crowd's energy to raise. He turns and gives Knight a glance, with the two staring each other down before doing a fist bump to show some solidarity.*
Markson: You have to wonder how well these two are going to work as tag-team partners, given their history together.
Napier: You mean the fact that Knight once framed Stone for arson?
Markson: That’d be one major issue, yes.
Napier: Well, if MMS wants to make some noise in this tournament, he’ll need to put all that behind him.
.Steve Cotton: And their opponents…
*Attention draws to the top of the ramp as “A Country Boy Can Survive” by the great Hank Williams Jr. starts to pick up over the sound system as the lights dim out with a spotlight hits the top of the ramp to find Michael Dawson taking the lead out through the curtain dressed in his Sunday’s best, bible in hand clutched at his chest.*
Steve Cotton: Weighing a combined 445 lbs… from Lizard Lick, North Carolina… here are Gabe & Jethro Dawson… The Gangsters of Christ!!
*The crowd's reaction is neutral as Gabe and Jethro Dawson emerge behind their father.*
*Micheal leads Lizard Licks best down toward the TPW ring. Once ringside Michael spins around drawing a crucifix in the air across the face of Jethro and then followed by Gabe before the Gangsters of Chris slide into the ring and get to their feet waiting for the match to start.*
Markson: The Gangsters of Christ have come very close to winning the TPW Duos Titles in the past, coming up short only due to the dastardly actions of the Malvados.
Napier: Well, this is their chance to tear through the tournament and demand those championships, but it’s a long road ahead of them, considering some of the teams involved.
*The bell sounds, as Jethro steps forward to start out for his team. Maxwell wants to take it, and even though Devlin seems anxious to get going, he nods and goes back to the apron. The American Champion moves forward, circling around with Jethro. They lock up, with Maxwell quickly shifting into a headlock. Jethro manages to shove Maxwell towards the ropes, pushing him off in the other direction to free himself. Maxwell runs across, hitting the ropes, and runs back with a shoulder block, knocking the smaller Jethro down. He then goes to the ropes again, as Jethro pops up, only to flatten out once more, having Maxwell leap across him. Maxwell then returns to Jethro jumping into the air, dropkicking him to take him down!*
Markson: Jethro Dawson starting out fast, wanting to match move-for-move with our current American Champion!
Napier: Hey, if the Gangsters win here today, you think one of them will get a title shot?
Markson: I’d say if they pin Stone, they’ve likely earned it… depending on how they win.
Napier: Oh, come on, a pin is a pin, whether brass knuckles were involved or not!
*Jethro has Maxwell back up now, working to lock him into a dragon sleeper. But Maxwell twists his way out of it, straightening up and taking a surprised Jethro into the air with an inverted atomic drop! Jethro staggers away, hurting, as Maxwell goes to the ropes and comes back, leaping into him with a flying crossbody block, taking Jethro down for the pin attempt!*
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*And Jethro kicks out, avoiding the pin. Maxwell brings him back up, locking onto him and showing his power by getting a belly-to-belly suplex! Jethro’s rolling in pain, as the fans are cheering for MMS. Even Devlin is clapping, looking impressed with his partner. Maxwell walks over, pulling Jethro back up, and shoots him towards the ropes, no, Jethro reverses and Maxwell heads into the ropes instead, starting to rebound… when Gabe slams a knee into his back from the outside!! Maxwell tumbles to the ground, his spine on fire, as the crowd boos Gabe’s antics.*
Markson: A dirty move from Gabe Dawson there.
Napier: Hey, it’s Maxwell’s fault, he should have run to a different side of the ring!
Markson: It’s his fault that Gabe kneed him in the back??
Napier: That apron is Gangsters of Christ property, Mark!
*Jethro doesn’t look pleased with his brother’s actions, but he still walks over and tags Gabe in, with the two men walking over to Maxwell Mason Stone and hauling him up. They work together to slam Maxwell into the turnbuckle back-first, repeatedly yanking him back out by the arms, only to throw him right back in. Maxwell slumps in the corner, hurting, as Gabe steps back, seemingly loving the negative reaction from the crowd. As Maxwell pulls himself up, staggering out of the corner, Gabe grabs him by the head, leaping up and landing Judgment Day (Standing Shiranui)!! He makes the cover, hanging on tightly to the back of Maxwell’s pants while doing so…
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TH-And Maxwell shoves him off, getting his shoulder off the mat!*
Napier: We almost had a new champion!
Markson: The belt’s not on the line, Nick…
Napier: Well, it should be! Every champion in this one should be defending their belts. If Knox gets pinned by any Montuori tonight, we should have a new International Champion!
*Devlin Knight is shown, looking concerned on the apron, as Gabe brings Maxwell back to their corner and tags Jethro back in. The two men double-team Maxwell again, this time getting a neckbreaker combo to plant the champion on the mat. Jethro then immediately applies God’s Wrath (Crippler Crossface), as Gabe goes over and taunts Devlin. He tries to come into the ring, but the referee stops him, even as Gabe walks back over and lands a few extra stomps on the back of Maxwell while Jethro keeps the hold locked in, oblivious. Maxwell is struggling mightily to get free, even as the ref finally makes Gabe go back to his corner.*
Markson: So far, we’re seeing a lot of teamwork out of the Gangsters of Christ.
Napier: Well, it’s too be expected. They’re brothers, and they’ve been a team a long time. MMS and Knight? They’ve been more like oil and water…or gasoline and fire…
*Maxwell keeps fighting, finally making it to the ropes in order to force a break. Jethro does so, not even waiting the 5 seconds. He pulls Maxwell back up, taking him back over to the corner and tagging in Gabe. Gabe yells for Jethro to hold him, as he runs to the ropes and comes back quickly with a leaping knee strike… and Maxwell moves, causing Gabe to hit Jethro instead!! Gabe looks shocked, seeing Jethro down, with their father, Michael, looking equally stunned on the outside. Gabe then turns, seeing Maxwell staggering away, and charges at him… only for Maxwell to catch him and deliver a fallaway slam!! Gabe’s down, as Maxwell pushes himself back up, crawling for the corner, where Devlin is bouncing like a madman. Jethro, recovering, tries to come over to grab him… but Maxwell dives forward, making the tag!*
Markson: The hot tag is made!!
Napier: The Knight has risen!!
*Devlin charges into the ring, blocking a strike from Jethro and taking him down with a stepup enziguiri. He then turns to a charging Gabe, catching him on the run and delivering a tilt-a-whirl slam! With Gabe down, Devlin turns back to Jethro, who’s on the ropes. He runs forward, clotheslining Jethro right out of the ring! Devlin then goes back to Gabe, hauling him up onto his shoulders and spinning him around to deliver the Knight-Knight (GTS)!!! The crowd cheers, even as Devlin falls on top of Gabe for the pin, hanging on as the referee counts…*
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*And the ref waves it off, seeing Gabe’s foot now sitting on the bottom rope, as Michael Dawson walks away from it!*
Markson: Oh, this one might have been over, but Michael interfered!
