MNB #434 - SEATTLE
Sept 7, 2015 22:56:40 GMT -6
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Post by President Mac on Sept 7, 2015 22:56:40 GMT -6
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
SEPTEMBER 7TH 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
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
EPISODE 434SEPTEMBER 7TH 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
Live from KeyArena in Seattle Washington
EWC BRAWL
September 7th 2015
Live from KeyArena in Seattle Washington
Commentators: Joe Aiello & Jeremy Piven
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Ace Heart
"Follow" by Breaking Benjamin blasts in the 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 433.
Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator and then The Rev all with the World Championship. Sped up footage again then takes us through to Xplode, Nathan Creed, Metal Black, Living Dead Karl, Brett Black, Shawn Cage, King Flip, Slade Hardison, Emma Louise, Sabriynn Cassidy and Xaiver Reid
This is followed by highlights of showcasing Monday Night Brawl Champions: Kurt Newman, Shadow Man and Tony Savage
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 opening pyros hit and here we go.
The energy in the KeyArena is electrifying.
Spotlights circle around the stadium as the thousands of fans in the venue are shown in a wide angle shot. The camera then pans out showing a full scale view of the jam packed arena and zooms in on some crazy fans.
A chant begins of
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Joe Aiello: Good evening from Seattle Washington, home of the Seattle Seahawks. What a show we have for you all tonight and it couldn't come to you in front of a better audience. Everyone here has been rocking for hours as the fans poured in extra early to meet many of the BRAWL Superstars. As always I am Joe Aiello and with me is the man himself, Jeremy Piven
Jeremy Piven: It's great to be here in Seattle. I have had the pleasure of meeting Russel Wilson while filming the Entourage movie. He has a lot of passion for this city and for good reason. I was over at Capitol Hill's Q earlier tonight which is something different: a gleaming EDM edifice with the most powerful sound system on the West coast, no dress code, and their own line of vodka. I'll be heading that way once the show is done and already counting down the minutes
Joe Aiello: Well that's encouraging. We have an excellent lineup tonight, King Flip looks to continue his winning ways when he takes on James Dawes who has looked completely out of place since leaving FSW. One has to think that maybe Matt Silver and Justin Gold jumped the gun in calling him up so soon. After that we will see Living Dead Karl looking to get back on track when he faces Justin Sane who pulled off a victory in his EWC debut. One of the most intriguing matches of the night are two people on the rise here on BRAWL ... Brett Black and Emma Louise. This could be a very exciting match as both are looking to leave a giant mark on the ranks of BRAWL Superstars
Jeremy Piven: It's great to be here in Seattle. I have had the pleasure of meeting Russel Wilson while filming the Entourage movie. He has a lot of passion for this city and for good reason. I was over at Capitol Hill's Q earlier tonight which is something different: a gleaming EDM edifice with the most powerful sound system on the West coast, no dress code, and their own line of vodka. I'll be heading that way once the show is done and already counting down the minutes
Joe Aiello: Well that's encouraging. We have an excellent lineup tonight, King Flip looks to continue his winning ways when he takes on James Dawes who has looked completely out of place since leaving FSW. One has to think that maybe Matt Silver and Justin Gold jumped the gun in calling him up so soon. After that we will see Living Dead Karl looking to get back on track when he faces Justin Sane who pulled off a victory in his EWC debut. One of the most intriguing matches of the night are two people on the rise here on BRAWL ... Brett Black and Emma Louise. This could be a very exciting match as both are looking to leave a giant mark on the ranks of BRAWL Superstars
Jeremy Piven: Finally we have the Main Event, which see's Shadow Man back in tag team action, this time Kurt Newman will be taking the night off while Metal Black will be stepping in as The FORCE take on Kruzer and Jezzabel. Kruzer and Jezzabel are looking to make a quick impact on BRAWL since being called up from FSW. I hope they pull off the upset here and earn themselves a title shot against the Dynamic Duo. Shadow Man of course hasn't lost in Tag Team action yet this season which is nearly at it's end. Hard to imagine it's already September, but that means October is around the corner and I'm ready for some Beer!
Just as Aiello and Piven had wrapped up the rundown of tonight's action-packed card, they're confronted by an unfamiliar middle-aged gentleman, tall and lanky, dressed like he should be working in a funeral parlor. His movements are wan, his visage morose and his pallor pointed to a lack of sunlight... and blood.
Aiello: "Looks like we have a visitor."
Piven: "I think he's here for you, Joe!"
Aiello: "Uh, can we help you?"
In the gentleman's hand is a note that he hands over to Aiello. Piven snatches it before his partner has a chance to read it.
Stranger: "I've come on behalf of Master Edgar, who in turn represents Charles Doe."
Piven looks disturbed reading the note, but remains silent. Aiello glances over at him, then raises an eyebrow at the stranger.
Aiello: "Uh, Charles Doe? There's no one employed here named- wait. Doe? As in Doe Doe? Karl Doe?"
Stranger: "I do believe he goes by this silly Living Dead Karl moniker here. At any rate, I tire of speaking to you. The note says it all."
And just like that, the stranger leaves. Aiello appears slightly insulted at the abrupt departure.
Aiello: "You could have just sent this by email and not wasted your precious time..."
Piven: "Hey, hey, check this out. It's written by that Edgar Wellington Forsythe IV! He's some rich old recluse around here! And, uh, that's where the sense ends."
Aiello: "What?"
Piven turns away as he hands Aiello the note. He scans through it quickly, looking more and more confused as he delves deeper into it.
Aiello: "Okay, the joke's gone on for long enough now."
Piven points to the direction of the camera.
Piven: "Tell 'em! Tell 'em what it says!"
Aiello glares at his partner, begrudgingly turning to address the viewers at home.
Aiello: "Well - and this is solely according to this note, folks - it seems that Living Dead Karl won't be making it tonight due to his current status of being dead and buried; his disappearance is attributed to Friday Night Rampage's own Griffin Hawkins. Um... but uh... this is so stupid..."
Piven: "Come on, Joey, we're waiting!"
Aiello shakes his head and groans.
Aiello: "But in his place, someone whose been infected with the, uh,... Zombie Bite."
Piven: "The Zombie Bite. Just let that sink in. It's apparently a thing! You'd have to be stupid to let Living Dead Karl bite you in the best of circumstances! There's at least five EWC wrestlers on that list!"
Aiello: "And besides that, there's a list of these random people: someone who Parker Van Peters hired to take out Living Dead Karl during July's Combat Title fiasco, a Slade Hardison fan, someone at the hotel last month's Combat Title battles spilled into, and, I kid you not, an old lady. Just some old lady."
Piven: "That old lady who was driving the car Living Dead Karl hijacked to catch up with Laura Molinaro? I thought he killed her."
Aiello: "Jesus Christ, Piven... Maybe she came back to life as a real zombie!"
Piven looks concerned at Aiello, who just closes his eyes and inhales deeply.
Aiello: "I-I was being sarcastic, man."
Piven: "Oh. Oh yeah, I knew that! Anyway, there were a couple of names of these no-name wrestlers on the list too. Roy Ceiling and Kay Pinner? Never heard of 'em."
Aiello: "Well, we've got to get to, you know, the first match of the night, so maybe we'll have some news on who will actually be facing Justin Sane afterwards."
Piven: "Well, we'll have to; that match is second!"
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RINGSIDE
Jeremy Piven: Bacon Bacon Bacon. Man... that stuff smells good. Now here is a face that I have missed seeing. Do you think that she is still single?
Joe Aiello: No, she said that she has found the love of her life when she was on Ellen last week.
Piven: Well that blows. I thought that I had a chance.
Aiello: You never did, Jeremy. Get over it. Anyway, we are in Seattle tonight, and that just happens to be where Rampage's Shelley Silver was born and raised. She ever so graciously gave us a quick tour of the city earlier today. Here it is.
The scene opens with an aerial shot with Shelley Silver stand on the observation deck of the Space Needle. She stands proudly with the United States title around her waist with a huge grin on her face.
Shelley: Hello EWC Universe! I am your EWC United States Champion, Shelley Silver. Welcome to Seattle, Washington. This is my hometown. I hope that you will enjoy your time here. I'll see you at the bottom.
The scene cuts to her walking out of the bottom of the Space Needle, her auburn hair flowing in the gentle breeze.
Shelley: Now later tonight Monday Night Brawl will be right over there in Key Arena. In the mean time, how about I show you around?
The camera quickly pans over into the direction of Key Arena before following Shelley over to the Monorail. The cameraman sat across from her, filming the view of downtown Seattle until they made it to the other end of the Monorail at Westlake Center. While they were riding through the small section of town, Shelley spoke up once more.
Shelley: Now there are a number of buses I could have taken from Seattle Center, but there is just something special about the Monorail.
She smiled as she got off of the train and took the escalator down the three floors of the mall. Once outside, she stood in the open area before the street and looked into the camera once more.
Shelley: Small montage time!
Shelley's new theme, "The Wolf" by Foxworth Hall plays as a sped up version of Shelley walking a few blocks, getting onto a bus, and riding into a neighborhood east of downtown Seattle called Capitol Hill was shown. After Shelley and her cameraman got off of the bus, and walked a few blocks to a building that looked like a warehouse. The footage slowed to normal speed as Shelley walked to the door.
