Revolution Results - June 14th 2010

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

A highlight package shows the history of the Revolution event in the Lock Wrestling Federation. Sergeant Savage repeatedly powerbombs CoolJ onto a steel chair. TMA holds up the World Championship. Phoenix wins the Cross-Hemisphere Championship. Lock defeats Emperor in 2002 to end the invasion of the rival EWF, but in 2003 is responsible for the invasion/aquisition of UWF. John Hard wins the Havok Championship after a brutal assault with a flaming steel chair. Phoenix and Psiko battle alongside the Inferno Pit. Fear tortures Triple M, but comes up short in a bid to win the World Championship. Psiko defeats the Havok Championship in a Coliseum Match. Medos defeats the Natural Born Killer. The Young Guns win the Tag Team Championship. Derick Felix wins a Two out of Three falls match and retains the Cross-Hemisphere Championship. The package fades to black showing Phoenix struggling in a hold in his Submission Match with Red Fusion.

And fades into footage from the past month of UGWC. The Kiseragi Invitational Tournament leads to a new title contender in the form of John Russo. Phrixus Deimos assaults Jet Somers and lays down a heavy challenge, but Somers has a plan of his own up his sleeve. Andy Savana pulls off a stunning upset of Travis Roberts. Dirge delivers Death in Vegas to Donovan Hastings.

We cut to the arena, as pyrotechnics go off and "Let's Have a War" plays.

Vinegar: Welcome, everyone, to UGWC Revolution!

Covert Jay: Huttah!

Lierberjosch: Did we really have to sit through all that LWF stuff? This is UGWC.

Vinegar: To get where you're going, you can't forget where you've been. 

Lieberjosch: I don't recall asking you to be stupid and cliched.

Covert Jay: A true ninja anticipates. Don't ask and ye shall receive.

Vinegar: We've got a great show lined up. The Kiseragi Invitational Tournament winner-

Covert Jay: Dragon Tournament winner.

Vinegar: Whatever, John Russo, faces Kiseragi himself for the Cross-Hemisphere Championship, and Phrixus Deimos challenges Jet Somers in what is sure to be a brutal "I Quit" Match for the Chaos Title.

Lieberjosch: If by "brutal" you mean "one-sided."

Covert Jay: The Blessed Beards will be in action!

Lieberjosch: That's a horrid name that makes me want to puke.

Covert Jay: You make me think someone already did.

Vinegar: And of course, the Triple Threat Match for the World Heavyweight Championship, Donovan Hastings defending against both Dirge AND Medos, but we've got a lot of great action before we get there, so let's get right to it!

Dennis: The following match is a Number One Contender's Match for the Cross-Hemisphere Title!

“Bullet With Butterfly Wings”

Dennis: Introducinggggggggggggggggg first..... From Texas,,,,,,,,,,,,, ANDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDYYYYYYYYYYYY SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNA!

Vinegar: What a complete change for Savana. After spending the first month or so, doing very little, he's come back with this energy and is now in with a chance for a Cross-Hemisphere Title Match!

Lieberjosch: It does not matter. He is a jobber through and through, not a Main Eventer.

Covert Jay: Didn't he main event a couple of weeks ago?

Liberjosch: I don't believe so.

Covert Jay: Yeah, it was him, Medos and... DRAGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!

Vinegar: Do you think Jay just lies in wait to be able to shout that?

Lieberjosch: I actually do... He sets it up, rather subtlely.

Dennis: And his opponent... TRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVIS PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIERCCCCCCCCCCCCE!

Vinegar: Dennis ending his name calling rather abruptly today.

Lieberjosch: Travis Pierce was the previous Cross-Hemisphere champion before it got unified and he lost to Alex Kiseragi.

Covert Jay: DRA-

Lieberjosch: Quiet! In the A-Kis Invitational, he got to the final but ultimately lost to John Russo. This is his last chance to face the man who stole his belt, Alex Kiseragi.

Covert Jay: Mmmmmmmmphhh!

Vinegar: No dragon?

Lieberjosch: I put a sock in his mouth.

Vinegar: Ah.

Lieberjosch: Savana starts off with a rather feeble looking Clothesline.

Vinegar: It was better than that, Pierce hits the mat hard! Savana gives no chance to rest before nailing a Leg Drop!

Lieberjosch: Ah but look, Pierce rolls out of the way from a second leg drop attempt!

Vinegar: And Pierce tackles Savana to the mat! Pierce lands in some shots to the head, before pulling Savana up by the head, straight into an Snap Suplex!

Lieberjosch: Pierce rushes to the top corner!

Covert Jay: Mpppphhhmphhhhh!

Lieberjosch: Missle Dropkick! Connected! Pierce, quick cover!

ONE!

KICKOUT!

Vinegar: Savana won't go out so easily. Maybe the old one would, but not this guy!

Lieberjosch: Why do you talk of him like he is two different people? He is one. And that one, is a jobber.

Vinegar: Savana is picked up, as Pierce bounces off the ropes, however Savana shoulder blocks him down! Pierce back up but receives a boot to the face! Pierce off the ropes, Savana scoop slam!

Lieberjosch: It shall not last. Becuase you remember, as long as I am here, Savana does not win.

Vinegar: But you normally end up leaving in some odd way and then he does.

Lieberjosch: Preposterous! Savana runs to the turnbuckles and launches himself off backwards connecting the Moonsault!

Vinegar: No he doesn't... Pierce got his knees up!

Covert Jay: HUTZAH!

Lieberjosch: Damn! He is speaking again! I've lost two of my best socks. I'll be back in a second, I have to get some more.

Vinegar: Right... No wait!

Covert Jay: Pierce lifts Savana up to his shoulders! Signing Off?!?

Vinegar: Yes! Pierce covers Savana!

ONE!

TWO!

TH-

NO!

Vinegar: Savana got his foot on the bottom rope! It doesn't count!

Covert Jay: Indeed! Pierce looks frustrated, he must have thought he had him... Picking Savana up, The Truth Hurts! NO!

Vinegar: Savana moves out of the way, then throws Pierce into an Sit Down Jawbreaker! Savana climbs to the top rope and then connects the Savana Suicide Dive! Then locks in the Savana's Chamber Of Pain!

Covert Jay: Now renamed the Pain Chamber, because it's just too much to say otherwise, and I'm a slightly lazy ninja...

Vinegar: Pierce doesn't want to tap! No!

Covert Jay: He tapped! He tapped!

Vinegar: Pierce taps!

Dennis: Here is your winner, and the number one contender to the Cross-Hemisphere Title..... ANDYYYYYYYYYYY SAAAAAAAAAAAVAAAAAAAAAANAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Vinegar: So Andy Savana pulls another upset, and has now beaten both Travis' in a month!

Covert Jay: But who will he face? John Russo or Alex Kiseragi the DRAAA-

Lieberjosch: It happened again didn't it?

Vinegar: Yep.


Andy Savana: 8

Travis Pierce: 4

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: We’re already off to a great start here at Revolution.

Lieberjosch: All things are relative.

Vinegar: We roll on with our Chaos Championship Match!

“Phucking Phreak” begins to play, and Phrixus Deimos emerges from backstage and comes to the ring.

Mitchell: The following contest is an “I Quit” contest for the Chaos Championship, where the only way to win is to make your opponent say the words “I Quit.” Introducing first, the challenger, the Embodiment of Fear, PHRIXXXXUS DEIMOSSSSSSSS!!!!

Vinegar: Deimos won the right to choose the stipulation for this match when he defeated Somers last week on Synergy.

Lieberjosch: And he left a very ominous message spray-painted on the wall outside the locker room of Jet Somers, the message? Quit your morals or your championship…either way I win.

Covert Jay: Fear is the master of the moral victory.

Lieberjosch: You have to be when you need to take them any way you can get them.

