Post by President Mac on Oct 9, 2017 22:29:37 GMT -6
WARNING:
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
EPISODE #493 | OCTOBER 9TH 2017LIVE! from Carrier Dome in Syracuse, New York
EWC BRAWL
OCTOBER 9TH 2017
LIVE! from Carrier Dome in Syracuse, New York
Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Ace Heart
"Thunderstruck" by AC/DC blasts in the Arena
The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night Brawls Nineteen year history. From episode 001 in 1997 all the way down to the last episode of BRAWL
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, The Rev, Ashton Drake and then Xplode all with the EWC Championship.
Sped up footage again then takes us through to current Monday Night Brawl Superstars: Andrew Jackson, Anthony Grunge, Eddie Crank, Emma Louise, John Blade, Kim Hunter, Peter Dragon, Melinda Rhodes, Jackson Knox, Donovan Baine, Keith Williams, Nostalgia, Rob Garcia, Konnor Klay, CJ Newmann, Morgan Darkwater, Kestrel, Neo James Carner, AJ Johnson, Nick James, Cyrus Black, Thomas Bates, and Amis Shelton
We then get a shot of the Champions of Brawl: CJ Newman with the Television Championship, then Eddie Crank with the X-Division Championship and finally Rebel Rhodes with the International Championship
The opening pyros hit and here we go.
The energy in the Carrier Dome in Syracuse 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
MNB
MNB
MNB
MNB
The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement
The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!
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.
As the camera pans around the arena once more, it finally comes to a stop at the announcer's booth where Aiello, Bennett and Carter are shown smiling.
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, Bennett and Carter are shown smiling.
The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!
Aiello: Ladies and Gentlemen we welcome you to another sold out episode of Monday Night Brawl! We are live here in the Carrier Dome and boy oh boy do we have an exciting show for you tonight
Bennett: Lego is in the fucking house. We shit you not .. all kinds of lego shit up in here. I think my fucking chair is made of lego .. this mic is lego .. this desk is lego .. Carter is as plastic and cheap as lego can get
Carter: Thanks Steve .. indeed we have an awesome show in-store for you all but there appears to be something going on backstage .. the producers are in my ear saying we need to cut to the back immediately .. so lets see what the fuss is all about
The screen switches to the familiar sight of Brawl GM Victor Price sat behind his desk, somewhat relaxed except for his irate expression as he stares coldly at an open laptop.
We can hear the voice of President Mac coming from the laptop's speakers, and it quickly becomes apparent that Price is replaying the ending of the Rumble in the Bronx pay-per-view once again, fuming over how his carefully planned championship intentions had been snatched away by the owner of the EWC.
Price: Son of a bitch... you put in the time, work hard to get the crap cleaned from this shit-show, and what thanks do you get? Humiliation and threats of dismissal! Well, "Fuck You" too, Mac... I'm not done yet.
Mysterious Voice: Hmm, indeed.
Victor snaps up from his hunched-over indignation and starts at the sight of Samael Scrybe standing several feet away, regarding the larger man calmly.
Price: Who the fuck are you, and how did you get in here?!
Scrybe: The how is unimportant, as for who I am, my name is Samael Scrybe, herald to He That Is Coming and the voice in the darkness. And there is a lot of darkness in you, Mr Price. The Circle has noticed this, has noticed you.
Price: Well, ain't that great for you Circle-jerkers... I'm calling Security.
He thumbs the intercom, but barely manages to utter a syllable before Scrybe waves a hand towards it and the intercom emits an ear-splitting burst of squawking static, utterly useless. Wincing, Price settles back in his chair and forces a formal smile.
Price: Neat trick, what you got there, some sorta electronic scrambler? It ain't gonna save you from a physical ass-whooping so you better talk, and fast.
Scrybe: How long did you plot the downfall and removal of Ashton Drake, of Valora Thomas? Weeks? Months? And what reward did you receive as the fruition of your toil? A blatant denial of your right to ascend to your rightful place as Undisputed Champion and icon of this company... instead, you were humiliated, vilified, your hard work overturned with the flick of a presidential wrist. A pathetic miscarriage of justice indeed.
Price: You use a lot of damn words to say next to nothing, chump - get to the damn point.
Scrybe: The solution to your problems is simple, when one simply takes a step back to observe the bigger picture. The only thing standing between you and every bit of power and glory you deserve is but one man: President Mac. If not for him, you'd be the Undisputed Champion of the EWC, and your tenure as General Manager of Brawl secured... instead, he made sure the title remained vacant for the peons to fight for whilst your job, your very livelihood, hangs by a thread. President Mac denies you at every turn, keeping you from achieving your full potential, and that simply cannot be allowed to continue. It is Mac, not the great and worthy Victor Price, who needs to disappear., to allow you to flourish and rule this company as you were always meant to.
A cruel smile creeps across Price's face as he leans closer to Scrybe.
Price: I'm listening...
Scrybe: Your attention and support is all that's needed right now, Mr Price. The Circle appreciates your time, and we will be back in due course.
Samael smiles thinly, bows his head and makes his exit, leaving the Brawl GM alone with his thoughts.
Price: Mac is going to get beat like a cherokee drum
Aiello: I do not like the look on our General Manager's face, folks. Surely Price can't be giving serious consideration to the words of this shady Scrybe character?
Bennett: Only time will tell, Joe. For now, let's hear a word from EWCTV before moving onto our first damn match of this fucking night
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ANYTHING GOES - FIRST BLOOD MATCH
FIRST PERSON TO BLEED - LOSES THE MATCH
JOHN BLADE
VS KEITH WILLIAMS
Aiello: Welcome back to Monday Night Brawl friends .. We've got a lot of exciting matches here tonight, starting with the first one. Let's go to Jessica for the introductions.
Jessica Stroup: The following match is a First Blood Match. The only way to win is to draw blood from your opponent. The first man to make his opponent bleed will be the winner. Introducing first from Raleigh, North Carolina. Weighing in at 234 pounds, Keith Williams!
The arena is plunged into darkness as "Roman Holiday" by Every Time I Die screeches its way out of the speakers, triggering the attention of those in attendance to the stage where dark blue lights have started to go off. As the tempo of the song picks up, it can barely be seen that someone has made their way out in the middle of the darkness, planting themselves in the middle of the stage. As the opening lyrics are shouted out, the lights come back on and we're shown the back of Keith Williams as he's pointing at what's on his clothing. He's noticeably wearing a black denim vest that's covered in patches of bands, with the words "California C*nt" printed on the back in a font style you might find with a death metal or black metal band, directly below this is a giant mustache graphic that's been ironed on as well.
Williams spins around, stroking his mustache and gleefully taking a look out at the crowd. He slowly saunters his way down the rampway to ringside, taking his time to taunt fans on either side of him. As he reaches the ring, Keith goes to enter by rolling under the bottom rope, but hesitates for a moment to thrust against it to the beat of the song, eventually getting to his feet and treating everyone with another round of mustache strokes for good measure. He mounts the turnbuckle nearest to him, hopping up to the middle rope and posing with his arms spread wide. As the music dies down, KW abandons his post and tosses his vest to a company stooge on the outside, taking to practicing his elbows in the corner before the match begins.
Stroup: And his opponent from Worcester, Massachusetts. Weighing in at 251 pounds, John Blade!
Invincible hit's when the curtains open he walks out onto the stage and looks at his fans in salutes to them and runs straight down towards the ring and holds up his six fingers and the air and runs back in fourth to the ropes and toss his hat to the crowd and throws up his pose again in waits for his Opponent to arrive, wearing his trademark baseball cap and matching t shirt. With a salute to the crowd, he began running to the ring, where he slid in and quickly got to his feet and tossed his hat into the crowd. After a bit more posing, he removed his t shirt and also tossed it into the crowd.
Carter: Keith Williams had an impressive debut last week. Let's see if he can continue that success in an anything goes First Blood match.
Bennett: John Blade has been a fixture in these brawl type matches. Let's see who bleeds first.
DING! DING! DING!
Both men quickly begin to the exchange right hands in the center of the ring. Keith slips a punch and puts Blade into a waistlock. Keith tries to lift Blade up for a suplex but gets met with an back elbow to the chin. Keith releases the hold and falls back into the ropes. Blade charges toward him but gets sent over the ropes by a back body drop from Keith.
Keith points to his head, thinking he's outsmarted Blade but turns around to a flying shoulder tackle that drops him to the mat. Blade hops to his feet and locks an underhook onto Keith. Both men struggle for position before Keith grabs ahold of Blade's arm and drops down into a fujiwara armbar.
Bennett: Blade has got himself in quite a perdictment here.
Carter: But it doesn't matter, Keith needs to make him bleed, not make him tap.
Blade slams his free hand on the mat as Keith tries to pry Blade's arm out of the socket. He releases the hold after a few moments and stomps on Blade's hand while he tends to his shoulder. Keith continues to stomp down on Blade's upper body until he falls out of the ring. Keith slides through the ropes and stands on the apron, sizing Blaze up as he climbs to his feet. Keith leaps off the apron into a Golden Elbow that connects with Blade's face and sends him to the floor.
Keith calls over referee Josh Daniels to check on Blade as he lays face first on the floor.
Aiello: Williams wants Daniels to check for blood. That was a sharp elbow that connected with Blade's face.
Carter: No blood! The match continues!
Keith hits Blade with a european uppercut and goes for an irish whip. Blade reverses it and sends Keith straight into the ring post. Keith falls back onto the floor and Blade reaches under the ring. He pulls out a kendo stick and walks over to Keith, who's slowly getting to his feet. Suddenly Keith charges toward Blade, trying to catch him off guard but Blade side-steps him and blasts Keith in the back with the kendo stick. Keith collapses to his knees and Blade drills him in the back once more. He tosses the kendo stick to the side and begins to peel back the padding over the concrete floor.
Blade pulls Keith to his feet and positions him by the open floor. Blade goes for a DDT but Keith slides out of the hold and Blade falls onto the concrete. Keith grabs Blade by his legs and goes for a California Cloverleaf. Blade kicks him off and scrambles to his feet. He goes for a shoulder tackle but gets hit with a Too Sleazy Uppercut from Keith that drops him to the floor. Keith mocks the crowd before he pulls Blade up and rolls him into the ring. Keith circles around and pulls the steel chair out from under the bellskeeper. Keith slides into the ring and watches over Blade as he climbs to his feet.
Bennett: Look at Keith Williams, just stalking his prey.
Carter: Something you can adore ain't that right?
Keith swings the chair at Blade but misses as Blade ducks under and counters with a boot to the stomach. Keith drops the chair and Blade pulls him in for a powerbomb. He lifts Keith up for the Razor Blade but Keith fights out of it and pulls Blade face first into a DDT straight onto the steel chair. Keith turns Blade over and reveals a large gash over his forehead. Referee Josh Daniels calls for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
Aiello: That was a great counter by Williams, earning him first blood and the victory.
Stroup: And your winner of the First Blood Match is, Keith Williams!
Carter: What an entertaining match, and we're got a lot more to come!
SINGLES MATCH
EMMA LOUISE
VS JACKSON KNOX
Aiello: Welcome back to Brawl ... We've got another great match lined up and the night has only begun.
Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Detroit, Michigan. Weighing in at 205 pounds, "The Beast" Jackson Knox!
’Bring Your Whole Crew’ by DMX hits and there is an echo of cheers that come from the arena. Out from the back walks Jackson Knox, wearing a big smirk on his face he walks out and starts doing his signature capriora dancing while he makes his way to the ring. When he gets inside of the ring he does a couple flips off of some of the turnbuckles and jumps onto the ropes throwing one hand in the air. He jumps down, walks over to the turnbuckle, turns and leans back into it relaxing, waiting for the match to begin.
Stroup: And his opponent from London, England. Weighing in a several punds of girly goodness. Emma Louise!
"Neo Geo' plays and Emma dances through the curtain. She waves to the crowd and then walks, half dancing to the ring, waving to the crowd as she goes before slipping feet first through the ropes like an envelope before laying suggestively over the top rope.
Bennett: I won't ever get tired of watching her dance.
Carter: Well hopefully Jackson doesn't get fooled by a pretty face. Emma's here to ruin his debut.
DING! DING! DING!
Knox and Louise circle each other slowly, trying to size the other one up. Louise attacks first with a thrust kick that Jackson catches. He spins her around but pulls back a punch as the two come face-to-face. Emma looks confused but quickly hits Jackson with a forearm shot to the face. She connects with another before whipping Jackson into the corner. Jackson hits the turnbuckles and Louise comes flying in with another forearm. This time she connects with the top turnbuckle as Jackson moves out of the way.
Emma quickly turns around and the two engage in a collar and elbow tie-up. Knox takes control, putting Emma in a side headlock. She fights out of it with a couple of elbows to the mid-section and counters into an arm twist. Emma whips Knox into the ropes and he counters spin kick with a roll-up for a pin.
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Both wrestlers scramble to their feet and Emma goes to slap Jackson in the face. Jackson blocks her but hesitates again and gets hit with a back heel kick. Jackson falls back into the ropes but Emma grabs him and hits a snap suplex. She makes the cover.
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Carter: It doesn't look like Knox is comfortable with striking a female. And it's costing him.
Bennett: He needs change strategies quick.
Emma stomps on the chest of Jackson before pulling him up and drilling a couple cross chops that send him into the corner. Emma whips Jackson to the opposite turnbuckles and hits him with a diving spear that drops him to the mat. Emma rolls Jackson over and makes the cover.
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Emma grabs ahold of Jackson's neck and puts him into a front face sleeper. Jackson struggles to one knee and reaches for the ropes. Suddenly he lifts Emma up and slams her with a northern lights suplex. He stays cradled for the pin.
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Aiello: The beast reverses the HLA with a nice suplex there. He's showing some skill.
