MNB #428 - CALGARY

[President Mac]

WARNING: This live event contains stunts performed by professionals or under the supervision of professionals and maybe unsuitable for younger viewers. Accordingly EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any stunt or activity performed in this live event.

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents

MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL

EPISODE 428
JUNE 15th 2015



^{Monday Night Brawl is a professional wrestling television program for Extreme Wrestling Corporation (EWC) that currently airs on ESPN, Spike, SkySports, huluPLUS and TSN2 in Canada. The shows name, which is sometimes stylized as MNB, is also used to refer to the Brawl brand, in which EWC employees are assigned to work and perform on that program. The show originally debuted in North America on the CTV & ESPN Network on April 7,1997. It remained there for a number of years until Brawl was moved to SPIKE TV and SYFY. In 2008, the show was moved to Showtime HD, SciFi HD, SkySports and the new TSN2. Since its launch in 1997, Brawl continues to air on Monday nights. Brawl is generally seen as the company's flagship program due to its longer history, higher ratings, and emphasis on pay-per-views. It is the second longest running weekly episodic television show in history}

» THE ROAD TO NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS XII

Live from the Scotiabank Saddledome in Calgary, Alberta, Canada

EWC BRAWL
June 15th 2015
Live from the Scotiabank Saddledome in Calgary, Alberta, Canada
Commentators: Joe Aiello & Jeremy Piven
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Head Ref: Earl Hebner
Backstage help: Ace Heart

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OUTSIDE THE ARENA

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Just outside the arena entrance, a small crowd has gathered around EWC pseudo-star Metal Black. She's signing autographs and taking pictures with fans. While not quite the height of notoriety, the onlookers are pretty excited about meeting any EWC wrestlers, even the newer ones. Interviewer Ace Heart wades through the gathered fans to point a microphone at Metal Black.

Ace Heart: Metal Black, if I can get a word. Which side do you back in the war between Team Mac and the Coalition?

Metal Black: Ace, I couldn't give a hot shit.

Metal Black doesn't even look up from the program pamphlet she's signing. Ace looks absolutely stunned by how sudden of a response he got.

Ace Heart: Well then. Strong words from Metal Bl--

Metal Black heaves a sigh, rolls her eyes, and abruptly snatches the microphone from Ace Heart's hand.

Metal Black: Ace, you really want my opinion? The Extreme Wrestling Corporation's like, wedged, I guess, between the Extreme part and the Corporation part. Me, I don't care about either of 'em. I'm here for the Wrestling part, that big ol' W in the middle that people seem to be forgettin' about.

Tonight, I got a match. It's not with Team Mac, and it's not with the Coalition. Unless one of 'em changes their name to Team Emma Lockheart, they're none of my business. You wanna know what team I'm on?

Metal Black tugs open the edges of her jacket, revealing a black T-shirt with large, white letters printed across it.

Metal Black: And before ya even ask, nah, nobody on this team but me. That's how it's always been, and I figure, hey, that's prob'ly how it's always gonna be, ya got me? Tonight, Team Metal Black is gonna go out there and push the only agenda it knows: bad ass wrestling. No goal here but winning, no end game but puttin' on a show worth watchin'. That is, if Emma Lockheart hasn't already got cold feet. And if anybody else is about it, I'll be here, in Calgary, all night.

Ya got anything else, Ace?

Ace Heart: No, I... think that about covers it. Thank you.

Metal Black casually hands the mic back to Ace. He starts to push his way out through the sea of fans, and Metal Black goes back to posing for pictures and cracking jokes with the people around her.

"Follow" by Breaking Benjamin blasts in the Stadium.

The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night Brawls Eighteen year history. From episode 001 all the way down to last weeks episode 427.

Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator and then The Rev all with the World Championship. 

This is followed by highlights of showcasing our Champions: Kurt Newman, Derek Wellings, Shadow Man, Nathan Creed, Mark Storm and Ruthless Aggression

There is a pause as the video package splits in half, one half dedicated to Memphis Reigns & the other half dedicated to MadDawg with the final wording ..




"In Loving Memory ... We will never forget"


The feed fades once more, this time to:



The opening pyros hit and here we go.

The energy in the SCOTIABANK SADDLEDOME is electrifying.

Spotlights circle around the arena as the 70,000+ 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

MNB

MNB

MNB

MNB

The fans are shown cheering loudly as the camera feed pans back and forth! Home made signs are pumped up and down as fireworks emit behind them, adding yet another reason for the excitement in the arena!

The fans cheer loudly as the show opens with Shadow Man standing in the ring. A large smile is upon his face as he waves at the masses, only for them to cheer and offer their affection in return. Dressed in a track suit, Shadow Man continues soaking in the cheers as the show gets underway.

Aiello: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Monday Night Brawl! As you may have noticed, the festivities are already underway! Shadow Man is.. here.

Piven: Absolutely! This is sure to be good, one way or another. Shadow Man is a beloved member of the roster. It's always good to see him. Though, I have to ask. Based on recent events, is he really taking his match against Xplode that seriously? I mean.. he should. 

Aiello: Agreed. There is no one in this industry as dangerous as the Destroyer of Worlds.. Xplode. Let's get to the ring, and see what the Shadow Man has to say.

The fans continue to cheer as Shadow Man nods and tosses freshly wrapped tacos in to the crowd! Finally, once the bag is empty, he speaks..

Shadow Man: That's right folks. Tacos are in full effect once again and we are in business! Three long weeks, multiple man hours,  and a few cases of booze.. and Shadow Man's Taco Emporium is up and running once again!! It's happy times!

The fans continue to cheer as Shadow Man smiles with pride.

Shadow Man: It's almost time, folks. Soon, ol' Shady here will be stepping in to the ring to face his greatest challenge in his career! I have been putting some serious thoughts on my next match over the last few weeks, and I have come to the conclusion that my next opponent may just have the skills to put me away for good! I mean, he looks mean, right? He has lots of wrinkles, right? Oh.. did I mention that he is like 60 years old too? I am literally shaking in my-

"I Stand Alone" by Godsmack begins to play loudly now as the fans stand up and cheer!

Aiello: UH OH! LOOK WHO JOINED THE PARTY!!

Piven: It's XPLODE!!! It's about damn time too! I am sick of hearing this chump.

Aiello: These two men have not been in the same room in weeks. This should be something to see.

Xplode storms down the rampway and arrives at ringside, glaring up at Shadow Man with a murderous gaze. He then steps up the metal stairs and cautiously enters the ring, looking down at the mat and noticing one lone taco that had not been handed to the fans. With his theme song still playing, Xplode steps on the taco and firmly smashes it into the mat, his eyes never leaving Shadow Man the entire time. The theme song slowly fades out and the arena is literally shaking from the excitement!

Shadow Man: Not cool, man. That was an innocent taco.

Xplode: You know what else is not cool? The fact that you stand in MY ring and make a damn mockery out of this sport! That is what is not cool!

The fans explode with applause as Xplode steps towards Shadow Man. Shadow Man does not flinch at all.

Xplode: That crap you were just saying, about how I have the skills to beat you? It's tired, man. We have heard you say that stuff for years and let me tell you, it wasn't funny back then either.

Shadow Man: Well, I thought it was pretty funny myself.

Xplode: That's the problem. You have always been.. about yourself. For the last month, you have been preaching that you are all about this company. You claim to be the face of the EWC and that no one can put a dent in your reality field, so to speak. Well, let me put things in perspective for you? Look at the names that you have taken down.. and then look at the support from the office that you have received during those times. You have NEVER truly fought a match on even ground as your opponents.. but that is all about to change. For years, the EWC has been scratching your pimpled back and helping you get over in your matches and what have you done in return?!

Shadow Man: I supplied the world with tasty tacos?

The fans start to laugh and cheer. Xplode does not see the humor in this.

Xplode: Tacos... right. The only thing that you have done in return is hold your damn hand out and given nothing back to this company! You aren't the face of the EWC at all.. you are a piece of shit. For all the crap that I have said about President Mac, I have always held true to one fact! I have always given Mac the respect for what he has achieved here and furthermore.. I have always known that HE is the face of this company.. not you. The only thing funny right now is the fact that he is backing you, once again like he has done so many times before, instead of me. I mean, let's face it... I am the one fighting for this company here.