Napier: Did you SEE him interfere, Mark, because I didn’t!
Markson: I’m sure we can come up with an instant replay…
Napier: No, no, let’s just keep going with the match…
*Devlin doesn’t let the near fall frustrate him, as he’s pulled Gabe back to his feet. He lifts Gabe into the air once again, but now Jethro is back, grabbing at Gabe’s arm to pull him back down. Devlin turns, surprised, as Jethro and Gabe both kick Devlin in the gut, trying to slow him down. But now Maxwell is back, charging in and tackling Jethro, taking him out of the equation! The referee looks around, trying to restore order, as Devlin gets back up, hanging onto Gabe… who knees him low, bending Devlin over! Gabe then spikes Devlin down with a stunner, planting him on the mat! With Devlin down, Gabe heads for the corner, saying that this one is over!*
Markson: Gabe’s thinking about Last Rites!
Napier: If he hits this, then we very well might NEED Last Rites for Devlin Knight!
*Gabe sets himself, although he’s distracted for a moment, seeing his brother getting thrown down by Maxwell Mason Stone! He hesitates, but then heads for Devlin anyway, wanting to put him away first. He leaps for the curb stomp… and Devlin raises up, throwing Gabe high into the air, with Maxwell catching him… and delivering the Momenta Axis!!!!! The move shakes the ring due to its force, as the crowd roars, even as Maxwell turns and charges a recovering Jethro, taking him out of the ring. Devlin, meanwhile, gets up, grabbing a badly stunned Gabe and yanking him into the Devil’s Knight (Tiger Driver 91)!!! He makes the cover…*
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THREE!!!
Steve Cotton: Here are your winners… Devlin Knight and Maxwell Mason Stone!!!
Markson: They did it! Stone and Knight get the victory, eliminating one of the stronger teams in the competition!
Napier: Man, first J-Mont and Vaughn take out the Malvados, and now Knight & Stone end the run of the Gangsters of Christ! This tournament is insane!
Markson: And we’re still finishing off the first round, with so much more to go!
*Maxwell Mason Stone and Devlin Knight stand in the ring, with the referee lifting both of their arms. Knight seems to be taking credit for the win, with Maxwell pointing out that it was his move that turned the tide. The two men move off, ready to continue in the tournament as the scene fades to a commercial break. *
“Leave no doubts when you’re finished. That’s the way I like to do things.”
*The following was filmed several hours before Thunder airs.
15 hours away from Little Rock, Tony is enjoying the sunrise and the skyline of Osaka, Japan. His face is sporting a few bumps and bruises, and a stack of stitches above his left eyebrow still looks raw. He’s definitely taken a few bumps on tour, but he took a few things of his own that made the pain worth it.
Sitting on his breakfast table, next to his DWL tag title, were two of the biggest prizes in any sport: the WBA and WBC World Cruiserweight boxing championships, keeping his eggs and coffee company. *
Tony Savage: “My whole career has been made from dispelling doubts. Guy who never even went to wrestling school or had a formal tutelage in the game somehow managed to rack up one of the most impressive careers in the 21st century. Became a name everybody puts on a list like I wrote it myself.”
“Guy who endured prescription addiction and injuries they said would never be the man he used to be became even greater than he was.”
“A man they said, was too old and too beat up from one craft in the ring to rebuild his boxing career, now is one of the pound for pound best in that sport as well.”
“Leave no doubts. When others resort to tricks, scams, bluster and silly nicknames to hype themselves up, all I have to do is say my name…”
“They know, without a doubt, I’m simply one of the best combat sports practitioners on Earth PERIOD! Suplexes, punches, octagons, tag teams, death matches…”
“Ain’t much Tony Savage can’t do in a ring. And I do those things definitively.”
“Which is why my next move in the ring at TPW is one thing: to cast aside any doubt in this series I’ve had with Larry Tact over the last couple of years by establishing between 2 amazing fighters…”
“I’m simply the better of the pair.”
“But Tony, you’re already up on him 2-1 lifetime…”
“Not for lack of trying on his part. Matches we had were stellar. Flat out ppv quality. And he’s come damn close to making that record not a reality…”
“But he’s fallen short. A missed opportunity here, a blown chance there, it’s left some suspicion that maybe, just MAYBE, he might be the better fighter. Even behind on the count, there’s still doubt I’m the one in this little rivalry of ours I’m the superior in this dynamic.”
“In March, that debate ends with NOBODY doubting every time I lock up with him, I’m the one who’s always the favorite.”
“Simple as that. No beef, no out for blood or recompense, no drama. Just the best all around fighter in professional wrestling once again proving it again against another pro.”
“If I thought it would be easy, I wouldn’t have challenged ol’ chrome dome.”
“And it would be downright rude of me not to give Tact a chance to win his proverbial money back.”
“It’s not the most original reason to make a challenge, but sometimes it’s the best. For Larry, a chance to even the score. For me…”
“To run up said score until there’s no way to come back.”
*The following was filmed several hours before Thunder airs.
15 hours away from Little Rock, Tony is enjoying the sunrise and the skyline of Osaka, Japan. His face is sporting a few bumps and bruises, and a stack of stitches above his left eyebrow still looks raw. He’s definitely taken a few bumps on tour, but he took a few things of his own that made the pain worth it.
Sitting on his breakfast table, next to his DWL tag title, were two of the biggest prizes in any sport: the WBA and WBC World Cruiserweight boxing championships, keeping his eggs and coffee company. *
Tony Savage: “My whole career has been made from dispelling doubts. Guy who never even went to wrestling school or had a formal tutelage in the game somehow managed to rack up one of the most impressive careers in the 21st century. Became a name everybody puts on a list like I wrote it myself.”
“Guy who endured prescription addiction and injuries they said would never be the man he used to be became even greater than he was.”
“A man they said, was too old and too beat up from one craft in the ring to rebuild his boxing career, now is one of the pound for pound best in that sport as well.”
“Leave no doubts. When others resort to tricks, scams, bluster and silly nicknames to hype themselves up, all I have to do is say my name…”
“They know, without a doubt, I’m simply one of the best combat sports practitioners on Earth PERIOD! Suplexes, punches, octagons, tag teams, death matches…”
“Ain’t much Tony Savage can’t do in a ring. And I do those things definitively.”
“Which is why my next move in the ring at TPW is one thing: to cast aside any doubt in this series I’ve had with Larry Tact over the last couple of years by establishing between 2 amazing fighters…”
“I’m simply the better of the pair.”
“But Tony, you’re already up on him 2-1 lifetime…”
“Not for lack of trying on his part. Matches we had were stellar. Flat out ppv quality. And he’s come damn close to making that record not a reality…”
“But he’s fallen short. A missed opportunity here, a blown chance there, it’s left some suspicion that maybe, just MAYBE, he might be the better fighter. Even behind on the count, there’s still doubt I’m the one in this little rivalry of ours I’m the superior in this dynamic.”
