Jon: "Good morning ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to Bloodbath '98. I'm Jon Marx, and my beautiful assistant today is..." [looks over at his partner]
"...Hey! What happened to Hanah?" Cyris vs Masked Superstar The lights begin to flash and Fireworks begin to spray off each side of the entrance ramp... and Suddenly over the PA "Welcome to the Jungle" by Guns 'n' Roses" begins to play and out from the back steps the manthey call Cyris.... the crowd goes nuts and begins to chant DI, DI, DI, DI except for the IOV fans who are booing and throwing all types of objects Cryris's way. Cyris slowly begins to stroll down they isleway. Once at ringside he begins to pace around for a few seconds trying to determine who this masked man is.... as he begins to get in the ring the masked man jumps over the guardrail and had a baseball bat in hand. As Cyris climbs up on the apron his back is met with a hard overheadcrack from the bat sending him tumbling backwards and down to the concrete floor below. As the bat falls to the concrete, The referee signals for the bell and the match is underway!!!! The masked man appears to have a tightly fit red and black mask with the letters DR on each side of the face. The Masked man reaches down, and grabs Cyris by the head and hits him with a hard European Uppercut sending him flying backwards hard into the pole.... Cyris head bounces off the pole and asickening thud is heard as he hits the concrete floor face first....
Cyris slightly unconscious appears to be half conscious..... The Masked Man walks over and picks him off of the ground and rolls him under the bottom rope and begins to climb up onto the apron. As the masked man stands on the opposite side of the Apron, Cyris quickly gets to his knees still a little dazed but ramps up very hard and knocks the wind completely out of the masked man sending him flying off of the apron coughing heavily and he slams against the Concrete Floor. Cyris gets to his feet, and grabs ahold of the top rope and jump and .... Original Krimez vs Southern Pride DawgBone: Like i told you people before, the Vicious Circle has nowhere else
to go but up! And guess what? we're growing every single day. Sure,
you'll probably say that D.I. and I.O V. will still rule and we are the
underdogs. But that's cool with us, underdogs are always the ones who
are meaner, nastier and fights dirtier then anyone else. And who
better to represent us then these 2 sons of bitches!! I present to
you, E-Legal Itaki and B-Ware Stanz! The newest additions to the Vicious
Circle!!Partners in Krime!!!! O.G. Johnson vs Shane Sanders (A hush dies down over the crowd as the lights begin to dim, and the
thousands of screaming fans
begin yelling and screaming as a remix of the "UFC Theme" begisn to play
and Out from the back and onto the entraceway steps Shane Sanders. As
SS steps out onto the walks way rockets begin to spray in a line and he
raises an arm as the fans are chanting "DR Sucks, DR Sucks, DR
Sucks!!!!" Once SS reaches the ringside area he walks around the ring
slowly veiwing it over and after a few seconds he hops onto the apron
and ducks under the tope rope...... Then Suddenly SS music beings to
fade and over the PA starts
""I Bring the Pain" by Method Man." begins to play and out of the back
steps O.G. Johnson. A loud cheer of boooos!!! can be heard around the
arena, probably due to the many sign being held around the arena saying
IOV and DI country. O.G. slowly strolls down to ring and eyes SS
cautiously as he begins to make the decsent up the stairs leading to the
ring. OG pops over the top rope and lands into the ring. after a few
seconds the Referree signals and the match is underway!!!!) Drifter vs Ray Anthony through the arena as Ray 5' 7"
Ray Anthony comes out of the entranceway to a most reaction from the fans. He
quickly jogs down to the ring, climbs in, raises an arm in the air and waits
in the corner for his opponent.
"Riders on the Storm" by the Doors comes over the Silver Dome's P.A. system as
the Drifter emerges from the back. He is wearing a Death Row T-shirt that
says "We will survive" on the back. He raises his arms in the air and
receives a good cheer from the DR loyalists. He slowly walks down to the
ring, removes his shirt and jumps into the ring as the match begins.
The two men circle the ring, Anthony, the smaller man, not wanting to lock up
immediately. Drifter runs at Anthony, who sidesteps him. Drifter rebounds
off the ropes and is met by a dropkick to the face. Drifter looks enraged and
runs at Anthony again, but this time is met with a drop toehold. Ray quickly
moves up towards the Drifter's upper body and locks on an arm bar.
Drifter slowly starts to make his way to his feet. Anthony is on his tip toes
trying to keep the hold on. Drifter picks up his smaller opponent with the
other arm for a scoop slam. RA holds on tightly and Drifter is taken back
down. Ray continues to apply pressure to Drifter's arm.
Drifter makes his way back up to his feet again, but this time shoves Anthony
off, sending him into the ropes. Ray Anthony comes back and attempts a cross
body block on the bigger man. Drifter catches him and slams him down hard
onto the mat again. Anthony gets up holding his back. Drifter runs at him,
nailing him with a clothesline, sending him over the top rope and onto thefloor.
Drifter follows him out, grabs a hold of him and Irish whips Anthony into the
ring barrier. He then picks him up again and drops him throat first of the
railing. Anthony rolls around the floor in agony as Drifter lays the boots to
him. Drifter lifts Anthony over his shoulder and runs him at the ring post.
Ray slides out of the way and Drifter nails the post face first.
Ray slides the bigger man into the ring and the mounts the top rope. Ray
flies off and hits a leg drop. Ray drops down for the cover, but Drifter
throws him off after the one count. Drifter staggers to his feet and is met
by repeated punches to face and chest. Ray sends Drifter into the rops and
nails an enziguri, nailing Drifter in the face once more and sending him to
the mat.
Anthony deftly climbs up to the top rope and Drifter staggers once more to his
feet. Ray jumps off attempting a flying hurricanranna, but is caught by
Drifter and power bombed hard down to the canvas. Drifter then picks up a
limp Ray Anthony and set's him up for what may be a piledriver. No. Drifter
locks both of Ray's arm in a double under hook and nails the Highway Robbery.
Drifter covers Anthony for the easy…1…2…3. Drifter grabs a microphone.
Drifter: This was the first step towards the new era of DR. Ray Anthony was
just the first to feel the pain of the highway Robbery. At the next Wednesday
Night Warfare, I once again get my hands on the "Extreme Egomaniac" Chris
Douglas. Douglas, this is just a taste of what is going to happen to you.
Suddenly Chris Douglas emerges from the entrance way with a microphone in his
hand.Chris Douglas: Keep talking, you stinky hobo. Last time we met, you got
lucky. I was kind of tired form the EWWF tourney and all the other things
going on, but enough with excuses Drifter, next week your fat ass is mine.
Drifter: All you ever do is talk, Douglas. Last time we wrestled I took it
easy on you, but not this time.
Someone jumps out of the crowd. It's the "Train." He slides into the ring
with a chair in his hand. Drifter does not see him and the "Train" sneaks up
behind Drifter as he is yelling at Douglas and nails him across the back of
the knee with the side of the chair. Drifter's knee buckles and he crumbles
to the mat in a heap. The "Train" rears back with the chair and cracks
Drifter square in the face causing blood to spray from his nose and mouth.
Douglas enters the ring and continues taunting Drifter as the "Train" nails
Drifter across Drifter's knee. Drifter shrieks in pain.
Douglas: That's right, you piece of shit. That's just a small does of what
you're going to get next week (Douglas spits on Drifter). Come on "Train",
hold his leg.
The "Train" holds Drifter's leg and places the chair across his knee as
Douglas climbs to the top tope. He jumps off hitting a leg drop onto the
chair. A loud crunch is heard and Drifter begins screaming in agony. The
"Train" and Douglas begin laughing and raise their hands as the pro-DI fans go
wild.
The Two DI members leave the ring as security and EMTs come out to attend to
Drifter.
Xavier vs Violent Dark Come with me by Puff Daddy begins to play over the PA. Xavier peeks his head
from around the entrance and jumps out. He throws both of his hands in the
air and walks down the ramp. He is taking his time as he begins to argue with
each fan. Chants of "Get in the ring" begin. Xavier finds a folding chair
and sits down in the aisle. "Xavier sucks" begins. Violent Dark comes
running from backstage and pulls the chair out from under Xavier. The crowd
cheers as Xavier grabs his butt in pain. VD folds the chair and smashes it
over Xavier's head. Xavier goes down. VD lifts the chair high in the air and
motions to the crowd. Chants of "Chocolate" come from the crowd. VD motions
as if he is going to hit an audience member, who is directly taunting him. VD
swings the chair back but it is caught by Xavier. He rips the chair out of
his hand and throws it down. Xavier kicks VD in the stomach, then picks him
up. He hits VD with a cradle DDT on to the chair. Xavier grabs VD by the
hair and drags him to the outside of the ring. Xavier punches him once in the
face and then picks VD and hits a german suplex on the concrete. Xavier goes
over to the steel steps and pulls them away from the side. He then places
VD's head between the stairs and the ring. HE pushes the steel steps agianst
the head of VD and takes a step back. He licks his finger and throws it in
the air. He takes a big step then boom! He was going for a 50 yard field
goal on that kick. VD grabs his head and begins rolling on the floor in pain.
Xavier uickly jumps into the ring and then the bell finally rings. THe ref
immedittely goes for the countout. One....Two....Three....Four...VD rolls in
underneath the bottom rope just to be met with repeated kicks to the head.
Xavier drops to his knees and is slapping the face of VD. He grabs VD by the
hair and lifts him to his feet. He whips VD into the far ropes and ducks his
head waiting for VD to return. But VD hangs on to the ropes! He goes for his
own field goal and blasts Xaviers face and Xavier drops to the mat in a bloody
mess. VD grabs Xavier's legs and looks to the crowd for approval. The ref
motions not to low blow Xavier. VD falls back and slingshots Xavier over the
top rope on to the floor. This has no effect on Xavier. He comes running
back on to the apron. He leaps over the top rope but is met with a
clothesline. Xavier is put on his butt again. But gets right back up. He
pushes VD and the two stare off, they exchange a few words. Xavier slaps VD
inthe face. VD turns around and quickly comes back with a tornado punch.
