Synergy #56 Results - November 21, 2011

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: Ladies and gentlemen, this is Synergy! At least I think its Synergy….

Lieberjosch: Why are we even here? No card was posted, therefore, no show.

Vinegar: Most of these people paid weeks in advance for their tickets, we are not going to disappoint them.

Lieberjosch: Hasn’t stopped us before…

Covert Jay: WOOHOO! TOUCHDOOOOOOOOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Vinegar: That was odd….

Lieberjosch: He’s watching the Philadelphia vs. Giants replay. It figures that the ONE time I be…tip against the Eagles that they fucking win….

Covert Jay: With the Eagles winning, the Cowboys are at the top of the NFC East conference, GOOOOOOOOOOO DALLAAAAAAAAAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Vinegar: Dallas sucks.

Covert Jay: *Gasp!* BLASPHEMER!

Vinegar gets handed a piece of paper

Vinegar: Ladies and gentlemen, the show WILL go on. I’ve just been told the competitors for this match, but only the names of the people involved no stipulations, referees or Global dollar purse mentioned.

Lieberjosch: Wait, where’s Mitchell?

Vinegar: Still backstage I think. He mustn’t realise that everything’s going ahead.

Covert Jay: He was groaning about the Jets losing to Denver. We’ll just have to wait and see who is in each team. How many are there?

Vinegar: All I know is that it is a six person co-op. As to if it’s a normal one or a chaos co-op, I have no idea.

“You know my Name”

Vinegar: The first member of this opening clusterfuck, the smiling face of the HRD and host of the various internet shows that make UGWC different to its competitors.

Lieberjosch: It should also be said that someone who once held the World Title should not be in the opening match. You can leave this up to no freakin’ card.

Covert Jay: Ninjas can appear at any time.

“I don’t care”

Vinegar: And the second representative for the HRD in this match, Duncan Ryder has ben, well, much more arrogant as of late, even going as far as to hit on other men’s wives.

Covert Jay: From what I heard, he strikes out more than Larry Littleton.

Lieberjosch: Not as much as you, though.

Covert Jay: And I strike out less than you, too!

“Tokyo”

Vinegar: Some weird rumours circling around about Enigma, suggesting that he may have had something to do with Moss’ current situation.

Lieberjosch: A couple of people saw him talking to himself backstage, this man IS a nut job.

“Diamantina Drover”

Vinegar: The first man of the next team has a direct problem with Enigma. He is yet to post any win over him, and has nearly been put out of commission by Enigma.

Covert Jay: Angry Drover will make some sort of crazy move and get revenge. Or worsen his condition, whichever comes first.

Lieberjosch: Somehow, the latter seems more likely.

“You’re the best”

Lieberjosch: This’ll be interesting, it seems that Marek and Ethan are teaming together, Ethan has never kept his disgust for TVK a secret.

Covert Jay: That makes for interesting TV.

Lieberjosch: That’s what I said, sort of.

Covert Jay: No, it wasn’t.

“How to make a Monster”

Vinegar: Nothing flashy about this, NBK just walking down to the ring. And you have to think that he’ll be trying to get the win tonight after being in somewhat of a slump.

DING! DING!

Vinegar: And Ethan launches himself at Enigma, taking him down with a series of lefts and rights, Marek pulls Ethan off him, and now those two are arguing. NBK stalking the fallen Enigma, but is taken down by Duncan and a chair!

Covert Jay: OOOOOOH I’d love to have a beer with Duncan, ‘cause Duncan’s me mate!

Lieberjosch: Wrong nationality, dumbass.

Vinegar: Ethan now taking down Marek with a short arm clothesline. There’s dissention in the teams!

Lieberjosch: No duh.

Vinegar: Pierce is just standing there, grinning. Marek and Ethan are brawling, NBK is getting his ass kicked by Duncan Ryder, and…..wait……where’s Enigma?

Covert Jay: Ninja disappearance!

Lieberjosch: He’s just come out from under the ring with what appears to be a ladder?

Vinegar: Pierce is leaning on the ropes right in front of Enigma, who hoists the ladder up and around Travis’ head and pulls down hard! Pierce’s neck bending backwards on the ropes! My god! That can cause a serious injury.

Covert Jay: That seems like something Saint Jimmy would do.

