Post by President Mac on Jul 27, 2015 21:37:18 GMT -6
WARNING: This live event contains stunts performed by professionals or under the supervision of professionals and maybe unsuitable for younger viewers. Accordingly EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any stunt or activity performed in this live event.
JULY 27th 2015
Monday Night Brawl is a professional wrestling television program for Extreme Wrestling Corporation (EWC) that currently airs on ESPN, Spike, SkySports, huluPLUS and TSN2 in Canada. The shows name, which is sometimes stylized as MNB, is also used to refer to the Brawl brand, in which EWC employees are assigned to work and perform on that program. The show originally debuted in North America on the CTV & ESPN Network on April 7,1997. It remained there for a number of years until Brawl was moved to SPIKE TV and SYFY. In 2008, the show was moved to Showtime HD, SciFi HD, SkySports and the new TSN2. Since its launch in 1997, Brawl continues to air on Monday nights. Brawl is generally seen as the company's flagship program due to its longer history, higher ratings, and emphasis on pay-per-views. It is the second longest running weekly episodic television show in history
EWC BRAWL
July 27th 2015
Live from the EWC STADIUM in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada
Commentators: Joe Aiello & Jeremy Piven
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
SENIOR REF: Paul Turner
REFEREE: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Ace Heart
"Follow" by Breaking Benjamin blasts in the Stadium.
The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night Brawls Eighteen year history. From episode 001 all the way down to last weeks episode 430.
Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator and then The Rev all with the World Championship. Sped up footage again then takes us through to Xplode, Ruthless Aggression, Mark Storm, Nathan Creed, Metal Black, Living Dead Karl and Sam Attic
This is followed by highlights of showcasing Monday Night Brawl Champions: Kurt Newman, Derek Wellings, Shadow Man and Tony Savage
There is a pause as the video package splits in half, one half dedicated to Memphis Reigns & the other half dedicated to MadDawg with the final wording ..
"In Loving Memory ... We will never forget"
The opening pyros hit and here we go.
The energy in the EWC Stadium is electrifying.
Spotlights circle around the arena as the thousands of fans in the venue are shown in a wide angle shot. The camera then pans out showing a full scale view of the jam packed arena and zooms in on some crazy fans.
MNB
MNB
MNB
MNB
COMMERCIAL BREAK
We come back and we see Emma Louise in the entrance isle.
Emma Louise - Welcome back. Tonight sees the first edition of a new segment on the show called Make Me Famous where we turn the microphone on to the crowd in the EWC arena.
She looks around the arena and walks to a fan in the crowd. A young gentleman in his early thirties wearing a black EWC shirt
Emma Louise - Hello sir, can you tell me your name?
Fan - Max. Max Andrews.
Emma Louise - Where is it you've travelled from to be here?
Max Andrews - Me and my wife have come all the way from Toronto.
Emma looks next to Max at a woman who looks to be avoiding the spotlight. Emma waves and the woman politely waves back.
Emma Louise - Your wife seems a little shy. What's her name?
Max Andrews - Emma.
Emma Louise - It's a lovely name.
Max nods.
Emma Louise - You see Max, this segment is called Make Me Famous, and the reason for that is for EWC to give back. I mean, Monday Night Brawl goes out worldwide to places like the US, Great Britain and Canada. And they are all watching you right now. I'm oing to hand the mike to you, this is your moment, is there anything you would like to say to the world?
Max Andrews - My minds a blank. Erm... I just want to say that I want to see Newman and Shadow tear Living Dead Karl to pieces tonight and also, if the world IS watching, then let's try and get some world peace. If everyone watching tonight was just a little bit kinder to everybody then we really could make a change.
He hands the microphone back to Emma who turns to the camera
Emma Louise - Pretty powerful stuff there for a first episode. Back to you guys Joe
The camera cuts to the announcers table with Joe Aiello and Jeremy Piven, they look ready to go and look right into the camera.
Joe Aiello: Thank you Emma. Welcome to Monday Night Brawl ladies and Gentleman, we are very excited to be here in Winnipeg Manitoba for episode Four Thirty One. We are in for a star studded edition of Brawl this evening, capped off by an outstanding Main Event as two of our champions team up…yes team up to take on Living Dead Karl.
Jeremy Piven: Gives a new meaning to DEAD Man Walking…
Joe Aiello: Wow…just wow.
Jeremy Piven: Oh come on, that was legit…
Joe Aiello: On that note, lets head up to the ring to the lovely Jessica Stroup to kick Brawl off with our opening contest…
Jessica Stroup is standing in the center of the ring with a microphone in hand.
Jessica Stroup: Our first match is scheduled for one fall…introducing first from Lexington, Kentucky…weighing in tonight at 255lbs…please welcome to the ring SLADE HARDISON!!!
All Hustle, No Luck by Easy Lantana begins to play all over the arena. Slade Hardison runs out onto the stage jumping up and down. Slade then starts pumping up the crowd by lifting his hands up and down. Slade begins to walk down the ramp and stops in the middle of the ramp. Slade looks around the crowd and starts hitting his fist on his chest. On the 5th time, the pyros explode up and down the ramp. Slade continues his walk to the ring, giving hi-fives to the fans. Slade then jumps onto the apron and gets into the ring. Slade walks to the nearest turnbuckle, climbs it, and lifts his hands up and down.
Joe Aiello: Slade Hardison looks ready to go tonight…
Jeremy Piven: Fit and ripped, this guy screams superstar…
Joe Aiello: He looks to bounce back here this week.
Slade Hardison backs into the corner and squats down…looking like he’s ready to explode…the camera cuts back to Jessica Stroup.
Jessica Stroup: And his opponent from Malibu, California…weighing in tonight at 220lbs…being accompanied to the ring by Chris Calvin… ‘COLD HEARTED’ KING FLIP!!!!
K-I-N-G F-L-I-P flies from right to left across the tron screen, followed by a big pop of a pyro at the top of the rampway. "Obnoxious" by Immortal Technique begins to play and Chris Calvin walks through the curtain yelling obscenities into a microphone. He turns at the end of the stage and points the microphone over to the curtain, all the while King Flip walks through with his arms extended to openly accept any and all boos sent in his general direction. Flip walks in front of Calvin to make his way to the ring. Chris follows Flip to the ring, jogging ahead to walk up the steel steps and sit on the second rope. Flip nods in approval as he takes to the steps and enters the ring as aided by Chris, leaping onto the second rope to flash his 'double f' taunt. He then hops off the turnbuckle in a 180 to land and stares down Slade Hardison.
