FNR presents Uncensored

[Michael Saint]

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.

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation & Friday Night Rampage presents

UNCENSORED

Brought to you by Under Armour, Sony and Dr Pepper

Live from the TD GARDENS IN BOSTON MASSACHUSETTS

UNCENSORED 2015
OCTOBER 25TH 2015
Live From the TD Gardens in Boston Massachusetts
Commentators: Scott Caan & David Arquette
Announcer: Emmanuelle Chriqui
Head Ref: Paul Turner
Backstage help: Ace Heart

David Arquette: Hello ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to Uncensored brought to you by the A-Brand Friday Night Rampage! My name is David Arquette and with me as always is Scott Caan!

Scott Caan: Thanks a lot David! Boy do we got a big card tonight. We have six matches two of which are title matches. We got a Taipei Death Match for the TV Title and the number one contenders spot for the United States Title! We got Falls Count Anywhere Match! Then we have the main event a Rage in a Cage match for the United States Championship! This is a jammed backed show for you all here courtesy of Rampage!

David Arquette: Now normally we would have the General Manager of Rampage one Michael Saint come out and open up the show for you, but he is boycotting coming out here before the show.

Scott Caan: How right you are! Michael Saint thought that since this show was called Uncensored that we should have Topless Girls on the entrance ramp all show, but sadly President Mac did not agree. Saint refuses to open the show without topless girls.

David Arquette: I do not know why Mac hates boobs so much. They are magical.

Scott Caan: Right you are David Arquette.

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PARKING LOT

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*As he drove to the parking garage outside TD Gardens arena in his 2012 Black Dodge Challenger w/ white stripes down the middle, Chris Kamikaze had thoughts swirling around inside his head. He proceeded to park his car, turn off the ignition, step out, grab his wrestling bag, lock his doors, and head into the arena.

He was wearing a black Ohio State Buckeyes hat w/ red block "O", a red Ohio State Buckeyes shirt, black Under Armour pants w/ single white stripe down the sides, and black Nike shoes w/ red swoosh.

As he was walking down the hall searching for his locker room, something caught his eye. It was a young boy w/ a V.I.P. backstage pass around his neck, a toy EWC Television Title around his waist, and a Griffin Hawkins t-shirt. Chris stopped dead in his tracks, feeling the need to 'right this wrong'. So he headed over to the boy...*

Kamikaze:

What's going on little buddy? How are ya?! (Reaching out his hand for the boy to give him a 'five')

Boy: I'm good,(as he gives him a 'five') but I'm not supposed to talk to strangers.

Kamikaze:

Good, that's good little guy. But I'm no stranger. You don't recognize me?!

*The little boy, looks up at his dad standing next to him, then back at Chris.....and shakes his head no. Chris, feeling somewhat insulted, but somewhat understanding as he's been away from the show for awhile, bends down on one knee.*

Kamikaze:

Well, I hate for you to find out this way little buddy, but I'm the guy who's gonna be taking this title (pointing to the T.V. Title around the boys waist), from your make believe hero (pointing to Griffin Hawkins face on the boys shirt). My name is Chris Kamikaze. Can you say Kamikaze? (The boy says 'Kamikaze' in a low shy voice). That's good! Now, don't feel too bad for ol' Griffin. He's not the hero he tries to portray himself to be on T.V. He's actually kind of a jerk. He's not very nice to people....unless he thinks they can help him get ahead, and he really doesn't like kids either.

I hate to be the one to tell you this, my man, but I think you should look up to someone worthy of being your role model. Someone who's nice to people. Someone who likes kids. Someone....like me.

*The boy looks like his dog just died, as he hangs his head...*

Kamikaze:

Hey, I tell ya what. How about we get you a new t-shirt....for free? Would that make you feel a little better?

(The boy shakes his head yes, as he lifts his eyes up looking at Chris)

Great, and we'll get your dad one too, ok? (The boy again shakes his head, beginning to smile as he looks over at dad)

Ok, go ahead and give me those ugly shirts you have on, and I'll take care of them. (The boy and his dad take off the Hawkins t-shirts and hand them to Chris) Great!! (Chris takes them)now Jerry here (motioning to a backstage assistant w/ a headset and all black clothes on, sitting and eating a sandwich) will hook you up, ok?! Jerry, you take good care of my new fans here, alright?! We'll get you guys some autographed 8X10's too, alright? Don't worry little guy, everything's gonna work out in the end. And Griffin....well, he'll get what he has coming to him! (Chris takes the Hawkins t-shirts and throws them in a nearby trash can, as the boy smiles, understanding what Chris was saying)

*Chris winks at the boy, shakes the boy and his dad's hands, and continues down the hall, smiling to himself as he continues to his locker room as the scene fades*

[Michael Saint]

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SHOW OPENER

ELIZA DRESDEN
vs
ALEXIS MORRISON

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Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

The arena light fade down. A pulse sound starts from the arena speaks, carrying with it some added bass. User cameras are shown filling up the entire arena in a sea of light. “Night Shift” by the Birthday Massacre tolls over the arena sound system, which also kicks in the purple spotlights, sending everything into a rave like experience until spotting Alexis Morrison looking down toward the wrestling ring from the middle section stands.She begins walking down to the stairs heading to the ground floor of the arena and hops over the soft barricade.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Walking down the ramp weighting at 125lbs from Salem, New York... Alexis Morrison!

David Arquette Tonight these women get the chance to prove themselves here at EWC!

Scott Caan: You got that right because there a lot of great talent on our roster!

Alexis stops, looks at ring and proceeds, circling around the ring going to the the time keepers position, where she climbs the steel steel steps nearby and enters the ring.

David Arquette: What do you think of Alexis so far?

Scott Caan: She looks a bit creepy so something tell me you don’t want to pissed her off.

Alexis looks around the ring a bit more as she stood there ready for a fight waiting on Eliza to come down to the ring. The chorus of 'Never Look Back' hits the sound system as the overhead lights dim, blue and white lights flashing along the rampway as spotlights of similar shades swirl over the crowd. Eliza Dresden waits all of a second before she bounds onto the stage, her energy levels already through the roof thanks to the cheers --and that's with her holding a lot of it in. Stopping at the top of the ramp, she thrusts a fist in the air… but she can't be idle for long. She all but bounces and poings her way down to the ring, darting from side to side to slap offered hands and otherwise play to the crowd, earning a decent amount of cheers as she goes along.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Walking down the ramp weighting at 149 lbs from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.... Eliza Dresden......

David Arquette: Welcome to EWC Eliza! This is her first match in her life and it going to be one tough one. She up against someone who has a lot of experience!

Scott Caan: This is true and she will get rip inside of that ring if she make one small mistake around Alexis. She will wish she had John Blade as her first match.

It's about three-fourths of the way down the ramp that she abandons that, speeding up to slide into the ring headfirst on her stomach before she twists onto her back and kips up to her feet. She's quick to mount the nearest turnbuckle, once again shoving a fist skyward to more of that positive reaction from the fans before she's popping back down and turning to look toward the middle of the ring. As her music fades, she continues bouncing around on the balls of her feet, eagerly waiting for the match to get underway. Alexis just stares over at her leaning back on the ropes with a smirk across her face.


Silas Mclay was about to ring for the bell when Whatt A Man by Salt and Pepper comes blasting over the speakers. The crowd was on their feet looking up the ramp from the ring both was Alexis and Eliza wondering what was going on.

David Arquette: It looks like the GM have something to say before this match starts.

Michael Saint in a very sharp suit with a grin on his face while one hand was inside of his pocket and the other one holding a microphone in his hand. He takes in all the cheers as he looks down at the ramp at the ladies.


Michael Saint: First thing first.. I would like to welcome your two to one of the best brand that is in this company Rampage. I was sitting in the back doing some thinking on how we can show to Brawl our ppv would be better. So this pop into my head. Ladies, I notice your guys had a few words towards each over twitter. I believe a normal match wouldn’t just fit for your debut tonight.

Alexis and Eliza both stare at each other as they were wondering where this was going as they kept their eyes on each other but then at the same time slowly looking up the ramp at Michael Saint.

Michael Saint: Since tonight pay per view is title Uncensored and I couldn’t get the other idea I want a green light. Mac, I believe at times he can be so uptight. Anyway the match tonight between your both is a No Disqualification Match. Now show to me and EVERYONE in the back why your two are here at RAMPAGE! Start the match!

The crowd start to cheers as Michael Saint just have a grin as Eliza just realized what kind of match it was. She slowly turn around looking right at Alexis as she just grin rubbing her hands together Salis look between the woman and ring for the bell.


David Arquette: What do you think of that?

Scott Caan: Eliza just got a death wish.. just looks over at Alexis.. Did you see her face once the match was say... yea.. I believe Eliza will not walk out of this match with everything.

Eliza and Alexis circle around each other a bit before locking up trying to test out each other strength. Alexis seems to lock her fingers up with Eliza getting a bit best of her but then Eliza did a cartwheel out of it holding on Alexis arm she hip toss her across the ring into the turnbuckle. Alexis just smirk as she just nods towards her as Eliza have give her this look of just bring it.

Eliza wait on Alexis to make a move. Alexis stood up start to go at full speed towards Eliza but Eliza drop toe her down to the mat. Alexis got back up and goes full speed at her once again and Eliza does it again with another drop toe. Eliza start to celebrated inside of the ring towards the fans. When Eliza turn around she is hit with a hard closeline to the chest that took her down to the mat hard. Eliza just laugh as she took her foot standing on top of Alexis head with her foot screaming down at her.

“You not all that tough bitch!”

Eliza hold her head in pain as Alexis grab her by the hair tossing her outside of the ring with a thud sound. Alexis took her time climbing outside of the ring as she was standing in front of Eliza with a grin. She pick her by her hair once more tossing her hard against the set of stairs nearest to her. Eliza let out a soft whimp from pain holding her head a bit before she couldn’t even react Alexis grab her hair once again tosses her across to the other set of stairs opposite of those. Alexis looks down at Eliza’s face could show she was in pain. She just smirk she goes to grab her once again but Eliza grab Alexis by the waist as she toss her right into the pole over her head.

