WCF Security Tactical Team patrols the parking lot, watching for any of Seth Lerch’s enemies. It doesn’t take them long. The loud roar of the Harley Davidson engine arrives long before the rider, the massive and not too happy Thomas Uriel Bates wearing his old DRG attire. He stops the bike ten yards away from the Tactical Team and pulls off his helmet, revealing bandages covering his wounds from the week before.
Tactical Team Leader: You can’t be here.
Bates laughs as he dismounts the bike. He gently places the helmet on the handlebar and pulls out a cigar from his leather vest. He strikes a match and lights his cigar.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Is that so?
Tactical Team Leader: Charlie, Bill, get him.
Two of the team members approach the giant with batons at the ready. The giant simply smiles as he takes his helmet and smashes it on top of one of the team members, halting the advance. He grabs the other team member’s neck and lifts him with his left hand. Bates puffs from his cigar as he looks at the team leader.
Thomas Uriel Bates: You tell Seth that I’m here.
Bates tosses the team member across the lot, and into the arms of three other men, sending all four to the ground. Bates chuckles again as he sits on the hood of what he knows is Seth Lerch’s own car.
Fireworks explode so loud they almost drown out Mogwai, the Reading PA crowd is chanting WCF so loud they almost drown out the fireworks as we pan through the arena and then cut to our announcers
Zach Davis: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS IS READING PA, THIS IS THE SANTANDER ARENA, THEY ARE THE WCF COSMOS AND THIS IS SUNDAY NIGHT SLAM!
Freddy Whoa: As per usual we have a massive night of action for you but this one in particular the fans are already dubbing Multi man mania, we have triple threats all over the place and that massive 8 man tag in the main event but for now we gotta get this thing started and send it up to Kyle with out first match already waiting in the ring
Kyle Steel: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS IS YOUR OPENING MATCH OF THE EVENING!
DING! DING! DING!
Kyle Steel: In the ring! introducing, DARK DEMON! And his opponent! TREVOR BROWNING! And their opponent! THE UNKNOWN!
All 3 men crowd round each other talking trash the size difference while not the biggest is visible in regards to unknown.
Zach Davis: well this is gunna take seconds to become a fight for sure
Freddy Whoa: the last few weeks the opening slot of WCF slam has become known as the step up or piss off slot
It gets more and more heated and unknown has enough shoving his way through his opponents to hit the ropes coming back attempting a double clothesline instead Trev and Demon meet him with a double shot to the face he then delivers an overhand chop to demon and an elbow to Trevor he then delivers a Headbutt to Demon and shrugs it off to the delight of some fans as the ref gets in his face and Unknown just barefaces back but Trevor chops the back of his knee and Demon drop kicks the same knee putting the bigger man down, Trev then hits him with a basement DDT
Freddy Whoa: And there's the proof!
Zach Davis: Damn Demon just smoked him with that!
Trev rolls out of the ring frantically checking on the status of his nose as Demon goes to the top with one leap and comes off with a huge frog splash to unknown but the big man rolls away and Demon collides with the canvas
Freddy Whoa: first mistake of the match up!
Zach Davis: Trevor with a diving European lifter to the back of demons head!
Freddy Whoa: he came outta nowhere with that!
Zach Davis: very few things can fire you up like thinking some dude broke your nose
Trevor is just clobbering Demon in the ring he then takes a step back and beckons Demon back to his knees
Trevor: OI! So you wanna bash people round the mouth do yah? Fink kickin a man in his bonce is funny do yah? Eat this yew cunt!
He goes for a running punt kick but Demon captures his foot and dragon screws him to the floor locking in a heel hook and jabs his opponent in the face with the heel of his boot
Zach Davis: oh god! We got 270 pounder on the top rope, at first it looks like only Trev has seen him but Demons the target, as Black finally sees the death from above in coming he tries to move but Trev forces him to keep the hold fighting through immense pain until Unknown flies off with a big splash rocking the ring
Freddy Whoa: SOMEONE CALL THE RICHTER PEOPLE BECAUSE THAT ONE REGISTERED!
A couple of replays give off the effect of the slam into the mat from the big man as he nails his body splash but with all that weight coming off the top the collision was too much and he isn't able to capatolise Trevor has pulled himself back to his feet and is currently stalking both men asking one to get up
Zach Davis: unknown getting out of the ring and any danger rolling to the floor with a splat
Freddy Whoa: Browning is setting up for something here
The Englishman jumps to the top rope
Trevor: PIP PIP CHEERIO MOTHER FUCKER!
Zach Davis: what a missle drop kick to the face!
Freddy Whoa: and a baseball slide kick to Unknown on the outside!
Zach Davis: out to the apron for a PK to take Unknown out of this!
Freddy Whoa: RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES!
He leaps back into the ring over the top rope and hooks his opponent up
Freddy Whoa: He calls this brown and out!
Zach Davis: stomps that high crucifix bomb! Pin!
Kyle Steel: HERE IS YOUR WINNER! TREVOR BROWNING!
We come back from the break and find another 3 competitors in the ring, over in one corner the fighter known as Dee Norm is relaxing and jawing with the crowd but in the center Vic Viceroy and Lester Parish are in each others faces already
Zach Davis: These 2 guys are ready to kill each other!
Kyle Steel: This next match will be fought under triple threat rules, Introducing first Dee Norm
Norm at this point gets off the ropes to pose for the crowd
Kyle Steel: And his opponent! LESTER PARISH!
Parish shoves Viceroy and points at him saying something threatening
Kyle Steel: And their opponent! VIC VICEROY!
As the 3 men square off and the nasty tension between viceroy and parish finally reached its apex and they deliver stereo spinning elbow shots at Norm who sees it coming and drops to his ass scrambling backwards out of the ring and the 2 big men start throwing bombs sending cracks out through the arena as the crowd cheers them on
Zach Davis: Dees up on the top rope, diving cross body!!
Freddy Whoa: No the 2 men catch him!
They attempt to simply toss him up over head but he lands across both their shoulders
Parish: Get the hell off me!
The larger man, who had his feet, throws him off F5 style but the smaller man makes a simple adjustment and.....
Freddy Whoa: Tornado DDT to Vic!
Dee kips up onto his feet as the crowd pop and he gets right into parish's 375 6,7 face showing no fear at all smashing him with a forearm then hits the ropes with velocity
Zach Davis: Dee Norm into the lights!!!!!
The smallest man in the match goes 10 feet in the air from a back body drop and crashes onto the mat then.....
Freddy Whoa: Viceroy from nowhere with a bicycle kick to Parish
Parish stays on his feet but wobbles and Vic goes for a discuss clothesline the larger man blocks it and slaps Vic in the face and they go forehead to forehead over the downed corpse of Dee Norm but....
Freddy Whoa: Up kick!
Zach Davis: Norm he kicked both men in the face from his back!
Vic hits the floor and Parish stumbles back into the turnbuckle as the crowd goes nuts yelling "THIS IS AWESOME!" Showing their appreciation for the opening sequence of action
Freddy Whoa: This crowd is eating it up!!!!
Zach Davis: Folks this thing is just getting started we will be right back!
Back from commercial and parish is dominating Dee in the corner with Vic nowhere to be seen
Zach Davis: ladies and gentlemen welcome back to slam where you join us in the middle of a scary situation
We go to a replay.
Freddy Whoa: Folks the war that Viceroy and Parish have been waging on each other since the bell rang escalated massively when this happened during the break
As the replay starts we see Vic rolling out of the ring after Norms attack and Parish goes out after him after hitting Dee with a back senton with vicious intent. He gets a hold of the 275 lb man and runs him lawn dart style into the ring post, the minute his face made contact with the metal post his forehead split wide open, as we go back to proper action we can see med staff running reaction tests in Viceroy while trying clean the cut and stop the bleeding
Back in the ring Parish whips Norm at the turnbuckle with so much force he goes over and out onto the apron just about landing on his feet right in front of the crowd around Vic who has had about enough of the distraction and yanks Norm off the apron to the floor, Parish looks out to the crowd on the floor and then the fans in the stands shrugs and runs the ropes
Zach Davis: 375 lb big man dive!!!!!
