Post by Lord Hastings on Dec 19, 2010 16:28:44 GMT -5
The pyros explode in the arena as “Fade Away” by Day of Fire plays!
Mister Mav: Welcome, one and all, to LWF: Maul!
Covert Jay: Huttah!
Mister Mav: We are live in the US Airways Center, with six big matches on our card tonight, headlined by Triple M defending the LWF Championship against Arelas in the horrific Hell in a Cell!
Covert Jay: DRAGONNNN.
Mister Mav: Let’s get right to the action!
The lights go out for five seconds, and "Kung Fu Fighting" by Carl Douglas starts to play. Nero stands on the stage looking down, and the lights turn a grayish color. He walks towards the ring, his head still facing downward. When he reaches the bottom of the stage, he raises his head and the lights are normal again. He walks up the steps, and then over the top rope into the ring. He stands in the center of the ring and strikes a fighting pose.
Covert Jay: Everybody was kung fu fighting!
Mister Mav: Except they’re not.
Covert Jay: HA!
“Venom” hits, and The Deep appears from behind the curtain and points to the sky as he walks down the ramp. He climbs into the ring to face his opponent.
Mister Mav: The Deep has formed an alliance of sorts with Prototype and his manager, Mike Karn, and Karn got him this match tonight, against the debuting Nero.
Deep charges and delivers multiple blows to Nero, forcing him into the ropes. Deep whips Nero across the ring, then charges and spears him to the mat. Deep hits several mounted punches, then climbs the turnbuckle. Nero gets up and Deep goes for a missile dropkick, but Nero sidesteps it. Deep scurries up into a hard scoop slam from Nero. Nero whips Deep across the ring, then floors him with a big boot. Deep tries to get up, and Nero hits a body slam. Nero covers, one, two, Deep gets the shoulder up!
Mister Mav: A good start here to the career of the debuting Nero.
Covert Jay: Doo-doo do do doo-doo do do dooooooooo.
Mister Mav: Please don’t do that.
Covert Jay: HA!
Nero whips Deep across the ring and goes for a backdrop, but Deep counters with a facebuster. Deep pulls Nero up and shoves him into the corner, stomping away on the newcomer. Deep goes to whip him to the opposite corner, but Nero reverses it, then follows Deep, but Deep reaches the other corner and hits the Fainting! Deep goes right into the cover, one, two, Nero shoves Deep off. Deep rolls to his feet, but Nero is back up and hits several right hands on Deep, backing him into the corner, and Nero stomps him down. Nero pulls him out and into a triangle choke, but Deep elbows out of it, then kicks him in the chest and hits a DDT. Deep covers, one, two, Nero kicks out.
Covert Jay: Karate is the bastard son of the ninja.
Mister Mav: If you say so.
Deep starts to pull Nero up, but Nero catches him with a knee to the chest, then bounces off the ropes and hits a running DDT! Nero covers, one, two, Deep kicks out! Nero pulls him up and sets up a powerbomb, but Deep backdrops out of it. Nero tries to get right up, but Deep grabs him and lifts him onto his shoulder. He points to the corner and approaches it, but Nero floats off it into an inverted DDT! He bounces off the ropes and hits the Kung Fu U! Nero covers, one, two, three!
Winner: Nero
Triple M walks into the arena wearing a suit with the LWF Championship and carrying his bag. He is surrounded by a security detail. Ed Leonard is waiting for him.
Leonard: Triple M! You have perhaps your biggest defense of the LWF Title yet scheduled for later tonight against Arelas in the Hell in a Cell, a match nearly five years in the making, but I have to ask, what is with all the security?
Triple M: Why, Ed? It’s a sad necessity required by the bullseye on my back, and the fact that people like Arelas can’t be trusted. In the match in which I won this very championship from him, I had to fend off both Psiko and Ruff Rabbi, whom I’m certain Arelas forced to interfere on his behalf. While I was preparing for my match at Lockmania, in which may I remind you I became the ONLY person in history to successfully retain the LWF Title in the main event of Lockmania, while preparing for that match I had to fend off crazed fans, and accusations that I burned down a Yeshiva. A Yeshiva! Me! It’s not safe for me anymore, Ed. Why, a few days ago at a house show, a fan ran into the ring during my match, and I had to put him down myself! Do I like having these men accompany me? Of course not. But it’s necessary, Ed. This is what these people have reduced me to. It’s just sad. Now, if you’ll excuse me.
Triple M walks off, accompanied by his security.
Havok Championship
Colby Colt © versus Baal versus Donovan Hastings versus Prototype
“Erased” hits to loud heat, and Lord Donovan Hastings wears his cloak to the ring. He brushes aside some fans and hands the cloak to an official at ringside.
Mister Mav: Hastings calls himself the Lord of Pain, tonight will he become known as the Lord of Havok?
Covert Jay: But why would he change his nickname? He already has a good one.
Mister Mav: Yes, I get that.
Covert Jay: Apparently you don’t.
Mister Mav: Sit quiet.
“The Dope Show” hits, and the lights turn red and yellow as Baal comes down the ramp to the ring. He climbs in and stands off with Hastings, and Hastings throws a punch and the two brawl!
Mister Mav: We don’t even have all our participants yet, and it looks like this match is already underway!
Covert Jay: Ninjas wait for no bell!