Alexis was taking by surprise by that when she turn around Eliza was waiting for her and give her a hard sharp kick to the face that was connected hard.

Crowd: OH SNAP!

The kick was so hard it place Alexis on her butt on the outside while she was sitting there getting herself together. Alexis look under the ring and pull out a keno stick swinging it a bit as she took it and hit Alexis right across the chest with it hard. Eliza let out a soft whimp but that didn’t stop Eliza from attacking. She hit Alexis once again with the stick with the stick. She tosses the keno stick into the ring. She grab Alexis by the hair tosses her back inside of the ring. Alexis was standing on the apron and does a flip over the top landing a one leg on top of Alexis inside of the ring. Eliza goes for the cover.


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Alexis lift up her arm from the count. Eliza just nods softly as she pick up Alexis and tosses her into the rope. Alexis bounce off the ropes Eliza try for a tilt a whirl headscissor in mid cycle of it. Alexis held her up by her legs and slam her hard on her on her neck on the top rope. Eliza was holding her neck in pain. While the ref was checking on Eliza inside of the ring. Alexis just shook her head looking over the girl as she slide out of the ring.

Alexis slide out of the ring walks over to where Scott Caan was with a bit of a smirk.

Scott Caan: Why the heck she coming over here!

He got up fast and just hand her over her chair. She smirks as she slide back under the ring with the chair.

David Arquette: You ok there?

 David just laughs over at him as they get back to what going on inside of the ring. Salis was still checking on Eliza. Alexis scream out towards him to move out of the way. Salis moved out of the way while Alexis was opening the chair. She took the chair and place it across the neck of Eliza. Eliza was kicking her feet up in the air trying to get the chair off her throat.



David Arquette: That going to crush her neck!
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Alexis look down at the ref as she scream at him to count. He got down and start to count.

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Eliza with all her strength push the chair and Alexis off her neck as Eliza fell backwards off the chair. Eliza cough a bit holding her neck in pain grabbing the chair waiting for Alexis to turn around she toss the chair right at her. It connect and hit Alexis in the face she hit against the ropes. Eliza set the chair back up bounce off the ropes real fast jump into the air bounce on the top rope where Alexis was against. She grab her and give her the GDI right into the chair.



CROWD: OH SHIT!!!! Rampage... clap clap Rampage....



Alexis looks knockout in the ring Eliza hurry over hooking the leg and cover.

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That when out of nowhere Alexis grab her by her hair pull her back and apply the Bloody Tears right in the middle of the ring. Eliza start to screaming out in pain as the crowd couldn’t believe it as they start to try to chant Eliza to get back into this.

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Alexis pull back on it a bit Eliza try to fight it..






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Alexis pull it back right on her but this time even tighter and Eliza couldn’t anymore as she start to tap right away.





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Emmanuelle Chriqui: The winner of this match Alexis Morrison!


Alexis held on to a bit more longer then she should have before letting it go as she just grin as Eliza rolled out of the ring walking backwards up at the ramp staring down at her in the ring. Eliza just grins moving her head to the side happy with what happen as the crowd just boo her like her as her theme song play to commerical.



Winner: Alexis Morrison

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BACKSTAGE

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Ace Heart: Ladies and gentlemen Rampage General Manager Michael Saint.

Michael Saint: Hello Ace Heart how are you tonight?

Ace Heart: I am fine sir how about you?

Michael Saint: I am great! The show is one match in and we have had some great action. This is tons better than the lame ass Brawl ppv. Though I am disappointed more that Sean & Monroe missed their flights and I had to cancel the match as I was looking forward to it, but not even that will bring me down. MNB sucks.

Ace Heart: That remains to be seen Mr. Saint, but I am not here to hype the pay per view I am here to ask about the rumor that you are Mac had a falling out over this show?

Saint laughs

Michael Saint: I would not call it a falling out. I would say more of a disagreement.

Ace Heart: Of course that is what I meant. I heard that you wanted topless ladies on the entrance all night and he did not think that was a good idea. Is this true?

Michael Saint: Yes that is true. Ace. I felt that since the show was called Uncensored we should go all out. Sadly Mac did not agree. Now the rumor that Mac does not like breasts is lie. I know for a fact Mac loves them. He loves big boobs. He loves small boobs. He loves them in every shape and size. He just felt it was a bad idea to have them bared on the show tonight. I guess looking back he was right, but still I stand my ground and I did not open the show.

Ace Heart: Like you said the show has got off to a great start. We have seen two new debuts tonight what is your thought on the new talent on Rampage.

Michael Saint: They were all great. The first match was fantastic! It is always good to see new blood and I got even better news. We have signed six more new talents recently to Rampage.

Ace Heart: Wow Six! That is great for you. Who are they? When will they debut.

Michael Saint: Well first off we will have a singles match between Emevlas Stastias a young lady out of Joliet, Illinois and Peter Evans also known as Parliament a man out of Leeds, England. Then we are going to have two tag team debuts as August and Anthony known as The Frost Brothers will be taking on Marco and Jarko known as Nordic Thunder. That is not all either as next Rampage our main event will feature Griffin Hawkins and Living Dead Karl facing one another again, but this time it will be a Falls Count Anywhere Beds of Weapons Match!

Saint goes back into his office

Ace Heart: Wow what a bombshell! Thank you Micheal Saint. Back to you guys at ringside.

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BACKSTAGE

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Shelley Silver is in the back preparing for the match. She stretches a little, making sure her body is ready for whats to come. But she hears the sound of music playing. She walks outside her locker room, hearing the music as it comes closer. She recognizes it as an acoustic guitar playing softly. She sees its Griffin Hawkins on one of the backstage carts playing his guitar, sitting alone to himself singing softly.



Griffin Hawkins: I took my love and I took it down...climbed a mountain and turned around. And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills...till the landslide brought me down...



Shelley smiles a small smile as she notices him. Griffin feels her presence and looks up.



Griffin Hawkins: Oh...hey.



Shelley Silver: Hey..Is this how you usually prepare for your matches?



Griffin Hawkins: Sometimes. Just call it...calm before the storm.



Shelley Silver: Interesting. Anyways I've kinda been looking for you for a while. I just wanted to wish you good luck tonight against McNeil. It's gonna be a hard match that can go either way.



Griffin Hawkins: Yeah, I realize it won't be easy. Good luck in your match as well...Metal Black is one hell of a competitor.



Shelley Silver: Don't I know it. Here's hoping we both retain our titles and face off one on one. And may the best person win.



Griffin Hawkins: Right back atcha. But not to put any knots in your stomach, but have you been getting threats from that chick Brandy....Belinda...whatever her name is?...



Shelley Silver: Yeah...she's Endless Walk's little messenger. She seems to think we should be scared of her because she's putting up Japanese symbols of death..



Griffin Hawkins: Apparently someone's been watching too much Kill Bill. All she is is talk, I wouldn't really worry about the Succu-bitch. We just gotta focus on our matches.



Shelley Silver: Well they are making threats of a sacrifice tonight, either you or me. Who knows what they're up to. All I can suggest is you watch your back.



Griffin Hawkins: Don't worry about me...I can handle myself. You just worry about Metal Black. The both of us got two big matches tonight and we can't let these clowns throw us off our game.



Shelley Silver: Right. Anyways good luck out there, seeya after the show.



Griffin Hawkins: Yeah..later.



The two go their separate ways. But of from behind the corridor comes Brenda Vixen. Apparently she's been listening in the whole time. An icy glare is on her face as she watches on after Griffin.

[Michael Saint]

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TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
WINNER BECOMES #1 CONTENDER FOR THE TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP

TIFFANI LOPEZ
vs
CHRIS KAMIKAZE
vs
JOHN BLADE

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Scott Caan: Next up we got a match that will determine the number one contender to the Television Championship!

David Arquette: A Triple Threat Match to be exact. Out of all three competitors right now it seems that Chris Kamikaze has the most need to win this one. He has a bit of a hard on for Griffin Hawkins.

Scott Caan: To put it mildly yes. We all saw his actions the last Rampage. We all just recently saw what he did to that poor kid at he top of the show.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the Triple Threat Match to determine the number one contender for the EWC Television Championship.


“Fortune Faded” by the Red Hot Chili Peppers hits and Tiffani Lopez steps out onto the stage. She stares out at the fans as she begins bouncing up and down to the music getting herself pumped for the match

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Introducing first from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania… weighing in a 135 pounds… The Natural Tiffani Lopez!


Tiffani makes her way down the ramp and slides under the bottom rope. She turns towards the camera and raises both arms into the air before turning around and doing the same to the fans.

Lights in the arena dim, the arena is filled with the sounds of MGK singing 'Invincible' as the crowd rises to its feet to see Chris Kamikaze. Red and white lights flicker as Kamikaze walks onto the stage and puts his arms out and spins around embracing every cheer.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: And now making his way down the aisle hailing from Rome, Georgia… weighing in at 195 pounds… The Anomaly Chris Kamikaze!


Chris makes his way down the ramp with the look of determination in his eyes, focused on his next opponent. He has fans pat his back as he goes by, then he energetically hops onto the side apron and looks out into the massive crowd, as if soaking it all in. He enters the ring and puts his arms to the side spinning in slow circles with clinched fists, as gold pyro shoots out of the 4 corners of the ring.

“See You Again” begins playing over the speakers and the fans give a mixed reaction as John Blade steps out onto the ramp. He raises both arms into the air and pulls a microphone from his back pocket.

John Blade: Philly are you ready?! I hope you are because I know the two punks in the ring ain’t! They ain’t ready for the champ! You know it and I know it! The Champ is here!


He tosses the microphone down and slowly begins making his way to the ring.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: And lastly hailing from Phoenix, Arizona… weighing in at 251 pounds… John Blade!


John slides under the bottom rope and begins staring down Kamikaze and Lopez before turning back to the crowd and raising both arms into the air. He then backs into a corner and continues to glare at the two of them.

