Post by MNB on Oct 8, 2018 17:10:11 GMT -6
WARNING:
This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
EPISODE #521 | OCTOBER 8TH 2018LIVE! from the Capital One Arena, Washington, District of Columbia
EWC BRAWL
General Manager: Victor Price
Assistant General Manager: Roger "Doc" Hollister
Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Ace Heart
General Manager: Victor Price
Assistant General Manager: Roger "Doc" Hollister
Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Ace Heart
"Thunderstruck" by AC/DC blasts in the Arena
The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night BRAWL's history.
From episode 001 in 1997 all the way down to the last episode #520 in Brooklyn.
Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator, The Rev, Ruthann Hunter, Ashton Drake and then Xplode all with the EWC Championship.
Sped up footage again then takes us through to current Monday Night BRAWL Superstars: Kendrick Kross, Dominic Sanders, Griffin Hawkins, Leviathan, Anthony Grunge, Bishop Church, Mike McGuire, Emma Louise, Rob Garcia, Charlie Hardin, "The Catalyst" Jimmy Allen, Joe Doe, Jamal Jackson, Iggy Swango, Marquee, Nick James, Los Amantes, Young Sinatra, Bobbi Springfield, Oyabun Gin, Marquee, Dream Weaver, Killian DeVille, and Happy.
We then get a shot of the Champions of BRAWL:
Killian DeVille with the Television Championship
Happy with the X-Division Championship
NSFW with the Tag Team Championships
Griffin Hawkins with the International Championship
and finally...
Candy with the Undisputed Championship
The opening pyros blast across the stage and here we go.
The Capital One Arena is electric!
The Capital One Arena is electric!
A chant begins of
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
A thick layer of fog circles the arena, and camera flashes repeatedly strobe the area!
The camera feed pans to different areas in the arena and we see fans cheering in excitement!
The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement
as fireworks emit from each corner of the ring!
A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.
A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.
The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!
Signs can be seen all over the arena, some reading
"VILLINIZE ME!"
"JOE DOE THO!"
"Rampage Is For Soup Eaters"
"We Miss Bobbi!"
"#BRAWL4LIFE"
and "MOM! SEND MONEY!"
Aiello: Gooood evening, everybody! Welcome to Monday Night BRAWL! We are LIVE from the Capital One Arena in Washington DC! And...
The melody of Beethoven’s 5th Symphony begins to play throughout the arena as the lights dim, a spotlight shines on center stage until “The Gold Standard” Draco Lazarus steps into it. He stops, crosses both arms, and looks down on the fans with a smug look on his face.
Carter: Well, who invited this guy out here?
Bennett: He doesn't need any damn invitation! Welcome, Draco!
He points the Golden Cane at a few fans and starts to berate a few fans before pulling it back and putting it down. He acts as if he is a conductor, with his Middle Fingers, waving them around to the crowd to match the beat.
Draco Lazarus: Washington DC. Home of the hobbknobbing politicians and their knobbobbing escorts.
The audience erupt in Boos with some cheap heat.
Draco Lazarus: I figured there was no better place than the home of national corruption and incompetence to drop this life changing news bomshell on all you insignificant brainwashed voters and social media sluts. This announcement changes the very landscape of EWC. The Golden Boy hereby declares himself a member of Monday Night Brawl. After Melody Malone helped me prove we would be unbeatable on FSW, I thought to myself and decided, I am done trolling FSW. That was a nice long, con. But the jig is up. It is time for the Golden Boy to finally go 100 on Monday Night Brawl.
The arena fills with Boos at this terrible news.
Aiello: Did we just we hear Draco say what I think?
Bennett: Pass cigars around Carter. Tonight we celebrate the arrival of Draco Lazarus to BRAWL!
Carter: One has to wonder what motivations are behind this move.
Draco Lazarus: I bet none of you idiots realize there is a reason I am undefeated against Rampage and Brawl competitors in singles competition, yet lose all the time at FSW. BECAUSE I WASN’T EVEN FUCKING TRYING YOU FOOLS! IT WAS A JOKE BECAUSE FSW IS A JOKE! LOOK AT THEIR DAMN CHAMPIONS HISTORY. THEY GO NOWHERE!
The crowd rains down even louder jeers and Boos.
Draco Lazarus: Do you see Maggie Lockheart anywhere? Amis? Calling THE Undisputed Amis? Nope. Nowhere. Otaki, transformed to Robina Hood, without my help I may add, and now is holding a briefcase and finally gets another shot damn near a year later because everyone knows she is OLD NEWS. Xavier Reid, demoted to PRIME. And that’s just from this year. Do you see any former FSW champions as a top talent on Brawl or Rampage? FUCK NO! So WHY? Why the fuck would I try in FSW? To win the FSW title and become irrelevant? So I made the call to the wisest GM of all, Victor Price. He threw me an offer I couldn’t refuse, and HERE I AM TO TAKE OVER MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL!
The fans as now livid at the scumbag for demeaning the amazing accomplishments of these FSW Superstars...
DRACO SUCKS!
FUCK YOU DRACO!
DRACO SUCKS!
FUCK YOU DRACO!
Draco begins laughing hysterically.
Draco Lazarus: Oh god. You should see the looks on all your ugly faces. Priceless in the most Worthless of ways. So now that is official, GRIFFIN HAWKINS! You made the mistake of saying anytime, anywhere. So how about next Brawl, and how about we make it a Falls Count Anywhere. So I can knock your ass, and drag your unconscious body backstage where I have the worst barber I know cut your hair while I choke you out. So it will be a WIN-WIN for me.
Draco chuckles as the fans again rain down Boos at the spoiled brat.
Draco Lazarus: I figure, why not just embarrass one of your beloved champions, and show you all just how serious I am about taking over. Why don’t you think I can play all these mental games with you fools in tights back there? Because none of you can hold a candle to my wrestling skills. I was Olympic material almost two decades ago, AND I JUST KEEP GETTING BETTER!
The fans have other opinions….
DRACO SUCKS!
FUCK YOU DRACO!
DRACO SUCK!
FUCK YOU DRACO!
DRACO SUCKS!
FUCK YOU DRACO!
Draco does the ole knee slap before bringing the mic back up to speak. Fortunately for everyone else in the world, Draco is interrupted by an explosion of cheers as Happy comes charging up from behind. Draco looks confused as he stares out at the fans, until he turns to see Happy’s forearm attempt to decapitate him before he does a revolution in the air and, landing on the ramp hard. Happy pounces on Draco and begins unloading hard rights into the forehead of the Golden Boy. Happy stops the assault to set him up, lift Draco, and slam him down with a Psycho Driver.
Carter: This is great. Listen to these fans cheer for Draco to get his just dessert.
Bennett: How dare you? Happy just ruined possibly the biggest announcement in BRAWL history.
He goes to set up Draco for another, but Frankie Romono comes storming out of the entrance, charges toward Happy, but slows down, only pushing Happy off of Draco, then standing between Draco and Happy.
Frankie Romono: Can’t let yous do this. This is what I’m paid for. Yous know that. Yous want to get more of him, yous gotta go through me.
Happy steps up into Frankie’s face. Neither man flinches.
Happy: Frankie, I got no beef with you. You get out of the way, and no harm done.
Frankie backs up with Draco as Draco begins to push himself up the ramp from a seated position. Happy tries to go around Frankie but Frankie manages to be angled so he is still between the adversaries.
Frankie Romono: Happy, I told yous. This ain’t happenin’ while I’m here.
Happy: You don’t know what you’re doing Frankie. The cost will be greater than the price he is paying you. Trust me.
With those words of advice, Happy begins to back up, making his way backstage while he keeps an eye on the last two members of Collateral Damage while Draco yells from a seated position behind Frankie. As the two begin to slowly make their way backstage, the camera focuses in on the announce table once again.
Aiello: Well that was quite the start to the show!
Carter: Extremely unexpected!
Bennett: What a blessing! Draco Lazarus is full-time on Monday Night BRAWL!
Carter: Yes. A blessing.
Aiello: Well, folks, as I was getting to earlier....
“I Want Candy” by Aaron Carter blasts throughout the Capital One Arena. In an instant, fans are on their feet and cheering loudly as Candy comes walking out from the back.
Aiello: Looks like Monday Night BRAWL just got sweet.
Bennett: I guess this is open mic night! What business does she have out here?!
Carter: I’m sure she’ll tell us in just a minute. In the meantime, I’m just going to enjoy the view.
Bennett: It’s definitely not bad!
Aiello: You two. Really? Our champion isn’t a piece of meat.
Carter: No, she’s a Sweet Treat!
Candy waves to the crowd and makes her way down the aisle as the ring announcer is heard on the microphone.
Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the ring at this time...your EWC Undisputed and Indy Champion...CAAAAAANNDDYYYYYYY!”
The cheering only gets louder as the camera shows off the gold she is carrying around her waist and on her shoulder.
Aiello: Candy once again surprised us all when she successfully retained the Undisputed Championship at Rumble in the Bronx!
Candy is all smiles as she makes her way up onto the ring apron and steps through the ropes only to raise the Undisputed Championship from her shoulder and into the air. Pictures are instantly snapped.
