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MONDAY |
Before the show has started, the scene opens up backstage where we see the new OWF Triple Crown Champion Angel sitting in his locker room. Sitting next to him are all four of his championships -- World, Network, Universal and his half of the OWF Blood, Sweat and Tears Tag Team Championship. He sits on the phone talking at a low volume when his door bursts open. Angel remains unmoved, merely glancing at the door as Jesse Williams walks into the room. Angel - Anyways, as I wa- Jesse slaps the cell phone out of Angel's hand and it shatters into hundreds of pieces against the concrete wall behind him. Angel - Hey asshole, That was my new Iphone! Williams - I don't care. I have something to talk to you about. Angel stands up and gets into Jesse's face. The two men remain silent for a few moments. Angel - Oh yeah, like what? Jesse shys away, looking behind Angel at his collection of OWF Championships. Williams - I just wanted to say congratulations on winning the Triple Crown, partner. That's some accomplishment. Angel - Yeah, something you couldn't do... Angel pokes Jesse in the chest. Angel - ...Partner. Williams chuckles slightly. Williams - Enjoy it now, Angel. Because I'll be waiting. Jesse steps nose to nose with Angel. Williams - When you least expect it, I'll be there to take back what was stolen from me by you. I haven't forgotten one bit of your cunning attempt to ruin my career. Instead, I have kept it fresh in my memory banks for the perfect opportunity when I would extract my revenge. Jesse steps back once again. Williams - And that opportunity has presented itself now that you are "The Man" once again. Angel - Oh, I'm so scared. Williams - I'm not here to scare you, Angel. I'm here to make you a promise. I will take these belts from you. Jesse steps backwards, keeping his eyes locked on Angel. He slowly turns to exit, grabbing a hold of the handle of the door. He stops as he begins to pull open the door, as he glances over his shoulder back at Angel. Williams - I'm claiming this night for myself. If you know what is good for you, you'll stay out of my way or smarten up and actually be a partner. Angel grunts in the direction Jesse. Williams - It's up to you. I'm doing it with or without you. He exits as Angel looks furious as his eyes come upon the broken fragments of his phone.
The cameras pan in to a jam packed Mellon Arena in Pittsburgh, Pennslyvania. Pyro shoots off in every direction as the fans are livid and shaking the arena down to its foundation. "I Get It" by Chevelle continues to play as the OWF Tron continues to show the introduction video. The cameras switch to a view of the announcers booth. Falcoon - WELCOME OWF FANS TO THE FIRST SHOW BACK FROM CAMPUS CHAOS! Dunn - STOP YELLING! Kissens - WILL YOU BOTH STOP YELLING. Silence penetrates the broadcast. Falcoon - ....AHOOOOOO! We're here in Pittsburgh, Pennslyvania at the Mellon Arena...Live for Addiction! Dunn - There's going to be a lot of backlash from Campus Chaos. Kissens - That's for damn sure. It was a hell of a card. Falcoon - It sure was. It was all topped off with Angel winning the Triple Crown from Trent Steel. Kissens - Which I'm sure no one here in Pittsburgh is happy about. We cut backstage where we see Sum Yung Ho standing by herself. Suddenly Plague walks out from around the far corner. Sum Yung Ho - Psssst! Plague! Plague - Who? Me? Dunn - What an idiot! Sum Yung Ho - Come here! Plague gets a smile across his face as he walks towards Sum Yung Ho. As she walks into her locker room, Plague turns and follows her in. Suddenly Plague is thrown backwards out of the door. Blood begins to pour from his forehead as Ray Lopes emerges from the locker room of Sum Yung Ho. He takes a pair of brass knuckles off of his right hand and slips them into his right front pocket. From that same pocket he pulls out a twenty dollar bill and hands it to Sum Yung Ho. Ray Lopes - Thanks babe. Lopes turns and walks away, leaving Plague on the floor as we switch back to ring side. Dunn - What beef does Lopes have with Plague? Falcoon - I don't even know. Kissens - Well, it's time for the first match....without Plague apparently. Dunn - Still should be a great Triple Threat. Missy Janson - Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for the first match of the night. The fans cheer loudly as the few who were out of their seats rush back. Missy Janson - It is a elimination four corners match that is a Quest For The Best Qualifier. The winner will be qualified into the Quest For The Best Tournament on April 27th... Dunn - Apparently Missy hasn't been informed that Plague isn't gonna be competing. Missy Janson - Coming to the ring first, making his debut in