Post by Greg T.O.M on Apr 7, 2023 14:46:42 GMT -5
*The shot opens to a replay from the last FNF. Peter Vaughn stands over a bloody Terry Marshall, and in Vaugh's hand is an old championship of Marshall’s. Vaughn continues battering the bloody Marshall with the belt when security rushes into the room. They tackle Vaughn, who starts swinging at them as well, sending a few of them stumbling away from the strikes. But the numbers are strong, as they swarm onto Vaughn, driving him towards the other side of the room. The head of security, Cannon Gunner, leans over Marshall, looking absolutely shocked.
Cannon Gunner, shouts “We need medics in here! NOW!!’
Th shot fades from Cannon Gunner holding the bloody Terry Marshall to the Friday Night Fury logo. The FNF logo crackles as lightning swirls around the logo and pops to a bright explosion and after the explosion the scene is dark. Suddenly the sounds of ominous horns begins to blare as clouds feel the scene transitioning to the opening FNF Video. *
*The video fades to a live shot of the Lightning Plex, and pans around the crowd as "Thunder Struck" by AC/DC can be heard playing the in the arena. The crowd is on their feet and cheerng loudly as the camera pans around and begins focusing on individual sings. *
*KARLIE, BACK THAT AZZY UP!*
*ALICE KNIGHT IS FOOK’N’HOOOTTT!*
*I’VE GOT A FRENZY FOR BROOKE!*
*GIVE NOVA HER DOG BACK!*
*PICKLE RICKY*
*REMEMBER APEX? PEPPERIDGE FARM REMEMBERS!*
*The shot cuts to the ringside commentary desk with Mark Markson and Hairy “The Hairstyles” Hotcakes. Bot men look excited, and Mark is ready to drop some tea right away. *
Markson: WELCOME EVERYONE TO FRIDAY NIGHT FURY! I hate to be abrupt but we have some footage from earlier tonight that has to be shared right away. Roll the footage.
*The scene cuts to Peter Vaughn walking toward the entrance of the Lightning Plex. As he gets to the door the two security guards step in front of the door and holds their hands up. *
Peter Vaughn: What do you two think you're doing? Do you know who I am?
*The two security guards look at each other a bit nervous, and Vaughn just shakes his head and begins to press through them to the door when the door flies open and there stands Charles O'Patrick, Cannon Gunner, and a slew of security officers. Vaughn takes a few steps back as nearly ten different men exit the door. *
Charles O'Patrick: Petty, you've been barred from the arena. Now, unless you want to serve some HARD TIME... I'd suggest you leave the premises.
Peter Vaughn: DID YOU JUST CALL ME PETTY!?!
*Vaughn throws his bag down and steps toward the much larger C.O.P, but as he does, Cannon Gunner, and the security guards all step to the side of Charles. Vaughn stops and looks at all the men in front of him. Vaughn scoffs, grabs his bag, and walks off as the scene fades back to the arena where Steve Cotton stands ready to announce the opening match. *
Steve Cotton: Introducing first, at a total combined… WHAT THE HE!!!
*Steve Cotton jumps back to the corner of the ring as electricity appears in the middle of the ring. Suddenly, a giant phone booth appears in the middle of the TPW ring. The booth opens slowly and a cloud of smoke rolls out. From the booth step Tristan Slater, Mac Bane, and Death. As they step out the phone booth disappears again. The shot cuts back to Steve Cotton who looks utterly shocked.
Suddenly, "Look In My Eyes" By Obie Trice begins to play over the PA causing the fans to go from a shocked silence to a boo. The shot cuts to Clyde getting hyped. Clyde pulls the black curtain from out of his way and walks to the top of the stage and hit his signature dance to entertain the crowd. Clyde’s music fades out and Fred Debonair’s music begins to play. The arena lights go black and the video begins to play. Once the lyrics start, Fred Debonair steps out through the curtains and stands on the ramp as the place erupts into a chorus of boos and jeers.
Fred closes his eyes, soaking up the hate as he puts his hands out and wiggles his fingers in a motion signifying he wants the crowd to keep it up. Laughing he makes his day down to the ring with Clyde by his side laughing as well. *
Steve Cotton: Introducing the opponents, at a total combined weight of 441lbs, they are Fred Debonair, and Clyde Newton… THE MECCA OF PRO WRESTLING!!!
*Fred and Clyde rolls under the bottom ropes and begins posing in opposite corners as the crowd loudly boos both men. *
Hotcakes: Fred and Clyde look pretty confident, but Mac and Tristan literally have death with them.
Markson: You know that isn’t really death, but just an actor portraying death, right?
Hotcakes: Are you kidding me? Nothing is faked, fixed, or phony in this sport.
*The bell sounds as Mac and Fred start out for their teams. The two men lock up, with Mac’s obvious size advantage coming into play as he drives them both back into a neutral corner. The referee, Dizzy Dan, calls for the break, and Mac steps back, his hands raised. But Fred decides to take advantage of the situation, coming out of the corner and blistering Mac across the chest with a chop! Mac steps back, feeling the pain, but it is quickly pushed to the side as he comes back in, nailing Fred with a shot of his own! He gets Fred back in the corner, punching away, as Fred tries to cover up from the assault!*
Markson: Mac Bane isn’t the kind of guy you want to tick off early, Harry.
Hotcakes: I’ll say. Mac’s a true Texan at heart, and you know they always say Don’t Mess With Texas!
*Mac is landing some knee strikes in the corner, working Fred over, as his teammate cheers him on. Clyde looks concerned, ready to come in if needed. For now, though, he holds off, as Mac drags Fred out of the corner and lifts him up on his shoulder, preparing for a big maneuver. He turns towards Tristan, pointing at him, before taking a few steps forward… but Fred manages to readjust, dropping behind Mac and yanking him backwards, scoring a reverse underhook DDT! Mac’s stunned, as Fred rolls to the side, catching his breath. He starts to get up, kicking a few times at Mac, as Clyde instantly starts wanting a tag.*
Markson: You can never take away from the skill of Debonair inside the squared circle. It’s how he’s won over some truly great opponents in the world of wrestling.
Hotcakes: I’m still not a fan of his attitude, but I’ll begrudgingly give him the credit he’s due. The man’s got talent.
*Fred manages to get Mac up, taking him over towards their corner. Mac tries to fight free, pushing Fred away, but Fred comes right back in, getting in a quick eye gouge that temporarily blinds the big man. Fred then tags Clyde in, with the two men immediately getting Mac into the corner, simultaneously kicking away at him. They then back off, with Fred grabbing Clyde by the arm in order to whip him forward, giving him more momentum as he hits a running knee in the corner on Mac!! With Fred finally leaving the ring, Clyde pulls Mac away from the ropes and makes the first cover of the match, hanging onto the leg.
One!
Two!
And Mac kicks out immediately after two, staying in the contest for his team.*
Hotcakes: The ref let Fred stay in there way too long. It’s a five count, this ref is lucky that Death doesn’t just snatch him up right here.
Markson: You know as well as I do that some teams will push those limits to the breaking point, if it gives them the edge!
*With Mac still down, Clyde stays on him, applying an armbar submission. He works away, trying to keep Mac down, as the ref leans in to check on any possible submission. But Dizzy Dan notices Tristan starting to step through the ropes, potentially to try a save, so he leaves the action, admonishing Tristan to get back to his tag rope. At the same moment, Clyde releases his hold and rolls out of the ring, even as Fred comes in, immediately reapplying the armbar and adding in a neck submission! When the ref finally turns back around, Fred’s firmly in place, and although Dizzy Dan looks confused, he lets it go.*
Hotcakes: Oh, c’mon, Dizzy!
Markson: For all he knows, a legal tag took place.
Hotcakes: What Dizzy knows couldn’t even fill a notepad.
*Fred tries to continue the submission, but Mac starts working his way up, fighting back up to his knees, then getting to his feet. Sensing things turning, Fred tries to keep Mac in a headlock as he pulls over towards Clyde, trying to tag him in. But Mac suddenly lifts Fred into the air, holding him for a second before dropping backwards, slamming Fred down!! Both wrestlers stay on their backs for a few moments, trying to recover, as the crowd cheers for Mac. He sits up, rolling over to start pulling himself up, as Fred rolls to his side. He makes his way over to Clyde, reaching out and tagging him in. Clyde rushes through the ropes… but it’s too late, as Mac has managed to tag in Tristan!*
Markson: Hot tag to Slater!
Hotcakes: This is NOT what Clyde & Fred wanted!
Markson: But it’s perfect for Bane & Slater!
*Steve Cotton jumps back to the corner of the ring as electricity appears in the middle of the ring. Suddenly, a giant phone booth appears in the middle of the TPW ring. The booth opens slowly and a cloud of smoke rolls out. From the booth step Tristan Slater, Mac Bane, and Death. As they step out the phone booth disappears again. The shot cuts back to Steve Cotton who looks utterly shocked.
Suddenly, "Look In My Eyes" By Obie Trice begins to play over the PA causing the fans to go from a shocked silence to a boo. The shot cuts to Clyde getting hyped. Clyde pulls the black curtain from out of his way and walks to the top of the stage and hit his signature dance to entertain the crowd. Clyde’s music fades out and Fred Debonair’s music begins to play. The arena lights go black and the video begins to play. Once the lyrics start, Fred Debonair steps out through the curtains and stands on the ramp as the place erupts into a chorus of boos and jeers.
Fred closes his eyes, soaking up the hate as he puts his hands out and wiggles his fingers in a motion signifying he wants the crowd to keep it up. Laughing he makes his day down to the ring with Clyde by his side laughing as well. *
Steve Cotton: Introducing the opponents, at a total combined weight of 441lbs, they are Fred Debonair, and Clyde Newton… THE MECCA OF PRO WRESTLING!!!
*Fred and Clyde rolls under the bottom ropes and begins posing in opposite corners as the crowd loudly boos both men. *
Hotcakes: Fred and Clyde look pretty confident, but Mac and Tristan literally have death with them.
Markson: You know that isn’t really death, but just an actor portraying death, right?
Hotcakes: Are you kidding me? Nothing is faked, fixed, or phony in this sport.
*The bell sounds as Mac and Fred start out for their teams. The two men lock up, with Mac’s obvious size advantage coming into play as he drives them both back into a neutral corner. The referee, Dizzy Dan, calls for the break, and Mac steps back, his hands raised. But Fred decides to take advantage of the situation, coming out of the corner and blistering Mac across the chest with a chop! Mac steps back, feeling the pain, but it is quickly pushed to the side as he comes back in, nailing Fred with a shot of his own! He gets Fred back in the corner, punching away, as Fred tries to cover up from the assault!*
Markson: Mac Bane isn’t the kind of guy you want to tick off early, Harry.
Hotcakes: I’ll say. Mac’s a true Texan at heart, and you know they always say Don’t Mess With Texas!
*Mac is landing some knee strikes in the corner, working Fred over, as his teammate cheers him on. Clyde looks concerned, ready to come in if needed. For now, though, he holds off, as Mac drags Fred out of the corner and lifts him up on his shoulder, preparing for a big maneuver. He turns towards Tristan, pointing at him, before taking a few steps forward… but Fred manages to readjust, dropping behind Mac and yanking him backwards, scoring a reverse underhook DDT! Mac’s stunned, as Fred rolls to the side, catching his breath. He starts to get up, kicking a few times at Mac, as Clyde instantly starts wanting a tag.*
Markson: You can never take away from the skill of Debonair inside the squared circle. It’s how he’s won over some truly great opponents in the world of wrestling.
Hotcakes: I’m still not a fan of his attitude, but I’ll begrudgingly give him the credit he’s due. The man’s got talent.
*Fred manages to get Mac up, taking him over towards their corner. Mac tries to fight free, pushing Fred away, but Fred comes right back in, getting in a quick eye gouge that temporarily blinds the big man. Fred then tags Clyde in, with the two men immediately getting Mac into the corner, simultaneously kicking away at him. They then back off, with Fred grabbing Clyde by the arm in order to whip him forward, giving him more momentum as he hits a running knee in the corner on Mac!! With Fred finally leaving the ring, Clyde pulls Mac away from the ropes and makes the first cover of the match, hanging onto the leg.
One!
Two!
And Mac kicks out immediately after two, staying in the contest for his team.*
Hotcakes: The ref let Fred stay in there way too long. It’s a five count, this ref is lucky that Death doesn’t just snatch him up right here.
Markson: You know as well as I do that some teams will push those limits to the breaking point, if it gives them the edge!
*With Mac still down, Clyde stays on him, applying an armbar submission. He works away, trying to keep Mac down, as the ref leans in to check on any possible submission. But Dizzy Dan notices Tristan starting to step through the ropes, potentially to try a save, so he leaves the action, admonishing Tristan to get back to his tag rope. At the same moment, Clyde releases his hold and rolls out of the ring, even as Fred comes in, immediately reapplying the armbar and adding in a neck submission! When the ref finally turns back around, Fred’s firmly in place, and although Dizzy Dan looks confused, he lets it go.*
Hotcakes: Oh, c’mon, Dizzy!
Markson: For all he knows, a legal tag took place.
Hotcakes: What Dizzy knows couldn’t even fill a notepad.
*Fred tries to continue the submission, but Mac starts working his way up, fighting back up to his knees, then getting to his feet. Sensing things turning, Fred tries to keep Mac in a headlock as he pulls over towards Clyde, trying to tag him in. But Mac suddenly lifts Fred into the air, holding him for a second before dropping backwards, slamming Fred down!! Both wrestlers stay on their backs for a few moments, trying to recover, as the crowd cheers for Mac. He sits up, rolling over to start pulling himself up, as Fred rolls to his side. He makes his way over to Clyde, reaching out and tagging him in. Clyde rushes through the ropes… but it’s too late, as Mac has managed to tag in Tristan!*
Markson: Hot tag to Slater!
Hotcakes: This is NOT what Clyde & Fred wanted!
Markson: But it’s perfect for Bane & Slater!
Hotcakes: And Death, don't forget death.
*Clyde rushes at Tristan, swinging, but Tristan just catches him, spinning him around to land a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! As Clyde bounces away in agony, Fred jumps back into the ring, rushing forward. But Tristan ducks his attack, twisting it into a Japanese armdrag! Tristan hops back up, seeing Clyde get back to his feet. Tristan’s right there, kicking Clyde in the gut and landing a double-arm DDT, putting him down! He goes for the cover, grabbing at the leg to hold Clyde in place as Dizzy Dan slides next to them.
One!
T- and Fred attacks again, breaking up the pin!*
Hotcakes: Get Debonair out of there, Dizzy!
Markson: To be fair, Dan only had two options, concentrate on Debonair or make the count.
Hotcakes: Here in TPW, we need our refs to multitask!
*Fred stomps away at Tristan, trying to keep the man down. But Mac is back now, grabbing Fred from behind and lifting him up, landing a quick atomic drop that sends Fred springing over the ropes and out to the floor! Mac goes to follow, ignoring the warnings of Dizzy Dan, who is trying to regain control of this one. Tristan, meanwhile, is back up, grabbing at a retreating Clyde… who kicks out behind him, catching Tristan with a low blow!! Tristan gasps, bending over, as Clyde quickly turns around, snapping off a discus punch to take Tristan to the mat! He covers, yelling at the ref, who quickly hurries back over.
One!
Two!
Th- But Tristan kicks out in time, keeping this match alive!*
Hotcakes: I don’t know if that kick was intentional or not, but Newton should be disqualified regardless!
Markson: A ref can only call what he sees, and Dizzy Dan’s back was turned.
Hotcakes: We really need to think about Instant Replay in wrestling.
Markson: … It would never work.
Hotcakes: Nah, you’re probably right.
*Clyde continues to take advantage of the situation, landing a few stiff shots on Tristan while on the mat. He eventually gets up, nodding to Fred before hauling Tristan up. He sets the man in place, looking to lift him up for a cross powerbomb! But Tristan fights out of it, catching Clyde under the chin with an uppercut, causing Clyde to stumble back into the ropes. When Clyde returns, Tristan latches onto him, getting him up and delivering a cradle piledriver!! All the wind is knocked out of Clyde, as Tristan stays on top, hanging on tightly as Dizzy Dan is there once more.
One!
Two!
The- and Clyde kicks out, making sure his shoulders are off the mat by rolling to his stomach!*
Markson: Slater nearly put this one away!
Hotcakes: Both he and Bane have held titles all over the world over the past decade, and they’re showing why!
Markson: They’ve still got to work as a team, though, if they want to advance…
*As if hearing Markson’s words, Tristan is already dragging Clyde over to their corner, tagging Mac in. Quickly, Mac, being fresh, sets Clyde up, lifting him into a powerbomb position. Tristan adds in a cutter on the way down, making a fierce double-team maneuver that shakes the ring! As Tristan heads back out of the ring, Mac makes the cover, trying to put Clyde away.
One!
Two!
But Fred rushes in, stomping on Mac’s back to break it up! The crowd boos, even as Fred backs off, raising his hands while facing the complaining referee. Mac, angered, comes after him, pushing Dizzy Dan out of the way in order to clothesline Fred right over the ropes! Fortunately for Fred, he lands on the apron, even as Mac turns back to a recovering Clyde… who jumps at him, going for a superkick!! But Mac catches the leg! He shakes his head at a startled Clyde, before yanking him in close and getting him in the air, setting up for the Branded (Shouten)!! But at the last second, Fred comes back in, cutting the legs out from Mac, saving Clyde, who lands on top for the pin!!
One!
Two!
And Tristan is there, kicking Clyde off of Mac! Fred immediately jumps at Tristan, with the two men beginning to brawl, as Dizzy Dan tries hopelessly to get them out of the ring!*
Markson: Things are starting to fall apart!
Hotcakes: I’m telling you, we need to hire giants as referees, so this doesn’t happen!
Markson: You know every giant we hire wants to actually wrestle. None of them want the striped shirt.
Hotcakes: But it would solve so much!!
*Tristan starts to take charge, landing some hard shots on Fred, driving him towards the corner. He starts to set Fred up for a Bridging German suplex out of the corner, but Clyde runs in from behind, leaping and landing a knee shot to Tristan’s back!! Tristan slumps forward, with Fred taking advantage by slipping out of there. He nods to Clyde, with the two men lifting Tristan up to the second turnbuckle, then turning, delivering a double-team back suplex off the turnbuckle!! Tristan rolls away, as Fred & Clyde get up, nodding to each other with big smiles on their faces. Those smiles are wiped out, though, as Mac comes flying in, clotheslining both of them!!*
Hotcakes: What a charge by Mac Bane!!
Markson: I’d never want to get run over by a guy his size!
Hotcakes: I never liked getting run over, period. It truly sucks, especially when it’s a vehicle of some sort. I remember one time when…
Markson: No time for flashbacks, Hotcakes, we’ve got to keep this one going!
*Mac is back up now, grabbing hold of Fred and Clyde and slamming them together face-first!! Clyde falls backwards, stunned, as Mac keeps Fred upright. He picks the wrestler up on his shoulders, holding him in a fireman’s carry position, as Tristan gets back to his feet. Seeing what’s happened, Tristan runs forward, catching Fred on the way down to land a neckbreaker/F-5 combo!! Fred’s badly stunned, as Tristan quickly reacts, locking in the Canadian Crossface!! Fred has nowhere to go, desperately fighting for freedom, as Mac turns to watch the recovering Clyde to prevent him from breaking it up. But both men are startled when Dizzy Dan grabs at Tristan’s arms, demanding that he let go!!*
Markson: Wait, what is the ref doing??
Hotcakes: Oh, dang it, Debonair isn’t the legal man, is he? And for that matter, neither is Slater!
Markson: So Dizzy Dan’s… actually doing something right?
*Hearing what the ref is saying, Tristan releases the submission hold, looking frustrated. He gets to his feet and turns towards Mac, starting to shrug… even as Clyde comes flying in, crashing into Tristan with Brooklyn’s Finest!!! The crowd, despite themselves, pops for the damaging move, as Tristan looks like he’s been cut in half!! He rolls to the side, ending up on the apron, even as Clyde jumps up to his feet. He turns towards Mac, who’s already rushing him, ready to go. The two brawlers fire away at each other, finding a last burst of adrenaline in this one as the crowd is on its feet, waiting to see who gets the next (and potentially last) advantage!*
Markson: It’s Muscle & Flow vs. The One-Man Wrecking Crew! The legal men are going at it!
Hotcakes: And advancement in the SEX Cup Tournament is in the balance!!
*Mac goes for a big right hook, but Clyde ducks under and catches Mac’s head and drops Mac with a reverse DDT. Clyde rolls to his corner to tag in Fred, ready for a combo move to finish off Mac. Clyde holds his hand out and Fred hops off the arpon. Clyde looks shocked as Fred stands on the outside looking at him. Clyde mouths “WHAT THE FRENCH TOAST!?!” while Fred gives him the hand gesture for “go fudge yourself”. Clyde looks absolutely shocked as he watches Fred walking up the entrance way to a round of boos. *
Markson: WHAT IS FRED DEBONAIR DOING!?!
Hotcakes: It looks like he has had enough of this match, he either fears Death or thinks he picked the wrong partner.
*Clyde shakes his head as he watches Fred. Suddenly, Tristan runs down the apron and nails a Yakuza kick to the side of Clyde’s head as Clyde stands in the corner. Clyde is staggered and appears out on his feet as he turns right into the Burn Out (Shouten) from Mac Bane. Mac makes the cover. *
1…
2…
3…
Steve Cotton: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS, ADVANCING TO THE QUARTERFINALS OF THE S.E.X CUP, TRISTAN SLATER AND MAC BANE!!!
