[The show opens to a blast of fireworks as cameras pan through the crowd to signs saying "Mayhem Presents: Uprise of Downfall", "Steve Adams = High Voltage, Harley Quinn = Hot Stuff", and "E.G. Mackie, The Funeral Match Continues". The scene then switches to that of the announcers, Jimmy Rollins and Brutus.]
Jimmy: Good evening wrestling fans and welcome to Sunday Night Mayhem.
Brutus: Let me tell you, tonight's show has got me pumped for Malice In Minneapolis. Thats going to be one awesome show.
*"Hit That" by Offspring blasts over the PA system, and the crowd goes wild with anticipation. Jaret Cannon appears at
the top of the entrance ramp, with a smile on his face and his arms outstretched. He has a huge grin on his face. He
wears silver Oakley plate sunglasses, and an IEW logo tank-top, black with a red logo. He also wears black Adidas
windpants with red stripes, and black-and-red New Balance sneakers.*
JR: Indeed it will be, but right now we have an unscheduled appearance by the winner of the Debut
Battle Royal last week!
*Cannon struts to the ring, and slides under the bottom rope, then does a bicep flex for the crowd. He signals for a
microphone, which is then tossed to him.*
Jaret Cannon: What's up, dirty South?!
*The crowd pops big for Cannon, who smiles and adjusts his shades.*
Jaret Cannon: It's a shame Nitrus and Yoshi didn't last a little longer, because I know y'all wanted to see the IEW's
first Cannon Clutch. And here I figured, after I won the Battle, I'd be booked this week for sure! Everyone wants to
see the new guy whup some asses... but apparently, in the IEW, success isn't rewarded. You've got Nitrus, one of the
first eliminated last week in a match that I won, fighting some sort of genetic material, while Jaret Cannon, winner of the Debut Battle
Royal, sits in the back doing nothing. Who books these matches anyway? From the look of things, he's got one hand writing
the card, and his pants around his ankles, with his other hand jerking some undersized...
*Before Cannon can finish his sentence, "A.D.I.D.A.S." by Korn blasts over the loudspeaker. Matt Rison makes his way down to the ring with a microphone in his hand. He climbs into the ring and stands face to face with Jaret Cannon.*
Matt: Well Jaret, you sure are a sight for sore eyes. I mean look at yourself. You're standing in the ring with the man whose right hand holds the power to choose your destiny.
[Jaret Cannon stands momentarilly speechless.]
Matt: Now I know what you're thinking, the IEW doesn't respect its talent's abilities. But that just isn't true. I care about the people who represent this great company, and yes, I realize good talent when I see it. Thats why you are going to face Yoshiaga Kajira next week at Malice In Minneapolis in a number one contendership match to the IEW Intercontinental Championship.
[The crowd pops for a moment as Jaret Cannon begins to speak.]
Jaret Cannon: Intercontinental Championship contendership? Sure, sounds good Matty. I need somethin' to keep my waist
warm til I take the IEW World Title. But I hope you're ready to crown a new champ, because I'm about to raise my record
here in the IEW to 2-0.
*Matt Rison stays speechless as Cannon laughs and drops the mic on the canvas as "Hit That" plays over the PA. Cannon climbs a turnbuckle and raises his
arms, as the crowd cheers. He then ducks under the bottom rope and climbs into the crowd, taking a seat in the front
row. Matt Rison looks over at him grinning, knowing that he will always have the upper hand as he pulls the mic back up to his face and speaks yet again.*
Rison: Well now that all of the fans are where they properly belong, let me make one thing clear to all of them. I run this show and I have complete control over everything happening on it. I can ruin your life-(points to Jaret Cannon) and I can make you a millionaire-(points to a fat kid on the third row) about the same as I can make you the next Playboy model that people will be shaking their pleasure sticks at every time they fold open the cover of the magazine-(points to a really hot chick on the front row that begins to blush). But before I go any further, let me make one thing clear to you Cannon. My hand holds your destiny, and next week when you're trying to get that title shot that you FEEL you deserve, it will be my hand that chooses whether you will, oh how should I say pull it out. Or if this Cannon guy remains a talent that is yet to be discovered.
Rollins: Undiscovered talent?! What is he talking about?
Brutus: Well you know how that Rison guy is, if he can't touch it it doesn't exist.
Rison: But you know what Cannon, I really need to thank you because you made me remember some other poor sappling among the buds that make the IEW prosper and grow. That worthless bobblehead who mouth rattles more than a baby's shaker is none other than Rizzo. Now for some reason word has gotten around to me from a couple individuals who feel that Rizzo needs either a week off or a match that won't tax out his abilities before his World Title shot at Malice In Minneapolis. So Rizzo, to give your fans initialled M & DM what they want, I am making the main event this evening a tag team matchup, Dream Team vs Havoc. Now, with a matchup like that I think everyone, including me, can enjoy the evening.
Rollins: I can't help but think that Rison has something up his sleeve for this match.
Brutus: You worry too much Jimmy.
[The scene changes to the backstage area where Razor is standing at the catering table, grabbing a cup of coffee and a bagel
and casually chatting away with some people from the ring crew. Razor takes a bite of his bagel and says his goodbyes to the crew before he suddenly
receives a fist across the temple and immediatly falls to the ground knocked out cold. The camera moves up to see Danny Starr standing over
him with a huge trench coat that is so long that the sleeves cover his hands. Starr rolls up the sleeve to reveal he has brass knucks on before he wails into Razor even more with this brass knuckles. He smiles
at the camera as he looks down at Razor who is bleeding from the forehead. Starr picks up Razors legs and drags him off as the scene switches back to the announcer.
Brutus: I think that attack just iced more than just Razor. It looks like they're going to get their towel match next week after all.
Jimmy: That attack was just brutal and I would expect nothing less than that for their match next week at Malice In Minneapolis. Now lets go to the ring to pick up on tonight's action.
The Mic: The following debut match is a standard contest and it is scheduled for one fall. Already in the ring, Cyberian Bull.