“Edgecrusher” hits, and Prototype runs down the ramp with a lead pipe in hand, and he slides in and cracks Hastings in the head with it! Hastings is busted open, and he rolls out of the ring! Prototype swings at Baal, but Baal ducks it and delivers a hard right, and Prototype falls back into the ropes with the lead pipe dropping to the mat and rolling out of the ring.
Mister Mav: We don’t have all our participants, but the match has not only started, it looks like Hastings might be out of it!
Baal chokes Prototype against the ropes, and “Come Out Swinging” hits to a mighty pop! Colby Colt comes out from backstage wearing the Havok Championship. He runs down to ringside and takes off the title. Baal releases Prototype as Colby Colt slides in, and Colby Colt smashes Baal with the title belt. Colby Colt spins around and does the same to Prototype, then tosses the title out of the ring. Colby Colt puts Prototype in an anklelock, but Baal kicks him and breaks up the hold. Baal pulls Colby Colt up and hits a Russian leg sweep as Prototype rolls to the outside. Baal hits a leg drop on Colby Colt, then puts him into a chokehold! Prototype retrieves three garbage cans from under the mat and tosses them into the ring, then rolls back in himself. Prototype takes one of the cans and smashes it into Baal’s head, breaking up the choke. Baal staggers and turns around, and Prototype tosses him the can, then dropkicks the can into Baal’s chest, knocking him to the outside! Prototype turns back to Colby Colt, and Colby Colt toe holds him right into one of the other cans! Colby Colt locks in a figure four! Baal climbs the turnbuckle, then leaps off and hits a missile dropkick on Colby Colt, breaking up the hold. Baal pulls up Colby Colt and hits a double underhook powerbomb. Prototype is starting to get up, and Baal hits a hiptoss into a neckbreaker on him, then lays the third garbage can on his chest. Baal climbs to the top rope, then leaps off and hits a diving headbutt, right onto the can on top of Prototype! Baal rolls away and holds his head, and it looks like he hurt himself as much as he hurt Prototype on that maneuver. Colby Colt takes advantage, and locks Baal in a figure four! Baal reaches out and grabs the ropes!
Mister Mav: Baal has the ropes but Colby Colt doesn’t have to let go because the match is a Havok Match!
Covert Jay: So?
Mister Mav: There are no disqualifications, anything goes, and the champion knows it!
Baal is weakening, and Colby Colt take a few steps forward and pulls him off of the ropes. Baal looks to be about to tap, but Prototype hits a leg drop on Colby Colt, breaking up the hold. Colby Colt staggers up, and Prototype hits a hard clothesline, sending Colby Colt spilling to the outside. Prototype pulls Baal up and readies a chokeslam, but Hastings is back in the ring with the lead pipe, and he cracks Prototype in the back of the head with it! Prototype collapses and Hastings screams at him, blood dripping down his face, and then throws the pipe down at him. Hastings turns and lifts Baal for Destiny’s Call, but Baal floats off and shoves Hastings into the ropes, then charges and clotheslines him over, spilling over himself! Colby Colt is on a turnbuckle, and he leaps and hits the Spectacle on Prototype! Colt covers, one, two, three!
Winner: Colby Colt
CoolJ is with Grey Coppi. Coppi is holding The Can of Gold Bond in front of his face.
CoolJ: I know you’re not happy that you don’t have a match yourself tonight, but I’m going to fight for both our honors.
Coppi: It’s okay, CoolJ. I’ll be out there to support you. From the can!
CoolJ: To the man!
“Perfect Insanity” hits to loud heat, and the lights flash red and blue in rhythm with the drums. Red Fusion comes to the ring and hits a turnbuckle, outstretching his arms and smirking as the crowd jeers him.
Mister Mav: We have seen a frightening attitude from Red Fusion as of late, explosions of rage and anger from this young man.
Covert Jay: He’s a poppin’ cherry!
“What I’ve Done” hits to a mighty pop, and CoolJ struts out from backstage, carrying The Can of Gold Bond. He is followed by Grey Coppi who carries the Gold Bond Championship. As they reach ringside CoolJ hands the can to Coppi and CoolJ climbs into the ring.
Covert Jay: CoolJ is the longest tenured active champion in LWF today.
Mister Mav: Sadly, that is true, by which I mean no disrespect to CoolJ, I just still can’t believe that’s an official championship, which by the way folks is NOT on the line here tonight.
Red Fusion and CoolJ lock up and grapple for position. They stagger about the ring in grapple and stumble into the ropes, and Red Fusion whips CoolJ across the ring. Red Fusion sets up a back body drop, but CoolJ rolls over him and bounces off the ropes again, knocking Red Fusion down with a spinning back kick. Red Fusion gets right up, and CoolJ whips him off the ropes and into a tilt-a-whirl slam. CoolJ covers, but Red Fusion kicks out at one. CoolJ pulls Fusion up and whips him off the ropes again, but telegraphs a back body drop and Red Fusion counters with a face buster. CoolJ staggers, and Red Fusion catches him in a waistlock and executes a German suplex. Red Fusion maintains the hold and hits a second suplex, then a third. Red Fusion bridges on the third suplex for the pin, one, two, CoolJ gets his shoulder up. Red Fusion bounces off the ropes as CoolJ is getting up and hits a running DDT, then covers again, one, two, CoolJ kicks out again. Red Fusion pulls up CoolJ and goes to whip him across the ring, but CoolJ reverses it and pulls Red Fusion back into a knee to the chest and a gutwrench suplex, and both men are down! The referee starts the ten count, and at six CoolJ slowly rolls over and lays his arm over Red Fusion, one, two, Red Fusion gets his shoulder up. Both men stagger to their feet and Red Fusion swings for a clothesline, but CoolJ ducks and reaches back for a neckbreaker. CoolJ covers, one, two, Red Fusion kicks out. Red Fusion slowly gets up, and CoolJ bounces off the ropes and goes for a scissor kick, but Red Fusion pulls out of the way and floors CoolJ with a clothesline. Red Fusion pulls CoolJ up and whips him off the ropes, CoolJ goes for a clothesline, but Fusion ducks it and hits a Sleep Slam! Red Fusion gets up and goes to the top rope, then leaps for the Firey Fall, and he hits it! Red Fusion covers, one, two, CoolJ kicks out!
