Post by Greg T.O.M on May 19, 2023 16:59:49 GMT -5
R.I.P "Superstar" Billy Graham
1943-2023
*The scene opens to the static of a old box television. *
*The rabbit ears of the set are adjusted by a hand, and then the side of the box is smacked by the same set of hands. Another adjusting of the rabbit ears and the graphic for RetroMania appears in the static. One more hard slap and the static clears up. *
*The Madhouse cover of "Time Warp begins to play over the graphics, as the graphic turns into blue and pink lasers. *
It's astounding
Time is fleeting
Madness takes its toll
Time is fleeting
Madness takes its toll
*The lasers give way to reveals a shot of Brooke Blakely superkicking Junko. The shot immediately cuts to Blakely leaping off the top rope and delivering "Frenzied Spirit" to Junko. *
But listen closely
Not for very much longer
I've got to keep control
Not for very much longer
I've got to keep control
*The impact from the frenzied spirit sends lasers flying again to reveal a shot of Colton Maxim snapping a flag over his knee and throwing it into the crowd. This quickly transitions to Z delivering a crucifix bomb to Colton. Again lasers fill the screen upon impact. *
I remember doing the Time Warp
Drinking those moments when
The blackness would hit me
And the void would be calling
Drinking those moments when
The blackness would hit me
And the void would be calling
*The lasers reveal CJ O'Donnell shaking hands with TLS, but then swiftly CJ pulls TLS towards him and headbutts him to the mat. CJ then begins stomping away at the chest of TLS. This cuts to TLS clothelining CJ over the top rope. *
Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again
It's just a jump to the left
And then a step to the right
Put your hands on your hips
You bring your knees in tight
And then a step to the right
Put your hands on your hips
You bring your knees in tight
*As CJ goes over the top rope we warp to a shot of Master Fry carrying a muzzled Charlie. This cuts to Jay C. Phoenix hitting a big buckle bomb on Mud Mouth. Immediately this cuts to Aaron Wharthog delivering a Belle Bomb onto Reed. The impact sends lights flying as the scene cuts again. *
But it's the pelvic thrust
That really drives you insane
Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again
That really drives you insane
Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again
*We see Ricky Stanton sitting at a table crunching a pickle, this cuts to Nova Skye going "Supernova" onto Master Frye through the announce table right in front of Ricky. The impact once again brings lasers flashing. *
It's so dreamy
Oh, fantasy free me
So you can't see me
No, not at all
In another dimension
With voyeuristic intention
Well-secluded
I see all
Oh, fantasy free me
So you can't see me
No, not at all
In another dimension
With voyeuristic intention
Well-secluded
I see all
*The shot cuts to Peter Vaughn smashing Terry Marshall in the side of the head wit a championship belt. Vaughn smashes the belt over Marshall's head again. This cuts to Vaughn hacking the TPW logo to pieces until it is a "PV". The "PV" sparks and the sparks fade to reveal Marshall smashing a chair into the back of Vaughn. Marshall tackles Vaughn over the desk as the lasers burst into a new scene. *
With a bit of a mind flip
You're into the time slip
And nothing can ever be the same
You're spaced out on sensation
Like you're under sedation
You're into the time slip
And nothing can ever be the same
You're spaced out on sensation
Like you're under sedation
Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again
*The shot cuts to a shot of Gabe Dawson hitting Last Rites (curb stomp) on Alice Knight. The impact shakes to The Malvados hitting Rolling Thunder on Mac Bane. This cuts to Jethro Dawson choking JMont out. JMont's blue face fades to Gabe hitting the Last Rites on Brooke Blakely. This cuts to Hector Malvado hitting a frog splash on Buster Gloves. *
Well, I was walking down the street just a-having a think
When a snake of a guy gave me an evil wink
He shook-a me up, he took me by surprise
He had a pickup truck and the devil's eyes
He stared at me and I felt a change
Time meant nothing, never would again
When a snake of a guy gave me an evil wink
He shook-a me up, he took me by surprise
He had a pickup truck and the devil's eyes
He stared at me and I felt a change
Time meant nothing, never would again
Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again
*The shot cuts to Marcus Ka'Derrion revealing his #1 Contenders contract. This fades to Marcus holding a CCPE shirt. The shot fades to Coding Rhodes taping out to “The Punisher” Texas Clover Leaf from Marcus. This immediately cuts to Chris Page nailing Buster Gloves with the High Times (Flip Piledriver). Page begins getting to his feet ad as he does Tact comes out of nowhere nailing Page with The Humbling (Uranage Suplex). Page hits the mat and falls out of the ring. Tact turns around and covers Buster for the pin. The shot holds in Tact holding the International championship for a moment before fading to Chris Page, Marcus Ka'Derrion, and Larry Tact in a stand off. The scene fades to the sold out Charlotte Coliseum. *
*The shot of the live crowd cuts to TPW Inverter, Vinny McCormick standing in the ring with a mic. *
Vinny McCormick: AND NOW! Here to sing America The Beautiful, THE QUEEN OF SOUL! MISS ARETHA FRANKLIN!!!
*As the amazing Aretha Franklin finishes America The Beautiful and begins to exit the ring the shot switches to the ringside commentary table where we see Mark Marskon, and an overly excited Harry "The Hairstylist" Hotcakes. *
Markson: HELLO EVERYONE! WELCOME TO RETROMANIA!!!
Hotcakes: I'm so excited to be here tonight. The 80's were the best years of my life, and i'm so excited to be reliving them. The 80's were the best, totally awesome, totally tubular, just radical baby!!!
Markson: What a show we have for you tonight folks. All the title are on the line, as we crown our first ever Prestige champion. Nova Skye defends against Ricky Stanton. The Malvados and the Gangsters of Christ, with their manager suspended above the ring in separate shark cages. Then the big one, the International championship with current champion Larry Tact stepping into the big blue cage with challenger Marcus Ka'Derrion, and former champion Chris Page.
Hotcakes: PLUS! Not only is the GOC and Malvados for the Duos titles, but it is also THE FINALS, of the S.E.X Cup. Plus, we have Terry Marshall and Peter Vaughn in a Texas Death match. A Texas Bull Rope match, and a RICK or Reward match.
Markson: It's going to be a huge night, so, let's get it started.
*The camera cuts to Steve Cotton standing in the middle of the ring ready to introduce the first match. *
Steve Cotton: The opening contest, is for THE PRESTIGE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
*Crowd Pop*
Steve Cotton: Ladies and gentlemen our opening bout is scheduled for one fall, and it is to crown the brand new Prestige Champion!
Markson: Here we go Harry, starting off the show with a golden BANG!
Hotcakes: I stand by what I said before, that is a beautiful belt, and cannot believe it is going to go to one of these two goofs.
* "Everyone knows I'm Hog Wild!" Hank Williams Jr starts the intro as the fans all turn to look at the entrance. The heavyweight known as Aaron Warthog comes out, jutting out his chin on the stage and facing the audience. *
Steve Cotton: Introducing first, from Charleston, South Carolina… Weighting in at an impressive 330 pounds and standing at a shocking 6’2” tall… Here is Aaron Warthog!
*He starts down to the ring, pounding on his stomach along the way, ready for another brawl. He gets up on the apron, flashing a signal to the camera, a sign of his love for his wife and child, before stepping through the ropes.*
Steve Cotton: and his opponent…
*The arena is plunged into midnight as "The Phoenix" by Fall Out Boy begins to blast from the sound system. Flames immediately begin to spew from the egress stage and slowly the man known as Jay C. Phoenix rises amidst the fire from an unseen lift below. Once at stage level, he takes a moment to flex before stepping slowly through the flames, seemingly unfazed, and begins walking confidently down the ramp towards the ring, his eyes focused on the denizen(s) within.
Steve Cotton: Hailing from Oblivion, weighing in at 223 pounds and standing 6 feet tall, he is the Jay C. Phoenix!
*Phoenix gets inside the ring and stares confidently at Warthog who returns the same stare. The ref for this one, Villano 16, checks with both men and then calls for the bell.*
Markson: Well, here we go Harry, one of these two young lions of TPW will be crowned the new TPW Prestige Champion!
Hotcakes: Young? Please, isn’t Warthog older than me? And no telling how old Phoenix is, with all his trickery and sorcery stuff, the man could very well be over a thousand years old.
* Both wrestlers walk up to each other and while height wise there isn’t a lot of difference, Aaron’s girth is quite impressive though Phoenix doesn’t seem to have an ounce of fat on his body. Phoenix decides to put those muscles to work, running towards the ropes and going for a clothesline on Aaron and while stiff, the hog-man doesn’t move an inch. Aaron smiles that friendly smile of his, but Phoenix isn’t smiling, we assume, it’s hard to tell under that mask. Phoenix runs to the ropes and tries again, and this time the clothesline is even harder, and Aaron does take a little step back, but it’s very little. Aaron is still smiling, and he tells Phoenix he’ll give him one more try. Phoenix nods and then runs the ropes again, except that this time he delivers a drop kick to Aaron’s knee! The big man drops and Phoenix kips up, hooks Aaron by his head and plants him with a short DDT!*
Markson: Smart adjustment there by Phoenix who realized he wasn’t taking the big man down with clotheslines.
Hotcakes: Maybe, but Phoenix considers himself a ‘powerhouse’ high-flyer, so don’t dismiss his power just yet, may come in handy the longer the match goes.
*Phoenix kips up again and then runs towards the ropes, springboards, spinning, not flipping around and dropping a leg across the back of Warthog’s neck! Now Phoenix flips him over and makes the pin! Villano 16 makes the count!
*One!*
*Two!*
*But the big man kicks out right after, pressing Phoenix off him. Phoenix doesn’t let up, and as Warthog sits up, he comes from behind him and applies a reverse chin lock. Warthog isn’t having any of it though as he quickly makes it to one knee, so Phoenix switches the hold to a headlock. His squeeze on the big melon of Warthog is tight, and that seems to slow him down a bit, no, Warthog gets to his feet anyway, wraps his arms around Phoenix, lifts him up and drops him with a suplex! Warthog lays on his side for a moment, trying to shake off the cobwebs before making it to his feet. Phoenix gets to his feet as well and gets grabbed by Warthog who flings him towards the ropes. Phoenix bounces off and he goes for a clothesline but Phoenix ducks it, swinging around and jumping onto Aaron’s back and applying a sleeper hold! *
Markson: Phoenix has fought a near perfect match so far and has not let up on Warthog.
Hotcakes: We know that when facing someone like the Hog-Man you want to wear him down early, we said it already, the longer this match goes, the more it favors Phoenix.
*Aaron swings his arms wildly and even grabs Villano by his shirt who warns him and he lets him go. He then tries to reach back to get Phoenix off him but isn’t able to. The crowd starts to chant Aaron’s name, getting behind the big man, hoping to give him that much needed boost. It seems to work as Aaron begins to walk backwards and squashes Phoenix against the corner. Warthog stumbles forward but Phoenix jumps on his back again, applying the sleeper hold! Again Warthog goes backwards, crushing him on the corner. He stumbles forward and this time it takes Phoenix an extra second but then jumps on Aaron’s back again! Warthog this time manages to reach back and grab Phoenix by his head and flings him forward. Phoenix flips over, landing hard on his back but then nails Warthog with a Pele style kick to the head that sends him stumbling to the corner. Phoenix gets to his feet and goes to the opposite corner, and then takes a running start and connects with a Phoenix splash! He runs across, bounces off the corner and nails Warthog with a second splash on the return. *
Markson: Phoenix is all over Warthog.
Hotcakes: The big man needs to do something to slow down Jay, pronto!
*Phoenix runs again towards the corner, going for a third splash but this time as he launches at Warthog, he steps up, catching him, spinning around and planting him with a belly-to-belly suplex! The ring shakes, the crowd cheers loudly and Warthog is back in the match. The crowd begins clapping trying to help the big man to his feet as Villano 16 checks on both men. Phoenix, despite being just pancaked, manages to stumble to his feet first. He grabs Aaron by his hair and pulls him up, but all he gets is a stiff shoulder to the stomach for his troubles. Phoenix doubles over and Warthog scoops him up and slams him hard to the mat. He picks him back up only to power slam him this time and then signals to the crowd who goes wild… HOGWILD! Aaron then begins hopping in one leg, away from Phoenix, and once he is by the ropes he begins to do the worm! As he gets close to Phoenix he jumps up and then drops an elbow on the heart of Jay! Warthog now makes his first pinning attempt of the match!*
*One! *
*Two!*
*Kick out by Phoenix!*
Markson: I didn’t know Warthog had that move in his repertoire.
Hotcakes: Hey it’s a big match and he felt he needed to break out something different. It almost worked!
*Aaron brings Jay back up to his feet and then whips him towards the corner; Jay hits hard and Aaron charges at him, connecting with a big belly splash of his own he calls Avalanche! Phoenix stumbles out of the corner and falls flat on his face; Warthog moves in quickly, flipping him over and trying another pin!*
*One!*
*Two!*
*Kick out again by Phoenix. Warthog gets up with purpose and peels Phoenix off the mat, he then whips him towards the ropes, he bounces off and Warthog catches him with a bear hug! The crowd is once again on their feet as they can feel Warthog about to wrap this one despite the tough start. Villano 16 asks Phoenix if he gives up? But he screams no and then begins to nail Aaron on his forehead repeatedly with forearms. The blows are enough for the hold to be broken as Warthog stumbles backwards holding his forehead. Phoenix bounces himself off the ropes now and jumps up, but before he can attempt something he gets nailed with a Dusty elbow shot! He doesn’t go down but is pretty rocked and Warthog nails him with another, another, another, a little shake of the legs and boom, a big elbow shot that finally drops Phoenix to the mat! Warthog gets on top of him for the pressed pin!*
*One!*
*Two!*
*Th… kick out!*
Markson: Warthog has been giving it to Phoenix these last few minutes Harry, but Phoenix is hanging in there.
Hotcakes: Yeah, Phoenix is built to take lots of punishment… Which goes well with Warthog who likes to dish out a lot of punishment as well.
*Warthog looks at Villano 16 who shows him two fingers. Warthog gets to his feet and brings Phoenix to his, then lifts him with a gorilla press! The crowd cheers and Warthog waits a few seconds before slamming Phoenix hard to the mat! Warthog goes for the pin but again Phoenix kicks out after two. Warthog brings him to his feet and this time; he turns him around and applies a full nelson! This seems to wake Phoenix up and having felt the effects of the bear hug earlier, he wants no part of this hold. He manages to slide out of Warthog’s grip, dropping to the mat, then grabbing one of Aaron’s massive legs and manages to trip him. Aaron falls forward and Phoenix gets to his feet holding his back in pain. He then heads to the ropes and steps to the outside. He then waits for Aaron to get up and face him, when he does, Phoenix launches himself using the ropes landing on Aaron’s shoulders and taking him down with a Hurricanrana! Aaron stays down and Phoenix, with newly found energy, goes to the turnbuckle and climbs onto the second one; he then measures Aaron before jumping up onto the third turnbuckle, then jumping again, flipping in midair and landing a shooting star press! *
Markson: What a move by Phoenix!
Hotcakes: When he turns on the jets the man can fly Markson!
*Phoenix grabs one of Warthog’s massive legs and hooks it for a pin! Villano 16 checks his shoulders and then counts!*
*One!*
*Two!*
*Th… kick out! Phoenix gets to his feet and then signals to the crowd that he is going to slam Warthog! The crowd gives a mix reaction, as most are clearly behind the family man. Phoenix brings Aaron to his feet and goes for a scoop slam! No, his back gives out on him, and he stumbles backwards, letting go of Aaron, who, in turn moves in on him and whips him towards the ropes. Phoenix bounces off and Warthog goes for a clothesline, Phoenix ducks it and puts on the breaks. The two turn towards each other and Phoenix rocks Warthog with a super kick! Aaron stumbles backwards but doesn’t go down, so Phoenix nails him with a second super kick! Warthog again doesn’t go down, but instead stumbles onto the ropes and slowly stumbles towards Phoenix who in one swift motion scoops him up and delivers a Michinoku driver that rocks the ring and the sold-out Charlotte arena! The fans go wild and a chant of “holy-Poop! Holy-Poop!” gets started! And yes, it’s the 80’s and that chant doesn’t exist, but whatever! *
Markson: You called it Hotcakes, Phoenix is deceivingly strong, and he just proved it right there by driving the big man to the mat, headfirst!
Hotcakes: and if he manages to pin him, I think he got him… All that weight compressing on Warthog’s neck can’t be good, he may be done right here!
*Phoenix does indeed go for the pin, but isn’t able to hook either leg.*
*One!*
*Two!*
*Three!
*NOOOOOO… kick out! The crowd cheers loudly as Warthog is still in the match. Phoenix stumbles to his feet and brings Aaron to his… He then whips him towards the corner where Phoenix follows up with a splash, no, Aaron catches him and plants him with a rock bottom! Aaron gets to his feet, still a bit groggy, and then sets up Phoenix in front of the turnbuckle. He then climbs it, jumps onto the second turnbuckle before pushing himself off and delivering his finisher, Bell Bomb! Warthog hooks the leg for the pin and Villano 16 counts!
*One!*
*Two!*
*Three!
*NO! Phoenix also kicks out at the last second! Warthog can’t believe it and slaps the mat, breaking character and showing frustration. Warthog gets to his feet and brings Phoenix to his feet only to catch a sneaky European uppercut for his troubles! Phoenix then grabs him by his head, pulls him in so they are forehead to forehead, says something to him and then rocks him with UCAP! Up Close and Personal, a super stiff headbutt that would KO the normal opponent but Warthog stumbles backwards onto the ropes again, and despite seeming to be out on his feet, comes back, almost on instinct and rocks Phoenix with his Stampede spear! Phoenix is folder in half and appears out, his face looking up to the rafters, but Warthog isn’t doing much better, laid out on the mat face down. Villano 16 checks with both men and does what he is supposed to and begins the ten count!*
*One!*
*Two!*
*The crowd begins to count along.*
*Three!*
*Four!*
Markson: Both men are still down Harry, could this match end on a double count-out?!
*Five!*
*Six!*
Hotcakes: No way, we must have a winner! If either of them can beat the count, they’ll be declared the champion! Come on somebody!
*Seven!*
*Warthog begins to stir*
*Eight!*
*But so does Phoenix!*
*Nine!*
*Warthog makes it to his feet using the ropes!*
*Nine and a half!*
*But so does Phoenix using the turnbuckles!*
Markson: The match continues Harry!
Hotcakes: Man that was close!
*The ref waves his hands as both men are back on their feet, Aaron eyeing Phoenix who is leaning against the top turnbuckle, his face away from Aaron. The hog-man makes his way over and tries to pull him off the corner, but Phoenix hangs on for dear life. Aaron tugs once, no! Tugs twice! No! Tugs a third time and he finally manages to pull Phoenix off who rips the top turnbuckle off the corner, exposing the steel underneath. Aaron turns Phoenix around who rakes the eyes of Aaron with the padded turnbuckle! Aaron stumbles backwards as the ref yanks the padding off Phoenix’s hands and goes to hand it over to an official outside. Phoenix uses this to hook Aaron between his legs, turning so they are facing he exposed turnbuckle. He manages to lift the big man up for his power-bomb finisher, but Aaron, somehow some way, bends backwards and delivers the sloppiest Hurricanrana you have ever seen, which sends Phoenix crashing against the exposed turnbuckle face first! Aaron gets to his feet and then rolls Phoenix up from behind for the pin! Villano 16 turns back around and sees the pin and gets down right away! *
*One!*
*Two!*
*Three!*
*The bell rings.*
Steve Cotton: Here is your winner…. And the NEW Prestige champion… AARON WARTHOG!
Hotcakes: That no-good, cheatin’-sum’ bitch Aaron Warthog just stole the title! He used the exposed turnbuckle!
Markson: He did not! Phoenix was going to use it first and Aaron just turned it around on him! It was fair game!
* Villano 16 gets the prestige title from the official outside and then he hands it to Aaron who looks at it proudly, tear eyed. Villano 16 raises his arm in victory and the crowd goes hog-wild again. The ref then goes to check on Phoenix who has not moved a muscle and appears completely out. Aaron slides to the outside where he i handed the Prestiege championship by a Vinny McCromick. *
Markson: What a great moment for TPW’s Family Man and folks, guess what? We’re just getting started!
*The shot fades from Aaron Warthog holding the championship over his head. *
*The scene opens up to a shot of the Louisiana Swamp at dusk. The camera moves slowly through the thick mist that clings to the water's surface. In the distance, we see the silhouette of Mud Mouth and Clement Claremont standing on the edge of the water.
As the camera moves closer, we see that Mud Mouth is holding a small, intricately carved box in his hands. He opens it and pulls out a gold chain with a Jesus Piece on the end of it. He holds it up to the light, examining it closely.
Clement stands beside him, watching in silence. As Mud Mouth continues to examine the object, we hear strange whispers and murmurs in the distance - as if the swamp itself is alive and talking.
Finally, Mud Mouth nods and places the object back into the box. He turns to Clement and speaks in a low voice. *
Mud Mouth: We need to be careful. There are forces at play in this swamp that we don't understand.
*Clement nods in agreement.*
Clement Claremont: I know. I can feel it too.
*The camera pans out to show the swamp stretching out in all directions. We see strange shapes moving in the shadows and hear the distant cawing of crows. As the camera moves back to Mud Mouth and Clement, we see that their eyes are fixed on something in the distance - something we can't quite make out.Without a word, the two men begin to walk towards it, moving slowly through the thick mist. As they walk, we see strange symbols etched into the trees around them - symbols that seem to pulse with an otherworldly energy.
Finally, they reach their destination - a small clearing in the heart of the swamp. In the center of the clearing stands an ancient stone altar, covered in moss and vines.
Mud Mouth and Clement exchange a look before stepping forward to examine it. As they do, we hear the whispers and murmurs growing louder - as if the swamp itself is calling out to them.
The camera pans out to show the swamp stretching out in all directions, its secrets and mysteries waiting to be discovered. As it does, the scene fades to black, leaving us with the sense that Mud Mouth and Clement are about to embark on a journey into the heart of darkness. *
As the camera moves closer, we see that Mud Mouth is holding a small, intricately carved box in his hands. He opens it and pulls out a gold chain with a Jesus Piece on the end of it. He holds it up to the light, examining it closely.
Clement stands beside him, watching in silence. As Mud Mouth continues to examine the object, we hear strange whispers and murmurs in the distance - as if the swamp itself is alive and talking.
Finally, Mud Mouth nods and places the object back into the box. He turns to Clement and speaks in a low voice. *
Mud Mouth: We need to be careful. There are forces at play in this swamp that we don't understand.
*Clement nods in agreement.*
Clement Claremont: I know. I can feel it too.
*The camera pans out to show the swamp stretching out in all directions. We see strange shapes moving in the shadows and hear the distant cawing of crows. As the camera moves back to Mud Mouth and Clement, we see that their eyes are fixed on something in the distance - something we can't quite make out.Without a word, the two men begin to walk towards it, moving slowly through the thick mist. As they walk, we see strange symbols etched into the trees around them - symbols that seem to pulse with an otherworldly energy.
Finally, they reach their destination - a small clearing in the heart of the swamp. In the center of the clearing stands an ancient stone altar, covered in moss and vines.
Mud Mouth and Clement exchange a look before stepping forward to examine it. As they do, we hear the whispers and murmurs growing louder - as if the swamp itself is calling out to them.
The camera pans out to show the swamp stretching out in all directions, its secrets and mysteries waiting to be discovered. As it does, the scene fades to black, leaving us with the sense that Mud Mouth and Clement are about to embark on a journey into the heart of darkness. *
*The shot returns to Steve Cotton standing in the middle of the ring. *
Steve Cotton: The following contest is… A BULL ROPE MATCH!!!
*Crowd Pops.*
Steve Cotton: Introducing first, from Charleston, SC, and weighing in at 230lbs. He is the GOLD STANDARD…. COLTON MAXIM!!!
*Crowd Pops.*
Steve Cotton: Introducing first, from Charleston, SC, and weighing in at 230lbs. He is the GOLD STANDARD…. COLTON MAXIM!!!
*The lights go out in the arena. “Running Down A Dream” by Tom Petty begins to play over the PA. A spotlight kicks on shining to the top of the entranceway where Colton Maxim sits on a 1989 Yamaha FZR1000. Colton is sitting up and waving at the fans as they cheer. Colton then revs the engine, leans down, and drives down the entranceway, doing a lap around the ring.
Colton, top the bike turns it off takes the key out, and then hops off the bike onto the ring apron. Colton poses for the fans and then throws the keys as far into the cheap seats as he can. The crowd erupts as Colton smiles. Colton hops into the ring and takes off his golden embroidered jacket and throws it into the crowd as well. Colton poses once more as the music and cheers fade out. *
Steve Cotton: Introducing his opponent, from Yakima, WA, and weighing in at 265lbs, he is the CREATOR OF CHAOS, THIS IS ZOLTON!!!
*The arena darkens as the "F8" by Five Finger Death Punch plays. The peak of the song is reached and the arena begins to flash almost as though an electrical surge flows through the arena. "F8" bleeds into "Rise Cover" by State of MINE and a blue spotlight shines on the stage as it is covered with smoke/mist. A moment passes and into the spotlight stands Zolton facing away from the ring. His head lowered, hair silhouetting his face. The chorus flows from "Rise Cover" and he turns and walks down the rampway. Ignoring the crowd up against the entrance ramp. Mist covers the ring now as he climbs the steps and enters the ring as it fills with blue lighting. He leans in his assigned corner after removing his long leather trench coat. The music fades out as the arena lights rise into normalcy.*
Markson: I’ve got a feeling this match is going to get real violent real fast.
