We open up at a podium, apparently at a press conference. The date at the bottom of the screen is 8/3/13, indicating that this was filmed yesterday. Seth Lerch stands at the podium. Beside him is a table with a fancy blue tablecloth and the five WCF Titles that were decided in the Ultimate Showdown match on it, as well as a briefcase.
Seth Lerch: Welcome, fans, to today's press conference. I've decided that this was too important to wait until Slam for, and I'm eager to get the belts in the hands of the Champions that won them. Without further adeu, I'd like to introduce the greatest People's Champion of all time..
The fans begin booing. Not too loud, because hey, we're at a press conference, but pretty damn loud.
Seth Lerch: Steeltoe Joe!
Steeltoe Joe steps out as Seth smiles broadly. Seth shakes Joe's hand and hands him the People's Championship, which Joe throws proudly over his shoulder.
Steeltoe Joe: Thank you Seth, its good to be recognized as the superior People's Champion not only here in WCF/EPPW but all over the world! The world! The world needs a man like Steeltoe Joe to lead and gide them out of their folly, but let me make one thing perfectly clear... I am not the Champion because of all of you people...
Joe points all around him at the booing fans. The fans wanted a new Champ at Ultimate Showdown but they didnt get it.
Steeltoe Joe: I am the People's Champion, YOUR People's Champion DESPITE all of you people. Lets face it, every single one of you wanted me to lose this title to people like Jay Price or Jeff Purse, but I told you all, over and over, and over again that I would walk out of Ultimae Showdown STILL your People's Champion. I do not plan on losing this title any time soon, actually... I dont plan on losing this title EVER! I will hold this belt until I decide that I want to walk away from it. So tonight I accept this honor, not bnecause of your people, but for you people because you the "People" need a man like The Holy Flame... Steeltoe Joe.
The fans are booing as loud as they can. Its funny to think that last year around this time Joe was the Hero and a fan favorite, but now they loathe him. Joe takes a seat.
Seth Lerch: Next, I'd like to introduce the Champions whom... well, I'm much less excited to introduce, but I've got to do it. They are your new Television and United States Champions..
Seth takes a deep sigh.
Seth Lerch: Jeff Purse.... and the other Price.
"CRY-O-GEN-IX!" chant rings throughout the room as Purse and Price step onto the stage now. Joe stares them down but they barely take notice; the two Cryogenix members are grinning broadly, Jay especially. Seth reluctantly hands Purse the Television Title, and then goes to hand it to Jay.. but Jay instead demands that Seth strap the belt on him. Sighing once more, Seth obliges while the crowd laughs. Once the United States Title is around Jay's waist, Purse and Price approach the podium.
Price and Purse jokingly push each other back and forth as both want to speak first. Purse finally relents and Price takes a spot at the podium to a huge pop from the crowd.
Jay Price: A great man once said something important and motivational and right now would be a hell of a time to quote him....but at the moment I'm so freaking hammered that the idea of banging Shannan Lerch doesn't seem all that bad.
The crowd laughs politely but looks mortified. Seth hangs his head in shame.
Jay Price: Now I had a speech prepared but now that I think about it why should I stand here and give a speech? I'm Jay Fucking Price, since when do I give speeches?
Price reaches into his pocket, pulls out a pair of index cards and casually tosses them toward Seth like he were David Letterman.
Jay Price: No, when you're Jay Fucking Price, you don't give speeches. What you do....
Price takes a step back from the podium and opens up his suit jacket.
Jay Price: ...is you fuc-...
Price begins frantically searching the pockets of his jacket and pants for his flask but it's nowhere to be found. Finally his face lights up as an idea crosses his mind.
Jay Price: Say, does anyone here happen to have a beer for the United States Champion?
The crowd roars as thousands of plastic cups of beer are raised into the air. Price quickly rolls out of the ring, grabs hold of the first cup thrust his way and then climbs onto the announce table. Grabbing a microphone from Zach Davis, Jay quickly downs the beer and then tosses the cup to the side.
Jay Price: AMERICA! FUCK YEAH!
Tossing the microphone at Zach, Price leaps off of the announce table and into the crowd where the waiting fans catch him. The United States Champion is now crowd surfing as the camera cuts to Seth Lerch and Eric Price. Eric isn't at all happy about Price's shenanigans and is letting Seth know just that as we see Price surf behind them. Price gives them both the finger and then grabs another beer offered to him as the camera cuts to Polar and Orbit, both of whom have lost it and are crying from the laughter. Finally things seem to calm down as Price is directed back toward the ring and he hops over the barricade. As he re-enters the ring, Purse steps up to the podium.
The two men take a seat, on the opposite side of Steeltoe Joe of course.
Seth Lerch: And next, I'm introducing the stars of "Two Men, One Belt." I'm sure they'll share the belt together great and will be totally mature about it, they are ODIN BALFORE AND THE POLAR PHANTASM!
The Polar Phantasm and Odin Balfore both enter the stage from opposite directions. They get to the podium about the same time, where Seth has set the Hardcore Championship down. Both men reach for it at the same time.. both grab it at the same time.
Polar Phantasm: Well there, Odin-
Odin Balfore: -Phantasm.
Polar Phantasm: This belt ain't big enough for the both of us...
Odin gives the belt a solid tug, pulling the Phantasm up onto the tips of his toes. The belt, however, does not budge.
Odin Balfore: ...sounds like a personal problem to me.
Polar Phantasm: Tell you what- why don't we pick a time and a place and solve this little snafu?
Polar holds up the belt (and, via his grip on it, Odin's hands).
Odin Balfore: Sounds like a party to me.
Polar Phantasm: Me and you, Hardcore Title match... at WCF Revenge.
Odin considers this for a second, then responds.
Odin Balfore: Only if it's a deathmatch-
Polar nods solemnly, as if accepting his fate.
Odin Balfore: -and I pick the stipulations.
Polar stares at Odin for a second, then responds.
Polar Phantasm: Alright, big guy. You got a deal.
Both men shake hands, Odin gripping Polar's hand roughly. Polar winces, then uses Odin's change in focus as leverage to jerk the Hardcore Title from his other hand.
Odin Balfore: See you at Revenge, Phantasm.
Odin Balfore walks away slowly; we can hear him laugh quietly.
Polar Phantasm: Yeah, see ya man-
Polar stops and listens to Odin's chuckle; his face shifts to a look of confusion, then he turns to the rest of Cryogenix and shrugs.
Polar Phantasm: That's creeping me out- I gotta go see what he's laughing about. Hang in, y'all.
Polar dashes off after Odin as Seth laughs at them.
Seth Lerch: And finally, it gives me great pleasure to introduce the owner and chairman of this company, the man with the longest World Title reign in the modern era of this company, the CIO of EPPW and now the new Internet Champion, ladies and gentlemen, please welcome ERIC PRICE!
Eric Price enters the stage with a huge smile on his face as he steps toward the podium as Seth hands him the Internet Championship, Eric takes it from him proudly and shows it off to the booing crowd as he grins and removes his sunglasses to give a speech.
Eric Price: This is truly a great honor for me here tonight and honestly, as a man who believes in technology as a platform of the present and the future, it is appropriate that I take this title and hold it proudly unlike the person who held it before me because unlike him, I make titles relevant, I make them important, and this title will be no exception. Thank you.
Seth claps and stops Eric before leaving the podium.
Seth Lerch: Hang on there Eric, before you go back to sit down. I have a special surprise for you and for everyone here today! I know we hadn’t discussed this but I have something for you. That’s what this briefcase is for, I’d like to present you with something.
Seth puts the briefcase down on the podium and unlocks it.
Seth Lerch: Now I am going to reintroduce a title here today, a title that has been inactive for a while and was once held by … by … I can’t remember his name for the life of me, the other Price and I am here to announce in front of the world that officially, I am reactivating this title and awarding it to the only man in this company who is capable of holding it with the ethics, integrity, and morals befitting of a champion. Ladies and gentlemen, the new Elite Champion, ERIC PRICE!
Seth opens the briefcase and hands the new Elite Championship to Eric Price who takes it and now holds one title in each hand proudly displaying them to the crowd!
Eric Price: I would like to say that this is proof that good things do happen to good people and I guess the other Price just can’t cut it anymore.
With that, Jay Price has had enough. He gets up and goes toe to toe with Eric. It looks like the two are about to come to blows, but Purse tries to hold Jay back as Seth tries to hold Eric back. Eventually Seth and Purse look at each other, realize they want to fight just as badly as the Prices.... and all out chaos erupts! Jay hits Eric with a stiff right hand, knocking both the Elite and Internet Championships out of his hand, and Jeff attacks Seth - before he's intercepted by Steeltoe Joe. Price and Price brawl off of the stage as Joe throws Purse into the podium! The cameras quickly cut as the crowd begins to chant "WCF! WCF! WCF"!
Drunk and Crazy by Mogwai hits and Slam is live from the Verizion Wireless Arena in Concord, New Hampshire! The fans cheer and pyro explodes before we go to our announce team.
Zach Davis: Welcome to Slam! Zach Davis here with Erin Robbins. We're a week removed from Ultimate Showdown, a show where the landscape of WCF changed even more than we could have imagined.
Erin Robbins: That's right. Due to the dastardly acts of Waylon Cash and Steve Orbit, our true World Champion, Sarah Twilight, was injured and is out indefinitely.
Zach Davis: "True" World Champion? Hardly. Ultimate Showdown was a huge night as Steve Orbit was able to finally win the big one and become the World Champion! We've seen Steve bust his ass ever since arriving here, going through Title after Title, and he's finally won the big one.
Erin Robbins: Yeah, but purposely injuring Sarah. Real great job, Steve.
Zach Davis: I don't believe that's the case, Erin. Anyway though, the Ultimate Showdown itself was won by the one and only Nathan von Liebert, which means Steve has to watch his back, that's for damn sure.
Erin Robbins: Hopefully Nathan will exact the kind of revenge Sarah deserves.
Zach Davis: They're both in action tonight. Steve teams with Frank Patrick Venable to face Steeltoe Joe and Jonathan Jakobs. Joe was the only Champion last week to actually retain his belt!
Erin Robbins: And Nathan is in action against Kira Sakazaki. I'd hate to be Kira right about now.
Zach Davis: After Eric's deception of The Rookie last week, those two face off in a singles match as well. Eric Price is our new Internet Champion. I can only imagine how far he's going to take THAT. And, uh... we just saw Seth award him with the Elite Championship as well!
Erin Robbins: Indeed. He and Jay basically switched belts, as Jay, the Other Price, is now the United States Champion. Jay is teaming with the Phantasm tonight to face Denise D'Evil and Oblivion.
Zach Davis: Bizarre situation there as the Phantasm is officially a co-Hardcore Champion with Odin Balfore. No clue how those two are gonna work THAT out..
Erin Robbins: We've got Terry Roberts, who just joined the AoD, facing John Gobble tonight. Gobble and Valentine were able to hold onto the Tag Team Titles as S-PAC, but the AoD continues to grow stronger.
Zach Davis: Tek and Odin Balfore are going one on one. These two have never seen eye to eye so this should be a good one.
Erin Robbins: We've also got Night Rider facing Ana Valentine in a singles match, too, speaking of that AoD/S-PAC feud.
Zach Davis: Matthew Robinson receives his Television Title shot, facing the new Champion, Jeff Purse! Purse is practically a veteran in WCF now, can he defend against this newcomer?
Erin Robbins: John Barber, Arkham, and Adam Young are involved in a Triple Threat match, as Aaron Pearle debuts against Tyler Walker.
Zach Davis: Let's start this show!
The lights dim slightly as the big screen blanks; text begins to scroll on it. "Iceberg-Seven online- accessing WCF big screen... accessed. Loading program 'Cryogenix Entrance'." Over the speakers, "On Her Majesty's Secret Service" by the Propellerheads begins playing... on the screen, six names appear. "JEFF PURSE" "COREY BLACK" "FRANK VENABLE" "STEVE ORBIT" "JAY PRICE" "POLAR PHANTASM"... then, there is a bright flash of white light from the stage. When the screen is once again visible, it simply reads "CRYOGENIX". From behind the curtain come six men- out in front we see the Future Elements, Jeff Purse and the Polar Phantasm. Then the rest of the group spreads out and takes a bow; sure enough, we see Corey Black and Frank Venable and Jay Price all standing banded together before the 'CRYOGENIX' logo. The group heads toward the ring, slapping hands as they go.
In the ring, the group waves to their fans; after a few moments, they fall into formation standing across the center of the ring with the Phantasm at their front. A ringhand passes the mic to Polar.
Polar Phantasm: Ultimate Showdown has come and gone. Sure, we formed right before Blast, but this was Cryogenix's first real Pay Per View as a group... and I would say we had one hell of a debut.
The crowd pops.
Polar Phantasm: In one night, we became the most dominant group in Eric Price Professional Wrestling. In a single night, we made a giant leap closer to our goal of restoring honor to this organization. And as our leader-- I couldn't be more proud of you guys. We've got Jay Price as the United States champion. We've got my good friend Jeff Purse, wearing the Television championship. And me... well, I'm Hardcore champion, with a large, Nordic Tank sized asterisk. But rest assured, that situation will be dealt with and the true Hardcore champion will reign. Let's not go there for now-- this is about victory, this is about celebration.
The camera focuses on FPV, who is double-fisting Red Bulls. He's got two unopened, stacked in one hand, and an open one in the other hand which he is currently chugging.
Polar Phantasm: See, Frank's celebrating with caffeine and whatever else they put in those things. Of our six, four of us hold titles-- wait a second.
Polar does a quick head count.
Polar Phantasm: Are we missing someone?
Polar Phantasm: Let's see... Corey's here, Frank's here... Purse, Price... I'm here...
Crowd: OR-BIT! OR-BIT! OR-BIT!
Polar smiles and nods.
Polar Phantasm: Did I forget to mention that Cryogenix also captured the World Title at Ultimate Showdown?
The opening synth of "Flash Light" by Parlaiment hits the PA. The arena goes dark until the first "YOWWW" in the song, at which point a pink strobe light begins to flash throughout the arena. Small pink lights swirl around the crowd and the entire arena and eventually converge into one big pink spotlight as "The Mack" Steve Orbit appears at the top of the aisle.
Polar Phantasm: Ladies and gentlemen, your new EPPW World Champion... STEVE ORBIT!
