Synergy #10 Results - July 5th 2010

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome once again to UGWC Synergy!

Lieberjosch: I bet twenty dollars that Jay will say Huttah.

Jay: Hut- ugamunga!

Vinegar: Good save.

Lieberjosch: Damn it.

Vinegar: After a blockbuster week last week that saw the return of GIW Founder Declan Prescott we’ve only got more for you tonight as we put the first two names into the hat for a World Heavyweight title shot at In Your Hands. Phrixus Deimos will take on Travis Pierce while Alex Kiseragi takes on the returning Derek Felix. As well as that we’ll see Declan Prescott’s first sanctioned match since GIW Battleground 2009. Before that though we have our opening contest.

Sonny Sandoval is heard over the P.A. saying "Lights out...." as the arena then goes dark. "...Word on the streets is the boys is back". The intro of "Lights Out" starts as the arena is flashing white lights and the entrance is filled with smoke. As the lyrics starts, "Hitman" emerges from the smoke looking down then warms himself up by jumping in place then throws his head up as well as the east coast sign in the air, as pyro goes off to his sides. He walks down the ramp way bopping his head to the music and high-fives fans on each side.

Dennis: Ladies and Gentlemen this is your Synergy Opening contest and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from New Jersey! Weighing in at 233lbs! David Hitman Loooopes!!

Vinegar: David Lopes shocked the world last week by defeating both Paul Cockatoo and Tyvola on his return match after over a months absence.

Lieberjosch: A fluke. I’ll bet you forty dollars on it.

He then hops onto the ring apron and walks to his right to the turnbuckle left of the main ring-camera and steps up the outside of the turnbuckle and proceeds to throw the east coast sign up ala. the Rock. He drops down and slingshots himself over the top rope and runs to the turnbuckle to the right of the main ring camera and proceeds with the gesture.

Vinegar: I’m not stupid enough to bet against Tyvola against anyone. But I’m sure Lopes would take some of that action.

Lieberjosch: Really? Hey Lopes!

Before Lopes can respond, if he intended to at all, the lights go out. A red glow emanates from beneath the ramp and Come Together starts to play to a generous pop from the crowd. Tyvola lumbers out onto the entrance way and starts making his way towards the ring.

Dennis: And his opponent! From Jwar isle! Weighing in at 376lbs! He is one half of the UGWC Cooperative Champions! Tyvolaaaaa!!!

Tyvola bounds the last way to the ring, onto the apron and over the top rope. He doesn’t pause before launching himself at Lopes, swinging for the fences.

Vinegar: Whoa, this ones immediately underway.

Ding! Ding!

Lieberjosch: Tyvola doesn’t like to lose. He’s going to show Lopes who’s boss this time.

Vinegar: The opening barrage caught him off guard and it’s all Hitman can do to cover up and try to make some space to regroup.

Lieberjosch: Tyvola’s not going to let that happen though. He’s staying on him and herding him into the corner.

Jay: Smoke bomb! Smoke bomb!

Vinegar: Lopes is stuck in a corner just covering his head so Tyvola’s slams those meaty fists into his abdomen.

Lieberjosch: Why do you never bet on things I’d win?

Vinegar: Wouldn’t that defeat the object? Tyvola grabs an arm and hammer whips Lopes across the ring. He hit’s the opposite turnbuckle chest first and staggers back. Right into a clothesline to the back from Tyvola that knocks him down. He rolls him over with his foot and stands one foot on his chest. Guess that’s a cover.

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Vinegar: Unsurprisingly Lopes kicks out.

Lieberjosch: Unsurprisingly? He only kicked out because Tyvola let him. If he’d put his weight on it Lopes’s chest would have caved in before he could kick out.

Vinegar: Tyvola pulls him back up to his feet, lifts him in a two handed choke hold and simply tosses him into the corner. You’re being awfully quiet Jay.

Jay: Neither of these men are Ninja’s and there’s no weapons. I have little to say.

Lieberjosch: Thank God.

Vinegar: Tyvola charges in for an avalanche- No Lopes gets a boot up to Tyvola’s face. The shot knocks him back. Lopes hops onto the second rope. Missile front dropkick to Tyvola.

Lieberjosch: But the Jackal of Jwar Isle is still standing.

Vinegar: David Lopes kips back up to is feet as Tyvola recovers again. The Silencer! A straight thrust kick that pushes Tyvola back again.

Lieberjosch: He won’t be able to keep this up.

Vinegar: Lopes charging again, spear-

Lieberjosch: That was just stupid. He’s not going to tackle The Bearded Bastard.

Vinegar: The two of them locked in a battle of strength as Lopes tries to drive him back. Tyvola’s gets his arms under him, swings around and sends him flying off to the- oh!

