MNB #457 - MANCHESTER
Jun 20, 2016 22:47:51 GMT -6
Ruthless Aggression, Mark Storm, and 1 more like this
Post by President Mac on Jun 20, 2016 22:47:51 GMT -6
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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
EPISODE #457| JUNE 20TH 2016
LIVE! from the Manchester Arena in Manchester, United Kingdom
EWC BRAWL
JUNE 20TH 2016
LIVE! from the Manchester Arena in Manchester, United Kingdom
Commentators: Joe Aiello & Jeremy Piven
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Ace Heart
"Follow" by Breaking Benjamin blasts in the Arena.
The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night Brawls Nineteen year history. From episode 001 all the way down to episode 456
Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator and then The Rev all with the World Championship. Sped up footage again then takes us through to Xplode, Latoya Hixx, Uncanny Inferno, Axle Aomori, Bill Bashem, King Flip, Emma Louise, Bob Loblaw, Nurse Kinsley, Kruzer, Jezzabel, Tony Savage, and Mark Storm
This is followed by highlights of showcasing Monday Night Brawl Champions:
Tony Savage, Harlow Kinsley, and Xplode
There is a pause as the video package splits in three, one third dedicated to Memphis Reigns, one third dedicated to MadDawg and the final third dedicated to "The Canadian Krusher" Kris Hell with the final wording ..
"In Loving Memory ... We will never forget"
The opening pyros hit and here we go.
The energy in the Manchester Arena is electrifying.
Spotlights circle around the arena as the thousands of fans in the venue are shown in a wide angle shot. The camera then pans out showing a full scale view of the jam packed arena and zooms in on some crazy fans.
A chant begins of
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Fireworks blast across the stage as the fans scream in delight.
A thick layer of fog circles the arena, and camera flashes repeatedly strobe the area!
The camera feed pans to different areas in the arena and we see fans cheering in excitement!
The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement as fireworks emit from each corner of the ring!
A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.
A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.
As the camera pans around the arena once more, it finally comes to a stop at the announcer's booth where Aiello and Piven are shown smiling.
The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!
The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!
Aiello: Hello and Welcome to Manchester, BRAWL's final stop for this amazing European Tour. My name is Joe Aiello and with me as always in Jeremy Piven
Piven: I love the UK and the UK loves me. I've been here so many times the past few years, doing plays, it's been an absolute blast. I remember this one time, I was drunk as shit ... and I ran into these four midgets who knew this woman who had a goat with three ...
Piven: I love the UK and the UK loves me. I've been here so many times the past few years, doing plays, it's been an absolute blast. I remember this one time, I was drunk as shit ... and I ran into these four midgets who knew this woman who had a goat with three ...
"I Stand Alone" by Godsmack begins to play, sending the arena into a frenzy! Loud explosions rocket out of the stage area, and fog surrounds the entrance. The entire world knows who has arrived.. and the intensity has just reached a fever pitch!
Piven: I guess I won't get to tell the end of that story then
Aiello: Here he is.. the EWC Undisputed Champion of the World!! XPLODE! This should be big.
Piven: Over the last few weeks, Xplode has been quite active in the fed, competing every Monday. He even made an appearance on the last Rampage, and boy was his presence felt! Thanks to him, Mark Storm is no longer the tag team champion.. but at what expense? Did Xplode awaken a sleeping bear? What will he say tonight with that in mind?
Aiello: There is no doubt that when Xplode steps into that ring and speaks, the world is listening. He has been the top draw in the sport, the name by which the industry revolves around. X has reached the pinnacle of the sport and all of it is well earned. Here is a little known fact, Xplode was in a match just last week in a rival promotion.. and he defeated their champion as well. This man has created a path of destruction like never before, and has slain the biggest names in the industry along the way. We are looking at the best of the best.. and quite possibly the greatest of all time in the history of the sport! In a few short weeks, Xplode will face Mark Storm for the EWC Undisputed Title in a match that has already single handedly sold out the pay per view that it will air from!
Entering the ring, Xplode adjusts the championship over his strap as he looks out at the fans. Dressed in a sharp suit, he smacks on a piece of gum as cameras flash in the distance. A microphone is handed to him now and his theme song slowly fades out. The crowd continues to cheer loudly..
Xplode: Listen to you all... why the hell are you all cheering for me? Let's not get it twisted here, nothing has changed in regards to how I feel about the EWC Universe. You all can jump on my bandwagon if you wish.. but make no mistake about it.. this is a one man show.
The crowd begins to boo loudly now, obviously upset by X's comments. Xplode smiles and readjusts the title on his shoulder.
Aiello: There is something... different.. about the champ. The EWC Universe and X have always had a rocky relationship, but respect was never questioned. Over the last few weeks though, the champ has become much more dark... angry.
Piven: Since the loss of his wife... he is like a man unhinged.
Xplode paces the ring for a time as the crowd continues to boo him. Satisfied, he begins to speak again.
Xplode: Shut the hell up and listen.. a few months ago, everyone's favorite Halloween costume reject... Mark Storm.. challenged me for my title. I warned that little shit the last time that we squared off, that I would finish him if he ever got in my way again. You see, the last time around, I nearly beat the kid senseless in an effort to teach him a lesson. That lesson.. was not to tug on Superman's cape so to speak. Storm should have licked his wounds and moved on like a smart person, but then again, no one has ever accused him of being that. Some people have to learn the hard way, I guess. So, a stronger lesson must be dealt to the kid.. one that he will not like very much.
The crowd boos some more as Xplode drops the title on the mat.
Xplode: Storm is the kind of guy who lives in an imaginary world. I mean, he still talks about his terrible title run the last time around as if it was worth remembering. Championships define this kid.. or the lack of one I should say. I have come to understand this, and so it was my pleasure to help him lose the EWC Tag Team strap at Rampage last week. Storm never had a -
The fans suddenly cheer as Mark Storm emerges from the backstage area! Sprinting down the ramp way, Storm enters the ring, never taking his eyes off of the champion! Xplode picks up the strap and glares at Storm.
Storm: X... do you ever listen to yourself? I mean, seriously. For a man who prides himself on building a legacy, you sure play a dirty game in the process. I will tip my hat off to you, you played a big role in me losing my strap last week. Bravo. What you have also done though is offer me more than enough motivation to kick your ass and take that strap from you in return! You have held that championship for far too long, X. The EWC is ready for a change... and I will be the one to make that happen.
X: Change? Seriously? (Laughing) Look, kid. I will give you credit. Your heart is in the right place but your brain sure isn't. Let me clear a few things up for you. You were going to lose that strap anyway, I just made sure that the pieces were in place to ensure that outcome. If you really want to talk about motivation though, Storm... let's do that.
Xplode steps towards Storm until the two of them are standing nose to nose. Xplode's facial expressions shift to a demonic gaze, and his eyes burn with rage.
Xplode: Storm, you have no idea as to what sort of fire that you are playing with. I am nothing like the other shit bags that you are used to stepping in the ring with. Think about all of the great names in this business... THINK ABOUT THEM! I have either defeated them, or they wish that they were me. You are looking at the standard in this business, and I create the status quo. You are out of your damn league..
Storm: Is that so, X? If you remember correctly, I was a World Champion as well not too long ago. I also held it for a long period of time.
Xplode: One... you are wrong. That was a long time ago. Two, you never defeated me to win that strap, so your title reign effectively is off the damn books! Three, once I did step in the ring again, it did not take long for me to take that strap and add it to the rest of the gold that I have accumulated in my career. You were just a place holder, kid. A foot note in history. In two weeks, you are going to be a casualty. Last time around, I left you walking. I gave you the ability to hold your head up in pride and rebuild your career. You squandered that and took my kindness as a weakness. At Scars and Stripes, I am going to finish the job that I started. I AM GOING TO PUT YOU DOWN AND MAKE YOU BLEED OUT. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME? I AM GOING TO DO THIS.. BECAUSE I ALWAYS GET THE DAMN JOB DONE.
Xplode lifts the championship over his head as Storm glances at it.
Storm: It isn't going to work, X. Not this time. You're right. You have proven yourself to be one of the best of all time. You are the standard. The thing is, if I can't defeat you, then my career is over anyway. You are the last obstacle that stands between me and legitimacy. I am tired of hearing about how great you are, X. It's my time to be at the top! I have trained for hours and studied your every move. I have watched so much video on your career to the point that I feel like a damn historian! You have become my very reason for breathing... X. I was meant to defeat you. I HAVE to defeat you... and I WILL defeat you and become the next EWC Undisputed Champion of the World!
The crowd instantly stands up and cheers as Xplode smirks. Mark Storm taps the title with his fingertip.
Storm: Keep that strap clean, X. It's coming home with me in a few weeks.
Xplode looks out at the fans for a time as they continue to cheer for Mark Storm. He then hangs the strap over his shoulder once more and speaks.
X: Do you hear these fans? They are behind you, Mark. They believe in you just like they have believed in countless other names that I have buried in this damn ring. I truly hope that you believe all of that crap that you are saying, because it's going to make things that much more easier for me. You see, the feelings are mutual kid. This match is very personal to me as well. One way or another, I am going to make you my next victim, kid. This little game that we have played has grown quite stale with me. To be honest, I have felt nothing but annoyance at the prospect of facing you again when I could be standing in the ring with a PROPER challenger such as Nurse Kinsley or Tony Savage. You don't belong in this sport, Kid. Trust me.. I know it when I see it. I was born and raised in this industry, and I have seen many men such as yourself make bolder claims than you have.. only to be forgotten shortly after. You have two weeks to prepare yourself. No more games.. no more surprises. At Scars and Stripes, it's you and me for the LAST time. I always do.. what I say I will do.
The fans continue to cheer loudly as the arena shakes from the audio response!! Storm glares at X and both men look like they are about to attack one another!
Storm: We will see, X. A storm is brewing... and not even the Destroyer of Worlds is going to be able to stop it this time.
X: I will bring a rain jacket... you just bring your ass.
The fans continue to cheer as a large banner for Scars and Stripes slowly descends from the arena rafters!
Aiello: THIS IS AMAZING!!! THESE TWO ARE GOING TO RIP THE DAMN ROOF OFF THIS PLACE!!!
Piven: Storm vs Xplode... Elemental Damage vs the Destroyer of Worlds.... Scars and Stripes cannot come soon enough! We will be right back after this folks
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BACKSTAGE
Piven: Obviously someone arriving to the arena ya brainiac... Nice car though. That's a '58 Fury, isn't it?
Aiello: I believe so... What a second... What the hell? It's got California plates?
Piven: So what? Lots of people have California license plates.
Aiello: Not the old school yellow ones though partner, and we're in England not home in the States.
Piven: So? Some rich prick has California plates in Manchester. Who cares?
Aiello: You don't think? ...Nah. It couldn't be.
Piven: Like I said, some rich prick thinking he's cool with a "Californa Car".
