Limestone City Wrestling presents:
Disturbing Behaviour - November 9, 2001
From: LCW Arena, Kingston, Ontario
Attendance: Sold out!
Announcers: Jimmy Williams and Mitch Armour
Interviews: Matthew Kile, Jules Winfield, and John "the Gator" Cole
Ring Announcer: Raymond Albright
Dark Match Report:
Blood Brothers vs. The Wannabes: Blood Brothers defeated Jack and Jesse Wannabe when Jack "the Ripper" rolled up Jack Wannabe in 17:31.
Grim Reaper vs. The Shadow: Grim Reaper and The Shadow battled to a double countout in 07:37.
The screen goes black as the last commercial ends. White letters come up on the screen,
reading simply: "WARNING: The following program may be unsuitable for some viewers. Discretion
is advised." This is replaced by an LCW logo. The opening bars of "Down with the Sickness" by Disturbed begin to play. The logo begins to beat like a heart, getting bigger and bigger, eventually engulfing the screen.]
Drowning deep in my sea of loathing
Broken your servant I kneel
It seems what's left of my human side
Is slowly changing in me ...
Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently it changes (oh no)
There is no turning back now
You've woken up the demon in me!
[At this point, the logo "explodes" into many pieces which litter the screen. The pieces begin to spin erratically. Randomly the spinning pieces shoot towards the screen, each one containing a clip from the LCW's past.]
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up, come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up, come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift, that has been given to me!
[The final clip, one of Johnny Wannabe regaining the World Heavyweight Title from "The Natural" Mike Bell, flashes onto the screen before it fades to shots of the crowd. Suddenly, "Smooth Criminal" by Alien Ant Farm hits the air, and the crowd erupts. LCW President Adam Douglas, wearing black shoes, black pants and a black LCW golf shirt, walks from the back, greeting fans along the way. He climbs into the ring, and takes a microphone from a ring attendant.]
LCWPrez: Welcome everyone to the returning Disturbing Behaviour!
[The crowd erupts.]
LCWPrez: We're back after a short hiatus, and our offices have been rebuilt after the fire, so now we're ready to get back to business! I'm not going to be much longer, except to say "enjoy the show" and let's get this show on the road!
[The crowd continues to cheer as Douglas returns to the back. The scene then shifts to the announcer's table, where Jimmy Williams is now joined by Mitch Armour. A graphic appears on the shot indicating who is who.]
Jimmy: Welcome back to LCW action! I'm Jimmy Williams, and joining me now for the television shows is Mitch Armour! Welcome to the broadcast table, Mitch!
Mitch: Thanks, Jimmy! It's a pleasure to be here full time!
Jimmy: Hopefully you aren't as big a pain in the ass as the last Mitch to sit here. Anyway, it's time to get things underway! Ray! Start us off!
[Cut to an above shot of the ring area and ramp. Voiceover of Ray Albright.]
Ray: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first ...
["Losing My Religion" by REM hits the air to a big cheer from the crowd. Fireworks blast from the arena entrance as Jim Roberts steps from the back. He makes his way to the ring, slapping hands with the fans along the aisle. He enters the ring and poses for the crowd.]
Ray: From Kingston, Ontario, Canada, he weighs in at 160 pounds. Here is Jim Roberts!
[Robert continues to pose as the music switches to "Mellon Collie and the Inifinte Sadness" by Smashing Pumpkins and the crowd's mood immediately sours.]
Ray: His opponent, weighing in at 210 pounds, here is "MIR" Bruce Nichol!
[MIR jogs to the ring, ignoring the fans who boo him. He slides under the ropes, poses for the still jeering crowd, then prepares for the match.]
Jimmy: Both men look ready for this bout, and as the bell sounds they dive in toward each other, locking up in a collar and elbow tie-up. Both men jockey for position, with MIR using his extra weight to his advantage. It becomes his disadvantage, however, as Jim Roberts ducks underneath him to take him down with a fireman's carry.
Mitch: MIR was caught by surprise by that move. Let's see if Roberts can keep up this momentum!