Mister Mav: CoolJ kicks out, and it looks like Red Fusion can’t believe it!
Covert Jay: The power of Gold Bond prevails!
Red Fusion pulls CoolJ up and sets up the Fused Back Breaker, but CoolJ elbows him away. Red Fusion staggers, and CoolJ kicks him in the chest and hits a snap DDT. He goes to the top rope and leaps for a flying elbow, but Red Fusion rolls out of the way and CoolJ crashes into the mat. Red Fusion gets up and waits behind CoolJ, and CoolJ slowly staggers up. Red Fusion lifts him onto his shoulders, but CoolJ floats off and into the Shader! Shader to Red Fusion! CoolJ covers, one, two, thr—NO! Red Fusion got his foot on the bottom rope!
Mister Mav: Red Fusion just barely got his foot on the ropes in time, and by golly I thought it was over there!
Covert Jay: Who is Golly, and why is she by us?
CoolJ argues with the referee, but the official confirms that Red Fusion did indeed get his foot on the rope in time. CoolJ goes back and pulls Red Fusion up, then whips him across the ring, but Red Fusion launches himself off the ropes and hits a flying forearm. Red Fusion pulls CoolJ up and shoves him into the corner, then tears into him with a series of punches. Red Fusion whips CoolJ to the opposite corner and gives chase, but CoolJ lifts himself up and over Red Fusion, and Fusion crashes into the corner. CoolJ backs off as Red Fusion staggers out, and CoolJ lifts him into a belly to belly overhead flip suplex. CoolJ covers, one, two, Red Fusion gets the shoulder up! CoolJ slowly pulls Red Fusion up, and Red Fusion low blows him! The referee didn’t see it! CoolJ staggers, and Red Fusion bounces off the ropes and hits a spear! Red Fusion covers, one, two, thr—NO! CoolJ got the shoulder up!
Mister Mav: Red Fusion can’t believe it! What will keep CoolJ down?
Red Fusion rolls out of the ring and picks up a steel chair, then slides back in. He goes to hit CoolJ with the chair, but the referee takes it away. Red Fusion argues with the referee, and CoolJ spins him around and goes for the Shader, but Fusion shoves him away. CoolJ runs into the ropes and uses them as a springboard for a flying forearm, but Fusion ducks and CoolJ crashes into the referee! He turns around as Fusion charges at him, and CoolJ takes Fusion down with a drop toe hold. CoolJ gets to his feet and puts his hand in the air, and from ringside Coppi throws him the Can of Gold Bond! CoolJ turns around, and as Red Fusion staggers up CoolJ flings the Can at him, right below the belt! Red Fusion crumbles to the mat, screaming in pain! CoolJ starts to go for a cover, but the referee is still down! CoolJ shrugs his shoulders, and picks up the Can and holds it over his head to a mighty pop from the crowd! CoolJ goes to the corner and climbs up on the turnbuckle, raising the Can as flashbulbs go off around the arena! CoolJ points to the Can and holds it up again, then crosses the ring and goes to the far turnbuckle. He holds the Can of again as flashbulbs go off, meanwhile Red Fusion has stumbled back to his feet. CoolJ turns to come off the turnbuckle, but Fusion is there and leaps, pulling CoolJ into a Super Virus of Life! The referee has started to come to, and Fusion grimaces in pain as he covers, one, two, three!
Winner: Red Fusion
Arelas is preparing himself in his locker room, when Rob Cartwright approaches him.
Cartwright: Arelas? Can I get a word?
Arelas looks up at him.
Arelas: Sure.
Arelas stands, and the two stare at each other for a few moments.
Cartwright: Um…
Arelas: What?
Cartwright: I don’t know, I had heard you like to mess with interviewers. I kind of expected you to make a joke or something.
Arelas: Do I look like I’m joking?
Cartwright: No, you actually look pretty serious.
Arelas: That’s because the time for jokes is passed.
Arelas takes the microphone and looks right into the camera.
Arelas: I saw you come into the arena with your security force, Matt. It’s going to be real secure inside that cell tonight. No Alliance. No Militia. Just the angelic vigilante and the fallen angel. Years ago you wanted this. Now we settle it. Tonight, Matt, it ends. Your reign of terror ends. Your championship reign ends. Consider it signed, sealed…and slashed.
“Metal Militia” hits to strong heat, and Diablo and Jake White come down the ramp together as the arena fills with a red glow. Jake White is wearing the Cross-Hemisphere Championship.