Orbit makes his way to the ring, interacting with fans on his way down. He looks happier than ever with huge grin on his face. He's dressed in full pimp attire-- a light blue pinstripe suit with a feather in his matching hat, 'gator shoes, and he's draped in gold jewelry. The EPPW World Championship belt hangs over his shoulder. He enters the ring, shaking hands with each member of the group, and finally sharing a hug with Polar. Polar offers him the mic. The crowd is still going out of their minds. Orbit smiles, waiting several moments for them to die down.
Steve Orbit: I told y'all.
The crowd pops again, cheering for several moments. The camera pans, showing several crowd signs-- "THE MACK WORLD CHAMP: IT'S ABOUT TIME", "CRYOGENIX RULES", "ORBIT IS MY DADDY"... that's a female holding that last one, by the way. There's also many members of the audience dressed in outrageous pimp attire, in a show of support for Orbit.
Steve Orbit: I told y'all I was gonna do it... and I did it. At Ultimate Showdown, I overcame the odds, I defeated Sarah Twilight and Waylon Cash for this here championship belt. And it feels amazing, I mean-- I'm still tryin' to get used to the idea that I am the Champion of the World. It's... it's ill, I mean... yeah.
Orbit shakes his head, trying to find the words. He takes the belt off of his shoulder and holds it in his hands, looking upon it.]
Steve Orbit: This right here... this is for every mother fucker who said I was never gonna make it. Everyone who said I was never gonna amount to nothin'. This is for y'all.
The crowd pops.
Steve Orbit: This is for my mom, Violet Ranae Domino, may she FINALLY rest in peace.
The crowd goes bananas.
Steve Orbit: This is for my boys in Cryogenix, and for our mission. And last but not least...
Orbit holds the belt above his head.
Steve Orbit: This is for every one of you here tonight, and everybody watchin' at home!
The crowd is so loud, you can barely hear Orbit.
Steve Orbit: See, this ain't just about me. Nah. This is about leading this company... having a World Champion who the fans can believe in and look up to. I'm just like y'all, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm one of y'all. I worked my ass off and I achieved my dream, and I'm here to tell you that if Steve Orbit from Lockwood Gardens housing in East Oakland can come to the greatest wrestling federation on Earth, and become the World Champion, then ANYTHING is possible in this world.
The crowd is still rockin'. Orbit begins to pace around the ring.
Steve Orbit: I know you people out there are tired-- you're tired of the bullshit. You're sick of Eric Price. You're sick of that psycho bit-- excuse me, that evil woman, Sarah Twilight. [laughs] Shit, I'm a champion now, I gotta start actin' like one, you know what I'm sayin'? And I'ma be a dominant champion... Steve Orbit ain't gotta cheat to win. Steve Orbit ain't gotta have no "dirty" victories. I'ma defend this title with honor, and pride. You can believe that. The days of people like Sarah Twilight and Eric Price reigning as champion, lookin' down on all you good people... those days are gone. The Mack is here to lift you up! Nah mean?
The crowd pops.
Steve Orbit: You know, this championship means a lot to me, personally, but even more important is the fact that I took the belt away from Sarah Twilight and Bravado. It's with Cryogenix where it belongs-- the World title, along with the US title, the TV title and the Hardcore title... well, half the Hardcore title-- it's all good. The thing is, a couple months ago, this fed was in disarray. Pantheon and Genesis had fell apart, Bravado was takin' over... but then, this group standing in the ring right now, we came together to stop the reign of Bravado. People said we couldn't do it-- they said Bravado is in charge, Eric Price is the owner, ain't nobody stand a chance. Things weren't lookin' too good... but look at us now!
The crowd pops, as Orbit points to every member of Cryogenix.
Steve Orbit: Now-- things ain't lookin' too good for Bravado, are they? I mean, we got the titles, we got the people on our side... nobody can stop us now. Bravado can't stop us. Scott Savage and S-PAC can't stop us. Angels of Death don't stand a chance against mother fuckers like us. At Ultimate Showdown, we made shit right. We still got work to do, but we ain't afraid of nobody, and we gon' defend these titles and show the world that Cryogenix is here, and we here to stay!
Orbit thrusts the World title into the air, and the crowd roars their approval. "On Her Majesty's Secret Service" plays once again, and the guys start celebrating, until Polar grabs the mic and motions for the music to cut.
Polar Phantasm: Hold up. There's one last thing.
The music cuts and the crowd starts murmering.
Polar Phantasm: C-Five, congratulations on winning the World title. You're a deserving World champion-- but that championship belt, it represents everything that's wrong with this fed.
Orbit looks at the belt, confused.
Polar Phantasm: When Fly essentially handed over WCF to Eric Price, he handed over a rich history of honorable competition. Eric Price took that history and raped it by changing the name of the company and creating a new championship belt... Steve, you're better than that belt. You're above defending that belt. That's why...
Orbit still looks confused... the lights in the arena dim. "Pimp On" by Twista plays over the PA, and a rather large black guy makes his way up the ramp. He's dressed in a half green/half gold suit with a ridiculous amount of gold chains, gold and diamond star-shaped sunglasses, and a jewel-studded pimp cane. There are two half-naked girls walking behind him, carrying a box with a black cloth draped over it.
Polar Phantasm: Ladies and gentlemen... BISHOP DON "MAGIC" JUAN!
Orbit starts laughing at the sight of the world famous pimp-turned-preacher. He puts his hand to his mouth and can barely contain his excitement, as he watches one of his heroes walk towards the ring. Bishop enters the ring with the two girls, who hand the box to Polar. Bishop and Orbit shake hands and lean in for a hug. The two girls kiss Orbit's ring in a sign of ho to pimp respect. Orbit grins from ear to ear.
Polar Phantasm: Come on, man. You're "The Mack". Everything you do is pimpin'... naturally, your championship belt should be pimpin' too.
Polar whips off the black cloth and reveals a brand new title belt in a glass case. Of course it's gold, but it's encrusted with diamonds, and it has the WCF logo in the center-- made out of emeralds and diamonds. Orbit picks up the belt and kisses it before holding it over his head with both hands, displaying it for the crowd. The crowd blows up and a "DUB-SEE-EFF" chant starts. Polar hands the mic to Bishop.
Bishop: My man, Steve Orbit. The Mack. From one pimp to another, congratulations on pimpin' your way to the top of this organization, and may your reign last a thousand years!
Bishop points to the green, emerald WCF logo on the belt.
Bishop: Green for the money...
Bishop points to the gold around the logo. Orbit leans into the mic and they say it together--
Bishop and Orbit: And gold for the honeys!
The crowd pops as Bishop raises Orbit's arm. The rest of Cryogenix claps as "On Her Majesty's Secret Service" plays, and the celebration in the ring continues.
Popular by Nada surf hits and Aaron Pearle makes his way to the ring being booed the entire way.
Zach Davis: what do you think of Aaron Pearle here making his debut tonight.
Erin Robbins: well the crowd might not like him but i see big things for this kid in the WCF.
I Like to Move It by Reel 2 Reel hits and tyler walker is on his way to the ring ignoring the fans and looking ready for a fight.
The bell rings as Aaron Pearle runs to attack Walker from behind and the match is under way.
Zach Davis: what a cheap shot by Aaron Pearle.
Erin Robbins: Hey you gotta do what it takes to win in this businness.
Both men start brawling beating the hell out each other then tyler walker hits the belly-to-belly to take the advatage in the match
Zach Davis: man talk about a massive belly-to-belly throw by Walker out of no where
Tyler Walker looks to take control of the match until Aaron Pearle gets up while Walker is taunting the crowd and
Aaron Pearle with a Running forearm smash to the back of the head.
Erin Robbins: Aaron Pearle with a forearm smash to the back of walkers head u looks to set Walker up for the Luster buster.
Zach Davis: What another Cheep shot by Aaron Pearle, He'll do what ever it takes out their.
Tyler walker turns around get hit with the Lust Buster and while Walker is down Pearle goes to the top rope .
Erin Robbins: he looks like hes going for the Pearle Dive he hits this its Game over for Tyler Walker.
Aaron Pearle's on the top rope and takes off and hits the Pearle Dive and goes for the cover.
Kyle Steel: your winner of the match AARON PEARLE.
Zach Davis: quick match and win for Aaron Pearle has a bright future going forward. what a match congrats to Aaron Pearle
Erin Robbins: Tyler walker got beaten by the newest star of the WCF i see big things happening for Aaron Pearle.
“Hollywood Babylon” begins to play over the P.A. System. The crowd begins to boo immediately, as Scott Savage strolls out onto the stage, followed closely by Waylon Cash, John Gobble, and Ana Valentine.
Zach Davis: The Savage Political Action Committee coming out now, and God only knows why.
They stop to pose on the ramp, before continuing toward the ring. Once they are halfway down the ring, a group of armed me in flak jackets step out from behind the curtain.
Zach Davis: Now who are these guys?
Erin Robbins: Well, maybe if you would shut up for a minute, Mr. Savage could explain.
Zach Davis: Oh, he's Mr. Savage now? Last week you wanted him banned from this company!
Erin Robbins: My opinion is allowed to change.
Zach Davis: How much did he pay you?
Erin Robbins: I am not at liberty to discuss it.
Scott climbs the steel steps, and holds the ropes open as, one by one, his clients enter the ring. Once they are all inside, Scott grabs a mic, and the music stops. The armed men, roughly fifteen of them, surround the ring, and stand facing out, keeping a watchful eye on the crowd, and the entrance ramp.
Scott Savage: Greetings, brainless automatons!
The crowd showers him with boos, as he shares a chuckle with his team.
Scott Savage: Allow me to introduce you to Savage Enterprises personal security team.
Scott motions to the men surrounding the ring, as the crowd boos even louder.
Scott Savage: Due to the unscrupulous tactics of Eric Price and Bravado, I have decided to employ these men in the protection of my clients. It is a regrettable, but necessary precaution. Of course, that's why I came out here. I stand before you today, to discuss a disturbing trend that has been growing in this company. The Bravado regime has abused their power to the detriment of their employees, their stockholders, and least importantly, the fans. They have done everything they can to unfairly hold all the glory, power, and money for themselves. They screw over, and even assault my clients on a regular basis, merely out of a lust for total control. This ends today! Eric Price, you have made a powerful enemy in the Savage Political Action Committee.
It looks like Scott has more to say, but Waylon rips the microphone from his hand.
Waylon Cash: I ain't puttin' up with this bullshit for another second! At Ultimate Showdown, I had to watch Steve fuckin' Orbit, the biggest turncoat this side of Benedict Arnold, raise the WCF title over his head! That disloyal piece of shit has MY belt! Of course, after watchin' a replay of the show, I see that, who gets the title shot at the next Pay Per View? NvL! The man who kidnapped my fiance, and threw my entire life into a downward spiral. At Revenge, I'm gonna have to watch the two men who turned me into a monster, fight over a belt that should damn well be mine! Neither of you worthless assholes deserve the belt! I'm gonna prove it too! Eric! Get the fuck out here, and put me in that match! Give me Steve and Nathan! I'll kill both those bitches at once! Get out here, you pants pissin', caviar eatin', mangina shavin' little prick!
“You Know my name” begins to play, and the crowd boos even louder, as Eric steps onto the stage with a microphone in hand. Scott's guards move from in front of the ring, and from a blockade to keep Eric on the ramp.
Eric Price: Relax boys. I'm not interested in starting a fight. I'm not even angry. In fact, I'm amused. So amused, that I've decided to humor you, and hear your demands.
Eric wears a sarcastic smirk, as he lowers the mic, and waits for a reply.
Waylon Cash: You heard our first one! I want the main event of Revenge! I fuckin' deserve it!
Eric looks upward, as if he is considering it. After a moment, he raises the mic to his lips.
Eric Price: No.
Waylon steps toward the ropes, his face red with anger, but Scott puts out an arm, and stops him. Savage takes back the microphone.
Scott Savage: Demand number two, you give John Gobble a rematch for the People's title. His match with Steeltoe Joe came out in a draw. He deserves a rematch, and as much as I hate to use this argument, I think these fans might want to see a rematch too.
The crowd actually cheers for a rematch between the two competitors. Eric thinks about this demand for a while, before answering.
Eric Price: No.
This time Gobble shoots the man a death glare. Scott shakes his head, before raising the microphone again.
Scott Savage: Demand number three, due to the fact that it creates a hostile environment, and qualifies as harassment, I demand that you immediately cease mentioning Ana Valentine's personal life in any way, shape, or form.
Eric lets out a loud laugh, and doesn't even think about this one.
Eric Price: Absolutely not. That filthy street walker is getting what she has coming to her.
Now it's Ana's turn to freak out, but Scott stops her with a sideways look.
Scott Savage: My final demand is this: You step down. You have been an unfit leader from the start, and the Savage Political Action Committee demands that you relinquish you position due to a conflict of interest. Before you answer, Eric, remember that these are not requests. These are demands. If you fail to meet these demands, we will be forced to take drastic, and immediate action.
Eric Price: Take all the action you want. There is no way I am going to let a bunch of disgusting, embarrassments like yourselves demand anything of me. You'll get nothing, and like it! You don't run this company, Savage. I do.
Eric drops his microphone, before turning his back, and walking back behind the curtain.
Scott Savage: Ladies and gentleman, you have seen Eric Price neglect all of our demands. He has shown no interest in doing what is right for his talent, and so now we must act. Pay careful attention tonight. This is what happens when you provoke a pack of wolves.
“Hollywood Babylon” plays, and the tam climbs out of the ring, as their personal security guards escort them to the back.
Zach Davis: Well what do you make of this?
Erin Robbins: I'm not sure yet, but I have a feeling we're going to see something very interesting tonight.
Kyle Steel: The following contest is a triple threat match and is scheduled for one fall.
All of the lights will drop at once, sending the crowd into a bit of a panic. "Bleed For Me" by the Black Label Society will then kick in as the lights remain off. They'll remain off for a few moments until finally they come back on, revealing Arkham sitting on the mat in one of the corners, gently stroking the head of Freddy. He'll remain there until the match starts.
Kyle Steel: From The Asylum, weighing in at two hundred and ninety five pounds, this...is...Arkham!
Zach Davis: Last week at Ultimate Showdown we saw the team of Hugs & Stitches lose to Kira and Mariko in a four way tag team match.
