Post by Cyberstrike on Apr 6, 2018 10:51:28 GMT
Warzone 30…
X-WCW goes on the air as we see a footage of Tony Bonito with Cole Ryan
CR: “Tony, tonight, you gotta face Christopher “Cyberstrike” Back AND Starstorm in the main event.”
The camera pans on a very confident looking TB, and fades to black for a while as we hear his voice over.
TB V.O.: “Cole, Chris Back is nothing but a coward. He hides himself behind the nTo or any other goons who are in desperate need of money. True, the nTo and Chris Back go WAY…back. But it’s the year 2007, Mr. Back, and still you persist on running with your gang of goons? As far as Starstorm is concerned, the only reason why they got the tag team belts in the X-WCW is, the rest of the X-WCW tag teams here are nothing but either washups or just plain untalented hobos who cant wrestle in the ring alone. Tonight, I can singlehandedly whip Starstorm’s asses in that ring. Oh and Chris, just so you know, I can whip your ass as well. But unfortunately, that wont happen tonight.”
While we hear him speak, we see the following clips.
- The nTo walking down the aisle(CB, D-Ex, Starstorm, Josh Leyh and TRD)
- nTo inside the ring as CB speaks
- Tony Bonito hitting the Nito Plex on CB
- Tony Bonito locking the ankle lock on D-Extreme
The scene comes back to the footage where CR and TB are in as we see a shocked look at CR.
CR: “W-what?! But Mr. Back already booked you into this match.”
TB: “Yes, he did. I was just saying that it wont happen tonight that its just Tony Bonito in that ring against Chris Back and his two tag team champs. Tonight, it will be a real 6-man tag team match.”
CR: “So it seems you somehow managed to get 2 people to join you tonight then huh? Tony, WHO are these mystery partners of yours?”
We see another footage, this time, its TB on the stage as he points up the ceiling while his usual pyros go up. We hear a voice over…
TB V.O.: “Cole…you just have to find out later. If I’d say it right now, that would kill the surprise now would it?”
The video package fast forwards to the main event and we see TB in the rampway with a mic in his hand.
TB: “Chris, hold the champagne for tonight, cause it wont be a win for you and your two paper tin champs there in the ring. Tonight, it wont be Tony Bonito being the sole wrestler to school you three nTo d***wads in that ring. Tonight, I got the services of the X-WCW’s HOTTEST tag team to date…”
The video shows R.E. Rage and Brett Rayne enter the ringside area and they join TB in sliding into the ring.
JR: “OH MY GAWD! Rage and Rayne, has reunited as RNR here in the X-WCW!!!”
RK: “MARK OUT MOMENT!!!”
The video now makes a brief one minute highlight of the two teams going at it inside the ring until …
RK: “TB and CB are brawling their way outta the crowd and seem to be headed backstage to continue their beef with each other.”
The footage goes over to the outside of the arena where both men continue to brawl. They show CB getting to his feet as they are near the body of water
TB: “Time for you to swim with the fishes, bucko!”
Before he could grab CB yet again, he notices a couple of X-WCW staff members storm into the area and try to drag CB out of the area. However, he clocks the referee that tries to grab CB’s leg. He grabs CB and picks him up to a vertical base. He grabs him by the shirt, but CB stomps on him hard on the feet for him to let go. TB hops on one foot and nearly falls onto the lake, that is until he bent over and favor his toe. While he is busy, the staff members try to restrain Chris Back from attacking. But it would take only a couple of seconds for them to contain the X-WCW CEO as he breaks free off their clutches to tackle Bonito. Once he has Bonito, he sends Bonito and himself splashing onto the water.
JR: “OH BAH GAWD! Chris Back and Tony Bonito just splashed head on into the clod waters of Cleveland!”
The video does a replay of both men splashing into the water before they fade to black
***
As soon as the usual video package finishes its play, we go to ringside and watch as the stage pyros burst into living color. The capacity fans are on their feet as the X-WCW Nitro show starts its live broadcast. The cameras swirl around the arena crowd and show some various crowd signs like ‘I ribbed Eamon and he threatened to kill me’ or ‘WE WANT JOE GOLDSTONE!’. Finally, the cameras pan over to the announce table with James Russell and Randal King.
JR: “Welcome everyone to X-WCW Nitro! I’m James Russell alongside Randal King as always and we are live from the sold out Continental Airlines arena here in New Jersey.”
RK: “I had one helluva barbecue on turnpike last night, JR. Tonight, were here in the state’s best arenas to hold a wrestling event. Tonight’s gonna be one helluva wrestlefest I bet!”
JR: “It will indeed, King. Tonight will be the FINAL series of matches between Otacon and GME. The winner, will face Ignavus in the X Rumble and speaking of Ignavus, he will face Real America in an Ignavus Invitational.”
RK: “Last Nitro 19, it started with Ignavus being distracted by both RA and TGO who demanded a match with him. The only way to settle it was through a match last Warzone 31. We all know what turned out there, JR. TGO and KB seem to be in turbulent waters now thanks to that match.”
JR: “Tonight, they will also be in attendance. TGO and KB will be the first guests on Sandy Drake’s show ‘The Young Zone’.”
RK: “Don’t forget about the two title matches tonight, JR. The first one will be Reno Raynes defending his TV title against Judge Death. For the Xtreme title, we will have a ladder match between Nightmare and Seith Helloct.”
JR: “We got those two title matches, plus two tag team matches as well King. The Lost Boys will try to continue their winning ways against The Devil’s Rejects. The Twisted Hunterz will try their luck against Fragile Minds.”
RK: “Right now, JR, lets watch the FIRST of these tag team matches.”
The Lost Boys vs Devil’s Rejects
'Be My Frankenstein' begins to play and the crowd starts to giggle before anyone has even appeared. Their mirth only grows as two nearly-identical men step onto the stage, waving their arms overhead and hollering a mix of right-wing propaganda and Jamiroquai lyrics.
TH2: "The following tag-team contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...from Parts Unknown, at a combined weight of 700 pounds...Mike and Mark Daniels, the Lost Boys!"
The Boys dash quickly down to the ring and hop onto the apron; Mike slips off, though, and cracks his nose against the edge on his way back down to the floor. Mark avoids this fate and steps through the ropes, but gets his foot caught midway, and trips up as he tries to take a step forward, falling flat on his front.
JR: "It seems that Real American won't be joining his...boys...at ringside tonight."
RK: "Good riddance...wait, didn't they only win last time because of him?"
JR: "True, but perhaps he's trying to show some confidence in their abilities, y'know? Like saying he knows they don't need him."
RK: "So it's a bit like...Alec Guinness convincing Luke to face Vader alone?"
JR: (silence)
RK: "...I...I talked about Star Wars there, didn't I?"
JR: "Yes. Yes you did."
RK: "...I hate that Nidea guy so very, very much."
Mike rolls into the ring, and the Boys stand in their corner, punching each other in the shoulder and occasionally quacking as the arena's lights go all dark and spooky. Somewhere in the back row, a spaced-out attendee with a large mass of stubble yelps, "Zoinks! We're in for it now, Scoob!" as 'Master of Puppets' shifts into gear, prompting the appearance of two rather buff gentlemen, haloed by eerie red lights behind them.
TH2: "And the opponents...at a combined weight of 553 pounds...from Parts Unknown, Reaper...from Mount Olympus, Casus 'Crimson' Crevious...the Devil's Rejects!"
Reaper stalks down the ramp, sparing not a single gaze for his adversaries or the Mystery Machine gang, and uttering not a single word. Crevious, meanwhile, dramatically sinks to his knees, raises his arms aloft and looks to the rafters before screaming, "IN THE NAME OF ZEUS, I WILL TAINT THESE HALLOWED GROUNDS WITH THE DEFECATED UNDERGARMENTS OF THE DAMNED!" This draws much applause from the easily-impressed audience.
RK: "Why does it seem like half our current roster is made up of weirdos?"
JR: "Now, that's not fair, Randal. I truly believe that this is the strongest line-up the X-WCW has had in a long time."
RK: "Sure it is...if Chris Back decides to turn the whole place into an all-male burlesque show."
JR: "What about Absinthe and Rayne Bloodstone?"
RK: "They keep me sane."
Casus and Reaper hit the ring, and both Lost Boys step forward to intercept - but are stopped by ref Sid Greene, who points out that it's a tag match, so there's only one legal man per team at any time. The Boys ponder this, before nodding slowly, and then both retreat onto the apron. Greene grits his teeth, and gestures for one to re-enter the ring, as behind him Crevious stays in while Reaper goes out on the apron. Mike and Mark re-enter the ring, causing Greene to throw his arms up in despair, much to their confusion.
JR: "The Lost Boys appear to be having some trouble with...the basic rules of this match."
RK: "This is gonna be a long night."
Eventually, Sid loses patience, and simply shoves Mark out of the ring, calling for the bell before Mike fully realises what just happened. Mike stares at his brother, now lying dazed on the floor, for a few more seconds before frowning and yelling something at the ref - which is cut off by Casus' elbow connecting with his jaw. Mike is rocked back, only to be floored by a follow-up throat thrust. Casus delivers a few sharp stomps to Mike's head, before pulling him up and nailing a Front Powerslam!
JR: "Ow! What a - "
RK: "If you say something about feeling an impact I'm gonna shave your head."
JR: "...What with?"
RK: "Pruning shears."
JR: "...and there's a pin."
Indeed, Crevious makes a cover - 1...2...2? The ref seems distracted by something, namely Mike...
RK: "Is he...is he really - ?"
JR: "Yes, I think he is."
RK: "Jeeez-uz!"
JR: "For those of you who can't quite hear, Mike is singing the Barney song."
I love you,
You love me,
We're a happy fah-mih-leee...
This not only stops the ref midway through his count, it also makes Casus release the pin, with a look of complete disgust upon his godly face. Mike giggles, and seizes the initiative by pushing Crevious over, onto his back, then celebrates with a quick victory lap. Reaper, Casus and the ref can only look on in disbelief as Mike runs in a wide circle, almost clipping each corner, and Mark cheers him on from the apron.
JR: "Uh, calm down, son, you haven't won yet!"
RK: "And you're never going to if you don't stop doing that and - never mind."
For Mike has been intercepted mid-run by Casus, and taken down with a Spinebuster! Trippy C tugs Mike up by his hair and throws him into his team's corner, before going to town with some shoulder-thrusts to the midsection. Five strikes later, with Mike doubled over, he tags in Reaper, and the Rejects hoist Mike up high before slamming him down head-first with a Double-Team Brainbuster!
JR: "The angle on that was just - "
RK: "Zero."
JR: "What?"
RK: "It was a zero degree angle. Meaning straight-up, vertical."
JR: "...You...know math?"
Reaper clearly isn't satisfied yet, and retreats into one corner, hunkering down and breathing deeply while Mike still lies dazed. After Reaper pounds the mat a few times, Mike seems to wake up, and begins to regain his footing, as Mark headbutts the turnbuckle in an effort to encourage him.
JR: "Looks like it's time for R.I.P!"
RK: "Isn't that a band or something?"
Mike finally stands, and Mark cheers him on, waving a little flag attached to a toothpick. Mike gives his brother an exagerrated thumbs-up...then walks right into Reaper's R.I.P spear! Reaper quickly hooks the leg, the ref counts - 1...and pause.
RK: "Again?!"
JR: "This is getting pretty stupid now, frankly."
Mark has hopped into the ring and is doing a very loud, very shaky rain dance, replete with maracas and a snake around his neck. No idea where they came from. The ref appears to have frozen on the spot, much to Reaper's displeasure...and then abruptly, Greene stands up and starts to jig his little heart out. He's taking his passion and making it happen! Oh, what a feeling!
RK: "Did I miss something on the card that said this match was our newly-spawned 'Musical Massacre Match' or something?"
JR: "No, you didn't."
RK: "So they're just dancing for the hell of it."
JR: "Yes, they are."
RK: "And Mr. Back pays them for this?"
JR: "Yes, he - OH SNAP!"
Mark suddenly stops dancing, lets out a warcry, and makes a beeline right for Casus Crevious! The Crimson one blinks, and in that moment Mark halves the distance between them, before leaping into the air with what we could optimistically call a Flying Lariat, but is better described as 'jumping and waving your arms around a bit'. This effort, however, is still enough to knock Casus off the apron, sending both men soaring into space, then colliding violently with the safety barriers! Which clearly aren't very 'safe', since all they seem to do is hurt people!
JR: "WHOA! Check out the elevation that big guy achieved!"
RK: "Check out how embarassing it was, too. I mean, what did he do besides knock himself out?"
JR: "He took out Crevious!"
RK: "So sure?"
Outside the ring, Casus is already stirring, although his eyes are crossed. Mark's tongue is hanging out, and he's drooling. Reaper rolls off Mike and looks to the outside, checking on his partner...and by the time he turns around, Mike is standing right in front of him with what can only be called a maniacal smile on his face! Reaper still fails to look intimidated - but he reassesses this after Mike delivers a brutal headbutt, knocking Death's Hand down to one knee. Mike cackles, throws his head back and yells, "For...the...ROYALTYYYYYY!".
RK: "The who now?"
JR: "I think he means RA...remember, he's a king now."
RK: "Christ, I hope people don't think I'm related to him. Hey, look who it is!"
JR: "Uh-oh."
Mike's good mood vanishes as a spotlight focuses on the ramp, revealing -
RK: "Walking Stix and Fiddle Stix!"
JR: "...And with that, the ominous portents are destroyed."
...Damien and Dante Stix, masks in place, eyes locked with those of Mike, who stares back, unflinching.
And stares.
And stares...
And stares that little bit more.
RK: "Oh, THIS is exciting!"
Suddenly, Mike cries out and throws his hands up to his now-reddened eyes. The Stixes nod in amusement.
JR: "Okay, so...the brothers Stix won the, uh, staring contest. Can we get back to the match now?"
RK: "For however long that lasts..."
Mike drops his hands - and Crevious, having rolled back in the ring during that minor debacle, lifts Mike up onto his shoulders and scores with the Final Breath!
RK: "...Which isn't very long at all!"
Reaper drops over Mike, and the ref reluctantly makes the count at Casus' insistence. 1...2...3!
TH2: "Here are your winners...the Devil's Rejects!"
The Stixes begin to retreat up to the stage as the crowd showers the victorious Rejects in catcalls, whilst Mike rolls back and forth on the mat, holding his foot (yes, his foot) and Mark continues to drool on the floor. X-WCW goes to a commercial break as the Lost Boys really look lost inside the ring.
We come back from the commercial break to hear some beats from the PA systems. Soon enough, we hear a very familiar tone.
“Oooh, oh oh oh oh
I ain’t happy, I’m feelin glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I’m useless, but not for long
My future, is comin on
is comin on, is comin on”
“Clint Eastwood” continues to blare through the PA systems as Ignavus makes his way out of the curtains. The fans cheer loudly at the X-WCW World champ as he comes out wearing some jeans and a new ‘King of Slackaz’ t-shirt (now available at xwcwshop.com). He has his X-WCW World title around his waist as he makes his way down the ramp.
THII: “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the current X-WCW World Champion, JOSH ‘IGNAVUS’!!!”
Ignavus enters the ring slowly through the ring steps and he climbs up the corner. When he reaches the top turnbuckle, he unbuckles his belt and poses for the fans.
JR: “Welcome back to X-WCW Nitro! Right now, the current X-WCW champ Ignavus is making his presence felt here in the ringside area.”
RK: “He has a new shirt, JR. Gee, I wonder what is up with that!”
Ignavus jumps off the turnbuckle and makes it to the middle of the ring where THII is on standby beside the champ. He is handed the mic by THII and Ignavus looks at her and smiles.
Igz: “Uhm, thanks my friend.”
He turns to address the crowd, who continue to chant “IGZ” all around the building.
Igz: “As you all know, tonight marks my first time back in the wrestling ring after I won over my battle with mono. It was a whole damn month since that sickness took me out of my usual groove. You know, with that sickness of mine, it really made me LAZIER than I usually was. Now, that would prove to be efficient for me to be lazier than usual, but the downside was, I would be pushing daises right now if I got punched on my stomach or sides. So, to make myself back to the lazy state I usually was, I’d just go down here ringside and take a seat with Jimmy and Randy right there.”
Ignavus points at the commentator’s table.
RK: “And thankfully, those days are OVER! HAHA!”
Ignavus gives them a thumbs up before he continues.
Igz: “But now that I’m a-ok, LET THE REIGN OF THE SLACKA RESUME! Tonight, I will hold the Ignavus Invitational. Now the way it works is, I invite someone down here to face me in a singles match tonight. During my time backstage, I’ve been thinking long and hard on who to invite tonight to a match. Last show, TGO and RA put on a match that was supposed to face me for my title, but Mr. Back nullified that stipulation. So, tonight, the winner of that match STEP ON DOWN TO RINGSIDE!”
Ignavus points to the stage as “Cocky” by Kid Rock plays through the speakers. The fans boo loudly as Real American comes out with his usual attire.
RK: “UGH! For heaven’s sakes, why him?!”
JR: “Well, he DID win against TGO last Warzone..”
RK: “Anyone can win against TGO, JR, ANYONE!”
RA slides inside the ring while Ignavus applauds him.
Igz: “Nice to see you here RA! Tonight, you are cordially invited to face me in the 2007 Ignavus Invitatio..”
RA snatches the mic from Ignavus, while Igz just raises an eyebrow for that action by his opponent for the night.
RA: “Quit the BS, champ! Tonight, RA doesn’t care if heis facing you for that title or not, what matters is that RA will kick your ass from pillar to post. Tony Bonito said it right to RA days before, its people like YOU who hold talent like Real American DOWN!”
RA glares at Ignavus, who just shrugs at him and continues to look sheepishly at the challenger.
RA: “Tonight, RA will grab you by the head and beat you up into a pulp! Tonight, everyone here will witness the doom of their champion Ignavus at the hands of the best wrestler today….REAL AMERICAN!!!”
RA poses infront of Igz while the fans boo loudly. RA shoves the mic back to Igz, and the champ just looks at the mic before he dusts it off and speaks to RA.
Igz: “Whoa, even though this is news to me that your exerting effort in your promos these days, calm down RA. Out of all the people backstage, I picked you cause you are the most mellow individuals ever! Now, your, well…so different. What gives now man? Is it the milk that TB gave ya or something? Right now, your exerting too much of yourself, that would just make you break down earlier in this ring later. You should just relax like me, the champ. Complacency is a philosophy that you should try to do these days. I mean, it worked wonders for me, so it could help you too..right?”
Igz smiles at RA sheepishly, but RA just shakes his head and leaves the ring. RA completely leaves the ringside area as Ignavus pulls up his mic slowly.
Igz: “Was it something I said?”
The crowd laughs as X-WCW goes backstage.
Backstage
We go backstage with Cole Ryan as he has Judge Death beside him.
CR: “We are here backstage with the challenger to Reno Raynes’s X-WCW Television Title, JUDGE DEATH! Its uhm…good to see you here JD. So, I got to ask, how would you prepare yourself tonight for this match between Reno?”
JD: "How would I? Well, iff I could go back in time and relivve thhe lasst week all ovver again, I would take thhe time to hunt down Reno'ss ffamily and take thhem ass hosstagess to gain ssome levverage ovver thhe sswine, beffore demanding hiss title in exxchange ffor thheir ssaffety. I would, off coursse, kill thhem regardlesss off whethher or not he capitulated to my demandss. Ass it sstandss, howevver, I completely fforgot to implement thhiss plan, and insstead sspent ssome quality time watching Oprah re-runss. Ooh, and I went to ssee Ghosst Rider. And Hot Fffuzzz. Good ffilmss, yesss..."
CR: “That’s, er..interesting! It has been documented that you hate people who steal your name, so what do you think of the newcome Rayne Bloodstone and how she allegedly stole your ‘death’ copyright?”
JD: "I know not who documentss my wordss, but iff I catch thhem at it again, all thhe ffire and torment off Hell itsselff will sseem a blesssing compared to my righteouss rage. Regarding misss Bloodsstone, howevver...being thhat sshhe iss what ssome people reffer to ass a 'noob', I am prepared to be ssomewhat lenient; iff shhe agreess to givve me a sspongebathh, I will not presss fforwardss withh legal chargess. But thhiss iss a one-time offfer, Rayne - do not wasste it!"
CR: “Before we end this interview, do you have anything to say about the recent incident between you or Mr. GME last month?”
JD: "Thhiss wass all down to thhe ffact thhat Cap'n E doess not shhare my ssophhissticated ssensse off humour. Whilsst I sseek and ffind joy in my appointed tasskss, thhe Grandmasster ssimply plodss ffrom one match to thhe nexxt, only sstopping to complain about othher companiess en route. Hencce, hiss idea off what makess a good joke hass been corrupted and decayed. Or, to put it more conccissely, he iss a misserable old ffool. Luckily, we rarely meet, sso I do not havve to sstand hiss negativve attitude ffor any particular lengthh off time."
CR: “Thank you for your time. Lets go back to ringside with JR and King.”
We go back to ringside and the camera pans over to the announce table.
JR: “Well folks, up next, we will have the X-WCW Television match between Judge Death and Reno Raynes”
X-WCW goes to a commercial break.
X-WCW TV Championship
Judge Death vs Reno Raynes(c)
Out of the Silent Planet by Iron Maiden plays over the loud speakers. The airs radiates with an eerie sense of doom and gloom. The reason is soon discovered as Judge Death appears at the top of the ramp. He makes his way to the ring in normal, odd Judge Death fashion. He enters the ring and takes his place in one of the corners.
The arena then takes on a new feel. The crowd electrifies as Points of Authority by Linkin Park blares through the speakers. The TV Champion, Reno Raynes runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle and raises the belt as the fans cheer him on. He then takes his place in the other corner as he hands the belt over to the ref and his music dies down.
THII: “This contest is scheduled for one fall. It will be for the X-WCW TV Championship. Introducing first, the challenger: from Deadworld, he weighs in at 100 pounds, Judge Death!.”
The crowd gives the eccentric X-WCW superstar a nice reaction.
THII: “And his opponent, from Paris, France, he weighs in at 195 pounds, the X-WCW TV Champion, “Hangtime” Reno Raynes.”
JR: “You hard it folks, we have a TV title bout and this contest has opened up with a collar and elbow tie up.”
Both men struggle for a few moments before JD takes a fist and drives it into the side of RR to break up the hold. JD bounces RR off the ropes and connects with a forearm smash.
JR: “And Judge Death is taking the fight to Reno Raynes early in the contest.”
RK: “Effective strategy my friend. He doesn’t want Raynes leaving the ground.”
JD continues to lay into Raynes with stiff right hands. JD bounces off the ropes and connects with a running knee lift that sends RR to the ground. He goes for a cover, but only gets a two count.
JR: “Judge Death makes the first pin fall attempt of the match. Too soon though.”
Raynes starts to get up as JD continues he assault. JD then picks up Raynes to attempt a power bomb. As he lifts RR up, Raynes reverses the move.
JR: “Raynes reverses into a hurricanrana with a pin attempt. 1,2, no. Not quite yet.”
RK: “How could that skinny turd even pick Raynes up?”
JR: “Judge Death is a lot stronger than he looks.”
Raynes now has the advantage as he bounces off the ropes and hits a flying shoulder block. The force drives JD to his knees and Raynes follows up the move with a dropkick to the face of JD. He then drags Judge Death over to one of the corners.
JR: “Raynes now has the upper hand and has a shot at winning.”
RK: “But he’s gonna be stupid and go high risk.”
King’s words utter an air of truth as Raynes goes to the top rope. He then leaps off for a corkscrew moonsault, but the challenger rolls out of the way and RR hits the floor.
RK: “Raynes just ate canvas on that one.”
Raynes is struggling to his feet as JD delivers a stiff kick to the ribs of JD. The force drives RR towards the ropes. JD goes to pick him up, but Raynes reaches up and grabs Judge Death, throwing him through the ropes. JD is reeling on the floor. Raynes takes the opportunity to get up. Both men are staggering. The ref begins his ten count. One is counted as both men stir. Two goes by and Raynes is on his feet. He runs back and goes full force over the top rope knocking JD down on the impact.
JR: “The brawl has gone to the outside. Both men have gotten up very quickly from that suicide dive from Reno raynes. Raynes picks up Judge Death and BAH GAWD! He just threw Judge Death into the steps.”
With JD on the ground, RR grabs JD’s head and hits it on the steps several times. RR grabs JD and throws him into the barrier and then back into the ring. He goes for a cover, but JD kicks out at the two count. Raynes then bounces off the ropes and uses the momentum to hit JD with a standing senton. The resulting pin attempt also ends at two.
RK: “The kid just can’t keep that skinny turd down.”
Raynes is visibly frustrated. He grabs the reeling JD who fights back with a series of lefts and rights, eventually getting RR away from him with an unexpected clothesline.
As Raynes staggers, JD Irish whips him into the corner and runs at him with the full force of his whole body. He grabs Raynes by throat and throttles him in the corner. The ref begins the count.
JR: “Judge Death with a blatant choke in the corner, using that five count to his advantage.”
After the ref counts four, JD lets go of the hold. He then lays into Raynes with a hard knife edge chop. He then repeats this several times. With each chop, the crowd lets out a Ric Flair style “WOO!”
JR: “Effective strategy by Judge Death, using those Flair syle chops to drive the wind out of Raynes.”
RK: “He’s gotta keep this kid on the ground.”
JD throws RR to the ropes, and connects with a windmill kick on the return. He then mounts RR and lays in with a series of right hands. He goes off in succession and the crowd counts along as he hits 10 hard rights.
In an amazing show of strength, JD lifts up RR by the throat and lines him up for a choke bomb. At the last possible second, RR turns his body and hits JD with an enziguri. RR lands on JD and goes for a cover.
JR: “Reno Raynes with that great reversal goes for a cover. He hooks the leg. 1,2, not quite. The ref had his hand going down for three, but it didn’t make it to the floor.”
Raynes gets up quickly as JD staggers. RR grabs JD and shoots him to the ropes. He goes for a flying cross body, but JD catches him and thows him back with a vicious fall away slam. RR is thrown onto the top rope back first.
JD goes over and picks up RR.
JR: “Judge Death grabs Raynes by the throat and hist that powerful punh of his to the ribcage of Reno Raynes.”
RK: “That punch has taken down many great opponents in Death’s past.”
JR: “He goes for the pin, 1,2,3. It’s over.”
THII: “Here is your winner and the new X-WCW TV Champion, Judge Death!”
JD takes the belt and celebrates his title win.
JR: “What a great back and forth contest. We’ve still got more X-WCW action to come.”
Backstage
We go to the backstage area where we see TRD standing infront of CB.
CB: “Now TRD, you have an idea just why I chose you to face Tony Bonito tonight right?”
TRD slowly nods his head before CB speaks again.
CB: “Its not because that I want you to destroy him inside that ring, the real reason is that I cant stand that look in your face every time you hear his name. Kid, there’s a lotta anger in your eyes right now, I know exactly what your feeling.”
TRD just turns around to face the opposite side before he speaks to CB.
TRD: “What can I say, Mr. Back? He was afterall responsible of injuring my mentor last year. Everytime I hear him brag about it just makes me want to beat him within an inch of his life. He thinks he can get away with that, Mr. Back?! DOES HE?!”
TRD huffs and puffs before he slowly turns back to CB and slams a fist on the desk.
TRD: “Tonight, he is NOT getting away with it…I will make him pay….I will make him feel the pain. I swear to you that…”
With that said, TRD storms out of the office while CB has a smirk on his face. X-WCW goes to a commercial break.
Sean Byrne vs Greg Biafra
We go back from the break and we see Terri Hotbody in with a mic up to her lips as the crowd goes into silence and in anticipation of the next match.
