Synergy #12 Results - July 19th 2010

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is UGWC Synergy!

Lieberjosch: They know what it-

Vinegar: Let me stop you before you go into a typical ‘why would they be here if they didn’t know where they were’ rant. We’re only one week away from In Your Hands where we’re going to see the another round of great UGWC Title matches. The Pay Per View’s unique stipulation means the only match set in stone is Declan Prescott and Andy Savana’s challenge to the Cooperative titles.

Jay: They’re the Saints of Los Angeles now.

Vinegar: What?

Jay: Andy Savana and Declan Prescott are called The Saints of Los Angeles.

Vinegar: Well colour me informed. We’ll see them taking on Enigma and the returning Ethan King.

Lieberjosch: In what is clearly a tune up match.

Vinegar: We’ll also see the three possible challengers for the World Heavyweight title making a final bid for your votes as they go at it in our main event.

Lieberjosch: Vote Raenius!

Jay: Vote Ninja Felix!

Vinegar: Before that though we’re going to see the in-ring return of Chaos Champion Jet Somers.

Live or Die Free starts to play and the crowd start to cheer and seemingly laugh in anticipation of Forewell Boding’s appearance. He runs out onto the stage and stops, scanning the crowd before making his way swiftly down to the ring.

Dennis: Ladies and Gentlemen this is your Synergy opening contest. It is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in at 210lbs! Forewell Boooding.

Vinegar: Forewell Boding is one of the men who could be challenging John Russo for the Cross-Hemisphere Championship next week. He’s sure to want to show you all at home why he’s the man for the job here tonight.

Lieberjosch: Really? I doubt he’s even aware of it.

Forewell slides into the ring and quickly jumps back up to his feet, scanning each side of the crowd rapidly. He continues to do so as his music fades out.

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.

Dennis: And his opponent! From Deep Creek, Mississippi! Weighing in at 185lbs! He is the UGWC Chaos Champion! Jet Someeeeeeers!!!

Vinegar: We haven’t seen Somers in a couple of weeks. He’ll be defending that Chaos Championship next week. It’ll be interesting to see tonight if he’s lost a step at all.

Jay: Never!

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, un-straps the Chaos Championship and hands it to the official. He begins bouncing on the balls of his feet and throwing shadow punches to warm up.

Vinegar: It looks like this match is ready to go.

Ding! Ding!

Vinegar: Whoa Somers goes straight on the offensive. He just charged at Forewell and threw a pair of shots to the head. Those caught him off guard and Boding has been forced back into the corner.

Lieberjosch: Very unusual for him is it not? Maybe Phrixus Deimos got to him more than he would like to admit.

Vinegar: Unlikely. Jet Somers has been dug in deep with the Covenant. You don’t go through that without a great deal of mental fortitude.

Jay: And Ninja skills.

Vinegar: Those help too. Jet’s locked in that Muay Thai style clinch in the corner and has unleashed a barrage of knees to the body. Boding has no answer to this early onslaught. Somers lets him fall out and hit’s a side belly to belly suplex. Here’s a cover.

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Vinegar: Not enough and Somers actually looks frustrated.

Lieberjosch: While giving up such a weight deficit he can’t expect to power through an opponent that quickly.

Vinegar: Maybe not though you’re right that he seems eager to finish this one quickly.

Jay: Ninja’s don’t stick around.

Vinegar: Somers pulling Boding up to his feet and walks him to the ropes. Irish whip and- spinning back fist! He stepped right into that shot and took Forewell Boding right off his feet. Here’s another cover.

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Lieberjosch: Still not enough.

Vinegar: Indeed not. Jet quickly floats over Boding’s still prone body and locks in an armbar. Going for a submission this time.

Jay: Killing a man is ninja. Making him wish he was dead, more so.

Vinegar: I doubt Boding is thinking that much but he’s clearly in pain.

Lieberjosch: There are levels of pain, many of which a man can withstand. I’m not sure Jet can apply the necessary pressure to move up enough to stop that.

Vinegar: Well Somers has great Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu skills that make up for any possible lacks in strength against bigger opponents. Forewell able to roll out to his side and release the pressure on that elbow and pull his arm free. He’s back up to his feet. Shining wizard!

Lieberjosch: A good counter by the crazy little bastard.

Vinegar: Boding bringing Jet up to his feet this time. Puts him back down with a judo style hip throw.

Forewell makes to follow up on his attack but stops to scan the crowd again. Someone in the second row seems to catch his eye and he drops out of the ring.

Vinegar: Where the hell is he going?

Lieberjosch: What kind of fool doesn’t follow up on an offensive burst like that?

Vinegar: He’s looking at, a girl.

Lieberjosch: Oh god. He’s spent too much time around Travis Roberts.

