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Backstage:
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[We cut backstage to see Liam Donegal walking around talking to random members of the IXWA ring crew... He stops at a craft services table and picks up a bottle of water... Out of nowhere, he is jumped from behind by an unknown assailant wearing jeans, a black leather jacket, and a black t-shirt...]
JT: Who the heck is that guy?
TM: Not a clue but he definitely does not like Liam Donegal...
[The guy starts putting the boots to Donegal and tossing food off the table on to him...]
JT: You think he may be associated with those masked men Frostbite's been tangling with?
TM: Once again, no clue about that...
[In to the scene steps "The Psychotic One" Johnny Blayze wearing a long black trench coat, white dress shirt, and tight black pants...]
TM: Well I guess we have our answer... Johnny Blayze and this guy clearly in cahoots somehow...
JT: Obviously Blayze none too happy about his loss last week and the subsequent removal from the Survival of the Fittest tournament...
[Blayze looks down at Donegal who is laid out on the floor... He raises a hand up and signals for the unknown man to back away...]
JT: Johnny Blayze now pulling a steel chain out of his pants pocket...
TM: My lord, those are some tight pants!!! How does he even fit a chain in those pockets?
[Blayze wraps the chain around his fist and does a falling fistdrop right to the forehead of Donegal...]
JT: Man oh man... Blayze with a chain wrapped fist and I do believe Liam Donegal may be busted open...
TM: And now Johnny Blayze is grabbing the two ends of that chain...
[And he wraps it around the throat of Liam Donegal as the unknown man just cackles...]
JT: SOMEBODY STOP THIS!!!
[Without much delay, the IXWA ring crew rush over and try to pull Blayze away but they get shoved aside by both Johnny Blayze and his friend... After a few moments, both men leave the scene on their own as Liam Donegal remains still on the ground with blood dripping from his forehead...]
JT: MEDIC!!! Somebody get a medic back there...
[The eerie strums of a bass chord...]
IXWA PRESENTS:
[Guitars kick in...]
#Cue "I Predict A Riot" by Kaiser Chiefs#
[Justin Taylor and Tony Monroe arrive and sit at the IXWA Announcer's table... Taylor leans back in his chair, kicking his feet up as he slicks back his hair... Fast motion style, we see the venue fill to capacity with screaming fans!!!]
#Watching the people get lairy#
#It's not very pretty I tell thee#
[The Wang Dynasty lay in to an unidentified team with a pair of chair shots!!! Bang Wang leaps up to Chang Wang's raised hand to slap him five...]
#Walking through town is quite scary#
#And not very sensible either#
[Mike Gionet floats through the air to the ringside area and lands on Scotty Bloom... He spins up to his feet and leans back against the guardrail, the fans at ringside celebrating with the death-defying highflier!!!]
#A friend of a friend he got beaten#
#He looked the wrong way at a policeman#
[Max Caschera applies a VICIOUS crossface to Ned Norton, screaming bloody murders as he wrenches back nearly snapping the man's neck!!!]
#La-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
#Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
[Jack Williams, dripping in sweat, hoists Archibald Smythe up and hit the Redemption Driver and then gets to his feet and Lucifer rips him in half with a blindsided spear!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[The Wang Bros driving The Masked Terror's head into the mat with a devastating double DDT!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Caleb Foley seen with Scotty Bloom on the ring apron, Foley suplexes Bloom off the apron and out of view!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[We see Archibald Smythe leap off the ring apron with a flying DDT on Ned Norton!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Scotty Bloom sitting on the top rope... The Masked Terror then delivers a top-rope powerbomb, driving Bloom to the canvas!!!]
#And if there's anybody left in here,#
#That doesn't want to be out there... #
[Max Caschera fights to get The Masked Terror into position and then drills him into the canvas with End of a Legend...]
#La-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
#Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
[A bloodied and battered Caleb Foley pulls Lucifer up... And gets nailed with a knee to the mid-section!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Mike Hunt hit the "G" spot on Kody Van Damn!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Johnny Blayze holds JD Stormcloud up!!! Archibald Smythe punched Stormcloud -- laying him out in the ring!!! Smythe went to cover, but Leonard in from behind nailed Smythe with a boot to the back of the head...]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Chaos in the ring as Ric Beauty and Henry Auster are clawing through the sea of turquoise shirted IXWA security!!! The guards hold the two men apart, until Archibald Smythe springs out and nails Beauty with a steel chair shot to the head!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Double Entendres are shown jabbing their jaws on the microphone, Tiberius Nixon exchanging heated words!!! Security storms the entrance ramp and hauls Dick Ryder & Mike Hunt out of the building!!!]
#And if there's anybody left in here,#
#That doesn't want to be out there!!!#
[Through a window we see a man tied in a straight jacket, viciously throwing himself around the padded room... He rushes the window, smashing his head repeatedly against the Plexiglas, drawing blood from his own forehead... He rips through a silent scream: The man is clearly insane!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[The music dies down, and replaced with the live, capacity crowd screaming their heads off!!!]
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* FRIDAY NIGHT BEATDOWN *
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Backstage:
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[We're backstage with Mandy McGraff as she stands next to Johnny Blayze and the unknown associate we saw him with earlier... Blayze is wearing the same long black trench coat, white dress shirt, and tight black pants... His associate is in also in the same pair of jeans with a black leather jacket and a black t-shirt...]
MM: Mandy McGraff here with Johnny Blayze who steps into an IXWA ring for only his second time later tonight... Now, Johnny, how are you feeling about this match? And what's the deal with what happened earlier tonight? The way you attacked Liam Donegal was just awful...
[Blayze has a look of seriousness and concern on his face as he looks into the camera and begins to speak...]
JB: Like the song says, Mandy - it's a new dawn... It's a new day... And I'm feeling fine... Which is more than what can be said for Liam Donegal...
Sweet – sweet - Liam… I want to sleep for an eternity so that I may dream about you wriggled on the ground; like a dog looking to be put out of its misery... And the sounds... Oh the sounds you made - those gurgles shall ring in my ears as a constant reminder of how much pain and misery I can bring to someone who truly deserves it...
For the longest time, the name "Johnny Blayze" has been uttered in the same refrain as "laughing stock" and "depraved"... Well, I think it's safe to say -
YES!!! I AM DEPRAVED!!!
[Blayze pauses once more and looks at his associate with an evil grin... He looks back with an equally menacing look...]
JB: As for laughing stocks - the only laughing that will be done will be by me at the sight of my opponents cringing in fear at what I am capable of doing when there's nothing to lose...
[He smiles at that statement... His associate steps forward, dusting dirt off his jeans... He looks to Mandy McGraff and grabs the microphone from her hand...]
Associate: You see IXWA... WE, at the Church of The Beyond, have taught Johnny many things in our time together... WE have instilled a desire for pain and a thirst for suffering that is unquenched... You just can't shed the blood of your enemies without enjoying it; hearing that beautiful music of a victim burning in pain ... and embracing it... now _THAT_ is true power... And that is what WE bring in Johnny Blayze as a new man of form and flesh...
[Johnny places an arm over the shoulder of the associate that just spoke...]
JB: Mandy, I hope you as well as everyone in this godless company were paying close attention to this man... For Orson Thomas has shown me that the one true path in life is one full of bodies lying at my feet; ALL victims of my new-found abilities... Some may have seen my loss to Liam Donegal last week as a failure but _I_ see it as the complete opposite because it is the catalyst that sets off my way of thinking -- one that will lead me to the top...
But who is it that stands in my way?
[Orson folds his arms...]
Orson: Why I do believe that it's a Mr... Archibald Smythe...
[Mandy McGraff pokes up a finger...]
MM: Umm, I believe that was a rhetorical question...
[Both Orson Thomas and Johnny Blayze shoot her evil stares at her interruption...]
JB: Archie - the self-proclaimed Aristocrat... I could sit here and spew an endless stream of nonsense and ill will but what good would that do... You've heard it all before; all that time sitting in the back of high school gymnasiums; you're practically the KING of nonsense and ill will...
Orson: Mister Smythe... You can live your life with your beliefs given unto you by a woman in a robe sitting in some castle "across the pond"... But know that these beliefs you hold on to so dearly are nothing but a book of lies and deceit... Nothing worth building on; like the sands of the Sahara Desert... Throughout my life, I've always came to the same conclusion -- that fear and pain trump everything... THESE are the elemental building blocks of society... Not tea and crumpets...
JB: I hope you were watching closely, Archie - watching earlier tonight as I disassembled Liam Donegal and left him stuck inside his own head...
Orson: Now I am not one to dwell but let me remind you all... What Mr... Blayze did to Liam Donegal should serve as fair warning to each and every one of you... We don't need to win a match to score a real win... No... no... The sickening crunch of a steel chain as it wrapped around the skull of Mr... Donegal was “win” quite enough...
And Mister Smythe - heed our warnings please... For your own sake... Don't let what happened to him happen to you... What makes you think Johnny goes into your battle with anything less than the same determination? The same need and the same hunger for carnage and brutality? Ask anyone back in FGA... Ask Xavier Daniels how serious we are... Ask Pat Gordon Junior if we mean business... What makes you think you'll be anything different?
[Orson folds his arms, staring with big green eyes as Johnny Blayze stares down at the ground...]
JB: Do you feel it Archie… do you? The trembling in your bones? I do hope you paid your insurance premiums because San Francisco Memorial Hospital has a bed with your name written all over it...
[Orson steps back and he motions for the cameraman to come in near... It focuses on a photograph he has in his hand - it shows a headstone with the named "Jackson Pruitt" on it... Orson pays his respects, as he stands with head bowed, and Blayze folds his arms, still staring down at the ground beneath his feet...]
JB: Or we can skip the hospital and send you here, Archie - to the same cemetery your dear friend, Jackson, is buried...
Orson: Poor thing... I bet your heart was broken into a million pieces when you heard the news of his tragic car crash... Which is ironic because I bet _HE_ was broken into a million pieces too...
[A chuckle comes from both men while Mandy McGraff looks disgusted...]
JB: Archie, you claim you live a life of arrogance... So I have to wonder - when your best friend died, did you look into his eyes? Did you watch the emptiness come into them as he passed?
Because THAT is the moment I live for...
I'm not saying there isn't much fun to be had arriving at that emptiness, but the moment it comes - holy shit!!!
I DO hope it wasn't lost on you...
Orson: Archie, I know you must hate us now but we went to Mr... Pruitt's grave to illustrate a point... And I now know we have your full attention... Face it... The past must be dead and buried... Listen to your future; Johnny Blayze and I - we are serious when we explain what it takes to succeed in this life... While your friend is dead, you squander the life you still have!!! You have done nothing but waste away because you're content to live in your mundane world... Losing to people you should have destroyed in seconds? That is not a life worth living...
JB: You try _SO_ hard, Archie, you really do... You try to be at your best because every day you wake up and can't shake the guilt that it was _YOUR_ doing that sent Jackson to his demise; not his family's...
Orson: Let the past remain in the past because if you don't let it die, Johnny Blayze will surely kill it for you... Archie!!! Quit living for someone else... We beg you man... Live for yourself and yourself only- or you have no chance in that ring!!!
JB: Let it go please, for your sake... For the memory of your friend... Allow us to help you to be your own best, just like me, and do your friend Jackson's memory proud by showing what a _REAL_ champion in the making is all about...
Orson: But if you still refuse to listen...
JB: You'll be BEGGING for a car windshield when I'm through...
[Mandy grimaces at that thought...]
JB: April Eleventh - I'm fighting not for myself but for someone else...
Orson: May God have mercy upon our souls...
[Blayze tightens his coat and walks out of frame as Orson follows... The camera pans over to Mandy McGraff who is shocked and horrified...]
MM: B-b-back to ringside...
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Ringside:
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TM: Wow!!! What a start to Friday Night Beatdown... Is Liam Donegal going to be able to compete in the main event later tonight after the beating he took from Johnny Blayze?
JT: Who knows? He didn’t look in very good shape just now... But I am sure our medical staff are looking after him and we will hopefully get an update in due course...
TM: For now though, let’s get the show started and take it up to Joey Diamond for the introductions for the first match this evening...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first...
[“Clubbed to Death” by Escala starts over the PA as “Aristocratic” Archibald Smythe walks out from the locker room area and stops to apparently revel in the negative reaction from the crowd...]
SJD: Hailing from Royal Leamington Spa, Warwickshire, England and weighing in at 243 pounds... “Aristocratic” Archibald Smythe!!!
[After a second or two, he sneers at the crowd and walks down to the ring and walks up the ring steps and climbs through the ropes...]
SJD: His opponent,
[The lights go dark and a red hue comes over the crowd as "Everybody Wants to Rule the World" by Lorde begins to play over the sound system... The fans boo as through the black curtain separating the locker room from the main arena steps "The Psychotic One" Johnny Blayze - a Caucasian male with an athletic build and shaved head with a good growth of a brown beard... He is wearing tight black leather pants with red & yellow flames in front and "Blayze" on the back, black elbow pads, and black boots (all with flames emblazoned on them)... His ensemble is completed by a black full-length hooded leather jacket with the hood pulled over his head...]
##
Welcome to your life
There's no turning back
Even while we sleep
we will find you##
[Blayze stands at the top of the aisleway as the lights go back on... He then walks down to the ring, silent with a smirk upon his face...]
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Acting on your best behavior
Turn your back on Mother Nature
Everybody wants to rule the world
##
[Once at ringside, Johnny Blayze climbs the ring steps and enters the ring through the top and middle ropes before strolling around the ring... The crowd continues to boo him as he removes his hood...]
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There's a room where the light won't find you
Holding hands while the walls come crumbling down
When they do I'll be right behind you
##
[He then removes his jacket and tosses it to the outside...]
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All for freedom and for pleasure
Nothing ever lasts forever
Everybody wants to rule the world
##
[The music fades as Blayze backs into his corner... The ring announcer then introduces him to the crowd...]
SJD: From The Church of The Beyond - weighing in tonight at two hundred and fifteen pounds...
"THE PSYCHOTIC ONE"
JOHNNYYYY BLAAAAYZE!!!
**CHORUS OF BOOS**
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 11, 2014:
"Aristocratic" Archibald Smythe Vs
"The Psychotic One" Johnny Blayze
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Johnny Blayze nails Archibald Smythe with a bodyslam...
Johnny Blayze runs into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze misses with a shoulderblock...
Archibald Smythe misses with an elbow...
Archibald Smythe misses with an elbow...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a shoulderblock...
Archibald Smythe hits a backdrop on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe uses a headlock takedown on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with an elbow...
Archibald Smythe nails Johnny Blayze with a flying clothesline...
A small "Archibald Smythe" chant is being started...
Archibald Smythe catches Johnny Blayze in a figure-four leglock...
Johnny Blayze is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Johnny Blayze is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Johnny Blayze tries to fight the pain...
Archibald Smythe lets go after 42 seconds...
Archibald Smythe puts Johnny Blayze in a camel clutch...
Johnny Blayze is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Johnny Blayze is struggling to reach the ropes...
Archibald Smythe lets go after 18 seconds...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a European uppercut...
Archibald Smythe attempts to place Johnny Blayze on the turnbuckle, but
Johnny Blayze blocks it...
Archibald Smythe goes for a piledriver, but Johnny Blayze counters it with a backdrop...
Johnny Blayze uses a pumphandle slam on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze is going for the cover...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Johnny Blayze nails Archibald Smythe with a bodyslam...
Johnny Blayze uses a bodyslam on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze takes Archibald Smythe down with a Russian legsweep...
Johnny Blayze takes Archibald Smythe down with a Russian legsweep...
Johnny Blayze goes for a running clothesline, but Archibald Smythe ducks out of the way...
Archibald Smythe gets an abdominal stretch on Johnny Blayze...
Johnny Blayze gets ahold of the ropes after 6 seconds...
Archibald Smythe hits a backbreaker on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a shoulderblock...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe uses a fireman's carry takedown on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe with a backdrop...
Archibald Smythe falls out of the ring...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: one, Archibald Smythe reenters the ring...
Johnny Blayze uses a kick to the midsection on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze whips Archibald Smythe into the ropes, but Archibald Smythe reverses it...
Johnny Blayze hits a swinging neckbreaker on Archibald Smythe...
The crowd is booing Johnny Blayze...
Johnny Blayze takes Archibald Smythe down with a side suplex...
Johnny Blayze runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe misses with a kick...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe with a kick...
Johnny Blayze whips Archibald Smythe into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe and Johnny Blayze get hit with a double clothesline...
Archibald Smythe nails Johnny Blayze with a hiptoss...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a piledriver...
A small "Archibald Smythe" chant is being started...
Archibald Smythe goes for a series of stomps, but Johnny Blayze rolls out of the way...
Johnny Blayze goes for an elevated facebuster, but Archibald Smythe counters it with a dropkick...
Archibald Smythe nails Johnny Blayze with a swinging neckbreaker...
Archibald Smythe whips Johnny Blayze into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a shoulderblock...
Archibald Smythe goes for a head and arm suplex, but Johnny Blayze blocks it...
Johnny Blayze runs into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze nails Archibald Smythe with a Shining Wizard...
Johnny Blayze goes for a chokehold, but Archibald Smythe blocks it...
Archibald Smythe hits a forearm smash on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe takes Johnny Blayze down with an arm wringer...
Archibald Smythe takes Johnny Blayze down with a forearm smash...
Archibald Smythe nails Johnny Blayze with a half nelson suplex...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Archibald Smythe executes a belly-to-belly suplex on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe throws Johnny Blayze into the turnbuckle...
Johnny Blayze comes back and rocks Archibald Smythe with a clothesline...
Johnny Blayze whips Archibald Smythe into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe with a clothesline...
Archibald Smythe falls out of the ring...
Johnny Blayze goes through the ropes...
Johnny Blayze nails Archibald Smythe with a low blow...
Johnny Blayze goes for a side suplex, but Archibald Smythe blocks it...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: 1...
Johnny Blayze is busted wide open...
Archibald Smythe throws Johnny Blayze back into the ring...
Archibald Smythe takes Johnny Blayze down with a headlock takedown...
Archibald Smythe goes for a European uppercut, but Johnny Blayze blocks it...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe...
A few fans are booing Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe kicks Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe chops Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe hits a slingshot suplex on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe uses a drop toe hold on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe uses a forearm smash on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze misses with a clothesline...
Archibald Smythe uses a shoulderblock on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe uses a series of stomps on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe executes the Fall From Grace on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Archibald Smythe goes for the pin...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Archibald Smythe executes a hiptoss on Johnny Blayze...
Johnny Blayze is bleeding profusely...
Archibald Smythe uses a flying cross body press on Johnny Blayze...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Archibald Smythe whips Johnny Blayze into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe with a shoulderblock...
Johnny Blayze executes a stomp on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze executes a shoulderblock to the midsection on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe with a short clothesline...
Johnny Blayze sets up Archibald Smythe on the turnbuckle...
Johnny Blayze nails Archibald Smythe with a superplex...
Johnny Blayze runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a clothesline...
Archibald Smythe goes for a kneebreaker, but Johnny Blayze counters it with an elbowsmash...
Johnny Blayze executes a low blow on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze nails Archibald Smythe with a swinging neckbreaker...
Johnny Blayze hits a running clothesline on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze goes for a pumphandle slam, but Archibald Smythe blocks it...
Archibald Smythe nails Johnny Blayze with a kneebreaker...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a head and arm suplex...
Archibald Smythe is going for the cover...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Archibald Smythe hits a German suplex on Johnny Blayze...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Archibald Smythe uses a forearm smash on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe goes for a German suplex, but Johnny Blayze counters it with an elbowsmash...
Johnny Blayze whips Archibald Smythe into the ropes, but Archibald Smythe reverses it...
Johnny Blayze uses a swinging neckbreaker on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Johnny Blayze takes Archibald Smythe down with a swinging neckbreaker...
Johnny Blayze is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Johnny Blayze runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe takes Johnny Blayze down with a belly-to-belly suplex...
Archibald Smythe attempts to place Johnny Blayze on the turnbuckle, but
Johnny Blayze blocks it...
Archibald Smythe takes Johnny Blayze down with a kneebreaker...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a clothesline...
Archibald Smythe executes a swinging neckbreaker on Johnny Blayze...
The crowd is starting to get behind Archibald Smythe...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe with a backdrop...
Johnny Blayze whips Archibald Smythe into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe with a backdrop...
Archibald Smythe falls out of the ring...
Johnny Blayze goes for a flying axhandle, but Archibald Smythe moves out of the way...
A small "Archibald Smythe" chant is being started...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: 1...
Archibald Smythe nails Johnny Blayze with a drop toe hold...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: 2...
Archibald Smythe throws Johnny Blayze into the guardrail...
Archibald Smythe goes for a backdrop, but Johnny Blayze counters it with a sunset flip...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: 3...
Johnny Blayze sets up a table...
Johnny Blayze sets up Archibald Smythe on the table...
Johnny Blayze executes a double arm DDT through the table...
The table is broken in half...
Quite a few boos are audible...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: 4...
Johnny Blayze sets up a table...
Johnny Blayze throws Archibald Smythe into the guardrail...
Johnny Blayze nails Archibald Smythe with a punch...
Johnny Blayze gets back into the ring...
Archibald Smythe climbs back into the ring...
Johnny Blayze goes for an atomic drop, but Archibald Smythe counters it with a facerake...
Archibald Smythe executes the Fall From Grace on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe goes for the pin...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, kickout...
Archibald Smythe goes for a sleeperhold, but Johnny Blayze counters it with a jawbreaker...
Johnny Blayze is going for the cover...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Johnny Blayze knocks down "Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson is out cold...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson crawls over to the ropes and uses them to get up...
Johnny Blayze hits a backdrop on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze executes the Death From Above on Archibald Smythe...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Johnny Blayze goes for the pin...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, three...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
SJD: The winner of the match – Johnny Blaaaaaaaaayyyyze!!!
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Winner: Johnny Blayze
Time of match: 0:14:20
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TM: A win there for Johnny Blayze... Avenging the loss against Liam Donegal last week...
JT: Yep... He’s now 1-1 in the IXWA... We’ll need to feed him another few victims before he’s ready...
TM: Victims?
JT: Hmm – opponents?
TM: That’s better... B;ayze still has a lot to prove before he’s going to be eligible for title opportunities...
JT: Meh!!! He’ll probably be in the Quest for the Best match in June for a guaranteed title match later in the year...
TM: Doesn’t mean he doesn’t have to keep winning matches between now and then...
JT: Whatever... Isn’t there some interview we should be watching now? You’re boring me...
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Backstage:
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[We head back to the locker room as we see Frostbite preparing for his match later on tonight against the Outlaw in a first round match in the Survival of the Fittest tournament... He is quite stretched out of the floor certainly getting those hamstrings ready to go... We are actually amazed as to how far he is stretched out if we would try such a thing we would have popped ours... However, Frostbite has his eyes closed as if he would in some type of trance... Must be how he is getting ready for tonight’s match... Following his career we have never seen him do this before... We are quite surprised that his eyes are closed because of the attacks by the three mask man and the incident with those same masked men tipping over his car... He actually seems at piece this evening... The 10 year veteran is shirtless as we see a long scar running from his elbow to his wrist on his left arm... An incident that happened many years ago with him getting burned in an "I quit" match... He has on long blue shorts and blue boots... As he continues to get himself ready for his match... We see a large shadow come into view...]
CROWD: OHHHHH!!!
[It is starting to make us a little bit nervous as we feel that it could be one of the masked men... Frostbite still has his eyes closed and certainly doesn't feel anyone presence... This individual comes into focus... The large man has long brown hair as this man is standing back as he watches Frostbite continue his stretching... The large man is wearing a tan t-shirt with brown pants and brown boots... As they come into more focus we see that it is Doomsday...]
Doomsday: You need to be more careful...
[Frostbite has a smirk on his face...]
Frostbite: I knew it was you...
Doomsday: You had your eyes closed... You couldn't tell it was me...
Frostbite: Ever heard of a sense of smell?
Doomsday: You are telling me that you could smell me?
Frostbite: Your boots gave it away... Besides those things stink...
Doomsday: Come on... I have had these boots for a number of years... Sorry I like them...
Frostbite: Smells like you have been hunting in them things... Because, it smells like a few dead animals...
Doomsday: If you must know... My cousin, Havoc, gave me these boots...
Frostbite: How is he? Been a long time since I have seen him...
Doomsday: Doing quite well... Spending quality time with Dante...
Frostbite: I like the kid...
[Frostbite jumps to his feet as he grabs a blue towel right next to him as he wipes the sweat from his face...]
Frostbite: To what do I owe this visit sir?
Doomsday: Has to do with your match later on tonight...
Frostbite: Ah... The Outlaw...
Doomsday: Do you know anything about this guy?
Frostbite: He is a veteran of many years in this business...
Doomsday: I did get a chance to see him earlier... I must say you have your work cut out for you tonight...
Frostbite: Outlaw is as tough as they come... But on this night, I am going to show him just how tough I can be...
[Doomsday looks at Frostbite and just shakes his head...]
Doomsday: When did you learn to stretch like that?
Frostbite: After Rebecca's death... I went to Japan and looked up n old friend there... He taught me some new ways to prepare for a match... He taught to get my mind right as well as the body... He said that stretching helps before a match... You know yourself that I changed as far as how I wrestle these days...
Doomsday: I must admit that you have become a different man...
Frostbite: You got to change with the times... What worked for you five years ago, might not work today... Don't get me wrong, I can still brawl... But instead of brawling... It is quick strikes and more top rope moves... Instead of lots of high power moves... Mix in a few submission moves and springboard moves... Instead of those same old moves... try something different, get out of your confront zone...
Doomsday: Interesting thought there...
Frostbite: I am prepared for the Outlaw or anybody else in this tournament... I plan on winning it all... I am tired being stuck in one place for some long...
Doomsday: You might meet Lucifer in the finals if that happens...
Frostbite: If that comes about then I will be ready for him...
[Doomsday laughs...]
Doomsday: He is certainly looking forward to it, if that happens...
[Frostbite cracks his neck...]
Doomsday: Another reason and I am too...
[Frostbite looks at him as if he is certainly on the same page...]
Frostbite: The three masked men...
Doomsday: What if they show up tonight... After all, I can't believe what they did to your car last week... That car meant quite a bit to you... That proves they will do anything to see you out of this company... Especially cost you this first round match...
Frostbite: This is going somewhere...
Doomsday: Look, I thought you could use Lucifer's and my help... We could stand watch on the ramp, just in case they get any ideas...
Frostbite: You are onto something there...
[He nods his head...]
Doomsday: Just saying - watch your back make sure everything is on the up and up...
Frostbite: I would be thankful for some kind of offer...
[The two shake on it...]
Doomsday: You need to do me a favor after this?
Frostbite: Certainly... What is it?
Doomsday: I will let you know when the time is right...
[Frostbite comes right back to his stretching as he closes his eyes...]
Doomsday: Man, you make my hamstrings hurt...
[Doomsday pats Frostbite on his back...]
Doomsday: I will let you finish getting prepared...
Frostbite: Thanks again...
[Doomsday walks away...]
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Ringside:
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TM: Interesting conversation there...
JT... Zzzzzz!!! Huh!!! What? Isn’t there some interview we should be watching now? You’re boring me...
[Tony rolls his eyes and Justin rubs his – slightly disorientated by his little nap...]
TM: Over to Joey for the introductions for the next match...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a qualifying match for the 2014 Survival of the Fittest tournament... Introducing first...
[The opening refrain of "A Country Boy Can Survive" blares over the house PA as Joey and Earl Bradshaw make their way to the ring... Both men, dressed in their usual attire of sleeveless t-shirts and baggy cutoffs, slowly stalk towards the ring while shouting insults...]
SJD: Hailing from Cottondale, Florida and weighing in at 243 pounds... Joey Bradshaw...
[Joey climbs through the ropes and bounces off the ropes a few times... As the music fades Joey goes to his corner to confer with Earl...]
SJD: His opponent...
Cue: "It's My Life" by Bon Jovi
[Max Caschera appears at the top of the entrance way... He looks around the arena to the crowd and starts to walk down towards the ring... He walks around the ring to the left towards the announcers and shakes hands with them before climbing onto the ring and getting in...]
SJD: Hailing from Dublin, Ireland and weighing in at 375lbs... Max Caschera!!!
[He walks over to the corner turnbuckle and climbs to the top, raising his fist in the air before pointing out to the fans...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 11, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest qualifying match:
Joey Bradshaw Vs Max Caschera
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Max Caschera hits Joey Bradshaw...
Max Caschera punches Joey Bradshaw...
Max Caschera kicks Joey Bradshaw...
Max Caschera hits a belly-to-back suplex on Joey Bradshaw...
Max Caschera sets up Joey Bradshaw on the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera uses a belly-to-belly superplex on Joey Bradshaw...
The cheers for Max Caschera are drowning out the boos...
Max Caschera goes for a knifehand chop, but Joey Bradshaw counters it with a single-leg takedown into a leglock...
Max Caschera is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Max Caschera gets ahold of the ropes after 5 seconds...
Joey Bradshaw hits an eye poke on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw goes for an eye poke, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera hits a knifehand chop on Joey Bradshaw...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Joey Bradshaw misses with an elbow...
Joey Bradshaw hits Max Caschera with a shoulderblock...
Joey Bradshaw executes a running knee lift on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw hits a superkick on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw seemingly enjoys the boos...
Joey Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera misses with a clothesline...
Joey Bradshaw uses a running knee lift on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw hits a gutbuster on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Joey Bradshaw executes a gutbuster on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw seemingly enjoys the boos...
Joey Bradshaw nails Max Caschera with a series of mounted punches...
Joey Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Joey Bradshaw hits Max Caschera with a kick...
Joey Bradshaw takes Max Caschera down with a superkick...
Joey Bradshaw hits a short clothesline on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw goes for the Snakebite, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a superkick, but Max Caschera counters it with a legsweep...
Max Caschera locks Joey Bradshaw in a cobra clutch...
Joey Bradshaw gets ahold of the ropes after holding out for 9 seconds...
Max Caschera attempts to place Joey Bradshaw on the turnbuckle, but
Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Max Caschera kicks Joey Bradshaw...
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw kicks Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw hits Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Joey Bradshaw chops Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw hits Max Caschera with a running knee lift...
Joey Bradshaw is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Joey Bradshaw whips Max Caschera into the turnbuckle...
Joey Bradshaw runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Max Caschera lifts his knee...
Max Caschera hits an overhead belly-to-belly suplex on Joey Bradshaw...
Max Caschera uses an STO on Joey Bradshaw...
Max Caschera throws Joey Bradshaw into the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera nails Joey Bradshaw with a kneelift...