THII: “Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls the following contest is set for one fall….So without further delay, introducing the first…..”
~Iron Man~ by Black Sabbath resonates from the speakers and Sean Byrne steps out on to the ramp to a big reception from the capacity crowd…..After a few seconds of taking in the atmosphere Byrne slowly makes his way down to the ring before posing then standing atop a turnbuckle shouting ARE YOU READY???
THII: “Hailing from Boston, Massachusetts weighing in at 265lbs i give you "The Boston Rocker" SEEAAAAN BYYYRNE!!!!"
THII:”Next, introducing his opponent, making his X-WCW debut…..”
~I want to conquer the world~ By Bad Religion erupts from the speakers and a pumped up Greg Biafra struts out onto the entrance ramp rocking out to the music, as he makes his way down he hits a few high fives with the excited fans then slides under the ropes and climbs up atop a turnbuckle playing some air guitar*
THII:” Hailing from San Diego, California standing at 5'11" and weighing in at 238lbs i give you GREG BIIIIIIIAFRA!!!!"
As the crowd begins to calm down, the two men come face to face in the ring and the referee signals for the bell to start the match
JR: "Well this really could go anyway tonight King. On one hand we have a steady and consistent wrestler in Byrne and on the other we have somewhat of an unknown quantity in Biafra, whats your take on this match up?"
RK: "Greg WHO?...What trashcan did we drag this muscle headed guy from....Why are we even talking about a forgone conclusion like this?"
JR: "So were saying Byrne to dominate the match then?"
RK: "No ill go with Biafra, you really are bias against these newcomers JR"
JR :"But you just sai.....I give up, just watch the damn match."
As the bell rings the two men lock up in the middle of the ring grappling for a few moments before Biafra hits Byrne with a hard knee to the gut followed by an inverted DDT that leaves the Boston rocker clutching the back of his head on the canvas
RK: "You see JR, Biafra took the advantage and hit Byrne to the canvas hard."
JR: "Lets not get ahead of ourselves King there’s a long way still to go."
As Byrne begins to get up Biafra hits a few hard stamp to the back of his opponent before picking him up to his feet and Irish whipping him into the ropes. As Byrne bounces off the ropes he just manages to duck the oncoming clothes line from Biafra before rebounding once more and hitting a massive dropkick to the chest of the debutant sending them both thudding to the canvas
JR: "Excellent turn around there from the Boston rocker, quick thinking can win matches King."
Sean Byrne is the first to get back to his feet and he repays the compliment to Biafra by stomping him back down to the canvas
RK: "Now thats just cowardly kicking a man while he's down."
JR: "I didn't hear you chirping up when the new guy was employing the same tactics"
RK: "He's new though he needs to take every chance he can get."
Byrne picks up Biafra and hits him with several hard chops to the chest before irishwhipping him into the rope and hitting him on the return with a thunderous German suplex
JR: "You see king momentum is everything when it comes to that move and Byrn executes it as good as anyone.
RK: “Lucky if you ask me."
Byrne continues building momentum by bouncing off the ropes once more and hitting a sharp elbow drop to the midsection of Biafra making him clutch at him abdomen
JR: “Oh now the fun starts King, Byrnes heading for the top turnbuckle looking to finish Biafra before he can get back into this match.
SB reaches the top turnbuckle and launches himself off into a Rocksault that hit its target with precision and power leaving Biafra writhing in pain on the floor...........Byrne slowly gets to his feet having felt some of the effects of the impact himself and go's for the pin on GB
JR: "This is it King 1...2...KICKOUT FROM BIAFRA!!!"
RK: "This guy may look like he's one of those hobos that IGZ likes to spend time with but he's got some tenacity ill tell you that for nothing."
JR: "Well ill give him that king he's showed some guts to kick out of that and keep the match alive"
SB stands up, shakes his head and drags Biafra to his feet
JR: “Were gonna see the final Cutter here king.....wait for it.”
SB sets up GB for his finisher but some how GB wriggles free and dropping to his knee's and hitting a low blow to the Boston Rocker
JR: That was nothing more that a cheap shot from a desperate man King
RK: "All's fair JR, All's fair....."
JR: "Well if nothing else he's manages to piss Byrne off"....."look, he took that cheap shot like a man and he's back to his feet which is more that i can say for Biafra who's still on all fours looking way out of his depth here tonight."
Byrne walks around for a moment checking his equipment before turning his attention back to the struggling Biafra who he once again picks up for his finisher
JR: "Here we go King GB isn't going anywhere this time"........."CRUNCH, FINAL CUTTER GAME OVER GREG BIAFRA."
RK:"What did i tell you JR these new guys are useless i knew SB would prevail."
SB drags GB into the middle of the ring and lifts his leg for the pin
JR:"1....2....3!!!!! It's all over and another routine win for The Boston Rocker Sean Byrne"
RK: "Just like i predicted all along JR"
JR: "King you back Biafra and just like him you flopped miserably so pipe down before you make an even bigger fool of yourself."
SB stands in the middle of the ring arms aloft as the beaten GB lays motionless on the canvas.......SB then moves to the turnbuckle and just as he raises his hand in celebration “Hurt” by Johnny Cash hits the Pa system and a figure walks out onto the rampway
RK: "Its the Renegade JR"
JR: "What the hell is he doing here"
RK: "Well it looks like were about to find out, he's making his way down to the ring"
SB climbs down from the turnbuckle as The Renegade enters the ring, the two men meet in the middle and try to stare each other down but neither one moves an inch. X-WCW goes to a commercial break.
The Twisted Hunters vs Fragile Minds
THII: “Ladies & gentlemen, the following tag-team contest is scheduled for one fall. It will be fought under a 30 minute time-limit, introducing first….”
*“Shut Me Up” by Mindless Self Indulgence hits the speakers and the X-WCW fans start to boo the returning evil team of the “Fragile Minds”. Vanish & Thornn both walk out of the curtains and stroll down the ramp-way. The smaller Vanish slides into the ring, while the 6’9 monster Thornn climbs over the top rope.*
THII: “From the Horizon’s Edge….Vanish!! And his partner, from Reasoning’s Edge, Thornn…THE FRAGILE MINDS!!”
JR: “Well, the two superstars have come out of here without that jesabel valet of theirs.”
RK: “She is far from a Jezebel JR, stop watching Raw all the time by the way. Freaking Ross catchphrase stealer.”
*Then “We Don’t Die” by Twizted hits the speaker’s and the jeers continue. Jake and Ken come walking down the isle with those sick/sadistic smirks upon their faces. The two slide into the ring and get face to face with their opponents. As the staredown continues, the referee breaks it up to make sure nobody starts any physical problems before the match.*
*“Vanish” smirks and makes a cutthroat sign, then heads to the outside of the ring. Jake and Ken both shrug and Ken heads to his corner. The referee signals the bell to start the match as Jake circles around his larger opponent. Thornn turns around to face Jake and Jake charges his opponent. He jumps up at him, but gets caught in mid-air and slammed down a choke-bomb. Thornn stands up and looks at the small Jake holding his back in pain and goes for the pinfall, Jake shows spirit fortunately and kicks out before the ref can get a 1 count.*
RK: “He may be small Russell, but Jake does have a lot of heart. That is a great gift to have here in the X-WCW.”
*Thornn grabs his opponent by the throat with both hands and violently pulls him up to his feet. He lets Jake stand and sends a vicious right hand to Jake’s mouth. Jake spins all the way around before a vicious throat thrust from Thornn takes him down. The big man laughs cockily as he grabs poor Jake Hunter by the legs. Thornn starts to go for a Catapult, but Jake lands on his feet. When Thornn gets up to one knee, Jake Hunter gets on him with some lefts and rights to the face.*
*Jake throws as many punches as he can, but Thornn pushes him off to stop any momentum. Jake rolls to his feet and spots Thornn charging at him. He slides under the big guy’s legs and dives to make a tag at his partner Ken. The slightly taller brother of the two climbs onto the top tope. Thornn turns around and is almost taken down by a flying cross body, but he catches him in mid-air.*
JR: “Looks like that was a bad idea for Ken Hunter.”
RK: “Yeah, I agree.”
*It looks as if Thornn is going to take his opponent down with a power slam, but Jake saves his brother just in the nick of time with a chop-block to the back of Thornn’s knee. Thornn falls backwards and Jake stays on top for a pinfall attempt.*
JR: “1…2..kickout by Thornn! Wow, what an innovative maneuver by the Hunter brothers.”
RK: “Yeah, it was really smart. I’m surprised that those two would think of something like that.”
*Just as Jake gets up, he is taken down by a “Point Of View” shining wizard by Vanish. The momentum of the attack sends Jake Hunter rolling out of the ring, Vanish goes to capitalize on his “ringed out” opponent, but the referee stops him and sends him back to his corner. Meanwhile, Thornn and Ken have gotten up and Ken is sending some rights to Thorn’s face. He hits the ropes, but gets rammed to the mat with a hip toss! Thornn staggers a bit to his corner and tags out to his partner, Vanish.*
*Vanish climbs into the ring and bashes Ken’s head in with a running elbow drop. He quickly goes for a pinfall attempt while also watching Jake climb back onto the apron and at his corner.*
JR: “1…2…kickout by Ken Hunter. These two need to single out Vanish and end the match against him, I don’t see them stopping Thornn right now.”
*Vanish stands up and helps his opponent up by the hair. He sends a couple clubs to the back and takes Ken down with a double-armed DDT. Vanish doesn’t stop there, he applies a ground sleeper hold to further the damage on Ken’s neck. After about a minute of being locked in a sleeper, Jake loses his mind watching his brother suffer and jumps on top of the top rope and hits Vanish and Ken with a springboard leg drop! The attack does indeed hit his brother, but not nearly as hard as Vanish! Vanish lets go and Jake Hunter hurries back to his corner, Ken starts to show signs of life as the referee starts the count. When he gets to 5, Ken is standing up, but Vanish is also getting onto his knees.*
*Ken wastes no time and charges at Vanish, hitting him with a running dropkick to the face. Both superstars drop down and Ken attempts a cover, but big ol Thornn comes in and breaks it up. Thornn grabs Ken Hunter by the head and picks him up, but for some reason the referee runs towards Jake. He grabs a foreign object from the Hunter brother, but has his back turned on the legal men. Jake sends a vicious low-blow to Thornn.*
JR: “Damnit, I knew we would spot some bs here!”
*All of a sudden, Vanish returns the favor with his own lowblow from behind! Thornn, who is holding his own Thorn, (no homo there…) eats up the pain long enough to execute on of the Fragile Minds specialties.*
RK: “Whoa, foolkiller by Fragile Minds!!”
*The referee makes the count as Ken is layed out by the finisher. When the referee gets to 1, Jake Hunter hits the turnbuckle and goes for a diving splash to break it up, but Thornn is there to catch him in mid air and hits him with a fall away slam. The referee continues to pinfall counting.*
JR: “2…3, Fragile Minds win again.”
RK: “Pretty good match…for Fragile Minds. Hahaha.”
*“Shut Me Up” by Mindless Self Indulgence hits the speakers for the second time of the night and the fans continue to boo the two. Absiente makes her way down the ramp and into the ring, then hugs the victorious superstars
JR: “Fragile Minds win again for the second straight time since their return.”
RK: “These guys are on a roll, JR!”
Just then, Vanish grabs a mic and speaks to the crowd as the music dies down.
Vanish: “Its been 2 straight shows, and we proved our dominance in the ring against other teams. So Mr. Back, we got to tell you, we SHOULD be the number one contenders for the titles! Those ICP buffoons don’t stand a chance against the resurrected force that is fragile minds.”
After Vanish pulls down his mic, the Twiztid Hunters enter the ringside area and the fans give out a mild pop as Jake Hunter has a mic on his hand.
Jake: “OH! So that’s what you wanna do huh guys? Guess what, me and Ken here aint takin no s*** like that! You wanna prove that your better than US?!”
Ken gets the mic and laughs for a while before he speaks.
Ken: “Break out the faygo bottles Jake, cause we gonna have to use it with these inbred jerks right now!”
Jake grabs the mic back and looks at Ken.
Jake: “Now you know I aint gonna waste a good bottle to smash on their ugly mugs, Ken. You know were better than that. Here is what we will do though, Fragile Minds, you wanna challenge us for the #1 contendership for the tag team titles? FINE! You got it! On Warzone, it’s the Hunter Brothers vs Fragile Minds.”
Inside the ring, Fragile Minds and Absinthe have a smirk on their faces, that is until Jake finishes his speech.
Jake: “In a TABLES, LADDERS and CHAIRS match!!!”
The fans go wild with that announcement as the three people in the ring have a shocked expression.
JR: “Oh my goodness! On Warzone, we will see two tag teams go at it in a TLC match!”
RK: “Warzone will really be a warzone when those two teams battle it out with tables, ladders and chairs.”
JR: “Folks, we need to go to a commercial break, but don’t go anywhere we will be right back!”
X-WCW goes to a commercial break.
***COMMERCIAL BREAK*****
The commercial shows an empty backstage corridor, however, we hear something that is about to near the view. After a few seconds, a speeding shopping cart passes by and it crashes off camera. The footage fades to black as we see the following words.
“Random Insanity…will soon hit the X-WCW”
We go back to the scene as the camera pans over to the wrecked shopping cart and it reveals Justin Sane getting up to his feet. Slowly, he tilts his head towards the camera and he flashes a grin.
Justin: “Now THAT was JUST-INSANE!”
The footage fades as we see the following words again.
“JUSTIN SANE”
“ARRIVING SOON TO THE X-WCW”
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Sandy Drake presents: ”The Young Zone”
We go back to ringside as the ring already has some black carpeting on the mat with a round table in the middle. Inside the ring, we also see three lazy boys facing the table so the three people sitting in the lazy boys can see each other. Just then, “Top of the world” by the All American Rejects hits the speakers and TGO enters the ringside area.
JR: “Welcome back to Nitro! Right now, we will have the first edition of The Young Zone with Sandy Drake.”
RK: “It looks to me like some of the usual wrestling talk shows, but I dunno, lets see what this can bring to the table.”
TYO makes his way down to the ring in a black suit with a dark red silk shirt. He gets into the ring and smiles at how cool the set up is and that it is actually there and done with. TYO takes a seat and picks up a mic, Cue his opening monologue
Drake: “Well, well, well… Here we are then… all I have to say is wow… I mean these lazy boys are comfy as hell. Probably a lot better then the seats they got in the front row and beyond to the cheap section, you know who you are. Well anyways enough with the banter we must be getting on with the show. In the case that you might not know what’s going on here this is “The Young Zone” *Drake does the Dr. Evil double finger quote to the sound of really cheesy music*. Raw had Jericho, Smackdown! Had the Cabana and the Peep Show, and before that there was the Snake and Piper’s Pits. If you haven’t figured it out from that, then well this is a talk show, and I Sandy Drake will personally conducting interviews with wrestlers every show or so to keep everyone up to date with who’s working with who, who’s fighting who, who’s working for who, who’s rooming with the ReAl AmErIcAn after we go back to the hotels at night……”
TYO pauses for a while and looks at a nearby stage hand.
Drake: “Wait a second….. Who put that in my flash cards damn it. That’s just a dirty, dirty thought right there. But then again…. No we are not gonna go there. Well my first guests tonight here in “The Young Zone” are two of the biggest rising stars here in the X-WCW, who are also former Ultimate Tag Team Champions. One who started his career here with something like four months of losses, who finally rose up from the ashes and is the current X-WCW United States Heavyweight Champion, Karl Baller. The other his tag team partner up until recently as it appears, and who is also in a slump that can only be described as a win loss streak that is worse then his tag team partner’s starting out. And his latest feat, one that is so strange, that the Pope has called it a sign that Judgment Day is coming, losing to “King” RA. Of course ladies and gentlemen I’m talking about TGO The Great One. Without further adu Im gonna call out my first guest, Karl Baller!!!”
“Ima Hustla” plays throughout the speakers and Karl Baller comes out to ringside to a huge round of cheers from the fans. He is seen wearing some jeans and a white New Jersey Nets basketball jersey of Jason Kidd. KB also has his X-WCW US title with him as its placed on his shoulder.
JR: “Here comes the US champ, King, and the fans are loving it!”
RK: “You tell me, JR, they are going ballistic here.”
KB enters the ring and both men shake hands before they finally sit down to start the interview.
Drake: “So Karl how you been holding up man? Strange week for you I can imagine?”
KB: "Yeah, this been some crazy sh** homie. I been getting through it you know, enjoying my lil vacation from the ring and what not. Don't think i'm rusty or anything, i'll still beat whoeva's a** in a quick second.”
Drake: “Ahh okay, so moving on. How does it feel to be the US champion right now, the highs and lows?”
KB: “Ahh, its been a real great expierence. This is a championship alot of people want so I am anxious to shatter their dreams and whatever. I wish I could defend it more, but I guess people to scared to step up. Management doesn't know who got enough skills to dance with "Da Kid".”
Drake: “Interesting to hear that, now on to the subject at hand and the reason why you are here. TGO’s sudden change in attitude. Now what are your thoughts on that, and do you think it might have something to do with being the number one contender for your US title?”
KB: “Actually, I ain't know who was the number one contender until you just told me (heh heh). I hope it ain't, I mean I beat him for this fair and square, we most def shouldn't have any beef over this right here *pats his U.S. title*. We are still cool i'm guessing.”
Drake: “Alright now what about that push to the floor that he gave you after his match with RA, what are your thoughts on that?”
RK: “Aside from being baffled on how RA could actually win? HAHAH!”
JR: “Shush! King, they are doing this interview, and we can be heard from the household audience. Have a little respect.”
RK: “I just cant help myself, JR. You know that!”
After a short pause, KB replies.
KB: “That was frustration on his side, he ain't been the greatest wrestler in his last few matches and he got angry. I know how he felt...it was just like the beggining of my career here, he just gotta work hard and bounce back. I left it alone because he was angry and thats all I will say about that.”
Drake: “Now is there any chance you would be interested in reforming with TGO if things were smoothed out between you and him or is there to much drama between The Thrillaz that it will be a long long time before we see them on the same team?”
KB: “Yeah, everything will smooth out and we will regain our gold. We would still be champions to this day if those NTO f*g bags didn't prance their heel wearing asses to the ring and f up our title defense. We are indeed the best team in X-WCW and everyone knows it. It will only take a little while longer before we get back on the same page...and when that happens our championship book won't ever end.”
Drake: “Well Karl before you jump to any further conclusions, lets get the other side of the story, to see how it all matches up.”
"Bullets" by Creed hits and the fans let off a mixed reaction. TGO comes out and walks calmly to the ring. He slides in and shakes hands with the host of this segment, TYO, and sits across the table from his tag partner Karl Baller. TGO's eyes shift to the U.S. title a bit, but he looks at his partner and gives off a friendly smirk.
RK: “Oh great, now we get to hear from THIS guy…ugh..”
Drake: “Now gentlemen we are all civilized here and I expect you to act the same way you would act infront of your mothers here. Now TGO many people have been wondering whats been going on in your head for awhile so I guess we gotta know. What is running through your head right now?”
TGO faces TYO
TGO: “Well dude, I haven't been Samoa Joe like lately ya know? When I first came I was unstoppable, I had a long undefeated streak...now look at me. Alot has been going on in my head, but to sum it all up...I need to get back on track.”
Drake: “ahha and Karl do you have anything to comment about this?”
KB: “Thats what he believes he should do and i'm 100% behind him.”
Drake: “Okay then next question. TGO do you feel that there was any tension put on you when Karl won the US title, for you to equalize with him or do better with him, cuz I do remember that when Karl and I were fighting for team X-WCW in the wargames match against AFW, 2NLW, and XWA, you had a world title shot against then champion Octacon, which you sadly came up short in. “
TGO: “Yeah we were unifying the X-WCW and UCW world titles...I was really cocky since I was UCW X-division, Tag Team, United States, and World champion in UCW at the same time once before and I LET Otacon beat me for the X-division title a while back. I tought I would just out him right then and there, but alas I could not.”
Drake: “..and once again if Karl has anything he would like to add to this he can say it now.”
KB: “Nothing about...UCW I mean.”
*The crowd chuckles a bit and this sparks a little anger in TGO once again. He keeps his cool though and speaks.*
Drake: “Okay then TGO I just asked what Karl’s thoughts were on this topic but I gotta ask you first hand, why did you push Karl after you lost to RA did he say something that the camera’s or mics didn’t pick up, or were you just pissed off at the world, and Karl was the only person you saw to take your frustrations out on?”
TGO: “As Baller stated before, I was just really angry. I didn't mean to take everything out on him,b ut it just happend. I've said it like a trillion times, but i'll say it infront of the world, I'm sorry dude.”
Drake: “Karl your thoughts on what he just said.”
KB: “It's cool home boy. Just try not to let it happen again man.”
Drake: “Okay now that we have heard from both parties, I think what everyone needs is a hug, so come on lets hug it out bitches…. Just fucking with you guys. A little bit of Ari Gold rubbed off on me after watching Entourage, which comes back to HBO for its fourth season this April………. Oh god did I just do crappy product placement for HBO… and not even in my first episode is finished yet.”
Drake shuffles his cue cards before he speaks
Drake: “Anyways back to the matter at hand. So if the internet smarks haven’t figured it out already then obviously we are gonna see a match between you too for US title, now gentlemen will we see a good clean fight here or are you guys gonna pull out all the stops to win?”
KB: “Of course you will, it will be the MAIN EVENT of the show whether its scheduled to be or not. TGO is my homie and all, but I will indeed be taking back my United States title. Cause da truth and nothin less...ain't NOOOBOOODY seeing Da Kid!”
The two former tag champs smirk at each other then speak.
TGO: “I will work hard and when I get the oppertunity KB, I will be looking right at you as the referee counts the 1...2...3 for me to be the champion. No hard feelings though buddy.”
TYO shakes hands with both men before he speaks again.
Drake: “Well guys, thanks for your time tonight. So as I said, I too will look forward to facing YOU, Mister Baller for the US title on Warzone. Ok folks, that’s all for our first edition of the young zone. I hope you people enjoy, cause we will go back on the air next Nitro!”
X-WCW goes to a commercial break.
Ignavus Invitational Match
Ignavus vs Real American
We come back from the commercial break as we hear “Cocky” by Kid Rock. Real American makes his presence felt on the ringside area once he passes through the curtains and poses on the stage for the fans. The crowd gives him a loud ovation of boos as he stays there while THII does the introduction.
THII: “The following Ignavus Invitational match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, he hails from Ellis Island..REAL AMERICAN!!!”
RA walks down the ramp with a smirk on his face as the fans continue to boo him.
JR: “Welcome back to Nitro! Right now, it will be the Ignavus Invitational. Last Warzone, Real American somehow WON the right to face Ignavus tonight.”
RK: “Originally, Igz agreed to put the title on the line, but Chris Back didn’t allow it so it’s a non-title match. I’m glad Mr. Back had the right mind to NOT give RA the opportunity to get lucky again and grab the belt from our champ.”
RA enters the ring and poses for the fans, who continue to boo him. He stands behind the ropes and waits for his opponent as his entrance music fades out. All of a sudden “Clint Eastwood” by Gorillaz hits the speakers and Ignavus goes into the ringside area to the biggest face pop so far in the show.
THII: “And his oppnent, he hails from Simsbury CT. He is the X-WCW World Champion…IGNAVUS!!!”
Ignavus lazily makes his way down the rampway with the X-WCW World Title on his waist.
JR: “Here comes the champ, King. Its like he is back with his lazy ways as well so it seems huh?”
RK: “You tell me, I guess he got too tired going down the ramp to join us in commentary for the past two shows.”
Ignavus slides into the ring and climbs up to the nearby corner and poses. He jumps down from the corner and takes off his belt before he hands it to the referee. RA has a look on his face that he wants to beat Igz within an inch of his life, but Igz just shrugs at the sight of Real American.
JR: “These two have had a lot of history between themselves since their days in 2NLW.”
RK: “To be honest, JR, I aint sure about that. These two have crossed each other’s path before, but never in a wrestling match in my recollection of any fed aside from the X-WCW.”
The bell rings and both men go to the center of the ring. Ignavus and RA lock up, but RA quickly lands a hard knee strike to the gut of the champ and shoves him down the mat. Igz rolls back up to see RA pose for the fans. The fans boo, while Igz just has a confused look on his face as he gets to his feet. Ignavus and RA lock up yet again and this time, Ignavus locks a side headlock on the challenger until RA shoves him into the ropes. Igz ducks a chop from RA and delivers a flying clothesline on RA to take him down.
JR: “Clothesline on Real American! RA gets back up and he gets hit by a dropkick from the champ and he’s down once more.”
RK: “That’s the best strategy here for Iganvus, just keep RA down, just like what the rest of the roster wants to do! HAHAHA!”
RA gets up from the dropkick and he gets hit by another dropkick before he staggers and stumbles out of the ring through the ropes. Ignavus bounces off the ropes and as RA gets to his feet outside, he notices Ignavus diving through the ropes. He gets out of the way just in time and Igz kisses the canvas.
JR: “That was a premature move there by Ignavus, King. He thought RA was hurt good enough for him to capitalize with that dive through the ropes.”
RK: “There is a reason why that’s a high risk move, JR. The risk IS high! The champ just paid the price there.”
RA stomps down on the fallen Ignavus on the outside for a while. He grabs him by the head and rolls him back into the ring. RA gets back into the ring after the referee counts to 4 and he waits for Igz to get to his feet. RA charges at the recovering Ignavus and he takes him down with a running knee lift on the side of his head. RA has a grin on his face as Ignavus slowly gets to his feet. RA grabs him by the head, but Ignavus delivers some punches to the gut of RA to make him let go. Once RA lets go, Ignavus grabs him by the head for a jawbreaker to take down the opponent.
JR: “Jawbreaker delivered by Ignavus, and Real American goes down to the mat.”
Ignavus slowly gets to his feet and waits for RA to get up. Real American gets to his feet and charges at Igz, only to get an arm drag. RA gets up again, but Ignavus meets him with an overhead armdrag. RA hits the mat again and Ignavus makes the crowd cheer for him as he taunts RA. Ignavus charges at RA, but Real American downs him with a hard clothesline. The crowd, who started to cheer for Ignavus earlier, is stunned in dead silence as RA’s laughter echoes throughout the building.
RK: “WOW! Is this the Real American who we know before, the guy who gets his ass kicked?”
JR: “I guess not, King. It seems like a new year really revitalized this former wrestling industry joke, and he has been on a roll..since he actually won over TGO.”
RK: “Winning over someone like TGO doesn’t count, JR. I think you KNOW that!”
Real American goes over to the fallen Ignavus and locks on a sleeper hold. It would take a minute for Ignavus to start moving around the mat and kick it. The crowd starts to rally at Ignavus with some “igz” chants as he slowly get to his feet while RA still has the sleeper hold intact. Ignavus starts to deliver some hard elbows along the gut of RA before he makes him let go. Ignavus tries to run away, but RA grabs him by the head and takes off his momentum with a hard slam back towards the mat.
JR: “Real American really doenst want the champ to gain momentum right now, King.”
RK: “That is so weird, JR. We are seeing a very different RA here.”
JR: “Since that time that Tony Bonito gave him that speech, I guess he really opened his eyes. That, or what I said earlier about it being a new year.”
Real American stomps down at Ignavus for a while before he makes his way towards the nearby corner. He reaches the top rope and does a salute before he launches himself off for a flying splash on Ignavus.
JR: “Here comes RA for a splash but…OH BAH GAWD! Ignavus got out of the way just in time and RA kisses the canvas!”
RK: “With a beer belly like that, I doubt he got hurt on that! Oh, on second thought, maybe he did.”
Ignavus slowly gets to his feet while RA is still down on the mat. Igz approaches RA and pulls him up to a vertical base before he delivers some hard knee strikes to his opponent’s face.