Knox and Louise get to their feet but Knox ducks under a clothesline from Emma and goes for an irish whip. Emma reverses it and sends Knox into the ropes but he returns with hurricanrana. Emma goes flying through the ropes and to the outside floor. Knox takes this time to showboat to the crowd while Emma climbs back to her feet. Knox calls for Emma to get back in the ring and she slowly climbs onto the apron.
Emma slides through the ropes and Knox puts him hand up, calling for a test of strength. Emma flexes her muscles and reaches out but quickly kicks Knox in the mid-section and goes for the twist of hate. Knox counters and shoves Emma off into ropes.
He catches her with a drop toe hold and quickly locks in the stars and stripes. Emma reaches for the ropes but is unable grab them. Knox leans farther back and increases the pressure, forcing Emma to tap.
DING! DING! DING!
Stroup: And your winner, by submission. Jackson Knox!
Aiello: Knox catches Emma with a brutal submission and gets his first win here on Brawl.
Carter: It was solid debut and a great test for the newcomer.
Aiello: We have something going on backstage .. lets check to see what's going down .. down in the stage that is back .. backstage ..
BACKSTAGE
We fade in to see Nostalgia stretching and hyping himself up for his match against Garcia. He pauses to take a drink from a water bottle when the lighting starts to flicker with a low buzz.
Nostalgia: Huh, lousy electricals... if this place is lucky I might pay for this to get fixed after I embarrass Rob Garcia in that ring.
The lights give out entirely, plunging everyone backstage into darkness for a split-second before snapping back on. When they do, we see the stoic, sinister figure of Samael Scrybe is standing just off to Nostalgia's side, the mysterious ever-present Book clutched closely to his chest. The man is regarding him with calm, glittering eyes as Nostalgia seems unawares of his presence.
Scrybe: Mr Lutter, more commonly referred to as Nostalgia...
Nostalgia jumps at the sudden voice so close to him, rounding on the smaller, soft-spoken man. Scrybe doesn't even flinch, continuing regardless.
Scrybe: I never understood man's penchant for going by such monikers as Nostalgia, Insanity, Anarchy... are they claiming to be the living embodiment of an emotion, a sense of being, a state of mind? A little on the nose, if that be the case, and I usually find such men so far below me as to not even register on radar. You, however, Mr Lutter... you are truly exceptional.
The wrestler squares up to the man, though we can see caution and unease in his composure as he regards Scrybe.
Nostalgia: That’s book looks interesting. Did you come to try to sell it to me? I do like antiques. Wait. Where have I heard that voice...?
The smaller man cocks his head slightly to the side, a thin smile barely visible on his face as he observes Nostalgia.
Scrybe: My name, Mr Lutter, is Samael Scrybe, herald of He That Is Coming and the voice in the darkness. The Book is not for sale, at least not in the sense you may be thinking... As for where you have heard my voice, you may have witnessed my introduction at the Rumble in the Bronx, where I made my intentions known to all and sundry, but I suspect you may be referring to a more recent event. Tell me, how are you sleeping, Mr Lutter? Any eventful dreams...?
Nostalgia: Wait, that's not poss... what are you?
Scrybe: Just a man, coming to you now as I did back then on Route 666, offering you a chance at redemption, at revival, at a true renaissance as befits one who bears the name Leonardo. Consider this, if you will: you used to be a truly monstrous marvel to behold, your name and presence feared and respected throughout the roster of any promotion you set foot in... any one foolish enough to cross your path was dealt with swiftly and with ruthless efficiency. Yet you gave all that up, and for what? Something inside you softened - maybe it's the love of the woman Jenny, maybe you just grew tired of being feared, of being alone, whatever the reason you decided to change, to become a "better" man... how's that working out for you?
Nostalgia: I don't know what the hell you're talking about, I'm doing just fine you creepy old --
Scrybe waves a hand casually in front of his face and Nostalgia's eyes widen as his jaw snaps shut. We can hear his muffled protests as he struggles to speak, but the sinister Scrybe goes on.
Scrybe: "Doing just fine", he says... when you should be honoured as a god amongst men. Instead, you go out there week after week, forcing a smile and good behaviour, playing the rugged, dashing reformed villain. Certainly, you may be experiencing physical success in the ring, but whilst you strive to garner the respect and love of the fans, they instead choose to rally behind the false idols of Darkwater and Ms Rhodes, both stars who dwindle in the shadow of your significant superiority and yet they gain all the glory and attention whilst you fight for a mere sliver of the adoration that's heaped upon them... Why? Why force yourself to stoop to their level, to pander to the common rabble for some sense of accomplishment, of respect?
Still unable to speak, Nostalgia simply glowers at the man, fists balled at his sides, yet Scrybe seems unfazed by the mounting hostility.
Scrybe: I offered you a chance once before, back on Route 666, and I offer it again here and now: within the Circle, you need not hide behind your caring facade any longer. No more would you struggle to gain the respect of the fans and your peers by being something you are simply not. In the Circle, you'd be welcomed with open arms, the real you, the true Nostalgia, the primal beast incarnate given life once more. With us, you'd be given free reign to exact the natural physical dominance that once made you a man to be truly feared, and would be granted even greater power to help you achieve your ultimate destiny.
The lights flicker and go out again. When they snap back on, Scrybe is nowhere to be seen. Only his voice lingers in the hallway.
Scrybe: Consider my offer, Mr Lutter... there is much you can yet achieve if given the right opportunity.
Nostalgia: What the actual fuck...?
Max Carter: What the actual f-bomb indeed, Nostalgia! What the hell just happened?
Steve Bennett: I have no damn clue, but whatever it was it seems to have a deep effect on Nostalgia. You have to wonder if this is going to factor into his upcoming match - which is next!
SINGLES MATCH
NOSTALGIA
VS ROB GARCIA
Aiello: Here it is .. as we just talked about .. Nostalgia is in this next match .. lets get to Jessica who has the introductions for us
Bennett: She did a great job in Iron Fist .. I hope they bring her back for more Marvel shows .. maybe .. topless .. that'd be nice
Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Los Angeles, California. Weighing in at 245 pounds. Rob Garcia!
The arena goes dark except for the fans cell phones... 🎵I wear a mean dark pair of shades.. 🎵 plays threw out the arena and the crowd errupt in "boo's!" The music hits and the lights come on! Rob Garcia is standing at the top of the stage with his back to the audience, legs spread apart and his arms pointing out to his sides, fists clenched. His hair is in a supposed to be in a man bun, but his hair is to short, so it looks like a pit bulls tail when its been snippet. Rob spins around to face the audience and he has over sized gucci glasses on and a goofy grin on his face. He starts to walk down toward the ring, stopping and pointing to a fan and mock them and talk some smack. When fans try to high five him, Rob pulls back his hands sycing them out or completely dodging their hands. He continues down the asile way, smiling walking with proudly, slightly bobbing his head side to side. He gets to the ring, jogs up the steps, looks around and yells "Ya! Bay-baaaaay!" Walks along the ring apron, enters the ring between the middle rope walks around in a circle with his index fingers pointing at himself, then looks towards the hard camera takes off his shades points at the camera and does the HBK pose as fire works goes off.
Stroup: And his opponent from Pine Barrens, New Jersey. Weighing in at 297 pounds. Nostalgia!
‘Game of Thrones’ – Ramin Djawadi echoes throughout the arena for a few seconds before Nostalgia walks onto the ramp from backstage with arms above his head forming an X. As he gets to the center of the stage, he brings his arms down and taps on his chest twice, then throws his arms out before taking a knee. Pyrotechnics explode around him, after a few seconds Nostalgia explodes through the pyrotechnics and raises throws his right fist in the air with pride, giving the fans the chance to notice his black T-shirt displaying Nostalgia sitting on the Iron Throne featured on the hit show Game of Thrones, with a Great Horned Owl on his arm. He jogs down the ramp, hops on the apron, then over the ropes. He walks to the center of the ring walks around peering into the crowd before taking his corner.
Aiello: Size and strength versus speed and endurance. Which combination would you want?
Bennett: Give me size and strength anyday. Especially if it's Nostalgia, he's been crushing everything that moves.
DING! DING! DING!
At the sound of the bell both wrestlers quickly engage in a collar and elbow tie-up. Nostalgia ends up overpowering Garcia and walks him back into the corner. Garcia wraps his arm around the ropes and referee Josh Daniels calls for a break. Nostalgia takes a step back and lowers his shoulder into the midsection of Garcia. Nostalgia reels back for another, but Garcia rolls off of his back and gains position in the center of the ring. Nostalgia turns around and gets knocked back into the corner by a dropkick. Garcia hops onto the second turnbuckle and connects with a bunch of right hands to the face of Nostalgia. Nostalgia fights back and uses his strength to push Garcia off the turnbuckles and onto the mat.
Bennett: You see that? Don't try and back the big man into a corner. He's gonna tear through you to get out.
Garcia rolls back to his feet and dodges a missle dropkick. Nostalgia falls to the mat and gets hit with a running knee as he tries to stand. Garcia runs to the ropes and springboards into a moonsault that hits Nostalgia. Garcia makes the cover.
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Garcia quickly gets to his feet and stomps on the midsection of Nostalgia. Gracia runs off the ropes and hits Nostalgia with a running leg drop. Garcia makes the cover.
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Garcia slams the mat in frustration and begins to argue the count. ]
Carter: Arguing with Daniels isn't going to help. Garcia was using his speed and now that's all come to a halt.
Aiello: Showing that size and strength isn't all that matters in the ring.
He turns back to Nostalgia and gets met with a european uppercut that knocks him back into the corner. Nostalgia drills him with another uppercut and whips him into the opposite corner. Garcia hits the turnbuckles and Nostalgia follows with a running clothesline that drops Garcia in the corner. Nostalgia picks Garcia up and plants him in the center of the ring with a running powerslam. Nostalgia makes the cover.
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Nostalgia brings Garcia to his feet and connects with another european uppercut. He whips Garcia into the ropes and knocks him to the mat with a big boot. Nostalgia makes the cover.
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Aiello: Nostalgia's controlling the pace and keeping the high-flyer on the mat.
Bennett: He's been showing a lot of skill in EWC. It's just another day in the office.
Both men climb to their feet and Garcia runs at Nostalgia, ducking under a clothesline. He springboards off the ropes and hits Nostalgia with a moonsault that sends both men to the mat. Garcia slowly gets to his feet and runs toward the ropes, springboarding into a lionsault that gets blocked by Nostalgia's knees. Garcia rolls on the mat holding his stomach while Nostalgia gets to his feet.
Carter: Anytime Garcia tries to gain any momentum, Nostalgia comes in like a road block.
Nostalgia stalks over Garcia and stomps on his stomach, using the ropes to press down on him. Referee Daniels calls for a break and Nostalgia lets go of the ropes. He brings Garcia back to his feet and hits him with a straight right hand before whipping him into the ropes. Garcia returns and Nostalgia brings him up into his arms, slamming him to the mat with a spinebuster. Nostalgia makes the pin.
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Aiello: The fight in Garcia is impressive, the kid isn't going away quietly.
Nostalgia gets to his feet and watches over Garcia as he crawls to the ropes. Nostalgia grabs ahold of Garcia and hits him with a right hook. Garcia stumbles back but ducks under a clothesline from hell and counters with a neckbreaker. Garcia climbs to the top turnbuckle and leaps into the air with a swanton bomb. He connects with Nostalgia and spins around for the cover.
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Garcia argues with the referee once again before going back to the turnbuckles. Nostalgia gets to his feet and hits Garcia with a right hand that staggers him on the top. Nostalgia strikes Garcia once again in the face and picks him off the top turnbuckle into the Catch Phrase. Nostalgia drives Garcia into the mat and hooks the leg for the cover.
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DING! DING! DING!
Stroup: And your winner, by pinfall. NOSTALGIA!
Bennett: I win. Size and strength prevails once again.
Aiello: Nostalgia wins and Bennett picks correctly. Impressive match from both men. We'll be back with more Monday Night Brawl.
BACKSTAGE
Nostalgia wears a scowl on his face as he walks gingerly, taking his time walking backstage after his match with Rob Garcia. He is about to do something he does not want to do, but he feels compelled he must. He walks up to the door with the KOBK logo. He knocks three times. He waits as Newmann opens the locker room door. Newmann sees Nostalgia and whistles, immediately AJ Johnson and Konnor Klay are a few feet behind him.
Nostalgia- I come in peace. For Now. Newmann, I know you are from Vegas. I heard about your friend. While I do owe you and your pals a beating. Yes AJ, I am not done with you yet. Right now, I have more important business.
As Nostalgia reaches into his pocket, Nostalgia pulls out a check, a check worth a cool million dollars, made out to C.J. Newmann.
Nostalgia-I figure you have more contacts in the area. This should cover your buddie’s medical expenses, and help many other families. If I find out you spent a dime on yourself. You will get it that much worse when I come for you.
Newmann: Oooh Scary. You know this bribe won’t keep you safe. This will get you no favors.
Nostalgia scoffs as he turns to leave, as he did what he came for. But he hears Newmann say…
Newmann- It might have changed something. I think this helps the decision. Before you go we have an answer to your challenge.
As Nostalgia turns, Newmann ducks, stepping back into the locker room. Simultaneously, Klay and Johnson step up to Nostalgia, cocked back and ready to blast Nostalgia. With no time to react, Nostalgia sees AJ Johnson wearing a Marvel Infinity Gauntlet on the left hand.
The punch connects with a hard left to left of Nostalgia's face, knocking Nostalgia down to a knee. Nostalgia spits some blood on the ground and wipes some from his nose.
AJ Johnson: You aren't the only one with friends in Hollywood bitch.
