No Mans Land : V1Ep16

[The scene opens up to show a jam packed Wogga Wogga Community Centre in New South Wales. Get Free by The Vines hits and the No Mans Land logo appears on the 'tron.]



[The arena then lights up and the shot pans through the crowd who are all jumping up and down and holding up there signs, some of which include ; " ]

Jeremy Tucker : Howdy fans, and welcome to another edition of No Mans Land.

Toby Navel : Its great to be with you all for the first time this evening from Wogga Wogga, and what a huge night we have coming your way.

Jeremy Tucker (going into Don West from TNA mode) : Huge night is right Toby. We got the Statewide Title on the line between Mars, Tanner and Daniels, we got Stan and the Punisher going at it in a match to determine the number one contender to Sam Piltdown's Australian Title, and we got Sam Piltdown, the Australian Champion hooking it up with the World Champion, Cobryn.

Andrew Fulton : Lets not forget the in ring debut of one Cyrus Williams and the Hellhounds getting there Australian Tag Team Titles back from Ruthless L Reeve!

Toby Navel : You don't know that Fulton, who knows what Reeve has up his sleeve.

Jeremy Tucker : The kid is a dead duck Toby, he put in a great effort in Palm Springs, but now its two on one.

Toby Navel : That was a great show from Palm Springs, a great effort from everyone all round.

Andrew Fulton : Yeah, well when are them Rig Syndicate suits going to wise up and send over some real commentators.

Jeremy Tucker : Maybe they'll let you go to one of them shows one day Fulton, but we didn't miss out completely, how was that free for all from the Crown Casino complex.

Toby Navel : That was just crazy Jerry, and without a doubt, looking back on that night, it would have to be the best match i have ever seen.

Jeremy Tucker : Thats a big call Toby, but i'm right there with ya, it was a classic and i'm beginning to look forward to these free for all's as much as i am the joint ppv's!

Toby Navel : What an effort by all four men, and congrats to Adrian Tanner Jr, he got the job done dominating that matchup, and i can't wait to see him and Cobryn going at it next week for the World Title.

Jeremy Tucker : We have also had a few new signings here in Australia, and also some old faces showing up again, like Nasty Ned, what a surprise that was to see him show his face at the Casino.

Toby Navel : Sure was, and he has never looked better, got to be in the best shape of his career.

Jeremy Tucker : Well, speaking of Ned, lets get this show on the road, take it away Frankie baby!

Frank Salazar : LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL, INTRODUCING FIRST, HAILING FROM PARTS UNKNOWN, AND WEIGHT UNKNOWN ... SIMON!!!

[Simon makes his way down the rampway to no theme music, the fans at the Wogga Wogga Community having never seen him before and not knowing who the hell he is are really giving it to him, screaming at him to take off and asking who he is. Simon ignores them and moves into the ring.]

Frank Salazar : AND INTRODUCING HIS OPPONENT, HAILING FROM MASON CITY, IOWA, AND COMING IN AT 6'11 & 325 LBS, NASTY .... NED .... CHAMBERS!!!!

[A spot light shines on a phone booth standing in the middle of the entranceway. Smoke starts to fill the phone booth as “Headstrong” by Trapt starts playing. When the chorus hits blue pyro falls from the ceiling onto the phone booth. Red pyro blasts from where the phone booth was. When the Smoke dissipates the phone booth is destroyed. “This Just got Nasty” Rolls across the Aussie-Tron. As the Crowd realises who it is they all start to cheer.

Crowd- Ned Ned Ned Ned

The Spotlight now pans to the top of the Aussie-Tron where Simon stands starring down with his arms crossed. The Crowd just goes nuts for everyone’s favourite crime fighting wrestler. The man walks off the Aussie-tron, to that’s right .... nothing, he is floating in the air. The man starts moving closer to the ring. As he gets closer to the ring the lights turn back on to reveal Ned Chambers floating along to the ring.]

Jeremy Tucker : Ned is back in town, and boy are these fans pumped to see him.

Andrew Fulton : These clowns would cheer anyone, seriously, Wogga Wogga? This has got to be the first wrestling show around these parts, and what do we give them to remember there first live match by, we give the Ned Vs Simon.

Toby Navel : I'm sure you would prefer it was Cyrus, Cobryn and The Hellhounds in every match, but it doesn't work that way Fulton.

Andrew Fulton : Cyrus? I thought that guy was many things, but a coward was never one of them, did you see him in Palm Springs? Thats two shows now he has ran from Cobryn.

Jeremy Tucker : I don't know what shows you are watching Fulton, but judging by this crowd here tonight, this may be the first show around here, but i don't think it will be the last!

[Referee Nick Tsalazidis finishes giving his instructions and patting down the combatants,and signals for the bell.]

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Toby Navel : And we're under way folks. Ned and Simon hook up, and Ned just throws Simon to the mat.

Jeremy Tucker : Simon gets to his feet, and charges at Ned, but runs right into a big boot courtesy of one Nasty Ned Chambers!

Toby Navel : Ned looking great again tonight guys, i told you guys, he is in career best shape.

Andrew Fulton : Don't get carried away Toby, look at his opposition, i mean, who the hell is this guy Simon?

[Ned grabs Simon and lifts him up over his head in a press slam, holds him there for a bit, and then drops him in an overhead press powerslam.]

Jeremy Tucker : I have no idea who this Simon is either, and if Ned keeps this beating up on him, i doubt he will know himself after the match.

[Ned grabs Simon, throws him into the ropes and nails him with a tilt-a-whirl slam.]

Toby Navel : Ned with a perfect tilt-a-whirl there, he is completely destroying this newcomer Simon.

Andrew Fulton : What's Simon expect, he can just sign a contract with Ring Syndicate and then breeze through, no sir, it don't work that way.

[Ned picks Simon up again and drills him with a reverse crucifix powerbomb.]

Jeremy Tucker : Nasty Ned is on fire here, and poor Simon hasn't been able to get a look in.

[Ned signals that this one is over, he picks up Simon and plants him with a Running Death Valley Driver, then mounts the top rope.]

Toby Navel : Nasty Ned Chambers has been dominant tonight, and now he's going to fly!

[Ned sets himself on the top, then sets sail, connecting with an amazing 5 star frog splash.]

Jeremy Tucker : GO NED!

[Ned crawls over for the cover.]

Nick Tsalazidis : 1 ....................... 2 .......................... 3!!!!!

Frank Salazar : WINNER OF THE MATCH, NASTY NED CHAMBERS!!!!

[“Headstrong” by Trapt hits and referee Tsalazidis raises Ned's arm in victory.]

Toby Navel : Great win there to Ned, things are looking promising for him around here.

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[All of the lights in the arena go out and the arena is thrust into darkness as "Cloud Connected" by In Flames blares over the speakers. The lights come back on tinted dark blue, providing just enough light to see as Skorp slowly walks to the ring. Completely ignoring the people, his trench coat dragging behind him, Skorp enters the ring and immediately proceeds to the center of it. Once there he kneels, spreads each arm straight out to each side, faces the sky, closes his eyes, and enters into prayer to his god.]

Andrew Fulton: Because of wrestlers like this one is why Australia is finally getting to it’s feet. Cobryn, Cyrus Williams, Nick Cairo, The Hellhounds and now Skorp; at least some quality in our shows.

Toby Navel: [Clearly ignoring Fulton’s non-sense comments] Skorp is praying to his god. That’s like a Gregorian song am I wrong?

Jeremy Tucker: He can sing like Pavarotti and he’ll still look like Messiah for me…

Frank Salazar: Ladies and gentlemen… the following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first… weighing in at 235 pounds and standing at 6’4 tall!

Andrew Fulton: He doesn’t look like Messiah. Skorp is something else, and what’s wrong with Messiah anyway? I miss that megastar wrestler a lot.

Frank Salazar: SKOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Upon finishing the prayer he rises, throws his trench coat over the ropes, and proceeds to a neutral corner, where he waits with his head bowed.]

Jeremy Tucker: Well, Skorp is debuting tonight in the CWA.

Toby Navel: He has a troubled mind in my opinion…

Jeremy Tucker: That seems like a right assumption. But even when a troubled mind, Skorp has won several championships, including world heavyweight titles and tag team titles, which means he can work in a team, and that’s good.

Andrew Fulton: Exactly the kind of workers that we need…

Jeremy Tucker: So bad he uses to not only injure his opponents, but in the way injures himself too.

Toby Navel: And rumors are running about him not being open in the backstage. Looks like he is someone hard to work with, at least for interviews and paperwork…

Andrew Fulton: Superior minds are hard to understand for simple and common minds like yours.

[“Suite-Pee” by System of A Down plays as Mental walks casually down the ramp. He stops and gives one fan a high five. He then gets in the ring and moshes out to his music.]

Frank Salazar: And the opponent… hailing from New York New York! Weighing in at 172 pounds and standing at 5’11!

Toby Navel: What do we have here? A gothic against a freaky… that’s great.

Frank Salazar: DOOOUUUUGG MEEEEENNNNNNTAAAAALLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jeremy Tucker: I have to remark that Skorp’s physique is impressive…

Andrew Fulton: You like him huh? I always knew you were gay.

Jeremy Tucker: Don’t talk more blatant bullshit. I’m just pointing out…

Andrew Fulton: C’mon Jerry. We all know you learned that from Ian Hawkins.

Jeremy Tucker: I knew you were coming down with that. I remember it was so disgusting seeing Ian making sexual comments about Hunglestein…

Andrew Fulton: Don’t try to change the perspective here ok? We’re talking about you Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker: Fuck you Fulton.

Toby Navel: Now you want to fuck him? Sheesh…

[Skorp smirks at Mental, like not acknowledging him as a true adversary.]

Jeremy Tucker: Mental hits Skorp in the face with a right, but Skorp doesn’t even blink!

Andrew Fulton: Keep trying to change the topic Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker: Drop it off!!!

Toby Navel: Mental hits Skorp again with a right, but I think Skorp is not even feeling it!

Jeremy Tucker: Mental runs to the ropes and clotheslines Skorp… but Skorp doesn’t even take a step back!

Andrew Fulton: The motherfucker is strong I tell you.

Toby Navel: Mental runs again to the ropes for impulse and takes Skorp down with the STO!!! Mental took Skorp down!

Jeremy Tucker: And is nailing him with crazy lefts and rights, and now is choking him desperately! Mental is nuts!

Andrew Fulton: Like we didn’t know already…

[Skorp pushes Mental off himself. Mental flies and lands face first in the mat one foot apart from Skorp!]