the OWF...Slate Tristen! His music hits the speakers as the fans remain utterly silent. He jogs down towards the ring. Dunn - Who is this guy? Kissens - The newest signee to the OWF! Falcoon - Greeeat. Another one and gone? He slides into the ring, holding up his arms as the fans still remain silent. His music dies down, as you can hear a pin drop in the arena. Missy Janson - Next to the ring, from Chicago, Illinois...Here is Shyne! The PA system explodes with the pounding beat of Shyne's music as he walks through the entrance way. The fans all get to their feet in applause of the recently returned Shyne. Falcoon - Many believe Shyne was taken out in a fluke just over a week ago. Dunn - Many would be correct. He slaps a few hands of the fans as he runs down the ramp. From the sprint he slides into the ring as all the lights in the arena dim except for a single spotlight that is focused on Shyne in the center of the ring. His music slowly fades out and the lights return to a normal setting as he prepares for his match. Missy Janson - Next out to the ring, from Barrie, Ontario, Canada...Godsmack! PA System - Change my pitch up, Smack my bitch up! "Smack My Bitch Up" by Prodigy hits the speakers, which sends the fans into a chorus of boos. Godsmack eggs them on as he slowly walks down the ramp. He fakes out a few fans who were dumb enough to extend their hands looking for Godsmack to slap them. Godsmack spits on his hand and slaps the hands of a few fans before they all pull away. Kissens - What a pig! A few fans spit at him, which he dodges with a huge smile on his face. He climbs up the side of the ring and through the ropes. He holds his arms up as the fans boo even louder than before. His music fades out as he retreats to his corner. Falcoon - Well, now it's Plagues turn.. Dunn - But he's not here. Kissens - We know that! Missy Janson - And finally, from -- Suddenly, the initials "RL" flash upon the OWF Tron as his music hits the speakers. The fans erupt into a loud amount of cheers as Ray Lopes comes running out of the ramp at full speed. Falcoon - IT'S LOPES! Missy Janson - ....From Los Angeles, California....RAY LOPES! The fans explode once again as his name is announced. Kissens - Seems as if he's taken Plague's spot. Dunn - Interesting! (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The bell rings as Lopes slides under the ropes and goes right after Godsmack, tackling him through the ropes to the outside to a loud ovation. Dunn - He's got a problem with Godsmack! Kissens - Who doesn't? Falcoon - Lopes took Godsmack out of Mardi Brawls two sunday's ago at Campus Chaos and he's looking for more now! Slate Tristen and Shyne lock up in the ring while Lopes uses every method he can to try to injure Godmsack. Shyne takes Tristen down with an armdrag and follows up with a headlock. On the outside, Lopes has picked Godsmack up and throws him back first at the steel ring steps. Godsmack crashes into the steps and sends them flying as he collapses to the concrete floor. In the ring, Tristen has pushed himself up to his feet as Shyne maintains the headlock. Slate lifts him up and nails a back drop on Shyne in the middle of the ring, knocking the wind from both men. Ray slides the lifeless Godsmack back into the ring and follows him in right after. Lopes grab a hold of Godsmack's leg and hooks it as he covers him...1...2...kickout by Godsmack. Both Shyne and Tristen get up to their feet at about the same time. Slate goes for a clothesline, but Shyne is able to duck it and grab Tristen in a reverse waist lock. He flips Slate over his head, nailing a release german suplex. Kissens - Whoaaa! Dunn - That took some strength to just pull that outta thin air. Ray has Godsmack pinned up against the corner in a standing position, unleashing a fury of right and left hands to the face and abdomen of Godsmack. Godsmack eventually falls to a sitting position in the corner, and Lopes responds by stomping on his chest a few times with his right boot. Falcoon - Lopes is keeping the pressure on Godsmack. On the other side of the ring, Shyne is in a crouched position as he waits for Slate to stand up. Once Tristen gets to his feet, he attempts another clothesline which Shyne avoids and grabs the tights of Slate. He rolls him up into a school boy pin as the referee drops into place...1...2...3! Missy Janson - Slate Tristen has been eliminated! Kissens - What reflexes by Shyne! Slate rolls to the outside as Lopes picks Godsmack up in the corner. He irish whips him across the ring. Shyne stumbles into the path of Godsmack, and he unleashes a vicious clothesline to Shyne that sends him flipping down to the mat. Kissens - There...not so much. Ray runs out to go after Godsmack, but he is picked up and