Jay: Tyvola just tossed Lopes into referee Hazel East. She goes down…giggidy.

Vinegar: Both Lopes and East on the ground. Tyvola seems a little stunned but he’s looking to follow up. Rake to the eyes! Lopes just raked Tyvola’s eyes!

Lieberjosch: Then the Jackal will fight you blind!

Vinegar: Lopes is leaning out of the ring, looking under the apron. He’s got a bat.

Jay: That’s the Brick City Slugger!

Vinegar: Lopes is back on his feet and lining up a shot with that bat. Here it comes!

Lieberjosch: No! Tyvola grabs his wrist and stops it. Heart Punch!

Jay: Lopes dropped the bat!

Vinegar: Tyvola spins him around. Magus! Tyvola nails the Magus!

Jay: Hazel East is coming around.

Lieberjosch: Here’s the pin.

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Ding! Ding! Ding!

Dennis: Here is your winner! Tyvolaaaaaaaaa!

Lieberjosch: See, what did I tell you? Lopes fluked it last week. Even trying to use his bat he couldn’t bring him down.

Vinegar: Well by my count that makes it 1 - 1. Maybe a rubber match is in order.

Lieberjosch: A needless waste of time. Even Jay could see that.

Jay: Make is hardcore! Brick City Sluggeeeeeeeeeeeeer! Yeah!

Vinegar: I guess we’ll have to wait and see. What you don’t have to wait long to see is the Cross-Hemisphere Champion John Russo taking on Medos. That’s up next.

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: So, Hans...

Lieberjosch: For the last time. It's Doctor Lieberjosch.

Jay: Doctor Hans?

Lieberjosch: ...

Vinegar: Fine. Doctor Hans what can you tell us of this rumored MMA tournament on the horizon?

Lieberjosch: Not a damn thing, and I suggest we get to the ring before I say something that gets even more angry mail to the office.

Vinegar: Yeah that's probably best.

Jay: Oh grasshoppa learna.

Dennis: Wow, really? That it? OK, I'm not complaining. Ladies and gentlemen the following is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first standing on his own two feet I guess and weighting his options, this is the British Lion Heart, this is Medos!

The lights dim to a near blackout, as all you can see on the Globo-Tron is the words: "He Is Here!" Suddenly, an explosion erupts from the stage as "Firefly" by Breaking Benjamin starts up. 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.

Lieberjosch: I wonder how many fans tune in to see Synergy live.

Vinegar: Log in.

Jay: Log in what?

Vinegar: We're on the interweb. It's log in. Why?

Jay: It's log, log, it's big, it's heavy, it's WOOD!

Lieberjosch: *huff* Well I was wondering how many people just skip this part all together.

Vinegar: I would like to hope it's not as many as some would have you believe.

Lieberjosch: Pineapple sugar tits on a graham cracker torso.

Vinegar: Excuse me?

Lieberjosch: Just a test.

Dennis: And his opponent. Standing tall with his new Cross Hemisphere title, refusing to buckle under the weight, this is John Russo!

"Shout 2000" hits over the PA system as John Russo appears from behind the curtain and before long gestures to the back. A second later Sierra steps out to stand with Russo 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: Sexy ninja!

Lieberjosch: Now that's what I've been saying. If you're a boring midget flippy kicky tappy guy in the ring than you need to bring something else with you to give the fans something actually fun to watch!

Vinegar: Folks, that of course would be John Russo's new ah I guess we'd call her acting manager Sierra.

Lieberjosch: I might need some manager'ing myself.

Jay: Do you need my card?

Vinegar: And thankfully Owen Peterson calls for the bell. We're under way.

*DING*

Jay: Wha..ut?

*DING DING DING*

Vinegar: And it's over! Medos charged in to an incredibly focused Russo, and John fed him a superman punch for his efforts.

Lieberjosch: Alright, that was something else. I'll admit that. Thanks for showing up Medos.

Jay: Hey, it's not a complete waste. Look there's Sierra again!

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Lieberjosch: Do you think we can get Sierra to stay out here for the next match?

Jay: OH pretty please, please, please!

Vinegar: I don't think so guys. Besides, Dr. Lieberjosch why would you want to distract from the action? We're set to have to gifted in ring competitors, similar mat based technical backgrounds, one opting to supplement with high risk, and the other with a bit of a power game. This could be a fantastic match up.

Lieberjosch: Yeah, or it could be a freak show between a burnt out mental patient and a paranoid conspiracy head case. Even I don't like those odds.

Jay: Odds are the probability of something happening. So without a ninja in this match it'll probably be odd.