Xavier is down. Vd drops a quick elbow then gets back to his feet. VD stands
up Xavier and throws him into the ropes. VD picks him and Spinebuster. He
gets up and quickly bounces off the ropes and connects with a knee to the gut.
Xavier is doubled over in pain. VD kicks Xavier in the back. He picks up
Xavier and puts him in a piledriver. Xavier is laying there motionless. VD
rolls to the outside and gets a table. He throws it into the ring landing on
Xavier. He gets another table and throws it in landing on Xavier again. VD
gets back into the ring and sets up the first table. VD then goes picks up
Xavier and gives him a swinging neck breaker. VD sets up the second table on
top of the first. VD picks up Xavier and slides him in between the two
tables. VD goes to the top rope and does a double stomp on to the top table
that shatters and breaks right on Xavier and goes through the second table
too. Xavier is laying in between two broken tables. VD is laying on the
ground holding his right knee. VD crawls over to the far corner and lifts
himself up to his feet. He hobbles over to Xavier but is met with a half of
the table by Xavier. Xavier pops to his feet and runs over VD and connects
with the People's elbow drop. He then hops on to the top turnbuckle waiting
for VD to get to his feet. He finally does but is greeted with a Missile
dropkick. Xavier screams to the crowd that it is for the Rated X. He is
bouncing off of one rope waiting to for VD to get to his feet. VD slowly
rises and then Xavier comes running and grabs VD's neck. BUt VD pushes Xavier
off and he flies off. Xavier is tanglesd between two ropes. VD takes
Xavier's shoulders and slam them to the mat. VD gets to the top turnbuckle
and hits a froggy splash. He drags VD to the center of the ring and hits him
with a powerbomb. VD goes for the cover. One...Two...Thr...NO...Xavier kicks
out and rolls on to his back. VD jumps off the rope and hits a moonsault from
the second rope. VD rolls him over and goes for the pin. One...NO! Xavier
kicked out in a hurry. VD picks Xavier up and German Suplexes him on to the
remaining table shards...One...two...Three!!!!!!
Capital Punishment vs Scotty Jaguar A camera shows a plane taking off, then cuts to inside it. The inside is gutted, no seats, no
overhead compartment, just a fuselage and two doors. On one side, the side nearest the cockpit,
is Capital Punishment. He walks out, looking intently at the other side. Out stumbles Scotty
Jaguar. Capital wastes no time, clotheslining Jaguar to the floor. Jaguar stands and makes a
weak attempt at a shoulder block, but Capital moves out of the way. He shakes his head and
stands by one of the exits. Jaguar charges, half heartedly, and nearly hits Cappy... but he
moves out of the way and kicks the emergency release... The door blows off it's frame, and
Jaguar teeters at the edge... Capital hits an Enzuigiri, which launches Jaguar out of the plane.
Bushido vs Violence Inc "Princes of the Universe" plays in the parking lot, as Bushido walks down a phalanx of cares,
lights bright on them. Jay Lange, in the lead, wears a red kung fu style top with black loose
fitting pants with kanji running down the side, "bu" "shi" and "do". Behind him, Steve Daye
wears a similar outfit, with a gold kung fu top. Violence Incorporated is in the ring of cars
already, staring with unabashed hatred at the EWA Tag Team champs. Daye stays in, as does the
taller of the two on the other team, what ever their names are, it's not THAT important, really.
Daye whips the other man into a car, and INSTANTLY his partner comes in. Lange tries to make the
save, but the referee, who didn't see both men attacking Daye, keeps Lange out of the ring!
Suddenly, a whistling sound is heard, and a shape is barely seen falling, screaming... it's...
SCOTTY JAGUAR!! In an unbelievable coincidence, Both men have just dropkicked Daye out of the
way and are now on the ground, right under the falling... make that fallen Jaguar!! Daye stands,
blinks, then starts to laugh. Lange makes his way to the three men, checking pulses all around.
He clucks his tongue and shakes his head, then looks back in surprise as Jaguar begins to move!!
Cameraman, are you getting what he's saying?!Jaguar: H.. help me... pain...
Lange looks at him, then narrows his eyes. He lifts Jaguar by the collar, causing him to
whimper. He drops him, then leans really close on the ground.
Lange: Don't worry, Scotty... I'll help you... I'll stop the pain.
At this he takes Jaguar's head in his hands and twists hard. A loud crack is heard, and the
referee faints. Lange stands up, brushes his hands off, and walks away. Daye looks over the two
bodies, then also walks away. The EMT's come out and announce all three men dead. As if we
couldn't tell by the blood that spewed from one's nose, the other man bing crushed, and Jaguar's
neck snapping!
Aaron: "Sweet Jesus, Jaguar hurled out of
the sky like a bullet. Man it looks like a scene from Jeffrey Dahmers old place out in the parking lot. Well, I'm sure all I.R.O.N. vs D.I.
ring with a bag. He goes up to the ring and hands the bag to the referee.
The referee goes over to the side of the ring and instructs four men to come
in and help replace the ropes. The men open up the bag and take out some
barbwire. They begin to replace the ropes as the camera moves up above, where
you can see two 10 x 10 foot cages. These are for the members of the match.
The members of DI go in one cage and the members of I.R.O.N. go in another.
Once both members of the team are up in there, THE CAGE EXPLODES! The camera
pans down and the crewmembers are getting out of the ring as "Better than You"
starts to play over the loudspeaker. The fans go wild as Cyris and Chris
Douglas of Devastation, Inc. walk down to the ring. They are carrying a
glass table. On top of the table is a huge speaker, an iron, a big wooden
door, a sledgehammer, and a bag of thumbtacks. They set the table down by the
ring and pick up the weapons. They walk into the ring and throw them in the
corner. Cyris is still holding the sledgehammer and Chris Douglas is holding
the speaker. Suddenly the Former Soviet Anthem plays as Ivan Markov and Adolf
Lerman walk out. They are not carrying any weapons. They get into the ring
rather quickly. Adolf takes the microphone. The Train vs Johnny Sledge
member of the best force in wrestling, D.I., give a beating like none
another, and flush
the Sledge from the gutter, so that it is gone, once and for all. Thankyou.”
He throws the mic down as he grabs the bullrope and puts it on aroundhis neck.
"Epic" by Faith No More begins to play the crowd goes nuts.
Johnny Sledge comes out slowly and the chant, "Welcome back!" can be
heard all the
way back to the nosebleed seats as he makes his way to the ring. He has
a look ofabsolute determination on his face.
He looks more focused then I have ever seen him. He is putting the
bullrope around hisneck, the ref checks it out, and signals for the bell.
Sledge looks up in time to see the Train running at him, he ducks and
hits him with a
shoulder block to the abs, and now he is sending him out of the ring
with a back body
drop, all the way to the floor. I have only one word to describe that.Ouch.
Train is still down, and what is sledge doing. He has moved to the
other side of the ring,
and is starting to pull the bull rope, and yes, now it is lifting Train
up ! He is chokinghim with that bullrope.
Train gets to his feet, and pulls himself up to the apron, still facing
the crowd. Sledge
walks to steps towards him, yanks all the slackout of the rope, and runs
away, my god,
train gets brought into the ring by being flipped over the top rope byhis neck.
Train leaps to his feet now, and looks at Sledge who is smiling now.
The Train walks up
to his face, and the are nose to nose now, and now they start going back
and forth withpunches, hard right by Train, now by Sledge, Train, Sledge, Train,
Sledge, Train, oh,
Train blocks and goes right to a side headlock, and now he is punching
with the right and
cradeling his head with his left arm. Train grabs his head with both
hands and sends hishead off of his knee.
Train is in controll now, and he starts climbing the ropes, Sledge
recovers quickly
though, and yanks him down by the bullrope. He is using the rope well
this match.Sledge and Train get up at the same time, and they lock horns, Train
slides around him
and gets him into position for a perfect bellie to back suplex. He
releases him, and
Sledge lands right on his head. Train jumps to his feat and runs over
and starts kicking
him in the ribs. Sledge is really taking a beating. Train pulls him up
to his feet. Oh my,
he is locking him in for a powerbomb. He picks him up. Wham ! Trainclearly in
control now. He picks him up, and look at this power, he is going for a
guerilla press
slam. He does it with ease. Sledge is looking like he has been off for
too long to come
back and try to wrestle anyone the caliber of the Train. Train picks
him up and he is
setting him up on the turnbuckle. He climbs to the second rope, he is
going for asuperplex, wow, what impact !
He is signalling to the crowd that it is over, and he picks Sledge up,
and slings him over
his shoulder. He climbs the rope, and here comes the Train Wreck. Boom
! He goes forthe cover. One, Two, Three. The ref signals to the time keeper to
start the thirty second
clock. The Train is looking down at him, laughing. We are up to ten
seconds. Train is
shouting out to the crowd “it’s too easy being this good.” We are up to
twenty andSledge has not budged. The only movement that we see from him is his
chest movingfrom the breathing.
The clock hits the thirty second mark, and the ref begins the the
count. Sledge’s eyes
are open now. He is lifting an arm. The ref is up to three. The Train
is looking on
laughing. Sledge has rolled to his stomach now. The count is at six. Sledge tries to push himself to his feet, but collapses under his own weight. The ref reaches ten, and signals for the bell.