Shelley: Ready to see where I started my training?
She opened the door and walked inside. On one side of the huge room was a ring, and on the other side was all mats for martial arts.
Shelley: As you can see, we do a little bit of everything here. I have been going here regularly since I was twelve.
She walked over to the ring, climbing up the stairs as the obviously newer wrestler smiled and walked over to Shelley, hugging her before leaving the ring. She then climbed between the ropes and over to the other man in the ring, who happened to be her older brother. Though she hadn't filmed anything with him yet, some may have recognized him as Johnny Silver, Indy wrestling star.
Johnny: Well hey there, champ. How was Japan?
Shelley smiled, running her hand along the plate on her belt.
Shelley: It was amazing. I can't wait to compete there again.
Johnny: Sucks that you lost, though.
Shelley shrugged, the smile never leaving her face.
Shelley: I don't mind that I lost that one. It's my first match back after my first injury. I really didn't expect to win. I performed better than expected. It just wasn't enough.
Johnny: So what are you home for now?
Shelley: Brawl is in town tonight. I am just showing the fans around before the show. You want to come?
Johnny: You're not giving up, are you?
Shelley: You know that you are more than good enough. You should look into signing.
Johnny: Maybe. I'll go with you tonight, and maybe talk to Mac. No promises.
Shelley: That's good enough for me.
She smiled, hugging her brother before getting out of the ring once more. Another montage started as she took three buses to the beach. It slowed once again as she sat down on a log.
Shelley: Beautiful, isn't it.
She let out a content sigh as the camera panned over the beach and the water.
Shelley: This is Alki Beach, and that is the Puget Sound. I am about to take a little walk to get some fish and chips. So I am going to leave you for now. Enjoy Brawl tonight. I will see you in Pittsburgh on the 11th for the next edition of Friday Night Rampage.
She waved with a smile before blowing a kiss at the camera
Piven: Oh how I wish we could keep watching her... but we have Wrestling to get to. King Flip, James Dawes, Match One... it's coming up in 3... 2... 1...
MATCH 1
KING FLIP Vs JAMES DAWES
“O Fortuna” begins to play as the lights go out.
Stoup: Coming to the ring first, hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada...
Out from the back walks a man, his face masked by his hoodie.
Stoup: ...weighing in at two-hundred and ten pounds...
The gold lights shine bright on him as he pours the fabric back, revealing James Dawes.
Stoup: ...he is “The Legend” James Dawes!!
Aiello: James Dawes coming off of a hell of a loss at One Night Encounter.
Piven: Don't count this man out, Aiello. This man is absolutely nuts. He will do anything to make you tap out. Speaking of Tapping.. I sure miss Shelley already
Aiello: Absolutely right, Piven. The things we've seen this man do.
He walks down to the ring as the women chorus above him; "Sors salutis, et virtutis, michi nunc contraria". The drums strike, Dawes takes one final look to the heavens and slides into the ring, getting up and looking at the crowd. He smirks, and removes his sweater.
Piven: Just look at that smile. He's a deranged lunatic, Aiello. AND I LOVE IT.
K-I-N-G F-L-I-P flies from right to left across the tron screen, followed by a big pop of a pyro at the top of the rampway. "Obnoxious" by Immortal Technique begins to play and Chris Calvin walks through the curtain yelling obscenities into a megaphone with his right arm in a sling.
Stoup: And his opponent, hailing from the Land of Money and Fame...
He turns at the end of the stage and points the megaphone over to the curtain, all the while King Flip walks through with his arms extended to openly accept any and all cheers sent in his general direction.
Stoup: ...weighing in at two-hunded and twenty pounds...
Flip walks in front of Calvin to make his way to the ring. Chris follows Flip to the ring, jogging ahead to walk up the steel steps and sit on the second rope.
Stoup: ...he is the “President of Parody” Kiiing Flip!
Flip nods in approval as he takes to the steps and enters the ring as aided by Chris, leaping onto the second rope to flash his 'double f' taunt. He then hops off the turnbuckle in a 180 to land and stare down his opponent.
Aiello: It's interesting that we're seeing Chris Calvin here tonight. We haven't seen him since Xavier Reid assaulted him backstage more than a month ago.
Piven: I was hoping his failed surgery would get him out of my life forever.
The ring bell sounds, signaling the beginning of the match. “Cochise” plays over the public announce system and Flip stops in his tracks. He looks to the curtain as Xavier Reid walks through with arrogance beaming from ear to ear on his smile. Dawes took this opportunity with a one-handed bulldog that sends Flip face first to the canvas. Both competitors rise to their feet and grapple.
Piven: Business... is about to pick up! He may have lost to Flip at One Night Encounter, but Xavier Reid sure looks like a winner from where I'm sitting, Aiello. And look at Chris, he's shaking like a coward.
Aiello: Wouldn't you!?
Piven: No. I'm a man, Aiello.
Chris stays on the opposite side of the ring as Xavier Reid as they walk to the announce table. Dawes connects with three consecutive backhand chops and whips Flip to the ropes but is reversed into being sent to the ropes instead. Flip looks over as Reid takes a seat at the announce table; meanwhile, Dawes hops onto the second rope and Flip walks right into a springboard missile dropkick to the face. Dawes goes for the quick cover but is let down with an immediate kick out.
Piven: Welcome to the adult table, Xavier! Great to have you.
Aiello: Yes, we're being joined now by Flip's opponent from One Night Encounter, one Xavier Reid.
Xavier Reid:You know I'm from other things, Aiello... but thanks for the introduction...
Reid's blatant sarcasm is lost on Aiello. Dawes is on his feet and connects with a vicious running enziguri when Flip gets to one knee. Another pinning attempt.
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Kick out. Chris Calvin is yelling awful things about James Dawes' mother as Flip's opponent picks him up by the back of the head. Dawes looks over at Calvin, stalling for a moment too long, enough for Flip to break free of the hold and spin into a legsweep. JD is quick to his feet and walk right into a spinning heel kick to the face. Again, JD is right back up and right back into a boot to the face. This time via rolling wheel kick. This one jars Dawes enough to give Flip time to hit a springboard moonsault successfully. Flip lifts the leg.
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Kick out.
Aiello: So, if I may ask, Reid... what are you doing out here? You seemed to not want to finish things with Flip at One Night Encounter, having attacked him after he won the m--
Xavier Reid: Won the match... the way I see it, I was standing at the end of it... I'd call that a win... to answer your question, Aiello, not that I need to... I'm out here to welcome Chris Calvin back... and to make sure Flip wasn't too hurt at One Night Encounter so we can continue where we left off...
Piven: Reid is a Goddamn man. Hell, he's THE Goddamn man Aiello. So just shut your mouth about things you couldn't possibly understand.
Xavier Reid: He makes a good point... just call the match, Aiello.
Aiello: Well, Flip and James are grappling once in the center of the ring, this time with Flip gaining the upper hand with some forearms to the face of Dawes.
Dawes took blow after blow until he slammed his knee into Flip's midsection. Dawes locks in a headlock, but Flip immediately turns it around with a northern lights suplex out of nowhere.
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Kick out. Flip takes off out of the ring and stares Reid down. Neither exchanges a single word. Reid had immediately stood up and was ready to go, as was Flip. He turns around and catches James Dawes in mid suicide dive. Dawes gets up and slides Flip into the ring. The referee turns to check on Flip as Dawes slides into the ring. Chris Calvin runs up behind Dawes and pulls him by the boot out of the ring. Dawes stumbles a bit but doesn't hit his head of anything. Calvin bolts it out of there before James can regain his composure and do anything about it. Flip was up and stumbling as Dawes got to his feet and walked toward Flip in the center. CC yells at Flip through the megaphone and Flip connects with the backflip kick to the face of Dawes.
Aiello: Crowning moment! How does that one feel by the way, Reid?
Xavier Reid: The same as when I boot your teeth through the back of your throat Aiello... just like that...
Piven: You should probably just focus on the action in the ring, Aiello, and the fact that Chris Calvin illegally interfered when the referee was turned around.
Aiello: Are you going to feel the same way when Xavier Reid gets up and--
Xavier Reid: Gets up and what, Aiello... I'd love to hear your opinion of me and my way of doing things... please run your mouth some more... you seem to have forgotten what happened to the last guy that ran their mouth...
Aiello: Yeah, their name was King Flip and they beat you at One Night Encounter.
Piven: SHUT UP, AIELLO. SHUT. UP.
Flip took a little too long to get up and turns right into a flying forearm to the face, then another when he tries to snap right back to his feet. A third quick roll to the feet and Flip ducks the forearm and connects with a springboard spinning heel kick that plants Dawes to the canvas. The King takes this moment to quickly ascend to the top and Xavier Reid stands up. Reid takes the head set off and walks forward but Chris Calvin warns Flip. Calvin then begins yelling at Reid, taking his attention for just a second. Long enough for Flip to hit Reid with a dive off the top rope. Calvin helps Flip up and rolls him into the ring. Dawes is on one knee. CHK gets up and is met with a standing enziguri that stuns him to his knees and a running enziguri that cuts the tree that is King Flip down. Dawes gets to the top rope himself and waits for a moment. Chris tries to warn Flip but sees Reid on his feet. Xavier chases him up the ramp way. Flip gets up and is planted right back down with a double axe handle smashing down on him. Again JD goes up, this time signaling for his signature elbow drop.
