Synergy #58 Results - January 16, 2012

[Lord Hastings]

The show starts in an unexpected and unfamiliar manner. Rather than the sight of thousands of screaming fans awaiting the start of this years scheduling, we see a few rows chairs filled with what we can only assume are journalists given the fact they hold recorders, notepads, and the more technologically up-their-own-asses possess i-Pads.

They all sit, not looking at a ring, but rather three separate podiums bearing the Unified Global Wrestling Coalition logo set up on a stage a foot above the assembled press.

Then the theme to Synergy is played briefly as all three members of the UGWC Consortium make their way through a curtain and into position behind each podium.

On the far right stands UGWC's Director of Human Resources, Robert Ooley. He grips onto both sides of the podium, his one eye fixed firmly on the man standing behind the podium to the far left.

That man is the UGWC Head of Creative, and it's Cross-Hemisphere Champion Moss Edwards, who stands with his title draped across his right arm, and he looks out at the camera and the press.

In the middle of them both stands the UGWC Sports Entertainment Executive, Dexter Vines, who looks directly into the camera, gives a restrained smile and then begins to speak.

Vines: Ladies and Gentlemen, people of the world, we have an announcement of monumental magnitude. In the last few days certain insights and facts have come to light which have meant the UGWC has been forced to ultimately reconsider it's desired course for beginning of 2012.

Ooley: Can I go on record as stating that Ole' Bob isn't entirely convinced by the reliability of said material, given the source of it.

Ooley hasn't taken his eye off of Moss Edwards since he entered the room, and at this point squints it at the Cross-Hemisphere Champion.

Moss: The information is Solid Robert, what motive could I have to possibly lie to you?

Ooley: What fuckin' motive indeed? Who knows what goes on in that egomaniacal brain of yours.

Vines: Gentlemen, please, we need to let our loyal fans know the truth behind the situation we find ourselves in.

Ooley: Then why in the name of your own mother's crusted over vagina is he here. Truth and honesty isn't exactly his strong suit.

Moss: Why don't you just say what's on your mind Robert?

Ooley: You know exactly what's on my cockatooing mind! You lied to us! You breached our trust, how am I meant to work with someone when I can't be sure they're not planning something that benefits only themselves?

Moss: You don't think you're being a little bit hypocri...

Vines: This really isn't productive, can we focus on what's in hand and ensure that the world knows what the earth shattering announcement we have is, not the problems in your working relationship...

Ooley: Relationship? Relationship? To have such a thing there must be full disclosure of intentions on both sides, what we have here is a working catastrophe.

Vines: Robert, this is really neither the time nor place for this conversation...

Ooley: Really? I've been trying to have the same discussion since the events of Horizons, and no-one seems to be interested in the gross misuse of power and authority that we saw displayed by that cowardly self-promoter. In any other organisation this press conference would be to announce the need for a new head of Creative, instead you're just going to try and ignore the critical damage he has done to this company.

At this point Vines just waits quietly for Ooley to run out of steam and then proceeds to continue, ignoring everything Ole' Bob has said.

Vines: On the morning of Monday the 2nd of January, 2012, we discovered that the Unified Global Wrestling Coalition's World Heavyweight Champion, Tyvola, had disappeared off the map. As you all know Tyvola is not someone who slips away quietly into a crowd, but we did undergo a professional and thorough investigation into this information.

Vines: The result of this investigation was exactly what we had first feared, Tyvola has clearly gone into hiding. We exhausted each and every one of our possible avenues to find him...

Ooley: Although the National Guard refused to offer us any assistance due to the nature of the target, and don't even talk about the Park Rangers.

Vines: The Unified Global Wrestling Coalition always recognised the risk in employing such a volatile and unpredictable character in this company, but it was those exact qualities that made Tyvola the unique and powerful Entertainment Professional he was.

Vines: Despite the obvious risks, and despite the concerns of...some...of the decision makers, it was deemed the potential rewards were in favour of giving Tyvola a pivotal position and heightened exposure within the company.

Vines: Now clearly this, what could be best described as, an experiment, had it's successes, Tyvola was indeed the most dominant champion UGWC has seen in it's short life, and in what would be his final acts for this company he managed to become the first person to defend the most important title at Horizons.

Vines: These successes, however, do not change or improve the position UGWC finds itself in today, the day of the first show of 2012. Having put a great deal of, obviously misplaced, faith in the hands of this unstable, criminally insane, individual, we only have ourselves to blame for the position we find ourselves in.

Vines: Given everything we have discovered, and after intense conversation regarding every relevant detail since Tyvola joined the company, also having to bear in mind that this was not the first time Tyvola has left the company in the lurch, the UGWC Consortium came to the unanimous decision to strip Tyvola of the UGWC World Heavyweight Championship.

Vines: We promise to learn from this mistake, as we are more than aware of the implications of the top title in the company being vacant, it is a scenario we had not planned for nor had we ever thought would be possible, but we shall endeavour to ensure such a misadventure never occurs again.

Vines: In that spirit, we do have a second announcement to make. To ensure this position of instability in regards to the company's most valuable title continues for no longer than necessary the decision has been made to hold UGWC's first Pay-Per-View Infinity in just two weeks time on January 30th at the 1st Mariner Arena in Baltimore.

Vines: As ever Infinity will play host to the annual Global Challenge, and in 2012, just as it did in 2008, this one night tournament will be used to crown the NEW World Heavyweight Champion.

Vines: Eight Competitors will battle to replace Tyvola as UGWC's figurehead, and to explain some changes to this years events qualification process I will now pass you over to our Creative Director, Moss Edwards.

Ooley: What changes? Ole' Bob isn't aware of any changes.

Moss: It was discussed at this mornings emergency, impromptu meeting. We noticed you didn't make it but assumed you were making another complaint to your own department regarding my despicable actions.

Moss: Regardless, as any of you with rudimentary mathematical skills will have observed, there will only be two Synergy's, including tonight's edition, before the Infinity Pay-Per-View. Tis shortened cycle means less time to run qualification matches, therefore a number of tonight's matches will become Qualification battles.

Moss: It was also decided that each member of the Consortium could pick one member of the current, active, roster to get an automatic slot in the tournament.

Ooley: Oh and let me take a wild fucking swing in the dark at guessing who you picked, was it Prince Squidward...or are we just Most Rewards now? I'm now even questioning whether you had any involvement in the current AWOL nature of our, now former, Champion...

Moss: If you'd let me finish Robert, I was just about to reveal our picks. I have decided to pick the individual I believe deserves another shot at the World Heavyweight Championship, a competitor who was forced into humiliation before fighting back and redeeming themselves, a competitor who had to deal with mismanagement and misguided advice for much of last year, I chose Gabrielle Montgomery.