Shadow Man: Look, if this is about you destroying my truck, it's already forgotten. I was able to use the insurance check and buy a better one with-

Xplode: THIS ISN'T A DAMN COMEDY SKETCH!

Xplode gets right up in Shadow Man's face as the fans cheer loudly! Suddenly, the arena becomes very serious!

Xplode: Do you truly understand what I am going to do to you? Have you taken even a second to look into my history in this industry, and educated yourself as to what I am capable of?! I am not stepping into that ring, at Night of Champions, just to simply put you down for a three count. No, I am not going to be satisfied until I put your ass under the damn ring, so deep that no one will ever hear you talking again! THIS... IS.. HOW.. I ... DO.. BUSINESS!

Xplode looks to the side a moment, and then he speaks one more time.

Xplode: THIS... IS HOW THE WAR WILL END!

The fans cheer as neither man speaks for a time. Finally, Shadow Man tries to regain his composure.

Shadow Man: Well, that's fine. I can respect that. In return though, I just want you to know that I have taken you very seriously... well, as serious as you deserve to be taken. I mean, look at you! You are a shell of the man that you used to be, Jaden! At one time, you were a very mean looking warrior with a huge nose! You tore through this line up and made quite a name for yourself! Of course, that little streak ended when I walked out to the Rumble in the Bronx and made sure that you didn't win it all.. remember that? Now THAT.. was a good comedy. You see, I have always been one step ahead of you. That's just how I roll.

Xplode: One step ahead of me? I think your view on history is a little warped, bud. Don't think for a second that I have forgotten how you got in my way two years ago. As a matter of fact, I was counting on you placing yourself in this match so that I could pay back the favor first hand! I knew your over blown ego would not allow President Mac to have the honor of facing me for the company! It was inevitable that you would come on down and do what you do. This has been your way of doing business for years now. Sadly, that little charade has now worked against you! Since my return, I have taken a spot in the front office, put away Jay Cee, and made the EWC my playground. You are the last piece of my plan. You always have been. Think bigger here, if that is possible. This entire war... the shaking up of the company.. it's always been about getting even for the injustice that was put upon me. YOU... were always my target. I have been planning for this match for a very long time. At Night of Champions.. your ass belongs to me.

The fans begin to cheer as Shadow Man looks almost worried. Stepping away, he smiles as he motions for the crowd to calm down.

Shadow Man: You really need to calm down, dude. They make pills for that type of thing. I need to head out though because tonight is opening night in my taco emporium!! At Night of Champions, you will get your little chance to get even with me. Rest assured though, you are going to leave as unhappy as you did at the last Rumble in the Bronx. This is my company, man. Ask around in the locker room if you do not believe me. See you soon, sweetie!

Shadow Man exits the ring and heads up the rampway as the fans cheer.

Xplode: Oh.. before you go. You might want to give your insurance company another phone call!

The video screen above the entrance lights up as we see Shadow Man's taco truck! Various Coalition members usher the customers away.... and a wrecking ball truck pulls up with James Kash behind the wheel! Shadow Man is shown shaking his head as he begs the truck to stop!

Xplode: Get that piece of crap out of my parking lot. It's an eye sore.

James Kash swings the ball and nails the truck, toppling it over to it's side! Sam Attic is then shown lighting what looks to be a bottle of liquid, only to throw it into the open window of the truck! The truck immediately explodes in a ball of fire!!! The fans begin to scream in excitement!

Aiello; OH NO! NOT AGAIN!

Piven: (Laughing)

Shadow Man: No... no. My tacos!!

The feed switches to Xplode in the ring.

Xplode: Are you laughing now?

The feed slowly fades out.

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COMMERCIAL BREAK

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The choice is yours.


It's time for the showdown.


Over 20 current superstars and 12 legends of the past.


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* Xplode Unlockable Character
* Xplode Retro Attire: "Rumble in the Bronx"
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* Jay Cee Unlockable Character.
* Mike Corral Unlockable Character.
* President Mac: Retro Attire
* Terry Jones Manager Character
* Level-One Unlockable Character
* Xplode specific storyline; "Rumble in the Bronx 2013"
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[President Mac]

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BACK IN TIME

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By now you've probably figured out what's about to occur right about now, seeing as there's no backstage shenanigans, no matches, no commercials...

YES, we are once again transported back in time, going further back than ever before... in theory.

We are in the realms of the cavemen and women! Neanderthals! What are they doing, you ask? Well SHUT UP, because it's not much, since iPods haven't been invented yet. Neither has the wheel, apparently, as they drive around in Flinstones-esque cars with square wheels. It's a very slow and bumpy ride.

Anyway, men drag women by their hair back to their caves, other men throw rocks at... cave-dogs or something... because that's how you hunt when you're a fuckin' idiot.

So there's not much going on as has already been said. I mean, we could wax poetic on the lush forests and glorious volcanoes and unfettered plains and all the amazing majestic cave-animals that may or may not even have existed during this particular era.

But now... ACTION! ACTION! A woman rushes from a cave screaming all this "Ook! Ook!" shit, but thanks to subtitles, you don't need to see me typing "Ook! Ook!" ever again.

"What has happened?" a caveman exclaims.

"He tried to bite me!" she shrieks.

"Who tried to bite you?"

"ME, you motherfuck!"

The pair, as well as many other cave-folks turn to behold a voice coming from said cave which didn't need subtitles. Actually, for the cave-people still out there today, the subtitles say "Ook! Ook!"

Dressed in the finest animal pelts and bones stands a familiar figure emerging from the cave.

It's Living Dead Karl in all his pre-historical glory!

The caveman glares at LDK as he approaches the two.

"Youuuuuu stank-ass BITCH! I wasn't done wuh-with you yet! And as far as YOUUUU go, you Geico caveman ree-reject, you keep eyeballin' me I-I'll sssssssUCK the eyeballs outta your HEAD!"

"You stay away from her!"

This is hardly Shakespearean prose here, folks. They're cavemen, what do you want?!

"Yeah? You see this here though?" He says as he raises his arm to reveal he was holding a torch all this time.

Never having seen something like it before, the caveman is intrigued. "What... is it?"

"It's FIRE, bitch!" LDK shouts as he shoves the torch right into the caveman's face, setting him on fire.

All around are equal parts intrigued themselves but also in a state of panicked confusion. The aflame caveman runs around screaming and bumping into other cavemen and women, inadvertently setting them on fire too! Eventually the entire tribe is a marathon inferno of insanity!

Meanwhile, the cavewoman from earlier is aghast at the whole situation when she suddenly gets a tap on her shoulder. She turns around, only to be cracked on the head with a club, dropping to the ground instantly.

LDK looks down at his conquest, but soon his look of satisfaction is replaced with one that is clearly unimpressed.

"Ehhh, I don't a-actually waaaaant you anymore." he says as he walks back to the threshold of his cave. HE looks on at the devastation of the entire tribe and smiles, knowing soon he'll have a wonderful banquet of barbequed Neanderthal.

But before than can occur, he shakes his head. "Too bad. If these, these punks had just le-leeeeet me rule over them and take their women, oh, sorry, CAVEwomen, theeeeen, uhhhhhhhhhh, then I MIGHT have let 'em onto THIS!"

The scene ends with him rolling out a stone wheel he allegedly constructed. The scene fades to black as the screams and "Ook! Ooks!" can still be heard as well as the crackling sounds of fire.

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MATCH 2

JTC Vs BRANDON NYTRUS
MATCH WRITER: Nick James

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Jessica Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, standing 6’9”, weighing in at 267 lbs, from South Boston, Massachusetts, he is BRANDON NYTRUS!