slammed down with a spinebuster. Falcoon - Is that the mistake Godsmack needed to take control? Godsmack falls down to one knee, holding his ribs. Lopes is dazed as he begins to push himself up while Shyne gets up to all fours on the opposite side of the ring. Ray stands up on unsteady legs at about the same time as Godsmack. Shyne does the same. Lopes jumps into the air, nailing a dropkick to Godsmack's face that stumbles him backwards into a reverse waist lock by Shyne. He attempts a german suplex again, but Godsmack is too heavy. Lopes approaches and again jumps into the air, looking for a dropkick but Godsmack ducks. Lopes nails Shyne who stumbles backwards into the turnbuckles and releases Godsmack. Godsmack rolls away and crouches behind Ray who pushes himself up to his feet. Falcoon - LOOK OUT! Godsmack charges, looking for a spear by Lopes leap frogs him. Godsmack continues forward with his momentum towards Shyne who is in the corner. Godsmack connects with the spear on Shyne, who falls down to the mat holding his ribs. Godsmack stands up, holding his hands up but he is met with a boot to the gut by Ray Lopes. He quickly grabs Godsmack, lifts him into the air and slams him down onto his head with a Cradle DDT. Kissens - THE DLE ON GODSMACK! Ray quickly hooks Godsmack's leg as the referee slides in from across the ring...1...2...3! Missy Janson - Godsmack has been eliminated! Dunn - Godsmack sure has fallen off. Falcoon - And just like that...It's between Shyne and Lopes. Godsmack rolls to the outside of the ring as Shyne slowly pushes himself up. Ray has his eyes locked on Godsmack, with his back to Shyne who charges out of the corner. Out of nowhere, Ray nails a standing sidekick to the jaw of Shyne which sends him down to one knee. Lopes turns, nailing a buzzsaw kick right to the temple of Shyne which sends him flat to his back. Ray grabs a hold of Shyne by his arm and lifts him up to his feet. Just as quick as before he picks Shyne up and drops him with a Cradle DDT. Kissens - DLE AGAIN! Dunn - Lopes is on a roll! He quickly covers Shyne...1...2...3! Missy Janson - The winner of this match, and moving on as the first of eight to enter the Quest of the Best Tournament on April 27th...Ray Lopes! Falcoon - Not bad for someone who wasn't even in the match. The fans cheer loudly for Lopes who has his arm raised. The cameras switch to backstage where we see a battered Godsmack hobbling back to his locker room. He rounds a corner and approaches a door reading "Godsmack". He pushes it wide open and sitting on the leather couch is Jesse Williams smoking a cigarette. Williams - Oh hey Godsmack...You don't mind if I smoke, do you? Godsmack dives over the table in front of the couch, but Williams moves. Behind Jesse is a stack of three cinderblocks. Godsmack crashes shoulder first through the stack and is knocked unconscious. Jesse stands, looking down over Godsmack. Williams - See, thats why you suck. You're too predictable. Lugging those sons of bitches was totally worth seeing you knock yourself silly in a fit of rage. Jesse takes a final drag of his cigarette before putting it out on the back of Godsmack, who doesn't flinch from being out cold. Williams - When you came in, you were all hype. You came in talking about how you were undefeated. How you're the "immortal one". What did you really accomplish? WoW Champion? Ooooh boy, A title that doesn't exist anymore! You won the Network Title from Draco? Big fucking deal. I've beaten Draco up and down this arena, and yet, that's the one thing you have no trouble reminding us all about. Williams kneels beside Godsmack. Williams - And you know what? It's my fault. I brought you here and it's my fault that since November we've had to put up with your bullshit. Well, just like I brought you in...I just took you out like that. Jesse stands up, pulling his hair back behind his ears. Williams - Don't come back- Ever. Jesse turns and leaves his locker room as the cameras focus on the bloody Godsmack before cutting back to the announcers with the fans cheering loudly from Jesse's actions. Falcoon - Jesus christ...Godsmack may be in a lot of trouble. Dunn - Oh well. Kissens - Jesse promised this would be his night...So far, he's correct. Falcoon - There's a lot more Addiction to come, as well. Dunn - Including another QFTB qualifier between Silkk and Valtiel! Missy Janson - The next match is scheduled for a one fall and it is a singles Quest For The Best Tournament qualification match. Coming to the ring first, from Louisville, Kentucky...Valtiel! The lights all turn dark except for a few blue lights on the entrance ramp. Valtiel emerges from the entrance ramp as his music kicks in. The fans give him a mixed reaction as he slowly trots