Post by MPW ADMIN on Jul 31, 2012 7:04:57 GMT -5
Debut Dark Match
Bloodhound Vs. Aaron Knight Vs. Sonja Maria Lickinova Vs. Vulcan
Bloodhound won at 14:25 by pining Aaron Knight. Vulcan nailed his finisher but Bloodhound low blowed him and tossed him out of the ring then went and pinned Aaron Knight.
POST MATCH: Vulcan was coming to outside as Bloodhound seemed to celebrate his victory by attacking Vulcan. He tossed him into the ring steps then kicked him several times before MPW officials broke it up.
[Strobe lights are in effect as "School of Hard Knocks" by P.O.D. blares throughout the Orleans Arena. The camera pans up to the commentating skybox in the arena.]
Thomas Simon: Hello MPW Nation and welcome to the VERY first Monday Night’s Main Event SUPERSHOW!!!!!!!!! Tonight we will find out more Roll of the Dice qualifiers and we will crown our very first MPW Television and World champion!!!!
Bob Herman: Last week Aidan Caine walked away with the North American should be interesting to see who walks out with more gold tonight!
Thomas Simon: It will surely be just that Bobo! Fans we are here for a full action packed 3 hours tonight!
Bob Herman: That’s MPDUB baby! WOOOOOOO!
Thomas Simon: I am seeing a lot more fans here tonight so that’s always a great sight to see!
Whose in charge?
[“School of Hard Knocks” plays as the camera pans around the arena. Suddenly the crowd roars as CEO Shawn Hall walks with a mic in hand. He goes down the ramp and steps into the ring.]
Honey Winters: Please welcome the CEO of MPW, Shawn Hall!
[The fans cheer a bit and Hall raises the microphone to his lips]
Shawn Hall: I want to be the first to welcome everyone to the phenomenon known as Monday Night Main Event!
[The fans cheer and Hall nods]
Shawn Hall: On this night we will see some of the best action in the wrestling world. MPW is growing bigger and stronger every day and it is all thanks to you fans!
[Another pop from the fans]
Shawn Hall: On this night we will see the Roll of The Dice Qualifiers. We will see a Television Champion crowned. We will see the World Heavyweight Championship be decided!
[The fans cheer as an image shows of Blaze and Baxter on the big screen]
Shawn Hall: And we will see two grudge matches as Johnny Clash takes on Chris Cable and Rage takes on Drake Hunter.
[The fans boo Johnny Clash and Rage]
Shawn Hall: and with that... Johnny Clash and Rage.. “TWI” Get your asses out here now!
[Shawn Hall looks mad as the fans cheer him on]
Shawn Hall: Come on, man up and get your asses out here! This isn’t your show this is MY SHOW!
[After a few more seconds of waiting, “Walk Away” by Five Finger Death Punch hits and Johnny Clash and Rage walk out on to the stage in suits and ties. Johnny has a microphone in his hand and the NYCCW World Title Belt around his waste under the jacket. The music stops and Johnny and Rage stand on the stage smiling]
Johnny Clash: You got one thing wrong there Mr. Hall. You said this is your show? No this is TWI’s show and we have proven that time and time again. Thanks for the contract by the way.
[The fans boo as Johnny and Rage walk slowly down the ramp towards the ring]
Johnny Clash: I hope you have a damn good insurance policy for your wrestlers because tonight I will guarantee someone is leaving on a stretcher.
[Johnny and Rage now walk up the steel steps and climb between the ropes in to the ring]
Johnny Clash: It could be Chris Cable... It could be Drake Hunter... Could be both or it could be you Mr. Hall.
[The fans boo louder as Hall looks Clash directly in the eye]
Johnny Clash: We have run this show week after week. The only explanation as to why the ratings climbed higher and higher is us. We are an instant draw and we are the reason MPW is such a success.
[Johnny stands face to face with Hall and he pulls on Halls tie and throws it in his face]
Johnny Clash: And than you call us out? What happened last week when Drake Hunter called me out? He left the arena in tears crying to his mommy. You don’t want that to be you now do you?
Shawn Hall: You lay a greasy finger on me and your ass is not only fired but you will get the ass beating of a lifetime!
[The fans cheer for Hall who doesn’t back down from Clash. Clash just stands in front of him grinning.]
Johnny Clash: that’s where you are wrong Mr. Hall. I thought you were a lot smarter than this but I guess you are as dumb as you look. You are the one that gave us our contracts, our exclusive contracts that basically say we can do whatever the hell we want when we want to do it. So if I want to flick your huge nose…….
[Johnny flicks Hall’s nose and he turns away starting to get mad]
Johnny Clash: than I can......If I want to.. ……..Rage, scissors please.
[Rage hands Johnny Clash a pair of scissors and Johnny takes Hall’s tie and cuts it in half.]
Johnny Clash: Cut your tie.. Than I can.
[Hall starts to turn red and he takes off his suit jacket and removes what is left of his tie. He throws it down and gets in fighting stance as Clash still remains calm with a smile on his face]
Johnny Clash: That wouldn’t be smart now would it Hall. You would not only get your ass beat by two trained wrestlers that kick people in the face for a living, while you are just a CEO.. But you would give us all the power of attorney to own this company. Now you wouldn’t want guys like us to own your company now would you?
[Hall calms down a bit but than “My Hero” by Foo Fighters hits and Bill Adams walks out on to the stage. He heads in to the ring and the fans cheer him on. He pushes Clash and Rage out of the way and stands face to face with Hall, looking up at Hall. Clash and Rage back off and watch as Bill Adams begins to speak]
Bill Adams: Who the hell do you think you are!
[The fans cheer and Hall looks confused]
Bill Adams: You have some nerve stepping in to this company and taking control of it. MPW was my creation! Monday Night Main Event is my show! You had to come out here and stick your big nose in my business and look what happened! You let these buffoons come in and now everyone in this place is looking over their shoulders every chance they get.
[Johnny and Rage smile at each other]
Bill Adams: if you are looking for a fight than you came to the right place because this is not your company Mr. Hall. If anyone has the biggest say it’s these fans. This is Monday Night Main Event SUPERSHOW! We don’t want to hear you talk we want to see the best athletes in the world do what they do best and entertain these fans. This is a wrestling show not a talk show now GET THE HELL OUT OF MY RING!
[The fans cheer and Shawn Hall looks shocked. Hall doesn’t back down but Adams takes his hat and throws it in to the crowd. Rage and Johnny react that they are blinded by the light shining off of Adams’ head.]
Bill Adams: You wanna do this the hard way Shawn!? OKAY FINE!
