Monday NiteRaw November 1st, 2010
*Hospital*
Boiler Room Brawler is in a coma, his Storm Maestro mask inexplicably still on, with a nurse tending to him. A doctor walks in.
Doctor: How's he doing, Joy?
Nurse: Still in the coma. Second time in three months?
Doctor: Amazing really. Most men cannot take it even once.
Nurse: You know what else most men cannot take more than once?
Doctor: What?
The Nurse grabs the Doctor's tie and yanks it towards herself.
Nurse: Me.
The Doctor grins and lays the Nurse out on top of BRB and they begin making out. BRB lets out a dazed moan muffled by his Storm Maestro mask, to which the Nurse moans in return.
Doctor: Oh Joy... I can't believe...
Nurse: That we're getting away with this on the same patient again, three months later?
BRB moans again, and the Nurse moans in return again. He makes a far bigger moan, and the Nurse moans even harder as she and the Doctor pick up the action.
BRB: Hey... Doc...
The Doctor and the Nurse yelp and get off BRB in a hurry. The Doctor addresses BRB as he and the Nurse adjust themselves.
Doctor: Mister Brawler, you've come to!
BRB doesn't seem to notice what just happened, and he slowly sits up, when he winces at pain shooting up his back, so he lays back down.
Doctor: Sorry Mister Brawler, you sustained grievous back injuries last week. You really must-
BRB: Wait, so I lost?
Doctor: Yes, Boiler? May I call you Boiler?
BRB: I dunno, just call me BRB.
Doctor: Right. Uh, BRB, you suffered extreme electric shocks to the head last Monday during your match.
BRB: Dammit!
The Doctor and the Nurse are startled by BRB's outburst. The Nurse quietly leaves the Doctor on his own.
BRB: ...Well at least I get a rematch.
Doctor: Why would you get a rematch? You lost...
BRB: Well I was champion, right? I am contractually obligated to get a rematch. Come to think of it I still need to use that Hardcore one too-
Doctor: No, you challenged for the belt and you lost the match. You really must rest, sir.
BRB: No no no, I'm fine, Doc. The Man in Black tried his damnedest but even the electric chair didn't kill me, BRB.
The Doctor scoffs at BRB's last statement.
Doctor: Is that what you call them?
BRB: Huh?
Doctor: Men in Black?
The Doctor scoffs again.
BRB: What? He's the Man in Black. It's not like he's actually a black guy, like DR Jackson.
The Doctor scoffs again, but then he looks confused.
BRB: What?
Doctor: Wait, so you mean the Man in Black, former IF champ, not DR Jackson, your opponent last Monday, the current WWCF World Champion?
BRB: Yeah, he's been tormenting me since last December. Guy dresses in black, uses stage magic, and-wait, what did you just say?
The Doctor grows anxious, visibly sweating.
Doctor: The Man in Black wasn't DR Jackson?
BRB: What do you mean wasn't? And did you just say, "former IF champ," "current WWCF World Champion," and, "my opponent last Monday?"
Doctor: Um... yes-
BRB lunges at the Doctor and grabs his tie, yanking him towards himself.
BRB: You better start making sense Doc.
BRB pauses as the Doctor sweats some more.
BRB: Am I wearing a mask?
The Doctor gives BRB a nervous nod.
BRB: Why?
The Doctor hesitates.
BRB: I can take the electric chair. What can you take?
Doctor: Dammit BRB, I'm a Doctor not a mark! Don't kill me!
BRB shoves the Doctor to the floor, then pulls various tubes out of himself. He then grabs a few hypodermic needles.
BRB: Well Doc, thanks for the info...
BRB squeezes some fluid out of a needle.
BRB: I'll be paying visits to some people. I'll see you later...
BRB leaves, his Storm Maestro mask still on, and with his bare ass exposed in the back of the hospital gown. The Nurse runs in to help the panicking Doctor.
Doctor: I think we need to make a call...
Hoss - Welcome to Monday NiteRaw!
King - We’re one week removed from Night of the Wrestling Zombies and I cannot wait for the fall out from what was a huge event!
Hoss - We saw several new Champions crowned and Caleb Fourchon earned the right to face “Damn Right“ Jackson at In Your Apartment for the WWCF World Heavyweight title!
King - But tonight, Fourchon’s tag team partner Jonathan Michaels will attempt to cash in on the bounty Caleb put on Jackson!
Hoss - Caleb has put his briefcase up as payment to whoever can defeat Jackson before In Your Apartment!