"Stricken" by Disturbed blasts throughout the arena as the crowd begins to boo; Brandon Nytrus comes through the curtain slowly and walks to the top of the ramp. He stops and looks up and around at the arena. He waits and takes it all in. He begins to walk to the ring at a slow pace. He stops for a moment in the middle of the ramp to bark at some fans then continues to the ring. He gets to the steps and slowly walks up them and stops in the center of the ropes. He puts his fists out to his side and screams out. The crowd is now booing louder than ever. He enters the ring and walks slowly to the corner and hops up onto the second rope and sticks his fists out again. He screams louder and flexes as he puts his arms down.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent, from Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Standing 6’3” and weighing 238 lbs, he is JTC!

"Phenomenal" by Eminem hits over the pa system as smoke fills the stage. JTC appears from behind the curtains and starts walking out taunting the fans as he gets to the ring and slides in.

Nytrus and JTC dance around the ring as they square each other up, preparing to attack. Nytrus initiates the first contact lunging at JTC, locking up in the middle of the ring. JTC gets the upper hand, whipping Nytrus into the ropes, but in an instant, Nytrus lands a hard shoulder sending JTC to the mat. JTC is quick to get up as Nytrus throws a punch, which is blocked and counter with a right and then a left, startling Nytrus a bit. As JTC lunges forward, Nytrus regains his composure grabbing JTC and throwing him into the ropes, but like in reverse fashion, this time Nytrus is met with a counter as JTC hits a flying clothesline, going for the pin early.


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Aiello: So close

Piven: Yet so far

JTC gets Nytrus up to his feet and pushes Nytrus into the corner. JTC begins landing a combination of punches and ends with a kick to the side. JTC attempts another combination of punches but Nytrus sensed this and grabbed JTC and threw him into the corner. Nytrus tried to get on the offensive but once again JTC’s speed proved to be too much as he countered himself out of the corner and had Nytrus in it again. JTC landing a bunch of quick rabbits punches to the stomach of Nytrus; he caught him off guard and landed a quick spinning kick to the head sending Nytrus to the mat. JTC scrambled for another quick pin.


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Aiello: I thought JTC had that one

Piven: Nytrus is a big big big big big big big big big big big big .. I need to piss

JTC slaps the mat, showing a little bit of frustration. The bigger Nytrus is hard to keep down. JTC and Nytrus are now standing as JTC runs off the ropes, coming at Nytrus full speed. In the moment Nytrus thought he was going to clothesline him so he drops a shoulder in anticipation, but JTC baseball slides under him, grabbing a leg in the process and tripping Nytrus. JTC is now outside dragging Nytrus to the corner rope.

Aiello: This might get nasty

JTC grabs ahold of Nytrus left leg, and slams it into the metal pole, causing Nytrus to howl out a terrifying scream. The ref runs over to the rope to warn JTC of his actions but he doesn’t listen, striking his leg against the pole one more time. Nytrus is grabbing his face in agony as the ref warns JTC of a potential disqualification. JTC looks up and scales the apron, hoping to the top rope with ease. He looks around the arena who are giving him mixed reactions, and he drops down, landing feet first onto Nytrus chest. Nytrus propels up gasping for air as JTC covers again


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Piven: I'm back.. good piss

The ref notices that half of Nytrus foot is still under the rope and stops the count. JTC drags Nytrus to the middle of the ring and goes for another pin.


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Aiello: So close - almost won right there

Piven: I almost sharted once.. doesn't count unless it happens. Almost doesn't count

Nytrus puts his arm up last second. JTC hops to his feet quick and bounces off the rope, landing a devastating leg drop. He flips over and covers Nytrus


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Aiello: Kickout

Piven: Even the def and blind are aware.. but thank you captain obvious

JTC hops to his feet again and begins to work on that injured leg. Kicking and stomping it with no mercy, Nytrus is helpless in the middle of the ring to do anything. JTC backs up and Nytrus tries to stand, but can’t since the pain is too severe. He gets to his knees before he is met with a kick to the chops from JTC, sending him back to the canvas. JTC picks up Nytrus one more time, as he’s wobbly and can barely stand. JTC looks around and strikes Nytrus in his left knee, dropping him to 1 leg. JTC goes behind him and connects with the KNOCK-OUT KICK dropping Nytrus to the mat out cold. JTC puts one foot on him as the ref counts


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Piven: Thank GOD .. I need to piss again

Aiello: Maybe don't order the big gulp next time

Piven: Maybe shut the f---k up 


Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner by pin fall, JTC!


JTC raises his hands in the middle of the ring as he looks around and smirks. He goes through the bottom ropes and proceeds to the back while Brandon Nytrus remains unconscious in the center of the ring.

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COMMERCIAL

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MATCH 3

EMMA LOCKHEART Vs METAL BLACK
MATCH WRITER @cannabis

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The lights dim as a few acoustic cords get strummed over the PA. As "Conditions of my Parole" by Puscifer hits in full blast, Metal Black emerges from the back in a leather jacket and... frankly, not a whole lot else. With a pool cue slung over one shoulder and a Black & Mild cigar tucked between her lips, she takes her time making her way down the ramp. She high fives fans, she stops to lean over the guard rail and let them take pictures with her, and otherwise seems to be having the time of her life.

Metal Black leans her pool cue up against the apron before sliding under the bottom rope and into the ring. She paces around a bit before putting her cigar out on one of the turnbuckles, then flicks it to the floor and pull herself up on the corner. The cheers of the crowd heighten for a moment as she grabs the edges of her jacket, hesitantly... then tugs it from her shoulders, tossing the jacket to the referee and revealing what might well be the lewdest ring attire in professional wrestling.

Stroup: First, Hailing from the Motor City, Detroit Michigan...METAL BLACK!!

Aiello: Metal Black has been making scrap out of the female roster since joining EWC; she has been absolutely impressive since signing the contract.

Piven: Anybody willing to dance naked to Motley Crew records in Motown is not somebody to be trifled with; trust me. You should've heard what she threatened to do to my colon with that pool cue if I touched her chili cheese fries ever again!

Aiello: That reminds me...I'm missing some cupcakes my wife made me from the fridge. *looks at him suspiciously* You wouldn't happen to know anything about it, would you?

Piven: *burps and wipes crumbs off his lap* Nope, JoJo; can't help you there.

As "Celtic Invasion" hits, Emma bursts through the curtain, dancing along with the music. The crowd begin to cheer as she pumps them up, ready for the fight ahead. She makes her way down to the ring, slapping hands with fans along the way, before sliding in under the bottom, and jumping up onto the nearest second rope, posing for the fans.

Stroup: And her opponent, hailing from Hove, United Kingdom...EMMA LOCKHEART!

Aiello: Can Emma Lockheart break Metal's momentum tonight?

Piven: You know, maybe she should come out to the ring with a shillelagh like Fit Finlay used to do.....hey, what the hell...

Tony Savage: *cracking open a Sam Adams behind them* Evening, bitches!!

Piven: Oh, goodie, the guy responsible for my tinnitus. Serious, T., are you still pissed I got drunk and deuced in your Yukon at Can's housewarming party?

Aiello: You WHAT?!

Savage: Yeah, Mr. Selfridge here got gassed out his skull and left a batch of ass brownies in my driver's seat. We're gonna settle up on that little nugget later, you nut! Right now, I'm just here, getting some cheap publicity, and enjoying this match just like any other fan here is.

Aiello: Uh-huh...with a big wad of $100 bills wrapped in a rubber band sticking out of your jacket pocket?

Savage: Yeah, well, the forecast did call for a chance that Hurricane Tony might come through and bring some heavy rain alongside.

Piven: Whoooo! It'll be just like the Entourage finale party!

The referee gives instructions to the ladies, and right off the bat, Metal goes on the offensive, pummeling Emma's midsection with repeated knee strikes before scooping Lockheart up and inflicting more damage to her midsection with a gutbuster. She mounts Emma, and lays into her face with alternating punches before the ref warns her to back off. She lets Emma back up, then sends her flying out of the ring with a standing dropkick.

Aiello: She sent Red Fury crashing down into the concrete. Metal is rolling right now!

Savage: I'm actually thinking about seeing if M.B. wants to make a little side bacon bounty hunting for me.