Lieberjosch: He’s not Jimmy, he’s Enigma.

Covert Jay: That’s the point.

Vinegar: Marek with a quick neck breaker on Ethan, putting more strain on that injured neck. Pierce is only now getting to his feet as Enigma lines up with another ladder shot. Pierce ducks, and Enigma collides with the ring post! NBK is still getting pummelled as he is hoisted above Duncan’s head and thrown…DIRECTLY AT US!

Lieberjosch: HOLY SHIT!

Covert Jay: EVACUATE THE AREA!

The announce team goes scattering as the NBK goes colliding with the table, shattering the thing into a million splinters. Enigma is nursing his shoulder as Pierce balances the ladder on the barrier. He gets security to move the fans back, and punches Enigma in his Kidney, causing him to double over the ladder. Pierce clambers up onto the barrier, and jumps on the other end of the ladder, launching Enigma into the third row. We are temporarily taken to the Australian table as the normal team works out its communication issues.

Jase: Jase and Keith looking after things here while our colleagues sort out their issues, and this has been absolute chaos!

Keith: Fuckin’ oath mate! Partners against partners, a shattered announce table, and a superstar being carted off to the hospital as Ethan wrestles Marek to the mat. Marek managing to push Ethan off of him, and we’re back to a lockup.

Jase: Duncan’s coming over to ‘em and slaps Marek upside the head. Ethan and Marek break, look at each other, and take Duncan down with a double clothesline! A brief showing of teamwork between these two.

Keith: Enigma, ever the tough bastard, coming back from being launched into the crowd, and he’s managed to get himself some nachos from one of the many venders in this arena. He places it beside him as he punches Travis in the nads simultaneously, before DDT’ing Trav into the Nachos!

Jase: I heard backstage that those two wanted to try and upstage the other in inventfulness, looks like they’re really bringing their game. Quade Cooper, take note!

Keith: Sounding like a fuckin’ Kiwi. Ethan and Marek back to brawling with each other, and Duncan back in with that chair, slamming Ethan right in the back in the head. Not going to do his injuries too may favours. He attempts the same with Marek, but Marek just kicks the chair right back into the face of Duncan.

Jase: Right, well, it looks as if Jay, Nick, and Hans have their equipment sorted, so we’ll be bidding our Yankee viewers farewell as they go back to the usual team.

Vinegar: Thank you Keith and Jase, for taking over while we were out thanks to the NBK colliding with our table.

Lieberjosch: They should be feeling quite grateful for that, although we share no good feelings for Duncan throwing that imbecile at us!

Covert Jay: Three strikes!

Vinegar: Pierce using a foam finger to poke Enigma square in the eye, and tackling him to the ground before getting back to the ring as Marek has been forced into the corner by Ryder who is now laying in the stomps.

Covert Jay: Stomping him a mud hole, and walking it dry!

Vinegar: Pierce taking on Ethan, grappling him as he gets to his feet. Enigma out of nowhere taking down both men by skating a guitar into Ethan, thusly knocking Travis out cold!

Covert Jay: Director in the house!

Lieberjosch: He is shaking his head, yet smiling? Either he dislikes what is going on, or he is entertained by this.

Vinegar: Looks like he’s going to speak…

Ooley: You are all, Travis excluded obviously, complete nutbags, aren't you? Sure you didn't get your match assignments until a few minutes ago, but that doesn't excuse..this...this...catastrophic circle jerk of a match! None of you seem to have any fucking focus, and we've got to end that right here. You all like showing off how big your balls are without any fucking grace or the slightest of destination. It's almost like most of you are just 'happy to be here'.

Ooley: And that my dear discharge dribbling fellows, is simply, not good enough. You clearly all lack that purpose, the real motivation that you need to perform to your best during UGWC's biggest event of the year, now as you all know, Ole' Bob is more of a stick guy, than a carrot one. But on this occasion I have been persuaded to give you all the opportunity of a life time. All Six of you will be facing another at Horizons for a purse of G$10,000,000!.

The competitors that are able to respond look slightly shocked.

Ooley: That's right, you heard correctly, the other five of you will have the honour of watching Travis Pierce take home his second monster purse from Horizons in a row. And just remember, Ole' Bob could have used a jar of lubricant, Louise and a locked room to motivate you all, you've got off likely!

