Monday Niteraw - August 10, 2009

Monday NiteRaw August 10, 2009

*The camera finds Tyfo outside, walking towards the building carrying a lead pipe. Fred G. Neric rushes to catch up to him*

Neric: "Tyfo, Tyfo! Tonight, you take on Seth Drakin in a non-title contest, what are your thoughts?"

Tyfo: "Get outta my way! I'm going to the ring."

Neric: "Well, look out in there guys, it appears Tyfo is heading your way. This is Fred G. Neric, now lets go back to ringside"

*In the arena, Tyfo's music hits as he makes his way towards the ring, still carrying the pipe. He grabs the mic*

Tyfo: "I'm here tonight for many reasons. Seth Drakin, I've got you later tonight. For what you did to my partner, the Corporate Pain Train is locked in and ready to run you down...but that's later. Also, I will help welcome the greatest manager in the history of the game back tonight, The Sam! But there's one thing that's been nagging at me all week, and that's you GRB Jazzman. You want to duck me? You want to sidestep the Corporate Pain Train at Rumble in the Jungle? You hide behind your supposed pride and the desire to have Seth Drakin one on one, but I think the reality is that you don't want to see me get my shot! That's why tonight......no, right now, I'm going to hunt you down and you are going to suffer. Hell, you may not even get a match with Seth at Rumble in the Jungle when I'm done with you! *Tyfo drops the mic and starts walking backstage*

*The camera follows Tyfo behind the curtain where he looks both ways trying to find Jazzman's locker room.*

Tyfo: "JAZZMAN!"

*CageKing is seen walking by. Tyfo grabs him by the neck*

Tyfo: "Where's Jazzman at?"

*CageKing doesn't answer as he can't speak with Tyfo choking him out*

Tyfo: "You don't want to talk? Fine."

*Tyfo hurls CageKing into a set of lockers and takes several shots on his back with the lead pipe before agents and referee's pull him away*

Tyfo: "JAZZMAN! THE LONGER IT TAKES, THE MORE BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS!!!"


Welcome to Monday NiteRaw! I’m Gorilla Tim Hoss, and with me, he‘s smarter than the average commentator, Jesse King!

Gorilla, after last week, I think it‘s safe to say that we‘re looking at a brand new WWCF!

Absolutely Jess! The new WWCF World Champion Seth Drakin is here and he will be facing Tyfo in a non-title match tonight!

With Tyfo‘s mood over seeing what happened to his tag team partner last week, plus having his request for the Championship match at Rumble in the Jungle to become a triple threat match denied, there’s no telling what he‘ll do when he get‘s Seth in the ring!

Aaron Enigma will take on The Boiler Room Brawler tonight, with his rival M.O.P. as the guest referee!

After the recent exchange of words between these two, how can Aaron expect M.O.P. to be a fair and balanced official?!

Last week, Viva Los Bio Dome and Stryker had a brutal chain match, but when it was over, Stryker announced that he and Viva have formed a tag team! Tonight, they face TTS and one half of the WWCF Tag Team Champions, Cthulhu!

And Cthulhu‘s partner Starshine will be in action as well, as he takes on the leader of The Story, King Motor-Colt!

The Pushkilla suffered two losses last week, one to Aaron Enigma, and one to The Headbanger Man. The up and comer has challenged Headbanger to a Submission match right here tonight!

And in our opening contest, Above Average defends his InterForum Championship against Skitzo!


Inter-Forum Championship: Skitzo V. Above Average [c]

The following contest is set for one fall, with a 20 minute time limit, and it is for the Inter-Forum Championship!
*Dogfight*
Introducing first, the challenger. From Cork, Ireland, weighing in at 217 pounds, SKITZO!!!
*Poison*
And his opponent. From Belfast, Northern Ireland, weighing in at 260 pounds, he is the Inter-Forum Champion, Above Average!!

