Maura
Downs: What a show we have for you tonight. Tonight we will hear from mike
victory on his decision as to who will face the Universal champion Christian
Cage at EWA’s Summer PPV Scars and Stripes coming at
you live on June 29th.
Louis Caravaelli: That is correct Maura, and my
favorite we will see Jordan Michaels and Scotty Delrae
face off as they sign their contract to wrestle for the PPV and from what we
have seen the past two weeks, we can expect a major brutal battle on June 29th.
Maura Downs: Well it looks like we are headed to the ring for the fatal 4 way,
as the wrestlers are all in the ring preparing to get the match started.
The bell rings and the match start then all of a sudden “You Should Be Dancing”
by the Bee Gees begins to play, and we then see Sam Smarts coming out shaking
his head and pointing towards the ring and Caveman gets in the ring and choke
slams Mike Aston and then kicks him out of the ring. Skye then tries to
blindside Caveman but Caveman sees him coming and clotheslines him down to the
mat then picks him up and slams him down to the ring floor.
Louis Carvenelli: Oh my god that’s two already and he
was not even scheduled in this match.
Maura Downs: You’re right Louis; I wonder what Mike Victory is going to do
about this
Caveman then power bombs Inkredible Killah and then kicks him out of the ring and then Rage
tries to get out of the ring but Caveman grabs him by the throat then choke
slams him down to the mat.
Here comes the EMT’s to take out the wrestlers but we
then hear Survivor’s “Eye of the Tiger” and the crowd gives mike Victory a
standing ovation he is wearing a EWA t-shirt and black pants. His face is full
of rage and intensity and he grabs the mic from the
ring announcer.
Mike victory: What you have just seen here tonight is BUSINESS. I have been way
too damn lenient with people and I’m tired of this shit when you signed a
contract to wrestle that is what you are expected to do and these 4 sorry
excuses of a wrestlers forgot about their responsibilities to this promotion
and let this serve as a warning from now on out if you do not show up for your
match OR at the matches on time You will be FIRED so Mike Aston, Inkredible Killah, Rage, and Skye
consider yourselves FIRED and get the hell out of my building.
And also I have decided to fire Snypz and TakTik for no showing the past two shows, last week I was
promised by them that they would show up this week well they didn’t so guys
consider yourselves fired from the EWA
He shakes hands with Caveman and Smarts and then leaves the ring, Caveman and
Smarts then walks to the back following Victory.
Smoke
versus Tornado
Maura Downs: Wow I don’t think I have ever seen Mike Victory so angry before
but he is right it was time for him to act but why Caveman and Smarts.
Louis Carvenelli: I wasn’t expecting that either but
how is he going to deal with tR
will we see him lay down the law again tonight.
Maura Downs: Up next is the falls count anywhere match Smoke and Tornado have
really shown effort since their debuts and tonight we will see what they can do
against each other.
Louis Carvenelli: Well it looks like it has already
started backstage
We then go backstage and we see Smoke and Tornado fighting all over the back,
Smoke seems to have the advantage as he throws Tornado through a table and
Smoke goes in for the pin but Tornado kicks out. Smoke then begins to walk
towards the ring Tornado then comes running out with a chair and he slams it
into Smoke’s back and he goes down. Tornado goes in for the pin
1.2... Kick out
Maura: Tonight is going to be one hell of a show first Mike Victory fired four
wrestlers after they were attacked and manhandled by Caveman and now we are
seeing this hardcore match with Smoke and Tornado and already it’s been two
close pins for each guy.
Tornado is angry and he grabs Smoke and they both start again, Tornado Irish
whips Smoke into the barricade and Smoke goes into the crowd, Tornado follows
and Smoke gets back up and they begin fighting among the crowd. They then fight
all over the arena now going to the balcony or the nose bleed section(cheap
seats) is and Tornado claims the advantage as he throws Smoke over a few seats
and it looks like Smoke is out but the fans cheer for Smoke and he “hulks” up
and Tornado cannot believe it. Smoke then spears Tornado and he goes in for the
pin 1. 2… and Tornado gauges Smoke right smack in the eyes. Tornado then begins
to walk back down to the ring.
Smoke is back up and he also walks down to the ring. Tornado is looking under
the ring and pulls out a table he begins to set it up and Smoke is watching him
and he smiles and then he taps Tornado on his shoulder Tornado turns and stands
face to face looking at Smoke they then begin hitting each other again and
Smoke throws Tornado into the table and it breaks under the weight of Tornado
and Smoke then goes for the pin and he gets the pin.
Winner of the match is Smoke
Davlins Talking Shit
The images once again goes to fuzz, and when we fade
back in, we are in "the New Talent" Davlin McCaine's living room. Davlin is
seated in a huge black leather chair and is facing directly into the camera.
DAVLIN McCAINE: Ok.....I'm getting a bit pissed off
here. Last week, I unleashed an Old Testament like wrath on some of the
"superstars" of EWA, and being that I did that....I expected some
kind of huge backlash from the lame asses in this company, and what did I get?
The Butcher. A drooling short bus rider who doesn't
even "no" what fThe images once again goes
to fuzz, and when we fade back in, we are in "the New Talent" Davlin McCaine's living room. Davlin is seated in a huge black leather chair and is
facing directly into the camera.