JR: “Ignavus using his knees here to damage that face of Real American.”
RK: “HAH! Like that will work, RA’s face is already disfigured, yet he is still trying to make it look worse? Good luck, champ!”
Ignavus backs RA into the corner and starts to kick him on the gut for a while. With Real American placed on the nearby corner, Ignavus takes a couple of steps backwards before he charges at him for a corner splash. Unfortunately for the champ, RA gets out of the way and he hits face first onto the turnbuckle.
RK: “The champ eats turnbuckle and look! Real American goes for a schoolboy pin here.”
JR: “Here is the cover, 1..2..NO! The champ kicks out!”
RK: “Ugh, thankfully, we wont see another fluke here.”
Igz kicks out and RA looks a bit frustrated. He waits for Igz to get up before he delivers a hard clothesline yet again at the champ. With the champ down on the mat, RA mounts over him and start to pour on some hard right hands on his face. The referee breaks it up since a closed fist seems to be illegal in this contest, WHAT?! RA gets off Ignavus and grabs him by the hair to pull him up and berate the champ.
JR: “Such anger, such…a weird change here for Real American.”
RK: “It’s the twilight zone, JR. RA FINALLY has talent.”
He grabs the champ and sets him up for the suplex, but Ignavus blocks the attempt. RA punches him to the gut before he finally gets his advantage to pull him for a vertical suplex. However, Ignavus lands behind RA and grabs him by the waist. Soon enough, RA gets sent down the mat via a back suplex. With RA down, Ignavus leans on the nearby ropes to rest for a while.
JR: “The champ has taken down the challenger with a back suplex. This might be the point in the match where the tide has been turned!!!”
Ignavus gets back to the match and spots RA getting up to his feet. With RA up, Ignavus charges at him and takes him down with a dropkick. RA gets up after the dropkick, only to be sent down again by another dropkick. Ignavus slowly waits for RA to get up, before he grabs him and takes him down with a tornado DDT.
JR: “Ignavus with a tornado DDT and the fans are on their feet here!!!”
The fans are on their feet and start to chant “IGZ” yet again. Ignavus, feeding off the crowd frenzy by letting out a yawn, waits for RA to get up. Once he sees RA getting up, he charges at him and smacks him hard on the back of his head with a shinning wizard kick.
JR: “Shinning wizard kick by Ignavus! This might be over, folks! Here is the pin 1…2..and..NO! OH BAH GAWD!”
RK: “W-WHAT IN THE?!”
JR: “As incredible as it is, RA kicked out!”
Ignavus gets up and scratches his head over the events that just transpired. He tries to grab RA, bur RA rolls him up for a quick pin Kick out at 2 and both men get up to their feet. RA goes for a clothesline yet again, but Ignavus ducks under it and takes RA down with a spinning heel kick. Ignavus bounces off the ropes and does a little taunt before he hits a spinning elbow drop right across the neck of Real American.
RK: “That’s one innovative way to do an elbow drop, JR. Better than the people’s elbow where Rock just does a slow down pose and all. This one actually has energy, which is kinda ironic since Igz is mostly a lazy bum.”
RA holds his throat in pain while Ignavus slowly gets to his feet. He approaches the fallen RA and slowly picks him up to a vertical base. He hooks up Real American for his finisher, but RA blocks it and delivers a quick snap suplex to take down the champ.
JR: “Ignavus went for his finisher there, but RA somehow reversed it.”
Ignavus slowly gets to his feet, but RA quickly takes him down with a running big boot to the face. Ignavus gets sent down to the mat hard yet again and RA raises his fist in the air, to the disapproval of the fans. Real American grabs Ignavus and he sets him up for the crucifix powerbomb.
JR: “Here is the powerbomb attempt, King. He lifts him up on his shoulders but..IGNAUVS CONVERTS IT INTO A HURRACANRANA AND HE HOOKS THE LEG! 1…2….3! THE CHAMP WINS!”
The bell rings and the referee raises Ignavus’ arm in victory.
THII: “The winner as a result of a pinfall, IGNAVUS!!!”
“Clint Eastwood” hits the speakers and Ignavus receives his X-WCW UW belt from the referee to pose with it for the fans. While Ignavus is celebrating, RA is on his knees, not looking so pleased at the outcome. RA slowly gets up and watches Ignavus celebrating in the ring. After Igz notices his opponent is up, he approaches him and the music slowly fades out.
JR: “The champ is face to face yet again with RA.”
RK: “I wonder whats gonna happen now.”
Ignavus pats RA on the shoulder and extends his hand to him for a handshake. The fans slowly cheer at this gesture while RA just looks at Ignavus’ hand. Slowly, RA tilts his head up and smiles as he extends his hand as well. However, instead of grabbing Igz’s hand, he reaches up to the champ’s face and gives him a hard slap on the face. The fans start to boo RA yet again as the challenger leaves the ringside area looking a bit irritated.
JR: “Real American sure is a sore loser tonight.”
RK: “Hey, JR, he feels like he should be looking out for number one. Tonight, I guess he didn’t accomplish that by losing his match.”
X-WCW goes to a commercial break while we see Ignavus still in the ring, a bit confused on what RA just did.
Backstage
We go back to Nitro as we see Cole Ryan with Mark Malin.
CR: “Welcome back to Nitro, and right now we got one of the newcomers here in the X-WCW, Mark Malin.”
Malin poses for the camera and has a grin on his face before CR interviews him.
CR: “Last time we saw you, you and a fellow newcomer by the name of Joe Goldstone had a brawl in the ring. Do you have any dislike for the other newcomer here Mr. Malin?”
Malin: “Brother, Joey-boy just needs to relax a little, aside from that he needs to be put into his place. Just like 80% of the locker room, he cant just go out to the ringside area and demand matches left and right, believe me when I say that Real American and his friends are doing too much of that already.”
Just before Cole could ask another question, Malin turns around as he felt someone from behind. He just looks at the off-camera person, until the camera pans to reveal that its Real American.
RA: “Oh, is that so? You think that RA has done enough of being a pest in demanding matches isn’t he? Well unlike an ass kissing, brown nosing, glass ceiling licking asshole like you…that’s the ONLY way RA gets his point across to the millions….”
RA pauses, in an attempt to let the crowd add on. However, we only hear a bunch of crickets before RA continues it.
RA: “AND MILLIONS of RA’s fellow patriots to spread the nationalism of this country. Mr. Malin, you claim to be the real American hero here? HA! RA doesn’t buy into your propaganda of make believe for there is ONLY one REAL American Hero..and my friend, your LOOKING at him.”
Malin just shrugs before he takes a step back and gets CR’s mic.
Malin: “Now, I aint gonna say that I am a better patriot than you are..but I can say that if I was in that ring earlier with Igz, I would have ATLEAST given him a better challenge. RA, wrestlers like you just shame the industry of pro-wrestling, and that’s a fact.”
RA fumes up before he slowly pulls up his mic.
RA: “So…you think that Real American is a shame to professional wrestling? You DARE mock RA for losing to Ignavus who just got lucky against me?......”
Malin has a grin on his face and speaks again.
Malin: “You damn ri..”
RA delivers a hard slap on Malin’s face and the newcomer staggers back before he tries to fight back. However, before Malin could retaliate at RA, we see Joe Goldstone charging down from the other side to tackle Malin down on the floor. Both Malin and Goldstone brawl while RA and CR watch them go at it. Soon enough, the security personel rush in to break-up the situation.
#1 Contendership to the X-WCW World Championship
Grandmaster E vs Otacon
Back at ringside, THII stands in the middle of the ring for the next match.
THII: “The following match will determine the #1 contendership for the X-WCW World Championship!”
“Superstar” hits the speakers and Otacon makes his way to the ringside area.
THII: “Introducing first, from Manchester England, he is the con man…OTACON!!!”
As Otacon makes his way down, the fans boo loudly at him.
JR: “Were back here at ringside folks for the no. 1 contendership for Ignavus’ world title.”
RK: “Tonight, its round 3 of Otacon vs Grandmaster E.”
JR: “Well King, during the last two contests, these two men scored a pinfall on each other. As of tonight, their series is tied in 1-1, so the winner tonight will face Igz on the X Rumble.”
RK: “I know Grandmaster E is one great wrestler, JR, but my money is on Otacon tonight. You see, GME has used his spare time in training and in wrestling outside the X-WCW. When you look at Otacon, he just trained himself in his personal gym and no further wrestling matches. Tonight, Otacon is the fresher man in this contest, so I hope GME could prove me wrong and show us that he has one helluva stamina in his system.”
Otacon slides into the ring and he reaches up to the nearby corner. Once there, he poses for the fans who continue to boo the man from Manchester until he descends from the corner. Otacon leans on the turnbuckles as he waits for his opponent. Soon enough the lights dim and the white lights start to strobe as “king of my castle” plays throughout the speakers.
THII: “And his opponent, from Australia, he is GRANDMASTER E!!!”
Finally, the lights appear and GME appears inside the ring while the fans cheer loudly. Otacon just leans on the turnbuckle with a smirk on his face as GME takes off his hood and cloak.
JR: “Here’s Grandmaster E, another former X-WCW World Champion.”
RK: “Up until now, JR, I just don’t get why he uses this song rather than the rock songs most people use. He claims cause he aint no emo poof..but…does it mean he digs chicks who look like horses? Including the one who sang his song?”
JR: “Differences of opinion, King, that’s all I can explain for that. Besides, I recall a certain superstar who once used “backstreet’s back” as their entrance music during the late 90s.”
RK: “Hey, I was just a MANAGER for that team ok?”
Finally, the bell rings and both men go to the center of the ring. Both men lock up and GME quickly has a side headlock applied to Otacon inside the ring. Slowly, Otacon powers his way out of the lock with some well placed elbow charges to the gut of GME for him to let go. Once he is let go, Otacon bounces off the ropes and ducks a clothesline from GME. He bounces off the other side and he delivers a shoulderblock to take down his opponent. Otacon shoots himself into the ropes again, but on his way back he is taken down by a shoulderblock by GME as well. Before GME could bounce off the ropes, Otacon trips him on the mat.
RK: “Haha! That’s a very clever move there by the con man, trip the guy before he leaves your grasps.”
JR: “Both men get to their feet and Otacon delivers a cheap shot on GME with that face rake. GME is stunned right now as Otacon grabs him and takes him down the mat with a bodyslam.”
With GME down, Otacon delivers a couple of elbow drops to the sternum area of his opponent. Otacon picks up GME and backs him into the corner following a European Uppercut to his opponent. Otacon starts to deliver some hard punches to GME on the corner that is until GME grabs him with both hands and throws him into the corner to turn the tides. With Otacon on the corner this time, GME delivers some fast chops to the chest before he backs up and goes for a charge at the con man. However, Otacon gets out of the way and GME stops his own tracks before he rams right into the corner.
JR: “A close call there for GME, but he put the breaks right there. He turns around and Otacon lands a DDT on his opponent.”
RK: “He avoids a mistake there, but Otacon took advantage of GME’s situation as he turned around. It only takes a second for someone to take you off a match when your head is out of the game, it doesn’t matter who you are JR.”
With GME down, Otacon hooks the leg for the pin, but GME gets his leg on the ropes to break the incoming pin. Otacon gets to his feet and waits for GME to get up. He sees GME up and he runs towards him, but GME takes him down with a quick armdrag and locks on an arm wrench while Otacon is on the mat.
RK: “Grandmaster E, wow, that was a quick submission trap right there he is applying on Otacon.”
JR: “GME with that armwrench on the grounded Otacon, but Otacon crawls his way towards the nearby ropes and he grabs it.”
With Otacon on the ropes, the referee lets GME release the hold on his opponent. Otacon slowly gets to his feet while GME waits for him from behind. With Otacon up, Grandmaster E grabs him and delivers a backsuplex. Otacon is down and GME goes over him to pick him up. He has Otacon within his grasps and he lines him up for a vertical suplex. He has Otacon up, but Otacon wriggles himself free and lands behind him. Otacon has GME in a sleeper hold position before he slams him down the mat.
RK: “Otacon using that sleeper drop on GME, that’s one effective way of taking down your opponent.”
JR: “Otacon is now up, while GME slowly recovers form that DDT variation there by Otacon.”
GME gathers himself up to a vertical base and Otacon is there to attack him from behind. Otacon delivers a couple of clubs to the back of GME before he pulls him up and sends him into the ropes. Otacon ducks down for a back body drop, but as GME makes his way to Otacon, GME delivers a kneelift right to the face of Otacon. Otacon staggers back and stumbles through the ropes before he falls to the outside.
JR: “What a hard knee lift to the face of Otacon and the conman is now on the outside of the ring.”
RK: “That was REALLY a hard knee to the face of the con man. Look at him outside, JR, he looked like he drank way too much!”
GME slides out of the ring and picks up Otacon. He has him on his shoulders and he rams him face-first into the ring post. Otacon falls down yet again and GME grabs him by the hair before he rolls him back into the ring. GME slides back into the ring as the referee counted ‘7’. Otacon uses the corner to pull himself up and he faces the crowd while GME approaches him. GME tries to hold him, but Otacon greets him with a hard elbow smash right between the eyes.
JR: “WHAT A DIGSGUSTING TACTIC THERE!”
RK: “Judging from the blow, that was good enough to burst a blood vessel on the forehead of GME.”
GME turns around and holds his face after Otacon’s attack on him. While GME is busy, Otacon goes to the second turnbuckle and launches himself from it before he takes down GME with a flying bulldog.
JR: “Flying bulldog on GME!!! Otacon pins his opponent 1..2..and we get a kickout from Grandmaster E.”
RK: “Close call there, JR.”
Otacon gets up and the camera zooms in as we notice GME already busted open between his eyebrows. Otacon mounts on top of GME and he delivers some hard punches to the face until the referee breaks it up. Otacon gets up and taunts GME as his opponent slowly gathers himself up. With GME already on his feet, Otacon runs towards him and goes for a running forearm smash, but GME ducks. GME lands a boot to the mid-section of Otacon before he takes him down with a snap suplex.
JR: “GME takes down Otacon with a snap suplex right there and he is already busted open.”
RK: “That elbow to his face really opened him up good, JR. With this early blood loss, he is bound to be a bit hard to picture as the winner here.”
Otacon gets to his feet and GME is there to greet him with a hard chop to the chest. The fans shout ‘woo’ from the first chop and another one after GME takes Otacon down with the second chop. Otacon gets up and GME delivers a hard punch to the gut before he tries to deliver a gutwrench powerbomb. However, Otacon blocks it and grabs GME’s arm before he takes him down with a single arm DDT. GME holds the arm on the mat while Otacon gets up and kicks the arm of GME a couple of times.
JR: “GME got that arm of his hurt by the DDT from Otacon and now it seems like the con man would set his sights on that area.”
RK: “He is picking him apart, JR, something that we would see GME do usually. What a reversal of roles here right now.”
Otacon picks up GME and locks his arm before he winds it up. Once he has the arm lock on GME, he uses his other arm to deliver a chop across GME’s chest. He delivers another one before he reels him in for a clothesline. GME gets up, and Otacon takes him down yet again with an armdrag takedown. Otacon waits for GME to get to his feet before he charges at him for a flying crossbody. However, GME catches him and takes him down with a fallaway slam. Both men go down to the mat as GME holds the arm that Otacon worked on earlier.
RK: “That was an amazing feat done by GME. He used both arms to take down Otacon, even though one of them really hurts right now. Usually, it would balk up and he would not do it, but not in this case.”
JR: “Both men slowly getting up now, King. Who will get the momentum here?”
Both Otacon and GME get to a vertical base and Otacon tries to punch GME, only for GME to block it and deliver a hard right hand to the face of the conman. GME connects with another one before he backs Otacon into the ropes and whips him to the other side. On Otacon’s way back, GME takes him down with a flapjack faceslam. Otacon gets to his feet and GME meets him with a hard knee to the gut and a quick powerslam pin.
JR: “here is the pin 1..2..NO! Otacon gets his shoulder up.”
RK: “Otacon is too good to be took down by a mere powerslam, JR. That, and I doubt GME is Bobby Lashley right here.”
JR: “Hey watch it King. You may never know what happens if you put anything WWE/TNA related in the same sentence with GME.”
RK: “Aside from his usual tirade against them? What?”
JFA: “I have no clue..”
JHA: “Why do you even HAVE a clue J?”
RK: “WH..WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOIN HERE?!”
JR: “I told you so…things happen…WEIRD things…”
GME picks up Otacon, but Otacon grabs GME by the head and delivers a jawbreaker. GME, with a few more blood trailing down his forehead, staggers into the ropes while Otacon charges at him. But once he gets there, GME meets him and sends him over the ropes to land on the outside of the ring.
JR: “OH MY GOODNESS! OTACON JUST CRASHED HARD!!!”
RK: “No kidding, it looked like he got down there like..SPLAT! Face first onto that pavement.”
Back inside the ring, GME is on his knees as he grabs his arm. Outside, we see Otacon slowly crawling around before he turns over to show that he too is now busted open.
RK: “That, JR, is one nasty gash over the head of Otacon.”
JR: “There is no doubt about that, and he is getting counted out right now. Unless he or GME stop the count, he would lose this match.”
GME rolls to the outside of the ring and picks up Otacon. He grabs him by the head and slams him face first onto the apron a couple of times. He tries to whip Otacon towards the steel steps, but Otacon reverses the whip before he collapses onto the ground. GME crashes down to the steps and both men are down.
RK: “Both men are down on the outside, JR, this doesn’t bode so well for both of them.”
Slowly, Otacon gets to his feet by pulling himself from the apron. He slides back into the ring, but rolls to the outside of the ring yet again. He approaches the recovering GME and grabs him by the arm. With the arm in hand, he slams it onto the nearby ring post before he rolls him back into the ring. Otacon slowly goes into the apron and soon enough, he gets to the top rope. He waits for GME to get up before he launches himself there for a flying crossbody. GME is up on a vertical base and he catches Otacon yet again. GME lifts Otacon onto his shoulders before he slams him down with a powerslam.
JR: “BAH GAWD! WHAT A FORCEFULL POWERSLAM DELIVERED BY GME!!!”
With Otacon on the mat, GME pins him for the count.
JR: “Here is the cover..1..2..and Otacon kicks out!”
RK: “Another close one there for Otacon, JR. He really has luck on his side tonight.”
GME slowly pulls Otacon to his feet before he signals that this will be over. With both men already having a crimson mask on their faces, GME sets Otacon up for the Big Blast Powerbomb.
JR: “Otacon is line up for GME’s finisher here and he lifts him up for the move..but Otacon wriggles out of it and lands behind GME.”
GME slowly turns around before he gets kicked hard on the mid-section by Otacon. Soon enough, Otacon goes for the Final Impact, but GME shoves him out of the way. Otacon bounces off the ropes and GME catches him with a hard spinning spinebuster slam. Otacon is laid out on the mat, while GME falls down the mat due to exhaustion. With both men down, the referee starts to count them out. While both men are down, we hear a mixed chant of “Lets go eamon” or “Conman” chants throughout the crowd.
RK: “What a match! Both men are giving it their all here, JR.”
Both men are not moving while the referee continues to count them out inside the ring. By the count of 8, both men start to move around before they slowly get up. GME approaches the equally bloodied Otacon before he lands a hard punch to him. Otacon fights back with a punch of his own, and soon enough its an exchange of hands in the middle of the ring. GME ducks down one of the punches and delivers a hard club to the back of Otacon. With Otacon a little bit stunned, GME tries to whip him into the ropes, but its reversed. GME bounces off the ropes and he ducks down a big boot attempt by Otacon. Otacon turns around while GME bounces off the ropes but..
JR: “SPEAR!!! SPEAR BY GME ON OTACON!”
RK: “OUCH! That might have just cracked a couple of ribs on Otacon, JR!”
Otacon goes down to the mat and GME slowly gets to his feet. GME makes his way slowly towards a corner and tries to climb up. However, Otacon follows him there and hits him with a hard axe handle on the back while he is on the top turnbuckle. Otacon clubs GME a couple of more times before he grabs him from the corner and sets him up for something. Otacon has GME and sends him down with a neckbreaker from the corner. Both men are down yet again. The fans chant “THIS IS AWESOME!” while both men slowly move around in the mat.
RK: “What a move! Both men are laid out yet again, JR!”
Otacon is the first man to get to his feet and he crawls over the fallen GME and places his arm over his prone body.
JR: “Here is the count, 1..2..th..WAIT! GME GETS A SHOULDER UP!”
The fans pop as GME gets his shoulder up. Otacon has a shocked look on his face before he gets to his feet. Otacon climbs up the turnbuckle and waits for Grandmaster E to get up. Once GME is on his feet, Otacon launches himself off the turnbuckle and goes for a flying rana. But, as he is on GME’s shoulders, GME grabs him and spins around before he delivers a sit down powerbomb. Otacon and GME go down the mat yet again as the fans cheer.
JR: “OH MY GAAAAAWWWDDD!!!”
RK: “Another high impact move..and another time for both men to go down the mat.”
The referee starts to count them down the mat as the fans just wait for them to get up. However, mid through the count, both men do not seem to be moving at all.
RK: “Damn, I guess both of them just passed out.”
The referee reaches to the count of ten and rings the bell. THII grabs the mic and announces the outcome.
THII: “Since both competitors did not make it to the count of ten..this match is declared a double KO..which means..we have a draw!”
The fans boo at the decision while we finally see both men slowly moving on the mat, but none of them actually can get up.
JR: “It seems like this match has taken a lot out of both Grandmaster E and Otacon.”
RK: “It seems so, JR. Both men are already bloodied up in this match, yet they still persisted until neither of them could answer the count.”
JR: “We will be back shortly after this commercial break.”
X-WCW goes to a commercial break as a bunch of referees enter ringside to escort both GME and Otacon out of the ringside area.
X-WCW Xtreme Championship
Ladder Match
Seith Hellcot vs Nightmare(c)
'Out of the Silent Planet' by Iron Maiden strikes up, and the crowd give a cautiously warm reception to a certain thin individual who strides down the ramp unhurriedly, leering in a most maniacal fashion.
JR: “It's Judge Death, Randal!”
RK: “I've got eyes...and what the hell does he want? We weren't supposed to be cursed by his presence any more tonight.”
Death heads all the way around the ring and, without invitation, draws up a chair at the commentary table, then struggles to affix a headset over his helmet.
JR: “Ah...well, it's nice to have you with us, Judge!”
RK: “Speak for yourself.”
JD: *static whine*
JR: “You've got it too close to your mouth, Judge.”
JD: “Ah...mmm...D-Exxtreme and Ignoramuss went at it lasst night in thhe backroom off a ssleazzy pub.”
There is silence for a moment as this sinks in.
RK: “...What?”
JD: “I am tessting, you ffool. Jusst making it up. Iss thhat a crime?”
RK: “Well, it-”
JD: “No, no it iss not. I know thhiss ffor I am thhe only ccertiffied offficcer off law in thhiss entire company!”
JR: “Uh, not that we're not thrilled to have you join us, Judge, but is there a reason for your presence here?”
Black Lotus' 'The Crows' begins to blare out across the arena as the lights dim. They slowly return to their original brightness, to reveal a large, imposing figure stood atop the stage, framed in red light. The lights dim again...and as they rise, we see this big guy's now at the bottom of the ramp, despite not evidently moving between each point.
TH2: “The following contest is a ladder match, and is for the X-WCW Xtreme Championship! Making his way to the ring now...from Pensacola, Florida, weighing in at 198 pounds...your one-way ticket to Hell, Seith Helloct!”
JD: “Iss thhat ssuffficcient ansswer to your moronic quesstion, Jimmy?”
JR: “Yes, I suppose it - whaddaya mean, 'Jimmy'?!”
JD: “Thhat iss your name now.”
RK: “I like it...Jimmy.”
JR: “I'm gonna hate this. In fact, I already do.”
JD: “Ooh, who iss misster glasss-iss-halff-empty today, eh?”
With another flickering of the light, Seith appears in the ring. He does not raise his arms, shout, or play to the crowd in any noticable way. He does, however, throw a stony-faced glance at Judge Death, who daintily waves a lace handkerchief back in response.
JR: “Seriously, Judge, what's the gripe between you and Seith?”
JD: “Honesstly? I havve not thhe ffaintesst idea.”
JR: “...Please be kidding.”
JD: “Nope. It iss more a game thhan a quarrel. He interruptss my matchess, I interrupt hiss - ssuch iss how we communicate our deep ffeelingss off dessire ffor one anothher.”
RK: “Wait, you've got a crush on him?”
JD: “Well, he iss rathher dashhing, would you not agree?”
RK: “And this feeling's mutual, is it? Because he seems to be doing a good job of looking like he hates you.”
JD: “Bah! He can ssay what he wantss, and punch me howevver hard he likess - but hiss hipss do not lie!”
RK:” ...Words fail me.”
The PA system switches into a different gear with 'Go To Sleep' by DMX, Eminem & Obie Trice, marking the appearance of a very intense-looking (and short, can't forget short) man, t-shirt stained by sweat and water dripping from his lanky hair, being followed down the ramp by a masked Asian girl who determinedly avoids the spotlight as best she can.
TH2: “And the opponent, accompanied to the ring by 'The Black Death' Rayne Bloodstone...from your living nightmare, weighing in at 145 pounds...the current X-WCW Xtreme Champion...Nightmare!”
RK: “I love how his entrance says he comes from himself...whatever that means.”
JD: “I lovve thhe look off hiss new ladyffriend. Yesss...”
JR: “Don't you...swing the other way?”
JD: “Deathh choossess to keep hiss optionss open.”
JR: “And more specifically, isn't she the one you said stole your name?”
JD: “Ah...good point. I will desstroy her!”
Rayne, showing commendable restraint, chooses to ignore Death's mad ranting and shakey-fist gestures, leaning against the apron as Nightmare slides into the ring. He holds the Xtreme belt aloft, getting a solid rise from the crowd, before handing it over to the ref, who passes it to the timekeeper...who passes it to Terri V2...who passes it to Randal King.
RK: “Why am I stuck with it?”
JR: “You're closer to Terri than I am...unsurprisingly...”
JD: “You could let me hold it.”
RK: “You'll just steal it and run away!”
JD: “You dare to thhink I would break thhe law? I AM THHE LAW! And I do not break mysselff vvery offten.”
RK: “You're still not getting it.”
JD: “Nutss.”
The bell rings, as Seith and Nightmare begin to slowly circle one another, unblinking and intense. The crowd is hushed, waiting to see who'll make the first move. This cannot be said for everyone, however, as Randal lets out a loud snore.
RK: “Booooo-ring!”
JD: “My thhoughtss exxactly.”
Seith seems to hear this, and looks over his shoulder at Death again - which proves to be a mistake, as Nightmare quickly dashes forward and staggers Helloct with a rounchouse kick! Before Seith can regain his bearings, Nightmare brings him down with a Russian Leg Sweep, followed by a standing leg drop. Seith crawls away into one of the corners, but Nightmare follows him and uses a front dropkick to drive Seith's face into the turnbuckle pole.
JD: “NO! My poor baby!”
JR: “Calm down, man...thing?”
RK: “And was it really his face that you liked so much?”
JD: “Mmm...no, ssupposse not.”
Nightmare rains punches down on Helloct, still in the corner, before retreating to a safe distance and taking a run-up - but Seith springs out of the corner and catches him with a horrific clothesline! Seith shakes out some cobwebs, before tugging Nightmare to his feet and planting him solidly with a Pendulum Backbreaker. Helloct then rolls out of the ring, and starts to look around under the apron...
JR: “Apparently, Seith hasn't realised that the ladders are already propped up at intervals around the ring-”
JD: “Or, maybe he doess not givve a tosss about ladderss.”
JR: “What d'you - uh-oh.”