At the bell, Skitzo tackles Above Average and starts raining down on him with punches and elbows. Above Average throws Skitzo off of him and catches him with a back body drop. The Champion locks in a headlock, but Skitzo fights out of it. Above Average is sent into the ropes, and Skitzo catches him with a knee on the way back. AA is back up, but Skitzo hit’s a well-timed dropkick. Cover.
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Kickout.
Skitzo pulls AA up and hit’s a snap suplex, followed by an elbow drop. The challenger goes to the top rope, but AA get’s his foot up. Skitzo catches the foot and goes for a Figure Four leglock, but AA catches him in a small package!
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Kickout!
Both men are up and Skitzo charges forward, only to be taken down with a drop toehold, which AA then transitions into the STF! Skitzo struggles, as AA applies pressure to the hold. Finally, in an last ditch effort, Skitzo is able to drape his foot over the bottom rope, forcing the break. AA releases the challenger, only to pull him to the center of the ring. He goes for the STF again, but Skitzo shoves him back with an elbow, and latches on to the bottom rope. AA tries to pull him off, but Skitzo holds on tight. As AA hammers away with punches, the ref counts.
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The ref has to pull AA off of Skitzo. As AA argues with the ref, Skitzo lets go of the ropes. He charges at AA, but the Champion sees him coming and moves. Skitzo stops short, turns back around, and walks right into the Superkick! Cover!
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Here is your winner, and STILL WWCF InterForum Champion, Above Average!

The InterForum Champion with another successful title defense!

But how much longer can he keep this up, Gorilla?

I think Above Average has proven that no matter who his opponent is, he will always find a way to achieve victory!

Up next, The Pushkilla battles The Headbanger Man in a Submission match!


*We go backstage to see Tyfo still stalking through the backstage area in search of GRB Jazzman, as he comes up on a locker room door that simply says "Jazzman". Tyfo grins as he kicks the door in*

Tyfo: "Now I've found you boy!"

*Jazzman is nowhere in sight*

Tyfo: "I know your in here, come out! NOW!!!"

*A toilet flushes in the background, Tyfo walks over and stands outside the stall, lead pipe raised, waiting for the door to open. The door slowly opens and out walks....Buck Futter*

Tyfo: "What the hell? Where's Jazzman, is he in there with you?"

Buck Futter: "No, I haven't seen him"

Tyfo: "Oh, you haven't seen him huh, you just use his locker room whenever you want, but you haven't seen him!?"

*Tyfo nails Buck Futter with the pipe and locks him in the Texas Cloverleaf on the bathroom floor*

Tyfo: "TELL ME WHERE HE IS!"

*Buck Futter screams in pain trying frantically to break the hold as agents and referees enter the room and after a struggle, finally pull Tyfo off*

Tyfo: "I'm getting closer, I can smell him...It won't be long now"


Submission Match: The Pushkilla V. The Headbanger Man

The following contest is a Submission Match!
*Supernaut*
Introducing first, from The First State, weighing in at 245 pounds, The Pushkilla!
*Wild Child*
And his opponent, from Kent, England, weighing in at 263 pounds, The Headbanger Man!