Freddy Whoa: He took out everyone with that!
Zach Davis: We need emts for our emts and this is only the second match of the night!
Parish is the first to his feet again and picks up Viceroy to pull him into the ring propping him up in the corner and shakes his fist to the crowd
Zach Davis: parish is just man handling Vic around the ring
Freddy Whoa: he likes a heart punch
Parish takes Vic left arm and pulls it up over Vic's head and down his back
Zach Davis: My god did you hear that!
Vic falls out of the corner into and Anderson spine buster
Zach Davis: PIN!
Kyle Steel: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN YOUR WINNER! LESTER PARISH!
Bad News Benson stomps angrily to the ring.
it's bubbling echoing through the arena. As the potion tips over from the screen smoke seems to appear where the liquid would land. After the potion empties, a lightning bolt erupts from the smoke, somehow turning the lights on. As the smoke clears it becomes evident that the bolt emanated from Greybeard's staff. When the lights snap on, CREAM by Wu-Tang Clan plays and he shuffles to the ring, staff in hand. Behind him, the Alchemist is in his ring gear pulling the wagon of potions along. Lute Boy is there too, looking like he doesn't want to be.
Captain WCF runs from the back as soon as his music hits, straight to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. He then gets in the middle of the ring and does a super hero pose before running to his corner.
Zach Davis: Here we go!
Captain WCF decides to lead the arena in a WCF! chant while Greybeard and Benson tie up. Benson shoves Greybeard down. Greybeard gets back to his feet and Benson Clotheslines him and goes for the pin.
Freddy Whoa: Greybeard kicks out!
Zach Davis: And Captain WCF is still leading those chants...
Benson lifts Greybeard up and hits him with a closed fist punch before DDTing him.
Crowd: WCF! WCF! WCF!
Bad News Benson spins Captain WCF around and hits HIM with a closed fist punch too! The crowd boos. Benson goes for a DDT but Captain WCF sees it coming and elbows his way out of it - only for Bad News Benson to punt him in the head!
Freddy Whoa: Goddamn.
Benson pins Captain WCF.
NO!, broken up by Greybeard. Benson rolls away and Greybeard rushes him, only to get a boot to the groin.
Zach Davis: Is that legal?
Bad News Benson Powerbombs Greybeard!
Freddy Whoa: Another pin!
NO!, broken up by Captain WCF!
Zach Davis: These are the perils of triple threat matches.
Bad News Benson roars and charges Captain WCF, who ducks away and causes Benson to fly out of the ring. Captain WCF runs at Greybeard.
Freddy Whoa: BOOM!
Captain WCF keeps running after the Big Boot and jumps to the top.
Zach Davis: BANZAI!
Captain WCF with the pin!
Freddy Whoa: Captain WCF wins his first match since his debut!
The bell sounds as Captain WCF gets to his feet and gets his arm raised, elated. He leads the crowd in chants again.
Crowd: WCF! WCF! WCF!
Zach Davis: Bad News Benson dominated that! But Captain WCF walks away with the win.
We go to commercial.
The lights in the arena go out. A cool fog starts to fill the arena as "Heavy Metal Machine" by The Smashing Pumpkins starts to play. All of his fans in the arena start to sing along.
"If I where Alive. If I where real. Would You survive. What would you feel. Heavy Metal Heavy Metal Machine"
Pyros shoot off on the stage and he appears as if out of thin air and makes his way to the ring.
Once inside, he stands at the center of the ring as a black light shines on him, his eyes gazing directly into the camera as if looking directly into the eyes of all the fans at home. He suddenly raises his hands up above his head and back down again, bringing thunder bolts down onto the ring posts which causes a chain reaction and shoots flames up. The lights come up.
Kyle Steel: This next bout is scheduled for ONE FALL!!! INTRODUCING FIRST, weighing in at 240 pounds and from PARTS UNKNOWN!!! THE HEAVY METAL MACHINE!!!! LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGANNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!
Hard Row by The Black Keys hits the PA. St. Matthews walks to the stage stands and looks around then runs straight to the ring and jumps to the middle rope and lifts his arms to the crowd.
Kyle Steel: And HIS OPPONENT, weighing in at 186 pounds, from STERLING, KENTUCKY! THIS is GREGGG STTT.MATTTHHEEEWS!!!
Zach Davis: The highly decorated Heavy Metal Machine is here and set to to against Greg St. Matthews.
Freddy Whoa: Not you too Zach tell me you don't buy into this guy too, he lost last week for God's sake.
Zach Davis: Whoa someone been drinking hater aid.
HMM and Greg St. Matthews waste little time coming to blows in the middle of the ring.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
They are beating the snot out of each other.
HHM goes for a Clothesline from Hell but St.Matthews has it scouted and sizes HMM up.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
Greg St. Matthews starts unloading with a series of Keylock kicks wearing HMM down.
Zach Davis: Greg is going to work on HMM.
Freddy Whoa: But look the Heavy Metal Machine bails to the outside.
St.Matthews goes for a suicide dive to the outside but HMM sidesteps and Matthews crashes and burns.
HMM wastes little time taking advantage by throwing Greg into the guard rail again before sliding back into the ring and telling the referee to count.
Little movement by Matthews.
Zach Davis: Greg has gotta be finished.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa he's starting to move around more.
HMM yells at the referee to count faster.
Matthews is up and makes it in the ring at the last possible second before the count of 10.
HMM pulls Greg St.Matthews to his feet and kicks him in the gut.
HMM grapples St.Matthews and drives him with a Head and Arm Tazplex.
Zach Davis: Ouch! Heavy Metal Machine drop St. Matthews right on his neck!
Freddy Whoa: He's gotta finished.
HMM grabs his hair in frustration before grabbing Greg by his arm in effort to get him to his feet.
Matthews breaks free and takes flight.
St. Matthews connects with a jumping flip clothesline lariat to HMM catching him in the neck and forcing HMM down to the mat and Matthews makes the cover.
Zach Davis: Greg St. Matthews almost won.
Freddy Whoa: It's getting down to the wire, whose going to capitalize now?.
HMM stalks Matthews.
Zach Davis: HMM setting up for something big.
HMM connects with a transition from a suplex to a reverse kneeling piledriver.
Zach Davis: He calls this the End of Days.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
HMM follows up with the pin.
DING!! DING!! DING!!
Kyle Steel: And the WINNER of this match via pinfall, THE HEAVY METAL MACHINE!!!! LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGANNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!.
Heavy Metal Machine" by The Smashing Pumpkins starts to play as HMM celebrates. All of his fans in the arena start to sing along.
Ain't No Grave by Johnny Cash plays over the speakers as the lights turn off. After a few moments of the song playing a bright light shines from behind the ramp creating a silhouette of a man standing there. The house lights brighten back up and we see Severan King on the ramp. He slowly walks down the ramp and then enters the ring.
Kyle Steel: This next bout is scheduled for ONE FALL!!! INTRODUCING FIRST, from Jackson, Mississippi! Weighing in at 250 pounds, he is SEVERAN KIIIIIIIIIING!!!
Zach Davis: Here is Severan King looking to make his presence felt here tonight.
Freddy Whoa: You know he is. He is going one on one with the People's Title number one contender, Excalibur.
Zach Davis: Who knows a victory here tonight could put Severan King into People's Title contention if he knocks off Excalibur here tonight.
Severan King enters the ring, as the lights in the arena go out.
"Next Episode" by Dr. Dre hits the PA.
Kyle Steel: And HIS OPPONENT, from Parts Unknown... This is EXXXCALIBURRR!!!!!
Zach Davis: And here comes Excalibur.
Freddy Whoa: This man has certainly been main waves since his debut.
Zach Davis: You can say that again Freddy.
He slowly walks onto the stage and looks around him, he spits on the stage and energetically runs down the ramp. He jumps up onto the apron as he reaches the ring, and enters the ring normally. He gets up onto the top rope and looks around him.
Excalibur hops into the ring as the bell rings and meets Severan King in the middle. Excalibur extends his hand out for a handshake but Severan King swats it away.
Severan King connects with a discus clothesline out of no where.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
King starts kicking away on Excalibur has no choice but to roll across the ring and under the bottom rope onto the apron to recuperate.
