Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2010 21:05:33 GMT -5
Night of the Wrestling Zombies, October 25th, 2010
*He’s Back(The Man Behind The Mask)*
Hoss - Welcome to WWCF Night of the Wrestling Zombies 2010! For the third year in a row, we celebrate Halloween the only way we know how!
King - Gorilla, I am pumped! Jackson V. BRB, Chamber of Horrors, for the WWCF World Heavyweight Championship!
Hoss - Indeed, there’s a lot of history there, whether BRB remembers it or not! This should prove to be a monumental encounter!
King - We also have the finals of the World Tag Team title tournament, Dread Pirate Mulligan and The General of the Monkey Army V. Johnny Stone and Ryan Blood!
Hoss - After nearly two months of the titles being vacant, we will crown undisputed Champions here tonight!
King - Not to mention the other big matches on tap!
Hoss - Absolutely! And what better way to kick things off than with the first of our four Championship matches!
WWCF Inter-Forum Championship: Whitey Fats V. Dave Von Halen
Michael Muffer: The following match is for the WWCF Inter Forum Championship! First, the challenger: from Los Angeles, California, weighing 235 pounds: Dave Von Halen!!
* “Saints of Los Angeles” by Motley Crue plays and strobe lights and fireworks light up the stage as Dave comes out with Alexa Anderson on his arm. He’s got his guitar in one hand and his Money in the Bank briefcase in the other. They walk down to the ring, with Alexa going to hold the ropes so Dave can slip through. He stands in the center holding both his ax and his case high over his head while Alexa poses beside him.*
“Gorilla” Tim Hoss: A big match for the former WWCF Chairman. The chance to win singles gold on the same night his former tag team partner in The Metal Express, uh, Metal, will be competing for the Hardcore belt against Smokin Vokoun.
MM: And his opponent, from Starke, Florida, weighing 280 pounds: the current Inter Forum Champion: Whitey Fats!!!!!!
* Old classy Southern music plays as Whitey walks out to the stage and poses arrogantly with the IF belt around his waist. He swaggers down to the ring and enters, glaring derisively at both Dave and Alexa.*
Jesse King: There’s more to this match than just the Inter Forum belt, Gorilla. Remember, Dave’s valet, Alexa Anderson, used to be Whitey Fats’s girlfriend!
TH: I think at this point Whitey cares more about the title than anything else, Jesse; considering what he went through to finally get it.
*Referee Will Alphonzo takes the belt from Whitey Fats and holds it up before handing it off to the time keeper. He gets both men in the middle of the ring to give instructions, then calls for the bell. WF charges forward and immediately starts hammering Dave with rights and lefts, knocking him back towards his corner. Whitey grabs his arm and whips Von Halen into the ringpost and follows that up with a body avalanche. He starts punching and kicking at Dave, forcing him to sag down, refusing to let up until Alphonzo starts counting him out. He walks away and to calm down while Dave slowly gets to his feet.*
TH: starting this off with a brutal series of punches and kicks. The man may dress in fancy silk suits and call himself the Wrestling Messiah, but he’s an old school brawler at heart.
*Dave Von Halen comes out from the corner and the two square off. Whitey lunges forward again but this time Dave catches him in a drop toe hold that gets him on the mat. He tries to grab Whitey’s leg for a Boston Crab but Whitey kicks him off and scrambles for the ropes. As he rises Dave grabs his arm to try and whip him into the far ropes, but WF reverses it. Dave caroms off the ropes and Whitey lowers his head for a back body drop, but DVH is able to stop himself and slide down to hit Fats in the chops with an uppercut. Whitey staggers back and Dave follows, punching and kneeing him until he’s against the ropes. The IF Champion drops down and rolls to the outside to recover.*
TH: A nice comeback from Dave Von Halen.
JK: Maybe, but the former tag team champion is tempting fate if he keeps trying to stand toe to toe with Whitey. The man’s got forty pounds on him.
*As Whitey stays on the outside to clear the cobwebs Dave slips between the ropes and stalks the apron. He leaps down to try to crown WF with a double ax handle but Fats steps out of the way sending Von Halen sprawling. Ref Alphonzo starts to count out both men: One! Two! Whitey goes over and begins kicking and stomping on Dave. Three! He pulls DVH up and rams him bodily into the barricade! Four! He dumps him over the wall and into the ringside seats. Five! Whitey then heads back into the ring and rolls inside. Six! Seven!
TH: Whitey Fats trying to win this match by count out.
JK: So? A win is a win, Gorilla!
*Eight! Dave scrambles over he barricade and limps towards the ring. Nine! Te-!He slides in, just beating the count! Whitey glares and marches over and picks Dave up off the canvass and body slams him back down. He goes for the cover: One! Dave gets a foot on the ropes. Pulling him away from the ropes Whitey gets Von Halen in a headlock and drags him towards the middle of the ring, where he plants him headfirst with a DDT. Again he goes for a pin: One! Two! Dave raises a shoulder. After pounding the mat in frustration WF pulls Dave up again and lifts him onto his shoulder and marches towards the corner to try a snake eyes. Dave wriggles free and goes low, chop blocking Whitey. The IF champ pitches forward and crashes headfirst into the second turnbuckle.*
TH: A desperate gambit that has paid off for Dave Von Halen. But can he capitalize?
JK: He better. There’s no way he continue to take the kind of beating the champ is laying on him.
*Dave struggles to his feet and goes after WF. He bends down and locks a full nelson onto Fats, slowly dragging him to his feet. Fats struggles to get free from the smaller man’s grip, turning around and ramming him repeatedly into the ring post, but Dave holds on. He manages to spin Fats so he’s facing the corner, then pitches forward so WF crashes headfirst into the top turnbuckle!*
TH: A full nelson slam into the turnbuckle!
JK: That’s got to hurt, Gorilla! Especially after the earlier turnbuckle shot Whitey took.
*Dave rolls Whitey over to go for the pin. Alphonzo drops down to make the count, but notices that Whitey’s leg is under the ropes and points it out to Dave. Von Halen rises and slowly pulls Fats towards the middle of the ring and goes down for another pin attempt. One! Whitey gets an arm up. Dave sits Whitey up and puts him in a chin lock from behind. The bigger man struggles, slowly getting to his feet. Finally he pries Dave’s arms apart and spins around to give him a headbutt. He positions Dave for a suplex and hits it. WF goes for a cover. One! Dave kicks out. Whitey starts punching Dave in the head with a closed fist until the ref grabs him. He shrugs Alphonzo off of him and runs the ropes, hitting a knee drop right into DVH’s gut. He hooks the leg and goes for a pin. One! Two! Dave kicks out again!
TH: Dave Von Halen is showing incredible intestinal fortitude by surviving this brutal assault from Whitey Fats.
JK: You’re right there, Gorilla. If a 280 pound man dropped a knee on my stomach I’d be puking up breakfast from last week!
*Fats stares at Dave in disbelief. He grinds an elbow into his face, then stands and kicks at him. While Dave is still down he goes over to the closest ringpost and begins to mount it. He positions himself on the top and jumps, going for a flying knee drop-*
TH: Whitey Fats is going to try and finish this match right here, right now!
JK: There’s no way Dave will survive a knee drop from the top rope from the champ.
*Dave rolls out of the way, and Whitey crashes to the mat hard! He flops around violently clutching his knee.*
TH: He missed! Whitey Fats missed!!
JK: This is the opportunity Dave Von Halen needed to get back in this match!
*Dave slowly gets to his feet and walks over to the downed Inter Forum champ. He grabs his injured leg and raises it before slamming it onto the ground knee first! He does it again, this time planting his foot on the back of Fats’s knee for extra weight. He starts kicking at WF’s leg and then grabs it. Stepping over his opponent, Dave executes a single leg Boston Crab, torquing Fats’s knee. Whitey begins to holler in pain, pounding at the mat in frustration but shaking his head no when asked by referee Will Alphonzo if he quits.*
TH: This could be it! Dave Von Halen has got Whitey trapped in the middle of the ring in that Boston Crab.
JK: Its perfectly applied too, Gorilla. He’s putting maximum pressure on Whitey Fats’s already injured knee. The pain has to be unbearable.
TH: Dave Von Halen has a strong chance of becoming the new Inter Forum Champion right here, right now!
*Von Halen bangs his head as he cinches up the Boston Crab, bending Whitey’s knee even more. Whitey bites down on his own thumb to distract himself from the pain. Slowly, he begins to slide towards the ropes across from the announcing table. The crowd begins to boo as he inches closer and closer with DVH still holding on. He gets within lunging distance of the ropes. Suddenly Alexa appears on the outside. She starts talking smack to her old beau, and when he reaches out for the rope break, she grabs it and pulls it out of reach. Referee Alphonzo catches her and orders her back, causing Dave to turn and see what the commotion is. With a desperate burst of energy Whitey stretches forward and grabs the ropes!*
TH: Despite Alexa’s and Dave’s best efforts, Whitey Fats has broken the hold! This match isn’t over yet!
JK: It should be! Dave should be disqualified for Alexa’s interference!
TH: Referee Will Alphonzo disagrees, King.
*Referee Will Alphonzo orders Dave to release Whitey, and begins to count him out when he shakes his head. Finally, reluctantly, he lets go, allowing Whitey to wiggle free. He clutches his leg, looks at Dave, and then rolls out of the ring to fall onto the mat, landing on the floor with a thud.*
TH: Whitey Fats has escaped the ring again. Trying to buy time to lick his wounds?
JK: I don’t think so, Gorilla. Look!
*Whitey remains on the ground, unmoving, as both Will Alphonzo and Dave Von Halen shout down from the ring for his attention. Finally the ref begins to count him out. One! Two!*
TH: Sonuva-! Whitey Fats is trying to get himself counted out, knowing if he is, he’ll remain Inter Forum Champion.
JK: You don’t know that, Gorilla! The man could be legitimately hurt!
*Dave tries to get Alphonzo to stop the count, but he does not comply. Three! Dave tugs on his own hair in frustration and finally bails, rolling out of the ring. Four! He grabs Whitey under the arms and tries lifting him to his feet, but the bigger man sags in his grasp. Five! He tries again, dragging him over to the ring apron. Six! Whitey continues to sand bag Dave, making it impossible to get him up on the apron. Seven! Alexa kicks off her heels and runs over to grab Whitey’s leg and lift him. Eight! Whitey kicks her off, sending her falling to the mat. Nine! With herculean effort Dave finally picks Whitey up enough to rolls him inside and gets on the apron itself. He vaults over the ropes just as Whitey springs to his feet and hits him in the mush with a forearm shiv. He bends Dave over for a powerbomb and lifts him up, only to have his knee buckle! Dave slips behind Whitey and takes hold of his arms, pulling them back so they are around WF’s neck. Then he drops back and rams his knees into Fats’s kidneys for the Encore! He rolls Fats over and goes for the pin. One! Two! Three! Whitey kicks out just as Alphonzo calls for the bell!