Jerry Michaels vs Dean McGrath vs PimpDaddy J The camera pans across the Silver Dome and then to the ring. You can see
several ring attendants wearing heavy leather gloves wrapping barb wire around
the ring ropes preparing for the next match. They just finish up as "Smack My
Bitch Up" by Prodigy begins to play. PDJ enters the arena carrying his pimp
stick and receives a good cheer from the fans as he enters the ring Irish Rebel vs Jeremy Taylor There is no music as the Irish Rebel comes out from behind the curtain. He doesn’t seem to be in the best condition for this match. What is that in his hand? As the camera focuses onto the object, it is revealed to be a can of Guinness. So that explains the condition of the Irish Rebel, he has fallen off of the wagon. Rebel finally makes it to the ring in the drunken stupor that he is in and finishes off his beer. He then throws the can to the ground before stumbling up the ring stairs and into the ring. The crowd sees what shape the Irish Rebel is in, and quickly start up with the chants of, "Off the wagon!" John Kendall vs Demon {{ We are taken to the top of the Pontiac Silverdome. The crowd has gathered
outside to see the loser fall to his death. Inside the house is packed
watching the jumbotron. We are taken to the top via helicopter and inside is
EWA interviewer Mike Timmons and John Kendal....as they reach the top of the
high building.....we see that Demon is laying on the top of the dome
already...awaiting his opponent. The helicopter hovers above the roof about 4
feet away and Kendal jumps down and immediatley....Demon charges him....}} Lonewolf vs Connor Chambers for the N.A. cyber title The fans sit in anticipation, awaiting the start of the next match. The
ring announcer comes into the ring with a mic in hand.
R.A.: Ladies and gentlemen this next contest is for the EWA North American
Cyber Championship. The first contestant stands at 6'1, weighing in at 235
pounds. Accompanied by Dingo, ladies and gentlemen, Lonewolf!!!
A long howl rings throughout the arena, followed by classical music.
Lonewolf comes out with Dingo at his side and a determined look on his
face. He enters the ring, stands on the second turnbuckle, and lets out a
long howl, drawing a small pop from the fans.
R.A.: And his opponent, he also stands 6'1, and weighs in at 225 pounds.
The first ever EWA North American Cyber Champion, and a member of
Devastation, Inc., ladies and gentlemen, Connor Chambers!!!
"Around the World" by Daft Punk is heard, as Chambers comes out of the
entryway...crawling? Loud laughter is heard from the fans as Chambers
stands up and sprints towards the ring and runs around it twice. He stops,
takes a fans Coke, and spills it over his own head! He then jumps in the
ring and tackles Lonewolf down and bites him in the nose! Lonewolf is
squirming around, screaming and trying to escape CC's grasp. CC finally
gets up and his mouth is covered with blood. Lonewolf rolls out of the
ring, his face also drenched in his own blood. CC runs across the ring, and
executes a suicide senton splash, not onto Lonewolf, but onto the ring
announcer! Lonewolf takes this chance to catch CC off guard. He grabs a
chair, and smacks CC across the back three times. He then picks CC up and
throws him in the ring. He follows CC in, comes up behind him and hits a
belly-to-back suplex. He runs off the ropes and drops a leg across CC's
throat. Lonewolf jumps back up and goes up top, and hits a moonsault! 1, 2,
no. He picks CC up by the hair, Irish whips him, and elevates him to the
outside! He then climbs the ropes again, and hits an elbow drop onto CC's
chest. He then takes a chair and commes up to CC, but is kicked in the
groin, and falls. CC slowly stands up, and stomps repeatedly on Lonewolf's
head. He then turns around and grabs a fans foot-long hot dog! He looks as
Lonewolf, smiles, and starts whipping him across the back with the hot dog!
Chambers then lets out a mocking howl, and takes a bite of the hot dog! He
tosses it aside, picks Lonewolf up, Piledriver's him, and throws him back
in the ring. Connor goes to the top rope, and hits a splash. He then turns
Lonewolf over and locks in a Camel Clutch. Lonewolf struggles to reach the
ropes and CC laughs maniacally.
CC releases the hold, lets Lonewolf stand up, then knocks him back down
with a spinning heel kick. He lets him up again, and clotheslines him back
down. He then climbs to the top rope, howls, and does a moonsault to the
outside, landing on Dingo! CC stands up and laughs in Dingo's face.
Lonewolf sees this, goes outside, grabs a chair and dents it over CC's
head. He then removes the padding, drags CC's limp body off of Dingo, and
hits a Brainbuster on the concrete! He then picks CC up and whips him into
the steel railing, and rolls him back in the ring. He picks CC up, DDTs
him, and covers him. 1, 2, thr--no! He picks CC up for a vertical suplex,
but CC turns it into a small package! 1, 2, thre--NO! Both men hop to their
feet simultaneously, but CC pokes Lonewolf in the eyes, and kicks him the
crotch, making Lonewolf double over. CC then sets Lonewolf up in Powerbomb
position, but falls to his own knees, slamming Lonewolf's face into the
mat. He picks Lonewolf up and hits a running front-face DDT! 1, 2, thr--no!
CC drags Lonewolf up again, and takes him to the top rope. He climbs up,
and hits a hurracanrana off the top rope! He then brings a chair in, goes
back up top, and hits a shooting star press while holding the chair to his
chest! Both men lay prone on the mat. CC rolls to his stomach, crawls to
Lonewolf, and lays an arm across his chest. 1, 2, thre-NO! Dingo put
Lonewolf's foot over the bottom rope. CC now starts blatantly choking
Lonewolf. The ref counts to 5, but CC refuses to release the hold, so the
ref pulls him off. CC gets in the ref's face and lets out another howl.
This gives Lonewolf a chance to come up behind CC and give him a German
suplex into a bridge! 1, 2, thr--no!
Lonewolf picks up the chair, lays it across CC's face and drops an elbow
over it. He then picks CC up, and hits a Death Valley Driver onto the
chair! 1, 2, three--NO!!! CC brought his shoulder up just in time! Lonewolf
picks him up for another Death Valley Driver, but CC rolls him into a
crucifix! 1, 2, th--no. Lonewolf jumps up but gets karate chopped in the
throat. CC runs at him and hits a crossbody block. 1, 2, no. Both men stand
up, but CC once again pokes Lonewolf in the eyes, and hits him with a
double-arm DDT! He goes to the top, and does a front flip into a guillotine
legdrop! He covers, 1, 2, three--NO!!! Dingo once again lays Lonewolf's
foot across the rope! CC sees it this time, and before Dingo runs away, CC
pulls him to the ring apron by the hair, and suplexes him in. He takes
Dingo to the top rope, and executes a release powerbomb to the outside
floor! Chambers, who is still on the top rope, looks down to Dingo
laughing. But Lonewolf looks up, lays the chair in position, climbs up
behind CC and hits him with a reverse DDT onto the chair! CC's head is
busted open, and blood is spilling all over the mat! Lonewolf lets out a
howl, and locks CC in the Midnight Howl! The ref comes closer to check on
CC, as the camera zooms in and we see CC laughing! CC laughs, lets out a
long howl, then passes out! Lonewolf is the winner!
Joe Timmons - "Welcome EWA fans....... I hope you are enjoying this hell of a night here in Detroit Michigan!!!!!! We are live coming to you from the Pontiac Silverdome, and as promised at this time the EWA has a treat in store for each and everyone of you........... I would like to welcome and call down to ring A man who has proven himself to be one of the all time greats here in the EWA, and the EWA Battle Ground Team Captain....and a member of IOV!!!! Capitallllllllllllllllllllllll Punishment!!!!!!!!! Liquid Nitrogen Battle Royal Music starts. Who cares what it is, because there are so many wrestlers in this practically main
event match, the only music that will play is Trapped Under Ice by Metallica, so there. The
audience around the entrance is cheering loudly, as security hands a parcel to select people.
The people look inside and laugh, and as the first person gets down, we see that is Dave Slater!
One group in the audience attacks Dave, and when they separate, the security doing NOTHING to
stop him, he's in red tights with a big red dog's head... he looks like Clifford the giant dog!
The next person to come down is Bishop. Another group attacks him and we hear a struggle and an
odd buzzing sound. When it separates, leaving him in a blue uniform with gold trim and a giant M
sketched over his left eye! His eye is swollen from the M tattoo.
Next up is Da Pigg, and once again, the audience jumps him. The other wrestlers, being fed up,
come out. Iron Man Mike Steele, Nate Walker, Suburban Knight, "The Bomber" Billy Thompson,
Death, E&M Express, Ryan Starr, King Nothing, Ricky Stevens, Johnny Larz, Justin Erickson, and
Jason Storm come out, but MORE audience members flood forward and soon all the wrestlers are
engulfed in a mass of audience.
Soon, one member is kicked out. It's Nate Walker. He looks pretty bloody, and he's got a walker
wrapped around him. He staggers to the ring, fighting the walker off. Next out is Justin
Erickson, Johnny Larz, Ricky Stevens, and E&M Express. E&M Express are now dressed as delivery
people, but the other three just have Dunce caps on. Suddenly, a large shape in pink gets thrown
out... the shape is moving... it's standing... it's... PORKY PIG!! No... it's DA PIGG, dressed
as Porky!! As he staggers out, a man in a suit of armor is rolled out. He stands, falls, then
stands again, and we see he also has a golf shirt stretched over the breastplate... it's
Suburban Knight! Suddenly, a man with a big foam star on his head rolls to the ring, followed
closed behind to another large rolling black sphere with what looks like a wick. Next out, in a
moldy brown robe and carrying a scythe comes Death himself, dressed as... Death himself... And
then a man in a gold and red tinfoil costume, looking like Marvel Comic's Iron Man. Also, at the
same time, comes out what looks to be a rather ugly woman with white hair, a silver tinfoil
suit, and brown skin... oh... I see... it's Storm... Jason Storm, that is, dressed as Marvel's
Storm, and just for the hell of it, I'm going to say Storm again: Storm. Out, last, but
certainly least, is King Nothing dressed in.. OH GROSS!