Seith was, indeed, not looking for ladders. What he has found is a trashcan, a large 'STOP' roadsign, a toilet brush - not sure why it was there - and a large, coiled bundle of barbed wire. Seith tosses the can and the sign into the ring, but then gets distracted, and waves the barbed wire menacingly at Judge Death, who looks unperturbed.
RK: “You realise that's a threat right there, right?”
JD: “Look in hiss eyess...you can tell he doess not really mean it.”
JR: “Well, I wouldn't be so sure - JESUS WEPT!”
With Seith not paying attention, Nightmare hops onto the apron and PULLS AN ASAI MOONSAULT RIGHT ONTO HELLOCT'S GREASY-HAIRED HEAD! Both men go down as the crowd laps it up! Raven discreetly steps around to check on Nightmare, who waves her away, groggy but far from out.
JD: “Thhat wass moderately impresssivve, I musst ssay.”
RK: “Does anything impress you enough to make you sound enthusiastic?”
JD: “Thhe ssizze off Ssseithh'ss – “
JR: *pointed coughs*
JD: “...Gessundheit.”
Nightmare rolls back into the ring and barks something at Rayne, who nods solemnly before retrieving one of the ladders positioned around the ring, folding it up and sliding it in under the bottom rope. Nightmare quickly pulls it up and splits the props, before beginning to climb in that agonisingly slow way that wrestlers do. The Xtreme belt hangs high above, its gilded sheen taunting Nightmare.
JR: “Here's the first attempt to take the - wait, weren't you holding the belt, Randal?”
RK: “Yeah, I was - huh?”
Randal looks down at his lap, and jumps in surprise, finding the belt to be there no longer.
RK: “When the hell'd that happen?!”
JD: “I ssmell thhe sstenchh off a plot hole...”
Nightmare pulls himself up another step...and another...good god, this is taking ages. What is it with pro wrestlers? Some can bench-press a medium-sized truck, some can run a thousand miles without breaking a sweat or stopping because they hit the ocean, but none of them can handle a frickin' stepladder properly. They'd make the world's worst firemen, that's for sure - oh, and look, Seith's back up. And he's got that roadsign, and BAM! Off the ladder falls Nightmare, following an unhealthy convergence of metal and spine.
JD: “I could ffeel thhe impact ffrom here!”
JR: “HEY! Shameless hyping is my job!”
JD: “Sssorry, jusst alwayss wanted to ssay thhat.”
Seith drops the sign on the mat, and picks up Nightmare, then hooks up for the Evenflow DDT - but Nightmare counters with a double-leg takedown, leaving Helloct to crack his back across the branded metal! Seith instantly jerks back up, only to be laid out once more by a kick to the jaw. Nightmare flattens out the ladder and rests it against the top rope, like a ramp, before dragging Seith up and laying him across it. Nightmare delivers a few quick forehand chops to Helloct's chest, then makes for the opposite ropes, bounces, and leaps into the air on the return - and RUNS RIGHT INTO SEITH'S KINKY BOOTS! Well, just one of them, actually, but that phrase works better with a plural. Nightmare rolls backward across the mat, holding his gut, as Seith slips off the ladder. He seems to think about something for a moment, no doubt involving crows and big flappy jackets, before grasping the bottom ends of the ladder and lifting them high above his head, back to the ropes...
JR: “I don't like where this is going...”
RK: “I kinda like where I think this is going!”
JD: “I am not entirely ccertain where I lefft my nail-ffile.”
...then, Seith swings forward, BRINGING THE LADDER OVERHEAD AND MAKING THE TOP DRIVE INTO NIGHTMARE'S MIDSECTION! Nightmare cries out and spasms, Rayne looks away with a wince, and a few thousand closet sadists in the crowd go 'YAY!' a lot.
JR: “OH MY GIDDY AUNT!”
JD: “Heh.”
JR: “Nightmare's stomach was just CRUSHED by that LADDER!”
RK: “And James is making a POINT by using CAPITALS!”
JD: “Breaking kayffabe iss a crime...”
RK: “Agh! No! I didn't mean any harm!”
Seith takes a breather for a moment, before returning the ladder to its standing position once more, this time making certain that the dazed Nightmare is trapped beneath one of the struts, and begins to climb. Slowly, of course. Rayne pounds the apron, but Nightmare's too busy counting the stars around his head.
JR: “Seith could win this thing right here!”
JD: “Go, my pretty!”
RK: “Well, if anything's gonna put him off, that'll do it...”
Luckily for him, Seith didn't hear any of that, and inches his way closer and closer...to the point where his fingertips are quite clearly enough to make the belt sway on its little hook. Down on the mat, Nightmare's eyes are open, and he's understandably panicking, flailing impotently, incapable of squirming free...
JR: “Just a few more inches for Seith!”
JD: “He hass plenty off inchess already. Trusst me on thhat.”
JR: “At times like this, I wish X-WCW was a family show...”
Seith's almost got it - but the ladder is wobbling like D-Ex after 11pm on a Saturday night! The reason is clear; Nightmare's got his hands pressed against the strut keeping him in place, and is rocking it back and forth, unbalancing the ladder! Seith sways away from the belt to one side...then the other...
RK: “Tim-berrrrr!”
And the ladder starts to tumble - but Seith leaps off, desperately clawing for the belt!
JD: “Nicce try...”
Unfortunately, he misses, and plummets down to the canvas...getting his neck caught across the top rope en route. Seith twitches on the mat, choking, as Nightmare returns to his feet...and looks quite surprised as Rayne shoves another ladder into the ring.
JR: “They have one in there already...”
RK: “Look! Look at the top!”
JR: “Good lord...”
JD: “I take back my earlier thhreatss, ffor I am now offficcially in lovve. Again.”
This new ladder has that barbed wire that Seith found wrapped around its topmost steps. Nightmare smirks as he lifts it - by the non-pointy bits, obviously - and lines up with Helloct, still gagging as he pulls himself up by the ropes...and that's only gonna get worse as Nightmare THRUSTS THE BARBED END OF THE LADDER INTO HIS GUT!
JR: “The humanity!”
JD: “Ooh yeah! Hit him withh your rhythhm sstick!”
JR: “...We're never letting you do this again.”
JD: “All thhe more reasson to enjoy it while I can.”
Seith collapses, face screwed up in pain. Nightmare drops the ladder and shoves Seith into a corner, before choking him out with a boot to the neck. Once satisfied that Seith's got other things to do than move away, Nightmare picks up the ladder once more and swings it in a wide arc - but Helloct falls out of the corner, and the ladder meets nothing but a big metal post! The shock of the impact makes Nightmare drop the ladder and reel backwards, shaking his fingers - then exclaiming in shock as Seith picks up the barbed ladder and RUNS AT HIM WITH LADDER RAISED! And THE BARBED END CATCHES NIGHTMARE ON THE FOREHEAD!
JR: “Nightmare's gotta be busted open after that devastating shot!”
JD: “Hit me sslow or hit me quick!”
JR: “Stop singing!”
JD: “Nevver!”
With the crowd roaring their approval, Seith ponders his options, then exchanges the ladder for the trashcan he tossed into the ring earlier. He staggers over to Nightmare, who isn't quite bleeding yet due to a lab accident when he was a child that fused his DNA with that of a rhinoceros (note: may not be true), and shoves the can on over his head, like a very large and unstylish hat. He then pulls the original ladder - the one lacking barbed wire - over and opens it up, before dragging Nightmare's canned head between the two halves, sandwiching him.
JR: “This could be – “
RK: “So very, very funny.”
JR: “...And a horrible, demoralising experience.”
RK: “Well, yeah, that too.”
Not content with this already-elaborate setup, Seith picks up the other ladder...and starts climbing the turnbuckle with it.
JD: “Oh, I do sso like it when he goess all 'exxtreme'... *drools*”
JR: :Any kind of actually useful, non-perverse talking from you would be much appreciated - and stop messing up our table!”
Seith stands upon the top rope and raises the ladder before him, with its top pointing straight down. The crowd builds in anticipation, and Rayne hops up the steps to grab ahold of him, but Helloct just kicks her hands away - and takes flight!
JR: “BAH...FLIPPIN'...GAWD!”
Seith soars gracefully...and drops down, DRIVING THE POINT OF THE LADDER INTO THE TOP HALF OF THE OTHER LADDER WHICH CRUSHES NIGHTMARE'S TRASHCAN-COATED BRAINCASE! Unfortunately for Seith, he misjudged his landing, and the recoil from the impact drove the wired ladder into his jaw, knocking his head back sharply. Seith collapses, almost in slow-motion, as Nightmare's legs twitch. There is an awed silence for a moment, before everyone breaks into applause.
JD: *wolf whistles*
RK: “Bravo!”
JR: “How can you be joyous over such wanton carnage?!”
RK: “It's...funny?”
JR: *groans*
Nobody moves for a count of six, until Nightmare rolls out of his can. He's now bleeding quite severely from a gash on his forehead. Seeing his opponent move drives Seith into action, and he staggers over to the wired ladder, before setting it up in the centre of the ring, and slowly starting to scale the rungs...
RK: “Do you reckon he's noticed that's the ladder with the barbed wire on?”
As Seith reaches the top, he winces and looks at a pinprick upon one finger, then sighs when he sees the wire entangling the upper steps.
RK: “Clearly not.”
JD: “Bah! It will take more thhan mere jaggy metal thhingss to sslow down my lovvechild!”
JR: “You - wait, you're saying you're Seith's father?!”
JD: “I am evveryone'ss ffathher.”
JR: “...I won't ask.”
JD: “Good idea, Jimmy.”
As Seith struggles to navigate through the pointed strands, he doesn't see that Nightmare, displaying incredible resilience, has come around, and is now propping up the unwired ladder beside Seith's. In fact, Helloct only seems to notice once Nightmare has begun to climb it but, seeing how slowly Nightmare moves and how far he has to go, Seith decides to ignore him in favour of the prize. Which means he also doesn't see Rayne toss something to Nightmare, which he catches deftly...
JR: “Did anyone see what that was?”
RK: “Her bra?”
JD: “Really? I shhall ffacce thhiss Nightmare ffor it!”
JR: “He's joking, Death.”
JD: “Oh...how dare you conffusse me! Iff I wass not sso engrosssed in thhiss contesst, I would vvent my sspleen via nassty, nassty vviolencce all ovver your general being, Randal!”
Seith's on the top rung, and the belt's within his grasp...Nightmare's still out of arm's reach...Seith begins to untie the belt...and gets hit! By...something!
JR: “A last-ditch effort by Nightmare, with that...that...”
RK: “Oh, he's joking...”
Nightmare is holding that toilet brush I mentioned. Seith is, quite understandably, perplexed at being smacked in the face with bristles that have been down several u-bends. Nightmare spares Rayne a withering glare, to which she shrugs in a 'What-else-could-I-do?' sort of way, before Nightmare drops the brush, pulls himself up the last few rungs, and begins to wail on Seith with some sharp right hands! Seith tries to counter with his own, but Nightmare overpowers him, making Helloct wobble and almost fall off the ladder - and Nightmare hooks him into a vertical Suplex position...
JR: “He...he can't be thinking of Go To Sleep from THAT height?!”
That seems to be exactly what Nightmare's thinking - but Seith punches him in the ribs and breaks the hold - and GRABS NIGHTMARE BY THE THROAT!
JR: “Oh god, it gets worse!”
RK: “If by 'worse' you mean 'better', then sure.”
JD: “We cravve pain! Sssatissffy uss, Ssseithh!”
RK: “You say that to him at night, too, don't you?”
JD: “What we do in our ffree time iss not your conccern, inssect.”
Seith looks around at the cheering crowd and leers into Nightmare's red face - then looks down in surprise as Rayne rolls into the ring, holding a cylinder with an attached nozzle.
JR: “Watch out, she's got a fire extinguisher!”
RK: “I...don't think that's a fire extinguisher.”
JR: “Are you sure?”
Rayne raises the nozzle and presses down on the handle - and a FLICKERING STREAM OF BRIGHT YELLOW FLAME LICKS TOWARDS SEITH!
JR: “OH HELL NO!”
RK: “Yeah, so...I'm fairly certain that's not a fire extinguisher.”
JD: “Want...her...sso...much...”
Helloct yells something garbled and lets go of Nightmare to raise his arms before him in defense...and Nightmare kicks out at Seith's ladder...and THE LADDER STARTS TO TUMBLE!
JD: “Oh noess!”
JR: “Ah...Randal?”
RK: “What do - oh.”
JR: “Scramble?”
RK: “Yup!”
Randal and James dart out of their chairs and hop over the safety railings into the crowd, as Judge Death stares after them in confusion.
JD: “What got into thhem, all off a ssudden?”
Death then notices a shadow looming over him. He looks up...and finds the ladder - and Seith - toppling right towards him.
JD: “Ah.”
KA-SMASH! The commentary table falls apart beneath the ladder, and the impact sends Helloct tumbling into Death, who's knocked out of his chair, leaving the two in a dizzied heap on the floor! Back in the ring, Nightmare reaches up - and gets that belt down! The bell rings!
TH2: “Here is your winner, and STILL X-WCW Xtreme Champion - Nightmare!”
Nightmare falls off his ladder and lies still on the mat, Xtreme belt raised above him. Rayne smiles and draws a black rose from her bodice (how it fit in there I've no idea, but that's the magic of television for ya!) and tosses it over the ropes to the mess that is the announce table, Death and Seith. As Rayne and Nightmare leave the ring, James and Randal re-emerge from the crowd.
JR: “Maybe we should remember to tell our guests about the scramble rule from now on.”
RK: “Maybe we should...but only if we like them.”
JD: “Do not be troubled, Ssseithh, it iss all better now...”
Seith: “*mutters* Get offa me, you freak!”
Helloct extricates himself from the wreckage and storms away, holding his gut and limping slightly. Judge Death calls after him.
JD: “I only sseek to help you, buttercup! Oh, ffor thhe lovve off...ffreakin' gothhss.”
Death removes his headset and hurries after Seith, who's still in no mood to talk, as X-WCW backstage techies arrive to replace the broken commentating table.
***COMMERCIAL BREAK*****
The commercial shows a road along the Detroit highway. The footage fades to black as soon as it reaches ‘8 mile’ road. The footage comes back and shows Karl Baller walking down the streets of Detroit wearing a Pistons Jersey and black pants and boots. As he stops in the middle of the sidewalk, he looks up while the scene fades to black and a voice over booms.
Voice Over: “Detroit, one of the busiest cities in America….”
The scene goes to another part of the city to see someone leaning on a dark alley wall. The camera zooms in and sees its Seith Helloct with his usual trenchcoat.
VO: “This is the place where people work all day..and all night…”
The footage goes over to one of the clubs in Detroit and they show a long shot of someone on the DJ booth. The cameras zoom in to show Grandmaster E playing with the turntables.
VO: “A city made of metal and steel…”
We go to another place in Detroit where we see Ignavus wearing suspenders and a hardhat as he leans back on his chair which is just behind a wall. The camera zooms in to show Ignavus is sleeping on the job before we hear the voice over yet again.
VO: “This year…”
The scene shifts into a nearby hotel where a limo pulls over and a swarm of paparazzi take pictures as Brett Rayne and R.E. Rage come out of the limo with a couple of gorgeous looking women.
VO: “Detroit…”
The scene shifts to see Christopher Back walking into a business establishment.
VO: “Will get…”
We go to a gym where we see Tony Bonito doing some pushups before the scene fades to black. Suddenly, the footage shows the X-WCW stage as the pyros shoot all over the place.
VO: “EXTREME!!!”
The footage now showcases the following clips.
- Seith Helloct hitting a DDT
- Grandmaster E and Otacon taking each other down with clotheslines
- Karl Baller hitting a spinning wheel kick on R.E. Rage
- Tony Bonito locking an ankle lock
- Chris Back hitting the breakdown on an opponent.
- Ignavus posing with the X-WCW UW belt.
The screen then shows the X Rumble logo.
VO: “X-WCW Presents The X Rumble. Live from Auburn Hills in Detroit Michigan. Now available on pay per view.”
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TRD vs Tony Bonito
We go back to ringside and the cameras pans over to the newly renovated announce table of James Russell and Randal King.
JR: “Welcome back to the 20th anniversary show of X-WCW NITRO!”
RK: “For our main event, we will see Tony Bonito at his finest…and his opponent, aint even worthy to be in the main event, or even being in the SAME ring with Mr. Bonito. However, JR, WHO does, right? But its Bonito vs TRD for the main event, so I have no idea why Mr. Back would just give Tony a run for his money and face him instead.”
JR: “I have no idea, but that’s our main event tonight. As much as TRD is a good wrestler, I myself feel that he would be overmatched here by the shorter and more technical savvy wrestler that is Tony Bonito. But I do know this, King, somewhere in the backstage sits Christopher Back and he will watch this match closely.”
The camera goes to ringside as we see Terri Hotbody II in the middle of the ring with a mic.
THII: “The following 20 minute match is scheduled for ONE FALL!”
“Unleashed” by Saliva hits the speakers and The Real Deal makes his way to the ringside area as the fans give him a mixed reaction.
THII: “Introducing first, from Music City USA, he is nTo member..THE REAL DEAL!!!”
TRD makes his way down the rampway with a very serious expression plastered on his face.
JR: “TRD has been with the nTo for quite a while, King. It might be already 2 years since he debuted and was touted to be the next D-Extreme.”
RK: “The next D-Extreme?! JR, who would suffer such a cruel fate like that?! Well, I guess its TRD tonight cause Tony Bonito has high chances of snapping his ankle like he did to his former mentor.”
TRD enters the ring and waits for his opponent to come out to the ringside area.
JR: “Unlike most times, TRD doesn’t have that cocky grin on his face King. I bet its because it IS Tony Bonito who placed his mentor on the shelf. I am sure that the young TRD would like nothing more than get some retribution for his former mentor and friend. in this match.”
RK: “Revenge is a dish best served cold, JR. But TRD will have a hard time extracting revenge since his opponent wont be such an easy task to take down.”
“Fury of the storm” plays throughout the speakers as Tony Bonito enters the ringside area with his usual red, white and blue hooded jacket. He crouches down for a while before he points up the air and his usual pyrotechnics shoot up and explode on stage.
THII: “And his opponent, he hails from Boston Massachusetts, TONY BONITO!!!”
TB walks down the aisle as the fans boo TB very loudly for the ‘most heat’ award.
JR: “These fans just hate Tony Bonito, King.”
RK: “I dunno if its because he is one of the top bad guys here in the X-WCW, or maybe the fact that New Jersey aint fond of any Boston guys. But I haven’t heard any story about Tony Bonito being a Celtics fan.”
JR: “If its anything related to basketball, don’t ask me for that, King.”
TB enters the ring and takes off his hood while he heads up to the nearby corner. He climbs up and poses for the fans, who continue to boo him nonetheless. He jumps down the corner and takes off his jacket while TRD just stares at him from the opposite end with utter contempt.
RK: “Damn, TRD really has his sights set on Tony Bonito huh? I dunno if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.”
The bell rings and both men go to the center of the ring. TB and TRD go for a lockup, but TRD quickly hits a hard knee strike to the gut area of TB. He doesn’t let TB get any offense afterwards as he hits a huge club to the back of the head to send TB down on one knee. TRD bounces off the ropes for a running big boot and it misses TB as he ducked down. TB trips TRD on the mat and he gets up.
JR: “Tony Bonito shifts the early momentum of The Real Deal and trips him down on the mat.”
RK: “Sometimes, it pays NOT to be so passionate about a wrestling match. TRD exerted too much effort…damn..I’m sounding like Ignavus now.”
Bonito waits for TRD to get up before he grabs him from behind and locks in a sleeper hold. He uses his legs to wrap around the body area of TRD and both men go down the mat while TRD is locked on the sleeper hold. TRD struggles to get out of the move until he notices that they were near the ropes for him to grab it. The referee breaks the hold and both men get up. TRD runs towards TB and takes him down with a quick big boot.
RK: “OUCH! He plants his foot right on the face of Tony Bonito!”
JR: “TRD just gave Tony Bonito a taste of his cold and hard vengeance right there with that big boot to the face! Tony Bonito slowly gathers himself up as TRD just stands infront of him.”
TRD grabs the recovering Bonito by the head and delivers a couple of hard elbow smashes to the back of the head. He whips TB into the ropes but TB slides underneath him on his way back. TRD turns around only to get hit by a dropkick to the face. TRD staggers backwards and Tony Bonito charges at him for a clothesline to the outside. Unfortunately for TB, The Real Deal drops down and pulls down the top rope for him to topple to the outside instead.
RK: “DAMN! That was a rookie like mistake there by Tony Bonito! How could he do such a thing like that?!”
JR: “Bonito is only human, King. Maybe that’s why he made an error there.”
Tony Bonito is on the outside as TRD raises both arms in the air, to a little crowd pop. TB slowly stirs around on the outside, but that doesn’t take too long for him to be left alone by TRD. TRD sees him and runs towards the ropes for a springboard senton splash on the outside, but TB avoids it and TRD crashes down on the outside.
RK: “Well, I guess TB’s mistake wouldn’t be as bad as what TRD just did. DAMN! He might have broke his back with that move. The outside might be padded folks, but that is tougher surface than what they have inside the ring!”
The referee starts to reset the outside count as both men are outside of the ring. Tony Bonito grabs The Real Deal and he delivers some hard clubs to the back of his opponent. He whips him and sends him back-first on the apron of the ring. TB runs for a clothesline, but TRD catches him and takes him down with a spinebuster. TRD is on all fours while TB is slowly getting up while the referee counts to 6.
JR: “These two men better hurry up or they would be counted out of this match.”
TB gets up and rolls back into the ring, before he rolls back out. He holds his back while he kicks TRD around the sides. He stomps down on the taller man before he goes to the apron and wait for him to get up. Once TRD gets to his feet, TB runs from the apron for a flying crossbody, but TRD catches him and takes him down with a front slam.
RK: “OUCH! That front slam just added more hurt to the back of Tony Bonito right there, JR.”
JR: “The Real Deal delivers a fierce slam and he slides back into the ring as the referee counts to 4.”
TRD stays on the inside while Tony Bonito slowly gets to his feet on the outside. The referee continues to count TB out, but TB gets back into the ring by the count of 8. TRD stomps down on Tony Bonito once he slides back into the ring and picks him up to deliver some hard blows to the body. He whips TB across the ropes and on the rebound, he attempts a clothesline, in which TB ducks down and quickly uses this time to slam TRD hard with a german suplex.
JR: “GERMAN SUPLEX ON TRD! Tony Bonito rolls back up with his opponent and delivers a second suplex! Bonito goin for the hat-trick here, King and he tries for the third one. But TRD blocks the attempt.”
TRD turns around and tries to swing him hard with a back elbow, but TB ducks and takes him down with an overhead belly to belly suplex. With TRD down, TB raises both arms in the air and lets out a ‘wooo’ as the crowd boos the hell out of the real f’n Olympian. Tony Bonito waits for TRD to get up before he charges at him and clips him by the leg. TRD falls down again and this time, TB grabs the leg he clipped and delivers a couple of kicks to it.
RK: “He is working on one of TRD’s legs, JR. He wants to make him tap out tonight.”
JR: “Tony Bonito now, locking that leg lock on the left leg of TRD.”
TB cranks up the leg of TRD as he has him with the leg lock. TRD struggles in the submission move, but TB eventually lets go after it would pass 30 seconds. TRD rolls back up and TB meets him with a chop to the chest. TB delivers a well placed boot to the left leg of TRD before he grabs it and takes him down with a dragon whip. TRD is down on the mat yet again and Tony Bonito turns him around before he locks on a single-leg crab on the left leg that he is working on.
RK: “It seems like Tony Bonito is adamant right now to make his opponent tap out even without his patented ankle lock. That single leg crab could really do TRD in. With that elevation on his left leg, there wont be enough oxygen getting up there. So its not only the strain TRD would be fighting against, its his risk of getting some cramps right on his left thigh.”
TRD shouts in pain as TB continues to lock the submission move. Eventually, TRD tries to reach out to the nearby ropes and he somehow grabs it after a few seconds. The referee tells TB to break the hold, much to the disappointment of Bonito. TRD gets to his feet by using the ropes and TB is there to attack him with some hard knee shots to the mid-section. He hooks TRD up for a suplex, but TRD uses his right leg to block it and delivers a vertical suplex on Tony Bonito.
JR: “Vertical Suplex! Tony Bonito goes down and TRD is limping around inside the ring.”
TRD limps towards TB and picks him up. However, it would prove to be a big mistake as Tony Bonito delivers a double leg takedown and goes for a figure four leg lock. But before he could lock it on, TRD uses his right foot to shove TB off him. TRD gets to his feet and he takes down both of them with a short-arm clothesline.
RK: “TRD made a desperation move, JR, and it worked. Both men are down right now, but who will get the advantage once they get back up?”
JR: “I have no idea, King. Tony Bonito has the advantage now since he has worked a little bit on the leg of TRD, however, TRD has some intangibles in him that could still make him stay in this match for a bit longer.”
TB crawls toward the nearby corner while we see TRD slowly getting to his feet. Once TRD notices TB on the corner, he charges at him and tries to use a knee smash onto the face of Bonito. Unfortunately for The Real Deal, he has fallen upon TB’s trap as the Real F’n Olympian gets out of the way and TRD hits knee first onto the corner. As TRD stumbles back and holds his knee, TB quickly pulls himself using the ropes and delivers the Nitoplex.
JR: “NITOPLEX ON TRD! BAH GAWD! That might have just finished off the match!”
TRD goes down and Tony Bonito takes down his singlets and shouts in a very low monotone voice before he goes and locks in the ankle lock on TRD.
RK: “Here it is, JR! The ANKLE LOCK! TRD will soon be tapping to the beat.”
TRD struggles not to submit to the ankle lock while TB applies it with one knee on the mat. After a couple of seconds, Bonito grapevines the leg of TRD while he still has the ankle lock applied on him. Soon enough, TRD taps out and the referee calls for the bell.
THII: “The winner by submission, TONY BONITO!!!”
“Fury of the storm” hits the speakers as Tony Bonito continues to lock in the ankle lock on TRD as the referee tries to break it up. Soon enough, the music fades away and “filmstar” hits ths PA systems and RNR come down the rampway, this in turn makes TB let go and get to his feet. RNR slide into the ring as TB just stares down at them, until of course when he smiles and he turns back to TRD.
JR: “Oh no! Don’t tell me that this will be a 3-on-1.”
RK: “I wanted to tell ya, but, whatever you say JR.”
RNR pick up the fallen TRD as Tony Bonito mouths off to him and then delivers a hard slap to the face. TB laughs at TRD before RNR hoist him up and deliver a double back breaker. With TRD down, Rage slides outside the ring and grabs a chair and tosses it into the ring where Brett Rayne catches it. Rayne looks at the folded chair and raises it into the air while TB just claps.
RK: “It seems like TRD would be getting a special chair treatment right now.”
Rayne places the chair in between the left leg of TRD while Tony Bonito climbs up to the top turnbuckle. However, he jumps down to the apron and he and Rayne slide to the outside when Chris Back and Josh Leyh enter ringside with a couple of steel chairs. Once RNR and TB walk up the rampway, CB gets the mic and points at TB and RNR.
CB: “You know Tony, you think you can get away with every damn thing you can do? Well guess again, pal. Now as for you two, Rage and Rayne, your going face TRD and Josh Leyh in a tag team match on Warzone.”
Rage and Rayne just talk to each other after they hear the announcement and walk away from ringside. TB stands on the stage and still looks at the ring while CB has the mic.
CB: “Now Bonito, on Warzone, you better be in attendance cause BOY do I have something in store for you. Oh wait a second, I mean, SOMEONE has something in store for you.”