Dennis: Goat fuckers and goats, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first standing six feet one inch, weighting in at 210 pounds, this is Forrrrrrwelllll Boooooooooding!

'Live or Die Free' by hed (p.e) hits and Boding makes his way to the ring as quickly as possible while scanning the crowd for potential threats and necessary escape routes.

Lieberjosch: Look at him. It's almost sad.

Jay: Ninja alertness is never sad.

Vinegar: He's a ninja now?

Jay: No. He's get NINJA alertness though. Potential is planted in early fall to be harvested in late spring.

Lieberjosch: Yellow mustard princess, headless teddy bear?

Vinegar/Jay: o.Ó

Lieberjosch: I have to know. DON'T JUDGE ME!

Dennis: And his opponent. Standing six feet two inches, weighting in at 244 pounds, this is Andyyyyyy Saaaaaavannnnnnnnnnaaaaaaaa!

'Bullet with Butterfly Wings' by the Smashing Pumpkins plays out, Savana steps from behind the curtains, spins his neck 180 degrees, and then marches to the ring.

Vinegar: Uh, lets just....

Jay: Good ninja idea....

Lieberjosch: Shut it!

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The action is slow to start. Forewell and Savana come close to locking up a number of times, but each time Forewell bails at the last second scanning the crowd. Savana's puzzled smirk quickly fades the more this goes on. Eventually after Forewell bails on another tie up Savana smacks him square in the teeth with a hard right hand. Boding gets up and the two exchange quick take downs with neither man gaining an advantage for a few minutes.

The next few minutes are showcased by both man trading submission holds with both men fighting to maintain whatever ground they've managed to gain. Eventually it's Boding's ever vigilant scanning of the crowd that distracts him enough for Savana to get to his feet opening up a power game for Andy.

Savana unleashes a torrent of body slams, suplexs, neck breakers, and clotheslines. Boding fires back with flying forearms, ddt's, swinging neck breakers, and of course shinning wizards. Still no real advantage is gained.
~

Vinegar: Oh what the hell are they doing here?

Jay: Running.

Lieberjosch: It's the Royal 1st Battalion. Blake around ringside, and slides into the ring with the Union Jack, Ryder slides, gets Savana's attention as he runs past, and Savana turns around right into...

Vinegar: A sickening shot right between the eyes!

Jay: Ninja assassination.

Vinegar: Boding attempts to makes his escape, but The Captain hits that hard Dashing Driver before helping Boding from the ring.

Lieberjosch: Blake has Savana up for the Ballistic Buster....

Jay: FISH AND CHIPS!!!

Vinegar: And then locks in the Muppet Breaker while Ryder lays in the boots to Savana's head.

*Crowd Erupts*

Vinegar: It's Prescott!

Lieberjosch: And he's got a chair!

Jay: And Ryder's gonna have a lump in the back of his head.

Vinegar: Blake not sticking around for his bails and starts up the ramp leaving Ryder in the ring with Savana and Prescott.

Lieberjosch: Ryder I think finally realizes he's in it alone, and eats a huge Black Light running boot!

Jay: Savana's Chamber of Pain!

Vinegar: And the Brigadier General's fuming on the ramp. Here he comes!

Lieberjosch: Savana releases the hold, and Blake puts on the breaks short of the apron!

Jay: Sneaky limey ninja slips out of the ring!

Vinegar: And Captain Ryder's in the clear! Folks these two teams are going to rip each other apart if they ever get in the ring together.

Lieberjosch: And we'll get a preview a bit later when Ryder and Prescott got at it.

Vinegar: That right. It's Prescott's return to in ring action, but first it's Phrixus Deimos taking on Travis Pierce in an In Your Hands Qualifier!

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: We continue here on Synergy with the first of two In Your Hands qualifying matches!

Lieberjosch: The entire idea of giving fans the selection of the number one contender to any championship, particularly the World Heavyweight Championship, is counter-intuitive and spits in the face of the integrity of this title.

Covert Jay: Well, I won’t be voting for you.

The pyros explode on the stage as “You Know My Name” begins to play, and as the music softens Travis Pierce appears and walks to the ring.

Mitchell: The following contest is an In Your Hands qualifying match. Introducing first, the host of The Piercing Truth, TRRAAAAAAAVVISSSSSSSS PIIIEEEEEERRRRRRCCEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Covert Jay: Did you hear who this week’s Piercing Truth guest is?

Vinegar: Who?

Covert Jay: Common sense.

Lieberjosch: I doubt that.

“Phucking Phreak” hits the PA system, and Phrixus Deimos creeps down the ramp to the ring.

Mitchell: And his opponent, the Embodiment of Fear, PHRIXUS DEIIIIMMMMM0SSSSS!!!!!

