FNR - Montreal, QC - 1/22/09

[Sedition: The Rev]

*The show opens with a shot of a limousine pulling into the parking lot of the Bell Centre, in Montreal. The customized license plate reads “SEDITION”. A collective boo from inside the arena can be heard as the shot appears on screen. The limo comes to a stop. The side door opens and out steps Friday Night Rampage General Managers, The Rev and Gladiator. Rev takes a deep breath in.*

REV: Ahhhhhh. Smell that fresh Quebec air.

*Gladiator takes a deep breath in, tilting his nose up and closing his eyes in the process. He soon begins to cough violently.

GLADIATOR: Smells like French people.

REV: I didn't know French people had a smell.

GLADIATOR: Now you know better.

*As Rev and Gladiator walk towards the back entrance, they find a thin, pasty white Bill Gates look-a-like wearing a lime green suit. It's the ever loyal and faithful Sedition publicist, Skippy Mohophosite!*

REV: Aw crap.

GLADIATOR: Not again. Didn't we get rid of you last year?

SKIPPY: Hey guys. It took me forever to find you again. We must have mistakenly gotten separated.

REV: Yeah, I can see how driving you out into the Nevada desert, shoving you out of a moving vehicle and leaving you for dead could easily come across as a mistake.

SKIPPY: I tried to call you several times but your receptionist always said she'd never heard of me and to drop dead.

GLADIATOR: Yeah that is weird. That receptionist didn't by any chance sound like Rev impersonating a woman, did it?

SKIPPY: Uh, a little. So, now that I'm here, what's the plan? What's my job on this new Rampage?

REV: Your job is to stand out here in the parking lot waiting to mugged and assaulted by an angry frenchman.

*Poor Skippy Mohophosite places his hands in his pockets, hangs his head and turns away. Rev and Gladiator laugh and give each other high fives. They open the back door but are stopped in their tracks as they find Mike Thunder directly in their path. He has his arms crossed and genuinely looks upset.*

REV: Hey buddy. Take it out for a wash and wax, would you please?

*Rev slips the limo keys into Mike Thunder's hands. Thunder immediately tosses them on the ground.*

THUNDER: I'm not a valet. And that's just the problem I wanted to talk to you about. I've been on the show for 3 weeks now and you still have no idea who I am, do you?

REV: Not a clue.

THUNDER: It's Mike Thunder. I've had a career spanning longer than you two combined. You would think after all I've accomplished in my career I'd be treated as more of a star in this place. Yet here I am again this week taking on some nobody rookie. Where's my push? When are you guys gonna start utilizing all my skills instead of wasting them away on opening matches? I think it's about time we sat down and discussed my options, don't you agree?

*Thunder cracks his knuckles and steps a little closer to Rev and Gladiator. They begins to back away.*

GLADIATOR: Well you see the thing is........

REV: Errr..... umm...... hehehe.....

GLADIATOR: So........ uh.......... schedules and all that.........

REV: Gee............. hmmm..................... AHA!

*Rev spins around and grabs Skippy Mohophosite. He pushes him right in Mike Thunder's face.*

REV: We found a job for you, Skippy. You're our new Backstage Liaison with Roster Talent. Congratulations on the promotion. Why don't you get started by sitting down with Mike Thunder here to discuss his options.

*Skippy Mohophosite gulps and looks to Gladiator hoping he'll bail him out.*

GLADIATOR: Great idea.

*Rev and Gladiator enter the building, leaving a visibly frightened Skippy with Mike Thunder. Rev calls out over his shoulder as they disappear down the corridor.*

REV: And give the car a wash and a wax while you're at it.

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LIVE from The Bell Centre in Montreal, QC

*The Bell Centre is jam packed with over 21,000 fans. All are on their feet, screaming, shouting, cheering, pushing themselves around trying to get their French-Canadian mugs on camera. A chant can be heard of,

FNR!
FNR!
FNR!
FNR!

While on the other side of the arena, some of the French speaking fans chant a much less catchy,

Vendredi Saccage de Soir!
Vendredi Saccage de Soir!
Vendredi Saccage de Soir!
Vendredi Saccage de Soir!

Near ringside, a hyperactive looking David Arquette stands next to a relaxed looking Scott Caan, both ready to start the show.*

ARQUETTE: It's Friday Night Rampage, coming to you live from Montreal. To all the fans watching at home, I am David Arquette. Or for you French-Canadian fans watching, Mi nombre es, David Arquette!

CAAN: That's Spanish you idiot!
ARQUETTE: Gimme a break, that's the only other language I know. This is our final episode before the 2010 Rumble in the Bronx, and after last week, I can bet there's a lot of tension going around backstage.

CAAN: Do you mean because French Montana won his choice of entrance numbers, and ended up choosing number 2, or because Rev and Gladiator entered themselves as part of the Rumble?

ARQUETTE: Probably both. Frenchy has been unstoppable lately, and I can imagine it's a bit of a mixed reaction from the boys in the back when it comes to his number. Frenchy will be one of the first 2 men in the ring, which means he'll be a lot more worn out and beaten by the end.... that is to say IF he lasts to the end. But at the same time, Frenchy has been on a unstoppable lately.

CAAN: And as we just saw, Mike Thunder is already a little upset with The Sedition for other reasons. Now with them entering the Rumble that's sure to stir up some resentment too.

ARQUETTE: It's time to take a look at what's scheduled for tonight's show.

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ON TONIGHT'S EPISODE


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UNDERCARD ONE
HARDCORE RULES

Alexzandria McLendon
-vs-
Captain Insanity


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UNDERCARD TWO
REGULAR MATCH

Mike Thunder
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Fletch Baxter


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UNDERCARD THREE
REGULAR MATCH

Victor Hades
-vs-
Bryce Bridges


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MIXED TAG TEAM MATCH

"Tropical Tornado" Ianzky & Dee Jae Stormy

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French Montana & Travis Pusher



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CAAN: I can't wait for that main event. Last week Montana and Ianzky brought down the house.

ARQUETTE: I can't wait for the return of Captain Insanity!

CAAN: You don't have to wait. It's the first match.

ARQUETTE: Good thing. Captain Insanity has a long history with The Sedition. He got his start in this business years ago in the SWA, Rev and Gladiator's old promotion. Then more recently, he had a good deal of success here as part of the HCW brand. Now after much persuasion from The Sedition, their old employee has decided to make a comeback. His first opponent is a newcomer making her debut appearance here in EWC. Alexzandria McLendon.

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Captain Insanity -vs- Alexzandria McLendon

CHIRQUI: “The following match will be fought under Extreme Rules,
Introducing first,
Hailing from New Yoke City,
Standing at 5 feet and 10 inches,
And weighing in at 145 lbs,
“THE BADASS DIVA” ALEXZANDRIA MCCLENDON!!!”

