FAWA: Drakin versus Richlen Caught Fire! (p39-40)

[BoilerRoomBrawler]

E-DAY

*The bell rings. The Comedian’s music plays: www.youtube.com/watch?v=59g5R8rwqpY *

MM: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, coming down to the ring, being accompanied by Sorrow, at 6 foot 6 inches, and weighing 290 lbs, from Los Angeles, CA: “THE COMEDIAN” BOBBY RIGGS.

*The Comedian and Sorrow come out to the boos of the crowd. Riggs has on his red tights with his signature logo on them and black boots and is holding his signature rubber chicken. Sorrow is wearing his signature mask and all black clothes. They walk down to the ring, The Comedian smiling the whole time and Sorrow not paying any attention to the crowd. The Comedian enters the ring, walks over to a corner, and stands on the second turnbuckle, holding up his rubber chicken. He then throws it to Sorrow who catches it.*

JK: Well, we are in for a real treat. “The Comedian” Bobby Riggs is making his wrestling debut in FAWA.

JK: The real treat will be us not having to hear him make any lame jokes.

JK: Hey. Those jokes aren’t that bad.

JK: They’re not that great.

JK: Well, that’s true.

MM: And, his opponent…

*The Lone Ranger theme song plays: www.youtube.com/watch?v=PcRWO-jvjDI *

MM: Coming down the aisle with his trusty sidekick, Little Miss Tomahawk, at 6 foot 4 inches, and weighing 262 pounds, from the Wild, Wild West: THE MASKED AVENGER.

*A man dressed as a cowboy with mask over his face and a woman dressed in a Native American dress come out to a mixed reaction from the crowd. The Masked Avenger shoots at the crowd with his toy gun while Little Miss Tomahawk twirls around a toy tomahawk. They walk down the aisle as The Comedian laughs the whole time. He obviously finds the whole thing funny. Eventually, the Masked Avenger enters the ring. He shoots his toy gun at The Comedian who just laughs even harder.*

JK: Well, this should be interesting.

JK: You can say that again. I mean, we’re about to watch a comedian wrestle The Lone…

JK: Uh-uh! Don’t finish that sentence. We don’t want to owe Disney any money.

JK: Oh, yeah. Good thinking, Hoss.

*The bell rings. The Masked Avenger throws away his toy gun. The Comedian is still laughing, but he still ties up with The Avenger. He quickly pushes the Lone Ranger rip-off to the mat. The Avenger looks surprised. But, he gets up and ties up with The Comedian again. However, the result is the same: he ends up back on the mat, with The Comedian just laughing at him. Undeterred, the Avenger gets back up and ties up with The Comedian again. And, again, he ends up pushed back down to the mat. This time, The Comedian changes things up and charges at the Avenger as he gets up, knocking him back into a corner with a clothesline. He hits The Avenger with a splash and then pulls him out of the corner with a bulldog, holding onto the Avenger with a headlock.*

JK: So far Bobby Riggs is looking good.

JK: That really shouldn’t be a surprised. I’ve been looking over some tapes of him, and he is quite the impressive wrestler.

JK: Well, we’ll just see how well he holds up when he has to face some real competition.

JK: Hey! Who are you to doubt The Masked Avenger?

*Riggs has the hold locked on tight, wrenching his arm a few times. The Avenger struggles to get out of it. This goes on for a minute or two. Eventually, The Avenger is able to get himself and Riggs off the mat. Then, he manages to push The Comedian off, throwing him into the ropes. However, Riggs bounces off of them and charges at The Avenger, hitting him with a spear. Riggs gets up, picks up The Avenger, pushes him back into the ropes, and whips him across the ring. He charges at The Avenger, but The Avenger surprises him with a dropkick, causing him to roll out of the ring.*

JK: Well, it looks like you may have spoken too soon about The Masked Avenger, King.

JK: One dropkick does not make a person the second coming of Shawn Michaels.

JK: True, but he may have some skills what will pay the bills.

JK: Oh God. Never say that again.

*The Comedian is a little shocked by the dropkick, but he reenters the ring. The Avenger pounces on him with a few axe handles and kicks. But, The Comedian fights back with some punches and kicks of his own. The two men are just slugging it out until The Comedian ducks a punch. The Avenger spins around, and Riggs catches him with a German suplex. He then rolls over, picks up The Avenger, and hits him with another German suplex. Then, Riggs rolls over again, picks up The Avenger, and hits him with a third German suplex. The Avenger hits the mat hard. But, he has no time to recover. Riggs gets up, picks him, and hits him with a snap suplex. Riggs doesn’t leg go, rolling himself and The Avenger over, picking his opponent up, and hitting The Avenger with another snap suplex. Riggs rolls over again, picking up The Avenger, and hits him with another snap suplex. Riggs gets up and picks The Avenger. He then hits The Avenger with a belly-to-belly suplex. He picks up The Avenger and hits him with another belly-to-belly suplex. Riggs picks the Avenger up again and hits him with a third belly-to-belly suplex.*

JK: Well, they say Comedy Comes In Threes, and The Comedian just proved it with that display of suplexes.

JK: He is just relentless, which is smart on his part. After that surprised dropkick, Riggs shouldn’t let his guard down just because this guy’s wrestling in a cowboy costume. Hit him hard and fast. Get the job done quickly and get out of there.

*Riggs grabs The Avenger’s head with an iron claw. He picks The Avenger up and then hits him with an inverted atomic drop. He follows that up with a discus punch, knocking The Avenger back into the ropes. Then, Riggs charges at The Avenger hits him with a vicious lariato, sending The Avenger to the outside.*

JK: And, Riggs nails The Setup And The Punchline on The Avenger. And now, he follows it up with the Funny Bone.

JK: That’s not good for the Avenger, what with Sorrow being on the outside.

JK: And, with that No DQ rule being implemented by our CEO Dupoe, someone like Riggs and Sorrow can really take advantage.

*The Comedian suddenly charges to the ropes, jumps over them, and lands on the Masked Avenger with a suicide dive. He gets up, laughing. Then, he kicks The Avenger a few times and reenters the ring. Little Miss Tomahawk tries to check on her friend, but Sorrow rushes over and picks up the Avenger before she can get to him. He roughs the Avenger up a bit and then throws him into the ring. Riggs then pounces on his opponent with another iron claw.*

JK: What did I tell you?

JK: They’d be fools not to take advantage of that No DQ rule.

*Riggs has the hold locked on tight. The Avenger struggles to get out of it, but Riggs keeps him down with a few well place knees to the gut. Every time The Avenger tries to get up, here comes a knee from Riggs. This gives Riggs a few pins, but The Avenger manages to kick out each time. This goes on for a few good minute. When The Avenger tries to get up again, Riggs switches things up and jumping down onto The Avenger’s abdomen with a senton. He gets off of him, but The Avenger tries to get up again. So, Riggs hits him with another senton. He gets off again, but The Avenger just tries to get up again. Riggs goes for another senton, but The Avenger surprises The Comedian by getting his knees up. Riggs lands right on them. The crowd cheers as a look of pain washes over The Comedian’s face. The Avenger soon takes advantage by grabbing the Comedian and rolling him up for a pin.*

One!

Two!

*The Comedian kicks out.*

JK: Uh-oh! The Comedian got a surprise again.

JK: And, it almost cost him the match. But, he’s not out yet.