down to the ring looking prepared for the match. He walks around to the corner and walks up the steel steps up onto the apron. He steps through the top and middle ropes and into the ring. Dunn - I think this guy could give Silkk a run for his money tonight. He walks to his corner as his music dies down. Missy Janson - And his opponent, from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma...Michael "Silkk" Carrington! Silkk walks out from behind the curtains as his entrance music blasts through the PA System. As soon as the fans catch a glimpse of Silkk they explode into cheers. He walks down to the ring arrogantly, smiling the whole way. Falcoon - I don't know, Dunn. Silkk is one of the best for a reason. He slides under the bottom ropes and into the ring. He backs into his corner, looking across at Valtiel who has his eyes locked on Silkk. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) As soon as the bell rings, Valtiel charges out of his corner like a raging bull. He is stopped dead in his tracks by a dropkick to the right knee by Silkk. Valtiel holds his right leg in pain as Silkk stands up, holding up his arms. He grabs a hold of Valtiels legs and puts them under each of his armpits. Silkk turns Valtiel over and locks a boston crab onto him. Valtiel screams in pain as he reaches towards the ropes. He grabs a hold by the tips of his fingers to the bottom rope. The referee calls for Silkk to break the hold, which he does. He still holds onto the legs of Valtiel but he grabs him in a wheelbarrell position. He swings him over and nails Valtiel right onto his neck and back. Kissens - CARRINGTON FEVER! He quickly covers Valtiel...1...2...3! Falcoon - And it's over! Missy Janson - The winner of this bout, and the second to qualify for the Quest for the Best Tournament on April 27th....SILKK! The fans explode into a roar of cheers and chants for Silkk as his arm is raised. Valtiel rolls out of the ring, and walks backstage defeated. Silkk eventually celebrates with the crowd before disappearing backstage as well. Dunn - Silkk is looking good again. Falcoon - This is shaping up to be some tournament...So far Ray Lopes and Silkk have qualified for it. Kissens - Only six spots left. As those words are spoken, "Famous" by Puddle of Mudd hits the PA System. Dunn - Oh great. Chris Green, sporting a sling and a casted arm, walks out from the back. He sells the injury as he hobbles forward, but every once in a while cracks himself up. He walks up the steel steps, and as he steps through the ropes he begins to act like he is in a ton of pain. When he stands up he smiles again, reaching into his front pocket with his free hand and pulling out a microphone. The music dies down. Chris Green - Well folks, it's official. I am fifty three percent healthy! The fans boo loudly. Green - I know, I know. You all need me back, but trust me...I'M TRYIN FOR YA! I have to address something. The disappearances of Svoboda and Godsmack do not end what Corrupted has begun. I will continue to mentor Styxx and Stonze to Tag Team Glory. I will show them the OWF ropes and we will continue to wreak havoc here. Green lowers the mic and looks out to the booing crowd, taking it all in. Green - I know you hate me, and thats why I cannot wait to get back and give you all that I can. Voice - Blah blah blah! From the back, Ray Lopes emerges with a microphone. The fans cheer loudly for him. Ray Lopes - That's all you do. You run your mouth about this and that...but in the end, your words mean shit. They always have, and they always will. Green - My fight isn't with you anymore Lopes...I took care of that a while ago when I kicked your ass. The fans boo. Lopes - That's right. You beat me. Well, fair is fair right? How about we tango once more, when you're healthy enough for it. And we'll settle this for sure. The fans cheer loudly. Lopes - If you're man enough, of course. Green becomes furious. Green - YOU'RE ON YOU PIECE OF SHIT! Lopes - Good. Lemme know when your boo-boo's feel better and we'll set a time and place. Lopes turns and leaves as Green becomes even more mad in the ring. He quickly exits and walks backstages after Lopes. Falcoon - Looks like we have that to look forward to. Dunn - Should be another great battle! We cut backstage where we see Garrett Greene running full speed down the hallways of the arena. The camera man and the boom guy both attempt to keep up, but they are a few steps behind him. Finally Garrett stops at the office of President Chase Johnson. He looks back at the camera. Garrett Greene - Okay guys, let me head in there first... Garrett opens the door and walks inside. Within two seconds of it closing it opens right back up as President Chase Johnson walks out of the room followed in hot pursuit by Garrett. Garrett Greene - Can't you give me anything CJ? CJ stops in his track and looks at Greene. Prez CJ - I do have something to say, and I'll say it after the next match. Now, if you'll excuse me... Chase exits the scene, leaving Garrett in front of the camera before the view switches back to the announcers. Dunn - Finally we get to hear from CJ! Falcoon - We have a match first, though.