A silhouette resembling Jet Somers appears in the distance of the hallway, walking toward the screen. A distorted and distant Mark Collie wails: 'In time, your time will be no more...,' and the vertical control suddenly flips out as Nonpoint's "Everybody Down" hits hard and Jet runs out from behind the curtain. He runs to the edge of the stage and pumps his fist in the air a few times. At 'And when I stomp you' Jet sprints down the ramp, slapping hands in the crowd as he goes, running to leap onto the apron of the ring. He grabs the rope with one hand and pumps the other fist in the air on each 'Everybody Down!' chant of the chorus. Jet finally steps in, unstraps the Chaos Championship and hands it to Owen Peterson. He begins bouncing on the balls of his feet and throwing shadow punches to warm up.

Mitchell: And his opponent, he is the reigning and defending Chaos Champion, the Wild Card, JEEEETTTTTTTT SOOMMMMMMMMERRRRRSSSSS!!!!!

Vinegar: To win this match, you are going to beat you opponent to a point where they utter the words “I Quit.” A tap-out is not enough, you have to make them verbally submit, but you can use any method you want to get there.

Covert Jay: I wouldn’t be so sure about that.

Vinegar: What do you mean?

“Damage Inc.” begins to play, and Robert Ooley comes out to the stage with a microphone in his hand.

Ooley: As UGWC Director of Human Resources, it falls to Old Bob to inform you that we have had the first cash-in of banked purse in UGWC history. Biplane McGee down there went to Most Rewards, and he spent G$2,00,000 to add a stipulation of his own to this match, so while it is still an “I Quit” Match, the only allowable weapons are ring bells. So you have fun with that. Later, suckers.

Vinegar: Jet Somers using his purse to make a change to this match, they can only use ring bells!

Lieberjosch: That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.

DING DING!

Vinegar: The first of many bells that might get rung in this match, and Deimos rolls right to the outside immediately, and he is going right for timekeeper Claude de Rhombus, he wants the ring bell.

Lieberjosch: And de Rhombus has to give it to him, it’s the legal weapon!

Covert Jay: He doesn’t need it anyway, I can fill in.

Lieberjosch: Eh?

Covert Jay: Trust me, platypus.

Lieberjosch: No, thanks.

Vinegar: Deimos back in the ring, Somers in a ready position to defend himself, and Deimos…is…handing him the bell?

Lieberjosch: Deimos is calling Somers out on this bluff! He’s insisted on a policy of no weapons for months, and now he comes out here adding this asinine gimmick that sounds like he wants to use some? I applaud Phrixus for cutting right to the chase, and making him put up or shut up.

Vinegar: Somers staring at the ring bell in his own hands now, Deimos goading Jet to go ahead and hit him, Somers staring at the bell, but he shakes his head, and he throws the bell out of the ring!

Lieberjosch: Wimp.

Vinegar: Somers turns right into a right hand from Deimos, and he whips Somers off the ropes and into an overhead belly to belly suplex, and Somers goes sprawling through the ropes to ringside, right by the bell.

Lieberjosch: And I’m certain that was intentional on the part of Deimos, he is extremely deliberate in everything he does, he’ll give Somers every opportunity that he can to re-nig on his policy of no weapons, which is sickening behavior from the “Chaos Champion.”

Vinegar: Somers looking at the ring bell laying next to him at ringside, and now he is pushing the bell underneath the ring apron.

Lieberjosch: It makes you wonder what Somers was even thinking with this stipulation if he was just going to brush it aside.

Covert Jay: Yeah, maybe he should have gone with a Good Housekeeping match or something.

Vinegar: Somers to his feet, but Deimos already there, he grabs Somers and hurls him face first into the ring post!

Covert Jay: He probably figured that if the ring bell was missing, he’d use the ring post because it is close enough.

Lieberjosch: And if asked he’d say it was inadvertent.

Vinegar: Somers staggering, and now Deimos throws him into the barricade, and he tells Peterson to check him, although that would be an awfully quick quit if he did.

Peterson: Do you want to quit?

Somers: No!

Lieberjosch: You might say that’s not a surprise, but what Deimos is doing here is in my mind merciful, Somers clearly wants no part of his own gimmick selection, and he’s being offered a way out.

Vinegar: Somers pulling himself up, but Deimos hits a dropkick that knocks him over the barricade into the crowd!

Lieberjosch: And this is the opening Deimos needs, time to go get that ring bell and remind Somers what he is supposed to do with it.

Vinegar: Deimos staring at the ring apron in the spot where Jet pushed it, but Somers now is heading up the arena steps, and Deimos gives pursuit.

Lieberjosch: Well it would be difficult to hit him with the bell if he’s left town.

Covert Jay: A true ninja could do it.

Lieberjosch: If you find one let us know.

Vinegar: Deimos chasing Somers up the steps, but he stops suddenly, looking at something to his right.

Lieberjosch: I’d stare at her too, pretty cute.

Vinegar: He’s not staring at the fan, he seems to be looking under her.

Covert Jay: He moves quickly, like a ninja.

Vinegar: Deimos going down the row now, meanwhile Somers appears to be frantically trying to get his attention again, Deimos ignoring him and pushing fans out of his way, and he…he just pulled a ring bell out from under the seat! What in blazes is that doing there?

Lieberjosch: It must have been part of the gimmick, there are ring bells hidden around the arena, Somers knew it and was trying to get his attention before he found it!

Vinegar: Somers racing back down the steps as Deimos pushing through the row back to the steps, but as he does Somers snatches the bell out of his hand, and he throws it down the steps!

Lieberjosch: And now Deimos throws Jet down the steps!

Vinegar: The crowd can’t believe that, quite frankly neither can I, Deimos looking around the section, must be trying to find another ring bell, he’s got hold of a beer vendor now, all he’s got is beer, but now Deimos sets his eyes on a hot dog vendor!

Covert Jay: He looks like he just crapped himself.

Lieberjosch: Probably ate his own food.

Covert Jay: I like hot dogs.

Lieberjosch: Do you have any idea what they are made from?

Vinegar: Deimos opening the vending cart, and he…pulls out a ring bell!

Lieberjosch: This is ridiculous.

Vinegar: Jet Somers has tried to keep ring bells out of the hands of Deimos, but now he has one!

Lieberjosch: You know what my problem with this is? You can only win by making you opponent verbally submit. Ergo you can’t be disqualified. Ergo this whole “only allowed ring bells” stipulation is pointless.

Covert Jay: But Fear is going to abide by it, he doesn’t want Jet to have any excuses, and you know he wants Somers to lose, one way or the other, of his own volition.

Vinegar: Somers back in the ring, clearly hurting, he’s got a ring bell with him.

Lieberjosch: He’s looking for somewhere to stash it, must not realize Deimos already has another.

Vinegar: Deimos coming over the barricade and he slides into the ring, he swings the ring bell, but Somers blocks it with the ring bell in his own hand!

Lieberjosch: HE USED IT!

Vinegar: But not as a weapon, and a second swing knocks the bell out of Jet’s hand!

Covert Jay: MATRIX!

Vinegar: Somers ducks under another swing of the bell, and now he dropkicks the bell into Deimos’ face!

Covert Jay: DING!

Lieberjosch: HE USED IT AGAIN!

Vinegar: It isn’t Jet’s fault that Deimos had the bell in front of his face, in my view Jet still has not used a weapon, but he clearly realizes his position, judging by the look on his face.

Lieberjosch: Look at him pushing the bell away, trying to pretend he doesn’t want to use it!

Vinegar: Somers back to his feet now, and he looks at Peterson and points at Deimos, meanwhile Deimos is…laughing?

Covert Jay: He must be thinking of that joke I told him a couple years ago.

Vinegar: Peterson doesn’t seem to know quite what to do about it, but Jet seems to, he pulls Deimos up and whips him into the corner…

Lieberjosch: But Deimos springboards back out into the Fainting!

Vinegar: Somers is down, Deimos crossing to the turnbuckle, up on top and steadying himself.

Lieberjosch: Meteor Press!

Covert Jay: DING!

Vinegar: Somers just pulled the ring bell in the way, Deimos landed on it face first!!!

Lieberjosch: He used it AGAIN!

Vinegar: And again, hard to really say that, it was more Deimos landing on it than Jet really using it, and Jet getting back to his feet, and he grabs both ring bells that are in the ring, one in each hand.

Covert Jay: You think he’ll put them both in the same place?