*Both men get up. The Avenger gets the upperhand with another dropkick. Riggs just gets up, but another dropkick sends him back down to the mat. He gets up again and is met with a side effect from The Avenger. The Avenger then picks up Riggs for a suplex but holds him up for a good minute. Then, he drops him to the mat. The Avenger picks up Riggs again and hits him with a belly to back suplex into an elbow drop to the stomach. He goes for the pin.*

One!

Two!

*The Comedian kicks out. He then rolls up to the outside. Sorrow rushes to him and picks him up. The Comedian looks at him, shocked by the move that was done to him. His face turns white as he says to Sorrow, “I know that move. I KNOW THAT MOVE!”*

JK: The Avenger is on a roll. He gets a pin, but The Comedian kicks out and rolls to the outside.

JK: And, here comes Sorrow again to the rescue.

JK: They seem to be talking about something.

JK: He knows that move? What does that mean?

JK: I have no idea.

*Riggs grabs his rubber chicken from Sorrow and rushes back into the ring. He charges at The Avenger, but The Avenger catches him with a running STO. He picks Riggs up, but The Comedian pushes him off. He tries to hit The Avenger with that chicken, but The Avenger rolls around behind him and hits him with a backcracker. The Avenger quickly picks up Riggs and hit him with an inverted suplex slam. Suddenly, Sorrow tries to enter the ring, but Little Miss Tomahawk rushes over and grabs his leg, stopping him. He tries to push her off, but this allows The Avenger to charge at Sorrow and knock him off the apron with a dropckick. However, the distraction allows Riggs to recover somewhat. He gets up and charges at The Avenger, but The Avenger catches him onto his shoulders, picks up Riggs, and hits him with the Go To Sleep. Riggs is out, and The Avenger covers Riggs.*

One!

Two!

Three!

*The Avenger’s music plays.*

MM: Here is your winner: THE MASKED AVENGER!

JK: I don’t believe it! The Masked Avenger just won!

JK: How the hell did that happened!?

JK: Weren’t you just telling me not to count out the Avenger?

JK: I was just being nice! I didn’t think he’d actually pull off the win!

JK: Well, it happened.

*The Avenger celebrates his victory. But, it’s short lived. Sorrow is able to push Little Miss Tomahawk away and enters the ring. She shouts at the Avenger, and he turns around as Sorrow knocks with down with a flying shoulder block.*

JK: Well, it looks like The Avenger isn’t going to be able to enjoy his victory.

JK: Now, this is just being sore losers.

*Sorrow kicks The Avenger a few times. He then picks up The Avenger and is about to him with one of his power moves, but Little Miss Tomahawk rushes into the ring, grabs the rubber chicken that Riggs dropped, and rams it into Sorrow’s crotch. Sorrow’s knees buckle from the pain, allowing The Avenger to escape his grasp. The Avenger then runs to the ropes, bounces off of them, and hits Sorrow in the face with a knee, knocking him to the mat.*

JK: Hold on! Little Miss Tomahawk makes the save.

JK: Looks like the victory celebration is back on.

*The Avenger takes the rubber chicken from Tomahawk and is about to hit Sorrow with it. However, The Comedian surprises The Avenger with a shoulder tackle, knocking him down. Riggs then grabs Sorrow, and they leave the ring.*

JK: Things have not gone well for The Comedian and Sorrow.

JK: At least they’re able to walk out without being further humiliated.

*The Comedian and Sorrow are walking up the ramp when suddenly The Avenger calls them out on the mic. They turn their attention to the ring.*

The Masked Avenger: Hey, Riggs! Riggs! Don’t you remember me!? We go way back! We have a history! How can you just leave your old friend like this!?

Little Miss Tomahawk: Honey. You do realize we’re wearing masks. He probably needs some faces to put with the voices.

The Masked Avenger: Oh! Of course.

*Then, both of them pull of their masks.*

Michael Rose: That’s better! It’s me, Michael Rose! You remember my paramour, Kerri Thompson, don’t you?

Kerri Thompson: That’s right! We’re back!

Michael Rose: You think you can just show up in a major wrestling fed without us finding out!? Uh-uh! That ain’t happening! We’re here! And, we’re going to make things very unpleasant for you!

*Suddenly, “Kiss From A Rose” starts playing in the arena as the crowd cheers. www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZWoR5Y1iMI The Comedian and Sorrow look pissed, but they just walk away as Rose and Thompson smirk in the ring.*

JK: I don’t believe this! It appears two enemies of The Comedian have shown up in FAWA to get revenge.

JK: Just what this company needs: more invaders.

JK: I think it’s safe to say that any enemy of The Comedian is an ally.

JK: How can you be sure of that?

JK: Good point. We’ll just have to see where Michael Rose and Kerri Thompson’s allegiances stand.

[BoilerRoomBrawler]

E-DAY

JADE: Hi, this is the only unbiased reporter in FAWA, Australia's Greatest Newscaster, Jade Bathgate and I am here with “The Comedy” Bobby Riggs and Sorrow after that shocking conclusion to his match. Riggs, can I have a moment of your time?

Comedian: You damn skippy can have a moment of my time! That was a travesty of a mockery of a sham of a mockery of a travesty of two mockeries of a sham! I mean, how in the hell did someone like Michael Rose manage to sneak his way into FAWA!? What kind of security and personnel department do you people have that would let such a no good, rotten, stinking liar into this building? I mean, what? Does all it take is a mask? Can anyone wear a Rey Mysterio mask and just walk around willy-nilly and attack the employees!?

Jade: But, that was a match.

Comedian: Yeah, a match that I thought was against some stupid cowboy wannabee. I thought I was going to be facing a Deadwood reject! I mean, my God! I could have been killed! That could have been one of my many stalkers?

Jade: You have a stalker?

Comedian: STALKERS!!!! PLURAL!!!! And, yes, I do. There are lots of ladies and a few guys who want a piece of this! But, enough about that! I want to talk about the injustice that just took place. I mean, do you know what the worst thing about that whole charade was!?

Jade: That you got attacked?

Comedian: No! The racism!

Jade: Racism?

Comedian: Yes. Let me tell you something! That woman, Kerri Thompson! She is NOT Native American. Isn’t that right, Sorrow?

Sorrow: No, she’s not. I mean, she is of color.

Comedian: Yes. Now, granted, she is of color… I think.

Sorrow: You think?

Comedian: Well, she does look like a light-skinned African-American. But, she could also pass for a tanned Caucasian.

Sorrow: True, but I grew up with. I know for a fact that her father is an African-American. Though, her mother is white.

Comedian: Okay. However, she is of color, but that color ain’t red.

Sorrow: Whoa! Now, that’s offensive!

Comedian: You’re right. And, I apologize to all Native Americans out there. Because, I care about the plight of the Native Americans. But, do you know what? Rose and Kerri don’t give a damn about the plight of the Native Americans. Rose and Kerri don’t a give a damn about offending people. Rose and Kerri don’t give a damn about apologies. Rose and Kerri give a damn about lying and deceiving and attacking hard-working individuals when they least expect it!

Jade: What are you talking about?

Comedian: I am talking about respect one another! And, these two insensitive ingrates don’t have any respect for me or for a people who’ve not only have systematically genocided throughout history and driven from their lands but have also had to put up with such insensitive stereotypes and racist caricatures! And, I, for one, will not stand…

*Suddenly, Jan Hamala comes out of nowhere and attacks Riggs from behind. He beats on him for a few seconds before Sorrow pounces on him. Hamala starts punching Sorrow. The two big men are going at it back and forth as security officers and referees come to break them up. The Comedian gets up and comes to Sorrow’s aid as the fights moves offscreen. Jade comes back on screen to close out the segment.*

Jade: Well, it is pandemonium back here. So, let’s go back to Jesse and Gorilla, and hopefully we can get this situation under control.

