Synergy #13 Results - August 9th 2010

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: Welcome to Synergy!

Covert Jay: Huttah!

Vinegar: In Your Hands was, to put it mildly, an amazing show, and we have a new World Heavyweight Champion in the form of Phrixus Deimos, the chosen challenger, picked by the fans!

Lieberjosch: But it isn’t the biggest story, as we saw the former re-establishment of TWiSTeD, with Travis Roberts turning his back on Declan Prescott, as Blessed Immortality beat the holy hell out of the new Cooperative Champions, the Saints of Los Angeles!

Vinegar: We’re told there will be a major announcement tonight made by the Consortium about our next Pay-Per-View extravaganza, but right now, we’re getting the action started, with the first of two Cross-Hemisphere Championship matches that we’ll see tonight!

A Dijerido is heard playing in the arena as a shot of some kangaroos bounding off into the sunset is shown on the Globotron before the opening Riff for "Beds are burning" by Midnight Oil takes over the P.A. system as "the original Aboriginal" makes his way down to the ring, smiling a big smile showing blindingly white teeth. as he walks down, he highfives a couple of fans, and if he can, manages to take a peek down some hot girls tops. he slides into the ring, and does an air drum solo to the drum solo of beds are burning, before flashing another smile to the crowd and awaiting his opponent.

Mitchell: The following contest is for the UGWC Cross-Hemisphere Championship and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, the Original Aboriginal, PAUL COCKATOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Covert Jay: It’s that drummer from that band!

Vinegar: Cockatoo was one of two new top contenders to the Cross-Hemisphere Championship that were established at In Your Hands, the other being Travis Pierce, who will face the winner of this match later tonight in our main event.

Lieberjosch: Cockatoo beat David Lopes of the Brick City Boyz at In Your Hands, we originally expected a title match, but Russo was a wuss and didn’t show.

Vinegar: He was injured by the Royal 1st Battalion!

"Shout 2000" hits over the PA system as John Russo and Sierra Steel appear from behind the curtain. Sierra gives John a smile, which sets him off running down the ramp and he ends up sliding into the ring under. As John poses in the ring and plays to the crowd, Sierra makes her way down to ringside. John looks over at Sierra standing over at ringside before smiling and yelling out to the crowd, "Shout!"

Mitchell: And his opponent, he is the reigning AND defending Cross-Hemisphere Champion, JOHN RUUUUUUUUUUSSOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Lieberjosch: Russo was able to participate in whatever underground fighting nonsense he’s caught up in over our break week, I see no reason why he couldn’t defend his title.

Vinegar: He may have to do so twice tonight, assuming he makes it past Cockatoo, a challenge in and of itself, and we’re being told that Robert Ooley, our esteemed director of Human Resources, will make a comment on John Russo’s “other” career later tonight.

Covert Jay: Possibly two matches, an HR discussion, and a partridge in a pear tree!

DING DING!

Vinegar: Hazel East has us underway, Cockatoo waving hello at Sierra Steel at ringside, but Russo spins him around and greets him with a right hand!

Lieberjosch: Cockatoo tends to be a laid-back kind of guy, he’s going to have to focus and be serious if he is going to take down Russo.

Covert Jay: One prefers to be back and laid than laid-back, or perhaps both at the same time. What Two prefers is yet to be determined.

Vinegar: Body slam by Russo, off the ropes now with an elbow drop, covers with a lateral press.





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Vinegar: Cockatoo shoves Russo off.

Lieberjosch: And if you look you can see the stitches above Russo’s right eye, which-

Covert Jay: That’s his left eye.

Lieberjosch: Dammit! I know my left from my right!

Covert Jay: I’m sure you do, but that’s his left eye.

Lieberjosch: Point is, that is a weak spot that Cockatoo may be able to exploit, if he’s paying attention.

Vinegar: Inverted atomic drop by Russo, Cockatoo stumbles over to the ropes, Russo charging at him but Cockatoo pulls down the top rope and Russo goes spilling to ringside!

Lieberjosch: And he follows right up as he should, a running suicide dive over the top rope!

Covert Jay: Marbo!!!!

Vinegar: Cockatoo to his feet and he plays to the crowd a bit, pushing Russo back into the ring now, and he hooks the leg with a cover.





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Vinegar: Russo kicks out!

Lieberjosch: And that hesitation on the outside may have cost Cockatoo, you can’t let up for a moment when you are in a championship match like this one, what’s more, they both have to keep in mind that whichever of them wins has to face Pierce later tonight, and there still has to be something left in the tank!

Vinegar: Cockatoo goes to pull Russo up, but Russo counters with a knee lift. He whips Cockatoo off the ropes, Cockatoo ducking a clothesline on the return.

Covert Jay: Boomerang!

Vinegar: And now Cockatoo begins air drumming, clearly feeling confident in himself.

Covert Jay: And the Fall may be coming!

Vinegar: Russo stumbling up, Cockatoo going for the Fall From Ularu, but Russo shoves him away!

Lieberjosch: The Super Kick!

Vinegar: Russo falls into the ropes, but he composes himself quickly, and he puts Cockatoo into the Guillotine!!!!

Lieberjosch: Russo’s relentless submission maneuver, there is no escape for Cockatoo, the ropes are out of reach!

Vinegar: He’s struggling…struggling…and he taps!!!!

Mitchell: Here is your winner, and STILL the Cross-Hemisphere Champion….John Russo!!!

Vinegar: Sierra Steel brings Russo the title and celebrates with him, Russo double-checking that his stitches are intact and they are, he can’t have too much fun, he’s got to defend that title again later tonight!

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: Ladies and Gentlemen...

Covert Jay: Virgins and Paedophiles...