Hotcakes: You have to know that Colton Maxim is going to be looking for revenge after getting laid out by Zolton at the last Friday Night Fury.
*Referee Villano 16 makes sure the rope is secure on Colton’s wrist and then moves to Z’s. Z looks at the rope and scoffs. Ref Villano 16 orders him to put it o, and Z shoves him out of the way to head for Colton, but as Z shoves the Ref aside Colton is there with the cow bell and smashes it into the head of Z. Z falls back into the turnbuckles, and Colton begins firing away with rapid-fire kicks, kicking Z until he falls to his butt in he corner. Colton doesn’t stop there though, and continues stomping away at Z. The Ref pulls Colton out of the corner long enough to put the rope around Z’s wrist and then calls for the bell to officially start the match. *
Markson: Colton Maxim wasting absolutely no time in getting some revenge on Zolton.
Hotcakes: Zolton is on the receiving end of some per-mature cowbelling from Colton. The cowbell rang before the ring bell.
*Z grabs the ropes and pulls himself to hi feet, but as soon as he gets up Colton is there with a right hand that rocks Zolton back into the corner. Z tries to cover up as Colton fires lefts and rights at his head. Finally, Z shoves Colton back to get some separation, but Colton instantly charges back into the corner at Z. Z side steps and shoves Colton in the back, sending him into the turnbuckles. Z takes a few steps toward the middle of the ring, shaking the cobwebs free from his head.
As Z stands in the middle of the ring with his back to Colton, he has stepped over the rope. Colton yanks the rope hard pulling it hard and fast into the crotch of Z. Z’s knees bend and he’s staggered in the middle of the ring. Colton charges from behind and hits a running bulldog on Z. Z hits the mat hard, and rolls out of the ring, standing on the outside holding his big and little head. Colton gives no time off though and runs across the ring with a baseball slide drop kick sending Z back into the security railing. *
Markson: Colton Maxim has been wide open, and full throttle since before the bell even rang.
Hotcakes: Are you using that analogy because he came down to the ring on a motorcycle?
Markson: Maybe….
*Colton is out of the ring and firing right hands into the head of Z. Colton pulls the cowbell up and slams it into the forehead of Z, dropping Z to a seated position. Colton grabs Z by the hair with one hand and has the cowbell in the other hand. Colton shoves the corner of the cowbell into the forehead of Z and begins grinding it back and forth, opening up Z’s forehead. Blood begins to roll down the forehead and face of Z as Colton pulls the cowbell away and punches Z in the cut with a hard right hand. *
Markon: ZOLTON HAS BEEN BUSTED OPEN!!!
Hotcakes: Viewer discretion is advised, this match alone will probably be NC-17 by itself.
*Z staggers to his feet, blood now covering the top half of his face. Colton grabs Z and throws him into the guardrails. Colton shoves Z back over the railing and then whips him across the chest with the bull rope, sending a stinging sound through the arena. Z bends over holding his chest and Colton smacks the rope over his back like a whip. Z arches back up, and Colton grabs Z and rolls him into the ring near the turnbuckle.
Colton turns back to play to the cheering crowd and doesn’t notice Z roll back out of the ring on the other side of the ring post. As Colton turns around, Z pulls the rope hard, sending Colton flying face-first into the ring post. *
Markson: Great ring awareness there by Zolton.
Hotcakes: Zolton has found success and gold almost everywhere he has been, you have to know that he is resilient.
*Z wraps the rope around Colton’s head and uses it to slam Colton’s head into the post. Z then begins pulling backward, tightening the rope around Colton’s head as his head is pulled tighter into the post. Z finally lets go of the rope and Colton falls back into a seated position. Z hits a running boot to the face of Colton, knocking Colton back to the ground. Z grabs Colton, pulls him up, and rolls him into the ring.
Z follows in, and Colton is trying to get to his feet as Z grabs him. Z lifts Colton up, and throws him over his shoulder preparing for a power slam, but Colton slides down the back of Z. Colton catches Z as he comes down and has Z hooked for the Bank Roll (Cross Rhodes). Z spins out quickly though and whips Colton into the ropes. As Coulton comes off Z catches him with a twisting power slam. *
Markson: What a display of power and speed by Zolton.
Hotcakes: He got some real horsepower and torque on that power slam.
Markson: Wait, what is Zolton doing now?
*Z takes the corner of the cowbell and sticks it into the arm of Colton. Colton screams in pain and tries shoving Z’s hands away, but Z continues grinding the bell into the arm of Colton. Z finally jerks the bell down the arm of Colton, slicing the arm even more. Colton rolls around on the mat holding his arm as blood runs down his arm. Z runs and stomps the arm of Colton. Colton rolls up to his knee in pain, and as soon as he is up Z smashes the cowbell over his head.
Colton falls back over his knees and then rolls to his side. Colton grabs the ropes with his good arm and starts pulling himself up. Z wraps the rope around Colton’s throat and head and begins dragging him back to the middle of the ring and strangling him. *
Markson: Zolton is absolutely brutalizing Colton Maxim right now.
Hotcakes: Look at Colton’s arm, I might be sick.
*Z throws Colton to the mat. Z backs up into the ropes, pulling the cowbell up to him as he does. Z comes off the ropes, jumps up, and comes down driving the corner of the cowbell right into the forehead of Colton. Colton’s head is sliced right open, and Colton begins rolling around on the mat holding his now bleeding head.
Colton pushes himself up to his feet, feeling a surge of adrenaline from being busted open. As Colton gets to his feet Z steps in going for a standing sidekick, but Colton ducks, and as Z passes by him Colton catches Z in a sleeper. Z arms flail around, but Z uses his size and backpedals into the corner, smashing Colton into the turnbuckles. Z stakes a few steps forward then spins around and charges into the corner at Colton, but Colton gets a boot up and Z runs right into it. Z staggers back holding his bloody jaw. *
Markson: It looks like Colton Maxim is getting a second wind here. I guess having his arm and skull ripped open lit kicked his flight or fight instinct in.
Hotcakes: Yeah Mark, something about fearing for your life will make you fight even harder.
*As Z staggers back, Colton hops onto the second rope. Colton goes for a modified Gold Rush (usually a running blockbuster), but Z steps back and catches Colton, dropping him with a sit-out powerbomb. Z hooks for the pin.
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KICKOUT!
Z grabs Colton by the hair and pulls him right up. Z hooks a full-Nelson on Colton, but as he does Colton begins clamping his arms down trying to block it. Colton slips his left arm out and elbows Z in the stomach. Colton then pulls his right arm down, hooking Z’s arm, and then arm drags Z down.
Colton grabs the cowbell and swings it overhead trying to smash it into the chest of Z, but Z rolls out of the way. Z rolls to his feet as he rolls out of the way. Colton turns right into the Titan Crush (Spinning Roundhouse Kick). *
Markson: OH MY! Zolton almost took Colton’s head off with that kick.
Hotcakes: I don’t think Colton will be able to take much more, he is absolutely covered in blood.
*Z stands back collecting himself and waiting for Colton to start getting up. After Colton barely moves for a moment, Z grabs Colton by the head and pulls him up, right into position for Welcome to the Gates (Crucifix Power Bomb into a fold-up Pin). Z bends over, wrapping his arms around Colton, but as he does Colton spins out and hits a super kick to the knee of Z dropping him to a single knee. Colton grabs Z by the head and drops him a kneeling DDT, completing the Trend Setter combo.
Colton is down though and can’t capitalize, as he is weak from the beating he has taken and the loss of blood. After a few moments, Colton is able to roll Z over and make the pin. *
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KICKOUT!
Markson: Zolton just barely kicked out.
Hotcakes: If Colton had done that DDT onto the bell I think he would have got the win there.
*Colton slowly pushes himself up and staggers back into the corner waiting on Z to get up. As Z starts to get up Colton rushes forward looking for the Gold Rush (running blockbuster), but as Colton flips, Z stands up, catching Colton under the arm. Z lifts Colton overhead and spikes him down with the Welcome to the Gates (Crucifix Power Bomb into a fold-up Pin). *
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Colton, top the bike turns it off takes the key out, and then hops off the bike onto the ring apron. Colton poses for the fans and then throws the keys as far into the cheap seats as he can. The crowd erupts as Colton smiles. Colton hops into the ring and takes off his golden embroidered jacket and throws it into the crowd as well. Colton poses once more as the music and cheers fade out. *
Steve Cotton: Introducing his opponent, from Yakima, WA, and weighing in at 265lbs, he is the CREATOR OF CHAOS, THIS IS ZOLTON!!!
*The arena darkens as the "F8" by Five Finger Death Punch plays. The peak of the song is reached and the arena begins to flash almost as though an electrical surge flows through the arena. "F8" bleeds into "Rise Cover" by State of MINE and a blue spotlight shines on the stage as it is covered with smoke/mist. A moment passes and into the spotlight stands Zolton facing away from the ring. His head lowered, hair silhouetting his face. The chorus flows from "Rise Cover" and he turns and walks down the rampway. Ignoring the crowd up against the entrance ramp. Mist covers the ring now as he climbs the steps and enters the ring as it fills with blue lighting. He leans in his assigned corner after removing his long leather trench coat. The music fades out as the arena lights rise into normalcy.*
Markson: I’ve got a feeling this match is going to get real violent real fast.
Hotcakes: You have to know that Colton Maxim is going to be looking for revenge after getting laid out by Zolton at the last Friday Night Fury.
*Referee Villano 16 makes sure the rope is secure on Colton’s wrist and then moves to Z’s. Z looks at the rope and scoffs. Ref Villano 16 orders him to put it o, and Z shoves him out of the way to head for Colton, but as Z shoves the Ref aside Colton is there with the cow bell and smashes it into the head of Z. Z falls back into the turnbuckles, and Colton begins firing away with rapid-fire kicks, kicking Z until he falls to his butt in he corner. Colton doesn’t stop there though, and continues stomping away at Z. The Ref pulls Colton out of the corner long enough to put the rope around Z’s wrist and then calls for the bell to officially start the match. *
Markson: Colton Maxim wasting absolutely no time in getting some revenge on Zolton.
Hotcakes: Zolton is on the receiving end of some per-mature cowbelling from Colton. The cowbell rang before the ring bell.
*Z grabs the ropes and pulls himself to hi feet, but as soon as he gets up Colton is there with a right hand that rocks Zolton back into the corner. Z tries to cover up as Colton fires lefts and rights at his head. Finally, Z shoves Colton back to get some separation, but Colton instantly charges back into the corner at Z. Z side steps and shoves Colton in the back, sending him into the turnbuckles. Z takes a few steps toward the middle of the ring, shaking the cobwebs free from his head.
As Z stands in the middle of the ring with his back to Colton, he has stepped over the rope. Colton yanks the rope hard pulling it hard and fast into the crotch of Z. Z’s knees bend and he’s staggered in the middle of the ring. Colton charges from behind and hits a running bulldog on Z. Z hits the mat hard, and rolls out of the ring, standing on the outside holding his big and little head. Colton gives no time off though and runs across the ring with a baseball slide drop kick sending Z back into the security railing. *
Markson: Colton Maxim has been wide open, and full throttle since before the bell even rang.
Hotcakes: Are you using that analogy because he came down to the ring on a motorcycle?
Markson: Maybe….
*Colton is out of the ring and firing right hands into the head of Z. Colton pulls the cowbell up and slams it into the forehead of Z, dropping Z to a seated position. Colton grabs Z by the hair with one hand and has the cowbell in the other hand. Colton shoves the corner of the cowbell into the forehead of Z and begins grinding it back and forth, opening up Z’s forehead. Blood begins to roll down the forehead and face of Z as Colton pulls the cowbell away and punches Z in the cut with a hard right hand. *
Markon: ZOLTON HAS BEEN BUSTED OPEN!!!
Hotcakes: Viewer discretion is advised, this match alone will probably be NC-17 by itself.
*Z staggers to his feet, blood now covering the top half of his face. Colton grabs Z and throws him into the guardrails. Colton shoves Z back over the railing and then whips him across the chest with the bull rope, sending a stinging sound through the arena. Z bends over holding his chest and Colton smacks the rope over his back like a whip. Z arches back up, and Colton grabs Z and rolls him into the ring near the turnbuckle.
Colton turns back to play to the cheering crowd and doesn’t notice Z roll back out of the ring on the other side of the ring post. As Colton turns around, Z pulls the rope hard, sending Colton flying face-first into the ring post. *
Markson: Great ring awareness there by Zolton.
Hotcakes: Zolton has found success and gold almost everywhere he has been, you have to know that he is resilient.
*Z wraps the rope around Colton’s head and uses it to slam Colton’s head into the post. Z then begins pulling backward, tightening the rope around Colton’s head as his head is pulled tighter into the post. Z finally lets go of the rope and Colton falls back into a seated position. Z hits a running boot to the face of Colton, knocking Colton back to the ground. Z grabs Colton, pulls him up, and rolls him into the ring.
Z follows in, and Colton is trying to get to his feet as Z grabs him. Z lifts Colton up, and throws him over his shoulder preparing for a power slam, but Colton slides down the back of Z. Colton catches Z as he comes down and has Z hooked for the Bank Roll (Cross Rhodes). Z spins out quickly though and whips Colton into the ropes. As Coulton comes off Z catches him with a twisting power slam. *
Markson: What a display of power and speed by Zolton.
Hotcakes: He got some real horsepower and torque on that power slam.
Markson: Wait, what is Zolton doing now?
*Z takes the corner of the cowbell and sticks it into the arm of Colton. Colton screams in pain and tries shoving Z’s hands away, but Z continues grinding the bell into the arm of Colton. Z finally jerks the bell down the arm of Colton, slicing the arm even more. Colton rolls around on the mat holding his arm as blood runs down his arm. Z runs and stomps the arm of Colton. Colton rolls up to his knee in pain, and as soon as he is up Z smashes the cowbell over his head.
Colton falls back over his knees and then rolls to his side. Colton grabs the ropes with his good arm and starts pulling himself up. Z wraps the rope around Colton’s throat and head and begins dragging him back to the middle of the ring and strangling him. *
Markson: Zolton is absolutely brutalizing Colton Maxim right now.
Hotcakes: Look at Colton’s arm, I might be sick.
*Z throws Colton to the mat. Z backs up into the ropes, pulling the cowbell up to him as he does. Z comes off the ropes, jumps up, and comes down driving the corner of the cowbell right into the forehead of Colton. Colton’s head is sliced right open, and Colton begins rolling around on the mat holding his now bleeding head.
Colton pushes himself up to his feet, feeling a surge of adrenaline from being busted open. As Colton gets to his feet Z steps in going for a standing sidekick, but Colton ducks, and as Z passes by him Colton catches Z in a sleeper. Z arms flail around, but Z uses his size and backpedals into the corner, smashing Colton into the turnbuckles. Z stakes a few steps forward then spins around and charges into the corner at Colton, but Colton gets a boot up and Z runs right into it. Z staggers back holding his bloody jaw. *
Markson: It looks like Colton Maxim is getting a second wind here. I guess having his arm and skull ripped open lit kicked his flight or fight instinct in.
Hotcakes: Yeah Mark, something about fearing for your life will make you fight even harder.
*As Z staggers back, Colton hops onto the second rope. Colton goes for a modified Gold Rush (usually a running blockbuster), but Z steps back and catches Colton, dropping him with a sit-out powerbomb. Z hooks for the pin.
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KICKOUT!
Z grabs Colton by the hair and pulls him right up. Z hooks a full-Nelson on Colton, but as he does Colton begins clamping his arms down trying to block it. Colton slips his left arm out and elbows Z in the stomach. Colton then pulls his right arm down, hooking Z’s arm, and then arm drags Z down.
Colton grabs the cowbell and swings it overhead trying to smash it into the chest of Z, but Z rolls out of the way. Z rolls to his feet as he rolls out of the way. Colton turns right into the Titan Crush (Spinning Roundhouse Kick). *
Markson: OH MY! Zolton almost took Colton’s head off with that kick.
Hotcakes: I don’t think Colton will be able to take much more, he is absolutely covered in blood.
*Z stands back collecting himself and waiting for Colton to start getting up. After Colton barely moves for a moment, Z grabs Colton by the head and pulls him up, right into position for Welcome to the Gates (Crucifix Power Bomb into a fold-up Pin). Z bends over, wrapping his arms around Colton, but as he does Colton spins out and hits a super kick to the knee of Z dropping him to a single knee. Colton grabs Z by the head and drops him a kneeling DDT, completing the Trend Setter combo.
Colton is down though and can’t capitalize, as he is weak from the beating he has taken and the loss of blood. After a few moments, Colton is able to roll Z over and make the pin. *
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KICKOUT!
Markson: Zolton just barely kicked out.
Hotcakes: If Colton had done that DDT onto the bell I think he would have got the win there.
*Colton slowly pushes himself up and staggers back into the corner waiting on Z to get up. As Z starts to get up Colton rushes forward looking for the Gold Rush (running blockbuster), but as Colton flips, Z stands up, catching Colton under the arm. Z lifts Colton overhead and spikes him down with the Welcome to the Gates (Crucifix Power Bomb into a fold-up Pin). *
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Steve Cotton: HERE IS YOU WINNER… ZOLTON!!!
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Steve Cotton: HERE IS YOU WINNER… ZOLTON!!!
Markson: Unbelievable power shown there by Zolton. What an impressive in-ring debut for Zolton. What a way to make a statement.
Hotcakes: Make no doubt about it, Zolton is going to be a force to be reckoned with in here in TPW.
*Z stands over Colton who appears to be lifeless as he lays on the mat. Zolton wipes the blood from his head and then writes a large “Z” on the chest of Colton. *
Markson: OH, THAT IS DISGUSTING!!!
Hotcakes: Hey now, people just weren’t as aware of blood-transmitted diseases in the eighties.
*Z grabs Colton by the hair and drags him to his feet. Colton’s lifeless body would fall if it weren’t leaned against the body of Z. Z takes the rope from Colton’s fist and wraps it around the throat of Colton, tying it in a knot. Z then takes Colton and throws him over the top rope, but Z holds onto the ropes so that Colton doesn’t hit the floor. Z holds onto the rope, essentially hanging Colton. Colton’s legs swing and he comes back to consciousness, clawing at the rope. Colton soon fades again, his body going limp, and his bloody face starting to turn a shade of blue. *
Markson: GOOD LORD!!! GET SOME HELP OUT HERE!!!
Hotcakes: Zolton is going to kill Colton Maxim
*The crowd suddenly switches from hard boos to cheers as “TonTon Macoute" Henri Toussaint comes running down the entranceway with a steel chair in hand. Z pays no attention to the crowd and just watches Colton's body. Toussaint slides into the ring and immediately slams the chair into the back of Z.
Z drops the rope and staggers forward. Z turns around to see Toussaint. Z begins to charge but as he does Toussaint throws the chair right into the race of Z. Z goes down and rolls out of the ring. Security and medical staff surround the ring. The medical staff begins working immediately on Colton while security ushers Z from the ringside. Z slowly walks up the ramp starring at Toussaint the whole time.
Toussaint stands his ground in the ring telling Zolton to “bring it on”, as the scene fades from the commotion to a pre-recorded segment. *
Hotcakes: Make no doubt about it, Zolton is going to be a force to be reckoned with in here in TPW.
*Z stands over Colton who appears to be lifeless as he lays on the mat. Zolton wipes the blood from his head and then writes a large “Z” on the chest of Colton. *
Markson: OH, THAT IS DISGUSTING!!!
Hotcakes: Hey now, people just weren’t as aware of blood-transmitted diseases in the eighties.
*Z grabs Colton by the hair and drags him to his feet. Colton’s lifeless body would fall if it weren’t leaned against the body of Z. Z takes the rope from Colton’s fist and wraps it around the throat of Colton, tying it in a knot. Z then takes Colton and throws him over the top rope, but Z holds onto the ropes so that Colton doesn’t hit the floor. Z holds onto the rope, essentially hanging Colton. Colton’s legs swing and he comes back to consciousness, clawing at the rope. Colton soon fades again, his body going limp, and his bloody face starting to turn a shade of blue. *
Markson: GOOD LORD!!! GET SOME HELP OUT HERE!!!
Hotcakes: Zolton is going to kill Colton Maxim
*The crowd suddenly switches from hard boos to cheers as “TonTon Macoute" Henri Toussaint comes running down the entranceway with a steel chair in hand. Z pays no attention to the crowd and just watches Colton's body. Toussaint slides into the ring and immediately slams the chair into the back of Z.
Z drops the rope and staggers forward. Z turns around to see Toussaint. Z begins to charge but as he does Toussaint throws the chair right into the race of Z. Z goes down and rolls out of the ring. Security and medical staff surround the ring. The medical staff begins working immediately on Colton while security ushers Z from the ringside. Z slowly walks up the ramp starring at Toussaint the whole time.
Toussaint stands his ground in the ring telling Zolton to “bring it on”, as the scene fades from the commotion to a pre-recorded segment. *
*The neon lights bounce from sign to sign as the camera spins about in this glorious mall as it stood in 1989. Store names such as RadioShack, Sam Goody, and even an Orange Julius can be seen being visited by the big haired jean jacket wearing teenagers just hanging around on a weekend.
Some random punk kid grinds one of the railings in the food court as he is chased off by one of the overweight mall security guards past a group of giggling teenaged girls with various heights of curled hair. Needless to say there’s enough Aqua-Net in the air around them to destroy an ozone layer. A tall girl wearing a pair of Guess jeans and sports an incredibly teased hairstyle with her raven colored hair walks away from the camera holding a large ICEE cup in her hand, the camera follows this unfamiliar person as she walks through the mall crowd.
Eventually she reaches one of the tables in the mall food court and sets down the ICEE in front of another girl who has an equally impressive teased hairstyle, but since her face is buried in a Tiger Beat magazine that has the late great River Phoenix on the cover, you cannot see her face.
In the background Tiffany’s cover of “I Think We’re Alone Now” plays over the mall’s PA system. The girl facing away from the camera begins to speak to the girl with her face buried into the magazine. *
VOICE: Deets, this is so weird. None of these kids seem to know what the hell Instagram or Twitter are and if one more of them says ‘gag with me a spoon’ I might literally use one of these spoons and shove it down their throats.
*That’s when the other girl unburies her face from the magazine, why it’s Delia Black. One half of the tag team known as the Influence. Delia is rocked out in total 1980s gear, from the hair to the make-up and even the ESPRIT t-shirt and not at all paying attention as she is wearing large over the ear headphones wired to the silver Walkman laying on the table. She takes the headphones off as she puts the magazine down. *
BLACK: What was that Claudia?
*Sure enough the other girl is the other half of the Influence, Claudia Frost. And as the camera spins around she is wearing a Members Only jacket over the blue t-shirt last seen in Michael Jackson’s ‘Beat It’ video. Oh, and she’s wearing a headband because we’re going full 80s here. *
FROST: I was saying how weird it was that a couple of nights ago the both of us went to sleep and we both woke up here in the 1980s in the middle of Charlotte, North Carolina. The last thing I remember was feeding Dundee one of those Papadias and boom, here I am.
BLACK: Are you saying that Papa Johns gave our koala magical powers?
FROST: No, well maybe. I mean, what else could it be?
*The two of them think about it for a bit.*
BLACK: Maybe it’s just a dream. A really, really awesome dream that we’re both having. Like, nobody’s looking at their phone and just hanging out here at the mall. And we look so amazing, it’s just a shame I can’t figure out how to get on the internet and post our fashion wins.
FROST: I know, it’s like nobody around here has ever heard of the internet. Well, except for that nerdy computer dude over there that told me I could check out his BBS. I’m not falling for that line again, it’s never big.
*Just then the kid on the skateboard speeds on by the two of them slapping a single piece of paper down onto the table between them before flying off escaping the clutches of the mall security force. Claudia picks it up as a smile grows across her face, Delia continues regardless. *
BLACK: The way I see it, we need to find a Papa John’s and force them to create a Papadia and feed it to a koala in the local zoo. The only question is how do you find a pizza place without the internet? How do you find anything without the internet? Wrigley might be around, heck, I bet Wrigley’s only like thirty years old at this point. He’ll know wha--
FROST: Or we go to a wrestling show.
*That one catches Delia off guard. *
BLACK: Say what?
FROST: Check out this flier, live May 19th from the Charlotte Coliseum Thunder Pro Wrestling presents RetroMania. There’s no way that isn’t a coincidence, Deets.
*Delia thinks about it, mouthing the words out loud until it finally clicks.*
BLACK: Oh! Thunder Pro Wrestling, the place with which we used the parachute in that crazy hurricane match?
FROST: Yup.
BLACK: Didn’t both of us nearly die in that match?
FROST: Yup.
*The two of them stare blankly at each other for a period of time as Tiffany gives way to Falco’s ‘Rock me Amadeus’ in the background, the duo continue to relive the long since buried memories that they have just dug up to each other and continue to stare. Finally, Delia breaks the silence. *
BLACK: Sounds like a great time, let’s go.