Michael Muffer: Here is your new Inter Forum Champion: DAVE VON HALEN!!
* “Saints of Los Angeles” plays from the speakers as Dave’s hand is raised in victory.*
JK: I don’t believe it! The Wrestling Messiah has been toppled in his first defense of the Inter Forum Belt!
TH: Well, you shouldn’t be so surprised, Jesse. The man bought his way into the title hunt, and used Boiler Room Brawler as a stooge to help him win it. Its not like he earned the belt fair and square.
*Whitey Fats grabs referee Will Alpnonzo and begins arguing with him, pantomiming that the count was fast. Then he points at Alexa as she enters the ring to celebrate with Dave as the time keeper brings him his suitcase, his guitar, and the Inter Forum Belt.*
JK: Who are you to say Whitey Fats didn’t deserve to be Inter Forum champion?
TH: Just look at the facts, Jesse-
*Dave has Alexa put the belt around his waist and he climbs the nearest turnbuckle, banging his head and throwing up devil horns to the crowd as they cheer.*
JK: The fact is Whitey won his match to be Number One Contender, and he won his match at Gookermania to be Inter Forum Champion. If he’s an undeserving champion then so is Dave Von Halen, who had outside help in his match tonight!
TH: Its a matter of degree, King.
JK: Baloney! Its a matter of you and the rest of the WWCF Galaxy playing favorites. If I was Whitey Fats I’d be calling my lawyers and filing a protest to get the results of this match overturned! At the very least he should be entitled to a rematch for the title.
TH: We’ll have to see if the Wrestling Messiah feels the same way you do. Tonight, though, belongs to Dave Von Halen, the new Inter Forum champion.
Masquerade Costume Battle Royal
Muffer - Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the over-the-top-rope Masquerade Costume battle royal!
Hoss - I’m excited about this one, Jess! It’s a WWCF Halloween tradition, the annual costume battle royal! The winner will meet the new Inter-Forum Champion Dave Von Halen at In Your Apartment next month.
Monster Mash plays over the speakers as the participants make their way to the ring.
King - Alright, up first is…
Hello Kitty?!
Hello Kitty steps through the curtain, waving to the crowd, who boos and laughs at him(her? it?)
Hoss - Whoever picked that costume is certainly a brave soul.
King - OK, up next…
A ninja! Alright!
A Ninja walks down the ramp, stopping to throw a kick and pose for the crowd.
Hoss - Next up…
The Blue Blazer!
The Blue Blazer makes his way down the aisle. A few scattered boos are heard, but for the most part, the reaction is positive.
King - Who’ve we got next?
The Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man walks out. The fans begin singing the theme from Ghostbusters.
Hoss - Alright, up next…
A Platypus waddles towards the ring. The crowd is torn between booing, cheering, and laughing their asses off.
King - Hmmm….
Out next is…
Hoss - I don’t believe it!
A man wearing a detective’s outfit and a wwcfshop.com Aaron Enigma mask walks out to a mixed reaction.
King - That takes balls, Gorilla, I’ll say that much.
Hoss - Yes well, we still have one more entrant…
A ninja wearing an orange mask rolls through the curtain, flips to his feet, and throws a kick, before entering the ring.
King - Another ninja?
Hoss - You can never have too many ninjas, Jess!
King - True. Now c’mon, let’s get this underway!
The bell rings.
Hello Kitty and the platypus start talking trash to each other, then Kitty slaps the platypus! The two begin trading slaps, while The Blue Blazer goes after the Staypuft Marshmallow Man. The two ninjas stare each other down, before deciding to team up and go after Aaron Enigma!
Hoss - In the early going, it looks like the ninjas have formed an alliance.
King - That’s bad news for the other five guys, Gorilla! One ninja attacking you is bad enough, two is a nightmare!
The ninja kicks Aaron, then the orange masked ninja throws some chops! In the corner, the Staypuft Marshmallow Man turns the tide on the Blazer and rams his body into him! Blazer slumps down, and SMM backs up! He charges, but Blazer moves! SSM hit’s the turnbuckles hard, but Blazer is unable to get him out!
Hoss - Blazer’s not gonna be able to get him out on his own!
The ninja roundhouse kick’s Aaron, while Kitty and the platypus continue to trade slaps. The ninja holds Aaron and the orange masked ninja charges, but Aaron moves! The orange masked ninja kicks the ninja, knocking him over the top rope!
King - Of course. The only person who could eliminate a ninja is another ninja!
Aaron hammers the orange masked ninja with punches and elbows, but the ninja fights back! He kicks Aaron back, then goes for a jump kick, but Aaron ducks! The orange masked ninja gets caught in the ropes and Aaron shoves him over to the floor!
Hoss - Unbelievable! The two ninjas are the first ones gone!
King - Well, ninjas are overrated anyway!
Kitty knocks the platypus to the mat! The platypus flops around, unable to get up!
Hoss - Platypus down!
King - He’s fallen and he can’t get up!
Kitty runs at the Blazer and knocks him to the mat, then leaps at the Staypuft Marshmallow Man, only for SSM to catch him in his arms! Kitty lets out a meow of pure terror, but SSM trips over the platypus and drops Kitty! With the Marshmallow Man off balance, Aaron and Blazer charge him and topple him over the top rope!
Hoss - Wow! Another heavy favorite eliminated!
King - “Heavy” favorite, Gorilla?
Hoss - …It was right there!
Aaron and Blazer trade punches, as the platypus struggles to get up. Hello Kitty tries to sneak up on the Blazer, who deflects him with his cape, then tosses him over the top rope!
King - And good riddance to the most ridiculous costume in the match!
Aaron and Blazer circle each other, the platypus still struggling on the mat. Aaron shoves Blazer, who shoves Aaron back! Aaron throws a punch, but Blazer blocks it and tears into Enigma, suplexing him, then proceeding to ruthlessly stomp him!
Hoss - The Blue Blazer is ripping right into Aaron Enigma!
King - It’s almost like this goes beyond the match itself!
Blazer picks Aaron up and carries him towards the ropes, but Aaron rakes his eyes and rips his mask off!
King - He’s unmasked! Who is it?!
Blazer spins around, revealing…
VIVA LOS BIO DOME!!!
Hoss - Oh man! No wonder he was so hellbent on destroying the Enigma impostor!
Incensed, Viva charges Aaron, who catches him! The two tussle near the ropes, neither going over! Viva hammers Aaron with punches, Aaron tries to defend, but falls off balance! The weight shift causes both men to tumble over!
Hoss - Both Viva and Aaron have gone out!
The bell rings as the platypus still flops around on the mat!
Hoss - The platypus has just earned an Inter-Forum Championship match!
King - I don’t think he earned it so much as he benefited from being in the right place at the right time.
Muffer - Ladies and gentlemen, the platypus has won the match!
The crowd is sitting in shocked silence as the other competitors return to the ring.
Muffer - The participants will now unmask, one at a time, beginning with the ninja!
The ninja steps forward, throws a kick, then removes his mask, revealing…
Muffer - Dread Pirate Mulligan!
King - Wait, the pirate was a ninja?! How the hell did he not win?!
The orange masked ninja then removes his mask to reveal…
Muffer - LITTLE NAITCH!!!
Hoss - Well, the former World Champion has been trying to pursue the Grand Slam, but it didn’t pan out for him tonight.
The StayPuft Marshmallow Man unmasks…
Muffer - RYAN BLOOD!
King - Huh, interesting. This match always brings in a few rookies looking to move up the ranks and tonight is no different!
The crowd boos as Hello Kitty steps forward, waving to the fans.
King - I wanna know who the hell this idiot is!
Kitty unmasks…
King - …..
Hoss falls out of his chair laughing.
Muffer - EVIL M!!!
The crowd laughs at M, showering him with boos as the Champion of Honor storms off, obviously embarrassed.
Hoss - So Jess-
King - Don’t say a damn word, Gorilla.
Aaron Enigma steps forward, as Viva stares daggers through him.
King - Whoever this guy is, I’ll give him credit. Considering the way Aaron was forced to leave the company, this was a ballsy move.
Aaron unmasks…
Muffer - JAZZMAN!!!
Hoss - Whoa! Jazzman is another man who has history with Aaron Enigma, so one has to wonder whether this was a tribute or not.
The platypus is still on the mat, struggling to get to his feet.
King - Alright, who’s the luckiest guy in the WWCF right now? Who’s facing Von Halen at In Your Apartment?!
Referee John Creed helps the platypus up. He slowly removes his mask…
Hoss - ….What?!
King - ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!!
The other competitors, especially Little Naitch, are in disbelief!
Muffer - Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the Masquerade Costume Battle Royal, and the number one contender for the Inter-Forum Championship…
THE SAM!!!
King - I can’t believe this!! The Sam has won this thing!!
Naitch walks over and raises his manager’s arm, as the other competitors look on in either disbelief or anger.
Hoss - This has to be the most shocking match we’ve ever had here in WWCF!
King - The Sam won the battle royal. WHAT?!
The Southwest Connection V. Pride and Story
MICHAEL MUFFER: This tag team match is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!
*"New Blackjacks Theme" hits*
MICHAEL MUFFER: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 480 lbs and being accompanied by The Sam...they are the team of Tyfo and Little Naitch, The Southwest Connection!
*All three men appear at the top amidst flickering lights and a big fireball before walking down to the ring, The Sam talking non-stop to his clients*
TIM HOSS: The Sam certainly not at a loss for words tonight!
JESSE KING: Has he ever been? And tonight he wants a win more than usual, you gotta figure.
TIM HOSS: That's right, King. The Sam is determined to secure another WWCF World Championship for Little Naitch at the end of the year, and has said that if he fails he will retire as a manager for good, and that he means it! And any time Naitch loses, in singles competition or tag team action, it hurts The Sam's case that he deserves a title shot. Naitch needs to get on a winning streak and he's got just a little over two months to do it.
