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Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first ... from Cupertino, California.... weighing 195 pounds ... this is the "Shadow"....KRIS WAYNE!!
"Chocolate Fudge" by Mannheim Steamroller starts playing over the sound system, starting out with piano and then transforming into synthesizer sound. Kris bounces out of the back in his trunks with the purple stripe up the side and custom RAWF T-shirt with the purple logo. Jason Pryde isn't far behind in his trademark light blue polo shirt and khakis. A pyro fountain erupts on each side of the ramp, and a confetti bomb explodes from the rafters. Jason and Kris continue their walk to ringside, with Shadow slapping as many hands as he can. Pryde keeps a watchful eye out, determined to protect his charge from any extracurricular danger. Kris gets the ring, jumps to the apron, uses the ropes for help, and flips himself into the ring. Doing a couple of backflips inside, the crowd starts cheering like crazy...
Levitan: And his opponent...from Atlanta, Georgia...weighing in at 256 pounds...he is one half of the RAWF Tag Team champions...he is SHAWN DEE!
Took away my hunger, but didn't give me greed
Made me successful, when I just wanted to be heard
Give me the light, cause all I need is the word
"Right/Wrong" by DMX blares over the sound system and the crowd's mood changes drastically. Shawn Dee comes out from the back to a standing crowd whose sole purpose is to boo the hell out of him. With gleaming gold belt draped over his shoulder, he struts to ringside amid explosions of pyro. Getting to ringside, Pryde starts beefing with him, while Kris runs the ropes and jumps over the top rope, intending on hitting a high cross body block. Shawn sees it coming and brandishes the Tag Belt, which connects with Wayne in mid-air. Shadow drops in a heap. Jason goes on the attack, dropkicking Dee, sending him into the steel steps. The ref practically leaps out of the ring and orders Pryde to get out. Security converges, and Pryde goes back of his own volition.
Doc: What was he thinking? Does Pryde HAVE to interject himself into EVERY Kris Wayne match? He needs to be fired from RAWF...get rid of him! He is a nuisance!
Brad: Nuisance to you, maybe. Everyone else likes the guy. He looks out for his wrestler, that's all...
Doc: It took nerve for you to say that with a straight face! Puh-lease! Anyone signing on against Kris Wayne signs on to fight a handicapped match...that's the way it always has been, I guess that's the way it will always be!
Brad: Let's get back to the match, fans, while Doc cries in his coffee...
Dee grabs Kris Wayne and throws him into the ring. Sliding in himself, he gets to a vertical base and stomps a few times before scooping him up for a bodyslam. Kicking at him to see how much life is left in his opponent, Shawn looks at him strangely as Wayne's body is completely limp. Picking up the dead weight, he hooks him up for a cradle suplex, figuring on ending it quickly. Immediately, Kris' body tightens up, and Wayne's ruse becomes obvious. Sending a knee into Dee's groin area, Wayne rolls him up for a pinning predicament! 1...2...kickout! Shawn gets to his feet, very irate. wayne is already up and pelts him with a dropkick. Dee stumbles back a few steps, but then comes right back at him. Wayne gets in a martial arts defensive posture, then tries a crescent kick. Dee blocks it, grabs the leg, and trips him down. From there, Dee hits a fist drop. Kris rolls out of the ring to regroup. The tag champ yells a few words to him, telling him to get back in. At the count of 7, Kris rolls in, and back out. Starting another count. Staying near the apron, Kris listens to the count...Dee, by this time has had enough, he runs and tries a baseball slide kick, which Kris was hoping for...dodging out of the way, Wayne lets Shawn's momentum carry him out of the ring. As Dee lands on his feet on the outside, Kris delivers a snap kick, followed by a rolling koppou kick. Staggered, Dee drapes himself on the apron for support, and Wayne then hits a spin kick, taking Dee all the way down. Stomping like a madman, Wayne nearly misses the 10 coount. Shadow gets in the ring, stopping the count.
Brad: See, Kris Wayne can defend himself very nicely! He is practiced in the martial arts!
Doc: He is going to be practiced in the art of pain, any minute now...I can feel it!
Brad: That feeling you have is that foot-long coney dog with mustard and onions that is coming back to haunt you...
Vaulting himself out of the ring, he lands right on top of Dee. Grabbing his opponent, Wayne tries to send him into the post, but Shawn reverses it, slamming Shadow into the steel. Both men collapse on the floor as the ref continues his count...3-4-5-6-7-8-9-Dee does the only thing he can do, and grabs the refs leg, tripping him. Shawn then protests that he thought he was Wayne, and apologized. The ref, unhurt from a little tripping, does not disqualify Shawn for that...but he does get in the ring and resume the count. Before he gets far into it, Dee grabs Wayne, punches him a few times, opening up the little gash that formed from the posting, then throws him into the ring. Wayne gets to his feet as Dee gets into the ring. Trying a kick, Shawn closes the distance between the two before he can complete it. Locking up with him...Dee whips him into the ropes, where he connects with a shoulder tackle. Getting back up, he slams Shadow into the corner, where he then proceeds to clobber his opponent with several bionic elbows. Slumping down into the corner, Kris is nearly helpless when Dee starts stomping. Reaching down to get Shadow, Shawn is surprised when Kris reaches up, grabs some tights, falls back, and sends Dee flying inbetween the second and third turnbuckles, right into the steel post. As Dee backs up, Wayne slaps on a backslide, putting him in a pinning predicament...1-2-kickout! Dee gets up, favoring the shoulder a bit. Wayne gets up, then gets clobbered with a power clothesline!
