Synergy #20 Results - October 11th, 2010

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: Welcome, one and all, to UGWC Synergy!

Covert Jay: HUTTAH!

Vinegar: We’re just one week away from Battleground, what an event it is shaping up to be!

Lieberjosch: We’ve got a triple threat match lined up for the World Heavyweight Championship and a Cross-Hemisphere defense already lined up, and of course there is the Battleground Match itself!

Vinegar: And there is sure to be more to be announced, but in the meantime let’s get right to the action!

“Saints Of Los Angeles” hits, as Andy and Declan make their way onto the stage. They both converse with the fans as they make their way down the ramp, before rolling into the ring at the same time. Both jog across the mat, Andy jumping on the far left turnbuckle, Declan on the far right. They both raise their arms, before leaping off and criss-crossing in the ring, leading Andy to leap onto the near right turnbuckle and Declan the near left. Both then return to the canvas and give a small fist bump to each other, as they await the start of the bout.

Dennis: The following opening contest is a Cooperative Match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, Declan Prescott and Andy Savana, THE SAINTS OF LOS ANGELES!!!

Vinegar: The former Cooperative Champions in action tonight one week before both have huge singles matches next week, Prescott of course defending the World Heavyweight Championship, and Savana is scheduled to challenge John Russo for the Cross-Hemisphere Title.

“When They Come For Me” hits, and as the music plays, Deimos and Fernandez come out to the stage, Fernandez with the Mallet of Doom ™ slung over his shoulders. Fernandez shouts into the crowd and circles around Deimos as Deimos is more focused on the ring on their walk down the ramp. Deimos enters the ring and Fernandez stands on the apron, thrusting the Mallet into the air as red, white, and blue pyros explode around the ring.

Dennis: And their opponents, Phrixus Deimos and Alan Fernandez, FREAK SHOW CENTRAL!!!!!

Vinegar: Looks like it’ll be Alan Fernandez starting off against Declan Prescott, as Sam Green calls for the bell.

DING DING!

Vinegar: Prescott and Fernandez lock up, and Fernandez pulls Prescott into a headlock, but Prescott counters with a suplex.

Covert Jay: Prescott bounces off the ropes and charges, and the Talk of the Town sidesteps, grabs the arm, pulls him back into the Panda Buster!

Vinegar: Fernandez covers.





ONE!!!!!





Vinegar: Prescott shoves him off.

Lieberjosch: A bit of a slap in the face of the World Champion, trying to pin him so quickly.

Covert Jay: Don’t forget that the Talk is a 2-Time former World Champion, who knows to put his opponents away when the opportunity arises.

Vinegar: Fernandez starts to pull Prescott up, but the World Champion quickly counters with a belly to belly suplex,.

Covert Jay: French tickler!!!!

Vinegar: An elbow drops now from Prescott, and a cover!





ONE!!!!!





TWO!!!!!





Vinegar: Deimos breaks up the cove!

Lieberjosch: Sam Green forces Deimos back to his corner, and Prescott stares him down before making the tag to his partner, here comes Andy Savana.

Vinegar: Savana comes into the ring and delivers a side suplex to Fernandez, then bounces off the ropes and goes for a clothesline.

Covert Jay: But the Innovator of Offense ducks and hits a pendulum backbreaker!

Pbp: Fernandez makes the tag to Deimos, and the Embodiment of Fear rushes into the ring and knocks Savana down with a dropkick. Savana staggers off the ropes into a fireman’s carry from Deimos.

Lieberjosch: But Savana lands on his feet, spins around and takes Deimos down with a neckbreaker.

Vinegar: Savana covers!





ONE!





TWO!





Vinegar: Deimos kicks out!

Lieberjosch: Savana pulls Deimos up into a vertical suplex.

Covert Jay: But Deimos floats behind Savana and hits the Numbing!

Vinegar: Deimos covers!





ONE!!!!!





TWO!!!!!





Vinegar: Cover broken up by Prescott!

Covert Jay: It’s getting rowdy!

Vinegar: Fernandez rushes into the ring and clotheslines Prescott to the outside. Deimos pulls Savana up and goes to whip him into the corner, but Savana reverses it and gives chase.

Covert Jay: But Fear counters with the Fainting!

Vinegar: Deimos and Fernandez on opposite turnbuckles now!

Covert Jay: METEOR SHOWER!!!!!!!

Vinegar: Ill Met by Starlight from Fernandez, followed by the Meteor Press from Deimos, and Deimos has the cover!





ONE!!!!!





TWO!!!!!





THREE!!!!!





Dennis: Here are your winners…FREAK SHOW CENTRAL!!!!!

Vinegar: Deimos gets the pin on Savana, his partner Fernandez congratulating him, hold on, Prescott back in the ring!

Lieberjosch: BLACK LIGHT TO FERNANDEZ!

Vinegar: Ducks a clothesline from Deimos!

Lieberjosch: WHITE LIGHT TO DEIMOS!!!!!

Vinegar: Declan Prescott takes out both members of Freak Show Central, and he’s standing over Phrixus Deimos, one of two opponents that he’ll face next week! Don’t go anywhere, we’ve got plenty of action still to go, here on Synergy!

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

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

Vinegar: Intriguing singles contest coming up next.

Bummer starts up and plays for about 30 seconds. When the drums hit, Travis appears through the curtain. His arms spread out as if expecting a hero’s welcome, but gets a chorus of boos instead. Not put off he shrugs his shoulders and looks around before making his way towards the ring.

Dennis: Introducing first! From Phoenix Arizona! Travis Robeeeerts!!!

Vinegar: Travis Roberts is a week away from going into his first Battleground match. It’s hard to think he’ll be too focussed on this match tonight.

Lieberjosch: The sad fact is that he doesn’t need to and he’ll still come out of this on top.

