[ The camera brings us to a shot of the EWA symbol, which quickly fades to black. We then see a montage of clips from the EWA's last Tuesday Night Heat show. After a 2-3 minute video is show, the EWA Tuesday Night Heat video is played. Many clips of past matches, current superstars and pyro are shown. We are then brought to a shot of inside the Kiel Center in St. Louis, Missouri, where THOUSANDS upon THOUSANDS of fans have flooded the Kiel Center. After a quick view of the fans signs, we are brought to a shot of the announcer's table, where The Informer, Vic Canon and Eddie Sensation are ready to kick of Tuesday Night Heat. ]The Informer - WELCOME FANS, TO TUE--
Voice - Shut up, Informer.
[ As the lights go totally on, the camera shows a Scaffold set next to the ring. A spotlight centers on the top of the Scaffold. As the camera zooms out of the ring, and in on the top of the Scaffold, a man is standing there. It's Arthryn. He has a microphone on hand, and a smirk on his face. ]
Arthryn - WELCOME TO TUESDAY NIGHT HEAT...AND THIS IS...
THE EXTREME [ Fans chant along with Arthryn ]
WRESTLING ARTHRYNIZED Arthryn - Now Informer, Vic Canon and Mr. Sensation, you guys will shut the fuck up! This is my show, this is my time, this is my story, and you have absolutely nothing to say right now.
[ The fans give Arthryn a mixed reaction as he looks around the jam-packed arena. With a slight cackle, he brings the microphone back up to his mouth. ]
Arthryn - Now... Last week, "Tricky"' Tiki Tortez made the biggest mistake of his mother fucking life. He attacked me. He put me through a table with his infamous "Trick or Treat". And Tortez, that's a mistake you will not get the pleasure of doing again.
[ Arthryn looks next to his foot, where a rather big sack is laying there. He reaches down to pick it up, does so, and addresses the crowd once more ]
Arthryn - Now, as I stand up here, and I look at the view below, I can just think of one thing. 'Tiki' flying down to the mat. So Mr. Extreme Division, I don't fucking like your driving. So come and let me set the standards for Extreme in this federation. Come out, show your ugly face, so I can proceed to perform an extreme...EXECUTION!
[ Pause ]
[ The lights suddenly begin to flicker and eventually fade to darkness. The crowd begins to boo already as they know who is about to step out from behind the curtains. Suddenly the jumbo-tron lights up. ]
..::3::.. When they said it couldn't be done...we did it ..::2::.. When they said she couldn't be done...we did her ..::1::.. When they said our society sucked...we made our own ..::0::.. Now You're Fucked .......beep...... ~~~BOOOM~~~ [ The loud crackling can be heard through the arena as the lights suddenly come back on. Standing in the middle of the aisle is none other than "Tricky" Tiki Tortez. He has a microphone in hand as he begins to walk down the aisle and toward the scaffold. ]
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - [Walking down the aisle] It has come to my attention that you have some beef with the Extreme Champion...
[ Pause ]
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - For some odd reason, you find yourself in a situation that makes you the underdog and you are unhappy?
[ Pauses, but continues to walk down the aisle. ]
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - Don't blame me that your career has folded faster than the movie "Eyes Wide Shut". This isn't my fault, and the mere fact that you are mad at me because of your lack of wrestling skills makes me laugh in a way.
[ Tiki is only a few yards away from the scaffold. ]
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - And now you have the guts to call me out in front of these millions of gawking idiots?
[ He is now right in front of the scaffold. ]
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - Preach away brother...but don't bore me with your details.
[ Sitting on the edge of the Scaffold, Arthryn looks down at Tortez, with a confused look on his face ]
Arthryn - "Tricky"...
[ Pause ]
Arthryn - What...
[ Pause ]
Arthryn - the FUCK...
[ Pause ]
Arthryn - are YOU talking about? My career...unfolding? "Tricky", you must have gotten high on some scrapped shit or something, because you don't know what the fuck you're talking about. When it comes to pure talent, to wrestling skills, to a simple ability of kicking ass while looking good, for all you know, you're looking at the best.
[ By now, the fans are giving Arthryn a good reaction as he looks down upon Tortez ]
Arthryn - In order to call you out, "Tricky"...I don't need guts. I just need one thing. Patience. 'Cause when you deal with dumb fucks like you...you have to be really patient.
[ Arthryn smiles as he waits for Tiki's response. ]
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - [Snickers] Oh really...to my knowledge I am not the dumb fuck here. Look at the careers Arthryn...look at them. In only the two and a half months here, my hardcore knowledge has exceeded yours to a full extent. You call yourself extreme? [Laughs] You don't even know the half of being a hardcore wrestler.
[ Pauses as he begins to walk around the scaffold. ]
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - And this is your idea of extreme...a scaffold? Give me a break, this is nothing but a mere crowd pleaser. What can possibly be made out of this other than the mere fact that you are only trying to gain attention, and feel as though the only possible way of gaining it is through me.
[ Tiki waits patiently for the crowd to stop booing and continues. ]
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - Like I said before, if you've got frustration with Tiki Tortez, than that's that. But when you act upon that, you are asking for trouble. And bitch, you are asking for trouble. So I suggest you shut that hole of yours before I come up there and fill it with my size 12 bitch!
[ The crowd does not await to give Tortez their opinions, with loud boo's all over. Arthryn smirks, and puts the microphone up to his mouth again ]
Arthryn - I swear to God, I haven't seen someone as full of shit as YOU are. I hold the longest fucking reign for the North American title. 80, oh God mother fucking 5 days. But you know, the past is the past. Right now, what matters, is that you're looking above at the man that is going to beat your ass so badly, you will go back to backyard wrestling, and your definition of extreme will be getting a pin out of the ring area.
[ Holding his right arm up high, he has that sack he picked up earlier ]
Arthryn - Now, in my hand...I have the last of the Mohicans, I have the last touch to this all. You call yourself all fucking extreme and whatever, then lets go.
[ Opening the bag, thumbtacks fall all over the edge of the scaffold, all around the scaffold and even some fall on the mat. ]
Arthryn - Mr. "I am the Extreme Division" Tortez...this is a Scaffold Thumbtacks match. I don't know you're smart enough to understand, but once I throw you off of the Scaffold, everything...you, your title reign, and your career will simply be on a downfall. Got it?
[ Tiki smiles at Arthryn as he continues to look at the tacks around his feet. ]
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - With all due respect, this doesn't impress me one bit. Purely upon the fact that if I walk up those steps, I am not coming down until I am damn well ready. You my friend, will be the one falling on those tacks, so don't think that this is going to sway my idea of who you really are...a sore pathetic loser.
[ Pause ]
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - But if you feel you are ready to step up to the plate, then so be it, I wouldn't mind showing you why I am the undefeated Extreme Champion. Only I can say champion, you are stuck with the tag line (former), what's up with that.
[ Crowd boos ]
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - I do not respect you one bit Arthryn, not even on an average level. You are the epitome of what disgusts me. That is why I am going to take so much pleasure in ripping you limb from limb. But rest assure, you have one chance to step out of this while you can, once chance to take yourself out of the way, and escape this turmoil you are about to enter, because I WILL destroy you, and I WILL take your body and throw it violently unto those many, many, tacks.
[ Pause ]
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - So what is it Arthryn, either you call this off and go on with your life, or I climb up there and show you the true meaning of pain!
[ Arthryn smiles, as he nods slowly. ]
Arthryn - I AM indeed the epitome. I am the epitome of wrestling, Tiki. Come up. Let me beat your ass right NOW. And Tortez, look up. As you climb the stairs to heaven, look up. 'Cause when you get here...to the top of this scaffold...you are going to meet your mother fucking maker. 'Cause I...
[ Pause ]
Arthryn - AM...
[ Pause ]
Arthryn - ARTHRYN!
[ Pause ]
Arthryn - HUNTER, JUDGE...AND MOTHER FUCKING EXECUTOR!
[ Tiki then turns his smile into a grin and tears off his shirt. Arthryn does the same as Tiki begins to climb the scaffold of fate. ]
EWA Extreme Title Scaffold Match
Arthryn vs. "Tricky" Tiki Tortez[ Tiki gets on top of the scaffold and immediately charges at Arthryn. Arthryn grabs his face as he closes in and the two begin to throw punches left and right. ]
Vic Canon - It looks like we have a match here folks!
Eddie Sensation - Yes it does. These two aren't wasting any time.
The Informer - Whoa, Arthryn just drilled Tiki in the face with that powerful right hand. That guy has some power.
Vic Canon - He sure does and this crowd loves him tonight.
Eddie Sensation - Oh the crowd doesn't mean anything, Tiki Tortez is the man to watch tonight.
The Informer - Let's just keep our mind on the match here guys. Look at these two they are totally beating the crap out of each other.
Vic Canon - Whoa, you are right. Look at Arthryn, he just powerbombed Tiki Tortez right down to the scaffold. These two guys aren't holding anything back.
Eddie Sensation - Arthryn is now stomping away at Tiki, that's not right! This isn't fair!