Lieberjosch: The video filmed and broadcast by Deimos this past week was some of the most brilliant cinema I have ever seen.

Covert Jay: It’s the same thing Pierce did years ago.

Lieberjosch: And he did it better, that’s the entire point you witless Neanderthal.

Vinegar: Brian Chartreuse has been assigned both qualification matches tonight, and he’s ready to get this one underway!

DING SING!

Vinegar: Deimos charges and delivers multiple blows to Pierce, forcing him into the ropes. Deimos whips Pierce across the ring, then charges and spears him to the mat.

Lieberjosch: Deimos grounding Pierce with several mounted punches, beating Pierce like a rug.

Vinegar: Deimos to the turnbuckle, going for a missile dropkick, but Pierce sidesteps it, and Deimos scurries up into a hard scoop slam from Pierce.

Covert Jay: And Pierce hits a springboard diving facecrusher, ninja-like athleticism!

Vinegar: Pierce with a lateral press!




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Vinegar: Deimos kicks out! Pierce pulls him right up, whips Deimos across the ring and goes for a backdrop, but Deimos counters with a facebuster.

Lieberjosch: Deimos is a master of counter moves and reversals, always two steps ahead of you.

Vinegar: Deimos pulls Pierce up and shoves him into the corner, stomping away, and now he goes to whip him to the opposite corner, but Pierce reverses it, then follows Deimos, but Deimos reaches the other corner-

Lieberjosch: Fainting!

Vinegar: Deimos goes right into the cover…




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Vinegar: Pierce shoves Deimos off!

Covert Jay: But as Deimos rolls to his feet, look at the way Pierce is back up and hits several right hands on Deimos, backing him into the corner, and Pierce stomps him down! VENGEANCE!!!

Vinegar: Pierce pulls him out and into a cobra clutch, but Deimos elbows out of it, then kicks him in the chest and hits a DDT, floats into the cover!




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Vinegar: Pierce kicks out!

Lieberjosch: He doesn’t know when to quit.

Vinegar: Deimos pulling him up, Pierce catches him with a knee lift, sets up a powerbomb-

Lieberjosch: Deimos backdrops out of it!

Vinegar: Pierce tries to get right up, but Deimos grabs him-

Lieberjosch: Numbing!

Vinegar: Deimos grimaces, but shrugs of the pain and heads for the top rope, he leaps!

Covert Jay: Meteor Press!!!!

Vinegar: Covers, hooks the leg!




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Mitchell: Here is your winner, PHRIXUS DEIIIIIMMMMMMM0SSSSSSS!!!!!

Vinegar: Deimos advances! We know one candidate, we’ll learn another later tonight, don’t go anywhere!

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: Well Phrixus Deimos has taken one step closer to facing Donovan Hastings, a man he has had an, some would say unhealthy, obsession with since UGWC formed. Will he reach his destiny in a few short weeks, the answer to that will be In Your Hands. We will find out who is opponent in the vote will be during tonight's main event.

Covert Jay: THE DRAGON! Get voting NOW!

Vinegar: That vote won't be open for a little while yet Jay, but I have just had word that this week you will be able to vote for the challengers to Tyvola and Travis Roberts' Cooperative Championships, make sure you register your vote on UGWC.com over the coming week.

Lieberjosch: Giving the fans a say, whatever next? Allowing the corn to run the mill? It's ludicrous, what do these cretins know about the business? If the Consortium are that bereft of ideas they have a bona fide expert on the payroll they could turn to...

Covert Jay: And I am relatively cheap...

Lieberjosch: Not you!

Vinegar: I don't think it has anything to do with a lack of ideas, it's about giving the fans exactly what they want!

Lieberjosch: Katie Piper and Sierra in a lubricated strip off...I didn't see that anywhere on the website.

Vinegar: I doubt that's an option, but they will be revealing a new vote each week, so just keep logging in, you never know your luck.

Lieberjosch: The luck is always on the house's side, it's the law.

Vinegar: Anyway, lets not get too carried away looking to the future as we still have two great matches to come, and the first is the return of the original founder of Global Impact Wrestling, Declan Prescott.

Dennis: Ladies and Gentlemen, the next match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first...

“Strength in Numbers”

Dennis: From Sydney, Australia...DEEEEEEECCCCCCLLLLLLLAAAAAAANNNNNN PPPPPRRRRREEEEEEEEESSSSSSSCCCCCCOOOOOOOOTTTTTT!!!!!

