Post by Lord Hastings on Dec 13, 2010 20:24:58 GMT -5
Pyros explode in the arena as “Bleed it Out” plays!
Mister Mav: Welcome, one and all, to Maximum Carnage!
Covert Jay: Huttah!
Mister Mav: Four championships are on the line tonight, including the return of the Havok Title! Let’s get right to the action!
“You Know My Name” hits to a mighty pop as the pyros explode, and as the music softens Travis Pierce comes out from backstage and walks down the ramp to the ring.
Mister Mav: Travis Pierce has pinned the Cross-Hemisphere Champion on several occasions, including the match that earned him this title shot here tonight, and you have to wonder if Pierce has the champion’s number.
Covert Jay: Do you remember the stand-up comedian who used to do the bit with the arrow pierced through his head?
Mister Mav: Steve Martin?
Covert Jay: Yeah!
Mister Mav: What about him?
Covert Jay: Wasn’t he great?
“Big Things Poppin’” hits to loud heat, and Jake White walks out from backstage with the Cross-Hemisphere Title secure around his waist. He taps the ground and points to the sky as pyros explode behind him. He stares at Pierce from the ramp, then comes to the ring and climbs in slowly, taking off his title and holding it above his head.
Mister Mav: Jake White has already managed to elude one contender to his title, but tonight he can’t avoid Travis Pierce!
The bell rings to start the match, and Pierce and White circle each other around the ring before locking up. They grapple for position, and Pierce twists White into a hammerlock. White tries to counter and cut behind him, but Pierce ducks and takes White over with a fireman’s carry, and puts him into a side headlock from his knees. Both men stand back up with White still caught in the headlock. White tries to shove Pierce away, but Pierce grabs hold of White’s arm, and White pulls him back into a knee to the chest. White goes for a gut wrench, but Pierce stands and counters it into a Samoan drop. Pierce hooks the leg, but White kicks out right away. Pierce pulls White right up into a snap suplex, and covers with a lateral press, one, White again quickly kicks out.
Mister Mav: Travis Pierce starts this match off hot, and he is applying a lot of early pressure to the champion.
Covert Jay: The pressure of this situation is too much for me to say anything clever.
Mister Mav: I appreciate that.
Pierce bounces off the ropes as White is getting up, and White catches him in a powerslam. White hooks the leg, but Pierce kicks right out. Pierce tries to get up and White goes to whip him off the ropes, but Pierce reverses it, and White comes off the ropes into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. White holds his back in pain, and Pierce pulls him up and shoves him into the corner. Pierce chops White in the chest, and again, and the crowd loves it. Pierce prepares for a third chop, but White grabs his face and rakes his eyes to jeers from the fans. The referee admonishes White, but White ignores him and as Pierce staggers away White takes him down with a chop block. White picks Pierce up by the legs, but before he can do anything Pierce kicks him away. White falls back into the ropes as Pierce gets back up, and White comes off the ropes and knocks him down with a clothesline. White stomps away on Pierce and again goes to his legs, and again Pierce kicks him away. Pierce tries to get back up, and White takes him back down with another chop block that drops Pierce to one knee, and White gets in position and pulls Pierce into a fisherman’s suplex, pinning with a bridge, one, two, Pierce kicks out!
Mister Mav: The champion seems to have taken the advantage, will he be able to put Pierce away?
Covert Jay: We can’t put away the things we carry with us.
As Pierce tries to get back up White comes off the ropes with a swinging neckbreaker. White floats into a cover, one, two, Pierce kicks out again. White yells at the referee to count faster, and he bounces off the ropes as Pierce gets up, but Pierce catches him with a kick to the chest, and hits a double underhook backbreaker! Both men are down for several seconds, but Pierce is able to get to his feet. He pulls White up and whips him into the corner, and Pierce charges in with a clothesline. Pierce whips White to the opposite corner and charges again, but White moves out of the way and Pierce crashes into the turnbuckle. Pierce staggers away, and White hops onto the top rope and leaps for Georgia On My Mind! White covers and hooks the leg, one, two, Pierce gets the shoulder up! White sits for a moment and curses, then gets up and pulls Pierce up by his head, but Pierce quickly twists and lifts White onto his shoulders and into Signing Off! Pierce himself staggers into the corner, and he props himself up on the top rope and leaps, hitting The Piercing Blow! Pierce covers and hooks the leg, one, two, White gets his shoulder up!