[Bill rolls up his sleeves as the fans start to get rowdy. Johnny Clash and Rage leave the ring and watch from the apron with smiles on their face. Bill gets in Hall’s face but than the fans start to boo as MPW Security rushes in to the ring.]
Thomas Simon: Ladies and Gentlemen, Monday Night’s Main Event Supershow has kicked off with a bang. I don’t know if anyone can restrain Bill Adams right now, he’s pissed!
Bob Herman: I’ve known Bill Adams a long time and I have never seen him get like this.
[Bill Adams and Hall yell at each other through the security guards who restrain them in opposing corners. Clash takes the microphone again]
Johnny Clash: Why don’t we let them go? I would pay to see a meatball take on a meathead wouldn’t you?
[The fans cheer]
Johnny Clash: SHUT UP! You see the chaos that TWI stirs up? That is the power that we have over the wrestling world and there is not a damn thing you can do about it!
[“Walk Away” by Five Finger Death Punch hits as Johnny and Rage leave ringside with Bill Adams and Shawn Hall still being restrained in the ring]
Roll of The Dice Qualifier
Referee: Alex Santiago
Honey Winters: Introducing first.......KURT NEEEEEEEWWWWWWMMAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNN!!
[The arena fills with cheers as Infection by the Bellrays plays throughout the arena. Kurt makes his way out with two female models on each side of him. Kurt has a huge smile on his face as he makes his way down the ramp and to the ring. As the three individuals make their way to the ring, Kurt quickly jumps up to the ring and sits on the bottom of the rope. The two females slowly make their way up to the ring and pass underneath the ropes that Kurt is sitting on. Kurt flips into the ring and makes his way over to one of the ring post as streamers of different colors fill the ring. Kurt claps his hands in celebration as he jumps off the ring post and walks over to the two ladies who smile at Kurt as he leans over and kisses both of them on the cheeks.]
Honey Winters: And his opponent is SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIREENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!
[“Trance” by 009 Sound System blasts as the fans boo as Siren walks out. She saunters down the ramp teasing fans then seductively gets in the ring.]
Thomas Simon: We will find out at the end of this match just who is going to be another entrant into the Roll of the Dice match at the Pay Per View!
[The bell rings as Siren and Newman circle each other at the beginning of the match. Newman walks up to Siren but is immediately met with a hard slap right across the face. Newman grabs his face for a moment before shaking his head at her. She throws another hard slap and then goes for another but Newman is able to grab her arm before she hits him. She tries to slap him with her other hand but he grabs it as well. She immediately knees him in the stomach twice before dropping him down with a DDT that catches Newman off guard. She quickly springs back up to her feet and as he slowly makes his way to his feet she bounces off the ropes and hits him with a dropkick that sends him into the corner. She walks over to the corner and begins to choke him with her boot for a few seconds before letting go. Newman falls straight forward and down to the mat. He quickly gets to his feet and as he does Siren tries to irish whip him into the ropes but Newman is able to reverse it and send Siren into the ropes and as she comes back he catches her with a spinning spine buster! Newman quickly goes for the pin. 1...2...Kickout!]
Bob Herman: Ouch Newman showing no regard for Siren here. He wants this over quickly!!
[Newman quickly gets to his feet as he is surprised that he wasn't able to get the 3 count. He waits as Siren makes her way to a vertical base and as soon as she does he charges her and hits her with a hard clothesline that sends her down hard. Siren is still able to make her way to her feet rather quick but as she does she's quickly hit with a roundhouse kick to the face by Newman. He smiles as she goes down grabbing the side of her head. He considers going for the pin but decides against it. He climbs up to the top rope and quickly jumps off going for a frog splash as he looks to end the match quickly but Siren is able to slide out of the way just in time. Newman connects face first with the mat and immediately grabs his stomach in pain which gives Siren the chance to make her way to her feet. She waits as Newman slowly makes his way to all fours and as soon as he does she connects with a running boot to the face that sends Newman back down. She goes for the pin. 1...2...Kickout! Newman was able to kickout relatively easy there. Siren gets up and begins to complain to the ref saying that he should have counted faster. This gives Newman time to gain his composure and make his way back to his feet. As she turns to face him he quickly charges at her and tries to hit her with a spear but she is able to move out of the way and send him crashing into the corner turnbuckle before bouncing off. She quickly bounces off the ropes and hits him with a clothesline that sends him down. She goes for the pin once again. 1...2..Kickout! ]
Thomas Simon: Great way for Siren to turn the tables!!
[Newman kicks out pretty easily again. This time she wastes no time as she quickly picks him up, wraps him up around his stomach and attempts to hit him with a belly to belly side suplex but Newman uses all his power to stop her and she isn't able to lift him but instead he lifts her and throws her halfway across the ring with a belly to belly suplex of his own. He quickly goes over to her and picks her up by her hair before hitting her with a quick snap suplex. He quickly picks her up and again hits her with another snap suplex as he has completely taken control of the match. He climbs up to the top rope as he waits for Siren to make her way to her feet. As soon as she does he jumps off and connects with a missile dropkick to the back that sends Siren straight into the opposite corner. He quickly gets to his feet and charges her hitting her with a corner splash. She bounces off the corner and as she does he hits her with another hard clothesline. He throws his hands up high in the air to pump the crowd up which works as they all begin to cheer him on as they can sense he is ready to finish the match. He picks her up by her hair again and quickly picks her up and drops her down on her back with a hard backbreaker. He once again pumps the crowd up, this time climbing up to the second rope in order to do it. He jumps down and faces Siren as she is slowly making her way to her feet. As she does he spins her around to where he's facing her back and picks her up before dropping her down with the Gemini Driver! Newman just connected with his finisher! He goes for the pin! 1...2....3!!!]
Thomas Simon: Kurt’s done it!!!! The self proclaimed King of al that is Awesome is going on for a chance to Roll the dice! Fans we will be right back with more Supershow!!!
Roll of the Dice Qualifying Match
Referee: Ross Parker
Honey Winters: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! And it is to see who qualifies for in the Roll of the Dice tournament!!! Introducing first! From Toronto, Ontario, Canada!! Weighing in at 125 pounds!!! BLLLIIIIISSSS!!!
[The crowd hears intro of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" Start up.