*As the SWC gets into the ring, Tyfo climbs to the top rope and gives the Longhorn salute. Naitch takes off his robe and stretches against the ropes, still getting advice from The Sam. The music stops and the lights go out*
MICHAEL MUFFER: And their opponents...
"You know that time in your life,
That single moment that defines exactly who you are?
Well that only stings for a second..."
*"Smoke 'Em If You Got 'Em" by Parkway Drive hits as pyro lights up the Parts Unknown Arena and Colt is revealed on the ramp with his arm stretched up and pointing at the sky. After holding this pose for several moments, Colt drops his arm, but rather than heading for the ring as usual, he points to the back...just as "Trombone Shorty" hits and Jazzman walks out. Colt and Jazzman head down to the ring together, Jazzman pausing on the way to give his fedora to an enthusiastic kid*
MICHAEL MUFFER: ...weighing in at a combined 483 lbs, they are the team of Colt and Jazzman: Pride and Story!
*Jazzman and Colt slide into the ring and remove their coats and hats, Colt climbing the ropes and pointing at the sky while Jazzman does the same in another corner and points at the crowd. Then they jump down and this contest is underway*
The Southwest Connection vs. Pride and Story
*Naitch and Jazzman start things out. Jazzman throws a kick at Naitch, who jumps back just in time to avoid it, then thumbs Jazzman in the eye!*
JESSE KING: One of the great equalizers!
*Naitch takes advantage with stiff chops to Jazzman's chest, the crowd chiming in with a big "WOOOO!" each time. The Sam applauds from ringside. Naitch slams Jazzman down and drops a knee on him. Cover by Naitch*
One!
Two!
Kickout!
*Naitch tags in Tyfo, who enters the ring with a double axe handle off the top to Jazzman's back, knocking him down! Tyfo picks Jazzman up and takes him into the corner to drop him onto the turnbuckle for the Snake Eyes, but Jazzman is able to slide off and shove Tyfo into the turnbuckles! Tyfo is staggered and turns around into a flurry of stiff kicks from Jazzman, who takes several steps back to get some momentum and then runs forward to deliver a Yakuza kick as the coup de grace...but Tyfo moves at the last second, causing Jazzman's leg to get hung up on the top rope! Tyfo delivers a big lariat to Jazzman's neck and throws him down hard! He drags Jazzman to the SWC corner before tagging Naitch back in*
TIM HOSS: Looks like the Southwest Connection have decided to isolate Jazzman!
JESSE KING: If Jazzman doesn't manage to tag Colt, he'll get a night's pay for just standing on the apron and contemplating his navel! Nice work if you can get it.
*Naitch picks Jazzman up and delivers a crushing back suplex, followed by an elbow drop. Naitch attempts to lock on the Figure Four, but Jazzman realizes what's happening in time to lunge for the ropes and grab them! Naitch kicks Jazzman and pulls him away before tagging Tyfo back in. Tyfo picks Jazzman up and then puts him back down none too gently with a running bulldog! Tyfo locks on a sleeperhold...Jazzman struggles, but those struggles gradually get slower and slower and then stop altogether. The ref checks on him*
Lifts arm--arm drops once.
Lifts arms--arm drops twice.
Lifts arm--ARM STAYS UP!
TIM HOSS: It looks like Jazzman has got something left!
*Through sheer force of will, Jazzman gets to his feet and is able to reach behind Tyfo's head and bring it down onto his own for a jawbreaker, forcing Tyfo to break the hold! Jazzman slumps to the mat and starts crawling over to Colt, whose hand is outstretched! The Sam is yelling at Tyfo to stop him--and Tyfo manages to pull Jazzman away just as his fingers were CENTIMETERS away from Colt's!*
JESSE KING: Close one for Naitch and Tyfo!
*Tyfo sets up for the Twist of Fate, but Jazzman shoves him into the ropes before he can execute it! Jazzman grabs Tyfo and slams him down onto his knee with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Jazzman German suplexes Tyfo towards Colt and again goes to tag in his partner*
TIM HOSS: Smart move by Jazzman to suplex Tyfo over there, where he can't easily tag in Naitch.
*Jazzman has almost gotten in reach of Colt when Tyfo suddenly jumps up and knees him in the stomach! Jazzman doubles over, and Tyfo takes advantage by whipping him back into the SWC corner! Tyfo follows him in with a clothesline and tag in Naitch. Naitch with more chops, lighting up Jazzman's chest! Naitch picks Jazzman up and bodyslams him down, and then locks on the Figure Four!*
JESSE KING: The Figure Four! This could be it!
TIM HOSS: That it could, King. Jazzman is in dire straits here!
*Jazzman cries out in pain and struggles, but it's no good! He tries to turn over and reverse the hold...almost does, but Naitch applies more pressure and Jazzman falls back to the mat with an agonized groan! Jazzman seems about to tap...but then somehow, he manages to flip over onto his front! Naitch, feeling the pain from the reversed hold, flails about and grabs the ropes, managing to get the break. Both men slowly get to their feet, Naitch up first, whips Jazzman to the ropes and gets ready for a backdrop--but Jazzman is able to halt his momentum and pick Naitch up for a reverse bodyslam! Jazzman goes for the tag again, Naitch up in time to see that Jazzman is too close for him to stop and goes to tag in Tyfo...Colt is tagged in! Naitch is almost in reach of Tyfo when Colt grabs him and takes him over with a German suplex!*
TIM HOSS: Looks like the shoe's on the other foot now, with Naitch being isolated from his partner.
*Colt bounces off the ropes and nails Naitch, who has brought himself up to a knee, with a Shining Wizard, sending him back down! Cover by Colt*
One!
Two!
Kickout!
*Colt backs up and waits for Naitch to rise again...as soon as he does, Colt rocks him with a Million Dollar Knee Lift, sending Naitch crashing to the mat! Naitch back up, just in time to get hit with a running neckbreaker! Colt climbs to the top rope to hit the flying forearm...The Sam whispers something to Tyfo, and Tyfo gives one of the ropes a shake, causing Colt to lose his balance and get crotched on the turnbuckle! Colt grimaces in pain, as Naitch groggily rises to his feet and tag in Tyfo*
JESSE KING: The Sam proving why he's worth every penny of his paycheck, Gorilla!
TIM HOSS: Not what I would have done, King, but that's moot. The question is whether Tyfo can take advantage now...
*Tyfo is in and superplexes Colt off the top! Cover by Tyfo*
One!
Two!
Shoulder up!
*Tyfo gets back up and hits Colt with a powerslam, and then decides to attempt the Snake Eyes again. Just as he's about to drop Colt onto the turnbuckles, though, Colt is able to wriggle free and, finding himself behind Tyfo, locks on The Final Thought!*
TIM HOSS: The Final Thought! Could this put Tyfo away?
*Tyfo fights like mad to get out of the hold...remembering how close he brought himself and Colt to the turnbuckle before being countered, he exerts enough power to drag himself and Colt to the ropes and manage to grab the top rope, forcing the break!*
TIM HOSS: Good ring awareness by Tyfo there.
JESSE KING: Yeah, but that Final Thought takes a lot out of you! If Colt hits him with something now...
*Colt does just that, by grabbing Tyfo and snap suplexing him into the center of the ring. Colt picks Tyfo up again and brings him up, holds him in the air for several second, and then drops him down for the Story On Page One! Cover*
One!
Two!
Three!
MICHAEL MUFFER: Here are your winners: Pride and Story!
JESSE KING: Oh man, look at The Sam! He looks like he just ate something that was a year past its expiration date!
TIM HOSS: I'm not surprised, since this is another setback for him and Naitch, although Naitch at least didn't get pinned. Regardless, a great opening match between two excellent and accomplished tag teams.
WWCF Hardcore Championship: The Smokin’ Vokoun V. Metal
Michael Muffer: Ladies and gentleman...the following contest...is set for one fall...and its is for...THE WWCF HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!
Ride of Thunder by Metalica plays over the speakers to a chorus of boos.
Muffer: Coming down the isle...from Kent, England..weighing in at 263 pounds....METAL!!!!!
-Metal walks out with a cocky attitude, he holds up his devil horn hand gesture and glares at the crowd.
King: I don't know why, Gorilla...but I just have a feeling it might be Metal's night tonight. He's been on a huge roll as of late. And look at those eyes of determination!!! That's not the look of a man who intends on losing tonight.
Hoss: Absolutely right! Metal is on a roll. But he has to go through one of the most dominant Hardcore Champion in recent memory. And that is a true challenge.
Muffer: And his opponent....
-Sinnerman by Nina Simone plays and the crowd pops HUGE!!!
Muffer: From Chicago,Il....weighing in at 280 pounds...he is the WWCF HARDCORE CHAMPION!!!!! SMOKIN VOKOUN!!!!!!
-Vokoun sprints from the entrance, holding his trademark barbwire bat...screaming at the top of his lungs. Before he gets into the ring, he drop his hardcore belt and slides into the ring...swinging his bat wildly. This causes Metal to leave the ring to avoid getting hit.
King; Well it's Captain Psychopath!! Running around like a big dumb ape.
Hoss: That dumb ape has been the Hardcore Champion for almost six months. No man has held that belt...that long. So this man is on a huge roll himself.
-The bell rings as Smokin Vokoun jumps out of the ring. He chases Metal all around the ring with the barbwire bat. The two run around for a few laps, then Metal slides into the ring...waits for Vokoun to follow him. And drops a few elbows on Vokouns head. This stuns Vokoun as Metal grabs Vokoun's bat and starts hitting Vokoun's back with it. Metal drops the bat, picks up Vokoun and Irish whips him to the corner. Metal charges him, but Vokoun misses. Vokoun then throws some heavy rights and lefts. Vokoun then grabs Metal's head and smashes it on the corner ten times, with the crowd chanting along. Metal walks out of the corner dazed. Vokoun then hits a drop toe hold...AND METAL HITS THE BARBWIRE BAT FACE FIRST!!!! Metal is holding his face and is bleeding.
King: OH NO!!! NOT METAL'S BEAUTIFUL FACE!!!
Hoss: Oh come on Jesse...it's not that pretty. It's probably an improvement.
-Vokoun then grabs Metal's head and starts pounding on the blood wound. He starts biting the wound and Vokoun spits out the blood. Vokoun gets up and screams to the crowd. Vokoun then waits for Metal to pull himself up by using the ropes. When Metal gets up, Vokoun charges and hits a Hangman Clothesline...knocking both men out of the ring.