DAVLIN McCAINE: Ok.....I'm getting a bit pissed off
here. Last week, I unleashed an Old Testimentlike
wrath on some of the "superstars" of EWA, and being that I did
that....I expected some kind of huge backlash from the lame asses in this
company, and what did I get?
The Butcher. A drooling short bus rider who doesn't
even "no" what f$%king day it is, is the
only one who called me out. What? Am I slipping in my old age? I bang and dump
Mrs. Robinson in the HWO, and within two days....everybody wanted my head. I
call a decent portion of the roster here talent less, retarded losers.....and
nobody even mentions my greatness.
Well.....alright.....you've left me no choice but to unleash the fury. This
week.....I talk about promo cliché’s that piss me the hell off. Starting
with......
----Well I just heard the news today
It seems my life is going to change
I closed my eyes, begin to pray
Then tears of joy stream down my face
With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
Welcome to this place
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
Well I don't know if I'm ready
To be the man I have to be
I'll take a breath, take her by my side
We stand in awe, we've created life
With arms wide open----
OK....for the people that start their promos off with this shit. F@#king stop it. Just because you
like this overplayed, sorry ass shit....doesn't mean the rest of us have to be
tortured by hearing that crap one....more....time.
And this goes out to you wrestlers from across the pond. If a song is new to
you there.....it's probably reached the point of having the SHIT played out of
it in the US So let's make a deal......we won't torture you with Robbie
Williams lyrics, don't torture us with fucking Creed, or any other lame ass
wannabe rock/punk group that has a song on the charts at the moment. And if you
feel the absolute need to play songs in your promos....at least pick something
cool.
-----We suddenly cut to a shot of a wrestlling ring.....it is obviously Davlin's workout ring. A guy sweeps by the ring; he is
wearing a shirt that says NAMELESS RING CREW MEMBER on it. Davlin
walks into view.
DAVLIN: Hey....what the f#$k are you doing here?!?
CREW MEMBER: (with bad acting skills) please.....don't hurt me. I am merely a
poorly paid ring crew member just trying to do my job.
DAVLIN: Oh yeah......well, I need to look like a bad ass, so......
-----and fake kicks him in the stomach.
CREW MEMBER: Ow.....stop hurting me. You have proven
that you are indeed a tough guy.
---Davlin turns to the camera
DAVLIN: Yes...this was a horribly acted example, but it's an example of yet
another cliche' I hate......the "I'm such a bad
ass, I'm gonna beat up on a ring crew
member/jobber" device. It sucks. It does not prove that you are a bad ass.
In fact, if anything, it makes you look like even more of a sorry ass than you
already are. I've seen way too many people use this little trick to try and get
themselves over as being tough, and you know what? All of those people ended up
going down to "the Talent" faster than a roomful of drunk bitches. And finally.....
-----We cut to Davlin standing at a podium. We see
cameras flashing at him, and can hear the murmur of reporters in the
background.
DAVLIN: Yes....it's the old Press Conference device. A useless gathering put on
by a wrestler who wants to look important. Most of these "press
conferences" are nothing more than a gathering of paid
"journalists," who ask premade questions
that will give the wrestler in focus the opportunity to deliver the same boring
ass promo he could have made in the ring like everyone else. Example.....
Blah, blah, blah....I'm the best.....blah, blah, blah.....I can beat everyone
up.....blah, blah, blah former World Champion of some fed that died years
ago.....blah, blah, blah....gonna beat you this
Tuesday, Sunday, whatever....blah, f@#king BLAH. THE END.
Put all of these tired cliche's
together, and what do you have? Well, a really unimaginative wrestler....that's
for sure. These are the oldest damn tricks in the book, and your rehashing them
for the zillionth time isn't going to refresh them any.
Get some new material, losers....because "the Talent" will be back in
the ring soon, and when that day comes.....you better have more in your back
pocket than a fistful of cliche's, or I'll be doing
more than Talking Shit......I'll be washing the shit out of my boot from
sticking my foot up your ass. Believe that shit.
And I'm out.
-----There you have it. >The description of a bitch.
Now ask yourself,
are they talking about you? Are you that funky, dirty, money-hungry,
scandalous, stuck-up, hair piece contact wearing bitch? Yep, you
probably are.
Bitch!
......
----Well I just heard the news today
It seems my life is going to change
I closed my eyes, begin to pray
Then tears of joy stream down my face
With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
Welcome to this place
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
Well I don't know if I'm ready
To be the man I have to be
I'll take a breath, take her by my side
We stand in awe, we've created life
With arms wide open----
OK....for the people that start their promos off with this shit. F@#king stop it. Just because you
like this overplayed, sorry ass shit....doesn't mean the rest of us have to be
tortured by hearing that crap one....more....time.
And this goes out to you wrestlers from across the pond. If a song is new to
you there.....it's probably reached the point of having the SHIT played out of
it in the US So let's make a deal......we won't torture you with Robbie
Williams lyrics, don't torture us with fucking Creed, or any other lame ass
wannabe rock/punk group that has a song on the charts at the moment. And if you
feel the absolute need to play songs in your promos....at least pick something
cool.
-----We suddenly cut to a shot of a wrestlling ring.....it is obviously Davlin's workout ring. A guy sweeps by the ring, he is wearing a shirt that says NAMELESS RING CREW
MEMBER on it. Davlin walks into view.
DAVLIN: Hey....what the f#$k are you doing here?!?