Vinegar: Lovely Covert, just lovely. Anyway, Welcome back to Synergy; we have just had the first of two Cross Hemisphere championship matches, with much more action to come.

Lieberjosch: Yes, but first we have to sit through this bore of a match.

Covert: Nothing is boring when it has ninjas like Enigma in it!

Lieberjosch: Bah! A flippy little irritant, a slack jawed yokel, and a crazy cop?? Seriously, how is that in the least bit entertaining? We might as well have JK and Forewell Boding commentate with Nicholas if that did provide entertainment!

Vinegar: As much as I love your rants Dr. Lieberjosch, We are ready for our triple threat match.

‘On the road again’

Dennis: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following triple threat contest is scheduled for ONE FAAAAALLLLLL!!!!!!!!!! Introducing first....from Nashville, Kentucky weighing in a.....WOAH! Where the fuck did you come from??

Vinegar: Erm, that appears to be Randy ‘The Devil’ Delecio.....but how he got there I have no idea.....

Lieberjosch: Well it is obvious he would have had to have walked out from some predetermined location...

Vinegar: Yes, but his Bio information I have in front of me does not state a specific entrance.

Lieberjosch: Well, how else would he have gotten there?

Covert Jay: Maybe he’s a ninja....they can materialise out of thin air you know.

Vinegar: He doesn’t flip around; all his moves are power based.

Lieberjosch: Then maybe there is hope for the kid yet.

‘Song from ECW – Taz’

Dennis: And the opponent, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 280lbs, JONATHOOOOOOOOON KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Officer King walks down the ramp, eyeballing people, and flipping off the most rowdy of the fans in the Audience. As soon as he gets to the ring apron, the slow imposing style guitar riff is replaced by a surf guitar sound, and soon we can hear Joey Ramone’s unmistakeable vocal style for the punk hit ‘Sheena is a Punk rocker’

Vinegar: What the...

Officer King Looks up to the backstage are, seemingly annoyed. Sheena Ramone jumps the Barricade behind the announcer’s desk, inadvertently kicking Lieberjosch in the process.

Vinegar: My god! What the hell is Sheena doing out here???

Officer King doesn’t notice the Punk rock chick as she grabs a sledge hammer from under the ring. He is still facing the ramp way as she manages to sneak up behind him, and land a sledge hammer shot to the Janglies. Fans cheer as the big man falls down to his knees in absolute agony. Sheena then takes a few steps back, before running in with the Pub Brawling, using the sledge hammer instead of her elbow.

Lieberjosch: What a despicable attack!

Covert Jay: Ninjas are sneaky...

Vinegar: What the hell has gotten into Sheena? Why did she attack Jonathon King?

Covert Jay: Ninjas get angry if they aren’t on the card.

Sheena raises the sledge in triumph as the fans cheer for her. Security comes down and escorts Sheena backstage, and helps Officer King backstage too.

Dennis: O.......k, scratch that guy then.....The Opponent,

‘Given to Fly’

Dennis: From Brisbane Australia, weighing in at 202lbs, ENIIIIIIIIGMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Given to fly" by Pearl Jam hits as Enigma appears hanging from the rafters, wearing the CWA world title. As Eddie Vedder sings the line "He's flying", Enigma jumps off as if on cue and soars around the ring due to the fact that he is attached to a guy wire which allows him to gradually soar to a turnbuckle. As soon as he lands, he detaches the wire and allows it to ascend as he unhooks the title from his waist and holds it up for the crowd as cameras start going off everywhere. He then jumps down and rolls his neck before awaiting the start of the match.

Vinegar: This match is technically the debut of two new UGWC superstars, as both Enigma and Sheena were traded from the CWA to the UGWC, and Randy Delecio of course, joined during or rest period between Pay per Views.

Lieberjosch: Waste of resources getting those two.

DING! DING!

Vinegar: I beg to disagree Partner, Delecio going for the lock-up, but the former CWA world champion using his veteran instinct, ducks underneath, flips over Delecio, and into a very unorthodox Bulldog.

Covert Jay: Yeah bitch, that’s how ninjas roll!

Vinegar: Delecio back to his feet, and starts throwing lefts and rights at Enigma, but he’s ducking and weaving like Mohammed Ali!

Covert Jay: Hey! I make the pop culture references here!

Lieberjosch: Article 3 violation!

Vinegar: Enigma has spring boarded into a head scissors, now a quick pin and a kick out just on the count of one.

Lieberjosch: Oh come on....Just hit him already!

Vinegar: Enigma picks up Delecio, and is finally met with a hard punch to the gut, driving the wind out of his body! Now grabbing the downed Enigma, and hitting a nice scoop slam; perhaps the former champion underestimated his opponent?

Lieberjosch: That was the understatement of this still early century.

Vinegar: And once again, Delecio hitting a scoop slam.....and another.....You’d think he’d have some more moves or something. Trying for a pin on Enigma, and is met with a roll up!

Green: ONE!

TWO!

Lieberjosch: Using his power to kick out!

Vinegar: Both men to their feet here, Delecio delivering an Irish whip to Enigma, who comes back and Nails the Firelighter! Listen to the crowd cheering at this latest show of athletic ability.....and you will only see it here on UGWC!

Lieberjosch: They know that, dummy.

Vinegar: Enigma back on the offensive, climbing up to the top rope as Delecio gets himself back up....leaps.......OH! Big Suplex counter! Who’d have thought he had it in him?

Lieberjosch: Article 99 states that you should never underestimate a wrestler.

Covert Jay: Wait.....you constantly underestimate all the ninjas in this company....

Lieberjosch: I said Wrestlers, not little midgets who fall from great heights!