“In March, that debate ends with NOBODY doubting every time I lock up with him, I’m the one who’s always the favorite.”
“Simple as that. No beef, no out for blood or recompense, no drama. Just the best all around fighter in professional wrestling once again proving it again against another pro.”
“If I thought it would be easy, I wouldn’t have challenged ol’ chrome dome.”
“And it would be downright rude of me not to give Tact a chance to win his proverbial money back.”
“It’s not the most original reason to make a challenge, but sometimes it’s the best. For Larry, a chance to even the score. For me…”
“To run up said score until there’s no way to come back.”
*The shot fades from the pre-recorded segment. *
* The shot returns from commercial break toAlexander Marshall who is seen talking with Peter Vaughn about something. They are interrupted as Zybala walks up on them. Zybala fist bumps Vaughn before turning to Marshall. Zybala opens his mouth to talk, but Alexander cuts him off. *
Marshall: No. Negative. Nein. Nuh-uh. Negative Ghost Rider. There is no way I'm facing my brother in Outsiders. Now will you please stop bugging me?!
* Zybala looks crestfallen and walks away. The pair watch him leave. *
Vaughn: You know, Outsiders isn't that bad.
Marshall: No. Negative. Nein. Nuh-uh. Negative Ghost Rider. There is no way I'm facing my brother in Outsiders. Now will you please stop bugging me?!
* Zybala looks crestfallen and walks away. The pair watch him leave. *
Vaughn: You know, Outsiders isn't that bad.
Marshall: Don't you start.
* The camera goes away to let the two speak privately as the scene returns to the ring for Steve Cotton to introduce the next match. *
* The camera goes away to let the two speak privately as the scene returns to the ring for Steve Cotton to introduce the next match. *
Steve Cotton: The following contest is a first round S.E.X CUP MATCH!!!
*Crowd Pops*
Steve Cotton: Introducing first, already in the ring to my right. Weighing in at a total combined weight of 333lbs, this is the team of Paul Montuori and Michelle, they are THE MONTUORI'S!!!
*A mixed reastion is heard from the crowd. *
Steve Cotton: AND THEIR OPPONENTS! At a total combined weight of 376lbs, they are the winners of the first ever S.E.X Cup. The team of Amber-Bane Ryan, and the TPW INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION Matt Knox, this is NEEEVVEEEERR MOOORRRREEEE!!!
*As the soulful strumming of “Mercy” by JJ Wilde hits the speakers, the houselights dull down as the stage begins flashing between a crimson red and a deep, soulful blue. As the verse begins, the duo of Matt Knox and Amber Ryan step out. Amber makes a beeline to the ring at a deliberate pace while Matthew walks ahead of her, slapping outstretched hands. As they get into the ring, Knox leans over the ropes to hype the fans further. He returns to Amber, attempting to discuss strategy only to have her step out onto the apron. *
Napier: I'm so excited.
Markson: Really?
Napier: Yes, this means we are only a few minutes away from Matt Knox losing the International Championship.
*The match starts with Paul and Amber in the ring. The two lock up and Paul quickly snatches a headlock on Amber. Amber responds by wrapping his arms around the waist of Paul running him into the ropes and shooting him off causing Paul to release the headlock. Paul bounces off the ropes and comes charging back where Amber drops down and Paul hops over her and continues running off the opposite of the ropes. Paul comes off the ropes but Amber is up now and catches Paul with a Judo hip toss sending Paul flying.
Paul quickly hops to his feet and charges at Amber again, but once again is caught with a hip toss sending Paul flying. For a third time Paul gets to his feet and charges at Amber once more and this time Amber catches him with a big scoop slam, lifting Paul up over her head and slamming him down. Paul rolls up to a seated position, holding his back, and quickly rolls to his corner.*
Markson: Paul Montori is quick but Amber has him scouted tonight.
Napier: Dumb luck, it won't last.
*Paul tags out to Kelly Hagen and she hops in the ring and points at Knox. The crowd cheers for Knox and Amber obliges Michelle and tags in Knox. Knox gets in and squares up with Michelle, they go to lock up and Michelle fires a kick into the stomach of Knox before they even lock up. Michelle then fires some more flashy kicks to the body and legs of Knox that drops him down to his knees. Michelle then runs and bounces off the ropes and comes charging back at Knox, but Knox spins off of his knees flying forward and nails a headbutt to the stomach of Michelle.
Knox then grabs Michelle and pulls her to her feet snatches her in a headlock, and then flips Michelle over with a headlock takeover.*
Napier: What a piece of trash Knox is assaulting a woman.
Markson: Didn't you call for New Breed to injure Junko Souma earlier tonight?
Napier: Just call the match Mark.
*Michelle works her way up to her feet, but Knox still has her in a headlock. Michelle works Knox back into her corner where Paul grabs Knox in a choke hold. The Referee starts admonishing Paul who lets go of the choke hold and tags Michelle. Before getting out of the ring Michelle fires a shoulder into the stomach of Knox. Paul comes in as Michelle gets out of the ring and grabs a headlock of his own on Knox.
Knox grabs the hands of Paul though and spins out into a top wrist lock showing great strength, and wrestling skill. Paul and Knox battle for control but Knox starts getting the upper hand so Paul grabs Knox's hair and pulls while sweeping the leg sending Knox to the mat. Paul then goes for a quick elbow drop but Knox rolls out of the way and Paul meets the mat. Knox quickly capitalizes as Paul gets up holds his elbow and Knox snatches Paul into a headlock.*
Markson: Looks like Matt Knox is using quickness tonight, and technical wrestling skills.
Napier: He better leave some in the tank, he still has JMont to deal with tonight.
Markson: I think Matt Knox has a deep tank and can fight all night.
*Knox pulls Paul to his corner and tags in Amber. Both members of Never//More shoot Paul off the ropes and catch Paul as he is coming off the ropes with a high double backdrop. Never//More then uses a combination of quick tags and brutal strikes to continue their assault on Paul. Eventually, Paul has retreated to a corner and is begging off as Amber stalks over him. Michelle then charges in and nails a kick to the back of Amber that staggers her. This brings Knox charging into the ring and chasing Michelle back to her corner. This draws the attention of Ref Mullet who is busy trying to get Knox out of the ring which allows Paul to stick a thumb right into the eye of Amber which blinds her. Megan takes advantage and comes off the top rope with a middle with Meterora that floors Amber. Michelle quickly rolls out of the ring as Ref Mullet turns around and sees Paul going for a pin. *
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Kickout!
Markson: That was a close call there for Amber and Never//More. Of course, in Montori family fashion, it came by the way of underhanded tactics.
Napier: It came at the hands of great tag team wrestling. Paul and Michelle have great teamwork, it's like they are married or something.
Markson: Umm, they are married.