X-WCW goes off the air as TB walks away from ringside as well.
X-WCW goes on the air as we see a footage of Tony Bonito with Cole Ryan
CR: “Tony, tonight, you gotta face Christopher “Cyberstrike” Back AND Starstorm in the main event.”
The camera pans on a very confident looking TB, and fades to black for a while as we hear his voice over.
TB V.O.: “Cole, Chris Back is nothing but a coward. He hides himself behind the nTo or any other goons who are in desperate need of money. True, the nTo and Chris Back go WAY…back. But it’s the year 2007, Mr. Back, and still you persist on running with your gang of goons? As far as Starstorm is concerned, the only reason why they got the tag team belts in the X-WCW is, the rest of the X-WCW tag teams here are nothing but either washups or just plain untalented hobos who cant wrestle in the ring alone. Tonight, I can singlehandedly whip Starstorm’s asses in that ring. Oh and Chris, just so you know, I can whip your ass as well. But unfortunately, that wont happen tonight.”
While we hear him speak, we see the following clips.
- The nTo walking down the aisle(CB, D-Ex, Starstorm, Josh Leyh and TRD)
- nTo inside the ring as CB speaks
- Tony Bonito hitting the Nito Plex on CB
- Tony Bonito locking the ankle lock on D-Extreme
The scene comes back to the footage where CR and TB are in as we see a shocked look at CR.
CR: “W-what?! But Mr. Back already booked you into this match.”
TB: “Yes, he did. I was just saying that it wont happen tonight that its just Tony Bonito in that ring against Chris Back and his two tag team champs. Tonight, it will be a real 6-man tag team match.”
CR: “So it seems you somehow managed to get 2 people to join you tonight then huh? Tony, WHO are these mystery partners of yours?”
We see another footage, this time, its TB on the stage as he points up the ceiling while his usual pyros go up. We hear a voice over…
TB V.O.: “Cole…you just have to find out later. If I’d say it right now, that would kill the surprise now would it?”
The video package fast forwards to the main event and we see TB in the rampway with a mic in his hand.
TB: “Chris, hold the champagne for tonight, cause it wont be a win for you and your two paper tin champs there in the ring. Tonight, it wont be Tony Bonito being the sole wrestler to school you three nTo d***wads in that ring. Tonight, I got the services of the X-WCW’s HOTTEST tag team to date…”
The video shows R.E. Rage and Brett Rayne enter the ringside area and they join TB in sliding into the ring.
JR: “OH MY GAWD! Rage and Rayne, has reunited as RNR here in the X-WCW!!!”
RK: “MARK OUT MOMENT!!!”
The video now makes a brief one minute highlight of the two teams going at it inside the ring until …
RK: “TB and CB are brawling their way outta the crowd and seem to be headed backstage to continue their beef with each other.”
The footage goes over to the outside of the arena where both men continue to brawl. They show CB getting to his feet as they are near the body of water
TB: “Time for you to swim with the fishes, bucko!”
Before he could grab CB yet again, he notices a couple of X-WCW staff members storm into the area and try to drag CB out of the area. However, he clocks the referee that tries to grab CB’s leg. He grabs CB and picks him up to a vertical base. He grabs him by the shirt, but CB stomps on him hard on the feet for him to let go. TB hops on one foot and nearly falls onto the lake, that is until he bent over and favor his toe. While he is busy, the staff members try to restrain Chris Back from attacking. But it would take only a couple of seconds for them to contain the X-WCW CEO as he breaks free off their clutches to tackle Bonito. Once he has Bonito, he sends Bonito and himself splashing onto the water.
JR: “OH BAH GAWD! Chris Back and Tony Bonito just splashed head on into the clod waters of Cleveland!”
The video does a replay of both men splashing into the water before they fade to black
***
As soon as the usual video package finishes its play, we go to ringside and watch as the stage pyros burst into living color. The capacity fans are on their feet as the X-WCW Nitro show starts its live broadcast. The cameras swirl around the arena crowd and show some various crowd signs like ‘I ribbed Eamon and he threatened to kill me’ or ‘WE WANT JOE GOLDSTONE!’. Finally, the cameras pan over to the announce table with James Russell and Randal King.
JR: “Welcome everyone to X-WCW Nitro! I’m James Russell alongside Randal King as always and we are live from the sold out Continental Airlines arena here in New Jersey.”
RK: “I had one helluva barbecue on turnpike last night, JR. Tonight, were here in the state’s best arenas to hold a wrestling event. Tonight’s gonna be one helluva wrestlefest I bet!”
JR: “It will indeed, King. Tonight will be the FINAL series of matches between Otacon and GME. The winner, will face Ignavus in the X Rumble and speaking of Ignavus, he will face Real America in an Ignavus Invitational.”
RK: “Last Nitro 19, it started with Ignavus being distracted by both RA and TGO who demanded a match with him. The only way to settle it was through a match last Warzone 31. We all know what turned out there, JR. TGO and KB seem to be in turbulent waters now thanks to that match.”
JR: “Tonight, they will also be in attendance. TGO and KB will be the first guests on Sandy Drake’s show ‘The Young Zone’.”
RK: “Don’t forget about the two title matches tonight, JR. The first one will be Reno Raynes defending his TV title against Judge Death. For the Xtreme title, we will have a ladder match between Nightmare and Seith Helloct.”
JR: “We got those two title matches, plus two tag team matches as well King. The Lost Boys will try to continue their winning ways against The Devil’s Rejects. The Twisted Hunterz will try their luck against Fragile Minds.”
RK: “Right now, JR, lets watch the FIRST of these tag team matches.”
The Lost Boys vs Devil’s Rejects
'Be My Frankenstein' begins to play and the crowd starts to giggle before anyone has even appeared. Their mirth only grows as two nearly-identical men step onto the stage, waving their arms overhead and hollering a mix of right-wing propaganda and Jamiroquai lyrics.
TH2: "The following tag-team contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...from Parts Unknown, at a combined weight of 700 pounds...Mike and Mark Daniels, the Lost Boys!"
The Boys dash quickly down to the ring and hop onto the apron; Mike slips off, though, and cracks his nose against the edge on his way back down to the floor. Mark avoids this fate and steps through the ropes, but gets his foot caught midway, and trips up as he tries to take a step forward, falling flat on his front.
JR: "It seems that Real American won't be joining his...boys...at ringside tonight."
RK: "Good riddance...wait, didn't they only win last time because of him?"
JR: "True, but perhaps he's trying to show some confidence in their abilities, y'know? Like saying he knows they don't need him."
RK: "So it's a bit like...Alec Guinness convincing Luke to face Vader alone?"
JR: (silence)
RK: "...I...I talked about Star Wars there, didn't I?"
JR: "Yes. Yes you did."
RK: "...I hate that Nidea guy so very, very much."
Mike rolls into the ring, and the Boys stand in their corner, punching each other in the shoulder and occasionally quacking as the arena's lights go all dark and spooky. Somewhere in the back row, a spaced-out attendee with a large mass of stubble yelps, "Zoinks! We're in for it now, Scoob!" as 'Master of Puppets' shifts into gear, prompting the appearance of two rather buff gentlemen, haloed by eerie red lights behind them.
TH2: "And the opponents...at a combined weight of 553 pounds...from Parts Unknown, Reaper...from Mount Olympus, Casus 'Crimson' Crevious...the Devil's Rejects!"
Reaper stalks down the ramp, sparing not a single gaze for his adversaries or the Mystery Machine gang, and uttering not a single word. Crevious, meanwhile, dramatically sinks to his knees, raises his arms aloft and looks to the rafters before screaming, "IN THE NAME OF ZEUS, I WILL TAINT THESE HALLOWED GROUNDS WITH THE DEFECATED UNDERGARMENTS OF THE DAMNED!" This draws much applause from the easily-impressed audience.
RK: "Why does it seem like half our current roster is made up of weirdos?"
JR: "Now, that's not fair, Randal. I truly believe that this is the strongest line-up the X-WCW has had in a long time."
RK: "Sure it is...if Chris Back decides to turn the whole place into an all-male burlesque show."
JR: "What about Absinthe and Rayne Bloodstone?"
RK: "They keep me sane."
Casus and Reaper hit the ring, and both Lost Boys step forward to intercept - but are stopped by ref Sid Greene, who points out that it's a tag match, so there's only one legal man per team at any time. The Boys ponder this, before nodding slowly, and then both retreat onto the apron. Greene grits his teeth, and gestures for one to re-enter the ring, as behind him Crevious stays in while Reaper goes out on the apron. Mike and Mark re-enter the ring, causing Greene to throw his arms up in despair, much to their confusion.
JR: "The Lost Boys appear to be having some trouble with...the basic rules of this match."
RK: "This is gonna be a long night."
Eventually, Sid loses patience, and simply shoves Mark out of the ring, calling for the bell before Mike fully realises what just happened. Mike stares at his brother, now lying dazed on the floor, for a few more seconds before frowning and yelling something at the ref - which is cut off by Casus' elbow connecting with his jaw. Mike is rocked back, only to be floored by a follow-up throat thrust. Casus delivers a few sharp stomps to Mike's head, before pulling him up and nailing a Front Powerslam!
JR: "Ow! What a - "
RK: "If you say something about feeling an impact I'm gonna shave your head."
JR: "...What with?"
RK: "Pruning shears."
JR: "...and there's a pin."
Indeed, Crevious makes a cover - 1...2...2? The ref seems distracted by something, namely Mike...
RK: "Is he...is he really - ?"
JR: "Yes, I think he is."
RK: "Jeeez-uz!"
JR: "For those of you who can't quite hear, Mike is singing the Barney song."
I love you,
You love me,
We're a happy fah-mih-leee...
This not only stops the ref midway through his count, it also makes Casus release the pin, with a look of complete disgust upon his godly face. Mike giggles, and seizes the initiative by pushing Crevious over, onto his back, then celebrates with a quick victory lap. Reaper, Casus and the ref can only look on in disbelief as Mike runs in a wide circle, almost clipping each corner, and Mark cheers him on from the apron.
JR: "Uh, calm down, son, you haven't won yet!"
RK: "And you're never going to if you don't stop doing that and - never mind."
For Mike has been intercepted mid-run by Casus, and taken down with a Spinebuster! Trippy C tugs Mike up by his hair and throws him into his team's corner, before going to town with some shoulder-thrusts to the midsection. Five strikes later, with Mike doubled over, he tags in Reaper, and the Rejects hoist Mike up high before slamming him down head-first with a Double-Team Brainbuster!
JR: "The angle on that was just - "
RK: "Zero."
JR: "What?"
RK: "It was a zero degree angle. Meaning straight-up, vertical."
JR: "...You...know math?"
Reaper clearly isn't satisfied yet, and retreats into one corner, hunkering down and breathing deeply while Mike still lies dazed. After Reaper pounds the mat a few times, Mike seems to wake up, and begins to regain his footing, as Mark headbutts the turnbuckle in an effort to encourage him.
JR: "Looks like it's time for R.I.P!"
RK: "Isn't that a band or something?"
Mike finally stands, and Mark cheers him on, waving a little flag attached to a toothpick. Mike gives his brother an exagerrated thumbs-up...then walks right into Reaper's R.I.P spear! Reaper quickly hooks the leg, the ref counts - 1...and pause.
RK: "Again?!"
JR: "This is getting pretty stupid now, frankly."
Mark has hopped into the ring and is doing a very loud, very shaky rain dance, replete with maracas and a snake around his neck. No idea where they came from. The ref appears to have frozen on the spot, much to Reaper's displeasure...and then abruptly, Greene stands up and starts to jig his little heart out. He's taking his passion and making it happen! Oh, what a feeling!
RK: "Did I miss something on the card that said this match was our newly-spawned 'Musical Massacre Match' or something?"
JR: "No, you didn't."
RK: "So they're just dancing for the hell of it."
JR: "Yes, they are."
RK: "And Mr. Back pays them for this?"
JR: "Yes, he - OH SNAP!"
Mark suddenly stops dancing, lets out a warcry, and makes a beeline right for Casus Crevious! The Crimson one blinks, and in that moment Mark halves the distance between them, before leaping into the air with what we could optimistically call a Flying Lariat, but is better described as 'jumping and waving your arms around a bit'. This effort, however, is still enough to knock Casus off the apron, sending both men soaring into space, then colliding violently with the safety barriers! Which clearly aren't very 'safe', since all they seem to do is hurt people!
JR: "WHOA! Check out the elevation that big guy achieved!"
RK: "Check out how embarassing it was, too. I mean, what did he do besides knock himself out?"
JR: "He took out Crevious!"
RK: "So sure?"
Outside the ring, Casus is already stirring, although his eyes are crossed. Mark's tongue is hanging out, and he's drooling. Reaper rolls off Mike and looks to the outside, checking on his partner...and by the time he turns around, Mike is standing right in front of him with what can only be called a maniacal smile on his face! Reaper still fails to look intimidated - but he reassesses this after Mike delivers a brutal headbutt, knocking Death's Hand down to one knee. Mike cackles, throws his head back and yells, "For...the...ROYALTYYYYYY!".
RK: "The who now?"
JR: "I think he means RA...remember, he's a king now."
RK: "Christ, I hope people don't think I'm related to him. Hey, look who it is!"
JR: "Uh-oh."
Mike's good mood vanishes as a spotlight focuses on the ramp, revealing -
RK: "Walking Stix and Fiddle Stix!"
JR: "...And with that, the ominous portents are destroyed."
...Damien and Dante Stix, masks in place, eyes locked with those of Mike, who stares back, unflinching.
And stares.
And stares...
And stares that little bit more.
RK: "Oh, THIS is exciting!"
Suddenly, Mike cries out and throws his hands up to his now-reddened eyes. The Stixes nod in amusement.
JR: "Okay, so...the brothers Stix won the, uh, staring contest. Can we get back to the match now?"
RK: "For however long that lasts..."
Mike drops his hands - and Crevious, having rolled back in the ring during that minor debacle, lifts Mike up onto his shoulders and scores with the Final Breath!
RK: "...Which isn't very long at all!"
Reaper drops over Mike, and the ref reluctantly makes the count at Casus' insistence. 1...2...3!
TH2: "Here are your winners...the Devil's Rejects!"
The Stixes begin to retreat up to the stage as the crowd showers the victorious Rejects in catcalls, whilst Mike rolls back and forth on the mat, holding his foot (yes, his foot) and Mark continues to drool on the floor. X-WCW goes to a commercial break as the Lost Boys really look lost inside the ring.
We come back from the commercial break to hear some beats from the PA systems. Soon enough, we hear a very familiar tone.
“Oooh, oh oh oh oh
I ain’t happy, I’m feelin glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I’m useless, but not for long
My future, is comin on
is comin on, is comin on”
“Clint Eastwood” continues to blare through the PA systems as Ignavus makes his way out of the curtains. The fans cheer loudly at the X-WCW World champ as he comes out wearing some jeans and a new ‘King of Slackaz’ t-shirt (now available at xwcwshop.com). He has his X-WCW World title around his waist as he makes his way down the ramp.
THII: “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the current X-WCW World Champion, JOSH ‘IGNAVUS’!!!”
Ignavus enters the ring slowly through the ring steps and he climbs up the corner. When he reaches the top turnbuckle, he unbuckles his belt and poses for the fans.
JR: “Welcome back to X-WCW Nitro! Right now, the current X-WCW champ Ignavus is making his presence felt here in the ringside area.”
RK: “He has a new shirt, JR. Gee, I wonder what is up with that!”
Ignavus jumps off the turnbuckle and makes it to the middle of the ring where THII is on standby beside the champ. He is handed the mic by THII and Ignavus looks at her and smiles.
Igz: “Uhm, thanks my friend.”
He turns to address the crowd, who continue to chant “IGZ” all around the building.
Igz: “As you all know, tonight marks my first time back in the wrestling ring after I won over my battle with mono. It was a whole damn month since that sickness took me out of my usual groove. You know, with that sickness of mine, it really made me LAZIER than I usually was. Now, that would prove to be efficient for me to be lazier than usual, but the downside was, I would be pushing daises right now if I got punched on my stomach or sides. So, to make myself back to the lazy state I usually was, I’d just go down here ringside and take a seat with Jimmy and Randy right there.”
Ignavus points at the commentator’s table.
RK: “And thankfully, those days are OVER! HAHA!”
Ignavus gives them a thumbs up before he continues.
Igz: “But now that I’m a-ok, LET THE REIGN OF THE SLACKA RESUME! Tonight, I will hold the Ignavus Invitational. Now the way it works is, I invite someone down here to face me in a singles match tonight. During my time backstage, I’ve been thinking long and hard on who to invite tonight to a match. Last show, TGO and RA put on a match that was supposed to face me for my title, but Mr. Back nullified that stipulation. So, tonight, the winner of that match STEP ON DOWN TO RINGSIDE!”
Ignavus points to the stage as “Cocky” by Kid Rock plays through the speakers. The fans boo loudly as Real American comes out with his usual attire.
RK: “UGH! For heaven’s sakes, why him?!”
JR: “Well, he DID win against TGO last Warzone..”
RK: “Anyone can win against TGO, JR, ANYONE!”
RA slides inside the ring while Ignavus applauds him.
Igz: “Nice to see you here RA! Tonight, you are cordially invited to face me in the 2007 Ignavus Invitatio..”
RA snatches the mic from Ignavus, while Igz just raises an eyebrow for that action by his opponent for the night.
RA: “Quit the BS, champ! Tonight, RA doesn’t care if heis facing you for that title or not, what matters is that RA will kick your ass from pillar to post. Tony Bonito said it right to RA days before, its people like YOU who hold talent like Real American DOWN!”
RA glares at Ignavus, who just shrugs at him and continues to look sheepishly at the challenger.
RA: “Tonight, RA will grab you by the head and beat you up into a pulp! Tonight, everyone here will witness the doom of their champion Ignavus at the hands of the best wrestler today….REAL AMERICAN!!!”
RA poses infront of Igz while the fans boo loudly. RA shoves the mic back to Igz, and the champ just looks at the mic before he dusts it off and speaks to RA.
Igz: “Whoa, even though this is news to me that your exerting effort in your promos these days, calm down RA. Out of all the people backstage, I picked you cause you are the most mellow individuals ever! Now, your, well…so different. What gives now man? Is it the milk that TB gave ya or something? Right now, your exerting too much of yourself, that would just make you break down earlier in this ring later. You should just relax like me, the champ. Complacency is a philosophy that you should try to do these days. I mean, it worked wonders for me, so it could help you too..right?”
Igz smiles at RA sheepishly, but RA just shakes his head and leaves the ring. RA completely leaves the ringside area as Ignavus pulls up his mic slowly.
Igz: “Was it something I said?”
The crowd laughs as X-WCW goes backstage.
Backstage
We go backstage with Cole Ryan as he has Judge Death beside him.
CR: “We are here backstage with the challenger to Reno Raynes’s X-WCW Television Title, JUDGE DEATH! Its uhm…good to see you here JD. So, I got to ask, how would you prepare yourself tonight for this match between Reno?”
JD: "How would I? Well, iff I could go back in time and relivve thhe lasst week all ovver again, I would take thhe time to hunt down Reno'ss ffamily and take thhem ass hosstagess to gain ssome levverage ovver thhe sswine, beffore demanding hiss title in exxchange ffor thheir ssaffety. I would, off coursse, kill thhem regardlesss off whethher or not he capitulated to my demandss. Ass it sstandss, howevver, I completely fforgot to implement thhiss plan, and insstead sspent ssome quality time watching Oprah re-runss. Ooh, and I went to ssee Ghosst Rider. And Hot Fffuzzz. Good ffilmss, yesss..."
CR: “That’s, er..interesting! It has been documented that you hate people who steal your name, so what do you think of the newcome Rayne Bloodstone and how she allegedly stole your ‘death’ copyright?”
JD: "I know not who documentss my wordss, but iff I catch thhem at it again, all thhe ffire and torment off Hell itsselff will sseem a blesssing compared to my righteouss rage. Regarding misss Bloodsstone, howevver...being thhat sshhe iss what ssome people reffer to ass a 'noob', I am prepared to be ssomewhat lenient; iff shhe agreess to givve me a sspongebathh, I will not presss fforwardss withh legal chargess. But thhiss iss a one-time offfer, Rayne - do not wasste it!"
CR: “Before we end this interview, do you have anything to say about the recent incident between you or Mr. GME last month?”
JD: "Thhiss wass all down to thhe ffact thhat Cap'n E doess not shhare my ssophhissticated ssensse off humour. Whilsst I sseek and ffind joy in my appointed tasskss, thhe Grandmasster ssimply plodss ffrom one match to thhe nexxt, only sstopping to complain about othher companiess en route. Hencce, hiss idea off what makess a good joke hass been corrupted and decayed. Or, to put it more conccissely, he iss a misserable old ffool. Luckily, we rarely meet, sso I do not havve to sstand hiss negativve attitude ffor any particular lengthh off time."
CR: “Thank you for your time. Lets go back to ringside with JR and King.”
We go back to ringside and the camera pans over to the announce table.
JR: “Well folks, up next, we will have the X-WCW Television match between Judge Death and Reno Raynes”
X-WCW goes to a commercial break.
X-WCW TV Championship
Judge Death vs Reno Raynes(c)
Out of the Silent Planet by Iron Maiden plays over the loud speakers. The airs radiates with an eerie sense of doom and gloom. The reason is soon discovered as Judge Death appears at the top of the ramp. He makes his way to the ring in normal, odd Judge Death fashion. He enters the ring and takes his place in one of the corners.
The arena then takes on a new feel. The crowd electrifies as Points of Authority by Linkin Park blares through the speakers. The TV Champion, Reno Raynes runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle and raises the belt as the fans cheer him on. He then takes his place in the other corner as he hands the belt over to the ref and his music dies down.
THII: “This contest is scheduled for one fall. It will be for the X-WCW TV Championship. Introducing first, the challenger: from Deadworld, he weighs in at 100 pounds, Judge Death!.”
The crowd gives the eccentric X-WCW superstar a nice reaction.
THII: “And his opponent, from Paris, France, he weighs in at 195 pounds, the X-WCW TV Champion, “Hangtime” Reno Raynes.”
JR: “You hard it folks, we have a TV title bout and this contest has opened up with a collar and elbow tie up.”
Both men struggle for a few moments before JD takes a fist and drives it into the side of RR to break up the hold. JD bounces RR off the ropes and connects with a forearm smash.
JR: “And Judge Death is taking the fight to Reno Raynes early in the contest.”
RK: “Effective strategy my friend. He doesn’t want Raynes leaving the ground.”
JD continues to lay into Raynes with stiff right hands. JD bounces off the ropes and connects with a running knee lift that sends RR to the ground. He goes for a cover, but only gets a two count.
JR: “Judge Death makes the first pin fall attempt of the match. Too soon though.”
Raynes starts to get up as JD continues he assault. JD then picks up Raynes to attempt a power bomb. As he lifts RR up, Raynes reverses the move.
JR: “Raynes reverses into a hurricanrana with a pin attempt. 1,2, no. Not quite yet.”
RK: “How could that skinny turd even pick Raynes up?”
JR: “Judge Death is a lot stronger than he looks.”
Raynes now has the advantage as he bounces off the ropes and hits a flying shoulder block. The force drives JD to his knees and Raynes follows up the move with a dropkick to the face of JD. He then drags Judge Death over to one of the corners.
JR: “Raynes now has the upper hand and has a shot at winning.”
RK: “But he’s gonna be stupid and go high risk.”
King’s words utter an air of truth as Raynes goes to the top rope. He then leaps off for a corkscrew moonsault, but the challenger rolls out of the way and RR hits the floor.
RK: “Raynes just ate canvas on that one.”
Raynes is struggling to his feet as JD delivers a stiff kick to the ribs of JD. The force drives RR towards the ropes. JD goes to pick him up, but Raynes reaches up and grabs Judge Death, throwing him through the ropes. JD is reeling on the floor. Raynes takes the opportunity to get up. Both men are staggering. The ref begins his ten count. One is counted as both men stir. Two goes by and Raynes is on his feet. He runs back and goes full force over the top rope knocking JD down on the impact.
JR: “The brawl has gone to the outside. Both men have gotten up very quickly from that suicide dive from Reno raynes. Raynes picks up Judge Death and BAH GAWD! He just threw Judge Death into the steps.”
With JD on the ground, RR grabs JD’s head and hits it on the steps several times. RR grabs JD and throws him into the barrier and then back into the ring. He goes for a cover, but JD kicks out at the two count. Raynes then bounces off the ropes and uses the momentum to hit JD with a standing senton. The resulting pin attempt also ends at two.
RK: “The kid just can’t keep that skinny turd down.”
Raynes is visibly frustrated. He grabs the reeling JD who fights back with a series of lefts and rights, eventually getting RR away from him with an unexpected clothesline.
As Raynes staggers, JD Irish whips him into the corner and runs at him with the full force of his whole body. He grabs Raynes by throat and throttles him in the corner. The ref begins the count.
JR: “Judge Death with a blatant choke in the corner, using that five count to his advantage.”
After the ref counts four, JD lets go of the hold. He then lays into Raynes with a hard knife edge chop. He then repeats this several times. With each chop, the crowd lets out a Ric Flair style “WOO!”
JR: “Effective strategy by Judge Death, using those Flair syle chops to drive the wind out of Raynes.”
RK: “He’s gotta keep this kid on the ground.”
JD throws RR to the ropes, and connects with a windmill kick on the return. He then mounts RR and lays in with a series of right hands. He goes off in succession and the crowd counts along as he hits 10 hard rights.
In an amazing show of strength, JD lifts up RR by the throat and lines him up for a choke bomb. At the last possible second, RR turns his body and hits JD with an enziguri. RR lands on JD and goes for a cover.
JR: “Reno Raynes with that great reversal goes for a cover. He hooks the leg. 1,2, not quite. The ref had his hand going down for three, but it didn’t make it to the floor.”
Raynes gets up quickly as JD staggers. RR grabs JD and shoots him to the ropes. He goes for a flying cross body, but JD catches him and thows him back with a vicious fall away slam. RR is thrown onto the top rope back first.
JD goes over and picks up RR.
JR: “Judge Death grabs Raynes by the throat and hist that powerful punh of his to the ribcage of Reno Raynes.”
RK: “That punch has taken down many great opponents in Death’s past.”
JR: “He goes for the pin, 1,2,3. It’s over.”
THII: “Here is your winner and the new X-WCW TV Champion, Judge Death!”
JD takes the belt and celebrates his title win.
JR: “What a great back and forth contest. We’ve still got more X-WCW action to come.”
Backstage
We go to the backstage area where we see TRD standing infront of CB.
CB: “Now TRD, you have an idea just why I chose you to face Tony Bonito tonight right?”
TRD slowly nods his head before CB speaks again.
CB: “Its not because that I want you to destroy him inside that ring, the real reason is that I cant stand that look in your face every time you hear his name. Kid, there’s a lotta anger in your eyes right now, I know exactly what your feeling.”
TRD just turns around to face the opposite side before he speaks to CB.
TRD: “What can I say, Mr. Back? He was afterall responsible of injuring my mentor last year. Everytime I hear him brag about it just makes me want to beat him within an inch of his life. He thinks he can get away with that, Mr. Back?! DOES HE?!”
TRD huffs and puffs before he slowly turns back to CB and slams a fist on the desk.
TRD: “Tonight, he is NOT getting away with it…I will make him pay….I will make him feel the pain. I swear to you that…”
With that said, TRD storms out of the office while CB has a smirk on his face. X-WCW goes to a commercial break.
Sean Byrne vs Greg Biafra
We go back from the break and we see Terri Hotbody in with a mic up to her lips as the crowd goes into silence and in anticipation of the next match.
THII: “Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls the following contest is set for one fall….So without further delay, introducing the first…..”