Zach Davis: Severan King is going right after Excalibur looking to use his size advantage to dominate Excalibur.
Freddy Whoa: Excalibur better stick and move here tonight if he hopes to cinch some momentum heading into his match with Teddy Blaze at Blast.
Excalibur answers back with a diving crossbody, springboarding from the ropes.
Excalibur waits patiently and then flips Severan King over onto the mat with a Japanese arm drag.
Excalibur charges for the ropes.
King cuts off Excalibur with a big boot straight to the dome that sends ripples through Excalibur's mask.
Zach Davis: What a shot heard around the world.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
Severan King grapples Excalibur in a front facelook, hooks his pants and lifts him in the air in a stalling vertical suplex.
King then falls onto his back executing a brainbuster to Excalibur.
Zach Davis: Ouch! Severan King drops Excalibur right on his head!
Freddy Whoa: He's gotta be out.
Severan King: Come on ref! Do your job!
King grabs Excalibur by the head and drags him to his feet.
Excalibur breaks free.
Excalibur delivers a superkick to the Severan King's chin and both men fall to the mat with King's shoulders down and Excalibur covering.
Zach Davis: That was close!
Freddy Whoa: Yes it was Zach! Excalibur almost had him.
Both men use the ropes to get back to their feet in a race to get up first to turn the tide of the match.
Excalibur goes for the Asian mist. But King dodges it.
Kick to Excalibur's gut.
Zach Davis: Fallaway slam!
Freddy Whoa: Severan King connects with a big slam!
King does a cut throat gesture before placing Excalibur's head in between his legs then grabs Excalibur's stomach and lifts him over his shoulder into a cross position.
Zach Davis: King setting up for the crucifix powerbomb.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! Severan King nearly breaks Excalibur in half.
Severan King covers.
DING!! DING!! DING!!
Kyle Steel: And the WINNER of this match via pinfall, SEVERAN KIIIIIIIIIING.
Ain't No Grave by Johnny Cash plays over the speakers as King celebrates.
Voice: Excalibur wanna play?
Arena goes pitch black, "EPIC" by Faith No More starts playing and the crowd erupts as a single white light hits the entrance. Standing there is Psycho Dragon with his arms crossed.
Crowd: Psycho Dragon! Psycho Dragon!
Dragon shoots the crowd the bird and starts marching towards the ring where Excalibur is starting to stand up. Dragon slides in under the bottom rope and sweeps Excalibur's legs out from him. Dragon kips up and super kicks a sitting Excalibur in the face. Dragon nails a curb stomp on Excalibur knocking him out cold.
Psycho Dragon: Welcome to the Terror Dome bitch!
Psycho Dragon slides out of the ring and walks back to the locker room area and drives off in a black '71 Olds Cutlass.
Deep in the confines of the Santander Arena, Brent Alpine and his E.M.S. entourage walk, or trot in Percy Micro's case, through the corridor.
Brent Alpine: I think there must be some mistake. All these bloody festy wrestlers keep coming into my dressing room.
Esther: I don't think it's exclusively your dressing room.
Brent Alpine: Where's Seth Lerch? I bet he's got his own dressing room.
Esther sighs and continues following behind 'The Shine'. They all go around a corner... all except Dallas Culture who was at the back. He is approached from behind by an attractive woman in a pink catsuit. She caresses the back of his leg with her bare foot. He halts as his friends proceed round the corner. His eyes are fixated on her pink painted right foot which slides sensually up his legs.
Dallas Culture: Circe. Mi amore.
The woman ungraciously stabs the sole of her foot into his crotch, which simultaneously pains and exhillerates him.
Catsuit Woman: You shall not call me Circe. My name is Sow Reaper.
The camera zooms up to highlight her unsightly pig mask. This does not quench Dallas' arousal and his crotch area appears more engorged under Reaper's foot, or indeed hoof. Disgusted, she removes her foot and turns around, retreating back down the other side of the corridor.
Sow Reaper: Follow me.
Culture ventures after her, with a suspicious limp. He watches every one of her dainty footsteps. She leads him into a room marked 'Janitor'. As they enter, she shuts the door behind them. The room is a small closet with a variety of tools and cleaning products. There is a chair in the centre which she assertively pushes Dallas onto.
Dallas Culture: That's it. Dominate me. Engulf me with your blessed yin energy!
She grits her teeth and pulls out a rope from among the janitor's equipment. She ties it tightly around Culture who is getting increasingly excited. She then wiggles her foot very close to his face. He sticks his tongue out to lick it but she swiftly moves it away.
Sow Reaper: Dallas, it's time for you to worship my feet.
Dallas Culture: YES MISTRESS! FEED ME YOUR FEET!
She grabs a blindfold from within her catsuit and positions it tightly to cover Dallas' view. He is practically squealing in excitement.
Sow Reaper: But I want something in return...
Dallas Culture: Anything!
She quietly opens the door to the janitor closet and in steps the janitor himself. He is in his early 60s, obese and hairy. Sow Reaper nods to him and he removes the boot and sock from his left foot. He struggles to lift it into position but Reaper supports him with her tiny frame.
Dallas Culture: Your feet smell so gorgeously refreshing.
The janitor lifts his hairy, verruca covered, greenish tinted size 12 foot into Dallas' mouth. Alpine's bizarre cousin slobbers all over his repugnant toes.
Dallas Culture: OH WOW. YOUR ENERGY IS SO ABUNDANTLY RAVISHING!
The janitor appears half amused, half appalled as Culture goes wild on his foot, totally unaware that it is not the beautiful Sow Reaper's foot he is drooling on.
Sow Reaper: STOP!
The janitor removes his foot and places it back in his sock and boot. Reaper slips him a twenty-dollar bill and he leaves inconspicuously. With the janitor gone, Sow Reaper removes Dallas' blindfold.
Dallas Culture: That was wonderful! You are truly loved, princess Reaper. Tell me how I can be of assistance.
Sow Reaper: There are two matters I require your information on. Firstly, who was it that attacked Stuart Slane and Steve Orbit three weeks ago?
Dallas Culture: That is out of my awareness. Brent claims it was him but I know it wasn't as we were watching a Beavis and Butthead DVD at the time of Slane's attack. Ahuhhuhhhuhhhhuhhhh it was coooool.
Sow Reaper: How can I trust what you say is true?
Dallas Culture: I would never lie to you, my divine tasting feet mistress.
Becoming enraged, she grabs Culture by the throat.
Sow Reaper: Now listen to me, depraved hippy, if you ever want a chance at sucking my toes again, you MUST tell me the truth. Who is manipulating that poor pig you walk around with?
Dallas Culture: I'm sorry, beloved cherub. I don't understand?
Sow Reaper: Who is controlling Percy Micro? Who is Percy Macro?
Dallas Culture: Circe... I mean, Sow Reaper... I don't know. I have consulted my spirit guides but there appears to be a block in the astral plains. All I know is that Percy is being controlled by a very dark entity.
We hear faint voices from outside the room. They appear to be those of Brent Alpine, Esther and the mechanical words of Percy Micro. Frustrated, Reaper kicks Culture on the shoulder. Tied to the chair, he falls backwards to the cold marble floor. She darts out of the room. Shortly after, Alpine and the rest of E.M.S. arrive in the janitor's closet and attend to Culture on the floor.
Brent Alpine: Aww mate, what in the flamin' galah happened to you?! It stinks of toe rot in here.
We cut back to the ringside area.
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.
“Who I Am” by Slur blares over the PA System as Ace slowly walks out, stopping at the top of the ramp to look around with an arrogant smirk.
Kyle Steel: From Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, standing at six foot one inch and weighing in at two hundred and seven pounds; Ace!
Ace enters the ring and makes his way to the corner, observing his surroundings. He smirks as the arena is filled with a gold light as “You Got Another Thing Coming” by Judas Priest begins to play. Tony walks out onto the stage, nodding his head to the music.
Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring now, from Chicago, Illinois. Standing at six foot two inches and weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds, “The New World Warior”; Tony Miranda!