As he struts down to the ring, he nods and smiles in a fairly patronising way at the crowd. But will generally stop in the vicinity of an attractive women and begin to talk to her, after a while he’ll remember what he’s supposed to be doing, and slip the girl his number, and almost begrudgingly head to the ring.

"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.

Vinegar: I think it’s unfair to say that Travis Roberts can brush past the Cross-Hemisphere Champion without focussing.

Lieberjosch: We’ll probably find out in the next five minutes.

Vinegar: Russo too has a big match coming up next week. Defending his title for the first time since before Outlast. He’ll be facing Andy Savana.

Lieberjosch: Oh, yeah, a match with Andy Savana is huge.

Dennis: His opponent! Accompanied to the ring by Sierra Steel. From San Diego, California! He is the UGWC Cross-Hemisphere Champion! John Russoooo!!!

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!"

Ding! Ding!

Vinegar: The match is underway. These two lock up in the middle of the ring. No-one getting a technical advantage but Roberts able to muscle Russo into the corner. Nothing happening though and referee Hazel East in the make a clean break.

Lieberjosch: Roberts using his trademark guile to take the early advantage.

Vinegar: If that’s what you call it. Roberts sucker punches Russo.

Jay: It was more of a sucker forearm really.

Lieberjosch: Russo’s lucky not to be on the floor wetting himself and biting through his own tongue right now.

Vinegar: I’m not Daniel Hanson’s biggest fan but even I think that’s sick. Roberts follows up with a couple of heavy hip strikes into the body of the champ and whips him across the ring.

Lieberjosch: And he as time to chat with another of those front row beauties before he follows up.

Vinegar: Roberts charges back across the ring but Russo gets a foot up to his face. Roberts arrogance could have cost him there. Russo comes out of the corner and takes The Headliner down with a bulldog. Here’s a cover.

1!

Lieberjosch: Roberts kicks out with authority. Russo was frankly foolish to think that was enough.

Jay: Every kick out forces your opponent to use energy. Often the winner of a match is decided by who has the most gas in their tank.

Vinegar & Lieberjosch: ……

Jay: …like a ninja.

Vinegar: Right. Russo brings Roberts back to his feet and plants him with a scoop body slam. Russo off to the ropes this time. Roberts rolls over and Russo is forced to step over and rebound again. Roberts to his feet and puts Russo down with a shoulder block.

Lieberjosch: Have you ever felt The Blessed One’s chest? It’s like a wall.

Vinegar: That’s…creepy…on several levels. Roberts follows up though with a barrage of stomps. Russo only able to escape as far as the corner and again East forces a break. You’re very quiet Jay.

Jay: There’s no ninja’s in this match. I feel unnecessary. I’m going to get a hot dog.

Vinegar: Um, ok. Covert Jay leaving the commentary booth. Russo able to get to his feet but gets cut off by a back elbow from Roberts. The Headliner brings the Cross-Hemisphere Champion out to the ropes and sends him off running. Russo rebound and gets hit with a power slam. Roberts holds it for the cover.

1!

2!

Lieberjosch: Russo only barely able to kick out.

Vinegar: He had a solid second by my count. Roberts bringing him back up to his feet. Sends him flying overhead this time with a belly to belly suplex. Russo barely stays contained in the ring.

Lieberjosch: If Travis had wanted to he could have thrown him clean over the ropes to outside. He’s merciful tonight.

Vinegar: Russo pulling himself back to his feet using the ropes now. Roberts closes in to follow up again and- He gets cut off by a back kick from Russo. There’s an enziguri! Russo with the cover.

1!

2!

Lieberjosch: Nowhere near.

Vinegar: That was close. That counter has Russo back in control of this one. Russo brings him back to his feet. Hoists him up onto his shoulders and hit’s a powerful Samoan drop. He comes off the ropes now and drops a snap leg drop across his neck.

Lieberjosch: That looked like it wouldn’t hurt Paul Cockatoo, let alone The Blessed One.

Vinegar: Russo turns and heads to the turnbuckle- Gets rolled up by Roberts!

1!

2!

Vinegar: Oh but Russo’s able to kick out.

Lieberjosch: I told you. That final blow did nothing but give Roberts time to recover.

Vinegar: Both men on their feet. Roberts with a big boot that Russo ducks under and goes into the corner again. He’s up on the second rope. Roberts turns around and Russo hits him with a kick that knocks him back. Russo with a missile dropkick.

Lieberjosch: That misses. Roberts simply steps back out of range.

Vinegar: Simple effective counter. Roberts looking for a Boston Crab but Russo able to kick him away and quickly gets back to his feet. Roberts comes back with a clothesline but Russo’s able to duck it. He turns back, boot to the gut- Stunning Vic-

Lieberjosch: Ha! No chance.

Vinegar: Roberts shoves Russo away and escapes that finishing manoeuvre. Russo rebounds off the ropes. Roberts with an inside cradle!

1!

2!

3!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Dennis: Here is your winner! Travis Robeeeerts!!!

Lieberjosch: What was that you said earlier?

Vinegar: Travis Roberts able to put one over the Cross-Hemisphere Champion but I wouldn’t say it was an unfocussed effort.

Lieberjosch: You wouldn’t call it hard fought either.

Vinegar: I wouldn’t call it convincing either.

Covert Jay returns, chewing on the remains of a hot dog.

Jay: Did I miss anything?

Lieberjosch: Not really.

Vinegar: Roberts will go into next week on a winning streak and that’s a great boon for any of the Battleground participants who can manage it. Next up, the Chaos title is on the line as Enigma defends against UGWC newcomers, Osirus Blackheart, Lucien Valentine and Poison.

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

The cameras pan backstage. The camera is focused on UGWC newcomer "The Virus" Lucien Valentine. He seems to be stareing at something with curious intent. He raises a teddy bear up to the camera view and points, talking to the bear.

Valentine: He looks like the dinosaurs from the Super Mario Brothers Movie.