Erin Robbins: That crazy bastard needs to find himself a tag team partner that isn't a teddy bear. It's starting to make us look like some second rate wrestling organization.
Zach Davis: Well that's a bit harsh. I mean, is the teddy bear really the worst thing going on around here?
Erin Robbins: Yes. Yes it is.
“The Fire” by Rev Theory starts playing on the speakers as John Barber walks out from the back. He stands on top of the ramp with a thumb hooked into his right pocket, looking out at the crowd around him. He starts walking down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans nearest to the barricade.
Kyle Steel: From Miami, Florida, weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds, The Florida Cracker....John Barber!
He jogs up the ring steps, quickly ducks between the top and middle ropes, and walks over to the nearest turnbuckle. He perches on the second turnbuckle and raises both arms, looking out at the crowd with a smirk on his face.
Zach Davis: At Ultimate Showdown Barber won a triple threat match against Justin Turner and Matthew Robinson.
Erin Robbins: This guy has been on a hot streak since he debuted and it's nothing short of criminal that he isn't be recognized for it.
Zach Davis: Sometimes good things come with time. I'm sure the brass has taken notice.
"Natural Born Killaz" by Ice Cube and Dr. Dre starts playing as a Texas flag flies on the jumbotron and then the picture becomes a burning Alamo. Out steps Adam Young in black and red pants with black boots. He is wearing a black sleeveless t-shirt with a Texas Flag on it that reads "Don't Tread on Us".
Kyle Steel: From Abilene, Texas, weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds, The Natural Born Killer....Adam Young!
He walks towards the ring giving the fans high fives. The fans start a "BTJ" chant as he stops and salutes the fans. He gets to the ring and throws up the horns and slides into the ring. He climbs the second turnbuckle and takes his t-shirt off and then throws it into the crowd.
Zach Davis: At Ultimate Showdown the BTJ were involved in that four way tag team match as well.
Erin Robbins: Yeah, and they lost. Big shocker.
Zach Davis: Well now, that's not very impartial.
Erin Robbins: Meh, worse has been said.
The referee calls for the bell.
[DING! DING! DING!]
Barber and Young come out of their corners and circle each other once before moving in and tying up. Arkham hasn't budged from his corner as he remains seated, stroking the head of Freddy as he mumbles things to it. Barber gets control on Young and whips him into the ropes. Young comes back and Barber drops him to the mat with an arm drag. Young springs right back up to his feet and Barber takes him back down with a second arm drag. Barber now holding onto the arm and he tries to go for an armbar but Young manages to snake his arm out of his grasp. Young now grabbing hold of the ropes as Barber approaches him and the referee is forced to get between them. Barber relents and steps back as Young quickly changes his focus on Arkham. Seeing the big man not paying attention, Young runs over to him and kicks Freddy out of his hands and out of the ring. Arkham roars out in anger and leaves the ring in search of Freddy as Young starts to go after him.
Erin Robbins: Oh come on. Quit worrying about that stupid bear and focus on the match!
The referee tries to keep him in the ring but Barber does a better job of it by grabbing hold of his arm. With the referee's vision obstructed, Young kicks back and connects with the groin of Barber.
Zach Davis: Oof!
Barber is doubled over and Young kicks him in the side of the head, dropping him to the mat. Young with the quick pin attempt.
Barber kicks out at one, sending Young rolling off of him. Young pops right back up to his feet and dives on Barber, pushing him back to the mat as he tries to apply a crossface. Barber does what he can to fight out of it when Arkham slides back into the ring. Barber sees him coming and rolls over onto his stomach, leaving Young exposed to a boot to the back of the head. Barber crawls away as Arkham pulls Young to his feet and quickly clothesline him back to the mat. Young hits the mat as Barber scrambles to his feet and goes after Arkham. Barber with forearms to the back, sending Arkham stumbling into the ropes. Barber continues the assault until Arkham finally fights back with an elbow to the face.
Zach Davis: What an elbow!
Barber felt that one but goes right back after Arkham, trying to clothesline him over the top rope. Arkham sees it coming and lifts Barber up and over the top rope but Barber manages to land feet first on the apron. Barber now grabbing Arkham by the head and he tries to suplex him out of the ring.
Erin Robbins: Can he do it?
It's a tough task but Young helps by grabbing hold of Arkham's legs and lifting him up and over the top rope. Arkham is suplexed out onto the ringside floor and Young quickly turns his attention to Barber. Young with right hands to the face of Barber as he tries to stay on the apron. The referee moves in and starts up a five count as Young ignores him.
Barber finally blocks one of the punches and bounces Young's face off the top rope. Barber now grabbing the head of Young and he leads Young over to the corner and slamming him face first into the top turnbuckle. Young stumbles backward holding his face as Barber climbs up to the top rope. Barber leaps off the top rope with a double axe handle, dropping Young to the mat. Barber with the pin attempt.
Young gets the shoulder up at two as Barber gets back up to his feet. Young starts stirring on the mat when Barber moves in to go for the Cracker. Young fights him off with a right hand to the face and then connects with a standing dropkick. Down goes Barber as Young tries to lock in a fujiwara armbar. Barber does what he can to fight him off but Young finally gets the hold locked in. Barber begins to scream out in pain as Young tightens up the hold, forcing the referee to ask if he wants to quit. Barber tells him no and tries to get to the ropes but Young simply torques the arm more.
Zach Davis: Is Barber going to tap?
Barber looks to be thinking about tapping when Arkham slides into the ring and dives on top of them both. The hold is broken as Barber gets himself free and grasps hold of his arm. Arkham still in a rage over Young's treatment of Freddy earlier as he pulls him to his feet and nails him with a series of headbutts. Arkham ends up busting himself open as Young stumbles and falls to the mat. The referee tries to check on him but Arkham thinks it's Barber and turns and nails the referee with a headbutt. The referee drops to the mat as Arkham looks on with indifference.
Erin Robbins: That idiot just knocked out the referee!
Young is out on the mat and Barber is still trying to get the feeling back in his arm as Arkham is the only one on his feet. Suddenly the lights in the arena go out.
Zach Davis: What the hell?
Loud thumping noises can be heard in the ring. Through flashes from cameras we can see Arkham being dragged out of the ring by a large individual. Arkham now being led over to the announce table before a loud crashing sound can be heard. The lights in the arena finally pop back on and Arkham has been put through the Spanish announce table.
Erin Robbins: What just happened?
Zach Davis: Why do we have a Spanish announce table?
Erin Robbins: ...good question!
Barber and Young both look at each other as they try and figure out what just happened. The referee begins to stir on the mat as both men pull themselves back up to their feet.
Zach Davis: Well I guess this is a one on one match now. Maybe we should get some medical attention out here for Arkham.
In the midst of all this chaos, Barber is able to lock in his Rolling Cross Armbreaker on Adam Young!
Erin Robbins: Oh shit! Out of nowhere! Barber using the element of surprise to his advantage!
Adam Young yells in pain and soon passes out. Barber releases the hold as the ref calls for the bell.
Zach Davis: John Barber picks up yet another victory!
The bell sounds as the ref lifts Barber's hand in the air.
Zach Davis: Well folks, up next we have what is surely going to be one Hell of a title bout…
Erin Robbins: It sure is Zach, Jeff Purse is about to put his Television Championship on the line against one of WCF’s newest acquisitions who managed to become the number one contender in just his second match here…
The opening to 'One Finger And A Fist' by Drowning Pool plays through the PA system as the arena plunges into darkness. When the song fully kicks in, 'The Punisher' Matthew Robinson bursts out onto the stage sending the WCF fans into a frenzy. Robinson is visibly fired up and raring to go as he makes his way down the ramp slapping the fans hands on his way.
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen…the following contest is a singles match and it is for the WCF Television Championship! Introducing first…the challenger…making his way to the ring...from London, England, now residing in Orlando, Florida! 'The Punisher'...Matthew...Robinson!
Robinson heads around the ring slapping the fans hands on the way before rolling into the ring. He then climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms high above his head before taking his shirt off, throwing it into the crowd and climbing back down as 'One Finger And A Fist' fades out.
Zach Davis: Robinson looks ready for this match right here Erin…
Erin Robbins: Indeed, he’s certainly no stranger to championship reigns early on in his career…in WWA he became the International Champion in only his third match…and in NWA he became a World Tag Team Champion in just his fifth match…
Zach Davis: What are you? A wrestling encyclopedia or something?
Erin Robbins: No Zach…I just do my research…
‘Won't Back Down’ by Eminem blares out of the PA system but the bike ramps not in place though and people are wondering where Jeff Purse is.
‘You can sound the alarm
A pyro goes off and up through the stage, in Rey Mysterio fashion, Jeff Purse comes flying, belt on his shoulder. Kari Kendall comes out from the back as Purse walks down the aisle, pandering to the crowd, slapping fives, signing autographs quickly, making his fans happy.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent…being accompanied to the ring by Kari Kendall…from Venice Beach, California…weighing in at 215 pounds! He is the WCF Television Champion! ‘The Future’…Jeff…Purse!
‘Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe Devilles
Upon entering the ring, Purse throws his hands up in the middle of the ring, corner pyros of red and green shoot out. He takes off his aviator sunglasses and throws them in the audience, and the referee takes his belt before he turns and sits up on the turnbuckle, waiting for the match to begin as ‘Won’t Back Down’ fades out.
Zach Davis: Purse looking calm and confident here Erin…
Erin Robbins: It’s why he’s the Television Champion Zach, if you’re good enough to become a champion then your confidence grows…
Zach Davis: Too true, I can’t wait for this match to begin because both of these guys are very talented wrestlers…
The referee raises the title above his head and then hands it to a ringside official before he calls for the bell.
[DING! DING! DING!]
Purse drops down off the turnbuckle and the two men walk towards each other, Purse stretches his arm out looking for a handshake which is accepted by Robinson before the two begin to circle one another.
Erin Robbins: Both men showing mutual respect there for another…
Both men then lock up in the centre of the ring which is quickly turned into a side headlock courtesy of Robinson before he quickly follows up with a European uppercut sending Purse to the mat, however he quickly gets back up only to be dropped to the mat again with a picture perfect dropkick from Robinson.
Zach Davis: Beautiful combination right there…
Robinson drops to the mat and hooks Purse’s outside leg for the first pin attempt of the match as the referee drops to his knees for the count.
Purse lifts the shoulder up forcing the match to continue as Robinson immediately goes back to work on him as he picks him up, however Purse quickly wraps his arms around Robinson’s mid-section and hits him with a belly to belly suplex before quickly following that up with a springboard moonsault.
Erin Robbins: Amazing athleticism being shown yet again by our TV Champ!
Much like Robinson did earlier, Purse quickly hooks Robinson’s leg for a pin attempt.
Robinson kicks out with authority and quickly gets back to his feet as both men begin a slug fest with each other, trading rights and lefts to the face over and over again.
Zach Davis: I don’t know whether Purse wants to get into a fist fight with Robinson…he needs to quicken the pace…
Purse then quickly attempts a springboard clothesline but it’s ducked by Robinson however luckily for Purse, he manages to land on his feet, unfortunately he turns around into a stiff clothesline from Robinson who then demands he gets back to his feet.
Erin Robbins: Robinson’s getting fired up…
Purse gets to his feet but is knocked down again with another stiff clothesline from Robinson who again demands he gets back up. Purse for a third time gets to his feet and this time attempts a clothesline of his own however Robinson ducks the shot and when Purse turns around, Robinson plants him with a snap suplex powerslam.
Zach Davis: We could be seeing a brand new Television Champion right here!
Robinson begins to work the crowd up into a frenzy before he drops to the mat measuring Purse who is slowly getting back to his feet.
Erin Robbins: Robinson looking for Total Punishment here…
Purse gets to his feet and turns around and Robinson attempts to nail him with the Total Punishment, however Purse pushes Robinson forward. Purse then begins charging towards Robinson who turns around and attempts a clothesline but Purse ducks the shot before running up the turnbuckle and nailing Robinson with the Taking Off The Training Wheels.
Zach Davis: Where the Hell did that come from!?!?
Purse then climbs the turnbuckle and begins rallying the crowd who know what he has in mind.
Erin Robbins: I think Purse is about to end this here with The Deflator…
Purse then jumps off the turnbuckle attempting The Deflator; however Robinson catches him in mid-air with the Total Punishment causing the fans to nearly blow the roof off the arena with excitement.
Zach Davis: Oh my God that was unbelievable!
As Robinson goes for the pin, the fans boo heavily as Robinson realises that the referee is distracted by a pot-bellied man dressed in a grey suit with a receding hair line on the apron.
Erin Robbins: What the Hell?
For several minutes, Robinson and the referee argue with the man, telling him to get away from the match, which he eventually does when he hops down off the apron.
Zach Davis: Finally! Now we can get back to this great match up…
Robinson turns back to continue the match when suddenly Purse, who had since recovered from the Total Punishment he received earlier, nails Robinson with The Spoke before dropping down onto Robinson for the pin.
The referee calls for the bell and the end of the match and Kendall climbs into the ring with Purse’s championship and hands it to him before she and the referee raise Purse’s arms in victory.
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner…and STILL the WCF Television Champion! Jeff…Purse!
Purse and Kendall then exit the ring and head up the ramp to the back as Robinson gets to his feet with some help from the referee. As Robinson is regrouping in the ring after his defeat, the unknown man who cost him the chance of walking out with the Television Championship, now with a microphone in hand enters the ring with a grin on his face.
Zach Davis: Who the Hell is this guy?
Erin Robbins: Beats the Hell out of me Zach…but whoever he is…he ruined what was a great title match.
As Robinson glares at the unknown man, he turns his attention to the fans in attendance and raises the microphone to his lips.
Man: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls of the WCF or the EPPW, whatever it’s called these days…my name…is Brandon Stevens. I am a former wrestler turned manager and I am here for a certain reason…a reason that will shake this company to it’s very core!
Robinson slowly makes his way to the ropes and is handed a microphone as he then begins walking towards Stevens.
Matthew Robinson: Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t take your damn head off of your shoulders right now Brandon!