Vinegar: I don’t think that’s it. Forewell seems to be- Well I can’t hear what he’s saying but he seems to be trying to berate or interrogate the poor girl. She has no idea what’s going on.

Jay: I bet she’s involved in a dastardly eucalyptus smuggling ring or somehow planned the great iPhone 4 wallet grape.

Vinegar: Jet’s back to his feet and going over to see what’s going on. Seems he has something to add that I can’t say what for sure. I can only assume he’s telling Forewell to leave her alone and get back into the match.

Lieberjosch: But the loon is typically not listening. He’ll be counted out soon.

Vinegar: That’s not how Jet likes his matches to end. He’s dropped out, grabbed Forewell by the back of the head and slung him back into the ring. The crowd like that. Forewell’s quickly back up as Jet gets onto the apron. The Wild Card blocks a wild swing and strikes back with a forearm. That shot rocks him back.

Jay: Ninja attack opening right here.

Vinegar: Jet sees it too. Springboard dropkick takes the recovering Boding down. Jet quickly onto his feet again and runs to the ropes. Blackout! Drives those knees down into the body. Here’s a cover.

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Ding! Ding! Ding!

Dennis: Here is your winner, Jet Someeeeers!!!

Lieberjosch: No surprises there.

Vinegar: Jet Somers picks up another win and keeps his dominant streak here in UGWC alive.

Lieberjosch: The loon may have had him worried for a moment.

Vinegar: Possibly but his lack of focus let him down. Even now Forewell Boding is doing his best to make a quick exit.

Jay: I think Jet can accredit his win to training Ninja skills.

Vinegar: The high risk offense won out in the end. It may be a different case when it comes to defending the Chaos title next week though. It’s a whole different ball game when that belt is on the line.

Lieberjosch: A whole lot more-

Jay: Exciting.

Lieberjosch: Trashy.

Vinegar: I’ll intervene before this breaks down into another petty squabble. The World Heavyweight Champion is in action next.

[Lord Hastings]

The camera shows the more charismatic and half of the UGWC Cooperative Champions, Travis Roberts. He moves down a backstage hall, his head held high and his march as confident as ever. The Headliner soon stops at the front of a wooden door that reads ‘Donovan Hastings’. Having reached his destination, he extends his hand to open the door. Before he can gain a grip, the handle turns on its own and the door moves inward. Declan Prescott steps out, not noticing The Blessed One and the two collide.

Prescott: Ugh! Travis… I didn’t see you there, my apologies.

Roberts looks Prescott up and down with a raised eyebrow.

Roberts: Does The Darkest Light have business with Donovan Hastings?

Prescott: Well, I was just leaving… so I guess the answer is ‘no’.

Roberts: Well, Declan Prescott should probably be on his way then.

Prescott: That was the idea.

Declan takes a step forward and the two rub shoulders for the briefest of moments, before Declan continues on his way down the hall. Travis shoots one, brief glance back, before continuing into The Lord Chief’s locker room and firmly closing it behind him.

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: Well, I'm getting news there is a little bit of a change to the running order tonight, and we will not be seeing the World heavyweight Champion Donovan Hastings take on Travis Pierce as originally planned.

Covert Jay: Maybe his meeting with Declan Prescott had something to do with it, he's could be unconscious as we speak.

Vinegar I'm sure somebody would have notified us if that was the fact...

Covert Jay: That's a good point, and you can't even have a heated exchange in this place without a camera catching it.

Vinegar: Well Dennis is getting ready for the introductions.

Dennis: The next match is scheduled for one fall.

“Violence Fetish”

Dennis: Introducing first....KYYYYYYYYLLLLEEEE TAAACCCCKKKKKEEEERRRRR!

Vinegar: Tacker makes his way out from underneath the GlobaTron...and...wait, I'm afraid we are apparently cutting to something more interesting....

We are transported backstage and the feed is shaky and intermittent, but we soon see the Cross-Hemisphere Champion John Russo doubled over in the corridor, and then we see a boot slam into his back, flattening him to the floor. The camera looks out and we see the Brigadier General, Johnny Blake standing over Russo, grinning, and he reaches out his hand, and Captain Duncan Ryder steps into shot and hands Blake a steel chair. He waits for Russo to get to his feet before smashing the chair into his forehead, Russo attempts to stay on his feet, but stumbles, just as Duncan Ryder grabs him by the hair and slams his head face first into the wall.

As Russo crumples to the floor Johnny Blake wastes no time in planting another boot to his face, and then rams the end of the chair into The Cross-Hemisphere Champions midsection, before throwing it on top of his body. He then turns his back on Russo's body and motions for Ryder to follow him. He then throws a thumb towards the camera, and speaks to Duncan over his shoulder.

Johnny: Told you we'd get on the show.

The feed returns back to the arena.

Vinegar: That's the second time this month they've used Russo to get themselves over...