Mister Mav: Diablo dubbed this pairing The Darkness Experience, and what an experience this might be for Jake White, as he defends his title in a tag team match, and we are being told that regardless of whether Diablo or White takes the fall, the member of Lunacy in Motion that scores a fall, should they win, will become the Cross-Hemisphere Champion!
Covert Jay: Sounds like lunacy.
Mister Mav: Cute.
“Renegades of Funk” hits to a strong pop, and Alan Fernandez and Psiko walk out from backstage and make their way together down the ramp.
Covert Jay: LUNE-AH-SEE!
Mister Mav: Indeed, Lunacy in Motion are the Tag Team Champions, and tonight they put those titles on the line, in return for a chance for either of them to become the Cross-Hemisphere Champion!
Psiko slides in, and will begin this match with White. Lockup in the middle, and White shoves Psiko away. They lockup again, and Psiko locks in a headlock this time, twisting it around into a hammerlock. He pushes White into the Lunacy In Motion corner, and tags in Alan, holding the hammerlock. Alan leapfrogs over the top rope and comes in with a dropkick into the shoulder that Psiko has hammerlocked! White hits the mat, clutching his shoulder, and Alan drops down to apply Silence Is Golden, but White scampers away and tags in Diablo.
Mister Mav: Good strategy, targeting White’s shoulder.
Covert Jay: This wearing down nonsense? Why is it necessarily a good strategy?
Mister Mav: Because, weakening your opponent’s body bit by bit is generally considered good strategy. You take out different body parts, you take different moves out of their arsenal.
Covert Jay: Bah. A ninja can beat you without resorting to weakling softening-up tactics.
Mister Mav: So go in there and show them what a “ninja” can do.
Covert Jay: Ah, but that would be against the code of the ninja.
Mister Mav: If you say so.
Diablo steps into the ring, but is met by Alan with a spinning back kick! Diablo staggers into the corner, back first, and Alan whips him into the opposite corner hard! Diablo bounces off, and Alan lifts him up into a topspin facebuster! Diablo rolls out of the ring, and Alan and Psiko meet in the middle of the ring to a big pop! Diablo and White regroup outside, and Diablo slowly rolls back in. Alan goes to meet him, but Diablo catches him with a kick to the chest. Diablo takes advantage, lifting him into a suplex, then dropping down with a knee to the head! Diablo drags Alan to the Militia corner, tagging in White, who comes in with hard kicks to the head of the Innovator of Offense. White whips Alan to the ropes, nailing him with a hiptoss into a neckbreaker!
Covert Jay: Impressive move by that guy there. You sure Alan is the Innovator Of Offense?
Mister Mav: Yup. Though, I will give it to White, he’s quite inventive himself.
White goes for a cover, one, two, and Alan kicks out! White lifts Alan up, but Alan pulls him down into a small package, one, two, White kicks out! Alan tries to get up, but White kicks him hard in the stomach, doubling him over. White tags in Diablo, who strides in and lifts Alan into a full nelson slam! Diablo measures Alan slowly, and drops down with an elbow right to the head! Diablo gets up, drifting towards the Lunacy in Motion corner, and nails Psiko with a forearm, knocking him off the apron! Diablo slowly lifts Alan, scooping him for the Morning Star, but Alan floats off it and hits a desperation Shut Your Mouth! Both men are down in the center of the ring, and the ref begins the 10 count. White and Psiko are both clamoring to get into the ring, and Diablo drifts over and tags in White! White climbs into the ring, and grabs Alan’s feet, but the Talk Of The Town shoves him into the far corner, and springs and tags in Psiko! Psiko runs in, a house of fire, hitting White with a reverse tornado DDT! He nails Diablo with a forearm, knocking him out of the ring! Psiko whips White into the Lunacy in Motion corner, and tags in Alan as he climbs the ropes. The Talk lifts White up onto his shoulder, and slams him down with a spinebuster as Psiko leaps off and lands simultaneously on White’s chest with a Bombs Away!
Mister Mav: Lightning Crashes onto Jake White!
Covert Jay: LUNE-AH-SEE!
Alan drops down for the cover, one, two, and White barely kicks out! Diablo runs into the ring and hits Alan with a clothesline! Diablo pounds away, but Psiko spears him down! Jake White staggers up, and Psiko clotheslines him to the outside. Diablo gets up, but is met with a kick in the stomach by Alan! The Talk lifts him onto his shoulders for Human Wreckage, and nods his head at Psiko. Psiko runs over, and catches Diablo’s head as Alan falls down with a Death Valley Driver, and Psiko spikes Diablo with a DDT! Diablo is planted into the ring, and knocked out cold!
Mister Mav: The Delirium Trigger!
Covert Jay: LUNE-AH-SEE!
Psiko gets back to his feet, but Jake White is back in the ring with the Cross-Hemisphere Title in his hand, and he smashes it into the face of Psiko! The referee calls for the bell!
Winners: Lunacy in Motion by Disqualification
White ignores the referee and smashes The Talk of the Town with the championship as well. He shouts at both of them, and puts Psiko into Moonlighting! Diablo slowly staggers back to his feet as the referee pulls White off of Psiko, and Diablo pulls Alan up and into the Morning Star! The Darkness Experience leave the ring together, leaving Lunacy in Motion lying in the ring!
Mister Mav: Lunacy in Motion win this match, but the Metal Militia seems to have the upper hand, and what a cowardly move by Jake White, and he is still the Cross-Hemisphere Champion!
Mister Mav: Welcome, one and all, to LWF: Maul!