Jeremy Tucker: Impressive power! Skorp looks mad and is getting up…

Toby Navel: Mental tackles but Skorp is able to contain him and hits him in the back with the forearm. Skorps lifts him up in a powerbomb but Mental hurracanranas his ass to the mat! What a reversal! Mental hooks up Skorp’s legs for a pin!

El Atlético: One…………………………… Two………………………… (Skorp pushes Mental off over him again)

Jeremy Tucker: Mental has really surprised Skorp tonight. You can’t predict a lunatic…

[Mental charges at Skorp but is knocked down by a terrible spinning roundhouse kick.]

Andrew Fulton: Looks like Skorp just did…

Toby Navel: Skorp almost took Mental’s head off with that kick to the face! Skorp pins Mental with one hand…

El Atlético: One………………………………… Two………………………………………… Three (Shoulder up!)

Jeremy Tucker: Mental with his shoulder up at the last second!

Andrew Fulton: I think that was only a convulsion…meh.

Toby Navel: Maybe if Skorp had hooked up the legs in that pin he would already be the winner of this match.

Jeremy Tucker: Only ‘maybe’. Doug Mental is the last ever IPW Deathmatch Champion, after winning it from “Enigma” Adam Haven, one of the most vicious men in the business. Mental has taken much more punishment than a kick. You can’t underestimate someone like him.

Andrew Fulton: Anyway, Skorp stands up and drops one knee to Mental’s empty head! I like it like that!

Toby Navel: I can’t believe you said that…

Andrew Fulton: Me neither. I need a pill.

[Skorp pins Mental’s head with his forearm.]

El Atlético: One………………… [Mental pushes Skorp’s arm off his face.]

Jeremy Tucker: Skorp lays his boots on Mental. Mental tries to get up but it’s soccer kicked in the ribs!

Toby Navel: Mental rolls out of the ring to compose himself.

Andrew Fulton: He’s running away, accept it.

Jeremy Tucker: I see him staying at ringside. Skorp goes after him, but as soon as Skorp leaves the ring, Mental gets in…

Toby Navel: Skorp tries to get back in the ring but Mental baseball slides with a kick to his face! Skorp tumbles back and hits the ring barrier with his back.

Andrew Fulton: Nice coward strategy by Mental.

Toby Navel: Wise strategy my friend, a nice wise one.

Jeremy Tucker: Skorp shakes his head but starts walking to the ring. Mental suicide dives into Skorp!!! Oh my God what a risky move!

Toby Navel: Skorp is obviously having a hard time with Mental on his debut match here in Australia.

Jeremy Tucker: Both men are down and El Atlético is yelling at them to bring the fight back to the ring.

Toby Navel: Mental is getting up while the crowd is cheering for him. Every show people like Mental more and more.

Andrew Fulton: Because people suck.

Toby Navel: The one who sucks is you Fulton.

Jeremy Tucker: Mental pulls Skorp up buy the hair, forcing him to stand up, and whips him to the steel ring steps!

[CLANG!]

Toby Navel: Skorps reverses it and Mental is the one who crashes against the ring steps instead!!!

[Mental squeals a little for pain in his back.]

Jeremy Tucker: Skorp walks toward Mental, breathing heavily.

Toby Navel: This doesn’t look good.

Andrew Fulton: Looks fine for me. If Skorp can put his hands on Mental, this match will get interesting… and short!

Jeremy Tucker: Skorp forces Mental up by his head, kicks him in the gut, hook his arms and TIGER SUPLEXES HIM OVER THE STEEL RING STEPS!!!

[CLANG!]

Toby Navel: What a vicious man Skorp can be!

Jeremy Tucker: Sweet Jesus! Mental is rolling in agony at the ringside floor just like a cat that has been ran over…

Toby Navel: What a grouse analogy Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker: Fulton is a bad influence.

Andrew Fulton: Definitely.

Jeremy Tucker: Oh no! Skorp is picking up the steel ring steps, and looks like is going to smash Mental with them!

Toby Navel: If he does that El Atlético will disqualify him, whom is advising him to not do it.

Jeremy Tucker: Thanks God. Spork apparently listened to the referee and dropped the ring steps to the floor.

Andrew Fulton: Damn ref. He shouldn’t get his nose into the matches! Fucking Puerto Ricans.

Toby Navel; Don’t start again with that.

Jeremy Tucker: What is Spork doing?!

Toby Navel: Jerry, we can see he is pulling the ringside floor protector, revealing the plain hard concrete.

Jeremy Tucker: I know what he’s doing. What I meant is that he is not supposed to do that dammit.

Andrew Fulton: Skorp is bringing a different twist to our shows. Enjoy it people.

Toby Navel: The crowd is booing Skorp, but he doesn’t seem to care at all. Skorp kicks Mental in the back, and then kicks the back of his head! Stop the beating!

Jeremy Tucker: Skorp smashes Mental’s head against the ring barrier. Skorp lifts Mental up in the air and drops him face first over the ring barrier! That’s too much!

Toby Navel: Skorps wraps his arms around Mental’s waist and high-angle German suplexes him on the exposed concrete floor!!! Mental was dropped on his head over the concrete floor!

Jeremy Tucker: Mental is out! MENTAL IS OUT!

Andrew Fulton: Talking about being dropped in the head. The Head-Dropping Uncle, Ak-47 Andrew Karnage, made an announcement the other day about him possibly not wrestling anymore. Even closing the doors of the Bad Karma Dojo. I wonder what will happen with Cairo.

Jeremy Tucker: Those are bad news for the wrestling world. Andrew Karnage is one of the best executers in professional wrestling. And great talents come out from his dojo too.

Toby Navel: Like ours Nick Cairo. We’ll miss the guy. Anyway I still hope to see him back in a couple of months.

Jeremy Tucker: Now back to the match… I realized that El Atlético hasn’t been counting them out, and they’ve been wrestling on the ringside since forever…

Toby Navel: I guess El Atlético prefers the Puerto Rican lucha libre style…

Andrew Fulton: Excuses, excuses. Puerto Ricans don’t know how to count.

Jeremy Tucker: Can’t you stop being a racist asshole for a couple of minutes?

Andrew Fulton: I’ve been holding myself for too longer already.

Toby Navel: Ugh. Skorp picks Mental up and forces him into the ring. Skorp slides in right after.

Jeremy Tucker: Skorp with the cover!

El Atlético: One…………………………………………… Two……………………………………… Thr (Mental touches the bottom rope with his foot)

Toby Navel: Mental still lives! Incredible!

Jeremy Tucker: El Atlético is trying to explain to Skorp what happened, but he can’t believe it. And frankly, I can’t either.

Toby Navel: The audience is really into the match, and are chanting Mental’s name.

[“Mental! Mental! Mental!”… Yeah.]

Jeremy Tucker: Mental is trying to stand up using the ropes, but is useless.

Toby Navel: Mental is too wick to continue. If I were a ref I would’ve stopped the match already.

Andrew Fulton: That’s why you’re not a ref. And I have to thank the god of Skorp because of that. Amen.

Jeremy Tucker: Skorp decides to stop arguing with El Atlético and walks back to Mental.

Toby Navel: Skorp is surprised to see Mental practically up by the ropes and charges at him! Mental ducks and Skorp crashes down to ringside!!!

Jeremy Tucker: What an irony is that Skorp lands on the exposed concrete floor! That must show him which god is more powerful, his or ours.

Andrew Fulton: If you want to preach go to the streets but let us enjoy the show here.

Toby Navel: Mental pulled that move out of his sleeve but he is still laying in the mat, almost motionless.

Jeremy Tucker: That move will give him some time at least.

Andrew Fulton: He is only delaying the inevitable.

Toby Navel: El Atlético is starting to count out Skorp… now he is counting?

El Atlético: ONE! TWO!! THREE!!!

Andrew Fulton: I smell corruption!!! Somebody explain me why the {Mongo Edit: Go Fuck Yourself, writer} ref is now counting!

El Atlético: FOUR!!!!

Jeremy Tucker: I think the {Mongo Edit: Go Fuck Yourself, writer} are illegal Mexicans…

El Atlético: FIVE!!!!!

Andrew Fulton: All are the same for me!

El Atlético: SIX!!!!!!

Toby Navel: Skorp is finally standing up while Mental crawls to the far side of the ring…

El Atlético: SEVEN!!!!!!!

Jeremy Tucker: Skorp rolls into the squared circle. Doug Mental attacks him with a running clothesline but misses! Skorp lifts Mental up and rocks his world with the backdrop driver!

Toby Navel: What a dangerous high-angle back suplex! Mental landed with all the weight of his body on the neck!

Jeremy Tucker: [singing] Everybody! Yeah! Rock Your Body! Yeah! Everybody! Rock Your Body right! Backstreets Back, alright!

Andrew Fulton: That was so pathetic I think I’m going to throw up, excuse me guys.

Jeremy Tucker: Ahhh It wasn’t so bad!

Toby Navel: Ugh, yes it was. You didn’t need to do that man. That was not necessary, really.

Jeremy Tucker: Arrghhh… fuckers.

Toby Navel: Skorp is not losing his time tonight and Irish whips Mental to the corner! Skorp charges right behind him but stops on Doug’s foot!

Jeremy Tucker: Mental springboards from the second rope and bulldogs Skorp’s head to the mat!

Andrew Fulton: First, he almost wins the free for all, and now this! What it takes to kill some useless piece of crap like Mental!

Toby Navel: A lot I guess. Mental is on the top rope and is pulling up his pants legs, showing the kneepads! Time for the Straight Jack-It!!!

Jeremy Tucker: Mental looks at the crowd for approval and even a blind know the crowd wants it!

Toby Navel: NO! Skorp is up and slams Mental off the top rope! Mental is not moving!

Jeremy Tucker: What is Skorp doing?! He is climbing to the top rope! What are you doing Fulton?

Andrew Fulton: I’m still throwing up don’t you see dumbass? I can’t hold myself… when I remember you singing… Backstreet Boys wwuuuaarrggrgghh!

Toby Navel: Oh boy that stinks like hell. Skorp is on the top rope! Suicidal Tendency (Corkscrew Swanton Bomb)!

Jeremy Tucker: Mental moves out of the way right on time!!! Skorp crashes on the empty mat!

Toby Nave: And Mental is up… in the top rope! Straight Jack-It (450 knee drop on the face)!!!

El Atlético: One…………………………………… Two……………………………………… Three!!!

Jeremy Tucker: Mental did it!!! Mental won over the debutant Skorp!!!

Andrew Fulton: Mental what? Wuaaaarrrggghhhhh…

Toby Navel: Oh. Let’s get the hell out of here!

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Jeremy Tucker : And we're back folks, and if you couldn't tell by all the noise in here, its that special time of the night when we get to see The Hellhounds.

Andrew Tucker : My favourite part of the show.