Lieberjosch: Well they didn't have a match, and neither did he. These guys are supposed to want to fight, you shouldn't be so judgemental. If anything you should be applauding their passion to be part of the programming, rather than just sitting back an enjoying a week off like so many others.

“Teahouse”

Dennis: Introducing his opponent.....ALLLLLLLEEEEEEEXXXXXXX KKKKKKIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSEEEEERRRRRRAAAAAGGGGGIIIIII!!!

Vinegar: Kiseragi wastes no time in running to the ring, he probably wants to get this one over with quickly, so he can start preparing for Pierce. Kyle Tacker in the ring, looking a little shocked after seeing his friend ambushed on screen.

Lieberjosch: Please when it started he was at the top of the ramp, he could have tried to help, instead he ran to the ring. If anything he's just trying to think up an excuse to tell his so-called friend.

Vinegar: He better think of it quickly because Kiseragi is eating up the ground, and has slid into the ring in what must be close to record time, and sprung to his feet signalling for the ref to start the match, and the bell is rung. Tacker snaps out of his daze and looks at the on rushing Kiseragi and swings, but The Dragon is expecting it and he ducks under, springboards backwards and connects with an elbow to Kyle's face as her turns.

Covert Jay: Wing.

Vinegar: What?

Covert Jay: It was a Wing not an Elbow.

Vinegar: Not this again...

Lieberjosch: 'The Dragon' is really taking control of this match early on, throwing Tacker into the corner, and then unloading a barrage of kicks to his opponent, before Kyle ends up curled on the floor clutching himself in pain.

Vinegar: Kiseragi steps back, and does a backflip, landing in the splits, and just holds the position as he waits for Tacker to get up, and the fans sound their appreciation for the display of athleticism. As Tacker gets to his feet, A-kis springs up to his feet, and launches himself at Kyle....

Covert Jay: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRIIIIIII KIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCKKKK!!!!!


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Dennis: Here is your winner, ALLLLLLEEEEEEEXXXXX KIIIIIISSSSEEEERRRRRAAAAGGGGIIIII!!!

Vinegar: Alex Kiseragi putting on a real display here just one week before his Cross-Hemipshere Number 1 Contendership match with Travis Pierce at In Your Hands. 'The Dragon' was impressive, and Travis Pierce must have taken note, he will not be in for an easy night next week.

Lieberjosch: But Tacker is hardly of Pierce's calibre...

Vinegar: That maybe so, we'll get a measure of just what calibre that is next as he takes on the World heavyweight Champion, Donovan Hastings!

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: Well, next up, later then originally planned is the World Heavyweight Champion in action.

You Know My Name starts to play and pyros explode along the stage. The crowd start to cheer as Travis Pierce makes his way out to the top of the ramp.

Dennis: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, Travis Pieeeeerce!

Vinegar: Pierce is going to face of one again against The Dr-

Jay: AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNN!

Vinegar: Next week for another shot at the Cross-Hemisphere title.

Lieberjosch: After the beating Kiseragi just gave that thug Tacker, Pierce will need all the momentum he can get from this match.

Pierce makes his way down to the ring, climbs up the steps and into the ring through the ropes.

The music fades out to be replaced by Immortal. There is a loud and mixed response from the crowd as Donovan Hastings makes his way out onto the ramp and poses in his trademark fashion.

Dennis: And his opponent! The UGWC World Heavyweight Champion! Donovaaaan Haaaaaastings!

Vinegar: Hastings could well face the biggest challenge of his title reign next week.

Lieberjosch: Against Raenius.

Jay: Against Dynamite Felix!

Vinegar: Any way the vote goes gives the Champion a tough and determined opponent.

Hastings makes his way down to the ring, removes the belt and his cloak and gives them bundled up to Claude de Rhombus before he too climbs the ring steps and enters the ring through the ropes.

Vinegar: Another great contest ready to get underway here on UGWC Synergy.

Ding! Ding!

Vinegar: These two open up with a collar and elbow tie up in the middle of the ring. The Champion starts to get the better of the presumably smaller Pierce but Pierce is able to drop and take Hastings over with an arm drag. Hastings rolls through and comes back only to be taken over a second time.

Lieberjosch: He rolls through again though and gets back up to his feet.

Vinegar: They lock up again and this time Hastings is able to force Pierce back into the corner.

Lieberjosch: Nothing happening though and Hazel East has to stand in to get a clean break.

Vinegar: Hastings backs off and Pierce charges out to meet him. The Champion is quick though and takes him down with a hip toss. Pierce comes up sitting and Hastings quickly drops down to put in a rear chin lock.

Lieberjosch: A good tactic as usual by the Champion to wear Travis Pierce down early.