Missy Janson - The next match is scheduled for a one fall, and it is a singles Quest For The Best qualifier...Coming to the ring first...making his OWF debut...Jack Sullivan! The newcomer to the OWF walks out from the entrance ramp as his music blares through the speakers. The fans heavily boo him because he is facing Trent Steel -- a home town boy. He ignores everyone and walks down to ringside before pulling himself up on the apron and stepping through the ropes into the ring. His music fades out as he waits for Trent. Falcoon - The fans can't wait for him to come out. Missy Janson - And his opponent, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania... The fans explode. Missy Janson - ..."The Son of a Bitch" Trent Steel! "Now you're messing with a son of a bitch.." Trent's music blasts through the speakers as he walks out from the entrance way. He takes a few steps, soaking in the fans reception of him. Falcoon - Who the hell -- From behind Trent Steel, Vacant runs out and decks Steel in the knees with a hockey stick that knocks him flat to his back. His music suddenly stops. The fans boo Vacant heavily, not only because he attacked Steel but because of his Ottawa Senators jersey. Steel hops right back up and Vacant swings again. Trent catches the stick and pushes Vacant down to the ramp. He kips up and runs at Steel, holding the stick with two hands but Trent kicks the stick and snaps it into two separate pieces -- along with nailing Vacant in the chest with his boot. Vacant is dazed, to which Steel reaches into his trenchcoat pocket. Kissens - He's gonna burn him! He pulls out a vile of fluid and the lighter. He chugs a mouthful and turns to his fallen adversary, but Vacant suddenly kicks out the legs of Steel. He falls backwards, with Vacant nailing The Vacancy pushing him off the edge of the ramp. Steel accidentally lights the lighter and sets himself ablaze as he falls fifteen feet backwards, and hits the concrete with a sickening thud. Dunn - OH SHIT! Vacant looks incredibly shaken, looking down at Steel from above as EMT's put out the fire and begin to treat him. Falcoon - What did we just see, James? Vacant runs as the fans boo him even louder, exiting up the ramp and disappearing behind the curtains. Dunn - I'm...I'm not sure. "The New Black" by Every Time I Die hits the PA System and President Chase Johnson walks out from the entrance way. He stands atop the ramp as EMT's fasten Steel to the gurney and begin to wheel him out. CJ calls for his music to cut as Sullivan exits the ring and walks up the ramp towards CJ. Prez CJ - This is ridiculous. You know what...I'm not having my show ruined anymore...SULLIVAN...I told you I wanted Steel finished, I didn't want him dead. Is this your doing? Sullivan shakes his head No. Prez CJ - Well, we're gonna find out. Next week, Trent Steel versus Jack Sullivan will be happening. The winner will move on to be one of the eight in the Quest For The Best Tournament. The fans cheer. Prez CJ - And it's going to be PDA Rules. The fans explode. Falcoon - That's nuts! CJ points Sullivan to the back, and he disappears behind the curtain. Prez CJ - Also, tonight Plague was taken out. He didn't get a fair shake, so instead, Plague will get another shot next week. And since I'm in the giving mood, since Shyne never lost to anyone ACTUALLY in the match, he's going to have a shot next week as well. Now, as for Vacant. I know you got your ass out of dodge as soon as you could, but I have a message for you. If you want to rumble with the big boys, you're going to have to prove yourself. Next week, in another Quest For The Best qualifier...I'm going to put you against a person your father never liked. A person who would love to end your career before it even gets started....Piter Svoboda! The fans explode in to a loud ovation. Prez CJ - And also next week, I have taken the liberty to book us one doozy of the match. I hate to say, it was with the help of Jesse Williams. The fans cheer at the mention of Jesse's name. Prez CJ - Next week Angel will be defending his OWF Triple Crown Championship and his Blood half of the OWF Blood, Sweat and Tears Tag Championship against... The fans remain silent...on the edge of their seat. Prez CJ - ....Moxie Roxie! The fans cheer at the mention of her name. Kissens - Whoooooo! Prez CJ - By the rules