-Vokoun looks under the ring and grabs a YIELD SIGN. Vokoun whacks Metal over the head with it three times...with Metal going down on the third whack. Vokoun then takes the sign and smashes it on Metal's ribs. Metal is starting to cough. Vokoun picks up Metal once again and throws him into the steel steps. Vokoun then picks up the steel steps and smashes the steps on Metal's ribs. Metal is now coughing up blood.
Hoss: That's not a good sign for Metal. It's never good when your bleeding internally.
King: Yeah...right now.I'm worried about Metal's well being.
-Vokoun rips up the protective padding on the floor...revealing the concrete. Vokoun then grabs Metal..picks him up on his back and HIT'S A SAMOAN DROP ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!!! Vokoun goes for a cover...
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-Vokoun yells at the ref to count faster. Vokoun then grabs Metal again, and then goes for a pulling piledriver. But Metal back body drops out of it. Vokoun is down. But Metal is trying to crawl to get a breather. Metal crawls to the steel post and tries to pull himself up...Vokoun gets up..see's Metal and charges at him. But Metal moves out of the way and Vokoun hits, head first on the steel post. Vokoun goes down and Metal gets up and taunts the crowd.
King: HAHAHAA!!!! How many times has Vokoun fallen for that? I tell you. He may be a tough SOB...but Smokin Vokoun can be dumber than a box of hammers.
Hoss: Please..keep on going with stupid cliches about stupidness.
-Metal goes under the ring and gets a trashcan. Metal picks up Vokoun, buts the Trashcan on Smokie's head. Metal then grabs a steel chair and whacks Vokoun with it, several times. Metal then removes the can off Vokoun and hits the can over Smokie's head several more times. Vokoun falls over. Metal goes for the cover.....
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Hoss: Vokoun has got to be seeing stars after that assault!!!!
-Vokoun is dazed on the ground and Metal pulls more of the protective matting off. Metal then picks up Vokoun, grabs him...AND HIT'S THE HOLY DRIVER PILE DRIVER ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!!!! Metal goes for the cover again....
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KICKOUT!!!!
-Metal is getting more frustrated. He then gets up and gets in the refs face about it. Vokoun is starting to get up as Metal is continuing to jaw with the referee. Just then Metal,turns around and Vokoun grabs him AND HITS A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!!! Vokoun goes for the cover...
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KICKOUT!!!
Hoss: Just when you think you got Vokoun down...it's only the beginning.Vokoun is one of the most resilient superstars in this company.
King: Metal does need to do more than that to beat Vokoun.
-Vokoun starts wailing on Metal with rights and lefts. Vokoun then grabs Metal and walks him to the announcer's table. Vokoun body slams Metal on the Spanish Announcer's table and then climbs on the apron. He gives a two step THEN FLIES AND CONNECTS WITH THE ELBOW DROP OF THE APRON AND METAL GOES THROUGH THE ANNOUNCER'S TABLE!!!! Vokoun goes for the cover...
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KICKOUT!!!!
Hoss: Metal is taking a crap load of punishment. But he won't give up.
King; Man Gorilla your, lame. Metal is a bad ass mofo who WILL DIE FOR THE HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
Hoss: But Smokin Vokoun will die just to keep it!!! He went through Boiler Room Brawler, Hangman, Amigo and has beaten Metal before. Vokoun can beat anyone at anytime. But so can Metal.
-Vokoun picks up Metal and throws him in the ring. He then goes under the ring and picks up a steel chair and a table. Vokoun sets up the table on the outside and slides the chair into the ring. Metal is trying to get up. Vokoun slides into the ring with the steel chair. Vokoun is about to hit him the chair..but Metal gets enough strength to hit THE BIG BOOT TO THE STEEL CHAIR WHICH VOKOUN IN THE FACE!!! Smokie stumbles to the turnbuckle. He is busted wide open.
King: Metal is not gonna give up Gorilla!!! HE WON'T GIVE IN!!!!
-Metal picks up the steel chair in the ring. He whacks Vokoun super hard several times. He pulls Smokie out of the corner and drops the chair. Metal then grabs Vokoun AND HITS THE DOUBLE BASS DDT ON THE CHAIR!!!! Metal goes for the cover...
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KICKOUT!!!!!
-Metal again jaws with the ref. But he then leaves the chair on the ring. Metal then picks up Vokoun again and hits THE BRAIN BUSTER ON THE STEEL CHAIR.Metal goes for the cover again.
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KICKOUT!!!!
Hoss: Metal is finding out once again that it may be easy to beat up Smokin Vokoun...but putting him away is another story. That's two moves on top of that steel chair and Metal can't put Vokoun away!!!!
-Metal then notices the table on the outside and signals to the crowd what he's gonna do. He picks up Vokoun and throws him to the turnbuckle. Metal climbs the top rope and tries for a Blastbeat Bomb.....
King: Metal wants to hit that Blastbeat and put Vokoun through that table. If he hit's that it's over!!!!!
-Metal tries to hook Vokoun but Vokoun is fighting it on top. Vokoun grabs Metal and flies WITH A SMOKE BOMB OFF THE TOP ROPE, TO THE FLOOR AND METAL GOES THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!!!! The crowd explodes and Metal looks to be out cold.
Hoss: THAT WAS INCREDIBLE!!! METAL LOOKS LIKE HE'S DEAD!!!!
-Vokoun gets up and screams to the crowd signaling that he's gonna apply the Mandible Claw. As this is going on a few fans in the front row are taking pictures. As Vokoun turns around to face the fans.... A FIRE BALL SHOOTS FROM ONE OF THE "FANS" CAMERA'S....RIGHT INTO SMOKIN VOKOUN'S FACE!!!!!! Vokoun falls to the floor...holding his face, screaming in pain.
Hoss: WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED!!!!? A FAN JUST SHOT A FIREBALL INTO SMOKIN VOKOUN'S FACE!!!!! WHAT THE HELL??!!!!!!!
-Just then the "fan" who is dressed up in a blackhoodie and has a mask on climbs over the railing. He then picks up the steel folding chair that he was sitting on. He lays it on the ground. The Masked Fan then goes to wake up Metal. Metal, gets up....seeing Smokin Vokoun laying on the ground in pain. He goes to pick up Vokoun up. The Masked Fan slides into the ring to watch. Metal grabs Vokoun AND HIT'S ANOTHER DOUBLE BASS DDT. WITH VOKOUN PLANTED FACE FIRST ON THE STEEL CHAIR!!!! The crowd is booing loudly. Metal goes for the cover.....
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The crowd is in stunned silence. The Masked Fan is in the ring, just standing there.
Muffer: Ladies and gentleman...the winner of the match....AND NEEEEEEEWWWWWWW WWCF HARDCORE CHAMPION....METAL!!!!!!!!!!!
King; YES!!! YES!!!! METAL FINALLY DID IT!!!! HE IS A BIG TIME PLAYER!!! HE FINALLY IS THE WWCF HARDCORE CHAMPION!!!!! YES!!!!!!!
Hoss: THAT WAS TOTALLY DISGUSTING. METAL BETTER GIVE HALF THAT BELT TO THAT MASKED FAN!!!!! BECAUSE SMOKIN VOKOUN WAS SCREWED OVER!!!!
King: Oh quit your whining. WE HAVE A NEW HARDCORE CHAMPION!!!!
-Metal celebrates with the Hardcore championship belt. He glares at the Masked Fan who is standing in the ring. Metal leaves the ring side area to a chorus of loud boos.
-Mean while Smokin Vokoun. Starts to get up. He's scarred from the burns and it is bloody. He stands up straight. Realizing what just happened. He looks up and stares at the masked fan. He starts screaming at him and gets back into the ring.
Hoss: Whoever this "Fan" is....he's gonna wish that he didn't screw Smokin Vokoun...over the one thing that meant to him!!! I'd better find a place to hide!!!! KILL HIM SMOKEY!!!!!!
-Vokoun rushes into the ring and starts wailing on the Masked Fan. The Masked Fan is trying to stop Vokoun...but Smokin Vokoun is in a blind rage. Vokoun then goes to rip off the hoodie and the mask and it is.......
RYAN STARSHINE!!!!!!!!!!
Hoss:WHAT?!!!!! RYAN STARSHINE!!!!!???WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING HERE!!!! I THOUGHT HE WAS FIRED!!!!!!
-The crowd at first pops huge at the sight of Ryan Starshine....but then it turns to hostile boos. Smokin Vokoun at first is stunned...but then starts to slowly walk towards him. Vokoun picks up the steel chair that was in the ring. Ryan Starshine...backs off and begs off. BUT STARSHINE HITS VOKOUN WITH A LOW BLOW!!!!. Vokoun goes down and drops the chair. Starshine, then goes and smashes Vokoun on the forehead several times with chair shots. Vokoun is in a complete daze. Starshine, taunts to the crowd screaming
"SO..... IS THIS YOUR HERO?!!!!! IS THIS THE PIECE TRASH THAT YOU MORONS LOVE?!!!!! HUH!!!? WELL YOU ALL DESERVE GARBAGE!!!!!!
King: I have to admit...I like seeing this... but frankly I'm confused. Why is Ryan Starshine attacking Smokin Vokoun?
Hoss; I'm speechless right now. Starshine just cost Vokoun of the hardcore title!!!! Starshine could rot in hell for all I care!!!!
-After a few shots. Starshine picks up Vokoun. Drops the steel chair AND HE HITS SMOKIN VOKOUN WITH THE PEDIGREE ON THE STEEL CHAIR!!!!! He goes to taunt the crowd again and he picks up Vokoun again...AND HE HITS THE PEDIGREE AGAIN ON THE STEEL CHAIR!!!! AND AGAIN!!!! AND AGAIN!!!!! After FOUR pedigrees on the steel chair...Smokin Vokoun is out cold!!! Ryan Starshine, leaves the ring to MASSIVE HEAT AND PEOPLE THROWING GARBAGE AT HIM!!!!
Hoss: Smokin VOkoun is out cold King. Somebody get a stretcher. RYAN STARSHINE LOST ALL RESPECT FROM ME!!!!! GO TO HELL YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!!
-While Starshine walks out of the arena. Paramedics come out with a stretcher. The crowd is in stunned silence as Smokin Vokoun is being carried out of a stretcher. Vokoun gives a weak thumbs up sign...but that it.
Hoss: Folks...I've never seen Smokin Vokoun in this way. But if I know Smokin VOkoun...like I think I do. Then he's gonna come back. But, why did Ryan Starshine attack Smokin Vokoun?