For once Valentine actually sees something real. The camera pans out and we see the monsterous DarkBain swaying back and borth with a stupid smile on his face. He's swaying humming a tune only he must know as he raises a near empty beer bottle up. He suddenly drops it when his master is heard yelling for him. Osirus Blackhart emerges onto the scene as DarkBain looks at his hand, wondering where the beer went.

Blackhart: Where the hell have you been? Have you been drinking here since last week!?

Darkbain looks around him slowly, up at the ceiling then checking both Osiruses hands for the lost bottle of beer. Looking back at his own, he grunts confused.

Suddenly from behind Osirus someone whistles. Darkbain turns his head slowly, A bottle of beer flying through the air and landing against the monsters chest. He jumps, bringing his hands up, catching the bottle before it connects with the floor.

Stepping into the scene slowly, the buckles on her heavy boots rattling as she slams her foot down hard, is none other then Poison. Burping, she points her open beer towards Darkbain, not even acknowledging Osirus as she addresses the monster.

Poison: "Nice catch Lurch."

DarkBain nods, points to the bottle and grunts with glee. He crackis it open and takes a big swing and starts to sway again. Osirus slowly turns with fire in his eyes, to stare face to face with his nemeis. However, before he says anything Lucien Valentine walks past with his teddy bear.

Valentine: No I never been to the Jersey Shore but I have been in the drawers of a girl named Heather....

DarkBain chuckles. At Valentine or his own imagination we're not sure. Osirus looks back at Poison.

Blackhart: Tonight, tonight. Our paths will bang in a light to give the mortals a fright.

Poison cracks a grin, Taking a slow drink from her beer. Swollowing the tainted liquid in her mouth, she wipes her mouth on the back of her hand, Her emerald irises boring deep into Blackharts.

Poison:" Heh... You said bang... "

Poison chuckles, dropping her head slowly.

Poison: "And you know I can't take you seriously when you Rhyme looker.. Sounds like yall gonna break out into song on me"..

She lifts her head slowly, raising her eyebrow, glaring at him.

Poison:"But yea, I get your point. Tonight will be the night where we come face to face again. Sure am looking forward to making you scream again boy."

Blackhart: Make me scream? I will sent you to the deepest layer of Hell while you still breathe.

DarkBain waves at Poison. He tries to speak, but with no tounge and a drunk slur, it's heard to make it out.

Blackhart: I believe my monster says he'd like to have his little play toy as one of my creations like him.

Poison smiles an infectious vile grin. She bites her lip gently, looking over at Darkbain, then back to Osirus.

Poison: "I doubt that's what he said, looker. I reckon it donin' had more to do with your child. Maybe he was trying to tell ya where he is... Or what happened to him."

Poison tosses her beer to the side, stepping closer to Osirus, her breath teasing against his skin as she leans in, Whispering in his ear. Her voice layered with Hatred, Sparked with disgrace for her ex tag team partner.

Poison: "Or maybe... He was thanking me for destroyin' the little fuckin' spoilt bratt... For destroyin' the beauty... For makin' sure that your legacy..The legacy of Blackhart can no longer continue after your reign..."

She chuckles, her eyes igniting with such an intense malice, that Darkbain suddenly snaps back to sobriety. He's been waiting for this moment for a very very long time... And good lord, did he want to enjoy it, savour it, remember it for as long as he may live.
Raising her eyebrows, Poison glares back at Osirus, the grin remaining on her face... She sure was enjoying this. Suddenly, Valentine walks past again.

Valentine: Yes I have but the pancakes got stuck. What about crapes?

The trio don't even look apart this time. The regal godlike air that Osirus always held is vanished and an animalistic look is in his eyes.

Osirus: You! You took my firstborn, like a plauge!

Osirus spins around and smacks DarkBain with a loud slap. DarkBain staggers back.

Osirus: How dare you betray your prince! I knew I shouldn't of taken you in, you swine!

Osirus is quick to look back to Poison.

Osirus: Tonight I will not be looking for a title. I want your blood on on my hands. You won't make it to your first UGWC pay per view.

Poison, Unamused by Osirus, runs her fingers through her hair. She sighs quietly.

Poison:"Your first born was a plague.. And don't blame him.."

She gestures her head in Darkbains direction. Poison looks Osirus over, starting from his feet, taking in every last sickening detail...

Poison:"Your monster didn't kill that swine. Fuck boy, he even tried to tell you it was me AND where the body was..well...What was left of it anyways."

She laughs to herself amused.

Poison:"You were just too hot headed and self absorbed to listen to the poor shmuck. Just think Osirus... If you wouldn't have did what yall did to me.. Without the hanging, dumpster... without the staples.. Without the abuse, This... This would never have happened. Your pathetic spawn would still be fouling this world with his vile tongue and arrogant words. You did this to yerself."

Darkbain stands listening, his hand resting against his cheek. Poison shakes her head, getting right up in the face of the Unholy Pope. She does not show a single ounce of intimidation.

Poison: " I will make it to my first PPV... No matter how hard I get beat, How broken I am when I leave that ring tonight.. The need to make your life hell, to reveal every last sordid detail about your precious sons death will will me to continue. I will make sure you never have a clear head again. I will make sure that every ounce of you from this moment on is filled with regret and guilt. You brought this upon yerself Mister Blackhart... And I hope it kills you."

Laughing again, she steps back, tilting her head to the side.

Poison:" And I guess the beatin' I'm gonin' give you at the PPV will sure help it along the way."

Osirus looks infurated, eyes bewilded. DarkBain tries his hardest to hide his joy that someone is finally standing up against his master.

Blackhart: You dare challenge me? When you know I will demolish you tonight!

Valentine once again comes into the scene, this time he doesn't look at his teddy bear. He tilts his head and looks at the two.

Valentine: Maybe you two should face eachother at the PPV for DarkBain, as he clearly seems to be in surfdom.