*Claudia nods and the two stand back up to leave, Claudia having to push Delia as she attempts to awkwardly rollerskate out of the mall. We fade to back to ringside. *
Some random punk kid grinds one of the railings in the food court as he is chased off by one of the overweight mall security guards past a group of giggling teenaged girls with various heights of curled hair. Needless to say there’s enough Aqua-Net in the air around them to destroy an ozone layer. A tall girl wearing a pair of Guess jeans and sports an incredibly teased hairstyle with her raven colored hair walks away from the camera holding a large ICEE cup in her hand, the camera follows this unfamiliar person as she walks through the mall crowd.
Eventually she reaches one of the tables in the mall food court and sets down the ICEE in front of another girl who has an equally impressive teased hairstyle, but since her face is buried in a Tiger Beat magazine that has the late great River Phoenix on the cover, you cannot see her face.
In the background Tiffany’s cover of “I Think We’re Alone Now” plays over the mall’s PA system. The girl facing away from the camera begins to speak to the girl with her face buried into the magazine. *
VOICE: Deets, this is so weird. None of these kids seem to know what the hell Instagram or Twitter are and if one more of them says ‘gag with me a spoon’ I might literally use one of these spoons and shove it down their throats.
*That’s when the other girl unburies her face from the magazine, why it’s Delia Black. One half of the tag team known as the Influence. Delia is rocked out in total 1980s gear, from the hair to the make-up and even the ESPRIT t-shirt and not at all paying attention as she is wearing large over the ear headphones wired to the silver Walkman laying on the table. She takes the headphones off as she puts the magazine down. *
BLACK: What was that Claudia?
*Sure enough the other girl is the other half of the Influence, Claudia Frost. And as the camera spins around she is wearing a Members Only jacket over the blue t-shirt last seen in Michael Jackson’s ‘Beat It’ video. Oh, and she’s wearing a headband because we’re going full 80s here. *
FROST: I was saying how weird it was that a couple of nights ago the both of us went to sleep and we both woke up here in the 1980s in the middle of Charlotte, North Carolina. The last thing I remember was feeding Dundee one of those Papadias and boom, here I am.
BLACK: Are you saying that Papa Johns gave our koala magical powers?
FROST: No, well maybe. I mean, what else could it be?
*The two of them think about it for a bit.*
BLACK: Maybe it’s just a dream. A really, really awesome dream that we’re both having. Like, nobody’s looking at their phone and just hanging out here at the mall. And we look so amazing, it’s just a shame I can’t figure out how to get on the internet and post our fashion wins.
FROST: I know, it’s like nobody around here has ever heard of the internet. Well, except for that nerdy computer dude over there that told me I could check out his BBS. I’m not falling for that line again, it’s never big.
*Just then the kid on the skateboard speeds on by the two of them slapping a single piece of paper down onto the table between them before flying off escaping the clutches of the mall security force. Claudia picks it up as a smile grows across her face, Delia continues regardless. *
BLACK: The way I see it, we need to find a Papa John’s and force them to create a Papadia and feed it to a koala in the local zoo. The only question is how do you find a pizza place without the internet? How do you find anything without the internet? Wrigley might be around, heck, I bet Wrigley’s only like thirty years old at this point. He’ll know wha--
FROST: Or we go to a wrestling show.
*That one catches Delia off guard. *
BLACK: Say what?
FROST: Check out this flier, live May 19th from the Charlotte Coliseum Thunder Pro Wrestling presents RetroMania. There’s no way that isn’t a coincidence, Deets.
*Delia thinks about it, mouthing the words out loud until it finally clicks.*
BLACK: Oh! Thunder Pro Wrestling, the place with which we used the parachute in that crazy hurricane match?
FROST: Yup.
BLACK: Didn’t both of us nearly die in that match?
FROST: Yup.
*The two of them stare blankly at each other for a period of time as Tiffany gives way to Falco’s ‘Rock me Amadeus’ in the background, the duo continue to relive the long since buried memories that they have just dug up to each other and continue to stare. Finally, Delia breaks the silence. *
BLACK: Sounds like a great time, let’s go.
*Claudia nods and the two stand back up to leave, Claudia having to push Delia as she attempts to awkwardly rollerskate out of the mall. We fade to back to ringside. *
Hotcakes: OH MAN! THE INFLUENCE IS BACK!?!
Markson: It appears that way. The Influence made it to the finals of the S.E.X Cup last year, and are the only team to defeat The Malvados in Thunder Pro.
Hotckaes: Yeah, but I got a feeling that the Malvados are going to suffer their second loss tonight. The Gangsters of Christ have been on a roll.
Markson: Time will tell, but for now it is time for our next match. The perfect strangers match.
*The shot cuts to Steve Cotton standing in the middle of the ring. *
Steve Cotton: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Perfect Strangers Match. TLS’ former Rorschach mask is hanging high above the ring. A wrestler must secure the mask, then place it over the face of his opponent in order to win the match. Introducing first…
*“Sweet Dreams” by the Eurythmics begins to play throughout the arena. The Charlotte crowd has a mixed reaction since this song is awesome but it apparently belongs to someone they dislike. CJ O’Donnell steps out onto the stage area, regaled in a Ric Flair-esque robe made out of fur. He looks over at the soundbooth and yells “WHAT THE FOOK IS THIS MUSIC?”
Markson: CJ O’Donnell must not have gotten the memo that it’s 1989. The only M&M these folks know comes in a tiny black wrapper.
Hotcakes: Ooh, that’s not bad at all.
Markson: What?
Hotcakes: Eminem? Rapper? That’s GOLD Jerry!
*CJ smirks as he struts down to the ring, the fans beginning to boo as they see his cockiness. He climbs the ring steps and pretends to wipe his feet on the ring apron before stepping through the middle rope.*
Steve Cotton: From Boston Massachusetts, he is… “The Distinguished” CJ O’Donnell!!!
*He stands in the middle of the ring with his arms out wide, basking in the boos reigning down from the Charlotte faithful. He points to the Rorschach mask hanging above the ring.*
Steve Cotton: And his opponent…
*“Careless Whisper” begins to play. The arena immediately pops, but many of the Charlotte rednecks remember it’s not cool to enjoy WHAM! and immediately pretend not to sing along. TLS steps out onto the stage as the crowd cheers. A smirk comes across his face as he sees CJ intently staring at him from inside the ring. He casually walks to the ring, acknowledging a fan or two who shout to him. TLS rolls under the middle rope and into his corner where the referee checks him for foreign objects. CJ stands across the ring from him, not blinking.*
Steve Cotton: From Parts Unknown and current member of the ICWF and OCW Hall of Fames… THE LOST SOUL!!!
Markson: CJ O’Donnell is still holding a major grudge against TLS for what he believes was stealing the win at Friday Night Fury during the 5-way scramble match. That look is intense.
Hotcakes: Intense is an understatement, Markson. These two go back a long way, and while this will be the first ever one-on-one match between the two, their respective factions were always at each other’s throats back in 2022 for OCW.
Markson: Well this isn’t OCW, and it’s not even 2022. We’ve been transported to 1989, so all that history between the two needs to be left in the future. Here in the past, the time is now. I… I’ve completely lost my train of thought.
Hotcakes: It doesn’t matter. CJ O’Donnell vs TLS for the first time ever! This match is gonna be totally bodacious!
Markson: Indeed it is. And folks, as far as the match itself goes, the rules are simple. Simple, in that they’re nearly impossible to understand. TLS’ old mask hangs above the ring. The first to retrieve it and place it over the face of the other opponent is the winner.
Hotcakes: But that’s not all!
Markson: Right! The loser of the match has to become the servant of the winner for an entire month. Do whatever he wants. No questions asked.
Hotcakes: A plot ripped straight from a Seinfeld episode if I’ve ever seen one.
*Markson holds his ear as if receiving important information.*
Markson: I’m being told that particular episode doesn’t air until 1993, and as such, the reference must be stricken from the record.
Hotcakes: Stricken!
*The referee has checked both competitors and calls for the bell.*
DING DING DING
*CJ wastes no time charging toward TLS. TLS ducks his clothesline attempt and sends CJ over the top rope with a back body drop. TLS celebrates, but CJ lands on the floor on his feet. He slides in under the bottom rope and clotheslines TLS in the back of the neck, sending him face first to the mat. The crowd boos as CJ poses.*
Markson: CJ was quick to attack there, but TLS seemed ready, at least initially.
Hotcakes: He’s gonna have to form eyes in the back of his head in this one. CJ is coming at him from all angles.
*CJ struts around the ring as TLS makes it to all fours. CJ begins kicking TLS repeatedly in the rib cage. TLS grabs his ribs and rolls away to the opposing corner. He pulls himself up by the ropes and tries to catch his breath, but CJ rushes forward and connects with a knee straight to TLS’ midsection. He doubles over in the corner but CJ pushes him against the turnbuckles and begins kneeing TLS over and over in the ribcage.*
Markson: It’s clear O’Donnell sees a clear path to victory here by targeting the ribcage of TLS.
Hotcakes: It’s a smart strategy. If one of those ribs gets cracked, it will be almost impossible for TLS to climb the ladder to get that mask.
*CJ continues his barrage of kicks in the corner as TLS tries to cover up. The referee gets in between them and CJ finally relents as TLS drops to the mat. He turns and struts his way around the ring to the disdain of the crowd. CJ goes back to the corner and pulls TLS out into the middle of the ring by his leg. He drops a knee straight across TLS’ midsection as he cries out in pain. CJ smiles, then pulls him to the corner. CJ hops onto the second turnbuckle and jumps off, smashing both feet into the gut of TLS. TLS immediately rolls out of the ring while holding his ribs.*
Markson: CJ is continuing his onslaught. I can already see TLS’ side bruising up.
Hotcakes: His body isn’t going to be able to take much more of this.
*CJ continues to taunt the crowd as he drops out of the ring and pulls a ladder from underneath. He slides it under the bottom rope and begins setting it up in the middle. TLS is still down on the outside but is trying to pull himself up. CJ gets the ladder set up and starts his ascent slowly as he yells at the fans. This allows TLS to get to his feet and slide under the ring. Moving slowly, he manages to swing and smash CJ in the back. CJ pauses, allowing TLS to hit him again. CJ turns and kicks at TLS, knocking him away and into the corner. TLS gingerly mounts the turnbuckle and stares at CJ who continues to climb. TLS looks to the crowd for support, then leaps off and spears CJ off of the ladder and into the mat.*
Markson: Hoooooooly Toledo! What a move by TLS!
Hotcakes: Shades of Harley Race.
*Markson looks at Hotcakes with a perplexed look.*
Hotcakes: If Harley Race ever jumped off the top rope.
*Both men are slow to get up, with TLS still grabbing at his bruised ribs. CJ is the first to his feet, but TLS is right behind. CJ attempts to discuss a clothesline… wait, I read that wrong, a DISCUS CLOTHESLINE, but TLS ducks and bounces off the ropes. CJ turns around right into a flying forearm. The move knocks CJ into the corner. TLS gets a full head of steam and runs toward the corner, jumping and nailing CJ in the face with a knee smash. The crowd erupts in cheers as CJ drops to the mat. TLS instinctively goes for the pin but the referee refuses to count.*
Markson: Instinct kicked in there for TLS as he went for the pin attempt, but there’s no pinfalls or submissions in this one.
*TLS stands to his feet, still favoring his ribs. He lifts CJ up by the hair and pushes him into the corner. TLS lands a huge knife edge chop. Followed by another. Then another. He tries to whip CJ out of the corner but CJ reverses, sending TLS toward the ladder. He grabs the ladder to stop his momentum, then turns around to see CJ flying through the air. CJ lands a huge cross body block… TO THE LADDER!! TLS ducked! The ladder tips over and gets caught on the top turnbuckle of the opposite corner as CJ crashes to the mat. TLS hops on top and begins punching CJ in the face. The referee tries to break in, but not until after TLS’ knuckles turn red with CJ’s blood.*
Markson: TLS is coming unhinged! CJ’s face is a bloody mess.
Hotcakes: Shades of Harley Race.
*TLS gets off of CJ but pulls him up by the hair again. The referee is barking orders at him, distracting him long enough for CJ to deliver a low blow. TLS drops down to his knees as both competitors are face to face. CJ levels TLS with a forearm shot. TLS wobbles, but returns a forearm of his own. CJ nearly falls over, but gains his composure and lands another forearm. TLS reciprocates. The two trade elbows once more until CJ finally falls over. TLS slowly gets to his feet. He lifts CJ up and tries to give him a Lou Thesz press, but the pain in his ribs is too much. He drops CJ, who immediately kicks TLS in the gut and delivers a DDT in the middle of the ring.*
Markson: It looks as if CJ has managed to regain control here.
*CJ begins moving slowly as TLS appears out on the mat. He walks over to the ladder and repositions it in the middle of the ring, this time placing the bottom rung across TLS’ ribs. CJ begins climbing as his weight and the weight of the ladder compress onto the ribcage of TLS. TLS cries out in pain as CJ smiles, taking his time ascending the ladder. As he nears the final rung, he reaches up to grab the mask, his fingertips grazing it and causing it to sway. Suddenly, a noise from the entrance ramp startles CJ. He turns to see a large object being wheeled down the ramp. It’s…*
Markson: OPTIMUS PRIME!
Hotcakes: Shades of Harley Race.
Marskon: What are you talking about? It’s the leader of the Transformers! That thing’s gotta be at least 30 feet tall. Why is a Transformer robot rolling itself toward the wrestling ring?
Hotcakes: Take a look at who’s operating that thing up top and you’ll probably have your answer.
*Sure enough, there, at the top of Optimus Prime controlling the machine, is…*
Markson: PUC!!
*The crowd goes wild for PUC and Optimus Prime as the robot continues its path toward the ring. The distraction is enough for TLS to wiggle his way out from under the ladder. He begins pushing it as CJ holds on for dear life. TLS manages to tilt it over the top rope as CJ leaps off, his body flying across the air and landing in the crowd. The ladder topples over the top rope and onto the arena floor.*
Markson: This is unbelievable! TLS has just sent CJ O’Donnell over the top rope and into the crowd while his good friend PUC is driving a life-sized Optimus Prime to the ring.
Hotcakes: Shades of…
Markson: Don’t.
*TLS stands alone in the middle of the ring. He looks at PUC and gives him a thumbs up, then turns to see CJ trying to get off of the ringside fans and onto his feet. TLS looks to the crowd once more, then down at his purple side. He gives a “screw it” look as he runs toward the ropes. He jumps up, using the top rope as a springboard, launching himself toward CJ. CJ grabs the guardrail and moves it, causing TLS to land square across his rib cage! The fans boo as TLS bounces off. He screams in pain as he rolls around the arena floor.*
Markson: CJ O’Donnell darn near cut TLS in half with that guardrail. I just can’t see TLS having the ability to get up from this.
Hotcakes: The ribs are already bruising, that might have been enough to break one or two. I can’t imagine he can even breathe at this point.
*Optimus Prime has stopped next to the ring, with PUC out on the top yelling at CJ. CJ looks up at PUC, then over toward the suspended Stranger mask and smiles. He kicks TLS out of his way as he walks over to Optimus Prime. Cj begins climbing the monstrosity as the fans go wild.*
Markson: What the heck, CJ? That’s over 30 feet in the air!
*CJ continues his ascent of Optimus Prime as PUC stands on top, looking very nervous. As CJ reaches the crest, PUC begins stomping at CJ’s fingers. One of CJ’s hands lets loose and his entire body dangles 30 feet in the air above the arena floor. He adjusts quickly and gets his other hand back on the head of Optimus Prime. He reaches up and sweeps PUC’s leg, allowing himself time to get to the top. PUC gets back on his feet as CJ stands, PUC’s head coming only up to CJ’s chest. CJ smiles as PUC looks to attack. He swings and hits CJ in the gut. No movement. CJ just laughs. PUC tries again. Same result. PUC swings a third time but CJ lifts him effortlessly into the air. He looks down over Optimus Prime to the arena floor, where TLS has now gotten to his feet. He lifts PUC over his head and throws him off of Optimus Prime!*
Markson: HOLY SH–
Hotcakes: –ADES OF HARLEY RACE!!!
*PUC hurdles through the air, screaming as his life flashes before his eyes. TLS quickly moves and manages to dive just under PUC before he hits the concrete. PUC’s body, however, comes crashing down on the back of TLS, another punishment to those likely broken ribs. PUC is down, but TLS is the one who took the brunt of the damage. The crowd, meanwhile, boos loudly at CJ who stands atop Optimus Prime, admiring his handiwork. He looks over to see the mask, a mere feet from his grasp. He takes a few steps back on the head of Optimus Prime, then with a running start, he leaps off of the head of Optimus Prime and grabs hold of the cable from which the mask is hanging. It sways back and forth like a pendulum over top of the ring, but CJ manages to unhook the mask and secure it in his possession.*
Markson: CJ has done it! He’s got the mask! Now all he has to do is get to the ring and place it over TLS’ head and TLS will have to be his servant for an entire month!
Hotcakes: That should be the easiest thing he’s done all night. TLS is done for.
*CJ shimmies his way to the bottom of the cable and lets his feet dangle downward. He lets go of the cable, his body falling around 15 feet toward the ring. He tucks and rolls to minimize the impact, though he does appear to be visibly shaken. After regrouping, he looks over to see TLS finally pulling himself to his feet. EMT’s have taken PUC to the back for further tests. CJ drops the mask and walks over to TLS. He reaches over the top rope to grab him, but TLS reaches under the bottom and grabs CJ’s legs. He sweeps them, with the back of CJ’s head smashing the mat. TLS pulls him out of the ring by his legs and clotheslines him to the ground. He then lifts CJ with every ounce of strength he has, wincing along the way. CJ blocks him though, and smashes TLS’ midsection against the ring post. TLS cries in pain as CJ rolls him under the bottom rope and into the ring. CJ walks over to pick up the Stranger mask when suddenly Optimus Prime begins making noises.*
Markson: What now?!
*The middle of Optimus Prime opens up to what appears to be a t-shirt cannon. Only instead of t-shirts, the cannon is shooting masks! Three, four, five… the masks continue flying into the ring. CJ covers his face from the masks with his forearm, but by the time it’s finished, there are a dozen or more white masks littering the ring.*
Markson: Masks! Masks everywhere!
Hotcakes: How will CJ O’Donnell know which mask is the right one?
Markson: It’s just another example of head games from TLS. He’s played them his whole career and now here he is again.
*CJ reaches down to sift through the masks. TLS is up and tries to come at him, but CJ sends him over his back with a high back body drop. CJ returns to the masks, where he finds what he thinks is the Stranger mask. He turns to TLS and begins to place it over his head. TLS fights and manages to kick CJ away. CJ charges back but TLS wraps his legs around CJ’s and sends him face first to the mat with a drop toe hold. TLS takes the mask from CJ’s hand and climbs on his back. He places the mask over CJ’s head and pulls it down. CJ rolls over as the referee checks. The mask is white, but with black polka dots. The referee motions that it’s not the correct mask and that the match must continue.*
Markson: It was the wrong mask!
Hotcakes: Either that or I missed the Dalmatian phase of his career.
*TLS is frustrated. He rips the mask back off of CJ’s head and throws it toward the crowd. He looks around where several masks remain. CJ gets to his feet as TLS searches. TLS turns to see CJ running toward him. He leaps into the air and smashes TLS in the face with a running high knee.*
Markson: IRISH KNOWLEDGE!!!
Hotcakes: That would do it in any other match. But CJ’s still got to find the right mask!
*TLS is out cold in the ring. CJ reaches down and grabs a mask. He places it over TLS’ head, but this one is white with black zebra stripes. CJ rips it off and throws it out of the ring. He grabs another mask and places it over TLS’ head. This one is close, but the Rorschach markings don’t match the patented look. CJ throws it away as well. He tries a third mask, but this one has the colors reversed with a black base and white markings. He smacks the mat in frustration as he argues with the referee.*
Markson: CJ’s frustration level is off the charts. He’s had this match won over and over, but each time he keeps finding the wrong mask.
Hotcakes: TLS still isn’t moving. He’s gotta find the right mask eventually.
*CJ hops up and starts to collect the remaining masks. He looks at one and tosses it away. He does the same with the second mask. Then he pauses as he studies the third mask in his hand. He throws the others outside the ring and holds this mask in the air, revealing the REAL Stranger mask!*
Markson: That’s it! That’s the Stranger Mask!
Hotcakes: This match is as good as over.
*CJ smiles as the crowd boos. He turns toward TLS, but he’s gone. CJ looks around. TLS is nowhere to be seen. He spins around, frantically looking for his opponent only to find him perched atop the top turnbuckle directly behind him. TLS leaps off the top, somersaulting through the air. His leg extends, kicking CJ down to the mat.*
Markson: THE SOULED OUT!! Modified slightly as CJ was standing and not already on the mat.
Hotcakes: You’re right. That’s usually a somersault leg drop maneuver, but he modified it into a type of missile drop kick.
*The mask flies out of CJ’s hand into the air. TLS reaches for it, only to have the mask snatched out of his hand…BY A GIANT OWL!! The owl clutches the mask in its talons as it flies over and perches itself on one of the top turnbuckles.*
Markson: Now I’ve seen everything! An OWL!?!?!?
Hotcakes: Isn’t CJ’s girlfriend or whatever part owl or something?
Markson: Alice Knight? No, she’s a 100% woman but she does go by the moniker “Owl Is Knight” as a play on her name. I’ve got no doubt she has something to do with this.
Hotcakes: And right as TLS was about to secure the victory.
*TLS slowly gets to his knees, then to his feet as he stares at the owl with a confused look. CJ begins to stir behind him. TLS walks toward the owl and tries to grab the mask, but the owl flies to the next turnbuckle. TLS tries again, but the owl flies to the next turnbuckle once more. As TLS turns a third time, he’s met with another running knee to the face.*
Markson: Irish Knowledge… Part 2!!
Hotcakes: Judgment Day!
*TLS falls to the mat. CJ drops as well. Alice Knight rushes to ringside over to her feathered friend and grabs the mask from its grip. The owl flies away as Alice slides the mask in to CJ. CJ rolls over to the motionless TLS, and secures the mask over his face. The referee checks again, confirming it is the right mask before calling for the bell.*
DING DING DING
Steve Cotton: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of The Perfect Strangers Match… “THE DISTINGUISHED” CJ O’DONNELL!!!!!
*CJ rolls away from TLS, who immediately grabs at his ribs once again. The medical team is quick to arrive at ringside and begin attending to him. CJ begins moving in the middle of the ring trying to get a bearing on his surroundings.*
Markson: CJ O’Donnell did it! He won the match!
Hotcakes: And now TLS has to be his servant until our next pay-perview! I wonder what he’ll make him do?
Markson: It’s hard to say. With the issues these two men have had with each other over the past calendar year, I have to imagine CJ will come up with some really sinister stuff to punish TLS.
Hotcakes: I didn’t think CJ had it in him, especially after TLS hit him with the Souled Out. But from the beginning he was the aggressor, and that aggression made all the difference.
Markson: You mean the aggression, and the blatant interference from Alice Knight and her Owl friend.
Hotcakes: Well, that too.
Markson: But let’s give credit where credit is due. CJ did just about everything a person could do to TLS, completely decimating his rib area and TLS still had this match won at the end. What a display!
Hotcakes: It was a valiant effort indeed!
*CJ stands in the ring and sees TLS being attended to by the medical team. They place TLS on a stretcher and wheel him up the entrance ramp. CJ smirks. He drops down and rolls out of the ring headed toward TLS.*
Markson: It looks like CJ isn’t finished.
Hotcakes: Yikes. It looks like he’s about to serve up a bit more punishment to his new servant.
*CJ almost catches up to TLS and the medical staff when another explosion bursts from Optimus Prime, this time from the back. CJ doesn’t have time to turn around before he’s smashed in the back with a barbed wire baseball bat! CJ falls forward with the bat sticking out of his back. The camera pans up to see the deviant grin of…*
Markson: CRASH RODRIGUEZ!!!!!
Hotcakes: Who?
Markson: Crash! Former OCW Craze and Paradigm Champion! He was a member of The Exiles in the early days of TPW, and astablemate of CJ’s before he turned his back on him and did this very same thing after a match.
Hotcakes: Oh yeah, I remember him now... Wait! So Crash Rodriguez has literally stabbed CJ in the back… TWICE?
Markson: It would appear so. But what is he doing here? He’s not under TPW contract!
Hotcakes: Your guess is as good as mine.
*Crash Rodriguez smiles from ear to ear over the fallen CJ O’Donnell as the scene cuts away to the backstage area.*
*“Sweet Dreams” by the Eurythmics begins to play throughout the arena. The Charlotte crowd has a mixed reaction since this song is awesome but it apparently belongs to someone they dislike. CJ O’Donnell steps out onto the stage area, regaled in a Ric Flair-esque robe made out of fur. He looks over at the soundbooth and yells “WHAT THE FOOK IS THIS MUSIC?”
Markson: CJ O’Donnell must not have gotten the memo that it’s 1989. The only M&M these folks know comes in a tiny black wrapper.
Hotcakes: Ooh, that’s not bad at all.
Markson: What?
Hotcakes: Eminem? Rapper? That’s GOLD Jerry!
*CJ smirks as he struts down to the ring, the fans beginning to boo as they see his cockiness. He climbs the ring steps and pretends to wipe his feet on the ring apron before stepping through the middle rope.*
Steve Cotton: From Boston Massachusetts, he is… “The Distinguished” CJ O’Donnell!!!