Aiello: Well, whoever it is, I have a feeling we're going to be finding out tonight at some point here on Brawl. Things could get very interesting here in Manchester, and we've on just gotten started. Speaking of getting started, it looks like our first match is about ready to get going
FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE
UNCANNY INFERNO
Vs MARK STORM (C)
Jessica Stroup: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is your opening match of the evening!
The lights dim through the arena as you here a voice like the announcers voice from the old Superfriends cartoon.
Aiello: What an opening contest with have in store for you tonight ladies and gentlemen, we've got The Uncanny Inferno taking on one half of the tag team champions in Mark Storm in what promises to be, a fast paced, electrifying contest between these two high-flying heavyweights.
Piven: Since the Uncanny Inferno's inception he has rocketed into quite the name here in Extreme Wrestling Corporation, was even in our main event last week against Axle Aomori but was unlucky, coming up short.
“Once again we find our hero jumping into the fray. He will battle evil but will he triumph? Let’s tune in and see shall we.”
The lights flicker red and yellow as The Uncanny Inferno steps from the back emerging through a shower of golden sparks. He stands fist at his waist posing in a classic super hero pose as a fan from the side blows his cape out behind him.
Jessica Stroup: Introducing first, making his way to the ring from Smallville Kansas, weighing in a two hundred and forty pounds.. THE UNCANNY INFERNO!
Radioactive by Imagine Dragons plays as he turns slowly to the ring then he walks down shaking hands with the fans and posing for pictures with kids. Before Entering the ring Inferno finds one lucky kid and gives him a replica copy of his mask. He then slides in the ring and poses one last time in the middle of the ring.
Aiello: This is a big step for Inferno who's faced some big superstars like Axle and Nurse Kinsley and now, he's stepping up to a former World Heavyweight champion in our realm, Mark Storm. An opportunity to prove that he belongs in that world championship picture, and a win over Storm tonight.. could that change the shape of those who are in the hunt for the Undisputed title?
Piven: A win over the number one contender would be a pretty big deal, something that you can't ignore.. you'll have to acknowledge it.
The lights in the arena begin to dim and the EWC audience rise to their feet, as the nostalgic melody of "Paradise Circus" by Massive Attack begins to play through the PA speakers. Smoke begins to rise from the stage and the audience begin to applaud, as emerging from the clouded mist is the self proclaimed "reckoning of professional wrestling" - Mark Storm, who stands tall at the top of the entrance ramp. A smile is plastered on his face as he marvels at the scenery, embracing all the cheers as he closes his eyes and widens his arms before coming down the ramp.
Aiello: There he is, the number one contender for the Undisputed EWC Championship. The finale between Mark Storm and Xplode will be at Scars and Stripes when those two will collide in the ring, for possibly, one final time.. What an opportunity Mark has right now, and he won't be wanting to waste it whatsoever.
Piven: Can you imagine that? Mark Storm beating Xplode who has been pretty much invincible since he came back into the picture, resigning from his managerial role and focusing on his wrestling career again. It's going to take a lot to beat this guy Joey, we know that. TITAN gave it all that he had but he couldn't beat the Destroyer of Worlds.. Luke Wolfe took this man to his limits in a match that will go down in this company's history, as one of the best matches we've had, but still.. he couldn't put down the Destroyer of Worlds.
Aiello: Storm is now slouch, but even at his best.. will that be enough to beat X?
Jessica Stroup: And his opponent.. From New York, Brooklyn; weighing in a two hundred and twenty seven pounds... ladies and gentlemen give it up for, MARRKKKK STORMMMMMM!
Standing by the edge of the ring, he lets out a triumphant roar, with the audience roaring back to him as he jumps onto the apron before he slingshots his way over the top rope. Dressed in his usual wrestling attire; consisting on black boots, with black knee pads, wrestling trunks with his name written on them and with stars coming down both sides, tape wrapped around his elbows, and mixed martial arts styled gloves. He falls to his knees in the middle of the ring, looking up at the heavens as his theme music slowly begins to fade out.
Aiello: And there's a nod of acknowledge from the two there, great sportsmanship.
Applause ensues after both men nod their heads to each other.
Piven: They've never faced one on one in the ring before but they have a mutual respect for what the other can do in the ring. Inferno will throw his body anywhere from any height, taking huge leaps of fate which works as an advantage and a disadvantage. But he's quick and agile and we've seen that in his game, and his speed combined with his high level of sacrifice, it works to his favor.
The camera zooms in on Inferno, who's stretching in his corner.
Aiello: Storm is so intelligent when he's inside that ring. He's able to deduce what he's opponents are going to do through their movement and body shape, before they even do it! His unorthodox style has been praised as he incorporates his mixed martial arts background with his strong styled influence, as well as being an expert submission wrestler and can fly with the best! But you know Mark.. and we know that Mark is a schizophrenic who hears those voices inside his head and they play a massive part, which is a disadvantage to Storm!
Panning over to Storm who's stretching in the opposite corner, winking at the camera as it pans over to him.
DING! DING! DING!
Finally the bell rings and this one is underway!
The two circle the ring and don't divert their eyes away from each other before approaching the centre of the ring and suddenly Storm throws a kick in the direction of Inferno who backs up a little and the two circle the ring once more. The meet in the centre of the ring after a series of hesitation and engage in a wrist lock but Storm quickly manages to swing his leg and catches the thigh of Inferno who immediately retreats after the shot connects. The two once again circle the ring and meet again in the centre of the ring where this time they engage in a standard collar to elbow lock up with Storm gaining the early advantage as he locks his opponent in a frontal headlock, tightening the hold however Inferno manages to push him into the ropes before using this momentum to swing Storm towards the opposite ropes. Storm runs towards opposite ropes and before he reaches them he manages to handspring his way onto the ropes, his back bouncing off of them before landing on his feet once again and flying backwards and twisting his body round as he goes towards a stunned Uncanny Inferno, who has no answer for the roundhouse kick that Storm manages to deliver!
Aiello: What a move from Mark Storm! We've never seen that one here before!
Piven: A handspring roundhouse kick from Mark Storm, who looks to of stunned The Uncanny Inferno who doesn't know what the hell just hit him!
Both men are back up on their feet and Inferno runs towards Storm and looks for a clothesline but Storm ducks underneath his arm, Inferno turns around quickly but that doesn't stop Storm from delivering a side kick into the abdomen of his opponent before running to the ropes. He bounces back and has to jump over Inferno who quickly hit the canvas, rebounding off of the opposite ropes Inferno manages to leap frog over his opponent this time and Storm is hitting the ropes once more, and as they meet in the centre Storm manages to roll himself under a leaping Inferno, who lands on his feet and turns around only to be met with a vicious forearm shot from the former tag team champion who pummels him over to the padded corner. Storm then slaps Inferno across the chest before backing up a little and beginning a series of kicks delivered to the chest of Inferno and the audience count along as Storm connects with each kick being harder and harder than the last. Once reaching his eighth kick Storm allows Inferno out of the corner who staggers to the centre of the ring whilst Storm runs to the ropes, rebounds off of them and hits Inferno with a bicycle knee before posing in the centre of the ring, a stern look in his eyes as he nods his head and points an imaginary gun at the camera.
Aiello: EXPLOSIVE START FROM STORM! AND I BET I CAN GUESS WHO THAT GUNSHOT IS TARGETED AT!
Piven: THIS IS A DIFFERENT INTENSITY WE'RE SEEING FROM THE FORMER WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, WHO'S LOOKING FIERCE, EXPLOSIVE, AND DETERMINED TO PROVE A POINT! IF YOU ASK ME, WE'RE SEEING A TOTALLY DIFFERENT STORM TO WHAT WE'VE SEEN IN RECENT WEEKS! HE'S ALLOWED X TO AMBUSH HIM BUT LOOKING AT HIM NOW, IT LOOKS LIKE HE'S HAD ENOUGH, WHICH IS BAD NEWS FOR INFERNO WHO'S GOING TO HAVE TO ENDURE THE ANGER OF STORM!
"LET'S GO STORM!"
"INFERNO!"
"LET'S GO STORM!"
"INFERNO!"
Rolling out of the ring Inferno holds onto the barriers, in order to catch a breathe after a series of onslaughts from Storm who looks at Inferno on the outside before looking at the ropes, with the audience cheering him on to perform a move to the outside. Storm runs to the ropes, rebounds off of them and runs to the ropes where Inferno is on the outside, managing to propel himself over the top rope and somersaulting his way onto Inferno. Storm gets to his feet and looks as if he's lost his mind as he runs his fingers through his hair and walks over to the camera, shaking it before turning his attention back on Inferno. Lifting him up, he leans him against the barrier and slaps his chest before delivering a couple of knife edge chops on his opponent, who's red is beginning to turn completely red. Storm grabs him and smashes his elbows into the back of Inferno before throwing him aside like a toy. He then takes a few steps back and runs towards the barriers, managing to leap onto them and quickly steady himself back performing a moonsault on the grounded Inferno, to the cheers of the audience.
Getting to his feet, Storm walks around the four sided ring, excessively running his fingers through his hair before he stops and looks under the ring, bringing out a steel chair to the appeal of the audience. He grins sadistically before making his way back over to his opponent Inferno, who's back on his feet now. Storm runs towards him with the chair in hand but Inferno manages to duck underneath the strike attempt, turning Storm around, grabbing the chair and throwing it aside. He then knee's Storm in the stomach before throwing him into the steel ring steps, and Storm crashes into them hard, his shoulder that X had already injured feeling the full brunt of the collision. Storm holds onto his shoulder and let's out a cry as the audience watch disturbingly whilst Inferno makes his way back over to Storm grabs him by his head and rolls him into the ring. Inferno then grabs the steel chair Storm tried to use on him and throws it into the ring before circling the outside of the ring looking for weapons, finding an unaccompanied baseball bat, asking one of the audience members for their beer bottle and before entering the ring himself.
The glass beer bottle in his hand he walks towards the cornered Storm and motions for the hit but Storm quickly manages to kick him in the gut forcing Inferno to drop the bottle. He then connects with a forearm shot, followed by another and another, managing to get himself out of the corner and the two are in the middle of the ring. Storm then proceeds with a combination of hits; first connecting with an forearm to the face, before jab with his other hand, he then kicks the back of Inferno's leg, turns around and connects with an elbow to the face of Inferno, turning around one final time and connecting with a clothesline that flips Inferno down to the canvas!
Aiello: Inferno slowly managed to get himself back into the match but Storm, so relentless with those ferocious strikes managing to get himself back into this one! That shoulder of Storm sure does look like it's going to affect him tonight, God knows whether it'll still be a nag come Scars and Stripes!
Piven: He'll be fine! Don't you worry!
The self proclaimed "Reckoning of Professional Wrestling" then mounts his opponent and connects with a series of elbows to his opponent, taking a page out of the book of Tony Savage as he viciously connects with each shot, his eyes flaring up with rage and anger every time he connects with the elbow.
Aiello: FUCK STORM, HE'S TRYING TO KILL HIM!