Aiello: EWC is definitely running on a Sugar High!
Carter: It’s a good high to be on if you ask me.
After lowering the championship back to her shoulder, Candy walks to the ring announcer and exchanges a few words before taking the microphone. Once Jessica leaves the ring, Candy waits for things to settle. As her music fades and the cheers die down, Candy raises the mic to speak.
Candy: So it’s great to be on Monday Night Brawl!
Yup, more cheers.
Candy: Now I’m sure you are all wondering what I’m doing here. It’s not to talk about my Rumble in the Bronx win. Even though it was an incredible night for the Candy Castle.
She giggles as the cheers continue.
Candy: But someone else won that night. Someone else I’m very interested in. The Rumble in the Bronx Winner, Dominic Sanders.
There are some boos rising up through the cheers.
Candy: Now I know Dominic isn’t scheduled to compete tonight, but I bet here’s still here in the building somewhere. So I’d like for him to come and join me out here right now. I’ve got something to say to him!
As Candy lowers the mic and waits on his arrival, she pulls out a lollipop from her back pocket and pops it in her mouth after removing the wrapper.
Aiello: Candy came to call out Dominic Sanders. This could get interesting fast!
“Phenomenal” begins playing throughout the Capital One Arena. Dominic Sanders steps out from the back and looks over the crowd as they greet him with all types of reactions.
With the slightest smirk on his face, Sanders stands atop the ramp.
Aiello: This is the first time we have seen Dominic Sanders since winning the Rumble in the Bronx match.
Bennett: I wish he would’ve stayed away longer!
Sanders’ music fades out slowly as he raises the microphone to his mouth. Before he could speak, a chant begins to accumulate throughout the crowd.
WE WANT CAN-DY!
CLAP, CLAP, CLAP CLAP CLAP!
WE WANT CAN-DY!
CLAP, CLAP, CLAP CLAP CLAP!
Sanders huffs a bit into the microphone as he begins to speak.
Sanders: Candy. Mrs. Rayder. First of all, congratulations to you on your title defense against Luke Wolfe. Many doubted you and, once again, you put the doubters to bed.
The crowd cheers for Candy.
Sanders: Second, I understand you’ve ‘got something to say’ to me tonight. Well, I’m here…
Since it was once again her turn to do the talking, Candy removes the lollipop from her mouth as before raising the microphone to speak.
Candy: First of all, thank you for coming out to join me…
She pauses slightly.
Candy: ...But it would seem you’ve beaten me to the punch here. Because I was calling you out to say congratulations for winning the Rumble. And not just any Rumble. But the 40 person Rumble in the Bronx. I’m sure anyone would agree that’s quite the feat.
Sanders: You know, it wasn’t easy. Between Captain Backstabber and his attacks on me post-elimination… and being in the ring with the best FSW, Brawl, and Rampage have to offer… along with, obviously, the NEXT best that Prime has to offer… all of that was no cake walk. But going up against Luke Wolfe, that’s never as easy as you’d like it to be, either. We both had good nights two weeks ago. And, obviously, it sets up something huge for WrestleFest.
Sanders begins walking slowly to the ring as he talks.
Sanders: Now, we know I will be there. That is guaranteed, Candy. But whether you make it there or not is in question. Because there is still a LOT of EWC action between now and WrestleFest. Who’s to say that you don’t end up defending that title against somebody at Hardcore Revolution? Or maybe StableWars? As much as I would LOVE to sit here and tell you how much I cannot wait for our clash at WrestleFest…
Sanders is now on the ring apron and steps through the ropes and into the ring. He walks over to Candy.
Sanders: ...there’s no guarantee that you’ll even be in the ring with me. So why speculate and waste my energy until we know for sure?
Sanders smirks, the Washington DC crowd booing his assumption.
Candy: I don’t blame you for not wanting to waste your energy. I wouldn’t want that, either. Which is why I didn’t come all this way without a purpose. Because you see, my next Undisputed Championship defense doesn’t happen until WrestleFest. Against YOU.
Even as she puts emphasis on the last word, Candy takes one step closer as she looks up to stare him right in the eye.
Candy: And just as I put those doubters to bed at Rumble in the Bronx, I’m fixing to do the same thing on December the 17th!
Sanders looks down at her and into her eyes. She sees the cold stare looking into his eyes and, once again, a smirk spreads across his face.
Sanders: You’re quite the little firecracker now, aren’t you? I like that. That’s admirable. But don’t forget what got me to this point, Candy. I was going nowhere fast in the EWC until StrangleMania Thirteen. That was really when my career made a turn for the better. Ask Nostalgia. Ask Morgan Darkwater. Ask Xavier Reid. They can tell you that I’ve gotten better and better and better since that night in March. And who did it all start with? That little husband of yours. Robbie boy was the first victim to start this trend of my dominance. And you’re going to be the end-cap. It’ll be like my little Rayder sandwich. And, once I take that title off of your shoulder, it’s going to taste so much sweeter than any of your cupcakes and lollipops.
Sanders smiles at Candy as he backs off a step and lowers the microphone to a chorus of boos.
Candy: Um, hello? You’re not the only one who has gotten better and better in EWC. I went from not winning at all to becoming the Indy Champion, then going on to become the Undisputed Champion from there. Now I stand before you today as a dual champion.
Candy smiles back in his direction with confidence as cheers take over again.
Candy: I’d say that’s being pretty dominant in my own right. So I wouldn’t just assume you’re going to end up with a Rayder sandwich. Because if you count me out of this fight before it even begins, you’ll be making the same mistake as so many others have in the past. Which will turn out to be very costly. Don’t want to take my word for it? Just ask Stitches, Killjoy, or any of the other singles champions that were in the ring with me at Night of Champions. They’ll be sure to tell you how it all ends!
With that, Candy tosses her mic to the mat and pops her lollipop back in her mouth. She winks at Dominic as she skips away and makes her exit from the ring.
Aiello: Candy showing that she isn’t about to be intimidated by the Rumble in the Bronx winner!
Carter: As the Champion, she has no reason to be!
Dominic watches the Champion go as she retreats to the back while holding up the EWC Undisputed Championship. Sanders slowly exits the ring and begins to make his way up the ramp.
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Cameras go backstage to Griffin Hawkins who's strumming his guitar, singing to himself.
Griffin Hawkins: Love me love me...say that you love me..fool me fool me..go on and fool me.....hmm, wonder whatever happened to those guys..
He continues on until suddenly he gets attacked from behind as Jeff Noon appears to grab him, putting some kind of cloth on his face. He tries to break free but Rob Garcia kicks him in the mid section. Griffin struggles to go after him, but whatever is on that cloth that Noon is smothering him with, has him fading fast.
Jeff Noon: Shhh! Shhh!...just relax...it'll all be over soon...
Griffin looks to be going limp as Noon has the cloth over his face. Within seconds he fades out, slipping into unconsciousness. Garcia smiles.
Rob Garcia: Good job...bring him to the locker room.
Noon nods and drags a limp Griffin away. Garcia notices the International Title left behind. He picks it up, smiling at it.
Rob Garcia: You'll be mine very....very soon.
He drapes it over his shoulder and walks off as we head back to the ring.
X-DIVISION SINGLES MATCH
NO DISQUALIFICATION
JOE DOE
VS LEVIATHAN
VS LEVIATHAN
Aiello: ....What did we just witness?
Carter: An actual abduction by the looks of it! And by Noon and Garcia no less..but what are they planning to do to Griffin Hawkins?!
Bennett: I think Garcia has been pushed too far..he's been embarrassed and humiliated for the last time by Hawkins, and now he's gonna make him pay for it!
Aiello: Well everyone, as we work on getting more information, Monday Night BRAWL opens up with a compelling contest that was a reward of sorts.
Carter: Assistant General Manager "Doc" Hollister last week said that the winner between a triple threat of Joe Doe, Emma Louise, and Anthony Grunge would face Leviathan. He has an… odd sense of humor when it comes to awarding his competitors.
Bennett: I’ll tell you one thing, boys. Tonight we’re going to see an ass beating like no other. Joe Doe only won crippling pain.
Stroup: The opening match for Monday Night BRAWL is scheduled for one fall and it is to be fought under X-Division rules!
The song "Three Little Birds" starts playing and Joe comes in, stands and smiles at the fans. Joe starts jumping up before running to the ring while giving high fives to some fans.
Stroup: First... from Johannesburg, South Africa…weighing in at 200 pounds, JOOOOOOOE DOOOOOOOOE!
Aiello: This young man is infectious with his positivity. He came into this company and shot for the stars by saying he wanted to be on the flagship show. Early on, he’s struggled. But last week, he overcame his first obstacle by finally defeating rival Emma Louise. Not only that, he is courageous. He said he does not fear Leviathan.
Carter: Happy proved that Leviathan, the former Nostalgia, is not invulnerable. No offense to Joe Doe, he is not that man. I admire that courage, though.
Bennett: I call it stupidity. Joe Doe is a dead son of a bitch.
Joe stands in the middle of the ring. Fists up. Fighting stance. The man is ready.
Stroup: And his opponent …
Jessica's microphone is cut off suddenly.