Mister Mav: An exchange of near falls, in this exciting opening contest!
Covert Jay: I dropped a few coins in the sewer the other day, that was my ex-change.
Pierce gets to his feet and signals for The Truth Hurts to a loud pop from the crowd. White staggers to his feet and turns around, and Pierce goes for his finisher, but White pulls his head back and Pierce falls on his back. White grabs him by the legs and turns him over into Moonlighting! Pierce struggles as he is trapped in the submission hold! White leans back to increase the pressure, but Pierce stretches out, and he grabs hold of the ropes! The referee gets White’s attention and points it out, and White slams down Pierce’s legs in frustration. He stomps around the ring, and then grabs Pierce by the legs and pulls him back to the center of the ring, when Pierce suddenly pulls him down into an inside cradle, one, two, White narrowly kicks out! White gets quickly to his feet and stumbles into the ropes, which push him back towards Pierce and into The Truth Hurts, and both men are down!
Mister Mav: Both men are down, could this match possibly get any more exciting?
Covert Jay: Perhaps, with a visit from the Hoggary Hosts of Hoggarts.
The referee starts the ten count, and at six both men begin to stir, with Pierce getting to his feet at eight. He goes to pull White up, and White nails him with a low blow, and the referee didn’t see it! Pierce falls to one knee, and White pulls him to the corner and into Jacob’s Ladder! White hooks the leg, one…two…thr-NO!
Mister Mav: Pierce got the shoulder up! He got it up, just barely in time, what will keep him down?
Jake White can’t believe it, and he argues with the referee to no avail. White throws his hands up and rolls out of the ring, picking up the Cross-Hemisphere Title off the timekeeper’s table. The referee yells at him, but White ignores him and walks around the ring, starting to head up the ramp. Travis Pierce slowly gets to his feet, and he sees White walking up the ramp. Pierce shouts at him to come back to the ring, but White ignores him, meanwhile the referee has called for the bell!
Winner: Travis Pierce by Count-Out; White retains the title
Pierce can’t believe what just happened, and he rolls out of the ring and charges up the ramp, but White spins around and smashes him in the face with the title belt! Pierce is busted open, and White drops the title on the ramp and turns Pierce over into Moonlighting, with Pierce’s head right next to the championship belt! Pierce screams out in pain, and White laughs as he releases the hold and takes his title backstage.
Mister Mav: Jake White retains his title in what I can only call cowardly fashion, but nonetheless he is still the Cross-Hemisphere Champion, although in my heart of hearts, I think you have got to believe, he could not beat Travis Pierce here tonight!
Metalhead Matt Marauder and Lock are walking backstage.
Triple M: I think he’ll still make the Hall of Fame.
Lock: Look, I’m not saying his career doesn’t deserve it, I’m saying he—
Arelas comes out of nowhere with a superkick that narrowly misses Triple M’s head, hitting the wall right in front of him. Triple M steps back in surprise, and Arelas is about to swing with a right hand, but Lock shoves him away.
Lock: No! NO!
Security rushes between them, keeping Arelas back.
Lock: Get him out of here!
Arelas: You wanted a Vigilante Match! That means anywhere in the arena, all bets are off! Let’s go!
Triple M starts to lunge past security, but Lock pushes him back.
Lock: Forget it! Your match happens in the ring!
Arelas: That’s not the rules!
Lock: You can take it wherever you want after that, but the match starts when it’s scheduled, in the ring!
Arelas looks annoyed, but he walks away, as Lock and Triple M exchange a glance.
“The Nobodies” hits to loud heat as the arena fills with a red glow, and Diablo and Baal walk down the ramp as fire runs along it.
Mister Mav: The Unholy Hierarchy have proven on multiple occasions to be a destructive combination, and Diablo last month won the Massive Melee, entitling him to a match for the LWF Title at a time and place of his choosing!
Covert Jay: What if he wants it…now?
Mister Mav: I suppose that’s his right, however Diablo is patiently biding his time.
Covert Jay: Now?
Mister Mav: Stop.
“Phucking Phreak” hits, and Fear and Donovan Hastings come out to the stage, with Hastings wearing his title belt as Fear drags his behind him. They come to ringside and talk briefly before Hastings climbs into the ring.