*The crowd reacts with a resounding thud of indifference.*
The Mic: And his opponent hails from Chicago, Illinois and he weighs in at 228 pound. Please welcome Downfall!
[The opening notes of "Faint" by Linkin Park start up on the PA system, as the arena goes dark. When the lights come back on, Downfall and Michelle are standing at the top of the stage. Downfall raises his arms over his head into a crossed wrist X position slowly. When his arms meet, flamethrowers on either side of him shoot flames on the ramp. Then Downfall runs into the ring and jumps on the turnbuckle, standing there, arms out. When he hops down he stretches his arms on the ropes and prepares for the match.]
Jimmy: Well, this IEW has been filling up with new talent lately. Let’s see if this newcomer has what it takes.
*Tina Garcia calls for the bell and the match gets started. Downfall and CB lock up. Bull backs Downfall into the corner and as he backs up Downfall pokes him in the eyes. Downfall attacks CB with a series of rights. Downfall whips Bull into the ropes and he takes him down with a back body drop. CB bounces back to his feet only to be dropped with a standing dropkick. Downfall lifts Bull to his feet and he backs CB up into ropes with boots to the body. Downfall chokes CB on the top rope and TG counts. 1.. 2.. 3.. 4... Downfall breaks and Tina warns Downfall. Downfall executes a side suplex and he covers.*
1...
2...
Brutus: Well, looks like Bull is in his usual lackluster form tonight.
*Downfall stands up and he stomps away at CB. Downfall lifts CB up and he goes for an Irish whip but Bull reverses. Downfall ducks a clothesline and he bounces back with a high knee that stuns Bull. Downfall grabs Bull and he hits a vertical suplex. Downfall lifts Bull up. Downfall tries to whip Bull into the corner but CB reverses it. CB charges at Downfall and Downfall counters with a drop toe hold that sends CB face first into the bottom rope. Downfall drags CB out of the corner and he covers.*
1...
2...
thr NO!
Jimmy: That was a vicious drop toe hold. I’m surprised Bull could kick out.
Brutus: Well, he’ll be using the company dental plan at the very least.
*Downfall lifts Bull up but Bull counters with a surprise European uppercut. CB clotheslines Downfall to the mat. Bull picks Downfall up and he drops him with a hard scoop slam. Bull lifts Downfall up and he slams Downfall down again. Bull bounces off the ropes and he connects with an elbow drop. Bull covers.*
Jimmy: That offensive flurry by Bull just might be enough!
1... Kickout
Brutus: Yeah, for a nice one second breather.
*Bull lifts Downfall up and Downfall breaks his grasp. Downfall executes a boot to the gut and then he drives Bull to the mat with a quick DDT. Downfall takes a second to recover before stomping away at Bull. Downfall picks Bull up and the he connects with an inverted atomic drop. As Bull staggers Downfall climbs to the 2nd rope and take Bull down with a flying shoulder tackle. Downfall covers.*
1...
2...
thr NO!!
Jimmy: Great presence of mind by Bull to get his foot on the bottom rope!
*Downfall gets to his feet and he yells at Tina about a slow count. Downfall turns around and he ducks a clothesline by Bull. Downfall drops Bull with a reverse neckbreaker. Downfall grabs Bull by the legs and he slaps on a Boston crab.*
Brutus: He calls that The Dark Backward!
*Bull taps out almost immediately.*
(DING DING)
The Mic: The winner of this match, DOWNFALL!
Jimmy: I must say, that was quite an impressive debut. It looks like the competition in the IEW just got a lot tougher.
[The scene switches to the back to show the paramedics hovering over "Millenium" Morris Foxx as he lies motionless on the concrete floor.]
Brutus: I told you Matt Rison was up to something.
Jimmy: We don't know that. All we know is that Foxx has been attacked.
Brutus: But either way Rizzo's tag team partner isn't able to help him in the main event tonight. That match might as well be handicap now.
Jimmy Rollins: Now this next match seems like such a total mis-match really.
Brutus: Well I think in everyway possible it is exactly that. I mean first of all it is male versus female. Harley is barely over a hundred pounds, and Steve is just over three hundred pounds. I mean they may as well have said here Steve, here is a free win.
JR: Well I wouldn’t go that far. I mean Harley Quinn is a good wrestler and Steve Adams might underestimate her.
Brutus: I stick by my first interpretation of this match. There is no way Harley can hope to beat this behemoth.
JR: We are about to find that out right now.
The Mic: Introducing first, weighing in at one hundred and thirty-five pounds … HARLEY QUINN!!!
*The lights go down as a single spotlight goes over the crowd and then rests at the back of the stage, as "Square Dance" begins to play. The screen above the stage comes to life with the letters FBI (Full Blooded Italians) and scenes from her mob life. It shows her sitting behind a desk in a darkened room, with her four body guards standing, with two on either side of her. The spotlight soon stops at the back of the stage, where the silhouettes of two people stand. It's soon revealed to be Harley, with her man, Johnny. They make their way to the ring as the song continues. When they reach the ring Harley removes her jacket and hands it to Johnny as her "Mafioso" leaves the ring.*
The Mic: And her opponent, weighing in at three hundred and three pounds… “High Voltage” STEVE ADAMS!!!
*Light goes out in the arena and out come High Voltage to the ring. once in the ring he poses for the crowd and goes to all four corners and and then poses in the center of the ring. Fireworks explode from the ring post. and the light comes back on in the arena.*
DING!! DING!! DING!!
JR: And this one is now under way.
Brutus: Should be a short one here.
*Quinn and Adams circle each other and then Adams takes a lunge a t Quinn, but she quickly side steps him.*
JR: That is what Quinn has to do here, she has to use her speed to her advantage.
*Adams turns and again comes at Quinn, and again she ducks under a clothesline attempt. This time Quinn delivers a chop block to the back of the knee.*
Brutus: Well I guess that is sort of a sound strategy to try and take the big man off his feet.