He quickly begins walking down the ramp, slapping the hands of the fans or fist bumping them, all the while pumping them up for his upcoming match. Just before he reaches the ring he breaks into a run, before jumping up onto the ring apron. He enters the ring, and is instantly met with a kick to the gut by Ace.
Zach Davis: This match is underway!
Ace elbows Tony in the face before pushing him into the ropes and whipping him across the ring. As Tony bounces back, Ace hits him with a sit down spinebuster. Ace quickly goes for a pin.
Tony Miranda quickly kicks out and grabs Ace’s legs. He pulls forward, and sends his heel right in Ace’s gut. Tony helps Ace up, and hits a snap suplex. As Ace begins to stand, Tony leaps and sends a Muay Thai Elbow to the top of Ace’s skull. Ace falls back, and Tony continues with Muay Thai knee to the chin, sending Ace flat on the mat.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Ace was not expecting that!
Tony quickly pins Ace.
Zach Davis: Kickout!
Tony quickly locks on a triangle choke, but is instantly forced to break the hold with Ace’s hand on the ropes. Tony stands, and lifts Ace with him. He sets up a German Suplex, but Ace blocks the hold. Ace counters with a snapmare, followed instantly by a missile dropkick to the back.
Freddy Whoa: Nice counteroffensive from Ace right there...
Zach Davis: Leg drop and cover by Ace...
Zach Davis: Looks like both of these guys want to try and get their work done early. Two pinfall attempts in the match...
Freddy Whoa: Ace pulling up Tony Miranda...
Zach Davis: And a jawbreaker perfectly executed by Miranda!
Miranda then slams his head a few more times into the face of Ace, before executing a belly to belly suplex, staying on top of Ace for the pinfall...
Miranda gets to his feet, and pulls up Ace, who hits a gut punch on Miranda before he follows up with a sitdown spinebuster. He then goes to the nearest turnbuckle and climbs to the top ropes, launching himself off with a frog splash in mind...
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!!! MIRANDA GETS HIS KNEES UP!!!
Zach Davis: That had to have knocked the wind out of Ace's sails quite a bit. And Morales looks to be setting him up for Endgame II...
Miranda lifts Ace, but Ace manages to land on his feet behind Miranda. As Miranda turns around, he is met with a kick to the stomach, followed by...
Freddy Whoa: ROYAL KLASH!!!
Zach Davis: He goes for the rolling cover...
The bell sounds, as Kyle Steel announces the result of the match...
Kyle Steel: Your winner and Number 1 Contender for the UNITED STATES TITLE... ACCCCCCCCCE!!!
Freddy Whoa: Lot of reversals and countermoves in that match, but Ace manages to get the last strong move in at the end!
Zach Davis: It was a fine spectacle of counter wrestling indeed! Folks, don't go away! We've got more action coming up in a bit!
Kyle Steel: The following contest is for one fall, and is for Contendership of the WCF United States Championship.
The lights in the arena go black and a hush falls upon the fans when the tron lights up pure white. “Unholy Confessions” by Avenged Sevenfold blares overhead and white strobes beam down on “The Plague” Kevin Bishop as he steps onto the stage. He wears his black studded leather vest and his hair drips wet as he shakes his head to the music. Kevin applies his wrist tape as he makes his way down the ramp blowing off the crowd as they reach out to him.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, from New York, New York and standing at six foot three inches, weighing in at two hundred and forty-five pounds; “The Plague” Kevin Bishop!
Towards the end of the ramp Kevin runs to the ring and slides in. He stands in the middle of the ring and he just stares around the arena shaking his head at the masses. Finally he lifts his arms and a barrage of sparks rain down onto him and the ring. He makes his way to the far corner and awaits his opponent.
The lights go out and “Bleed Well” of H.I.M. starts playing from the speakers. Beams of lights of different color start going off to the rhythm of the guitar and Psychopomp jumps in the middle of the entrance. The lights turn back on and he walks towards the ring.
Kyle Steel: From Toronto, Ontario, weighing in at two hundred and twenty-three pounds, and standing at six foot three inches; Psychopomp!
Psychopomp enters the ring, but is quickly met by Plague, both men locking up. Plague gets Psychopomp in a headlock, but is pushed off the ropes and sent flying with an Irish Whip. Psychopomp goes for a clothesline with Bishop’s return, but Bishop ducks, bouncing off the ropes and elbowing Psychopomp in the face.
Zach Davis: Great performance from both men so far.
Kevin Bishop hits Psychopomp with an Exploder Suplex and moves towards the turnbuckle. As Psychopomp slowly stands, Bishop explodes out of the corner and hits a missile dropkick, sending Psychopomp to the opposite side of the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! What a kick!
Bishop follows by grabbing Psychopomp’s head and carrying him to the middle of the ring. He moves to do another suplex, but is stopped by Psychopomp’s leg. Psychopomp delivers a suplex of his own, and follows through with a series of punches to Bishop’s face.
Zach Davis: Psychopomp making a comeback.
Psychopomp stands and heads towards the ropes, hitting a springboard moonsault from the second rope. He quickly makes a pin.
Kevin Bishop kicks out quickly.
Zach Davis: He’s going to have to wear The Plague down a bit more before that works.
Psychopomp grabs Bishop’s head and carries him to the turnbuckle. Psychopomp steps up to the middle rope, and tries to land a series of punches, all of which are blocked by Kevin Bishop. Bishop shoves Psychopomp off the ropes, and moves in for a shoulder strike. Psychopomp takes the hit, and spins his way out of the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Psychopomp falls out of the ring!
Kevin Bishop takes a breather as the referee begins the count.
Psychopomp begins to stir.
He pulls himself up with the help of the apron.
He rests, holding the apron.
One leg goes up.
Psychopomp slides back into the ring, and right into a bridging arm triangle choke hold by Kevin Bishop. He quickly grabs the ropes, forcing the referee to break the hold.
Psychopomp stands with the help of the ropes, and Kevin Bishop quickly moves in.
Bishop grabs Pyschopomp and sends him into the turnbuckle with a hard Irish Whip. He rushes forward with a clothesline, but is met with a kick to the face. Psychopomp climbs to the top rope.
Zach Davis: This match could be over soon!
Kevin Bishop quickly springboards off the second rope and catches Psychopomp with a code breaker.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! The Black Death!
Bishop follows up with helping Psychopomp up and delivering three multiple butterfly suplexes and ending with a stalling sitout double arm DDT.
Zach Davis: The Inevitable Death Nail!
Zach Davis: “The Plague” Kevin Bishop wins! One step closer to the United States Championship!
The house lights lower down to one single white light hitting the entrance.
Child's Voice: He's one sick bastard!
"Reach Down" by Temple of the Dog starts playing and the single white light begins to flicker threw the smoke filling up the entrance. The jumbotron lights up with a waving Rebel flag and the words "Redneck" written over it. Out steps Adam Young in his olive camo pants, black combat boots, black "Redneck" tee shirt, and black zipper hoodie over his head. The song kicks in and Adam pulls the hood off his head and begins walking towards the ring with his famous icy stare towards the ring.
Crowd: You Sick Bastard!
Adam arrives at the ring and circles it before climbing up on the ring apron where he wipes his feet before climbing into the ring. Adam walks to the center of the ring and throws his arms wide open before taking the hooded jacket off.
Zach Davis: Well, we don't know who Adam Young is up against. A handicapped match? This doesn't seem fair.
The lights go out. A voice is heard.
We came to the WCF at different times.
We both dominated.
We both became World Champions.
We are both unbeatable.
The lights come back on.
We're not done yet.
The lights go back off.
We're the best of our eras.
And tonight.... we're back.
The lights come back on.
We're still not done.
The lights go back off.
We're back to take our revenge....
And we're ready to become World Champions once more.
The lights come back on.....
Zach Davis: IS THAT... CAN IT BE?!
Freddy Whoa: ...
Biohazard and Tyler Walker are on the stage. The crowd goes wild.
Zach Davis: But... what?
Biohazard and Tyler Walker fist bump each other before hugging briefly and heading to the ring!
Freddy Whoa: We, uh, were promised two returning World Champions. I'm pretty damn sure Biohazard and Tyler Walker were never World Champions.
Zach Davis: Maybe in their own minds? I dunno.