Mister Mav: The Lords of Pain have won and kept the Tag Titles through any means necessary. Fear’s greatest weapon is not his hands or his feet, or even his partner, but rather his cunning mind, and you have to expect that he has a plan to keep the titles again here tonight.
Covert Jay: Cunning like ninja.
Baal and Hastings stare across the ring at each other as the bell rings to start the match, and Baal calls for a test of strength. Hastings glances back at Fear before cautiously accepting, and they struggle for position. Hastings has the advantage, but Baal fights back, and Hastings drops to his knees. The referee asks Hastings if he wants to give up, but Hastings shakes his head before ducking it. He stands and backdrops out of the hold. Hastings shakes his hurting arms and lays the boots to Baal, stomping him into the mat. He steps over Baal, heading for the Lords of Pain corner, but Baal reaches up and pulls his leg out from under him, and Baal covers with a lateral press, but Hastings kicks out at one. Both men pop up, and Baal knocks Hastings with a clothesline. Hastings pops back up and Baal goes for another clothesline, but Hastings ducks and counters with a leg sweep. Hastings pulls Baal up into a Facebreaker DDT.
Mister Mav: Hastings has taken control of this match-up.
Covert Jay: You can’t control me!
Mister Mav: Nobody would try to.
Hastings shoves Baal into the corner and stomps him down, then makes the tag to Fear. Fear steps into the ring and picks up the stomping where Hastings left off, then pulls Baal out of the corner and into a tornado DDT. Fear covers, one, two, Baal kicks out. Fear kicks Baal again, then pulls him up and whips him off the ropes, but Baal comes back with a flying forearm, knocking down Fear. Fear pops up and Baal goes for a clothesline, but Fear sidesteps it and counters with a neckbreaker. Fear stands behind Baal and waits patiently, and Baal slowly starts to get up, but Fear grabs him and puts him into Millennial Decay! Millennial Decay to Baal! Baal flails his arms, but the ropes are too far away! Fear tightens his grip, and Baal starts to fade. The referee lifts Baal's arm, and it drops. He lifts the arm a second time, and again it drops. The referee lifts the arm a third and final time, but it stays up! Fear can't believe it, and Baal stretches out and grabs the ropes! The referee makes Fear break the tag, but Fear grabs Baal by the leg and drags him into the center of the ring. Fear bounces off the ropes as Baal is getting up, and Baal boots Fear down and makes the tag to Diablo!
Mister Mav: Here comes the winner of the Massive Melee!
Fear dives to his corner and makes the tag to Hastings as Diablo steps into the ring. They lock up, and Diablo whips Hastings into the ropes. Diablo buries the knee in Hastings's chest, knocking him down. Hastings tries to get right up and Diablo swings for a clothesline, but Hastings ducks and hits a reverse neckbreaker. Hastings pulls Diablo up and whips him off the ropes, but Diablo comes back with a hard shoulder tackle that knocks Hastings to the mat. Hastings tries to get right up, but Diablo grabs him for Lucifer’s Revenge! Diablo covers Hastings, one, two, Hastings gets the shoulder up! Diablo gets up quickly and turns Hastings over into a Texas Cloverleaf, and Fear starts to come into the ring. The referee cuts him off, and Fear starts arguing with him. Hastings is tapping out, but the ref is occupied with Fear!
Mister Mav: The referee is busy arguing with Fear, this match should be over, the Hierarchy should have won!
Covert Jay: I fear it’s not over yet!
Baal charges across the ring after Fear as Diablo releases the hold, but Fear backdrops Baal over the top rope. Fear hops out of the ring after him, and Diablo turns back to Hastings, but Hastings hits a powerslam, and both men are down. Fear whips Baal into the steep steps, then grabs one of the tag titles. He starts to climb into the ring and the ref goes to stop him, and Fear slides the title past the referee as he argues. Hastings picks up the title and waits for Diablo, and swings with the belt, but Diablo ducks it and scoops Hastings. Hastings drops the belt, and Diablo hits the Morning Star, right onto the fallen gold! Diablo kicks the belt out of the ring as Baal pulls Fear off the apron, and Diablo covers Hastings as the referee turns back around, one, two, three!
Winner: The Unholy Hierarchy to win the Tag Team Championship
A teaser is shown for Lockmania, to be held Sunday, March 23, 2008.