CREW MEMBER: (with bad acting skills) Please.....don't
hurt me. I am merely a poorly paid ring crew member just trying to do my job.
DAVLIN: Oh yeah......well, I need to look like a bad ass, so......
-----and fake kicks him in the stomach.
CREW MEMBER: Ow.....stop hurting me. You have proven
that you are indeed a tough guy.
---Davlin turns to the camera
DAVLIN: Yes...this was a horribly acted example, but it's an example of yet
another cliche' I hate......the "I'm such a bad
ass, I'm gonna beat up on a ring crew member/jobber"
device. It sucks. It does not prove that you are a bad ass. In fact, if
anything, it makes you look like even more of a sorry ass than you already are.
I've seen way too many people use this little trick to try and get themselves
over as being tough, and you know what? All of those people ended up going down
to "the Talent" faster than a roomful of drunk
bitches. And finally.....
-----We cut to Davlin standing at a podium. We see
cameras flashing at him, and can hear the murmur of reporters in the
background.
DAVLIN: Yes....it's the old Press Conference device. A useless gathering put on
by a wrestler who wants to look important. Most of these "press
conferences" are nothing more than a gathering of paid
"journalists," who ask premade questions
that will give the wrestler in focus the opportunity to deliver the same boring
ass promo he could have made in the ring like everyone else. Example.....
Blah, blah, blah....I'm the best.....blah, blah, blah.....I can beat everyone
up.....blah, blah, blah former World Champion of some fed that died years
ago.....blah, blah, blah....gonna beat you this
Tuesday, Sunday, whatever....blah, f@#king BLAH. THE END.
Put all of these tired cliche's
together, and what do you have? Well, a really unimaginative wrestler....that's
for sure. These are the oldest damn tricks in the book, and your rehashing them
for the zillionth time isn't going to refresh them any.
Get some new material, losers....because "the Talent" will be back in
the ring soon, and when that day comes.....you better have more in your back
pocket than a fistful of cliché’s, or I'll be doing more than Talking
Shit......I'll be washing the shit out of my boot from sticking my foot up your
ass. Believe that shit.
And I'm out.
-----There you have it. >The description of a bitch.
Now ask yourself,
are they talking about you? Are you that funky, dirty, money-hungry,
scandalous, stuck-up, hair piece contact wearing bitch? Yep, you
probably are.
Bitch!
Backstage
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In the back TacTik and Snypz
are gathering their things getting ready to leave the arena. They are in
confusion as to why they were fired. Talking amongst themselves they see Slayer
in the background and continue on their way. Turning the corner they run into a
man wearing all black with a cane in his right now. Shadow gets a sneering
smile on his face as he takes off his jacket.
Shadow: “Such wasted space around here, I believe that I will show you guys the
way out of here and into a hospital!”
With that said Shadow quickly takes his cane and smashes it across the knees of
TacTik then clotheslining Snypse against the wall causing his head to bounce against
the wall. He then grabs TacTik picking him up
slamming his knee onto one of the storage boxes. He then takes another whack at
his other with his cane as TacTik screams out in
pain.
Turing his attention to Snypse, Shadow takes his cane
across his throat pulling back on it. As Snypse tries
to break free as his face turns blue from the lack of air. Shadow lets go of it
then smacks him across the face with his claw rings that hang on his fingers. Snypse in bloody mess gets pulled over to the window
leading to the other room. Shadow smears an X with his bloody face across the
window as he hurls him through it as the window shatters and Snypse is left on the ground covered in glass and cut up
badly.
Shadow grabs his jacket and cane walking down the hall where his eyes catch
Slayer. He looks around then unveils a solid lead pipe under a sheath that is
his cane. He sneaks up behind Slayer and smashes it directly across the back of
Slayers knee causing the big man to fall to one knee. Shadow looks amazed as
Slayer staggers to get up this time though Shadow nails both knees causing
Slayer to fall to both of them. He walks in front of Slayer and looks at him.
Shadow: “Tell whomever it concerns that I am the one that did this to you.
Especially if have the ability to see Mike Victory.”
Shadow takes his cane and swings at the side of Slayers head causing him to
fall to the ground unconscious. Shadow then looks down and finds a keg and he
slams it down across on Slayers knees. Shadow then rolls Slayer onto a table
looking down at the swollen knees. Shadow shakes his head raises his cane high
up into the air. He smashes it down across the right knee of Slayer again and
again each time with more brute force. He looks over at the other knee and does
the same thing. Shadows hair becomes undone as we see Slayers jeans soaking up
the blood and spilling out. He then stands up on the table and stands over him
putting the handle of his cane right next to the jaw.
Shadow: “I always liked to play golf before my injury. Now it looks like I have
a chance for a hole in one.”
Shadow swings his cane right at Slayers jaw as the camera turns away quickly
and all the audience hears is the sound of a crack. He looks down the hall and
spots Mike Victory’s Office as Slayer is left in a bloody mess. He wanders down
the hall and quickly enters it . The door closes
behind him as the camera tries to get in but it is locked. The camera turns
down to look at the carnage that Shadow has caused in a matter of moments.
Suddenly the door opens back up as Shadow leaves and heads down the hall. The
camera goes into the office to find no one but spots a drawing of a figure on
Victory’s desk. A chalk outline covers his desk as his things are on the floor
but the camera focuses in on the blades that stick up from the desk. They are
directly where the figures knees are at as they have an X on both of them. On
the wall red spray paint runs down it spelling out…. “Never Fear”.