Jimmy: Well, MIR is going to try to reverse the momentum, or at least he should if he has any intention of winning this match. Roberts advances, and they lock hands. MIR drops down, taking Roberts over with a monkey flip, but Roberts flips through it. MIR drops the hand lock, and rushes in, catching Roberts with a body scissors. Roberts counters the body scissors with a devastating Ocean Cyclone Suplex! MIR's world has just been rocked!
Mitch: He'll be shaking the cobwebs out of his head for weeks after that move! He certainly wasn't expecting that!
Jimmy: Roberts now advancing on MIR, taking full advantage of the fog that has settled around Bruce's brain. A dropkick sends MIR against the ropes, and Roberts ducks down. MIR rebounds off the far ropes into a hard kick to the midsection. Roberts sets MIR up, but MIR counters with a Kryptonite Krunch. He follows with a legdrop, then picks up Roberts by the head. Roberts, groggy after that sudden burst of offence, stands on shaky legs as MIR rebounds off the far ropes.
Mitch: MIR has just turned Jim Roberts inside out with the Clothesline from Hell! My God!
Jimmy: He's making the cover! (One, Two, Three!)
Mitch: MIR wins! What an upset!
Jimmy: What a way to start things off after our hiatus than with a win! We've got others here waiting for the same thing, so let's get right to our next match!
["Unforgiven II" by Metallica blares through the arena for the first time in a long time, causing the crowd to leap to their feet. Cut to a shot of the ring, and Ray Albright.]
Ray: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, anywhere in the arena. Introducing first, making his return to Limestone City Wrestling, here is STEALTH!
[Just as the intro goes into the music, fireworks explode in the ring and from the rafters. STEALTH then is lowered from the ceiling to a spot in the crowd. His arms are raised in the air as he hits the floor. He unclips himself and slowly walks to the ring. With red strobe-lights flashing, STEALTH enters the ring and stands in the centre. He throws his arms into the air and red fireworks erupt from the four turnbuckles as well as the rafters! When the fireworks fade, the lights come up and the music fades out.]
Ray: His opponent, the current LCW World Cruiserweight Champion, here is Silverstrike!
["The Touch" By Stan Bush begins to play.]
"You got the touch
You got the power"
[Lightning bolts hit the ringposts as several silver, red, white, blue, and gold explosions rock the entranceway.]
"After all is said and done
You've never walked, you've never run,You're a winner"
[SilverStrike walks out into the entranceway, eyeing the crowd, and then the ring.
The crowd gives a huge pop for the young wrestler. He has his shoulder length hair, dyed silver, tied into a ponytail, and his face has been fully painted with a silver backdrop, and myriad colors adorning his forehead, the sides of his face, and his lower jaw. he is also wearing a cross between his normal outfit and that of Vampire Hunter D. Including a flowing cape and a very dangerous looking Katana strapped to his waist.]
"You got the moves, you know the streets
Break the rules, take the heat
You're nobody's fool
You're at your best when when the goin' gets rough
You've been put to the test, but it's never enough"
[He walks to the ring deliberatly. He stops before the ring, then turns and walks up the steps, and leaps in over the top rope, cape ruffling in the brief rush of air he has caused around himself by the swift movement. He lands gracefully on his feet, and has a look of not only determination but also anger and raw hatred as well etched into his face.]
"You got the touch
You got the power
When all hell's breakin' loose
You'll be riding the eye of the storm
You got the heart
You got the motion
You know that when things get too tough
You got the touch"
[SilverStrike then brings his hands together with his hands in an odd position, he brings them together, and raises his arms up as high as they will go.]
"You never bend, you never break
You seem to know just what it takes
You're a fighter
It's in the blood, it's in the will
It's in the mighty hands of steel
When you're standin' your ground
And you never get hit when your back's to the wall
Gonna fight to the end and you're takin' it all"
"You got the touch
You got the power
When all hell's breakin' loose
You'll be riding the eye of the storm
You got the heart
You got the motion"
[He brings down his hands, and the ringposts suddenly are shooting four pillars of neon black flame upward, as the crowd lets loose another pop, this one about twice as loud as before.]
"You know that when things get too tough
You got the touch
You're fightin' fire with fire
You know you got the touch
You're at your best when when the road gets rough
You've been put to the test, but it's never enough
You got the touch
You got the power
You got the touch
You got the power"
[As the song winds down, SilverStrike smirks, removing his cape, sword, and anything non-essential to the match, and then, with a face of determination, waits for the match to start.]