Toby Navel : Yes, yes, we know Fulton.

[Hot to death by Everlast kicks in, and Ruthless L Reeve makes his way out to the rampway, he stops a moment, looking at all the fans, and poses with both tag team title straps, one on each shoulder, he then makes his way down the ramp, high fiving his fellow Australian's and makes his way into the ring.]

Frank Salazar : LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING TAG TEAM CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL, AND IS FOR THE AUSTRALIAN TAG TEAM TITLES, INTRODUCING FIRST, COMING IN AT 7' & 317 LBS, HAILING FROM MELBOURNE AUSTRALIA, THE CURRENT HOLDER OF THE AUSTRALIAN TAG TEAM TITLES, RUTHLESS .. L ... REEVE!!!!

Andrew Fulton : Say good bye to them belts Junior.

Toby Navel : I must say, i admire Reeve, he is in a no win situation here ...

Andrew Fulton : No win, got to agree with you there.

Toby Navel : As i was saying, i admire him, he could of just handed them belts over to the hounds when Triple B left him, but instead, he said screw that, and challenged them both to come and take them off him.

Andrew Fulton : Yeah, i hear once his career is over here, there is an opening for him as a Kamikaze pilot in the Australian Air Force.

Frank Salazar : AND INTRODUCING HIS OPPONENTS, HAILING FROM THE LAND OF ravish AND HONEY, AND COMING IN AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 610 LBS, THE RING SYNDICATE WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, THE .... HELLHOUNDS!!!!



Jeremy Tucker : Listen to this place will you, these fans are really going wild.

Toby Navel : Super entrance that.

[Psycho and Cerberus both slide into the ring and charge straight for Reeve who goes right at them.]

Jeremy Tucker : Reeve nails Cerberus with a big right on his way in, but Cerberus doesn't even flinch, and he and Psycho just launch themselves at Reeve, the pair of them taking him down and pummelling him on the mat.

Toby Navel : Come on ref, get one of them out of there!

[Referee Nick Tsalazidis trying to get one of the hounds out of there, but they just ignore him and Psycho runs through Reeve with a vicious Clothesline from Hell.]

Andrew Fulton : Clothesline from Home there by Psycho, and he then makes his way to the outside.

Toby Navel : Finally. Cerberus picking up Reeve, in a hip toss, and he turns it into a piledriver.

Jeremy Tucker : Things aren't looking to good for The Ruthless One here folks.

Andrew Fulton : Of course not, he's in here with the Hellhounds you know. The Ring Syndicate World Tag Team Champions!

[Cerberus tags in Psycho and then they double team Reeve as Cerberus grabs his partner and piledrives Psycho's head right into Reeve's.]

Toby Navel : These two are just brutal, they will even harm each other to get the job done like we just saw.

Jeremy Tucker : Cerberus now moves to the outside, Psycho is ontop of Reeve, and referee Nick Tsalazidis drops for the count.

Nick Tsalazidis : 1 ................... 2 .................... (Reeve kicks out.)

Toby Navel : What courage there from Reeve, he could easily of just layed down for the count and gotten this all over with.

Jeremy Tucker : Maybe he should of. I'm beginning to think this whole match was a bad idea.

Toby Navel : Its not about winning or losing Jerry, its about pride, and Reeve showing he has plenty of that.

[Reeve and Psycho both get to there feet, and Reeve nails Psycho with a Samoan neckbreaker.]

Jeremy Tucker : Reeve showing some fight here, he ain't done yet.

Toby Navel : Sure isn't. Reeve now on the offence, and he is going right at it, he picks up Psycho and drops him with a nice Bubba bomb.

Jeremy Tucker : Reeve looks pumped, and runs over to the corner and nails Cerberus with a running elbow, sending him flying off the apron.

Toby Navel : Super elbow there, Reeve grabs Psycho in a inverted headlock, then brings his back down onto his knee.

[Reeve then trows Psycho into the corner, and follows him in there with a head of steam, but Psycho gets a foot up and Reeve runs right into it.]

Jeremy Tucker : That could just about do it there for Reeve, he had the momentum up for a bit, but now the Hounds are back on the offensive, and thats not where you want to be with them.

Toby Navel : Psycho bounces off the ropes and plants Reeve with a Asai Psychosault, and he nailed it perfectly.

Jeremy Tucker : Psycho then goes over and tags in Cerberus who had made his way back to the apron.

[Cerberus mounts the top turnbuckle, and connects with a power moonsault.]

Toby Navel : This one is all over folks, these two are just having there way with the big man now.

Jeremy Tucker : He put in some token offence, but really, how is one man meant to compete with both of them on his own.

[Cerberus tags Psycho in again, and brings him into the ring with a snap suplex, Psycho landing on Reeve in a senton.]

Toby Navel : Both Hellhounds now pick Reeve up in a double suplex and then drop him back forward into a double uranage.

Jeremy Tucker : What an awesome tag team display this is here we are witnessing tonight!

[Cerberus drags Reeve to the outside and poles him on the saftey rail, Psycho then launches from the top rope with a devastating Psychosault sending himself and Reeve into the crowd.]

Andrew Fulton : And now the Hounds are right at home out there with the Purgatory's Puppies.

[Cerberus starts leading Reeve, beating the absolute living daylights out of him in the process. The Hellhounds take Reeve out into the back row of the Wogga Wogga Community Centre. Psycho irish whips Reeve into a Pepsi machine. Cerberus uses his brute strength to tip over the soda machine, while Psycho disappears out the back. Jonnie Valentine takes a chair from a pimply faced audience member and crashes it over the skull of Reeve. Cerberus pulls Reeve into his legs and uses every bit of strength he has to lift up Reeve and powerbomb him onto the Pepsi machine! A One of the Community Centre's spotlights hits Psycho who stands on the balcony of the Wogga Wogga Community Centre. Psycho does a throat slash gesture and sommersaults off the balcony, senton splashing Reeve on the Pepsi Machoine, breaking it open. Pepsis, diet pepsis, mountain dew, and slices come spilling out everywhere! The audience rocks with cheers while a mini-riot erupts over all the free sodas, with dozens of fans diving and fighting over them. ]

Jeremy Tucker : These guys are jsut brutal, and now they lead Reeve back to the ring.

Toby Navel : The hounds are tag team specialists, and they are bringing out all there tag team moves here in a brutal display of tag team wrestling.

[Cerberus slides a table into the ring, and Psycho picks it up and runs at Reeve, who has made his way into the neutral corner.]

Andrew Fulton : Running avalanche with the table! Eat wood Reeve!

Toby Navel : Whats with these guys, what do they need the weapons for?

Andrew Fulton : Thats who they are!

Jeremy Tucker : Unfortunately for Reeve, that there table never broke in that Avalanche, and now Cerberus sets Reeve up on it, Psycho mounts the top rope and takes off with a spinning kick as Cerberus bounces off the ropes nailing him with a spinning kick to the back of his legs.

Andrew Fulton : STILLBORN CRADLE!!!

Jeremy Tucker : This one is all over.

Andrew Fulton : You think so?

Nick Tsalazidis : 1 ............................ 2 .............................. 3!!!!!

Toby Navel : The Hellhounds with a very convincing win there.



Jeremy Tucker : What the hell did they do that for? That was totally unwarranted!

Andrew Fulton : Jonnie slides the chains into the Hounds, who both wrap them around there fists and open Reeve up with some hard shots to the head.

Toby Navel : This is not necessary, they won the match, they got the belts, why on earth are they doing this?

Andrew Fulton : Because they want to, Reeve opened his big mouth on how he made his name on the Hounds beating the hell out of him, i guess they just want to help him out a bit more in his career.

Jeremy Tucker : Sweet Jesus, if they keep this up much longer, they'll end his career, look at all that blood, Reeve's face is covered in it.

Andrew Fulton : Yeah, he don't look to Ruthless now, does he?

[Jonnie throws a garbage can into Psycho who catches it, Jonnie then tosses in a couple of chairs. Psycho places the garbage can over the bloody head of Reeve and the hounds then wind up and both smash the chairs into the garbage can with a con-chair-toe and Reeve falls in a heap to the mat.]

Toby Navel : Folks, this is just sick, we'll be back after this break.
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Jeremy Tucker: With the great spots Daniels and Tanner pulled out last week on the free for all at the Crown Casino, this match promises to be huge as well.

Toby Navel: Both did great last week, but don’t forget that last week Mars did pretty well too, reaching the finals of the Memorial Tag Team Cup with Stein, giving Phoenix and Hunglestein a hard time…

Andrew Fulton: Remember about the memo Toby. We can’t mention Robert’s name here…

Jeremy Tucker: There’s no memo about that!

Andrew Fulton: There you go Jerry. Keep covering your boss’ ass. You’re good at it…

Jeremy Tucker: You’re a fucking liar Fulton. You only want to keep heating things up between the two…

Andrew Fulton: I’m just pissed because it’s stupid we can’t mention the name of such a big star. A star the new ones in this business look after.

Jeremy Tucker: He is the stinkiest rat that anyone can find in the backstage area of a wrestling event. Period.

Andrew Fulton: You don’t understand…

Jeremy Tucker: What I don’t understand is what the hell I’m thinking when I try to change your mind about something. Damn, you approve Steve Daniels racist comments.

Toby Navel: Talking to Fulton is like talking to a concrete wall.

Andrew Fulton: You mean wood is wiser than concrete?

Toby Navel: No, well… where do you want to go with that?

Andrew Fulton: Well, you practically said I’m as dumb as a concrete wall, right?

Toby Navel: That was the main idea, yeah.

Andrew Fulton: Then why a concrete wall, and not a wall made from wood?

Toby Navel: Well… I don’t know.

Jeremy Tucker: Drop it off already.

Andrew Fulton: Listen to yourself Toby. You are implying that concrete walls are dumber than wood walls, am I right?

Toby Navel: No, well… I don’t know. Maybe yes, kind of.

Andrew Fulton: You are being racist against concrete walls. Motherfucker. And there’s nothing telling you that wood walls are better than the concrete ones. Hell, concrete walls are stronger than the ones made of wood, and they don’t burn. But even then you think concrete walls are the dumbest walls there can be…

Jerry Tucker: … … … I’m lost. Why you do that Fulton?

Andrew Fulton: Because racism is inside each one of us, fucking Christ! …and because you’re dumber than a wall of any material to get it.

Jeremy Tucker: You’re starting to be a Steve Daniels mark; shame on you Fulton.

[“Born in the USA” by Bruce Springstein hits and out walks Steve Daniels. He has on a pair of blue short length tights with white stripes on the sides, black shoes with blue laces, a white wristband on his left arm, and a pure white robe with a confederate flag on the back of it. He picks on some random minority and slides into the ring.]