Purple and pink strobe lights & fog go off at the top of the ramp
You don't know how you took it
You just know what you got
Oh Lordy you've been stealing
From the theives and you got caught
A figure appears in the smoke. The beat starts and the fog clears to show Bliss. She winks at the crowd and flashes a smile
In the headlights
Of a stretch car
You're a star
Bliss flips her hair and starts down the ramp in a strut
Dressing like your sister
Living like a tart
They don't know what you're doing
Babe, it must be art
You're a headache
In a suitcase
You're a star
She gets to the ring and pulls herself up to the ropes
Oh no, don't be shy
You don't have to go blind
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
She grabs a hold of the top rope and flips herself into the ring.
You don't know how you got here
You just know you want out
Believing in yourself
She walks toward the Corner and pulls herself to raise an arm to the crowd as they boo in return.]
Honey Winters: And her opponent!! Weighing in tonight at 251 pounds!! Hailing from Charlotte, North Carolina, He is the MPW North American Champion!!! AIIIIIDDDEEEEEENN CAAAAAAAIIIINNNEEE!!!!
["Get Ready For The Smack Down!" The arena lights dim as red and blue spotlights begin to circle overhead and the fans are on their feet in a huge pop as, at the end of the refrain, Aidan Caine runs out from the backstage area. He pauses momentarily at the top of the ramp to run first to the left side of the stage and then to the right, throwing his arms wide and further rousing the already raucous crowd with his playful antics. Then Caine sprints down the ramp, slides into the ring, and leaps up onto the nearest turnbuckle urging the crowd on until the entire arena is clapping to the addictive beat of the music.]
Thomas Simon: So here we go! Roll of the Dice qualifier between two major stars in MPW, this one could have some drastic ramifications!
Bob Herman: Wooooo! Look at those legs on Bliss!
Thomas Simon: Do you EVER Shut up? I mean seriously, EVER?
Bob Herman: No Tom, I’m like a gift that keeps on giving.
Thomas Simon: Well I’ll give you one if you're not careful. Anyway! Here we go, ready for the match start!
DING...DING....DING
[The two lockup, with Aiden getting the obvious strength advantage and switches to a headlock, holding it tight as he drags Bliss over to the turnbuckle and is forced to break the hold. As he breaks free Bliss capitalizes, kicking him hard in the shin multiple times before she locks in a headlock of his own. However, Caine grabs Bliss in a back suplex and hauls her over and she lands on the top turnbuckle knees first. As Caine turns around she clocks him with a massive right hand, before getting to her feet on the top turnbuckle and executing a leaping hurricanrana. With both superstars back on their feet, Bliss charges again and hits a massive clothesline, sending Caine to the mat. As Aiden gets back to his feet, he gets hit with another clothesline and gets sent to the mat, and then hit with an elbow drop from Bliss.]
Bob Herman: I think I saw Bliss’ nipple on impact there!
[Bliss continues to wear down Caine with an arm lock, holding in the shoulder tight so that it was practically useless inside the hold. Within around thirty seconds Aiden breaks free, and as he gets back to his feet he dodges a chick kick and kicks Bliss in the gut, pulling her up into a Samoan drop position and dropping her gut first onto his knee, before he pulls her up and runs to the ropes, dropping her with a running knee lift, before he poses for a moment and then hits a leg drop, going for the cover and getting a two count.]
Thomas Simon: First pin attempt for the match by Aiden Caine, and it’s a close near fall.
Caine locks in a sleeper in a seated position as Bliss struggles back to her feet, eventually breaking the hold and hitting multiple elbows to the gut of Caine as she hits a seated three-quarter facelock jawbreaker. As Caine bounces off, Bliss runs to the ropes and looks for a running spear, but Caine moves out of the way, shoving Bliss into the ring post in between the second and third turnbuckles. As she pushes herself out of the wedge, she turns around and is met by a massive running clothesline from Caine, who then waits for a moment before grabbing the head of Bliss and pulling her into a suplex position.]
Thomas Simon: Caine could be looking for the River Styx!!
Bob Herman: This could spell the end for Miss. Bliss!!
Thomas Simon: He lifts....and HITS IT!! River Styx from Aiden Caine!!! Into the cover!!
1...............2..............NO! Bliss kicks out at two, and this match continues!
Caine lifts Bliss back to her feet and kicks her in the gut again, this time looking for the Tria Mera to finish things off. However, Bliss counters, landing on her feet after flipping over the backdrop and she attempts to go for the Beauty Mark. However, Aiden is able to grab the ropes and block the double knee backbreaker. As Bliss gets to her feet, Aiden then charges, hitting the Divine Comedy Shining Wizard to the jaw of Bliss, to the immense cheers of a mass of fans.]
Thomas Simon: Divine Comedy!! That's gotta be it! After countering the Beauty Mark, surely the Divine Comedy spells the end for Bliss!!
Divine Comedy from Aiden Caine!!! And now Caine hauls Bliss to her feet!
Bob Herman: Our North American champ could be looking to end it here!
Thomas Simon: Caine pulls her in.....TRIA MERA!!! MASSIVE TRIA MERA INTO THE BRIDGE COVER!!! 1....................2.................3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What a match!!! Aidan Caine advances!!!!!!!!!!
[Camera fades to black.]
I am your Saviour MPW….
[We open up in blackness. We can hear the faint sound of footsteps echoing, they draw closer, and closer. There are a few clicking sounds and a lone flame dances, the fire illuminates the face of a man. He stares deep into the camera lens, his eyes burning with intensity.]
?: "Judgement. Christ was given his final judgement when he was nailed to a cross, to supposedly free man from his sins. A man was prepared to sacrifice himself for mankind. Yet, if he was here today, in body and mind, not spiritually, would he do the same thing? Would he sacrifice his own life to atone for our sins?" The answer, is no."
[Another flame rises beside the first. Two flames now flicker; lighting up more of the mysterious mans face.]
?: Christ served his purpose and returned to the Kingdom of Heaven, his mission completed, his quest finished, and his destiny fulfilled. Wars have been fought in his name, blood spilt all in the name of Jesus Christ our saviour. He, who done what was necessary to carry out Our Lords will.
[More flames begin to rise, one by one then flicker to reveal the full face of the mysterious man.]
?: Yet even though he gave the ultimate sacrifice for you, you still fail to repay him. You people are in his debt and now, he has decided to collect what is owed to him. This is why I have been sent here, as an emissary of the Lord, to cleanse this unholy place of its sins and to purify it, to open your eyes and to make you understand that you serve a purpose in this world and no longer can you live in sin and expect to have Gods mercy when Judgement is laid upon you.
[More flames rise in a quick motion and the mysterious mans face and body is revealed. The room he is in looks like a padded cell. Scribbled over the walls are various bible passages, prophet names, supernatural markings, crosses and Hebrew writing.]