As Nostalgia is about to try to get up,Newmann steps up with the title around his waist and delivers a kick to the ribs of Nostalgia. Klay steps up wearing a steel gauntlet associated with Maximilian I, King of Roman Empire Circa 1490.
Klay- Did you think you were the only one with enough money to waste a shit ton to make a point to a moron like you?
Newmann: You had your match. Now you got your gauntlets. Looks like our business is done. We granted your wish. You're Welcome.
AJ Johnson: I think gift baskets are in order. They better be good.
As Nostalgia is about to reply, Klay cocks back and delivers the knockout blow.
Klay: Pleasure doing business with you.
The trio of Kill or Be Killed laugh as they head back into their locker room and slam the door on the foot of Nostalgia. Nostalgia is motionless as the camera cuts away.
TABLES MADE OF LEGO MATCH
SPONSORED BY: The LEGO Ninjago Movie
FIRST PERSON TO SUCCESSFULLY SLAM THEIR OPPONENT THROUGH 3 OUT OF THE 5
GIANT LEGO TABLES SURROUNDING THE RING WINS
NEO JAMES CARNER
VS AJ JOHNSON
Aiello: Welcome back ladies and gentleman. That was interesting backstage .. very .. interesting .. We have seen some great action thus far during this, the 493rd edition of Monday Night Brawl. But coming up next is a match no one would have ever expected to see.
Carter: I am pumped tonight Joe. Everything has been awesome thus far.
Jessica Stroup: The next match is sponsored by Lego’s Ninjano movie. The first man to slam his opponent through 3 of the 5 Lego tables placed around the ring will be declared the winner of this match!
As the lights go out in the Arena, lyrics hit the PA system and red and black lights begins flashing. AJ then walks from the curtain and turns his back to the crowd and shakes his hips.
"Ladies and Gentlemen....Now making his appearance in this ring, hailing from Atlanta, Georgia and weighing in at 225 pounds....The best damn professional wrestler on this roster....AJ JOHNSON!!!!"
AJ then drops the mic and leans on the ropes in the corner of the ring as he begins smirking towards the crowd.
Bennett: This man knows how to make an entrance. No one else deserves to announce such a great and powerful presence.
Carter: Unfortunately for AJ , Steve, entrances don’t win matches.
"Fightin' Words" By Casino Madrid begins to play melodically over the loud speakers as the of guitars ascend to the boiling point and the song engages with a fierce snare and double bass drums.
Neo begins to make a triumphant strut down to the ring, his chin held high as his hands lay at his side moving with his stride. He looks down all around at the people at the side of the ramps, he keeps his bearded chin up as he glides effortlessly forward in a striding saunter.
Neo makes it to the ringside area as he circles around the ring, jumping up effortlessly onto the apron and climbs into the ring. He walks over to the ropes on the side of the stage as he grabs the top rope with his hands and then yanks down on it, flexing all of his muscles before releasing it, a giant white and red pyro exploding out the top of the nearby turnbuckle like a mortar.
Neo roars into the air as he circles the ring, peering out into the crowd as he gives his bare chest a hardy slap. He has a grin on his face, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares out into the crowd.
Neo rushes the ropes one more time and he yanks them with a mighty rip and the corner mortar pyro goes off again as the song keeps blaring over the PA. Neo rotates his neck as he steps to the nearest corner and leans against it cracking his knuckles and awaiting the match to begin.
Jessica Stroup: And his opponent…hailing from Huntington Beach, California and weighing in at 258 pounds…Neoooo Jamesssss CARRRRNNNERRRRR!
Aiello: As you can see there is a table on all four sides of the ring. The fifth is located on the ramp.
Carter: Making this match even more awesome Joe. Oddly enough, this is not Neo James Carner’s first match involving Lego’s.
Bennett: I hope it’s the last. And what idiot thought it would be a good idea to put life size Lego characters from that stupid movie? Godammnit.
Carter: You would hate it Steve. Everyone else knows everything about it is awesome.
Aiello: This match will be interesting to say the least.
DING DING DING
Neo James Carner and AJ Johnson waste no time getting into each other’s face and immediately come to blows. Johnson is the first to connect with a hard right, knocking NJC back a step, but NJC comes right back with a right of his own. Johnson comes back with another. NJC goes for another, but it’s blocked by Johnson. Johnson proceeds to connect with a series of forearms to the face of NJC. Johnson grabs the temporarily stunned NJC and whips him into the ropes. NJC bounces off the ropes, as he comes back, AJ steps up and attempts a Hip Toss, but NJC manages to counter into a Hip Toss of his own.
AJ gets right back to his feet. He charges at NJC, goes for a Clothesline, NJC ducks, Johnson’s momentum takes him bouncing off the ropes. As AJ bounces off the ropes, NJC is there, he grabs Johnson, using his momentum against him, spins AJ around, taking him hard to the mat with a Tilt-A-Whirl Sidewalk Slam.
NJC takes a knee, leans down, grabs the head of Johnson, pulls it close and begins pummeling Johnson with hard right hands. Eventually he stops and shoves Johnson’s head into the mat. He gets up seeing a perfect time to gloat. He looks down at AJ and yells...Time to go to Lego Land... NJC bends down and grabs the head of AJ Johnson, putting him in a Side Headlock.
As he brings AJ to his knees, AJ drives his elbow into the gut of NJC. AJ quickly goes on the offensive and connects with a Pele Kick, knocking NJC into the ropes. AJ charges, leaps, and sends NJC through the ropes and hard onto the outside with a Dropkick.
Aiello: These competitors have been evenly matched thus far.
Carter: This could be the moment the fans have been dying to see since the match was announced.
Instead of heading into the ring, AJ Johnson reaches under the ring, going for a chair. The cameras catch a puzzled look on AJ’s face as he pulls out two army bags instead of a weapon. He slides the army bags into the ring then follows suit. He aggressively grabs the first bag, unzips, and turns it over dumping the contents on the mat. There is a set of life size Lego shackles, a life size Lego Thor Hammer, Mjolnir, along with an innumerable amount of Lego pieces of all shapes and sizes.
He picks up the other bag, and repeats the process, revealing a life size Ninjanjo Djinn Sword, and a life size Lego Harley Quinn mallet, and another pile of Lego’s.
AJ takes a second to choose his weapon, he reaches down to pick up Lego Mjolnir but as he gets he hand around it, NJC comes from behind, yelling, “No. Those are mine!,” and drives AJ’s head to the mat with a Bulldog. NJC turns to look at “his” toys and his eyes are drawn to the Lego Mallet, but he realizes the Lego Mjolnir is closer, so he takes a few steps and bends down to grab it. He wraps his hands around the base, before he can lift it, AJ takes NJC down with a Chop Block to the knee, incidentally causing NJC to kick Leo Mjolnir out of the ring.
AJ stomps on the downed NJC a few times. He walks over and grabs the life size Lego Shackles and Ninjanjo Djinn Sword. As AJ gets to NJC, he drops the shackles, then repeatedly drives the tip of the Ninjanjo Djinn Sword into the chest and sides of NJC. AJ drops down and begins pushing the Ninjanjo Djinn Sword down on the neck of NJC, choking him. Eventually, AJ stops and drops the sword. He leans over and grabs the Shackles, he walks over, and drops to a knee by the hands of the NJC. He grabs one of NJC’s arms and tries to put the first hand through the shackle, but it’s too small. AJ gets angry and just chucks them at the head of NJC. He aggressively grabs the head of NJC, and brings him to his feet. He drives a knee to the gut of NJC, grabs him, and tosses him through the ropes and onto the outside.
AJ drops to the mat and rolls out. He taunts a few fans and points at the table before reaching down for NJC. He took a second too long and NJC connects with a punch to the gut. NJC then follows through with a European Uppercut. Then another. He has AJ reeling. NJC grabs the arm of AJ and sets in the Arm Wrench, immediately followed by a Hook Kick, knocking AJ on his back. NJC quickly grabs AJ and drags him next to the table. He pulls AJ to his feet, hooks the arms of AJ, setting up a Full Nelson Slam. Before he can lift, AJ manages to spin out of it, and shift behind NJC. NJC turns and is met with a kick to the gut, but he isn’t because he is ready for it and catches the foot of AJ. He spins AJ, but AJ bursts back with a Clothesline, taking NJC down hard. AJ quickly scoops up NJC, lifts him up and brings NJC down with a Michinoku Driver THROUGH THE LEGO TABLE.
DING DING DING
Jessica Stroup: Winner of the first Table Fall is AJ JOHNSON
Aiello: I thought Neo James Carner was about to score that first “Table Fall?” “Ladder Break?” But Johnson used his quickness and experience to counter, and gain the edge thus far.
Carter: There is still a long way to go.
Bennett: God, I hope not.
DING DING DING
AJ Johnson has made his way to the Lego Table farthest from the ramp. As he is a few feet away, he takes a running start and kicks the front leg of the table so hard, at just the right spot, the leg breaks off whole. He grabs the Lego table leg, slowly makes his way to NJC.
Carter: Why would he do that? Now there is one less table in play.
Bennett: Maybe because he has the lead. So he is eliminating options for NJC. Maybe he hates this match as much as me and that was his version of “taking a knee.”
AJ walks over to a propped up NJC. AJ cocks back, ready to swings with all his might, but NJC was playing possum and lunges into AJ, driving AJ’s back into the apron. NJC rips the Lego table leg from the hand of AJ and smashe s the Lego table leg across the chest of AJ. NJC spins it around a few times, then throws it in the air like a baton, He catches it, and swings the Lego Table leg across the face. The force of which destroys the Lego Table leg, and causes a gash in the forehead of AJ.
Bennett: Ok. Now that had to hurt. Who knew Legos could be so dangerous?
Carter: Uh. Only every parent that bought Legos for their kids.
NJC grabs AJ and slides him into the ring. NJC walks over and grabs the Lego Mallet. He turns, and heads back toward AJ. He takes the mallet, throws it over his head, then brings it down hard on the right knee of AJ. AJ lets out a grunt of pain. NJC laughs as he walks around AJ, then repeats the process to the left knee of AJ. Neo gets a mischievous smirk on his face, he grips the handle of the Lego Mallet tighter, lifts, and drives it straight down to the head of AJ, but NO, AJ managed to roll away. The force causes the Lego Mallet to crack in half. Neo stomps on the mat out of frustration. AJ uses this lapse to charge NJC and take him down with a Clothesline. AJ quickly grabs NJC, brings him to his feet, and whips him into the corner. AJ charges, and goes for a Splash, but NJC slides out of the way. AJ bounces off the turnbuckle and stumbles back. NJC hooks the arms of AJ, clasps his hands, he lifts AJ and drives him down with a Full Nelson Slam atop one of the pile of random Lego pieces.
Carter: By God. The force of that slam. Those Legos had to feel like tacks driving into back of AJ.
Bennett: Exaggerate much? You are so damn dramatic.
NJC gets up and grabs AJ, he brings him to his knees. Only to drive his knee into the face of AJ, knocking him back down to the mat. NJC again grabs AJ, but as he brings AJ to his feet, AJ gets a second wind, and catches NJC off- guard with a series of Forearm strikes. He quickly grabs the arm of NJC and whips him into the ropes, nearest the ramp, AJ follows, as NJC bounces off the ropes, AJ is there with a Clothesline, BUT NJC ducks, and AJ’s momentum carries him over the ropes and onto the outside. NJC quickly slides out of the ring. He picks up AJ, grabs the back of his head and proceeds to bash AJ’s head against the apron. He yells “My Turn,” right in the ear of AJ. He pulls AJ’s head back a little further from the apron this time, with that, AJ drives his elbow up into the chin of NJC, stunning NJC.
AJ grabs the head of NJC and gives NJC a taste of his own medicine as he bashes NJC’s head repeatedly into the apron. 5 head smashes later, AJ whips NJC head first into the Ringpost with enough force it NJC buckles and drops to the ground, blood trickling down his forehead. AJ grabs NJC, bringing him to his feet as he brings him closer to the Lego Table moved into the bottom of the ramp after introductions. AJ unloads a few hard right hands to the sweet spot on NJC’s forehead, before pushing him onto the table. AJ quickly turns and hops on the apron. The match taking its toll on AJ, causes him to take a little longer than usual to get to the top. He sets up for a Moonsault. He steadies himself, about to leap, but as he crouches down to gain momentum, NJC rolls off the table and begins walking up the ramp.
AJ Johnson yells a few expletives at NJC, and waving him back, before climbing down the turnbuckle, then out of the ring. NJC turns his back to AJ, not out of cockiness. He sees a fan holding up a Captain Darkwater Shirt. NJC rips the shirt out of the young boy’s hand, wipes his blood off on it, then drops it on the ground and stomps on it.
Carter: What a disgrace.
This gives AJ to surprise NJC from behind, and take him down hard on the ramp with a Side Russian Leg Sweep. Both men are down temporarily before AJ gets to his feet. AJ sees a fan with a ReVnants sign, with a cross as the post to support the sign. AJ grabs the sign, takes a few steps and slams it into the face of NJC, yelling Stop Hitting yourself, as he does. He drops the sign, grabs the leg of NJC and begins to drag him up the ramp toward the table. After a few seconds of his head scraping the metal of the ramp, NJC stops the momentum by pushing himself up, stalling AJ enough for NJC to kick his foot out of AJ’s grasp and pushes his himself back a ways before getting to his feet. NJC sees his chance, he charges and connects with Neo Classical Sympho-Knee.
Aiello: Neo James Carner saw a window and took advantage.
NJC grabs AJ, brings him to his feet, and drags him onto the ramp. When he gets near the table he notices the life size Lego Ninjanjo movie characters. He drops AJ on the ramp. Takes his foot, and rubs AJ’s head into the ramp, causing the gash from earlier to bleed more. NJC looks down at AJ then over at the Lego figures.
One particular figure tickles his fancy.
