Monday Niteraw - August 3, 2009
8/6/09
Welcome to Monday NiteRaw! I’m Gorilla Tim Hoss, and with me, he shot the sheriff, but not the deputy, Jesse King!
Gorilla, Botch at the Beach is behind us, and as we look ahead towards Rumble in the Jungle, the landscape looks to be about to change!
Well Jess, I wouldn‘t be surprised! Who knows what will happen in the fallout from one the biggest WWCF events in some time?!
At Botch at the Beach, Two Guys Who Seriously Rock took advantage of an opening, and captured the WWCF World Tag Team Championship. Tonight, Above Average and King Motor-Colt will look to try and regain their lost titles!
Viva Los Bio Dome defeated Corporate’s Tyfo in a falls count anywhere match, but afterwards, Stryker Dark Silence issued a challenge, so tonight we will see those two go at it in a chain match!
The returning Aaron Enigma issued a challenge of his own to any member of Corporate, but instead, it was answered by rising Superstar The Pushkilla! Those two will meet later tonight!
Fresh off his win over Whitey Fats at Botch at the Beach, TTS will take on one half of Joyful Hate, Square in singles competition!
And speaking of Whitey Fats, he and WWCF Hardcore Champion Jonathan Michaels will take on the up and coming tag team of Legion and Koda, The Deadly and The Sinful!
And to start us off, we understand the new Champion of Honor, Grbjazzman has something to say about the controversial circumstances surrounding his title win.
*The sounds of the Acoustic Alchemy song 'Lilac Lane' Hit as grbjazzman walks out to the ring to the cheers of the crowd*
Well folks, I have a lot to talk about here and a short time in which to do it, so let's start with this change in style. Jazz has changed multiple times through history and now I feel as if the era of smooth honor is ins style right here in the WWCF! Now, onto last week, if you guys could go ahead and show the footage from my match that everyone online is talking about.
*The guys in the back show the ending of the Jazzman/Drakin match on the Craptron which clearly shows the foot of Seth Drakin underneath the ropes*
Now, I heard what people on the forums, on Twitter, and all over the world wide web saying that if Jazzman had any honor he would drop the title. Well, I went to the board of directors and the powers that be and I sat down with them and we came up with a couple solutions. First, I would love it if Seth Drakin could come down to the ring to hear what I have to say.
*the crowd boos loudly as the Craptron cuts back stage to see the face of Seth Drakin with his girlfriend Noman*
Well Seth, I guess this will work as well. After talking to the board, they said that tonight, you could use your rematch and we could settle this like men in front of all these WWCF fans! Whadda say?
Oh Jazzman, you think just because you hold that belt you have all the power to call the shots? I have decided that right now is not the time for me to confront you.....but I have decided to address you. Before Botch at the Beach, I asked you for one thing and one thing only.....I asked that you did not disappoint me again and after the way our match ended and the way that you were able to be rewarded my title, I say that you did disappoint me. Now I will pay you back for dishonoring my title and tainting the Higher Power's prize because I have asked and I have been granted my rematch by the Higher Power, but you will know when it will be when I decide to tell you.
*The camera cuts to static as the crowd boos this decision mightily*
Well, to be fair, I'm not surprised. But I do have a back-up plan for this. They say that anyone can win a title, but a true champion knows how to defend it. Well, I will take on nothing less than the best wrestlers in my attempt to remove the taint from my victory. That's why next week, I'm offering invitations to all the wrestlers on the roster who have won titles but are not currently champions to compete in a scramble match where the winner will face me at Rumble in the Jungle. These men are...
*Jazzman gestures toward the Craptron to show the pictures of the men who get invites*
That's right, KODA, VIVA LOS BIO DOME, STRYKER, TYFO, SQUARE, WORDLIFEECW, MOTOR-COLT, GENERAL OF THE MONKEY ARMY, M.O.P., and WHITEY FATS. I'll need your acceptance of your invitation in a few days, so make your mind up soon. I'll being seeing some of you next week on NiteRaw. Now, let's get some action going on out here !!
Wow, Jess! A Scramble match, right here next week?! I can’t wait!
Gorilla, Jazzman may have just sealed his fate. He could lose that title in his very first defense of it!
Well, we’ll just have to wait and see. Up next, our opening contest. The Deadly and The Sinful take on Whitey Fats and Jonathon Michaels!
The Deadly and The Sinful(Legion and Koda) V. Whitey Fats and Jonathan Michaels
The following tag team match is set for one fall, with a 20 minute time limit.
*Agent of Chaos*
Introducing first, at a total combined weight of 476 pounds, Legion and Koda, The Sinful and The Deadly!
*DOA*
And their opponents. At a total combined weight of 520 pounds, Whitey Fats and the WWCF Hardcore Champion Jonathan Michaels!
Koda and Michaels start off. They lockup, but Koda breaks loose. He extends a hand to Michaels, who goes to take it, only to blindside Koda with a barrage of punches instead. Koda rolls over to his corner and tags Legion. The demonic superstar ties up with Michaels, and slams him to the mat. Legion drops an elbow and goes for the cover.
1
Kickout.
Legion whips Michaels into the ropes and catches him with a back body drop. As Michaels get’s to his feet, Legion bounces off the ropes with a big lariato! Cover.
1
Kickout.
Legion grabs Michaels in a front facelock, then drags him to the corner and tags Koda. Koda hit’s a dropkick’s to Michaels’ ribs, then follows with a legdrop. Cover.
1
2
Kickout.
Koda pulls Michaels up and tosses him in the corner, but as he goes for the Arkham Roundup, Michaels moves at the last second, and dives into his corner to tag Whitey! Whitey unloads on both Koda and Legion, hitting punches, slam, back body drops, and even a dropkick on Legion! Whitey scoop slam’s Koda and covers him.
1!
2!
Kickout!
Whitey set’s Koda up for the Burning Hammer, but Legion stops it. Whitey hit’s a barrage of punches on Legion, and sets him for a top rope power bomb. As he climbs up, Koda tries to pull him down. Michaels nails Koda from behind with a German suplex, but the distraction allows Legion to push Whitey off the ropes. Legion comes off the top rope, nailing Michaels with a flying clothesline. As Whitey get’s up, Legion intercepts him, and hit’s the Fall From Grace! Cover!