Joe Aiello: King Flip is an interesting character…
Jeremy Piven: You can say it Joe…he’s an odd ball
The referee signals for the bell and King Flip storms out of the corner and stands in the center of the ring motioning for Slade Hardison who doesn’t back down and storms to the center of the ring. Flip begins to shit talk before holding up his arms and flexes his muscles at Slade who begins to laugh before showing the crowd his own muscles to a nice pop from the crowd, Flip covers his ears and refuses to listen, he raises his right hand up in the air and want to have a test of strength with Slade who just looks at him.
Joe Aiello: Is Flip crazy…
Jeremy Piven: Do you really want me to answer that?
Slade looks at Flip and shrugs his shoulders and raises his left hand but it never makes contact with Flip’s as the second it goes up Flip kicks Slade in the stomach and drops him with a short clothesline. Flip looks shocked at himself and begins to say he’s sorry, even extending his hand out to help Slade up.
Joe Aiello: A cheap shot and NOW he wants to help the man up…
Jeremy Piven: We all get caught up in the moment from time to time…he’s trying to make it right…
Flip continues to apologize to Slade who looks pissed and Flip shakes his hand and tells Slade to take it…Slade looks at it for a second and then extends hi hand only for Flip to pull it away and run around the ring laughing and motioning out to the crowd how he pulled his hand away before doubling up in the corner holding his stomach laughing.
Joe Aiello: This guy…
Jeremy Piven: It’s the old Lucy pulling the football away from Charlie Brown…classic…
But Slade doesn’t think its funny as he pops up and runs straight at Flip who is like a deer caught in the headlights and eats a forearm to the face that drops him and he rolls right outside the ring. Flip and Chris come together for a little meeting of the minds but Slade is not going to wait on Flip, he bounces off the far ropes and through the middle ropes but Flip bails out leaving Chris Calvin to take the full brunt of Slade Hardison’s suicide dive.
Joe Aiello: AND SLADE TAKES OUT CHRIS CALVIN…
Jeremy Piven: And Flip looks sunned at what hah just happened…
Flip’s jaw drops open before he laughs at Chris’ misfortune before rolling back into the ring like nothing happened and begins to pump himself up. Slade Hardison gets to his feet and looks back into the ring at King Flip who is jumping up and down motioning for Slade to get back into the ring…even drawing an imaginary line on the mat with his foot.
Joe Aiello: Seriously, this guy is mental…but I love it
Jeremy Piven: And he’s clearly getting under the skin of Slade Hardison
Slade slides back into the ring and goes right at Flip who is ready for him and ducks the running clothesline, Slade stops on a dime and turns but Flip jumps and nails a backflip kick to the face of Slade Hardison sending him to the mat, Flip quickly dives on Slade, with a single hand pin attempt…
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But Slade easily kicks out of the half assed pin attempt, Flip looks shocked and looks at the ref and holds up three fingers, questioning the count and the referee looks confused and explains to Flip that it was only a one count.
Joe Aiello: Did he really think he’s win when he only used one hand to cover Slade Hardison?
Jeremy Piven: Yes…I believe he thought he could…
Flip turns back around and turns right into Slade Hardison who is back up, he grabs Flip around the middle and slams him to the mat with a picture perfect belly to belly suplex. Slade pops right back up and hits the ropes and drops a knee to the face of King Flip. Flip rolls around holding his face and gets back to this feet only to be dropped again by running spinning DDT…Slade covers…
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And Flip kicks out, Slade gets to his knees but Flip quickly strikes, reaching up and grabbing Slade around the neck and rolling Slade into a small package pin attempt…
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And as the refs hand is about to hit the mat Slade powers out but this time around Flip does not protest but jumps right to his feet as does Slade, Slade is the first to strike, throwing a right had but Flip ducks it, grabs Slade around the waist and send him back down to the mat with a belly to back suplex which he bridges into another pin attempt…
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Joe Aiello: Flip has him here…
Jeremy Piven: Aw so close!!!
But Hardison rolls out of the pin however Flip still holds on around the waist, Hardison drives a back elbow into the head of Flip and then another one and another one before Flip lets go, Hardison runs to the ropes and drops Flip with a running shoulder block. He bounces off the ropes again before jumping high into the air and taking the air out of Flip with a double stomp to his midsection. Hardison drops for a cover…
Joe Aiello: Is the slump over…
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Flip just gets his shoulder up and the crowd explodes with joy to see this match continue…
Jeremy Piven: Both men taking it up a level…
Joe Aiello: A lot riding on this match…
Both men get back to their feet and Slade is the first to land a right hand…and then another but Flip ducks the third and hooks Slade’s arms and backslides into another pin attempt…
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Hardison powers out…
Joe Aiello: Flip is a countering machine, a very impressive debut…
Jeremy Piven: But it’s going to take more than a counter to put Slade Hardison down…
Joe Aiello: Well King Flip looks all business now…
Flip scoops Slade up onto his shoulder and drops him down into the Dr Driver II, Slade lands with a thud and seems out cold, Flip doesn’t mess around and goes right for the cover…
Jeremy Piven: This has to be it…
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Slade Hardison out of complete instinct shoots the right shoulder up…on the outside of the ring Chris Calvin is finally back up to his feet and begins to pound the mat…
Joe Aiello: I CAN’T BELIEVE HE KICKED OUT!!!
Jeremy Piven: He still may be out on his feet…King Flip pops up and pulls Slade Hardison to his feet, he under hooks Slade’s arms…
Joe Aiello: Oh this doesn’t look good for Slade…
King Flip poses for a second and winks out to the crowd before dropping straight down driving Slade Hardison’s face and neck into the mat…
Joe Aiello: THE CURE!!!
Jeremy Piven: The Cure…I’d hate to see what that cures…
Flip covers Slade and hooks the leg for good measure…
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Joe Aiello: HE DID IT, KING FLIPS WINS HIS DEBUT MATCH HERE TONIGHT!!!
Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner…KING FLIP!!!
Jeremy Piven: Impressive start to what is sure to be an impressive career here in EWC!!!
King Flip jumps up and begins to run around the ring as if he had just won the lottery, he drops down to his knees and looks up into the heavens as Chris Calvin joins him in the ring, the two high five as Flip jumps to his feet and raises his arms high into the air before taking a long bow
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Jessica Stroup: The following contest is a one-on-one match scheduled for one fall!
"Violent Rhythm 2” By Linkin Park & Eminem plays throughout the arena, after the opening part of the song the arena fades into pitch black and the crowd cheers. As the music begins to pick up, the stage lights flash white in between the pitch blackness to match the beat of the guitar. Shawn walks out from the back through a pyro like rain while the lights fade to a black light purplish red effect and huge amounts of red and silver pyro shoot out from the sides and top of the entrance way ramp following by two Canadian Flags eclipsing both sides of the entrance ramp as the music continued to play in the background over the sound system.
Jessica Stroup: Introducing first, from Montreal, Quebec, Canada...
Shawn Cage has his attention focused on taking his time while walking down to the ring, slapping a few hands of fans at ringside. He stops and looks around at the fans cheering, he then makes his way to the ring. Once there he runs up the steel steps and onto the apron.
Jessica Stroup: ...weighing in at two-hundred and thirty-one pounds...
He then grabs the top rope and flips over into the ring, stopping in the center of the ring as the fans cheer and snap pictures of him as he taunts them with his last name is then spelled out in silver and red pyro behind him on a structure that was lowered from the rafters.
Jessica Stroup: "The Canadian Controversy" Shawn Cage!
He then takes off his hoodie, earrings, lip and eyebrow ring and places it on the outside and then calls to a member of the ringside crew to come and grab his items, He then reaches into his pocket he pulls out a pair of padded MMA black gloves and begins to put them on and stretch out using the ring ropes, awaiting the bell while slipping a mouth guard in-between his teeth.
Jessica Stroup: And his opponent...
The lights inside the arena go out as "Cochise" starts up. A single strobe light flashes in the direction of the stage. As the lyrics come in Xavier walks out from behind the curtain and onto the stage. He paces back and forth across the stage before walking to the edge of the ramp and raising his arms into the air, crossing his forearms into a X over his head.
Jessica Stroup: ...hailing from New York, New York...
He walks down to the ring, eyes glued on to that ring and ignores the fans he passes as the jeer him for renouncing his Canadian lineage.
Jessica Stroup: ....weighing in at two-hundred and twenty pounds...
Xavier marches up the steps and jumps into the ring. He heads right to the corner and climbs up to the middle rope and once again raises his arms into the air and crossed his forearms into a X.
Jessica Stroup: ..."The Bastard of Volando" Xavier Reid!
Both men circle the ring as the bell sounds, Xavier talking trash and goading Shawn to make the first move. Shawn shoots forward, stopping on his knee and shooting back as Xavier attempts to connect with a kick. Xavier taunts him and goads him some more but Shawn only fakes him out again. Reid is getting visibly angry and goes full throttle on a third attempt but this time Shawn goes all the way and wraps him up for a T-bone suplex to a big pop from the crowd.
Aiello: Cage with the first maneuver of the match and the fans sure do love it.
Piven: It's more likely because Reid made the right decision in moving to New York. Fuck this place and these people. They smell like Goddamn pancakes all the time.
Aiello: Would you just call the match with me? Why is it always someth--
Piven: BAM! REID RIGHT BACK BABY.
Shawn grabbed Reid by the back of the head and got caught up in an overhead belly to belly suplex. Both men get to their feet with Reid first by a half second. He connects with two stiff kicks to the ribs. Cage quickly absorbs the kicks and moves in for another suplex attempt but Reid has him scouted this time, grabbing the arm of Cage and spinning around. Xavier drops Shawn to the mat and attempts to lock in a Fujiwara armbar but Cage quickly rolls him off and slides out of the ring. He isn't outside of the ring for more than three seconds when Xavier hits the ropes and leaps out at him to connect with a suicide dive into a tornado DDT straight onto the concrete floor.
Aiello: Holy crap! There's only about two inches between the padded flooring and the guardrail and Shawn Cage's forehead found it with precision. No way Xavier Reid wasn't practicing that exact spot for days trying to perfect that. No damn way this wasn't deliberate as we look at the now very-happy-with-himself face of Xavier Reid.
Piven: Why shouldn't he be happy? He saw his spot, he took it, and it worked out.
Aiello: Shawn Cage is bleeding from the face and you're telling me this is okay?
Piven: Don't act like that doesn't come with this business, Aiello.
Reid slides a bloodied Cage into the ring and follows him in. Reid goes to lift him up and is caught in a small package.
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Reid barely kicks out before three and his happiness with the situation immediately dissolves while the fan's jeers had switched to jubilation. Both men get on their feet at once. Xavier rushes Shawn and is tossed over the top rope. He holds onto the rope and secures himself atop the ring apron only to receive a less-than-welcoming missile dropkick to the face. Reid flies face first into the guardrail. Cage doesn't leave him a second to breathe either as he does a run at the ropes and at full speed hits Reid with a sky twister press right over the top rope.
HO-LY SHIT!
HO-LY SHIT!
HO-LY SHIT!
Aiello: And Cage with the return favor, that fantastic spinning splash maneuver right onto the midsection and shoulder of his opponent to plant him onto that thinly-padded concrete. That at the very least took Xavier's breath right out of his lungs.
Piven: Shawn Cage knew exactly what he had to do to take Xavier Reid down, but if he doesn't stay right the hell on him do not expect to see Cage have his hand raised after this.
This time it's Cage sliding Reid into the ring and following him in. Cage uses the back of the referee's shirt to wipe the blood away from his face and eyes much to the disdain of said referee before going to pick up his opponent. The referee is both disgusted and distracted enough for Reid to get a thumb to the eye and clench Cage's hair long enough for a jawbreaker.
Piven: See what I'm talking about? Four seconds was all it took.
Aiello: Four seconds, a thumb to the eye, and blatant grabbing of another man's hair.