David Arquette: Three people looking to gain a shot at the Television Title, one of the most prestigious prizes in EWC. This one should be fantastic Scotty.


Scott Caan: Just like my jawline.


David Arquette: I don’t know about that Scotty. Anyways there’s Paul Turner’s signal for the bell and this one is ready to roll. Strap in folks because this one is going to be entertaining. There is the possibility one of these three is the next Television Champion.


Scott Caan: I’ll have you know that my jawline is perfection my friend.



Kamikaze and Lopez rush each other and Lopez dodges a closeline attempt with a drop toe hold that sends Kamikaze crashing to the mat. She then scrambles to her feet but is met with a shoulder block from John Blade that delivers her to the mat. Blade stomps down hard onto her stomach and then turns to Kamikaze as he scrambles to his feet. Blade greets him with a boot to the gut and backs him into the corner with rights and lefts. Blade whips Chris across the ring into the opposite corner. Chris hits the turnbuckle hard but charges out as Blade charges after him and blasts him with a flying closeline. The fans erupt as Chris bounces off the ropes and delivers a senton splash and goes for a quick cover.

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John Blade kicks out just as Tiffani Lopez drives an elbow to the back of Kamikaze to break up the count. Kamikaze gets up and tries to kick Lopez in the stomach but Lopez catches it, spins Chris in a circle, and nails him in the chest with front dropkick. She then pulls Blade up and whips him into the ropes. Blade bounces off and blocks a hip toss attempt from Lopez. He drives a back elbow into her jaw and drops her with a swinging neckbreaker. Blade gets to his feet and rushes Kamikaze who is getting to his feet using the ropes but is back body dropped over the top rope to the floor. Blade crashes into the floor and rolls into the announce table causing a bottle of soda to fall from it to the floor.

Scott Caan: MY DIET PEPSI! COME ON!


David Arquette: John Blade gambled and paid the price with a hard fall to the floor.


Scott Caan: So did the sweet nectar that was quenching my thirst. Son of a bitch.


Kamikaze turns back to the ring and is immediately closelined over the top rope to the floor by Tiffani Lopez. Lopez then waits as Kamikaze gets to his feet and leaps up to the top rope spinning in the air and delivers an Asai Moonsault down onto him!

David Arquette: Asai Moonsault! Lopez rolls the dice and it paid off! Beautiful move by The Natural!


Scott Caan: Wow. I’ve seen that move dozens of times and it never gets old.


Tiffani Lopez gets to her feet and pulls John Blade up. She slams him head first into the ring apron and then whips him into the guard rail. She follows closely behind but John instinctively sends her over the railing with a back body drop but Lopez lands on her feet in the crowd. She waits as John turns towards her and forearms him in the jaw sending him backing up. Lopez then leaps up onto the guard rail and goes for a double axe handle but Blade catches her, turns, and drives her back first into the ring apron. He hangs on to her and does it again and a third time before laying her on the apron and rolling her in the ring. Blade follows her in and goes for a cover.

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Kickout by Lopez. Blade picks her up and drops her back to the mat with a suplex. He then bounces off the ropes and drives an elbow into her chest. Blade hooks Lopez’s leg for another cover.

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Another kickout by Tiffani! John rises to his knees and stares at the referee but as he turns back he is drilled with a Shining Wizard from Chris Kamikaze!

Scott Caan: Whoa! He blindsided John Blade with that! How is that fair?!


David Arquette: This is a triple threat match Scotty. You have to keep your head on a swivel.


Scott Caan: That’s messed up. He should be disqualified for that.


Chris pulls John up and promptly dumps him out of the ring before turning back to Tiffani and pulling her up. Chris slings her against the ropes and delivers a thunderous chop to her chest. Audible “Wooo’s” are heard throughout the arena as Chris nods and smiles. He then snapmares her over and hooks her head. Chris then rolls her over into the Slow Fade!

David Arquette: The Dragon Sleeper mixed with a Camel Clutch! Good lord look at the torque on that poor woman’s neck and back!


Scott Caan: Holy hell that’s painful to look at. She is fading fast.


Chris wrenches back on the hold as Tiffani lets out a choked scream. The crowd roars with cheers for Chris as well as fans yelling for Tiffani to not give in. The referee checks on Tiffani and motions that she hasn’t given up. Tiffani reaches for the ropes but they are just out of her reach and she almost taps out but is saved by John Blade sliding in and drilling Kamikaze with a boot to the face. He then drives boots down into the chest of Kamikaze before driving a knee down into Tiffani’s already hurting back.

David Arquette: What a timely save by John Blade. As tough as she is it really looked like Tiffani was about to tap out. Honestly who would have blamed her?


Scott Caan: Can someone get me a new Diet Pepsi? Damn’t!


David Arquette: Really? We have a hellacious match taking place and you’re crying over spilled Pepsi?


Scott Caan: DIET Pepsi. I’m not a savage old friend.


Blade then pulls Tiffani up and slams her back down before bouncing off the ropes and delivering the Five Knuckle Shuffle! The fans pop and Blade goes for the cover.

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Tiffani Lopez kicks out! Blade sits up and slaps the mat before holding three fingers up to the referee. Paul Turner holds two fingers up to John and shakes his head. Blade crawls to his feet but is met with sledge life forearms to his back from Chris Kamikaze. Chris then whips Blade into the ropes and catches him coming back with a beautiful calf kick to the jaw. John hits the mat but raises up clutching his chin in pain. Chris hops to the top rope and waits on Blade to stand. Blade scrambles to his feet and is knocked back down with a diving back elbow from the top. The fans erupt and count along as Kamikaze hooks Blade’s leg for the pin.

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Kickout by John Blade! Chris hooks the leg again but the end result is the same and he gets to his feet. He tosses Blade into the corner and delivers four shoulder thrusts to the ribs. He then steps up on the second turnbuckle and begins raining down right hands but John Blade walks away from the corner holding Chris up and drives him down with a powerbomb! Blade holds on and lifts Kamikaze up again and delivers another. He follows it up one more time delivering the Triple Threat Powerbombs! Blade collapses to his knees after driving Kamikaze down with the third one trying to collect himself. He stands up but is caught from behind with a kick to the back of knee. He falls to one knee as Tiffani quickly moves in front of him, lifts him up and drives him down with an Impaler DDT! She quickly covers him.

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THR


Kickout by John Blade! Tiffani stares up at the camera with a look of complete shock.

David Arquette: What resiliency by John Blade! I thought that was it and it certainly looks like Tiffani Lopez thought the same!


Scott Caan: So did the fans! Listen to this place.


Tiffani crawls to her feet but is immediately met with a right hand from Chris Kamikaze. The two begin trading fists but Chris finally ducks one while hooking a half nelson on Tiffani and nails her with Blunt Forced Trauma! The fans pop as Chris goes for a cover.


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John Blade just manages to break up the pin! The fans boo but Chris doesn’t argue. He gets to his feet and meets John Blade with a kick to the gut and drills him with a neckbreaker. John lies motionless as Chris Kamikaze heads to the top turnbuckle. He slowly stands tall and raises both arms into the air before leaping up…

And comes crashing down with the Death From Above! The referee counts the pin.

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Tiffani Lopez breaks up the pinfall by pulling Chris off. She then drills him with a forearm to the jaw before spinning him around and delivering the Lopez Special! She bridges it and the referee counts the pin.

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WINNER: TIFFANI LOPEZ



Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner... Tiffani Lopez
Tiffani quickly rolls out of the ring and leans against the announce table with a smile on her face. The referee rolls out after her and raises her arm to a pretty good pop from the fans.

David Arquette: What a match! A huge win for this young woman who is now the number one contender for the Television Title Colin.


Scott Caan: Look at her. So pleased with herself and here I am still parched from thirst. I blame her for this.


David Arquette : Will you stop?!

Tiffani continues to beam from ear to ear as the camera follows her around the ring and up the ramp. She glances over her shoulder at the two men slowly getting to their feet glaring at her and she simply gives them another smile.

[Michael Saint]

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TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP / UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS TAIPEI DEATH MATCH


RONNIE MCNEIL  
vs
GRIFFIN HAWKINS  (C)

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Scott Caan: It is time for our Television Championship Match between Ronnie McNeil and Griffin Hawkins. Now this is also special, because the winner will also become number one contender to the United States Championship as well.

David Arquette: Well it is also special because it is a Taipei Death Match! Ronnie McNeil lost that TV Title to Jessica Black who would later lose it to Griffin Hawkins. Ronnie was supposed to get an immediate rematch with Jessica Black, but Michael Saint took that away from him. Ronnie McNeil had to sit back as someone else took that title from her. He wants that belt back.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the special Taipei Death Match! This match is for the Television Championship and the winner of this match will also be named the number one contender for the United States Championship!!!!!!!!!!!

The arena goes dark. A winged ankh appears on the screen...

And I dream broken dreams
I make them come true
I make them for you...

A spotlight shines down upon Ronnie as he just stands there in his hooded vest, hood over his head, bouncing from side to side, before making his slow walk towards the ring, the spotlight following him.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Introducing first from Birmingham, Alabama, weighing in at 247 pounds....Ronnie McNeil!

What's that metronome I hear, perhaps the end is drawing near
You never hear the shot that takes you down
Now your dream's a memory, and seems more true from far away
Just like smoke that fades and makes no sound
Out of time, so say goodbye
What was yours, now is mine
I dream broken dreams, I make them come true
I make them for you
I make them for you

Ronnie slowly walks up the ring steps, and steps through the ropes. He then stands on the middle turnbuckle, one arm raised, before dropping down, awaiting his opponent

The lights suddenly go down



Emmanuelle Chriqui: And his opponent from Windsor, Ontario, Canada weighing in at Two Hundred and Twenty-Seven Pounds. He is the EWC Television Champion! Ladies and Gentlemen....put your hands together...for Griffin Hawkins!"