*The crowd begins to cheer as Tristan Slater and Death raise Mac’s hands. The trio stand in the middle of the ring as the scene fades to a commercial break. *
One!
T- and Fred attacks again, breaking up the pin!*
Hotcakes: Get Debonair out of there, Dizzy!
Markson: To be fair, Dan only had two options, concentrate on Debonair or make the count.
Hotcakes: Here in TPW, we need our refs to multitask!
*Fred stomps away at Tristan, trying to keep the man down. But Mac is back now, grabbing Fred from behind and lifting him up, landing a quick atomic drop that sends Fred springing over the ropes and out to the floor! Mac goes to follow, ignoring the warnings of Dizzy Dan, who is trying to regain control of this one. Tristan, meanwhile, is back up, grabbing at a retreating Clyde… who kicks out behind him, catching Tristan with a low blow!! Tristan gasps, bending over, as Clyde quickly turns around, snapping off a discus punch to take Tristan to the mat! He covers, yelling at the ref, who quickly hurries back over.
One!
Two!
Th- But Tristan kicks out in time, keeping this match alive!*
Hotcakes: I don’t know if that kick was intentional or not, but Newton should be disqualified regardless!
Markson: A ref can only call what he sees, and Dizzy Dan’s back was turned.
Hotcakes: We really need to think about Instant Replay in wrestling.
Markson: … It would never work.
Hotcakes: Nah, you’re probably right.
*Clyde continues to take advantage of the situation, landing a few stiff shots on Tristan while on the mat. He eventually gets up, nodding to Fred before hauling Tristan up. He sets the man in place, looking to lift him up for a cross powerbomb! But Tristan fights out of it, catching Clyde under the chin with an uppercut, causing Clyde to stumble back into the ropes. When Clyde returns, Tristan latches onto him, getting him up and delivering a cradle piledriver!! All the wind is knocked out of Clyde, as Tristan stays on top, hanging on tightly as Dizzy Dan is there once more.
One!
Two!
The- and Clyde kicks out, making sure his shoulders are off the mat by rolling to his stomach!*
Markson: Slater nearly put this one away!
Hotcakes: Both he and Bane have held titles all over the world over the past decade, and they’re showing why!
Markson: They’ve still got to work as a team, though, if they want to advance…
*As if hearing Markson’s words, Tristan is already dragging Clyde over to their corner, tagging Mac in. Quickly, Mac, being fresh, sets Clyde up, lifting him into a powerbomb position. Tristan adds in a cutter on the way down, making a fierce double-team maneuver that shakes the ring! As Tristan heads back out of the ring, Mac makes the cover, trying to put Clyde away.
One!
Two!
But Fred rushes in, stomping on Mac’s back to break it up! The crowd boos, even as Fred backs off, raising his hands while facing the complaining referee. Mac, angered, comes after him, pushing Dizzy Dan out of the way in order to clothesline Fred right over the ropes! Fortunately for Fred, he lands on the apron, even as Mac turns back to a recovering Clyde… who jumps at him, going for a superkick!! But Mac catches the leg! He shakes his head at a startled Clyde, before yanking him in close and getting him in the air, setting up for the Branded (Shouten)!! But at the last second, Fred comes back in, cutting the legs out from Mac, saving Clyde, who lands on top for the pin!!
One!
Two!
And Tristan is there, kicking Clyde off of Mac! Fred immediately jumps at Tristan, with the two men beginning to brawl, as Dizzy Dan tries hopelessly to get them out of the ring!*
Markson: Things are starting to fall apart!
Hotcakes: I’m telling you, we need to hire giants as referees, so this doesn’t happen!
Markson: You know every giant we hire wants to actually wrestle. None of them want the striped shirt.
Hotcakes: But it would solve so much!!
*Tristan starts to take charge, landing some hard shots on Fred, driving him towards the corner. He starts to set Fred up for a Bridging German suplex out of the corner, but Clyde runs in from behind, leaping and landing a knee shot to Tristan’s back!! Tristan slumps forward, with Fred taking advantage by slipping out of there. He nods to Clyde, with the two men lifting Tristan up to the second turnbuckle, then turning, delivering a double-team back suplex off the turnbuckle!! Tristan rolls away, as Fred & Clyde get up, nodding to each other with big smiles on their faces. Those smiles are wiped out, though, as Mac comes flying in, clotheslining both of them!!*
Hotcakes: What a charge by Mac Bane!!
Markson: I’d never want to get run over by a guy his size!
Hotcakes: I never liked getting run over, period. It truly sucks, especially when it’s a vehicle of some sort. I remember one time when…
Markson: No time for flashbacks, Hotcakes, we’ve got to keep this one going!
*Mac is back up now, grabbing hold of Fred and Clyde and slamming them together face-first!! Clyde falls backwards, stunned, as Mac keeps Fred upright. He picks the wrestler up on his shoulders, holding him in a fireman’s carry position, as Tristan gets back to his feet. Seeing what’s happened, Tristan runs forward, catching Fred on the way down to land a neckbreaker/F-5 combo!! Fred’s badly stunned, as Tristan quickly reacts, locking in the Canadian Crossface!! Fred has nowhere to go, desperately fighting for freedom, as Mac turns to watch the recovering Clyde to prevent him from breaking it up. But both men are startled when Dizzy Dan grabs at Tristan’s arms, demanding that he let go!!*
Markson: Wait, what is the ref doing??
Hotcakes: Oh, dang it, Debonair isn’t the legal man, is he? And for that matter, neither is Slater!
Markson: So Dizzy Dan’s… actually doing something right?
*Hearing what the ref is saying, Tristan releases the submission hold, looking frustrated. He gets to his feet and turns towards Mac, starting to shrug… even as Clyde comes flying in, crashing into Tristan with Brooklyn’s Finest!!! The crowd, despite themselves, pops for the damaging move, as Tristan looks like he’s been cut in half!! He rolls to the side, ending up on the apron, even as Clyde jumps up to his feet. He turns towards Mac, who’s already rushing him, ready to go. The two brawlers fire away at each other, finding a last burst of adrenaline in this one as the crowd is on its feet, waiting to see who gets the next (and potentially last) advantage!*
Markson: It’s Muscle & Flow vs. The One-Man Wrecking Crew! The legal men are going at it!
Hotcakes: And advancement in the SEX Cup Tournament is in the balance!!
*Mac goes for a big right hook, but Clyde ducks under and catches Mac’s head and drops Mac with a reverse DDT. Clyde rolls to his corner to tag in Fred, ready for a combo move to finish off Mac. Clyde holds his hand out and Fred hops off the arpon. Clyde looks shocked as Fred stands on the outside looking at him. Clyde mouths “WHAT THE FRENCH TOAST!?!” while Fred gives him the hand gesture for “go fudge yourself”. Clyde looks absolutely shocked as he watches Fred walking up the entrance way to a round of boos. *
Markson: WHAT IS FRED DEBONAIR DOING!?!
Hotcakes: It looks like he has had enough of this match, he either fears Death or thinks he picked the wrong partner.
*Clyde shakes his head as he watches Fred. Suddenly, Tristan runs down the apron and nails a Yakuza kick to the side of Clyde’s head as Clyde stands in the corner. Clyde is staggered and appears out on his feet as he turns right into the Burn Out (Shouten) from Mac Bane. Mac makes the cover. *
1…
2…
3…
Steve Cotton: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS, ADVANCING TO THE QUARTERFINALS OF THE S.E.X CUP, TRISTAN SLATER AND MAC BANE!!!
*The crowd begins to cheer as Tristan Slater and Death raise Mac’s hands. The trio stand in the middle of the ring as the scene fades to a commercial break. *
*The shot returns from commercial break to the live crowd in the Lightning Plex. The lights in the arena dim and the TerryTron lights up with the following title card:
Somewhere in America
A passenger train cuts through a thick fog in the dead middle of the night. The lights inside the train are all dim to facilitate sleeping passengers but one car is lit in red and this is where 999 can be found. His face is pitch black underneath his large hood. The red lights start to flash as 999 utters his first words. *
999: Your broadcast tonight is interrupted for a brief message. Call it a warning of things to come. Thunder Pro Wrestling, I am on my way to you and I am hungry. I am hungry to begin taking away the things that you hold near and dear to your hearts. Your security is gone. Your safety is gone. This fun and cheerful place will soon be reduced to misery when I sink my claws into it and inject a dose of raw reality.
Conductor: It appears we're having some electrical issues with the lighting system in this train. Please stand by and we will have the issue resolved.
*The speed of the flickering red light increases.*
999: The wrestling world turns its attention to Thunder Pro Wrestling as premiere talent from all around the world compete for duos glory in the S.E.X. Cup and what better time unleash my storm than now. The sunny Clearwater skies will disappear and become obscured by the dark storm clouds that I bring with me. Thunder will rock this company as I make my way through and take, take, take.
*The entire train starts shaking as the flashing red lights begin to lose power one by one. *
999: Hold on tight, Thunder Pro Wrestling. It's always the brightest before the dark.
I am the dark.
I am reality.
I am loss.
I am 999.
Somewhere in America
A passenger train cuts through a thick fog in the dead middle of the night. The lights inside the train are all dim to facilitate sleeping passengers but one car is lit in red and this is where 999 can be found. His face is pitch black underneath his large hood. The red lights start to flash as 999 utters his first words. *
999: Your broadcast tonight is interrupted for a brief message. Call it a warning of things to come. Thunder Pro Wrestling, I am on my way to you and I am hungry. I am hungry to begin taking away the things that you hold near and dear to your hearts. Your security is gone. Your safety is gone. This fun and cheerful place will soon be reduced to misery when I sink my claws into it and inject a dose of raw reality.
Conductor: It appears we're having some electrical issues with the lighting system in this train. Please stand by and we will have the issue resolved.
*The speed of the flickering red light increases.*
999: The wrestling world turns its attention to Thunder Pro Wrestling as premiere talent from all around the world compete for duos glory in the S.E.X. Cup and what better time unleash my storm than now. The sunny Clearwater skies will disappear and become obscured by the dark storm clouds that I bring with me. Thunder will rock this company as I make my way through and take, take, take.
*The entire train starts shaking as the flashing red lights begin to lose power one by one. *
999: Hold on tight, Thunder Pro Wrestling. It's always the brightest before the dark.
I am the dark.
I am reality.
I am loss.
I am 999.
*The screen is filled with a shot of a mysterious figure. *
*The shot fades from the figure to Terry Marshall’s office. The crowd instantly pops at the familiar sight of Terry’s office and desk. The chair is turned with the back to the camera. The chair slowly turns, and the crowd is stunned and confused by the person sitting there. The man is much smaller than Terry Marshall, and while he also has long blond hair, he has a full head of it. The man smiles as graphic scrolls across the bottom of the screen that reads.
“Alexander Marshall”
Alexander smiles, but not a bright happy smile, just a welcoming and reassuring smile. He folds his hands in front of him on top of the desk and begins to speak with a friendly, yet firm tone. *
Alexander Marshall: Hello Thunderamaniacs. I know my face is unfamiliar to you all, but I am familiar with all of you. I am Alexander Marshall, Terry’s younger brother. I am here to deliver an update on Terry’s medical condition and give you all an update on the Peter Vaughn situation.
Terry is at his Huntington, West Virginia home recovering from a concussion and under going protocols to ensure that he does not suffer any post-concussion downward spirals. If everything goes well Terry should be back in this office before RetroMania. Until Terry returns, I will be acting as the DOT, director of talent. I have temporary medical power of attorney and Terry, along with others who have a financial interest in Thunder Pro, felt that coupled with my in-ring and behind-the-scenes experience in the sport made me the best candidate for this position.
My first order of business was to suspend Peter Vaughn…indefinitely. As you have already witnessed Peter is barred from the Lightning Plex and all venues associated with Thunder Pro. Not only has Peter Vaughn been suspended, but his payout from Thunder In Paradise Two will be withheld to compensate Terry Marshall for his medical bills, as well as pain and suffering.
*The crowd pops, and begins chanting "PETE FUDGED UP! PETE FUDGED UP!", because even the TPW crowd knows the "F-word" doesn't fly around here brother. Alexander smirks as he waits for the crowd to die down. *
Alexander Marshall: Next on my list of reprimands, The Malvados. The Malvados have stated they will not compete in the S.E.X Cup. Well, if the Malvados refuse to participate they will….
*Marshall is interrupted by the ringing of a phone, and not a cell phone chime, but an old-school corded phone. Alexander looks around confused, wondering where the ringing is coming from. Alexander looks down and opens the bottom drawer of the desk and finds a giant red phone. Alexander picks the base of the phone up and sits it on the desk, and answers. *
Alexander Marshall: Hello?
Cannon Gunner: Peter Vaughn is going crazy out here. We might need….
*Gunner screams as a giant crash is heard. The shot cuts from Marshall’s office to outside of the Lightning Plex. We see Gunner down on the ground, holding the back of his head, with the large dumpster behind him looking significantly dented. Gunner isn’t much better. The camera moves to show Peter Vaughn, who is currently swinging his giant wrench around, taking out another security guard!! There are bodies strewn about, showing how chaotic it has been over the last few minutes. Vaughn, breathing heavily, turns and faces another guard, who opts for the safer move and runs off without another word.*
Peter Vaughn: Smart. At least one of you… is smart!
*Vaughn looks to the side, seeing where Gunner is still trying to recover. As Gunner pushes off the ground, working to rise, Vaughn is right there, grabbing him and delivering Revenged on the concrete!! Gunner is out cold, as Vaughn stands over him, showing no remorse.*
Peter Vaughn: You try and block me? From MY fed?? You deserve worse, Cannon…
*After a second, Vaughn starts walking away backwards, still staring over at Gunner. He finally turns, making his way over to what appears to be a tow truck, its engine idling. Vaughn steps to the back, grabbing the hook and pulling, bringing it with him as he turns around.*
Markson: What on earth is Vaughn doing??
Hotcakes: He’s losing his mind, that’s what! Someone get Gunner out of there, Vaughn’s got bad intentions!
*Vaughn has made his way back over to where Gunner is laying, swinging the tow rope back and forth to gain momentum. He scowls at Gunner, seemingly moving his way… but then turns, moving instead over to the TPW Logo, prominently displayed outside of the Lightning Plex!! Vaughn quickly twirls the hook and rope around the logo, showing his expertise, as the crowd can be heard booing heavily.*
Markson: I’m thankful that it’s not Gunner getting hooked, but Vaughn’s got other evil intentions in mind!
Hotcakes: Not the logo! That’s Terry’s pride and joy! He had that designed personally for our arena!
*The cameraman moves out of the way, knowing something bad is coming, as Vaughn hops into the tow truck. He revs the engine, managing to peel out the tow truck away from the building. The line quickly goes taut, with the logo immediately getting yanked off, crashing to the ground!! It skids, somehow staying upright, before the tow truck comes to a stop.*
Hotcakes: Damn it, Vaughn!!
Markson: Add property damage to the list!
*Vaughn gets back out of the truck, this time carrying a heavy ax in his hands. One of the recovering guards, seeing it, lets out an unmanly scream and starts crawling away, but Vaughn only has eyes for the logo. He leans over it, glaring down at the three letters before him.*
Peter Vaughn: Terry… Terry…. TERRY!!
*The ax is raised up, above Vaughn’s head.*
Hotcakes: No!! Don’t do it!!
*Having no way to hear Hotcakes’ plea, Vaughn brings the ax down at a blistering speed… chopping off the T!!! The logo splits into two pieces, with Vaughn quickly kicking the T away from him, as if socking Terry Marshall in the balls. Vaughn’s not done, though, as he turns and, with another yell, brings the ax down again, this time chopping through part of the W!! The piece is kicked away again, as Vaughn suddenly leans on the ax, his rage seemingly finally spent… for now. He turns, spying the cameraman that’s still somehow brave enough to keep filming him.*
Peter Vaughn: You… you be sure to pass on this message to the Marshalls. You make sure to remind them… that TPW… was built… on MY shoulders. This is MY company! It will ALWAYS be my company!! Never…. Forget!!
*Vaughn picks up the ax again, causing the cameraman to wince, but he simply walks away to the tow truck, departing quickly before any more reinforcements can arrive. The camera turns, focusing on what’s left of the logo… which looks remarkably like “PV”. We fade away to another quick commercial break. *
*The scene returns from commercial break to the back hall where we see the American Champion, Nova Skye roaming the halls, slamming doors open, her eyes focused and a frown affixed to her face, clearly hunting something… or someone. *
Markson: Looks like Nova Skye is making good on her word to hunt down Jay C. Phoenix.
Hotcakes: He did steal her dog, if someone stole my Cockatoo I'd be hunting them down too.
Markson: The two went back and forth on social media recently, and speaking of social media, it is time for 6G to step into the TPW ring for the first time ever.
Markson: Looks like Nova Skye is making good on her word to hunt down Jay C. Phoenix.
Hotcakes: He did steal her dog, if someone stole my Cockatoo I'd be hunting them down too.
Markson: The two went back and forth on social media recently, and speaking of social media, it is time for 6G to step into the TPW ring for the first time ever.
*The shot transitions form Nova Skye searching the hallway to Steve Cotton standing in the ring. *
Steve Cotton: The following contest is a … S.E.X CUP MATCH!!! Introducing first, at the total combined weight of 404lbs, represented tonight by Tech and Spade, this is… THE CONVENTICLE!!!
*The lights dim down as Through It All begins to play through the arena. From behind the curtain the three men all walk out to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Tech is hopping up and down with the energy of a thousand Red Bulls, Spade rolls his neck and leads the pack towards the ring. Mash simply looks forward with his eyes focused on the ring.
Tech runs towards the ring and slides under the bottom rope as Spade follows behind him. Mash grabs the top rope and uses it to pull himself up to the apron, and he steps over the top rope. All three men stand in the middle of the ring and raise their left hands into the sky. The two ready for the match prep for the match as the third man exits the ring and watches from the outside. *
Steve Cotton: AND THEIR OPPOENTS! Weighing in at a total combined weight of 242lbs, this is the team of Sloane Taylor, and Jennie Fenix, they are…. 6G!!!
* “Call Me” by In This Moment begins to play over the PA and the crowd begins cheering. Multi-color lights flash over the stage settling on pink, Sloane & Fenix emerging from the back full of energy and all smiles. They stop on the stage and look around at the crowd, taking it all in before starting off down the ramp.
Both women greet the crowd, slapping hands and posing for quick selfies with the fans before rushing the ring. Both women slide in under the bottom rope and spring to their feet, dancing around the ring and playing to the crowd, hyping them until the music fades.*
Markson: It looks like Tech and Spade will be representing The Conventicle here tonight.
Hotcakes: Smart game plan, save the big man Mash for the deeper rounds of the tournament.
Markson: Isn’t this freebird rule kind of ucerping the rules of tag team wrestling?
Hotcakes: I mean no one else asked to do it, that is on them.
*The lager Spade starts the match off against Fenix. Spade goes for a lock up, but Fenix ducks under, quickly spins around and lands a hard kick to the knee of Spade. Spade takes a step back shaking the kick off and charges agan at Fenix. Fenix side steps and takes Spade down with a drop toe hold, and stays on him spinning into a headlock. Spade doesn’t stay down long though and powers to his feet. Spaee grabs Fenix and throws her up, and backward with a release belly-to-back, but Fenix flips through and lands on her feet. Spade spins around into a monkey flip attempt from Fenix. Spade uses his sizeoes and power though to block the move, and instead throws Fenix off of him.
Fenix lands on her feet, and Spade looks surprised but quickly goes back to angry. Spade charges with a clothesline, and Fenix rolls under it, popping to her feet and quickly tagging in Taylor. Taylor quickly hops into the ring and then slingshots herself to the top rope and comes off with a Springboard pele kick to the head of the charging Spade. *
Markson: WHAT A MANUVER!!!
Hotcakes: I tink I’m in love.
Markson: Isn’t she a little young for you?
Hotcakes: What? No, not Sloane Taylor. I’m talking about this ICE POP flavorured PRIME energy drink.
Markson: UUUGGGHHHH!!!
*Spade has rolled to his corner and tags in Tech. Tech gets into the ring and shakes his head in joy to mix it up with the sky queen. Taylor and Tech go to lock up, but Tech quickly scoops her legs taking Taylor down. Tech goes for a standing moonsault, but Taylor rolls out of the way and to her feet. Tech lands on his feet, but looks up to see Taylor going for a hurriconrana. Tech catches Taylor and flips her backward onto her feet. As soon as Taylor lands Tech leaps up with a hurriconrana of his own, taking Taylor over. Taylor rolls through though into a sit out pin on Tech, and referee Wallace drops.
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Tech kicks out, rolling right to his feet. Tech hits a drop kick to the seat Taylor dropping her, and rolls right up to his feet. Tech hits the ropes and comes back with a running shooting star press, but Taylor spins to her feet leaving Tech to land on his face. Tech pushes himself to all fours quickly, but as he does Taylor jumps onto his back with a double foot stomp, and then jumps off his back and comes down with a shooting star press onto the back of Tech. *
Markson: WOW! What incredible high flying action.
Hotcakes: Kids these days, I dare them to grab a hold.
*Taylor grabs Tech in a headlock and pulls him to her corner where she tags in Fenix. As she is tagging in Fenix, Tech shoves Taylor off into the turnbuckles, but Taylor jumps onto the middle turnbuckle and moonsaults over the head of Tech. Tech spins around into a sueprkick from Taylor that drops Tech. Taylor grabs Tech’s legs, spins him around, and then Taylor slingshots Tech into Jennie hitting a Genocide Kick. Tech goes down, Taylor rolls out of the ring nad Fenix makes the cover. *
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KICKOUT!