Biohazard and Tyler Walker get into the ring as Adam Young smirks. Biohazard gets a mic.
Biohazard: after all these years and weeks and months biohazard and tyler walker are back and ready to reclaim what is ours. we are former wcf world heavyweight title champions and we are the best. so logan or jeff purse or heavy metal machine or oblivion or whoever you are i dont care we are coming for you and we are going to beat you and take our titles back once more yet again forever and a day!
Biohazard hands the mic to Tyler.
Tyler Walker: look everyone i know you werent expecting the main event to start this early but we are the main event and-
Adam Young attacks Tyler Walker from behind. The bell sounds. This enrages Biohazard and Biohazard tackles Adam Young and hits him with lots of punches.
Zach Davis: Well...... uh, in any case, Adam Young is in this handicapped match and he's got to win it if he wants a chance at the People's Title!
Freddy Whoa: And he's up against two men.
Adam Young punches back and soon both men are to their feet. Biohazard runs at Young wildly swinging and Young trips him and then kicks him in the stomach and hits a Sitout Powerbomb. Young rolls away and Tyler Walker runs at him and Young lifts him up and hits an Exploder Suplex!
Zach Davis: Adam Young ain't nothin' to fuck with.
Freddy Whoa: Are we just casualy swearing on commentary now?
Zach Davis: When the mood strikes.
Freddy Whoa: Speaking of striking...
Young is striking Biohazard in the head with his knee. Young lifts Biohazard up and flips him off... but Biohazard spits TOXIC OOZE INTO ADAM YOUNG'S FACE!
Zach Davis: NO!, Young blocks the ooze with his Texas pride!
Freddy Whoa: What?
With the ooze countered, it flew back in Biohazard's face. This allows Adam Young to hit him with the REDNECK RIVERIA!
Zach Davis: Adam Young with the pin!
Freddy Whoa: Adam Young wins the match!
The bell sounds.
Zach Davis: Adam Young will join Excalibur and Teddy Blaze in the People's Title match at Blast! Can you imagine Adam Young as People's Champion!?
Young rolls out of the ring leaving Biohazard and Walker wondering what went wrong.
Freddy Whoa: Well our two returning World Champions turned out to be... uh.. not really World Champions... what is next for BioWalker?
We go to commercial.
Kyle Steel: The following match is a Television Title match set for one fall! Introducing first, the challenger, Tomohawk!
Spirit Horse marks the beginning of Tomohawk’s entrance and rain dances down the entryway and around the ring. Steps up to the mat from the floor, leans back against the top rope and backward-salts into the ring over the rope. Centers himself in the ring and pumps his fist into the air four times, seeking approval of his great ancestors.
Kyle Steel: And the champion, Neforian!
Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata" plays over the arena loudspeakers and the lights go out.
A single spotlight shines light onto the entrance ramp and Neforian appears. He is focused but oddly relaxed, almost as if he is knows there is a fight coming but isn't really aware that he is involved in it.
Neforian walks slowly down to the ring. He makes no eye contact with the crowd, barely acknowledges their presence. He grabs the bottom rope but doesn't pull himself up. He simply walks along the apron with the rope in his hand. There is a sadness in the way he looks at the ring.
Finally he pulls himself up onto the canvas and enters the ring. He stands in the center of the ring before finally raising his head up and looking out into the crowd. His beautiful blue eyes sparkle in the reflection of the spotlight. Neforian takes a deep breath in and slowly releases it before walking to his corner and waiting for the bell.
Zach Davis: The bell rings and Tomohawk goes right for the champion!
Tomohawk is aggressively punching Neforian and backing him into the corner. The ref calls for a break but has to begin the countdown when Tomohawk doesn’t give in. Finally Neforian reaches down and whacks Tom with a haymaker, stunning him and freeing himself from the corner.
Neforian gathers himself and marches towards Tomohawk. He irish whips him against the ropes, catching him with a lariat on the rebound. He drops a knee to Tomohawk’s chest. As he goes for another, Tom lands a sharp elbow to his upper thigh, tripping up Neforian and sending him crashing face first into the ground. Tom stands up and flaunts his success to some boos.
Neforian springs up and hits him hard in the back of the head as some people cheer this punishment of Tomohawk’s arrogance.
Freddy Whoa: We may have two wrestlers who aren’t very popular with the fans here, but it seems that they are respecting Neforian’s fair play here tonight.
Back in control, Neforian locks in a half nelson then flips Tom over his head for a suplex. Turning around for another move, as Tom gets up he hits him with a bodyslam. Infuriated, when Neforian lifts Tom up again he shoves his thumb into Neforian’s eye, disorientating him and forcing him to drop Tomohawk as the crowd boos. Tomohawk resumes the punchout from earlier, capping it off with a vicious overhand chop against the ropes. He whips Neforian to the other side and hits a yakuza kick on the rebound, knocking Neforian down for a pin.
The ref starts to count, but Neforian kicks out at one.
Zach Davis: Neforian is showing some resiliency here in the face of Tommy’s dirty tactics, to the relief of some in the crowd.
Freddy Whoa: Maybe it’s picking the lesser of two evils?
Neforian gets to his feet as Tomohawk argues with the ref, taking the opportunity to turn him around and lift him up for a Samoan Drop, but Hawk hits hard elbows to the head and frees himself. He toe kicks Neforian and sets up a jack knife backbreaker, hitting it with force and sending pain down the champ’s spine.
Zach Davis: Tomohawk knows some hard hitting moves that are putting Neforian’s title reign at stake here!
Freddy Whoa: And if that’s not bad enough, he’s shown he’s not afraid to break the rules either.
As if on cue, Tommy puts his boot on Neforian’s neck as the ref begins to count and the crowd boos. Neforian shoves the boot off but is still recovering from the attacks. Tomohawk lifts him up for a suplex, but Neforian floats over and turns him around, lifting him up for another Samoan drop, only to have what little hair he has pulled at like a dog with a bone. He drops Tommy and gets a straight boot to the face for his troubles as the crowd boos even more.
Zach Davis: This is getting out of hand. Neforian is choosing to fight clean as he defends his championship, and he’s got nothing to show for it.
Tommy stomps on Neforian a bit before the ref shoves him off. As the ref kneels to check on Neforian, Tom sneaks over to the turnbuckle and quickly removes the padding.
Zach Davis: Tomohawk continues to cheat, and now he’s planning something involving the hard steel turnbuckle ring.
Neforian makes it back to his feet, and Tomohawk walks back towards him but isn’t expecting a rough boot to his midsection. Tommy is stunned but punches Nef in the head, and a flurry of punches breaks out between the two with Neforian eventually getting the upper hand. He finally hits a Samoan drop on Tommy, sending him hard to the ground. Seizing the opportunity, he locks in a boston crab on the downed Tomohawk, as the crowd chants Tap! Tap! Tap!
Zach Davis: I think the crowd has made up their mind who they’d rather see win this match.
Tommy strains, and strains, and raises his hand! But he keeps crawling… He almost makes it…
He grabs the rope and forces the break! Infuriated that Neforian can still fight on, he pulls the ref in front of him to gain a moment of breath before shoving the ref aside and hitting another yakuza kick on Neforian. He is stunned and walks slowly back to the corner opposite the exposed turnbuckle. Tomohawk follows him and sets up for an Irish whip into turnbuckle!
Neforian grabs the rope and blocks it! The two grapple to get the upper hand over the other, and it looks like Tomohawk is setting Nef up for a powerbomb, maybe into the turnbuckle!
Tommy lifts Nef up and marches towards the buckle as the crowd boos!
Halfway across the ring, Nef manages to slide out of Tomohawk’s hold, kicks the unsuspecting Hawk in the midsection, lifts him up, and hits a running powerslam into the turnbuckle!
Zach Davis: You know what they say! Turnabout is fair play!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! What a powerful move!
Neforian pins Tomohawk.
The crowd actually cheers and Neforian stands up, proud to still be TV champion.
Zach Davis: Tomohawk was intent on cheating his way to the title, but in the end it didn’t do him any favors, and now Neforian has earned the respect of some of the WCF fans.
Kyle Steel: The following non-title contest is a triple threat match, and is scheduled for one fall.