Once he stops, he get's to his feet and runs his fingers through his hair, the audience applauding him for his efforts. He looks at the beer bottle that Inferno brought into the ring and picks it up, before looking at Inferno who's slowly but surely getting to his feet by the corner. Storm runs towards him with the bottle in hand, Inferno grabs onto the ropes either side of him lifting himself up and throwing his boot into the face of Storm. He then quickly manages to get onto the apron as Storm stumbles over to the centre of the ring. Inferno then flies from the apron to the centre of the ring, managing to perform a hurricanrana on Storm who drops the bottle almost immediately.
They're back up on their feet but not for long as Inferno manages to catch Storm with an arm drag. The two are back up once again and this time it's Storm who's managed to catch Inferno with an arm drag. The two are back up on their feet and Inferno takes Storm down with a clothesline. He then looks for a standing elbow drop on Storm, who rolls out of the way and Inferno connects with the canvas. The two are back up and Storm looks for a roundhouse kick on Inferno, who manages to duck under the kick attempt, Inferno then attempts to sweep the legs of Storm from underneath but Storm jumps over the legs of Inferno.
Storm then slaps Inferno on the chest as if to say "tag, you're it" before heading off to the ropes, he bounces off of the ropes and is surprised to see Inferno run passed him, turning around Storm eats a huge drop kick from Inferno that sends Storm rocketing backwards. Inferno then runs towards Storm who's leaning against the ropes, Storm manages to lift him up and onto the apron. He looks to attack Inferno who counters by getting his head between the ropes and launching his shoulders into the mid section of Storm. Storm's acts as if he's affected and clutches his abdomen as he stumbles to the centre of the ring. Inferno steadies himself before springboarding his way over to the centre of the ring, Storm catches him!!
Aiello: STORM'S LOOKING FOR THE DYSTOPIA!
Piven: HE'S GONNA CONNECT!!
Inferno manages to slide out of it!
Aiello: AND INFERNO'S GOT OUT OF A STICK SITUATION THERE!
He turns Storm around and kicks him in the gut before throwing his head in between his legs, looking to finish Storm off. But Storm manages to get out of it by flipping Inferno over who lands on the canvas hard on his back. The two are back up on their feet and running towards each other with Storm managing to connect with another bicycle knee who forces Inferno backwards into the ropes, bouncing off of them with a resurgence of life and delivering a superkick on Storm who stumbles back into the ropes and somehow also manages to endure a resurgence of life returning to Inferno and managing to connect with a shoulder barge. He then runs to the ropes and Inferno is back on his feet, managing to wrap his legs around the head of Storm as he returns, looking for a hurricanrana but Storm doesn't flip onto his back like planned, he manages to handstand his way out of the maneuver so that he's on his feet, to the amazement of the audience and the amazement of Inferno. Inferno runs towards Storm only to be hit with a drop kick to the chest as Storm flips over in the process, immediately getting back up to his feet and posing to the audience, roaring as he poses, exhaling heavily before looking down at his opponent.
Walking around the ring, he skims and scans before grabbing the forbidden fruit; the glass beer bottle and massaging it, getting a feel of it, smelling it as he waits for Inferno to get back up to his feet.
Aiello: HE'S GONNA USE THE BEER BOTTLE!
Piven: FINALLY I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS SINCE INFERNO STOLE IT FROM A FAN!
Inferno's up..
He turns around..
Aiello: INFERNO'S GOT OUT OF THAT ONE!
Managing to roll under the strike Inferno runs to the ropes, bounces off of them and on his return connects with a hard clothesline on Storm who falls to the canvas and rolls to the outside. Storm is leaning onto the barrier, holding onto his shoulder with an uneasy look on his face. Inferno runs towards the corner, managing to leap onto the second ropes before propelling himself backwards in the direction of Storm on the outside, backflipping his way onto the number one contender. Inferno pins the shoulders of Storm down..
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Aiello: AND STORM'S KICKED OUT OF THAT ONE!
Inferno slams the floor to rally up his supporters who applaud him as he gets to his feet and picks Storm up with him, pointing at the commentary table, to the applause of the audience.
Piven: OH GOD NO! COME ON NOW, WE DON'T NEED TO DO THIS!
Slamming his head onto the commentary table before grabbing his body and placing it on it. Inferno looks at Storm before heading over to the apron, holding onto the ropes, looking to springboard moonsault on Storm from the apron, sending Storm through the commentary table. Storm however has other plans, quickly managing to slide off of the table and quickly hops onto the apron, elbowing Inferno in the face. He then grabs him from behind, managing to perform a massive back drop suplex on the hardest part of the ring, which is the apron! A massive thud echoes through the arena as Inferno connects, arching his back as he rolls on the outside, shaking his head whilst Storm lays on the apron looking up at the heavens, exhaling heavily.
"THIS IS AWESOME!"
"THIS IS AWESOME"
"THIS IS AWESOME"
Aiello: That backdrop suplex from Storm has sure as hell done some damage to the back of Inferno, who's in a lot of pain right now.
Piven: With reason! That was one heck of a move and he landed on the damn apron!
Storm rolls into the ring and grabs the beer bottle. Inferno has managed to circle the ring and looks as if he's had enough as he walks up the entrance ramp, stopping and turning to Storm shouting at him to bring it. Storm exits the ring with the bottle in his hand and meets Inferno as the two brawl on the entrance ramp, with Storm using his other hand to connect with lethal blows to the head of Inferno. Finally he then powerfully hits the bottle of the head of Inferno and the glass shatters as it connects!
Piven: AND THE GLASS BOTTLE OVER THE HEAD OF INFERNO!
Aiello: LUCKY HE'S GOT THAT MASK, SO IT ISN'T HALF AS BAD!
Inferno's still on his feet!
Somehow he's managed to stay on his feet!
Oh no, there he goes to the ground!
And Storm covers!
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Storm runs his fingers through his hair before picking his opponent back up, Inferno's fighting back with shots to the side of the body of Storm managing to connect. Storm releases his grip from Inferno and stumbles back, Inferno walks towards him but Storm manages to deliver an enziguri from nowhere! Inferno falls to one knee and Storm gets in behind him, lifting him up as he performs a sitout face slam onto the entrance hard entrance ramp! The audience applaud in disbelief whilst Storm gets in the position for the pin!
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Aiello: AND INFERNO KICKS OUT AFTER THAT SITOUT FACE SLAM!
Piven: I DON'T UNDERSTAND JOEY, WHERE DOES THIS KID GET THIS RESILIENCE FROM?
The fans are screaming at Storm, telling him it's time for Dystopia and as he gets to his feet he looks at the top of the entrance ramp.
Aiello: IT'S THE CHAMP! XPLODE IS BACK OUT HERE ONCE MORE AND STORM DOESN'T LOOK PLEASED TO SEE THE CHAMP OUT HERE AGAIN TONIGHT! COULD HE BE OUT HERE TO RUIN IT ALL AGAIN! IS HE GOING TO INTERFERE?
Storm doesn't take his eyes of the champion who stands at the top of the ramp with a massive grin on his face. Storm shakes his head and is attacked from behind by Inferno. Inferno turns him around and looks to finish him off, but Storm fights his way out of it. Inferno looks for a clothesline on Storm, who ducks under his arm before performing a pele kick on Inferno!
Aiello: This is possibly the best we've seen of Mark Storm for quite some time now, X has gotta be a little bit impressed right now.. maybe even a little bit nervous?
Piven: Are you kidding me? The champion doesn't get nervous! He buried Mark Storm before and he's dug him out, and he'll bury him again. This is the Destroyer of Worlds we're talking about Joey!
Storm grabs Inferno and get's him up onto his feet. He keeps his eyes on X for a moment before before grabbing the arm of Inferno and performing one hell of a short arm clothesline that sends Inferno flipping!
Aiello: BY GOD, WHAT A SHORT ARM CLOTHESLINE BY MARK STORM!
Piven: I BELIEVE HE CALLS THAT THE STRIKE OF STORM!
But Storm isn't done there. He grabs Inferno and brings him back up onto his feet. He hoists him up onto his shoulders.. before throwing him up into the air, and connecting his knee with the head of Inferno!
Aiello: AND DYSTOPIA!
A massive pop ensues as the smirk on the face of X fades away, with Storm intensely looking at him.
Piven: YOU CAN CUT THE TENSION WITH A DAMN KNIFE RIGHT NOW JOEY!
Aiello: THE ROOF HAS COMPLETELY BLOWN OFF RIGHT NOW!
Storm isn't done! The Dystopia isn't how he plans to finish Inferno, the calf-killer submission is in!
Aiello: STORM'S GOT THE CALFKILLER LOCKED IN!
And almost immediately...
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Aiello: THAT'S ALL SHE WROTE!
DING! DING! DING!
Jessica Stroup: And the winner of the match... MARKKK STORMMMM!!!
A massive pop ensues as Storm's name is called out and Storm get's to his feet, allowing his arm to be raised by the official and Xplode is now nowhere to be seen. "Massive Attack" by Paradise Circus begins to play and Storm begins to exit the ring, but as he gets to the bottom of the the ramp way, the lights in the arena suddenly go out and a car ignition is heard firing. A car hood appears on the screen as the crowd begins to cheer loudly and headlights come up on the LED screens below the tron, illuminating the ramp way right down to Storm at the bottom.
Piven: Ah shit...
Aiello: Are you kidding me? It can't be...
The crowd is still cheering and now chanting "KRUZER! KRUZER! KRUZER!". The lights from the stage go completely out putting the arena in darkness. All the lights come back up and reveal Kruzer standing in the ring with dark, blackened eyes, wearing a leather jacket, a Psych Ward T-shirt, dark jeans, biker boots and his trusty crowbar in his right hand.
Aiello: Wow! Kruzer appears to be taking a page out of Jezzabel's playbook here. Listen to the ovation for the Canadian Icon here in Manchester.
Piven: And look... Storm hasn't even figured it out yet.
Storm is still looking up towards the screen when you can see it suddenly dawns on him and he turns around in a bit of shock but then starts yelling at Kruzer waving his hands up for Kruzer to "bring it on". Kruzer just smiles intently at him, shaking his head, then slowly brings his crowbar up and points it at Storm. He then brings it back towards his own throat and does the slashing motion across.
The lights suddenly go out to darkness again. When they come back on, Kruzer has vanished and Mark Storm is standing at the base of the ramp but now is covered in red liquid from head to torso, and there a small pool of it on the ground at his feet.
Aiello: Oh Man!!!! It's The Blood Bath!!! It's The Blood Bath!!! Storm's been hit with The Psych Ward Blood Bath! I've only heard of this... This is crazy!
Piven: Ugh... That's disgusting! I'm not cleaning that up!
Storm now feels the liquid on his face and he wipes some of it off an looks at it then starts screaming Kruzer'z name looking around the arena and up to the rafters.
Aiello: Storm is livid!!!
Piven: I would be too if some ass-hat doused me in blood.
Aiello: Kruzer has made it abundantly clear that Storm is now a marked man and a target of the Psych Ward.
Piven: Looking over his shoulder? Call the damn cops... This is bloody criminal!