Vinegar: Delecio throwing Enigma into the corner, looking for the Donation Slamation, AND HE HITS....NO! Enigma exploding out of the Corner with the desperado! Where these moves are coming from are surrounded in the same amount of mystery as Delecio’s entrance. Enigma is the first to his feet; he sets Delecio up on the top rope.....THUNDER CHILD! Here’s the pin!

Green: ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING! DING!

Dennis: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner, ENIGMAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Vinegar: There you have it Ladies and Gentlemen; Enigma has won his first match in UGWC as a UGWC superstar!

Covert Jay: Ninjas triumph against the powerhouses!

Lieberjosch: Bah! Lucky break!

Vinegar: As great a victory it was I’m sure, I think that Sheena’s unprovoked attack on Officer King has sort of stolen the thunder for this match, I hope we get some insight into what’s going on.

[Lord Hastings]

“Damage Inc” begins to play in the arena, and Robert Ooley walks out from backstage along with Dexter Vines, coming to the ring.

Vinegar: We were told to expect an announcement from the Consortium here tonight, looks like we are about to get it, with the Sports Entertainment Executive as well as the Head of Human Resources on their way to the ring!

Covert Jay: And Louis!

Vinegar: Ooley indeed carrying with him his trademark baseball bat, actually staring over here now, tapping the bat on his palm.

Lieberjosch: He’s waiting for you to shut up so he can talk.

Vinegar: Whoops.

Ooley: Most Rewards apologizes for his absence here tonight, but we’re here to make an announcement in his stead.

Vines: I hope you all enjoyed In Your Hands a few weeks ago, a classic GIW concept renewed and continued here in UGWC. This month we bring you another classic concept, this one familiar to our long-time fans from LWF: The Outlast Tournament!

Covert Jay: W00t!

Vines: For those of you unfamiliar with the format, Outlast is a single night event during which we will see three Cooperative Elimination Matches. The remaining members of the winning teams will advance to the main event, where they will face the World Heavyweight Champion, Phrixus Deimos, in another elimination match, with the last man standing winning the championship!

Ooley: And let me tell you, retaining at Outlast is a nearly impossible feat. Old Bob himself was the LWF World Champion going into the 2002 tournament, and lost the title that night.

Vines: Now, this also means that no other championships will be defended that night, but to make up for it, every episode of Synergy between now and Outlast will feature a championship being defended in the main event!

The crowd cheers its approval at the announcement, with some long time LWF fans trying to get a chant started up.

Vines: For the first time, this year each of the teams will have a specified captain, responsible for choosing the partners that he takes with him into his match. Possibly the most talked about rivalry since UGWC first opened its doors has been the one between Alex Kiseragi and Travis Pierce. Kiseragi won at No Holds Barred. Pierce won at In Your Hands. At Outlast, they face off again, but this time they will choose their allies, as Kiseragi and Pierce are our first two captains!

Kiseragi and Pierce are shown on the Globotron.

Ooley: These captains are certain to have targets on their backs, which is why it is my pleasure to announce our next choice, secured by his victory just a few moments ago. Were it left to me, he’d have met Louis by now, but that might be the least of his worries, I give you, Dogma!

Enigma is shown on the Globotron!

Vinegar: What an opportunity for Enigma! He met with all the Consortium just a few days ago, and now he is an Outlast captain!

Ooley: Plus, an event like this needs an unpredictable element. Some of my colleagues in the Consortium don’t quite know what to make of his extra-curricular activities, I find them to be particularly exciting. He may or may not still be a champion by then, but either way, he’ll be a captain…Jack Russo!

John Russo is shown on the Globotron.

Vines: The past month has bore witness to perhaps one of the greatest comeback stories in the history of this business. His leadership has already led a team to a championship, what can he do as a captain? The Darkest Light, DECLAN PRESCOTT!

Declan Prescott is shown on the Globotron, but suddenly, Chinchilla’s “The Ripper” begins to play!

Vinegar: What is this? We’re not expecting anybody else out here, and this isn’t music that we know?

Lieberjosch: HASTINGS!

Donovan Hastings stands on the stage, his face expressionless, and he comes to the ring, rolling under the bottom rope, right to his feet and staring at the Director of Human Resources. Hastings puts out his hand, and after a few moments Ooley hands him his microphone.

Hastings: You talked about how difficult it is to retain at Outlast. You lost a World Title there yourself. Let me remind you that the last time this event was held, last year in LWF, the champion retained. I retained. I’ve won this tournament before, and I will do it again. I’m the Lord of Pain, the brutal enforcer, the Ripper, and I will tear through this entire federation if I have to in order to get back MY World Heavyweight Championship.

Vines: Well, hopefully you’re as much on the same page with your buddy as we saw at In Your Hands, because a plan that aggressive needs a captain that supports it, and the final captain is Travis Roberts!

Travis Roberts is shown on the Globotron. Hastings stares at it. Ooley starts to wind up behind him with the bat, but Hastings looks back at him and Ooley backs away.

Hastings: Travis and I are more on the same page than you realize. As for Outlast, tell Fear when you see him that he should hold that title close to his chest, keep it well, because I’m coming back for it…and it is inevitable.

“The Ripper” begins to play again, and Hastings drops the microphone and leaves the ring.

Vinegar: What an announcement! Outlast returns! Kiseragi, Pierce, Enigma, Russo, Prescott, and Roberts all as captains! What else could happen, here on Synergy?

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: We've hardly got time to reflect on the announcement made moments ago by the Consortium, because very shortly we will see our newly crowned Cooperative Champions, The Saints of Los Angeles, in action. Remember Declan Prescott is one of the chosen captains for Outlast.

Covert Jay: How could we forget? The announcement was only just made, in fact you reiterated it just before you started talking about this match.

Vinegar: So we didn't cut away to a backstage segment in between?