Max Caschera hits Joey Bradshaw with a DDT...
The cheers for Max Caschera are drowning out the boos...
Max Caschera whips Joey Bradshaw into the ropes...
Joey Bradshaw hits a swinging neckbreaker on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Joey Bradshaw hits Max Caschera with a punch...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a double arm DDT, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits Joey Bradshaw with a kick...
Max Caschera locks Joey Bradshaw in a Fujiwara armbar...
Joey Bradshaw makes it to the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds...
Max Caschera goes for a rear chinlock, but Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Joey Bradshaw nails Max Caschera with a superkick...
Joey Bradshaw executes a running knee lift on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a spinning toehold, but Max Caschera throws him off...
Max Caschera locks Joey Bradshaw in a Fujiwara armbar...
Joey Bradshaw inches his way towards the ropes after being trapped for 8 seconds...
Max Caschera hits Joey Bradshaw with a dragon screw...
Max Caschera takes Joey Bradshaw down with an elbowsmash...
Max Caschera whips Joey Bradshaw into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits Joey Bradshaw with a backdrop...
Joey Bradshaw falls out of the ring...
Perry Crabtree counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Joey Bradshaw re-enters the ring...
Max Caschera goes for a German suplex, but Joey Bradshaw counters it with a backward kick...
Joey Bradshaw hits a headbutt to the midsection on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw uses a backdrop on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw nails Max Caschera with a series of mounted punches...
Joey Bradshaw seemingly enjoys the boos...
Joey Bradshaw nails Max Caschera with a shoulderblock to the midsection...
Joey Bradshaw uses a headbutt to the midsection on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw executes a kick to the midsection on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw goes for an eye gouge, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera goes for a uranage suplex, but Joey Bradshaw counters it with an elbowsmash...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a gutbuster, but Max Caschera counters it with a front-layout suplex...
Max Caschera attempts to place Joey Bradshaw on the turnbuckle, but
Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Max Caschera gets a Fujiwara armbar on Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw is struggling to reach the ropes...
Joey Bradshaw inches his way towards the ropes after being trapped for 20 seconds...
Max Caschera uses a uranage suplex on Joey Bradshaw...
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers...
Max Caschera goes for a triangle choke, but Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a sleeperhold, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera takes Joey Bradshaw down with a German suplex...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three...
The crowd is wildly cheering Max Caschera with only a few scattered boos audible...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing in the 2014 Survival of the Fittest tournament – Max Cascheraaaaaaaaaaaaal!!!
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Winner: Max Caschera
Time of match: 0:08:37
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TM: Max Caschera is on his way to the quarter finals of the tournament...
JT: Barely!!! He needs to up his game if he wants to get any further...
TM: Very true... Now, I believe Lucifer is preparing backstage...
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Backstage:
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[Back in the locker room we see the seven foot machine known as Lucifer as he is throwing punches in mid air as he prepares for his important rematch this evening as he tries to recapture the Television title... We still see that left hand has a glove on it certainly the hand is still not 100% just yet, but close to it... The big man is wearing a black t-shirt, with faded black jeans...]
Lucifer: This is a sharp left hook for Liam...
[As he throws that punch in mid air and if it would have connected it just might have taken Liam's head right off or broke his jaw... Lucifer with a stone cold look in his red eyes continues to throw punch after punch... He turns to a locker right behind him as he is about to use his left hand to probably punch it, but instead pulls back and throws a massive right hand that nearly takes the door off its hinges... He pulls back as he is about to throw another right hand, but instead decides against it and drives a left hook that finishes the job and knocks the door to the floor... Suddenly Doomsday walks into the picture as he is shaking his head...]
Doomsday: Haven't I told you about throwing that left hand into a locker?
Lucifer: I threw my right first and then came with the left hook to finish the job...
Doomsday: I must admit that wasn't a bad move... Still, I don't want you throwing that left hook...
Lucifer: And, you don't think Liam will target the left hand once again... I need to show him that it is quite fun and that will not cost me the match...
Doomsday: The doctors say it is close to 100%, but not quite there yet...
Lucifer: I beat Jack last week and the left hand didn't bother me enough to cost me the match...
Doomsday: Different styles... Jack would rather take it right to you, but Liam is going to attack that left hand... The young man knows what he is doing...
Lucifer: I will use that left hand at some point in the match and break his jaw... I am going to walk out with my title back...
Doomsday: I am sure you will... We shall see what Liam has in store of us this evening... You are going to walk out with the title tonight...
[Lucifer continues to throw more punches in mid air...]
Lucifer: Where were you?
Doomsday: Talking to Frostbite about business...
Lucifer: Masked men business?
Doomsday: Yes... I told him that if they show up we would have his back...
[He shakes his head...]
Doomsday: In exchange, he needs to do us a favor...
Lucifer: And that would be?
[Lucifer pauses...]
Lucifer: My Television title match somehow?
Doomsday: Nope, we have that covered... We have worked hard on planning this... I feel Liam's undefeated streak is due to end and the Television title is coming home to you...
Lucifer: What could it be then?
Doomsday: Relax; I will let you know when it is time...
[Doomsday reaches into a brown bag on the floor as he pulls out a tablet...]
Lucifer: Why do you have that?
Doomsday: I have downloaded your last match against Liam...
Lucifer: I am sure there is a reason you would like to rub my face in my defeat...
Doomsday: Nope, I want you to before you hit that ring later on to have a better grip on how to handle Liam...
Lucifer: I thought we planned for this already...
Doomsday: We have, but looking back on this match... I saw a few times where you stopped and paused...
Lucifer: What do you mean?
Doomsday: What I am saying... You had to try and think of a move to pull out and you changed your mind in hitting a move... I believe this lead to your defeat...
Lucifer: You picked up on that?
Doomsday: Yes, I did... I am your manager... It is my job to notice these things... Why don't we take a seat and I will explain...
[They both do so as Doomsday comes to a part in the match...]
Doomsday: Right here... You hit a backbreaker, but instead a few seconds earlier you wanted to try something else...
Lucifer: Yes, I was going to connect with a chokeslam, but the left hand was hurting a little bit... Didn't want to attempt it, thus I decide on the backbreaker...
Doomsday: Use your right hand and still could have hit that chokeslam... I know you feel stronger in your left, but nothing wrong with the right... Don't pause at all in a match... Always go with your first choice...
Lucifer: I never thought about it that way... I guess, I was more focus on the left hurting...
Doomsday: I understand...
Lucifer: But, I can't believe, I tapped out... Never should have done that...
Doomsday: You live to fight another day... Could have hurt that hand futher and you would be on the shelf for who knows how long...
Lucifer: I don't plan on quitting tonight... Liam is going to get his ass handed to him... I am walking out with the title...
Doomsday: That is what I like to hear... However, I would like to change just a couple of things in our plans...
Lucifer: You are the manager...
Doomsday: Excellent... Here is how we might want to approach this spot in the match...
[As they discuss a few things, the scene fades to black...]
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[Two young men are throwing around “the pigskin” in a park somewhere... Then one of them catches the ball and tosses it to the ground as he starts to stumble around before collapsing on the ground...]
Guy #1: Dude, I’m getting so thirsty and tired...
[His buddy comes in to view...]
Guy #2: Well it looks like some one needs to slurp a BURP-A-LURP™...
Horrible singing: BUUUUUUUUURRRRP-A-LUUUUUUUUURRRRP™™™!!!
[Guy #2 stands over top of the first man who is lying motionless on the ground... He holds a two litre bottle filled with some questionable, horrible tasting red solution...]
Guy #2: IT’S A RESCUE MISSION!!!
[And with that, Guy #2 proceeds to dump the entire two litres of ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ on his friend’s face!!! Then we have close up the first guy looking like he has then jumped right back up off the ground...]
Guy #1: I FEEL SOOOOOOOOO REINVIGORATED!!!
[Then we cut to the ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ cola logo...]
Off screen voice: BURP-A-LURP™!!! It puts the (belching ‘urp‘ noise) in burp!!!
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Backstage:
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[We see that Frostbite is still back in the locker room as he continues to prepare for his first round match in the Survival of the Fittest tournament as he prepares for the Outlaw... Once again things haven't changed as Frostbite is still stretching, but this time his right leg is up in the air and somebody’s broad right shoulder... We see that Frostbite's face appears to be etched in pain or at least we think that could be the case here... The broad shoulders are connected to that of a young man who appears to be roughly 6'5 or 6'6 give a take an inch here and their... The young man is wearing a red t-shirt with the symbol of the IXWA written in big white letters... He has on blue jeans and gray boots... As the camera zooms back we see that it is Matt, the young man that Frostbite was talking to a couple of weeks ago... He continues to get himself limber for this match... Frostbite nods his head and Matt as he lets go of his leg...]
Frostbite: I want to say thanks for helping me out...
Matt: No problem, just glad I could help...
Frostbite: Where is Jason?
Matt: He is doing some extra work around backstage... And besides, he is trying to make some extra money to get my sister a gift...
Frostbite: Have any ideas?
Matt: Not a clue...
Frostbite: Ready for my left leg?
Matt: Sure...
[As he is about to give Matt is right leg... Kimberly walks into the locker room...]
Kimberly: Frostbite, can I get a word with you?
[Frostbite looks at her as if he just might toss her out of the locker room...]
Frostbite: Can't you see I am getting ready for my match?
Kimberly: Which is why I am trying to get a word with you...
[He looks at Matt...]
Frostbite: When you become a big star in this sport someday you are going to have to contend with reporters who want to interrupt why you are preparing for a huge match...
Kimberly: Doomsday would give that kind of lip, but I didn't think I would get this from you...
Frostbite: I don't like being interrupted while I am getting ready for any match... I have operated that way for several years...
Kimberly: I wanted to get your take on the Outlaw...
Frostbite: Look, I know that the Outlaw is a veteran... A man that certainly knows his way around that ring... The man has won a few titles in his lifetime...
Kimberly: What is your game plan? Or do you have one at all?
Frostbite: Look, I have a game plan in place, but I am not going to tell you or anybody for that matter...
Kimberly: I understand...
Frostbite: I approach the Outlaw as a guy that wants to make a serious impact on his return to this company... A win over me in this tournament would certainly make people sit up and take notice... But, I am not going to let him or anybody stop me in this tournament... I am focussed on one thing and that is winning this tournament and down the road get a shot at the Extreme Warrior title...
Kimberly: What about?
[Frostbite cuts her off...]
Frostbite: I am not going to answer any questions about those three masked men?
Kimberly: Your car last week was destroyed...
Frostbite: I know it was... I will deal with them in due time... Matt would like a piece of them...
[Matt nods his head...]
Kimberly: I did see you with a new ride...
Frostbite: I would not call it a new ride... It was Rebecca's jeep...
Kimberly: I did like the license plate on the jeep...
Frostbite: Where is this leading?
Kimberly: It said something to the effect of Frostbite's lady, but shortened to get on the license plate...
Frostbite: That was her decision... I thought we were talking about wrestling, not about Rebecca...
Kimberly: We are?
[Frostbite cuts her off again...]
Frostbite: You are starting to remind me of those three masked men and disrespecting her memory...
Kimberly: I am not here to disrespect her memory at all... Just wanted to get your thoughts about your match later on...
Frostbite: I believe you already have...
[He pauses again...]
Frostbite: I look forward to getting into that ring with anybody in this tournament and when it is all said and done... I will be the one standing with the trophy and the shot at the title and when that happens...
[An intense look in his blue eyes as he turns toward the camera...]
Frostbite: I will become the new Extreme Warrior champion... I will become a 12 time champion, and nobody, not the Outlaw, not the three masked men or Jack Williams will stop me...
[Frostbite throws his left leg on Matt's right shoulder as he gets it stretched out...]
[Fade to black...]
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OCW Presents: Total Demolition
LIVE on PPV!!! Sunday, April 27th, 2014
From Tombstone, Arizona
War Games Grudge Match
The Family vs... Team Brianna
OCW Southern Championship, OCW Tag Team Championships
and OCW Internet Championship all on the line
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Backstage:
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[Back in the locker room we see the seven foot monster is sitting on a bench in front of yet another dented locker... However, what is unusual to our eyes is that Lucifer appears to be relaxed for a change... He has a tablet in his hands – the one that Doomsday had earlier... He was showing his last match against Liam in where he lost the Television championship... He has his face buried in it as it appears he is trying to learn as much as he can... He is trying to see what Doomsday saw...]
Lucifer: Still trying to figure out how in the hell was I tipping my moves...
[Doomsday is not around right this minute... It has come somewhat of a ritual that Lucifer must drink a bottle of water before any of his matches; this is probably what he is doing right this second... Lucifer puts the tablet down next to him as the big man looks a little bit confused...]
Lucifer: Still don't get it...
[Suddenly the door swings open to the locker room, but it isn't Doomsday walking in... Nope it is Frostbite...]
Frostbite: What is going on big man?
Lucifer: Nothing much... Just waiting for Doomsday to bring me back my bottle of water...
[Frostbite spots the tablet...]
Frostbite: Going high tech on us?
Lucifer: Nah... Doomsday bought this in and he was showing me my last match against Liam on it...
Frostbite: I am guessing showing you what mistakes you might have made...
Lucifer: He was telling me that I might have been tipping off some of my moves...
Frostbite: Let me see what he is talking about...
[Lucifer picks up the tablet...]
Lucifer: Also, he said that was pausing, taking too much time in between some moves...
Frostbite: Could be onto something... After all - the guy is your manager...
[Lucifer plays what he has been looking at back to Frostbite...]
Lucifer: He says right here, I was tipping off my move...
[Frostbite looks over Lucifer’s broad shoulders as he watches the replay...]
Frostbite: AH!!!
Lucifer: What do you mean, ah?
[Frostbite points to something he has picked up...]
Frostbite: If you notice you tap your left foot twice before you are going to hit the left arm clothesline...
[Lucifer plays that part in the match over...]
Lucifer: I never really knew... And you picked up on that?
Frostbite: I am guessing Doomsday did as well...
Lucifer: And I am guessing Liam might have as well...
Frostbite: Could very well have, but I am guessing that it was more of the injury that cost you the title... But it is always good to learn from certain mistakes so you will not repeat them again...
Lucifer: He tells me that I paused a couple of times in the match...
Frostbite: Couldn't decide on a move...
Lucifer: Yes...
Frostbite: Had that same problem when I broke into this business... I did that in a match against The Traveller... You remember him...
[Lucifer nods...]
Frostbite: On a pay-per-view, no less he could tell that I would pause and think about doing a move... He always told me to go with number one...
Lucifer: Doomsday tells me the same thing...
Frostbite: You pause too often... It could cost you a match and simple inside cradle if you pause will cost you the match...
Lucifer: If I had a spot in the match... I want to connect with either a short arm clothesline or a sidewalk slam...
Frostbite: If that short arm clothesline is option one, then go with it...
Lucifer: I got you...
Frostbite: Let me head back to the locker room...
[Suddenly Doomsday walks back in...]
Doomsday: What are you doing in here?
Frostbite: Wishing your man luck in getting back the Television title...
Lucifer: He was giving me a few pointers...
Doomsday: Really?
Frostbite: He was telling about some spots in his last match... I pointed them out to him...
Doomsday: Good... You understand then what I was talking about?
Lucifer: I got the point...
Doomsday: Well, let's sit down and make those corrections...
[The two big men do as Doomsday hands Lucifer his water...]
Frostbite: Good luck...
[Frostbite walks out of the locker room, as the two seven footers discuss last minute thoughts...]
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Ringside:
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TM: We’re getting word that Frostbite is heading towards the ringside area for his match, so let’s take it to Joey for the introductions...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where "Sparkling" Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a qualifying match for the 2014 Survival of the Fittest tournament... Introducing first...
Cue: 'Long Haired Country Boy' by Charlie Daniels
[The Outlaw slowly walks into the ring, glaring at the crowds as he stops to heckle a few of the ringside fans, and insult them...]
TM: We heard from the Outlaw earlier this week and this is what he had ro say...
[The Camera focuses in on The Outlaw as he stands in the middle of an empty ring...]
'So this Friday, The Outlaw has a match with The Cold Hearted Bastard... Heh heh heh, Well you may be a cold hearted bastard, but I am the Bastard from Hell, and come this Friday Night, boy, Hell is what you're going to be in for...
This Friday night, Frostbite, I'm going to light a fire and melt your ass...
This Friday Night, The Outlaw rides into town and Frostbite, you picked the wrong person to have a showdown with...
[Back to ringside...]
SJD: Weighing in at 230 pounds and hailing from Odessa, Texas... The Outlaaaaaaaaaaaaawww!!!
[As he climbs into the ring, the Outlaw grabs the microphone as he bashes and insults California, and proclaims it to be morally bankrupt and inferior to Texas...]
SJD: His opponent...
[“Hunt You Down” by Salvia blasts out over the sound system as Frostbite throws back the curtain as he looks down at first, but he slowly raises his head up as the cameras catch the intense look in his blue eyes...
Crowd: YEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!
SJD: Weighing in at 226 pounds and hailing from Boulder, Colorado... He is the “Cold Hearted [BLEEP]... Frostbiiiiiiiite!!!
[Frostbite strides towards the ring - along the way down the aisle he cracks his neck from side to side as he never takes his eyes off the ring... He slaps a few hands on the way down to the ring... As he gets to ringside he hops up on the ring apron and jumps over the top rope... He takes off his t-shirt and throws it into the crowd... He bounces off the ropes twice as he makes his way toward the middle of the ring...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 11, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest qualifying match:
"Cold Hearted B*st*rd" Frostbite Vs The Outlaw
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
The Outlaw takes Frostbite down with a hair pull takedown...
The Outlaw runs into the ropes...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw with a dropkick...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw with a dragon screw...
Frostbite hits a backbreaker on The Outlaw...
Frostbite covers The Outlaw...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, shoulder up...
Frostbite catches The Outlaw in a figure-four leglock...
Frostbite lets go after 11 seconds...
Frostbite goes for an STO, but The Outlaw blocks it...
The Outlaw executes an eye gouge on Frostbite...
The Outlaw goes for a headsmash into the turnbuckle, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite goes for an STO, but The Outlaw counters it with an eye gouge...
The Outlaw goes for a hair pull takedown, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw with a kick to the knee...
Frostbite executes a German suplex on The Outlaw...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Frostbite throws The Outlaw out of the ring...
Dana Riggelman counts: one, two, three, four, The Outlaw reenters the ring...
Frostbite goes for a knifehand chop, but The Outlaw blocks it...
The Outlaw goes for a running clothesline, but Frostbite ducks out of the way...
Frostbite whips The Outlaw into the ropes...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw with an elbow...
Frostbite attempts to place The Outlaw on the turnbuckle, but The Outlaw blocks it...
Frostbite whips The Outlaw into the ropes, but The Outlaw reverses it...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw with a clothesline...
Frostbite goes for a kneebar, but The Outlaw blocks it...
The Outlaw takes Frostbite down with a front slam...
The Outlaw hits a series of punches on Frostbite...
Quite a few boos are audible...
The Outlaw uses a flying kneedrop on Frostbite...
The Outlaw catches Frostbite in a bearhug...
Frostbite tries to escape the hold...
Frostbite inches his way towards the ropes after being trapped for 14 seconds...
The Outlaw goes for a headbutt, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite nails The Outlaw with a release German suplex...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frostbite...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frostbite...
Frostbite chops The Outlaw...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frostbite...
Frostbite chops The Outlaw...
A few fans are cheering on Frostbite...
Frostbite executes a kick to the knee on The Outlaw...
Frostbite takes The Outlaw down with a vertical suplex...
Frostbite whips The Outlaw into the ropes...
Frostbite and The Outlaw get hit with a double clothesline...
Frostbite goes for an overhead belly-to-belly suplex, but The Outlaw blocks it...
The Outlaw goes for a big boot, but Frostbite ducks out of the way...
Frostbite takes The Outlaw down with a spinebuster...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frostbite...
Frostbite places The Outlaw on the turnbuckle...
Frostbite takes The Outlaw down with a top-rope huracanrana...
A few fans are cheering on Frostbite...
Frostbite sets up The Outlaw on the turnbuckle...
Frostbite uses a top-rope huracanrana on The Outlaw...
A few fans are cheering on Frostbite...
Frostbite goes for a snap suplex, but The Outlaw counters it with a vertical suplex...
The Outlaw executes an eye gouge on Frostbite...
The Outlaw goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but Frostbite counters it with a Fujiwara armbar...
The Outlaw is valiantly trying to break the hold...
The Outlaw breaks the hold after 9 seconds...
The Outlaw throws Frostbite out of the ring...
The Outlaw goes for a flying elbowdrop, but Frostbite moves out of the way...
Frostbite throws The Outlaw back into the ring...
Frostbite whips The Outlaw into the ropes...
The Outlaw hits Frostbite with a clothesline...
The Outlaw hits a legdrop on Frostbite...
The Outlaw whips Frostbite into the ropes, but Frostbite reverses it...
The Outlaw executes a clothesline on Frostbite...
The Outlaw whips Frostbite into the turnbuckle, but Frostbite reverses it...
The Outlaw comes back and rocks Frostbite with a clothesline...
The Outlaw hits a headsmash into the turnbuckle on Frostbite...
The Outlaw hits Frostbite with a headbutt...
The Outlaw takes Frostbite down with a right jab...
The Outlaw nails Frostbite with a running clothesline...
The Outlaw sets up Frostbite on the turnbuckle...
The Outlaw uses a superplex on Frostbite...
The Outlaw executes a jab on Frostbite...
The Outlaw takes Frostbite down with a punch...
The Outlaw goes for a jab, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frostbite...
The Outlaw hits Frostbite...
A fan at ringside badmouths The Outlaw...
Frostbite chops The Outlaw...
Frostbite chops The Outlaw...
A few fans are cheering on Frostbite...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frostbite...
The Outlaw chops Frostbite...
The Outlaw further incites the crowd...
The Outlaw chops Frostbite...
The Outlaw whips Frostbite into the ropes, but Frostbite reverses it...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw with a dropkick...
Frostbite is going for the cover...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite whips The Outlaw into the ropes...
The Outlaw misses with an elbow...
The Outlaw misses with a shoulderblock...
Frostbite goes for an overhead belly-to-belly suplex, but The Outlaw blocks it...
The Outlaw hits Frostbite...
Numerous fans are using The Outlaw for target practice...
Frostbite punches The Outlaw...
Frostbite punches The Outlaw...
A small "Frostbite" chant is being started...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw...
Frostbite uses a DDT on The Outlaw...
The crowd is starting to get behind Frostbite...
Frostbite whips The Outlaw into the ropes...
Frostbite takes The Outlaw down with an STO...
A small "Frostbite" chant is being started...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
The Outlaw misses with a clothesline...
Frostbite misses with a shoulderblock...
The Outlaw hits Frostbite with a clothesline...
The Outlaw goes for a fistdrop, but Frostbite rolls out of the way...
Frostbite goes for a figure-four leglock, but The Outlaw kicks him off...
The Outlaw whips Frostbite into the ropes...
The Outlaw hits Frostbite with a backdrop...
The Outlaw goes for a top-rope splash, but Frostbite gets his knees up...
Frostbite whips The Outlaw into the ropes, but The Outlaw reverses it...
The Outlaw misses with an elbow...
The Outlaw uses a roundhouse right on Frostbite...
The Outlaw takes Frostbite down with a neckbreaker drop...
Numerous fans are using The Outlaw for target practice...
The Outlaw goes for a backdrop, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
The Outlaw misses with a clothesline...
Frostbite misses with an elbow...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw with a clothesline...
Frostbite executes an STO on The Outlaw...
Frostbite nails The Outlaw with a missile dropkick...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Frostbite misses with a kick...
The Outlaw puts Frostbite in a clawhold...
Frostbite manages to grab the ropes after 7 seconds...
The Outlaw goes for a top-rope splash, but Frostbite gets his knees up...
Frostbite hits an elbowsmash on The Outlaw...
Frostbite goes for a flying forearm, but The Outlaw ducks out of the way...
The Outlaw hits Frostbite with a headsmash into the turnbuckle...
The Outlaw takes Frostbite down with a series of punches...
The Outlaw locks Frostbite in a Boston crab...
Frostbite breaks the hold after 5 seconds...
Frostbite nails The Outlaw with an STO...
Frostbite covers The Outlaw...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite goes for a release German suplex, but The Outlaw blocks it...
The Outlaw runs into the ropes...
The Outlaw misses with an elbow...
Frostbite takes The Outlaw down with a dropkick...
Frostbite puts The Outlaw in the STF...
The Outlaw gets ahold of the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds...
Frostbite executes a DDT on The Outlaw...
The crowd is cheering on Frostbite...
Frostbite executes the Snowstorm on The Outlaw...
Frostbite is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Frostbite goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, three...
Frostbite is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing in the 2014 Survival of the Fittest tournament – Frooooooossssstbiiiiiiiiiteee!!!
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Winner: Frostbite
Time of match: 0:11:44
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TM: A hard fought match there...
JT: Certainly those two gave it everything they had...
TM: As always there must be a winner and a loser...
JT: This tournament is shaping up to be a great one...
[Frostbite drops to the floor as he quickly looks back into the ring...]
TM: I am shocked we haven't seen the three masked men at all...
JT: By the way Frostbite is looking back into the ring that might be what he is thinking...
[Frostbite gets ready to walk back up the aisle...]
Voice: HEY FROSTBITE!!!
TM: Where is that coming from?
[Static is on the XtremeTron as Frostbite stops in his tracks...]
JT: What is this?
[Suddenly the XtremeTron comes into focus...]
Voice: Frostbite...
[He looks around to see if the voice is coming from somewhere in the building... As the picture becomes clearer... We come upon a cemetery as the wind blows up the huge black gate... Our cameras pan through the cemetery as if they are looking for something or someone...]
Voice: Come over here...
[The camera tries to follow the voice, until they reach one of the masked men... It is appears to be the shorter one... He is wearing a black ski mask with the usually green clothing from head to toe...]
Voice: I am glad you could make it...
[He turns toward the tombstone right in front of him...]
Voice: Frostbite, you can relax... Well at least for this week... We decided to give you a week off...
[A slight pause before the mask man continues...]
Voice: My buddies are taking the week off as well... Nope, they are not in the arena this evening... So you need not worried about looking around...
[Frostbite has a puzzled look on his face...]
Voice: You may ask... What in the hell am I doing here?
[He laughs...]
Voice: Well, Frostbite knows this place should look familiar to him... He was here last year...
[Frostbite shakes his head...]
Voice: Allow me to explain a little bit more to you...
[The camera zooms in on the tombstone as it reads...]
“Here lies... Rebecca Cannon...
A great friend...
A great wife...
A great daughter...
She was loved by all that she touched...”
Voice: Reading that actually bought a tear to my eye...
[More laughter...]
Voice: Frostbite, I thought last week... Destroying your car was a wake up call for you... I thought you would get the message... And that message would be is that you are not welcome around here... It is time for you to leave... But, once again your ego appears to be getting the best of you... The car meant something to you and I know it... Instead you decide to drive around in Rebecca's jeep...
TM: How does he know that he has his late wife's jeep?
Voice: I don't know what else I could do to make you understand that you aren't welcome around here... But, I thought about it for an entire week and then it hit me... Why not come here to Seattle the hometown of Rebecca Cannon and take in the great sights... I actually did get a chance to see your ex in-laws... Got to say nice people...
JT: Where is he going with this?
Voice: I thought the best way to finally get your attention was to come right here and stand in front of this tombstone and tell your dead wife just what kind of man you really are...
[Frostbite is just standing there in a state of shock...]
Voice: Rebecca your husband is a ----
Frostbite: WHAT IN THE HELL DO YOU WANT?
Voice: What do I want? I want you to leave, that’s all... Nobody else has to get hurt... I don't have to take away any other things that might be important to you...
[He looks back at the tombstone...]
Voice: However, Frostbite, I will tell you something about your great wife... You know while you were on the road trying to earn an honest living for your family... Your great wife was cheating on you...
[Frostbite is really confused...]
Voice: I actually know the guy she was cheating with... You what to know you?
Frostbite: What in the hell are you talking about?
Voice: She was cheating on you with --- ME!!!
[Frostbite’s blood is boiling over...]
TM: Dear God, what in the hell does he have against Frostbite...
Voice: I know you are going to stand there and say that I am a lying piece of crap... Your lovely Rebecca wouldn't do such a thing... Why don't you ask her best friend, Rachael, she will tell you the truth?
JT: This guy is going too far...
Voice: But we will never know because, Rebecca is in the ground and she took the secret of my identity with her... Her friend well she is half way around the world and not even I know where she is at...
[The masked man reaches down and pulls a black spray can up...]
Voice: You know what Frostbite... We need to add something else to this tombstone don't you think?
Frostbite: Don't do it...
[The masked man shakes the can as he spray paints something on the tombstone...]
TM: I don't believe this...
[He finishes as he steps back for the camera to see... The camera blurs what the mask man put on the tombstone, only the people in the arena and Frostbite can see...]
Voice: I think that was only fitting Frostbite...
Frostbite: YOU SON OF A BLEEP!!!
Voice: This can all have been avoided if you had left the company... I know that we can beat on you all day long and you will get up and come after us... I thought if he can't beat you physically, then why not mentally... I bet it is killing you right now that your wife was a --
Frostbite: I am going to get you if it the last thing, I ever do...
Voice: Frostbite, I am going to hold you to your very words... Because, trust me... It will be the last thing that you ever do... Until later...
[Frostbite races up the aisle and out of your sight...]
JT: I just don't want to say right now...
TM: If the whole point was getting into Frostbite's head well I think he did his job...
JT: Do you think he was telling the truth about Frostbite's wife?
TM: I don't know...
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Backstage:
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[We open to Dexter Payne, standing backstage with Mandy and Kimberly McGraff, both of whom have beautiful, if not a little ditzy, smiles on their faces... Dexter looks at the two of them, as their glassy eyed stare at him doesn’t seem to improve his mood, and shakes his head with a sigh...]
Mandy: We’re standing here with Dexter Payne, one of the IXWA’s newest recruits...
Kimberly: You’ve certainly made quite a splash since debuting in the IXWA, but last week you suffered your first loss at the hands of Caleb Foley... Some people are saying that you didn’t seem like yourself during the match and that maybe you’re just a fluke - how do you respond to that?
[Dexter puts a hand to the bridge of his nose, massaging as if the very sound of the girls’ voices is giving him a headache, and pauses...]
Dexter: How do I respond? How do I RESPOND? For the past week, do you know what I’ve heard? “Dexter Payne lost... Dexter’s a loser... Dexter’s not going to make it... Dexter Payne is just a flash in the pan...”