The Informer - How is it not fair?
Vic Canon - Just ignore him man, he doesn't know what he is talking about. Whoa, Tiki just grabbed Arthryn's foot!
Eddie Sensation - Look at that, he dragged Arthryn right down. Now Tiki is slowly getting up.
The Informer - Tiki picks up Arthryn by the hair and is now punching him in the face...lefts and rights, he's got some spunk in him.
Vic Canon - He sure does, this kid has some talent. But lets not forget what Arthryn has in store for him, he's got some talent on his side.
Eddie Sensation - He sure does, but nothing compared to Tiki Tortez. This guy is like the leader of this EWA revolution.
The Informer - Arthryn is now fighting back with lefts and rights of his own. These two guys are sure showing what they've got for us tonight and the match just started!
Vic Canon - Tiki blocks a strong left arm of Arthryn and knocks him right to the ground. Oh no look at Tiki, he is taunting the crowd.
Eddie Sensation - That is pure sportsmanship, he is keeping the crowd in the game, there is nothing wrong with that...NOTHING!
The Informer - Don't get so argumentative there. He just made a statement.
Vic Canon - Yeah, you make it seem like you are hiding something.
Eddie Sensation - I am not...just watching a perfectly good wrestling match.
The Informer - Whatever...OH WOW, Tiki just nailed Arthryn with a flying forearm smash. OH NOW HE IS GOING TO FALL OVER!!!
Vic Canon - ARTHRYN IS ABOUT TO FALL OVER. HE IS HANGING BY HIS HANDS.
Eddie Sensation - NO, Tiki thinks he's won the match already. He is gloating in the ring.
The Informer - Here comes Arthryn from behind...he found his way up. Tiki is not paying attention. Uh oh, he is going to drill him.
Vic Canon - Arthryn is going to push Tiki over and Tortez doesn't even know what's going to hit him.
Eddie Sensation - TURN AROUND TIKI!
The Informer - Tiki turns around just as Arthryn charges at him. Tortez grabs his head and falls straight to the ground.
Vic Canon - What a move by Tortez, he called that perfectly. Both of these men are putting up a valiant fight.
Eddie Sensation - Yeah, but Tiki's is MORE valiant. Look at him go, he has EVERY move pre-planned.
The Informer - Well, we'll see. Look at Tiki go now...he just drilled Arthryn with a powerful elbow smash.
[ Arthryn begins to hype up the crowd. ]
Vic Canon - This guy is a class-act man, he's got what it takes to be a pure superstar.
Eddie Sensation - I was thinking the same...about Tiki Tortez.
The Informer - Will you just stop and watch the match? These guys are putting on one hell of a show.
Vic Canon - Listen to him Eddie, he's right. Look at these two, they are practically killing each other.
Eddie Sensation - Oh, Arthryn just got decked by Tiki. That was one powerful piledriver. Tiki is now standing over the limp body of Arthryn.
The Informer - I can't believe that, he just pushed Arthryn's head right into that solid wood. This guy is a maniac.
Vic Canon - I can agree with that. Look at him...he's laughing!
Eddie Sensation - Ha, that's how come he is the greatest.
The Informer - Whatever...but now what is he doing? He has the opportunity to throw Arthryn over, but isn't. He is in the corner of the scaffold and pulling at something.
Vic Canon - What the hell is he doing?
CRACK! Eddie Sensation - OH MY GOD, HE JUST BROKE OFF A PIECE OF THE SCAFFOLD. HE HAS A PIECE OF WOOD IN HIS HAND!
The Informer - This is just absurd, what in the hell is going on with this guy.
Vic Canon - Tiki Tortez is a crazed lunatic. Look at him show off to the crowd with the wood he has.
Eddie Sensation - [snickers] You...um...said...
Vic Canon - I know what I said!
The Informer - Tiki raises the piece of wood above his head! OH NO, HE CAN'T DO THIS!!
CRACK! Vic Canon - He just nailed Arthryn in the face with that piece of wood. What is he doing, he has this match won!?
Eddie Sensation - He's taking out the trash Canon...taking out the trash!
The Informer - Arthryn is not moving anymore. Tiki is just standing above him...laughing.
Vic Canon - He is horrible...and now look at him...he is taunting the crowd. Look at him wave that weapon around like it is a toy.
Eddie Sensation - A true sportsman, the EWA needs more guys like him.
The Informer - Whatever...oh wait, look behind Tiki, Arthryn is slowly getting up, and boy do I mean slowly.
Vic Canon - Look at his face...Arthryn's face is cut open at the forehead. I can't believe this.
Eddie Sensation - Tiki, TURN AROUND!! ARTHRYN IS GETTING UP!!!
The Informer - Ha, Tiki is pre-occupied with entertaining this crowd and he doesn't even know Arthryn is getting up, and now HE IS UP.
Vic Canon - Arthryn is staggering around, but finally gains his footing and stares at the back of Tiki's head. What is he going to do?
Eddie Sensation - I don't know but it doesn't look too good from here!
The Informer - There he goes...he charges at Tiki and SHOVES HIM OVER THE EDGE...HE SHOVED TIKI OVER THE EDGE.
Vic Canon - I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!
Eddie Sensation - NO!!!!!!!!!
The Informer - WAIT, Tiki is hanging on the side of the scaffold, by two hands. He slowly makes his way back up.
Vic Canon - That was a close one, but Arthryn is waiting for him. Tiki is now back on top of the scaffold folks.
Eddie Sensation - Now Arthryn is kicking away at Tiki. Let's take a replay of what just happened to Tiki...
[ A replay shows the incident of the almost near fall of Tiki Tortez, and how he slowly made it back up to the scaffold instead of falling on the thousands of tacks waiting below. ]
The Informer - That was so close guys, I thought Arthryn had the match won there!
Vic Canon - So did I! But now look at Arthryn, he may have a bloody and bruised face, but that's not holding him back in this match.
Eddie Sensation - YET...but Tiki will take the advantage back real soon. This guy is 9-0 and Extreme Champion, he's not going to let some bitch like Arthryn take away his streak.
The Informer - Maybe, maybe not, but we are watching one hell of a match here right now!
Vic Canon - Look at these two! They are relentless tonight, I can't believe they are doing so well in so much pain.
Eddie Sensation - Arthryn is now kicking away at Tiki, this guy is pure cheap shots, how many REAL moves have you seen him do tonight?
The Informer - EVERY MOVE he does is a real move. He's got talent, as does Tiki, but we aren't the ones criticizing Tiki's every move are we!?
Vic Canon - Yeah, Informer hit the nail on the head. Both of these men are giving it their all tonight.
Eddie Sensation - Whatever, Tiki is just doing it the right way. Look at Arthryn he is pummeling Tiki now! NO!!!
The Informer - YES!! Arthryn just nailed a devastating Elbow drop onto the face of Tiki, this match is just grueling.
Vic Canon - Now Tiki is beginning to bleed from the mouth. Something is going on here, Tiki is taking one hell of an ass kicking.
Eddie Sensation - Yeah because...
The Informer - OH NO...Arthryn just did a mid-air fist to the face move. I haven't seen a move that devastating in a while.
Vic Canon - Of course not, no one ever had to resort to that type of move, but Arthryn perfected it.
Eddie Sensation - Shit, I think he broke Tiki's nose!!!
The Informer - Me too! Tortez is in a lot of pain right now. He is holding his nose with both hands and we can still see some blood trickling out.
Vic Canon - Arthryn is getting a little tired now. The sweat is beginning to drip from his forehead. He gets down on one knee and begins to pummel Tiki's face.
Eddie Sensation - He is opening the wound on his nose. This isn't...
The Informer - Tiki is stuck. His arms are pinned behind him as Arthryn just pounds away at his face. Both men are perspiring and bleeding immensely.
Vic Canon - This is like a straight out street fight here. Arthryn is now lifting up Tiki by the hair.
Eddie Sensation - Tortez is out of it folks, he doesn't know where he is. Arthryn is now preparing something!
The Informer - He takes Tiki's head and forces him to bend over. Uh oh, do are you thinking what I am thinking.
Vic Canon - I think so!
Eddie Sensation - Um...I hope I'm not, because if you are then that means Arthryn's a fag.
The Informer - You have a sick mind do you know that? Anyway, Arthryn is setting him up, he's set!!!
Vic Canon - UH OH, HERE IT COMES!!!
Eddie Sensation - NO!!!!
CRACK! The Informer - HOLY SHIT ARTHRYN JUST POWRBOMBED TIKI TO THE WOODEN SURFACE!!
Vic Canon - I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. Tiki Tortez is done for. All Arthryn has to do is push him over the edge.
Eddie Sensation - But he isn't?!?!
The Informer - Arthryn wants a little revenge. He walks over to the spot where Tiki pulled the wooden board and...
CRACK! Vic Canon - He just pulled another board from the scaffold. This thing is getting smaller and smaller by the minute.
Eddie Sensation - Now Arthryn is going to hit Tiki...I can't watch!!!