He walks over and grabs the life size sword from the hand, along with the hand with it. He looks over at AJ, then back at the figure. He spins the Lego sword around, acting like a ninja, then swings with enough force he takes off the head of the Lego figure. NJC loses himself in the excitement for a second, which allows AJ to get to his feet. NJC turns to see AJ back on his feet. Neo steps forward wildly swinging the Lego Sword, AJ evades each attempt. With the last swing, AJ leaps and connects with a Dropkick, knocking NJC to the ramp. AJ looks at one of the remaining figures. He laughs, grabs the arms of NJC and drags him closer to the figures. AJ walks behind one of the figures and measures it up.
He takes a few steps back, charges, and gives it a Shoulder Block, causing the life size Lego figure to fall over, landing hard enough of the chest of NJC it bounced up a bit after contact.
Carter: I don’t know how much those things weigh. But they look like they have the potential to have caused some serious damage.
AJ grabs the pushes the Lego Ninjanjo character off NJC then grabs NJC and brings him to his knees. AJ sets up NJC for The Day Dreamer, but NJC has the move scouted and counters with a Back Body Drop. AJ is quick to his feet. AJ goes for a hard right but its blocked by NJC. NJC comes out of nowhere with a Headbutt. This stuns AJ, giving NJC the chance to grab him and prop him on his shoulders. NJC takes a few steps towards the Lego Table and sends AJ crashing through the Lego table with Infinite Ending.
DING DING DING
JESSICA STROUP: WINNER OF THE SECOND TABLE FALL, NEO JAMES CARNER. EACH COMPETITOR WITH ONE FALL.
Aiello: What a counter by Neo James Carner. It looked like AJ Johnson was going to take a decisive lead there.
Carter: Putting AJ through the table took a lot out of Neo James Carner as well.
Bennett: Being the great man, I am, I can admit when I am wrong. This Lego themed match has been brutal. These son’s-a-bitches are really give it to each other.
Carter: A night of two firsts for the EWC ladies and gentlemen.
DING DING DING
After a minute or so, NJC begins to stir. As he gets to his feet, AJ is on his knees, slowly pushing himself to his feet. NJC charges, he attempts to deliver a boot to the face of AJ, but AJ spins out of the way. NJC’s momentum sends him crashing into the Lego Ninjanja figure he decapitated earlier. NJC fumbles around with the figure, until he finally steadies it and himself. That’s when AJ spins NJC around, and delivers an Eye Poke, temporarily blinding NJC. AJ sets NJC up for a Suplex, he lifts NJC up, and brings him down with onto the unforgiving steel of the ramp with a Brainbuster Suplex.
This takes a lot out of AJ, as neither competitor is moving. After a minute or so, both men begin to stir. They slowly get to their feet at the same time. They circle each other, AJ goes to lockup, but NJC ducks under and shifts behind AJ and wraps his arms around his waist, lifts, and takes him to the ground, atop the piles of Lego pieces that used to be a Lego Table. NJC grabs the head of AJ, putting him into a Side Headlock. As he has AJ in the Side Headlock, he rubs AJ’s face into the Lego’s. NJC laughs, infuriating AJ. AJ gets a burst of adrenaline and pushes himself to his knees, thus forcing NJC to his knees. AJ delivers a few elbows to the gut of NJC, giving him the chance to escape the Headlock.
AJ in turn grabs the head of NJC, sets him up, and takes him down on the hard steel with a Snap Suplex. AJ gets up, then comes down with an Elbow Drop to the chest of NJC, which he quickly repeats five more times. He steps on the chest of NJC and pushes down, causing NJC to let out a grunt of pain. AJ grabs NJC, brings him to his feet, and heads towards the table. Halfway to the table, NJC throws his arm up, breaking the grasp of AJ. NJC delivers a kick to the right knee of AJ, then repeats to the left knee. NJC grabs AJ and whips him into the barricade. NJC walks up, grabs AJ by the hair and drags him to his feet. NJC scoops him up, and drive’s AJ’s back straight down on his knee, beginning the Rib Breaker and Fall Away Slam combination, ending with AJ crashing into the barricade. As NJC leans down to grab AJ, AJ connects with a hard right, then another, then another as he gets to his feet.
NJC blocks the next attempt, NJC connects with a few of his own, knocking AJ a few feet from the Lego Table. NJC goes for another, but AJ ducks under, then follows with a Fireman Carry as NJC turns around. AJ waits for NJC to get to his feet, as he does, AJ steps up and delivers a Superkick, the force knocks NJC into the Lego table but not through it. AJ quickly pushes NJC onto the table. He spins over NJC on the table, landing on the other side. He hops on the apron, he runs to corner and hops on the top turnbuckle, he leaps, connecting with a Moonsault, crashing through the table on top of NJC.
DING DING DING
JESSICA STROUP: THE WINNER OF THE THIRD FALL…AJ JOHNSON…AJ JOHNSON HAS A 2-1 LEAD.
Aiello: There are still two falls to go. How can either of these competitors continue?
Carter: One of these men is bound to hate Legos after this match, if not both.
DING DING DING
After close to a minute, AJ gets to his feet with some help from the ring steps, and takes a breather. He keeps himself entertained by taunting some of the fans. After arguing with a group of fans for about thirty seconds later, he sees NJC get to his knees, he pushes himself off the ring steps and heads over to NJC. He reaches down and grabs NJC by the hair, he gets close and yells…You’re Nothing. The ReVants are Nothing. Kill or Be Killed Bitch…then drags NJC to his feet. He attempts to whip NJC into the RingPost, but NJC counters with a second wind, and a burst of strength enough to send AJ crashing into and over the ring steps. NJC hops on then off the ring steps. He stops. He turns his head and looks at the ring steps, then completely turns around and begins to lift up the steel ring steps. He lifts the ring steps, uses a second boost to lift it over his head. He turns to AJ, AJ sees this, immediately gets to his feet, and slides in the ring.
A frustrated NJC drops the steps. As he goes to slide into the ring, AJ slides back out. AJ is walking backwards, keeping an eye on NJC, in the direction of the 3 legged Lego table. He taunts NJC to come get him, NJC does not hesitate to climb between the ropes and hop down. As he lands, Aj is just about on him with a Clothesline, but NJC catches it out of the corner of his eye and moves, causing AJ to crash into the barricade. NJC grabs AJ and again whips him into the ring steps, but he didn’t have as much in the tank, and as AJ collides, the steps break his fall as he feels a sudden numbness in his knees.
NJC walks around the ring steps and notices the 3-legged chair. He stops and scratches his head, contemplating how to remedy the situation. He quickly throws his finger in the air, signifying a lightbulb has gone off. NJC walks back to AJ, still being held up by the ring steps. He grabs AJ and drags him around the steps. He hooks the arms of AJ, lifts him up and brings him down with a Lifting Double Arm DDT.
NJC reaches under the ring and pulls out a few chairs. NJC takes the two chairs, and heads over to the 3-legged Lego Table. NJC drops the chairs, then grabs each one and sets them up. NJC takes a knee and he lifts up the edge of the Lego Table, he balances the edge of the Lego Table on the chairs, awkwardly propping up the table.
Bennett: Look at that. Son of a bitch is a genius!
NJC grabs the downed Johnson, drags him to his feet. He sets AJ up for a Saito Suplex. But AJ fights back with a few elbows to the side of NJC’s head, forcing NJC to release his grasp. NJC goes for a hard right, but AJ ducks, driving his knee into the gut of NJC. He hooks NJC, setting him up for a Suplex, he goes to lift, but NJC hooks his leg around AJ’s. NJC then drives his leg up, and delivers a devastating Low Blow, causing AJ to drop to a knee. NJC quickly grabs AJ, lifts him to his feet, hooks the arm. NJC lifts and sends AJ crashing through the Lego Table with a Snap T-Bone Suplex.
DING DING DING
JESSICA STROUP: THE WINNER OF THE FOURTH TABLE FALL IS NEO JAMES CARNER. BOTH COMPETITORS NOW HAVE TWO FALLS EACH. NEXT COMPETITOR TO PUT HIS OPPONENT THROUGH THE TABLE WILL BE THE WINNER!
Aiello: That Almost Backfired on NJC.
Carter: Neo James and Carner and AJ Johnson are putting this all on the line right now. Both should walk away from this with their heads held high.
DING DING DING
NJC and AJ are both motionless on the outside in the middle of the ring. There is a commotion in the crowd as Rob Garcia and Keith Williams come running down the ramp, holding something covered in a black cloth. They walk over the table NJC was sent through. And they slide the object in the ring. They look over at NJC and AJ, then to the outside the ring at side of the remaining table. They slide the object in the ring, then drag it a few feet from the ropes closest to the remaining Lego Table on the outside. They take off the black cloth to unveil a special ladder.
Carter: You've got to be kidding me.
Bennett: Those sons of bitches are great. A ladder with Legos glued all around it.
The duo from the ReVnants set up the “Lego” ladder. The duo High-Five, Rob slides out of the ring the ring to go to help NJC up and into the ring. Keith Williams sees the shackles, walks over and grabs them, before sliding out of the ring. As Garcia helps NJC up, Williams signals for Garcia to come help. NJC leans on the apron as Garcia heads over to help his fellow ReVnant. He holds AJ’s arms still, as Williams slides on the Lego Shackles. Then they begin to take turns stomping on the downed, shackled AJ Johnson.
Carter: I'm no AJ Johnson advocate. But it can't end like this. Don’t besmirch such a great match.
NJC rolls in the ring. He rests for about ten seconds, as his stablemates stomp on his opponent. He whistles to get their attention, then waves for them to bring him in. They pick him up and slide him into the ring, the climb the apron and into the ring. Garcia picks up AJ by the head and the two of them bring him over to the ladder. NJC climbs up a few rungs, Garcia grabs each side of the ladder and drags it a little closer to the ropes. As NJC gets settled on the “Lego” ladder, the other two ReVnants pick up AJ and lift him into position for a Triple Powerbomb. NJC gets his grip on AJ, he jumps and the trio send AJ flying over the ropes with a Triple Powerbomb, AJ Johnson crashes through the remaining LEGO Table.
DING DING DING
JESSICA STROUP: HERE IS YOUR WINNER….NEEEEEEEEO JAMESSSS CARRRRNNNERRRRRRJ
Aiello: Neo James Carner survives this once,well twice, in a lifetime match and walks out victorious
Carter: When’s the next?
Bennett: Hopefully they have a Titanic-themed match involving some of the kiss asses around here. If you know what I mean.
Aiello: Ladies and Gentlemen.Trying to top this crazy match will be Eddie Crank and Anthony Grunge in a Knock-Out match. Stay tuned to see which man will be out for the 10 count, and much, much more.
NON TITLE - NO DQ - TKO MATCH
FIRST PERSON TO SUCCESSFULLY KNOCK THEIR OPPONENT OUT FOR A 10 COUNT WINS
ANTHONY GRUNGE
VS EDDIE CRANK
Aiello: What a show Monday Night Brawl has been so far. If you thought that last match was good, then boy are you in for a treat.
Carter: That's right Joe, up next up we have the big No DQ, TKO match between Anthony Grunge and Eddie Crank.
Bennet: That's right, Carter, This non-title match is going to be a bloody all out brawl.
Jessica Stroup: The next contest is a non title, no dq, TKO match. The first Person to successfully knock their opponent out for a 10 count will be declared the winner! Introducing first, from Hollywood,CA, Mosh Pit, Anthony Grunge!
Let you Down by Seether begins to blast on the PA. system. Anthony Grunge walks down to the ring along with Johnny Sinclair. Anthony Grunge then enters the ring and acknowledge the fans by pointing at them. He then sits in his corner and meditates until the bell sounds.
Aiello: Grunge looks amped as always.
Stroup: And His opponent, the X-division Champion, The Wizzer, Eddie fookin Crank!
The EWC cameras take us backstage where Eddie Crank, followed by his coach and the rest of his team, is marching towards the entrance as ‘Foggy Dew’ echoes in the arena.
Eddie is prancing around, practicing his footwork as he goes, throwing air punches and having a good time. The Irish in the audience are having an even bigger blast than Eddie is, donning Irish colors and painting the entire arena green, orange and white.
Eddie’s theme switches from ‘Foggy Dew’ to ‘Unchained’ and the crowd goes wilder and wilder by the second while Eddie makes his way to the ring, barely having any space around him thanks to his crew and the Irish fans trying to touch and high five him.
Crank starts circling the ring and talking trash, warming up for the fight with a smile on his face.
Eddie starts shadow boxing and kicking, practicing over his movements and getting nice and limber for the fight.
Eddie hands his belt to the ref, who puts it outside and signals for the bell.
Bennet: OH! And Crank isn't messing around tonight, went for The Flying Dubliner right off the bat!
Aiello: That Flying knee could have ended this right there!
Crank grins and begs Grunge to come at him. Crank ducks a right hand and jabs with his right a few times.
Carter: I think Crank is just toying with the younger opponent tonight.
Grunge lands a front body kick that seems to surprise the champ, Grunge then attempts a double leg greco shoot, but Crank rains body shots that make the younger man change up his game plan.
Aiello: So Far it's all Crank, but gotta think this wild atmosphere and lack of structured rules favors the young Anthony Grunge.
As Aiello finishes Grunge is hit with a set of rapid fire punch combos that back him into the ropes. A huge round house kick to the dome sends Anthony Grunge to the outside, and Crank Celebrates by bantering with the crowd.
Bennett: Eddie needs to stop jaw jacking and stay on Grunge!
Eddie rolls out and is met by three shots from a kendo stick to the noodle.
Bennett: And that's what happens when you don't stay on people in a hardcore match! The champ should know that!