Aiello: FLYING ELBOW!! THIS COULD BE IT!!! PIN FALL!!!
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The closest pinning attempt yet, but still a kick out before the three count. Dawes looks surprised but unfettered. He lifts his opponent by the back of the head and whips him into the ropes. Flip runs straight into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker from Dawes, who seems to be setting up for his finisher.
Piven: No way Flip does tap here! I don't care what he says, anybody put in the figure four in the middle of the ring doesn't escape the agony of defeat.
Flip agonizes as Dawes locks in the figure four leg lock. JD really hampers down on it and Flip is yelling. After about half a minute or so of this Flip and Dawes both sit up. Flip gets the first right hand off but many are exchanged before Dawes finally grabs Flip by the shoulders and headbutts him in the nose. The King falls on his back, seemingly unconscious either from the hit or from the pain of being locked into the submission maneuver. The referee begins to lift his hand.
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Flip doesn't allow his hand to hit the canvas the third time and is not eliminated from the bout. He eventually gathers the strength to roll both men onto their stomachs to turn the table on Dawes. This doesn't last very long before Dawes rolls both men right back onto their back. Flip can almost reach the bottom rope.Flip rolls back the way they came, further from the rope, but again Dawes is able to roll Flip onto his back in the center of the ring. From backstage comes Chris Calvin with Xavier Reid still hot behind him. Both men run around the ring three times before Chris rolls into the ring. Reid slides in after him. Chris jumps over the submission maneuver. Reid does too. Chris barely evades Reid, who is inches away from him, but Reid stops before exiting the ring. He turns to watch Flip agonize for a nearly sixth minute. James Dawes break the hold and stands up. He asks Reid to leave, to which Reid nearly doesn't. He wants so much to just kick the hell out of Flip. Xavier exits the ring and makes chase after Chris Calvin up the ramp way again. Dawes goes to pick Flip up but is pulled into a small package.
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Stoup: Here is your winner... “The Don of Drollery” King Flip!!
Dawes looks completely shocked, but Flip sits up with a smile as his hand is raised in victory. Reid runs back out as Flip rolls out of the ring. Reid nearly gets his hands on Flip when the King kicks him right in the testicles. Flip lifts his arm up once again before hobbling up the ramp as we head to commercial.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
X-TREME TRON
Suddenly the telecast is interrupted by static and the sounds of someone having a conversation or singing in reverse, it almost sounds like Skillet's song Awake and Alive. Static and the feed being chopped to pieces for a few seconds and then we open to the view of a man sitting in a chair, a single light bulb light hanging above his head and it doesn't provide much to vision. The feed cuts a few times and we see the same man standing all over the room, and finally back into the chair. The light swings by and we can make out the face of the man being that of Shawn Cage.
He begins to speak and his voice is distorted, but clear enough to be made out.
Shawn Cage:
A lot of people are questioning me about what is next, They make out like this loss to Metal Black was the end of my career. I am sad to say that those people are going to be disappointed. Losses happen in this business as does injuries. Yes, it's true that I suffered a concussion just as it is true that I suffered my first loss. Have I been cleared by the doctors to return to the ring? Yes. Am I in a rush to do so? No. Will I be at Rumble in the Bronx? Oh hell yes. Will I be in the actual rumble? Well, only time will tell. See, Shawn Cage doesn't see the point of following a loss with yet another loss. Thirty people? Sounds like a cluster fuck waiting to happen, X can tell you what a cluster fuck is all about.
The feed seems to fast forward as we see Shawn move all along the room, but never say anything. He leans against the wall of the room and we can hear the sounds of manic laughter that sounds awful with the distorted sound.
Shawn Cage:
You see, I know after thirty years that I have seen it all and done it all in my career. Yes, I have held multiple world championship belts. Do they mean anything here? No. Nothing I have done in my career means anything here in the EWC. Why? Because I didn't do any of that stuff here. So consider this the end of me being the Real World Champion. I don't need to tell you that I am, you already know it inside your hearts, your souls, and your brains. Did Metal Black set me back on the goal to be a champion in the EWC? Yes. Will it stop me? No. She can have the table scraps and I'll go for the full course. Bold prediction time, kiddos. Shawn Cage will be the champion here before I end my career at StangleMania.
The feed moves in fast forward motion as we see Shawn pace around the room and finally walk up and pick up the camera, his face looking creepy with the cast of shadows in the room given off by a single light which suddenly explodes and our feed is pitch black.
Shawn Cage:
The one thing that is for sure about Shawn Cage is..
Well..
You never know..
What is for sure..
MATCH 2
LIVING DEAD KARL Vs JUSTIN SANE
The lights go dim as IRIA begins playing, as soon as the first "Wait" is heard, a bunch of spotlights begin circling the arena until one of them stops on the stage as Sane emerges. He looks around the arena with almost disgusted look on his face and walks down the ramp while the spotlight follows him.
Jessica Stroup: Coming to the ring first... from Los Angeles, California, Justin Sane!
He climbs on the apron and proceeds to get close to the turnbuckle on his left, climbing to the third rope and then shouting a few insults to the crowd while pointing to himself, he makes his entrance on the ring through a backflip from the turnbuckle, turns around and opens his arms while moving closer to the ropes before heading back to the middle of the ring where he waits for his opponent.
Aiello: Well that was interesting, Shawn Cage certainly has some high goals for himself, which is what you want to see out of any BRAWL Superstar. Well here we go.. the second match of the night and you can feel the tension in the air here, the crowd does not like this man.
Piven: What? That's just insane.
Aiello: ...Well... yes, of course it's Justin Sane.
Sane continues to wait, and sure enough, no sign of Living Dead Karl.
Piven: Okay, Joey, tell the fans who could possibly be Justin Sane's replacement opponent tonight!
Aiello: God dammit... all right... well, according to that note left by the Good Humor Man, it's possible that the following people, by, uh, virtue of being bitten by Living Dead Karl, are now infected and- am I seriously supposed to believe any of these guys are going to show up and fight Living Dead Karl's fight for him?
Piven: Get on with it, already!
Aiello: Whoever's supposed to come out here in the next few seconds could be: Chris Maverick... Laura Molinaro... Brett Black... and it says James Dawes, but considering we just saw him in action and he wasn't looking all too zombie-ish, scrap that... and finally - oh, and this is rich - Kurt Newman! Could you imagine Kurt Newman doing the dirty work of a guy he's legitimately terrified of? This is just so ridiculous and a waste of everyone's time. No one believes for a second that Living Dead Karl's-
But right on cue, mist begins to rise, soon blanketing most of the arena at low altitudes, the eerie mood augmented with the dimming of the lights, all of which is accompanied by "Pretend We're Dead". At about 15 seconds into the song, two forms manifest themselves from the once-obscuring fog as if having risen from the ground itself. At about the 35-second mark, none other than the two jobbers from the LDK-Dawes video promo, Roy Ceiling and Kay Pinner shamble into view. They definitely don't look like themselves, rather, they look a lot more Karl-like.
Aiello: What in the Hell...
Piven: Well, this is underwhelming.
The two ham-and-eggers look around at the fans with disdain and disgust. Once they reach ringside, they look at each other, then start a game of paper-rock-scissors. Kay picks rock, good ol' rock, but Roy draws paper. Kay looks up the skies, irritated he lost. He then shambles away. Roy slides into the ring and hands Jessica Stroup a note.
Jessica Stroup: And, uh... also from Gettysburg Pennsylvania?... Roy... Ceiling?
Aiello: I've... I've got nothin', Jeremy.
Piven: This is amazing. Maybe a powered-up Roy Ceiling will finally win a match for once?
Aiello: Maybe? But that still doesn't tell us where Living Dead Karl is.
Piven: Dead in the ground, Joey! Remember?!
Justin argues with Jessica, but it's like, what can she do about this change of opponents? Anyway, once in the ring, Roy dusts himself off, sending heavy dirt billowing off his shape. The referee, who was a little too close to Roy at the time, starts to cough and hack.
Piven: If you're close enough to breathe in the grave dirt, you're too close to Living Dead Karl. If you're an associate of Living Dead Karl, the same rules apply. Amateur mistake from referee Josh Daniels, he should really know better by now.
The bell rings. Roy moves in, arms ready to grapple, and Justin Sane immediately hightails it. Sliding under the bottom rope behind him, he makes it to the floor, running a hand through his hair. Roy begins to yell at him (though it's more of a mindless shriek), exasperated, as the referee starts the count.
Aiello: What kind of maneuver is this? It's hard to dislike a man more than anyone who'd side with Karl, but Sane is working for it.
Piven: If this Roy character's coming from Georgia where Living Dead Karl was buried, he's gotta be tired. Take advantage of that! Make Roy Boy come to you.
Justin Sane circles the ring, eyeing Roy cautiously. Roy occasionally makes a run for the edge of the ring, and Sane backs away promptly. Every once in a while, he slides into the ring, both to reset the count and to try and bait Roy into chasing him. Roy doesn't take the bait, waiting in the ring but getting progressively angrier. The crowd is livid.