Markson: OH MY! I thought Tech was done for after those vicious kicks.
Hotcakes: Them chicks do some impressive kicks. HAHA!
Markson: Your jokes get worse with each passing week,
*Fenix takes a few steps back as Tech starts getting to his feet. As Tech gets up Fenix goes for a rolling clothesline, but as she comes up Tech nails her in the race with a standing drop kick. As Fenix staggers back toward the ropes Mash reaches up pulling the top rope down and Fenix tumbles over the top rope to the outside. Referee Wallace didn’t see Mash pull the ropes, but she begins yelling at him. Mash holds his hands up and back away as Fenix begins getting to her feet. As Fenix pulls herself up Tech charges and flies through the ropes with a suicide dive onto Fenix, bending her back over the security railing. *
Markson: OH, that looked sick.
Hotcakes: Good grief, the human back isn’t suppoed to bend like that.
*Tech grabs Fenix and rolls her into the ring. Tech hops to the apron, springs to the top rope and comes off with a splash, but as he comes down Fenix sticks her boot up and Tech’s chin lands across it. Tech falls back, but falls into his corner where Spade makes he tag. Fenix begins crawling toward her corner, but as she is within reach of Taylor, Spade grabs Fenix by the foot and drags her back to the middle of the ring, and drops a quick elbow on her.
Spade rolls to his feet and immediately grabs Fenix by the hair pulling her up. Spade steps to the side of Fenix, lifts her up and drops her across his knee with a back breaker. Spade shoves Fenix off his knee, and onto her stomach. Spade drives both knees into the back of Fenix, crosses her ankles, hooks her under the chin and rolls her back into a surf board. *
Markson: Spade is just going right in on the back of Jennie Fenix.
Hotcakes: That’s the smart thing to do Mark, when you see a weakness or injury of an opponent, you attack it.
*Referee Wallace checks with Fenix, and she refuses. Fenix pulls at the fingers of Spade, breaking his grip. Fenix spins her body and comes down on top of Spade and goes for a quick pin, but doesn’t even get a 1 count. Spade kicks out and rolls to his feet as Fenix is trying to get up. Spade grabs her and goes for a scoop slam, but Fenix slides down Spade’s back. Fenix fires a hard kick to the back of Spade’s knee dropping him to a knee.
Fenix spins around Spade, hooking him for a kneeling DDT, but Spade exlpodes from his knee, hooking Fenix as he does and takes her over with a northern lights suplex. Spade holds on and bridges for the pin. *
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KICKOUT!
Markon: Jennie Fenix showing some true toughness and grit with that kickout.
Hotcakes: Spade threw that girl like a sack of potatoes.
Markson: A sack of potatoes? How old are you Harry?
Hotcakes: Old enough to know better, but still too young to care.
*Spade whips Fenix into his corner where she hits the turnbuckles hard. Spade charges in with a hard clothesline in the corner, and then snapmares Fenix to her back before he tags in Tech. Tech immediately goes to the top rope. Tech comes off with a top rope leg drop, but Fenix rolls out of the way and Tech lands hard on his butt. Tech is in shock holding his tail bone as Fenix begins crawling toward her corner. The fans begin to come alive with cheers as Fenix gets closer and closer to Taylor. As Taylor reaches her hand out and Fneix begins to reach for it Mash jumps onto the apron causing Referee Wallace to begin yelling at him.
Fenix makes the tag to Taylor and she jumps into the ring and heads right for Tech. As Taylor gets into the ring, Mash hops off the apron, and Ref Wallace turns to see Taylor in the ring and begins ordering her out. With the ref distracted by Taylor, Mash smashes Fenix in the face with a massive right hand, and Tech grabs Fenix and pulls her back to his corner as Taylor begrudgingly gets out of the ring. *
Markson: This is ridiculous. The Conventicle are using the numbers to their advantage.
Hotcakes: I’ve always thought tag matches should have two referees. Double the wrestlers, double the referees.
Markson: That actually isn’t a terrible idea.
*Tech whips Fenix into the corner and follows up with a running dropkick into the corner. Fenix appears to be out on her feet, as Tech plays to the crowd that boos him. Tech smirks as he grabs Fenix and whips her across the ring again. Tech runs behind Fenix, but Fenix counters with a Corner Springboard Jumping High Kick that drops Tech. Both competitors are down on the mat, Tech holding his jaw and Fenix holding her back. Fenix begins slowly crawling to her corner as Tech tries to shake the cobwebs free. *
Markson: I got a feeling things are about to get hot here in the Lightning Plex.
Hotcakes: ME TOO BROTHER! I love the pop of a good hot tag.
*Tech rolls to his corner and tags in Spade. Spade hops into the ring and begins running toward Fenix, but Fenix lunges forward and tags Taylor. Taylor springs to the top turnbuckle and leaps off with a missile dropkick that drops Spade. Taylor knips up to see Tech charing at her. Taylor runs back at Tech and catches him with the Silver Lining (standing Spanish Fly).
*The lights dim down as Through It All begins to play through the arena. From behind the curtain the three men all walk out to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Tech is hopping up and down with the energy of a thousand Red Bulls, Spade rolls his neck and leads the pack towards the ring. Mash simply looks forward with his eyes focused on the ring.
Tech runs towards the ring and slides under the bottom rope as Spade follows behind him. Mash grabs the top rope and uses it to pull himself up to the apron, and he steps over the top rope. All three men stand in the middle of the ring and raise their left hands into the sky. The two ready for the match prep for the match as the third man exits the ring and watches from the outside. *
Steve Cotton: AND THEIR OPPOENTS! Weighing in at a total combined weight of 242lbs, this is the team of Sloane Taylor, and Jennie Fenix, they are…. 6G!!!
* “Call Me” by In This Moment begins to play over the PA and the crowd begins cheering. Multi-color lights flash over the stage settling on pink, Sloane & Fenix emerging from the back full of energy and all smiles. They stop on the stage and look around at the crowd, taking it all in before starting off down the ramp.
Both women greet the crowd, slapping hands and posing for quick selfies with the fans before rushing the ring. Both women slide in under the bottom rope and spring to their feet, dancing around the ring and playing to the crowd, hyping them until the music fades.*
Markson: It looks like Tech and Spade will be representing The Conventicle here tonight.
Hotcakes: Smart game plan, save the big man Mash for the deeper rounds of the tournament.
Markson: Isn’t this freebird rule kind of ucerping the rules of tag team wrestling?
Hotcakes: I mean no one else asked to do it, that is on them.
*The lager Spade starts the match off against Fenix. Spade goes for a lock up, but Fenix ducks under, quickly spins around and lands a hard kick to the knee of Spade. Spade takes a step back shaking the kick off and charges agan at Fenix. Fenix side steps and takes Spade down with a drop toe hold, and stays on him spinning into a headlock. Spade doesn’t stay down long though and powers to his feet. Spaee grabs Fenix and throws her up, and backward with a release belly-to-back, but Fenix flips through and lands on her feet. Spade spins around into a monkey flip attempt from Fenix. Spade uses his sizeoes and power though to block the move, and instead throws Fenix off of him.
Fenix lands on her feet, and Spade looks surprised but quickly goes back to angry. Spade charges with a clothesline, and Fenix rolls under it, popping to her feet and quickly tagging in Taylor. Taylor quickly hops into the ring and then slingshots herself to the top rope and comes off with a Springboard pele kick to the head of the charging Spade. *
Markson: WHAT A MANUVER!!!
Hotcakes: I tink I’m in love.
Markson: Isn’t she a little young for you?
Hotcakes: What? No, not Sloane Taylor. I’m talking about this ICE POP flavorured PRIME energy drink.
Markson: UUUGGGHHHH!!!
*Spade has rolled to his corner and tags in Tech. Tech gets into the ring and shakes his head in joy to mix it up with the sky queen. Taylor and Tech go to lock up, but Tech quickly scoops her legs taking Taylor down. Tech goes for a standing moonsault, but Taylor rolls out of the way and to her feet. Tech lands on his feet, but looks up to see Taylor going for a hurriconrana. Tech catches Taylor and flips her backward onto her feet. As soon as Taylor lands Tech leaps up with a hurriconrana of his own, taking Taylor over. Taylor rolls through though into a sit out pin on Tech, and referee Wallace drops.
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Tech kicks out, rolling right to his feet. Tech hits a drop kick to the seat Taylor dropping her, and rolls right up to his feet. Tech hits the ropes and comes back with a running shooting star press, but Taylor spins to her feet leaving Tech to land on his face. Tech pushes himself to all fours quickly, but as he does Taylor jumps onto his back with a double foot stomp, and then jumps off his back and comes down with a shooting star press onto the back of Tech. *
Markson: WOW! What incredible high flying action.
Hotcakes: Kids these days, I dare them to grab a hold.
*Taylor grabs Tech in a headlock and pulls him to her corner where she tags in Fenix. As she is tagging in Fenix, Tech shoves Taylor off into the turnbuckles, but Taylor jumps onto the middle turnbuckle and moonsaults over the head of Tech. Tech spins around into a sueprkick from Taylor that drops Tech. Taylor grabs Tech’s legs, spins him around, and then Taylor slingshots Tech into Jennie hitting a Genocide Kick. Tech goes down, Taylor rolls out of the ring nad Fenix makes the cover. *
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KICKOUT!
Markson: OH MY! I thought Tech was done for after those vicious kicks.
Hotcakes: Them chicks do some impressive kicks. HAHA!
Markson: Your jokes get worse with each passing week,
*Fenix takes a few steps back as Tech starts getting to his feet. As Tech gets up Fenix goes for a rolling clothesline, but as she comes up Tech nails her in the race with a standing drop kick. As Fenix staggers back toward the ropes Mash reaches up pulling the top rope down and Fenix tumbles over the top rope to the outside. Referee Wallace didn’t see Mash pull the ropes, but she begins yelling at him. Mash holds his hands up and back away as Fenix begins getting to her feet. As Fenix pulls herself up Tech charges and flies through the ropes with a suicide dive onto Fenix, bending her back over the security railing. *
Markson: OH, that looked sick.
Hotcakes: Good grief, the human back isn’t suppoed to bend like that.
*Tech grabs Fenix and rolls her into the ring. Tech hops to the apron, springs to the top rope and comes off with a splash, but as he comes down Fenix sticks her boot up and Tech’s chin lands across it. Tech falls back, but falls into his corner where Spade makes he tag. Fenix begins crawling toward her corner, but as she is within reach of Taylor, Spade grabs Fenix by the foot and drags her back to the middle of the ring, and drops a quick elbow on her.
Spade rolls to his feet and immediately grabs Fenix by the hair pulling her up. Spade steps to the side of Fenix, lifts her up and drops her across his knee with a back breaker. Spade shoves Fenix off his knee, and onto her stomach. Spade drives both knees into the back of Fenix, crosses her ankles, hooks her under the chin and rolls her back into a surf board. *
Markson: Spade is just going right in on the back of Jennie Fenix.
Hotcakes: That’s the smart thing to do Mark, when you see a weakness or injury of an opponent, you attack it.
*Referee Wallace checks with Fenix, and she refuses. Fenix pulls at the fingers of Spade, breaking his grip. Fenix spins her body and comes down on top of Spade and goes for a quick pin, but doesn’t even get a 1 count. Spade kicks out and rolls to his feet as Fenix is trying to get up. Spade grabs her and goes for a scoop slam, but Fenix slides down Spade’s back. Fenix fires a hard kick to the back of Spade’s knee dropping him to a knee.
Fenix spins around Spade, hooking him for a kneeling DDT, but Spade exlpodes from his knee, hooking Fenix as he does and takes her over with a northern lights suplex. Spade holds on and bridges for the pin. *
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KICKOUT!
Markon: Jennie Fenix showing some true toughness and grit with that kickout.
Hotcakes: Spade threw that girl like a sack of potatoes.
Markson: A sack of potatoes? How old are you Harry?
Hotcakes: Old enough to know better, but still too young to care.
*Spade whips Fenix into his corner where she hits the turnbuckles hard. Spade charges in with a hard clothesline in the corner, and then snapmares Fenix to her back before he tags in Tech. Tech immediately goes to the top rope. Tech comes off with a top rope leg drop, but Fenix rolls out of the way and Tech lands hard on his butt. Tech is in shock holding his tail bone as Fenix begins crawling toward her corner. The fans begin to come alive with cheers as Fenix gets closer and closer to Taylor. As Taylor reaches her hand out and Fneix begins to reach for it Mash jumps onto the apron causing Referee Wallace to begin yelling at him.
Fenix makes the tag to Taylor and she jumps into the ring and heads right for Tech. As Taylor gets into the ring, Mash hops off the apron, and Ref Wallace turns to see Taylor in the ring and begins ordering her out. With the ref distracted by Taylor, Mash smashes Fenix in the face with a massive right hand, and Tech grabs Fenix and pulls her back to his corner as Taylor begrudgingly gets out of the ring. *
Markson: This is ridiculous. The Conventicle are using the numbers to their advantage.
Hotcakes: I’ve always thought tag matches should have two referees. Double the wrestlers, double the referees.
Markson: That actually isn’t a terrible idea.
*Tech whips Fenix into the corner and follows up with a running dropkick into the corner. Fenix appears to be out on her feet, as Tech plays to the crowd that boos him. Tech smirks as he grabs Fenix and whips her across the ring again. Tech runs behind Fenix, but Fenix counters with a Corner Springboard Jumping High Kick that drops Tech. Both competitors are down on the mat, Tech holding his jaw and Fenix holding her back. Fenix begins slowly crawling to her corner as Tech tries to shake the cobwebs free. *
Markson: I got a feeling things are about to get hot here in the Lightning Plex.
Hotcakes: ME TOO BROTHER! I love the pop of a good hot tag.
*Tech rolls to his corner and tags in Spade. Spade hops into the ring and begins running toward Fenix, but Fenix lunges forward and tags Taylor. Taylor springs to the top turnbuckle and leaps off with a missile dropkick that drops Spade. Taylor knips up to see Tech charing at her. Taylor runs back at Tech and catches him with the Silver Lining (standing Spanish Fly).
Taylor rolls to her feet to see Spade is getting up. Taylor spins quickly and rocks Spade with a discuss elbow. Spade is staggering but not down, but Taylor stays on the offensive by hitting the ropes and coming back to take Spade down with a slingblade. *
Markson: SLOANE TAYLOR IS A HOUSE OF FIRE!!!
Hotcakes: She’s hotter than that hot tag.
Markson: I KNEW IT!
Hotcakes: Knew what? She is a house of fire, you said so yourself.
*Taylor climbs the ropes and goes for the Head in the Clouds (double stomp moonsault), but Spade rolls into the corner and Taylor lands on her feet, but seems to tweak her knee a bit. Taylor catches her footing, but is a bit wobbly as Spade charges in and takes her down with a sweep single leg. Spade hooks the legs of Taylor and goes right into a single leg Boston crab. Taylor is clearly in massive pain as she tries to crawl to the ropes and break free.
Taylor tries to crawl to the ropes, but as she gets close Mash pulls the bottom rope back out of reach. Referee Wallace begins yelling at Mash as Spade drags Taylor back to the middle. With Wallace distracted, Fenix comes into the ring hitting Careful What You Wish For (Slingshot Rolling Thunder into a Jumping Cutter) on Spade.*
Markson: YES! TURNABOUTS FAIR PLAY!!!
Hotcakes: In the words of Michael Scott, my, how the turntable has turned.
*Fenix rolls out of the ring as Referee Wallace turns around. Taylor has pushed herself to her feet and grabs Spade by the head. Taylor tags in Fenix, and Taylor makes her way to the top rope as Fenix takes her stalks Sapde. Taylor stands to the top rope, but as she does Tech hops onto the apron and yanks Taylor’s foot out from under her, and Taylor falls on her stomach across the top turnbuckle. Tech shoves Taylor off the turnbuckle, she hits the apron as she falls and rolls down to the floor.
Fenix sees her partner go down and has to act fast. Fenix spins Spade around and goes for JINXED! (Codebreaker), but Spade catches Fenix and counters into a spinebuster. Spade holds onto Fenix’s legs as Tech leaps to the top rope and comes off with a 450 splash onto Fenix. Tech rolls out of the ring after hitting the move while Spade rolls forward holding onto Fenix’s legs for the pin. *
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Steve Cotton: HERE IS YOUR WINNERS, ADVANCING TO THE QUARTERFINALS OF THE S.E.X CUP…. THE CONVENTICLE!!!!
Markson: WOW, I’m sure many will consider this an upset.
Hotcakes: I don’t, did you see the size of those three men.
Markson: Now the other members of this tournament have to wonder what part of this team they will face in the next round.
Markson: SLOANE TAYLOR IS A HOUSE OF FIRE!!!
Hotcakes: She’s hotter than that hot tag.
Markson: I KNEW IT!
Hotcakes: Knew what? She is a house of fire, you said so yourself.
*Taylor climbs the ropes and goes for the Head in the Clouds (double stomp moonsault), but Spade rolls into the corner and Taylor lands on her feet, but seems to tweak her knee a bit. Taylor catches her footing, but is a bit wobbly as Spade charges in and takes her down with a sweep single leg. Spade hooks the legs of Taylor and goes right into a single leg Boston crab. Taylor is clearly in massive pain as she tries to crawl to the ropes and break free.
Taylor tries to crawl to the ropes, but as she gets close Mash pulls the bottom rope back out of reach. Referee Wallace begins yelling at Mash as Spade drags Taylor back to the middle. With Wallace distracted, Fenix comes into the ring hitting Careful What You Wish For (Slingshot Rolling Thunder into a Jumping Cutter) on Spade.*
Markson: YES! TURNABOUTS FAIR PLAY!!!
Hotcakes: In the words of Michael Scott, my, how the turntable has turned.
*Fenix rolls out of the ring as Referee Wallace turns around. Taylor has pushed herself to her feet and grabs Spade by the head. Taylor tags in Fenix, and Taylor makes her way to the top rope as Fenix takes her stalks Sapde. Taylor stands to the top rope, but as she does Tech hops onto the apron and yanks Taylor’s foot out from under her, and Taylor falls on her stomach across the top turnbuckle. Tech shoves Taylor off the turnbuckle, she hits the apron as she falls and rolls down to the floor.
Fenix sees her partner go down and has to act fast. Fenix spins Spade around and goes for JINXED! (Codebreaker), but Spade catches Fenix and counters into a spinebuster. Spade holds onto Fenix’s legs as Tech leaps to the top rope and comes off with a 450 splash onto Fenix. Tech rolls out of the ring after hitting the move while Spade rolls forward holding onto Fenix’s legs for the pin. *
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Steve Cotton: HERE IS YOUR WINNERS, ADVANCING TO THE QUARTERFINALS OF THE S.E.X CUP…. THE CONVENTICLE!!!!
Markson: WOW, I’m sure many will consider this an upset.
Hotcakes: I don’t, did you see the size of those three men.
Markson: Now the other members of this tournament have to wonder what part of this team they will face in the next round.
*After the contestants from the previous match have exited the ringside area, the arena suddenly goes dark, pitch black. The fans pull out and reveal their flashlights on their cell phones. The big screen goes static. A spot light shines down upon the ring revealing a total of three flags, on both sides showing letters. S, C, and, H. Just as it shines down on the flags inside the ring, the light flashes just as the sound of a clap of thunder rolls through the arena. And just as before in these mysterious circumstances, a piano begins to play a melodic tune with the sound of rain filling the arena speakers. Even the sight of rain can be seen falling in and around the ring. As the piano picks up, a melody of voices comes in over the piano playing. *
A world of mysteries fills the world of Thunder Pro Wrestling. This is the biggest one that you all in that arena are looking to solve, but you will not solve this mystery. Not until we deem it so. You see ladies and gentlemen, you are all pawns. You are all a disease destroying this planet. We are here to rid the planet of you. Of everyone. That is the entire roster currently signed to the Thunder Pro Wrestling . Who we are will soon be revealed, but only when the time suits our needs. Hints have been left for you all to try and solve this but from what we've seen, no one is close.
*The voices fade as a silhouette of a flag on a pole begins to reveal itself upon the huge screen. Rain continues to fall. The other revealed flags flowing in the atmosphere of the arena. *
You see ladies and gentlemen we are coming to this company for one thing and one thing only. That is to destroy and dominate each and every single person on this roster to gain that prestigious top championship. We will destroy from the bottom up. As you all guess and theorize who we are, here is another bread cum for you all to mull over. And consider this to be an open challenge to any and all you deem it necessary to be our first victim. Let the new era and reign begin in Thunder Pro Wrestling.
A world of mysteries fills the world of Thunder Pro Wrestling. This is the biggest one that you all in that arena are looking to solve, but you will not solve this mystery. Not until we deem it so. You see ladies and gentlemen, you are all pawns. You are all a disease destroying this planet. We are here to rid the planet of you. Of everyone. That is the entire roster currently signed to the Thunder Pro Wrestling . Who we are will soon be revealed, but only when the time suits our needs. Hints have been left for you all to try and solve this but from what we've seen, no one is close.
*The voices fade as a silhouette of a flag on a pole begins to reveal itself upon the huge screen. Rain continues to fall. The other revealed flags flowing in the atmosphere of the arena. *
You see ladies and gentlemen we are coming to this company for one thing and one thing only. That is to destroy and dominate each and every single person on this roster to gain that prestigious top championship. We will destroy from the bottom up. As you all guess and theorize who we are, here is another bread cum for you all to mull over. And consider this to be an open challenge to any and all you deem it necessary to be our first victim. Let the new era and reign begin in Thunder Pro Wrestling.