Covert Jay: Huttah!
Mister Mav: We are live in the US Airways Center, with six big matches on our card tonight, headlined by Triple M defending the LWF Championship against Arelas in the horrific Hell in a Cell!
Covert Jay: DRAGONNNN.
Mister Mav: Let’s get right to the action!
Nero versus The Deep
The lights go out for five seconds, and "Kung Fu Fighting" by Carl Douglas starts to play. Nero stands on the stage looking down, and the lights turn a grayish color. He walks towards the ring, his head still facing downward. When he reaches the bottom of the stage, he raises his head and the lights are normal again. He walks up the steps, and then over the top rope into the ring. He stands in the center of the ring and strikes a fighting pose.
Covert Jay: Everybody was kung fu fighting!
Mister Mav: Except they’re not.
Covert Jay: HA!
“Venom” hits, and The Deep appears from behind the curtain and points to the sky as he walks down the ramp. He climbs into the ring to face his opponent.
Mister Mav: The Deep has formed an alliance of sorts with Prototype and his manager, Mike Karn, and Karn got him this match tonight, against the debuting Nero.
Deep charges and delivers multiple blows to Nero, forcing him into the ropes. Deep whips Nero across the ring, then charges and spears him to the mat. Deep hits several mounted punches, then climbs the turnbuckle. Nero gets up and Deep goes for a missile dropkick, but Nero sidesteps it. Deep scurries up into a hard scoop slam from Nero. Nero whips Deep across the ring, then floors him with a big boot. Deep tries to get up, and Nero hits a body slam. Nero covers, one, two, Deep gets the shoulder up!
Mister Mav: A good start here to the career of the debuting Nero.
Covert Jay: Doo-doo do do doo-doo do do dooooooooo.
Mister Mav: Please don’t do that.
Covert Jay: HA!
Nero whips Deep across the ring and goes for a backdrop, but Deep counters with a facebuster. Deep pulls Nero up and shoves him into the corner, stomping away on the newcomer. Deep goes to whip him to the opposite corner, but Nero reverses it, then follows Deep, but Deep reaches the other corner and hits the Fainting! Deep goes right into the cover, one, two, Nero shoves Deep off. Deep rolls to his feet, but Nero is back up and hits several right hands on Deep, backing him into the corner, and Nero stomps him down. Nero pulls him out and into a triangle choke, but Deep elbows out of it, then kicks him in the chest and hits a DDT. Deep covers, one, two, Nero kicks out.
Covert Jay: Karate is the bastard son of the ninja.
Mister Mav: If you say so.
Deep starts to pull Nero up, but Nero catches him with a knee to the chest, then bounces off the ropes and hits a running DDT! Nero covers, one, two, Deep kicks out! Nero pulls him up and sets up a powerbomb, but Deep backdrops out of it. Nero tries to get right up, but Deep grabs him and lifts him onto his shoulder. He points to the corner and approaches it, but Nero floats off it into an inverted DDT! He bounces off the ropes and hits the Kung Fu U! Nero covers, one, two, three!
Winner: Nero
BACKSTAGE
Triple M walks into the arena wearing a suit with the LWF Championship and carrying his bag. He is surrounded by a security detail. Ed Leonard is waiting for him.
Leonard: Triple M! You have perhaps your biggest defense of the LWF Title yet scheduled for later tonight against Arelas in the Hell in a Cell, a match nearly five years in the making, but I have to ask, what is with all the security?
Triple M: Why, Ed? It’s a sad necessity required by the bullseye on my back, and the fact that people like Arelas can’t be trusted. In the match in which I won this very championship from him, I had to fend off both Psiko and Ruff Rabbi, whom I’m certain Arelas forced to interfere on his behalf. While I was preparing for my match at Lockmania, in which may I remind you I became the ONLY person in history to successfully retain the LWF Title in the main event of Lockmania, while preparing for that match I had to fend off crazed fans, and accusations that I burned down a Yeshiva. A Yeshiva! Me! It’s not safe for me anymore, Ed. Why, a few days ago at a house show, a fan ran into the ring during my match, and I had to put him down myself! Do I like having these men accompany me? Of course not. But it’s necessary, Ed. This is what these people have reduced me to. It’s just sad. Now, if you’ll excuse me.
Triple M walks off, accompanied by his security.
Havok Championship
Colby Colt © versus Baal versus Donovan Hastings versus Prototype
“Erased” hits to loud heat, and Lord Donovan Hastings wears his cloak to the ring. He brushes aside some fans and hands the cloak to an official at ringside.
Mister Mav: Hastings calls himself the Lord of Pain, tonight will he become known as the Lord of Havok?
Covert Jay: But why would he change his nickname? He already has a good one.
Mister Mav: Yes, I get that.
Covert Jay: Apparently you don’t.
Mister Mav: Sit quiet.
“The Dope Show” hits, and the lights turn red and yellow as Baal comes down the ramp to the ring. He climbs in and stands off with Hastings, and Hastings throws a punch and the two brawl!
Mister Mav: We don’t even have all our participants yet, and it looks like this match is already underway!
Covert Jay: Ninjas wait for no bell!
“Edgecrusher” hits, and Prototype runs down the ramp with a lead pipe in hand, and he slides in and cracks Hastings in the head with it! Hastings is busted open, and he rolls out of the ring! Prototype swings at Baal, but Baal ducks it and delivers a hard right, and Prototype falls back into the ropes with the lead pipe dropping to the mat and rolling out of the ring.