“My World” hits to strong heat, and Lock walks out to the stage, his trenchcoat billowing slightly. He pauses a moment before walking down the ramp and climbing into the ring. Lock takes off his coat and hands it to someone at ringside.
Mister Mav: Lock has referred to this match as his back-up plan here tonight, with the winner becoming the #1 contender to the LWF Title!
“Chop ‘em Down” hits to a strong pop, and Ruff Rabbi walks out with the Priestly Benediction over his head. He yells at himself and comes down the ramp, leapfrogging into the ring as the blue and white pyros explode all around.
Covert Jay: Holy!
Mister Mav: Um?
Covert Jay: Holy!
Mister Mav: Usually a second word follows that.
Covert Jay: He’s half of the Holy Dragons, isn’t he?
Mister Mav: And a third of the new People’s Alliance, as rumors would have it.
The competitors lock up, and Lock wrests Ruff Rabbi into a hammerlock. Ruff Rabbi reverses it into a waistlock, but Lock swings back with his elbow and knocks Rabbi away. Lock knocks his opponent down with a spinning wheel kick, then covers, but Rabbi powers out right away. Both men get up and Lock swings for a clothesline, but Rabbi ducks and counters with a Russian leg sweep. Rabbi covers, but Lock kicks out at one and a half. Rabbi pulls Lock up and suplexs him to the mat, then stands over his fallen opponent. Rabbi goes to pull him up again, but Lock whips him off the ropes and into a spear. Lock attempts some mounted punches, but Ruff Rabbi shoves him off before he can do so. Lock pops up and bounces off the ropes, but runs right into the Eleventh Plague from Ruff Rabbi!
Mister Mav: The Eleventh Plague!
Covert Jay: There were ten others?
Mister Mav: I’m sure Ruff Rabbi would be happy to tell you about them.
Lock struggles to grab the ropes, but Ruff Rabbi walks them to the center of the ring. Lock begins clubbing away at Ruff Rabbi, and Rabbi slams Lock to the mat, then slowly walks to the corner and climbs the ropes. Rabbi steadies himself, but Lock reaches out and kicks the ropes, buckling Ruff Rabbi. Lock gets up and climbs the turnbuckle himself, and hits a superplex on Ruff Rabbi! Lock covers, one, two, Ruff Rabbi kicks out!
Mister Mav: Ruff Rabbi just kicked out of the superplex, and by golly I thought this one was over right there.
Covert Jay: I don’t think a superplex has ever ended a match in LWF.
Mister Mav: You remember the ending to every match in our history?
Covert Jay: Yeah. The bell rang.
Lock gets to his feet, and waits for Ruff Rabbi to get up. Lock swings with a right hand, but Ruff Rabbi blocks it, and the two brawl. Ruff Rabbi fights Lock back into the ropes and whips him across the ring, but Lock comes back and knocks him down with a shoulder tackle. Lock wraps Rabbi up in a waistlock and hits a German Suplex, then maintains the hold and executes a second. Lock covers, one, two, Rabbi kicks out. Lock pulls Rabbi up into a waistlock, but Rabbi elbows out, then hits a vertical suplex on Lock. Rabbi pulls Lock up into a t-bone suplex, then pulls him up again and hits a reverse suplex. Rabbi covers Lock, one, two, Lock kicks out! Rabbi pulls Lock up and whips him off into the corner, then charges and clotheslines Lock against the post. Rabbi stomps Lock down, then pulls him up and sets him up on the top rope. Rabbi sets Lock up for a superplex, but Lock shoves him off at the last moment! Rabbi lands on the mat, and Lock stands and hits a flying elbow! Lock covers, one, two, Rabbi kicks out! Lock stands over Ruff Rabbi, then slowly pulls him up, and suddenly Rabbi punches Lock in the chest and sets up the Meshuganator, but Lock pulls out of it and shoves Ruff Rabbi away! Ruff Rabbi comes off the ropes, Lock kicks him in the chest to set up the Lockdown, but Ruff Rabbi backdrops out of it, and he hits the Meshuganator! Ruff Rabbi goes to the corner, then leaps and hits Through the Lattice! Ruff Rabbi hooks the leg, one, two, three!
Winner: Ruff Rabbi
Mister Mav: Welcome, one and all, to Maximum Carnage!