?: My name is Castiel, and I have been sent to Save you all from the evil that resides in you. You will accept me as your saviour; you will embrace me into your world and follow my word as I cleanse your mind, body and soul from darkness. You will see me as the light, the lone flame in the shadows - Hope, where all hope is lost. I bring you no false prophecies; I bring you no false knowledge of what your future holds.
[The flames start to die out, one by one until there is only one remaining.]
Castiel: The reign of Darkness has already begun in MPW - I am here to let the light shine in. For I will walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for I am sent to you to save you, I am your Saviour MPW - Accept me as Jesus accepted you into his heart - for if you do not, I will cast judgement upon you, and I will sentence you to death.
[The final flame goes out and the footsteps go from loud to quiet.. Until a harrowing scream howls, echoing endlessly as our scene fades out, leaving the screams hang in the air. Screen fades to black.]
Awkwardtown!
[Scene fades to backstage with the newly crowned MPW North American Champion and now Roll of the Dice participant, Aidan Caine! Is watching the screen having just watched Castiel’s vignette. He looks at the cameraman mouths the words “Oh My God!” He shakes his head from side to side. Still obviously feeling the effects of the match a few moments earlier. He walks down the hallway and nods to a few backstage guys. Caine then stops dead in his tracks as he smirks to himself then speaks.]
Aidan Caine: Oh! He…..hey Kried!
[Camera pans over as you Apostle Kried come into the picture. The fans are heard popping in the arena.]
Apostle Kried: Hey Caine. What’s new?
Aidan Caine: Ahhh not much….you know North American champ and all….now I’m in the roll of the dice match. Soooo……Pretty good all things considered. Oh hey listen since I got you here I wanted to apologize for the whole twitter thing where I called you a “dick sucking, mother fucking, cum jawed bitch.” I just had a lot of Red Bull that day and was really hyper…..plus I just watched Inglorious Bastards so you know….I wasn’t in a German mood so to speak.
Apostle Kried: No harm done….I know not to take it seriously….I’m used to it with being German and all…..
Aidan Caine: But hey! You German’s sure do make a good sausage.
Apostle Kried: Oh yeah we do. Really juicy big sausages!
Aidan Caine: I would love nothing more than to get my hands on of those…..sounds mouth-watering.
Apostle Kried: Oh they are and the Kalte Platte….
Aidan Caine: What’s that?
Apostle Kried: It’s a huge platter of meat.
Aidan Caine: I need to go to Germany….sounds you guys really know how to pound the meat.
Aidan Caine: I uh…..I just took the conversation to awkward town didn’t I?
Apostle Kried: Yeah…..you kind of did.
Aidan Caine: Sorry….I guess I get real weird like that sometimes. But hey wait….you aren’t your normal chipper self….I guess….what’s up?
Apostle Kried: I went to Bill Adams’ office earlier and was looking for another title shot but he said I didn’t deserve it as I needed to starts from the bottom again…..I just….I don’t know….In NYCCW Will Turner treated me like and now Bill Adams seems to do the same. I guess I will have to earn my spot then.
Aidan Caine: Look! You more than earned your spot with me last week! Enough so that I don’t care what that bald asshole has to say. I am giving you a rematch in two weeks at Main Event for this North American Title! You took me to the extreme Kried. You of all people deserve that!
Apostle Kried: Thanks Caine but I don’t think you have the power to….
Aidan Caine: I’M THE FUCKING NORTH AMERICAN CHAMP! I have the power!
Apostle Kried: OK there He-Man! Is Man-at-arms coming out at any second? Hehe…..seriously you’re handcuff…..
[Caine slaps Kried right across the face reawakening the German Monster. He immediately goes red in the face.]
Aidan Caine: That’s the Kried I know! Welcome back big man!!!!!See you in two weeks!!!
[Caine slowly walks away as the camera fades on Kried’s angered face and cuts to commercial.]
I think I found him…
[We open back up from commercial to Trey Baxter's locker room where we see Trey getting ready for his match against Jackson Blaze that is set to take place soon. All of a sudden Trey's phone begins to ring. He looks to see that it's his manager Blake Gold. He answers the phone and puts it on speaker phone as he begins to put his boots on.]
Baxter: What's up Blake?
Gold: Not much man. You ready for your big match?
Baxter: I've been ready. I'm about to hurt this piece of shit.
Gold: That's what I like to hear. Good luck.
Baxter: Thanks man...won't need it, but thanks. That all you called for? You find something?
Gold: Kind of...
Baxter: What is it?
Gold: I got some more papers.
Baxter: And...?
Gold: And I think I found him.
Baxter: You serious?
Gold: According to this.
Baxter: How do we even know this is real?
Gold: I guess that's on you man. If you want to know where he is I can tell you.
[Trey pauses for a moment as he shakes his head. He gets up, picks the phone up, and takes it off of speakerphone.]
Baxter: Let me call you back. I've got some gold to win first...
[Trey hangs up the phone and throws it onto the couch as he sits down and thinks about his match later and the information he has just been given.]
Can anyone hold a candle??
[The scene opens with a close-up of John Fisherman's face. He appears to be calm with a cocky grin on his face. The camera fades out, revealing Tim Bowers standing next to him, with a microphone in hand, facing the camera as he introduces himself.]
Tim Bowers: Hi folks, Tim Bowers here, and standing next to me is one of the six participants who will be competing later tonight for the first MPW Television title, John Fisherman.
[Tim turns to face his guest. John Fisherman seems oblivious to the boos from the leering crowd in the arena.]
Tim Bowers: John, in the short amount of time you've been here, you've been very impressive. You have been involved in two outstanding contests and now, just one week after earning your spot in the highly anticipated Roll of the Dice bout at High Stakes, you now have the opportunity to become the first MPW Television champion.
[Tim holds the microphone up to John's face.]
John Fisherman: You sound surprised Tim. Did you expect anything less? If you haven't already heard, my name is John Fisherman, and I'm the only man worth watching on this show. Last week, I showed the world what I'm capable of, and it's only a matter of time before I take my rightful spot as the face of this company.
Tim Bowers: You're certainly confident in yourself, but tonight, you're facing five talented individuals all chasing the same prize.
John Fisherman: Talented? Tim, you're talking to the epitome of talent. You think that Toby Foster can hold a candle to me? Or Taufik? Or what's his name? No. No one can hold a candle to me. Do you think people are interested in Drake Hunter? Or Aidan Caine? Or those three bimbos strutting around the place? No. Everyone tunes in to watch John Fisherman. You might as well hand me that title belt right now, because the public deserve a true superstar as their champion. Tonight, the people will get what they want. Spoiler alert: I am going to become the first MPW Television champion!