At the bell, Headbanger Man offers a handshake. Pushkilla warily accepts it. Headbanger goes for a sucker punch, but Pushkilla sees it coming, blocks it, and hit’s a punch of his own. The referee get’s in between the two, reminding them that this is a submissions match. The two tie up, with neither gaining any real advantage. Headbanger applies a side headlock, but Pushkilla shoves him off. Headbanger angrily kicks the bottom rope, before taking a deep breath and tying up with The Pushkilla once again. Headbanger again applies the headlock and goes for a takedown, but Pushkilla blocks it. Headbanger tries the takedown again, but it’s blocked once more. Headbanger tries a third time, but Pushkilla blocks it and counters with a back drop! Headbanger get’s up, holding his back. He furiously charges at Pushkilla, who scoots behind him, rolls him up, and attempts to transition into a Sharpshooter, but Headbanger is too close to the ropes. Pushkilla steps back, allowing Headbanger Man to get to his feet. The two circle each other, each waiting for the other to make a move. Headbanger dives forward, but Pushkilla steps back. Headbanger lands on his face, and Pushkilla is right on top of him, locking on a rear chinlock. Headbanger struggles in the hold, but is able to stand up and drive Pushkilla into the turnbuckle. Headbanger then latches on to Pushkilla and sits back, trying to choke him out with a Guillotine choke! Pushkilla fights his way out of it, but Headbanger reapplies it, this time grapevining Pushkilla’s waist. Pushkilla struggles to get free, but is clearly fading. The ref checks his arm, once it goes down. Twice it goes down. Three times it- Pushkilla fighting it! Headbanger tries to cinch the hold in deeper, but Pushkilla fights him off and breaks free! Headbanger, in disbelief, grabs Pushkilla in a bearhug. Pushkilla hits two chops simultaneously to Headbanger’s ribs, forcing him to release. Pushkilla quickly hit’s a Uranage slam, and transitions it into the Anaconda Vice! Headbanger tries to free himself, but is trapped in the center of the ring, nowhere to go! Despite a valiant effort, Headbanger has no choice but to tap out!

Here is your winner, The Pushkilla!

After a rough couple of weeks, Pushkilla finally picking up a big win here on NiteRaw, Jess!

I just hope after this, he doesn’t let it go to his head, Gorilla!


*Whitey Fats is backstage*

So, TTS, how's it been going? Missing your precious belt yet? I tried to turn you from this path, son.

Just how long do you think Sam is gonna keep you around now that you have been humiliated? You don't even have your fake belt now... And the fans, the boys in the back, Sam, Dave, everyone knows while you may have won the battle, The Phat One won the war...

Now on to other business... Evil M...

You feel pretty good about yourself, don't you? Sneaking me from behind with a steel pipe is what you're all about, I guess. So I would like to see if you got the balls to do it when I'm expecting it. Next NiteRaw, me and you, no holds barred. You man enough to actually fight a man? Or can you only attack a woman and dudes from behind? Either way, I'll be seeing you.


Starshine V. King Motor-Colt

Michael Muffer – The following contest is scheduled for one fall and has a 30 minute time limit.

*Suppermassive Black Hole plays on the PA as Starshine comes out, wearing his WWCF Tag Team Title.*

Michael Muffer – Introducing first, representing WWCF Corporate, from Sydney Australia. He stands at 5’11 and weighs in at 220 pounds. He is one half of the WWCF Tag Team Champions. He is ‘The Technical Professional,’ Starshine.

*Starshine enters the ring and hands his tag belt over to the referee.*

Michael Muffer – And his opponent-

*It’s Hard To Speak Without A Tongue plays on the PA as Colt maks his entrance.*

Michael Muffer – Representing The Story, from The Daily Story, by way of Adelaide, Australia. He stands at 5’11 and weighs in at 247 pounds. He is Motor Colt.

*While Colt enters the ring, Starshine slides out and trash talks some of the heckling fans nearby. He eventually slides back in and the two position themselves in their respective corners.*

*The ref signals for the bell.*

The two circle one another to start. Colt advances towards Starshine, who quickly backs up into the ropes. He exits the ring as the crowd heckles him. He circles the ring, as Colt waits in his corner, motioning him to get back inside. Starshine slowly climbs back up to the ring apron and Colt quickly moves towards him. Starshine jumps down again and orders the ref to hold him back. He climbs back up to the ring apron and slowly enters through the ropes. They both circle one another again and lock up in the center of the ring. Starshine takes control with a hammer lock. Colt twists around into his own hammerlock. Starshine grabs the ropes and Colt breaks the hold. Starshine waits in the ropes and exits the ring again. Colt, losing patience slides outside, spins Starshine around and strikes him with a right forearm. Starshine stumbles back and tries to escape Colt, but is caught and thrown back into the ring.