Covert Jay: Huttah!
Mister Mav: Four championships are on the line tonight, including the return of the Havok Title! Let’s get right to the action!
Cross-Hemisphere Title Match
Jake White © versus Travis Pierce
Jake White © versus Travis Pierce
“You Know My Name” hits to a mighty pop as the pyros explode, and as the music softens Travis Pierce comes out from backstage and walks down the ramp to the ring.
Mister Mav: Travis Pierce has pinned the Cross-Hemisphere Champion on several occasions, including the match that earned him this title shot here tonight, and you have to wonder if Pierce has the champion’s number.
Covert Jay: Do you remember the stand-up comedian who used to do the bit with the arrow pierced through his head?
Mister Mav: Steve Martin?
Covert Jay: Yeah!
Mister Mav: What about him?
Covert Jay: Wasn’t he great?
“Big Things Poppin’” hits to loud heat, and Jake White walks out from backstage with the Cross-Hemisphere Title secure around his waist. He taps the ground and points to the sky as pyros explode behind him. He stares at Pierce from the ramp, then comes to the ring and climbs in slowly, taking off his title and holding it above his head.
Mister Mav: Jake White has already managed to elude one contender to his title, but tonight he can’t avoid Travis Pierce!
The bell rings to start the match, and Pierce and White circle each other around the ring before locking up. They grapple for position, and Pierce twists White into a hammerlock. White tries to counter and cut behind him, but Pierce ducks and takes White over with a fireman’s carry, and puts him into a side headlock from his knees. Both men stand back up with White still caught in the headlock. White tries to shove Pierce away, but Pierce grabs hold of White’s arm, and White pulls him back into a knee to the chest. White goes for a gut wrench, but Pierce stands and counters it into a Samoan drop. Pierce hooks the leg, but White kicks out right away. Pierce pulls White right up into a snap suplex, and covers with a lateral press, one, White again quickly kicks out.
Mister Mav: Travis Pierce starts this match off hot, and he is applying a lot of early pressure to the champion.
Covert Jay: The pressure of this situation is too much for me to say anything clever.
Mister Mav: I appreciate that.
Pierce bounces off the ropes as White is getting up, and White catches him in a powerslam. White hooks the leg, but Pierce kicks right out. Pierce tries to get up and White goes to whip him off the ropes, but Pierce reverses it, and White comes off the ropes into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. White holds his back in pain, and Pierce pulls him up and shoves him into the corner. Pierce chops White in the chest, and again, and the crowd loves it. Pierce prepares for a third chop, but White grabs his face and rakes his eyes to jeers from the fans. The referee admonishes White, but White ignores him and as Pierce staggers away White takes him down with a chop block. White picks Pierce up by the legs, but before he can do anything Pierce kicks him away. White falls back into the ropes as Pierce gets back up, and White comes off the ropes and knocks him down with a clothesline. White stomps away on Pierce and again goes to his legs, and again Pierce kicks him away. Pierce tries to get back up, and White takes him back down with another chop block that drops Pierce to one knee, and White gets in position and pulls Pierce into a fisherman’s suplex, pinning with a bridge, one, two, Pierce kicks out!
Mister Mav: The champion seems to have taken the advantage, will he be able to put Pierce away?
Covert Jay: We can’t put away the things we carry with us.
As Pierce tries to get back up White comes off the ropes with a swinging neckbreaker. White floats into a cover, one, two, Pierce kicks out again. White yells at the referee to count faster, and he bounces off the ropes as Pierce gets up, but Pierce catches him with a kick to the chest, and hits a double underhook backbreaker! Both men are down for several seconds, but Pierce is able to get to his feet. He pulls White up and whips him into the corner, and Pierce charges in with a clothesline. Pierce whips White to the opposite corner and charges again, but White moves out of the way and Pierce crashes into the turnbuckle. Pierce staggers away, and White hops onto the top rope and leaps for Georgia On My Mind! White covers and hooks the leg, one, two, Pierce gets the shoulder up! White sits for a moment and curses, then gets up and pulls Pierce up by his head, but Pierce quickly twists and lifts White onto his shoulders and into Signing Off! Pierce himself staggers into the corner, and he props himself up on the top rope and leaps, hitting The Piercing Blow! Pierce covers and hooks the leg, one, two, White gets his shoulder up!