The Informer - There he goes and...OUCH...he just nailed Tiki in the gut with the butt-end of the wood. And now what?
Vic Canon - He is continuously beating the shit out of him with that board...what is Tiki going to do?
Eddie Sensation - SOMETHING SOON OR HE IS GOING TO LOSE THIS MATCH!!!
The Informer - That's for sure!
Vic Canon - What is Arthryn doing now? He has this match won but won't throw Tiki over!
Eddie Sensation - What gives? Does he want some sort of payback or something? He should TRY to win this as soon as he can, 'cause Tiki will come back.
The Informer - That may be true, but right now Arthryn has full control of this match.
Vic Canon - He sure does...look at him wave that piece of wood around. What is he doing now?
Eddie Sensation - DEAR GOD NO!!!!
CRACK! The Informer - AGAIN?!
CRACK! The Informer - AGAIN!?
CRACK! The Informer - HOLY SHIT, HE HIT HIM THREE TIMES WITH THAT WOODEN WEAPON OF DEATH!!
Vic Canon - A little over exaggerated, but he is still in some pain here. Look at Tiki, I don't think he even knows where he is!
Eddie Sensation - Tiki can't take this anymore. And I don't think Arthryn wants to continue this any longer either. He looks as though he is ready to take out Tiki!
The Informer - I think so!
Vic Canon - Arthryn takes the piece of wood and throws it down the ledge. He backs up to grab Tiki's head and...FALLS OVER!!!
Eddie Sensation - YES!!!! ARTHRYN FELL OVER THE EDGE!!!
The Informer - NO WAIT, HE IS BARELY HANGING ON AND TIKI TORTEZ IS UNCONSCIOUS.
Vic Canon - What in the hell. Arthryn fell from the spot that Tiki and him pulled off the wood. He is barely hanging on now. Tiki is still motionless on the other side.
Eddie Sensation - FALL FALL FALL!!!
The Informer - Shut up, it could end like that if Arthryn doesn't do something quick. Tiki Tortez is starting to move now. He lifts his head up but is in a daze.
Vic Canon - Both men have taken a huge beating tonight. They are both covered in blood and have MANY bruises over their face.
Eddie Sensation - This can't go on much longer. Whew, Tiki is finally starting to get up.
The Informer - As is Arthryn, he is just barely making it back on top of the scaffold. These two guys are going to get up at the same time!
Vic Canon - You're right! Arthryn's up! And so is Tiki! This is going to be hellacious here!
Eddie Sensation - Both of these men are dead tired, they can barely see. A mixture of blood and sweat seeps down their faces.
The Informer - Arthryn's not done yet though...he charges at Tiki...
Vic Canon - OH NO!!!!!!!!! THAT WAS A LOW-BLOW BY TIKI TORTEZ!!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!!
Eddie Sensation - TIKI'S GOT THIS ONE!!!!
The Informer - HE JUST EYE-GOUGED ARTHRYN!!! NOW HE GRABS HIS FACE.
Vic Canon - HE IS SETTING HIM UP!!!!
Eddie Sensation - YES!!!!! THERE HE GOES!!!!! TRICK OR TREAT!!!!! ARTHRYN IS LAID OUT!!!!
The Informer - TIKI PICKS UP ARTHRYN IN A SUPERHERO TYPE FASHION AND THROWS HIM OVER THE SCAFFOLD!!!!
Vic Canon - ARTHRYN LANDS ON THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS OF TACKS!!!! THIS MATCH IS OVER!!!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!!!
Eddie Sensation - I told you he would win!!
The Informer - Yes you were right obviously, but that was one hell of a match.
Vic Canon - Arthryn is in a lot of pain. Look at him. He is covered in tacks.
Eddie Sensation - Ladies and gentlemen, this match is over, and your winner is none other than "Tricky" Tiki Tortez.
The Informer - This was a well-fought match ladies and gentlemen, hats off to both of these wrestlers.
Vic Canon - Definitely, but don't think you heard the last from Arthryn, I know he's got a few tricks up his sleeve.
Eddie Sensation - As does Tiki Tortez...the original Trickster.
The Informer - Yeah, that's right [Sarcastically]
[ The EWA Video Wall goes black. A series of commercials of EWA sponcers are shown. ]
Pre-Match Interview with Cody Covington [ Cody Covington is seen talking to some backstage staff... ]
Cody Covington - Hey guys, I have been around the locker area four or five times and still haven't seen mine. Whats going on here?
Stagehand - I'm sorry, but I don't know whats going on. Maybe there was just a shortage. I'm sure you could change in the bathroom ... or in a closet.
Cody Covington - No, thats allright. I'll just use a friends...
[ Cody walks off, a big black leather bag is dangling over his broad shoulders. He is wearing his Oakley's, black addidas swishy pants, and a tight black shirt. He stops in front of BrinK's locker room and knocks... ]
Cody Covington - Yo, BrinK? You in there dude?
[ Long pause ]
Cody Covington - Eh, I guess not...
[ Cody goes into the locker room ... looks like BrinK has been in there already. Cody puts all his stuff in the corner and looks around for a little bit and then starts taking his shoes off. Rob DiMarco walks into the room... ]
Rob DiMarco - Hey Cody, can I get a few questions?
Cody Covington - Ah, the ever so annoying EWA Interview, Robbie DiMarco ... I should have known. Sure man ... knock yourself out...
Rob DiMarco - First of all, what are you doing in BrinK's locker room??
Cody Covington - Sheesh, I wasn't assigned one ... and him being a good friend of mine I just though I could share with him. Its no big deal man ...
Rob DiMarco - Okay, how are you feeling?
Cody Covington - Like shit. I'm have been pretty lonely lately. Seems like nobody wants to have anything to do with me. Not even my own stablemates have been that friendly. Which is kinda strange, seeing how all of us are good friends. But oh well, I'll get over it...
Rob DiMarco - What have you done to prepare for tonights match?
Cody Covington - Nothing special Robbie, just old fashioned stuff like working out. Doesn't everyone do that to prepare for a match?
Rob DiMarco - Well...
Cody Covington - I wasn't asking you! If you know me ... you know I hate doing hardcore. There's no class to it at all, and is basically barbarian. Hardcore wrestling reminds me of two cavemen beating each other over the heads with clubs ... it involves no skill at all ... and people who are advanced in technical wrestling ... aren't too good at it either. Tonight its not about preferences though, its about me giving Ethan Tyler what has been coming to him the day he has entered the EWA ... a supreme ass beating. Ethan Tyler is nothing but a smart ass bitch who can't keep his mouth shut for anything. He didn't have to get involved in my business ... he could've held it in and just ignored me. But he didn't ... he had to ruin MY moment. He got my ex girlfriend involved with everything ... he's made it personal. And like people have seen from the past ... I go over the edge when an opponent takes shots at my family or anyone associated with me. Don't believe me? Just ask Divine. Tyler ... tonight will be your last stand because "When C4 hits you... your world will be blown apart!"
Rob DiMarco - Thank you for your time.
No Disqualifications Match
Ethan Tyler vs. Cody CovingtonChris Myers - Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall, and is a No Disqualifications Match!
[ "So What'cha Want?" by The Beastie Boys plays in the arena as Ethan Tyler walks out to the ring to tremendous boos. ]
Chris Myers - Introduci-
Ethan Tyler - I WILL HANDLE THE INTRODUCTIONS! Making his way to the ring, standing 6'3" and weighing at at the baddest 246 pounds ever known to mankind, one-third of the elite, strong, and UNBEATABLE TEAM BALLZ, from Portland, Or. here is Ethan Tyler!
[ Tyler climbs into the ring to boos and taunts the crowd. ]
[ "My Own Summer (Shove It)" by The Deftones plays as Cody Covington slowly walks out from the back, leaving his eyes focused on Tyler the whole time. ]
Ethan Tyler - Taking his sweet time to the ring, standing 6'6 soon to be 3'5 when I cut his ass down, weighing in at 283 lbs. with 75% body fat, from the Geezer State, Cody Coving-
[ C4 rushes the ring and Tyler and him begin to brawl ]
Eddie Sensation - The bell rings and we are under way! Tyler and Cody are continuing the brawl from Rival Schoolz! Covington hammers Tyler in the head. He's staggering!
Vic Canon - Covington has the advantage, come on Cody! Scoop Slam by Covington, right into a leg drop. Covington picks up Tyler and he's already going for Clearly Crippling!
The Informer - He has Tyler up in the air, the roof is coming off this place! Here it comes, wait wait, Tyler is fighting him!
Vic Canon - NO NO NO NO! Damnit! Tyler gets out of it and hits a reverse DDT. Tyler now goes outside the ring, that lazy coward....
Eddie Sensation - Vic, if you say anymore crap, you will have to fess up to Tyler.
Vic Canon - Screw Tyler! I hate his guts!
The Informer - Tyler has a chair and he rocks Covington's skull with it, you know, for once can there be an Ethan Tyler match without a weapon?
Eddie Sensation - Tyler with the Asai Moonsault! Tyler goes for the pin!
