Post by Cyberstrike on Apr 5, 2018 23:44:34 GMT
Warzone 29…
The X-WCW goes on the air as we see some footages of its last show. The scene opens up to see Ignavus pinning GME inside the ring.
JR: “Here is the pin by Ignavus and he is about to retain his title 1…2..WHAT IN THE?!”
We see Otacon sliding into the ring with a chair and he smacks it across the back of Ignavus. The referee sees this and calls for the bell. The bell is rung and THII announces the outcome.
THII: “The winner and STILL X-WCW UW Champion as a result of a disqualification…IGNAVUS!!!”
JR: “That despicable piece of trash! He just came here just to disrupt this main event contest!”
RK: “NO! He came here to get a closer view of the match, idiot.”
Back in the ring, we see Otacon continuing his assault on Ignavus with the steel chair as he delivers three straight shots to the back of the champion. He drops the chair and picks up Ignavus and delivers the final impact. We hear Otacon’s voice over.
Otacon : “You know what, you two, I’ve been sick and tired of hearing all this hype about your match tonight. I am so sick and tired of being the one who is OUT of the title picture.”
With Ignavus down on the mat, Otacon focuses his sights on GME. He hauls Grandmaster E back to his feet before he as well gets a Final Impact for his troubles. Otacon looks at the carnage that he created inside the ring and leaves it for a while. He snatches the mic from THII before he grabs a nearby chair. He tosses the chair into the ring and he slides back there as well.
Otacon: “Further more, you two are nothing but pretenders to the X-WCW UW title..MY title!”
We see Otacon dragging the fallen Ignavus beside the equally unconscious Grandmaster E. There, he places one chair below the two men and grabs the other chair that lies on the side of the ring.
JR: “oh good heavens no! DON’T DO IT OTACON! DON’T!”
RK: “I guess he cant be stopped now, JR! He is one pissed of customer.”
We hear Otacon’s voice over yet again as he slowly raises up the steel chair while he has both Ignavus and GME all lined up.
Otacon: “Its mine dammit, and if you two wanna get in my way of retrieving it, then I’d guess I’d have to do something right now!”
After raising it, he quickly drops it onto the other chair to sandwich both men into a one-man con-chair-to!
JR: “WHAT A SICKENING THUD! DAMN YOU OTACON, DAMN YOU TA HELL!!!”
The scene fades as we hear an echo of ‘damn you ta hell’ by JR as we see a closeup shot of Otacon with a smirk on his face.
We go straight to the ringside area with no fireworks display cause we hear ‘fury of the storm’ blaring through the speakers. Soon enough, we get the usual explosion on the stage and Tony Bonito comes out. He goes to ringside wearing his usual red, white and blue sports jacket and pants. The fans start to rain in the boos and chant ‘nito sucks’ as he points up the sky as red, white and blue pyros shoots up from the stage.
JR: “Welcome to X-WCW Nitro! I’m James Russell and beside me as always is Randal King. We are here live at the Pepsi Center here at Denver Colorado. We got a crowd of 18,000 strong here and they cant wait for the matches to start off.”
RK: “Tonight, we are being graced by the presence of one of X-WCW’s best damn technical wrestler it has today, TONY BONITO! Hey JR, any idea why he is here at the start of the program?”
JR: “Aside from interfering in the usual fireworks display to kick off the show, I have no clue.”
Bonito enters the ring and grabs the mic from a ringside staffer. The fans continue to boo at him and go on with the ‘nito sucks’ chants as he begins to speak.
TB: “You know, since Nitro #18 and the last Warzone, I have proven to you all that I am the real f’n Olympian Tony Bonito. But as much as I love dominating in my matches, I gotta ask someone a question. Oh dear Mr. Back, if your in your cozy little office right now and listening to me speak, why do I have to go on and fight another jobber night in and night out? I tell ya, I need a CHALLENGE here bucko! I’m Tony Bonito, and let me remind you this, I am the best wrestler you got in the roster so you better show me some respect and give me a good match bucko!”
TB waits for CB’s response as we hear the voice overs of the announcers.
RK: “I wonder if the boss will show up, JR. As much as I respect Mr. Back, I cant blame him for NOT showing up cause Bonito is one tough SOB to mess with. I think the boss wont answer him right away tonight. Maybe backstage, later at the show, but not right now.”
JR: “Wheter or not that he is, these two hate each others guts. So there is no doubt that Back will answer Bonito sooner than later.”
Soon enough, we get a footage from the X-Tron and we see Christopher Back on his office.
CB: “Ah! Tony, I’m glad I can see you clearly here from my house. You see, the camera has been a bit too s*** of a problem at times to adjust but not tonight. As for your plea of a challenge, I can give that to you. Infact, tonight, you will face the next X-WCW Xtreme Champion Nightmare and one half of Final Frontier Scifi Man. Your match will be a non-title…STEEL CAGED MATCH!”
The fans cheer, however, we see Bonito not looking so happy inside the ring.
TB: “OH NO! I TOLD YOU IM SICK AND TIRED OF FACING THESE LOSERS! BACK! You better get your ass out here into ringside and just face me man to man!”
CB just smirks in the X-Tron and replies.
CB: “Now now, Tony. Save all that pent up energy tonight in the main event. Right now, I got my hands full with paperwork. But don’t worry though, on the X Rumble, I’ll be prepared for ya.”
The screen goes off as we see Tony Bonito not so pleased inside the ring.
JR: “Well, as much as the match sounded good with me and the fans for the main event, it seems like Bonito is not satisfied.”
RK: “He’s the best technical wrestler we have here in the X-WCW, and YET the boss books him with some mid-card talent like Nightmare and a joke like SFM? Hey, JR, I’d be pissed off as well.”
JR: “Well folks we gotta take a commercial break right now, but stay tuned!”
X-WCW goes to a commercial break as we see Tony Bonito storming out of the ringside area.
X-WCW TV Championship
Judge Death vs Sean Byrne(c)
”Out of the Silent Planet” hits, and Judge Death makes his entrance, receiving the usual ‘tweener response from the fans in attendance.
THII: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the X-WCW TV Championship! Introducing first: coming from the place known as Deadworld – JUDGE DEATH!”
The mixed response continues as Judge Death makes his way to the ring.
A short time after he enters it, “Iron Man” hits the PA system, and “The Boston Rocker” Sean Byrne makes his entrance, receiving a loud face pop.
THII: “And his opponent: from Boston, Massachusetts, he is the reigning and defending X-WCW TV Champion – SEAN BYRNE!”
And the cheering continues as Byrne makes his way to the ring, passing his belt to the referee after entering it.
The bell rings, and both men tie up in the middle. The significantly larger Byrne gains the advantage quickly, throwing JD back toward the back right corner. As JD bounces off the turnbuckles, Byrne catches him and attempts to deliver a body slam, but JD lands on his feet behind Byrne, and in a freakish show of power, JD lifts Byrne up, dropping him into a reverse brainbuster!
JD then goes for the first pinfall of the encounter thus far.
RK: “1…. 2…. NO!”
JR: “There’s still a long way to go, provided no interference is forthcoming!”
Having kicked out, Byrne gets up quickly, but JD renews his attack right away, jumping on Byrne’s back and locking in a sleeper hold. The effect, though, is only temporary: after about ten seconds, Byrne backs into the front left corner, sandwiching JD between himself and the turnbuckles.
Having now released Byrne, JD charges at him once more, only for Byrne to catch him and bring him to the mat with a hard powerslam. Byrne then goes for a pinfall of his own.
RK: “1…. 2…. CLOSE!”
JR: “Pretty evenly matched so far, I must say!”
RK: “Come on Byrne! Get yourself DQ’ed! Let’s see another new TV!”
JR: “Stop it! Please.”
Byrne allows JD to rise again, and Byrnes tries to take JD down with a short arm clothesline, but JD ducks it, getting behind Byrne and launching into a German release suplex. And before Byrne can get up again, JD grabs Byrne’s right leg, turning Byrne on his stomach and locking him in a half crab submission hold!
JR: “Bah Gawd! Judge Death’s right on his game tonight!”
RK: “His ring positioning in this case is pretty good too! We might be seeing a title change sooner rather than later!”
Sure enough, JD is holding Byrne close to the middle of the ring, but after about twenty seconds, Byrne starts to edge toward the right ropes, eventually reaching the bottom rope after another fifteen seconds and causing the hold to be broken.
Byrne rises again, clutching his right knee, and as JD goes to attack Byrne again, an unwelcome visitor – carrying a steel chair – makes his stage entrance….
JR: “OH CRAP! It’s Seith Helloct!”
RK: “He and Judge Death have been having issues lately, but considering the situation at hand, I don’t know who he’s going to attack! Can you say ‘Dusty Finish’, JR?”
JR: “Of course I can, King, but I won’t!”
RK: “Spoilsport!”
And as JD – who has now struck Byrne with an unseen low blow – whips Byrne to the left ropes, Seith seizes the opportunity to strike. As Byrne hits the left ropes, Seith slams his chair right into the Boston Rocker’s face!
The referee calls for the bell, and the fans boo loudly, while JD remains perplexed at this turn of events.
THII: “Here’s your winner – as a result of a disqualification – SEAN BYRNE!”
With this announcement, Seith Helloct bursts into laughter, and Judge Death becomes furious. As the referee hands the TV Title belt back to the downed Byrne, JD goes after Seith, and both men proceed to fight each other, all the way to the backstage area!
JR: “The fans are right! This sucks!”
RK: “Look on the bright side: at least the fan pandering sissy still has his belt!”
JR: “I wouldn’t say that to his face, King. Remember the Grandmaster E incident?”
RK: “Don’t remind me, JR! We’ll be back!”
The fans continue to chant “This sucks!” as Nitro goes to the commercial break
Backstage
X-WCW goes back from the commercial break and we see TGO and KB in their locker room sitting down on separate couches. On their respective hands, are video game controllers and they seem to be busy in playing with their video game.
TGO: “DAMN! That was a close one, take that one outta there!”
KB: “I got it buddy!”
TGO: “WHOA! WATCHOUT! ITS…OH..dang!”
TGO slams his controller on the floor and looks a bit upset. KB turns off the video game and pats his partner on the shoulder.
KB: “Ayo, take it easy man, its just mortal kombat: shaolin monks yeah? I mean, don’t feel sore that we lost to the CPU.”
TGO slowly shakes his head before he looks back at KB.
TGO: “Yeah, I, see. Sorry bro, but I seem to take the losin a bit hard these days. No offense, even though you beat me, I still feel a bit bad about it. I mean, look at me Karl, I was supposed to be on top of the X-WCW after I made a good run during my debut here. Now, what am I? Just playin second fiddle to you, the US champ.”
KB stands up and looks at TGO
KB: “Yo! Don’t you even say dat bro! That match with you and me, could have gone either way and I just got the lucky win. You are not the second fiddle of dis title, remember dat. Infact, I consider you’re my equal. We are da Thrillaz! We all equal yo!”
KB looks at the fridge before he has a sly grin on his face.
KB: “Know what could really help us in dis time a need?”
TGO has the same grin on his face as he stands up as well. Soon enough, both of them say it at the same time.
KB and TGO: “GATORADE!!!”
KB heads towards the fridge and pops up two Gatorade bottles from the fridge and toss one to TGO. The scene fades as we go back to the next match.
De’Si Nidea vs Seith Helloct
At ringside, THII is inside the ring with the mic on her hand.
THII: “The following match is scheduled for one fall!!!”
The laser show starts to happen on stage as we hear the old star wars theme on the speakers. Soon enough, De’Si Nidea appears on the ringside area with a few ‘NERD’ chants.
THII: “Introducing first, he weighs in at 180 lbs. From Commenor, a colony of the Core Worlds, DE’SI NIDEA!!!”
Nidea continues to make his geeky way down the ring as we get some voice overs from the commentators.
JR: “Welcome back to Nitro! Up next, we got a match between Seith Helloct and De’Si Nidea.”
RK: “Do you smell it JR? I smell blood, and it’s the blood of one star wars geek.”
JR: “I am not sure this kid is a geek. Given, he was man-handled by Tony Bonito, but he is a good wrestler.”
RK: “What makes you say THAT?”
JR: “Well, what IF he really has the power of the force?”
RK: “That possibility is smaller than his possibility to get laid this year.”
Nidea slowly enters the ring and goes to the nearby corner. There, he struggles to climb up the top rope, but he manages to make it to the top. He raises one of his fists in the air before he slowly goes down from the corner.
RK: “LOOK! He cant even climb up!”
JR: “Believe me, King, he is just hiding his true nature. Just like any jedi..”
RK: “Just like any nerd I’d see passing up the corner, I’d just have to slap that off your face right now JR. Lucky for you, I am a Star Wars fan as well.”
JR: “Not to mention, I got laid first than you did.”
RK: “So, I was a bit of a jock fodder during my teens, unlike you!”
Nidea looks at the stage and waits for his challenger. All of a sudden “The Crows” by Dark Lotus hits the speakers and the lights go out. Soon enough, they go back again and Seith Helloct appears on the ring, opposite side to De’Si Nidea.
THII: “Uhm, and the opponent, SEITH HELLOCT!!!”
The fans boo at Helloct as he just stares down at Nidea.
JR: “Helloct has made it a point to just go straight ahead inside the ring when the lights were out.”
RK: “I guess he’s a bit blind with the lights on, so he figured it’d be easier for him to go here with no lights. Either that, or he is one messed up fella.”
Inside the ring, Seith just stares a hole at the intimidated De’Si Nidea from across the ring. Soon enough, the bell rings to start off the match. Seith takes off his trench coat and both men go to the center of the ring. Nidea extends his hand nervously at Seith for a handshake. Seith just looks at the hand extended by Nidea before he slowly looks back at his opponent. Before Nidea could respond, Seith takes him down with a hard punch to the face.
RK: “That was one hard punch!”
De’Si Nidea slowly picks himself up while Seith grabs him and delivers some hard forearms to the face. He tries to whip him into the corner, but Nidea somehow reverses it. Nidea follows Seith over the corner, but Seith stops himself on the corner and hits De’Si Nidea with a hard back elbow to the face. De’Si gets stunned for a while before Seith turns around and takes him down with a hard clothesline. Seith picks up Nidea and lifts him up into a fireman’s position. Slowly, he mounts Nidea onto the top turnbuckle and takes a step back. Soon enough, he kicks Nidea hard on the stomach and makes him fall off the top rope.
JR: “That was one innovative spot there, King. He hangs his opponent on the top turnbuckle and makes him fall down with a mighty kick to the stomach.”
RK: “I just hope Nidea didn’t eat before his match, if he did, we might see some bits of carrots spewin outta his mouth.”
Nidea holds his stomach in pain while Seith looks over his fallen opponent. He delivers a kick to the back of Nidea before he picks him up. Nidea tries to fight back and surprises Seith with a jawbreaker. While Seith is down, Nidea goes down on one knee and clutches his stomach.
RK: “He momentarily has Seith on the ground, but it seems like Nidea’s mid-section area aint in a good spot JR. Right now, it can be a huge target for Seith at any point of this match.”
Nidea gets to his feet and approaches Seith. Helloct gets hauled up to a vertical base and Nidea hits some forearms to the face of his opponent. He tries to whip him across the ropes, but Seith blocks it and pulls Nidea in. Once Nidea is near, he gets a hard knee to the mid-section and falls down yet again.
RK: “Just when you thought Nidea had the edge in this match, Seith just gives it to him.”
JR: “Nidea is down and he is hurting there like a wounded animal.”
Seith picks up Nidea and locks him in an abdominal stretch. Nidea starts to squeal like a pig as Seith applies the submission maneuver onto him. The referee asks Nidea if he submits to the move, but the nerd shakes his head violently to say “NO!” in response.
RK: “He may look like a geek, JR, but we just couldn’t doubt his manliness right now. Damn! He aint quitting?”
JR: “He is one resilient athlete, King, that’s a sign of a true wrestler here in the X-WCW.”
Seith finally lets go of the submission hold and throws Nidea to the mat. Seith looks at his fallen opponent crawl towards the ropes and has a smirk on his face. Seith follows him over there and kicks him hard on the stomach. Nidea rolls around the mat in pain while the fans boo at Seith loudly.
JR: “This is just arrogance here by Seith. He knows his opponent is badly hurt in the early going, and he has still used the time to taunt him.”
Seith picks up De’Si Nidea from the mat and sets him up for his finisher. However, before he could deliver the DDT, he drops Nidea and goes towards the ropes. Seith looks a bit interrupted by the stage and once the camera pans over there, we see why. Judge Death, who is now on the stage, stands there and looks at Seith. Seith points at Death and mouths off something along the lines of ‘better not steal my twinkie!’ before he turns around. Once he turns around, however, De’Si Nidea rolls him up for the pin.
JR: “Rollup pin 1..2..3! OH BAH GAWD! NIDEA DID THE IMPOSSIBLE!”
RK: “Impossible? I kinda like Seith now, JR, but I still think Nidea had a good chance against him.”
Nidea’s music hits the speakers and Seith Helloct gets to his feet and looks a bit shocked with the outcome. He looks at the stage, where JD was supposed to be, but he left already. An angry Seith Helloct looks back at De’Si Nidea and spins him around as the referee raises his hand. Once the referee got out of the way, Seith kicks Nidea on the gut and delivers the raven effect DDT.
RK: “You know, Cole told me that Nidea said to him that it would feel very good to have his first victory here in the X-WCW soon enough. Well, he got his win tonight, but I guess Nidea’s first victory in the X-WCW won’t feel so good afterall with that DDT.”
Nidea holds his head in pain while Seith Helloct stands over him with a glare. He looks back at the stage with the same angry look on his face. X-WCW goes to a commercial break while Seith continues to snarl in rage.
Backstage
We go backstage and we see Cole Ryan with SFM.
CR: “Welcome back to X-WCW Nitro! Right now, we got with us one half of the tag team Final Frontier…SCIFI MAN!”
SFM gives a big thumbs up to the cameras before he looks back at CR.
CR: "Scifi Man, tonight, you will be facing Nightmare and Tony Bonito inside a steel cage match. After experiencing going through a TLCC match, how do you think you can fare well fighting inside a steel cage?"
SFM: "Citizen Cole, I have seen my share of the steel. She is a cold, unforgiving mistress. Unmovable, and unbreakable. Probably just a great a threat as my opponents tonight.
CR: "Tony Bonito, obviously, you have a score to settle with him after he beat up your partner Autobot Jazz in the previous Nitro. In this match, you also have the current X-WCW Xtreme Champion, Nightmare. Do you have any opinions on Nightmare as well?"
SFM: "Citizen Bonito put on a great match with AJ, but he crossed the line with that unprovoked attack after the match. He will face his uppance one day. Citizen Nightmare is a dangerous individual. He has proven his worth and has claimed the Xtreme Championship. Tonight, I will face these two superb and dangerous athletes. In doing, so I will also get a chance to prove myself as a singles wrestler and dispense justice as it needs to be dispensed."
CR: "Finally, it’s the new year already. SFM, do YOU have any new years resolutions?"
SFM: "Of course I do. I vow to continue my ways of justice and also aim for X-WCW gold, whether it be single or tag team gold. Good day, Citizen Cole."
Sci-Fi Man then leaps away off screen. Thanks to some fancy camera angles, it appears SFM flew off screen.
The Stix Brothers vs The Lost Brothers
The show takes us back to ringside for the next match.
JR: “Alright, folks, get ready for some top-notch tag-team action!”
RK: “How the hell you can manage to be so optimistic in the face of such crap I'll never know.”
A wailing piano dirge assaults our unfortunate ears as two masked, bulky individuals step out from behind the curtain, glaring balefully at those who thought it was clever to get ringside seats for this evening's show. They are now regretting that decision.
THII: “The following tag-team contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Parts Unknown, at a combined weight of 700 pounds...Damien and Dante, the Stix Brothers!”
The brothers’ step in unison, side by side, with body language so mirrored that they could almost be machines, spawned from the same production line for the same purpose. They slide under the bottom rope and raise their arms in the centre of the ring, still appearing to be doing naught but fulfilling a preset list of instructions.
JR: “You've gotta believe that these two have a bright future, or should I say, a grim and stormy future ahead of them here in the X-WCW...”
RK: “Stix? What kinda jerkoff name is that? Why would anyone want that as a surname? I mean, that only works if your first name is...ooh, I don't know...”
JR: “Thank you, God.”
RK: “No, wait, I got it! Walking or Pickup! Yeah, so from now on, the bigger one is Walking Stix and his more normal-sized brother is Fiddle Stix. Much better.”
As the piano nears its mournful crescendo, an X-WCW backstage tech guy quietly places a bundle of bright red TNT sticks atop the ramp, lights the fuse, and runs away. Altogether now...KER-BOOM!
JR: “WHOA!”
RK: >swearing<
Without sharing a single word, Dante Stix steps onto the apron whilst Damien turns to face the entranceway, awaiting the next victims to enter his unholy domain. And wait for long he does not have to, as 'Be My Frankenstein' soon begins to blare over the PA...
TH: “And the opponents...accompanied by Real American, also from Parts Unknown...”
RK: “Ah, Parts Unknown...beautiful place, went there last spring break.”
TH: “At a combined weight of 700 pounds, again...Mike and Mark Daniels, the Lost Boys!”
The boys come hopping out - yes, hopping, because they're hopping mad - onto the stage, waving their arms wildly and screaming things with poor grammar and worse spelling. Mike is kitted out in a silvery catsuit and yellow hard-hat, as previously modelled by the Beastie Boys in the 'Intergalactic' video, whilst Mark has fishnets, a purple miniskirt and a cardboard box on his head. Without eye holes. As they amble down to the ring, RA marches behind them, arms crossed in a very authorative fashion that's undone by his signature stars-&-stripes thong and a big red cape with an enormous raised collar. A bit like Ming the Merciless, and just as subtle.
JR: “Ah...well...hmm.”
RK: “If you're struggling to come up with anything good to say...just forget it.”
JR: “Can I? Thanks.”
The Lost Boys reach the ring, with Mike getting right up in Damien's face and waggling his hands in a most derogatory manner, whilst Mark runs up the steps as fast as he can and hits the corner post at high speed, then falls to the ground, painfully. Real American simply looks on, imperiously. Maybe as a display of his all-consuming eminence. Maybe because he's not paying attention. Maybe we should stop foolishly trying to analyse his oh-so-complex character and get on with the show. Sid Greene gestures to the timekeeper, the bell is rung, and Mike decides to start with some knife-edge chops, which elicit the usual 'Wooo's from the crowd, but virtually no reaction from Damien Stix, who continues to stare at his slightly-taller opponent in a chilling, Voorhees-esque fashion. Mike skips back and spits on one hand, fully intending to smack the taste out of Damien's mouth, but the larger Stix catches him with a Throat Thrust Uppercut, sending Mike crashing down to the mat, where Damien continues the assault by trodding upon Mike's throat, slowly and painfully.
JR: “I've heard true horror stories about the sadistic tendencies of Damien Stix – “
RK: “You mean Walking Stix.”
JR: “No, no I don't. And I think a few new stories will be heard around the campfires after tonight!”