Maura Downs: Oh My god, well there goes our match between Hells Angel and
Slayer. There is no way Slayer can participate in this match.
Mike
Victory deals with the question of number one contender to the Universal Title
Mike victory comes out with no music and no fan fare, he has a serious look on
his face.
Ladies and gentlemen, The board of Directors and
myself have decided that on Scars and Stripes June 29th, the main event will be
a triple threat TLC Hell in a cell match. Christian Cage
versus Great Malinko versus Hells Angel.
More matches will come.
Contract
Signing between US Champion Scotty Delrae and Jordan
Michaels
(The crowd are buzzing, but they fall into an excited hush as the ring crew
start setting up the ring for the contract signing between Jordan Michaels and
Scotty Delrae. The red carpet is spread across the
canvas, and a table placed in the centre of the ring. As they do so, the arena
lights go lower, and the Sex Pistols’ ‘Anarchy In The
UK’ starts to play. The excited hush quickly transforms into an atmosphere of
hostility, and deafening boos as
Downs: Well there you see Jordan Michaels, and he’s hitting the ring early,
ahead of tonight’s Main Event because it’s time to sign the contract for his
match with Scotty Delrae at Scars And Stripes!
Carvenelie: That’s right Maura. The
Carvenelie: Clearly you don’t realise
he’s wrestling Jordan Michaels at Scars And
Stripes…THE Jordan Michaels.
(
Michaels: Thank you! Thank you ladies and gentlemen. But hold your applause, I’m not out here because it’s time for me to
wrestle quite yet. No, instead you get the pleasure of seeing me in this ring
twice in one night! Oh yes, because I hold in my hand the contract. It’s the
contract that makes the match between myself and Scotty Delrae
at Scars And Stripes official.
It’s at Scars And Stripes when I destroy your hero
Scotty Delrae. It’s at Scars And
Stripes that I take his scrawny little neck and snap it like a twig. I know you
cheer him now…and I know you’re all up his ass because somehow he managed to
retain his title last week against Joshua Bryant and The Butcher. But people,
let’s be real here! Joshua Bryant and The Butcher ARE
NOT Jordan Michaels. Joshua Bryant and The Butcher aren’t even in my league.
Not do demean Scotty’s achievements…except that’s exactly what I intend to
do…BEATING A FAT PIECE OF GARBAGE AND A NOBODY ISN’T
BEATING JORDAN MICHAELS!!
Dammit Delrae, get it
through your thick skull. The reason I destroy you every week. The reason that I come out every night and beat the crap out of
you. The reason I prove how insignificant you truly are is that you
can’t beat me. You don’t stand a chance in hell of beating me. I’m one of the
greatest of all time. I’m the best in this company today, tomorrow, yesterday, any day…it’s that simple.
The match at the pay-per-view, it’s not about the
(
Carvenelie: Who invited this guy?
Carvenelie: Well he could’ve waited until
Carvenelie: I just told you they were stupid!
(Delrae steps into the ring and
heads to the turnbuckles. He throws his arms horizontally, holding the
belt out and basking in the applause and adulation of the people of
Now he stands across the table from his arch-nemesis, Jordan Michaels. The
excitement coming from the fans is indicative of just how widely anticipated
the bout between the two is. Scotty looks intense, almost twitching as he
stares into the slightly-amused eyes of The Unstoppable One…)
Delrae:
(The crowd pop big for that, and ‘SCOTTY’ chants break out again. A smile
flashes across his face, and points at the contract, which
Delrae: You hear that
Michaels: I’m fed up of your sh*t Delrae.
I have no idea what crap that little b*tch coach of
yours has filled your farm-boy brain with, but you don’t stand a chance. DON’T
YOU KNOW WHO I AM?? I’ve beaten everybody there is to beat. You name all the
guys in this business – they’ve all been laid out with the SuperKick
from Jordan Michaels. You’re being added to a long list of people, live on
pay-per-view…
Delrae: But that’s where you’re wrong
Michaels: You know what Scotty…ladies first!
(The smile on
The cheers are thunderous as he slides the contract across the table, and puts
all the focus, and all the attention on his adversary.
Carvenelie: What kind of question is that you fool?
Jordan Michaels is your new US Champion…deal with it!
Carvenelie: Classic new champion ladies and
gentlemen…you mark my words!
(Scotty watches as
Delrae: Michaels…you just made the worst mistake of
your life…and at Scars And Stripes, you will wish you
never EVER…TOUCHED…THIS!!
(‘Terrible Lie’ starts up again, and the crowd cheer loudly as Delrae lifts the title belt from his shoulder, and holds it
high into the air. He turns his back on Michaels, and salutes the fans, and the flashbulbs that go off as he does so…)
Downs: There you have it viewers…AND WAIT A MINUTE!!
Carvenelie: Ha ha!
(The crowd explode as Scotty drops the belt and shoves
the table over! This is unreal as the two stand only inches from each other.
They look into each others eyes, and the flickering of cameras illuminates
their intense faces even more than the ring lights!)
Carvenelie: Yeah, a pretty one-sided affair. Look at
(The ‘SCOTTY’ is rippling through the people again, as they will Delrae to take a swing for
Carvenelie: Look at him…the farm boy damn sure ain’t no brain surgeon is he? He’s
going to get his ass kicked by
(Out of nowhere Delrae turns, and rocks
But finally
Carvenelie: Oh thank God!