*He stands in the middle of the ring with his arms out wide, basking in the boos reigning down from the Charlotte faithful. He points to the Rorschach mask hanging above the ring.*
Steve Cotton: And his opponent…
*“Careless Whisper” begins to play. The arena immediately pops, but many of the Charlotte rednecks remember it’s not cool to enjoy WHAM! and immediately pretend not to sing along. TLS steps out onto the stage as the crowd cheers. A smirk comes across his face as he sees CJ intently staring at him from inside the ring. He casually walks to the ring, acknowledging a fan or two who shout to him. TLS rolls under the middle rope and into his corner where the referee checks him for foreign objects. CJ stands across the ring from him, not blinking.*
Steve Cotton: From Parts Unknown and current member of the ICWF and OCW Hall of Fames… THE LOST SOUL!!!
Markson: CJ O’Donnell is still holding a major grudge against TLS for what he believes was stealing the win at Friday Night Fury during the 5-way scramble match. That look is intense.
Hotcakes: Intense is an understatement, Markson. These two go back a long way, and while this will be the first ever one-on-one match between the two, their respective factions were always at each other’s throats back in 2022 for OCW.
Markson: Well this isn’t OCW, and it’s not even 2022. We’ve been transported to 1989, so all that history between the two needs to be left in the future. Here in the past, the time is now. I… I’ve completely lost my train of thought.
Hotcakes: It doesn’t matter. CJ O’Donnell vs TLS for the first time ever! This match is gonna be totally bodacious!
Markson: Indeed it is. And folks, as far as the match itself goes, the rules are simple. Simple, in that they’re nearly impossible to understand. TLS’ old mask hangs above the ring. The first to retrieve it and place it over the face of the other opponent is the winner.
Hotcakes: But that’s not all!
Markson: Right! The loser of the match has to become the servant of the winner for an entire month. Do whatever he wants. No questions asked.
Hotcakes: A plot ripped straight from a Seinfeld episode if I’ve ever seen one.
*Markson holds his ear as if receiving important information.*
Markson: I’m being told that particular episode doesn’t air until 1993, and as such, the reference must be stricken from the record.
Hotcakes: Stricken!
*The referee has checked both competitors and calls for the bell.*
DING DING DING
*CJ wastes no time charging toward TLS. TLS ducks his clothesline attempt and sends CJ over the top rope with a back body drop. TLS celebrates, but CJ lands on the floor on his feet. He slides in under the bottom rope and clotheslines TLS in the back of the neck, sending him face first to the mat. The crowd boos as CJ poses.*
Markson: CJ was quick to attack there, but TLS seemed ready, at least initially.
Hotcakes: He’s gonna have to form eyes in the back of his head in this one. CJ is coming at him from all angles.
*CJ struts around the ring as TLS makes it to all fours. CJ begins kicking TLS repeatedly in the rib cage. TLS grabs his ribs and rolls away to the opposing corner. He pulls himself up by the ropes and tries to catch his breath, but CJ rushes forward and connects with a knee straight to TLS’ midsection. He doubles over in the corner but CJ pushes him against the turnbuckles and begins kneeing TLS over and over in the ribcage.*
Markson: It’s clear O’Donnell sees a clear path to victory here by targeting the ribcage of TLS.
Hotcakes: It’s a smart strategy. If one of those ribs gets cracked, it will be almost impossible for TLS to climb the ladder to get that mask.
*CJ continues his barrage of kicks in the corner as TLS tries to cover up. The referee gets in between them and CJ finally relents as TLS drops to the mat. He turns and struts his way around the ring to the disdain of the crowd. CJ goes back to the corner and pulls TLS out into the middle of the ring by his leg. He drops a knee straight across TLS’ midsection as he cries out in pain. CJ smiles, then pulls him to the corner. CJ hops onto the second turnbuckle and jumps off, smashing both feet into the gut of TLS. TLS immediately rolls out of the ring while holding his ribs.*
Markson: CJ is continuing his onslaught. I can already see TLS’ side bruising up.
Hotcakes: His body isn’t going to be able to take much more of this.
*CJ continues to taunt the crowd as he drops out of the ring and pulls a ladder from underneath. He slides it under the bottom rope and begins setting it up in the middle. TLS is still down on the outside but is trying to pull himself up. CJ gets the ladder set up and starts his ascent slowly as he yells at the fans. This allows TLS to get to his feet and slide under the ring. Moving slowly, he manages to swing and smash CJ in the back. CJ pauses, allowing TLS to hit him again. CJ turns and kicks at TLS, knocking him away and into the corner. TLS gingerly mounts the turnbuckle and stares at CJ who continues to climb. TLS looks to the crowd for support, then leaps off and spears CJ off of the ladder and into the mat.*
Markson: Hoooooooly Toledo! What a move by TLS!
Hotcakes: Shades of Harley Race.
*Markson looks at Hotcakes with a perplexed look.*
Hotcakes: If Harley Race ever jumped off the top rope.
*Both men are slow to get up, with TLS still grabbing at his bruised ribs. CJ is the first to his feet, but TLS is right behind. CJ attempts to discuss a clothesline… wait, I read that wrong, a DISCUS CLOTHESLINE, but TLS ducks and bounces off the ropes. CJ turns around right into a flying forearm. The move knocks CJ into the corner. TLS gets a full head of steam and runs toward the corner, jumping and nailing CJ in the face with a knee smash. The crowd erupts in cheers as CJ drops to the mat. TLS instinctively goes for the pin but the referee refuses to count.*
Markson: Instinct kicked in there for TLS as he went for the pin attempt, but there’s no pinfalls or submissions in this one.
*TLS stands to his feet, still favoring his ribs. He lifts CJ up by the hair and pushes him into the corner. TLS lands a huge knife edge chop. Followed by another. Then another. He tries to whip CJ out of the corner but CJ reverses, sending TLS toward the ladder. He grabs the ladder to stop his momentum, then turns around to see CJ flying through the air. CJ lands a huge cross body block… TO THE LADDER!! TLS ducked! The ladder tips over and gets caught on the top turnbuckle of the opposite corner as CJ crashes to the mat. TLS hops on top and begins punching CJ in the face. The referee tries to break in, but not until after TLS’ knuckles turn red with CJ’s blood.*
Markson: TLS is coming unhinged! CJ’s face is a bloody mess.
Hotcakes: Shades of Harley Race.
*TLS gets off of CJ but pulls him up by the hair again. The referee is barking orders at him, distracting him long enough for CJ to deliver a low blow. TLS drops down to his knees as both competitors are face to face. CJ levels TLS with a forearm shot. TLS wobbles, but returns a forearm of his own. CJ nearly falls over, but gains his composure and lands another forearm. TLS reciprocates. The two trade elbows once more until CJ finally falls over. TLS slowly gets to his feet. He lifts CJ up and tries to give him a Lou Thesz press, but the pain in his ribs is too much. He drops CJ, who immediately kicks TLS in the gut and delivers a DDT in the middle of the ring.*
Markson: It looks as if CJ has managed to regain control here.
*CJ begins moving slowly as TLS appears out on the mat. He walks over to the ladder and repositions it in the middle of the ring, this time placing the bottom rung across TLS’ ribs. CJ begins climbing as his weight and the weight of the ladder compress onto the ribcage of TLS. TLS cries out in pain as CJ smiles, taking his time ascending the ladder. As he nears the final rung, he reaches up to grab the mask, his fingertips grazing it and causing it to sway. Suddenly, a noise from the entrance ramp startles CJ. He turns to see a large object being wheeled down the ramp. It’s…*
Markson: OPTIMUS PRIME!
Hotcakes: Shades of Harley Race.
Marskon: What are you talking about? It’s the leader of the Transformers! That thing’s gotta be at least 30 feet tall. Why is a Transformer robot rolling itself toward the wrestling ring?
Hotcakes: Take a look at who’s operating that thing up top and you’ll probably have your answer.
*Sure enough, there, at the top of Optimus Prime controlling the machine, is…*
Markson: PUC!!
*The crowd goes wild for PUC and Optimus Prime as the robot continues its path toward the ring. The distraction is enough for TLS to wiggle his way out from under the ladder. He begins pushing it as CJ holds on for dear life. TLS manages to tilt it over the top rope as CJ leaps off, his body flying across the air and landing in the crowd. The ladder topples over the top rope and onto the arena floor.*
Markson: This is unbelievable! TLS has just sent CJ O’Donnell over the top rope and into the crowd while his good friend PUC is driving a life-sized Optimus Prime to the ring.
Hotcakes: Shades of…
Markson: Don’t.
*TLS stands alone in the middle of the ring. He looks at PUC and gives him a thumbs up, then turns to see CJ trying to get off of the ringside fans and onto his feet. TLS looks to the crowd once more, then down at his purple side. He gives a “screw it” look as he runs toward the ropes. He jumps up, using the top rope as a springboard, launching himself toward CJ. CJ grabs the guardrail and moves it, causing TLS to land square across his rib cage! The fans boo as TLS bounces off. He screams in pain as he rolls around the arena floor.*
Markson: CJ O’Donnell darn near cut TLS in half with that guardrail. I just can’t see TLS having the ability to get up from this.
Hotcakes: The ribs are already bruising, that might have been enough to break one or two. I can’t imagine he can even breathe at this point.
*Optimus Prime has stopped next to the ring, with PUC out on the top yelling at CJ. CJ looks up at PUC, then over toward the suspended Stranger mask and smiles. He kicks TLS out of his way as he walks over to Optimus Prime. Cj begins climbing the monstrosity as the fans go wild.*
Markson: What the heck, CJ? That’s over 30 feet in the air!
*CJ continues his ascent of Optimus Prime as PUC stands on top, looking very nervous. As CJ reaches the crest, PUC begins stomping at CJ’s fingers. One of CJ’s hands lets loose and his entire body dangles 30 feet in the air above the arena floor. He adjusts quickly and gets his other hand back on the head of Optimus Prime. He reaches up and sweeps PUC’s leg, allowing himself time to get to the top. PUC gets back on his feet as CJ stands, PUC’s head coming only up to CJ’s chest. CJ smiles as PUC looks to attack. He swings and hits CJ in the gut. No movement. CJ just laughs. PUC tries again. Same result. PUC swings a third time but CJ lifts him effortlessly into the air. He looks down over Optimus Prime to the arena floor, where TLS has now gotten to his feet. He lifts PUC over his head and throws him off of Optimus Prime!*
Markson: HOLY SH–
Hotcakes: –ADES OF HARLEY RACE!!!
*PUC hurdles through the air, screaming as his life flashes before his eyes. TLS quickly moves and manages to dive just under PUC before he hits the concrete. PUC’s body, however, comes crashing down on the back of TLS, another punishment to those likely broken ribs. PUC is down, but TLS is the one who took the brunt of the damage. The crowd, meanwhile, boos loudly at CJ who stands atop Optimus Prime, admiring his handiwork. He looks over to see the mask, a mere feet from his grasp. He takes a few steps back on the head of Optimus Prime, then with a running start, he leaps off of the head of Optimus Prime and grabs hold of the cable from which the mask is hanging. It sways back and forth like a pendulum over top of the ring, but CJ manages to unhook the mask and secure it in his possession.*
Markson: CJ has done it! He’s got the mask! Now all he has to do is get to the ring and place it over TLS’ head and TLS will have to be his servant for an entire month!
Hotcakes: That should be the easiest thing he’s done all night. TLS is done for.
*CJ shimmies his way to the bottom of the cable and lets his feet dangle downward. He lets go of the cable, his body falling around 15 feet toward the ring. He tucks and rolls to minimize the impact, though he does appear to be visibly shaken. After regrouping, he looks over to see TLS finally pulling himself to his feet. EMT’s have taken PUC to the back for further tests. CJ drops the mask and walks over to TLS. He reaches over the top rope to grab him, but TLS reaches under the bottom and grabs CJ’s legs. He sweeps them, with the back of CJ’s head smashing the mat. TLS pulls him out of the ring by his legs and clotheslines him to the ground. He then lifts CJ with every ounce of strength he has, wincing along the way. CJ blocks him though, and smashes TLS’ midsection against the ring post. TLS cries in pain as CJ rolls him under the bottom rope and into the ring. CJ walks over to pick up the Stranger mask when suddenly Optimus Prime begins making noises.*
Markson: What now?!
*The middle of Optimus Prime opens up to what appears to be a t-shirt cannon. Only instead of t-shirts, the cannon is shooting masks! Three, four, five… the masks continue flying into the ring. CJ covers his face from the masks with his forearm, but by the time it’s finished, there are a dozen or more white masks littering the ring.*
Markson: Masks! Masks everywhere!
Hotcakes: How will CJ O’Donnell know which mask is the right one?
Markson: It’s just another example of head games from TLS. He’s played them his whole career and now here he is again.
*CJ reaches down to sift through the masks. TLS is up and tries to come at him, but CJ sends him over his back with a high back body drop. CJ returns to the masks, where he finds what he thinks is the Stranger mask. He turns to TLS and begins to place it over his head. TLS fights and manages to kick CJ away. CJ charges back but TLS wraps his legs around CJ’s and sends him face first to the mat with a drop toe hold. TLS takes the mask from CJ’s hand and climbs on his back. He places the mask over CJ’s head and pulls it down. CJ rolls over as the referee checks. The mask is white, but with black polka dots. The referee motions that it’s not the correct mask and that the match must continue.*
Markson: It was the wrong mask!
Hotcakes: Either that or I missed the Dalmatian phase of his career.
*TLS is frustrated. He rips the mask back off of CJ’s head and throws it toward the crowd. He looks around where several masks remain. CJ gets to his feet as TLS searches. TLS turns to see CJ running toward him. He leaps into the air and smashes TLS in the face with a running high knee.*
Markson: IRISH KNOWLEDGE!!!
Hotcakes: That would do it in any other match. But CJ’s still got to find the right mask!
*TLS is out cold in the ring. CJ reaches down and grabs a mask. He places it over TLS’ head, but this one is white with black zebra stripes. CJ rips it off and throws it out of the ring. He grabs another mask and places it over TLS’ head. This one is close, but the Rorschach markings don’t match the patented look. CJ throws it away as well. He tries a third mask, but this one has the colors reversed with a black base and white markings. He smacks the mat in frustration as he argues with the referee.*
Markson: CJ’s frustration level is off the charts. He’s had this match won over and over, but each time he keeps finding the wrong mask.
Hotcakes: TLS still isn’t moving. He’s gotta find the right mask eventually.
*CJ hops up and starts to collect the remaining masks. He looks at one and tosses it away. He does the same with the second mask. Then he pauses as he studies the third mask in his hand. He throws the others outside the ring and holds this mask in the air, revealing the REAL Stranger mask!*
Markson: That’s it! That’s the Stranger Mask!
Hotcakes: This match is as good as over.
*CJ smiles as the crowd boos. He turns toward TLS, but he’s gone. CJ looks around. TLS is nowhere to be seen. He spins around, frantically looking for his opponent only to find him perched atop the top turnbuckle directly behind him. TLS leaps off the top, somersaulting through the air. His leg extends, kicking CJ down to the mat.*
Markson: THE SOULED OUT!! Modified slightly as CJ was standing and not already on the mat.
Hotcakes: You’re right. That’s usually a somersault leg drop maneuver, but he modified it into a type of missile drop kick.
*The mask flies out of CJ’s hand into the air. TLS reaches for it, only to have the mask snatched out of his hand…BY A GIANT OWL!! The owl clutches the mask in its talons as it flies over and perches itself on one of the top turnbuckles.*
Markson: Now I’ve seen everything! An OWL!?!?!?
Hotcakes: Isn’t CJ’s girlfriend or whatever part owl or something?
Markson: Alice Knight? No, she’s a 100% woman but she does go by the moniker “Owl Is Knight” as a play on her name. I’ve got no doubt she has something to do with this.
Hotcakes: And right as TLS was about to secure the victory.
*TLS slowly gets to his knees, then to his feet as he stares at the owl with a confused look. CJ begins to stir behind him. TLS walks toward the owl and tries to grab the mask, but the owl flies to the next turnbuckle. TLS tries again, but the owl flies to the next turnbuckle once more. As TLS turns a third time, he’s met with another running knee to the face.*
Markson: Irish Knowledge… Part 2!!
Hotcakes: Judgment Day!
*TLS falls to the mat. CJ drops as well. Alice Knight rushes to ringside over to her feathered friend and grabs the mask from its grip. The owl flies away as Alice slides the mask in to CJ. CJ rolls over to the motionless TLS, and secures the mask over his face. The referee checks again, confirming it is the right mask before calling for the bell.*
DING DING DING
Steve Cotton: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of The Perfect Strangers Match… “THE DISTINGUISHED” CJ O’DONNELL!!!!!
*CJ rolls away from TLS, who immediately grabs at his ribs once again. The medical team is quick to arrive at ringside and begin attending to him. CJ begins moving in the middle of the ring trying to get a bearing on his surroundings.*
Markson: CJ O’Donnell did it! He won the match!
Hotcakes: And now TLS has to be his servant until our next pay-perview! I wonder what he’ll make him do?
Markson: It’s hard to say. With the issues these two men have had with each other over the past calendar year, I have to imagine CJ will come up with some really sinister stuff to punish TLS.
Hotcakes: I didn’t think CJ had it in him, especially after TLS hit him with the Souled Out. But from the beginning he was the aggressor, and that aggression made all the difference.
Markson: You mean the aggression, and the blatant interference from Alice Knight and her Owl friend.
Hotcakes: Well, that too.
Markson: But let’s give credit where credit is due. CJ did just about everything a person could do to TLS, completely decimating his rib area and TLS still had this match won at the end. What a display!
Hotcakes: It was a valiant effort indeed!
*CJ stands in the ring and sees TLS being attended to by the medical team. They place TLS on a stretcher and wheel him up the entrance ramp. CJ smirks. He drops down and rolls out of the ring headed toward TLS.*
Markson: It looks like CJ isn’t finished.
Hotcakes: Yikes. It looks like he’s about to serve up a bit more punishment to his new servant.
*CJ almost catches up to TLS and the medical staff when another explosion bursts from Optimus Prime, this time from the back. CJ doesn’t have time to turn around before he’s smashed in the back with a barbed wire baseball bat! CJ falls forward with the bat sticking out of his back. The camera pans up to see the deviant grin of…*
Markson: CRASH RODRIGUEZ!!!!!
Hotcakes: Who?
Markson: Crash! Former OCW Craze and Paradigm Champion! He was a member of The Exiles in the early days of TPW, and astablemate of CJ’s before he turned his back on him and did this very same thing after a match.
Hotcakes: Oh yeah, I remember him now... Wait! So Crash Rodriguez has literally stabbed CJ in the back… TWICE?
Markson: It would appear so. But what is he doing here? He’s not under TPW contract!
Hotcakes: Your guess is as good as mine.
*Crash Rodriguez smiles from ear to ear over the fallen CJ O’Donnell as the scene cuts away to the backstage area.*
*We cut to the backstage area, where we see Bobby Bones making his way along in front of the cameraman.*
Bobby Bones: Ladies and gentlemen, Bobby Bones here, on my way to see if I can get some words from “The Mechanic” Peter Vaughn. We saw Vaughn take a savage beating on the last Fury from Terry Marshall, showing how dangerous this feud has become between them. We need to know if Vaughn is going to be 100% or…
*As Bobby comes around another corner, he stops abruptly, with the cameraman barely stopping himself from walloping Bobby in the back of the head.*
Bobby Bones: What in the world?
*The cameraman steps around Bobby, getting a good shot of the hallway… where we see at least a dozen security guards standing around. Some have their arms crossed while leaning against the wall, while others appear to be more alert, turning towards Bobby & the cameraman with batons drawn. Bobby takes a tentative step forward, but the guards quickly form a wall, locking down the hallway.*
Bobby Bones: Excuse me, gentlemen. I’m trying to speak to Peter Vaughn. His locker room IS through this hallway, isn’t it?
*Suddenly, there’s the sound of a disturbance, as a man slowly pushes his way through the crowd. Cannon Gunner, the TPW Head of Security, steps into view, making sure a few of the guards back off before they inadvertently attack Bobby.*
Cannon Gunner: At ease, soldiers. Bobby, I’m afraid you can’t be here.
Bobby Bones: Mr. Gunner, if you don’t mind, I’d like an explanation for this added security. I was hoping to talk to the former champion. Is Peter Vaughn locked down tonight?
Cannon Gunner: Let’s just say that containment appeared to be the best method, Bobby. As you can probably guess, Mr. Vaughn didn’t take last Fury that well. In order to keep anything from happening before their match tonight, Alexander Marshall ordered our security forces to make sure both men are kept from… interacting.
Bobby Bones: I don’t know that I’ve ever seen so much security in one area before, Mr. Gunner.
Cannon Gunner: Yes, Mr. Marshall brought in additional help, knowing that this could be a chaotic night.
Bobby Bones: So, let me get this straight. We won’t be able to interview Peter Vaughn?
Cannon Gunner: I’m afraid not, Bobby. You’re going to have to wait until after their match. It’s both for Peter Vaughn’s protection… and everyone else’s, as well.
*Bobby nods, then turns back to the camera, shrugging his shoulders.*
Bobby Bones: Well, there’s the story, ladies and gentlemen. For now, Vaughn is unreachable, but he IS here, and we expect quite a war. Back to you, Harry & Mark!
*Bobby takes one more look at the force being displayed in the hallway, shaking his head, before turning and departing. We cut back to ringside.*
Bobby Bones: Ladies and gentlemen, Bobby Bones here, on my way to see if I can get some words from “The Mechanic” Peter Vaughn. We saw Vaughn take a savage beating on the last Fury from Terry Marshall, showing how dangerous this feud has become between them. We need to know if Vaughn is going to be 100% or…
*As Bobby comes around another corner, he stops abruptly, with the cameraman barely stopping himself from walloping Bobby in the back of the head.*
Bobby Bones: What in the world?
*The cameraman steps around Bobby, getting a good shot of the hallway… where we see at least a dozen security guards standing around. Some have their arms crossed while leaning against the wall, while others appear to be more alert, turning towards Bobby & the cameraman with batons drawn. Bobby takes a tentative step forward, but the guards quickly form a wall, locking down the hallway.*
Bobby Bones: Excuse me, gentlemen. I’m trying to speak to Peter Vaughn. His locker room IS through this hallway, isn’t it?
*Suddenly, there’s the sound of a disturbance, as a man slowly pushes his way through the crowd. Cannon Gunner, the TPW Head of Security, steps into view, making sure a few of the guards back off before they inadvertently attack Bobby.*
Cannon Gunner: At ease, soldiers. Bobby, I’m afraid you can’t be here.
Bobby Bones: Mr. Gunner, if you don’t mind, I’d like an explanation for this added security. I was hoping to talk to the former champion. Is Peter Vaughn locked down tonight?
Cannon Gunner: Let’s just say that containment appeared to be the best method, Bobby. As you can probably guess, Mr. Vaughn didn’t take last Fury that well. In order to keep anything from happening before their match tonight, Alexander Marshall ordered our security forces to make sure both men are kept from… interacting.
Bobby Bones: I don’t know that I’ve ever seen so much security in one area before, Mr. Gunner.
Cannon Gunner: Yes, Mr. Marshall brought in additional help, knowing that this could be a chaotic night.
Bobby Bones: So, let me get this straight. We won’t be able to interview Peter Vaughn?
Cannon Gunner: I’m afraid not, Bobby. You’re going to have to wait until after their match. It’s both for Peter Vaughn’s protection… and everyone else’s, as well.
*Bobby nods, then turns back to the camera, shrugging his shoulders.*
Bobby Bones: Well, there’s the story, ladies and gentlemen. For now, Vaughn is unreachable, but he IS here, and we expect quite a war. Back to you, Harry & Mark!
*Bobby takes one more look at the force being displayed in the hallway, shaking his head, before turning and departing. We cut back to ringside.*
*The camera cuts back to the announcer table. *
Markson: Up next, we have a match that is surely to be a banger, and will see these former team mates rip into each other.
Hotcakes: The Dream Weavers are exploding, and I can't wait to see Brooke Blakely.
Markson: Can't wait to se her do what?
Hotcakes: Oh, I don't care what she does I just cant wait to look at her.
*The camera abruptley cuts away to Steve Cotton before Harry can say anything else offensive. *
Steve Cotton: The following contest is, A RICK OR REWARD MATCH! In this match there are four boxes hung from poles around the ring. One box contains a contract for an American Championship, the other boxes contain different "prizes". The only way to win the match is to open the correct box.
Introducing first, from Houston, TX, weighing in at 110lbs, she is "Southern Beauty", Brooke Blakely!!!
*”Atta Girl” by Lainey Wilson begins to play over the PA and the crowd erupts with boos. The arena is illuminated in a few red, white, and blue lights as "Atta Girl" by Lainey Wilson plays, Brooke Blakely walks out and flips the fans off as she slides into the ring and awaits her opponent. *
Steve Cotton: AND HER OPPONENT! From Shinkiba, Koto City, Japan, weighing in at 115lb, she is the JNK, Junko Souma!!!
*The crowd begins to cheer as “Evolution” by Ayumi Hamasaki begins to play over the PA. Junko comes sprinting down the aisle, not waiting on any special introduction production, or acknowledging the fans. Junko slides right into the ring and double legs Brooke right to her back and begins hammering away on Brooke with rights and lefts. Steve Cotton jumps out of the ring as the bell sounds and the match officially starts. *
Markson: JUNKO SOUMA WASTING NO TIME!
Hotcakes: Junko has revenge on her mind, and her fists on Brooke Blakely’s face.