*Adams then grabs her by the throat and tosses her into a corner. Adams charges into the corner after her, but she again side steps him and he hits the corner hard. Quinn then hits a standing dropkick knocking him into the corner again. Adams turns around to face Quinn only to receive yet another dropkick that knocks him to his ass in the corner.*
JR: Speed advantage to Quinn.
*Quinn then backs up to the opposite corner and looks to be about to deliver a bronco buster.*
Brutus: Oh my, I wish she would give me a bronco buster.
*Quinn comes at Adams, but Adams manages to get back to his feet during her run and catches her with one hand by the throat. He then delivers a chokeslam to the canvas.*
Brutus: Strength advantage to Adams.
*Adams then pulls Quinn up easily and whips her into the ropes before catching her in a sidewalk slam. He then hooks the leg for the cover.*
1!!
JR: Adams with the first cover of the match.
2!!!
*Quinn gets the shoulder up breaking up the count. Adams pulls her up and lifts her over his head into a military press before dropping her to the canvas.*
Brutus: What a show of strength there by Adams.
JR: Umm yeah sure. I mean it was only one hundred and thirty-five pounds… I am sure he benches more than that regularly.
Brutus: So what are you trying to say.
JR: That it wasn’t really that big of a feat of strength.
Brutus: Whatever.
*Quinn struggles to her feet, but falls right into a death valley driver from Adams who once again goes for the cover.*
1!!
Brutus: That should be it there, she has to be done.
2!!!
*The ref stops counting and points to the rope. Adams looks over to see that Quinn managed to get her foot on the rope.*
JR: Great ring presence by Quinn.
Brutus: But not so sure if it was that smart.
JR: We shall soon see.
*Adams is infuriated and stands up away from Quinn and takes his attention from her. Then Johnny jumps up onto the apron on the other side where both Adams and the ref go over. The ref tells Johnny to get down and Adams threatens him with his fists. This gives Quinn time to recover a little and get to her feet. Upon seeing Quinn up, Johnny jumps back down and the ref looks at him giving a silent warning. Just as Adams turns back to Quinn, she comes flying off the ropes with a flying clothesline. This catches Adams off guard but doesn’t knock him down. She then goes off the ropes and nails a second one, again Adams staggers but stays standing… finally she leaps up to the second rope and nails a dropkick that knocks Adams down. She then climbs to the top rope and nails a moonsault that she keeps for the cover.*
1!!
JR: Quinn with her first cover of the night.
2!!!
*Adams powers out of it, almost tossing Quinn into the referee. Quinn is quickly up to her feet and Adams pulls himself up, only to be taken down again by a chopblock from Quinn. Adams stands up again, but once more taken down at the knees. Quinn then waits as Adams gets to his feet once more and this time drops him with a DDT. Quinn climbs once more to the top rope and comes off the top with an elbow drop. She lands it squarely and hooks the leg for the cover.*
1!!
Brutus: Maybe I was wrong about Quinn.
2!!!
JR: Quinn seems to be in quite good control right now, and may win this…
3… NO!!!!
*Adams just gets the shoulder up before the three-count. Quinn gets to her feet and looks to be heading to the top again, but Adams cuts her off and tosses her across the ring. He then catches his wind a bit before delivering an irish whip into the ropes and dropping Quinn with a big boot. Adams then goes off the ropes and drops the leg drop… but Quinn rolls out of the way just in time. Adams, a little sore, tries to get up and just as he does…
WHAM!!!
Adams is nailed out of no where by a superkick from Quinn.*
Brutus: My GOD!!! I think she just may have took his head off with that shot.
JR: Well that’s the Punchline and Quinn got right up under the chin on that one… He could be out cold.
*Quinn makes the cover.*
1!!
Brutus: I can’t believe that just happened, that was really out of no where.
2!!!
JR: All it takes is one second to turn a match around.
3!!!!
DING!! DING!! DING!!
JR: That is all it took Quinn tonight, one second.
Brutus: Adams had this match except for that one split second.
JR: I bet Adams’ saw his life flash before his eyes on that shot.
Brutus: Well Quinn squeaks out the win here tonight, but Adams may want a rematch not too far down the line.
JR: I don’t doubt that… but what a win for Quinn here tonight.
*The scene cuts backstage where Rizzo is pacing in his lockerroom. Heidi is there with him.*
Heidi: Calm down, it’ll be OK.
Rizzo: Are you f’n blind woman? Those two bastards just destroyed Morris I know it, and now I’m 1 partner short of a tag team.
Heidi: Isn’t zere anybody you can zink of.
Rizzo: Actually, I doubt he’s around. Let e give him a call.
*Rizzo pulls out his cell phone and he dials. *
Rizzo: What up chief. Hey man, you busy tonight? Nah, well, I need a partner. Know of anyone? No shit? You’re here? You’re 10 minutes away? Yeah dude. Can you get in? You sure? Right on guy! I’ll see you in a few.
*Rizzo hangs up the phone and he smiles.*
Rizzo: Tonight just got fun baby.
*The scene cuts back to Brutus and Jimmy.*
Jimmy: Who could Rizzo have been talking to?
Brutus: I have no clue, but I guarantee we’ll find out tonight!
Jimmy: Lets go back to The Mic in the ring with the introductions to our upcoming matchup.
["Fear" by Disturbed hits over the pa system.]
The Mic: Ladies and gentlemen, our next match is scheduled for one fall. On his way to the ring, weighing 246 pounds... DARIEN NICHOLAS ADAMS!!!
[Darien Nicholas Adams parts the curtain and begins walking to the ring. He raises his arms high over his head and you can see the anger and confidence etched in his face. Fireworks explode either side of him as he walks down the ramp. DNA smiles cockily before sliding into the ring and crouching down, flexing his muscles and pointing to the psychology in his cranium. He then gets up and asks The Mic for his microphone.]
DNA:I've waited a week in frustration to get my hands on Nitrus inside this ring. I've been so angry I couldn't appear on camera. I want to destroy him. Get the hell out here Nitrus... NOW!!!
["Lets Go To War" by the Murderdolls" hits the speakers as the lights go out and green light begins flashing in the ring. DNA stands near the ropes, waiting for Nitrus to come down the aisle.]