[BoilerRoomBrawler]

*The lights fade in the area as a spotlight shines on the mega-monitor.
An old wood panel TV is featured showing a collage of home movies edited on a VHS tape.

Kid “Introducing the next megastar Wyatt Cody” …
*Same kid slightly older*
Kid “And now kiss brings to the stage their soon to be new lead singer Wyatt Cody *Imitates crowd cheers*
*Same person now a teenager at a junior high talent show*
PA: “ Contest #12 Wyatt Cody and ‘The Rebels” *Band is shown playing*
*Static comes across the screen as it gets turned off*
Wyatt: “My whole life….” *Camera pans out to full shot of Wyatt wearing leopard print tights, a Shiny vest, boots with tassels, a big red feather boa and neon shades*
Wyatt: “My whole life I was destined for greatness *Takes shades off* and destiny has brought me here FAWA OW! cause when I make my debut get prepared to be turned up all the way to 11! Because I am issuing an open challenge to anyone in the back OH YA!!!! Get ready because my solo starts right now!

[BoilerRoomBrawler]

A video feed pops up on the titantron, showing a backdrop made to look like a tropical beach. David McLaren wanders into the shot from the right with a smug grin on his face. He begins walking towards the camera slowly.

Nice place, no? Wait wait wait.. You've gotta see this:

David points to his left, spinning his body around and orienting to the left side of the screen as he chuckles softly. The camera pans in the direction he's pointing,revealing a barber's chair. Sitting in it is Jeremy Dupoe's fiance, Ophelia Shadowgail, bound and gagged. David walks up next to her, beckoning the camera closer. He moves around behind her, looking into the camera.

I figured that Ophelia, being as pale as she is, could go for some sun. What do you think, Ophelia? Liking the hospitality so far?

He mockingly taps her on the head a couple of times.

Yeahhhhh, you're worried now aren't you? See, your reaction when I bagged Mario wasn't exactly what I was hoping for.. So this time I decided to go straight for the heart. But don't you worry!

David holds his hand up reassuringly.

Your wife-to-be will be just fine. Provided you do exactly what I tell you to do.

He pats Ophelia on the shoulder, looking at the camera.

Your kingdom's falling down around your ears, Jeremy.

I'll be in touch.

The feed degrades into static before disappearing entirely.

[Hulk With A Mustache]

I added the bios of Michael Rose and Kerri Thompson if anyone wants to check out The Comedian's arch-rivals.

[Viva]

I still love you guys a lot

[Waffel113]

Um...I love you too?

Even though we've never been in this thing at the same time.

[Some Baritone guy IS REDEEMED!]

Dec 20, 2013 22:05:59 GMT -5 Viva said:

I still love you guys a lot

Oh my word Viva! Where have you been man, we've missed you so much.

Gimme a hug!

[Deleted]

VIVA!

Y'know, I've been thinking about my full return. I have two ideas, one of which seems feasible, the other of which seems like a fantasy booking dream.

I'm gonna PM BRB about both of them, however and hopefully you'll see me back in action on a limited basis very soon.

[Gus Richlen: Ruffian]

Dec 21, 2013 12:07:09 GMT -5 @wordlifeecw said:

VIVA!

Y'know, I've been thinking about my full return. I have two ideas, one of which seems feasible, the other of which seems like a fantasy booking dream.

I'm gonna PM BRB about both of them, however and hopefully you'll see me back in action on a limited basis very soon.

....You could just come back as Evil M.

Problem solved

[Deleted]

Dec 21, 2013 12:15:19 GMT -5 Gus Richlen: Ruffian said:

Dec 21, 2013 12:07:09 GMT -5 @wordlifeecw said:

VIVA!

Y'know, I've been thinking about my full return. I have two ideas, one of which seems feasible, the other of which seems like a fantasy booking dream.

I'm gonna PM BRB about both of them, however and hopefully you'll see me back in action on a limited basis very soon.

....You could just come back as Evil M.

Problem solved

Yes, I certainly could...

But when have you ever known me to just drop into the mix without any fanfare?

[Viva]

I was homeless for a little bit. Then I got a sweet gig at Apple corporate. I'm now pullin' 45k a year starting with huge potential to make high five figures in the next 10 years. Real awesome.

I'm kicking around whether or not I could return on a far smaller scale.

[Oak: Certified Jade Hater]

Dec 21, 2013 14:08:42 GMT -5 Viva said:

I was homeless for a little bit. Then I got a sweet gig at Apple corporate. I'm now pullin' 45k a year starting with huge potential to make high five figures in the next 10 years. Real awesome.

I'm kicking around whether or not I could return on a far smaller scale.

I may have come super close to stealing the "King of Hollywood" gimmick. Aside from that, good to see you dude.

[Viva]

Dec 21, 2013 16:32:21 GMT -5 Oak: Certified Jade Hater said:

Dec 21, 2013 14:08:42 GMT -5 Viva said:

I was homeless for a little bit. Then I got a sweet gig at Apple corporate. I'm now pullin' 45k a year starting with huge potential to make high five figures in the next 10 years. Real awesome.

I'm kicking around whether or not I could return on a far smaller scale.

I may have come super close to stealing the "King of Hollywood" gimmick. Aside from that, good to see you dude.

Someone has to wear the crown. It was a real good gimmick. Stole me a sweet title with that gimmick.

[BoilerRoomBrawler]

Good to hear back from you Veev. Nice rebound. If you return to some capacity I have two ideas. First, a feud between "Hollywood" Viva and "Hollywood's Own" Michael Hayden should practically write itself. That or a tag team in the future. Maybe both. Second, I do miss that peculiar little era when Viva and The Sam were on commentary. It was different than the usual Hoss and King and is a distinct era unto itself. If you are interested, if others can dig it, perhaps he joins as a third member of commentary rather than a replacement. For that matter, if you did that, Viva, would you be willing to assist others with writing commentary if you think you have it in you?

As for Evil M, I recall you expressing interest in a women's division earlier this year. All I'm gonna say is that if I can get at least five distinct members in on it, I'll motion to instate a Women's Division. Gus is here, but is ratetankmark still there? And Spiked Mohican, would you be interested in using your April Tanahashi character?

Throwing that out there.

[BoilerRoomBrawler]

E-DAY
SINGLES MATCH
SORROW VERSUS MYSTH

Michael Muffer: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Tim Hoss: Ladies and gentlemen this match is all-EWT as two of the alleged “invaders” are squaring off against each-other tonight.

Jesse King: You’ve got to wonder if EWT will end up annihilating itself before it gets a chance to actually attack FAWA.

MM: Introducing first, from The Saddest Place in the World, standing 6’9” and weighing in tonight at 305 lbs… SSSOOOORROOOOWWWW!

TH: King, this match may technically be a simple exhibition but unwritten spoils are on the line.

JK: Absolutely, TH. This man, Sorrow, was challenged by Mysth. oddly enough, it’s not him Mysth wants to face but “The Comedian” Bobby Riggs, but Sorrow has agreed to help arrange a match between the Frenchman and Riggs should Mysth win this match. On the other hand, Mysth has also agreed to leave both Sorrow and Riggs alone should Sorrow win tonight.

TH: As you can imagine ladies and gentlemen, the stakes are high on a personal level, although no matter what the outcome of this match is, I doubt it’s the last we’ll hear of the heat between these men.