Piven: You serious?

Savage: *belches* Shit yeah! Girl can hold her own, plus, convince her to let me hire her as my ghetto tour guide through Motor City, I could get my Robocop on and start cleaning some serious house.

Metal rolls outside the ring and grabs Lockheart by the shirt. Emma responds by stomping on her foot, and tries to slam her head against the guard rail. But Metal counters, and instead, Emma's forehead bounces off the steel rail. Metal notices a fan ringside trying to hand her a lit cigar. She grabs it, takes a few puffs, then flicks it into Emma's face before spear tackling her.

Savage: Classic Greco-Roman lit Cuban stogie to the grill!

Aiello: She is not relenting one bit against Emma tonight; does she have something to prove?

Metal rolls Emma back into the ring. She bounces off the ropes and tries to land a kneedrop, bock Lockheeart rolls out of the way. While Black is clutching her leg, Emma grabs her from behind, and lands a German Suplex. Cover by Emma...

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2.....Kickout by Black!

Piven: Weak two at best; Joe, I think Metal's getting a bit tired of fighting just females; I'm thinking she's itching to show the guys what she can do...

Savage: She used to do that every Tuesday, Thursday, and weekends from 5 to close at the club!

Emma locks in a dragon sleeper, But Metal powers out, and counters with a Northern Lights suplex. Pin attempt by Black...

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2.9....Kickout!

Emma surprises Black with some forearm shots to the gut, but when she tries toget a running start, Black yanks her back down on the mat by her hair, slamming Emma's head against the mat hard in the process. She then picks her back up, and nearly folds her in half with a Full Nelson Backbreaker. Then, she lands the Motograter!

Aiello: Facefull of canvas on that strike, and the #1 contender is loving it folks.

*Tony's leaning back with his beer, going "OHHHH!"*

Piven: Wait...she's picking Lockheart back up...

Metal has a woozy Emma by the hair,; she notices Tony by the announcer's booth and just gives him a sly little wink before she sends Emma bouncing off the ropes...

METAL BLACK HITS EMMA LOCKHEART WITH THE CARDIAC ARREST!!

Aiello: That's one helluva right hand Metal's got!

Savage: I call that "hood breast reduction"; girl just punched 2 cup sizes off her!

Cover by Metal

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Stroup: Your winner....by pinfall....METAL BLACK!!

Piven: Quick and absolutely dominating performance tonight...Tony, where you going?

Aiello: Savage is heading to the ring; what's going to happen now.

Tony walks down the ramp, grabs a mic, and meets Black in the middle of the ring, pulling out that was of cash...

Hey, Motown, you like impersonations? Here's my rendition of Lebron...

Tony makes it monsoon with big faces on our winna winna, chicken dinnah, then hands her one of his business cards!!!

Savage: If you ever wanna make some more side bacon punching degenerates in the face, give me a ring. Best part is, you can keep your shirt on when you beat up shit-heads...

Unless you don't wanna. Hell, I go skins sometimes when I'm kicking a crook's ass!

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THE FOLLOWING IS A COMMERCIAL

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VOICE: Are you tired of smelling like complete and utter shit? Are you sick not being able to attract the opposite sick?

Hello, I'm Extreme Wrestling Corporations Shadow Man.

Like you, I was once too skinny and too fat.

I once had absolutely no game at all like my colleague Derek Wellings.

Some people called me that big fat skinny kid, or Pepperoni face on account of the all the Pizza I was eating to mask my feelings.

But then things changed for me.

I stumbled across the cutest little animal playing a guitar..

a Pig. 

Isn't he just the CUTEST little fucker you've ever seen?

Look at him strum away

This Pig was so popular, he was banging all the other Pigs on the farm.

In fact he was having Pig Orgies night after night after night

That's when I realized something .. and it changed my life for good.

The lady Pigs weren't into the cute little Man Pig for his good looks & guitar playing skills..

No.. they were into him for his smell.

Now I know what your all thinking.. Pigs smell like horse shit.

Yes, it's true. 

That's why I met with a group of scientists to find out more on how we can replicate that great Pig smell, without a hint of Horse Shit. 

Turns out.. we only like the smell of Pig after one thing...

It's the crispy, juicy smell of a Pig we love most.. but not just the whole Pig like in that picture.

What we want.. is Five Letters Long and rhymes with Shmacon

It's...

That's right boys and girls.. we love BACON don't we?

So the next question is..

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The answer is simple..

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Check out what happens after just a small spray of BACON onto either side of my neck

That's right boys and girls, these women want to lick the absolute shit out of my neck while I use my fingers to "get to know them" better. 

So if you are over-weight or skinnier then a pole, try

It's for Men and Women. Results may vary. 

Want MORE proof? 

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See that kids? She wants to get to know Mr Henderson better!

What are you waiting for? Try BACON today!





DISCLOSURE/WARNING: Bacon results may vary. Each body type is different. You might not night see results over-night or even ever, so just keep trying. If a rash develops, that means its working, keep applying it. If headaches, bleeding nose or nausea occur, don't call the Dr, it's supposed to do that. It just means you aren't applying enough of it on. The body needs to get used to it. In the very rare case you die, you may be entitled for a full refund within the first 30 days. Contact us from the beyond for more details. 

[President Mac]

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MATCH 4

NON TITLE MATCH

NATHAN CREED (C) Vs CHRIS MAVERICK
MATCH WRITER: Luke Wolfe

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Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall introducing first from Raleigh, NC, weighing in at 225 pounds Nathan Creed!!!

"Anxiety" blares in the arena; the crowd explode to their feet to take a gander at one of their favorite extremists, Nathan Creed, stepping out center stage. His golden mane draping down the shoulders of his black leather jacket and toothy grin peering through his thick beard, he paused with his hands placed on his sides looking out to all sides of the arena. He then walked a moderate pace down the ramp that was guided by a spotlight that dangled up above as green lights lit up parts of the crowd and ring. Nathan slapped five with a line of his fans that sat in the front row, then ascended up the cold steel steps. He walks the apron until he comes to a stop in it's center, raises his fist in the air with confidence, and enters through the top and middle ropes. Upon doing so, he approaches the nearest turnbuckle - climbing to the second highest level - clenches his fist and holding them high into the air for everyone to see.

Stroup: And his opponent from Hollywood, California weighing in at 209 pounds Chris Maverick!

"Psychosocial" by Slipknot hits the arena as Chris Maverick steps out onto the stage with valet Lucy Middley. Maverick headbangs along to the music before slowly making his way down the ramp to the ring. The fans boo as he smirks their way. They chant "You Sold Out" towards Maverick as he waves toward them. Lucy throws her hand up for a wave and the fans cheer loudly. Maverick gets aggravated at her response staring her down cold. Lucy returns his stare as he makes his way up the ring steps to the apron. Maverick walks to the middle of the apron and sits on the second rope pushing the top rope up with his shoulder. He motions for Lucy to enter the ring with his free hand in a way that brings on even more boo's from the crowd. Maverick smirks as Lucy enters the ring as he looks down her top following her into the ring. Maverick smirks again at the fans slowly bringing his arms into the air flipping off the crowd. Maverick lays across the top rope laughing at the crowd before removing his jacket and teasing throwing it out to the crowd, but instead he hands it over to Lucy as more boo's reign down from the crowd.

The two stare each other down from opposite sides of the ring. They begin to circle each other and then they lock up with the collar and elbow tie up. Maverick swings around in a standing switch and then takes an elbow to the head. Maverick shoves Creed off towards the ropes and leap frogs him sending him to the other side but before he can turn around Creed takes his head off with a thunderous clothsline! Chris slowly picks himself up off the mat as Creed is met with a pop of cheers from the crowd. Nathan walks over grabbing Maverick by the head only to be met with three elbows to the gut! The two get some distance between each other but when Creed turns around he gets a knife edge chop across the chest! This is followed by two more as he backs him into the turnbuckle. The crowd gives a loud “WHOO” with every chop. Until Creed turns the tables and spins Maverick around and begins to deliver some chops of his own! Creed leans in and gives Maverick the Irish whip into the opposite corner and he hits it with a THUD!