Mister Mav: An exchange of near falls, in this exciting opening contest!
Covert Jay: I dropped a few coins in the sewer the other day, that was my ex-change.
Pierce gets to his feet and signals for The Truth Hurts to a loud pop from the crowd. White staggers to his feet and turns around, and Pierce goes for his finisher, but White pulls his head back and Pierce falls on his back. White grabs him by the legs and turns him over into Moonlighting! Pierce struggles as he is trapped in the submission hold! White leans back to increase the pressure, but Pierce stretches out, and he grabs hold of the ropes! The referee gets White’s attention and points it out, and White slams down Pierce’s legs in frustration. He stomps around the ring, and then grabs Pierce by the legs and pulls him back to the center of the ring, when Pierce suddenly pulls him down into an inside cradle, one, two, White narrowly kicks out! White gets quickly to his feet and stumbles into the ropes, which push him back towards Pierce and into The Truth Hurts, and both men are down!
Mister Mav: Both men are down, could this match possibly get any more exciting?
Covert Jay: Perhaps, with a visit from the Hoggary Hosts of Hoggarts.
The referee starts the ten count, and at six both men begin to stir, with Pierce getting to his feet at eight. He goes to pull White up, and White nails him with a low blow, and the referee didn’t see it! Pierce falls to one knee, and White pulls him to the corner and into Jacob’s Ladder! White hooks the leg, one…two…thr-NO!
Mister Mav: Pierce got the shoulder up! He got it up, just barely in time, what will keep him down?
Jake White can’t believe it, and he argues with the referee to no avail. White throws his hands up and rolls out of the ring, picking up the Cross-Hemisphere Title off the timekeeper’s table. The referee yells at him, but White ignores him and walks around the ring, starting to head up the ramp. Travis Pierce slowly gets to his feet, and he sees White walking up the ramp. Pierce shouts at him to come back to the ring, but White ignores him, meanwhile the referee has called for the bell!
Winner: Travis Pierce by Count-Out; White retains the title
Pierce can’t believe what just happened, and he rolls out of the ring and charges up the ramp, but White spins around and smashes him in the face with the title belt! Pierce is busted open, and White drops the title on the ramp and turns Pierce over into Moonlighting, with Pierce’s head right next to the championship belt! Pierce screams out in pain, and White laughs as he releases the hold and takes his title backstage.
Mister Mav: Jake White retains his title in what I can only call cowardly fashion, but nonetheless he is still the Cross-Hemisphere Champion, although in my heart of hearts, I think you have got to believe, he could not beat Travis Pierce here tonight!
BACKSTAGE
Metalhead Matt Marauder and Lock are walking backstage.
Triple M: I think he’ll still make the Hall of Fame.
Lock: Look, I’m not saying his career doesn’t deserve it, I’m saying he—
Arelas comes out of nowhere with a superkick that narrowly misses Triple M’s head, hitting the wall right in front of him. Triple M steps back in surprise, and Arelas is about to swing with a right hand, but Lock shoves him away.
Lock: No! NO!
Security rushes between them, keeping Arelas back.
Lock: Get him out of here!
Arelas: You wanted a Vigilante Match! That means anywhere in the arena, all bets are off! Let’s go!
Triple M starts to lunge past security, but Lock pushes him back.
Lock: Forget it! Your match happens in the ring!
Arelas: That’s not the rules!
Lock: You can take it wherever you want after that, but the match starts when it’s scheduled, in the ring!
Arelas looks annoyed, but he walks away, as Lock and Triple M exchange a glance.
Tag Title Match
The Lords of Pain © versus the Unholy Hierarchy
The Lords of Pain © versus the Unholy Hierarchy
“The Nobodies” hits to loud heat as the arena fills with a red glow, and Diablo and Baal walk down the ramp as fire runs along it.
Mister Mav: The Unholy Hierarchy have proven on multiple occasions to be a destructive combination, and Diablo last month won the Massive Melee, entitling him to a match for the LWF Title at a time and place of his choosing!
Covert Jay: What if he wants it…now?
Mister Mav: I suppose that’s his right, however Diablo is patiently biding his time.
Covert Jay: Now?
Mister Mav: Stop.
“Phucking Phreak” hits, and Fear and Donovan Hastings come out to the stage, with Hastings wearing his title belt as Fear drags his behind him. They come to ringside and talk briefly before Hastings climbs into the ring.