Covert Jay: No....why, should we have? Oh god, he's gone and forgotten something again hasn't he? Is this going to be a weekly occurrence, something epic being missed because the producers of this show are monumentally forgetful. I'll ensure my ninja friends look into it, and hopefully we can ensure it doesn't happen again. He's got the memory of a Peanut that guy, wait till I speak to him, missing yet another segment...

Vinegar: Um, I wasn't sayign their should have been a segment, it was just an enquiry...

Covert Jay: Well there is a damn good chance that there should have been and that he has gone and forgotten it again. Man, it was probably something really important like Mickey Dragon finally recovering his brain from the slop bucket he left it in, and because of him we will never see it.

Vinegar: Well, what we will see, no matter what, is the first appearance of our new Cooperative Champions...

“Bummer”

Covert Jay: Huh?

Vinegar: It's one half of the former Cooperative Champions, Travis Roberts...

Covert Jay: He's changed his music too.

Vinegar: Well, he's changed it back, this was the entrance theme most commonly associated with Travis Roberts during his time in GIW.

Covert Jay: Well what's he doing here?

Vinegar: I'm not sure, if he's planning to attack the Saints this is uncharacteristic of him, as there would be no surprise factor.

Covert Jay: He's coming over here....and he's got an announcing headset around his neck...

Vinegar: Oh man, it's gonna get really tight in this booth....

Lieberjosch: you're telling me, I haven't even had chance to get a word in until now. And that's usually Jay's job...

Travis: Would you window lickers kindly make space for 'The Headliner'.

Vinegar: I'm not sure there is any spa...

Travis: Then 'The Blessed One' would be more than happy to take your seat Nick, and 'The TWiSTeD Icon' appreciates your gratuity.

Vinegar: What, I wasn't...

Lieberjosch: Just give him your seat Nick, you're not going to win.

Travis: Ah, apparently one of you licks less windows than the others, and you are?

Lieberjosch: Dr Hans Lieberjosch, I believe we have met before...

Travis: Really? 'The Blessed One' doesn't recall such a meeting, which leads him to the conclusion that you are one of the many regrettably uninspiring acquaintances Travis Roberts has made over the period of his legendary career.

Lieberjosch: No, no, you must be mistaken, I am a highly respected journalist and analyst in the Sports Entertainment Profession...

Travis: Wait! 'The Blessed One' thinks he does recall you...

Lieberjosch: Yes?

Travis: Sure, you once unblocked 'The TWiSTeD High Commanders' sink didn't you?

Lieberjosch: No, we met...

Travis: No, no. 'The Headliner' doesn't want any clues, he will remember eventually...

Vinegar: As entertaining as this is, any chance we could get back to the match we have ahead....

Travis: To be honest, 'The Blessed One' has a relatively good idea about the standard of this forthcoming match, and is pretty sure the viewers worth listening too would much rather listen to some TWiSTeD Prophecies, than engage their brains with the uninspiring match up we have to come.

Vinegar: That is just your opinion...

Travis: And?

Vinegar: Opinions are subjective.

Travis: In general, 'The Headliner' would be inclined to agree, when speaking about the opinions of others, but 'Blessed' opinions have far more weight, in fact you should maybe take to referring to them as truths.

“Live or Die Free”

The next match is a Cooperative Match, introducing first, FOOOOOOORRREEEEWWWEEELLLL BBOOOOODDDDDDIIIIINNNNGGG!!!

Travis: What? Forewell is in this match?

Vinegar: Did you not read the card?

Travis: Is 'The Blessed One'' on it?

Vinegar: Obviously not.

Travis: Well the answer should be clear to you.

Vinegar: Then why on earth are you here?

Travis: Because 'The Blessed One' wanted to witness the Saints of Los Angeles take on two people for a change. 'The TWiSTeD Icon' was expecting them to lose, cause let's face it any two random individuals could beat them, but 'The Headliner' did not expect Forewell to be on of the randoms.

Vinegar: If he keeps focus I am pretty confident Forewell has everything it takes to become a superior athlete...

Travis:...

Vinegar: What?

Lieberjosch: I'm with Travis' facial expression on this one. Has standing up made all the blood rush from your brain?

Vinegar: He has a lot of potential, that cannot be denied, if he hits 'They're Coming' on anyone, the match is over...

Lieberjosch: Your assuming he won't get distracted in the seconds between hitting the move and making the pin.

“Teahouse”

Dennis: And introducing his partner, ALLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEXXXXX KKKKIIIIIISSSEEEERRRRAAAAAGGGGGIIIIII!!!

Travis: Dear god, what has 'The Blessed One' let himself in for?

Vinegar: You had nothing but praise for Kiseragi a few weeks ago.

Travis: Needs must and all. However, there is one positive to this, 'The Dragon' has in the past proven he can carry dead weight in a tag division, even conquer it. This may not turn out to be the wasted trip 'The Blessed One' feared it would become.

“Saints of Los Angeles”

Dennis: And there opponents, they are the UGWC Cooperative Champions....THE SAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIINNNNTTTTTTTTSSSS OOOOOFFFFFF LOOOSSS ANNNNGGGGEEEELLLLEEEESSS!!!

Vinegar: both Savana and Prescott have immediately clocked the new member of our commentary team, and are making their way to the ring deep in conversation, both with one eye on 'The Headliner'.

Travis: Let's be honest here, the majority of the crowd is keeping one eye on 'The Blessed One', some just because he looks so damn good, and the rest are praying he will inject some entertainment into tonight's proceedings. It would be unfair to expect Declan and Andy to carry that responsibility on their shoulders, what with the expectations already laid at their feet.

Vinegar: They've been dealing with those expectations pretty well so far, as those shiny gold belts are a testament to.