As Colt climbs back through the ropes, Starshine kicks the middle ropes, crotching Colt. He connects with a swinging neckbreaker and quickly goes for a pin.
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Colt kicks out.
Starshine picks up Colt and wrenches in a side headlock. Colt begins powering out of the hold, but Starshine wrenches back into the headlock. Colt pushes Starshine into the ropes and launches him off. Starshine rebounds and knocks Colt down with a shoulder block. He runs the adjacent ropes, Colt rolls towards him, Starshine jumps him. Colt gets to his feet and leap frogs Starshine running back. He catches Starshine with an arm drag, held into an arm bar. Starshine touches the ropes with his leg to break the hold. Colt releases his grip and backs up to his corner, as Starshine sits by the ropes. Starshine rises to his feet again and Colt moves forwards for the lock up. Starshine grabs the nearby ref and, Colt stops. He pushes him into Colt and stuns him with the blind spot to the eye, out of referee view. Starshine takes the blinded Colt and hits an STO Backbreaker. He paces the ring and taunts the crowd more before he picks up Colt and preps him for the Starblind. Colt quickly knees down, stopping the move and pulls on Starshine’s ankles, tripping him up. He jackknifes into a pin.
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Starshine kicks out. Both get to their feet, Colt covering his right eye. Starshine swings with a right which is blocked by Colt who retaliates with a forearm. Colt hits the ropes and knocks Starshine down with another forearm. Colt quickly locks in the Final Thought, but Starshine is quick to reach the ropes. As he gets back up, Colt grabs him for the Story on Page One. Starshine initially blocks the move, but resorts to grabbing the referee by his shirt. He hits a blind low blow on Colt, out of the referee’s view and quickly goes for the pin, putting his feet on the ropes at the same time.
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The referee notices Starshine using the ropes for leverage the stops the count. Starshine picks up Colt for the Starshot. He lifts up Colt in the Fisherman lift, but Colt struggles down. He manages to lift him up, but Colt floats over behind him. From behind, Colt grabs a waist lock and pushes Starshine into the ropes. He rolls him up into a pin.
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Starshine pushes Colt off himself. Colt quickly turns around and delivers a stiff kick to the forehead. He picks up the stunned Starshine and delivers the Story on Page One.
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Michael Muffer – The winner of this match, Motor-Colt.

*Colt stands in the center of the ring, not celebrating. He walks over towards the ringside nearest the timekeepers table and picks up the Tag Team title. He drapes the belt over his fallen opponent and solemnly walks away.*

*Starshine soon comes to. Clutching his belt and forehead, he rolls out of the ring and walks towards the back.*

Tim Hoss – While he may not get another tag title shot in the near future. That win has to bring Colt some form of satisfaction.

Jesse King – But it’s all about who holds the power Gorilla, and Colt’s might be leaving with his head held high. But he’s also leaving empty handed.


*There's apparently a disturbance backstage. The camera cuts to the back just in time to see Tyfo slamming The General of the Monkey Army's head in a car door. The General drops to the ground unconcious as Tyfo laughs.*

Tyfo: "MY PATIENCE IS WEARING VERY THIN JAZZMAN. Oh, and Seth, don't think I forgot about you buddy. This one's for you!"

*Tyfo hits the motionless General over the head with his lead pipe*

Tyfo: "HOW MANY MORE HAVE TO SUFFER JAZZMAN!? The Train is rumbling down the tracks and the last stop....is your demise!"

*Tyfo slowly walks back into the arena as EMT's are seen rushing over to The General*


The Resistance(Viva Los Bio Dome and Stryker) V. TTS and Cthulhu

The following tag team contest is set for one fall, with a 15 minute time limit!
*God’s Gonna Cut You Down*
Introducing first, the team of TTS, and one half of the WWCF Tag Team Champions, Cthulhu!
The drums and bagpipes go off, as Stryker and Viva Los Bio Dome make their way to the ring.
And their opponents, Stryker Dark Silence and Viva Los Bio Dome, The Resistance!