1!
2!
3!
Here are your winners, Legion and Koda, The Deadly and The Sinful!
Legion and Koda get the win! These two are quickly working their way up the ranks in the tag team division, folks!
But they’d be no match for the Champions, Gorilla. That’s for sure.
After this win, I’m inclined to disagree with you Jess. The Deadly and The Sinful could give any team in the WWCF a run for their money!
I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.
*Backstage, we see the referee that was involved in the Championship of Honor Match at Botch At The Beach getting ready in the locker room. He turns around and sees Seth Drakin, Mr. E, U.N. Owen, and Noman blocking the exit. Seth Drakin steps forward and speaks.*
Seth: While I may not be paying GRB Jazzman tonight, I have decided to pay you back.
Ref: Look, I did not see your foot outside of the ring and I am sorry that you are no longer the Champion of Honor because of it. I know what you did to the last referee who pissed you and I would like to know, is there anyway we can avoid this??
Seth: Avoid this!!!! You have some nerve asking me for a way to avoid this. I’ll….
*Seth is stopped by Noman, who whispers something in Seth’s ear. Seth smiles at the referee and steps forward with his hand raised. The ref thinks that Seth is going to hit him, but Seth instead puts his hand on his shoulder.*
Seth: You know, you should thank Noman because she has just given me an idea, but in a way…..she has decided to give you a chance at redemption.
Ref: Redemption??? I’ll do whatever it takes to redeem myself.
Seth: I am glad that you would see it that way. Noman, tell this person what we have planned for his redemption.
*Noman goes and whispers in the ref’s ear. The ref hears what she is saying and is shocked by what he hears. She backs away and next to Seth.*
Ref: You’re gonna do that???
Seth: That is the plan.
Ref: Look, I don’t know if my conscience can handle being a part of something like that.
Seth: Look mister…..I don’t care if there is some issue in your conscience on this. What is going to happen tonight is going to happen no matter what. The only choice is…..are you going to seek redemption or are you going to be in the hospital.
*The ref looks down, but looks back up.*
Ref: You win…..I’ll do it. I don’t feel right doing this, but I will do what it takes to redeem myself in your eyes.
Seth: Good…..we will leave you, but I shall tell you this. At a certain time, Mr. E and U.N. Owen will be here looking for you. You will be here and when they call for you, you will follow them willingly. When they lead you to me, I will tell you a certain phrase and when I tell you that phrase and you obey that command……you will be redeemed in my eyes. If you have second thoughts, those two men I mentioned will forcefully drag you to me and then……I will be rethinking about the redemption.
*Mr. E and U.N. Owen leave as Seth and Noman stay. Noman goes up to the ref and speaks.*
Noman: Don’t disappoint.
*Seth and Noman leave as the ref looks up at the ceiling, wondering what he has gotten himself into.*
Fred Neric - Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the Montego Bay Alchoweight Champion, TTS.
*TTS comes down to the ring with Boiler Room Brawler in tow. Neither man appears to have the Title belt.*
Fred Neric - TTS, first off, how does it feel knowing you are still the champion because The Harris brothers and Boiler Room Brawler interfered on your behalf?
Naw,Naw,Naw once again de Neric Mon be showing who he musta been-a fawkin ta get dis job
Ya shoulda be a-ah askin meh
ATTENTION MISTA TEE TEE ESS HOW IT-A BE A FEELIN TA KNOW DAT YA REVENGE 'GAINST DAT OL' FAWT NAASTIE BASTA WHITEYS FAWTS BEIN DENIED DUE TO BROILER ROOM BALLER AND THE PHALLUS BROTHERS
Ta Witch I replyin
Well I bein all pissed and missed mista Neric
Da Broiler Room Baller and Dee Phallus Bruddas be denyin me mah revengeratin but If'n I bein okay
I seein why dey do it
If I hadn'a been'a geddin mah hands on Wifey Fawts I woulda broken everay single bone in his bawdy and Da Sam?
He woulda been sued by Fawty bad and we all bein Poor
An Ol' Tee Tee Ess gonna be havin to Find a Cardybroad bawx fer Da Sam
While Starrysky and Cashoewho be sharin a Boot
Ma Main Man Mop be-a livin in a tra-she can while Dayvey be livin it up big cause he sellin da Phallus Bruddas off as Manwhores and livin in da Dumpsta behin' Koda house while dey work
Ol' Tee Tee Ess been down dat Road no M'aam he bein fine as in mon
So Whitey should be-a prayin to da Legal Sisterim fer savin him
Now all dese are tings I woulda said Neric but'cha done Fawked up soya never be-a hearin em
Fred Neric - Well I know alot of people who would disagree with that, but I must ask TTS. Where exactly is your title belt?
TTS - Mista Brawla s'posed ta be-a havin it
Fred Neric - Well I'm sure where ever it is it...oh my, what is that?
(we see Whitey on the Crapertron holding the Montego Bay Alcho Weight title and standing in front of a Tree Mulcher)
Whitey - So, TTS, recognize this, ya busta ass bitch? Now I can since you "beat" me I could just give this back and go on my way.... nah, I don't think so. I had your lil punk ass crying and laid out after TWO Burning Hammers, whining and crying like a bitch.
I beat you. I know it, you know it, your bum boy Sam knows, hell the whole godamn world knows you did beat me, you fake ass island bitch!!! You had to throw fire in my face and have your lovers jump in to pin me, and I still got up and walked away, son. You ain't nothing to me, boy.
How did it feel? How did it feel to know you could not be me by yourself> How did it feel, TTS, to know you had to have help? I don't mind losing, it don't bother me because my whole life everytime I've been knocked down I've got m my ass back up again... As for this*holds up belt* It's not worth the fake ass gold it's made with, so.... *throws it in the wood chipper, and walks off laughing*
We cut back to TTS who has fallen to his knees and is about to burst into tears as BRB gets angrier and angrier by the second.
*I Don’t Care-Fall Out Boy*
Square makes his way to the ring.
TTS’s night not getting any better. First his title get’s destroyed, and now he has to face Square in singles action!