[He chuckles...]
Dexter: Thing is all those voices, all those things they said about me - they’re all right...
[Both Mandy and Kimberly look shocked, but before they can say anything, Dexter cuts them off with a black nailed finger to both of their lips...]
Dexter: Ok, ok, I’ll admit it... Dexter Payne wasn’t himself last week... I lost... I was the loser... I didn’t make it... But what I AM NOT is a flash in the pan... That would be something you could say about some rookie newcomer who’s cheated his way into a couple of marks in the win column, but not me... Not now, not ever...
Caleb Foley, you were just simply the better man... You beat a guy with a mind that was elsewhere, on things that are - quite honestly, more important than you... The sad reality is that in many years from now, when people think back into the glory days of wrestling history, there’s going to be one of our names that people continually remember, and I promise you that it’s not Caleb Foley...
[His eyes glint, that familiar, sadistic smirk crossing his lips...]
Unless, that is, if you count how they are going to talk about what I’m going to do to you...
Mandy: What are you talking about?
[Dexter shakes his head, his voice taking on a slight lilt, like when someone talks to a puppy, or a small child...]
Dexter: Mandy, surely even you and Kimberly can understand this: whether I was mentally all there or not, Caleb Foley cost me my shot at glory here in the IXWA, glory that will eventually achieve, but deferred glory nonetheless... And people who cost me chances - well, let’s just say things don’t go well for them... If you want proof, Foley, just go ask Lone Wolf, if you could ever find him... Ask Spooky Doom... Ask Blankman... Ask Damian Payne... Where are they?!!!
I’ll tell you where they are - NOWHERE... They are exactly where I put them, either out of commission or at the bottom of the list, where they belong!!!
[Dexter’s face is flushed, showing a bit of emotion for the first time...]
Tonight, when Jack Williams and I step in the ring with you, you can bring Mike Gionet with you, but trust me, I’m going to be locked onto you like a guided missile, and I will break you... It’s not if, it’s when... When I choose, how I choose, and why I choose... I WILL make an example out of you tonight – and you will experience the true meaning of Payne and Violence...
Now, ladies, if you’ll excuse me... I need to find a place where I don’t have to hear your voices anymore...
[With that, he strides away, leaving a visibly offended Mandy and Kimberly behind him as the scene fades away...]
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Ringside:
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TM: Time now for a tag team match – where if Dexter Payne and the current Extreme Warrior champion- Jack Williams win, they may get a future shot at the IXWA Extreme Tag Team Championships...
JT: If he did – and he won – Williams would have to decide which was the most important to him... Which belt would he like to keep?
TM: Let’s get the intros from Joey...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This tag team contest is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first...
[The crowd roars as every light in the auditorium cuts out at once... On the screen in black and white, a man in a trench coat is seen walking toward the end of a pier, his footfalls echoing loudly through the arena... Ahead of him stands another man, dressed exactly as the first, and as he reaches the end of the pier, he puts a gun to the second man’s head, the light from above falling just so that we can see a smirk and a pierced lip, and then pulls the trigger... Now dead, the man falls backward off the pier, light catching his face to reveal the fact that it’s the same as the shooters, and as he hits the water the music kicks in with the first lines as the name Dexter Payne appears in ripped blue lettering through the water as the body sinks to the depths...]
“I'm not the only one who can't see why it crossed your mind
I see your life and death reduce into a product line
It's not enough to see you speaking through the blindest of eyes
The same dead, cold breath is reducing mine”
[The curtain parts and out steps the man, taking a moment with a tilted head to look around the crowd, basking in the roar that comes with his reveal... The lights come up, tinting the entire arena blue...]
“I can't see why, why
You're not a saint, you're a thief
You can't deny, deny
It's all a ploy underneath...”
SJD: Hailing from Nashville, TN and weighing in at 225lbs... Dexter Paaaaaaaaaaayyynee!!!
[His arms rise, gesturing to the crowd, waving them on in their reaction... He turns his head, lights reflecting off the mirrored frames of his sunglasses, and with a quick tuck of his blue tinted hair behind his ears, he begins to head to the ring...]
“All I've seen (you better learn to keep your face under the dark)
All I need (wake up and feel the blood escape your heart)
Your disease (for every word that you devalue and mistake)
I can't breathe (for every soul you nauseate with what you say)”
[He stops at the ring apron, looking around again, and then lazily rolls into the ring, rising to a kneeling position in the center of the ring, with arms outstretched toward the sky...]
“You've brought this verdict on yourself (before we ever had a chance)
I hope you cry for the one's you've lost...
You built this burden when you fell (you know we never took a glance)
I hope it's worth all the blood it cost...”
[Dexter rises to his feet, taking a nearby turnbuckle and staring out the crowd with arms spread wide, before turning and dropping to his feet on the mat...]
SJD: And his partner...
[The opening chords to “Violence Fetish” by Disturbed wail... After the opening few lines and guitar interlude, Williams emerges... He walks out slowly, surveying the crowd... He salutes them by raising his axe handle, Ole’ Hickory into the air in one hand and the IXWA Extreme Warrior Championship in the other... He then points Ole' Hickory at his opponent in the ring...]
SJD: Hailing from San Antonio, Texas and weighing in at 280 pounds... He is the IXWA Extreme Warrior champion... He is “Random Violence” Jaaaaaaack Williaaaaaaaaaaaaaams!!!
[Williams deliberately makes his way to the ring and slides under the bottom rope... He then ascends the near turnbuckle and scales it to the middle turnbuckle... He again salutes the crowd with the axe handle before jumping off the turnbuckle and handing both Ole' Hickory and the championship belt to the referee...]
SJD: Their opponents...
["Loyal to No-One" by The Dropkick Murphy's plays over the PA as the arena goes completely silent...]
I first meet this man at the Cammen street Tracks
In no shape for success headed nowhere to fast
He may have been someone once by the sound of his call
Now he answers to no one
NO-ONE AT ALL!!!
We all die alone, he shouted as he passed
With no sense of regret, see he never looked back
Though his pride was wounded, his ego was strong
Yea that was his Trouble and this is his Song
You said we die alone; in this case you were right
No friends by your side or family in sight
There'll be no talking your way out this time
So don't count the cash cause you leave it behind
[A hooded man stands at the entrance just bouncing to the beat of the music... His head is down so his face is completely covered... The man lifts up his head to reveal that it is none other Caleb Foley and the crowd has absolutely exploded now with cheers... Caleb pulls the hood off his head and reveals a new hairstyle his reddish hair completely slicked back and a full red beard with a black goatee... Caleb begins to walk down the entrance when he stops; he bends down and pounds his knuckles to the ground and his points up to the sky as a huge pyro display goes off!!! Foley continues to walk down to the ring as the fans are chanting his name but seems not to really be interacting with them as much as his once did... Foley is looking in the ring and he seems to mean business... Foley slides underneath the bottom rope and begins to stretch against the ropes...]
SJD: FROM DUBLIN, IRELAND, STANDING 6 FOOT 1 AND WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY POUNDS, HE IS ONE HALF OF THE IXWA EXTREME TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS - THIS IS
THE CELTIC CRIPPLER...
CALEB FOLEY!!!
[FACE POP!!!]
SJD: His partner...
[As Rise Against's "Satellite" begins with its power chords, the handsome young Mike Gionet sprints into view... He's got a blue and white color scheme going on - teal half tights, white boots, and his elbow and knee pads in a much darker navy blue to contrast with the tights... Gionet's obvious enthusiasm as he makes a quick entrance gets the crowd excited as well, Mike taking time to slap a couple of hands before he has to head down the ramp and dive under the bottom rope into the ring...]
SJD: From Hawthorne, California and weighing in at 196 pounds... He is one half of the IXWA Extreme Tag Team champions - Mike Gionet!!!
[He leaps to his feet, smiling, and runs to one of the corners, facing the entrance while he pumps his fists and mentally prepares...]
TM: Let's get this match underway...
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 11, 2014:
Non-title match:
"Random Violence" Jack Williams & Dexter Payne
Vs "Celtic Crippler" Caleb Foley & Mike Gionet
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Jack Williams hits a piledriver on Mike Gionet...
The crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Jack Williams and Dexter Payne whip Mike Gionet into the ropes...
They hit Mike Gionet with a double kick to the midsection...
Dexter Payne executes a DDT on Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams nails Mike Gionet with a flying kneedrop...
Jack Williams is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
Jack Williams takes Mike Gionet down with a flying axhandle...
Dexter Payne enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Jack Williams and Dexter Payne hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Jack Williams and Dexter Payne hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Jack Williams and Dexter Payne hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
Jack Williams throws Mike Gionet out of the ring...
Mike Gionet hangs on to the top rope...
Mike Gionet pulls himself back in...
Mike Gionet nails Jack Williams with a flying forearm...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Gionet hits a drop toe hold on Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet is going for the cover...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Mike Gionet goes for a hiptoss, but Jack Williams counters it with a lariat...
Jack Williams further incites the crowd...
In turn, Mike Gionet counters it with a Fujiwara armbar...
Jack Williams is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Jack Williams grabs the ropes after being trapped for 19 seconds...
Caleb Foley enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Mike Gionet and Caleb Foley hit Jack Williams with a double leg lariat...
Caleb Foley leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet locks Jack Williams in a wristlock...
Jack Williams breaks the hold after 14 seconds...
Jack Williams executes a series of punches on Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams whips Mike Gionet into the ropes, but Mike Gionet reverses it...
Mike Gionet hits Jack Williams with a kick...
Mike Gionet runs into the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Mike Gionet with a shoulderblock...
Jack Williams tags out to Dexter Payne...
Dexter Payne and Jack Williams hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Caleb Foley enters the ring, but gets cut off...
Dexter Payne and Jack Williams whip Mike Gionet into the ropes...
They hit Mike Gionet with a double clothesline...
Jack Williams leaves the ring...
Dexter Payne hits Mike Gionet with a frog splash...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Dexter Payne takes Mike Gionet down with a handspring elbow...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Dexter Payne whips Mike Gionet into the ropes...
Mike Gionet misses with an elbow...
Mike Gionet misses with a kick...
Mike Gionet misses with a kick...
Dexter Payne hits Mike Gionet with an elbow...
Dexter Payne hits a backdrop driver on Mike Gionet...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Dexter Payne executes the Ashes and Ashes on Mike Gionet...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Dexter Payne goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up...
Dexter Payne goes for a springboard moonsault, but Mike Gionet rolls out of the way...
Mike Gionet is going for the cover...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, shoulder up...
Mike Gionet sends Dexter Payne into the turnbuckle, but Dexter Payne reverses it...
Dexter Payne nails Mike Gionet with a fisherman buster...
Dexter Payne is going for the cover...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Dexter Payne uses a flying forearm on Mike Gionet...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Dexter Payne runs into the ropes...
Dexter Payne hits Mike Gionet with an elbow...
Dexter Payne goes for a flying spinning leg lariat, but Mike Gionet ducks out of the way...
Mike Gionet goes for a headlock takedown, but Dexter Payne throws him off...
Dexter Payne whips Mike Gionet into the ropes...
Mike Gionet hits Dexter Payne with a clothesline...
Mike Gionet whips Dexter Payne into the ropes, but Dexter Payne reverses it...
Dexter Payne executes a dropsault on Mike Gionet...
Dexter Payne takes Mike Gionet down with a flying lariat...
Dexter Payne hits a flying forearm on Mike Gionet...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Jack Williams enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Caleb Foley enters the ring and lays out Jack Williams...
Caleb Foley nails Dexter Payne with a roundhouse kick...
There are lots of chants for Caleb Foley...
Mike Gionet takes Dexter Payne down with a backslide...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Caleb Foley leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet uses a swinging neckbreaker on Dexter Payne...
A small "Mike Gionet" chant is being started...
Mike Gionet tags out to Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet whip Dexter Payne into the ropes...
They hit Dexter Payne with a double clothesline...
Mike Gionet leaves the ring...
Caleb Foley goes for a roundhouse kick, but Dexter Payne counters it with a cradle suplex...
Dexter Payne nails Caleb Foley with a frog splash...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Dexter Payne attempts to place Caleb Foley on the turnbuckle, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Dexter Payne tags out to Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet enters the ring and lays out Dexter Payne...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet hit Jack Williams with a double knifehand chop...
Mike Gionet leaves the ring...
Caleb Foley takes Jack Williams down with a knifehand chop...
Caleb Foley goes for an abdominal stretch, but Jack Williams counters it with a hiptoss...
Dexter Payne enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Dexter Payne goes for a roundhouse kick, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet goes for a monkey flip, but Dexter Payne blocks it...
Dexter Payne throws Mike Gionet out of the ring...
Mike Gionet hangs on to the top rope...
Mike Gionet clutches his legs around Dexter Payne's head...
Mike Gionet pulls Dexter Payne out of the ring...
Mike Gionet slides back in under the bottom rope...
Mike Gionet jumps onto him with a plancha...
Mike Gionet takes Dexter Payne down with a brainbuster...
Dana Riggelman counts: 1...
Dana Riggelman counts: 2...
Mike Gionet takes Dexter Payne down with a DDT...
Mike Gionet executes a brainbuster on Dexter Payne...
Dana Riggelman counts: 3...
Mike Gionet knocks Dexter Payne into the ringpost...
Dana Riggelman counts: 4...
Mike Gionet shoves Dexter Payne into the guardrail...
Mike Gionet whips Dexter Payne into the guardrail...
Mike Gionet nails Dexter Payne with a release tiger suplex...
Dana Riggelman counts: 5...
Mike Gionet throws Dexter Payne into the guardrail...
Mike Gionet nails Dexter Payne with a brainbuster...
Dana Riggelman counts: 6...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Dana Riggelman counts: 7...
Jack Williams comes over to make it two-on-one...
Dexter Payne and Jack Williams hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Dexter Payne whips Mike Gionet into the guardrail...
Dexter Payne uses a flying forearm on Mike Gionet...
Dexter Payne runs Mike Gionet into the ringsteps...
Dexter Payne goes for a backdrop driver, but Mike Gionet counters it with a backward kick...
A small "Mike Gionet" chant is being started...
Dana Riggelman counts: 8...
Mike Gionet gets back into the ring...
Dexter Payne rolls back in under the bottom rope...
Dexter Payne brings the table into the ring...
Dexter Payne catches Mike Gionet totally by surprise...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Dexter Payne executes the Ashes and Ashes on Mike Gionet...
The crowd is booing Dexter Payne...
Dexter Payne goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up...
Dexter Payne sets up Mike Gionet on the table...
Dexter Payne tries to drive Mike Gionet through the table with a springboard moonsault, but he moves out of the way...
The table is broken in half...
Mike Gionet goes for a release tiger suplex, but Dexter Payne counters it with a backward kick...
Dexter Payne takes Mike Gionet down with a sleeperhold reverse mat slam...
Dexter Payne is going for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Dexter Payne takes Mike Gionet down with a series of stomps in the corner...
Jack Williams enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Caleb Foley enters the ring and throws Jack Williams out of the ring...
Caleb Foley has the crowd going wild...
Mike Gionet and Caleb Foley hit Dexter Payne with a double snap suplex...
Caleb Foley leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet uses a leg lariat on Dexter Payne...
Mike Gionet is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Mike Gionet executes an enzuigiri on Dexter Payne...
Mike Gionet hits a monkey flip on Dexter Payne...
Mike Gionet climbs to the top turnbuckle, but Dexter Payne throws him to the mat...
Dexter Payne tags out to Jack Williams...
Jack Williams and Dexter Payne hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Dexter Payne sets up Mike Gionet on the turnbuckle...
Dexter Payne uses a superplex on Mike Gionet...
A fan at ringside badmouths Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams takes Mike Gionet down with a flying axhandle...
Jack Williams and Dexter Payne whip Mike Gionet into the ropes...
They hit Mike Gionet with a double backdrop...
Dexter Payne takes Mike Gionet down with a spinning back suplex...
Dexter Payne is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Jack Williams takes Mike Gionet down with a flying kneedrop...
Jack Williams further incites the crowd...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
Jack Williams executes a low blow on Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams hits Mike Gionet with a backward kick...
Jack Williams punches Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams further incites the crowd...
Jack Williams chops Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams hits a sitout powerbomb on Mike Gionet...
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable...
Dexter Payne enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Dexter Payne hits Mike Gionet with a DDT...
Jack Williams goes for a flying fistdrop, but Mike Gionet counters it with a fist to the midsection...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet takes Jack Williams down with a spinning neckbreaker...
Mike Gionet goes for a jab, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Jack Williams chops Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams is being booed out of the building...
Mike Gionet chops Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Mike Gionet kicks Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Mike Gionet punches Jack Williams...
The crowd is cheering on Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams hits Mike Gionet...
The crowd is vociferously booing Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet punches Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Mike Gionet chops Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Mike Gionet executes a swinging neckbreaker on Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet takes Jack Williams down with a Russian legsweep...
Mike Gionet tags out to Caleb Foley...
Dexter Payne enters the ring, but gets cut off...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet whip Jack Williams into the ropes...
They hit Jack Williams with a double elbowsmash...
Mike Gionet leaves the ring...
Caleb Foley runs into the ropes...
Caleb Foley goes for a spear, but Jack Williams side-steps and Caleb Foley only hits air...
Jack Williams uses a flying kneedrop on Caleb Foley...
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable...
Jack Williams runs into the ropes...
Caleb Foley misses with a shoulderblock...
Caleb Foley hits Jack Williams with a clothesline...
Caleb Foley attempts to place Jack Williams on the turnbuckle, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Caleb Foley chops Jack Williams...
The crowd is going crazy...
Caleb Foley hits Jack Williams...
Caleb Foley hits Jack Williams with a backbreaker...
The crowd is going crazy...
Caleb Foley hits Jack Williams with a kneedrop...
Caleb Foley gets a half Boston on Jack Williams...
Jack Williams is struggling to reach the ropes...
Jack Williams makes it to the ropes after being trapped for 10 seconds...
Caleb Foley hits a hiptoss on Jack Williams...
Caleb Foley whips Jack Williams into the ropes...
Jack Williams misses with a clothesline...
Caleb Foley hits Jack Williams with a clothesline...
Caleb Foley hits Jack Williams with a roundhouse kick...
Caleb Foley has the crowd going wild...
Caleb Foley executes the Irish Blessing on Jack Williams...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Caleb Foley uses a snap suplex on Jack Williams...
Caleb Foley runs into the ropes...
Caleb Foley misses with a clothesline...
Jack Williams hits Caleb Foley with a punch...
Jack Williams tags out to Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but Caleb Foley counters it with a side suplex...
Jack Williams leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet hits Jack Williams with a hiptoss...
Mike Gionet hits Jack Williams with a flying forearm...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Gionet takes Jack Williams down with a spinning neckbreaker...
The crowd is cheering on Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet is going for the cover...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Gionet executes a swinging neckbreaker on Jack Williams...
The crowd is cheering on Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet takes Jack Williams down with a jab...
Caleb Foley enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Mike Gionet and Caleb Foley whip Jack Williams into the ropes...
They hit Jack Williams with a double kick to the midsection...
Caleb Foley leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet takes Jack Williams down with a kneedrop...
Mike Gionet goes for a leg lariat, but Jack Williams ducks out of the way...
Jack Williams executes the Violent End on Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams is being booed out of the building...
Jack Williams goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Jack Williams complains about a slow count...
Jack Williams tags out to Dexter Payne...
Dexter Payne takes Mike Gionet down with a forearm smash...
Dexter Payne executes the Ashes and Ashes on Mike Gionet...
Dexter Payne goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, three...
A fan at ringside badmouths Dexter Payne...
SJD: The winners of the match – Jack Williams and Dexter Payne!!!
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Winners: Jack Williams and Dexter Payne
Time of match: 0:14:57
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[The crowd is on their feet, and in the midst of the commotion, it’s easy not to see Dexter Payne sneaking up behind Caleb Foley, a wicked gleam in his eye... Without warning, he grabs Foley by the shoulder and spins him around, drilling his boot right into his stomach and grabbing a handful of his hair as he doubles over...]
TM: What in the world?
JT: He told him, Tony!!! Dexter Payne warned Foley earlier that he was going to break him!!!
[In the ring, Dexter slams a knee into the gut of Foley, which drops him to one knee... With a hand still twisted into his hair, Payne gets Foley to his feet, pushing him back into the corner... Another knee to his gut causes Foley to slump into the corner, and now the crowd starts to boo as Dexter starts stomping away at Foley, absolutely wearing him out... As Foley falls into a sitting position Payne begins to scream at him “I TOLD YOU!!! I TOLD YOU!!!”...]
TM: This is too much!!! He’s just brutalizing him!!!
[The official crosses the ring to Payne to try and get him away from Foley but as he touches Dexter, he quickly whirls around and forcefully pushes him across the ring, sending the ref onto his ass as the crowd now begins to boo louder... Payne looks at them for a moment, then slides out of the ring and grabs a nearby chair, folding it up before sliding back into the ring and propping it up against Foley in the corner...]
TM: Oh no...
JT: Now THIS is what I like to see!!! Here’s a side of Dexter Payne I just KNEW was there but we hadn’t seen yet!!!
TM: You mean the “spoiled brat who didn’t get his way so now he’s throwing a temper tantrum” side?
JT: Just hush and pass the popcorn, Monroe!!!
[With blinding speed, Dexter bounces off the ropes and rushes toward Foley, leaping into the air with all the momentum he’s gathered, and then plants a HUGE hesitation dropkick right into the face of Foley, which causes the chair to bend from the force!!!...]
Crowd: Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
[Standing up, Dexter raises his arms to the side as the crowd stands in both a mixture of admiration and contempt for this man who has just destroyed Caleb Foley, a huge grin spreading across his face as he turns, drinking in the sea of mixed reaction and flying trash that is now on it’s way to the ring... Foley slumps over in the corner, and Dexter turns to him, offering a simple shrug before dusting off his hands and shoulders and then sliding out of the ring, just as more officials and staff rush out from the back to check on Foley...]
TM: Dexter Payne with a simply despicable act on Caleb Foley, a man who just a week ago got a well-earned victory over Payne...
JT: Well earned, my ass!!! Payne said himself he wasn’t all there for that match and you and I both know that when he’s on, HE’S ON... Tonight just proved that, big time!!! Props to ya, kid!!! I’d have done the same thing!!!
TM: I’m sure you would have, Justin... Officials in the ring are now checking on Caleb Foley, who seems to be alright, if not a little dazed... Let’s go backstage now to Mandy and Kimberly, who are standing by...]
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[Two young men are throwing around “the pigskin” in a park somewhere... Then one of them catches the ball and tosses it to the ground as he starts to stumble around before collapsing on the ground...]
Guy #1: Dude, I’m getting so thirsty and tired...
[His buddy comes in to view...]
Guy #2: Well it looks like some one needs to slurp a BURP-A-LURP™...
Horrible singing: BUUUUUUUUURRRRP-A-LUUUUUUUUURRRRP™™™!!!
[Guy #2 stands over top of the first man who is lying motionless on the ground... He holds a two litre bottle filled with some questionable, horrible tasting red solution...]
Guy #2: IT’S A RESCUE MISSION!!!
[And with that, Guy #2 proceeds to dump the entire two litres of ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ on his friend’s face!!! Then we have close up the first guy looking like he has then jumped right back up off the ground...]
Guy #1: I FEEL SOOOOOOOOO REINVIGORATED!!!
[Then we cut to the ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ cola logo...]
Off screen voice: BURP-A-LURP™!!! It puts the (belching ‘urp‘ noise) in burp!!!
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Backstage:
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[Mandy and Kimberly McGraff walk into the locker room of the 24 Hour Man... They are stopped by Ric's valet and wife Val Beauty... She looks the girls up and down...]
VB: The camera guy can come in but you two have to stay out here... Ric doesn't need anyone to ask him questions...
[Mandy and Kimberly shrug and Val leads the camera man farther into the locker room, they walk up to Ric Beauty who is getting ready for the start of his climb to the top of the IXWA mountain... Ric sees the camera and cracks his neck and begins...]
RB: Tonight is the night!!! Tonight the IXWA goes BIG TIME!!! Tonight the eyes of the world are on the IXWA and tonight the world waits to find out... How long did it take for Ric Beauty to defeat Earl Bradshaw!!!
[Ric licks his lips...]
RB: Yeah I said how long, because there isn't a question as to who is winning this match!!! I came here to dominate this tournament and then the IXWA... Earl Bradshaw will be the footnote to the history lesson of Ric Beauty in the IXWA... He is the answer to the question "Who did Ric defeat first?"
Earl Bradshaw, I know you think you are something... And I am sure you are a great tag team wrestler, you know a wrestler who needs another wrestler to help him...
Like Caleb Foley...
[Ric enjoys himself for a moment...]
Bradshaw, walk down that aisle tonight... And soak it all in, because you have the privilege of being in a match with Ric Beauty...
The Twenty Four Hour Man!!!
This is a night you will never forget...
This is a night no one in the IXWA will ever forget!!!
[Ric poses for the camera...]
Get your cameras ready folks!!! It's TWENTY FOUR HOUR TIME!!!
[Ric walks past the camera; Val flicks her hair and follows him...]
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Ringside:
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TM: Some not so quiet confidence there from newcomer Ric Beauty...
JT: Hardly a newcomer... He’s been wrestling for years and his trophy cabinet is quite impressive...
TM: Over to Joey for the introductions for the next match...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a qualifying match for the 2014 Survival of the Fittest tournament... Introducing first...
[The opening refrain of "A Country Boy Can Survive" blares over the house PA as Joey and Earl Bradshaw make their way to the ring... Both men, dressed in their usual attire of sleeveless t-shirts and baggy cutoffs, slowly stalk towards the ring while shouting insults...]
SJD: Hailing from Cottondale, Florida and weighing in at 243 pounds... Joey Bradshaw...
[Earl climbs through the ropes and bounces off the ropes a few times... As the music fades Earl goes to his corner to confer with Joey...]
SJD: His opponent...
["O Fortuna" fills the air and the 24 Hour Man, Ric Beauty steps onto the stage and in an instant owns it... He eyes the crowd before taking the walk to the ring followed by his wife, Val... Ric slides into the ring and surveys the audience...]
SJD: Ladies and gentlemen, weighing in at 245 pounds and hailing from LAS VEGAS NEVADA, the TWENTY FOUR HOUR MAN...
... RIC BEAUTY!!!
[Ric smiles and moves into his corner...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 11, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest qualifying match:
Ric Beauty Vs Earl Bradshaw
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Ric Beauty puts Earl Bradshaw in a sleeperhold...
Earl Bradshaw manages to grab the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds...
Ric Beauty takes Earl Bradshaw down with a snap suplex...
Ric Beauty throws Earl Bradshaw into the turnbuckle...
Ric Beauty runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Earl Bradshaw lifts his knee...
Earl Bradshaw takes Ric Beauty down with a fisherman suplex...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty with a spinwheel kick...
Earl Bradshaw hits a baseball slide on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw takes Ric Beauty down with a dropsault...
Earl Bradshaw leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Earl Bradshaw sets up the chair...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a cradle piledriver, but Ric Beauty counters it with a small package...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ric Beauty goes for an abdominal stretch, but Earl Bradshaw reverses it...
Ric Beauty is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Ric Beauty manages to grab the ropes after being locked up for 6 seconds...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a cradle piledriver, but Ric Beauty counters it with a backdrop...
Ric Beauty puts Earl Bradshaw in an abdominal stretch...
Earl Bradshaw is struggling to reach the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Earl Bradshaw inches his way towards the ropes after being trapped for 20 seconds...
Ric Beauty throws Earl Bradshaw out of the ring...
Earl Bradshaw hangs on to the top rope...
Earl Bradshaw pulls himself back in...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson removes the chair from the ring...
Earl Bradshaw chops Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Ric Beauty chops Earl Bradshaw...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw uses a fisherman buster on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw nails Ric Beauty with a double underhook powerbomb...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a roundhouse kick, but Ric Beauty counters it with a legsweep...
Ric Beauty whips Earl Bradshaw into the turnbuckle...
Ric Beauty whips Earl Bradshaw into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw misses with a clothesline...
Earl Bradshaw misses with an elbow...
Ric Beauty misses with an elbow...
Ric Beauty goes for a backbreaker, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a facerake...
Earl Bradshaw uses a moonsault bodyblock on Ric Beauty...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw misses with a kick...
Earl Bradshaw misses with an elbow...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a flip piledriver, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Ric Beauty punches Earl Bradshaw...
The crowd is cheering on Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty chops Earl Bradshaw...
The crowd is cheering on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw punches Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw kicks Ric Beauty...
The crowd is booing Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty kicks Earl Bradshaw...
The crowd is really behind Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty punches Earl Bradshaw...
There are lots of chants for Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw kicks Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty kicks Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Ric Beauty hits Earl Bradshaw with a gutwrench suplex...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ric Beauty nails Earl Bradshaw with a drop toe hold...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a spinwheel kick, but Ric Beauty ducks out of the way...
Ric Beauty throws Earl Bradshaw out of the ring...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: one, two, Earl Bradshaw reenters the ring
Ric Beauty takes Earl Bradshaw down with a head and arm suplex...
There are lots of chants for Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty goes for a hiptoss, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a cradle suplex...
Earl Bradshaw is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Earl Bradshaw goes for an electric chair drop, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Ric Beauty goes for an arm wringer, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a kneelift...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a baseball slide, but Ric Beauty counters it with a leapfrog...
In turn, Earl Bradshaw counters it with a cross-body block...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Earl Bradshaw uses spinning headscissors on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw is being booed like there is no tomorrow...
Earl Bradshaw hits a flip piledriver on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw further incites the crowd...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a spear, but Ric Beauty counters it with a kneelift...
Ric Beauty hits a vertical suplex on Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty hits Earl Bradshaw with a back suplex...
Ric Beauty catches Earl Bradshaw in a figure-four leglock...
Earl Bradshaw tries to escape the hold...
Earl Bradshaw breaks the hold after 6 seconds...
Earl Bradshaw chops Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw further incites the crowd...
Ric Beauty punches Earl Bradshaw...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a sleeperhold reverse mat slam, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Ric Beauty throws Earl Bradshaw out of the ring...
Earl Bradshaw hangs on to the top rope for dear life...
Ric Beauty notices Earl Bradshaw hanging on and knees Earl Bradshaw in the back...
Ric Beauty goes through the ropes...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: 1...
Ric Beauty gets back into the ring...
Earl Bradshaw rolls back in under the bottom rope...
Ric Beauty takes Earl Bradshaw down with a gutwrench suplex...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Ric Beauty executes an arm wringer on Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty executes a headlock takedown on Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Ric Beauty takes Earl Bradshaw down with a fireman's carry takedown...