Finally, somebody yells some sharp obscenity at Justin Sane, who turns around to argue back. Roy with startling speed rushes the ropes, reaching right over them for Justin Sane, who has his back to the ring. He wraps his hands under Sane's jawline, almost ripping Justin off the ground, and almost pulling himself out of the ring. The crowd's mood starts to turn around, if only because something's actually happening.
Aiello: Good lord! He's just as strong as Karl! That's... uh... not normal for Roy Ceiling, but it's an easily explained turn of events.
Piven: Just insane offense from Living Dead Karl's zombie virus slave!
Aiello: ...Oh, that's what you're doing.
The referee starts counting out on Roy, who's leveraging the ropes for this improvised submission hold. At the four count, Roy turns to the ref, menacingly staring him down. Sane takes the distraction to rush under the ropes and into the ring, and BAM! Spinning heel kick to the back of Roy's head, and Sane barely misses the referee in the process. Roy drops to his hands and knees, but Sane's already coming off the side ropes... and nails a perfect dropkick to the side of Roy's head! Roy hits the mat flat!
Piven: See that? That's what's great about Justin Sane. The man can switch gears from methodical to vicious in a heart beat.
Aiello: He looks like an opportunistic coward from where I'm sitting, and this sold out Seattle crowd are acting like they agree with me.
Indeed, the audience's boos almost drown out the action as Justin Sane rolls over Roy for a cover.
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In an unheard of before feat of strength in the "enhancement talent" that is Roy Ceiling, he hoists Sane up into the air with both hands and tosses him right out of the pin. Sane and Roy scramble to their feet at the same time, but Roy goes for the clothesline first. Justin Sane ducks it, hits the ropes, goes for the crossbody... and Roy catches him. He sneers and yells something lewd at the audience, drawing a resurgence of boos. He hoists Sane onto his shoulder, probably for a press slam... but Sane tumbles back behind Roy, hooks the head--
A FALLING REVERSE DDT!
Aiello: I barely know who to back in this race. Justin Sane might be cocky, but this easily explained upgrade to Ceiling can hardly be ignored.
Piven: Yeah, you say "easily explained" but you don't seem to be in any rush to do so.
Sane gets up and starts to head for the turnbuckle, but as soon as he turns his back Roy sits straight up. He grabs an ankle, Justin Sane hits the mat, and Roy begins to rise to his feet with the still-tripped Sane in tow. Sane tries to squirm, tries to kick, but that just gives Roy his other leg--
WHEELBARROW SLAM!
Justin Sane's body practically bounces off the mat. Roy's back up immediately, Sane struggling to find his own footing. Roy stomps at him a couple of times before giving him a helping hand, grabbing him firmly by the dome and hauling him to his feet by his head. Roy slams his head into Sane's once, twice, three times, each time going harder. Even with Roy still holding him up, Sane nearly crumples to the mat at the third headbutt.
Finally growing tired of headbutting him, Roy hooks Sane under his arm... DDT! Roy sits up, snarling, before rolling Justin Sane over... but rather than going for the cover, Roy starts to blatantly strangle Sane in the middle of the ring. Sane kicks and flails, and the referee begins to frantically count Roy out.
Aiello: I don't know much about Roy Ceiling, but he seems to be copying Karl's previously thought to be inimitable style. It's definitely rough and unpolished compared to The Putrid Pugilist's, but... Anyway, in regards to what we just saw, submission holds are standard for a wrestling match, but I don't think outright choking an opponent with your hands is covered in the rule book.
Piven: Please. It's like hitting with a closed fist, or pirating movies. Everybody does it. This Roy Ceiling character is definitely doing his... master? proud,... well, if there's TVs in the afterlife, that is.
Aiello: Don't start!
Growing weary of the referee's counting (and Justin Sane decking him in the side of the head), Roy rises... and drags Sane with him, lifting him straight up by the throat. He hefts him skyward, going for a double-handed chokeslam... but Justin Sane kicks off Roy's chest with both feet! He frees himself, landing on his back as Roy goes tumbling backward. Before Roy can recompose himself, Sane's kipped to his feet...
SUPERKICK!
Roy slooowly creaks over, hitting the mat with a dull thud. Sane steps up to the body, yelling... something at the crowd. Whatever it was, an audience that had almost started cheering for Justin Sane switches allegiances again, and the boos start pouring in. Sane waves them off... and hits Roy with a STANDING MOONSAULT! Like it was no big deal! He holds the cover!
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ROY KICKS OUT FOR THE SECOND TIME IN HIS ENTIRE LIFE!!! Sane starts to scramble, grabbing at the ropes to pull himself away from the stirring Roy and to reassess the situation. Roy takes his time getting back to his feet, heaving himself up with aid from the turnbuckle... Sane waiting like a stalking predator with Roy's back to him.
Piven: All that work, and Sane looks just in--
Aiello: Insane? Just insane? Are you going to do this all night?
Piven: I was going to say just infuriated. Please, try to show a little professionalism.
Roy shakes the cobwebs out, turns around... and Sane's on him! He slings his arm out like he's going for the Insane Asylum, but Roy gets him first. Standing backbreaker! Roy brings Sane's torso down hard onto his bent knee, but rather than let him go, he starts to apply pressure. Hands and the chest on abdomen, forcing Sane across his knee like he's going to break him in half. Roy keeps him held there for several seconds, Sane yelling out in pain, the referee asking him if he wants to give up...
But after Sane continues to refuse submission, Roy flips him over and onto the mat, as if he was getting bored with him. He delivers a few stomps to Justin Sane as he starts to stand, grabbing him by the neck and tights as he starts to get any real footing... and then just LAUNCHES HIM into the turnbuckle, shoulder first!
Sane stumbles back into Roy. Roy wraps his arms around Sane's waist, hurls him back with a release German Suplex... but Sane LANDS ON HIS FEET! He does a full spin in the air and sticks the landing! Roy flops over and starts to get back up from his suplex, but barely makes it to one knee before Sane comes at him...
SHINING WIZARD!
...And Roy barely even flinches. Justin Sane even taunts a little as he gets back up, not realizing what happened until he turns around and sees the look on Roy's face. Roy is already back to a full stand and eye-to-eye with Justin Sane.
Aiello: Do you remember being worried about Roy?
Piven: Before today? Sure? I guess? But this zombification dealie's turned Roy's life... afterlife... around!
Aiello: Even I'm starting to think there's something to that. How could he have learned all of Karl's tricks, gotten almost as strong as him, in such a short time?
Piven: Ohhh get out of there Justin he's going to kill you.
Justin Sane, ever the confident one, stays in Roy's face. He starts to run his mouth, and Roy snaps a hand on his throat. Squeezing. Pushing him to the corner. The referee tries to step in, tries to intervene, starts to count... and Roy relinquishes Sane just long enough to turn on the referee. He towers over the scared official, who starts staggering back to the opposite corner. Sane looks ready to take the chance.
Sane comes barreling across the ring. The referee quickly shoves himself out of the way, and Roy, taking note of his reaction, steps in the opposite direction... narrowly avoiding Sane as he comes flying into the corner, feet first. His legs hook the top of the turnbuckle, and he spills into a tree of woe position.
Piven: Oh, Justin. Justin, this is not where you want to be.
Roy leans in, yelling some unrepeatable filth in the face of the helpless Justin Sane, before taking a firm grip of his neck...
THE DIRT NAP!
Learning the ultimate attack of a wrestler is one thing, executing it without breaking your opponent's neck in this case is another thing altogether. Roy drags Justin Sane's unconscious body across the ring like a caveman, hauling him to the center before pressing a boot to his chest.
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Jessica Stroup: Your winner... Li- uh, Roy Ceiling!
Winner by Pinfall: Roy Ceiling, for Living Dead Karl
Aiello: Griffin Hawkins might have possibly ended Karl, but it appears The Unholy Undead left behind some fail-safes for such an occasion.
Piven: Makes you wonder who else is gonna turn out of the blue! People have to start actively avoiding getting bit by Living Dead Karl, if he ever comes back. Either way, that's bad news for the rest of us, especially Griffin Hawkins.
Aiello: I have a feeling not even "death" can keep Karl from finally getting his hands on The Rock Soldier. We will be back right after this message
Jessica Stroup: Coming to the ring first... from Los Angeles, California, Justin Sane!
He climbs on the apron and proceeds to get close to the turnbuckle on his left, climbing to the third rope and then shouting a few insults to the crowd while pointing to himself, he makes his entrance on the ring through a backflip from the turnbuckle, turns around and opens his arms while moving closer to the ropes before heading back to the middle of the ring where he waits for his opponent.
Aiello: Well that was interesting, Shawn Cage certainly has some high goals for himself, which is what you want to see out of any BRAWL Superstar. Well here we go.. the second match of the night and you can feel the tension in the air here, the crowd does not like this man.
Piven: What? That's just insane.
Aiello: ...Well... yes, of course it's Justin Sane.
Sane continues to wait, and sure enough, no sign of Living Dead Karl.
Piven: Okay, Joey, tell the fans who could possibly be Justin Sane's replacement opponent tonight!