Travis: Pfft. The Cooperative Championships? You really think that's what the people expect of Declan Prescott? The poor fools in attendance are hoping to see the Declan Prescott they remember, the man who defined an entire company, a man who was notoriously difficult to defeat. Unfortunately for everyone, they've got some horrific Kids TV presenter, who's about as threatening as a Canadian declaration of war. Declan Prescott has lost his edge...

Vinegar: You would say that...

Travis: Yes, because it's the truth. Daniel Hanson has more bite than Declan Prescott nowadays.

Vinegar: I suppose we'll have to take your word for that. Anyway, this match is about to get underway, and Forewell Boding is starting off against Andy Savana...

Travis: That ring is currently as paranoid as we've ever seen it.

Vinegar: We've seen Forewell in action before...

Travis: But now Andy Savana is in their too, and he is clearly consumed with fear of Declan abandoning him, leaving him to fend for himself in this harsh world. In fact, you are right, that's not paranoia, it's a completely rational fear, like that of dying, it is going to happen, he just doesn't know when...

Vinegar: Well, during your psyche analysis, Savana has taken the upper hand over Forewell, clutching him in a wrist lock and connecting a number of kicks to his side. He then releases and whips Boding into the ropes, and connects with a thunderous spinebuster, before turnign to Declan and tagging him in.

Lieberjosch: Prescott makes his way and paces around Forewell, and as Boding gets up he locks arms with him, 'The Darkest light' maintaining the momentum his partner built up, getting Forewell into a Full Nelson and slamming him to the ground...

Vinegar: Declan looks over to us, before turning his attention back to Boding, who just hasn't got a handle on this match yet, and whips him into the turnbuckle. He follows him in and lifts him onto the top rope, and climbs up with him. He grips him by the head...VERTICAL SUPLEX FROM THE TO...

Travis: Forewell knows how to reverse?

Vinegar: Apparently so, and he lands on top of Prescott in a pinning predicament...

1...

2...

Vinegar: But Prescott kicks out. Now both men crawling to their corners, Declan having to shout at Andy who is not paying attention to the match, and has been glaring at our visitor since he tagged out.

Travis: That could confirm the uncomfortable rumours that Savana has some unnatural obsession with 'The Blessed One'.

Vinegar: Andy's head snaps round just in time, and he manages to tag in just as A-Kis does the same.

Covert Jay: It's Dragon time baby!

Vinegar: And the two men collide, with a great force, as they both try to shoulder barge the other, and each man staggers back, but Kiseragi recovers quickest and manages to hit a roundhouse kick, which sends Savana to the ground. He then follows up with a standing somersault legdrop that crushes Andy's neck.

Covert Jay: I can't believe you call a Dragon boring!

Travis: And 'The Blessed One' can't believe you jack off to Beefy Warrior Maidens, but each to their own.

Vinegar: Kiseragi now taking the match to Savana throwing him into the corner and hitting a flurry of kicks to his body. He lifts him to his feet, but Savana manages to grab hold of A-Kis' legs and take them out from under his body, flipping him onto his back, before tagging in Prescott.

Lieberjosch: Prescott wastes no time in hitting a drop kick to the face of the rising Dragon, he then rolls onto his own feet and quickly drops and elbow, but A-Kis moves and springs to his feet...as Prescott gets to his Kis goes for the hip toss...

Vinegar: But Declan blocks, and reverses hip tossing Kis onto his back, and then hitting the elbow he missed earlier. Savana needs calling to once more, as Declan tags out, and once again the Saints showing some good team work, whilst Boding and A-Kis look like what they are, relative strangers.

Lieberjosch: Savana now in the ring, hits a DDT on A-Kis before the Dragon can regain his senses.

Travis: Travis Roberts thinks he's got it, you were Cara's fluffer once, right Hans?

Lieberjosch: No, we met when...

Vinegar: Savana climbs over The Dragon...CHAMBER OF PAIN!

Travis: Has anyone actually tapped out to that?

Vinegar: A-Kis will not be one of them, if so, as Boding is concentrated enough to get in the ring and land a big boot to the side of Savana, and he then manages to elude the ref and scoop up Savana hitting a powerful back breaker before returning to his corner...

Lieberjosch: Kis gets to his feet as Savana does the same, and quickly hits a hurricanrana, sending Savana halfway across the ring before tagging his partner in.
Travis: AHA! Seattle! You worked in Starbucks, right?

Lieberjosch: No.

Vinegar: Forewell gets into the ring, and Savana manages to make a desperate tag to Prescott who charges in, only to be greeted by Forewell's fist and This Saint hit's the canvas. Forewell is quickly upon him, giving out lefts and rights, but Prescott manages to block a shot and spins out from under Forewell, and ends up standing over him in a wrist lock.

Lieberjosch: Prescott hits a few forearms to Forewell and then whips him into the ropes...

Travis: Did you used to work for AOL customer services, maybe it's your voice that's familiar...

Vinegar: Forewell comes back towards Prescott...WHITE LIGHT!

Lieberjosch: Did Forewell just escape?!?!?!?

Travis: Ok not AOL, maybe it's...URMPH!

Vinegar: Savana thought, as did the rest of this arena, that the match was over, and has ran the length of the ring, up the turnbuckle and dived on top of Travis Roberts, and he's viscously beating into him. He is unaware that Forewell has escaped, and has tagged in A-Kis...

Lieberjosch: And Declan is unaware that his partner has gone loco, and he tries to turn and make a quick tag but ends up hitting nothing but the ropes, he turns around quickly in shock and surprise...

Covert Jay: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRIIIIIII KIIIIIICCCCCCCKKKKK!!!!!

Vinegar: Prescott tumbles out of the ring, and lands on his head, he;s out cold...and Savana is in a world of his own, pummelling Travis Roberts right next to my feet, I am pretty sure he cannot here Brian Chartreuse making the count, otherwise he'd try and revive his partner...