Brad: Back and forth action! Kris has shown some resiliency! Dee has also shown some guts...and a high threshold for pain!
Doc: Well, Dee is has been getting the better of him, now. He doesn't have to worry about that manager...you take away that cheap posting and backslide, and lately, its been all Dee...
Brad: I wouldn't say ALL Dee...he has been dishing out the punishment, but Wayne has been holding his own!
A camera cuts to one of the back entrances to the fan sections. Jason Pryde has come out still in his white polo shirt, blue jeans, and sneakers. He begins working the crowd, some of whom he seems to recognise and hugs and kisses a few of the ladies. A guy thrusts an arena cup of beer into his hand, shows him the 'rock' on the girl's hand next to him, (Jason looks quite incredulous) then the two knock cups together saying "Cheers" and chug the beer. He hands the cup back to the fan and high fives him. Wiping his mouth and shaking hands with a few others, he makes his way down to the ringside seats where he pats another fan on the back. Jason's demeanor gets very serious as he takes stock of the situation and then nonchalantly hops over the security rail and places himself at the apron directly across from Shawn's back.
Doc: WHAT IS THIS?!!? Hey ref...??? Get him out of here...you did it before, DO IT AGAIN!
Brad: I'm sure he'll have Pryde ejected again...but you have to like his style!
Doc: WHAT? Like his style? Which style is that? His cheating style? His cowardly "Hit you in the back" style?
Brad: I like his "Really irritate Doc" style!
Dee picks Wayne up and whips him into the ropes. Trying for a big boot, Shadow unbelievably ducks it, runs the ropes, and plants a spinning heel kick into Shawn, and Shawn goes flying into the ropes. Shawn regains his composure and starts charging back after Kris. Jason has hooked his hand around Shawn's ankle, and Dee goes down flat on his face. The ref didn't see what happened, but sees Pryde now over at one of the turnbuckles. Pryde holds his hands up in a gesture of "I didn't do anything!!" The ref asks him, "Didn't I already throw you out!" Telling the manager that he will be fined for coming back, he also informs him that he may be suspended if caught interfering! Meanwhile, Shawn has regained his footing and has proceeded to chokeslam Kris, and then picks him up and hits his face onto one of the turnbuckles. Leaving Kris in a heap, he spots Pryde (as if he didn't already know Jason was the one who tripped him) and jumps over the top rope past the ref yelling "Don't believe him!" intending to land on Pryde. Jason jumps backward and Shawn lands awkwardly on the ground below. He takes a moment to get up. Jason put his hands down, and jogs around the outside of the ring to the other turnbuckle, saying to the ref, "See, I'm behaving...I'm getting far away from Shawn Dee." Pryde gets over to where Kris is just coming to his senses. He slaps Kris' face and Kris gets up.
Doc: I can't believe the ref is going to let him stay! Fire the ref! He has no control! Someone should slap Pryde...and the ref for that matter!
Brad: I think the ref is being shrewd. He is giving Jason enough rope to hang himself. You heard him...Pryde will be fined, and quite possibly suspended! If he gets caught just once...
Doc: True...but this should've happened a loooong time ago!
Shawn Dee, meanwhile, has gotten up and appropriated a chair from the Spanish Announcer's table. He runs around the edge of the ring and raises it over his head to clobber Jason. Kris yells and points, Jason ducks, and Dee's chair makes contact -- with the turnbuckle! The ref has made it over to that side of the ring, and watches as Dee drops the chair and kicks Pryde in the gut as he comes up from ducking. Jason doubles over in pain, and Kris goes through the ropes and clocks Dee with a foot to the mush. Shawn staggers and drops, and gets back up waving his hand around his head like swatting off a fly. He charges Jason -- and Jason is ready for him, this time. The two men lock up, and Jason throws Dee's balance off, then hip tosses him into the security fence. Grabbing his side, Dee jumps upright and charges at Pryde, who jumps up and slides into the ring. Shawn catches himself just in time, and slides into the ring after him. Pryde runs across the ring and slips between the ropes and onto the other side. Dee is caught with a baseball slide from Kris, and chops to the gut, focusing on the side that made contact with the fence. Dee "brushes" Wayne off with his other hand, pinning him against the ropes. He then picks Kris up and starts to give him another chokeslam when Wayne's feet draw up and then connects with Dee's chest. Using Dee as a springboard, Kris breaks his hold and backflips off of his chest. Landing on his feet, Kris executes what would have been a beautiful dropkick, had Dee been there. Dee got out of the way and Wayne crashes to the mat.
Doc: Dee has some awesome reflexes! Maybe there is something to a diet of Mountain Dew after all!!!
Brad: Dee now, picks up Wayne and gives him a bodyslam. Then suddenly charges and leaps over the ropes, hitting Pryde with a plancha!!!
Doc: YEAH! Caught him completely by suprise! Heheheheheheh.
Dee climbs back in the ring, immensely pleased with himself. Wayne stumbles to his feet, but Dee knocks him back down with a clothesline! Then with a huge grin, he picks Wayne up and hits with a Sensational Impact!!! He covers 1...2... Pryde slides into the ring and nails Dee with a double axehandle! The ref sees this and calls for the bell immediately. Pryde picks Dee up and starts pummeling him. This starts a whole slew of action as Jarek Magnum comes storming down to the ring. As Pryde, Dee, Wayne, and Magnum brawl, the New Blood storm the ring. Now with six individuals battling it out, security is called for again.