Rollins: DNA looks rather serious about this. I think he wants to send Nitrus home packing tonight.
Brutus: Are you kidding?! I think DNA wants to send Nitrus to the hospital where he'll be hooked up to oxygen on life support.
Rollins: Just out of crude curiosity, wouldn't Nitrus and oxygen make Nitrus Oxide?
Brutus: Well don't look at me. I'm an announcer, not a scientist.
[DNA is still waiting for Nitrus as someone begins to makes his way through the crowd behind DNA to the ring.]
Rollins: Who is that coming through the crowd?
Brutus: I can't tell, but he looks to be just as eager to see a fight as DNA
Rollins: Its Nitrus!!! Nitrus has come through the crowd and is sneaking up on DNA!!!
[Nitrus slides into the ring behind DNA as DNA slaps the ropes in disappointment. He puts the microphone to his fact and begins to address the crowd and Nitrus slips him into a small package.]
***DING***DING***DING***
1...
2...
3!!!
***DING***DING***DING***
Rollins: Nitrus just defeated DNA in what I believe is the quickest match I have ever seen!!!
Brutus: That Nitrus is a coward!! He attacked DNA before the bell!! I demand a rematch!! A REMATCH!!!
[Nitrus slides out of the ring and begins to make his way to the back as DNA continues to throw a fit in the ring. Nitrus parts the curtain to the back laughing and DNA as he points to his forehead like DNA did just moments ago. The camera fades in to what seems to be a very dark janitors closet....Razor is
in the room sitting in towards the back with his mout gagged...he's trying to get out but he seems to have his left hand handcuffed to a pipe that runs up the
wall, but by his right hand is a huge box. Danny Starr is seen sitting in front of him in a chair.]
DS: Hey Razor...i'm gonna make this short and sweet my man....theres a box sitting there next to your right hand....could you open it up and toss me whats
inside?
[The box is already slightly opened. Razor puts his hand in and throws the contents at Starr. Starr stands up from the chair, still too dark to see what it is.]
DS: Hmm...that will be all Razor....that will be all....
[Starr turns on the light to expose that Razor has thrown about 10 white towels over to Starr. Starr walks over to Razor.]
DS: Theres gotta be some kind of irony to this Raz....
[Starr grabs another towel from the box and wipes Razor's blood off his head. He the unlocks the cuffs and walks out of the janitors broom closet. Razor begins to get up but as the camera sees him getting up Starr slams the door and locks it.]
DS: Well Razor...see ya next week pal....
[The camera fades to Brutus and JR at the announce table.]
Jimmy: This is a janitorial nightmare!!
Brutus: Are you kidding?! This is a Khrystal Walker wet dream!! Razor with handcuffs in a janitor's closet!! What I wouldn't give to be in his place right now.
Jimmy: Yeah, I could imagine it could get pretty nasty in there.
Brutus: And speaking of getting pretty nasty, this next match should be a lulu.
JR: True, the past 4 Extreme champions, including the current one, Bakuryu, in one match. Let’s get to the Mic!
Mic: This tag team match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing at this time, Rage!
"Immortally Insane" by Pantera begins to play smoke risses from the vents underneath the ramp. Suddenly a large set of pyro goes off and Rage runs through the fire and settled smoke. He runs down to the ring and enters.
Mic: And now his partner, Deth!
The arena goes black as the opening riffs to Rammstein's "Du Hast" begins. White and red laser strobes flash in sequence to the music. As soon as the electric guitar picks up the heavy riffs, Deth comes out from behind the curtain. The crowd cheers loudly as he makes his way to the ring, looking very focused. He is dressed in his ring attire, complete with his "DETH EFFECT" T-shirt. He steps over the ropes and then stands in the centre and raises his arms slowly as the laser strobes begin to flash on him. Then, white and red pyros go off from each ring post.
Mic: Now introducing their opponents, first, here is Scott S!
The arena lights get very dim. Then "Headache" by Dark Lotus plays over the P.A System. After the song plays for about 26 seconds Scott walks onto the ramp. He is wearing a Straight Jacket but it isnt tied up. He walks to the ring very slowly looking at the fans and constanly mumbling stuff. He then rolls into the ring and sits in the corner and rocks back and forth till his opponent comes to the ring.
Mic: And now our Extreme champion, Bakuryu!
The Mic: His Partner, weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds and hailing
from Montreal, Quebec, he is Bakuryu!
(As the jazz-ish intro of Quarashi's Mr. Jinx plays, old clips of Bakuryu
being evil and maniac are playing. He’s wrestling in the ring, applying different moves. Then, the song really starts and that image breaks,
showing a very colourful background with Bakuryu dancing very oddly to the music.
Seconds pass, and quickly seconds become minutes. The song has played for a minute and a half and still nothing has hapenned. The crowd boos. Then,
the intro is re-started. Still nothing. After another minute and a half, the ref
decides to start the match.)
JR: What a coward
BB: For once I agree with you...
JR: This leaves Scott S at a considerable disadvantage.
B: You get that clue Federal Express, there sonny?
Scott looks back at the entrance way with an ugly expression, then turns to face Rage, who take Scott down with a right cross! Scott is quickly back up and hits a right of his own, matches it with a pair of lefts and then shoots Rage into the ropes for a powerslam! Rage kicks out before a one count. He rises, glaring at Scott with daggers in his eyes.
Scott tries to move in with a sudden clothesline, but Rage ducks, and hits a couple of armdrags that send Scott to the floor level, as Tina Garcia starts the count.
JR: This is a new twist for the Extreme crew. One may get caught napping, since countouts don’t apply in their usual matches.
Brutus: You snooze, you lose.
Scott makes it back into the ring in time and Rage picks him up, shoots him into the ropes and hits a big spinebuster! Cover!
1...
2...
Kickout!
B: Where is that coward Baku? What a champion!
JR: Whaddya know? I agree with you!