And once again, Valentine walks off. DarkBain jumps in agreement and points, like saying he agrees. Poison shrugs...

Poison::"I guess takin' 'nother person away from you ain't gonna seem that big of a deal... not after loosin yer own flesh an' blood, Right Osirus?"

Grinning to herself, Poison places her hands in her pockets, her smug expression priceless. Poison then walks off before Osirus could even respond, her words have already struck hard. Osirus looks at DarkBain with anger in his eyes. And he walks away. DarkBain thinks and laughs. He might finally be able to leave Osirus! Valentine enters the scene once more with his bear.

Valentine: About time! It was rude of them to keep interrupting us. Now tell me about the rabbits...

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: We are half-way through our show tonight, and we still have many great matches ahead of us!

Lieberjosch: And instead of bringing you those matches, we have a clusterfuck of a Garbage style wrestling match between Flippy, Trailer Trash, God man, and the Horror film villain.

Covert Jay: What’s so bad about that?

Lieberjosch: Do you find this match to be interesting on paper?

Covert Jay: Yeah...

Lieberjosch: I rest my case!

Vinegar: Negative comments aside, I am sure that our fans will be entertained by this upcoming display, Enigma takes on Valentine, Blackhart, and ‘One Taste’ Poison for the Chaos championship!

DING! DING!

Dennis: The following fatal fourway match is scheduled for ONE FALL! And is for, the Chaos championship! Introducing first....

“Psalm 69”

The lights dim throughout the arena as alone spot light hits the entrance ramp as "Psalm 69" by Ministry begins blasting out from the PA sound system out walks the pale tank figure of "The Virus" Lucien Valentine emerges from behind the black curtains. Lucien stands at the top of the entrance ramp as the spot light shines down upon him, he can be heard getting a mixed reaction from the fans.

Dennis: From....I dunno....Santa’s workshop or something....Weighing in at 212lbs, ‘THE VIRUS’ LUUUCCCIIIIEEENNNN VAAAAAALLLLLEEEEENNNNNNNTTTTTIIIIINNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Valentine eventually walks down to the ring wasting no time he walks on up the steel steps, he then begins to climb into the ring, he climbs atop a turn buckle and does a few taunts as he wilds up the crowd at ringside as he awaits for his opponent to come on out.

Lieberjosch: Now how in the hell did this guy get a title shot? He lost last week; I thought that you had to at least win before you get a shot at any title.

Covert Jay: Didn’t you say it was a rubbish championship?

Lieberjosch: I reiterate, I thought that you had to at least win a match before you get a shot at ANY championship...be it in garbage wrestling or not.

"Personal Jesus"

V.O: Reach out and touch faith!

The lights dim as alone spot light hits the entrance ramp. "Personal Jesus" by Marilyn Manson plays as a long shadow entices the ramp. The lights come back as the pale Osirus Blackhart emerges from the curtain. Dressed in a black robe and a black pope hat, Osirus waltz with regal air, as his monstrous bodyguard trails behind him.

Dennis: And introducing, from The Omega Domination Compound, weighing in at 210lbs, OSSSIIIIIRRRUUUUUSSSSSSS BLLLLLLAAAAAAACCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKHHHHEEEEEAAARRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Vinegar: This man has made it quite clear that he intends to take the Chaos title, tonight could be his chance to do just that.

“Dirty World”

"The best excuse in the World...to join the party" is spoken over the PA.. And the crowd immediately erupt into a deafening chorus of cheers.

The arena plunges to darkness as aggressive riff of "Dirty World" by Dope slams over the PA system, sending shock waves through the speakers almost muting the noise from the crowd. Flickering lights of lime green flash around the dark, wide open space as the floor beneath the crowd’s feet trembles with the music. A thick layer of green fog slithers down the entrance ramp, creeping into the ring and lingering heavily in the air. As images of The One and Only Poison flash on the titan tron, she parts the black curtain and strides confidently onto the ramp.

Dennis: From Dallas, Texas, weighing in at 112lbs, ‘ONE TASTE’ POOOOOIIIIISSSSSOOOOOONNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lieberjosch: It seems that Blackhart and her have some history, could that prove to be a catalyst tonight?

Her eyes burn with intensity and hate, her body pounding with adrenaline and her blood lust on her mind as she makes her way down to the ring, sliding beneath the bottom rope and waits for her next victim.

"Given to fly"

"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.

Dennis: And introducing the champion, from Brisbane, Australia weighing in at 202lbs......EEEENNNNNNIIIIGGGGGGMMMMAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Vinegar: It has been said time and time before, Enigma has been on quite a roll lately, however this is his first defence as champion, this will be a true test of character.

Covert Jay: Let the ninjaneuety begin!

DING! DING!

Vinegar: Osirus and Poison go right for each other as Enigma and Valentine slip out to the outside. Osirus with a huge DDT to Poison, taking her down as Enigma and Valentine pull out the first weapons of the match, Enigma with a wooden chair, and Valentine with the more traditional steel variety. Both slide in as Osirus begins taunting Poison as she gets back up. Valentine and Enigma swing, AND SANDWICH THE UNHOLY POPE!

Lieberjosch: Bah! True competitors can cause that much damage with natural ability.

Covert Jay: NINJANEUITY!

Vinegar: What my colleague means is that Poison has gotten to her feet, and started the take it out on Valentine, and from behind, Enigma leapfrogged Poison, and took out Valentine with a flying forearm!

Lieberjosch: Poison not taking a liking to that, and grabs Enigma by the hair. Stiff right arm to his face, a very low kick, and drills him with a shining wizard!

Vinegar: Poison now heading for the outside, lifts up the ring apron, pulls out some lighter fluid, a baseball bat, and her Zippo....oh no....

Covert Jay: Now that is Flaming baseball!

Vinegar: She just lit that bat on fire....and it looks like it will be Osirus and Enigma back on their feet first, she now has a choice.....and she goes for Osirus? What the...?