Paul quickly hops to his feet and charges at Amber again, but once again is caught with a hip toss sending Paul flying. For a third time Paul gets to his feet and charges at Amber once more and this time Amber catches him with a big scoop slam, lifting Paul up over her head and slamming him down. Paul rolls up to a seated position, holding his back, and quickly rolls to his corner.*
Markson: Paul Montori is quick but Amber has him scouted tonight.
Napier: Dumb luck, it won't last.
*Paul tags out to Kelly Hagen and she hops in the ring and points at Knox. The crowd cheers for Knox and Amber obliges Michelle and tags in Knox. Knox gets in and squares up with Michelle, they go to lock up and Michelle fires a kick into the stomach of Knox before they even lock up. Michelle then fires some more flashy kicks to the body and legs of Knox that drops him down to his knees. Michelle then runs and bounces off the ropes and comes charging back at Knox, but Knox spins off of his knees flying forward and nails a headbutt to the stomach of Michelle.
Knox then grabs Michelle and pulls her to her feet snatches her in a headlock, and then flips Michelle over with a headlock takeover.*
Napier: What a piece of trash Knox is assaulting a woman.
Markson: Didn't you call for New Breed to injure Junko Souma earlier tonight?
Napier: Just call the match Mark.
*Michelle works her way up to her feet, but Knox still has her in a headlock. Michelle works Knox back into her corner where Paul grabs Knox in a choke hold. The Referee starts admonishing Paul who lets go of the choke hold and tags Michelle. Before getting out of the ring Michelle fires a shoulder into the stomach of Knox. Paul comes in as Michelle gets out of the ring and grabs a headlock of his own on Knox.
Knox grabs the hands of Paul though and spins out into a top wrist lock showing great strength, and wrestling skill. Paul and Knox battle for control but Knox starts getting the upper hand so Paul grabs Knox's hair and pulls while sweeping the leg sending Knox to the mat. Paul then goes for a quick elbow drop but Knox rolls out of the way and Paul meets the mat. Knox quickly capitalizes as Paul gets up holds his elbow and Knox snatches Paul into a headlock.*
Markson: Looks like Matt Knox is using quickness tonight, and technical wrestling skills.
Napier: He better leave some in the tank, he still has JMont to deal with tonight.
Markson: I think Matt Knox has a deep tank and can fight all night.
*Knox pulls Paul to his corner and tags in Amber. Both members of Never//More shoot Paul off the ropes and catch Paul as he is coming off the ropes with a high double backdrop. Never//More then uses a combination of quick tags and brutal strikes to continue their assault on Paul. Eventually, Paul has retreated to a corner and is begging off as Amber stalks over him. Michelle then charges in and nails a kick to the back of Amber that staggers her. This brings Knox charging into the ring and chasing Michelle back to her corner. This draws the attention of Ref Mullet who is busy trying to get Knox out of the ring which allows Paul to stick a thumb right into the eye of Amber which blinds her. Megan takes advantage and comes off the top rope with a middle with Meterora that floors Amber. Michelle quickly rolls out of the ring as Ref Mullet turns around and sees Paul going for a pin. *
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Kickout!
Markson: That was a close call there for Amber and Never//More. Of course, in Montori family fashion, it came by the way of underhanded tactics.
Napier: It came at the hands of great tag team wrestling. Paul and Michelle have great teamwork, it's like they are married or something.
Markson: Umm, they are married.
Napier: Oh, well, I guess that explains why she never texted me back.
*Paul gets to his feet, grabs Amber's foot, and drags Amber over to the corner where Michelle waits and receives the tag. After tagging in Michelle, Paul holds both legs of Amber keeping her in place while Michelle scurries to the top rope and comes off with a moonsault onto the chest of Amber.
Michelle then pulls Amber into the corner where Paul is at, and Paul hops off the apron and holds Amber in place as Michelle turns and runs off the ropes and comes charging back nailing Amber with a facewash kick. Paul then quickly hops back up on the apron and Michelle tags him in as she lifts up Amber. Michelle pulls Amber up and holds her as Paul runs in and nails Amber with the Running High Knee. Michelle quickly gets out of the ring while Paul makes the cover. *
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*Paul gets to his feet, grabs Amber's foot, and drags Amber over to the corner where Michelle waits and receives the tag. After tagging in Michelle, Paul holds both legs of Amber keeping her in place while Michelle scurries to the top rope and comes off with a moonsault onto the chest of Amber.
Michelle then pulls Amber into the corner where Paul is at, and Paul hops off the apron and holds Amber in place as Michelle turns and runs off the ropes and comes charging back nailing Amber with a facewash kick. Paul then quickly hops back up on the apron and Michelle tags him in as she lifts up Amber. Michelle pulls Amber up and holds her as Paul runs in and nails Amber with the Running High Knee. Michelle quickly gets out of the ring while Paul makes the cover. *
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Napier: NO! THAT’S SON OF A… Knox just robbed the Montuori’s by breaking up the count right before three.
Markson: That's right, Ref Mullet is signaling it was broken up before he counted three.
*The Referee gets Knox out of the ring while Michelle and Paul continue the double teaming as they sit Amber up to a seated potion. Michelle then fires a kick to the chest of Amber while Paul fires a kick to the back of Amber at the same time.
Paul and Michelle continue to use sneaky tactics to punish Amber. Several times Amber tries to fight back but is cut off. Eventually, Paul has Amber in a front face lock and the crowd has gotten behind Amber and is cheering for him. Amber fights her way to her feet and is able to start maneuvering Paul back to the corner where Matt Knox waits with baited breath for the tag.
Paul plants his feet but Amber fires a short right hook to the ribs of Paul and continues to push Paul back. Amber is almost an arm’s length away from tagging Knox when Michelle runs into the ring. Ref Mullet catches Michelle and starts taking her back to her corner. While the Refs back is turned Amber pushes forward and makes the tag to Knox.
Knox comes in and nails Paul with a right hand, but the Referee turns around and doesn't see the tag. Ref Mullet quickly grabs Knox and starts making him get out of the ring, and this is answered by a huge roar of Boo's from the crowd. Knox is busy arguing with Mullet which keeps the Referee distracted long enough for Paul to pull Amber back to the middle of the ring while still holding onto the front face lock. While Paul holds onto Knox, Michelle comes off the top rope with a double knee drop to the back of Amber which sends Amber crumbling to the mat. *
Markson: OH MY GOD! What a devastating maneuver.
Napier: That's it. Amber is done, Never//More is done. And now it is time for Matt Knox’s title reign to be done.
*Michelle quickly hops out of the ring as the Referee turns around and Paul goes for a cover. *
Knox comes in and nails Paul with a right hand, but the Referee turns around and doesn't see the tag. Ref Mullet quickly grabs Knox and starts making him get out of the ring, and this is answered by a huge roar of Boo's from the crowd. Knox is busy arguing with Mullet which keeps the Referee distracted long enough for Paul to pull Amber back to the middle of the ring while still holding onto the front face lock. While Paul holds onto Knox, Michelle comes off the top rope with a double knee drop to the back of Amber which sends Amber crumbling to the mat. *
Markson: OH MY GOD! What a devastating maneuver.