Rage tags in Deth, and Deth comes with with a big axhandle across the back. He grabs Scott and starts alternating uppercuts and then snatches a short arm clothesline.
JR: Smart work by Deth to keep control of his opponent.
B: Scott S is not out of it yet. If he wasn’t tough, he wouldn’t be an Extreme Champion!
Deth hit a big sidewalk slam, and follows it up with a big full nelson slam! Cover!
1...
2...
kickout!
Deth picks up the prostrate Scott whips him into the corner and climbs up to the second rope and starts punching S. Scott hits a shot to the gonads of Deth, and powerbombs Deth off the ropes!
JR: What a counter!
B: I told you he was tough!
Scottp to the second rope and starts punching S. Scott hits a shot to the gonads of Deth, and powerbombs Deth off the ropes!
JR: What a counter!
B: I told you he was tough!
Scott S starts pounding on Deth with rights and lefts. He grabs the big man and hits a capture suplex, and stands and shouts to the crowd!
(Suddenly, All the lights in the arena black out.)
BB: WHAT THE HELL?
JR: Let me guess, it starts with a B and it ends with akruyu.
(One spot lights up and points someone on the top of the Jumbotron. It's
Bakuryu, standing proud atop the highest spot in the arena. He's wearing his jungle attire, with only a small piece of animal skin serving as his
underwear.)
BB: What's he doing up there?
(Then, tribal music starts to play and we can hear a "war cry" similar to
that of Tarzan. At the same time, Bakuryu grabs a rope which was tied to the Jumbotron. He unties it and grabs it.
He imitates Tarzan,s war cry once again as a spot lights the ring. He jumps off, still holding the rope
and swings allll the way to the ring, dropping on Scott S. He hammers him and
then stands up. He then begins to hammer his chest like crazy.)
Jr: That was dangerous! He could have killed himself!
BB: It would've rocked...
(The crowd cheers like crazy. Then, Rage srtands up behind Bakuryu. Bakuryu
feels it with his jungle instincts and turns around, hitting Rage with a powerful kick in the stomach. He shouts "FEEL... MY...KICK" and then
begins to laugh to himself. He turns around and picks up Deth, he stands him up and
points Scott S to him.
JR: He’s crazy! He just cost himself the match!
B: This is great! Here comes Rage! He kicks Baku in the gut! Xtremity Maker! Whoooohhhhooooo!
Deth, angered, kicks Rage in the midsection and hits the D-Monator!
Scott S comes to, and hits Deth with the Sedation!
The wrestlers lay still for a few minutes, then they start to roll out from the ring. They all look under the ring for a minute and come out with weapons!
B: There you go! It’s extreme time!
JR: Get those refs out there!
Deth hits Baku with a kendo stick. Scott hits Deth with a chair. Rage sprays Scott with a fire extinguisher, then hits him with it. Baku flies, hitting Rage with a clothesline that sends them both through a table he had set up!
Everyone’s down! Here comes the refs to settle it all out! What a match!
*The scene opens up back in Rizzo’s lockeroom. There’s a knock at the door and Rizzo opens it up, but the door blocks who’s outside.*
Rizzo: My main muthaf***a!
*Rizzo shakes hands with the unknown man as the sceen cuts back to Jimmy and Brutus.*
Jimmy: Don’t you hate how that camera was just conveniently placed on the wrong side of the door?
Brutus: Well, just a few short minutes until we find out!
Jimmy: Well now it is time for our next match of the night, and it looks like it will be a good one.
Brutus: Well why not get it started?
The Mic: Introducing first, weighing in at 275 pounds and hovering at 6’8” tall, Khrystal Walker!!!!!!
("Trouble" by Pink plays on the PA. Khrystal is sitting in the Big Pink, her semi truck wrecker. She is driving, as a map of the world is superimposed. A picture of her wrecker is followed by a red line as she drives over the world. Highlights of her career are interposed, as are training shots of her lifting god awful amounts of weight. She stops the truck and gets out. She slams the door, and after an onstage explosion, she appears on the stage, dressed and ready to fight. She looks a little ticked but walks down the ramp to a mixed reaction. She climbs into the ring and leans against the post waiting for her partner.)
Jimmy: She doesn’t look too happy that she is stuck with Gulgamek.
Brutus: Oh well, shit happens.
The Mic: Introducing her partner weighing in at 365 pounds, towering at 7’2”, and hailing from Bergen, Norway, Gulgamek!!!!!!!
(Just the “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” by Cyndi Lauper hit’s the speakers and everyone begins to laugh as a video of Mackie doing a weird dance appears on the screen. Khrystal begins to laugh her ass off and almost falls over as Gulgamek walks out cussing up a storm. He turns and looks up at the video and shakes his fist at it. He continues to walk down the ramp madder than hell. He slides into the ring and the music and video finally stops, but not before a message pops up that reads, “I got you Bitch” signed Mackie. Gulgamek spits at the screen as he looks at Khrystal who stops laughing. He then looks at Jimmy who is laughing)
Jimmy: That was funny as hell.
(Brutus looks at him)
Brutus: That was cheap.
The Mic: Weighing in at 130 pounds and hailing from Kirkcaldy, Scotland, E.G. Mackie!
[The arena lights flicker and a solemn atmosphere is created as 'The song of the Volga Boatmen' plays slowly, volume increasing as upon the titantron images are shown. The images seem to be in black and white, like old movie footage, and the film has been placed erratically like someone has tried to fit the film together in a hurry. The images consist of cost lines and beaches, and then all is changed when a single eye appears and stares forward. The eye is all that is seen on the screen, but within the pupil there spins an hypnotic symbol. A black `M spins counter clockwise within a silver circle spinning clockwise, with an almost alluring effect. But it does not stay long as the eye closes and from there E.G Mackie walks out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring. As he walks the images change to phrases, that look like they have been scratched into the film. Phrases such as 'Kill the ego' and 'Don't wake him up' and of course 'Euan is Good' E.G Mackie walks slowly down to the ring and he looks around at the crowd, and upon entering the ring he climbs the turnbuckle and surveys the crowd, with a quick personal celebration, in which he raises both arms with his hands outstretched. He leaves the turnbuckle and grins foolishly as his music trails off. He remains leaning on the ropes at the turnbuckle, waiting, patiently. Gulgamek stares at him and when Euan smiles at him Gulgamek begins to run across the ring at him but is cut down short when Euan hits him with a dropkick from the top rope. The two begin to brawl as Khrystal steps out and stands on the apron. The bell sounds as “I Want to conquer the World by Iron Mullet blasts over the speakers and Dave Jess comes running down the ramp and jumps up on the apron. Mackie and Gulgamek continue to battle as Charles Childs comes down the ramp and walks over to where Khrystal is and watches the match.)