Thunder rumbles as the lights flicker. Flames rise in the center of the ramp, the lights go out, when the smoke clears and the flames dissipates. The somber instrumentals from “Reign of the Dark” – Dark Fantasy Music begins to fill the arena as the lights flicker again, revealing Leviathan, face hidden by the hood of the red robe. The go out, then return to normal to reveal Leviathan is joined by The Prophet . She is also donning her red-hooded robe, along with four black-robed Druids, one representing each direction on the ramp. The lights begin to flicker again, then go out for three seconds before turning back on to reveal Leviathan and The Prophet joined by twelve Druids in the ring, along with 20 surrounding the ring.
Aiello: They are in the stands too. They’re everywhere.
Carter: I don’t know what’s going on, but this can’t be good for Joe Doe.
Bennett: It’s the Apocalypse. Everyone for themselves.
While Leviathan slowly raises his arms, the lights begin to flicker again. When Leviathan’s hands reach max height, he thrusts them downward. The lights go out, a wall of fire encompasses the ring for a few seconds, the sole illuminating source in the arena for a handful of seconds before going out as the lighting returns.. When the lights come back on, all the Druids have vanished. Leviathan stands perfectly still in the corner, awaiting his opponent’s attack while The Prophet relieves Stroup of her microphone.
?: For the uninformed, I am the Prophet. And this is my Leviathan. Tonight, I have foreseen misery and pain for the young man that stands before this living breathing God. Khaos, bare witness to Joe’s folly this night for it your same fate.
Leviathan stares coldly at Joe. Joe, however does not back down. Official Paul Turner does not know what to think of this as he apprehensively stands between a predator and his prey.
The Prophet: Joe. Bend the knee and I will beseech that Leviathan makes your demise brief and painless. Otherwise, he may seek to take enjoyment in the suffering in such a pathetic vessel such as yourself.
Joe Doe snatches the microphone away from her!
Joe Doe: Hey lady, shut your trap and get the hell out of the ring. Sit back and watch me whoop this lanky freak’s butt!
The crowd pops at Joe’s moxie! Joe then throws the microphone right in the former Nostalgia's face! He shoves the Prophet aside and then rushes towards Leviathan! Turner calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Joe Doe leaps into air and hammers Leviathan with a forearm smash to the side of the head. Leviathan staggers back against the ropes.
Aiello: Ever since the Rumble in the Bronx, Leviathan has been impressive but he also looks, and I know folks, this sounds ridiculous, but he looks human.
Bennett: Damn, son, you partaking in some of Smokey’s stash? Human, he is human but he’s one tough son of a bitch.
Carter: Like Happy, Joe Doe is not intimidated by all of this insanity.
Joe springboards off the ropes and hits a triangle dropkick into Leviathan that sends him the big man tumbling over the top rope. He lands on his feet however! Joe Doe vaults over over the top rope and uses his body to crash into Leviathan! The crowd gasps as he caught in mid air! Leviathan is emotionless as he twists the 200 pounder onto his shoulder. He points Joe’s head towards the ring post and intends to hurl him into it like a javelin. Joe wriggles and slips free behind the behemoth. He shoves Leviathan in the back and shoulder first into the ring post!
Paul Turner yells for both competitors to get back into the ring but this however is X-Division rules - so no DQ, no countouts.
Aiello: The young man from South Africa is putting up a good fight against the former X-Division champion here.
Carter: Joe Doe said that he wants to be the champion of that division. What better way to prove he deserves a shot than to knock off the former champion or not.
Bennett: That boy is delusional! The only thing he beats is his meat!
Leviathan grimaces from the impact of bone hitting metal but is still standing. He walks away from Joe and uses the steel steps on the opposite side of the ringside area to brace himself. Joe climbs up onto the apron, runs along it, and leaps off with a double axe handle - its destination to be the top of Leviathan’s skull. The “immortal” grabs Joe out of the air by his throat with both hands, lifts him into the air, and chokeslams him onto the steel steps!
Bennett: Holy shit, man! Don’t kill the boy!
Aiello: That was ugly …
Carter: Leviathan has no soul, damn him.
Joe Doe writhes in pain and rolls off the steps. Leviathan picks him up via a handful of his hair and shoves him head first into the ring under the bottom rope. The big man walks up the steel steps, up onto the apron, and then steps over the top rope. He nudges Joe Doe with his foot over to his back and then places a boot on his chest. The Prophet berates Paul Turner to initiate the cover. He drops to his knees and counts incredulously.
1
2
Joe Doe gets a shoulder up!
Aiello: I don’t know if that was intentional. Joe showed right there is natural instinct in the ring to fight back and survive. But live another day, Joe.
Carter: I don’t know. I would be inclined to agree but damn would I love to see Leviathan and his Collateral Damage get knocked down a peg.
Bennett: From this schmuck? Ha!
Leviathan watches with apathy as Joe slowly gets to his feet. He is favoring his lower back heavily. But he persists. He throws a punch at Leviathan and the monster catches his fist, bends it backwards and then scoops up Joe onto his shoulders.
Aiello: He’s gonna spike Joe Doe with a tombstone piledriver!
But before Leviathan can break free, Joe Doe drops behind him. He kicks at the back of the taller man’s leg and drops him to a knee. He runs towards the ropes, bounces off, and tries to put Leviathan away for a nap with a big time clothesline. It almost has no effect! Joe Doe shakes his head and exhibits a look of steely determination. He takes a step back and drops Leviathan with a jaw shattering Hard Fall superkick! Leviathan falls hard indeed. Joe covers Leviathan!!
1
2
Leviathan nearly bench presses Joe Doe off of him!
Aiello: Joe Doe scores a nearfall on Leviathan!
Bennett: Oh who gives a shit! You know that doesn’t matter!
Carter: That’s ridiculous. It’s showing that Joe is just a second away from the biggest victory of his career!
However, it looks like Leviathan is still flat on the mat. Joe looks to take advantage. He scrambles up the top rope, his back facing the monster, and looks to stick a 450 degree splash, effectively taking Leviathan to Dreamland!
Leviathan gets his knees up! Joe rolls off of his knees holding his ribs in absolute agony! The Prophet is seen getting something from under the ring.
Aiello: Joe went for it all and he came up empty!
Leviathan sits up and sees the Prophet toss a steel rod into the air towards him. He catches it with one hand!
Carter: Oh come on, Leviathan hardly needs a weapon in this match. His body is a weapon.
Bennett: No rules! You said it, Joe Doe wants to be a X-Division star, well here you go!
Aiello: I have to agree with Max here. But, well it’s the trademark of this division.
Leviathan swings the rod back, waiting for the most opportune moment to strike. Joe, holding his ribs, gets to his feet. He turns around.
The steel rod hits true right into the midsection of Joe Doe. He falls to the mat like a sack of potatoes. Leviathan drops the rod at his feet and falls on top of Joe for the cover!
1
2
3!
DING DING DING
Stroup: The winner of this match via pinfall, Leviathan!Aiello: Disgusting act by Leviathan. He gets the win and for what? What does this matter to him?
Bennett: You heard him. That poor son of a bitch was an example.
Carter: I saw Joe Doe take this “man” to his limit. Joe has nothing to be ashamed of.
Leviathan stands over the fallen Joe. The Prophet joins him, microphone in hand.
The Prophet: This broken little boy dared stand before a God. Khaos, what hope do you have? My Leviathan, put an end to this detestable little rat and break his neck.
Leviathan complies by grabbing Joe Doe by his neck and bringing him to his feet. The South African is wobbly on his feet. He is scooped up by the “god” into the piledriver position.
Uncharastically the crowd begins to seemingly cheer for The Prophet and Leviathan’s actions until their subject of their cheers comes into clear view.
Mike McGuire, followed by Bishop Church, hit the ring!
Bennett: Oh son of a bitch! I thought these dweebs had the night off! Get off my screen, you ginger harpy!
Aiello: The tag team champions have had enough of this! They were victims of Leviathan’s machinations just a few weeks ago!
Carter: Get Joe out of there!
Mike McGuire has no qualms about tossing the former wrestler now known as The Prophet over the top rope head first. Bishop grabs Joe by the leg and pulls Joe off his shoulder. McGuire uses the distraction to blind side Leviathan with a quick left handed haymaker aimed at Leviathan’s head, meant only to stun! Bishop rolls Joe out of the ring and to his feet - where McGuire joins him.
Leviathan stands tall in the middle of the ring, a fire in his eyes betraying an otherwise stoic expression. NSFW, backs away with Joe Doe’s arms around each of their shoulders.
Aiello: Leviathan and his new … I guess, manager, are not going to be too happy that NSFW deprived them of their example. Joe Doe showed that he had no fear tonight and he has won himself some major allies.
Bennett: Nosey sons of bitches!
Carter: There may be hell to pay for the champions, I hope they know what they’ve gotten into.
The scene fades to commercial.
As we return to the show, Joe Doe is walking slowly around the backstage area after his match. Just as he walks around a corner he is approached by Anthony Grunge.
Anthony Grunge: Hi there brother. I just wanted to congratulate you on your win last week. You really deserved that victory.
The two shake hands.
Anthony Grunge: Let's get a picture together.