The Informer - No, he's actually going for another one! WHAM! COVINGTON ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! Tyler goes face first into the ring!
Vic Canon - Covington has that chair and what goes around comes around, he hits Tyler in the leg! Covington with a single leg crab! Covington is WRENCHING Back!
Eddie Sensation - Question time fellas, which is louder, Covington's war cry or Tyler's screams of pain?
Vic Canon - Tyler's screams of pain, squeal like a pig boy! Covington is almost laying on top of Tyler, why won't he submit!?
The Informer - Tyler grabbing for anything and he has Covington's neck! He's pulling Covington, who will let go first, Covington or Tyler?
Eddie Sensation - Covington is turning red, Tyler has a grimace of pain on his face! Both men are screaming in pain and they release!
The Informer - Both men are down and out, who will get up first?
Vic Canon - Tyler is crawling towards Covington who is just starting to stir. Tyler crawls right into Covington's face and he's saying something to Cody...... DISGUSTING! He just spit right into Cody's face!
Eddie Sensation - That woke up Covington who just leaped to his feet! Him and Tyler are now punching away! Covington with an irish whip, Tyler reverses, Covington lands against the ropes and is catching his breath.
The Informer - Tyler runs at Covington, clothesline, both me go over the top rope! They're still fighting though! Punching away! They're brawling all the way into the back!
Eddie Sensation - Both men have disappeared into the back.... Is the match over? Well, if they're not back in the ring when we come back from commercial it's safe to say so.....
[ The EWA Video Wall goes black. A series of commercials of EWA sponcers are shown. ]
Vic Canon - Welcome back to Heat fans, and Tyler and Covington have not returned to ringside, so their match is over, but we've managed to catch them backstage and see what they're up to.... Tyler and Covington duking it out now, Tyler slams Covington into a wall and smashes his head into that locker room door!
The Informer - Tyler has Covington in that locker room and oooh! He throws Covington right through that chair by his hair! Tyler now jumps on Covington and is punching away, this is nuts!
Backstage... [ El GiGante and Zoomer are seen walking up and down the hallways of the Kiel Center. GiGante is dressed in a red ECKO hoody and baggy jeans. Zoomer is dressed in his street clothes. GiGante stops right in front of the boiler room and looks at Zoomer.... ]
Zoomer - Why are we here?
El GiGante - Its a perfect hiding spot esa!
Zoomer - Why are we hiding?
El GiGante - I didn't tell you already esa?
Zoomer - Nope.
El GiGante - We're gonna hide in this boiler room so what dat piece of s*it Mr. Hunter walks by here we will jump him. But see esa he doesn't know that, does he?
Zoomer - No I don't think so.
El GiGante - Righhhhhhtttttt! Now les go before his gay @#$ gets here!
[ Zoomer and GiGante run inside the boiler room. GiGante shuts off the lights and peaks out a corner of the window waiting for Walther...... ]
Backstage... [ The camera is in the backstage area of the Kiel Center... the place where the fans can purchase shirts, videos, food, alcohol, etc. Speaking of the fans, there are about fifty people all marching around like zombies... eager to get what they want and get back to the show. There are arguments over prices, people trying to jack the shirts, all hell is breaking loose... well, not yet actually... ]
Voice - YO, YO, YO! OVER HERE B's!!
[ The camera turns to a small dark corner where a small stand made out of wood is set up. As the camera zooms in you can clearly see that Da Bj BOYZ are sitting at the table with smiles on their faces... ]
Adam Kress - Yes fans, finally we have a new 'experience' for all of you! Finally, there will be more than just corndogs and beer. Finally, we will have the products and supply to fulfill an African American's needs!!
Brian Kress - They will sell you beer... we will sell you Hennesey!! They will sell you pizza and fries... and we will sell you Wato'Melon and Fried Chicken!! Why get a program when you can get the newest issue of 'Jet Magazine?!'
[ A skinny Caucasian teenager with long black hair walks over to the stand... ]
Adam Kress - Hey look! Its TOM STONE!! I think he has come to his senses and will go along with our demands!
Brian Kress - But Adam... that isn't Tom Stone...
[ Adam rolls his eyes at Brian and smacks him in the back of the head... ]
Adam Kress - Why are you always such an asshole?! Your so damn stupid sometimes!
Brian Kress - I'm sorry...
Adam Kress - Sorry isn't good enough!
Teenager - Hey guys, I was wondering if I could get an autograph??
Brian Kress - One moment please...
[ Brian pulls out a crate from underneath the stand, it is filled with rap CD's. He grabs a Dr. Dre CD, and signs Dr. Dre's name on it, handing it over to the kid... ]
Brian Kress - There yo go buddy, I hope you enjoy this as much as I did...
Teenager - Umm, I don't think you understand Brian. I want your autograph, you and Adams... not Dr. Dre's.
Adam Kress - Don't be silly kid... why on earth would you want our autographs over Dr. Dre's?! That's just being idiotic...
Brian Kress - Yeah man, you ruined the moment. We aren't signing nothing anyway... would you like a slice of wato'melon?
Adam Kress - Or what about a chicken leg?
Teenager - No thanks guys, I better get back to my seat. Good luck tonight in your match... not like your going to need it.
[ The kid walks away before the two brothers can get a word in. They both look at each other with wide eyes. ]
Adam Kress - HEY! Did he just say we have a match tonight?!?
Brian Kress - Yeah, that's what he said allright! We weren't even given any notice!!
Adam Kress - That rat bastard Tom Stone! C'mon Brian, lets go clear this situation up...
[ The two brothers get up from the stand and begin walking down the hallway. A few minutes later Brian runs back to the stand and grabs the watermelon and bucket of fried chicken. ]
Suddenly... [ A voice emerges from the arena’s speakers. ]
"Everybody get a pen and paper out; it’s time you learn a lesson from “ThE kInG oF gLiTz AnD gLaMoUr" [ “What’s the difference” by Dr. Dre kicks into the speakers and the crowd arise to their feet to applaud the man who had the match of his career at “Rival Skoolz”. After around a 30 second wait Lorenzo Hayes steps out from behind the curtain accompanied by his beautiful soon to be wife Dominique Toto. Lorenzo who has an Versace sports coat on has his hair gelled back and has his eyes covered with his silver Oakley shades. Dominique has a tube top on that leaves nothing to the imagination and a short skirt that has men’s eyes popping out of their sockets. Lorenzo helps Dominique into the ring and then walks into the ring and grabs a mic. ]
Lorenzo Hayes - Every single person in this building should right now be on there feet applauding greatness, applauding the man who became the teacher, applauding the man WHO BEAT DON MICHAELS!
[ The crowd erupts in cheers. ]
Vic Canon - Even I will applaud him their; Lorenzo Hayes fought an excellent and well deserved match two weeks ago!
Eddie Sensation - I still stick to my claim that Don Michaels got screwed!
Lorenzo Hayes - At Rival Skoolz I did exactly what I said I was going to do, I beat Don Michaels ass and made it entertaining in the process!
Dominique Toto - You did a damn good job honey, I’m so proud of you!
Lorenzo Hayes - As well you should be! For the past 4 months I have been aggravated by that piece of yesterday’s garbage over and over and at Rival Skoolz I threw out the trash in a big way! Don Michaels you might be a good wrestler but at the ppv I proved to every one of my doubters all the people that said that I was nothing compared to you; THAT I AM BETTER!
Dominique Toto - Lorenzo baby you took ShowTime to a new level!
Lorenzo Hayes - And I did it without even breaking a sweat! I mean seriously Don you would have thought that you could have put up a better match than that!
Dominique Toto - I’m pretty sure Jeannine Trujillo could have put up a better fight, is she next on your list?
Lorenzo Hayes - Well I’ve got rid of my once mentor, and Jeannine is a whore who I wouldn’t even place my hands on; nobody comes to my mind and you know why Dominique?
Dominique Toto - No, why?
Lorenzo Hayes - Because I’m way too good for everybody in this federation, and if you think I’m just spewing out words to cut a promo, go ask Don Michaels; he knows how good I am I mean I made him look pathetic when I tutored him in the wrestling ring!
Dominique Toto - You’re unstoppable sweetie!
Lorenzo Hayes - I know I am, but enough about me, look at you honey you are looking HOT tonight don’t we agree fans?
[ The crowd erupts in chants of “show us your tits”. ]
Dominique Toto - You guys want to see?
Eddie Sensation - Listen to the crowd they want to see some melons!
Dominique Toto - I’m sorry but that just ain’t going to happen, I’m just way to good for you guys and way to good for all the girls!
Lorenzo Hayes - Not only are you hot, but you’re 100 % natural unlike all the sluts in the back!
Dominique Toto - I am beautiful aren’t I?
The Informer - What’s up with Dominique’s attitude?
Vic Canon - She’s dating Lorenzo Hayes; enough said!
Lorenzo Hayes - You are beautiful Dominique, but not as much as me! Nobody compares to Lorenzo Hayes, Don Michaels you found that out the hard way, when I made you look like the unintelligent rookie, and the man who lost his spotlight!