Jimmy: What is Childs doing out here?
Brutus: He is watching the match.
Jimmy: Whatever.
(Gulgamek get the upper hand and throws Euan into the corner. He runs and hits and spear to Euan gut which drives him deep into the post. Khrystal hit’s a quick tag and climbs in and begins to pummel away at Euan’s gut. She then whips him out but stops him and brings him back and hit’s the Clothesline from Alaska. Euan does 360 and lands on his back as Khrystal tags in Gulgamek who jumps over the ropes and hit’s a leg drop on Euan. He goes for a quick cover and Euan kicks out before one.)
Jimmy: That was a huge clothesline Khrystal hit there on Euan.
Brutus: He will feel that later.
Jimmy: It looks like they have Euan stuck on one side of the ring.
(Dave is getting pissed and begins to pound the turnbuckle pad trying to get Euan to come back to life. Gulgamek picks Euan up and goes to whip him but Euan drops down and hit’s a leg sweep. Gulgamek hit’s the mat and Euan begins to scramble for Dave. Gulgamek gets up but it is too late, Dave comes in and glares at Gulgamek. Gulgamek smiles and flips him off as he tags in Khrystal. Euan sits on the mat resting as Childs comes up and knocks him off. Dave sees this and turns around and that is when Khrystal attacks him from behind with a release German suplex. Euan gets up to be face to face with Gulgamek. Euan smiles and spits in his face. Gulgamek begins to laugh and then they begin to trade lefts and rights.)
Jimmy: Isn’t the ref going to stop this?
Brutus: They are not the legal ones. That means the ref doesn’t have to worry.
(Gulgamek and Euan continue to fight on the outside as Dave and Khrystal fight in the ring. Khrystal has Dave In a headlock and the ref is checking on him as Childs grabs a chair and runs around the ring. Gulgamek ducks as Childs swings the chair and nails Euan in the face. The two begin to stomp away at Euan as Dave begins to fight out of the headlock. He stands up and flips Khrystal over him and hit’s a leg drop fallowed by punches to the face. The ref sees Childs and jumps out of the ring. He pushes Childs away from Euan and sends him to the back. Childs throws down the chair and begins to walk to the back. Gulgamek walks with him talking about something as Euan slowly gets up and grabs the chair. He then takes off sprinting and nails both of them in the back of the head as they are half way up the ramp. Dave claps and picks up Khrystal. Dave hits a snap suplex on Khrystal and sets her up for Pulling the Strings.)
Jimmy: This is a mess! Euan, Childs, and Gulgamek are fighting their way to the back as Dave Khrystal are in the ring.
Brutus: It all works out in the end.
Jimmy: What?
Brutus: Nothing, just watch and commentate.
(Dave has Khrystal’s legs and is about to step through when she reverses it into a small package. The Ref begins to count)
1...
2...
(Dave kicks out as Khrystal gets to her feet. She grabs his head and picks him up as he tries to stand. She hit’s a quick DDT and then locks him in a reverse Dragon Sleeper. She adds more pressure as Dave begins to struggle. The ref checks on him but Dave breaks free and lays Khrystal out with a huge punch to the face. Khrystal lays there dazed as Dave gets up and shakes off the DDT. Meanwhile Euan continues to work Childs and Gulgamek over as then struggle to get to the back. All three vanish behind the curtain as the match continues in the ring. Dave picks Khrystal up and signals for the Huge Spine buster. He picks her up for it but she floats over him and when he turns around she hit’s a big boot which takes him out. She walks around him for awhile before she goes for his legs to do an STF. That’s when Dave jumps up in the Caught in the Trap. Khrystal catches him and hit’s a huge sit out power bomb that shakes the ring. Dave is out of it as Khrystal taunts his lifeless body. She picks him up and Signals for the Shattered Khrystal Driver. That is when Dave comes back to life and kicks her in the gut and signals for the Dangerous Driver. He picks her up but she blocks it and returns the kick fallowed by a huge Shattered Khrystal Driver. She covers him as the ref counts.)
1...
2...
3!!!
(The bell sounds as the ref raises Khrystal’s hand. She celebrates as her music hits)
Jimmy: She won…I can’t believe it…she won…
Brutus: Don’t look so surprised Jimmy.
Jimmy: but…she…won…
Brutus: Yes she did and she did it without Gulgamek.
(Jimmy shakes his head as Khrystal begins to walk up the ramp. She gets half way up when she is attacked from behind by Dave. Dave hit’s a huge Tornado DDT and he then spits on her. He is not done though. Dave picks her up and hit’s the Dangerous Driver onto the ramp. He then spits on her again and walks back to the back as the ref comes and checks on Khrystal.)
Brutus: Oh…my god…I think he killed her.
Jimmy: Good, now lets check on Euan and Gulgamek.
(The camera cuts to the back where we see Gulgamek lay lifeless on the ground with a chair broken over his head. On his chest is, OBEY. Just then someone walks over and stops. They lean down and we see it is Boca del Inferno. He looks at the OBEY on Gulgamek’s chest and then adds, OBEY WHO? He then stands up and walks away as the scene cuts Childs limping into his locker room. He is soon thrown back out by Mackie out walks out and picks him up. Mackie picks him up and punches him and then throws him over his shoulder. The camera fallows them as we see Mackie walk out into the parking lot. Parked there is a semi filled with pigs. The back door is open and Mackie walks up the steps and through Childs down onto a huge pile of pig crap. Mackie then smiles and looks at him.)