*He’s Back(The Man Behind The Mask)*
Hoss - Welcome to WWCF Night of the Wrestling Zombies 2010! For the third year in a row, we celebrate Halloween the only way we know how!
King - Gorilla, I am pumped! Jackson V. BRB, Chamber of Horrors, for the WWCF World Heavyweight Championship!
Hoss - Indeed, there’s a lot of history there, whether BRB remembers it or not! This should prove to be a monumental encounter!
King - We also have the finals of the World Tag Team title tournament, Dread Pirate Mulligan and The General of the Monkey Army V. Johnny Stone and Ryan Blood!
Hoss - After nearly two months of the titles being vacant, we will crown undisputed Champions here tonight!
King - Not to mention the other big matches on tap!
Hoss - Absolutely! And what better way to kick things off than with the first of our four Championship matches!
WWCF Inter-Forum Championship: Whitey Fats V. Dave Von Halen
Michael Muffer: The following match is for the WWCF Inter Forum Championship! First, the challenger: from Los Angeles, California, weighing 235 pounds: Dave Von Halen!!
* “Saints of Los Angeles” by Motley Crue plays and strobe lights and fireworks light up the stage as Dave comes out with Alexa Anderson on his arm. He’s got his guitar in one hand and his Money in the Bank briefcase in the other. They walk down to the ring, with Alexa going to hold the ropes so Dave can slip through. He stands in the center holding both his ax and his case high over his head while Alexa poses beside him.*
“Gorilla” Tim Hoss: A big match for the former WWCF Chairman. The chance to win singles gold on the same night his former tag team partner in The Metal Express, uh, Metal, will be competing for the Hardcore belt against Smokin Vokoun.
MM: And his opponent, from Starke, Florida, weighing 280 pounds: the current Inter Forum Champion: Whitey Fats!!!!!!
* Old classy Southern music plays as Whitey walks out to the stage and poses arrogantly with the IF belt around his waist. He swaggers down to the ring and enters, glaring derisively at both Dave and Alexa.*
Jesse King: There’s more to this match than just the Inter Forum belt, Gorilla. Remember, Dave’s valet, Alexa Anderson, used to be Whitey Fats’s girlfriend!
TH: I think at this point Whitey cares more about the title than anything else, Jesse; considering what he went through to finally get it.
*Referee Will Alphonzo takes the belt from Whitey Fats and holds it up before handing it off to the time keeper. He gets both men in the middle of the ring to give instructions, then calls for the bell. WF charges forward and immediately starts hammering Dave with rights and lefts, knocking him back towards his corner. Whitey grabs his arm and whips Von Halen into the ringpost and follows that up with a body avalanche. He starts punching and kicking at Dave, forcing him to sag down, refusing to let up until Alphonzo starts counting him out. He walks away and to calm down while Dave slowly gets to his feet.*
TH: starting this off with a brutal series of punches and kicks. The man may dress in fancy silk suits and call himself the Wrestling Messiah, but he’s an old school brawler at heart.
*Dave Von Halen comes out from the corner and the two square off. Whitey lunges forward again but this time Dave catches him in a drop toe hold that gets him on the mat. He tries to grab Whitey’s leg for a Boston Crab but Whitey kicks him off and scrambles for the ropes. As he rises Dave grabs his arm to try and whip him into the far ropes, but WF reverses it. Dave caroms off the ropes and Whitey lowers his head for a back body drop, but DVH is able to stop himself and slide down to hit Fats in the chops with an uppercut. Whitey staggers back and Dave follows, punching and kneeing him until he’s against the ropes. The IF Champion drops down and rolls to the outside to recover.*
TH: A nice comeback from Dave Von Halen.
JK: Maybe, but the former tag team champion is tempting fate if he keeps trying to stand toe to toe with Whitey. The man’s got forty pounds on him.
*As Whitey stays on the outside to clear the cobwebs Dave slips between the ropes and stalks the apron. He leaps down to try to crown WF with a double ax handle but Fats steps out of the way sending Von Halen sprawling. Ref Alphonzo starts to count out both men: One! Two! Whitey goes over and begins kicking and stomping on Dave. Three! He pulls DVH up and rams him bodily into the barricade! Four! He dumps him over the wall and into the ringside seats. Five! Whitey then heads back into the ring and rolls inside. Six! Seven!
TH: Whitey Fats trying to win this match by count out.
JK: So? A win is a win, Gorilla!
*Eight! Dave scrambles over he barricade and limps towards the ring. Nine! Te-!He slides in, just beating the count! Whitey glares and marches over and picks Dave up off the canvass and body slams him back down. He goes for the cover: One! Dave gets a foot on the ropes. Pulling him away from the ropes Whitey gets Von Halen in a headlock and drags him towards the middle of the ring, where he plants him headfirst with a DDT. Again he goes for a pin: One! Two! Dave raises a shoulder. After pounding the mat in frustration WF pulls Dave up again and lifts him onto his shoulder and marches towards the corner to try a snake eyes. Dave wriggles free and goes low, chop blocking Whitey. The IF champ pitches forward and crashes headfirst into the second turnbuckle.*
TH: A desperate gambit that has paid off for Dave Von Halen. But can he capitalize?
JK: He better. There’s no way he continue to take the kind of beating the champ is laying on him.
*Dave struggles to his feet and goes after WF. He bends down and locks a full nelson onto Fats, slowly dragging him to his feet. Fats struggles to get free from the smaller man’s grip, turning around and ramming him repeatedly into the ring post, but Dave holds on. He manages to spin Fats so he’s facing the corner, then pitches forward so WF crashes headfirst into the top turnbuckle!*
TH: A full nelson slam into the turnbuckle!
JK: That’s got to hurt, Gorilla! Especially after the earlier turnbuckle shot Whitey took.
*Dave rolls Whitey over to go for the pin. Alphonzo drops down to make the count, but notices that Whitey’s leg is under the ropes and points it out to Dave. Von Halen rises and slowly pulls Fats towards the middle of the ring and goes down for another pin attempt. One! Whitey gets an arm up. Dave sits Whitey up and puts him in a chin lock from behind. The bigger man struggles, slowly getting to his feet. Finally he pries Dave’s arms apart and spins around to give him a headbutt. He positions Dave for a suplex and hits it. WF goes for a cover. One! Dave kicks out. Whitey starts punching Dave in the head with a closed fist until the ref grabs him. He shrugs Alphonzo off of him and runs the ropes, hitting a knee drop right into DVH’s gut. He hooks the leg and goes for a pin. One! Two! Dave kicks out again!
TH: Dave Von Halen is showing incredible intestinal fortitude by surviving this brutal assault from Whitey Fats.
JK: You’re right there, Gorilla. If a 280 pound man dropped a knee on my stomach I’d be puking up breakfast from last week!
*Fats stares at Dave in disbelief. He grinds an elbow into his face, then stands and kicks at him. While Dave is still down he goes over to the closest ringpost and begins to mount it. He positions himself on the top and jumps, going for a flying knee drop-*
TH: Whitey Fats is going to try and finish this match right here, right now!
JK: There’s no way Dave will survive a knee drop from the top rope from the champ.
*Dave rolls out of the way, and Whitey crashes to the mat hard! He flops around violently clutching his knee.*
TH: He missed! Whitey Fats missed!!
JK: This is the opportunity Dave Von Halen needed to get back in this match!
*Dave slowly gets to his feet and walks over to the downed Inter Forum champ. He grabs his injured leg and raises it before slamming it onto the ground knee first! He does it again, this time planting his foot on the back of Fats’s knee for extra weight. He starts kicking at WF’s leg and then grabs it. Stepping over his opponent, Dave executes a single leg Boston Crab, torquing Fats’s knee. Whitey begins to holler in pain, pounding at the mat in frustration but shaking his head no when asked by referee Will Alphonzo if he quits.*
TH: This could be it! Dave Von Halen has got Whitey trapped in the middle of the ring in that Boston Crab.
JK: Its perfectly applied too, Gorilla. He’s putting maximum pressure on Whitey Fats’s already injured knee. The pain has to be unbearable.
TH: Dave Von Halen has a strong chance of becoming the new Inter Forum Champion right here, right now!
*Von Halen bangs his head as he cinches up the Boston Crab, bending Whitey’s knee even more. Whitey bites down on his own thumb to distract himself from the pain. Slowly, he begins to slide towards the ropes across from the announcing table. The crowd begins to boo as he inches closer and closer with DVH still holding on. He gets within lunging distance of the ropes. Suddenly Alexa appears on the outside. She starts talking smack to her old beau, and when he reaches out for the rope break, she grabs it and pulls it out of reach. Referee Alphonzo catches her and orders her back, causing Dave to turn and see what the commotion is. With a desperate burst of energy Whitey stretches forward and grabs the ropes!*
TH: Despite Alexa’s and Dave’s best efforts, Whitey Fats has broken the hold! This match isn’t over yet!
JK: It should be! Dave should be disqualified for Alexa’s interference!
TH: Referee Will Alphonzo disagrees, King.
*Referee Will Alphonzo orders Dave to release Whitey, and begins to count him out when he shakes his head. Finally, reluctantly, he lets go, allowing Whitey to wiggle free. He clutches his leg, looks at Dave, and then rolls out of the ring to fall onto the mat, landing on the floor with a thud.*
TH: Whitey Fats has escaped the ring again. Trying to buy time to lick his wounds?
JK: I don’t think so, Gorilla. Look!
*Whitey remains on the ground, unmoving, as both Will Alphonzo and Dave Von Halen shout down from the ring for his attention. Finally the ref begins to count him out. One! Two!*
TH: Sonuva-! Whitey Fats is trying to get himself counted out, knowing if he is, he’ll remain Inter Forum Champion.
JK: You don’t know that, Gorilla! The man could be legitimately hurt!
*Dave tries to get Alphonzo to stop the count, but he does not comply. Three! Dave tugs on his own hair in frustration and finally bails, rolling out of the ring. Four! He grabs Whitey under the arms and tries lifting him to his feet, but the bigger man sags in his grasp. Five! He tries again, dragging him over to the ring apron. Six! Whitey continues to sand bag Dave, making it impossible to get him up on the apron. Seven! Alexa kicks off her heels and runs over to grab Whitey’s leg and lift him. Eight! Whitey kicks her off, sending her falling to the mat. Nine! With herculean effort Dave finally picks Whitey up enough to rolls him inside and gets on the apron itself. He vaults over the ropes just as Whitey springs to his feet and hits him in the mush with a forearm shiv. He bends Dave over for a powerbomb and lifts him up, only to have his knee buckle! Dave slips behind Whitey and takes hold of his arms, pulling them back so they are around WF’s neck. Then he drops back and rams his knees into Fats’s kidneys for the Encore! He rolls Fats over and goes for the pin. One! Two! Three! Whitey kicks out just as Alphonzo calls for the bell!