Anthony Grunge pulls out his camera and the two take a selfie. Out of nowhere, Myra Bennings knocks Joe Doe with her purse. Joe Doe has fallen to the ground. Anthony Grunge begins to stomp on Joe Doe.
Anthony Grunge: Your victory was a sham! You didn't beat me! I am ten times better than you ever will be! It's always been this huge conspiracy against me! Everybody wants to bring me down. You, Mac, everybody! I hate you all! I didn't do this to you, Joe Doe. The people did this to you! Everybody in the EWC has done this to you! Don't blame me, Joe Doe! Blame everybody but don't blame me! I'm sick and tired of being treated as if I am a failure! I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired! It's not my fault it's everybody faults but mine. And now you lay there slain by the true victor last week. Welcome to the EWC bitch because this is just the tip of the iceberg. I'm going after everybody. Everybody better stay the hell away from me... Don't even think about retribution just know that you're my bitch. Everybody is my bitch from this day forward!
Anthony Grunge walks over Joe Doe and then leaves as we go back to ringside.
X-DIVISION SINGLES MATCH
NO DISQUALIFICATION
EMMA LOUISE
VS ROB GARCIA
VS ROB GARCIA
Aiello: What in the hell was that? Anthony Grunge with the cheap shot... that no good...
Carter: We will find out what that was all about. Right now, we've got... well...
Aiello: I should have known. Rob Garcia.
Garcia (and Noon) are already up in the ring. Noon is setting stacks of 8 x 10 glossies of Rob Garcia onto a table. There is a price tag in front of the stacks: $100. Garcia kicks back in a steel chair with his feet on the table.
Aiello: Garcia has set his autograph signing up right in the middle of the ring. Guys, am I dreaming?
Carter: No. No, you’re not.
Bennett: Rob Garcia is a self made billionaire and this is just how he did it! By the sweat of his brow.
Garcia calls out to Noon and his business manager is right on it. He pulls out a can of Tab, pops it open, dips in a straw and holds it up for Rob to drink from.
Garcia: Now bring on my adoring fans!
The crowd boos.
Aiello: Do you think Garcia knows he has a match? Last week he puked all over Hawkins. Now he’s holding signings. Really?
Carter: He has to. He talked about it!
Bennett: There will be plenty of time for that.
Stroup decides to butt in.
Stroup: The following match is a X-Division contest and will be decided by one fall! First, already in the ring, now residing in Beverly Hills, weighing in at 245 pounds, ROB GARCIA!
'Neo Geo' plays and Emma Louise dances through the curtain. She doesn't wave to the crowd like normal. She walks, half dancing, to the ring as she goes slipping feet first through the ropes like an envelope before laying suggestively over the top rope.
Stroup: And his opponent, from London, England... EMMAAAA LOUIIIISE!
Garcia has a mic now.
Garcia: Hey! Since when do fans get their own entrances?
Emma steps up to a table. She says something to Garcia.
Garcia: Huh? I can’t hear you over all of the cheering. You want an autograph?
Emma is clearly heard over Garcia’s microphone.
Emma: I’m your opponent, you tool.
Garcia: Wait, wait, wait, you want to wrestle me? You’re just a fan! We don’t let fans just wrestle because of what happened last time. Bad judgment call there.
Noon hands Garcia a sharpie.
Garcia: Who should I make it out to?
Emma taps her foot impatiently.
Garcia: Oh wait, I’ve seen you before. You can wax that eyebrow all you want but you can’t fool me.
Rob scribbles his John Hancock on the glossy.
Garcia: To my #1 fan, Onion Johnson ...
Emma in a split second flips the table over onto Rob. Almost comically, Rob falls backwards out the chair. His arms and legs flail like a turtle on its back. Jeff Noon gets shoved on his ass for his trouble and the referee Josh Daniels calls for the bell after all of this silliness.
DING DING DING
Aiello: An auspicious start to this bout but as with all X-Division bouts, there are no rules.
Bennett: She better pay Garcia back for all of those lost sales!
Carter: Oh come on, the fans are ripping the photos up as we speak!
Bennett: No, those sons of bitches don’t appreciate a keepsake when they see it!
Rob, seeing his manager in harm’s way, is irate. He finally rolls off the chair and snatches it up. He hefts it up over his head and swings wildly at Emma Louise who is just turning around. She places a well timed kick to the gut that stops the momentum of the steel chair towards her skull. Emma rips the chair from Rob’s grasp, turns it around, and then jabs the end of it right into knees of the ReMnant!
Aiello: I had a chance to speak with Emma earlier before the show and she told me that she would need to get dicey with a man like Rob Garcia and that she would take out the legs. No Lights Out for Harambe, she stated.
Bennett: A woman talking to you, you lying son of a bitch!
Aiello: I’m a happily married man, I’ll have you know.
Carter: Well, the strategy is working. She ticked off Rob and ended this little charade of his. And now he’s on his knees.
Emma then tosses the chair at Rob.
He catches it and Emma then then sticks him with a thrust kick into the steel chair that knocks him back! She kicks the chair off the top of him and drops down for a cover!
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Jeff Noon, out of sheer desperation, hurls the sharpie at Emma’s head. It connects and the distraction is enough to break up the three count. Not enough to really hurt her. She pounds a fist into Garcia’s chest and then turns her attention to Noon. She grabs the chair and hurls it over the top rope and Noon who just barely manages to dodge it. Rob, still groggy, manages to sneak up from behind and clothesline Emma from behind over the top rope. Rob pounds at his knee to get some blood circulating through it and then exits the ring. He lifts Emma up to her by her shoulders and traps her arms behind her back. Wordlessly, he calls for Noon to slug her.
Noon: My pleasure.
He balls up a fist, laughably cocks his fist back and throws one of the worst looking punches in history. Emma ducks under the slow moving jab and smacks against the jaw of Rob with little effect. Emma kicks Noon in the gut and shoots an elbow behind her that DOES have an effect on Rob.
Aiello: Garcia just had his jaw jacked but I can’t help to think how Emma would be faring if this weren’t a 2 on 1 affair. She may have already won if it weren’t for Noon.
Carter: Jeff Noon will always be a factor. He’s like a cockroach.
Bennett: Watch your mouth, boy. Jeff Noon is the greatest manager in history. Only the best for a premier athlete like Rob Garcia.
Emma hits a spear on the unsuspecting manager of the ReMnant. Rob’s expression turns to a scowl as he holds his jaw, blood trickling down his bottom lip. He grabs Emma by her fiery mane of hair and pulls her off Noon. As she sits up, Rob boots her in the face.
Bennett: I told you, leave Noon alone or else!
Carter: Oh come on, Noon deserved it! He might as well be in this match!
Rob rolls her into the ring, jumps up onto the apron, springboards onto the top rope and drops a leg across the back of Emma’s neck. He grabs his knee from the impact of the leg drop but still manages seconds later to shoot a half and cover the long time veteran of EWC.
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Emma kicks out!
Aiello: Emma Louise is looking to gain some momentum in her hunt to finally capture some gold here in EWC. She is showing just how resilient she is against a former Tag Team champion.
Bennett: Don’t forget about the Undefeated Championship.
Carter: I’ve been trying to.
Aiello: Speaking of Garcia and championships, Rob needs this victory after last week. He has an upcoming Internationship title shot at Hardcore Revolution but I think Doc Hollister may change his mind if Emma pulls off the victory tonight.
Rob is up. He sees the discarded table and smiles that absolutely nerve wracking smile. He’s got something dangerous in mind and it involves his former autograph signing table. He tips the table back over onto his legs, picks it from the middle and carefully leans it against the nearest turnbuckle. He gives the table a satisfied smack before turning around into a dropkick from the fiery redhead! Rob catches himself on the rope so he doesn’t back into the table but that doesn’t stop him from getting another dropkick for his trouble.
He is sent over the top rope but he manages to land on the apron, right onto his knee. Emma closes the distance to him. She goes for a forearm smash, Rob ducks it and rakes her across the eyes and then drops her neck first across the top rope. She stumbles backwards. Rob vaults up to the top rope, leaps off, and goes for a springboard hurricanrana, the London native however uses all of Rob’s momentum to counter into a powerbomb right into a jackknife pin!
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Rob shoots up his shoulder just milliseconds away from the three count! Emma now sees the table Rob has set up.
Aiello: Mr. Garcia may have just set up his own demise here.
With a struggle, she drags Rob by the arms to prop him against the table. She backs up all the way the opposite corner, huge running start …
Rob lunges out of the corner with a clothesline, Emma ducks under and goes for the Girl Crush. Rob elbows out of the snapmare driver and whips Emma into the table back first. The table rattles from the impact but doesn’t break.
What does break it is Rob’s knee driving Emma’s body through the table with Lights Out for Harambe! Rob drags Emma away from the wreckage of the table and covers her!
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DING DING DING
Stroup: The winner of this match via pinfall, Rob Garcia!
Jeff Noon, haggard from his own battle with Emma, gets into the ring and raises his clients hand in the air to celebrate his victory.
Aiello: Once again, the shenanigans of Garcia and company garner another victory. When Emma Louise comes to, she’ll be dissapointed but she showed that she is capable of being very dangerous in that ring tonight.