Mark suddenly jumps over the ropes and into the ring, ignoring the ref's complaints about not getting a tag, and charges at Damien...roughly. Actually, his aim's off by a few feet, and he trips over his brother's prone form before guillotining himself on the middle rope. Dante connects with a raised knee on Mark's cardboard-coated face, and he rolls out of the ring again, reeling. Damien pulls Mike to his feet, hoists him onto one shoulder with not a little effort, and plants him dead-centre on the canvas with a Running Powerslam!
JR: “Bah gawd, what an impact!”
RK: “I'm gonna keep count of how many times you say that, y'know.”
JR: “Encouraging me to diversify?”
RK: “No, just something to help get the boredom out of my head.”
Oddly, Damien doesn't press home his advantage, and instead stands back, waiting for Mike to get back up.
RK: “Ooh, Walking Stix has a plan!”
JR: “You're interested now?”
RK: “Nah - just felt like saying 'Walking Stix' again. I am the Pun King!”
Mike roars in beastly rage, and scores with a snap DDT - but Damien rolls through it, and right back to his feet, then turns to stare at Mike again, keeping his poker face intact...oh wait, he's got a mask. Uh...he keeps his poker mask intact. Which probably isn't difficult. Mike roars again, and dashes forward with a Big Boot that Damien catches on the chin - but he doesn't fall, and Mike overbalances, toppling backwards onto his behind. This gets a fair amount of chuckling from the crowd, before Real American silences them with a pelvic thrust.
RK: “We should employ him as our security chief. Much better use for his...uh...talents?”
JR: “Yeah, and it'd limit his screen time too...and Damien soaks up another move - is he trying to wear out his opponent?”
All hail James Russell, master of the bleedin' obvious, as Damien falls prey to Mike's Cradle Suplex but once more returns to his vertical base without showing any signs of injury. Mike, now panting heavily, attempts a Diamond Cutter-style neckbreaker, only for Damien to hoist him up into the air, wrap one arm around his neck and bring him down into a steep-angle Reverse DDT!
JR: “Sweet Lord almighty!”
RK: “What?”
JR: “I'm not giving you an excuse to count my catchphrases. And OH MY CRUMPET!”
Mark rolled into the ring again, and actually managed to move in Damien's general direction this time, but wound up with both of Damien's hands around his throat, and a toss straight into - and over - one of the turnbuckles for his trouble. Damien looks around, thinking, then opts to tag in his brother.
JR: “Dante Stix now the legal man – “
RK: “It's Fiddle Stix! At last!”
Dante walks calmly over to Mike and picks him up - only to be shoved into one of the corners! Mike laughs at Dante's shock, then hoists him up onto the top rope and stands up there himself, shouting something illegible and irrelevant...
JR: “Well, I didn't see that coming!”
RK: “What, him managing to do something right?”
JR: “And that 'something' is a finisher, I believe!”
Indeed, Mike hooks up for his top-rope Frankensteiner - but Dante shoves him away with one big palm, knocking Mike down to the mat. Dante follows up with a Diving Knee Drop, his knee driving into Mike's solar plexus before he rolls comfortably away, leaving Mike wheezing like a bagpipe on its last legs. That was a pretty poor analogy, I'll admit.
JR: “Son of a retarded ostrich, that had to have done some serious damage!”
RK: “Go, Fiddle Stix!”
JR: “Believe it or not, folks, Randal is actually jumping around with glee as he speaks.”
RK: “...Am not.”
Mark dashes into the ring again - why won't he go away?! - but gets caught by the flames of Dante's Inferno - which is no mere euphemism, as Dante Stix actually spits fire from his mouth, setting Mark's tasteful cardboard box head alight! Mark, understandably, panics and stumbles back outside.
JR: “In the name of Odin, flames just shot out of Dante's mouth!”
RK: “Fiddle Stix has magical powers - and what's this Odin stuff?”
JR: “I don't know, I'm running out of good ideas...”
RK: “In the meantime - stop, drop and roll, moron boy!”
Mark proceeds to beat himself senseless on the safety railing. He loses consciousness with his hat still ablaze.
RK: “Well, at least that's one imperfection hopefully cleansed from the gene-pool.”
Mike Daniels finally struggles to his feet and, with a defiant face, cries "You killed me, but now my brother will kill you!" which, sadly, is the most understandable thing he's said all night. He charges forward with the fury of ancients, but trips on nothing in particular and falls straight into Dante's waiting arms. Dante heaves him up into a Suplex, but stalls at the vertical point...while Damien steps in, rebounds from the ropes, then leaps up and delivers a mighty Spear to the upside-down Mike Daniels!
JR: “By the Hoary Hosts of Hoggoth, it's Hell's Fury!”
RK: “Fiddle Sti - wait, now you're quoting Doctor Strange?”
JR: “Erm...”
RK: “And you called me a geek...hypocrite.”
Damien stands back as Dante leisurely gets the pin - 1, 2, 3! Ding-a-ding!
TH: “Here are your winners, the Stix Brothers”!
JR: “A comfortable, decisive victory for - wait, what's RA doing?”
RK: “Dying?”
The Stix Brothers look across to one of the turnbuckles, warily, as Real American climbs atop it.
JR: “No, I think he's got something else in mind.”
With a howl of "VEENJANZ!!!1!!11!!1one!" which we can only assume means roughly the same as "VENGEANCE!" RA flies up, and comes down with a brutal Diving Elbow Drop!
JR: “...On a standing opponent? And ow!”
RK: “Ha!”
Not only is RA's choice of attack perhaps slightly impaired, he also falls a good two metres short of his targets and possibly dislocates his shoulder on impact. The brothers Stix stare at him in dispassionate interest for a few moments, before leaving the ring and heading backstage.
JR: “Well, with such pain administered, perhaps this is the last we'll see of Real American and the Lost Boys for a while...”
RK: “Oh, please. If wishes were fishes, that one would be a three-eyed mutant strain of one of those giant sharks that've been extinct for about seventy million years.”
JR: “Meaning?”
RK: “Not gonna happen.”
After the camera cuts between shots of an immobile Mike Daniels, a severely crispy Mark Daniels who's finally getting medical attention, and Real American rocking back and forth whilst cradling his knee - yes, his knee - we cut to a commercial about euthanasia. Because clearly, some people should consider it.
Backstage
Nitro comes back and we go to the backstage area. The scene opens up in a very dark room where sounds of some generators in the background. Soon enough, some light source out of the screen shines down on a figure that resembled Nightmare. On his shoulder, we notice that the X-WCW Xtreme title is placed over it.
NM: “Tonight, it will be me and two other people inside that steel cage. Now as much as taking one man apart inside the ring let alone a cage would be fun, I know it will be much better to show pure living hell to TWO people at the same time. Scifi Man, you stand for every man who sought after the morals and high hopes of these people. However, you should realize that all your beliefs are nothing but delusions in your head. No one will ever consider you a ‘super hero’, especially not after I will break every bone in your body with my well placed kicks and punches on your body. Inside that ring, SFM, your nothing but a mere mortal that will see his life possibly end in my hands.”
Nightmare then has a smirk on his face as he continues.
NM: “Tony Bonito, ah, the self proclaimed Olympian here in the X-WCW. Inside that cage, Bonito, your award winning career wont save you from the nightmare that is the truth. The truth is, your washed up already, past the prime of your career. Tonight, its MY night! Tonight, I will show you and all of these people, just why I am the new Xtreme title. SFM and Tony Bonito, inside that cage, I will show you all how Xtreme this champion can be.”
The scene fades as we go back to the ringside area.
Fragile Minds vs Powerbomb
”Land of Confusion” hits the PA system, and the team of Vanish, Thornn and Absinthe – The Fragile Minds, now back in X-WCW under their original name – make their entrance, receiving a decidedly mixed response.
THII: “The following is a 3-on-2 Tag Team Match, and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, the team of Vanish, Thornn and Absinthe – THE FRAGILE MINDS!”
The indifferent response continues as the trio make their way to the ring and enter it. Once this happens, “Rollin’” hits, and Powermaster and Bombshell – PowerBomb – make their stage appearance, and both men are cheered wildly.
THII: “And their opponents: the team of Powermaster and Bombshell – POWERBOMB!”
The cheers continue as PowerBomb make their way to the ring. Once they’re inside, the bell rings to officially commence the match, with Vanish and PM starting for their respective teams.
Both men stalk each other around the ring for about fifteen seconds before finally tying up in the middle. The tie up doesn’t last long, though, as the larger, more powerful PM breaks it with a few well-placed right and left hands to Vanish’s body.
PM follows this up with an Irish whip, sending Vanish to the front ropes. PM then attempts a boot to the face on Vanish’s rebound, but Vanish ducks it, and on the second rebound, Vanish launches into a hurricanrana.
However, PM doesn’t go with it: he stops Vanish’s fall, swinging him up and around and dropping Vanish into a spinout powerbomb! PM then goes for the pin.
RK: “1…. 2…. Absinthe breaks it with a swanton bomb!”
JR: “Off the turnbuckle, I might add!”
As the referee instructs Absinthe to leave the ring and wait to be tagged in, both PM and Vanish get up. PM is still smarting from the swanton bomb from Absinthe, and Vanish takes advantage of this by wrenching PM’s arm and bringing him to the Fragile Minds’ corner.
Vanish tags Thornn into the contest while keeping the arm wrench on PM locked in, and Thornn grabs PM’s other arm, leading to a whip to the front ropes. PM rebounds, and he ducks the double clothesline attempt by both Fragile Minds members, turning around and goozling both his opponents (Shame on you if you don’t know what a goozle is! – GE).
PM goes to deliver twin chokeslams on both opponents, but on the lift, both Vanish and Thornn reverse the moves into stereo dropkicks, bringing PM to the mat quickly. Vanish leaves the ring, and the legal man Thornn continues the onslaught on PM, grabbing both of PM’s legs and locking him in a Boston crab!
RK: “The Fragile Minds could be making their comeback with a bang if Thornn can get Powermaster to submit!”
JR: “You sometimes forget just how big and powerful Powermaster is! He can power out of this, and I think he’s starting to now!”
After about ten seconds in the hold, PM manages to straighten his legs and bring Thornn to the mat face first. Despite the continued pain, PM stands up, but before he can make the hot tag to BS, Thornn delivers a nasty dropkick to PM’s legs, bringing him down again.
PM reaches for BS once again, but Thornn pulls PM back into the centre of the ring by his legs and locks him in another Boston crab!
RK: “HA HA HA HA! I LOVE this strategy!”
JR: “Strategy? More like a screwjob, if you ask me! Look at Absinthe!”
Sure enough, Absinthe has the attention of the referee, slowly removing what little clothing she has on. This enables Vanish to re-enter the ring and get a few cheap shots on the hurting PM.
And as soon as BS enters the ring to try and even the odds, Absinthe stops her striptease and points at BS, causing the referee to send BS – but not Vanish – back to the outside.
JR: “What a lot of nice, fair, impartial refereeing. NOT!”
RK: “Disregard that last word, folks!”
Vanish and Thornn continue to double team PM, bringing him to his feet and double whipping him to the front ropes again. Instead of rebounding, though, PM scrambles to his corner, finally managing to tag BS into the contest.
BS then starts to clean house in the ring, knocking Vanish and Thornn down several times each in quick succession with left and right hands. By this time, the crowd is chanting “Let’s go PowerBomb!”, but Absinthe comes up with an idea to stop the momentum. She takes a sip from her bottle and holds her hand out for a tag, with her cheeks still full.
JR: “Oh crap! This can NOT be good for Bombshell!”
RK: “I have a feeling we’re about to see some mist! Absinthe Mist, to be exact! HA!”
Thornn tags Absinthe into the contest, then both he and Vanish clear the ring in a hurry, going straight after a still hurting PM on the outside. Unfortunately for BS, the referee turns his attention to the brawl on the outside, and while BS turns to see what’s going on, Absinthe walks up behind him.
BS then makes the critical mistake of turning to face Absinthe, who spits the Absinthe Mist in his face before delivering a hard kick to BS’ groin, flooring him in an instant. Absinthe turns the injured BS over on his back, and she then calls out to the referee, who turns to make the final count of the match.
RK: “1…. 2…. 3! YES! What a great win that was!”
JR: “The Fragile Minds have stolen a victory here, in the most insulting way possible! And I thought the rollup pins in another company were bad enough!”
RK: “Don’t mention the name of that company, JR! They could have lawyers right behind us, for all we know!”
JR: “Don’t worry, King: I won’t!”
Naturally, the crowd is furious with the result as Terri makes the announcement….
THII: “Here are your winners – THE FRAGILE MINDS!”
The crowd boos the result, launching into a loud “BULLSHIT!” chant as Vanish, Thornn and Absinthe – having beaten down PM on the outside – proceed to beat down BS on the inside. The referee tries in vain to stop the beating, but he is simply thrown aside by Thornn.
JR: “What a shambles this is. The Fragile Minds are back in X-WCW, and they don’t care whose feathers they’ve ruffled!”
RK: “Just as it should be, if you ask me! I wish we had a dozen more teams like them!”
JR: “Stop it!”
RK: “We’ll be right back!”
Nitro goes to another commercial break.
Recorded Earlier
We go back from the commercial break to see a footage from the X-WCW Studios which was said to be ‘taped earlier’ by the looks of it. On two separate chairs, we see R.E. Rage and Cole Ryan.
CR: “Welcome to the X-WCW Studios. Today, we got R.E Rage as our guest.”
Rage: “Its good to be here, Cole.”
Cole is seen shuffling his papers before he continues.
CR: “Well I heard you will not be in tonight’s scheduled Nitro, how come?”
Rage looks at CR for a while before he responds.
Rage: “I got better things to do here in the X-WCW than face RA for the 183457th time and win…AGAIN. Tonight, Mr. Back decided to give me an option. Its either I go in the arena and face RA yet again, or I just stay at home and watch. Given, I have returned to the X-WCW for a challenge, yet it’s the X-WCW itself that denies me of my privilege. Oh well, if they want to deprive me of my challenges, I will deprive their fans to see one of the greatest wrestlers of all time in the X-WCW ring. You screw R.E. Rage, R.E. Rage screws ya back, its that simple.”
CR: “We all know that you’re a close associate with Brett Rayne. Although he has been absent in the recent X-WCW shows, any word from him?”
Rage: “Yes, infact we just spoke to each other on the phone last night. He told me he still has some family issues he had to deal with in the past couple of weeks. Rest assured, he will be back soon in the X-WCW.”
CR: “So since your taking a night off from Nitro, what are your plans on the next X-WCW show?”
Rage: “If Christopher Back actually lets me into a match with NO RA, then I will gladly fight seeing that it wont waste my time. That’s all there is to it Cole. Far too long, the X-WCW has been missing a piece of itself, and that piece was me. Now that R.E. Rage is back, I will show just what the X-WCW was missing. You know what, it doesn’t matter if D-Extreme is gone or Grandmaster E will leave soon or even that slouch Ignavus. Cause with R.E. Rage back in the X-WCW, you know for sure the ratings would skyrocket and that my friend, is called the ‘Rage Effect’.”
CR: “Thank you for your time, now lets go back to our regularly scheduled program.”
Double 4 Tournament-Finals
The Devils' Rejects vs The Twisted Hunters
We go back to ringside and 'We Won't Die' and 'Mutant X' are mangled together over the PA system, quickly driving the audience into forming several enormous mosh pits. Pity the children in attendance tonight.
TH: "The following tag-team contest is scheduled for one fall! On their way to the ring...from Detroit, Michigan, at a combined weight of 366 pounds...Ken and Jake, the Twiztid Hunters!"
Wearing tattered rags on top of their typical attire, the Hunter brothers appear on the stage and start to shimmy back and forth, hands raised like claws out to one side. The crowd laughs and applauds as they expertly perform the rest of the 'Thriller' dance routine.
JR: "I see the Hunters are trying to psyche out their, shall we say, graveyard-favouring opponents for tonight..."
RK: "I just thought they were being dumb. And that stinkin' zombie cop turd thing isn't coming out here, is he?"
JR: "Uh, no, it's Casus Crevious and Reaper."
RK: "Well, there's an easier definition for them - goths."
JR: "And the Hunters are...?"
RK: "Emo kids!"
JR: "I can always depend on you for rude generalisations, can't I?"
Jake Hunter slides into the ring whilst Ken runs headfirst into one of the corner posts and falls head over heels. Jake rolls around on the mat laughing whilst Ken struggles to his feet, uncrossing his eyes.
RK: "Well, at least they amuse themselves..."
The PA is briefly silenced, before the hills come alive with the sound of 'Master of Puppets'. The crowd's mood sharply sours as two shadowy figures appear on the moodily lit stage.
TH: "And the opponents...at a combined weight of 553 pounds...from Parts Unknown, Reaper...from Mount Olympus, Casus 'Crimson' Crevious...the Devil's Rejects!"
The Rejects stride most viciously down the ramp, Reaper resting his baseball bat – which is engraved with the Black Runes Of Ultimate Darkness, which...do something dark – on his shoulder, whilst Casus raises his scythe threateningly at anyone foolish enough to try and touch him.
JR: "You know, I'm curious to see how this match will pan out. Recently, these two teams have formed an alliance of sorts, but tonight they're competing for a clear prize - victory in the Double 4 tournament. Will the partnership combust, or have they formulated a plan in advance?"
RK: "Astoundingly, I don't care. And what's more, I don't think those Hunter guys know what the word 'plan' means, anyway."
As the Rejects enter the ring, senior ref Sid Greene demands that they surrender their weapons. This earns him nothing but glares powerful enough to reduce him to a tiny speck of dirt - metaphorically, of course - whilst Casus takes his sweet time removing his flowing, hooded cloak. Meanwhile, the Hunters are trying to decide who'll go in the ring first with a quick round of Gin Rummy. Or maybe just Snap. By the time they're done - with Jake doing a little victory dance as Ken sulks on the apron - Casus is waiting in the centre of the ring, with Reaper having quietly stepped out onto the apron, laying the team's signature weapons carefully upon the nearest ring steps.
JR: "It's fascinating to see the difference in style between these teams, even over as small a matter as preparing to fight..."
RK: "You know what else is fascinating? New episodes of Lost. Guess which I'd rather be watching."
As the bell rings, Casus and Jake exchange sly smirks. Jake looks back towards Ken with raised eyebrows, and receives a nod of assent from his brother. This is greeted with suspicious murmuring from the crowd.
JR: "Aha! The game is afoot!"
RK: "No, the game is HHH. Who's more well known for the size of his nose, not his feet."
JR: "I...really can't tell if you're joking."
Jake raises one hand to his forehead and performs an exaggerated comedy faint, leaving him spread-eagled on the canvas with his tongue hanging out. Casus lazily rests one foot on his chest and gestures at the ref to make the count, which he does, reluctantly.
JR: "I knew it! I knew they were gonna steal this thing somehow!"
RK: "Good strategy."
JR: "You don't honestly believe that, do you?"
RK: "No, but it's fun to steal your phrases and use them against you. HA!"
The count goes 1, 2 and 3-NO! Jake jerks up, hooks Casus' leg, and folds him over into a schoolboy pin!
JR: "Wha?!"
RK: "Suckered!"
Surprised, Casus still manages to kick out after 2. Jake dashes back to his corner and makes a tag to Ken, who quickly begins going to town on Casus with hammer blows to the spine. Meanwhile, Jake bounces off the ropes, runs at Reaper - who's only just come to his senses after expecting an easy win - and pulls off a Diving Clothesline, knocking Reaper off the apron and sending them both sprawling to the floor! The crowd loves it!
JR: "I really thought they'd gone for the easy way out, but it looks like the Hunters are - "
RK: "Treacherous?"
JR: "I was gonna say 'still fighting', but please, have it your way. I'm sure there's a whole army of folks at home who agree with your stance on everything..."
Casus seems to numb himself to Ken's forearm strikes, and steadily regains his footing; this is the last thing Ken wants, of course, so he grabs Crevious' head and delivers a nasty sitdown Jawbreaker, knocking Casus back down, where he rests on the bottom rope. Ken grabs his legs and leans back, pressing Casus' throat against the middle rope - and then tries to baseball slide beneath Casus without letting go!
JR: "Ooh!"
RK: "Ouch..."
This didn't go quite according to plan, assuming there was one; Ken winds up coming to a dead stop halfway through, then falls off the apron rather foolishly. However, Casus' spine is almost bent into, appropriately enough, the shape of a letter 'c'. The crimson one rolls into the centre of the ring, holding his spine in agony but refraining from crying out. Swiftly, Jake Hunter climbs a turnbuckle to follow up with something of a high-impact nature, but Reaper storms up the ring steps with almost unnatural speed and gives Jake a mighty shove; he falls awkwardly to one side and gets the top rope right where no man wants it to go, then collapses onto the apron, swearing like a wounded pirate. Ken slides back into the ring and hooks the rising Casus up for a DDT - but is instead picked up and becomes the victim of a horrific Spinebuster!
JR: "It looks like that just stopped the Hunters' momentum flat!"
Jake returns to his corner, walking awfully funny, as Casus inches his way across the mat to Reaper's outstretched hand. Ken pushes himself up - just as Reaper gets the tag! 'Death's Hand' lunges at Ken, who ducks it and slides around behind Reaper, but only gets a firm Back Kick in the gut for his troubles, and Reaper wastes no time in following through with a Tiger Bomb!
JR: "The power difference is coming into play now! Can the Hunters hope to counter it with speed and cunning?"
RK: "Answer: no. They don't have a concept of 'cunning'."
JR: "Y'know, if you're gonna be this miserable all night, you may as well leave..."
RK: "No, I wanna see the nTo kick some ass. One may abide a world of demons for the sake of a few angels..."
JR: "Angels...nTo...what's wrong with this picture?"
Jake Hunter comes running in...
JR: "Wait! Crevious is removing the turnbuckle padding!"
RK: "Lies! I see no such thing."
...and Reaper raises him up and down again with a Flapjack, smacking Jake's face right into that exposed turnbuckle!
JR: "See?! The humanity of it all!"
RK: "Eh...one of the techy jobbers must have removed it for...cleaning...and then forgot to put it back on again. Simple. Nothing illegal there."
Casus now hides the exposed area from ref Greene with his elbow.
JR: "If it's all so innocent, what's he got to hide?"
RK: "A history of repeated child abuse and convictions as a sex offender."
JR: "...Please, please tell me you made that up."
RK: "Yeah, but I'm hoping it's enough to get him locked up and off our screens nonetheless."
Reaper pulls Ken up by the hair and heaves him up onto one mighty shoulder, before dashing forward and scoring big with a Powerslam! Leaving Ken dazed near one unoccupied turnbuckle, Reaper steps back to the opposite side of the ring and hunkers down, shoulders squared like a quarterback...or whichever one it is that does all the tackling.
JR: "We've all seen this before...it's - "
RK: "If we've all seen it before, you don't have to say the name again."
JR: "...R.I.P.!"
RK: "Suit yourself..."
Ken tugs himself up, slowly, so slowly, and Reaper almost seems to be drooling with anticipation. Ken turns, Reaper dashes forward and Ken -
JR: "JOKER'S RAGE! JOKER'S RAGE! Bah gawd what an impact!"
A replay appears for the viewers' convenience; with Reaper closing the five metre gap between them in record time, Ken slides forward and aligns his body so that his right leg almost seems to be an extension of his spine, helping absorb the force of its impact with Reaper's chin. Reaper's legs don't stop immediately, taking another big lunge before they leave the ground and Reaper falls solidly on his back. Ken also collapses down to one knee, hurting bad.