Vinegar: It may be too early. Pierce is fresh enough to turn into the arm lock and get his head free. He spins behind Hastings and puts in a sleeper of his own on the kneeling Lord of Pain.

Lieberjosch: Well if it doesn’t work on Pierce does he expect it to work on the World Heavyweight Champion?

Vinegar: I couldn’t say. Donovan has pushed straight up to his feet with Pierce still on his back and run him back first into the corner, forcing a break of the hold. Hastings turns around and puts a hard hip shot into Pierce’s abdomen.

Lieberjosch: That should subdue him.

Jay: No, Pierce is a ninja.

Vinegar: Really? I haven’t seen him use a great deal of your ninja techniques.

Jay: No, Travis Pierce is a rare sound ninja. He uses super secret ninja talking techniques.

Lieberjosch: Yeah, you can both talk a lot of shit.

Vinegar: Hastings takes Pierce out of the corner with a vertical suplex. Floats over into a cover.

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Vinegar: Pierce able to kick out. Hastings pulls him back up to his feet and walks him to the ropes. Irish whip. Shoulder block from the Lord Chief knocks Pierce down. Hastings runs off the ropes again and comes back with an elbow drop.

Jay: Ha. Ninja escape roll.

Vinegar: Pierce rolls away just in time and Hastings elbow goes hard into the mat. Pierce swings his legs around and puts in a head scissor. Hastings able to get enough space to straighten up. Goes up into a headstand. Stands up and breaks his head free.

Lieberjosch: That’s old school technical wrestling there. Read article 61: Why the originals are the best, for more details.

Vinegar: Pierce kips up to his feet and sends Hastings off with an Irish whip this time. He hit’s a text book dropkick on the rebound that puts Hastings down. He doesn’t take long to work back to his feet but he’s still clutching his face where that kick landed.

Lieberjosch: I wouldn’t be surprised if this wasn’t some attempt to lure Pierce into a-

Vinegar: If you start making acronyms about luring people false senses of security I swear I’ll kill you.

Jay: The Vinmeister has spoken.

Lieberjosch: You little-

Jay: Ub-up- Shhh.

Lieberjosch: !

Vinegar: Pierce drags Hastings into the centre of the ring. The Breakdown! Pierce connects with the Breakdown. Here’s a cover.

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Lieberjosch: Not enough. The Lord of Pain is a resilient man. Even Dirge needed to put in more than that.

Vinegar: Well I think Pierce is ready to do so. He’s back up and putting the boot in for good measure. He could be heading to the top rope.

Jay: Yeah, fly Pierce!

Lieberjosch: Oh well.

Vinegar: Travis reaches the top rope. Here he goes. Piercing Blow…

Lieberjosch: Article threeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…

Vinegar: Connects!

Lieberjosch: Oh.

Vinegar: Here’s another cover.

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Vinegar: A little more but still not enough. He’s going to have to break out the really big guns if he’s going to finish this.

Lieberjosch: I don’t think Pierce has a gun big enough in his arsenal.

Vinegar: I think he’d disagree. He’s pulling Hastings back to his feet again. No- Hastings bum rushes him back into the corner. That shot might have taken the wind out of him. Hastings capitalises with a gut buster.

Lieberjosch: This is more like it. The Lord of Pain is ready to start dealing it out again.

Vinegar: Hastings pulls Pierce back up to his feet and puts in an abdominal stretch. Working on those sore ribs of Pierce.

Lieberjosch: The torso is the most important part of the body when it comes to pro wrestling. It’s really the source of your strength and your energy. A crippled leg could slow you down but nothing takes the fight out of you like a body flaring in pain.

Vinegar: Pierce is clearly in a lot of pain. He’s wincing quite visibly.

Jay: Smoke bomb!

Lieberjosch: Idiot. Even if he had a smoke bomb, he doesn’t have an arm to use it with.

Vinegar: Well he does now but I don’t think that’s his plan. He’s able to contract his body again and relieve the stretch. It takes no time at all for the Immortal to capitalise on Pierce’s doubled over posture though and hit’s a DDT.

Lieberjosch: Of course knocking someone out cold does a very similar job.

Vinegar: Hastings with a cover.

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Vinegar: No, that must have been two and nine tenths. Pierce showing how much he wants this win. A victory over the World Heavyweight Champion, even non-title is going to seriously effect your status and confidence.

Lieberjosch: Do you really think Travis Pierce has what it takes though?

Vinegar: I do, one day. Hastings is bringing him up to his feet. Irish whip again. Hastings with a clothesline.

Jay: Ninja duck!

Vinegar: Yes, Pierce ducks the clothesline attempt.

Jay: That too.

Vinegar: And comes back again. The Truth Hurts!

Lieberjosch: No, Hastings is able to slip out of Pierce’s grasp. Travis just hit’s the floor. Looking for a Boston Crab submission.