*As they speak, Sorrow makes his way to the ring, paying no attention to the crowd. His slow movements and expressionless attitude only make him more intimidating as he enters the ring.*

MM: And his opponent…

*OTHERWORLD – BILL MUIR*

* Spots at the end of the ramp cast a blinding light in the arena. After a couple seconds, Mysth is elevated from a trap door and can be seen in silhouette, casting a shadow over the entire arena. *

MM: From Strasbourg, France, standing 5’7”, weighing in tonight at 232 lbs, accompanied by “Sexually Suggestive” Valérie Valentine, he calls himself A Darkness in the Light, THIS… IS… MYYYYSTH!

* As Mysth spreads his arms wide, pyros explode and the spotlights are turned off. *

TH: And here comes Mysth for his second FAWA match. His first one is what sparked the current situation as Bobby Riggs burst inside the ring and attacked both Jan Hamala and Mysth with a steel chair until they became unable to compete, leading to a no-contest.

JK: Hopefully this match will have a proper conclusion. Interestingly, Mysth is once again facing an opponent much larger than himself.

*As Mysth finishes his entrance, Valérie Valentine climbs the apron and gives him a kiss as encouragement.*

DING! DING! DING!

TH: Here’s the bell, but what’s Sorrow doing? He’s just staring at Valentine.

JK: Remember, he told Mysth that he only accepted his challenge because he wants to make Valentine cry by beating up her lover in front of her. This guy is seriously messed up.

*Sorrow, still staring at Valentine, points towards Mysth and suddenly does a neck-slicing motion. This enrages Mysth who immediately starts wailing on him with a series of punches.*

TH: Bad idea of Sorrow to make threats without looking at his opponent, this may be a bad start for him.

JK: Mysth going for the ropes. Clothesline! He’s going for another. Big Boot by Sorrow!

TH: I think this is what Sorrow was trying to do: anger Mysth to make him careless.

*After a quick look at Valentine, Sorrow grabs Mysth by the hair and makes him stand up.*

TH: Mysth trying to make Sorrow let go of him with a series of elbow. Sorrow hits him with a knee to the stomach! And he capitalizes with a Suplex!

JK: Sorrow is taking an early advantage. This is very bad news for Mysth: he’s the smaller man, really not the kind of guy who can hope to come back late in the match after taking a large amount of damage.

TH: Sorrow is creepily staring at Valentine, but she’s too worried about her boyfriend to notice.

JK: Sorrow’s making his way back to Mysth. He’s raising his foot! He’s gonna crush him!

TH: Dodged that!

JK: Mysth has grabbed Sorrow’s legs and makes him trip!

TH: Sharpshooter!

JK: Look at Ivy! She’s ecstatic! She appears to be giving him instructions on how to make the hold more effective. It’s true that she’s more of a submission expert than Mysth.

TH: Sorrow is taking advantage of his size. Mysth has a hard time preventing him from crawling to the ropes. He’s grabbed them! But remember, under the current rules, all matches are no-disqualification. Mysth is not legally forced to break the hold.

JK: Ow! No matter, Sorrow used just strongly shoved him away.

TH: Mysth running at Sorrow, who counters with a Clothesline! Dodged! And Springboard Crossbody from Mysth!

*With Sorrow down, Mysth crouches and examines the large man, taunting him.*

TH: I’m not sure what Mysth is telling Sorrow but I’m going to go ahead and assume it is for mature audiences only.

JK: Sorrow’s getting back up! Mysth running to the ropes! SPEAR!! Spear by Sorrow! And the cover!

ONE!




TWO!

TH: Kick out! Sorrow’s wasting no time and goes for a Sleeper Hold, but Mysth manages to gets his arms in the way. Sorrow’s still pressing; Mysth is struggling to get out of it! They’re getting back up! Mysth slips out of the hold! Short-Arm Clothesline!

JK: He drops an elbow. And now he’s grabbed him and is dragging him to a corner.

TH: Mysth climbing backwards, still keeping his grasp on Sorrow.

JK: Hang on! Sorrow just grabbed Mysth as well! He’s pulling him away from the turnbuckle! He crushes him back against it!

TH: And now he’s crushing Mysth’s windpipe with his foot!

JK: Remember! This is perfectly legal!

TH: It really shouldn’t be. What a sickening display! This is no longer about sports or even grudges! This is outright torture!

JK: Easy there, Hoss, you’ll pop a blood vessel.

Sorrow: *to Valérie Valentine* LOOK AT HIM! LOOK AT YOUR BELOVED! WHY BOTHER FIGHTING SADNESS WHEN IT ALWAYS ALL COMES BACK TO THIS?! FIGHTING THE NATURAL ORDER OF THINGS WILL ONLY MAKE YOU SUFFER MORE!

TH: By god almighty! Someone stop this match! Sorrow has no motivation other than causing pain and torment! Just look at Valentine! She’s horrified!

JK: Why doesn’t she do anything? It’s her boyfriend in the ring after all!

TH: What could she possibly do?! She’s won’t be able to stop this raging madman, and interfering physically would only be admitting that Sorrow’s antics work! And letting him from get inside their head is the one thing Mysth and Ivy can’t possibly afford. It’s even more important to them than their physical safety!

*Valentine slides in*

TH: Wait a minute!

JK: Looks like you may have been talking too soon, Hoss!

*Sorrow immediately turns around to face Ivy. He slowly makes his way towards her.*

JK: Oh god, this can’t be good. I don’t really care what he does to Mysth, but please don’t hurt her!

*Sorrow extends a hand towards her and starts slowly caressing her face. She looks absolutely disgusted.*

TH: Why isn’t she reacting? She entered the ring but she doesn’t look willing to fight him. I don’t understand what she’s trying to do.

JK: I think I do. Look over there!

*Sorrow suddenly feels a tap on his shoulder, he turns around only to be greeted with a faceful of mist.*

TH: BY GOD!! Of course! She was buying him time! How did I not figure it out?!

JK: If it makes you feel any better, neither did Sorrow.

TH: Ivy slides out and Mysth still looks hurt. He’s nursing his throat.

JK: Spitting that mist can’t have helped.

TH: He’s capitalizing now with a Jumping Clothesline! And a Shining Wizard!

JK: And he follows that up with a Springboard Moonsault! Sorrow lifted his knees!

TH: Incredible! Somehow Sorrow managed to stay focus after the mist AND two of Mysth’s signature attacks!

JK: Sorrow’s hoisting him up! He’s going for it! He’s looking to end this! The Path To Sorrow!! Countered into a Hurracanrana!

TH: Sorrow is already back up! He’s charging towards Mysth!

JK: HEAVY CUTTER!!

TH: Mysth just planted him! He crawls his way to the cover!

ONE!




TWO!



THREE!

MM: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner! The Darkness in the Light, MMMYYYYYSSSSTTTHH!!

*Ivy slides back in. They hug, Mysth gives her a kiss.*

TH: And with that, and a little help from Valérie Valentine, Mysth is one step closer to getting what he wants: a match against “The Comedian” Bobby Riggs.

*Mysth motions to a crew member to give him a microphone and he gets one. He makes sure to find the nearest camera and look straight into it.*

Mysth: RIGGS! *he points at the prone Sorrow* YOU’RE NEXT!

www.video.com/watch?v=SyRvzeNuqa4

[BoilerRoomBrawler]

There's that little ditty from Ssnakebite too. And sorry to say, I still have yet to start the Tag Team Championship match. Just haven't been able to get my head into the game lately from the delays so I'm stagnating.