Aiello: God dammit... all right... well, according to that note left by the Good Humor Man, it's possible that the following people, by, uh, virtue of being bitten by Living Dead Karl, are now infected and- am I seriously supposed to believe any of these guys are going to show up and fight Living Dead Karl's fight for him?
Piven: Get on with it, already!
Aiello: Whoever's supposed to come out here in the next few seconds could be: Chris Maverick... Laura Molinaro... Brett Black... and it says James Dawes, but considering we just saw him in action and he wasn't looking all too zombie-ish, scrap that... and finally - oh, and this is rich - Kurt Newman! Could you imagine Kurt Newman doing the dirty work of a guy he's legitimately terrified of? This is just so ridiculous and a waste of everyone's time. No one believes for a second that Living Dead Karl's-
But right on cue, mist begins to rise, soon blanketing most of the arena at low altitudes, the eerie mood augmented with the dimming of the lights, all of which is accompanied by "Pretend We're Dead". At about 15 seconds into the song, two forms manifest themselves from the once-obscuring fog as if having risen from the ground itself. At about the 35-second mark, none other than the two jobbers from the LDK-Dawes video promo, Roy Ceiling and Kay Pinner shamble into view. They definitely don't look like themselves, rather, they look a lot more Karl-like.
Aiello: What in the Hell...
Piven: Well, this is underwhelming.
The two ham-and-eggers look around at the fans with disdain and disgust. Once they reach ringside, they look at each other, then start a game of paper-rock-scissors. Kay picks rock, good ol' rock, but Roy draws paper. Kay looks up the skies, irritated he lost. He then shambles away. Roy slides into the ring and hands Jessica Stroup a note.
Jessica Stroup: And, uh... also from Gettysburg Pennsylvania?... Roy... Ceiling?
Aiello: I've... I've got nothin', Jeremy.
Piven: This is amazing. Maybe a powered-up Roy Ceiling will finally win a match for once?
Aiello: Maybe? But that still doesn't tell us where Living Dead Karl is.
Piven: Dead in the ground, Joey! Remember?!
Justin argues with Jessica, but it's like, what can she do about this change of opponents? Anyway, once in the ring, Roy dusts himself off, sending heavy dirt billowing off his shape. The referee, who was a little too close to Roy at the time, starts to cough and hack.
Piven: If you're close enough to breathe in the grave dirt, you're too close to Living Dead Karl. If you're an associate of Living Dead Karl, the same rules apply. Amateur mistake from referee Josh Daniels, he should really know better by now.
The bell rings. Roy moves in, arms ready to grapple, and Justin Sane immediately hightails it. Sliding under the bottom rope behind him, he makes it to the floor, running a hand through his hair. Roy begins to yell at him (though it's more of a mindless shriek), exasperated, as the referee starts the count.
Aiello: What kind of maneuver is this? It's hard to dislike a man more than anyone who'd side with Karl, but Sane is working for it.
Piven: If this Roy character's coming from Georgia where Living Dead Karl was buried, he's gotta be tired. Take advantage of that! Make Roy Boy come to you.
Justin Sane circles the ring, eyeing Roy cautiously. Roy occasionally makes a run for the edge of the ring, and Sane backs away promptly. Every once in a while, he slides into the ring, both to reset the count and to try and bait Roy into chasing him. Roy doesn't take the bait, waiting in the ring but getting progressively angrier. The crowd is livid.
Finally, somebody yells some sharp obscenity at Justin Sane, who turns around to argue back. Roy with startling speed rushes the ropes, reaching right over them for Justin Sane, who has his back to the ring. He wraps his hands under Sane's jawline, almost ripping Justin off the ground, and almost pulling himself out of the ring. The crowd's mood starts to turn around, if only because something's actually happening.
Aiello: Good lord! He's just as strong as Karl! That's... uh... not normal for Roy Ceiling, but it's an easily explained turn of events.
Piven: Just insane offense from Living Dead Karl's zombie virus slave!
Aiello: ...Oh, that's what you're doing.
The referee starts counting out on Roy, who's leveraging the ropes for this improvised submission hold. At the four count, Roy turns to the ref, menacingly staring him down. Sane takes the distraction to rush under the ropes and into the ring, and BAM! Spinning heel kick to the back of Roy's head, and Sane barely misses the referee in the process. Roy drops to his hands and knees, but Sane's already coming off the side ropes... and nails a perfect dropkick to the side of Roy's head! Roy hits the mat flat!
Piven: See that? That's what's great about Justin Sane. The man can switch gears from methodical to vicious in a heart beat.
Aiello: He looks like an opportunistic coward from where I'm sitting, and this sold out Seattle crowd are acting like they agree with me.
Indeed, the audience's boos almost drown out the action as Justin Sane rolls over Roy for a cover.
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In an unheard of before feat of strength in the "enhancement talent" that is Roy Ceiling, he hoists Sane up into the air with both hands and tosses him right out of the pin. Sane and Roy scramble to their feet at the same time, but Roy goes for the clothesline first. Justin Sane ducks it, hits the ropes, goes for the crossbody... and Roy catches him. He sneers and yells something lewd at the audience, drawing a resurgence of boos. He hoists Sane onto his shoulder, probably for a press slam... but Sane tumbles back behind Roy, hooks the head--
A FALLING REVERSE DDT!
Aiello: I barely know who to back in this race. Justin Sane might be cocky, but this easily explained upgrade to Ceiling can hardly be ignored.
Piven: Yeah, you say "easily explained" but you don't seem to be in any rush to do so.
Sane gets up and starts to head for the turnbuckle, but as soon as he turns his back Roy sits straight up. He grabs an ankle, Justin Sane hits the mat, and Roy begins to rise to his feet with the still-tripped Sane in tow. Sane tries to squirm, tries to kick, but that just gives Roy his other leg--
WHEELBARROW SLAM!
Justin Sane's body practically bounces off the mat. Roy's back up immediately, Sane struggling to find his own footing. Roy stomps at him a couple of times before giving him a helping hand, grabbing him firmly by the dome and hauling him to his feet by his head. Roy slams his head into Sane's once, twice, three times, each time going harder. Even with Roy still holding him up, Sane nearly crumples to the mat at the third headbutt.
Finally growing tired of headbutting him, Roy hooks Sane under his arm... DDT! Roy sits up, snarling, before rolling Justin Sane over... but rather than going for the cover, Roy starts to blatantly strangle Sane in the middle of the ring. Sane kicks and flails, and the referee begins to frantically count Roy out.
Aiello: I don't know much about Roy Ceiling, but he seems to be copying Karl's previously thought to be inimitable style. It's definitely rough and unpolished compared to The Putrid Pugilist's, but... Anyway, in regards to what we just saw, submission holds are standard for a wrestling match, but I don't think outright choking an opponent with your hands is covered in the rule book.
Piven: Please. It's like hitting with a closed fist, or pirating movies. Everybody does it. This Roy Ceiling character is definitely doing his... master? proud,... well, if there's TVs in the afterlife, that is.
Aiello: Don't start!
Growing weary of the referee's counting (and Justin Sane decking him in the side of the head), Roy rises... and drags Sane with him, lifting him straight up by the throat. He hefts him skyward, going for a double-handed chokeslam... but Justin Sane kicks off Roy's chest with both feet! He frees himself, landing on his back as Roy goes tumbling backward. Before Roy can recompose himself, Sane's kipped to his feet...
SUPERKICK!
Roy slooowly creaks over, hitting the mat with a dull thud. Sane steps up to the body, yelling... something at the crowd. Whatever it was, an audience that had almost started cheering for Justin Sane switches allegiances again, and the boos start pouring in. Sane waves them off... and hits Roy with a STANDING MOONSAULT! Like it was no big deal! He holds the cover!
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ROY KICKS OUT FOR THE SECOND TIME IN HIS ENTIRE LIFE!!! Sane starts to scramble, grabbing at the ropes to pull himself away from the stirring Roy and to reassess the situation. Roy takes his time getting back to his feet, heaving himself up with aid from the turnbuckle... Sane waiting like a stalking predator with Roy's back to him.
Piven: All that work, and Sane looks just in--
Aiello: Insane? Just insane? Are you going to do this all night?
Piven: I was going to say just infuriated. Please, try to show a little professionalism.
Roy shakes the cobwebs out, turns around... and Sane's on him! He slings his arm out like he's going for the Insane Asylum, but Roy gets him first. Standing backbreaker! Roy brings Sane's torso down hard onto his bent knee, but rather than let him go, he starts to apply pressure. Hands and the chest on abdomen, forcing Sane across his knee like he's going to break him in half. Roy keeps him held there for several seconds, Sane yelling out in pain, the referee asking him if he wants to give up...
But after Sane continues to refuse submission, Roy flips him over and onto the mat, as if he was getting bored with him. He delivers a few stomps to Justin Sane as he starts to stand, grabbing him by the neck and tights as he starts to get any real footing... and then just LAUNCHES HIM into the turnbuckle, shoulder first!
Sane stumbles back into Roy. Roy wraps his arms around Sane's waist, hurls him back with a release German Suplex... but Sane LANDS ON HIS FEET! He does a full spin in the air and sticks the landing! Roy flops over and starts to get back up from his suplex, but barely makes it to one knee before Sane comes at him...
SHINING WIZARD!