*The voice slowly fades and as it does "Legendary" by Welshly Arms begins to play over the PA causing the fans to begin cheering as "The Gold Standard" Colton Maxim appears at the top of the entrance way. Colton looks angry as he marches down to the ring. Colton stares at the flags in the ring as he marches down to the ring. Colton climbs the steps, and stops on the top step to take his suit jacket off and hang it on the ring post.
Colton steps into the ring and grabs the flag with an "S" on it, and snaps the flag pole across his knee. Colton grabs the flag with the "H" on it from the pole and rips the flag in half. Colton turns to the "C" on it, lifts it up and throws it into the front row. Colton is handed a mic from a ringside attendant. *
Colton Maxim: Every time I turn around we have some new "mystery" person looking to make a splash in TPW, but last I checked none of them have amounted to anything. Meanwhile, you got men and women like myself, Nova Skye, and Marcus Ka'Derrion who have never heard who we are and what we are about. TPW isn't for cowards, and only a coward hides behind a mask. So, I don't know if this mystery person is 999, Jay C. Phoenix, or another rando looking to make a splash, and quite frankly I don't care WHO THEY ARE!!!
You want to make a splash in TPW? You want to change the landscape, stake your claim, make your mark, or whatever other worn out cliche you want to use, well, how about you start with me? How about we start AT RETROMAINIA!?!
*The crowd pops. *
Colton Maxim: RetroMania is all about the old-school, and takes place in one of the most legendary arenas in all of old-school wrestling. So, how about we lock it up old-school style, in one of the most legendary and brutal match types there is? Whoever you are, meet me in the ring, but you won't be able to run, or use your "magic" to escape, because you and I will be hooked together at the wrist in... A BULL ROPE MATCH!!!
*The crowd pops again. *
Colton Maxim: If you don't accept my challenge, then cut this mystery crap out. Be a warrior, be a professional wrestler, and at RetroMania, come down to this ring, look me in the eye, and get your skull busted open by a ten pound bell, as I move on to the ten pounds of gold.
*Colton throws the mic down and the crowd begins to cheer again as the scene fades to commercial. *
Steve Cotton: Ladies and gentlemen the following is a special attraction match scheduled for one fall with a twenty-minute time limit.
*The arena is illuminated in a few red, white, and blue lights as "Atta Girl" by Lainey Wilson plays, Brooke Blakely walks out and slaps fans hands as she slides in the ring and awaits her opponent. *
Steve Cotton: Introducing first, from Houston, Texas… Weighting in at 110 pounds and standing 5’2” tall… here is “The Southern Beauty…” Brooke Blakely!
*“Chaos” By Hollywood Undead begins to play…*
Steve Cotton: and her opponent, from Cleveland, Ohio… Weighting in at 150 pounds and standing 5’10” tall… Here is “That Bitch from the 216…” Serena Riot!
*Serena Riot methodically makes her way to the ring as Brooke looks on. Once at ringside, she slides inside under the bottom rope, never taking her eyes off Brooke. She then slithers to a corner where she sits, awaiting the match to start. *
Markson: Well, here we go Harry, Brooke is looking to get payback for Serena stealing her spotlight and Serena is trying to add just another win to her record before calling it a career.
Hotcakes: It’s going to be a helluva fight that’s for sure, and Riot may be Blakely’s hero, but all of that goes out the window the second the bell rings.
*Lindsay Wallace, the ref for the match tonight calls for the bell and as soon as it rings, Riot jumps to her feet as Brooke charges at her. She meets her head on, locking up with her but Brooke backs her to the corner where she begins to ram her shoulder against her mid-section. Brooke then tries to whip her out of the corner but Riot reverses it, pulling Brooke in and driving a knee to her stomach. She quickly gets by her side, hooks her and drops her with a Russian leg sweep. She doesn’t go for the cover, instead, running towards the ropes, bouncing off and dropping a knee across the face of Brooke! Now serena goes for the cover!*
*One!*
*But Brooke kicks out and Serena smiles in that creepy way of hers before pulling Brooke up by her hair and applying a reverse chin lock.*
*One!*
*But Brooke kicks out and Serena smiles in that creepy way of hers before pulling Brooke up by her hair and applying a reverse chin lock.*
Markson: The veteran is in control of this one early Harry.
Hotcakes: It was to be expected, Brooke came at her hot but a veteran like Riot has seen this movie plenty of times, she knows how to handle hot headed wrestlers.
*Wallace checks with Blakely to see if she wants to give up but she ignores her as she is already making her way to her feet. Riot tries as best as she can to hold on but Brooke manages to get to her feet, twist and elbows Riot in the mid-section. She hits her a few more times causing her to finally let go. Brooke rushes off to the ropes and bounces off. Riot sees her coming though and goes for a knee lift, but Brooke side steps that, jumping over it and then hooking Riot from behind on the way down with the roll up for the pin!*
*One!*
*But Riot kicks out and both wrestlers quickly get to their feet, but the younger Brooke is a few second faster and rocks Riot with a forearm shot, another, another and one more! The crowd cheers as Brooke is picking up momentum, backing Riot to the corner where she flings her to the opposite side. No, reversal by Riot, Brooke bounces off and Riot goes for a back body drop by Blakely flies over her, rolling her up on the way down with a sunset flip! Wallace is there for the count.*
*One!*
*Two!*
*Kick out by Riot!*
*One!*
*But Riot kicks out and both wrestlers quickly get to their feet, but the younger Brooke is a few second faster and rocks Riot with a forearm shot, another, another and one more! The crowd cheers as Brooke is picking up momentum, backing Riot to the corner where she flings her to the opposite side. No, reversal by Riot, Brooke bounces off and Riot goes for a back body drop by Blakely flies over her, rolling her up on the way down with a sunset flip! Wallace is there for the count.*
*One!*
*Two!*
*Kick out by Riot!*
Markson: We expected this to be a back-and-forth match Harry and that is what we are getting from the get-go.
Hotcakes: Yessir, Riot is going to use her veteran prowess and power and Blakely is going to use her youth and speed. Very interested to see which perseveres tonight.
*Both wrestlers get to their feet and Brooke applies a headlock but Riot almost immediately pushes her off to the ropes, Brooke bounces off and Riot surprises her with a headbutt! Riot quickly moves in on the dazed Brooke and whips her to the ropes again, as she bounces off, Riot bounces herself off and then meets Brooke in the middle of the ring with a roaring elbow! Brooke is down and appears out, Serena quickly moves in, hooking both legs for the pin! Wallace gets down, check the shoulders and then makes the count!*
*One!*
*Two!!*
*Th… kick out by Brooke! The crowd lets out a huge sigh of relief, but the only reaction Riot shows is that of her devilish smile, clearly happy she gets to hurt Brooke a little more. She flips Blakely on her back, pulls back on her head and applies her trademark dragon sleeper submission she calls Black Book! *
Markson: Serena Riot may be on her retirement tour but that doesn’t mean she has forgotten how to wrestle.
*One!*
*Two!!*
*Th… kick out by Brooke! The crowd lets out a huge sigh of relief, but the only reaction Riot shows is that of her devilish smile, clearly happy she gets to hurt Brooke a little more. She flips Blakely on her back, pulls back on her head and applies her trademark dragon sleeper submission she calls Black Book! *
Markson: Serena Riot may be on her retirement tour but that doesn’t mean she has forgotten how to wrestle.
Hotcakes: Of course not, or that she’s too old to do this… Serena has made the choice to retire, but she can still go with the best of them, and Brooke is finding that out firsthand.
*Wallace is right on Brooke’s face, asking her if she gives up but so far she is hanging on. Riot continues to pull back hard on her head, but she almost pulls too hard, causing one of Brooke’s arms to break free from being trapped behind Riot’s knee and Brooke reaches back, pulling on Riot’s hair! The ref gives her a warning and forces to let go, so she does the next best thing and rakes the eyes of Riot and that causes her to break the hold. Brooke crawls towards the ropes so she can use them to get up while Serena is checking her eye to make sure there is no blood or permanent damage done to her eyes. She gets to her feet and sees Brooke up to her knees on the ropes and quickly moves in, pulling back on her head and hooking her again for the dragon sleeper. But as they both fall to the mat, Brooke uses the momentum to flip over Riot and pin her!*
*One!*
*But Riot kicks out.*
Markson: When you find yourself in the position that Brooke was in, you have to do whatever it takes to get out of the predicament.
*One!*
*But Riot kicks out.*
Markson: When you find yourself in the position that Brooke was in, you have to do whatever it takes to get out of the predicament.
Hotcakes: Hey, a good ol’ eye rake will always help break you free most of the time.
*Both wrestlers get to their feet, but Riot is faster this time as Brooke is still feeling the effects of the submission. Riot grabs her and whips her to the ropes; Brooke bounces off and Riot goes for a super kick! Ducked by Brooke who puts on the breaks after ducking, and as both wrestlers turn to face each other Brooke delivers a super kick to Riot instead! The kick is good, but not strong enough to knock Riot down as she just stumbles backwards into the corner. That seems to work for Brooke who quickly moves in on her, jumping onto the second ropes, hooking Riot’s head under her arm, switching positions with her and then jumping off, spinning and dropping her right on the crown of her head with a tornado DDT! Brooke has Riot down and likely out, but she doesn’t go for the pin! Instead, she heads to the corner and climbs all the way to the top. The crowd is on their feet, cameras ready as she jumps off and connects with a moonsault! The impact sends her bouncing off of Riot but she then crawls her way back and covers her for the pin!*
*One!*
*Two!!*
*Three!!!*
*NO! Riot waves it off as Riot got her foot on the rope at the last possible millisecond!*
*One!*
*Two!!*
*Three!!!*
*NO! Riot waves it off as Riot got her foot on the rope at the last possible millisecond!*
Markson: Are you kidding me?! I thought Brooke had her right there!
Hotcakes: The ref did count three but had not seen the foot on the rope and so the matches goes on!
*Brooke looks at the ref in disbelief, really thinking she had pinned her hero right there. She gets to her feet and signals to the crowd that she’s wrapping it up right here. She drags Riot to the middle of the ring and then runs towards the ropes, jumps on them and springboards, going for a leg drop but Riot rolls out of the way at the last second! Brooke falls to her side, holding her butt-cheeks in pain while Riot crawls towards the ropes to use them as leverage. Brooke sees her and gets to her feet and limps over, grabbing Serena by her hair and turning her around. She then brings her back to the middle of the ring where she hits her with a chop to stunt her. Brooke then runs towards the ropes, springboards again, this time going for a flying forearm, but Riot ducks and Brooke falls flat on her face! This time she gets to her feet right away, holding her face; she turns towards Riot who gives her a kick to the gut and then drops her with a snap DDT! *
Markson: Brooke Blakely is a great highflyer, and while she was able to hit that beautiful moon-sault, going for more aerial moves clearly backfired on her.
Hotcakes: That’s why I never left my feet Mark, most of those moves rarely pay off… That’s why they call them high risk!
*Riot doesn’t have it in her at the moment to make the pin, she just stays flat on her back like Brooke, contemplating her next move. She sits up and then looks around at the crowd who have begun clapping for Brooke, clearly, they are behind the home girl and not the visiting Riot but she simply doesn’t care. She picks up Brooke and whips her hard to the corner; Brooke hits back first and stays there as Riot charges at her and nails her with a jumping clothesline! Brooke takes all of it and nearly stumbles down but Riot holds her up, scooping her up for a body slam, no, instead she hangs her upside down on the corner in a tree of woe! Riot then goes to the opposite corner, takes aim at Brooke and charges at her and then delivers a baseball slide right to Brooke’s face! A huge “OOOOOH!” is heard from the crowd as they see Brooke’s head snap back. Riot flips her down to the mat, and then rolls her over revealing that Brooke has a busted lip and Riot smiles. She goes for the pin, hooking the right leg!*
*One!*
*Two!!*
*Th…. Kick out by Brooke!*
*One!*
*Two!!*
*Th…. Kick out by Brooke!*
Markson: Oh man I really thought that was it, Harry!
Hotcakes: Yeah Riot is hitting Brooke with all the moves that made her who she is today but give credit to Brooke, she’s absorbing it all and continues to fight on.
*Riot gets to her feet a little faster now and goes to the corner where she gets in position, waiting for Brooke to get up… She holds her arm out and signals for Brooke with her fingers to get up… Brook rolls over on her stomach and pushes herself up onto all fours and that is good enough for Riot who explodes out of the corner, jumps up and hits Brooke with the “Wicked Ways” curb stomp! Riot flips her over right away, and now Brooke has a busted nose! The blood flows but Riot doesn’t care, and this time she hooks both legs for the pin!*
*ONE!*
*TWO!*
*THREE!*
*No! Brooke gets her shoulder up at the very last possible moment! Now it’s Riot who cannot believe she kicked out. She looks at referee Wallace but she holds up two fingers.*
*ONE!*
*TWO!*
*THREE!*
*No! Brooke gets her shoulder up at the very last possible moment! Now it’s Riot who cannot believe she kicked out. She looks at referee Wallace but she holds up two fingers.*
Markson: We may have to stop the match Harry, Brooke is bleeding all over the place! I don’t even know how she kicked out!
Hotcakes: It’s all instincts brotha, Brooke is a competitor!
*Riot mumbles something to herself and then gets back to work on Brooke. She peels her off the mat and then lifts her just enough so Brooke is left on her knees. Serena then pulls her hair as she brings her face closer to hers, she whispers something on Brooke’s ear and then shoves her back, but still leaving her on the kneeling position. Riot then runs towards the ropes, bounces off and goes for “Bitch Go Boom” bit boot but Brooke rolls forward, ducking it. Riot hits the breaks and turns to face Brooke just as Brooke finds some energy deep within her, getting to her feet and blindly going for a Pele kick that connects! The crowd explodes with cheers and now both competitors are down on the mat. *
Markson: Desperation move there by Brooke Blakely Harry. You have to believe that if Serena hit that big boot, it was all over!
Hotcakes: Most definitely! Brooke already has a busted lip and nose; I can only imagine what a clean boot to the face would have done.
*The crowd is chanting “this is awesome!” over and over, and the energy from them seem to be lifting both competitors up, as they stir and on their own way try to find their way to their feet. Once they do, Brooke wipes some of the blood off her face, looks at it and actually smiles. Riot upon seeing this smiles too and moves in on Brooke, giving her a kick to the gut. She then hooks Brooke between her legs and calls for her Psychosis piledriver! But Brooke reverses it, back-body-dropping Riot! Brooke stumbles towards the ropes and then goes to the outside, standing on the apron! She waits for Riot to get up and turn to face her and when she does, Brooke springboards herself back in, flipping over the ropes and delivering her “Primetime Elite” buck shot lariat! Riot is down but Brooke doesn’t go for the pin, she signals to the crowd who has been standing probably for the last 5 minutes… *
Markson: Brooke is going back to the top Harry, she could be going for Frenzied Spirit!
Hotcakes: Fancy name but you know what I would call it? Unnecessary high risk! You have her down, pin the woman!
*Brooke climbs to the top turnbuckle, looks down at her hero, wipes some of the blood of her face and flicks it towards Serena and then jumps off, going for a 630 splash! Serena tries to move out of the way… but can’t and Brooke connects flush on her! Brooke holds her back in pain briefly but then makes the pin, hooking both legs this time!*
*ONE!*
*TWO!*
*THREE!*
*The bell rings.*
Steve Cotton: Here is your winner… “The Southern Beauty…” Brooke Blakely!
*TWO!*
*THREE!*
*The bell rings.*
Steve Cotton: Here is your winner… “The Southern Beauty…” Brooke Blakely!
*Ref Wallace waits for the kneeling Brooke to get her wind back, and once she gets to her feet, she raises her arm in victory to a standing ovation from the crowd. *
Markson: What a battle here tonight on Fury Harry, Brooke took on her idol, her hero, and won!
Hotcakes: Serena Riot might not want Brooke to consider her that, but clearly Serena brought the best out of Brooke here tonight…. I think this is best match she has had in her short career here in TPW Mark.
Markson: Without a doubt, both ladies put on quite a show and it’s really too bad Serena is calling it a career, because she can still go... man can she still go.
Hotcakes: 100% agree with you… Don’t get used to it.
Markson: I'm ure we can also agree that this is some big momentum that Brooke will carry with her into the next round of the S.E.X Cup as the Dream Weavers face off against Young and Goated on the next Fury. But at this time we are going to hear from another man looking to impress here in TPW, Volkane.
*The scene transitions to a conference room. Two men in suits sit with their backs to the camera. Across a huge meeting table from them is Volkane with a dubious look on his face. *
Figure 1: “I’m sure you’re wondering why we’ve gathered you here tonight.”
*Volkane looks around, as he’s the only other person in the room. *
Figure 2: “Aside from Friday Night Fury of course.”
Figure 1: “We’ve got a once in a lifetime business opportunity, and we’re rolling it out first to you.”
Figure 2: “With the introduction of the Prestige Worldwide Championship...”
Volkane: “I think it’s called the Prestige Championship.”
*Unfazed by the interruption they continue. *
Figure 1: “With your recent victory over Ace Sky and qualifying as a potential contender for the Prestige Worldwide Championship we want to offer you a chance to get in on the ground floor of our expansion into sports entertainment.”
*The camera begins to pan around the table and the two men are now visible as brothers and business partners Brennan Huff and Dale Doback. *
Dale: “We’re already the first word in entertainment.”
Brennan: “Maybe you’ve heard of us? We’re the sponsors of the Catalina Wine Mixer?”
Figure 1: “I’m sure you’re wondering why we’ve gathered you here tonight.”
*Volkane looks around, as he’s the only other person in the room. *
Figure 2: “Aside from Friday Night Fury of course.”
Figure 1: “We’ve got a once in a lifetime business opportunity, and we’re rolling it out first to you.”
Figure 2: “With the introduction of the Prestige Worldwide Championship...”
Volkane: “I think it’s called the Prestige Championship.”
*Unfazed by the interruption they continue. *
Figure 1: “With your recent victory over Ace Sky and qualifying as a potential contender for the Prestige Worldwide Championship we want to offer you a chance to get in on the ground floor of our expansion into sports entertainment.”
*The camera begins to pan around the table and the two men are now visible as brothers and business partners Brennan Huff and Dale Doback. *
Dale: “We’re already the first word in entertainment.”
Brennan: “Maybe you’ve heard of us? We’re the sponsors of the Catalina Wine Mixer?”
Both: “We’re Prestige Worldwide!”
*Volkane starts to stand up. *
Dale: “Wait, wait, wait.....hear us out.”
*Volkane starts to stand up. *
Dale: “Wait, wait, wait.....hear us out.”
Brennan: “We made a Prezi and everything. Real professional.”
*The screen behind Volkane lights up as a timed and animated Prezi begins. Stock images, still with the Getty watermarks splash onto the screen. *
Dale: “We’ve already got clients in management, and financial portfolios.”
*The screen behind Volkane lights up as a timed and animated Prezi begins. Stock images, still with the Getty watermarks splash onto the screen. *
Dale: “We’ve already got clients in management, and financial portfolios.”
Brennan: “Insurance and computers.”
Dale: “R&D and security.”
Brennan: “We even know some karate and have black leather gloves.”
Dale: “Well we watched one of Diamond Dave’s Ninjy School videos. But we do have a sword!”
Brennan: “Judy Chop!”
Dale: “And now we want to manage you, all the way to the top.”
Brennan: “Starting with the Prestige Worldwide Championship.”
Dale: “Imagine it,” he waves his hand through the air. “The Dragon, Volkane, Prestige Worldwide Champion."
Brennan: "Sponsored by Prestige Worldwide. It's a match made in Heaven."
Dale: “R&D and security.”
Brennan: “We even know some karate and have black leather gloves.”
Dale: “Well we watched one of Diamond Dave’s Ninjy School videos. But we do have a sword!”
Brennan: “Judy Chop!”
Dale: “And now we want to manage you, all the way to the top.”
Brennan: “Starting with the Prestige Worldwide Championship.”
Dale: “Imagine it,” he waves his hand through the air. “The Dragon, Volkane, Prestige Worldwide Champion."
Brennan: "Sponsored by Prestige Worldwide. It's a match made in Heaven."
Volkane: "Or Hell," with a smirk.
Dale: "Here," he passes two tickets across the table to Volkane. "VIP access at next week's Catalina Wine Mixer. To show you how serious we are."
Brennan: "We're taking a chance here Volkane. We could have gone to anyone on the roster here at TPW but we chose you."
Dale: "After Peter Vaughn turned us down."
*Brennan punches Dale in the arm as Volkane reaches for the tickets. *
Brennan: "We'll even book your band, we still have room for entertainment at the mixer.
*Volkane's expression slowly turns to a smile. *
Volkane: "You know what. Why not? I'm in. Sign me up."
*The brothers begin celebrating. "You won't regret this," they both exclaim. *
*The scene fade cuts to the commentator desk with Boats N Hoes playing. *
Markson: Can you believe it folks? One of TPW's promising new signings is going to be represented by those buffoons.
Hotcakes: I know! What a golden opportunity for this athlete. He's going places!
Dale: "Here," he passes two tickets across the table to Volkane. "VIP access at next week's Catalina Wine Mixer. To show you how serious we are."
Brennan: "We're taking a chance here Volkane. We could have gone to anyone on the roster here at TPW but we chose you."
Dale: "After Peter Vaughn turned us down."
*Brennan punches Dale in the arm as Volkane reaches for the tickets. *
Brennan: "We'll even book your band, we still have room for entertainment at the mixer.
*Volkane's expression slowly turns to a smile. *
Volkane: "You know what. Why not? I'm in. Sign me up."