Ric Beauty takes Earl Bradshaw down with a slingshot suplex...
The crowd is really behind Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty executes a backdrop on Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a spear, but Ric Beauty side-steps and Earl Bradshaw only hits air...
Ric Beauty has the crowd going wild...
Ric Beauty attempts to place Earl Bradshaw on the turnbuckle, but Earl Bradshaw blocks it...
Ric Beauty uses a European uppercut on Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty sets up Earl Bradshaw on the turnbuckle...
Ric Beauty uses a belly-to-belly superplex on Earl Bradshaw...
The crowd is behind Ric Beauty all the way...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw and Ric Beauty get hit with a double clothesline...
Earl Bradshaw whips Ric Beauty into the ropes...
Ric Beauty hits Earl Bradshaw with a kick...
Ric Beauty whips Earl Bradshaw into the ropes, but Earl Bradshaw reverses it...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty with a shoulderblock...
Earl Bradshaw nails Ric Beauty with a swanton bomb...
Earl Bradshaw further incites the crowd...
Earl Bradshaw leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Earl Bradshaw runs into the ropes and springs off the chair...
Earl Bradshaw takes Ric Beauty down with spinning headscissors...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a sleeperhold reverse mat slam, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw uses a spin kick on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw uses a spear on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a handspring moonsault, but Ric Beauty gets his knees up...
Ric Beauty executes a head and arm suplex on Earl Bradshaw...
The crowd is behind Ric Beauty all the way...
Ric Beauty nails Earl Bradshaw with a snap suplex...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty with a kick...
Earl Bradshaw attempts to place Ric Beauty on the turnbuckle, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Earl Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty with a kick...
Earl Bradshaw sends Ric Beauty into the turnbuckle...
Earl Bradshaw charges in with a handspring elbow...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson removes the chair from the ring...
Earl Bradshaw whips Ric Beauty into the ropes, but Ric Beauty reverses it...
Earl Bradshaw misses with an elbow...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a flying forearm, but Ric Beauty ducks out of the way...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Ric Beauty hits Earl Bradshaw with a kick...
Ric Beauty places Earl Bradshaw on the turnbuckle...
Ric Beauty hits a belly-to-belly superplex on Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty hits Earl Bradshaw with an arm wringer...
Ric Beauty punches Earl Bradshaw...
The crowd is giving Ric Beauty a standing ovation...
Ric Beauty chops Earl Bradshaw...
Earl Bradshaw chops Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw punches Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Earl Bradshaw sets up the chair...
Earl Bradshaw takes Ric Beauty down with a flying reverse neckbreaker onto the chair...
Earl Bradshaw is going for the pin...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw executes a spear on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw whips Ric Beauty into the turnbuckle...
Ric Beauty comes back and rocks Earl Bradshaw with an elbow...
Ric Beauty throws Earl Bradshaw out of the ring...
Earl Bradshaw hangs on to the top rope...
Earl Bradshaw slides back in under the bottom rope...
Earl Bradshaw uses a dropsault on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw executes a springboard armdrag on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw whips Ric Beauty into the ropes, but Ric Beauty reverses it...
Ric Beauty hits Earl Bradshaw with an elbow...
Ric Beauty goes for a front facelock, but Earl Bradshaw blocks it...
Earl Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw hits a baseball slide on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw whips Ric Beauty into the ropes, but Ric Beauty reverses it...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty with a Huracanrana...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw throws "Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson into the ringpost...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson is out cold...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson shakes off the pain...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson disqualifies Earl Bradshaw...
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Ric Beauty...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing in the Survival of the Fittest tournament – Ric Beauty!!!
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Winner: Ric Beauty
Time of match: 0:11:39
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TM: That’s why he was confident I imagine...
JT: Certainly proved that he has what it takes to go in the IXWA... I am expecting good things from him in the future...
TM: And now I think we are going to hear from one of our other newcomers...
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Backstage:
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[Cutting backstage, we find "The Perfect Gentleman" Edgar Caspian leaning against a wall, talking incredibly closely to an uncomfortable Mandy... All body language suggests your IXWA reporter is incredibly uncomfortable with the British git's aggressive advances... Spider sense suggesting that the camera is on, Caspian jumps out of Mandy's personal space - striking a pose for the camera with one fluid gesture...]
Edgar Caspian: I am flattered by your propositions miss, but <putting a ring on his finger then holding it up for the camera> kindly respect the sanctity of my marriage!!!
Mandy <that's how you're going to play this>: Really?
Edgar Caspian <waving the ring in her face>: It would be uncouth of me to draw further attention to your unwanted appeals... And that would be... <striking a pose> NO WAY TO TREAT A LADY... <slithering back into her personal space> So let's talk of pleasanter things... <smiling at camera> They don't get much pleasanter looking than Henry...
Mandy: So Edgar you come to us wit----
Edgar Caspian <Believing that woman should be seen and not heard, though he'd never admit it, The Perfect Gentleman is quick to cut your intrepid reporter off>: Who is Henry? That's like asking why the sky is blue... Henry is a man who needs no introduction... ... No, a real question is, what is IXWA? <puzzled, looks off camera> Do you know?
[Model turned wrestler turned model turned wrestling trainer turned unemployed model turned next IXWA champion, "Handsome" Henry Auster, saunters into frame with all the poise of a runway vixen... Mandy immediately moves towards the future Survival of the Fittest winner, drawn like a moth to the flame... Annoyed that the latest notch on his belt is drooling all over The Beautiful One, Caspian forces his way between the two...]
HENRY: Please Edgar, do I know? <coy smile> Knowing everything just comes naturally when you're this good looking...
Edgar Caspian: So what is an IX-WAH?
HENRY: Backwoods federation that only existed so I could turn life long jobber Jason Storm into a mini-celebrity; the last time our school was hurting for students... Why do you ask?
Edgar Caspian <waving at the camera>: ... Because that's where we are...
HENRY <flashing you viewers his pearly whites>: ... And a charming federation it is...
[Grabbing Caspian by the arm, the Breathtaking One drags him into the background for an animated conversation you're not supposed to hear...]
HENRY <loud whispering>: Just how bad is enrolment?!!!
Edgar Caspian: We're in this dive aren't we...
[The two stop, turn back to give Mandy a dirty look like she might be eves dropping then walk further into the background... Its a very spacious nondescript generic backstage setting... The conversation gets a little more animated, before a dejected Henry drags his wonderful feet back to the foreground...]
HENRY: I X W A... <looking at Caspian before fighting back tears and forcing a smile> It’s so great to be back home!!!
[Good news!!! Henry is once again the face of the company!!! In the background, Edgar Caspian once again tries to give Mandy his number... She slaps him... Before he can strike her back, we cut to ringside...]
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Ringside:
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TM: Henry Auster has come back to the IXWA and it looks like he means business...
JT: Not forgetting Chad Allen... He’s arrived in the IXWA too...
TM: Over to Joey for the introductions for the next match...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a qualifying match for the 2014 Survival of the Fittest tournament... Introducing first...
[You never realized how many women liked wrestling... Look at all these young girls... There sure are a lot of them... Too many... Its hard to see past them... Have you always been this short? "Marche Slave" by Tchaikovsky starts to pump over the PA system, at least you think it is, its hard to hear anything over the high pitched shreking... Where's the fire, ladies? The wall of estrogen crashes against the guardrail, obscuring the entrance way... Getting up on your tip toes, you try to make out the next competitor, who could it be?!!! Then the swooning starts... Girl after girl faints away, an army of them falling to the ground... The wave of limp bodies starts to wash towards you... This is like that movie that no one watched, you know, The Happening!!! Not wanting to be put under by asshole plants, you start to run away from the fainting girls in your direction... but its too late!!! As you glimpse the next competitor any thoughts of a heterosexual future fly out the window... Joey Diamond pulls a piece of paper from his pocket, shrugs an starts to read from it...]
SJD: Please put your grubby, chubby, and let’s not forget stubby, hands together in welcoming a vision of loveliness that needs no introduction!!!
What? He really doesn't...
[With that - Joey shrugs and puts the card back in his pocket as Henry Auster makes his way to the ring followed by Edgar Caspian...]
SJD: His opponent...
Cue: "Am I A Psycho" by Tech N9ne
SJD: Fighting out of Queens, New York City, New York and weighing in at 265 pounds... "Jester" Chad Allen
[Allen walks down to ringside and slides under the bottom rope and into the ring...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 11, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest qualifying match:
"Handsome" Henry Auster Vs "The Jester" Chad Allen
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
[No sooner has the bell rung than Edgar Caspian is in the ring, stomping away at the Jester... Realizing a camera is on him, "The Perfect Gentlemen" stops the assault, taking a few steps back from the bloodied clown - whistling in a misguided attempt at displaying his innocence... Before Allen can recover, Henry is on top of him - your Adonis scowls, livid at the thought of having ever appeared with the fat husk convulsing beneath him... The Beautiful One is shaking with rage... The bell continues to ring frantically, like management hopes they can annoy Henry into stopping his attack... Sliding out of the squared circle, Caspian starts to search under the ring for something...]
HENRY <gouging Jester's eyes>: You don't get it, do you clown? Why are you still here? WHAT DO YOU OFFER?!!!
[Having found his prize, Edgar Caspian slides a full length mirror under the bottom rope... Auster continues to throttle the unconscious Jester, while his partner sets the mirror up against the ropes... You think you've seen Henry's hands before... So flawless... He has definitely used them to model watches in magazine ads... Those hands could sell anything... As the camera moves in for a tight close-up, as he chokes Jester purple, you kind of want to choke Chad too... That's how convincing the hands are at sales!!!...]
HENRY <grumbling>: You weren't graced with much, Allen... Of all the ugly men in this business you certainly take the cake <hammering Jester's stomach> and don't let anyone else have any by the looks of it... You can't help being an ugly piece of crazy trash...
[The Dirty Rotten Gentlemen drag the unconscious Allen up to his feet... Catching sight of himself in the mirror, Henry stops to flex his pectoral muscles...]
HENRY <smiling at himself>: But looks aren't everything...
[Thinking that this might look like a double team - not the kind of fair play that a gentleman would advocate - Edgar leaves the Jester's bloodied husk for Henry to deal with...]
HENRY <propping Allen up while sneering at their reflection>: All this time... all these years... you could have developed as a character... Grown as a person... Become a little less shallow... People dare to call ME shallow, <hiss> but look at you!!! You've had all the time in the world to become pretty on the inside!!! Instead what are dealing with? A circus reject who turns into the incredible hulk when he gets cut? Where's the depth? The substance? ... And you call yourself fit...
[Piercing blue eyes shift from the unfortunate grotesque known as Jester to its own smoking hot form...]
HENRY: Survival of the fittest... You should have gone extinct a decade ago... Take some time to reflect on that... <turning to Edgar> You ready to risk seven years bad luck?
Edgar Caspian <playing dumb>: I have no idea what you're talking about...
[The Perfect Gentleman kicks the ropes behind him, knocking the mirror over... Taking one last look at himself with Allen, your Paragon of Perfection rams the Jester face first through the falling mirror... Glass shatters everywhere... You didn't think that Henry's body could glisten more, but the glass dust is picking up the light nicely... Jester lies on the canvas, twitching in a pool of his own blood... Edgar pretends to check on Allen like a decent human being would... Pretends...]
HENRY <striking a pose for the crowd>: Beauty is in the eye of the beholder... <looking down at Allen> And from where I'm standing, this piece of shit couldn't look any worse... <snort> Survival of the fittest indeed... Edgar, get that trash out of my ring!!!
Edgar Caspian <stops rubbing the glass into Allen's eyes when the camera is on him>: Don't worry friend, we'll take good care of you...
[Confident that the camera is once again off him, The Perfect Gentlemen starts to kick the unconscious Allen out of the ring... Meanwhile Henry strikes a few poses his fans - look at that body... No wonder he can cut lengthy interviews after matches without looking winded, he could go all night long!!! What a great man...]
TM: This is ridiculous... The referee is checking on Allen...
JT: It will take a bit more than that to keep "The Jester" down... The referee seems happy for the match to continue...
They lock up...
Henry Auster punches Chad Allen...
Chad Allen kicks Henry Auster...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Chad Allen...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Henry Auster...
Henry Auster chops Chad Allen...
Henry Auster is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Chad Allen kicks Henry Auster...
Chad Allen punches Henry Auster...
A portion of the crowd is booing Chad Allen...
Chad Allen catches Henry Auster in a side headlock...
Henry Auster is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Henry Auster makes it to the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds...
Chad Allen hits a fallaway slam on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Chad Allen goes for a Samoan Drop, but Henry Auster counters it with a crucifix...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Henry Auster uses a backdrop on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster sends Chad Allen into the turnbuckle...
Henry Auster nails Chad Allen with a low blow...
Henry Auster runs into the ropes...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a kick...
Henry Auster gets a front facelock on Chad Allen...
Chad Allen grabs the ropes after 5 seconds...
Henry Auster takes Chad Allen down with a knifehand chop...
Henry Auster uses a back suplex on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster runs into the ropes...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a shoulderblock...
Henry Auster uses a fireman's carry takedown on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster executes a European uppercut on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a head and arm suplex...
Henry Auster acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Henry Auster goes for an armdrag, but Chad Allen counters it with an armbar...
Henry Auster tries to escape the hold...
Henry Auster gets ahold of the ropes after 10 seconds...
Chad Allen chops Henry Auster...
Chad Allen acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster with a brainbuster...
Chad Allen is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Chad Allen runs into the ropes...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a clothesline...
Chad Allen falls out of the ring...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: one, two, three, Chad Allen reenters the ring...
Henry Auster sends Chad Allen into the turnbuckle...
Henry Auster uses a chop on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster hits a chop on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster attempts to place Chad Allen on the turnbuckle, but Chad Allen blocks it...
Henry Auster runs into the ropes...
Chad Allen misses with a clothesline...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a kick...
Henry Auster hits an armdrag on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster kicks Chad Allen...
Chad Allen punches Henry Auster...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster...
Chad Allen kicks Henry Auster...
Chad Allen nails Henry Auster with a powerbomb...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Chad Allen uses a flying axhandle on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Chad Allen executes a flying axhandle on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen goes for a head and arm suplex, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster hits an Asai moonsault on Chad Allen...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Henry Auster whips Chad Allen into the ropes...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a clothesline...
Henry Auster locks Chad Allen in a leg grapevine...
Chad Allen makes it to the ropes after being locked up for 8 seconds...
Henry Auster goes for a gutwrench suplex, but Chad Allen blocks it...
Chad Allen nails Henry Auster with a fallaway slam...
Chad Allen goes for an inverted Death Valley Driver, but Henry Auster slides down his back...
Henry Auster goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Chad Allen counters it with a go-behind...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster with a back suplex...
Chad Allen executes a brainbuster on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen hits a double underhook suplex on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen hits a wheelbarrow suplex on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster with a jawbreaker...
Chad Allen hits a snap suplex on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen executes a double underhook suplex on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen takes Henry Auster down with a spinebuster...
Chad Allen runs into the ropes...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with an armdrag...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a piledriver...
Henry Auster runs into the ropes...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster with a kick...
Chad Allen goes for an Indian deathlock, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster attempts to place Chad Allen on the turnbuckle, but Chad Allen blocks it...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a European uppercut...
Henry Auster hits a backdrop driver on Chad Allen...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Henry Auster goes for a Boston crab, but Chad Allen blocks it...
Chad Allen goes for a bodyslam, but Henry Auster counters it with a small package...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Henry Auster whips Chad Allen into the ropes...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster with an elbow...
Chad Allen goes for a wheelbarrow suplex, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster whips Chad Allen into the ropes...
Chad Allen hits a flying clothesline on Henry Auster...
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Chad Allen...
Chad Allen is going for the cover...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Chad Allen whips Henry Auster into the ropes, but Henry Auster reverses it...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a kick...
Henry Auster puts Chad Allen in a sleeperhold...
Chad Allen is struggling to reach the ropes...
Chad Allen tries to escape the hold...
Chad Allen inches his way towards the ropes after 17 seconds...
Henry Auster goes for a front facelock, but Chad Allen blocks it...
Chad Allen takes Henry Auster down with an armbar takedown...
Chad Allen punches Henry Auster...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster...
Henry Auster chops Chad Allen...
Henry Auster executes a fireman's carry takedown on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster whips Chad Allen into the ropes...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster with a kick...
Chad Allen places Henry Auster on the turnbuckle...
Chad Allen nails Henry Auster with a superplex...
Chad Allen seemingly enjoys the boos...
Chad Allen goes for a bodyslam, but Henry Auster counters it with a small package...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, three...
A portion of the crowd is booing Henry Auster...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing in the Survival of the Fittest tournament – Henry Auster!!!
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Winner: Henry Auster
Time of match: 0:08:58
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TM: Impressive re-debut for Auster there...
JT: Not quite so impressive for Chad Allen though...
TM: Time to get ready for our main event now... Lucifer’s chance at winning back the IXWA Television championship...
JT: Kimberly McGraff is backstage with Liam Donegal & MJ Carter...
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Backstage:
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[[EARLIER THIS AFTERNOON]]
[Cut backstage to the locker room of IXWA Television Champion Liam Donegal as he and his longtime friend and manager, MJ Carter, sit down for an informal interview with Kimberly McGraff...]
KM: Liam, I’d like to start this interview off by apologizing for my sister, Mandy, and how she treated you and your new manager last week... Mandy can be a bit of a--
MJ: Bitch?
KM: I think it was my mother’s first choice for the name on the birth certificate but my father beat her to it and filled out the paperwork while she was still sedated... Unfortunately, Mandy still takes it out on me sometimes that I’m the favorite by trying to upstage me whenever she can...
LD: I was wondering what happened to you...
KM: Let’s just say I ruined a perfectly good pair of heels kicking that door down and we’ll leave it at that...
[Donegal smiles...]
LD: What’s done is done, though, right?
KM: Riiiiight... I would never try to get even...
And, speaking of which, that’s why we’re here tonight, isn’t it? Because Lucifer has a chance to get even for his loss of the IXWA Television Championship when he gets his rematch against you in the main event...
LD: That’s right, Kim, and there’s no other man in the IXWA I’d rather be facing... You see, as far as I’m concerned, Lucifer deserves this rematch... Hell, I deserve it too!!!
KM: You…what?
LD: You heard me... I deserve this rematch as much as Lucifer... Kim, when I defeated Lucifer for the TV Title, I defeated a man who was not only much bigger than me, but a man who’s a lot more experienced than me as well, and I did it by taking advantage of the injury he received from those three masked men who’ve been tormenting Frostbite and anyone who Frostbite considers a friend...
I need this match tonight - and I need to win it - to find out if I beat Lucifer because of dumb luck or because I actually have what it takes to be a champion in the IXWA...
KM: Liam, you’re five and oh in the IXWA – undefeated - and you’re still a rookie... There are very few others out there who can say that right now...
LD: Yeah, well…streaks are made to broken, Kim, but, whether mine is meant to be broken tonight or not, I’m not going out without a fight...
KM: And if the three masked men come after Lucifer again? What then?
[Donegal pauses, seemingly to consider...]
LD: Then those three masked men are going to find out what it’s like to have not one but *two* IXWA Television Champions, one present and one former, both coming down on them like a perfect storm of pain and suffering...
KM: You’d side with the man who wants to take your title?
LD: Kim, I’d side with the devil himself if someone tried to hurt a friend of mine or someone I respect...
[With that we fade out to black and then fade back in...]
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Elsewhere Backstage:
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[The big seven foot monster is getting himself ready for his rematch... He is standing up putting on his black t-shirt as the shirt comes over his face we see the intense look in his red eyes as he looks a little to his right at his manager Doomsday...]
Doomsday: You have the plan down pat...
[Lucifer nods, not saying a word... He adjusts the glove on his left hand as he pounds it into the palm of his right hand...]
Lucifer: I am ready to reclaim the title tonight... Liam will not know what will hit him...
[He bends down to lace up his black boots...]
Doomsday: You are quite correct... He won't know what is going to hit him... That hand of yours is 100%...
Lucifer: No excuses, tonight...
Doomsday: This guy thinks he is untouchable...
Lucifer: I am going to connect quite a bit on him tonight with either the right or the left...
Doomsday: You have studied the tablet and you know what you must avoid...
Lucifer: You sure you think the end will be okay...
Doomsday: Liam is looking for the same thing that he did in your first match... We are going to change up...
Lucifer: If you say so...
Doomsday: I am your manager... I am always looking out what is best for you...
[Lucifer finishes lacing up his boots...]
Doomsday: Any more questions?
Lucifer: You believe I can hit that move the right way?
Doomsday: We have trained quite a bit on that move... You hurt my neck with that move...
Lucifer: You think I have the hang of it?
Doomsday: You do... It will go off fine...
[Lucifer nods again...]
Doomsday: Only one thing left to do...
Lucifer: Reclaim the title?
Doomsday: You said it...
[Doomsday pats Lucifer's on his broad shoulders...]
Doomsday: Let's do this...
[The two head out of the locker room and on the way to the ring...]
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OCW Presents: Total Demolition
LIVE on PPV!!! Sunday, April 27th, 2014
From Tombstone, Arizona
War Games Grudge Match
The Family vs... Team Brianna
OCW Southern Championship, OCW Tag Team Championships
and OCW Internet Championship all on the line
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[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is our main event and is scheduled for one fall... And it is for the IXWA Television Championship... Introducing first...
["Born to Raise Hell" by Motorhead cranks throughout the sound system a loud boom is heard coming from top of the entrance way as black smoke surrounds it... Lucifer emerges through the smoke with Doomsday by his side... Doomsday leans in to whisper a few words, as Lucifer looks into the ring at his opponent with an intense look in his red eyes, as his eyes roll back into his head...]
SJD: Led to the ring by Doomsday... Fighting out of Parts Unknown and weighing in at 320 pounds... He is Lucifer!!!
[The two make their way down to the ring as the two never take their eyes off their opponent... His black leather jacket reads on the back, "Born to raise Hell"... The two get to ringside as he takes off his jacket and tosses it to Doomsday, as he looks back at him... Doomsday points to him and gives a nod as the big man climbs the steps and steps over the top ropes as his music quickly comes to an end... He looks down at his taped up hand and then across at his opponent and snarls to himself...]
SJD: His opponent...
[The lights go out and the crowd pops as the opening bridge of “Carry on Wayward Son” by Kansas begins to blast out over the PA...]
# Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more #
[A single spotlight shines down at the top of the ramp as Liam Donegal and MJ Carter step out onto the stage... Raising his left hand to point out at the crowd, Donegal pounds his right fist twice to his chest in a salute, then slowly makes his way down the aisle... He is wearing a pair of plain red wrestling trunks, black knee and elbow pads, and black boots... He also has the IXWA Television Championship belt around his waist...]
# Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming,
I can hear them say
SJD: Hailing from Boston, MA and weighing in at 218 pounds... Being accompanied to the ring by the lovely MJ Carter, he is the IXWA Television Champion – Liam Donegal!!!
[Stopping at the foot of the ring, Donegal turns to look out at the crowd, nods his head as if satisfied by what he sees, then climbs up the stairs to the ring apron, holding the ropes for his manager before stepping into the ring himself...]
Carry on my wayward son,
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more #
[Mounting the second turnbuckle facing the ramp, Donegal salutes the crowd a second time, then hops back down into the ring and waits for his opponents as the music fades to a close... He hands the championship belt to the referee...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 11, 2014:
MAIN EVENT:
IXWA Television Championship:
Lucifer Vs Liam Donegal
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Lucifer executes a flying clothesline on Liam Donegal...
The crowd is booing Lucifer...
Lucifer uses the Snake Eyes on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer executes a brainbuster on Liam Donegal...
The crowd is booing Lucifer...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits Liam Donegal with a clothesline...
Lucifer nails Liam Donegal with a vertical suplex...
Lucifer locks Liam Donegal in a chokehold...
Dana Riggelman warns Lucifer to let go...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, three, four...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, three...
Lucifer uses a vertical suplex on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Lucifer punches Liam Donegal...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Lucifer chops Liam Donegal...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Lucifer throws Liam Donegal out of the ring...
Lucifer rolls out under the bottom rope...
Dana Riggelman counts: 1...
Doomsday comes from behind, but Liam Donegal nails Doomsday...
Dana Riggelman counts: 2...
Lucifer shoves Liam Donegal into the guardrail...
Lucifer reenters the ring...
Liam Donegal climbs back into the ring...
Lucifer uses a pumphandle slam on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Lucifer goes for a dragon sleeper, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Liam Donegal uses a sitdown faceslam on Lucifer...
The crowd is starting to get behind Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal executes a clothesline on Lucifer...
Liam Donegal whips Lucifer into the ropes...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer with a shoulderblock...
Liam Donegal goes for a flying bodypress, but Lucifer rolls out of the way...
Lucifer uses a powerbomb on Liam Donegal...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Lucifer goes for a pumphandle slam, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Lucifer uses a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker on Liam Donegal...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Lucifer covers Liam Donegal...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Lucifer nails Liam Donegal with a gutbuster...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Lucifer hits Liam Donegal with a shoulderbreaker...
Lucifer hits a gutbuster on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer goes for a shoulderbreaker, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Liam Donegal takes Lucifer down with a chop...
Liam Donegal goes for a high knee, but Lucifer ducks out of the way...
Lucifer executes a flying clothesline on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal and Lucifer get hit with a double clothesline...
Liam Donegal nails Lucifer with a chop...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer with a hammerlock reverse DDT...
Liam Donegal hits a backdrop on Lucifer...
Liam Donegal whips Lucifer into the ropes, but Lucifer reverses it...
Liam Donegal hits a swinging neckbreaker on Lucifer...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Lucifer takes Liam Donegal down with a powerslam...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Lucifer executes a gutbuster on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal hits a kick to the midsection on Lucifer...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal chops Lucifer...
Lucifer kicks Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal kicks Lucifer...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal punches Lucifer...
Liam Donegal nails Lucifer with an inverted face lock swinging neckbreaker...
A few fans are cheering on Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal is going for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal goes for a clothesline, but Lucifer counters it with a Gorilla Press...
Lucifer goes for a brainbuster, but Liam Donegal counters it with a Northern Lights suplex...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
A few fans are cheering on Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal goes for a twisting neckbreaker, but Lucifer throws him off...
Lucifer uses a cobra clutch slam on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer throws Liam Donegal out of the ring...
Dana Riggelman counts: one, two, Liam Donegal reenters the ring...
Lucifer chops Liam Donegal...
Lucifer hits Liam Donegal...
The crowd is booing Lucifer...
Liam Donegal chops Lucifer...
A few fans are cheering on Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal uses an arm trap shoulder neckbreaker on Lucifer...
Liam Donegal executes a DDT on Lucifer...
Liam Donegal hits a DDT on Lucifer...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer with a clothesline...
Liam Donegal takes Lucifer down with a twisting neckbreaker...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal goes for a side headlock, but Lucifer counters it with a back suplex...
Lucifer nails Liam Donegal with a Jackhammer...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Lucifer goes for a shoulderbreaker, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Liam Donegal punches Lucifer...
Lucifer punches Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal kicks Lucifer...
A small "Liam Donegal" chant is being started...
Lucifer punches Liam Donegal...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Liam Donegal kicks Lucifer...
Liam Donegal punches Lucifer...
A small "Liam Donegal" chant is being started...
Lucifer chops Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal kicks Lucifer...
Lucifer punches Liam Donegal...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Lucifer throws Liam Donegal out of the ring...
Lucifer goes outside...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Lucifer goes for a sidewalk slam, but Liam Donegal counters it with a DDT...
Dana Riggelman counts: 1...
Dana Riggelman counts: 2...
Liam Donegal reenters the ring...
Lucifer climbs back into the ring...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer with a headsmash into the turnbuckle...
Liam Donegal throws Lucifer out of the ring...
Liam Donegal goes for a plancha, but Lucifer moves out of the way...
Liam Donegal is out cold...
Lucifer throws Liam Donegal back into the ring...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits a clothesline on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer throws Liam Donegal out of the ring...
Dana Riggelman counts: one, two, three, four, Liam Donegal reenters the ring...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal misses with a kick...
Lucifer hits Liam Donegal with a clothesline...
Lucifer is going for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Lucifer nails Liam Donegal with a thrust to the throat...
Lucifer goes for a brainbuster, but Liam Donegal counters it with a Northern Lights suplex...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, kickout...
Liam Donegal whips Lucifer into the ropes, but Lucifer reverses it...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer with a flying forearm...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Liam Donegal goes for a backdrop, but Lucifer blocks it...
Lucifer sends Liam Donegal into the turnbuckle...
Lucifer runs shoulder-first into the corner...
Lucifer kicks Liam Donegal...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Lucifer chops Liam Donegal...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Liam Donegal kicks Lucifer...
Liam Donegal chops Lucifer...
A few fans are cheering on Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal chops Lucifer...
Lucifer kicks Liam Donegal...
Lucifer is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Liam Donegal kicks Lucifer...
Lucifer hits Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer...
A small "Liam Donegal" chant is being started...
Lucifer kicks Liam Donegal...
Lucifer uses a full nelson slam on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer goes for a spear, but Liam Donegal counters it with a kneelift...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer with a flying dropkick...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits Liam Donegal with a shoulderblock...
Lucifer hits Liam Donegal with a pumphandle slam...
Lucifer executes a flying shoulderblock on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer executes the End of the Line on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, three...
The ring is quickly filling up with debris...
SJD: The winner of the match and the NEEEEWWWWWW IXWA Television Champion – Lucifer!!!
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Winner and NEW IXWA Television Champion: Lucifer
Time of match: 0:11:20
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JT: Looks the reviewing of the matches paid off!!!
TM: Right!!! So the fact that Dongeal took a kicking from Johnny Blayze at the start of the show didn’t make a difference then?
JT: I wouldn’t say that... But it was probably a combination of things that led to Liam Dongeal being handed his first defeat here tonight...
TM: I honestly don’t think he’s going to take this one lying down...
JT: That’s as may be but he needs to prepare for his Survival of the Fittest quarter-final next week before he thinks about any sort of rematch with Lucifer...
TM: Very true... Folks, we are right out of time here on The Hyper Network... We’ll be back next week with some more – IXWA Friday Night Beatdown... So long...
© IXWA Productions 2014
Backstage:
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[We cut backstage to see Liam Donegal walking around talking to random members of the IXWA ring crew... He stops at a craft services table and picks up a bottle of water... Out of nowhere, he is jumped from behind by an unknown assailant wearing jeans, a black leather jacket, and a black t-shirt...]
JT: Who the heck is that guy?