Vinegar: Deimos stumbling to his face, he’s busted open from landing on the bell, and, WHAT THE HELL?

Lieberjosch: SOMERS JUST UNLOADED ON DEIMOS WITH BOTH BELLS!!!!

Covert Jay: Ah, so the answer was yes, he put them both in the same place.

Vinegar: Deimos knocked out of the ring, as Jet Somers has just completely snapped, and he storms around the ring, and now he throws both bells down. Deimos is slowly getting up at ringside, Somers running and leaping over the ropes, suicide dive-

Covert Jay: DING!

Lieberjosch: Deimos cracks him in the face with a ring bell!

Vinegar: It was the bell Jet hid there earlier, Deimos must have pulled it out before he got up, and now he throws the bell aside and shoves Somers back into the ring.

Lieberjosch: Look at the crimson mask on the face of Phrixus Deimos, this is what Jet Somers has done to him, and he did it with those two ring bells that he now lies between, and you can’t argue that it wasn’t intentional!

Vinegar: Indeed, Jet snapped right before our eyes just a few minutes ago, and beat Deimos with those bells, but now it is Deimos with the advantage again.

Lieberjosch: He drove Somers to do it, he had no options left. Jet Somers took heavy blows into the ring post and barricade, he’s been thrown down a flight of steps, and was barely able to evade several attempted strikes with the ring bell, which in spite of his efforts he just got smacked with anyway!

Vinegar: And Somers is trying to get back up, but Deimos has him from behind!

Lieberjosch: NUMBING!!!

Vinegar: And right onto one of the ring bells!

Covert Jay: Thwonk.

Vinegar: Erm, thwonk?

Covert Jay: The way he slammed Somers on top of it muffles the sound, obviously.

Vinegar: Deimos snatches the microphone away from Peterson, looks like he is going to do this himself.

Deimos: Tell me what I want to hear.

Somers: …never.

Vinegar: Deimos looks far too pleased with that answer.

Deimos: Truth be told, Jet, you don’t have to. You already said it. Your words are spilled all over my face. You’ve fallen from your pedestal. You’ve shown the world that you are exactly who I knew you to be. I’ve won. What’s more, the championship finally has a champion worthy of its name. It no longer needs me, so as for this match? I quit.

Vinegar: Did…did Deimos just give him the match?

Lieberjosch: You’re kidding me.

Covert Jay: DING DING!

Vinegar: What’s that for?

Covert Jay: Well, the bells are all in the ring, somebody had to.

Mitchell: Here is your winner, and still the Chaos Champion, JET SOMMMMMMERRRRRSSS!!!

Vinegar: Somers trying to get back to his feet, Deimos turning his back to him, AND JET SMACKS HIM IN THE HEAD WITH A BELL!!!

Lieberjosch: What is the meaning of that?!??!

Vinegar: Looks like we are about to find out, Jet’s got the microphone, right in the face of his fallen opponent!

Somers: No one ever said I wasn't a violent man. I was birthed in violence. I've been immersed in violence all my life. But I told you freaks that I can adapt, and tonight, you finally see that I'm telling the truth!

Vinegar: Somers with those dark whispers to Phrixus Deimos, and he is still the Chaos Champion!


Jet Somers: 7

Phrixus Deimos: 6

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: UGWC Revolution has already had two great matches and we’re only just getting going.

Lieberjosch: Yes. Now we see the first real competitor coming to destroy some wimps.

Vinegar: Well we’re going to see a clash of styles as power meets speed.

Lieberjosch: And power wins.

Vinegar: That remains to be seen.

Dennis: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Cooperative Championship!

Power and the Passion starts to play. The lights start to flicker in yellow and gold before settling on JK, now stood at the top of the ramp and Enigma up in the rafters. The two of them do their trademark taunts then Enigma jumps, gliding along his wire towards the ring. As he does, JK breaks into a run down the ramp.

Dennis: Introducing first, the challengers! With a combined weight of 431lbs! Enigma and the Cyclone, JK! Crash aaaaaand Buuuuurn!!!

Just as Enigma hit’s the ring and detaches himself, JK slides under the bottom rope and jumps up to his feet. The two of them climb opposite turnbuckles and pose again for a few seconds before their music fades out.

Cochise starts to play to the adulation of the crowd. Travis Roberts walks out onto the stage, followed a few steps behind by Tyvola. Travis stops to pose in his classic open armed gesture and Tyvola walks straight into the back of him, almost knocking him over. Travis says something and the two of them start making their way towards the ring.

Dennis: And introducing the Champions! With a combined weight of 596lbs! The team of Tyvola and The Headliner Travis Roberts! The Blessed Beeeeeards!!!

Jay: Ha, I told him to say that.

Travis and Tyvola walk down to the ring and climb up the steps, Travis climbs between the ropes and Tyvola goes over them. They pace around the ring for a little while looking intimidating before removing their title belts and passing them out of the ring.

Vinegar: Title match two of four is about ready to begin. Looks like it’s going to be Enigma and Travis Roberts to get us started.

Ding! Ding!

Vinegar: Here we go. Travis and Enigma circling in the ring. They lock up and Travis swiftly turns it into an arm wringer. Enigma counters with a front handspring and into an arm wringer of his own.

Lieberjosch: Start crushing!

Jay: Start flying!

Vinegar: Am I the only one who enjoys the technical displays often shown at the beginning of matches?

Lieberjosch & Jay: Yes!

Vinegar: Travis able to swing under his twisted arm and pull Enigma into a hammerlock. Enigma counters with a go behind into a rear waist lock. Travis drags him to the ropes and hooks his arms, throwing Enigma off behind him though he’s straight back to his feet and comes back in. Drop toe hold by The Headliner puts Enigma onto the ropes.

Lieberjosch: And Tyvola makes his first impression with a jumping hammer fist off the apron.

Vinegar: Maybe not the most kosher move in the world but Sam Green is allowing it. Travis pulls Enigma back up to his feet and hoists him up. Back suplex.

Jay: Enigma rolls through like a ninja and lands on his feet. He dives and makes the tag to JK.

Vinegar: The Cyclone coming in and trying to catch the Headliner of guard but Roberts has seen him and both men stop in their tracks. Here’s another lock up.

Jay: Booo!

Vinegar: Travis quickly puts in a side headlock. JK pulls him back to the ropes and pushes him away, Travis off running, rebounds. Shoulder blocks from both men.

Lieberjosch: The man and the boy.

Vinegar: And neither go down. Travis sends JK off and the Cyclone rebounds off the ropes again, straight into a lariat from The Headliner.

Lieberjosch: That was smart and Travis knows it. That’s why he’s pointing to his head.

Vinegar: Travis runs to the ropes now. JK rolls over and forces Roberts to step over him and rebound again, straight into a dropkick.

Jay: That was some ninja speed right there. Now a ninja pin.

Lieberjosch: That’s just a normal pin.

Jay: To the untrained eye they are very similar.

Lieberjosch: The untrained eye! You little-

Vinegar: Travis kicks right out by the way but JK keeps control and pulls him up to his feet and over to Crash and Burn’s corner. There’s a tag and Enigma goes straight to the top rope. Double axe handle to Roberts.

Lieberjosch: Well it’s just plain tragic when your top rope move doesn’t even knock a man down.

Vinegar: Travis stays on his feet but it dazed him. Enigma runs off the ropes. Hurricanrana takes down the Blessed One.

Jay: Ninjas are taking control.

Vinegar: Certainly a promising display in the early stages from the challengers.

Lieberjosch: They haven’t had to deal with the greatest wrestler in this company yet.

Vinegar: Travis quickly back to his feet but takes a front dropkick from Enigma that puts him into the corner. Followed up with a running back elbow. Enigma jumps over the ropes to the apron. Springboard bulldog! Here’s a cover.

1!

2!

Vinegar: Travis able to kick out and Enigma drags him back to make a tag to JK again. They set him up and take him over with a double suplex. Travis slowly pushing himself up as Enigma climbs out of the ring but- Flying Debris! JK with a cover now!

1!

2!

Vinegar: Again the Headliner kicks out. Impressive display from the young Australians cutting the ring off.