Doc: What a scrum this has turned into!!!
Brad: Total Chaos!!!
The brawl continues for several minutes before the show goes to commercial...
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BAGGS VS. JANGO CROSS (C) |
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the RAWF UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP!! Introducing first ...the challenger. From South Boston, Virginia ....weighing 265 pounds....this is BAGGS!
Baggs comes strolling out of the curtain, a sly grin on his face. As he starts down the ramp ...Jango comes barrelling out of the curtain and nails him from behind with the United States Championship belt!
Doc: HEY!!! What a cowardly attack by Jango! Jumping his challenger from behind! Is that the way a champion acts??
Brad: He's getting revenge for his brother! Baggs brutally attacked a man who has retired from wrestling! All because he's a sore loser!
Jango tosses the belt aside, picks Baggs up, and starts wailing away on him with punches. Baggs staggers down the ramp and Jango follows in hot pursuit. Jango catches him as he gets to the ring and rams Baggs' head into the sttel post. Baggs careens away and falls to the concrete. Jango picks him up again and rolls him into the ring, following hot on his heels. When both are in the ring, the referee calls for the bell and the match is officially underway. Jango picks Baggs up and whips him into the corner, then follows him in with a corner clothesline. He mounts him and starts pummeling him with short punches to the face. The fans count along "1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9....10!" Jango gets down and Baggs comes stumbling comically out, throwing punches at ghosts. Jango climbs the top rope and leaps, hitting with a missile dropkick! Baggs falls helplessly to the mat. Jango goes as if to cover, but before the ref can start counting Jango starts punching Baggs some more.
Doc: What a fool! He might have been able to get a quick win! His temper has gotten the best of him!
Brad: A rare agreement between us Doc. Jango now, turns Baggs over and tries to apply the Crossover!!! Ohhh, Baggs kicks him in the face and rolls away.
Baggs scrambles away to try to get a breather, but Jango shakes off the kick and comes right back after him. Baggs tries to crawl out of the ring, but Jango grabs him by the ankles and tries applying the Crossover again. Baggs hold on to the ropes for dear life and the ref forces Jango to let go. Jango argues with the ref for a second, then pushes him aside. Baggs reaches up and hits Jango with a low blow. Jango's eyes bug out and he doubles over. Baggs stands up and hits a DDT on the champ. Baggs snarls and stands over Jango menacingly for a moment, then drags him to his feet and executes a snap suplex. Jango hits the mat and sits up for a second before falling back to the canvas. Baggs picks him up again and whips him into the ropes for a monsterous spinebuster. A cover! 1....2.... kickout by Jango. Baggs rolls over and starts clubbing Jango across the head with short punches like Jango did to him just moments before. Then he gets up and drags the champ to his feet and whips him into the ropes and applies an abdominal stretch on the return! Jango grimaces in pain, but does not submit. While the ref is asking Jango, Baggs reaches back and grabs the top rope to add leverage to the hold. Jango yells out in additional agony. The ref asks him, then checks Baggs, who quickly lets go of the rope. The ref sees the rope vibrating and asks Baggs if he was holding it. Baggs shakes his head vigorously in denial. The ref goes back to asking Jango and Baggs reaches back and grabs the rope again. Jango bellows out a wail and the crowd boos and pleads with the ref to look behind Baggs. The ref does and this time Baggs is not quick enough. The ref kicks his hand off the rope and Jango hip tosses Baggs over and then collpases to the mat himself.
Doc: I hate when a ref thinks he has to physically insert himself into a match! Baggs wasn't doing anything wrong anyways! So he grabbed the rope for balance, so what?
Brad: Yeah, that's what it was ...balance.
Baggs gets up first and stomps Jango in the head a couple of times, then picks the US Champ up and whips him into the ropes....powerslamming him on the return!! A cover! 1.....2....Jango kicks out a split second before the three. Baggs picks him up and decks him with a hard right hand, then whips himself into the ropes and waylays Jango with a big boot to the face. The champ does a ninety degree splat to the canvas. Baggs grins and lightly kicks Jango, taunting him and the crowd. Then he picks him up and throws him to the ropes and gives him a tilt-a-whirl slam! Another cover! 1...2...another kickout by Jango. Baggs appears obviously frustrated at this point, but he picks the champ up once again and decides to try a piledriver. He gets Jango in position and tries to lift, but Jango resists. He tries again, but once more Jango fights it ....then backdrops Baggs over!! The crowd responds with a cheer. Jango stumbles forward a few steps then looks to the crowd to fire him up.
Doc: Come on Baggs!!! This is the respect you've been looking for! Don't blow it now!!
Brad: Baggs gets up and is met by a right cross...no pun intended....then a right hook. Jango with a barrage of punches. Baggs is on his heels!
Doc: Get away from him Baggs, take a siesta! Take five!