(
The crowd are in a frenzy as Scotty prepares to run at
Carvenelie: Can you imagine what it’ll be like when
Carvenelie: I give the edge,
and the centre all to Jordan Michaels. Who cares about shoot-fighting.
This is wrestling, and
Daemon
Aestus versus Butcher
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Maura: Fans tonight has been one the most extreme nights I have ever seen in
this company. There have been beatings that I hope to never see again, people
fired, and to much for even words to describe.
Louis: I haven’t seen this much destruction since Foley in Hell in the Cell
many years ago.
Maura: To think we are only in the middle of the show what more could possibly
happen. Lets move onto our next match.
Marlon: Ladies and Gentleman this next match up is a one fall singles match.
The lights dim, and the crowd hushes. A quick pyro
pop explodes as "This Is The New Shit" by
Manson blares over the PA, and Daemon Aestus appears
in the ring entrance. He calmly walks to the ring, tightening and straightening
his tie. He climbs the steel chairs, through the rops
and into the ring.
Marlon: First up from
Maura: Daemon looking great as always in the ring. I know he is ready for
tonight he has been waiting all week.
The lights go out, and the arena is silenced. The opening chords of Kill You
blast from the PA system and fireworks are set off at the top of the entrance
ramp, as Butcher walks through flames. He makes his way down the ramp
accompanied by the fireworks and steps in the ring. The fans start to cheer for
him loudly as Butcher looks confused.
Marlon: His opponent from
Maura: Butcher has certainly have had his problems with Shadow in the recent
week. I think he personally crossed the line by visiting his old man in the
hospital just days before his match up.
Louis: That’s Shadow playing more of those mind games his known for in the
past.
Maura: It still makes me ill to think what Shadow did earlier tonight.
The bell rings and both men come out punching. The go for the collar and elbow
tie up as Butcher forces Daemon into the corner. He chops him with those knife
edge chops as the crowd whoos with each sound.
Butcher whips Daemon into the ropes and charges but Daemon jumps up as Butcher
runs into the turnbuckle and Daemon flips and twists rolling him for the pin
1….2…but Butcher kicks out. Butcher gets up quickly clotheslining
daemon hard to the mat. Butcher grabs the arm and begins to pull on it as
Daemon struggles to get out.
Maura: If I was Butcher I would work on the knees of Daemon to avoid that super
kick of his. So far though this has bean a pretty even match up.
Louis: Great action here makes me proud to be apart of this company.
Daemon grabs the ropes as the ref administers the count and Butcher breaks free
but drags Daemon with him. Daemon breaks free and starts slugging it out with
him. Butcher fights back but Daemon smacks him across the face surprising
Butcher. Daemon looks at him not backing down from him as he irish whips him into the ropes and
catches him with a dropkick right on the chin. Daemon goes for the cover 1….2…
but Butcher kicks out Daemon rolls Butcher to the outside as Butcher lies face
down and Daemon goes to the top rope.
Maura: What is Daemon doing here? Daemon jumps but wait Butcher is up oh my
god! Butcher just caught Daemon in mid air and power slammed directly on the
mat. Daemon is clutching his back and Butcher is up.
Louis: Wow what power this Butcher has in him. I am truly impressed with the
power and quickness of man his size.
Maura: You got that right for once Louis. Butcher rolls Daemon back in ring as
he covers him 1….2….and Daemon kicks out.
Butcher picks him and belly to belly suplexes Daeomon to the mat. Butcher then grabs the ankle and starts
to twist as Daemon screams out in pain and ref asks if he wants to give. Daemon
says no repeatedly as Butcher tightens on the grip. Daemon flips reversing
causing Butcher to flip over as Daemon goes for the pin 1….2… and Butcher kicks
out. Daemon stomps at he knee but shows pain every time. He jumps back grabbing
the knee along with him everything trying to hyper extend
the knee. He quickly locks in a figure four as Butcher yells out in pain.
Suddenly the lights go dim and crowd erupts knowing something is about to
happen. “Giving Into You” by Adema
plays and the crowd explodes as Shadow makes his way out.
Maura: Oh no anything but this man again tonight. I have seen to much violence
for an entire year tonight thanks to that man right there.
Louis: Does Shadow make you a little bit uneasy?
Maura: Highly but one has to wonder why is he down here? Is it to test Butcher
or hurt him. Look at that cane of his covered in
blood.
The lights go on as Shadow comes down the ring and Daemon uses the ropes for
more leverage on the figure four. Shadow gets to ring pounding on the ring
yelling at Butcher. He notices Daemon holding onto the ropes as he tells the
ref and ref makes Daemon break the hold. Daemon turns over Butcher driving his
knee into the ground in front of Shadow. Daemon picks Butcher up and whips him
into the corner and climbs the ropes.
Maura: What is Daemon going to do here? Nice tornado DDT from the top rope from
Daemon as he stomps away at Butcher. Daemon bounces off the ropes and quick leg
drops on Butcher. Daemon is as quick as they come and he is showing why he
belongs in the EWA.