TM: Not a clue but he definitely does not like Liam Donegal...
[The guy starts putting the boots to Donegal and tossing food off the table on to him...]
JT: You think he may be associated with those masked men Frostbite's been tangling with?
TM: Once again, no clue about that...
[In to the scene steps "The Psychotic One" Johnny Blayze wearing a long black trench coat, white dress shirt, and tight black pants...]
TM: Well I guess we have our answer... Johnny Blayze and this guy clearly in cahoots somehow...
JT: Obviously Blayze none too happy about his loss last week and the subsequent removal from the Survival of the Fittest tournament...
[Blayze looks down at Donegal who is laid out on the floor... He raises a hand up and signals for the unknown man to back away...]
JT: Johnny Blayze now pulling a steel chain out of his pants pocket...
TM: My lord, those are some tight pants!!! How does he even fit a chain in those pockets?
[Blayze wraps the chain around his fist and does a falling fistdrop right to the forehead of Donegal...]
JT: Man oh man... Blayze with a chain wrapped fist and I do believe Liam Donegal may be busted open...
TM: And now Johnny Blayze is grabbing the two ends of that chain...
[And he wraps it around the throat of Liam Donegal as the unknown man just cackles...]
JT: SOMEBODY STOP THIS!!!
[Without much delay, the IXWA ring crew rush over and try to pull Blayze away but they get shoved aside by both Johnny Blayze and his friend... After a few moments, both men leave the scene on their own as Liam Donegal remains still on the ground with blood dripping from his forehead...]
JT: MEDIC!!! Somebody get a medic back there...
[The eerie strums of a bass chord...]
IXWA PRESENTS:
[Guitars kick in...]
#Cue "I Predict A Riot" by Kaiser Chiefs#
[Justin Taylor and Tony Monroe arrive and sit at the IXWA Announcer's table... Taylor leans back in his chair, kicking his feet up as he slicks back his hair... Fast motion style, we see the venue fill to capacity with screaming fans!!!]
#Watching the people get lairy#
#It's not very pretty I tell thee#
[The Wang Dynasty lay in to an unidentified team with a pair of chair shots!!! Bang Wang leaps up to Chang Wang's raised hand to slap him five...]
#Walking through town is quite scary#
#And not very sensible either#
[Mike Gionet floats through the air to the ringside area and lands on Scotty Bloom... He spins up to his feet and leans back against the guardrail, the fans at ringside celebrating with the death-defying highflier!!!]
#A friend of a friend he got beaten#
#He looked the wrong way at a policeman#
[Max Caschera applies a VICIOUS crossface to Ned Norton, screaming bloody murders as he wrenches back nearly snapping the man's neck!!!]
#La-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
#Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
[Jack Williams, dripping in sweat, hoists Archibald Smythe up and hit the Redemption Driver and then gets to his feet and Lucifer rips him in half with a blindsided spear!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[The Wang Bros driving The Masked Terror's head into the mat with a devastating double DDT!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Caleb Foley seen with Scotty Bloom on the ring apron, Foley suplexes Bloom off the apron and out of view!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[We see Archibald Smythe leap off the ring apron with a flying DDT on Ned Norton!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Scotty Bloom sitting on the top rope... The Masked Terror then delivers a top-rope powerbomb, driving Bloom to the canvas!!!]
#And if there's anybody left in here,#
#That doesn't want to be out there... #
[Max Caschera fights to get The Masked Terror into position and then drills him into the canvas with End of a Legend...]
#La-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
#Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
[A bloodied and battered Caleb Foley pulls Lucifer up... And gets nailed with a knee to the mid-section!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Mike Hunt hit the "G" spot on Kody Van Damn!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Johnny Blayze holds JD Stormcloud up!!! Archibald Smythe punched Stormcloud -- laying him out in the ring!!! Smythe went to cover, but Leonard in from behind nailed Smythe with a boot to the back of the head...]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Chaos in the ring as Ric Beauty and Henry Auster are clawing through the sea of turquoise shirted IXWA security!!! The guards hold the two men apart, until Archibald Smythe springs out and nails Beauty with a steel chair shot to the head!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Double Entendres are shown jabbing their jaws on the microphone, Tiberius Nixon exchanging heated words!!! Security storms the entrance ramp and hauls Dick Ryder & Mike Hunt out of the building!!!]
#And if there's anybody left in here,#
#That doesn't want to be out there!!!#
[Through a window we see a man tied in a straight jacket, viciously throwing himself around the padded room... He rushes the window, smashing his head repeatedly against the Plexiglas, drawing blood from his own forehead... He rips through a silent scream: The man is clearly insane!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[The music dies down, and replaced with the live, capacity crowd screaming their heads off!!!]
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* FRIDAY NIGHT BEATDOWN *
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Backstage:
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[We're backstage with Mandy McGraff as she stands next to Johnny Blayze and the unknown associate we saw him with earlier... Blayze is wearing the same long black trench coat, white dress shirt, and tight black pants... His associate is in also in the same pair of jeans with a black leather jacket and a black t-shirt...]
MM: Mandy McGraff here with Johnny Blayze who steps into an IXWA ring for only his second time later tonight... Now, Johnny, how are you feeling about this match? And what's the deal with what happened earlier tonight? The way you attacked Liam Donegal was just awful...
[Blayze has a look of seriousness and concern on his face as he looks into the camera and begins to speak...]
JB: Like the song says, Mandy - it's a new dawn... It's a new day... And I'm feeling fine... Which is more than what can be said for Liam Donegal...
Sweet – sweet - Liam… I want to sleep for an eternity so that I may dream about you wriggled on the ground; like a dog looking to be put out of its misery... And the sounds... Oh the sounds you made - those gurgles shall ring in my ears as a constant reminder of how much pain and misery I can bring to someone who truly deserves it...
For the longest time, the name "Johnny Blayze" has been uttered in the same refrain as "laughing stock" and "depraved"... Well, I think it's safe to say -
YES!!! I AM DEPRAVED!!!
[Blayze pauses once more and looks at his associate with an evil grin... He looks back with an equally menacing look...]
JB: As for laughing stocks - the only laughing that will be done will be by me at the sight of my opponents cringing in fear at what I am capable of doing when there's nothing to lose...
[He smiles at that statement... His associate steps forward, dusting dirt off his jeans... He looks to Mandy McGraff and grabs the microphone from her hand...]
Associate: You see IXWA... WE, at the Church of The Beyond, have taught Johnny many things in our time together... WE have instilled a desire for pain and a thirst for suffering that is unquenched... You just can't shed the blood of your enemies without enjoying it; hearing that beautiful music of a victim burning in pain ... and embracing it... now _THAT_ is true power... And that is what WE bring in Johnny Blayze as a new man of form and flesh...
[Johnny places an arm over the shoulder of the associate that just spoke...]
JB: Mandy, I hope you as well as everyone in this godless company were paying close attention to this man... For Orson Thomas has shown me that the one true path in life is one full of bodies lying at my feet; ALL victims of my new-found abilities... Some may have seen my loss to Liam Donegal last week as a failure but _I_ see it as the complete opposite because it is the catalyst that sets off my way of thinking -- one that will lead me to the top...
But who is it that stands in my way?
[Orson folds his arms...]
Orson: Why I do believe that it's a Mr... Archibald Smythe...
[Mandy McGraff pokes up a finger...]
MM: Umm, I believe that was a rhetorical question...
[Both Orson Thomas and Johnny Blayze shoot her evil stares at her interruption...]
JB: Archie - the self-proclaimed Aristocrat... I could sit here and spew an endless stream of nonsense and ill will but what good would that do... You've heard it all before; all that time sitting in the back of high school gymnasiums; you're practically the KING of nonsense and ill will...
Orson: Mister Smythe... You can live your life with your beliefs given unto you by a woman in a robe sitting in some castle "across the pond"... But know that these beliefs you hold on to so dearly are nothing but a book of lies and deceit... Nothing worth building on; like the sands of the Sahara Desert... Throughout my life, I've always came to the same conclusion -- that fear and pain trump everything... THESE are the elemental building blocks of society... Not tea and crumpets...
JB: I hope you were watching closely, Archie - watching earlier tonight as I disassembled Liam Donegal and left him stuck inside his own head...
Orson: Now I am not one to dwell but let me remind you all... What Mr... Blayze did to Liam Donegal should serve as fair warning to each and every one of you... We don't need to win a match to score a real win... No... no... The sickening crunch of a steel chain as it wrapped around the skull of Mr... Donegal was “win” quite enough...
And Mister Smythe - heed our warnings please... For your own sake... Don't let what happened to him happen to you... What makes you think Johnny goes into your battle with anything less than the same determination? The same need and the same hunger for carnage and brutality? Ask anyone back in FGA... Ask Xavier Daniels how serious we are... Ask Pat Gordon Junior if we mean business... What makes you think you'll be anything different?
[Orson folds his arms, staring with big green eyes as Johnny Blayze stares down at the ground...]
JB: Do you feel it Archie… do you? The trembling in your bones? I do hope you paid your insurance premiums because San Francisco Memorial Hospital has a bed with your name written all over it...
[Orson steps back and he motions for the cameraman to come in near... It focuses on a photograph he has in his hand - it shows a headstone with the named "Jackson Pruitt" on it... Orson pays his respects, as he stands with head bowed, and Blayze folds his arms, still staring down at the ground beneath his feet...]
JB: Or we can skip the hospital and send you here, Archie - to the same cemetery your dear friend, Jackson, is buried...
Orson: Poor thing... I bet your heart was broken into a million pieces when you heard the news of his tragic car crash... Which is ironic because I bet _HE_ was broken into a million pieces too...
[A chuckle comes from both men while Mandy McGraff looks disgusted...]
JB: Archie, you claim you live a life of arrogance... So I have to wonder - when your best friend died, did you look into his eyes? Did you watch the emptiness come into them as he passed?
Because THAT is the moment I live for...
I'm not saying there isn't much fun to be had arriving at that emptiness, but the moment it comes - holy shit!!!
I DO hope it wasn't lost on you...
Orson: Archie, I know you must hate us now but we went to Mr... Pruitt's grave to illustrate a point... And I now know we have your full attention... Face it... The past must be dead and buried... Listen to your future; Johnny Blayze and I - we are serious when we explain what it takes to succeed in this life... While your friend is dead, you squander the life you still have!!! You have done nothing but waste away because you're content to live in your mundane world... Losing to people you should have destroyed in seconds? That is not a life worth living...
JB: You try _SO_ hard, Archie, you really do... You try to be at your best because every day you wake up and can't shake the guilt that it was _YOUR_ doing that sent Jackson to his demise; not his family's...
Orson: Let the past remain in the past because if you don't let it die, Johnny Blayze will surely kill it for you... Archie!!! Quit living for someone else... We beg you man... Live for yourself and yourself only- or you have no chance in that ring!!!
JB: Let it go please, for your sake... For the memory of your friend... Allow us to help you to be your own best, just like me, and do your friend Jackson's memory proud by showing what a _REAL_ champion in the making is all about...
Orson: But if you still refuse to listen...
JB: You'll be BEGGING for a car windshield when I'm through...
[Mandy grimaces at that thought...]
JB: April Eleventh - I'm fighting not for myself but for someone else...
Orson: May God have mercy upon our souls...
[Blayze tightens his coat and walks out of frame as Orson follows... The camera pans over to Mandy McGraff who is shocked and horrified...]
MM: B-b-back to ringside...
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Ringside:
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TM: Wow!!! What a start to Friday Night Beatdown... Is Liam Donegal going to be able to compete in the main event later tonight after the beating he took from Johnny Blayze?
JT: Who knows? He didn’t look in very good shape just now... But I am sure our medical staff are looking after him and we will hopefully get an update in due course...
TM: For now though, let’s get the show started and take it up to Joey Diamond for the introductions for the first match this evening...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first...
[“Clubbed to Death” by Escala starts over the PA as “Aristocratic” Archibald Smythe walks out from the locker room area and stops to apparently revel in the negative reaction from the crowd...]
SJD: Hailing from Royal Leamington Spa, Warwickshire, England and weighing in at 243 pounds... “Aristocratic” Archibald Smythe!!!
[After a second or two, he sneers at the crowd and walks down to the ring and walks up the ring steps and climbs through the ropes...]
SJD: His opponent,
[The lights go dark and a red hue comes over the crowd as "Everybody Wants to Rule the World" by Lorde begins to play over the sound system... The fans boo as through the black curtain separating the locker room from the main arena steps "The Psychotic One" Johnny Blayze - a Caucasian male with an athletic build and shaved head with a good growth of a brown beard... He is wearing tight black leather pants with red & yellow flames in front and "Blayze" on the back, black elbow pads, and black boots (all with flames emblazoned on them)... His ensemble is completed by a black full-length hooded leather jacket with the hood pulled over his head...]
##
Welcome to your life
There's no turning back
Even while we sleep
we will find you##
[Blayze stands at the top of the aisleway as the lights go back on... He then walks down to the ring, silent with a smirk upon his face...]
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Acting on your best behavior
Turn your back on Mother Nature
Everybody wants to rule the world
##
[Once at ringside, Johnny Blayze climbs the ring steps and enters the ring through the top and middle ropes before strolling around the ring... The crowd continues to boo him as he removes his hood...]
##
There's a room where the light won't find you
Holding hands while the walls come crumbling down
When they do I'll be right behind you
##
[He then removes his jacket and tosses it to the outside...]
##
All for freedom and for pleasure
Nothing ever lasts forever
Everybody wants to rule the world
##
[The music fades as Blayze backs into his corner... The ring announcer then introduces him to the crowd...]
SJD: From The Church of The Beyond - weighing in tonight at two hundred and fifteen pounds...
"THE PSYCHOTIC ONE"
JOHNNYYYY BLAAAAYZE!!!
**CHORUS OF BOOS**
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 11, 2014:
"Aristocratic" Archibald Smythe Vs
"The Psychotic One" Johnny Blayze
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Johnny Blayze nails Archibald Smythe with a bodyslam...
Johnny Blayze runs into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze misses with a shoulderblock...
Archibald Smythe misses with an elbow...
Archibald Smythe misses with an elbow...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a shoulderblock...
Archibald Smythe hits a backdrop on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe uses a headlock takedown on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with an elbow...
Archibald Smythe nails Johnny Blayze with a flying clothesline...
A small "Archibald Smythe" chant is being started...
Archibald Smythe catches Johnny Blayze in a figure-four leglock...
Johnny Blayze is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Johnny Blayze is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Johnny Blayze tries to fight the pain...
Archibald Smythe lets go after 42 seconds...
Archibald Smythe puts Johnny Blayze in a camel clutch...
Johnny Blayze is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Johnny Blayze is struggling to reach the ropes...
Archibald Smythe lets go after 18 seconds...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a European uppercut...
Archibald Smythe attempts to place Johnny Blayze on the turnbuckle, but
Johnny Blayze blocks it...
Archibald Smythe goes for a piledriver, but Johnny Blayze counters it with a backdrop...
Johnny Blayze uses a pumphandle slam on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze is going for the cover...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Johnny Blayze nails Archibald Smythe with a bodyslam...
Johnny Blayze uses a bodyslam on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze takes Archibald Smythe down with a Russian legsweep...
Johnny Blayze takes Archibald Smythe down with a Russian legsweep...
Johnny Blayze goes for a running clothesline, but Archibald Smythe ducks out of the way...
Archibald Smythe gets an abdominal stretch on Johnny Blayze...
Johnny Blayze gets ahold of the ropes after 6 seconds...
Archibald Smythe hits a backbreaker on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a shoulderblock...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe uses a fireman's carry takedown on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe with a backdrop...
Archibald Smythe falls out of the ring...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: one, Archibald Smythe reenters the ring...
Johnny Blayze uses a kick to the midsection on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze whips Archibald Smythe into the ropes, but Archibald Smythe reverses it...
Johnny Blayze hits a swinging neckbreaker on Archibald Smythe...
The crowd is booing Johnny Blayze...
Johnny Blayze takes Archibald Smythe down with a side suplex...
Johnny Blayze runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe misses with a kick...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe with a kick...
Johnny Blayze whips Archibald Smythe into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe and Johnny Blayze get hit with a double clothesline...
Archibald Smythe nails Johnny Blayze with a hiptoss...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a piledriver...
A small "Archibald Smythe" chant is being started...
Archibald Smythe goes for a series of stomps, but Johnny Blayze rolls out of the way...
Johnny Blayze goes for an elevated facebuster, but Archibald Smythe counters it with a dropkick...
Archibald Smythe nails Johnny Blayze with a swinging neckbreaker...
Archibald Smythe whips Johnny Blayze into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a shoulderblock...
Archibald Smythe goes for a head and arm suplex, but Johnny Blayze blocks it...
Johnny Blayze runs into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze nails Archibald Smythe with a Shining Wizard...
Johnny Blayze goes for a chokehold, but Archibald Smythe blocks it...
Archibald Smythe hits a forearm smash on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe takes Johnny Blayze down with an arm wringer...
Archibald Smythe takes Johnny Blayze down with a forearm smash...
Archibald Smythe nails Johnny Blayze with a half nelson suplex...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Archibald Smythe executes a belly-to-belly suplex on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe throws Johnny Blayze into the turnbuckle...
Johnny Blayze comes back and rocks Archibald Smythe with a clothesline...
Johnny Blayze whips Archibald Smythe into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe with a clothesline...
Archibald Smythe falls out of the ring...
Johnny Blayze goes through the ropes...
Johnny Blayze nails Archibald Smythe with a low blow...
Johnny Blayze goes for a side suplex, but Archibald Smythe blocks it...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: 1...
Johnny Blayze is busted wide open...
Archibald Smythe throws Johnny Blayze back into the ring...
Archibald Smythe takes Johnny Blayze down with a headlock takedown...
Archibald Smythe goes for a European uppercut, but Johnny Blayze blocks it...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe...
A few fans are booing Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe kicks Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe chops Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe hits a slingshot suplex on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe uses a drop toe hold on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe uses a forearm smash on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze misses with a clothesline...
Archibald Smythe uses a shoulderblock on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe uses a series of stomps on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe executes the Fall From Grace on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Archibald Smythe goes for the pin...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Archibald Smythe executes a hiptoss on Johnny Blayze...
Johnny Blayze is bleeding profusely...
Archibald Smythe uses a flying cross body press on Johnny Blayze...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Archibald Smythe whips Johnny Blayze into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe with a shoulderblock...
Johnny Blayze executes a stomp on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze executes a shoulderblock to the midsection on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe with a short clothesline...
Johnny Blayze sets up Archibald Smythe on the turnbuckle...
Johnny Blayze nails Archibald Smythe with a superplex...
Johnny Blayze runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a clothesline...
Archibald Smythe goes for a kneebreaker, but Johnny Blayze counters it with an elbowsmash...
Johnny Blayze executes a low blow on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze nails Archibald Smythe with a swinging neckbreaker...
Johnny Blayze hits a running clothesline on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze goes for a pumphandle slam, but Archibald Smythe blocks it...
Archibald Smythe nails Johnny Blayze with a kneebreaker...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a head and arm suplex...
Archibald Smythe is going for the cover...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Archibald Smythe hits a German suplex on Johnny Blayze...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Archibald Smythe uses a forearm smash on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe goes for a German suplex, but Johnny Blayze counters it with an elbowsmash...
Johnny Blayze whips Archibald Smythe into the ropes, but Archibald Smythe reverses it...
Johnny Blayze uses a swinging neckbreaker on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Johnny Blayze takes Archibald Smythe down with a swinging neckbreaker...
Johnny Blayze is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Johnny Blayze runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe takes Johnny Blayze down with a belly-to-belly suplex...
Archibald Smythe attempts to place Johnny Blayze on the turnbuckle, but
Johnny Blayze blocks it...
Archibald Smythe takes Johnny Blayze down with a kneebreaker...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe hits Johnny Blayze with a clothesline...
Archibald Smythe executes a swinging neckbreaker on Johnny Blayze...
The crowd is starting to get behind Archibald Smythe...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe with a backdrop...
Johnny Blayze whips Archibald Smythe into the ropes...
Johnny Blayze hits Archibald Smythe with a backdrop...
Archibald Smythe falls out of the ring...
Johnny Blayze goes for a flying axhandle, but Archibald Smythe moves out of the way...
A small "Archibald Smythe" chant is being started...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: 1...
Archibald Smythe nails Johnny Blayze with a drop toe hold...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: 2...
Archibald Smythe throws Johnny Blayze into the guardrail...
Archibald Smythe goes for a backdrop, but Johnny Blayze counters it with a sunset flip...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: 3...
Johnny Blayze sets up a table...
Johnny Blayze sets up Archibald Smythe on the table...
Johnny Blayze executes a double arm DDT through the table...
The table is broken in half...
Quite a few boos are audible...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: 4...
Johnny Blayze sets up a table...
Johnny Blayze throws Archibald Smythe into the guardrail...
Johnny Blayze nails Archibald Smythe with a punch...
Johnny Blayze gets back into the ring...
Archibald Smythe climbs back into the ring...
Johnny Blayze goes for an atomic drop, but Archibald Smythe counters it with a facerake...
Archibald Smythe executes the Fall From Grace on Johnny Blayze...
Archibald Smythe goes for the pin...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, kickout...
Archibald Smythe goes for a sleeperhold, but Johnny Blayze counters it with a jawbreaker...
Johnny Blayze is going for the cover...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Johnny Blayze knocks down "Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson is out cold...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson crawls over to the ropes and uses them to get up...
Johnny Blayze hits a backdrop on Archibald Smythe...
Johnny Blayze executes the Death From Above on Archibald Smythe...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Johnny Blayze goes for the pin...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, three...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
SJD: The winner of the match – Johnny Blaaaaaaaaayyyyze!!!
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Winner: Johnny Blayze
Time of match: 0:14:20
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TM: A win there for Johnny Blayze... Avenging the loss against Liam Donegal last week...
JT: Yep... He’s now 1-1 in the IXWA... We’ll need to feed him another few victims before he’s ready...
TM: Victims?
JT: Hmm – opponents?
TM: That’s better... B;ayze still has a lot to prove before he’s going to be eligible for title opportunities...
JT: Meh!!! He’ll probably be in the Quest for the Best match in June for a guaranteed title match later in the year...
TM: Doesn’t mean he doesn’t have to keep winning matches between now and then...
JT: Whatever... Isn’t there some interview we should be watching now? You’re boring me...
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Backstage:
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[We head back to the locker room as we see Frostbite preparing for his match later on tonight against the Outlaw in a first round match in the Survival of the Fittest tournament... He is quite stretched out of the floor certainly getting those hamstrings ready to go... We are actually amazed as to how far he is stretched out if we would try such a thing we would have popped ours... However, Frostbite has his eyes closed as if he would in some type of trance... Must be how he is getting ready for tonight’s match... Following his career we have never seen him do this before... We are quite surprised that his eyes are closed because of the attacks by the three mask man and the incident with those same masked men tipping over his car... He actually seems at piece this evening... The 10 year veteran is shirtless as we see a long scar running from his elbow to his wrist on his left arm... An incident that happened many years ago with him getting burned in an "I quit" match... He has on long blue shorts and blue boots... As he continues to get himself ready for his match... We see a large shadow come into view...]
CROWD: OHHHHH!!!
[It is starting to make us a little bit nervous as we feel that it could be one of the masked men... Frostbite still has his eyes closed and certainly doesn't feel anyone presence... This individual comes into focus... The large man has long brown hair as this man is standing back as he watches Frostbite continue his stretching... The large man is wearing a tan t-shirt with brown pants and brown boots... As they come into more focus we see that it is Doomsday...]
Doomsday: You need to be more careful...
[Frostbite has a smirk on his face...]
Frostbite: I knew it was you...
Doomsday: You had your eyes closed... You couldn't tell it was me...
Frostbite: Ever heard of a sense of smell?
Doomsday: You are telling me that you could smell me?
Frostbite: Your boots gave it away... Besides those things stink...
Doomsday: Come on... I have had these boots for a number of years... Sorry I like them...
Frostbite: Smells like you have been hunting in them things... Because, it smells like a few dead animals...
Doomsday: If you must know... My cousin, Havoc, gave me these boots...
Frostbite: How is he? Been a long time since I have seen him...
Doomsday: Doing quite well... Spending quality time with Dante...
Frostbite: I like the kid...
[Frostbite jumps to his feet as he grabs a blue towel right next to him as he wipes the sweat from his face...]
Frostbite: To what do I owe this visit sir?
Doomsday: Has to do with your match later on tonight...
Frostbite: Ah... The Outlaw...
Doomsday: Do you know anything about this guy?
Frostbite: He is a veteran of many years in this business...
Doomsday: I did get a chance to see him earlier... I must say you have your work cut out for you tonight...
Frostbite: Outlaw is as tough as they come... But on this night, I am going to show him just how tough I can be...
[Doomsday looks at Frostbite and just shakes his head...]
Doomsday: When did you learn to stretch like that?
Frostbite: After Rebecca's death... I went to Japan and looked up n old friend there... He taught me some new ways to prepare for a match... He taught to get my mind right as well as the body... He said that stretching helps before a match... You know yourself that I changed as far as how I wrestle these days...
Doomsday: I must admit that you have become a different man...
Frostbite: You got to change with the times... What worked for you five years ago, might not work today... Don't get me wrong, I can still brawl... But instead of brawling... It is quick strikes and more top rope moves... Instead of lots of high power moves... Mix in a few submission moves and springboard moves... Instead of those same old moves... try something different, get out of your confront zone...
Doomsday: Interesting thought there...
Frostbite: I am prepared for the Outlaw or anybody else in this tournament... I plan on winning it all... I am tired being stuck in one place for some long...
Doomsday: You might meet Lucifer in the finals if that happens...
Frostbite: If that comes about then I will be ready for him...
[Doomsday laughs...]
Doomsday: He is certainly looking forward to it, if that happens...
[Frostbite cracks his neck...]
Doomsday: Another reason and I am too...
[Frostbite looks at him as if he is certainly on the same page...]
Frostbite: The three masked men...
Doomsday: What if they show up tonight... After all, I can't believe what they did to your car last week... That car meant quite a bit to you... That proves they will do anything to see you out of this company... Especially cost you this first round match...
Frostbite: This is going somewhere...
Doomsday: Look, I thought you could use Lucifer's and my help... We could stand watch on the ramp, just in case they get any ideas...
Frostbite: You are onto something there...
[He nods his head...]
Doomsday: Just saying - watch your back make sure everything is on the up and up...
Frostbite: I would be thankful for some kind of offer...
[The two shake on it...]
Doomsday: You need to do me a favor after this?
Frostbite: Certainly... What is it?
Doomsday: I will let you know when the time is right...
[Frostbite comes right back to his stretching as he closes his eyes...]
Doomsday: Man, you make my hamstrings hurt...
[Doomsday pats Frostbite on his back...]
Doomsday: I will let you finish getting prepared...
Frostbite: Thanks again...
[Doomsday walks away...]
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Ringside:
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TM: Interesting conversation there...
JT... Zzzzzz!!! Huh!!! What? Isn’t there some interview we should be watching now? You’re boring me...
[Tony rolls his eyes and Justin rubs his – slightly disorientated by his little nap...]
TM: Over to Joey for the introductions for the next match...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a qualifying match for the 2014 Survival of the Fittest tournament... Introducing first...
[The opening refrain of "A Country Boy Can Survive" blares over the house PA as Joey and Earl Bradshaw make their way to the ring... Both men, dressed in their usual attire of sleeveless t-shirts and baggy cutoffs, slowly stalk towards the ring while shouting insults...]
SJD: Hailing from Cottondale, Florida and weighing in at 243 pounds... Joey Bradshaw...
[Joey climbs through the ropes and bounces off the ropes a few times... As the music fades Joey goes to his corner to confer with Earl...]
SJD: His opponent...
Cue: "It's My Life" by Bon Jovi
[Max Caschera appears at the top of the entrance way... He looks around the arena to the crowd and starts to walk down towards the ring... He walks around the ring to the left towards the announcers and shakes hands with them before climbing onto the ring and getting in...]
SJD: Hailing from Dublin, Ireland and weighing in at 375lbs... Max Caschera!!!
[He walks over to the corner turnbuckle and climbs to the top, raising his fist in the air before pointing out to the fans...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 11, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest qualifying match:
Joey Bradshaw Vs Max Caschera
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Max Caschera hits Joey Bradshaw...
Max Caschera punches Joey Bradshaw...
Max Caschera kicks Joey Bradshaw...
Max Caschera hits a belly-to-back suplex on Joey Bradshaw...
Max Caschera sets up Joey Bradshaw on the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera uses a belly-to-belly superplex on Joey Bradshaw...
The cheers for Max Caschera are drowning out the boos...
Max Caschera goes for a knifehand chop, but Joey Bradshaw counters it with a single-leg takedown into a leglock...
Max Caschera is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Max Caschera gets ahold of the ropes after 5 seconds...
Joey Bradshaw hits an eye poke on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw goes for an eye poke, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera hits a knifehand chop on Joey Bradshaw...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Joey Bradshaw misses with an elbow...
Joey Bradshaw hits Max Caschera with a shoulderblock...
Joey Bradshaw executes a running knee lift on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw hits a superkick on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw seemingly enjoys the boos...
Joey Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera misses with a clothesline...
Joey Bradshaw uses a running knee lift on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw hits a gutbuster on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Joey Bradshaw executes a gutbuster on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw seemingly enjoys the boos...
Joey Bradshaw nails Max Caschera with a series of mounted punches...
Joey Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Joey Bradshaw hits Max Caschera with a kick...
Joey Bradshaw takes Max Caschera down with a superkick...
Joey Bradshaw hits a short clothesline on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw goes for the Snakebite, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a superkick, but Max Caschera counters it with a legsweep...
Max Caschera locks Joey Bradshaw in a cobra clutch...
Joey Bradshaw gets ahold of the ropes after holding out for 9 seconds...
Max Caschera attempts to place Joey Bradshaw on the turnbuckle, but
Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Max Caschera kicks Joey Bradshaw...
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw kicks Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw hits Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Joey Bradshaw chops Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw hits Max Caschera with a running knee lift...
Joey Bradshaw is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Joey Bradshaw whips Max Caschera into the turnbuckle...
Joey Bradshaw runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Max Caschera lifts his knee...
Max Caschera hits an overhead belly-to-belly suplex on Joey Bradshaw...
Max Caschera uses an STO on Joey Bradshaw...
Max Caschera throws Joey Bradshaw into the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera nails Joey Bradshaw with a kneelift...
Max Caschera hits Joey Bradshaw with a DDT...
The cheers for Max Caschera are drowning out the boos...