Baggs does indeed take five. Five knuckles from Jango right to the nose. Baggs reels back and Jango nails him with a spear. The crowd loves it! Jango gets up and propels off the ropes and hits a kneedrop to Baggs' face, then he picks Baggs up and gives him a sweet looking belly-to-belly suplex! He covers! 1...2...kickout by Baggs. Jango quickly gets up and climbs to the top rope ....but he takes too much time. Baggs gets up, scrambles over to that corner, grabs Jango, then press slams him to the canvas. Jango's body bounces hard. Baggs picks him up and executes his own belly-to-belly suplex. He follows that up by hauling Jango to his feet and delivering a diamond cutter. Baggs stands up and the crowd boos him. He spits at them, then turns to start stomping on the champ. After a few vicious kicks to the ribs, Baggs once again pulls Jango up by the hair. He whacks him with two punches, then grabs him in a front facelock. He hammers Jango in the back with a forearm shot that drives the champ to his knees. Baggs grabs him by the seat of his pants and puts him position for a piledriver. He lifts and nails the move with brute force! He covers and the ref counts 1....2...kickout by Jango, but just barely. Baggs snarls at the ref, but keeps up the pressure by hitting with a snap suplex followed by an elbow drop. Another cover. 1...2...Jango just manages to squirt a shoulder off the mat.
Brad: Jango's got to do something desperate or his reign as U.S. Champ could be over!!!
Doc: I don't think retirement would be too desperate do you?
Baggs picks the near lifless Jango up off the mat again and tosses him hard into the corner. He walks over and lifts Jango up on the top rope, then climbs up with him for a superplex attempt! He cinches it in and lifts ...but Jango blocks it!! Baggs tries again ...to no avail! With a sudden burst of adrenaline and the fans getting behind him again Jango nails Baggs in the ribs. Baggs manages to hold on...but Jango hits him again ....and again. Baggs lets go of Jango and falls backwards to the canvas! He lands on his head and shoulders. Jango stands up on the top turnbuckle and crouches like a panther ready for the kill. Baggs staggers to his feet ...and Jango nails a missile dropkick!! The force of it sends Baggs across the ring and he slumps into the ropes. He falls through them and lands on the ring apron. Jango gets up and reaches over the ropes and pulls Baggs up, then suplexes him back into the ring. The crowd is electric and Jango senses victory! He grabs Baggs by the ankles...turns him over ...and applies the Crossover!!! Bagg screams in agony and desperately tries to crawl for the ropes.
Brad: This is it!! Jango will retain the U.S. Title!!
Doc: He hasn't given up yet!! Don't call it until you see it!!
The fans cheer, also believing that Jango has it won, but with brute strength on his side, Baggs manages to scratch and claw his way to the ropes. The ref forces Jango to break the hold, which he does reluctantly. Baggs crawls outside the ring and tries to catch a breather. Jango slides under the ropes ...and grabs a chair from ringside.
Doc: Oh sure! He couldn't put him away with the Crossover so he's going to resort to using a foreign object. What a champion.
Brad: If you will recall, it was with a chair that Baggs attacked Jango's brother just eight days ago! This could be sweet revenge for the United States Champion!
Baggs gets up and rolls back into the ring before Jango can get to him. Jango tosses the chair in and climbs back in himself. The ref sees Jango pick the chair up and tries to warn him off. Baggs stumbles to his feet. Jango rears back with the chair ...but the ref grabs it, preventing him from swinging. Jango lets go of the chair and turns to glare at the ref, who gives him the business and tosses the chair aside. Jango turns back toward Baggs ....and gets a Fatal Blow to the chops!! Jango's lights go out and he falls to the mat. Baggs covers him! 1....2....3!!!!
Doc: YES! YES! BAGGS DID IT! I told you Brad! I TOLD YOU!
Brad: A huge mistake by Jango Cross! He let his anger carry him away and it cost him!!
Baggs is given the United States Title Belt and he cradles it to his chest and has his arm raised by the ref. "Saliva" plays in the background.
Brad: Ughhh. Please stop.
NEW RAWF UNITED STATES CHAMPION
BAGGS!
Doc: Now Damage Inc. holds the US AND the World Tag Team titles! All we need is Dirge to come back and regain his World title!
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall ... introducing first ... from Scunthorpe, England.... weighing 288 pounds ... this is DEADMAN K !!
"Immortal" by Adema blares and the boos start up for the Scunthorpe native. The lights go out, dark purple pyro explodes, a tombstone appears on the Radi-tron and Deadman K stalks down to the ring. Some English fans traveled to Memphis to see this match, and some are Deadman fans. They try to start a chant of D-M-K! D-M-K! but are largely unsuccessful. Shaking his head at what he considers foolisness and disrespect from the fans, DMK makes his way to the ring.
Levitan: And his opponent...from London, England...weighing in at 275 pounds ... this is ADZ!!!!
Like open doors
Leading you down into my core
Where I�ve become so numb
Without a soul
My spirit�s sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home
Brad: Deadman not wasting time, he seems to have a grudge against the newcomer.
Doc: Do you blame him? This guiy gets a better entrance...just look at the pyro he got. All of the promotional backing...Deadman K has been held back...buried, and I think he is tired of it!
DMK hits Adz with a big boot, stunning him. Firing in with a hard right, he continues with a barrage of punches, culminating with several rapid-fire punches that were little more than jabs, but ended up backing Adz into a corner. Deadman K then hammers away with some elbow smashes. Continuing the scientifics, DMK puts some more boots to him, then fires some more punches. Adz, feeling a rush of adrenaline, grabs him, throws him into the corner, and starts punching away, with hard rights, hard lefts, and a couple of European forearms to boot. Whipping Deadman into the opposite corner, Adz charges, only to get another big boot in the face! Staggered, but not fallen, Adz pinwheels his arms to keep his balance, but Deadman comes flying out with a clothesline that knocks him down! DMK quickly runs the ropes, then hits a legdrop. DMK gets Adz to his feet, and throws him into the corner, impacting the Technical Powerhouse's back. Charging, Deadman can't stop his momentum when Adz gets out of the corner. DMK slams into the turnbuckles, and Adz pounces, laying the lumber to him, mounting the second rope, then pummeling his opponent about the head and shoulders. The crowd cheers with delight, and starts counting along with the punches...1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10! Adz lets him fall to the ground, then drops a knee.