Vinegar: It's been a long time since we've heard Mitchell Dennis say that name, and 'The Darkest Light' himself has stepped onto the stage, and has nodded towards Mitchell Dennis, as if in acknowledgement of a fine introduction. The fans however are giving him a muted welcome, unsurprisingly they are unsure what to make of him just yet, most of them spent much of their lives baying for his blood.

Lieberjosch: I did a little research on Prescott, and he was a borderline genius when it came to maintaining power and running a wrestling business, so it is of no surprise to me he was hated. The general public always hate a success...

Vinegar: You obviously didn't research the later part of his time, it certainly wasn't 'success' they were booing. But he attests to being a changed man, and he is displaying that now as he makes his way to the ring, taking time out to stop, shake the hand and thank as many of the fans in the front rows as possible. I can honestly say I never thought I'd live to see the day when Declan Prescott showed gratitude...to anybody.

Lieberjosch: How do you know he isn't a skilled pickpocket? He could make a few thousand dollars on the way to the ring, and I would bet on half this crowd leaving their pin numbers in their wallets.

Vinegar: I sincerely hope that's not what he's doing, but he's come across a group of fans who are refusing to shake his hand, and are getting up in his face. This shouldn't be a total surprise given they have a huge placard bearing the words 'PRESCOTT = MIDGET WHORE'. Even less surprising is the fact these men are all drunk and hurling abuse at Declan.

Covert Jay: Wouldn't it be more surprising if everyone was happy to see him?

Vinegar: It would be like an episode of the Twilight Zone, yes. And with good reason, I don't think even Declan Prescott can trick himself into believing one video taped apology can gain him redemption. Most of the fans are waiting to see if his actions back up his words, but there will always be those who will never trust Declan Prescott, and with good reason.

Lieberjosch: What is he trying to achieve though? Why hasn't he just ignored those drunken idiots, he seems to be trying to reason with them, and thanking them for coming even if they don't support him...and now one of them has just thrown his beer all over 'The Darkest Light'..I wouldn't stand for that..

Vinegar: Declan Prescott has narrowed his eyes, and he looks at the group of men...

Covert Jay: SNEAKY REDCOAT!

Lieberjosch: The Brigadier General was obviously getting agitaed waiting for Delcan to finish this impromptu meet and greet, and has forfeited his own rights to an entrance in order to speed up Prescott's.

Vinegar: With a running elbow to the skull?

Lieberjosch: He's getting in the ring now isn't he?

Vinegar: He's being dragged in!

Lieberjosch: I didn't come here to meet the entire front row, and I doubt the fans who are buffering this as we speak wanted to either. Some people still live on dial up ya know?

Covert Jay: Heathens.

Vinegar: Blake isn't allowing Prescott to get to his feet, and is delivering blow after blow with his feet to the back, and the stomach of the squirming Prescott. Glenn Burke has to use all his experience to get himself between the two men, and force Blake back to his corner in order to be able to officially start this fight.

Covert Jay: Prescott has only been back for a week and he's already got himself an enemy. Truly is testament to the man.

Vinegar: There has never been a shortage of people lining up to take a shot at Declan Prescott, most of the time it didn't work out to well for them. Johnny Blake is eager to make the most of his time, and is screaming at Burke that Prescott is now on his feet and wants the match to start. Burke cannot argue and signals for the bell...

Lieberjosch: And The Brigadier General charges at the disorientated Prescott...

Vinegar: Who finds his balance at the last moment and manages to hip toss Blake onto his back. But the Brigadier General is getting straight back up, so Prescott launches a low angled dropkick into his face as he does so.

Lieberjosch: Johnny Blake rolls to the outside, a quick bit of tactical thinking and regroups.

Vinegar: Which also allows Declan to compose himself in the middle of the ring, and when he does he takes a moment to salute the fans, this really is peculiar.

Lieberjosch: And Blake takes advantage of Prescott's pandering, and when he turns to 'salute' one side of the arena, Blake slides into the ring, rises to his feet, and before 'The Darkest Light' can turn towards another section of the crowd, he is planted onto the canvas with a swinging backbreaker.

Vinegar: Blake then grabs both Declan's legs and jumps...bringing down both feet onto what Declan may well refer to as his doodle.

Covert Jay: Hope that Cara lady isn't expecting any babies.

Vinegar: Declan rolling around in pain, clutching his family jewels, whilst Johnny Blake mockingly waves at the crowd, and then brings his foot down on Declan's skull.

Lieberjosch: This isn't the grand return he expected. Things are a lot different when you don't attack someone from behind like he did last week...

Vinegar: That's exactly how Blake got the upper hand tonight...

Lieberjosch: What goes around comes around..

Vinegar: The Royal 1st Battalion weren't even involved in the main event last week, Declan merely stopped an ambush...