The arena grows dim with a crimson red as the song "You Better Run" by Motorhead hits the PA System. An orange spotlight appears on the center stage as the entrance curtain opens to reveal none other than Alexzandria McClendon walking out on to the stage. Upon sight, Alex is greeted with boos from the capacity crowd and she stops in the orange spotlight. She looks around at the capacity crowd that is continuing to boo her. She smirks and she begins to walk down the entrance ramp. While walking down the entrance ramp, Alex continued to smirk as she felt very confident towards herself. Reaching ringside, she looks around at the crowd and arrogantly sneers as she walks to the ring and climbs up onto the apron. After entering the ring, she walks towards the corner closest to her and climbs up onto the second turnbuckle. She looks around at the capacity crowd and continues to sneer at them while they continue to boo her. After the music cuts and the lighting returns to normal, Alex continues to stand on the second turnbuckle with her full attention directed at the entrance as she awaits the arrival of her opponent.

CHIRQUI: “And her opponent,
Hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada,
Standing at 6 feet and 9 inches,
And weighing in at 250 lbs,
CAPTAIN INSANITY!!!”

The lights dim a little as Tantric's 'Down And Out' starts to play. Captain Insanity steps out from behind the curtain. He pauses briefly, looking down at the ring and his opponent before casually walking to the ring, never taking his eyes off his opponent. Insanity slides into the ring and quickly gets to his feet.

ARQUETTE: “Captain Insanity is one of the most dangerous competitors to ever set foot in the ring. This match is gonna be violent.”

The referee calls for the bell, and Captain Insanity steps outside of the ring. McClendon looks confused. Insanity reaches under the ring and pulls out a crowbar. He throws it into the ring. He reaches under again and pulls out a steel pipe and throws it into the ring. He reaches under again and pulls out a table. He slides the table into the ring and then rolls in. As he gets to his feet, McClendon runs at him. She has the crowbar in her hands. She swings the crowbar at him, but he ducks it. Insanity grabs her from behind and pulls the crowbar to her throat. He begins to choke her out using the crowbar. Insanity releases the choke hold after a few moments. He lifts McClendon up on her feet and tosses her out of the ring. Insanity grabs the steel pipe and climbs up on the top rope. He raises the pipe in the air as McClendon gets up on her feet. Insanity jumps off the top rope and nails her in the head with the pipe. McCledon drops down to the concrete. She is now bleeding from the forehead.

ARQUETTE: “Didn't take this one long to get ugly.”

CAAN: “A Captain Insanity match without blood would be like a private dressing room without a masseuse. Oh wait, you wouldn't know anything about that would you?”

ARQUETTE: “Well, when I was in WCW I only had to share a dressing room with one other guy, and Tank Abbott didn't smell that bad.”

Insanity pulls the ring steps away from the ring. He sets them up in the middle of the aisle. He picks McClendon up. Insanity Powerbombs her onto the ring steps. The back of her head smashes down on the top step. Insanity tosses he back into the ring. He looks under the ring. He pulls out a cookie sheet, shakes his head no and tosses it aside. He reaches under again and pulls out a jerry can of gasoline. A small smile creeps across his face. Insanity rolls into the ring with the jerry can. He picks McClendon up and drags her towards the corner. Insanity sets he up for a Powerbomb facing the corner and executes an INSANITY BOMB. Instead of pinning her he sets the table up in the center of the ring. He points towards the jerry cand and the fans cheer like the sick and twisted weirdos they are.

ARQUETTE: “He wouldn't!”

CAAN: “He started out in the SWA so, oh yes he would.”

Insanity picks up the jerry can and douses the table with the gasoline. He steps outside the ring and asks a fan in the front row for some matches. The fan gladly obliges and hands him a match book. Insnaity steps into the ring and pulls out a match. He strikes the match and drops it onto the table. The table engulfs in flames. Insanity picks McClendon up. He drags her over to the corner. Insnaity sits up on the top turnbuckle. He stands up on the second turnbuckle and lifts McClendon up in a Powerbomb. He jumps off the second rope and Powerbombs McClendon through the flaming table. Insanity rolls her out of the flames and goes for the cover,

1....

2....

3!

CHIRQUI: “Here is your winner by pinfall, CAPTAIN INSANITY!!!”

ARQUETTE: The king of Hardcore is back.

CAAN: Nuff said. Interesting note here. Captain Insanity has drawn the number 29 position in the Rumble in the Bronx. That's second last to enter. The only guy who drew a better spot was Mr. Strange.

ARQUETTE: Entering that late in the event is a huge advantage. You almost guarantee the majority of the people will be eliminated by then.

CAAN: Now let's just hope Alexzandria gave Captain Insanity enough of a warm up.

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*We head backstage where we find Rev and Gladiator quickly rushing through a corridor as Bryce Bridges storms behind them.*

BRYCE: You guys told me last week if I was able to impress you in my match you'd give me another shot at the main event. I literally destroyed my opponent, and where am booked? Am I in the main event? Am I? Can I give you a hint? I'll give you a hint. The hint is...... it's not the main event!

REV: Hold on, I'll get it. Just give me a second.

BRYCE: Stop playing dumb. You promised me another chance at the main event. Tropical Tornado anmd French Montana are getting 2 chances in a row. Why didn't you give me the spot you promised me?

GLADIATOR: We didn't promise you the main event. We said we'd consider it. After much consideration, we decided that main events should be reserved for more established talent.

BRYCE: Oh really, that's why this week is being main evented by two managers and sidekicks!

REV: As part of a larger team effort.

BRYCE: Listen, I'm not giving up until you give me the main event you promised me. You don't want to break promises with me.

*Bryce Bridges steps in front of Rev and Gladiator, blocking their path. Rev searches around frantically for a way out of the altercation.. He spots Skippy Mohophosite leaning close to a female crew member.*

SKIPPY: Seriously baby, I'm allowed to take The Sedition private jet out any time I want. If you give me your number we can get together some time to....

REV: Skippy! Guess what? We have another roster member here in need of your......... what would you call it, Gladiator?

GLADIATOR: Official Roster Liaisoning services?

REV: That's it. Skippy, this is Bryce Bridges. Bryce, this is Skippy Mohophosite. He's all yours.

*Rev shoves Bryce right into Skippy. Both Rev and Gladiator bolt off down the hall.*

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Commercial for the Vancouver 2010 Winter Olympics

Canada's that country up north, EH?

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[Sedition: The Rev]

The scene opens in the backstage hallway of Friday Night Rampage, it seems as if the camera man is running down the hallway because the camera is shaking up and down, and you can hear heavy breathing. Ace Heart comes into the scene, and now it is obvious that both, the interviewer and camera men are running down the hallway, passing by superstars and staff workers.

Ace Heart:
Hurry up, we have to capture this!

They open the doors to the parking lot and run into the parking lot, they begin to look around, and a look of desbelief comes on the interviewers face, he then turns around to the face the camera.

Ace Heart:
Looks like those rumours were just rumours.

James Shark:
You mind moving out of the way, or you two just waiting for me to get you out of my way?