Vinegar: Pierce fights it off though and kicks Hastings away. He stumbles back to the ropes and rebounds back. Pierce rolls him up, inside cradle.

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Vinegar: Two and ninety nine hundredths that time. Pierce almost stole that one.

Jay: Ninja’s are renowned as thieves.

Vinegar: Both men straight back to their feet. Pierce comes back with a crucifix pin.

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Vinegar: Hastings shifts him weight and gets his feet down. Arches his back.

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Vinegar: Not enough for him either. Pierce kicks out and both men are back on their feet. Pierce goes for a lariat but Hastings ducks it. Belly to back suplex. No Travis lands on his feet. Dragon suplex! Bridging pin!

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Vinegar: No! Hastings kicks out again. Both men get to their feet and charge again. Pierce takes an arm and wrings it out, right into a DDT.

Lieberjosch: No! Hastings blocks it and plants Pierce on his back again. He drops down. Hands of Fate!

Vinegar: No! Travis is able to keep his arms free and rolls Hastings into a crucifix pin from the ground.

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Vinegar: Still not enough. Hastings back rolls up to his feet as Pierce kips up. Hastings runs in and gets a low back elbow to the sternum. Pierce hoists him onto his shoulders. Looking to Sign Off!

Lieberjosch: Hastings pummels him with elbows to the side of the head and wriggles free. Pierce is dazed.

Vinegar: He turns around and- Destiny’s Call! Hastings hits Destiny’s Call.

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Ding! Ding! Ding!

Dennis: Here is your winner! Donovaaaaaan Haaaastiiiings.

Vinegar: What a great match that was.

Jay: Hell yeah.

Lieberjosch: Apart from it’s predictable end.

Vinegar: I don’t think it was as clean cut as you would make out. Travis Pierce almost finish the Champion several times. Against anyone else he’d have walked away with the W tonight.

Lieberjosch: He doesn’t though. He walks away the loser.

Vinegar: I think he’ll take confidence from that performance into next week’s Number 1 contenders match though. That’s promising to be one heck of a grudge match.

Lieberjosch: Well at least we can agree on something!

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: We're just moments away from tonight's penultimate match, where Enigma and Ethan King take on Andy Savana and Declan Prescott, the somewhat dubiously re-branded, Saints of Los Angeles.

Lieberjosch: Will you make your mind up, one minute you think Declan Prescott has rehabilitated, the next you cast doubt upon him.

Vinegar: I doubt that he's a Saint no=one changes that much. I will give him the benefit of the doubt until he proves otherwise, and so far upon his return he has been true to his word, we may well be witnessing his redemption.

Dennis: The next match is scheduled for one fall, and is a Cooperative Match. Already in the ring, ENNNNNNNIIIIIIIGGGGGMMMMMMAAAAA AND ETTTTTHHHHHAAAAAAAANNNNN KIIIIINNNNGGGG!!!

Vinegar: Enigma and King keen to get this one underway, they forfeited flashy entrances to keep their focus.

Covert Jay: Liar, we were just too tired to sit through them.

“Saints of Los Angeles”

Dennis: And their opponents, Andy Savana and Declan Prescott, THHHHEEEEE SSSSSAAAAAAIIIIIINNNNTTTSSS OOOOOFFFF LOOOOOOSSSSS ANNNNNGGGGEEEELLLLEEEEESSSS!!!!!

Vinegar: Both men making their way tot he ring, not in the rush we've seen from some tonight, both eager to greet the fans on their way. Deniel Hanson is with them, keeping a few steps behind, scanning the crowd for trouble makers. It's worth noting that much has been said about these two forming an incoherent team last year, they were for a long time sworn enemies. Since teaming they have shown they understand each other really well.

Lieberjosch: That is often the way with long term rivals, if they ever team they can be relied upon to deliver the goods, have written an article about it but I'm far too tired to recall exactly which it was.

Vinegar: I'll take your word for it. Speaking of tiredness, King seems to be feeling the effects of long haul flight himself, having only recently arrived from England, seems he can hardly keep his eyes open.

Lieberjosch: He's probably conserving energy for when it matters, it would explain the lack of an energetic entrance. And don't forget one of his friends has been arrested for murder, that can be a real mental drain, especially with the Paparazzi attention...

Covert Jay: Ethan King gets Papparrazi attention?

Vinegar: Well he is friends with JK and Jasmine...

Covert Jay: And they get said attention?

Vinegar: Given the nature of JK's current predicament, at this point in time they are getting a lot of attention.

Covert Jay: I guess Ethan King not being used to attention would tire him out.

Vinegar: Savana rolls into the ring, and Declan chooses to wave to the fans, but as he turns Daniel Hanson throws his body in front of 'The Darkest Light', and as he does a glass of beer rebounds off his chest. Declan smiles and rolls into the ring. Both teams ready for the match to begin, and Enigma and Declan opt to start things off.