The lights begin to slowly go off, section by section, until the arena is completely black. “Get Born Again” by Alice in Chains blares over the PA system as the lights on the stage begin to slowly flash on and off. Mikey eXtreme steps out onto the stage with his arms held out and his head titled back as he looks to the ceiling. Vidalia and Freakshow flank him as they make their way ringside.
Kyle Steel: Making his way down to the ring being accompanied by Vidalia and Freakshow, hailing from Brooklyn, New York and weighing in at 225 lbs, Mikey eXtreme!
Mikey ignores the fans trying to reach out to touch him. He throws the kendo stick into the ring and rolls under the bottom rope, crawling to the corner where he sits laughing and rocking back and forth. Freakshow circles the ring, staring at the stage as Vidalia whispers in Mikey’s ear.
A ghostly synth breathes over the PA.
The first keyboard chord of Prince’s “Gold” blares as a red shooting star firework darts up from the entrance-way to the left rafters. The second chord chimes as the arena lights flash red. The third chord accompanies a light blue star shoots to the upper right of the arena. Blue lights flash to greet the fourth chord.
Percy Micro, a micro pig with an electronic voice-box, scurries down the ramp to laughs and an ironic pop from the crowd. He is followed by the rest of the E.M.S. entourage, “The Vulture” Dallas Culture and Esther.
As the main tune commences, a yellow spotlight covers the entrance as “The Shine” Brent Alpine steps out to the back to sneers. A show of sparks surround him, electing a brief pop at the spectacle. Alpine keeps walking, slides into the ring and jumps onto the turnbuckle. The pig “speaks” in a robotic tone.
Percy Micro: Introducing our cherished commodity, from Rockhamption, Australia, weighing 259 pounds… “The Shine” … Brent … Alpine!
“The Shine” glares in comical intensity and lifts up the back of his suit jacket like a Batman cape. He dismounts and hangs his jacket on the turnbuckle. He leaps onto the opposite turnbuckle. He removes his tie and long white shirt and throws them into the crowd, now ready for the match ahead. Percy hides under the ring, prompting Freakshow to lift the apron and try to see where he went. Mikey simply laughs as Brent Alpine parades about.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Freakshow wants Percy!
“When the Levee Breaks” by Led Zeppelin blares over the PA System. The crowd explodes as a pounding drum beat echoes throughout the arena, signaling the arrival of Teddy Blaze! The lights drop, enveloping the arena in darkness as they turn towards the entrance ramp.
Kyle Steel: Introducing from Houston, Texas. Standing at six feet tall, and weighing one hundred and eighty-eight pounds, the WCF People’s Champion; Teddy Blaze!
With a crescendo and a burst of flame, Blaze appears before them, holding his hands out over his head and bathing in the applause. He takes a deep bow and walks towards the ring waving to the fans along the way. He wears an almost cocky grin as he rolls between the ropes offering Brent Alpine an extended handshake before shrugging and walking to the turnbuckle, where he offers the same to Mikey Extreme. Mikey simply laughs, causing Teddy Blaze to shrug him off and walk to another turnbuckle.
He holds his arms over his head and yells out;
Teddy Blaze: WCF Forever!
as he does so, eliciting a cheer from the audience as the music reaches its zenith. He turns and steps back into the ring, waiting for the bell.
Zach Davis: Mikey eXtreme staying in his corner as Brent Alpine and Teddy Blaze go at it.
Brent Alpine rushes to take out Teddy Blaze with a clothesline, but is instead met with a drop toe hold which sends him straight to the mat. Blaze takes advantage, and locks on a sleeper hold.
Mikey eXtreme grabs the ropes and pushes up. He rushes over to Blaze and kicks him in the side of the head. Blaze rolls out of the ring, and right to the feet of Freakshow. Freakshow bends down, and simply stares at Blaze, prompting him to jerk back into the apron. Mikey meanwhile, takes hold of Alpine’s head and helps him up. He locks on a headlock and starts delivering punches. Teddy Blaze makes his way back on the apron, and jumps back into the ring with a springboard missile kick, sending Mikey eXtreme to the opposite side of the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! That’s one way to get back in the ring!
Blaze delivers an elbow strike to Alpine’s face, but is instantly met with a clothesline from Mikey. Mikey begins delivering a series of stomps to Blaze’s body before mounting him and delivers a series of punches and elbow strikes to the face. Brent Alpine grabs Mikey’s head and pulls him off of Blaze, turning him around and delivering a neckbreaker.
Zach Davis: Brent Alpine rejoining the match.
Brent follows up with an Anaconda vise. Mikey struggles, but is able to poke Brent in the eye as the referee moves out of Teddy Blaze’s path. Blaze grabs Mikey and whips him to the ropes, meeting him with a flying crossbody as he returns. Alpine grabs Blaze, but simply shoves him to the side as he starts kicking Mikey with a series of stomps and soccer kicks.
Freddy Whoa: Alpine is not taking the eye poke well.
Teddy Blaze climbs the top rope and leaps, grabbing Brent Alpine and delivering a tornado DDT right into the gut of Mikey eXtreme. Alpine rolls out of the ring as Blaze pins Mikey.
Mikey barely kicks out in time, leaving Blaze shocked at the fact. Blaze grabs Mikey and lifts him up, delivering a roundhouse kick that puts him right back to the mat. Blaze heads for the turnbuckle and waits for Mikey to slowly move to his knees. Blaze runs forward…
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! The Blazing Knee! It’s over!
Blaze rushes to the ropes, intending on completing his finishing move. As he reaches the ropes, Brent Alpine grabs the ropes and lets Blaze simply fall out of the ring. Brent climbs back in the ring, where he lands a cannonball Senton on Mikey. Brent helps Mikey up, only to kick him in the gut and setting up a cutthroat swinging neckbreaker.
Zach Davis: The Glow Worm!
Before Alpine can finish the move, Teddy Blaze rushes back in the ring and hits with a springboard knee to the face, sending Alpine to the ropes. All three take a moment to rest, before each standing at the same exact time. Forming a triangle in the square, the three men stare each other down.
All three men charge to the center of the ring and begin striking each other with punches, elbows, and knees.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! This match has just turned into a slugfest!
Teddy Blaze jumps and hits Mikey with a bionic elbow, sending Mikey back but not out. Alpine hits Blaze with a kick to the gun, followed by a cutthroat swinging neckbreaker.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! The Glow Worm! It’s over this time!
As Alpine moves in to pin Blaze, Mikey hits with a superkick.
Zach Davis: X marks the spot!
As Mikey is distracted, Teddy Blaze rolls him out of the ring. He then dives and pins Alpine.
Zach Davis: Teddy Blaze has won the match!
Freddy Whoa: But did he steal it?!
The People's Champion stands up and gets his arm raised.
Zach Davis: At Blast, he faces a Triple Threat match, fighting Excalibur and Adam Young. Meanwhile, Brent Alpine gets a chance to become Television Champion.
Freddy Whoa: What about our Hardcore Contender, Mikey eXtreme?
Slam goes to commercial.
Before the match, we join Thomas Uriel Bates on the outside. After waiting nearly all night, Bates tosses his cigar to the ground, putting it out with his boot. The giant begins to walk straight into the Arena.
Freddy Whoa: Main event time!
Zach Davis: We've got the main event of Blast versus the Internet Title competitors in our main event tonight! Will any of these teams be able to coexist?
Freddy Whoa: We don't have to wait any longer to find out! Let's get started with our WORLD CHAMPION!
"Won't Back Down" by Eminem blares on the PA.
"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 comes out from the back as Jeff walks down the aisles, pandering to the crowd.
"Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe Devilles
Upon entering the ring, he 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 Kari takes his belt. He turns and sits up on the turnbuckle, waiting for his opponent.
The Stage 2 theme of Journey to Silius begins to play, as the crowd pops loudly. The arena goes dark, as many green and red lasers cut through the darkness. James Chevalier then walks out from behind the curtain nonchalantly, as he raises his hands with a look of surprise on his face to the response he receives from the fans. Sammy Donnigan walks in behind The Game, as Kyle Steel announces the arrival of The Game
Kyle Steel: On his way to the ring, weighing in at a whopping 178 pounds and hailing from Portland, Maine! THE GAME, JAAAAAAAAAAAAMES CHEVAAAAAAAAAAAAALIERRRRRRRRRRRR!