Square rolls in the ring as a ref runs out and calls for the bell.
TTS V. Square
- Square immediately attacks TTS, hitting him with a series of forearms and a huge clothesline. He hits a running neckbreaker and then throws his opponent out of the ring. Square then lands a running dropkick to TTS on the outside, before re-entering the ring and taunting him, which gets the crowd cheering.
- TTS crawls into the ring and is met by right hands from Square. However, TTS gets in an eye rake to slow the momentum of his opponent, much to the referee's and crowd's chagrin. He hits an Atomic Drop followed by a discus clothesline for the first near-fall of the match. TTS takes it to the mat with an armwringer, and then works over the arm for a while. He locks in a Fujiwara armbar, but Square reaches the ropes. TTS hangs on to the arm as Square gets to his feet, but is hit with an enziguri.
- Both men get to their feet, and Square hits a drop toe hold which sends TTS face first into the second turnbuckle. Square scores with a stalling vertical suplex for 2. He scoops TTS up for the L7, but again he goes to the eyes to get out of the predicament. TTS hits a belly to belly suplex, and puts Square into the camel clutch in the centre of the ring. He lands a few crossfaces and cinches in the hold for a while. Eventually, Square wills himself back to his feet and falls backwards, with TTS landing on the mat hard.
- Square then unloads with a flurry of offense - he hits a shoulderblock, a spinebuster and then a tope rope crossbody for 2.9! He goes for the Squareplosion, but TTS evades it. TTS goes up to the top rope to try and hit the Doctor's Note, but is met at the top rope. They trade punches back and forth, with Square eventually winning out. He sets up for a superplex, but TTS blocks it with a punch to the gut, and then hits a Pile-Up from off the top for the 3!
Here is your winner...TTS!
TTS picks up the win, but he still looks upset, Jess!
Of course he’s still upset! Whitey Fats just destroyed his most prized possession, the Montego Bay AlcoholicWeight belt!
Well, there’s an old saying, good riddance to bad rubbish, and I think it applies here!
The AlcohoicWeight Championship has been around since the beginning of the WWCF, and you dare call it rubbish?!
Yes.
Jonathan and Whitey are backstage.
Sorry, Whitey, we'll get 'em next time
Fred G. Neric runs up to Jonathan.
"Jonathan, there's something going on at your girlfriend's apartment."
What?
"I don't know yet, but somebody gave me this envelope to pass on to you."
Neric leaves, Jonathan opens the envelope.
Michaels, If you don't want your girlfriend or yourself to get hurt, do not leave the arena.
Jonathan turns to Whitey.
Damn it, what the hell am I supposed to do now?
I'll go.
You sure?
Don't worry, I'll make sure she's OK.
Thanks.
Whitey leaves.
*Painkiller plays to a mixture of cheers and boos*
Muffler: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome back to Monday Niteraw... M.O.P.!
M.O.P. walks to the ring in a black pinstripe suit with a gray tie, wearing sunglasses. He walks with a small, arrogant strut, smile on face.
Gorilla: Well, M.O.P. is certainly dressed for the occasion.
King: You said it, Hoss! M.O.P's looking sharp tonight!
Gorilla: As you folks at home may know, M.O.P came back at Botch at the Beach to serve as guest commentator during the main event. Of course, Cthulhu and Starshine went on to win that match, and M.O.P. went in to celebrate with his teammates and raise a little hell on the former tag-team champions. And then this happened.
*video clip of Aaron Enigma returning, followed by staredown and nods of respect between Enigma and M.O.P.*
King: Well, establishing a friendly relationship between Story and Corporate wouldn't be breaking new territory. Motor-Colt and Littlenaitch are good friends, 'Rilla!
Gorilla: I know that, King! But unlike M.O.P. and Aaron Enigma, Colt and Littlenaitch didn't beat the holy hell out of each other in a brutal, personal Last Man Standing match! Anyway, M.O.P. has the mic.
King: Let's hear what the Future of Professional Wrestling has to say!
*Gorilla rolls his eyes at King as M.O.P stands in the middle of the ring. He hears mostly boos as he looks around the WWCF arena, although a few scattered cheers and a faint "Welcome Back!" chant can be heard. He takes off his sunglasses and carefully puts them away in his suit's pocket.*
I'd like to thank my fans for the warm welcome back.*the cheers start to get louder.* Let me emphasize. My fans. Not the rest of you booing losers and rejects. *Boos erupt as M.O.P. cockily grins* Now, I promised that I would address some things tonight. And if I am anything, I'm a man of my word. So, each and every one of you worthless peons, as well as everyone in the WWCF locker room will know exactly where I stand.
So, people want to know why Aaron Enigma *crowd erupts in cheers* and I didn't attack each other at the end of the Pay-Per-View. Well, Aaron explained his side of things, so let me explain mine. Like Aaron, despite how much of a beating we gave each other at that Last Man Standing match, my respect for him only grew. He went out there, and he showed no mercy. He backed up every single word of his in the ring, and it's hard for me not to respect, hell, even admire that. Because he's right. Aaron, we aren't so different, you and I. We fight similar styles. We never take the easy way out. And we've busted our asses to get where we are today. I'm a future World Champion in the making, and I daresay you are, too.
But, there's one thing holding the both of us back; two capable superstars who are on the cusp of breaking through the glass ceiling in this business and making it into the Main Event picture. And that is The Story. *the lukewarm cheers that were building as M.O.P. was complimenting Enigma suddenly turn to boos directed at him.* The Story is a cancer upon our careers! Think about it Aaron! What has the Story gotten you that you couldn't have gotten on your own? What has the Benevolent, His Royal Highness Motor-Colt the First's supposed "friendship" gotten you? Nothing! Sure, you got a spot in a main event every here and there. But did you win? No. Did you get any real championship opportunities? No! And why would you? After all, all your so-called friends were at one point holding the World, Inter-Forum, AND Hardcore Championships. And as a member of The Story, you were perfectly content to be in the presence of such prestigious wrestlers.