Dominique Toto - But you know what Lorenzo, Don Michaels might find a benefit out of getting beat.
Lorenzo Hayes - What’s that?
Dominique Toto - Seeing how he isn’t The $uperstar anymore, hopefully his movie agents won’t phone him and ask him to act in terribly lame movies!
Lorenzo Hayes - You make a good point sweetie, but enough Don Michaels he’s in the past and now let’s concentrate on the future, let’s concentrate on LORENZO HAYES!
Eddie Sensation - God this guy loves him self!
Lorenzo Hayes - Dominique when you hear my name what comes to mind?
Vic Canon - I’m sorry but this is disgusting get this egotistical maniac out of the ring, I just can’t take him talking about himself for ten straight minutes!
The Informer - Well the fans can, for some strange reason they seem to like the guy!
Dominique Toto - Perfection!
Lorenzo Hayes - Perfection, is exactly what I think also! And that’s my problem Dominique I’m so perfect that I have no challenges in this federation!
Dominique Toto - Lorenzo have you ever had a challenge in your life?
Lorenzo Hayes - Nope not really.
Dominique Toto - Exactly so everything will be ok! But I’ve got a question for you Lorenzo, when you hear my name what comes to your mind.
Eddie Sensation - Jesus Christ someone please stop this interview!
Lorenzo Hayes - Ravishing!
Dominique Toto - I am ravish…
..::3::.. "Stop!" ..::2::.. "I can't take it anymore!" ..::1::.. "Get him out of the ring!" ..::0::.. "EGOTISTICAL MUTHAFUCKA!!!" .......beep....... BOOM!!! [ "Gone by Segression begins to play as Fallen Angel walks down to the ring, followed by Kimberly and "Tricky" Tiki Tortez. The crowd errupts in a series of boos. ]
Vic Canon - What the hell?!
The Informer - It looks like Fallen Angel's had enough of Lorenzo Hayes and Dominique!
Eddie Sensation - And more importantly... THEIR EGOS!!!
[ The three members of Society X slide into the ring. Fallen Angel takes a microphone from Chris Myers, and Hayes and Toto back away. ]
Vic Canon - Shhh!
Fallen Angel - Are you completely stupid, Stallion?
[ Lorenzo Hayes takes a step forward and smiles. ]
Lorenzo Hayes - What makes you say that... Angel?
[ Fallen Angel takes a step closer. ]
Fallen Angel - You aren't perfect, Hayes... And you sure as hell ain't ravishing, Dominique. What you are, to put it in terms you'd understand... You two are simply "out of fashion".
The Informer - Uh oh.
Fallen Angel - After four months of the same old shit, week after week, people begin to get a little "uninterested". After the same boring slogans ringing through their ears everytime they sit down to watch Heat, people begin to get a little SICK AND FUCKING TIRED!!!
Lorenzo Hayes - What would you know? Come on, man... You're here, you're there, you're everywhere... In the last six months you must've been in and out of action three or four times... What's the go?!
Fallen Angel - What's the go?! What's the go?! Tiki?
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - You better shut your fucking mouth, Hayes, before we fill it with commentrary desk... That's "what's the go".
Fallen Angel - Damn right... Lorenzo... Shut your mouth for more than thirty seconds and maybe you'll learn a thing or two about professional wrestling...
[ Fallen Angel turns around to face the crowd. ]
Fallen Angel - Ladies and gentlemen... Throw down your pens and paper; this lesson is over. There's a new teacher in town...
[ The crowd boos loudly. ]
Fallen Angel - He's not about looks, or wealth, or pop-fucking-status... This lesson's gonna be about... Talent... Tiki, define talent.
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - Talent... Noun... Special aptitude or ability.
Fallen Angel - Now... In the time you've been here, I've seen nothing from you that proves you are talented... And if you ain't talented, you sure as hell ain't perfect. Yet... Lorenzo Hayes, the nobody from Pissville USAnus... Has decided to dress up like a professional wrestler and run around this fine little promotion claiming he's better than the rest of us...
Vic Canon - That's a little harsh...
Fallen Angel - And I'm sick of it. So think of this as you're OFFICIAL warning. Shut your mouth from here on in... You're voice hurts my ears... Your words make no sense... And you're bitch's as flat as a tack!
[ The crowd errupts with a taunting "oooooh". ]
Fallen Angel - Kimberly, Tortez and myself are gonna leave the ring in a moment, and if you don't do the same, I'm gonna have NO problem running straight back out here to prove to you, Lorenzo, that Society X ALWAYS means business... Got it, punk?
Lorenzo Hayes - Fine little speech, if I do say... But frankly Mr Angel, you don't scare me. I've seen your type before... The "hardcore" crowd... All it takes is to knock ONE guy unconcsious with a chair and you think you're top shit... But you guys can't wrestle... NONE of you "hardcore" guys have what it takes to step into a ring and play it by the rules...
Fallen Angel - Listen to me you little shitfuck... I make the rules... I've been around for A LOT longer than you, and I've wiped your kind of the map! I've said what I came down here to say, and I plan to stick by it... Fuck with me, Hayes, and you'll die twice, get it? Good.
[ "Gone" by Segression plays again and Fallen Angel throws the mic at Myers' feet. He storms out of the ring followed by Kim and Tortez, and disappears into the backstage area, leaving Hayes and Toto standing in the ring. ]
The Informer - If you ask me, it sounds like one of Society X's newest members has just put Lorenzo Hayes in his place!
Eddie Sensation - Got that right! Hooray for Society X!
Vic Canon - I don't like THEM either!
[ Hayes begins to speak again. ]
Lorenzo Hayes - He wants to play?! I'll play!
Dominique Toto - Yeah... Me too!
[ "What's the Difference" by Dr Dre plays again, and Lorenzo Hayes leaves the ring, his fiancee by his side. ]
[ The EWA Video Wall goes black. A series of commercials of EWA sponcers are shown. ]
Backstage... Eddie Sensation - I have word that Tyler and Covington are still going at it backstage!
[ Cameras cut back to where Covington and Tyler are still fighting by some vending machines. ]
The Informer - Tyler whips Covington right into that Pepsi machine! Covington is propped up against that machine and here comes Tyler with a chair! He charges but Covington moves out of the way, kick by Covington! He's in control.
Vic Canon - Covington has that chair now and he's aiming right for Tyler's head... Here comes the shot! Tyler ducks but Covington faked the chair shot! Kick in the gut and a chair to Tyler's back! This is madness!
Eddie Sensation - Covington lands a DDT! What a punch to the skull! Covington throws Tyler's sweatshirt over his head and is pummeling him! This is nuts!
One Fall Match
WaR CrYmE vs. Scott "Cornerstone" CutterChris Myers - This next match is scheduled for one fall!
[ "Rollin'" by Limp Bizkit blasts through the speakers... ]
Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'1" and weighing in at 246 pounds, from Pheonix, Arizona, Scott "Cornerstone" Cutter!
[ Scott "Cornerstone" Cutter steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]
[ "Raw" by Staind blasts through the speakers... ]
Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'2" and weighing in at 245 pounds, from Albany, New York, WaR CrYmE!
[ WaR CrYmE steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]
The Informer - And here we go! Scott Cutter is set to make his debut against WaR CrYmE! There's the bell, this match is underway!
Vic Canon - They lock up. Scott Cutter throws WaR CrYmE to the ropes! Cutter misses a clothesline attempt... WaR CrYmE bounces back.... WHAM! Top Notch Drop by Scott Cutter!
Eddie Sensation - A what?
The Informer - Shut up Eddie. Scott Cutter lifts WaR CrYmE to his feet...WHAM! Apache Suplex into a bridge! The ref counts! 1..... 2...... No! WaR CrYmE gets out just in time!
Vic Canon - And Scott Cutter goes back to work! He lifts WaR CrYmE to his feet.... WHAM! Fire Thunder Driver!
Eddie Sensation - But WaR CrYmE gets right back up!
The Informer - Scott Cutter grabs him! WHAM!!!! Japanese Northern Lights Suplex with release! WaR CrYmE landed on the other side of the ring!
Vic Canon - But Scott "Cornerstone" Cutter goes right back to work! He sets up WaR CrYmE....... WHAM! CORNERSTONE BOMB! And now Scott Cutter is calling for the end!
Eddie Sensation - Uh oh! This looks painful!
The Informer - Cutter has WaR CrYmE set up! Here he goes! ........WHAM!!!! HARDTRACK!!!!! CUTTER NAILED HIM WITH IT!
Vic Canon - He goes for the pin! The ref counts.... 1..... 2..... 3!
Chris Myers - And the winner of this match... Scott "Cornerstone" Cutter!
Eddie Sensation - Woah! That was pretty quick!
The Informer - Yup. Scott Cutter looks to be a promising star!
Vic Canon - Lets send it backstage!
Backstage... [ We are taken to the inside of the boiler room where El GiGante and Zoomer await Eric Walther to pass by. ]
El GiGante - What da f*ck meng, where is that pansy?
Zoomer - Wait...... I think I see him walking by now. Get down!