*The brothers begin celebrating. "You won't regret this," they both exclaim. *
*The scene fade cuts to the commentator desk with Boats N Hoes playing. *
Markson: Can you believe it folks? One of TPW's promising new signings is going to be represented by those buffoons.
Hotcakes: I know! What a golden opportunity for this athlete. He's going places!
*Hotcakes reaches under the desk and pulls out a Prestige Worldwide trucker hat putting it on over his locks. *
Markson: What is this world coming to. Those two have no business here at Thunder Pro.
Markson: What is this world coming to. Those two have no business here at Thunder Pro.
*Familiar lime green and teal spotlights begin to twirl over the excited crowd at the same moment the lights go out. The rumbling from the crowd increases as all they turn to the entryway in anticipation. As “Inferno” by Rain Paris hits, and purple lights start flashing, a chorus of cheers and boos, more cheers this time, explodes through the arena. Wisps of smoke begin to billow out as a figure steps onto the ramp, cocking a hip and raising a hand delicately into the sky.
The crowd erupts for Nova Skye as she begins to saunter down towards the ring.
She jogs up the steps and slips between the ropes, scampering over to the far corner where she hops up on the turnbuckle, holding the American Championship high in the air for everyone to see as those attending roar their approval. She leaps down, accepting the proffered microphone, stepping to the center of the ring, a self assured smile affixed to her face. *
NOVA SKYE: “First off, Jay C. Phoenix….”
*The crowd boos at the dognappers name. *
NOVA SKYE: “I don’t know where you’re hiding right now, but I heard you were here. The moment I find you… You are going to be in a world of hurt. But that’s not why I’m out here right now. Right now, I have another cocky jerk to address…”
*She pauses. *
NOVA SKYE: “Last Fury, I issued an open challenge to whoever wanted to face me for this belt.”
*Nova taps the gold slung over her shoulder. *
NOVA SKYE: “I dangled the bait in the water, and lo and behold, a little fishy came nibbling. So… Pretty Ricky…”
*The crowd boos. *
NOVA SKYE: “You think you have what it takes to pry this from me? You really think that you are going to be the one who finally defeats me? The one who is going to halt the Era of Nova this early on? That you will somehow be walking away with what is MINE?”
*She chuckles. *
NOVA SKYE: “You won’t. Maybe someday someone will come along with the skills… but it's not you Pretty boy. However….”
*Nova is interrupted as “Back in Black” begins to blare over the loudspeakers. Her head snaps around to the top of the ramp, eyes narrowing.“Pretty” Ricky Stanton walks out to the ramp in street clothes with his goons and smirks at Nova *
PRS: “CUT MY MUSIC! You want to talk about who can beat you? You wanna talk about how the Pretty Boy was just a little fish nibbling at your bait? Is that what you said about the Dirtiest Player in the game but the Prettiest wrestler in history??? Is that what you said???
LET’S TALK ABOUT IT!!!
First of all, for champions willing to swing their belts around any fed I’m coming for ya and to think that I’m a little fish swimming in this place let me tell ya something babes, I’m a shark baby! I come out to Thunder Pro Wrestling every show slamming people, tearing stuff up. Why? Because everyone gotta remember THERE’S A SHARK IN THE WATER. AND I’M ….THAT….SHARK.”
*The crowd boos wildly. *
PRS: Oh ya’ll can shut the hell up! I beat your (does air quotes) Rich Kid and I’ve already forgotten his damn name! What did he do??? OPEN CHALLENGE. Dude lost a cool mill and his place in Thunder Pro history. So yeah I’m out here, and yeah I’m accepting that challenge because the first rule of being a champion is savoring the moment and you won’t have it long enough to show off your Summer Bod in June.
*Ricky struts down the ramp.*
PRS: Nova, I’m out here to just WARN YOU. I’m not that last guy, I'm the RIGHT GUY. The guy that’s going to humble you, the guy that’s going to put you in your place, the guy that’s gonna make sure everyone sees in this ring, not backstage, not in the parking lot, IN THIS RING RIGHT HERE WHAT THE HELL I DO TO YOU BECAUSE YOU’RE GOING TO BE THE EXAMPLE THAT CAN ONLY BE COMPARED TO A VICTIM OF VLAD THE IMPALER…”
*The crowd boos again as Ricky mouths something off the mic… Nova’s lips slowly quirk up from their frown, leaving her with a half smile on her face. She walks towards the ropes and leans on them, lazily dangling the hand with the mic over the edge as she looks Ricky up and down. She visibly scoffs as she slowly raises the mic back up towards her mouth. *
NOVA SKYE: “Let me tell you something Ricky, the only one around here that is in trouble of being humbled… is YOU. So you came in and beat Maxim… whoopity doo. That makes you think that you can step into the ring with someone of my caliber? You think that you are going to put me in my place huh? Oh… well honey, I’ve got a little secret to share…”
*She leans forward conspiratorially, and loudly fake whispers. *
NOVA SKYE: “I’m already there.”
*The crowd screams. *
NOVA SKYE: You see Pretty Boy, I’m where I belong. Holding gold, sitting up among the stars… looking down, while people like you…”
*She pointedly looks down at him. *
NOVA SKYE: Look up to me, from the bottom, where they belong. You’re no shark Ricky, you’re just a bottom feeder… latching onto the scraps that happen to fall in your direction. You come in and clean up after the real predators have done the work for you… It’s sad really… but I did offer an open challenge, didn’t I?… the key word there being CHALLENGE…but…
*She shrugs. *
NOVA SKYE: Instead here you are.
*She flashes a snarky grin.*
NOVA SKYE: I suppose you’ll do.
*Ricky smirks at her. *
PRS:[You have your challenge accepted. You’ll have your belt taken and it’s gonna be SOOOOO PRETTY. Now if you excuse me my limo awaits…
*He turns his back on Nova and starts walking back up the ramp. Nova shakes her head, laughing as he disappears into the back. As Ricky disappears through the curtain Nova Skye exits the ring and Steve Cotton enters ready to introduce the next match. *
Steve Cotton: The following contest is a S.E.X CUP TOURNAMENT MATCH! Introducing first, at the total combined weight 478lbs, the team of Joe Montuori and Thaddeus Duke, they are THE MANHATTAN PROJECT!!!
*The lights in the arena go out and 'My Name Is Human' by Highly Suspect begins to play over the PA as the crowd begins to cheer. Thad's pet lion, Mufasa, belts out a loud roar and with it, the stage and the ring light up in a dim gold colored lighting. Mufasa paces the stage as "My Name Is Human" by Highly Suspect plays throughout the stadium to a roar from the crowd.
Thad enters the stage with his hood up. Standing on stage, Thad gives his 'messiah pose' as a triple pyro shot from the top of the Tron toward the ring. When it bursts, it reveals a sparkling golden image of a roaring lion above the ring, bringing cheers. After the pyro bursts, the music twist and is transitioned to "Money, Power, Respect" By The Lox and DMX.
Pyros shoot off like its the 4th of July. When the smoke clears, JMont is standing on the entrance way with a grin that all the fans cant stand. JMont and Thad walk down the aisle to cheers and boos, JMont just laughs it off. Meanwhile Thad in his custom white leather Lionheart jacket, throws his hood off as he begins down the ramp. At the bottom, he slaps a few hands before climbing the ring steps. At the top of the steps he pauses, looking over his shoulder toward the cheering fans with his sweet smile. When the team gets into the ring, they climbs up the top turnbuckle, looks around then raises his arms like he is the king of the world.. *
Steve Cotton: AND THEIR OPPONENTS, weighing in at a total combined weight of 287lbs, the team of Azurie Vebbins and Karlie Nash, they are THE GOLEN GRAPPLERELLAS!!!
*"Da Adorkable Angel" Azurine Vebbins pirouettes on the entrance ramp while "The Premier Athlete" Karlie Nash scoffs and ignores the audience. Both walk down to the ring with Nash giving those in attendance a thumbs down gesture as Vebbins waves appreciatively. Upon reaching the apron Karlie raises the middle rope. She insists Azurine enter first to establish that she's the dominant partner of the tandem. Rather than argue, Ms. Vebbins side-steps into the ring by going between the middle and bottom ropes. Ms. Nash enters second and stretches in the corner as Ms. Vebbins continues soaking up the audience's adulation. *
Markson: It’s good to see Aurine Vebbins back in Thunder Pro Wrestling, I know Terry Marshall is fond of her.
Hotcakes: I hope she fairs better this time than she did previously.
Markson: Well she drew some tough opponents in the opening round of the tournament, but Azzy and Karlie Nash are both proven competitors.
*The Lightning Plex is rocking as the opening bell sounds. We get J Mont starting things off for the Manhattan Project and Azurine Vebbins starting for the Golden Grapperellas. They circle each other and as they’re about to lock up Mont hits a boot to the gut drawing boos from the crowd as he immediately drives Vebbins back into a neutral corner. The referee is quick to lay the count to Mont who backs out at the count of four before spouting off at the referee. J Mont turns back toward the corner that sees Vebbins come out ducking a right hand while transitioning into a School Girl!
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THR..
Mont quickly escapes with a kick out. Vebbins beats Mont to his feet where she snatches a side headlock. Mont quickly takes her back into the ropes and shoots her across the ring, Vebbins bounces off the far side ducking a lariat from Joe and sending Vebbins bouncing off the nearside, Joe spins around looking for a Tilt-A-Whirl backbreaker that is countering to a Tilt-A-Whirl head-scissor takeover by Vebbins! *
Markson: Azurine Vebbins is giving JMont more than he bargined for in the opening moments of this match.
Hotcakes: I thought she was going to steal a quick one with that school girl.
*Vebbins pops back up to her feet where she catches Joe with a deep arm drag takeover and transitions into an armbar. The referee slides into position asking Joe to surrender, naturally, he refuses and starts working his way back up to his feet where he drives Vebbins back into a neutral corner and drives a series of knee strikes across the midsection before bringing her out from the corner and nailing a picture perfect standing dropkick! J Mont makes the cover. *
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THR…
Markson: Another early pinfall attempt there, this time by JMont.
Hotcakes: These teams don’t get paid by the hour, they get paid by the win.
*Vebbins escapes with a kick out. J Mont doesn’t waste a lot of time getting back to his feet where he picks Azurinne up and shoots her into a set of buckles. J Mont rushes in looking for a diving spear that Vebbins sidesteps and sends Mont crashing into the ring post right shoulder first! Vebbins makes it to her corner tagging in Nash. Karlie steps into the ring and runs over pulling Joe back into the ring where she starts unloading with a series of European Uppercuts getting the fans behind her and she brings Joe to the ropes and shoots him across the ring, Joe bounces off the ropes where Thaddus makes a blind tag, J Mont bounces off the ropes ducking under a lariat from Nash where he looks to bounce off the far side only to latch onto the ropes. Duke slips into the ring coming up behind Nash and landing a Side Russian Leg Sweep followed by a cover with a hook of the leg.
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Kick out by Nash. *
Markson: Karlie Nash is showing her toughness here tonight as well.
Hotcakes: Brad Armstorng would be disappointed that Thad didn’t catch a win with the Russian leg sweep.
*Duke gets back to his feet where he picks Nash up off the mat. He locks in a front face lock where he delivers a snap suplex. Duke nips up to his feet, steps through the ropes and out to the apron. Duke starts to scale the buckles up to the top rope where he sizes up Nash before leaping off with a flying elbow drop! Nash evades and rolls out of the way at the last second sending Duke crashing and burning into the canvass. Nash gets to her knees and latches onto the ankle of Duke and locks in an Ankle Lock Submission! The referee slides into position asking Duke to surrender, but he refuses. Nash cranks down on the ankle harder and harder, forcing Duke to counter with a roll, sending Nash smashing face first off the middle turnbuckle off a neutral corner!
Nash staggers backward and into a backbreaker by Duke.
Thad doesn’t waste any time in taking both legs of Nash where he steps through and locks in a Sharpshooter! The referee slides in position to ask Nash to surrender. She refuses and starts to inch her way toward the ropes. Nash gets close enough to grab ahold of the bottom rope forcing the break. Duke gives a clean break upon the referee asking for the hold to be broken. *
Markson: Maybe Thaddeus Duke’s sportsmanship will rub off on JMont.
Hotcakes: I highly doubt that happens.
*Nash rolls out to the floor to create some space but it’s J Mont who drops down to the floor from his corner and comes around the ring snatching Nash from behind and hurling her back into the ring. Nash gets to her feet glaring down at J Mont on the floor and forgets about Thad who comes up from behind driving Nash into the ropes and rolling her up!
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THRE…
Nash escapes with a kick out. Duke reaches down to pick Nash up off the mat where he’s met with a jawbreaker! Nash gets back to her feet where she drives Thad back into the corner housing Vebbins. Nash drives a series of shoulder blocks to the midsection while Vebbins makes a blind tag. Nash brings Duke out from the corner with a snap mare takeover. Vebbins enters the ring and hops up on the middle ropes where she leaps off with a flying reverse elbow to the spine of Duke! *
Markson: What a vicious elbow drop from Vebbins.
Hotcakes: Will she get the pin?
* Vebbins forces the cover.
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THRE…
Duke kicks out! Vebbins gets to her feet where she picks Duke up and looks for the Irish Whip, Duke reverses and it’s Vebbins bouncing off the ropes with a baseball slide between Duke’s legs, she pops back up to her feet landing a dropkick to the back of Duke sending him staggering toward the ropes where J Mont makes the tag. Duke spins around to see Vebbins charging, Thad leapfrogs over Azurine sending her toward the ropes where J Mont low bridges the top rope causing Vebbins to spill over the top rope and out to the floor. J Mont hops down to the floor picks Vebbins up and drives her lower back first into the ring apron followed by a stiff European Uppercut knocking Vebbins down. J Mont picks Vebbins up and hurls her back into the ring. Mont slides into the ring where he picks Vebbins up and lands an inverted backbreaker! J Mont forces the cover.
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THRE…
Vebbins shoots a shoulder off the mat to a pop from the crowd. *
Markson: Azurine Vebbins with a big kickout right there, I thought JMont had her there.
Hotcakes: JMont is upset with Villano 16 about the count.
*J Mont complains of a slow count before getting back to his feet. He reaches down to pick Vebbins up who counters with an Inside cradle.
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THRE…
Mont kicks out! J Mont beats Vebbins to her feet and mows her over with a running clothesline! The crowd boos Mont as he taunts them before calling out for the JKO. Vebbins starts to stir as she rolls over and pushes herself up off the mat. J Mont uncoils looking for the JKO only to have Vebbins counter as she shoves Mont off her and into the ropes where Nash drives a knee to the lower back of Mont as he bounces off the ropes sending him staggering into a boot to the midsection followed by being planted with a DDT!
Nash has her arm extended out for the tag as we see Vebbins starting to crawl toward her corner. *
Markson: Karlie Nash is ready for that hot tag.
Hotcakes: The Thundermaniacs are ready for it to.
*J Mont starts to stir just as Nash makes the tag back into the contest. Karlie steps through the ropes sizing up Joe and we see Mont getting back to his feet Nash explodes from the corner with a Spear to J Mont! Nash doesn’t hesitate in making the cover by hooking the inside leg.
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THRE…
Mont escapes with a kick out to a huge gasp from the crowd. Nash gets to both knees she can’t believe it as she slaps her hands together three times at the referee yet the referee shows her two fingers. *
Markson: Now Karlie Nash is complaining to Villano 16 about the count.
Hotcakes: No one is ever happy with the count.
*Nash directs her attention back toward J Mont and starts picking him up off the mat. Nash looks for the Irish Whip, Mont reverses and sends Nash bouncing off the ropes and into a spinning power slam! J Mont gets to his feet where he tags Thad back into the contest. J Mont charges across the ring blasting Vebbins off the ring apron and down to the floor. Thad enters the ring and sizes up Nash who is starting to work her way back up to her feet where she eats Thad’s Superkick spinning Nash around where J Mont lands the JKO!
Duke makes the cover hooking the leg. *
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*The lights in the arena go out and 'My Name Is Human' by Highly Suspect begins to play over the PA as the crowd begins to cheer. Thad's pet lion, Mufasa, belts out a loud roar and with it, the stage and the ring light up in a dim gold colored lighting. Mufasa paces the stage as "My Name Is Human" by Highly Suspect plays throughout the stadium to a roar from the crowd.
Thad enters the stage with his hood up. Standing on stage, Thad gives his 'messiah pose' as a triple pyro shot from the top of the Tron toward the ring. When it bursts, it reveals a sparkling golden image of a roaring lion above the ring, bringing cheers. After the pyro bursts, the music twist and is transitioned to "Money, Power, Respect" By The Lox and DMX.
Pyros shoot off like its the 4th of July. When the smoke clears, JMont is standing on the entrance way with a grin that all the fans cant stand. JMont and Thad walk down the aisle to cheers and boos, JMont just laughs it off. Meanwhile Thad in his custom white leather Lionheart jacket, throws his hood off as he begins down the ramp. At the bottom, he slaps a few hands before climbing the ring steps. At the top of the steps he pauses, looking over his shoulder toward the cheering fans with his sweet smile. When the team gets into the ring, they climbs up the top turnbuckle, looks around then raises his arms like he is the king of the world.. *
Steve Cotton: AND THEIR OPPONENTS, weighing in at a total combined weight of 287lbs, the team of Azurie Vebbins and Karlie Nash, they are THE GOLEN GRAPPLERELLAS!!!
*"Da Adorkable Angel" Azurine Vebbins pirouettes on the entrance ramp while "The Premier Athlete" Karlie Nash scoffs and ignores the audience. Both walk down to the ring with Nash giving those in attendance a thumbs down gesture as Vebbins waves appreciatively. Upon reaching the apron Karlie raises the middle rope. She insists Azurine enter first to establish that she's the dominant partner of the tandem. Rather than argue, Ms. Vebbins side-steps into the ring by going between the middle and bottom ropes. Ms. Nash enters second and stretches in the corner as Ms. Vebbins continues soaking up the audience's adulation. *
Markson: It’s good to see Aurine Vebbins back in Thunder Pro Wrestling, I know Terry Marshall is fond of her.
Hotcakes: I hope she fairs better this time than she did previously.
Markson: Well she drew some tough opponents in the opening round of the tournament, but Azzy and Karlie Nash are both proven competitors.
*The Lightning Plex is rocking as the opening bell sounds. We get J Mont starting things off for the Manhattan Project and Azurine Vebbins starting for the Golden Grapperellas. They circle each other and as they’re about to lock up Mont hits a boot to the gut drawing boos from the crowd as he immediately drives Vebbins back into a neutral corner. The referee is quick to lay the count to Mont who backs out at the count of four before spouting off at the referee. J Mont turns back toward the corner that sees Vebbins come out ducking a right hand while transitioning into a School Girl!
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THR..
Mont quickly escapes with a kick out. Vebbins beats Mont to his feet where she snatches a side headlock. Mont quickly takes her back into the ropes and shoots her across the ring, Vebbins bounces off the far side ducking a lariat from Joe and sending Vebbins bouncing off the nearside, Joe spins around looking for a Tilt-A-Whirl backbreaker that is countering to a Tilt-A-Whirl head-scissor takeover by Vebbins! *
Markson: Azurine Vebbins is giving JMont more than he bargined for in the opening moments of this match.
Hotcakes: I thought she was going to steal a quick one with that school girl.
*Vebbins pops back up to her feet where she catches Joe with a deep arm drag takeover and transitions into an armbar. The referee slides into position asking Joe to surrender, naturally, he refuses and starts working his way back up to his feet where he drives Vebbins back into a neutral corner and drives a series of knee strikes across the midsection before bringing her out from the corner and nailing a picture perfect standing dropkick! J Mont makes the cover. *
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Markson: Another early pinfall attempt there, this time by JMont.
Hotcakes: These teams don’t get paid by the hour, they get paid by the win.
*Vebbins escapes with a kick out. J Mont doesn’t waste a lot of time getting back to his feet where he picks Azurinne up and shoots her into a set of buckles. J Mont rushes in looking for a diving spear that Vebbins sidesteps and sends Mont crashing into the ring post right shoulder first! Vebbins makes it to her corner tagging in Nash. Karlie steps into the ring and runs over pulling Joe back into the ring where she starts unloading with a series of European Uppercuts getting the fans behind her and she brings Joe to the ropes and shoots him across the ring, Joe bounces off the ropes where Thaddus makes a blind tag, J Mont bounces off the ropes ducking under a lariat from Nash where he looks to bounce off the far side only to latch onto the ropes. Duke slips into the ring coming up behind Nash and landing a Side Russian Leg Sweep followed by a cover with a hook of the leg.
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THR…
Kick out by Nash. *
Markson: Karlie Nash is showing her toughness here tonight as well.
Hotcakes: Brad Armstorng would be disappointed that Thad didn’t catch a win with the Russian leg sweep.
*Duke gets back to his feet where he picks Nash up off the mat. He locks in a front face lock where he delivers a snap suplex. Duke nips up to his feet, steps through the ropes and out to the apron. Duke starts to scale the buckles up to the top rope where he sizes up Nash before leaping off with a flying elbow drop! Nash evades and rolls out of the way at the last second sending Duke crashing and burning into the canvass. Nash gets to her knees and latches onto the ankle of Duke and locks in an Ankle Lock Submission! The referee slides into position asking Duke to surrender, but he refuses. Nash cranks down on the ankle harder and harder, forcing Duke to counter with a roll, sending Nash smashing face first off the middle turnbuckle off a neutral corner!
Nash staggers backward and into a backbreaker by Duke.