Max Caschera whips Joey Bradshaw into the ropes...
Joey Bradshaw hits a swinging neckbreaker on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Joey Bradshaw hits Max Caschera with a punch...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a double arm DDT, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits Joey Bradshaw with a kick...
Max Caschera locks Joey Bradshaw in a Fujiwara armbar...
Joey Bradshaw makes it to the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds...
Max Caschera goes for a rear chinlock, but Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Joey Bradshaw nails Max Caschera with a superkick...
Joey Bradshaw executes a running knee lift on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a spinning toehold, but Max Caschera throws him off...
Max Caschera locks Joey Bradshaw in a Fujiwara armbar...
Joey Bradshaw inches his way towards the ropes after being trapped for 8 seconds...
Max Caschera hits Joey Bradshaw with a dragon screw...
Max Caschera takes Joey Bradshaw down with an elbowsmash...
Max Caschera whips Joey Bradshaw into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits Joey Bradshaw with a backdrop...
Joey Bradshaw falls out of the ring...
Perry Crabtree counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Joey Bradshaw re-enters the ring...
Max Caschera goes for a German suplex, but Joey Bradshaw counters it with a backward kick...
Joey Bradshaw hits a headbutt to the midsection on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw uses a backdrop on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw nails Max Caschera with a series of mounted punches...
Joey Bradshaw seemingly enjoys the boos...
Joey Bradshaw nails Max Caschera with a shoulderblock to the midsection...
Joey Bradshaw uses a headbutt to the midsection on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw executes a kick to the midsection on Max Caschera...
Joey Bradshaw goes for an eye gouge, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera goes for a uranage suplex, but Joey Bradshaw counters it with an elbowsmash...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a gutbuster, but Max Caschera counters it with a front-layout suplex...
Max Caschera attempts to place Joey Bradshaw on the turnbuckle, but
Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Max Caschera gets a Fujiwara armbar on Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw is struggling to reach the ropes...
Joey Bradshaw inches his way towards the ropes after being trapped for 20 seconds...
Max Caschera uses a uranage suplex on Joey Bradshaw...
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers...
Max Caschera goes for a triangle choke, but Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a sleeperhold, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera takes Joey Bradshaw down with a German suplex...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three...
The crowd is wildly cheering Max Caschera with only a few scattered boos audible...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing in the 2014 Survival of the Fittest tournament – Max Cascheraaaaaaaaaaaaal!!!
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Winner: Max Caschera
Time of match: 0:08:37
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TM: Max Caschera is on his way to the quarter finals of the tournament...
JT: Barely!!! He needs to up his game if he wants to get any further...
TM: Very true... Now, I believe Lucifer is preparing backstage...
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Backstage:
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[Back in the locker room we see the seven foot machine known as Lucifer as he is throwing punches in mid air as he prepares for his important rematch this evening as he tries to recapture the Television title... We still see that left hand has a glove on it certainly the hand is still not 100% just yet, but close to it... The big man is wearing a black t-shirt, with faded black jeans...]
Lucifer: This is a sharp left hook for Liam...
[As he throws that punch in mid air and if it would have connected it just might have taken Liam's head right off or broke his jaw... Lucifer with a stone cold look in his red eyes continues to throw punch after punch... He turns to a locker right behind him as he is about to use his left hand to probably punch it, but instead pulls back and throws a massive right hand that nearly takes the door off its hinges... He pulls back as he is about to throw another right hand, but instead decides against it and drives a left hook that finishes the job and knocks the door to the floor... Suddenly Doomsday walks into the picture as he is shaking his head...]
Doomsday: Haven't I told you about throwing that left hand into a locker?
Lucifer: I threw my right first and then came with the left hook to finish the job...
Doomsday: I must admit that wasn't a bad move... Still, I don't want you throwing that left hook...
Lucifer: And, you don't think Liam will target the left hand once again... I need to show him that it is quite fun and that will not cost me the match...
Doomsday: The doctors say it is close to 100%, but not quite there yet...
Lucifer: I beat Jack last week and the left hand didn't bother me enough to cost me the match...
Doomsday: Different styles... Jack would rather take it right to you, but Liam is going to attack that left hand... The young man knows what he is doing...
Lucifer: I will use that left hand at some point in the match and break his jaw... I am going to walk out with my title back...
Doomsday: I am sure you will... We shall see what Liam has in store of us this evening... You are going to walk out with the title tonight...
[Lucifer continues to throw more punches in mid air...]
Lucifer: Where were you?
Doomsday: Talking to Frostbite about business...
Lucifer: Masked men business?
Doomsday: Yes... I told him that if they show up we would have his back...
[He shakes his head...]
Doomsday: In exchange, he needs to do us a favor...
Lucifer: And that would be?
[Lucifer pauses...]
Lucifer: My Television title match somehow?
Doomsday: Nope, we have that covered... We have worked hard on planning this... I feel Liam's undefeated streak is due to end and the Television title is coming home to you...
Lucifer: What could it be then?
Doomsday: Relax; I will let you know when it is time...
[Doomsday reaches into a brown bag on the floor as he pulls out a tablet...]
Lucifer: Why do you have that?
Doomsday: I have downloaded your last match against Liam...
Lucifer: I am sure there is a reason you would like to rub my face in my defeat...
Doomsday: Nope, I want you to before you hit that ring later on to have a better grip on how to handle Liam...
Lucifer: I thought we planned for this already...
Doomsday: We have, but looking back on this match... I saw a few times where you stopped and paused...
Lucifer: What do you mean?
Doomsday: What I am saying... You had to try and think of a move to pull out and you changed your mind in hitting a move... I believe this lead to your defeat...
Lucifer: You picked up on that?
Doomsday: Yes, I did... I am your manager... It is my job to notice these things... Why don't we take a seat and I will explain...
[They both do so as Doomsday comes to a part in the match...]
Doomsday: Right here... You hit a backbreaker, but instead a few seconds earlier you wanted to try something else...
Lucifer: Yes, I was going to connect with a chokeslam, but the left hand was hurting a little bit... Didn't want to attempt it, thus I decide on the backbreaker...
Doomsday: Use your right hand and still could have hit that chokeslam... I know you feel stronger in your left, but nothing wrong with the right... Don't pause at all in a match... Always go with your first choice...
Lucifer: I never thought about it that way... I guess, I was more focus on the left hurting...
Doomsday: I understand...
Lucifer: But, I can't believe, I tapped out... Never should have done that...
Doomsday: You live to fight another day... Could have hurt that hand futher and you would be on the shelf for who knows how long...
Lucifer: I don't plan on quitting tonight... Liam is going to get his ass handed to him... I am walking out with the title...
Doomsday: That is what I like to hear... However, I would like to change just a couple of things in our plans...
Lucifer: You are the manager...
Doomsday: Excellent... Here is how we might want to approach this spot in the match...
[As they discuss a few things, the scene fades to black...]
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[Two young men are throwing around “the pigskin” in a park somewhere... Then one of them catches the ball and tosses it to the ground as he starts to stumble around before collapsing on the ground...]
Guy #1: Dude, I’m getting so thirsty and tired...
[His buddy comes in to view...]
Guy #2: Well it looks like some one needs to slurp a BURP-A-LURP™...
Horrible singing: BUUUUUUUUURRRRP-A-LUUUUUUUUURRRRP™™™!!!
[Guy #2 stands over top of the first man who is lying motionless on the ground... He holds a two litre bottle filled with some questionable, horrible tasting red solution...]
Guy #2: IT’S A RESCUE MISSION!!!
[And with that, Guy #2 proceeds to dump the entire two litres of ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ on his friend’s face!!! Then we have close up the first guy looking like he has then jumped right back up off the ground...]
Guy #1: I FEEL SOOOOOOOOO REINVIGORATED!!!
[Then we cut to the ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ cola logo...]
Off screen voice: BURP-A-LURP™!!! It puts the (belching ‘urp‘ noise) in burp!!!
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Backstage:
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[We see that Frostbite is still back in the locker room as he continues to prepare for his first round match in the Survival of the Fittest tournament as he prepares for the Outlaw... Once again things haven't changed as Frostbite is still stretching, but this time his right leg is up in the air and somebody’s broad right shoulder... We see that Frostbite's face appears to be etched in pain or at least we think that could be the case here... The broad shoulders are connected to that of a young man who appears to be roughly 6'5 or 6'6 give a take an inch here and their... The young man is wearing a red t-shirt with the symbol of the IXWA written in big white letters... He has on blue jeans and gray boots... As the camera zooms back we see that it is Matt, the young man that Frostbite was talking to a couple of weeks ago... He continues to get himself limber for this match... Frostbite nods his head and Matt as he lets go of his leg...]
Frostbite: I want to say thanks for helping me out...
Matt: No problem, just glad I could help...
Frostbite: Where is Jason?
Matt: He is doing some extra work around backstage... And besides, he is trying to make some extra money to get my sister a gift...
Frostbite: Have any ideas?
Matt: Not a clue...
Frostbite: Ready for my left leg?
Matt: Sure...
[As he is about to give Matt is right leg... Kimberly walks into the locker room...]
Kimberly: Frostbite, can I get a word with you?
[Frostbite looks at her as if he just might toss her out of the locker room...]
Frostbite: Can't you see I am getting ready for my match?
Kimberly: Which is why I am trying to get a word with you...
[He looks at Matt...]
Frostbite: When you become a big star in this sport someday you are going to have to contend with reporters who want to interrupt why you are preparing for a huge match...
Kimberly: Doomsday would give that kind of lip, but I didn't think I would get this from you...
Frostbite: I don't like being interrupted while I am getting ready for any match... I have operated that way for several years...
Kimberly: I wanted to get your take on the Outlaw...
Frostbite: Look, I know that the Outlaw is a veteran... A man that certainly knows his way around that ring... The man has won a few titles in his lifetime...
Kimberly: What is your game plan? Or do you have one at all?
Frostbite: Look, I have a game plan in place, but I am not going to tell you or anybody for that matter...
Kimberly: I understand...
Frostbite: I approach the Outlaw as a guy that wants to make a serious impact on his return to this company... A win over me in this tournament would certainly make people sit up and take notice... But, I am not going to let him or anybody stop me in this tournament... I am focussed on one thing and that is winning this tournament and down the road get a shot at the Extreme Warrior title...
Kimberly: What about?
[Frostbite cuts her off...]
Frostbite: I am not going to answer any questions about those three masked men?
Kimberly: Your car last week was destroyed...
Frostbite: I know it was... I will deal with them in due time... Matt would like a piece of them...
[Matt nods his head...]
Kimberly: I did see you with a new ride...
Frostbite: I would not call it a new ride... It was Rebecca's jeep...
Kimberly: I did like the license plate on the jeep...
Frostbite: Where is this leading?
Kimberly: It said something to the effect of Frostbite's lady, but shortened to get on the license plate...
Frostbite: That was her decision... I thought we were talking about wrestling, not about Rebecca...
Kimberly: We are?
[Frostbite cuts her off again...]
Frostbite: You are starting to remind me of those three masked men and disrespecting her memory...
Kimberly: I am not here to disrespect her memory at all... Just wanted to get your thoughts about your match later on...
Frostbite: I believe you already have...
[He pauses again...]
Frostbite: I look forward to getting into that ring with anybody in this tournament and when it is all said and done... I will be the one standing with the trophy and the shot at the title and when that happens...
[An intense look in his blue eyes as he turns toward the camera...]
Frostbite: I will become the new Extreme Warrior champion... I will become a 12 time champion, and nobody, not the Outlaw, not the three masked men or Jack Williams will stop me...
[Frostbite throws his left leg on Matt's right shoulder as he gets it stretched out...]
[Fade to black...]
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OCW Presents: Total Demolition
LIVE on PPV!!! Sunday, April 27th, 2014
From Tombstone, Arizona
War Games Grudge Match
The Family vs... Team Brianna
OCW Southern Championship, OCW Tag Team Championships
and OCW Internet Championship all on the line
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Backstage:
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[Back in the locker room we see the seven foot monster is sitting on a bench in front of yet another dented locker... However, what is unusual to our eyes is that Lucifer appears to be relaxed for a change... He has a tablet in his hands – the one that Doomsday had earlier... He was showing his last match against Liam in where he lost the Television championship... He has his face buried in it as it appears he is trying to learn as much as he can... He is trying to see what Doomsday saw...]
Lucifer: Still trying to figure out how in the hell was I tipping my moves...
[Doomsday is not around right this minute... It has come somewhat of a ritual that Lucifer must drink a bottle of water before any of his matches; this is probably what he is doing right this second... Lucifer puts the tablet down next to him as the big man looks a little bit confused...]
Lucifer: Still don't get it...
[Suddenly the door swings open to the locker room, but it isn't Doomsday walking in... Nope it is Frostbite...]
Frostbite: What is going on big man?
Lucifer: Nothing much... Just waiting for Doomsday to bring me back my bottle of water...
[Frostbite spots the tablet...]
Frostbite: Going high tech on us?
Lucifer: Nah... Doomsday bought this in and he was showing me my last match against Liam on it...
Frostbite: I am guessing showing you what mistakes you might have made...
Lucifer: He was telling me that I might have been tipping off some of my moves...
Frostbite: Let me see what he is talking about...
[Lucifer picks up the tablet...]
Lucifer: Also, he said that was pausing, taking too much time in between some moves...
Frostbite: Could be onto something... After all - the guy is your manager...
[Lucifer plays what he has been looking at back to Frostbite...]
Lucifer: He says right here, I was tipping off my move...
[Frostbite looks over Lucifer’s broad shoulders as he watches the replay...]
Frostbite: AH!!!
Lucifer: What do you mean, ah?
[Frostbite points to something he has picked up...]
Frostbite: If you notice you tap your left foot twice before you are going to hit the left arm clothesline...
[Lucifer plays that part in the match over...]
Lucifer: I never really knew... And you picked up on that?
Frostbite: I am guessing Doomsday did as well...
Lucifer: And I am guessing Liam might have as well...
Frostbite: Could very well have, but I am guessing that it was more of the injury that cost you the title... But it is always good to learn from certain mistakes so you will not repeat them again...
Lucifer: He tells me that I paused a couple of times in the match...
Frostbite: Couldn't decide on a move...
Lucifer: Yes...
Frostbite: Had that same problem when I broke into this business... I did that in a match against The Traveller... You remember him...
[Lucifer nods...]
Frostbite: On a pay-per-view, no less he could tell that I would pause and think about doing a move... He always told me to go with number one...
Lucifer: Doomsday tells me the same thing...
Frostbite: You pause too often... It could cost you a match and simple inside cradle if you pause will cost you the match...
Lucifer: If I had a spot in the match... I want to connect with either a short arm clothesline or a sidewalk slam...
Frostbite: If that short arm clothesline is option one, then go with it...
Lucifer: I got you...
Frostbite: Let me head back to the locker room...
[Suddenly Doomsday walks back in...]
Doomsday: What are you doing in here?
Frostbite: Wishing your man luck in getting back the Television title...
Lucifer: He was giving me a few pointers...
Doomsday: Really?
Frostbite: He was telling about some spots in his last match... I pointed them out to him...
Doomsday: Good... You understand then what I was talking about?
Lucifer: I got the point...
Doomsday: Well, let's sit down and make those corrections...
[The two big men do as Doomsday hands Lucifer his water...]
Frostbite: Good luck...
[Frostbite walks out of the locker room, as the two seven footers discuss last minute thoughts...]
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Ringside:
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TM: We’re getting word that Frostbite is heading towards the ringside area for his match, so let’s take it to Joey for the introductions...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where "Sparkling" Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a qualifying match for the 2014 Survival of the Fittest tournament... Introducing first...
Cue: 'Long Haired Country Boy' by Charlie Daniels
[The Outlaw slowly walks into the ring, glaring at the crowds as he stops to heckle a few of the ringside fans, and insult them...]
TM: We heard from the Outlaw earlier this week and this is what he had ro say...
[The Camera focuses in on The Outlaw as he stands in the middle of an empty ring...]
'So this Friday, The Outlaw has a match with The Cold Hearted Bastard... Heh heh heh, Well you may be a cold hearted bastard, but I am the Bastard from Hell, and come this Friday Night, boy, Hell is what you're going to be in for...
This Friday night, Frostbite, I'm going to light a fire and melt your ass...
This Friday Night, The Outlaw rides into town and Frostbite, you picked the wrong person to have a showdown with...
[Back to ringside...]
SJD: Weighing in at 230 pounds and hailing from Odessa, Texas... The Outlaaaaaaaaaaaaawww!!!
[As he climbs into the ring, the Outlaw grabs the microphone as he bashes and insults California, and proclaims it to be morally bankrupt and inferior to Texas...]
SJD: His opponent...
[“Hunt You Down” by Salvia blasts out over the sound system as Frostbite throws back the curtain as he looks down at first, but he slowly raises his head up as the cameras catch the intense look in his blue eyes...
Crowd: YEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!
SJD: Weighing in at 226 pounds and hailing from Boulder, Colorado... He is the “Cold Hearted [BLEEP]... Frostbiiiiiiiite!!!
[Frostbite strides towards the ring - along the way down the aisle he cracks his neck from side to side as he never takes his eyes off the ring... He slaps a few hands on the way down to the ring... As he gets to ringside he hops up on the ring apron and jumps over the top rope... He takes off his t-shirt and throws it into the crowd... He bounces off the ropes twice as he makes his way toward the middle of the ring...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 11, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest qualifying match:
"Cold Hearted B*st*rd" Frostbite Vs The Outlaw
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
The Outlaw takes Frostbite down with a hair pull takedown...
The Outlaw runs into the ropes...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw with a dropkick...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw with a dragon screw...
Frostbite hits a backbreaker on The Outlaw...
Frostbite covers The Outlaw...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, shoulder up...
Frostbite catches The Outlaw in a figure-four leglock...
Frostbite lets go after 11 seconds...
Frostbite goes for an STO, but The Outlaw blocks it...
The Outlaw executes an eye gouge on Frostbite...
The Outlaw goes for a headsmash into the turnbuckle, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite goes for an STO, but The Outlaw counters it with an eye gouge...
The Outlaw goes for a hair pull takedown, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw with a kick to the knee...
Frostbite executes a German suplex on The Outlaw...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Frostbite throws The Outlaw out of the ring...
Dana Riggelman counts: one, two, three, four, The Outlaw reenters the ring...
Frostbite goes for a knifehand chop, but The Outlaw blocks it...
The Outlaw goes for a running clothesline, but Frostbite ducks out of the way...
Frostbite whips The Outlaw into the ropes...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw with an elbow...
Frostbite attempts to place The Outlaw on the turnbuckle, but The Outlaw blocks it...
Frostbite whips The Outlaw into the ropes, but The Outlaw reverses it...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw with a clothesline...
Frostbite goes for a kneebar, but The Outlaw blocks it...
The Outlaw takes Frostbite down with a front slam...
The Outlaw hits a series of punches on Frostbite...
Quite a few boos are audible...
The Outlaw uses a flying kneedrop on Frostbite...
The Outlaw catches Frostbite in a bearhug...
Frostbite tries to escape the hold...
Frostbite inches his way towards the ropes after being trapped for 14 seconds...
The Outlaw goes for a headbutt, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite nails The Outlaw with a release German suplex...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frostbite...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frostbite...
Frostbite chops The Outlaw...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frostbite...
Frostbite chops The Outlaw...
A few fans are cheering on Frostbite...
Frostbite executes a kick to the knee on The Outlaw...
Frostbite takes The Outlaw down with a vertical suplex...
Frostbite whips The Outlaw into the ropes...
Frostbite and The Outlaw get hit with a double clothesline...
Frostbite goes for an overhead belly-to-belly suplex, but The Outlaw blocks it...
The Outlaw goes for a big boot, but Frostbite ducks out of the way...
Frostbite takes The Outlaw down with a spinebuster...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frostbite...
Frostbite places The Outlaw on the turnbuckle...
Frostbite takes The Outlaw down with a top-rope huracanrana...
A few fans are cheering on Frostbite...
Frostbite sets up The Outlaw on the turnbuckle...
Frostbite uses a top-rope huracanrana on The Outlaw...
A few fans are cheering on Frostbite...
Frostbite goes for a snap suplex, but The Outlaw counters it with a vertical suplex...
The Outlaw executes an eye gouge on Frostbite...
The Outlaw goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but Frostbite counters it with a Fujiwara armbar...
The Outlaw is valiantly trying to break the hold...
The Outlaw breaks the hold after 9 seconds...
The Outlaw throws Frostbite out of the ring...
The Outlaw goes for a flying elbowdrop, but Frostbite moves out of the way...
Frostbite throws The Outlaw back into the ring...
Frostbite whips The Outlaw into the ropes...
The Outlaw hits Frostbite with a clothesline...
The Outlaw hits a legdrop on Frostbite...
The Outlaw whips Frostbite into the ropes, but Frostbite reverses it...
The Outlaw executes a clothesline on Frostbite...
The Outlaw whips Frostbite into the turnbuckle, but Frostbite reverses it...
The Outlaw comes back and rocks Frostbite with a clothesline...
The Outlaw hits a headsmash into the turnbuckle on Frostbite...
The Outlaw hits Frostbite with a headbutt...
The Outlaw takes Frostbite down with a right jab...
The Outlaw nails Frostbite with a running clothesline...
The Outlaw sets up Frostbite on the turnbuckle...
The Outlaw uses a superplex on Frostbite...
The Outlaw executes a jab on Frostbite...
The Outlaw takes Frostbite down with a punch...
The Outlaw goes for a jab, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frostbite...
The Outlaw hits Frostbite...
A fan at ringside badmouths The Outlaw...
Frostbite chops The Outlaw...
Frostbite chops The Outlaw...
A few fans are cheering on Frostbite...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Frostbite...
The Outlaw chops Frostbite...
The Outlaw further incites the crowd...
The Outlaw chops Frostbite...
The Outlaw whips Frostbite into the ropes, but Frostbite reverses it...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw with a dropkick...
Frostbite is going for the cover...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite whips The Outlaw into the ropes...
The Outlaw misses with an elbow...
The Outlaw misses with a shoulderblock...
Frostbite goes for an overhead belly-to-belly suplex, but The Outlaw blocks it...
The Outlaw hits Frostbite...
Numerous fans are using The Outlaw for target practice...
Frostbite punches The Outlaw...
Frostbite punches The Outlaw...
A small "Frostbite" chant is being started...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw...
Frostbite uses a DDT on The Outlaw...
The crowd is starting to get behind Frostbite...
Frostbite whips The Outlaw into the ropes...
Frostbite takes The Outlaw down with an STO...
A small "Frostbite" chant is being started...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
The Outlaw misses with a clothesline...
Frostbite misses with a shoulderblock...
The Outlaw hits Frostbite with a clothesline...
The Outlaw goes for a fistdrop, but Frostbite rolls out of the way...
Frostbite goes for a figure-four leglock, but The Outlaw kicks him off...
The Outlaw whips Frostbite into the ropes...
The Outlaw hits Frostbite with a backdrop...
The Outlaw goes for a top-rope splash, but Frostbite gets his knees up...
Frostbite whips The Outlaw into the ropes, but The Outlaw reverses it...
The Outlaw misses with an elbow...
The Outlaw uses a roundhouse right on Frostbite...
The Outlaw takes Frostbite down with a neckbreaker drop...
Numerous fans are using The Outlaw for target practice...
The Outlaw goes for a backdrop, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
The Outlaw misses with a clothesline...
Frostbite misses with an elbow...
Frostbite hits The Outlaw with a clothesline...
Frostbite executes an STO on The Outlaw...
Frostbite nails The Outlaw with a missile dropkick...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Frostbite misses with a kick...
The Outlaw puts Frostbite in a clawhold...
Frostbite manages to grab the ropes after 7 seconds...
The Outlaw goes for a top-rope splash, but Frostbite gets his knees up...
Frostbite hits an elbowsmash on The Outlaw...
Frostbite goes for a flying forearm, but The Outlaw ducks out of the way...
The Outlaw hits Frostbite with a headsmash into the turnbuckle...
The Outlaw takes Frostbite down with a series of punches...
The Outlaw locks Frostbite in a Boston crab...
Frostbite breaks the hold after 5 seconds...
Frostbite nails The Outlaw with an STO...
Frostbite covers The Outlaw...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite goes for a release German suplex, but The Outlaw blocks it...
The Outlaw runs into the ropes...
The Outlaw misses with an elbow...
Frostbite takes The Outlaw down with a dropkick...
Frostbite puts The Outlaw in the STF...
The Outlaw gets ahold of the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds...
Frostbite executes a DDT on The Outlaw...
The crowd is cheering on Frostbite...
Frostbite executes the Snowstorm on The Outlaw...
Frostbite is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Frostbite goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, three...
Frostbite is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing in the 2014 Survival of the Fittest tournament – Frooooooossssstbiiiiiiiiiteee!!!
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Winner: Frostbite
Time of match: 0:11:44
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TM: A hard fought match there...
JT: Certainly those two gave it everything they had...
TM: As always there must be a winner and a loser...
JT: This tournament is shaping up to be a great one...
[Frostbite drops to the floor as he quickly looks back into the ring...]
TM: I am shocked we haven't seen the three masked men at all...
JT: By the way Frostbite is looking back into the ring that might be what he is thinking...
[Frostbite gets ready to walk back up the aisle...]
Voice: HEY FROSTBITE!!!
TM: Where is that coming from?
[Static is on the XtremeTron as Frostbite stops in his tracks...]
JT: What is this?
[Suddenly the XtremeTron comes into focus...]
Voice: Frostbite...
[He looks around to see if the voice is coming from somewhere in the building... As the picture becomes clearer... We come upon a cemetery as the wind blows up the huge black gate... Our cameras pan through the cemetery as if they are looking for something or someone...]
Voice: Come over here...
[The camera tries to follow the voice, until they reach one of the masked men... It is appears to be the shorter one... He is wearing a black ski mask with the usually green clothing from head to toe...]
Voice: I am glad you could make it...
[He turns toward the tombstone right in front of him...]
Voice: Frostbite, you can relax... Well at least for this week... We decided to give you a week off...
[A slight pause before the mask man continues...]
Voice: My buddies are taking the week off as well... Nope, they are not in the arena this evening... So you need not worried about looking around...
[Frostbite has a puzzled look on his face...]
Voice: You may ask... What in the hell am I doing here?
[He laughs...]
Voice: Well, Frostbite knows this place should look familiar to him... He was here last year...
[Frostbite shakes his head...]
Voice: Allow me to explain a little bit more to you...
[The camera zooms in on the tombstone as it reads...]
“Here lies... Rebecca Cannon...
A great friend...
A great wife...
A great daughter...
She was loved by all that she touched...”
Voice: Reading that actually bought a tear to my eye...
[More laughter...]
Voice: Frostbite, I thought last week... Destroying your car was a wake up call for you... I thought you would get the message... And that message would be is that you are not welcome around here... It is time for you to leave... But, once again your ego appears to be getting the best of you... The car meant something to you and I know it... Instead you decide to drive around in Rebecca's jeep...
TM: How does he know that he has his late wife's jeep?
Voice: I don't know what else I could do to make you understand that you aren't welcome around here... But, I thought about it for an entire week and then it hit me... Why not come here to Seattle the hometown of Rebecca Cannon and take in the great sights... I actually did get a chance to see your ex in-laws... Got to say nice people...
JT: Where is he going with this?
Voice: I thought the best way to finally get your attention was to come right here and stand in front of this tombstone and tell your dead wife just what kind of man you really are...
[Frostbite is just standing there in a state of shock...]
Voice: Rebecca your husband is a ----
Frostbite: WHAT IN THE HELL DO YOU WANT?
Voice: What do I want? I want you to leave, that’s all... Nobody else has to get hurt... I don't have to take away any other things that might be important to you...
[He looks back at the tombstone...]
Voice: However, Frostbite, I will tell you something about your great wife... You know while you were on the road trying to earn an honest living for your family... Your great wife was cheating on you...
[Frostbite is really confused...]
Voice: I actually know the guy she was cheating with... You what to know you?
Frostbite: What in the hell are you talking about?
Voice: She was cheating on you with --- ME!!!
[Frostbite’s blood is boiling over...]
TM: Dear God, what in the hell does he have against Frostbite...
Voice: I know you are going to stand there and say that I am a lying piece of crap... Your lovely Rebecca wouldn't do such a thing... Why don't you ask her best friend, Rachael, she will tell you the truth?
JT: This guy is going too far...
Voice: But we will never know because, Rebecca is in the ground and she took the secret of my identity with her... Her friend well she is half way around the world and not even I know where she is at...
[The masked man reaches down and pulls a black spray can up...]
Voice: You know what Frostbite... We need to add something else to this tombstone don't you think?
Frostbite: Don't do it...
[The masked man shakes the can as he spray paints something on the tombstone...]
TM: I don't believe this...
[He finishes as he steps back for the camera to see... The camera blurs what the mask man put on the tombstone, only the people in the arena and Frostbite can see...]
Voice: I think that was only fitting Frostbite...
Frostbite: YOU SON OF A BLEEP!!!
Voice: This can all have been avoided if you had left the company... I know that we can beat on you all day long and you will get up and come after us... I thought if he can't beat you physically, then why not mentally... I bet it is killing you right now that your wife was a --
Frostbite: I am going to get you if it the last thing, I ever do...
Voice: Frostbite, I am going to hold you to your very words... Because, trust me... It will be the last thing that you ever do... Until later...
[Frostbite races up the aisle and out of your sight...]
JT: I just don't want to say right now...
TM: If the whole point was getting into Frostbite's head well I think he did his job...
JT: Do you think he was telling the truth about Frostbite's wife?
TM: I don't know...
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Backstage:
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[We open to Dexter Payne, standing backstage with Mandy and Kimberly McGraff, both of whom have beautiful, if not a little ditzy, smiles on their faces... Dexter looks at the two of them, as their glassy eyed stare at him doesn’t seem to improve his mood, and shakes his head with a sigh...]
Mandy: We’re standing here with Dexter Payne, one of the IXWA’s newest recruits...
Kimberly: You’ve certainly made quite a splash since debuting in the IXWA, but last week you suffered your first loss at the hands of Caleb Foley... Some people are saying that you didn’t seem like yourself during the match and that maybe you’re just a fluke - how do you respond to that?
[Dexter puts a hand to the bridge of his nose, massaging as if the very sound of the girls’ voices is giving him a headache, and pauses...]
Dexter: How do I respond? How do I RESPOND? For the past week, do you know what I’ve heard? “Dexter Payne lost... Dexter’s a loser... Dexter’s not going to make it... Dexter Payne is just a flash in the pan...”
[He chuckles...]