A look of shock comes accross the interviewers face, he turns around, but before he says anything, both him and the camera man move out of James Sharks way, James then takes a few steps forward and opens the door, he begins to wak down the hallway, hes wearing a white shirt that reads "The Reinvention Of Confidence", on the back of the shirt it reads "Dun Kno". As hes walking down the hallway with his luggages he seems in a rush and in a hurry, he begins to look on the walls for signs or directions. The Interviewer finally catches up to him and goes infront of him.

Ace Heart:
James Shark!, If you dont mind I would like to ask you a few questions!

James Shark chuckles, he stops for a momment, and stares at the Interviewer, he begins to shake his head, as if he cant believe what hes looking at.

James Shark:
Get the hell out of my face man...

James Shark brushes the Interviewer, walking forward and ignoring him, the Interviewer then goes in front of him again.

Ace Heart:
Shark!, please, I was told you would be here, and various sources claimed that you signed with the EWC, I just wanted to get your thoughts, I've auctually even written down what I was gonna say before hand.

James Shark stops again, this time looking annoyed, but the look on his face quickly fades away, and now a look of shock is on his face.

James Shark:
Nooo way really?, do you mind if I see it?

Ace Heart:
Well no I don't actually, you look like your in a rush, so if you can, just maybe answer the questions on there that you can.

The Interviewer passes James Shark a crumpled up peice of lined paper that he took out of his shirt pocket, James Shark begins to straighten up the sheet, he then begins to read it, you can hear him mumbling, as hes reading his expressions begin to change, after a few seconds, he looks up at the Interviewer.

James Shark:
It was really smart of you to do this goofy shit, and I appreciate the fact that your happy I'm here, well at least it seems you are, but I gotta say, I can only answer one question on here.

Ace Heart:
Oh yeah, no no, don't worry about it, just hold that answer.

The Interviewer begins to get the microphone ready, and the camera man gets in place, The Interviewer turns on the microphone and looks at the camera.

Ace Heart:
Ladies and Gentlemen, allow me to Introduce to you the newest member of the Extreme Wrestling Corporation Roster, the one, the only, James Shark!, now earlier today, I gave James a list of questions, right now, hes going to choose one from that list, and answer it, all of those questions were made by a professional interviewer, and I'm sure, we are all waiting to see what you have to say James. So whats the question ?

The Interviewer holds the microphone up near James Sharks face.

James Shark:
Well here it says, "How do you feel after knocking someone out"?...

Ace Heart:
Wow, what a fantastic question, and what a great choice!!, you know, James is known for his brutal knockout power, and you have to wonder, after knocking someone out in such a cold way, youd think the person would feel sorry for the person. So James, really, how do you feel after knocking someone out?

James Shark:
Well....

James Shark drops the lined sheet of paper, and in a split second, he steps back, and throws a vicious right hook that you can hear all the way in the cheap seats, Ace Heart spins around and falls down hard. You can hear fans in the arena go "OHHH" James Shark then stands over him tense and looks ready for another knockout. He grabs the microphone that the Interviewer dropped.

James Shark:
When I knock someone the fuck out I usually feel sorry for their soft little ass, but in this case, If I had to, Id do it again, and again, and again bitch.

James Shark begins to laugh, he drops the microphone on the Interviewers head and looks at the Camera Man.

James Shark:
Get the fucking camera out of my face.

James Shark then walks away as the scene fades.

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ARQUETTE: "Newcomer James Shark makes quite the first impression."

CAAN: "Glad I'm not the backstage reporter. Sucks to be him."

ARQUETTE: "Up next we've got Rampage's resident fat guy, taking on Rampage's resident old guy."

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REGULAR MATCH
Mike Thunder -vs- Fletch Baxter

Some up close images of Fletch Baxter's fat is shown on the big screen. The Eye of the Tiger hits the speakers, as the lyrics "Rising up, back on the street" begin Fletch Baxter steps out attempting to jog on the spot. He has a towel around his neck, a pair of work out shorts over top of grey sweat pants, and a poorly fitting muscle shirt hugging his gut. His personal trainer Peppy shouts encouraging words to him. Fletch jogs down the aisle doing aerobics style arm raises and has already broken a sweat by the time he reaches the ring. Fletch rolls under the bottom rope and shadow boxes to warm up.

The lights go out. Thundering sound effects fill the arena. Few lights flicker as Mike Thunder steps out from behind the curtain in his black tights with the name THUNDER on his buttocks, with black boots and kneepads. His dark brown hair is dripping wet and pulled back. He marches slowly to the ring, with the spotlight following every step of his to the ring. He tosses the towel to the crowd as he nears ringside. He walks up the steel steps and climbs the turnbuckle to examine the crowd. He enters the ring from the turnbuckle and runs the ropes before getting amped up, yelling at the crowd.

Mike Thunder stands in the center of the ring, pointing and laughing at Baxter. Thunder waddles around the ring, mocking Baxter. Baxter charges at Thunder, hitting him with a hard football tackle. Baxter begins to pummel Thunder with a series of lefts and right.

ARQUETTE: Let that be a lesson. Never mock a fat guy.

CAAN: That's why I love to harrass you. I could get under your skin as much as I want and you'd never have the strength to tackle me like that.

The referee calls for the bell.

Thunder jabs Baxter in the eye and Baxter rolls off, holding his eye. Thunder climbs to his feet and give Baxter a quick kick to the mid-section before pulling him to his feet. Thunder tries for a suplex but can’t manage to lift the heavy Baxter. In frustration Thunder knees his opponent and delivers a DDT. Thunder starts to showboat to the crowd as Baxter climbs back to his feet. Baxter takes Thunder off his feet with a short-arm clothesline. Baxter picks up Mike Thunder and whips him into the ropes. Thunder bounces off the ropes and is hit with a belly to belly suplex. Fletch Baxter chants start. Baxter raise his arms to the crowds cheers. Fletch Baxter applies a cobra clutch on Mike Thunder and Thunder cries out in pain. The ref asks Thunder if he quits but he shakes his head and fights the hold. Thunder tries to escape but Baxter tightens the hold. Eventually Baxter breaks the hold and tosses Thunder to ringside. Baxter follows him outside the ring. Baxter whips Thunder into the guardrail as the referee starts the count.

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..2

Baxter pushes the ring announcer from his chair and sits down out of breath. The ref looks confused but continues the count.

…3

…4

…5

Thunder climbs to his feet, looking around for his opponent. Finding Baxter sitting beside the commentators, he charges over. Baxter struggles to get to his feet and both men lock up.
…6

…7

Thunder knees Baxter in the stomach and slides him into the ring. [/color]

ARQUETTE: I was getting nervous with them fighting that close to us.

Mike Thunder grabs Fletch Baxter and applies an arm wrench. Baxter fights the hold, screaming in agony. Baxter gets his foot on the ropes and the ref makes Thunder break the hold. Fletch Baxter nails a face buster on Mike Thunder and climbs to the top of the turnbuckle and executes the diving head butt on Mike Thunder.

ARQUETTE: Fletch Baxter, doin it up Bam Bam Bigelow style!