Lieberjosch: It won’t last. Inexperience and feebleness will rear their heads soon enough.

Vinegar: JK does look frustrated that that didn’t finish it there though he shouldn’t be surprised. There are few men out there who have displayed resilience on par with The Headliner. JK going up top this time.

Lieberjosch: Arti-

Jay: Article 3!

Lieberjosch: Why are you-?

Jay: Stealing your thunder like a ninja. Payback bitch.

Vinegar: JK comes off with a moonsault. Travis Roberts gets his knees up though! JK took two shins square in the ribs and he’s in pain. Both men are heading for their corners.

Lieberjosch: Come on…Come on…

Vinegar: Travis makes the tag!

Lieberjosch: Unleash the beast!

Jay: JK tags in ninja 2!

Vinegar: Here comes Tyvola like a freight train. Enigma hit’s a dropkick to his chest and bounces straight off! Tyvola peels him off the ground and pulls him up into a spine buster.

Lieberjosch: And the little boy tries to steal a shot. Springboard clothesline attempt just earns him a urinagi slam.

Vinegar: Enigma recovers enough to spring almost straight up off the ropes and hits an enziguri to the back of The Jackal’s head.

Lieberjosch: He should be impressed. He put him onto one knee.

Vinegar: Enigma taking the opportunity to jump on Tyvola’s back and puts on a sleeper hold.

Lieberjosch: I think he’ll find that a mistake very soon.

Vinegar: Tyvola powers back up to his feet and just falls back onto Enigma.

Lieberjosch: What did I say?

Vinegar: Breaks the hold and possibly some of Enigma’s ribs. Tyvola turns over and covers him.

1!

2!

Vinegar: No, Enigma is able to wriggle a shoulder up. Tyvola has turned this match right back around though. He’s pulling Enigma back onto his feet. Powerbomb!

Lieberjosch: How destructive!

Vinegar: Another pin attempt.

1!

2!

Vinegar: JK has to make the save this time. The Headliner doesn’t take kindly to it though and shoots across the ring to toss JK over the top rope to the outside. Sam Green forcing Roberts back to his own corner as well though.

Lieberjosch: Let him go. It was perfectly fair.

Vinegar: Tyvola has pulled Enigma up once again and clamps him into a bear hug.

Lieberjosch: A powerful brute force hold. This will drive all the air out of Enigma’s body. He’ll probably pass out.

Vinegar: He’s trying to struggle free but those tree trunk arms of Tyvola have no give.

Jay: Ninja’s always have an escape plan.

Lieberjosch: He’s not a ninja. This is going to end right now.

Vinegar: Actually Enigma manages to chop into Tyvola’s neck and The Jackal drops him.

Lieberjosch: What!?

Jay: Ninja!

Vinegar: Enigma runs to the ropes and comes back with a forearm smash that barely moves him. Back to the well a second time, flying forearm smash doesn’t move him. Enigma running the third time.

Lieberjosch: Standing Wrong Way War Hammer!

Vinegar: Enigma ducks under it.

Jay: I see a tag.

Vinegar: Indeed I think there was a blind tag from JK on the apron and Enigma slides down between Tyvola’s legs. Basement front dropkick to the back of Tyvola’s knees drop him down.

Jay: Ninja face buster!

Vinegar: JK slingshots into a face buster on the prone Tyvola. Great teamwork and here’s a pin! Hooks the leg!

1!

2!

Lieberjosch: Bah, it’d take far far more than that.

Vinegar: Tyvola still able to power out of the pin. JK resorting to putting the boots in, trying to wear The Man Mountain down. Tyvola’s fighting up through the barrage though and shoves JK back into his corner. The Aussie Superstar springs backward onto the top rope as Tyvola straightens up. Diving cross-body!

Lieberjosch: Really? Of all the Article 3 violations. It’s been documented over and over that if you cross-body someone significantly bigger than you that they will catch you.

Vinegar: Well it happened anyway and Travis Roberts has come into the ring, Tyvola spins JK around and The Headliner puts a big boot into his face as the Bearded Bastard drops into a front power slam.

Lieberjosch: Here’s a cover. This should be it.

Vinegar: Referee Sam Green is distracted removing Travis though. Now he’s seen it.

1!

2!

Vinegar: Kick out!

Lieberjosch: Bah!

Vinegar: That delay was just enough for JK to kick out. Tyvola tags his partner back in. Travis locks JK up in a Full Nelson as Tyvola winds up the right hand. Heart Punch! Full Nelson Slam!

Lieberjosch: A brutal combination!

Vinegar: The Headliner covers this time.

1!

2!

Vinegar: Enigma in just in time to break the count.

Jay: That was some ninja speed to get that done.

Lieberjosch: It was petty cheating. This should be over by now.

Vinegar: Both teams taking some minor liberties with the rules tonight. Travis Roberts and Tyvola seem firmly back in control now however. No, may have spoken too soon, Travis tries to get JK onto his feet and Cyclone battles back with knife edge chops that seem to have stunned the Headliner.

Jay: Those shots are backed up with ninja power.

Lieberjosch: Well the ninja power can’t be anything special. Travis just recovered enough to cut JK off with a good boot to the gut.

Vinegar: Travis runs to the ropes now and- Enigma pulls the top rope down sending Travis spilling to the outside.

Lieberjosch: Outrageous!

Vinegar: And Enigma follows up with a spear as he tries to recover.

Lieberjosch: Ha, he’ll regret it! The Jackal of Jwar Isle is having none of it. Here he comes!

Vinegar: Tyvola rumbles around the ring to help his partner.

Lieberjosch: And Enigma is already running away.

Jay: JK Ninjaaaaaaaaaa!

Vinegar: JK slingshot cross body to the outside!

Lieberjosch: Didn’t he learn the first time? Tyvola just caught him again.

Vinegar: But Enigma is into the ring and running. Monkey flip over the top! He just barrelled right into the back of JK and slammed Tyvola back first into the crowd barrier!

Jay: You know what’s more dangerous then a Ninja?

Vinegar: What?

Jay: Two Ninjas.

Vinegar: Enigma with a couple of shots for good measure on the Blessed One before he rolls him back into the ring. JK rolls in after him but Travis is already recovering. DDT by JK! He’s heading up top! CANE TOAD SPLASH CONNECTS! HERE’S A PIN!

1!


2!


Vinegar: No! Travis Roberts kicks out! JK makes the tag to Enigma. Maybe he can finish it. He’s pulling Travis back to his feet. I think I know where this is going. THUNDER CHILD!

Lieberjosch: COUNTERED BY ROBERTS!

Vinegar: Travis pulls Enigma down with an arm drag and- INTO THE TWiSTeD TOURNIQUET! Submission hold locked in!

Jay: JK to the rescue.

Vinegar: No, Tyvola recovered and has grabbed JK from the apron. He’s got him on his back.

Lieberjosch: sugaM! Tyvola just tossed JK into the third row!

Vinegar: And Enigma has no choice! He taps! Enigma taps!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Cochise starts to play.

Dennis: Here are your winners and stiiiiiiill the UGWC Cooperative Champions! Tyvola and Travis Roberts! The Blessed Beeeeeards!

Jay: It’s catching on I tell you!

Vinegar: A heroic showing by JK and Enigma but in the end they couldn’t overcome the mix of power and experience that Travis Roberts and Tyvola bring to the ring.

Lieberjosch: And I find it hard to think of anyone who could. My god that man could make me rich. Rich I tell you!

Travis Roberts and Tyvola reclaim their belts and climb out of the ring, backing up the ramp with their arms held up in victory while Enigma is left nursing his shoulder in the ring and JK clambers out of a pile of unfortunate fans and crumpled chairs.

Vinegar: Another great title match and still two more to come. UGWC Revolution will continue with a Cross-Hemisphere title match between Alex Kiseragi and John Russo. Don’t miss it


Travis Roberts & Tyvola: 8

JK & Enigma: 1

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: Incredible night of action so far.

Jay: HUTTA!

Lieberjosch: Indeed.

Vinegar: Wait, no disparaging remarks, Hans?

Lieberjosch: That's DOCTOR Lieberjosch to you!