Dexter: Thing is all those voices, all those things they said about me - they’re all right...
[Both Mandy and Kimberly look shocked, but before they can say anything, Dexter cuts them off with a black nailed finger to both of their lips...]
Dexter: Ok, ok, I’ll admit it... Dexter Payne wasn’t himself last week... I lost... I was the loser... I didn’t make it... But what I AM NOT is a flash in the pan... That would be something you could say about some rookie newcomer who’s cheated his way into a couple of marks in the win column, but not me... Not now, not ever...
Caleb Foley, you were just simply the better man... You beat a guy with a mind that was elsewhere, on things that are - quite honestly, more important than you... The sad reality is that in many years from now, when people think back into the glory days of wrestling history, there’s going to be one of our names that people continually remember, and I promise you that it’s not Caleb Foley...
[His eyes glint, that familiar, sadistic smirk crossing his lips...]
Unless, that is, if you count how they are going to talk about what I’m going to do to you...
Mandy: What are you talking about?
[Dexter shakes his head, his voice taking on a slight lilt, like when someone talks to a puppy, or a small child...]
Dexter: Mandy, surely even you and Kimberly can understand this: whether I was mentally all there or not, Caleb Foley cost me my shot at glory here in the IXWA, glory that will eventually achieve, but deferred glory nonetheless... And people who cost me chances - well, let’s just say things don’t go well for them... If you want proof, Foley, just go ask Lone Wolf, if you could ever find him... Ask Spooky Doom... Ask Blankman... Ask Damian Payne... Where are they?!!!
I’ll tell you where they are - NOWHERE... They are exactly where I put them, either out of commission or at the bottom of the list, where they belong!!!
[Dexter’s face is flushed, showing a bit of emotion for the first time...]
Tonight, when Jack Williams and I step in the ring with you, you can bring Mike Gionet with you, but trust me, I’m going to be locked onto you like a guided missile, and I will break you... It’s not if, it’s when... When I choose, how I choose, and why I choose... I WILL make an example out of you tonight – and you will experience the true meaning of Payne and Violence...
Now, ladies, if you’ll excuse me... I need to find a place where I don’t have to hear your voices anymore...
[With that, he strides away, leaving a visibly offended Mandy and Kimberly behind him as the scene fades away...]
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Ringside:
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TM: Time now for a tag team match – where if Dexter Payne and the current Extreme Warrior champion- Jack Williams win, they may get a future shot at the IXWA Extreme Tag Team Championships...
JT: If he did – and he won – Williams would have to decide which was the most important to him... Which belt would he like to keep?
TM: Let’s get the intros from Joey...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This tag team contest is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first...
[The crowd roars as every light in the auditorium cuts out at once... On the screen in black and white, a man in a trench coat is seen walking toward the end of a pier, his footfalls echoing loudly through the arena... Ahead of him stands another man, dressed exactly as the first, and as he reaches the end of the pier, he puts a gun to the second man’s head, the light from above falling just so that we can see a smirk and a pierced lip, and then pulls the trigger... Now dead, the man falls backward off the pier, light catching his face to reveal the fact that it’s the same as the shooters, and as he hits the water the music kicks in with the first lines as the name Dexter Payne appears in ripped blue lettering through the water as the body sinks to the depths...]
“I'm not the only one who can't see why it crossed your mind
I see your life and death reduce into a product line
It's not enough to see you speaking through the blindest of eyes
The same dead, cold breath is reducing mine”
[The curtain parts and out steps the man, taking a moment with a tilted head to look around the crowd, basking in the roar that comes with his reveal... The lights come up, tinting the entire arena blue...]
“I can't see why, why
You're not a saint, you're a thief
You can't deny, deny
It's all a ploy underneath...”
SJD: Hailing from Nashville, TN and weighing in at 225lbs... Dexter Paaaaaaaaaaayyynee!!!
[His arms rise, gesturing to the crowd, waving them on in their reaction... He turns his head, lights reflecting off the mirrored frames of his sunglasses, and with a quick tuck of his blue tinted hair behind his ears, he begins to head to the ring...]
“All I've seen (you better learn to keep your face under the dark)
All I need (wake up and feel the blood escape your heart)
Your disease (for every word that you devalue and mistake)
I can't breathe (for every soul you nauseate with what you say)”
[He stops at the ring apron, looking around again, and then lazily rolls into the ring, rising to a kneeling position in the center of the ring, with arms outstretched toward the sky...]
“You've brought this verdict on yourself (before we ever had a chance)
I hope you cry for the one's you've lost...
You built this burden when you fell (you know we never took a glance)
I hope it's worth all the blood it cost...”
[Dexter rises to his feet, taking a nearby turnbuckle and staring out the crowd with arms spread wide, before turning and dropping to his feet on the mat...]
SJD: And his partner...
[The opening chords to “Violence Fetish” by Disturbed wail... After the opening few lines and guitar interlude, Williams emerges... He walks out slowly, surveying the crowd... He salutes them by raising his axe handle, Ole’ Hickory into the air in one hand and the IXWA Extreme Warrior Championship in the other... He then points Ole' Hickory at his opponent in the ring...]
SJD: Hailing from San Antonio, Texas and weighing in at 280 pounds... He is the IXWA Extreme Warrior champion... He is “Random Violence” Jaaaaaaack Williaaaaaaaaaaaaaams!!!
[Williams deliberately makes his way to the ring and slides under the bottom rope... He then ascends the near turnbuckle and scales it to the middle turnbuckle... He again salutes the crowd with the axe handle before jumping off the turnbuckle and handing both Ole' Hickory and the championship belt to the referee...]
SJD: Their opponents...
["Loyal to No-One" by The Dropkick Murphy's plays over the PA as the arena goes completely silent...]
I first meet this man at the Cammen street Tracks
In no shape for success headed nowhere to fast
He may have been someone once by the sound of his call
Now he answers to no one
NO-ONE AT ALL!!!
We all die alone, he shouted as he passed
With no sense of regret, see he never looked back
Though his pride was wounded, his ego was strong
Yea that was his Trouble and this is his Song
You said we die alone; in this case you were right
No friends by your side or family in sight
There'll be no talking your way out this time
So don't count the cash cause you leave it behind
[A hooded man stands at the entrance just bouncing to the beat of the music... His head is down so his face is completely covered... The man lifts up his head to reveal that it is none other Caleb Foley and the crowd has absolutely exploded now with cheers... Caleb pulls the hood off his head and reveals a new hairstyle his reddish hair completely slicked back and a full red beard with a black goatee... Caleb begins to walk down the entrance when he stops; he bends down and pounds his knuckles to the ground and his points up to the sky as a huge pyro display goes off!!! Foley continues to walk down to the ring as the fans are chanting his name but seems not to really be interacting with them as much as his once did... Foley is looking in the ring and he seems to mean business... Foley slides underneath the bottom rope and begins to stretch against the ropes...]
SJD: FROM DUBLIN, IRELAND, STANDING 6 FOOT 1 AND WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY POUNDS, HE IS ONE HALF OF THE IXWA EXTREME TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS - THIS IS
THE CELTIC CRIPPLER...
CALEB FOLEY!!!
[FACE POP!!!]
SJD: His partner...
[As Rise Against's "Satellite" begins with its power chords, the handsome young Mike Gionet sprints into view... He's got a blue and white color scheme going on - teal half tights, white boots, and his elbow and knee pads in a much darker navy blue to contrast with the tights... Gionet's obvious enthusiasm as he makes a quick entrance gets the crowd excited as well, Mike taking time to slap a couple of hands before he has to head down the ramp and dive under the bottom rope into the ring...]
SJD: From Hawthorne, California and weighing in at 196 pounds... He is one half of the IXWA Extreme Tag Team champions - Mike Gionet!!!
[He leaps to his feet, smiling, and runs to one of the corners, facing the entrance while he pumps his fists and mentally prepares...]
TM: Let's get this match underway...
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 11, 2014:
Non-title match:
"Random Violence" Jack Williams & Dexter Payne
Vs "Celtic Crippler" Caleb Foley & Mike Gionet
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Jack Williams hits a piledriver on Mike Gionet...
The crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Jack Williams and Dexter Payne whip Mike Gionet into the ropes...
They hit Mike Gionet with a double kick to the midsection...
Dexter Payne executes a DDT on Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams nails Mike Gionet with a flying kneedrop...
Jack Williams is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
Jack Williams takes Mike Gionet down with a flying axhandle...
Dexter Payne enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Jack Williams and Dexter Payne hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Jack Williams and Dexter Payne hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Jack Williams and Dexter Payne hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
Jack Williams throws Mike Gionet out of the ring...
Mike Gionet hangs on to the top rope...
Mike Gionet pulls himself back in...
Mike Gionet nails Jack Williams with a flying forearm...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Gionet hits a drop toe hold on Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet is going for the cover...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Mike Gionet goes for a hiptoss, but Jack Williams counters it with a lariat...
Jack Williams further incites the crowd...
In turn, Mike Gionet counters it with a Fujiwara armbar...
Jack Williams is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Jack Williams grabs the ropes after being trapped for 19 seconds...
Caleb Foley enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Mike Gionet and Caleb Foley hit Jack Williams with a double leg lariat...
Caleb Foley leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet locks Jack Williams in a wristlock...
Jack Williams breaks the hold after 14 seconds...
Jack Williams executes a series of punches on Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams whips Mike Gionet into the ropes, but Mike Gionet reverses it...
Mike Gionet hits Jack Williams with a kick...
Mike Gionet runs into the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Mike Gionet with a shoulderblock...
Jack Williams tags out to Dexter Payne...
Dexter Payne and Jack Williams hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Caleb Foley enters the ring, but gets cut off...
Dexter Payne and Jack Williams whip Mike Gionet into the ropes...
They hit Mike Gionet with a double clothesline...
Jack Williams leaves the ring...
Dexter Payne hits Mike Gionet with a frog splash...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Dexter Payne takes Mike Gionet down with a handspring elbow...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Dexter Payne whips Mike Gionet into the ropes...
Mike Gionet misses with an elbow...
Mike Gionet misses with a kick...
Mike Gionet misses with a kick...
Dexter Payne hits Mike Gionet with an elbow...
Dexter Payne hits a backdrop driver on Mike Gionet...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Dexter Payne executes the Ashes and Ashes on Mike Gionet...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Dexter Payne goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up...
Dexter Payne goes for a springboard moonsault, but Mike Gionet rolls out of the way...
Mike Gionet is going for the cover...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, shoulder up...
Mike Gionet sends Dexter Payne into the turnbuckle, but Dexter Payne reverses it...
Dexter Payne nails Mike Gionet with a fisherman buster...
Dexter Payne is going for the cover...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Dexter Payne uses a flying forearm on Mike Gionet...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Dexter Payne runs into the ropes...
Dexter Payne hits Mike Gionet with an elbow...
Dexter Payne goes for a flying spinning leg lariat, but Mike Gionet ducks out of the way...
Mike Gionet goes for a headlock takedown, but Dexter Payne throws him off...
Dexter Payne whips Mike Gionet into the ropes...
Mike Gionet hits Dexter Payne with a clothesline...
Mike Gionet whips Dexter Payne into the ropes, but Dexter Payne reverses it...
Dexter Payne executes a dropsault on Mike Gionet...
Dexter Payne takes Mike Gionet down with a flying lariat...
Dexter Payne hits a flying forearm on Mike Gionet...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Jack Williams enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Caleb Foley enters the ring and lays out Jack Williams...
Caleb Foley nails Dexter Payne with a roundhouse kick...
There are lots of chants for Caleb Foley...
Mike Gionet takes Dexter Payne down with a backslide...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Caleb Foley leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet uses a swinging neckbreaker on Dexter Payne...
A small "Mike Gionet" chant is being started...
Mike Gionet tags out to Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet whip Dexter Payne into the ropes...
They hit Dexter Payne with a double clothesline...
Mike Gionet leaves the ring...
Caleb Foley goes for a roundhouse kick, but Dexter Payne counters it with a cradle suplex...
Dexter Payne nails Caleb Foley with a frog splash...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Dexter Payne attempts to place Caleb Foley on the turnbuckle, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Dexter Payne tags out to Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet enters the ring and lays out Dexter Payne...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet hit Jack Williams with a double knifehand chop...
Mike Gionet leaves the ring...
Caleb Foley takes Jack Williams down with a knifehand chop...
Caleb Foley goes for an abdominal stretch, but Jack Williams counters it with a hiptoss...
Dexter Payne enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Dexter Payne goes for a roundhouse kick, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet goes for a monkey flip, but Dexter Payne blocks it...
Dexter Payne throws Mike Gionet out of the ring...
Mike Gionet hangs on to the top rope...
Mike Gionet clutches his legs around Dexter Payne's head...
Mike Gionet pulls Dexter Payne out of the ring...
Mike Gionet slides back in under the bottom rope...
Mike Gionet jumps onto him with a plancha...
Mike Gionet takes Dexter Payne down with a brainbuster...
Dana Riggelman counts: 1...
Dana Riggelman counts: 2...
Mike Gionet takes Dexter Payne down with a DDT...
Mike Gionet executes a brainbuster on Dexter Payne...
Dana Riggelman counts: 3...
Mike Gionet knocks Dexter Payne into the ringpost...
Dana Riggelman counts: 4...
Mike Gionet shoves Dexter Payne into the guardrail...
Mike Gionet whips Dexter Payne into the guardrail...
Mike Gionet nails Dexter Payne with a release tiger suplex...
Dana Riggelman counts: 5...
Mike Gionet throws Dexter Payne into the guardrail...
Mike Gionet nails Dexter Payne with a brainbuster...
Dana Riggelman counts: 6...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Dana Riggelman counts: 7...
Jack Williams comes over to make it two-on-one...
Dexter Payne and Jack Williams hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Dexter Payne whips Mike Gionet into the guardrail...
Dexter Payne uses a flying forearm on Mike Gionet...
Dexter Payne runs Mike Gionet into the ringsteps...
Dexter Payne goes for a backdrop driver, but Mike Gionet counters it with a backward kick...
A small "Mike Gionet" chant is being started...
Dana Riggelman counts: 8...
Mike Gionet gets back into the ring...
Dexter Payne rolls back in under the bottom rope...
Dexter Payne brings the table into the ring...
Dexter Payne catches Mike Gionet totally by surprise...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Dexter Payne executes the Ashes and Ashes on Mike Gionet...
The crowd is booing Dexter Payne...
Dexter Payne goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up...
Dexter Payne sets up Mike Gionet on the table...
Dexter Payne tries to drive Mike Gionet through the table with a springboard moonsault, but he moves out of the way...
The table is broken in half...
Mike Gionet goes for a release tiger suplex, but Dexter Payne counters it with a backward kick...
Dexter Payne takes Mike Gionet down with a sleeperhold reverse mat slam...
Dexter Payne is going for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Dexter Payne takes Mike Gionet down with a series of stomps in the corner...
Jack Williams enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Caleb Foley enters the ring and throws Jack Williams out of the ring...
Caleb Foley has the crowd going wild...
Mike Gionet and Caleb Foley hit Dexter Payne with a double snap suplex...
Caleb Foley leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet uses a leg lariat on Dexter Payne...
Mike Gionet is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Mike Gionet executes an enzuigiri on Dexter Payne...
Mike Gionet hits a monkey flip on Dexter Payne...
Mike Gionet climbs to the top turnbuckle, but Dexter Payne throws him to the mat...
Dexter Payne tags out to Jack Williams...
Jack Williams and Dexter Payne hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Dexter Payne sets up Mike Gionet on the turnbuckle...
Dexter Payne uses a superplex on Mike Gionet...
A fan at ringside badmouths Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams takes Mike Gionet down with a flying axhandle...
Jack Williams and Dexter Payne whip Mike Gionet into the ropes...
They hit Mike Gionet with a double backdrop...
Dexter Payne takes Mike Gionet down with a spinning back suplex...
Dexter Payne is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Jack Williams takes Mike Gionet down with a flying kneedrop...
Jack Williams further incites the crowd...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
Jack Williams executes a low blow on Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams hits Mike Gionet with a backward kick...
Jack Williams punches Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams further incites the crowd...
Jack Williams chops Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams hits a sitout powerbomb on Mike Gionet...
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable...
Dexter Payne enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Dexter Payne hits Mike Gionet with a DDT...
Jack Williams goes for a flying fistdrop, but Mike Gionet counters it with a fist to the midsection...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet takes Jack Williams down with a spinning neckbreaker...
Mike Gionet goes for a jab, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Jack Williams chops Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams is being booed out of the building...
Mike Gionet chops Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Mike Gionet kicks Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Mike Gionet punches Jack Williams...
The crowd is cheering on Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams hits Mike Gionet...
The crowd is vociferously booing Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet punches Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Mike Gionet chops Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Mike Gionet executes a swinging neckbreaker on Jack Williams...
Mike Gionet takes Jack Williams down with a Russian legsweep...
Mike Gionet tags out to Caleb Foley...
Dexter Payne enters the ring, but gets cut off...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet whip Jack Williams into the ropes...
They hit Jack Williams with a double elbowsmash...
Mike Gionet leaves the ring...
Caleb Foley runs into the ropes...
Caleb Foley goes for a spear, but Jack Williams side-steps and Caleb Foley only hits air...
Jack Williams uses a flying kneedrop on Caleb Foley...
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable...
Jack Williams runs into the ropes...
Caleb Foley misses with a shoulderblock...
Caleb Foley hits Jack Williams with a clothesline...
Caleb Foley attempts to place Jack Williams on the turnbuckle, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Caleb Foley chops Jack Williams...
The crowd is going crazy...
Caleb Foley hits Jack Williams...
Caleb Foley hits Jack Williams with a backbreaker...
The crowd is going crazy...
Caleb Foley hits Jack Williams with a kneedrop...
Caleb Foley gets a half Boston on Jack Williams...
Jack Williams is struggling to reach the ropes...
Jack Williams makes it to the ropes after being trapped for 10 seconds...
Caleb Foley hits a hiptoss on Jack Williams...
Caleb Foley whips Jack Williams into the ropes...
Jack Williams misses with a clothesline...
Caleb Foley hits Jack Williams with a clothesline...
Caleb Foley hits Jack Williams with a roundhouse kick...
Caleb Foley has the crowd going wild...
Caleb Foley executes the Irish Blessing on Jack Williams...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Caleb Foley uses a snap suplex on Jack Williams...
Caleb Foley runs into the ropes...
Caleb Foley misses with a clothesline...
Jack Williams hits Caleb Foley with a punch...
Jack Williams tags out to Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but Caleb Foley counters it with a side suplex...
Jack Williams leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet hits Jack Williams with a hiptoss...
Mike Gionet hits Jack Williams with a flying forearm...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Gionet takes Jack Williams down with a spinning neckbreaker...
The crowd is cheering on Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet is going for the cover...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Gionet executes a swinging neckbreaker on Jack Williams...
The crowd is cheering on Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet takes Jack Williams down with a jab...
Caleb Foley enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Mike Gionet and Caleb Foley whip Jack Williams into the ropes...
They hit Jack Williams with a double kick to the midsection...
Caleb Foley leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet takes Jack Williams down with a kneedrop...
Mike Gionet goes for a leg lariat, but Jack Williams ducks out of the way...
Jack Williams executes the Violent End on Mike Gionet...
Jack Williams is being booed out of the building...
Jack Williams goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Jack Williams complains about a slow count...
Jack Williams tags out to Dexter Payne...
Dexter Payne takes Mike Gionet down with a forearm smash...
Dexter Payne executes the Ashes and Ashes on Mike Gionet...
Dexter Payne goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, three...
A fan at ringside badmouths Dexter Payne...
SJD: The winners of the match – Jack Williams and Dexter Payne!!!
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Winners: Jack Williams and Dexter Payne
Time of match: 0:14:57
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[The crowd is on their feet, and in the midst of the commotion, it’s easy not to see Dexter Payne sneaking up behind Caleb Foley, a wicked gleam in his eye... Without warning, he grabs Foley by the shoulder and spins him around, drilling his boot right into his stomach and grabbing a handful of his hair as he doubles over...]
TM: What in the world?
JT: He told him, Tony!!! Dexter Payne warned Foley earlier that he was going to break him!!!
[In the ring, Dexter slams a knee into the gut of Foley, which drops him to one knee... With a hand still twisted into his hair, Payne gets Foley to his feet, pushing him back into the corner... Another knee to his gut causes Foley to slump into the corner, and now the crowd starts to boo as Dexter starts stomping away at Foley, absolutely wearing him out... As Foley falls into a sitting position Payne begins to scream at him “I TOLD YOU!!! I TOLD YOU!!!”...]
TM: This is too much!!! He’s just brutalizing him!!!
[The official crosses the ring to Payne to try and get him away from Foley but as he touches Dexter, he quickly whirls around and forcefully pushes him across the ring, sending the ref onto his ass as the crowd now begins to boo louder... Payne looks at them for a moment, then slides out of the ring and grabs a nearby chair, folding it up before sliding back into the ring and propping it up against Foley in the corner...]
TM: Oh no...
JT: Now THIS is what I like to see!!! Here’s a side of Dexter Payne I just KNEW was there but we hadn’t seen yet!!!
TM: You mean the “spoiled brat who didn’t get his way so now he’s throwing a temper tantrum” side?
JT: Just hush and pass the popcorn, Monroe!!!
[With blinding speed, Dexter bounces off the ropes and rushes toward Foley, leaping into the air with all the momentum he’s gathered, and then plants a HUGE hesitation dropkick right into the face of Foley, which causes the chair to bend from the force!!!...]
Crowd: Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
[Standing up, Dexter raises his arms to the side as the crowd stands in both a mixture of admiration and contempt for this man who has just destroyed Caleb Foley, a huge grin spreading across his face as he turns, drinking in the sea of mixed reaction and flying trash that is now on it’s way to the ring... Foley slumps over in the corner, and Dexter turns to him, offering a simple shrug before dusting off his hands and shoulders and then sliding out of the ring, just as more officials and staff rush out from the back to check on Foley...]
TM: Dexter Payne with a simply despicable act on Caleb Foley, a man who just a week ago got a well-earned victory over Payne...
JT: Well earned, my ass!!! Payne said himself he wasn’t all there for that match and you and I both know that when he’s on, HE’S ON... Tonight just proved that, big time!!! Props to ya, kid!!! I’d have done the same thing!!!
TM: I’m sure you would have, Justin... Officials in the ring are now checking on Caleb Foley, who seems to be alright, if not a little dazed... Let’s go backstage now to Mandy and Kimberly, who are standing by...]
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[Two young men are throwing around “the pigskin” in a park somewhere... Then one of them catches the ball and tosses it to the ground as he starts to stumble around before collapsing on the ground...]
Guy #1: Dude, I’m getting so thirsty and tired...
[His buddy comes in to view...]
Guy #2: Well it looks like some one needs to slurp a BURP-A-LURP™...
Horrible singing: BUUUUUUUUURRRRP-A-LUUUUUUUUURRRRP™™™!!!
[Guy #2 stands over top of the first man who is lying motionless on the ground... He holds a two litre bottle filled with some questionable, horrible tasting red solution...]
Guy #2: IT’S A RESCUE MISSION!!!
[And with that, Guy #2 proceeds to dump the entire two litres of ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ on his friend’s face!!! Then we have close up the first guy looking like he has then jumped right back up off the ground...]
Guy #1: I FEEL SOOOOOOOOO REINVIGORATED!!!
[Then we cut to the ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ cola logo...]
Off screen voice: BURP-A-LURP™!!! It puts the (belching ‘urp‘ noise) in burp!!!
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Backstage:
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[Mandy and Kimberly McGraff walk into the locker room of the 24 Hour Man... They are stopped by Ric's valet and wife Val Beauty... She looks the girls up and down...]
VB: The camera guy can come in but you two have to stay out here... Ric doesn't need anyone to ask him questions...
[Mandy and Kimberly shrug and Val leads the camera man farther into the locker room, they walk up to Ric Beauty who is getting ready for the start of his climb to the top of the IXWA mountain... Ric sees the camera and cracks his neck and begins...]
RB: Tonight is the night!!! Tonight the IXWA goes BIG TIME!!! Tonight the eyes of the world are on the IXWA and tonight the world waits to find out... How long did it take for Ric Beauty to defeat Earl Bradshaw!!!
[Ric licks his lips...]
RB: Yeah I said how long, because there isn't a question as to who is winning this match!!! I came here to dominate this tournament and then the IXWA... Earl Bradshaw will be the footnote to the history lesson of Ric Beauty in the IXWA... He is the answer to the question "Who did Ric defeat first?"
Earl Bradshaw, I know you think you are something... And I am sure you are a great tag team wrestler, you know a wrestler who needs another wrestler to help him...
Like Caleb Foley...
[Ric enjoys himself for a moment...]
Bradshaw, walk down that aisle tonight... And soak it all in, because you have the privilege of being in a match with Ric Beauty...
The Twenty Four Hour Man!!!
This is a night you will never forget...
This is a night no one in the IXWA will ever forget!!!
[Ric poses for the camera...]
Get your cameras ready folks!!! It's TWENTY FOUR HOUR TIME!!!
[Ric walks past the camera; Val flicks her hair and follows him...]
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Ringside:
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TM: Some not so quiet confidence there from newcomer Ric Beauty...
JT: Hardly a newcomer... He’s been wrestling for years and his trophy cabinet is quite impressive...
TM: Over to Joey for the introductions for the next match...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a qualifying match for the 2014 Survival of the Fittest tournament... Introducing first...
[The opening refrain of "A Country Boy Can Survive" blares over the house PA as Joey and Earl Bradshaw make their way to the ring... Both men, dressed in their usual attire of sleeveless t-shirts and baggy cutoffs, slowly stalk towards the ring while shouting insults...]
SJD: Hailing from Cottondale, Florida and weighing in at 243 pounds... Joey Bradshaw...
[Earl climbs through the ropes and bounces off the ropes a few times... As the music fades Earl goes to his corner to confer with Joey...]
SJD: His opponent...
["O Fortuna" fills the air and the 24 Hour Man, Ric Beauty steps onto the stage and in an instant owns it... He eyes the crowd before taking the walk to the ring followed by his wife, Val... Ric slides into the ring and surveys the audience...]
SJD: Ladies and gentlemen, weighing in at 245 pounds and hailing from LAS VEGAS NEVADA, the TWENTY FOUR HOUR MAN...
... RIC BEAUTY!!!
[Ric smiles and moves into his corner...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 11, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest qualifying match:
Ric Beauty Vs Earl Bradshaw
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Ric Beauty puts Earl Bradshaw in a sleeperhold...
Earl Bradshaw manages to grab the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds...
Ric Beauty takes Earl Bradshaw down with a snap suplex...
Ric Beauty throws Earl Bradshaw into the turnbuckle...
Ric Beauty runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Earl Bradshaw lifts his knee...
Earl Bradshaw takes Ric Beauty down with a fisherman suplex...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty with a spinwheel kick...
Earl Bradshaw hits a baseball slide on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw takes Ric Beauty down with a dropsault...
Earl Bradshaw leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Earl Bradshaw sets up the chair...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a cradle piledriver, but Ric Beauty counters it with a small package...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ric Beauty goes for an abdominal stretch, but Earl Bradshaw reverses it...
Ric Beauty is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Ric Beauty manages to grab the ropes after being locked up for 6 seconds...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a cradle piledriver, but Ric Beauty counters it with a backdrop...
Ric Beauty puts Earl Bradshaw in an abdominal stretch...
Earl Bradshaw is struggling to reach the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Earl Bradshaw inches his way towards the ropes after being trapped for 20 seconds...
Ric Beauty throws Earl Bradshaw out of the ring...
Earl Bradshaw hangs on to the top rope...
Earl Bradshaw pulls himself back in...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson removes the chair from the ring...
Earl Bradshaw chops Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Ric Beauty chops Earl Bradshaw...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw uses a fisherman buster on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw nails Ric Beauty with a double underhook powerbomb...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a roundhouse kick, but Ric Beauty counters it with a legsweep...
Ric Beauty whips Earl Bradshaw into the turnbuckle...
Ric Beauty whips Earl Bradshaw into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw misses with a clothesline...
Earl Bradshaw misses with an elbow...
Ric Beauty misses with an elbow...
Ric Beauty goes for a backbreaker, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a facerake...
Earl Bradshaw uses a moonsault bodyblock on Ric Beauty...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw misses with a kick...
Earl Bradshaw misses with an elbow...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a flip piledriver, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Ric Beauty punches Earl Bradshaw...
The crowd is cheering on Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty chops Earl Bradshaw...
The crowd is cheering on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw punches Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw kicks Ric Beauty...
The crowd is booing Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty kicks Earl Bradshaw...
The crowd is really behind Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty punches Earl Bradshaw...
There are lots of chants for Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw kicks Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty kicks Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Ric Beauty hits Earl Bradshaw with a gutwrench suplex...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ric Beauty nails Earl Bradshaw with a drop toe hold...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a spinwheel kick, but Ric Beauty ducks out of the way...
Ric Beauty throws Earl Bradshaw out of the ring...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: one, two, Earl Bradshaw reenters the ring
Ric Beauty takes Earl Bradshaw down with a head and arm suplex...
There are lots of chants for Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty goes for a hiptoss, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a cradle suplex...
Earl Bradshaw is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Earl Bradshaw goes for an electric chair drop, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Ric Beauty goes for an arm wringer, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a kneelift...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a baseball slide, but Ric Beauty counters it with a leapfrog...
In turn, Earl Bradshaw counters it with a cross-body block...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Earl Bradshaw uses spinning headscissors on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw is being booed like there is no tomorrow...
Earl Bradshaw hits a flip piledriver on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw further incites the crowd...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a spear, but Ric Beauty counters it with a kneelift...
Ric Beauty hits a vertical suplex on Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty hits Earl Bradshaw with a back suplex...
Ric Beauty catches Earl Bradshaw in a figure-four leglock...
Earl Bradshaw tries to escape the hold...
Earl Bradshaw breaks the hold after 6 seconds...
Earl Bradshaw chops Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw further incites the crowd...
Ric Beauty punches Earl Bradshaw...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a sleeperhold reverse mat slam, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Ric Beauty throws Earl Bradshaw out of the ring...
Earl Bradshaw hangs on to the top rope for dear life...
Ric Beauty notices Earl Bradshaw hanging on and knees Earl Bradshaw in the back...
Ric Beauty goes through the ropes...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: 1...
Ric Beauty gets back into the ring...
Earl Bradshaw rolls back in under the bottom rope...
Ric Beauty takes Earl Bradshaw down with a gutwrench suplex...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Ric Beauty executes an arm wringer on Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty executes a headlock takedown on Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Ric Beauty takes Earl Bradshaw down with a fireman's carry takedown...