Lieberjosch: Regardless, Osirus gets hit! He screams in agony as the fire singes his flesh; don’t gods have no way of feeling pain?

Covert Jay: He’s a special god...like Bruce Almighty!

Vinegar: A bit of co-operation between Enigma and Poison here, he picks up Osirus and holds him by the arms as Poison lines up another shot, swings......HE DUCKS! ENIGMA GETS THE FULL FORCE!

Lieberjosch: Poison mumbles a curse word before taking another swing at Osirus, who again ducks and takes down Poison with a clothesline!

Vinegar: Osirus rolls outside as Enigma and Valentine get back to their feet. Valentine goes for the now recovering Poison as Osirus fishes around for a weapon, he pulls out a medieval knight’s shield.

Lieberjosch: Why do we have so many weird items?

Covert Jay: Because it’s Synergy, Bitch!

Vinegar: Enigma goes running, dives through the ropes, SUICIDE DIVE!

Lieberjosch: Osirus managed to slam that shield into Enigma’s face, but he is still hit! Both men are down!

Vinegar: Poison and Valentine are trading blows back in the ring....SHOT! SHOT RIGHT OUT OF NOWHERE! Here’s the pin!

Owen: ONE!

TWO!!

No! He has his foot on the bottom rope.

Vinegar: Poison does not look happy about that call, and makes her displeasure known to the official, before going after Osirus again as soon as he gets to his feet. She pulls the shield off of him before trying to throw him into the barricade, reversed, and Poison stops right before running into it! I think I just saw Enigma wander off into the crowd?

Covert Jay: Ninja?

Lieberjosch: That is most perplexing...Valentine has recovered in this time, and has grabbed a beer glass, and has slammed it over the head of Poison. She grabs the back of her head, and I think I see some blood coming from the area of impact. She turns around annoyed, and throws him into the ring post.

Vinegar: Osirus meanwhile, has started walking up the ramp, Poison has seen him, runs up , and smacks him in the back of the head with her forearm. The two start brawling and...HEY! THERE’S ENIGMA! UP ON THE REPLAY SCREEN!!!

Lieberjosch: The fans are going crazy!

Covert Jay: NINJA LEAP OF FAITH!!!!!!!!!!!

Vinegar: OH MY GOD! CORKSCREW SENTON FROM THE TOP OF THE SCREEN! THAT’S AT LEAST 100FT IN THE AIR!!!!!!

Lieberjosch: WHAT???

Covert Jay: NINJA HITS IT!!!!!! THE FANS ARE SCREAMING THE ROOF OFF THIS PLACE!!!!!!!

Vinegar: Indeed, Enigma the champion, he disappeared through the crowd, only to appear on top of the screen and take out his competitors with a 100ft cork screw senton! This man has just outdone himself!

Lieberjosch: Valentine has gotten back up, and set up a table, I don’t think he’s seen the senton, they are all down.

Vinegar: Enigma groggily back on his feet, you have to believe that last shot took everything out of him. He starts charging at the ring though, you have to admire his courage.

Covert Jay: He takes someone’s laptop out of the crowd...HEY! It’s Ricardo! The skin conditioned freak if now giving the champion a gob full, but Enigma ignores it and continues his bee line.

Vinegar: Lucien seems ready for him, but not a shot with the laptop! Enigma sets him up on the bottom rope.....THUNDER CHILD THROUGH THE TABLE!

Lieberjosch: Here’s the pin!

Owen: ONE!

TWO!!!

THREE!!!!!!!

DING! DING!

“Given to fly”

Dennis: Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner, and still the Chaos champion.....ENNNNNNIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lieberjosch: That was actually entertaining!

Vinegar: What?

Covert Jay: The stupid doctor was finally entertained by showmanship?

Lieberjosch: HEY! All I am saying is that it was much more enjoyable than most Garbage wrestling matches.

Covert Jay: We'll be right back...

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: After a spectacular match for the Chaos Title, we continue here on Synergy, with a Triple Threat Match!

Lieberjosch: And it will be between three of the six participants of the Battleground Match!

“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.

Dennis: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is a triple threat match! Introducing first, currently residing in Los Angeles, California, ALEX KISSSSERRRRRAGIIIIIIIII!!!!!

Covert Jay: DRAAAAGONNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!

Vinegar: This match could give the winner some momentum headed into Battleground.

Lieberjosch: If you believe in that sort of thing.

The lights dim to a near blackout, as all you can see on the Titantron 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.

Dennis: From Somerset, England, The British Lionheart, MEEEEEEEEDOOOOOSSSSSS!!!!!

Vinegar: Medos earned the final spot in Battleground with his victory in last week’s battle royal.

Covert Jay: But if the silence of the British Lionheart this past week has been any indication, the English are a heartless sort.

Lieberjosch: He’s hardly indicative of his countrymen. He’s from Somerset, for crying out loud.

Vinegar: What silence are you referring to? He responded yesterday to some of the recent comments by his opponents.

Covert Jay: Yes, but I began my mental preparation for this match on Saturday.

“You Know My Name” hits the PA system. Pyros explode on the opening rifts of the song, and as the music softens Travis Pierce comes out from backstage and walks to the ring.

Dennis: And their opponent, he is the host of The Piercing Truth, TRAVIS PIEEEEEERRRRRCCCEEEEEE!!!!!

Vinegar: Alex Kiseragi and Travis Pierce have been embroiled in a bitter feud for most of the year, the meet tonight just a week before they’ll also be facing off at Battleground!

Lieberjosch: Let’s not forget Kiseragi has also had to contend lately with the betrayal of Marek Daisuke.

Covert Jay: The Dragon can overcome all.

Lieberjosch: You’re awfully certain of that.

Covert Jay: It’s implied by his status as a dragon.

Vinegar: Brian Chartreuse calls for the bell, are we are underway!

DING DING!

Vinegar: And Travis Pierce rolls right out of the ring!