The spotlight shines on a young man who seems to be playing a guitar on stage. After playing a long interrupted solo...he strokes the guitar in one fell swoop, setting off the pyro's on stage! The lights come on to reveal Griffin Hawkins! He has his guitar in hand as "Monkey Business" by Skid Row blasts in. He walks down the ramp, carrying his guitar as he slaps hands with a few fans. Signs reading "Griffin Rocks!" and "EWC gets Metal!" are seen as he comes down the ramp. He sets his guitar by the steps and gets in the ring.



He then proceeds to get on the ropes, raising the devil horns in the air as the crowd cheers him on. Soon he gets off the ropes, taking off his denim vest with various band patches on it off and sets it out of the ring. He gets out of the ring and goes to the front row, putting his aviator sunglasses on a young fan.

The competitors stand in the center of the ring with hands wrapped. Each man dips their hands in the glue before doing the same to the shards of glass. Each men goes to a corner and the ref calls for the bell as our Television Championship match is underway! The two men each sprint to the center of the ring and start to throw wild punches at the other, but neither is able to connect as the other keeps moving out of the way. Ronnie with a boot to the gut of Griffin and whips him to the ropes. When Griffin comes back Ronnie goes to punch him in the face, but Griffin is able to duck under. Griffin hits the other side of the ropes and comes back going for a flying forearm shot, but Ronnie is able to get out of the way himself. Both men up Griffin with a gut shot and goes for a suplex, but Ronnie with the block. Ronnie with a double leg takedown on Griffin, but before he can go for a mounted punch Griffin is able to fight him off. Both men up. Ronnie off the ropes and goes for a flying forearm of his own with Griffin getting out of the way. Ronnie gets to his feet and Griffin goes for the Whammy Bar, but Ronnie is able to catch his foot. Ronnie rears back once again going for another haymaker, but once again Griffin is able to prevent that from happening again.

Scott Caan: Both men going for a big shot with their fists, but neither man is letting that happen to them just yet.

David Arquette: Of course not Scott Caan. No one is going to let you punch them in the face and no one is definitely going to let you punch them with a taped fist that has glass glued to it. This is a very dangerous match Scott Caan. This is a match meant to permanently hurt your opponent. A shot to the face is always the best bet, but a shot to the side or to the stomach will do just as much damage too. That is glass it will cut. It will tear. It will rip you up. So no they do not want to get punched in the face and Griffin Hawkins definitely does not want punched in the face, because if this wrestling thing does not pan out for him he will need that face to attract the ladies to his concerts. God knows that his voice can't do it.

The two men go to the center of the ring and Ronnie with another boot. Whip by Ronnie on Griffin. Griffin hits the ropes and comes back going for a clothesline that misses. Griffin off the other side and when he comes back he is met with a knee to the gut. Ronnie quickly goes over and mounts Griffin. The two men battle for a few moments before Ronnie is finally able to punch Griffin in the face. Ronnie with a handful of shots before picking up Griffin and goes for The Burn Notice, but Griffin is able to reverse the move. Ronnie off the ropes and on his way back Griffin is able to punch him in the stomach. Ronnie is doubled over and Griffin hits the ropes coming back with a jumping double axe handle to his back sending Ronnie to the mat. Griffin mounts Ronnie and once again the two jock for position. Griffin rears back to punch, but Ronnie gets in a shot to his side before he can do it. Griffin gets off Ronnie holding his side. Ronnie grabs Griffin and goes for a suplex, but Griffin reverses into an implant DDT. Griffin mounts Ronnie from behind and starts to rain down blows on the back of his head. Ronnie is eventually able to get free and both men are up. Ronnie gets a blow to the face that busts him open and is back down. Griffin off the ropes and goes for a big leaping fist drop, but Ronnie rolls out of the way. Griffin gets to his feet and swings wildly, but Ronnie ducks under and when Griffin turns around Ronnie grabs him and takes him over with a beautiful head and arm suplex that sends him over the top rope to the outside of the ring. Ronnie rolls to the outside before taking a shard of glass off one of his knuckles. Ronnie picks up Griffin by the head before raking the piece of glass across his forehead! Ronnie picks up Griffin by the head again and once again raking the glass across his face. Ronnie picks up Griffin by the hair again and we can see his face is a crimson mask. Ronnie takes a finger and dips it in the blood of Griffin before stick it in his mouth to the disgust of the crowd.

Scott Caan: That is just sick. Ronnie McNeil is a disgusting human being.

David Arquette: Okay Ronnie advice. First finish the match and afterwards go to the hospital. You need to likely get stitches, but I would also advise to get tested for STD's. I am sure that ingesting in the blood of a rockstar is a bad idea. Would you drink the blood of Tommy Lee? No and Griffin Hawkins is just as bad you may now have Hepatitis!

Ronnie goes to throw Griffin back in to the ring, but Griffin is able to spin around on the apro and kick him in the face. Griffin charges and thez presses Ronnie to the mat before wildly punching at his face. Both men are now covered in blood. Griffin goes for a suplex on the outside, but Ronnie blocks and lands an uppercut to Griffin. Ronnie gets in the ring and Griffin is on the apron. Ronnie charges in, but eats a kick from Griffin for his troubles. Griffin goes to springboard in, but he is caught with a big right hand square in the face for his troubles. Ronnie with a cover

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kickout by Griffin Hawkins!

Ronnie picks up Griffin setting up for the Burn Notice, but once again Griffin is able to fight his way out of the move. Griffin with a jumping knee to the face of Ronnie that rocks him. Griffin goes up top and gets crotched by Ronnie. Ronnie gets under Griffin and tries for The Black Warrior Plunge, but Griffin fights his way out of the move. Griffin pushes Ronnie off the ropes onto the mat below. Griffin measures and leaps off the top with a flying fist drop!!!! Ronnie writhes on the mat in pain for a few moments before Griffin Hawkins makes a cover


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kickout by Ronnie McNeil!!!!!!!!

Griffin goes into a mount and starts to rake the back of his hand across the face of Ronnie.

Scott Caan: Griffin Hawkins is pissed off and is not going to take it!

David Arquette: He has to be shocked at the resilience of Ronnie McNeil out there flying fist drop off the top with that fist wrapped in tape with glass glued to it. I would say I am sorry for what has happened in this match, but our fans are sick fucks anyways.

Scott Caan: Yeah Rampage has been sort of violent lately hasn't it?

David Arquette: God dammnit Scott Caan it is our right to be the most brutal violent place in wrestling if we were not doing this stuff on a regular basis I think Mac would be disappointed and Saint loves this shit anyways the sick bastard.

Griffin goes to the top and comes off with the Holy Diver, but Ronnie rolls out of the way. Griffin gets to his feet and gets a spinning backfist to the face from Ronnie! Ronnie taunts Griffin while he rolls on the mat. Griffin gets to a knee and XO to the back of his head!!!!!! Ronnie with a cover


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THR----NO kickout

Both men are up and Ronnie goes for another XO, but this time Griffin gets out. Griffin off the ropes and on his way back Ronnie goes for a shot to the face, but Griffin moves. Griffin off the other side and comes back with a SUPERMAN PUNCH!!!!!!!! Ronnie is out as Griffin taunts him while he rolls on the mat. Griffin plays to the fans and points down at Ronnie telling him to get his ass up! Ronnie gets to his feet and Griffin goes for The Shot In the Dark, but no Ronnie is able to block and attempts to turn the move into The Burn Notice, but NO!!!!!!!!!!! Griffin Hawkins gets out and Buzzsaw Kick!!!!!!!!! Griffin leaps to the top rope and HOLY DIVER!!!!!!!!!!

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Winner and STILL TELEVISION CHAMPION: GRIFFIN HAWKINS!!!!!!!!!!!!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner and STILL EWC TELEVISION CHAMPION GRIFFIN HAWKINS!!!!!!!!!!

Scott Caan: Griffin Hawkins with yet another successful defense of that championship!

David Arquette: A big win here tonight and now he is on his way to taking on the winner of our main event for the United States Championship!!!!!!!!!

Griffin stands tall (well, as tall as one can get after being put through that level of Hell), raising his Television Title above his head.

Then all of a sudden, someone rushes into the ring!

David Arquette: Who the Hell is that?!

Scott Caan: He looks vaguely familiar...

David Arquette: Whoever it is, he'd better watch out for Gri-

In fact, the "guy" looks all too familiar to Griffin, who advances on the party-crasher before they can do much of anything... though their body language and stance didn't indicate any desire to fight back.

Evident in their allowance of the weary Griffin to blast them with the Television Title. They drop like a sack of potatoes and instantly rolls out of the ring.

The fans cheer the ejection of that strange and unwanted guest.

David Arquette: Well, that was a whole lotta pointless.

Scott Caan: I don't think it's over yet; look!

And sure enough, another similar-looking nut slides into the ring, clutching onto Griffin's leg. Griffin tries to yank himself free, but then settles for taking some free swings with his belt. Now free again, four more weird-looking guys slide into the ring, circling Griffin.

The fans boo what's about to happen.

David Arquette: Oh no, those aren't-

Scott Caan: Guerrilla Ambushers!!!

David Arquette: I knew it was too quiet from The Endless Walk front! They couldn't give us just one break, dammit!

Griffin tries to keep his eyes on all six "men", but it's hard even when at full health. One of the GAs lunges at Griffin, but he effortlessly lays them out with his best weapon for the time being, much to the delight of the fans!

However, the moment the GA falls to the ground, the rest dog pile on Griffin, much to the fans' collective chagrin.

David Arquette: Oh, it's really easy to gang up on someone who's just been put through the ringer!

Scott Caan: Would someone get out here and fucking lend a hand, dammit?!

They raise Griffin's head up, and wipe the blood on his face off on his title belt, a rough and painful experience to say the least. The fans' boos couldn't be any louder.

Then as quickly as they appeared, they bolted out of the ring, over the barricade, and through the crowds of hateful jeerers. No retribution to sweeten this tragic event! Not this time!

David Arquette: Someone's got to end this once and for all! This has been going on for far too long now!