Brandon Stevens: Mr Robinson please…that is certainly something that you do not want to do…especially after you’ve just shown the entire world that you’re nothing more than a failure…based on the fact you just lost your chance to become the new Television Champion…
Matthew Robinson: Brandon…you can call me whatever the Hell you want because it doesn’t bother me in the slightest…
Brandon Stevens: Oh really? Well how do you think your beloved wife Stacy would feel…knowing her husband is a failure?
Robinson begins getting angry and it’s showing as Stevens continues to push his buttons.
Brandon Stevens: And what about your son…Nick…how would he feel knowing his father is a failure?
Robinson’s blood continues to boil and he begins getting closer and closer to Stevens however he continues to mess with him.
Brandon Stevens: Or what about your unborn daughter? She’s going to be born into a family where her father…is nothing more…than a failure!
Suddenly Robinson grabs Stevens by the throat with his free hand, catching Stevens off guard.
Zach Davis: I think Robinson has heard enough from this Brandon Stevens guy…
Erin Robbins: Well one of the things that really ticks Robinson off is when people bad mouth his family…
Robinson pulls Stevens towards him as he raises the microphone to his lips.
Matthew Robinson: Don’t you ever speak about my family! Ever!
Stevens, visibly terrified manages to raise the microphone to his lips.
Brandon Stevens: If I were you Mr Robinson…I’d take your hands off me before you awake the Man Beast…
Robinson looks on in confusion when suddenly his attention is diverted to the stage and he lets go of Stevens when ‘The Animal’ by Disturbed blasts out of the PA system.
Zach Davis: Now what?
Erin Robbins: Perhaps this is the Man Beast that Stevens is referring too…
As the song kicks in, a large muscular bald behemoth of a man walks out onto the stage before beginning to make his way down the ramp, not taking his eyes off of Robinson.
Zach Davis: Holy crap…that guy is huge!
Erin Robbins: Definitely looks like someone who would be referred to as a Man Beast…
As the behemoth reaches the foot of the ramp, Robinson is suddenly blindsided from behind by Stevens before the large man enters the ring and measures Robinson.
Zach Davis: Oh no…Robinson is in trouble here…
Erin Robbins: This looks like it was a huge set up from the beginning…
Robinson gets to his feet and as soon as he turns around, the behemoth charges at him and nails him with a vicious Spear nearly breaking Robinson in half.
Zach Davis: Oh my God! What a Spear!
Erin Robbins: And it doesn’t look like he’s finished yet…
The behemoth then picks Robinson up and then nails him with a delayed vertical brainbuster DDT knocking Robinson out cold.
Zach Davis: What a move that was…he’s knocked Robinson clean out…
Erin Robbins: That was sickening to watch…
As the behemoth looks down at his handiwork, Stevens chuckles as he raises the microphone to his lips.
Brandon Stevens: Ladies and gentlemen…this giant of a man standing next to me…the man who just destroyed your hero with his bare hands is the reason why I am here…because this man right here…my client…is the newest acquisition to the WCF Roster…and he will crush everyone and anyone in his path!
Stevens then hands the microphone to his client who raises it to his lips, his heavy breathing echoing through the silent, stunned arena.
Behemoth: My name…is Lionheart! The King of the Jungle…The Man Beast! And WCF…it’s feeding time…and you’re all…on the menu!
Lionheart then drops the microphone and begins chuckling sadistically as ‘The Animal’ blasts out of the PA system and he along with Stevens exit the ring and head up the ramp.
Zach Davis: Well that was one Hell of a message delivered by the man known simply as Lionheart…
Erin Robbins: I don’t even think you can call him a man…he’s a monster!
Lionheart and Stevens then disappear to the back as EMT’s check on Robinson.
“Dark Fantasy” by Kanye West starts playing over the speaker system as the lights dim throughout the arena.
Can we get much higher? So high
Can we get much higher? So high
As the chorus of the song ends, a gold spotlight shines on the entrance ramp as Eric Price steps out with a smile on his face as he makes his way to the ring dressed in a black sportcoat with a black shirt, black tie, and black pants. He walks down toward the ring accompanied by the People’s Champion Steeltoe Joe and the number one contender to the World Title Nathan Von Libert as the crowd is ostensibly booing them loudly.
Zach Davis: And looks like the three successful members of Bravado at Ultimate Showdown and the only current champions in the group are making their way down to the ring. Ultimate Showdown did not go the way they wanted.
Erin Robbins: Well, the World Title match certainly didn’t but the Ultimate Showdown match did end with Nathan von Liebert emerging victorious so Bravado has the number one contendership to the World Title.
Zach Davis: That’s true.
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Bravado members, the EPPW People’s Champion Steeltoe Joe, the number one contender to the World Title Nathan von Liebert, and the EPPW Chairman of the Board, Owner, and CIO as well as the EPPW Internet Champion, Eric Price!
Zach Davis: And Eric Price, Nathan von Liebert and Steeltoe Joe now in the ring, Eric Price cannot be happy with what transpired last Sunday at the PPV event.
Erin Robbins: No not at all, in fact Sarah Twilight has not been seen since last Sunday and Eric Price has been having a war of words with Ana Valentine.
Zach Davis: Definitely not a good week overall for Bravado but let’s see what they have to say here to this raucous crowd.
Both Eric Price and Steeltoe Joe have the Internet and People’s Titles draped around their shoulders, respectively. Eric Price stands in the center as NvL and STJ stand at his sides.
Crowd: You are losers! You are losers! You are losers!
Eric Price: Now … NOW I KNOW YOU PEOPLE HERE IN CONCORD ARE LOSERS! But there is no reason to vent out your anger on us!
Crowd continues to boo loudly
Eric Price: Just a couple of announcements here tonight, first off, last week did not go how I intended it to go! As far as the World Title is concerned, I have an announcement to make regarding that later this evening. But in regard to the Ultimate Showdown match, thank God for Seth Lerch making the right decisions and ensuring that Bravado still had championships. In the interest of fairness, we also named champions of other groups including Jeff Purse as the new TV Champion.
Crowd cheers loudly for Purse
Eric Price: And the other Price is now the US Champion.
Zach Davis: And a mixed reaction for Jay Price.
Erin Robbins: The other Price as the leader of Bravado said.
Eric Price: But rest assured that Steeltoe Joe is still your People’s Champion!
Crowd: Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!
Eric Price: And I of course am now your Internet Champion!
Crowd continues to boo loudly
Eric Price: And even better than that, Nathan von Liebert is now the number one contender to the EPPW World Title. I would also like to take this opportunity to address the former World Champion, my good friend Sarah Twilight.
Crowd: She’s a bitch! She’s a bitch! She’s a bitch!
Eric Price: SHUT UP!
Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!
Eric Price: A little respect please for the former World Champion, she is a dear friend of mine and unfortunately last week … she was injured.
Crowd cheers loudly
Eric Price: She is also not here this evening.
Crowd cheers yet again
Eric Price: In fact, she may not be here for the next few weeks due to this injury.
Crowd cheers loudly again as Eric looks at them with disdain
Eric Price: What kind of inhuman monsters are you people? She gave everything for you people in this ring night in and night out and you cheer when she’s injured? You cheer at her misfortune?
Eric Price: I CURSE EACH AND EVERY DAMN ONE OF YOU … EACH AND EVERY DAMN ONE OF YOU FOR THAT!
Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!
Eric Price: Rest assured, Sarah is healing along nicely and she will return when she is good and ready and will be at the top yet again!
Erin Robbins: My well wishes to Sarah Twilight, hopefully she gets well soon and is back in action!
Eric Price: Yes, despite what you people think, Bravado is still going strong and Bravado is the only stable that matters. Admittedly, I have some issues to settle with S-PAC member Ana Valentine and rest assured that we will still have Ana Valentine versus yours truly Eric Price in a street fight … except you people here in Concord in this dump of a state New Hampshire are not good enough to see this match.
Crowd boos loudly and starts throwing trash in the ring as Eric grins at them
Eric Price: No no, it’s this unruly behavior that ensures you will never get a five star match like that therefore I’ve postponed that match until next week, live on Slam!
Suddenly cutting off Eric's voice over the loud speaker is a shout coming from behind the curtains.
FPV: HOLD IT! HOLD THE FUCKING PHONE!
Out from the curtains comes FPV, a freshly opened can of Red Bull in his hand. He quickly grabs a mic from a stagehand and begins shouting at the top of his lungs.
FPV: I just want to take the time to say...Bravado. Bravado?! HA! WHAT A FUCKING RIOT! You bitch...YOU BITCH ASS BITCHES THINK YOU'RE SO BAD EH?!
Eric, Joe, and Nathan begin looking at each other in confusion, as FPV continues his rant.
FPV: Look at you motherfuckers...Jonathan Jakobs...fake ass swagger-jacker who think's he gon' make it in the biz...BITCH THE ONLY THING YOU GON' MAKE IS HAM AND EGGS! Seth Lerch...you transvestie ungrateful son of a hot dog man! Shoulda left yo ass in PRISON WHERE YOU BELONG! Gravedigger...you pea-sized bladder Nursing Home escapee motherfucker, bitch if you ain't careful enough I'm gon write myself into your own damn will and not even have you notice. Davey...FUCKING DAVEY ORTEGA...FUCKING SLICKIE T WANNABE, GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE, GO BACK TO THEM TRUCK STOP CASINOS WHERE YOU BELONG! Cairo...you just like them Genesis bitches, I thought you were on the cool with me, WELL I GUESS NOT YOU BACKSTABBIN HUGH HEFNER WANNABE! As for Shae and Twilight...AS FOR YOU YOU STD-RIDDEN GONORRHEA ASS HOES, I WOULDN'T TOUCH YOU BITCHES WITH A TEN-FOOT POLE! GO SEE A FUCKIN DOCTER FOR CHRISTS SAKE...PETER CAPALDI PREFERABLY!
Non-Doctor Who fans in the audience are stumped, whilst everyone else laughs their ass off at the reference. Eric cuts off FPV just as he's beginning to speak again.
Eric Price: Frank...what the fuck are you doing? No one else is...
FPV: SHUT UP YOU PISSY PANTS HOT DOG EATER!
Eric Price: Now now, don't get into confusing me and Logan now...
FPV: I SAID SHUT UP!
NvL brings his mic up to speak now.
Nathan von Liebert: MY god...I should have killed you when I had the chance.
FPV: YOU! WHAT YOU DID TO JOHNNY AND I IS UNFORGIVABLE! ONE OF THESE DAYS, I'LL GET MY REVENGE...but not now. Now I have other things to worry about.
Steel Toe Joe: Like what?
FPV: YOU, JOE!
Frank begins walking down the ramp and stands near the apron, coming about as face-to-face with Joe as he's willing to go.
FPV: You think you're SO holy, eh? You have no...fucking...idea, how much of a disgrace you really are. I worked DAMN HARD to make that belt you have worth something, and to see my efforts...THROWN AWAY by you...IT MAKES ME FUCKING SICK! YOU'RE A DISGRACE TO THAT TITLE, YOU'RE A DISGRACE TO THE WCF, AND YOU'RE A DISGRACE TO HUMANITY!
Steeltoe Joe: Oh Franky, Franky, Franky, shut up! Just shut up for once! The only disgrace around here is you FPV! Honestly, you lost this title, this People’s Title to Tek … Tek of all people; you may as well have just lain down and given it to him because all that shows me is that you are not a worthy competitor for my title. I am the greatest People’s Champion of all time whereas you are nothing but yesterday’s trash that no one gives a damn about. You are not enlightened, you do not follow God’s path. It seems to me then that I will have to forcibly show you the word of God and take you to the place where you belong and that is none other than hell!
Steeltoe Joe looks at FPV right in the eyes and stares him down as FPV stares back at him, both with anger in their eyes as Eric Price tries to restrain NvL and STJ a bit from attacking FPV.
Zach Davis: A volatile situation here for sure, I’ll say this, STJ and FPV are going to go at it sooner rather than later.
Erin Robbins: Not a smart move to challenge the People’s Champion like that. You have to know that Bravado have something up their sleeve for this.
The lights in the arena dim as Pyrotechnics explode along the runway and from the four corner posts. 'Orion' by Metallica begins playing over the jumbo-tron as Night Rider steps out from behind the curtain and makes his way towards the ring. A cold hatred burns in his eyes as he steps through the ropes and waits for his opponent.
Erin Robbins: Here is the leader of the Army of Darkness, Night Rider.
Zach Davis: Uh.. you mean Angels of Death, right?
Erin Robbins: Whichever. I don't care for them either way.
BlackHearted by Motorhead hits and Scott Savage struts out onto the stage, the crowd pops in a chorus of boos as pink and silver pyro's shoot up the sides of the stage and the ramp.
Savage holds the belt high above his head, legs in an open stance as Ana Valentine steps out from behind the curtain, she leans a hand on Scott's shoulder for a moment before dropping down into a jazz split, then onto her knees she slips between Scott's legs, before running a hand up to his belt buckle, which she uses to pull herself up into a standing position, her body using his for balance. She turns on her heels and looks back over her shoulder to wink at Scott before they make their way down the ramp.
Zach Davis: I miss the old Ana Valentine. The one we thought was totally lesbo for Sarah Twilight.
Erin Robbins: Men...
The crowd start to chant S-L-U-T! S-L-U-T!
Scott moves up onto the outer apron and holds the bottom and middle ropes open for Ana, she slips between them and blows Scott a kiss before turning and doing the same to the crowd, who continue to boo her.
Zach Davis: After Ultimate Showdown's tag match, I'm sure Night Rider would love some revenge. Here we go!
The bell sounds and, indeed, Night Rider is out for revenge. Valentine was momentarily distracted by the fans and this allows Night Rider to ambush her, Clotheslining her down. She gets back up, he throws her to the ropes, and then catches her in a Belly to Belly Slam as she comes back!
Erin Robbins: I'll give the devil his due, good move there.
Valentine stumbles back to her feet and turns to Night Rider. He fires off a big Dropkick, sending her flying out of the ring.
Zach Davis: He's big, but he's also very agile. Can't beat that combination.
Night Rider climbs out of the ring and kicks the Tag Team Champion hard in the gut as she was getting up. She falls back down but he grabs her and throws her into the ring steps. She hits them and flips over, holding her knee in pain. Night Rider hits her with a few clubbing blows to the head as he lifts her up and then rolls her back into the ring. He enters as well and goes for a quick pin.
No!, Valentine kicks out.