Doc: How come the fans can count to ten before the ref can count to five?
Brad: Must you complain ALL night? Having a bad day?
Doc: As a matter of fact, I am! Guess who is making it that much worse...
Brad: I plead the 5th. Anyway...look at Adz...he's not going to...but Deadman is over 300...
Adz grabs Deadman in a belly to belly suplex, but turns it into an overhead throw. DMK hits with a thud, and the crowd comes to life, and many camera flashes fill the air. Adz grabs his opponent's left leg and starts dropping a few elbows and knees on it. Grabbing his knee in pain, Deadman tries to roll away, but Adz follows him, stomping away at the tender area. Slapping on a figure four, Adz has a little trouble at first, getting the long legs of Deadman wrapped up with the thickly muscled legs that he possesses. When the hold is finally cinched in...Deadman roars in agony. Bellowing, Deadman tries to use his size advantage to reverse the hold...but to no avail. The Powerhouse uses his intense strength to keep him from being turned over. Finally, after several agonizing minutes...DMK stretches out with his 6'10" frame, drags Adz a bit...and then grabs the ropes. The official calls for the break.
Deadman making use of his physical assets to save himself. If he was any smaller, I think that Adz gets the submission!
Doc: I don't see it that way...Adz may have a reputation from some other place...but so far he hasn't impressed me for ... he hasn't impressed me. As far as that figure four goes...Ric Flair, he aint!
Getting up a little hobbled, Adz starts on the attack, stomping away at the damaged knee. DMK rakes Adz in the eyes and punches him a couple of times. One throat thrust, and Adz is gasping for air! Deadman knees his opponent in the stomach, clubs him in the back of the neck with a forearm, then applies a pumphandle slam! Deadman goes down, too, as the knee gives on him. While he is down there...he makes a cover...1-kickout! DMK starts to choke him blatantly, eliciting a count from the referee...1-2-3-4-break! Deadman reapplies the choke...1-2-3-4-break. Getting to his feet, Deadman circles around the ring a bit, trying to "walk off" the damage. Adz stands up and Deadman closes in, locking up with him. Adz wins the lockup and Irish-whips DMK into the ropes. Running gingerly, Deadman is plastered with a shoulderbllock, sending him down. Adz gets him to his feet and hits a belly to back suplex, complete with a cover...1-2-kickout! DMK helps himself up using the nearby ropes, but Adz is on the attack, grabbing him and hoisting him up in a bearhug. Deadman feels the pressure, but he winds up a big hambone and strikes Adz in the back...repeatedly. Adz breaks the bearhug, and the Scunthorpe, native applies a bearhug of his own. Slowly but surely, Adz gets his arms inside DMK's grasp, and powers out of the hold! Deadman K then c,lotheslines him to the ground, where he stomps him viciously. The leg seemingly better, DMK kicks Adz and performs a legdrop. Wincing, DMK makes a cover...1-2-kickout!
Brad: Both men pulling out the heavy artillery, but there is plenty more in their arsenals...these guys are tearing it up inside the squared circle!
Doc: These are two big, strong guys out to prove superiority...my kind of match!
DMK picks Adz up and belts him with a couple more punches. Grabbing him in a side headlock, he tries a running DDT, but Adz throws him off. As DMK gets to his feet, Adz buries him with a tornado DDT, and makes the cover...1-2-foot on the ropes! Pulling his opponent to his feet, Adz whips the Deadman into the ropes, and swings with a clothesline. DMK ducks it, runs a little gingerly, and starts to bounce off the ropes, when Adz follows through with a thunderous clothesline, the momentum of which carries both men over the top rope, to the arena floor. Deadman had the wherewithal to land on his feet, saving the leg from too much damage. Adz crumpled to the mat, landing awkwardly. DMK pulls him up and starts punching. The shots seem to wake Adz up, and he returns fire. The two titans battle back and forth as the referee makes the count...1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10! The ref calls for the bell!
Brad: Well, here you have it... a double count-out! These guys wouldn't give up the fight outside the ring, so its going to cost them the winner's share of the purse.
Doc: Adz is a coward! He purposely kept Deadman K outside the ring because he knew he couldn't keep the Deadman down...Okay, so that sounded weird.
Brad: I think they both had a part in the end of the match, Doc. And yes, that sounded very weird...wait a minute...what's that!?
I want to ride it all night long
If you're going my way
I want to drive it all night long
RAWF commissioner Thomas Highway comes out to and the music stops. Looking a little worse for wear, he has a mic in hand, and the commish addresses the crowd, Adz, and Deadman K...
Highway: Well, you know, after that beating I took at the hands of the Inevitables and Danny Whatshisname, I heard everyone figured I'd keep a low profile...they were wrong. Now, i'm not interjecting myself into anything...I am going to call for a restart of the match...C'mon Adz, Vice hired you to do something more than a countout. As for Deadman, you need to start impressing me...or you'll be just OUT! So, without any further ado...referee, restart the match under HARDCORE RULES! Falls count anywhere...no disqualifications...and here are some toys for your convenience! If I have to suffer, I'm making sure someone suffers with me!