Michael Muffer: Here is your new Inter Forum Champion: DAVE VON HALEN!!
* “Saints of Los Angeles” plays from the speakers as Dave’s hand is raised in victory.*
JK: I don’t believe it! The Wrestling Messiah has been toppled in his first defense of the Inter Forum Belt!
TH: Well, you shouldn’t be so surprised, Jesse. The man bought his way into the title hunt, and used Boiler Room Brawler as a stooge to help him win it. Its not like he earned the belt fair and square.
*Whitey Fats grabs referee Will Alpnonzo and begins arguing with him, pantomiming that the count was fast. Then he points at Alexa as she enters the ring to celebrate with Dave as the time keeper brings him his suitcase, his guitar, and the Inter Forum Belt.*
JK: Who are you to say Whitey Fats didn’t deserve to be Inter Forum champion?
TH: Just look at the facts, Jesse-
*Dave has Alexa put the belt around his waist and he climbs the nearest turnbuckle, banging his head and throwing up devil horns to the crowd as they cheer.*
JK: The fact is Whitey won his match to be Number One Contender, and he won his match at Gookermania to be Inter Forum Champion. If he’s an undeserving champion then so is Dave Von Halen, who had outside help in his match tonight!
TH: Its a matter of degree, King.
JK: Baloney! Its a matter of you and the rest of the WWCF Galaxy playing favorites. If I was Whitey Fats I’d be calling my lawyers and filing a protest to get the results of this match overturned! At the very least he should be entitled to a rematch for the title.
TH: We’ll have to see if the Wrestling Messiah feels the same way you do. Tonight, though, belongs to Dave Von Halen, the new Inter Forum champion.
Masquerade Costume Battle Royal
Muffer - Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the over-the-top-rope Masquerade Costume battle royal!
Hoss - I’m excited about this one, Jess! It’s a WWCF Halloween tradition, the annual costume battle royal! The winner will meet the new Inter-Forum Champion Dave Von Halen at In Your Apartment next month.
Monster Mash plays over the speakers as the participants make their way to the ring.
King - Alright, up first is…
Hello Kitty?!
Hello Kitty steps through the curtain, waving to the crowd, who boos and laughs at him(her? it?)
Hoss - Whoever picked that costume is certainly a brave soul.
King - OK, up next…
A ninja! Alright!
A Ninja walks down the ramp, stopping to throw a kick and pose for the crowd.
Hoss - Next up…
The Blue Blazer!
The Blue Blazer makes his way down the aisle. A few scattered boos are heard, but for the most part, the reaction is positive.
King - Who’ve we got next?
The Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man walks out. The fans begin singing the theme from Ghostbusters.
Hoss - Alright, up next…
A Platypus waddles towards the ring. The crowd is torn between booing, cheering, and laughing their asses off.
King - Hmmm….
Out next is…
Hoss - I don’t believe it!
A man wearing a detective’s outfit and a wwcfshop.com Aaron Enigma mask walks out to a mixed reaction.
King - That takes balls, Gorilla, I’ll say that much.
Hoss - Yes well, we still have one more entrant…
A ninja wearing an orange mask rolls through the curtain, flips to his feet, and throws a kick, before entering the ring.
King - Another ninja?
Hoss - You can never have too many ninjas, Jess!
King - True. Now c’mon, let’s get this underway!
The bell rings.
Hello Kitty and the platypus start talking trash to each other, then Kitty slaps the platypus! The two begin trading slaps, while The Blue Blazer goes after the Staypuft Marshmallow Man. The two ninjas stare each other down, before deciding to team up and go after Aaron Enigma!
Hoss - In the early going, it looks like the ninjas have formed an alliance.
King - That’s bad news for the other five guys, Gorilla! One ninja attacking you is bad enough, two is a nightmare!
The ninja kicks Aaron, then the orange masked ninja throws some chops! In the corner, the Staypuft Marshmallow Man turns the tide on the Blazer and rams his body into him! Blazer slumps down, and SMM backs up! He charges, but Blazer moves! SSM hit’s the turnbuckles hard, but Blazer is unable to get him out!
Hoss - Blazer’s not gonna be able to get him out on his own!
The ninja roundhouse kick’s Aaron, while Kitty and the platypus continue to trade slaps. The ninja holds Aaron and the orange masked ninja charges, but Aaron moves! The orange masked ninja kicks the ninja, knocking him over the top rope!
King - Of course. The only person who could eliminate a ninja is another ninja!
Aaron hammers the orange masked ninja with punches and elbows, but the ninja fights back! He kicks Aaron back, then goes for a jump kick, but Aaron ducks! The orange masked ninja gets caught in the ropes and Aaron shoves him over to the floor!
Hoss - Unbelievable! The two ninjas are the first ones gone!
King - Well, ninjas are overrated anyway!
Kitty knocks the platypus to the mat! The platypus flops around, unable to get up!
Hoss - Platypus down!
King - He’s fallen and he can’t get up!
Kitty runs at the Blazer and knocks him to the mat, then leaps at the Staypuft Marshmallow Man, only for SSM to catch him in his arms! Kitty lets out a meow of pure terror, but SSM trips over the platypus and drops Kitty! With the Marshmallow Man off balance, Aaron and Blazer charge him and topple him over the top rope!
Hoss - Wow! Another heavy favorite eliminated!
King - “Heavy” favorite, Gorilla?
Hoss - …It was right there!
Aaron and Blazer trade punches, as the platypus struggles to get up. Hello Kitty tries to sneak up on the Blazer, who deflects him with his cape, then tosses him over the top rope!
King - And good riddance to the most ridiculous costume in the match!
Aaron and Blazer circle each other, the platypus still struggling on the mat. Aaron shoves Blazer, who shoves Aaron back! Aaron throws a punch, but Blazer blocks it and tears into Enigma, suplexing him, then proceeding to ruthlessly stomp him!
Hoss - The Blue Blazer is ripping right into Aaron Enigma!
King - It’s almost like this goes beyond the match itself!
Blazer picks Aaron up and carries him towards the ropes, but Aaron rakes his eyes and rips his mask off!
King - He’s unmasked! Who is it?!
Blazer spins around, revealing…
VIVA LOS BIO DOME!!!
Hoss - Oh man! No wonder he was so hellbent on destroying the Enigma impostor!
Incensed, Viva charges Aaron, who catches him! The two tussle near the ropes, neither going over! Viva hammers Aaron with punches, Aaron tries to defend, but falls off balance! The weight shift causes both men to tumble over!
Hoss - Both Viva and Aaron have gone out!
The bell rings as the platypus still flops around on the mat!
Hoss - The platypus has just earned an Inter-Forum Championship match!
King - I don’t think he earned it so much as he benefited from being in the right place at the right time.
Muffer - Ladies and gentlemen, the platypus has won the match!
The crowd is sitting in shocked silence as the other competitors return to the ring.
Muffer - The participants will now unmask, one at a time, beginning with the ninja!
The ninja steps forward, throws a kick, then removes his mask, revealing…
Muffer - Dread Pirate Mulligan!
King - Wait, the pirate was a ninja?! How the hell did he not win?!
The orange masked ninja then removes his mask to reveal…
Muffer - LITTLE NAITCH!!!
Hoss - Well, the former World Champion has been trying to pursue the Grand Slam, but it didn’t pan out for him tonight.
The StayPuft Marshmallow Man unmasks…
Muffer - RYAN BLOOD!
King - Huh, interesting. This match always brings in a few rookies looking to move up the ranks and tonight is no different!
The crowd boos as Hello Kitty steps forward, waving to the fans.
King - I wanna know who the hell this idiot is!
Kitty unmasks…
King - …..
Hoss falls out of his chair laughing.
Muffer - EVIL M!!!
The crowd laughs at M, showering him with boos as the Champion of Honor storms off, obviously embarrassed.
Hoss - So Jess-
King - Don’t say a damn word, Gorilla.
Aaron Enigma steps forward, as Viva stares daggers through him.
King - Whoever this guy is, I’ll give him credit. Considering the way Aaron was forced to leave the company, this was a ballsy move.
Aaron unmasks…
Muffer - JAZZMAN!!!
Hoss - Whoa! Jazzman is another man who has history with Aaron Enigma, so one has to wonder whether this was a tribute or not.
The platypus is still on the mat, struggling to get to his feet.
King - Alright, who’s the luckiest guy in the WWCF right now? Who’s facing Von Halen at In Your Apartment?!
Referee John Creed helps the platypus up. He slowly removes his mask…
Hoss - ….What?!
King - ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!!
The other competitors, especially Little Naitch, are in disbelief!
Muffer - Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the Masquerade Costume Battle Royal, and the number one contender for the Inter-Forum Championship…
THE SAM!!!
King - I can’t believe this!! The Sam has won this thing!!
Naitch walks over and raises his manager’s arm, as the other competitors look on in either disbelief or anger.
Hoss - This has to be the most shocking match we’ve ever had here in WWCF!
King - The Sam won the battle royal. WHAT?!
The Southwest Connection V. Pride and Story
MICHAEL MUFFER: This tag team match is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!
*"New Blackjacks Theme" hits*
MICHAEL MUFFER: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 480 lbs and being accompanied by The Sam...they are the team of Tyfo and Little Naitch, The Southwest Connection!
*All three men appear at the top amidst flickering lights and a big fireball before walking down to the ring, The Sam talking non-stop to his clients*
TIM HOSS: The Sam certainly not at a loss for words tonight!
JESSE KING: Has he ever been? And tonight he wants a win more than usual, you gotta figure.
TIM HOSS: That's right, King. The Sam is determined to secure another WWCF World Championship for Little Naitch at the end of the year, and has said that if he fails he will retire as a manager for good, and that he means it! And any time Naitch loses, in singles competition or tag team action, it hurts The Sam's case that he deserves a title shot. Naitch needs to get on a winning streak and he's got just a little over two months to do it.
*As the SWC gets into the ring, Tyfo climbs to the top rope and gives the Longhorn salute. Naitch takes off his robe and stretches against the ropes, still getting advice from The Sam. The music stops and the lights go out*
MICHAEL MUFFER: And their opponents...