Lieberjosch: Kiseragi is in the ring looking bemused at this chain of events, and Forewell has taken the opportunity to check underneath the ring...Chartreuse continues the count and he's at 8 now, and Savana doesn't look like stopping...

Vinegar: He's not going to...

Chartreuse: 10!!!

Vinegar: the ring bell goes, and only now does Savana realise something is wrong...

Dennis: Here are your winners, via count out....FOOOORRREEEWWWELLLLL BOOODDDDIIIIING AND ALLLLLLLLEEEEEEXXXXX KKKKIIIIIISSSEEERRAAAAGGGGIIIII!!!!

Vinegar: And the moment he realises what has happened Savana shoots to his feet, and rushes towards Declan bringing him round, and it looks like he's apologising to him.

Lieberjosch: That won't erase the fact their first match after claiming the Cooperative Championships has ended in defeat...

Vinegar: And now he is walking up the ramp with Prescott, as Travis gets to his feet, tosses his headset aside, and just looks at the two men as they retreat up the ramp. Stay with us, The NEW World Heavyweight Champion is up next!

[Lord Hastings]

Dennis: The following contest is a non-title match, scheduled for one fall!

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.

Dennis: Introducing first! From Deep Creek, Mississippi! Weighing in at 185lbs! The UGWC Chaos Champion! Jet Someeeeeers!!!

Vinegar: Big match for Synergy here, a rematch of the I Quit match back at our Revelation Pay Per View.

Lieberjosch: The match where our new Champion showed the world Jet Somers true colours.

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, 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.

Phucking Phreak starts to play and Phrixus Deimos makes his way out onto the ramp, the UGWC World Heavyweight title belt firmly held across his shoulder. The fans boo loudly as he starts to make his way towards the ring.

Dennis: And his opponent! From Parts Unknown! With Weight Unknown! The UGWC World Heavyweight Champion! Phrixuuuus Deeeeimos!!!

Vinegar: Deimos managed to wrestle the title away from the dominant Donovan Hastings two weeks ago at our In Your Hands Pay Per View.

Jay: Missed it? No need! It’s still available on UGWC.com!

Deimos reaches the ring and slides under the bottom rope. He gets to his feet and shoots Jet a glare and a wicked smile before climbing the turnbuckle, turning his back on Somers. He raises the belt into the air and poses for a moment before climbing down. He passes the belt off hand to an official outside the ring, now staring right at Jet.

Ding! Ding!

Vinegar: This match is underway. Both men begin circling. I think beneath it all these two have a deep mutual respect and neither wants to launch in too vigorously.

Lieberjosch: Mutual respect? The clue is in the name. Jet Somers fears Phrixus Deimos, as should everyone in this company.

Jay: Fear? Ninja’s don’t know the meaning of the word.

Vinegar: Well they’ve locked up in the middle of the ring, collar and elbow. Somers is quick to get his arm inside though and takes a Muay Thai style clinch. Puts a knee into Deimos’s abdomen, and a second. Deimos catches the third though and uses it to plant a scoop slam.

Lieberjosch: A brilliant counter. A physical master in the ring and a psychological master outside. What more can we expect from a Champion?

Vinegar: Deimos just leans down over the prone Somers and seems to be talking to him.

Lieberjosch: He’s getting in his head. Like he needs to, Fear showed how in Jet’s head he is months ago.

Vinegar: Well Jet doesn’t seem to like whatever he’s saying. He lashed out with a kick back over his head that hits Phrixus Deimos between the eyes and rocks him back towards the ropes. Somers quickly back to his feet and charges Deimos, clothes lining him over the top rope.

Lieberjosch: No doubt that’s exactly what Fear wanted him to do.

Vinegar: I doubt he planned on being thrown out of the ring to the arena floor like that.

Lieberjosch: You couldn’t comprehend how his mind works.

Jay: Well you can’t understand how a ninja works.

Vinegar: Somers slingshots- flying cross body!

Lieberjosch: And Deimos ducks out of the way. That’s why he wanted that to happen, so he could watch Jet crash and burn.

Vinegar: Deimos puts some stomps to the back of Jet for good measure, he’s got to be wearing him down. He’s pulling him up to his feet now and just shoves him back, back first into the crowd barrier.

Lieberjosch: A brutal move showing how in control the Champion is.

Vinegar: And Deimos rolls Somers back into the ring, sliding in after him.

Lieberjosch: Somers can barely get to his feet. Look at him crawl.

Vinegar: Deimos is quickly up and keeping up the offense with those stomps, putting Jet back onto the mat.

Lieberjosch: And he’s going to finish Jet off right now. He’s going for the Millennial Decay!

Jay: No, Jet uses his Ninja skills to keep him from locking the hold in.

Vinegar. Jet able to roll over and hit Phrixus with a Judo style throw.

Jay: That’s a Tomoe Nage Nick.

Vinegar: A Tomoe Nage then, whatever you want to call it Jet launches Deimos overhead with his foot and rolls over into a mount position, unleashing a flurry of punches.

Lieberjosch: And Owen Peterson has to step in to pull Jet off and reprimand him for the closed fist strikes. So much for the squeaky clean façade.

Vinegar: Squeaky clean hasn’t been the best way to describe Jet Somers long before Phrixus Deimos took to him. The break has given Deimos the chance to get back to his feet but Jet tackles him and rushes him into the corner before he can react.

Lieberjosch: Look at him. He’s like a wild animal. If he keeps this up I might even like him.

Vinegar: Jet puts a couple of hard shots to the body of Deimos and climbs up to the second rope, going to rain down some blows from there.

Crowd: 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10!

Vinegar: Classic spot there.

Crowd: 11! 12! 13! 14!