Thunder rolls out of the way at the last second and Baxter crash face first into the ring. Thunder quickly gets to his feet. Baxter crawls to the ropes, pulling himself up, leaning against them as he takes a breather. Thunder charges, sending Baxter of the ropes with a clothesline. Baxter tumbles to the floor. He rolls around, reaching under the ring he pulls out a McDonald’s bag. He starts to reach inside for the food but Thunder grabs him by the hair and pulls him back into the ring. Angry at the loss of his snack Baxter charges at Thunder, Thunder counters with a drop toe hold into the turnbuckle. Thunder pulls Baxter to his feet and nails a pedigree. He rolls Baxter over and goes for the cover. The ref drops to the mat and starts to count.

.1






..2






…3

Mike Thunder wins!


ARQUETTE: Nice win for Mike Thunder. The rookie Fletch Baxter puts up quite a fight in his first match as well.

CAAN: This is another win for Mike Thunder. You think Rev and Gladiator will start giving him some respect finally, or can expect him next week against the janitor?

ARQUETTE: He's walking out of the ring pretty quickly. I wonder where Mike Thunder is going?

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Rev and Gladiator are in their office. They are in the middle of a deep, philosophical discussion. The looks of intensity on their faces indicates that they are in the middle of a disagreement.

REV: “I can't believe you said that.”

GLADIATOR: “Oh, I said it! I'll say it again, and again, and again too!”

REV: “I don't know if I can look at you anymore.”

GLADIATOR: “I don't know how you can so stubbornly hold to such a ridiculous position.”

REV: “Because, Rose was the ultimate Golden Girl. Everyone knows that.”

GLADIATOR: “Rose was just stupid, that hardly makes her the ultimate Golden Girl. I don't understand how you can overlook the comedic genius that is Estelle Getty.”

The door to the office swings open, and Mike Thunder bursts into the office. He walks right up to the desk. And slams his hands down.

THUNDER: “I'm tired of waiting, I want my rematch with Montana. I've won 2 in a row, I've shaken off all the rust and I want to prove that I'm better than him.”

REV: “First of all, never interrupt us when we're discussing 1980's television. There are few things sacred to The Sedition, but you just found one. Second of all, who are you?”

THUNDER: “You know who I am, I'm Mike Thunder, the guy who put away Danielle Deathstrike last week, and the guy who whooped Fletch Baxter earlier tonight.”

Rev looks over at Gladiator confused.

REV: “Who's Fletch Baxter?”

GLADIATOR: “He's that fat guy we met at Best Buy when you were buying the Knight Rider box set. Remember you said that Rampage needed a fat guy so we offered him a job.”

REV: “Oh yeah, and who's this guy who's talking to us now?”

GLADIATOR: “He's Mike Thunder, he's the old guy we hired because we thought it would be good for ratings if we had someone have a heart attack in the middle of the ring.”

THUNDER: I'm also the guy you had this same conversation with earlier tonight![/color]

GLADIATOR: He's also the guy we had this same conversation with earlier tonight.

REV: “And, has he had the heart attack yet?”

THUNDER: “Guys, I'm standing right here. Am I gonna get the match or what?”

REV: “What match?”

THUNDER: “The one I just asked you for. I want French Montana in the main event on the next Rampage.”

REV: “For crying out loud, this is the last time I let Skippy take a bathroom break! If we give you the match, will you get out of our office and leave us alone?”

THUNDER: “Yes.”

REV: “Very well, you've got your match.”

THUNDER: “Good, I'll show you all that I deserve a spot in the main event.”

REV: “Good, now get out.”

Mike Thunder leaves the office. Rev and Gladiator exchange looks.

REV: “Who did he want to fight again?”

GLADIATOR: “I don't know, I'm still stuck on you blaspheming the good name of Estelle Getty, God rest her soul.”

REV: “Well, who should we book him against?”

GLADIATOR: “I don't know. We'll stick him somewhere. I think there's a fat guy on the roster somewhere.”

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Commercial for EDGE OF DARKNESS

Mel Gibson punching guys in the throat for 2 hours is exactly as cool as it sounds!

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[Sedition: The Rev]

ARQUETTE: We are back, and how about those General Managers of ours?

CAAN: Yeah, how about them? They gave me this new electric massage chair to help get me through the rest of the show. It came with this note “Dear son of the son of the Godfather. Put in a good word for us”. These guys rock.

ARQUETTE: That's not what I meant. I'm talking about the fact that twice tonight they've forgotten who Mike Thunder was, and they just made him a promise to have his rematch with French Montana, which they seem to have no interest in keeping. Not to mention they've been promising Bryce Bridges a main event for week, and have no interest in keeping that promise. On top of that they seem more interested in debating the comedy styles of The Golden Girls than watching their own show. And then there's the fact that they came out here last week and announced their entrance into The Rumble in the Bronx, COMPLETELY stealing French Montana's thunder. Where do they get off entering the Rumble in the first place? They've both had their world titles, and now they run half of the EWC, why do they need a title shot? And by the way, how come you get a brand new state of the art chair and I don't?

CAAN: Those delivery guys brought a chair out for you too during the break.

ARQUETTE: Oh yeah. State of the art too. Metal frame with a car battery hooked up to it. A note that reads “Hope this helps cure that Turrets problem”.

CAAN: The nerve of them. Don't they realize there's a difference between turrets and mental retardation.

ARQUETTE: Shut up, Scott! And another thing, they recruit their old buddy Victor Hades, who has spent the last two weeks brutalizing everyone from William Rast to Pence Weatherlight. Now they put him against Bryce Bridges? Are they looking to kill the poor kid?

CAAN: So? Bryce got his main event.

ARQUETTE: It's not the main event yet, Scott! It's like they're just trying to mess with our roster!

CAAN: Geez, is it that time of the month again?

ARQUETTE: I'm fine! It's just I get a little upset when I see such an abuse of power.

CAAN: Just take a breather. Enjoy the next match.

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REGULAR MATCH
Bryce Bridges -vs- Victor Hades

CHIRQUI: “Introducing first,
Hailing from Los Angeles, California,
Standing at 6 feet and 3 inches,
And weighing in at 260 lbs,
“THE INNOVATOR OF AGONY” VICTOR HADES!!!”

The silence of the crowd stirs around the atmosphere of the arena as it suddenly becomes disturbed by the sound of a horrific and deafening scream, a white mist begins to seep through from the ramp way, its swirling life source, only to cast itself lovingly into the air and towards the stage. The crowd looks on worried, each and every face being filled with simple fear as their hearts beat rhythmically with the bright-sensitive flickering lights of death… a sickening blue light only to swoon over the crowd. Just as any search light does when picking sight of its criminal… another one only to follow it in its quest. Suddenly a large circle of fire arises in a quick counter-clockwise motion, before exploding upwards as a tall dark figure appears within the center of the flames. Followed just seconds later by the pounding beats of "Bulletproof" by Five Finger Death Punch, as it blares across the helpless PA system. Exhaling calmly he moves casually down the ramp way with the bright white light behind him, as he slides into the ring in a black t-shirt with his logo design across the front clinging securely to his masculine frame. Stepping to the center of the ring while overlooking the crowd disgusted, he lowers his head and brings his fists over his face. He begins throwing clenched fists pounding against his forehead in a violent manner. Screaming words to himself before snapping his head back as his dreadlocks fly from his face, within that moment all four turnbuckle posts are lit up by the explosive pyrotechnics as they erupt. Holding his arms held high with clenched fists, while he then lowers his arms and calmly exhales turning to the stage awaiting his opponent...