All of the men are thrown into the ring, and the plexiglass cage is lowered. A lever can be seen
on the side of the of the ring, with a wire leading up to a HUGE tank labeled "Liquid Nitrogen".
The wrestlers in the ring stare at the tank, their minds seeming to go numb, then start to
struggle out of their costumes. Suddenly, "Dare to be Stupid" by "Weird Al" Yankovic plays, and
WyldChylde walks down to the ring, watches the wrestlers with a look of disgust on his face. He
holds a mic to his face and addresses the crowd.
Wyld: How many of you came out here to see death and destruction?
The crowd goes nuts.Wyld: And how many of you are getting it?!The crowd boos.
Wyld: I'm... gonna DO somethin' about that!
The crowd cheers as, with great fanfare, Wyld walks to the lever... he puts his hands on the
lever.. Da Pigg sees this, and screams... all the wrestlers are moving to the sides of the cage,
trying to get free... OH MY GOD!!! Wyld just pulled the lever!! The tank begins to loose it's
cargo! OH THE HUMANITY!! All of the wrestlers begin to writhe in agony, flash freezing before
our eyes in a steaming gush!!
Suddenly, the tank breaks loose! Wyld cries out, "INCOMING!" And dashes up the ramp, along with
most of the front row. The tank crashes down, shattering the cage, the men, and the ring to tiny
itty bitty bits!!
{Fade to Canary Yellow}
Aaron: "Sorry ace, Hanah is taking a little vacation right now. It's time for the EWA and the
fans to hear from the Prez for once."
Jon: "God damnit, I was really looking forward to feeling her up too. Oh well, so,
boss, hows things up in the front office?"
Aaron: "Hahaha, she does have a nice rack doesn't she?? Oops, did I just say that,
great now they're be some damn 400 page report all over the internet about me and my sexual
attention with Hanah."
Jon: "Yeah, okay, great, whatever. Now, tell me, some of these matches tonight
must have cost a pretty penny to set up. What was the budget for this Pay Per View?"
Aaron: "Well, Jon I can't say the exact number that it took to bring this great fed of ours
to the great state of Michigan. But with the gate and merchandise profit from these 90,000 fans in
attendance the EWA will be rolling dollars after tonight. I think our accounting dept is getting hard
already."
Jon: "So, there would be plenty of money to, say, give me a raise to support my
crack habbit?"
Aaron: "Umm, lemme think about that, NO. Oh yeah I forgot to tell you that there will be
a drug testing throughout the EWA in the morning."
Jon: "Did I say crack? I meant cheap hookers. At any rate, damn." [scratches his
head] "So, if I'm reading this schedual correctly, it's time for Cyris, the birthday
boy, to face that one Masked Guy."
Aaron: "It's Cyris's birthday ?, well I'm sure the masked wonder boy will try and spoil it
for him, enough of my rambling lets get to the match."
OHHHH MY GOD Cyris just hit the Masked Man with a Jumping Gullotine Leg Drop directly on his throat once again....... The Masked Man is rolling on the ground holding his throat. Cyris a little shaken up gets to his feet and grabs the bat off of the ground and pulls back and swings as hard as he can striking the masked man in the side... a loud thud can be heard as the Masked Mans lower ribs crack..... Cyris drops the bat and rolls the masked man into the ring!!! Quickly Cyris follows the masked man into the ring and picks him up one again and hits him with a Death Valley Driver busting the Masked Man's head open slightly. The Masked Man is clearly out matched in this one. As the Masked Man get s to his feet out from the back walks.......
CAPITAL PUNISHMENT w/ a steel chair in hand.... As both men turn and watch Capital walking down to ringside they are both are distracted and stunned!!!! The Masked Man sees an opportunity and clotheslines Cyris down to the mat, and begins to pounce him swinging lefts and right... The referee begins the count. As the Masked Man stands up and pulls back to swing he belts the referee hard in the face with an elbow and knocks the referee down for the count. The ribs of the masked man can clearly show they are crushed!!! Capital makes his way down the isle and slides under the bottom rope... The crowd is in a complete and total hush.... as both Cyris and SK beaten and bloodied up have both gotten to there feet. The masked man surprisinly grins to see Capital standing in the ring with a chair and he points at Cyris and nods.... then he proceeds to remove his mask. Capital grabs the chair with both hands, cocks it back, and begins to give Cyris a cold stare... Cyris is standing in the ring very confused and puzzled as to what to do.... The curiosity of the who the Masked Man is has Cyris's mind preoccupied at the moment.... After a few seconds the Masked Man has the mask completely untied the straps and he pulls it off....
The Masked Man is
................................Pimp Daddy J!!!!!!!!!
Cyris shocked stands there pale as a ghost, and can't believe that his friend for years would have actually betrayed him and the rest of DI. As Pimp Daddy J reveals his identity he tosses the mask at Cyris who becomes very infuriated, and gets into his usual pouncing stance as if going to explode.... PDJ singles at Capital who is standing ready with the chair cocked back..... The referee appears to be still out cold.... Capital grins at Cyris and Lunges at him..... Quickly Capital spins around and WHACKKKKKK!!!! swings the chair as hard as he can and nails...........
PDJ IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD..... .
As PDJ is struck in the back of the head with the chair the full blast just busted a hugantic gash open on the top of PDJ' s head causing him to fall forward........ Cyris Catched the masked man and grabs him in a double arm position and WHAMMMMMMM nails the Death Sentence on him..... PDJ is on the ground unconscious, bleeding badly, and in deperate need of medical attention..... Capital runs over and knocks the chair out of the ring and shakes the referee..... The referee half conscious crawls over to PDJ. Cyris seeing the opportunity hops onto PDJ.....
1..........................2........................3
Winner:Cyris with help from Capital and Death Sentence
Jon: "Well, there you have it, it's not 23
spankings, but it's a good birthday for Cyris
none the less."
Aaron: "Yeah and what's the deal with the
Clap, err I mean Cap, what's he doing helping his enemy Cyris. Ahh who cares anyway."
Jon: "Next up on the list is a real jem of
a match. Southern Pride vs those guys with the funny names."
Aaron: "Hell yeah, this is the match that
will make this PPV worth the 40 bucks everyone at home paid for it." [snickers to himself]
Jon: "This match is so highly anticipated, that there is really nothing to say about it."
Aaron: "Hehehehe, well then lets get to the
ring."
(...as that's said, out come the Partners in Krime, E-Legal and B-
Ware...Southern Pride are already in the ring...as E and B step inside, Duke
and Paul attack them, and the bell is rung...Duke starts to work on E-Legal in
the corner, as the other two guys go to their respective corners...Duke has E
down in the corner, booting away at his chest area, and face...he lets up,
then pulls him to his feet, but as he's doing that, E starts to throw shots,
and gets Duke to double over with a shot to his lower stomach region...with
that, E storms out of the corner with a European uppercut, knocking Duke to
the ground...E then drops an elbow to the back of Duke's neck...he then hooks
Duke's arms under him, and drags him over to his corner, and tags in B-
Ware...B springs over the ropes, then pounds Duke's arm...he twists him around
to an arm lock, but Duke pushes him to the ropes, then hits a shoulder block
when he comes back...B stays on the ground, and Duke then goes to the
ropes...Duke jumps over B, as he lays on the ground, then B catches a drop toe
hold on a running Duke, as an illegal E jumps off the mid turnbuckle with an
Alabama Jam leg drop to the back of Duke's head...the crowd erupts, as the ref
allows the exchange of partners...E helps Duke to his feet, as he takes him to
the ropes, then whips him to the other side, Duke ducks under a clothesline
attempt, tags his partner on his way back, ducks under another wild attempt,
then as E turns around, he is swatted by a flying Psycho Paul...Paul emerges
from the apron with a springboard flying clothesline, totally leveling out E-
Legal...
...as that happens, B-Ware gets back into action, and Duke is there to greet
him...Duke and him collide, with Duke's momentum propelling them over the top
rope, to the outside...Paul lifts E back up, throws him on his shoulders, then
drives him down with a death valley driver...Paul covers, but only gets the
two...as he rises, he lifts E back up with him...he then whips E to the ropes,
lowers his head for a back body drop, but E stops, grabs a front face lock,
and lifts Paul's trunks up for a hard ass DDT!!!...the crowd erupts...Paul and
E-legal are layed out now...Duke rolls back into the ring, after smashing B-
Ware's back into the guard rail...he helps set E-Legal up for the Southern
Sunset...he takes him to the corner, and seats himself on the top rope...he
lifts E-Legal up, and sets him in, but as he is about come down, B-Ware from
the outside, trips him up, as he falls forward, dropping E to the
ground...from there, B-Ware jumps inside the ring, and goes immeidately to the
top...he leaps off for the top rope roundhouse kick, he leaps off, but Duke
drags E-legal towards him, and as much as B tried to stop, he still makes
contact with his partner, causing E to get dropped, and B land funky on his
leg...
...with that, Paul comes back over, and lifts B to his feet, and locks a front
face lock, up into a vertical suplex...when he does this, Duke comes over and
goes to the middle rope...Paul comes over with B in the air, as he comes
backwards toward Duke...Duke grabs onto him, setting him in for the Southern
Sunset...but B-Ware locks his legs onto Duke's neck, and hurracanranas him
onto the canvas...which also draws him to the ground, where he dropkicks Paul
up and over the ropes...E-Legal goes over, doubles the arm hook, and DDT's an
already unconscious Duke to the canvas, then covers for the three...)
Winner: Partners in Krimez
Jon: [snore]
Jon: "...watch out....he's got a pastry...."
Aaron: [then throws a cake at a fan near
the announcing table who's wearing a GWF
RULES!!! T-shirt.]
Jon: "....." [snore] "....pastry...."
Aaron: [grabs another pastry and whips it
and Jon who is sleeping and drooling all over the booth.]