...And Roy barely even flinches. Justin Sane even taunts a little as he gets back up, not realizing what happened until he turns around and sees the look on Roy's face. Roy is already back to a full stand and eye-to-eye with Justin Sane.
Aiello: Do you remember being worried about Roy?
Piven: Before today? Sure? I guess? But this zombification dealie's turned Roy's life... afterlife... around!
Aiello: Even I'm starting to think there's something to that. How could he have learned all of Karl's tricks, gotten almost as strong as him, in such a short time?
Piven: Ohhh get out of there Justin he's going to kill you.
Justin Sane, ever the confident one, stays in Roy's face. He starts to run his mouth, and Roy snaps a hand on his throat. Squeezing. Pushing him to the corner. The referee tries to step in, tries to intervene, starts to count... and Roy relinquishes Sane just long enough to turn on the referee. He towers over the scared official, who starts staggering back to the opposite corner. Sane looks ready to take the chance.
Sane comes barreling across the ring. The referee quickly shoves himself out of the way, and Roy, taking note of his reaction, steps in the opposite direction... narrowly avoiding Sane as he comes flying into the corner, feet first. His legs hook the top of the turnbuckle, and he spills into a tree of woe position.
Piven: Oh, Justin. Justin, this is not where you want to be.
Roy leans in, yelling some unrepeatable filth in the face of the helpless Justin Sane, before taking a firm grip of his neck...
THE DIRT NAP!
Learning the ultimate attack of a wrestler is one thing, executing it without breaking your opponent's neck in this case is another thing altogether. Roy drags Justin Sane's unconscious body across the ring like a caveman, hauling him to the center before pressing a boot to his chest.
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Jessica Stroup: Your winner... Li- uh, Roy Ceiling!
Winner by Pinfall: Roy Ceiling, for Living Dead Karl
Aiello: Griffin Hawkins might have possibly ended Karl, but it appears The Unholy Undead left behind some fail-safes for such an occasion.
Piven: Makes you wonder who else is gonna turn out of the blue! People have to start actively avoiding getting bit by Living Dead Karl, if he ever comes back. Either way, that's bad news for the rest of us, especially Griffin Hawkins.
Aiello: I have a feeling not even "death" can keep Karl from finally getting his hands on The Rock Soldier. We will be back right after this message
COMMERCIAL BREAK
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BACKSTAGE
Brett Black: Heard from Laura lately? (laughs to himself)
Shadow Man: You kno...
Metal Black stops Shadow Man from giving in
Brett Black: Oh I see how it is, you let the new hottness do all the talking for you huh? You sure move on fast. Don't blame you really
Metal Black: You know what dude, you need to back the hell off and go get your ass handed to you by Emma Louise
Brett Black: Whoa, feisty. I like that. You know, we already share the same name.. why not make this thing official?
Shadow Man: Bro, your music is playing... just go do your thing and lets us do our thing. Honestly man. You have the creepy thing down, we get it.
Brett Black: I don't remember talking to you Shadow boy. I'd watch what comes out of your mouth next or I'll make sure you lose more then just your memory.
Brett backs down the hall laughing before heading to the Ramp/Entrance area
Metal Black: I seriously hate the fact we have the same last name
Shadow Man: Wait, you guys aren't related?
Metal Black gives Shadow Man a dirty look before they both crack up laughing
MATCH 3
EMMA LOUISE Vs BRETT BLACK
"This Little Girl" by Cady Groves plays and Emma steps through the curtain. Blows a kiss to the crowd a la Maria and then walks, half dancing to the ring where she slips feet first through the ropes like an envelope before laying suggestively over the top rope.
Jeremy Piven: Emma Louise hasn’t given up her fighting spirit. She keeps going on and looks towards the future. This young woman can make it here in EWC.
Joe Aiello: Well she has a much bigger challenge in the form of her opponent here tonight. Brett Black and Emma Louise have been very successful in the past, we’ll see who comes out on top tonight.
Jessica Stroup: Her opponent, standing 6’5” and weighing in at 295 lbs, from New Oreleans, Louisiana…
The lights slowly dim until the arena is barely lit, save for a few spot lights in the arena rafters.
"Sometimes I dream of sleepiness,
sometimes I feel like I'm alive."
"Jurassitol" by Rob Zombie begins to play as the ramp area slowly illuminates, letting off a dark crimson red beam of flood lights. Slowly turning to face the top of the stage, the music continues to play as the crowd stands to their feet, the entire arena silent due to feelings of uneasiness. Stepping through the arena entrance, Rich Hunter and Shayna Stevens step out unto the stage taking their place on each side. The two of them look out at the fans before staring back at the entrance.. as Brett Black appears in the darkness.
Jessica Stroup: Hailing from New Orleans... please welcome. BRETT BLACK!
Smiling wide, Brett Black walks unto the stage area and slowly removes his dark black flannel shirt. Tossing it aside, he nods at his manager, Sam Samuels, and then makes his way down the rampway. Looking over his shoulder once, Brett grits his teeth and then slides under the bottom rope! The fans remain eerily silent as Brett heads to center ring and holds his arms out to his sides, mocking the fans. Rich Hunter remains at ringside as does Shayna Stevens. Back in the ring, Brett Black basks in the silence as he remains in place.
The theme song slowly fades out, and Black removes his fedora, tossing it to Shayna Stevens. He then bounces in place and checks his wrist tape, awaiting the sound of the bell.
Joe Aiello: Brett Black returning to EWC in a big way, he’s going up against Emma Louise, tonight on BRAWL.
Jeremy Piven: Both have had winning ways in the past and both have bright futures in EWC. He certainly isn't making friends here in the EWC which is obvious by his altercation with Shadow Man and Metal Black just a few moments ago. But who needs friends, he's here to win Championships
The referee checks both people and calls for the bell, it rings out and Brett starts off by shoulder tackling Emma. She gets up, Brett does another shoulder tackle, she gets up a third time and Brett takes her down with a clothesline. He takes a knee and starts to pound away on her face with his massive fists, after six punches, he gets up, bounces off the ropes and hits a leg drop across his opponent’s throat.
Emma rolls to the center of the ring but Brett keeps up his attack and drops several more elbows over her chest and neck. Grabbing her hair, Brett Black pulls Emma Louise up to her feet, then lifts her up in a stalling Suplex. Keeping her suspended for ten seconds, he shows off his great strength and then falls back. Emma rolls slightly on her side allowing Brett to kick her in the back several times.
Without letting her wait on the ground too long, Brett Black grabs Emma Louise by her waist and hits a Sitout Powerbomb and tries to go for a pin fall by leaning over her…
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Joe Aiello: Near fall by Brett Black, he almost put this one away early.
Jeremy Piven: Yeah, that would be a great for Brett Black’s return but horrible for Emma Louise herself.
The fans cheer as Emma easily gets her shoulder up but Black stands up and starts stomping away over his opponent’s body. He then grabs his opponent stands her up and tries to go for an Irish Whip, throws her across the ring and sets up for a back body drop but Emma kicks him in the chest. Brett leans up, pained and Emma follows through with a knife edge chop. With a boot to his gut, Brett Black is laid out with a DDT.
However he doesn’t stay down long as he starts climbing up and is hit with a spin kick then goes into a x factor. Pointing to a turnbuckle, Emma climbs up, shows love to the crowd before jumping backwards and hitting her booty Poppin’ Moonsault and goes for a cover…
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The crowd is groans as Emma just narrowly misses getting the pin. Leaning over her opponent’s face, she starts punching away at him.
Jeremy Piven: She was so close to getting the pin right there, but Brett Black was able to get his shoulder up. The fans of Emma Louise are clearly upset.
Joe Aiello: Brett Black isn’t going down that easily. The man’s back and with one clear purpose. He wants to win here tonight.
Staying on top of her opponent, Emma Louise drives a knee into her opponent’s gut and stuns him. Emma slaps him across his face, follows up with a knife edge chop and thrust kick that forces him to double over and hits Twist of Hate but he resists it, gets a head butt in that stuns Emma. She backs up and is hit with piledriver, Brett doesn’t let go and hits a second piledriver, keeps his lock and hits a third piledriver! The fans start booing loudly as he hits places a hand against Emma’s neck, pulls her up, hits the Black Out Powerbomb!! He slowly gets down and covers Emma as he places his feet on the ropes for leverage, the referee doesn’t see it!…
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The fans boo loudly as the referee raises Brett Black’’s hand in victory. “Jurassitol” starts playing over the PA system. Emma recovers quickly and tries to attack Brett from behind but he quickly leaves the ring and walks backwards up the ramp victoriously.
Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner by pin fall, BRETT BLACK!
WINNER BY PIN FALL: BRETT BLACK
Jeremy Piven: Wow, Brett Black managed to get the win with a little head butt and his feet on the ropes. Emma is not happy about this at all! This guy is on a major roll. Big things are in store for the rookie.
Joe Aiello: Don’t got anywhere folks, we still have the main event coming up next!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
Shadow Man and Metal Black are still in the hallway as Brett Black walks past them with a huge grin on his face
Brett Black: Victory tastes so sweet... but not as sweet as you look
Brett Black then enters his Dressing Room and shuts the door
Metal Black: That's it, I've had it. I can't go one more minute sharing anything with that asshole.