"You know that time in your life,
That single moment that defines exactly who you are?
Well that only stings for a second..."
*"Smoke 'Em If You Got 'Em" by Parkway Drive hits as pyro lights up the Parts Unknown Arena and Colt is revealed on the ramp with his arm stretched up and pointing at the sky. After holding this pose for several moments, Colt drops his arm, but rather than heading for the ring as usual, he points to the back...just as "Trombone Shorty" hits and Jazzman walks out. Colt and Jazzman head down to the ring together, Jazzman pausing on the way to give his fedora to an enthusiastic kid*
MICHAEL MUFFER: ...weighing in at a combined 483 lbs, they are the team of Colt and Jazzman: Pride and Story!
*Jazzman and Colt slide into the ring and remove their coats and hats, Colt climbing the ropes and pointing at the sky while Jazzman does the same in another corner and points at the crowd. Then they jump down and this contest is underway*
The Southwest Connection vs. Pride and Story
*Naitch and Jazzman start things out. Jazzman throws a kick at Naitch, who jumps back just in time to avoid it, then thumbs Jazzman in the eye!*
JESSE KING: One of the great equalizers!
*Naitch takes advantage with stiff chops to Jazzman's chest, the crowd chiming in with a big "WOOOO!" each time. The Sam applauds from ringside. Naitch slams Jazzman down and drops a knee on him. Cover by Naitch*
One!
Two!
Kickout!
*Naitch tags in Tyfo, who enters the ring with a double axe handle off the top to Jazzman's back, knocking him down! Tyfo picks Jazzman up and takes him into the corner to drop him onto the turnbuckle for the Snake Eyes, but Jazzman is able to slide off and shove Tyfo into the turnbuckles! Tyfo is staggered and turns around into a flurry of stiff kicks from Jazzman, who takes several steps back to get some momentum and then runs forward to deliver a Yakuza kick as the coup de grace...but Tyfo moves at the last second, causing Jazzman's leg to get hung up on the top rope! Tyfo delivers a big lariat to Jazzman's neck and throws him down hard! He drags Jazzman to the SWC corner before tagging Naitch back in*
TIM HOSS: Looks like the Southwest Connection have decided to isolate Jazzman!
JESSE KING: If Jazzman doesn't manage to tag Colt, he'll get a night's pay for just standing on the apron and contemplating his navel! Nice work if you can get it.
*Naitch picks Jazzman up and delivers a crushing back suplex, followed by an elbow drop. Naitch attempts to lock on the Figure Four, but Jazzman realizes what's happening in time to lunge for the ropes and grab them! Naitch kicks Jazzman and pulls him away before tagging Tyfo back in. Tyfo picks Jazzman up and then puts him back down none too gently with a running bulldog! Tyfo locks on a sleeperhold...Jazzman struggles, but those struggles gradually get slower and slower and then stop altogether. The ref checks on him*
Lifts arm--arm drops once.
Lifts arms--arm drops twice.
Lifts arm--ARM STAYS UP!
TIM HOSS: It looks like Jazzman has got something left!
*Through sheer force of will, Jazzman gets to his feet and is able to reach behind Tyfo's head and bring it down onto his own for a jawbreaker, forcing Tyfo to break the hold! Jazzman slumps to the mat and starts crawling over to Colt, whose hand is outstretched! The Sam is yelling at Tyfo to stop him--and Tyfo manages to pull Jazzman away just as his fingers were CENTIMETERS away from Colt's!*
JESSE KING: Close one for Naitch and Tyfo!
*Tyfo sets up for the Twist of Fate, but Jazzman shoves him into the ropes before he can execute it! Jazzman grabs Tyfo and slams him down onto his knee with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Jazzman German suplexes Tyfo towards Colt and again goes to tag in his partner*
TIM HOSS: Smart move by Jazzman to suplex Tyfo over there, where he can't easily tag in Naitch.
*Jazzman has almost gotten in reach of Colt when Tyfo suddenly jumps up and knees him in the stomach! Jazzman doubles over, and Tyfo takes advantage by whipping him back into the SWC corner! Tyfo follows him in with a clothesline and tag in Naitch. Naitch with more chops, lighting up Jazzman's chest! Naitch picks Jazzman up and bodyslams him down, and then locks on the Figure Four!*
JESSE KING: The Figure Four! This could be it!
TIM HOSS: That it could, King. Jazzman is in dire straits here!
*Jazzman cries out in pain and struggles, but it's no good! He tries to turn over and reverse the hold...almost does, but Naitch applies more pressure and Jazzman falls back to the mat with an agonized groan! Jazzman seems about to tap...but then somehow, he manages to flip over onto his front! Naitch, feeling the pain from the reversed hold, flails about and grabs the ropes, managing to get the break. Both men slowly get to their feet, Naitch up first, whips Jazzman to the ropes and gets ready for a backdrop--but Jazzman is able to halt his momentum and pick Naitch up for a reverse bodyslam! Jazzman goes for the tag again, Naitch up in time to see that Jazzman is too close for him to stop and goes to tag in Tyfo...Colt is tagged in! Naitch is almost in reach of Tyfo when Colt grabs him and takes him over with a German suplex!*
TIM HOSS: Looks like the shoe's on the other foot now, with Naitch being isolated from his partner.
*Colt bounces off the ropes and nails Naitch, who has brought himself up to a knee, with a Shining Wizard, sending him back down! Cover by Colt*
One!
Two!
Kickout!
*Colt backs up and waits for Naitch to rise again...as soon as he does, Colt rocks him with a Million Dollar Knee Lift, sending Naitch crashing to the mat! Naitch back up, just in time to get hit with a running neckbreaker! Colt climbs to the top rope to hit the flying forearm...The Sam whispers something to Tyfo, and Tyfo gives one of the ropes a shake, causing Colt to lose his balance and get crotched on the turnbuckle! Colt grimaces in pain, as Naitch groggily rises to his feet and tag in Tyfo*
JESSE KING: The Sam proving why he's worth every penny of his paycheck, Gorilla!
TIM HOSS: Not what I would have done, King, but that's moot. The question is whether Tyfo can take advantage now...
*Tyfo is in and superplexes Colt off the top! Cover by Tyfo*
One!
Two!
Shoulder up!
*Tyfo gets back up and hits Colt with a powerslam, and then decides to attempt the Snake Eyes again. Just as he's about to drop Colt onto the turnbuckles, though, Colt is able to wriggle free and, finding himself behind Tyfo, locks on The Final Thought!*
TIM HOSS: The Final Thought! Could this put Tyfo away?
*Tyfo fights like mad to get out of the hold...remembering how close he brought himself and Colt to the turnbuckle before being countered, he exerts enough power to drag himself and Colt to the ropes and manage to grab the top rope, forcing the break!*
TIM HOSS: Good ring awareness by Tyfo there.
JESSE KING: Yeah, but that Final Thought takes a lot out of you! If Colt hits him with something now...
*Colt does just that, by grabbing Tyfo and snap suplexing him into the center of the ring. Colt picks Tyfo up again and brings him up, holds him in the air for several second, and then drops him down for the Story On Page One! Cover*
One!
Two!
Three!
MICHAEL MUFFER: Here are your winners: Pride and Story!
JESSE KING: Oh man, look at The Sam! He looks like he just ate something that was a year past its expiration date!
TIM HOSS: I'm not surprised, since this is another setback for him and Naitch, although Naitch at least didn't get pinned. Regardless, a great opening match between two excellent and accomplished tag teams.
WWCF Hardcore Championship: The Smokin’ Vokoun V. Metal
Michael Muffer: Ladies and gentleman...the following contest...is set for one fall...and its is for...THE WWCF HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!
Ride of Thunder by Metalica plays over the speakers to a chorus of boos.
Muffer: Coming down the isle...from Kent, England..weighing in at 263 pounds....METAL!!!!!
-Metal walks out with a cocky attitude, he holds up his devil horn hand gesture and glares at the crowd.
King: I don't know why, Gorilla...but I just have a feeling it might be Metal's night tonight. He's been on a huge roll as of late. And look at those eyes of determination!!! That's not the look of a man who intends on losing tonight.
Hoss: Absolutely right! Metal is on a roll. But he has to go through one of the most dominant Hardcore Champion in recent memory. And that is a true challenge.
Muffer: And his opponent....
-Sinnerman by Nina Simone plays and the crowd pops HUGE!!!
Muffer: From Chicago,Il....weighing in at 280 pounds...he is the WWCF HARDCORE CHAMPION!!!!! SMOKIN VOKOUN!!!!!!
-Vokoun sprints from the entrance, holding his trademark barbwire bat...screaming at the top of his lungs. Before he gets into the ring, he drop his hardcore belt and slides into the ring...swinging his bat wildly. This causes Metal to leave the ring to avoid getting hit.
King; Well it's Captain Psychopath!! Running around like a big dumb ape.
Hoss: That dumb ape has been the Hardcore Champion for almost six months. No man has held that belt...that long. So this man is on a huge roll himself.
-The bell rings as Smokin Vokoun jumps out of the ring. He chases Metal all around the ring with the barbwire bat. The two run around for a few laps, then Metal slides into the ring...waits for Vokoun to follow him. And drops a few elbows on Vokouns head. This stuns Vokoun as Metal grabs Vokoun's bat and starts hitting Vokoun's back with it. Metal drops the bat, picks up Vokoun and Irish whips him to the corner. Metal charges him, but Vokoun misses. Vokoun then throws some heavy rights and lefts. Vokoun then grabs Metal's head and smashes it on the corner ten times, with the crowd chanting along. Metal walks out of the corner dazed. Vokoun then hits a drop toe hold...AND METAL HITS THE BARBWIRE BAT FACE FIRST!!!! Metal is holding his face and is bleeding.
King: OH NO!!! NOT METAL'S BEAUTIFUL FACE!!!
Hoss: Oh come on Jesse...it's not that pretty. It's probably an improvement.
-Vokoun then grabs Metal's head and starts pounding on the blood wound. He starts biting the wound and Vokoun spits out the blood. Vokoun gets up and screams to the crowd. Vokoun then waits for Metal to pull himself up by using the ropes. When Metal gets up, Vokoun charges and hits a Hangman Clothesline...knocking both men out of the ring.
-Vokoun looks under the ring and grabs a YIELD SIGN. Vokoun whacks Metal over the head with it three times...with Metal going down on the third whack. Vokoun then takes the sign and smashes it on Metal's ribs. Metal is starting to cough. Vokoun picks up Metal once again and throws him into the steel steps. Vokoun then picks up the steel steps and smashes the steps on Metal's ribs. Metal is now coughing up blood.