Mackie: How does it feel Childs? How does it feel it be back with your swine family?
(Mackie points at a sow about the size of a cow.)
Mackie: Look I see your mother!
(He then points at another huge sow with a bunch of ugly piglets.)
Mackie: Oh and it is your wife and kids!
(Mackie laughs and walks down the steps and closes the semi door as we hear Childs banging on the door and cussing Mackie out. Mackie walks away as the scene cuts back to Child’s locker room. Gulgamek stumbles into the scene and into the locker room. The camera fallows and we see that the locker room is filled with industrial purpose sand. Gulgamek cocks his head just as a chair is broken over his head once again. It is Dave this time. He looks at the broken and bloody Gulgamek and walks away.)
Jimmy: Well ladies and gentlemen, we are just moments away from tonight's main event.
Brutus: I can't wait to see who Rizzo's tag team partner is. I've kind of got that feeling its that Sloan guy though.
*Metallica's "St. Anger" blasts over the PA system*
The Mic: On their way to the ring at this time, at a combined weight of 568 pounds. Introducing... DREAM TEAM!!!
*Magnum and his tag team partner Dream Man part the curtain and begin walking down to the ring with a calm and cocky feeling about themselves. Magnum has the IEW World Heavyweight Title around his waist. As they both get into the ring they climb the turnbuckles raising their hands in the air as Magnum unfastens the belt and holds it high above his head. Fans all around the arena take pictures as their camera flashes glisten off of the IEW World Heavyweight gold.*
The Mic: And their opponent, weighing in at 233 pounds... RIZZO!!!
*The lights go out. White lights flash with the opening chords and drums of "White Room" by Cream. Pyros blast with
the solo snare shot and the arena gets flooded with multicolored lights as the lyrics & main riff kick in. Rizzo
comes from the back with a mic in his hand and Heidi by his side.*
Rizzo: Well well well, look at you two sloppy bitches. I bet you're wondering just who in the hell would tag with a poor
slob like me. Well, let me fill you in. He hails from Chicago, Illinois. He weighs in at 235 pounds. Ladies and
gentlemen, I present to you the newest member of the most powerful force, Havoc. He is the man, the myth, "The Infamous
One" MACK WEAVER!!
Jimmy Rollins: MACK WEAVER IS BACK AND HE'S RIZZO'S PARTNER!!
Brutus: This is an AMAZING turn of events!!!
*"Reload" by Rob Zombie kicks in and Mack Weaver emerges from the back. Rizzo and Mack exchange a hand slap and they make
their way down to the ring.*
Brutus: I'm getting goosebumps just THINKING about this match! The tension between these men is incredible, I can't
wait to see who comes out on top!
JR: It looks like Dream Man will start against Rizzo.
*Rizzo points to the corner, and gestures for Magnum to start the match. As Rizzo taunts Magnum, Dream Man grabs him and
Irish Whips him into the ropes, catching him with a flying forearm smash.*
JR: Looks like Rizzo should have had his eyes on Dream Man to start! A jaw-ratting forearm smash from one half of the
former tag champs!
*Dream Man drops an elbow on Rizzo, then jumps up and lays a few stomps on Rizzo before climbing to the top rope.*
Brutus: This is a high risk by the Dream Man so early in the match!
*Dream Man waits for Rizzo to stand up then dives off the top rope in a missile dropkick, which Rizzo dodges.*
JR: Quick feet from Rizzo to escape that high risk maneuver, and Dream Man is down.
*Rizzo tags Mack Weaver in, and the crowd goes crazy as Weaver picks Dream Man up and lays him right back out with a
right hand. Magnum hits the ring, but gets a drop kick for his troubles, and hits the ground, rolling out of the ring.*
JR: Weaver's cleaning house, and the crowd is loving it!
*Mack Weaver lifts Dream Man to his feet, tags in Rizzo, then whips Dream Man into the corner. Weaver and Rizzo nod at one
another, then Rizzo runs to the adjacent turnbuckle. In one smooth leap, he gets to the top rope, as Weaver lifts Dream
Man to the top rope. He climbs up with him, then executes a superplex as Rizzo dives off the turnbuckle in a top-rope
splash.*
Brutus: The high risk from Weaver and Rizzo pays off! Dream Man is in dream land!
*Weaver goes back to the corner as Rizzo picks Dream Man up to his feet, then sets him up for the corkscrew. Dream Man
counters with a twist of fate.*
JR: Twist of fate from Dream Man! And Rizzo is on the ground!
*Dream Man goes for an elbow drop, but Rizzo rolls out of the way and tags in Weaver. Weaver sends Dream Man off the ropes
and Rizzo flapjacks him as Weaver executes a neckbreaker.*
JR: Devastating tag-work from Weaver and Rizzo!
*Weaver lays the boots to Dream Man, and Magnum enters the ring. Before the referee can intervene, Magnum lays Weaver
out with a big boot. Rizzo storms the ring after Magnum, but the referee holds him back. As the referee's back is turned,
Magnum and Dream Man double-team Weaver, stomping him. Rizzo reluctantly goes back to his corner and the referee sends
Magnum back to his.*
Brutus: Look at the double-teaming by the Dream Team! That's why they were the tag champs!
*Dream Man climbs to the top rope and leaps off in a splash, but Weaver gets his knees up.*
JR: Excellent counter by Weaver! And both men are down right now! They need to make the tags!
*Dream Man and Weaver both crawl slowly towards their corner, and finally make the tag. Magnum and Rizzo storm the ring.*
JR: Magnum and Rizzo! Magnum and Rizzo! This is a preview of the Malice main event!
*Magnum and Rizzo exchange blows as the crowd goes crazy. Magnum finally gets the better of the exchange, and uppercuts
Rizzo, then grabs Rizzo by the throat.*
Brutus: The champ's got him by the throat! We could see a chokeslam here, and that wouldn't bode well for Rizzo!