Vinegar: Ole' Boib has just announced our first official match for Horizons, and there is a hell of a prize at stake! What else is there to come on tonight's magical mystery show.

Lieberjosch: Don't get your hopes up, you know this has just been slapped together last minute, right?

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: It’s been a crazy night here on Synergy, folks.

Covert Jay: Crazy as well as exciting.

Leiberjosch: Did you just say a full sentence without using the word 'ninja’?

Covert Jay: Yes.

Leiberjosch: You did it again!

Vinegar: High five yourself, Jay.

As Covert Jay high fives himself, 'Phucking Phreak’ by Velvet Acid Christ begins to play.

Dennis: Our next match is for one fall. Introducing first, the Embodiment of Fear, he is PHRIXUS DEIMOS!!

Deimos makes his way through the curtains and heads right for the ring. He slides in and awaits his opponent.

Dennis: And his opponent...

‘Back in Black by AC/DC begins to play.

Dennis: He is one half of the current UGWC Co-Op Champions, the Black Knight, CHRIS PETERSON!!

Chris walks out onto the top of the ramp. He draws the sword on his back and raises it into the air. Pyros go off replicating lightning striking the blade and he slashes it downward. He sheaths the sword again and strides down to the ring. He climbs up the steps and into the ring through the middle and top ropes. He lays the sheathed sword in the corner, disrobes his armor and turns to face his opponent.

Vinegar: Earlier this week, Chris simply dismissed Deimos and his partner as a challenge so it’ll be interesting to see this match play out.

The two men circle in the ring then go in for a lock up. Chris ducks the lock up and shoves Deimos from behind. As he turns back to face his opponent, Chris lunges forward and sends Deimos flying backward with a stiff dropkick. As Chris gets back to his feet, he’s knocked right back down as Deimos hits a dropkick of his own. Chris rolls back onto his feet and the two men have a bit of a stare down.

Vinegar: These two are playing tit for tat.

Covert Jay: Huh?

Vinegar: ....

Covert Jay: You just said something about tits...

Vinegar just shakes his head and tries to focus on the two men in the ring as they circle again and engage in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Deimos powers Chris back into the corner. The ref separates the two and Chris makes his out of the corner. He goes for a tie-up with Deimos but drops to a knee and slides in behind Deimos, grabbing him in a waistlock. He pushes Deimos back into the turnbuckle while holding the waistlock and rolls backward. As both men roll to their feet, Chris lifts Deimos for the Rolling German Suplex but Fear swings his elbow back. Chris ducks and grabs Fear around the waist and attempts to lift him into a Northern Lights suplex. Again, Deimos counters by grabbing Chris in a front headlock and bring a knee into his opponents chest. Fear quick switches into a spinning neckbreaker and Chris spins out of it and goes for a low dropkick. Deimos moves out of the way and goes for an elbow drop but its Chris who moves out of the way. Deimos rolls back to his feet as Chris kips up and the two men have another stare down.

Leiberjosch: And that’s chain wrestling folks.

Vinegar: Neither man gaining an advantage as they circle the ring once again.

Tired of the games, Deimos charges in with a kick to the stomach and a double ace handle to Chris’ back. He jumps on the Black Knights back and starts to lock in the Millenial Decay!

Covert Jay: Could this already be over? Come on, NINJA!

Deimos loops his arm into a half nelson and attempts to reach around and grab Chris’ arm but is unsuccessful as Peterson reaches back and pulls on Deimos’ boot, causing Fear to lose his balance and roll to the side. Chris rolls with him and hooks the leg and bridges into a quick pin attempt.

1..

Deimos powers out and rolls Chris into a crucifix.

1..

Chris rolls backward out of the move and jumps into a lateral press, hooking the leg.

1..

Deimos kicks out again and shoves Chris off with authority. Peterson quickly bounds toward the ropes and launches into a cross body only for Deimos to turn into a powerslam.

1..

2..

Chris kicks out and Deimos brings him to his feet. He irish whips Chris into the ropes bends forward for a back body drop. Chris gets launched into the air but flips and lands on his feet. Deimos turns around and receives a kick to the gut and a snap T-Bone Suplex. Chris rolls back with the move and locks in the Hands of Fate!