Piven: But more importantly, only four seconds of rest.
Reid stands and runs to the ropes, jumping onto the second rope for a springboard moonsault right into the knees of Shawn Cage. Cage quickly rolls up and catches Reid with his finishing inverted neckbreaker.
Aiello: CAGED EXPLOSION! THIS HAS GOTTA BE IT FOLKS!
The fans absolutely lose their minds at the sight of the quickly hit finisher, but the referee is out of position. He had gotten a towel from someone at ringside and was wiping away the blood in disgust. Cage has Reid down for at least a five count before he realizes what's going on. Cage gets up and claps at the referee, using choice words in telling him basically how to do his job. He points to Reid and claps three times before going down for another pinning attempt while the referee gets into position.
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Reid barely gets his foot under the rope enough for it to qualify for the rope break. Shawn sweeps up the other foot with his arm and tries again.
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Reid, with a millimeter to spare, gets his arm up enough to qualify as a kick out. Cage is visibly livid but keeps his cool with the referee. He lifts Reid and is surprised with a Hell's Gate Triangle Choke!
Aiello: Xavier calls this submission X-ed Out!
Piven: And Shawn Cage looks like that's what he's about to be. What the hell do I keep saying about Xavier Reid and what the hell does Shawn Cage keep doing? He's not staying right on top of Xavier and he's paying the price every single time!
Aiello: I wouldn't say that just yet. He's getting his footing and already attempting to power out of the submission. He's only eleven pounds heavier than Xavier and he's giving it his all to use his strength too -- oh my God -- he's lifting Xavier up! OH MY GOD HE'S GOING TO POWERBOMB HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE! OH MY GOD XAVIER HELD ON!! BOTH MEN TUMBLE TO THE OUTSIDE!!! BOTH MEN ARE OUT ON THE OUTSIDE!!!
Shawn Cage had, with one arm and a lot of leg strength, lifted Xavier up just enough to dump him over the top rope; however, it wasn't enough to get Xavier to release the hold and caused both men to tumble out of the ring, onto the floor, and into the guardrail.
HO-LY SHIT!
HO-LY SHIT!
HO-LY SHIT!
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THIS IS AWE-SOME!
THIS IS AWE-SOME!
The fans are 100% behind the match at this point with both men floored outside. Neither is moving an inch.
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LET'S GO CAA-AGE! SHAWN CAGE SUCKS!
LET'S GO CAA-AGE! SHAWN CAGE SUCKS!
LET'S GO CAA-AGE! SHAWN CAGE SUCKS!
Still, neither man seems to be moving much at all. Random appendages flail slightly but no real movement.
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As if on cue, both men fire up to their feet and slide into the ring.
Reid gets up and stumbles around into a shining wizard followed into being brought down into Shawn's knees with a codebreaker, then once again immediately into a triangle choke. Reid is bleeding from the face but barely has his foot under the rope again.
Aiello: THE FALLOUT TACTIC! THE FALLOUT TACTIC! XAVIER IS UNCONSCIOUS BUT HAS A FOOT UNDER THE ROPE!! CAGE HAS TO BREAK THE HOLD!!
The hold breaks four seconds after it gets locked in but Reid is out. Cage pulls Reid away from the ropes and goes for the pin.
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Jessica Stroup: Here's your winner... "The Canadian Controversy" Shawn Cage!
Shawn has his hand raised to heavy support from the fans in Canada. He soaks it in for several seconds before leaving the ring while Reid is attended to. Reid pushes away the help and shakes his head obviously very angry at the loss. He wipes blood from his mouth and spits out more as we cut to commercial
WINNER: SHAWN CAGE
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BACKSTAGE
The camera catches up with Xavier Reid walking back through the curtains after his match with Shawn Cage, he is wiping himself down with a towel as he heads straight to the locker room. A few EWC employees shout out ‘good match Xavier’ but he ignores them, all he wants is to get in the shower and clean up, he’s not in the mood to make small talk with people so junior in this company that he will never remember their names come morning. He wipes his chest off one final time and tosses the towel into a bin outside the doors leading to the men’s locker look…
Xavier pushes open the door and heads right to his locker, number 22. He sits down on the wooden bench and begins to unlace his boots, he sits the right one up on the bench and follow suits with the left on and the reaches up and lifts the metal hinge and opens the locker. He reaches into the locker, past his jeans and t-shirt but it’s not there, he begins to pull out his clothes but his towel and toiletry bag are gone…
Xavier Reid: You have to be f*****g kidding me…
Was this their way of ribbing him…to steal some of his shit right out of his locker…this crap wasn’t going to fly…sure it might work on some of the green rookies around here but he was neither…and whoever did this was going to learn the hard way that Xavier Reid was not a man to be fucked with…
Xavier Reid: Somebody is going to f*****g die here tonight…
He tosses his clothes back into the locker along with his boots and pulls out his shoes…the right one is on before Xavier hears whistling coming from the showers, no way they are hiding out in here, nobody is that fucking stupid he thought but before he can get to his feet out walks King Flip in only a towel…Xavier’s towel…he walks to the sinks and places a grey bag on the counter…Xavier’s grey bag…and opens it and pulls out a stick of deodorant, he gives it a smell and shrugs before running it under his pits…
Xavier Reid: WHAT THE F**K ARE YOU DOING WITH MY S**T MAN!!!
Flip stops moving entirely. Frozen, perhaps stunned by the decibels of how loud Xavier had just yelled, he remains motionless as Xavier storms over to his things. He yanks the deodorant out of Flip's hand and the camera moves in to show that Flip is trying his absolute hardest not to bellow out into laughter. Just then, Flip's manager Chris Calvin storms out of the shower area with a tube sock…Xavier's tube sock…neatly fastened onto his genitalia.
Chris Calvin: And swing it 'round like a helicop-…t-uh oh.
King Flip: Uh oh indeed, my main man with a sock on his ham. Uh oh is right. Look, uh… I don't know your name, but I guess I mistook your bag for mine. Our lockers are right next to each other over there. So… yeah. I'm, uh, sorry? Yeah. I'm sorry.
Chris Calvin: That was very super genuine of you, Flip.
King Flip: Why yes, yes it was, Chris.