A couple of security guards wheel down shopping carts loaded with various weapons as Highway walks back to his office. The ref calls for the bell, and the two men sprint to the carts. Deadman gets a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. Adz grabs a stop sign. Swinging for home, DMK cracks Adz in the stomach with the bat, puncturing several holes, which immediately start to bleed. Adz sucks up the pain, and cracks DMK over the head with the sign, which causes DMK to stagger into a cart of goodies, knocking it down, while falling in amongst all the weaponry. Walking toward the mess, Adz is knocked back courtesy of a fire extinguisher blast. Rubbing his eyes, Adz backs up, picking up a chair through blurry vision.
Doc: The match has officially gotten interesting...thank you Mr. Highway!
Brad: He is just sadistic. There was a decision by the ref, one he didn't like, so he wanted these guys in a meat grinder for his own pleasure...how disgusting!
Doc: Don't forget entertaining!
Deadman gets up from the rubble and nails Adz with a kendo stick before the chair could be put into use. Utilizing a cookie sheet, DMK dents it all to hell with Adz' face, then throws him into the ring. Taking a chair with him, Deadman lays the chair down, and grabs ADZ by the throat, preparing to hit the Death Drop on the chair. Suddenly, Pickles comes running down the ramp. Deadman K simply shoves Adz to the side asking what he's doing. Pickles jumps onto the apron as the ref tries to regain calm. Deadman K shoves the ref aside as he trips over the fallen Adz. Pickles steps into the ring, pointing at Adz and saying something to Deadman K. Deadman K stands in the corner as Pickles wraps a chain around his fist. He waits for Adz to stand up. He does as Pickles waits for him to turn round, as Adz turns around, so does Pickles and Pickles nails Deadman K in the face with the chain!!! Deadman K slumps to the floor as Pickles hops out the ring, telling Adz to cover him.
Brad: Did I just see Pickles HELP Adz?!
Doc: This guy confuses me... why does Pickles do strange things like that?!
Adz climbs to the top rope despite the protestations from Pickles. Leaping high in the air, Adz nails a picture perfect moonsault, and goes for the cover...1-2-3!
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Jessica Beach has a microphone and is trying to catch up with Pickles who's walking towards the exit.
Beach: Pickle! Pickle!!
Pickles turns around and glares at Jessica
Pickles: WHAT?!
Beach: I just wanted to know why you attacked Deadman K instead of Adz?
You two had a bit of a confrontation at Triple Crown...
Pickles: Jess, that was because of Angie from "Our sponsor". She needed
no airtime, it's that simple. They have all the air time in all the
federations they want, stay away from Triple Crown. That was MY limelight.
Adz was simply doing the "gentlemanly" thing. We have a past Adz and I.
A very rocky past. A past I'm not going to delve into right now, but
shall at a later date. I helped Adz because he had ring rust. Deadman K
didn't deserve the win. Adz does. Adz is a technically sound wrestler,
but is also a dumb son of a bitch, and it was up to me to...
Pickles is sidetracked by Adz walking into the scene. He hugs Pickles
to which Pickles quickly shoves him away and assumes a fighting stance.
Adz: I don't want to fight you Pickles. I figured since you gave me a hand out there I might make you an offer. LETS BE A TAG
TEAM!!!
Pickles: Well you see A...
Adz: Just we'll need a name...
Pickles sighs as he says, un-interestingly..
Pickles: How about onion? You continually make people with brains
cry...
Adz: YES!!! PICKLE AND ONION!!! THATS PERFECT!!!
Adz hugs Pickles again as he runs off with a beaming smile. Pickles
merely shakes his head as Jessica Beach tries not to laugh.
Pickles: I am NOT going to team with... (Points at the running and
skipping Adz) THAT!
Levitan: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. There will be No Disqualification or Countout. The winner MUST either win by pinfall or submission. Introducing first....
Unsuspecting victims no warnings no sign,
Judgement day the second coming arrives,
Before you see the light YOU MUST DIE!"
"South Of Heaven" by Slayer plays as the lights dim and the spotlight shines at the top of the ramp. Blood, wearing a hooded sweatshirt, has it down around his eyes as usual. A sign toted by a fan at ringside reads "Beware The Ruthless One" He stalks down the aisle and climbs into the ring, the crowd boos him relentlessly, but he ignores them. In typical Ryne Blood fashion he lifts the hood of his sweatshirt and pyros go off and he screams out a battlecry and flexes his muscles.
Brad: The Ruthless One is top condition as always. But does he have what it will take to break Zoo's winning streak???
Doc: Of course he does!! You saw what he did to Dopey at Triple Crown! Oh wait, no you didn't, you were unconscious....
Brad: Thanks for the reminder. But I saw the footage and what Ryne did, he did in a suit of armor. He doesn't have said armor this time.
Doc: I still can't believe Dopey asked for No DQ for this match! Someone must of spiked his stash.
Levitan: Aaaaaaaaaaaand his opponent!!!
Until you took me, showed me around
My life is free now, my life is clear
I love you sweet leaf, though you can't hear."
The crowd roars to life as the words "JUST ZOO IT!" flash on the Radi-tron.
Levitan: From Los Angeles, California.... weighing 232 pounds ...he is the RAWF Triple Crown Champion ...... BLAKE ZUUUUULU!