Scott Caan: Silver and Gold need to gain some semblance of control over their so-called stars!

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BACKSTAGE

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The camera cuts to a backstage hallway, one occupied by the usual bedlam that comes with running a successful show. Sitting out of the way of most of the chaos is Eliza Dresden, her chosen perch atop an A/V crate that's more wide than it is long or tall. She watches the people go by as her sides heave, obviously finishing up with catching her breath after her debut. Opening a bottle of water, she takes a swig as BRAWL superstar Flip approaches.



Flip: I'm awkward with ice breakers, but I wanted to welcome you to EWC. You'll have a great career here if you can keep bringing it harder and harder every week. Damn good for a debut, though.



Eliza: Thanks, man. I appreciate it.



At her smile, Flip sits down next to her, scanning the room. He looks uncomfortable enough to where it seems like he doesn't really know what he's doing right now.



Flip: Yeah, I'm just here to watch. I don't have any stakes in anything. Just kind of hoping Metal Black brings the United States Championship to BRAWL.



Eliza: I haven't met either of them yet, but I've heard good things. Metal Black seems like the kinda' gal I'd get along with.



Flip: They're both top-notch competitors and overall decent people, so it'll be the match to watch.



Eliza nods, noticing how tense Flip is--and her response is silence at first, her own eyes watching the passers-by. When she does move, though, it's a quick but subtle motion that ends with her offering him a pilfered, but unopened bottle of water.



Eliza: You want a drink?



Flip: Sure, but the next offer better be alcoholic.



Flip literally puts his tongue in his cheek as he graciously accepts the water. He opens and swigs away.



Flip: Wow, I didn't even introduce myself. Flip Frields, nice to meet you.



He extends his hand with a smile, the blond taking it with a smile of her own.



Eliza: Eliza Dresden, and likewise. So where's a good place to watch the action from, anyway? I know there's monitors, but it just feels kinda... off, y'know?



Flip: Follow me, kid. I gots the good seats.



Flip stands and walks away, Eliza hot on his heels. The camera cuts away.

[Michael Saint]

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MATCH FIVE
FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE MATCH

LUKE WOLFE
vs
RUTHLESS AGGRESSION

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Scott Caan: Next up the big match as Luke Wolfe takes on Ruthless Aggression.

David Arquette: It is falls count anywhere! They can pin eachother in the ring. They can submit one another in the ladies room. They could knock one another out here on the announce table, but it is good and it is all legal!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is the special Falls Count Anywhere Match!!!!!! Introducing first From Atlanta, Georgia weighing in at Two Hundred and Fifteen Pounds Luke Wolfe!!!!!!!!!

The lights dim down, it’s a dead silence for about five seconds when “Evil Ways” by the Blue Saraceno hits and Luke Wolfe steps out on stage. Luke walks out on stage, Looking around from side to side with a pale emotionless face. He slowly makes his way down the ramp. Luke stops about half way as he flips the hood off his jacket. He walks down and makes his way to the ring. Walking across the ring he steps up on the corner turnbuckle and suddenly his emotionless face turns to one of anger! As he raises his arms and forms his hands into a diamond shape, launches into a fury of punches and shouts, the camera panning over him. He takes his jacket off, stepping down he leans back into the turnbuckle.

Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du

The crowd start to chant that part of the song out loud. As the lights goes out as Fall Out Boy Centuries came blasting on. They look up at the ramp standing there with a smoke surround her was Ruthless Aggression with her head down. She lift up her head as she have on a long black trench coat that fit to her body. As she walking down the ramp it a has "EWC 4 Life" written across it with a picture of base ball bat on under it in blue and red colors. She smirks as she stop in the middle of the middle ramp looking around taking in the crowd. She closed her eyes as the words came blasting over the speakers.

Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
And just one mistake
Is all it will take.
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
Hey, hey, hey
Remember me for centuries

Emmanuelle Chriqui: And his opponent from Brooklyn, New York weighing in at One Hundred and One Hundred and Thirty-Eight Pounds Ruthless Aggression!!!!!!

She then threw her fist up in the air as she just stood there with a sick grin on her face. She walks towards the steps. She climb inside of the ring and jump up on to the turnbuckle as she sing the chorus with them.

Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du

She then jump down and turn around facing the person taking off the

The bell rings and we are underway. The two competitors go to the center of the ring and we get a handshake between the two of them. We get a lock up and Ruth with a go behind, but is unable to get the waistlock into takedown as Luke is able to block the move. Luke with an irish whip, but Ruth is able to reverse into a whip of her own. On Luke's way back Ruth goes for a clothesline, but Luke gets out of the way. Luke off the other side and leaps to the ropes into a springboard rana, but Ruth gets out of the way and Luke hits the mat ass first. Ruth off the ropes and goes for a sliding lariat, but Luke catches her arm and attempts to go for his Triangle Choke, but Ruth is able to block the move by stomping on the face Luke Wolfe. Both up and Ruth with a gut shot to Luke Wolfe. Ruth sets up for the Drop Zone, but Luke Wolfe is able to backdrop his way out of the move, but Ruth rolls through into a sunset flip which she floats through into a kick straight to the face of Luke! Ruth goes for a cover, but Luke is out before the one count. Both up and Luke with an arm drag to Ruth. Ruth is up and arm drags Luke. Luke is up and arm drags Ruth. Both to their feet and take a fighting stance as we are at a stand still in this one.

Scott Caan: That was awesome. I am not shocked that we got a bit of technical stuff going on out there, but I am shocked that Ruthless Aggression was able to hold her own with Luke Wolfe on that exchange.

David Arquette: I am not shocked at all Scott Caan: Yes it is true that Ruthless Aggression is known mostly for her more violent brawling and hardcore abilities. It is also well known that Luke Wolfe is a great technical wrestler and quite possibly the best pure submission wrestler on Rampage and even the best in the Extreme Wrestling Corporation as a whole. That however does not mean that neither of them can dip into a little something different if they need to. These are two of the best that this company has today and this is going to be a great match where each person will force the other to do somethings that they may not usually do.

They go the center of the ring and when Luke goes for the lock up this time Ruth with a forearm shot that rocks him. Ruth with a second shot. Ruth goes for a third, but no this time Luke with the block and delivers a forearm of his own. The two stand in the center of the ring trading forearms with Luke finally getting the advantage. Luke goes for a slam, but no Ruth out and on her feet. Luke turns around and Ruth goes for a suplex to the outside, but Luke lands on the apron. Ruth goes for a shoulder to the stomach of Luke who is on the apron, but Luke moves out of the way and kicks her in the head. Luke brings Ruth out onto the apron and goes for a DDT on the apron it seems, but Ruth is able to block. The two are jocking for position and Ruth with an elbow to the side of Luke's head before delivering a russian leg sweep off the apron to the floor below. Ruth is up slowly and is getting her bearings. Ruth gets a head of steam and stalks Luke as he gets to his feet. Luke is to his feet and Ruth runs across the guardrail before leaping off and delivering a flying clothesline to Luke Wolfe! Ruthless Aggression with a cover


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kickout by Luke Wolfe.

Both up and Ruth with a boot before going for a suplex, but Luke blocks and is able to deliver a suplex of his own on the protective mats on the outside. Luke removes the mats and points at Ruth. Ruth is up and Luke goes for a suplex on the unprotected outside, but Ruth is able to block. Ruth goes to whip Luke into the ring apron, but Luke jumps onto the apron and then leaps off with a moonsault, but grabs Ruth by the head on his way down. Luke looking for an inverted DDT on the outside of the ring on the unprotected floor, but no! Ruth is able to reverse into a northern lights suplex on the concrete! Ruth with a bridging cover


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kickout by Luke Wolfe!

Scott Caan: What a move by Luke Wolfe out there and then what a reversal by Ruthless Aggression!

David Arquette: And what a kickout by Luke Wolfe as well. They are starting to get into the groove of pinning an opponent on the outside of the ring. They can fight about anywhere they want and they can get the win anywhere they want.

Ruth is up and once again gets a head of steam waiting as Luke Wolfe gets to his feet. Luke is up and Ruth runs along the guardrail once again leaping off with a flying clothesline, but this time she is caught with a dropkick to the face as she is coming down. Luke Wolfe is slowly to his feet and Ruth is up as well. Luke with a set up for a DDT, but Ruth is able to fight out. Ruth goes for a suplex, but it is blocked by Luke. Luke with a gut shot and sets up for The Face Breaker, but Ruth is able to backdrop out of it, but Luke Wolfe rolls through and is able to dropkick her in the face! Luke grabs Ruth and goes for his Triangle Choke, but Ruth is able to fight out of it. Both are up and Luke goes for a suplex, but Ruth is able to land on the apron. Ruth with a back kick to the face of Luke. Ruth leaps off the apron with a hurricanrana, but no she is caught and Luke is able to turn it into a powerbomb onto the ring apron! Luke with a cover on Ruth!

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kickout by Ruthless Aggression.

Scott Caan: Holy shit!

David Arquette: No that is not right. You meant to say Holy Fucking Shit By God Dammnit!

Scott Caan: Yeah what he said.

David Arquette: That was insane. Luke Wolfe turns a rana into a powerbomb onto the apron and then Ruth is able to kick out of it.

Luke picks up the limp Ruth and once again sets up for the Triangle Choke, but this time Ruth turns it into a pinning combination

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kickout by Luke Wolfe!

Both up and start to battle one another up the entrance way. Ruth with a drop toe hold on the ramp. Ruth gets off the ramp and grabs Luke by the head. Ruth sets up for the Ruth Awaken off the ramp onto the concrete, but Luke is able to fight is way out of it. Luke leaps off the ramp with a flying crossbody onto Ruth into a cover


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kickout by Ruthless Aggression.

Both up and Ruth grabs Luke by the head and leads him into the fans. Ruth goes for The Drop Zone onto floor, but Luke gets out. Both up and both takes one another through the fans into the concession and merchandise area. Ruth gets her head bounced off a table by Luke. Luke grabs a t-shirt with the words "Monday Night Brawl. Now Monday Nights Don't Suck" written on them. Luke chokes Ruth from behind with the shirt for a few moments. Luke put the shirt on Ruth's head before getting on the merchandise table and leaping off with a flying forearm!