Grunge capitalizes by whipping Eddie into the steel barricade. Grunge hits the Champ with lefts and rights up against the barrier. After a modified corner back elbow, Anthony rolls back into the ring. A drowsy Crank stubbles towards the ring and attempts roll into the ring but is met by two boots to the noise.
Aiello: Now Grunge with the momentum! What a baseball slide. Grunge back on the outside.
Carter: And he is going to town with stomps and oh wheres he going now?
Grunge grabs a steel chair from the ring announcer area, but is met with a running forearm to the back by Crank. Eddie Crank doesn't let up he standing punches at the downed Grunge. After several minutes non stop onslaught, Eddie realizes he can't win if he doesn't let the ref count and he steps back, but not before a heel kick.
Bennett: Ref begins his count after that brutal assault.
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Grunge begins to stir and Crank moves forward to attack again. Grunge catches a low kick attempt from Crank and slams the former MMA fighters leg and ankle into the barrier.
Carter: What a Reversal by Grunge!
Grunge continues the ankle attack by draping the foot over the top of the steel guard and bringing the ring bell down onto the ankle of the champ.
Aiello: The Champs ankle may very well be broken!
Eddie pulls himself up in the corner of the barricade, pushing Jessica Stroup From her chair. He throws the chair at Anthony but Grunge moves it and lands a running knee strike to Eddie’s chest.
Carter: Eddie appears to be gassing guys.
Grunge goes in for the kill but Eddie reverses and slams Grunge against the barrier. Crank nails a flurry of strikes followed by a head butt stunning Grunge against the corner barricade.
Bennett: the champ connects with the foggy dew! And follows up with The Flying Dubliner!
Carter: That knee strike not only sent Grunge over the barricade but could have broken the nose and won this match for Eddie Crank!
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Bennett: Refs up to an 8 count but Anthony climbing to his feet with the assistance of a fan.
The fan helps Grunge back over the barricade and he ducks a fierce strike from Eddie. SUPERKICK!
Aiello: Out of nowhere superkick by Grunge.
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Bennett: Crank may be out!
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Crank barely makes it to his feet with the help of the announce table. Grunge hits him with a few more blows before tossing him into the steel steps at the side of the ring. Crank grabs his knee in pain as it appears to have taken an awkward hit/bounce off of the steps
Aiello: Crank looks like he might have hurt his knee pretty bad on those steps
Bennett: The way it bent inward like that .. that can't be good for the X-Division Champ
Carter: What's Grunge have planned here? He is dismantling our announce table.
Grunge drags Eddie over to the table and rolls him up on top the table, and follows suit.
Aiello: Looks like Grunge is looking to end it with Modified Grunge Plunge
Bennett: Grunge hit the piledriver through our announce table and the ref is counting!
Ref and crowd: 5….6….7...8...9...10!
Stroup: Winner by Knock Out .. Anthony Grunnnnnnge!
Aiello: Grunge with an absolute shocking win here tonight. Crank was the heavy favorite to win this match .. a truly shocking loss but what a win for Grunge
Carter: I'm worried about that knee .. it looks pretty swollen from here and there is no way Crank is going to be able to walk off on that
Bennett: Crank has taken a beating through this season and has proven to be formidable X-Division Champion .. lets hope this injury isn't serious
Carter: What a match though folks! These two put each other through hell!
Aiello: Let's see if the tag match can top that!
Grunge heads up the ramp celebrating his victory, leaving Crank in the rubble that was the announcers table, trying to digest what’s just happened and clutching at his knee; meanwhile, the video screen springs to life.
EDDIE!
Crank looks up, and the fans explode as Ace King’s face appears on the screen. Eddie is less than impressed by this development, but Ace’s face is expressionless.
Ace King: Look, I know this isn’t the best time, but before your Irish temper gets the best of you, I’m not going to mock what just happened; that’s not my style. What I AM doing, however, is presenting you an opportunity at redemption.
Crank shouts at Ace to come to the ring; again, Ace’s expression remains calm.
Ace King: We’ve all seen the kind of man you are by now, Eddie: You talk as big a game as anyone I’ve ever seen, and you’re the rare breed who can back it up. HOWEVER…
The crowd starts buzzing; Ace offers a light smirk as Eddie narrows his eyes, again imploring him to come to the ring.
Ace King: However… In recent weeks, the great Eddie Crank has finally revealed a few flaws to the world, hasn’t he? There’s nothing wrong with it, trust me. I mean, everybody knows your willingness to fight, and we know you like to push yourself… But how far is too far?
‘The Whizzer’ holds his arms outstretched, again demanding ‘The Gambler’ to come down to the ring; Ace’s face returns to its resting expression.
Ace King: You competed twice at Night of Champions, including in the Undisputed Championship Ladder Match with Drake and yours truly.
Almost immediately, a loud ‘DRAKE!’ chant breaks out amongst the tens of thousands in the Syracuse audience.
Joe Aiello: That has to be up there as a Match of the Year candidate, to be sure.
Steve Bennett: Them son o’ bitches went at it.
Ace King: Even though your kept your X-Division Championship, the night was still a loss, wasn’t it? You didn’t get what you really wanted. I know the feeling, because I felt it too.
Ace nods quietly at his own thought while Crank looks at the screen quizzically, asking his Wrestlefest opponent to explain himself.
Ace King: Then, of course, there was Rumble in the Bronx, which was supposed to be Eddie Crank’s 50 Cent moment! Get Rich or Die Trying, right? Defiant in the face of ALL critics. You DEMANDED the first spot in the Rumble, and you were going to slice through everyone!
Crank continues to talk trash at Ace, though the majority of it is inaudible over the buzz running through the cavernous Carrier Dome.
Ace King: And you know, it almost worked. However, just like at Night of Champions, all your bravado fell just a little flat.
At this point, an incensed Crank hobbles over to a ringside attendant and rips a microphone away from them and bellows at the video screen.
Eddie Crank: YOU STOLE THAT FROM ME, YE FOOKIN’ BITCH!
Ace King: No need for hostility, Eddie, because I’m well aware of the role Carner and his Neophytes played in the outcome. If you’re pissed about how it went down, put yourself in my place for a second.
Yeah, I may have won, but ever since that happened, all I’ve heard about is how I got lucky or that my victory is tainted, whether it was Wannabe Jesus himself trying to steal the thunder, Toni Gunn bitching about how I only won because she didn’t enter, the esteemed Captain Darkwater blaming broken ropes when we all had to deal with them, or even John Blade saying I only won because I’m on Rampage!
Ace’s face twists into a knowing smirk after the last portion of his sentence; he takes a breath before narrowing his eyes.
Ace King: Mark my words, I will address all of that directly before Wrestlefest, but alas, I digress. Like I said earlier, we all know you can’t resist the allure of the spotlight, so hear me out: I made a couple calls, pulled a few strings… There’s a plane ticket waiting for you to come to Glendale on Friday for Rampage… First class, of course. We’ll help you satisfy your hunger. Bet On It.
Ace’s face disappears from the screen, leaving Eddie to fume in the ring.
Joe Aiello: There it is, Ace King laying the gauntlet down to Eddie Crank here tonight! Will Eddie take Ace up on his invitation?
Max Carter: These next few months leading to Wrestlefest are going to be amazing between these two; not much to pick and choose between them.
Steve Bennett: Get your leg off me, you son o’ bitch.
Max Carter: That’s not my leg…
Steve Bennett: Then quit being so excitable, son o’ bitch.
Joe Aiello: We’ll be back in a minute.
FIRST PERSON TO SUCCESSFULLY KNOCK THEIR OPPONENT OUT FOR A 10 COUNT WINS
ANTHONY GRUNGE
VS EDDIE CRANK
Aiello: What a show Monday Night Brawl has been so far. If you thought that last match was good, then boy are you in for a treat.
Carter: That's right Joe, up next up we have the big No DQ, TKO match between Anthony Grunge and Eddie Crank.
Bennet: That's right, Carter, This non-title match is going to be a bloody all out brawl.
Jessica Stroup: The next contest is a non title, no dq, TKO match. The first Person to successfully knock their opponent out for a 10 count will be declared the winner! Introducing first, from Hollywood,CA, Mosh Pit, Anthony Grunge!
Let you Down by Seether begins to blast on the PA. system. Anthony Grunge walks down to the ring along with Johnny Sinclair. Anthony Grunge then enters the ring and acknowledge the fans by pointing at them. He then sits in his corner and meditates until the bell sounds.
Aiello: Grunge looks amped as always.
Stroup: And His opponent, the X-division Champion, The Wizzer, Eddie fookin Crank!
The EWC cameras take us backstage where Eddie Crank, followed by his coach and the rest of his team, is marching towards the entrance as ‘Foggy Dew’ echoes in the arena.
Eddie is prancing around, practicing his footwork as he goes, throwing air punches and having a good time. The Irish in the audience are having an even bigger blast than Eddie is, donning Irish colors and painting the entire arena green, orange and white.
Eddie’s theme switches from ‘Foggy Dew’ to ‘Unchained’ and the crowd goes wilder and wilder by the second while Eddie makes his way to the ring, barely having any space around him thanks to his crew and the Irish fans trying to touch and high five him.
Crank starts circling the ring and talking trash, warming up for the fight with a smile on his face.
Eddie starts shadow boxing and kicking, practicing over his movements and getting nice and limber for the fight.
Eddie hands his belt to the ref, who puts it outside and signals for the bell.
DING DING DING
Aiello: That Flying knee could have ended this right there!
Crank grins and begs Grunge to come at him. Crank ducks a right hand and jabs with his right a few times.
Carter: I think Crank is just toying with the younger opponent tonight.
Grunge lands a front body kick that seems to surprise the champ, Grunge then attempts a double leg greco shoot, but Crank rains body shots that make the younger man change up his game plan.
Aiello: So Far it's all Crank, but gotta think this wild atmosphere and lack of structured rules favors the young Anthony Grunge.
As Aiello finishes Grunge is hit with a set of rapid fire punch combos that back him into the ropes. A huge round house kick to the dome sends Anthony Grunge to the outside, and Crank Celebrates by bantering with the crowd.
Bennett: Eddie needs to stop jaw jacking and stay on Grunge!
Eddie rolls out and is met by three shots from a kendo stick to the noodle.
Bennett: And that's what happens when you don't stay on people in a hardcore match! The champ should know that!
Grunge capitalizes by whipping Eddie into the steel barricade. Grunge hits the Champ with lefts and rights up against the barrier. After a modified corner back elbow, Anthony rolls back into the ring. A drowsy Crank stubbles towards the ring and attempts roll into the ring but is met by two boots to the noise.
Aiello: Now Grunge with the momentum! What a baseball slide. Grunge back on the outside.
Carter: And he is going to town with stomps and oh wheres he going now?
Grunge grabs a steel chair from the ring announcer area, but is met with a running forearm to the back by Crank. Eddie Crank doesn't let up he standing punches at the downed Grunge. After several minutes non stop onslaught, Eddie realizes he can't win if he doesn't let the ref count and he steps back, but not before a heel kick.
Bennett: Ref begins his count after that brutal assault.
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Grunge begins to stir and Crank moves forward to attack again. Grunge catches a low kick attempt from Crank and slams the former MMA fighters leg and ankle into the barrier.
Carter: What a Reversal by Grunge!
Grunge continues the ankle attack by draping the foot over the top of the steel guard and bringing the ring bell down onto the ankle of the champ.
Aiello: The Champs ankle may very well be broken!
Eddie pulls himself up in the corner of the barricade, pushing Jessica Stroup From her chair. He throws the chair at Anthony but Grunge moves it and lands a running knee strike to Eddie’s chest.
Carter: Eddie appears to be gassing guys.
Grunge goes in for the kill but Eddie reverses and slams Grunge against the barrier. Crank nails a flurry of strikes followed by a head butt stunning Grunge against the corner barricade.
Bennett: the champ connects with the foggy dew! And follows up with The Flying Dubliner!
Carter: That knee strike not only sent Grunge over the barricade but could have broken the nose and won this match for Eddie Crank!
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Bennett: Refs up to an 8 count but Anthony climbing to his feet with the assistance of a fan.
The fan helps Grunge back over the barricade and he ducks a fierce strike from Eddie. SUPERKICK!
Aiello: Out of nowhere superkick by Grunge.
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Bennett: Crank may be out!
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Crank barely makes it to his feet with the help of the announce table. Grunge hits him with a few more blows before tossing him into the steel steps at the side of the ring. Crank grabs his knee in pain as it appears to have taken an awkward hit/bounce off of the steps
Aiello: Crank looks like he might have hurt his knee pretty bad on those steps
Bennett: The way it bent inward like that .. that can't be good for the X-Division Champ
Carter: What's Grunge have planned here? He is dismantling our announce table.
Grunge drags Eddie over to the table and rolls him up on top the table, and follows suit.
Aiello: Looks like Grunge is looking to end it with Modified Grunge Plunge
Bennett: Grunge hit the piledriver through our announce table and the ref is counting!
Ref and crowd: 5….6….7...8...9...10!
DING DING DING
Stroup: Winner by Knock Out .. Anthony Grunnnnnnge!
Aiello: Grunge with an absolute shocking win here tonight. Crank was the heavy favorite to win this match .. a truly shocking loss but what a win for Grunge
Carter: I'm worried about that knee .. it looks pretty swollen from here and there is no way Crank is going to be able to walk off on that
Bennett: Crank has taken a beating through this season and has proven to be formidable X-Division Champion .. lets hope this injury isn't serious
Carter: What a match though folks! These two put each other through hell!
Aiello: Let's see if the tag match can top that!
Grunge heads up the ramp celebrating his victory, leaving Crank in the rubble that was the announcers table, trying to digest what’s just happened and clutching at his knee; meanwhile, the video screen springs to life.
EDDIE!