Aiello: This will definitely makes things interesting heading into Scars & Stripes on July 4th in St. Louis. Not only does Storm have the biggest match of his career to worry about, but now Kruzer has his headlights trained on him too. Wow. This has been insane already. What else can happen tonight? We'll find out when we continue with Monday Night Brawl after we pay some bills. We'll be right back.
Scene fades out to commercial with Storm walking backwards up the ramp, still seething from the blood bath.
BACKSTAGE
We return from commercial to Ace Heart standing backstage, microphone in hand waiting to perform an interview.
Ace Heart: Ladies and Gent...
Axle: Before you say anything, Ace let me take over this interview....I told everyone I would get a title shot at Scars and Stripes and low and behold I did. I told Harlow I would beat her two weeks ago what happened? I did. Same with the so called super hero Wade Logan, I beat him. Point is Ace, I do what I say I'll do. So when I tell you that I am going to be the next X-Division Champion I mean it. I'm going to take Harlow Kinsley to hell and back in that Cage Match especially since it has weapons.
Ace: What about your match coming up in just a minute here vs Emma?
Im not worried about Emma, Ace. I beat her once and I'll do it again that's all I have to say about her. Back to Harlow, She isn't going to have anywhere to go, once we enter that cage only one person is going to execute the punishment. Me, Ace. It's simple, two competitors walk in, one goes out on a stretcher having to go to the hospital because she got beat so bad.
Axle takes a breath as he pushes Ace away. He gets close to the camera so it shows just his face.
Harlow, you are being put on notice. Keep the belt nice and shiny for me. Don't scratch that pretty thing up because it's going to be coming to someone who is worth having it around there waist. That thing is coming to me. The Arch Angel. It's time for me to start rising in the ranks of EWC and Anarchy'16. So Harlow, your time is up.
Axle walks away as the camera fades to the announcers.
EMMA LOUISE
Vs AXLE AOMORI
Aiello: Welcome back to Brawl, our next match features a rematch of Emma Louise and Axle Aomori. We just heard from Axle just now he seems to be focused too much on Harlow and not enough on his match tonight, lets see if Emma has it in her this week to get some revenge for her loss last time.
Jessica Stroup: The next contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing 1st, hailing from London, England now residing is New York, she is Emma Louise!
"Neo Geo" by Fantomenk plays and Emma steps through the curtain. Blows a kiss to the crowd a la Maria and then walks, half dancing to the ring where she slips feet first through the ropes like an envelope before laying suggestively over the top rope.
Jessica Stroup: And her opponent, hailing from Howe, Indiana but now residing in Layfayette, Indiana, standing at 6 feet, weighing at 210 pounds,this is Axle Aomori!
Sober blares through the sound system as the lights go to blue and white. Axle slowly walks out from the back to a storm of boos and into a cloud of smoke that has come up from the bottom of the stage. He looks around at the crowd with a smirk on his face as he flips his hood from his jacket down. As he finishes he begins to walk down the ramp towards the ring slowly ignoring any fans that try to reach out to touch him. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he sees a fan that has a sign that reads "Axle Sucks," Axle rips the sign out of the fans hand and rips the sign which he throws back into the fans face. Axle walks the final bit of the ramp to reach the floor which he then makes a sharp left towards the steps heading up to the ring, as he reaches them he slowly walks up them step by step, when he finally gets to the apron of the ring he climbs through the top and middle ropes, after he has gotten into the ring he walks towards the ropes and yells different words out into the crowd and smirks, as he finishes yelling into the crowd he heads towards his corner and slides down it into a sitting position.
Aiello: In the ring we have the kind of hometown hero in Emma Louise and opposite of her we have the dastardly Axle Aomori. Renewing a rivalry, two bright stars in EWC ready to make a name for themselves any means necessary.
Piven: If I was a gambling man, smart money is on the wrestler with more experience, but whatever.
Referee Matt Glover makes sure both wrestlers are clean before the match, then
DING, DING, DING
Emma Louise starts to clap her hands to get the crowd on her side, and they easily oblige her. The Arch Angel, shrugs off the heat, and immediately Irish Whips Emma into the ropes, hits her with a Enziguiri, and is met by an array of BOOS from, the audience…
Followed up by a quick pin attempt.
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The Ever Beautiful and Very Dangerous Emma Louise refuses to be a flash in the pan tonight in her home country.
Aiello: Emma Louise not one to be taken lightly this rookie won’t quit that easy.
Piven: Bitch, please!
Aiello: What did you just say?
Emma trying to shake the cobwebs out is met with a Knife Edge Chop, followed up by a Kimura…
Piven: I told you smart money always go with experience.
Emma refuses to tap out and grabs the bottom rope.
Aiello: Smart money, no money…she is still in this damn thing.
Utilizing his whole 5 count…before breaking the hold Axle is met with a Slap…Cross Chop… Thrust Kick…
Aiello: What an interesting combination.
Piven: I’ve seen school yard little girls with better moves than that.
Then Emma hits the Snap Suplex followed up with a pin.
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Piven: That dude won’t be beaten by no …
Aiello: Don’t say it.
Emma attempts to hit the Booty Poppin Moonsault but The Arch Angel rolls out of the way.
Axle Aomori locks in the Figure Four…and Emma screams out in dismay.
Matt Glover checks on Emma and asks if she can continue, she nods yes…The Arch Angel uses the bottom rope as leverage…Matt Glover sees it and immediately force breaks the hold. Axle argues with the ref, and the ref threatens to DQ Axle Aomori.
Aiello: Axle Aomori better watch himself before he is disqualified Matt Glover plays no games.
Piven: Shut it A Hole lee Oh
Aiello: I’m going to let that one slide.
The Very Beautiful and Very Dangerous Emma hits the En-Emma out of nowhere ... Followed up by a pinfall
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Piven: Protect your ass man!
Aiello: You’re drunk, aren’t you Piven?
Then Emma picks up Axle and hits him with The X Factor.
Followed up with another pin.
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Axle hits a recovering Hurricanrana from off the ground to slow down her momentum. The Arch Angel ascends the top turnbuckle hits the Shooting Star Press. Follows up with The Aomori Death Drop
Covers Emma
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DING! DING DING!
Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner by Pinfall, Axle Aomori!
Piven: Smart money win, call the boys back in Vegas
Aiello: What a victory by Axle who carries some strong momentum with him heading into his title match against Harlow Kinsley in just two weeks. Will he keep this streak going and beat Harlow once again? We will find out at Scars and Stripes.
Piven: Emma Louise put in a solid effort tonight but it just wasn't enough. Axle seems to have her number. Well folks, don't go anywhere, BRAWL will be right back after these messages
BOB LOBLAW
Vs KING FLIP
Aiello: Welcome back to Monday Night Brawl. We are here in Manchester for BRAWL last stop on our European Tour and what a tour it's been so far.
Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first from Washington D.C, weighing in at 215 pounds… BOB LOBLAW!!!
Born in the USA begins to play and out walks Bob Loblaw. As he makes his way down the ramp, he hands out business cards to the fans for his Law Firm. He also throws out a few shirts for his "Bob Loblaw Law Blog" promotions. He then enters the ring and removes his blazer and tie.
Jessica Stroup: And his opponent…
An ominous boom hits the PA as the arena goes a dark hue of steel blue. A lovely violin solo begins to play as the Tron depicts the image of a massive pile of money under several spotlights. After fifteen seconds…
Jessica Stroup: From the The Land of Money and Fame, weighing in at 220 pounds… “COLD HEARTED” KING FLIP!!!
Aiello: Bob has been struggling as of late, and King Flip will be looking to keep him down. Bob obviously will be trying to get off the losing skid here, but he has a hell of a task in front of him.
Piven: I know it Bob is due, he’s got it this week!
Aiello: Well one of these weeks you gotta be right.
DING! DING! DING!
Bob starts this one off by standing in the corner, waving for King Flip to bring it. Flip just laughs to himself as he taunts Bob for his list of straight losses lately. This only plays to infuriate Bob, who then charges King Flip, and Flip simply leap frogs Bob who runs directly into the turnbuckle who turns around into a hurricanranna from King Flip! Bob quickly rolls out of the ring, slamming his fist down on the ring apron in frustration.
Aiello: Bob has really been struggling lately after a fast start to begin with, and he doesn’t seem to be able to get out of his own head.
The fans at ringside taunt Bob as he turns around screaming and shouting at the fans, with his back turned King Flip has hit the ropes and does a diving summersault over the top rope landing ontop of Bob at ringside! The crowd jumps to their feet with excitement, as Flip grabs Bob and tosses him back in the ring. Flip climbs up on the apron as Bob stumbles to his feet, as Flip springboards off the top rope into a dropkick! Bob crashes down to the matt as King Flip pops up to his knees pumped up! King Flip runs at Bob and grabs him for to sling him into the ropes but its reversed by Bob and tosses him into the ropes! Flip springs off the ropes and Bob lifts Flip off the ground and SLAMS him down face first into the mat! Flip pops back up grabbing his nose, and sets up perfectly for Bob to PUNT him straight in the kisser!!!
Aiello: OH! That one had to hurt! Bob looks like he might be able to turn this one around!
Piven: Told ya… Bob is due.
Bob picks up Flip by his hair, and Flip at his knees tries to punch his way out of it, with a few shots to the mid section to Bob, but Bob puts a stop to it with a knee to Flips chest! Bob sets up Flip for a Powerbomb and lifts him up into the air, but Flip reverses it on the way down into a hurricanranna and grabs both of Bob’s legs!
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Aiello: Uh Oh, look at Bob… he barely got out of that one, and he knows it, his heart looks like its racing a mile a minute. In Bob’s fragile state I don’t know how many more losses in a row he can take before he ends up on a psychiatrist bed.
Piven: Oh you’re over reacting, Bob is just fine, look at him… he’s just catching his breath.
Bob slams his fist down on the mat, grabbing the ref by his shirt arguing with him, telling him that he was up long before the kickout. King Flip takes advantage of this and sets up Bob with a sun set flip!
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Piven: Bob, come on now, quit playing with him!
Bob jumps to his feet, and swings a clothsline but King Flip ducks it! Just as he turns around he runs into a drop kick from Flip he stumbles backwards hitting the ropes and bounces back at Flip who again looks for a Hurricanranna but Bob catches him as he pops up and slams him down as hard as he can landing a monster pop up powerbomb!
The crowd Pops in shock from the massive slam! “OHHHHH!!!”
Bob goes for the cover!
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THR—KICKOUT!!!
Aiello: That was pretty damn close!
Piven: See??? COME’ON BOBBY!
Aiello: What is it with you and Bob? You got money on him every week or what??
Piven: …Don’t worry about it…
King Flip rolls over trying to catch his breath, that moster powerbomb nearly knocked his brain out of his head. Bob stalks him for a moment and goes to drop an elbow on him, but Flip moves out of the way, Bob pops back up and drops another one, but again flip moves, Bob tries for a third and AGAIN flip moves out of the way! Bob loses his cool once again, swinging lefts and rights at King Flip looking to land a knockout blow, but he can’t connect! Flip grabs Bob and quickly rolls him into a small package!