Andrew Fulton: And here comes The American Dream…

Toby Navel: The Hitler of our era.

Frank Salazar: Ladies and gentlemen… the following contest is scheduled for one fall… with the CWA Statewide Championship on the line!

Jeremy Tucker: Nobody has been able to take that title from the powerful hands of Mars.

Toby Navel: Nobody. Mars is the first ever and still CWA Statewide champion.

Frank Salazar: Introducing first… hailing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania! Weighing in at 232 pounds and standing at 5’11 tall! A former XGW World Cruiserweight Champion… THE AMERICAN DREAAAAAAAAMM… STEVE DAAAAANIIIEEEEEEELLSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Toby Navel: Hi Hitler!

Andrew Fulton: Shut the fucka! Give some respect to the man.

[Fulton stands up and claps his hands for Daniels.]

[The lights dim to black, and two spotlights begin a strobe lightshow pointed at the Aussie-tron as black and white still photos of Adrian's past begin to flash across the screen. This continues for a time until finally focusing on a shot of Sam Piltdown holding the Ring Syndicate Australian Heavyweight Title. The picture of Sam shatters into a million pieces like glass breaking and is replaced by the words

Adrian Tanner The Anti-Fluke

The words appear to get closer and closer until it engulfs the whole screen and then the screen fades to black.


"Stereotype" By Powerman 5000 hits, and the words "I TOOK THE ROAD MOST TRAVELLED, AND STILL BEAT BBB" flash across the screen. More black and white footage follows, playing in tune with the music.

[Trap door in every step
Truth is I can't connect]

(Adrian taking a fireball to the face courtesy of Jonnie Valentine.)

Move along I work in stages]

(Footage of Adrian getting powerbombed by Mars, hitting a standing shooting star press onto Cerberus, planting Zeus with the "Revolver,")

[Where you at
It looks like cages]

(Adrian taking a "Stillborn Cradle" through the Aboriginal announce table)

[See a little, see a lot
Come around see what you're not]

(Adrian losing in the 1st round of the RSLL tourney to a technicality, then pinning Zeus with the "Revolver")

[Up and down, but never out]

(Adrian diving over the top rope with a flipping clothesline to save his brother from Mars)

[Last one here is left to shout]

(An image appears on the screen)



(Followed by a huge blast of pyro that engulfs the stage and Adrian tanner walks out, head down, dressed in his usual attire of an open red Windbreaker jacket with AT in silver letter on the back, and a pair of Black pull apart pants with silver and blue flames running up the sides of the legs.)

[You’re just a stereo
Stereo
Stereo
You’re just a stereotype
(You’re just a stereotype)]

(Adrian walks to the edge of the stage and finally looks up. He smirks and arrogantly flips off Mars and Tanner. Brandon Fernandez is behind him with a STOP sign with “ATJ Next RS World Champ” blue spray painted across it.)

[You’re just a stereo
Stereo
Stereo
You’re just a stereotype
(You’re just a stereotype)]

(Adrian starts the long walk down the ramp, but stops, and looks out again toward the crowd. He slaps hands with a few fans, and smiles as Brandon hands out autographed 8 x 10's of Adrian posing with the Australian Title.)

[Sometimes the worst is best
Pick it up and beat the rest]

(More footage plays on the tron: Adrian giving everything he had to Mars, Adrian Powerbombing Cerberus through the Australian announce table, Adrian getting beaten down by the Hellhounds during his match with Jake Porter, Adrian taking a baseball bat to Porter's skull, and the unmasking as BBB's mystery partner, while the real Adrian continues his walk down the ramp.)

[Dig deep to find every scrap
Tragedy can make you laugh]

(Footage of Mars powerbombing Christian Tanner, The Hellhounds putting Christian through a table, rolling into Adrian clotheslining Mars, another angle on the powerbomb to Cerberus.)

[Sign up and sell your soul
What's that
It's rock and roll
Don’t get it, you never learn
Where it's cold, it's where you burn]

(Adrian takes a few steps, and stops again. He notices a young kid in the front row with a sign that reads "Adrian's my hero." Adrian smiles and high fives the kid, takes another breath and walks to the ring.)

[You’re just a stereo
Stereo
Stereo
You’re just a stereotype
(You’re just a stereotype)]

(Adrian stops in front of the ring and pulls off his track pants and jacket revealing his usual tights and a black t-shirt with "Notorious" in bold red writing on the front.)

[You’re just a stereo
Stereo
Stereo
You’re just a stereotype
(You’re just a stereotype)]

FRANK SALAZAR: Born in Tucson, Arizona, now Hailing from Sydney, Australia. He weighs in at 222lbs and stands 6 foot 2 inches tall...

[You’re just a stereo
You’re just a stereo
You’re just a stereotype
Oh yeah!]

(Adrian walks to the nearest turnbuckle, climbs to the top and raises both arms.)

Frank Salazar: He is accompanied to the ring by Brandon Fernandez...

[You’re just a stereo
You’re just a stereo
You’re just a stereotype
Yeah, yeah, allright]

[[BOOM!]]

(Multicolored streamers explode from all four turnbuckles in four simultaneous blasts.)

Now gather round
Look what I found
For you to duplicate]

(More footage, as Adrian jumps down from the turnbuckle. Adrian with a springboard moonsault onto Zeus, Adrian with a spinning DDT to Adam Se7en, Adrian with a corkscrew plancha onto Syberus and Excellence.)

[It's easy now
To hear the sound
It's time to recreate]

Frank Salazar: The self proclaimed "Mr. November" of Pro Wrestling, The NOTORIIIIOUUUSS A-T-J......

[You’re evil rebel tortured soul has been rejected
Now walk the line and act exactly as expected
Let’s go!]

Frank Salazar: ADRIIIIAAAAANNN TAAAAANNNEEEERRRR JUUUUNIIIOOOORR!!

[You’re just a stereo
Stereo
Stereo
You’re just a stereotype
(You’re just a stereotype)]

[You’re just a stereo
Stereo
Stereo
You’re just a stereotype]

[You’re just a stereotype....]

(Adrian waves to the crowd.)]

Toby Navel: Now that Tanner is not the Australian champion anymore, he should shorten his damn entrance. I mean he is not in the spotlight anymore…

Jeremy Tucker: What the hell are you thinking Toby? Tanner won the free for all casino match last week, overcoming the odds. He is going to wrestle Cobryn right here in Australia, with the RS World Heavyweight Champion on the line. And you think he is not in the spotlight anymore?

Andrew Fulton: Yeah you screwed up there Toby. Even the fucking commissioner has a damn long entrance.

[The house lights dim as “Unholy” by KISS begins to play softly over the PA system. The volume keeps growing louder, until the lyrics begin.

[]
[[Chained slaves to their cages]]
[]
[[I’m the cycle of pain]]
[[Of a thousand year old reign]]

The Aussie-tron begins to show images of bloody battles that advance through several time periods.

Smoke and fog begin to billow from under the ramp.

A single red spotlight shines down through the fog to the top of the ramp.

Mars appears in the center of the light bathed in an eerie darkness, with the CWA Statewide Championship belt resting on his left shoulder.

[[I’m suicide and salvation]]
[[The omen to nations]]
[[That you worship on all fours]]
[[I’m the infection and famine]]
[[That’s knocking at your door]]

As the spotlight fades and the house lights come up the fog and smoke can be seen rolling towards the ring.

[[That’s why you’re feeling so…]]

Frank Salazar: And the CWA Statewide champion… weighing in at 340 pounds and standing at 7’ tall! THE GOD OF WAR!!!! MAAAAAAAAAAARRRRSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mars steps down the ramp towards the ring. A chorus of boos and jeers begin. Mars threatens the fans as he walks towards the ring, which brings even more reactions from the fans.

[[Unholy]]
[[Oh. I was created by man, you know I’m…]]
[[Unholy]]
[[Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah]]

Mars stops at ringside, points at Tanner and Daniels and does a throat slashing gesture before climbing into the ring.]

Toby Navel: I feel this is going to be a great match.

Andrew Fulton: Toby, you’re a wrestling mark. You think all matches are going to be great.

Toby Navel: Thinking about great matches, people don’t forget that this Sunday on the Madison Square Garden, will take place the biggest event on sports-entertainment!!!

Jeremy Tucker: Toby you can’t advertise WWE here?!

Andrew Fulton: What’s your fucking problem, Toby?!

Toby Navel: But Wrestlemania is important for every wrestling fan! HHH Vs. HBK Vs. Benoit for the RAW Heavyweight title!

Jeremy Tucker: Close your damn mouth Toby! You’re going to get your ass fired if you keep…

Toby Navel: Brock Lesnar Vs. Bill Goldberg, with Stone Cold Steve Austin as special guest referee!!! The Deadman returns to face his brother Kane! The Rock n’ Sock Connection Vs. Evolution!!!

Andrew Fulton: What has gotten into you!!! Shut the fucking mouth!!!

Toby Navel: Kurt Angle Vs. Eddie Guerrero for the Smackdown Heavyweight title! Jericho Vs. Christian Grudge Match! Two four-way tag team matches with the tag team titles of each brand on the line!!! The first ever Cruiserweight Championship Open!!!

Jeremy Tucker: Fulton, let’s take care of him!

[Navel stands up off the announcers’ table.]

Toby Navel: And don’t ever forget the first ever Playboy Evening Gowning Matc…

[Fulton knocks Navel down with one of the monitors.]

Toby Navel: Oh Chyna…

Andrew Fulton: Take that son of a bitch!

Jeremy Tucker: Well done! I’m proud of you Fulton.

Andrew Fulton: A man have to do what a man have to do.

[On the ring, El Atlético presents the Statewide title to the audience, Tanner and Daniels look at each other and charges at Mars!]

Jeremy Tucker: Tanner and Daniels are attacking Mars like the mad cruiserweights they are! Left hands, right hands, elbows, knees, forearms… Mars takes both men down with a double clothesline!

Andrew Fulton: Thanks God. I thought you were going to mention every part of the body.

[Mars notices a little blood on his nose.]

Jeremy Tucker: His nose is bleeding a little! I guess one of the two nailed him on the nose with a punch… Mars doesn’t look happy!

[Mars takes Steve Daniels by the throat and choke tosses him all the way across the ring!]

Jeremy Tucker: What a choke toss! Mars clearly has the advantage here. Mars is a 7 feet, 340 pounds monster, while Tanner and Daniels are cruisers.

[Tanners stands up and runs at Mars but is taken down with a huge big boot!]

Jeremy Tucker: Big boot to Adrian’s face! I’m sure that took the taste out of his mouth!

[Mars covers Tanner.]