Lieberjosch: After the damage had been done and The Captain and Brigadier General were tired out, I may add. It was hardly the heroic act some made it out to be, if he was watching all along, why didn't he come out earlier, huh?

Vinegar: I don't know, but in the ring The Brigadier General is hoisting Prescott over his shoulder, but Declan manages to counter, and hit a reverse DDT, the impact of which sends Blake spinning onto his face, and the tide may have swung in this match.

Lieberjosch: Declan is still the one facing the uphill battle...

Vinegar: Not a scenario he found himself in too often in GIW, he generally made sure he manipulated it the other way...

Lieberjosch: Which is a great skill, yet you speak of it as if its a sin.

Vinegar: If you had any idea how he used to treat his employee's...

Lieberjosch: Well if it was that bad, as one of his former employee's, I wouldn't be defending him like you have been half the night.

Vinegar: it's my job to be unbiased.

Lieberjosch: And it's my job to make you look like a fool, and it's clear I give a lot more value for money...

Covert Jay: And it's my job to interject with amusing thoughts from time to time, my value for money varies from match to match to be honest, so far in this match I'm a rather expensive luxury item that doesn't quite do what it's supposed to.

Lieberjosch: Just this match?

Vinegar: Both men are getting to their feet together, and now they are exchanging blows as they try to get fully vertical, each man trying to once again get the upperhand, and Declan manages to finally dodge a left hand, spin Blake round...Kick to the Gut...PILEDRIVER!...And a cover!


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Lieberjosch: No, The Brigadier General kicks out, despite Declan's attempts to use the ropes as leverage.

Vinegar: That's not what happened, he initially placed a foot on the ropes out of instinct, that much is clear, as he immediately took it off before the one count was made. It's clear as day he has those inclinations, that's how he wrestled most of his career, but he is obviously trying to reign them in.

Lieberjosch: Keep telling yourself that, though it obviously means he's as dumb as most of these fans, as Burke would not have seen it, and he'd have probably had this match won, if you're right. I think he couldn't keep his leg hooked...

Vinegar: Declan now getting Blake to his feet, but The Brigadier General doubles him over with a powerful no-blow to Declan's already tender special place, and The Darkest Light crumples over, and Johnny Blake grabs him by the head, and hoists him up...BALLISTIC BUSTER!


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Vinegar: NOW he has his foot on the ropes, and Burke breaks the count, much to Blakes disgust, and he lets Burke know exactly what he thinks...

Lieberjosch: not that surprising he found the ropes, he was only using them moments ago...

Vinegar: Blaketurns from a verbal tirade from Burke, to see Prescott rising from nowhere desperately, launching himself at The Brigadier General....SIGNIFICANT IMPACT!

Covert Jay: I think you'll find that's the White Light, actually. Don't you read the profiles?


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Dennis: HERE IS YOUR WINNER.....DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCCLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNN PPPPPPPPRRRRRRREEEEEEEESSSSSCCCCCOOOOOOOOOTTTT!!!!!!

Vinegar: And Declan Prescott snatches a victory on his first match back, but I'm sure it wasn't as straightforward as he had imagined it.

Lieberjosch: You said it yourself, it was a last gasp desperation mov, he's lucky he connected or else the Brigadier General would have finished him.

Vinegar: I'm not sure about that, but Prescott leaves the ring, just in case Captain Ryder plans another impromptu appearance, and gives the fans a round of applause as he makes his way up the ramp, whilst Blake gets to his feet fuming, and turns towards Burke and gives him yet another earful...it won't change the result.

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Phrixus Deimos is walking backstage, his journal tucked in his hand, when he is stopped by Grey Coppi.

Coppi: Fear! Congratulations on your victory earlier tonight! Can we get a quick word?

Deimos: I don’t do interviews. Which you know. So why…

Deimos stares with a puzzled look at Coppi for a moment, and he is blindsided by Hastings! He grabs hold of Deimos and hurls him through an open door.

Coppi: What are you-

Hastings: Shut your mouth.

Coppi: But-

Hastings: Move on. Now.

Hastings enters the room and picks up a chair, which he opens and uses to pin Deimos to the ground. He sits backwards on the chair, staring down at Deimos.

Hastings: Hey, buddy.

Deimos: What are you doing?

Hastings: Just taking a stroll down memory lane.

Deimos laughs.

Deimos: You’re proving my point, that you aren’t what these people think you are.

Hastings: I learned from the best.

Hastings stands up, picking up the journal and taking it with him.

Hastings: Thanks for the reading material. Don’t bother getting up either, there’s crazy glue on the legs.

Deimos: You’re just making my case for me. There’s nothing you can do to me, Donovan.