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Aiello: He couldn’t hold him down, Bob powered out!
Piven: I’m telling you Joe, Bob is due!
Piven says excited as if he is about to win ten grand. Flip tries to keep the speed of the match up, so that Bob can’t dictate the pace of the match and keep it out of his control. He grabs Bob and runs and hits a fast tornado DDT! He doesn’t go for the cover he is looking to end this thing! He climbs the top rope as Bob grabs his head, Flip leaps into the air!!!
Aiello: ROYAL BLOOD!!!
Piven: NOOOOO!!!
He lands it perfectly, and hooks the leg! The crowd counts along!
“ONE!!”
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“THREE!!”
DING! DING! DING!
The crowd erupts as Flip rolls off of Bob, as Loblaw holds his face, barely conscious. The ref raises Flip’s hand in victory.
Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner… “COLD HEARTED” KING FLIP!!!!
Aiello: Well looks like Bob is still looking for a way to get off the slide…
Piven: Poor Bob. Great win here tonight for King Flip who is looking to put some wins together and hope to catch the attention of a champion. We will be right back folks
BACKSTAGE
Brawl comes back on air after a slew of commercials and first to greet the thousands in attendance and millions watching around the world is resident interviewer extraordinaire Ace Heart. He smiles and already has the magic talking stick near his lips.
Ace Heart: Ladies and Gentlemen please join me in welcoming Monday Night Brawl's newest addition to the roster, Gloriana.
The six footer steps into frame wearing a form fitting Manchester United throwback Eric Cantona jersey, which garners a favorable response from the crowd. The fierce countenance of the brute beauty succumbs to the bright, heavily dimpled smile that prevails through her fgace as she rubs her hands together excitedly. Some in the arena know of her from other promotions and cheer loudly, to which she seemingly hears and responds with a quick, subtle little wink.
Ace Heart: Gloriana, obviously, welcome to Brawl! I wouldn't be a good investigative journalist if I didn't get to a topic right off the bat and I'm sure you know what I'm going to ask. What in the world was all that stuff about with Tiffani Lopez and the bar? You were almost arrested along with her.
The Paragon of Power shakes her head and chuckles.
Gloriana: And what a good reporter you are. As for Tiffani, plain and simple I was testing her. Luckily Nairobi Jordan was there to get us out of that jam. Things got a little carried away but at the end of the day we each gained a friend in one another.
Ace perks a brow up.
Ace Heart: A test? For what?
Another beaming smile swims across her features.
Gloriana: To see if she was a worthy tag team partner for my good friend Latoya Hixx. See, Hixx and I go way back. She's been hounding me to come join EWC but I was tied down with contractual obligations elsewhere, plus trying to get my Combat Sports Gym up and running, which EWC graciously helped me with. This certainly isn't my first rodeo, Ace, but it's certainly the biggest one with the baddest bulls.
Suddenly the humongous backstage Brawl-Tron directly behind them springs to life with a big "play" button that is joined by a thumbnail of Gloriana. Ace looks genuinely surprised as does his interviewee.
Gloriana: Wait... awww.. did you guys put together a video package of me?
Ace is confused and looks to some folks off screen, motioning and talking away from his microphone to figure out what is going on. The play button abruptly "clicks" and some sad sappy music plays while a montage of footage starts with the events that happened at the Combat Sports Gym recently (seen here: ewcprez.proboards.com/thread/28705/gloriana-youth ). Gloriana immediately protests and tries to block the footage with outstretched hands and arms but she just can't cover all of the giant screen.
Gloriana: What the hell guys? That poor kid might be watching this. He doesn't need to re-live this! Shut if off!! Shut it OFF!
The atrocities committed to young 7 year old Walter and Gloriana continue to play despite Ace and Gloriana both trying to get the tech crews to cut the tron off. Not seeing an on/off switch, Gloriana red faced and embarrassed, sees a stool nearby and uses it to shatter the screen, but not before the smirking bitch-face of Jessica Tendonin pops up congratulating her on becoming the newest entry into the famed "Best Beatdowns in Wrestling History" video series spread across You Tube and other sites. She discards the stool and drops her head in shame. Not only did many who didn't see the clip already on the net somewhere now see what happened to her, she would also probably have to pay for a new Brawl-Tron.
"GLORIANA!!!!!" The familiar voice roared from off scene snapping her back into the present. The shame that was washing her dissipates and she smiles again, elated to embrace Latoya Hixx in a sisterly hug.
Gloriana: Oh thank God you're here. This interview was about to get hectic and awkward.
Latoya waves a dismissive hand at the damaged screen.
Laytoya Hixx: Ah, pfft. Let's get out of here then. I'm about to hit up Tiffani so we can discuss strategy tonight in our tag match against tweedle dee and tweedle dumb. Speaking of which, they have a shady dude named Carlos with them. At least I think that's his name, not that it's important anyway. So I totes need you to keep him in check at ringside. You down?
Gloriana smiles and nods. No words needed spoken. The ladies pound fist and exit scene, Gloriana giving a parting wave.
NON TITLE - NO DQ MATCH
KENNETH WILLIAMS
Vs TONY SAVAGE (C)
Jessica Stroup: The following contest is scheduled for a one fall and is a no disqualification match!
The lights in the arena begin to dim and the fans jump straght to their feet in cheer as "Shadowboxin" by the GZA & Method Man begins to play through the PA speakers. The familiar adlibs of Method Man accompanying the vinyl scratches of the classic "Shaolin vs. Lama" kung-fu movie echo throughout the arena as "The Human Highlight Reel" Kenneth Williams steps out onto the ramp.
Jessica Stroup: Introducing first.. from Austin Texas.. weighing in a two hundred and twenty five pounds.. he is The Human Highlight Reel.. ladies and gentlemen, welcome back mister Kenneth Williams!
Fire and pyro began shooting out of the stage as Kenny stands at the ramp with a playful grin as he stands at a military rest with his head cocked to the side before taking off in a full sprint to the ring, making sure to slap hands of the fans on his way.
Aiello: It's great to see Kenneth Williams back in Extreme Wrestling Corporation! We of course saw glimpses of this young man last season early on in the season but unfortunately was released from his contract. But now he's back, looks as if he's in better shape and from what we know about this kid, he's not going to be easy!
Piven: Trained by a former EWC International champion who goes by the name of John Green! I managed to get a word with Green upon the resigning of Williams and he said that Williams is someone who has real passion for this profession, someone who's hungry for gold and loves to fight! He'll never cheat in a match is what Green told me! It's good to see some good guys come into the picture Joey, recently this place has been infested with a bunch of baddies!
He hops onto the outside of the turnbuckle before looking out into the crowd and delivering a vicious dab with a look of disgust on his face. He hops into the ring and prepares in his corner.
Jessica Stroup: And his opponent..
No pyro, no fancy light show. Just the roar of a Harley Davidson Fat Boy tuned to perfection, which Tony revs up before he cruises down the entrance ramp.
Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen, now making his way into the ring, from Atlantic City, N.J., via Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 245 lbs....
EWC's official bail bondsman....The Atlanta Falcon....TONY SAVAGE!
Tony stops the bike next to the announcers table, revving the engine to the delight of fans nearby, and to the chagrin of that piece of shit Piven and his eardrums.
Piven: FUCK! EVERY DAMN TIME TONY! JHEEZE MAN, YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE YOU KNOW THAT!
Aiello: He's only playing around Jere -
Piven: NO, FUCK THAT GUY.. HE'S HAD IT OUT FOR ME SINCE HE STARTED AND FUCK KNOWS WHAT I'VE DONE TO DESERVE THAT.. THAT GARBAGE WORTHLESS BIKER PIECE OF -
Aiello: And I'm gonna stop you there Jere! Despite your hatred towards him, Tony Savage has sure as hell managed to cement his name in the history books of this promotion. The current EwC International Champion is in the hunt for the Undisputed EWC Championship, he's a former EWC Champion of course and he's one hell of a fighter.
He parks the bike, EWC's security crew takes temporary custody of Tony's weapons and search him, then, jumps into the ring still in street clothes, cracking his knuckles and ready to fight. His EWC International title draped on his shoulder, he takes it off and holds it up for the audience to marvel at before holding it towards Kenneth Williams who nods his head, and actually applauds him with a smile on his face. Savage then hands his title over to the official who passes it to an official on the outside.
Aiello: He's been one hell of an International champion too and what's next for Tony Savage, maybe his biggest challenge yet as he goes one to one, toe to toe, face to face with TITAN for that EwC International Champion! And the animosity between the two, the rivalry between the two is just saw raw.. so much hatred and passion between the two. And I won't be surprised if we see TITAN come out here tonight and lay it on the champ! After all, this is a no disqualification match!
Piven: Anything can happen Joey! And hopefully TITAN comes out here and beats the living daylights out of Savage!
DING! DING! DING!
As the bell rings the two men begin to circle the ring before approaching the centre, jockeying in position before attempting to engage in a standard lock with their hands but hesitate and back away from the centre of the ring. The two circle the ring once more before engaging in a collar to elbow tie up in the centre of the ring continuing to jockey position before Savage manages to gain the upperhand forcing Williams backwards but Kenneth remains strong, and resists being pushed into the ropes. Savage quickly manages to swivel his body around quick enough to get in behind him, engaging in a standard waist lock. Williams checks his shoulders before elbowing Savage in the stomach, managing to grab his arm afterwards and wrench it around but the champ is quick to counter, twisting the arm of Williams round. Savage then yanks down on the arm of Williams and Williams quickly manages to get away afterwards, holding onto his shoulder as he heads to the ropes.
Aiello: I don't think Kenneth liked that very much, Savage managing to match him early on in this contest.
Piven: Ken's gotta remember that he's taking on a champion, a champion who's in contention for the Undisputed EWC Championship. He's been here doing this shit for a long time, he knows everything you need to know, he knows what you're going to do before you even do it. This is going to be a tough night for Kenneth, but I'm hoping that he powers through!
The two look at one another from across the ring before beginning their routine circle, they engage in the centre, standard collar to elbow tie up with Savage gaining the upperhand once more by twisting the arm of Williams and applying the wrist lock, Williams rolls forwards and back and kips himself up in order, before managing to perform a cartwheel whilst Savage still has a hold of his other arm before reversing the manuever, to the applause of the audience. Quickly, he gets in behind him managing to lock him in a side headlock in the process before slamming him to the mat and continuing to hold him in the headlock, nodding his head in approval to the audience's reaction. Savage manages to wrap his leg around the neck of Williams, who in turn gets himself out of it and the two are back up on their feet, looking at one another and nodding in acknowledge whilst the audience applaud the two of their efforts.
Aiello: Back and forth early on right here between these two, great to see Ken basically telling the champion that anything you can do, I can do better! Great to see Ken back on the roster!
Piven: Damn right, and hopefully he gets the win here tonight to go with it!