King - And there’s much more! Let’s go down to Michael Muffer!
Lionhart V. Dread Pirate Mulligan
Gorilla Tim Hoss: This is our opening bout, WWCF fans. The Dread Pirate Mulligan squares off against a brand new WWCF superstar - Lionhart.
Jesse King: Lionhart, who?
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Anyone who's kept up with the wwcf.com should know who Lionhart already is.
Jesse King: But not everyone cares about the website, Gorilla. Some people just turn to us with the clicker and that's it. What's Lionhart have to offer us?
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Perhaps he'll be the next big thing in this company, King, have you considered that?
Jesse King: I don't even know what the guy even looks like!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Well then let's join Michael Muffer!
Michael Muffer Our first match of the evening is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first, the challenger...
*Chris Jericho Lionhart Theme*
Lionhart runs out to the arena and soaks in the atmosphere.
Jesse King: This is our next big thing, Gorilla? What's he weigh, a buck twenty?
Gorilla Tim Hoss: It was a manner of speaking, King. We haven't even seen him wrestle yet.
Michael Muffer Now entering the ring, hailing from Calgary, Alberta, Canada... weighing in at 210lbs... he is Lionhart!
Lionhart high fives fans along the ramp as he heads to the ring.
Jesse King: High fiving the fans who does this Lionhart think he is? They haven't even seen him wrestle yet!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Maybe they can see him having a great future.
Jesse King: You telling me they're psychic now?
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Oh would you stop?
Lionhart high fives a few more fans before running and sliding into the ring.
*Shiver My Timbers - Muppet Treasure Island Soundtrack*
The Dread Pirate Mulligan swings down to the ring
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Whoa!
Jesse King: That's a hell of a distance for the Dread Pirate Mulligan there!
Mulligan sticks out his arm and lariats Lionhart to the mat. Mulligan leaps off the rope, rolling along the mat from the momentum, but he returns to his feet.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Only in the WWCF!
Referee "Spud" Verne Johnson, visibly surprised, starts the match. Mulligan grabs Lionhart from the mat, putting him into a full nelson hold.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Muffer didn't even get to introduce Mulligan and Mulligan's already giving Lionhart the Keelhaul!
Jesse King: Well did you see him and The General of the Monkey Army at Night of the Wrestling Zombies? Mulligan has to be frustrated after almost getting some booty!
Mulligan shuffles towards the ropes and places Lionhart against the ropes.
Jesse King: Uh oh, it's not The Keelhaul he's going for...
Mulligan backs up, then rushes forward and leaps.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: The Ultimate Insult!
Lionhart ducks down and rolls onto his back. Mulligan misses and bounces off the ropes, landing flat onto his back.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Smooth move from Lionhart!
Lionhart rushes over to Mulligan and locks in a school boy pin.
Jesse King: No way!
Referee Johnson counts one, two, Mulligan kicks out.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Two close ones in a matter of seconds. We're off to a superb Niteraw tonight!
Both men get up, but Lionhart is visibly winded by Mulligan's mighty lariat. Mulligan grapples with Lionhart, then twists behind him, locking in a full nelson, but Lionhart slips out to Mulligan's rear, waistlocks him, and german suplexes him.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Looks like Lionhart can work his way around his size.
Jesse King: Mulligan has to have an easy fifty pounds on him though. Yikes...
Mulligan returns to his feet without missing a beat, but Lionhart knocks him down with a standing dropkick. He gets up again, but Lionhart dropkicks him back to the mat. Lionhart backs up to the turnbuckle to take a breather while Mulligan stays down to do the same.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: The Dread Pirate Mulligan's gambit didn't quite go as well as he'd hoped. Lionhart is living up to his name out of the gate.
Jesse King: He's called a Dread Pirate for a reason, and he'll be damned if he can't beat a two-bit jobber at this rate. Lionhart better watch out.
Lionhart jumps up to the top rope, then leaps off for a diving headbutt as Mulligan stands up.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Lionhart takes to the sky!
Mulligan catches Lionhart and drives him neckfirst to the ropes.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Oh no!
Jesse King: Here it comes!
Mulligan missile dropkicks Lionhart in the back of the neck and head.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Mulligan with the Ultimate Insult!
Mulligan locks the leg for the pin. Referee "Spud" Verne Johnson counts one, two, three! He calls the bell.
*Shiver My Timbers - Muppet Treasure Island Soundtrack*
Michael Muffer Here is your winner by pinfall: the Dread Pirate Mulligan!