Don't you see it, Aaron? Don't you see why Motor-Colt was so anxious to recruit you? Sure, maybe he did consider you an actual friend. But ultimately, it was to control you! He and the rest of his little group saw you as a threat to their titles, and as they say: keep your friends close, and your enemies closer. I don't think it's a stretch to say that I did more for your career than the Story has. *the crowd starts chanting "YOU SUCK!" as M.O.P. takes a minute to pause and look at the crowd* As I was saying, The Story made your name recognizable to these morons by association. Meanwhile, you and I brought each other to our limits, without any help from The Story on your end. Because of that, these people now see you as a World Champion in the making.
I know you'd ask the same thing of me, Aaron. "If the Story is keeping me complacent, isn't Corporate doing the same to you?" And the answer to that question is an emphatic "NO." I'm not complacent, Aaron. In fact, I'm hungry! I'm tired of sitting by and letting the so far empty promises of championship opportunities by Mr. D-Day Dave and The Sam go on! If there's one thing you made me realize, it's that if you want anything done in this business, you have to do it yourself. And tonight, I'm doing just that.
Tonight, I declare my intentions to make The Story's failure complete and be the one to take that Inter-Forum Championship off of Above Average's waist! It may not be tonight. It may not be next week or at the next pay-per-view, but mark my words Double A, you will fall by my hand. Doley couldn't defeat you. Supersmark couldn't defeat you. None of the rest of those Heatz!!1 Rejects were able to loosen the stranglehold you have had on that belt for almost a year, but I'm on a whole other level. I am the future of this industry and when the opportunity rises, the next WWCF Inter-Forum Champion! And I'm not doing it for Corporate. I'm not doing it for Mr. D-Day Dave. I'm doing it for me.
*M.O.P throws down the mic and walks out of the ring to Painkiller*
Gorilla: Well, can't say I expected that.
King: Above Average prides himself on being a fighting champion. How do you think he'll respond, 'Rilla?
Gorilla: We'll just have to wait and see, King. But let's get on to our next contest!
Aaron Enigma V. The Pushkilla
The following contest is set for one fall!
*Supernaut*
And his opponent, from The First State, weighing 245 pounds...PUSHKILLA!
*Take Back The Power*
And his opponent, weighing in at 256 pounds and currently residing in Chicago, Illinois. Representing The Story. Head Detective Aaron Enigma!!!
Aaron starts the match by offering his hand to Pushkilla. He looks hesitant, but slowly takes his hand and the two shake in the middle of the ring, with the crowd cheering. The two back away from each other then lock-up in the center of the ring. Aaron gets the upper hand, locking a headlock in on Pushkilla. Pushkilla bounces into the ropes and pushes Aaron off him. Aaron rebounds off the ropes and hits a shoulder tackle on Pushkilla, quickly followed by an elbow drop and a cover.
1.....2.Pushkilla kicks out.
Aaron lifts up Pushkilla, but Push hits him with a kick in the stomach followed by an elbow to the head. He throws Aaron into the ropes and backs up. Pushkilla runs at Aaron trying to spear him but Aaron ducks out of the way. Pushkilla rams his right shoulder into the ringpost. Grabbing his arm in pain he turns around, only for Aaron to hit him with a kick to the stomach. Aaron grabs his right arm and hits a jumping armbreaker which he transitions into a fujiwara armbar. Pushkilla writhes in pain and scrambles to the ropes. He gets to them and Aaron breaks the hold. Aaron tries to pick him up but Pushkilla trips Aaron into the second turnbuckle and both men are down.
Pushkilla gets up first and drags Aaron to the center. He stomps on Aaron a couple of times before trying to lock in a scissored armbar. Aaron however breaks out before it can be fully locked in. Pushkilla lifts Aaron up and tries to hit a vertical suplex, however Aaron counters it and hits a vertical suplex of his own. Aaron flips over Pushkilla and lifts his legs up before crossing them and locking in the Gorilla Clutch. Pushkilla desperately tries to break it but he is stuck in the center of the ring. He refuses to tap out though. Aaron puts more pressed on the back, even dropping to one knee to increase the angle of the hold. Pushkilla screams in pain but still refuses to tap out. He crawls inch by inch to the ropes. After 2 minutes of crawling, Pushkilla makes it to the ropes. Aaron breaks the hold and stares at Pushkilla, amazed at his will to win. He smiles before going to pick him up.
Aaron picks Pushkilla up and attempts the Brilliant Deduction, but Pushkilla counters it with a kick and follows it with a DDT. Pushkilla hits a couple elbow drops, followed by a leg drop. He lifts up Aaron and throws him into the corner. He charges and hits a spear on Aaron. He walks around the ring a bit cockily instead of going after Aaron again though. He charges and tries to hit a corner splash this time, however Aaron was ready for it. Aaron catches Pushkilla in the midair and explodes from the corner, hitting a running STO in the center of the ring.
Aaron quickly picks up Pushkilla and starts a combination of kicks. A kick to the back of the knee, followed by a toe kick to the stomach, he then kicks Pushkilla upward, before hitting an enziguri, and using his hands, Aaron spins around quickly to hit a reverse roundhouse kick. Pushkilla seems dead on his feet and Aaron sets up Pushkilla with the Brilliant Deduction. He hits the Brilliant Deduction on Pushkilla and goes for the pin.
1.....2.....3!
Here is your winner, Aaron Enigma!
*After celebrating his victory, Aaron asks for a mic, and waits for the crowd to quiet down*
Gorilla: Look King, it seems the Head Detecive has something to say.
King: Yes he does Gorilla. Do you think it has anything to do with what M.O.P. was talking about earlier?
Gorilla: I don't know, but let's listen in and find out.
*Aaron walks around the ring, the crowd quiets down and he begins to speak*
MAN was it great to be back in this ring and performing for everyone here toNIGHT!*cheers erupt*
Now, before I get on to other matters, let's have a round of applause for my opponent tonight, Puskilla! I mean, did you see him take that submission for a whole two and a half minutes and end up breaking it? Talk about fighting spirit folks, that man is going places in this company, mark my words.