Vinegar: That's more like it.

Lieberjosch: But truth be told, I'm having a hard time really finding to much fault tonight. It's not like we promised much. Definitely not a big surprise that turned out to be a fat Tommy Dreamer.

Vinegar: OK. Finally stooped to a real life fed reference. Time to go to Mitchell Dennis.

Jay: Does that mean it's nap time?

Vinegar: Not on pay-per-views.

Lieberjosch: Unless the divas who don't get an entrance so a washed up act from the early days of efedding is playing.

Vinegar: Yep, second one. Should probably get to the match before someone brings up AmDrag.

Lieberjosch: HA HA fuck Mattel.

Vinegar: You don't know they had anything to do with it.

Jay: I don't get it.

Dennis: Me either so here's your introductions. Ladies and Gentlemen. Perverts and buffalo bangers. Something and something elses this is your Cross-Hemisphere title match! Introducing first standing high 60 low 70 inches, weighting much less than Lieberjosch...

Lieberjosch: I AM A DOCTOR!

Dennis: ... would prefer. He is the... never mind no nickname. Alright folks. Here's, ah, John Russo.

"Shout 2000" hits over the PA system as John Russo appears from behind the curtain, smiling as he poses for the crowd on top of the stage. He walks at a moderate pace down the ramp, pumping his arms into the air and telling the crowd to, Shout!" When he reaches ringside, he slides underneath the bottom ring rope and quickly stands up in the center of the ring. He poses for the crowd once more, telling the crowd to, "Come on! Keep on shouting!"

Jay: SHOUT!

Vinegar: No gimmick required if you ask me.

Lieberjosch: Thankfully no one asked you.

Vinegar: Regardless. Russo's path to this match was marked by wins over Chassie Fear, Deimos, and according to some a very controversial win over Travis Pierce one week ago today.

Lieberjosch: The only thing controversial about that match was how some people can't seem to admit they were just simply beat.

Vinegar: I'm not sure...

Lieberjosch: I don't care. Listen I'm not taking anything away from Travis Pierce. He entertains me both in the ring and that little show of his. But for everyone saying he was screwed someone by Kiseragi or a conspiracy needs to just accept that the competition in the UGWC is just that damn high.

Jay: Ninjas running rampant.

Vinegar: Hard to argue against that I guess.

Dennis: And his opponent. He stands six foot one inch, weights in at 205 pounds, he is the defending Cross-Hemisphere Champion, he is THE DRAGON, this is Aaaaalex Kissssssseraaaaaagi!

Juno Reactor - Teahouse

Alex walks out to the top of the ramp where he throws two right roundhouse kicks, each accompanied by a small pyro, followed by a split legged back flip with a larger pyro.

He walks down to the ring, slapping a few outstretched hands as he passes. As he approaches the ring he takes a few quick steps and jumps through the first and second ropes into a roll and up to his feet. He climbs a random turnbuckle and poses for a second before back flipping off.

Vinegar: Kiseragi of course set up this Invitational tournament to find his opponent tonight, and I would have to say it was a booming success.

Jay: Ninja foresight.

Lieberjosch: That's a hard point to argue against. Bottom line is Kiseragi, knowing he's a bit bland, had set into motion one of the only ways I think anyone would look forward to watching his miniature flippy kicky style, and in the process showed that bottom line some of the very best in the UGWC want the now coveted Cross-Hemisphere championship.

Jay: It was coveted before.

Lieberjosch: Different federation equals different title, but I'll give you your point. Let me rephrase. Finally the defunct GIW dot com title is worth a damn.

Vinegar: Hey!

Lieberjosch: Get over it.

Jay: BURN!

Vinegar: Fine. Brian Chartreuse calls for the bell, and folks we are officially underway.

Lieberjosch: About time.

Jay: KICK! PUNCH! STEALTH! NINJA!!!

Vinegar: Russo shoots in.

Lieberjosch: Kiseragi sprawls.

Vinegar: Russo shoots again.

Lieberjosch: Kiseragi sprawls again.

Vinegar: Kiseragi obviously scoped out his opponent. He knew Russo would try some of that fad MMA.

Lieberjosch: Fad? Are we agreeing?

Jay: Hug it out bitches. Russo shoots a third time.

Vinegar: Kiseragi Sprawls a third time.

Lieberjosch: Change up! Russo stops short, first to his feet, and as Kiseragi rose up Russo cut him down with a buzz saw kick!

Vinegar: Russo now locking in a deep and tight side headlock to the fallen Kiseragi.

Jay: Rest move?

Lieberjosch: I hate that term. Makes no damn sense. Have you ever had to squeeze something other than your, uhm, ninja bow staff for more than a minute? Bottle line is it’s a wear down move, and damn effective.

Vinegar: Apparently not. Kiseragi pulls Russo’s arm, juts back, and now has the challenger in a hammerlock. Counter

Lieberjosch: Russo sliding on the canvas shifts his weight to get his feet under him, and pulls Kiseragi down with a hard arm wringer.

Vinegar: He’s held onto that arm, steps over with one foot, swings his other legs over, Kiseragi scrambles, and gets to his feet before Russo could lock in that arm bar.

Lieberjosch: Forearm shot to the back of the head, and another, and now reaching for a waist lock.

Vinegar: Russo fighting for that arm bar and instead gets leveled by a modified pump handle back breaker!

Lieberjosch: Kiseragi measuring Russo who’s pulling himself up.

Vinegar: STANDING HURRICANRANA!

Lieberjosch: The momentum carries Russo right into a seated position, Kiseragi off to the races, SHINING MIDGET KICKY ATTACH!

Jay: SHINNING WIIIIIIZZARD!!!

Lieberjosch: Annoying no matter what you call it!

Vinegar: Kiseragi pulling Russo to his feet. Go behind. Dragon Suplex.

Lieberjosch: Russo flips through it, and lands on his feet.

Vinegar: And before Kiseragi can turn around he’s locked in a rear waist lock. German Suplex!

Lieberjosch: And this time it’s Kiseragi who flips through it and lands on his feet.

Vinegar: Russo turns around, charges with a clothesline, Kiseragi ties him up, kicks out his legs to get air born, FLYING HEAD SCISSORS!

Lieberjosch: Russo pushes him off!

Vinegar: Kiseragi lands on his feet, and it’s Russo with a RUNNING BULLDOG!

Lieberjosch: No it’s Kiseragi who pushes Russo off this time.

Vinegar: Russo turns around, Kiseragi with a show of strength, gorilla press, could be looking for the Alarm Clock.

Lieberjosch: And for a change of pace Russo holds on to Kiseragi’s arm, staying close, and falling on the Dragon’s shoulders, and right into a crucifix pin!

Vinegar: Two count is all he can get!

Lieberjosch: Both men up, Kiseragi with a rising uppercut to the gut doubles over Russo, DRAGON TAIL!

Vinegar: Russo hits the mat, spinning under the damage, and pulling Kiseragi over with a school boy roll up!

Lieberjosch: Another two count, but neither man seems to be able to catch the other with any offense... of course as soon as I say it.

Vinegar: Kiseragi with a brutally hard knife edge chop, he carries through the momentum, and lands a skull crushing spinning round house behind Russo’s ear!

Lieberjosch: I think Russo is out. He slouches down to the canvas near the corner. He’s seeing stars.

Jay: NINJA! NINJA DRAGON NINJA’NESS!

Vinegar: Kiseragi not going for the cover though.

Lieberjosch: Well Russo is already starting to stir.

Jay: Yari, do you smell a Yari. Do you know what Yari is?

Lieberjosch: Japanese for spear.

Vinegar: You’re both right! Kiseragi launches as Russo gets to his feet and turns around...

Lieberjosch: SUPERKICK!

Jay: ninja.!.!

Vinegar: Good GOD, it looks like a train wreck in that ring!

Lieberjosch: Russo tried to get his super kick up, and he did, but it didn’t stop Kiseragi from nailing the Yari Kick. Both men are out on their feet in the corner.

Vinegar: Well I think actually Russo is holding Kiseragi in the air with the aid of the turnbuckle, but both men are on dream street.