Mulligan plants his foot on Lionhart's chest, sticks his own out, and gives a contented smile.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Lionhart gave a fast and furious defense, but Mulligan's mighty lariat from the rafters must have been devastating.
Jesse King: And then he made a rookie mistake against Mulligan - he walked right into the Ultimate Insult.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Regardless, I'd like to see more of Lionhart, and I'm sure the WWCF fans do too.
Jesse King: Yeah, whatever. He lost right out of the gate. If I were a fan along the entrance, I'd demand my high five back.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: There's no shame in losing your first match, Jesse, that's all I'm saying.
Jesse King: Blah blah blah Mulligan won, that's all that matters to me and to the fans at home. Let's get to the next match.
Dave Von Halen V. Tyfo
Muffer: The following contest is set for one fall, with a fifteen minute time limit!
*New Blackjacks Theme*
Muffer - Introducing first, from Dallas, Texas, weighing in at 245 pounds, Tyfo!
*Saints of Los Angeles*
Muffer - And his opponent, accompanied by Alexa Anderson, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 235 pounds, he is the new WWCF Inter-Forum Champion, Dave Von Halen!
Referee Spud Johnson signals for the opening bell.
Dave charges Tyfo, who back body drops him over the top rope!
Hoss - And here we go!
Tyfo follows Dave to the outside and rams his head into the post. He then throws him back in the ring and drops an elbow! Cover!
1!
Kickout!
Tyfo grabs Dave for the Cloverleaf, but Dave kicks him back and slides under the ropes!
King - Dave wants no part of Tyfo tonight, and I don’t blame him! Neither member of the Southwest Connection has any love lost for the new Inter-Forum Champion!
Tyfo follows Dave again, but this time the Champion slides back in the ring! As Tyfo rolls back in, Dave meets him with stomps and kicks! Dave pulls Tyfo up, suplex and cover!
1!
Kickout!
Dave sits Tyfo up, then kicks him in the back of the head!
Hoss - That’s sure to give you a headache!
Dave goes up top for a splash, but Tyfo rolls out of the way!
King - And that’ll give you some cracked ribs!
Tyfo pulls Dave up, scoop slam! Cover!
1!
2!
Kickout!
Tyfo grabs the leg again and begins working it over with several kicks and stomps! He goes for the Texas Cloverleaf, but Dave kicks him off! Tyfo charges, Dave with a monkey flip! Both men up, Tyfo ducks a clothesline, jab, jab, Dave ducks the hook, back suplex! Cover!
1!
2!
Kickout!
Dave pulls Tyfo up, but Tyfo punches him back, snap suplex! Tyfo hit’s the ropes, but Alexa trips him up! Tyfo turns to yell at her, but Dave rolls him up!
1!
2!
Kickout!
Tyfo nails Dave low, then climbs the middle rope, but Alexa shoves him down! Dave grabs Tyfo, Encore! Cover!
1!
2!
3!
Muffer - Here is your winner, Dave Von Halen!
Hoss - Dave gets the win, but give the assist to Alexa Anderson!
King - Dave warming up for The Sam, like he needs to!
Hoss - Speaking of The Sam, he’s backstage now!
(we see Jerry Fish backstage with The Sam.)
Jerry - What a great match we just saw. Speaking of which, Sam, at In Your Apartment you will be facing Dave Von Halen for the Interforum title following your win at the Masquerade Battle Royal at NOTWZ. What are your thoughts following that match between Dave and your former protoge, Tyfo.
The Sam - First off, great question there sparky. I see you got that one from the bottle cap of a yoohoo. But let me say, I thought that match between Dave and Tyfo was a great match, no doubt, but that's the thing. All week long I've been hearing people talk about how I don't deserve the title match at IYA. How I am not a wrestler. Well I may not be a wrestler but I am a fighter. And if Dave is wrestling this week, then I want to wrestle next week.
Jerry Fish - What are you talking about?
The Sam - What I'm talking about is an open challenge to anyone in that locker room. I know I've made some enemies over the past few years. And I'm sure one of them wants to take a shot at me. You see, I want to prove i'm ready for IYA by beating someone, anyone, in any kind of match of their choice, next week on Niteraw. C'mon, who's got the guts?
Jerry Fish - Strong words from a strange man. Back to you at ringside.
Super Masked Hero X V. Shannon Gay
Michael Muffer: The following match is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit. First, weighing 250 pounds, he hails from Scarsborough, Ontario, Canada: Shannon Gay!