Lieberjosch: the bells rings and both men tie up, Declan getting the upper hand and slapping on a a hammerlock wrist lock, goes behind and then transitions into a bulldog take down, all with a smoothly flow.

Vinegar: One thing about Prescott, on his day there are few that can match him in terms of pure wrestling ability.

Lieberjosch: Which is probably why Enigma chose to poke him in the eyes as he leant over to bring him to his feet. He springs to his feet, and plants a boot to the Prescott Family Jewel's...

Vinegar: Seems Karma does exist, and Prescott is on the receiving end of something that used to be somewhat of a trademark of his. Enigma then whips Declan against the ropes, and as the Darkest Light hobbles swiftly, he lines up a dropkick, hitting Declan directly in the chest...

Lieberjosch: Enigma, launches a flying elbow at Prescott and takes him down, and quickly tags his partner it.

Vinegar: Ethan pinches his nose, he's had a hell of a week to contend with, but he should feel lucky he is initially confronting Prescott, whilst Declan is on the back foot. Ethan walks straight up to the rising Prescott, grabs him by the head, and then punches him, not once but twice before letting him drop to the floor.

Covert Jay: He's a Drover don't you know.

Vinegar: Is that a Ninja insult?

Covert Jay: Nah, it's an Aussie job to do with sheep....or cows....or Kangaroo's....of koala's....I'm not sure what it is exactly, just that you should not have sexual relations with it.

Lieberjosch: I would argue there is nothing that you should have any type of relations with.

Vinegar: Whatever a Drover is, UGWC's only one is currently working over Declan Prescott in the corner, and now these guys have a chance to cut the ring in half, but King is too focused on taking some pent up aggression out on Declan Prescott. He whips him towards the opposite corner, but Prescott manages to reverse, and king slams into the turnbuckle, followed by a flying knee from Prescott that connects to Ethan's jaw.

Lieberjosch: Both men sprawled out, and now crawling towards their corners, King tags out, just seconds before Prescott, and Savana and Enigma charge in, and it's Savana that connects with a shoulder barge, Enigma gets straight back up and Savana knocks him back down with a dropkick, then awaits Enigma's rise, and hits a Huricanrana,,,,

Vinegar: Declan is back on his feet now and reaching for the tag, Savana drags Enigma over to the corner and tags in his partner, and scoop slams his opponent into a backbreaker across The Darkest Light's knee, before climbing out of the ring.

Lieberjosch: Declan then whips Enigma against the ropes, tags Savana back in.. rushes at Enigma, lifts him into a spinning Spinebuster, and Savana hits a neckbreaker as Enigma's body is slammed against the floor.

Vinegar: Declan climbs out of the ring, only to be tagged right back in, the Saints taking advantage of the few seconds they can both be in the ring, Savana lifts Enigma above his head and then executes and electric chair drop, whilst Declan grabs his head and rams it into the floor. Savana climbs back out of the ring...

Lieberjosch: And Declan tags him back in after whipping Enigma to the ropes, Enigam comes back...NIGHT OF PAIN!

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Dennis: here are your winners, via pin fall, THE SSSSSAAAAAIIIIIINNNTSSSS OOOOOFFFFF LOOOOOSSSS ANNNNNGGGGEEEEEELLLLLLEEEEESSSS!!!!!

Vinegar: Savana and Prescott with a real display of Cooperation here tonight, Travis Roberts will have his hands real full if he doesn't find Tyvola in time for In Your Hands, when this impressive duo will be facing them for the Cooperative Championships! Next up, the three possible World Title Challengers go head to head, int heir last chance to battle for YOUR vote!

[Lord Hastings]

Roxy: SOMEONE GET SOME HELP!!

The camera, lacking any hint of focus, barrels down the hallway and bursts through the steel door leading to the staff parking lot.

Reeves: FUCK DAT! THIS IS THE STORY OF A LIFETIME!

As it steadies, we see a group of bystanders, including Roxy and Jason, frantically trying to figure out a course of action. The camera then speedily turns to the left, where we see an unknown man booting Travis Roberts in the face. His only distinguishable features are the cool black shades on his face and the inhuman strength behind his attacks.

Roberts pushes himself off the concrete, before, with a grunt, throwing his fist into the shaded man’s stomach, sending him wincing backwards. The Blessed One then grabs the stranger and smashes him face first through a nearby car window. Still dazed, Roberts is unable to capitalize.

The stranger soon launches a new attack, connecting with a sloppy right fist on Roberts. He then grabs Roberts in a headlock and connects with several devastating knee shots. He releases his grip and The Headliner falls to the floor, gasping for breath.