Hoss: That's not a good sign for Metal. It's never good when your bleeding internally.
King: Yeah...right now.I'm worried about Metal's well being.
-Vokoun rips up the protective padding on the floor...revealing the concrete. Vokoun then grabs Metal..picks him up on his back and HIT'S A SAMOAN DROP ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!!! Vokoun goes for a cover...
1
2
KICKOUT!!!
-Vokoun yells at the ref to count faster. Vokoun then grabs Metal again, and then goes for a pulling piledriver. But Metal back body drops out of it. Vokoun is down. But Metal is trying to crawl to get a breather. Metal crawls to the steel post and tries to pull himself up...Vokoun gets up..see's Metal and charges at him. But Metal moves out of the way and Vokoun hits, head first on the steel post. Vokoun goes down and Metal gets up and taunts the crowd.
King: HAHAHAA!!!! How many times has Vokoun fallen for that? I tell you. He may be a tough SOB...but Smokin Vokoun can be dumber than a box of hammers.
Hoss: Please..keep on going with stupid cliches about stupidness.
-Metal goes under the ring and gets a trashcan. Metal picks up Vokoun, buts the Trashcan on Smokie's head. Metal then grabs a steel chair and whacks Vokoun with it, several times. Metal then removes the can off Vokoun and hits the can over Smokie's head several more times. Vokoun falls over. Metal goes for the cover.....
1
2
KICKOUT!!!
Hoss: Vokoun has got to be seeing stars after that assault!!!!
-Vokoun is dazed on the ground and Metal pulls more of the protective matting off. Metal then picks up Vokoun, grabs him...AND HIT'S THE HOLY DRIVER PILE DRIVER ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!!!! Metal goes for the cover again....
1
2
KICKOUT!!!!
-Metal is getting more frustrated. He then gets up and gets in the refs face about it. Vokoun is starting to get up as Metal is continuing to jaw with the referee. Just then Metal,turns around and Vokoun grabs him AND HITS A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!!! Vokoun goes for the cover...
1
2
KICKOUT!!!
Hoss: Just when you think you got Vokoun down...it's only the beginning.Vokoun is one of the most resilient superstars in this company.
King: Metal does need to do more than that to beat Vokoun.
-Vokoun starts wailing on Metal with rights and lefts. Vokoun then grabs Metal and walks him to the announcer's table. Vokoun body slams Metal on the Spanish Announcer's table and then climbs on the apron. He gives a two step THEN FLIES AND CONNECTS WITH THE ELBOW DROP OF THE APRON AND METAL GOES THROUGH THE ANNOUNCER'S TABLE!!!! Vokoun goes for the cover...
1
2
KICKOUT!!!!
Hoss: Metal is taking a crap load of punishment. But he won't give up.
King; Man Gorilla your, lame. Metal is a bad ass mofo who WILL DIE FOR THE HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
Hoss: But Smokin Vokoun will die just to keep it!!! He went through Boiler Room Brawler, Hangman, Amigo and has beaten Metal before. Vokoun can beat anyone at anytime. But so can Metal.
-Vokoun picks up Metal and throws him in the ring. He then goes under the ring and picks up a steel chair and a table. Vokoun sets up the table on the outside and slides the chair into the ring. Metal is trying to get up. Vokoun slides into the ring with the steel chair. Vokoun is about to hit him the chair..but Metal gets enough strength to hit THE BIG BOOT TO THE STEEL CHAIR WHICH VOKOUN IN THE FACE!!! Smokie stumbles to the turnbuckle. He is busted wide open.
King: Metal is not gonna give up Gorilla!!! HE WON'T GIVE IN!!!!
-Metal picks up the steel chair in the ring. He whacks Vokoun super hard several times. He pulls Smokie out of the corner and drops the chair. Metal then grabs Vokoun AND HITS THE DOUBLE BASS DDT ON THE CHAIR!!!! Metal goes for the cover...
1
2
KICKOUT!!!!!
-Metal again jaws with the ref. But he then leaves the chair on the ring. Metal then picks up Vokoun again and hits THE BRAIN BUSTER ON THE STEEL CHAIR.Metal goes for the cover again.
1
2
KICKOUT!!!!
Hoss: Metal is finding out once again that it may be easy to beat up Smokin Vokoun...but putting him away is another story. That's two moves on top of that steel chair and Metal can't put Vokoun away!!!!
-Metal then notices the table on the outside and signals to the crowd what he's gonna do. He picks up Vokoun and throws him to the turnbuckle. Metal climbs the top rope and tries for a Blastbeat Bomb.....
King: Metal wants to hit that Blastbeat and put Vokoun through that table. If he hit's that it's over!!!!!
-Metal tries to hook Vokoun but Vokoun is fighting it on top. Vokoun grabs Metal and flies WITH A SMOKE BOMB OFF THE TOP ROPE, TO THE FLOOR AND METAL GOES THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!!!! The crowd explodes and Metal looks to be out cold.
Hoss: THAT WAS INCREDIBLE!!! METAL LOOKS LIKE HE'S DEAD!!!!
-Vokoun gets up and screams to the crowd signaling that he's gonna apply the Mandible Claw. As this is going on a few fans in the front row are taking pictures. As Vokoun turns around to face the fans.... A FIRE BALL SHOOTS FROM ONE OF THE "FANS" CAMERA'S....RIGHT INTO SMOKIN VOKOUN'S FACE!!!!!! Vokoun falls to the floor...holding his face, screaming in pain.
Hoss: WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED!!!!? A FAN JUST SHOT A FIREBALL INTO SMOKIN VOKOUN'S FACE!!!!! WHAT THE HELL??!!!!!!!
-Just then the "fan" who is dressed up in a blackhoodie and has a mask on climbs over the railing. He then picks up the steel folding chair that he was sitting on. He lays it on the ground. The Masked Fan then goes to wake up Metal. Metal, gets up....seeing Smokin Vokoun laying on the ground in pain. He goes to pick up Vokoun up. The Masked Fan slides into the ring to watch. Metal grabs Vokoun AND HIT'S ANOTHER DOUBLE BASS DDT. WITH VOKOUN PLANTED FACE FIRST ON THE STEEL CHAIR!!!! The crowd is booing loudly. Metal goes for the cover.....
1
2
3!!!!!!!!!
The crowd is in stunned silence. The Masked Fan is in the ring, just standing there.
Muffer: Ladies and gentleman...the winner of the match....AND NEEEEEEEWWWWWWW WWCF HARDCORE CHAMPION....METAL!!!!!!!!!!!
King; YES!!! YES!!!! METAL FINALLY DID IT!!!! HE IS A BIG TIME PLAYER!!! HE FINALLY IS THE WWCF HARDCORE CHAMPION!!!!! YES!!!!!!!
Hoss: THAT WAS TOTALLY DISGUSTING. METAL BETTER GIVE HALF THAT BELT TO THAT MASKED FAN!!!!! BECAUSE SMOKIN VOKOUN WAS SCREWED OVER!!!!
King: Oh quit your whining. WE HAVE A NEW HARDCORE CHAMPION!!!!
-Metal celebrates with the Hardcore championship belt. He glares at the Masked Fan who is standing in the ring. Metal leaves the ring side area to a chorus of loud boos.
-Mean while Smokin Vokoun. Starts to get up. He's scarred from the burns and it is bloody. He stands up straight. Realizing what just happened. He looks up and stares at the masked fan. He starts screaming at him and gets back into the ring.
Hoss: Whoever this "Fan" is....he's gonna wish that he didn't screw Smokin Vokoun...over the one thing that meant to him!!! I'd better find a place to hide!!!! KILL HIM SMOKEY!!!!!!
-Vokoun rushes into the ring and starts wailing on the Masked Fan. The Masked Fan is trying to stop Vokoun...but Smokin Vokoun is in a blind rage. Vokoun then goes to rip off the hoodie and the mask and it is.......
RYAN STARSHINE!!!!!!!!!!
Hoss:WHAT?!!!!! RYAN STARSHINE!!!!!???WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING HERE!!!! I THOUGHT HE WAS FIRED!!!!!!
-The crowd at first pops huge at the sight of Ryan Starshine....but then it turns to hostile boos. Smokin Vokoun at first is stunned...but then starts to slowly walk towards him. Vokoun picks up the steel chair that was in the ring. Ryan Starshine...backs off and begs off. BUT STARSHINE HITS VOKOUN WITH A LOW BLOW!!!!. Vokoun goes down and drops the chair. Starshine, then goes and smashes Vokoun on the forehead several times with chair shots. Vokoun is in a complete daze. Starshine, taunts to the crowd screaming
"SO..... IS THIS YOUR HERO?!!!!! IS THIS THE PIECE TRASH THAT YOU MORONS LOVE?!!!!! HUH!!!? WELL YOU ALL DESERVE GARBAGE!!!!!!
King: I have to admit...I like seeing this... but frankly I'm confused. Why is Ryan Starshine attacking Smokin Vokoun?
Hoss; I'm speechless right now. Starshine just cost Vokoun of the hardcore title!!!! Starshine could rot in hell for all I care!!!!
-After a few shots. Starshine picks up Vokoun. Drops the steel chair AND HE HITS SMOKIN VOKOUN WITH THE PEDIGREE ON THE STEEL CHAIR!!!!! He goes to taunt the crowd again and he picks up Vokoun again...AND HE HITS THE PEDIGREE AGAIN ON THE STEEL CHAIR!!!! AND AGAIN!!!! AND AGAIN!!!!! After FOUR pedigrees on the steel chair...Smokin Vokoun is out cold!!! Ryan Starshine, leaves the ring to MASSIVE HEAT AND PEOPLE THROWING GARBAGE AT HIM!!!!
Hoss: Smokin VOkoun is out cold King. Somebody get a stretcher. RYAN STARSHINE LOST ALL RESPECT FROM ME!!!!! GO TO HELL YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!!
-While Starshine walks out of the arena. Paramedics come out with a stretcher. The crowd is in stunned silence as Smokin Vokoun is being carried out of a stretcher. Vokoun gives a weak thumbs up sign...but that it.
Hoss: Folks...I've never seen Smokin Vokoun in this way. But if I know Smokin VOkoun...like I think I do. Then he's gonna come back. But, why did Ryan Starshine attack Smokin Vokoun?