(”Save You” by Seasons After plays as Gay charges through the curtains beating his chest and jumping around. While walking to the ring with a bounce in every step, he stops to observe the crowd and taunts them. He goes over the 2nd rope, and does a wingspan with devil horns on his hands and walks to the other side of the ropes and drops to his knees with the Anti-Punk taunt (sXe taunt, but with arms pointing down)).
Tim Hoss: Shannon Gay has all the tools to be an impact player in the WWCF. A gifted athlete with good technical skills, he just hasn’t been able to translate those qualities into success in the ring. Maybe things will change for him tonight.
MM: And his opponent, making his WWCF debut: from Planet X and weighing in at 300 pounds: Super Masked Hero X!
(“Fatal KO” from Fist of the North Star plays as X runs into the ring with a spotlight following him. Fireworks and more pyro start to erupt behind him/the sides as he runs. He enters the ring, into the center, raises fist followed by more fireworks from the four corners of the ring.)
Tim Hoss: Quite an entrance for the newcomer.
Jesse King: It’s certainly excited the crowd, Gorilla. And look at the size of this guy: he’s a monster! They sure grow them big on Planet X.
TH: Where do you think Planet X is exactly, King?
JK: I don’t know. Orbiting Uranus, maybe? *guffaws*
TH: I should have known better than to ask.
(Referee John Creed gets both men in the middle of the ring to go over the rules and calls for the bell. X and Gay immediately get into an elbow and collar tie up. X overpowers his opponent and Biel throws him across the ring towards his own corner. Shannon hops to his feet and stares in disbelief at the larger wrestler.)
TH: Did you just see that? Super Masked Hero X just tossed the 250 pound Shannon Gay like he was nothing!
JK: It was impressive, Gorilla, but there’s more to being a successful wrestler than just brute strength.
(Super Masked Hero X charges at Shannon Gay but Gay scrambles out of the corner. The two face off again, with X holding up his hand to offer a test of strength. Gay feigns accepting, then kicks X in the gut. SG puts X in a front face lock and leads X towards a corner, before pivoting and ramming X shoulder first into the ringpost. With X still doubled over Gay continues punching at the same shoulder he lead into the turnbuckle until Creed tells him to back off. )
TH: Gay displaying some raw power himself.
(Shannon Gay steps back and then charges at X, slamming into him. He puts Masked Hero X into another face lock and drags him out of the corner towards the middle of the ring. Gay knees X in the chest repeatedly and then tries to set him up for a suplex, but the bigger man blocks it and reverses it, sending Shannon crashing to the mat. The big man steps away to gather his bearings, allowing Gay to get up again. When SG charges at X the masked hero turns and hits a big boot that flattens him. X pulls up Gay and tries to throw him into the corner, but Shannon slips out of his grip and headbutts him. SG punches at X, who staggers back a step. He raises a big hand and slams it down the top of Shannon’s skull, again knocking him to the mat, this time close to the ring apron.)
JK: Masked Hero X must be made of iron. Shannon Gay keeps hammering him with some nasty strikes, and not only does this guy shrug them off but counters with shots powerful enough to drop his opponent.
TH: You’re right, King. Wherever X came from, he’s going to be a force to reckon with in the WWCF.
(Masked Hero X again tries to scoop up Shannon, but gets a forearm to the face instead. Gay then kicks at both of X’s ankles, causing him to pitch forward and get his neck caught on the top rope. Gay rolls to his feet and grabs X by the hair, grinding his face into the rope while John Creed orders him to back off. Gay lets go and then kicks at X’s leg repeatedly, trying to bring him to his knees. Again Creed tells him to stop, warning him with a disqualification if he doesn’t.)
TH: Shannon Gay better stop attacking X while he’s between the ropes or he’s going to get himself disqualified.
JK: Maybe, but this is the weakest Masked Hero X has looked in the match. Shannon would be a fool not to take advantage of the situation.
(Shannon Gay walks away from X as he rests on the middle rope. Suddenly he rushes forward and hits a leaping body guillotine on him! Once he slides to the outside he turns and rams an elbow right into the face of X, knocking him off the rope. Gay reaches in and grabs Masked Hero X by the leg and pulls him out to crash on the floor. He begins to stomp on X, ignoring John Creed’s call to get back into the ring.)
TH: Gay really is tempting fate tonight. First he risked getting dqed for going after Masked Hero X while he was hung up in the ropes, now he’s in the position of getting counted out.
JK: Gay’s got until ten, Gorilla. Its smart tactics to do as much damage to X as possible outside the ring before the match resumes.