Jon: [awakens suddenly]"Huh, wha..PASTRY!!!!!!!!!" [collapses into his chair] "What a match. It's going to take Jerry Michaels a long time to.....oh, wait,
what time it is?"
Aaron: "It's time for you to wake up to
fuckin reality, i dont pay you to sleep on the job."
Jon: "Yes you do, it's in my contract. I
get to sleep through 4 matches per event."
Aaron: "Good, lemme order 10 beers then
when you're sleeping I can piss on your head. Then we'll see who stays awake for the rest of the night."
Jon: "Right. Awake. Sanders vs Johnson, what your take?"
Aaron: "Does it really matter to anybody
which of these guys wins, I'm not in a great mood anyway, I've had sharp pains all day."
Jon: "Well, I'm sure they care. Lets
see who cares the most."
As the referree steps away OG begins on the attack almost immediately
and quickly runs in with a lariat, but it is swiftly ducked and
countered with a devistating knee to the back by SS sending OG stumbling
into the ropes and bounceing him back. SS hits OG hard to the kidneys
as he bounces off the ropes sending OG tumbling to the mat. SS picks OG
off the ground sets him up for a DDT suplex and WHAMMMM!!!! connects
perfectly with it. OG appears to be broken open on the left side of his
head and is struggling to stay conscious. SS once again grabs OG by the
head and picks him up off the mat, but this time OG counters with
several eye gouges to the face. SS grabs at his eyes as they are
burning furiously causing him to stumble a bit. Still holding his eye
SS drops his guard, and OG hops off the bottom rope and WHACKKK!!! Hits
SS with a spinning DDT causing him to fall on his neck. As the camera
pans around SS is floping a leg on the mat as if in extreme pain.... OG
grabs the top rope and takes a few seconds to regain a little strength
and lsow the match down just a bit, as blood begins to trinkle down the
side of his face and shoulder.
OG walks over to SS who is trying to get to his knees and suddenly out
from the back walks out......
Ohhhh my god!!!! Wayne the Train Rothschild. Wayne slowly begins to
make his way down to ring, he appears to be carrying a brown paper bag
with some sort of object inside. Distracted by Wayne's presence OG is
hit hard with a low blow sending him yelping to his knees. SS gets to
his feet and it appears that the welts on his sides are beginning to
fade slowly. SS picks up OG and hit him with a vicious atomic drop
sending him once again hard to the mat. OG struggles to get up..... It
appears that Train has made his way down to ring side, and he has set
the bag down next to the bell keepers table and he picks up the bell,
and continues to pace around the outside of the ring. As OG gets to his
feet and begins to crawl to the corner. Wayne yell up SS and spits at
him... this sending SS into a rage. SS dives over the top rope and
lands on Train down on the floor and begisn to hammer on him. OG gets
to his feet and bounces off the far ropes and slides under the bottom
rope with a sliding drop kick of sorts sending SS tumbling in the
guradrail face first. SS is bleeding badly from the mouth and appears
to be in severe pain. He may have cracked a few teeth... Seeing an
oppurtunity Wayne gets to his feet and wipes the sweat from his face....
OG then goes over and begins to fake a breathing problem to the referree
who now becomes distartcted!!!! Wayne runs over and repeatedly strikes
SS with the bell in the face over and over again. SS is lying
unconscious after 12 blows or so laying in a pool of snot, puss, and
blood..... Wayne grabs SS of the concrete and chucks him under the
bottom rope and throws the bell back on the table. The bell is
blatently soaked in blood...... but the referree had his back
turned.......
As OG approaches SS it appear Shane is in bad shape and knocked out. OG
picks Shane up and takes him to the top rope.... OG yells loudly and
WHAMMMMMM!!!!! He hits SS with the Leathel Injection from the Top Rope
sending SS skull slamming down on the mat. OG appears to be slightly
shaken up from the force but manages to roll an arm over the fallen
SS. The referree begins to count...............
1.......................2.............................3
ding ding ding!!!!!!!
Winner:O.G. Johnson via Waynes help and Lethal Injection
As the bell rings Wayne walks over to the ring keepers table and grabs
the mic and picks up his bag and walks around the outside of the ring
till he is at the very front of the ring and begins to speak as he looks
up at the still strugiling and bleeding O.G.
Wayne - "O.G., you and I started out here at the same time and became
friends. I'm sorry for what happened to you, but I AM a member of DI
now. Look around you O.G., Death Row is dead, so there is really no
need to be enemies. I've talked it over with everyone in DI, and there
is a home waiting for you. We can be teammates again. DR is no
more!!!!"
(Wayne reaches in the bag and grabs a DI shirt and launches it through
the ropes and it lands in front of OG. OG picks it up and holds it in
his hands as he is still kneeling on the mat. Wayne finishes.....)
Wayne - "This would be a huge 360 for your career and a wise move... DI
rolls through the stranglers OG and I would hop on the Train before it
leaves and doesn't come back. Think it over....."
(Wayne walks down the entrance ramp and back to the back!!!!)
Aaron: "See i told you, half the crowd went to the concession stands, even we were bullshitting with our own waitresses and the other half just sat there like they were blind."
Jon: "Actually, they are blind. That's
the section that was bought by that group of blind people."
Aaron: "I was wondering why the hell
20-30 dogs were running around here."
Jon: "Have any of them sniffed your
crotch yet?"
Aaron: "No, but one did decide to rub its
ass in my groin on my way up here though.. You know it actually felt kinda g... err, umm next match Jon."
Jon: "Drifter vs Mr. I can even beat a
jobber. This ought to be a good match."
Aaron: "Oh yeah the homeless bum and
Mr. show his face once a month, then go back to his little boy scout troops for awhile to "play" with them."
"Victory" by Notorious B.I.G. begins to pump
Winner:No Contest
Jon: "For the love of french toast!"
Aaron: "What the flip side of a Belguim
Waffle happened?"
Jon: "I don't know, but that chick in the
third row just winked at me. I'm getting a woody just looking at her."
Aaron: "Dude, go for it, tell her your the
VP of the EWA and give yourself some big fancy title like "Director of Operations and Human Resources for the EWA", she'll get wet on the spot."
Jon: "You think I could do that? Wouldn't Artful get upset? Fuck Artful, I'm gonna do it. I'll be right back" [takes off his headset, and walks into the crowd.]
Aaron: "Well, folks lets wish Jon luck in
his pursuit to get laid and lets hit the ring for our next match. Damn it all, I need a beer and like now [calls over a waitress and asks her to get a Labatts.]
Winner:Violent Dark
Aaron: "So, how did it go???"
Jon: "Oh man, she's an animal."
Aaron: "You did her already?? Man that
was quick."
Jon: "Do I have a hickey on my neck?"
Aaron: "Lemme see [takes a look] nope
but you've got some nasty scratches there though. What was she, a rabid dog or something."
Jon: "If only you knew. You should
check her out. I loosened her up for ya."
Aaron: "Cool, sloppy seconds rule, I'm
hopin just to slide right in. On that note lets go to the skies for our next matchup, shall we Jon. Hey, I'll be right back, I gotta go and ..huh..do something else real quick."
Winner: Capital Punishment for basically being smart enough not to charge out the exit like
that.
Jon: "Oh my god. That's one hell of a
long drop."
Aaron: [Comes back to his seat and
wipes his mouth off] what , uh, oh yeah Jaguars fall, well you know what sucks to be him huh."
Jon: "Yes, it does indeed. Well, that
brings us to that special moment in time where we have a parkinglot brawl."
Aaron: "Ah yes, isnt it Jobbers Inc facing
some castoffs from some no name dojo place in
the Far East?"
Jon: "Something like that. Mmmm, I
could really go for some sushi right now."
Aaron: "I just had some and man was it
delicious, unfortuantely it did get some hair caught in my teeth though."
Jon: "Oh, man, she was raggin'. You've
got....umm....you need a napkin."
Aaron: "OH MY GOD, [spits out stuff
from his mouth] and all along I thought I bit my lip
or something."
Jon: "Oh man, I think I'm gonna be sick."
WINNER: Bushido via Fallen jaguar
three of those guys will be quickly forgotten."
Jon: "Especially after the janitors get
done."
Aaron: "Since the EMT's left it looks like
someone spilled 10 gallons of red paint out there. Thats why this thing is called BloodBath 98 Jon."
Jon: "Go figure. That means that the
Fascist Pigs are up next against our very own DI."
Aaron: "Lets hope that D.I.kills these
punk ass bitches and I'm gonna help out the cause." [takes off his headset, grabs a duffel bag near him and heads for the ringThe fans are screaming wildly as President Aaron Michael walks down to the]
Adolf Lerman: We don't need weapons to beat you two jackasses, you will be up
in that cage when it explodes and we will be down here laughing at you showing
why I.R.O.N. is the supreme force in the EWA.
Adolf throws the microphone down and runs at Cyris. Cyris swings the
sledgehammer and hits him right in the stomach with it. Ivan runs at Cyris
and he hits Ivan in the stomach with the sledgehammer too. Chris Douglas runs
over and slams the speaker over the back of Ivan. Adolf is getting up from
the sledgehammer shot as Chris Douglas picks him up, gives him an elbow to the
jaw, and lays him on his stomach over the speaker. Cyris climbs the ropes,
jumps, and does an elbow smash right onto Adolf's back. You can see some blood
pouring from underneath Adolf and the speaker is in many pieces. Cyris picks
up Ivan and whips him into the corner. He goes over and punches him in the
face while CD goes outside and gets the wooden door. CD places it slanted in
the opposite corner. Cyris whips Ivan into the door, but it doesn't break. He
lays and against it, and Cyris runs at him and dropkicks him right through the
door. Cyris lays on top of him for the pin. One…two…three.
Ivan Markov Eliminated due to a dropkick through a wooden door.
The referee comes over, picks up Ivan, and helps him go up the ladder into the
cage for the I.R.O.N. members. CD goes outside of the ring and gets the iron.