Lieberjosch: Pierce employing what is certainly a strategy here in the early goings of this triple threat.

Vinegar: Alex Kiseragi looks none too happy about it, but Medos spins him around, delivering some right hands, Medos comes off the ropes, runs right into an Alarm Clock from Kiseragi!

Lieberjosch: But Pierce is on the turnbuckle, and he leaps and hits a head scissor takedown!

Vinegar: Kiseragi trying to get right to his feet, but he is disoriented, and Pierce hits a snap suplex.

Covert Jay: The best way to defeat the dragon is through ninja tactics employing distractions and sneakitude.

Lieberjosch: Sneakitude?

Covert Jay: Thank you, echo.

Vinegar: Pierce starts to go for a cover, but sees Medos is getting up and turns his attention there instead. Whips Medos off the ropes, into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker, and now a cover!




One!!!!!





Two!!!!!





Vinegar: Kiseragi breaks up the cover!

Lieberjosch: And he pulls Pierce up, repeated chops to the chest!

Covert Jay: WOO!!!

Vinegar: Pierce with a clothesline, Kiseragi ducks under it.

Covert Jay: Spinning WHEEEEEEELL kick!

Vinegar: Pierce knocked out of the ring, Medos has Kiseragi!

Lieberjosch: RE-ADMITTANCE!!!

Vinegar: Medos has the cover!





ONE!!!!!





TWO!!!!!





Vinegar: Pierce reaches through the bottom rope and pulls Medos out of the ring!

Lieberjosch: Pierce has really started to show himself as a smart tactician, employing strategy in even the most chaotic of matches.

Vinegar: Pierce in the ring, sets Kiseragi up for the Breakdown!

Covert Jay: But the Dragon elbows him away!

Vinegar: Kiseragi charges for a clothesline, but Pierce ducks, and Medos is back in the ring and backdrops Kiseragi the outside!

Lieberjosch: Pierce turns, but Medos takes his legs out, turns him over, into the English Enigma!

Vinegar: Pierce struggling in the hold, he might tap out!

Covert Jay: But the Dragon returns!

Lieberjosch: Kiseragi with a shuffle side kick into Medos, breaking the standing submission hold!

Covert Jay: And now he’s got Medos, DRAGON TAIL!!!!

Vinegar: Kiseragi with the cover!





ONE!!!!!





TWO!!!!





Vinegar: Pierce off the top rope, the Piercing Blow!

Covert Jay: Dragon rolls out of the way!

Vinegar: Pierce lands the blow onto Medos, Kiseragi has Pierce, goes to throw him out of the ring, but Pierce reverses and tosses Kiseragi! Pierce falls back onto Medos!





ONE!!!!!





TWO!!!!!





THREE!!!!!





Dennis: Here is your winner, TRAVIS PIEEEERRRRRCCCEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Vinegar: It looked like Alex Kiseragi had this match locked up, but Travis Pierce sneaks away with the victory!

Lieberjosch: Once again, the strategy employed by Travis Pierce, and that skill could pay off with a Battleground victory next week!

Vinegar: Brian Chartreuse raises the arm of the winner, and, hold on!

Covert Jay: Dragon coiled in the corner…YARI KICK!!!!!

Vinegar: Kiseragi drills Pierce with the Yari Kick!

Lieberjosch: Kiseragi has got to have been frustrated by the repeated antics of Pierce, and he delivers a solid message right there!

Vinegar: What's going on with the big screen.

Covert Jay: It appears to be a ninja.

The big screen comes to life as Alex rolls to the outside of the ring and we see Marek Daisuke with a smile etched on his face.

Marek: Hello, Alex. Great match. Looks like Battlegrounds is going to exciting. I figured I could spice it up even more.

The camera pans out and we Marek holding Katie Piper by her hair.

Marek: I believe I have something of yours, 'dragon'. You better get back here before I give your girl a kiss.

Marek inhales before blowing black mist into the air. Alex takes off up the ramp and the camera follows him. The view switches to Marek and Katie.

Katie: Let me, you freak.

Katie struggles with Marek and elbows him the gut just as Alex shows up. Alex keeps his running pace and flies into the air nailing Marek with the Yari Kick. He lands on his feet as Marek flies into the wall and crumpled to the ground. Alex runs forward, kneeing Mareks head into the wall before straddling above him. Alex grabs Marek by the hair and begins to rain down forearms to Mareks head.

Vinegar: Alex releasing some pent up frustration on Marek Daisuke.

Alex continues to beat Marek as security runs over to pull him off. Marek has a bit of blood rolling down his head as a trainer helps him to his feet. He pushes the trainer away as he stumbles toward Alex. Marek attempts to hit Alex with the black mist but Alex moves and a security guard takes the brunt of it. Alex spears Marek and again rains down forearms before getting pulled off again. Marek stays down this time as Alex is escorted away.

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: What a night we've had so far, and now we have just one match left before UGWC turns it's attentions fully towards Battleground, even if it seems a few of our Entertainment Professionals are already focusing their attentions on it already.

Lieberjosch: Pfft most of them are focused on some petty squabble that was formed without any interest in the forthcoming PPV.

Vinegar: Thats one point of view, but regardless we are just moments away from tonights main event. And here comes Mitchell Dennis.

Dennis: Ladies and Gentlemen it is time for tonight's MAIN EVENT!

'Land of Hope and Glory'

Dennis: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the UGWC Cooperative Championships. Introducing first, the challengers from the United Kingdom....Johnny Blake and Duncan Ryder...THHHHHEEE ROOOOOOOOOOOOYYYYYAAAAAAAAALLL FFFIRRRRRSSSTTT BAAAAAATTTTALLLLIIIOOOOONNNN!!!!