El Atlético: One………………………………… Two…………………………………… Three (Daniels breaks the pin!)

Jeremy Tucker: Daniels broke the pin at the last microsecond! Mars almost got the win pretty early on the match!

[Mars is going to stand up but Daniels dropkicks him the back.]

Jeremy Tucker: Daniels using the opportunity to lock a camel clutch on the CWA Statewide champ!

[Adrian Tanner crawls a few feet, runs to the ropes and comes back with a dropkick directly to Mars face!]

Jeremy Tucker: Tanner dropkicked Mars in the face while Daniels had him trapped in the camel clutch! That’s team work folks!

Andrew Fulton: It’s called survival. Anyway I’m confident Daniels will use this strategy to win his first title here in the CWA.

Jeremy Tucker: And what happened with your love for Mars?

Andrew Fulton: Mars has been losing his path since he’s been tagging with Stein…

Jeremy Tucker: Oh, tell me this doesn’t have to do with them fighting against your favorites, The Hellhounds…

Andrew Fulton: Mars is up but Daniels dropkicks his right knee!!! Tanner with a hurracanrana right after! Daniels dropkicks the back of the head of Mars~!

Jeremy Tucker: You doing play-by-play, yeah right. Tanner and Daniels keep with the team work, making Mars lose the control of the match.

[Tanner grabs Mars’ legs while Daniels jumps to the top rope.]

Jeremy Tucker: Mars kicks Tanner away but Daniels hits a flying elbow drop!

Andrew Fulton: As perfect as Michaels’!

Jeremy Tucker: Don’t make me smash you with a monitor.

Andrew Fulton: Sorry, the emotion carried me.

Jeremy Tucker: Daniels with the grapevines pin!

El Atlético: One………………………… Two…………………………… (Mars pushes Daniels off over him.)

Jeremy Tucker: Tanner is on the top rope and jumps at Mars, but Tanner’s jaw lands on Mars’ foot! Mars gets up and Daniels tries to clothesline him but Mars ducks in time and short arm clotheslines Daniels!

Andrew Fulton: He almost slashed Daniels’ head off his body with that clothesline!

Jeremy Tucker: Tanner and Daniels are really trying to take Mars out of combat but he is impossible. He really is the god of war.

[Mars pulls Daniels up by the hair and traps his head between his legs for a powerbomb.]

Jeremy Tucker: Mars lifts Daniels up for the powerbomb but Daniels fights back with right mounted punches to the head! Tanner runs and knee clips Mars! Mars goes down!

[Daniels keeps punching Mars’ head with his right hand but is pushed away by Tanner, who starts to choke Mars.]

Jeremy Tucker: Daniels is staring at Tanner a bit confused. Daniels jumps over Tanner and pulls him off Mars with a roll-up!

El Atlético: One……………… Two…………………… (Tanner kicks out!)

Jeremy Tucker: Tanner is yelling at Daniels, like asking him what the hell is he thinking, and pointing at Mars.

Andrew Fulton: You’re really good reading lips Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker: I know. Tanner and Daniels are arguing, and haven’t seen Mars up! Mars grabs both of them in… in…

Andrew Fulton: A double bear hug?

Jeremy Tucker: Looks like a double bear hug! Mars is squeezing Tanner and Daniels against each other’s body! They are screaming in pain!

Andrew Fulton: I find this quite funny. Really.

[El Atlético checks Tanner and Daniels to see if anyone gives up.]

Jeremy Tucker: El Atlético looks confused here. Both Daniels and Tanner start to send lefts and rights to Mars, respectively. Mars tumbles back but doesn’t fall and doesn’t let go of the hug.

[El Atlético finds himself trapped between Mars/Tanner/Daniels and the corner.]

Andrew Fulton: Dumb refs always find themselves trapped.

Jeremy Tucker: El Atlético is down and now we don’t have a ref for this match. Look at Brandon Fernandez!

[Brandon jumps to the apron and nails Mars in the head with the STOP sign!]

Jeremy Tucker: What a STOP shot!

Andrew Fulton: … … … I won’t say a thing about that.

Jeremy Tucker: Mars drops to his knees, letting Tanner and Daniels free from the bear hug. Mars looks at the smiling Brandon, and points at him.

[Brandon stops smiling abruptly.]

Jeremy Tucker: Mars goes after Brandon, and Brandon runs like the coward he is!

[Mars catches Brandon but from the front row jumps someone with a steel chair on his hands, crashing it over Mars’ head!]

Attacker with the chair: DIE BITCH!!!

Jeremy Tucker: Who the hell is that?!

Andrew Fulton: It’s Christian Tanner! The best Tanner of them all!

Jeremy Tucker: After two shots like that, Mars is down and bleeding from the back of his head! Christian Tanner keeps attacking Mars with that chair, but Brandon takes the chair out of his hands and drops it to the floor. What is happening here?

Andrew Fulton: What is happening is that Brandon is a pussy.

Jeremy Tucker: Brandon is telling Christian to stop the beating, and Christian walks away from Mars. We can hear from here what Christian Tanner is yelling at Brandon…

Christian Tanner: I should have let Mars beat your sorry ass! I should have let him!

Jeremy Tucker: Looks like Brandon and Christian are not in the best terms. What is happening here?

[“Free Nation?” by Anti-Flag hits as two unknown wrestlers run down to the ring!]

Jeremy Tucker: This is getting all mixed up. Who are these guys and what they’re doing here?

[The two unknown wrestlers slide into the ring, push Tanner away and attack Daniels with vicious kicks.]

Andrew Fulton: Why him?!

Jeremy Tucker: I don’t know, but Tanner is observing the abuse with a big smile on his face.

Andrew Fulton: And Brandon Fernandez is walking up the ramp. He doesn’t like what is happening.

[One of the unknown wrestlers takes Daniels up like in a Dominator, but the other wrestler pulls Daniels’ head with a neckbreaker off his partner’s shoulder!]

Jeremy Tucker: That was devastating!!!

[Tanner wakes up El Atlético while the two aggressive wrestlers leave the ring.]

Jeremy Tucker: El Atlético is finally up. Tanner forces Steve to his feet and looks like is going to punish him with a piledriver, but no! Tanner hits The Hi-light-er (Styles Clash)!!! And the cover!

El Atlético: One…………………………………… Two……………………………………… Three!!!

Jeremy Tucker: We have a new CWA Statewide Champion in Adrian Tanner Jr.!

[Outside the ring, the two unknown wrestlers take the steel ring steps and crashes them over Mars.]

Jeremy Tucker: These guys are now attacking Mars! Are they allied with Tanner or something?

Andrew Fulton: I don’t know, but they helped Tanner to get the title.

[Christian Tanner slides into the ring with the CWA Statewide Championship belt and hands it to ATJ. “Stereotype” by Powerman 5000 re-plays as Christian and Adrian Tanner celebrates in the ring. Fades out to commercials.]

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[The scene moves to the back to show Mars tearing the place apart. He is flinging chairs and plates and drinks everywhere. He looks irate at just having lost the Statewide title and Fifi approaches him cautiously.]

Fifi : Ummm ..... excuse Mars, but how about a quick word before you leave the arena. You seem pretty upset at having lost your Title, how come, you have been a great champion, and I have just heard word that next week it will be you and Sam Piltdown with the Australian Title on the line.

[Mars stares bullets through Fifi, steam practically coming out of his ears, and then Domino walks around a corner into the shot. She see's Mars and just freezes. Mars looks at her and then moves past Fifi advancing towards the terrified Domino. Fades Out.]

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Frank Salazar: Coming down to the ringside area first, standing at 6’10 and weighing in at 315 lbs. STAN THE TANKKKKKKK WILSONNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!

{ Go to Sleep “Eminem, DMX, Obie Trice starts up. Fans get to their feet holding signs of Stan is god, and giving him a thunderous roar of approval. Half way down to the ring, the lights start flickering in the arena with Stan looking up and around the arena. Fans continue the thunderous applause as Stan reaches the ringside steps. A look of pure focus on his face, Stan makes his way up the ring steps and over the top rope, standing in the center of the ring. }

Jeremy Tucker: That was odd, lights flickering due to the fans thunderous applause for the Tank.

Andrew Fulton: No, it’s because Soutter refuses to pay the electric bill.

Jeremy Tucker: Folks tonight we’ve got one hell of a match. The winner of this match will be the #1 contender for the companys Australian title and right now both men are at the top of their game.

Toby Navel: That’s right Jeremy, but only one man can win the match while the other falls back down the ladder and starts over again.

Jeremy Tucker: We got a call in from Vegas earlier tongiht, and the odds are on Stan tonight to win it all. He’s on a roll and nobody is going to beat the Tank.

Andrew Fulton: You saying that is like the Sports Illustrated jinx. 40% of the time it backfires on you.

Toby Navel: Stan ins’t a jinx, he’s running through everyone around here as of late.

Frank Salazar: And coming down to the ring standing at 6’7 and weighing in tonight at 265, lbs. from Detroit, Michigan this is THE PUNISHER DAN STEINNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!

{ The arena goes black. Overhead, projected images appear above, and three symbols flash slowly in progression- Alpha, then Omega, then the Punisher skull. The graphic switches to a loop, with a three dimensional skull rotating and the graphic "Dan Stein" )

Jeremy Tucker: Here’s what we’re waiting for, the fight of the night and a thrill for all of these greats fans.

{ The lights slowly fade on as Dan Stein walks out with his manager Domino flanking him. Stein slowly raises the Peacemaker to acknowledge the crowd, then makes his way to the ring area. The arena lights start to go out again as music is heard, but no words can be made out almost as if the song is being played backwards. After Stein looks around for a few seconds wondering what’s going on, the muisc starts up and is fully heard with no sound trouble. }


Yeah, I am the Astro-Creep
A demolition-style hell American Freak yeah
I am the Crawling dead
A phantom in a box shadow in your head say
Suicide freedom off the blast read the fucker lies yeah
Scratch off the broken skin
Tear into my heart make me do it again yeah
More human than human, more human than human…

( Once in the ring, Stein uses the Peacemaker and points to Stan, then quickly raises it over his head to acknowledge the crowd. Stein gives an intense look to Stan as referee Jack Ripum quickly steps between the two men. )

DING DING DING!!!

Jeremy Tucker: And we’re off, Stan and Stein are going at it punch for punch here, each one trying to land the harder blow.

Toby Navel: This isn’t going to be a wrestling match, this is just a pure brawl waiting to happen.

Jeremy Tucker: Stan nails Stein with a hard left hand and winds up the right hand and blasts Stein hard, sending him flat on his ass.

Toby Navel: That just goes to show you the power of this big man but listen to these fans. Stan is their hero tonight, and this arena is flooded with signs supporting the Tank.