He slams it over the head of the close to unconscious Adolf. Cyris and CD go
outside and bring the glass table inside of the ring. They spread the bag of
thumbtacks all over the table and places Adolf on top of it. They get on the
top rope on opposite sides of the ring and the both do leg drops onto Adolf.
The table breaks and the broken glass and thumbtacks go into Adolf's back. CD
picks up a large piece of glass and runs a cut along Adolf's chest. He then
goes for the pin. 1…..2….3….
Adolf Lerman Eliminated due to double legdrop onto glass table.
The referee picks up the body of Adolf and hauls it up the ladder into the
cage of IRON. Chris Douglas goes over and grabs the referee.
CD: GIVE ME THE FUCKING CONTROLLER!
The referee hands CD the controller to set off the explosives. He pushes the
button marked "IRON" The cage explodes with a fairly large explosion. The
bottom of the cage caves in and Adolf and Ivan fall down into the ring,
causing the impact of the explosion on them to be less. They lay in the ring
almost motionless, but you can see a little bit of motion from them,
signifying that they are still alive.
WINNER: D.I. via ass kicking
Jon: "Oh god....Oh GOD....OH GOD!!!!!!!!!!
What a climax."
Aaron: "Damnit they're still moving after
the ring exploded on them. Those damn commy fucks. CLIMAX?? Who climaxed you, I hope not inside what's her name or I'm gonna really puke and kill myself."
Jon: "Oh, umm, you don't want to sit
there."
Aaron: "What, why [looks at his chair]
DAMN YOU, you could used the 20 napkins in front of you or the trash can next to our booth. I'm not cleaning it up, you do it [throws Jon some napkins] it's your freakin mess."
Aaron: "While you'ree cleaning this up lets get to CHOO CHOO himself vs IoV's own Johnny Sledge."
: "It's not my mess."
Wayne “Train” Rothschild walks to the ring slowly as Rage against the
Machine blairs
through the speakers. He looks carefree tonight. He may be taking this
match a little toolightly. He grabs a microphone as he walks in.
“Ladies and Gentleman, tonight you will get to see me- a world class
athlete, and a
WINNER: The Train
Jon: "I'm tellin' ya, it's not my mess."
Aaron: "Who's mess is it then, your the
only one that was here??"
Jon: "Some guy ran up here. He said
his name was Lenny, or something."
Aaron: "Oh great he made his way to us
also, lemme guess he was carrying around a Home & Garden magazine with Martha Stewart on the cover?"
Jon: "Actually, he had a picture of Jerry
Springer."
Aaron: "Well, lets get to our next match
since the Pimpster decided to come out of the back for his match before he's being called."
"Dead Bodies Everywhere" By Korn begins to play as Jerry Michaels enters the
arena to the chants of "IoV, IoV." He is wearing an IoV T-shirt and carrying
a duffel bag that looks packed full of "fun." He enters the ring and waits
for the last member of the match to arrive.
"The Sound of Free Speech" begins to play as Dean McGrath walks out to the
cheers of "Deaner, Deaner." Dean is wearing a long pair of trunks,
sweatshirt, boots and a pair of gloves. Dean looks a little thick as he
slowly walks down to the ring. In one hand, he is carrying a car battery with
jumper cables and the other hand he has a bucket of water. He places the
objects in the corner and then gingerly enters the ring being very careful not
to touch the barbwire. Jerry and Dean stare at each other with a look ofhate.
The Bell rings and immediately PDJ rushes at Michaels. He nails Jerry across
the back with his pimp stick as McGrath watches. He rears back and jams the
metal knob end into the middle of Jerry's back, knocking the wind out of him.
PDJ grabs Jerry by the hair and drags him towards the ropes as Dean McGrath
looks on from one of the corners.
PDJ attempts to push Jerry's face into the barbwire. Michaels nails PDJ with
an elbow to the gut to avoid a face full of barbwire. PDJ drops his pimp
stick which falls out of the ring as Michaels gets up to his feet.
Michaels runs at PDJ and nails a clothesline that sends PDJ into the ropes.
Barbwire sticks into PDJ's back and blood begins to trickle from some of the
cuts. McGrath continues to watch on from the corner as Michaels and PDJ trade
fists.PDJ, the quicker man, catches Michaels with a quick thumb to the eye. He
grabs Jerry in a headlock and runs up the turnbuckle and nails Jerry with a
devastating bulldog. PDJ jumps up and looks over to McGrath who is not even
paying attention. He walks over to Dean with a fist cocked, but McGrath
nonchalantly jabs PDJ with a thumb to the eye. PDJ staggers back and falls
over Jerry. Jerry grabs PDJ's legs and attempts a cover…1..2..PDJ kicks out.
Michaels jumps up and nails PDJ in the back with an elbow. He picks up PDJ in
a front face lock and lifts him up in a vertical suplex. He drops him
forward, laying his midsection across the top rope. Barbwire cuts into PDJ's
stomach and he rolls backwards onto the outside, landing straight on his back.
Blood is coming from PDJ's stomach as he struggles to get to his feet.
Jerry goes over to the corner and pulls out a short baseball bat from his
duffel bag. He climbs to the top rope and leaps to the outside, cracking the
bat over Pimp's shoulder. The bat splinters into many fragments as PDJ falls
down holding his shoulder. The force of the leap sends Jerry head first into
the railing opening up a cut on his forehead. Blood begins to trickle from
the cut as both men lay on their back.
McGrath is still standing in corner biting his nails. His face has an
extremely bored look on it. He hops over the top rope still being careful not
to touch the barbwire. He walks over to PDJ and rolls him back in the ring.
He then picks up Michaels and does the same.
PDJ is the first to his feet. His shoulder is hanging down, but he begins to
lay the boots to Jerry. PDJ picks him up with his good arm and whips him into
the corner. Jerry hits hard and barbwire tears into his back. PDJ runs at
him and nails Michaels in the face with a dropkick. Michaels staggers forward
onto his face.
PDJ carefully climbs to the middle turnbuckle and jumps off hitting a centon
back splash. PDJ jumps up and points a finger at McGrath, who is still
standing outside the ring and yells at him to get into the action. Dean
simply waves him off.
PDJ turns his attention back to Michaels. Michaels gets up but is met by
repeated back hand chops from the Pimp Daddy. PDJ continues the assault and
adds a few kicks to the bigger man. PDJ jumps up nailing Jerry with a spinning
heel kick to the face.
Dean McGrath grabs a chair, jumps into the ring, opens the chair and takes a
seat. PDJ picks up Michaels and drops him down with a Russian leg sweep. PDJ
jumps up, runs over to Dean and pulls him out of the chair. Dean goes flying
into the ring ropes. His shirt rips and you see what looks like white tissue
under the clothing. Dean has an annoyed look, but stays over in the corner.
PDJ folds up the chair and lays it on the mat. He then picks up Michaels,
whips him into the ropes and sends Jerry face first into the chair with a drop
toe hold. PDJ climbs up to the top rope to try his finisher, the "Bitch slap"
and waits for Michaels to get to his feet. Michaels staggers up, but at the
same time, McGrath runs into the ropes which causes PDJ to lose his balance
and drop down onto the top turnbuckle. PDJ's legs and groin area are cut from
the barbwire and he falls forward onto the mat. Dean stops in the corner with
an "oops, what did I do" look on his face.
Michaels picks up PDJ and nails him with the Extreme Bomb, a running
Ligerbomb, his new finisher. Michaels gets up and throws his arms in the air.
Suddenly the "Train" jumps out of the stands, grabs PDJ's pimp stick which is
laying outside the ring, jumps up on the apron and cracks Michaels over the
head with it, splintering it into a million pieces. Jerry slumps down to the
mat, barely conscious.
Dean is standing in the corner while the other two men lay on the mat. He has
an " oh, what the hell" look on his face and covers PDJ. The referee makes
the count…1…2…3
The "Train" grabs a chair from the outside and jumps into the ring looking to
do more damage to Michaels. He winds back with the chair and brings it
forward, but McGrath grabs it out of his hand before any further damage can be
done. The "Train" and Dean are nose to nose. There is a look of dislike
between the two men. They look like they are about to at it but surprisingly
the "Train" pushes by Dean and leaves the ring to a mixed reaction.
Dean goes over to Jerry and helps him up. Jerry pushes back from Dean, unsure
of him. Dean removes his sweatshirt and you see that his body was padded with
toilet paper. He rips off the TP and you see that he is wearing and IoV shirt
underneath. Jerry can't believe it. Dean sticks out his hand and the two men
shake. Dean then tells Jerry to grab PDJ. Jerry goes over to his bag and
takes out two pairs of handcuffs. The two men grab the groggy PDJ and
handcuff him to the top ring rope.
Dean carefully goes outside the ring and retrieves the battery and the bucket
of water. He comes back into the ring and places the battery and pail on the
mat. Jerry sees this and starts clapping and goes over to PDJ and starts
slapping him in the face and berating him. Dean picks up the jumper cables
and dips them in the water. He touches them together and you see sparks fly
out. He holds then to PDJ's face menacingly. Jerry lifts his arms up and
plays to the crowd, waiting for Dean to shock PDJ. Jerry is facing away from
McGrath. McGrath quickly turns around and jabs Michaels in he back with the
two cables. Jerry's legs lose control and he falls face first to the ground.
"Tha Deaner" kicks Jerry over onto his back. Jerry is unable to move,
temporarily paralyzed, but you can see a look of fear and pain in his eyes.
Dean jams the jumper cables into Jerry's stomach and his body convulses and
then stops as he passes out. Dean drops the cable and you see two black burn
marks on Jerry's stomach.
Dean Rips off the IoV shirt and throws it on the ground. You can see he is
wearing another shirt that has his name and face on the front and the words "
You Might Win Some, But You Just Lost One!" He leaves the ring to a general
ovation, but with some boos mixed in from the hardcore IoV fans.