Flip dries his undercarriage one more time before gently placing the used towel on Xavier's shoulder, Xavier looks at the towel and then back at Flip
Xavier Reid: Do you have a F*****G DEATHWISH…
Xavier takes the towel and throws it back at Flip who is still all smiles…
Xavier Reid: Is this the type of crap you morons think is funny around here…that gets you noticed around here…well pal…congratulations…I NOTICED YOU…YOU GOT MY ATTENTION…and you may not know who I am…but pal you soon will…laugh it up…enjoy the good times…because if you cross my path again…so help me god…I WILL TEAR OFF YOUR F*****G HEAD AND S**T DOWN THE HOLE THAT’S LEFT…stay out of my locker AND STAY THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY…
Xavier grabs the bag and storms back to his locker, he slams it inside and rips out a pair of black gym shorts…he storms past Flip who is still smiling and Chris Calvin who pulls off the sock and offers it to Xavier who just walks by. Chris and Flip walk up to one another and high five.
King Flip: Are you pondering what I'm pondering, Pinky?
Flip walks past Chris and inspects Xavier's locker. He pulls out a wrestling boot and plops it on the ground, signaling to Chris.
King Flip: Keep watch.
Chris Calvin: Dude, no. I. NO. DON'- and you're doing it. Okay then. This is a terrible idea.
Chris begrudgingly looks out as we watch Flip squat down and make something awful of a face. A fart and a small plop sound follow. Chris looks disgusted. Flip uses the towel to, ahem, wipe up and both men quickly get dressed.
Piven: Joe, if Flip just did what I'm pretty sure he just did, Xavier is going to freak.
Aiello: I… don't we have a match or something to move on to? I have no words for what I just saw.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
The scene cuts backstage as Shadow Man, Chris Constantine, Nirvana, and Metal Black stand outside of a door. Chris is pounding on the door as everyone looks on.
Chris: Kurt! Kurt get out of the janitors closet! You're match is coming up and you need to get ready for it.
Kurt: Forget it! I'm not facing off against a zombie and you can't make me!
Chris flings his hands in the air and walks away from the door as he looks at the group.
Chris: Ok, someone else talk some sense into him because I've been doing this for a week now and he hasn't been listening to me.
Shadow Man steps forward and pats Chris on the back of the shoulder
Shadow Man: I got this.
Stepping up to the door, Shadow Man taps on the door and starts to speak to Kurt.
Shadow Man: Come on Kurt. You wont even come out of the janitors closet for a Scooby Snack?
Kurt: Not even for a Scooby Snack!
Shadow Man: Fine I guess we'll just have to....oh no. Metal Black spilled water all over her white t-shirt. And what's this? She's not wearing a bra.! And now she's doing jumping jacks.
Metal Black looks over at Shadow Man confused but she quickly understands what Shadow is doing. Mean while Nirvana, who has a huge smile on his face, looks down at Metal Blacks boobs hoping to see them wet and jiggly. Metal sees this and rolls her eyes as she slaps Nirvana in the back of the head. Suddenly, the sound of the door unlocking can be heard and everyone gets ready for Kurt to come running out. The door quickly flings open with Kurt having a huge smile on his face. The smile soon turns into horror as he doesn't see Black all wet and doing jumping jacks but a large crowd ticked off at him. Kurt quickly tries to go back inside but is cut off by Shadow Man who punches him in the face. Kurt goes cold and falls to the ground.
Shadow Man: Alright, lets go.
Grabbing Kurt by the leg, Shadow Man begins to drag Kurt to the arena. Black, Chris, and Nirvana quickly follow with Nirvana rubbing the back of his head.
Nirvana: That's a cruel way to work one mans penis.
Metal Black: It got the job done.
NO-DQ MATCH
Joe Aiello: Well that sure was interesting... The FORCE ladies and gentleman. All right folks, time for round three: Sam Attic and Metal Black. These two have been wanting to face on another really fiercely since Metal has been going through th rest of Blacklist, save Leon and Derek.
Jeremy Piven: She’s saving the best for last, or allowing Shadow Man to have Derek in one piece later. But tonight she has her hands full with Sam Attic.
Jessica Stroup: The following match is a no disqualification match and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, representing The Blacklist, standing 6’2” and weighing at 235 lbs. From Las Vegas, Nevada, he is “PSYCHO” SAM ATTIC!
The lights dim and the first strains of music blast into the arena, the lights begin to flash as Sam enters in a sequined robe. The lights making it sparkle, his arms outstretched and open towards the crowd. Slowly and deliberately walking to the ring with his normal smirk spread across his face, he slowly walks around the ring and finally enters. Stepping to the center, he slowly grinds and removes his robe, his tights showing the face of his opponent. He tosses the robe out of the ring and takes a corner, looking around like he is bored.
Jeremy Piven: We’re seeing Sam Attic with a new focus here tonight, rumor has it his eyes are set on really hurting Metal Black tonight.
Joe Aiello: In this match, anyone from FORCE or Blacklist could interfere, but they might stay back because of this match knowing everything is legal.
Jessica Stroup: His opponent, standing 5’7” and weighing in at 140 lbs, representing The FORCE, from Detroit, Michigan, she is METAL BLACK!
The lights dim as a few acoustic cords get strummed over the PA. As "Conditions of my Parole" by Puscifer hits in full blast, Metal Black emerges from the back in a leather jacket and... frankly, not a whole lot else. With a pool cue slung over one shoulder and a Black & Mild cigar tucked between her lips, she takes her time making her way down the ramp. She high fives fans, she stops to lean over the guard rail and let them take pictures with her, and otherwise seems to be having the time of her life.
Metal Black leans her pool cue up against the apron before sliding under the bottom rope and into the ring. She paces around a bit before putting her cigar out on one of the turnbuckles, then flicks it to the floor and pull herself up on the corner. The cheers of the crowd heighten for a moment as she grabs the edges of her jacket, hesitantly... then tugs it from her shoulders, tossing the jacket to the referee and revealing what might well be the lewdest ring attire in professional wrestling.
Jeremy Piven: Metal Black, one of the hottest stars both physically and in the ring in EWC today. She’s the #1 contender to fellow member of FORCE Kurt Newman’s International Championship. Can she continue her winning streak tonight?