*Magnum lifts Rizzo up in a chokeslam, but Rizzo manages to break the grip, and dropkicks Magnum on his way to the
canvas.*
JR: What an innovative counter from Rizzo!
*Dream Man is still down on the canvas, and Rizzo lifts him up, throwing him from the ring. He then grabs Magnum and
throws him out as well.*
JR: The Dream Team is reeling! They're both out of the ring!
*The referee starts the ten-count as the Dream Team rises to their feet. Rizzo climbs to the top rope.*
Brutus: High-risk maneuver coming up!
*Rizzo leaps off the top rope and dives onto the Dream Team with a top-rope corkscrew plancha as the crowd goes nuts.
Weaver runs around the ring, and helps Rizzo to his feet. They both then stomp the Dream Team, with Weaver on Dream Man
and Rizzo on Magnum.*
JR: Weaver and Rizzo are layin' the boots to the Dream Team!
*Rizzo lifts Magnum to his feet and then leaps to the apron. In one fluid motion, he springs off the apron and catches
Magnum's head between his legs, busting him with a leg guillotine facebuster on the outside. The referee's count
continues, and Rizzo rolls in and out of the ring to break it up. When Rizzo gets back outside, Magnum is standing, waiting
for him. Magnum lifts the surprised Rizzo into a press slam, and tosses him into the ring from the outside.*
JR: An amazing display of strength from the IEW Champion!
*Magnum walks around the ring to Dream Man and Weaver, who are brawling near the entrance ramp. Magnum grabs Weaver and
nails him with a running DDT, then turns his attention to the ring. He climbs on to the apron, then enters, climbing over
the top rope. Rizzo has risen to his feet as Magnum enters the ring, then ducks a clothesline from Magnum. He then
catches the champ with a dropkick. Dream Man, thinking Magnum still has the advantage, climbs from the apron to the top
rope and signals for the Wake-Up Call, as Weaver gets to his feet on the outside. Seeing this, Rizzo runs to the ropes and
pushes Dream Man off. Weaver dodges as Dream Man drops to the floor on the outside.*
Brutus: Weaver and Rizzo are really on the same page here!
*Weaver rolls under the bottom rope and rests in the ropes as Magnum climbs to his feet. Weaver then charges at the champ
in a spear, and Rizzo simultaneously chop-blocks Magnum. After being admonished by the ref, Weaver goes back out of
the ring. Rizzo lifts Magnum to his feet, and signals for the Flying Dutchman.*
JR: The Flying Dutchman! Can Rizzo get the 7-foot monster up?
*Rizzo goes to execute The Flying Dutchman, but Magnum comes to his senses in time to catch Rizzo, turns him around and
executes a DDT. Magnum then picks Rizzo back up and tucks Rizzo's head between his legs, face-down.*
Brutus: We could see The Last Call!
*Magnum lifts Rizzo up in a powerbomb, and thrusts him down with an unearthly force, driving Rizzo hard into the canvas.
Magnum then covers for the pin.*
One...
Two...
Thr...kick-out!
JR: Unbelievable! Rizzo came to his senses in time to kick out!
*Magnum shakes his head, then lifts Rizzo up again. He goes to hit Rizzo with a big boot, but Rizzo ducks underneath the
foot, and comes around behind Magnum, and hits him with a neckbreaker. Rizzo stumbles to his feet, and climbs to the
top rope. He then flips off the turnbuckle in a flawless moonsault, nailing Magnum. He quickly lifts Magnum up, and
hooks him in the Shocker.*
JR and Brutus: THE SHOCKER!!
JR: Rizzo has The Shocker on Magnum!!
*Dream Man, who has come to his senses, dives under the bottom rope and goes to break up The Shocker, but Weaver has
already gotten into the ring and takes Dream Man out with a spear. The referee checks on Magnum as he is clearly in pain.*
JR: Rizzo has a death grip on Magnum with The Shocker! This could be the end!
*Rizzo tightens the grip, but Magnum powers out of the move.*
Brutus: There's just too much strength in those arms, Jimmy! Magnum got out of The Shocker, but it's clearly taken it's
toll.
*Magnum's arms hang limply down at his side, but he turns to face Rizzo, and grabs Rizzo in a chokeslam. He goes to lift
Rizzo, but The Shocker has weakened him significantly, and he can't get Rizzo up. Rizzo punches the champ in the face, and
breaks the choke-hold. He then hits the Corkscrew on Magnum.*
JR: The corkscrew!
*Rizzo drapes a shoulder over Magnum, as the referee counts the fall.*
One...
Two... shoulder up!
*Rizzo sits up in disbelief, then picks Magnum to his feet, and throws a few more punches. Magnum absorbs the blows, and
doesn't appear to take any damage. He pushes Rizzo away, then levels him with a big boot. He then dives to his corner and
tags Dream Man in. Dream Man signals for The Wake-Up Call, then climbs to the top rope.*
JR: Rizzo's in a world of trouble here! Dream Man is looking to end this match right here!
*Rizzo stumbles to his feet, and Dream Man leaps off the top rope. Rizzo catches him by the legs, and then quickly
switches to a hammerlock. He then drives Dream Man to the mat in a hammerlock suplex. Magnum immediately storms the ring,
but Weaver rushes in and clotheslines the IEW champion to the outside. Rizzo then latches Dream Man in The Shocker.*
JR: Rizzo has The Shocker on Dream Man! And Magnum is out! This could be the end!
*Dream Man is clearly in agony, and losing conciousness.*
*The referee lifts Dream Man's arm... it falls.*
*The referee lifts Dream Man's arm for a second time... it falls again.*
*The referee lifts Dream Man's arm... it falls. The referee signals and the bell rings. Rizzo lets Dream Man fall to the
mat as "White Room" by Cream plays over the PA system.*
Brutus: Rizzo and Weaver have defeated The Dream Team! Could this be an indication as to the outcome of next week's title
match?!
JR: Rizzo versus Magnum, next week! Malice In Minneapolis! Don't miss it, folks!!
[End Transmission.]