(John Creed starts his count. One! Two! SG keeps kicking at Masked Hero X. He raises up his boot for another attack but as he brings it down X catches it and flings him back into the barricade. Three! Gay hits the wall hard and crumples, clutching his back. Four! Masked Hero X sits up. Five! X stands and advances towards Gay, scooping him up. Six!)
TH: Masked Hero X may want to rethink his strategy here. He should be breaking the count.
JK: I think he’s more interested in breaking Shannon Gay.
( X gorilla presses Gay and holds him up for the crowd! Seven! He turns and drops him over the barricade, but as Shannon goes down he gets and arm around Masked Hero X’s neck taking him over the wall with him! Eight!)
TH: Great instincts by Shannon Gay. But I don’t think it’s going to help him win. In fact, I don’t think either man is going to the pay window tonight.
(Nine! Both Masked Hero X and Shannon Gay are sprawled out in the seats, struggling to untangle themselves from the chairs and each other. John Creed counts- Ten! -and motions to the time keeper, who rings the bell!)
MM: Ladies and gentlemen, referee John Creed has called for a double count out, meaning the match is over and there is no winner!
(There are some loud boos as the two men slowly stand. They glare at each other a moment, then start to brawl! People scatter as the two fight through the crowd, knocking over chairs and an occasional spectator too slow or stupid to get out of the way!)
JK: Referee John Creed might think this fight is over, but these two sure don’t!
TH: Somebody better stop this before someone gets hurt!
(Creed runs out to try and break up the brawl but catches a big boot to the chin from Shannon Gay. Masked Hero X hits a bionic elbow on the top of Shannon’s skull, staggering him, then puts him in a bearhug. WWCF security rushes both men and grab onto X’s arms to pry them open but X won’t release. Gay gets free enough to bell clap Masked Hero X in the ears, making him break the hold. He throws aside the guard who tries to restrain him and continues punching at X, who sheds the men holding him and stumbles out towards the steps. Gay follows and hits Masked Hero X with a lariat knocking him over the handrail and onto the concrete! More stadium security appears, four men grabbing Shannon, one at each limb, and start carrying him down the steps away from the laid out X, whose been dogpiled by several other guards. Gay screams “Destroy! Destroy! Destroy!” at the top of his lungs as he’s frog marched out of the stands.)
TH: Looks like things have finally been brought under control.
JK: Good thing, too. I’d hate to see what could happen if either Shannon Gay or Masked Hero X cut loose on each other with members of the WWCF Galaxy caught in the crossfire.
TH: You have to think both men will be facing some substantial fines after what happened tonight, King.
JK: No doubt. I also think neither is going to just let this go. This is a profession where looking weak costs you, especially when you’re still trying to establish yourself, which both Gay and X are.
TH: You’re right there, Jesse. Hopefully next time they’ll settle their differences in the ring, though.
MICHAEL MUFFER: Ladies and gentlemen, this tag team match is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit!
*"Ballad of a Hangman" by Grave Digger hits*
MICHAEL MUFFER: Introducing first: weighing in at 595 lbs, they are the team of The Hangman and Blackout!
*Hangman charges down the ramp maniacally revving his chainsaw, while Blackout follows at a more even pace behind.*
TIM HOSS: Been a while since we saw either of these competitors, King. Blackout hasn't wrestled since the beginning of the tournament for the WWCF Tag Team Championships, and Hangman's last appearance was in the Money In The Bank Or Bust match at GookerMania III.
*Blackout climbs into the ring and catches up to his partner, who seems to have calmed down somewhat now that he's set aside his chainsaw*
MICHAEL MUFFER: And their opponents...
*The lights go out*
"You know that time in your life, that single moment that defines exactly who you are? Well that only stings for a second..."