Mister Mav: We don’t have all our participants, but the match has not only started, it looks like Hastings might be out of it!
Baal chokes Prototype against the ropes, and “Come Out Swinging” hits to a mighty pop! Colby Colt comes out from backstage wearing the Havok Championship. He runs down to ringside and takes off the title. Baal releases Prototype as Colby Colt slides in, and Colby Colt smashes Baal with the title belt. Colby Colt spins around and does the same to Prototype, then tosses the title out of the ring. Colby Colt puts Prototype in an anklelock, but Baal kicks him and breaks up the hold. Baal pulls Colby Colt up and hits a Russian leg sweep as Prototype rolls to the outside. Baal hits a leg drop on Colby Colt, then puts him into a chokehold! Prototype retrieves three garbage cans from under the mat and tosses them into the ring, then rolls back in himself. Prototype takes one of the cans and smashes it into Baal’s head, breaking up the choke. Baal staggers and turns around, and Prototype tosses him the can, then dropkicks the can into Baal’s chest, knocking him to the outside! Prototype turns back to Colby Colt, and Colby Colt toe holds him right into one of the other cans! Colby Colt locks in a figure four! Baal climbs the turnbuckle, then leaps off and hits a missile dropkick on Colby Colt, breaking up the hold. Baal pulls up Colby Colt and hits a double underhook powerbomb. Prototype is starting to get up, and Baal hits a hiptoss into a neckbreaker on him, then lays the third garbage can on his chest. Baal climbs to the top rope, then leaps off and hits a diving headbutt, right onto the can on top of Prototype! Baal rolls away and holds his head, and it looks like he hurt himself as much as he hurt Prototype on that maneuver. Colby Colt takes advantage, and locks Baal in a figure four! Baal reaches out and grabs the ropes!
Mister Mav: Baal has the ropes but Colby Colt doesn’t have to let go because the match is a Havok Match!
Covert Jay: So?
Mister Mav: There are no disqualifications, anything goes, and the champion knows it!
Baal is weakening, and Colby Colt take a few steps forward and pulls him off of the ropes. Baal looks to be about to tap, but Prototype hits a leg drop on Colby Colt, breaking up the hold. Colby Colt staggers up, and Prototype hits a hard clothesline, sending Colby Colt spilling to the outside. Prototype pulls Baal up and readies a chokeslam, but Hastings is back in the ring with the lead pipe, and he cracks Prototype in the back of the head with it! Prototype collapses and Hastings screams at him, blood dripping down his face, and then throws the pipe down at him. Hastings turns and lifts Baal for Destiny’s Call, but Baal floats off and shoves Hastings into the ropes, then charges and clotheslines him over, spilling over himself! Colby Colt is on a turnbuckle, and he leaps and hits the Spectacle on Prototype! Colt covers, one, two, three!
Winner: Colby Colt
BACKSTAGE
CoolJ is with Grey Coppi. Coppi is holding The Can of Gold Bond in front of his face.
CoolJ: I know you’re not happy that you don’t have a match yourself tonight, but I’m going to fight for both our honors.
Coppi: It’s okay, CoolJ. I’ll be out there to support you. From the can!
CoolJ: To the man!
CoolJ versus Red Fusion
“Perfect Insanity” hits to loud heat, and the lights flash red and blue in rhythm with the drums. Red Fusion comes to the ring and hits a turnbuckle, outstretching his arms and smirking as the crowd jeers him.
Mister Mav: We have seen a frightening attitude from Red Fusion as of late, explosions of rage and anger from this young man.
Covert Jay: He’s a poppin’ cherry!
“What I’ve Done” hits to a mighty pop, and CoolJ struts out from backstage, carrying The Can of Gold Bond. He is followed by Grey Coppi who carries the Gold Bond Championship. As they reach ringside CoolJ hands the can to Coppi and CoolJ climbs into the ring.
Covert Jay: CoolJ is the longest tenured active champion in LWF today.
Mister Mav: Sadly, that is true, by which I mean no disrespect to CoolJ, I just still can’t believe that’s an official championship, which by the way folks is NOT on the line here tonight.
Red Fusion and CoolJ lock up and grapple for position. They stagger about the ring in grapple and stumble into the ropes, and Red Fusion whips CoolJ across the ring. Red Fusion sets up a back body drop, but CoolJ rolls over him and bounces off the ropes again, knocking Red Fusion down with a spinning back kick. Red Fusion gets right up, and CoolJ whips him off the ropes and into a tilt-a-whirl slam. CoolJ covers, but Red Fusion kicks out at one. CoolJ pulls Fusion up and whips him off the ropes again, but telegraphs a back body drop and Red Fusion counters with a face buster. CoolJ staggers, and Red Fusion catches him in a waistlock and executes a German suplex. Red Fusion maintains the hold and hits a second suplex, then a third. Red Fusion bridges on the third suplex for the pin, one, two, CoolJ gets his shoulder up. Red Fusion bounces off the ropes as CoolJ is getting up and hits a running DDT, then covers again, one, two, CoolJ kicks out again. Red Fusion pulls up CoolJ and goes to whip him across the ring, but CoolJ reverses it and pulls Red Fusion back into a knee to the chest and a gutwrench suplex, and both men are down! The referee starts the ten count, and at six CoolJ slowly rolls over and lays his arm over Red Fusion, one, two, Red Fusion gets his shoulder up. Both men stagger to their feet and Red Fusion swings for a clothesline, but CoolJ ducks and reaches back for a neckbreaker. CoolJ covers, one, two, Red Fusion kicks out. Red Fusion slowly gets up, and CoolJ bounces off the ropes and goes for a scissor kick, but Red Fusion pulls out of the way and floors CoolJ with a clothesline. Red Fusion pulls CoolJ up and whips him off the ropes, CoolJ goes for a clothesline, but Fusion ducks it and hits a Sleep Slam! Red Fusion gets up and goes to the top rope, then leaps for the Firey Fall, and he hits it! Red Fusion covers, one, two, CoolJ kicks out!