Hastings: Yeah?

He glances back at Deimos.

Hastings: How’s Arcadia?

Deimos’ eyes widen, and he bucks his body in vain against the unbudging chair.

Deimos: HASTINGS!!!

Hastings leaves the room and closes the door behind him.

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: What an incredible night it has been, we’ve already seen one World Title candidate challenger determined as well as the in-ring return of Declan Prescott, and now it is time for the main event!

Lieberjosch: At In Your Hands, the UGWC fans will decide who faces Donovan Hastings for the World Heavyweight Championship from a choice of three possible challengers. Phrixus Deimos is one of them, and as we’ve seen Hastings has clearly wasted no time in responding.

Covert Jay: He attacked with a ninja-like stealth and intensity.

Vinegar: Who will join Deimos as a candidate? We’re about to find out.

Sonny Sandoval is heard over the P.A. saying "Lights out...." as the arena then goes dark. "...Word on the streets is the boys is back". The intro of "Lights Out" starts as the arena is flashing white lights and the entrance if filled with smoke. As the lyrics starts, "Dynamite" emerges from the smoke looking down then turns a full circle then looks out into the crowd then walks forward. He begins to shake his wrists then throws the east coast sign in the air, as pyro goes off to his sides, pointing at the crowd. He proceeds to go down the rampway high-fiving fans on each side he pause at about 5ft away from the ring and takes a breather. He then sprints into the ring feet first and hops right to his feet and walks forward to the main ring-camera and steps up on the ropes and proceeds to throw the east coast sign up. He then walks behind him to the far right turnbuckle of the main ring-camera and stands on the 2nd ropes and repeats the gesture.

Mitchell: The following contest is an In Your Hands qualifying match! Introducing first, from Newark, New Jersey, weighing in at 220 lbs, Dynamite, DERICK FEEEEELLLIIIIIIXXXXXXXX!!!!!

Lieberjosch: It is critical to remember that Felix is a former World Champion, and that he…what the hell is that?

Covert Jay: It’s the official Brick City blow-up bat!

Lieberjosch: Get it out of my face.

Covert Jay: It’s not in your face, it’s in my hand.

Lieberjosch: Get what’s in your hand out of my face.

Vinegar: We saw Felix’s partner, David Lopes, in action earlier tonight against Tyvola, now Felix against the Grand Slammer himself, our show opens and closes with the Brick City Boyz.

Covert Jay: They’re taking over!

“Teahouse” begins to play, and Alex Kiseragi 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 backflip 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 backflipping off.

Mitchell: And his opponent, currently residing in Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 205 lbs, the Dragon, ALEX KISSSSSSSSERRRRRRRRRRAGIIIIIII!!!!

Lieberjosch: Don’t do it!

Covert Jay: DRRRRRAGGGGGG0NNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!

Lieberjosch: I’m going to shove that bat right up-

Vinegar: A great match-up to main event our program here tonight, one of these men will join Phrixus Deimos as a potential challenger to Donovan Hastings, both men are ready, and Brian Chartreuse is signaling for the bell, we are underway!

DING DING!

Vinegar: Both men cautiously approaching the other, Kiseragi with some low kicks, deflected by Felix, Felix now with a spinning back thrust kick, Kiseragi sidesteps and counters with a suplex!

Covert Jay: A dragon suplex!

Vinegar: Kiseragi with a bridge pin!




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Vinegar: And Felix kicks out!

Lieberjosch: Alex Kiseragi is a dangerous competitor, and he nearly caught Felix by surprise there and finished off this match as it was barely even under way!

Vinegar: Both men to their feet, Kiseragi comes off the ropes, baseball slides underneath the legs of Felix, through the ropes to the apron, standing, slingshots into a crossbody tackle on Felix, but Felix rolls through into a cover!




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Vinegar: Kis shoves him off!

Covert Jay: Derick Felix is an extremely versatile competitor, having competed during his career in Prison Break, the Elimination Chamber, and he won the LWF World Title in a four person Vigilante Match.

Vinegar: He has an impressive resume to be certain, as Felix ducks a clothesline, arm twist into the Rockin’ DDT!

Lieberjosch: Felix has a flashy style, as he kips back up to his feet, but now possibly a mistake, as he neglects to go for the cover or follow-up, instead heading for the turnbuckle.

Vinegar: Felix steadying himself, sees Kiseragi getting back to his feet, Felix leaps into a headscissor, transitioning, going for the Haitian Legsweep…

Covert Jay: Dragon elbows away!

Vinegar: Headlock takedown by Kiseragi, trying to transition into a dragon sleeper-

Covert Jay: Dragon!