Lieberjosch: Kiseragi eating his own velocity as it only aided Russo’s Super Kick. Russo not only taking the Yari Kick but then getting crushed into the corner.

Vinegar: AND RUSSO FALLS!

Jay: He’s on top! It’s a cover!

Lieberjosch: Ugliest cover I’ve ever seen.

Chartreuse: ONE! TWO!! THREE!!!

Vinegar: And it’s in the books! We have a new UGWC Cross-Hemisphere Champion, and he is John Russo!

Dennis: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner, and NEW UGWC Cross-Hemisphere Champion JJJJJJJJohn RUUUUUUUUUUUUSOOOOOO!!!

Vinegar: I just said that.

Dennis: Well it aint ya job bitch!

Lieberjosch: Russo showing you don’t need a state of the art gym and the best trainers available to scout your opponent. Fantastic match up.


John Russo: 7

Alex Kiseragi: 5

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

We see the plush surroundings of an executive office, glass windows reach from floor to ceiling, stretching out beyond them is a sprawling city mass, and the room quite clearly towers above every other building in sight. A large glass desk sits in front of this magnificent sight, and behind it sits a balding man, with a look of assurance that rests firmly on his face, the Unified Global Wrestling Coalitions Creative Division’s Head, ‘The Auteur’ Moss Edwards. He forms a pyramid with his fingers as the camera zooms in on him, and he leans into the camera and smiles.

Moss: I trust that you have been enjoying tonight's broadcast of Revolution, an event that was first broadcast in July of 2001. We are all about moving forward into the future here in the Unified Global Wrestling Coalition, but I hope long time viewers of both LWF and GIW see that this continues to be the organic growth of both organizations.

Moss: We will be taking our cyclical week off next week, to rest and recharge, before returning on June 28 with another exciting edition of Synergy, as we begin the road to our next extravanganza, coming to you live on July 26, with the revival of a concept familiar in one form or another to all our long time viewers, at an event entitled In Your Hands. You, the loyal UGWC viewer, will choose the fates of all your favorite Entertainment Professionals as throughout the month of July you will cast your votes and shape the card for this event.

Moss: But that is next month, so let's get back to the present, and the Main Event of UGWC: Revolution.

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: It's that time of the show again, the moment where we reflect on everything that has come before it, and prepare ourselves mentally for the biggest match of the night, the one that cold no doubt define the evening, the Main Event.

Lieberjosch: What are you talking about? The Main Event is usually one of the least important matches of the night, full of over the hill performers with ego's the size of planets, which is inevitably out shined by everything else on the card. Besides, they're usually as predictable as Jay's opening to any show.

Covert Jay: I resent that, I am a highly spontaneous and creative individual. I shock and surprise people in their thousands...

Lieberjosch: I'm sure you have the restraining orders to prove it.

Covert Jay: No self respecting Ninja gets caught!

Lieberjosch: My point exactly.

Vinegar: It's been an incredible night of action so far, and indeed the three competitors who are waiting backstage eagerly, have a hell of a lot to live up to. We've seen Andy Savana turn his comeback round from his poor showing at No Holds Barred by tonight being named Number 1 Contender to the UGWC Cross-Hemisphere Championship, an incredible end to what has been a remarkable month for him.

Lieberjosch: I certainly wouldn't have put money on him even making it to this show after his initial month after his comeback, but luckily I don't partake in such activities.

Vinegar: How much are you down tonight itself?

Lieberjosch: None of your business.

Vinegar: And it what some may consider a surprising result, John Russo defeated the Dragon 'Alex Kiseragi' the only man to have held every active GIW Belt at it's end, to become The Cross-Hemisphere Champion, and will now have to prepare himself for a meeting with the unpredictable Savana.

Covert Jay: Russo must be a Ninja in disguise, for no mortal man should have been able to defeat a Dragon, unless sorcery was involved.

Vinegar: You are beginning to sound like Tyvola, speaking of whom, alongside his unlikely partner 'The Headliner' Travis Roberts, the team you have named The Blessed Beards retained the UGWC Cooperative Championships, whilst Jet Somers also retained the Chaos Title in bizarre fashion.

Covert Jay: That's what it's like with Deimos, you may get the 'win', but often the moral victory lies with the man once known as Fear.

Vinegar: And that has all lead to this moment, the UGWC World Heavyweight Title Triple Threat Match, the very first defence of this title, can Donovan Hastings cling on, or will Dirge finally destroy his title reign...or could Medos pull out the greatest shock in UGWC since Andy Savana beat Travis Roberts!

Lieberjosch: That was only a matter of weeks ago.

Vinegar: We're a young company still defining our history.

Dennis: Ladies and Gentlemen, the next match is our MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIN EEEEEEEVEEEEEEEENNNNT! And will be a Triple Threat Match for the UGWC WOOOOOOOOORRRRRLLLLDDDD HEEEEAAAAVYYYWWWEEEEIIIIIIGGGGHHHTTTT TIIIIIIIIIIITLE!!!

“Firefly”

Dennis: Introducing the first challenger, from Somerset, United Kingdom....MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDOOOOOOOOOOOSSS!!!

Medos appears just as the chorus starts. He walks to the front of the stage, looks around, raises one hand up slowly, then throws it down as yet another explosion appears from behind him. The screen is showing Medos wrestling with several other wrestlers from previous matches. Medos carries on walking down, he slaps hands with one fan, and walks past the others. He rolls into the ring, and towards an turnbuckle. He points at the fans, raises his hand to his forehead, sticks his index and middle finger out, and salutes the fans. He then prepares himself.

Vinegar: Medos has not had the best month coming into this match, but is it at all possible but he has been playing one of the most elaborate examples in history of possum over the last few weeks, lulling both his opponents into thinking he is nothing to worry about, cultivating the environment for him to surprise the world and snatch a surprising victory?

Covert Jay & Lieberjosch: No.

Vinegar: I wouldn't be so quick to write him off, you've both been wrong in the past, and Medos has already proven here in UGWC he has the ability to upset the odds, his match against Phrixus Deimos was one he was widely expected to lose, due to Phrixus' experience in the match, but Medos has mad eit clear that past experiences may count for nothing tonight, just as they did at No Holds Barred, is this match really that much different?

Covert Jay & Lieberjosch: Yes.

Vinegar: If his opponents are as dismissive of his chances as the two of you are, they, and you may well find yourselves in for a rude awakening at the hands of this British Underdog.

Covert Jay & Lieberjosch: Won't happen.

Vinegar: Will you stop that!

Covert Jay & Lieberjosch: When you do.

Vinegar: Look it's just childish, let alone a little creepy...

Covert Jay & Lieberjosch: Creepy? Coming from the guy who seems to have an unhealthy fixation with Medos, is there something you aren't telling us, something we should know!

Vinegar: Come on? How is that amount of simultaneous speech even possible, especially from the two of you who can barely even agree on what time it is.

Lieberjosch: One Sixteen AM.

Covert Jay: It's actually 8 Sixteen in the PM.

Vinegar: Finally, normality.

“The One You Love to Hate”

Because you're all window lickers.

Dennis: Introducing the next challenger, from Las Vegas, Nevada, he is the former Heart and Soul of GIW...he is DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRGE!

A video plays of Dirge driving an opponent head first into the canvas with the “Death In Vegas” before standing up and raising his hands. After a few moments the lyrics start.

“You may not like the future and we’re not here to please you...we’ll take you to the killing floor.”

“You think you want to know me. You think you want to own me, but I have nothing you can buy.”

“I can break you.”

As the lyrics say “break you” it shows Dirge demolishing JK with the “Respect is Earned”, leaving him in a heap.

“I can raise you.”

The video shows Dirge holding a Championship Belt over his head as a huge grin sits on his face.

“Bring you to your knees...”

The video shows Dirge flattening Carnival.

“Because I’m the one you love to hate !”

The video package shows Dirge standing with the RAWF World Heavyweight Championship held overhead as a furious audience is shown booing hatefully at him. His face is covered by a satisfied, ear to ear smile.