Vinegar: Johnny Blake and Duncan Ryder so often after thoughts to the UGWC bookers, or so it seems, have got a golden opportunity tonight. They are undoubtedly a well oiled team, and given the fortuitous nature of Jet Soemrs and Donovan Hastings victory for these titles, you'd have to say THIS is probably the best shot, of many, they have had for these belts.

Lieberjosch: Are you forgetting Hastings and Somers are true main event guys in this company, Blake and Ryder are nothing more than a clichéd comedy act.

Vinegar: They are a lot more than that, very few teams in UGWC complement each other so well in the ring...

Covert Jay: You could say, no-one look better losing together than these guys.

Lieberjosch: Ha!

Vinegar: It is true, they have had their fair share of defeats, but they have also had many memorable impactful moments. One thing you can't say about the R1B is that they roll over...

“Ripper”

Dennis: And their opponents....oh god dammit!

Vinegar: Owen Peterson has emerged, with a megaphone, and shoved Dennis off the microphone.

Peterson: Listen up and listen up good biatches! This is a shout out to the holders of the Cooperative Bling ya hear? Hailing from their respective cribs in da ghettos of Hartford and Deep Creek, dey are The LOOOOOOORD and his PPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEAAAASSSSAAAANNNNT!!! Represent!

Vinegar: That...was different.

Covert Jay: That is Hastings for you.

Lieberjosch: That was brilliant.

Vinegar: And now Owen has run backstage as Jet makes his way down to the ring and Donovan follows behind looking impatiently up the ramp to the backstage area. Jet jumps into the ring, but Donovan doesn't join him. Instead he crosses his arms and looks up towards the entrance tapping his foot on the arena floor.

Lieberjosch: What is he waiting for?

Covert Jay: That!

Vinegar: Owen Peterson comes out from under the GlobaTron, struggling with a Deckchair, and a picnic hamper.

Lieberjosch: I may have to reassess my thoughts on this match.

Vinegar: Owen sets up the deckchair, and Donovan sits himself down in it before signalling to Glenn Burke to proceed. Jet cocks his head at the development looking towards his partner, who responds by pulling a newspaper from the picnic hamper, and spreading it in front of his face..

Lieberjosch: And Johnny Blake takes this opportunity to get the jump on Jet and smashes into the back of him with a powerful double axe handle that takes Jet to his knee's.

Vinegar: As partially surprised by his partners actions as Somers is, he was obviously expecting such developments, and he quickly spins on his knee, and takes Blake down by the legs quickly before getting back to his own, as Glenn Burke signals that the match has indeed got underway.

Lieberjosch: Blake though launches back onto his feet, and swings an uppercut at Jet, who sidesteps it, and then takes Blake down with an arm bar, only for Ryder to quickly enter the ring, and place a boot to Somers' head to break the hold.

Vinegar: Blake and Somers back on their feet, and they lock up, with Blake getting the early advantage and manages to whip his opponent into the corner where Ryder awaits tos trnagle him with the tag rope, as Blake distracts Glenn Burke by complaining that Hastings has brought a foreign object with him...

Lieberjosch: That looks like a vintage bottle of wine to me, he won't waste it by involving it in this tussle...and how is he meant to open it without a corkscrew?

Vinegar: Given Donovan's apparent lack of interest in the match up Burke quickly dismisses Blake's protests and turns back, to see Jet on the floor propped up against the turnbuckle. The Brigadier General smiles and then charges, sending a flying knee towards Jet...

Covert Jay: Jet moves!

Vinegar: Somers reads the play and rolls out of the way at the right moment, causing Blake to slam his own knee into the ringpost, he screams out in pain before quickly tagging his partner in.

Lieberjosch: Duncan Ryder leaps into the ring, but Jet turns whilst rising to his feet and grabs him around the waist before belly-to-belly suplexing him into the canvas, he instinctively turns towards his corner, before remembering his partner is currently indulging himself with a cheese board.

Vinegar: Hastings has turned this contest into a farce, and I'm surprised Jet has managed to survive so far, he is outnumbered by a very well oiled team.

Covert Jay: you keep calling them 'well oiled', is there something we should know?

Vinegar: What is Deimos doing here?

Lieberjosch: He's just walking down the ramp right now, but the smart money is he's here for Hastings...

Covert Jay: Or Jet...

Vinegar: Either way, jet is too busy locked up with Ryder to notice, and Hastings seems to be engrossed in a small cup of chocolate mousse. Ryder, losing out to Jet who sweeps him up and executes a a swinging backbreaker across his knee...

Lieberjosch: But Blake comes in and deliver a huge boot to Somers' face sending him spilling backwards, Burke now trying to take him back to his corner...

Vinegar: Deimos uses the fact Burke is distracted to advance on Donovan, and kneel down in his eyeline. It takes Donovan a moment before he catches one of his opponents for next weeks eyes, but when he does it takes him by surprise and he falls off his chair backwards. He's obviously fairly rattled as he scrambles onto the canvas for the first time tonight.

Lieberjosch: Deimos smiles and grabs hold of the Coopertaive Championship belt Owen is clutching...

Vinegar: Now Hastings is screaming at Deimos to give it back to Owen...but Deimos shakes his head...and throws the belt towards Donovan...who reacts as if it is radioactive and tries to avoid it, which he manages to do...

Lieberjosch: But in the process, he spills into the ring, inadvertently slapping Jet on the shoulder as he does so, and Glenn Burke sees this and calls the tag...

Vinegar: And Ryder quickly tags out to Blake...who charges in, and just as Hastings gets to his feet, he nails him with a kick...and looks to the floor and see's the Cooperative Title belt Deimos tossed in lying on the floor....turns back to Donovan...

Lieberjosch: BALLISTIC BUSTER!!!

Vinegar: Onto the belt!

Lieberjosch: Blake covers!





1...




Vinegar: Jet tries to get in the ring to break the hold...but Deimos has hold of his ankle...




2...







3!!!