Thad doesn’t waste any time in taking both legs of Nash where he steps through and locks in a Sharpshooter! The referee slides in position to ask Nash to surrender. She refuses and starts to inch her way toward the ropes. Nash gets close enough to grab ahold of the bottom rope forcing the break. Duke gives a clean break upon the referee asking for the hold to be broken. *
Markson: Maybe Thaddeus Duke’s sportsmanship will rub off on JMont.
Hotcakes: I highly doubt that happens.
*Nash rolls out to the floor to create some space but it’s J Mont who drops down to the floor from his corner and comes around the ring snatching Nash from behind and hurling her back into the ring. Nash gets to her feet glaring down at J Mont on the floor and forgets about Thad who comes up from behind driving Nash into the ropes and rolling her up!
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THRE…
Nash escapes with a kick out. Duke reaches down to pick Nash up off the mat where he’s met with a jawbreaker! Nash gets back to her feet where she drives Thad back into the corner housing Vebbins. Nash drives a series of shoulder blocks to the midsection while Vebbins makes a blind tag. Nash brings Duke out from the corner with a snap mare takeover. Vebbins enters the ring and hops up on the middle ropes where she leaps off with a flying reverse elbow to the spine of Duke! *
Markson: What a vicious elbow drop from Vebbins.
Hotcakes: Will she get the pin?
* Vebbins forces the cover.
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THRE…
Duke kicks out! Vebbins gets to her feet where she picks Duke up and looks for the Irish Whip, Duke reverses and it’s Vebbins bouncing off the ropes with a baseball slide between Duke’s legs, she pops back up to her feet landing a dropkick to the back of Duke sending him staggering toward the ropes where J Mont makes the tag. Duke spins around to see Vebbins charging, Thad leapfrogs over Azurine sending her toward the ropes where J Mont low bridges the top rope causing Vebbins to spill over the top rope and out to the floor. J Mont hops down to the floor picks Vebbins up and drives her lower back first into the ring apron followed by a stiff European Uppercut knocking Vebbins down. J Mont picks Vebbins up and hurls her back into the ring. Mont slides into the ring where he picks Vebbins up and lands an inverted backbreaker! J Mont forces the cover.
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THRE…
Vebbins shoots a shoulder off the mat to a pop from the crowd. *
Markson: Azurine Vebbins with a big kickout right there, I thought JMont had her there.
Hotcakes: JMont is upset with Villano 16 about the count.
*J Mont complains of a slow count before getting back to his feet. He reaches down to pick Vebbins up who counters with an Inside cradle.
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THRE…
Mont kicks out! J Mont beats Vebbins to her feet and mows her over with a running clothesline! The crowd boos Mont as he taunts them before calling out for the JKO. Vebbins starts to stir as she rolls over and pushes herself up off the mat. J Mont uncoils looking for the JKO only to have Vebbins counter as she shoves Mont off her and into the ropes where Nash drives a knee to the lower back of Mont as he bounces off the ropes sending him staggering into a boot to the midsection followed by being planted with a DDT!
Nash has her arm extended out for the tag as we see Vebbins starting to crawl toward her corner. *
Markson: Karlie Nash is ready for that hot tag.
Hotcakes: The Thundermaniacs are ready for it to.
*J Mont starts to stir just as Nash makes the tag back into the contest. Karlie steps through the ropes sizing up Joe and we see Mont getting back to his feet Nash explodes from the corner with a Spear to J Mont! Nash doesn’t hesitate in making the cover by hooking the inside leg.
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THRE…
Mont escapes with a kick out to a huge gasp from the crowd. Nash gets to both knees she can’t believe it as she slaps her hands together three times at the referee yet the referee shows her two fingers. *
Markson: Now Karlie Nash is complaining to Villano 16 about the count.
Hotcakes: No one is ever happy with the count.
*Nash directs her attention back toward J Mont and starts picking him up off the mat. Nash looks for the Irish Whip, Mont reverses and sends Nash bouncing off the ropes and into a spinning power slam! J Mont gets to his feet where he tags Thad back into the contest. J Mont charges across the ring blasting Vebbins off the ring apron and down to the floor. Thad enters the ring and sizes up Nash who is starting to work her way back up to her feet where she eats Thad’s Superkick spinning Nash around where J Mont lands the JKO!
Duke makes the cover hooking the leg. *
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Steve Cotton: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS, ADVANCING TO THE QUARTER FINALS OF THE S.E.X CUP… THE MANHATTAN PROJECT!!!
Markson: Impressive victory for JMont and Thad, they are going to be a team to watch in this tournament.
Hotcakes: We will find out shortly who their opponents will be, Gangsters of Christ or Fook N’ Hoot.
Markson: Impressive victory for JMont and Thad, they are going to be a team to watch in this tournament.
Hotcakes: We will find out shortly who their opponents will be, Gangsters of Christ or Fook N’ Hoot.
* The shot returns from the commercial break to InFamous Jonny C is sitting in a doctor's office waiting room. He is flipping through a highlights magazine. He chuckles at Goofus and Gallant before flipping the page and starting the word search. A nurse comes from the back. *
Nurse: Mr C Dr Melfi will see you now.
*Jonny looks up at the nurse agitated. He looks back at the magazine then tears out the word search, folding it up and putting it into his pocket saying I started it and I will finish it. Jonny gets up and follows the nurse to the back and points him to office 3. The door is open so Jonny walks in. *
Dr Melfi : Jonny welcome. You can close the door and have a seat.
*Jonny closes the door and walks into the office sitting down across from the Dr. *
Jonny C - I'm going to start this off by saying I'm only here so I can keep wrestling. I have a ton of issues and none of them are things I want to talk about. I am what I am doc and you're not going to change me. I don't want to be here and plan to be a hostile participant.
Dr Melfi - Why are you here Jonny?
Jonny C - Cut the Poop Doc you know why. I'm sure it's in your file there. I am being told I took things too far post match. Something about anger issues.
Dr Melfi - You lost it and went absolutely crazy and hurt people.
Jonny C - Is a dangerous business people get hurt all the time.
Dr Melfi - You assaulted staff and resisted arrest.
Jonny C - Yeah and?
Dr Melfi - What you did went above and beyond. Those people who you attack were not wrestlers. They were staff.
*Jonny leans forward on his seat. *
Jonny C - What do I need to do to get back in the ring. Tell me and I will do it.
Dr Melfi - It's not that simple. You coming in here and stonewalling me doesn't help. You need to open up and let me in. Share and be vulnerable.
Jonny C - I'm an open book. What you see is what you get with me. I'm not a complex person.
Dr Melfi - No. Not true I'm seeing what you want me to see not who you are.
Jonny C - I don't know what you want me to tell you here. I'm InFamous Jonny C. I'm a brash, in your face, loud, annoying, intense asshole. That's everything.
Dr Melfi - No. That's the character you play on TV. That's not who you are. It's you with the volume turned all the way up to 100.
Jonny C - No way you're insane.
Dr Melfi - Oh yeah? Then who is Robert Secondi. From Milford CT huh.
*Jonnys eyes widen and his jaw drops a bit. He has a look of shock. *
Jonny C - I uh…….how did……you couldn't.
Dr Melfi - Didn't think it was that good at my job?
Jonny C - That was a long time ago.
Dr Melfi - OK. What about friends and family?
Jonny C - I don't talk to my family. Friends I've had a few over the years but for the most part no friends. In this business friends are just people waiting to stab you in the back to better their own positions.
Dr Melfi - So what I'm gathering here is you're a lonely man who is deathly afraid of failure.
Jonny C - You're out of your damn mind. I am not afraid of failure at all. I just don't like losing. There is a huge difference between the 2. I'm a professional wrestler for Christ's sake. I have probably lost more than I have won at this point.
Dr Melfi - Winning and losing means nothing when it comes to failure. I have noticed that any time you lose a "big" match that really means something. Maybe a blood feud battle, or a major title match. Everything you lose one of those you lose control. You fly into a rage. You have attacked staff here, other wrestlers and even fans.
Jonny C - I'm an equal opportunity guy. Anyone can catch these hands.
Dr Melfi - Look Jonny you need to realize how serious this is. You need me to sign off saying you're clear to return. I won't sign anything if you just sit here and mock the process.
Jonny C - You're going to sign those papers so I can get back into that ring.
*Jonny stands up. *
Dr Melfi - Jonny sit down. You're not scaring anyone. We still have a lot to talk about.
*Jonny sweeps his hands across the desks top sending everything on it to fly off and crash to the ground beside it. *
Jonny C - You should probably clean that up. This is an office and it should be treated as such.
Dr Melfi - And….THERE it is. As soon as you don't get your way you become a jerk. You call people names, you throw and knock things over, even break them. You just can't handle it when you don't get your way.
Jonny C - Well no Poop. I get mad when I'm forced to do something that I don't want to do. Glad you went and paid for all that schooling for them to teach you that.
Dr Melfi - You won't get your desired reaction out of me. Act however you want and when you're done sit back down and we can get back to this.
*Jonny cross his arms across his chest shaking his head and says "NO" *
Dr Melfi - I want to sign off that you're clear to return to the ring. I want to help you grow and become a more well rounded person.
Jonny C - Oh so you're a fan of mine.
Dr Melfi - No. Not at all. I didn't know who you where till your file ended up on my desk. I'm a DR Jonny. My life's calling is to help people and make them better.
Jonny C - Ugh you sound like Curtis.
Dr Melfi - Yes your son Curtis. I see that you're not close.
Jonny C - Fudge that semon demon.
Dr Melfi - Strong feelings. But we will address Curtis some other time. Right now it's your anger that we need to concentrate on.
Jonny C - I don't have anger problems.
Dr Melfi - It is my opinion that you do. The sooner you accept this the sooner you can get back into the ring.
*Jonny places his hands on the desk leaning forward, narrowing his eyes. He is looking directly into Dr Melfi's eyes. *
Jonny C - I DON'T HAVE ANGER PROBLEMS.
Dr Melfi - You're not helping. You smashed everything on my desk, you're raising your voice, your language has been abysmal and you haven't taken this seriously once.
Jonny C - Hey I was open about how I felt the second I walked in the door. It's your fault for not listening to me.
Dr Melfi - I am not the one who is not listening. I'm not signing those papers to clear you today. We need to meet again. We have gotten nowhere. You're the same person you were when you walked in here.
Jonny C - Can't change perfection.
Dr Melfi - We need to keep meeting before I will feel confident in saying you're better and won't hurt anyone.
*Jonny slams his fist on the desk.*
Jonny C - BULLSHIT
Dr Melfi - You may feel that way but I'm a professional.
Jonny C - SO AM I. I've been doing this for over 20 years now and I have never once been through anything like this crap. I am damn good at what I do and I want to get back to doing it.
Dr Melfi - Then take this seriously. We will keep meeting until I feel things have changed and until then you can't wrestle.
*Jonny turns and walks over to the water bubbler. He pours himself a cup and takes a sip. Then he pushes the water bubbler over causing it to crash down and spill water all over the floor. *
Jonny C - Man, your office is really messy. Tisk task Doc this is no way to try and woo your patients.
J*onny slams the rest of the water from his tiny cup. He crumbles it and throws it tword Dr Melfi before leaving her office. *
Dr Melfi - What an insufferable fool. It's going to be a long few weeks.
Nurse: Mr C Dr Melfi will see you now.
*Jonny looks up at the nurse agitated. He looks back at the magazine then tears out the word search, folding it up and putting it into his pocket saying I started it and I will finish it. Jonny gets up and follows the nurse to the back and points him to office 3. The door is open so Jonny walks in. *
Dr Melfi : Jonny welcome. You can close the door and have a seat.
*Jonny closes the door and walks into the office sitting down across from the Dr. *
Jonny C - I'm going to start this off by saying I'm only here so I can keep wrestling. I have a ton of issues and none of them are things I want to talk about. I am what I am doc and you're not going to change me. I don't want to be here and plan to be a hostile participant.
Dr Melfi - Why are you here Jonny?
Jonny C - Cut the Poop Doc you know why. I'm sure it's in your file there. I am being told I took things too far post match. Something about anger issues.
Dr Melfi - You lost it and went absolutely crazy and hurt people.
Jonny C - Is a dangerous business people get hurt all the time.
Dr Melfi - You assaulted staff and resisted arrest.
Jonny C - Yeah and?
Dr Melfi - What you did went above and beyond. Those people who you attack were not wrestlers. They were staff.
*Jonny leans forward on his seat. *
Jonny C - What do I need to do to get back in the ring. Tell me and I will do it.
Dr Melfi - It's not that simple. You coming in here and stonewalling me doesn't help. You need to open up and let me in. Share and be vulnerable.
Jonny C - I'm an open book. What you see is what you get with me. I'm not a complex person.
Dr Melfi - No. Not true I'm seeing what you want me to see not who you are.
Jonny C - I don't know what you want me to tell you here. I'm InFamous Jonny C. I'm a brash, in your face, loud, annoying, intense asshole. That's everything.
Dr Melfi - No. That's the character you play on TV. That's not who you are. It's you with the volume turned all the way up to 100.
Jonny C - No way you're insane.
Dr Melfi - Oh yeah? Then who is Robert Secondi. From Milford CT huh.
*Jonnys eyes widen and his jaw drops a bit. He has a look of shock. *
Jonny C - I uh…….how did……you couldn't.
Dr Melfi - Didn't think it was that good at my job?
Jonny C - That was a long time ago.
Dr Melfi - OK. What about friends and family?
Jonny C - I don't talk to my family. Friends I've had a few over the years but for the most part no friends. In this business friends are just people waiting to stab you in the back to better their own positions.
Dr Melfi - So what I'm gathering here is you're a lonely man who is deathly afraid of failure.
Jonny C - You're out of your damn mind. I am not afraid of failure at all. I just don't like losing. There is a huge difference between the 2. I'm a professional wrestler for Christ's sake. I have probably lost more than I have won at this point.
Dr Melfi - Winning and losing means nothing when it comes to failure. I have noticed that any time you lose a "big" match that really means something. Maybe a blood feud battle, or a major title match. Everything you lose one of those you lose control. You fly into a rage. You have attacked staff here, other wrestlers and even fans.
Jonny C - I'm an equal opportunity guy. Anyone can catch these hands.
Dr Melfi - Look Jonny you need to realize how serious this is. You need me to sign off saying you're clear to return. I won't sign anything if you just sit here and mock the process.
Jonny C - You're going to sign those papers so I can get back into that ring.
*Jonny stands up. *
Dr Melfi - Jonny sit down. You're not scaring anyone. We still have a lot to talk about.
*Jonny sweeps his hands across the desks top sending everything on it to fly off and crash to the ground beside it. *
Jonny C - You should probably clean that up. This is an office and it should be treated as such.
Dr Melfi - And….THERE it is. As soon as you don't get your way you become a jerk. You call people names, you throw and knock things over, even break them. You just can't handle it when you don't get your way.
Jonny C - Well no Poop. I get mad when I'm forced to do something that I don't want to do. Glad you went and paid for all that schooling for them to teach you that.
Dr Melfi - You won't get your desired reaction out of me. Act however you want and when you're done sit back down and we can get back to this.
*Jonny cross his arms across his chest shaking his head and says "NO" *
Dr Melfi - I want to sign off that you're clear to return to the ring. I want to help you grow and become a more well rounded person.
Jonny C - Oh so you're a fan of mine.
Dr Melfi - No. Not at all. I didn't know who you where till your file ended up on my desk. I'm a DR Jonny. My life's calling is to help people and make them better.
Jonny C - Ugh you sound like Curtis.
Dr Melfi - Yes your son Curtis. I see that you're not close.
Jonny C - Fudge that semon demon.
Dr Melfi - Strong feelings. But we will address Curtis some other time. Right now it's your anger that we need to concentrate on.
Jonny C - I don't have anger problems.
Dr Melfi - It is my opinion that you do. The sooner you accept this the sooner you can get back into the ring.
*Jonny places his hands on the desk leaning forward, narrowing his eyes. He is looking directly into Dr Melfi's eyes. *
Jonny C - I DON'T HAVE ANGER PROBLEMS.
Dr Melfi - You're not helping. You smashed everything on my desk, you're raising your voice, your language has been abysmal and you haven't taken this seriously once.
Jonny C - Hey I was open about how I felt the second I walked in the door. It's your fault for not listening to me.
Dr Melfi - I am not the one who is not listening. I'm not signing those papers to clear you today. We need to meet again. We have gotten nowhere. You're the same person you were when you walked in here.
Jonny C - Can't change perfection.
Dr Melfi - We need to keep meeting before I will feel confident in saying you're better and won't hurt anyone.
*Jonny slams his fist on the desk.*
Jonny C - BULLSHIT
Dr Melfi - You may feel that way but I'm a professional.
Jonny C - SO AM I. I've been doing this for over 20 years now and I have never once been through anything like this crap. I am damn good at what I do and I want to get back to doing it.
Dr Melfi - Then take this seriously. We will keep meeting until I feel things have changed and until then you can't wrestle.
*Jonny turns and walks over to the water bubbler. He pours himself a cup and takes a sip. Then he pushes the water bubbler over causing it to crash down and spill water all over the floor. *
Jonny C - Man, your office is really messy. Tisk task Doc this is no way to try and woo your patients.
J*onny slams the rest of the water from his tiny cup. He crumbles it and throws it tword Dr Melfi before leaving her office. *
Dr Melfi - What an insufferable fool. It's going to be a long few weeks.
*The shot fades from Dr. Melfi to another scene. *
*The shot switches to Nova Skye in her dressing room stuffing her bag in anticipation of leaving the venue for the night. *
MARKSON: "Well, it doesn't look as if Nova found Jay C. Phoenix, Harry, and that's unfortunate; I know I'd want MY dog back if–"
*Suddenly the shot cuts to Jay himself, standing in front of an egress door of the Lightning Plex. *
JAY C. PHOENIX: "Hey Nova… NOVA!" The cam cuts back to Nova, her attention now plastered to the monitor in her room. "Do I have your attention?? …I hear you've been looking for me… Well here I am. I have your dog Charlie right outside. Come on out and claim him. Back entrance." Jay opens the door and steps out, allowing it to close behind him.
*Nova is up in a flash, abandoning her bag as she throws open the door and books it down the hallway, the cameraman attempting to keep up but quickly losing her as she dashes around the corner. *
HOTCAKES: "Well, she's found him NOW, Mark! I wouldn't wanna be in Jay's boots, the American Champ is PISSED!"
MARKSON: "I don't know…something about this doesn't feel right."
HOTCAKES: "The jerk took her dog, I'd say that's all sorts of wrong."
MARKSON: "That's not what I mean, Harry. This feels like a trap to me."
MARKSON: "Well, it doesn't look as if Nova found Jay C. Phoenix, Harry, and that's unfortunate; I know I'd want MY dog back if–"
*Suddenly the shot cuts to Jay himself, standing in front of an egress door of the Lightning Plex. *
JAY C. PHOENIX: "Hey Nova… NOVA!" The cam cuts back to Nova, her attention now plastered to the monitor in her room. "Do I have your attention?? …I hear you've been looking for me… Well here I am. I have your dog Charlie right outside. Come on out and claim him. Back entrance." Jay opens the door and steps out, allowing it to close behind him.
*Nova is up in a flash, abandoning her bag as she throws open the door and books it down the hallway, the cameraman attempting to keep up but quickly losing her as she dashes around the corner. *
HOTCAKES: "Well, she's found him NOW, Mark! I wouldn't wanna be in Jay's boots, the American Champ is PISSED!"
MARKSON: "I don't know…something about this doesn't feel right."
HOTCAKES: "The jerk took her dog, I'd say that's all sorts of wrong."
MARKSON: "That's not what I mean, Harry. This feels like a trap to me."
*Harry Hotcakes cracks his mouth open to retort before--
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An alarmed Harry covers his mic, shooting a question peppered with curse words to Mark Markson who- also covering his mic -shrugs and inaudibly replies before pressing a finger to his earpiece whilst asking for an update with the staff backstage.
CUT TO--
The cameraman scurries out the back door of the venue into the parking lot, a plume of black smoke trailing up to the heavens, and the source...
...a limousine burning, pieces of the vehicle scattered about.
And there, making his way towards us as he enters frame from behind the burning car, we see Jay C. Phoenix. A second figure, this one female with just past the shoulder-length red hair, making her appearance FLOATING above the car and through the rising smoke, as well towards our POV, is none other than non-TPW roster member Arcana (pyromancer extraordinare and nemesis of both Nova Skye and her mentor Lycana), using streams of flame pulsing from her downward aimed fists to remain airborne. Jay is glancing in all directions around the area. *
JAY C. PHOENIX: "Where the hell'd she go!?" Arcana as well is peering around from her aerial vantage point.
ARCANA: "I could've sworn I nailed her when she came running out!"
JAY C. PHOENIX: "Clearly you MISSED. All you did was blast the damn limo', Arc'!" Jay kicks a scorched 2PRETTY vanity plate at his feet. "And good thing too, if you HAD hit her you would've blown her to pieces and THEN where would we be? The Master would be less than thrilled– Don't forget, he said he wants her ALIVE and INTACT! FIND HER!"
ARCANA: "NOVA! COME OUT!! WHERE ARE YOU, YOU COWARD!?"
*A sizable chunk of seared metal, assumedly from Ricky's destroyed limo', comes flying from out of frame and hits Arcana square in the side of the head, dropping her from the sky to land in a heap on the parking lot pavement, lights out. The camera swings to see– *
NOVA SKYE: "Right here, bitch.”
*Nova doesn't have much time to gloat, however, as she turns her head to see Jay running towards her. He leaps, tackling Skye to the ground. The two roll around before separating and recovering to their feet. *
NOVA SKYE: "Where the HELL is my dog?!"