Vinegar: Uh-

Crowd: 15! 16!

Lieberjosch: Phrixus powers out of the corner! Still holding Jet aloft! Power bomb in the middle of the ring!

Vinegar: Big counter and Phrixus Deimos makes the cover.

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Vinegar: Jet kicks out. Deimos seems to have reclaimed the momentum with that high impact move though.

Lieberjosch: That’s the price you pay for losing your discipline.

Vinegar: Deimos brings Jet back to his feet. Hits with a big vertical suplex. Jet pushes himself back up but walks right into a side belly to belly suplex from the Champion. Deimos going up high now.

Lieberjosch: Well I guess nobody is perfect.

Vinegar: And he hit’s the Fainting! Big high risk manoeuvre connects! Here’s another cover.

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Vinegar: No, Somers able to get a shoulder up once again.

Lieberjosch: He can’t resist Phrixus Deimos relentless onslaught much longer.

Jay: Ninja’s can resist anything.

Lieberjosch: Thanks for the input pedant.

Jay: I hadn’t said anything in a while.

Vinegar: Deimos pulling Jet to his feet once again, landing some clubbing blows to the back and neck as he moves him towards the ropes. Irish whip sends Jet running. Deimos goes for a clothesline but Jet ducks it and rebounds off the ropes again. Comes back with a flying knee lift.

Lieberjosch: That Fear spins away from and drops him with a dropkick. The Champion staying in control.

Vinegar: Jet doesn’t take long to recover from that shot though and both men are straight back up. They’re just slugging it out now. Both men with one hand gripping the others neck and unloading with forearm shots.

Lieberjosch: How very Ninja…

Jay: Yeah! Ninja’s can fight dirty with the best of them!

Vinegar: That forearm seemed to rock Jet back though. It’s not fazing him though, Jet swings back with a haymaker. These two exchanging big looping hooks now.

Lieberjosch: It may be garbage wrestling but watching that sanctimonious fool getting pummelled is still enjoyable.

Vinegar: Jet ducks a punch! Spinning back fist knocks Deimos down! I bet he wasn’t predicting that shot.

Lieberjosch: He- I-

Vinegar: Jet stepping over Fear now. He’s putting in a Ezekiel Choke. He’s going to try to choke Phrixus Deimos into unconsciousness.

Jay: That’ll show him.

Vinegar: That holds sunk in deep. I’m not sure Fear has any way to escape it.

Lieberjosch: Every hold has a counter Nick. You should know that by now.

Vinegar: Yeah but it’s hard to think of them when your brain is starved of oxygen.

Lieberjosch: Well Deimos’s mind doesn’t work like everyone else’s- Like he’s showing right now. He’s rolled over and put Jet on his back! He rolls forward and breaks the hold! He’s gone into a bridging pin!

Vinegar: Peterson counts the cover!

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Ding! Ding! Ding!

Dennis: Here is your winner! Phrixuuuus Deeeimossss!!!

Lieberjosch: What did I tell you? The Champion is here to stay.

Phrixus Deimos rolls out of the ring and takes his belt from a waiting official while Jet is on his knees in the ring looking frustrated. Deimos backs up the ramp, holding the belt up for a moment as the two stare down. Jet is first to break the glare as he looks away out of the ring, then back at Deimos, then again out of the ring.

Lieberjosch: The match is finished, but why is Jet approaching us?

Vinegar: Watch out, Claude!

Covert Jay: He just ninja shoved Claude De Rhombus right out of his chair and into the barricade.

Vinegar: We're seeing a side of Jet I never thought existed!

Lieberjosch: Predictably going for the ring bell.

Jet takes the ring bell and charges around the ring and up the ramp towards Phrixus Deimos.

Vinegar: Jet no!

Lieberjosch: Believe it or not, Jet Somers has let loose with the ring bell, attacking the UGWC Champion with no remorse!

Vinegar: I never would have believed it if I hadn't seen it. What's the point?

Covert Jay: I can't see how this is very Ninja like... Fear didn't have him backed into a corner, and it was a pretty fair match.

Lieberjosch: I guess all the Covenant was right, Jet's just as dirty as they are!

Vinegar: Jet finally lets up on the beating, only to crawl right into the face of the battered Deimos.

Lieberjosch: HE BIT HIM! HOLY CHRIST HE JUST BIT INTO THE NOSE OF PHRIXUS DEIMOS!

Vinegar: Officials are rushing out now to stop this madness as Deimos is gushing blood out of his face! Dear God, what has gotten into our hero?

Referees and security charges down the ramp and pull Jet Somers, now covered in Deimos’s blood, off of him. They hold him back, herding him to the back while Deimos stays on the ramp, his face a crimson mask, laughing.

Vinegar: I fear things between these two are going to get a lot worse before they get any better.

Lieberjosch: Fear? No you don’t fear yet, but you will!

[Lord Hastings]

Dennis: ladies and Gentlemen it is time for tonight's MAIN EVENT! The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the UGWC Cross-Hemisphere Championship...

'You Know My Name'

Dennis: Introducing first, the challenger, TTTTTTTTRRRRRRAAAAAAVVVVVIIIIISSSSS PPPPPIIIIIEEEERRRRCCCCCEEEE!

Vinegar: Pierce has got to be favourite for this one, Russo has already defended once tonight, and it wasn't a straight forward contest as he would have liked, and Pierce is coming off the back of a morale boosting win against Kiseragi at In Your Hands.

Lieberjosch: He's clearly the superior athlete anyway, Russo doesn't have the same kind of class, all that underground working class bare knuckle fighting he is involved in is just uncouth.

Vinegar: that's one way to look at it, but if he can survive in an environment that has no rules, it's great training for surviving two matches in one night.