Ooley: TITS MAGOO! You just wasted that pick Most, hell Ymir would have been a better option. She's a choker...in more ways than one.

Moss: And Dexter Vines decided after his incredible and show stealing victory at Horizons, and also the virtue of being the reigning Global Challenge winner, Alex Kiseragi will be the second qualifier. We have not had an opportunity to discuss this with Mr Ooley, so I will pass you across to him for his pick.

Ooley: Are you joking, I just found out, Ole' Bob needs time to process this information, I'll make my own decision in due time.

Moss: You know it's not good to withhold information from your peers Robert.

Ooley: Fuck yourself.

The conference is interrupted by the familiar opening of "Ripper" and the present media all turn in their chairs as Donovan Hastings has entered into the back of the room, accompanied by Calypso Desmona and Chris Peterson, each with their half of the Cooperative Championship, as well as Owen Peterson with a boombox on his shoulder, the source of the music. Donovan is glaring directly at the Consortium. He glances back at Owen and motions, and Owen switches the music off.

Hastings: This is a farce. You all should have known better than to hire that capricious caveman to begin with, and now he's won two championships here and effectively vacated them both. That you even bother to hold a tournament to fill the void rather than simply award it to me as you should speaks directly to your continued ineptitude. Furthermore, who do you choose to place into this tournament? A temptress that has never won anything she couldn't transfer through her snatch, and Kiseragi. It's clear to me that you collectively can not be trusted to make good judgement, so your Lord will conclude by making the biggest blockbuster announcement of the day: That I will be using my current purse to purchase an automatic spot in this tournament for myself, and in two weeks at Infinity, after years of having my destiny stolen from me at this event, the inevitable finally comes.

Donovan glances back and nods at Owen, and he switches the music back on as Donovan and the Consortium stare across the room at each other, except for Ooley, his one eye still trained on Moss, as the segment fades out.

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: After a blockbuster announcement by the Consortium, we welcome you to another year of UGWC: Synergy!

Covert Jay: Huttah!

Lieberjosch: I, for one, enjoyed a month away from idiocy and mediocrity.

Covert Jay: Did you have an out of body experience?

Lieberjosch: Huh?

Vinegar: In a shocking development, and coming on the heels of perhaps the most dominant championship reign we’ve ever seen, Tyvola has gone missing and the World Heavyweight Championship has been declared vacant. This year’s Global Challenge will fill that vacancy, we’ve already learned several of the participants, we’ll learn more later tonight!

Lieberjosch: Yes, thank you for telling everybody what they just saw two seconds ago. This is a streaming webcast, it’s not like they can be watching this without watching what happened before.

Covert Jay: They could scroll down.

Lieberjosch: Huh?

Covert Jay: Sorry, I’ve been distracted by the group of fans over there in the front row that seem to be a bit rowdy, and have already drank too much.

Lieberjosch: You’re distracted by the fact that they only make up the front row as opposed to the entire arena?

Vinegar: It’s time for our first match!

"Tokyo" by the Wombats hits to a loud chorus of booing. Enigma walks out to a huge fireworks display, soaking in the even louder booing. He walks down the ramp, with a sinister look etched on his face, before stopping at the ring apron. The chorus hits as Enigma jumps through the middle of the top and second ropes, before landing in a roll in the middle of the ring. He springs back to his feet, and climbs the nearest turnbuckle, posing to a loud wall of booing and heckling.

Dennis: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, Crash and Burn, EEEEENIGGMAAAAA!!!!!

Vinegar: Many of our fans not approving of Enigma’s recent choices and actions.

Lieberjosch: Ridiculous. Might I refer you to Article 251: The Fans Don’t Know What They Want.

The opening for "A Warrior's Call" kicks out over the PA system, with the drums in full swing followed by the guitar work, with spotlights encircling the arena. The arena goes dark before Michael Poulsen starts in with, "Let's get ready to rumble!" The spotlights converge on the entrance ramp with John standing there with his arms crossed, and Sierra standing at his side. The two of them start to make their way down to the ring after posing for a moment at a steady pace. When they reach the ring, John slides in underneath the bottom ring rope while Sierra uses the stairs. John then climbs each of the turnbuckles, raising a single fist in the air three times, before standing next to Sierra in the center of the ring.

Dennis: And his opponent, being accompanied by his wife Sierra, from San Diego, California, JOHN RUUUUSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Vinegar: John Russo making his return to UGWC here to start our year in 2012 after an absence of several months, nice to have the 2-Time Cross-

Covert Jay: Three time.

Vinegar: Ahem, 3-Time Cross-Hemisphere Champion, twice here in UGWC, and once in the title’s original home, the Lock Wrestling Federation.

DING DING!!

Vinegar: Hazel East calling for the first bell of 2012, and UGWC has officially returned!

Lieberjosch: Yes, the first half hour of this broadcast didn’t count, but I had still better get paid for it.

Covert Jay: A real clash of styles here, Enigma a high-flyer with touches of ninja, Russo an accomplished martial artist, who likely aspires to one day be a ninja.

Lieberjosch: Oh, it begins.

Vinegar: Enigma with a hammerlock applied to start the match, Russo reverses and counters with a side suplex.

Lieberjosch: Russo off the ropes, but Enigma quickly to his feet, somersault leapfrogs over Russo!

Covert Jay: Firelighter!

Vinegar: Springboard moonsault by Enigma, hooks the leg!





ONE!!!





TWO!!!





Vinegar: Russo kicks out!

Lieberjosch: But a hot start by Enigma, and you have to wonder if there is some ring rust for John Russo after those long months away.

Vinegar: Enigma with sharp chops to the chest, backs Russo into a corner.

Lieberjosch: Enigma climbing out to the apron, climbs the turnbuckle, might be looking for a bulldog from the top.

Covert Jay: But Russo throws him off the turnbuckle to the center of the ring!

Vinegar: Russo goes right after Enigma, but Enigma greets him with a dropkick.

Lieberjosch: Enigma sets up the Thunder Child!

Vinegar: Russo floats off!

Covert Jay: STUNNING VICTORY!!!

Vinegar: Russo drops onto Enigma!





ONE!!!





TWO!!!





THREE!!!!





Dennis: Here is your winner, JOHN RUUUUSSSOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Vinegar: John Russo notches the first victory of 2012!

Lieberjosch: And he returns with a bang!

Vinegar: We've got plenty of action still to come!

[Lord Hastings]

Teahouse starts to play.

Vinegar: That's Alex Kiseragi. He's not scheduled to be out here until our main event. I wonder what he wants.