Bennett: She lost again so who gives a damn what she did.
Carter: She lost because Garcia is indeed a tool and so is Jeff Noon.
Aiello: A win in the X-Division however has no asterisk. Rob as resourceful as ever gets the W on his march towards Hardcore Revolution and a potential International Championship reign.
We cut to backstage. Draco Lazarus slaps the clipboard of an EWC employee’s hand as they cross paths down the hallway backstage. Draco sees a lady with a headset and decides she has the answer, yelling at her.
Draco Lazarus: WHERE IS VICTOR PRICE! GET ME VICTOR PRICE DAMNIT!
The EWC backstage crew member points to the hall to the left as she tries to deflect his wrath. Draco huffs and puffs then turns and heads down the hall, Frankie Romono shaking his head as he follows the spoiled brat he was hired to protect. The last remaining members of Collateral Damage are down the hall, Draco looking for someone else to harass is surprised to see Victor Price step out of his office as they approach.
The scumbag wastes no time throwing his tantrum.
Draco Lazarus: Goddamn Right. THIS IS BULLSHIT. HE RUINED MY DEBUT! HE NEEDS TO PAY!
Victor Price takes a step forward, throwing his finger up.
Victor Price: First. Stop yelling. Then tell me... what are you proposing?
The spoiled brat, turns his head, muttering under his breath then turns back with the smug smile everyone has come to hate.
Draco Lazarus: Tonight, Me and Frankie here vs Happy in a Handicap Match...
His smug smile expands in size of smile and aura of smugness.
Victor Price: And why would I put you two in a Handicap Match against the X-Division Champion?
Draco throws his hands up in frustration, Price smiles at his aggravation as most others do.
Draco Lazarus: You mean beside it being the right thing to do? Then how about I promise, I will destroy Griffin Hawkins for you. And if I lose, it will be my one and only match.
Victor Price shakes his head taking in Draco’s offer.
Victor Price: Tempting. Alright Draco, I’ll grant you this Handicap Match. Need to keep the X-Division Champion on his toes. The rest, I guess we’ll just wait and see.
The cameraman cuts the feed. But Victor and Draco keep talking..
Victor Price: You know kid, you don’t have to leave if you lose.
Draco chuckles then smiles mischievously before responding.
Draco Lazarus: I’m a Liar. Everyone knows that, Griffin is just dumb enough to believe it.
Bennett: You heard it folks. Added for your viewing pleasure, Collateral Damage will demolish Happy. I can't wait!
We fade to commercial.
TAG TEAM MATCH
LOS AMANTES
VS MUCHO GRANDE!
VS MUCHO GRANDE!
As we come back from break, Los Amantes and MUCHO GRANDE! are in the ring already for thier contest.
Aiello: Ladies and gentleman, welcome back to Monday Night BRAWL. We just saw Rob Garcia narrowly defeat Emma Louise but now it’s time for some tag team action. MUCHO GRANDE! is one match away from a rematch against NSFW at Hardcore Revolution! Their opponents will be decided in our main event this evening. But first they must take on Los Amantes who just last week were seconds away from capturing the tag team championships in their tag team debut.
Bennett: These sons of bitches blew it.
Carter: I’d hardly say that, but they have another chance to make a statement that they deserve to be in the hunt.
DING DING DING
The two Latino superstars are the ones who start this contest. They meet in the middle of the ring and like gentlemen, they shake hands. The crowd cheers at the show of good sportsmanship.
Bennett: Punch each other in the face already!
Carlos and Romeo with the collar and elbow tie up. Carlos transitions easily into a side headlock and then into a takeover. Romeo slips free and scissors his legs around Carlos’ neck. Ruiz kips out of him as Romeo goes forward, he flips him over with a deep arm drag. Both men are back up, Romeo catches him with an arm drag of his own and keeps the arm held.
It’s early so the Spanish Luchador battles to his feet, twists out of the arm lock, and places one of his on the Latin Lover. With a running start, he springboards up the ropes, flips over Romeo, and when he lands, he sticks an arm drag that sends Romeo half away across the ring from the impact. Romeo is back up quickly, ducks a lariat from Carlos, spins him around by the shoulder, and knocks him loopy with an European uppercut. Carlos staggers back into the Los Amantes’ corner as Duggan looks on concerned.
Duggan: Tag me in, little buddy!
Instead, The Rascal tags in for his first action of the evening.
Aiello: Romeo Don Juan has seemingly learned his lesson from his encounter with Draco Lazarus. He may be a gentle lover but he is more aggressive this evening then Carlos probably expected.
Bennett: He’s probably softer than a flaccid ..
Carter: Anyway, one could say if Los Amantes manages to pin their opponents here tonight that they would have a claim to that that title shot at Hardcore Revolution.
Liam repeatedly boots Carlos in the midsection, dropping him into a seated position. The Rascal steps back and then leaps into air and begins to make a definite statement with a humiliating bronco buster. As the ride slows down, Romeo tags back in. He grabs Carlos by the leg and drags him away from any potential rope break.
Romeo then jumps up into the air and drives both of his boots into Carlos’ sternum before dropping down for a lateral press!
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Carlos gets his shoulders up!
Romeo tags back in Liam Mason.
Aiello: Quick tags from Los Amantes have Mucho Grande! reeling. The big man has been a non factor in this contest. Liam and Romeo are picking apart Carlos piece by piece.
Bennett: That son of a bitch smiles too much anyway!
Carter: What does that have to do with anything!?
Carlos rolls over and begins to crawls towards his corner, on his hands and knees even. Liam is quick to retort, though. He bounces off the ropes and kicks Carlos in the ribs effectively cutting him off from the monster waiting to tear these two apart. Liam then executes a picture perfect Oklahoma roll for …
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Another two count for Los Amantes!
Carlos is dragged back to the wrong side of town and The Rascal tags back in Romeo. Romeo primes up his fist with a grin at his partner.
Aiello: Looks like Los Amantes is gonna make sure Duggan never gets into this match in the first place.
Bennett: Good. The less I see of that moron the better. Guy sits there and can’t pull the trigger. He’s soft. Screw him!
Carter: Mucho Grande! PLOWED through the Fudbruthas last Friday night. They are far from soft.
Romeo has Carlos up, goes for the heart punch which would spell and imminent end for this contest -- when Ruiz shows life by blocking the punch’s impact. Carlos goes for a front kick, Romeo catches it and the Miami native is hopping down on one leg. Romeo however did not expect a noggin jarring enziguri!
Carlos is back crawling towards Duggan. He makes up some distance as Romeo decides to tag Liam in. The Rascal makes up the distance and grabs onto Carlos’ leg and rolls him over. Carlos kicks at him in desperation and boots him right in the jaw. Liam stagger back and a massive pop ensues as Carlos tags in the MONSTER AMONGST MEN!!
Aiello: Here comes Grizzly Duggan and boy does he look angry!
Carter: Los Amantes has had their with Carlos this whole match but Carlos fought hard and its paid off.
Bennett: He’ll probably blow it like always, that dumb son of a bitch!
Duggan is in and smashes into Liam with a shoulder tackle. He charges at Romeo, who sidesteps the charge and hotshots Duggan’s neck across the top rope.
Out of seemingly nowhere, Carlos delivers the Spanish Eyes right into Romeo’s jaw. He goes flying off the apron. Duggan turns around and catches Liam in the air from a Psychout attempt, Duggan releases a guttural roar, twists him around onto his shoulders, and smears Liam Mason into the mat with a powerslam!
Grizzly Duggan, plants his meaty hands on Liam’s chest for the cover. Romeo has been neutralized by a Ruiz superkick off the apron!
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DING DING DING
Stroup: The winners of this match via pinfall, MUCHO GRANDE!
Aiello: Grizzly Duggan comes through and powers through and bails out his partner from a hard night and gets the victory. MUCHO GRANDE! is looking good going into the #1 contender match next Monday night!
Bennett: That’s right and The Limit is going to make them look bad when it comes down to it.
Carter: The Limit!? Dream Sound Revolution has something to say about that!
Aiello: Gentleman, gentlemen, we will just have to see what happens in our main event this evening but the night is far from over. More action after these commercials!
Carlos and Grizzly have their hands raised in the air by the official to signify this major victory over the game Los Amantes. As the ring clears, the cameras cut to the backstage area.
We then head to the back where we see Rob Garcia who is leading the camera man down the hallway.
Rob Garcia: Hey pinhead! Follow me! I'll show you something you never seen before. You want to film some action? Well this is a live exclusive! No matter what happens, keep filming!
He leads to the boiler room where its dark...only one there is Jeff Noon is sitting across from Griffin who is tied up in a chair with the light above his head. Noon slowly unmasks him as Garcia comes in glaring at Hawkins. Jeff Noon grabs what appears to be a Soda.
Jeff Noon: You look thirsty..care for a Mr. Pibb?...
Griffin Hawkins: Actually I'm more of a Pepsi kinda guy..
Rob Garcia: There will be no Pepsi!
Noon steps in, trying to calm him. He looks back to Griffin.
Jeff Noon: Please..try not to anger him..I can't control him when he's like this..