Now that that is out of the way, I would like to address some comments made earlier by M.O.P. He said that Motor-Colt only wanted me in The Story to control me. He said that there is not one thing I couldn't have done without The Story. Honestly, I'm afraid to say that he is right. Myself and the rest of The Story have been fairly distant as of late. However, don't think that I haven't loved every minute of being in this stable. I mean, despite the lack of title shots, M.O.P. do you have any idea how much I have learned from these guys? You should know more than anyone that winning is something that means a lot to me, but it isn't everything. My power comes from knowledge, something I've gained an immense amount of just being around these men.
I mean, look at our Last Man Standing Match. I don't think winning mattered very much when I was obliterated after the match by the rest of Corporate. I was out for a whole month, not unlike yourself. However my injuries were definitely more severe, and even now I'm probably still not at 100%. That didn't stop me from making a big return though to thwart Corporate's plans. Hell even if I wasn't a member of The Story I would've come out that night to help Colt and AA, because no one should go through the pain I had to.
After I won that match against you a month ago, I was two seconds away from offering my hand in respect to you, but then Corporate attacked. You brutalized me, trying to beat a message into my head. You say that I don't need The Story, and you are probably right. I probably don't need The Story. However, that doesn't mean I don't appreciate the friendship, the teachings, the learning and knowing that every time we're in the ring together, we're a team.
I could say the same about you though M.O.P. You could be doing exactly what you are doing right now without the help of Corporate. I mean, all they offer is strength in numbers, allowing you to run away and hide behind the backs of them. I personally ask The Story to not interfere in my matches, because win or lose, I fight with honor and respect for my opponent. You know it really is too bad, we're on opposite sides of a larger conflict. If things had worked out different, we probably could've been friends, even tag team partners. You play with the cards you were dealt and I play with mine.
So as for your accusations that The Story is trying to control me, I really don't care. Eventually I'll be at the top of this business, and I'm sure you will be right there with me. I guarantee when we meet to feud over the World Heavyweight Title it'll blow the roof off of any arena. That's just the chemistry we have M.O.P. We know how to entertain and we give everything we've got each and every time.
Now I issued a challenge to Starshine and Boiler Room Brawler next week in a 2-on-1 handicap match. However I just had a brilliant idea. You would probably be against this but how about next week instead of a handicap match it is a tag team match. Boiler Room Brawler and Starshine vs. The Head Detective Aaron Enigma.....and M.O.P. It is honestly a win-win situation for you. I mean you could just throw the match, and then it's a 3-on-1 beatdown. And if by some miracle we win, well then we got another win under both of our belts. Lemme know what you think about that M.O.P. Oh, and good luck with AA, I know he'll accept your challenge because he is a fighting champion.
*Aaron drops the mic and leaves the ring to a huge amount of cheers*
Gorilla: King, what is Aaron thinking? That match next week could very well spell his end in WWCF.
King: If I know Aaron Enigma Gorilla, he's got a hidden motive behind this match, we'll just have to wait and see.
Up next folks, we have the big chain match between Stryker and Viva Los Bio Dome!
Chain Match: Viva Los Bio Dome V. Stryker Dark Silence
Our following bout, is a CHAAAAIN MATCH!
*Safety Dance plays*
Introducing first, from Hayward California, weighing in at ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY FIVE POOOOOUNDS....VIVA LOS BIIIIIOOOOODOOOOOME!
*Biodome isn't dancing tonight, he walks to the ring seriously and purposefully, he slides into the ring and the referee begins attaching his wrist clasp the the chain, as the bagpipes trill*
And his opponent, from the Depths of the Soul, weighing in at TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY POOOOOUNDS...STRRRRRYKER DARK SIIIIIILEEEEENCE!!
*Stryker runs to the ring and is immediately in the referee's face asd he gets the clasp and chain attached to his wrist*
The bell rings and the pair immediately start a test of strength, pulling the chain tight between them, Stryker's weight advantage gives him the upper hand, and he starts to reel Biodome in, but Bio, not wanting to get caught out, rushes past him forcing him to turn twice, trying to unbalance Stryker. Stryker grabs the chain short and pulls Biodome in gets the chain wrapped around his ribs, digging a knee into Bio's side. Stryker goes to throw a kick, but Bio grabs some of the slack chain and uses it to hook and sweep Stryker's standing leg. He grabs the slack, and WHIPS STRYKER ACROSS THE CHEST! Stryker rolls and reels away, but can't get away because of the chain. Bio wraps the chain around his fist, and drops it into Stryker's side. And again. He goes for the third one but Stryker jerks the chain and pulls Bio off balance. Stryker is up, with the chain wrapped around his forearm, and hits a blow to the side of Bio's head! Bio drops, and Stryker wraps the chain around the sole of his foot and STOMPS ON BIO'S FACE! His lip is bleeding! Stryker hooks it round Bio's neck, and drags him to the corner...ONE POST! Stryker goes to drag to the second corner, but Bio deadweights and armdrags Stryker over. He wraps the chain around Stryker's neck and drops his full weight back with his knees inbetween Stryker's shoulders! Stryker is struggling and fighting to get free! He's got his feet wrapped in the ropes...he's dropped off the apron, and it's dragged Biodome out of the hold! Stryker is struggling for breath on the outside, Bio tries to drag him into the ring, but Stryker uses his weight advantage and pulls Bio to the outside. He's got the chain wrapped around his forearm again...CHOPS ACROSS BIODOME'S CHEST! Bio reels, but Stryker is still struggling for breath and can't take advantage. Stryker uses the chain to whip Bio into the ring steps. Gasping still, Stryker grabs Bio and rolls him in the ring. Stryker follows but is met with a boot to the face. Bio is up, One post, two, he goes for the third....STRYKER HOLDS HIM UP SHORT, YANKING BACK ON THE CHAIN. Bio is frustrated and goes for his punch combo...STRYKER USES THE CHAIN TO REVERSE AND UNBALANCE BIO! GERMAN SUPLEX! He's got Bio up....CYCLONE CUTTER! And now he's got one post, two, three, BIO TRIES TO STOP AND PULLS TIGHT ON THE CHAIN...STRYKER THROWS HIMSELF INTO THE CORNER FOR THE WIN!
HERE IS YOUR WINNER...STRRRRYKER DARK SIIIIIILENCE!