Napier: That's it. Amber is done, Never//More is done. And now it is time for Matt Knox’s title reign to be done.
*Michelle quickly hops out of the ring as the Referee turns around and Paul goes for a cover. *
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Kickout!
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Kickout!
Markson: How in the world did Amber kick out of that?
Napier: I have no idea, I thought Amber wouldn't be walking again let alone kicking out.
*Paul is beside himself with frustration and begins pounding the mat. Paul gets to his feet and backs into the corner and begins yelling at Amber to get up. Amber slowly begins to work her way to her feet and when Amber starts to push herself up from her knees Paul runs at herand goes for a curb stomp, but Amber steps back out of the way. With what strength Amber has left she hooks Paul from behind and tries lifting him for Sawdust In The Blood (Vertebreaker), but Paul being much less beat up than Amber is able to pull his arms down and power out of it. Paul then fires a back elbow to the head Amber that staggers Amber back a bit. Paul then spins around to face Amber but is met with a headbutt right to the nose..
Paul falls down on the mat and grabs his face, and begins screaming about his nose as blood pours down his mouth and chin, his nose clearly broken.m Paul scurries for his corner and tags in Michelle, but just as Michelle gets in the ring Amber dives to his corner and tags in Knox which brings a loud cheer from the crowd.*
Markson: This crowd has come alive with Knox getting into the ring.
Napier: These inbreed, misogynistic hog farmers. They are cheering for Knox to beat up a beautiful woman.
*Knox charges in and drops Michelle with a clothesline. Paul is back in and charges at Knox, but Knox pulls back his fist ready to punch Paul, and Paul stops short and covers up his face. Knox stops, shrugs his shoulders, and kicks Paul in the stomach. Knox then hooks Paul and nails him with a snap suplex. Knox shoots up to his feet just in time for Michelle to throw a big head kick at him, but Knox catches Michelle's leg pulls her in, and tosses Michelle with a high cradle suplex.*
Markson: KNOX JUST THREW MICHELLE RIGGS ACROSS THE RING!!!
Napier: Matt Knox is throwing women around like they are inanimate objects, we should cancel him.
*Knox continues as a house of fire and catches Paul as Paul gets to his feet. Knox runs his shoulder into Paul's stomach and runs him back into the corner. Knox then quickly climbs up to the second turnbuckle and makes a fist and the crowd cheers. Knox then hammers Paul with his right hand as the crowd counts.
Crowd: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10!
Knox hops off of the turnbuckle and takes a few steps back and watches Paul fall flat on his face. This snaps Paul back to reality and he once again grabs his face and rolls out of the ring.. Knox turns around and is nailed with a roundhouse kick by Michelle. Knox is staggered, giving Michelle an opportunity to leap to the ropes and come off with a Springboard Cutter onto Knox. Michelle rolls him over for the pin. *
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Markson: This time is it Amber who breaks up the pin.
Napier: NO! Paul, forget about your face and get Knox.
*Amber breaks the pin up by hitting Michelle in the back with a forearm. Amber then grabs Michelle and shoots her off the ropes, as Michelle comes back Amber catches her as Knox kips up and they go right into a Flapjack into Codebreaker. Amber goes back to her corner and Knox tags her in immediately.
Amber grabs Michelle, and as she does Paul hops on the apron. As Paul gets on the apron, Knox charges down the apron and nails Paul with a Yakuza kick, sending Paul off the apron. Knox keeps moving going right to turnbuckles, climbing and coming off to spike Michell as Never//More hits Michelle with the E2L (Spike Vertebreaker). Knox stands guard as Amber makes the cover. *
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Markson: This time is it Amber who breaks up the pin.
Napier: NO! Paul, forget about your face and get Knox.
*Amber breaks the pin up by hitting Michelle in the back with a forearm. Amber then grabs Michelle and shoots her off the ropes, as Michelle comes back Amber catches her as Knox kips up and they go right into a Flapjack into Codebreaker. Amber goes back to her corner and Knox tags her in immediately.
Amber grabs Michelle, and as she does Paul hops on the apron. As Paul gets on the apron, Knox charges down the apron and nails Paul with a Yakuza kick, sending Paul off the apron. Knox keeps moving going right to turnbuckles, climbing and coming off to spike Michell as Never//More hits Michelle with the E2L (Spike Vertebreaker). Knox stands guard as Amber makes the cover. *
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Steve Cotton: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS…. NEVER//MOOOOOORRRRREEEE!!!
Markson: Never//More advancing, keeping the dream alive of being the first two-time S.E.X Cup winners.
Napier: Yeah, that dream is alive, but Knox is about to have a real nightmare in the form of JMont.
*As the S.E.X Cup match ends “The Stroke” by Billy Squier begins to play, instead of “Mercy” by JJ Wilde. The sound of Alexander’s music causes the fans to boo loudly as Alexander Marshall appears at the top of the entranceway with a mic. Marshall is oddly only joined by Peter Vaughn. *
Alexander Marshall: Ref Beard, get that skank Amber out of my ring because the main event is starting RIGHT NOW!!!
Steve Cotton: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS…. NEVER//MOOOOOORRRRREEEE!!!
Markson: Never//More advancing, keeping the dream alive of being the first two-time S.E.X Cup winners.
Napier: Yeah, that dream is alive, but Knox is about to have a real nightmare in the form of JMont.
*As the S.E.X Cup match ends “The Stroke” by Billy Squier begins to play, instead of “Mercy” by JJ Wilde. The sound of Alexander’s music causes the fans to boo loudly as Alexander Marshall appears at the top of the entranceway with a mic. Marshall is oddly only joined by Peter Vaughn. *
Alexander Marshall: Ref Beard, get that skank Amber out of my ring because the main event is starting RIGHT NOW!!!
*Ref Beard appears from ringside and begins escorting a reluctant Amber out of the ring. Meanwhile, Knox readies himself looking up the entranceway anticipating JMont’s entrance. Suddenly, the crowd comes alive with a buzz, as JMont hops the security railing and slides into the ring behind Knox. Amber begins yelling at Knox, and Knox turns right into a clothesline from JMont, sending Knox toppling backward over the top rope to the outside.
JMont exits the ring and begins stalking Knox, who is pulling himself up. JMont quickly steps forward with a front kick, and kicks Knox in the side of the head, bouncing Knox’s head off the security railing. JMont quickly grabs Knox and pulls him to his feet, grabs Knox by the hair and waistband, and throws Knox into the commentary table. *
Markson: INCOMING!!!
Napier: That is why I love this job, the best seat in the house.
Markson: I thought you said you loved this job for the paycheck.
Napier: No, I do this job for the paycheck.
*JMont pulls Knox’s head between his legs and then lifts Knox up. JMont slams Knox down, power bombing him through the commentary desk, sending monitors, papers, and pencils flying everywhere.