CHIRQUI: “And his opponent,
Coming at you from The Edge Of Seventeen,
Standing at 6 feet and 4 inches,
And weighing in at 254 lbs,
“B DOUBLE” BRYCE BRIDGES!!!”

Edge of Seventeen by Jonas hits the PA system as the lights turn pink and green. Bryce walks out with his trademark zebra capone hat. He walks with a cocky undertone, getting booed every step of the way. He goes to high five a fan who trys return the favor, but before he makes contact, he quickly lows his hand, and gives the fan a pissed off look. Bryce shakes his head in a disapproving manor and moves along. Once at the apron, he takes a step back, takes off his hat, gets a running start, and slides into the ring. Once in the ring, he does the Super Crazy front flip nip-up. He does to the turnbuckle and climbs to the second rope. He makes a chicken wing with his right arm, taunting for the roaring elbow. He climbs down from the turnbuckle. The lights go back to normal and the music fades out as Bryce prepares for the upcoming match.

ARQUETTE: “Bryce Bridges feels he has something to prove tonight, but it's going to be tough to prove a point with Victor Hades standing in your way.”

Hades and Bridges lock up in the center of the ring. Bridges twists Hades' arm and applies a Standing Armbar. Hades ducks out of the armbar and grabs Bridges from behind by the waist. Hades attempts a German Suplex, but Bridges reverses with a elbow to the gut, followed by a Snapmare. As Hades is seated on the mat, Bridges applies a Sleeper Hold. Hades gets up on his feet and delivers a Jaw Breaker. Bridges stumbles back and Hades hits him with a kick in the stomach. Hades delivers a Gutwrench Suplex. He bounces off the ropes and drops down on Bridges with a Senton Splash. Hades picks Bridges up and attempts to throw him to the ropes, but Bridges reverses and catches Hades with a Release Northern Lights Suplex. Bridges climbs up to the top rope. He dives off with a Elbow Smash, but Hades gets his foot up in the air and hits Bridges with a boot to the chin. Bridges stumbles back to the corner. Hades runs to the corner and hits Bridges with 3 consecutive charging shoulders to the ribs. Hades climbs up on the second rope and nails Bridges with the ten punches to the head. Hades steps back and Bridges falls forward and hits the mat. Hades pulls him to the center of the ring and applies a Camel Clutch. Bridges quickly pulls himself over to the ropes and the ref forces Hades to break the hold. Hades picks Bridges up and whips him off the ropes. Bridges bounces off the ropes and Hades catches him with a Spinebuster. Hades goes for the cover,

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Bridges kicks out.

ARQUETTE: Victor Hades is looking pretty agressive so far.”

CAAN: “No surprise there. If you look up agression in the dictionary, there should be a picture of Victor Hades.”

Hades picks Bridges up and lifts him up in a Vertical Suplex. Hades drops him down face first with a Front Suplex. Hades rolls Bridges over and grabs him by the legs. Hades Slingshots Bridges towards the corner. Bridges hits his head on the ring post and falls to the outside of the ring. Hades climbs up on the top rope. As he steadies himself, Bridges jumps up on the apron and climbs up to the top rope with him. The two begin to exchange blows on the top rope. After a few exchanges, Bridges gets the upperhand. He grabs Hades by the head and Superplexes him off the top rope and down to the concrete. Both men hit the concrete hard.

ARQUETTE: “You'd have to imagine that hitting the concrete hurt Bryce Bridges just as much as it hurt Victor Hades.”

CAAN: “I think any competitor on Rampage is probably used to hitting the concrete by now. 99% of our matches have more action outside the ring, than inside.”

Bridges slowly gets up to his feet. He tries to picks Hades up, but Hades trips him down to the ground. Hades climbs up on Bridges back. He grabs him by the head and smashes it onto the concrete. Hades picks Bridges up. He lifts Bridges up in a Powerbomb and drops him onto the barricade. Bridges teeters on the top bar of the barricade with his legs hanging off on one side and his head on the other. Hades climbs up on the apron. He runs along the apron and dives off. Hades flies through the air and drops down on Bridges chest with an Elbow Smash. Bridges falls off the barricade and back down to the concrete. Hades picks Bridges up and tosses him back in the ring. Hades climbs into the ring. He picks Bridges up and delivers a Double Underhook Powerbomb. Hades goes for the cover,

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Bridges kicks out. Hades climbs up on the top rope. As Bridges gets up on his feet, Hades dives off the top rope with a Double Axe Handle. As Hades flies down, Bridges hits him with a Spinkick to the face. Hades drops to the mat and Bridges falls on top of him for the cover,

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Hades kicks out.

ARQUETTE: “Bryce Bridges is refusing to let Victor Hades dominate this match. He refuses to be held down any longer.”

CAAN: “You seem very passionate about this.”

ARQUETTE: “I can't help but cheer for a guy who fights back in the face of adversity. It can really give hope to people who may be struggling in life.”

CAAN: “Gee, I wonder why you would be passionate about that.”

Bridges and Hades both get up on their feet. Bridges runs towards Hades, but Hades levels him with a Clothesline. Hades picks Bridges up and drives his head to the mat with a Jumping Brainbuster. Hades goes for the cover,

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Bridges kicks out. Hades picks Bridges up and sets him up on the top rope. Hades climbs up on the second rope and Bridges hits him with a punch to the head. Bridges rams Hades head onto the the top turnbuckle. He then flips over Hades and slams him to the mat with a Sunset Flip Powerbomb.

ARQUETTE: “Incredible. What resilience by Bryce Bridges. Don't let The Sedition keep you down.”

CAAN: “There you go Dave, live your battle with The Sedition vicariously through Bryce Bridges.”

ARQUETTE: “What's vicarious mean?”

CAAN: “Never mind.”

Bridges gets up on his feet and begins to stomp down on Hades. He picks Hades up and hits him with a knee to the gut. Bridges bounces off the ropes and catches Hades with a Running DDT. Bridges climbs up on the top rope. Hades gets up on his feet and Bridges jumps off the top rope. Bridges hits Hades with a Missile Dropkick. Bridges goes for the cover,

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Hades kicks out. Bridges picks Hades up and whips him off the ropes. Hades bounces off the ropes and Bridges catches him with a Back Body Drop. Bridges climbs up on the second rope. He jumps off and drops down on Hades with a Hero Stomp. Bridges goes for the cover,

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Hades kicks out. Bridges picks Hades up and grabs him by the neck. He lifts Hades up in a Chokeslam, but Hades kicks Bridges in the stomach as he's lifted in the air. Bridges drops Hades down. Hades grabs him and drops him with a Inverted Piledriver. Hades climbs up on the top rope and jumps off. Hades drops down on Bridges with FROM HEAVEN TO HELL. Hades goes for the cover


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Bridges barely gets his shoulder up.