Viva and TTS lock up to start. Viva cuts behind TTS and takes him down with a front takedown. Viva crawls around and locks on a front facelock. TTS fights back to his feet and throws some punches, forcing Viva to let go. TTS runs the ropes and hit’s a shoulder block, but Viva doesn’t go down. TTS goes for a second attempt, but Viva meets him with a clothesline. Viva tags Stryker in. Stryker suplexes TTS, then mounts him and begins throwing some elbow strikes to TTS’s head. Stryker transitions into a running side mount, and applies pressure to TTS’s neck. TTS is about to tap, but Cthulhu breaks it up! Viva comes in to help Stryker, but the ref forces him back to the corner. Cthulhu and TTS doubleteam Stryker behind the ref’s back. As the referee turns around, TTS exits, clapping his hands to simulate a tag. Cthulhu whip’s Stryker into the corner and hit’s a running clothesline. As Stryker stumbles forward, Cthulhu hit’s the Japanese Ocean Cyclone suplex. Cover.
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Kickout!
Cthulhu whips Stryker into the ropes and catches him with a kick to the gut, then a double underhook suplex. Cthulhu pulls both of Stryker’s arms behind him and plants his foot against Stryker’s back. Stryker yells out in pain, but is able to break free. Cthulhu goes for the shining wizard, but Stryker ducks it and hit’s a German suplex, with a bridge!
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TTS breaks it up! All four men are in now. Viva pairs off with Cthulhu, while Stryker battles TTS. TTS sends Stryker into the ropes and hit’s a scoop slam. He goes for the Pileup, but Stryker blocks it and hit’s a belly-to-belly suplex! TTS rolls to the outside. Cthulhu goes for a clothesline, but Stryker ducks, and Cthulhu runs right into Viva’s foot. Viva lifts him up and hit’s it, Bio DOME! Stryker then locks in the Sleeper! Cthulhu struggles, but passes out.

The winners of this match, Stryker and Viva, The Resistance!

A successful first outing for the new team of Viva and Stryker, Jess!

A win over Corporate, The Sam won’t like that.

After this win, you’d have to think they’ll be in line for a shot at the Tag Team Championships.

Gorilla, one win doesn’t mean anything. They’ve got a long way to go before they can be considered contenders for the WWCF Tag Team belts.

Last week, we saw the very disturbing revelation of who has been stalking Jonathan Michaels’ girlfriend for the last month or so. Earlier today, some equally disturbing footage arrived at our offices, courtesy of the man formerly known as wordlifeecw.


*We see Evil M sitting by himself in an empty locker room*

HAHAHAHA!!! Y’know, I’d like to say I feel bad for you, Jono, but the truth is, I don’t. You see, you did this to yourself. Your poor girlfriend is in a psych ward and won’t talk to you, and you claim this is MY fault? Jono, buddy. Think about this. She must have been pretty unstable to start with, for her to snap this badly. She didn’t want you near her? There must’ve been a reason. But don’t worry Jono. You have more important things to worry about. Like me. You see, everything that happened last week, it was YOUR fault. You made me do this. Although I can’t entirely blame you.

King Motor-Colt, Above Average, and Aaron Enigma. You are all to blame. You tried to change me. You tried to tame the monster that I once was. But I got wise to your game. You see, I’m not some cuddly cartoon creature, like in Beauty and The Beast. You think by offering me friendship, you can somehow humanize me? HA! You can’t humanize what was already a very cruel, very sadistic, very EVIL human. The Story are not my friends. They could never be my friends. Because a guy like me doesn’t want friends. A guy like me doesn’t need friends.

I saw Whitey Fats challenge me to a no holds barred match for next week. Whitey, you foolish little man. You’ve just doomed yourself. Story. Jono. I hope you all watch next week, as the worst has yet to come.

The Mask is off. Now the real Evil begins. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!