JR: "The Superkick from Ken Hunter! Almost decapitating Reaper as he went for a finisher of his own! And there's the cover!"
1, 2 - kickout! Ken headbutts the mat in exasperation. As you do. Ken staggers up and makes for his team's corner - but Reaper's hand shoots out like that of a zombie emerging from its eternal slumber, and catches hold of Ken's ankle!
RK: "Wise fwom yorrr gwavvve!"
JR: "And - you what?"
RK: "Wise fwom yorrr gwavvve!"
JR: "Well, what the hell does that mean?"
RK: "Uh, hello - Altered Beast."
JR: "Eh?"
RK: "Didn't you have a Sega Genesis when you were younger? Loser..."
JR: "No, I had sex with girls when I was younger. Loser."
RK: >splutters<
Ken thrashes like a madman, but only succeeds in getting his other ankle caught, and as Reaper rises, he falls - and Reaper looks set to lock in the Hell's Gate!
JR: "Hell's Gate! Bah gawd, it's just a flurry of finishers out there right now!"
RK: "Good, so hurry up and FINISH HIM, Reaper!"
JR: "More videogame quotes? Nerd."
Ken desperately tries to keep his back straight while Reaper desperately tries to, well, do much the opposite. Finally, however, Ken lands a few stiff right hands to Reaper's face, staggering the bigger man enough for him to crawl away and tag in Jake, who comes in with a full head of steam and the crowd at his back. A Flying Lariat takes down Reaper, and a swift elbow knocks Casus off the apron and into the announce table with a thud.
RK: "Hey, mind the paint job!"
JR: "Jake's got the touch right now! He looks unstoppable!"
Back in the ring, Jake delivers a solid knee to Reaper's gut and follows through with a Snap Suplex, before hopping onto the middle rope and pulling off a picture-perfect Lionsault! A cover nearly earns him a 3, but Reaper still manages to get one shoulder up. Meanwhile, Ken heads around to the announce table to put the boots into Casus, but gets a few punches for his trouble, and is then whipped into the ring steps...which causes the Devil's Rejects' weapons to come loose. Casus sneers a sneery sort of sneer as he stoops to pick up his scythe.
JR: "Oh no...no, no, he can't do this! Not to another human being!"
RK: "He says he's from Mount Olympus...doesn't that make him a god?"
JR: "And a distinctly vengeful one, too!"
Casus raises his scythe and brings it down, leaving Ken with no option but to step forward – and take the shaft of the weapon on his head, whilst the blade simply bounces off the steps behind him! Ken falls, and Crevious drops the scythe, shaking his fingers and hissing in pain and annoyance.
JR: "Close call there for Ken Hunter!"
RK: "But he can always count on his thick skull to get him out of trouble..."
In the ring, Jake drops Reaper once more, this time with a Swinging Neckbreaker, but fails to see Casus climb up onto the apron as he looks set for a running Senton Splash or similar; his eyes widen as Casus grabs him by the throat with both hands and lifts him up, the ref giving him a count of 5 to let go...
JR: "Looks like trouble for the Wicked Suicide!"
RK: "The who now?"
JR: "It's Jake's nickname."
RK: "Wish he'd take it more literally and top himself. The air around here would be cleaner without him."
Casus laughs in sadistic glee - and then gets tugged off the apron by Ken Hunter!
JR: "Wow! I didn't think he'd recover so fast!"
RK: "Didn't I say? Thick skull..."
Casus looks enraged - and then looks very wet, as Ken pops the top off a 2 litre Faygo bottle and the spray catches him right in the eyes! Meanwhile, Jake stumbles backward, choking, and finds himself in a Full Nelson hold courtesy of Reaper! The big man lifts...but Jake, astoundingly, manages to unhook Reaper's hands at the back of his neck, and tumble over his back, landing like a cat! Reaper spins around and is met with a boot to the midsection - and the Twiztid Cutter!
JR: "Twiztid Cutter! This could be over!"
RK: "Not if Casus has anything to say about it..."
Casus struggles to clear his eyes of the foul liquid - and takes the brunt of another Joker's Rage kick, sending him clean over the safety railings and into the crowd!
JR: "Which he doesn't."
Jake hops up onto the top rope, laughs to himself, and comes off with the Lotus Pod onto Reaper! A cover; 1, 2...
JR: "3!"
RK: "Finally!"
Ken slides into the ring and punches his brother on the shoulder with joy.
TH: "Here are your winners, of the match and the Double 4 Tournament...Jake and Ken, the Twiztid Hunters!"
JR: "I may have had my doubts about their fighting spirit, but by gawd, is it good to be wrong on this occasion!"
RK: "I may have had my doubts about the quality of the match, but by gawd it's good to hear you admit you were wrong."
The Hunters exit the ring and head back up the ramp, pirouetting like drunken ballerinas whilst singing 'I Am The Walrus' as we go to a commercial break.
Jake returns to his corner, walking awfully funny, as Casus inches his way across the mat to Reaper's outstretched hand. Ken pushes himself up - just as Reaper gets the tag! 'Death's Hand' lunges at Ken, who ducks it and slides around behind Reaper, but only gets a firm Back Kick in the gut for his troubles, and Reaper wastes no time in following through with a Tiger Bomb!
JR: "The power difference is coming into play now! Can the Hunters hope to counter it with speed and cunning?"
RK: "Answer: no. They don't have a concept of 'cunning'."
JR: "Y'know, if you're gonna be this miserable all night, you may as well leave..."
RK: "No, I wanna see the nTo kick some ass. One may abide a world of demons for the sake of a few angels..."
JR: "Angels...nTo...what's wrong with this picture?"
Jake Hunter comes running in...
JR: "Wait! Crevious is removing the turnbuckle padding!"
RK: "Lies! I see no such thing."
...and Reaper raises him up and down again with a Flapjack, smacking Jake's face right into that exposed turnbuckle!
JR: "See?! The humanity of it all!"
RK: "Eh...one of the techy jobbers must have removed it for...cleaning...and then forgot to put it back on again. Simple. Nothing illegal there."
Casus now hides the exposed area from ref Greene with his elbow.
JR: "If it's all so innocent, what's he got to hide?"
RK: "A history of repeated child abuse and convictions as a sex offender."
JR: "...Please, please tell me you made that up."
RK: "Yeah, but I'm hoping it's enough to get him locked up and off our screens nonetheless."
Reaper pulls Ken up by the hair and heaves him up onto one mighty shoulder, before dashing forward and scoring big with a Powerslam! Leaving Ken dazed near one unoccupied turnbuckle, Reaper steps back to the opposite side of the ring and hunkers down, shoulders squared like a quarterback...or whichever one it is that does all the tackling.
JR: "We've all seen this before...it's - "
RK: "If we've all seen it before, you don't have to say the name again."
JR: "...R.I.P.!"
RK: "Suit yourself..."
Ken tugs himself up, slowly, so slowly, and Reaper almost seems to be drooling with anticipation. Ken turns, Reaper dashes forward and Ken -
JR: "JOKER'S RAGE! JOKER'S RAGE! Bah gawd what an impact!"
A replay appears for the viewers' convenience; with Reaper closing the five metre gap between them in record time, Ken slides forward and aligns his body so that his right leg almost seems to be an extension of his spine, helping absorb the force of its impact with Reaper's chin. Reaper's legs don't stop immediately, taking another big lunge before they leave the ground and Reaper falls solidly on his back. Ken also collapses down to one knee, hurting bad.
JR: "The Superkick from Ken Hunter! Almost decapitating Reaper as he went for a finisher of his own! And there's the cover!"
1, 2 - kickout! Ken headbutts the mat in exasperation. As you do. Ken staggers up and makes for his team's corner - but Reaper's hand shoots out like that of a zombie emerging from its eternal slumber, and catches hold of Ken's ankle!
RK: "Wise fwom yorrr gwavvve!"
JR: "And - you what?"
RK: "Wise fwom yorrr gwavvve!"
JR: "Well, what the hell does that mean?"
RK: "Uh, hello - Altered Beast."
JR: "Eh?"
RK: "Didn't you have a Sega Genesis when you were younger? Loser..."
JR: "No, I had sex with girls when I was younger. Loser."
RK: >splutters<
Ken thrashes like a madman, but only succeeds in getting his other ankle caught, and as Reaper rises, he falls - and Reaper looks set to lock in the Hell's Gate!
JR: "Hell's Gate! Bah gawd, it's just a flurry of finishers out there right now!"
RK: "Good, so hurry up and FINISH HIM, Reaper!"
JR: "More videogame quotes? Nerd."
Ken desperately tries to keep his back straight while Reaper desperately tries to, well, do much the opposite. Finally, however, Ken lands a few stiff right hands to Reaper's face, staggering the bigger man enough for him to crawl away and tag in Jake, who comes in with a full head of steam and the crowd at his back. A Flying Lariat takes down Reaper, and a swift elbow knocks Casus off the apron and into the announce table with a thud.
RK: "Hey, mind the paint job!"
JR: "Jake's got the touch right now! He looks unstoppable!"
Back in the ring, Jake delivers a solid knee to Reaper's gut and follows through with a Snap Suplex, before hopping onto the middle rope and pulling off a picture-perfect Lionsault! A cover nearly earns him a 3, but Reaper still manages to get one shoulder up. Meanwhile, Ken heads around to the announce table to put the boots into Casus, but gets a few punches for his trouble, and is then whipped into the ring steps...which causes the Devil's Rejects' weapons to come loose. Casus sneers a sneery sort of sneer as he stoops to pick up his scythe.
JR: "Oh no...no, no, he can't do this! Not to another human being!"
RK: "He says he's from Mount Olympus...doesn't that make him a god?"
JR: "And a distinctly vengeful one, too!"
Casus raises his scythe and brings it down, leaving Ken with no option but to step forward – and take the shaft of the weapon on his head, whilst the blade simply bounces off the steps behind him! Ken falls, and Crevious drops the scythe, shaking his fingers and hissing in pain and annoyance.
JR: "Close call there for Ken Hunter!"
RK: "But he can always count on his thick skull to get him out of trouble..."
In the ring, Jake drops Reaper once more, this time with a Swinging Neckbreaker, but fails to see Casus climb up onto the apron as he looks set for a running Senton Splash or similar; his eyes widen as Casus grabs him by the throat with both hands and lifts him up, the ref giving him a count of 5 to let go...
JR: "Looks like trouble for the Wicked Suicide!"
RK: "The who now?"
JR: "It's Jake's nickname."
RK: "Wish he'd take it more literally and top himself. The air around here would be cleaner without him."
Casus laughs in sadistic glee - and then gets tugged off the apron by Ken Hunter!
JR: "Wow! I didn't think he'd recover so fast!"
RK: "Didn't I say? Thick skull..."
Casus looks enraged - and then looks very wet, as Ken pops the top off a 2 litre Faygo bottle and the spray catches him right in the eyes! Meanwhile, Jake stumbles backward, choking, and finds himself in a Full Nelson hold courtesy of Reaper! The big man lifts...but Jake, astoundingly, manages to unhook Reaper's hands at the back of his neck, and tumble over his back, landing like a cat! Reaper spins around and is met with a boot to the midsection - and the Twiztid Cutter!
JR: "Twiztid Cutter! This could be over!"
RK: "Not if Casus has anything to say about it..."
Casus struggles to clear his eyes of the foul liquid - and takes the brunt of another Joker's Rage kick, sending him clean over the safety railings and into the crowd!
JR: "Which he doesn't."
Jake hops up onto the top rope, laughs to himself, and comes off with the Lotus Pod onto Reaper! A cover; 1, 2...
JR: "3!"
RK: "Finally!"
Ken slides into the ring and punches his brother on the shoulder with joy.
TH: "Here are your winners, of the match and the Double 4 Tournament...Jake and Ken, the Twiztid Hunters!"
JR: "I may have had my doubts about their fighting spirit, but by gawd, is it good to be wrong on this occasion!"
RK: "I may have had my doubts about the quality of the match, but by gawd it's good to hear you admit you were wrong."
The Hunters exit the ring and head back up the ramp, pirouetting like drunken ballerinas whilst singing 'I Am The Walrus' as we go to a commercial break.
Nitro comes back from the commercial break and “Clint Eastwood” by the Gorillaz hit the speakers. The fans are on their feet as the X-WCW UW champ himself, Ignavus, appears at ringside with the X-WCW UW belt on his waist.
JR: “Welcome back to X-WCW Nitro! Right now, the X-WCW UW champ himself is making his way down to the ringside area.”
RK: “Last time I saw him, JR, was before the show. I thought he’d still be sleepin right now. Well, amazingly, he is awake and with the belt.”
Ignavus makes his way down the rampway and slaps a few hands with the fans. The fans continue to cheer at the champ as he slowly enters the ring. Once he enters the ring, he reaches outside for the mic. Ignavus makes his way in the middle of the ring and waves at the fans while his music starts to fade out. Soon enough, the champ makes his speech.
Igz: “Tonight, it feels good to be here in Denver Colorado.”
Ignavus does a thumbs up while the fans let out a cheap pop.
RK: “Hahah! He just made a cheap pop, JR! I didn’t see that coming!”
Igz: “Tonight, I found out that Grandmaster E and Otacon will fight each other thanks to last Warzone’s match between me and GME. Con man, I might enjoy the fact that I’m champion right now, but I don’t appreciate the fact that you had to interfere in my match with Eamon last Warzone. I mean, you did color commentary already, then you slid into the ring to attack both of us. You know what? That’s just using too much effort my friend. Look at me, I’m champ, but I didn’t have to force myself into doing it. Otacon, your just exerting WAY too much effort right now and its just a bit sad for me to see that.”
He lets out a yawn for a while and goes on to scratch his bum.
Igz: “GME, it kinda sucks that we didn’t get our match finished cleanly. Wait, what am I sayin? Meh, screw it, you also made too much of an effort as well. Now tonight, both of you guys will face each other in a one on one match. I’m gonna be watching from the back and see who would be the wrestler that proves to be a threat for my title? Since I got nothing to do until the PPV, however, I am going to make an announcement right now. Production guy, drum roll please.”
The speakers let out a round of drum rolls for about 10 seconds before it stops and Ignavus speaks.
Igz: “As champion of the X-WCW, I will soon plan on buying a ticket to Hawaii and have a kick ass vacation! But don’t worry guys, you will see loads of my Hawaiian adventures!!! Its going to be sand, babes and ba…”
All of a sudden “American Badass” hits the speakers and Real American comes out with the 2NLW MILF Wurld Championship on his shoulders. The fans grow a bit silent as RA makes his way down the ring.
RK: “Oh no! Dear gawd, why does he have to be here tonight?!”
RA enters the ring and goes nose-to-nose with Ignavus. After a while, RA calls for an extra mic and it gets tossed to him. Unfortunately, the mic hits him on the head and stuns him for a while. He shakes it off and picks up the mic before he speaks to Ignavus.
RA: “You see this title Igz? I’m also champ! But you don’t see me go yellow and go on a vacation to Hawaii!”
Igz looks at the piece of tin on RA’s shoulder and lets out a sheepish grin.
RA: “Oh, what so funny huh? You think I’m jokin huh? I AINT! I CHALLENGE YOU TO MATCH!”
Igz pulls up his mic and is about to respond to RA’s challenge. However, “Bullets” by Creed hits the speakers and TGO comes out to a reasonable pop from the crowd. He starts to stomp down the ramp.
RK: “When things couldn’t be worse, JR. Oh my..here we go.”
TGO slides into the ring and approaches both men. Soon enough, he snatches the mic of Ignavus.
TGO: “WHOA! Wait a minute here Igz! Your gonna give HIM a shot at your title?”
Igz tries to reach out for the mic and respond, but TGO continues to use it.
TGO: “How about me Igz? Didn’t you see my match with Karl? We tore the damn house down!”
RA laughs at TGO, who now looks at the MILF wurld champ.
RA: “Yeah, I saw and you lost! LOSER!”
TGO shakes his head and speaks again.
TGO: “You call me loser? As far as I recalled, you didn’t even win any match here in the X-WCW YET! Hey, how about this RA, you and me on Warzone. The winner, gets to fight HIM!”
He points at Igz, who just shrugs and looks on between TGO and RA. RA thinks about it for a moment before he looks back at TGO.
RA: “That sounds gud enough for me!”
With that said, both men staredown in the middle of the ring as Igz looks on. Soon enough, Ignavus taps the arm on both men and asks for a mic. At the same time, both men direct their mics on Igz’s direction.
Igz: “Well since the boss man aint here, I guess that’s a-ok with me. Sure, you guys can get to do that.”
They both drop their mics and TGO is the first one to leave the ringside area a happy man. Soon enough, RA leaves the ring as well and also heads to the backstage area. Ignavus, who is the only man left in the ring, looks around the crowd and picks up one mic.
Igz: “TGO vs RA on Warzone…gawd…help us all.”
The fans let out a huge round of laugther as Igz’s music hits the speakers. X-WCW goes to a commercial break as Igz leaves the ring through the ropes.
Grandmaster E vs Otacon
We go back from the commercial break and we see THII inside the ring for the next match.
THII: “The following match is scheduled for one fall, with a twenty minute, time limit.”
JR: “Welcome back to X-WCW Nitro! Before the commercial break, a match was made for Warzone! It will be TGO vs RA. The winner of the match gets to face Ignavus at the 20th show of Nitro.”
RK: “Goodness gracious, Igz, what the hell are you thinking?”
Igz: “How should I know they’d make a match like that, King?”
JR: “Right now, for this match, we got the UW champ himself to guest commentate. Welcome aboard Igz!”
Igz: “Its nice to be here JR. I mean, since it would take me a long time to reach my locker room, why the hell not just sit back and relax here instead. Say, your seats feel more comfy than mine, and im the X-WCW UW champion! I wish I could just retire now and always get to sit here with you guys instead.”
RK: “You retiring, aint that a lotta paperwork you need to do before your officially retired?”
Igz: “PAPERWORK?! Uhm, nevermind then, I guess I’m ok being an active wrestler and get a chance to guest commentate here and there.”
“Superstar” by saliva plays in the PA systems and Otacon comes out to the ringside area.
THII: “Introducing first, from Manchester England, OTACON!!!”
Otacon makes his way down the ramp as the fans boo him loudly.
JR: “Otacon, right now, is one of the most hated men in the X-WCW.”
Igz: “Well, next to me of course.”
JR: “Uhm, I don’t think people hate you Igz.”
Igz: “Of course they don’t! I’m just one of the most heated up people in the X-WCW. You know, getting heated up before a match.”
RK: “But JR said one of the most HATED men.”
Igz: “You don’t try to correct what your co-commentator had to say earlier. What do you think JR is feeling right now?”
JR: “I’m ok Igz, are you?”
Igz: “…uh..yeah?”
The con man enters the ring and poses for the crowd as he has a smirk on his face. Once he stops posing, he approaches the ropes nearby the announce table and momentarily points at Ignavus.
Igz: “Er, what? What did I do?”
Otacon looks back at the stage as soon as “King of my castle” hits the speakers. Soon enough, the lights go off and its pitchblack in the arena while the music continues to blare through the speakers. Soon enough, we see some strobes of lights flashing as THII announces the other competitor.
THII: “And his opponent, from Australia, GRANDMASTER E!!!”
Once his name gets announced, the lights go back again and GME appears in the ring.
Igz: “HOLY STING RIP-OFFS BATMAN!”
JR: “GME made his quick entrance in the ringside area, people, it seems like the man has no time to waste after what Otacon has done last Warzone.”
The fans cheer as GME just stands in the ring and points at Otacon. The con man has a grin on his face and taunts GME from the other side while the music starts to fade out.
RK: “The tension is in the air, guys. I cant wait to see how the start of this match happens.”
Igz: “Obviously, it would start once the bell rings, and it just did.”
The bell rings and both men got to the center of the ring and staredown at each other. It didn’t take a long while before Otacon hits a hard slap across the face of GME. After GME got a hard slap, the fans let out a huge ‘ooooh’. GME looks back at Otacon and he quickly clocks him down the mat with a hard punch to the face.
Igz: “I guess the con man learned the hard way not to piss off GME up close and personal huh JR?”
JR: “Indeed he did, champ. Otacon gets back to his feet and Grandmaster starts to fire away with those hard right hands on his opponent. Grandmaster E grabs Otacon and delivers a hard elbow on the back.”
Otacon goes on one knee while GME bounces off the ropes and delivers a knee lift to hit the face of the con man.
RK: “Mr. Wrestling II knee lift, and he goes down!”
Igz: “Mr. Wrestling II? I thought that was Triple H or Harley Race’s move?”
RK: “Long story, Igz, trust me.”
Grandmaster E pulls up Otacon, but Otacon fights back with some hard shots to the mid-section of GME. He stuns GME momentarily with a face rake before he takes him down with a running forearm smash. GME gets to his feet and Otacon hits him yet again with another forearm smash. Otacon goes over and picks up GME and backs him into the nearby corner. Otacon hits a hard chop to the chest of GME, but GME fights back with a chop to the chest of his own. GME hits another chop to the chest of Otacon and the con man staggers back.
JR: “GME starts to fight back against the conman and he takes him down with a dropkick to the face.”
Otacon slowly gets to his feet and GME meets him with a couple of hard punches all over his body. Otacon gets stunned momentarily and GME attempts to connect with a hard punch to the face. Somehow, Otacon avoids it and sneaks behind GME for an inverted DDT. While GME is down, Otacon starts to stomp down on his opponent.
JR: “Right now, Otacon is putting the boots on his opponent right here, guys.”
Igz: “A good old fashion stompin as far as I see it.”
RK: “If JR calls it ‘slobber knocker’ and you call it ‘a good old fashion stompin’…what the heck would I call it?”
Igz: “…..eh?”
RK: “Nevermind.”
Otacon picks up GME and whips him into the ropes. GME ducks a clothesline from Otacon and bounces off the other end. He bounces off that end and leapfrogs over Otacon this time. Before Otacon knows what hit him, GME comes back and delivers a hard spear.
JR: “SPEAR!”
Otacon goes down and the fans start to cheer at GME while he gets up. Grandmaster E picks up Otacon and backs him into the corner. He starts to deliver some hard shoulder charges to his opponent’s mid-section. After a couple of hits to Otacon, he sets him up on the top rope for a superplex. GME climbs up to the second rope and tries to deliver it. However, Otacon fights back with some hard punches to the side of GME. GME lets go of Otacon and the conman continues his assault on the mid-section of GME. Otacon slowly gets to stand up on the top turnbuckle before he does a sunset flip on GME off the corner for a pinfall.
JR: “Otacon goes for the pin 1..2..CLOSE!”
Igz: “What is he closing?”
JR: “No, I mean, that was close.”
Igz: “…..and they say I’M lazy….”
Both men get up and Otacon catches GME with a well placed kick to the sternum area. Otacon grabs GME and delivers a couple of hard blows to the back and rounds it up with a stiff elbow shot to the back of GME’s head. GME goes down on one knee and Otacon hits a hard kick to the side of GME’s head to send him down. Otacon poses for the crowd, who start to boo him loudly.