After this plays strobe lights flash for a few moments before suddenly going out as two spotlights shine onto the stage. They stay settled on that spot for a few moments before Dirge comes walking out to the ring with a gigantic and utterly obnoxious smirk of unshakable confidence on his face. The RAWF World Heavyweight and ICW Television Championship each adorn a shoulder. Behind him Erik Drugonov and David Damarest walk out and stand a few steps away, Erik with his arms folded across his chest and Damarest with his hands behind his back and an evil smirk on his face. Dirge stands and soaks in the raw hatred of the crowd before arrogantly adjusting the collar of his leather coat and slowly sauntering down to the ring, with Erik and David a few steps behind him.

Once he gets there he waits for Erik to walk up to his right side and Damarest to his left and hands each one of them one of the two Championships before he grabs the top rope and steps up onto the apron. He saunters to center ring and stands there silently with his arms folded across his chest as Erik and Damarest walk around the ring, up the steps and then enter the ring. They walk up a few steps behind Dirge and stand there with the two Championships resting on one of their shoulders each. Dirge waits for them to get into the ring and once they're there, Dirge takes both Championships from them, one in each hand and holds them high overhead. The fans boo the blatant show boating, which only draws a smile from him. After turning to all four corners of the ring and displaying the Championships he turns to his opponent and holds the two Championships out, blatantly showing them off to that person. He stands like that with an obnoxious grin on his face before finally handing the belts back to Erik and Damarest. After that he smirks and laughs at the person then backs into his corner and lets the referee check him. Once that happens, Dirge removes his leather coat and his shirt and hands them to Erik, who promptly leaves the ring, along with Damarest.

Vinegar: Dirge coming it to take a shot at claiming the UGWC World Title, many people feel that despite his career defining victory at Infinity over GIW's longest reigning Unified Champion Travis Roberts, The Momentum Killers career will always have a black mark against it due to his failure to hold GIW's utmost prize.

Lieberjosch: let's be honest, that's hardly his fault is it? I'd be more inclined to say it was a black mark against the history of that company, the fact a man as dominant, powerful and damn right evil was never made the brands top representative just goes to show how hugely shortsighted the management of that company were, at least this company gave him a chance at the first possible opportunity, he was in GIW over a year before he got a proper opportunity.

Vinegar: A chance I am sure he is determined to take, after coming so close to being GIW's final ever Champion, only a lack of blood reserves kept it from him, he will want to show the world that he truly is far superior to Donovan Hastings.

Lieberjosch: And if he is successful in his aims, can you honestly say you could see anyone being capable of removing it from his grasp?

Vinegar: I honestly can't and it's quite a scary thought, the last time this man was in any kind of position of power he brought the company tumbling down around him for the pleasure of his friends and himself.

Lieberjosch: And brought about the formation of this company. GIW was a literally a senile old dog, and The Covenant were humane enough to put it to sleep.

Vinegar: The Covenant...humane? You can tell they have had a very different impact here in UGWC to that in GIW.

“Immortal”

Dennis: And their opponent, The UGWC World Heavyweight Champion, DOOOOOOOOOONNNNNOOOOOOOOVAAAAAAANNN HAAAAASSSSSTTTTIIIIINNNGSSSS!!!

Vinegar: This could very well be the biggest test of Hastings' time as champion in GIW and UGWC combined, before today he has only ever faced one opponent, this time he has two, one of whom is Dirge the man who refused to quit last time they faced for the title, and the very same man who pinned him just last week.

Lieberjosch: The very man who makes The Lord Chief look nothing more than a pantomime villain standing next to the Devil Incarnate himself, Hastings is actually lucky that he has two opponents, he has the vain hope Medos can take some of the punishment that is inevitably coming his way, and the evn slimmer hope that he could snatch victory without actually having to defeat Dirge...again.

Vinegar: It's true, Hastings could for a second time retain his title against The Nevada Nightmare without actually having to pin Dirge or force him to submit.

Covert Jay: And don't forget, as you were saying earlier, Medos could win...

Vinegar: Glad your beginning to see my way of thinking.

Covert Jay & Lieberjosch: It was a joke.

Vinegar: Hastings is looking straight at Dirge as he makes his way to the ring, and The Momentum Killer is returning the glare, neither man breaking eye contact, there is so much history between the two of them, and you can see it behind their eyes, it's almost pure hatred.

Lieberjosch: Or Donovan just can't take his eyes of what a true epitome of evil and ill will truly looks like, he's probably just stunned and amazed each time he comes out and has to face him, not only at the pure power that radiates off The Momentum Killer but the incredible fact he hasn't already lost his title to him.

Vinegar: or they could just have an immense dislike for one another.

Covert Jay: OR both men have got something on there lips...you know like a scab, or some food...you don't want to but you can't help but stare.

Vinegar: Hastings has reached the ring and Glenn Burke takes the title off of him and hoists it into the air. This one guys and gals is about to get underway.

Ding!

Vinegar: And Claude de Rhombus signals the start of the very last match of the night. Dirge stands defiantly in front of both his opponents daring each of them to make the first move, and Medos is happy to take up the challenge and springs in to action, only for Donovan Hastings to move into his path, catch him unawares and send him to the canvas with a hip toss. He then turns and looks directly seemingly suggesting he's already been an observer in one match he was meant to participate in this month, and Hastings is not going to stand for any more of that kind of business.

Lieberjosch: You sound like my mother. Dirge can see through the transparency of Donovan's ploy, attempting to use the very same tactic the Nevada Nightmare initiated merely seconds before just emphasizes what The Momentum Killer has for so long been adamant of, he is the more unique, fresh and dominant of the two.

Vinegar: But there are three men in this match, and as Dirge and Donovan stare into one another's eyes, in what could be confused for a romantic moment, Medos has got back to his feet, and springs into action, stunning both men by kicking them both in the gut, and then delivering a Double DDT.

Lieberjosch: The crowd is almost hushed into silence as he springboards off the ropes and lands a spinning nee onto the skull of Donovan Hastings, before turning to Dirge who is on his knee's and knocking him back to the floor with a a low angled dropkick.

Vinegar: And now Medos is running to the turnbuckle and climbing it, he knows to keep a man like Dirge down you have to keep at him quick and hard, he leaps off for an Elbow Drop.

Lieberjosch: But Dirge shows why years of in-ring experience can never be underestimated, and he manages to roll away at just the right moment, causing Medos to plant that elbow jarringly into the canvas.

Vinegar: Now Donovan and Dirge getting to their feet, and Donovan makes it up first, and decides he wants a piece of Medos...

Lieberjosch: Dirge however seems adamant he wants to take out the underdog, and calmly takes his place at the front of the queue by causing Donovan to crumple to the ground as a result of a humongous Big Boot. He then turns to Medosand lifts him up to his feet whilst he clutches at his elbow, and scopps him up effortlessly into a Gorilla Press...SOUL AUCTIONEER! And he goes for the cover...

1...




2...




Covert Jay: Now that wasn't very Ninja!

Vinegar: Dirge has inexplicably pulled Medos' head from the ground, and broken the count. Hastings is only now getting to his knee's with no hope of breaking the cover, and Medos is literally out cold.

Lieberjosch: And Dirge just looks at Donovan, and it's pretty clear to anyone with half a brain that Dirge doesn't want a hollow victory against someone who shouldn't even be in contention for a World Title, he wants to beat the Champion, not the Challenger. He doesn't want Hastings being able to claim he is still Co-World Champion or something as ludicrous just because he didn't get beat, Dirge wants The Lord to have no excuses when he walks out of Boston with the UGWC World Heavyweight Title.

Vinegar: Well he could have just missed his only opportunity, and he should really be taking advanatage of the fact Donovan is struggling to his feet after that Big boot rather than standing around all superior and pompous...

Lieberjosch: Christ man, he doesn't need advantages, Dirge is a Walking talking Human Advantage, in some ways I think his opponents should be given weapons, like golfers are given handicaps, otherwise it's just not fair. Of course Donovan would probably refuse to use one in case his boyfriend finally put an end to their lame dog of a relationship.

Vinegar: Your criticising Donovan for not using a fictional weapon in a fictional scenario, when Dirge refuses to pin an actual competitor and win a title? Sure Hastings is the illogical one here.