Night Rider lifts her up but she's clearly favoring her right knee. He executes a quick Snap Suplex before getting back up and grabbing her legs...
Erin Robbins: He's going for the Figure Four!
Zach Davis: After her knee hit that steel ring step, she can't take that. No way.
Indeed, Valentine knows she's in trouble. She takes a half second to glance at the inattentive referee before getting a foot free and kicking Night Rider right in the balls. He stumbles away, holding his groin, as she uses the ropes to pull herself to her feet. Night Rider turns after regrouping and runs at her, but she hits him with a beautiful Dropkick herself!
Erin Robbins: So far this match has been all Night Rider. Can Valentine turn things around?
She gets back to her feet but not super quick - her knee is going to bother her the rest of the match. Night Rider is up and Valentine goes for a Cutter - but Night Rider pushes her away. She's sent running into the ropes, but she Springboards and then Clotheslines him down!
Zach Davis: Whoa! What a reversal!
Valentine goes for a pin.
No, Night Rider kicks out!
Erin Robbins: A lot of people don't know this but Night Rider and Jeff Purse were actually the team to bring back the Tag Team Titles after they'd been shelved for a few months. Night Rider knows his way around the WCF ring.
Zach Davis: As does Ana Valentine!
Ana gets up as Night Rider stumbles to his feet as well. Ana throws him to the corner and then runs at him, executing a Monkey Flip. Once more Night Rider stumbles up and his grogginess allows Ana to grapple him from behind.
Erin Robbins: CUPID'S ARROW!
Ana somehow hits it! She keeps it bridged for the pin!
NO! NIGHT RIDER KICKS OUT!
Zach Davis: WHOA! I didn't see that coming!
Suddenly, Freddy Whoa appears ringside behind Zach.
Freddy Whoa: Did you just steal my catchphrase? That'll be five bucks.
Zach hands Freddy the five bucks.
Erin Robbins: No but seriously Night Rider just kicked out of the Cupid's Arrow! That's crazy.
Ana Valentine is ready to finish Night Rider off. Once he's up she throws him to the ropes...
Zach Davis: She's positioned for the Cupid's Bow!
But she telegraphed it and Night Rider is able to sidestep her! She gets up and turns right into a Thrust Kick from Night Rider!
Erin Robbins: Valentine almost had the match won.. but Night Rider has it scouted, he's done his homework.
Night Rider then quickly grabs her legs and locks in the Figure Four!
Zach Davis: THERE IT IS! It's over!
Erin Robbins: With Valentine's hurt knee, she can't last for long.
Valentine screams in pain, but Savage is ringside yelling for her not to quit. She clenches her eyes in pain, thrashing around.
Zach Davis: She can either attempt to reach the ropes or try and turn over, reversing the pressure. Either way.. she doesn't have much time.
Once again due to poor refereeing, Scott Savage is able to grab her by the arm and pull her close enough to the ropes so that she's able to grab them! The fans boo as the ref calls for Night Rider to release the hold.
Erin Robbins: Well.. that's one way to get out of a hold, I guess.
Zach Davis: Why do we even allow this guy at ringside? Besides Eric Price himself Scott Savage has to be the biggest menace in WCF right now.
Erin Robbins: Shut up, Zach, remember who signs your checks.
Night Rider releases the hold but knows he has Valentine right where he wants her. He begins climbing to the top.
Zach Davis: Night Rider, going high risk!
He reaches the top...
Erin Robbins: Here comes the Guillotine!
Night Rider flies off but ANA VALENTINE CATCHES HIM WITH A JUMPING CUTTER!
Zach Davis: WHOA- I MEAN - DAMN!
The crowd gasps as Ana hits it and goes for the cover.
Ding ding ding!
Erin Robbins: Ana Valentine, of S-PAC, picks up the win.
The bell sounds and Scott Savage joins Valentine in the ring, helping her to her feet. He raises her arm in the air as she raises her Tag Team Championship in her other hand and we go to commercial.
Erin Robbins: Well we saw Odin earlier, now its time to see him in action; going one on one verse Tek.
Zach Davis: Can the Coldblooded, high flying, martial artist over come the long standing powerhouse?
Erin Robbins: I said it the other week, Odin's a big dumb animal and Tek is sharp. You can bet on that mess of a man but my smart money is going on Tek.
The arena goes pitch black.
Erin Robbins: Speaking of the man -
“Anchor” plays and blue neon lights come on and point to the stage where Tek is at standing looking right at the ring. He makes is way down the ramp to the crowd booing him. He stops at the bottom of the ramp and looks around at the crowd, he walks to the ring and gets on the apron and sits on the ropes looking at the ramp.
“ With Oden On Our Side” Hit’s the PA system.
Zach Davis: There it is, that Viking Metal. The Hardcore Champ is on his way!
The arena grows dark as the fans get to their feet to catch a glimpse of the stage. The fans stand and cheer an once the vocals starts, the arena lights flash back on and there stands Odin Balfore, centre stage. Odin stares down at the ring with a sinister grin as the fans sing along with the chorus.
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
The fans pop insanely right after as Odin begins to walk down the ramp at a slow an methodical pace. Once he gets to the foot of the ring, he steps up on it and looks around the arena again before stepping over the ropes..
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist...
Odin cuts off the fans as he raises his hand in triumph. Odin turns back to the ring as the fans finish their part.
Crowd: The battle is.. already won!
Odin stares down his opponent as he waits for the match to get underway.
Erin Robbins: Look. Odin's staring off into space but look at Tek's eyes, The coldblooded assassin is calculating. He's already got a plan.
Zach Davis: If the plan isnt get himself counted out, its a horrible plan.
Tek plays it smart and doesnt go after Odin. He crouches on the balls of his feet, ready to move, waiting for Odin. Odin takes a step back and looks around for a moment and charges suddenly, trying to take Tek off guard. Odin goes for a big boot -
Erin Robbins: Tek with that Agent Smith, Matrix dodge.
Odin catches himself before he hits the ropes. Odin turns back around.
Zach Davis: Tek with a superkick!
Teks super kick catches Odin flat footed as he stumbles towards the ropes. Tek runs at him, hitting Odin with a Flying Elbow. Odin is rocked as he as he's hunched over the ropes, Tek cleared the ropes, catching the top rope as he cleared the ring, landing feet first on the apron. With out losing a step he grabs Odins head and jumps down to the floor with a guillotine neck breaker. Odin stumbles off the ropes as Tek gets back on the apron, sling shooting himself on the top rope then spring boarding off if it with a cross body.
Zach Davis: Spring board cross body is caught! Odin slams him down.
Odin starts stomping away at Tek, Tek lies motionless. Odin hits the ropes and leaps into the air for an elbow drop.
Erin Robbins: MISS! Tek moved out of the way. See, I told you. Smart man.
Odin lands hard on his elbow. Tek gets to his feet and starts laying stuff kicks into Odins back and chest.
Erin Robbins: Running knee lift by Tek!
Zach Davis: Odin's stunned. The lights are dimming.
Erin Robbins: Cross face!
Tek has the cross face on Odin, hoping those stuff kicks did enough damage to lock it in.
Zach Daivs: He has it, Tek has the cross face locked in.
Odin struggles, he's in the middle of the ring. He has no where to go, no where to go but up. Odin takes his time, struggling to his feet, withstanding the pain and carrying the full two hundred plus pounds of the coldblooded assassin on his left arm.
Zach Davis: Sidewalk slam!
Odin picks up Tek and tries to lock in a Gogoplata submission but Tek quick flips over, getting a one legged pin on Odin.
Erin Robbins: Tek with a skilful pin attempted.
Tek gets to his feet first as Odin just gets to one knee. Tek tries a savant kick but its caught by Odin. Odin gets to his feet, he drops Teks leg and grabs him by the throat. Odin picks Tek up for a choke slam -
Erin Robbins: Tek floats over Odins shoulder.
Zach Davis: Odin turns around..
Erin Davis: Out Cold! Jumping STO!
Erin Robbins: Good night Odin.
Zach Davis: Odin just gets the shoulder up! He just beats the three count.
Erin Robbins: This big bastard needs to stay down! Stay down!
Tek covers again.
Tek gets Odin to his feet and starts choping him down again with stiff kicks. Tek hooks Odin up – DDT!
Erin Robbins: DDT into a dragon sleeper.
Odin uses his size to bridge himself up. He uses his long reach to grab Tek around the neck and and lets his feet out.
Zach Davis: Tek, face first into the mat. Unique reversal by Odin Balfore.
Odin gets up and squeezes his throat then looks at his hand then closes it into a fist. Tek gets to his feet.
Zach Davis: Surtrs Revenge.
Erin Robbins: Tek ducks over it with a step behind.
Odin's fist follows Tek like a homing missile and Odin redirects with a massive backhand. The light in Teks out flicker as Tek falls to the ground.
Erin Robbins: Did Tek just get bitch slapped?
Zach Davis: Liking your guy now? You might be able to out maneuver Odin but once he catches you.
Erin Robbins: That's if he catches you. Odin got lucky. He's been on the receiving end of The cold Blooded beatdown this entire match.
Zach Davis: Well now The Cold Blooded Assassin is on the receiving end of The Nordic Tank.
Tek is down as Odin looks around and smiles.
Tek gets to his feet and comes at Odin again but Odin catches him around the throat..
Zach Davis: RAGNAROK!
Erin Robbins: Ah, Son of that whore Shannon Lerch!
Zach Davis: Odin picks up the win but what a great showing by Tek. Gotta give him his due.
Erin Robbins: If it wasnt for Odin's massive reach, he woulda been choked out by that dragon sleeper.
“ With Odin on Our Side “ hits the PA system as Odin taunts for the crowd. Tek is slow to get to his feet with the refs help but he manages to stand, holding his head.
Zach Davis: Tek extends his hand. He wants to shake?
Crowd: Tek ! Tek! Tek!
Erin Robbins: They shake!?
Odin smiles and nods “ yes. “ Tek tries to leave and break the gesture but Odin holds on. Tek looks back as Odin shakes his head “ no.”
Zach Davis: Odin with a kick to the gut! No Odin, don't!
Zach Davis: OH MY GAWD!
Erin Robbins: Mark of Odin ! Right after that Hellacious match.
Zach Davis: Way to speak in sound bytes. Are you gonna tell us next that Tek is getting beat like a government mule with a case of the limber tail.
Erin Robbins: What does that even mean.
Zach Davis: You tell me. Hey! Hey, Wheres Odin going?
Erin Robbins: He's getting the hell out of the ring. I think he realized what he did.
Zach Davis: He's looking under the ring. Is that? He's got a table!
Erin Robbins: Maybe he feels inferior to Polar. Being the Co champion. Trying to show him up.
The ref warns him about it. Odin pushes the ref aside and gets up the table. Teks down and out. Ragnarok AND The Mark of Odin are just too much.
Suddenly the fans start going crazy.
Erin Robbins: Whats going on over there? Someones coming through the crowd.
Zach Davis: Its ZMAC! It's Zombie McMorris in his tattered jeans and black leather jacket! The Honey Badger is back!
Crowd: ZMAC! ZMAC! ZMAC!
Erin Robbins: Not good news for Tek.
ZMAC slides into the ring just as Odin had set up the table. ZMAC picks up Tek and tries to hold Odin at bay. He pushes Odin back a few steps so Tek can get his bearings.
Zach & Erin: WHAT THE HELL!?
Zach Davis: ZMAC with that fire ball right in the face of Tek.
No sooner can Tek react to the fire ball is he thrown into Odin who scopps him back up and power bombs him through the table.
Zach Davis: No way! Zombie McMorris is back and he's aligned with Odin!
Erin Robbins: Poor Tek. Sucks to be him. He went HAM too.
ZMAC and Odin look at the destruction of The Coldblooded Assassin.
Crowd: Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!
Zach Davis: That was crazy.
Crowd: Bobby – C! Bobby – C!
Erin Robbins: It's not ZMAC at all! It's Bobby Cairo!
Zach Davis: Bobby Cairo!? What happened to being apart of EPPW management? What is this?
The Godfather of Professional Wrestling stands tall over the lifeless and charbroiled essence of Tek. Cairo pulls off his leather jacket to reveal a t-shirt with The Thickness written in bold lettering and forbidden imagery of the thickness smashing the poon.
Zach Davis: What the fuck is this, some kind of set-up?
Cairo flips the bird toward Zach Davis at the announce table before turning his attention to bigger and better things - namely the tits of the blonde ringside attendant who hands Cairo a mic.
Zach Davis: Is this even the real Bobby Cairo? None of it makes sense to me. There must be two Bobby Cairos running around... or something.
Bobby Cairo: My words better be coming out in gold font when this hits the internet, because Cairo don't accept anything less. The Thickness was not just some cheap commercialized ass gimmick. This is a culture, a way of life. We hear Bravado and Cryogenix and all these other bitch ass wiggers running their mouths with the weak, the sad, the impotent. The Thickness is strong like bull. I see you, I hear you, I will never be impressed by you. The Thickness does not honor you by so much as shitting on your chest You are beneath this beefy slab of dignity. The Thickness is the law in town and that means that we run this sports entertainment organization. You thought you knew gangland warfare? You'll find out what it's like when you're fighting it out over the last boiled egg for breakfast on a Sunday morning, holiest day of the weekend. But then I ask the question, where is your God now? And the answer invariably returns, between Bobby Cairo's legs.
Odin takes the Microphone.
Odin Balfore: EPPW. We do this for WCF. The WCF that got each and everyone of you in the stands. The spirit that sucked you in and the very spirit that still thrives in your heart. Back in the day, I was part of a very successful with Bobby's protegee, Phillp Baines and the world always wondered what would come about from an Odin Balfore/ Bobby Cairo team up. Well.. you're about to find out.
Zach Davis: He just said... WHAT?! Odin Balfore and Bobby Cairo have teamed up, and we're not just talking about running a train on Ana Valentine with Zombie McMorris!
Crowd: THE THICKNESS! THE THICKNESS! THE THICKNESS!
Cairo provides calming gestures with his hands, manipulating the audience members as if they are the poon.
Bobby Cairo: Children, Bobby Cairo and Odin Balfore ain't about these little boy games! We wear grown man pants, thickness pants, which are kind of like stretch pants because the fabric allows the thickness to spread its full girth without being encumbered. Big dicks and wondrous pants aside, I say all of that to say this: There's a new sheriff in town and his name is The Thickness! Eric Price? You're done. Polar Phantasm? That's a wrap. It begins tonight and it don't stop until the feeling is right.