Crank looks up, and the fans explode as Ace King’s face appears on the screen. Eddie is less than impressed by this development, but Ace’s face is expressionless.
Ace King: Look, I know this isn’t the best time, but before your Irish temper gets the best of you, I’m not going to mock what just happened; that’s not my style. What I AM doing, however, is presenting you an opportunity at redemption.
Crank shouts at Ace to come to the ring; again, Ace’s expression remains calm.
Ace King: We’ve all seen the kind of man you are by now, Eddie: You talk as big a game as anyone I’ve ever seen, and you’re the rare breed who can back it up. HOWEVER…
The crowd starts buzzing; Ace offers a light smirk as Eddie narrows his eyes, again imploring him to come to the ring.
Ace King: However… In recent weeks, the great Eddie Crank has finally revealed a few flaws to the world, hasn’t he? There’s nothing wrong with it, trust me. I mean, everybody knows your willingness to fight, and we know you like to push yourself… But how far is too far?
‘The Whizzer’ holds his arms outstretched, again demanding ‘The Gambler’ to come down to the ring; Ace’s face returns to its resting expression.
Ace King: You competed twice at Night of Champions, including in the Undisputed Championship Ladder Match with Drake and yours truly.
Almost immediately, a loud ‘DRAKE!’ chant breaks out amongst the tens of thousands in the Syracuse audience.
Joe Aiello: That has to be up there as a Match of the Year candidate, to be sure.
Steve Bennett: Them son o’ bitches went at it.
Ace King: Even though your kept your X-Division Championship, the night was still a loss, wasn’t it? You didn’t get what you really wanted. I know the feeling, because I felt it too.
Ace nods quietly at his own thought while Crank looks at the screen quizzically, asking his Wrestlefest opponent to explain himself.
Ace King: Then, of course, there was Rumble in the Bronx, which was supposed to be Eddie Crank’s 50 Cent moment! Get Rich or Die Trying, right? Defiant in the face of ALL critics. You DEMANDED the first spot in the Rumble, and you were going to slice through everyone!
Crank continues to talk trash at Ace, though the majority of it is inaudible over the buzz running through the cavernous Carrier Dome.
Ace King: And you know, it almost worked. However, just like at Night of Champions, all your bravado fell just a little flat.
At this point, an incensed Crank hobbles over to a ringside attendant and rips a microphone away from them and bellows at the video screen.
Eddie Crank: YOU STOLE THAT FROM ME, YE FOOKIN’ BITCH!
Ace King: No need for hostility, Eddie, because I’m well aware of the role Carner and his Neophytes played in the outcome. If you’re pissed about how it went down, put yourself in my place for a second.
Yeah, I may have won, but ever since that happened, all I’ve heard about is how I got lucky or that my victory is tainted, whether it was Wannabe Jesus himself trying to steal the thunder, Toni Gunn bitching about how I only won because she didn’t enter, the esteemed Captain Darkwater blaming broken ropes when we all had to deal with them, or even John Blade saying I only won because I’m on Rampage!
Ace’s face twists into a knowing smirk after the last portion of his sentence; he takes a breath before narrowing his eyes.
Ace King: Mark my words, I will address all of that directly before Wrestlefest, but alas, I digress. Like I said earlier, we all know you can’t resist the allure of the spotlight, so hear me out: I made a couple calls, pulled a few strings… There’s a plane ticket waiting for you to come to Glendale on Friday for Rampage… First class, of course. We’ll help you satisfy your hunger. Bet On It.
Ace’s face disappears from the screen, leaving Eddie to fume in the ring.
Joe Aiello: There it is, Ace King laying the gauntlet down to Eddie Crank here tonight! Will Eddie take Ace up on his invitation?
Max Carter: These next few months leading to Wrestlefest are going to be amazing between these two; not much to pick and choose between them.
Steve Bennett: Get your leg off me, you son o’ bitch.
Max Carter: That’s not my leg…
Steve Bennett: Then quit being so excitable, son o’ bitch.
Joe Aiello: We’ll be back in a minute.
TAG TEAM MATCH
HOUSEWIVES
VS ANDREW JACKSON & REBEL RHODES
HOUSEWIVES
VS ANDREW JACKSON & REBEL RHODES
Aiello: Welcome back to Brawl folks .. what a show it has been so far, and this next match should not disappoint. The former International Champion and the woman who beat him for the title, take on the newest tag team in the EWC .. The Housewives
Bennett: Lets hope they are desperate and hungry for some Steve
The arena goes dark as the dramatic brass of Nautilius by Anna Meredith bursts out across the arena. A rainbow of coloured lasers play over the crowd. A voice booms out;
The lasers all swing round to focus on the middle of the stage, a huge pink and blue pyro explode
Two figures emerge from the haze, to rapturous cheers from the crowd. They take a moment to survey the battleground before them.
Jessica Stroup: Now entering the arena, they hail from Brighton, England and journey across the spacetime continuum, with a combined weight of 486lbs, The Real Housewives of Fortune and Glory!
The crowd explodes as Bazrat the Mary jumps up onto the barrier, high-fiving his fans. As the awesome form of Krakatoa Thunderbitch walks confidently down to the ring.
Bazrat: Huzzah! Huzzah!
The Housewives clamber into the ring, and share their secret handshake; a clasp, a twist, knock elbows, flick fingers and snap! Now they are ready to begin.
“Take No Prisoners” by Megadeth blasts through the PA system and it is soon followed by a series of fireworks blasting across the stage from left to right and back to the start point like a rogue Draco.
Once the fireworks seize Andrew Jackson arrives from behind the curtains looking expansively into the thousands in the audience. The cheers flood the stage as he gets himself settled at the center of it.
Jessica Stroup: And their opponent, introducing first, Andrew Jackson!
Jackson throws salutes to his audience and begins to make his way down the ramp. He doesn’t flash a single smile but even with his strict demeanor he dishes out high-fives and handshakes whilst he makes his way down.
Once he gets to the ring area he uses the steps to get into the ring but before going through the ropes he points to the cheap seats above and throws a salute their way. Once in the ring he finds his corner and throws a few warm up punches to get into the swing of things as he waits for the match to begin.
Atreyu's cover of Bon Jovi's classic, "You Give Love a Bad Name" assaults the P/A system. Through the curtains steps a fit, pale skinned, raven haired and heavily tattooed woman. Her dark brown eyes wander over the crowd as she stands upon the stage, taking it all in for a moment. On her face we find dark crimson painted on her full lips and red highlighted black eye shadow over her eyes. Her modest chest is contained by a fringed red and blue leather vest, her ass covered by black and silver tights. She sports standard black pads on her elbows and knees, with knee high laced wrestling boots to match. On her wrists are red, white, and blue bands. Upon her hips rests a thick black leather belt with a large and square silver buckle that reads in an ornate font, "REBEL." Upon her shoulder is a gleaming championship belt. Just behind her came a short woman with firey red hair wearing a black and green hooded vest, "GINGER NINJA" with Japanese Kanji below it saying the same thing. The rest of her attire consists of a green flannel shirt, black cargo pants and combat boots, and a pair of fingerless road gloves.
Jessica Stroup: ON HER WAY TO THE RING ACCOMPANIED BY "THE GINGER NINJA" MOLLY O'HATHERINE....
She makes her way to the ring with a confident stride, slapping fives with a few outstretched hands as she does so. It doesn't take her long to reach ringside. She climbs the steps, wipes her feet on the apron, and slips through the ropes. She hoists the belt high over her head to the crowd, nodding her head with a rather big smile on her face. Outside of the ring, the Ginger Ninja shouts out, "WHO'S HERE FER AN ARSE WHUPPIN'?!!!"
Jessica Stroup: FROM CORTEZ, COLORADO, STANDING AT FIVE FEET AND ELEVEN INCHES TALL AND WEIGHING IN AT ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY TWO POUNDS...
THE EWC International CHAMPION!!
RRRRRREEEEBBBBBEEEEEELLLLL RRRRRRHHHHHHOOOOODDDDDDEEEESSSSS!!!!
The crowd pops and Melinda raises her arm with a three fingered salute to the fans.
The referee calls all four athletes to the center of the ring where he explains the rules to them as they nod along. Once he is done, he sends them to their corners and the two superstars to begin the fight in the ring, are Krakatoa Thunderbitch and Melinda Rhodes.
Aiello: You think Rebel and Jackson are really gonna play nice the entire fight?
Bennett: Well, it is in their best interest to do so, That’s a big maybe
As the bell goes Krakatoa thunderbitch goes on the attack with a bearhug, but Rebel is quick enough to get under it and dish her first right hands of the night. She forces Krakatoa to the ropes and tries to Irish whip her but the more powerful lady holds on to her and then crashes her into the mat with a spinbuster. The hit sends the crowd into a frenzy, they are enjoying the match. Thunderbitch gets to her feet and then drags Rebel up to her feet. She then picks her up, this time drops her with a side slams her into the mat once again.
Aiello: Thunderbitch with the early offense there
Bennett: I don’t think we can say that on tv
Aiello: Thunderbitch, thunderbitch, thunderbitch
Bennett: *Shakes Head*
Rebel is brought to her feet once more but this time she catches Krakatoa with an elbow and then follows up with a shoulder charge that sends her into the turnbuckle. Rebel quickly follows through with a spear catching her in the corner. Rebel doesn’t let up on her attack as she begins drowning Thunderbitch with punches to the head and then feeds her the mat with a bulldog. Rebel tags in Jackson who goes straight on the attack by picking Krakatoa to her feet and then whipping her over to the ropes and setting up for a flapjack. She stops short of the move and dishes Jackson a DDT to Jackson. Weakened she crawls over and tags in Bazrat. Bazrat climbs up the turnbuckle and catches the American Hero with a hurricarana.
Aiello: The housewives are impressing so far
Bennett: They look like a very good signing for the EWC
Aiello: The EWC only signs the best of the best
Bazrat brings Jackson to his feet and lifts him into the head with a snap suplex. Jackson reverses the move and hits Bazrats with a snap suplex of his own. Jackson and Bazrat find their way to their feet at the same time and Jackson dishes a drop kick to the man sending him staggering backwards. As Jackson returns to his feet he chases after the man with a clothesline but Bazrat gets under the arm dishes a kick to the mid section and then ducks under another potential clothesline and repeats the kick, this time picking up Jackson and crashing him into the mat with a fireman carry. He goes for a pin.
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Rebel Rhodes was already halfway into the ring by the time Andrew kicked out. Rhodes returns to the ropes as Bazrat continues his assault on Jackson, he brings Jackson to his feet and then laid punches to his face forcing him to the ropes, once done, he goes for a grapple and Jackson gets under his arm and catches him with an explosive German suplex that plants the man’s head into the ring. A weakened Drew crawls to his corner but Bazrat crawls along pulling at his feet. Jackson knocks him back with a kick to the head and then tags in Melinda.
Aiello: And here comes the Rebel
Bennett: Watch out Bazrat!
Rebel grabs Bazrat immediately with a crossface and begins apply the pressure. Thunderbitch is having none of it, she comes into the ring and stomps on Rebels back to break the hold. Once the hold is broken, Jackson comes out and drops Thunderbitch with a shoulder charge. Bazrat gets to his feet as does Rebel, she goes for a spear on the prince who sidesteps her and she ends up clattering into Jackson hard apparently hurting his back.
Aiello: Holy Shit, Rebel just attacked Jackson!
Bennett: That was a mistake
Carter: I don’t think Jackson would believe that, he looks hurt
Rebel looks shocked at the miss as Jackson clutches his back in pain, she turns around and is met by a Whirling Lotus which she is able to duck and then nails him with a SHOT TO THE HEART,
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Jessica Stroup: Here are your winners, Andrew Jackson and Rebel Rhodes.
Aiello: Rebel and Jackson win it!
Bennett: But Jackson has been hurt, by Melinda
Carter: I think it was a mistake
Aiello: Jackson is not gonna believe that
The medical team comes running out with a stretcher as Rebel watches on clutching her hair. She then puts Jackson onto the stretcher and wheels him out of the arena as we head to a commercial
Bennett: Lets hope they are desperate and hungry for some Steve
The arena goes dark as the dramatic brass of Nautilius by Anna Meredith bursts out across the arena. A rainbow of coloured lasers play over the crowd. A voice booms out;
HUMAN LIFE IS SHORT...
The lasers all swing round to focus on the middle of the stage, a huge pink and blue pyro explode
... LEGENDS LAST FOREVER!
Two figures emerge from the haze, to rapturous cheers from the crowd. They take a moment to survey the battleground before them.
Jessica Stroup: Now entering the arena, they hail from Brighton, England and journey across the spacetime continuum, with a combined weight of 486lbs, The Real Housewives of Fortune and Glory!
The crowd explodes as Bazrat the Mary jumps up onto the barrier, high-fiving his fans. As the awesome form of Krakatoa Thunderbitch walks confidently down to the ring.
Bazrat: Huzzah! Huzzah!
The Housewives clamber into the ring, and share their secret handshake; a clasp, a twist, knock elbows, flick fingers and snap! Now they are ready to begin.
“Take No Prisoners” by Megadeth blasts through the PA system and it is soon followed by a series of fireworks blasting across the stage from left to right and back to the start point like a rogue Draco.
Once the fireworks seize Andrew Jackson arrives from behind the curtains looking expansively into the thousands in the audience. The cheers flood the stage as he gets himself settled at the center of it.
Jessica Stroup: And their opponent, introducing first, Andrew Jackson!
Jackson throws salutes to his audience and begins to make his way down the ramp. He doesn’t flash a single smile but even with his strict demeanor he dishes out high-fives and handshakes whilst he makes his way down.
Once he gets to the ring area he uses the steps to get into the ring but before going through the ropes he points to the cheap seats above and throws a salute their way. Once in the ring he finds his corner and throws a few warm up punches to get into the swing of things as he waits for the match to begin.