Shadow Man: Metal, I'd normally be all with you... but we have a match right now, and I need my Tacos before I fight. It's my thing, I need my thing.
Metal Black: Yah you're right. He just...
Monday Night Brawl General Managers Justin Gold and Matt Silver come around the corner
Metal Black: Justin, Matt...
Justin and Matt turn around and walk over to Metal Black and Shadow Man
Justin Gold: What's up? Don't you guys have a match right now?
Metal Black: We do.. but I have a huge favor to ask
Matt Silver: Sure... what's up?
Metal Black: Do you have my opponent lined up for next week?
Justin Gold: We haven't finalized the show yet, but we are thin...
Metal Black: I want Brett Black.
Matt Silver nods at Justin and Justin nods back
Justin Gold: Yah, that... that would make for a great Main Event.
Matt Silver: Salt Lake City, Metal Black vs Brett Black... that's money
Shadow Man: Our music is playing... I need my taco!
Metal Black: But I want a stipulation... the Loser has to PERMANENTLY change their last name
Matt Silver: Whoa, we can't do that... we can do... maybe...
Justin Gold: One week... Loser has to change their name for one week AND get announced on the next Brawl as the new last name
Matt Silver: I like that
Shadow Man jumps up like a little girl who just spotted an ice cream truck
Shadow Man: Winners choice
Matt Silver: Huh?
Shadow Man looks at Metal Black and smiles
Shadow Man: The Winner gets to choose the last name for the loser
Metal Black: Oh I like that
Justin Gold: Done, it's booked. Now get down that ramp please
Shadow Man and Metal Black high five and start heading towards the ramp
Shadow Man: I got so many ideas for you... Brett Penis Hands... Brett Taco Breath Bacon Farts Penis Hands... Brett Moonshine Goat Fuc...
Brett Black: Victory tastes so sweet... but not as sweet as you look
Brett Black then enters his Dressing Room and shuts the door
Metal Black: That's it, I've had it. I can't go one more minute sharing anything with that asshole.
Shadow Man: Metal, I'd normally be all with you... but we have a match right now, and I need my Tacos before I fight. It's my thing, I need my thing.
Metal Black: Yah you're right. He just...
Monday Night Brawl General Managers Justin Gold and Matt Silver come around the corner
Metal Black: Justin, Matt...
Justin and Matt turn around and walk over to Metal Black and Shadow Man
Justin Gold: What's up? Don't you guys have a match right now?
Metal Black: We do.. but I have a huge favor to ask
Matt Silver: Sure... what's up?
Metal Black: Do you have my opponent lined up for next week?
Justin Gold: We haven't finalized the show yet, but we are thin...
Metal Black: I want Brett Black.
Matt Silver nods at Justin and Justin nods back
Justin Gold: Yah, that... that would make for a great Main Event.
Matt Silver: Salt Lake City, Metal Black vs Brett Black... that's money
Shadow Man: Our music is playing... I need my taco!
Metal Black: But I want a stipulation... the Loser has to PERMANENTLY change their last name
Matt Silver: Whoa, we can't do that... we can do... maybe...
Justin Gold: One week... Loser has to change their name for one week AND get announced on the next Brawl as the new last name
Matt Silver: I like that
Shadow Man jumps up like a little girl who just spotted an ice cream truck
Shadow Man: Winners choice
Matt Silver: Huh?
Shadow Man looks at Metal Black and smiles
Shadow Man: The Winner gets to choose the last name for the loser
Metal Black: Oh I like that
Justin Gold: Done, it's booked. Now get down that ramp please
Shadow Man and Metal Black high five and start heading towards the ramp
Shadow Man: I got so many ideas for you... Brett Penis Hands... Brett Taco Breath Bacon Farts Penis Hands... Brett Moonshine Goat Fuc...
TAG TEAM MATCH
KRUZER & JEZZABEL
Vs
METAL BLACK & SHADOW MAN (C)
Jessica Stroup: The following match is a inter gender tag team match and is the MAIN EVENT! Introducing first, at a combined weight of 390 lbs, the team of Jezzabel & Kruzer!
'O Canada' on electric guitar then tires squeal out and theme music begins to play. Smoke fills the archway, Kruzer bursts through from the gorilla position with energy, wearing a long coat over his ring attire and black wrap around shades with flames on the arms coming out of the lenses. Stands a at the top of the ramp, flashing his now trademark bullhorns as pyros explode behind him. He makes his way to the ring and steps to the second rope in all four corners of the ring flashing the bullhorns and hyping up the fans.
Then suddenly…
Hybrid of Kane & The Undertaker; Lights go dark in the arena and a red glow come up throughout. A bell tolls and 'Toccata & Fugue' by Birdie Wings, a Phoenix shriek is heard and as the first chord of the song plays the stage is engulfed in flames. As the flames dissipate, Jezzabel appears on the stage, seemingly out of thin air and stares down at the ring for a moment then makes her way down to the ring. For added effect, she will sometimes step into the ring and call upon the powers of darkness and flame up the ring posts a la Kane.
Joe Aiello: Jezzabel and Kruzer, two of the first graduates from Future Stars of Wrestling, the developmental territory of EWC. These two have a lot going for them, they can easily become huge stars here tonight by defeated Metal Black and Shadow Man in tag team action.
Jeremy Piven: Shadow Man hasn’t been defeated in tag team action yet this season, but Jezzabel and Kruzer have a lot going for them tonight. Could we see the Force’s first loss as a team? I can't lie, I'm already excited for next week's Main Event! Brett Black vs Metal Black, that's a lot of Blacks!
Joe Aiello: Jesus Jeremy.. watch it
Joe Aiello: Jesus Jeremy.. watch it
Jessica Stroup: Their opponents, representing the FORCE, at a combined weight of 385 lbs, consisting of one half of the EWC Tag Team Champions and current EWC Hardcore Champion, SHADOW MAN & METAL BLACK!
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.
Suddenly the lights in the arena slowly begin to dim as everyone in the arena quickly get's to their feet and begin to make some noise. "Invincible" by OK Go then begins to play over the Sound System as three strobe lights begin to pulse in the entrance way, fog then begins to rise from below the stage in front of the entrance.
The X-Treme Tron lights up counting down from 9 all the way to 1. It seems as though every single person is on their feet counting down the numbers. Once it gets to 0 large letters flash “IT'S SHOWTIME”.
An enormous uproar of cheers now blends out the blasting of "Invincible"! A few moments later Shadow Man walks from behind the wall of Fog onto the stage. He stands there for a few seconds with a smirk on his face and begins to point to the fans who are screaming the loudest.
Shadow then looks towards the camera with a cocky yet confident look on his face as he begins to walk down the ramp and towards the ring. On the way he makes silly faces into the camera. After waving at the fans while walking down the ramp Shadow runs and slides onto the ring apron on one knee and holding onto the middle Rope, Shadow gets to his feet and in a cocky manor steps threw the first and second Ropes.
He then gets into the ring and runs over to the corner and jumps up onto the second turnbuckle. He pats himself on the chest twice and then points to all the screaming fans. He then points to the sky and pumps his fist for Memphis Reigns! Shadow then jumps down from the turnbuckle and turns around and leans in the corner and a waits for the match to begin
Jeremy Piven: The FORCE is in the house! Metal Black and Shadow Man have been really successful and strong as of late. Can they continue their winning ways?
Joe Aiello: Not if Jezzabel and Kruzer have anything to say about it. This main event is going to be one for the fans at home and the people here tonight to check out.
The referee checks out all four people, who are all clean and calls for the bell. Shadow Man and Kruzer head out of and allow the ladies to start this match and the two hook up in the center of the ring. They lock on tight, and Metal Black gets the upper hand and hits a enzui forearm smash then follows up with a hip toss. Jezz hits the ground and sees Metal Black stomp on her shoulders but Jezz pushes through and stands up. The two trade punches with Metal Black again getting the upper hand and hits a drop toe hold then switches into a headlock.
Jezz reaches out and grabs the ropes quickly and the referee breaks them up. Jezzabel uses the ropes to help her up and as Metal Black goes to grab her, Jezz gets a few kicks in that stun her opponent. She then speed walks over and tags in Kruzer who runs over and pushes Metal Black who inadvertently tags in Shadow Man. The crowd explodes seeing Shadow Man jump over the top rope.
The two men lock up and Shadow Man drives a knee into his opponent’s gut and follows through with a T-bone Suplex. Grabbing onto Kruzer’s arm, Shadow Man forces it back and tries to break it up Kruzer is fast on his feet and gets back up by chopping out. Kruzer goes for an elbow drop but Shadow Man rolls away, gets up and lands a elbow drop of his own and repeats it several times.
Joe Aiello: Looks like the team of Kruzer and Jessabel have the bad end of the stick early on tonight.
Jeremy Piven: The FORCE is always on top of their game. SO there’s no need to worry about them, just worry about the newer team of Jessabel and Kruzer.
Shadow Man pulls Kruzer up, whips him into a corner and runs over but Kruzer gets his foot up and stops Shadow Man. The Hardcore Champion backs up and tries to rush over again but is blocked by Kruzer’s foot again, then Kruzer runs over and hits a Clothesline. Shadow Man is down and now Kruzer starts landing elbows over his opponent’s face.