Cairo motions toward Tek, who is still unconscious and being stretchered away by EMTs.
Bobby Cairo: This is the precum. The tease before ejaculation. Poor bastard never had a chance. Lord God Adolfo Thickni, Jr. looked into Tek's eyes tonight and said "Damn, son, you just got knocked the fuck out!" My ex-wife put up a better fight when she took my mansion and my yacht, the cunt. But whereas the Coldblooded Assassin will bounce back, The Thickness will not be so kind to those who have committed unspeakable acts of treason upon the wild, don't give a fuck attitude of old school WCF. Which is to say that their heresy will be rectified, or in Thickness terms erectified. Because Robin Thicke might have a big dick, but Odin Balfore and Bobby Cairo are Robin Thickness.
Cairo and Balfore glare into the camera lens, thickness in full fledged form, while "Blurred Lines" hits the PA, quickly replaced by "Ready or Not" by the Fugees, the only song thick enough to serve as theme music for The Thickness.
Erin Robbins: This makes me uncomfortable.
We go backstage, where Eric Price was watching this on a monitor. Seated near him is none other than... Bobby Cairo?
Eric Price: Uh, Bobby, did you see this? It looks like you just came out with Odin Balfore.
Bobby isn't paying close attention; he's reading a book.
Bobby Cairo: Huh? Did I? I don't think so, Eric, I'm right here.
Eric and Bobby share a confused look.
Bobby Cairo: Weird.
Eric Price: Weird.
We go to commercial.
Zach Davis: Alright fans, time for the big tag team match everyone has been talking about. There has been a lot of talk between the competitors.
Erin Robbins: In fact, for those who have been keeping track, there is deep history between Polar Phantasm and Oblivion. Well, Hell there is ton of history between Jay Price and Oblivion, as well.
Zach Davis: Considering that Polar Phantasm is the current WCF Hardcore Champion, the other three competitors have held the hardcore championship as well.
Erin Robbins: So, we should expect an action packed match.
Zach Davis: We shall see.
Erin Robbins: Why must you always get the last word.
Zach Davis: .... because.
Erin Robbins: UGH!! Whatever!!
The house lights go down, as a red lights go over the crowd. The cameras pan around the arena. Two balls of fire come down from the rafters and hit the stage setting it ablaze. Angel of Darkness begins to play, as the sound of a whinning horse is heard from within the flames. eras pan around a jam packed WCF Arena. The fans are holding up various signs. The atmosphere is explosive and some of the crowd is cheering. While, the rest, of the crowd are booing. "Breathe" by Prodigy begins to play. The bass like synth begin to blare out. 14 seconds later the drums come through...
BREATHE WITH ME!!
As the flames die down there in the center of the stage is Denise D'Evil and The Monster Oblivion. The Deathbringer and The Monster proceed down the ramp. as The Gathering begin to scatter around the nearby security railing, harassing the nearby crowd. The Vixens come slinking out...
Come play my game
The Vixens skip around the ring, as Denise D'Evil and Oblivion enter the ring. Oblivion goes to a nearby corner and climbs up to the second turnbuckle as The Deathbringer removes her black cloak, as they watch for their opponents.
Erin Robbins: I didn't want to say a word, as The Deathbringer and The Monster were approaching the ring, didn't want to disturb their awesomeness.
Zach Davis: Now, I get to say it... WHATEVER-ER-ER!!
Erin Robbins: Watch it, little man!!
Zach Davis talks under his breath...
Zach Davis: whatever.
Deep Purple's "The Battle Rages On" hits the PA system as the lights in the arena dim down. Spotlights swirl around the crowd before landing on the stage as The Agents Of The Impossible, Jay Price and Polar Phantasm, walk out from the back to a mighty pop from the crowd. They wave to the crowd and then give each other a fist bump before making their way down the ramp, taking time to slap outstretched hands and get a quick photo with a fan or two. Oblivion points down at Price and Phantasm. Jay Price rolls in under the bottom rope as Polar takes the ring steps up onto the apron before stepping into the ring. Once inside, the ring, both Jay Price and Polar Phantasm discuss strategies for the match, while giving the impatient fans the occasional wave. Thousands of camera flash throughout the arena.
Zach Davis: I didn't want to say a word because I didn't want to interrupt their awesomeness.
Erin Robbins: You are a complete jackass. You know that, right?
Zach Davis: It looks like Polar Phantasm and Oblivion will start off for their teams.
Polar Phantasm and The Monster circle the ring, as they glare at each other with ice cold stares.
Erin Robbins: There is major history between these two.
The two collide, in the center, of the ring. Oblivion uses IT's massive size difference as IT puses Polar Phantasm back into a corner.
Zach Davis: Stanley Moser is there to separate the two.
Stanley Moser: ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR... Okay Oblivion back up or I'm gonna dq your ass!!
Oblivion slowly backs up with IT's arms in the air. The Monster has a smirk across IT's face....
Erin Robbins: Oblivion takes a wild swing, but misses, smacking the top turnbuckle instead!!
Polar Phantasm just bounces out of the way, pointing to the side of his own head.
Zach Davis: Polar Phantasm just told Oblivion that he is smarter than The Monster is.
They go into to lock up.....
Erin Robbins: A massive boot by Oblivion to the mid-section of Polar Phantasm.
Oblivion nails Phantasm with a swinging massive right fist.
Zach Davis: The Monster nails a stumbling Polar Phantasm with another massive right fist.
Erin Robbins: Oblivion misses with an errant clothesline.
Polar Phantasm runs at Oblivion and nails IT with a running elbow smash.
Zach Davis: That caught Oblivion off guard.
Zach Davis: A knee smash into the mid-section of The Dark One Oblivion.
Polar Phantasm nails Oblivion with a jumping back kick.
Erin Robbins: The Monster stumbles back... HERE COMES POLAR PHANTASM!!!
Zach Davis: Oblivion catches Polar Phantasm....
Erin Robbins: Oblivion nails Phantasm with a quick release belly to belly suplex.
Oblivion grabs Polar Phantasm....
Zach Davis: With two quick forearm smashes, Oblivion tosses Polar Phantasm into the ropes...
Erin Robbins: Oblivion misses with a massive clothesline.
Polar Phantasm bounces off the ropes and charges at Oblivion, who drops down and Phantasm bounces over The Monster and proceeds with momentum and bounces off the ropes. Oblivion leapfrogs over IT'scharging opponent. Phantasm bounces off the ropes....
Polar Phantasm: UUUUUUGH!!!
Zach Davis: A nasty tilt-whirl back breaker done by Oblivion.
The Monster grabs IT's opponent, as IT tags in IT's partner.
Erin Robbins: Oblivion tags in The Deathbringer Denise D'Evil.
Oblivion whips IT's opponent into the ropes. Phantasm bounces off the ropes and charges at his two opponents. Oblivion drops down and Polar Phantasm bounces over The Monster....
Erin Robbins: SPEAR!! SPEAR!!
Polar Phantasm grabs his stomach, writhing in pain. Deathbringer drops down to her knees and grabs Polar Phantasm by the hair and sniffs him, then tosses his head violently back down to the mat. Deathbringer jumps up into the air and drops with a fist to the skull of Phantasm. While smiling, Denise D'Evil dips down to grab for her opponent....
Zach Davis: Polar Phantasm tags Denise D'Evil with a kick to the head, which makes her stumble back.
The Deathbringer charges at her opponent....
Erin Robbins: Polar Phantasm nails Denise D'Evil with a jumping back kick!!
Without wasting any time....
Zach Davis: POLAR PHANTASM TAGS IN JAY PRICE!!
The Deathbringer is facing away....
Erin Robbins: CHOP BLOCK!!!
Price grabs D'Evil....
Zach Davis: Jay Price ceremoniously dumped The Deathbringer with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex!!
Erin Robbins: The Monster has had enough!!
Oblivion enters the ring, but referee Stanley Moser stops him. That gives The Agents of the Impossible a perfect opportunity. Price runs off of the ropes and attacks Denise D'Evil with a double knee-drop. Polar jumps from the second turnbuckle with his Antarctican Jam legdrop.
Zach Davis: Jay Price is going for the pin.
The referee slides into position, as Polar Phantasm runs towards a charging Oblivion. The Monster grabs Polar Phantasm with a quick bearhug....
Erin Robbins: BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!
Crowd: THR... NO-O-O!!
Zach Davis: Oblivion with a save.
Polar Phantasm slowly gets up and walks back to his corner, as the referee orders Oblivion back to IT's corner. Jay Price kips up and grabs Denise D'Evil....
Erin Robbins: SMALL PACKAGE!!!
The crowd begins to cheer....
Crowd: LET'S GO AGENTS!! <clap-clap... clap-clap-clap!!> LET'S GO AGENTS!! <clap-clap... clap-clap-clap!!> LET'S GO AGENTS!! <clap-clap... clap-clap-clap!!>
Price grabs The Deathbringer by the hair and...
Zach Davis: Arm drag!!!
Erin Robbins: Hip toss!!
Zach Davis: Arm drag!!
Erin Robbins: Hip toss!!
Price grabs for D'Evil and tags in Polar Phantasm.
Zach Davis: Polar Phantasm grabs his opponent and drops her with a back body drop....
Erin Robbins: NO!!! Ms. D'Evil holds on for a schoolboy roll up.
Zach Davis: Jay Price with the save.
Price goes to grab The Deathbringer...
Denise D'Evil hits Price with a spinning backhand...
Erin Robbins: Spinning roundhouse kick!!
That causes Price to stumble around...
Zach Davis: CLOTHESLINE!!
Erin Robbins: She forgot about Polar Phantasm!!
Oblivion is pacing on the ring apron. BACK AND FORTH! BACK AND FORTH!!
Zach Davis: OBLIVION IS HUNGRY!! IT NEEDS TO RIP INTO FLESH!! The monster needs a tag.
Polar Phantasm step back and waits for Denise D'Evil to stand up....
Erin Robbins: ENZIGUIRI!!
The Deathbringer crashes backwards into the corner.
Zach Davis: Polar Phantasm stalks his opponent, while tapping his forehead with his right palm, of his hand.
Erin Robbins: It about time to get nasty...
Phantasm gets real close to D'Evil...
Zach Davis: Nasty headbutts by Polar Phantasm.
Phantasm goes for another....
Erin Robbins: Phantasm misses and Denise D'Evil rolls out of the way and tags in...
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD... HERE COMES THE MONSTER OBLIVION!!!
Oblivion charges in towards Polar Phantasm...
Erin Robbins: CLOTHESLINE!!
Zach Davis: Here comes Jay Price...
Erin Robbins: SWINGING DOUBLE SLEDGEHAMMER FISTS!!
Oblivion picks up Phantasm...
Zach Davis: FALLING DOCTOR!! GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB!!
Jay Price runs over to Oblivion...
Erin Robbins: Price dropkicks Oblivion on the back of IT's head!!
Oblivion stumbles towards the corner.
Zach Davis: Jay Price is charging at The Monster....
Erin Robbins: A running enziguiri!!
That causes The Monster to fall down, with IT's back to the turnbuckles. the crowd goes crazy, as Jay Price smile, right before charging a seated Oblivion....
Zach Davis: A running dropkick to the face of Oblivion.
Stanley Moser: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING PRICE. YOU'RE NOT THE LEGAL MAN. GET YER ASS OUT OFF THE RING.
Polar Phantasm goes to Oblivion and pick IT up. Phantasm grabs Oblivion's arm and nails him with a shoulder thrust...
Erin Robbins: ANOTHER SHOULDER THRUST!!
Zach Davis: ANOTHER SHOULDER THRUST!!
Oblivion begins to shake.
Erin Robbins: The Monster is starting to get pissed!!!
Oblivion begins to shake. With IT's gnarly hands balled up into massive fists, IT shakes IT's head and hands.
Zach Davis: A punch to the head....
Erin Robbins: Oblivion nails Phantasm with multiple knee lifts!!
Zach Davis: Oblivion nails Phantasm with multiple headbutts!!
Oblivion swings Polar Phantasm around to the corner....
WHAM!! WHAM!! WHAM!! WHAM!!
Erin Robbins: The Monster nails Polar Phantasm with multiple turnbuckle smashes!!
Phantasm stumbles around and...
Zach Davis: The Monster has Polar Phantasm on IT's shoulder!!!
The crowd goes crazy....
Erin Robbins: 5150!! 5150!!
Out of nowhere...
Price spins Oblivion around and stomps a boot into IT's mid-section.
Zach Davis: Jay Price picks up The Monster Price simply pushing The Monster off of him while letting go, dropping Oblivion directly onto the back of IT's head and neck.
Erin Robbins: OH... MY.... GO-O-O-ODD-DD-D-D!!
Zach Davis: Here comes The Deathbringer.....
Denise d'Evil grabs Jay price around his chest....
Erin Robbins: There Can Be Only One!!
Zach Davis: HERE COMES POLAR PHANTASM!!!
Polar Phantasm spins Denise d'Evil around and grabs her into a fisherman's suplex and...
Erin Robbins: BRAINBUSTER!! ICE CAP!!
Zach Davis: WHERE IN THE HELL DID THE MONSTER COME FROM?!?!
Oblivion grabs Polar Phantasm and whip him into the ropes. Phantasm bounces off the ropes and Oblivion grabs Phantasm by the legs and rotates him around and....
Erin Robbins: SPIKE DDT!!! BLACK HOLE!!
Then out of nowhere, The Monster collapses and a nearby cameraman pans the camera around the ring and everyone of the competitors are laying face down on the mat. However, Price and Denise are both stumbling up.
Zach Davis: What's going to happen here?
Price ducks a Short Arm Clothesline attempt, then-
Zach Davis: THE DOWNFALL.
Price hits it! He pins Denise, hooking the leg.
Erin Robbins: Aanndd this madness is over.
The bell sounds as Price helps Polar to his feet.
Zach Davis: Once again... Cryogenix is victorious here tonight.
“The Touch” by Stan Bush starts playing over the speaker system of the Verizon Wireless Coliseum as the first lines of the song start “You’ve got the touch … you’ve got the power ….. yeah!”