WINNER: Dean McGrath
Jon: "Oooh, that's a pain that's gonna
linger."
Aaron: "Jon, that was wild. I can't believe Dean jammed Jerry with those jumper cables.
Maybe someone could bring Jerry over here we could always use another plug in. I think my playstation adaptor could fit nicely in his ass."
Jon: "Nah, but would you really want to
clean it off afterwards?"
Aaron: "Well, our next match is the
farewell match for our very one drunk bastard Irish Rebel as he takes on some loser, hell I can't remember all there names."
Aaron: Nope thats why we pay
immigrants 5 dollars an hr for."
Jon: "How'd they get this high on the
card?"
Aaron: "Well, we've been waiting for the
Rebel to stop pissing and puking all over himself
like a 9 month old."
Jon: "Someone should get that man a
diaper."
Aaron: "Then a shotgun to take him out of
his misery."
"Jesus Built my Hot Rod" by Ministry begins to play and "The Bad Boy" Jeremy Taylor makes his way to the ring. About half way down the aisle he realizes the condition that the Irish Rebel is in and a big smirk grows on his face. While "The Bad Boy" continues to make his way to the ring, the ref is asking the Irish Rebel if he is in ok to compete in this match. Rebel nods yes, as Taylor finally gets into the ring. The ref then checks Taylor, then calls for the bell to start the match.
The bell rings, and Taylor waists no time and charges Rebel and connects with a clothesline. This staggers Rebel but he is still up. "The Bad Boy" goes off the ropes and connects with a second clothesline, again it staggers the Irish Rebel but he does not go down. Maybe the Rebel being drunk was the best thing he could do to insure a win here because he doesn’t seem to be feeling any pain.
Taylor tries one more clothesline but Rebel catches him with a power slam. Rebel then drops a couple of quick elbow drops on Taylor before going for a pin…
1...2.
Taylor kicks out and Rebel gets up and begins to put the boots to him. The Rebel then picks up Taylor, and then takes him over with a vertical suplex. He holds on and attempts to do it again, but Taylor hops over the shoulder over the Irish Rebel and connects with a releasing German suplex, which folds him like an accordion. Taylor than makes his first attempt at getting a pin…
1…2…thr…no…
The Irish Rebel just escapes that pin attempt of Jeremy Taylor. Taylor then begins to argue with the ref about a slow count. While he is arguing, this give Rebel a chance to shake some of the cob webs out of his head. Taylor turns and goes for a leg drop, but The Irish Rebel rolls out of the way just in the nick of time. Both men are down and the ref has to begin to count the both of them out…
1…2…3…4…
Taylor gets up first, but Rebel gets up shortly after him. The two then begin to exchange lefts and rights in the center of the ring. Taylor begins to block the punches thrown by the Rebel and land his own without a problem. Taylor keeps landing punches and staggers The Irish Rebel to the ropes, and then connects with a clothesline, which send Rebel over the top rope and to the floor.
The Irish Rebel lands on his feet, and "The Bad Boy" is quick to follow him out of the ring. Taylor lands a couple of haymakers, with little effect; the Rebel must still be pretty drunk. Taylor is running out of ideas, but he turns and grabs a chair from ringside, winds up, and connects with a wicked chairshot. The Rebel drops like a ton of bricks, and Taylor goes back into the ring and tells the ref to begin to count him out…
1…2…3…4…
Some fan at ringside sees that The Irish Rebel is in trouble and pours his beer into the mouth of the Rebel. This wakes the Rebel right up, much like spinach does for Popeye…
5…6…7…8…
The Irish Rebel gets back in the ring and is taking it to "The Bad Boy" with big hit after big hit. He connects with a couple of body slams, and then hits a leg drop. The Rebel now has the momentum and seems to be getting ready to finish Taylor off. He sets him up on the top rope and appears to be going for a superplex. Taylor blocked it. Again Rebel tries, and again Taylor blocks it. Taylor then begins to connect with some punches and the Rebel almost falls from the ropes, but Taylor holds onto him. Taylor pulls him up, and hits a corkscrew version of his Spike. Jeremy Taylor then covers the Irish Rebel, and the ref makes the count…
1…2…3!!!
Winner via corkscrew Spike: "The Bad Boy" Jeremy Taylor
Just as the ref raises the hand of Taylor, a chair connects with the back of his head and he drops like a ton of bricks. The ref jumps out of the ring to avoid being hit also. This guy just jumped out from the stands and grabbed the chair that Taylor used on the Irish Rebel earlier in the match. The identity of this man is unknown because he has a… paper bag on his head!?!?!?! The Rebel is beginning to get up but this mysterious man turns and drills him over the head with the chair, knocking him right out again. This man then drops the chair and pulls out a can of spray paint from his back pocket. This man then proceeds to spray the letters, "G.P." in the middle of the ring. He then hops out of the ring and goes back into the stands, as the EWA officials come out to take this man away. When they get to the place in the stands where he went, he already disappeared.
Jon: "What more does this night have in
store for us?"
Aaron: "I think I have testicular cancer or something."
Jon: [pulls out a pocket knife] "I guess
we'll have to amputate."
Aaron: "I hope it's rusty, that'll do the job even better. It's like my one testicle is sore and
enlarged slightly and perhaps I shouldn't be telling over 10 million fans worldwide either."
Jon: "Well, just yank on it a couple of
times, that'll cure it real quick."
Aaron: "Twisting it helps also."
Jon: "You do what you have to, which,
oddly enough, has nothing to do with John Kendall or Demon."
Aaron: "Good god will this show hurry up,
I got shit to do."
Aaron: "Yes Jon, lets go to the top of the
Silverdome for our next matchup."
Timmons: O.K. we are live.......here we go!!!!
{{ The helicopter flies to the edge to get the camera angles and Kendal and
Demon are going at it. Demon attacks with a barrage of lefts and rights.
Kendal is down and Demon grabs Kendal by his jeans and attempts to toss him
but Kendal trips him up. Kendal gets top his feet and kicks Demon between his
legs and the man falls to his knees. Kendal with a vicious kick to the face
and calls for the helicopter......the helicopter flies in reluctantly and
Kendal gets on the side steps and orders the chopper to go up.......finally
about 30 feet in the air.....DIVES on Demon knocking the air out of him and
both men lay motionless. Kendal gets up but Demon grabs Kendal and tosses him
to the
side.......Kendal...Rolls................rolls..............rolls......to the
side and falls off the side.......Demon puts his hands up in the air and makes
his way over to the edge and looks over and Kendal grabs his foot and pulls
him down. Both men are fighting while hanging on the edge........Kendal with a
punch...........Demon retaliates.......back and forth......the helicopter fly
below the men and look up and get a good view..Finally Kendal kicks Demon in
the stomach and Demon falls but grabs onto Kendal's foot.....Kendal kicks and
kicks and finally kicks Demon in the mouth..........Demon lets go and his arms
flail...........Oh my god..........it looks to be over as the helicopter zooms
up.....}}
Timmons: OH MY GOD!!!!!! Move the chopper , he is gonna fall right on our
blades........MOVE IT NOW DAMMIT!!!!!!
Pilot: HOLD ON.......THERE ISNT ANYTHING WE CAN DO!!!!!!...
{{ Demon falls and finally "RRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPP"" Pieces go
everywhere..............blood everywhere,,,,}}
Timmons: Oh my lord.......the humanity............Kendal........um
......wins................back to you guys inside...........
Winner : Kendal via Helicopter blade......
Jon: "Two more to go."
Aaron: "I cant believe it, thats the first time I've ever seen a helicopter blade rip someone apart in a wrestling match."
Jon: "Wait, I though that if we had our
way, everyone would be ripped apart by helicopter blades."
Aaron: "I guess we gotta keep some guys
unfortunately. Het can I ask you something about our next match?"
Aaron: "Was I drunk or tripping on acid
when I signed Lonewolf to a title shot?"
Jon: "Actually, I'm pretty sure Artful
signed that one."
Aaron: "I'm going to have to get BOBO
after his ass, I dont care if they are best friends. What the hell was he thinking anyway."
Jon: "Must have been a motivational
tool for these guys, or something."
Aaron: "Couldnt give the tool to someone
better, jeesh, oh well, lets get to the ring shall we."
Winner and new EWA N.A. Cyber champion... Lonewolf
Jon: "Things just keep getting worse for
Connor."
Aaron: "Sweet baby Jesus, wonders never
cease do they."
Jon: "Lonewolf wins a title. There must
be a god. Or at the very least, Satan."
Aaron: "Well, I just got word that Capital
"I'm the greatest thing in the world since sliced bread" Punishment has a huge announcement regarding the GWF."
(A loud bang and Lightning cracks through the PA system, and out from the back steps Capital Punishment with an IOV duffel bag and 6 shirts in hand steps on to the ramp. A loud loud chant of IOV, IOV, IOV fills the arena. Capital slowly makes his way down to ring acknowledging some of the fans. Once at ringside he hops up onto the apron and then hops over the top rope and makes his way to the center of the ring where Joe Timmons is Standing. Capital appears to be an a pair of Tommy Jeans, Nike Boots, and an Official Battle-Ground Cut-Off tee "On the back it says "Only The Most Powerful Man Can Lead His Troops Into Battle, But Only The Mightiest Can Lead Them To Victory!!! EWA Team Captain-- Capital Punishment" As he approaches Joe the crowd begins to roar once again and Joe begins....
Joe Timmons - "Capital Punishment this is the time each and everyone of the millions of fans here live, at home, and even on the net have been waiting for....... without an further waiting fans here is Capital Punishement!!!!!"
(The fans begin to chant IOV, IOV, IOV, IOV, IOV loudly once again....)
