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"The Pitbull" Eddie Benoit w/Misery

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"Shivinator" Shiv

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Sean Harley

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Jonny Fairplay

MWF Xtreme Championship Fatal Fiveway - 10 Minute Time Limit Match

Referee: Grant August

Writer: Dom Stoate

[Naturally, as the bell rings, the four not holding the title belt all bum rush the bum, The Hobo, who is just quick enough to scoot beneath the top rope and roll out of the ring, watching all four men that lean over the rope clawing for him and yelling at him to get back in the ring. He looks ready to do no such thing, and paces about the outside of the ring for a little bit. The 62-year-old referee joins in with the yelling at the poor man, ordering him to get back into the ring. He is caught up with all of the commotion that begins in the ring, as the four men start to yell at each other. After the shoving that suggests that this was more of a plan gone wrong than an un-choreographed wrestling match, it is Sean Harley that lands the first real move, turning after being shoved by Jonny Fairplay to knock the man down with a huge clothesline that sends Fairplay back onto his shoulders. It erupts in the ring, with The Hobo waiting outside for a chance to inject himself into the flowing action.]

JP: It's all gone down here! After all men go for the current Champion, and after The Hobo gets outta there-

Sully: It's all gone wild!

[Shiv nails Harley as he turns around and, in turn, is struck by Eddie Benoit, who, for the moment, has the ring to himself and uses the time and space to outstretch his arms and yell in celebration. The Hobo slides into the ring and takes Eddie out from behind, grabbing onto his head and dropping him down for a huge neck breaker! He takes the spotlight for a while, turning to face the now-standing Harley and monkey-tossing him straight onto his back, turns to the now-running Fairplay and knocks him down with an elbow. He raises an arm in celebration, barking out something incoherent before moving towards the turnbuckle. He seems to have forgotten about Shiv who grabs his shirt and drags him off the turnbuckle. The Hobo turns back to him and ducks the oncoming clothesline before hitting a neck breaker again. The fans actually get behind the man who raises his arms with excitement.]

Sully: Look at him! The Hobo is on fire tonight!

JP: He certainly looks determined to win this match.

[He is not able to take on both Harley and Fairplay who both jump him and shove him towards the turnbuckle, where they proceed to lay into him with flying fists and even head butts. The Hobo writhes in the corner and Harley gestures towards the turnbuckle at which they stand. Fairplay nods in affirmation before moving up to the top of the turnbuckle. Harley holds The Hobo in position as Fairplay leaps off the turnbuckle and lands a huge fame asser, straight from the top rope! This merits a good pop from the fans, but then, as it is Fairplay going for the cover, Harley grabs him by his spiky hair, and pulls him to his feet. He turns Jonny around and slaps him right across the face, directing him with the blow towards the turnbuckle, the same one that they had used to trap The Hobo and wear him down, who has now rolled out of the ring.]

JP: Some real indecision about the pin. Every man wants to win this, and they only have ten minutes to pick up the pin!

Sully: It belongs to Jonny! He landed the Pay Check off the top rope! He should get the pin!

[Fairplay is leaned into the ropes, and Sean Harley slaps chops across his opponent's chest for a long period, leaving Shiv to pick up the pieces of The Hobo, dragging him up to his feet before hoisting him up onto his shoulders. He'd staggers for a little bit before dropping him down straight onto his knee hard. During the time spent by Shiv to wear down the champion, Benoit has moved to the outside of the ring, and is messing about beneath the ring, in what looks to be, search of weapons. None of the opponents even notice it when he slides a chair out from beneath the ring, but do start to notice it when he slides into the ring, baring it fiercely, with obvious intent to do harm.]

Sully: Stop him!

[He slams the chair across the back of Shiv who staggers to the side before rolling out of the ring over the top rope. Benoit turns next to The Hobo who drops onto the canvas in a desperation manoeuvre to escape the inevitable clouting. Benoit turns now to Harley, but is not fast enough and takes the chair in the face as Sean leaps and delivers a spinning heel kick straight into the chair, causing Benoit to hit the canvas, spilling the chair as he goes down. Harley stands back up and savours the moment, but, as the referee tends to Benoit, he is hit by a low-blow from the Hobo who has skittered over behind him on the canvas.]

JP: Don't forget folks: anything is legal in this Xtreme Title Match. Even the use of chairs, as Eddie Benoit just demonstrated!

[The Hobo does not follow up, he simply rolls beneath the bottom rope to get to a safe spot as the other wrestlers recover.]

Sully: Look at that cowardly no-good bum!

JP: He is just doing what it takes to keep the title belt! You'd do the same thing!

Sully: I SO wouldn't. I'd be all in there kicking some ass. I'd be bustin' some skulls and making them all run!

JP: Whatever you say.

Sully: Exactly.