Eric Price is already in the ring, wearing the same suit and strangely enough, the EPPW World Title around his shoulder.
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the EPPW Chairman of the Board, Owner, CIO, and EPPW Internet Champion, Eric Price!
Crowd boos loudly as the music dies down.
Zach Davis: Eric Price in the ring, he promised an announcement regarding the World Title here this evening.
Erin Robbins: And with what Steve Orbit did to the official EPPW World Title, it’s not surprising our chairman would have something to say on this matter.
Eric Price: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, the new EPPW World Champion … “The Mack” STEVE ORBIT!
The opening synth of "Flash Light" by Parlaiment hits the PA. The arena goes dark until the first "YOWWW" in the song, at which point a pink strobe light begins to flash throughout the arena. Small pink lights swirl around the crowd and the entire arena and eventually converge into one big pink spotlight as "The Mack" Steve Orbit appears at the top of the aisle, his custom EPPW World Title belt over his shoulder.
Zach Davis: And Eric Price presenting the new World Champion here, he had some sad words for the former champion who is not here tonight but he has been rather supportive, surprisingly of the new champion.
Erin Robbins: Why is that surprising Zach? Eric Price is all about fair leadership, it’s a core value he espouses daily.
Zach Davis: I … um … nevermind.
Steve takes his time, strutting down the ramp, talking to fans who cheer him on. He continues to flirt with the girls in the crowd as he enters the ring, showing off his title belt as he is in a suit right now with his pimp hat and blowing kisses. The crowd goes bananas when he hits the ring, as OR-BIT chants are heard all over the arena. He simply looks on at Eric Price who stands in the center of the ring applauding him.
Eric Price: Ladies and gentlemen here is your new EPPW World Heavyweight Champion, STEVE ORBIT!
Crowd: Orbit! Orbit! Orbit!
Eric Price: First off, I want to start by saying congratulations to your Mr. Orbit … my friend, congratulations on becoming the new EPPW World Heavyweight Champion!
Eric extends his hand to shake Steve’s and Steve extends his hand as well as they shake hands.
Zach Davis: “My friend” … that’s got to be the most insincere …
Erin Robbins: Noblest gesture I’ve ever seen. Truly magnanimous of our owner.
Eric Price: Yes, this is your first title run and I have to say congratulations on becoming the top champion of my company, you sir now represent my company! With that come certain rights and responsibilities. The reason I brought you out here though is to discuss what you did earlier this evening, I notice you’re carrying a custom title belt after unceremoniously tossing the official title belt aside.
Eric Price: Mr. Orbit, unlike all my other colleagues in Bravado, I actually do support you as World Champion in my company, I think you’d make a great face and personality for the company. You have that raw talent and charisma that I look for in great wrestlers! And you and I … you and I together we could take this company to even greater heights because under my tutelage, under my leadership, you could really thrive and dare I say it, become the greatest World Champion of all time. You’d still be second to my title reign obviously but you’d still be among the elite of this company.
Eric pretends to hand the microphone off to Steve Orbit but points it back at himself.
Eric Price: Now then, I will remind you of the fact that the belt you’re carrying is not the official EPPW World Heavyweight Title belt and I will not recognize it as the official championship belt! You need to take this title and wear it proudly, all you have to do is hand me that custom title and I’ll dispose of it properly.
Steve looks at Eric with and just chuckles at him
Steve Orbit: HELL nah.
Eric Price: No … NO is what you’re telling me Mr. Orbit. You just don’t seem to understand Mr. Orbit, I’m not asking you, I’m telling you that you will give me that title belt and I will give you the official title belt and honestly, together, you and I will take this company to greater heights and I will make you an even richer man. Trust me, I take care of my champion and I will ensure that you’re well taken care of, all you have to do is listen to me. You simply have to learn a few things and you could be the greatest champion of all time because honestly right now, you’re nowhere near World Champion material?
Steve Orbit: Is that right? Aight, I'll play along. You tell me-- what's it take to be World champion material, according to Eric Price?
Eric Price: It’s very simple. First off, you have to do what I tell you! Second, you have to learn to speak properly and enunciate and let me say that really slowly for you so you and these people understand … you need to e-nun-ci-ate pro-per-ly! That means speaking correctly with proper diction and grammar as opposed to speaking like you’re from “the hood” where “ebonics” are commonly spoken. No no, to be a good champion you need to be a role model, an ideal for people to strive to be … that is a great World Champion in my view. Despite what I consider your gaudy attire, it is appropriate for a World Champion to wear a suit and I appreciate that you do.
Steve Orbit: So I guess you expect me to kiss your ass and do what I'm told like the rest of your Bravado lackies, huh?
Eric just shakes his head in disapproval.
Eric Price: It’s not about what I want, it’s about what’s best for the company and I know what’s best for my company! Now Mr. Orbit, we can either do this the easy or we can do this the hard way and that decision is yours to make. Just keep in mind that if you join me, if you accept my help, you will be assured a great career path for the future and that I will ensure you are pushed to the moon as the greatest champion, the greatest World Champion of all time! I have faith in you Mr. Orbit and I know that you have what it takes and with the proper education, the proper molding, with my guidance, you will achieve that goal and become one of the all time greats! What do you say Mr. Orbit?
Steve looks on at Eric as his curiosity is piqued.
Steve Orbit: Let me make this clear to you, "Mister Price". I got all the education and molding I need, growin' up on the streets of Oakland. I ain't changin' who I am. I CAN'T change who I am, and I WON'T... change who I am.
The crowd pops.
Steve Orbit: While I'm World champion... which, by the way, I DO aim to be the greatest of all time-- but while I'm working towards that goal, I don't need no guidance from you, or nobody else. I dunno what you really doin' out here. You come out here and insult me, insult the way I talk, the way I carry myself-- maybe you scared that I'm the champion, and you should be-- but listen up real good. I don't like what you're doin' with this company, Eric-- and I don't like YOU.
Eric is obviously unhappy with Orbit's words.
Steve Orbit: Does that answer your question? If not, maybe this will--
Orbit drops the mic and Pimp Slaps Eric Price, before giving him his signature jawbreaker for good measure, leaving him laid out on the canvas as the crowd cheers loudly.
Erin Robbins: Now wait a minute, what the hell is this? Assaulting our owner, our chairman like this. This is uncalled for!
Zach Davis: That’s what he gets for being an arrogant fool.
Erin Robbins: Fool … the only fool in that ring is Steve Orbit, Eric Price offered him the chance to be the greatest World Champion of all time and he just threw it away like nothing. He’s going to get what he’s got coming to him soon enough!
Zach Davis: The new World Champion showing he’s not going to be some corporate pet and he’s certainly not going to bow to Eric Price!
Orbit takes Price's EPPW World title and throws it on top of him. He then raises his custom title in the air as the crowd pops... all of a sudden, the crowd starts to boo.
Zach Davis: Nathan von Leibert is here!
Indeed, NvL is running towards the ring, chair in hand. Orbit is up on the turnbuckle, unaware of his presence.
Erin Robbins: Looks like Steve Orbit will be paying for that blindside attack on our company's owner.
Zach Davis: They were FACING each other! How is that blindside?
NvL slides into the ring, and Orbit hops off the turnbuckle. He turns around--
Zach Davis: The Mack takes a chair shot to the head! Completely surprised by NvL. Now that is a blindside attack!
Erin Robbins: He deserves it. An eye for an eye, Zach, he never should have put his hands on his BOSS!
Von Leibert continues to beat Orbit with the chair. After four or five more chair shots, he tosses the chair aside and stands over Orbit's body. Eric Price has slid out of the ring and stands at ringside, laughing, but holding his jaw.
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall! Coming to the ring first... hailing from Birmingham Alabama, weighing in at 269 pounds... Terry Roberts!
The house lights dim as the jumbo screen showers with static before bold red letters flash across them.
The screen then begins showing highlights of Terry's WCF career as the first chords of Motorheads "Hellraiser" booms over the crowd with a near mesmerizing visual assault of decadent red, purple, and black strobing laser lights bringing the fans to their feet, followed by a massive wall of flames that rain down on, as another wall of flame shoots up from the main stage lasting 20 seconds creating a large billowing cloud of white smoke. As the song goes into the chorus, Terry, with a red and black guitar slung over his shoulder steps forth from the misty haze. Looking out upon the frenzied crowd with a pretentiously cocky grin that matches the bad intent in his eyes. once his gaze comes to the ring, he takes a battle styled side stance pointing to the ring just as the song hits a drum/guitar solo, the screen breaks from the highlights to flash more red letters that the fans read out in unison.
Terry then heads to the ring, feeding off the electric excitement in the air as he works the fans into a frenzy, when he arrives at ringside, he unstraps the guitar, walks over to the nearest ring post, raising the stock end of the guitar high into the air, blowing a clear mist towards it, creating an enormous fireball that floats high over the ring getting a big pop from the crowd. As Terry climbs up the ring stairs stepping through the ropes into the ring, the song fades, the strobes end, the house lights return to normal. Once at his corner he takes off his non wrestling gear before crouching down, staring coldly at his opponent. The pretentiously cocky smile replaced with an hateful scowl that matches the disdain in his eyes.
His music dies down, and is replaced by “Chicken in Black” by Johnny Cash. Scott Savage slowly steps out onto the ramp, to a chorus of boos. The boos only get louder when he points to the entrance ramp, and John Gobble steps out from behind the curtain. He throws his fists in the air, a sScott gives him a few last minute words of wisdom.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent... hailing from Istanbul, Turkey, weighing in at
Zach Davis: This is going to be an interesting match. John Gobble gives up half a foot, and 48 pounds to Terry Roberts.
Scott and John walk down the ramp, exchanging angry words with some fans at ringside. When they reach the ring, Scott climbs the steps, and holds the ropes open for his client. Gobble struts around the ring for a moment, as his music, and the screams of the crowd die down. The ref goes through a quick reading of the rules, and signals for the bell to ring. The two men circle each other for a moment, and Terry Roberts is the first to attack. He charges, but Gobble ducks under his outstretched arms, and delivers several swift kicks to his thigh.
Erin Robbins: Gobble trying to knot up that hamstring early in this match. Smart move.
Terry swings hard, and clubs Gobble across the jaw, sending the smaller man stumbling across the ring. Roberts is on him immediately, pressing him back against the ropes, and delivering a heavy forearm club to his chest. Gobble scrambles sideways to avoid Roberts, but finds himself trapped in the corner, with Terry sending two stiff knees to his midsection. He then grabs Gobble by the neck and arm, hittign him with a beal toss to the center of the ring. The ref yells at him for trapping Gobble by the ropes, as John crawls to the opposite corner. Scott walks by him as the ref is distracted, and hands him a small object.
Zach Davis: What did Savage just hand him?!
Erin Robbins: Looked like a pair of brass knuckles to me.
Gobble reveals that she is right, as he slides the metal object over his fingers. Scott jumps up on the apron to keep the ref distracted, as Terry walks toward Gobble. John stands to his feet, and swigns for the fences. Gobble connects hard with the side of Terry's head, knocking him unconscious. He tosses the weapon out of the ring before the ref can turn around, and dives on Terry for the cover.
The bell rings, and Scott joins his client in the ring for a victory celebration.
Kyle Steel: You winner... John Gobble!
Zach Davis: This is disgusting! John Gobble should have been disqualified.
Erin Robbins: The ref didn't see it, and there's no instant replay in wrestling. John Gobble gets the win.
Suddenly, Waylon Cash and Ana Valentine sprint down the ramp, steel chairs in hand. They join Scott and Gobble in the ring, and immediately begin bringing their chairs down hard on Terry Roberts. They each get two or three shots in, before tossing their weapons aside. Scott gives a command that can't be heard over the booing crowd, causing Waylon and Gobble to leave the ring. He lifts Terry's lifeless body, and waits, as Ana climbs tot he top rope.
Zach Davis: Enough is enough! What the hell are they doing now?!
Ana answers the question by jumping off the top, and hitting Terry with a stiff dropkick to the face, after Scott Savage dives out of the way. Terry is now bleeding, and S-PAC looks like they're going to try to get some more out of him, but at that moment, Night Rider, Oblivion, and Denise D-Evil come sprinting down the ramp. The attackers have bailed out of the ring, and begun their exit through the crowd before the rest of AoD can get their revenge. Scott smiles back at the team, as they check on Terry, and the crowd screams in wild anger.
Zach Davis: I can't believe this.
Erin Robbins: Oh wow. That was quick.
Zach Davis: What?
Erin Robbins: I just got a text message from Scott Savage. It says “This is what you get for your actions at Ultimate Showdown. This is only the beginning.”
Slowly, Terry's team helps him to his feet, and take him back to the locker room, as the fans continue their booing.
“The Touch” by Stan Bush starts playing over the speaker system of the Verizon Wireless Center as the first lines of the song start “You’ve got the touch … you’ve got the power ….. yeah!”
Eric Price makes his way to the ring wearing a black v-neck t-shirt, black jeans, and a clipboard in hand, the Internet Title draped around his shoulder.
Zach Davis: And looks like we’re set to see Eric Price in action against “The Rookie” Thomas Buckley this evening.
Erin Robbins: Yes but it looks like he also has some business to attend to here as well.
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest has…
Eric asks Kyle to leave the ring as he steps in as he has some business to attend to. As he does, he also demands that he leave the microphone in the ring.
Zach Davis: And Eric Price asking our ring announcer Kyle Steel to get out of the ring as apparently has he has something to say.
Eric Price: Before my match here this evening, there is a matter I have been dealing with in the past few weeks and frankly I am sick and tired of it. Bravado but more importantly I will not be disrespected! This “Masked Man” thinks he can just go around and do what he wants when he wants around here? NO! He has to learn to respect authority and without a contract, what he does constitutes law infringement! Now admittedly, about two weeks ago, I challenged him to a fight and EPPW officials separated it, I was later advised that if I am to compete against this individual, I should have him signed to a contract therefore that is what I’m doing here this evening.
Erin Robbins: Wow … he really wants to fight him.
Eric Price: Now … as we do not know who the hell this masked individual is, it doesn’t really matter who signs it. With that in mind, here we go.
Eric Price pulls out a pen and asks the cameraman to zoom in real close as he signs the contract in place of the masked man. He signs it with a big X at the bottom.