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*"Smoke 'Em If You Got 'Em" by Parkway Drive hits, and an explosive pyro display lights up the arena. When the smoke clears, Colt is seen at the top of the ramp, pointing up to the sky*
*Music changes to "Hurricane Season" by Trombone Shorty. Jazzman appears at the top of the ramp alongside Colt, and the two of them head down to the ring together, Jazzman stopping briefly to give a kid his fedora. Colt hops by the fans, greeting them as he does. The two of them enter the ring together, Colt climbing to the top rope in one corner and pointing at the sky while Jazzman climbs to the second rope in another corner and points out at the crowd*
MICHAEL MUFFER: ...weighing in at a combined 483 lbs, they are Jazzman and Colt, the team of Pride and Story!JESSE KING: Speaking of the tag titles, Colt said recently that he and Jazzman are going to focus on that championship instead either one of them going for another WWCF World Heavyweight Championship run! We could be looking at the next WWCF Tag Team Champions right now, Gorilla!TIM HOSS: That we could, Jesse, although the two men you call a "dream team"--WWCF Champion of Honor Evil M and Viva Los Bio Dome--also want a shot.JESSE KING: I call them that because they are a dream team! Pride and Story are very good, no question, but Evil M and Viva are SPECTACULAR! Like I said, we might be looking at the next champions, but they would just be keeping the belts warm for the dream team.Pride and Story vs. Hangman & Blackout*The bell sounds, and Colt starts this match off against the Hangman. Hangman rushes at Colt, but gets taken over by an armdrag! Hangman springs back up and tries again, only to run into another armdrag! Hangman's back up again but isn't quick enough to avoid a kick to his stomach, which doubles him over, followed by a stiff uppercut! Down goes Hangman as the crowd cheers for Colt*
TIM HOSS: Colt showing why he's a force to be reckoned with here in WWCF, despite giving up six inches in height and over fifty pounds to Hangman.*Just as Hangman starts to rise, Colt nails him hard in the side of the head with a Shining Wizard! The impact sends Hangman spilling through the ropes and he lands on the outside. The ref begins the count...Hangman doesn't begin to stir until the ref has counted five...the ref's count is up to eight as Hangman finally gets to his feet...Hangman's barely back in the ring before ten!*
JESSE KING: Wow, Colt almost won the match right there!*Colt goes on the attack, but Hangman is able to catch him and plants him with a leaping facecrusher! Hangman covers*
One!
Two!
Kickout!
TIM HOSS: It'll take more than one move to put Colt away, even if it's a move like that!*Hangman whips Colt into his team's corner and follows him in with a big lariat! Hangman tags in Blackout. Blackout hits Colt with several punches and finishes with a DDT. Blackout covers*
One!
Two!
Kickout!
*Blackout whips Colt into the ropes and catches him with a spinning heel kick on the way back!*
JESSE KING: Blackout's pretty agile for a guy who weighs just under 300 lbs.*Blackout drops a leg on Colt and covers again*
One!
Two!
Kickout!
*Blackout goes for a standing moonsault on Colt, but Colt gets his knees up! Blackout bounces off and rolls away, groaning and holding his stomach. Colt manages to pull himself close enough to his corner to make the tag to Jazzman, who jumps in and hits Blackout with a running neckbreaker just as he's getting to his feet!*
TIM HOSS: Jazzman pretty quick and agile himself, plus he can hit very hard and beat you with a variety of submissions. And as if he heard me, he's just locked a kimura on Blackout!*Blackout screams in pain as Jazzman cinches in the hold. He shakes his head when the ref asks if he gives up, though. Blackout drags himself toward the ropes, and is eventually able to reach out and grab the bottom rope. Jazzman breaks the hold, but Blackout looks to be in a bad way*
JESSE KING: Oh man, Blackout's arm must feel like it's on fire, even with the hold broken!*Jazzman wraps his arms around Blackout's waist and hits him with a German suplex, followed by another, and another! With Blackout's shoulders down, the ref counts...*
One!
Two!
Kickout!
*Jazzman goes for a heel hook, but Blackout's able to kick him off before he can lock it on. Jazzman goes to whip Blackout into the corner with Colt, but Blackout reverses and sends Jazzman on a collision course with the turnbuckles instead! Blackout manages to tag in Hangman. Colt tags himself back in, and the two men who started this contest face one another once more. The two of them lock up and Hangman brings a knee into Colt's stomach, knocking the wind out of him. Hangman picks up Colt and hits him with an Argentine backbreaker drop and then transitions that into a power slam! Hangman covers*
One!
Two!
Kickout!
TIM HOSS: Hangman does not look happy with Colt!JESSE KING: How can you tell? He's wearing a freaking bag on his head!*Hangman locks Colt into a crossface. Colt cries out in pain, ref checks to see if Colt submits, Colt shakes his head. Colt is finally able to pull himself to the ropes and force Hangman to let go, but at a great cost*
TIM HOSS: The Hangman not able to make Colt tap out there. Still, since tagging back into this match it's been all Hangman.JESSE KING: M and Viva would've destroyed Hangman and Blackout inside of a minute! That's why they deserve a title shot over Pride and Story!TIM HOSS: Well, it's no surprise to hear you gushing over the Champion of Honor, but I'm a little surprised at how you've changed your view of Viva since GookerMania III.JESSE KING: Well Gorilla, I can admit when I'm wrong, on those rare, rare, rare occasions when it happens, and I was wrong about Viva. If Evil M thnks he's all right, that's good enough for me!*Hangman sets up for a powerbomb, and then hits a release powerbomb that flings Colt halfway across the ring and causes him to hit the canvas neck-first! Colt bounces once and then goes limp*
TIM HOSS: Hangman softened up Colt's neck with that crossface and now he's looking to do more damage to it.*Hangman picks Colt and and drills him with a Texas piledriver. Cover*
One!