ARQUETTE: “Victor Hades almost had him, but Bryce Bridges still refuses to stay down.”

CAAN: “True, unlike your career, Bryce Bridges is still showing signs of life.”

Hades picks Bridges up. He grabs him to attempt a DDT. Bridges reverses with an Atomic Drop. Hades stumbles back. Bridges charges at him, and hits him with a ROARING ELBOW. Bridges goes for the cover,

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Hades gets his shoulder up. Bridges is noticeably frustrated. Bridges picks Hades up and places him on the top rope. Bridges climbs up onto the second rope and sets Hades up for a Superplex. Hades hits Bridges with an elbow to the head. Hades grabs Bridges in a double underhook and drops Bridges down with ECHO OF ETERNAL DARKNESS. Hades covers Bridges,

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CHIRQUI: “Here is your winner, by pinfall, VICTOR HADES!!!


ARQUETTE: Victor Hades continues his reign of destruction here on Rampage.

CAAN: What a fight Bryce Bridges put up. Not many people can take a beating from Hades and keep standing up like that. Luck just wasn't on Bryce's side.

ARQUETTE: You gotta wonder if The Sedition will finally give him that main event he's been promised.

CAAN: Hmmm...... history would dictate........

ARQUETTE: Not bloody likely. Stay tuned. There's still that Tag Team main event to come, and after this commercial break, a special interview with former X-Division Champion and HCW icon, Haven's Outlaw!

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Commercial for RUMBLE IN THE BRONX 2010

Countdown: 8 days, 22 hours, 23 minutes....

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[Sedition: The Rev]

A few crates are lying around, a few with the tops popped off already and the living room itself is getting close to completion. The room is bare of all decoration with the exceptions of the Red vinyl couches and a fire dimly lit in the room. Rain pelts on the windows hard as the rough winds outside pushes the trees back and forth, branches rubbing against the wall, an obvious design flaw that would have to be dealt with at a later time. As cozy as the current set up was, a hint of tension could be detected in the air.

Whether it was something brooding in Outlaw or the spectacle the weather outside gave off, it remained somewhat of a mystery to Ace Heart. Ace lowers his cup of Starbucks coffee down till Outlaw gave him a quick and threatening glance as he notices he was ready to set it down without a coaster. Quickly without hesitation, he grabbed it from the side table and rested it under his coffee. He dared not to even drink it in risk of getting a single drop on Outlaw's couch.

Ace pulls his tape recorder out as a backup copy and sets it on the table as he pulls his microphone out. The camera man perfectly positions himself to get a shot of the two.

When ever you’re ready we will begin.

Outlaw stared at him for a moment as he looked at the cameraman.

“I invited you here to ask questions, not for a story."

He adjusted in his seat as he looked at the reporter. He was dressed in a black button down shirt and black jeans along with his black jacket. He had shades on to cover his eyes. Veronica was standing behind him with a smile on her face.

Trying not to make it look obvious he was nervous, Ace nods to the Camera man and presses play.

Ace Heart here with Haven Outlaw, former X Division Champion and star in EWC in the HCW division. Outlaw has agreed to be interviewed and so here we are today. Now tell us Outlaw, Is your retirement over? Will we be seeing more of you in these upcoming matches?

Outlaw chuckled as he looked at him.

"My retirement is not the issue here. I will return to the ring when I am ready to. As far as seeing me in matches in the immediate future, that will not happen. I have other things to worry about right now. And before you ask, no my outside deals is none of your damn business."

Wouldn’t even think of it, ace thought to himself. Creepy enough being here, why would he want to know what he does to get all of... this? Ace begins to speak up.

Then is it right to assume that the act of beating up Strange the other day an act of hate towards Strange and not an act for N.A.L?

*Outlaw sneered at the mention of Strange.*

“What I did to Strange was just an example of what happens when I decide to act on my thoughts. The attack had nothing to revenge or hatred. I just thought it would be funny to screw Strange out of something that he wanted." He looked up at Veronica as he thought about the second group that was mentioned. "The fucking New Age Legion is a joke. It was a joke the first time that it came around. The only reason that I was in it was because the loser Pence begged me to join it."

Then it is safe to say you won't be joining them if you ever come back to EWC. What do you think of the new generation of wrestlers out today? Anyone out there you find interesting enough to fight against?

*Outlaw leaned forward as he lowered his shades a little.*

“The NAL is a bunch of pansy that don't deserve to be in the EWC." He smiled as he watched the eyes of Ace. "I haven't been back long enough to give an opinion on the new blood. One that has impressed me is the lady Project Zzyxx. She has been on a roll as of late. Concerning if there are anyone that would peek my interest should I return, you will have to wait and see."

Impressing Outlaw was big, that really doesn't happen too often.

We've only got a few more questions to wrap this up. Understanding you don't want to go too far into your personal life, what can you tell us on why you left and what has driven you at least as far as too getting this close to EWC again?

Outlaw raised an eyebrow as he looked at him before sitting back in his seat.

“A few months ago, I attempted to return to EWC only to leave again for personal reasons. I was requested to appear before the ruling body of a foreign country. They wanted me to help them with a matter that was getting out of hand there." *He stroked Veronica's arms as he looked up at the camera.* “I had always planned on returning to EWC and with the construction of my new home, I have the chance to do that again."

And what an impressive home it is. The final question for the evening is this, when you do come back to EWC, what is your goal? What will you try to accomplish?

*Outlaw grinned as Veronica stepped around the chair and took a seat in his lap.* “What his goal will be when he returns is the same as it has always been. That is pain and destruction. Anyone that gets in his way will feel the full strength of his might." Outlaw smiled as he watched Ace. “What I plan to accomplish is moving up the ranks and taking my place at the top of the mountain. But that is later, for now I am just passing through and causing havoc."

Always fun to do, I suppose. Always contributes to the ratings. Well thank you for meeting us Outlaw. We hope to see more of you on this new season. Oh, of course there is one final question that I think we already know the answer too. When you do join, which division will it be?

*Outlaw looked at him as he stroked Veronica's hair.* “That will be determined upon my return. It is never a good idea to assume because you will just make an ass out of yourself when you are proven wrong. I will say this though." Outlaw looked towards the camera and removed his shades to show his green eyes. “The hands of time and fate have been put in motion. Those of you that turn to a higher source for guidance better start talking to them because when I return, the hearts and souls of those in my path with taken roughly from you. The higher powers won't save you from my judgment." With that said, Outlaw returned his shades and motioned for Ace and the cameraman that they were dismissed.

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ARQUETTE: Haven's Outlaw has been stirring the pot lately. He's had a long running feud with Mr. Strange. I'm betting it gets more heated in the coming weeks.

CAAN: Some harsh words for The New Age Legion as well. He'll definitely be getting a fruit basket from The Sedition if he stirs that pot.