Jeremy Tucker: Stein gets up, rubbing his face and looks at Stan. Raising one hand in the air, he’s suggesting a test of strength.

Toby Navel: Look at the Tank smirking. He looks at the fans in approval, but Stein just took a cheap shot.

Jeremy Tucker: Kick to the groin doubles Stan over and Stein hits a few European uppercuts and hits a swinging neckbreaker on the big man.

Toby Navel: Drop down cover for the pin.

( ONE ...............)

( T.......................)

Jeremy Tucker: The Tank just tossed Stein off him like a sack of flour.

Toby Navel: You’re going to need so much more to polish off Stan, but at the same time you can’t afford to drag this match out, Stan only gets tougher as the match goes on.

Jeremy Tucker: Stan gets up and whips Stein into the corner and charges over, nailing the Punisher with a vicious clothesline and follows that up with several sick chops to the chest.

Toby Navel: God that doesn’t sound like it felt good, but the fans are eating this alive.

Jeremy Tucker: Stan throws the Punisher across the ring with a nice arm drag and then drops an elbow on Stein right on the heart.

Toby Navel: Stan yells at Ripum to get down and make the count, but good ol’ Jack was looking at Domino.

Jeremy Tucker: Her looks are such a distraction at ringside that it’s going to be hard for most anyone to focus here tonight.

( ONE.....................)

( TW.......................)

Toby Navel: Domino breaks the count by throwing Steins right leg on the bottem rope.

Jeremy Tucker: The referee isn’t even warning her, he just gets up and dusts his slacks off.

Toby Navel: Stan doesn’t seem thrilled but lifts Stein up and connects with a belly to belly suplex.

Jeremy Tucker: That’s power at it’s best as Stan sits over Stein and starts nailing lefts and rights, just pounding away at Stein.

Toby Navel: This is going to get ugly.

Jeremy Tucker: Domino gets up on the ring apron and yells at Stan, who turns around and he’s licking his lips.

( The fans begin to chant “ CHOKE SLAMMMM CHOKE SLAMMMMMMMM” Stan reaches out for Domino with a look of joy on his face. )

Toby Navel: Listen to these fans, they want Stan to chokeslam Domino!

Jeremy Tucker: He’ll do it to, man, woman or child Stan will chokeslam your ass to the bottem of the earth.

Toby Navel: Stein gets up and charges at Stan from behind, and hits a Polish hammer to the back of the neck.

Jeremy Tucker: Both men go flying over the top rope, and Stein is asking for the Peacemaker as Domino walks up the ring steps and towards referee Jack Ripum.

Toby Navel: Stein has the Peacemaker over Stan's neck and is choking the life out of him, just grinding away at the neck and trying to get Stan to lose conciousness.

Jeremy Tucker: Look at this crap! Domino is running her hand down Referee Ripums chest and he’s completely lost focus on this match.

Toby Navel: Power of a woman, you hate it, you love it and you need it.

Jeremy Tucker: Stein tosses the peacemaker aside and walks up the ring steps, making his way onto the ring apron.

Toby Navel: Domino looks over at Stein who smiles back and takes of running.

Jeremy Tucker: Flying elbow by Stein connects to the abs of the Tank. That’s a risky move and one that just paid off for Stein.

Toby Navel: The fans are seemingly booing Stein tonight, as Stan appears to be the favorite tonight.

Jeremy Tucker: Stein gets up and grabs Stan by the back of the neck, slamming his head into the ringside steps.

Toby Navel: The Punisher is dishing out the pain, and goes for another head slam to the steel ring steps.

Jeremy Tucker: It’s all riding on the line tonight, and Stein walks over grabbing a chair sitting near us, dear god, he wouldn’t?

Toby Navel: The chair is lifted high above his head and Stein has got that crazed look in his eyes.

( Stein comes down with full force, but Stan hits a mule kick to the midsection, causing Stein to drop the chair and falling to his knees. )

Jeremy Tucker: Desperation move there by Stan and here come Domino towards the ring ropes and is climbing up to the top rope, what is she thinking?

Toby Navel: The fans are telling Stan to look back but it’s to late, Domino leaps in the air and jumps on the back of Stan.

Jeremy Tucker: She’s got her hands wrapped around Stans neck, and trying to choke him, and even rakes his eyes for good measure.

Toby Navel: Well this is one woman who doesn’t believe in staying put in the kitchen.

Jeremy Tucker: Stan is trying to grab Domino by the hair and fling her over, but Stein nails Stan in the abs with peacemaker.

Toby Navel: Domino quickly gets off of Stan and hides behind Stein, shaking in the process.

Jeremy Tucker: Peacemaker is once again driven into the abs of Stan for added meausre.

Toby Navel: Stein has a game plan and pushes Stan back into the ring, while Domino runs over and grabs Peacemaker.

Jeremy Tucker: Stein leaps onto the ring apron and makes his way into the ring, going towards Stan, wrapping his arms around him for a bear hug.

( The lights start flickering on and off again, with referee Ripum looking around in confusion. )

Toby Navel: Someone needs to pay this electric bill, this is becoming annoying tonight.

Andrew Fulton: Soutter keeps using company funds for his buffet table. I think he’s in connection with Martha Stewart.

Jeremy Tucker: Back to the action, Stein is wrenching those arms and Stan appears to be in pain, with the pressure being put on those abs.

Toby Navel: Stein tightens those arms some more, but referee Ripum has his attention towards Domino again.

Jeremy Tucker: Guys, i’m not sure if we can get a camera shot of this or not, but there appears to be a fan screaming at Domino and giving her hell.

Toby Navel: Unruly fans, let me tell ya.

Jeremy Tucker: Domino seems to be unbothered with it so far, but this fan is heckling the hell out of her.

Toby Navel: That’s part of the joy about buying a ringside ticket.

Jeremy Tucker: Stan seems to be falling asleep here, his left arm seems so useless right now and just dangling by the knees.

Toby Navel: It’s not just the left arm, Stan is fighting to keep his head lifted but the presure on his abs must be sinking in now.

Jeremy Tucker: The fans are now on their feet, stomping and chanting Stan's name, trying to rally the big man back.

Toby Navel: Stein wrenches the arms even tighter now and jerks Stan's back, god he appears to be in pain.

Jeremy Tucker: The chants are getting louder and Stan is fighting to get strength back in his body but right now it’s a difficult challenge.

Toby Navel: Stein is fighting to get more pressure but Stan is almost standing straight now, and wraps his arms around Stein.

Jeremy Tucker: Stan connects with a belly to belly suplex, as both men are now laying on the mat and not moving just yet.

Toby Navel: That was pure brute strength on Stan's part, but it appears to have taken every bit of energy out of him.

Jeremy Tucker: The fans are still stomping and chanting Stan and trying to rally the big man to his feet here and he’s getting to his knees.

Toby Navel: Stan has clearly become one of the most popular men here and there’s something so mystique about him that the fans love.

( The lights start flickering again as a casket is brought onto the top of the stage. Fans are pointing and yelling at Stan to look up, but to no avail. )

Jeremy Tucker: Well I think we have an explanation for the lights flickering in and out tonight.

Toby Navel: What’s with all the mind games here tonight? Stein must have one hell of a game plan to piss Stan off like this.

Jeremy Tucker: Stan finally gets to his feet and hoists Stein up into the air in a vetical suplex.

Toby Navel: Look at the strength of him, he’s got Stein up in the air, but drops him.

Jeremy Tucker: The abs are in pain and Stan can’t keep him up in the air.

( Once again the Stan chants start, and the Tank takes a deep breath and hoists Stein in the air again. )

Toby Navel: I don’t know where he’s getting the strength from, but Stans got him in the air and just prancing around the ring with him.

Jeremy Tucker: Not to take away from the match, but the casket is making it’s way down to ringside, but I don’t see anyone pushing it. Just making it’s way all on it’s own.

Toby Navel: Keep it away from the ringside area, unless we throw Andrew Fulton in there.

Andrew Fulton: Screw you kid, you can get thrown in there, we were much better off before you came alone.

Jeremy Tucker: Stan's going on ten seconds here and appears to be in pain, but the fans support must be what he’s working on here.

Toby Navel: And here it comes, Stan throws some force into this and comes crashing down to the mat with Stein.

Jeremy Tucker: And look at this! Stan is facing the casket and he’s laughing at it.

Toby Navel: What kind of man laughs at a casket?

( Stan gets to his feet and looks at the casket, spitting on it before turning around and laughing. )

Jeremy Tucker: Well obviously Stans been there, done that and isn’t even threatened by the casket.

Toby Navel: Truly a man of the biggest balls in wrestling.

Jeremy Tucker: Stan yells to the fans saying the match is over and whips Stein into the ropes. Bouncing off, Stein is met with a monsterous boot to the face by the Tank as he drops down for the pin.

( ONE...........................)

Toby Navel: That’s the biggest foot in the buisness Jeremy, and i’m sure one of the most painful.

( TWO............................)

Jeremy Tucker: Could Stan finally get his shot at Australian title gold?

( THRE.........................)

Toby Navel: THAT BITCH!!!

( Domino had thrown Steins leg on the bottom rope and held it down, but was over looked by referee Jack Ripum. )

Jeremy Tucker: Blatant decision by Jack Ripum and Stans had it, his hand gets wrapped around the referees throat, and he’s going up in the air. This is going to be a long trip down!

( Stan walks around in a complete circle and chokeslams referee Ripum in the center of the ring. Fans are on their feet clapping their hands. )

Toby Navel: IN YOUR FACE RIPUM!

Jeremy Tucker: Stans anger may have just set him back, but what the hell is going on now? Some fan has just jumped Domino from behind and slammed her head into the ringside post.

Toby Navel: It’s the same fan who was heckling Domino earlier, and now we need security to come down here.

Jeremy Tucker: Stein gets up and takes Stan down with a running bulldog. But he’s just seen what’s happened to Domino and leaves the ring.

Toby Navel: Stein shoves the fan off of Domino and grabs peacemaker. He’s going to nail the fan!

( The fan takes the hood off their head and turns around to a stunned crowd, and Stein gets a look of confusion on his face. )

Jeremy Tucker: THAT’S NO FAN!! That’s Veronica!

Toby Navel: Oh know, this is going to get ugly now but why’s Veronica here at ringside?

Jeremy Tucker: Stein grabs Veronica by the throat and he’s dragging her towards the casket. I guess he’s going to put the lights out on her now.

Toby Navel: Stein uses his left arm and opens up the casket, but it’s empty. Well this mind game is just getting sicker as we go on.