Jimmy: I haven't seen an intro like that in a long time. The two ring veterans circle each other as the bell signals the beginning of this hardcore match. STEALTH dives in with an attempt at a collar and elbow tie-up, but Silverstrike dodges, pushing STEALTH into the ropes. On the rebound, STEALTH gets a taste of Silverstrike's boots as he receives a quick dropkick. STEALTH staggers back to the ropes, and Silverstrike hits him with a springboard dropkick that takes him to the outside. As STEALTH gets to his feet, Silverstrike goes for a springboard plancha to the outside. STEALTH quickly sidesteps the plancha, and Silverstrike misses him completely, landing hard on the bare concrete floor.
Mitch: It's a little early to try a sneak aerial attack. Especially against a ring veteran like STEALTH. STEALTH with the advantage now, whipping Silverstrike into the ringsteps. He fetches the ringbell from the timekeeper's table, and rings Silverstrike's bell with it.
Jimmy: Silverstrike is busted open with that shot, and as he staggers backwards towards the timekeeper's now empty table, STEALTH takes aim for another shot with the ringbell. Silverstike dodges the second shot, sending STEALTH sprawling across the timekeeper's table. Silverstrike hits a couple of elbows across STEALTH's back, causing him to drop the ringbell, before climbing onto the ringsteps. Silverstrike leaps off the ringsteps and drives STEALTH through the timekeeper's table with a splash. He rolls STEALTH over, and goes for a cover. (One, Kickout!)
Mitch: Silverstrike has to do more damage than that to keep STEALTH down! STEALTH and Silverstrike are both slow to their feet, but this time it is STEALTH who gets the upper hand. He whips Silverstrike into the ring apron, then smashes his head against our table!
Mitch: Should we get out of here?
Jimmy: No, not quite yet, let's see what happens first. STEALTH is dragging Silverstrike away from us now, thankfully, and is headed to the ramp. He reaches the ramp, and kicks Silverstrike in the midsection, doubling him over. STEALTH goes for a piledriver on the ramp, but Silverstrike counters with a back body drop! STEALTH counters with a sunset flip, driving Silverstrike's head against the concrete floor at the bottom of the ramp! The count! (One, two, kickout!)
Mitch: STEALTH is tasting the victory here as he drags Silverstrike up the ramp to the stage area. A bodyslam plants Silverstrike on the stage before STEALTH sets up a table on the floor below the stage. What is he doing?
Jimmy: Silverstrike slowly rises to his feet as STEALTH climbs back up the ramp to the stage. STEALTH kicks Silverstrike in the midsection again, then punches him in the head before setting him up at the edge of the stage.
Mitch: He's going for a piledriver! Onto the steel stage!
Jimmy: No, he's now pointing at the table! Oh my GOD! STEALTH has just piledriven Silverstrike off the stage and through the table! The table is a mess of splintered wood now, and STEALTH is covering Silverstrike! No, wait, he's leaving Silverstrike, and setting up another table! He's dragging Silverstrike back onto the stage, and sets him up for, oh no, please God, no!
Mitch: He's set Silverstrike up for the STEALTH Bomber! A dragon suplex! He's, no, he's not going to!
[STEALTH hits the STEALTH Bomber off the stage, sending both of them plummeting back first through the table on the floor.]
Jimmy: Oh no! STEALTH is holding on! What a drop he sustained, and we're getting a count! (One, Two, THREE!!!)
Mitch: A STEALTH Bomber off the stage, endangering both men, gets the win for the returning STEALTH. What a match!
Jimmy: Paramedics are out here now, and are collecting STEALTH and Silverstrike after that hellacious match! Neither man will be able to walk well tomorrow, I'll tell you that.
Mitch: Let's hope that this was the end of their rivalry. I'd hate to see things get worse than this.
Jimmy: Well, let's hope that the next few matches aren't as devastating. When we return from the break, we'll have Angel of Death and Texas Lightning, one on one!
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[Upon our return from the commercial break, we are treated to an above shot of the ring and ramp.]
Ray: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a twenty minute time limit.