Daemon goes to the top rope and flips going for a swanton
on Butcher but he moves out of the way. Butcher struggles to get up as the pain in his legs are giving him a hard time. Daemon moves a
little as Butcher gets to his feet and drops an elbow across the throat of
Daemon. He picks Daemon up and throws him between his legs and lifts him
nailing a powerbomb dead middle of the ring. Butcher
pins him 1…..2….and Daemon kicks out again. Butcher whips Daemon into the ropes
but misses with a clothesline but Daemon catches him as Butcher staggers. They
both run and bounce off the ropes and nail each other with clotheslines as both
flip inside out.
Maura: What tremendous action we are having here. The ref is administering the
10 count and both men are motionless. 1…..2……3…….4…. and now we start to see
movement out of them. The ref still giving the count as both men start to roll
getting to their feet but neither are there yet. 7….8….. and
Daemon is the first to his feet as he starts firing away at Butcher with left
and rights.
Louis: Both men have given it their all this time around I think the fans are
getting a real treat here.
Daemon tries to whip Butcher into the corner but he reverses it trying to send
Daemon into the turnbuckle but no Daemon reverses it as Butcher goes flying
into the turnbuckle and ref gets caught in the middle. Butcher bounces hard off
the turnbuckle and turns around. Daemon bounces off the ropes and nails Butcher
with his Super Kick and the crowd is on fire as both men fall to the ground.
Maura: Butcher is out and Daemon is to tired to make
the pin.
Louis: Maybe he realizes that the ref is down and he is taking a breather.
Maura: I don’t think so but look who is moving around.
Shadow is making his way up the stairs.
Louis: Oh no this is going to get interesting real quick.
Maura: What is he doing he is just standing over
Butcher looking down at him with a smile. Does he like seeing Butcher in this
much pain? I don’t understand him at all. Wait Shadow is walking off and Daemon
is up. He grabs Shadow by the arm and Shadow is not looking to happy about it
one bit. Daemon is getting in his face yelling at him.
Louis: If I was Daemon I would attack those injured knees of his before he
attacks you.
Maura: I would also if I was Daemon don’t waste your time with Shadow but
Shadow is turning away again. Daemon grabs him by the arm and oh my god! Shadow
just quickly turned around and clocked Daemon right in the head with that
loaded cane! Daemon is out cold and Shadow is dragging The Butcher over Daemon.
Neither man has any idea what is going on. Shadow wakes the ref up and tells
him to count. NO it cant end this way 1……2…….3!! The
Butcher wins with an assist from Shadow! What is going on between these two?
Shadow slides out of the ring as Kill You plays over the PA. Butcher staggers
to the ropes looking back at Shadow wandering what happened. Shadow
smiles at him as he makes his way back.
Maura: Fans Shadow has stuck again tonight and this time it cost Daemon the
match. We’ll be right back!!
Maura:
Well, folks here we go- a match everyone has been anticipating by two of the
biggest stars in the EWA: Sam "Caveman" Smarts and The Great Malinko!
Louis: And here we go!
"You Should Be Dancing" by The Bee Gees dances its way across the PA
as pyro and lasers go off in time to announce the
arrival of one of the more large members of the EWA roster. Caveman appears in
the entrance to a pop from the crowd and makes his way to the ring. He climbs
up through the ropes and gives a pose to the crowd, urging the spectacle on.
The ramp becomes covered in smoke as "Southwest Voodoo" by the Insane
Clown Posse drifts to the audience, and Malinko makes
his way down the ramp, being hailed with boo's courtesy of the arena's
occupants. Malinko gives a light laugh and waves to a
few selected people, seemingly daring them to come after him. Bob walks out
suddenly, getting a very large cheer from the crowd. As he happily walks down
the ramp, he trips, and faceplants the floor, sending
various toys and party favors spilling from his cloak. Malinko
rubs his eyes, shaking his head, as Bob gets up and poses for the crowd,
flexing non-existent muscles. The duo makes their way to the ring as Bob takes
a ringside seat at the announcer's table, and Malinko
climbs in the ring, staring down Caveman hard.
Maura: As the ring gains another person, so does the announcer's table it seems…
Bob's Scroll: You know it, Sweet Cheeks.
Maura: Uh huh…
Bob's Scroll: That was to Louis. Maura, have you gained weight?
Louis: Alright, you two- the match is starting!
The bell sounds, and the referee nods, sending the match on its way. Caveman
sends a taunt to Malinko, and Malinko
rushes. Malinko attempts a running clothesline,
though Caveman sidesteps, and gives a push, sending his opponent into the
ropes. Malinko bounces, spins, and catches a gigantic
boot to the face, sending him promptly to the mat.
Louis: That was brutal!
Bob's Scroll: Almost as bad as last Thanksgiving when I met Malinko's
parents, but th-
Maura slaps the scroll down as the action ensues in the ring.
Caveman slaps his big palm to Malinko's throat and
helps The Great to his feet, and right into the turnbuckle. Caveman gets some
enthusiasm for the crowd, and he runs and then hurtles his chest at Malinko.
Louis: Oh my God!
Malinko dodges at the last second, allowing Caveman's
chest to crunch into the turnbuckle, causing him to double over, grasping his
chest in pain. Malinko gathers strength and sends a
haymaker fist into Caveman's face, setting him upright again, and allowing Malinko to get in a few right's and left's before the two
tie up in a grapple.