Stretching in their corners, the two don't take their eyes off of each other as they come out of their corners, to the centre of the ring where they engage in their third collar to elbow with Savage managing to quickly get behind Williams and lock him in the hammerlock submission, quickly transitioning into a headlock which he tightens upon locking in. From the facial expressions from Williams you can tell that he's struggling due to the amount of pressure being applied by Tony Savage who isn't letting up, or going easy on his opponent. Ken manages to push Savage back into the ropes in order to launch him to the opposite ropes but as they come back to the centre of the ring Savage doesn't let go of the hold and instead, tightens it even more which brings Williams down to his knee's.
Williams fights his way back up to his feet and pushes Savage into the ropes again, launching him to the opposite ropes, Savage runs to the ropes and Williams stalks, as Savage bounces off of the ropes he's surprised to see an eager Ken Williams who greets him with an arm drag take down. Savage is back up on his feet and is running towards Williams who manages to perform a drop toe hold before keeping him opponent grounded as he moves along his back, managing to keep Savage down as he constantly prevents him from anyway of getting up.
The audience applaud as they're impressed with the unorthodox approach from Williams who get's to his feet and holds his arm up in the air, pointing at Savage and nodding his head with a grin on his face. Savage gets to his feet and charges over to William and forces a lock up where he wins instantly with an headlock being applied afterwards, but Williams is quick to get on the elbows to the abdomen of Savage which slightly breaks the hold as he pushes him back to the ropes.
Savage bounces off of the opposite ropes and greets Williams with a hard shoulder barge in the centre of the ring, impressed with himself because of the impact but is unaware that Williams has already kipped himself up, and the audience applaud him for his capability of doing so quickly. Savage turns around and is confused to see Williams back on his feet, and he goes from zero to one hundred real quick, sprinting towards him but Williams hit's the canvas so that Savage has to jump over him.
Savage rebounds off of the opposite ropes and Williams leap frogs over him, Savage hit's the ropes once more and a drop kick connects from Williams. Savage is on one knee and Williams doesn't stop there, he begins a series of shots to the chest of Savage with his boot, directly hitting the chest of Savage each time which creates a thunderous clap. Savage is back up on his feet and as Williams goes for his fourth shot to the chest Savage grabs his leg and drives his elbow into it before Savage, unlike him, goes for a drop kick to the chest but Ken moves out of the way, Savage hits the canvas hard landing on his back, Williams swings his leg for another boot to the chest of Savage but Savage instead lies on the canvas to avoid the shot, William's now has his back towards Savage and quickly manages to improvise and goes for a standing moonsault on the champion who moves out of the way!
Aiello: And the champion showing his intelligence there in the ring!
Piven: Impressive from Kenneth Williams tonight, such athleticism, but the champion was just two steps ahead unfortunately.
And there's a pin attempt from Savage.
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But the shoulder of Williams shoots up! Williams rolls towards the ropes and uses them as help to get back to his feet. Savages charges towards Williams and clotheslines him to the outside before joining him, rolling under the bottom rope and picking Williams up by his head. He delivers a round of boxing punches to William's who has no answer to the quick shots of Savage, who shuffles in position in honor of the late, great, Muhammad Ali.
Aiello: And Savage with the Ali shuffle! Vintage Ali!
Getting a reaction from the audience, before laying another crisp shot on Williams. Williams stumbles back into the barricades and leans against them, Savage walks over to him and grabs him by his head with one hand and with his other arm, he lands an elbow to the top of the head of Williams! Williams staggers back into the barricade and goes over them, the impact of the elow being too much to bare as he's now among the fans. Savage heads over to Williams and grabs him to pull him up.
With Williams on one side of the barricade and Savage on the other, Savage turns Williams around and locks him in a full nelson lock, he then warns the audience around to move out of the way, so they do. He then manages to lift Williams up and over the barricade and performs a full nelson suplex which stuns those around as Williams lands awkwardly! Savage wipes the sweat that slivers down his forehead whilst Williams crawls over to the ring steps, and places his back against it. Savage then runs towards him looking to crush him with a knee but Williams moves out of the way and the knee of Savage goes straight into the ring steps. Savage holds onto his knee and let's out a cry, obviously affected by it whilst Williams slowly get's to his feet, searching under the ring and bringing out a kendo stick, to the applause of the audience.
Savage turns around and Williams already targets the knee with the kendo stick, swinging the stick towards the knee and managing to connect! Savage let's out another cry and falls to the floor, holding onto his knee as Williams goes for another strike to the knee, breaking the stick in half! He throws the remains aside and picks Savage up, leaning him against the barricade and connecting with a number of stiff forearm shots before hoping up onto the apron and moonsaulting backwards, landing on Savage!
"LET'S GO SAVAGE!"
"WILLIAMS!"
"LET'S GO SAVAGE!"
"WILLIAMS!"
Aiello: Looks as if Savage has busted his knee out here tonight!
Piven: Not good, especially when you're scheduled to face that monster TITAN in two weeks!
Williams picks Savage up and throws him into the apron before sliding him into the ring. Williams hops up onto the apron and positions himself whilst Savage slowly get's to his feet. Savage is up and hobbles as he turns around, finding Williams flying in his direction but Savage manages to catch him mid air with a rocket of a spear connecting to Williams!
Aiello: AND A SPEAR FROM SAVAGE, HE CATCHES WILLIAMS WITH A DAMN SPEAR!
Piven: OUT OF NOWHERE!
Savage manages to hook the leg of Williams!
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But Williams kick out, and the audience applaud in appreciation of his efforts. Savage runs his fingers through his hair and sits up, not knowing what to do with his busted knee, he slowly get's to his feet and Williams is already on the outside recovering. Savage rolls underneath the bottom rope and heads towards Williams who elbows him in the abdomen.
Aiello: How.. oh how, is Kenneth Williams still showing life?!
Williams connects with a flurry of strikes, a left, a right, a jab, a hook before clobbering Savage with a massive enziguri kick that sends Savage down to the floor. Williams gets to his feet and leans against the barricade, as the audience behind him pat him on the shoulders as he watches Savage struggle with his knee. He looks over at the commentary table before looking back at Tony Savage, with a grin appearing across his mouth. Williams heads to Savage and picks him up by his hair, bringing him over to the commentary table.
Aiello: Oh God no.. we've already had someone try destroy the table already tonight!
Piven: I'm all for it! FINISH HIM!
Clearing the table, Williams turns his attention to Savage who's back up on his feet on his own accord, and connects with a boxing punch to Williams that connects so hard it forces Williams to turn around.. Williams then manages to perform an impressive pele kick to Savage, who rocks Savage, the audience in the arena and the commentary table!
Aiello: WHAT A PELE KICK FROM KENNETH WILLIAMS!
Piven: THAT WAS LITERALLY OUT OF NOWHERE! THIS KID'S GOT IT ALL!
Williams grabs Savage by his hair and throws him onto the table..
He then joins him up on the table.
Picking him up by his hair once more he positions him for a DDT..
But Savage begins to fight back with shots to the side of the body of Williams connecting and Williams releases Savage, who's now up straight and delivering his signature boxing punches on Williams who has no reply due to the quickness of attack from Savage. Savage then picks him up and performs a spinebuster onto the table and the two go crashing through!
Aiello: SPINEBUSTER THROUGH THE DAMN TABLE BY TONY SAVAGE!
Piven: YOU CAN FEEL THE ELECTRICITY IN THE AIR RIGHT NOW JOEY! FUCK NO, I THOUGHT WILLIAMS HAD HIM! I THOUGHT HE HAD HIM!
"THIS IS WRESTLING!"
"THIS IS WRESTLING!"
"THIS IS WRESTLING!"
The International champion rolls onto his side before getting back up onto his feet. He exhales heavily as he walks towards Williams and picks him up by his head, rolling him under the bottom rope before joining him in the ring.
Aiello: WE KNOW WHAT'S COMING NEXT!
Piven: DON'T DO THIS TO US KENNY! FIGHT BACK MAN, C'MON!
The cardiac arrest is next, it's inevitable, it's imminent..
Kenneth Williams slowly get's to his feet..
And the International champion has his fist closed and prepped..
Aiello: AND HE CONNECTS!
Williams falls to the canvas immediately after the cardiac arrest heart punch connects and Savage falls on top of him before hooking his legs for the pin!
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DING! DING! DING!
Stroup: AND YOUR WINNER... TONYY SAVAGEEEE!
Aiello: What a victory by our International Champion here tonight. He did everything a champion could and should do and is bringing some momentum with him into Scars and Stripes. He needed this win, but enough cannot be said about Kenneth Williams
Piven: It's great having Kenneth Williams back in the EWC. He looks good, he is quick he looked sharp and very little ring rust. Mighty impressive. He took the champ to the limit tonight but in the end, Savage was just too much
Aiello: Wait a minute ... is that? Oh boy ....
Piven: It's TITAN!!!! TITAN IS HERE!!!!!
Savage is still celebrating in the ring when TITAN comes running down the ramp and slides into the ring, Savage turns around but his met by a power slam as TITAN takes him down. TITAN starts landing lefts and rights on Savage who is trying to block
Aiello: Savage was out on BRAWL last week asking for TITAN to come out, TITAN didn't arrive on time last week ... but this week ... well, TITAN is answering the call the best way he knows how ... with his fists
Piven: We need better security ... Europe sucks
Savage manages to catch TITAN in the head with the International Championship, which stuns TITAN temporarily but more than anything it appears to have pissed him off even more. As Savage gets to his feet near the turnbuckle, TITAN lines him up and charges into him. TITAN has Savage locked up in the corner and is screaming at him 'THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED? THIS IS WHAT YOU GET' TITAN begins to apply more pressure to the champ as the ring is now filled with security
Savage is still celebrating in the ring when TITAN comes running down the ramp and slides into the ring, Savage turns around but his met by a power slam as TITAN takes him down. TITAN starts landing lefts and rights on Savage who is trying to block
Aiello: Savage was out on BRAWL last week asking for TITAN to come out, TITAN didn't arrive on time last week ... but this week ... well, TITAN is answering the call the best way he knows how ... with his fists
Piven: We need better security ... Europe sucks
Savage manages to catch TITAN in the head with the International Championship, which stuns TITAN temporarily but more than anything it appears to have pissed him off even more. As Savage gets to his feet near the turnbuckle, TITAN lines him up and charges into him. TITAN has Savage locked up in the corner and is screaming at him 'THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED? THIS IS WHAT YOU GET' TITAN begins to apply more pressure to the champ as the ring is now filled with security
Aiello: Finally it looks like security has things under control.
Piven: TITAN is a man possessed folks. Savage poked the bear and the bear poked back
Aiello: We'll be back after these messages
Piven: TITAN is a man possessed folks. Savage poked the bear and the bear poked back
Aiello: We'll be back after these messages
TAG TEAM MATCH
LATOYA HIXX & TIFFANI LOPEZ
Vs BILL BASHEM & VINNY GIGANTE
LATOYA HIXX & TIFFANI LOPEZ
Vs BILL BASHEM & VINNY GIGANTE
Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is a tag team match, and is scheduled for one fall, introducing first accompanied by Gloriana… Latoya Hixx… AND TIFFANY LOPEZ!!!