( Messiah runs threw the crowd and leaps over the guard rail, nailing Stein with his barbed wire bat. Stein falls to the ground and is dumped into the casket, where Messiah pulls out a padlock, placing it on the casket hinges and locking it shut. )

Andrew Fulton: HA! He’s back boys and not only that, but he’s back to old form. God how i’ve missed the black leather trench coat and barbed wire bat.

Toby Navel: His contract is up though, what business does he have here?

Jeremy Tucker: Messiah hands Veronica the baseball bat as she heads back over to Domino, what in the hell? She’s just pulled out a set of cuffs and she’s cuffing Domino to the bottom rope.

Toby Navel: Well here it comes, Messiah throws down the leather duster and makes his way into the ring. He’s just standing in the center of it now, waiting for Stan to get up.

Andrew Fulton: This is great!! Messiah and Stan in the center of the ring together. Oh lord, blood is going to fly now.

Jeremy Tucker: Get yourself together man, you’re getting way to excited about this.

( Stan gets to his feet and spots Veronica and looks for Stein. Turning around he spots Messiah, and takes the elbow pads off. )

Toby Navel: Here we go fans, Stan vs Messiah round 1,000.

Jeremy Tucker: Fans are losing control here as both men are staring at each other in the center of the ring. You can see nothing but pure hate in each others eyes here.

Toby Navel: Messiah takes the bandages off of his forehead and tosses them down. His eyes aren’t even moving away from Stan.

Jeremy Tucker: Dear god, Messiah has cuts and ....wow did Stan ever make a mess of Messiah. He’s more hidious then before.

Toby Navel: Both men turn just bit and now start throwing punches at each other, and the fans are loving this.

Jeremy Tucker: They’re matching each other punch for punch and here come the officials out of the back trying to separate them, but Stan gives one offical a clothesline, and Messiah kicks the other in the groin and follows up with a ddt.

Toby Navel: There’s going to be some fines here tonight, and they go right back to each other.

Andrew Fulton: What kind of idiot is going to try and separate these two men?

Jeremy Tucker: Two more officials run into the ring and Stan nails one with a left hand and Messiah nails the other with a right hand, now they’re hitting each other.

Toby Navel: Meanwhile we have guys from the locker room, trying to pry open the casket and get Stein out, but Messiah hits Stan with a headbutt...oh no....

Jeremy Tucker: Stan is standing their smiling at Messiah and he’s got his hand wrapped around Messiahs throat.

Toby Navel: We’ve seen this before and Messiah has felt it, and he’s going to again.

Jeremy Tucker: Stan has Messiah off the ground, but Messiah sprays Stan in the face with a blue mist from his mouth.

Toby Navel: When did Messiah add that to his list? It’s been two years since Messiah used the mist, and Stan appears blinded in the ring.

Jeremy Tucker: Messiah has Stan set for the chemcial imbalance but drops him, deciding against it. Instead, Veronica is coming in the ring and cufs Stan to the top rope.

Toby Navel: Messiah has his barbed wire bat and he’s now sittiing in the middle of the ring, rocking back and forth with his bat. Veronica tells him to open his mouth, and Messiah swallows a few pills.

( Veronica walks over and demands the ring mic and gets it, standing in the center of the ring, taunting Stan then spitting on Domino. )

Veroncia: I guess Soutter is going to demand an explanation for this, so here goes. Two months ago Messiah won the Luna Park free for all and what did he get? Did he receive a #1 conteder spot? Nope, he sure didn’t. Was he given a world title shot? Nope, he sure wasn’t, so how in the hell do these two get one?

( Fans begin to boo and throw trash into the ring. )

Andrew Fulton: The woman makes a good point, Messiah was hosed on that one.

Jeremy Tucker: For once i’ll agree, he should’ve been given some kind of reward for it.

Veronica: Here’s the probelm as I see it. When Messiah was under my guidance how many times did he lose? Last I recall he went on a seven month unbeaten streak. Hell, since he’s come here he’s average at best thanks to the fucking bullshit politics by Dracon and Soutter. And while being under my guidance, Messiah was a champion. Hell the world champion never got any heat either, everyone wanted Messiah and his title, and guess what? HE NEVER LOST IT! He still has the very title they tried to strip from him, but what’s he gotten here?

He’s been put in the ring with the likes of Reeve who he destroyed, he beat some rookie who’s not been seen since, forced to team with Stan never could get it up Wilson, and then royally screwed out of his win at Luna Park by not being rewarded. But you see, I don’t blame Soutter, not at all. I blame myself!

Jeremy Tucker: She blames herself? Hell the smartest thing she ever did was leave the nutcase behind.

Veronica: You see, when Messiah told me he was going to Australia I let him go alone. I begged him to take me with him, but he said Soutter would never betray him, he said Dracon would never betray him, but .....they did. They screwed him, used him, betrayed him, god Dracon the Dynasty doesn’t mean shit to you does it? So i’ve taken it upon myself to restore the Messiah that was feared, loathed, undefeated and a God amongst men. So Stein, Stan sorry boys but seeing how you guys didn’t win tonight, that means one thing.

( Veronica stands behind Messiah and sits on his shoulders, as he’s rocking back and forth, playing with his barbed wire bat.)

Veronica: That means Messiah is the LEGIT #1 contender now. He always was and we’re through waiting. I will no longer stand back and watch Messiah get shafted by this company. We’re not asking anymore, we’re not going to play this bullshit of “wait and see”, for now on we show up when we want, how we want, and do what we want. Messiah is the new #1 contender and there’s not a damn thing anyone can do to stop us.

[The lights go out with the effect of a power problem in the (NAME OF THE ARENA) as the first strong drums of "Down with the Sickness" by Disturbed sounds all over the arena, causing a huge standing ovation from the people of (CITY NAME); the intelligent bright white and red lights flash in compass with the strong drums of the rock song. In the Aus-tron we see two big amber scary dragon eyes, and when they close, the “KJX” letters shows up in red.]



[The camera has time enough to show us some of the cutest girls screaming “KJX, KJX, KJX” like obsessive fans. In the Aus-tron shots of KJ Xanathos winning Oscars, Grammies, Emmys and MTV Video Music Awards are shown right before Dracon’s silhouette is seen in the partial darkness of an ancient looking room with a giant sculpture on the stone gray back wall, inspired on the tattoo Dracon has on his back; a dark gray dragon with black claws, white teeth and powerful crimson longed eyes that, like Dracon’s eyes, makes you feel they are looking through your soul. The dragon is grabbing with his paws an ancient ying-yang made on stone that is like breaking along the curved line that divides the “ying” from the “yang”, emanating a red “energy” light effect from the inside. Dracon is shown looking down in the Aus-tron, bathed in sweat or water, breathing heavily, with his beautiful black hair pulled back in a Scottish ponytail-Jericho like and wearing his black clothes; leather pants with a fire dragon design on the right leg and an eclipsed fire sun on the butt, gothic mid-high side belted boots, elbow pads with mixed fire style, wrist bands, mid-fingers out glove in right hand and red tapes on left hand fingers.]

David Draiman’s voice: “Do you feel good?”

[Clips of Dragon winning cups and trophies in important martial arts tournaments are shown and in light-dark snap shots Dracon throws strong punches and vicious kicks, performing a mixed styles form with unique concentration. Now a close up to KJX’ face.]

David Draiman’s voice: “You should!”

[KJX is seen competing in some extreme sports like snowboarding, sky surfing, skateboarding, skiing, skydiving, rock climbing and bungee jumping. Dracon continues performing the martial arts form in light-dark snap shots, but this time using a beautiful “katana”, jumps high in the air and slashes vertically, cutting in two parts the “screen”.]

David Draiman’s voice: “Ohhhhhh Ahhh Ahhhh Ahhhhh”

[Pyros explodes in the rafters and Dracon walks in; wearing an Old Navy muscle shirt, Quiksilver rusty green jeans, Sketchers navy bowling shoes and silver gothic rings in every finger of his hand (one of them being The Dynasty ring).]

David Draiman’s voice: “Ohhh Ohhhh Ohhh Ohhhh Ohhh Ohhhhh!”

[Crosses his arm in front of his chest while flames erupts behind him. Dracon raise up in the air his arms crossed and X lines of fireworks explodes in the back three times.]

David Draiman’s voice:
“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”

[While Dracon slowly walks to the ring, smiling and saluting a few girls and fans of the audience, the Aus-tron shows a gallery of small clips of Dracon’s matches in SCW, UEA, UWA, MCW, IPW, Hardcore Scandinavia and the IWA, decimating several wrestlers and holding up or wearing the SCW Golden Gate Championship, the UWA Unified Internet/UK Championship, the UEA World Junior Championship, the UWA International Heavyweight Championship, the MCW US Heavyweight Championship and the IPW Junior Heavyweight Championship.]

David Draiman’s voice:
“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”

[Dracon gets in the ring first jumping in the apron with both feet at the same time, like a crow, and grabbing the top rope to front flip inside the squared circle]

David Draiman’s voice:
“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”

[Dracon walks to the corner and stands up in the second rope looking at the fans and raising up his right hand. Steps down and asks Frank Salazar for the microphone.]

Toby Navel: ENTER THE DRAGON!

KJX : Messiah, Messiah, Messiah.

My old friend, where is all of the hate coming from?

Ohhh, thats right, you're consumed with hate, I forgot who I was talking to for a minute here.

So, you want to be the number one contender do you, you want to come out here and attack these two great competitors do you?

[Messiah just keeps rocking back and forth clutching at the barbed wire bat.]

Well, you sit there with your toy, whatever keeps you happy. You want to complain that Tanner gets a World title shot for winning his free for all while you get nothing. The facts are simple, when you won your free for all at Luna Park, we weren't due for a tour of the title. Now we are, and Tanner won, you had your chance to win that match, but wanted to cry about your contract.

But Australia knows I am a fair man, so here's what we are going to do, next week, you'll get your shot to become number one contender for the Australian Heavyweight title.

[The crowd hushes.]

Thats right, next week, its going to be Messiah Vs "The Punisher" Dan Stein ....... and Stan "The Tank" Wilson.

[The crowd erupts and Messiah just keeps sitting there rocking back and forth.]

Toby Navel : Messiah Vs Stein "and" Stan in a handicap match?

Andrew Fulton : Thats no title opportunity there, thats just more bullshit politics to hold Messiah down!

[KJX drops the mic as "Down with the Sickness" by Disturbed hits again and we fade to a commmercials.]
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[“Cocaine and Toupees” by Mindless Self Indulgence hits in the PA system. Sam Piltdown walks out and stands at the entrance posing a little for the crowd.]

Jeremy Tucker: Now, what we were all expecting!

Andrew Fulton: The pizza arrived?

Jeremy Tucker: No, you dummy! The main event of the night!