Amber shoves past ref Beard and begins running around the ring, but as she does Vaughn steps in front of her. Amber stops, snarls, and begins to throw a punch, but as she does Junko appears between the two of them, shoving both Vaughn and Amber apart, as Ref Beard gets between them.
Junko heads for JMont, and upon seeing Junko, JMont rolls into the ring, Junko rolls into the ring as well and she and JMont begin to stare each other down. Suddenly, Alexander Marshall rings in over the mic again. *
Alexander Marshall: RING THE BELL, THE MATCH IS STARTING!!!
Markson: Oh come on, NOW the match starts? After JMont sneak attacked Matt Knox and put him through a table?
Napier: Success is about being in the right place at the right time. This is perfect timing.
*The bell officially rings, as Amber moves around to one neutral corner and Vaughn moves to another. JMont immediately rolls out of the ring and grabs Knox. JMont pulls the lifeless body of Knox up, rolls Knox into the ring, and then comes in himself. JMont slithers on top of Knox, making a nonchalant pin. Junk’s face scrunches in disgust as she drops to make the count.
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KICKOUT!
JMont looks up in shock, and as he slowly turns his head to Junko, she signals 1 with her middle finger. *
Markson: KICK OUT AT ONE!!!
Napier: Look at how rude and uncouth Junko is. SHE HAS NO CLASS!!!
*JMont shakes his head in frustration as he stands up, and grabs Knox by the hair. As he pulls Knox to his knees, Knox fires a hard right hand into the stomach of JMont, shaking JMont. Knox fires another shot from his knees to the stomach of JMont that staggers JMont back. Knox comes to his feet and continues with the right hands, driving JMont back into the corner. Knox grabs JMont and whips him out of the corner, but JMont reverses and sends Knox into the turnbuckles.
Knox shows great agility and awareness as he runs up the turnbuckles and comes off with a moonsault, landing on JMont and taking him down. Knox staggers up to his feet and is standing ready as JMont begins to get up. As JMont staggers to his feet, Knox goes for a roundhouse kick, but JMont catches Knox’s foot. JMont swings his arm around and drives his elbow into Knox’s knee, driving him to the mat as he does. *
Markson: Oh, Matt Knox’s knee just bent in a way the human leg was not meant to bend.
Napier: JMont is a ring general, there is nothing Knox can throw at him that he isn’t prepared for.
*JMont stands, still holding onto the leg of Knox. JMont spins around the leg, grabs Knox’s other leg, and falls back applying a figure four leg lock to Knox. Knox sits up in pain, grabbing at JMon’t leg and trying to pull it off of his, but with the positioning and strength of JMont’s legs Knox falls back onto the mat in pain, and Junko warns him she will have to make a count.
JMont yells at Junko, “STOP BEING A MEDLING B*TCH, AND MAKE THE COUNT!”
Junko, looks at JMont with a look that could kill, but then has to make the count.
JMont exits the ring and begins stalking Knox, who is pulling himself up. JMont quickly steps forward with a front kick, and kicks Knox in the side of the head, bouncing Knox’s head off the security railing. JMont quickly grabs Knox and pulls him to his feet, grabs Knox by the hair and waistband, and throws Knox into the commentary table. *
Markson: INCOMING!!!
Napier: That is why I love this job, the best seat in the house.
Markson: I thought you said you loved this job for the paycheck.
Napier: No, I do this job for the paycheck.
*JMont pulls Knox’s head between his legs and then lifts Knox up. JMont slams Knox down, power bombing him through the commentary desk, sending monitors, papers, and pencils flying everywhere.
Amber shoves past ref Beard and begins running around the ring, but as she does Vaughn steps in front of her. Amber stops, snarls, and begins to throw a punch, but as she does Junko appears between the two of them, shoving both Vaughn and Amber apart, as Ref Beard gets between them.
Junko heads for JMont, and upon seeing Junko, JMont rolls into the ring, Junko rolls into the ring as well and she and JMont begin to stare each other down. Suddenly, Alexander Marshall rings in over the mic again. *
Alexander Marshall: RING THE BELL, THE MATCH IS STARTING!!!
Markson: Oh come on, NOW the match starts? After JMont sneak attacked Matt Knox and put him through a table?
Napier: Success is about being in the right place at the right time. This is perfect timing.
*The bell officially rings, as Amber moves around to one neutral corner and Vaughn moves to another. JMont immediately rolls out of the ring and grabs Knox. JMont pulls the lifeless body of Knox up, rolls Knox into the ring, and then comes in himself. JMont slithers on top of Knox, making a nonchalant pin. Junk’s face scrunches in disgust as she drops to make the count.
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KICKOUT!
JMont looks up in shock, and as he slowly turns his head to Junko, she signals 1 with her middle finger. *
Markson: KICK OUT AT ONE!!!
Napier: Look at how rude and uncouth Junko is. SHE HAS NO CLASS!!!
*JMont shakes his head in frustration as he stands up, and grabs Knox by the hair. As he pulls Knox to his knees, Knox fires a hard right hand into the stomach of JMont, shaking JMont. Knox fires another shot from his knees to the stomach of JMont that staggers JMont back. Knox comes to his feet and continues with the right hands, driving JMont back into the corner. Knox grabs JMont and whips him out of the corner, but JMont reverses and sends Knox into the turnbuckles.
Knox shows great agility and awareness as he runs up the turnbuckles and comes off with a moonsault, landing on JMont and taking him down. Knox staggers up to his feet and is standing ready as JMont begins to get up. As JMont staggers to his feet, Knox goes for a roundhouse kick, but JMont catches Knox’s foot. JMont swings his arm around and drives his elbow into Knox’s knee, driving him to the mat as he does. *
Markson: Oh, Matt Knox’s knee just bent in a way the human leg was not meant to bend.
Napier: JMont is a ring general, there is nothing Knox can throw at him that he isn’t prepared for.
*JMont stands, still holding onto the leg of Knox. JMont spins around the leg, grabs Knox’s other leg, and falls back applying a figure four leg lock to Knox. Knox sits up in pain, grabbing at JMon’t leg and trying to pull it off of his, but with the positioning and strength of JMont’s legs Knox falls back onto the mat in pain, and Junko warns him she will have to make a count.
JMont yells at Junko, “STOP BEING A MEDLING B*TCH, AND MAKE THE COUNT!”
Junko, looks at JMont with a look that could kill, but then has to make the count.
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Knox’s sits up, causing the crowd to roar, and JMont to begin screaming at Junko. *
Knox’s sits up, causing the crowd to roar, and JMont to begin screaming at Junko. *
Markson: JMont is livid with Junko Sourma.
Napier: AS HE SHOULD BE! She should have been making the count, and making it faster.
*With the surge of adrenaline from the roaring crowd, Knox has new life as he torque his body, trying to turn the figure four over. Knox gets JMont on his side, and just as the pendulum is about to swing, JMont lifts his arms up, Vaughn catches his hands, and pulls JMont back to his back. Junko sees this and kicks at the hands of Vaughn and JMont, but they release their grip as she does.