Mister Mav: The Lords of Pain have won and kept the Tag Titles through any means necessary. Fear’s greatest weapon is not his hands or his feet, or even his partner, but rather his cunning mind, and you have to expect that he has a plan to keep the titles again here tonight.
Covert Jay: Cunning like ninja.
Baal and Hastings stare across the ring at each other as the bell rings to start the match, and Baal calls for a test of strength. Hastings glances back at Fear before cautiously accepting, and they struggle for position. Hastings has the advantage, but Baal fights back, and Hastings drops to his knees. The referee asks Hastings if he wants to give up, but Hastings shakes his head before ducking it. He stands and backdrops out of the hold. Hastings shakes his hurting arms and lays the boots to Baal, stomping him into the mat. He steps over Baal, heading for the Lords of Pain corner, but Baal reaches up and pulls his leg out from under him, and Baal covers with a lateral press, but Hastings kicks out at one. Both men pop up, and Baal knocks Hastings with a clothesline. Hastings pops back up and Baal goes for another clothesline, but Hastings ducks and counters with a leg sweep. Hastings pulls Baal up into a Facebreaker DDT.
Mister Mav: Hastings has taken control of this match-up.
Covert Jay: You can’t control me!
Mister Mav: Nobody would try to.
Hastings shoves Baal into the corner and stomps him down, then makes the tag to Fear. Fear steps into the ring and picks up the stomping where Hastings left off, then pulls Baal out of the corner and into a tornado DDT. Fear covers, one, two, Baal kicks out. Fear kicks Baal again, then pulls him up and whips him off the ropes, but Baal comes back with a flying forearm, knocking down Fear. Fear pops up and Baal goes for a clothesline, but Fear sidesteps it and counters with a neckbreaker. Fear stands behind Baal and waits patiently, and Baal slowly starts to get up, but Fear grabs him and puts him into Millennial Decay! Millennial Decay to Baal! Baal flails his arms, but the ropes are too far away! Fear tightens his grip, and Baal starts to fade. The referee lifts Baal's arm, and it drops. He lifts the arm a second time, and again it drops. The referee lifts the arm a third and final time, but it stays up! Fear can't believe it, and Baal stretches out and grabs the ropes! The referee makes Fear break the tag, but Fear grabs Baal by the leg and drags him into the center of the ring. Fear bounces off the ropes as Baal is getting up, and Baal boots Fear down and makes the tag to Diablo!
Mister Mav: Here comes the winner of the Massive Melee!
Fear dives to his corner and makes the tag to Hastings as Diablo steps into the ring. They lock up, and Diablo whips Hastings into the ropes. Diablo buries the knee in Hastings's chest, knocking him down. Hastings tries to get right up and Diablo swings for a clothesline, but Hastings ducks and hits a reverse neckbreaker. Hastings pulls Diablo up and whips him off the ropes, but Diablo comes back with a hard shoulder tackle that knocks Hastings to the mat. Hastings tries to get right up, but Diablo grabs him for Lucifer’s Revenge! Diablo covers Hastings, one, two, Hastings gets the shoulder up! Diablo gets up quickly and turns Hastings over into a Texas Cloverleaf, and Fear starts to come into the ring. The referee cuts him off, and Fear starts arguing with him. Hastings is tapping out, but the ref is occupied with Fear!
Mister Mav: The referee is busy arguing with Fear, this match should be over, the Hierarchy should have won!
Covert Jay: I fear it’s not over yet!
Baal charges across the ring after Fear as Diablo releases the hold, but Fear backdrops Baal over the top rope. Fear hops out of the ring after him, and Diablo turns back to Hastings, but Hastings hits a powerslam, and both men are down. Fear whips Baal into the steep steps, then grabs one of the tag titles. He starts to climb into the ring and the ref goes to stop him, and Fear slides the title past the referee as he argues. Hastings picks up the title and waits for Diablo, and swings with the belt, but Diablo ducks it and scoops Hastings. Hastings drops the belt, and Diablo hits the Morning Star, right onto the fallen gold! Diablo kicks the belt out of the ring as Baal pulls Fear off the apron, and Diablo covers Hastings as the referee turns back around, one, two, three!
Winner: The Unholy Hierarchy to win the Tag Team Championship
A teaser is shown for Lockmania, to be held Sunday, March 23, 2008.