Piven: Those chops are monstrous do you see the red welts across their chests???

Creed follows up with a sprint into the corner but is met with a boot to the face! Creed spins around holding his jaw when Maverick runs down and grabs him into a running bulldog! Maverick plays to the crowd to a chorus of boos from the sold out crowd. He begins to put the boots to creed stomping him down and pushing him out of the ring. Maverick follows him outside and goes for an Irish whip into the guard rail but it’s reversed by Creed sending Maverick crashing into the steel barricade. Creed grabs maverick sending him back into the ring before the ref even starts a count. Creed heads to the top turnbuckle and leaps off landing a guillotine leg drop off the top rope to the back of Maverick’s head!

Piven: That one could have knocked him out cold!

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The two get up and begin a set of chain reversals! One into the next and into another! Till Maverick reaches Creed’s back and grabs him in the full nelson and german’s him into a full nelson german!

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Maverick gets up and begins face washing Creed with his boot, only garnering more boos from the crowd. But Creed grabs his foot and stands up and uses it to drop Maverick into a single leg take down followed up by boot to the sternum. Creed stands up Maverick and sets him on the top turnbuckle and grabs him for the muscle buster! But before he can execute it Maverick slides down his back into a sunset flip!

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The two men make it back to their feet and begin to trade rights and lefts! Creed begins to get the better of the two sending Maverick backwards towards the ropes, Creed bounces Maverick off the ropes and meets him with a belly to belly over head suplex! He roars out to the crowd as the crowd starts to cheer him on. He heads over to Maverick and goes for a fist drop! Landing it square on the chin! Maverick’s head pops up dazed. Creed leans over on Maverick with his forearm pressed against Mavericks chin!

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Piven: What a match we have going on here tonight!

Aiello: Creed looks like he is about to finish off Maverick!

As the two men get to their feet, Maverick nails Creed with a European uppercut! Knocking Creed back a few steps!

Piven: Not so fast!

Maverick bounces off the ropes with Creed still stunned and nails him with a running lariat! Creed goes down hard! Maverick picks him up off the mat, and hooks him for a Vertical Suplex! Maverick lifts him up into the air stalling, he has him up there for a good five or six seconds and Creed starts to drop knees on Maverick’s head! One, then two, then a third! Maverick drops Creed back down to the mat but before Creed can take the advantage Maverick spins and nails a snap DDT! He goes for the cover!
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The two men are starting to slow getting to their feet. As they begin to exchange rights and lefts once again. But without warning Maverick grabs Creed and throws him over his head with a belly to belly suplex! Creed crashes into the turnbuckle behind them and then falls into a heap. Slowly Creed begins to crawl out of the corner, Maverick gives one look to the crowd and he runs over going for the curb stomp! Sending Creeds face crashing back down into the mat! He goes for the cover!

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Creed slowly makes his way to his feet as Maverick bounces off the ropes! Maverick goes for a clothsline but Creed acts quickly and lands the CREDO!!! Maverick is out cold! He slowly makes his way over for the cover, dragging himself over grabbing his head still recovering from the curb stomp.

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Stroup: Here is your Winner Nathan Creed!!!

Winner: Nathan Creed

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BACKSTAGE

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Backstage inside of the office of the General Manager Jaden “X” Hunter. He was in the office talking with Sam, James, and Cory. There was a knock on his door he got up from his spot off his desk fixing his tied a bit.

Jaden “X” Hunter: Who is it?

The door open and it was Ruthless Aggression the EWC Champion. She have the title over her right shoulder. She looks around at all the guys there. They give her a bit of a nod as James spoke up.

James Kash: Guys, let’s give them some private time.

James, Sam and Cory all get up walks out of the office while they were leaving would just stare at her. She doesn’t take her eyes off them either once the door closed. Jaden looks over at her as move his head to the side.

Jaden “X” Hunter: How can I help the champ?

Ruthless looks up at him into his eyes. You could tell she want to tell him something. She took in a deep breath as she looks as spoke.


Ruthless Aggression: Good Luck Papa for your match against Shadow Man. You didn’t need luck last match you had and this time you don’t either. You going to go out there and show why the Era of X is here. I listen to your promo on Brawl. I have knew that person was inside of you. I always have saw it in you. You proven that to me last week and show to everyone else you are the man. Just in your match make it clear to everyone that Brawl and Rampage is your show! Not theirs!

That when Tara Michaels walks inside of the office. Jaden looks over at her as he nods softly as Ruthann looks over at Tara. She want to say something to her but she kept her mouth shut. She looks back over at Jaden.

Ruthless Aggression: That all I want to say to you because there are some people around here. I feel is trying to get one over you while you are been distracted by this war. Just keep your eyes and ears open to things around you.

Jaden ran his hand over his face as he wasn’t going to get in between this little war between Tara and Ruthann. He just looks over at Ruthann as he smirks a bit.

Jaden “X” Hunter: Don’t worry in my match I am going to do just that. You just keep your head clear out of worry for me. You need to keep your head clear out of worry for others. You are the EWC Champion for a reason. Just worry and think about yourself for a chance in your life Ruthann. Stop thinking about others and just do you for a change. You will have a fight on your hands at Night of Champions and I want you to walk out of there as Champion. You would have anyway if you was with the Coalition but you made the choice. You made the choice not to be. So go in there and fight your ass off in that match.


Ruthann nods soft as she was going to leave as Tara stood in front of her with a grin on her face.

Tara Michaels: Look Miss. Aggression you still haven’t prove anything to me to show why you even should be the champion for this company. All you have cause is trouble for me since I have been here. If I had the power to remove that title off your shoulder. I would but I can’t. I can’t get some people in this company to see the damage you are bringing to this company. You have to prove me wrong at Night of Champion because if you don’t. I am going to have fun breaking you down after that night.

Ruthann just glares over at Tara as she spoke.

Ruthless Aggression: Tara, I realized you and I will never get along. The only reason why I am not slapping you right now is because of the fact of the J is standing right there. He has the biggest match of his life coming up because he putting the great things he have done for this company up for grabs in this match coming at Night of Champions. You told me I am not the right woman for him since I haven’t chosen to be by his side in this war. You show me why you are!

Ruthann slams a fist down on the desk in front of her.

Ruthless Aggression: You make sure he walks out still as the General Manager. I am telling you right now if I learn or see you cause him losing something he treasure deep down for which is this company. Which is his spot as General Manager! You think what I did to you was something you can't never forgiven me. You haven’t seen anything yet.

Ruthann just glares into the face of Tara. Tara does the same thing as Ruthann begins to walks out of the office. She goes to leave as Jaden spoke up.

Jaden “X” Hunter: Baby..Ruth...kick ass in your match against Storm on Rampage.

Ruthann stop because she haven’t heard that nickname in awhile. She looks over at him giving him a nod as she walks out of the office. Tara looks over at Jaden he looks over at her. Jaden walks over to her as he looks down at her.

Jaden “X’ Hunter: I have stay out of the way with this little thing between you and Ruthann for awhile. I felt because your two are both strong women you will work out in your own way. I know I have been a bit distracted with the war and Coalition and getting myself ready for this match. Just remember something don’t bite the hand that is feeding you!

Tara was going to say something else but he stop her as he looks down at her.

Jaden “X” Hunter: That all I am going to say to you now. Now go handle the things I told you to do for me earlier.

Tara glares at him as she fixes her suit walking out of the office closing the door behind her as Jaden stood there with a serious look.

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COMMERCIAL BREAK

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[President Mac]

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MATCH 5

LIVING DEAD KARL Vs SAM ATTIC
MATCH WRITER: Luke Wolfe

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Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall introducing first from Gettysburg, Pennsylvania weighing in at 255 pounds Living Dead Karl!!!

There's 20 seconds of mist, dimmed lights and music playing, and once the lyrics kick in, a form manifests itself from the once-obscuring fog as if having risen from the ground itself. Living Dead Karl shambles into view, arms extended, moaning like the undead he is, but then drops the whole shtick and storms to the ring with purpose, trying to antagonize front seat adults and scare their kids. Once ringside, he will try to make a beeline to the throat of his opponent, but if the referee puts up a fuss, usually by them shaking a crucifix or garlic at him, then he'll recoil and bide his time.