Lieberjosch: To waste our time and bore us I'm sure.

Alex makes his way out from the back in street clothes and walks down the ramp to the ring. He climbs in up the steps and is passed a microphone from outside.

Kiseragi: So, it's pretty clear to all that last year wasn't my best in this business. What started off well soon turned into a six month absence, a fairly weak comeback and only one bloody final bout to rescue it.

Vinegar: Kiseragi's bout with Hastings made the shortlist for match of the year. That was one epic clash.

Kiseragi: Now I understand you can't get your own way all the time. But going into last year I had plans. For once I'd come out of Horizons victorious and 2011 was going to be my year and due to one man that didn't happen. As you should be aware that has been dealt with and a year behind schedule I'm back on track.

Kiseragi: Now, I have a few scores that need settling and some of you are going to have to wait for your turn, because first I have to begin this year like I did the last. By winning the Global Challenge.

Vinegar: If The Dragon is able to do that he'll be the first man ever to win back to back Global Challenge tournaments. What a start to the year that would be.

Kiseragi: Now I'm not one for astrology, or fate or destiny, but it seems appropriate to me that by the Chinese calender, come January 23rd, we will enter the year of the Dragon. They're wrong though, because the Year of the Dragon, begins, tonight!

Teahouse starts to play again as Alex makes his exit.

Vinegar: Fighting words from the Dragon. His match with Phrixus Deimos is our main event tonight. Don't go anywhere.

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: We continue here on Synergy, with cooperative action!

"I Turn My Camera On" begins to play. The arena goes dark and silent momentarily, then the lights begin to pulse to the beat. Moss Edwards steps out onto the stage and directs the tech crew to on where to point the camera as he soaks in the crowd response. He tosses his suit coat to the side, trying to playfully land it on one of his cameramen, and walks down the ramp, chatting with fans all the way down. He hops onto the turnbuckle, slams his fist to his heart and salutes the crowd, then hops down into the ring and rolls his sleeves up.

Dennis: The following cooperative contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, he is the reigning Cross-Hemisphere Champion, the Auteur, MOSSS EDDDWARRRRDDDDDSSSSS!!!!

Vinegar: Moss Edwards with an impressive victory over Ezekiel Pax inside Hell in a Cell at Horizons, which is also when we learned that Mr. Edwards had been the one under the mask of Prince Rudo the whole time.

Covert Jay: Well, most of the time.

Lieberjosch: Moss also used his Consortium pick to select Gabrielle Montgomery to have a spot in the Global Challenge, perhaps not surprising considering she is his partner here tonight.

"What You Want" begins to play.

Lieberjosch: It figures Gabby would be given an easy path into the tournament, considering how easy she is.

Vinegar: You said that, not me.

Lieberjosch: Clearly. Insightful comments only originate in this seat.

Covert Jay: So, where is she?

Vinegar: That's true, it's been an awfully long time.

Lieberjosch: Tease.

The music stops, and after a few moments begins again, but is interrupted by the opening of "You Know My Name" which flows seemlessly into "Everybody Down" as Travis Pierce and Jet Somers emerge together from backstage and walk together to the ring.

Dennis: Um, and their...his...opponents, Opie and Travis, THE PIERCING WEAPONS!!!!

Vinegar: We're being told that Gabrielle Montgomery is apparently not here, this match has become a handicap match.

Covert Jay: Is that what Ooley is shouting in our ears? All I was able to make out was "cum-slurping" and "window-licker."

DING DING!

Vinegar: Sam Green getting us underway, Travis Pierce starting the match against Moss Edwards, we'll see how Edwards can fare up against a cohesive partnership.

Lieberjosch: I think the more pressing question is what happened to Gabby?

Covert Jay: Perhaps a personal emergency.

Lieberjosch: My money is on Tyvola kidnapped her, and that's where they both are.

Covert Jay: Sounds like a personal emergency. Speaking of your money, isn't that how you lost that apartment to begin with?

Lieberjosch: Shut your hole.

Vinegar: Edwards has taken control of the pace in this match while you've both been talking, looks like he might be setting up an STO.

Covert Jay: The Flop!!!

Vinegar: Edwards with a cover!





ONE!!!





Vinegar: Somers breaks up the cover.

Lieberjosch: And he wasted no time in doing so, great teamwork by the Piercing Weapons.

Vinegar: Edwards standing and staring at Somers as Green escorts him back to the corner, he turns back around right into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker!

Lieberjosch: This is the problem you face in a handicap match, you can't watch both of your opponents at the same time, and there is nobody there to watch your back.

Vinegar: Pierce pushes Edwards into his team's corner, tags in Jet Somers.

Lieberjosch: Piercing Weapons setting up a doubleteam, vertical suplex.

Covert Jay: Moss counters it into a double DDT!!

Vinegar: Pierce rolls out of the ring, Edwards goes to work on Somers, connects with a knife edge chop. Somers retaliates with three left jabs, but Edwards ducks under the right hook.

Covert Jay: Shining Prince!

Vinegar: Somers sent spilling over the ropes to ringside, Edwards starts to go after him, Sam Green cuts him off, starts a count on Somers.

Covert Jay: Pierce slides in behind Edwards, spins him around!

Lieberjosch: THE TRUTH HURTS!!!

Vinegar: Pierce heading back to his corner, Somers rolls into the ring!

Lieberjosch: JETSTREAMER!!!

Vinegar: Somers has the cover!





ONE!!!





TWO!!!





THREE!!!!





Dennis: Here are your winners, THE PIERCING WEAPONS!!!

Vinegar: Jet Somers and Travis Pierce pick up the victory in this handicap match, but where is Gabrielle Montgomery?

Lieberjosch: And if she's gone, what happens to her spot in the Global Challenge?

The show cuts backstage where we see backstage interviewer Grey Coppi touching his hand to his ear piece.

Coppi: Grey Coppi here backstage, where, as I reported earlier in the week, we expect to hear from Phrixus Deimos regarding his shocking actions last month at Horizons, when he turned on his partner and friend Alan Fernandez after the pair lost a match, the stipulation of which was that they can not team together again.

Coppi looks off-camera for a moment.

Coppi: Here he is! Fear, what do you have to tell us about your state of mind and your actions at Horizons?

Deimos walks into view, pausing before he passes Coppi. He smirks, pats Coppi on the shoulder, and continues on his way. Coppi watches him for a few moments.

Coppi: Ladies and gentlemen, I guess we’re going to have to wait…a little longer.

[Lord Hastings]

Now we are in a scene familiar to those who were avid viewers throughout 2011, signed Yankee's Shirts, bat's and photo's adorn the walls of the board room where Robert Ooley likes to conduct much of his business. Standing before him are his two remaining charges, Travis Pierce and Jet Somers.