ARQUETTE: I for one would love to see Outlaw back in the ring full time.

CAAN: I'm interested in seeing the in ring debuts of Travis Pusher and Dee Jae Stormy.

ARQUETTE: Nice segue, Scotty!

CAAN: Just reading the cue cards.

ARQUETTE: Let me give you all a bit of background. Last week French Montana and “Tropical Tornado” Ianzky faced off inside the Barbed Wire cage. The winner would get to choose his spot in the Rumble in the Bronx. During the match,. Frenchy's sidekick Pusher came out, tried to interfere and assist Montana. Then Dee Jae Stormy, good friend of Tropical Tornado's, came out to stop Pusher. They got into a little bit of a scuffle outside the cage, which continued for most of the match. French JUST BARELY exited the cage before Tornado. So on one hand you have Tornado looking to get a second chance against French Montana, and on the other hand you have some bad blood between Pusher and Dee Jae Stormy.

CAAN: We've never seen Pusher or Dee Jae Stormy in action.

ARQUETTE: Well we're about to. It's Tag Team action here on Rampage, and it's the main event of the evening.

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MIXED TAG TEAM MATCH

"Tropical Tornado" Ianzky & Dee Jae Stormy

-vs-

French Montana & Travis Pusher

The unmistakable screeching sound of electric guitars from "D'you Know What I Mean" by Oasis hits the speakers as the lights dim to dark... The fans rise to their feet in a HUGE mixed reaction. The snare pops from the music and the lights turn to a gray and black mixture as the television camera goes to complete black and white. As the music continues, out steps the man know as French Montana. Several fireworks and exploding devices continuously set off for a 10 second period.
CHIRQUI: Introducing first.... from Newark, New Jersey....... at a combined weight of 430 lbs...... the team of French Montana and Travis Pusher!

And their opponents.... from Manila, Philippines...... at a lean combined weight of 360 lbs....... the team of “The Tropical Tornado” Ianzky and Dee Jae Stormy!

ARQUETTE: This is the first time we've seen either Dee Jae Stormy or Travis Pusher fighting in the ring.

CAAN: Legally at least.

The music fades and the lights come back on in the arena. Before the bell has even rung, All the four men start to brawl in the ring. Pusher and Stormy are scrapping, as are Tornado and French. The referee has to get in the middle to break it up. He physically pulls Stormy off and shouts at him. He then grabs French by the arms and holds him back from Tornado. After the commotion is broken up the ref finally calls for the bell. He sends one member from each team out on the apron.

French Montana and Tropical Tornado start off the match. They lock up and French easily hoists the much lighter Tornado up on his shoulders. He executes a Samoan Drop. French runs off the ropes and goes for a Leg Drop, but Tornado moves and French just hits the mat. French takes a second to recover from the fall and stands up, as does Tornado. French tries to scoop Tornado up in a Powerslam, but Tornado maneuvers out and lands directly behind him. Tornado picks French up and executes a Back Suplex. Tornado bridges for a cover.

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Kickout. French kicks out hard enough that he manages to kick Tornado in the head as he breaks the pin. French drags Tornado across the ring and tags in Pusher. French bends down and sits Tornado on top of his shoulders. He stands up and stands a few feet away from the corner. Pusher climbs up to the top rope from the outside and leaps through the air, Clotheslining Tornado off of French's shoulders.

CAAN: A Classic Doomsday Device. Frenchy and Pusher have studied their tag team maneuvers this week.

Pusher stands up and dances around like a flamboyant boxer as French steps to the outside. It occurs to Pusher that he's now the legal man. He kicks Tornado a few times while he's down. Pusher picks Tornado up and executes a Swinging Neckbreaker. He then gets up and does some more fancy footwork around the ring. He dances his way to the opposite corner, spins around and slaps Dee Jae Stormy in the face. Dee Jae becomes livid at this. He charges through the ropes and attempts to tackle Pusher, but Pusher hides behind the ref, who gets right in Dee Jae's face and tells him to get out of the ring. Dee Jae starts arguing with the ref.

ARQUETTE: Pusher is playing some mind games with Dee Jae Stormy.

CAAN: He's asking for it is what he's doing.

Pusher grabs Tornado from behind and locks in a Sleeper Hold. Dee Jae finally leave sthe ring, allowing the ref to turn his focus back onto the match. Pusher tightens his grip on the Sleeper. Tornado looks out of energy. The referee gets a closer look to make sure Pusher doesn't have an illegal choke hold on. Tornado's eyes are slowly closing and the referee goes to drop his arm. He drops it down the first time. The ref raises Tornado's arm a second time and drops it. Tornado's arm has now dropped twice.

ARQUETTE: If his arm drops one more time it'll all be over for Tropical Tornado.

The audience sits still as the ref raises Tornado's arm a third time. He lets go and Tornado's arm starts to drop, but Dee Jae Stormy slips back into the ring and kicks Pusher right in the spine. This breaks the Sleeper Hold. The ref forces Dee Jae back into his corner, but he's already accomplished his goal. Pusher is rolling around in pain.[/color]

CAAN: This is Tornado's chance to get a tag in.

Tornado is now crawling along the mat making his way to the corner. On the other side of the ring, Pusher is slowly making his way to his corner. Tornado stands up and lunges forward, tagging Dee Jae Stormy's hand in.. Dee Jae sprints across the ring and jumps in the air, hitting Pusher with a knee to the back as he's inches away from making the tag. Pusher falls forward and misses the tag. Stormy picks Pusher up and drags him away. French Montana tries to climb in to help his partner, but the ref forces him out. Stormy bends Pusher backwards and executes a reverse DDT. Stormy picks up Pusher and holds him from behind. He walks over to Tornado in the corner, and Tornado starts laying in chops to Pusher's chest. The ref doesn't notice this because he's still forcing French into the corner. French screams at the ref and tries to tell him what's going on but he doesn't listen. Tornado is now hitting Pusher in the head. As the ref finally turns around, Stormy drops Pusher to the mat. Stormy falls on top of Pusher for the cover.

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The count is broken as French comes into the ring and pulls Stormy off of Pusher. The ref stands up and pushes French back into the corner for the second time. French is visibily frustrated.

ARQUETTE: I don't know whether it's a good strategy to keep Montana out of the match, or a bad strategy to keep Montana out of the match.

CAAN: Judging by the look on Montana's face, I'd say bad. You ever seen a dog that was caged too long?

The ref turns back to the match as Dee Jae Stormy makes the tag to Tropical Tornado. Stormy climbs to the top rope in one corner while Tornado climbs to the top rope in the opposite corner. Stormy dives off first and hits a Five Star Frog Splash on Pusher. He quickly rolls away just as Tornado comes down on Pusher with another Five Star Frog Splash. Stormy exits the ring and Tornado goes for another cover.

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Pusher kicks out! Tornado whips Pusher into the corner and charges into him with an Backwards Avalanche. He lays Pusher in the center of the ring and makes the tag back to Stormy. Both men climb to the top ropes again on opposing sides of the ring. Tornado jumps off first and hits a 3rd Five Star Frog Splash. He rolls out of the way as Stormy gets ready to leap off.