Stroup: And his opponent, from Las Vegas Nevada, weighing in at 235 pounds Psycho Sam Attic!

The lights dim and the first strains of music blast into the arena, the lights begin to flash as Sam enters in a sequined robe. The lights making it sparkle, his arms outstretched and open towards the crowd. Slowly and deliberately walking to the ring with his normal smirk spread across his face, he slowly walks around the ring and finally enters. Stepping to the center, he slowly grinds and removes his robe, his tights showing the face of his opponent. He tosses the robe out of the ring and takes a corner, looking around like he is bored.

Piven: Looks like it’s time for a piss break.

Aiello: Come on Piven! Show these guys a little respect for a change.

The two men walk to the center of the ring spouting trash talk to one another. The crowd doesn’t know who to cheer for in this one as it’s a buzz throughout the arena. Suddenly Living Dead Karl throws the first punch but its blocked by Attic! Attic retaliates with a punch of his own, Karl throws another one but its blocked once again! Attic throws another and another connecting hard with each one. He backs Karl back into the ropes and bounces him off with an Irish whip! Sending him hard across the ring, and whips him down with an armdrag take down followed by an arm bar! Karl winces in pain as Attic applies the pressure. But slowly Karl gets to his feet, with some punches to the midsection! But before Karl can capitalize, Attic lands a thunderous DDT! He wastes no time picking him back up and setting him up for a belly to belly suplex but Karl blocks it by boxing the ears of Attic! With the release Karl hits the ropes, and just as Attic turns around he is met with a monster clothsline! Sending him crashing down to the mat. Karl, kneels down over top of Attic and begins to throw some mounted punches to Attic’s face one after another relentlessly! The ref tries to pull Karl off but Karl shakes him off and continues the assault!

Aiello: It wasn’t looking good for Karl early on, but he has complete control now!

Piven: Wake me when these two actually do something interesting.

Aiello: Oh for crying out loud.

Karl steps off of Attic, playing to the crowd and is met with a chorus of boos. Attic rolls over to his stomach, and Karl attacks with some viscous boots to the lower back. Karl picks up Attic and throws a fierce irish whip into the corner! Attic hits the corner and immediately falls to the ground clutching his back! Karl just laughs to himself as he makes his way over to the smaller Attic. Karl pulls Attic to his knees, and Attic throws a fury of punches from his knees to Karl’s midsection! Karl spins around doubled over trying to catch his breath. Attic climbs the corner turnbuckle and flies through the air hitting a missile dropkick on Karl catching him right in the face! Karl is down!

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Kickout!!!

Karl throws Attic off his chest with ease as he rolls over standing up.

Aiello: It’s going to take a lot more than that to keep down Living Dead Karl!

Piven: Let’s just pretend like Attic has a chance in this one, it’s our job.

Attic hits the ropes, trying to use his speed to overwhelm the larger Karl. He connects with a flying cross body block! Karl is knocked silly for a few moments as Attic is up once again throwing a boot to the midsection and hitting another DDT! Karl rolls outside the ring to catch his breath, while Attic taunts spouting off to Karl and the crowd alike who just like Karl is met with the hatred of the fans with a round of boos. As Karl catches his breath on the outside, Attic locks eyes with a fan at ringside, the two begin to spout off at one another talking trash. Attic even gets out of the ring to yell at the fan. The fan waves a middle finger in Attic’s face and Attic shoves it away but just as he does so Living Dead Karl LEVELS him with a monstrous clothsline! Attic’s head bounces off the floor, Karl looks down at the fallen Attic who is clutching his head in pain. He just laughs looking down as he picks him up, and whips him into the steel steps! Attic hits the steps with such force that he flies over them and slams into the guard rail behind them. Karl slides in the ring as the ref starts to count on a seemingly unconscious Sam Attic.

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Aiello: Did you see the way that Attic hit those steel steps? There might be no getting up from this one.

Piven: Now things are getting interesting.

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NO! just before getting counted out Attic slides back inside the ring. Still clutching his back Attic lays prone on the mat as it looks like Karl will just be able to pick up the scraps. He goes for the cover.

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There is still life in Sam Attic after all! Karl picks up Attic with frustration leading him over to the turnbuckle. He goes to slam his head into the top turnbuckle when Attic grabs the top rope and with all his strength stops the momentum. Karl tries again and yet again is stopped by Attic. Attic nails Karl with a few elbows to the midsection getting him to back off. Still in pain from the attack on the outside Attic still clutches his back. With Karl doubled over he lands a few elbows to the top of the head of Karl and then whips him into the ropes, Attic leapfrogs over and when Karl bounces off the opposite rope he is met with a marvelous drop kick to the face! This is met with a mixed reaction from the crowd, as Attic hits the ropes and lands a legdrop across the neck of Karl. Karl tries to catch his breath as Attic lifts him up and lands the Kansas Tornado! He goes for the cover!

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Aiello: I thought that one was over! Karl is starting to fade but still has life left in him!

Piven: It’s going to take a miracle for Attic to pull this off.

Attic wastes no time getting Karl to his feet, as he sets him up he knows he is going to need something with a little more kick to keep down the bigger Karl. So he takes him over to the turnbuckle, followed up by a few punches, and he lifts Karl up to the top turnbuckle and follows him up there. He signals that this is over as he sets him up for the Cornah Killa! But before he can even set it up Karl hits Attic with a headbutt and knocks him to the ground. Karl gets down off the turnbuckle and heads over towards Attic but with the referee out of position Attic nails Karl below the belt with a low blow! Karl drops to his knees! And is met with a Snap DDT! Cover!

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Aiello: Karl is not going to go down! What does Attic have to do?

Piven: Maybe Attic has finally figured out that he couldn’t knock Karl out with a hammer.

As Attic gets up he slams his hands on the mat in anger, and he slides outside the ring pulling out a chair from under the apron. Karl is slowly getting to his feet, as Attic enters the ring with the chair and the ref takes it away from him! Just as he turns around he is met with a big boot to the face from Karl!

Piven: Told you he should have tried the hammer.

With Attic down Karl grabs his legs and begins the Living Dead Whirl! He swings him around revolution after revolution! Until he finally lets Attic go as he flies headfirst into the corner. Karl walks over and sets up Attic on the corner and with Attic dazed from the Whirl, he nails The Dirt Nap!!!

Aiello: This one could be over!

Piven: Told ya…

Karl goes for the cover hooking the lifeless leg of Attic!

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Aiello: There it is! Karl gives Attic a dirt nap!

Piven: I saw that coming from a mile away.

Karl’s music hits to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Some fans happy to see Attic laying prone some booing in hatred for Karl. Karl gives a few more stomps to Attic on his way out of the ring. As the ref attends to Attic.

Stroup: Here is your winner! The Living Dead Karl!

Winner: Living Dead Karl

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COMMERCIAL BREAK

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MATCH 6

JAMES KASH Vs SABRIYNN CASSIDY
MATCH WRITER: Blacklist: DEVIL

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The music to "Mr. Slowdeath" by the Butcher Babies blasts across the arena as the fans get up on their feet to cheer Sabriynn Cassidy. Cassidy comes out of the curtains hyping up the crowd. She goes to the middle of the stage and starts headbanging to the beat of the song, jogs down the ramp and slides in the ring. She goes on the 2nd rope screaming "SABRIYNN ROCKS!" and afterwards, she jumps down and awaits for the bell to ring. 

Jessica Stroup: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first. From Cleveland Ohio. Sabriynn Cassidy!

"Gold Cobra" by Limp Bizkit hits the arena as Green and Gold lights pan across the arena. James Kash steps out onto the stage ready for a fight. He stops before looking out into the crowd with smug and arrogance across his face. He throws his arms into the air as a Massive set of Green Pyro's erupt across the stage behind him followed by Money falling from the rafters above. Kash slowly makes his way down the ramp as the Money continues to fall all around him. Once hitting the ring he smirks at the crowd and slowly climbs up the ring steps. He wipes his feet on the apron before climbing between the ropes into the ring. Kash climbs to the top of the nearest turnbuckle crossing his arms as the last of the falling money settles. 