[ GiGante peaks his head out for a second and see's Walther with his gym bag just entering the building. ]
El GiGante - All right esa he's coming now. Come right after me k meng?
Zoomer - Yeah I got it.
[ Walther walks right by the door and GiGante jumps right out behind him..... ]
WHAM! [ GiGante nails Walther right in the back of the head. Walther drops straight onto the ground along with his bag. Zoomer comes running out and body splashes him. GiGante picks the hurting body of Walther up and throws him down the hall. Walther unbelievably gets up off the ground and stumbles away holding his ribs. GiGante kicks his bag down the hall. ]
El GiGante - Ahhh that felt real good to kick his ugly @#$.
Zoomer - Yes it did feel pretty good to kick Walther's @#$. But I don't know how he actually got up from the ground and ran away.
El GiGante - Who cares. The esa was hurt and thats all I care about but were still not done yet esa......
[ The camera shuts off and continues on with the program.... ]
Backstage... [ A loud knocking is heard on Tom Stone's office door. He looks up from his paperwork... ]
Tom Stone - Leave me alone.
[ The door swings open and bangs against the wall. Adam and Brian walk into the office looking furious. Adam takes a seat in front of Tom's desk, as Brian sets the bucket of chicken down on the desk very carefully. But he does the total opposite with the watermelon, he drops it down hard on top of Tom Stone's desk, sending chunks of watermelon and seeds all over Stone's documents. Tom's face turns bright pink as he rolls up his sleeves... ]
Tom Stone - WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!? WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU TWO ARE BARGING INTO MY OFFICE AND RUINING A WEEKS WORTH OF PAPERWORK?!? YOU ASSHOLES!!!!
Adam Kress - Damn dude, chill out already...
Brian Kress - Yeah I know, we should be the one's screaming our heads off...
Adam Kress - You stupid cracker...
Brian Kress - Yeah, honkey lips...
Adam Kress - Queer...
Brian Kress - Pussy...
Adam Kress - Bitch...
Brian Kress - Cocksucker...
Adam Kress - Motherfucker...
Tom Stone - HEY!!!!! HEY, HEY, HEY!!!!!!!! STOP THAT!!!! YOU ARE COSTING ME EVERYTIME YOU USE SUCH PROFANITY!!!!! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!?!?
Adam Kress - We refuse to wrestle in such a racial environment as this...
Tom Stone - WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!?
Brian Kress - You heard the "Ten Demandments" Tom Stone, you HEARD THEM! We refuse to wrestle for such a twisted company until our demands are met...
Tom Stone - Those demands were NONSENSE! You refuse to wrestle?! Well, I refuse to meet your demands! Expect to be fined for not wrestling tonight...
[ A loud beeping noise can be heard... Brian pulls out a pager from his back pocket and looks over at Adam... ]
Brian Kress - Hey Adam, its Scotty. He got the shipment, and wants us to pick him up at his Grandma's house...
Tom Stone - SHIPMENT?!? A PAGER?!? GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!!!
[ Adam pounds the desk with his fists and follows Brian out of the office. Tom Stone shakes his head and looks at the mess the two brothers left behind. He takes a chicken leg out of the bucket and begins to nibble on it. Seconds later Adam burst back into the door and grabs the bucket away from Tom and holds his hand out in front of him... ]
Adam Kress - Give me the bone you dirty jew!
Tom Stone - JEW?!? YOUR THE ONE BEING RACIST!!!
Adam Kress - Tom, its okay to make fun of Jewish people... they can't help it. Now give me the damn chicken bone! Get your own!!
Tom Stone - NO! I already took a bite out of it!! Its mine now!! My saliva is all over it anyway...
Adam Kress - TOM!!! THAT DOESN'T MATTER!!! ITS THE THOUGHT THAT MATTERS!! YOU JUST DON'T GO TAKING OTHER PEOPLES FRIED CHICKEN!!! THAT'S A SIN IN THE GHETTO!!! NOW BEFORE I GET PHYSICAL... GIVE ME THE GOD DAMN CHICKEN BONE!!!!
Tom Stone - NEVER!!!!
[ Adam wrestles around with Tom Stone for the bone for a few minutes. Tom just isn't letting go, so Adam releases... and Tom goes flying back into the wall. His face starts turning various colors and he begins to choke. The bone is lodged in his stomach. Adam simply shrugs his shoulders... jumps up onto the desk... and jumps down on top of Tom's stomach. Stone throws up the bone, Adam then scoops it up and runs out of the room... ]
[ The EWA Video Wall goes black. A series of commercials of EWA sponcers are shown. ]
Backstage... [ Arthryn is shown being attended to by EMT's on his locker room. He is doing fine, but he has thumbtacks all over his back, and EMT's are working on removing them. He looks in real pain, as he notices the camera ]
Arthryn - "Tricky", I hate you. I hate you, I hate your title, I hate your mother, and I hate your uncle too.
[ Arthryn then groans as another thumbtack was removed from his back. As he puts his right hand on his back, favoring the lower back where he took the fall, he keeps going ]
Arthryn - "Tricky" Tiki Tortez. A title and a rivalry of this magnitude cannot be solved on one match. Today was just the beginning. "Tricky", lets fucking make this a best out of 5 series. The winner of the whole series will be the undisputed Extreme Champion. Yes, I lost today...but honestly, I DONT GIVE A FUCK! Now get outta here!
Recorded Earlier
Interview with Madman[ Scene sets in at a big white and blue house with a woman working in a garden on the side. The camera zooms in and makes its way through the front door, which is a screened door, but very rich looking. Inside and down the beautifully lit hallway and to the right is Rob DiMarco and Madman sitting at a dining table, with expensive utensils, and shiny wood finish. The room is very decorative and full of life. ]
Rob DiMarco - I'm here at Madman's house, in Orange County, California! Madm--
Madman - Just call me Matt, Rob. I'm not in the mood to be uncivil.
Rob DiMarco - Err... Right, Matt. How do you feel knowing that former foe Jonathan Creed has departed from the Extreme Wrestling Association?
Matt - Doesn't bother me at all. I mean, if you saw my cut from the hospital last week after that big ass match, I said and stated it very fucking clearly that I was done with him, and it would be best for him to just shut the hell up. I'm surprised he actually listened. He cried for another match and I straight up denied it, because I had proven to his sorry ass that I was the fucking better man, and he had eaten his own words. Obviously, he couldn't handle it... Which cause him to leave.
Rob DiMarco - Well, did you have any thoughts that maybe his losing to you was the reason of him bailing out?
Matt - Didn't you just like... Ask that? Um, uh... Yeah. I thought that he quit because of me, because of what I had just said. But, if he's gonna quit because of losing to me, and being humiliated over and over again, by me, then that clearly shows he's the biggest sour puss in the game! That's like Nick Diamante and Chandler with the "I Respect You" match, and with Nick saying, that if he loses he'll quit. Heh, he let it be known in advance, and not just suddenly do it like Creed did.
Rob DiMarco - No offense, Mad-er Matt, but I don't think you have a right to compare yourself with Nick Diamante and Clayton Chandler.
Matt - What are they going to do? Whip my ass because I used them as an easy example? Get smart you retired hippy! Just because I'm not in the rankings with them, doesn't mean I never will and doesn't mean that they are without a doubt better than me! They started in the bottom, and so have I. They've been in the EWA since the start, and I've come a hell of a long way with just my three months! And you of all jackasses know that!
[ Rob rolls his eyes, but makes sure Matt doesn't see him doing it, and turns the clip board page over and asks another topic of questions. ]
Rob DiMarco - Okay... What are your plans to do in the EWA now that you are left with nothing?
Matt - Left with nothing!? HAH! I AM EVERYTHING AND THEN SOME!!! Rob, I've lost nothing since Creed's boot hanging, just gained more respect from the guys under me, which really isn't too far.
Rob DiMarco - But you didn't gain any from the guys above. That doesn't really help you any, Matt.
Matt - You think I didn't know that?! [Wipes face] I've tried my heart out to make something of myself, beginning with EWA. All my underground federations was just for town fame, and money. I have never really been in a major televised wrestling organization other than Z-Shock, but EVERYBODY knows how fucked up that place was, so I don't really even consider that anything good.
Rob DiMarco - You were in 420, about three times right?
Matt - Yup. But that's nothing because when I signed to be a part of it, it was shit and didn't even run half as good as it did originally, when I wasn't in it. How the hell did we get on this subject anyway?
Rob DiMarco - You drove us into it.
Matt - Oh yeah... Well, like I said, I am stuck below, am known, which is a good thing but will never get a chance to move up. I thought I'd be doing my fans a favor by giving them a show at the gas station match, but it didn't do shit. Fuck them.
Rob DiMarco - So.... Wait, are you now saying you don't want your fans that have been with you since your beginning?
Matt - I got nothing from the show I put on for them last Sunday! Nothing! No home town press reports, not a fucking thing! It's like I don't even exist in this world anymore! I don't exist at home, I don't exist here, and I don't exist to my fucking family!!!!