Joe Aiello: She’ll definitely be one tough opponent to beat. But there’s a lot of fight left in Sam Attic and- WHAT’S HE DOING!?
Before the referee can call for the bell, Sam Attic runs over to Metal Black and hits a Suicide Dive, knocking her off the ring and onto the ground. The referee goes out the ring and tries to get them to take it back in the ring, but neither one list as they start throwing fists back at the other’s face. Sam gets the upper hand as he also head butts Metal’s nose hard.
Picking the smaller wrestler up, Sam easily hits a Snap Suplex on Metal and lays her out across the barricade. She rolls into the crowd, but Sam follows her, steals a Steel Chair and begins smashing her over her legs and lower back. Metal fights through the pain and stands up, grabs the chair and tosses it aside but Sam follows up with a Bicycle Kick. It connects with such force, it pushes her over the barricade.
Joe Aiello: Seeing a lot of anger and frustration getting released from Sam Attic on Metal Black.
Jeremy Piven: Metal Black looks to be favoring that back of hers, that’s all from that Psycho’s demented mind. He made a weakness and he’s going to tear her apart.
Sam climbs up on barricade and waits until his opponent stands up; Metal Black stands up and sees her opponent coming back with an Axe Handle Smash but Metal counters with a Hammer Punch to his crotch. He lands hard on his chest but Black hits him in the face with her boot. Placing his head on the entrance ramp, Metal puts a knee on her opponent’s head and starts mashing it against the ramp. Sam rolls over and Metal counters with several harsh Bitch Slaps to his face and then grabs him by his ears and forces him up the ramp.
Once they’re up the ramp, Metal forces her opponent up and whips him into metal entry way. Sam hits it hard and Metal runs up and hits a Facebuster to add insult to injury. Rolling over, Sam spits a tooth in his hand, pockets it but Metal hits him with another Hammer Punch over his head. Forcing him up, Metal it’s a Repeating Knee Lift into her opponent’s gut.
Joe Aiello: Suddenly Metal Black’s fighting back. She’s taking everything back at her opponent and giving him just as much as she gets.
Jeremy Piven: This is definitely a great match tonight! It hasn’t even officially begun yet! Wonder how everyone in the back will enjoy this.
Metal stands over her opponent and taunts him, however Sam finds a second wind and throws a fist into her gut then smashes his head into her chin. She stumbles back and Sam drives a knee into her gut and then hits a Double Arm DDT on the entry way. The fans are getting excited as the two continue the brutality, namely with Sam going to the back and getting a pane of glass.
He lifts it up to swing it down on her, but Metal kicks her opponent in his gut and grabs the pane. Lifting it up, she smashes it over his head and Sam takes a knee. Metal grabs his hair but Sam slashes her and cuts her suit just between her breasts and naval. She looks down and Sam kicks her in the gut and lifts her up into a Stalling Suplex and drops her back over the broken glass.
Metal Black screams loud feeling the shards in her back and Sam, being the psychotic he is, grabs the shards in her and digs them into her. Then he stands up and drives a knee into the back of her head. Noticing her blood on his hand, he licks his fingers clean and looks over the edge of the entry way and sees electrical equipment set up. Metal gets up, runs over and hits a running DDT.
The two lay out for a few moments and slowly start getting up, the fans get solidly behind Metal Black as she doesn’t give in and is the first to punch Sam Attic in the face. Then Sam swings his fist back and hits her face. The two start trading blows with the fans getting solidly behind Metal and both stand up. She goes for a Side Belly to Belly Suplex but Sam escapes and head butts her head from behind and then tosses her into the entry metal pole.
Jeremy Piven: Now that’s sick, the two are enjoying making the other bleed, especially Sam. Who does he think he is, Derek Wellings? Is the Blacklist also a group of vampires?
Joe Aiello: I have no idea, but seeing how twisted both Sam and Derek’s minds are; it wouldn’t be too hard to believe. I just want to know what Sam Attic is thining now.
Sam lifts the smaller metal up on the metal, and gets her into the brain buster position. He walks over to the edge but now the referee tries to stop him. He kicks the referee in between the legs and hits the CORNAH KILLA!!!! The two crash through the table and into the electrical equipment nearby.
The lights flicker for a few moments but stage hands run over with fire extinguishers and spray both down. The two are bleeding heavily from metal scraping their heads and EMT’s rush out. The referee manages to recover as Jessica Stroup comes up the ramp and helps him up. He talks to her a moment and then Jessica looks at the crowd.
Jessica Stroup: The referee has ruled as neither participant can continue this match and it never officially started, this match has been ruled a NO CONTEST.
THIS MATCH HAS BEEN DECLARED NO CONTEST
Joe Aiello: No contest, this one definitely has the fans happy to see it tonight but at the same time, they’re most upset about this.
Jeremy Piven: Don’t worry; we got a lot more action left tonight. Folks stay tuned, we’ll see you in a few short minutes.
EMT’s check on both Metal Black and Sam Attic and start removing them from the EWC Arena.
BACKSTAGE
The cameras cut back to the locker room, Xavier is seen walking out of the shower in a pair of black gym shorts, dripping wet having no towel to dry off with. He still looks pissed from his interaction with Flip and Chris but looks into the mirror and runs his runs his hand over his wet head and tries to shake off…
Xavier Reid: Morons…
Xavier turns to head to his locker and notices his wrestling boots sitting up on the bench…he stops and looks at them, he put them in the locker he thought to himself…
Xavier Reid: No way their that stupid…
Xavier walks over to the boots and looks at them…something isn’t right…he knows it…he looks down and sees his towel…the brown streaks on it…he looks down at the towel and back at his boots…
Xavier Reid: NO F*****G WAY…
Xavier holds up the boot and gives it a sniff and begins to gag from the smell and the thought that there is shit in his boot…he looks down at the other one and sure enough…both boots have been shit in…he grabs the boots and storms out of the locker room…he’s going to find him…and kill him…
Xavier Reid: WHERE THE F**K IS KING FLIP!!!
People stop in their spots and look at Xavier and then look around…nobody answers him so he storms off down the hallway…
Xavier Reid: FLIP…WHERE THE HELL IS KING FLIP!!!