The stranger then grabs a nearby trashcan and smashes it over Roberts. He then drags The Blessed One up by the hair and towards an indecipherable black van. He bangs Travis’ face against the steel, before sliding the door open and tossing his rival inside. He climbs in himself and, within moments, the van screeches into motion and speeds towards the exit, narrowly avoiding the group of onlookers.

A horrifying silence falls over the bystanders, as it dawns on them what has occurred. It is soon interrupted by maniacal yelling. Declan Prescott bursts onto the scene just in time to see the van vanish around a corner.

Prescott: WHAT HAPPENED?!?!

He grabs Roxy by the shoulders, screaming in her face for answers.

Roxy: I don’t know! The big guy jumped Travis from behind! Then he threw him into the van and left! I don’t know what he wanted or who he was, I swear!

Prescott releases his grasp and sighs with defeat. He casts one final glance at the direction the van was heading, before shaking his head and making his way back inside the building.

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: What an incredible night it has been here on Synergy, and it all pales in comparison to what lies ahead of us in just one week, at In Your Hands!

Lieberjosch: I refuse to participate in some lame monthly Pay-Per-View hype that strives to appeal to the lowest common denominator.

Vinegar: You have to, it’s mandated in our contracts.

Lieberjosch: Yeurgh…

Covert Jay: It’s actually not in mine, but I do it for fun.

Lieberjosch: I hate you.

Vinegar: Besides, there are a few announcement in here too.

Covert Jay: Probably because nobody had the time or could be bothered to write another segment to explain them.

Vinegar: Due to the assault on Cross-Hemisphere Champion, John Russo, by the Royal 1st Battalion, he will be unavailable to defend the title at In Your Hands. The Consortium has ruled that the two leading vote getters in this past week’s poll, David Lopes and Paul Cockatoo, will face each other, with the winner receiving a future title shot!

Lieberjosch: Jet Somers defends the Chaos Championship against Enigma and Ethan King, and the fans have selected that the legal weapons will be…oh, for…I can’t read this.

Covert Jay: A rolled-up newspaper, a rubber ducky, T-Rob’s laptop, Owen Peterson, and a lifesize cardboard cut-out of Dirge!

Lieberjosch: Are people required to snort crack before casting their vote? And who the hell is T-Rob?

Covert Jay: He also goes by ThRob.

Lieberjosch: What?

Vinegar: Travis Roberts and Tyvola defend the Cooperative Championship against the Saints of Los Angeles!

Lieberjosch: Tyvola has been missing for weeks, and earlier tonight we saw the apparent kidnapping of Travis Roberts, will the champions even BE there to defend the titles?

Vinegar: Perhaps the most heated rivalry in UGWC comes to a head when Travis Pierce faces off against Alex Kiseragi.

Covert Jay: DRAG0N!!!

Lieberjosch: And the most ridiculous part is yet to come.

Vinegar: The World Heavyweight Championship will be on the line as Donovan Hastings defends his title against a challenger of your choice, and we’re about to see all three candidates in action, right now!

“Immortal” begins to play, and Donovan Hastings emerges from backstage, his cloak flowing behind him as he wears the World Heavyweight Championship, as he is accompanied by a bullhorn carrying Owen Peterson.

Peterson: Introducing da lord chief Nigga o' pain, an' yo' world heavyweight champion, Donovan Hastings brace yourself foo'!

Vinegar: Well, that’s a blast from the past.

Covert Jay: Welcome, m’Lord!

Vinegar: Hastings joining us now, here to provide bonus commentary, and perhaps scout his possible opponents.

Hastings: Gentlemen, peasant.

Covert Jay: There’s nothing gentle about me!

Lieberjosch: You’re the peasant, you meandering Neanderthal.

Hastings: Heh.

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 your main event and is schedule for one fall! Introducing first, “Dynamite” DERICK FEEEEEEEEEEEEELIIIXXXXXXXX!!!!!

Vinegar: Before we get underway, Donovan-

Hastings: Lord.

Vinegar: Sorry, Lord Hastings, can you comment on the apparent kidnapping of Travis Roberts?

Hastings: He’s a big boy, he can take care of himself.

Lamb of God's "Redneck" exlpodes 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. He stalks bestially down the isle emanating hatred before he jumps up onto the apron, knee-first, and pulls himself upright using the ropes. He stands, looking out at the crowd for a few seconds before entering the ring.

Mitchell: His opponent, the Resident Evil, RAAAAAAEEEEEEEEENIUUSSS!!!

Vinegar: Perhaps one of the most dangerous individuals in the history of our industry, Raenius took you to the limit in your match against him at Infinity.

Lieberjosch: But who left with the championship that night? The Covenant walked out empty-handed that night and every other, and Article 152 clearly states that close only counts in horseshoes, hand grenades, and when things are pre-taped.