Vinegar: Little bit of a nod to his new mentor, Donovan Hastings.

Chris leans back, torquing Deimos’ neck. Luckily, they are close to the ropes and Deimos hangs his foot on the bottom rope. Chris utilizes the the 5-count and lets go. The ref forces him to back up and Deimos gets back to his feet. Chris steps in, grabbing Deimos by the hair and setting him up for a Wrist Clutch Exploder. Deimos manages to elbow his way out of it and shoves Chris backward, only for the Black Knight to charge back at Deimos. He ducks and back body drops Chris over the top rope and he lands on the apron. Deimos hits a few forearm shots, stunning Chris before stepping it onto the apron. He sets Chris up for a belly to back suplex and as he lifts him up on the apron, Chris back flips out of it and lands behind Deimos on the apron. Deimos turns around and blocks a punch and kicks Chris in the gut. Deimos backs up then charges at Chris, nailing a spear on the apron!

Leiberjosch: This is wreslting, folks. No cheap tricks or weapons.

Covert Jay: NINJA!

After nailing the spear, Deimos falls to the floor. He shakes out the cobwebs and gets back to his feet. He goes to push Chris back into the ring..

Covert Jay: SUPERKICK!!

Chris pokes him in the eye and rolls back into the ring. As the ref reprimands the Black Knight, Calypso appears out of nowhere and monkey flips Deimos into the guardrail. Chris slides past the referee and heads toward Deimos. As Chris lifts Deimos to his feet, Alan Fernandez makes his presence known, grabbing Chris and launching him over the guard rail. Calypso takes this opportunity to slam a chair into Deimos’ back. Alan turns toward Calypso and punches the chair out of her hands.

Vinegar: The referee has no choice to rule this one a Double DQ!

Dennis: Due to the chaos at ringside, the referee has deemed this a DOUBLE DISQUALIFICATION!!

Alan backs Calypso up toward the ring but is assaulted from behind by Chris. The Black Knight then goes the chair but as he swings it, security step in between the combatants and separate them. Alan helps up Deimos as the two teams stare each other down.

Vinegar: Dexter Vines has made his way onto the ramp. Moss Edwards being out of service has lead to us seeing a lot more of the Director's than we are used to.

Vines: It's seems to me, that you are all inseparable. Alan, Phrixus this isn't a surprise in your cases, Mr Ooley has often stated it would take 'Armageddon on a Colossal Scale to dislodge Hernandez from Scared's asshole'.

Vines: However the recent behaviour of you, Chris, has left many of us dumbfounded. I don't think anyone expected you to become quite so close to Hastings and his little cult..

Vinegar: Calypso taking exception to that.

Vines: I said Cult.

Covert Jay: I wonder how many people got that before me saying this.

Lieberjosch: I wonder how many people even get it now.

Vines: Anyway, given you're all so close, and given that affection you each feel for one another has lead you into ruining the second match on tonight's impromptu card, after the first was such a disaster, you can face one another at Horizons for the Cooperative Championships.

Lieberjosch: That's not much of a punishment for Fernandez and Fear now its it...

Vines: And the losers, can never team together again in UGWC, nor can they be within fifty foot of their partner if they are competing in a match. This one isn't just about titles.

With that Vines turns and leaves.

Vinegar: The Second match of tonight's show is another let down in terms of result, but a huge payoff in terms of Horizons, a Cooperative Championship Match with a twist!

Covert Jay: I'm sensing a theme!

[Lord Hastings]

Ripper starts to play and Donovan Hastings walks out onto the ramp, closely followed by Owen holding a selection of folding chairs.

Vinegar: Well, I’d like to say something about what’s happening next but as per usual today I don’t have a clue.

Lieberjosch: Well we’re lucky that the Lord Chief has deigned to bless us with his presence today at all.

As they reach the ring Owen runs ahead, climbs into the ring and sets up the three chairs. In that time Donovan has gotten up onto the apron and stands there expectantly. Owen holds the ropes open for him and he climbs in. In the ring Donovan stands with his hand on his chin for a moment as he seems to decide on the most appropriate seat and sets himself down. He swings his cape around the back for it and Owen scurries to remove the two excess seats. He takes them out of the ring and retrieves a microphone before climbing back in and handing it to Donovan before taking his place stood behind him.