Lieberjosch: The ill educated can't reach my plain of thought and consciousness...

Covert Jay: I'm pretty sure 'The Headliner' can get something to help with that.

Vinegar: Donovan now on his feet, and both he and Dirge are in the centre of the ring have a rather heated conversation, and it's Donovan that snaps first and lays a right hand around the face of Dirge, who's head snaps to the side and then turns back with a large grin on it, before rapidly bringing his knee up underneath The World Champions rib cage, causing him to barrel back in pain. He grabs him by the neck...VEGAS HEAD TRIP!

Lieberjosch: hastings head slams into the canvas, and Dirge now makes the cover that will win him the title...





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Vinegar: No, Hastings has enough to kick out, and scramble, albeit uneasily, to his feet as Dirge gets to his and glares at Glenn Burke...

Lieberjosch: Because it was a blatantly slow count, but The Momentum Killer is now one to dwell on anything...

Covert jay: Huh? Are we thinking about the same Momentum Killer, you know the guy who walks down to the ring with titles from another company on his shoulders?

Lieberjosch:...and he begins swiftly moving towards Hastings...

Vinegar: Who instinctively executes a drop toe hold that guillotines The Nevada Nightmare on the middle rope, and before Dirge can recover, Donovan is upon him, using his knee to press down all his weight onto Dirge's neck, causing the ropes to choke him, until Glenn Burke is forces him to break the hold by counting to four...

Covert Jay: Look who's awake...

Vinegar: medos is getting back to his feet, but this is spotted by Donovan who goes over and helps him up the hair, but Medos responds by punching him in the gut, and leaps onto Donovan's shoulders to execute a HURICANRANA...HOLDS THE LEGS!



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Vinegar: Hastings scrambles out from beneath Medos and quickly gets to his feet, clearly as shocked as many in the arena, but manages to duck underneath another swing from Medos, and grab him from behind...SUPLE...NO! Medos counters and lands behind The Word Champion, lifts him and hits a swift backbreaker....

Lieberjosch: And Donovan now paying the price for doing what Dirge refused to do, give Medos any more attention than he deserves, and to put and explanation point on that statement, Dirge has come up from behind Medos, spins him...ASSERTION OF DOMINANCE!

Vinegar: My God! Medos' whole body just bounced off the mat after that colossal chokelsam. And now Dirge just turns away and drags Hastings back to his feet, after shuffling Medos' prone body from the middle of the ring with his feet...

Lieberjosch: He'd just get in the way there to be honest, now Dirge is firmly in control, and he raises knee after knee into the midsection of Hastings as he grabs onto his head...

Vinegar: Suddenly though Hastings grabs his leg, and takes him to the floor with a sudden Dragon Screw, and with the aid of the ropes clambers to his feet and attempts to get some air, but The Momentum killer is getting to his feet quickly...but Donovan responds with a sudden Superkick, using the ropes to keep him upright, and his boot crunches into Dirges jaw, and the Momentum Killer goes down to the canvas...and Hatsings quickly throws himself on top of The Nevada Nightmare.

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Lieberjosch: It will take more than a paltry kick to keep Dirge down, and he kicks out and starts getting to his feet at the same rate as Donovan...

Vinegar: Not quite as Donovan manages to grab holf of him byt the head...and hoist him up...DESTINY'S CA...

Lieberjosch: NO! Dirge is just too big, and he shifts his weight which forces Donovan to buckle and release The Momentum Killer, and Dirge swings for him...

Vinegar: But Donovan ducks and manages to grabs the big mas, and irish whip him into the corner and fololows him in...

Covert Ninja: I've never seen a big man move so like a Ninja...

Lieberjosch: Simply amazing stuff from Dirge, with one hand he pulls himself up as Donovan races towards him, and with the other he drives The World Champions head into the turnbuckle, and now all Six foot nine inches of The Momentum Killer is extending himself up on the top rope...WHERE DID HE COME FROM!

Vinegar: Out of nowhere Medos dashes up the ropes and shoulder barges Dirge off the top rope, and into the front row, where he takes possibly the most obese woman I have ever seen take up three seats at a live wrestling event to the floor...

Covert Jay: Least the landing is soft...

DING!

Covert Jay: Dang! Spoke too soon! They hid those bells in some creative places.

Vinegar: Yes they did! As Dirge collided with the planet sized woman, one of the Ring Bells hidden ealier in the night for Jet Somers' match comes falling from within her creases, and Dirge's head clashes directly with the steel...

Lieberjosch: This is unbelievable...

Covert Jay: And now MEDOS! Is stabilising himself on the ropes...

Vinegar: But Hastings recovers, and is up quick as a flash...INEVITABILITY!!!

Covert Jay: FLY!

Vinegar: And Donovan has no qualms about making the cover as Dirge gets to his feet, blood pouring down his face, inadvertently thanks to Jet Somers...





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Dennis: Here is your winner and STIIIIIILLL UGWC WOOOOORLD HEAAAAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIOOOOON....LOOOOOOORRRRDDDD, DDDDOOOOOOOOONNNNOOOOOOVVVVAAAAAANNNNN HAAAAAAAAAASSSSSTTTTIIIIINNNGSSS!!!

Lieberjosch: Dirge is on his feet and he rightfully looks disgusted with this, Donovan couldn't beat him so he snatched a dishonourable win against a lesser man!

Vinegar: And he takes his aggression out on a fan to the right of him who is overjoyed with the result, and he silences his jubilant screaming with an elbow that sends him flying across two rows of seats. The Momentum Killer now turning and striding off whilst shaking his head, through the crowd, those who get too close getting a brief introduction to flying without mechanical aids.

Lieberjosch: Ad Hastings still in the ring has the audacity to raise his tainted title above his head, for the second time in a defence against the Momentum Killer he has been unable to get a true victory, yet he would probably claim he is indisputably the best in this company! It's a disgrace.

Vinegar: Get over it! Dirge clearly has no-one but himself to blame for this, he had this won far earlier in the match, but he let his own dumbheaded principles and his aggression get in the way of logical thinking, and it came back and bit him in the ass. His single mindedness has always been his biggest weak point, and here tonight it was proved as such again. Donovan Hastings will do anything and everything to hold onto the UGWC World Heavyweight Title and he won this match outright and is deservedly our champion. That's all we have time for, join us in two weeks when we put the future of UGWC In Your Hands!

Covert Jay: Huttah!


Donovan Hastings: 5

Dirge: 4

Medos: 1

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Revolution Credits

Savana vs Pierce

Medos

Chaos Title Match
Hastings

Co-Operative Title Match
A-Kis

Cross-Hemisphere Title Match
Tyvola

In Your Hands Announcement
Hastings

Main Event
T-Rob[/center]

[Alex Kiseragi]

You know I wasn't sure how good this PPV was going to be. I figured it'd be more exciting if at least one title changed hands. Of course I was hoping it wouldn't be mine but hey, congratulations Russo, you earned it.

On top of that it felt like the match writing throughout took a step up. We had some very exciting and tense stuff throughout the night.

The extra stip on the Chaos title match seemed kinda odd and possibly a little unnecessary but it made things pretty amusing as the match went on. Ater mulling it over while reading the rest of the show I've decided I liked the ending too.

Congratulations to Tyvola, T-Rob and Hastings for their successful defenses.

We missed out In Your Hands last year so it's actually going to be the first one I'm involved in. Looking forward to it.

[andysavana]

In Your Hands is one of the only PPV's I EVER WON A MATCH AT!!!!

On the bright side I liked this PPV. None of the matches were horribly short and eh. Pretty much all long and as competitive as words can be if you dig it.

[Jet Somers]

Adding the stip was kinda my overly elaborate way of saying 'yeah, jet's going to start using weapons now'

heh.

Deimos, I felt, has been a great opponent to stage turnarounds about, I mean, he gets into your head, and so he's fun to springboard into new stuff with. If anyone could turn Jet right now, it'd be Deimos.

However, wow, didn't see it ending quite like that. Shit... What a mind fuck.

Haven't had much time to read all the rest, but DAMMIT i was rooting for Dirge this go round! lol.

Congrats to all!