Jessica Stroup: Her Opponent. From Dalls Texas. Weighig in at 275 pounds. Jason Kash!

Sabriynn Cassidy wipes her face with a smile, and charges at James Kash, taking the man to the ground with a Double Leg Takedown into the Bridge. James Kash was quick to kick out. The two rise, and James Kash called for the test of strength.

Aiello: What a match - woo

Sabriynn Cassidy smiled, and accepted the challenge. The two locked, and James Kash bent the young woman back, only to take a knee to the ribs. James Kash stumbled back, but latched right back on, continuing with knees to the ribs before whipping his opponent into the turnbuckle. He charges for the spear, but Sabriynn Cassidy nails a beautiful sunset flip from out of nowhere, and straight into the pin.

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Sabriynn Cassidy twirls on her shoulder, and into a Triangle Choke.

Piven: So close

James Kash gets to his feet and drives Sabriynn Cassidy down with a powerbomb! The crowd begins a “HOLY SHIT” chant. James Kash backs off waiting for Sabriynn Cassidy to get to her feet. When she does he spears her to the mat. He keeps on her for the pin.

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The crowd cheers as Sabriynn Cassidy gets the shoulder up.

Aiello: Close yet again

Sabriynn Cassidy gets half way to her feet, before James Kash helps her with the rest. James Kash whips her into the turnbuckle, and charges, planting a boot in Sabriynn Cassidy’s chest, James Kash poses, as Sabriynn Cassidy slumps down the bottom buckle. The crowd boos. James Kash runs in, and plants a knee into the chest of Sabriynn Cassidy

Piven: The crowd needs to shut up - shut up crowd - shut it - shut - it - shut up - just - shut it

Sabriynn Cassidy uses the ropes to get to her feet, and James Kash charges in from behind. Showing amazing ring awareness though, Sabriynn Cassidy kicks her feet back, with her hands on the ropes, and lands her knees on the back of James Kash. The crowd cheers. Both fall almost lifeless in the ring as the ref starts the ten count.::

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With Sabriynn Cassidy almost to her feet, James Kash charges. Sabriynn Cassidy explodes from her position, and nails James Kash with a Knee Smash. The crowd cheers.

Aiello: That was a knee smash

James Kash groggily gets to his feet, holding his head as she runs towards the ropes. She springboards from the top rope via Moonsault, and into a corcscrew crossbody but he dodges and Sabriynn Cassidy crashes to the mat. Sabriynn Cassidy very slowly gets up and gets a heavy right hand by James Kash. Sabriynn stumbles backwards and bounces off the ropes in a daze. James Kash grabs her, wraps her arms up, before hoisting her on his back, and hitting the Payoff! The fans jump out of their seats as James Kash makes the cover.

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Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner...JASON KASH!

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COMMERCIAL BREAK

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[President Mac]

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BACKSTAGE

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The scene cuts backstage as Kurt leans up against a wall. The camera shoots him from the waste up as Kurt combs his hand through his hair as he begins to talk.

Kurt Newman: Last week, the wrestling world lost a legend. A man that helped paved the way for wrestlers such as myself and the entire EWC locker room to be who we are today. This man was the American Dream himself, Dusty Rhodes. He was one of the hardest workers in and out of that ring and he deserved everything that he ever got. He influenced me and so many others to start this crazy career field that you call being a professional wrestler. He was a pioneer in this industry and when you think of the 100 greatest wrestling matches to have ever happen…...you'd be able to mention Dusty in half of them. I could only wish I was half the man that Dusty was and I'm working each and every day to be able to stand at the foot of his mountain and just gaze in amazement of what hes done.


So I'm hoping that in tonight’s match that Dusty will help me out. That he might influence me and show the world just what it means to be a true professional wrestler. To take the bumps. To take the blows. And to get right back up and ask for more while kicking ass and taking names. So…...if you don't mind me……..


With a bandana in hand, Kurt places it over his forehead so that the whole world can see that its a black bandana with yellow polka dots on it. You can hear the fans cheering from the arena as Kurt ties it behind his head. With the bandana safely on his head, Kurt holds his hands in front of the camera and points at the screen as he does his best Dusty Rhodes impersonation.


Kurt Newman: Ladies and gentlemen, the man of the hour, the man with the power. I am the hit-maker, the record-breaker. I got style and grace, a pretty face. I'll make your back crack, your liver quiver. If you ain't into this match, you're at the wrong address. Tony Savage, when the other wrestlers are smilin' and jokin, The Big Bad Voodoo Daddy be, WOOOOOOOO!, cookin' and smokin'. I have wined and dined with the kings and queens and I've slept in the alley's and dined on pork and beans. There's nothing left to do now folks accept lay one mighty devastating atomic elbow on Mr. Savage. Now if you'll exscuuuuuuuuse me, daddy has to go pay those bills.”


Kurt lets out a wink to the camera before making his way towards the ring. As Kurt makes his way, the camera follows and you'll able to see that Kurt is wearing black trunks with yellow polka dots on them.

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GRUDGE MATCH - NO DQ

NON TITLE MATCH

TONY SAVAGE Vs KURT NEWMAN (C) II
MATCH WRITER: Jon "Gold" Wilder

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Joe Aiello: This is it! The final Monday Night Brawl Main Event before Night of Champions. I’m excited for this one.

Jeremy Piven: Tony Savage versus Kurt Newman round two! We will see someone walk into Night of Champions XII on a victorious hot streak and who will find themselves fighting uphill for Night of Champions?

The roar of a Harley Davidson Fat Boy Lo rolling down the entrance ramp, and "Sinister Kid" by the Black Keys on the P.A.

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen, now making his way into the ring, from Atlantic City, N.J., via Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 245 lbs and managed by Kid Cannabis.

EWC's official bail bondsman....The Atlanta Falcon....TONY SAVAGE!

Tony stops the bike next to the announcers table, revving the engine to the delight of fans nearby, and to the chagrin of that piece of shit Piven and his eardrums. He parks the bike, EWC's security crew takes temporary custody of Tony's weapons and search him, then, jumps into the ring still in street clothes, cracking his knuckles and ready to fight.

Jeremy Piven: Last week we saw Tony Savage pin Derek Wellings to become Ruthless Aggression’s opponent at Night of Champions XII. Can Tony Savage go into the main event at Night of Champions on a serious win streak or will he have a huge mountain to climb?

Joe Aiello: That’s right, for several weeks Tony Savage has been on a winning path and he’s going getting everything he’s fought blood, sweat and tears for. But he has one obstacle still, and that’s the EWC International Champion, Kurt Newman.



The arena erupts with cheers as Voodoo Child by Stevie Ray Vaughn begins to play throughout the arena. Kurt makes his way out with a cocky smile as well as a pair of black shorts with yellow polka dots, paying homage to the late Dusty Rhodes. He keeps a cocky smile on his face as billions of flashes from cameras from the fans cover him. With the International Title around his waist, Kurt motions with his hands for the fans to cheer even louder. Quickly following Kurt is Alyssa Devine who holds the Awesome Title and the Tag Team Title on her shoulders. Taking Kurt by the arm Alyssa escorts Kurt Newman down to the ring.

Jessica Stroup: “Standing at 6’0, 220lbs! Coming from Chicago Illinois…..he is The Big Bad Voodoo Daddy…….. Kurt Newman!

Standing on the ring apron, Kurt sits on the middle rope and watches as Alyssa bends over and makes her way through the rope but stops just as her butt is inches away from Kurt’s crotch. Kurt bites his hand and stares as Alyssa’s butt as it goes back and forth in front of him. Alyssa gives a sexy smile to the camera and blows a kiss before entering the ring. Kurt quickly flips into the ring and stands in the middle of the ring with his arms out raised in the sky as the crowd throws hundreds of colorful streamers of different colors into the ring. Kurt claps his hands in celebration as he quickly grabs the Awesome Title from Alyssa and jumps to a nearby ring post and lifts up the Awesome Title, the Tag Team Title, and the International Title up in the air to show off the titles to the masses.