“Sky’s the Limit” by CFO$ hits, as the three of them come out, Latoya in her bling coat in wears her white Sunglasses in poses on the stage in walks down in hops on the ropes and shows her Boss Brass Knuckles, the three of them all get together walking down the ramp. They get in the ring in takes off her gear in waits for her Opponent.
Jessica Stroup: And their opponents, Bill Bashem and Vinny Gigante!!!
The spoken intro to Run the Jewel's “Dynamite” rings out into the arena, lights off except for a quick pulsating flash of white between the spoken sentences, on time with the bass drops. As the first verse by Killer Mike hits, the lights come on red and in full, exposing Bill Bashem and Vinny Gigante on the stage letting out a guttural yell forming the words, “Smash' em! Bash 'em!”. The walk from stage to steps is pumped full of arrogance and audibly clear trash talking, slapping the outstretched fans here and there, usually basing his decision on what merch they have on, what sign they're holding, or what they say to him. The steps are cleared in a few quick bounds to the apron and he quickly slides himself between the top and second ropes. Once in the ring, Bashem and Gigante remove any entrance attire and drapes it over the turnbuckle before taking a resting stance in the same corner.
Aiello: We have a big matchup tonight, but Hixx and Lopez evened the odds by bringing Gloriana to ringside with them, to balance things out to hopefully eliminate any interference from Carlos.
Piven: I’ll tell you what this match is Joe… It’s a tag TEAM match.
Aiello: …Well you’re not wrong…
DING! DING! DING!
The match starts out with Hixx and Bashem in the ring, as they go over last minute game plans with their tag team partners. Gloriana climbs up the stairs as the three of them all begin to talk.
Piven: I thought this was a wrestling match not a gossip fest… .
Aiello: OH LOOK OUT!
With Hixx’s back turned Bashem just runs her over crushing her into her corner’s turnbuckle. She slumps down, as Bashem gives Lopez a left to the skull knocking her off the apron. As Hixx tries to regain her composure, Bashem picks her up by her hair. He hooks her for a suplex lifting her into the air and holding her there in a vertical suplex! Hixx slowly kicks her lets trying to set him off his balance but he stands tall and doesn’t lose his footing. He falls back after a good fifteen seconds dropping down Latoya as she crashes down to the matt. Lopez is back on the apron, leaning through the ropes shouting support toward her partner.
Bashem grabs Hixx by her hand dragging her over to his corner tagging in Vinny! They double team Hixx for a few moments both of them giving her a foot to the throat as she leans back on the bottom rope! Lopez jumps in the ring to stop it but the ref cuts her off! Bashem takes advantage of this as he picks up Hixx and the two of them execute a double standing neck breaker on Hixx before Bashem leaves the ring.
Aiello: Some dirty, yet impressive tag team tactics from Bashem and Gigante.
Piven: These two know what their doin.
Carlos on the outside grabs Hixx by her throat pulling her down on the bottom rope choking her, but quickly Gloriana runs over to that side of the ring and chases off Carlos! She returns to her corner as Carlos lifts up his hands as if to say he didn’t do anything. Hixx tries to get up by giving Gigante three forearms to the gut as he stumbles back, but she can’t get enough space between her and Vinny and he knocks her down with a hard sledge to the back of Hixx, Lopez is in her corner shouting to Hixx trying to will her on. Vinny picks up Hixx who has yet to be able to turn things around, and he lifts Hixx above his head but Lopez gets in the ring and kicks Vinny in the stomach and he falls back with Hixx landing in a cover!
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Aiello: A two count from Latoya who now has a few seconds to breath thanks to her tag team partner.
Piven: Hixx better take advantage of this opening before it’s too late.
Hixx pops up off the mat, and stumbles around looking for her corner, she spins around and finds Lopez and just as Gigante grabs her foot, Hixx leaps and tags in Lopez! The crowd pops as Lopez jumps in the ring and quickly runs over Gigante with a leaping clothsline! She mounts him and begins giving him punches to the skull! Lopez jumps up, pumping up the crowd! As Gigante gets to his feet, Lopez whips him into the ropes as he bounces back she lands a dropkick to his face. He quickly rolls back to his corner and tags in Bashem. Lopez stands hands on her knees waiting for Bashem to meet her in the middle of the ring.
Bashem, looks to be a bit cautious of Lopez, knowing that he has superior power but she could run circles around him. She hops up and down, smiling as she waves for Bashem to bring it. The two meet in the middle of the ring and tie up in a collar and elbow tie up as Bashem easily shoves her to the ground! She instantly changes her expression knowing how outmatched she is in the strength category. Bashem laughs as he flexes his arms at Lopex and now he waves at her to bring it. Lopez stands up ready to lock up again, but Hixx yells from her corner that she wants a tag and that she wants in the match to have another shot at Bashem. Lopez obliges and tags her in.
Aiello: Well I think it’s been more than established that the women are out matched in the power category. They are going to have to control the speed of this match if they wanna win this thing.
Piven: I dunno… I bet Hixx could take Bashem in an arm wrestling contest.
Hixx looks at Bashem who laughs at Latoya, waving for her to bring it. She walks to the middle of the ring as if she is going to tie up with Bashem but she swerves him and ducks under his collar and elbow tie up and tries to win it with a school boy!
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Bashem jumps up angry knowing that he almost got embarrassed by Hixx, he throws a hard left at Hixx who ducks it, and she jumps up looking for a hurricanranna, but Bashem catches her rolling her back up for a powerbomb, but she reverses it and rolls down his back looking for a sunset flip! But he jumps looking to land on her chest but she moves out of the way as Bashem finds nothing but canvas. She hits the ropes and nails an unsuspecting Bashem with a spear to the midsection!
She hops back up and hits Gigante trying to knock him off the apron, but he doesn’t go down, he enters the ring but the ref holds him back as Lopez gets in the ring as they do a double team suplex on Bashem! As the ref turns around, Hixx tags in Lopez. Who ascends the turnbuckle and leaps off of it hooking Bashem with a leaping hurricanranna hooking his legs!!!
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Aiello: The ladies have sped up the pace of this match and the men can’t keep up! This is what they are going to have to do to stay in this match.
Piven: I’m really impressed with their ability to stay in this thing.
The ref pushes Gigante out of the ring, forcing him to his corner as Bashem rolls out of the ring trying to slow down the pace of the match but Hixx climbs the turnbuckle and leaps off landing on Bashem on the floor!!! Gigante circles the turnbuckle post to help his partner, but is cut off from Lopez who leaps over the top rope crashing down on Gigante!!!
Aiello: I don’t believe what I’m seeing here!
The women climb back in the ring, celebrating as they wait for Bashem and Gigante to regroup.
Piven: This could be a big mistake from Lopez and Hixx not staying on top of these guys.
Bashem slowly gets in the ring, as Hixx hops up and down in excitement ready to take on Bashem. Bashem looks for a collar and elbow tie up once again with Hixx ducking it, but this time Bashem is ready for it, and he reaches back and grabs a handful of Hixx’s hair yanking her back and throwing her down on the mat! She grabs at her hair in pain as Bashem lifts her off the mat by her hair and with one arm throws her across the ring towards her corner by her hair!!!
Piven: OH!! That had to hurt!
Hixx reaches up and tags in Lopez runs at Bashem leaping into the air looking for a hurricanranna but Bashem sees it coming and nails a MONSTER pop up powerbomb!!!
The crowd jumps to their feet as her head bounces off the mat. “OHHHHHH”
Aiello: This one could be over, that powerbomb looks to have knocked out Lopez!
Piven: Um… I don’t think it’s over just yet…
Bashem picks up Lopez by her legs… lifting her up into yet another powerbomb position… and he SLAMS her down yet again, this time pinning her legs way back behind her head curling her up.
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DING! DING! DING!
Aiello: And this one is over, we said from the beginning the ladies were gonna need to stay out of the power moves to win this thing and two straight powerbombs to the back of Tiffany Lopez’ head was just too much.
Gloriana runs in the ring, as she tries to help her friends regroup after the pin fall. As Carlos celebrates holding up the arms of Bashem and Gigante as they back up the ramp.
Jessica Stroup: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS… BILL BASHEM AND VINNY GIGANTE!!!
Piven: Bill and Vinny are both off to incredible starts here in the EWC and proved tonight they could potentially be a formidable team. I'm not sure they will ever willingly want to team up again, but if they ever did ... I'd watch my backs Luke Wolfe and Gabreal Martin. We'll be right back after this folks
NON TITLE - CAGE WITH WEAPONS MATCH
JEZZABEL
Vs HARLOW KINSLEY
Aiello: Welcome back. What a show we have had so far tonight, but it's not over. We got one left. We are getting ready for our Main Event of the evening, as the cage lowers from the ceiling. Take a look at that Jeremy…
Piven: Jezzable will be locked inside that thing with Nurse Kinsley… with… all those weapons inside!
Aiello: Someone is going to end up in the hospital tonight.
Piven: Well you know, I’m sure it will be okay, Kinsley is a Nurse I’m sure she can do the damage and fix it too all while inside a steel cage.
Aiello: You wanna be inside that with her?
Piven: Um… No… No I don’t…
The cage is lowered to the ring as we get ready for the introductions….
The lights go dark in the arena and a red glow come up throughout. A bell tolls and 'Toccata Fugue' by Birdie Wings begins to play. A Phoenix shriek is heard and as the first chord of the song plays the stage is engulfed in flames.
Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a STEEL CAGE MATCH… WITH WEAPONS!!!
“YES!!!”
“YES!!!”
“YES!!!”
“YES!!!”
“YES!!!”
“YES!!!”
“YES!!!”
Jessica Stroup smiles as she continues…
Jessica Stroup: Introducing first… from Las Vegas Nevada, weighing in at 155 pounds… Jezzable!!!!!
As the flames dissipate, Jezzabel appears on the stage, seemingly out of thin air, followed by Mortymer Post. She stops at the top of the ramp and stares down at the ring for a moment then they both make their way down to the ring. Jezzabel gets down to the ring, grabs the middle rope and pulls herself up with one step onto the ring apron. Mortymer watches her enter the ring then goes to the ring steps and steps up into the ring himself. They both step to the middle of the ring. Mortymer his hands up toards his face and the sky as Jezzabel raises her arms up and sharply big them down. Lightning shoots down from the rafters hitting all four ring posts, igniting them into flames. Mortymer has a euphoric smile on his face with his hands still up to the heavens as Jezzabel then steps to the ropes giving a cold stare out to the crowd. She cracks her little half smile then turns back to the center of the ring. The lights in the arena slowly come back up as the music fades. The crowd reaction has mixed reaction as Jezzabel heads to a neutral corner and leans back…
Jessica Stroup: And her opponent… From Bloody Corners, Ohio… weighing in at 130 pounds… She is the EWC X-DIVISION CHAMPION… NURSE… HARLOW KINSLEY!!!!