~Iron Man~ by Black Sabbath resonates from the speakers and Sean Byrne steps out on to the ramp to a big reception from the capacity crowd…..After a few seconds of taking in the atmosphere Byrne slowly makes his way down to the ring before posing then standing atop a turnbuckle shouting ARE YOU READY???
THII: “Hailing from Boston, Massachusetts weighing in at 265lbs i give you "The Boston Rocker" SEEAAAAN BYYYRNE!!!!"
THII:”Next, introducing his opponent, making his X-WCW debut…..”
~I want to conquer the world~ By Bad Religion erupts from the speakers and a pumped up Greg Biafra struts out onto the entrance ramp rocking out to the music, as he makes his way down he hits a few high fives with the excited fans then slides under the ropes and climbs up atop a turnbuckle playing some air guitar*
THII:” Hailing from San Diego, California standing at 5'11" and weighing in at 238lbs i give you GREG BIIIIIIIAFRA!!!!"
As the crowd begins to calm down, the two men come face to face in the ring and the referee signals for the bell to start the match
JR: "Well this really could go anyway tonight King. On one hand we have a steady and consistent wrestler in Byrne and on the other we have somewhat of an unknown quantity in Biafra, whats your take on this match up?"
RK: "Greg WHO?...What trashcan did we drag this muscle headed guy from....Why are we even talking about a forgone conclusion like this?"
JR: "So were saying Byrne to dominate the match then?"
RK: "No ill go with Biafra, you really are bias against these newcomers JR"
JR :"But you just sai.....I give up, just watch the damn match."
As the bell rings the two men lock up in the middle of the ring grappling for a few moments before Biafra hits Byrne with a hard knee to the gut followed by an inverted DDT that leaves the Boston rocker clutching the back of his head on the canvas
RK: "You see JR, Biafra took the advantage and hit Byrne to the canvas hard."
JR: "Lets not get ahead of ourselves King there’s a long way still to go."
As Byrne begins to get up Biafra hits a few hard stamp to the back of his opponent before picking him up to his feet and Irish whipping him into the ropes. As Byrne bounces off the ropes he just manages to duck the oncoming clothes line from Biafra before rebounding once more and hitting a massive dropkick to the chest of the debutant sending them both thudding to the canvas
JR: "Excellent turn around there from the Boston rocker, quick thinking can win matches King."
Sean Byrne is the first to get back to his feet and he repays the compliment to Biafra by stomping him back down to the canvas
RK: "Now thats just cowardly kicking a man while he's down."
JR: "I didn't hear you chirping up when the new guy was employing the same tactics"
RK: "He's new though he needs to take every chance he can get."
Byrne picks up Biafra and hits him with several hard chops to the chest before irishwhipping him into the rope and hitting him on the return with a thunderous German suplex
JR: "You see king momentum is everything when it comes to that move and Byrn executes it as good as anyone.
RK: “Lucky if you ask me."
Byrne continues building momentum by bouncing off the ropes once more and hitting a sharp elbow drop to the midsection of Biafra making him clutch at him abdomen
JR: “Oh now the fun starts King, Byrnes heading for the top turnbuckle looking to finish Biafra before he can get back into this match.
SB reaches the top turnbuckle and launches himself off into a Rocksault that hit its target with precision and power leaving Biafra writhing in pain on the floor...........Byrne slowly gets to his feet having felt some of the effects of the impact himself and go's for the pin on GB
JR: "This is it King 1...2...KICKOUT FROM BIAFRA!!!"
RK: "This guy may look like he's one of those hobos that IGZ likes to spend time with but he's got some tenacity ill tell you that for nothing."
JR: "Well ill give him that king he's showed some guts to kick out of that and keep the match alive"
SB stands up, shakes his head and drags Biafra to his feet
JR: “Were gonna see the final Cutter here king.....wait for it.”
SB sets up GB for his finisher but some how GB wriggles free and dropping to his knee's and hitting a low blow to the Boston Rocker
JR: That was nothing more that a cheap shot from a desperate man King
RK: "All's fair JR, All's fair....."
JR: "Well if nothing else he's manages to piss Byrne off"....."look, he took that cheap shot like a man and he's back to his feet which is more that i can say for Biafra who's still on all fours looking way out of his depth here tonight."
Byrne walks around for a moment checking his equipment before turning his attention back to the struggling Biafra who he once again picks up for his finisher
JR: "Here we go King GB isn't going anywhere this time"........."CRUNCH, FINAL CUTTER GAME OVER GREG BIAFRA."
RK:"What did i tell you JR these new guys are useless i knew SB would prevail."
SB drags GB into the middle of the ring and lifts his leg for the pin
JR:"1....2....3!!!!! It's all over and another routine win for The Boston Rocker Sean Byrne"
RK: "Just like i predicted all along JR"
JR: "King you back Biafra and just like him you flopped miserably so pipe down before you make an even bigger fool of yourself."
SB stands in the middle of the ring arms aloft as the beaten GB lays motionless on the canvas.......SB then moves to the turnbuckle and just as he raises his hand in celebration “Hurt” by Johnny Cash hits the Pa system and a figure walks out onto the rampway
RK: "Its the Renegade JR"
JR: "What the hell is he doing here"
RK: "Well it looks like were about to find out, he's making his way down to the ring"
SB climbs down from the turnbuckle as The Renegade enters the ring, the two men meet in the middle and try to stare each other down but neither one moves an inch. X-WCW goes to a commercial break.
The Twisted Hunters vs Fragile Minds
THII: “Ladies & gentlemen, the following tag-team contest is scheduled for one fall. It will be fought under a 30 minute time-limit, introducing first….”
*“Shut Me Up” by Mindless Self Indulgence hits the speakers and the X-WCW fans start to boo the returning evil team of the “Fragile Minds”. Vanish & Thornn both walk out of the curtains and stroll down the ramp-way. The smaller Vanish slides into the ring, while the 6’9 monster Thornn climbs over the top rope.*
THII: “From the Horizon’s Edge….Vanish!! And his partner, from Reasoning’s Edge, Thornn…THE FRAGILE MINDS!!”
JR: “Well, the two superstars have come out of here without that jesabel valet of theirs.”
RK: “She is far from a Jezebel JR, stop watching Raw all the time by the way. Freaking Ross catchphrase stealer.”
*Then “We Don’t Die” by Twizted hits the speaker’s and the jeers continue. Jake and Ken come walking down the isle with those sick/sadistic smirks upon their faces. The two slide into the ring and get face to face with their opponents. As the staredown continues, the referee breaks it up to make sure nobody starts any physical problems before the match.*
*“Vanish” smirks and makes a cutthroat sign, then heads to the outside of the ring. Jake and Ken both shrug and Ken heads to his corner. The referee signals the bell to start the match as Jake circles around his larger opponent. Thornn turns around to face Jake and Jake charges his opponent. He jumps up at him, but gets caught in mid-air and slammed down a choke-bomb. Thornn stands up and looks at the small Jake holding his back in pain and goes for the pinfall, Jake shows spirit fortunately and kicks out before the ref can get a 1 count.*
RK: “He may be small Russell, but Jake does have a lot of heart. That is a great gift to have here in the X-WCW.”
*Thornn grabs his opponent by the throat with both hands and violently pulls him up to his feet. He lets Jake stand and sends a vicious right hand to Jake’s mouth. Jake spins all the way around before a vicious throat thrust from Thornn takes him down. The big man laughs cockily as he grabs poor Jake Hunter by the legs. Thornn starts to go for a Catapult, but Jake lands on his feet. When Thornn gets up to one knee, Jake Hunter gets on him with some lefts and rights to the face.*
*Jake throws as many punches as he can, but Thornn pushes him off to stop any momentum. Jake rolls to his feet and spots Thornn charging at him. He slides under the big guy’s legs and dives to make a tag at his partner Ken. The slightly taller brother of the two climbs onto the top tope. Thornn turns around and is almost taken down by a flying cross body, but he catches him in mid-air.*
JR: “Looks like that was a bad idea for Ken Hunter.”
RK: “Yeah, I agree.”
*It looks as if Thornn is going to take his opponent down with a power slam, but Jake saves his brother just in the nick of time with a chop-block to the back of Thornn’s knee. Thornn falls backwards and Jake stays on top for a pinfall attempt.*
JR: “1…2..kickout by Thornn! Wow, what an innovative maneuver by the Hunter brothers.”
RK: “Yeah, it was really smart. I’m surprised that those two would think of something like that.”
*Just as Jake gets up, he is taken down by a “Point Of View” shining wizard by Vanish. The momentum of the attack sends Jake Hunter rolling out of the ring, Vanish goes to capitalize on his “ringed out” opponent, but the referee stops him and sends him back to his corner. Meanwhile, Thornn and Ken have gotten up and Ken is sending some rights to Thorn’s face. He hits the ropes, but gets rammed to the mat with a hip toss! Thornn staggers a bit to his corner and tags out to his partner, Vanish.*
*Vanish climbs into the ring and bashes Ken’s head in with a running elbow drop. He quickly goes for a pinfall attempt while also watching Jake climb back onto the apron and at his corner.*
JR: “1…2…kickout by Ken Hunter. These two need to single out Vanish and end the match against him, I don’t see them stopping Thornn right now.”
*Vanish stands up and helps his opponent up by the hair. He sends a couple clubs to the back and takes Ken down with a double-armed DDT. Vanish doesn’t stop there, he applies a ground sleeper hold to further the damage on Ken’s neck. After about a minute of being locked in a sleeper, Jake loses his mind watching his brother suffer and jumps on top of the top rope and hits Vanish and Ken with a springboard leg drop! The attack does indeed hit his brother, but not nearly as hard as Vanish! Vanish lets go and Jake Hunter hurries back to his corner, Ken starts to show signs of life as the referee starts the count. When he gets to 5, Ken is standing up, but Vanish is also getting onto his knees.*
*Ken wastes no time and charges at Vanish, hitting him with a running dropkick to the face. Both superstars drop down and Ken attempts a cover, but big ol Thornn comes in and breaks it up. Thornn grabs Ken Hunter by the head and picks him up, but for some reason the referee runs towards Jake. He grabs a foreign object from the Hunter brother, but has his back turned on the legal men. Jake sends a vicious low-blow to Thornn.*
JR: “Damnit, I knew we would spot some bs here!”
*All of a sudden, Vanish returns the favor with his own lowblow from behind! Thornn, who is holding his own Thorn, (no homo there…) eats up the pain long enough to execute on of the Fragile Minds specialties.*
RK: “Whoa, foolkiller by Fragile Minds!!”
*The referee makes the count as Ken is layed out by the finisher. When the referee gets to 1, Jake Hunter hits the turnbuckle and goes for a diving splash to break it up, but Thornn is there to catch him in mid air and hits him with a fall away slam. The referee continues to pinfall counting.*
JR: “2…3, Fragile Minds win again.”
RK: “Pretty good match…for Fragile Minds. Hahaha.”
*“Shut Me Up” by Mindless Self Indulgence hits the speakers for the second time of the night and the fans continue to boo the two. Absiente makes her way down the ramp and into the ring, then hugs the victorious superstars
JR: “Fragile Minds win again for the second straight time since their return.”
RK: “These guys are on a roll, JR!”
Just then, Vanish grabs a mic and speaks to the crowd as the music dies down.
Vanish: “Its been 2 straight shows, and we proved our dominance in the ring against other teams. So Mr. Back, we got to tell you, we SHOULD be the number one contenders for the titles! Those ICP buffoons don’t stand a chance against the resurrected force that is fragile minds.”
After Vanish pulls down his mic, the Twiztid Hunters enter the ringside area and the fans give out a mild pop as Jake Hunter has a mic on his hand.
Jake: “OH! So that’s what you wanna do huh guys? Guess what, me and Ken here aint takin no s*** like that! You wanna prove that your better than US?!”
Ken gets the mic and laughs for a while before he speaks.
Ken: “Break out the faygo bottles Jake, cause we gonna have to use it with these inbred jerks right now!”
Jake grabs the mic back and looks at Ken.
Jake: “Now you know I aint gonna waste a good bottle to smash on their ugly mugs, Ken. You know were better than that. Here is what we will do though, Fragile Minds, you wanna challenge us for the #1 contendership for the tag team titles? FINE! You got it! On Warzone, it’s the Hunter Brothers vs Fragile Minds.”
Inside the ring, Fragile Minds and Absinthe have a smirk on their faces, that is until Jake finishes his speech.
Jake: “In a TABLES, LADDERS and CHAIRS match!!!”
The fans go wild with that announcement as the three people in the ring have a shocked expression.
JR: “Oh my goodness! On Warzone, we will see two tag teams go at it in a TLC match!”
RK: “Warzone will really be a warzone when those two teams battle it out with tables, ladders and chairs.”
JR: “Folks, we need to go to a commercial break, but don’t go anywhere we will be right back!”
X-WCW goes to a commercial break.
***COMMERCIAL BREAK*****
The commercial shows an empty backstage corridor, however, we hear something that is about to near the view. After a few seconds, a speeding shopping cart passes by and it crashes off camera. The footage fades to black as we see the following words.
“Random Insanity…will soon hit the X-WCW”
We go back to the scene as the camera pans over to the wrecked shopping cart and it reveals Justin Sane getting up to his feet. Slowly, he tilts his head towards the camera and he flashes a grin.
Justin: “Now THAT was JUST-INSANE!”
The footage fades as we see the following words again.
“JUSTIN SANE”
“ARRIVING SOON TO THE X-WCW”
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Sandy Drake presents: ”The Young Zone”
We go back to ringside as the ring already has some black carpeting on the mat with a round table in the middle. Inside the ring, we also see three lazy boys facing the table so the three people sitting in the lazy boys can see each other. Just then, “Top of the world” by the All American Rejects hits the speakers and TGO enters the ringside area.
JR: “Welcome back to Nitro! Right now, we will have the first edition of The Young Zone with Sandy Drake.”
RK: “It looks to me like some of the usual wrestling talk shows, but I dunno, lets see what this can bring to the table.”
TYO makes his way down to the ring in a black suit with a dark red silk shirt. He gets into the ring and smiles at how cool the set up is and that it is actually there and done with. TYO takes a seat and picks up a mic, Cue his opening monologue
Drake: “Well, well, well… Here we are then… all I have to say is wow… I mean these lazy boys are comfy as hell. Probably a lot better then the seats they got in the front row and beyond to the cheap section, you know who you are. Well anyways enough with the banter we must be getting on with the show. In the case that you might not know what’s going on here this is “The Young Zone” *Drake does the Dr. Evil double finger quote to the sound of really cheesy music*. Raw had Jericho, Smackdown! Had the Cabana and the Peep Show, and before that there was the Snake and Piper’s Pits. If you haven’t figured it out from that, then well this is a talk show, and I Sandy Drake will personally conducting interviews with wrestlers every show or so to keep everyone up to date with who’s working with who, who’s fighting who, who’s working for who, who’s rooming with the ReAl AmErIcAn after we go back to the hotels at night……”
TYO pauses for a while and looks at a nearby stage hand.
Drake: “Wait a second….. Who put that in my flash cards damn it. That’s just a dirty, dirty thought right there. But then again…. No we are not gonna go there. Well my first guests tonight here in “The Young Zone” are two of the biggest rising stars here in the X-WCW, who are also former Ultimate Tag Team Champions. One who started his career here with something like four months of losses, who finally rose up from the ashes and is the current X-WCW United States Heavyweight Champion, Karl Baller. The other his tag team partner up until recently as it appears, and who is also in a slump that can only be described as a win loss streak that is worse then his tag team partner’s starting out. And his latest feat, one that is so strange, that the Pope has called it a sign that Judgment Day is coming, losing to “King” RA. Of course ladies and gentlemen I’m talking about TGO The Great One. Without further adu Im gonna call out my first guest, Karl Baller!!!”
“Ima Hustla” plays throughout the speakers and Karl Baller comes out to ringside to a huge round of cheers from the fans. He is seen wearing some jeans and a white New Jersey Nets basketball jersey of Jason Kidd. KB also has his X-WCW US title with him as its placed on his shoulder.
JR: “Here comes the US champ, King, and the fans are loving it!”
RK: “You tell me, JR, they are going ballistic here.”
KB enters the ring and both men shake hands before they finally sit down to start the interview.
Drake: “So Karl how you been holding up man? Strange week for you I can imagine?”
KB: "Yeah, this been some crazy sh** homie. I been getting through it you know, enjoying my lil vacation from the ring and what not. Don't think i'm rusty or anything, i'll still beat whoeva's a** in a quick second.”
Drake: “Ahh okay, so moving on. How does it feel to be the US champion right now, the highs and lows?”
KB: “Ahh, its been a real great expierence. This is a championship alot of people want so I am anxious to shatter their dreams and whatever. I wish I could defend it more, but I guess people to scared to step up. Management doesn't know who got enough skills to dance with "Da Kid".”
Drake: “Interesting to hear that, now on to the subject at hand and the reason why you are here. TGO’s sudden change in attitude. Now what are your thoughts on that, and do you think it might have something to do with being the number one contender for your US title?”
KB: “Actually, I ain't know who was the number one contender until you just told me (heh heh). I hope it ain't, I mean I beat him for this fair and square, we most def shouldn't have any beef over this right here *pats his U.S. title*. We are still cool i'm guessing.”
Drake: “Alright now what about that push to the floor that he gave you after his match with RA, what are your thoughts on that?”
RK: “Aside from being baffled on how RA could actually win? HAHAH!”
JR: “Shush! King, they are doing this interview, and we can be heard from the household audience. Have a little respect.”
RK: “I just cant help myself, JR. You know that!”
After a short pause, KB replies.
KB: “That was frustration on his side, he ain't been the greatest wrestler in his last few matches and he got angry. I know how he felt...it was just like the beggining of my career here, he just gotta work hard and bounce back. I left it alone because he was angry and thats all I will say about that.”
Drake: “Now is there any chance you would be interested in reforming with TGO if things were smoothed out between you and him or is there to much drama between The Thrillaz that it will be a long long time before we see them on the same team?”
KB: “Yeah, everything will smooth out and we will regain our gold. We would still be champions to this day if those NTO f*g bags didn't prance their heel wearing asses to the ring and f up our title defense. We are indeed the best team in X-WCW and everyone knows it. It will only take a little while longer before we get back on the same page...and when that happens our championship book won't ever end.”
Drake: “Well Karl before you jump to any further conclusions, lets get the other side of the story, to see how it all matches up.”
"Bullets" by Creed hits and the fans let off a mixed reaction. TGO comes out and walks calmly to the ring. He slides in and shakes hands with the host of this segment, TYO, and sits across the table from his tag partner Karl Baller. TGO's eyes shift to the U.S. title a bit, but he looks at his partner and gives off a friendly smirk.
RK: “Oh great, now we get to hear from THIS guy…ugh..”
Drake: “Now gentlemen we are all civilized here and I expect you to act the same way you would act infront of your mothers here. Now TGO many people have been wondering whats been going on in your head for awhile so I guess we gotta know. What is running through your head right now?”
TGO faces TYO
TGO: “Well dude, I haven't been Samoa Joe like lately ya know? When I first came I was unstoppable, I had a long undefeated streak...now look at me. Alot has been going on in my head, but to sum it all up...I need to get back on track.”
Drake: “ahha and Karl do you have anything to comment about this?”
KB: “Thats what he believes he should do and i'm 100% behind him.”
Drake: “Okay then next question. TGO do you feel that there was any tension put on you when Karl won the US title, for you to equalize with him or do better with him, cuz I do remember that when Karl and I were fighting for team X-WCW in the wargames match against AFW, 2NLW, and XWA, you had a world title shot against then champion Octacon, which you sadly came up short in. “
TGO: “Yeah we were unifying the X-WCW and UCW world titles...I was really cocky since I was UCW X-division, Tag Team, United States, and World champion in UCW at the same time once before and I LET Otacon beat me for the X-division title a while back. I tought I would just out him right then and there, but alas I could not.”
Drake: “..and once again if Karl has anything he would like to add to this he can say it now.”
KB: “Nothing about...UCW I mean.”
*The crowd chuckles a bit and this sparks a little anger in TGO once again. He keeps his cool though and speaks.*
Drake: “Okay then TGO I just asked what Karl’s thoughts were on this topic but I gotta ask you first hand, why did you push Karl after you lost to RA did he say something that the camera’s or mics didn’t pick up, or were you just pissed off at the world, and Karl was the only person you saw to take your frustrations out on?”
TGO: “As Baller stated before, I was just really angry. I didn't mean to take everything out on him,b ut it just happend. I've said it like a trillion times, but i'll say it infront of the world, I'm sorry dude.”
Drake: “Karl your thoughts on what he just said.”
KB: “It's cool home boy. Just try not to let it happen again man.”
Drake: “Okay now that we have heard from both parties, I think what everyone needs is a hug, so come on lets hug it out bitches…. Just fucking with you guys. A little bit of Ari Gold rubbed off on me after watching Entourage, which comes back to HBO for its fourth season this April………. Oh god did I just do crappy product placement for HBO… and not even in my first episode is finished yet.”
Drake shuffles his cue cards before he speaks
Drake: “Anyways back to the matter at hand. So if the internet smarks haven’t figured it out already then obviously we are gonna see a match between you too for US title, now gentlemen will we see a good clean fight here or are you guys gonna pull out all the stops to win?”
KB: “Of course you will, it will be the MAIN EVENT of the show whether its scheduled to be or not. TGO is my homie and all, but I will indeed be taking back my United States title. Cause da truth and nothin less...ain't NOOOBOOODY seeing Da Kid!”
The two former tag champs smirk at each other then speak.
TGO: “I will work hard and when I get the oppertunity KB, I will be looking right at you as the referee counts the 1...2...3 for me to be the champion. No hard feelings though buddy.”
TYO shakes hands with both men before he speaks again.
Drake: “Well guys, thanks for your time tonight. So as I said, I too will look forward to facing YOU, Mister Baller for the US title on Warzone. Ok folks, that’s all for our first edition of the young zone. I hope you people enjoy, cause we will go back on the air next Nitro!”
X-WCW goes to a commercial break.
Ignavus Invitational Match
Ignavus vs Real American
We come back from the commercial break as we hear “Cocky” by Kid Rock. Real American makes his presence felt on the ringside area once he passes through the curtains and poses on the stage for the fans. The crowd gives him a loud ovation of boos as he stays there while THII does the introduction.
THII: “The following Ignavus Invitational match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, he hails from Ellis Island..REAL AMERICAN!!!”
RA walks down the ramp with a smirk on his face as the fans continue to boo him.
JR: “Welcome back to Nitro! Right now, it will be the Ignavus Invitational. Last Warzone, Real American somehow WON the right to face Ignavus tonight.”
RK: “Originally, Igz agreed to put the title on the line, but Chris Back didn’t allow it so it’s a non-title match. I’m glad Mr. Back had the right mind to NOT give RA the opportunity to get lucky again and grab the belt from our champ.”
RA enters the ring and poses for the fans, who continue to boo him. He stands behind the ropes and waits for his opponent as his entrance music fades out. All of a sudden “Clint Eastwood” by Gorillaz hits the speakers and Ignavus goes into the ringside area to the biggest face pop so far in the show.
THII: “And his oppnent, he hails from Simsbury CT. He is the X-WCW World Champion…IGNAVUS!!!”
Ignavus lazily makes his way down the rampway with the X-WCW World Title on his waist.
JR: “Here comes the champ, King. Its like he is back with his lazy ways as well so it seems huh?”
RK: “You tell me, I guess he got too tired going down the ramp to join us in commentary for the past two shows.”
Ignavus slides into the ring and climbs up to the nearby corner and poses. He jumps down from the corner and takes off his belt before he hands it to the referee. RA has a look on his face that he wants to beat Igz within an inch of his life, but Igz just shrugs at the sight of Real American.
JR: “These two have had a lot of history between themselves since their days in 2NLW.”
RK: “To be honest, JR, I aint sure about that. These two have crossed each other’s path before, but never in a wrestling match in my recollection of any fed aside from the X-WCW.”
The bell rings and both men go to the center of the ring. Ignavus and RA lock up, but RA quickly lands a hard knee strike to the gut of the champ and shoves him down the mat. Igz rolls back up to see RA pose for the fans. The fans boo, while Igz just has a confused look on his face as he gets to his feet. Ignavus and RA lock up yet again and this time, Ignavus locks a side headlock on the challenger until RA shoves him into the ropes. Igz ducks a chop from RA and delivers a flying clothesline on RA to take him down.
JR: “Clothesline on Real American! RA gets back up and he gets hit by a dropkick from the champ and he’s down once more.”
RK: “That’s the best strategy here for Iganvus, just keep RA down, just like what the rest of the roster wants to do! HAHAHA!”
RA gets up from the dropkick and he gets hit by another dropkick before he staggers and stumbles out of the ring through the ropes. Ignavus bounces off the ropes and as RA gets to his feet outside, he notices Ignavus diving through the ropes. He gets out of the way just in time and Igz kisses the canvas.
JR: “That was a premature move there by Ignavus, King. He thought RA was hurt good enough for him to capitalize with that dive through the ropes.”
RK: “There is a reason why that’s a high risk move, JR. The risk IS high! The champ just paid the price there.”
RA stomps down on the fallen Ignavus on the outside for a while. He grabs him by the head and rolls him back into the ring. RA gets back into the ring after the referee counts to 4 and he waits for Igz to get to his feet. RA charges at the recovering Ignavus and he takes him down with a running knee lift on the side of his head. RA has a grin on his face as Ignavus slowly gets to his feet. RA grabs him by the head, but Ignavus delivers some punches to the gut of RA to make him let go. Once RA lets go, Ignavus grabs him by the head for a jawbreaker to take down the opponent.
JR: “Jawbreaker delivered by Ignavus, and Real American goes down to the mat.”
Ignavus slowly gets to his feet and waits for RA to get up. Real American gets to his feet and charges at Igz, only to get an arm drag. RA gets up again, but Ignavus meets him with an overhead armdrag. RA hits the mat again and Ignavus makes the crowd cheer for him as he taunts RA. Ignavus charges at RA, but Real American downs him with a hard clothesline. The crowd, who started to cheer for Ignavus earlier, is stunned in dead silence as RA’s laughter echoes throughout the building.
RK: “WOW! Is this the Real American who we know before, the guy who gets his ass kicked?”
JR: “I guess not, King. It seems like a new year really revitalized this former wrestling industry joke, and he has been on a roll..since he actually won over TGO.”
RK: “Winning over someone like TGO doesn’t count, JR. I think you KNOW that!”
Real American goes over to the fallen Ignavus and locks on a sleeper hold. It would take a minute for Ignavus to start moving around the mat and kick it. The crowd starts to rally at Ignavus with some “igz” chants as he slowly get to his feet while RA still has the sleeper hold intact. Ignavus starts to deliver some hard elbows along the gut of RA before he makes him let go. Ignavus tries to run away, but RA grabs him by the head and takes off his momentum with a hard slam back towards the mat.
JR: “Real American really doenst want the champ to gain momentum right now, King.”
RK: “That is so weird, JR. We are seeing a very different RA here.”
JR: “Since that time that Tony Bonito gave him that speech, I guess he really opened his eyes. That, or what I said earlier about it being a new year.”
Real American stomps down at Ignavus for a while before he makes his way towards the nearby corner. He reaches the top rope and does a salute before he launches himself off for a flying splash on Ignavus.
JR: “Here comes RA for a splash but…OH BAH GAWD! Ignavus got out of the way just in time and RA kisses the canvas!”
RK: “With a beer belly like that, I doubt he got hurt on that! Oh, on second thought, maybe he did.”
Ignavus slowly gets to his feet while RA is still down on the mat. Igz approaches RA and pulls him up to a vertical base before he delivers some hard knee strikes to his opponent’s face.