*Junko gets to her feet, pulling Brooke up by the hair. Junko begins firing hard forearm strikes to the jaw of Brooke, driving her back to the ropes. Junko grabs Brooke and whips her across the ring, but as Brooke gets near the ropes, she drops, and Baseball slides out of the ring. Brooke lands on her feet and begins talking trash to the front row who are booing her. Brooke turns to see Junko flying between the ropes with a suicide dive that nails Brooke and takes her down.
Junko pops to her feet and is met with a huge pop from the crowd. Junko looks around the over 23,000 people in the sold-out arena, but she only allows herself a moment before turning back to Brooke who is crawling toward the ring steps. Junko grabs Brooke by the hair, and waistband of her ring gear and throws Brooke into the steps. Junko takes a few steps back and waits as Brooke turns into a seat position against the steps. As Brooke sits up, Junko charges with a hip attack, smashing Brooke into the steps. *
Markson: GOOD GRIEF! That had to do some serious damage to the head of Brooke Blakley.
Hotcakes: Had to hurt Junko too, she doesn’t have very much meat on her bones.
*”Atta Girl” by Lainey Wilson begins to play over the PA and the crowd erupts with boos. The arena is illuminated in a few red, white, and blue lights as "Atta Girl" by Lainey Wilson plays, Brooke Blakely walks out and flips the fans off as she slides into the ring and awaits her opponent. *
Steve Cotton: AND HER OPPONENT! From Shinkiba, Koto City, Japan, weighing in at 115lb, she is the JNK, Junko Souma!!!
*The crowd begins to cheer as “Evolution” by Ayumi Hamasaki begins to play over the PA. Junko comes sprinting down the aisle, not waiting on any special introduction production, or acknowledging the fans. Junko slides right into the ring and double legs Brooke right to her back and begins hammering away on Brooke with rights and lefts. Steve Cotton jumps out of the ring as the bell sounds and the match officially starts. *
Markson: JUNKO SOUMA WASTING NO TIME!
Hotcakes: Junko has revenge on her mind, and her fists on Brooke Blakely’s face.
*Junko gets to her feet, pulling Brooke up by the hair. Junko begins firing hard forearm strikes to the jaw of Brooke, driving her back to the ropes. Junko grabs Brooke and whips her across the ring, but as Brooke gets near the ropes, she drops, and Baseball slides out of the ring. Brooke lands on her feet and begins talking trash to the front row who are booing her. Brooke turns to see Junko flying between the ropes with a suicide dive that nails Brooke and takes her down.
Junko pops to her feet and is met with a huge pop from the crowd. Junko looks around the over 23,000 people in the sold-out arena, but she only allows herself a moment before turning back to Brooke who is crawling toward the ring steps. Junko grabs Brooke by the hair, and waistband of her ring gear and throws Brooke into the steps. Junko takes a few steps back and waits as Brooke turns into a seat position against the steps. As Brooke sits up, Junko charges with a hip attack, smashing Brooke into the steps. *
Markson: GOOD GRIEF! That had to do some serious damage to the head of Brooke Blakley.
Hotcakes: Had to hurt Junko too, she doesn’t have very much meat on her bones.
Markson: Harry, just because it is the ’80s doesn’t mean you can body-shame.
Hotcakes: I’m just saying that I’m like Sir Mix-A-Lot, my anaconda don’t want none, unless ya got buns hun.
*Junko rolls Brooke into the ring, and then Junko jumps to the apron and begins climbing to the top rope. Junko gets to the top and goes for the Chocobo Sunrise (moonsault), but Brooke rolls out of the way into the turnbuckles. Junko sees this though, and is able to correct it, landing on her feet. As Brooke pulls herself up in the corner Junko charges in and nails Booke with a running shotgun drop kick that sends Brooke slamming into the turnbuckles and snapping her head back in a whiplash effect.
Junko stands up and stares at the downed Brooke, and then looks up at the box hanging above Brooke. Junko begins climbing up the ropes above Brooke going for the box. As Junko gets to the top and reaches for the box, Brooke pulls herself to her feet and pulls Junko’s leg backward, causing Junko to fall on her chin on the top turnbuckle. *
Markon: OH MY! What a disgusting fall for Junko Souma.
Hotcakes: If she had her tongue between her teeth, she would have bit it off there.
Markson: Why would her tongue be between her teeth?
Hotcakes: I dunno, maybe a concentration tick or something.
*Brooke moves to the corner, pulling Junko up by her head. Brooke hops to the second rope, still holding Junko’s head, and Brooke then spins out of the corner and spikes Junko onto her head with a tornado DDT. Brooke then rolls off of Junko and heads right for the corner she was just in Brooke climbs the turnbuckle, and is able to grab the box. Brooke frantically opens the box and pulls out a manilla envelope. Brooke tips the envelope open and pulls out… A $25 GIFT CERTIFICATE TO CHI-CHI’S! *
Markson: BROOKE BLAKELY GET RICK ROLLED!!!
Hotcakes: I don't know about that, Chi-Chi’s is my favorite restaurant. Best fried ice cream ever.
*Brooke angrily crumbles the gift certificate up and throws it into the crowd. All of this though, have given Junko time to get up. Brooke looks over her shoulder to see Junko coming, and Brooke goes for a moonsault, but Junko sidesteps and catches Brooke in a cutter. Brooke lands hard on her face and rolls over, going under the bottom rope to the outside. Junko rolls to the outside after Brooke. Junko grabs Brooke by the hair, pulls her up, and slams her face onto the announcers' table.
Junko then holds Brooke by the hair and whips her across the arena floor. Brooke hits the floor and rolls against the security railing. Brooke scoots up to a seated position, leaning against the security railing. Junko charges in with a running hip attack, but this time Brooke moves and Junko slams into the metal security railing, with a sickening crash sound. *
Markon: Oh no, Junko Souma going to the well once too often. What a sickening sound.
Hotcakes: If she spent more time with the thigh master, and less time sweating to the oldies she would have had some padding on that.
*Junko sinks against the security railing, holding her back with one hand, and holding herself up by the railing with the other. Brooke is up to her feet though and drops Junko with a superkick. Brooke grabs Junko by the hair and drags her to the Spanish announce table. Brooke pulls Junko up and rolls her onto the table. Brooke rolls into the ring and begins climbing to the top rope. *
Markson: WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP THERE!?! GET DOWN! DON’T DO IT!
Hotcakes: Brooke Blakely should just grab the box while she is up there, but apparently hurting Junko means more to her than a chance at the American championship.
*As Brooke gets to the top rope Junko rolls off of the table to the floor. Junko looks up from the ground to Brooke on the top rope and flips Brooke off. Brooke looks down at Junko angrily but then looks up at the box hanging above her head. Brooke grabs the box and pulls it down, this gives Junko a burst of energy and causes her to scramble to her feet. Before opening the box, Brooke jumps off the top rope and comes down, smashing the box over the head of Junko. Junko falls flat on the ground, and almost immediately a knot forms on her head from the blow.
Brooke laughs as she stands up and pulls the box open. Brooke pulls out a Magnavox VCR. Brooke mouths “WHAT THE FUDGE!” and throws down the VCR. *
Markson: AGAIN, BROOKE BLAKELY GETS RICK ROLLED!!!
Hotcakes: Are you kidding me? That was first-class technology by 1989 standards. I wonder if it comes with a copy of Batman? Michael Keaton will always be my Batman.
Markson: I’m a Ben Affleck Batman guy.
Hotcakes: Ugh, I never thought I’d miss Addison Andrews.
*Junko starts rolling over, and Blakely grabs the VCR and slams it into the back of Junko. Junko falls to the ground and Blakely slams the VCR into her back again. Blakely throws the VCR into the ring and then grabs Junko, pulls her from the ground, and rolls her into the ring. Brooke hops onto the apron and then springs to the top rope, and comes off with a springboard leg drop onto Junko.
Brooke rolls right up to her feet, and steps between the ropes to the apron. Brooke begins yelling at Junko to “GET UP B*TCH!”. Junko is slowly pushing herself up, first to her knees, and then standing up groggy. As Junko gets to her feet Brooke goes for Primetime Elite (Buckshot Lariat). Junko does a forward roll, bucking under the lariat. Brooke lands, falling forward, but rolls up to her feet as well. Brooke spins around and runs at Junko, as Junko is also running at Brooke. When they meet, Junko is able to catch Brooke lifting her up and JNK Driver (Ki’ Krusher 99) onto the VCR. Junko falls back to the mat, having used all her energy on that move, and Brooke is out cold. *
Markson: JNK DRIVER! JNK DRIVER! JNK DRIVER!
Hotcakes: OH NO, THE MAGNAVOX!!! I wanted to bring that home with me to watch my old Coliseum Home Videotapes.
Markson: You know that stuff is on YouTube right?
*Junko starts crawling to a corner that still has a box hanging at the top of it. Junko gets to the corner and starts pulling herself up with the ropes while Brooke begins to stir. As Junko gets to her feet, so does Brooke. Junko begins climbing to the top rope, while Brooke begins heading for her. Junko sees Brooke coming and leaps off the top rope with the Chocobo Sunrise (moonsault), but Brooke rolls under it and to the corner. Junko adjusts and lands on her feet, just in time to see Brooke coming with a superkick.
Junko duck the kick, jumps to the second rope, springs from the second rope to the top rope and then comes off with a Face Full of Ace (top rope hip attack), nailing Brooke right in the with her ace. *
Hotcakes: Junko Souma using that boney butt of hers as a weapon.
Markson: HARRY, STOP IT!!!
Hotcakes: You’ve been getting awful upset about me saying Junko has no butt. Do you have a crush on her or something Mark?
Markson: No, I’m a professional.
Hotcakes: Why are you blushing then?
Markson: Shut up Harry.
*Junko scrambles to her feet and goes straight to the corner where she climbs to the top rope. Junko’s height makes it difficult to reach the box at the top of the pole but she is able to grab the box. Junko begins to open it but then sees Brooke getting to her feet. Junko gets an evil smile on her face, and as Brooke gets up Junko dives off the tope rope and breaks the box over Brooke’s head. Brooke goes down hard and Junko notices the manila envelope that was in the box. Junko scrambles to open the envelope and then pulls out an award for a shopping spree at KB Toys. *
Markson: JUNKO SOUMA, JUST GOT RICK ROLLED!!!
Hotcakes: Well, now we know where the contract is at. But seriously, these other prizes have been top-notch.
*Junko looks over the thick card stock of the certificate and then crawls to Brooke. Junko grabs Brooke’s right hand with her left hand, spreading Brooke’s fingers between the middle and ring finger. Junko places the edge of the certificate against the hand of Brooke, and then drags it quickly and forcefully, slashing into the skin of Brooke’s hand with a nasty paper cut.
Brooke is brought out of her daze from the pain, as she screams and begins rolling around holding her hand. Junko gets an evil look on her face as she throws the certificate down and rises to her feet. *
Markson: OH NO! What does Junko have on her mind?
Hotcakes: I think the answer is, violence.
*Junko charges at Brooke, and kicks her in the ribs, sending Brooke rolling out of the ring to the floor. Brooke grabs the security railing and starts pulling herself up, but as she does Junko runs to the corner, is quick to the top rope, and leaps off with the Chocobo Sunrise (moonsault). Junko crashes down onto Brooke on the outside, bringing the crowd to their feet once more.
Junko slowly gets to her feet, feeling the effects of the move herself. Junko grabs Blakely and drags her around the ring to the announcers' area again. Junko begins knocking everything off of the Spanish announce table. Junko turns back to see Brooke pulling herself up by the ring apron, Junko grabs her by the shoulder, but as soon as she does Brooke delivers a Pele Kick. Junko falls back against the Spanish announce table, and Brooke shoves Junko up onto the table. *
Markson: I’ve got a real good feeling that something bad is about to happen.
Hotcakes: I think your right Mark, it looks like Brooke is going to the top floor.
*Brooke climbs to the top rope and leaps off with Frenzied Spirit (630 Splash) and crashed down onto Junko, shattering the announcers' table. Both Junko and Brooke lay on the ground in a heap of wood. *
Markon: HOLY GUACAMOLE! THROUGH THE TABLE!
Hotcakes: Both women are leaving it out all out here tonight. I can’t believe the lengths to which they are willing to go for this contract.
Markson: This is bigger than a shot at the American championship, this is personal.
Hotcakes: It got too personal, and now both women are completely out.
*Brooke is the first to stir as she rolls to the edge of the ring and uses the ring skirt to help pull herself up. Brooke holds onto the apron as she clears the cobwebs before rolling into the ring. Junko begins to stir, but Brooke is already in the ring. Brooke looks over at the last box and begins crawling toward it on her hands and knees. As Brooke begins crawling, Junko pulls herself to her feet using the security railing. Junko sees Brooke headed for the box and begins staggering toward it on the outside.
Brooke gets to the corner and begins climbing the ropes, and as she does Junko hops onto the apron and slams her fist into the ribs of Brooke to slow her down. Junko then begins climbing the ropes and meets Brooke on the second turnbuckle where the two wounded women begin exchanging right hands. *
Markson: I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! BOTH WOMEN, UP! BOTH WOMEN, STILL BATTLING!!!
Hotcakes: The Dream Weavers have weaved a nightmare for each other, but a dream match for the fans.
*Brooke lands a hard right on Junko, but Junko answers back with a headbutt. Both women are dazed by the headbutt, and the knot on Junko’s head appears to grow even more. Brooke goes for a right, but as she pulls back, Junko fires an uppercut with her elbow that connects with Brooke’s chin. Junko hooks Brooke’s head, lifts Brooke up, and jumps off the top rope spiking Brooke down with the JNK Driver (Ki Krusher 99). *
Markson: JNK DRIVER FROM THE HEAVEANS!!!
Hotcakes: Brooke Blakely is going to be in serious need of a chiropractor after that one.
*Junko begins crawling back to the turnbuckles, and slowly climbs up. Junko reaches the top and pulls the box down. Instead of just opening the box, Junko looks back at Brooke who lays out on the canvas. Junko snarls, holds the box to her chest, leaps off with the Chocobo Sunrise (Moonsault), and crushes the box into the mid-section of Blakely. Junko sits up holding her stomach, but grabs the contract from the splintered box for the win. *
Steve Cotton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, AND NOW NUMBER ONE CONTENDER TO THE AMERICAN CHAMPIONS…. JUNKO SOUMA!!!
Markson: What an incredible match. Neither contestant has anything to be ashamed of, they truly laid it all out and left everything in the ring tonight.
Hotcakes: I tell you what, whoever wins tonight between Stanton and Skye better be worried because Junko Souma is going to be very difficult to beat.
Hotcakes: I’m just saying that I’m like Sir Mix-A-Lot, my anaconda don’t want none, unless ya got buns hun.
*Junko rolls Brooke into the ring, and then Junko jumps to the apron and begins climbing to the top rope. Junko gets to the top and goes for the Chocobo Sunrise (moonsault), but Brooke rolls out of the way into the turnbuckles. Junko sees this though, and is able to correct it, landing on her feet. As Brooke pulls herself up in the corner Junko charges in and nails Booke with a running shotgun drop kick that sends Brooke slamming into the turnbuckles and snapping her head back in a whiplash effect.
Junko stands up and stares at the downed Brooke, and then looks up at the box hanging above Brooke. Junko begins climbing up the ropes above Brooke going for the box. As Junko gets to the top and reaches for the box, Brooke pulls herself to her feet and pulls Junko’s leg backward, causing Junko to fall on her chin on the top turnbuckle. *
Markon: OH MY! What a disgusting fall for Junko Souma.
Hotcakes: If she had her tongue between her teeth, she would have bit it off there.
Markson: Why would her tongue be between her teeth?
Hotcakes: I dunno, maybe a concentration tick or something.
*Brooke moves to the corner, pulling Junko up by her head. Brooke hops to the second rope, still holding Junko’s head, and Brooke then spins out of the corner and spikes Junko onto her head with a tornado DDT. Brooke then rolls off of Junko and heads right for the corner she was just in Brooke climbs the turnbuckle, and is able to grab the box. Brooke frantically opens the box and pulls out a manilla envelope. Brooke tips the envelope open and pulls out… A $25 GIFT CERTIFICATE TO CHI-CHI’S! *
Markson: BROOKE BLAKELY GET RICK ROLLED!!!
Hotcakes: I don't know about that, Chi-Chi’s is my favorite restaurant. Best fried ice cream ever.
*Brooke angrily crumbles the gift certificate up and throws it into the crowd. All of this though, have given Junko time to get up. Brooke looks over her shoulder to see Junko coming, and Brooke goes for a moonsault, but Junko sidesteps and catches Brooke in a cutter. Brooke lands hard on her face and rolls over, going under the bottom rope to the outside. Junko rolls to the outside after Brooke. Junko grabs Brooke by the hair, pulls her up, and slams her face onto the announcers' table.
Junko then holds Brooke by the hair and whips her across the arena floor. Brooke hits the floor and rolls against the security railing. Brooke scoots up to a seated position, leaning against the security railing. Junko charges in with a running hip attack, but this time Brooke moves and Junko slams into the metal security railing, with a sickening crash sound. *
Markon: Oh no, Junko Souma going to the well once too often. What a sickening sound.
Hotcakes: If she spent more time with the thigh master, and less time sweating to the oldies she would have had some padding on that.
*Junko sinks against the security railing, holding her back with one hand, and holding herself up by the railing with the other. Brooke is up to her feet though and drops Junko with a superkick. Brooke grabs Junko by the hair and drags her to the Spanish announce table. Brooke pulls Junko up and rolls her onto the table. Brooke rolls into the ring and begins climbing to the top rope. *
Markson: WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP THERE!?! GET DOWN! DON’T DO IT!
Hotcakes: Brooke Blakely should just grab the box while she is up there, but apparently hurting Junko means more to her than a chance at the American championship.
*As Brooke gets to the top rope Junko rolls off of the table to the floor. Junko looks up from the ground to Brooke on the top rope and flips Brooke off. Brooke looks down at Junko angrily but then looks up at the box hanging above her head. Brooke grabs the box and pulls it down, this gives Junko a burst of energy and causes her to scramble to her feet. Before opening the box, Brooke jumps off the top rope and comes down, smashing the box over the head of Junko. Junko falls flat on the ground, and almost immediately a knot forms on her head from the blow.
Brooke laughs as she stands up and pulls the box open. Brooke pulls out a Magnavox VCR. Brooke mouths “WHAT THE FUDGE!” and throws down the VCR. *
Markson: AGAIN, BROOKE BLAKELY GETS RICK ROLLED!!!
Hotcakes: Are you kidding me? That was first-class technology by 1989 standards. I wonder if it comes with a copy of Batman? Michael Keaton will always be my Batman.
Markson: I’m a Ben Affleck Batman guy.
Hotcakes: Ugh, I never thought I’d miss Addison Andrews.
*Junko starts rolling over, and Blakely grabs the VCR and slams it into the back of Junko. Junko falls to the ground and Blakely slams the VCR into her back again. Blakely throws the VCR into the ring and then grabs Junko, pulls her from the ground, and rolls her into the ring. Brooke hops onto the apron and then springs to the top rope, and comes off with a springboard leg drop onto Junko.
Brooke rolls right up to her feet, and steps between the ropes to the apron. Brooke begins yelling at Junko to “GET UP B*TCH!”. Junko is slowly pushing herself up, first to her knees, and then standing up groggy. As Junko gets to her feet Brooke goes for Primetime Elite (Buckshot Lariat). Junko does a forward roll, bucking under the lariat. Brooke lands, falling forward, but rolls up to her feet as well. Brooke spins around and runs at Junko, as Junko is also running at Brooke. When they meet, Junko is able to catch Brooke lifting her up and JNK Driver (Ki’ Krusher 99) onto the VCR. Junko falls back to the mat, having used all her energy on that move, and Brooke is out cold. *
Markson: JNK DRIVER! JNK DRIVER! JNK DRIVER!
Hotcakes: OH NO, THE MAGNAVOX!!! I wanted to bring that home with me to watch my old Coliseum Home Videotapes.
Markson: You know that stuff is on YouTube right?
*Junko starts crawling to a corner that still has a box hanging at the top of it. Junko gets to the corner and starts pulling herself up with the ropes while Brooke begins to stir. As Junko gets to her feet, so does Brooke. Junko begins climbing to the top rope, while Brooke begins heading for her. Junko sees Brooke coming and leaps off the top rope with the Chocobo Sunrise (moonsault), but Brooke rolls under it and to the corner. Junko adjusts and lands on her feet, just in time to see Brooke coming with a superkick.
Junko duck the kick, jumps to the second rope, springs from the second rope to the top rope and then comes off with a Face Full of Ace (top rope hip attack), nailing Brooke right in the with her ace. *
Hotcakes: Junko Souma using that boney butt of hers as a weapon.
Markson: HARRY, STOP IT!!!
Hotcakes: You’ve been getting awful upset about me saying Junko has no butt. Do you have a crush on her or something Mark?
Markson: No, I’m a professional.
Hotcakes: Why are you blushing then?
Markson: Shut up Harry.
*Junko scrambles to her feet and goes straight to the corner where she climbs to the top rope. Junko’s height makes it difficult to reach the box at the top of the pole but she is able to grab the box. Junko begins to open it but then sees Brooke getting to her feet. Junko gets an evil smile on her face, and as Brooke gets up Junko dives off the tope rope and breaks the box over Brooke’s head. Brooke goes down hard and Junko notices the manila envelope that was in the box. Junko scrambles to open the envelope and then pulls out an award for a shopping spree at KB Toys. *
Markson: JUNKO SOUMA, JUST GOT RICK ROLLED!!!
Hotcakes: Well, now we know where the contract is at. But seriously, these other prizes have been top-notch.
*Junko looks over the thick card stock of the certificate and then crawls to Brooke. Junko grabs Brooke’s right hand with her left hand, spreading Brooke’s fingers between the middle and ring finger. Junko places the edge of the certificate against the hand of Brooke, and then drags it quickly and forcefully, slashing into the skin of Brooke’s hand with a nasty paper cut.
Brooke is brought out of her daze from the pain, as she screams and begins rolling around holding her hand. Junko gets an evil look on her face as she throws the certificate down and rises to her feet. *
Markson: OH NO! What does Junko have on her mind?
Hotcakes: I think the answer is, violence.
*Junko charges at Brooke, and kicks her in the ribs, sending Brooke rolling out of the ring to the floor. Brooke grabs the security railing and starts pulling herself up, but as she does Junko runs to the corner, is quick to the top rope, and leaps off with the Chocobo Sunrise (moonsault). Junko crashes down onto Brooke on the outside, bringing the crowd to their feet once more.
Junko slowly gets to her feet, feeling the effects of the move herself. Junko grabs Blakely and drags her around the ring to the announcers' area again. Junko begins knocking everything off of the Spanish announce table. Junko turns back to see Brooke pulling herself up by the ring apron, Junko grabs her by the shoulder, but as soon as she does Brooke delivers a Pele Kick. Junko falls back against the Spanish announce table, and Brooke shoves Junko up onto the table. *
Markson: I’ve got a real good feeling that something bad is about to happen.
Hotcakes: I think your right Mark, it looks like Brooke is going to the top floor.
*Brooke climbs to the top rope and leaps off with Frenzied Spirit (630 Splash) and crashed down onto Junko, shattering the announcers' table. Both Junko and Brooke lay on the ground in a heap of wood. *
Markon: HOLY GUACAMOLE! THROUGH THE TABLE!
Hotcakes: Both women are leaving it out all out here tonight. I can’t believe the lengths to which they are willing to go for this contract.
Markson: This is bigger than a shot at the American championship, this is personal.
Hotcakes: It got too personal, and now both women are completely out.
*Brooke is the first to stir as she rolls to the edge of the ring and uses the ring skirt to help pull herself up. Brooke holds onto the apron as she clears the cobwebs before rolling into the ring. Junko begins to stir, but Brooke is already in the ring. Brooke looks over at the last box and begins crawling toward it on her hands and knees. As Brooke begins crawling, Junko pulls herself to her feet using the security railing. Junko sees Brooke headed for the box and begins staggering toward it on the outside.
Brooke gets to the corner and begins climbing the ropes, and as she does Junko hops onto the apron and slams her fist into the ribs of Brooke to slow her down. Junko then begins climbing the ropes and meets Brooke on the second turnbuckle where the two wounded women begin exchanging right hands. *
Markson: I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! BOTH WOMEN, UP! BOTH WOMEN, STILL BATTLING!!!
Hotcakes: The Dream Weavers have weaved a nightmare for each other, but a dream match for the fans.
*Brooke lands a hard right on Junko, but Junko answers back with a headbutt. Both women are dazed by the headbutt, and the knot on Junko’s head appears to grow even more. Brooke goes for a right, but as she pulls back, Junko fires an uppercut with her elbow that connects with Brooke’s chin. Junko hooks Brooke’s head, lifts Brooke up, and jumps off the top rope spiking Brooke down with the JNK Driver (Ki Krusher 99). *
Markson: JNK DRIVER FROM THE HEAVEANS!!!
Hotcakes: Brooke Blakely is going to be in serious need of a chiropractor after that one.
*Junko begins crawling back to the turnbuckles, and slowly climbs up. Junko reaches the top and pulls the box down. Instead of just opening the box, Junko looks back at Brooke who lays out on the canvas. Junko snarls, holds the box to her chest, leaps off with the Chocobo Sunrise (Moonsault), and crushes the box into the mid-section of Blakely. Junko sits up holding her stomach, but grabs the contract from the splintered box for the win. *
Steve Cotton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, AND NOW NUMBER ONE CONTENDER TO THE AMERICAN CHAMPIONS…. JUNKO SOUMA!!!