(We see all the members of Corporate except for Naitch standing in the ring wearing tuxedos. Lanny Poffo is standing amongst the Corporation.)
Poffo – Ladies and Gentlemen, may I introduce to you. The WWCF Executive of Champions, The Sam.
(The Sam’s music plays and out comes The Sam in a tuxedo. Confetti rains from the ceiling as pyro goes off. Balloons are dropped as well. Team Corporate are clapping The Sam’s return to WWCF. A small minority of fans are cheering as well. The Sam enters the ring and shakes Lannys hand before Lanny leaves the ring)
The Sam – Thankyou Lanny.
Ladies and Gentlemen, it is great to be here in … where are we again? (Tyfo whispers in The Sam’s ear) oh that’s right, Parts Unknown. Now before I get into my speech I have to discuss the Seth Drakin title situation. Now I talked to Naitch earlier today and we have come to the conclusion that Naitch will receive a title shot against Seth Drakin at any time in the near future, except for Rumble in the Jungle, due to Drakin already defending the title. But Littlenaitch has been offered a spot in the Rumble in the Jungle match.
Now that is out of the way, I want to talk about the past year. This past week we have seen clips of myself, and the moments that shaped not only me but also this company in some way. So in a way, I guess I am the most influential person in WWCF outside of Mr Dave himself.
And yet despite my efforts to make this the greatest show on earth, I still receive disrespect from you fans. I receive disrespect from the boys in the back. And the head office disrespects me. And this all came to a head 3 weeks ago when Stryker Duck Silence attacked me.
Well no more. I’m not one to just lay back and let this treatment happen. So that is why I am going to start shaking WWCF up. Heads will roll my friends and it begins here tonight.

So I’d like to start ff with the man who is most responsible for what happened 3 weeks ago. The man who put me in the hospital. The man who should have known better.
I am of course talking about…TTS.
(Camera cuts to TTS standing in the ring with a shocked look on his face)
TTS, how could you? You knew how dangerous Stryker is and yet you didn’t even try to stop me from being attacked? You didn’t get me any security? When he was attacking me where were you? Not helping me. When I was in the hospital, who didn’t come to see me? I asked you to put together a great entrance for my return and this is the best you could manage? And while I was gone, how many times did you try to get revenge on Stryker?
And THEN you had the Montego Bay Title stolen from you and thrown into a shredder?
You know something TTS? Forget it, I thought I could make you into a champion. A winner. But I guess I was wrong, you’re just a joke. None of these fans care about you. They laugh at you. You’re a disgrace to Corporate, you’re a disgrace to WWCF, and you’re a disgrace to wrestling.
I’m sorry I have to do this…
(The Sam turns around and faces the opposite direction. All of a sudden Boiler Room Brawler throws a fireball at TTS’s face. TTS drops into a heap on the mat and everyone in corporate starts stomping away on TTS. Each member of Corporate then grabs TTS and lifts him up into the air before throwing him into the mat Spirit Squad style. The Sam turns around and leans over a broken, battered, TTS.)
The Sam – Oh by the way….YOU’RE FIRED!!!
(The Sam slaps TTS before walking towards the rest of Corporate. They lift The Sam up onto their shoulders and carry him away as TTS is taken away on a stretcher)


Aaron Engma V. The Boiler Room Brawler; Guest referee: M.O.P.

*Painkiller*
Please welcome the special referee for this match, M.O.P.!
*I’m So Bad(Baby I Just Don’t Care)*
Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest scheduled for one fall with a 15 minute time limit! Introducing first, he weighs in at 350 pounds, The Boiler Room Brawler!
*Take The Power Back*
And his opponent, from Chicago Illinois, weighing in at 256 pounds, he is the Head Detective, Aaron Enigma!

The match begins with Aaron and BRB locking up in the middle of the ring. BRB overpowers Aaron and backs him into a corner, but M.O.P. breaks it up. BRB looks at him a second before going back to Aaron. The two lock up again but Aaron gets the best of him with a headlock. BRB lifts Aaron into a back suplex though and then goes to choke Aaron. However, M.O.P. starts counting and BRB is forced to release the choke. BRB gets up and stared at M.O.P. for a bit. He turned around to be met by a dropkick from Aaron. Both men get up and Aaron hits a clothesline, then a kick to the stomach and a DDT. Aaron quickly goes for the pin and M.O.P. starts counting.