Scott Caan: That is the most love that shirt has ever and will ever see.

David Arquette: It was the best use it will ever get, because despite what anyone else says Monday Night's still suck!

Scott Caan: MNB sucks!

David Arquette: Fuck Brawl!

Luke with a cover on Ruth

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kickout by Ruthless Aggression.

Both up and Luke Wolfe grabs a cup of soda while Ruth takes the shirt off her head.

Scott Caan: Is it wrong for me to want to yell out take it off baby take it off?

David Arquette: If it were anyone else other than Ruthless Aggression I would say no, but it is her and she will likely kick your ass. She could kick both our asses.

Scott Caan: I will just keep quiet then.

Ruth goes to smash the cup on the head of Ruth who kicks him in the gut. Ruth gets a cup of her own takes a drink does a Great Muta-Esque taunt before spitting it into the face of Luke Wolfe! Ruth grabs a full can of soda and taunts Luke to get up. Luke is up and gets a can of soda smashed over his head! Ruth grabs Luke and Eat the Mat on the floor! Ruth grabs Luke again and another Eat the Mat on the floor. Ruth with a cover

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kickout by Luke Wolfe!

Luke is up slowly and Ruth picks him up and sets him on the concession counter. Ruth sets up for The Ruth Awaken off the concession counter, but Luke is able to block. Luke grabs the head of Ruth and Tornado DDT off the concession counter!!!!!! Luke with a cover


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Both are up and Luke grabs Ruth by the head and throws her into a steel door making a sick thud! Luke goes over and knocks all the shirts off one of the merch tables. Luke drags Ruth to the table and puts her on it. Luke gets on the table and sets up for The Face Breaker, but Ruth blocks. Ruth with a gut shot and DROP ZONE THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!!!!!!



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Winner Via Pin-Fall: Ruthless Aggression!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner Ruthless Aggression!!!!!!!!!!

Scott Caan: Nice win by Ruthless Aggression.

David Arquette: Hard fought win as well. With Shadow Man going after Mark Storm at Wrestlefest maybe Ruth should get the shot at Xplode?

The ref raises the hand of Ruth and from behind she gets hit in the back with a chair. The man who hits her picks her up and TOSSING CRUCIFIX BOMB!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ruth lies on the ground motionless as the camera pans around to show us JAMES KASH with a smile on his face!

Scott Caan: Oh my god is that who I think it is?

David Arquette: That is James Kash he has been gone months now, but why is he back? Why here? Why now? Why on earth did he attack Ruthless Aggression.

Luke Wolfe comes to as James Kash leaves the scene and the refs check on Ruthless Aggression.

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BACKSTAGE

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It was dark backstage within one of the locker room. Candles was lite around on the floor around someone all in black. The person was wearing a black cloak over their head murring some words. The person lower their cloak it was no other then Brenda Vixen sitting among the candles with a soft grin on her face.

Ladies of the darkness, I am calling out towards you tonight. Tonight we need to make the company realized that we are a true force. A force that made every little child cried in fear of what will be coming. 

She move her head to the sides as she spoke some more. 

Ladies of the darkness I am calling on you to let me your power once again. I need your power in order to make this come true. I usually ask for the power for myself but there is someone that truly need it more then me right now. 

She looks ahead of her laying on across the table was Living Dead Karl. Brenda slowly stood up as she walks over to him with three black stones within her hands. She place them on top of his body with a soft smile on her face. 

Trust me Living Dead Karl, this power will help you. I promise you. It will give you the strength of the gods of the underworld. The three ladies of darkness were women who have the powers to give whoever that call on them strength beyond that is normal. The powers within the stone is unknown of whose powers their steal in within them. Some feel it was the great person the devil himself down to some other gods. So today that will happen for you to have you ready for your match at Rampage in couple of weeks. Please enjoy this gift I am giving you.

Brenda walks back over to the floor in front of the candles as she would murring some more words. She open her eyes as standing in front of her was three women that didn’t look human. They turn around holding three black stones within their hands walking over to him. They stood around him holding the stones up as they were murring some words no one understood as the stones had some light coming out from them. They hit him right in the chest as he body would start to shake but it stop once the women disappear with screams as the stones fell down to the ground turning into dust. Brenda just grins as she walks over to him as Living Dead Karl sitting up looking the same but she could tell it work. She fall down in front of him with a grin as she looks up at him. 

Griffin, the so called light of EWC will died at your hands! 

Brenda just bust out in a dark laughter moving her head to the side with a soft grin on her face happy. 

[Michael Saint]

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UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP RAGE IN A CAGE MATCH MATCH


METAL BLACK
(CURRENT #1 CONTENDER)
vs
SHELLEY SILVER (C)

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David Arquette: Ladies and gentlemen, we'd like to thank you for sticking with us, ordering Uncensored, and having a great time with us tonight. We've got a hell of a main event for you this evening.

Scott Caan: Every match on this card so far, though great, are all going to pale in comparison to what we are about to witness.

"Monkey Business" by Skid Row blares over the public announce system again as a now heavily-battered Griffin Hawkins walks through the curtain to a great ovation. He has enough in him to not limp in his walk down the ramp to the announce table.

Emannuelle CHRIQUI: Ladies and gentlemen... Griffin Hawkins!

David Arquette: Griffin Hawkins making his way to us now. We needn't remind you of the carnage that was the Taipei Deathmatch against Ronnie McNeil earlier in the evening for both the Television Championship and the number one contendership to the title about to be contested in the United States Championship.

Scott Caan: Welcome, Griffin! You look like shit!

Griffin Hawkins: And I still look better than you.

David Arquette: If I may ask, Griffin, to what do we owe the pleasure?

Griffin Hawkins: Well, if you were paying attention during my match, you saw Living Dork Karl come out and try to ruin my time in the ring. This being a similar no-rules style match, it just reeks of opportunity for him. So I don't come to the table as a competitor. I come as a friend and defender of Shelley Silver and the United States Championship.

David Arquette: For those of you who may have missed --

Scott Caan: Or taken a piss break, we wouldn't blame you there.

David Arquette: -- Monday night BRAWL's very own resident zombie paid us a visit this evening during Griffin's match against Ronnie McNeil and just left Griffin in a limp heap out there.

Griffin Hawkins: Oh, trust me when I say he'll be getting his receipt on that one sooner than later.

David Arquette: I'm sure we'll get to all that during the match. But first, lets take you through the personal journeys of Metal Black... and our United States Champion, Shelley Silver.

The package starts with Metal Black's background being shown to the tune of a grungy rock instrumental. Her transformation from a stripper on the pole to brawler on the squared circle is a rocky transition, but we're taken through victory after victory of hers. She clearly shows her tenacity and dedication to her own version of the craft through each clip from each match, especially including her obtaining the number one contendership she'll finally cash in this evening. Each clip is partnered with a line from a Metal Black promo talking about her background and about how it doesn't matter, it doesn't change the fact that she's more than ready for the coming challenge.

The package switches now to Shelley Silver winning the United States Championship even though she was injured. The grungy rock squeals into something a more like old-school punk rock. The quotes take us through her journey in rehabbing the injury. We take a peak into her matches pre-Championship as she talks about getting to the title match and expresses her honor and joy in having the belt now. Clips turn backstage with her clearly watching Metal Black's match against EWC Champion Xplode from last week and the final quote is of Shelley Silver saying how ready she is for the challenge.

The very last clip is black and white on the cage itself, lights flashing as it begins to lower.

A graphic overlaps and reads:

UNCENSORED
METAL BLACK
versus
SHELLEY SILVER

UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP
RAGE IN THE CAGE

Griffin Hawkins: Wow, why didn't my match get a recap?

Scott Caan: Because you're a shitlord.

Emmanulle CHRIQUI: Now it's time for your MAIN EVENT! It is a Rage in the Cage Match for the UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP! The rules for the Rage in the Cage Match are as follows: both competitors will enter the ring and will be locked inside a twenty foot all-encompassing cell with the United States Championship dangling from the ceiling. The first competitor to climb a ladder in the center of the ring and retrieve the belt will be declared your winner!

The lights dim as a few acoustic cords get strummed over the PA. While the short intro to "Conditions Of My Parole" by Puscifer plays across the arena, Metal Black appears at the top of the entry ramp, wearing a leather jacket and... not much else.

Scott Caan: Here we go!

CHRIQUI: Introducing first the challenger... "The Motor City Maneater" Metal Black!

She calmly lights a Black & Mild cigar, and as the real meat of the song hits in full blast, a wall of pyro erupts on either side of her. She takes her time marching to the ring, high fiving fans, leaning over the guard rail to let them take selfies with her, and otherwise having the time of her life.

Once she hits the ring, she slides under the bottom rope. Metal Black 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.

Scott Caan: Now I know how Jeremy Piven feels every week. Ho-boy.

The lights go low as the howling of a wolf is heard. As "The Wolf" begins to play Shelley walks onto the stage as smoke begins to fill the space around her.

CHRIQUI: And the opponent, your United States Champion... she is a member of PROJECT: Chaos... Shelley Silver!

She bobs her head a little until the beat begins to pick up. She looks up with a smirk while most cheer wildly. She makes her way down the ramp and high-fives some of the fans, proudly wearing a PROJECT CHAOS t-shirt.

She climbs up onto the ring apron as the music continues. She climbs onto the second turnbuckle, howling out loud with the music before it begins to fade out. Once the music ends she hops down. She pulls the t-shirt off, throwing it into a section that is cheering for her and leans against the ropes, bouncing off of them to loosen herself up.

David Arquette: Now, with both competitors in the ring, we can begin to watch the cell descend. The looks in the eyes of these two magnificent competitors is something to note as well. Neither are even flinching as they stare up at the cell and, dangling from the center of the roof of the cell, the very belt they're here to fight for. The United States Championship.