Igz: “Now I don’t usually pose for the fans, cause that just takes time to do. Otacon should just focus on GME before his opponent takes him by surprise.”
JR: “Indeed he should, Igz. Grandmaster E slowly gets to his feet right now and the conman approaches him yet again.”
Otacon picks up GME, only to be taken down by a quick fisherman’s suplex bridge. The referee goes for the count, Otacon kicks out before the referee could reach for a three.
RK: “That was a close call there for Otacon.”
Igz: “Close call? You can say that, he had it coming.”
Both men get to their feet and GME hits a hard forearm smash on the face of Otacon to stun him momentarily. He hits another forearm to his opponent’s face before Otacon is whipped into the ropes. GME catches Otacon with a spinebuster and Otacon wriggles in pain on the mat with the move.
Igz: “DAMN! That was one mean-ass spinebuster there from GME.”
Grandmaster E looks at Otacon before he picks him up and delivers some clubs to the back. He pulls him between his legs and sets him up for a powerbomb. GME lifts him up on his shoulders, but somehow, Otacon stops the powerbomb with some hard forearms to the face of GME. GME falls down on the mat and Otacon pulls up one leg for the pin.
JR: “Heres the pinfall 1..NO! GME gets a kick out from that pin attempt.”
Igz: “He got beat to the punch with his powerbomb attempt, but that didn’t mean he was gonna lose that easily to Otacon.”
Otacon waits for GME to get up while he goes to a nearby corner. Coincidentally, GME slowly gets to his feet and is on the corner opposite to where Otacon was waiting for him. Otacon makes a charge for it at GME, but GME sees him and gets out of the way. Otacon hits shoulder-first on the steel post and GME takes him down with a swinging necbreaker.
Igz: “That was rather, unexpected.”
RK: “You serious?!”
Igz: “Uhm…am I ever serious?”
RK: “Good question.”
GME goes over the fallen Otacon and mounts on Otacon’s back while he grabs one of his arms and does an armbar variation submission on the former UW champ.
JR: “This is a rather unique submission move here being done by Grandmaster E on Otacon.”
Igz: “Its called a modified seated armbar, James. You see right now, GME has his weight shifted on Otacon’s back and has his arms locked across one of Otacon’s arm that is being lifted. This is really focused on that recently hurt shoulder of Otacon once he hit that corner.”
RK: “Wow, I was about to say the same thing. You do know who uses this sort of move right Igz?”
Igz: “Wait, it has a patent?”
RK: “That move is famously used by Satoshi Kojima, from Japan. Didn’t YOU compete there?”
Igz: “….uh….too lazy to remember my trip there.”
RK: “Ugh, nevermind.”
Otacon struggles to get out of the submission hold while GME starts to crank it up. Otacon screams in pain as the submission hold is focused on adding more pain to his recent impact on the steel post. After a few seconds, Otacon finally realizes that he is within reach of the ring ropes and grabs onto it. The referee instructs GME to let go of the submission hold.
Igz: “You know, I might be lazy, but that doesn’t mean it would take me that long of a time to realize the ring ropes were there.”
RK: “Really?”
Igz: “It would take more.”
RK: “UGH!”
Otacon struggles to get up and once he is on a vertical base, GME grabs him by the arm and delivers an arm wrench. Otacon kicks GME at the mid-rib and reverses the arm wrench while he goes behind his opponent. Otacon lets go and shoves GME near the ropes. GME turns around and tries to hit a clothesline, but Otacon ducks and takes him down with a back suplex.
JR: “Back suplex there by Otacon, and GME goes down the mat.”
Igz: “He already hurt his shoulder, but he used the same side to lift GME, that should have hurt a lot.”
Otacon goes down on one knee as he holds his hurt shoulder. He glares at GME and slowly rises up before he goes over his opponent and hits a hard kick to the back. Once GME gets his back kicked, the fans boo loudly at Otacon to give him his well deserved amount of heel heat. Otacon hauls GME up to his feet, but GME fights back with some hard punches to the gut region. GME stuns Otacon with a hard chop to the chest before he shoots him into the ropes. GME catches Otacon and drags him into the mat with a deep armdrag. Otacon tumbles onto the mat and clutches his shoulder. On the mat, we see otacon holding his shoulder and rolling in pain as the referee checks him out.
Igz: “I think he either popped it, or he is just faking it now.”
RK: “FAKING IT?! What, you think Otacon would stoop that low just to get an advantage on GME?”
Igz: “Oh…no! Of course not!”
RK: “Then what are you saying?”
Igz: “I KNOW IT…..*sticks out his tongue*
RK: “*shakes head*”
Soon enough, the referee signals to the stage that he needs some help. A couple of referees storm the ringside area and help Otacon get up while GME just looks on from one corner.
JR: “Well folks, I think this match is over since Otacon might have injured his shoulder severely. Right now, the referees are trying to escort him out of the ringside area.”
RK: “This is a sad day for wrestling. One of the X-WCW’s finest wrestlers, Otacon, got injured thanks to that prima donna by the name of Grandmaster E. Guess if he cant hold him down, he just goes on and stiffs him until he gets injured, nice one Mr. Eamon!”
Igz: “I dunno King. I think Otacon is a-ok…”
As soon as the referees and Otacon near GME, Otacon gets off the referees and takes out GME off the ring with a hard clothesline. GME lands awkwardly outside the ring and holds his back as the fans chant ‘asshole’ to a smirking Otacon.
JR: “WHY THAT NO GOOD OPPORTUNISTIC..”
Igz: “I told you guys! Didn’t I?”
Inside the ring, Otacon climbs on the top rope and gets to his feet. While GME is still down, Otacon launches himself off the ropes and connects with an elbow drop on the mid-section.
JR: “OH! My goodness he just flown off the top and landed outside to hit that elbow drop on GME!”
Igz: “That was crazy alright, but im as crazy as a fox.”
RK: “What does you being crazy got to do with them?”
Igz: “Nothin, just wanted to say that.”
Otacon gets back on his feet and drags GME up. He rolls him back into the ring before sliding in. Otacon crouches down and has a smirk on his face while he awaits Grandmaster E to get to his feet. Otacon approaches GME and delivers a well placed kick on the ribs before he tries his Final Impact move. However, GME shoves Otacon towards the ropes and catches him there for a 180 degree spinebuster move. Somehow, Otacon reverses the momentum of the move and takes down GME hard with a tornado DDT. GME is flat on his back at the mat while Otacon climbs onto his fallen body for the count.
JR: “Otacon with the reversal and here is the pin 1…2…NO! GME IS STILL IN THIS MATCH!”
The fans cheer wildly as their favorite wrestler gets a shoulder up. Otacon gets up and doesn’t have a smile on his face. He pulls up GME, but GME quickly hits some forearms to the mid-area of Otacon and hooks him up for a suplex. GME tries to lift him up, but Otacon blocks it and hits a hard knee to the gut of GME. While GME is stunned, he lines him up and lifts him onto his shoulders. Soon enough, with GME at his grasps, he sends him tumbling down the mat with his patented vertaebreaker move.
JR: “VERTAEBREAKER ON GME! BAH GAWD WHAT AN IMPACT!”
Igz: “Uhm, James, were in Nitro. Were not in Orlando right now ok?”
Otacon pins GME.
JR: “Here we go 1..2…3! Its over folks, Otacon secures this victory over Grandmaster E.”
“Superstar” hits the speakers as the referee raises the arm of Otacon.
THII: “The winner as a result of pinfall…OTACON!!!”
The fans boo Otacon loudly as he makes his way out of the ring and taunts them. On his way back to the backstage area, he turns around and looks at the ring where GME is still down. He has a smirk on his face while Nitro goes to a commercial break.
***Commercial Break***
We see a number of X-WCW wrestlers in action with different clips being shown in the screen. After a few seconds, the footage explodes and we get the X-WCW logo.
VO: “15 men…”
We see a clip of several X-WCW stars getting eliminated
VO: “one ring..”
The video now shows BLASTER eliminating D-Ex and GME
VO: “Only one winner…”
We get to see BLASTER celebrating in the ring as it fades down and the X Rumble logo is shown.
VO: “The X Rumbe….”
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Non-Title
Cage Match
Tony Bonito vs Sci-Fi Man vs Nightmare
We go back from the commercial break and “Comin to your City” by Big and Rich hits the speakers.
JR: “Welcome back to X-WCW NITRO! Right now, we are ready for the main event!”
RK: “Your damn right, JR! Its gonna be a triple threat match inside a steel cage. Talk about carnage huh?”
SFM comes to the ringside area and the fans start to cheer loudly at the Final Frontier member.
THII: “The following match is a triple threat steel cage match. The way to win this match is through pinfall, submission and escaping the cage. Introducing first, he hails form Seattle Washington. Weighing in at 225 lbs, he is one half of Final Frontier, SCI-FI MAN!!!”
SFM crouches down the stage before he gets back up and gives a huge thumbs up for the crowd. He makes his way down the ramp and slaps the hands of the fans on his way into the ringside.
JR: “SFM sure is one of the biggest fan favorites here in the X-WCW. When you couple him with Autobot Jazz, you make up one of the best tag teams here in the history of the X-WCW.”
RK: “Yeah, but in singles action, I doubt they are gonna fare well. Remember what happened to AJ last time, I don’t like to say this but, I think SFM will share the same fate since its TB he is facing tonight.”
SFM enters the ring and climbs to the corner. He does his super hero pose to the fans before he jumps down the corner. He unhooks his cape and looks above him to see the steel cage that hangs above the ring. Soon enough “Go to sleep” hits the speakers and Nightmare enters the ringside area.
THII: “From your living nightmare, he weighs in at 145 lbs. He is the current X-WCW XTREME Champion, NIGHTMARE!!!”
The fans give the X-WCW Xtreme Champ some mixed reactions as he makes his way down the ringside area with the title belt.
JR: “Here comes Nightmare, the X-WCW Xtreme champ.”
RK: “Its actually interesting to see that title belt around his waist, JR. He is one brutal wrestler if you think of it, but once he is inside a caged environment, I hear he is much vicious.”
JR: “He has been experienced in the field of martial arts, King. So your claims cannot be doubted by me.”
RK: “Oh gee, I wonder why you want to doubt them if they are real. This Nightmare guy gives me the creeps, even though he is one of the lightest competitors of the X-WCW after Ringo.”
Nightmare enters the ring and hands his belt to the referee. He goes over to the nearby corner and lean on it, he looks at SFM and points to him with a smirk. Nightmare continues to point at him while he does a slit throat motion with his other arm. SFM, who looks unfazed by Nightmare, just looks at his opponent before he shrugs him off. All of a sudden, both men look at the stage for the final competitor while “Fury of the storm” starts to play into the speakers..
“I fly above the rest”
"What it takes to be the best."
"I'll burn this whole place down."
"I'll put you in the ground."
Tony Bonito enters the ringside area with the red, white and blue sports jacket on top of his usual ring gear. He stands on the stage and points up for his pyros shoot up into the air.
THII: “And from Boston Mass. …TONY BONITO!!!”
The fans boo Bonito badly as he makes his way down the ring.
JR: “Earlier this night, Tony Bonito wanted to get a match that would challenge him. He got this match, yet he still felt a bit short changed by our boss Christopher Back.”
RK: “As much as Nightmare and SFM are talented in the ring, Tony Bonito has a point. If Otacon and GME can fight each other, why cant he take on the champ tonight instead of these two people?”
JR: “Nonetheless, Tony Bonito will face these two men inside a steel cage. I think this will be one of Bonito’s biggest matches in his career even though he doesn’t think these two have what it takes to beat him. Its not wise for Bonito to under estimate these two men inside the cage.”
Bonito enters the ring and spins around after he took off his hood. He poses in the middle of the ring as the fans continue to boo and chant ‘nito sucks’. Once his music fades out, he takes off his sports jacket and tosses it into the outside of the ring. The cage starts to lower as all three men look at each other inside the ring.
JR: “The cage is being lowered right now, King.”
RK: “I cant wait, JR. The match is about to start, let the beat down commence!”
The cage finally surrounds the ring and the match itself starts. All three men look at the other two, until both SFM and Nightmare gang up on TB and starts to hit him with everything they got. TB, a bit stunned at the attacks of both men, are grabbed on the head by SFM and is tossed onto the steel cage. Once TB is down on the mat, Nightmare and SFM go at it with a lock up. Nightmare quickly takes down SFM with a overhead takedown and locks in an inverted chinlock.
JR: “You see in that cage right now is Nightmare using his abilities to maintain his control in the match here against SFM”
RK: “He has that chinlock properly placed on the final frontier member, JR. If he holds on for a bit more, he would have this match in the bag.”
While Nightmare locks in the chinlock on SFM, we see Bonito getting to his feet. He runs over to the two and delivers a hard kick to the back of Nightmare. Nightmare lets go of the hold and he gets to his feet. Bonito starts to deliver some clubs to the back of Nightmare, but the Xtreme champion puts him down onto the mat with a double leg takedown. Nightmare, with a leg of TB, starts to hit TB with a couple of kicks on the held leg. He lets go eventually and waits for TB get up. However, as he waits for TB to get to a vertical base, SFM attacks him from behind with some punches. SFM spins Nightmare around and takes him down with a bodyslam. Tony Bonito catches SFM as he turns around and SFM gets thrown onto the side of the cage with an overhead belly to belly suplex.
JR: “He just got bended like an accordion there after he got sent onto the side of the cage with that suplex by TB.”
Tony Bonito gets to his feet at the same time as Nightmare and both men starts to exchange some punches. Soon enough, Nightmare blocks a punch from Bonito and surprises him with a head butt to the forehead. TB staggers backwards and Nightmare takes him down with a hard spinning wheel kick to the face. Nightmare goes over to where Bonito is grounded and locks on a front face lock before he starts to hit a couple of knees to the head of the real f’n Olympian.
RK: “Those looks like vicious knees to the head of TB. This nightmare guy is pretty gritty when it comes to wrestling inside a cage I guess.”
JR: “It comes with the price of admission if you’re here to see the Xtreme champ, King.”
After hitting a couple of hard knees, he hauls up TB and sends him into the corner. Nightmare follows him over there to do something, but TB stops him with some hard kicks to the midsection. SFM finally gets to his feet and approaches the two. Nightmare notices SFM incoming and he goes for another spinning wheel kick. SFM avoids the kick and goes behind Nightmare before he takes him down with a bulldog facecrusher. SFM gets to his feet and he and Bonito haul up Nightmare for a double suplex.
JR: “What an unusual team work there from SFM and TB as they deliver a double suplex.”
RK: “I guess they know that Nightmare is hard to take out alone for a while. Strange to see SFM actually helping TB here since it was Bonito who gave Autobot Jazz a good beating last time.”
Both SFM and TB start to stomp down on Nightmare before SFM spins TB around and takes him down with a short arm clothesline. SFM picks up TB, only to get a jawbreaker from the Olympian. Bonito looks a bit angered by SFM and lifts him up before taking him down with a DDT. He gets to his feet and waits for Nightmare to get up. Bonito goes behind Nightmare and sets him up for an inverted DDT. However, Nightmare uses one of his legs to hit a hard kick straight between the eyes of TB. TB lets go of Nightmare as he is temporarily blinded and staggering backwards. Nightmare approaches Bonito and grabs him by the head before he slams him head first onto the chain linked cage. He slams him a couple of more times before he rakes TB’s face into the cage.
RK: “Nightmare is really putting the hurt to Tony Bonito right now.”
After raking his face, he shoves TB onto the mat. Scifi Man gets to his feet and grabs nightmare from behind. He delivers a couple of knees to the gut of Nightmare before he bounces off the ropes and deliver a flying clothesline to take down the Xtreme champion. He waits for Nightmare to get up again before he takes him down this time with a nicely executed standing dropkick.
RK: “WOW! That dropkick looked like it was done by Bob Holly himself, JR!”
JR: “SFM is known for being a good all around wrestler. He might be a tag team specialist, but that doesn’t make him a one trick pony.”
The fans cheer loudly for SFM as he is on a roll inside the cage. Tony Bonito slowly gets to his feet, but he is met by some hard punches by SFM. SFM backs him into the corner and climbs on top of him. He starts to pound away on Bonito at the corner as the crowd counts along with each of his punches. On the count of ten, SFM mounts out of the corner as TB slumps further down on his corner. SFM turns his attention towards Nightmare, however, Nightmare grabs him and takes him down with a snapmare and delivers a hard kick on him at the back.
RK: “OUCH! That’s really gotta hurt the back of SFM.”
Nightmare looks at TB, who is still slumped at the corner and runs towards him. Once he reaches the corner, he delivers a missile dropkick to the face of TB. Once TB is taken care off, he goes back to SFM and hauls him up. However, the super hero starts to deliver some hard shots to the gut of Nightmare on his way up. He stuns Nightmare with a forearm to the face before he downs him with a discus punch. With Nightmare temporarily down, SFM goes to one knee and favors his back. He gets up yet again as Nightmare gets to a vertical base. He charges at Nightmare and takes him out with a enzugiri. The kick to the back of Nightmare’s head sends Nightmare to stumble onto the nearby corner of the cage and hit his head there before he turns around and flops over.
RK: “That was double head damage there on Nightmare. He got a kick to the back, and hit his face with the chain linked cage.”
SFM looks at the fallen Nightmare, but he should have just turned around. Because right now, Bonito sneaks behind SFM and takes him down with a german suplex bridge.
JR: “Here’s the match’s first pinfall attempt..1..2..and a kickout there by SFM.”
TB gets to his feet and charges at a recovering Nightmare. Before Nightmare could notice TB, he almost gets his head taken out of his body with a vicious clothesline from Bonito.
RK: “Yikes! That could have just decapitated nightmare there!”
Bonito picks up Nightmare and goes behind him. He takes him down with a german suplex before he rolls back up to his feet with Nightmare. For the second time in a row, he delivers a German suplex on the Xtreme champ. He gets to his feet with Nightmare and aims to get a third suplex, and he does!
JR: “Triple german suplex there by Bonito!”
Bonito gets to his feet and so does Scifi Man. SFM charges at Bonito and takes him out with a dropkick. Nightmare gets up, and also gets a dropkick for himself by SFM. SFM raises one of his arm in the air before he uses it to grab the neck of a recovering Tony Bonito.
RK: “Oh for the love of..”
SFM gives a thumbs up to the crowd and attempts to chokeslam TB. However, before he could send him down, TB pulls of a Chris Benoit and converts it into a crippler crossface.
JR: “Tony Bonito, taking a leaf out of Chris Benoit, just locked on a crossface on SFM!”
RK: “But here comes nightmare and he breaks it up!”
After Nightmare breaks up the submission hold, he starts to stomp on SFM. He picks up SFM and throws him into the cage. SFM falls down like a boy who just had a sugar rush and Nightmare turns around. Once he turned, TB is there to hit him with a hard chop to the chest. Nightmare gets hit with another chop, before he delivers a kick to the side of Bonito. After getting kicked, however, Bonito grabs Nightmare and rakes him in the face. While Nightmare turns around to hold his face, Bonito pulls him from the legs and makes him trip to the mat. He grabs one of NM’s legs before he slams it back to the mat. He pulls up the same leg again and this time he locks a single leg crab on his opponent.
JR: “Nightmare gets locked into a single leg crab right now by Tony Bonito. Remember folks, this match can end in submission, pinfall, or if someone escapes the cage.”
While Bonito locks on the submission move, SFM crawls towards the cage. He starts to climb up the cage and TB hears him. TB lets go of the hold and spots SFM making his way up behind. TB climbs to the nearby corner that happens to be on the same side where SFM is climbing. Once he reaches the top of the corner, he reaches out for SFM and grabs him by the leg. SFM tries to shake off TB’s grasp, but TB holds on and now holds him with both hands. Soon enough, TB pulls him down back to the mat. TB waits for SFM to get to his feet. He also sees Nightmare getting to his feet as well. Since both men were conveniently stood beside each other once they got up, TB gets off the corner and takes both men down with a flying shoulder block.
JR: “Bonito takes both men down!”
All three men are down on the mat, and the referee starts to check on all of them. Soon enough, both TB and Nightmare get to their feet and start to exchange blows. TB and Nightmare do a contest with each other as they hit the other man with punches and hard kicks to the body. Soon enough, SFM gets to his feet as well and all three men start to go at it inside the cage.
JR: “All three men are brawling inside the cage, King! This is turning out to be one helluva slobber knocker!”
RK: “You tell me, JR. WHOA!”
Nightmare stuns TB with a hard punch to the chin and sends him staggering back. SFM spins Nightmare around and hits him with an uppercut that also sends him staggering. SFM charges at both TB and NM, only to be caught in a flap jack onto the cage by both men. SFM crashes down the mat while TB and NM starts to punch and kick each other. TB catches a kick from Nightmare and takes him down with a single leg takedown. Soon enough, Tony Bonito slaps on the ankle lock.
JR: “He has the ankle locked in!!!”
RK: “Oh boy, its all over folks!”
Nightmare screams in pain as he tries to reach the nearby ropes. However, Tony Bonito pulls him out of the way and drags him into the middle of the cage. While Nightmare is locked in the submission move, we see SFM slowly getting to his feet. Tony Bonito still has the ankle locked and Nightmare seems to be ready to tap out. However, we see SFM on his feet and he charges at Tony Bonito. Soon enough, he makes TB let go after he kicks a shinning wizard kick to the Olympian.
JR: “Scifi Man forces Bonito to let it go! Bonito is down and SFM waits for Nightmare to get to his feet.”
SFM grabs Nightmare and sets him up for the spiral vortex. But in the middle of doing the move, Nightmare somehow counters it and delivers his finisher called ‘go to sleep’. SFM goes down hard on the canvas and Nightmare gets to his feet and looks down at the fallen opponent. He notices that TB was not lying nearby SFM and he wonders about TB’s whereabouts. Soon enough, someone grabs Nightmare and its TB. Bonito slams Nightmare hard on the canvas with the Nitoplex and goes for the pin.
JR: “NITOPLEX! The pin is made..1…2…3!!! TB wins this one!”
“Fury of the storm” hits the speakers as TB gets his hand raised in the middle of the cage.
JR: “Well I’d be damned, Bonito beat the odds tonight inside that steel cage. He had only about 1/3 of a chance to get outta that cage as the winner, King, but he did it.”
RK: “As much as Nightmare and SFM proved to be tough for TB, it still wasn’t enough for Bonito to lose a match. He is on a roll right now, JR, and you know it.”
JR: “I sure as hell know that, King. Wait a minute, it’s the nTo!!!”
TB looks at the stage and starts to run into the side of the cage to climb up. Chris Back and Starstorm runs down the ramp and gets into the cage and try to attack TB, but as soon as they got in, TB already climbed out of it. TB walks up back into the ramp as CB grabs the mic.
CB: “So just when you thought I was back at my own house, I show up here. Its simple, Tony, I’ve been here and the message you all saw earlier was just a pre-taped video to fool you. On Warzone's 30th show, you will be facing me and Starstorm in a six man tag match.”
TB stops his tracks on the ramp and has a shocked expression on his face.
CB: “Well, if you so happen to NOT find two partners for ya, its gonna have to be a 3-on-1 handicap match then. Like that Tony? You wanted a challenge…YOU JUST GOT IT!!!”