The two struggle for a few seconds, and Caveman wins out, picking up Malinko, sending up and over in a suplex,
his back slapping the mat hard, with a big pop from the crowd. Caveman looks a
bit tight from his own move, but struggles to make a pin, the ref there to
count.
1…
Malinko kicks out easily enough, and the big man
looks furious. Caveman picks him up, gives him a palm to the chest and then sets
up for a…
Maura: A powerbomb!
Louis: This should be interesting…
Caveman gets a cheer from the crowd and clear and away picks up Malinko, raises him over his head, and gets a very confused
look as Malinko jerks one way and then next, falling
behind Caveman and turning one vicious move into another.
Louis: Malinko just reversed Caveman's powerbomb into a neck breaker of his own!
Malinko covers.
1…
2…
!
Caveman kicks out at the last second, a frustrated Malinko
rolls and uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet as Caveman gets to one
knee. Malinko bends to gather breath, and he hears a
rumbling. He looks up in time to see Caveman barreling down on him, having
caught a second wind. Caveman's monstrous clothesline connects, and Malinko goes down, eyes closed and partially out. Caveman
grasps the turnbuckle and climbs, signaling the crowd. He reaches the top, and
gives a taunt to the downed Malinko. Caveman gathers
his gusto and leaps, attempting a flying leg drop. Barely! Malinko
rolls at the last moment, and Caveman busts himself on the mat, and he rolls on
his front, his face twisted in pain and his hand rubbing his back. Malinko sees his chance, and shakily gets up, and
approaches Caveman cautiously. He puts a boot in the big man's side and he
grasps the man's arms, pulling them up. His foot sets into his foe's back and-
Maura: The Make A Wish!
The ref gets on his hands and knees, talking to Caveman. Caveman shakes his
head twice, but then nods, yelling. The ref jumps up, and calls it. The bell
rings, and Caveman had said the magic words, ending the match. Malinko starts to raise his arms in victory, though Bob
raises Malinko's right and he shoots a paintball gun
in the air in celebration, Malinko annoyed by the
man's constant presence.
The
Main Event TLC match
Maura: This is what we've all been waiting for folks,
J and Jordan Michaels, tR, defend their tag titles
tonight against the makeshift tag team of Christian
Cage and John Steele.
Louis: IN A TLC MATCH! The titles are suspended 20
feet in the air Maura, and what a match we can expect
this to be!
Maura: And here comes John Steele...
Marlon Marvels: Weighing in at 283 lbs, hailing from
JOHN STEEEEEEEEELE!!!
"Somewhere I Belong" by
The lights go off and a strobe light comes on. There
is a huge burst of pyro, the lights come back on and
the strobe goes off. John Steele comes out, wearing
dark sunglasses and a trench coat. He stands in the
entranceway and stares at the crowd, getting a huge
pop.
Marlon Marvels: And his tag team partner, weighing in
at 260 lbs, from
Universal Champion, Christian CAAAAAGE!!
The Universal Champion appears on the entrance ramp,
and the crowd give him a huge pop. He walks down to
the ring and joins Steele in the ring, facing the
ramp, waiting for tR.
Marlon Marvels: Making their way to the ring, at a
combined weight of 486 lbs, they are the the reigning
tag team champions, J and Jordan Michaels, tR, THE
REVOOOOLUTION!!
The crowd boo the hell out of tR,
who don't seem to
give a rats ass, swearing at the fans as they make
their way to the ring.
(The tables, ladders and chairs are ominously piled
outside the ring. Many tables surround the ring as the
tag teams enter the ring. They all stare at eachother,
the bell rings, and the match begins. Jordan and Cage
trade blows in the centre of the ring, while Steele
has J backed into the corner, laying rights on him.
ropes. He whips him into the ropes, and as he comes
back, dropkicks him to the mat. Meanwhile, Steele has
J on the top turnbuckle, and looks for a superplex,
but J knocks him back and he stumbles into Jordan who
takes him down with an inverted neckbraker. This
gives
Cage a chance as he takes Jordan down with a double
leg takedown, and Jordan slides under the bottom rope
and on the outside, but Cage doesn't see J who
dropkicks him from the top rope, and what a great
start to the match)
Louis: Look at that Maura, tR, my favourites
for this
match, have the upper hand here.
Maura: What are you talking about, it's been pretty
much even to start with.
Louis: Whatever...
Maura: It looks like
to bring in the weapons.
Louis: Smart move if you ask me...
Maura: Well, no-one did did they?
(In the ring, Steel and Cage are double teaming J, who
looks in serious trouble at the moment. Cage whips J
into the corner, then whips Steel into him, who
crushes J with a big splash, causing J to crumple to
the mat. BUT WAIT... Cage just got his lights knocked
out by a vicous chair shot by Michaels, and Steel
turns straight into a chair shot to the ribs, followed
by a chair to the back, which sends him head down on
the mat. J legdrops Steels head, and then holds him
in
an armbar while
laughs as the crowd boo him, but just shrugs it off,
and knocks Cage back into the ropes, signalling for
the Superkick. He steps back and... misses with the
Superkick, and Cage clothslines
him over the top rope.
Cage kicks J in the head, breaking his hold on Steele.
In the corner of his eye, he notices Michaels getting
to his feet, uses the ropes to gain momentum and WHAT
A SUICIDE DIVE THROUGH THE ROPES ON MICHAELS!)
Maura: Woah, did you see that!? Looks like Cage is
pulling out all the stops for this one!