[The opening beats of "Angel of Death" by Slayer test the subwoofers in the arena as the house lights go dark. A single white spotlight focuses on the entranceway, where Angel of Death stands, his head bowed, his shoulder length hair fallen in his face, and his arms outstretched ever so slightly, palms raised in a sign of benevolence. On the screen, a picture of the statue that stands between Angel of Death's parent's graves is shown, looking very much like AOD, in the same position. His wife and valet Black Widow steps from backstage, dressed in a long black dress with a web motif, carrying his sledgehammer. She puts her hand lightly on his shoulder, and he flips his head up, sending his hair back behind him, and they make their way to the ring. He slides under the bottom rope as she climbs the ringsteps. He holds the ropes open for her, and she quickly climbs into the ring. They stand in the center of the ring, united, as shots of red pyro shoot from the corners of the ring, and from either side of the entranceway.]
Ray: Introducing first, already in the ring, from Toronto, Ontario, he weighs in at 180 pounds. Accompanied by Black Widow, here is Angel of Death!
[Red pyro shoots from the corners again as AOD and Widow work the crowd. Suddenly, Sassy Stephanie and Texas Lightning burst from the crowd to attack them.]
Jimmy: TL and Steph are still really upset over everything that happened in the tune-up matches before tonight's relaunch. It looks as though the referee can't get control of this match! He's calling for the bell, he's throwing this one out, folks! Officials are streaming in from the back, and are pulling the four combatants apart, taking them to the lockers! Ladies and gentlemen, this match isn't going to happen!
Mitch: Hopefully soon this feud will also come to a head. We can't keep having these two not compete, or they'll never be able to get ahead in the LCW.
Jimmy: Well, I guess we're going to have to go right to the non-title tag team match between champions Team Danger and the team who were hot on their trail before the hiatus, Wealth and Power.
[A flashing dollar sign alternates with the name "Damien G. White III." "Money Talks" by AC/DC comes on the PA. A green spotlight with a white dollar sign comes on the entranceway. He is lead to the ring by Opal. Various fight sequences from LCW and movies flash on the big screen. "The Fight Song" by Marilyn Manson comes on the PA. Carlos comes out from the back. He stops at the top of the entrance ramp and poses for about 30 seconds and then slowly walks to the ring. He rolls under the bottom rope and stands behind Damien with his arms crossed.]
Ray: The following is a non-title match scheduled for one fall, with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first, led to the ring by Opal, here are Damien G. White the Third and Carlos Cula, the team of Wealth and Power!
[Wealth and Power, alongside Opal, work the mixed crowd who are mostly cheering. "High" by Jimmie's Chicken Shack hits the air to a chorus of boos.]
Ray: Their opponents, they are the LCW World Tag Team Champions. Making their way to the ring, here are "The King of Pain" Stephen Greer and "The Extreme Franchise" Tyrone Walker. Together, they are known as Team Danger!
[Team Danger enter the ring, glaring at their opponents. The pose for the crowd, who respond with a large chorus of boos.]
Jimmy: Carlos Cula and Tyrone Walker start things off here, circling each other cautiously. Cula dives in for a tie-up, but Walker side steps it, hitting Cula square in the back with a double axehandle. Cula staggers towards the corner of Team Danger, where Stephen Greer is waiting with a kick to the head. Cula turns, staggering back towards his own corner, but regains his senses in time to block a kick to the midsection. He throws Walker's foot aside, spinning the tag team champion around. Cula finishes the sequence with a lariat that nearly takes Walker out of his wrestling boots.
Mitch: Greer is straining for the tag, as Cula picks up Walker by the head. Walker hits him with a low blow, and gets a warning from the referee. Greer hops off the ring apron, and fetches a chair. Cula whips Walker into the ropes, but Walker reverses it, sending Cula into the ropes. Greer, now back on the apron, nails Cula upside the head with the chair.
Jimmy: The referee saw it! He's calling for the bell! Team Danger aren't happy!
Mitch: Neither would I! They tried to cheat, fair and square, and the referee ruined it!
Jimmy: Did you listen to what you just said? In any event, Wealth and Power have basically just earned themselves a shot at the World Tag Team Titles! I'm sure they're up to the task!
Mitch: I can't believe it! I just can't believe it!
Jimmy: Well, we'll give you a chance to get used to the thought as we watch this commercial.