Capital - "Thank you, well first all I want to say a couple of things. To start out with a quick message, if it wasn't for the EWA fed, and it's huge fan following...... none of this would have been possible!!!! Also, a huge huge thank you goes out to all the millions of IOV and Cappy fans world wide who have supported me and my decisions as of late. Well as you all know about 6 months ago I came into this fed, and as any new person to a fed.... I was slammed, hackled, and look where I am at now... I am at the very top!!! I have proven time and time out once I step through those ropes the fans get the full 200%. My record stands unblemished except for a DQ against Cyris. Almost a month ago our fed took some hared hits and we lost all of our champs. Extreme JD was pulled up to bigger and better things retiring his belt, Fang is MIA???? Who knows where he is at??? and SK took a leave of absense forfieting his belt there for there are no belts currently held here in the EWA. On top of all of this going on there has been numerous internal clashes between the Prez and staff, and when everything was going badly a near by fed saw the wound which the EWA was bleeding from and decided to stab us with a dagger.... telling us how things where going to be.... How we suck and how they rule... and what urks me the most is they are a brand spanking new fed coming out and they are acting like they are actually on a lvel the EWA is??? UHHHHHH NO!!!!!!!"
"That just urked the piss out of me a whole bunch. A few days went by, and I am standing here watching all of this crap happen, and no one is doing anything. I took it upon myself to rise from the ranks and take control of the situation. I explained in a previous interview about the EWA lacking in Pride and with it we stand united, with it this fed will survive, and with it we will prove to any other fed that the EWA is overall the best fed out there to date!!!! After hours of email, phone converstaions, and continuous heat I created a contract, hired a judge from a fellow fed who is 100% neutral, and to finish it off I had everything signed and dotted. There will be a tourney that will take place.... on OCT 1st 1998, it will be a 7 on 7 single match-up tourney and best 4 out of 7 or higher gains bragging rights!!!! I have named this the 1st annual:
Battle-Ground Tourney!!!! As acting Team Captain of the EWA I had the honor of selecting the 6 members that will be representing the EWA, and Yes I sure as hell am going to call each and everyone of them out at this this time........"
(Capital reaches down and Opens his duffel bag and grabs a stack of shirts out of the bag.)
Br>
I am going to call them out in no particular order...... We will Start with my first selection:
(Suddenly over the PA blasts "Better than You" by Metallica and out from the back steps "The Extreme Annihilation" Chris Douglas... Douglas makes his way down to the ring, hops up on the apron and steps through the ropes. Chris Douglas walks up and stand a few feet in front of Capital and hands him the shirt)
Capital - "My first selection was Chris Douglas!!!! Why did I pick Douglas??? The back of his shirt reads as follows:
(Capital holds up the shirt and begins to read what it says.....)
He is the man
He is the master
He is the ruler of the world
The Annihilator
The Nightmare
The Fearless
The Extremeness
The Eliminator
The Devastator
The Destroyer
The Dominator
The Excellence
The Supreme
The Executioner
The Ticking EWA Time-bomb
The King of Extreme
The End of the Line
Simply put...
THE EXTREME ANNIHILATION: "CHRIS DOUGLAS"
Capital - "That is why I picked Chris Douglas!!!!!!, (The crowd is going nuts!!!! On to my second pick...)
(The lights begin to dim and the Entrance-way begins to spray with fireworks and over the PA "Bulls on Parade" by Rage Against the Machine and out of the back steps out Team member #3 Wayne the Train Rothschild Steps out of the back, and begins to make his way to the ring. The Crowd begins to Chant "train, train, train!!!!!! as he rolls under the bottom rope. Wayne with a blank and expression-less look on his face walks up to Capital as Douglas backs away. Capital returns the dead glance at Wayne and begins once again....)
Capital - "Everyone including Wayne himself is probably wondering why would Capital pick him, He hit you over the head with a brick and threw you off the top of the cage.... Well Wayne.... I picked you because...
(Capital extends the shirt to Wayne and begins again)
Capital - "The shirt reads as follows.... The Most Hardcore Wrestler ever to set foot in the squared cirlce in EWA history, Record Holder in the EWA of the worst injury inflicted on an opponent, A man who does Whatever!! it takes to accomplish a desired goal. The man goes by the name of Train."
Capital - "That is why I asked Wayne to be on my team. They gave him the name Train for a reason, and it goes a little something like this... I wouldn't be standing in his way when he is coming through unless you have a barrier protecting you!!!! #4 Team member...
(Wayne steps back kind of shocked and the lights begin to dim once again. Over the PA suddenly
"Terrible Lie" by Nine Inch Nails begins to play and out from the back steps Tommy Grayson. As Grayson approaches the walkway he appears to be without Patti. He stands at the top of the entranceway and raises his hands. Fireworks begin to spray all over the place and the fans begin yelling and screaminbg rushing to the gate to get a high five. As Grayson makes it to ring side he spins around the corner and hops up on the ring stairs and enters the ring via the under the middle rope. He approaches Capital and Capital extends a hand. Grayson shakes hands in a sign of partnership and friendship. Capital begins once again......)
Capital - "And here is my 4th member, My tag Team Partner, and man who is ranked right at the top right along side of me... and man who helped bring what we stand by into exsistance today the IOV!!!
(Capital reached out and hands Grayson his shirt) The shirt reads as follows:
"Relentless Fury balled up into a huge fascade of a Man, The Extreme One, 5 Time Champ, and
ex-EWA-NA Title Holder. A man whos determination has helped lead his Stable to the Top of the EWA and kept them there throughout his career --- The Extreme One Tommy Grayson"
Capital - "Grayson deserves to be on this team just as much as any of the men standing up here do..... #5"
(The lights begin to Flicker and Pound and over the PA the sounds of "Welcome to the Jungle" by Guns 'n' Roses and out from the back steps Cyris. Cyris casually strolls his way down to ring and rolls under the bottom rope and slowly approaches Capital as the world knows there is no love loss between the two.
The Other 4 men remain in the ring standing to see what happens between the two.... The war between these two men has been high for over a month now... Capital begins once again.)
Capital - "Cyris, you are probably just as curious as to why I had asked you to join my team as everyone else is and it boils down to this. (Capital hands Cyris the shirt and begins to read what it says:)
"You Can Punish me, You Can Break Me, You Can Hurt me, You Can Knock Me Down, But I Will Get Up and I Will Keep Getting Back Up Until I Break Your Damn Neck. I Fear No One, The only way to succeed is to make people hate you. That way, they remember you -- Cyris."
Capital - "Cyris you have earned a small amount of respect with me, and I may not approve of your ways and I sure as hell don't give a fuck about you, but I can't think of very many people here in the EWA that are on the same level as you, and can be in a situation of this kind of magnitude and be successful!!!! Only two more people left #6."
(Suddenly over the PA "Epic" by Faith No More and out from the back steps Johnny Sledge!!!! Johnny Sledges Dashes Down to Ring and Slides under the bottom rope. As he stands up Cyris slightly puzzled and respectfully steps out of the way and Capital tosses the shirt to Sledge.)
Capital - "Sledge for the last 2 months you have been busting your ass in the EWA, and you have taken a fall or two granted, but you have proven to me that you have what it takes to be a champ here in the EWA, Now is your chance to prove to the rest of the IOV what you stand for and why you are a member of IOV. Along time ago I was given a chance to bat with the big boys and look where I am now leding team EWA into probably one of it's finest hours. The shirt says :
"Winning isn't everything, but wanting to win is. Motivation and Skill define each and every wrestler here in the EWA, but very few shine bright, very few make it to the top, but remember there is always room left at the top!!! - Sledge"
Capital - "Last but not least I promised there would be one huge shocker as my last representitive so here goes......"
(The lights dim and over the PA, "Sad but True" by Metallica begins to play.. and out from the back steps JD FREEMAN.... JD slowly begins to make his way down to ring and the fans are going crazy!!! As JD makes it to the ring apron he walks up the steps and hops over the top rope and enters the ring. As a sign of respect JD walks up to Capital and shakes his hand as a sign of temporary truce in a sense. Capital begins....)
"My final pick of course had to be one of the all-time greats here in the EWA!!! I promised everyone I would assemble a team that would be unshaken and here it is....." (Capital hands Freeman the last shirt.)
(The Shirt Reads: Undisputed Retired EWA Extreme World Champion, World Tourney Finalist, and a record that is nearly umblemished - "Extreme Dream" - Nuff Said!!!! - JD Freeman.)
As the Seven men stand there absorbing the moment capital finishes.....)
Capital - "The Ewa will win this 1st ever Battle Ground Tourney!!!!!!!! The GWF will fell our "Pain" they will feel our "Punishment" United we stand and United we will drop the GWF."
"As Capital Finsihes Grayson, Sledge, and Cappy exit the ring leaving DI standing there.... absorbing what has just took place."
Jon: "Well, that's gonna bring us to the
good ol' main event, eh?"
Aaron: [stand up at yells in Caps
direction] Hey, lets be a little longer with the interview next time shall we, WAR AND FUCKIN PEACE doesnt take this long to read, you rat bastard, jesus christ almighty."
Aaron: "I got a life to lead you know what
I mean Jon??"
Jon: "You need a sedative."
Aaron: "Actually, I need some clean vag.
That's all."
Aaron: alright lets get to the ring and
watch some people hopefully get frozen alive."
Jon: "I know where you get some pure
stuff."
Aaron: "I hear that Debra Delicious still
lingers around the locker rooms but she's all used up probably."
Jon: "Be in the alley after the show."
Aaron: "Cool, you got yourself a raise my
friend."
Jon: "WOO HOO!!"
WINNER: WyldChylde and the audience for pulling the lever and not having to watch that horrible match.
Aaron: "Well that'll do it folks all these
guys got what they deserved tonight, we'll see ya next time everyone." [whispers to Jon, "my office in 15 min"]
Jon: [smiles like a kid in a candy store]