James smiles, as he waves and interacts with the fans on his way to the ring. Sammy just stays a few paces behind James. Once he gets to the ring, he walks up the ring steps, before he pulls himself onto the top of the turnbuckle, staying perched up there for several moments, before he drops into the ring. He then perches himself up on each turnbuckle, much to the delight of the fans. The last turnbuckle he stays perched atop of until prompted by the referee to come down before the start of the match. Sammy just stays on the floor, and walks to the corner that James occupies.
"How Deep Is Your Love" by Calvin Harris & Disciples starts playing from the arena's surround system. Two beautiful models comes out first onto the stage dressed in beautiful pink beach bikinis as they wave their arms to Nathan Chambers walking out from the back with a pink scarf around his neck, and a white French Hat with sunglasses on. The crowd are booing him as much as they can but he stands center stage with the models spinning into his arms before looking up. Darkness encovers everything him but him, and his models. The spotlight is right on him, and he begins strutting down to the ring smirking, and mocking some of the ugliest fans at ringside.
Walking around the ring to give them the gift of his presence, the models leave him as they head backstage. Nathan walks up the steel steps before going into the ring to stand center of the squared circle. Hyping himself up before taking off his sunglasses, every light in the arena shines directly on him before brightening up the crowd again. He takes one unoccupied corner, and leans back to enjoy who is going to fall
“Conquistador” by Procol Harum plays as Slane walks out from gorilla to a Conway Pop. As he makes his way down the ramp and up the steps he will awkwardly attempt to engage the crowd: waving, giving a thumbs up gesture, and so on. After wiping his feet on the apron he then enters between the ropes. Stuart will then move to his corner, where he loosens up by engaging in some old time calisthenics (toe touches, torso twists, deep knee bends, etc).
" Killed By Death " hits the PA system as the arena begins to fill with smoke. Them vocals smash the speakers as the spot light is shown ZMAC whose stand out in the middle section of the area. He begins to walk down towards the ring then gets body surfed down to the crowd barrier. He hops the barrier and slides into the ring. The Honey Badger has arrived.
A New Level by Pantera, plays as Drax Durant walks down slowly with that smug look on his face. As he enters the ring he looks at the crowd in disgust.
The lights in the arena go out. A red spotlight begins panning the audience as 'Orion' by Metallica begins playing on the jumbo tron. Red pyrotechnics explode up and down the entrance ramp as the curtains open. There is a loud explosion as Night Rider steps out and makes his way to the ring. He grabs a microphone from ringside and steps through the ropes.
The music plays through the intro and 'Freezer Burn' Wayne Hammon appears from the backstage area with a microphone in his back pocket. He stands there, soaking in the audience reaction and returns a sadistic sneer. He walks down the ramp-way, an occasional brush of his hand to a nearby fan, before using the steps to enter the ring. He raises both arms in pre-match triumph, a brilliant blue and red spray of pyrotechnics exploding from the four corner-posts. He rushes under the bottom rope, out to the ringside area, mock backhanding a fan and mouthing off to the audience for a few seconds before giving the audience a double birdie. The pyros die down, as he gives another random obscene gesture, slips back under the bottom rope and into the ring. He goes to a second turnbuckle, does a crotch grab toward the audience, and gives them another double birdie and sadistic sneer as the music fades away. He walks to the center of the ring, pulling the microphone from his back pocket and speaks.
Zach Davis: Nope! No one wants to hear it, Game just attacked him from behind and the match is on!
Cavalier spins Freezer Burn around and hits him with a series of strikes before whipping him to the ropes. Freezer Burn ducks a Clothesline attempt, comes back and jabs Game in the throat. He then thumbs Game in the eye.
Freddy Whoa: This is a guy who just doesn't give a damn about the rules. Or respect.
Freezer Burn throws Game to the ropes, and as Game hits them, Chambers tags himself in. Freezer Burn executes a Tiltawhirl Slam and goes for a pin, but the referee doesn't count as Game isn't legal. Chambers kicks Freezer Burn off as Game rolls out. Chambers lifts him up and smashes him in the face with a forearm before executing a Vertical Suplex. Chambers goes for the pin.
Freezer Burn kicks out.
Zach Davis: All eight men in this match have a Title opportunity one week from tonight - they're going to be looking to make a statement and get momentum going into Blast.
Freddy Whoa: Chambers also has to remember he has Mikey eXtreme breathing down his neck, waiting for his Hardcore Title shot.
Chambers grabs Freezer Burn's leg, attempting to get him into an Ankle Lock. Freezer Burn kicks him away and dives, tagging in Drax Durant.
Zach Davis: Tag made! Drax Durant is the newest WCF star in this match.
Durant gets into the ring and runs at Chambers, Clotheslining him down. Chambers gets back to his feet and Drax goes for another Clothesline, which Chambers ducks - and Drax accidentally takes down the referee. The two turn to face each other and Durant low-blows him!
Freddy Whoa: Does ANYONE in this match care about rules?
The answer is no, of course. Durant stomps Chambers repeatedly before lifting him up and onto his shoulders.
Zach Davis: GTS incoming!
Chambers wriggles free, landing behind Drax. Chambers goes to throw him into the corner but Drax reverses it, sending Chambers in instead. Drax runs at him and hits a Big Boot!
Freddy Whoa: Zombie McMorris tags himself in before Drax can go for a pin!
Drax looks at ZMAC like "what the hell?" before deciding against attacking him then and there. ZMAC viciously knees Chambers in the head, over and over, before going for the pin.
NO!, Chambers kicks out.
Zach Davis: Like we said, this match is ALL about momentum. No one wants to be the one to take the loss.
ZMAC lifts Chambers up but the Hardcore Champion has had enough, he fires off a few stiff shots to the face of Zombie McMorris. McMorris charges Chambers but Chambers catches him and executes a Uranage Backbreaker!
Freddy Whoa: Chambers makes the tag - HERE COMES THE WORLD CHAMPION!
Purse springboards into the ring and ducks a swing from ZMAC, knocks the other three Internet Title contenders off the apron, turns and runs at ZMAC and htis a Shining Wizard. Purse then jumps to the top and hits a Moonsault!
No!, ZMAC shoves Purse off. Both men are to their feet, Purse runs at ZMAC and goes for a Hurricanrana - but ZMAC reverses it and Powerbombs Purse right into the mat!
Zach Davis: GREAT REVERSAL! Zombie McMorris PLANTS the World Champion.
Purse tries to roll away but McMorris grabs him and lifts him up, elbowing him in the face. McMorris then throws Purse to the ropes and lifts him as he comes back with a Gorilla Press.... dropping him into a Cutter!
Freddy Whoa: Zombie Drop!
McMorris goes for the pin.
NO, Purse gets the shoulder up. McMorris rolls away and tags in Night Rider.
Zach Davis: Here comes the original Angel of Death!
Night Rider stalks Purse as the Champ gets to his feet. Once Purse is to a vertical base, Night Rider runs at him and Bulldogs him right back down. Rider goes for a pin.
No!, shoulder up again.
Freddy Whoa: Jeff Purse is our World Champion for a reason. He's tough, and even in an eight man tag - he's not to be taken lightly.
Night Rider lifts Purse up again and throws him to the ropes. Night Rider goes for a Back Bodydrop but Purse leapfrogs him, Springboards, and hits him with a Dropkick! Purse then tags in Slane!
Zach Davis: Stuart Slane has seen and done it all here in WCF - except win the big one. Could Blast be his night?
The two big men meet in the middle of the ring and just start throwing lefts and rights at each other - nothing fancy, just brawling. Eventually Slane gets the upper hand and throws Night Rider to the ropes. As he's coming back Slane executes a Flapjack into a Powerslam!
Freddy Whoa: Into the pin!
No, Night Rider kicks out.
Zach Davis: Slane stays right on the attack!
Slane lifts Night Rider up and puts him into an Abdominal Stretch.