Here's a question I'll pose to everyone. I once wrote entrances and finishes to speed the writing process along and therefore make shows more timely. They were never obligatory, strictly optional. Would any writers come out of the woodwork if I returned to doing that?

[BoilerRoomBrawler]

E-DAY

TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
THE DREAM TEAM VERSUS THE CULT OF THE END

DING! DING! DING!

MM: Ladies and Gentlemen of the FAWA. The following match, scheduled for one fall, is our main event of the evening and is for the Tag Team Championship.

Introducing the Challengers...

A-MER-I-CA!

*Blackout and pause for five seconds. Then a miserably small firework goes off and the music plays for a second before cutting out, causing the house lights to go up.

A-MER-I-CA!

*The Dream stumbles out of a cloud of smoke, dressed to the nines in a top hat and vest with a huge smile on his face. Scott Martin follows close behind, shaking his head at his partner's antics.*

TH: Some say they were robbed at Gookermania VI against The Cult of the End, but the Reign of Chaos instated by their opponents, the Tag Team Champions, say otherwise.
JK: The rules are the rules, Hoss, even when the rules are thrown into a dark abyss.

MM: Making their way to the ring at a combined weight of 445lbs, Scott Martin and The Dream - The Dream Team!

TH: They may not have the rules in their favor, but the FAWA fans sound like they are.
JK: Fans schmans. It's the belts that matter.

*The Dream Team are in the ring now. They climb the turnbuckles.*

SCOTT MARTIN: Say our name!

*The Dream discards his entrance attire.*

TH: That's what this match is about to be sure, but The Dream Team know there's more to wrestling than belts.
JK: Ha! The words of someone who couldn't win them.

That is not dead which can eternal lie.

And in strange eons, even death may die...

*The lights go out and switch to black lighting. A tall, robed figure with a big book and a large figure on an obsidian Segway rise from the entrance stage.*

MM: Now making their way to the ring at a combined weight of 580lbs, they are your FAWA Tag Team Champions: Jeremy Dupoe, Disturbance - The Cult of the End!

*Dupoe saunters down the ramp while Disturbance!BRB rolls ahead on the segway.*

JK: It takes testicular fortitude to take on the CEO and Majority Shareholder for the Tag Team Championship belts.
TH: You're telling me. It's tempting fate. They could lose their jobs, their livelihoods.
JK: I was thinking something more like their souls, but...

*Disturbance!BRB circles the ring, holding up his Tag Team Championship belt up in the air. Dupoe places his large tome of prophecies on the ring steps and climbs inside. His Tag Team Championship belt is worn around his waist.*

TH: It was EWT invader "The Comedian" Bobby Riggs who ignited this flame on his Comedian's Comedy Club interview show.
JK: Doesn't take much to make a bonfire when the gasoline's already poured.

*Disturbance!BRB refuses to hand off his belt to Referee John Creed, but Dupoe does.*

TH: Look at the greed in Disturbance's eyes.
JK: Well, Boiler Room Brawler's eyes.

*Dupoe crosses the ropes and stands in the corner. The Dream eagerly takes the lead while Martin goes to the corner.*

TH: The opening wrestlers are chosen.
JK: Let the match begin.

DING! DING! DING!

TH: Disturbance charging for the Dream!

*The Dream sidesteps Disturbance!BRB.*

JK: The Dream has to have been salivating at the chance to get back at the possessed Majority Shareholder for some time now.

*Disturbance!BRB whips around.*

TH: A punch to the chest, but Disturbance doesn't miss a beat.

*Disturbance!BRB shoves The Dream towards a neutral corner.*

JK: He's corralling his opponent. Disturbance is wasting no time.
TH: But he's backing into the corner. What is The Dream's plan?

*Disturbance!BRB charges for The Dream, who thrusts his foot out straight into Disturbance!BRB's face.*

TH: A ruse from The Dream and he's on the attack with some forearm smashes.

*Disturbance holds his ground.*

JK: Listen to that 350lb chop to The Dream.
TH: The Dream to the mat but he's back to his feet in a flash!

*Disturbance lands another mighty chop. The Dream backs into the ropes, rebounds, and runs past Disturbance, who attempts a clothesline but misses.*

JK: The Dream is weaving his web of tricks on Disturbance already. He's looking for an opening.

*The Dream ducks the swing of a fist and rebounds again.*

TH: The Dream running the ropes, but to what end?
JK: Look at Disturbance turn around and around. He can't seem to land a single blow on The Dream.

*The Dream rebounds yet again. Disturbance sticks a leg out-*

TH: He's gonna trip him!

*The Dream hops over the leg and continues.*

JK: Or not.
TH: He's unstoppable! The Dream!

*The Dream rebounds for Disturbance yet again. Disturbance assumes a stance.*

JK: He's ready to catch him this time.
TH: He's not stopping either! The Dream leaps for his opponent!

*The Dream lands backfirst onto Disturbance's back, rolls to his feet, and continues to run the ropes.*

TH: What in the world is he doing?
JK: Beats me. Looks to me like he's getting his cardio.
TH: He's coming around yet again and... he tags in his partner!
JK: What?

*Martin hops up to the top rope and leaps, latching onto Disturbance!BRB with a reverse headlock and-*

TH: DDT off the top rope!

*Martin returns to his feet and appeals to the crowd.*

TH: Martin scoring the first blow to the Possessed Majority Shareholder!
JK: He's gonna score a knock to the back of the head if he doesn't keep his arrogance in check. Disturbance is down but he's hardly out.
TH: That he is.

*Disturbance rushes at Martin, who leap frogs over him. Disturbance stops suddenly and grabs Martin from behind himself-*

TH: Disturbance with a neckbreaker.

*Martin rolls on the mat, clutching his head, but he quickly returns to his feet only for Disturbance to whip him to the ropes.*

JK: Martin came in there all cocky but now his boss is taking him to school.

*Martin rebounds and spears Disturbance in the torso.*

TH: A spear from Scott Martin. Disturbance holds his ground.
JK: He's the biggest man in tonight's match by a wide margin. There's no way Martin's gonna take him down that easily.

*Disturbance attempts to drive an elbow into Martin's back but Martin maneuvers around him and backs up to the ropes.*

TH: Good avoidance by Scott Martin.
JK: He's gotta keep a step or two ahead of Disturbance at every turn.

*Martin spears Disturbance again. Disturbance doesn't budge again.*

JK: Another swing and another miss.

*Martin backs up from Disturbance. Disturbance lunges for Martin with a knife edge chop. Martin rolls out of the way. Springs to his feet-*

TH: Disturbance can't keep up with Martin's speed though. Martin with a standing dropkick!

*Disturbance backs up a couple steps before stabilizing. Martin is back to his feet when he delivers a punch to Disturbance's face, then the gut, then the-*

TH: Martin with a barrage of punches.

*-chest, a shoulder, the face again-*

TH: Scott Martin with a roundhouse kick- no!
JK: Disturbance has him by the foot. He has control of Martin here.

*Disturbance pulls Martin close and clasps his hands around him.*

TH: A modified belly-to-belly suplex!
JK: Martin has little experience with Disturbance, while Disturbance has had nothing but time to fully synchronize with the body and memories of Boiler Room Brawler.

*Disturbance leers down at Martin. He looks over at Dupoe.*

JK: Disturbance has pulled a bit of the weight for the Cult of the End. He's a big, greedy sonuvabitch, but he should make Dupoe share the workload.

*Disturbance tags in Jeremy Dupoe.