Zoo walks out, the Triple Crown adorning his head. The crowd goes bonkers and starts a "ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" chant. Zoo grins and saunters down the ramp. He climbs into the ring and removes the crown. The referee takes it from him, and as if shot from a gun, Zoo charges Ryne and gives him a high knee to the face! Caught by suprise, Ryne stumbles backwards and hits the turnbuckles hard. Zoo hits him with two kicks to the chest, then a spinning heel kick that sends The Ruthless One over the top rope and to the concrete floor. Zoo quickly climbs to the top turnbuckle and waits for Ryne to get up outside. When the Ruthless One rises, he leaps and hits with a suicide plancha! Both men hits the floor in front of the ramp.
Brad: An early barrage of high impact manuevers by Zoo and the crowd is on their feet!!
Doc: Oh sure, Zoo jumps Ryne before the bell and everyone is all fine and dandy with it. Zoo has to cheat to win, just like he won the Triple Crown. Croc should rightfully be wearing that crown.
Zoo picks himself up and pulls Ryne to his feet. He grabs the Ruthless One by the back of the head and drives him face first into the ring apron. Ryne stumbles away, shaking his head and trying to recuperate. Zoo pursues and grabs him the head again and rams him into the apron again. Zoo tosses Ryne back into the ring and climbs up on the ring apron. Ryne staggers to his feet and Zoo catapults himself over the ropes and hits with a inverted moosault. Zoo's back and rear plow into Blood and they both hit the canvas. Zoo rolls over and covers The Ruthless One. The ref counts 1...2...kickout with authority by Ryne. Zoo gets up and launches himself off the ropes. Ryne gets up and when Zoo tries a flying bodypress, Ryne catches him and turns it into a powerslam. Ryne stands up and glowers at the crowd, beating on his chest in pride. Zoo bridges and stands up and the crowd cheers ....until Ryne knocks the Triple Crown Champion back to the mat with a vicious lariat. Ryne pulls Zoo to his feet and clobbers him with a pair of punishing shots to the face. Zoo staggers away, but Ryne catches him and gives him a german suplex. Zoo cradles his own head and writhes on the mat. Ryne leaps high and comes down with a fistdrop to Zoo's face.
Doc: Yeah! Break his nose!!! It's a lot harder to snort, or smoke, or...
Brad: That's enough Doc!
Ryne picks his opponent up again, and whips him into the ropes. Zoo ducks under a clothesline attempt and slides between Blood's legs, then stands up. Ryne spins around and Zoo tries a kick, but The Ruthless One catches his leg. Zoo tries to get the jump on him with a savate kick, but Ryne is wise to that as well and ducks. Zoo goes spinning to the mat, landing on his face. Ryne grabs him by the ankles and applies a Boston Crab! Zoo cries out in agony. Ryne grimaces and really cinches it in. The ref asks Zoo if he submits and Zoo briskly shakes his head no. Zoo manages to crawl forward and get a hold of the ropes ....but Ryne doesn't release the hold. Zoo wraps both arms around the ropes as the ref admonishes The Ruthless One. Ryne replies by yelling "So disqualify me then!!" The ref is powerless to make Blood release the hold. Zoo reaches out and grabs the edge of the ring apron and tries to pull himself out of the ring. He manages to force Ryne to let go and slides out and collapses on the floor. Ryne climbs out of the ring and picks Zoo up. He throws him shoulder first into the steel stairs near the ramp. Zoo hits the stairs with a bang and the stairs come apart, skidding across the floor. Ryne stomps on Zoo a few times before picking him up pressing him over his head ....then dropping him throat first on the ring barrier.
Doc: OOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! That could shut him up permanently!!!
Brad: Highly unlikely. But it could do permanent damage to the trachea or larynx.
Doc: I just said that, I'm sure of it. Somebody bring me a medical dictionary!!
Ryne walks over and extracts Levitan's chair out from under him. He hefts the chair as he returns to where Zoo is stumbling to his feet. As Ryne is getting ready to swing the chair Zoo leaps and mulekicks it right back into Ryne's face! Blood drops the chair and staggers away. Zoo picks up the chair and charges, walloping Ryne across the back with it. Blood flinches painfully and falls to his knees. Zoo drops the chair and reaches under the ring ...pulling out a ladder! He sets it up as Ryne gets to his feet. Zoo walks up and punches him a couple of times, then takes him down with a back kick. Zoo slowly and unsteadily climbs the ladder. The crowd gets excited and yells "DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE!!" When Zoo gets to the top he tries to position himself to jump, but Ryne gets up suddenly and charges the ladder, hitting it with his shoulder and shoving. The ladder tips and Zoo loses his balance...falling into the timekeepers table! The table crumples upon impact as Zoo hits shoulder first. Ryne gets to his feet and scrambles over the debris and grabs a cable. He pulls Zoo into a sitting position among the shattered remains of the table and wraps the cable around his neck. Zoo gasps and grabs at the table, his face turning a beet red from the lack of oxygen. Ryne grimaces in effort and lifts Zoo up with the cable. Ryne releases him and Zoo collapses to the floor.
Brad: What a mess we have at ringside now! And Zoo in real danger of losing his first match in RAWF!
Doc: Yeah, Dopey really messed up bringing that ladder out. He hit that table hard!