Toby Navel: Champion Vs. Champion!

Jeremy Tucker: Specify Toby. You mean, the Ring Syndicate World Heavyweight Champion Vs. the Ring Syndicate Australia Heavyweight Champion!

Toby Navel: Cobryn Vs. Sam Piltdown!

Jeremy Tucker: That’s right people! This is a one in a lifetime match!

Toby Navel: And is not Wrestlemania!

Jeremy Tucker: Are you going to start again with that shit?

[Fulton shows Toby the broken monitor.]

Toby Navel: No, no, I won’t. I promise.

Andrew Fulton: Good boy.

[Piltdown slaps some hands on his way to the ring. CK Panic walks right behind him.]

Toby Navel: Guys this is so great. You haven’t think about it?

Jeremy Tucker: Think about what?

Toby Navel: About this moment we’re living. You know, we have these great jobs. We’re everything we wanted to be…

Andrew Fulton: I wanted to be a gynecologist, so screw you.

Jeremy Tucker: You really wanted to be a gynecologist Fulton?

Andrew Fulton: That’s right Jerry; the easiest way to have in your hands all the day long…

Jeremy Tucker: [interrupting] Then why you didn’t do it?!

Andrew Fulton: Fuckers told me I had to pass some exams… you know, like study. Fuck them!

Toby Navel: Please guys. Listen to me. Ok maybe this does not apply to you Fulton… meh, but for me this is the greatest experience I could feel…

Andrew Fulton: Because you haven’t been below a fat black momma; the best thing on Earth…

Jeremy Tucker: Oh you’re disgusting! That would be like being on Rikishi’s ass!

Andrew Fulton: What’s wrong about that? I mean… you two don’t look at me like that! Don’t tell me you don’t have fetish fantasies.

Jeremy Tucker: Not like those you have.

Toby Navel: Ok, ok. What I’m trying to say is that sometimes we do not appreciate what we have. Everything goes so fast that we don’t take a moment to stop and enjoy it.

[Jeremy Tucker and Andrew Fulton look at Toby Navel showing comprehension.]

Andrew Fulton: Toby, what the fuck are you talking about?

Jeremy Tucker: Man, stop your hippy bullshit and let’s watch a great match.

Toby Navel: I really have a bad feeling. Like if we’re not going to be here week after week never again.

[Toby looks at the camera.]

Andrew Fulton: Yeah, whatever.

[The crowd begins to murmur as the lights drop. The eerie opening chords of “No Quarter” by Led Zeppelin begins ringing out and what seems like everyone in the building stands up. Intelligent lights begin scanning the arena… with a different tempo and sequence as the drums kick in as people begin stomping their feet in the dark.

[The Aussie-tron lights up...

February 2002, UWA Pay Per View Initiation:

Cobryn takes advantage of the situation and gives Neo "The Answer", a VICIOUS standing suplex into a ddt, off of the top turnbuckle!!!!!!!!!! Cobryn pins Neo and the dazed referee counts the 1,2,3!!!!

Ian: Cobryn has won it. He now has the UK Title, bringing some more gold to the Society of the New Breed!

Angel: I would say that pinning eight men in a row is pretty impressive, wouldn’t you? I believe that talent should be rewarded. From the moment on, the UK title is a sanctioned UWA belt. So, Cobryn, congratulations on becoming the first-ever official UK Champion.


UWA Battleground August 2002:

Ian Hawkins: Tripps stumbles around, and turns around into the Answer!!! I cant believe it!

[Entire Crowd counts with the ref.]

1….
2…
3!!!

Sandy: Cobryn has done it! Cobryn is the New UWA World Champion!

August 2002, UWA Glory Awards show:

Brain Adams: And the winner of Best Ring Entrance….. COBRYN!!

Brain Adams: Heel of the year….. It’s a tie!! Cobryn and Hardkore Jonnie Valentine!!!

Angel: And the winner of Wrestler of the year in the UWA…. COBRYN!!!


Hardkore World September 2002:


[Cobryn steps through the ropes and sneers out at the booing San Jose fans, but doesn’t see Elvis slug away at Cobryn’s diaphragm]

Guillermo O’Bannon: Elvis catches Cobryn by surprise. Elvis steps up to the apron, but Cobryn catches him with an open handed strike to the throat. Cobryn pulls Elvis up into another hanging suplex.

Phil Blauer: He’s gonna suplex him to the concrete!

Guillermo O’Bannon: No, he switches it up into a powerslam off the apron onto that hard concrete!!!

[Elvis screams out and clutches at his back as Cobryn sits on his knees staring sinisterly into the camera. San Jose fans cheer loudly]

----

Guillermo O'Bannon: Cobryn pumphandle gourdbusters Ace Kilcannon!!

---

[Cobryn makes the cover]

Referee David Grey: 1…2…3!!!

Guillermo O’Bannon: Cobryn pins Elvis Lawless!

Febrary 2003 - No Man's Land.

Jeremy Tucker: Choke Slam by BIG STAN!!

Fusion: Cobryn kicks out!

----

Jeremy Tucker: And Cobryn wins again with the Answer.


IPW Pay Per View St. Valentine’s Day Broken Hearts. February 2003.

Isaac Black: Cobryn pulls a groggy Ashcroft to his feet and hits the Answer, and makes the cover. Fierce over with the count.

James Fierce: 1….

2….

3!!!!!!!

IPW Exodus: March 30th 2003:

Jeremy Tucker: CSK points at him and turns around, what! Cobryn clocked CSK in the jaw with brass knuckles! Squidward didn’t see it!

Fusion: Cobryn quickly throws them out of the ring and Cyrus takes them and leaves the place up the ramp way smiling to the scene. Cobryn covers!

Patrick Squidward: One!! Two!!! Threee!!!!!!!

Andrew Fulton No Man's Land May 2003: And another win to Cobryn, still undefeated in singles competition here in the IPW. Unstoppable.

IWA Battleground, June 14th 2003 Ian Hawkins - Cobryn is the god of the IWA and doesn't need a reason to show up. Who's going to stop him?

IWA Battleground,July 23rd, 2003. Cobryn wins a handicap "I quit" match against both Sedated and Haven.

Cobryn nailed an Answer on Haven and then one to Sedated and then locked in the Bridges over Key largo.

IWA Danger Zone September 29th, 2003 Cobryn interfered, giving Karnage an Answer onto a steel chair that had been brought into the ring earlier.


Ascendant World Championship tournament 2003:

Quarter Finals: Vs. Hardkore World Lucha Libra Champion Lucifer Jones:

Bludd: THE ANSWER! HE HIT IT!

[Cobryn quickly scrambles, and covers, hooking Lucifer’s shorts.]

Referee Tony Jacobs: “1……………………………2…………………………………………………..3!!!!!!!!!”

[“No Quarter” by Led Zeppelin hits the speakers. Cobryn gets to his feet, and has his hand raised by Tony Jacobs.]

Paul Mannetti: Cobryn steals another one…..he advances to round two.

Semi-Finals: Vs. Three time Hardkore World Champion Rally Jackson:

Bludd: ANOTHER ANSWER! RALLY’S DEAD! TOE TAG HIM!

[Cobryn covers again, and puts his cast on Rally’s throat for good measure.]

Referee Mike DiAnno: “1……………………………………………………………………..2………………………………………3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

[“No Quarter” by Led Zeppelin starts up. Ali Achnabar & MC Ren crawl into the ring, and raise Cobryn’s hand.]

Finals: Vs. UWA Heavyweight Champion Kilroy Evans:

Referee Joe LaMarca: DO YOU GIVE UP?

[Kilroy, broken, beaten, his upper back being stretched to its limits reluctantly nods yes. LaMarca calls for the bell.]

Bludd: COBRYN WINS! HE JUST MADE KILROY EVANS GIVE UP!

Paul Mannetti: OH MY GOD! KILROY EVANS JUST SUBMITTED!

[“No Quarter” by Led Zeppelin begins to play. Cobryn breaks the Bridge Over Key Largo. He slowly gets to his feet. LaMarca raises his hand.]

Allan Black: WINNER OF THIS MATCHUP IN 21:20 AND THE FIRST EVER ASCENDANT WRESTLING WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION……………COBRYN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Video ends.]


[Suddenly pyrotechnics light the arena up with white, purple and red explosions above the ring and ramp area. A spot light hits Cobryn who’s standing on the ramp with a big smile on his face… as the lights start coming back up.

Cobryn cracks his neck and begins his march to the ring to a loud chorus of boos. One section of the crowd does the 'worship' motion while Cobryn walks down the aisle. Cobryn’s black robe drapes behind him as he approaches the ring, and wipes his feet on the apron before sliding through the ropes.]

Frank Salazar: Hailing from Key Largo, Standing in at 6’4 and weighing in at 250 pounds… His career record standing at 51 wins against 5 losses, all losses coming by dubious means.... He is... THE RING SYNDICATE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

COOOOOOBRYYYYN!!!

And I, Frank Salazar, would like to say that it was a pleasure to announce all you excellent CWA wrestlers.]

Jeremy Tucker: Why Frank would say something like that? Anyway, Cobryn and Piltdown are staring at each other right now, and the crowd cheers keep increasing!

Toby Navel: Just like Hogan Vs. Rock?

Andrew Fulton: Shut up Toby. Our cheer-o-meter is going up and up!

Jeremy Tucker: Cobryn and Piltdown are circling each other, but who is that man jumping from the front row and taking the RS world title from our table!

Andrew Fulton: The untouchable baby!

Toby Navel: Oh my God! Cyrus Williams is here and has the world title on his hands!

Jeremy Tucker: Cobryn and Piltdown don’t notice Cyrus and the ref haven’t started the match!

[Cyrus slides into the ring and as Cobryn turns around, he nails him right on the forehead with Cobryn’s own title!]

Jeremy Tucker: What a chair shot!!!

Toby Navel: This is such a cliché. Anyway, it did worked. Cobryn is knocked out cold in the center of the ring!

Jeremy Tucker: Piltdown and CK Panic want none on this and they are walking up the ramp.

Toby Navel: El Atlético is stupidly trying to pull the world title from Cyrus, and is knocked out of the ring! Bad landing.

Jeremy Tucker: Look how Cyrus looks down at Cobryn. He is wrapping the world title around his waist!

Toby Navel: I guess that’s all for tonight… only for tonight? Something you want to say Fulton?

Andrew Fulton: Yes. I sincerely hate you all.

Jeremy Tucker: Oh yeah… good night folks!

[“Hate” by The Project Hate MCMXCIX hits. No Man’s Land fades off the air with the Ring Syndicate World Heavyweight Championship belt wrapped around Cyrus Williams’ waist.]

The End.