'Shout 2000'

Dennis: And his opponent, The UGWC Cross-Hemisphere Champion....JOOOOOOOOHHHHHNNNNN RUUUUUUUSSSSSSOOOOOO!!!!

Vinegar: He does look pretty tired though.

Lieberjosch: C'mon, the dude had a week off when everyone else was at In Your Hands, it's nobodies fault but his own if he didn't use that time to rest up and prepare.

Vinegar: Even so, don't forget this is his second match of the night...

Covert Jay: how can we, that's like the third time you've mentioned it. It's not like we're goldfish, we can remember the beginning of the show...

Vinegar: It's for the benefit of the viewers...

Covert Jay: you think they are stupid?

Vinegar: It may surprise you, but not everyone pays attention to all the details of the show.

Covert Jay: not really, have you ever watched our shows, we sometimes forget what happened the match before.

Vinegar: Proving why I repeat things...

Covert Jay: yeah, that wasn't quite how I planned that going.

Vinegar: I don't care, Russo and pierce are now in the ring, awaiting the Ref's go ahead to start the match, and the bell is rung. And Pierce comes at Russo like a guided missile, flinging himself at him, and connecting with a flying forearms, taking a sluggish Russo to to the floor.

Lieberjosch: He pounds Russo in the forehead repeatedly before Glenn Burke is forced to drag him off due to use of closed fists.

Vinegar: And he's undone Russo's stitches, and the Champion is bleeding profusely already, and this match has only just begun...

Covert Jay: it probably won't be the longest match, I say this because I know The Author is feeling drained...

Vinegar: The Author?

Covert Jay: Yes.

Vinegar: Is that some kind of Ninja god?

Covert Jay: Don't be silly, he's no god!

Vinegar: Whatever, Burke has forced Pierce to let Russo get to his feet, before allowing the match to continue, but I'm not sure that will help Russo much as Pierce charges again, however Russo is sharper than expected, and quickly fells Pierce with a drop toe hold.

Lieberjosch: Now he locks his legs around Pierce's neck and starts to cut off the circulation to his brain.

Vinegar: Now Burke has to tell Russo to release this hold, because he deems it to be an illegal choke...

Lieberjosch: And now Russo waits for Pierce to get to his feet, before the match continues, Pierce taking advantage of Russo's condition, by evading him for a while, causing him to use up important energy reserves, Russo eventually wildly swings out allowing Pierce to get behind him and lift him for an atomic drop...

Vinegar: Russo hops from one foot to the other in pain, as Pierce takes to running the ropes, and then hits an elegant swinging neckbreaker. And covers....


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Lieberjosch: No! The Champion raises a shoulder, and Pierce complains that the count was too slow...

Vinegar: Allowing Russo the opportunity to reach up....SCHOOLBOY PIN!




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Vinegar: NO! Pierce breaks out of the pine, and now both men scramble to their feet, Russo swings at Pierce, but Pierce ducks and runs to the ropes...THE TRUTH HURTS!!!







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Vinegar: NO! NO! NO! Burke's hand was milliseconds from the ground, but Russo manages to get a foot on the rope, and Burke spots it...Pierce cannot believe it, and he slams the ground in frustration. He gets to his feet and drags Russo to his, and whips him into the turnbuckle, charging in after him...

Lieberjosch: But Russo pulls himself out of the way, and Pierce slams a knee into the turnbuckle before bouncing onto the floor. Russo now steadies himself as Pierce gets to his feet...Kick to the gut...STUNNING VICTORY!

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Lieberjosch: NO! It's Pierces turn to kick out at the last minute, but Russo doesn't slam the ground in frustration he rolls off Pierce and stares at the lights...

Vinegar: He's given everything he's got tonight, and taken everything thrown at him, but he may well have run out reserves, but he still manages to climb to his feet, just before Pierce does likewise. Both men are uneasy on their feet, and start trading shots, until Russo falls to a knee....

Lieberjosch: Pierce takes a couple of steps back and then slams his knee into the side of Russo's head, and Russo crumples to the floor...and Pierce jumps to the top rope....PIERCING BLOW!!!

Vinegar: NO! RUSSO SOEMHOW MANAGES TO FLIP IT OVER< AND HAS PIERCE UNDER HIM!




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Dennis: here is your winner, and STILL UGWC CROSS-HEMISPHERE CHAMPION.....JJJJOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHNNNNN RRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSOOOOOOOO!!!!

Vinegar: Against the odds John Russo manages to defend his title successfully twice in one night, and Travis Pierce comes within a whisker of regaining the belt he lost to Alex Kiseragi at UGWC's very first PPV. It's been an action packed night, we've had first victories, impromptu commentary appearances cut abruptly short, impressive title defences, exciting announcements and even a man biting another man's nose. It just proves, anything, can happen on Synergy! Join us next week!

[Lord Hastings]

Credits

0pener
Hastings

Triple Threat
JK

0utlast Announcement
Hastings

Cooperative Match
T-Rob

Deimos vs Somers
A-Kis

Main Event
T-Rob

[Declan Prescott]

Hmm, was it Andy's idea to have him beating up Travis or was it the owners'?

[Lord Hastings]

I'm not 100% certain but I think it was Rob's.

Also, I realized I forgot to post the vote results for the two title matches. Russo beat Cockatoo 8-4 and Pierce 7-5.

[Jet Somers]

Damn exciting show, great to not see a slump after a ppv. Hope it leads to some exciting things, and this Outlast tournament sounds awesome!

[Travis Pierce]

Great show! Outlast was probably my favorite LWF event, and this captain thing is a neat idea. Just need to find some teammates...

[Alex Kiseragi]

Yeah, I think it's going to be a fun month getting this all built up, especially seeing how the teams fall week by week. I forsee some crazy gang brawls.