of the Blood Tag Title, Jesse chose Moxie to be Angel's opponent. Now, I get to pick which type of PDA Match it will be...And I chose simply no disqualification or ring outs. Nothing too crazy for the first time out of the gate. Now lets get on with the main event. CJ exits to the back as the fans boo him. The view switches to that of the announcers booth. Falcoon - Two big matches already signed for next week. Dunn - More than that when you count Plague and Shyne! Kissens - Moxie gets a shot, y'all! Dunn - Yes, she does. Missy Janson - Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for the Main Event. It is a Tag Team Match, with the winners going on to face the OWF Blood, Sweat and Tears Tag Team Champions at Quest For The Best...Coming to the ring first...Styxx and Stonze! Both men walk out from the back as their theme music hits the speakers. They are both wearing Corrupted T-shirts and accordingly, the fans boo them. Falcoon - I was impressed by Stonze at Campus Chaos. Kissens - Think we all were. Dunn - I guesse it's up to Styxx to see if he can hold his own weight. Missy Janson - And their opponents...They are the current OWF/ASW Handicapped Champions...Tad O. Minor and Mr. Good...N.U.T.S!! Both men run out from the back, with Mr. Good taking the lead. He slides into the ring, followed by Tad O. Minor and they both engage with Styxx and Stonze. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) All four men start off the match beating on each other. Stonze and Mr. Good lock horns while Styxx and Minor lock up and tussle up against the ropes. Mr. Good nails a high knee in to the midsection of Stonze and pushes him back into the corner. On the opposite side of the ring, Tad O. Minor pushes Styxx in the corner. Both men irish whip their opponents towards each other. Stonze and Styxx hook arms and reverse course, heading back towards their adversaries. Mr. Good lays Stonzes out with a big boot as he charges at him, while Styxx takes Tad O. Minor down with a vicious lariat. Minor rolls to the outside of the ring, with Styxx in pursuit, leaving Stonze and Mr. Good as the legal men in the ring. Falcoon - Glad we finally got that sorted out. Mr. Good pounces on Stonze as he pushes himself up, nailing forearm smashes to his back that send Stonze down to all fours. Mr. Good kicks Stonze in the ribs, sending him down flat on his back. On the outside both Styxx and Minor have separated and retreated to their corners. Mr. Good grabs a hold of Stonze and picks him up, dragging him to his corner. He tags in Tad O. Minor and holds Stonze with his ribs exposed. Minor nails a hard bood that sends Stonze down to one knee as Mr. Good steps to the outside. Minor grabs a hold of Stonze's head and begins to lift him up, but Stonze breaks his grasp and unleashes a hard right hook that staggers Tad back against the ropes. He bounces off the ropes and Stonze attempts a clothesline but Tad O. Minor hooks his arm and floats over Stonze's back and into a DDT position. Stonze quickly flips Minor over his back with a northern lights suplex, following it up by bridging his legs making it a pinning situation...1...2...kickout. Dunn - Close call there. Kissens - Too close for Mr. Good who is left in the corner wanting to get back in. Stonze swirls up to his feet as Minor takes a few seconds to regain his surroundings. Tad turns around and Stonze slaps him right across the face before jumping into the air and dropkicking him backwards into the corner where Styxx is waiting. Stonze pushes himself up and walks towards the corner and tags in Styxx. He enters the ring as both men pull Minor to the middle of the ropes and double irish whip him across the ring. When he bounces back, both men hook his arms and nail a double hip toss. Styxx wastes no time, mounting Minor and unleashing a fury of right hands. Mr. Good gets frustrated and jumps into the ring, running across the ring and kicking Styxx right across the chest. Styxx falls flat to his back as the referee pushes Mr. Good back to his corner, as Tad O. Minor begins to crawl towards the corner to tag in Mr. Good. Falcoon - That was a great exhibition of team work by Mr. Good. Dunn - And now he's going to be the legal man. Mr. Good steps to the outside of the ring, extendin his hand inward. As soon as he does, Minor tags him in as Styxx makes the tag to Stonze. Both men rush to the center of the ring where Mr. Good starts the exchange with a left jab, Stonze rolls with the punch and fires back with european uppercut to Mr. Good. He takes a step backwards, only to big his big boot up and catch Stonze in the gut with a hard toe kick. Mr. Good attempts another kick, but Stonze catches it. He hops on his one leg before Stonze spins Mr. Good around and