Ric Beauty takes Earl Bradshaw down with a slingshot suplex...
The crowd is really behind Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty executes a backdrop on Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a spear, but Ric Beauty side-steps and Earl Bradshaw only hits air...
Ric Beauty has the crowd going wild...
Ric Beauty attempts to place Earl Bradshaw on the turnbuckle, but Earl Bradshaw blocks it...
Ric Beauty uses a European uppercut on Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty sets up Earl Bradshaw on the turnbuckle...
Ric Beauty uses a belly-to-belly superplex on Earl Bradshaw...
The crowd is behind Ric Beauty all the way...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw and Ric Beauty get hit with a double clothesline...
Earl Bradshaw whips Ric Beauty into the ropes...
Ric Beauty hits Earl Bradshaw with a kick...
Ric Beauty whips Earl Bradshaw into the ropes, but Earl Bradshaw reverses it...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty with a shoulderblock...
Earl Bradshaw nails Ric Beauty with a swanton bomb...
Earl Bradshaw further incites the crowd...
Earl Bradshaw leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Earl Bradshaw runs into the ropes and springs off the chair...
Earl Bradshaw takes Ric Beauty down with spinning headscissors...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a sleeperhold reverse mat slam, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw uses a spin kick on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw uses a spear on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a handspring moonsault, but Ric Beauty gets his knees up...
Ric Beauty executes a head and arm suplex on Earl Bradshaw...
The crowd is behind Ric Beauty all the way...
Ric Beauty nails Earl Bradshaw with a snap suplex...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty with a kick...
Earl Bradshaw attempts to place Ric Beauty on the turnbuckle, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Earl Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty with a kick...
Earl Bradshaw sends Ric Beauty into the turnbuckle...
Earl Bradshaw charges in with a handspring elbow...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson removes the chair from the ring...
Earl Bradshaw whips Ric Beauty into the ropes, but Ric Beauty reverses it...
Earl Bradshaw misses with an elbow...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a flying forearm, but Ric Beauty ducks out of the way...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Ric Beauty hits Earl Bradshaw with a kick...
Ric Beauty places Earl Bradshaw on the turnbuckle...
Ric Beauty hits a belly-to-belly superplex on Earl Bradshaw...
Ric Beauty hits Earl Bradshaw with an arm wringer...
Ric Beauty punches Earl Bradshaw...
The crowd is giving Ric Beauty a standing ovation...
Ric Beauty chops Earl Bradshaw...
Earl Bradshaw chops Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw punches Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Earl Bradshaw sets up the chair...
Earl Bradshaw takes Ric Beauty down with a flying reverse neckbreaker onto the chair...
Earl Bradshaw is going for the pin...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw executes a spear on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw whips Ric Beauty into the turnbuckle...
Ric Beauty comes back and rocks Earl Bradshaw with an elbow...
Ric Beauty throws Earl Bradshaw out of the ring...
Earl Bradshaw hangs on to the top rope...
Earl Bradshaw slides back in under the bottom rope...
Earl Bradshaw uses a dropsault on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw executes a springboard armdrag on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw whips Ric Beauty into the ropes, but Ric Beauty reverses it...
Ric Beauty hits Earl Bradshaw with an elbow...
Ric Beauty goes for a front facelock, but Earl Bradshaw blocks it...
Earl Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw hits a baseball slide on Ric Beauty...
Earl Bradshaw whips Ric Beauty into the ropes, but Ric Beauty reverses it...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ric Beauty with a Huracanrana...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw throws "Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson into the ringpost...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson is out cold...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson shakes off the pain...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson disqualifies Earl Bradshaw...
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Ric Beauty...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing in the Survival of the Fittest tournament – Ric Beauty!!!
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Winner: Ric Beauty
Time of match: 0:11:39
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TM: That’s why he was confident I imagine...
JT: Certainly proved that he has what it takes to go in the IXWA... I am expecting good things from him in the future...
TM: And now I think we are going to hear from one of our other newcomers...
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Backstage:
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[Cutting backstage, we find "The Perfect Gentleman" Edgar Caspian leaning against a wall, talking incredibly closely to an uncomfortable Mandy... All body language suggests your IXWA reporter is incredibly uncomfortable with the British git's aggressive advances... Spider sense suggesting that the camera is on, Caspian jumps out of Mandy's personal space - striking a pose for the camera with one fluid gesture...]
Edgar Caspian: I am flattered by your propositions miss, but <putting a ring on his finger then holding it up for the camera> kindly respect the sanctity of my marriage!!!
Mandy <that's how you're going to play this>: Really?
Edgar Caspian <waving the ring in her face>: It would be uncouth of me to draw further attention to your unwanted appeals... And that would be... <striking a pose> NO WAY TO TREAT A LADY... <slithering back into her personal space> So let's talk of pleasanter things... <smiling at camera> They don't get much pleasanter looking than Henry...
Mandy: So Edgar you come to us wit----
Edgar Caspian <Believing that woman should be seen and not heard, though he'd never admit it, The Perfect Gentleman is quick to cut your intrepid reporter off>: Who is Henry? That's like asking why the sky is blue... Henry is a man who needs no introduction... ... No, a real question is, what is IXWA? <puzzled, looks off camera> Do you know?
[Model turned wrestler turned model turned wrestling trainer turned unemployed model turned next IXWA champion, "Handsome" Henry Auster, saunters into frame with all the poise of a runway vixen... Mandy immediately moves towards the future Survival of the Fittest winner, drawn like a moth to the flame... Annoyed that the latest notch on his belt is drooling all over The Beautiful One, Caspian forces his way between the two...]
HENRY: Please Edgar, do I know? <coy smile> Knowing everything just comes naturally when you're this good looking...
Edgar Caspian: So what is an IX-WAH?
HENRY: Backwoods federation that only existed so I could turn life long jobber Jason Storm into a mini-celebrity; the last time our school was hurting for students... Why do you ask?
Edgar Caspian <waving at the camera>: ... Because that's where we are...
HENRY <flashing you viewers his pearly whites>: ... And a charming federation it is...
[Grabbing Caspian by the arm, the Breathtaking One drags him into the background for an animated conversation you're not supposed to hear...]
HENRY <loud whispering>: Just how bad is enrolment?!!!
Edgar Caspian: We're in this dive aren't we...
[The two stop, turn back to give Mandy a dirty look like she might be eves dropping then walk further into the background... Its a very spacious nondescript generic backstage setting... The conversation gets a little more animated, before a dejected Henry drags his wonderful feet back to the foreground...]
HENRY: I X W A... <looking at Caspian before fighting back tears and forcing a smile> It’s so great to be back home!!!
[Good news!!! Henry is once again the face of the company!!! In the background, Edgar Caspian once again tries to give Mandy his number... She slaps him... Before he can strike her back, we cut to ringside...]
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Ringside:
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TM: Henry Auster has come back to the IXWA and it looks like he means business...
JT: Not forgetting Chad Allen... He’s arrived in the IXWA too...
TM: Over to Joey for the introductions for the next match...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a qualifying match for the 2014 Survival of the Fittest tournament... Introducing first...
[You never realized how many women liked wrestling... Look at all these young girls... There sure are a lot of them... Too many... Its hard to see past them... Have you always been this short? "Marche Slave" by Tchaikovsky starts to pump over the PA system, at least you think it is, its hard to hear anything over the high pitched shreking... Where's the fire, ladies? The wall of estrogen crashes against the guardrail, obscuring the entrance way... Getting up on your tip toes, you try to make out the next competitor, who could it be?!!! Then the swooning starts... Girl after girl faints away, an army of them falling to the ground... The wave of limp bodies starts to wash towards you... This is like that movie that no one watched, you know, The Happening!!! Not wanting to be put under by asshole plants, you start to run away from the fainting girls in your direction... but its too late!!! As you glimpse the next competitor any thoughts of a heterosexual future fly out the window... Joey Diamond pulls a piece of paper from his pocket, shrugs an starts to read from it...]
SJD: Please put your grubby, chubby, and let’s not forget stubby, hands together in welcoming a vision of loveliness that needs no introduction!!!
What? He really doesn't...
[With that - Joey shrugs and puts the card back in his pocket as Henry Auster makes his way to the ring followed by Edgar Caspian...]
SJD: His opponent...
Cue: "Am I A Psycho" by Tech N9ne
SJD: Fighting out of Queens, New York City, New York and weighing in at 265 pounds... "Jester" Chad Allen
[Allen walks down to ringside and slides under the bottom rope and into the ring...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 11, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest qualifying match:
"Handsome" Henry Auster Vs "The Jester" Chad Allen
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
[No sooner has the bell rung than Edgar Caspian is in the ring, stomping away at the Jester... Realizing a camera is on him, "The Perfect Gentlemen" stops the assault, taking a few steps back from the bloodied clown - whistling in a misguided attempt at displaying his innocence... Before Allen can recover, Henry is on top of him - your Adonis scowls, livid at the thought of having ever appeared with the fat husk convulsing beneath him... The Beautiful One is shaking with rage... The bell continues to ring frantically, like management hopes they can annoy Henry into stopping his attack... Sliding out of the squared circle, Caspian starts to search under the ring for something...]
HENRY <gouging Jester's eyes>: You don't get it, do you clown? Why are you still here? WHAT DO YOU OFFER?!!!
[Having found his prize, Edgar Caspian slides a full length mirror under the bottom rope... Auster continues to throttle the unconscious Jester, while his partner sets the mirror up against the ropes... You think you've seen Henry's hands before... So flawless... He has definitely used them to model watches in magazine ads... Those hands could sell anything... As the camera moves in for a tight close-up, as he chokes Jester purple, you kind of want to choke Chad too... That's how convincing the hands are at sales!!!...]
HENRY <grumbling>: You weren't graced with much, Allen... Of all the ugly men in this business you certainly take the cake <hammering Jester's stomach> and don't let anyone else have any by the looks of it... You can't help being an ugly piece of crazy trash...
[The Dirty Rotten Gentlemen drag the unconscious Allen up to his feet... Catching sight of himself in the mirror, Henry stops to flex his pectoral muscles...]
HENRY <smiling at himself>: But looks aren't everything...
[Thinking that this might look like a double team - not the kind of fair play that a gentleman would advocate - Edgar leaves the Jester's bloodied husk for Henry to deal with...]
HENRY <propping Allen up while sneering at their reflection>: All this time... all these years... you could have developed as a character... Grown as a person... Become a little less shallow... People dare to call ME shallow, <hiss> but look at you!!! You've had all the time in the world to become pretty on the inside!!! Instead what are dealing with? A circus reject who turns into the incredible hulk when he gets cut? Where's the depth? The substance? ... And you call yourself fit...
[Piercing blue eyes shift from the unfortunate grotesque known as Jester to its own smoking hot form...]
HENRY: Survival of the fittest... You should have gone extinct a decade ago... Take some time to reflect on that... <turning to Edgar> You ready to risk seven years bad luck?
Edgar Caspian <playing dumb>: I have no idea what you're talking about...
[The Perfect Gentleman kicks the ropes behind him, knocking the mirror over... Taking one last look at himself with Allen, your Paragon of Perfection rams the Jester face first through the falling mirror... Glass shatters everywhere... You didn't think that Henry's body could glisten more, but the glass dust is picking up the light nicely... Jester lies on the canvas, twitching in a pool of his own blood... Edgar pretends to check on Allen like a decent human being would... Pretends...]
HENRY <striking a pose for the crowd>: Beauty is in the eye of the beholder... <looking down at Allen> And from where I'm standing, this piece of shit couldn't look any worse... <snort> Survival of the fittest indeed... Edgar, get that trash out of my ring!!!
Edgar Caspian <stops rubbing the glass into Allen's eyes when the camera is on him>: Don't worry friend, we'll take good care of you...
[Confident that the camera is once again off him, The Perfect Gentlemen starts to kick the unconscious Allen out of the ring... Meanwhile Henry strikes a few poses his fans - look at that body... No wonder he can cut lengthy interviews after matches without looking winded, he could go all night long!!! What a great man...]
TM: This is ridiculous... The referee is checking on Allen...
JT: It will take a bit more than that to keep "The Jester" down... The referee seems happy for the match to continue...
They lock up...
Henry Auster punches Chad Allen...
Chad Allen kicks Henry Auster...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Chad Allen...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Henry Auster...
Henry Auster chops Chad Allen...
Henry Auster is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Chad Allen kicks Henry Auster...
Chad Allen punches Henry Auster...
A portion of the crowd is booing Chad Allen...
Chad Allen catches Henry Auster in a side headlock...
Henry Auster is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Henry Auster makes it to the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds...
Chad Allen hits a fallaway slam on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Chad Allen goes for a Samoan Drop, but Henry Auster counters it with a crucifix...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Henry Auster uses a backdrop on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster sends Chad Allen into the turnbuckle...
Henry Auster nails Chad Allen with a low blow...
Henry Auster runs into the ropes...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a kick...
Henry Auster gets a front facelock on Chad Allen...
Chad Allen grabs the ropes after 5 seconds...
Henry Auster takes Chad Allen down with a knifehand chop...
Henry Auster uses a back suplex on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster runs into the ropes...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a shoulderblock...
Henry Auster uses a fireman's carry takedown on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster executes a European uppercut on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a head and arm suplex...
Henry Auster acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Henry Auster goes for an armdrag, but Chad Allen counters it with an armbar...
Henry Auster tries to escape the hold...
Henry Auster gets ahold of the ropes after 10 seconds...
Chad Allen chops Henry Auster...
Chad Allen acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster with a brainbuster...
Chad Allen is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Chad Allen runs into the ropes...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a clothesline...
Chad Allen falls out of the ring...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: one, two, three, Chad Allen reenters the ring...
Henry Auster sends Chad Allen into the turnbuckle...
Henry Auster uses a chop on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster hits a chop on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster attempts to place Chad Allen on the turnbuckle, but Chad Allen blocks it...
Henry Auster runs into the ropes...
Chad Allen misses with a clothesline...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a kick...
Henry Auster hits an armdrag on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster kicks Chad Allen...
Chad Allen punches Henry Auster...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster...
Chad Allen kicks Henry Auster...
Chad Allen nails Henry Auster with a powerbomb...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Chad Allen uses a flying axhandle on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Chad Allen executes a flying axhandle on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen goes for a head and arm suplex, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster hits an Asai moonsault on Chad Allen...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Henry Auster whips Chad Allen into the ropes...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a clothesline...
Henry Auster locks Chad Allen in a leg grapevine...
Chad Allen makes it to the ropes after being locked up for 8 seconds...
Henry Auster goes for a gutwrench suplex, but Chad Allen blocks it...
Chad Allen nails Henry Auster with a fallaway slam...
Chad Allen goes for an inverted Death Valley Driver, but Henry Auster slides down his back...
Henry Auster goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Chad Allen counters it with a go-behind...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster with a back suplex...
Chad Allen executes a brainbuster on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen hits a double underhook suplex on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen hits a wheelbarrow suplex on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster with a jawbreaker...
Chad Allen hits a snap suplex on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen executes a double underhook suplex on Henry Auster...
Chad Allen takes Henry Auster down with a spinebuster...
Chad Allen runs into the ropes...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with an armdrag...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a piledriver...
Henry Auster runs into the ropes...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster with a kick...
Chad Allen goes for an Indian deathlock, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster attempts to place Chad Allen on the turnbuckle, but Chad Allen blocks it...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a European uppercut...
Henry Auster hits a backdrop driver on Chad Allen...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Henry Auster goes for a Boston crab, but Chad Allen blocks it...
Chad Allen goes for a bodyslam, but Henry Auster counters it with a small package...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Henry Auster whips Chad Allen into the ropes...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster with an elbow...
Chad Allen goes for a wheelbarrow suplex, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster whips Chad Allen into the ropes...
Chad Allen hits a flying clothesline on Henry Auster...
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Chad Allen...
Chad Allen is going for the cover...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Chad Allen whips Henry Auster into the ropes, but Henry Auster reverses it...
Henry Auster hits Chad Allen with a kick...
Henry Auster puts Chad Allen in a sleeperhold...
Chad Allen is struggling to reach the ropes...
Chad Allen tries to escape the hold...
Chad Allen inches his way towards the ropes after 17 seconds...
Henry Auster goes for a front facelock, but Chad Allen blocks it...
Chad Allen takes Henry Auster down with an armbar takedown...
Chad Allen punches Henry Auster...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster...
Henry Auster chops Chad Allen...
Henry Auster executes a fireman's carry takedown on Chad Allen...
Henry Auster whips Chad Allen into the ropes...
Chad Allen hits Henry Auster with a kick...
Chad Allen places Henry Auster on the turnbuckle...
Chad Allen nails Henry Auster with a superplex...
Chad Allen seemingly enjoys the boos...
Chad Allen goes for a bodyslam, but Henry Auster counters it with a small package...
"Sledgehammer" Steve Anderson counts: One, two, three...
A portion of the crowd is booing Henry Auster...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing in the Survival of the Fittest tournament – Henry Auster!!!
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Winner: Henry Auster
Time of match: 0:08:58
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TM: Impressive re-debut for Auster there...
JT: Not quite so impressive for Chad Allen though...
TM: Time to get ready for our main event now... Lucifer’s chance at winning back the IXWA Television championship...
JT: Kimberly McGraff is backstage with Liam Donegal & MJ Carter...
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Backstage:
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[[EARLIER THIS AFTERNOON]]
[Cut backstage to the locker room of IXWA Television Champion Liam Donegal as he and his longtime friend and manager, MJ Carter, sit down for an informal interview with Kimberly McGraff...]
KM: Liam, I’d like to start this interview off by apologizing for my sister, Mandy, and how she treated you and your new manager last week... Mandy can be a bit of a--
MJ: Bitch?
KM: I think it was my mother’s first choice for the name on the birth certificate but my father beat her to it and filled out the paperwork while she was still sedated... Unfortunately, Mandy still takes it out on me sometimes that I’m the favorite by trying to upstage me whenever she can...
LD: I was wondering what happened to you...
KM: Let’s just say I ruined a perfectly good pair of heels kicking that door down and we’ll leave it at that...
[Donegal smiles...]
LD: What’s done is done, though, right?
KM: Riiiiight... I would never try to get even...
And, speaking of which, that’s why we’re here tonight, isn’t it? Because Lucifer has a chance to get even for his loss of the IXWA Television Championship when he gets his rematch against you in the main event...
LD: That’s right, Kim, and there’s no other man in the IXWA I’d rather be facing... You see, as far as I’m concerned, Lucifer deserves this rematch... Hell, I deserve it too!!!
KM: You…what?
LD: You heard me... I deserve this rematch as much as Lucifer... Kim, when I defeated Lucifer for the TV Title, I defeated a man who was not only much bigger than me, but a man who’s a lot more experienced than me as well, and I did it by taking advantage of the injury he received from those three masked men who’ve been tormenting Frostbite and anyone who Frostbite considers a friend...
I need this match tonight - and I need to win it - to find out if I beat Lucifer because of dumb luck or because I actually have what it takes to be a champion in the IXWA...
KM: Liam, you’re five and oh in the IXWA – undefeated - and you’re still a rookie... There are very few others out there who can say that right now...
LD: Yeah, well…streaks are made to broken, Kim, but, whether mine is meant to be broken tonight or not, I’m not going out without a fight...
KM: And if the three masked men come after Lucifer again? What then?
[Donegal pauses, seemingly to consider...]
LD: Then those three masked men are going to find out what it’s like to have not one but *two* IXWA Television Champions, one present and one former, both coming down on them like a perfect storm of pain and suffering...
KM: You’d side with the man who wants to take your title?
LD: Kim, I’d side with the devil himself if someone tried to hurt a friend of mine or someone I respect...
[With that we fade out to black and then fade back in...]
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Elsewhere Backstage:
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[The big seven foot monster is getting himself ready for his rematch... He is standing up putting on his black t-shirt as the shirt comes over his face we see the intense look in his red eyes as he looks a little to his right at his manager Doomsday...]
Doomsday: You have the plan down pat...
[Lucifer nods, not saying a word... He adjusts the glove on his left hand as he pounds it into the palm of his right hand...]
Lucifer: I am ready to reclaim the title tonight... Liam will not know what will hit him...
[He bends down to lace up his black boots...]
Doomsday: You are quite correct... He won't know what is going to hit him... That hand of yours is 100%...
Lucifer: No excuses, tonight...
Doomsday: This guy thinks he is untouchable...
Lucifer: I am going to connect quite a bit on him tonight with either the right or the left...
Doomsday: You have studied the tablet and you know what you must avoid...
Lucifer: You sure you think the end will be okay...
Doomsday: Liam is looking for the same thing that he did in your first match... We are going to change up...
Lucifer: If you say so...
Doomsday: I am your manager... I am always looking out what is best for you...
[Lucifer finishes lacing up his boots...]
Doomsday: Any more questions?
Lucifer: You believe I can hit that move the right way?
Doomsday: We have trained quite a bit on that move... You hurt my neck with that move...
Lucifer: You think I have the hang of it?
Doomsday: You do... It will go off fine...
[Lucifer nods again...]
Doomsday: Only one thing left to do...
Lucifer: Reclaim the title?
Doomsday: You said it...
[Doomsday pats Lucifer's on his broad shoulders...]
Doomsday: Let's do this...
[The two head out of the locker room and on the way to the ring...]
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OCW Presents: Total Demolition
LIVE on PPV!!! Sunday, April 27th, 2014
From Tombstone, Arizona
War Games Grudge Match
The Family vs... Team Brianna
OCW Southern Championship, OCW Tag Team Championships
and OCW Internet Championship all on the line
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[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is our main event and is scheduled for one fall... And it is for the IXWA Television Championship... Introducing first...
["Born to Raise Hell" by Motorhead cranks throughout the sound system a loud boom is heard coming from top of the entrance way as black smoke surrounds it... Lucifer emerges through the smoke with Doomsday by his side... Doomsday leans in to whisper a few words, as Lucifer looks into the ring at his opponent with an intense look in his red eyes, as his eyes roll back into his head...]
SJD: Led to the ring by Doomsday... Fighting out of Parts Unknown and weighing in at 320 pounds... He is Lucifer!!!
[The two make their way down to the ring as the two never take their eyes off their opponent... His black leather jacket reads on the back, "Born to raise Hell"... The two get to ringside as he takes off his jacket and tosses it to Doomsday, as he looks back at him... Doomsday points to him and gives a nod as the big man climbs the steps and steps over the top ropes as his music quickly comes to an end... He looks down at his taped up hand and then across at his opponent and snarls to himself...]
SJD: His opponent...
[The lights go out and the crowd pops as the opening bridge of “Carry on Wayward Son” by Kansas begins to blast out over the PA...]
# Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more #
[A single spotlight shines down at the top of the ramp as Liam Donegal and MJ Carter step out onto the stage... Raising his left hand to point out at the crowd, Donegal pounds his right fist twice to his chest in a salute, then slowly makes his way down the aisle... He is wearing a pair of plain red wrestling trunks, black knee and elbow pads, and black boots... He also has the IXWA Television Championship belt around his waist...]
# Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming,
I can hear them say
SJD: Hailing from Boston, MA and weighing in at 218 pounds... Being accompanied to the ring by the lovely MJ Carter, he is the IXWA Television Champion – Liam Donegal!!!
[Stopping at the foot of the ring, Donegal turns to look out at the crowd, nods his head as if satisfied by what he sees, then climbs up the stairs to the ring apron, holding the ropes for his manager before stepping into the ring himself...]
Carry on my wayward son,
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more #
[Mounting the second turnbuckle facing the ramp, Donegal salutes the crowd a second time, then hops back down into the ring and waits for his opponents as the music fades to a close... He hands the championship belt to the referee...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 11, 2014:
MAIN EVENT:
IXWA Television Championship:
Lucifer Vs Liam Donegal
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Lucifer executes a flying clothesline on Liam Donegal...
The crowd is booing Lucifer...
Lucifer uses the Snake Eyes on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer executes a brainbuster on Liam Donegal...
The crowd is booing Lucifer...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits Liam Donegal with a clothesline...
Lucifer nails Liam Donegal with a vertical suplex...
Lucifer locks Liam Donegal in a chokehold...
Dana Riggelman warns Lucifer to let go...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, three, four...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, three...
Lucifer uses a vertical suplex on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Lucifer punches Liam Donegal...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Lucifer chops Liam Donegal...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Lucifer throws Liam Donegal out of the ring...
Lucifer rolls out under the bottom rope...
Dana Riggelman counts: 1...
Doomsday comes from behind, but Liam Donegal nails Doomsday...
Dana Riggelman counts: 2...
Lucifer shoves Liam Donegal into the guardrail...
Lucifer reenters the ring...
Liam Donegal climbs back into the ring...
Lucifer uses a pumphandle slam on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Lucifer goes for a dragon sleeper, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Liam Donegal uses a sitdown faceslam on Lucifer...
The crowd is starting to get behind Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal executes a clothesline on Lucifer...
Liam Donegal whips Lucifer into the ropes...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer with a shoulderblock...
Liam Donegal goes for a flying bodypress, but Lucifer rolls out of the way...
Lucifer uses a powerbomb on Liam Donegal...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Lucifer goes for a pumphandle slam, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Lucifer uses a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker on Liam Donegal...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Lucifer covers Liam Donegal...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Lucifer nails Liam Donegal with a gutbuster...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Lucifer hits Liam Donegal with a shoulderbreaker...
Lucifer hits a gutbuster on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer goes for a shoulderbreaker, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Liam Donegal takes Lucifer down with a chop...
Liam Donegal goes for a high knee, but Lucifer ducks out of the way...
Lucifer executes a flying clothesline on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal and Lucifer get hit with a double clothesline...
Liam Donegal nails Lucifer with a chop...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer with a hammerlock reverse DDT...
Liam Donegal hits a backdrop on Lucifer...
Liam Donegal whips Lucifer into the ropes, but Lucifer reverses it...
Liam Donegal hits a swinging neckbreaker on Lucifer...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Lucifer takes Liam Donegal down with a powerslam...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Lucifer executes a gutbuster on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal hits a kick to the midsection on Lucifer...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal chops Lucifer...
Lucifer kicks Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal kicks Lucifer...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal punches Lucifer...
Liam Donegal nails Lucifer with an inverted face lock swinging neckbreaker...
A few fans are cheering on Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal is going for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal goes for a clothesline, but Lucifer counters it with a Gorilla Press...
Lucifer goes for a brainbuster, but Liam Donegal counters it with a Northern Lights suplex...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
A few fans are cheering on Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal goes for a twisting neckbreaker, but Lucifer throws him off...
Lucifer uses a cobra clutch slam on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer throws Liam Donegal out of the ring...
Dana Riggelman counts: one, two, Liam Donegal reenters the ring...
Lucifer chops Liam Donegal...
Lucifer hits Liam Donegal...
The crowd is booing Lucifer...
Liam Donegal chops Lucifer...
A few fans are cheering on Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal uses an arm trap shoulder neckbreaker on Lucifer...
Liam Donegal executes a DDT on Lucifer...
Liam Donegal hits a DDT on Lucifer...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer with a clothesline...
Liam Donegal takes Lucifer down with a twisting neckbreaker...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal goes for a side headlock, but Lucifer counters it with a back suplex...
Lucifer nails Liam Donegal with a Jackhammer...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Lucifer goes for a shoulderbreaker, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Liam Donegal punches Lucifer...
Lucifer punches Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal kicks Lucifer...
A small "Liam Donegal" chant is being started...
Lucifer punches Liam Donegal...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Liam Donegal kicks Lucifer...
Liam Donegal punches Lucifer...
A small "Liam Donegal" chant is being started...
Lucifer chops Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal kicks Lucifer...
Lucifer punches Liam Donegal...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Lucifer throws Liam Donegal out of the ring...
Lucifer goes outside...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Lucifer goes for a sidewalk slam, but Liam Donegal counters it with a DDT...
Dana Riggelman counts: 1...
Dana Riggelman counts: 2...
Liam Donegal reenters the ring...
Lucifer climbs back into the ring...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer with a headsmash into the turnbuckle...
Liam Donegal throws Lucifer out of the ring...
Liam Donegal goes for a plancha, but Lucifer moves out of the way...
Liam Donegal is out cold...
Lucifer throws Liam Donegal back into the ring...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits a clothesline on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer throws Liam Donegal out of the ring...
Dana Riggelman counts: one, two, three, four, Liam Donegal reenters the ring...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal misses with a kick...
Lucifer hits Liam Donegal with a clothesline...
Lucifer is going for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Lucifer nails Liam Donegal with a thrust to the throat...
Lucifer goes for a brainbuster, but Liam Donegal counters it with a Northern Lights suplex...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, kickout...
Liam Donegal whips Lucifer into the ropes, but Lucifer reverses it...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer with a flying forearm...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Liam Donegal goes for a backdrop, but Lucifer blocks it...
Lucifer sends Liam Donegal into the turnbuckle...
Lucifer runs shoulder-first into the corner...
Lucifer kicks Liam Donegal...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Lucifer chops Liam Donegal...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Liam Donegal kicks Lucifer...
Liam Donegal chops Lucifer...
A few fans are cheering on Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal chops Lucifer...
Lucifer kicks Liam Donegal...
Lucifer is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Liam Donegal kicks Lucifer...
Lucifer hits Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer...
A small "Liam Donegal" chant is being started...
Lucifer kicks Liam Donegal...
Lucifer uses a full nelson slam on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer goes for a spear, but Liam Donegal counters it with a kneelift...
Liam Donegal hits Lucifer with a flying dropkick...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits Liam Donegal with a shoulderblock...
Lucifer hits Liam Donegal with a pumphandle slam...
Lucifer executes a flying shoulderblock on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer executes the End of the Line on Liam Donegal...
Lucifer goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, three...
The ring is quickly filling up with debris...
SJD: The winner of the match and the NEEEEWWWWWW IXWA Television Champion – Lucifer!!!
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Winner and NEW IXWA Television Champion: Lucifer
Time of match: 0:11:20
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JT: Looks the reviewing of the matches paid off!!!
TM: Right!!! So the fact that Dongeal took a kicking from Johnny Blayze at the start of the show didn’t make a difference then?
JT: I wouldn’t say that... But it was probably a combination of things that led to Liam Dongeal being handed his first defeat here tonight...
TM: I honestly don’t think he’s going to take this one lying down...
JT: That’s as may be but he needs to prepare for his Survival of the Fittest quarter-final next week before he thinks about any sort of rematch with Lucifer...
TM: Very true... Folks, we are right out of time here on The Hyper Network... We’ll be back next week with some more – IXWA Friday Night Beatdown... So long...
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