Hastings: Peasants and Paupers. I, your Lord Chief come before you today a disappointed man. Mere weeks away from Horizons, a show doomed to fail by its lack of the Lord of Pain in the spotlight, we have this debacle. Well I’m putting a stop to it right now. I, The Immortal Lord Chief Nigga of Pain Donovan Hastings will not leave this ring. Unless, one of the spineless middlings in the back would like to make me.

Vinegar: Well, trust Donovan Hastings to spoil an interesting night.

Lieberjosch: We’re better off basking in his lone magnificence then watching any number of the other fools here compete.

Vinegar: Well when you throw out a challenge like that around here, you never have to wait long for a response.

“Teahouse”

Jay: DRAGOOOON!

Vinegar: Oh now things just got interesting. We haven’t seen him since he beat Chris Peterson in that cage match several weeks ago.

Alex Kiseragi walks out onto the stage, mic in hand to the adulation of the crowd.

Kiseragi: Donovan Hastings. Once again you inflict us with your gormless face and empty words but that’s just the latest of your crimes against humanity, or more specifically of late, me. It was almost a year ago now that you first assaulted me, unprovoked, with a metal pipe to my knees. It wasn’t long after that that you threw a tantrum like the child you are after I became the Lord of the Ring and tried to finish the job.

Kiseragi: Since then you have slated my gym, fought my coaches and students and taken others as your own. That it’s all clear you meant to do. What you undoubtedly are unaware of is that you’ve taken more from me than six months of my career, much more in fact…You’ve taken everything from me!

Lieberjosch: That seems a little dramatic.

Hastings: Oh have-

Kiseragi: Shut up! This has gone on long enough and it’s about time it ended but not tonight. No, this ends where all great rivalries end. Horizons.

Jay: I’m liking where this is going.

Kiseragi: You see it seems to me like you’ve been trying to do a lot more than simply defeat me. It feels like you’ve been trying to break me, end me. To coin a phrase you seem like you’ve wanted to, slay the Dragon. But you see Donny if you truly want to slay the Dragon, you need to enter its Cave.

Vinegar: Oh my.

Jay: Now I really like where this is going.

Vinegar: I don’t.

Kiseragi: That’s right Donny. Horizons, you and me, one last time, in a Dragon’s Cave match!

The crowd goes wild. Donovan raises the mic to his mouth and waits a moment for the noise to die down.

Hastings: Haven’t I beaten you enough times already? What reason is there for me to waste my time with you again?

Kiseragi: Well, for one, if you remember Battleground you’ll know that I have enough purse money to make it happen whether you like it or not. However I’m going to give you one chance to retain some honour and accept this yourself. If I win, then the chance to glue glass to my hands and feel it tear into your face, to watch fire burn your skin is enough for me.

Lieberjosch: What the hell? Psycho.

Kiseragi: But if you win, I’ll give you what it seems like you’ve wanted for a long time. If you can beat me, on my turf, then I’ll hand over all rights and deeds to The Dragons Cave Academy, to you. Either way, this ends at Horizons.

Donovan seems to ponder it for a moment then speaks.

Hastings: Very well. I accept.

Vinegar: Oh my did Horizons just step it up a notch! Donovan Hastings and Alex Kiseragi will end a year long feud in a Dragon’s Cave match!

Kiseragi: Good, however that still leaves us with the problem of moving your ass out of that ring. Luckily for these fans I think I have a solution to that too.

As Alex finishes speaking The Western Colossi jump the barricades on opposite sides of the ring.

Lieberjosch: Who the hell are those guys?

Vinegar: Two of Alex’s students. They competed here briefly earlier in the year. How do you not remember?

Brett grabs Owens leg and pulls him out of the ring, shoving him up to the barrier and blocking his way into the ring. Trent slides into the ring far enough to pull the chair out from under Donovan. He folds it as Donovan scrambles back up and swing it at him. Donovan ducks clear and rolls out of the ring. He turns just in time to see Alex charge down the ramp and launch.

Jay: Yaaaaari Kiiiiick!

But Donovan desperately sidesteps it, almost losing his footing as he makes a break for the back. Alex lets him go and Brett allows Owen to follow him.

Vinegar: Well, that was interesting. I wonder what’s up next.