TB shakes his head in disapproval as X-WCW comes to a close.
The X-WCW goes on the air as we see some footages of its last show. The scene opens up to see Ignavus pinning GME inside the ring.
JR: “Here is the pin by Ignavus and he is about to retain his title 1…2..WHAT IN THE?!”
We see Otacon sliding into the ring with a chair and he smacks it across the back of Ignavus. The referee sees this and calls for the bell. The bell is rung and THII announces the outcome.
THII: “The winner and STILL X-WCW UW Champion as a result of a disqualification…IGNAVUS!!!”
JR: “That despicable piece of trash! He just came here just to disrupt this main event contest!”
RK: “NO! He came here to get a closer view of the match, idiot.”
Back in the ring, we see Otacon continuing his assault on Ignavus with the steel chair as he delivers three straight shots to the back of the champion. He drops the chair and picks up Ignavus and delivers the final impact. We hear Otacon’s voice over.
Otacon : “You know what, you two, I’ve been sick and tired of hearing all this hype about your match tonight. I am so sick and tired of being the one who is OUT of the title picture.”
With Ignavus down on the mat, Otacon focuses his sights on GME. He hauls Grandmaster E back to his feet before he as well gets a Final Impact for his troubles. Otacon looks at the carnage that he created inside the ring and leaves it for a while. He snatches the mic from THII before he grabs a nearby chair. He tosses the chair into the ring and he slides back there as well.
Otacon: “Further more, you two are nothing but pretenders to the X-WCW UW title..MY title!”
We see Otacon dragging the fallen Ignavus beside the equally unconscious Grandmaster E. There, he places one chair below the two men and grabs the other chair that lies on the side of the ring.
JR: “oh good heavens no! DON’T DO IT OTACON! DON’T!”
RK: “I guess he cant be stopped now, JR! He is one pissed of customer.”
We hear Otacon’s voice over yet again as he slowly raises up the steel chair while he has both Ignavus and GME all lined up.
Otacon: “Its mine dammit, and if you two wanna get in my way of retrieving it, then I’d guess I’d have to do something right now!”
After raising it, he quickly drops it onto the other chair to sandwich both men into a one-man con-chair-to!
JR: “WHAT A SICKENING THUD! DAMN YOU OTACON, DAMN YOU TA HELL!!!”
The scene fades as we hear an echo of ‘damn you ta hell’ by JR as we see a closeup shot of Otacon with a smirk on his face.
We go straight to the ringside area with no fireworks display cause we hear ‘fury of the storm’ blaring through the speakers. Soon enough, we get the usual explosion on the stage and Tony Bonito comes out. He goes to ringside wearing his usual red, white and blue sports jacket and pants. The fans start to rain in the boos and chant ‘nito sucks’ as he points up the sky as red, white and blue pyros shoots up from the stage.
JR: “Welcome to X-WCW Nitro! I’m James Russell and beside me as always is Randal King. We are here live at the Pepsi Center here at Denver Colorado. We got a crowd of 18,000 strong here and they cant wait for the matches to start off.”
RK: “Tonight, we are being graced by the presence of one of X-WCW’s best damn technical wrestler it has today, TONY BONITO! Hey JR, any idea why he is here at the start of the program?”
JR: “Aside from interfering in the usual fireworks display to kick off the show, I have no clue.”
Bonito enters the ring and grabs the mic from a ringside staffer. The fans continue to boo at him and go on with the ‘nito sucks’ chants as he begins to speak.
TB: “You know, since Nitro #18 and the last Warzone, I have proven to you all that I am the real f’n Olympian Tony Bonito. But as much as I love dominating in my matches, I gotta ask someone a question. Oh dear Mr. Back, if your in your cozy little office right now and listening to me speak, why do I have to go on and fight another jobber night in and night out? I tell ya, I need a CHALLENGE here bucko! I’m Tony Bonito, and let me remind you this, I am the best wrestler you got in the roster so you better show me some respect and give me a good match bucko!”
TB waits for CB’s response as we hear the voice overs of the announcers.
RK: “I wonder if the boss will show up, JR. As much as I respect Mr. Back, I cant blame him for NOT showing up cause Bonito is one tough SOB to mess with. I think the boss wont answer him right away tonight. Maybe backstage, later at the show, but not right now.”
JR: “Wheter or not that he is, these two hate each others guts. So there is no doubt that Back will answer Bonito sooner than later.”
Soon enough, we get a footage from the X-Tron and we see Christopher Back on his office.
CB: “Ah! Tony, I’m glad I can see you clearly here from my house. You see, the camera has been a bit too s*** of a problem at times to adjust but not tonight. As for your plea of a challenge, I can give that to you. Infact, tonight, you will face the next X-WCW Xtreme Champion Nightmare and one half of Final Frontier Scifi Man. Your match will be a non-title…STEEL CAGED MATCH!”
The fans cheer, however, we see Bonito not looking so happy inside the ring.
TB: “OH NO! I TOLD YOU IM SICK AND TIRED OF FACING THESE LOSERS! BACK! You better get your ass out here into ringside and just face me man to man!”
CB just smirks in the X-Tron and replies.
CB: “Now now, Tony. Save all that pent up energy tonight in the main event. Right now, I got my hands full with paperwork. But don’t worry though, on the X Rumble, I’ll be prepared for ya.”
The screen goes off as we see Tony Bonito not so pleased inside the ring.
JR: “Well, as much as the match sounded good with me and the fans for the main event, it seems like Bonito is not satisfied.”
RK: “He’s the best technical wrestler we have here in the X-WCW, and YET the boss books him with some mid-card talent like Nightmare and a joke like SFM? Hey, JR, I’d be pissed off as well.”
JR: “Well folks we gotta take a commercial break right now, but stay tuned!”
X-WCW goes to a commercial break as we see Tony Bonito storming out of the ringside area.
X-WCW TV Championship
Judge Death vs Sean Byrne(c)
”Out of the Silent Planet” hits, and Judge Death makes his entrance, receiving the usual ‘tweener response from the fans in attendance.
THII: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the X-WCW TV Championship! Introducing first: coming from the place known as Deadworld – JUDGE DEATH!”
The mixed response continues as Judge Death makes his way to the ring.
A short time after he enters it, “Iron Man” hits the PA system, and “The Boston Rocker” Sean Byrne makes his entrance, receiving a loud face pop.
THII: “And his opponent: from Boston, Massachusetts, he is the reigning and defending X-WCW TV Champion – SEAN BYRNE!”
And the cheering continues as Byrne makes his way to the ring, passing his belt to the referee after entering it.
The bell rings, and both men tie up in the middle. The significantly larger Byrne gains the advantage quickly, throwing JD back toward the back right corner. As JD bounces off the turnbuckles, Byrne catches him and attempts to deliver a body slam, but JD lands on his feet behind Byrne, and in a freakish show of power, JD lifts Byrne up, dropping him into a reverse brainbuster!
JD then goes for the first pinfall of the encounter thus far.
RK: “1…. 2…. NO!”
JR: “There’s still a long way to go, provided no interference is forthcoming!”
Having kicked out, Byrne gets up quickly, but JD renews his attack right away, jumping on Byrne’s back and locking in a sleeper hold. The effect, though, is only temporary: after about ten seconds, Byrne backs into the front left corner, sandwiching JD between himself and the turnbuckles.
Having now released Byrne, JD charges at him once more, only for Byrne to catch him and bring him to the mat with a hard powerslam. Byrne then goes for a pinfall of his own.
RK: “1…. 2…. CLOSE!”
JR: “Pretty evenly matched so far, I must say!”
RK: “Come on Byrne! Get yourself DQ’ed! Let’s see another new TV!”
JR: “Stop it! Please.”
Byrne allows JD to rise again, and Byrnes tries to take JD down with a short arm clothesline, but JD ducks it, getting behind Byrne and launching into a German release suplex. And before Byrne can get up again, JD grabs Byrne’s right leg, turning Byrne on his stomach and locking him in a half crab submission hold!
JR: “Bah Gawd! Judge Death’s right on his game tonight!”
RK: “His ring positioning in this case is pretty good too! We might be seeing a title change sooner rather than later!”
Sure enough, JD is holding Byrne close to the middle of the ring, but after about twenty seconds, Byrne starts to edge toward the right ropes, eventually reaching the bottom rope after another fifteen seconds and causing the hold to be broken.
Byrne rises again, clutching his right knee, and as JD goes to attack Byrne again, an unwelcome visitor – carrying a steel chair – makes his stage entrance….
JR: “OH CRAP! It’s Seith Helloct!”
RK: “He and Judge Death have been having issues lately, but considering the situation at hand, I don’t know who he’s going to attack! Can you say ‘Dusty Finish’, JR?”
JR: “Of course I can, King, but I won’t!”
RK: “Spoilsport!”
And as JD – who has now struck Byrne with an unseen low blow – whips Byrne to the left ropes, Seith seizes the opportunity to strike. As Byrne hits the left ropes, Seith slams his chair right into the Boston Rocker’s face!
The referee calls for the bell, and the fans boo loudly, while JD remains perplexed at this turn of events.
THII: “Here’s your winner – as a result of a disqualification – SEAN BYRNE!”
With this announcement, Seith Helloct bursts into laughter, and Judge Death becomes furious. As the referee hands the TV Title belt back to the downed Byrne, JD goes after Seith, and both men proceed to fight each other, all the way to the backstage area!
JR: “The fans are right! This sucks!”
RK: “Look on the bright side: at least the fan pandering sissy still has his belt!”
JR: “I wouldn’t say that to his face, King. Remember the Grandmaster E incident?”
RK: “Don’t remind me, JR! We’ll be back!”
The fans continue to chant “This sucks!” as Nitro goes to the commercial break
Backstage
X-WCW goes back from the commercial break and we see TGO and KB in their locker room sitting down on separate couches. On their respective hands, are video game controllers and they seem to be busy in playing with their video game.
TGO: “DAMN! That was a close one, take that one outta there!”
KB: “I got it buddy!”
TGO: “WHOA! WATCHOUT! ITS…OH..dang!”
TGO slams his controller on the floor and looks a bit upset. KB turns off the video game and pats his partner on the shoulder.
KB: “Ayo, take it easy man, its just mortal kombat: shaolin monks yeah? I mean, don’t feel sore that we lost to the CPU.”
TGO slowly shakes his head before he looks back at KB.
TGO: “Yeah, I, see. Sorry bro, but I seem to take the losin a bit hard these days. No offense, even though you beat me, I still feel a bit bad about it. I mean, look at me Karl, I was supposed to be on top of the X-WCW after I made a good run during my debut here. Now, what am I? Just playin second fiddle to you, the US champ.”
KB stands up and looks at TGO
KB: “Yo! Don’t you even say dat bro! That match with you and me, could have gone either way and I just got the lucky win. You are not the second fiddle of dis title, remember dat. Infact, I consider you’re my equal. We are da Thrillaz! We all equal yo!”
KB looks at the fridge before he has a sly grin on his face.
KB: “Know what could really help us in dis time a need?”
TGO has the same grin on his face as he stands up as well. Soon enough, both of them say it at the same time.
KB and TGO: “GATORADE!!!”
KB heads towards the fridge and pops up two Gatorade bottles from the fridge and toss one to TGO. The scene fades as we go back to the next match.
De’Si Nidea vs Seith Helloct
At ringside, THII is inside the ring with the mic on her hand.
THII: “The following match is scheduled for one fall!!!”
The laser show starts to happen on stage as we hear the old star wars theme on the speakers. Soon enough, De’Si Nidea appears on the ringside area with a few ‘NERD’ chants.
THII: “Introducing first, he weighs in at 180 lbs. From Commenor, a colony of the Core Worlds, DE’SI NIDEA!!!”
Nidea continues to make his geeky way down the ring as we get some voice overs from the commentators.
JR: “Welcome back to Nitro! Up next, we got a match between Seith Helloct and De’Si Nidea.”
RK: “Do you smell it JR? I smell blood, and it’s the blood of one star wars geek.”
JR: “I am not sure this kid is a geek. Given, he was man-handled by Tony Bonito, but he is a good wrestler.”
RK: “What makes you say THAT?”
JR: “Well, what IF he really has the power of the force?”
RK: “That possibility is smaller than his possibility to get laid this year.”
Nidea slowly enters the ring and goes to the nearby corner. There, he struggles to climb up the top rope, but he manages to make it to the top. He raises one of his fists in the air before he slowly goes down from the corner.
RK: “LOOK! He cant even climb up!”
JR: “Believe me, King, he is just hiding his true nature. Just like any jedi..”
RK: “Just like any nerd I’d see passing up the corner, I’d just have to slap that off your face right now JR. Lucky for you, I am a Star Wars fan as well.”
JR: “Not to mention, I got laid first than you did.”
RK: “So, I was a bit of a jock fodder during my teens, unlike you!”
Nidea looks at the stage and waits for his challenger. All of a sudden “The Crows” by Dark Lotus hits the speakers and the lights go out. Soon enough, they go back again and Seith Helloct appears on the ring, opposite side to De’Si Nidea.
THII: “Uhm, and the opponent, SEITH HELLOCT!!!”
The fans boo at Helloct as he just stares down at Nidea.
JR: “Helloct has made it a point to just go straight ahead inside the ring when the lights were out.”
RK: “I guess he’s a bit blind with the lights on, so he figured it’d be easier for him to go here with no lights. Either that, or he is one messed up fella.”
Inside the ring, Seith just stares a hole at the intimidated De’Si Nidea from across the ring. Soon enough, the bell rings to start off the match. Seith takes off his trench coat and both men go to the center of the ring. Nidea extends his hand nervously at Seith for a handshake. Seith just looks at the hand extended by Nidea before he slowly looks back at his opponent. Before Nidea could respond, Seith takes him down with a hard punch to the face.
RK: “That was one hard punch!”
De’Si Nidea slowly picks himself up while Seith grabs him and delivers some hard forearms to the face. He tries to whip him into the corner, but Nidea somehow reverses it. Nidea follows Seith over the corner, but Seith stops himself on the corner and hits De’Si Nidea with a hard back elbow to the face. De’Si gets stunned for a while before Seith turns around and takes him down with a hard clothesline. Seith picks up Nidea and lifts him up into a fireman’s position. Slowly, he mounts Nidea onto the top turnbuckle and takes a step back. Soon enough, he kicks Nidea hard on the stomach and makes him fall off the top rope.
JR: “That was one innovative spot there, King. He hangs his opponent on the top turnbuckle and makes him fall down with a mighty kick to the stomach.”
RK: “I just hope Nidea didn’t eat before his match, if he did, we might see some bits of carrots spewin outta his mouth.”
Nidea holds his stomach in pain while Seith looks over his fallen opponent. He delivers a kick to the back of Nidea before he picks him up. Nidea tries to fight back and surprises Seith with a jawbreaker. While Seith is down, Nidea goes down on one knee and clutches his stomach.
RK: “He momentarily has Seith on the ground, but it seems like Nidea’s mid-section area aint in a good spot JR. Right now, it can be a huge target for Seith at any point of this match.”
Nidea gets to his feet and approaches Seith. Helloct gets hauled up to a vertical base and Nidea hits some forearms to the face of his opponent. He tries to whip him across the ropes, but Seith blocks it and pulls Nidea in. Once Nidea is near, he gets a hard knee to the mid-section and falls down yet again.
RK: “Just when you thought Nidea had the edge in this match, Seith just gives it to him.”
JR: “Nidea is down and he is hurting there like a wounded animal.”
Seith picks up Nidea and locks him in an abdominal stretch. Nidea starts to squeal like a pig as Seith applies the submission maneuver onto him. The referee asks Nidea if he submits to the move, but the nerd shakes his head violently to say “NO!” in response.
RK: “He may look like a geek, JR, but we just couldn’t doubt his manliness right now. Damn! He aint quitting?”
JR: “He is one resilient athlete, King, that’s a sign of a true wrestler here in the X-WCW.”
Seith finally lets go of the submission hold and throws Nidea to the mat. Seith looks at his fallen opponent crawl towards the ropes and has a smirk on his face. Seith follows him over there and kicks him hard on the stomach. Nidea rolls around the mat in pain while the fans boo at Seith loudly.
JR: “This is just arrogance here by Seith. He knows his opponent is badly hurt in the early going, and he has still used the time to taunt him.”
Seith picks up De’Si Nidea from the mat and sets him up for his finisher. However, before he could deliver the DDT, he drops Nidea and goes towards the ropes. Seith looks a bit interrupted by the stage and once the camera pans over there, we see why. Judge Death, who is now on the stage, stands there and looks at Seith. Seith points at Death and mouths off something along the lines of ‘better not steal my twinkie!’ before he turns around. Once he turns around, however, De’Si Nidea rolls him up for the pin.
JR: “Rollup pin 1..2..3! OH BAH GAWD! NIDEA DID THE IMPOSSIBLE!”
RK: “Impossible? I kinda like Seith now, JR, but I still think Nidea had a good chance against him.”
Nidea’s music hits the speakers and Seith Helloct gets to his feet and looks a bit shocked with the outcome. He looks at the stage, where JD was supposed to be, but he left already. An angry Seith Helloct looks back at De’Si Nidea and spins him around as the referee raises his hand. Once the referee got out of the way, Seith kicks Nidea on the gut and delivers the raven effect DDT.
RK: “You know, Cole told me that Nidea said to him that it would feel very good to have his first victory here in the X-WCW soon enough. Well, he got his win tonight, but I guess Nidea’s first victory in the X-WCW won’t feel so good afterall with that DDT.”
Nidea holds his head in pain while Seith Helloct stands over him with a glare. He looks back at the stage with the same angry look on his face. X-WCW goes to a commercial break while Seith continues to snarl in rage.
Backstage
We go backstage and we see Cole Ryan with SFM.
CR: “Welcome back to X-WCW Nitro! Right now, we got with us one half of the tag team Final Frontier…SCIFI MAN!”
SFM gives a big thumbs up to the cameras before he looks back at CR.
CR: "Scifi Man, tonight, you will be facing Nightmare and Tony Bonito inside a steel cage match. After experiencing going through a TLCC match, how do you think you can fare well fighting inside a steel cage?"
SFM: "Citizen Cole, I have seen my share of the steel. She is a cold, unforgiving mistress. Unmovable, and unbreakable. Probably just a great a threat as my opponents tonight.
CR: "Tony Bonito, obviously, you have a score to settle with him after he beat up your partner Autobot Jazz in the previous Nitro. In this match, you also have the current X-WCW Xtreme Champion, Nightmare. Do you have any opinions on Nightmare as well?"
SFM: "Citizen Bonito put on a great match with AJ, but he crossed the line with that unprovoked attack after the match. He will face his uppance one day. Citizen Nightmare is a dangerous individual. He has proven his worth and has claimed the Xtreme Championship. Tonight, I will face these two superb and dangerous athletes. In doing, so I will also get a chance to prove myself as a singles wrestler and dispense justice as it needs to be dispensed."
CR: "Finally, it’s the new year already. SFM, do YOU have any new years resolutions?"
SFM: "Of course I do. I vow to continue my ways of justice and also aim for X-WCW gold, whether it be single or tag team gold. Good day, Citizen Cole."
Sci-Fi Man then leaps away off screen. Thanks to some fancy camera angles, it appears SFM flew off screen.
The Stix Brothers vs The Lost Brothers
The show takes us back to ringside for the next match.
JR: “Alright, folks, get ready for some top-notch tag-team action!”
RK: “How the hell you can manage to be so optimistic in the face of such crap I'll never know.”
A wailing piano dirge assaults our unfortunate ears as two masked, bulky individuals step out from behind the curtain, glaring balefully at those who thought it was clever to get ringside seats for this evening's show. They are now regretting that decision.
THII: “The following tag-team contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Parts Unknown, at a combined weight of 700 pounds...Damien and Dante, the Stix Brothers!”
The brothers’ step in unison, side by side, with body language so mirrored that they could almost be machines, spawned from the same production line for the same purpose. They slide under the bottom rope and raise their arms in the centre of the ring, still appearing to be doing naught but fulfilling a preset list of instructions.
JR: “You've gotta believe that these two have a bright future, or should I say, a grim and stormy future ahead of them here in the X-WCW...”
RK: “Stix? What kinda jerkoff name is that? Why would anyone want that as a surname? I mean, that only works if your first name is...ooh, I don't know...”
JR: “Thank you, God.”
RK: “No, wait, I got it! Walking or Pickup! Yeah, so from now on, the bigger one is Walking Stix and his more normal-sized brother is Fiddle Stix. Much better.”
As the piano nears its mournful crescendo, an X-WCW backstage tech guy quietly places a bundle of bright red TNT sticks atop the ramp, lights the fuse, and runs away. Altogether now...KER-BOOM!
JR: “WHOA!”
RK: >swearing<
Without sharing a single word, Dante Stix steps onto the apron whilst Damien turns to face the entranceway, awaiting the next victims to enter his unholy domain. And wait for long he does not have to, as 'Be My Frankenstein' soon begins to blare over the PA...
TH: “And the opponents...accompanied by Real American, also from Parts Unknown...”
RK: “Ah, Parts Unknown...beautiful place, went there last spring break.”
TH: “At a combined weight of 700 pounds, again...Mike and Mark Daniels, the Lost Boys!”
The boys come hopping out - yes, hopping, because they're hopping mad - onto the stage, waving their arms wildly and screaming things with poor grammar and worse spelling. Mike is kitted out in a silvery catsuit and yellow hard-hat, as previously modelled by the Beastie Boys in the 'Intergalactic' video, whilst Mark has fishnets, a purple miniskirt and a cardboard box on his head. Without eye holes. As they amble down to the ring, RA marches behind them, arms crossed in a very authorative fashion that's undone by his signature stars-&-stripes thong and a big red cape with an enormous raised collar. A bit like Ming the Merciless, and just as subtle.
JR: “Ah...well...hmm.”
RK: “If you're struggling to come up with anything good to say...just forget it.”
JR: “Can I? Thanks.”
The Lost Boys reach the ring, with Mike getting right up in Damien's face and waggling his hands in a most derogatory manner, whilst Mark runs up the steps as fast as he can and hits the corner post at high speed, then falls to the ground, painfully. Real American simply looks on, imperiously. Maybe as a display of his all-consuming eminence. Maybe because he's not paying attention. Maybe we should stop foolishly trying to analyse his oh-so-complex character and get on with the show. Sid Greene gestures to the timekeeper, the bell is rung, and Mike decides to start with some knife-edge chops, which elicit the usual 'Wooo's from the crowd, but virtually no reaction from Damien Stix, who continues to stare at his slightly-taller opponent in a chilling, Voorhees-esque fashion. Mike skips back and spits on one hand, fully intending to smack the taste out of Damien's mouth, but the larger Stix catches him with a Throat Thrust Uppercut, sending Mike crashing down to the mat, where Damien continues the assault by trodding upon Mike's throat, slowly and painfully.
JR: “I've heard true horror stories about the sadistic tendencies of Damien Stix – “
RK: “You mean Walking Stix.”
JR: “No, no I don't. And I think a few new stories will be heard around the campfires after tonight!”