[With that, John storms off camera, leaving Tim Bowers alone. The camera then fades to the next segment.]
Championship Roulette
Television Championship
Honey Winters: This match is the Championship Roulette Match, and it is for the Millennium Pro Wrestling Television Championship!
The rules of this match are as follows… two participants will begin in the ring. After five minutes, a new wrestler will join the fight. After the last man enters the ring, there will be a five minute time limit. Whoever secures the first decision after the last entry, by pinfall, or submission, will be the winner. If no decisions are made in the last 5 minute time limit, whoever won the most recent decision… again by pinfall or submission, will be declared the winner. The order of entry has been completely randomized, and once again, this match is for the Television Championship!
[The screen cuts to the [fXs] symbol as the first beats of “No Church In The Wild” by Kanye and Jay-Z hit the arena. As the song moves into the chosen verse, Freddie steps out from behind the curtain as he just stands there, bouncing from side to side, before making his slow walk towards the ring.]
Honey Winters: Introducing the first competitor, from Denver, Colorado, weighing two hundred and twenty seven pounds, Freddie Styles!
[Freddie slowly walks up the ring steps, and steps through the ropes. He then stands on the middle rope, holding one arm above him, before stepping down and leaning over in a corner, he stares out at the crowd briefly as his music fades.]
[As the opening riff of "John the Fisherman" echoes across the arena, John Fisherman and Ms. Jasmine Biguns reveal themselves on the stage. They stand side by side, Ms. Biguns hooking her arm around her client's arm as John simply stares into the crowd in disdain.]
Honey Winters: The second competitor, being accompanied by Jasmine Biguns, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing two hundred and twenty seven pounds… John Fisherman!
[They start walking down the ramp, John ignoring the boos from the crowd as Ms. Biguns agitates them from the comfort of her man's side. When they approach ringside, Ms. Biguns releases her hold, steps back and applauds her man as he performs his signature pose: holding both arms from his signs, his thumbs pointing down and his middle and index finger pointing away. After a brief moment in this pose, John leaps onto the apron, as Ms. Biguns walks up the staircase in the corner. John enters through the ropes and sits on the middle rope, allowing Ms. Biguns to enter without the struggle of keeping her short skirt from above the waist. They then both stand in the center of the ring. There, John Fisherman does his signature pose once again, this time with Ms. Biguns beside her, resting one hand on his lower back and holding out her other hand to complete the pair's pose.]
[Ms. Biguns and Honey Winters both exit the ring as Fisherman and Styles glare at each other from across the ring. They both strike wrestler’s poses and begin circiling even before the referee Michael Green calls for the bell.]
DING DING DING…
[As the bell rings, the titantron switches to a timer, showing 5:00 and 2/6, signifying the number of wrestlers currently in the ring. The timer immediately starts to count down. Styles and Fisherman waste no time and immediately charge each other, ending up in a standard standing grapple. They wrestle around on their feet, each man trying to get the better of each other. Fisherman gets both of his arms to the inside, then spins into a European uppercut. Styles is forced backwards a step, but he remains standing and responds with a backhanded smack to Fisherman’s face. Fisherman glowers as he walks away rubbing his face. The two men lock up again and ferociously begin swinging around the ring, trying to force each other to lose their balance.]
4:30 2/6
[Styles manages to get a grip on the wrist of Fisherman, he swings behind Fisherman’s back, twisting his arm into a hammerlock. Fisherman struggles around trying to escape from the hold. Styles manages to stay behind him and trips him up with a leg sweep. Styles flips him around and pins his shoulders to the mat. Fisherman kicks out right as the ref drops to the mat. Styles transfers to a reverse side headlock and keeps Fisherman on the mat.]
3:40 2/6
[John Fisherman continues to struggle, trying to loosen Styles’ hold on his face. Ms. Biguns bangs on the mat, shouting instructions to her client. Fisherman slowly works his way around, then he slowly climbs to his feet, still in a side headlock. Fisherman drives his elbows into the gut of Freddie Styles. Freddie takes a few hits, then tries to cinch the hold, but Fisherman manages to slip out from behind. He shoves Styles from behind, sending him into the ropes. Styles spins off the ropes and jumps over Fisherman as he drops to the mat. Styles continues to build momentum with another bounce off the ropes, he ducks a clothesline, bounces again, and is taken down with a mule kick to the chest from Fisherman. A smirk appears on the face of John Fisherman as he poses for the crowd, who boos him emphatically. He snubs the crowd before dropping a knee on the downed Styles. He flips Styles over with his foot and drops into a pin.]
…1…
Thomas Simon: Styles kicks out just before the two count and rolls away from Fisherman.
1:20 2/6
[Styles uses the ropes to get to his feet, the ref tries to keep Fisherman away, but he pushes past him and kicks Styles in the gut. He pulls Styles into the center of the ring by his head, then takes him down with a flowing snap DDT. Fisherman attempts to transition into a cobra clutch, but Styles seems to come to and scrambles to the ropes, the ref forces Fisherman to back off and Styles climbs to his feet.]
0:30 2/6
[The two men circle each other once again, Styles goes for another lock up, but Fisherman pushes him off and hits a standing dropkick. He goes for a quick pinfall…]
…1..
[Styles kicks his legs up and counters the pin into a leg scissor sleeper hold! Fisherman is caught, and he knows it, he flails around desperately, by skill, or by pure chance he manages to land his foot on the rope, Styles is forced to let go.]
Thomas Simon: Here we go! The next participant is???
The crowd chants as the last seconds tick off the timer… 5…4…3…2…1…
BUZZ!!!!
[Styles and Fisherman square off and begin trading blows as the MPWtron goes black for a moment, suddenly, "X Gonna Give It to Ya" blast through the P.A. system and smoke fills the entrance as Jason Xavier appears on the stage to the cheers of the fans. He wipes his feet on the ramp and throws up his arms in an X. He shuffles steps towards the ring before breaking into a full sprint towards the ring. He slides into the ring and immediately ducks a punch from Fisherman. He responds with a punch to the face, followed by a second, then a third. A dazed John Fisherman falls onto the second rope. Xavier dives out of the way of a charging Styles, Styles hits the rope and is caught by a clothesline from behind by Jason Xavier. Styles flips over the ropes and lands on the outside. Xavier raises a hand to the crowd, and then charges towards Fisherman. He dropkicks Fisherman in the face, sending him through the ropes as well, leaving Xavier alone in the ring.]