Griffin Hawkins: What the hell is going on? Why am I here?
Rob Garcia: You're here because I want answers! I want to know how you everything you want! You strut around here like you own the place, thinking you're so much better than everyone else. You left this company last year and then came back months later demanding your spot back..and just like that you get it. Title opportunities, a match at Stranglemania, you get everything you want while I gotta work for it! Why did you have to come back? Why couldn't you wrestle somewhere else in some podunk indy fed or Japan?..or stay at home with your 57 animals or whatever it is you do? Come on, answer me!
Griffin Hawkins: ...Are you just doing all this because of last week? Dude, get over yourself. You got beat not once but...twice now...
Rob Garcia: You beat nobody! You hear me?! The first time you cheated, you grabbed my tights! The world didn't see it, but I did! And the second time I had the flu and was sick all day!
Griffin Hawkins: Sick?...dude..you were hungover because you were out getting drunk with ring rats all night long...
Rob Garcia: That's bullshit and you know it! It's me who should be International Champion, not you!
Griffin Hawkins: How do you figure that? You got beat twice...
Rob Garcia: Listen Hairkins...I don't know who you're sleeping with in EWC management to get all this special treatment..but at Hardcore Revolution I'm gonna end your spoiled entitled ass when I take your title and send you out of EWC..and this time you'll NEVER come back. But right now I wanna know..are you under some kind of protection from the boss or not?
Griffin Hawkins: Okay, this is all all fine and dandy..but can we wrap this up? I got a match tonight with Kendrick Kross..
Rob Garcia: Who said we were gonna allow you to leave?!
Jeff Noon: Now now..Rob...calm down..just calm down...watch your blood pressure..
Rob Garcia: Right..sorry. Look, we just want answers, is there some kind of...
Suddenly there's an outburst from Noon.
Jeff Noon: Are you in league with President Mac or not!? Talk scumbag!
Griffin has a hard time keeping in his laughter.
Jeff Noon: What is so funny!?
Griffin Hawkins: You two clowns just switched up your roles..Rob was the bad cop and you're the good cop...now he's the good cop, and you're the bad cop...
Rob Garcia: We did not! Now tell us what we want to know or I will make you sorry you were ever born!
Jeff Noon: Please Griffin...you're only making him more angry...just do the right thing and you can go out and have your match and go home...
Griffin Hawkins: ...And now you two just switched your roles of good cop and bad cop again..
Jeff Noon: We did not!
Griffin Hawkins: Okay..this is getting us nowhere. I don't want to be here all night..and something tells me you don't either...so let's make a deal..
Rob Garcia: A deal?
Griffin Hawkins: An old fashioned game of Blackjack. You win...I'll stay...I win...I walk out that door.
Rob Garcia: Hmm...okay....you got your deal....
Cut back to the ring.
HANDICAP MATCH
FRANKIE ROMONO & DRACO LAZARUS
VS HAPPY
VS HAPPY
Aiello: There's some very, very strange stuff going on tonight.
Bennett: I'm very entertained!
Aiello: Coming up we have the impromptu Handicap Match.
Carter: Price has really painted the new X-Division Champion, Happy in a corner here.
Frankie Romono and Draco Lazarus are already in the ring awaiting the arrival of their opponent. Draco is already yelling at the fans, as they enjoy yelling insults back at him.
Stroup: The following match is a Handicap Match. Standing in the ring, at a combined weight of 413 pounds, Draco Lazarus and Frankie Romono...Collateral Damage.
Bennett: Happy deserves everything he is going to get for turning his back on Draco. Weak move Happy. Weak.
Pyros hit, lights flash red and black and "Ain't no Grave" by Johnny Cash begins to play as fans begin to cheer and jeer and Happy drives out from the back on his custom Harley. He stops atop the stage and looks out to the crowd both left and right and revs his engine before his ride towards the ring. He's wearing blacked out custom Oakley's, his 'Crimson Demons' leather cut, no shirt underneath and black Jean's with white shoes.
Stroup:Making his way to the ring. Fighting out of Oakham Massachusetts, standing 6'2" and weighing 245 pounds. He is the EWC X-Division Champion... HAPPY!
He steps off of his Harley putting his glasses down on it and then taking his Cut and laying it onto the seat of the bike before sliding into the ring. Once inside Happy wears a menacing smile as he rolls his fists waiting for the match to begin.
Carter: I think Happy wants to get his on Draco more so than possibly anyone.
DING DING DING
The ref tries to make one Collateral Damage member goes to the outside, but Draco passes right by him while giving the ref the Middle Finger Salute. Frankie pauses a few second for a few seconds leaving Draco to head over toward Happy alone. Happy charges at Draco, goes for a Clothesline, but Draco counters, into a Neckbreaker. Frankie comes up and drags Happy to his feet, then whips him into the corner. The ref comes up and threatens to DQ Collateral Damage. Draco instructs Frankie to leave and takes a step toward Happy, assuming Frankie followed orders. Draco quickly finds out Frankie indeed did not as he grabs Draco’s shoulder, spins him around, then drives his knee in the spoiled brat’s gut. Frankie Romono, sets Draco up, wraps his arms around Draco’s waist, lifts him up, and brings the scumbag down with the Romono Bomb.Bennett: NO! What is Frankie doing? The audacity to commit such a vile betrayal.
Carter: The fans are loving this. I think watching Draco get his just due is one of my Top 5 things to see tonight. See what I did there.
Bennett: I hate you and I hate this.
The ref is in the opposite corner, conferring with some ringside associates, unsure of how to proceed. Meanwhile, Happy climbs to the top turnbuckle. He sets himself as he gets to the top, leaps, and comes down on Draco with a Shooting Star Press. Happy and Frankie stare each other down for a few seconds. Each takes a turn sizing the other up. Frankie decides to make his way out of the ring, never taking his eyes off Happy. Happy keeps his eyes on Frankie until Blackheart gets about halfway up the ramp, finally turning his back to Happy. Conveniently, Draco grabs Happy’s ankle, giving Happy the chance to stomp on the downed Draco, then he tries to break Draco’s arm as he locks in Happy Place. After about a minute of the ref unsuccessfully trying to force Happy to break the submission hold, the ref waves for help. M uh to the group chagrin of the five more referees, they make their way to down to to the ring, and finally are able to get Happy to release the hold. Draco grabs his arm, tears may or may not be in his eyes as he rolls out of the ring.
Carter: I am pretty sure that is the end of Collateral Damage.
Bennett: Collateral Damage is a Movement! Never doubt someone as classy as Draco Lazarus. Who wouldn’t want to work with arguably the most popular guy in EWC?
Carter: You....You’re kidding me right?
Aiello: Folks, we will be right back with Kendrick Kross and Griffin Hawkins.
Fade to commercial break.
We finally go back to the boiler room where a table is set up. Griffin is out of his chair and ends up playing against all three. Griffin smiles as he gets up, setting down his cards.
Griffin Hawkins: Well, looks like I win.
Rob Garcia: Damn it...well, lady luck was on your side tonight. As much as I don't like it..you played a good game. We're men of our word...you're free to walk out that door.
Griffin Hawkins: I appreciate it. You two played a good game as well, maybe we can do this again sometime.
Jeff Noon: Possibly...you'll never know.
Griffin Hawkins: Well as fun as this has been...business beckons. You two have a good night.
He takes his International Title walks away from them as they put away the cards and the table. The camera man notices Griffin have a smirk on his face as if to say "What an idiot" as he leaves the Boiler Room.
Jeff Noon: You know...this was actually a good night. Maybe Hawkins isn't such a bad guy after all. He's a pretty good Blackjack player.
Rob Garcia: I hate to admit..but yeah he's pretty decent. I could use someone like him whenever I'm in Vegas.
Noon suddenly stops..as if he realizes something.
Jeff Noon: Wait...why did you exactly accept his offer to play? I thought the point of the plan was to hold him up and detain him long enough so he misses his match...
Garcia then stops, dropping the cards and grasps the reality of what just happened.
Rob Garcia: ....Son of a bitch!
The camera man leaves the boiler room as the sounds of Garcia cursing Griffin's name is heard as we return to the ring.
SINGLES MATCH (NON-TITLE)
KENDRICK KROSS
VS GRIFFIN HAWKINS
VS GRIFFIN HAWKINS
Aiello: Well, it looks like Griffin Hawkins just got the best of Rob Garcia.
Bennett: I know. I am in disbelief, too!
Aiello: No one said...
Carter: But coming up we have a match between two of the most exciting competitors in the EWC.
'Seven Nation Army' hits the PA System. The lights flash red and white with each bass drum hit illuminating the stage briefly. When the snare comes in the rest of the lights come in to reveal Kendrick standing in the middle of the stage with a slight smile on his face. When the cymbals hit in as the words "leave it alone" are said red and white pyro shoot from the side of the stage as Kendrick proceeds down the ramp.
Stroup: From Chelsea London, weighing at 215 Pounds....Kendrick KROSS!
Kendrick continues his way down the ramp slapping a few hands and with each cymbal strike the red lights brighten. As he reaches the end of the ramp he smiles and takes a left turn and walks up the steps, climbing in through the top and second ropes. He walks to the middle of the ring and looks out into the crowd before walking over to his corner and hopping up onto the turnbuckle awaiting his opponent.