1.....2..BRB kicks out!

Aaron smiles because he knows that the count was fair. He turns to M.O.P. quickly before focusing back on BRB and putting him in an abdominal stretch. He grinds his elbow on the side of BRB's body, trying to make him submit. However BRB manages to break the hold with a couple elbows, followed by a kick to the midsection. He lifts up Aaron and hits a vertical suplex, before locking in a chinlock on Aaron. Aaron squirms around trying to get out but BRB has it locked in tight. After about 45 seconds Aaron manages to get to his feet and elbows BRB in the stomach. He manages to break out and runs to the ropes, but once he bounces off he is met with a big boot from BRB, who goes for the pin after.

1.....2....Aaron just kicks out.

BRB looks to M.O.P. who just shrugs in response. Angrily he begins to beat down Aaron with stomps, punches and elbow drops. Aaron gasps in pain as BRB unleashes a flurry of attacks, however he manages to catch BRB's leg once and pushes him back into the ropes. BRB staggers a bit and Aaron jumps to his feet. He quickly runs over and stands directly to the right of BRB, reaching his arms behind BRB's back and locking in a double underhook. He sweeps the leg out from under BRB and hits a Double Underhook Reverse STO. However he cannot capitalize due to the previous attacks. Eventually Aaron manages to crawl to the cover.

1.....2....BRB barely gets his shoulder up.

Aaron seems frustrated, but let's it go quickly. He lifts BRB up and then attempts to hit the Brilliant Deduction, but BRB stops that. He whips Aaron into the ropes and attempts a back body drop on the rebound, but Aaron counters with a kick. Aaron bounces off the ropes and tries for a clothesline. However BRB sees this and counters with a huge big boot. Aaron lays motionless in the ring and BRB goes for the pin.

1.....2....Aaron is just able to get his shoulder up!

BRB looks mad and turns to M.O.P. He accuses him of making a slow count. M.O.P. argues back that it was not. The argument quickly turns violent as BRB shoves M.O.P. down to the ground. He turns back to Aaron and lifts him up. M.O.P. gets up and sneaks up behind BRB, tapping him on the shoulder. BRB turns around only to be met with a big right hand from M.O.P. BRB staggers back around and is met with a reverse roundhouse kick from Aaron. Aaron then lifts up BRB and hits the Brilliant Deduction! He goes for the pin and M.O.P. does a fast count.

1..2..3!

The winner of the match, Aaron Enigma!

Aaron smiles as he gets up and looks to M.O.P. He holds his hand out and M.O.P. shakes it, but suddenly kicks Aaron in the stomach before hitting him with The Corporate Driver! The crowd is stunned as M.O.P. rolls out of the ring and walks swiftly up the entrance ramp.

King: Wow Gorilla, why do you think M.O.P. would do such a thing?

Gorilla: I don't know King, but I'm sure Fred G. Neric is backstage trying to find him to get some answers. Wait, I'm getting word he has caught up to M.O.P. Let's go backstage.

Fred: Fred G. Neric here backstage with M.O.P.! I'm sure many in the arena and at home are wondering why you took the actions you did! First, you give Aaron Enigma the win and then you give him a Corporate Driver after raising his hand in victory! What's up with that?

M.O.P.: Fred, I told you, Aaron, Brawler, and all these fans that tonight, I'd call things down the middle. Brawler wants to get in my face and say I was giving him a slow count? He pushes me down on the ground and thinks I'll take that crap from him? That's not how it works! I could've disqualified him then and there, but I wanted to see his ass handed to him, and I wasn't disappointed.

Fred: But why the attack on Aaron Enigma after the match?

M.O.P.: Aaron and I may have a lot of respect for each other now. But let's face it, Fred. I'm still Corporate. He's still Story. We have our places in this war and the last thing I need is Mr. Dave and Mr. Sam questioning my loyalties.

Fred: Thank you, M.O.P. That will be all.