Ooley: Well done out there, boys. Now, I'm sure you are both incredibly excited to find out just what Ole' Bob has in store for you both in 2012...

Somers: About that, we were thin...

Ooley: But first I'd like to thank you both for your loyalty and trust. Whilst others have lied to my face whilst wearing or not wearing a mask, and others have run back to that backward shithole over the Atlantic...you...my boys, have stood by me, you've weathered the storm of 2011, and we arrive here, together, smaller in numbers, but Stronger in faith. The Human Resource Department lives on...

Pierce: About that.

Ooley: Just think what we did when we were carrying all that dead wood, we were at the centre of everything that brought in the ratings...and now as we unite with more focus UGWC should fear what is to come...

Somers: I think we should tal...

Ooley: As you have no doubt already heard, this years Global Challenge is going to be rather special, and I want one of you two to represent me and the entire Human Resources Department in the challenge. I have only one guaranteed slot,and seeing how much you've both grown in the past few months, I'm going to allow you to make this decision.

Pierce and Jet look at one another, shrug and the both say;

'Pass'

Ooley: The fuck you motherfuckers just say?

Pierce: Look, Bobbie, it's not that we don't appreciate what you've done for us,Jet more so than I of course, I always knew I was awesome it took Jet meeting me for him to realise his potential. But regardless without you Bobbie, The Piercing Weapons, would never have been.

Jet: But you said it yourself, we've grown, we don't need a helping hand to the top, I'm not sure we ever did, we're both former World Champions, I think it's time we started acting like it.

Pierce: Plus have you heard some of the fans, you know the 'hip' ones that used to cheer for Prescott when he was a heel, they're beginning to cheer us. If we play this right, The Piercing Weapons, could be bigger..than Declan! And quite frankly Bobbie, you just don"t fit the image, you're a bit of a relic really, the eye patch, the violence the obscene, if ingenious, language..it's just SO last year.

Jet: We're finished 'representing' other people, we'll qualify and represent ourselves at Infinity.

Ooley: Are you a fucking window licker? You think you can turn down Ole' Bob's kind and gracious offer,and if that wasn't enough you think you can cast me aside as if I don't matter? You think that after that display either of you are getting near The Global Challenge...fuckwads. You'll be too busy at Infinity as The Cooperative Champions take on...The Pointless Bummers.

Once again The Piercing Weapons exchange a glance between one another before simultaneously responding.

'Suits Us'

They then turn and exit the room and ooley is left on his own, quivering in rage. It is at this exact moment that Dexter Vines pops his head around the door.

Dexter: Is everything OK? I just saw Pierce and Jet leaving...and here you are red as a tomato on the brink of a fit.

Ooley composes himself and looks up at Dexter with a glint in his eye.

Ooley: How would you like another automatic entry to the Global Challenge for our own means?

Dexter: Well, that's unexpected, I'm not sure if I could think of an adequate representative in time...

Ooley: Don't try and pull that shit with me, Moss might have got one over on Ole' Bob, and he will regret that mark my words, but you just don't have the capacity to deceive...

Dexter: I wouldn't even...

Ooley: Save it Douchebag, don't think you and Mary-Jo's manoeuvres in the shadows have gone unnoticed, Ole' Bob doesn't know exactly what your plans are...but he knows you have some, but until this point I didn't see any reason to take interest in what you and that skank do in your twisted little minds...

Dexter: And now you are?

Ooley: Sure, I know you didn't really want to pick Alex Kiseragi, there was just no way you couldn't, fans, sponsors all that shit dictates you had to pick Kiseragi, especially with Moss still trying to play his fucking mind games with me. I know you have other idea's, and I'm willing to give you my pick to further your ends.

Dexter: And what's your price Robert? I will not stay indebted to you forever I can tell you that now.

Ooley: Oh no, nothing so severe just your backing on two proposals I have for Infinity. Firstly I wish Calypso Desmona and Chris Peterson to face Astro Bummers and Trevor Point for the Cooperative Championships.

Dexter: That sounds reasonable.

Ooley: Don't sound so surprised, reasonable is my middle name. Nevertheless secondly, I want Most Rewards nowhere near the Global Challenge, in fact I want him to defend the Cross Hemisphere Title he won under false pretences, against The Jap from the Carnival...

Viens furrows his brow as he considers this for a moment.

Dexter: Do you mean, Marek Daisuke?

Ooley: That's what I said

Dexter: I suppose that's reasonable too, that title should be defended at the first PPV of the Year.

Ooley: Ole' Reasonable Bob', just like I said. So you agree.

Dexter: I don't see why not.

With that, the two men shake hands and then Dexter leaves the room.

Ooley: Sucker.

Vines turns the corner.

Dexter: Fool.

[Lord Hastings]

Dennis: The following is a fatal four way match scheduled for one fall. The winner of this match will qualify for the Global Challenge at Infinity!

I was thinkin'....

Just then, the lights start to flash a crimson red, as the opening strings to "Face to the Floor" by Chevelle blare over the PA. Once the song picks up, white strobes join the red flashes and Red Fusion steps out onto the stage to a strong pop. He looks around the crowd and points at a few signs. He jogs down the ramp slapping a few hands as he gets to the ring. Once there he walks up the steps and along the apron. He wipes his feet and climbs in and spreads his arms wide, spinning around in the middle of the ring.

Dennis: Introducing first, from Washington DC, weighing 210 pounds, REEED FUUUUUSIIOOOON!

Vinegar: It has been awhile since we've seen either member of Code Fusion in action, what a return it would be to score a spot in the Global Challenge.

Lieberjosch: And don't forget getting a measure of revenge against Ezekiel Pax while he does it.

Jay: Backstory!

ALL I WANT

A single flame shoots up from the middle of the stage, before pyro explodes inwards from either side of the titantron. On the screen we start seeing clips of Medos in past matches. Medos walks out with a smile on his face. He raises both arms up in the air as he takes some steps before lowering them. He makes his way to the ring but stops just before to have a good look around him at the fans. He rolls into the ring and poses on the top turnbuckle.

Dennis: From everywhere I guess, weighing probably 200 pounds or so, The Lionheart, MEEEEDOOOOOS!

Vinegar: Medos of course dealt with some controversy at the end of last year about his homeland, and his realization was that his real home was the UGWC ring.

Lieberjosch: Sentimental pap. It was all just another way for Medos to pander to the crowd.

Jay: Kung fu pander!