JAY C. PHOENIX: "Does it matter? You're never going to see him again- alive -if you don't come with us and speak to John. You can do it voluntarily or we can just as easily-"
*Nova doesn't allow Jay to finish as she slides in for a Superkick, aiming to put him on his ass like the last time. Jay blocks the kick with raised hands, grasps her foot and sweeps her other leg, dropping her to her butt. Swiftly Nova rolls backwards and kips up to her feet to see Jay again closing in.
He swings hard with his right, Nova ducks and as he passes her, spins with a backfist that catches him in the back of the head. He grunts, stumbling forward as she steps in with a hard knee to his lower back then wraps her arm around his throat from behind and moves to flip him over by twisting–
Jay slams his head back into her right cheek to break the throw and back her off, then spins with a backfist of his own. She catches it on a defensive forearm she throws up. Jay follows through with a quick roundhouse she again blocks but the impact sees her nearly lose her footing. He dashes forward at the American Champion as she regains solid ground, Nova catching a hasty and therefore half power UCAP headbutt from Jay in the forehead, casting stars across her vision but failing to knock her out.
Jay takes the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist and set her up for a belly to belly suplex, but Nova prevents the suplex with a knee to Jay's crotch. He backpedals in pain, clutching at his nethers as Nova wipes a trickle of blood from the corner of her mouth and backs away, shaking the cobwebs free from the headbutt.
Through gritted teeth due to the ache in his balls as he straightens. *
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An alarmed Harry covers his mic, shooting a question peppered with curse words to Mark Markson who- also covering his mic -shrugs and inaudibly replies before pressing a finger to his earpiece whilst asking for an update with the staff backstage.
CUT TO--
The cameraman scurries out the back door of the venue into the parking lot, a plume of black smoke trailing up to the heavens, and the source...
...a limousine burning, pieces of the vehicle scattered about.
And there, making his way towards us as he enters frame from behind the burning car, we see Jay C. Phoenix. A second figure, this one female with just past the shoulder-length red hair, making her appearance FLOATING above the car and through the rising smoke, as well towards our POV, is none other than non-TPW roster member Arcana (pyromancer extraordinare and nemesis of both Nova Skye and her mentor Lycana), using streams of flame pulsing from her downward aimed fists to remain airborne. Jay is glancing in all directions around the area. *
JAY C. PHOENIX: "Where the hell'd she go!?" Arcana as well is peering around from her aerial vantage point.
ARCANA: "I could've sworn I nailed her when she came running out!"
JAY C. PHOENIX: "Clearly you MISSED. All you did was blast the damn limo', Arc'!" Jay kicks a scorched 2PRETTY vanity plate at his feet. "And good thing too, if you HAD hit her you would've blown her to pieces and THEN where would we be? The Master would be less than thrilled– Don't forget, he said he wants her ALIVE and INTACT! FIND HER!"
ARCANA: "NOVA! COME OUT!! WHERE ARE YOU, YOU COWARD!?"
*A sizable chunk of seared metal, assumedly from Ricky's destroyed limo', comes flying from out of frame and hits Arcana square in the side of the head, dropping her from the sky to land in a heap on the parking lot pavement, lights out. The camera swings to see– *
NOVA SKYE: "Right here, bitch.”
*Nova doesn't have much time to gloat, however, as she turns her head to see Jay running towards her. He leaps, tackling Skye to the ground. The two roll around before separating and recovering to their feet. *
NOVA SKYE: "Where the HELL is my dog?!"
JAY C. PHOENIX: "Does it matter? You're never going to see him again- alive -if you don't come with us and speak to John. You can do it voluntarily or we can just as easily-"
*Nova doesn't allow Jay to finish as she slides in for a Superkick, aiming to put him on his ass like the last time. Jay blocks the kick with raised hands, grasps her foot and sweeps her other leg, dropping her to her butt. Swiftly Nova rolls backwards and kips up to her feet to see Jay again closing in.
He swings hard with his right, Nova ducks and as he passes her, spins with a backfist that catches him in the back of the head. He grunts, stumbling forward as she steps in with a hard knee to his lower back then wraps her arm around his throat from behind and moves to flip him over by twisting–
Jay slams his head back into her right cheek to break the throw and back her off, then spins with a backfist of his own. She catches it on a defensive forearm she throws up. Jay follows through with a quick roundhouse she again blocks but the impact sees her nearly lose her footing. He dashes forward at the American Champion as she regains solid ground, Nova catching a hasty and therefore half power UCAP headbutt from Jay in the forehead, casting stars across her vision but failing to knock her out.
Jay takes the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist and set her up for a belly to belly suplex, but Nova prevents the suplex with a knee to Jay's crotch. He backpedals in pain, clutching at his nethers as Nova wipes a trickle of blood from the corner of her mouth and backs away, shaking the cobwebs free from the headbutt.
Through gritted teeth due to the ache in his balls as he straightens. *
JAY C. PHOENIX: "This is your last chance, Nova. Come with us voluntarily or I'll turn this up a notch and FORCE you. You can't win this. And you know it. …What's it going to be? The easy way or the hard way?"
NOVA SKYE: "You can take the easy way, and shove it right up your a-”
*Nova's response is cut short as both she and Jay suddenly find themselves illuminated by an orange wash of light. They both turn to look in unison and both leap for their lives in opposite directions to avoid the massive fireball launched by a now conscious Arcana. The fireball explodes on the pavement where they'd both once been, a blinding flash filling the area and our own POV through the camera.
Moments later, as the wash of light fades, we see Jay pick himself up. Frantically he looks, spins, to locate Nova Skye…but she's nowhere to be seen. Vanished. Apparently vaporized or having taken the opportunity to escape. Either way, she's gone. Long moments pass, naught but the still burning limo' providing a soundtrack for the failure. Beneath the mask, Jay fumes. *
NOVA SKYE: "You can take the easy way, and shove it right up your a-”
*Nova's response is cut short as both she and Jay suddenly find themselves illuminated by an orange wash of light. They both turn to look in unison and both leap for their lives in opposite directions to avoid the massive fireball launched by a now conscious Arcana. The fireball explodes on the pavement where they'd both once been, a blinding flash filling the area and our own POV through the camera.
Moments later, as the wash of light fades, we see Jay pick himself up. Frantically he looks, spins, to locate Nova Skye…but she's nowhere to be seen. Vanished. Apparently vaporized or having taken the opportunity to escape. Either way, she's gone. Long moments pass, naught but the still burning limo' providing a soundtrack for the failure. Beneath the mask, Jay fumes. *
JAY C. PHOENIX: "ARCANA!!! What the HELL'S the MATTER with you!?? We had ONE job but nooooo, you HAD to lose control AGAIN! NOW SHE'S GONE YOU USELESS BITCH!! YOU ALMOST KILLED ME!!"
*Arc', blood flowing from the wound on the side of her head caused by the chunk of metal Nova had hurled her way, doesn't answer. She simply stares at Jay while frowning guiltily before dropping her gaze to the ground in defeat and/or shame. *
JAY C. PHOENIX: "John's going to punish you severely for this. SEVERELY. Get us out of here. Now."
*Waving her hands in the air, her fingertips forming glowing tracers in the process, an amber light consumes both her and Jay…and with a FLASH the two teleport away as the scene fades to commercial. *
*The scene returns from the commercial break to Steve Cotton standing in the ring ready to announce the main event. *
Steve Cotton: The following contest is YOUR MAIN EVENT, AND… A S.E.X CUP TOURNAMENT MATCH! Introducing first at the total combined weight of 445lbs, the team of Gabe and Jethro Dawson, they are THE GANGSTER OF CHRIST!!!
*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.
The crowd's reaction is neutral as Gabe and Jethro Dawson emerge behind their father.
Micheal leads Lizard Licks best down toward the IIW 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. *
Steve Cotton: AND THIER OPPONENTS! At the total combined weight of 303bs, the team of Alice Knight, and CJ O’Donnell, they ARE FOOK ‘N’ HOOT!!!
*LEVEL" begins to play through out the Lightnint Plex as the fans begin to 'hoot' like owls while they cheer the OCW heros. Alice and CJ makes their way out of the curtain and heads to the ring with Alice playing to the fans and CJ looking at his opponents in the ring. The team enters into the ring as Alice continues to flap as she bounces off the ropes pointing at some of her Owlies fan members, mostly young girls and boys and drunk adults. She rushes the ropes and heads to the middle turnbuckle and makes a flapping wings hand gesture smiling at the crowd as CJ stands in the middle of the ring starring at their opponents as they wait for the match to begin. *
*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.
The crowd's reaction is neutral as Gabe and Jethro Dawson emerge behind their father.
Micheal leads Lizard Licks best down toward the IIW 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. *
Steve Cotton: AND THIER OPPONENTS! At the total combined weight of 303bs, the team of Alice Knight, and CJ O’Donnell, they ARE FOOK ‘N’ HOOT!!!
*LEVEL" begins to play through out the Lightnint Plex as the fans begin to 'hoot' like owls while they cheer the OCW heros. Alice and CJ makes their way out of the curtain and heads to the ring with Alice playing to the fans and CJ looking at his opponents in the ring. The team enters into the ring as Alice continues to flap as she bounces off the ropes pointing at some of her Owlies fan members, mostly young girls and boys and drunk adults. She rushes the ropes and heads to the middle turnbuckle and makes a flapping wings hand gesture smiling at the crowd as CJ stands in the middle of the ring starring at their opponents as they wait for the match to begin. *
Markson: I'm a big fan of Alice Knight, very happy to see her here in TPW
Hotcakes: Me too Mark, I love Hooters.
*The bell sounds as CJ O’Donnell and Gabe begin for their teams. They circle each other and finally lock up. CJ quickly snatches a headlock on Gabe. Gabe begins hammer-fisting CJ’s hands breaking his grip. Gabe then shoots CJ into the ropes, as CJ comes off Gabe braces for a shoulder tackle, but CJ stops and smacks Gabe across the face. The smack catches Gabe off guard and drops Gabe to his butt. Gabe quickly scoots backward to his corner, holding his jaw. Michael yells at his son for not being ready and tells Gabe to tag in Jethro. Gabe shakes his head, but tags his brother. *
Markson: I guess big daddy Dawson didn’t like how Gabe handled things and wants to give Jethro a go.
Hotcakes: Gabe was ready for a shoulder tackle, but CJ O’Donnell wanted him to know what the five fingers said to the face.
*Jethro comes into the ring and begins circling around CJ, but CJ just stands his ground. CJ pounds his chest and tells Jethro to “fudging bring it”. Jethro charges in and goes for a double leg, but CJ sprawls and catches Jethro in a front face lock. Jethro reaches up, overlooking CJ’s arms, and sits out of the hold freeing himself, by switching into a front face lock of his own. CJ powers up to his feet. CJ then quickly shoots in and takes Jethro over with a firemans carry. Both men spin up to there feet and as they do CJ grabs a headlock on Jethro, and begins dragging Jethro to his corner. *
Markson: CJ O’Donnell showing he is no slouch on the mat himself.
Hotcakes: This catch-is-catch-can stuff is nice and all, but I want to see some beefy men pounding on each other.
*CJ brings Jethro to his corner where he tags in Alice. Alice jumps into the ring and plants a boot into the ribs of Jetrho, before grabbing the headlock from CJ. Jethro shoves Alice to the middle of the ring, and spins out of the headlock into a top wrist lock. Alice begins to get bridge back by the larger Jethro when Alice back flips out of the top wrist lock, lands on her feet, and arm drags Jetrho over. Jethro hits and rolls to his feet, and charges back at Alice, but is met with a drop kick from Alice.
Jetrho rolls to his knees, rubbing his jaw and looking angry. Alice stares at him and gives a big “HOOT!”. Michael begins yelling at Jethro, and Jethro is clearly angry as he charges at Alice. Alice leap frogs Jetrho and Jethro runs right into the turnbckles where CJ Stands. CJ nails Jethro with a big right hand causing Jetrho to stagger arond into a boot to the stomach from Alice. Alice doubles Jethro over with the kick, and she follows up with a DDT dropping Jethro. Alice quickly rolls Jethro over and goes for a pin. *
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Markson: I guess big daddy Dawson didn’t like how Gabe handled things and wants to give Jethro a go.
Hotcakes: Gabe was ready for a shoulder tackle, but CJ O’Donnell wanted him to know what the five fingers said to the face.
*Jethro comes into the ring and begins circling around CJ, but CJ just stands his ground. CJ pounds his chest and tells Jethro to “fudging bring it”. Jethro charges in and goes for a double leg, but CJ sprawls and catches Jethro in a front face lock. Jethro reaches up, overlooking CJ’s arms, and sits out of the hold freeing himself, by switching into a front face lock of his own. CJ powers up to his feet. CJ then quickly shoots in and takes Jethro over with a firemans carry. Both men spin up to there feet and as they do CJ grabs a headlock on Jethro, and begins dragging Jethro to his corner. *
Markson: CJ O’Donnell showing he is no slouch on the mat himself.
Hotcakes: This catch-is-catch-can stuff is nice and all, but I want to see some beefy men pounding on each other.
*CJ brings Jethro to his corner where he tags in Alice. Alice jumps into the ring and plants a boot into the ribs of Jetrho, before grabbing the headlock from CJ. Jethro shoves Alice to the middle of the ring, and spins out of the headlock into a top wrist lock. Alice begins to get bridge back by the larger Jethro when Alice back flips out of the top wrist lock, lands on her feet, and arm drags Jetrho over. Jethro hits and rolls to his feet, and charges back at Alice, but is met with a drop kick from Alice.
Jetrho rolls to his knees, rubbing his jaw and looking angry. Alice stares at him and gives a big “HOOT!”. Michael begins yelling at Jethro, and Jethro is clearly angry as he charges at Alice. Alice leap frogs Jetrho and Jethro runs right into the turnbckles where CJ Stands. CJ nails Jethro with a big right hand causing Jetrho to stagger arond into a boot to the stomach from Alice. Alice doubles Jethro over with the kick, and she follows up with a DDT dropping Jethro. Alice quickly rolls Jethro over and goes for a pin. *
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Markson: Jethro Dawson was dazed and confused, but wasn’t too out of it allowing him to kick out.
Hotcakes: I think Fook ‘N Hoot are going to have to wear the Dawson boys out more than that to get a three count.
*Alice grabs Jethro in a front face lock and pulls him back to her corner where she tags in CJ. CJ comes into the ring and slams a forearm across the back of Jethro. CJ suddenly stops and stares into the crowd. CJ points at someone and Alice turns to look into the crowd as well. The camera turns and we see someone walking through the crowd. *
Markson: Who is that?
Hotcakes: I don’t know, but Fook N’Hoot need to pay attention to the match.
Markson: THAT’S THE LOST SOUL!!!
Hotcakes: Well it looks like he’s found a seat in the front row. I was wondering why all those seats were sold out except that one.
* Jethro fires a forearm shiver into the ribs of CJ, snapping CJ back to reality. CJ responds by slamming another forearm across the back of Jethro. CJ keeps the attack coming as he quickly grabs Jethto and lands a hard European uppercut rocking Jethro. Jethro staggers toward the middle of the ring, and CJ grabs him going for another European uppercut, but Jethro counters into a backslide. *
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CJ quickly kicks out and rolls to his knee. CJ throws a quick forearm to the side of Jethro’s head while both men are on ther knees, bringing an angry Gabe into the ring. Referee Wallace is distracted by Gabe, ordering him out of the ring as CJ grabs Jethro and shoots him into the ropes. Jethro reverses CJ and sends CJ into the ropes, as CJ hits the ropes Michael Dawson pulls the top rope down and CJ goes tumbling out of the ring to the outside, hitting the edge of the ring as he tumbles out. *
Markson: OH COME ON!
Hotcakes: That is why is pays to have a manager at ringside, to manage not only your career, but the match too.
Markson: You mean to cheat for you?
Hotcakes: Like Ref Wallace, I didn’t see anyhing.
*Referee Wallace turns around to see CJ lying on the outside. Alice comes into the ring angry and yelling about what Michael did. Referee Wallace begins telling Alice she has to get out the ring, giving Michael Dawson an opportunity to lay some stomps in to the back of CJ. After three hard stomps to the back of CJ, Michael grabs CJ and rolls him into the ring where Jethro is waiting on CJ. CJ immediately rolls to all fours when Jethro drops an elbow into the small of CJ’s back. CJ goes flat to his stomach, and Jethro quickly mounts CJ and goes right into a camel clutch. *
Markson: This is atrocious.
Hotcakes: What is? The fact that The Gangster of Christ are breaking CJ O’Dnnell’s back and making him humble.
Markson: No, this cheating from the Dawson family.
*CJ fights to free his right arm, and when he does he grabs the hands of Jethro. CJ is able to peel a finger back and begins twisting and bending it. Jethro releases the hold, but lands a hard crosface with his left hand. CJ stops twisting the finger, but holds onto it. Jethro delivers another crossface rocking CJ, and then a stunned CJ answers by snapping Jethro’s finger backward.
Jethro jumps to his feet, holding his finger. CJ pushes himself up to his knees and as he does Jethro boots him right in the face. CJ goes down and Jetrho tags in Gabe. Jetethro turns back to CJ, grabbing him by the head while Gabe comes off the ropes with a Springboard Diving Knee to the back of CJ. CJ hits the mat hard holding his back as Gabe rolls him over and goes for a pin. *
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Markson: I thought CJ O’Donnell was going to rip Jethro Dawson’s finger off.
Hotcakes: So did Jethro Dawson, but now CJ is going to pay for that.
*Gabe grabs CJ in a waist lock and pulls CJ to his feet. Gabe spins CJ around for a ripcord knee nailing CJ in the face. CJ drops to his knees and seems out of it as Gabe pulls CJ into position for a powerbomb. Gabe lifts CJ up and begins charging toward the turnbuckle for a bucklebomb, when CJ flips backward, taking Gabe over with a hurriconrana right into the turnbuckles.
CJ looks over at Alice who is begging for a tag and he begins crawling toward the corner. As CJ gets closer to tagging Alice, Jethro jumps into the ring drawing Ref Wallace’s attention. With the ref distracted Michael Dawson runs around the ring and yanks Alice off the apron as CJ is about to tag her. Alce is shocked and goes to punch Michael as he runs away. Alice turns back and hops on the apron, but as she does Gabe is up and stomps CJ in the back and drags him back to the middle of the ring. *
Markson: OH COME ON! This is just ridiculous, can we get Michael Dawson bared from ringside?
Hotcakes: Maybe Alice Knight should use some of her mustard money to hire herself a bodyguard or manager.
*Gabe pulls CJ to his feet and tags in Jethro. Gabe and Jethro grab CJ and lift him up, and then slam him donw hard with a double suplex. Jethro rolls to his feet as Gabe exits the ring. Jethro grabs CJ’s leg and turns CJ over with a High Angle Boston Crab. Jethro leans down, putting a massive amount of pressure on CJ’s back. CJ is clearly in great pain, butr refuses to submit. Referee Wallace asks CJ if he wants to submit and he screams “FOOK NO!”.
CJ pushes himself up from the mat, and is able to spin his upper body, catching the ankle of Jethro. CJ twists his body and wiggles his legs free, transitioning into a ankle lock while grapevining the Jethro's Leg. CJ’s torque force Jethro to the grond. Jethro rolls over to his side and uses his free leg to push himself free of the ankle lock. Jethro rolls to his feet, limping slightly as CJ rolls to all fours. Jethro grabs CJ and pulls him into position for a piledriver, but CJ stands up and spins out and goes for a short arm clothesline, but Jethro ducks and grabs a waist lock on CJ. CJ hits a standing switch into a waist lock of his own on Jethro and quickly nails the Distinguished Plex (German Suplex) on Jethro. Both men are left laying on the mat with Jethro holding his head, and CJ holding his back. *
Markson: Both men are down after that huge suplex from CJ O’Donnell.
Hotcakes: This place is gonna go balistic if CJ tags in his Hooters girl,.
Markson: Alice Knight is a hall of famer, be respectful.
Hotckaes: Ok, this place is gonna go balistic if CJ tags in his Hooters WOMAN!.
*CJ and Jethro both begin crawling to their corner, and Jethro gets to his feet and tags Gabe first. As Gabe gets into the ring CJ dives forward tagging in Alice. Alice jumps to the top rope and comes flying off with a missile dropkick to the charging Gabe. Jethro runs back into the ring at Alice and goes for a clothesline, but Alice ducks, catching Jethro’s arm as she does, and spins Jethro right into a spinning neck breaker.
Alce is up and full of energy as the crowd is firmly behind her with a “HOOT! HOOT!” chant breaking out around the Lightning Plex. Alice turns back to Gabe to see Gabe is on his feet and charges with a clothesline of his own. Alice again ducks and hooks going for a spinning neck breaker, but Gabe pulls his head back and scoops Alice’s legs out from under her dropping her to her back. *
Markson: Gabe Dawon put’s Alice Knight on her back.
Hotcakes: She’s fine, she is used to it.
Markson: HARRY!!!
Hotcakes: I mean she has trained jujitsu and has face adversity before in her career. Get your mind out of the gutter Mark.
*Gabe goes for a standing double footstomp, but Alice rolls out of the way, and under the bottom rope to the apron. Alice goes right to her feet and goes to sling shot herself in, when Michael Dawson grabs her foot and pulls her down. Alice lands on her knee on the apron, but pulls herself to her feet. As Alice gets to her feet Gabe is there to superkick her, sending Alice flying off the apron into the security railing. Alice is slumped against the railing right in front of The Lost Soul. The Lost Soul stands up and looks down at Alice, but shows no emotion.*
Markson: What is the Lost Soul doing?