The lighting in the arena starts to flicker and strobe to the beat as Melissa Auf Der Maur's "Whispers and Potions" hits the PA. Harlow Kinsley stumbles her way down the ramp, holding the X-Division Championship in one hand, staring off into space with a vacant expression. She sometimes sways or moves to the music, and occasionally stops to stare down members of the audience; otherwise, she barely seems to know where she is.
When she reaches the ring, Kinsley slips beneath the bottom rope, slowly crawling her way across the ring. She makes it one of the corners, where she slumps against the turnbuckle, gazing off at the ceiling. After several seconds of just sitting there with a blank face on, she grabs the middle ropes with both hands, and hoists herself to her feet.
DING! DING! DING!
Kinsley looks around the cage as if she didn’t expect to see weapons all around, gazing up and around the cage looking at all the weapons. Jezzable circles the ring, knowing full well how dangerous Kinsley is, with Kinsley distracted looking around the cage. Jezzable grabs a steel chair pulling it off the cage wall and tries to run at Kinsley ready to swing the chair, but just as she is about to hit her with the chair, Kinsley spins around and kicks it back in the face of Jezzable with a bicycle kick! She laid out Jezzable with one move she leans down and covers her!!!
Aiello: Oh my God! Is this already over???
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Piven: Oh LORD that was close!
Jezzable slowly rolls over on her stomach as Kinsley slowly looks down at her stalking her, and already blood is starting to drip down the face of Jezzable.
Piven: You can’t sneak up on Harllow Kinsley… especially with a chair…
Kinsley leans down picking up Jezzable by the hair and walks her over to the cage wall and throws her face first into it! Jezzable hits the cage wall and bounces off! As Jezzable lays motionless Kinsley looks over at her, and pulls a hammer off the side of the cage… she walks over and tries to swing it down on the head of Jezzable but Jezzable reaches up and blocks it with both hands! The two struggle trying to gain the advantage… Jezzable quickly reaches up and grabs Kinsley by the hair and pulls her face first down into the second turnbuckle pad! Quickly, she turns around grabbing Kinsley by the waist and lifts her with a dead lift german suplex and nails it in the middle of the ring releasing it. Kinsley isn’t down for long as she slowly starts to get up, and while she gets to her feet, Jezzable has the chair again and brings it down crashing it on the spine of Kinsley, but Kinsley doesn’t go down! Jezzable hits her again, and Kinsley arches her back in pain, but still doesn’t go down! Jezzable grabs her by the arm spinning her around and CRACK!!! She hits her in the face with the chair and Kinsley goes down!!! Jezzable makes the cover!
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Aiello: This is going to worse before it gets better…
Piven: I always feel unconfortable when Kinsley is out here… Like I am looking into the eyes of the Devil…
Aiello: All…Right then…
Kinsley is pulled to her feet by Jezzable as she takes Kinsley’s face and rakes it against the cage wall! After releasing Kinsley stumbles away from the cage as blood starts to drip down her face… Jezzable grabs Kinsley and hits her with a scoop slam, setting her up as she goes to the top rope. She leaps into the air looking for the Phoenixsault! And connects on the champion as she goes for the cover!
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Aiello: Kinsley refuses to stay down.
Piven: I’m pretty sure she was supposed to stay down inside a grave…
Jezzable picks up Kinsley by the hair, who then hits her in the stomach several times with elbows to the midsection! She gets Jezzable off, and grabs her and slings her into the ropes, but Jezzable jumps up on the cage! She starts to climb, as Kinsley slowly makes her way over to the cage wall as well and chases her up.
Aiello: What a win this would be if Jezzable could get the win here tonight over the dominant Kinsley! She’s at the top of the cage!
Kinsley grabs Jezzable by the hair right before she starts climbing down the other side of the cage. Suddenly Jezzable lets go of the cage hoping that she will just fall to the floor but Kinsley doesn’t loosen her grip on her hair and Jezzable is now hanging fifteen feet in the air by only her hair as her screams can be hears as she kicks and grabs for the cage, as Kinsley pulls her up back to the top of the cage.
Aiello: No mercy being shown from Kinsley!
Piven: I’m sure even if her scalp was ripping off her skull she wouldn’t let go.
Kinsley drags Jezzable to the top of the cage as they sit on top. They trade lefts and rights both wabbling, until Kinsley takes Jezzable’s face and smashes it down on the top of the cage! Slowly, Jezzable starts to fall, and she TUMBLES OFF THE TOP OF THE CAGE AND THE CROWD GOES CRAZY!!!
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
Kinsley looks down at the fallen Jezzable in the ring, as she starts to slowly stand up on top of the cage wall… the crowd popping as she stands up tall. Kinsley looks around the arena looking almost confused as to where she is… and she JUMPS OFF!
Aiello: SENTON BOMB!!!
Kinsley crashes down nailing Jezzable on the way down! Both women are down! The crowd is losing their minds!!!
“EWC!!!”
“EWC!!!”
“EWC!!!”
“EWC!!!”
“EWC!!!”
Aiello: I don’t believe what I am seeing here!!! Jeremy?
Piven: I’m speechless… just listen to this crowd!
Slowly Kinsley starts to crawl (demonically) over towards Jezzable… she suddenly falls limp laying one arm over top of Jezzable!
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Kickout!!!
“THIS IS AWESOME!!!”
“THIS IS AWESOME!!!”
“THIS IS AWESOME!!!”
“THIS IS AWESOME!!!”
“THIS IS AWESOME!!!”
Kinsley gets to her feet first walking over and grabbing a baseball bat off the cage, but just as she grabs it Jezzable grabs Kinsley by the back of the head and nails a nasty reverse DDT! Jezzable picks up the bat, taking a few steps back waiting for Kinsley to get up, she waits a few moments for her to get to her feet and Kinsley leans in and Jezzable reaches back and swings as hard as she can, and the baseball bat breaks!!! Splintering and shattering across her skull as Kinsley falls backwards. Jezzable immediately goes for the cover!
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KICKOUT!!!
THE CROWD GOES CRAZY as Kinsley THROWS her off her chest and gets up!
“YEEEAAAAHHH!!!”
Jezzable cant believe her eyes as she looks on, back at Kinsley who turns around staring a hold through Jezzable! She sprints at Kinsley but Kinsley drops her with a drop toe hold! And locks her in a crippler crossface!!! The ref quickly goes down asking Jezzable if she wants to give it up. She screams no, as she reaches for the hammer that was dropped earlier, Kinsley arches back as far as she can as Jezzable barely gets her fingertips on the hammer, barely reaching it as she swings it backwards clocking Kinsley in the head with the hammer! Kinsley releases the hold gripping her head, Jezzable gets to her feet by grabbing the ropes spitting blood out of her mouth as she looks at Kinsley taking the hammer and swinging it but Kinsley ducks it and with a kick to the midsection she hits Jezzable with a massive DDT! Kinsely gets up, looking at a black bag hanging from the cage. She tilts her head and walks over grabbing the bag. She opens it up and pours it out and its shards of broken glass!!!
Aiello: Oh dear God!
Kinsley grabs a shard of glass, walking over and raking it across the face of Jezzable who can be heard screaming through the arena! Kinsley takes the shard of glass and licks the blood off it dropping it on the mat and she stomps on it, breaking the shard into smaller pieces. She signals for the end with a throat slash! She picks up Jezzable looking for a powerbomb into the glass, but Jezzable fights out of it! She kicks Kinsley in the stomach and looks for the RISING PHOENIX BOMB!!! SHE SLAMS Kinsley down onto the broken glass and the crowd goes insane!!!
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
She hooks Kinsley’s leg!
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Kickout!!!
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
Kinsley slowly gets up, camera catching the cuts and punctures on Kinsley’s back as she gets up.
Aiello: How did Kinsley get out of that one???
Piven: it’s just broken glass man, it’s nothing compared to crawling out of her own grave! ZOMBIE man… I’m tellin you… She’s a ZOMBIE!!!
Jezzable shakes her head, she’s just not havin it anymore. So she does her own throat slash, signaling for a TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER!!! She lifts up Kinsley looking to drop her on her head right on the broken glass, but Kinsley reverses it! They have switched places and now Kinsley has Jezzable set up for a tombstone piledriver! She centers herself in the broken glass, and drops Jezzable on her head right into the broken glass!!! She falls limp on Jezzable! The crowd counts along!
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“THREE!!!”
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“THREE!!!”
DING! DING! DING!
Aiello: And this bloody mess is over!!!
Piven: Thank God! What a victory by the Champion here tonight. She will be carrying that with her into Scars and Stripes. A victory she really needed for that boost of confidence.
The cage starts to raise up as medical personell hit the ring to attend to both wrestlers… but Nurse Kinsley refuses medical attention as she grabs her belt and rolls out of the ring! Jezzable lays motionless in the ring as the EMTs attend to her.
Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner… NURSE HARLOW KINSLEY!!!
Aiello: That wraps things up for us tonight in Manchester. This European Tour has been amazing and we want to thank all of our International Fans for being such great hosts. Monday Night Brawl will be off for the next few weeks but we will see you all July 4th in St Louis for Scars and Stripes. On behalf of Jeremy Piven and the entire EWC, good night everyone
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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
SCARS & STRIPES
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JULY 4TH 2016
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JULY 4TH 2016
LIVE! from the Scottrade Center in St. Louis, Missouri
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8 Vs 8 TAG TEAM ELIMINATION MATCH
TEAM BRAWL
Kenneth Williams, Vinny Gigante, Emma Louise, Bill Bashem, Uncanny Inferno, King Flip, Latoya Hixx& Tiffani Lopez
Vs
TEAM RAMPAGE
John Blade, Ryker Gunnar, JTC, Corey Smith, Jessica Tendonin, Mike Hurtt, Danny Maea & Cannonball-Kid
ROLE-PLAYS FOR THIS MATCH GO HERE
INFERNO SUBMISSION MATCH
EWC UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP
LADDER MATCH WITH WEAPONS - NO DQ
HARDCORE RULES MATCH
EWC X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
CAGE FILLED WITH WEAPONS
EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP
SLAUGHTERHOUSE MATCH
EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP
END SCREEN
RECAP OF WINNERS
THE UNCANNY INFERNO
Vs MARK STORM (C)
WINNER: Mark Storm
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EMMA LOUISE
Vs AXLE AOMORI
WINNER: Axle Aomori
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BOB LOBLAW
Vs KING FLIP
WINNER: King Flip
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KENNETH WILLIAMS
Vs TONY SAVAGE (C)
WINNER: Tony Savage (C)
.......
LATOYA HIXX & TIFFANI LOPEZ
Vs BILL BASHEM & VINNY GIGANTE
WINNER: Bill Bashem & Vinny Gigante
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JEZZABEL
Vs HARLOW KINSLEY (C)
WINNER: Harlow Kinsley (C)
© THE EXTREME WRESTLING CORPORATION 2016