Jumping off the turnbuckle, Kurt kisses all three titles before handing them over to Alyssa. As the stage crew pulls all the streamers out of the ring, Alyssa makes her way out of the ring leaving Kurt standing in a corner ready for this match.

Joe Aiello: Now we have our young International Champion and he wants to be the man who wins here tonight. He has a major title defense at Night of Champions against Luke Wolfe. A win here means a strong entrance for a massive defense but if he should lose, that championship will be in jeopardy.

Jeremy Piven: So much on the line for these men. Who will be the one to walk out with his head held high and who will have his head hung low knowing he’s coming into a major pay per view cold?

The referee calls for the bell and Tony Savage comes out swinging several boxing fists at Kurt, Newman blocks the shots and delivers a fierce right jab into Savage’s jaw and stuns him. Kurt hits several more fists until he throws a Round House Kick and pushes Tony Savage over the top rope.

Kurt grabs the top rope and vaults his body over the top and hits a Cross Body on his opponent. Mr. Awesome stands up, taunts his opponent and reaches under the ring and finds a 2 liter of Pepsi. He shakes it up and then cracks it open over his opponent and moans loudly.

Joe Aeillo: Shazam! Kurt Newman has just releases his inner demons by releasing them early in this match over Tony Savage.

Jeremy Piven: Damn, never thought they’d get away with that on television. I think someone is going to be paying a hefty fine.

Kurt tries to swing the bottle down on Tony, but his opponent rolls into his legs and Tony causes Kurt to fall. The Bail Bondsman of EWC reaches under the ring, grabs a kendo stick and swings it several times over his opponent. Each strike causes Kurt to yell loudly and try to escape, but Tony doesn’t let up as he beats his opponent down.

Once he’s had enough, Tony pulls him up to hit a boxing combo followed by a Bionic Elbow and then gets Irish Whipped into the barricade near Joe and Jeremy. Tony Savage runs over and hits a Spear on Kurt Newman, which slams his back again into the barricade. With his opponent locked tightly in his arms, Tony slams Kurt’s back several more times into the barricade. Each blow getting him to scream and weaken the International Champion’s back.

Jeremy Piven: The International Champion looks to be in trouble. He might suffer a back injury before a major title defense. This could get be really bad for our young champion.

Joe Aiello: It’s a tactic that works. Tony Savage was trained by one of the greatest EWC wrestlers having won the EWC Champion and HCW Championship too. Kurt Newman knew that during their first match and he knew it coming into this match too.

After three smashes, Kurt resists another and barely manages to free himself after several shots to the chest from his knee. Painfully, Kurt stumbles away towards the announcer’s table and leans over it. Tony walks up and as he pulls Kurt up, Newman grabs a pitcher of Kool Aid and throws it into his opponent’s eyes. It momentarily stuns his opponent but Kurt throws it at his feet causing him to jump some. Kurt grabs his International Championship and begins whipping his opponent with the belt.

Trying to get away, Tony stumbles towards the stairs but Kurt keeps up on him and smashes him from behind with the title belt. Mr. Awesome places the title on the ring’s edge and hits a Pele Kick on the back of his opponent’s head, causing him to go face first on the ring’s edge. Kurt doesn’t let up as he goes for a Camel Clutch on the outside, to weaken his opponent down.

Joe Aiello: Now a powerful submission from Kurt Newman. How much pain can Tony Savage take? There’s no rope breaks to save him and with them on the outside, I don’t think the referee is above letting Kurt take home a victory via submission in a No DQ match.

Jeremy Piven: What an interesting way to pick up a win over Tony Savage, making him scream I Quit on the outside of the ring. But Tony has trained long and hard for his match against Ruthless Aggression at Night of Champions XII, I don’t think we’ll be seeing him tap out any time soon.

Tony grabs ahold of his opponent’s legs and manages to stand up, then will all his weight behind him, Savage smashes Newman’s back into the turnbuckle. He releases his grip around Tony’s neck. Tony turns around, drives a fist into his opponent’s gut then whips into the stairs across from him.

Looking under the ring, Tony finds a chair and swings for his opponent’s head, but Kurt ducks it and rolls near the barricade, grabs a fan’s beer and with his weight behind him, punches Tony in the chest with the beer can. Kurt takes a hold of his opponent and tosses him headfirst into the ring. Newman takes a moment to get up on the edge and then up the turnbuckle. However Tony Savage hits a Bionic Elbow, causing Kurt to sit on the turnbuckle. Getting up with his opponent, Tony Savage hits a Top Rope Reverse DDT putting down Kurt.

Joe Aiello: What an incredible match! These men are throwing everything they can at each other but they’re still going! How much more punishment can these men take before one of them taps out or gets pinned?

Jeremy Piven: That’s a great point, buddy. At this point, it’s still any man’s game with Tony Savage having a slight advantage. We could see the International Champion waling into Night of Champions weakened-

Joe Aiello: What’s that sound? “The Airborne Ranger” Derek Wellings is out here? What the Hell is this about? Why is he coming out during the main event?

Suddenly “This Fire Burns” plays as Derek Wellings struts his way down the ramp pointing at Tony Savage. Their eyes lock onto one other’s they argue for several moments. Kurt Newman starts to recover and he drives several punches over the head of Tony Savage from behind. He falls onto the ropes and tries turning around, Derek grabs Kurt’s EWC International Championship, jumps up on the ropes and bashes Kurt in the face with the title.

Seeing an opening, Tony Savage the Dead to Rights!!! Tony is on fire as he flips his opponent over and goes for the pin…


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But just as the ref’s hand comes down for three, Derek pulls out Tony Savage and hits in his face as hard as he can with the International Championship. The fans begin booing loudly and some toss trash at Derek. He throws Tony Savage in the ring, gets in with him and because the referee is there, Derek puts his hand around his throat and hits a chokeslam on the referee. Tony grabs the International Championship to fight back against Derek but Derek hits a Toe Kick and sends him to Basic Training!

However Kurt Newman starts recovering but the Airborne Ranger hits a boot across his face, pulls him and hits a Powerbomb then puts Tony Savage on top of Kurt Newman. He shakes the referee until the ref starts stirring and sees the pin fall. Derek leans in a corner as he watches with a smile.


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The referee calls for the bell as the fans boo Derek. “Sinister Kid” hits the PA system as Tony Savage looks at Derek with an angry and disgusted look in his face. Kurt rolls out the ring and gives Derek the 1000 mile stare as he takes his EWC International Championship and heads to the locker rooms.

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner by pin fall, TONY SAVAGE!

WINNER BY PIN FALL: TONY SAVAGE

Joe Aiello: What the HELL has Derek Wellings just done? He came into this match and laid out both men JUST to give Tony Savage the win? What’s going through his mind!

Jeremy Piven: Honestly, I don’t now. He wasn’t booked this week due to “Personal Issues” but now he’s here! You now at Rampage, he’ll have some questions that NEED answered. Folks, I’m Jeremy Piven, and on the behalf of the Extreme Wrestling Corporation and Joe Aiello, good night and we’ll see you at Night of Champions XII!

The fans continue booing as Derek stands up to Tony Savage and Kurt Newman. Armed with the EWC Hardcore and International Championships, he holds them over his head as the screen fades to black…

SEE YOU IN BEIJING, CHINA AT FRIDAY NIGHT RAMPAGE!!

© THE EXTREME WRESTLING CORPORATION 2015

QUICK RECAP
JTC DEFEATED BRANDON NYTRUS
METAL BLACK DEFEATED EMMA LOCKHEART
NATHAN CREED DEFEATED CHRIS MAVERICK
LIVING DEAD KARL DEFEATED SAM ATTIC
JAMES KASH DEFEATED SABRYNN CASSIDY
TONY SAVAGE DEFEATED KURT NEWMAN