Hotcakes: Alice Knight better be worried about what Jethro Dawson is doing.
*TLS sits down, and as he does Gabe sees Alice is hurting on the outside and decides to continue his assault. Gabe charges off the ropes and comes back for a suicide dive, but as Gabe starts through the ropes CJ is there with Irish Knowledge (Running Single Leg High Knee), to the side of the head. Gabe is out and dangling on the ropes.
CJ looks down at Michael as Michael Dawson approaches and begins yelling at him. While CJ is distracted with Michael, Jethro blast CJ in the back of the head with an elbow. Jethro grabs CJ, quickly spins CJ around and drops hm with the killswitch on the apron. Jethro rolls off the apron and begins taunting CJ when Alice spins Jethro around, nails him with a kick to the stomach and then drops him with The Apache (Dirty Deeds). Alice rolls into the ring, and rolls Gabe up off the ropes with a school boy. *
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Michael: WHAT IS HE DOING UP THERE!?! GET MICHAEL DAWSON DOWN FROM THERE!!!
Hotcakes: Michael Dawson is just a concerned father wanting to get some medical attnetion for his son Jethro, of course he would go to an official for help.
*Michael Dawseon has stopped the count by jumping onto the apron. Alice gets up, and pulls Referee Wallace out of the way and begins yelling at Michael Dawson. Alice slugs Michael Dawson, knocking him of the apron. Michael falls to the ground holding his jaw, as Alice stands in the ring yelling at him. Gabe is to his feet and sees Alice distract. Gabe quickly moves in, grabbing Alice and spinning her around into a ripcord knee. Alice is dazed and falls to all fours. Gabe charges off the ropes and comes back with Last Rites (curb stomp). Alice flops on the mat and Gabe makes the pin.
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Markson: Jethro Dawson was dazed and confused, but wasn’t too out of it allowing him to kick out.
Hotcakes: I think Fook ‘N Hoot are going to have to wear the Dawson boys out more than that to get a three count.
*Alice grabs Jethro in a front face lock and pulls him back to her corner where she tags in CJ. CJ comes into the ring and slams a forearm across the back of Jethro. CJ suddenly stops and stares into the crowd. CJ points at someone and Alice turns to look into the crowd as well. The camera turns and we see someone walking through the crowd. *
Markson: Who is that?
Hotcakes: I don’t know, but Fook N’Hoot need to pay attention to the match.
Markson: THAT’S THE LOST SOUL!!!
Hotcakes: Well it looks like he’s found a seat in the front row. I was wondering why all those seats were sold out except that one.
* Jethro fires a forearm shiver into the ribs of CJ, snapping CJ back to reality. CJ responds by slamming another forearm across the back of Jethro. CJ keeps the attack coming as he quickly grabs Jethto and lands a hard European uppercut rocking Jethro. Jethro staggers toward the middle of the ring, and CJ grabs him going for another European uppercut, but Jethro counters into a backslide. *
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CJ quickly kicks out and rolls to his knee. CJ throws a quick forearm to the side of Jethro’s head while both men are on ther knees, bringing an angry Gabe into the ring. Referee Wallace is distracted by Gabe, ordering him out of the ring as CJ grabs Jethro and shoots him into the ropes. Jethro reverses CJ and sends CJ into the ropes, as CJ hits the ropes Michael Dawson pulls the top rope down and CJ goes tumbling out of the ring to the outside, hitting the edge of the ring as he tumbles out. *
Markson: OH COME ON!
Hotcakes: That is why is pays to have a manager at ringside, to manage not only your career, but the match too.
Markson: You mean to cheat for you?
Hotcakes: Like Ref Wallace, I didn’t see anyhing.
*Referee Wallace turns around to see CJ lying on the outside. Alice comes into the ring angry and yelling about what Michael did. Referee Wallace begins telling Alice she has to get out the ring, giving Michael Dawson an opportunity to lay some stomps in to the back of CJ. After three hard stomps to the back of CJ, Michael grabs CJ and rolls him into the ring where Jethro is waiting on CJ. CJ immediately rolls to all fours when Jethro drops an elbow into the small of CJ’s back. CJ goes flat to his stomach, and Jethro quickly mounts CJ and goes right into a camel clutch. *
Markson: This is atrocious.
Hotcakes: What is? The fact that The Gangster of Christ are breaking CJ O’Dnnell’s back and making him humble.
Markson: No, this cheating from the Dawson family.
*CJ fights to free his right arm, and when he does he grabs the hands of Jethro. CJ is able to peel a finger back and begins twisting and bending it. Jethro releases the hold, but lands a hard crosface with his left hand. CJ stops twisting the finger, but holds onto it. Jethro delivers another crossface rocking CJ, and then a stunned CJ answers by snapping Jethro’s finger backward.
Jethro jumps to his feet, holding his finger. CJ pushes himself up to his knees and as he does Jethro boots him right in the face. CJ goes down and Jetrho tags in Gabe. Jetethro turns back to CJ, grabbing him by the head while Gabe comes off the ropes with a Springboard Diving Knee to the back of CJ. CJ hits the mat hard holding his back as Gabe rolls him over and goes for a pin. *
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KICKOUT!
Markson: I thought CJ O’Donnell was going to rip Jethro Dawson’s finger off.
Hotcakes: So did Jethro Dawson, but now CJ is going to pay for that.
*Gabe grabs CJ in a waist lock and pulls CJ to his feet. Gabe spins CJ around for a ripcord knee nailing CJ in the face. CJ drops to his knees and seems out of it as Gabe pulls CJ into position for a powerbomb. Gabe lifts CJ up and begins charging toward the turnbuckle for a bucklebomb, when CJ flips backward, taking Gabe over with a hurriconrana right into the turnbuckles.
CJ looks over at Alice who is begging for a tag and he begins crawling toward the corner. As CJ gets closer to tagging Alice, Jethro jumps into the ring drawing Ref Wallace’s attention. With the ref distracted Michael Dawson runs around the ring and yanks Alice off the apron as CJ is about to tag her. Alce is shocked and goes to punch Michael as he runs away. Alice turns back and hops on the apron, but as she does Gabe is up and stomps CJ in the back and drags him back to the middle of the ring. *
Markson: OH COME ON! This is just ridiculous, can we get Michael Dawson bared from ringside?
Hotcakes: Maybe Alice Knight should use some of her mustard money to hire herself a bodyguard or manager.
*Gabe pulls CJ to his feet and tags in Jethro. Gabe and Jethro grab CJ and lift him up, and then slam him donw hard with a double suplex. Jethro rolls to his feet as Gabe exits the ring. Jethro grabs CJ’s leg and turns CJ over with a High Angle Boston Crab. Jethro leans down, putting a massive amount of pressure on CJ’s back. CJ is clearly in great pain, butr refuses to submit. Referee Wallace asks CJ if he wants to submit and he screams “FOOK NO!”.
CJ pushes himself up from the mat, and is able to spin his upper body, catching the ankle of Jethro. CJ twists his body and wiggles his legs free, transitioning into a ankle lock while grapevining the Jethro's Leg. CJ’s torque force Jethro to the grond. Jethro rolls over to his side and uses his free leg to push himself free of the ankle lock. Jethro rolls to his feet, limping slightly as CJ rolls to all fours. Jethro grabs CJ and pulls him into position for a piledriver, but CJ stands up and spins out and goes for a short arm clothesline, but Jethro ducks and grabs a waist lock on CJ. CJ hits a standing switch into a waist lock of his own on Jethro and quickly nails the Distinguished Plex (German Suplex) on Jethro. Both men are left laying on the mat with Jethro holding his head, and CJ holding his back. *
Markson: Both men are down after that huge suplex from CJ O’Donnell.
Hotcakes: This place is gonna go balistic if CJ tags in his Hooters girl,.
Markson: Alice Knight is a hall of famer, be respectful.
Hotckaes: Ok, this place is gonna go balistic if CJ tags in his Hooters WOMAN!.
*CJ and Jethro both begin crawling to their corner, and Jethro gets to his feet and tags Gabe first. As Gabe gets into the ring CJ dives forward tagging in Alice. Alice jumps to the top rope and comes flying off with a missile dropkick to the charging Gabe. Jethro runs back into the ring at Alice and goes for a clothesline, but Alice ducks, catching Jethro’s arm as she does, and spins Jethro right into a spinning neck breaker.
Alce is up and full of energy as the crowd is firmly behind her with a “HOOT! HOOT!” chant breaking out around the Lightning Plex. Alice turns back to Gabe to see Gabe is on his feet and charges with a clothesline of his own. Alice again ducks and hooks going for a spinning neck breaker, but Gabe pulls his head back and scoops Alice’s legs out from under her dropping her to her back. *
Markson: Gabe Dawon put’s Alice Knight on her back.
Hotcakes: She’s fine, she is used to it.
Markson: HARRY!!!
Hotcakes: I mean she has trained jujitsu and has face adversity before in her career. Get your mind out of the gutter Mark.
*Gabe goes for a standing double footstomp, but Alice rolls out of the way, and under the bottom rope to the apron. Alice goes right to her feet and goes to sling shot herself in, when Michael Dawson grabs her foot and pulls her down. Alice lands on her knee on the apron, but pulls herself to her feet. As Alice gets to her feet Gabe is there to superkick her, sending Alice flying off the apron into the security railing. Alice is slumped against the railing right in front of The Lost Soul. The Lost Soul stands up and looks down at Alice, but shows no emotion.*
Markson: What is the Lost Soul doing?
Hotcakes: Alice Knight better be worried about what Jethro Dawson is doing.
*TLS sits down, and as he does Gabe sees Alice is hurting on the outside and decides to continue his assault. Gabe charges off the ropes and comes back for a suicide dive, but as Gabe starts through the ropes CJ is there with Irish Knowledge (Running Single Leg High Knee), to the side of the head. Gabe is out and dangling on the ropes.
CJ looks down at Michael as Michael Dawson approaches and begins yelling at him. While CJ is distracted with Michael, Jethro blast CJ in the back of the head with an elbow. Jethro grabs CJ, quickly spins CJ around and drops hm with the killswitch on the apron. Jethro rolls off the apron and begins taunting CJ when Alice spins Jethro around, nails him with a kick to the stomach and then drops him with The Apache (Dirty Deeds). Alice rolls into the ring, and rolls Gabe up off the ropes with a school boy. *
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Michael: WHAT IS HE DOING UP THERE!?! GET MICHAEL DAWSON DOWN FROM THERE!!!
Hotcakes: Michael Dawson is just a concerned father wanting to get some medical attnetion for his son Jethro, of course he would go to an official for help.
*Michael Dawseon has stopped the count by jumping onto the apron. Alice gets up, and pulls Referee Wallace out of the way and begins yelling at Michael Dawson. Alice slugs Michael Dawson, knocking him of the apron. Michael falls to the ground holding his jaw, as Alice stands in the ring yelling at him. Gabe is to his feet and sees Alice distract. Gabe quickly moves in, grabbing Alice and spinning her around into a ripcord knee. Alice is dazed and falls to all fours. Gabe charges off the ropes and comes back with Last Rites (curb stomp). Alice flops on the mat and Gabe makes the pin.
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Steve Cotton: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS, ADVANCING TO THE QUARTERFINALS OF THE S.E.X CUP TOURNAMENT.... THE GANGSTERS OF CHRIST!!!
Markson: OH THIS IS BOVINE SCATOLOGY! Fook N' Hoot were robbed.
Hotcakes: Were they robbed, or did the Gangster of Christ prove they are one of the best tag teams in the sport today?
Markson: The GOC proved they need their Daddy to help them.
Hotcakes: Sounds like you got some daddy issues Mark. Maybe you can work those out while we take our last commercial break of the evening.
*The scene returns from the commercial break to a shot of the sold-out Lightning Plex. *
*There is a loud, mixed reception from the Lightning Plex in Clearwater, Florida as a single spotlight hits the top of the ramp and emerging from behind the curtain flanked by the C.E.O. of CCP Enterprises, Kat Jones, is your TPW International Champion, “Chronic” Chris Page. Chris hoists up the International Championship at the top of the ramp to a pyro display before handing the title over to Kat Jones as they start to make the walk to the ring. Chris fakes like he’s going to tag a hand or two along the way but draws his hand back at the last moment to a smirk on his face. Chris and Kat reach ringside with Kat making her way up the steps while Chris climbs up on the ring apron. Kat reaches the apron where Chris sits on the middle rope while hoisting up the top rope for Kat Jones to step through the ropes followed by Chris Page. Kat walks across the ring calling for the microphone. She hands it over to Page who stands in the center of the ring. The music fades away and all that is left is the very loud, very mixed reception heard from the crowd as Chris raises the microphone and begins to address the TPW faithful. *
CHRIS PAGE: To all my love slaves, Chris Page is here, in the flesh baybay!
*Chris laughs under his breath as more boos than cheers can be heard. *
CHRIS PAGE: So, what do you want to talk about? Should we talk about our last show and how the winner of the Caribbean Cup, Marcus Ka’Derrion, has been named as the number one contender for the International Title? Or do we talk about the open challenge for said title in just two short weeks from tonight? I got it! Let’s talk about both starting with two weeks from tonight.
*The crowd starts to quiet down as Chris continues. *
CHRIS PAGE: I could be a champion that mere holds onto a strap of gold and defends it on Pay-Per-View only, I could be a champion that ducks all challengers unless they’re enhancement talents, and I could be the single biggest prick by not defending at all until Retro-Mania… but that’s not me, and that’s not how I roll. So, live on our next Friday Night Fury I’ll be defending this strap just to show the world that what happened at Thunder in Paradise 2 was anything BUT a fluke.
*Chris takes a moment before he continues. *
CHRIS PAGE: I don’t care who, I don’t care how many, and quiet frankly I just want to compete while continuing to shut the mouths of all the haters, off all the toxic pieces of trash that flood this industry, and to firmly establish that Chris Page on top of the World is a BIGGER draw today than I’ve been over the last two Fudgeing years! And if you know my career, that speaks volumes.
*Kat applauds Chris while the International Title rests on her shoulder. *
CHRIS PAGE: Now that the light work out out of the way, can we talk about the sheer predictability of one Marcus Ka’Derrion? Dude just got named the number one contender, rightfully so when you think about how many people he survived back at TIP 2.. I’ve thought long, I’ve thought hard, and while I know Marcus wants this piece of gold, I think I’ve got something that you want more than any notoriety being the International Champion can bring you.
*The interest of the crowd is piqued as Chris continues. *
CHRIS PAGE: But what if I can bring you something that brings you more notoriety than then International Title can bring you? I am a guy that has the world in the palm of his hands; and while I could tell you myself, allow me to introduce my guest tonight, a man you are all very familiar with, especially you, Marcus…
*Chris points towards the entrance…. *
Markson: WHAT?! That’s not possible!
Hotcakes: He’s not allowed to be here!
*The lights in the building start to flicker, matching the opening riffs and drums of Disturbed's 'The Infection'. After the intro, a brief pyro explosion goes off in the entrance and as lyrics of the song begin, it is indeed Xavier Lux who steps out from behind the smoke left by the pyro. *
Markson: Chris Page choosing to bring back a man who lost a ‘loser leaves fed’ match with Marcus Ka’Derrion, knowing full well that Terry Marshall isn’t here tonight to stop him.
Hotcakes: Oh I’m sure security will come out and stop this right away. Watch!
*But no security comes as Xavier looks around at the crowd, who are booing him loudly, with a huge smile on his face. He’s dressed in his normal street clothes but sporting a black “CCP Enterprises” t-shirt, and seems to carry one over his shoulder as well. He finally decides to make his way to the ring and jawjacks with a few fans here and there, just to get under their skin a little more. He walks up the steel steps and stops just before getting inside the ring to soak in the crowd boos which are deafening. *
Markson: I don’t think security is coming, Harry.
Hotcakes: Why the hell not?! This shouldn’t be allowed!
*Xavier acts as if ‘should he or shouldn’t he’ get in the ring but Chris invites him over and Xavier chuckles and finally does. Once inside he shakes hands with Chris, gives him a bro hug and then pats his shiny new championship belt. ‘Looks nice on you’ he clearly says. He then gives Kat a warm hug before asking for a microphone which Steve Cotton reluctantly hands to him. Once his music dies down, and the crowd kind of settles down, Xavier addresses them. *
Xavier Lux: Oh Thundermaniacs, you are too kind!
*The boos get louder. Xavier looks at Chris and Kat who smile and Xavier smiles back. *
Xavier: I’ve missed you too!
*The boos get replaced by a ‘you don’t go here! You don’t go here!’ chant. *
Xavier: How right you are and you know what? I AM GLAD I NO LONGER GO HERE!
*More boos and Xavier clearly is done playing games. *
Xavier: But I didn’t come back for any of you, I came back because the man that leads the best damn enterprise in the world today asked me to. But I also came back, because I wanted to make amends with my friend, my brother from another mother, my “Sins of the Fathers” tag team partner… The Prince of Pain, Marcus Ka’Derrion!
*The crowd cheers loudly. *
Xavier: oh yeah, I know you love Marcus… So MK, if you can please come out so I can talk to you and so that my good man Chris Page can make you an offer you simply can’t refuse….
Markson: I think we can all pretty much guess what that offer will be.
Hotcakes: A brand new AXTGRIF? I heard there were only 2 of those in the world today!
*“No More Sorrow” by Linkin Park begins to play, causing the fans to cheer loudly, not only because they recognize that song and who it belongs to, but clearly there are some Green Day haters out there… “Prince of Pain” is displayed on the big screen and the crowd, who by now has gotten to their feet, cheer even louder as Marcus Ka’Derrion comes out dressed in a black suit, white shirt and a red tie. *
Markson: Looks like Marcus is reverting back to his original theme music, how are you feeling about this song Harry?
Hotcakes: Give me novacaine…
Markson: A-ha! So you do know Greenday?!
Hotcakes: No, legit give me some drugs, this song makes my head hurt even worse.
*Marcus soaks in the crowd but he’s not smiling, as he is clearly puzzled as to why Xavier Lux is here tonight… Sure they have made up after their vicious steel cage match, but he’s weary about what this visit could mean. He doesn’t make his way to the ring, and instead, pulls out a mic from inside his suit jacket. As his music dies down, he takes a moment to think about his words, but as he locks eyes with Xavier, he simply says. *
Marcus: Hey X, what the hell are you doing here?
*Xavier is taken back by this reaction and he looks at Chris who simply shrugs. *
Xavier: Woah man, what’s with the third degree? I haven’t seen you in forever and this is how you greet me?
Marcus: Dude, I just saw in OCW in February, what do you want?
Xavier: Fine, I’ll get straight to the point. Last time you got really upset with me because I, “left you behind” when I joined forces with The Exiles… No need to get into it, you felt how you felt and we went to war for it. Well, I don’t want to make the same mistake again… You are my brother, and I think this is the perfect time for you and I to get back together in a brand new venture…. Tell him Chris…
*Xavier steps back and Marcus turns his attention to the champ. *
CHRIS PAGE: CCPE has ruled this profession with an iron fist going on two years. A plethora of who's who in our industry under one umbrella, an Enterprise that holds more pieces of championship gold than I can count…
*Chris turns toward Kat Jones as he points at her. *
CHRIS PAGE: And the hardest working CEO on the planet, Kat Jones. CCPE is what this industry is about. The haters will always hate, but it’s because they aren’t EXCLUSIVE enough to be selected for this illustrious group of talent. The question becomes for you; do you want to fight against me? Or work with me? That choice is all yours.
*Xavier takes off the shirt he was carrying on his shoulder, holds it up and it is indeed a CCPE t-shirt, with the logo in front, and when he flips it over it reads “King of Pain” in the back and the number “1”. *
Xavier: Pretty sexy right? So Marcus, why don’t you come on down and try it on.
*Marcus looks around at the crowd who are already chanting: “NO! NO! NO!” But Marcus appears intrigued and starts to make his way down the ring as he is a businessman first after all. Xavier and Chris look at each other and nod approvingly, Kat also nods behind them, already busy on her phone. *
Markson: Marcus couldn’t possibly be considering joining CCPE could he Harry?
Hotcakes: Of course not! Who in their right mind would give up an International title shot for a gym membership?
*Marcus gets inside the ring and is quickly embraced by Xavier but Marcus doesn’t really embrace him back, never taking his eyes off of Page. *
CHRIS PAGE: Now listen, I’m not going to force you to make a decision because that’s not how I roll. Why don’t you take a few weeks, because as you know I’ll be here on the next Fury defending my Championship…Why don’t you sit in on commentary or something, ya might learn a thing or two and then maybe you can enlighten me on your decision.
Xavier: Look man, I know I messed up last time… But let me make up for it this time. I’m vouching for you here, this is a huge opportunity for you, don’t waste it.
*Xavier puts the t-shirt over Marcus’ shoulder and then grabs his arm and raises it for the crowd but they give a mixed reaction. Chris’ music hits and as he exits the ring along with Kat. Xavier pats Marcus on the back and then exits himself. Marcus grabs the shirt and holds it up, looking at it intently, and then looks back at the CPPE crew as they make their way up the ramp. Xavier looks back and points to his head as if to say: “be smart, make the right choice”. Marcus looks back at the shirt and indeed he has a tough decision to make. The shot focuses on Marcus looking at the shirt as the fans boos and the scene fades to the credits. *
CREDITS:
Mac Bane & Tritan Slater vs Fred & Clyde by: Peter Vaughn
Brooke Blakely vs Serena Riot by: The Malvados
Manhattan Project vs The Golden Grapplerellas by Chris Page