Mister Mav: CoolJ kicks out, and it looks like Red Fusion can’t believe it!
Covert Jay: The power of Gold Bond prevails!
Red Fusion pulls CoolJ up and sets up the Fused Back Breaker, but CoolJ elbows him away. Red Fusion staggers, and CoolJ kicks him in the chest and hits a snap DDT. He goes to the top rope and leaps for a flying elbow, but Red Fusion rolls out of the way and CoolJ crashes into the mat. Red Fusion gets up and waits behind CoolJ, and CoolJ slowly staggers up. Red Fusion lifts him onto his shoulders, but CoolJ floats off and into the Shader! Shader to Red Fusion! CoolJ covers, one, two, thr—NO! Red Fusion got his foot on the bottom rope!
Mister Mav: Red Fusion just barely got his foot on the ropes in time, and by golly I thought it was over there!
Covert Jay: Who is Golly, and why is she by us?
CoolJ argues with the referee, but the official confirms that Red Fusion did indeed get his foot on the rope in time. CoolJ goes back and pulls Red Fusion up, then whips him across the ring, but Red Fusion launches himself off the ropes and hits a flying forearm. Red Fusion pulls CoolJ up and shoves him into the corner, then tears into him with a series of punches. Red Fusion whips CoolJ to the opposite corner and gives chase, but CoolJ lifts himself up and over Red Fusion, and Fusion crashes into the corner. CoolJ backs off as Red Fusion staggers out, and CoolJ lifts him into a belly to belly overhead flip suplex. CoolJ covers, one, two, Red Fusion gets the shoulder up! CoolJ slowly pulls Red Fusion up, and Red Fusion low blows him! The referee didn’t see it! CoolJ staggers, and Red Fusion bounces off the ropes and hits a spear! Red Fusion covers, one, two, thr—NO! CoolJ got the shoulder up!
Mister Mav: Red Fusion can’t believe it! What will keep CoolJ down?
Red Fusion rolls out of the ring and picks up a steel chair, then slides back in. He goes to hit CoolJ with the chair, but the referee takes it away. Red Fusion argues with the referee, and CoolJ spins him around and goes for the Shader, but Fusion shoves him away. CoolJ runs into the ropes and uses them as a springboard for a flying forearm, but Fusion ducks and CoolJ crashes into the referee! He turns around as Fusion charges at him, and CoolJ takes Fusion down with a drop toe hold. CoolJ gets to his feet and puts his hand in the air, and from ringside Coppi throws him the Can of Gold Bond! CoolJ turns around, and as Red Fusion staggers up CoolJ flings the Can at him, right below the belt! Red Fusion crumbles to the mat, screaming in pain! CoolJ starts to go for a cover, but the referee is still down! CoolJ shrugs his shoulders, and picks up the Can and holds it over his head to a mighty pop from the crowd! CoolJ goes to the corner and climbs up on the turnbuckle, raising the Can as flashbulbs go off around the arena! CoolJ points to the Can and holds it up again, then crosses the ring and goes to the far turnbuckle. He holds the Can of again as flashbulbs go off, meanwhile Red Fusion has stumbled back to his feet. CoolJ turns to come off the turnbuckle, but Fusion is there and leaps, pulling CoolJ into a Super Virus of Life! The referee has started to come to, and Fusion grimaces in pain as he covers, one, two, three!
Winner: Red Fusion
BACKSTAGE
Arelas is preparing himself in his locker room, when Rob Cartwright approaches him.
Cartwright: Arelas? Can I get a word?
Arelas looks up at him.
Arelas: Sure.
Arelas stands, and the two stare at each other for a few moments.
Cartwright: Um…
Arelas: What?
Cartwright: I don’t know, I had heard you like to mess with interviewers. I kind of expected you to make a joke or something.
Arelas: Do I look like I’m joking?
Cartwright: No, you actually look pretty serious.
Arelas: That’s because the time for jokes is passed.
Arelas takes the microphone and looks right into the camera.
Arelas: I saw you come into the arena with your security force, Matt. It’s going to be real secure inside that cell tonight. No Alliance. No Militia. Just the angelic vigilante and the fallen angel. Years ago you wanted this. Now we settle it. Tonight, Matt, it ends. Your reign of terror ends. Your championship reign ends. Consider it signed, sealed…and slashed.
Tag Team/Cross-Hemisphere Championships
Lunacy in Motion versus The Darkness Experience
Lunacy in Motion versus The Darkness Experience
“Metal Militia” hits to strong heat, and Diablo and Jake White come down the ramp together as the arena fills with a red glow. Jake White is wearing the Cross-Hemisphere Championship.