TH: Martin's getting up but Dupoe looks ready to pick him apart.
JK: This could have been their game plan for the Dream Team.

*Dupoe stands over Martin and strikes him over the head with punches.*

TH: Like a vulture. A devious, sinister vulture.

*Punch, punch, punch - all to Martin's head.*

TH: Look at the sadistic smile on Dupoe's face.
JK: Disturbance buttered Martin up and served him on a platter.

*Dupoe sends Martin tumbling for The Dream, who tags himself in.*

TH: But here comes The Dream.

*The Dream struts for Dupoe and hammers him in the face with a forearm smash.*

TH: Dupoe is rocked by The Dream! The Dream is fighting back for the team.

*The Dream punches Dupoe in the side of his chest. Then he pelts him in the ribs.*

TH: Dupoe's taking the hits like his partner.
JK: Yeah, but he can't take them nearly as well.
TH: A strike to the breadbasket!

*And yet another - to the chin.*

TH: He's got his opponent cornered!
JK: Dupoe sure screwed this one up.

*Dupoe throws a cross to The Dream's face, but The Dream just so happens to take a step back right then.*

TH: The Dream with his lucky timing.
JK: Dupoe prides himself on his intelligence and he'll be damned if a little luck is his undoing.

*Dupoe throws a front kick at the Dream.*

TH: He connects with a front kick. And a low, another low, he's aiming to take out The Dream by the legs.
JK: A whole lot of the Dream's game is fancy footwork and being able to move to the right place at the right time.

*The Dream jumps over a low kick from Dupoe. He grabs Dupoe by the hair and punches him in the face.*

JK: If The Dream was more crippled, he would have lost his footing on the landing right there.

*Dupoe returns fire to The Dream's face. A back-and-forth battle of fists to faces ensues.*

TH: Now it's an all-out contest of pugilistic supremacy. Dream with a punch to the breadbasket! Dupoe with a knee to the Dream's.
JK: Kill the body and the head will die. I taught Ali that one in Philly.

*The Dream takes to the ropes. Dupoe responds in kind.*

TH: They take to the ropes.
JK: Dupoe watched The Dream run around and around his partner.

*The Dream and Dupoe criss-cross run the ropes, narrowly avoiding each other at the center.*

JK: But where Disturbance would have to wait things out and use his sheer toughness, size, and stamina, Dupoe can try to match the Dream and possibly outwit him.

*The Dream stops short of the center. Dupoe rebounds and stops short as well. The Dream slaps Dupoe in the face and returns to running.*

TH: The Dream with a slap to the CEO's face!
JK: He called Dupoe's bluff and Dupoe looks like he's getting angry.

*Dupoe grits his teeth and darts for The Dream, but The Dream stops short again, narrowly avoiding Dupoe as Dupoe collides with the ringpost.*

TH: Oof! Shoulder trauma to Jeremy Dupoe!
JK: He's getting angry and that means he's getting reckless.

*Dupoe scowls as he shakes it off. As he turns around, the Dream comes from behind him-*

TH: Nicaraguan Kick!

*Dupoe hits the mat. Dream hooks the leg.*

ONE!

*Dupoe kicks out.*

DREAM: That was two mate!

JK: Dream is getting under Dupoe's skin but he's got a ways to go before the Envoy of Chaos stays down.

*The Dream grabs Dupoe by the hair and stands him up.*

TH: European Uppercut by Dupoe.
JK: He was down but he used the opportunity when he had it.

*The Dream stumbles back a foot.*

TH: Lou Thesz press by Dupoe!

*The Dream is slammed to his back. Dupoe mounts him.*

JK: He got The Dream and he's gonna make it count.

*Dupoe winds his fists back and lets loose with a flurry of blows.*

JK: Dupoe is a master opportunist. He's the kind of guy who will sacrifice the queen to secure checkmate.

*Dupoe fluidly dismounts The Dream and backs up. The Dream is getting up when-*

TH: What a running knee!
JK: The Dream might be seeing sweet dreams after that one.

*The Dream is on his back. Dupoe looks down at him and smirks at the ref as he heads for his corner.*

TH: He's getting the book.
JK: That thing ain't light reading.

*The Dream turns over and tries to get up when Dupoe slams the book to his back, knocking him back down.*

TH: Scott Martin reaching out to make the tag.
JK: No way in Hell or worse than Dupoe will let that happen.

*Dupoe raises the book high over his head and slams it down on the Dream again.*

TH: Martin entering the ring.
JK: He's not the legal man! What's his deal?
TH: He's gonna help his partner!

*Martin moves to engage Dupoe when Referee John Creed blocks him off.*

JK: Rules are rules, even when there barely are any nowadays.

*Dupoe chuckles as he swings the book down again, grinding it against the back of The Dream's head.*

JK: Dupoe and Disturbance knew what they were doing when they created the Reign of Chaos. They hold all the power in the FAWA and they're still on the path to utterly destroying it with that power.

*Martin backs off and returns to his corner.*

JK: So long as The Dream Team plays by the rules of old, they're gonna be at a disadvantage.
TH: But if they defeat the Cult of the End on the old ways' terms, it will stand for something.

*Martin holds his hand out as The Dream tries to get up again. Dupoe stands behind The Dream and-*

TH: A german suplex! The Dream is across the ring!
JK: The Dream is about all he can do now of tagging in his partner.

*Jeremy Dupoe grabs the top rope for leverage and kicks The Dream in the sides.*

JK: The Dream goes for a game of tricker and deception. But when a guy like Dupoe managed to find a crack, he stabs right into it and twists the knife.

*Dupoe backs away from The Dream to the opposite ropes.*

TH: He's going for another running knee straight to head.

*The Dream rolls out of Dupoe's way. Dupoe's knee collidtes with the second rope.*

TH: A near miss.

*Dupoe stumbles back but catches his footing. The Dream is on his knees. He reaches up-*

TH: Dream is on the attack. He's got him by the arm-

*The Dream stands up and in one swift motion pulls Dupoe to him-*

TH: A short-arm clothesline!

*Dupoe is on his back. The Dream charges for Martin and-*

TH: The Dream makes the tag!

*Martin hops over the top rope. Dupoe whips around and attempts to strike Martin. Martin ducks it.*

TH: Snap suplex!

*Martin hops up to the second rope and lands an elbow drop onto Dupoe.*

TH: Martin's on fire!

*Martin drops a series of elbows onto his downed opponent.*

JK: He's gonna grind him into the mat until there's nothing left.

*Martin hops up and climbs to the turnbuckle and appeals to the crowd.*

SCOTT MARTIN: REMEMBER THE NAME!

*Martin leaps off the top rope.*

TH: Moonsault to Dupoe. Martin for the cover!

One!

Two!

He gets the shoulder up!
JK: He's got the energy, he's got the drop on Dupoe, but it's not enough.

*Martin is back on his feet. He grabs Dupoe by the head and moves to stand him up. Dupoe swings his fist.*

TH: Dupoe was overwhelmed a few moments ago, but he's fighting back now.

*Dupoe gets Martin to back up. He throws a kick at Martin's head but Martin narrowly dodges-*

TH: Standing drop kick.

*Dupoe goes down but pops back up. Martin gets him with another standing drop kick.*

TH: Can Martin keep Jeremy Dupoe down for good?
JK: Dupoe's heavier by a respectable margin, but Martin seems to have great endurance.

*Martin takes to the ropes as Dupoe stands. He returns-*

TH: Spear! Down goes the Envoy of Chaos!