The lights flicker to green and gold as What a Great Night kicks in. JK walks through the curtain and out onto the entrance way, to a loud chorus of cheering and chanting. JK looks up at the fans as he holds up an open hand, queuing fireworks to go off in set locations around the arena. JK continues down to the ring, looking out upon the sea of fans, occasionally stopping to have a chat to some of the fans. JK slides into the ring before climbing the turnbuckle and doing his signature five finger pose.

Dennis: And weighing in at 229 pounds, from Townsville North Queensland Australia, the Cyclone. JAAAAAAY KAAAAAAY!

Vinegar: The Aussie Superstar has been out of action since Battleground, and has spent most of that time in a comatose state.

Lieberjosch: Extended bed rest leads to muscle atrophy and other physical limitations, even with the winter break to engage in some therapy you have to wonder what overall state JK is in.

Jay: Didn't we decide we were still in California?

The lyrics from 'Raised by Wolves' by Falling in Reverse begin to play as the lights dim down inside the arena until it's completely dark.

'I was lost now I'm found, I'm sustained by the sound, Of the angels singing me to sleep, While my feet are leaving the ground, Am I dead? Or am I dreaming instead?, A cornucopia of opiates have flooded my head'

The tempo of the song picks up as Ezekiel makes his way out onto the stage with a spotlight on him and Scarlet. The rest of the arena is enveloped in darkness as the couple make their way down to the ring. Ezekiel jumps up onto the apron and then onto the outside of the turnbuckle, facing the crowd. He leans backward into the ring, basking in the boos from the crowd. Ezekiel then jumps off the turnbuckle and into the ring. He removes his jacket and tosses it to Scarlet as he awaits his opponent.

Dennis: And finally, from the City of Angels, weighing 170 pounds, EZEEEEEKIEEEL PAAAAX!

Vinegar: Pax spent a portion of his break training a young man named Ezra.

Lieberjosch: And you know that the best way to get great at something is to teach it, so the more time Pax spends mentoring, the deadlier his own skills will become.

DING DING!

Vinegar: Pax and JK making a beeline towards one another but Pax is cut off by a Red Fusion neckbreaker. And Medos gets behind JK and sends him to the mat with a beautiful German Suplex.

Lieberjosch: Fusion is mounting Pax, letting out some frustrations with those closed fists!

Vinegar: But here comes Medos off the ropes, aiming a boot right into the temple of Red Fusion.

Jay: Boot to the head!

Vinegar: The Lionheart picks up Iron Man, snap suplex followed up by a tight side headlock.

Lieberjosch: JK back in the mix, he comes over and stomps Medos in the gut and lifts him off the mat.. Buckle bomb!

Vinegar: The International Gentleman slumps to the mat. Red Fusion springboards off the ropes and catches JK with a stiff clothesline. Now stalking the Cyclone as he gets to his feet. Fused Backbreaker!

Jay: Stoner Ninja!

Lieberjosch: Just as Fusion rolls JK off of his knees and starts to get up, Ezekiel Pax catching him with the Foot-2-Mouth!

Vinegar: Pax turning his attention back to Medos who is getting to his feet in the corner, Medos though gets the jump on him, lifts him up and drops him face first on the post.

Jay: Snake eyes!

Vinegar: Medos climbs onto the second turnbuckle, grabs hold of the Red Eyed Wonder, and delivers an International Inferno!

Lieberjosch: Here comes JK again, clotheslining the Lionheart over the top rope but he lands on the apron. Fusion charges at the Aussie Rebel, JK a step ahead this time, and whips him with a hurracarana, Red Fusion lands on the middle rope.

Vinegar: And Medos runs down the apron and lands a legdrop across the back of his neck!

Lieberjosch: JK springing over the top rope to crash onto Medos, leaving Pax alone in the ring to pick up Fusion.

Vinegar: Pax whipping Fusion into the corner, but Red reverses it and follows close behind with double knees to the chest.

Jay: Whoo whooo!

Vinegar: Fusion propping Zeke up on the top turnbuckle, he's setting up for a superplex.

Jay: Movement in the front row!

Lieberjosch: That's Marek Diasuke! Pax's tag team partner has just jumped out of the crowd.

Vinegar: He's grabbing ahold of Pax's leg so he can't be suplexed. Red Fusion's own momentum sends him to the mat. And Zeke is quick to follow up with the FORE-n Object!

Lieberjosch: JK and Medos have rolled back into the ring. Medos takes a swing at JK but the Cyclone catches him and props him up onto his shoulders!

JK: Category Fiiii...

Jay: DENIED!

Lieberjosch: JK calling for the Cyclone but he is cut off by a High Beam from Zeke. Medos goes flying through the air and lands with a hard thud! And Pax crawls over and hooks his leg!

1!


2!


3!

DING DING!

Dennis: Here is your winner, EZEEEEKIEEEL PAAAX!

Lieberjosch: The Red Eyed Wonder showing more than a little bit of cunning here tonight, I hope Ezra was taking notes on that one.

Vinegar: You also can't deny he got an assist from Marek in regards to taking out Red Fusion....and it doesn't look like they're quite done with him yet.

Lieberjosch: Well, he should just take the loss like a man, instead he starts shooting his mouth of to the ref and insinuating Marek had influenced the match.

Vinegar: That's exactly what happened, and now Red Fusion is being double teamed by the sportsman formerly known as War and Peace.

Lieberjosch: As I said, he should have just taken the loss.

Vinegar: It looks like Ezekiel would be happy to put Red Fusion back on the doctors table for a lengthy time as he sends him flying into a dropkick to the face from Marek...

Lieberjosch: Maybe Ole' Red will think more about when and where he opens his big mouth in the future...

Vinegar: This is uncalled for...

Covert Jay: Look! Look at the ramp...

Lieberjosch: Who?

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: I don't know who they are, but two men are steaming down to the ring. Well one is steaming the other is thundering given he seems to be the size of a train.

Lieberjosch: What is this that stands before me, he's a fine specimen.

Covert Jay: The smaller one is probably quite a hit with the ladies.

Vinegar: Ezekiel and Marek have not noticed the oncoming intrusion to their party of three, probably because the fans don't know what to make of these unknown men, are they here to help or hinder Red Fusion?

Covert Jay: I'm not sure Zeke and Marek need any help in this regard, if these two guys are Shrinks then they might have a chance of aiding those two.

Vinegar: Well I think that's your answer, the small one springboards onto the top rope and hits a hurricanrana on Ezekiel Pax, and the huge gentlemen slides in and then lays out Marek with a thunderous hip toss followed by dropping his huge leg over the chest of Daisuke.

Covert Jay: Zeke and Marek figure they've done enough damage and they don't quite know what they're looking at so they decide to make a quick exit, as Red Fusion lay's slumped in the corner of the ring.