Rob DiMarco - Things don't have to go downhill that way Matt. You're still a part of EWA-
Matt - That I know of. Tom'll probably fire my ass because of what I cost him to clean up the station! Who knows! I don't care.
Rob DiMarco - What are your next steps as far as your concerned.
Matt - Going out on Heat next week and announcing my disgust and hatred towards them. My so-called fans. Fans I thought I had a few weeks ago. No... I bet the big shots stole 'em all. Thorn and Chandler and all those big heads!
[ A minute of silence, and all that's heard is a plane flying by. ]
Matt - As far as I'm concerned, I might as well retire. I have gained, and then suddenly lost. Lost it because of what? What did I do? Rob, I don't know why I'm despised all the sudden.... do you?
Rob DiMarco - No. Just maybe that you've realized that the fame is getting to your head.
Matt - Oh that's a real nice thing to say. You know Bob, why don't you take yourself and this stickly looking dickhead of a cameraman and get the hell out of my house and make what you will of my words? Just... Just get up and roll out. Tell whoever's got a problem, they can visit me at my door because I'm not going anywhere.
Rob DiMarco - You quit too? After just nailing Creed to the cross, you are going to quit yourself?
Matt - I didn't say quit. I said stay here until somebody's got a problem and pays me a visit. And until that person comes here, my ass is staying put in this $4,000 chair! Now get the fuck....... Out.
[ The shot shuts off and returns to ringside. ]
The Informer - Uh... What the hell did all that mean?
Vic Canon - Who knows!
Eddie Sensation - Who cares?! Next please!
Backstage... Vic Canon - Wait, I have word that Covington and Tyler are STILL fighting in the building! Cameras have caught up to them by the garage. Tyler is back in control and he slams Covington's skull into the garage door! Tyler is raking his head into it, laughing like a maniac! Tyler just walked off camera and Covington is crawling around on the ground.
Eddie Sensation - Tyler has a sign for Blues parking! He hammers Covington in the skull! Tyler now pulls out a bottle of Jack Daniels and is pouring it all over Cody, this is sick!
The Informer - Tyler throws Covington into some bleachers and they're disappearing somewhere else into the arena!
Vic Canon - Someone needs to stop this madness!
Backstage... [ El GiGante and Zoomer are sitting down on the locker room bench talking over some things. The camera zooms in on them and listens to what their saying..... ]
El GiGante - Damn yo did u see the 49ers on Sunday?
Zoomer - I saw like a couple minutes of the game, why?
El GiGante - Mah boy Garcia was playing like da man. They killed those boys meng...
[ All of a sudden Eric Walther comes charging into the locker room. He jumps onto GiGante but is thrown down by Zoomer. Zoomer grabs Walther and throws him into the locker. Walther bounces off that and falls right into GiGante. GiGante throws Walther right into the other locker. Both GiGante and Zoomer grab Walther and fling him out of their room. They rub their hands together as the camera shuts off and goes on with Heat....... ]
Backstage... [ Dominique Toto is seen packing a sportsbag outside the locker room. She slides on her coat and turns around to walk away, when Kimberly, valet to Fallen Angel, steps in front of her. ]
Dominique Toto - Oh hey baby... Say, do I look alright to you?
Kimberly - Fucking ravishing.
Dominique Toto - Say... No hard feelings about earlier tonight... But they're just big boys at play!
Kimberly - Yep. Whatever you say.
Dominique Toto - Say, you look a little...
Kimberly - You're standing on my foot.
Dominique Toto - Oh, sorry.
Kimberly - Hey! You got my shoes dirty!
Dominique Toto - Oops, I didn't mean--
[ Kimberly pushes Dominique backwards with one hand, and gives her the finger. ]
Dominique Toto - Hey bitch, this is a $400 dollar coat!
Kimberly - See me giving a shit... Bitch?
[ Dominique takes off the jacket and sits it down on the table beside her. She throws the sportsbag on top of it, and opens it up. Kimberly inches forward, fearing a weapon. Dominique pulls out a bottle of breath-freshener and sprays twice. She puts it back in the bag. ]
Dominique Toto - You lay a finger on me and--
Kimberly - Or what, your hero in shining armour, Lorenzo Hayes, will come and slay me?
Dominique Toto - Hey baby, you can pick shit on Lorenzo all you want but when it comes down to it, I'm getting fucked better than you are.
[ Kimberly coughs in disgust. She looks around the room, then picks up a bottle of purple spray-paint, which just happened to be sitting on the table. She aims it directly at Dominique. ]
Dominique Toto - You wouldn't dare.
Kimberly - You're right. Purple is a "ravishing" colour wasted on you.
[ Kimberly aims downward and sprays Dominique's $400 jacket. It slowly becomes a sticky, wet, purple "thing". ]
Dominique Toto - You fucking skank!
[ Dominique lunges at Kimberly and grabs her by the hair. Kimberly fights back, scratching and clawing. Dominique bites her on the shoulder, and Kim reacts by throwing her backwards into the wall. ]
Kimberly - Aaaarrrggh!!!
[ Kimberly picks up a coffe mug and throws it at Dominique. Luckily, she ducks and it smahes on the wall behind her. Kimberly charges at Dominique and the two lock up again. Suddenly, Lorenzo Hayes walks around the corner and sees the catfight. ]
Lorenzo Hayes - What the hell is this?!
Dominique Toto - Get this bitch off me!!!
[ Lorenzo runs over and tries to drag Kimberly away from Dominique. However, Kimberly elbows him in the ribs and continues to claw away. Lorenzo brushes himself down and grabs her, and finally tears her away. ]
Kimberly - Get your fucking hands off me!!!
[ Fallen Angel suddenly runs into view and sends Lorenzo Hayes a swift right, followed by an uppercut. Lorenzo fights back, but Fallen Angel tackles him to the ground. He punches him in the stomach a few times, then spits on him. ]
Fallen Angel - What the fuck do you think you're doing, Stallion?!
Lorenzo Hayes - She started Dominique... I just broke 'em up.
Kimberly - That's bullshit!!!
[ Dominique huffs and runs over towards Kimberly. Fallen Angel grabs her by the arm. Lorenzo jumps back up and starts laying punches into Fallen Angel. They brawl around for a while. Lorenzo sends Angel into a stack of pipes, which fall down on top of him. Lorenzo runs over but Fallen Angel trips him over. ]
Kimberly - Angel!
[ Kimberly runs over to Fallen Angel carrying a cinder block. He picks it up, pauses for a second, then brings it down onto the head of Lorenzo Hayes, who suddenly falls unconcious. ]
Dominique Toto - Lorenzo!
Fallen Angel - Fuck you, Stallion.
[ Fallen Angel and Kimberly links arms and walk away, disappearing behind a wall. Dominique runs over to her fiancee and tries to wake him, as the EMT's run onto the scene. ]
Tag Team Match
Da BJ Boyz vs. 100 Percent & Anthony DePalmaChris Myers - This next match is scheduled for one fall, and is a Tag Team Match!
[ "Ride Wit' Me" by Nelly blasts through the speakers... ]
Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'3" and weighing in at 245 pounds, from Washington, DC, 100 Percent!
[ 100 Percent steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]
[ "Clubbed To Death" by Rob D blasts through the speakers... ]
Chris Myers - And his partner... standing 6'1" and weighing in at 243 pounds, from Milan, Italy, Anthony DePalma!
[ Anthony DePalma steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]
The Informer - What a strange combination this is! How on earth are Anthony DePalma and 100 Percent going to work together?!
Vic Canon - I dont think they will Informer! But, that might not matter! Earlier we saw Da BJ Boyz REFUSE to have this match! Will they come out here??
[ "Cemetary Gates" by Pantera blasts through the speakers... ]
Chris Myers - And their opponents... at a total combined weight of 482 pounds, Adam and Brian Kress, Da BJ Boyz!
[ The fans turn their attention to the curtain, and await Da BJ Boyz... ]
The Informer - Well... Da BJ Boyz aren't coming out here.... both 100 Percent and Anthony DePalma are just sitting here waiting for them...
Vic Canon - LOOK OUT! Anthony DePalma just nailed 100 Percent from behind! And now DePalma is stomping away at 100 Percent!
Eddie Sensation - Now what's he doing?
The Informer - DePalma lifts 100 Percent to his feet... he throws him to the ropes... WHAM!!! The Pamlanator!!
Vic Canon - 100 Percent is out cold! And Anthony DePalma is heading backstage, with Cyndi DePalma!
Eddie Sensation - So that's it?! No match?!
The Informer - Correct Eddie... no match...
[ The EWA Video Wall goes black. A series of commercials of EWA sponcers are shown. ]
Backstage... Vic Canon - Don't think we have given up yet on Ethan Tyler and Cody Covington! They are still in the back going at it...
Eddie Sensation - They are in the concession area! Security is rushing around them holding all the fans back as they continue fighting!
The Informer - Covington whips Tyler right into a table which is filled with ketchup, mustard, spoons, forks, and napkins. Cody is running full speed straight at Ethan!!