Stryker is breathing hard. Bio is onto Stryker and has the noose on him again...HE HOPS OVER THE TOP ROPE, HANGING STRYKER! He fights to undo his wrist clasp, the referee jumps in and aides him! Stryker gets himself free of the chain, as Biodome walks away with a cruel smile on his face. He turns to leave, but Stryker has a mic... he talks with a strangled tone...
"H-hold it there...now I know what Cult Chaos could have been, and Damn I'm happy with what I see. You see, as afraid of me as the management is, they pulled a lot of strings to get me back, and I have a lot of pull right now...so next week, I'm laying this out....It'll be Biodome and Stryker vs any tag team that decides to face us. Face The Resistance!"
If they would do all that to each other, imagine what they’ll do to their opponents!
I’m very scared right now Gorilla!
Pull yourself together Jess! It’s time for our main event. The Story will try to regain their Tag Team Championship when Above Average and King Motor-Colt battle Two Guys Who Seriously Rock!
Tornado Rules Match For The WWCF World Tag Team Championships: Above Average and King Motor-Colt V. Two Guys Who Seriously Rock ©
Michael Muffer – Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest scheduled for one fall and is your main event of the evening. It is the Texas Tornado match for the WWCF Tag Team Championship.
*Cherub Rock begins playing on the PA. Starshine and Cthulhu appear on the stage, wearing the WWCF Tag belts. They do their signature taunt of Cthulhu kneeling in front with his guitar while Starshine poses, arms outstretched, holding his star-mic, behind him.*
Michael Muffer – Coming in at a combined weight of 400lbs, they are the WWCF Tag Team Champions, they are Two Guys Who Seriously Rock.
*Both enter the ring and pose on adjacent turnbuckles. They both step down and stand in the center of the ring.*
Tim Hoss – It looks like Starshine has something to say tonight for a change.
Jesse King – No need to be sarcastic Gorilla. The guy’s just a little outspoken.
Tim Hoss – There’s outspoken, and then there’s just running on at the mouth.
Starshine – There’s something that I just have trouble trying to understand. Last week we won the WWCF Tag Team titles. That makes us the champions of the tag team match. Yet, tonight the rules of this match state that there won’t be any tagging between partners in the match. In fact, they state that all four of us will be in the ring at the same time. Even more confusing is that we, your tag team champions, are forced to put our titles on the line in this match. Why this is allowed, I don’t understand. But with that said, I have full confidence that both myself, ‘The Technical Professional’ and ‘The Corporate Rocker’ are more than up to the challenge. I mean, we already beat Colt and Average one week ago for these belts. There’s no reason why a much superior team, much like us, can’t do it again. So Colt, Double A, I hope you’ve made suitable preparations for tornado protection. Because Cthulhu and I, we’re going to rock you like a hurricane.
Oh, and one other thing -*Walks to the ringside facing the entrance ramp*-ARRON ENIGMA YOU LIMP, LITTLE PRIVATE DICK! YOU WANNA JUMP US FROM BEHIND AND RUIN OUR MOMENT? YOU REALLY WANT OUR ATTENTION THAT BAD? HOW ABOUT YOU COME OUT NOW, HUH? OH, I SEE HOW IT IS WE’RE EXPECTING YOU SO YOU’RE SUDDENLY NO PLACE TO BE FOUND, HOW CONVINIENT. YOU WANT TO TALK CRAP ABOUT US? YOU WANNA USE US AS A STEPPING STONE? DOESN’T HAPPEN THAT WAY, BUD. NOW I WANT YOU TO LISTEN VERY CAREFULLY TO ME PILOT. YOU’VE MADE OUR LIST. I HOPE FOR YOUR SAKE, WE DON'T SEE YOU AGAIN.
Michael Muffer - …
Starshine – Do you want me to hold your hand Michael Muffer? Announce our opponents.
Michael Muffer – Uh, *clears throat* and their opponents representing The Story.
*Poison plays on the PA as Motor Colt and Above Average make their way out together.*
Michael Muffer – Weighing in a combined weight of 507lbs, they are Above Average and King Motor Colt.
*Double A and Colt stop ringside, eyeing their opponents. They look at each other, nod and rush the ring at the same time.*
*Referee John Creed signals for the bell*
Colt tackles Cthulhu down as Double A gives Starshine a sudden clothesline. Both members of 2GWSR quickly roll out to regroup as The Story pose on the turnbuckles. Starshine and Cthulhu confer together on the outside as we hear:
Starshine – I’m not sure that’s a good idea.
Cthulhu – Come one dude, let’s rock ‘em.
They quickly rush back in, and try to take down their opponents. Double A ducks a clothesline from Starshine and catches him on the rebound with a stiff discus punch and rolls outside again. Meanwhile Colt blocks a Yakuza Kick from Cthulhu, spins him around and arm drags him back outside. 2GWSR regroup once again on the outside as we hear:
Cthulhu - That wasn’t a good idea.
Starshine – Don’t worry. Let’s try to-*whispers in Cthulhu’s ear*
Cthulhu nods and moves to the opposite side of the ring. Colt and Average, still inside watch both from the center of the ring. Starshine signals to Cthulhu and both climb to the ring apron. Colt and Average intercept their opponents and drag them over the ropes to the inside. Colt pushes Starshine into one corner, while Average corners Cthulhu in the opposite one. Both deliver a series of rights, and signal to each other. They simultaneously irish whip both towards the other. Cthulhu and Starshine grab each other by the arm and do-see-do around, reversing the momentum back to The Story. As they do Colt dodges Starshine, shoving him face first into the turnbuckle. Meanwhile, Cthulhu drops Average with a dropkick to the knee. Both turn and stare down one another. Cthulhu rushes Colt with a lariat, but Colt avoids with a roll. Colt stops Cthulhu dead with a gut kick. Cthulhu dodges a following uppercut and locks in a sleeperhold. Colt struggles for the ropes but Cthulhu holds tight, and drags him back toward the center of the ring. Colt looks to begin to fade. The referee checks on him. He lifts his arm up, it drops. He lifts it up again- suddenly Colt grabs Cthulhu’s head and delivers a sitout jawbreaker. He runs the ropes but is tripped by Starshine from the outside. Starshine slides back inside and stomps down Colt, and Cthulhu joins in. Starshine signals Cthulhu for the Shock Rock. They both pick up Colt and Cthulhu lifts him up into the electric chair hold. Out of nowhere Above Average tackles Starshine down. Cthulhu loses grip of Colt who rolls him into a victory roll pin.