Lieberjosch: Why's he here?

Vinegar: Dexter Vines has just made an appearance on the stage, he smiles at a confused Zeke and Marek as they pass him before raises a microphone to his lips.

Dexter: Ladies and Gentlemen, may I formally introduce to you, Remi Monroe and Vaughn Brennen.

Lieberjosch: Have you seen the size and build of the huge one, and I thought Tyvola was a money maker.

Covert Jay: That's Vaughn 'Magnitude' Brennen.

Lieberjosch: How do you know that?

Covert Jay: Ninja's are in tune with the independent wrestling scene, he's pretty agile for a man of his size, and was some kind of CIA agent or summat.

Lieberjosch: Again, how?

Covert Jay: It will all be in his Bio.

Vaughn has helped JK to his feet, and he gets a microphone.

Vaughn: All last year, Remi and I, watched this kind of crap go down on a regular basis...but no-one tried to stop it. 2011 was a dark year for this company and as a fan I could not stand it anymore, and when given this opportunity to do something to stop the endless cycle of injustice I had to take that chance.

The smaller Remi Monroe starts checking on Fusion in the corner. Laying out exactly what had just transpired.

Vaughn: How could I refuse? Last year we saw time and time again that those who were devious and hypocritical enough could get anything they wanted. For years the likes of Donovan Hastings and Travis Pierce have cheated their way to the top. In the past 12 months we saw Alex Kiseragi incapacitated for much of the year, and no-one filled his void, so all those that fought for valour were crushed under the foot of those that fought the oppression.

Vaughn: We saw Chris Peterson, a man who entered with the most noble of causes, turned into some simpering sycophant for a deluded Tyrant to pass to his mistress for amusement. We saw a sexual deviant celebrated as champion, we saw a once religious man turn fully to the ways of the dark...we even saw the end of a union, with evil and fear crushing hope and faith.

Remi content that Red Fusion is up to speed on what just happened walks away from the Entertainment Profession.

Vaughn: Yet there was no-one who would stand up for the Alan Fernandez's of the world, no one to call BS on the two faced actions of those in charge, injustice was allowed to run rife. That shall no longer be the case.

Vaughn offers Remi the mic, Remi finishes wiping his hands off on his pants, takes the microphone and speaks in a slower Southern drawl.

Covert Jay: Remi Monroe…

Lieberjosch: Oh c’mon on. Really?

Vinegar: Even I have to confess I’m more than a little curious where you’ve gotten this information.

Covert Jay: What. He’s got the mic he’s going to talk. Not that hard to figure out. If you’re a ninja anyway.

Remi: That’s right, that’s right, that’s right. So it is written let it be said, if it’s heard then let it be read. Big man here speaks the truth, preaches the gospel, calls it right down the middle, tells it like it is and how it is it’s a disgrace. See for far too long far too many have suffered far too much! And we’ve had enough.

See I sit back and remember to the nights spent watching this great sport with Great Granny Monroe. Way back to a time where men were men and cowards weren’t. Good versus evil, right and wrong, night and day you were or you weren’t, and I definitely am. No gimmicks, no plots, no schemes, no machinations, no more lies the buck stops here. Right here in this right here ring with these two right now guys because here and now it’s time for right.

You see, you’ve seen, you’ve been forced to watch the UGWC be led astray. Down a dark and terrible path riddled with pot holes and hobos, broke out street lamps and tramp stamps. Unemployment, uninitiated, unloved, unwashed, underdeveloped, and unhallowed. The self loving self indulgent self aggrandizing self loathing has taken its toll on this fine game, but now it’s time to fight. It’s time for the light, so shine those spot lights on Remi and Brennen and let us show the way…

Vines: WHICH IS WHY!

Vinegar: Dexter Vines interrupting the young man.

Lieberjosch: Thank you for small miracles.

Vines: Which is why I have an announcement to make. I have just received a second Directors pick entrant into the Global Challenge. I will be making a selection for Robert Ooley, and Remi I want to pick you!

Lieberjosch: With a giant standing in the ring with that little man. Vines picks this nonsensical… I’m… I’m speechless!

Vinegar: Thank god for small miracles. Hell of an opportunity for this rookie!

Remi and Vaughn share a suspicious glance then turn their attention to Red who’s been shaking off the cobwebs in the corner.

Vaughn: Haven’t you been listening? The way it’s worked before haven’t been working, and this kind of flavor of the month booking at some suits whim is shameful.

Remi: No one said it was going to be easy, and if the right way was easy street we’d all be saints. I didn’t know I’d be challenged so quickly though, but fact is fact a travesty took place in this ring just a few minutes ago. An injustice, ice cold, and cold hearted, I’d be heartbroken if I abandoned what I is so soon. Dext-ah, we all just watch a wrong and we all just heard you got the power to right it. So right it, and give that spot to the man who just had his stolen. Give it to Red Fusion, and let me earn mine next week.

Lieberjosch: So he’s a small pretty boy who can’t make a decent decision. Yeah he’s going to go far. Far away that is.

Vinegar: Whoa, déjà vu.

Vines: OK. You’re right. Red Fusion, will you be my second pick into the Global Challenge?

Covert Jay: A noble ninja move if a ninja move was noble.

Fusion nods an acceptance with a smile on his face and to the fans joyous response shakes the hands of Remi Monroe and Vaughn Brennen as Remi’s music ‘Power Struggle’ by Sunna blares over the P.A. and all three exit ringside.

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: Surprise debut's, a shocking announcement, and we still haven't seen Donovan Hastings in action, so this night could get even stranger.

Lieberjosch: Better, the word you meant to say was better. This year is going to be Donovan Hastings' year, I can feel it, after being distracted by the petty games of Kiseragi for 2011, he can now fully focus on putting himself back at the top, where he belongs.

Vinegar: He certainly has questions to be answered, some might say he's had his day, that he is on the decline, and only he can prove otherwise.

Lieberjosch: Only an idiot would think that, the only reason he lost at Horizons is because he was in the most ludicrously biased match I've ever seen. How is Donovan meant to prepare for a match he's never been in, and has probably never watched due to his own high class wrestling views. Not only that, but his opponent created the match and is the only person to wrestle in more than one of them. If the world was fair their would have been a golf style handicap system introduced, and if it had been, Hastings would have been the clear winner.

Vinegar: that sounds like something Hastings would say.

Lieberjosch: He's a smart man, he knows when he's been screwed, but he'll take it on the chin, and just go on and become our next World Heavyweight Champion at Infinity. A three Time World Champion, he will eclipse the rest of them.