Junko begins screaming “Hōrudo o uchiyaburou!”, but JMont doesn’t understand her. Junko grabs the leg of JMont and begins pulling it off of Knox’s ankle, but as she does Amber begins charging around the ring at Vaughn.
Junko jumps to her feet and begins yelling at security to keep them separated. As Junko is up, JMont lifts his leg and slams it down across the ankle of Knox. JMont rolls to his feet, grabs the legs of Knox and drags him to the middle of the ring. JMont begins to reapply the figure four, and as he spins around he leg, Knox sits up and catches JMont in a small package. *
Napier: AS HE SHOULD BE! She should have been making the count, and making it faster.
*With the surge of adrenaline from the roaring crowd, Knox has new life as he torque his body, trying to turn the figure four over. Knox gets JMont on his side, and just as the pendulum is about to swing, JMont lifts his arms up, Vaughn catches his hands, and pulls JMont back to his back. Junko sees this and kicks at the hands of Vaughn and JMont, but they release their grip as she does.
Junko begins screaming “Hōrudo o uchiyaburou!”, but JMont doesn’t understand her. Junko grabs the leg of JMont and begins pulling it off of Knox’s ankle, but as she does Amber begins charging around the ring at Vaughn.
Junko jumps to her feet and begins yelling at security to keep them separated. As Junko is up, JMont lifts his leg and slams it down across the ankle of Knox. JMont rolls to his feet, grabs the legs of Knox and drags him to the middle of the ring. JMont begins to reapply the figure four, and as he spins around he leg, Knox sits up and catches JMont in a small package. *
Markson: KNOX HAS HIM, TURN AROUND JUNKO!!!
Napier: HAHA! YOU STUPID B*TCH!
Markson: YOU CAN’T SAY THAT!!!
Napier: I just did.
*Junko turns around to see the pin and slides like Pete Rose into position for the count.
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KICKOUT!!!
As JMont kicks out he rolls to his feet and sees Knox pushing himself up. As Knox is getting up, JMont straight kicks Knox in the knee, dropping Knox back down to both knees. With Knox on his knees, JMont shoves Knox’s head between his legs and lifts Knox up for a powerbomb. JMont charges to the corner and delivers a buckle bomb to Knox.
Knox slumps to the corner, his head leaned up against the bottom turnbuckle, and JMont puts his foot on Knox’s throat and begins choking him. Junko begins ordering him to stop, but JMont screams he can’t understand when she counts in Japanese. In frustration, Junko grabs JMont and pulls him off Knox.
JMont begins yelling at Junko, and the two of them begins arguing which keeps Junko distracted. *
Markson: Look at Peter Vaughn, moving in like a snake in the grass to choke Matt Knox.
Napier: I don’t see anything, and more importantly, Junko doesn’t see it either.
Makrson: BUT AMBER DOES!!!
*Vaughn grabs Knox by the throat and begins choking him which begins Amber running around the corner. Vaughn sees her coming and releases the hold. Vaughn begins stepping back, but that doesn’t stop Amber as she keeps charing at him. JMont begins pointing it out and Junko turns to see Amber chasing Vaughn. Junko begins yelling at them again, leaving her a bit distracted once more.
JMont heads right for Knox, and as he charges in Knox lifts his boot and JMont runs into it crotch first. JMont staggers back holding his crotch as Knox uses the ropes to pull himself up. Junko turns around as Knox comes charging out of the corner at JMont. JMont reaches over grabbing Junko by the arm and pulling her in front of him. Knox stops at the last second to avoid hitting Junko. Junko pulls her arm away from JMont and as she steps to the side, JMont thumbs Knox in the eye. Knox staggers holding his eye when JMont grabs him by the head and drops him with a spinning neckbreaker. *
Markson: Oh come on, this is ridiculous.
Napier: Look, even Junko is pulling for JMont.
Markson: WHAT!?!
Napier: Yeah, why else would she have just helped him out?
Markson: NO SHE DIDN’T! STOP IT!
*JMont rolls from his back to the legs of Knox. JMont stands up, pulling up the leg of Knox and begins going for the figure four again, but this time as JMont spins around, Knox uses his free boot to shove JMont in the butt off of him and into the turnbuckles. JMont hits the buckles face first and staggers back into a school boy from Knox.
Markson: NO SHE DIDN’T! STOP IT!
*JMont rolls from his back to the legs of Knox. JMont stands up, pulling up the leg of Knox and begins going for the figure four again, but this time as JMont spins around, Knox uses his free boot to shove JMont in the butt off of him and into the turnbuckles. JMont hits the buckles face first and staggers back into a school boy from Knox.
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KICKOUT!
JMont kicks out hard and rolls up to his feet, seeing Knox on all fours. JMont charges for a punt kick, but Knox pops to his knees, dodging the kick, and catches the off-balance JMont in another schoolboy.
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JMont kicks out again and rolls to all fours as Knox rolls to all fours too. JMont jumps forward, grabbing KNox for another powerbomb, and as he lifts Knox, his hand hits Junko in the eye. Junko staggers back holding her face, as Knox counters the powerbomb with a hurriconrana holding onto the pin, but Junko is holding her eye. Eventually, Junko shakes her head and drops for the pin. *
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Napier: See, Junko is clearly siding with JMont, no one wants Matt Knox as champion.
Markson: NO SHE ISN’T! You are being outlandish.
*Knox is arguing with Junko as he gets to his feet and Junko is explaining herself when JMont hits Knox from behind with a running forearm to the back. The impact of the forearm sends Knox flying forward, hitting Junko and knocking her back, but as she goes back she falls through the ropes to the outside. Knox begins pushing himself up to his feet and looks to see Junko lying on the outside. Knox shakes his head and yells for Amber to help her up as he pushes himself to his feet.
As Knox staggers to his feet, he turns into the waiting arms of JMont who goes for the JKO. Knox reacts quickly shoving JMont forward before he can deliver the JKO. JMont is shoved into the ropes and as he bounces off of them, Knox scoops him up onto his shoulder. Knox tossed JMont up and delivers “Into The Void” (GTS).
Knox drops on top of JMont for the pin. *
Napier: There’s no referee you stupid idiot.
Markson: Amber is getting Junko up, she hit her head on The ropes and the floor as…. LOOK OUT!!!
*Peter Vaughn comes into the shot, flying off the top rope with The Plunge (Top-Rope Shooting Star Leg Drop). Amber sees this from the outside, and releases Junko, diving into the ring. Vaughn gets to his feet and as he does is met with a Yakuza kick from Amber that drops Vaughn to the mat.
Vaughn immediately rolls out of the ring, and Amber goes after him. Amber rolls out onto her feet to see Vaughn getting to his knees, Amber grabs Vaughn by the hair and begins pulling him up when Vaughn grabs Amer by the head and ropes her with a jawbreaker. Amber falls and rolls halfway under the ring. Vaughn stands and turns to see JMont crawl on top of Knox as Junko rolls back into the ring and begins to count the pin. *
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KICKOUT!