Vic Canon - Back body drop by Tyler sending Covington crashing through the table!!
Eddie Sensation - Look how bloody Covington is!
The Informer - That's ketchup you nimrod! Tyler is repeatedly stomping Covington in the face now!
Vic Canon - He has no remorse what so ever! He pulls him up by the hair and walks him over towards the T-shirt booth... throwing him behind the glass counter.
The Informer - Cody just NAILED Tyler with a low blow out of desperation... smart thinking by C4.
Eddie Sensation - Definitely, now he has some time to get the upper hand!
Vic Canon - Cody pulls himself up and looks over at the various T-shirts. He grabs a Team Ballz shirt... he just spit all over it!
Eddie Sensation - YUCK! He's rubbing it in Tylers face... and now he's choking him with it!
The Informer - Ethan Tyler is turning purple!
Eddie Sensation - Hey Vic! He's doing your favorite color!
Vic Canon - Oh, shut up Eddie! You overgrown child.
The Informer - Tyler needs to get out of this soon or he may be done for. Cody keeps on putting on the pressure by pressing his knee up against Tyler's back!
Vic Canon - Cody is talking trash right in Tyler's ear!
Eddie Sensation - HA! Bad mistake by Cody... Ethan just rammed the back of his head into Covington's face!
The Informer - Tyler spins Cody around... and he just executed a perfect DDT!
Vic Canon - Did you hear the smack Covington's head made?!
Eddie Sensation - This is now a good opportunity for Ethan... he better capitalize while he still can.
The Informer - It looks that way Eddie. Ethan Tyler is up, and he sets Cody up on the glass counter!
Vic Canon - This doesn't look too safe! Tyler is now up on top of the glass standing... its amazing how this glass is holding up under these two heavyweights!
Eddie Sensation - This could be the end of "Crystal Clear" right here! Tyler has him set up for a suplex!!
Vic Canon - Don't do it Ethan!!
The Informer - NO!! TYLER HAS JUST SUPLEXED COVINGTON STRAIGHT THROUGH THE GLASS! HE DID AS MUCH DAMAGE TO HIMSELF THAN TO CODY!!! THIS IS OUT OF CONTROL!!
Vic Canon - Somebody break this up, this has gone far enough!!
Backstage... [ Rob DiMarco is seen running backstage, but no one is aware of where to. Suddenly a figure steps into view far from the camera. As Rob and the cameraman run closer, it is revealed to be "Tricky" Tiki Tortez. Rob continues to run and eventually catches up to him, out of breath. Tiki turns around and laughs as the sweat pours off of Rob's face. ]
Rob DiMarco - Mr. Tortez, I need to talk to you.
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - [Looks at watch] Make it quick, I have places to go tonight.
Rob DiMarco - This is concerning Arthryn.
[ Tiki Tortez shows a sign of anger on his face. ]
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - I'm out of here.
Rob DiMarco - No wait, this is important.
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - Oh really, well make it quick. I don't have time, especially not for that loser.
Rob DiMarco - Well, you may need to find room.
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - What is that supposed to mean?
Rob DiMarco - Well, Tiki, he has challenged you to a best of 5 series. Winner is crowned the Extreme Champion.
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - Screw it, no way, this isn't going to happen. I don't have time to fool around with someone as incompetent as him.
Rob DiMarco - Well, you are already up 1-0 in the series and he has been treating you like shit lately.
[ Tiki is shown with a "thinking-cap-type-look" on his face. Moments later he looks into the camera. ]
"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - Arthryn, I accept, but Tuesday's match is going to be a little different. I'm sure you'll hear about it through the grapevine. I'm out!
[ Tiki shoves DiMarco out of the way and continues to walk out of the arena and to his car waiting outside. The car speeds off as Rob looks back into the camera. ]
Rob DiMarco - And there you have it folks, Tiki Tortez has accepted the challenge set forth by Arthryn.
Pre-Match Interview with Kurt Poser [ DiMarco walks in to the dressing room to find Poser doing pre-match warmups with Bruce Evans. ]
Rob DiMarco - Mr. Poser, can I get a word with you before your match?
Kurt Poser - Yeah, I suppose. Hell, if I was a struggling reporter, I’d want to talk to the big shot in town as well. What’s up?
Rob DiMarco - Well, it’s no secret that you’ve taken this federation by storm.....
Kurt Poser - Do you remember a rookie ever rising this quickly? To a match with the World champ in his first televised singles match? Face it, yo, I’m the shit.
Rob DiMarco - Some would argue that, as the impression in the lockerroom is that you basically found a cheap way of rising to the top, in picking a fight with the man who pays the cheques, Tom Stone.
Kurt Poser - Lemme guess.... It’s the so-called veterans that say that. It’s the guys who have put their blood, sweat and tears into this company that are making these remarks. It seems like in the Heat and PPV lockerrooms, I can’t get the time of day, but when Tommy sticks me in the house show lockerroom, I become King Kurt. Know something? I used to be the vet in a couple of feds. I paid my dues in several elite federations, but I always kept in touch well with the little guys; the strugglers. I could see a couple that may take my place on the top in the future, but instead of holding them down, I helped them hone their skills, like several real professionals helped me when I started my career. This federation needs me to be what I am, and if a few old-school dinosaurs don’t like that, they can suck a bone, Joan.
Rob DiMarco - Truly, you have one of the greatest legends this sport has ever seen tonight. 3 time EWA World Champion Clayton Chandler, is out to collect whatever bounty Tom Stone has seemingly put on your head. Do you feel at all apprehensive about this match, seeing as if you lose, you are no longer permitted on EWA property?
Kurt Poser - Had I not seen the PPV, yeah, I might have been a little. But Rival Schoolz did nothing but confirm my suspicions about the leader of the golden boys, Clayton Chandler. Chandler is washed up and ready to drop that title. Unfortunately, it won’t be to me tonight, as I have been deemed unworthy of a title shot. Fair enough, I have no problem with proving I deserve a title shot. I think a great way of doing that will be by pinning the World champ fair and square in the centre of the ring tonight. Anyone with two eyes can see that Tom Stone is doing his damndest to keep the Prodigal One out of his federation and out of his hair by throwing him in there with the supposed best on Earth. What Tommy boy doesn’t realize is that if you combined all the talents of these so-called superstars, you still couldn’t come remotely close to my God-like natural talent and skill. I have said it before and I’ll say it again. I am the dig shit, and Chandler is about to find out just how much damage the new dog can do. Let’s see your hand, Tommy.
Rob DiMarco - Back to you guys at ringside!
Non-Title Match
Chandler vs. Kurt PoserChris Myers - This next match is scheduled for one fall, and is a Non-Title Match! Furthermore... if Kurt Poser wins, he will be granted an entrance into the EWA! If he loses, he will be kicked out!
[ "Internal Primates Forever" by Mudvayne blasts through the speakers... ]
Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'3" and weighing in at 255 pounds, from Hamilton, Ontario, Canada, "Krowned Prince of XXXtreme" Kurt Poser!
[ "Krowned Prince of XXXtreme" Kurt Poser steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]
The Informer - And here comes Kurt Poser! This man has to pull one hell of an upset tonight in order to get into the EWA!
Vic Canon - And to top it all off, Chandler is pissed! Poser is about to have the match of his career!
[ "Ready or Not" by The Fugees blasts through the speakers... ]
Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 6' and weighing in at 204 pounds, from Shreveport, Louisiana, the EWA Heavyweight Champion... Chandler!
[ The fans await The EWA Heavyweight Champion, Chandler... but he's taking a long time to make his entrance. ]
Eddie Sensation - Where the hell is Chandler?!
The Informer - Not here, obviously.
Vic Canon - Well... Chandler should be out here! I dont know what the hell is going on!
Eddie Sensation - I'm confused... Where the hell could Chandler be?!
Vic Canon - I have no idea, Eddie... but I guess this means Kurt Poser wins! Kurt Poser is in the EWA!
The Informer - Cut the fucking crap guys. You know what's going on. Don't give me this bullshit. That peice of shit, Chandler, is no-showing to get back at Stone... you know how he is... he's a little fucking bitch.
Vic Canon - Woah! Easy Informer!
Backstage... Eddie Sensation - Looks like St. Louis police have cornered Covington and Tyler, cameras are backstage following all of this!
[ Backstage police are talking to Covington and Tyler, a couple of officers walk away from Tyler and he runs to Covington and leaps on him. ]
Vic Canon - THEY'RE GOING AT IT AGAIN! Both men are punching each other away and pushing police officers away!
Eddie Sensation - The police have handcuffs, both men are being cuffed! The police are reading Covington and Tyler their rights! THEY'RE GOING TO JAIL!
The Informer - Both men are now being put into separate squad cars, this won't be good, especially when Stone finds out!!
Vic Canon - Good riddance to Tyler, I hope they lock his ass up and throw away the damn key.
The Informer - Fans, we're running out of time! For Vic Canon and Eddie Sensation, this is The Informer saying SO LONG! See you next week!
[ Both squad cars leave the building, as the camera fades to black... ]