*Martin pops back up and shouts out.*

JK: He's firing on all cylinders now. Dupoe's gotta weather the storm or he's gonna be swept up and pinned.
TH: What'll his next move be?

*Martin tags in The Dream.*

TH: What?
JK: An odd tactic...

*Dupoe starts to get back to his feet as The Dream struts his way over.*

TH: The Dream is ready to take down the CEO.
JK: He's had time to recover and Martin got the drop on Dupoe. I think I see what they did now.

*The Dream stomps on Dupoe's hand.*

TH: Ooh! That might break a finger joint or two!

*Dupoe holds his hand out in front of himself. The Dream grabs him by the wrist and twists him around.*

TH: The Dream with some basic grappling but Dupoe tags in his partner.
JK: Good move.

*Disturbance!BRB crosses the ropes. The Dream shoves Dupoe away and narrowly dodges a knife edge chop as he shakes his head.*

TH: Looks like The Dream's a little knocked in the head after all but it saved him a knife edge chop to the face.

*The Dream sluggishly turns to Martin, which just so happens to sidestep a front kick from Disturbance.*

JK: He's got The Stuporman going.

*The Dream stumbles to one knee as Disturbance attempts a bulldog. Disturbance is right above the Dream-*

TH: Wait! Disturbance is in position!

*The Dream stands up. Disturbance is on his shoulders-*

TH: Dream Street! Dream Street to Disturbance!

ONE!


TWO!


NO!
JK: It was a clever ruse by The Dream but Disturbance is a long way away from going down.

*The Dream stands up, Disturbance is behind him when he leaps up for-*

TH: Disturbance with a crucifix pin!
JK: That's three hundred and fifty pounds holding down the Dream!

ONE!


TWO!


KICKOUT!

*Disturbance rolls away. The Dream gets to his feet. Disturbance rushes The Dream but the Dream leaps up and over him-*

TH: The Dream with a sunset flip. He's trying to secure the landing...
JK: Disturbance is too big...

*Disturbance!BRB flails his arms about to maintain balance and then plops down onto the Dream.*

TH: A reversal of fortune!

ONE!


TWO!

*Scott Martin has darted into the ring-*

TH: A drive-by kick from Scott Martin and he breaks the pin!
JK: In the nick of time too.
TH: Referee John Creed issuing a warning to Martin.
JK: For what? Martin can't be disqualified.

*Martin returns to his corner. Dupoe glares at him.

Disturbance and the Dream get back up.*

TH: Manhattan Drop to the Dream!
JK: Every move that Disturbance gets on the Dream no - the Dream Team - brings them closer and closer to their doom.

*The Dream stumbles back into the ropes. He raises his arms for a double fist and brings it down on Disturbance's face.*

TH: A Hit From the Bong but Disturbance stays up!
JK: He's shaking his head though.

*The Dream raises his double fist in the air again and brings it down on Disturbance's head.*

TH: Another Hit from the Bong!

Another!

And another!
JK: He's chipping away at Disturbance but Disturbance ain't going down!

*The Dream goes for an Irish whip but Disturbance stops him short and shakes his head.*

TH: He might be taking his licks but he's still in enough control to avoid a whip to the ropes.
JK: And he's pulling him in close for the kill.
TH: Overhead belly-to-belly suplex!

*The Dream reaches up while Scott Martin reaches down and tags in.*

TH: They have to wear down Disturbance if that's even possible.
JK: Disturbance has yet to be defeated while he's possessed Boiler Room Brawler's body.

*Martin runs for the top rope.*

TH: Missile drop kick! Down goes the beast!

*Martin pops back to his feet and heads for the still downed Disturbance.*

JK: Disturbance even managed to break Boiler Room Brawler's Gookermania Curse.

*Martin drops an elbow to Disturbance. Then another. A barrage ensues as he suppresses Disturbance.*

JK: They're about the deadliest combination possible and Jeremy Dupoe knew that when he first took BRB over at Summerfest.

*Martin stops to catch his breath before hooking Disturbance!BRB's leg.*

ONE!

TWO!

TH: No!
JK: Still got a ways to go.

*Martin waits for Disturbance to stand...*

TH: He locks in the sleeper hold.
JK: Not a bad idea. If he can last long enough...

*Disturbance hunches over. Martin now is on the back of Disturbance but maintains the hold.*

JK: ...he can cut off oxygen to Disturbance's - err, BRB's -

*Disturbance tries to shake Martin off of himself to no avail.*

JK: - brain. If Martin's gambit succeeds then Disturbance will be down for the count.

*Disturbance redirects himself towards a turnbuckle.*

TH: Disturbance looking to crush his opponent against a turnbuckle.
JK: And in his own corner.

*Disturbance backs up into his corner. Martin keeps his hold on him.*

TH: Jeremy Dupoe is up to something...

*Dupoe crosses into the ring and climbs to the second rope. Disturbance gets into position.*

TH: Martin's being set up!
JK: I think he sees it.

*Martin releases Disturbance. Just then, Dupoe reaches behind himself and grabs onto the front of Disturbance's head-*

TH: Neckbreaker! Dupoe just took down his own partner!
JK: Dupoe sure looks surprised.

*Dupoe looks up at Martin who hops up onto the second rope-*

TH: And he gets an elbow to the face to boot.
JK: Now go for the pin you showboater!

*Martin drops down to pin Disturbance.*

ONE!

TWO!

JK: Not yet. Not just yet

*Martin is tossed off of Disturbance. Martin runs for a Clothesline from Hell, but only manages to make Disturbance!BRB stumble a step.*

JK: Disturbance in possession of Boiler Room Brawler's body is an absolute juggernaut.
TH: He's got Martin by the arm! Arm breaker!

*Martin cries out but Disturbance, a manic look in his eyes, twists around for a hammerlock and he lifts Martin up into the air.*

JK: It doesn't take much for a guy like Disturbance to turn this match around to his favor. Just a well-placed hold and here he is holding up Scott Martin into the air with a hammerlock.

*Disturbance throws Martin off of himself.*

TH: Look at the strength of Disturbance!

*Martin lands on his feet but Disturbance follows up with a spear to the back.*

JK: Disturbance returning the gesture from earlier.
TH: He's taking this to the corner!

*Disturbance crushes Martin up against the turnbuckle and then backs away as Martin collapses.*

JK: I'm pretty sure that Disturbance is getting a sadistic thrill out of this match. He's been waiting to punish the Dream Team and to solidify his status as a Tag Team Champion on top of being the FAWA Majority Shareholder.
TH: A leg drop to Martin's head and Disturbance with a cover!

ONE!


TWO!

TH: He gets the shoulder up!

*Disturbance raises his hand in the air and brings it down for a-*

TH: Knife edge chop to the sternum!
JK: That'll leave a mark.

*Disturbance grabs a rope to stand up.*

TH: Martin's nowhere near his partner. How's he going to get out of this?
JK: Who said he will?

*Martin rolls over to get up. Disturbance goes over and tags in Dupoe.*

JK: Disturbance taking a break.

*Martin is almost on his feet when Dupoe grabs him and whips him into his corner.*

JK: Dupoe ready to take up the slack.
TH: Disturbance seems the forgiving sort for that neckbreaker from earlier.
JK: He probably figures that this match is in the bag.

*Dupoe grabs Martin and turns him upside down.*

TH: This looks bad for Scott Martin. Tree of Woe.

*Dupoe drops an elbow straight down to Martin's chin.*

TH: How much punishment can Scott Martin take?