nails a clothesline across his chest. Mr. Good staggers backwards, falling against the ropes and bouncing back. Stonze takes him down with a drag toe hold and jumps up to his head, locking him in a tight side headlock. Mr. Good pushes himself up, while Stonze maintains the hold. Mr. Good is able to push Stonze off of him and up against the ropes. Mr. Good looks for a wide swinging lariat, but Stonze ducks and locks Mr. Good in a sleeper hold. Dunn - SLEEPER! Falcoon - It may be goodnight for Mr. Good! Mr. Good swings his arms wildly, trying to free himself, but the more he struggles the harder it becomes to fight the hold. Stonze holds on for dear life, even hopping up onto the back of Mr. Good to keep the leverage. He falls to one knee, gasping for air as Stonze tightens the hold again. Suddenly, Mr. Good stands and pushes all his weight backwards as he slams Stonze into the turnbuckle backfirst. Stonze keeps the sleeper hold on, and though dazed, he hops up to a sitting position on the top rope. Mr. Good swings his arms again, but starts to close consciousness. Kissens - Valiant attempt by Mr. Good to get out of it. Dunn - It seems like Stonze is gonna put him out and win this match. Mr. Good reaches up, grabbing a hold of the back of Stonze's head. Out of nowhere, Mr. Good leaps forward taking Stonze with him. He nails an Acecrusher, also known as a Stunner, off the middle rope on Stonze. Both men lay exhausted in the ring as the fans go nuts. Falcoon - GOOD-NIGHT FROM THE SECOND ROPE! Dunn - Mr. Good doesn't have enough left in him to make the cover! Kissens - That would definitely be enough to win the match if he could manage a cover. Mr. Good is the first to start moving as Tad O. Minor cheers him on from his corner. He rolls over onto his stomach and begins to crawl towards his corner as Minor extends his hand through the ropes looking for the tag. Stonze rolls over onto his left side, shaking off the effects of that devastating move. He begins to drag himself towards his corner as Styxx extends his hands over the top rope, also looking for the tag. Both men are neck and neck for the most part, as they inch closer and closer to their partners. Stonze makes the tag first, and Styxx steps through the ropes and charges across the ring towards Mr. Good who is only a few inches from making a tag himself. Despite his attempt to stop it, Mr. Good tags in Tad O. Minor who springboards up to the top rope and launches himself towards Styxx. He wraps his legs around his neck and nails a twisting headscissors takedown. The fans explode as Styxx slides backfirst along the mat, before pulling himself right up. He runs at Tad O. Minor, who dodges the running Styxx -- whose momentum carries him chest first into the turnbuckle. Tad O. Minor seizes the opportunity as Styxx stumbles out backwards. Minor rolls Styxx backwards into a pinning position. The referee slides into place...1...2...thr- Stonze stomps Tad on the back of the head, breaking the count. Within seconds, Mr. Good comes out of nowhere and clotheslines Stonze over the top rope. Mr. Good's momentum carries him over the top rope to the floor, as both he and Stonze hit the floor with a thud. Mr. Good is able to pull himself up quickly with the apron as the fans cheer loudly. Styxx stands up, looking outside as Tad O. Minor stands behind him. Once Styxx turns around, Minor hops up, wrapping his legs around Styxx's neck and nailing a hurricanrana. He sits on Styxx's chest and hooks one of his legs. Falcoon - He has him in a pinfall attempt! The referee drops to his knees and makes the count...1...2...thr- Styxx kicks out. Both men swirl up to their feet with Styxx attempting a lariat, but Minor swings around behind him. He grabs him in a reverse waist lock, which Styxx quickly reverses by swinging around behind Tad O. Minor and grabbing him in a reverse waist lock. Minor struggles as he is eventually able to break the grasp of Styxx, and wrap around behind him in another reverse waist lock. Tad O. Minor attempts to throw Styxx over his head, but he is unable to lift him. He tries a second time, and again is unable to lift him. Dunn - He's not big enough! Mr. Good slides into the ring as Tad O. Minor attempts a third time. As he lifts Styxx, Mr. Good nails a huge clothesline on Styxx that sends him flipping over backwards. Tad O. Minor executes a perfect german suplex and bridges his back as the referee makes the count...1...2...3! Missy Janson - The winners of this match...Mr. Good and Tad O. Minor....N.U.T.S!! Falcoon - They got the shot at Quest For The Best! Dunn - And they're still undefeated! Kissens - That could easily change. Falcoon - Well folks, it was s short night tonight...We'll see you next week at Monday Addiction! |