Aiello: Kendrick Kross is looking to bounce back after a tough loss to the X-Division Champion, Happy.
Bennett: I bet it is those geeks and freaks distracting him. He needs to drop them like it’s hot.
Carter: There is so much wrong with that statement. Agent K2 is determined to get back into title talks. A win here against the International Champion could go far in proving he is championship caliber competitor.
The spotlight shines on a young man who seems to be playing a guitar on stage. After playing a long interrupted solo...he strokes the guitar in one fell swoop, setting off the pyro's on stage! The lights come on to reveal Griffin Hawkins! He has his guitar in hand as "Made In Hell" by Rob Halford blasts in. He walks down the ramp, carrying his guitar as he slaps hands with a few fans. Signs reading "Griffin Rocks!" and "EWC gets Metal!" are seen as he comes down the ramp. He sets his guitar by the steps and gets in the ring.
He then proceeds to get on the ropes, taking the belt off his waist and raises it in the air as the crowd cheers him on. Soon he gets off the ropes, taking off his denim vest with various band patches on it off and sets it out of the ring. He gets out of the ring and goes to the front row, putting his aviator sunglasses on a young fan.
Aiello: Griffin Hawkins is looking to keep his winning ways going here against a former two time Television Champion.
Bennett: There is the bully that beat up a sick man. What he did to Rob Garcia was disgusting. He should be ashamed of himself. What’s next assaulting the elderly?
Carter: How do you still work here?
DING DING DING
As soon as the bell ring, Griffin Hawkins and Kendrick Kross charge at each other, leap at the same time, and seemingly and unintentionally High Five with dual Dropkicks. The crowd goes wild as both competitors hop back to their feet. They circle each other, and go to lock up, Kross is first to get the advantage as he puts Griffin into a Side Headlock. Griffin quickly goes to counter with a Back Body Drop, but Kross lands on his feet. The crowd goes crazy again as Griffin and Kross circle each other again.Aiello: These two have the fans on their feet in the opening seconds here.
Kross is first to act as he goes for a Step Up Enziguri, but Hawkins ducks under. Griffin sprints toward Kross, leaps as Kross turns toward him, and takes Kross down with a Slingblade. As Kross begins to push himself to his feet, Hawkins grabs his head, and begins to deliver a series of Muay Thai knee strikes. After alternating between each knee three times, Hawkins allows Kross to drop to the mat. Griffin wastes no time locking in Lucky 13. Kross is trying to break Hawkin’s inside toe hold inverted modified figure-four leglock, but to no avail. The ref checks on him, but he refuses to give up.
Carter: Good tactic here by Kross. An injured leg would be bad news for the speedy Kross.
Kross begins snake crawling toward the ropes, Griffin tries to stop his progress, but Kross manages to fully extend and wrap two fingers around the bottom rope. The ref instructs Griffin to break the hold, which he does.
Bennett: Too bad he didn’t break it. We could’ve been done with this nonsense.
Carter: Oh and by nonsense do you mean fast paced, high flying action?
Griffin backs off, allowing Kross to get to his feet. Griffin charges as Kross takes a vertical base, but as he gets near, Kross bends down, and sends Griffin up and over the ropes, but Griffin manages to land on the apron. As Kendrick turns he is met with a hard right, Griffin goes to Springboard, but Kross catches him first with a Pele Kick, sending Griffin crashing down hard onto the outside. Kross hops onto the top turnbuckle, sets, leaps, and comes down on Hawkins with a Shooting Star Press. Kross is also down from the impact. The starts to count
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Aiello: Kendrick Kross putting life and limb on the line here against the International Champion.
Carter: Kross is a former 2 time Television Champion, tonight he is looking to show he is one of the best on the Brawl roster taking on the International Champion. A win here tonight would be a great step for the returning Agent K2.
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Kendrick Kross gets to his feet, grabs Griffin Hawkins, brings him to his feet, then whips him into the apron. Kross proceeds to roll Hawkins into the ring. He hits a Standing Moonsault, then hooks the legs for the pinfall.
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Kickout by Griffin Hawkins
Aiello: The former Champion has the control over the current champion at moment. If he can keep this pressure on Griffin Hawkins, he could walk out the victor.
Kross again grabs Griffin, but Griffin breaks his grip and counter with a few hard rights. The International Champions grabs Kross’s arm, whipping him into the ropes, Griffin sprints toward him, leaps, wraps his legs around Agent K2’s head and brings him with with a Hurricanrana. Griffin bides him time, catching a breath until time is right. As Kendrick is leaning forward on his knees, The Rock Soldier charges and connects with a Kinshasa. He goes for the cover.
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Kickout by Kross
Aiello: Kross had to be seeing stars after that impact. Griffin Hawkins now looking to close out the former two-time TV Champion.
Griffin again waits for Kross to get to his feet, when the time is right, Hawkins lunges forward, going for Shot in the Dark, but Kross manages to evade the impact at the last second. Kross instead connects with a Roundhouse Kick when The Jukebox Hero turns toward him. Kross quickly brings Griffin up for the Rack Bomb, but Hawkins slides out the back. Griffin goes for a Clothesline but Kross slides under. As Hawkins turns Agent K2 steps into him, wraps him up, and tosses him into the corner with an Exploder Suplex. Kendrick Kross hops over the downed Griffin, quickly making his way to the top turnbuckle. Kendrick Kross sets himself, he leaps, and comes down with the Phoenix Splash onto Griffin Hawkin’s knees. Kross rolls off Griffin, holding his gut.
Bennett: Ok, that move is the only good thing about Kendrick Kross until he ditches those geeks and freaks
Carter: It’s Freaks and Geeks.
Bennett: Sure is. Can’t believe we actually agree on something.
Carter: No...I...Nevermind.
Both men are down for a baker’s dozen of seconds until Griffin begins to get to his feet. He steadies himself as Kross begins to stir. Griffin gets to Kross as he gets to a knee. Before Hawkins can reach down to grab Kross, Agent K2 lunges at the JukeBox Hero but Griffin strikes first by driving his knee into Kross’s gut, then follows up with Number One Stunna.
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Aiello: Kendrick Kross defied the odds there.
Carter: Griffin has him near dead to rights here.
Griffin makes his way to the corner, and makes his way up to the top turnbuckle as quick as he battered body allows. He sets up, leaps, then crashes down with Holy Diver onto the canvas as Kross rolled out of the way at the last second. The ref starts his count as both men are down on the mat.
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Kross starts to push himself to his feet
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Kross gets to his feet.
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Griffin starts to pull himself up.
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Kross charges toward Griffin
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Griffin is on his feet, but Kross is in the air, and connects with Whisper in the Wind. Kross quickly leaps on then off the ropes while grabbing Hawkin’s head and drives him into the mat headfirst with a Tornado DDT. Kross falls back into the corner, catching his breath and biding his time. As Griffin Hawkins begins to push himself to his feet, Kendrick Kross charges, leaps, and drives the International Champion’s face first into the mat with Tramp Stamp. Kross makes cover.
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DING DING DING
Stroup: Here is your winner...KENDRICK KROSS!Aiello: Huge win for Kendrick Kross leading up to Hardcore Revolution.
Carter: Agent K2 and the Jukebox Hero put on a clinic out here tonight. Kross showed he is performing at new heights since his return.
Aiello: Coming up next, we have the main event. A match to determine which team will go on to face MUCHO GRANDE! for a shot at the EWC Tag Team Titles.
Bennett: I hope they put those geeks and freaks through some tables.
The camera focuses in on a relieved Kendrick Kross as we go to our final commercial break.
TAG TEAM MATCH
WINNERS GO INTO A TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP #1 CONTENDERS MATCH
THE LIMIT
VS FREAKS AND GEEKS PRESENT: THE FOXY LADIES OF DREAM SOUND REVOLUTION LIVE FROM MR. BIGG'S LIMO
WINNERS GO INTO A TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP #1 CONTENDERS MATCH
THE LIMIT
VS FREAKS AND GEEKS PRESENT: THE FOXY LADIES OF DREAM SOUND REVOLUTION LIVE FROM MR. BIGG'S LIMO
Aiello: It is time for tonight's MAIN EVENT! And the winners of this match will go on to face MUCHO GRANDE! next Monday night in Ottawa!
Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen... it is now time for our Main Event! The winners of this match will go on to face MUCHO GRANDE! next Monday night to determine the Number One Contenders to the EWC Tag Team Championships!
“No Limit" by G-Eazy hits on the speakers and the lights begin flashing throughout the arena. Ethan Alexander and D.J. Frank come walking out onto the stage to a loud chorus of boos. They both stand at the top of the ramp and mockingly gesture to the crowd.
The two begin walking towards the ring, cockily mocking the fans. D.J. grabs a fan's sign and tears it in half, tossing it into the crowd. He laughs and runs towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and Ethan follows suit. Ethan gets to his feet and mocks the fans with outstretched arms once more. D.J. crawls to the center of the ring and stays in the kneeling position as he looks out over the crowd laughing at the booing masses.