4:35 3/6
[Jason Xavier paces the inside of the ring as on the outside, Ms. Biguns goes over and helps her client to her feet. The ref tells her to get away, but she ignores him as she hurriedly tries to get Fisherman to regain his focus. Xavier watches this for a couple of seconds, a smile on his face, he glances at the fans, who cheer him on, then bounces off the ropes and performs a suicide dive through the ropes straight into Fisherman, sending Ms. Biguns dashing out of the way as the two men go sailing into the ringside barriers. Xavier springs to his feet and grabs Fisherman by the trunks. He spins and slides him into the ring, following closely. Jason kicks Fisherman in the gut, bending him over; he then grabs him in Piledriver position. He goes for the X-Driver, but Fisherman is able to stay on his feet and break Xavier’s grip! Fisherman looks surprised for a second, then a cocky grin appears on his face as he thumbs his nose at the audience, then drops an elbow on the face of Xavier. Fisherman goes for a pin…]
1…
[Just as Xavier kicks out, Freddie Styles comes flying into the ring shoving Fisherman off a Xavier as well. The three men scuffle about on the ground, then break off into separate corners. They glare at each other as the camera pans from one face to the next to the last, they each begin moving in, then Xavier offers out his hands for a Greco-Roman knuckle lock. Styles and Fisherman look less than thrilled at the idea, but Styles gradually raises his arms as well. His fingers are inches away from Xavier’s, but they don’t lock them yet as both men turn to look at Fisherman. He delays, as Ms. Biguns tries to warn him against it, but finally the chance to prove his strength proves to tempting and he raises his own hands. The three men lock eyes with each other, glancing back and forth. Finally, as if ordered, they all simultaneously lock their fingers with each other in a triangle and the lock begins.]
1:45 3/6
[The awkwardness of having to wrestle with each separate hand devours each mans focus as they begin tussling, each man attempting to over-power the other two at the same time. Styles nearly slips down to one knee, but he instead pulls his arms in, sending all three into a collision, they push against each other, none giving in an inch, they pull apart and slam together again, they pull apart once again, but this time Xavier rams a shoulder into Styles, stunning him and creating an opening for the other two to force him to his knees. Styles struggles around, but Xavier and Fisherman focus on each other. The ram into each other, but as they do, Styles slips out of the lock and rolls out of the ring, holding his wrists in pain. Xavier and Fisherman lock their free hands as well and continue into a traditional Knuckle lock. The press their chests together and struggle for dominance. Eventually, Fisherman’s size advantage allows him to get the advantage, and push Xavier’s arms behind his head. Fisherman keeps up the pressure, as Xavier struggles in pain, then, slowly but surely, Xavier draws out his strength and slowly pulls his arms back, he continues the momentum and slowly begins to gain an advantage of his own. Realizing this, Fisherman headbutts Xavier in the face, drawing the ire of the crowd. Xavier loses his advantage, and as Fisherman headbutts him again, he slips on the hold and crumples to the mat. Fisherman goes for a pinfall.]
[1..2.. Xavier just manages to kick out this time, as he does, the crowd begins chanting as the timer ticks down again.]
Bob Herman: Who’s next?
5…4…3…2…1…
BUZZ!!!
[Chelsea Dagger kicks on as the fans rise to their feet cheering as ‘Textbook’ Toby Foster blasts through the curtains. He raises his arms high in the air and continues to walk down the ring doing so. He shakes hands with all the awaiting fans before sliding under the bottom rope. He pops to his feet, immediately starting to trade punches with Fisherman.]
[Styles slides back into the ring and wraps Fisherman in a full nelson, allowing Foster to land several good punches. Styles lifts Fisherman into a full nelson slam, then Xavier springs to the top turnbuckle, diving off backwards in a 135 degree splash.]
The three others dump Fisherman out of the ring, and then square off themselves.
3:45 4/6
[Toby Foster, being the freshest, is the first to make a move, landing a kick to the leg of Xavier. Styles grabs Foster from behind, then eats a backwards elbow. Foster takes Xavier down with a gutwrench powerbomb. He looks like he wants to go for the cover, but Styles gets up and tries to lock up with him. Foster stops him with a kick to the gut followed by a snap suplex. Foster goes for the cover on Styles…]
1…2…
Thomas Simon: Styles is just able to kick out…
2:30 4/6
[Fisherman is still moping about at ringside, flanked by his manager, Ms. Biguns. Xavier rolls out of the ring and begins beating up Fisherman, who starts trying to flee by running in circles around the ring. Inside the ring, Foster picks up Styles and takes him right back down with a bodyslam.]
[Fisherman slides into the ring to escape Xavier and takes down Foster with a clothesline. Xavier charges from behind, but Fisherman dodges, grabs him from behind in a half nelson and hits a half nelson bulldog. Xavier bounces back up to his feet from the impact, and Fisherman grabs him, quickly hitting the Bridging Fisherman’s Suplex into a pin!]
…1…2…3!!!
Thomas Simon: John Fisherman get the first pinfall! If he can just keep everyone else from getting a pin for the rest of the match, that means he wins! Wait!!!
As Fisherman is celebrating, Toby Foster grabs him from behind and rolls him up in a schoolboy pin!
…1…2…3!!!
Thomas Simon: Toby Foster gets the pin! Now Toby Foster has the advantage!
Bob Herman: He can’t do that! There, there’s a rule against that isn’t there? John just got the pin; he shouldn’t be allowed to be pinned so soon!
Thomas Simon: Anytime means anytime Bob, Toby took advantage, and it looks like we’re about to get another wrestler in here to boot!
[The fans countdown… 5…4…3…2…1…]
Buzz!!!
[Lights Out kicks on and the fans begin to boo as Justin Fischer walks out. He smirks at the audience as he takes his time getting to the ring. Exhaustion is getting to everyone already in the ring, and Justin’s appearance has led to a lull in the action as everyone watches his slow arrival to the ring.]
Thomas Simon: Why is Justin taking so long to get to the ring? Every second counts in this kind of match.
Bob Herman: I know Justin, he has a plan, and this is all a part of that plan.
[Justin arrives at the ring; every wrestler has entered the ring and watches as he walks into the ring. As soon as his second foot hits, the ring exploded with action, every wrestler found someone to fight with and an all out pier 6 brawl broke out.]
4:00 5/6
[The action picks up as all five members of the fight begin to brawl. But it isn’t long before the freshness of Justin Fischer gives him a clear advantage. He hits Xavier with a reverse chin lock backbreaker. Then dodges a punch from Foster and counters with a gut kick and a swinging neckbreaker. He then charges and doublefoot dropkicks Styles and Fisherman both out of the ring.]