Ryne hauls Zoo to his feet and hits him a couple of times, then throws him back into the ring. Blood grabs the ladder and slides it in under the ropes, then climbs back in himself. He sets the ladder up in the corner, then stomps on Zoo a few times before picking him up. He whips Zoo hard into the ladder! The ladder clanks as Zoo's back hits it. Zoo falls forward, his face a mask of agony. The Ruthless One takes the ladder, lifts it lengthwise above his head and tosses it down on top of Zoo. Then Ryne kicks the ladder aside and watches Zoo writh and try unsucessfully to get up. The Ruthless One smiles and chuckles at the sight, then grabs Zoo and picks him up and bodyslams him on the ladder!!! Meanwhile, a figure appears at the top of the ramp ..... The former RAWF Television Champion ...Croc!
Brad: Awww no! Just what Zoo needs, another antagonist! Croc and Zoo have been jawing at each other all week in promos! Why can't he just wait his turn?
Doc: It looks like he IS waiting his turn Brad! He's got a chair and some popcorn there.
Indeed, Croc places a chair at the top of the ramp and sits down, munching on a box of popcorn. Ryne doesn't notice, he continues to punish Zoo by picking him up, whipping him into the corner and following him in with a flying back elbow. Zoo slumps into a sitting position on the canvas against the turnbuckles. Ryne picks up the ladder and sets it up on the opposite corner. Ryne drags Zoo to his feet and tries to whip him again into the ladder ...but Zoo, coming up with the strength from his deepest reserves....reverses it! Ryne goes crashing hard into the ladder. He stumbles a few steps forward and Zoo dropkicks him back into the ladder. Both men collapse to the mat and lie still. From the ramp, Croc hollers for a soda vendor to come over. The referee looks on, powerless to do anything else as the two superstars both slowly make it to their feet simultaneously. Ryne staggers Zoo with a forearm. Zoo retaliates with a left hook to the jaw. Both men stagger from those blows, then go back at it. Ryne with a headbutt! Zoo with a kick to the groin. Both men stagger away from each other and try to regroup. Ryne charges at Zoo but Zoo ducks low and backdrops The Ruthless One! Zoo propels off the ropes and tries a moonsault. Ryne gets his knees up and Zoo's stomach hits them. The crowd gasps and Zoo rolls away, clutching his abdomen.
Doc: Hey, I see Croc finally got his refreshment. About time too! What lousy service they have here in Memphis.
Brad: There IS a match going on you know! Ryne now gets to his feet and picks Zoo up. He lifts him up ....F-5! F-5! This could be it.
Doc: The end of the winning streak!!!
Ryne covers. Ref counts 1....2.... by some extreme will of survival, Zoo manages to lift a shoulder before the three. Blood can't believe it and he stands up and glowers at the ref, who backs off. Ryne pulls Zoo to his feet and hammers him with a european uppercut. Zoo staggers back and Ryne levels him with a clothesline. The crowd starts chanting Zoo's name to offer him encouragement. Ryne glowers at them, then picks Zoo up and tries a press slam, but Zoo slides out and lands behind him. Ryne turns around and Zoo nails a savate kick! The crowd cheers. Both men crawl on the mat, then stand up slowly. Ryne charges Zoo, but Zoo ducks the clothesline attempt. Ryne turns around and is met by a kick to the stomach, then another. Ryne doubles over and Zoo hits him with a scissor kick to the back of the head! The crowd shouts "ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" Zoo hits the ropes and executes a Munchie Factor!!! He covers! 1....2.... Ryne kicks him off just in time. Undaunted, Zoo lets Ryne get up and hits the ropes again, and nails a tornado DDT! With the crowd still firmly behind him, he grabs the ladder and sets it up, then climbs....
Doc: Get up Ryne!!
Brad: I don't know what Zoo plans on doing, but if he misses, it could be the end of his streak!!
Zoo gets to the top of the ladder, grins at the crowd, then leaps. He dives through the air and lands with perfect precision! The frog splash connects!!! Zoo covers and the ref counts 1....2....3!!!
Doc: I can't believe it!!! I can't believe it!!!
Brad: Zoo remains undefeated in RAWF!! What a match ...what a night!!
Doc: The REAL King of RAWF has reclaimed his crown!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Brad: What a cowardly attack!!
Doc: Hey, he waited until AFTER the match!! What's wrong with aquiring what should of been his in the first place???
Croc parades around the ring, wearing the crown. Meanwhile, Ryne Blood is being helped out of the ring by officials. Croc pays no attention to anything but taunting the fans and yelling that they should bow to him. Zoo gets up and dropkicks the ladder into Croc, who falls down and the crown rolls over to Zoo. Zoo picks it up, leaves the ring, and walks back up the ramp. Croc gets to his feet and glares at Zoo, who grins at him and points to the crown.
Brad: Zoo reclaimed the crown!!! But I have a feeling the animosity between these two is far from spent!! Well folks, that's it for tonight!! Tune in next week ALEX LAYNE VS. BIG KAHUNA ...THE WORLD TITLE ON THE LINE!!! Seeya then!
Zoo crawls slowly off of Blood, who lies clutching his ribs. The crowd is absolutely going nuts! Zoo is handed his crown by the official and he places it on his head a bit lopsided. He grins and poses for the crowd. Croc gets out of his chair and brushes popcorn off his lap, then strolls down to the ring. Zoo is too busy celebrating to notice. Croc rolls into the ring, gets up, and snatches the Triple Crown off of Zoo's head. Zoo turns around and Croc nails him with a Crockick!!