[--Commercial Break--] Well, we're started back up again, and unfortunately this means that I'll need you to redo the applications. Luckily, applying for the LCW has become even easier. Just go to the singles (and tag team, if applicable) application, copy the questions, and paste them into an email. Not only is it easier to fill out, it's then easier for me to turn it into a bio page for your wrestler(s). I won't put a deadline on it, but I would like them ALL as soon as possible. Besides, there are a few people on the roster for whom I have absolutely no record. I need those applications immediately. Thank you. [--]
[We return from commercial to a shot backstage, as Texas Lightning and Angel of Death continue their brawl, with their respective wives also battling hard nearby. LCW officials scramble to get the fighting pairs separated again, but aren't getting very far. Cut to a shot of the ring, and Ray Albright.]
Ray: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with television time remaining. It is for the World Television Title.
["Zombie" by The Cranberries blares through the arena as orange and green pyrotechnics go off around the entranceway. Two white shots of pyro shoot from the ceiling to the ramp as "IRA" Sean Fein steps from behind the curtain. Dressed in wears white martial arts boots, green tights, and an orange singlet top, his hair back into a ponytail with a green ribbon, the Irish flag across his face, orange wrist bands, overtop of white tape across the wrists, and a black leather jacket. He makes his way to the ring, greeting the fans along the aisle, and takes off his jacket before entering the ring.]
Ray: Introducing first, the challenger, weighing in at 275 pounds, he hails from Belfast, Ireland. Ladies and gentlemen, here is "IRA" Sean Fein!
[A spotlight shines on the entranceway. Snow begins falling from the ceiling. "Great White North" by Bob and Doug MacKenzie begins playing over the PA. Jacob Lawrence and the Crazy Canuck exit from the back and walk to the ring.]
Ray: His opponent, from Tuktiaktuk, Northwest Territories, he weighs in at 499 pounds. Led to the ring by Crazy Canuck, here is "The Sasquatch" Jacob Lawrence!
[Jacob climbs over the ropes while Crazy Canuck cheers him on. Sean Fein offers Jacob his hand in a gesture of goodwill. Jacob looks at Crazy Canuck with uncertainty on his face. Crazy Canuck looks at Sean Fein, then back at Jacob, then back at IRA, then back again to Jacob before nodding his approval. Jacob shakes Sean's hand as the bell rings.]
Jimmy: A show of respect between these two men as the match commences. Sean Fein, greatly outweighed in this match, is very much the underdog. The two men circle around the ring, each one looking for an opening. IRA hits the ropes behind him, nailing Jacob with a dropkick to the knee. The big man staggers, allowing IRA to nail him with another dropkick to the knee. Jacob drops to his now more vulnerable knee, allowing IRA to get a better aim at the upper body of the big man. He runs the ropes again, coming off with a high cross body. Jacob catches him, and counters with a fallaway slam, sending IRA clear across the ring. IRA slides out of the ring, and faces Crazy Canuck, who tried to sneak up on him. He backs off Canuck, but is distracted long enough for Jacob to pull him back into the ring by the hair. Jacob whips IRA into the ropes, picking him up high with a gorilla press. He slams Sean Fein down hard, causing IRA to clutch his back. Jacob picks up IRA, taking him back down with a backbreaker.
Mitch: Jacob is really working that back of IRA's. He takes him up and across his shoulders now, putting on a torture rack that exerts extra pressure on the LCW veteran's back. A Michinoku driver later, and IRA is not in good shape. Jacob whips IRA into the ropes again, catching him on the rebound with a bearhug. The referee checks IRA's arm, and it drops. He does it again, and it drops again. The referee checks a third time, but before IRA's arm can drop completely, Jacob flips backwards, hitting Sean Fein with a Northern Lights suplex!
Jimmy: It's the Great White North! The bearhug setup into a Northern Lights Suplex! The referee makes the count! (One, Two, Three!!)
Mitch: Jacob Lawrence retains the World Television Title! He's won the match! Jacob wins!
Jimmy: I highly doubt that there is someone on the roster who can beat Jacob Lawrence right now. The hiatus has done wonders for the big man, and it's beginning to show. Ladies and gentlemen, we're out of time! See you next week!
[The scene shows Jacob continuing to celebrate as we fade to the credits.]