Stroup: Introducing first, from Detroit, Michigan... weighing in at a combined 565 pounds... THE LIMIT!
Aiello: Here comes The Limit! These two experienced their first week a few weeks ago in Miami against the departed duo of the Unholy Two.
Bennett: And they're about to destroy these two girls!
Carter: Because you are their bos... I mean biggest fan, right?
Bennett: That's gettin' old and I'm about to whip your ass Carter!
Ethan has now gotten halfway up the turnbuckles, playing to the jeering crowd. D.J. gets up and joins Ethan in the opposite corner. They continue to rile up the fans until their music fades out. "You Make Make my Dreams” by Hall and Oates begins to play over the loudspeakers. A few seconds later, the sound of a record skipping cuts off the classic tune, before the familiar tune of “Push it to the Limit” fills the arena. Suddenly, Dream Weaver is being carried onto the ramp by four burly men dressed in mover’s uniforms. She sits atop a table with bamboo legs painted baby blue. On one side is a poster of Limitless, featuring the attractive Bradley Cooper, on the other side, a picture of a Gold Tank and the words No Limit Soldiers. Ashley is being carried down the ramp, Iggy Swango is carried out by four more burly men dressed in the same uniforms. The legs of Iggy’s table look like white snakes. The top contains the music notes for her band’s first song, while the two sides are filled with guitar decals.
Stroup: And their opponents... Dream Weaver and Iggy Swango... Freaks and Geeks Present: The Foxy Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Live From Mr. Bigg's Limo!!!!
Aiello: Two things I can't believe: This entrance and the fact that Jessica actually used their full name!
Carter: It is quite the spectacle!
Bennett: Ironically, they came out on tables. The Limit's favorite toys!
As the men bring Iggy Swango down the ramp, Dream Weaver hops off the table and onto the apron, then Iggy does the same. The burly men set the tables down and do a lap around the ring before heading back up the ramp and to the back. Dream Weaver and Iggy puts their hands in the air, then flip over the ropes and into the ring. As they get in the ring, they turn and AIR FIVE, before heading to their corner.
DING DING DING
DJ and Iggy start it off in the ring. DJ asserts his power over Swango by grabbing her in a collar-and-elbow tie up and then shoving her to the mat. He laughs at her as she slowly gets to her feet. She runs at him. He lunges forward and misses with another tie up. She slides on her knees around him to the back. She locks him up in a rear waistlock. She pushes him into the ropes and tries to roll him up. DJ grabs the ropes and Iggy bounces backwards. He runs at her, but as she gets to her feet, she turns and jumps, driving her rear end right into his jaw. DJ hits the mat and Iggy puts her arms into the air to the crowd’s delight.Aiello: That’s one way to get it done.
Bennett: She’s using her ass-etts!
Carter: Clever.
Iggy walks over and tags Dream Weaver in. Dream Weaver gets in while Iggy exits the ring. She walks over to DJ and grabs him by the shoulder and puts him into an arm bar. DJ, being much bigger and stronger, stands up to his feet and lifts her high into the air, even with the armbar still on. He drives her down hard into the mat, releasing the hold. He lays down into a cover.
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Kickout by Dream Weaver.
DJ gets up to his feet and grabs Brizzie. He drags her over to The Limit’s corner and tags Ethan Alexander in. Ethan gets into the ring and the two begin driving elbows into the chest of Brizzie. Ethan runs over and drives a fist into the side of Iggy Swango’s head, knocking her off of the apron. Swango slides under the bottom rope and tries to get at Ethan, but the referee restrains her. Meanwhile, DJ Frank chokes Dream Weaver with the tag rope.
Aiello: Come on ref! This is out of control!
Bennett: I love it!
As Iggy exits the ring, DJ Frank exits and swears to the questioning referee that he did nothing. Ethan scoops Brizzie up off of the ground and drives her into the mat with a body slam. He walks over to the corner and tags DJ Frank in. DJ climbs up to the top rope. Ethan reaches up and grabs DJ’s wrists. DJ leaps off with an assisted somersault splash, but Brizzie rolls out of the way. DJ hits the mat hard and Dream Weaver is able to tag Swango into the ring. Iggy Swango sprints immediately at Ethan and leaps, driving her ass into his chest. Ethan drops and slumps in the corner. Iggy sprints at DJ and drops a leg drop across his throat. She pops up to her feet and sees Ethan in the corner. She runs and delivers a running hip attack right to his face. She sees DJ starting to get up to his hands and knees. She runs and drives a knee into the side of his head. She covers.
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Kickout by DJ Frank.
Aiello: Iggy Swango is FIRED UP!
Bennett: It won’t last long! She ain’t all there in the head. All this running is gonna make her dizzy.
Swango tags Dream Weaver back into the ring. They both run over to opposing corners and climb up to the top. They turn towards the ring and see DJ Frank still laying there. They air-five each other and both leap off. Swango hits Frank with a guillotine leg drop while Brizzie drives an elbow right into his sternum!
Aiello: SHATTERING THE GLASS CEILING! THAT WILL BE IT!
Dream Weaver stays on top for a cover.
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BROKEN UP AT THE LAST MOMENT by Ethan Alexander!
Carter: Alexander saved the match right there!
He grabs Brizzie by the hair and lifts her off of DJ Frank. She pulls her to her feet and pulls her hair towards his face and gives her hair a sickening long sniff with a sadistic smile.
Aiello: This is sick! Somebody stop him!
Bennett: He’s just appreciating his opponent!
Carter: Quit defending these… ruffians!
Dream Weaver, appalled by Ethan Alexander’s actions, rears back and slaps him hard across the jaw. His eyes light up. He wraps his hand around her throat and starts screaming at her. He lifts her up and drives her into the mat with a chokeslam. DJ Frank is starting to get to his feet. The two members of The Limit look at each other and then to the outside of the ring. They see the two tables that Swango and Brizzie arrived on. They grin as they both exit the ring and each grab a table.
Aiello: Oh no! Not this!
Carter: This is bad!
Bennett: This is great!
Carter: It’s not very smart, Steve! Your boys are about to get themselves disqualified!
Bennett: They aren’t my… wait! Yeah! You idiots! Don't do it!
They slide the custom tables into the ring and follow after. They lean over and set them up next to each other sa the two ladies are stirring. DJ Frank walks over to Dream Weaver and picks her up, gorilla-pressing her high into the air. Ethan Alexander grabs Iggy Swango and does the same. Both men have both ladies high into the air as they stare at each other with two tables in between them. The referee is trying hard to get them to stop.
Aiello: Don’t do it! No! No damnit!
The two slam them down and through their own respective tables. The referee calls for the bell as the two members of The Limit both laugh, looking down at the ladies.
DING DING DING
Stroup: Here are your winners by disqualification... Iggy Swango and Dream Weaver... Freaks and Geeks Present: The Foxy Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Live From Mr. Bigg's Limo!!!!Aiello: I don't think that The Limit even thought about the repercussions of those tables.
Carter: It's like something snapped in The Limit. Dream Weaver slapped the taste out of Ethan's mouth and it flipped a dangerous switch in The Limit!
Aiello: Regardless, the two young ladies have WON this match and will face off with MUCHO GRANDE! next Monday night.
Bennett: They sure don't look like winners!
Aiello: That is true, Steve. Folks, we are about out of time! For Steve "The Predator" Bennett and Max Carter, I am Joe Aiello. Good night!
The camera focuses in on Swango and Brizzie who are both holding the backs of their heads in the middle of the ring amongst the debris. They have both gotten up to their knees with each other's help as the referee informs them that they have won the match. They gingerly raise an arm in the air together as the feed cuts to black.
END SCREEN
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MATCH WRITERS
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MATCH ONE: BISHOP CHURCH
MATCH TWO: BISHOP CHURCH
MATCH THREE: BISHOP CHURCH
MATCH FOUR: MNB
MAIN EVENT: MNB
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SEGMENTS
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DRACO LAZARUS
HAPPY
FRANKIE ROMONO
CANDY
DOMINIC SANDERS
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
ROB GARCIA
ANTHONY GRUNGE
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RECAP OF WINNERS
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X-DIVISION SINGLES MATCH
NO DISQUALIFICATION
JOE DOE
VS LEVIATHAN
WINNER: Leviathan
X-DIVISION SINGLES MATCH
NO DISQUALIFICATION
EMMA LOUISE
VS ROB GARCIA
WINNER: Rob Garcia
TAG TEAM MATCH
LOS AMANTES
VS MUCHO GRANDE!
WINNERS: MUCHO GRANDE!
SINGLES MATCH (NON-TITLE)
KENDRICK KROSS
VS GRIFFIN HAWKINS
WINNER: Kendrick Kross
MAIN EVENT
TAG TEAM MATCH
WINNERS FACE MUCHO GRANDE! FOR #1 CONTENDERSHIP TO THE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS
THE LIMIT
VS FREAKS AND GEEKS PRESENT: THE FOXY LADIES OF DREAM SOUND REVOLUTION LIVE FROM MR. BIGG'S LIMO
WINNERS: Freaks and Geeks Present: The Foxy Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Live From Mr. Bigg's Limo
BRAWL #521 MVP: Kendrick Kross
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