Dennis: Here are your winners, and NEW UGWC Cooperative Champions....THHHHHEEEE RRRRROOOOOYYYYAAAALLLLLL FFFFFIIIIIIIRRRRRSSSSTTTT BBBBAAAAAATTTTTTAAAALLLLLIIIIIOOOOONNN!

Vinegar: Duncan Ryder and Johnny Blake exchange what could be construed as looks of shock as Burke thrusts the titles into their grasp...

Lieberjosch: jet on the other hand is laying fist after fist into Deimos...

Vinegar: The Royal First Battalion see this, and then they look up at the GlobaTron and see Travis Pierce steam down the ramp and lay out Somers, shortly followed by Medos with Alex Kiseragi on his tail, and they decide it's time for them to make a quick, but victorious exit, just as Marek Daisuke comes hurtling out from the back and collides into the back of Kiseragi...

Covert Jay: Who'd have guessed a PPV was round the corner...

Vinegar: A mass brawl has erupted to the ramp way, Medos and Kiseragi now slamming one another into the guard rail as Marek pounds at Pierces face and Somers gets taken down by Deimos...

Lieberjosch: Hastings has rolled out of the ring and is being led up the ramp, around the carnage by Owen Peterson whilst clutching his head...

Vinegar:: And standing at the top of the ramp, as far from the carnage as he can be is Travis Roberts urging Owen to hurry up and get The Lord Chief out of the danger zone...

Lieberjosch: It's spilled into the crowd now, Somers throwing Deimos over the guard rail, as Medos and Marek clothesline Kiseragi and Pierce over it simultaneously.

Vinegar: Folks, we don't have any bandwidth left, join us in Florida next Monday to see how this all culminates as UGWC bring you Battleground!

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Credits

FSC vs The Saints
Donny

Russo vs Roberts
A-Kis

Lucien, Osirus & Poison Backstage
Osirus?

Chaos Title Match
JK

Triple Threat
Donovan
Aftermath: Bryan

Main Event
T-Rob

[Jet Somers]

...


I'm glad I didn't, like, submit any REALLY important segments this week and have them both missed.

wait...

[Jet Somers]

After the opening match:

Vinegar: And both those teams have to be looking over their shoulders as at any minute The Lord Chief or The Wild Card could be looking to attack!

Lieberjosch: Nonsense, Jet has only just arrived.

Vinegar: I could have sworn he cut a promo earlier from here in the arena.

Covert Jay: Probably popped out to assassinate someone with a throwing star.

Backstage, Jet is walking toward his locker room, and he goes to open the door and toss his bag inside. He flips on the light, and immediately goes into a defensive stance.

Covert Jay: Momentum Killer!

Vinegar: That's not Dirge, that's a cardboard cutout.

Lieberjosch: Ok, what is the deal with the cardboard cutouts already?

Vinegar: That's not just any old Dirge cutout, that one has a huge bullethole through the chest.

Covert Jay: Look at Jet shake. Ninja Tremble!

Lieberjosch: Do you even listen to yourself sometimes? Shouldn't that cutout be in an evidence locker somewhere?

Vinegar: However it got here, it has served it's purpose. Jet is enraged!

Jet storms out of the locker room, slamming the door so hard it doesn't latch, but swings open on the smirking visage of The Greater Evil.

Before the Triple Threat:

Covert Jay: We go backstage, where a great concentration of Ninja is about to be had!

The backstage camera shows Jet Somers knocking on Alex Kiseragi's locker room door. It isn't long before Katie Piper answers and smiles amiably as she lets The Wild Card in. Alex Kiseragi is gearing up for his triple threat match.

Alex: Hey Jet, how's things?

Jet: Listen, Alex, I need to tell you both something I've been keeping from you.

Alex turns full toward Jet, sensing the seriousness in Jet's voice.

Jet: I've been turning a blind eye to what's been going on with you and Marek, and it's unfair of me to keep silent about it any longer.

Alex: Well, I don't see how...

Jet: Melanie set Mizuki's pictures up at Outlast.

Silence for a moment.

Jet: Partnering with Donovan has started to make me realize how important it is to have a reliable friend and partner around here, and you've always been that for me. I see how this thing has set your friendship with Marek into a downward spiral, and all I can say is I'm sorry for not speaking up sooner.

Alex nods, taking in this honest confession.

Jet: I'm sorry to you, too, Katie. I'm trying to deal with Melanie, and I hate that she is dragging the people I care about down into it as well.

Katie: That's alright, Jet. Listen, I appreciate it, but maybe you should give me a few minutes alone with Alex to talk it over before his match? It's kind of a lot to take in.

Jet nods.

Jet: I understand. Good luck, Alex.

Jet exits by the door, and nearly lets it close before he catches it and turns back over his shoulder.

Jet: By the way... Marek knew.

Before he can register a response, Jet pulls the door to. In the hallway, he closes his eyes and sighs, shaking his head against what he might have set into motion.

[Jet Somers]

So can we just assume these happened since it's still early?

[Declan Prescott]

Jet man, I gotta say, I admire your tenacity. I would have given up on the segs long ago if I were in your position, haha.

[Jet Somers]

It's not like this has happened before.


...wait.


To be honest, I'm not even seeing it in my outbox, so I'm wondering if there is some sort of glitch between my box and his. Hell the other day I'm sure I got a PM that was meant for Rob.

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Hmmm, I never received any segments myself dude, I did actually check this week to ensure I didn't miss anything, so maybe there is an issue between the boxes.

In future I will try and send out confirmations of receipt of messages within 24hours, if peeps don't get one send stuff to Donovan and/or kis to send on and ensure they make the show.

Did you send a copy to Donovan as well?

[EZRA]

Awesome show and I'm digging the segments, Ichy. Sorry for the typos in my segment. I wrote it I'm a hurry using my phone. Anyays, like I said, awesome show and congrats to Matt with the Co-Op win.

[Lord Hastings]

I have no segments from you in my inbox either, Ichy.