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Atreyu's cover of Bon Jovi's classic, "You Give Love a Bad Name" assaults the P/A system. Through the curtains steps a fit, pale skinned, raven haired and heavily tattooed woman. Her dark brown eyes wander over the crowd as she stands upon the stage, taking it all in for a moment. On her face we find dark crimson painted on her full lips and red highlighted black eye shadow over her eyes. Her modest chest is contained by a fringed red and blue leather vest, her ass covered by black and silver tights. She sports standard black pads on her elbows and knees, with knee high laced wrestling boots to match. On her wrists are red, white, and blue bands. Upon her hips rests a thick black leather belt with a large and square silver buckle that reads in an ornate font, "REBEL." Upon her shoulder is a gleaming championship belt. Just behind her came a short woman with firey red hair wearing a black and green hooded vest, "GINGER NINJA" with Japanese Kanji below it saying the same thing. The rest of her attire consists of a green flannel shirt, black cargo pants and combat boots, and a pair of fingerless road gloves.
Jessica Stroup: ON HER WAY TO THE RING ACCOMPANIED BY "THE GINGER NINJA" MOLLY O'HATHERINE....
She makes her way to the ring with a confident stride, slapping fives with a few outstretched hands as she does so. It doesn't take her long to reach ringside. She climbs the steps, wipes her feet on the apron, and slips through the ropes. She hoists the belt high over her head to the crowd, nodding her head with a rather big smile on her face. Outside of the ring, the Ginger Ninja shouts out, "WHO'S HERE FER AN ARSE WHUPPIN'?!!!"
Jessica Stroup: FROM CORTEZ, COLORADO, STANDING AT FIVE FEET AND ELEVEN INCHES TALL AND WEIGHING IN AT ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY TWO POUNDS...
THE EWC International CHAMPION!!
RRRRRREEEEBBBBBEEEEEELLLLL RRRRRRHHHHHHOOOOODDDDDDEEEESSSSS!!!!
The crowd pops and Melinda raises her arm with a three fingered salute to the fans.
The referee calls all four athletes to the center of the ring where he explains the rules to them as they nod along. Once he is done, he sends them to their corners and the two superstars to begin the fight in the ring, are Krakatoa Thunderbitch and Melinda Rhodes.
Aiello: You think Rebel and Jackson are really gonna play nice the entire fight?
Bennett: Well, it is in their best interest to do so, That’s a big maybe
DING DING DING!!!
As the bell goes Krakatoa thunderbitch goes on the attack with a bearhug, but Rebel is quick enough to get under it and dish her first right hands of the night. She forces Krakatoa to the ropes and tries to Irish whip her but the more powerful lady holds on to her and then crashes her into the mat with a spinbuster. The hit sends the crowd into a frenzy, they are enjoying the match. Thunderbitch gets to her feet and then drags Rebel up to her feet. She then picks her up, this time drops her with a side slams her into the mat once again.
Aiello: Thunderbitch with the early offense there
Bennett: I don’t think we can say that on tv
Aiello: Thunderbitch, thunderbitch, thunderbitch
Bennett: *Shakes Head*
Rebel is brought to her feet once more but this time she catches Krakatoa with an elbow and then follows up with a shoulder charge that sends her into the turnbuckle. Rebel quickly follows through with a spear catching her in the corner. Rebel doesn’t let up on her attack as she begins drowning Thunderbitch with punches to the head and then feeds her the mat with a bulldog. Rebel tags in Jackson who goes straight on the attack by picking Krakatoa to her feet and then whipping her over to the ropes and setting up for a flapjack. She stops short of the move and dishes Jackson a DDT to Jackson. Weakened she crawls over and tags in Bazrat. Bazrat climbs up the turnbuckle and catches the American Hero with a hurricarana.
Aiello: The housewives are impressing so far
Bennett: They look like a very good signing for the EWC
Aiello: The EWC only signs the best of the best
Bazrat brings Jackson to his feet and lifts him into the head with a snap suplex. Jackson reverses the move and hits Bazrats with a snap suplex of his own. Jackson and Bazrat find their way to their feet at the same time and Jackson dishes a drop kick to the man sending him staggering backwards. As Jackson returns to his feet he chases after the man with a clothesline but Bazrat gets under the arm dishes a kick to the mid section and then ducks under another potential clothesline and repeats the kick, this time picking up Jackson and crashing him into the mat with a fireman carry. He goes for a pin.
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Rebel Rhodes was already halfway into the ring by the time Andrew kicked out. Rhodes returns to the ropes as Bazrat continues his assault on Jackson, he brings Jackson to his feet and then laid punches to his face forcing him to the ropes, once done, he goes for a grapple and Jackson gets under his arm and catches him with an explosive German suplex that plants the man’s head into the ring. A weakened Drew crawls to his corner but Bazrat crawls along pulling at his feet. Jackson knocks him back with a kick to the head and then tags in Melinda.
Aiello: And here comes the Rebel
Bennett: Watch out Bazrat!
Rebel grabs Bazrat immediately with a crossface and begins apply the pressure. Thunderbitch is having none of it, she comes into the ring and stomps on Rebels back to break the hold. Once the hold is broken, Jackson comes out and drops Thunderbitch with a shoulder charge. Bazrat gets to his feet as does Rebel, she goes for a spear on the prince who sidesteps her and she ends up clattering into Jackson hard apparently hurting his back.
Aiello: Holy Shit, Rebel just attacked Jackson!
Bennett: That was a mistake
Carter: I don’t think Jackson would believe that, he looks hurt
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DING DING DING!!!
Jessica Stroup: Here are your winners, Andrew Jackson and Rebel Rhodes.
Aiello: Rebel and Jackson win it!
Bennett: But Jackson has been hurt, by Melinda
Carter: I think it was a mistake
Aiello: Jackson is not gonna believe that
The medical team comes running out with a stretcher as Rebel watches on clutching her hair. She then puts Jackson onto the stretcher and wheels him out of the arena as we head to a commercial
FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE
TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
MORGAN DARKWATER
VS CJ NEWMANN
Bennett: What the fuck is with all these CW commercials?
Aiello: What a night of action we have had for you so far wrestling fans… but it is… not… over. It’s time for our main event.
Bennett: Ignoring my commercials question?
Carter: This is going to be one hell of a battle. CJ Newman is on a rampage, No pun intended— And I think he is going to be looking to hurt Morgan Darkwater tonight.
Bennett: Fuck it then .. No doubt about it, the son of a bitch will be looking to show the whole locker room, just what happens when you go one on one with him, my prediction the big man is in for a long night. The Champ is going to be looking to make an example out of him.
Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall, this is your MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING! And is a Falls… count… anywhere match, for the EWC WORLD Television Championship!!!
YEEEEAAAHHHHHHH!!!
Aiello: Only on Brawl will you see a Pay-Per-View level quality main event like this one, absolutely free!
Jessica Stroup: Introducing first the challenger, from the winds of fortune, weighing in at 259 pounds… CAPTAIN… MORGAN DARKWATER!!!!
The lights in the arena cut out as first notes of Captain Morgan's entrance theme, "The Sunk'n Norwegian", kick in and the screens around entrance fade in to the image of a perpetually burning skull-n-crossbones flag rippling in the wind.
A spotlight rises as Morgan saunters confidently out on the stage, holding an old-fashioned iron grenade in one hand, the fuse lit and sparkling. He laughs maniacally and throws it at his feet, where it explodes with a boom of pyros and smoke.
When the smoke clears he is holding a wooden tankard aloft, bellowing "One More Drink!" in time with the song's first chorus and takes a heavy gulp of the dark grog, liquid and froth splashing out down his thick black beard. Tossing it over his shoulder, he laughs again and starts marching purposefully down the ramp. He enters the ring through the middle and top ropes, climbs the nearest turnbuckle and unsheathes his cutlass, holding it aloft with a raucous battle-cry.
Jessica Stroup: And his opponent… From Sin City, weighing in at 252 pounds… He is the reining and DEFENDING! EWC WORLD… Television Champion… CJ NEWMAN!!!
"New Charlotte" by DuRu Tha King starts up as Blood red smoke and light set the mood. All of the sudden, EWC Backstage Helpers come out and roll out a red carpet. This sends the EWC Universe it Murmurs. All of the sudden this flashes on the Titantron:
The crowd starts to boo very loudly as Pyro Shoots out from both sides of the stage. Finally, Newmann is seen standing on the stage in his Ring attire. He also has a Bape Sleeveless Hoodie on with the Television Championship around his waist. He walks down the Ramp flipping off various fans in the crowd which causes them to Boo even Louder. When he finally gets to Ringside he walks up the steps and drags his feet along the apron cleaning the bottom. He then gets in and throws his Hoodie at a Ring-hand and gets to his Corner.
He hands the belt to the ref, who holds it high above his head as the camera zooms in on it.
Carter: I have a feeling, this one… is gonna get messy.
DING DING DING
Darkwater slowly stalks around the ring, never taking his eyes off of the champion as Newman makes sure to keep his distance from the big man. As Newman does everything he can to slow the match from actually starting, the crowd starts to get rowdy…
“CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN!”
Though Darkwater pays no attention to his fans as the chats shake the arena he inches ever closer to Newman who leans back in the turnbuckle. As Darkwater closes in, Newman shouts profanities at him, and then spits in his face and The Captain loses it! He swings a massive right hook at the champion who ducks under it, and switches places with the big man, swinging knife edge chops at the large challenger. The crowd shouts out it’s expected “whoos” with every smack of the chest, and Newman screams at the fans to “SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Which only garners more heat from the fans for Newman. He grabs Darkwater by the wrist and whips him across the ring into the other turnbuckle and the large man hits it with such force that the bounces out right into the waiting Newman who nails him with a running dropkick!!!
Aiello: It looked like Newman was going to drag this match out, but he had us all fooled including Darkwater! He has come out with fire, and wanted to catch the big man, by lighting his short fuse.
Bennett: GREAT strategy from the champion.
Carter: Spitting in the face of a man that large? THAT is great strategy?
Bennett: Hey, who’s on the ground right now dumbass?!?
Newman’s fury is completely evident as he puts the boots to the skull of the challenger! Totally in control of the match, Newman takes it outside by throwing Darkwater through the ropes. As the challenger stumbles on the outside, Newman reaches into the crowd shoving a fan off his chair and yanks it out! The fan get’s right in his face and the two begin screaming at each other, until secruity grab the fan and pull him away from ringside, Newman lets out a laugh turning around… RIGHT INTO A BARE-KNUCKLE FIST from Darkwater! He punches the chair crashing it against the skull of the champion! Newman immediately falls to his back, and drops the chair!
Carter: HOLY SHIT! Did you see the force from that punch???
The camera zooms in on the chair that shows that Darkwater dented the chair with his bare knuckles.
Aiello: Darkwater’s bare-knuckle boxing career is well documented… I can’t believe that Newman let his anger at A FAN get the better of him there.
As Newman crawls at ringside trying to get his wits about him, blood begins to trickle down his face. Darkwater fallows in pursuit, but just as soon as he grabs Newman, the champion grabs him by the belt and yanks him forward sending Darkwater face first into the steel turnbuckle post! As Darkwater leans down holding his head, bracing himself with the steel stairs, Newman takes a few steps back looking to get a running start. He spits blood and the anger on his face is evident as he is poised waiting for the perfect moment to strike… Darkwater slowly moves to a standing position and Newman takes off looking for FREE-FORM!
Aiello: THE Champion wants to end this thing early!
Newman leaps into the air, but mid flight Darkwater catches him and hurls him over his head and Newman comes crashing down on the steel steps! Hitting them with such force he bounces after hitting them and falls to the floor!
Bennett: I called it… It’s too soon.
Carter: The big risk didn’t pay off!
Bennett: I just said that, if you’re gonna be stupid go be stupid some place else.
Aiello: Would you two shut up!
Darkwater, now recovered grabs Newman and throws him back in the ring, who being the champion that he is quickly gets to his feet, yet stumbling doing so. Newman hits the ropes and just as he bounces off Darkwater hits a massive powerslam! He hooks the leg!
ONE!!!
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TWO!!!
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TH—KICKOUT!!!
Aiello: Ohhh! That one almost caught the champion sleeping!
Bennett: He’s letting his anger get the best of him! It’s clouding his vision he needs to get back to his game plan!
Carter: Way to stay impartial in this one Preditor…
Bennett: How about me and you go out to the parking lot and we have our own falls count anywhere match.
Carter: …I would like ta… Not… Do that…
As Newman catches his breath wide eyed he realizes that he needs to rethink his strategy. He rolls to the outside but Darkwater grabs him by the hair once on the apron. But Newman thinks quickly and grabs the challenger by the head and drops down slamming the big man’s throat down on the top rope! Darkwater stumbles back to the middle of the ring grabbing at his throat.
Giving Newman just enough time to go and grab the chair he had earlier. He slides in the ring, and with Darkwater doubled over, he brings the chair CRASHING down on the challengers spine! Darkwater wrenches up in pain! On his knees Newman swings for the fences and cracks the chair square in the face of the big man! Darkwater falls limp onto his back, his eyes looking glossy, and Newman drops the chair. He shouts out into the crowd mocking “Their Hero” and goes for the pin.
Aiello: I think it’s inevitable at this point, with the way he swung that chair, The Captain will be lucky if he doesn’t spend the night in a hospital bed.
Carter: I doubt he even has any idea where he is right now.
Bennett: I told ya he just needed to get back to his game plan!
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TWO!!!
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MORGAN DARKWATER THROWS NEWMAN OFF HIS SHOULDERS!!!
Aiello: Oh my God!
Carter: What power from the big man!
Bennett: …Okay… now that was impressive.