Mark suddenly jumps over the ropes and into the ring, ignoring the ref's complaints about not getting a tag, and charges at Damien...roughly. Actually, his aim's off by a few feet, and he trips over his brother's prone form before guillotining himself on the middle rope. Dante connects with a raised knee on Mark's cardboard-coated face, and he rolls out of the ring again, reeling. Damien pulls Mike to his feet, hoists him onto one shoulder with not a little effort, and plants him dead-centre on the canvas with a Running Powerslam!
JR: “Bah gawd, what an impact!”
RK: “I'm gonna keep count of how many times you say that, y'know.”
JR: “Encouraging me to diversify?”
RK: “No, just something to help get the boredom out of my head.”
Oddly, Damien doesn't press home his advantage, and instead stands back, waiting for Mike to get back up.
RK: “Ooh, Walking Stix has a plan!”
JR: “You're interested now?”
RK: “Nah - just felt like saying 'Walking Stix' again. I am the Pun King!”
Mike roars in beastly rage, and scores with a snap DDT - but Damien rolls through it, and right back to his feet, then turns to stare at Mike again, keeping his poker face intact...oh wait, he's got a mask. Uh...he keeps his poker mask intact. Which probably isn't difficult. Mike roars again, and dashes forward with a Big Boot that Damien catches on the chin - but he doesn't fall, and Mike overbalances, toppling backwards onto his behind. This gets a fair amount of chuckling from the crowd, before Real American silences them with a pelvic thrust.
RK: “We should employ him as our security chief. Much better use for his...uh...talents?”
JR: “Yeah, and it'd limit his screen time too...and Damien soaks up another move - is he trying to wear out his opponent?”
All hail James Russell, master of the bleedin' obvious, as Damien falls prey to Mike's Cradle Suplex but once more returns to his vertical base without showing any signs of injury. Mike, now panting heavily, attempts a Diamond Cutter-style neckbreaker, only for Damien to hoist him up into the air, wrap one arm around his neck and bring him down into a steep-angle Reverse DDT!
JR: “Sweet Lord almighty!”
RK: “What?”
JR: “I'm not giving you an excuse to count my catchphrases. And OH MY CRUMPET!”
Mark rolled into the ring again, and actually managed to move in Damien's general direction this time, but wound up with both of Damien's hands around his throat, and a toss straight into - and over - one of the turnbuckles for his trouble. Damien looks around, thinking, then opts to tag in his brother.
JR: “Dante Stix now the legal man – “
RK: “It's Fiddle Stix! At last!”
Dante walks calmly over to Mike and picks him up - only to be shoved into one of the corners! Mike laughs at Dante's shock, then hoists him up onto the top rope and stands up there himself, shouting something illegible and irrelevant...
JR: “Well, I didn't see that coming!”
RK: “What, him managing to do something right?”
JR: “And that 'something' is a finisher, I believe!”
Indeed, Mike hooks up for his top-rope Frankensteiner - but Dante shoves him away with one big palm, knocking Mike down to the mat. Dante follows up with a Diving Knee Drop, his knee driving into Mike's solar plexus before he rolls comfortably away, leaving Mike wheezing like a bagpipe on its last legs. That was a pretty poor analogy, I'll admit.
JR: “Son of a retarded ostrich, that had to have done some serious damage!”
RK: “Go, Fiddle Stix!”
JR: “Believe it or not, folks, Randal is actually jumping around with glee as he speaks.”
RK: “...Am not.”
Mark dashes into the ring again - why won't he go away?! - but gets caught by the flames of Dante's Inferno - which is no mere euphemism, as Dante Stix actually spits fire from his mouth, setting Mark's tasteful cardboard box head alight! Mark, understandably, panics and stumbles back outside.
JR: “In the name of Odin, flames just shot out of Dante's mouth!”
RK: “Fiddle Stix has magical powers - and what's this Odin stuff?”
JR: “I don't know, I'm running out of good ideas...”
RK: “In the meantime - stop, drop and roll, moron boy!”
Mark proceeds to beat himself senseless on the safety railing. He loses consciousness with his hat still ablaze.
RK: “Well, at least that's one imperfection hopefully cleansed from the gene-pool.”
Mike Daniels finally struggles to his feet and, with a defiant face, cries "You killed me, but now my brother will kill you!" which, sadly, is the most understandable thing he's said all night. He charges forward with the fury of ancients, but trips on nothing in particular and falls straight into Dante's waiting arms. Dante heaves him up into a Suplex, but stalls at the vertical point...while Damien steps in, rebounds from the ropes, then leaps up and delivers a mighty Spear to the upside-down Mike Daniels!
JR: “By the Hoary Hosts of Hoggoth, it's Hell's Fury!”
RK: “Fiddle Sti - wait, now you're quoting Doctor Strange?”
JR: “Erm...”
RK: “And you called me a geek...hypocrite.”
Damien stands back as Dante leisurely gets the pin - 1, 2, 3! Ding-a-ding!
TH: “Here are your winners, the Stix Brothers”!
JR: “A comfortable, decisive victory for - wait, what's RA doing?”
RK: “Dying?”
The Stix Brothers look across to one of the turnbuckles, warily, as Real American climbs atop it.
JR: “No, I think he's got something else in mind.”
With a howl of "VEENJANZ!!!1!!11!!1one!" which we can only assume means roughly the same as "VENGEANCE!" RA flies up, and comes down with a brutal Diving Elbow Drop!
JR: “...On a standing opponent? And ow!”
RK: “Ha!”
Not only is RA's choice of attack perhaps slightly impaired, he also falls a good two metres short of his targets and possibly dislocates his shoulder on impact. The brothers Stix stare at him in dispassionate interest for a few moments, before leaving the ring and heading backstage.
JR: “Well, with such pain administered, perhaps this is the last we'll see of Real American and the Lost Boys for a while...”
RK: “Oh, please. If wishes were fishes, that one would be a three-eyed mutant strain of one of those giant sharks that've been extinct for about seventy million years.”
JR: “Meaning?”
RK: “Not gonna happen.”
After the camera cuts between shots of an immobile Mike Daniels, a severely crispy Mark Daniels who's finally getting medical attention, and Real American rocking back and forth whilst cradling his knee - yes, his knee - we cut to a commercial about euthanasia. Because clearly, some people should consider it.
Backstage
Nitro comes back and we go to the backstage area. The scene opens up in a very dark room where sounds of some generators in the background. Soon enough, some light source out of the screen shines down on a figure that resembled Nightmare. On his shoulder, we notice that the X-WCW Xtreme title is placed over it.
NM: “Tonight, it will be me and two other people inside that steel cage. Now as much as taking one man apart inside the ring let alone a cage would be fun, I know it will be much better to show pure living hell to TWO people at the same time. Scifi Man, you stand for every man who sought after the morals and high hopes of these people. However, you should realize that all your beliefs are nothing but delusions in your head. No one will ever consider you a ‘super hero’, especially not after I will break every bone in your body with my well placed kicks and punches on your body. Inside that ring, SFM, your nothing but a mere mortal that will see his life possibly end in my hands.”
Nightmare then has a smirk on his face as he continues.
NM: “Tony Bonito, ah, the self proclaimed Olympian here in the X-WCW. Inside that cage, Bonito, your award winning career wont save you from the nightmare that is the truth. The truth is, your washed up already, past the prime of your career. Tonight, its MY night! Tonight, I will show you and all of these people, just why I am the new Xtreme title. SFM and Tony Bonito, inside that cage, I will show you all how Xtreme this champion can be.”
The scene fades as we go back to the ringside area.
Fragile Minds vs Powerbomb
”Land of Confusion” hits the PA system, and the team of Vanish, Thornn and Absinthe – The Fragile Minds, now back in X-WCW under their original name – make their entrance, receiving a decidedly mixed response.
THII: “The following is a 3-on-2 Tag Team Match, and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, the team of Vanish, Thornn and Absinthe – THE FRAGILE MINDS!”
The indifferent response continues as the trio make their way to the ring and enter it. Once this happens, “Rollin’” hits, and Powermaster and Bombshell – PowerBomb – make their stage appearance, and both men are cheered wildly.
THII: “And their opponents: the team of Powermaster and Bombshell – POWERBOMB!”
The cheers continue as PowerBomb make their way to the ring. Once they’re inside, the bell rings to officially commence the match, with Vanish and PM starting for their respective teams.
Both men stalk each other around the ring for about fifteen seconds before finally tying up in the middle. The tie up doesn’t last long, though, as the larger, more powerful PM breaks it with a few well-placed right and left hands to Vanish’s body.
PM follows this up with an Irish whip, sending Vanish to the front ropes. PM then attempts a boot to the face on Vanish’s rebound, but Vanish ducks it, and on the second rebound, Vanish launches into a hurricanrana.
However, PM doesn’t go with it: he stops Vanish’s fall, swinging him up and around and dropping Vanish into a spinout powerbomb! PM then goes for the pin.
RK: “1…. 2…. Absinthe breaks it with a swanton bomb!”
JR: “Off the turnbuckle, I might add!”
As the referee instructs Absinthe to leave the ring and wait to be tagged in, both PM and Vanish get up. PM is still smarting from the swanton bomb from Absinthe, and Vanish takes advantage of this by wrenching PM’s arm and bringing him to the Fragile Minds’ corner.
Vanish tags Thornn into the contest while keeping the arm wrench on PM locked in, and Thornn grabs PM’s other arm, leading to a whip to the front ropes. PM rebounds, and he ducks the double clothesline attempt by both Fragile Minds members, turning around and goozling both his opponents (Shame on you if you don’t know what a goozle is! – GE).
PM goes to deliver twin chokeslams on both opponents, but on the lift, both Vanish and Thornn reverse the moves into stereo dropkicks, bringing PM to the mat quickly. Vanish leaves the ring, and the legal man Thornn continues the onslaught on PM, grabbing both of PM’s legs and locking him in a Boston crab!
RK: “The Fragile Minds could be making their comeback with a bang if Thornn can get Powermaster to submit!”
JR: “You sometimes forget just how big and powerful Powermaster is! He can power out of this, and I think he’s starting to now!”
After about ten seconds in the hold, PM manages to straighten his legs and bring Thornn to the mat face first. Despite the continued pain, PM stands up, but before he can make the hot tag to BS, Thornn delivers a nasty dropkick to PM’s legs, bringing him down again.
PM reaches for BS once again, but Thornn pulls PM back into the centre of the ring by his legs and locks him in another Boston crab!
RK: “HA HA HA HA! I LOVE this strategy!”
JR: “Strategy? More like a screwjob, if you ask me! Look at Absinthe!”
Sure enough, Absinthe has the attention of the referee, slowly removing what little clothing she has on. This enables Vanish to re-enter the ring and get a few cheap shots on the hurting PM.
And as soon as BS enters the ring to try and even the odds, Absinthe stops her striptease and points at BS, causing the referee to send BS – but not Vanish – back to the outside.
JR: “What a lot of nice, fair, impartial refereeing. NOT!”
RK: “Disregard that last word, folks!”
Vanish and Thornn continue to double team PM, bringing him to his feet and double whipping him to the front ropes again. Instead of rebounding, though, PM scrambles to his corner, finally managing to tag BS into the contest.
BS then starts to clean house in the ring, knocking Vanish and Thornn down several times each in quick succession with left and right hands. By this time, the crowd is chanting “Let’s go PowerBomb!”, but Absinthe comes up with an idea to stop the momentum. She takes a sip from her bottle and holds her hand out for a tag, with her cheeks still full.
JR: “Oh crap! This can NOT be good for Bombshell!”
RK: “I have a feeling we’re about to see some mist! Absinthe Mist, to be exact! HA!”
Thornn tags Absinthe into the contest, then both he and Vanish clear the ring in a hurry, going straight after a still hurting PM on the outside. Unfortunately for BS, the referee turns his attention to the brawl on the outside, and while BS turns to see what’s going on, Absinthe walks up behind him.
BS then makes the critical mistake of turning to face Absinthe, who spits the Absinthe Mist in his face before delivering a hard kick to BS’ groin, flooring him in an instant. Absinthe turns the injured BS over on his back, and she then calls out to the referee, who turns to make the final count of the match.
RK: “1…. 2…. 3! YES! What a great win that was!”
JR: “The Fragile Minds have stolen a victory here, in the most insulting way possible! And I thought the rollup pins in another company were bad enough!”
RK: “Don’t mention the name of that company, JR! They could have lawyers right behind us, for all we know!”
JR: “Don’t worry, King: I won’t!”
Naturally, the crowd is furious with the result as Terri makes the announcement….
THII: “Here are your winners – THE FRAGILE MINDS!”
The crowd boos the result, launching into a loud “BULLSHIT!” chant as Vanish, Thornn and Absinthe – having beaten down PM on the outside – proceed to beat down BS on the inside. The referee tries in vain to stop the beating, but he is simply thrown aside by Thornn.
JR: “What a shambles this is. The Fragile Minds are back in X-WCW, and they don’t care whose feathers they’ve ruffled!”
RK: “Just as it should be, if you ask me! I wish we had a dozen more teams like them!”
JR: “Stop it!”
RK: “We’ll be right back!”
Nitro goes to another commercial break.
Recorded Earlier
We go back from the commercial break to see a footage from the X-WCW Studios which was said to be ‘taped earlier’ by the looks of it. On two separate chairs, we see R.E. Rage and Cole Ryan.
CR: “Welcome to the X-WCW Studios. Today, we got R.E Rage as our guest.”
Rage: “Its good to be here, Cole.”
Cole is seen shuffling his papers before he continues.
CR: “Well I heard you will not be in tonight’s scheduled Nitro, how come?”
Rage looks at CR for a while before he responds.
Rage: “I got better things to do here in the X-WCW than face RA for the 183457th time and win…AGAIN. Tonight, Mr. Back decided to give me an option. Its either I go in the arena and face RA yet again, or I just stay at home and watch. Given, I have returned to the X-WCW for a challenge, yet it’s the X-WCW itself that denies me of my privilege. Oh well, if they want to deprive me of my challenges, I will deprive their fans to see one of the greatest wrestlers of all time in the X-WCW ring. You screw R.E. Rage, R.E. Rage screws ya back, its that simple.”
CR: “We all know that you’re a close associate with Brett Rayne. Although he has been absent in the recent X-WCW shows, any word from him?”
Rage: “Yes, infact we just spoke to each other on the phone last night. He told me he still has some family issues he had to deal with in the past couple of weeks. Rest assured, he will be back soon in the X-WCW.”
CR: “So since your taking a night off from Nitro, what are your plans on the next X-WCW show?”
Rage: “If Christopher Back actually lets me into a match with NO RA, then I will gladly fight seeing that it wont waste my time. That’s all there is to it Cole. Far too long, the X-WCW has been missing a piece of itself, and that piece was me. Now that R.E. Rage is back, I will show just what the X-WCW was missing. You know what, it doesn’t matter if D-Extreme is gone or Grandmaster E will leave soon or even that slouch Ignavus. Cause with R.E. Rage back in the X-WCW, you know for sure the ratings would skyrocket and that my friend, is called the ‘Rage Effect’.”
CR: “Thank you for your time, now lets go back to our regularly scheduled program.”
Double 4 Tournament-Finals
The Devils' Rejects vs The Twisted Hunters
We go back to ringside and 'We Won't Die' and 'Mutant X' are mangled together over the PA system, quickly driving the audience into forming several enormous mosh pits. Pity the children in attendance tonight.
TH: "The following tag-team contest is scheduled for one fall! On their way to the ring...from Detroit, Michigan, at a combined weight of 366 pounds...Ken and Jake, the Twiztid Hunters!"
Wearing tattered rags on top of their typical attire, the Hunter brothers appear on the stage and start to shimmy back and forth, hands raised like claws out to one side. The crowd laughs and applauds as they expertly perform the rest of the 'Thriller' dance routine.
JR: "I see the Hunters are trying to psyche out their, shall we say, graveyard-favouring opponents for tonight..."
RK: "I just thought they were being dumb. And that stinkin' zombie cop turd thing isn't coming out here, is he?"
JR: "Uh, no, it's Casus Crevious and Reaper."
RK: "Well, there's an easier definition for them - goths."
JR: "And the Hunters are...?"
RK: "Emo kids!"
JR: "I can always depend on you for rude generalisations, can't I?"
Jake Hunter slides into the ring whilst Ken runs headfirst into one of the corner posts and falls head over heels. Jake rolls around on the mat laughing whilst Ken struggles to his feet, uncrossing his eyes.
RK: "Well, at least they amuse themselves..."
The PA is briefly silenced, before the hills come alive with the sound of 'Master of Puppets'. The crowd's mood sharply sours as two shadowy figures appear on the moodily lit stage.
TH: "And the opponents...at a combined weight of 553 pounds...from Parts Unknown, Reaper...from Mount Olympus, Casus 'Crimson' Crevious...the Devil's Rejects!"
The Rejects stride most viciously down the ramp, Reaper resting his baseball bat – which is engraved with the Black Runes Of Ultimate Darkness, which...do something dark – on his shoulder, whilst Casus raises his scythe threateningly at anyone foolish enough to try and touch him.
JR: "You know, I'm curious to see how this match will pan out. Recently, these two teams have formed an alliance of sorts, but tonight they're competing for a clear prize - victory in the Double 4 tournament. Will the partnership combust, or have they formulated a plan in advance?"
RK: "Astoundingly, I don't care. And what's more, I don't think those Hunter guys know what the word 'plan' means, anyway."
As the Rejects enter the ring, senior ref Sid Greene demands that they surrender their weapons. This earns him nothing but glares powerful enough to reduce him to a tiny speck of dirt - metaphorically, of course - whilst Casus takes his sweet time removing his flowing, hooded cloak. Meanwhile, the Hunters are trying to decide who'll go in the ring first with a quick round of Gin Rummy. Or maybe just Snap. By the time they're done - with Jake doing a little victory dance as Ken sulks on the apron - Casus is waiting in the centre of the ring, with Reaper having quietly stepped out onto the apron, laying the team's signature weapons carefully upon the nearest ring steps.
JR: "It's fascinating to see the difference in style between these teams, even over as small a matter as preparing to fight..."
RK: "You know what else is fascinating? New episodes of Lost. Guess which I'd rather be watching."
As the bell rings, Casus and Jake exchange sly smirks. Jake looks back towards Ken with raised eyebrows, and receives a nod of assent from his brother. This is greeted with suspicious murmuring from the crowd.
JR: "Aha! The game is afoot!"
RK: "No, the game is HHH. Who's more well known for the size of his nose, not his feet."
JR: "I...really can't tell if you're joking."
Jake raises one hand to his forehead and performs an exaggerated comedy faint, leaving him spread-eagled on the canvas with his tongue hanging out. Casus lazily rests one foot on his chest and gestures at the ref to make the count, which he does, reluctantly.
JR: "I knew it! I knew they were gonna steal this thing somehow!"
RK: "Good strategy."
JR: "You don't honestly believe that, do you?"
RK: "No, but it's fun to steal your phrases and use them against you. HA!"
The count goes 1, 2 and 3-NO! Jake jerks up, hooks Casus' leg, and folds him over into a schoolboy pin!
JR: "Wha?!"
RK: "Suckered!"
Surprised, Casus still manages to kick out after 2. Jake dashes back to his corner and makes a tag to Ken, who quickly begins going to town on Casus with hammer blows to the spine. Meanwhile, Jake bounces off the ropes, runs at Reaper - who's only just come to his senses after expecting an easy win - and pulls off a Diving Clothesline, knocking Reaper off the apron and sending them both sprawling to the floor! The crowd loves it!
JR: "I really thought they'd gone for the easy way out, but it looks like the Hunters are - "
RK: "Treacherous?"
JR: "I was gonna say 'still fighting', but please, have it your way. I'm sure there's a whole army of folks at home who agree with your stance on everything..."
Casus seems to numb himself to Ken's forearm strikes, and steadily regains his footing; this is the last thing Ken wants, of course, so he grabs Crevious' head and delivers a nasty sitdown Jawbreaker, knocking Casus back down, where he rests on the bottom rope. Ken grabs his legs and leans back, pressing Casus' throat against the middle rope - and then tries to baseball slide beneath Casus without letting go!
JR: "Ooh!"
RK: "Ouch..."
This didn't go quite according to plan, assuming there was one; Ken winds up coming to a dead stop halfway through, then falls off the apron rather foolishly. However, Casus' spine is almost bent into, appropriately enough, the shape of a letter 'c'. The crimson one rolls into the centre of the ring, holding his spine in agony but refraining from crying out. Swiftly, Jake Hunter climbs a turnbuckle to follow up with something of a high-impact nature, but Reaper storms up the ring steps with almost unnatural speed and gives Jake a mighty shove; he falls awkwardly to one side and gets the top rope right where no man wants it to go, then collapses onto the apron, swearing like a wounded pirate. Ken slides back into the ring and hooks the rising Casus up for a DDT - but is instead picked up and becomes the victim of a horrific Spinebuster!
JR: "It looks like that just stopped the Hunters' momentum flat!"
Jake returns to his corner, walking awfully funny, as Casus inches his way across the mat to Reaper's outstretched hand. Ken pushes himself up - just as Reaper gets the tag! 'Death's Hand' lunges at Ken, who ducks it and slides around behind Reaper, but only gets a firm Back Kick in the gut for his troubles, and Reaper wastes no time in following through with a Tiger Bomb!
JR: "The power difference is coming into play now! Can the Hunters hope to counter it with speed and cunning?"
RK: "Answer: no. They don't have a concept of 'cunning'."
JR: "Y'know, if you're gonna be this miserable all night, you may as well leave..."
RK: "No, I wanna see the nTo kick some ass. One may abide a world of demons for the sake of a few angels..."
JR: "Angels...nTo...what's wrong with this picture?"
Jake Hunter comes running in...
JR: "Wait! Crevious is removing the turnbuckle padding!"
RK: "Lies! I see no such thing."
...and Reaper raises him up and down again with a Flapjack, smacking Jake's face right into that exposed turnbuckle!
JR: "See?! The humanity of it all!"
RK: "Eh...one of the techy jobbers must have removed it for...cleaning...and then forgot to put it back on again. Simple. Nothing illegal there."
Casus now hides the exposed area from ref Greene with his elbow.
JR: "If it's all so innocent, what's he got to hide?"
RK: "A history of repeated child abuse and convictions as a sex offender."
JR: "...Please, please tell me you made that up."
RK: "Yeah, but I'm hoping it's enough to get him locked up and off our screens nonetheless."
Reaper pulls Ken up by the hair and heaves him up onto one mighty shoulder, before dashing forward and scoring big with a Powerslam! Leaving Ken dazed near one unoccupied turnbuckle, Reaper steps back to the opposite side of the ring and hunkers down, shoulders squared like a quarterback...or whichever one it is that does all the tackling.
JR: "We've all seen this before...it's - "
RK: "If we've all seen it before, you don't have to say the name again."
JR: "...R.I.P.!"
RK: "Suit yourself..."
Ken tugs himself up, slowly, so slowly, and Reaper almost seems to be drooling with anticipation. Ken turns, Reaper dashes forward and Ken -
JR: "JOKER'S RAGE! JOKER'S RAGE! Bah gawd what an impact!"
A replay appears for the viewers' convenience; with Reaper closing the five metre gap between them in record time, Ken slides forward and aligns his body so that his right leg almost seems to be an extension of his spine, helping absorb the force of its impact with Reaper's chin. Reaper's legs don't stop immediately, taking another big lunge before they leave the ground and Reaper falls solidly on his back. Ken also collapses down to one knee, hurting bad.