Napier: NO! NO! NO!
Markson: YES! YES! YES!
*An angry Vaughn hops onto the apron but as he does is yanked off by Amber. Vaughn lands on his feet, ready to fight but is met with Amber nailing him with a hard headkick that sends Vaughn falling into the security railing. Amber holds up her hand revealing it is full of thumbtacks. Amber shoves the tacks in her mouth and then sprays “Tack Mist” in Vaughn’s face, spotting the tacks into his face. Vaughn covers his face and falls to the ground plucking at the tacks stuck in his face.
This whole scene has drawn the attention of both Junko and JMont. JMont begins yelling at Junko, telling her how terrible of a job she is doing, and Junko is fuming. Junko begins yelling back at JMont. JMont pulls his eyelids up mocking Junko, saying “If your eyes were round you could see better.”. Junko snaps and slams her right fist into the jaw of JMont. JMont staggers and is dazed, but tries shaking it off and swings a wild haymaker at Junko. Junko ducks the haymaker and shoves JMont from behind sending him staggering into the arms of the rising Knox, who catches JMont in a standing fireman’s and goes right Into The Void (GTS). Knox drops on top of JMont for the and Junko drops and makes a quick count. *
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Steve Cotton: Here is your winner, and STILLLLLL INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION!!!! MATT “THE RAVEN” KNOOOOOOXXXX!!!
Markson: OH MY! HUGE WIN, ON A HUGE NIGHT FOR MATT KNOX!!!
Napier: This is bullcrap, it took three people to beat JMont.
Markson: What are you talking about?
Napier: It took Matt Knox, Amber Ryan-Bane, AND Junko to beat JMont.
Markson: I guess the odds are no longer in the favor of The Cabal.
Steve Cotton: Here is your winner, and STILLLLLL INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION!!!! MATT “THE RAVEN” KNOOOOOOXXXX!!!
Markson: OH MY! HUGE WIN, ON A HUGE NIGHT FOR MATT KNOX!!!
Napier: This is bullcrap, it took three people to beat JMont.
Markson: What are you talking about?
Napier: It took Matt Knox, Amber Ryan-Bane, AND Junko to beat JMont.
Markson: I guess the odds are no longer in the favor of The Cabal.
*Exhausted, Matthew Knox leans against the ropes as his music plays. Junko hands him the International title, holding onto it a second too long while holding the champs gaze before relenting. Knox smirks at her, before holding the title above his head to the roaring approval of the Thundermaniacs. He turns his attention JMont who is being helped up the ramp by Peter Vaughn. The smirk fades into a snarl as he walks over, demanding a microphone. *
Matt Knox: Peter! PETER VAUGHN! YOU LOOK AT ME WHEN I’M TALKING TO YOU BOYO
*Unimpressed, Vaughn turns back toward the ring still supporting a groggy JMont. Matthew huffs in the microphone, still catching his breath as he walks to the ropes and leans over to stare down at the two of them. *
Matt Knox: Night 1 as International Champion, I said I was going to tear out the Montuoris root and stem. I did just as I said. I’m a man of my word you see, Peter….which is something else I am that you aren’t. The other thing?
*He averts his gaze to the title on his shoulder, the smirk returning as the audience cheers. Vaughn snarls, his eyes radiating a hatred thats become second nature for the overconfident thorn in his side. *
Matt Knox: So I’m going to say more words Peter and I’m going to keep all of them. In two weeks I defend this home, MY home the home of the THUNDERMANIACS from Chris Page’s two world champions - tragic that they need two mules to pull such an unimpressive cart - but after that? When Denzel Porter Invitational? Knox Vaughn III?
*He pauses, stepping back from the ropes for a beat and casting a glance toward Amber, and toward Junko. *
Matt Knox: Its like the buzzards are already circling….I’m not sharing this one, Red…
*His tag partner rolls her eyes, as unimpressed as the rest of them which only earns laugh.*
Matt Knox: Where was I? Right. Part Three. The End because thats where the ground shifts forever, doesn’t it Peter? 1-1, We’ve both figured the other out but who can put it all together and finish it?
Hear me now, Peter. I am going to burn you away as I burned your legacy with your title - or whichever cheap replica of it that was..not that your legacy was much more than that - and as the flames lick the flesh from your bones, in the tenor of your anguished screams, as your mind processes the terror I want you to know…KNOW, you son of bitch…
*He raises the International title up to eye level now, staring dead into Peter Vaughn’s hateful gaze.*
Matt Knox: You will know that you will NEVER beat ME for MY International Title!
*Knox drops the mic on the apron then, maintaining the gaze with Vaughn as JMont yells obscenities and the show fades to the credits. *
Matt Knox: Peter! PETER VAUGHN! YOU LOOK AT ME WHEN I’M TALKING TO YOU BOYO
*Unimpressed, Vaughn turns back toward the ring still supporting a groggy JMont. Matthew huffs in the microphone, still catching his breath as he walks to the ropes and leans over to stare down at the two of them. *
Matt Knox: Night 1 as International Champion, I said I was going to tear out the Montuoris root and stem. I did just as I said. I’m a man of my word you see, Peter….which is something else I am that you aren’t. The other thing?
*He averts his gaze to the title on his shoulder, the smirk returning as the audience cheers. Vaughn snarls, his eyes radiating a hatred thats become second nature for the overconfident thorn in his side. *
Matt Knox: So I’m going to say more words Peter and I’m going to keep all of them. In two weeks I defend this home, MY home the home of the THUNDERMANIACS from Chris Page’s two world champions - tragic that they need two mules to pull such an unimpressive cart - but after that? When Denzel Porter Invitational? Knox Vaughn III?
*He pauses, stepping back from the ropes for a beat and casting a glance toward Amber, and toward Junko. *
Matt Knox: Its like the buzzards are already circling….I’m not sharing this one, Red…
*His tag partner rolls her eyes, as unimpressed as the rest of them which only earns laugh.*
Matt Knox: Where was I? Right. Part Three. The End because thats where the ground shifts forever, doesn’t it Peter? 1-1, We’ve both figured the other out but who can put it all together and finish it?
Hear me now, Peter. I am going to burn you away as I burned your legacy with your title - or whichever cheap replica of it that was..not that your legacy was much more than that - and as the flames lick the flesh from your bones, in the tenor of your anguished screams, as your mind processes the terror I want you to know…KNOW, you son of bitch…
*He raises the International title up to eye level now, staring dead into Peter Vaughn’s hateful gaze.*
Matt Knox: You will know that you will NEVER beat ME for MY International Title!
*Knox drops the mic on the apron then, maintaining the gaze with Vaughn as JMont yells obscenities and the show fades to the credits. *
Credits:
Shawn Warstein & Jason Cashe vs Blood Oath - by: Tony Savage
MMS & Devlin Knight vs Gangsters of Christ - by: Peter Vaughn