Lock versus Ruff Rabbi
“My World” hits to strong heat, and Lock walks out to the stage, his trenchcoat billowing slightly. He pauses a moment before walking down the ramp and climbing into the ring. Lock takes off his coat and hands it to someone at ringside.
Mister Mav: Lock has referred to this match as his back-up plan here tonight, with the winner becoming the #1 contender to the LWF Title!
“Chop ‘em Down” hits to a strong pop, and Ruff Rabbi walks out with the Priestly Benediction over his head. He yells at himself and comes down the ramp, leapfrogging into the ring as the blue and white pyros explode all around.
Covert Jay: Holy!
Mister Mav: Um?
Covert Jay: Holy!
Mister Mav: Usually a second word follows that.
Covert Jay: He’s half of the Holy Dragons, isn’t he?
Mister Mav: And a third of the new People’s Alliance, as rumors would have it.
The competitors lock up, and Lock wrests Ruff Rabbi into a hammerlock. Ruff Rabbi reverses it into a waistlock, but Lock swings back with his elbow and knocks Rabbi away. Lock knocks his opponent down with a spinning wheel kick, then covers, but Rabbi powers out right away. Both men get up and Lock swings for a clothesline, but Rabbi ducks and counters with a Russian leg sweep. Rabbi covers, but Lock kicks out at one and a half. Rabbi pulls Lock up and suplexs him to the mat, then stands over his fallen opponent. Rabbi goes to pull him up again, but Lock whips him off the ropes and into a spear. Lock attempts some mounted punches, but Ruff Rabbi shoves him off before he can do so. Lock pops up and bounces off the ropes, but runs right into the Eleventh Plague from Ruff Rabbi!
Mister Mav: The Eleventh Plague!
Covert Jay: There were ten others?
Mister Mav: I’m sure Ruff Rabbi would be happy to tell you about them.
Lock struggles to grab the ropes, but Ruff Rabbi walks them to the center of the ring. Lock begins clubbing away at Ruff Rabbi, and Rabbi slams Lock to the mat, then slowly walks to the corner and climbs the ropes. Rabbi steadies himself, but Lock reaches out and kicks the ropes, buckling Ruff Rabbi. Lock gets up and climbs the turnbuckle himself, and hits a superplex on Ruff Rabbi! Lock covers, one, two, Ruff Rabbi kicks out!
Mister Mav: Ruff Rabbi just kicked out of the superplex, and by golly I thought this one was over right there.
Covert Jay: I don’t think a superplex has ever ended a match in LWF.
Mister Mav: You remember the ending to every match in our history?
Covert Jay: Yeah. The bell rang.
Lock gets to his feet, and waits for Ruff Rabbi to get up. Lock swings with a right hand, but Ruff Rabbi blocks it, and the two brawl. Ruff Rabbi fights Lock back into the ropes and whips him across the ring, but Lock comes back and knocks him down with a shoulder tackle. Lock wraps Rabbi up in a waistlock and hits a German Suplex, then maintains the hold and executes a second. Lock covers, one, two, Rabbi kicks out. Lock pulls Rabbi up into a waistlock, but Rabbi elbows out, then hits a vertical suplex on Lock. Rabbi pulls Lock up into a t-bone suplex, then pulls him up again and hits a reverse suplex. Rabbi covers Lock, one, two, Lock kicks out! Rabbi pulls Lock up and whips him off into the corner, then charges and clotheslines Lock against the post. Rabbi stomps Lock down, then pulls him up and sets him up on the top rope. Rabbi sets Lock up for a superplex, but Lock shoves him off at the last moment! Rabbi lands on the mat, and Lock stands and hits a flying elbow! Lock covers, one, two, Rabbi kicks out! Lock stands over Ruff Rabbi, then slowly pulls him up, and suddenly Rabbi punches Lock in the chest and sets up the Meshuganator, but Lock pulls out of it and shoves Ruff Rabbi away! Ruff Rabbi comes off the ropes, Lock kicks him in the chest to set up the Lockdown, but Ruff Rabbi backdrops out of it, and he hits the Meshuganator! Ruff Rabbi goes to the corner, then leaps and hits Through the Lattice! Ruff Rabbi hooks the leg, one, two, three!
Winner: Ruff Rabbi