JR: "The Superkick from Ken Hunter! Almost decapitating Reaper as he went for a finisher of his own! And there's the cover!"
1, 2 - kickout! Ken headbutts the mat in exasperation. As you do. Ken staggers up and makes for his team's corner - but Reaper's hand shoots out like that of a zombie emerging from its eternal slumber, and catches hold of Ken's ankle!
RK: "Wise fwom yorrr gwavvve!"
JR: "And - you what?"
RK: "Wise fwom yorrr gwavvve!"
JR: "Well, what the hell does that mean?"
RK: "Uh, hello - Altered Beast."
JR: "Eh?"
RK: "Didn't you have a Sega Genesis when you were younger? Loser..."
JR: "No, I had sex with girls when I was younger. Loser."
RK: >splutters<
Ken thrashes like a madman, but only succeeds in getting his other ankle caught, and as Reaper rises, he falls - and Reaper looks set to lock in the Hell's Gate!
JR: "Hell's Gate! Bah gawd, it's just a flurry of finishers out there right now!"
RK: "Good, so hurry up and FINISH HIM, Reaper!"
JR: "More videogame quotes? Nerd."
Ken desperately tries to keep his back straight while Reaper desperately tries to, well, do much the opposite. Finally, however, Ken lands a few stiff right hands to Reaper's face, staggering the bigger man enough for him to crawl away and tag in Jake, who comes in with a full head of steam and the crowd at his back. A Flying Lariat takes down Reaper, and a swift elbow knocks Casus off the apron and into the announce table with a thud.
RK: "Hey, mind the paint job!"
JR: "Jake's got the touch right now! He looks unstoppable!"
Back in the ring, Jake delivers a solid knee to Reaper's gut and follows through with a Snap Suplex, before hopping onto the middle rope and pulling off a picture-perfect Lionsault! A cover nearly earns him a 3, but Reaper still manages to get one shoulder up. Meanwhile, Ken heads around to the announce table to put the boots into Casus, but gets a few punches for his trouble, and is then whipped into the ring steps...which causes the Devil's Rejects' weapons to come loose. Casus sneers a sneery sort of sneer as he stoops to pick up his scythe.
JR: "Oh no...no, no, he can't do this! Not to another human being!"
RK: "He says he's from Mount Olympus...doesn't that make him a god?"
JR: "And a distinctly vengeful one, too!"
Casus raises his scythe and brings it down, leaving Ken with no option but to step forward – and take the shaft of the weapon on his head, whilst the blade simply bounces off the steps behind him! Ken falls, and Crevious drops the scythe, shaking his fingers and hissing in pain and annoyance.
JR: "Close call there for Ken Hunter!"
RK: "But he can always count on his thick skull to get him out of trouble..."
In the ring, Jake drops Reaper once more, this time with a Swinging Neckbreaker, but fails to see Casus climb up onto the apron as he looks set for a running Senton Splash or similar; his eyes widen as Casus grabs him by the throat with both hands and lifts him up, the ref giving him a count of 5 to let go...
JR: "Looks like trouble for the Wicked Suicide!"
RK: "The who now?"
JR: "It's Jake's nickname."
RK: "Wish he'd take it more literally and top himself. The air around here would be cleaner without him."
Casus laughs in sadistic glee - and then gets tugged off the apron by Ken Hunter!
JR: "Wow! I didn't think he'd recover so fast!"
RK: "Didn't I say? Thick skull..."
Casus looks enraged - and then looks very wet, as Ken pops the top off a 2 litre Faygo bottle and the spray catches him right in the eyes! Meanwhile, Jake stumbles backward, choking, and finds himself in a Full Nelson hold courtesy of Reaper! The big man lifts...but Jake, astoundingly, manages to unhook Reaper's hands at the back of his neck, and tumble over his back, landing like a cat! Reaper spins around and is met with a boot to the midsection - and the Twiztid Cutter!
JR: "Twiztid Cutter! This could be over!"
RK: "Not if Casus has anything to say about it..."
Casus struggles to clear his eyes of the foul liquid - and takes the brunt of another Joker's Rage kick, sending him clean over the safety railings and into the crowd!
JR: "Which he doesn't."
Jake hops up onto the top rope, laughs to himself, and comes off with the Lotus Pod onto Reaper! A cover; 1, 2...
JR: "3!"
RK: "Finally!"
Ken slides into the ring and punches his brother on the shoulder with joy.
TH: "Here are your winners, of the match and the Double 4 Tournament...Jake and Ken, the Twiztid Hunters!"
JR: "I may have had my doubts about their fighting spirit, but by gawd, is it good to be wrong on this occasion!"
RK: "I may have had my doubts about the quality of the match, but by gawd it's good to hear you admit you were wrong."
The Hunters exit the ring and head back up the ramp, pirouetting like drunken ballerinas whilst singing 'I Am The Walrus' as we go to a commercial break.
Jake returns to his corner, walking awfully funny, as Casus inches his way across the mat to Reaper's outstretched hand. Ken pushes himself up - just as Reaper gets the tag! 'Death's Hand' lunges at Ken, who ducks it and slides around behind Reaper, but only gets a firm Back Kick in the gut for his troubles, and Reaper wastes no time in following through with a Tiger Bomb!
JR: "The power difference is coming into play now! Can the Hunters hope to counter it with speed and cunning?"
RK: "Answer: no. They don't have a concept of 'cunning'."
JR: "Y'know, if you're gonna be this miserable all night, you may as well leave..."
RK: "No, I wanna see the nTo kick some ass. One may abide a world of demons for the sake of a few angels..."
JR: "Angels...nTo...what's wrong with this picture?"
Jake Hunter comes running in...
JR: "Wait! Crevious is removing the turnbuckle padding!"
RK: "Lies! I see no such thing."
...and Reaper raises him up and down again with a Flapjack, smacking Jake's face right into that exposed turnbuckle!
JR: "See?! The humanity of it all!"
RK: "Eh...one of the techy jobbers must have removed it for...cleaning...and then forgot to put it back on again. Simple. Nothing illegal there."
Casus now hides the exposed area from ref Greene with his elbow.
JR: "If it's all so innocent, what's he got to hide?"
RK: "A history of repeated child abuse and convictions as a sex offender."
JR: "...Please, please tell me you made that up."
RK: "Yeah, but I'm hoping it's enough to get him locked up and off our screens nonetheless."
Reaper pulls Ken up by the hair and heaves him up onto one mighty shoulder, before dashing forward and scoring big with a Powerslam! Leaving Ken dazed near one unoccupied turnbuckle, Reaper steps back to the opposite side of the ring and hunkers down, shoulders squared like a quarterback...or whichever one it is that does all the tackling.
JR: "We've all seen this before...it's - "
RK: "If we've all seen it before, you don't have to say the name again."
JR: "...R.I.P.!"
RK: "Suit yourself..."
Ken tugs himself up, slowly, so slowly, and Reaper almost seems to be drooling with anticipation. Ken turns, Reaper dashes forward and Ken -
JR: "JOKER'S RAGE! JOKER'S RAGE! Bah gawd what an impact!"
A replay appears for the viewers' convenience; with Reaper closing the five metre gap between them in record time, Ken slides forward and aligns his body so that his right leg almost seems to be an extension of his spine, helping absorb the force of its impact with Reaper's chin. Reaper's legs don't stop immediately, taking another big lunge before they leave the ground and Reaper falls solidly on his back. Ken also collapses down to one knee, hurting bad.
JR: "The Superkick from Ken Hunter! Almost decapitating Reaper as he went for a finisher of his own! And there's the cover!"
1, 2 - kickout! Ken headbutts the mat in exasperation. As you do. Ken staggers up and makes for his team's corner - but Reaper's hand shoots out like that of a zombie emerging from its eternal slumber, and catches hold of Ken's ankle!
RK: "Wise fwom yorrr gwavvve!"
JR: "And - you what?"
RK: "Wise fwom yorrr gwavvve!"
JR: "Well, what the hell does that mean?"
RK: "Uh, hello - Altered Beast."
JR: "Eh?"
RK: "Didn't you have a Sega Genesis when you were younger? Loser..."
JR: "No, I had sex with girls when I was younger. Loser."
RK: >splutters<
Ken thrashes like a madman, but only succeeds in getting his other ankle caught, and as Reaper rises, he falls - and Reaper looks set to lock in the Hell's Gate!
JR: "Hell's Gate! Bah gawd, it's just a flurry of finishers out there right now!"
RK: "Good, so hurry up and FINISH HIM, Reaper!"
JR: "More videogame quotes? Nerd."
Ken desperately tries to keep his back straight while Reaper desperately tries to, well, do much the opposite. Finally, however, Ken lands a few stiff right hands to Reaper's face, staggering the bigger man enough for him to crawl away and tag in Jake, who comes in with a full head of steam and the crowd at his back. A Flying Lariat takes down Reaper, and a swift elbow knocks Casus off the apron and into the announce table with a thud.
RK: "Hey, mind the paint job!"
JR: "Jake's got the touch right now! He looks unstoppable!"
Back in the ring, Jake delivers a solid knee to Reaper's gut and follows through with a Snap Suplex, before hopping onto the middle rope and pulling off a picture-perfect Lionsault! A cover nearly earns him a 3, but Reaper still manages to get one shoulder up. Meanwhile, Ken heads around to the announce table to put the boots into Casus, but gets a few punches for his trouble, and is then whipped into the ring steps...which causes the Devil's Rejects' weapons to come loose. Casus sneers a sneery sort of sneer as he stoops to pick up his scythe.
JR: "Oh no...no, no, he can't do this! Not to another human being!"
RK: "He says he's from Mount Olympus...doesn't that make him a god?"
JR: "And a distinctly vengeful one, too!"
Casus raises his scythe and brings it down, leaving Ken with no option but to step forward – and take the shaft of the weapon on his head, whilst the blade simply bounces off the steps behind him! Ken falls, and Crevious drops the scythe, shaking his fingers and hissing in pain and annoyance.
JR: "Close call there for Ken Hunter!"
RK: "But he can always count on his thick skull to get him out of trouble..."
In the ring, Jake drops Reaper once more, this time with a Swinging Neckbreaker, but fails to see Casus climb up onto the apron as he looks set for a running Senton Splash or similar; his eyes widen as Casus grabs him by the throat with both hands and lifts him up, the ref giving him a count of 5 to let go...
JR: "Looks like trouble for the Wicked Suicide!"
RK: "The who now?"
JR: "It's Jake's nickname."
RK: "Wish he'd take it more literally and top himself. The air around here would be cleaner without him."
Casus laughs in sadistic glee - and then gets tugged off the apron by Ken Hunter!
JR: "Wow! I didn't think he'd recover so fast!"
RK: "Didn't I say? Thick skull..."
Casus looks enraged - and then looks very wet, as Ken pops the top off a 2 litre Faygo bottle and the spray catches him right in the eyes! Meanwhile, Jake stumbles backward, choking, and finds himself in a Full Nelson hold courtesy of Reaper! The big man lifts...but Jake, astoundingly, manages to unhook Reaper's hands at the back of his neck, and tumble over his back, landing like a cat! Reaper spins around and is met with a boot to the midsection - and the Twiztid Cutter!
JR: "Twiztid Cutter! This could be over!"
RK: "Not if Casus has anything to say about it..."
Casus struggles to clear his eyes of the foul liquid - and takes the brunt of another Joker's Rage kick, sending him clean over the safety railings and into the crowd!
JR: "Which he doesn't."
Jake hops up onto the top rope, laughs to himself, and comes off with the Lotus Pod onto Reaper! A cover; 1, 2...
JR: "3!"
RK: "Finally!"
Ken slides into the ring and punches his brother on the shoulder with joy.
TH: "Here are your winners, of the match and the Double 4 Tournament...Jake and Ken, the Twiztid Hunters!"
JR: "I may have had my doubts about their fighting spirit, but by gawd, is it good to be wrong on this occasion!"
RK: "I may have had my doubts about the quality of the match, but by gawd it's good to hear you admit you were wrong."
The Hunters exit the ring and head back up the ramp, pirouetting like drunken ballerinas whilst singing 'I Am The Walrus' as we go to a commercial break.
Nitro comes back from the commercial break and “Clint Eastwood” by the Gorillaz hit the speakers. The fans are on their feet as the X-WCW UW champ himself, Ignavus, appears at ringside with the X-WCW UW belt on his waist.
JR: “Welcome back to X-WCW Nitro! Right now, the X-WCW UW champ himself is making his way down to the ringside area.”
RK: “Last time I saw him, JR, was before the show. I thought he’d still be sleepin right now. Well, amazingly, he is awake and with the belt.”
Ignavus makes his way down the rampway and slaps a few hands with the fans. The fans continue to cheer at the champ as he slowly enters the ring. Once he enters the ring, he reaches outside for the mic. Ignavus makes his way in the middle of the ring and waves at the fans while his music starts to fade out. Soon enough, the champ makes his speech.
Igz: “Tonight, it feels good to be here in Denver Colorado.”
Ignavus does a thumbs up while the fans let out a cheap pop.
RK: “Hahah! He just made a cheap pop, JR! I didn’t see that coming!”
Igz: “Tonight, I found out that Grandmaster E and Otacon will fight each other thanks to last Warzone’s match between me and GME. Con man, I might enjoy the fact that I’m champion right now, but I don’t appreciate the fact that you had to interfere in my match with Eamon last Warzone. I mean, you did color commentary already, then you slid into the ring to attack both of us. You know what? That’s just using too much effort my friend. Look at me, I’m champ, but I didn’t have to force myself into doing it. Otacon, your just exerting WAY too much effort right now and its just a bit sad for me to see that.”
He lets out a yawn for a while and goes on to scratch his bum.
Igz: “GME, it kinda sucks that we didn’t get our match finished cleanly. Wait, what am I sayin? Meh, screw it, you also made too much of an effort as well. Now tonight, both of you guys will face each other in a one on one match. I’m gonna be watching from the back and see who would be the wrestler that proves to be a threat for my title? Since I got nothing to do until the PPV, however, I am going to make an announcement right now. Production guy, drum roll please.”
The speakers let out a round of drum rolls for about 10 seconds before it stops and Ignavus speaks.
Igz: “As champion of the X-WCW, I will soon plan on buying a ticket to Hawaii and have a kick ass vacation! But don’t worry guys, you will see loads of my Hawaiian adventures!!! Its going to be sand, babes and ba…”
All of a sudden “American Badass” hits the speakers and Real American comes out with the 2NLW MILF Wurld Championship on his shoulders. The fans grow a bit silent as RA makes his way down the ring.
RK: “Oh no! Dear gawd, why does he have to be here tonight?!”
RA enters the ring and goes nose-to-nose with Ignavus. After a while, RA calls for an extra mic and it gets tossed to him. Unfortunately, the mic hits him on the head and stuns him for a while. He shakes it off and picks up the mic before he speaks to Ignavus.
RA: “You see this title Igz? I’m also champ! But you don’t see me go yellow and go on a vacation to Hawaii!”
Igz looks at the piece of tin on RA’s shoulder and lets out a sheepish grin.
RA: “Oh, what so funny huh? You think I’m jokin huh? I AINT! I CHALLENGE YOU TO MATCH!”
Igz pulls up his mic and is about to respond to RA’s challenge. However, “Bullets” by Creed hits the speakers and TGO comes out to a reasonable pop from the crowd. He starts to stomp down the ramp.
RK: “When things couldn’t be worse, JR. Oh my..here we go.”
TGO slides into the ring and approaches both men. Soon enough, he snatches the mic of Ignavus.
TGO: “WHOA! Wait a minute here Igz! Your gonna give HIM a shot at your title?”
Igz tries to reach out for the mic and respond, but TGO continues to use it.
TGO: “How about me Igz? Didn’t you see my match with Karl? We tore the damn house down!”
RA laughs at TGO, who now looks at the MILF wurld champ.
RA: “Yeah, I saw and you lost! LOSER!”
TGO shakes his head and speaks again.
TGO: “You call me loser? As far as I recalled, you didn’t even win any match here in the X-WCW YET! Hey, how about this RA, you and me on Warzone. The winner, gets to fight HIM!”
He points at Igz, who just shrugs and looks on between TGO and RA. RA thinks about it for a moment before he looks back at TGO.
RA: “That sounds gud enough for me!”
With that said, both men staredown in the middle of the ring as Igz looks on. Soon enough, Ignavus taps the arm on both men and asks for a mic. At the same time, both men direct their mics on Igz’s direction.
Igz: “Well since the boss man aint here, I guess that’s a-ok with me. Sure, you guys can get to do that.”
They both drop their mics and TGO is the first one to leave the ringside area a happy man. Soon enough, RA leaves the ring as well and also heads to the backstage area. Ignavus, who is the only man left in the ring, looks around the crowd and picks up one mic.
Igz: “TGO vs RA on Warzone…gawd…help us all.”
The fans let out a huge round of laugther as Igz’s music hits the speakers. X-WCW goes to a commercial break as Igz leaves the ring through the ropes.
Grandmaster E vs Otacon
We go back from the commercial break and we see THII inside the ring for the next match.
THII: “The following match is scheduled for one fall, with a twenty minute, time limit.”
JR: “Welcome back to X-WCW Nitro! Before the commercial break, a match was made for Warzone! It will be TGO vs RA. The winner of the match gets to face Ignavus at the 20th show of Nitro.”
RK: “Goodness gracious, Igz, what the hell are you thinking?”
Igz: “How should I know they’d make a match like that, King?”
JR: “Right now, for this match, we got the UW champ himself to guest commentate. Welcome aboard Igz!”
Igz: “Its nice to be here JR. I mean, since it would take me a long time to reach my locker room, why the hell not just sit back and relax here instead. Say, your seats feel more comfy than mine, and im the X-WCW UW champion! I wish I could just retire now and always get to sit here with you guys instead.”
RK: “You retiring, aint that a lotta paperwork you need to do before your officially retired?”
Igz: “PAPERWORK?! Uhm, nevermind then, I guess I’m ok being an active wrestler and get a chance to guest commentate here and there.”
“Superstar” by saliva plays in the PA systems and Otacon comes out to the ringside area.
THII: “Introducing first, from Manchester England, OTACON!!!”
Otacon makes his way down the ramp as the fans boo him loudly.
JR: “Otacon, right now, is one of the most hated men in the X-WCW.”
Igz: “Well, next to me of course.”
JR: “Uhm, I don’t think people hate you Igz.”
Igz: “Of course they don’t! I’m just one of the most heated up people in the X-WCW. You know, getting heated up before a match.”
RK: “But JR said one of the most HATED men.”
Igz: “You don’t try to correct what your co-commentator had to say earlier. What do you think JR is feeling right now?”
JR: “I’m ok Igz, are you?”
Igz: “…uh..yeah?”
The con man enters the ring and poses for the crowd as he has a smirk on his face. Once he stops posing, he approaches the ropes nearby the announce table and momentarily points at Ignavus.
Igz: “Er, what? What did I do?”
Otacon looks back at the stage as soon as “King of my castle” hits the speakers. Soon enough, the lights go off and its pitchblack in the arena while the music continues to blare through the speakers. Soon enough, we see some strobes of lights flashing as THII announces the other competitor.
THII: “And his opponent, from Australia, GRANDMASTER E!!!”
Once his name gets announced, the lights go back again and GME appears in the ring.
Igz: “HOLY STING RIP-OFFS BATMAN!”
JR: “GME made his quick entrance in the ringside area, people, it seems like the man has no time to waste after what Otacon has done last Warzone.”
The fans cheer as GME just stands in the ring and points at Otacon. The con man has a grin on his face and taunts GME from the other side while the music starts to fade out.
RK: “The tension is in the air, guys. I cant wait to see how the start of this match happens.”
Igz: “Obviously, it would start once the bell rings, and it just did.”
The bell rings and both men got to the center of the ring and staredown at each other. It didn’t take a long while before Otacon hits a hard slap across the face of GME. After GME got a hard slap, the fans let out a huge ‘ooooh’. GME looks back at Otacon and he quickly clocks him down the mat with a hard punch to the face.
Igz: “I guess the con man learned the hard way not to piss off GME up close and personal huh JR?”
JR: “Indeed he did, champ. Otacon gets back to his feet and Grandmaster starts to fire away with those hard right hands on his opponent. Grandmaster E grabs Otacon and delivers a hard elbow on the back.”
Otacon goes on one knee while GME bounces off the ropes and delivers a knee lift to hit the face of the con man.
RK: “Mr. Wrestling II knee lift, and he goes down!”
Igz: “Mr. Wrestling II? I thought that was Triple H or Harley Race’s move?”
RK: “Long story, Igz, trust me.”
Grandmaster E pulls up Otacon, but Otacon fights back with some hard shots to the mid-section of GME. He stuns GME momentarily with a face rake before he takes him down with a running forearm smash. GME gets to his feet and Otacon hits him yet again with another forearm smash. Otacon goes over and picks up GME and backs him into the nearby corner. Otacon hits a hard chop to the chest of GME, but GME fights back with a chop to the chest of his own. GME hits another chop to the chest of Otacon and the con man staggers back.
JR: “GME starts to fight back against the conman and he takes him down with a dropkick to the face.”
Otacon slowly gets to his feet and GME meets him with a couple of hard punches all over his body. Otacon gets stunned momentarily and GME attempts to connect with a hard punch to the face. Somehow, Otacon avoids it and sneaks behind GME for an inverted DDT. While GME is down, Otacon starts to stomp down on his opponent.
JR: “Right now, Otacon is putting the boots on his opponent right here, guys.”
Igz: “A good old fashion stompin as far as I see it.”
RK: “If JR calls it ‘slobber knocker’ and you call it ‘a good old fashion stompin’…what the heck would I call it?”
Igz: “…..eh?”
RK: “Nevermind.”
Otacon picks up GME and whips him into the ropes. GME ducks a clothesline from Otacon and bounces off the other end. He bounces off that end and leapfrogs over Otacon this time. Before Otacon knows what hit him, GME comes back and delivers a hard spear.
JR: “SPEAR!”
Otacon goes down and the fans start to cheer at GME while he gets up. Grandmaster E picks up Otacon and backs him into the corner. He starts to deliver some hard shoulder charges to his opponent’s mid-section. After a couple of hits to Otacon, he sets him up on the top rope for a superplex. GME climbs up to the second rope and tries to deliver it. However, Otacon fights back with some hard punches to the side of GME. GME lets go of Otacon and the conman continues his assault on the mid-section of GME. Otacon slowly gets to stand up on the top turnbuckle before he does a sunset flip on GME off the corner for a pinfall.
JR: “Otacon goes for the pin 1..2..CLOSE!”
Igz: “What is he closing?”
JR: “No, I mean, that was close.”
Igz: “…..and they say I’M lazy….”
Both men get up and Otacon catches GME with a well placed kick to the sternum area. Otacon grabs GME and delivers a couple of hard blows to the back and rounds it up with a stiff elbow shot to the back of GME’s head. GME goes down on one knee and Otacon hits a hard kick to the side of GME’s head to send him down. Otacon poses for the crowd, who start to boo him loudly.