Freddy Whoa: Stuart Slane slowing down the pace here, but he's a methodical wrestler. He's smart and he's strong.
Slane eventually releases Night Rider. Night Rider is hurting and Slane backs away. As Night Rider turns, Slane runs at him full speed.
Zach Davis: RUNAWAY SLANE!
Slane pins Night Rider, hooking the leg.
NO!, broken up by ZMAC!
Freddy Whoa: Stuart Slane spoke a lot about the Internet Title, and it looks like the Internet Champion doesn't want "his" team to lose!
As Slane begins to get up ZMAC runs at him and hits the DOVE KILLAH!
Zach Davis: ZMAC HITS IT!
ZMAC rolls out as Night Rider covers Slane.
Freddy Whoa: Broken up by Jeff Purse!
This brings Drax Durant into the match who attacks the World Champion, which brings in Nathan Chambers, which brings in-
Zach Davis: ALL EIGHT MEN IN THE RING!
Freddy Whoa: All hell has broken loose!
Purse and Drax, Game and Freezer Burn, Chambers and ZMAC, and Slane and Rider all brawl!
Zach Davis: Come on ref, get this under control!
In the midst of it all, Stuart Slane is able to hit Drax Durant with a Slane Slam! He covers him, and even though Drax isn't legal the ref is confused and counts it.
Freddy Whoa: STUART SLANE WINS IT!
Slane gets to his feet and gets his arm raised as the other World Title contenders clear the ring of the Internet Title competitors. McMorris, Drax, Freezer Burn, and Night Rider all brawl up the ramp and into the crowd.
Zach Davis: What a fight Blast is going to be!
Stuart Slane lifts Jeff Purse up, who had gotten knocked down from Freezer Burn. Slane goes to shake his hand but Purse pulls him in close, saying the World Title is his.
Freddy Whoa: Lots of tension here after Slane was able to get the win. He's the one walking into Blast with all the momentum!... is Jeff Purse jealous?
Zach Davis: We know Jeff Purse and Jonny Fly are friends, and we know Jonny Fly and Stuart Slane never got along!
Chambers simply grabs his Hardcore Title and heads out, happy to prepare for his World Title matchup without getting into a brawl.
Freddy Whoa: It has been a LONG road to Blast, but finally, we'll find out who wins the WCF Classic 2016.
As James Chevalier walk up the ramp after the match, the PA system blares out “Midnight Rider”. As The Game prepares himself for a negative encounter, Thomas Uriel Bates walks out to the stage with a microphone.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Hold on now, James. I’m not out here to hurt you. I’m out here to talk to you. Of all the members of The Family, you are the only one with the guts to stick around. I can’t find Seth, I can’t find Dag, and I sure as hell can’t find Logan. Just you, James. Just you.
Bates walks towards The Game.
Thomas Uriel Bates: That’s what I like about you. By all means you should be the first to head right out of the building, carrying Seth’s bags as you go. That’s not who you are though, is it? You’re a fighter, and if things go well enough for you, you’ll be a champion. Not just any champion either, you’ll be the WCF World Champion. Don’t worry though, James. I’m not out here to say I’m gunning for you either. My goal in this company, as of now, is not to achieve some status as a Champion. My goal is to make sure there is a WCF tomorrow, and to do that I must take on The Family. I must take on Dag Riddik. I must take on Logan. I must take on Seth Lerch. James, if I have to take you on, then I will.
Bates steps even closer to The Game, staring him down.
Thomas Uriel Bates: If you stay with the Family, I’ll be coming after you just as hard as I’m coming after the rest of them. I will take no pity on you, and I will show you no mercy. If you don’t win the belt, I’m still coming after you. If you win the belt, I’m coming after you and that gold will be just a side benefit of taking you out.
Bates and The Game stare each other down.
Thomas Uriel Bates: You leave the family, then you don’t face my wrath. You continue to build your legacy here, and as every indication has shown, you’ll be the Champion. You will only have to worry about me after I take out the Family, and ensure that there is a tomorrow for the WCF. I won’t be coming to tear you limb from limb, or to rip your head clean off and throw it to the shocked and terrified crowd; I’ll be coming for the World Championship if you still hold it.
Bates pauses as the tension between the two build up.
Thomas Uriel Bates: There is another option, James.
Bates smiles as he steps back and turns around, revealing his Dark Riders Gang MC patch. Bates turns his head and faces The Game once more.
Thomas Uriel Bates: You join me.
Bates turns back around and begins walking out. He continues talking as he leaves.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Join me in making sure that the WCF will be around for years to come.
Slam goes to commercial.
Zach Davis: Well fans-
Dag’s entrance music unexpectedly plays through the arena. Zach Davis and Freddy Whoa both look disgruntled and dismayed.
Zach Davis: I’m pretty sure he legitimately isn’t supposed to be here. The show is over. WCF may have to do something about this…
Dag walks out to a ridiculously loud and intense barrage of disapproval from the WCF audience. He stands on the ramp with a huge, evil smile across his face as he holds his championship high and salutes his cause. With the formalities complete, he marches to the ring and takes up a microphone.
He tries to begin speaking, but he cannot say a word before bursting out laughing.and having to lean against the rope to support himself. Paper soda cups, popcorn bags and other trash are being tossed into the ring now. Dag ignores this and composes himself.
Dag Riddik: I take it you’re all so very relieved that I showed up after all.
Dag Riddik: Yes, yes, I know, I am the biggest and most successful star in this company. That being said, I have one thing I need to address. The story you all received over the past week about my absence is so ridiculous, I didn’t think Seth could pull it off. Of course, being the business mogul he is, he took the risk and actually had you miserable scum suckers believing that he gives a good god damn what I say in or out of this company. That, well, that right there, takes a genius. Although, it really can’t be that hard to get you retards to believe anything we want you to. Hell, we had you believe that Bobby Cairo was actually thrown into a volcano on live pay per view! I mean, how stupid are you people?
They boo more.
Dag Riddik: Anyway, as for my absence and lack of a match tonight, I simply had more important business to attend to. As the reigning International Champion, I have certain responsibilities which far supercede any trivial, meaningless tag team match I almost undoubtedly would have ended up with here tonight. Business relating, of course, to what you people are calling-
Midnight Rider cuts off Dagvald’s words as Thomas Bates steps on stage with a microphone in his hands.
Thomas Uriel Bates: You stop right there you piece of garbage. Seth might not care what you say, but I do.
Dag Riddik: And why the hell is that? Are you trying to infringe upon my freedom of speech?
Thomas Uriel Bates: Listen here you try hard little troll, there is nothing you could say about what happened which falls under simple freedom of speech. This is live TV, not the basement of the Riddik Compound where you and Logan trade dick pics and bitch about black people. Frankly you can say what you want in there and I couldn’t care less. But when you come on here saying shit just to piss people off and get attention, it makes me sick. Plus, you’re trying to act like the doctors didn’t medically clear you to compete after I’ve busted your ass around the ring for the past three weeks? Seriously?
Dag Riddik: Ha! How bloody hilarious, my friend. You seem to be suffering from severe head trauma after I did some landscaping to your skull with a stepping stone. Come, boy, I’ll show you the way to the locker room where you can take a nice shower and relax. When retards lose their temper, they do things they regret, you know.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Oh, I may lose my temper, right here, right now, but I won’t regret a thing I’ll do to you.
Bates starts stepping toward the ring, and Dag leans threateningly over the rope. Bates reaches the ring and Dag tries to throw the microphone at him, but Bates jumps up and grabs his arm. Dag tries to shake him off with kicks and punches, but before he gets away Bates grabs his jacket. Dag lets it be ripped off, revealing a heavily bandaged midsection. He sprints to the other side of the ring as Bates slides in, then he jumps out of the ring and hurdles the barricade to escape.
Bates stands in the ring, holding Dag’s jacket high.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Dag, listen here boy, because this is only the beginning. I’m going to dismantle you, piece by piece, starting with this jacket. Next week, I’ll finish what I started under those bandages. If you continue to show up after that, one week you just won’t walk out.
The crowd cheer as Bates stands triumphantly before heading back up the ramp.
Zach Davis: Hopefully at Blast Bates shuts him up for good.
Slam fades to black.