ARQUETTE: Pusher may have kicked out once, but I have a feeling he won't recover a second time.

Stormy is getting ready to leap off the top rope when suddenly French Montana appears on the top turnbuckle in his corner. He races across the top rope, balancing on the thin rope all the way over to Dee Jae Stormy. French delivers a Spinning Wheel Kick, knocking Stormy off the top rope and sending him flying backwards. He crashes straight through the French broadcast table.

”Naturellement! Ceci se produit toujours à nous des immigrés !!!”

The ref gives French a final warning. Tornado tries to enter the ring to fight, but the ref forces him out too. Tornado and French are both forced to wait in the corners as their partners come around. Pusher is out cold in the middle of the ring. Stormy is rolling off the ruins of the French broadcast table. After more than a minute Pusher starts to crawl toward his corner. Dee Jae Stormy is pulling himself onto the apron and through the ropes. French is stretching his hand as far into the ring as he can while Pusher reaches up. Stormy staggers into his corner. Pusher finally reaches far enough to make the tag. French comes charging into the ring. Stormy tags Tornado. French flies through the air and takes Tornado down with a Cross Body Block. He climbs on top of Tornado and unloads a fury of rights and lefts. Tornado only takes a few dozens punches before he manages to headbutt French, sending him flying backwards. Tornado picks up French and locks up with him. Tornado is caught off guard when French elbows him to the gut. Tornado hunches over, trying to catch his breath. French locks up with him and whips Tornado into the corner. Tornado hits the corner but staggers forward, hitting French with a Running Forearm. Tornado picks up French and shoves him into the corner. Tornado backs up and comes running toward French, but French leaps forward first and hits Tornado with a Spear to the gut. French covers him for the pin.

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Tornado kicks out. They both stand up. French knees Tornado in the groin and bends him over. He lifts Tornado above his head and drops him on the top turnbuckle with a vicious Turnbuckle Powerbomb. French goes for the cover again.

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Tornado kicks out again. French picks Tornado up again and rakes him in the eyes. French gets ready to lock up with Tornado, but Tornado turns the tables by raking him in the eyes and then hitting him with a Superkick to the jaw. French goes down. Tornado picks up French and delivers a Front Russian Leg Sweep. He lays French out and then climbs to the top rope. Tornado signals for his finisher and the fans go nuts. Tornado leaps off with the rope with a Springboard Corkscrew, landing the TORNADOSAULT and immediately going for a cover.

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The count is broken as Travis Pusher reenters the ring and hits a Leg Drop to the back of Tornado's neck. The ref tries to get control of the match and force Pusher out, but Dee Jae Stormy's approach is more effective. He tackles Pusher over the top rope. Both men flip over the ropes and land on the poor French broadcaster who was trying to fix his table. The broadcaster goes out.

CAAN: It looks like after all this chaos, we're down to just Tornado and Montana in the ring again.

Tornado is standing up and shaking his head to clear the dizziness. French gets up. Tornado rolls him up into a Small Package pin.

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Another reversal from French. He has Tornado's shoulders to the mat.

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DING, DING, DING!

CHIRQUI: “The winners of this match, the team of French Montana and Travis Pusher”.


ARQUETTE: Unbelievable. Non stop action, non stop interferences, non stop control shifts....

CAAN: And non stop pins.

ARQUETTE: With that, French Montana picks up his second win over Tropical Tornado. He heads into Rumble in the Bronx undefeated, and holding the number 2 entrance. Meanwhile Tropical Tornado for the second week in a row narrowly misses a win over Montana. That's all the time we have tonight. Join us next Sunday night, live on Pay Per View for the Rumble in the Bronx!. We'll see you then.

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*We go backstage one final time, where General Managers Rev and Gladiator are carefully plotting their strategies for the upcoming Rumble in the Bronx. They do not by working out or doing anything productive, but by playing an advanced copy of Brawl vs Rampage: The Video Game on the XBOX 360.*

REV: This is how I'm gonna do it. Over the top rope just like so.

GLADIATOR: Good luck getting past me. I have an arsenal of new moves at my disposal.

REV: Haha! It'll be no match for my deadly finisher, the X,Y,B,B,Left,Right!

*A shadow is cast over Rev, Gladiator, and the game screen. The camera backs up to show Bryce Bridges standing over them. Rev and Gladiator stand up abruptly.*

REV: Bryce! Good to see you again!

BRYCE: Word around the locker room is you're looking to stiff me 3 weeks in a row. You promised me a main event. I want it.

GLADIATOR: Oh, Skippy?

*This conversation is interrupted by Mike Thunder, who storms in and kicks a hole in the wall.*

THUNDER: I've heard talk that you guys are planning on putting me against another newbie next week. I'm a former world champion. I want my respect. Where's my rematch with Montana?

REV: Where are you, Skippy?

*French Montana's music fades out inside the arena. He storms into the scene still limping and sweating from the match he just finished.*

FRENCH: What's the deal with you guys entering yourself in the Rumble? You had the nerve to steal my spotlight last week?

GLADIATOR: It's all a misunderstanding. Once Skippy gets here he'll explain it all.

*Thunder, Bryce and Montana are now joined by Tropical Tornado, who's just stormed into the scene with Dee Jae Stormy.*

TORNADO: Rev, Gladiator, I was told I'd be featured in a weekly interview spot as part of my Misadventures series. Now my air time is being stolen by you two each week. What gives?

REV: You see, Skippy's always disappearing like this. Why don't I just excuse myself to go find him.

*Yet another roster member, this time Captain Insanity joins the mob.*

CAPTAIN INSANITY: You guys call this catering? This is worse than Skippy's table scraps you used to feed us in SWA. I was promised better treatment this time around.

GLADIATOR: It's just like that no good wiener to abandon us in our time of need like this.

*Finally, brand new signed rookie James Shark appears in the crowd.*

JAMES SHARK: You guys sign me to Rampage, promise me a major push, and I get completely passed over for the Rumble in the Bronx? Even Bruce Danger's in the Rumble. Where's my spot?

THUNDER: You guys are supposed to be managers. Start managing!

*The large group of disgruntled roster members all start talking and bickering over each other. Rev and Gladiator are sweating.*

GLADIATOR: Well, we're managers. Better start acting like it.

REV: Agreed................ NINJA VANISH!

*Rev drops a smoke bomb in the midst of the crowd. Nothing can be seen for a few seconds until the smoke clears. The roster is left on their own searching around for Rev and Gladiator, who are seen running down the hall like cowards. The show fades to black*

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RECAP
Captain Insanity defeats Alexzandria McLendon (match written by Gladiator)
Mike Thunder defeats Fletch Baxter (match written by Captain Insanity)
Victor Hades defeats Bryce Bridges (match written by Gladiator)
French Montana & Pusher defeats Tropical Tornado and Dee Jae Stormy (match written by The Rev)