Two!
Kickout!
JESSE KING: Colt looks almost dead.TIM HOSS: It's not looking good for Colt, you're right, but we've seen him come back before.*Hangman tags in Blackout and then raises Colt high over his head. He drops Colt with a Gorilla press slam just as Blackout comes off the top rope and drops an elbow onto Colt! Cover by Blackout!*
One!
Two!
Kickout!
*Blackout pulls Colt up and signals for a powerbomb! Blackout raises Colt up and powerbombs him down once while maintaining the hold...lifts him up and powerbombs him
again...and lifts him once more to plant him hard with a sitout powerbomb! Colt's shoulders are down*
One!
Two!
Shoulder up!
TIM HOSS: Blackout can't believe it!*Blackout waits for Colt to rise so that he can hit him with the Overnight Celebrity...Colt slowly, groggily, gets to his knees...as soon as he's on his feet Blackout goes for the Overnight Celebrity, but somehow Colt's able to shove him into the ropes and hit him with a jumping neckbreaker on the way back! The crowd cheers for Colt as he hits the move, and both men are down and looking to tag in their partners.*
TIM HOSS: Colt somehow, after taking all of that punishment, finding the strength to fight back and put Blackout down!*Blackout is able to tag in Hangman, who goes after Colt and drags him back to the center of the ring just as he's about to tag Jazzman in, but Colt manages to hit him with a jawbreaker that staggers him, and follow it up by driving Hangman's head into the mat with a reverse DDT! Colt pulls himself back over to his corner and makes the hot tag to Jazzman*
JESSE KING (singing): House of fi-yah! HOUSE OF FI-YAH!TIM HOSS: Please stop.*Jazzman goes to whip Hangman into the ropes...Hangman reverses it...but Jazzman comes off the ropes and rocks Hangman with the handspring enzuigiri! Jazzman with a flurry of chops and kicks to Hangman! Hangman is whipped into the corner and Jazzman runs in after him, hitting the Yakuza kick! Jazzman takes Hangman over with a butterfly suplex, drags him to the center of the ring, and locks on Mercy Mercy Mercy!*
TIM HOSS: This could be it right here!*Hangman cries out in pain...he tries to drag himself to the ropes to get the break...Hangman manages to make it a bit closer...and a bit more...but finally the pain becomes too much and he taps!*
MICHAEL MUFFER: Here are your winners: Pride and Story!JESSE KING: Well, I've got to admit, that was a pretty nice showing from those guys. Even if they're not the WWCF's dream team like Evil M and Viva.TIM HOSS: Stop it, King, and give credit where it's due. Pride and Story's victory tonight brings them that much closer to their goal of another run as tag team champions. They're a match for ANY tag team in this company.JESSE KING: If you say so, Gorilla.Tim Hoss –
Welcome back folks. We’ve seen some great action tonight, and we’re far from through.Jesse King –
Too true Gorilla. I can’t wait to see what we’ve got coming up next. Tim Hoss –
Well you don’t’ have to wait long Jesse because-? –
AH-HEM! *We see a greasy looking guy wearing a suit standing in the ring*
Jesse King –
Gorilla, who’s that? Tim Hoss –
I have no idea. ? –
Ladies and Gentlemen my name is Mr. Wink. I currently act as a liason between the WWCF and the board of directors for… delicate matters that the owners no longer feel the confidence for Seth Drakin to manage due to recent issues. Tim Hoss –
Wait, I have heard of this guy. He’s been outsourced to deal with certain matters behind the scenes. But I don’t know why he’d be out here tonight. Mr. Wink –
I am out here tonight by orders of the board to personally address a certain issue that developed last week at Night of the Wrestling Zombies. Unfortunately I cannot do that alone. So I’d like to introduce the Technical Professional, Ryan Starshine! *Supermassive Black Hole [Elephant Armada Remix] plays on the PA. Ryan Starshine walks out looking eerily calm. He enters the ring and shakes hands with Mr. Wink as a majority of the crowd voice their displeasure towards him.*
Mr. Wink –
Ryan Starshine, if you would please do me the honour- *hands the mic over to Starshine*
*Starshine holds the mic and smiles at the surrounding, aggressive crowd.*
Ryan Starshine –
It’s great to be back. It feels so good. To think four weeks ago I thought my career was over. Over, because of a briefcase. A briefcase. So I was dragged away and thrown out of the building. Not getting a, “Thanks for everything you’ve done.” Not even a stinking reference. I was thrown outside like trash.