Mister Mav: Diablo dubbed this pairing The Darkness Experience, and what an experience this might be for Jake White, as he defends his title in a tag team match, and we are being told that regardless of whether Diablo or White takes the fall, the member of Lunacy in Motion that scores a fall, should they win, will become the Cross-Hemisphere Champion!
Covert Jay: Sounds like lunacy.
Mister Mav: Cute.
“Renegades of Funk” hits to a strong pop, and Alan Fernandez and Psiko walk out from backstage and make their way together down the ramp.
Covert Jay: LUNE-AH-SEE!
Mister Mav: Indeed, Lunacy in Motion are the Tag Team Champions, and tonight they put those titles on the line, in return for a chance for either of them to become the Cross-Hemisphere Champion!
Psiko slides in, and will begin this match with White. Lockup in the middle, and White shoves Psiko away. They lockup again, and Psiko locks in a headlock this time, twisting it around into a hammerlock. He pushes White into the Lunacy In Motion corner, and tags in Alan, holding the hammerlock. Alan leapfrogs over the top rope and comes in with a dropkick into the shoulder that Psiko has hammerlocked! White hits the mat, clutching his shoulder, and Alan drops down to apply Silence Is Golden, but White scampers away and tags in Diablo.
Mister Mav: Good strategy, targeting White’s shoulder.
Covert Jay: This wearing down nonsense? Why is it necessarily a good strategy?
Mister Mav: Because, weakening your opponent’s body bit by bit is generally considered good strategy. You take out different body parts, you take different moves out of their arsenal.
Covert Jay: Bah. A ninja can beat you without resorting to weakling softening-up tactics.
Mister Mav: So go in there and show them what a “ninja” can do.
Covert Jay: Ah, but that would be against the code of the ninja.
Mister Mav: If you say so.
Diablo steps into the ring, but is met by Alan with a spinning back kick! Diablo staggers into the corner, back first, and Alan whips him into the opposite corner hard! Diablo bounces off, and Alan lifts him up into a topspin facebuster! Diablo rolls out of the ring, and Alan and Psiko meet in the middle of the ring to a big pop! Diablo and White regroup outside, and Diablo slowly rolls back in. Alan goes to meet him, but Diablo catches him with a kick to the chest. Diablo takes advantage, lifting him into a suplex, then dropping down with a knee to the head! Diablo drags Alan to the Militia corner, tagging in White, who comes in with hard kicks to the head of the Innovator of Offense. White whips Alan to the ropes, nailing him with a hiptoss into a neckbreaker!
Covert Jay: Impressive move by that guy there. You sure Alan is the Innovator Of Offense?
Mister Mav: Yup. Though, I will give it to White, he’s quite inventive himself.
White goes for a cover, one, two, and Alan kicks out! White lifts Alan up, but Alan pulls him down into a small package, one, two, White kicks out! Alan tries to get up, but White kicks him hard in the stomach, doubling him over. White tags in Diablo, who strides in and lifts Alan into a full nelson slam! Diablo measures Alan slowly, and drops down with an elbow right to the head! Diablo gets up, drifting towards the Lunacy in Motion corner, and nails Psiko with a forearm, knocking him off the apron! Diablo slowly lifts Alan, scooping him for the Morning Star, but Alan floats off it and hits a desperation Shut Your Mouth! Both men are down in the center of the ring, and the ref begins the 10 count. White and Psiko are both clamoring to get into the ring, and Diablo drifts over and tags in White! White climbs into the ring, and grabs Alan’s feet, but the Talk Of The Town shoves him into the far corner, and springs and tags in Psiko! Psiko runs in, a house of fire, hitting White with a reverse tornado DDT! He nails Diablo with a forearm, knocking him out of the ring! Psiko whips White into the Lunacy in Motion corner, and tags in Alan as he climbs the ropes. The Talk lifts White up onto his shoulder, and slams him down with a spinebuster as Psiko leaps off and lands simultaneously on White’s chest with a Bombs Away!
Mister Mav: Lightning Crashes onto Jake White!
Covert Jay: LUNE-AH-SEE!
Alan drops down for the cover, one, two, and White barely kicks out! Diablo runs into the ring and hits Alan with a clothesline! Diablo pounds away, but Psiko spears him down! Jake White staggers up, and Psiko clotheslines him to the outside. Diablo gets up, but is met with a kick in the stomach by Alan! The Talk lifts him onto his shoulders for Human Wreckage, and nods his head at Psiko. Psiko runs over, and catches Diablo’s head as Alan falls down with a Death Valley Driver, and Psiko spikes Diablo with a DDT! Diablo is planted into the ring, and knocked out cold!
Mister Mav: The Delirium Trigger!
Covert Jay: LUNE-AH-SEE!
Psiko gets back to his feet, but Jake White is back in the ring with the Cross-Hemisphere Title in his hand, and he smashes it into the face of Psiko! The referee calls for the bell!
Winners: Lunacy in Motion by Disqualification
White ignores the referee and smashes The Talk of the Town with the championship as well. He shouts at both of them, and puts Psiko into Moonlighting! Diablo slowly staggers back to his feet as the referee pulls White off of Psiko, and Diablo pulls Alan up and into the Morning Star! The Darkness Experience leave the ring together, leaving Lunacy in Motion lying in the ring!
Mister Mav: Lunacy in Motion win this match, but the Metal Militia seems to have the upper hand, and what a cowardly move by Jake White, and he is still the Cross-Hemisphere Champion!