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: Ladies and gentlemen, we take you live, backstage as we seem to have had an attack.

Ethan lays face down in the hallways, EMTs rush out as he is checked by Sheena.

EMT: What happened?

Sheena: Those prickbags from the Flash mob got to him, I tried to stop ‘em, but they scarpered before I could kick their scrawny asses…

EMT: Let’s get him to the trainer’s room.
Vinegar: Oh…my…god….

Lieberjosch: What did he do to piss off Rudo?

Covert Jay: Sneaky ninja prince has his reasons.

Vinegar: I don’t even know if Rudo knows of Ethan’s existence, I doubt he is behind this attack.

Lieberjosch: You’re kidding, right? All the evidence points to Rudo being behind the Flash Mob attacks.

Covert Jay: In any case, it's seem's we've got more business backstage.

The new Chaos Champion, Abigail Knight, enters the office of the Director of Human Resources, Robert Ooley.

Ooley: Ah, our new Chaos Champ. Thanks for coming in. We need to set you up with a title defense for Horizons.

Knight: Who fights me?

Ooley: The challenger, obviously. I see that championship continues to find itself around the uneducated. Regardless, since Most Rewards has seen fit to give himself a fucking vacation just a few weeks short of the biggest show of the fucking year, it falls to Old Bob to once again do his job for him. So this is what we're going to do.

The Director pulls a hat out from behind the desk.

Ooley: Your opponent is...

He pulls out a paper and unfolds it.

Ooley: Feint Gust. Considering he's laid up in a hospital at the moment, that should make your job pretty easy.

Knight: I'm not here looking for easy.

Ooley: Good, there are enough easy people around here as it is. You should tell some of your brethren to close their legs already. I mean, really. Now get lost before I decide to make that match a triple threat, and stick Louis in the mix.

The Chaos Champion smirks, and leaves the office.

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: What an unpredictable yet amazing night we've had here on Synergy!

Covert Jay: It just goes to show you don't need silly things like "RobCaps" or "Official Cards" to put on an entertaining show.

Lieberjosch: You just hope that next week, just two weeks away from Horizons, that somebody will be assed to put together a proper card.

Vinegar: Speaking of Horizons, we've seen the card for that show truly develop and take shape tonight, there will once again be a G$10,000,000 purse match, and 'The Cyclone' JK has been selected to challenge Abigail Knight for the Chaos Championship, assuming JK recovers from his current injuries in time to compete.

Covert Jay: It'll also be the legendary team, Freak Show Central, that challenges the Cooperative Champions at Horizons!

Lieberjosch: And don't forget the biggest news of the night, we'll see perhaps UGWC's most personal rivalry finally settled on the grand stage, it'll be Alex Kiseragi against Donovan Hastings, in a Dragon's Cave Match!

Dennis: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is your main event of the evening! Introducing first...

A silhouette resembling Jet Somers appears in the distance of a darkened hallway, walking toward the screen. A distorted and distant Mark Collie wails: 'In time, your time will be no more...,' and the vertical control suddenly flips out as Nonpoint's "Everybody Down" hits hard and Jet runs out from behind the curtain. He runs to the edge of the stage and pumps his fist in the air a few times. At 'And when I stomp you' Jet sprints down the ramp, slapping hands with a few of his still loyal supporters in the crowd as he goes, running to leap onto the apron of the ring. He grabs the rope with one hand and pumps the other fist in the air on each 'Everybody Down!' chant of the chorus. Jet finally steps in and begins bouncing on the balls of his feet and throwing shadow punches to warm up.

Dennis: Representing the Human Resources Department, weighing in at 185 lbs and currently residing in Los Angeles, California, the Living Weapon, JEEETTTTTTT SOMMMMMMERRRRRRSSSSS!!!!!

Lieberjosch: Even without a card, nobody can keep Jet Somers out of a main event!

Vinegar: But who is he facing?

Dennis: And his opponent...