Newman is shocked as he gets on his feet. Blood now running down the faces of both men, Newman lays punches into The Captain who is slowly getting to his feet. The blows seem to have no effect on Darkwater as Newman lays punch after punch into Darkwater!
Aiello: I’d be careful here, you don’t want to get into a striking match with this man!
Blow after furious blow Newman throws at Darkwater who just seemingly absorbs them one after another. But they do start to have some effect, as The Captain starts to stumble backwards. Newman hits the ropes, but Morgan was playing possum and he NAILS CJ with a devastating right hook! And the Champion is down!!!
Carter: What is he doing??? Why isn’t he pinning him???
Bennett: Because he’s stupid.
Darkwater grabs Newman and with great force runs him towards the ropes and lawn darts him over the top to the arena floor below! Newman hits the floor with a THUD, and grabs his ribs in pain! Darkwater climbs to the top rope…
Aiello: No… Don’t tell me…
Carter: He’s not going to do it is he???
Darkwater points to the sky in a tribute to the late macho man signaling for his WINDS OF FORTUNE! But just before he jumps off Newman gets to one knee, and he has to change his gameplan on the fly, and he leaps off the turnbuckle towards Newman who thinks fast on his feet and nails Darkwater mid air with the GG EZ!!!
Aiello: OH MY GOD! What a turn of events!
Bennett: Looks like the winds of fortune were not in his favor…
The crowd ERUPTS!!!
“HOLY SHIT!!!
HOLY SHIT!!!
HOLY SHIT!!!”
HOLY SHIT!!!
HOLY SHIT!!!”
Dazed and bloodied the champion stumbles back and leans on the guard rail. Looking around he can see that he needs to get this match to the high ground and he leaps the guard rail and takes this fight into the crowd.
Dazed, the challenger fallows behind.
Aiello: Heeeeerrrreeeee we go!
Bennett: And ladies and gentlemen things just got interesting.
Carter: FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE!
As Darkwater fallows Newman into the crowd, Newman stumbles falling to one knee. The Challenger catches up just in time for Newman to rip a beer bottle out of the hand of a fan and smash it on the face of the challenger!!! Surprisingly… Darkwater doesn’t go down! Stumbling back but not going down, you can see Newman’s face turn beat read with anger. He takes a running start… and nails the FREE FORM to the face of Darkwater! Amongst the fans! With a ref right there, he could make the pin!
Bennett: Pin him! You angry idiot pin him! This is over!
Newman shakes his head no, grabbing Darkwater by the hair screaming at him to “STAY DOWN!!!”. He drops Darkwater taking steps back and waits for him to rise up again. As soon as he rises to his feet, Newman again goes for the FREE FORM but this time Darkwater sees it coming and nails Newman last second with a big boot to the face!!! With his hands on his knees, the challenger tries to catch his breath as he spits blood on the floor. He whips his head back as his bloody long hair slings behind his head. He looks around and the fans ERUPT!!!
“YYYYEEEEAAAAHHHHHHH!!!”
Darkwater roars a battle cry in the air with the fans and they go nuts!!!
“CAPTAIN!!!
CAPTAIN!!!
CAPTAIN!!!
CAPTAIN!!!”
CAPTAIN!!!
CAPTAIN!!!
CAPTAIN!!!”
Darkwater gives a throat slash sign, and positions two chairs face to face, and then grabs Newman by the throat picking him up to his feet. He lifts him into the air! HANGMAN’S NOOSE!!! He SLAMS HIM DOWN through the two chairs to the arena floor below, and Newman grabs the back of his head! He places one foot on the chest of the champion claiming victory as he raises his hands with the fans all around him!
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TWO!!!
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KICKOUT!!!
Aiello: Oh!!! That arrogant cover could have just cost him the Title.
Darkwater looks down at Newman with a smile on his face.
Carter: I’m not entirely sure that he was REALLY looking to end it there.
As Darkwater leans down to pick up the champion, Newman being the opportunistic man he is NAILS the challenger with a low blow! The fans go IRATE as Darkwater falls to his knees, the security has to hold the fans back. Newman waves the match off, and walks away. Cameras fallow him as he leaves the main arena.
Carter: Where is he going? This is falls count anywhere he can’t just walk away. The match has to continue till there is a winner.
As Newman makes his way past security and other wrestlers back stage, many of them screaming at him to go finish his match. Newman stops and shouts back, even spitting in the face of one superstar. Security has to keep the two from coming to blows, and Newman keeps walking and makes his way out to the parking lot. With the camera quickly following behind, Newman takes this chance to explain just what is happening.
As Newman makes his way past security and other wrestlers back stage, many of them screaming at him to go finish his match. Newman stops and shouts back, even spitting in the face of one superstar. Security has to keep the two from coming to blows, and Newman keeps walking and makes his way out to the parking lot. With the camera quickly following behind, Newman takes this chance to explain just what is happening.
Newman: You all just saw what I did to that piece of shit out there! I took him out into a sea of his people and I dropped him like a sack of shit! This match is over! I’m the Champion I’m going home!
Aiello: He’s going home???
Newman: If Darkwater wants another shot tell him he can find me across the street at—
Suddenly you see CJ’s eyes open wide as you can hear a growl and Darkwater comes charging from off camera!!!
Carter: Looks like this one isn’t over after all!!!
Darkwater LEVELS Newman with a clothsline from Hell! Sending Newman flipping through the air turning him inside out! Darkwater shakes his head no. The camera picks up Darkwater’s voice as he leans down picking up the prone champion.
Darkwater: This ain’t over, I’m not done with you! I’m not done with you yet by a long shot.
The challenger picks up Newman and swings him around in a circle and sends him crashing through the driver’s side window of a car in the parking lot!!!
Aiello: OH MY GOD!!!
The audio from the arena is still being fed into the video feed as they go insane!
“EWC!!!
EWC!!!
EWC!!!”
EWC!!!
EWC!!!”
With Newman hanging lifeless inside the window of the car, Darkwater reaches in and grabs him by the hair, pulling him out showing his face completely covered in blood to the camera.
Darkwater: Now we’re done.
He drops him and makes the cover! The crowd counts along!
“ONE!!!”
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“THRE— OHHHHHHHH!!!”
Aiello: KICKOUT!!! I CAN’T BELIEVE WHAT I’M SEEING NEWMAN KICKED OUT!!!
Carter: This crowd can’t believe it either!
“HOLY SHIT!!!
HOLY SHIT!!!
HOLY SHIT!!!”
HOLY SHIT!!!
HOLY SHIT!!!”
The Captain looks equally shocked that Newman kicked out in the state he’s in, but just shakes his head and looks to be becoming just as equally angry that Newman wont stay down. He grabs Newman who looks up at the challenger and spits blood into his eyes!
Darkwater, jolts back but only for a moment, but that’s all the time Newman needed to grab a two-by-four and send it crashing down on the spine of his opponent! Darkwater falls to his hands and knees in pain, and Newman stumbling from the loss of blood grabs Darkwater by the hair and leads him inches over to the car door he has just sent through moments ago.
Newman: You think you’re tough huh? Let’s see just how tough you are.
He opens the door to the car, places Darkwater’s head in between the door and the frame, and he SLAMS IT ON HIS HEAD!!!
“OOOOOHHHHHH!!!”
Darkwater, grabs his head in pain, but unknowingly doesn’t move much, and Newman AGAIN slams the door on the challengers head!!!
Aiello: Oh my God!!!
Darkwater rolls out of the door frame, and onto his back.
Newman: Oh no, you wanna play… Let’s play.
Newman grabs Darkwater and picks him up leading him out of the parking lot and into the street!
Carter: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON???
Bennett: Well… this isn’t a BAD idea…
With traffic buzzing by Newman sends the dazed Darkwater stumbling into the road!!!
Aiello: Oh my God this is getting out of hand!
Bennett: Quiet, I wanna see where this goes.
Carter: What the hell is wrong with you???
As Darkwater stumbles into traffic he gets HIT BY A CAR!!! He nails the hood and goes rolling over it and falls flat on his back onto the street. Newman walks confidently into the street, holding his hand up for cars to stop as if he isn’t the least bit worried that one wont stop. The ref follows closely behind, as security and officials run into the street trying to hold back traffic! In reference to what Darkwater did earlier, Newman responds with one foot on the chest as well, holding up his arms in victory.
“ONE!!!”
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KICKOUT!!!
The crowd ERUPTS IN SHOCK!!!
Aiello: HOLY FUCKING SHIT!
“YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
Newman is as shocked as anyone else watching ring now, people are beginning to get out of their cars and take video and pictures, as Newman again waves off the match, and walks across the street to the Hilton where EWC booked the superstars.
Bennett: Well… He did say he was going home.
The camera follows closely behind, this time Newman ignoring it completely. But again we hear a growl from off camera and Darkwater comes crashing in on Newman from behind, and sends himself and Newman through a glass table in the lobby of the luxurious hotel! Darkwater with the cover!
“ONE!!!”
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KICKOUT!!!
Aiello: What the HELL are we witnessing???
Bennett: History in the making!!!
Carter: And both men are refusing to lose!!!
You can hear screaming from the front desk worker as she runs out of camera shot, as police sirens can be heard approaching the hotel.
Aiello: I’m not sure Mac is going to like the bill he is going to get from this.
Bennett: Oh… fuck the bill! He has the cash! Think about the ratings right now!!!
Darkwater picks up Newman and slams his head down on the front desk! Newman stumbles, and Darkwater charges! Newman steps out of the way shoving Darkwater, who goes crashing through a line of computers set up for guests to use!!! The screens flicker with cracks, as Darkwater stumbles to get up. Newman walks over and nails a doubled over Darkwater with a knee to the chin!!! Doubled over himself, a large crowd of people is forming getting to see something they never though the would! We take one quick look inside the arena where the sold out crowd watches on the jumbotron. Newman has Darkwater by the hair, and he circles and hurls Darkwater through a plate glass door leading to the pool area!!!
Carter: This is a lawsuit just waiting to happen.
Darkwater lays motionless on the ground, as guests of the hotel get their children and run.
Newman: GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!!
But, like clockwork Darkwater again begins to “rise from the grave”. Newman can’t believe his eyes! He shakes his head no, and gets ready for a running start… it looks like he is setting up once again for FREE FORM! He runs toward Darkwater but suddenly Darkwater turns and grabs Newman by the throat! He raises him up into the air! In the HANGMAN’S NOOSE!!! He walks him over to the pool… and THROWS HIM DOWN INTO THE WATER!!!
Aiello: HOLY HELL!!!
Darkwater steps down into the water, their blood starting to give a red mist inside the otherwise perfectly clean blue pool. Newman pops up, gasping for air and again gets grabbed by the throat by Darkwater!!! Darkwater takes Newman by the neck and dunks his head under the water holding him down as Newman kicks and splashes! The Captain orders the ref to count!
Carter: Um… I don’t think it works that way… Does holding your opponent under water for three seconds work the same as a pin?
Bennett: I… Um… I don’t know…
Aiello: He is going to drown the man!
The ref keeps waving it off, screaming at Darkwater to let Newman go! Slowly Newman stops splashing around as the waters become calm. Darkwater, still with Newman by the throat, pulls him out of the water, and by his throat throws him up on the pool side as if he had just caught a giant fish. He steps out of the water, and makes the pin on Newman who is coughing and gasping for air. The crowd has since followed the EWC crew and the superstars into the pool area, and they count along, as well as the fans in the arena!
“ONE!!!”
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“THREE!!! YEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!!”
Aiello: Oh my God, I don’t know if I have ever witnessed something like that.
Bennett: What fun!
Carter: Um, guys… We have a new Television Champion!
An official who has followed them over hands Darkwater the belt who pulls it from him and raises it up into the air as he goes and celebrates with the people leaving the pool area, where medical personnel are attending to Newman who is still coughing up water.
With the live audio feed still connected we hear Jessica Stroup announce the winner.
DING DING DING
Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen… Here is your winner… and NEW!!! EWC WORLD Television Champion! CAPTAIN MORGAN DARKWATER!!!
Aiello: Like we said folks, free and on live TV for all to see, a Pay- Per- View quality main event!
Aiello takes a deep breath, as we return to the arena where we join Aiello, Bennett, and Carter on Camera.
Aiello: Wow, what a main event!
Carter: You have to hand it to Newman, he did everything he could to win that match! He got up time and time again when no one thought he could. It took almost drowning the man to beat him!
Bennett: I have to admit, I like Darkwater’s style.
Carter: Hows that? Almost killing a man?
Bennett: Hey, it worked didn’t it?
Aiello: Well it seemed like that’s what the plan was for both men, it was bound to work for one of them. Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m Joe Aiello for Max Carter, and Steve “The Predator” Bennett. From Syracuse! Goodnight Everybody!
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RECAP OF WINNERS
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ANYTHING GOES - FIRST BLOOD MATCH
JOHN BLADE
VS KEITH WILLIAMS
WINNER: Keith Williams
SINGLES MATCH
EMMA LOUISE
VS JACKSON KNOX
WINNER: Jackson Knox
SINGLES MATCH
NOSTALGIA
VS ROB GARCIA
WINNER: Nostalgia
TABLES MADE OF LEGO MATCH
NEO JAMES CARNER
VS AJ JOHNSON
WINNER: Neo James Carner
NON TITLE - NO DQ - TKO MATCH
ANTHONY GRUNGE
VS EDDIE CRANK
WINNER: Anthony Grunge
TAG TEAM MATCH
HOUSEWIVES
VS ANDREW JACKSON & REBEL RHODES
WINNER: Andrew Jackson & Rebel Rhodes
FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE - TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
MORGAN DARKWATER
VS CJ NEWMANN
WINNER: Morgan Darkwater (and NEW EWC Television Champion)
MNB #493 MVP - Morgan Darkwater & CJ Newmann
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