“Ripper”

Dennis: ladies and Gentlemen the next match is scheduled for one fall, and to start off the year it's not a Robcap from this author. Introducing first....DOOOOOOOOONNNNNNOOOOOOVVVVVAAAANNN HHHHAAAASSSTTTTIIIINNNGGGSSSS!!!

Vinegar: he looks as confident as ever, but then I've enver seen Donovan seem anything but confident.

Lieberjosch: Why would he? He has faith that his destiny is set, that any setbacks were simply just meant to be.

Vinegar: Well he could have a set abck here, if he doesn't focus he' could find himself at the end of a defeat to a very dangerous woman indeed.

Lieberjosch: She's certainly handy with a weapon or two, but this sin't a match being fought under garbage rules, it won't do her any good.

Vinegar: Donovan Hastings is not the only person who knows how to manipulate a match, Abigail Knight is surprisingly good at finding a weapon for use in any situation. It's what she's done for much of her life.

Lieberjosch: What are you insinuating? You should just come right out an say it.

Covert Jay: At this point I'll interject and say the reason I am so quiet is that it's early in the year and I really haven't observed much so far in which I can make a witty, flippant or insightful remark.

Vinegar: Thanks for Sharing. The lively group in the front row have been loudly heckling Donovan Hastings, what is it they were chanting?

Lieberjosch: 'Where's your I-Pad?'

Vinegar; That doesn't even make sense, this is usually your department Jay, you're 'down' with the fans.

Covert Jay: It doesn't take a Ninja to deduct that they are drunk.

Vinegar: Donovan giving them a wide birth, and I don't blame him they're not exactly small, they look like amateur MMA guys to me.

Lieberjosch: Trust me, they're 'roid monkeys, tghey can never take their drink.

Vinegar: When did we start allowing drinks in the arena?

Lieberjosch: Since...well...forever? You really think sober people would get excited when Alex Kiseragi speaks?

'Shiner'

Dennis: And his opponent, ABBBBBIIIIGAAAAIIIILLLLL KKKKKNNNNIIIIIGGGHHTTTTMMMMAAARRRRREEEE!!!

Vinegar: Abigail looking to erase the disappointment of Horizons with a big win in her first match of 2012, a win over the Two-Time World Heavyweight Champion would go a long way to getting her that Chaos Championship rematch.

Lieberjosch: I hate that division, but if we're going to be honest she is certainly a better fit for that than Paul Cockatoo.

Vinegar: He's held that title before, and he deserves a chance to prove himself before you make judgements like that.

Lieberjosch: let him prove it again against Abigail, it's ludicrous a rematch hasn't already been scheduled given the strange goings on with the man with the hat and the judges.

Vinegar: What are you talking about?

Lieberjosch: Horizons. The miscarriage of justice that occurred.

Covert Jay: he's thinking about Amir Khan, a boxer who has disputed his loss...

Lieberjosch: Do you know what that match cost me....

Vinegar: So it bears no relevance to Abigail Knight?

Lieberjosch: Of course it does, we can't just stand back and watch miscarriages of justice such as these.

Vinegar: How was Abigail Knight screwed?

Lieberjosch: It's a metaphor.

Vinegar: For what?

Lieberjosch: If you have to ask, you do not deserve to know.

Covert Jay: Did you bet on the Chaos Title match at Horizons?

Vinegar: Abi is squaring up to the drunken fans, and they are giving her some abuse, but she's giving it right back. Everyone else has ignored them so far, but Abigail is giving them as good as they've got, she's got one hell of a mouth on her.

Lieberjosch: that's what happens when you raise your children somewhere like Buttfuck, South Carolina.

Vinegar: Well she's ready for the match now, seemingly had enough of the loud fans, but they're not deterred, what are they chanting now?

Covert Jay; They're asking in a crass way if she was eevr sexually molested as a child.

Vinegar: Ah...

Lieberjosch: That would explain why she has just turned and leapt over the guard rail, taken a bottle of bear from the one I will call the ringleader, smashed it on one of his friends heads, and is now jamming the 'ringleaders' head inside his chair and closing it on him whilst repeatedly smashing the face of one of his friends with her free hand.

Covert Jay: I think that would explain that. It may also explain why she is telling them that although she was not, in fact, sexually molested as a child, that that is NOT the sort of thing you should joke about, and that it's degrading that they would only chant such a thing at a female competitor.

Vinegar: And that would also justify the fact she is now ensuring these uncivilised men have little chance of breeding whilst she stamps on their crotches.

Covert jay: It is unfortunate however that a number of security guards have got caught in her own brand of judicial proceedings, a few have taken stray elbows and fists and are lying unconscious across the laps of other members of the front row.

Vinegar: But they have now adequately placated the situation by forming a human shield and dragging the foul mouthed, but unconscious, 'fans' to safety and they restrain Abigail knight and take her away also.

Lieberjosch: Well I take it this match is a No Contest.

Vinegar: I guess so.

Lieberjosch: Woo! The first of many victories for The Lord Chief.

Vinegar: I'm not sure we can class that as a victory, Abigail Knight was subject to some horrendous abuse even before she decided to take matters into her own hands, and whilst their behaviour is indefensible, she may have crossed the line with her actions. I'm not sure she will care much herself, but I imagine the UGWC Attorney's are preparing for a long night.

Covert Jay: Look on the bright side...at least it wasn't a RobCap.

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: A tremendous evening here on Synergy, we’re happy to be back with you, and it is time now for our main event, as we continue to fill out the field of this year’s Global Challenge!

~Phucking Phreak~

The slow opening of the song plays, as Phrixus Deimos appears on the stage, his head tilted down. He slowly walks down the ramp, looking around the arena at the crowd with disgust.

Dennis: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is your main event of the evening! Introducing first, The Embodiment of Fear, PHRIXUS DEEIIIIIIIMOOOO-

Lieberjosch: Nice.

Vinegar: Mitchell Dennis interrupted by Deimos himself, as the Embodiment of Fear has snatched the microphone away, taking it with him into the ring.

Covert Jay: Fear is going to speak!

Deimos: A chapter of my career has closed. At Horizons, Freak Show Central teamed together for the final time.

The crowd jeers, and Deimos pauses for a moment to listen to it.

Deimos: I take no pleasure in what I needed to do after the match was over, but it was necessary. You see, all that Alan Fernandez has ever wanted to do is to put on a show for the fans. Whether it was LWF, UWF, UGWC, or any other place that he and I travelled together, he wanted for every fan in that arena to feel they had gotten their money’s worth from him alone. He wanted to be a paragon, a hero, and he was. Just not to you.

Phrixus points around the arena.