Eric Price: Believe it or not ladies and gentlemen, an X constitutes a legal signature and in our case, we don’t know who this masked individual is so I just signed the document and he is official and masked man, don’t know if you’re here this week or not but if you’re listening, I’m challenging you. At the top of the 2nd hour of Slam next week, I want you in this ring and you and I are going to have a fight … not a match, this is a straight up fight, you and me simply going at it to prove who the better man is.
Crowd gives a mixed reaction of cheers and boos
Zach Davis: So Eric Price is now challenging the masked man to a fight next week live at the top of the second hour of Slam, a very interesting development.
Erin Robbins: More than that though, apparently this masked individual is now signed to an official EPPW contract as Eric Price wants to be able to fight him without legal repercussions.
Eric Price: Now Kyle Steel, please proceed as this match is still set to go on.
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing at 245 lbs., standing at 6’ 4”, from Pacific Palisades, CA, he is the EPPW Chairman of the Board, Owner, and CIO as well as the EPPW Internet Champion, Eric Price!
Crowd boos loudly
Zach Davis: And we’re set to still see this match between Eric Price and Thomas Buckley.
No entrance music is played as Thomas Buckley appears on stage and starts making his way down to mixed reaction, mostly cheers as he walks down toward the ring.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent, from New Jersey, standing at 5’7”, weighing in at 176 lbs., he is “The Rookie” Thomas Buckley!
Erin Robbins: And Thomas Buckley on his way to the ring here, he has a lot to prove this evening. He was the only one who walked out with nothing from the Ultimate Showdown match.
Zach Davis: Technically Eric Price shouldn’t have walked out with a title either but due to Seth Lerch sticking his nose…
Erin Robbins: …being fair and just, the titles ended up distributed properly.
Zach Davis: Your opinion, regardless Buckley makes his way into the ring here as both men are set to compete.
Erin Robbins: And this match is underway.
Eric Price and Thomas Buckley circle each other in the ring as the referee signals the match starting. Eric Price immediately approaches Thomas Buckley and puts him in a headlock trying to wear him down in the early going of the match.
Zach Davis: And a headlock here on Buckley as Price looks to wear him down early in this match. But they leverage on the ropes and Price whips Buckley to the opposite end of the rings, Buckley coming back and Price expecting him but … ouch, a clothesline to Price. Price quickly gets up here though as Buckley goes toward the ropes again and another clothesline.
Erin Robbins: Eric on the canvas now slowly getting up in complete shock as the young Thomas Buckley is impressing the wily veteran and chairman of this company. Price quickly gets up though as Buckley notices this and tries to go back to the ropes to try for another clothesline but Price ducks it this time and as Buckley turns, Price runs toward him and clotheslines right out of the ring!
Zach Davis: And Buckley now on the outside as Price now … talking trash to Buckley!
Eric Price: YOU ARE NOTHING!
The crowd starts cheering as a masked man appears through the crowd and quickly starts stomping away at Buckley! He quickly grabs a steel chair as Eric Price looks on in an outright rage as the referee immediately calls for the bell!
Zach Davis: And wait a minute, the masked man, HE’S HERE! HE’S HERE!
Erin Robbins: WHAT IS HE DOING HERE? He doesn’t belong out here, the challenge is for next week as he gets a few shots in on Buckley here!
Zach Davis: But his main target is not Buckley, he slides into the ring steel chair in hand to stare down an enraged Eric Price who is more than ready to fight him!
The masked man brings the chair and starts to swing it but Price quickly fights him for possession of the steel chair!
Erin Robbins: And both men now fighting for the steel chair and now Eric Price has the chair! He’s ready to fight him after this ambush. He said he’d had enough of this and the Masked Man quickly slides out of the ring!
Zach Davis: And now the Masked Man quickly stomping away at Thomas Buckley and Eric Price looking on!
Erin Robbins: Oh he’s doing more than looking on, he’s on his way out of the ring and he wants to fight the masked man but he’s making a hasty retreat here through the crowd.
Zach Davis: Eric Price chasing him nearly through the crowd as he goes to check on Thomas Buckley here … that’s surprising.
Erin Robbins: He does it because he’s a caring owner and he cares about his employees.
Zach Davis: I think he cares more about the potential lawsuit.
Erin Robbins: Well, Thomas Buckley appears to be all right but this match ending in a double disqualification as the Masked Man causes chaos again. Looks like the challenge is answered though Zach and I think next week we’re going to see a hell of a fight between Eric Price and this individual.
Zach Davis: Oh absolutely, Eric Price wants this fight and the Masked Man looks like he wants it as well so I think it’s on next week!
A soft, unnamed violin piece begins to play over the PA, calm and collected. Such an odd entrance for Nathan von Liebert who steps out onto the entrance ramp, wearing his street clothes with a straight jacket linking his arms. Walking almost as if drunk to the music, Nathan makes his way down the ramp. He shies away from the hands, shrugging off the boos as he makes his way to the ring. No steps for NvL, who practically dives beneath the bottom rope into the ring. Nathan rises his knees and begins to scan the arena around him. And then he begins to shake, to try and break free of his bindings. With each tremor, each contortion of his body, the violin piece picks up in volume. Almost to the point of eardrum shattering, Nathan's right arm is suddenly free of the straps, and a single red hand raises to the sky above.
"AHHHHHH, AHHHHHHHHH, AHHHHHHHHHHH"
Three blood-curdling screams sound off throughout the arena, all three recognizable by any hardcore WCF fan. The first had the lowest pitch, and it was of Johnny Nova. The second of Roxanne, Waylon's girl. The third and final scream was that of Nightmare, Polar Phantasm's wife. And with that, the arena fell deathly silent as NvL frees himself from the jacket, tossing out of the ring waiting for the match to begin.
Zach Davis: Here is the winner of the Ultimate Showdown match, Nathan von Liebert. Those screams... why do we let this man do this?
Erin Robbins: When you're in Bravado you've earned the right to do whatever you want, Zach. Let those screams be a warning... especially to Steve Orbit.
Beginner by VSK hits and the crowd erupts as Kira Sakazaki rushes to the ring! He slides in and immediately starts brawling with Nathan von Liebert.
Zach Davis: The match is on! Kira showing quite a bit of fire right out of the gate here.
Nathan von Liebert gets the upper hand, sending Kira reeling. He ends his barrage of strikes with a headbutt. Kira is sent into the turnbuckle, and Nathan runs at him, Clotheslining him into it. Kira stumbles out of the corner and Nathan takes him down with a Headlock Takedown before applying a headlock on the mat. Kira works his way up however and shoves Nathan off. Nathan hits the ropes, comes back, and Kira hits a stiff Palm Strike, dropping Nathan. He gets up but Kira follows up with a Leg Sweep, taking Nathan down once more. Kira then applies a Figure Four Armlock!
Erin Robbins: Smart. Nathan is one of the most dangerous wrestlers we've got - keep him grounded. That's what Kira Sakazaki is doing.
Nathan grimaces in pain but refuses to give up. Kira's positioning isn't perfect and Nathan is soon able to grab the ropes, forcing the break. As he gets up Kira runs at him...
Zach Davis: Shining Apprentice! Whoa- er, shit, I mean - holy crap!
Kira pins Nathan, hooking the leg!
No!, Nathan kicks out!
Erin Robbins: This man just won Ultimate Showdown, Zach. Earlier tonight he showed Steve Orbit just the kind of man he is. He's not going to be beaten by KIRA SAKAZAKI of all people.
Zach Davis: I don't know, Erin, Kira is putting up an impressive showing here!
Kira backs up and waits for Nathan to stand...
Erin Robbins: He's going for the Blue Rose!
But as Kira runs at him Nathan sidesteps him and grapples him from behind, bam, Full Nelson Suplex! Kira Sakazaki folds practically inside out. Nathan pins him.
No, Kira escapes it.
Erin Robbins: And wasn't this guy part of the Big Dick Superstars? What kind of name is THAT?
Zach Davis: That was with Chad Evans, protege of Bobby Cairo. Maybe your Bravado buddies should ask him.
Nathan measures Kira... he's ready.
Erin Robbins: Here comes the Straight Jacket Drop. As Nathan proved at Ultimate Showdown, this is the most dangerous finisher in wrestling today.
However, before he can hit it, STEVE ORBIT IS RINGSIDE! Nathan turns, snarling at Orbit to get out of here. That momentary distraction allows Kira Sakazaki to roll Nathan up!
Zach Davis: WHAT?!
Erin Robbins: ...
Zach Davis: KIRA SAKAZAKI WINS!
The bell sounds as Nathan gets up, incredulous. Before he can do anything Orbit is in the ring. Orbit hits him with a Backhand Slap!
Erin Robbins: Who is Steve Orbit to Pimp Slap the number one contender!?
Zach Davis: This is sweet sweet revenge, Erin!
Orbit just slapped the taste out of Nathan's mouth and Nathan hits the ropes, tumbling over them and outside the ring. Orbit raises the surprised Kira Sakazaki's arm high in the air.
Erin Robbins: Unbelievable.
Zach Davis: What a feel good moment!
We go to commercials. Lots of commercials, so that Orbit has time to go prepare for his big main event match.
“Flashlight” begins to blare over the P.A., as Steve Orbit steps out onto the entrance ramp, the World title wrapped around his waist. He trows a fist in the air, and smiles at the crowd, as they erupt for their new champion.
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a tag team match, and it is set for one fall. Now coming to the ring, representing Cryogenix. He is your WCF World Heavyweight Champion... Steve Orbit!
Steve doesn't have too much tiem to dance on the entrance ramp. Waylon Cash runs out from behind the curtain, and nails Orbit in the back of the head with a steel chair. The champion goes tumbling down the ramp, as Scott Savage, John Gobble, and Ana Valentine all come down the ramp behind Cash.
Zach Davis: Now this has just gotten ridiculous. First they attack Terry Roberts, now they take out Steve Orbit before he can even get to the ring!
Savage Enterprises Personal security team comes out onto the ramp, as Waylon tosses Steve into the ring. Cash slides under the bottom rope, and is closely followed by the rest of his team. They surround Orbit, as Waylon brings the man to his feet. He spins Steve around, and holds his arms behind his back. In Steve's grogginess, he has trouble fighting back, allowing Ana to paintbrush him across the face.
Zach Davis: Now this just isn't right!
Erin Robbins: The way I see it, Steve Orbit brought this on himself when he turned his back on Waylon Cash. Actions have consequences.
Waylon then spins him back around, and lifts him in a butterfly suplex position. He stalls there, as the Cryogenix team runs out onto the ramp. They try to fight their way to the ring, but they're no match for fifteen armed guards. Waylon winks at the Polar Phantasm, before dropping down, and hitting Steve with the Killshot. Scott grabs a microphone, as Waylon kicks Steve to the floor.
Scott Savage: We warned you! We warned you all! The Savage Political Action Committee is nothing to be trifled with! We tried to tell you, but it seems you like to learn things the hard way... like Steve Orbit... like Sarah Twilight. Ladies and gentlemen! The Savage Political Action Committee proudly brings to you... Doomsday! It is time we destroyed the snake that is poisoning this great sport... and when you are bringing down a corrupt government, the first thing you must do... is destroy the propaganda machine.
Scott slowly turns, and faces the announce team, with a sadistic smile on his face.
Zach Davis: He better not even think about it.
Before the commentator can even get the full sentence out, Scott motions to Waylon and Gobble. The two men slide out of the ring, and walk over to the announce table.
Zach Davis: Guys, I don;t know what you're think-
Gobble forcibly removes Zach's headset, as Erin gently sets hers on the table, and steps away. John then drags Zach out of his seat, and screams at him for a moment, before tucking his head between his knees, and lifting the announcer into a pile driver position. He holds him there for a second, before dropping down, driving his skull into the concrete. He stands up, and glares down at the now motionless man, as Waylon rips the monitors out of the table. Cash crouches down, and lifts his leg to reveal a large buck knife, inside of a leather sheath. He removes the tool, and easily cuts the wires on the monitors, before doing the same to the headsets. He then teams with Gobble to rip the table itself apart, scattering the pieces everywhere.
Scott Savage: This is what happens when you doubt with the power of the Savage Political Action Committee. We made demands, and Eric refused to hear them. This was our only option.
Ana slides out of the ring, and searches under the ring, and removes a pair of wire cutters. She holds them in the air, before using them to cut the skirt off the ring. She then goes to work at the ropes that hold down the canvas, snipping them away one by one. Once the announce table has been demolished, Cash slides back into the ring. Gobble tries to, but he finds himself in trouble when a fan jumps over the barricade, and tackles him to the ground. Gobble throws a few heavy rights to the man's head, knocking him unconscious. He lifts up the fan, and dumps him over the barricade.
Once inside the ring, Waylon takes his knife, and begins sawing at the ring ropes. It takes a few minutes, but he eventually cuts through all three, and heads to another side, to cut some more. Ana quickly gets the canvas unhooked, and Waylon jumps onto the apron, so she can slide it all the way off, revealing the wood panels beneath. At this point, a number of wrestler's have joined the fight on the ramp, but the security guards bring out their billy clubs, and violently beat the crowd back.
Scott Savage: Your effort is all for nothing. We are S-PAC! We are the most powerful force in this company, and we will not hesitate to destroy any that stand in our way.
Ana grabs a wrench from under the ring, and tosses it to Gobble, before crawling underneath. Waylon finishes cutting the ropes, and Gobble begins using the wrench to loosen the turnbuckles. The fans scream angrily, but this only seems to spur the vandals on. Eventually, Ana pops back up, pushing a few of the wood panels up, and onto the floor. Gobble finishes loosening the turnbuckles, and they all stand together in the ring, as Scott speaks.
Scott Savage: Ladies and gentlemen, as I am sure you have realized by now, WCF will not be bringing you the scheduled main event. In fact, if our demands are not met, WCF will never bring you another match. We are the power now! We are the Savage Political Action Committee. This may be doomsday, but it is only the beginning.
He drops the microphone, and drops out of the ring. Gobble and Waylon each scoop up most of the ropes, as Ana grabs the turnbuckles. Scott lifts the wood panels. They climb over the barricade, and leave through the fans, as members of their security team hold the rabid crowd back. In the center of the arena, a group of WCF wrestlers stand around their now useless ring, confused looks on their face. The EPPW logo flashes, and we cut to black.