Xavier turns the corner and almost runs right into a young lady wearing a blue vest with a EWC badge, she is standing next to a bald little boy who’s face lights up when he sees Xavier Reid…Xavier looks at her badge…Alex Turner…she smiles at Xavier…
Alex Turner: Oh Xavier, this is Billy Doherty, he’s here tonight as part of the Make A Wish campaign and is going to have his very own meet and greet with Shadow Man, Billy this is…
Billy Doherty: I know who this is…Xavier Reid…I watched your match with AC at Ultraviolet Retribution with my dad, you were awesome!!!
Alex Turner: Billy here had stage 2…(she lowers her voice and shields her mouth) cancer…but he’s in remission now…
Xavier Reid: I think the kid knew he had cancer sweetheart…
Alex Turner: Well we don’t want to dwell on the past Xavier…tonight is about happier times…you never know what the future holds for kids like Billy, so we want to make sure he enjoys every second of his time left here…with the EWC that is…
Xavier shakes his head and for a moment forgot he was out here to kill King Flip…
Xavier Reid: Great, well enjoy meeting Shadow Man I guess…sort of seems like it’s a wasted wish really, I mean if it was me I’d have picked a broad and hoped for a sympathy tug or something but to each their own kid, have you seen King Flip?
Alex Turner: Oh no, I have not, we just got here, Billy, since you seem to be a fan of Xavier is there anything you might want to ask him?
Billy looks at Xavier and then down at a little book he’s holding…and smiles as he holds up the book and a pen…
Billy Doherty: Xavier can I get an autograph?
Xavier looks down at the kid...he looked like he’s had a bad go at life…for sure…but what would kissing this kids ass do for him…it wasn’t going to make him tougher…no…no he thought…giving into this kid…giving him the autograph wasn’t the answer…then he thought of it…the perfect gift…life was tough he thought…you were going to get shit on from time to time…
Xavier Reid: I’ll do one better kid…here…I wore these tonight…for you…
Xavier holds out the boots and the kids face lights up…he grabs them and holds them tight to his chest…
Billy Doherty: Oh my god…BEST DAY EVER!!!
Xavier Reid: You may want to let them air out a bit…maybe wait till you get back to the hotel before slipping those bad boys on…anyways…I have to go…best luck with the cancer kid…
Xavier turns around and heads back towards the locker room…he looks back over his shoulder to see Alex rubbing Billy’s bald head and squeezing him into a hug…she looks up at Xavier and smiles and gives him a little wink…yeah he thought…I’m going to hell for sure…
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Aiello: Next we have the lovely and beautiful Emma Louise taking on Black List member JTC, Emma was successful last week when taking on Chris Maverick and looks to continue her success, all while JTC looks to rebound after suffering a loss at the hands of Shawn Cage.
Piven If she keeps this up, she’ll end up running through the entire Blacklist, much like a bad taco will run through Shadow Man.
Aiello: Well I suppose we will see, but I believe you may be right.
Piven I imagine the entire Blacklist group is looking to prove something tonight. We’ll see just how much they can through out the course of the night.
Aiello: On to Jessica with the introductions for this contest.
"Phenomenal" by Eminem hits the pa system as smoke fills the stage as JTC comes walking out taunting the fans as he gets to the ring and slides in. All while the fans heckle him by chanting “You’re Not Phenomenal” “JTC Sucks” “Blacklist Sucks” and “You Lost to Shawn Cage”.
Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen, The following match is scheduled for one fall. Making his way first to the ring, from Milwaukee, WI, He weighed in at 238 lbss and he is representing the Blacklist.. “The Bad Guy” Jonathon Thomas Cross.
This Little Girl" by Cady Groves plays and Emma steps through the curtain. Blows a kiss to the crowd a la Maria and then walks down the ramp, half dancing down it to it until she reaches the steel steps, taking her time to walk up them and then across the ring apron where she slips feet first through the ropes like an envelope before laying suggestively over the top rope. The fans begin to chant her name.
EMMA!
EMMA!
EMMA!
EMMA!
JTC looks pissed and throws his hands over his head, trying to cover his ears as it is clearly getting under his skin.
Stroup: And his opponent, hailing from London, U.K. and now taking residence in New York, weighing in at none of your business because it's not nice to ask a lady that question... The Ever Beautiful and Very Dangerous EMMA LOUISE!!
Aiello: Looks like JTC can’t handle the fans chanting for Emma.
Piven: Based off his recent record and the recent disappearance of his wife, it looks like he can’t even handle his own affairs.
The bell sounds and JTC charges at Emma like a wild boar in the wild, she side steps and allows him to run straight into the turnbuckle padding. He wobbles around stunned and falls face first onto the map much like how Ric Flair made famous. Emma climbs up to the top rope and catches JTC as he was on his way to his feet with a sunset flip that she turns into a pinning combination. The ref slides into place to make the count.
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KICKOUT!
Aiello: Once again, Emma is looking to make quick work of her opponent tonight.
Piven: Much like Chris Maverick last week, she nearly ended the match before it ever began.
JTC is pissed, he rolls around on the mat like a child and throws a tantrum. He rolls out of the ring and kicks the steel steps as he walks around the ring. Emma stays in the ring and leans against the ropes as the ref begins to count.
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The count is broken as Emma has had enough and does not wish to win this by count out, she slides out under the rope and chases JTC around to ring who slides in and catches her with a stomp to the head as she gets into the ring as the fans begin to boo loudly. He points at his forehead and yells “I’m smatter than her.”
Piven: JTC got the best of her there.
Aiello: Maybe Emma should of allowed him to get counted out.
JTC picks Emma up by her hair and drags her around the ring with it, he leans her up against the ropes and begins to choke her with it by placing his foot of the back of her head, all while taunting the crowd. The ref gets into his face and warns him that he will disqualify him. JTC ignores him so the ref begins to count.
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JTC breaks the hold before the ref can count the five and Emma rolls around on the mat gasping for air, JTC walks over to the ropes and screams at the fans about how much he is better and how Emma was beneath him.
Aiello: Never one to not take the time to praise
himself.
Piven: But if he keeps wasting time, he might find himself at a loss just like Chris Maverick did last week. Never count out Emma.