Louis: What you talking about? He was lucky!
(J and Steele battle it out in the ring while Michaels
and Cage are fighting on the outside. Michaels is down
though, and Cage is setting up a table. He sets up two
tables on top of eachother, before sliding a ladder
into the ring, and grabbing a chair. This has given
Michaels time to recover, and when Cage returns to
him, SUPERKICK!! Cage is down! Michaels slides in the
ring, where J has just german-suplexed Steele out of
his boots. They double elbow drop him and J drags him
to his feet. J tells Michaels to set up the ladder and
he does so, while J works over Steele. He tells
Michaels to climb it and as he does, Steele hits him
with a right, and J responds with a right of his own.
The two trade punches while Michaels ascends the
ladder, but Steele gains the upper hand, knocking J
into the ladder, but Michaels spotted it and jumped
off at the last second. J stumbles into a hard right
knocking him down and Michaels runs into a big back
body drop from Steele as Cage begins to come to on the
outside. Steele grabs J up, but J low blows him...
JDT!!! J hit his finisher on Steele!!)
Maura: Man, that was low!! Steele is out, and maybe tR
can win this one!
Louis: What do you mean, maybe!? Of course they are
going to win this one!
(Jordan Michaels shakes Js hand and laughs at Steele,
and then points to a staggering Cage on the outside. J
nods his head and bounces off the ropes, launching
himself over the top rope at Cage but... CRACK!! Fast
thinking by the champion there, he picked up a chair
that was lying close and cracked Js skull with it, and
he's busted wide open. What a disgusting move!)
Maura: Man, that looked bad.
Louis: Sh*t Maura, that WAS bad!
(Michaels slides out beside Cage and looks to take him
down with a right, but Cage ducks it, and then whips
Michaels into the steel steps, which cause them to
crash out of place. Michaels reels in pain as Cage
stalks him with a chair. CRACK! Sickning chair shot
to
the shoulder of Michaels, and another one, followed by
a further three more devastating shots to the back,
shoulders and legs. J can be seen trying to get up,
blood pouring down his face, but he keeps stumbling
over. Cage sets up a table and throws yet another
table into the ring, where Steele sets it up. He
slides out of the ring and grabs J, before throwing
him into the ring. J tries again to get to his feet
but Steele takes him down with a DDT, before dragging
him back to his feet. Cage slides in the ring now and
laughs at J, who is bleeding heavily. He brandishes
the chair about, yelling at J, telling him he's going
to get whats coming to him. Steele holds up J for
Cage, who swings... CRACK!! NO!! J ducked at the last
minute, and Cage hit Steele, his tag team partner, who
gets knocked back on the table. J then manages to
summon the strength to dropkick the chair into Cages
face, knocking him out of the ring. J pulls the ladder
back to a vertical position and climbs it, but instead
of grabbing the titles.. HE SPLASHES STEELE THROUGH
THE TABLE!! Steele is out of it and now J sees his
opportunity. He's badly beaten but tries to get to his
feet.)
Maura: What fighting spirit by J I have to admit. But
wait a minute...
Louis: I told you tR.. tR all
the w-... what the hell
is this!!?
(No-one knows where he came from, but Orange Bullet is
sat atop the turnbuckle with a chair, and as J gets to
his feet, he turns and is stunned to see him there.
throws the chair to J, who catches it, but then..
BULLS EYE!!!
the outside of the ring, and
assaulting him with the chair. Deadly shots open J up
even more, as Michaels is stumbling into the ring. He
grabs the first rung of the ladder, and tries to pull
himself up. He's making it.)
Louis: Look at Michaels go... What a match!!
(Michaels reaches the top of the ladder, and touches
the belts!! But wait a second, it's Scotty Delrae!!)
Maura: IT'S DELRAE!! IT'S DELRAE!! HE'S AFTER
MICHAELS!!
Louis: Do you need to shout??
(Delrae dropkicks the ladder, sending Michaels flying
off it, over the top rope, and through the two tables
on the outside!! He raises his arms to the crowd, who
are blowing the roof off the ceiling. What a match!!
And now both Steele and Cage are in the ring, they
look at the crowd, at the bodies on the outside, then
up at the titles. Both men pull the ladder to the
centre of the ring, climb rung after rung, and
YES....!! NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!!)
Marlon Marvels: Here are your winners, and NEW... EWA
TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS... CHRISTIAN CAGE AND JOHN
STEELE!!!
Maura: We have new champions tonight, Cage and Steele
and what a match that was ladies and gentlemen. This
is what EWA is all about!!
Louis: No way!! tR were screwed.
First
Delrae!! What right do these guys have?? tR were
screwed dammit!!
Maura: Quit your whining!!
(
destruction left by them, smiling, happy that they
cost tR the tag titles. What
carnage!!)
Credits
Opening match= Victory
Smoke Versus Tornado= Victory
Davlin Talking Shit= Davlin
McCaine
Backstage Segment= Shadow
Apologies to Hells Angel for the no match since slayer was attacked and fired
Number One contender to Universal title=Mike Victory
Contract signing= Scotty Delrae and Jordan Micheals
Daemon versus Butcher=Shadow
Great Malinko Versus Caveman= Daemon
The TLC Main Event=Butcher
I want to thank everyone who helped I am sorry for the mistakes and the lack of
html. I promise next show will be better.