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-Cthulhu kicks out. Colt attempts a shining wizard to his kneeling opponent. Cthulhu rolls out of the way and mounts Colt, delivering a series of forearms to the back of his head. Cthulhu spins into a tight front facelock and holds Colt down. On the other side of the ring Starshine connects with the Blind Spot to Above Average. He hits a Russian Backbreaker to the blinded opponent and locks in his signature Sharpshooter. Referee John Creed asks both members of the story if they want to submit, but neither oblige. Colt manages to put a foot on the ropes and Cthulu releases the hold. Cthulhu picks him up but is caught off guard as Colt quickly locks in his Dragon Sleeper. Starshine contemplates whether to keep the hold on or break up Colts. He eventually releases Average and breaks Colt’s Dragon Sleeper with a forearm. He goes back to Above Average but is caught in a small package by his opponent.
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2…
-Cthulhu dives across the ring to break the hold. Average quickly locks in his own Dragon Sleeper on Cthulhu. Not noticing this as he gets to his feet, Starshine is caught by Colt and locked in his own Dragon Sleeper. Both members of 2GWSR struggle with all their might to reach the ropes. Cthulhu is able to grab a hold of them, breaking the hold. Before he can break Colt’s hold, Average grabs on to him, stopping him from reaching them. Cthulhu gets to his knees and elbows Average in the ribs, but still unable to break the hold. He finally reaches his feet and shoves Average off him, into Colt, breaking up the move. Average, quick as lightening is back to his feet and targets Cthulhu for the superkick. Cthulhu ducks out of the way, causing Average to kick referee, John Creed. Average staring at the downed referee, is caught by surprise by a Cthulhu German suplex. Cthulhu quickly follows this up with a Yakuza Kick and pushes Average outside. Colt, back to his feet picks up Starshine, but is clubbed from behind by Cthulhu. Cthulhu and Starshine whip Colt off the ropes and catch him with a double hip toss. They pick him up again and irish whip him off the ropes, catching him with a T-Bomb. Cthulhu goes for the pin,
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-Colt kicks out. Cthulhu picks Colt up in the Electric Chair hold for Shock Rock. Colt fights against the hold, punching Cthulhu in the head. He launches himself off Colt and delivers a forearm to Starshine. He immediately grabs Starshine and launches him into Cthulhu. He picks up Cthulhu and signals for The Story on Page One. He lifts Cthulhu up, but he slips out of the move. Cthulhu turns Colt and slaps him. Colt clutches his cheek and slaps back. Cthulhu slaps him again, and they get into a war of slaps. The slaps soon become punches and finally Cthulhu tackles Colt down and the two roll outside, still fighting. Outside, Colt chops Cthulhu over the crowd barricade and follows him over. The two continue their fighting in the crowd, eventually ending up somewhere backstage.
Back in the ring, Starshine makes it back to his feet and looks towards the crowd where Colt and Cthulhu left. Behind him Above Average slides back into the ring. Starshine turns to see Above Average getting up and quickly grabs him for the Starshot. Average blocks the move but has his own swinging neckbreaker reversed. Starshine clutches onto a side headlock. Average backs Starshine into the ropes and launches him off breaking the move. Average bends down for a back body drop, but Starshine stops his momentum and preps him for the Starblind. Average frees his arms and lifts him over with a back body drop. Starshine, clutching his back gets to his feet and turns around. Average feints his superkick, causing Starshine to drop down to the mat. Average quickly grabs Starshine’s legs and locks in the Sharpshooter. Starshine desperately tries to crawl to the ropes but Average drags him towards the center of the ring. Referee John Creed, clutching the side of his head slowly crawls back into the ring with a clear view of the move. Starshine struggles a little more, but finally taps.
The referee signals for the bell.
Tim Hoss – They did it! The Story has reclaimed the WWCF tag team titles!
Jesse King – I’m speechless Gorilla. I definitely didn’t see this coming.
*Above Average grabs the belts off the timekeeper’s table and holds them up in celebration.*
Tim Hoss –Referee John Creed seems to be conferring with Ring Announcer Michael Muffer… I’m not sure why they haven’t made the official announcement yet. Hang on, it looks like Mr. Muffer is ready.
Michael Muffer – Ladies and gentlemen, referee John Creed has ruled that the winners of this match, by disqualification, Two Guys Who Seriously Rock. This ruling has been decided upon via Above Average kicking the referee during the course of the match.
*Starshine, clutching his back in pain, snatches the titles away from Above Average and quickly makes his way backstage. A dumbfounded Above Average stands in the ring in disbelief.*
Tim Hoss – I don’t believe this. It was accidental.
Jesse King – Rules are rules Gorilla. You touch the referee, you pay the fine.
Tim Hoss – Rules may be rules. But then there’s just dumb luck. I hope Starshine and Cthulhu are proud of themselves.
Jesse King – With how much they make, I’m sure they’ll sleep well.
DOA - Foo Fighters.
Jonathan makes his way to the ring with a mic.
I have had enough of this crap, Listen to me, you coward, I don't know what you want with me or Sara, but this is going to end NOW!
I don't care about your consequences, I don't care about your mask, I just want you to face me like a man.
Tim Hoss grabs a microphone.
Jonathan, I'm getting word that a camera crew is at Sara's apartment, can we put that on the screen?
The image on the Tron switches to the inside of a luxury apartment, the furniture strewn about, the lights flickering, and we see Whitey Fats laid out, bleeding on the carpet.
The camera pans up to reveal the masked man standing over him, chuckling to himself, he slowly pulls off the mask to reveal . . .
Evil Masked wordlifeecw.
Jonathan has a look of horror mixed with utter disbelief on his face.
Surprised? Who could've guessed? Who could've seen it coming? Jono, buddy, pal. Now, I'm sure you're confused right now. I'm sure you have a lot of questions and those will all be answered in due time.