Igz: “Now I don’t usually pose for the fans, cause that just takes time to do. Otacon should just focus on GME before his opponent takes him by surprise.”
JR: “Indeed he should, Igz. Grandmaster E slowly gets to his feet right now and the conman approaches him yet again.”
Otacon picks up GME, only to be taken down by a quick fisherman’s suplex bridge. The referee goes for the count, Otacon kicks out before the referee could reach for a three.
RK: “That was a close call there for Otacon.”
Igz: “Close call? You can say that, he had it coming.”
Both men get to their feet and GME hits a hard forearm smash on the face of Otacon to stun him momentarily. He hits another forearm to his opponent’s face before Otacon is whipped into the ropes. GME catches Otacon with a spinebuster and Otacon wriggles in pain on the mat with the move.
Igz: “DAMN! That was one mean-ass spinebuster there from GME.”
Grandmaster E looks at Otacon before he picks him up and delivers some clubs to the back. He pulls him between his legs and sets him up for a powerbomb. GME lifts him up on his shoulders, but somehow, Otacon stops the powerbomb with some hard forearms to the face of GME. GME falls down on the mat and Otacon pulls up one leg for the pin.
JR: “Heres the pinfall 1..NO! GME gets a kick out from that pin attempt.”
Igz: “He got beat to the punch with his powerbomb attempt, but that didn’t mean he was gonna lose that easily to Otacon.”
Otacon waits for GME to get up while he goes to a nearby corner. Coincidentally, GME slowly gets to his feet and is on the corner opposite to where Otacon was waiting for him. Otacon makes a charge for it at GME, but GME sees him and gets out of the way. Otacon hits shoulder-first on the steel post and GME takes him down with a swinging necbreaker.
Igz: “That was rather, unexpected.”
RK: “You serious?!”
Igz: “Uhm…am I ever serious?”
RK: “Good question.”
GME goes over the fallen Otacon and mounts on Otacon’s back while he grabs one of his arms and does an armbar variation submission on the former UW champ.
JR: “This is a rather unique submission move here being done by Grandmaster E on Otacon.”
Igz: “Its called a modified seated armbar, James. You see right now, GME has his weight shifted on Otacon’s back and has his arms locked across one of Otacon’s arm that is being lifted. This is really focused on that recently hurt shoulder of Otacon once he hit that corner.”
RK: “Wow, I was about to say the same thing. You do know who uses this sort of move right Igz?”
Igz: “Wait, it has a patent?”
RK: “That move is famously used by Satoshi Kojima, from Japan. Didn’t YOU compete there?”
Igz: “….uh….too lazy to remember my trip there.”
RK: “Ugh, nevermind.”
Otacon struggles to get out of the submission hold while GME starts to crank it up. Otacon screams in pain as the submission hold is focused on adding more pain to his recent impact on the steel post. After a few seconds, Otacon finally realizes that he is within reach of the ring ropes and grabs onto it. The referee instructs GME to let go of the submission hold.
Igz: “You know, I might be lazy, but that doesn’t mean it would take me that long of a time to realize the ring ropes were there.”
RK: “Really?”
Igz: “It would take more.”
RK: “UGH!”
Otacon struggles to get up and once he is on a vertical base, GME grabs him by the arm and delivers an arm wrench. Otacon kicks GME at the mid-rib and reverses the arm wrench while he goes behind his opponent. Otacon lets go and shoves GME near the ropes. GME turns around and tries to hit a clothesline, but Otacon ducks and takes him down with a back suplex.
JR: “Back suplex there by Otacon, and GME goes down the mat.”
Igz: “He already hurt his shoulder, but he used the same side to lift GME, that should have hurt a lot.”
Otacon goes down on one knee as he holds his hurt shoulder. He glares at GME and slowly rises up before he goes over his opponent and hits a hard kick to the back. Once GME gets his back kicked, the fans boo loudly at Otacon to give him his well deserved amount of heel heat. Otacon hauls GME up to his feet, but GME fights back with some hard punches to the gut region. GME stuns Otacon with a hard chop to the chest before he shoots him into the ropes. GME catches Otacon and drags him into the mat with a deep armdrag. Otacon tumbles onto the mat and clutches his shoulder. On the mat, we see otacon holding his shoulder and rolling in pain as the referee checks him out.
Igz: “I think he either popped it, or he is just faking it now.”
RK: “FAKING IT?! What, you think Otacon would stoop that low just to get an advantage on GME?”
Igz: “Oh…no! Of course not!”
RK: “Then what are you saying?”
Igz: “I KNOW IT…..*sticks out his tongue*
RK: “*shakes head*”
Soon enough, the referee signals to the stage that he needs some help. A couple of referees storm the ringside area and help Otacon get up while GME just looks on from one corner.
JR: “Well folks, I think this match is over since Otacon might have injured his shoulder severely. Right now, the referees are trying to escort him out of the ringside area.”
RK: “This is a sad day for wrestling. One of the X-WCW’s finest wrestlers, Otacon, got injured thanks to that prima donna by the name of Grandmaster E. Guess if he cant hold him down, he just goes on and stiffs him until he gets injured, nice one Mr. Eamon!”
Igz: “I dunno King. I think Otacon is a-ok…”
As soon as the referees and Otacon near GME, Otacon gets off the referees and takes out GME off the ring with a hard clothesline. GME lands awkwardly outside the ring and holds his back as the fans chant ‘asshole’ to a smirking Otacon.
JR: “WHY THAT NO GOOD OPPORTUNISTIC..”
Igz: “I told you guys! Didn’t I?”
Inside the ring, Otacon climbs on the top rope and gets to his feet. While GME is still down, Otacon launches himself off the ropes and connects with an elbow drop on the mid-section.
JR: “OH! My goodness he just flown off the top and landed outside to hit that elbow drop on GME!”
Igz: “That was crazy alright, but im as crazy as a fox.”
RK: “What does you being crazy got to do with them?”
Igz: “Nothin, just wanted to say that.”
Otacon gets back on his feet and drags GME up. He rolls him back into the ring before sliding in. Otacon crouches down and has a smirk on his face while he awaits Grandmaster E to get to his feet. Otacon approaches GME and delivers a well placed kick on the ribs before he tries his Final Impact move. However, GME shoves Otacon towards the ropes and catches him there for a 180 degree spinebuster move. Somehow, Otacon reverses the momentum of the move and takes down GME hard with a tornado DDT. GME is flat on his back at the mat while Otacon climbs onto his fallen body for the count.
JR: “Otacon with the reversal and here is the pin 1…2…NO! GME IS STILL IN THIS MATCH!”
The fans cheer wildly as their favorite wrestler gets a shoulder up. Otacon gets up and doesn’t have a smile on his face. He pulls up GME, but GME quickly hits some forearms to the mid-area of Otacon and hooks him up for a suplex. GME tries to lift him up, but Otacon blocks it and hits a hard knee to the gut of GME. While GME is stunned, he lines him up and lifts him onto his shoulders. Soon enough, with GME at his grasps, he sends him tumbling down the mat with his patented vertaebreaker move.
JR: “VERTAEBREAKER ON GME! BAH GAWD WHAT AN IMPACT!”
Igz: “Uhm, James, were in Nitro. Were not in Orlando right now ok?”
Otacon pins GME.
JR: “Here we go 1..2…3! Its over folks, Otacon secures this victory over Grandmaster E.”
“Superstar” hits the speakers as the referee raises the arm of Otacon.
THII: “The winner as a result of pinfall…OTACON!!!”
The fans boo Otacon loudly as he makes his way out of the ring and taunts them. On his way back to the backstage area, he turns around and looks at the ring where GME is still down. He has a smirk on his face while Nitro goes to a commercial break.
***Commercial Break***
We see a number of X-WCW wrestlers in action with different clips being shown in the screen. After a few seconds, the footage explodes and we get the X-WCW logo.
VO: “15 men…”
We see a clip of several X-WCW stars getting eliminated
VO: “one ring..”
The video now shows BLASTER eliminating D-Ex and GME
VO: “Only one winner…”
We get to see BLASTER celebrating in the ring as it fades down and the X Rumble logo is shown.
VO: “The X Rumbe….”
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Non-Title
Cage Match
Tony Bonito vs Sci-Fi Man vs Nightmare
We go back from the commercial break and “Comin to your City” by Big and Rich hits the speakers.
JR: “Welcome back to X-WCW NITRO! Right now, we are ready for the main event!”
RK: “Your damn right, JR! Its gonna be a triple threat match inside a steel cage. Talk about carnage huh?”
SFM comes to the ringside area and the fans start to cheer loudly at the Final Frontier member.
THII: “The following match is a triple threat steel cage match. The way to win this match is through pinfall, submission and escaping the cage. Introducing first, he hails form Seattle Washington. Weighing in at 225 lbs, he is one half of Final Frontier, SCI-FI MAN!!!”
SFM crouches down the stage before he gets back up and gives a huge thumbs up for the crowd. He makes his way down the ramp and slaps the hands of the fans on his way into the ringside.
JR: “SFM sure is one of the biggest fan favorites here in the X-WCW. When you couple him with Autobot Jazz, you make up one of the best tag teams here in the history of the X-WCW.”
RK: “Yeah, but in singles action, I doubt they are gonna fare well. Remember what happened to AJ last time, I don’t like to say this but, I think SFM will share the same fate since its TB he is facing tonight.”
SFM enters the ring and climbs to the corner. He does his super hero pose to the fans before he jumps down the corner. He unhooks his cape and looks above him to see the steel cage that hangs above the ring. Soon enough “Go to sleep” hits the speakers and Nightmare enters the ringside area.
THII: “From your living nightmare, he weighs in at 145 lbs. He is the current X-WCW XTREME Champion, NIGHTMARE!!!”
The fans give the X-WCW Xtreme Champ some mixed reactions as he makes his way down the ringside area with the title belt.
JR: “Here comes Nightmare, the X-WCW Xtreme champ.”
RK: “Its actually interesting to see that title belt around his waist, JR. He is one brutal wrestler if you think of it, but once he is inside a caged environment, I hear he is much vicious.”
JR: “He has been experienced in the field of martial arts, King. So your claims cannot be doubted by me.”
RK: “Oh gee, I wonder why you want to doubt them if they are real. This Nightmare guy gives me the creeps, even though he is one of the lightest competitors of the X-WCW after Ringo.”
Nightmare enters the ring and hands his belt to the referee. He goes over to the nearby corner and lean on it, he looks at SFM and points to him with a smirk. Nightmare continues to point at him while he does a slit throat motion with his other arm. SFM, who looks unfazed by Nightmare, just looks at his opponent before he shrugs him off. All of a sudden, both men look at the stage for the final competitor while “Fury of the storm” starts to play into the speakers..
“I fly above the rest”
"What it takes to be the best."
"I'll burn this whole place down."
"I'll put you in the ground."
Tony Bonito enters the ringside area with the red, white and blue sports jacket on top of his usual ring gear. He stands on the stage and points up for his pyros shoot up into the air.
THII: “And from Boston Mass. …TONY BONITO!!!”
The fans boo Bonito badly as he makes his way down the ring.
JR: “Earlier this night, Tony Bonito wanted to get a match that would challenge him. He got this match, yet he still felt a bit short changed by our boss Christopher Back.”
RK: “As much as Nightmare and SFM are talented in the ring, Tony Bonito has a point. If Otacon and GME can fight each other, why cant he take on the champ tonight instead of these two people?”
JR: “Nonetheless, Tony Bonito will face these two men inside a steel cage. I think this will be one of Bonito’s biggest matches in his career even though he doesn’t think these two have what it takes to beat him. Its not wise for Bonito to under estimate these two men inside the cage.”
Bonito enters the ring and spins around after he took off his hood. He poses in the middle of the ring as the fans continue to boo and chant ‘nito sucks’. Once his music fades out, he takes off his sports jacket and tosses it into the outside of the ring. The cage starts to lower as all three men look at each other inside the ring.
JR: “The cage is being lowered right now, King.”
RK: “I cant wait, JR. The match is about to start, let the beat down commence!”
The cage finally surrounds the ring and the match itself starts. All three men look at the other two, until both SFM and Nightmare gang up on TB and starts to hit him with everything they got. TB, a bit stunned at the attacks of both men, are grabbed on the head by SFM and is tossed onto the steel cage. Once TB is down on the mat, Nightmare and SFM go at it with a lock up. Nightmare quickly takes down SFM with a overhead takedown and locks in an inverted chinlock.
JR: “You see in that cage right now is Nightmare using his abilities to maintain his control in the match here against SFM”
RK: “He has that chinlock properly placed on the final frontier member, JR. If he holds on for a bit more, he would have this match in the bag.”
While Nightmare locks in the chinlock on SFM, we see Bonito getting to his feet. He runs over to the two and delivers a hard kick to the back of Nightmare. Nightmare lets go of the hold and he gets to his feet. Bonito starts to deliver some clubs to the back of Nightmare, but the Xtreme champion puts him down onto the mat with a double leg takedown. Nightmare, with a leg of TB, starts to hit TB with a couple of kicks on the held leg. He lets go eventually and waits for TB get up. However, as he waits for TB to get to a vertical base, SFM attacks him from behind with some punches. SFM spins Nightmare around and takes him down with a bodyslam. Tony Bonito catches SFM as he turns around and SFM gets thrown onto the side of the cage with an overhead belly to belly suplex.
JR: “He just got bended like an accordion there after he got sent onto the side of the cage with that suplex by TB.”
Tony Bonito gets to his feet at the same time as Nightmare and both men starts to exchange some punches. Soon enough, Nightmare blocks a punch from Bonito and surprises him with a head butt to the forehead. TB staggers backwards and Nightmare takes him down with a hard spinning wheel kick to the face. Nightmare goes over to where Bonito is grounded and locks on a front face lock before he starts to hit a couple of knees to the head of the real f’n Olympian.
RK: “Those looks like vicious knees to the head of TB. This nightmare guy is pretty gritty when it comes to wrestling inside a cage I guess.”
JR: “It comes with the price of admission if you’re here to see the Xtreme champ, King.”
After hitting a couple of hard knees, he hauls up TB and sends him into the corner. Nightmare follows him over there to do something, but TB stops him with some hard kicks to the midsection. SFM finally gets to his feet and approaches the two. Nightmare notices SFM incoming and he goes for another spinning wheel kick. SFM avoids the kick and goes behind Nightmare before he takes him down with a bulldog facecrusher. SFM gets to his feet and he and Bonito haul up Nightmare for a double suplex.
JR: “What an unusual team work there from SFM and TB as they deliver a double suplex.”
RK: “I guess they know that Nightmare is hard to take out alone for a while. Strange to see SFM actually helping TB here since it was Bonito who gave Autobot Jazz a good beating last time.”
Both SFM and TB start to stomp down on Nightmare before SFM spins TB around and takes him down with a short arm clothesline. SFM picks up TB, only to get a jawbreaker from the Olympian. Bonito looks a bit angered by SFM and lifts him up before taking him down with a DDT. He gets to his feet and waits for Nightmare to get up. Bonito goes behind Nightmare and sets him up for an inverted DDT. However, Nightmare uses one of his legs to hit a hard kick straight between the eyes of TB. TB lets go of Nightmare as he is temporarily blinded and staggering backwards. Nightmare approaches Bonito and grabs him by the head before he slams him head first onto the chain linked cage. He slams him a couple of more times before he rakes TB’s face into the cage.
RK: “Nightmare is really putting the hurt to Tony Bonito right now.”
After raking his face, he shoves TB onto the mat. Scifi Man gets to his feet and grabs nightmare from behind. He delivers a couple of knees to the gut of Nightmare before he bounces off the ropes and deliver a flying clothesline to take down the Xtreme champion. He waits for Nightmare to get up again before he takes him down this time with a nicely executed standing dropkick.
RK: “WOW! That dropkick looked like it was done by Bob Holly himself, JR!”
JR: “SFM is known for being a good all around wrestler. He might be a tag team specialist, but that doesn’t make him a one trick pony.”
The fans cheer loudly for SFM as he is on a roll inside the cage. Tony Bonito slowly gets to his feet, but he is met by some hard punches by SFM. SFM backs him into the corner and climbs on top of him. He starts to pound away on Bonito at the corner as the crowd counts along with each of his punches. On the count of ten, SFM mounts out of the corner as TB slumps further down on his corner. SFM turns his attention towards Nightmare, however, Nightmare grabs him and takes him down with a snapmare and delivers a hard kick on him at the back.
RK: “OUCH! That’s really gotta hurt the back of SFM.”
Nightmare looks at TB, who is still slumped at the corner and runs towards him. Once he reaches the corner, he delivers a missile dropkick to the face of TB. Once TB is taken care off, he goes back to SFM and hauls him up. However, the super hero starts to deliver some hard shots to the gut of Nightmare on his way up. He stuns Nightmare with a forearm to the face before he downs him with a discus punch. With Nightmare temporarily down, SFM goes to one knee and favors his back. He gets up yet again as Nightmare gets to a vertical base. He charges at Nightmare and takes him out with a enzugiri. The kick to the back of Nightmare’s head sends Nightmare to stumble onto the nearby corner of the cage and hit his head there before he turns around and flops over.
RK: “That was double head damage there on Nightmare. He got a kick to the back, and hit his face with the chain linked cage.”
SFM looks at the fallen Nightmare, but he should have just turned around. Because right now, Bonito sneaks behind SFM and takes him down with a german suplex bridge.
JR: “Here’s the match’s first pinfall attempt..1..2..and a kickout there by SFM.”
TB gets to his feet and charges at a recovering Nightmare. Before Nightmare could notice TB, he almost gets his head taken out of his body with a vicious clothesline from Bonito.
RK: “Yikes! That could have just decapitated nightmare there!”
Bonito picks up Nightmare and goes behind him. He takes him down with a german suplex before he rolls back up to his feet with Nightmare. For the second time in a row, he delivers a German suplex on the Xtreme champ. He gets to his feet with Nightmare and aims to get a third suplex, and he does!
JR: “Triple german suplex there by Bonito!”
Bonito gets to his feet and so does Scifi Man. SFM charges at Bonito and takes him out with a dropkick. Nightmare gets up, and also gets a dropkick for himself by SFM. SFM raises one of his arm in the air before he uses it to grab the neck of a recovering Tony Bonito.
RK: “Oh for the love of..”
SFM gives a thumbs up to the crowd and attempts to chokeslam TB. However, before he could send him down, TB pulls of a Chris Benoit and converts it into a crippler crossface.
JR: “Tony Bonito, taking a leaf out of Chris Benoit, just locked on a crossface on SFM!”
RK: “But here comes nightmare and he breaks it up!”
After Nightmare breaks up the submission hold, he starts to stomp on SFM. He picks up SFM and throws him into the cage. SFM falls down like a boy who just had a sugar rush and Nightmare turns around. Once he turned, TB is there to hit him with a hard chop to the chest. Nightmare gets hit with another chop, before he delivers a kick to the side of Bonito. After getting kicked, however, Bonito grabs Nightmare and rakes him in the face. While Nightmare turns around to hold his face, Bonito pulls him from the legs and makes him trip to the mat. He grabs one of NM’s legs before he slams it back to the mat. He pulls up the same leg again and this time he locks a single leg crab on his opponent.
JR: “Nightmare gets locked into a single leg crab right now by Tony Bonito. Remember folks, this match can end in submission, pinfall, or if someone escapes the cage.”
While Bonito locks on the submission move, SFM crawls towards the cage. He starts to climb up the cage and TB hears him. TB lets go of the hold and spots SFM making his way up behind. TB climbs to the nearby corner that happens to be on the same side where SFM is climbing. Once he reaches the top of the corner, he reaches out for SFM and grabs him by the leg. SFM tries to shake off TB’s grasp, but TB holds on and now holds him with both hands. Soon enough, TB pulls him down back to the mat. TB waits for SFM to get to his feet. He also sees Nightmare getting to his feet as well. Since both men were conveniently stood beside each other once they got up, TB gets off the corner and takes both men down with a flying shoulder block.
JR: “Bonito takes both men down!”
All three men are down on the mat, and the referee starts to check on all of them. Soon enough, both TB and Nightmare get to their feet and start to exchange blows. TB and Nightmare do a contest with each other as they hit the other man with punches and hard kicks to the body. Soon enough, SFM gets to his feet as well and all three men start to go at it inside the cage.
JR: “All three men are brawling inside the cage, King! This is turning out to be one helluva slobber knocker!”
RK: “You tell me, JR. WHOA!”
Nightmare stuns TB with a hard punch to the chin and sends him staggering back. SFM spins Nightmare around and hits him with an uppercut that also sends him staggering. SFM charges at both TB and NM, only to be caught in a flap jack onto the cage by both men. SFM crashes down the mat while TB and NM starts to punch and kick each other. TB catches a kick from Nightmare and takes him down with a single leg takedown. Soon enough, Tony Bonito slaps on the ankle lock.
JR: “He has the ankle locked in!!!”
RK: “Oh boy, its all over folks!”
Nightmare screams in pain as he tries to reach the nearby ropes. However, Tony Bonito pulls him out of the way and drags him into the middle of the cage. While Nightmare is locked in the submission move, we see SFM slowly getting to his feet. Tony Bonito still has the ankle locked and Nightmare seems to be ready to tap out. However, we see SFM on his feet and he charges at Tony Bonito. Soon enough, he makes TB let go after he kicks a shinning wizard kick to the Olympian.
JR: “Scifi Man forces Bonito to let it go! Bonito is down and SFM waits for Nightmare to get to his feet.”
SFM grabs Nightmare and sets him up for the spiral vortex. But in the middle of doing the move, Nightmare somehow counters it and delivers his finisher called ‘go to sleep’. SFM goes down hard on the canvas and Nightmare gets to his feet and looks down at the fallen opponent. He notices that TB was not lying nearby SFM and he wonders about TB’s whereabouts. Soon enough, someone grabs Nightmare and its TB. Bonito slams Nightmare hard on the canvas with the Nitoplex and goes for the pin.
JR: “NITOPLEX! The pin is made..1…2…3!!! TB wins this one!”
“Fury of the storm” hits the speakers as TB gets his hand raised in the middle of the cage.
JR: “Well I’d be damned, Bonito beat the odds tonight inside that steel cage. He had only about 1/3 of a chance to get outta that cage as the winner, King, but he did it.”
RK: “As much as Nightmare and SFM proved to be tough for TB, it still wasn’t enough for Bonito to lose a match. He is on a roll right now, JR, and you know it.”
JR: “I sure as hell know that, King. Wait a minute, it’s the nTo!!!”
TB looks at the stage and starts to run into the side of the cage to climb up. Chris Back and Starstorm runs down the ramp and gets into the cage and try to attack TB, but as soon as they got in, TB already climbed out of it. TB walks up back into the ramp as CB grabs the mic.
CB: “So just when you thought I was back at my own house, I show up here. Its simple, Tony, I’ve been here and the message you all saw earlier was just a pre-taped video to fool you. On Warzone's 30th show, you will be facing me and Starstorm in a six man tag match.”
TB stops his tracks on the ramp and has a shocked expression on his face.
CB: “Well, if you so happen to NOT find two partners for ya, its gonna have to be a 3-on-1 handicap match then. Like that Tony? You wanted a challenge…YOU JUST GOT IT!!!”
TB shakes his head in disapproval as X-WCW comes to a close.