Markson: What an incredible match. Neither contestant has anything to be ashamed of, they truly laid it all out and left everything in the ring tonight.
Hotcakes: I tell you what, whoever wins tonight between Stanton and Skye better be worried because Junko Souma is going to be very difficult to beat.
Markson: And up next we will find out who Junko Souma will challenge for that American Champiopnship, the current champion Nova Skye, or Ricky Stanton.
*Markson is suddenly cut off as a familiar song begins to play over the PA. *
Dog goes "woof"
Cat goes "meow"
Bird goes "tweet"
And mouse goes "squeek"
*The Charlotte Colosseum goes wild as the beginning lyrics to “The Fox (What Did the Fox Say?)” by Ylvis begins to play.*
Cat goes "meow"
Bird goes "tweet"
And mouse goes "squeek"
*The Charlotte Colosseum goes wild as the beginning lyrics to “The Fox (What Did the Fox Say?)” by Ylvis begins to play.*
Hotcakes: ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME!?!
Markson: EL DIABLO BLANCO IS BACK!?! Pinch me, I must be dreaming.
Cow goes "moo"
Frog goes "croak"
And the elephant goes "toot"
Ducks say "quack"
And fish go "blub"
And the seal goes "ow ow ow"
But there's one sound
That no one knows
*In unison, the crowd screams out “What does the fox say?” as El Diablo Blanco comes out onto the entryway. They have not seen El D in months and have not heard a peep as to his existence in quite some time. Clad in his signature Zubaz shorts, the Backyard Phenom sprints down to the ring. El D slides in under the bottom rope before springing to his feet and running the ropes. The Leader of the Diablo Nation as a smile from horn to horn as he grabs a microphone from ringside.*
El D: Ohhh yeah! Can you feel it, brothers? The energy in this arena is electric! It's been months since you've heard the voice of the Backyard Phenom, the former TP-Dub American Champion, El Diablo Blanco! And let me tell you something, Brothers and Sisters. It's been a hell of a journey, my friends!
*El D paces back and forth, his fiery energy radiating throughout the Charlotte Colosseum. *
El D: Now, I'm not gonna stand here and sugarcoat it, Brothers. After I lost that TP-Dub American Title, I hit rock bottom. I doubted myself, second-guessed my abilities, and even closed down my wrestling school, 'El D's House of Fun'. The fire inside me was flickering, and I wasn't sure if I could find my way back to the squared circle.
*El D looks determined, his eyes fixed on the crowd. *
El D: But then, a wise man, Brother Terry Marshall, came to me with words of wisdom. He reminded me of the passion that burns within my heart, the love for this business, and the undying support of all you amazing fans out there! He reminded me that I was an inspiration to the average fan, the voice for the voiceless. I stood up for the little guy, no matter how big the bully was. And it hit me like a steel chair to the face, brothers! I realized that I couldn't let my doubts overshadow the impact I had made on all of you out there in the Diablo Nation!
*The crowd roars with approval, chanting "El D! El D!" *
El D: That's right, my brothers and sisters! I've found my way again, and it's right here in the TP-Dub! This is where the true warriors collide, where legends are born, and where El Diablo Blanco reclaims his destiny, Brother.
*El D raises his arms in triumph as the crowd's cheers reach a crescendo. *
El D: So, to all the competitors in TP-Dub, I say this: prepare yourselves! The flame of El D's passion has been reignited, and I'm coming for each and every one of you! My moves may be basic, but my heart, my spirit, and my love for this business are anything but! And let me tell you something, brother, it's time to run wild once again!
*The crowd explodes with anticipation, eagerly awaiting what is next for El Diablo Blanco in TPW. *
El D: I stand before you today, stronger, wiser, and more determined than ever before! El D is back, and I'm here to remind the world why I am the embodiment of intensity, power, and the spirit of the fight! TP-Dub, get ready because El Diablo Blanco is about to tear the roof off this place, brother!
*El D lowers the microphone, his adrenaline pumping as he poses in the center of the ring, the crowd chanting his name. He then gets a more serious tone as he calls for the fans to quiet down. *
El D: To my Familia, My Little Diablitas, Wifey, I promise you, I will make you proud once again! I haven’t been the easiest to live with these past two months but you’ve kept me going. I also want to take a moment to express my deepest gratitude to the Diablo Nation, the dNb! You all stood by me when I needed you the most, and for that, I am eternally grateful!
*El D bows before the crowd, wiping away a tear of emotion.*
El D: From the bottom of my heart, thank you! Get ready, TP-Dub, because El Diablo Blanco is back and better than ever! I will run wild, I will feel froggy, and I will make each and every one of you believe in the power of the Diablo Nation! Diggit?
*The crowd explodes with cheers and applause, fully captivated by El Diablo Blanco's passion and determination.*
El D: So, my brothers and sisters, let me leave you with one final question: Whatcha gonna do when Good Ol' El D runs wild on you? Get ready for a rollercoaster of emotions, jaw-dropping action, and a return that will shake TP-Dub to its core! Ohhh yeah!
*El D drops the microphone, basking in the adoration of the crowd as he exits the ring, leaving them in a state of exhilaration and anticipation. The shot cuts back to the ringside announcers. *
Frog goes "croak"
And the elephant goes "toot"
Ducks say "quack"
And fish go "blub"
And the seal goes "ow ow ow"
But there's one sound
That no one knows
*In unison, the crowd screams out “What does the fox say?” as El Diablo Blanco comes out onto the entryway. They have not seen El D in months and have not heard a peep as to his existence in quite some time. Clad in his signature Zubaz shorts, the Backyard Phenom sprints down to the ring. El D slides in under the bottom rope before springing to his feet and running the ropes. The Leader of the Diablo Nation as a smile from horn to horn as he grabs a microphone from ringside.*
El D: Ohhh yeah! Can you feel it, brothers? The energy in this arena is electric! It's been months since you've heard the voice of the Backyard Phenom, the former TP-Dub American Champion, El Diablo Blanco! And let me tell you something, Brothers and Sisters. It's been a hell of a journey, my friends!
*El D paces back and forth, his fiery energy radiating throughout the Charlotte Colosseum. *
El D: Now, I'm not gonna stand here and sugarcoat it, Brothers. After I lost that TP-Dub American Title, I hit rock bottom. I doubted myself, second-guessed my abilities, and even closed down my wrestling school, 'El D's House of Fun'. The fire inside me was flickering, and I wasn't sure if I could find my way back to the squared circle.
*El D looks determined, his eyes fixed on the crowd. *
El D: But then, a wise man, Brother Terry Marshall, came to me with words of wisdom. He reminded me of the passion that burns within my heart, the love for this business, and the undying support of all you amazing fans out there! He reminded me that I was an inspiration to the average fan, the voice for the voiceless. I stood up for the little guy, no matter how big the bully was. And it hit me like a steel chair to the face, brothers! I realized that I couldn't let my doubts overshadow the impact I had made on all of you out there in the Diablo Nation!
*The crowd roars with approval, chanting "El D! El D!" *
El D: That's right, my brothers and sisters! I've found my way again, and it's right here in the TP-Dub! This is where the true warriors collide, where legends are born, and where El Diablo Blanco reclaims his destiny, Brother.
*El D raises his arms in triumph as the crowd's cheers reach a crescendo. *
El D: So, to all the competitors in TP-Dub, I say this: prepare yourselves! The flame of El D's passion has been reignited, and I'm coming for each and every one of you! My moves may be basic, but my heart, my spirit, and my love for this business are anything but! And let me tell you something, brother, it's time to run wild once again!
*The crowd explodes with anticipation, eagerly awaiting what is next for El Diablo Blanco in TPW. *
El D: I stand before you today, stronger, wiser, and more determined than ever before! El D is back, and I'm here to remind the world why I am the embodiment of intensity, power, and the spirit of the fight! TP-Dub, get ready because El Diablo Blanco is about to tear the roof off this place, brother!
*El D lowers the microphone, his adrenaline pumping as he poses in the center of the ring, the crowd chanting his name. He then gets a more serious tone as he calls for the fans to quiet down. *
El D: To my Familia, My Little Diablitas, Wifey, I promise you, I will make you proud once again! I haven’t been the easiest to live with these past two months but you’ve kept me going. I also want to take a moment to express my deepest gratitude to the Diablo Nation, the dNb! You all stood by me when I needed you the most, and for that, I am eternally grateful!
*El D bows before the crowd, wiping away a tear of emotion.*
El D: From the bottom of my heart, thank you! Get ready, TP-Dub, because El Diablo Blanco is back and better than ever! I will run wild, I will feel froggy, and I will make each and every one of you believe in the power of the Diablo Nation! Diggit?
*The crowd explodes with cheers and applause, fully captivated by El Diablo Blanco's passion and determination.*
El D: So, my brothers and sisters, let me leave you with one final question: Whatcha gonna do when Good Ol' El D runs wild on you? Get ready for a rollercoaster of emotions, jaw-dropping action, and a return that will shake TP-Dub to its core! Ohhh yeah!
*El D drops the microphone, basking in the adoration of the crowd as he exits the ring, leaving them in a state of exhilaration and anticipation. The shot cuts back to the ringside announcers. *
Markson: I bet Terry Marshall is estatic right now.
Hotcakes: I know that El Diablo Blanco is one of his favoirte TPW stars.
Markson: He's a personal favorite of mine, and many of the TPW fans. But now it is time to see another fan favorite defend her American Championship.
Steve Cotton: The following contest is the AMERICAN CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH!
*Crowd Pops.*
Steve Cotton: Introducing first, from Richmond, VA. Weighing in at 200lbs, he is the CEO of Stanton Media United, the Dirtiest Player in the Game, but the Prettiest Wrestler in HISSSSTORRRRYYYYY!! PRRRRREEETTTTTY RICKYYYYY STANNNNTOONNNNN!!!!
* "Back in Black" plays over the speakers as "Pretty" Ricky Stanton rises from the elevated floor in his black robe and trunks. He's escorted down ringside by two henchmen and two Latinas in gowns. The crowd boos loudly as Stanton struts to the ring. Ricky climbs into the ring, with the Latinas holding the ropes open for him. Ricky turns to the hard cam and strikes a pose, giving his robe to one of his assistants standing outside the ring. *
Steve Cotton: AND HIS OPPONENT! From Massapequa, NY, weighing in at 137lbs. SHE IS THE REIGNING AMERICAN CHAMPION! THIS IS, NOVA SKYE!!!
*"Inferno" by Rain Paris hits the speakers as lime green and teal spotlights race over the crowd. Purple lights blink as smoke begins billowing out of the entrance way. Nova steps through and pauses, her hand on her hip, and a smirk on her face. She looks out over the crowd, then slowly puts her arms out as pyros go off behind her. She makes her way down to the ring, and jumps over the top rope, running over to the far corner, leaping on the turnbuckle, basking in the attention before hopping down.*
Markson: You really have to wonder how Nova Skye is going to fair tonight after everything she has been through over the past month.
Hotcakes: Nova Skye is one of the best competitors I have ever seen in Thunder Pro, but she is coming into this match with a huge handicap.
*Nova hands the championship belt to new TPW referee Bobby “The Beard” Johnson. As Bobby holds the title above his head, Stanton sprints across the ring and spears the unsuspecting Skye. Stanton pulls Skye up and delivers the Rainmaker (F-5). Stanton makes the cover, but Referee Beard refuses the count saying the bell hasn’t sounded yet. Stanton stands up and orders him to ring the bell. Referee Beard shakes his head and calls for the bell. *
Markson: OH COME ON STANTON!!!
Hotcakes: As if Nova Skye wasn’t already hurt enough coming into this match, Stanton jumps her before the bell and plants the Rainmaker.
*The bell sounds to officially start the match and Stanton is stalking Skye as she tries to push herself to her feet. As Nove gets up, Stanton grabs her and lifts her up onto his shoulders. Stanton goes for the Rainmaker (F-5) again, but as he spins Skye she slides off his back and lands on her feet. Skye jumps up and takes Stanton over with a Dragonrana. *
Markson: DRAGONRANA!!! NOVA SKYE IS STILL IN IT!!!
Hotcakes: Someone like Nova Skye is never out of the fight.
*Nova slowly pushes herself up to her feet and sees that Stanton is getting up as well. Nova charges into the ropes to get some momentum, but as she does one of the Latina’s trip her. Nova staggers but doesn’t go down. Nova turns and begins yelling at the Entorouge of Ricky Stanton. This gives Stanton time to get up and charge from behind. At the last moment, Skye drops down, pulling the top rope down, and Stanton topples over the top rope to the outside, on top of his henchmen.
The henchmen begin helping Stanton up, and as they do, Nova heads for the turnbuckles. Nova climbs to the top rope, and as she does, Stanton gets to his feet, being held up by the henchmen and consoled by the Latinas. Nova looks at the Stanton Media United crew and goes Supernova (Corkscrew senton bomb) off the top rope to the outside, knocking down Stanton, his henchmen, and the Latina. *
Markson: OH MY!!! Talk about going Supernova.
Hotcakes: Nova Skye just wiped out five people with that twisting diving thing.
Markson: It’s a corkscrew senton bomb.
Hotcakes: No, it’s SUPERNOVA!!!
*Nova is still struggling with her ribs, but pulls Ricky up and rolls him into the ring. Nova hops onto the apron and climbs the ropes. As Nova gets to the top she sees that Stanton is starting to stand up, so she jumps off quickly. Stanton dives down, but Nova tucks and rolls as she lands, coming right back up to her feet. Nova spins around and runs at Stanton. Stanton catches Nova coming and catches her with a snap power slam.
Stanton pushes himself up to his feet, while Nova lays on the mat holding her stomach. As Skye sits up, Stanton stomps her on the head, knocking her back to the mat. Stanton begins to stomp Nova all over, moving around her body in a complete circle, completing a Garvin stomp. *
Markson: Ricky Stanton is just absolutely assaulting Nova with those stomps.
Hotcakes: I know Nova Skye will fight until she can’t, but it isn’t looking good for her.
*Nova lays flat on the mat, appearing to be fully out, and Stanton is strutting around the ring talking smack to the crowd. The boos are reigning down like crazy and a few paper cups fly Stanton’s way, only causing him to laugh. Stanton turns back to Nova, pulling her up. As Stanton begins to pull Nova up, she catches him with a small package. *
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*Stanton kicks out and quickly rolls to his feet. Skye is trying to get up when Stanton grabs her by the hair with one hand and slams a forearm across her back with his other hand. Stanton hurls Nova into the turnbuckle and follows up by charging in with a power clothesline. Nova slumps down in the corner, but Stanton grabs her by the head and throws her out of the ring. *
Markson: Oh, what a hard clotheslines. I think the ring moved on that one.
Hotcakes: It seemed like the ring moved two inches.
Markson: Now Stanton has Nova on the outside, this can’t be good.
*Skye is trying to push herself to her feet when Stanton grabs her and hurls her into the ring steps. Skye hits hard, rocking the steps, and sinks to the ground. Stanton charges in and hits a running knee to Nova, knocking the top half of the steps over. Stanton grabs Skye and rolls her into the ring, and then rolls in after her. Stanton grabs Skye and lifts her to her feet, hooking her for the Pretty Boy Drop (revere DDT).
Before Stanton can drop, Skye flips backward, going over Stanton’s shoulders. Skye catches Stanton in a Dragon Sleeper, with her legs wrapped around Stanton’s body. Stanton flings his arms around and shakes his body trying to get Nova off, but she keeps her legs wrapped tightly. Stanton uses his strength to push Nova’s arm off of his head, slipping it out. Nova still has her legs wrapped around Stanton squeezing him, but Stanton grabs Nova’s head, jumps up, and drops down with a backpack stunner onto Nova. Stanton rolls over and makes the pin. *
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Markson: OH MY! Nova Skye was just a hair away from losing her championship there.
Hotcakes: She showed great ring awareness there by putting her foot on the ropes.
*Stanton is beside himself as he yells at Ref Beard. Stanton turns back to Nova who is laying out on the mat. Stanton grabs her by the arm, drags her to the middle of the ring and makes a pin. *
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*Stanton jumps to his feet, screaming in anger. Stanton grabs Nova by the arm and head, and lifts her up. Stanton goes to lift her for a Rainmaker, but Nova slides out quickly, dropping behind Stanton in a Sleeper. Stanton fights to get free, he turns and grabs Nova around the waist and lifts her up while she holds onto his head.
Stanton runs towards the ropes while carrying Nova, but she catches the top rope with her feet. Nova spins off the top rope and comes back into a springboard bulldog on Stanton. Stanton is down holding his head, while Nova continues to hold her body. Referee Beard is forced to start a count. *
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Hotcakes: I don’t think so, it looks like Stanton is starting to move a little.
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*Stanton rolls to his feet breaking the count, he moves toward Skye, but as he does she nips up to her feet. Stanton charges at Nova and runs right into a Double Knee Facebreaker. Stanton is staggered, but still on his feet as Nova gets up. Nova charges and Stanton turns sideways and catches her for a sidewalk slam, but Nova spins through with a Tilt-a-whirl arm drag. Stanton rolls up to his feet in the corner, and as he gets up Nova is there with a Monkey Flip.
Stanton is elevated high into the air with the flip and comes down hard on his back. Nova is feeling the energy from the crowd as she is up and to the top rope. Stanton pushed himself to his feet, but as soon as he gets up Nova takes him back down with a missile drop kick from the top rope that gets a huge reaction from the crowd.*
Markson: Listen to the Thunderamaniacs here in Charlotte going crazy for Nova Skye.
Hotcakes: A lot of dog lovers here in Charlotte tonight Mark.
Markson: Who doesn’t love dogs?
Hotcakes: Eh, more of a cat person myself.
Markson: But, you told me you love Nova’s puppies.
Hotcakes: KAYFABE!
*Nova pops to her feet, fueled by the roaring crowd, and points at the top turnbuckle which brings even more electricity to the crowd. Nova begins climbing to the top rope, and as she gets to the top one of the Latinas hops onto the apron distracting Ref Beard. With the Ref distracted one of the henchmen hops onto the apron and heads for Nova, but as he does she sees him coming and jumps over him, landing on the apron. The henchman spins around and gets super kicked off the apron.
The other Latina woman slides a set of brass knuckles into the ring to Stanton. Stanton slides them on as he is getting up, but as he gets them on Nova comes off the ropes with a Springboard bulldog. As Stanton is taken down with the bulldog the brass knuckles go flying. Nova turns Ricky over and makes the cover, *
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Markson: Big kick out there by Ricky Stanton, I thought Nova Skye was about to put him away.
Hotcakes: Ricky Stanton is proving to everyone here today that he doesn’t just talk the talk, but he also walks the walk.
*Nova gets to her feet again as the Latina woman hops onto the apron again. Nova looks over to see the other henchman reaching into the ring to grab the brass knuckles, as he gets his hand on them, Nova stomps his hand. The henchman pulls his hand back holding it in pain. Nova reaches down and picks up the brass knuckles. As Nova picks them up, Stanton grabs her from behind and lifts her for a belly-to-belly suplex. Nova flips out of the suplex attempt and lands on her feet. Stanton turns around, and Nova is ready to blast him with the knucks, but stops and shakes her head no. Instead, Nova hits three fast left jabs that rock Ricky. Nova follows up with a spinning back heel kick that drops Ricky.
Nova is ready to go for the pin but notices the referee is still distracted. Nova takes the knucks off and tosses them out of the ring into the crowd. Nova turns and charges at the Latina woman and knocks her off the apron with a big slap. Nova turns back to Stanton who is on all fours. Nova grabs Stanton by the head but as she does Stanton pops right up with her on his shoulders ready for a Rainemaker (F5).
As Ricky goes to spin Nova, she pops her head free, flips her body backward and wakes Ricky down with a crucifix pin. *
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Steve Cotton: Here is your winner…. AND STILLLLLL AMERICAN CHAMPION!!! NOVA SKYYYYEEEEEE!!!!
Markson: NOVA SKY DID IT!!!
Hotcakes: Nova Skye came into this match at a physical and mental low, and still fought through adversity and retained the American Championship.
Markson: What a moment or her.
*Ricky Stanton sits up in total shock and disbelief as Skye has rolled to the corner. Referee Beard hands Skye the American championship and raises her hand as she sits in the corner. Suddenly a Stanton goon grabs each of Skye’s arms. Referee Beard starts yelling at them, when Stanton spins Referee Beard around, lifts him up, and drops him with the Rainmaker (F5). *
Markson: WHAT IS GOING ON!?!
Hotcakes: Ricky Stanton is earning himself a hefty fine is what is going on.
*Stanton is right up to his feet and runs right at Skye and boots her in the head while his goons hold her arms. Skye slumps down almost completely out. Stanton begins stomping away on her. Stanton stomps her chest and stomach of Skye about ten times and then orders the goons to release her. Stanton grabs Skye by the ankles and drags her to the middle of the ring. Stanton orders the goons to get some chairs and enter the ring. *
Markson: WHAT IS GOING ON!?! GET THAT SECURITY OUT HERE!!!
Hotcakes: They are probably tied up with keeping Peter Vaughn contained.
*The crowd is booing loudly as Stanton barks orders at his goons. Suddenly, those boos turn to cheers and the camera cuts to Jay C. Phoenix running down the entranceway with a kendo stick in hand. Phoenix slides into the ring and one of the goons steps forward swinging a chair, but Phoenix ducks under it and as he does leaps forward and cracks the other goon across the head with the kendo stick.
Phoenix tucks, and rolls as he lands and comes back up to his feet. The other goon charges again, and Phoenix easily backdrops him over the top rope. Stanton charges next going for a big right hook, but Phoneix ducks. Phoenix pops back up and smacks Stanton on each of his knees with the kendo stick. Stanton drops to his knees and Phoneix smacks Stanton over the head with the kendo stick, snapping it into pieces.
Stanton falls to the mat when his Latino women reach under the bottom rope and grab him, dragging Stanton out. Phoenix drops to a knee to check on Nova and is clearly beside himself. Phoenix grabs his head, stands up, and begins shouting in anger. With one big pull Phoneix rips his mask off and throws it down. *
Hotcakes: IS THAT!?! IS THAT!?! IS THAT!?!
Markson: IT’S JIM CAEDUS!!! JAY C. PHEONIX HAS BEEN JIM CAEDUS ALL ALONG!!!
Hotcakes: THIS IS CRAZY! WHAT A NIGHT!
*Caedus is on his knees checking on Nova Skye as medical officials rush into the ring and begin checking on Nova. As the medical team starts checking on Nova the scene cuts back to the commentary desk. *
*Crowd Pops.*
Steve Cotton: Introducing first, from Richmond, VA. Weighing in at 200lbs, he is the CEO of Stanton Media United, the Dirtiest Player in the Game, but the Prettiest Wrestler in HISSSSTORRRRYYYYY!! PRRRRREEETTTTTY RICKYYYYY STANNNNTOONNNNN!!!!
* "Back in Black" plays over the speakers as "Pretty" Ricky Stanton rises from the elevated floor in his black robe and trunks. He's escorted down ringside by two henchmen and two Latinas in gowns. The crowd boos loudly as Stanton struts to the ring. Ricky climbs into the ring, with the Latinas holding the ropes open for him. Ricky turns to the hard cam and strikes a pose, giving his robe to one of his assistants standing outside the ring. *
Steve Cotton: AND HIS OPPONENT! From Massapequa, NY, weighing in at 137lbs. SHE IS THE REIGNING AMERICAN CHAMPION! THIS IS, NOVA SKYE!!!
*"Inferno" by Rain Paris hits the speakers as lime green and teal spotlights race over the crowd. Purple lights blink as smoke begins billowing out of the entrance way. Nova steps through and pauses, her hand on her hip, and a smirk on her face. She looks out over the crowd, then slowly puts her arms out as pyros go off behind her. She makes her way down to the ring, and jumps over the top rope, running over to the far corner, leaping on the turnbuckle, basking in the attention before hopping down.*
Markson: You really have to wonder how Nova Skye is going to fair tonight after everything she has been through over the past month.
Hotcakes: Nova Skye is one of the best competitors I have ever seen in Thunder Pro, but she is coming into this match with a huge handicap.
*Nova hands the championship belt to new TPW referee Bobby “The Beard” Johnson. As Bobby holds the title above his head, Stanton sprints across the ring and spears the unsuspecting Skye. Stanton pulls Skye up and delivers the Rainmaker (F-5). Stanton makes the cover, but Referee Beard refuses the count saying the bell hasn’t sounded yet. Stanton stands up and orders him to ring the bell. Referee Beard shakes his head and calls for the bell. *
Markson: OH COME ON STANTON!!!
Hotcakes: As if Nova Skye wasn’t already hurt enough coming into this match, Stanton jumps her before the bell and plants the Rainmaker.
*The bell sounds to officially start the match and Stanton is stalking Skye as she tries to push herself to her feet. As Nove gets up, Stanton grabs her and lifts her up onto his shoulders. Stanton goes for the Rainmaker (F-5) again, but as he spins Skye she slides off his back and lands on her feet. Skye jumps up and takes Stanton over with a Dragonrana. *
Markson: DRAGONRANA!!! NOVA SKYE IS STILL IN IT!!!
Hotcakes: Someone like Nova Skye is never out of the fight.