2:15 5/6
[Foster and Xavier both get up as Fischer goes over to Foster. Foster quickly punches Fischer in the gut, creating some separation as Fischer stumbles backwards. Xavier climbs out the ropes and stands on the apron as Fischer and Foster begin trading punches. Xavier jumps on the top rope and hits both of them with a swinging cross-body! He goes for a pin on Foster…]
1…
Bob Herman: Fischer breaks up the pin.
1:00 5/6
[Fisherman and Styles begin trading punches on the outside, they fight towards the announce table, where Fisherman hits a jawbreaker, stunning Styles! Fisherman grabs him in Fisherman Suplex position… then he moves to make it land on the announce table! The commentators scatter as Fisherman lifts Styles up! But he can’t quite get him all the way over and Styles lands back on his feet! He slams his hands into the back of Fisherman, then curb-stomps him in the head. Styles turns and slides back into the ring, where he starts trading punches with Xavier. Ms. Biguns goes over to John Fisherman as the brawl continues in the ring. The fans begin counting down as Ms. Biguns slips something to John Fisherman.]
5…4…3…2…1…
Buzz!!!
[Unsettling Differences hits and the crowd begins to boo as Taufik comes out, appealing to the fans as he does so. Camilla Jeperson is following him closely as he charges into the ring and breaks up Xavier and Styles with a double clothesline. Foster charges and attempts a dropkick, but Taufik catches him by the feet, and slingshots him into the ropes. Fisherman climbs into the ring and goes after Taufik, Fischer intercepts him with a flying tackle. Something shiny flies out of Fisherman’s hand. Fischer instinctively pounces on it, and the camera zooms in to show he picked up a pair of Brass knuckles.]
14:30 6/6
[Taufik throws Styles out of the ring on top of Xavier, both of whom get thrown to the ring barrier, he turns and is met by a gut kick from Toby Foster! The ref goes out of the ring to check on Xavier and Styles as Foster grabs Taufik in position for the back to Britain! He lifts him up… and lands it!! The Bridging Dragon Suplex! He’s got the pin! Fischer stomps on Toby, who bounces up and is met with a punch from the brass knuckles!!! Fischer tosses the knuckles out of the ring and covers him as the ref slides back in the ring!]
Micheal Green counts……1…2…3!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Thomas Simon: Time has expired and Justin snuck in a late victory and has won the Television title!!!!!! WHAT A MATCH!
[“Lights Out” blares as Justin Fischer quickly rolls out of the ring and quickly gets handed the belt. He runs back to the ramp and stops halfway up the ramp and raises the title high in air smiling at all of his opponents left in the ring as the screen cuts to commercial.]
Bloodhound Vs. Aaron Knight Vs. Sonja Maria Lickinova Vs. Vulcan
Bloodhound won at 14:25 by pining Aaron Knight. Vulcan nailed his finisher but Bloodhound low blowed him and tossed him out of the ring then went and pinned Aaron Knight.
POST MATCH: Vulcan was coming to outside as Bloodhound seemed to celebrate his victory by attacking Vulcan. He tossed him into the ring steps then kicked him several times before MPW officials broke it up.
[Strobe lights are in effect as "School of Hard Knocks" by P.O.D. blares throughout the Orleans Arena. The camera pans up to the commentating skybox in the arena.]
Thomas Simon: Hello MPW Nation and welcome to the VERY first Monday Night’s Main Event SUPERSHOW!!!!!!!!! Tonight we will find out more Roll of the Dice qualifiers and we will crown our very first MPW Television and World champion!!!!
Bob Herman: Last week Aidan Caine walked away with the North American should be interesting to see who walks out with more gold tonight!
Thomas Simon: It will surely be just that Bobo! Fans we are here for a full action packed 3 hours tonight!
Bob Herman: That’s MPDUB baby! WOOOOOOO!
Thomas Simon: I am seeing a lot more fans here tonight so that’s always a great sight to see!
Whose in charge?
[“School of Hard Knocks” plays as the camera pans around the arena. Suddenly the crowd roars as CEO Shawn Hall walks with a mic in hand. He goes down the ramp and steps into the ring.]
Honey Winters: Please welcome the CEO of MPW, Shawn Hall!
[The fans cheer a bit and Hall raises the microphone to his lips]
Shawn Hall: I want to be the first to welcome everyone to the phenomenon known as Monday Night Main Event!
[The fans cheer and Hall nods]
Shawn Hall: On this night we will see some of the best action in the wrestling world. MPW is growing bigger and stronger every day and it is all thanks to you fans!
[Another pop from the fans]
Shawn Hall: On this night we will see the Roll of The Dice Qualifiers. We will see a Television Champion crowned. We will see the World Heavyweight Championship be decided!
[The fans cheer as an image shows of Blaze and Baxter on the big screen]
Shawn Hall: And we will see two grudge matches as Johnny Clash takes on Chris Cable and Rage takes on Drake Hunter.
[The fans boo Johnny Clash and Rage]
Shawn Hall: and with that... Johnny Clash and Rage.. “TWI” Get your asses out here now!
[Shawn Hall looks mad as the fans cheer him on]
Shawn Hall: Come on, man up and get your asses out here! This isn’t your show this is MY SHOW!
[After a few more seconds of waiting, “Walk Away” by Five Finger Death Punch hits and Johnny Clash and Rage walk out on to the stage in suits and ties. Johnny has a microphone in his hand and the NYCCW World Title Belt around his waste under the jacket. The music stops and Johnny and Rage stand on the stage smiling]
Johnny Clash: You got one thing wrong there Mr. Hall. You said this is your show? No this is TWI’s show and we have proven that time and time again. Thanks for the contract by the way.
[The fans boo as Johnny and Rage walk slowly down the ramp towards the ring]
Johnny Clash: I hope you have a damn good insurance policy for your wrestlers because tonight I will guarantee someone is leaving on a stretcher.
[Johnny and Rage now walk up the steel steps and climb between the ropes in to the ring]
Johnny Clash: It could be Chris Cable... It could be Drake Hunter... Could be both or it could be you Mr. Hall.
[The fans boo louder as Hall looks Clash directly in the eye]
Johnny Clash: We have run this show week after week. The only explanation as to why the ratings climbed higher and higher is us. We are an instant draw and we are the reason MPW is such a success.
[Johnny stands face to face with Hall and he pulls on Halls tie and throws it in his face]
Johnny Clash: And than you call us out? What happened last week when Drake Hunter called me out? He left the arena in tears crying to his mommy. You don’t want that to be you now do you?