Vinegar: Felix twists, counters with a knee, comes off the ropes-

Lieberjosch: But Kiseragi counters with an Alarm Clock!

Vinegar: Kis goes for a cover!
Lieberjosch: But Chartreuse has left the ring!

Vinegar: He didn’t leave the ring, he was pulled out by Travis Pierce! Where did Pierce come from?

Covert Jay: I was able to speak with Travis Pierce earlier today, and I taught him the sneakiness of the ninja.

Lieberjosch: You did not.

Covert Jay: No, but it sounds good.

Vinegar: Chartreuse yelling at Pierce now, Pierce shrugging his shoulders, Kiseragi staring a hole right through Pierce.

Covert Jay: It’s the Dragon Penance Stare, the work of a ringmaster, indeed.

Vinegar: Kiseragi turning his attention back to Felix, but Felix already recovered!

Lieberjosch: Dynamite Impact!!!!

Vinegar: Felix with the cover!




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Mitchell: Here is your winner, DERICK FEEEEEEELIIXXXXXXXX!!!!!!

Vinegar: Felix wins, and with that victory he qualifies as a candidate to face the World Champion at In Your Hands!

Covert Jay: The Dragon is angry!

Vinegar: He sure looks it, but not at Felix, as he is at ringside now, and he’s going for Pierce!

Lieberjosch: And Pierce clearly recognizes that discretion is the better part of valor, as he vaults the barricade, and he’s headed through the crowd.

Covert Jay: With a dragon right on his tail!

Vinegar: But the story here is the victory for Derick Felix, as Brian Chartreuse raises his arm, and-

Lieberjosch: Hastings! Hastings is in the ring!

Vinegar: Felix doesn’t see him!

Lieberjosch: Destiny’s Call!!!!!

Vinegar: And now Hastings stands over Felix with the World Heavyweight Title held overhead, he’s taken out both of his potential challengers here tonight!

Covert Jay: What’s Dexter Vines doing out here?

Vinegar: The Sports Entertainment Executive is on the stage!

Vines: Congratulations, Mr. Hastings. You see to setting yourself up for another “impressive” title retention. The Consortium is aware that although you have only been our champion for about two months, you have in truth been a World Champion uninterrupted since last December, over half a year. You have memorable victories over Travis Roberts, Dirge, and you unified the championships of two proud and historic organizations. However, the Consortium has identified a dark blemish on your resume. Your disqualification victory at GIW Infinity is highly dubious, in fact there are many that feel you should have lost both the match and your championship that night. The Consortium would like to offer the UGWC fans the opportunity to correct that, if they choose to do so. At In Your Hands, the fans will select your challenger from the choice of Phrixus Deimos, Derick Felix, and THIS man…

Lamb of God's "Redneck" explodes into existence over the p.a. and then destroys life as a macabre, dark purple light fills the arena with a sinister and misty disdain as our Resident Evil, Raenius, walks out slowly, proudly wearing his uCw Kings of Hardcore t-shirt, clearly showing it's print saying 'We Bleed For You' for the world to see, as Hastings stares coldly at him from the ring.

Vinegar: What an announcement! The Consortium has brought back the Resident Evil, and he is a candidate to face Donovan Hastings at In Your Hands! I don’t know what will happen next, but I’m sure you won’t want to miss it, we’ll see you next week, on Synergy!

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Credits

Opener
A-Kis

Russo vs Medos
Tyvola

Savana vs Boding
Tyvola

Pierce vs Deimos
Hastings

Prescott vs Blake
T-Rob

Hastings and Phrixus backstage
Hastings

Main Event
Hastings

[Alex Kiseragi]

Yeah, this was a good Synergy. Tensions between the Royal 1st Battalion and Savana & Prescott got built on well.

The Alex and Travis set up was awesome, mostly the ending with Alex chasing him. Might have to open a promo with that.

More development of the return of Old School Hastings. Interesting to see what he's going to do with that journal and the GIW Alumni among us will likely be interested in who this Arcadia is.

Then Welcome back Raenius. Good to see you.

[Declan Prescott]

‘Goat fuckers and goats’… classic lmao. And on an unrelated note, damn Jay is annoying lol.

Lmao @ ‘ringmaster’ being used already. Kinda bummed Alex lost the main event though. Purely because working his penis into my promo this week is gonna be more difficult now.

Really good show I thought. Liked the storylines tonight. Several feuds brewing/developing. Think this PPV has potential to whoop some real ass.

And I really enjoyed my match, so thanks Trav. Though it was weird that the fans were cheering Prescott during Andy’s match and not his own. :-P But yeah, I’m just being an ass.

Looking forward to next week! Or is it actually ‘this week’ now? Hmm…