‘..Show me a smile on your silly face. ‘Cause I'm getting tired of this human race, My darling..’ The words are quietly said as you hear a piano in the background followed by the explosion of guitars and a drum as ‘Wars’ by Hurt comes over the PA System. The lyrics continue as Ezekiel walks out on the ramp, followed by Scarlet. The two walk down to the ring and Ezekiel climbs up onto the apron. He helps Scarlet up the stairs and into the ring. Ezekiel climbs the outside of the turnbuckle with his back to the ring. He looks out among the crowd and as pyro goes off above him, he leans back like he is soaking in the reaction of the crowd. He climbs into the ring off of the turnbuckle and takes a knee. He spreads his arms out again as Scarlet removes his jacket. She exits the ring as Ezekiel stands in the corner.

Dennis: Representing the Vicious Kind, weighing in at 170 lbs, from Los Angeles, California, the Red Eyed Warrior, EZEEKIEELLL PAAAXXXXXXX!!!!!

Vinegar: Ezekiel Pax, perhaps a fitting opponent for Somers, as earlier this year at Revolution, Ezekiel challenged Tyvola for the World Heavyweight Championship, and in just a few short weeks, Somers will be doing the same!

Covert Jay: With better results, he hopes.

DING DING!!!

Vinegar: Glenn Burke getting us underway, two great strikers in the ring, should make for a fantastic match.

Lieberjosch: Each man circling the other, feint strikes being employed by both, as each awaits an opening.

Vinegar: Somers ducking under a lariat, catches Ezekiel with a spinning back fist.

Covert Jay: Zeke takes Somers down with an arm drag, attacks with a series of vicious muay thai strikes.

Lieberjosch: Repeated blows to the head and neck, this will soften Jet up, Ezekiel will likely try to capitalize on it with his version of a guillotine choke.

Covert Jay: Which would be The End for Jet!

Vinegar: Somers blocking the strikes as best he can, counters into a leg hooking takedown.

Lieberjosch: Somers puts Zeke into a headlock, delivers knee strikes.

Vinegar: Ezekiel pushes out of the headlock, Somers off the ropes!

Covert Jay: Ode to the Elbow!

Lieberjosch: And Zeke springboards off the ropes into a diving headbutt!

Vinegar: Covers with a lateral press!





ONE!!!





TWO!!!





Vinegar: Somers kicks out!

Lieberjosch: Zeke pulling Jet back up.

Covert Jay: But Jet pulls him down into an inside cradle, transitions right into a cloverleaf!

Vinegar: Ezekiel quickly stretches and grabs the ropes, Somers forced to break the hold.

Lieberjosch: Good ring awareness by Ezekiel Pax, knowing where he was, grabbing those ropes right away.

Vinegar: Somers back to his feet, measures Ezekiel!

Covert Jay: Kao Loi!

Lieberjosch: But Zeke sidesteps it, kick to the gut!

Covert Jay: EDT!!!

Lieberjosch: And Zeke keeps the hold, rolls Jet over into a seated version of The End!

Vinegar: Somers cries out in pain, stretches for the ropes!

Lieberjosch: Don't forget the damage already done to the head and neck by those strikes earlier, Jet might tap out here!

Vinegar: He stretches and claws, and Somers manages to grab hold of the ropes!

Lieberjosch: Zeke has to break the hold!

Vinegar: Glenn Burke backs Ezekiel up, Somers using the ropes to pull himself up in the corner.

Lieberjosch: Zeke charging in with a running crossbody, but Somers moves out of the way and Zeke crashes into the turnbuckle!

Covert Jay: Both men are down!

Lieberjosch: And now we know that things are getting out of control backstage as both Rudo AND Tyvola have burst out from the turmoil of a frankly poorly planned and executed show, and come tearing to the ring.

Covert Jay: I told you I sensed a theme.

Vinegar:: Somers and Pax are both down and prone to the advances of their enemies...

'IF EITHER OF YOU STEP FOOT IN THAT GODDAMN RING SO HELP ME I WILL STRIP YOU OF YOUR TITLE'S, AND, MORE IMPORTANTLY, LET THE LOCAL PSYHCIATRIC UNIT'S KNOW OF YOUR EXACT WHEREABOUT'S AT EVERY FUCKING MOMENT!

Vinegar: Ole' Bob's back, and it looks like he is on the verge of becoming the second member of the Consortium to have a Seizure in the space of a couple of weeks.

Lieberjosch: But neither Rudo nor Ty are taking his threats seriiously.