Deimos: I used to think you were all simply naïve. After all, I told you from day one of my arrival about the reality of Jet Somers. You didn’t want to listen. Even after he betrayed you, turned his back on those that tried to be his allies, and joined with Ooley and his department, still I doubt you would hear me. Why should I expect you to? After all, you’re the same people that cheer a serial rapist and a common whore. Yet as twisted as you all are, Alan still aspired to reach the good he saw when he looked out to the crowd. These rose-tinted glasses would have been his undoing. I’ve always protected Alan as best I could. At Horizons, I did it again. I put him out of his misery. I protected him from you.

The jeers grow even louder, and Phrixus again pauses to allow it.

Deimos: I see everyone for who they are. All of you, and everybody in the back. There’s nothing holding me back any longer. Tonight begins the Global Challenge, but the true challenge to be faced by all, is about to be Fear, himself.

Phrixus throws the microphone back to Mitchell Dennis.

Vinegar: Certainly controversial statements made by Phrixus Deimos.

Lieberjosch: I don’t see anything controversial at all, the man spoke the truth as he sees it, and it’s hard to argue with any of it.

Covert Jay: I feel like a piece of me died inside.

Lieberjosch: You smell like something died in your ass, what the hell did you eat?

Covert Jay: Nachos.

Vinegar: In any case, it is now finally time for our main event.

Lieberjosch: Kiseragi already gave his State of My Career speech earlier, so hopefully we can just get on with it.

“Teahouse” plays, and Alex Kiseragi walks out to the top of the ramp where he throws two right roundhouse kicks, each accompanied by a small pyro, followed by a split legged backflip with a larger pyro.

Covert Jay: DRRRRRRRRAAGGGONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!

Kiseragi walks down to the ring, slapping a few outstretched hands as he passes. As he approaches the ring he takes a few quick steps and jumps through the first and second ropes into a roll and up to his feet. He climbs a turnbuckle and poses for a second before backflipping off, as Deimos stares at him from across the ring.

Dennis: Ahem. The opponent, currently residing in Los Angeles, California, The Dragon, ALEX KISSSSSERRRRRRRAGGGIIIIIIII!!!!!

Vinegar: Alex Kiseragi earlier tonight declared this to be the Year of the Dragon, and that year could get off to a great start in just two weeks at Infinity, as he was the choice of Dexter Vines to compete in this year’s Global Challenge, the winner of which will be the new World Heavyweight Champion!

Lieberjosch: This was originally meant to be a qualifier match, Deimos versus Kiseragi, obviously not now that Kiseragi is already in.

Vinegar: We’ve been told that as a result only Deimos is competing for a spot in the Challenge. If Kiseragi defeats him here tonight, Phrixus Deimos will not be eligible to compete in this year’s Global Challenge.

DING DING!!

Vinegar: Glenn Burke getting the match underway, a match that will be the first for Phrixus Deimos since his partnership with Alan Fernandez was ended, and the first for Kiseragi since his brutal Dragon’s Cave Match against Donovan Hastings, both at Horizons.

Lieberjosch: Each man circling the other, Kiseragi can be very patient, Deimos wrestles a counter-based style, an interesting match-up as our first main event of the year.

Vinegar: Roundhouse kick by Kiseragi, ducked under by Deimos. Deimos with a leg sweep, easily hopped over by Kiseragi. A feint by Kiseragi, and Deimos doesn’t so much as flinch.

Lieberjosch: Each man toying with the other, waiting for an opening.

Vinegar: Shuffle side kick by Kiseragi, caught by Deimos, spins Kiseragi around and ducks a clothesline, fireman’s carry!

Covert Jay: Kis rolls right off it, hits the ropes, counters a hip toss attempt into one of his own, but Fear twists into a drop toe hold, and both men roll away from the other back to their feet!

Vinegar: This sold-out crowd appreciating the exchange, as the two begin circling again.

Lieberjosch: Deimos ducks under a spinning wheel kick, catches Kiseragi in a waistlock.

Covert Jay: But the Dragon reverses into one of his own, runs them into the ropes, uses the momentum to roll back into a pinning predicament!





ONE!!!





TWO!!!





Vinegar: Deimos kicks out!

Lieberjosch: Kiseragi to his feet, springboards into a crossbody, sidestepped by Deimos!

Vinegar: Deimos goes to whip Kiseragi into the corner, reversed by Kiseragi, who gives chase!

Covert Jay: FAINTING!!!

Vinegar: Deimos exploding out of the corner with the corkscrew moonsault, grabs the leg for a cover!





ONE!!!





TWO!!!





Vinegar: Kiseragi kicks out!

Lieberjosch: Both men to their feet, Deimos going for the Numbing!

Covert Jay: Dragon elbows out, hits a DRRRAAAGGGONNNNNN Suplex!!

Vinegar: A release suplex, Kiseragi rolling to the corner, waving Deimos back to his feet!

Covert Jay: YARI KICK!!!

Lieberjosch: Deimos sidesteps, drops to the mat and pulls Kiseragi into a school boy!





ONE!!!





TWO!!!!


Vinegar: Deimos has the tights!


THREE!!!!!





Dennis: Here is your winner, qualifying for the Global Challenge, PHRIXUS DEEIIIIIMOOOSSSSS!!!!

Covert Jay: Fear wins!

Vinegar: Deimos used a handful of tights for leverage, it went undetected by Glenn Burke, and Deimos rolls right out of the ring, a satisfied look on his face as he walks up the ramp.

Lieberjosch: Kiseragi glaring at him from a seated position in the ring, but as I once wrote in Article 51, if the referee didn’t see it, it didn’t happen!

Vinegar: Earlier tonight, Alex Kiseragi declared 2012 would be the Year of the Dragon, but have we witnessed the start of the Year of Fear?

Covert Jay: Maybe. It does rhyme, after all.

Vinegar: We’ll see you next week!

[Lord Hastings]

Credits

Consortium Press Conference
T-Rob

Opener
Hastings

The Dragon Speaks
A-Kis

Cooperative Match
Hastings

Getting the Band Back Together
T-Rob

Fatal Fourway
Moss

New Faces
Remi & Vaughn

Hastings versus Knight
T-Rob

Fear Segments
Deimos

Main Event
Hastings

[EZRA]

Hrm... interesting happenings here, folks. Awesome start to the new year. The Global Challenge just got even more interesting than usual. I'm diggin' it.

Vaughn.. Remi.. welcome aboard, broskis.

[Alex Kiseragi]

Cool show. I dunno about anyone else but I saw the big announcement coming, though I still enjoyed how it was handled.

Remi and Vaughn seem like cool additions.

Surprised how short the first cycle is but I always enjoy Infinity so the less waiting is fine by me.