JTC continues to taunt the crowd, as if he forgot he was even in a match. This allowed Emma time to recover and she dropkicks him and nails both feet to the back of his head. She proceeds to stomp him in the gut repeatedly and then she walks over to the ropes and climbs up them from the middle, she uses the middle rope to springboard off of them and comes down hard on top of JTC with a splash, she hooks the leg for the pinfall.
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Aiello: JTC managed to kick out, looks like losing to a veteran like Shawn Cage taught him something last week.
Piven: Well I get the feeling that he didn’t learn enough because I think Emma might be moving in for the kill.
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Emma jumps up and climbs the turnbuckle as the fans cheer for her and her hard fought victory.
Stroup: Your winner... by Pinfall! EMMA LOUISE!!
Aiello: Once again, Emma has proven that she will not be taken lightly.
Piven: She has been on a roll lately, she might need to start a Blacklist check list.
Aiello: Let's take a look some of the action from that match.
Emma celebrates on her way up the ramp, as the highlights from the match began to play. We cut away to the backstage area.
BACKSTAGE
RINGSIDE
The camera pans around the arena full of fans when the lights suddenly go out and the arena is pitch black. White smoke begins to emerge from the stage and a video pops up on the titantron.
The camera returns to the arena, still pitch black, a spotlight shines on a figure sitting in a leather rocking chair, his back is turned to the audience. He is wearing a black hood and is unrecognizable. White smoke surrounds the figure, who begins to speak.
Mystery Man: The devil has claimed his soul. A demon will soon rise to claim his redemption.
The lights flicker as the mystery man disappears into the stage. The lights come back on and the white smoke begins to fade. A message is shown on the stage that reads "A Demon Has Been Created, Powers That be Will be Shaken, The World as You Know it Will End. 08/28/15"
The scene switches to somewhere in the backstage area, where manager to Kurt Newman, Chris Constantine is talking on his cell.
Chris Constantine: "Yeah, I needed to get away from Kurt for a minute. ... Yeah, still hung up on that whole Karl thing. ... I know, I know, but, man, I'm done trying to reason with him. If he gets into the ring with that... atti... tude..."
Chris' speech grinds to a halt, and the source of this is quickly revealed to be none other than Living Dead Karl.
Aiello: "Oh, this is bad."
Without another word, Chris puts his phone away.
Living Dead Karl: "Soooo, you little f-fuckin' BITCH! You got wo-words for me NOW?"
Chris Constantine: "Hey, hey, hold on..."
Living Dead Karl: "Oh, I'll ho-hoooold ON all right!"
And just as he finishes saying "all right!", he indeed holds on... to Chris' head as he bounces it off the wall! He then Irish whips the reeling manager back into said wall, leading the smaller man to slump to the ground.
Piven: "You can't say Chris doesn't deserve this, Aiello!"
Aiello: "Chris Constantine is NOT a competitor, Jeremy! This could be grounds for a lawsuit!"
Piven: "Hey, you don't mouth off someone like Living Dead Karl, you don't get hurt!"
Living Dead Karl: "NOW run yuh-your motherfuckin' mouth, trick! Say somethiiiiing NOW!"
Things seem their darkest for poor Chris. But then, he momentarily locks eyes onto something just out of the camera's view that makes him grin amidst the coughing and groaning.
Chris Constantine: "L-look behind you..."
LDK looks confused, as if there simply wasn't anything in this world that could possibly steal his moment of revenge from him.
Living Dead Karl: "What?"
But, he decides to turn around anyway, revealing two of Chris' other talents in the wrestling world. Jack Tillman, with a NJFC shirt on, and Andrew Wilkow, wearing a 2CW shirt, stand right behind him. There is a moment of reflection, as LDK's rotting brain processes the situation for longer than the average man, but par for the course for the average zombie, maybe a bit quicker.
The sight of Jack Tillman and Andrew Wilkow causes a grimaced look to creep onto his visage.
Living Dead Karl: "You thuhhhh-think you two motherfuckers are enough t-t-to take ME on?!"
He says this, of course, as he's backing off. Cowardice? Common sense? Something else beginning with "C"? Either way, Jack and Andrew are about to charge forward and put the boots to LDK, when Chris quickly albeit weakly gets to his feet and interjects himself.
Chris Constantine: "Whoa! Whoa! Wait. Guys, we don't fight for free. Okay? Okay? Let's go. Come on."
And the two men decide to do the right thing and let Kurt and Shadow Man kill the piece of shit zombie in front of a live audience.
Living Dead Karl: "That's ruh-ruh-RIGHT you're runnin' the FUUUCK away! Tonight's g-gonna be ALL y'all motherfuckers last days on Err-Earth!"
And after a bit more taunting from the Unholy Undead, the scene switches back to the arena.
Aiello: "Jack and Andrew might have just saved Chris' life right there."
Piven: "Talk about some bad timing!"
Aiello: "For who?!"
Piven: "Exactly. Lets move onto to our next match of the evening"
COMMERCIAL
NON TITLE HANDI-CAP MATCH
SHADOW MAN (C) & KURT NEWMAN (C)
Vs
LIVING DEAD KARL
Match Writer: Xavier Reid (with additional help from Derek Wellings)
Match 2 - King Flip
Match 3 - Derek Wellings
Match 4 - Shawn Cage
Match 5 - Derek Wellings
Main Event - Xavier Reid
Xavier Reid
Kurt Newman
Living Dead Karl
Shadow Man
Ruthless Aggression
Emma Louise
Justin Matthews
Xavier Reid
King Flip
KING FLIP Vs SLADE HARDISON
WINNER: King Flip
MATCH 2
XAVIER REID Vs SHAWN CAGE
WINNER: Shawn Cage
MATCH 3
SAM ATTIC Vs METAL BLACK
WINNER: (Angled Match)
MATCH 4
EMMA LOUISE Vs JTC
WINNER: Emma Louise
MATCH 5
CHRIS MAVERICK Vs XPLODE
WINNER: Xplode
MAIN EVENT
SHADOW MAN (C) & KURT NEWMAN (C) Vs LIVING DEAD KARL
WINNER: Kurt Newman & Shadow Man (NOTE: Shadow Man does not get a "W" on his record due to n/s)
© THE EXTREME WRESTLING CORPORATION 2015