Right now, all you need to know is this. Your pal, wordlifeecw, he's gone. Done. History. The man you're dealing with is much more dangerous. Much smarter. And much more Evil.
*wordlifeecw removes his mask, revealing a bald man with a goatee which is sprayed black, and three small triangles tatooed over his right eye*
The man you're dealing with is Evil M.
If you have hurt her in any way, I swear I will . . .
Calm down Jono. She's fine. As soon as I showed up, she went and locked herself in the bathroom. I haven't touched her.
But let's say I HAD touched her. What exactly would you have done about, might I ask?
You may think that I'm just some masochistic fun-loving chump, but I promise you one thing, When I'm finished with you, you'll need more than a mask to hide the scars, you'll need more than an inferno to protect you from the darkness and you'll need more than a Story to have a happy ending because from this moment on, I will not rest until you are eating through a tube, you piece of trash.
HAHAHAHA!!!! Oh that's good. You're so funny Jono.
*Evil M turns deadly serious*
Maybe I can arrange for you to die laughing. Joke's over, Jono! Now that everyone knows who it is, the new question is why? Well, I'll tell you...
When I'm damn good and ready! But Jono, I wanna end this on a high note.
*Evil walks over to the bathroom door and breaks the lock open. Sara screams, as Evil M grabs her by the throat. He then leans her back and kisses her. Sara's muffled screams can be heard as the camera abruptly cuts out*
…I have no idea what to say, Jess. Wordlifeecw has been here from the beginning, and well… I’m not completely surprised, but still…
I know what you mean, Gorilla. Nobody saw it coming.
Ladies and gentlemen, we’ll be right back.
*New Blackjacks theme play as Little Naitch comes out with the world title and bandages on his head. He enters the ring to an enormous reaction from the crowd and grabs the mic.*
Little Naitch: Just about a month ago, I was brutally attacked by one of my past enemies by the name of Stryker Dark Silence. He tried to end my career, but as you can see…I am back but not medically cleared to wrestle, but I have been gone way too long and Stryker needs to pay for his actions.
*LN doesn’t have to wait long for theme music to play, but it is not Stryker Dark Silence’s music. “Unicron Medley” by Vince DiCola plays as Seth Drakin and his associates are heading out from the back. Seth Drakin has a briefcase and following his associates is the referee that they had talked to earlier. Seth Drakin enters the ring and grabs a mic as he smiles.*
Seth: Little Naitch, I guess you were expecting Stryker to appear, but quite frankly…..I believe I am more important than him. I guess I should ask, “How is the head???”
Little Naitch: Like you give a damn.
Seth: Good point, I really don’t care how your head is. I was just trying to be polite. You know, in a way…..I was hoping that Stryker did collect on my bounty. However, in another way…..after receiving no response for weeks, I actually wanted to collect my own bounty. So in a way, I am glad Stryker wasn’t even able to pass 30 days.
Little Naitch: I always knew you were greedy.
Seth: Actually, I am not. The fact is I already spent the million dollars.
Little Naitch: On what???
Seth: I’ll tell you in a minute. First, I would like to say that I truly had a very brilliant plan on how I was going to take you out. However, I guess you saw Botch at the Beach….am I correct???
Little Naitch: Yes, I was able to see it. Grbjazzman made your ass submit!!!!
Seth: Well, if you saw….my foot was on the rope. But the point of the matter is, because of what happened at Botch at the Beach, there was a change of plans.
*Seth Drakin hits LN with the briefcase. He calls the referee in the ring and hands him the briefcase. The referee dejectedly goes to Michael Muffer and tells him what is going on. Michael is shocked by what he hears, but he grabs the mic and speaks.*
Michael Muffer: Ladies and gentlemen, I have just been informed that Seth Drakin’s briefcase was TromboneMan’s Money In The Bank briefcase. Seth Drakin has decided to cash in the briefcase so the following contest is for the World Heavyweight Championship.
*The crowd boos as the referee rings the bell. Seth Drakin tries to go for the pin, but the referee can only get to two before the champ kicks out. The crowd cheers loudly as Seth Drakin looks on in fury. Seth then grabs Little Naitch and slams him into steel post. Seth then grabs the champion and hits the Tale’s End. He goes for the pin and the referee, who is sickened by all of this, counts the 1-2-3.
Michael Muffer: The winner of this match…………and NEW World Heavyweight Champion………….Seth Drakin!!!!
*Noman grabs the title belt as the referee raises Seth Drakin’s hand. The crowd is pissed as Noman hands Seth the world title. Seth smiles, but his smile is gone as he tells Mr. E and U.N. Owen to pick up Little Naitch. It is apparent that Little Naitch is not conscious at this moment and the referee thinks he has seen enough. He tries to talk some sense into Seth Drakin, but Seth looks at him with a deadly glare and points to the back. You can hear that Seth tells the referee to leave. The ref is very sad as he leaves. Seth then puts the title belt down and sets to hit LN with the Tale’s End on the belt, but GRBJazzman comes down to the ring with a steel chair and chases off Seth and his cronies. Seth Drakin walks up the ramp and smiles with the world title and his associates as officials come into to check on the former champion. GRB Jazzman is seen staring a hole into Seth Drakin and is seething mad.*
I can not believe what we have just seen! Seth Drakin is the new WWCF World Champion?!!!
Gorilla, I am just as shocked as you are! I can’t believe this has happened! Corporate is going to be furious!!!
Obviously, we were all caught off guard. We had assumed that when TromboneMan left the WWCF, that he took the Money in the Bank briefcase with him. But as we just saw, Seth somehow gained possession of the case, and well, the results speak for themselves!
I don’t think anything this shocking has ever happened before Gorilla! Seth Drakin as World Champion?! No way!
Ladies and gentlemen, we’re out of time. For Jesse King, I’m Gorilla Tim Hoss. Goodnight.
Credits: Grbjazzman, Evil M, TTS, Whitey Fats, The Sam, The Headbanger Man, M.O.P., Aaron Enigma, Stryker, Starshine, Jonathan Michaels, Seth Drakin, and Little Naitch.