JR: “Ignavus using his knees here to damage that face of Real American.”
RK: “HAH! Like that will work, RA’s face is already disfigured, yet he is still trying to make it look worse? Good luck, champ!”
Ignavus backs RA into the corner and starts to kick him on the gut for a while. With Real American placed on the nearby corner, Ignavus takes a couple of steps backwards before he charges at him for a corner splash. Unfortunately for the champ, RA gets out of the way and he hits face first onto the turnbuckle.
RK: “The champ eats turnbuckle and look! Real American goes for a schoolboy pin here.”
JR: “Here is the cover, 1..2..NO! The champ kicks out!”
RK: “Ugh, thankfully, we wont see another fluke here.”
Igz kicks out and RA looks a bit frustrated. He waits for Igz to get up before he delivers a hard clothesline yet again at the champ. With the champ down on the mat, RA mounts over him and start to pour on some hard right hands on his face. The referee breaks it up since a closed fist seems to be illegal in this contest, WHAT?! RA gets off Ignavus and grabs him by the hair to pull him up and berate the champ.
JR: “Such anger, such…a weird change here for Real American.”
RK: “It’s the twilight zone, JR. RA FINALLY has talent.”
He grabs the champ and sets him up for the suplex, but Ignavus blocks the attempt. RA punches him to the gut before he finally gets his advantage to pull him for a vertical suplex. However, Ignavus lands behind RA and grabs him by the waist. Soon enough, RA gets sent down the mat via a back suplex. With RA down, Ignavus leans on the nearby ropes to rest for a while.
JR: “The champ has taken down the challenger with a back suplex. This might be the point in the match where the tide has been turned!!!”
Ignavus gets back to the match and spots RA getting up to his feet. With RA up, Ignavus charges at him and takes him down with a dropkick. RA gets up after the dropkick, only to be sent down again by another dropkick. Ignavus slowly waits for RA to get up, before he grabs him and takes him down with a tornado DDT.
JR: “Ignavus with a tornado DDT and the fans are on their feet here!!!”
The fans are on their feet and start to chant “IGZ” yet again. Ignavus, feeding off the crowd frenzy by letting out a yawn, waits for RA to get up. Once he sees RA getting up, he charges at him and smacks him hard on the back of his head with a shinning wizard kick.
JR: “Shinning wizard kick by Ignavus! This might be over, folks! Here is the pin 1…2..and..NO! OH BAH GAWD!”
RK: “W-WHAT IN THE?!”
JR: “As incredible as it is, RA kicked out!”
Ignavus gets up and scratches his head over the events that just transpired. He tries to grab RA, bur RA rolls him up for a quick pin Kick out at 2 and both men get up to their feet. RA goes for a clothesline yet again, but Ignavus ducks under it and takes RA down with a spinning heel kick. Ignavus bounces off the ropes and does a little taunt before he hits a spinning elbow drop right across the neck of Real American.
RK: “That’s one innovative way to do an elbow drop, JR. Better than the people’s elbow where Rock just does a slow down pose and all. This one actually has energy, which is kinda ironic since Igz is mostly a lazy bum.”
RA holds his throat in pain while Ignavus slowly gets to his feet. He approaches the fallen RA and slowly picks him up to a vertical base. He hooks up Real American for his finisher, but RA blocks it and delivers a quick snap suplex to take down the champ.
JR: “Ignavus went for his finisher there, but RA somehow reversed it.”
Ignavus slowly gets to his feet, but RA quickly takes him down with a running big boot to the face. Ignavus gets sent down to the mat hard yet again and RA raises his fist in the air, to the disapproval of the fans. Real American grabs Ignavus and he sets him up for the crucifix powerbomb.
JR: “Here is the powerbomb attempt, King. He lifts him up on his shoulders but..IGNAUVS CONVERTS IT INTO A HURRACANRANA AND HE HOOKS THE LEG! 1…2….3! THE CHAMP WINS!”
The bell rings and the referee raises Ignavus’ arm in victory.
THII: “The winner as a result of a pinfall, IGNAVUS!!!”
“Clint Eastwood” hits the speakers and Ignavus receives his X-WCW UW belt from the referee to pose with it for the fans. While Ignavus is celebrating, RA is on his knees, not looking so pleased at the outcome. RA slowly gets up and watches Ignavus celebrating in the ring. After Igz notices his opponent is up, he approaches him and the music slowly fades out.
JR: “The champ is face to face yet again with RA.”
RK: “I wonder whats gonna happen now.”
Ignavus pats RA on the shoulder and extends his hand to him for a handshake. The fans slowly cheer at this gesture while RA just looks at Ignavus’ hand. Slowly, RA tilts his head up and smiles as he extends his hand as well. However, instead of grabbing Igz’s hand, he reaches up to the champ’s face and gives him a hard slap on the face. The fans start to boo RA yet again as the challenger leaves the ringside area looking a bit irritated.
JR: “Real American sure is a sore loser tonight.”
RK: “Hey, JR, he feels like he should be looking out for number one. Tonight, I guess he didn’t accomplish that by losing his match.”
X-WCW goes to a commercial break while we see Ignavus still in the ring, a bit confused on what RA just did.
Backstage
We go back to Nitro as we see Cole Ryan with Mark Malin.
CR: “Welcome back to Nitro, and right now we got one of the newcomers here in the X-WCW, Mark Malin.”
Malin poses for the camera and has a grin on his face before CR interviews him.
CR: “Last time we saw you, you and a fellow newcomer by the name of Joe Goldstone had a brawl in the ring. Do you have any dislike for the other newcomer here Mr. Malin?”
Malin: “Brother, Joey-boy just needs to relax a little, aside from that he needs to be put into his place. Just like 80% of the locker room, he cant just go out to the ringside area and demand matches left and right, believe me when I say that Real American and his friends are doing too much of that already.”
Just before Cole could ask another question, Malin turns around as he felt someone from behind. He just looks at the off-camera person, until the camera pans to reveal that its Real American.
RA: “Oh, is that so? You think that RA has done enough of being a pest in demanding matches isn’t he? Well unlike an ass kissing, brown nosing, glass ceiling licking asshole like you…that’s the ONLY way RA gets his point across to the millions….”
RA pauses, in an attempt to let the crowd add on. However, we only hear a bunch of crickets before RA continues it.
RA: “AND MILLIONS of RA’s fellow patriots to spread the nationalism of this country. Mr. Malin, you claim to be the real American hero here? HA! RA doesn’t buy into your propaganda of make believe for there is ONLY one REAL American Hero..and my friend, your LOOKING at him.”
Malin just shrugs before he takes a step back and gets CR’s mic.
Malin: “Now, I aint gonna say that I am a better patriot than you are..but I can say that if I was in that ring earlier with Igz, I would have ATLEAST given him a better challenge. RA, wrestlers like you just shame the industry of pro-wrestling, and that’s a fact.”
RA fumes up before he slowly pulls up his mic.
RA: “So…you think that Real American is a shame to professional wrestling? You DARE mock RA for losing to Ignavus who just got lucky against me?......”
Malin has a grin on his face and speaks again.
Malin: “You damn ri..”
RA delivers a hard slap on Malin’s face and the newcomer staggers back before he tries to fight back. However, before Malin could retaliate at RA, we see Joe Goldstone charging down from the other side to tackle Malin down on the floor. Both Malin and Goldstone brawl while RA and CR watch them go at it. Soon enough, the security personel rush in to break-up the situation.
#1 Contendership to the X-WCW World Championship
Grandmaster E vs Otacon
Back at ringside, THII stands in the middle of the ring for the next match.
THII: “The following match will determine the #1 contendership for the X-WCW World Championship!”
“Superstar” hits the speakers and Otacon makes his way to the ringside area.
THII: “Introducing first, from Manchester England, he is the con man…OTACON!!!”
As Otacon makes his way down, the fans boo loudly at him.
JR: “Were back here at ringside folks for the no. 1 contendership for Ignavus’ world title.”
RK: “Tonight, its round 3 of Otacon vs Grandmaster E.”
JR: “Well King, during the last two contests, these two men scored a pinfall on each other. As of tonight, their series is tied in 1-1, so the winner tonight will face Igz on the X Rumble.”
RK: “I know Grandmaster E is one great wrestler, JR, but my money is on Otacon tonight. You see, GME has used his spare time in training and in wrestling outside the X-WCW. When you look at Otacon, he just trained himself in his personal gym and no further wrestling matches. Tonight, Otacon is the fresher man in this contest, so I hope GME could prove me wrong and show us that he has one helluva stamina in his system.”
Otacon slides into the ring and he reaches up to the nearby corner. Once there, he poses for the fans who continue to boo the man from Manchester until he descends from the corner. Otacon leans on the turnbuckles as he waits for his opponent. Soon enough the lights dim and the white lights start to strobe as “king of my castle” plays throughout the speakers.
THII: “And his opponent, from Australia, he is GRANDMASTER E!!!”
Finally, the lights appear and GME appears inside the ring while the fans cheer loudly. Otacon just leans on the turnbuckle with a smirk on his face as GME takes off his hood and cloak.
JR: “Here’s Grandmaster E, another former X-WCW World Champion.”
RK: “Up until now, JR, I just don’t get why he uses this song rather than the rock songs most people use. He claims cause he aint no emo poof..but…does it mean he digs chicks who look like horses? Including the one who sang his song?”
JR: “Differences of opinion, King, that’s all I can explain for that. Besides, I recall a certain superstar who once used “backstreet’s back” as their entrance music during the late 90s.”
RK: “Hey, I was just a MANAGER for that team ok?”
Finally, the bell rings and both men go to the center of the ring. Both men lock up and GME quickly has a side headlock applied to Otacon inside the ring. Slowly, Otacon powers his way out of the lock with some well placed elbow charges to the gut of GME for him to let go. Once he is let go, Otacon bounces off the ropes and ducks a clothesline from GME. He bounces off the other side and he delivers a shoulderblock to take down his opponent. Otacon shoots himself into the ropes again, but on his way back he is taken down by a shoulderblock by GME as well. Before GME could bounce off the ropes, Otacon trips him on the mat.
RK: “Haha! That’s a very clever move there by the con man, trip the guy before he leaves your grasps.”
JR: “Both men get to their feet and Otacon delivers a cheap shot on GME with that face rake. GME is stunned right now as Otacon grabs him and takes him down the mat with a bodyslam.”
With GME down, Otacon delivers a couple of elbow drops to the sternum area of his opponent. Otacon picks up GME and backs him into the corner following a European Uppercut to his opponent. Otacon starts to deliver some hard punches to GME on the corner that is until GME grabs him with both hands and throws him into the corner to turn the tides. With Otacon on the corner this time, GME delivers some fast chops to the chest before he backs up and goes for a charge at the con man. However, Otacon gets out of the way and GME stops his own tracks before he rams right into the corner.
JR: “A close call there for GME, but he put the breaks right there. He turns around and Otacon lands a DDT on his opponent.”
RK: “He avoids a mistake there, but Otacon took advantage of GME’s situation as he turned around. It only takes a second for someone to take you off a match when your head is out of the game, it doesn’t matter who you are JR.”
With GME down, Otacon hooks the leg for the pin, but GME gets his leg on the ropes to break the incoming pin. Otacon gets to his feet and waits for GME to get up. He sees GME up and he runs towards him, but GME takes him down with a quick armdrag and locks on an arm wrench while Otacon is on the mat.
RK: “Grandmaster E, wow, that was a quick submission trap right there he is applying on Otacon.”
JR: “GME with that armwrench on the grounded Otacon, but Otacon crawls his way towards the nearby ropes and he grabs it.”
With Otacon on the ropes, the referee lets GME release the hold on his opponent. Otacon slowly gets to his feet while GME waits for him from behind. With Otacon up, Grandmaster E grabs him and delivers a backsuplex. Otacon is down and GME goes over him to pick him up. He has Otacon within his grasps and he lines him up for a vertical suplex. He has Otacon up, but Otacon wriggles himself free and lands behind him. Otacon has GME in a sleeper hold position before he slams him down the mat.
RK: “Otacon using that sleeper drop on GME, that’s one effective way of taking down your opponent.”
JR: “Otacon is now up, while GME slowly recovers form that DDT variation there by Otacon.”
GME gathers himself up to a vertical base and Otacon is there to attack him from behind. Otacon delivers a couple of clubs to the back of GME before he pulls him up and sends him into the ropes. Otacon ducks down for a back body drop, but as GME makes his way to Otacon, GME delivers a kneelift right to the face of Otacon. Otacon staggers back and stumbles through the ropes before he falls to the outside.
JR: “What a hard knee lift to the face of Otacon and the conman is now on the outside of the ring.”
RK: “That was REALLY a hard knee to the face of the con man. Look at him outside, JR, he looked like he drank way too much!”
GME slides out of the ring and picks up Otacon. He has him on his shoulders and he rams him face-first into the ring post. Otacon falls down yet again and GME grabs him by the hair before he rolls him back into the ring. GME slides back into the ring as the referee counted ‘7’. Otacon uses the corner to pull himself up and he faces the crowd while GME approaches him. GME tries to hold him, but Otacon greets him with a hard elbow smash right between the eyes.
JR: “WHAT A DIGSGUSTING TACTIC THERE!”
RK: “Judging from the blow, that was good enough to burst a blood vessel on the forehead of GME.”
GME turns around and holds his face after Otacon’s attack on him. While GME is busy, Otacon goes to the second turnbuckle and launches himself from it before he takes down GME with a flying bulldog.
JR: “Flying bulldog on GME!!! Otacon pins his opponent 1..2..and we get a kickout from Grandmaster E.”
RK: “Close call there, JR.”
Otacon gets up and the camera zooms in as we notice GME already busted open between his eyebrows. Otacon mounts on top of GME and he delivers some hard punches to the face until the referee breaks it up. Otacon gets up and taunts GME as his opponent slowly gathers himself up. With GME already on his feet, Otacon runs towards him and goes for a running forearm smash, but GME ducks. GME lands a boot to the mid-section of Otacon before he takes him down with a snap suplex.
JR: “GME takes down Otacon with a snap suplex right there and he is already busted open.”
RK: “That elbow to his face really opened him up good, JR. With this early blood loss, he is bound to be a bit hard to picture as the winner here.”
Otacon gets to his feet and GME is there to greet him with a hard chop to the chest. The fans shout ‘woo’ from the first chop and another one after GME takes Otacon down with the second chop. Otacon gets up and GME delivers a hard punch to the gut before he tries to deliver a gutwrench powerbomb. However, Otacon blocks it and grabs GME’s arm before he takes him down with a single arm DDT. GME holds the arm on the mat while Otacon gets up and kicks the arm of GME a couple of times.
JR: “GME got that arm of his hurt by the DDT from Otacon and now it seems like the con man would set his sights on that area.”
RK: “He is picking him apart, JR, something that we would see GME do usually. What a reversal of roles here right now.”
Otacon picks up GME and locks his arm before he winds it up. Once he has the arm lock on GME, he uses his other arm to deliver a chop across GME’s chest. He delivers another one before he reels him in for a clothesline. GME gets up, and Otacon takes him down yet again with an armdrag takedown. Otacon waits for GME to get to his feet before he charges at him for a flying crossbody. However, GME catches him and takes him down with a fallaway slam. Both men go down to the mat as GME holds the arm that Otacon worked on earlier.
RK: “That was an amazing feat done by GME. He used both arms to take down Otacon, even though one of them really hurts right now. Usually, it would balk up and he would not do it, but not in this case.”
JR: “Both men slowly getting up now, King. Who will get the momentum here?”
Both Otacon and GME get to a vertical base and Otacon tries to punch GME, only for GME to block it and deliver a hard right hand to the face of the conman. GME connects with another one before he backs Otacon into the ropes and whips him to the other side. On Otacon’s way back, GME takes him down with a flapjack faceslam. Otacon gets to his feet and GME meets him with a hard knee to the gut and a quick powerslam pin.
JR: “here is the pin 1..2..NO! Otacon gets his shoulder up.”
RK: “Otacon is too good to be took down by a mere powerslam, JR. That, and I doubt GME is Bobby Lashley right here.”
JR: “Hey watch it King. You may never know what happens if you put anything WWE/TNA related in the same sentence with GME.”
RK: “Aside from his usual tirade against them? What?”
JFA: “I have no clue..”
JHA: “Why do you even HAVE a clue J?”
RK: “WH..WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOIN HERE?!”
JR: “I told you so…things happen…WEIRD things…”
GME picks up Otacon, but Otacon grabs GME by the head and delivers a jawbreaker. GME, with a few more blood trailing down his forehead, staggers into the ropes while Otacon charges at him. But once he gets there, GME meets him and sends him over the ropes to land on the outside of the ring.
JR: “OH MY GOODNESS! OTACON JUST CRASHED HARD!!!”
RK: “No kidding, it looked like he got down there like..SPLAT! Face first onto that pavement.”
Back inside the ring, GME is on his knees as he grabs his arm. Outside, we see Otacon slowly crawling around before he turns over to show that he too is now busted open.
RK: “That, JR, is one nasty gash over the head of Otacon.”
JR: “There is no doubt about that, and he is getting counted out right now. Unless he or GME stop the count, he would lose this match.”
GME rolls to the outside of the ring and picks up Otacon. He grabs him by the head and slams him face first onto the apron a couple of times. He tries to whip Otacon towards the steel steps, but Otacon reverses the whip before he collapses onto the ground. GME crashes down to the steps and both men are down.
RK: “Both men are down on the outside, JR, this doesn’t bode so well for both of them.”
Slowly, Otacon gets to his feet by pulling himself from the apron. He slides back into the ring, but rolls to the outside of the ring yet again. He approaches the recovering GME and grabs him by the arm. With the arm in hand, he slams it onto the nearby ring post before he rolls him back into the ring. Otacon slowly goes into the apron and soon enough, he gets to the top rope. He waits for GME to get up before he launches himself there for a flying crossbody. GME is up on a vertical base and he catches Otacon yet again. GME lifts Otacon onto his shoulders before he slams him down with a powerslam.
JR: “BAH GAWD! WHAT A FORCEFULL POWERSLAM DELIVERED BY GME!!!”
With Otacon on the mat, GME pins him for the count.
JR: “Here is the cover..1..2..and Otacon kicks out!”
RK: “Another close one there for Otacon, JR. He really has luck on his side tonight.”
GME slowly pulls Otacon to his feet before he signals that this will be over. With both men already having a crimson mask on their faces, GME sets Otacon up for the Big Blast Powerbomb.
JR: “Otacon is line up for GME’s finisher here and he lifts him up for the move..but Otacon wriggles out of it and lands behind GME.”
GME slowly turns around before he gets kicked hard on the mid-section by Otacon. Soon enough, Otacon goes for the Final Impact, but GME shoves him out of the way. Otacon bounces off the ropes and GME catches him with a hard spinning spinebuster slam. Otacon is laid out on the mat, while GME falls down the mat due to exhaustion. With both men down, the referee starts to count them out. While both men are down, we hear a mixed chant of “Lets go eamon” or “Conman” chants throughout the crowd.
RK: “What a match! Both men are giving it their all here, JR.”
Both men are not moving while the referee continues to count them out inside the ring. By the count of 8, both men start to move around before they slowly get up. GME approaches the equally bloodied Otacon before he lands a hard punch to him. Otacon fights back with a punch of his own, and soon enough its an exchange of hands in the middle of the ring. GME ducks down one of the punches and delivers a hard club to the back of Otacon. With Otacon a little bit stunned, GME tries to whip him into the ropes, but its reversed. GME bounces off the ropes and he ducks down a big boot attempt by Otacon. Otacon turns around while GME bounces off the ropes but..
JR: “SPEAR!!! SPEAR BY GME ON OTACON!”
RK: “OUCH! That might have just cracked a couple of ribs on Otacon, JR!”
Otacon goes down to the mat and GME slowly gets to his feet. GME makes his way slowly towards a corner and tries to climb up. However, Otacon follows him there and hits him with a hard axe handle on the back while he is on the top turnbuckle. Otacon clubs GME a couple of more times before he grabs him from the corner and sets him up for something. Otacon has GME and sends him down with a neckbreaker from the corner. Both men are down yet again. The fans chant “THIS IS AWESOME!” while both men slowly move around in the mat.
RK: “What a move! Both men are laid out yet again, JR!”
Otacon is the first man to get to his feet and he crawls over the fallen GME and places his arm over his prone body.
JR: “Here is the count, 1..2..th..WAIT! GME GETS A SHOULDER UP!”
The fans pop as GME gets his shoulder up. Otacon has a shocked look on his face before he gets to his feet. Otacon climbs up the turnbuckle and waits for Grandmaster E to get up. Once GME is on his feet, Otacon launches himself off the turnbuckle and goes for a flying rana. But, as he is on GME’s shoulders, GME grabs him and spins around before he delivers a sit down powerbomb. Otacon and GME go down the mat yet again as the fans cheer.
JR: “OH MY GAAAAAWWWDDD!!!”
RK: “Another high impact move..and another time for both men to go down the mat.”
The referee starts to count them down the mat as the fans just wait for them to get up. However, mid through the count, both men do not seem to be moving at all.
RK: “Damn, I guess both of them just passed out.”
The referee reaches to the count of ten and rings the bell. THII grabs the mic and announces the outcome.
THII: “Since both competitors did not make it to the count of ten..this match is declared a double KO..which means..we have a draw!”
The fans boo at the decision while we finally see both men slowly moving on the mat, but none of them actually can get up.
JR: “It seems like this match has taken a lot out of both Grandmaster E and Otacon.”
RK: “It seems so, JR. Both men are already bloodied up in this match, yet they still persisted until neither of them could answer the count.”
JR: “We will be back shortly after this commercial break.”
X-WCW goes to a commercial break as a bunch of referees enter ringside to escort both GME and Otacon out of the ringside area.
X-WCW Xtreme Championship
Ladder Match
Seith Hellcot vs Nightmare(c)
'Out of the Silent Planet' by Iron Maiden strikes up, and the crowd give a cautiously warm reception to a certain thin individual who strides down the ramp unhurriedly, leering in a most maniacal fashion.
JR: “It's Judge Death, Randal!”
RK: “I've got eyes...and what the hell does he want? We weren't supposed to be cursed by his presence any more tonight.”
Death heads all the way around the ring and, without invitation, draws up a chair at the commentary table, then struggles to affix a headset over his helmet.
JR: “Ah...well, it's nice to have you with us, Judge!”
RK: “Speak for yourself.”
JD: *static whine*
JR: “You've got it too close to your mouth, Judge.”
JD: “Ah...mmm...D-Exxtreme and Ignoramuss went at it lasst night in thhe backroom off a ssleazzy pub.”
There is silence for a moment as this sinks in.
RK: “...What?”
JD: “I am tessting, you ffool. Jusst making it up. Iss thhat a crime?”
RK: “Well, it-”
JD: “No, no it iss not. I know thhiss ffor I am thhe only ccertiffied offficcer off law in thhiss entire company!”
JR: “Uh, not that we're not thrilled to have you join us, Judge, but is there a reason for your presence here?”
Black Lotus' 'The Crows' begins to blare out across the arena as the lights dim. They slowly return to their original brightness, to reveal a large, imposing figure stood atop the stage, framed in red light. The lights dim again...and as they rise, we see this big guy's now at the bottom of the ramp, despite not evidently moving between each point.
TH2: “The following contest is a ladder match, and is for the X-WCW Xtreme Championship! Making his way to the ring now...from Pensacola, Florida, weighing in at 198 pounds...your one-way ticket to Hell, Seith Helloct!”
JD: “Iss thhat ssuffficcient ansswer to your moronic quesstion, Jimmy?”
JR: “Yes, I suppose it - whaddaya mean, 'Jimmy'?!”
JD: “Thhat iss your name now.”
RK: “I like it...Jimmy.”
JR: “I'm gonna hate this. In fact, I already do.”
JD: “Ooh, who iss misster glasss-iss-halff-empty today, eh?”
With another flickering of the light, Seith appears in the ring. He does not raise his arms, shout, or play to the crowd in any noticable way. He does, however, throw a stony-faced glance at Judge Death, who daintily waves a lace handkerchief back in response.
JR: “Seriously, Judge, what's the gripe between you and Seith?”
JD: “Honesstly? I havve not thhe ffaintesst idea.”
JR: “...Please be kidding.”
JD: “Nope. It iss more a game thhan a quarrel. He interruptss my matchess, I interrupt hiss - ssuch iss how we communicate our deep ffeelingss off dessire ffor one anothher.”
RK: “Wait, you've got a crush on him?”
JD: “Well, he iss rathher dashhing, would you not agree?”
RK: “And this feeling's mutual, is it? Because he seems to be doing a good job of looking like he hates you.”
JD: “Bah! He can ssay what he wantss, and punch me howevver hard he likess - but hiss hipss do not lie!”
RK:” ...Words fail me.”
The PA system switches into a different gear with 'Go To Sleep' by DMX, Eminem & Obie Trice, marking the appearance of a very intense-looking (and short, can't forget short) man, t-shirt stained by sweat and water dripping from his lanky hair, being followed down the ramp by a masked Asian girl who determinedly avoids the spotlight as best she can.
TH2: “And the opponent, accompanied to the ring by 'The Black Death' Rayne Bloodstone...from your living nightmare, weighing in at 145 pounds...the current X-WCW Xtreme Champion...Nightmare!”
RK: “I love how his entrance says he comes from himself...whatever that means.”
JD: “I lovve thhe look off hiss new ladyffriend. Yesss...”
JR: “Don't you...swing the other way?”
JD: “Deathh choossess to keep hiss optionss open.”
JR: “And more specifically, isn't she the one you said stole your name?”
JD: “Ah...good point. I will desstroy her!”
Rayne, showing commendable restraint, chooses to ignore Death's mad ranting and shakey-fist gestures, leaning against the apron as Nightmare slides into the ring. He holds the Xtreme belt aloft, getting a solid rise from the crowd, before handing it over to the ref, who passes it to the timekeeper...who passes it to Terri V2...who passes it to Randal King.
RK: “Why am I stuck with it?”
JR: “You're closer to Terri than I am...unsurprisingly...”
JD: “You could let me hold it.”
RK: “You'll just steal it and run away!”
JD: “You dare to thhink I would break thhe law? I AM THHE LAW! And I do not break mysselff vvery offten.”
RK: “You're still not getting it.”
JD: “Nutss.”
The bell rings, as Seith and Nightmare begin to slowly circle one another, unblinking and intense. The crowd is hushed, waiting to see who'll make the first move. This cannot be said for everyone, however, as Randal lets out a loud snore.
RK: “Booooo-ring!”
JD: “My thhoughtss exxactly.”
Seith seems to hear this, and looks over his shoulder at Death again - which proves to be a mistake, as Nightmare quickly dashes forward and staggers Helloct with a rounchouse kick! Before Seith can regain his bearings, Nightmare brings him down with a Russian Leg Sweep, followed by a standing leg drop. Seith crawls away into one of the corners, but Nightmare follows him and uses a front dropkick to drive Seith's face into the turnbuckle pole.
JD: “NO! My poor baby!”
JR: “Calm down, man...thing?”
RK: “And was it really his face that you liked so much?”
JD: “Mmm...no, ssupposse not.”
Nightmare rains punches down on Helloct, still in the corner, before retreating to a safe distance and taking a run-up - but Seith springs out of the corner and catches him with a horrific clothesline! Seith shakes out some cobwebs, before tugging Nightmare to his feet and planting him solidly with a Pendulum Backbreaker. Helloct then rolls out of the ring, and starts to look around under the apron...
JR: “Apparently, Seith hasn't realised that the ladders are already propped up at intervals around the ring-”
JD: “Or, maybe he doess not givve a tosss about ladderss.”
JR: “What d'you - uh-oh.”