*Nova slowly pushes herself up to her feet and sees that Stanton is getting up as well. Nova charges into the ropes to get some momentum, but as she does one of the Latina’s trip her. Nova staggers but doesn’t go down. Nova turns and begins yelling at the Entorouge of Ricky Stanton. This gives Stanton time to get up and charge from behind. At the last moment, Skye drops down, pulling the top rope down, and Stanton topples over the top rope to the outside, on top of his henchmen.
The henchmen begin helping Stanton up, and as they do, Nova heads for the turnbuckles. Nova climbs to the top rope, and as she does, Stanton gets to his feet, being held up by the henchmen and consoled by the Latinas. Nova looks at the Stanton Media United crew and goes Supernova (Corkscrew senton bomb) off the top rope to the outside, knocking down Stanton, his henchmen, and the Latina. *
Markson: OH MY!!! Talk about going Supernova.
Hotcakes: Nova Skye just wiped out five people with that twisting diving thing.
Markson: It’s a corkscrew senton bomb.
Hotcakes: No, it’s SUPERNOVA!!!
*Nova is still struggling with her ribs, but pulls Ricky up and rolls him into the ring. Nova hops onto the apron and climbs the ropes. As Nova gets to the top she sees that Stanton is starting to stand up, so she jumps off quickly. Stanton dives down, but Nova tucks and rolls as she lands, coming right back up to her feet. Nova spins around and runs at Stanton. Stanton catches Nova coming and catches her with a snap power slam.
Stanton pushes himself up to his feet, while Nova lays on the mat holding her stomach. As Skye sits up, Stanton stomps her on the head, knocking her back to the mat. Stanton begins to stomp Nova all over, moving around her body in a complete circle, completing a Garvin stomp. *
Markson: Ricky Stanton is just absolutely assaulting Nova with those stomps.
Hotcakes: I know Nova Skye will fight until she can’t, but it isn’t looking good for her.
*Nova lays flat on the mat, appearing to be fully out, and Stanton is strutting around the ring talking smack to the crowd. The boos are reigning down like crazy and a few paper cups fly Stanton’s way, only causing him to laugh. Stanton turns back to Nova, pulling her up. As Stanton begins to pull Nova up, she catches him with a small package. *
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*Stanton kicks out and quickly rolls to his feet. Skye is trying to get up when Stanton grabs her by the hair with one hand and slams a forearm across her back with his other hand. Stanton hurls Nova into the turnbuckle and follows up by charging in with a power clothesline. Nova slumps down in the corner, but Stanton grabs her by the head and throws her out of the ring. *
Markson: Oh, what a hard clotheslines. I think the ring moved on that one.
Hotcakes: It seemed like the ring moved two inches.
Markson: Now Stanton has Nova on the outside, this can’t be good.
*Skye is trying to push herself to her feet when Stanton grabs her and hurls her into the ring steps. Skye hits hard, rocking the steps, and sinks to the ground. Stanton charges in and hits a running knee to Nova, knocking the top half of the steps over. Stanton grabs Skye and rolls her into the ring, and then rolls in after her. Stanton grabs Skye and lifts her to her feet, hooking her for the Pretty Boy Drop (revere DDT).
Before Stanton can drop, Skye flips backward, going over Stanton’s shoulders. Skye catches Stanton in a Dragon Sleeper, with her legs wrapped around Stanton’s body. Stanton flings his arms around and shakes his body trying to get Nova off, but she keeps her legs wrapped tightly. Stanton uses his strength to push Nova’s arm off of his head, slipping it out. Nova still has her legs wrapped around Stanton squeezing him, but Stanton grabs Nova’s head, jumps up, and drops down with a backpack stunner onto Nova. Stanton rolls over and makes the pin. *
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Markson: OH MY! Nova Skye was just a hair away from losing her championship there.
Hotcakes: She showed great ring awareness there by putting her foot on the ropes.
*Stanton is beside himself as he yells at Ref Beard. Stanton turns back to Nova who is laying out on the mat. Stanton grabs her by the arm, drags her to the middle of the ring and makes a pin. *
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*Stanton jumps to his feet, screaming in anger. Stanton grabs Nova by the arm and head, and lifts her up. Stanton goes to lift her for a Rainmaker, but Nova slides out quickly, dropping behind Stanton in a Sleeper. Stanton fights to get free, he turns and grabs Nova around the waist and lifts her up while she holds onto his head.
Stanton runs towards the ropes while carrying Nova, but she catches the top rope with her feet. Nova spins off the top rope and comes back into a springboard bulldog on Stanton. Stanton is down holding his head, while Nova continues to hold her body. Referee Beard is forced to start a count. *
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Markson: Is this match going to end in a double count-out?
Hotcakes: I don’t think so, it looks like Stanton is starting to move a little.
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*Stanton rolls to his feet breaking the count, he moves toward Skye, but as he does she nips up to her feet. Stanton charges at Nova and runs right into a Double Knee Facebreaker. Stanton is staggered, but still on his feet as Nova gets up. Nova charges and Stanton turns sideways and catches her for a sidewalk slam, but Nova spins through with a Tilt-a-whirl arm drag. Stanton rolls up to his feet in the corner, and as he gets up Nova is there with a Monkey Flip.
Stanton is elevated high into the air with the flip and comes down hard on his back. Nova is feeling the energy from the crowd as she is up and to the top rope. Stanton pushed himself to his feet, but as soon as he gets up Nova takes him back down with a missile drop kick from the top rope that gets a huge reaction from the crowd.*
Markson: Listen to the Thunderamaniacs here in Charlotte going crazy for Nova Skye.
Hotcakes: A lot of dog lovers here in Charlotte tonight Mark.
Markson: Who doesn’t love dogs?
Hotcakes: Eh, more of a cat person myself.
Markson: But, you told me you love Nova’s puppies.
Hotcakes: KAYFABE!
*Nova pops to her feet, fueled by the roaring crowd, and points at the top turnbuckle which brings even more electricity to the crowd. Nova begins climbing to the top rope, and as she gets to the top one of the Latinas hops onto the apron distracting Ref Beard. With the Ref distracted one of the henchmen hops onto the apron and heads for Nova, but as he does she sees him coming and jumps over him, landing on the apron. The henchman spins around and gets super kicked off the apron.
The other Latina woman slides a set of brass knuckles into the ring to Stanton. Stanton slides them on as he is getting up, but as he gets them on Nova comes off the ropes with a Springboard bulldog. As Stanton is taken down with the bulldog the brass knuckles go flying. Nova turns Ricky over and makes the cover, *
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Markson: Big kick out there by Ricky Stanton, I thought Nova Skye was about to put him away.
Hotcakes: Ricky Stanton is proving to everyone here today that he doesn’t just talk the talk, but he also walks the walk.
*Nova gets to her feet again as the Latina woman hops onto the apron again. Nova looks over to see the other henchman reaching into the ring to grab the brass knuckles, as he gets his hand on them, Nova stomps his hand. The henchman pulls his hand back holding it in pain. Nova reaches down and picks up the brass knuckles. As Nova picks them up, Stanton grabs her from behind and lifts her for a belly-to-belly suplex. Nova flips out of the suplex attempt and lands on her feet. Stanton turns around, and Nova is ready to blast him with the knucks, but stops and shakes her head no. Instead, Nova hits three fast left jabs that rock Ricky. Nova follows up with a spinning back heel kick that drops Ricky.
Nova is ready to go for the pin but notices the referee is still distracted. Nova takes the knucks off and tosses them out of the ring into the crowd. Nova turns and charges at the Latina woman and knocks her off the apron with a big slap. Nova turns back to Stanton who is on all fours. Nova grabs Stanton by the head but as she does Stanton pops right up with her on his shoulders ready for a Rainemaker (F5).
As Ricky goes to spin Nova, she pops her head free, flips her body backward and wakes Ricky down with a crucifix pin. *
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Steve Cotton: Here is your winner…. AND STILLLLLL AMERICAN CHAMPION!!! NOVA SKYYYYEEEEEE!!!!
Markson: NOVA SKY DID IT!!!
Hotcakes: Nova Skye came into this match at a physical and mental low, and still fought through adversity and retained the American Championship.
Markson: What a moment or her.
*Ricky Stanton sits up in total shock and disbelief as Skye has rolled to the corner. Referee Beard hands Skye the American championship and raises her hand as she sits in the corner. Suddenly a Stanton goon grabs each of Skye’s arms. Referee Beard starts yelling at them, when Stanton spins Referee Beard around, lifts him up, and drops him with the Rainmaker (F5). *
Markson: WHAT IS GOING ON!?!
Hotcakes: Ricky Stanton is earning himself a hefty fine is what is going on.
*Stanton is right up to his feet and runs right at Skye and boots her in the head while his goons hold her arms. Skye slumps down almost completely out. Stanton begins stomping away on her. Stanton stomps her chest and stomach of Skye about ten times and then orders the goons to release her. Stanton grabs Skye by the ankles and drags her to the middle of the ring. Stanton orders the goons to get some chairs and enter the ring. *
Markson: WHAT IS GOING ON!?! GET THAT SECURITY OUT HERE!!!
Hotcakes: They are probably tied up with keeping Peter Vaughn contained.
*The crowd is booing loudly as Stanton barks orders at his goons. Suddenly, those boos turn to cheers and the camera cuts to Jay C. Phoenix running down the entranceway with a kendo stick in hand. Phoenix slides into the ring and one of the goons steps forward swinging a chair, but Phoenix ducks under it and as he does leaps forward and cracks the other goon across the head with the kendo stick.
Phoenix tucks, and rolls as he lands and comes back up to his feet. The other goon charges again, and Phoenix easily backdrops him over the top rope. Stanton charges next going for a big right hook, but Phoneix ducks. Phoenix pops back up and smacks Stanton on each of his knees with the kendo stick. Stanton drops to his knees and Phoneix smacks Stanton over the head with the kendo stick, snapping it into pieces.
Stanton falls to the mat when his Latino women reach under the bottom rope and grab him, dragging Stanton out. Phoenix drops to a knee to check on Nova and is clearly beside himself. Phoenix grabs his head, stands up, and begins shouting in anger. With one big pull Phoneix rips his mask off and throws it down. *
Hotcakes: IS THAT!?! IS THAT!?! IS THAT!?!
Markson: IT’S JIM CAEDUS!!! JAY C. PHEONIX HAS BEEN JIM CAEDUS ALL ALONG!!!
Hotcakes: THIS IS CRAZY! WHAT A NIGHT!
*Caedus is on his knees checking on Nova Skye as medical officials rush into the ring and begin checking on Nova. As the medical team starts checking on Nova the scene cuts back to the commentary desk. *
Hotcakes: Gag me with a spoon, I can't believe what a bodacious time we're having here at Retromania!
Markson: We've had it all here tonight! And we're not slowing down any time soon! I'm being a told you're all getting a sneak peek of the brand new RETRO MANIA video game that you can pick up wherever fine games are sold!
Hotcakes: Can you get it at K Mart?
Markson: Sure can!
Hotcakes: Can you get it at Montgomery Wards?
Markson: Absolutely!
Hotcakes: Can you get it at Circuit City?
Markson: YES! Wherever games are sold! Roll the clip!
Markson: We've had it all here tonight! And we're not slowing down any time soon! I'm being a told you're all getting a sneak peek of the brand new RETRO MANIA video game that you can pick up wherever fine games are sold!
Hotcakes: Can you get it at K Mart?
Markson: Sure can!
Hotcakes: Can you get it at Montgomery Wards?
Markson: Absolutely!
Hotcakes: Can you get it at Circuit City?
Markson: YES! Wherever games are sold! Roll the clip!
Steve Cotton: The following contest is… THE S.E.X CUP FINALS, AND THE DUOS CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH!!!
*Crowd Pops*
Steve Cotton: Introducing first, hailing from Lizard Lick, North Carolina, at a total combined wieght of 445lbs, this is Gabe and Jethro Dawson, they are THE GANGSTERS 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 entranceway. A 1969 Ford Mustang rolls out and stops at the top of the entranceway. The doors open and from the passenger seat steps Gabe, and from the drivers seat Jethro Dawson. The brothers make their way to ring as the fans are going crazy for the pretty much home town boys. The borthers look a bit confused as they slap hands on the way to the ring. *
Steve Cotton: AND THEIR OPPONENTS! Hailing from NOT MEXICO! At a total combined weight of 400lbs, they are the reigning and defending Duos champions. HECTOR AND VICTOR, THE MALVADOS!!!
*A familiar song plays, but not the Malvados usual entrance music. Suddenly, a tank rolls out to the top of the entrance way. The tank comes to a stop and the hatch opens, and out from the hatch pops The Malvado Brothers. Their mask are blue with a red spiral in the colors of C.O.B.R.A. They shut the hatch and then the tank rumbles forward, running over the Mustang. After running over the Mustang the tank comes to a stop, and The Malvado Bros. jump out, holding the Duos Championships. To a round of boos the brother begin making their way to the ring. Once at ringside, one of the brothers slides under the bottom rope while the other leaps over the top rope; They each go to a corner, jumping unto the second turnbuckle and try to get under the crowd's skin, taunting them and saying some mean words in Spanish but despite their efforts, the crowd continues to cheer. Once they realize there is no point they hop down and head to their corner to get ready for their match. *
Markson: Unusual for the Malvados to be getting booed so badly.
*We get a shot of Michael Dawson hanging from one cage above the ring and Leslie and Paco are shown in a second cage handing next to Michael Dawson as the Charlotte crowd is on fire. Jethro starts for the GOC while Hector starts off for the Duo’s Champions. Hector and Jethro circle each other and lock up in the center of the ring. They jockey for position before Jethro snatches a side headlock to a pop from the Charlotte crowd. Jethro cranks on the head only to have Hector drive several forearm smashes to the ribs of Jethro before backing him up into the ropes, Hector shoots Jethro across the ring with an Irish Whip, Jethro bounces off the near side where he plows over Hector with a running shoulder block taking down Hector Malvado. Hector jumps back up to his feet, shoving Jethro, drawing boos from the crowd.
Jethro and Hector go face-to-face as the Charlotte Coliseum is rocking.*
Markson: DUO’S CHAMPIONSHIP ON THE LINE! S.E.X CUP FINALS! MALVADO BROTHERS VERSUS DAWSON BROTHERS! HERE WE GOOOOOO!!!
*Jethro starts spouting out at Hector who clearly responds before decking Jethro with a right hand, Jethro fires back with a right hand, Hector lands, Jethro lands, and Jethro lands another before being cut off with a thumb to the eye drawing boos from the crowd before driving a boot to the midsection of Jethro doubling him over. Hector locks in a front face lock and snaps off a vertical suplex, he twists his hips turns his body picks himself and Jethro up off the mat snapping off a second vertical suplex, Hector pops his hips and twists his body picking himself and Jethro up off the mat but before he can snap off the third it’s Jethro who snaps Hector over to a pop from the crowd! Jethro twists his hips turns his body picking himself and Hector up where he snaps off a second snap suplex to a louder pop! While on the mat Jethro transitions into an arm bar submission! The crowd roars in approval as the referee slides into position asking Hector to surrender. *
Markson: I don’t think there is anyway that Hector is going to tap out here.
Hotcakes: That is why Villano 16 is the ref, so he can understand if the Malvados say "I quit".
*Hector shakes off the referee before locking his hands together and shifting his weight sideways gaining the momentum to stack Jethro’s shoulders to the mat.
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Jethro kicks out and in the process releases the armbar. Both men are back to their feet with Hector lacing Jethro across the chest with an open-handed chop, Jethro comes back with a knife-edge chop to Hector! Hector comes back with an open-handed chop echoing throughout the Coliseum, Jethro comes back with an open-handed chop across the chest of Hector, Hector snatches a side headlock and this time it’s Jethro who backs Hector into the ropes and shoots him across the ring, Hector bounces off the ropes ducking under a lariat from Jethro while taking a back waist lock and snapping off a German Suplex with a bridge.
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Jethro escapes with a kick out and Hector is back to his feet stomping down on Jethro garnering boos from the Charlotte crowd. Hector reaches down picking Jethro up off the mat and rocks him with a European Uppercut that sends Jethro back into the Duo’s champions corner. Hector comes toward the corner where Jethro drives a boot to the midsection and turns and decks Victor with a right hand dropping Victor to one knee, Jethro spins around decking Hector with a right hand followed by a second and then a third as he fights out of the Malvado corner sending Hector down to the mat. *
Markson: Back to back pinfall attempts, but I think it’s still too early for either team to get a pin.
Hotcakes: I absolutely agree Mark, it is too early into the match for one of these teams to catch a fast pin.
*Jethro charges toward Hector who gets to one knee and counters with a drop-toe hold! Hector holds onto the right ankle while reaching out toward his corner and Victor tags in. Victor immediately scales the turnbuckles where he leaps off with a Diving Elbow to the spine of Jethro! Hector rolls to the outside while Victor makes the cover.
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Jethro escapes with a kick out blowing the roof off the Charlotte Coliseum. Victor Malvado is up to his feet picking Jethro up where he drives him back into a neutral corner. Pope is seen trying to rally Jethro on as Victor lays in several shoulder blocks to the midsection. Victor steps up to the middle rope and starts hammering down with right hands to the forehead of Jethro to the massive boos from the crowd. *
Markson: Normally the Gangsters of Christ wouldn’t be fan favorites, but I guess we are pretty close to Lizard Lick.
Hotcakes: Well, that and people aren’t as cultuarly acceptive in 1989.
*Victor lands five right hands but before he can land his sixth Jethro snatches the legs of Victor and walks out from the corner and drops him face-first off the top turnbuckle! Pope rallies Jethro on as the Charlotte crowd cheers loudly. Jethro starts to crawl toward his corner when Hector drops down to the floor and rushes around the ring where he yanks Pope off the apron causing him to bounce face-first off the ring apron. The referee admonishes Hector from the ring as he holds up both hands and comes back around to his corner. Jethro uses the ropes to pull himself back up to his feet only where he spins around decking Victor with a right hand, followed by a second only to be cut off with a double thrust to the throat. Victor takes Jethro and drives him back into Malvado territory where tags Hector back into the ring. Victor takes Jethro across into a neutral corner where he shoots him across the ring and crashes into the opposite buckles. Victor charges in with a Splash that drops Jethro to a seated position against the buckles for Hector who rushes across the ring with a Cannonball into Jethro!
Hector drags Jethro out from the corner and makes the cover hooking the inside leg.
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THRE…
The crowd roars as Pope enters the ring pulling Hector off the cover to a pop from the crowd. *
Markson: Pope definitely saved his brother right there.
Hotcakes: Brothers make the best teams, and we are seeing the two best teams battle it out here tonight. How fitting that they are both brother teams.
*Pope is forced out to the ring apron while Hector gets back to his feet. Hector stomps away at Jethro before turning and decking Pope with a right hand that draws the youngster into the ring where he’s cut off by the referee but this allows Victor to illegally enter the ring where Hector sends Jethro into the ropes and delivers a back body drop that Victor coverts into sitout powerbomb! Hector turns and smacks his hands together behind the referee back as he gets Pope back out to the apron. The referee turns around to see Victor with a cover on Jethro.
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Jethro escapes to a thunderous ovation from the home state crowd. Victor cuts his eyes toward the referee who shows him two fingers. Victor steps back to his feet where he picks up Jethro and takes him back into the ropes. Victor shoots Jethro across the ring with an Irish Whip. Jethro bounces off the ropes as we see Victor duck his head for a back body drop only to have the roof explode as Jethro counters with a swinging neckbreaker! The referee starts to lay the count to both men. *
Markson: I FEEL LIKE THINGS ARE HEATING UP!!!
Hotcakes: The roof is gooing to come off this place when Jethro Dawson makes that tag.
*The crowd rallies Jethro on as the referee reaches a five-count. Jethro starts to crawl toward Pope who has his hand extended out toward the ring. Hector illegally enters the ring and rushes across but he’s caught by the referee. The referee gets Hector back out to the ring apron just as Jethro lunges and makes the tag! Charlotte explodes as Pope enters the ring only to have the referee spin around and cut him off as he never saw the tag! *
Markson: Those dastardly Malvados.
Hotcakes: Classic tag team distraction baby.
*The crowd boos intently as Pope is forced back out to the ring apron while we see Jethro using the ropes to pull himself back up to his feet where he is spun around by Victor who lands a thumb to the eye that shifts the cheers back to boos. We get shots of the managers hanging above the ring as they shout various instructions down to the ring. Victor takes Jethro and drives him back into a neutral corner. Victor lays in a series of reverse elbows before hoisting Jethro up to a seated position on the top turnbuckle. Victor lands a stiff open-handed chop across the chest of Jethro that echoes throughout the Coliseum! Victor steps up on the middle turnbuckle followed by the top rope where he looks to snap off a Top Rope Frankensteiner! The crowd erupts as Jethro counters with a Sit-Out Liger Bomb!
“G.O.C! G.O.C! G.O.C!” starts echoing from all over the Charlotte Coliseum.
The referee starts laying the standing ten count to both Victor and Jethro! *
Markson: Both men are down, who will get the tag first.
Hotcakes: Maybe neither, maybe they both get counted out.
Markson: I seriously doubt that.
Hotcakes: Anything's possible.
*The referee reaches a four count before Jethro starts to stir as does Victor. Both men start crawling toward their corners, and at the seven count Victor makes the tag to Hector who quickly steps into the ring and runs across grabbing Jethro by the right boot, Jethro rolls over to his back kicking Hector backward and down to the mat. Charlotte blows the roof off the Coliseum as Jethro lunges toward his corner making the tag to Pope! Pope enters the ring like a house of fire as he decks Hector to a thunderous pop knocking him down to the mat! Victor enters the ring and eats a boot to the midsection by Pope who snaps him over with a suplex. Pope pops back up to his feet catching Hector coming in with an Inverted Atomic Drop! Pope scoops up Hector and takes him toward a neutral corner where he ties him up to the tree of woe! Hector hangs upside down as Pope backs away from the corner and points at Hector bringing a huge roar from the crowd. *
Markson: THIS CHARLOTTE CROWD IS GOING CRAZY!
Hotcakes: Not as crazy as Leslie and Paco are going in that cage above us.
*Pope charges toward the corner with a baseball slide dropkick to the face of Hector! Pope pops back up to his feet and backs up against the ropes where Victor is shown looking to send Pope over the top rope with a running lariat, Pope ducks out of the way and low bridges the top rope sending Victor spilling out to the floor. Pope snatches up Hector Malvado, Jethro steps back into the ring and hops up on the middle ropes while Pope sets up Hector in position for a Piledriver. Jethro comes off the middle rope effectively delivering a Spike Piledriver to Hector! Jethro rolls out to the floor as Pope rolls over Hector making the cover by hooking the inside leg.
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THRE…
Victor slides back into the ring diving on top of Pope breaking the count! The referee admonishes Victor and gets him back out to the ring apron while Pope is seen getting back to his feet where he turns and decks Victor off the ring apron with a hard right hand! Pope turns back around and starts sizing Hector up for the Curb Stomp. Charlotte starts getting louder and louder with anticipation. Hector rolls over to his chest and starts pushing himself up off the mat, Pope explodes out from the corner where he looks to deliver the Last Rites! Hector rolls out of the way at the last second sending Pope stomping down into the mat.
Hector quickly rolls Pope up with a School Boy.
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Pope kicks out to a huge ovation from the crowd. Pope is the first to his feet with Hector not far behind where he meets a boot to the midsection followed by a Falcon Arrow from Pope! Pope makes the cover.
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THRE…
Another kick out by Hector.*
Markson: Multiple kick outs here. Both teams are dipping into their reserves for this one.
Hotcakes: I’m getting dizzy just watching this action, maybe that is how Dan got to be the way he is.
*Pope is back to his feet where he tags Jethro back into the contest. Jethro enters and picks Hector up while Pope steps out to the ring apron. Jethro sets up Hector for a reverse DDT into a backbreaker that’s transitioned into a Dragon Sleeper! The crowd roars loudly while the referee slides into position and starts asking Hector to give up! *
Markson: Is Hector Malvado going to submit?
Hotcakes: Those Malvados are tough, but that dragon sleeper is locked in deep.
*The crowd gets louder and louder as Jethro cranks back on the Dragon Sleeper desperately looking for the submission on Hector Malvado. Victor slips back into the ring blasting Jethro from behind causing the hold to be broken. The Charlotte crowd erupts with boos, the referee admonishes Victor as he gets him back out to the ring apron. Jethro starts getting back to his feet where he reaches down picking Hector up off the mat. Jethro laces Hector with a stiff knife-edge chop across the chest echoing throughout the arena. Jethro takes Hector back into the ropes where he looking for an Irish Whip, Hector counters and Jethro is sent into the ropes where Victor drives a knee across Jethro’s lower back sending him staggering toward Hector who lands a Sky High!
Hector starts working his way back up to his feet where he picks up Jethro and takes him back into the ropes where Hector tags in Victor, Victor enters the ring where he and Hector shoot Jethro across the ring, Jethro bounces off the far side where the Malvado’s land a double dropkick.
Victor makes the cover as Hector escapes out to the ring apron.
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THRE…
Jethro kicks out to another thunderous ovation! The managers can be seen hanging above the ring continuing to shout various instructions to their respective teams. *
Markson: Even the contestants own family and managers can’t believe this action.
Hotcakes: No one will be able to accuse the Malvados or GOC of phoning this match in.