As the cage slowly comes down in dramatic fashion, the lights dim, and fog pumps out into the arena. The quiet sounds of a rumbling thunder only intensify in volume. Flashes of "lightning" illuminate the rafters. Chopin's "Marche Funèbre: Lento" (aka "The Funeral March") begins to play. The fans boo, because once again, all this pomp and circumstance means only one thing: the arrival of The Endless Walk. This time, it's William Townsend, Brenda Vixen, and the patriarch of the whole clan, Edgar Wellington Forsythe IV, being wheeled in by Vixen.

David Arquette: Oh, good. Something no one asked for's here!

Scott Caan: Considering their involvement in the Television Title match, this should be no surprise.

Griffin Hawkins: I knew these turds couldn't just keep to themselves.

David Arquette: Just stick around, Griffin. They obviously want you to try something.

Griffin Hawkins: The instant they get involved, it's over for them.

Scott Caan: Let's just hear what these idiots have to say so we can get on with the main event.

Forsythe is handed a mic by his lanky manservant.

Forsythe: If that wretched rodent is allowed here, then so are we!

The fans boo the slighting of their hero.

Forsythe: If only you scrofulous apes were intelligent enough to shut up when your superiors were speaking, it would be nothing short of a miracle!

The fans boo, of course. Forsythe shakes his head in disgust, as William and Vixen scan the crowds, as if memorizing faces to mutilate later.

Forsythe: As to be expected! Stupidity abounds! But a miracle might happen tonight anyway! I'll touch on that later, if I feel like it. As for those two repulsive hussies in the ring right now-

The crowd jeers wildly at the further insults. Forsythe just stops talking, looking off into space as he impatiently waits for them to simmer down again.

David Arquette: Why is this guy even allowed to just pop on by whenever he feels like and hijack our pay-per-view?

Scott Caan: Because there's like 17 other guys waiting in the wings?

Griffin Hawkins: I could take all of them.

Forsythe: As far as those two repulsive hussies in the ring now are concerned, there's nothing to fear from us. Allowing this pointless brawl to continue for now goes according to our plans. For now, we're just going to bide our time.

As he says those last few words, the cage has finally landed and been locked into place. The three just sit or stand there on the stage as the bell rings. The lady competitors don't know what to do at first, not exactly trusting each other but not at all trusting the bundle of folks watching their every move at the top of the ramp. Shelley eventually shrugs and signals that they should start wrestling. The two circle the ring a bit, neither wanting to slip and give an advantage, until they come together in a grapple in the center of the ring. Shelley pulls Metal toward her and clutches her in a backside headlock while glaring up at Forsythe and crew. Both competitors hit the ropes and Metal Black shoves Shelley off. She stands there as Shelley hits the ropes, then rushes at Shels with a hammer punch in mind. The champion rolls under the attempt only to get up and turn right into a successful hammer punch from the challenger. She is quick to her feet to receive another. Metal begins laying down boots to Shelley's midsection to keep her down. After a particularly savage kick to the ribs, Metal Black takes a moment to slide out of the ring and grab a ladder. She sets it up on the ring apron and hooks the bottoms of the legs into the chain link fencing of the cell and grabs a second much taller ladder to slide into the ring with her. Shelley is to her feet in the corner as Metal gets up with ladder in hand. They charge at each other and Shelley hits a beautiful moonsault dropkick that sends the ladder into Metal's face. Shelley lands on her feet, barely stumbling at all. Her eyes wander for a split second to the dangling title belt above.

David Arquette: Shelley Silver taking a moment to contemplate what exactly it's going to take to reach that belt. The match has only just begun and she has had to dropkick a ladder into her opponent's face. Which didn't seem to phase Metal Black too terribly seeing as she's already back to her feet!

Griffin Hawkins: Neither of these women seem phased by taking shots to the face --

Scott Caan: Not that you'd know anything about that.

Griffin Hawkins: -- riiight, anyway, it's going to take a whole lot more than what's transpired to even begin to break either one of these ladies down. There's a reason these women are our main event and you're about to see why.

Metal gets to one knee and checks her face for blood before fully standing and meeting Shelley Silver in the center of the ring. Shelley squeezes Metal into a belly-to-something suplex but Metal gets the leg up to block. Metal attempts a similar maneuver to no avail as well. Both ladies push off of one another and exchange dropkicks that miss entirely. Shelley grapples Metal into a vertical suplex. Metal wiggles in the air and lands on her feet facing Shelley's back.

David Arquette: METAL JACKET -- WAIT NO!! Metal gets the sit-out slam but Shelley scouts it with several back elbows to the face of Metal Black.

Scott Caan: She tried to catch her off guard with one hell of a submission and it backfired. Neither woman seem able to get the upper hand here.

The challenger slides out of the ring holding her face and side-steps out of the way just in time when Shelley tries to catch her with a baseball slide. The two begin to exchange stiff forearms to the face until Metal hits a few in a row. She whips Shelley toward the steps but it is Metal herself who collides with the steel steps after the reversal. Black jumps at the last second to brace for impact and flops over the steps to the loud 'CLANG' of her knees against them. Champion Silver points up as she looks to her belt, then signals her hands around her waist to establish she has no thoughts of surrender or loss thus far. She walks around the steel steps and her eyes widen when Metal Black is nowhere to be found. She quickly rushes the steps and hangs out on the apron as she attempts to make sight of the now invisible challenger.

Scott Caan: There ya go, Metal. She wants to get into the heads of the fans and you just turned the tide like that!

David Arquette: Metal Black had nowhere to go but under the ring, but that's just enough to spook the champion Shelley Silver.

Griffin Hawkins: Less spooked, more alert I think.

Shelley hops through the ropes and puts up her dukes as she awaits the return of Metal Black. She keeps switching sides so as to not be caught off guard. Even still, Metal seems to come from behind as she reemerges with a trash can full of goods that she throws at the back of the champion's head. Silver stumbles but doesn't lose her footing. She grabs a loose kendo stick and turns to see Metal Black in the ring with a kendo stick of her own. They begin to sword fight much the the fan's appreciation! They smack the sticks together, each going for a low or mid shot that the other blocks. Metal takes a step back before going for a full-fledged baseball swing to the face of her opponent. Shelley barely ducks out of the way and connects with a vicious shot to the back. Metal drops her stick and screams out, going to one knee as Shelley Silver comes down with another shot to the back. Metal stumbles on her knees to the ropes and grips them tight when Shelley hits her for the third, fourth, and fifth time. The champion then snaps the stick in half with a brutal shot to the back of the head that sends Metal limp. Shelley throws the broken stick aside and lets out an adrenaline-feuled roar of a howl before going for the ladder. She opts to set it against the corner instead of making an attempt for the title just yet.

Scott Caan: Why not take a shot at the belt right now? That seems like a bad idea.

Griffin Hawkins: And you'd know with all your in-ring experience? No. Shelley Silver is smart. She knows that if she climbs that ladder right now, Metal Black is far too likely to get up.

David Arquette: JUST LIKE THAT! SPINEBUSTER ONTO THE TRASH CAN! BOTH LADIES ARE DOWN!!

Shelley had taken a moment to sift through the goodies in the ring and had set the trash can in the center of the ring before heading to lift Metal Black up. The challenger took that moment's breath and put all her energy into rushing spear-style into a fairly stiff-but-sloppy spinebuster out of nowhere. Crumpled sounds fill the air followed quickly by loud cheers from the fans. Competing chants ensue.

SHEL-LEY SIL-VER! ME-TAL BLACK!!

SHEL-LEY SIL-VER!! ME-TAL BLACK!

SHEL-LEY SIL-VER! ME-TAL BLACK!!

In this moment of weakness, we see Forsythe smile as he signals to his manservant. This sends the slender man to the curtain to open it and signal to someone backstage. The crowd muffles into severely echoing boos as zombie after zombie after zombie after zombie begin to flood the stage and ramp.

Griffin Hawkins: Whelp, that's my cue. Later boys!

David Arquette: Oh my God... Griffin Hawkins, after that all-out war against Ronnie McNeil earlier tonight he's... he's... he's fighting a horde of damn zombies! This is insane!

Griffin plays defender and stands at the wall of the cell as one by one the zombies make their way to him. He fends them off surprisingly well given his condition... until the pure numbers overwhelm him. Forsythe can be heard yelling inaudible orders at the zombies as they begin to get Griffin against the cell wall and pepper him with scratches, punches, forceful pushing into and holding up against the cell. Griffin grabs hold of the cell wall above his head and split kicks to zombies in the face, then two more, then two more, then connects with both feet to the face of the zombie holding him up. Griffin holds his body weight up momentarily, yelling 'come and get me!' as he begins to ascend the cell itself. Slowly, the zombies get up and one in particular makes haste after him.

David Arquette: This is ridiculous! There's a damn match going on and our competitors are just getting up to see Griffin Hawkins fight off five different zombies, get nearly eaten, then fight them off again! And now he's climbing up the cell -- OH MY GOD, NO. NO! THE ZOMBIE IS DRAGGING HIS FACE AGAINST THE CELLOHMYGODNO!!! THEY BOTH WENT CRASHING INTO THE ZOMBIES BELOW! EVERYBODY IS DOWN!!

HO-LY SHIT!

HO-LY SHIT!!

HO-LY SHIT!!!

Scott Caan: Well, that's one way to deal with a zombie problem.