Shadow pushes through to stand up and hit with a chop block, then Kruzer follow through with a reverse side backbreaker. Kruzer walks over and tags in Jezzabel who kicks Shadow a few times while he’s down. The Hardcore Icon rolls towards Metal Black and quickly tags her in before rolling onto the ring’s edge. The ladies run at each other and Jezz gets the upper hand, with a forearm smash to her head and follows up with a vertical Suplex.
Jezz starts thrusting knees into her opponent’s shoulders and ribs as she lays down. Metal throws a foot back and kicks her opponent’s head and quickly gets up and tries to attack Jezz but she counters with a body slam. Then goes for a front facelock, Metal Black doesn’t tap out as she gets to the ropes. Letting go, Jezzabel gets up and as Metal turns around, she’s taking down again by a flying head scissors.
Jeremy Piven: Looks like the team of Jezzabel and Kruzer have turned this one around. Who would have thought that?
Joe Aiello: I’m sure Metal Black and Shadow Man didn’t see that coming. They didn’t have a bunch of offense early on and now they’re just taking it to the FORCE.
Jezzabel puts a hand around her opponent’s neck, lifts her up and hits a chokeslam. Seeing that Kruzer wants a tag in, Jezzabel helps her opponent up, whips Metal into their corner, tags in Kruzer and the two hit a double Suplex. Kruzer stomps all over Metal’s body, pulls her up, carries her away from the ropes and hits a power bomb, then flips over her and goes for the pin…
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Shadow Man breaks up the pin! The crowd cheers as Shadow breaks up the pin attempt and heads back to his corner.
Joe Aiello: Great timing by Shadow Man, how much longer can Metal Black stay in the ring with Kruzer and Jezzabel beating her down the way that they are?
Jeremy Piven: Shadow Man is one half of the tag team champions for a reason. He’s been a multi time tag team champion for a reason, with that experience comes the ability to think fast.
Kruzer points at Shadow Man then walks over to him to try and take a swing but Shadow Man ducks it and swings a fist back, dazing Kruzer a moment. This gives Jezzabel time to recover and hit a half nelson backbreaker. This move downs both of them but Metal starts to crawl over to her corner, the fans start clapping loudly getting behind Metal as she nears Shadow Man who is leaning over far into the ring. Kruzer grabs her legs and stops the tag, as they stand up, Metal Black hits a enzuigiri then lunges out and tags in Shadow Man.
Fired up, Shadow Man starts to punch Kruzer like a pimp and floor him with a with a Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Jezzabel tries running in but she too is hit with a overhead belly to belly Suplex. The fans are exploding and starting to raise the roof as Shadow Man walks over, grabs Kruzer and hits a Spinner Spinebuster. Jezzabel rolls out and returns to her corner as Shadow Man fires fists away at his opponents face. After ten punches, he gets up, walks over to the corner, climbs the turnbuckle and hits a Moonsault, remaining on top for the pin…
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The crowd groans loudly as Shadow Man nearly had the pin fall.
Jeremy Piven: You can actually hear the hears of the fans here tonight break as Shadow Man also took this one home early. Jezzabell has her partner’s back just as well as Shadow Man has all of his partners.
Joe Aiello: They are both well experienced tag teams. Kruzer and Jezzabel have been partners most likely longer than they were in FSW and in EWC in general, while Metal Black has always been a team player just as Shadow Man has been a team leader in the past.
Shadow Man argues with Jezzabel a moment, however she ignores him and doesn’t pay attention to him and Kruzer is able to recovers to attack Shadow Man from back. He stumbles forward and leans on the top rope; Kruzer runs at him and drop kicks his opponent’s knee. Shadow Man screams loudly holding his knee.
Jeremy Piven: That man’s poor knee, since Xplode and Derek Wellings messed it up a few weeks back; Shadow Man’s knee has been consistently attacked. I don’t think Shadow Man will be able to finish the match or participate in the Rumble in the Bronx if this keeps up.
Joe Aiello: Everyone knows about that bad knee, if Shadow Man took time off to let that knee heel it would set him back more than it help him. In the years we’ve seen Shadow Man be active, he’s not the type of person to exactly take the easy way out and he definitely won’t let himself take time off unless he absolutely has to.
Kruzer grabs Shadow Man’s leg and start stomping on it. Then he slams his knee hard into the canvas. He repeats this several times, before finally pulling Shadow Man to the center of the ring. He goes for the Kruzer Kick and successfully hits it, once more he flips his opponent over and goes for a pin…
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Once more the crowd explodes as Shadow Man doesn’t go down for the pin. Kruzer pulls Shadow Man up to his feet and attempts the Kruzermatic DDT but upon throwing him to the ropes, Jezzabel blind tags herself in. The referee calls it and as Kruzer goes for the DDT, but Emma Black runs over and hits a Hammer Punch, causing Kruzer to release Shadow Man.
Shadow Man rolls on the ring edge holding his battered knee, Metal gets up Kruzer and hits a sit-out hip toss. Jezzabell runs into the ring and tries to kick Metal Black. But the partner of Shadow man grabs her opponent’s foot, trips her then hits a leg drop. The two get up and the referee tries getting order again, but Metal Black pushes through and does several repeat knee lifts into her opponent’s gut and then her Magnum T&A on Jezzabel. Hitting the canvass hard, Jezzabel rolls out of the ring and hits the floor hard.
Kruzer starts to get up, dazed and turns around slowly to get hit with the Motograter! The fans explode as Metal Black hits her signature move and goes for the pin fall…
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The referee calls for the bell as Metal Black helps Shadow Man up and he leans heavily onto his opponent’s shoulder. “Conditions of my Parole” hits the pa system as the house explodes in excitement.
Jessica Stroup: Here are you winners, THE FORCE!!
WINNERS BY PIN FALL: SHADOW MAN & METAL BLACK, THE FORCE
Joe Aiello: Shadow Man and Metal Black proved to be too much for them tonight, and had tremendous chemistry in the ring here tonight. The Force is certainly looking stronger and stronger every week.
Jeremy Piven: You have to wonder how long that will continue. Can they all continue to get a long and work so well as a unit, or will the greed for gold start to settle in soon. You have to picture a Metal Black vs Kurt Newman match soon for that International Championship, how will the team respond after that? Anyways... that's all for us here tonight - We will see you next week in Salt Lake City Utah! Brett Black / Metal Black - Someone is going home with a new name! Good Night Seattle.
OUTSIDE
Outside the arena, a figure in a Hooded Jacket walks across a deserted car park. His footsteps loudly echo against the emptiness as the camera cuts to various angles.
Clack... Clack... Clack...
A tracking shot of Doc Marten boots tapping against the tarmac.
Clack... Clack... Clack...
A flash of a grizzled jawline, hidden in the shadow of the hood.
Clack... Clack... Clack...
A close up shot of the Union Flag on one side of the figure's chest.
Clack... Clack... Clack...
Another close up shot, this time of the Japanese Flag on the other side.
Clack... Clack... Clack...
A more distant shot of the two flags either side of a silver zip
Clack... Clack... Clack...
A shot over the shoulder of the figure as he reaches the brawl banner outside of the arena and stops.
The camera pans around him until it reaches the front, showing the bottom of his jaw, while the top of his face remains hidden in shadow.
The figure lets out a deep breath, before pushing his hood back and staring up at the sign, revealing his face.
Kellar: Here we are now...
© THE EXTREME WRESTLING CORPORATION 2015
END CREDITS
MATCH WRITERS
MATCH 1 - King Flip
MATCH 2 - Metal Black (w Living Dead Karl)
MATCH 3 - Jon Goldberg
MAIN EVENT - Jon Goldberg
MATCH 2 - Metal Black (w Living Dead Karl)
MATCH 3 - Jon Goldberg
MAIN EVENT - Jon Goldberg
SEGMENTS
Living Dead Karl
Shadow Man
Shelley Silver
Jon Kellar
Shawn Cage
Kruzer
Shadow Man
Shelley Silver
Jon Kellar
Shawn Cage
Kruzer
BRAWL VOTERS
President Mac
Miss Ronda
Miss Ronda
Jon Goldberg
QUICK RE-CAP
MATCH 1
KING FLIP Vs JAMES DAWES (N/S)
WINNER: King Flip
MATCH 2
LIVING DEAD KARL Vs JUSTIN SANE (N/S)
WINNER: LDK
MATCH 3
EMMA LOUISE Vs BRETT BLACK
WINNER: Brett Black
MAIN EVENT TAG TEAM MATCH
KRUZER & JEZZABEL Vs METAL BLACK & SHADOW MAN (C)
WINNERS: Metal Black & Shadow Man
KING FLIP Vs JAMES DAWES (N/S)
WINNER: King Flip
MATCH 2
LIVING DEAD KARL Vs JUSTIN SANE (N/S)
WINNER: LDK
MATCH 3
EMMA LOUISE Vs BRETT BLACK
WINNER: Brett Black
MAIN EVENT TAG TEAM MATCH
KRUZER & JEZZABEL Vs METAL BLACK & SHADOW MAN (C)
WINNERS: Metal Black & Shadow Man
© THE EXTREME WRESTLING CORPORATION 2015