Seith was, indeed, not looking for ladders. What he has found is a trashcan, a large 'STOP' roadsign, a toilet brush - not sure why it was there - and a large, coiled bundle of barbed wire. Seith tosses the can and the sign into the ring, but then gets distracted, and waves the barbed wire menacingly at Judge Death, who looks unperturbed.
RK: “You realise that's a threat right there, right?”
JD: “Look in hiss eyess...you can tell he doess not really mean it.”
JR: “Well, I wouldn't be so sure - JESUS WEPT!”
With Seith not paying attention, Nightmare hops onto the apron and PULLS AN ASAI MOONSAULT RIGHT ONTO HELLOCT'S GREASY-HAIRED HEAD! Both men go down as the crowd laps it up! Raven discreetly steps around to check on Nightmare, who waves her away, groggy but far from out.
JD: “Thhat wass moderately impresssivve, I musst ssay.”
RK: “Does anything impress you enough to make you sound enthusiastic?”
JD: “Thhe ssizze off Ssseithh'ss – “
JR: *pointed coughs*
JD: “...Gessundheit.”
Nightmare rolls back into the ring and barks something at Rayne, who nods solemnly before retrieving one of the ladders positioned around the ring, folding it up and sliding it in under the bottom rope. Nightmare quickly pulls it up and splits the props, before beginning to climb in that agonisingly slow way that wrestlers do. The Xtreme belt hangs high above, its gilded sheen taunting Nightmare.
JR: “Here's the first attempt to take the - wait, weren't you holding the belt, Randal?”
RK: “Yeah, I was - huh?”
Randal looks down at his lap, and jumps in surprise, finding the belt to be there no longer.
RK: “When the hell'd that happen?!”
JD: “I ssmell thhe sstenchh off a plot hole...”
Nightmare pulls himself up another step...and another...good god, this is taking ages. What is it with pro wrestlers? Some can bench-press a medium-sized truck, some can run a thousand miles without breaking a sweat or stopping because they hit the ocean, but none of them can handle a frickin' stepladder properly. They'd make the world's worst firemen, that's for sure - oh, and look, Seith's back up. And he's got that roadsign, and BAM! Off the ladder falls Nightmare, following an unhealthy convergence of metal and spine.
JD: “I could ffeel thhe impact ffrom here!”
JR: “HEY! Shameless hyping is my job!”
JD: “Sssorry, jusst alwayss wanted to ssay thhat.”
Seith drops the sign on the mat, and picks up Nightmare, then hooks up for the Evenflow DDT - but Nightmare counters with a double-leg takedown, leaving Helloct to crack his back across the branded metal! Seith instantly jerks back up, only to be laid out once more by a kick to the jaw. Nightmare flattens out the ladder and rests it against the top rope, like a ramp, before dragging Seith up and laying him across it. Nightmare delivers a few quick forehand chops to Helloct's chest, then makes for the opposite ropes, bounces, and leaps into the air on the return - and RUNS RIGHT INTO SEITH'S KINKY BOOTS! Well, just one of them, actually, but that phrase works better with a plural. Nightmare rolls backward across the mat, holding his gut, as Seith slips off the ladder. He seems to think about something for a moment, no doubt involving crows and big flappy jackets, before grasping the bottom ends of the ladder and lifting them high above his head, back to the ropes...
JR: “I don't like where this is going...”
RK: “I kinda like where I think this is going!”
JD: “I am not entirely ccertain where I lefft my nail-ffile.”
...then, Seith swings forward, BRINGING THE LADDER OVERHEAD AND MAKING THE TOP DRIVE INTO NIGHTMARE'S MIDSECTION! Nightmare cries out and spasms, Rayne looks away with a wince, and a few thousand closet sadists in the crowd go 'YAY!' a lot.
JR: “OH MY GIDDY AUNT!”
JD: “Heh.”
JR: “Nightmare's stomach was just CRUSHED by that LADDER!”
RK: “And James is making a POINT by using CAPITALS!”
JD: “Breaking kayffabe iss a crime...”
RK: “Agh! No! I didn't mean any harm!”
Seith takes a breather for a moment, before returning the ladder to its standing position once more, this time making certain that the dazed Nightmare is trapped beneath one of the struts, and begins to climb. Slowly, of course. Rayne pounds the apron, but Nightmare's too busy counting the stars around his head.
JR: “Seith could win this thing right here!”
JD: “Go, my pretty!”
RK: “Well, if anything's gonna put him off, that'll do it...”
Luckily for him, Seith didn't hear any of that, and inches his way closer and closer...to the point where his fingertips are quite clearly enough to make the belt sway on its little hook. Down on the mat, Nightmare's eyes are open, and he's understandably panicking, flailing impotently, incapable of squirming free...
JR: “Just a few more inches for Seith!”
JD: “He hass plenty off inchess already. Trusst me on thhat.”
JR: “At times like this, I wish X-WCW was a family show...”
Seith's almost got it - but the ladder is wobbling like D-Ex after 11pm on a Saturday night! The reason is clear; Nightmare's got his hands pressed against the strut keeping him in place, and is rocking it back and forth, unbalancing the ladder! Seith sways away from the belt to one side...then the other...
RK: “Tim-berrrrr!”
And the ladder starts to tumble - but Seith leaps off, desperately clawing for the belt!
JD: “Nicce try...”
Unfortunately, he misses, and plummets down to the canvas...getting his neck caught across the top rope en route. Seith twitches on the mat, choking, as Nightmare returns to his feet...and looks quite surprised as Rayne shoves another ladder into the ring.
JR: “They have one in there already...”
RK: “Look! Look at the top!”
JR: “Good lord...”
JD: “I take back my earlier thhreatss, ffor I am now offficcially in lovve. Again.”
This new ladder has that barbed wire that Seith found wrapped around its topmost steps. Nightmare smirks as he lifts it - by the non-pointy bits, obviously - and lines up with Helloct, still gagging as he pulls himself up by the ropes...and that's only gonna get worse as Nightmare THRUSTS THE BARBED END OF THE LADDER INTO HIS GUT!
JR: “The humanity!”
JD: “Ooh yeah! Hit him withh your rhythhm sstick!”
JR: “...We're never letting you do this again.”
JD: “All thhe more reasson to enjoy it while I can.”
Seith collapses, face screwed up in pain. Nightmare drops the ladder and shoves Seith into a corner, before choking him out with a boot to the neck. Once satisfied that Seith's got other things to do than move away, Nightmare picks up the ladder once more and swings it in a wide arc - but Helloct falls out of the corner, and the ladder meets nothing but a big metal post! The shock of the impact makes Nightmare drop the ladder and reel backwards, shaking his fingers - then exclaiming in shock as Seith picks up the barbed ladder and RUNS AT HIM WITH LADDER RAISED! And THE BARBED END CATCHES NIGHTMARE ON THE FOREHEAD!
JR: “Nightmare's gotta be busted open after that devastating shot!”
JD: “Hit me sslow or hit me quick!”
JR: “Stop singing!”
JD: “Nevver!”
With the crowd roaring their approval, Seith ponders his options, then exchanges the ladder for the trashcan he tossed into the ring earlier. He staggers over to Nightmare, who isn't quite bleeding yet due to a lab accident when he was a child that fused his DNA with that of a rhinoceros (note: may not be true), and shoves the can on over his head, like a very large and unstylish hat. He then pulls the original ladder - the one lacking barbed wire - over and opens it up, before dragging Nightmare's canned head between the two halves, sandwiching him.
JR: “This could be – “
RK: “So very, very funny.”
JR: “...And a horrible, demoralising experience.”
RK: “Well, yeah, that too.”
Not content with this already-elaborate setup, Seith picks up the other ladder...and starts climbing the turnbuckle with it.
JD: “Oh, I do sso like it when he goess all 'exxtreme'... *drools*”
JR: :Any kind of actually useful, non-perverse talking from you would be much appreciated - and stop messing up our table!”
Seith stands upon the top rope and raises the ladder before him, with its top pointing straight down. The crowd builds in anticipation, and Rayne hops up the steps to grab ahold of him, but Helloct just kicks her hands away - and takes flight!
JR: “BAH...FLIPPIN'...GAWD!”
Seith soars gracefully...and drops down, DRIVING THE POINT OF THE LADDER INTO THE TOP HALF OF THE OTHER LADDER WHICH CRUSHES NIGHTMARE'S TRASHCAN-COATED BRAINCASE! Unfortunately for Seith, he misjudged his landing, and the recoil from the impact drove the wired ladder into his jaw, knocking his head back sharply. Seith collapses, almost in slow-motion, as Nightmare's legs twitch. There is an awed silence for a moment, before everyone breaks into applause.
JD: *wolf whistles*
RK: “Bravo!”
JR: “How can you be joyous over such wanton carnage?!”
RK: “It's...funny?”
JR: *groans*
Nobody moves for a count of six, until Nightmare rolls out of his can. He's now bleeding quite severely from a gash on his forehead. Seeing his opponent move drives Seith into action, and he staggers over to the wired ladder, before setting it up in the centre of the ring, and slowly starting to scale the rungs...
RK: “Do you reckon he's noticed that's the ladder with the barbed wire on?”
As Seith reaches the top, he winces and looks at a pinprick upon one finger, then sighs when he sees the wire entangling the upper steps.
RK: “Clearly not.”
JD: “Bah! It will take more thhan mere jaggy metal thhingss to sslow down my lovvechild!”
JR: “You - wait, you're saying you're Seith's father?!”
JD: “I am evveryone'ss ffathher.”
JR: “...I won't ask.”
JD: “Good idea, Jimmy.”
As Seith struggles to navigate through the pointed strands, he doesn't see that Nightmare, displaying incredible resilience, has come around, and is now propping up the unwired ladder beside Seith's. In fact, Helloct only seems to notice once Nightmare has begun to climb it but, seeing how slowly Nightmare moves and how far he has to go, Seith decides to ignore him in favour of the prize. Which means he also doesn't see Rayne toss something to Nightmare, which he catches deftly...
JR: “Did anyone see what that was?”
RK: “Her bra?”
JD: “Really? I shhall ffacce thhiss Nightmare ffor it!”
JR: “He's joking, Death.”
JD: “Oh...how dare you conffusse me! Iff I wass not sso engrosssed in thhiss contesst, I would vvent my sspleen via nassty, nassty vviolencce all ovver your general being, Randal!”
Seith's on the top rung, and the belt's within his grasp...Nightmare's still out of arm's reach...Seith begins to untie the belt...and gets hit! By...something!
JR: “A last-ditch effort by Nightmare, with that...that...”
RK: “Oh, he's joking...”
Nightmare is holding that toilet brush I mentioned. Seith is, quite understandably, perplexed at being smacked in the face with bristles that have been down several u-bends. Nightmare spares Rayne a withering glare, to which she shrugs in a 'What-else-could-I-do?' sort of way, before Nightmare drops the brush, pulls himself up the last few rungs, and begins to wail on Seith with some sharp right hands! Seith tries to counter with his own, but Nightmare overpowers him, making Helloct wobble and almost fall off the ladder - and Nightmare hooks him into a vertical Suplex position...
JR: “He...he can't be thinking of Go To Sleep from THAT height?!”
That seems to be exactly what Nightmare's thinking - but Seith punches him in the ribs and breaks the hold - and GRABS NIGHTMARE BY THE THROAT!
JR: “Oh god, it gets worse!”
RK: “If by 'worse' you mean 'better', then sure.”
JD: “We cravve pain! Sssatissffy uss, Ssseithh!”
RK: “You say that to him at night, too, don't you?”
JD: “What we do in our ffree time iss not your conccern, inssect.”
Seith looks around at the cheering crowd and leers into Nightmare's red face - then looks down in surprise as Rayne rolls into the ring, holding a cylinder with an attached nozzle.
JR: “Watch out, she's got a fire extinguisher!”
RK: “I...don't think that's a fire extinguisher.”
JR: “Are you sure?”
Rayne raises the nozzle and presses down on the handle - and a FLICKERING STREAM OF BRIGHT YELLOW FLAME LICKS TOWARDS SEITH!
JR: “OH HELL NO!”
RK: “Yeah, so...I'm fairly certain that's not a fire extinguisher.”
JD: “Want...her...sso...much...”
Helloct yells something garbled and lets go of Nightmare to raise his arms before him in defense...and Nightmare kicks out at Seith's ladder...and THE LADDER STARTS TO TUMBLE!
JD: “Oh noess!”
JR: “Ah...Randal?”
RK: “What do - oh.”
JR: “Scramble?”
RK: “Yup!”
Randal and James dart out of their chairs and hop over the safety railings into the crowd, as Judge Death stares after them in confusion.
JD: “What got into thhem, all off a ssudden?”
Death then notices a shadow looming over him. He looks up...and finds the ladder - and Seith - toppling right towards him.
JD: “Ah.”
KA-SMASH! The commentary table falls apart beneath the ladder, and the impact sends Helloct tumbling into Death, who's knocked out of his chair, leaving the two in a dizzied heap on the floor! Back in the ring, Nightmare reaches up - and gets that belt down! The bell rings!
TH2: “Here is your winner, and STILL X-WCW Xtreme Champion - Nightmare!”
Nightmare falls off his ladder and lies still on the mat, Xtreme belt raised above him. Rayne smiles and draws a black rose from her bodice (how it fit in there I've no idea, but that's the magic of television for ya!) and tosses it over the ropes to the mess that is the announce table, Death and Seith. As Rayne and Nightmare leave the ring, James and Randal re-emerge from the crowd.
JR: “Maybe we should remember to tell our guests about the scramble rule from now on.”
RK: “Maybe we should...but only if we like them.”
JD: “Do not be troubled, Ssseithh, it iss all better now...”
Seith: “*mutters* Get offa me, you freak!”
Helloct extricates himself from the wreckage and storms away, holding his gut and limping slightly. Judge Death calls after him.
JD: “I only sseek to help you, buttercup! Oh, ffor thhe lovve off...ffreakin' gothhss.”
Death removes his headset and hurries after Seith, who's still in no mood to talk, as X-WCW backstage techies arrive to replace the broken commentating table.
***COMMERCIAL BREAK*****
The commercial shows a road along the Detroit highway. The footage fades to black as soon as it reaches ‘8 mile’ road. The footage comes back and shows Karl Baller walking down the streets of Detroit wearing a Pistons Jersey and black pants and boots. As he stops in the middle of the sidewalk, he looks up while the scene fades to black and a voice over booms.
Voice Over: “Detroit, one of the busiest cities in America….”
The scene goes to another part of the city to see someone leaning on a dark alley wall. The camera zooms in and sees its Seith Helloct with his usual trenchcoat.
VO: “This is the place where people work all day..and all night…”
The footage goes over to one of the clubs in Detroit and they show a long shot of someone on the DJ booth. The cameras zoom in to show Grandmaster E playing with the turntables.
VO: “A city made of metal and steel…”
We go to another place in Detroit where we see Ignavus wearing suspenders and a hardhat as he leans back on his chair which is just behind a wall. The camera zooms in to show Ignavus is sleeping on the job before we hear the voice over yet again.
VO: “This year…”
The scene shifts into a nearby hotel where a limo pulls over and a swarm of paparazzi take pictures as Brett Rayne and R.E. Rage come out of the limo with a couple of gorgeous looking women.
VO: “Detroit…”
The scene shifts to see Christopher Back walking into a business establishment.
VO: “Will get…”
We go to a gym where we see Tony Bonito doing some pushups before the scene fades to black. Suddenly, the footage shows the X-WCW stage as the pyros shoot all over the place.
VO: “EXTREME!!!”
The footage now showcases the following clips.
- Seith Helloct hitting a DDT
- Grandmaster E and Otacon taking each other down with clotheslines
- Karl Baller hitting a spinning wheel kick on R.E. Rage
- Tony Bonito locking an ankle lock
- Chris Back hitting the breakdown on an opponent.
- Ignavus posing with the X-WCW UW belt.
The screen then shows the X Rumble logo.
VO: “X-WCW Presents The X Rumble. Live from Auburn Hills in Detroit Michigan. Now available on pay per view.”
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TRD vs Tony Bonito
We go back to ringside and the cameras pans over to the newly renovated announce table of James Russell and Randal King.
JR: “Welcome back to the 20th anniversary show of X-WCW NITRO!”
RK: “For our main event, we will see Tony Bonito at his finest…and his opponent, aint even worthy to be in the main event, or even being in the SAME ring with Mr. Bonito. However, JR, WHO does, right? But its Bonito vs TRD for the main event, so I have no idea why Mr. Back would just give Tony a run for his money and face him instead.”
JR: “I have no idea, but that’s our main event tonight. As much as TRD is a good wrestler, I myself feel that he would be overmatched here by the shorter and more technical savvy wrestler that is Tony Bonito. But I do know this, King, somewhere in the backstage sits Christopher Back and he will watch this match closely.”
The camera goes to ringside as we see Terri Hotbody II in the middle of the ring with a mic.
THII: “The following 20 minute match is scheduled for ONE FALL!”
“Unleashed” by Saliva hits the speakers and The Real Deal makes his way to the ringside area as the fans give him a mixed reaction.
THII: “Introducing first, from Music City USA, he is nTo member..THE REAL DEAL!!!”
TRD makes his way down the rampway with a very serious expression plastered on his face.
JR: “TRD has been with the nTo for quite a while, King. It might be already 2 years since he debuted and was touted to be the next D-Extreme.”
RK: “The next D-Extreme?! JR, who would suffer such a cruel fate like that?! Well, I guess its TRD tonight cause Tony Bonito has high chances of snapping his ankle like he did to his former mentor.”
TRD enters the ring and waits for his opponent to come out to the ringside area.
JR: “Unlike most times, TRD doesn’t have that cocky grin on his face King. I bet its because it IS Tony Bonito who placed his mentor on the shelf. I am sure that the young TRD would like nothing more than get some retribution for his former mentor and friend. in this match.”
RK: “Revenge is a dish best served cold, JR. But TRD will have a hard time extracting revenge since his opponent wont be such an easy task to take down.”
“Fury of the storm” plays throughout the speakers as Tony Bonito enters the ringside area with his usual red, white and blue hooded jacket. He crouches down for a while before he points up the air and his usual pyrotechnics shoot up and explode on stage.
THII: “And his opponent, he hails from Boston Massachusetts, TONY BONITO!!!”
TB walks down the aisle as the fans boo TB very loudly for the ‘most heat’ award.
JR: “These fans just hate Tony Bonito, King.”
RK: “I dunno if its because he is one of the top bad guys here in the X-WCW, or maybe the fact that New Jersey aint fond of any Boston guys. But I haven’t heard any story about Tony Bonito being a Celtics fan.”
JR: “If its anything related to basketball, don’t ask me for that, King.”
TB enters the ring and takes off his hood while he heads up to the nearby corner. He climbs up and poses for the fans, who continue to boo him nonetheless. He jumps down the corner and takes off his jacket while TRD just stares at him from the opposite end with utter contempt.
RK: “Damn, TRD really has his sights set on Tony Bonito huh? I dunno if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.”
The bell rings and both men go to the center of the ring. TB and TRD go for a lockup, but TRD quickly hits a hard knee strike to the gut area of TB. He doesn’t let TB get any offense afterwards as he hits a huge club to the back of the head to send TB down on one knee. TRD bounces off the ropes for a running big boot and it misses TB as he ducked down. TB trips TRD on the mat and he gets up.
JR: “Tony Bonito shifts the early momentum of The Real Deal and trips him down on the mat.”
RK: “Sometimes, it pays NOT to be so passionate about a wrestling match. TRD exerted too much effort…damn..I’m sounding like Ignavus now.”
Bonito waits for TRD to get up before he grabs him from behind and locks in a sleeper hold. He uses his legs to wrap around the body area of TRD and both men go down the mat while TRD is locked on the sleeper hold. TRD struggles to get out of the move until he notices that they were near the ropes for him to grab it. The referee breaks the hold and both men get up. TRD runs towards TB and takes him down with a quick big boot.
RK: “OUCH! He plants his foot right on the face of Tony Bonito!”
JR: “TRD just gave Tony Bonito a taste of his cold and hard vengeance right there with that big boot to the face! Tony Bonito slowly gathers himself up as TRD just stands infront of him.”
TRD grabs the recovering Bonito by the head and delivers a couple of hard elbow smashes to the back of the head. He whips TB into the ropes but TB slides underneath him on his way back. TRD turns around only to get hit by a dropkick to the face. TRD staggers backwards and Tony Bonito charges at him for a clothesline to the outside. Unfortunately for TB, The Real Deal drops down and pulls down the top rope for him to topple to the outside instead.
RK: “DAMN! That was a rookie like mistake there by Tony Bonito! How could he do such a thing like that?!”
JR: “Bonito is only human, King. Maybe that’s why he made an error there.”
Tony Bonito is on the outside as TRD raises both arms in the air, to a little crowd pop. TB slowly stirs around on the outside, but that doesn’t take too long for him to be left alone by TRD. TRD sees him and runs towards the ropes for a springboard senton splash on the outside, but TB avoids it and TRD crashes down on the outside.
RK: “Well, I guess TB’s mistake wouldn’t be as bad as what TRD just did. DAMN! He might have broke his back with that move. The outside might be padded folks, but that is tougher surface than what they have inside the ring!”
The referee starts to reset the outside count as both men are outside of the ring. Tony Bonito grabs The Real Deal and he delivers some hard clubs to the back of his opponent. He whips him and sends him back-first on the apron of the ring. TB runs for a clothesline, but TRD catches him and takes him down with a spinebuster. TRD is on all fours while TB is slowly getting up while the referee counts to 6.
JR: “These two men better hurry up or they would be counted out of this match.”
TB gets up and rolls back into the ring, before he rolls back out. He holds his back while he kicks TRD around the sides. He stomps down on the taller man before he goes to the apron and wait for him to get up. Once TRD gets to his feet, TB runs from the apron for a flying crossbody, but TRD catches him and takes him down with a front slam.
RK: “OUCH! That front slam just added more hurt to the back of Tony Bonito right there, JR.”
JR: “The Real Deal delivers a fierce slam and he slides back into the ring as the referee counts to 4.”
TRD stays on the inside while Tony Bonito slowly gets to his feet on the outside. The referee continues to count TB out, but TB gets back into the ring by the count of 8. TRD stomps down on Tony Bonito once he slides back into the ring and picks him up to deliver some hard blows to the body. He whips TB across the ropes and on the rebound, he attempts a clothesline, in which TB ducks down and quickly uses this time to slam TRD hard with a german suplex.
JR: “GERMAN SUPLEX ON TRD! Tony Bonito rolls back up with his opponent and delivers a second suplex! Bonito goin for the hat-trick here, King and he tries for the third one. But TRD blocks the attempt.”
TRD turns around and tries to swing him hard with a back elbow, but TB ducks and takes him down with an overhead belly to belly suplex. With TRD down, TB raises both arms in the air and lets out a ‘wooo’ as the crowd boos the hell out of the real f’n Olympian. Tony Bonito waits for TRD to get up before he charges at him and clips him by the leg. TRD falls down again and this time, TB grabs the leg he clipped and delivers a couple of kicks to it.
RK: “He is working on one of TRD’s legs, JR. He wants to make him tap out tonight.”
JR: “Tony Bonito now, locking that leg lock on the left leg of TRD.”
TB cranks up the leg of TRD as he has him with the leg lock. TRD struggles in the submission move, but TB eventually lets go after it would pass 30 seconds. TRD rolls back up and TB meets him with a chop to the chest. TB delivers a well placed boot to the left leg of TRD before he grabs it and takes him down with a dragon whip. TRD is down on the mat yet again and Tony Bonito turns him around before he locks on a single-leg crab on the left leg that he is working on.
RK: “It seems like Tony Bonito is adamant right now to make his opponent tap out even without his patented ankle lock. That single leg crab could really do TRD in. With that elevation on his left leg, there wont be enough oxygen getting up there. So its not only the strain TRD would be fighting against, its his risk of getting some cramps right on his left thigh.”
TRD shouts in pain as TB continues to lock the submission move. Eventually, TRD tries to reach out to the nearby ropes and he somehow grabs it after a few seconds. The referee tells TB to break the hold, much to the disappointment of Bonito. TRD gets to his feet by using the ropes and TB is there to attack him with some hard knee shots to the mid-section. He hooks TRD up for a suplex, but TRD uses his right leg to block it and delivers a vertical suplex on Tony Bonito.
JR: “Vertical Suplex! Tony Bonito goes down and TRD is limping around inside the ring.”
TRD limps towards TB and picks him up. However, it would prove to be a big mistake as Tony Bonito delivers a double leg takedown and goes for a figure four leg lock. But before he could lock it on, TRD uses his right foot to shove TB off him. TRD gets to his feet and he takes down both of them with a short-arm clothesline.
RK: “TRD made a desperation move, JR, and it worked. Both men are down right now, but who will get the advantage once they get back up?”
JR: “I have no idea, King. Tony Bonito has the advantage now since he has worked a little bit on the leg of TRD, however, TRD has some intangibles in him that could still make him stay in this match for a bit longer.”
TB crawls toward the nearby corner while we see TRD slowly getting to his feet. Once TRD notices TB on the corner, he charges at him and tries to use a knee smash onto the face of Bonito. Unfortunately for The Real Deal, he has fallen upon TB’s trap as the Real F’n Olympian gets out of the way and TRD hits knee first onto the corner. As TRD stumbles back and holds his knee, TB quickly pulls himself using the ropes and delivers the Nitoplex.
JR: “NITOPLEX ON TRD! BAH GAWD! That might have just finished off the match!”
TRD goes down and Tony Bonito takes down his singlets and shouts in a very low monotone voice before he goes and locks in the ankle lock on TRD.
RK: “Here it is, JR! The ANKLE LOCK! TRD will soon be tapping to the beat.”
TRD struggles not to submit to the ankle lock while TB applies it with one knee on the mat. After a couple of seconds, Bonito grapevines the leg of TRD while he still has the ankle lock applied on him. Soon enough, TRD taps out and the referee calls for the bell.
THII: “The winner by submission, TONY BONITO!!!”
“Fury of the storm” hits the speakers as Tony Bonito continues to lock in the ankle lock on TRD as the referee tries to break it up. Soon enough, the music fades away and “filmstar” hits ths PA systems and RNR come down the rampway, this in turn makes TB let go and get to his feet. RNR slide into the ring as TB just stares down at them, until of course when he smiles and he turns back to TRD.
JR: “Oh no! Don’t tell me that this will be a 3-on-1.”
RK: “I wanted to tell ya, but, whatever you say JR.”
RNR pick up the fallen TRD as Tony Bonito mouths off to him and then delivers a hard slap to the face. TB laughs at TRD before RNR hoist him up and deliver a double back breaker. With TRD down, Rage slides outside the ring and grabs a chair and tosses it into the ring where Brett Rayne catches it. Rayne looks at the folded chair and raises it into the air while TB just claps.
RK: “It seems like TRD would be getting a special chair treatment right now.”
Rayne places the chair in between the left leg of TRD while Tony Bonito climbs up to the top turnbuckle. However, he jumps down to the apron and he and Rayne slide to the outside when Chris Back and Josh Leyh enter ringside with a couple of steel chairs. Once RNR and TB walk up the rampway, CB gets the mic and points at TB and RNR.
CB: “You know Tony, you think you can get away with every damn thing you can do? Well guess again, pal. Now as for you two, Rage and Rayne, your going face TRD and Josh Leyh in a tag team match on Warzone.”
Rage and Rayne just talk to each other after they hear the announcement and walk away from ringside. TB stands on the stage and still looks at the ring while CB has the mic.
CB: “Now Bonito, on Warzone, you better be in attendance cause BOY do I have something in store for you. Oh wait a second, I mean, SOMEONE has something in store for you.”
X-WCW goes off the air as TB walks away from ringside as well.