*Dupoe backs up and picks up momentum to drop another elbow to Martin's head.*

JK: I don't know but he looks to be the Dream Team's punching bag.

*Dupoe drops one last elbow to Martin before climbing to the second rope.*

TH: Dupoe's going for the Sacrificial Dagger!
JK: This could be it for The Dream Team.

TH: Wait a moment! Wait just a moment!

That's David McLaren!

David McLaren is in the Parts Unknown Arena!

*Dupoe shoots a look towards the entrance, but no one is there.*

JK: Where is he? This isn't his match!
TH: He's waging a war against the High Priest of Darkness! He'll make every match with Dupoe his match! But where is he?
JK: I'm scanning the crowd, TH. No one's coming.

*Disturbance!BRB is looking around, as is Scott Martin. The Dream spots David McLaren, but when Dupoe looks in his direction, he pretends to be confused too.*

TH: There he is! Look!
JK: What. The. Hell?

*McLaren descends from the rafters right above Dupoe who is none the wiser.*

TH: He's coming down like a falcon!
JK: And Dupoe is his prey! Look up!
TH: Why would he look up?
JK: I don't know but he's about to get a good reason why in a moment!
TH: What is McLaren's plan?

*Disturbance!BRB pats Dupoe on the back shoulder. They exchange confused looks when McLaren suddenly reaches Dupoe-*

TH: Contact!

*McLaren plows his fist straight down onto Dupoe's cranium-*

TH: FIST DROP! FIST DROP! FIST! DROP!

Bah gawd!
JK: It worked!

*Dupoe slams down onto the mat, bounces back up, flops onto his back, and tumbles out of the ring. McLaren starts removing his rigging.*

JK: That son of a bitch pulled off a multi-story fist drop! But Disturbance tagged in ahead of time!
TH: Here he comes! Cunning strategy!

*Disturbance crosses the ropes. Martin has finally flopped out of Dupoe's Tree of Woe.*

JK: McLaren looks like he took out Jeremy Dupoe but Disturbance remains and everyone's a sitting duck.
TH: Not so! The Dream is coming!

*The Dream runs for Disturbance while McLaren finishes releasing himself and leaves the ring.*

TH: Dupoe is out! Disturbance is all by himself!
JK: It came down to Disturbance and The Dream last time-
TH: But now it's two-on-one! Nicaraguan Kick!

*Disturbance stumbles back a step. Scott Martin is back to his feet. The Dream charges for Disturbance again but-*

TH: Powerslam counter!
JK: Martin better think quick.

*Martin jumps up into the air and hooks his arm around the back of Disturbance!BRB's head.*

TH: DDT to Disturbance!
JK: Still up. He's still up!
TH: A mighty palm strike to Martin's sternum. He's fighting back!

*Dream returns to his feet. He stands up behind Disturbance.*

TH: He's going for another Dream Street Driver!
JK: But here comes Martin.

*Dream brings Disturbance down and Martin catches him with a cutter.*

JK: Down goes Disturbance!

*Martin covers for the pin.*

ONE!


TWO!


THR-

TH: He kicked out! He kicked out of that Dream Street Cutter!

*Martin is forced off of Disturbance. Disturbance stands up and stares down the Dream Team, his teeth gritted.*

JK: The Cult of the End may be down one man but that one man is a man possessed. Literally.

*Disturbance!BRB charges for The Dream Team-*

TH: A double clothesline! Disturbance to the ropes!
JK: He's gonna use Boiler Room Brawler's classic finisher: the Boiler Room Bomb. Martin better watch out.

*Disturbance!BRB takes to the air...

And the Dream Team rolls out of the way. Disturbance!BRB CRASHES to the mat and falls to his back.*

TH: What a resounding impact!
JK: No doubt in my mind that that would have finished his opponents.

*Martin and Dream get up. They look at each other, nod, and wait for Disturbance.*

TH: They're giving him the chance to come back at them.
JK: Better hope their plan will work.

*Disturbance returns to his feet.*

TH: Here they come.Martin with a barrage of punches! The Dream pelting him from every angle he can conceive!

*Martin with a one-two to the face. The Dream with an uppercut to the gut.*

JK: But he's gonna fight back!
TH: Another lunge and another duck!

*The Dream delivers a cross punch to Disturbance!BRB-*

TH: They're rocking the Majority Shareholder!

*Disturbance!BRB spins around into-*

TH: Martin with another cross-punch! Into another from The Dream.

Martin with a roundhouse kick!
JK: The power of two is strong.

*Disturbance turns to The Dream-*

TH: A kick to the gut! The Dream's ready for a power bomb!

THE DREAM: Contain the Bees, Scotty!

JK: What did he say?
TH: I think he said, "Contain the bees, Scotty!"
JK: The hell does that mean?
TH: I don't know, but Martin's climbing to the top rope!

SCOTT MARTIN: REMEMBER OUR NAME!

*The Dream clenches and hoists Disturbance!BRB into the air...*

TH: Martin with a moonsault!

*The Dream brings Disturbance!BRB CRASHING down to the mat. Martin lands the moonsault.*

JK: Contain the Bees!?
TH: Disturbance is down!

*Martin and The Dream each hook a leg and grab a rope.*

ONE!



TWO!



THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

A-MER-I-CA!

A-MER-I-CA!

MM: Here are your winners and new FAWA Tag Team Champions: The Dream Team

NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS
THE DREAM TEAM

*Disturbance!BRB lays there like a slug while The Dream and Scott Martin wipe their brows and high five each other.*

TH: They did it!
JK: Against all odds!
TH: A blow has been struck against the establishment! The Cult of the End isn't unstoppable!

*The Dream Team stand up and collect their belts. They climb the turnbuckles and raise them up high.*

TH: Could this be the dawn? Is the night breaking?
JK: It could be, Gorilla. I thought this company was done for.

*A couple of figures emerge from the crowd.*

TH: But wait! It's "The Comedian" Bobby Riggs and Sorrow!

*Riggs and Sorrow stand outside the ring. They look up at the Dream Team.*

TH: What is the meaning of this?
JK: If I know guys anything like "The Comedian" and Sorrow, they ain't here to greet them with loving arms.

*The Dream and Martin hop down to face Riggs and Sorrow. Comedian and Sorrow look at each other. Comedian grins...*

TH: I don't like the look of this-

*Comedian points to his eyes and then points to the Dream Team.*

JK: He's got his eyes on them. He must relish the establishment being laid to waste more than attacking the new champs.

*Comedian and Sorrow stay outside the ring.*

*Dream and Martin hug each other, then stand shoulder to shoulder, proudly holding up their Tag Team Belts.

The Comedian laughs, elbowing Sorrow in the side, but Sorrow just crosses his arms and looks up at the Tag Team Champions as the show fades to black...*

CREDITS
BoilerRoomBrawler +11
Glam Rocker Cody Wyatt +1
Gus Richlen +4
Hulk for Justice +5
RateTankMark +2
Spiked Mohican +5
Ssnakebite +5
Waffel113 +5

[Jonathan Michaels]

Okay, here's the deal.

LAst week our landlord threw us out, I've spent the last week and change making arrangements and things.

I was supposed to get a promo written for the championship match with Seth.

Has that match taken place yet?

If not, I will finish the promo immediately.

If so, then that's another thing that the landlord has screwed up in my life

[Waffel113]

How am I just now seeing this updated?

Fantastic match BRB, congrats on the title run with Jeremy. I'm honored that I am now a two time FAWA Tag Team Champion, and I hope that this reign lasts a bit longer than the last one .

Great show everyone.