[The Hobo remains on the outside, as Sean leans against the ropes wearily, watching as the others struggle to find their feet. First to stagger into a standing position is Fairplay who was still recovering from an attack from Sean. He grabs the nearly-standing Harley and pulls him up to a standing position before grabbing his legs and bringing him down onto his back before jumping in between his legs and landing an elbow drop to the side of his head. Both men, fatigued, would lay in the middle of the ring, giving Shiv and Benoit a chance to find their feet. There are only a few minutes remaining at this point. Benoit and Shiv both move for the outside of the ring, apparently getting the same idea at the same time. Once outside, they'd move towards the Hobo, who, by now, has cottoned on to their intentions. He backs away stubbornly, arms outstretched in a gesture of peace. They are having none of it, and both go for him at once, Shiv taking him out by lowering his upper body and thundering him against the barrier, shaking it to its very foundations. Meanwhile, Sean and Fairplay have made it to their feet again and are going at it, Fairplay getting the upper hand and hammering his fist once hard into the side of Sean's head. It is enough to send Sean stumbling to the side against the ropes, and Jonny follows up with a chop to the chest that rings through the arena.]

JP: OH man! Such a chop there!

Sully: I wouldn't want to be Sean Harley right now! On the end of a thorough beating from Jonny Fairplay!

JP: Meanwhile, on the outside, there appears to be some teaming up. Shiv and Eddie Benoit laying the beat down on The Hobo, who, don't forget, is still the Xtreme Champion, even with only three minutes to go.

Sully: He's just a chicken! Waiting outside of the ring for the time to expire! That's just a joke!

[Shiv and Benoit have successfully managed to wear down the Champion and now, Benoit, who seems to have taken charge of the situation, orders Shiv to get the table. Shiv, after a moment's deliberation, complies, and reaches a hand beneath the ring apron to pull out a table, which he promptly sets up. In the ring, Jonny is still rattling Harley's chest with chop after chop, and seems convinced that his opponent is sufficiently stunned, so he leans against the ropes opposite to his opponent and runs at him. At the same time, Eddie Benoit has the Hobo on the table, and is standing on it with him, The Hobo's head betwixt his legs. Jonny runs forwards and jumps to land the clothesline, only to miss completely as Harley hits the deck. Jonny goes tumbling over the ropes, straight into The Hobo and Eddie Benoit. All fall through the table and down onto the barely-padded flooring in a heap, much to the crowd's delight.]

JP: Oh my God! All three men just� they just went through that damn table, Sully!

Sully: Little Jonny, no!

[Jonny rolls onto his back, holding his head, and The Hobo, who hasn't had a great deal of a say in this match due to him being the Champion, does not look too great, himself. Rolling onto his front, holding onto his chest. Benoit, too, remains laid out in the middle of the flooring.]

JP: And none of these men look ready to get up to finish the fight!

Sully: C'mon Jonny! C'mon, Eddie!

[Shiv is the first in action, which is hardly surprising considering he is the least damaged of the five participants at this time. He takes advantage of Harley being stunned, and the other three being immobile, and gets a hold on The Hobo. He drags him to his feet before roughly shoving him towards the ring. The fans are behind him now as he moves into the ring after rolling The Hobo beneath the bottom rope.]

JP: Everyone else is down! Harley looks too dazed to act quickly at this point after those repeated chops and blows.

Sully: Shiv might actually win it here!

[Shiv drags The Hobo to his feet, and holds his head up so he can observe and measure the state of the bum before attempting anything. He judges The Hobo's condition before snapping a foot out and nailing him in the gut hard. He backs him into the turnbuckle forcefully before slapping him about the face a little bit.]

Sully: Look at how damn cocky he is.

JP: Well, like the T-shirt says: It may be cocky, but largely, what he says is true.

Sully: That's not quite what it says, is it, JP?

JP: Hardly important.

[He pulls The Hobo up into a sitting position atop the top rope before backing towards the other turnbuckle. There is but 30 seconds left, and the fans begin to get behind Shiv, who, after grabbing Harley, who tried to stage a comeback, runs him across the ring and over the top rope. He turns back to The Hobo and eyes him in determination before putting his weight on his foot to run at the Champion. He thunders towards The Hobo, who does his best to stick a leg out, which Shiv runs straight into before staggering backwards, holding his face. Through the fans, General Manager Dom Stoate has made his way. After deciding that the ramp was a little bit too visual, he had decided to use the audience as cover and, after hopping the barrier, moves into the ring, Xtreme Title picked up on the way. This, of course, does not sit well with the audience who begin to boo and jeer him fiercely, but he pays them no heed, and as Shiv turns around, holding his face, he brings the belt right across his face, knocking him down on his back in the centre of the ring before rolling out.]

JP: That dirty cheat!

Sully: It's legal!

JP: The GM! He has been the one talking about unfair interruption! That has gotta be a disqualification!

Sully: I don't think it is!

[Stoate has a quick fierce word with the referee before moving away from the ring. The Hobo looks a little bit confused, but his gut instincts kick in, and he straightens up before leaping off the turnbuckle, and, with seconds to spare, leaps off the turnbuckle, landing the 'Got Any Change' Spare Change Splash. The count is made. 1�2�3!!]

JP: The Hobo! He retains his title, but at what cost? Has he sold himself out in the process?

Peter Santos: And your winner, and still Maximum Wrestling Federation Xtreme Champion, The Hobo!