Covert Jay: Pardon me while I stare at Raenius like a pirate licking a leprechaun’s bunions.

“Phucking Phreak” begins to play, and Phrixus Deimos creeps down the ramp, glaring at Hastings.

Mitchell: And their opponent, the Embodiment of Fear, PHRIXUS DEIIMMMM0SSSS!!!

Vinegar: We all saw you steal the personal journal belonging to Deimos, as well as him taking it back last week, any comments on what happened there?

Hastings: It’s between me and Fear.

Covert Jay: Woooo, shut down!

DING DING!

Vinegar: All three men circling the ring, eyeing each other cautiously, any preference of who you face at In Your Hands?

Hastings: The fans will vote for whoever they vote for, bottom line is I can beat any of them. Can we do me a favor for a minute and put the camera on me?

Vinegar: I’m not sure why, the match is already underway, Deimos and Raenius double-teaming Felix, producers telling me we’re acquiescing to your request.

Hastings: And if we could cut your microphone, that’d be great.

Lieberjosch: Nick is trying to call the match and I don’t hear him in my headset, so I think you got that too.

Hastings: Excellent. Now, there’s been a lot that has happened here tonight. John Russo got knocked out of In Your Hands, but the World Champion is just fine, so that doesn’t matter. Travis Roberts has gone missing, but he can take care of himself, so we needn’t worry about that. Somers and the Aussie Rebels are going to smack each other around with newspapers. Pierce and Kiseragi are having a catfight. The bottom line is, there is nothing more important, no other relevant story, than the continuation of the dominance that has been my championship reign. I have been champion interrupted dating all the way back to Horizons last December. That’s seven months, and I’m not about to be taken down by-

Peterson: Lord-Chief, look out!!!

Hastings: Eh?

Lieberjosch: Hastings just got blasted by a chair hurled by Deimos!

Covert Jay: Holy flying steel!

Vinegar: Am I back on now? I’ve been calling a five star match here for the benefit of the two fans sitting behind me.

Covert Jay: And they don’t speak English.

Vinegar: What? Why do you say that?

Covert Jay: They keep nodding, saying “Si” and motioning you to sit back down while they strain to see past you.

Lieberjosch: Hey, careful!

Vinegar: Raenius just pulled the limp Hastings over the table, he and Deimos both stomping him down, Felix up in the ring.

Covert Jay: AIR DYNAMITE!

Vinegar: He takes out Deimos, meanwhile Raenius is setting up Hastings at ringside!

Lieberjosch: RIPPERSNAPPER!

Vinegar: The champion is down, Felix rolls Deimos into the ring, going to the turnbuckle.

Covert Jay: FELIX RISING!!!

Vinegar: But Deimos rolls out of the way, to his feet as Felix trying to get up, holding his chest!

Lieberjosch: NUMBING!!!

Vinegar: Raenius on his knees at ringside, whispering something to the fallen Hastings, Deimos with the cover in the ring!




1!!!!!




2!!!!!





3!!!!!




Mitchell: Here is your winner, PHRXIUS DEIIIIMM0SSSSS!!!!!

Vinegar: Deimos picks up the victory, but Raenius slides into the ring now, he’s got the World Title!

Lieberjosch: It’s a face-off!

Vinegar: Raenius and Deimos staring at each other, and Raenius lays the title down between them! Who will get your vote, at In Your Hands???

[Lord Hastings]

Credits

Opener
Kis

Visiting the Lord
Prescott

Kis/Tacker
T-Rob

Hastings/Pierce
Kis

Cooperative Match
T-Rob

Main Event
Hastings

[Lord Hastings]

Remember that due to it being a PPV week, deadline is Friday instead of Saturday.

Be certain to vote for your pick to challenge for the World Title!

[Alex Kiseragi]

Is there any vote connected to mine and Pierce's match?

Good show I think. Certainly a high note going into the PPV. We had a coherent jiggling around of matches. We had segments that changed the landscape. I'm especially curious about Travis's abduction. I had no idea that was coming.

[andysavana]

I enjoyed the actual unity that the show portrayed throughout the whole reading.

I like when it could almost be passed that one person wrote whole show rather than two or six.

[Declan Prescott]

Kinda one of those shows where y’all did really well with what you had.

I really liked my match, with all the tag teaming goodness and the main event worked well at injecting some life into the World Title feud(s).

Only thing I think the show needed was some extra build for Kis/Pierce. I think that’s been feud of the month really and it was a bit disappointing that some crazy shit didn’t happen on the final show before the PPV.

Yeah, nice effort here.

[Jet Somers]

wow, great show! the pierce vs hastings match was epic. and i agree with the whole show flowing.

except the attack on roberts... that's sort of out of the blue for THE SHOW RIGHT BEFORE THE PAY PER VIEW ;-) ;-) ;-)