*Backstage, Tyfo is still looking for Grbjazzman*

JAZZMAN!!! You can run but you can't hide!

*A sick and twisted smile runs across Tyfo's face as he approaches the catering area and sees the back of Jazzman*

Well Tyfo, this is what you wanted isn't it. Can you learn to forgive me for what I said? All the violence will have been for nothing.

*Jazzman slowly stands up and reaches behind his back, in an effort to grab something as Tyfo runs at him. But the dull thud of lead pipe on skull gives a disgusting sound that echos throughout backstage.*

TAKE THAT YOU DIRTY SON OF A BITCH!

*The camera cuts to show that Jazzman had no weapon to grab*

Tyfo, all your violence has been for nothing good sir. I was never going to attack you, it's not my style. Your hatred of me consumes you to the point of rage. I wish you luck against Seth, but you really have no chance. Your hatred and rage has taken over where your heart should be. May god have mercy on your poor pathetic soul

LISTEN YOU! I HATE YOUR GUTS AND I'M NOT THROUGH WITH YOU YET!

*Tyfo picks up his steel pipe and whacks Jazzman across the back at least 15 times while screaming at him I AM WORTHY OF THIS SHOT!. *He takes the championship of honor from off the table and heads to the ring.*

*Tyfo turns back, reaches down and puts his hand on Jazzman's bloody back. He looks at his hand and then smears the blood on his chest. He then looks straight into the camera.* SEEEEETH! NOW IT'S YOUR TURN!


Tyfo V. Seth Drakin

As some officials assist Jazzman to the back, Michael Muffer enters to introduce the main event.

The following contest is set for one fall, with a 20 minute time limit. Already in the ring, representing Corporate, he is the “Corporate Pain Train” TYFO!!!
*Unicron Medley*
And his opponent-

Tyfo attacks Seth on the ramp. Seth tries to defend himself, but Tyfo get’s the better of the World Champion. Tyfo whip’s Seth into the crowd control barrier and clothesline’s him into the crowd. Tyfo follows and continues to assault Seth, using a mix of punches and kicks, as well as chairshots. Several officials run after them, trying to restore order so that the match can get under way. They manage to pull Tyfo off of Seth, who scurries back over the barrier. Tyfo breaks away from the officials and goes after Seth who rolls in the ring. Tyfo rolls in after him and Seth begins stomping him as the bell rings and the match officially get’s underway. Seth doesn’t keep the advantage for long, as Tyfo shrugs off the attack and nails Seth with a headbutt, followed by a jawbreaker. Seth tries to roll to the outside, but Tyfo grabs him by the leg and drops an elbow on him. Tyfo then sits on Seth’s back and starts hammering Seth with punches and headbutts. Suddenly a cheer goes up in the crowd.

I don’t believe it, Jess!

Grbjazzman?! Hasn’t he had enough already?!

Jazzman dives in the ring nails Tyfo with a clothesline and starts firing off punches at him. The ref calls for the bell, but Jazzman and Tyfo continue to trade punches. Seth starts to get to his feet, as Jazzman clothesline’s Tyfo to the outside.

Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, as a result of a disqualification, TYFO!!!

On the outside, Tyfo raises his arms in victory, as Seth angrily spins Jazzman around. The two exchange words, before Seth slap’s Jazzman. Jazzman responds with a tackle and starts raining down with punches. Tyfo comes up behind Jazzman, but Jazzman’s ready and pops up with a clothesline! Seth rolls to the outside, grabs his belt, and makes his way up the ramp. Tyfo get’s the better of Jazzman and set’s him for the Tumbleweed, but as he comes off the top rope, Jazzman catches him with a punch to the midsection. He dropkick’s Tyfo knocking him out of the ring, but as he goes to chase him, several referees pull him back. Tyfo backs up the ramp, talking trash to Jazzman, who looks on, a look of vengeance etched on his face, as NiteRaw fades to black.


Credits: Evil M, Tyfo, Whitey Fats, Starshine, Aaron Enigma, M.O.P., and Grbjazzman