Metal Black and Shelley Silver watch in shock and horror as Griffin smiles and waves before having his face grated against the cell. They both react in surprise grief as he goes colliding with all the zombies ten feet below him. Shelley rushes to him, slapping against the cell wall and yelling to him to see if he's okay. He gives a thumbs up as he rolls to his back limp. She lets out a sigh of relief before sliding into the ring. Both women respectfully take a moment to recover as they circle the ring once again. Shelley goes for a roundhouse kick but her opponent ducks, then waits for a scouted drop toe-hold onto a stop sign. Metal then jumps into a headlock but her good mood absolutely dissolves form there as Living Dead Karl is seen, and heard, on the stage with a running chainsaw. A. Running. Chainsaw. He revs it several times to the horror of everyone but Forsythe and the rest of the Endless Walk on the stage area. He makes his way down the ramp revving it hard all the way. The extension cord drags a bit but he has a good grip and tugs it along while cackling and looking absolutely bat shit crazy. The zombies and Griffin Hawkins all seem to begin rustling as Karl approaches. All five pile onto Hawkins before he can move and Karl acts like he's going to cut his enemy open right in front of God and everyone. Metal is trying to keep her composure but the fear is real. She keeps losing and re-establishing her grip as both competitors slowly start getting to their feet. Shelley connects with several forearms to the back and goes for a backdrop that Metal swings her body out of. Metal lands on her feet as Shelley hits the mat momentarily. Champion Silver gets up to one knee and aggressively challenges Metal, but she can't. Metal just points up. Silver looks over and her jaw drops. Karl is done messing around. He lifts the chainsaw into the air and approaches... the cell wall! He lunges the chainsaw forward but it dies. He looks down to see the extension cord is about a foot too short and begins to curse at everything. Everything. Yes, even the chainsaw.

David Arquette: This is crazy. I get that Karl wants to lodge himself firmly in between Griffin Hawkins and Shelley Silver and, well, basically eat their entrails. But that was insane. Someone could get seriously hurt out there. Who brings a damn chainsaw to a professional wrestling event?

Scott Caan: The Endless Walk, apparently. Just a heads up, Mystery Man. They come over here and I'm running and never looking back. Screw that noise.

Karl lets out a guttural yell as he shakes the hell out of the cell wall. Metal and Shelley have no choice but to attempt to get back to the match. The champion catches a right hand and connects with a kick to the gut and follows with a DDT to Metal on the stop sign. Meanwhile, Karl has come up with another scheme as he and his zombie allies get Griffin Hawkins back up the ramp. Hawkins fights as best a weakened man can but the numbers are too strong and too many. He does end up shoving two of the zombies off the stage into some decorative tables and things below, but Karl comes at him with good old fashioned strangulation into a chokeslam on the stage. Shelley Silver has no choice. She has to try to end the match so the cell can raise and she can help her ally. The champion grabs the ladder and sets it up in the center of the ring, climbing it as fast as she can. Metal gets to her feet and makes her way up the other side. Both women get to the top at relatively the same time. Shelley yells something inaudible and points at Griffin Hawkins, but it's Metal Black that has a great idea. They exchange words as Metal points to the canvas. They agree and climb down the ladder.

Scott Caan: I... what?

Both women slide out of the ring and Metal Black procures two sledgehammers from underneath the ring. They go to work on the cell bar in the center of the wall, attempting to bend it and get it jacked enough to make an escape and help Griffin Hawkins. Karl points and laughs openly at their weak attempts before holding Griffin's face up to Forsythe. The old man shakily lifts his right hand, holding it up for a moment before coming down with an undoubtedly weak slap to the face of Griffin Hawkins. More salt than wound there. Then Nurse Kinsley makes her way through the curtain wheeling out a coffin. Cameras get a better angle and we see the coffin is filled with pleasant thumbtacks and welcoming barbed wire. The two ladies in the ring get more frantic with their pounding away and seem to bend it just enough. Shelley drops her hammer and pulls at the fencing as hard as she can. Metal shimmies underneath and then does the same on the outside for Shelley who brings the sledgehammers with her. The fans go crazy as Kinsley and Karl signal behind the curtain. Droves... HORDES of zombies emerge as the three remaining on the stage rush to stop our heroes. Metal and Shelley are having a hell of a time knocking out these zombies. Karl has one more trick up his sleeve as he pulls a lighter out of his groin area AND LIGHTS THE INSIDE OF THE CASKET ON FIRE.

Scott Caan: SOMEBODY HAS TO STOP THIS INSANITY.

David Arquette: For the first time in forever, Colin, I absolutely agree!!

Scott Caan: But just to be clear, that somebody cannot be us.

David Arquette: Who would call the match!?

In one last ditch effort of desperation, a distracted Karl receives a low blow from Griffin Hawkins before he grabs his nemesis by the back of the head and drives it as hard as he can into the stage. Karl lets out a very loud four letter word. The crowd then begins to lose its mind as, for the first time, Griffin Hawkins is face-to-face with Forsythe, who is yelling at him with a shaky finger in the rocker's general direction. Griffin yanks his hand back and goes to return the favor to Forsythe. The manservant leaps in the way at the last second and gets the spit slapped out of him. Manservant down. Forsythe still looks ahead with gnarled teeth exposed as if to challenge Hawkins to slap him. Hawkins pulls back again, but Nurse Kinsley is there to stop him. They begin to brawl as, finally, Michael Saint comes out with waving arm and tens and tens of security guards, referees, local police, and anyone else brave enough to break up this insanity. Saint looks to Forsythe and has select words for him as he signals that he's kicking him out of the arena! The fans go wild for this rare moment with Saint as it takes several minutes to wrangle all these damn zombies, Nurse Kinsley, Griffin Hawkins, the manservant, and Forsythe out of sight through the curtain. They even extinguish the fire and wheel the casket backstage. Both Metal Black and Shelley Silver had been lost in the shuffle, surrounded by zombies, working together in their best attempts to stop hell from happening to Griffin Hawkins. They're seen recovering on each side of the ramp way. After a moment of silence, they look around and notice nobody around.

David Arquette: They're racing to the ring! Neither seems to care that that cell wall is dragging and scratching them bloody, they're getting back to the match! FINALLY.

They both do, in fact, race to the ring and scream as the bottom of the cell drags against their bodies as they crawl as best they can back into the ring area. Each slides into the ring and makes their way up each side of the ladder. They brawl like they've never brawled before. The fans get behind their superstar of choice and the chants get deafening. Each gets a good strike in and follows with the slamming of their opponent's face into the top of the ladder. They climb a couple steps higher, still brawling, when Shelley connects with a headbutt and hugs Metal. The challenger knows what to expect and shakes her head with fear in her eyes. She breaks the hold and shimmies down the ramp so fast it shakes and Shelley can't regain her footing. Metal jumps the last five steps and shuffles to the top rope still shaking her head. Then she turns around and runs to the ladder and pushes it over. Shelley, too high to jump off without potentially hurting herself, does what any champion would do. She moonsaults off the ladder before it's too late and hits a standing Metal Black. Both crash to the canvas and the fans love it.

THIS IS AWE-SOME!

THIS IS AWE-SOME!

THIS IS AWE-SOME!

Shelley Silver is first to stand and grabs the folding foot stool, setting it up and waiting on one knee as Metal gets up. The challenger stumbles up and turns right into a running enziguri. No! Sit-out powerbomb onto the foot stool. Metal just lays back after planting Silver's back into the makeshift weapon. Neither seem to be able to catch their breath after dealing with that all-out war against the zombies. Metal rolls off and crawls to the corner with heavy breath. She turns and in shock sees Shelley on one knee with both hands on her lower back. Metal rushes right into a trap laid out by Shelley Silver playing possum.

David Arquette: FALLING RAIN!! FALLING RAIN!! GET TO THE DAMN LADDER, SHELLEY!!!

Silver crawls to the ladder very, very slowly, wincing at every movement. The desperation maneuver finisher seems to have made her lower back feel even worse. She reaches the ladder and uses it to stand up, then drives it top-first into Metal Black's face completely by accident after stumbling and grabbing for her back. Shelley doesn't even really notice it, however, and regains her footing to set up the ladder in the center of the ring.

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Scott Caan: That shot to the face seems to have sent Metal Black into a second wind, here! Watch out!

David Arquette: MOTOGRATER ON THE STOP SIGN!! MOTOGRATER ON THE STOP SIGN!! SHELLEY DIDN'T EVEN SEE IT COMING!

Scott Caan: Now Metal Black is climbing up the ladder.

David Arquette: And not without taking Shelley Silver and the rest of us on quite the journey. Both women exuded pride and dominance throughout everything that happened tonight. Nobody can take away anything from either competitor. It just so happens that Metal Black had the better spurt of energy at the end there. Your new United States Champion right here, folks.

Metal Black unbuckles the belt and clutches it at the top of the ladder.

CHRIQUI: Here's your winner... and NEW United States Champion... Metal Black!

WINNER: METAL BLACK

Before the champion can celebrate with their United States Championship, from out of nowhere comes Living Dead Karl. He had crawled his way to the ring undetected, gotten under the fencing, and was now in the ring with his hands on the ladder opposite the woman atop. He pushes with all his might as he yells an expletive. The champion goes crashing into the ladder set up on the apron and cell wall. A loud smack echoes through the boos as the ladder cracks underneath the pressure. Karl gives a nice hard kick to the back of the head of the woman on the floor as he makes his way to what he'd just done. The cell begins lifting as he grabs for something.

David Arquette: He... he grabbed the United States Championship!

Scott Caan: IS HE STEALING THE TITLE!?

David Arquette: It appears as if he is! We have a hell of a main event regardless to the fact that Karl and the Endless Walk took every measure to attempt to ruin it, but by the grace of Griffin Hawkins and Michael Saint we had a clean finish for two very deserving competitors. And now this!? Living Dead Karl is the scum of the Earth! Somebody get that damn title from him! NOT THIS WAY, KARL!!

Scott Caan: I... gotta applaud the man. He put on that show with Griffin Hawkins but it's clear now that all he wanted was the United States Championship. And now he's got it in his dirty, disgusting, brilliant hands. I ain't even mad. That undead man has this commentator's respect.

David Arquette: No way! Michael Saint and President Mac can't stand for this! This is hog wash! It both literally smells like it and visually looks like Karl could use it! Both Metal Black and Shelley Silver are laid out... what does that mean for Monday night BRAWL tomorrow night!? What does that mean for the United States Championship!? Thanks for tuning in to Uncensored. I'm David Arquette , that's Scott Caan , and that's the sniveling thief Living Dead Karl. Goodnight, everyone!