So I went home. I left my life behind and I walked away. Not by choice, but by design. I realized that I was essentially considered worthless. That is except for one man. That man being you Mr. Wink. You called me. You told me you’d talk to the WWCF management, vouge for me and help me get my job back. I took you for your word and said yes. Then I waited, and a few days later you gave me a call. You offered me an ultimatum. Make an impact at Night of the Wrestling Zombies and I could have my place back on the roster. Mr. Wink. –
You came through and because of that I’d to ask the WWCF Universe to stand up and give a round of applause to the newest WWCF Superstar, Ryan Starshine!*Starshine smiles and raises his hands as the crowd voices their displeasure.*
Mr. Wink –
But before we finish off, I just have to ask. Out of all the possibilities, all the people to target… why attack The Smokin’ Vokoun? I mean, the guy’s a nutcase, and he’s not really the type to let this lie. I don’t mean to question your mindset. But what the hell were you thinking? That guy might just kill you.*Starshine stops smiling and stares a hole through Mr. Wink.*
Ryan Starshine –
I was thinking more clearly than I ever have before. I was doing exactly what needed to be done. I could talk all night long, about why I did what I did, but I’ll keep it simple. I targeted the Smokin’ Vokoun because he deserved it. I cost him his match and belt because it was the right thing to do. I attacked the Smokin’ Vokoun with fire but the flames were lit well before then. I DID IT BECAUSE-OH SHI-(!)Tim Hoss –
IT’S THE SMOKIN VOKOUN! Jesse King –
WHERE DID HE COME FROM?! Vokoun, still wearing bandages, slides into the ring. Starshine shoves Wink into him and quickly exits, jumping into the crowd and making a beeline for the exits. Wink quickly realizes the situation he’s in and drops to his knees begging off Vokoun.
Tim Hoss –
Oh no, I almost can’t bring myself to watch. Jesse King –
Not me, this is great television. Vokoun glares down at Wink, not moving an inch. Wink climbs to his feet and slowly tries to exit the ring. He reaches the ropes and tries to exit. Vokoun suddenly grabs him by his hair and drags him into a fierce clothesline.
Jesse King –
OH OUCH! Vokoun drags him back up and knocks him down again with a stiff right hand. Wink tries to crawl away but Vokoun delivers another big punch to the side of his head. Wink collapses to the ground but Vokoun doesn’t let up on his offence. He drags him back up and applies a full nelson. He lifts him off the ground and drops him with the Smoke Bomb. Still clutching onto the full nelson he brings Wink back to his feet and drops him with another Smoke Bomb. Still holding onto the full nelson he drags Wink back up again. He holds his limp body in the hold applies his Mandible Claw. Wink hits the mat and Vokoun kneels over him with a tight grip of his jaw. We see blood start to drip out the side of his mouth.
Jesse King –
Oh… oh no. Tim Hoss –
Enough is enough. This is too much. Vokoun keeps the hold locked on as a small group of referees slide in and try to pry his grip away. Vokoun shoves them away with his free hand but also breaks his grip. He looks at his now bloody hand and wipes it across the bandages around his head. He stands up, breathing heavily and exits the ring. The paramedics making their way down make an effort to avoid him as he slowly walks back up the entrance ramp to the back.
In the ring the referees tend to Mr. Wink as the paramedic bring in a stretcher. A close up reveals Wink’s mouth bleeding profusely. The paramedics place a neck brace on him. They strap him into the stretcher and place it onto the gurney. They slowly wheel him up the ramp.
Tim Hoss –
I don’t know what to say folks. That was a brutal assault. Jesse King –
That guy said he worked with the Board right? Smokin’ Vokoun might have just bit off more than he can chew. Tim Hoss –
Honestly Jesse. I have a feeling that they just might think it’s smarter to let this slide. Anyway, the big issue here is what Vokoun will do if he ever catches Starshine. Jesse King –
Look what he did to Mr. Wink, and he didn’t even have any personal issues with him. I wouldn’t want to be the Technical Professional right now.