*Victor gets to both knees holding out three fingers but is only shown two by the referee. Victor steps back up to his feet where he reaches down picking Jethro up. He drives Jethro back into the ropes where Pope makes the blind tag. Jethro is shot across the ring, Jethro latches on to the top rope, Gabe slips into the ring behind Victor and connects with a Superkick to the back of the head sending him staggering toward Jethro who comes off the ropes with a Discus Lariat turning Victor inside out while Pope blasts Hector off the ring apron and quickly steps out to the ring apron! Pope starts climbing up to the top turnbuckle where he has his sites set on Victor!
The roof explodes as Pope lands a Frog Splash on Victor and holds for the cover with a hook of the leg.
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THRE…
Victor escapes with a kick out to a collective gasp from the Charlotte crowd as we were inches away from crowning new Duo’s Champions! A chant of “THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!” echoes throughout the arena. *
Markson: THIS IS AWESOME!!!
Hotcakes: Wait, fans didn’t chant this in the eighties.
*Jethro is back out on the ring apron while Pope gets back to his feet. He reaches down picking Victor up off the mat where he scoops him up and slams him down on the canvass. Pope steps back out to the ring apron where he starts climbing back up to the top rope. He sizes up Victor before coming off the top with a Diving Elbow Drop! Victor rolls out of the way sending Pope crashing and burning! Victor rolls toward his corner where Hector has climbed back up on the apron to make the tag. Hector enters the ring picking Pope up where he body slams him. Victor is back up to his feet. Hector and Victor lock eyes and nod, Hector bounces off one side of the ropes while Victor bounces off the opposite and delivers stereo Rolling Thunders with Victor landing across the lower half of Pope while Hector crashes down on the upper body.
The Malvado’s pop back up to their feet and give off a trademark Terry Marshall point. *
Markson: THE MALVADOS ARE THUNDERNG UP!!!
Hotcakes: They can’t do that, that is trademarked.
*Victor steps out to the apron while Hector drops down into a cover.
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THRE…
Pope kicks out! Hector calls for a faster count while he gets to a vertical base. Hector reaches down picking Pope up off the mat where he laces him across the chest with an open-handed chop. It’s followed by a second, then a third before Hector bounces off the ropes only to be met with a snap powerslam by Pope! Pope makes the cover with a hook of the leg. *
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KICKOUT!
Markson: This action is unbelievable, a match truly worth the S.E.X Cup finals.
Hotcakes: Beatiful Bobby Eaton would be proud of this one.
*Jethro pulls Hector up, and lifts him for a bodyslam, but as he does Hector floats over his shoulder and grabs a waist lock. Hector runs Jethro into the ropes, and rolls Jethro back with an O’Connor roll, but Hector didn’t see Jethro tag Gabe. Gabe step in and nails Hector with a superkick. Hector goes down, and Victor, not seeing the tag storms in, upset at the illegal double team.
Referee Villano 16 is distracted, ordering Victor out of the ring when Michael yells down at his sons getting their attention. Michael drops a chan down to Gabe, and Gabe begins wrapping it around his fist. Jethro pulls Hector up and holds him as Gabe goes in for a big punch, but Hector ducks and Gabe blast Jethro with the chain, knocking Jethro out of the ring. Gabe is in shock knocking his brother up and Hector rolls him up as Refree Villano 16 turns around to make the count. *
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Markson: GABE DAWSON BLASTED HIS BROTHER!!!
Hotcakes: I’ve heard of cousins doing that in Lizard Lick, but not brothers.
Markson: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU TONIGHT HARRY?
Hotckaes: What? Family Fueds, I’m talking family fights. What is wrong with you tonight Mark?
*Gabe kicks out and rolls up to his feet. Hector is slowly getting to his feet and Gabe steps forward to nail him with the chain that is still around his hand, as he does Referee Villano 16 catches Gabe’s arm and orders him to drop the chain. Gabe and the Ref are arguing and don’t notice Victor jumping into the ring and rolling Hector out.
Gabe drops the chain, and Villano throws it out of the ring. Gabe sees Victor (thinking it is Hector), and grabs him, but as he does Victor catches him with a small package. *
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THRRRRR… KICKOUT!
Markson: I THOUGHT VICTOR HAD HIM!!!
Hotcakes: I think it is the first time the twin switch has failed for the Malvados.
*Gabe kicks out and rolls to his feet, and is up at the same time as Victor. Gabe goes for a spinning back fist, but VIctor ducks and charges into the ropes. Victor jumps to the second rope and goes for a springboard turn around cross body, but Gabe catches Victor in a gut buster. Gabe comes to his feet and backs into the corner ready to deliver the Last Rites (Curb Stomp), but as he does Hector runs down the ring apron and headbutts Gabe in the side of the head.
Gabe instantly falls to the mat and appears to be out cold. Victor pushes himself to his feet and grabs Gabe pulling him out of the corner. Victor tags in in Hector and each brother heads to a turnbuckle. The brothers climb to the top ropes and deliver El Fin (Double Frog-splash from Opposite Corners) to Gabe. Hector makes the cover while Victor dives out of the ring onto Jethro to stop him from getting into the ring. *
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Steve Cotton: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS…. S.E.X CUP CHAMPIONS, AND STILLLLLLL DUOS CHAMPIONS… THE MALVADOS!!!
Markson: When did Hector Malvado get such a devastating headbutt?
Hotcakes: That is a great question.
*A replay from a different angle pops onto the screen, and while the Ref was making a count, Leslie dropped something from the cage down to Hector. Hector takes the black square and loads it into his mask. *
Markson: What was that?
Hotcakes: The old loaded mask gimmick…. CLASSIC BABY!!!
Markson: Classic, but underhanded.
Hotcakes: Would you expect any less from members of Cobra?
*The shot cuts back to the Malvados with Leslie and Paco who have been let out of their cage. Paco holds the Duos championship belts over his head while Victor and Hector each hold one of the S.E.X Cup trophies. The shot fades from the group to a backstage interview set. *
*Crowd Pops*
Steve Cotton: Introducing first, hailing from Lizard Lick, North Carolina, at a total combined wieght of 445lbs, this is Gabe and Jethro Dawson, they are THE GANGSTERS 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 entranceway. A 1969 Ford Mustang rolls out and stops at the top of the entranceway. The doors open and from the passenger seat steps Gabe, and from the drivers seat Jethro Dawson. The brothers make their way to ring as the fans are going crazy for the pretty much home town boys. The borthers look a bit confused as they slap hands on the way to the ring. *
Steve Cotton: AND THEIR OPPONENTS! Hailing from NOT MEXICO! At a total combined weight of 400lbs, they are the reigning and defending Duos champions. HECTOR AND VICTOR, THE MALVADOS!!!
*A familiar song plays, but not the Malvados usual entrance music. Suddenly, a tank rolls out to the top of the entrance way. The tank comes to a stop and the hatch opens, and out from the hatch pops The Malvado Brothers. Their mask are blue with a red spiral in the colors of C.O.B.R.A. They shut the hatch and then the tank rumbles forward, running over the Mustang. After running over the Mustang the tank comes to a stop, and The Malvado Bros. jump out, holding the Duos Championships. To a round of boos the brother begin making their way to the ring. Once at ringside, one of the brothers slides under the bottom rope while the other leaps over the top rope; They each go to a corner, jumping unto the second turnbuckle and try to get under the crowd's skin, taunting them and saying some mean words in Spanish but despite their efforts, the crowd continues to cheer. Once they realize there is no point they hop down and head to their corner to get ready for their match. *
Markson: Unusual for the Malvados to be getting booed so badly.
*We get a shot of Michael Dawson hanging from one cage above the ring and Leslie and Paco are shown in a second cage handing next to Michael Dawson as the Charlotte crowd is on fire. Jethro starts for the GOC while Hector starts off for the Duo’s Champions. Hector and Jethro circle each other and lock up in the center of the ring. They jockey for position before Jethro snatches a side headlock to a pop from the Charlotte crowd. Jethro cranks on the head only to have Hector drive several forearm smashes to the ribs of Jethro before backing him up into the ropes, Hector shoots Jethro across the ring with an Irish Whip, Jethro bounces off the near side where he plows over Hector with a running shoulder block taking down Hector Malvado. Hector jumps back up to his feet, shoving Jethro, drawing boos from the crowd.
Jethro and Hector go face-to-face as the Charlotte Coliseum is rocking.*
Markson: DUO’S CHAMPIONSHIP ON THE LINE! S.E.X CUP FINALS! MALVADO BROTHERS VERSUS DAWSON BROTHERS! HERE WE GOOOOOO!!!
*Jethro starts spouting out at Hector who clearly responds before decking Jethro with a right hand, Jethro fires back with a right hand, Hector lands, Jethro lands, and Jethro lands another before being cut off with a thumb to the eye drawing boos from the crowd before driving a boot to the midsection of Jethro doubling him over. Hector locks in a front face lock and snaps off a vertical suplex, he twists his hips turns his body picks himself and Jethro up off the mat snapping off a second vertical suplex, Hector pops his hips and twists his body picking himself and Jethro up off the mat but before he can snap off the third it’s Jethro who snaps Hector over to a pop from the crowd! Jethro twists his hips turns his body picking himself and Hector up where he snaps off a second snap suplex to a louder pop! While on the mat Jethro transitions into an arm bar submission! The crowd roars in approval as the referee slides into position asking Hector to surrender. *
Markson: I don’t think there is anyway that Hector is going to tap out here.
Hotcakes: That is why Villano 16 is the ref, so he can understand if the Malvados say "I quit".
*Hector shakes off the referee before locking his hands together and shifting his weight sideways gaining the momentum to stack Jethro’s shoulders to the mat.
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Jethro kicks out and in the process releases the armbar. Both men are back to their feet with Hector lacing Jethro across the chest with an open-handed chop, Jethro comes back with a knife-edge chop to Hector! Hector comes back with an open-handed chop echoing throughout the Coliseum, Jethro comes back with an open-handed chop across the chest of Hector, Hector snatches a side headlock and this time it’s Jethro who backs Hector into the ropes and shoots him across the ring, Hector bounces off the ropes ducking under a lariat from Jethro while taking a back waist lock and snapping off a German Suplex with a bridge.
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Jethro escapes with a kick out and Hector is back to his feet stomping down on Jethro garnering boos from the Charlotte crowd. Hector reaches down picking Jethro up off the mat and rocks him with a European Uppercut that sends Jethro back into the Duo’s champions corner. Hector comes toward the corner where Jethro drives a boot to the midsection and turns and decks Victor with a right hand dropping Victor to one knee, Jethro spins around decking Hector with a right hand followed by a second and then a third as he fights out of the Malvado corner sending Hector down to the mat. *
Markson: Back to back pinfall attempts, but I think it’s still too early for either team to get a pin.
Hotcakes: I absolutely agree Mark, it is too early into the match for one of these teams to catch a fast pin.
*Jethro charges toward Hector who gets to one knee and counters with a drop-toe hold! Hector holds onto the right ankle while reaching out toward his corner and Victor tags in. Victor immediately scales the turnbuckles where he leaps off with a Diving Elbow to the spine of Jethro! Hector rolls to the outside while Victor makes the cover.
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Jethro escapes with a kick out blowing the roof off the Charlotte Coliseum. Victor Malvado is up to his feet picking Jethro up where he drives him back into a neutral corner. Pope is seen trying to rally Jethro on as Victor lays in several shoulder blocks to the midsection. Victor steps up to the middle rope and starts hammering down with right hands to the forehead of Jethro to the massive boos from the crowd. *
Markson: Normally the Gangsters of Christ wouldn’t be fan favorites, but I guess we are pretty close to Lizard Lick.
Hotcakes: Well, that and people aren’t as cultuarly acceptive in 1989.
*Victor lands five right hands but before he can land his sixth Jethro snatches the legs of Victor and walks out from the corner and drops him face-first off the top turnbuckle! Pope rallies Jethro on as the Charlotte crowd cheers loudly. Jethro starts to crawl toward his corner when Hector drops down to the floor and rushes around the ring where he yanks Pope off the apron causing him to bounce face-first off the ring apron. The referee admonishes Hector from the ring as he holds up both hands and comes back around to his corner. Jethro uses the ropes to pull himself back up to his feet only where he spins around decking Victor with a right hand, followed by a second only to be cut off with a double thrust to the throat. Victor takes Jethro and drives him back into Malvado territory where tags Hector back into the ring. Victor takes Jethro across into a neutral corner where he shoots him across the ring and crashes into the opposite buckles. Victor charges in with a Splash that drops Jethro to a seated position against the buckles for Hector who rushes across the ring with a Cannonball into Jethro!
Hector drags Jethro out from the corner and makes the cover hooking the inside leg.
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THRE…
The crowd roars as Pope enters the ring pulling Hector off the cover to a pop from the crowd. *
Markson: Pope definitely saved his brother right there.
Hotcakes: Brothers make the best teams, and we are seeing the two best teams battle it out here tonight. How fitting that they are both brother teams.
*Pope is forced out to the ring apron while Hector gets back to his feet. Hector stomps away at Jethro before turning and decking Pope with a right hand that draws the youngster into the ring where he’s cut off by the referee but this allows Victor to illegally enter the ring where Hector sends Jethro into the ropes and delivers a back body drop that Victor coverts into sitout powerbomb! Hector turns and smacks his hands together behind the referee back as he gets Pope back out to the apron. The referee turns around to see Victor with a cover on Jethro.
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Jethro escapes to a thunderous ovation from the home state crowd. Victor cuts his eyes toward the referee who shows him two fingers. Victor steps back to his feet where he picks up Jethro and takes him back into the ropes. Victor shoots Jethro across the ring with an Irish Whip. Jethro bounces off the ropes as we see Victor duck his head for a back body drop only to have the roof explode as Jethro counters with a swinging neckbreaker! The referee starts to lay the count to both men. *
Markson: I FEEL LIKE THINGS ARE HEATING UP!!!
Hotcakes: The roof is gooing to come off this place when Jethro Dawson makes that tag.
*The crowd rallies Jethro on as the referee reaches a five-count. Jethro starts to crawl toward Pope who has his hand extended out toward the ring. Hector illegally enters the ring and rushes across but he’s caught by the referee. The referee gets Hector back out to the ring apron just as Jethro lunges and makes the tag! Charlotte explodes as Pope enters the ring only to have the referee spin around and cut him off as he never saw the tag! *
Markson: Those dastardly Malvados.
Hotcakes: Classic tag team distraction baby.
*The crowd boos intently as Pope is forced back out to the ring apron while we see Jethro using the ropes to pull himself back up to his feet where he is spun around by Victor who lands a thumb to the eye that shifts the cheers back to boos. We get shots of the managers hanging above the ring as they shout various instructions down to the ring. Victor takes Jethro and drives him back into a neutral corner. Victor lays in a series of reverse elbows before hoisting Jethro up to a seated position on the top turnbuckle. Victor lands a stiff open-handed chop across the chest of Jethro that echoes throughout the Coliseum! Victor steps up on the middle turnbuckle followed by the top rope where he looks to snap off a Top Rope Frankensteiner! The crowd erupts as Jethro counters with a Sit-Out Liger Bomb!
“G.O.C! G.O.C! G.O.C!” starts echoing from all over the Charlotte Coliseum.
The referee starts laying the standing ten count to both Victor and Jethro! *
Markson: Both men are down, who will get the tag first.
Hotcakes: Maybe neither, maybe they both get counted out.
Markson: I seriously doubt that.
Hotcakes: Anything's possible.
*The referee reaches a four count before Jethro starts to stir as does Victor. Both men start crawling toward their corners, and at the seven count Victor makes the tag to Hector who quickly steps into the ring and runs across grabbing Jethro by the right boot, Jethro rolls over to his back kicking Hector backward and down to the mat. Charlotte blows the roof off the Coliseum as Jethro lunges toward his corner making the tag to Pope! Pope enters the ring like a house of fire as he decks Hector to a thunderous pop knocking him down to the mat! Victor enters the ring and eats a boot to the midsection by Pope who snaps him over with a suplex. Pope pops back up to his feet catching Hector coming in with an Inverted Atomic Drop! Pope scoops up Hector and takes him toward a neutral corner where he ties him up to the tree of woe! Hector hangs upside down as Pope backs away from the corner and points at Hector bringing a huge roar from the crowd. *
Markson: THIS CHARLOTTE CROWD IS GOING CRAZY!
Hotcakes: Not as crazy as Leslie and Paco are going in that cage above us.
*Pope charges toward the corner with a baseball slide dropkick to the face of Hector! Pope pops back up to his feet and backs up against the ropes where Victor is shown looking to send Pope over the top rope with a running lariat, Pope ducks out of the way and low bridges the top rope sending Victor spilling out to the floor. Pope snatches up Hector Malvado, Jethro steps back into the ring and hops up on the middle ropes while Pope sets up Hector in position for a Piledriver. Jethro comes off the middle rope effectively delivering a Spike Piledriver to Hector! Jethro rolls out to the floor as Pope rolls over Hector making the cover by hooking the inside leg.
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Victor slides back into the ring diving on top of Pope breaking the count! The referee admonishes Victor and gets him back out to the ring apron while Pope is seen getting back to his feet where he turns and decks Victor off the ring apron with a hard right hand! Pope turns back around and starts sizing Hector up for the Curb Stomp. Charlotte starts getting louder and louder with anticipation. Hector rolls over to his chest and starts pushing himself up off the mat, Pope explodes out from the corner where he looks to deliver the Last Rites! Hector rolls out of the way at the last second sending Pope stomping down into the mat.
Hector quickly rolls Pope up with a School Boy.
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Pope kicks out to a huge ovation from the crowd. Pope is the first to his feet with Hector not far behind where he meets a boot to the midsection followed by a Falcon Arrow from Pope! Pope makes the cover.
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THRE…
Another kick out by Hector.*
Markson: Multiple kick outs here. Both teams are dipping into their reserves for this one.
Hotcakes: I’m getting dizzy just watching this action, maybe that is how Dan got to be the way he is.
*Pope is back to his feet where he tags Jethro back into the contest. Jethro enters and picks Hector up while Pope steps out to the ring apron. Jethro sets up Hector for a reverse DDT into a backbreaker that’s transitioned into a Dragon Sleeper! The crowd roars loudly while the referee slides into position and starts asking Hector to give up! *
Markson: Is Hector Malvado going to submit?
Hotcakes: Those Malvados are tough, but that dragon sleeper is locked in deep.
*The crowd gets louder and louder as Jethro cranks back on the Dragon Sleeper desperately looking for the submission on Hector Malvado. Victor slips back into the ring blasting Jethro from behind causing the hold to be broken. The Charlotte crowd erupts with boos, the referee admonishes Victor as he gets him back out to the ring apron. Jethro starts getting back to his feet where he reaches down picking Hector up off the mat. Jethro laces Hector with a stiff knife-edge chop across the chest echoing throughout the arena. Jethro takes Hector back into the ropes where he looking for an Irish Whip, Hector counters and Jethro is sent into the ropes where Victor drives a knee across Jethro’s lower back sending him staggering toward Hector who lands a Sky High!
Hector starts working his way back up to his feet where he picks up Jethro and takes him back into the ropes where Hector tags in Victor, Victor enters the ring where he and Hector shoot Jethro across the ring, Jethro bounces off the far side where the Malvado’s land a double dropkick.
Victor makes the cover as Hector escapes out to the ring apron.
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THRE…
Jethro kicks out to another thunderous ovation! The managers can be seen hanging above the ring continuing to shout various instructions to their respective teams. *
Markson: Even the contestants own family and managers can’t believe this action.
Hotcakes: No one will be able to accuse the Malvados or GOC of phoning this match in.
*Victor gets to both knees holding out three fingers but is only shown two by the referee. Victor steps back up to his feet where he reaches down picking Jethro up. He drives Jethro back into the ropes where Pope makes the blind tag. Jethro is shot across the ring, Jethro latches on to the top rope, Gabe slips into the ring behind Victor and connects with a Superkick to the back of the head sending him staggering toward Jethro who comes off the ropes with a Discus Lariat turning Victor inside out while Pope blasts Hector off the ring apron and quickly steps out to the ring apron! Pope starts climbing up to the top turnbuckle where he has his sites set on Victor!
The roof explodes as Pope lands a Frog Splash on Victor and holds for the cover with a hook of the leg.
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THRE…
Victor escapes with a kick out to a collective gasp from the Charlotte crowd as we were inches away from crowning new Duo’s Champions! A chant of “THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!” echoes throughout the arena. *
Markson: THIS IS AWESOME!!!
Hotcakes: Wait, fans didn’t chant this in the eighties.
*Jethro is back out on the ring apron while Pope gets back to his feet. He reaches down picking Victor up off the mat where he scoops him up and slams him down on the canvass. Pope steps back out to the ring apron where he starts climbing back up to the top rope. He sizes up Victor before coming off the top with a Diving Elbow Drop! Victor rolls out of the way sending Pope crashing and burning! Victor rolls toward his corner where Hector has climbed back up on the apron to make the tag. Hector enters the ring picking Pope up where he body slams him. Victor is back up to his feet. Hector and Victor lock eyes and nod, Hector bounces off one side of the ropes while Victor bounces off the opposite and delivers stereo Rolling Thunders with Victor landing across the lower half of Pope while Hector crashes down on the upper body.
The Malvado’s pop back up to their feet and give off a trademark Terry Marshall point. *
Markson: THE MALVADOS ARE THUNDERNG UP!!!
Hotcakes: They can’t do that, that is trademarked.
*Victor steps out to the apron while Hector drops down into a cover.
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THRE…
Pope kicks out! Hector calls for a faster count while he gets to a vertical base. Hector reaches down picking Pope up off the mat where he laces him across the chest with an open-handed chop. It’s followed by a second, then a third before Hector bounces off the ropes only to be met with a snap powerslam by Pope! Pope makes the cover with a hook of the leg. *
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KICKOUT!
Markson: This action is unbelievable, a match truly worth the S.E.X Cup finals.
Hotcakes: Beatiful Bobby Eaton would be proud of this one.
*Jethro pulls Hector up, and lifts him for a bodyslam, but as he does Hector floats over his shoulder and grabs a waist lock. Hector runs Jethro into the ropes, and rolls Jethro back with an O’Connor roll, but Hector didn’t see Jethro tag Gabe. Gabe step in and nails Hector with a superkick. Hector goes down, and Victor, not seeing the tag storms in, upset at the illegal double team.
Referee Villano 16 is distracted, ordering Victor out of the ring when Michael yells down at his sons getting their attention. Michael drops a chan down to Gabe, and Gabe begins wrapping it around his fist. Jethro pulls Hector up and holds him as Gabe goes in for a big punch, but Hector ducks and Gabe blast Jethro with the chain, knocking Jethro out of the ring. Gabe is in shock knocking his brother up and Hector rolls him up as Refree Villano 16 turns around to make the count. *
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THRRRRR…. KICKOUT!
Markson: GABE DAWSON BLASTED HIS BROTHER!!!
Hotcakes: I’ve heard of cousins doing that in Lizard Lick, but not brothers.
Markson: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU TONIGHT HARRY?
Hotckaes: What? Family Fueds, I’m talking family fights. What is wrong with you tonight Mark?
*Gabe kicks out and rolls up to his feet. Hector is slowly getting to his feet and Gabe steps forward to nail him with the chain that is still around his hand, as he does Referee Villano 16 catches Gabe’s arm and orders him to drop the chain. Gabe and the Ref are arguing and don’t notice Victor jumping into the ring and rolling Hector out.
Gabe drops the chain, and Villano throws it out of the ring. Gabe sees Victor (thinking it is Hector), and grabs him, but as he does Victor catches him with a small package. *
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THRRRRR… KICKOUT!
Markson: I THOUGHT VICTOR HAD HIM!!!
Hotcakes: I think it is the first time the twin switch has failed for the Malvados.
*Gabe kicks out and rolls to his feet, and is up at the same time as Victor. Gabe goes for a spinning back fist, but VIctor ducks and charges into the ropes. Victor jumps to the second rope and goes for a springboard turn around cross body, but Gabe catches Victor in a gut buster. Gabe comes to his feet and backs into the corner ready to deliver the Last Rites (Curb Stomp), but as he does Hector runs down the ring apron and headbutts Gabe in the side of the head.
Gabe instantly falls to the mat and appears to be out cold. Victor pushes himself to his feet and grabs Gabe pulling him out of the corner. Victor tags in in Hector and each brother heads to a turnbuckle. The brothers climb to the top ropes and deliver El Fin (Double Frog-splash from Opposite Corners) to Gabe. Hector makes the cover while Victor dives out of the ring onto Jethro to stop him from getting into the ring. *
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Steve Cotton: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS…. S.E.X CUP CHAMPIONS, AND STILLLLLLL DUOS CHAMPIONS… THE MALVADOS!!!
Markson: When did Hector Malvado get such a devastating headbutt?
Hotcakes: That is a great question.
*A replay from a different angle pops onto the screen, and while the Ref was making a count, Leslie dropped something from the cage down to Hector. Hector takes the black square and loads it into his mask. *
Markson: What was that?
Hotcakes: The old loaded mask gimmick…. CLASSIC BABY!!!
Markson: Classic, but underhanded.
Hotcakes: Would you expect any less from members of Cobra?
*The shot cuts back to the Malvados with Leslie and Paco who have been let out of their cage. Paco holds the Duos championship belts over his head while Victor and Hector each hold one of the S.E.X Cup trophies. The shot fades from the group to a backstage interview set. *