Ooley: You think I'm fucking kidding? We've got all you wretched steroid farms tagged, what did you think the 'injections' at your medical were for. That's right bitches, nanotechnology GPS systems, you're our cattle, we keep you tracked.

Vinegar: Rudo now seems to be considering his options, but Tyvola probably isn't even listening as he lifts his hands up to the ropes.

Ooley: Just stop you grapey motherfucker, I have something to say!

'And so do I!'

Vinegar: Tyvola stops in his tracks and turns to the ramp, he knows that voice, we all do.

Covert Jay: GABBY!

Ooley: Oh isn't that lovely Tit's, you do have your pet well trained...but I bet he still pisses on the floor doesn't he? But that would still be an improvement from your mouth. But obviously, the rules of grace honor me to step aside, as you know, ladies must always come first.

Gabrielle:[/u] Oh no Bobby, I couldn't possibly, after all age before beauty is the way of the world and nature itself.

Vinegar: You can feel the tension, both of them staring daggers through each other. And in the ring Ezekiel and Jet are both staggering to their feet to be greeted by this strange sight.

Ooley: Right, fine, I'll go first. Now Squidawrd and Sux, you two have been making life in the corridors a living hell for every decent fucker in this place. Nobody knows if they are safe from one of the 80's inspired backstage muggings you have lined up for one another. But if there is one th9ng Ole' bob can spot, it's heat.

Lieberjosch: he certainly generates it, the fans don't particularly like either Rudo or Pax, but they hate Ooley right now.

Ooley: Whilst Ole' Bob might well consider you both to be unimpressive anal excretions, the people that shell out their money on this product seem to enjoy watching you both knock seven shades of crap out of one another. So we'll give them just what they want, but we'll ensure you don't spread across the arena like Prescott and Roberts last year, because you will be facing each other, for the UGWc Cross-Hemisphere Championship, in a Hell in A Cell match...

Covert Jay: I'm not sure either man is gonna be happy with that.

Vinegar: Why, because of the violent nature of Hell in the Cell matches?

Covert Jay: No, because of the stipulation.

Vinegar: The Cell is the stipulation.

Covert jay: Nevermind...

Ooley: Over to you Tit's, I'm sure everyone will be shocked!

Ooley roll's his eyes as he steps back opening the stage to Gabby.

Gabrielle:[/color] I'm not here to shock anyone. Ty, Jet's not the only one after your Kingdom, I want to be the Queen, but I don't want to stand beside you, I want to rule over you. As is my right, as the Winner of the Battleground Match, I want a one on one match in the Horizons Main Event with The World Heavyweight Champion!

Ooley: No, no, NO! Jet asked before you Tit's, you can't both have one on one matches, this is Horizons!

Gabrielle: I won the right to choose my match, and that's what I have chosen.

Ooley: Too late, Jet cashed in first, maybe we can sort out for you to face him at Infinity.

gabby just shakes her head in defiance.

Ooley: Best you'll damn well get is a Triple threat match you rancid bitch, and that'll be over my dead body!

Vinegar: Ooley stomping backstage, and no-one can quite believe what we have just seen, where does this leave us with for Horizons.

Lieberjosch: PEACE OUT!

Vinegar: Huh!

Lieberjosch: Ezekiel just took advantage of all the confusion, because this match was still going!



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Dennis: ladies and Gentlemen, the ONLY Winner tonight....EEEEZZZEEEEEKKKKIIIIEEEELLLL PPPPPPPAAAAAAXXXX!!!

Vinegar: Well what a strange night that was, but we know a lot more about Horizons itself, but we're still non the wiser on the fate of the World Heavyweight Championship, tune in next week to find out if the deadlock can be broken!

[Lord Hastings]

Credits

Opener
JK

Deimos vs Peterson
Zeke

Hastings/Kisergi
A-Kis

Other Stuff
Hastings & T-Rob

[Jet Somers]

Oh wow, Zeke and Rudo rping as one another? This could get VERY interesting.

[Orgabsmic]

This was awesome, made it all that much more exciting having no idea what was going to happen.

[EZRA]

1. Awesome show. No complaints at all. From top to bottom it was entertaining and really set the course for Horizons.

2. I hate you. I am strongly against the idea of Hell in a Cell because I am not good at RPing as other people. Oh well. This will be interesting. Good luck, Squidward. The odds are in your favor.