Shawn Hall: You lay a greasy finger on me and your ass is not only fired but you will get the ass beating of a lifetime!
[The fans cheer for Hall who doesn’t back down from Clash. Clash just stands in front of him grinning.]
Johnny Clash: that’s where you are wrong Mr. Hall. I thought you were a lot smarter than this but I guess you are as dumb as you look. You are the one that gave us our contracts, our exclusive contracts that basically say we can do whatever the hell we want when we want to do it. So if I want to flick your huge nose…….
[Johnny flicks Hall’s nose and he turns away starting to get mad]
Johnny Clash: than I can......If I want to.. ……..Rage, scissors please.
[Rage hands Johnny Clash a pair of scissors and Johnny takes Hall’s tie and cuts it in half.]
Johnny Clash: Cut your tie.. Than I can.
[Hall starts to turn red and he takes off his suit jacket and removes what is left of his tie. He throws it down and gets in fighting stance as Clash still remains calm with a smile on his face]
Johnny Clash: That wouldn’t be smart now would it Hall. You would not only get your ass beat by two trained wrestlers that kick people in the face for a living, while you are just a CEO.. But you would give us all the power of attorney to own this company. Now you wouldn’t want guys like us to own your company now would you?
[Hall calms down a bit but than “My Hero” by Foo Fighters hits and Bill Adams walks out on to the stage. He heads in to the ring and the fans cheer him on. He pushes Clash and Rage out of the way and stands face to face with Hall, looking up at Hall. Clash and Rage back off and watch as Bill Adams begins to speak]
Bill Adams: Who the hell do you think you are!
[The fans cheer and Hall looks confused]
Bill Adams: You have some nerve stepping in to this company and taking control of it. MPW was my creation! Monday Night Main Event is my show! You had to come out here and stick your big nose in my business and look what happened! You let these buffoons come in and now everyone in this place is looking over their shoulders every chance they get.
[Johnny and Rage smile at each other]
Bill Adams: if you are looking for a fight than you came to the right place because this is not your company Mr. Hall. If anyone has the biggest say it’s these fans. This is Monday Night Main Event SUPERSHOW! We don’t want to hear you talk we want to see the best athletes in the world do what they do best and entertain these fans. This is a wrestling show not a talk show now GET THE HELL OUT OF MY RING!
[The fans cheer and Shawn Hall looks shocked. Hall doesn’t back down but Adams takes his hat and throws it in to the crowd. Rage and Johnny react that they are blinded by the light shining off of Adams’ head.]
Bill Adams: You wanna do this the hard way Shawn!? OKAY FINE!
[Bill rolls up his sleeves as the fans start to get rowdy. Johnny Clash and Rage leave the ring and watch from the apron with smiles on their face. Bill gets in Hall’s face but than the fans start to boo as MPW Security rushes in to the ring.]
Thomas Simon: Ladies and Gentlemen, Monday Night’s Main Event Supershow has kicked off with a bang. I don’t know if anyone can restrain Bill Adams right now, he’s pissed!
Bob Herman: I’ve known Bill Adams a long time and I have never seen him get like this.
[Bill Adams and Hall yell at each other through the security guards who restrain them in opposing corners. Clash takes the microphone again]
Johnny Clash: Why don’t we let them go? I would pay to see a meatball take on a meathead wouldn’t you?
[The fans cheer]
Johnny Clash: SHUT UP! You see the chaos that TWI stirs up? That is the power that we have over the wrestling world and there is not a damn thing you can do about it!
[“Walk Away” by Five Finger Death Punch hits as Johnny and Rage leave ringside with Bill Adams and Shawn Hall still being restrained in the ring]
Roll of The Dice Qualifier
Referee: Alex Santiago
Honey Winters: Introducing first.......KURT NEEEEEEEWWWWWWMMAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNN!!
[The arena fills with cheers as Infection by the Bellrays plays throughout the arena. Kurt makes his way out with two female models on each side of him. Kurt has a huge smile on his face as he makes his way down the ramp and to the ring. As the three individuals make their way to the ring, Kurt quickly jumps up to the ring and sits on the bottom of the rope. The two females slowly make their way up to the ring and pass underneath the ropes that Kurt is sitting on. Kurt flips into the ring and makes his way over to one of the ring post as streamers of different colors fill the ring. Kurt claps his hands in celebration as he jumps off the ring post and walks over to the two ladies who smile at Kurt as he leans over and kisses both of them on the cheeks.]
Honey Winters: And his opponent is SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIREENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!
[“Trance” by 009 Sound System blasts as the fans boo as Siren walks out. She saunters down the ramp teasing fans then seductively gets in the ring.]
Thomas Simon: We will find out at the end of this match just who is going to be another entrant into the Roll of the Dice match at the Pay Per View!
[The bell rings as Siren and Newman circle each other at the beginning of the match. Newman walks up to Siren but is immediately met with a hard slap right across the face. Newman grabs his face for a moment before shaking his head at her. She throws another hard slap and then goes for another but Newman is able to grab her arm before she hits him. She tries to slap him with her other hand but he grabs it as well. She immediately knees him in the stomach twice before dropping him down with a DDT that catches Newman off guard. She quickly springs back up to her feet and as he slowly makes his way to his feet she bounces off the ropes and hits him with a dropkick that sends him into the corner. She walks over to the corner and begins to choke him with her boot for a few seconds before letting go. Newman falls straight forward and down to the mat. He quickly gets to his feet and as he does Siren tries to irish whip him into the ropes but Newman is able to reverse it and send Siren into the ropes and as she comes back he catches her with a spinning spine buster! Newman quickly goes for the pin. 1...2...Kickout!]
Bob Herman: Ouch Newman showing no regard for Siren here. He wants this over quickly!!
[Newman quickly gets to his feet as he is surprised that he wasn't able to get the 3 count. He waits as Siren makes her way to a vertical base and as soon as she does he charges her and hits her with a hard clothesline that sends her down hard. Siren is still able to make her way to her feet rather quick but as she does she's quickly hit with a roundhouse kick to the face by Newman. He smiles as she goes down grabbing the side of her head. He considers going for the pin but decides against it. He climbs up to the top rope and quickly jumps off going for a frog splash as he looks to end the match quickly but Siren is able to slide out of the way just in time. Newman connects face first with the mat and immediately grabs his stomach in pain which gives Siren the chance to make her way to her feet. She waits as Newman slowly makes his way to all fours and as soon as he does she connects with a running boot to the face that sends Newman back down. She goes for the pin. 1...2...Kickout! Newman was able to kickout relatively easy there. Siren gets up and begins to complain to the ref saying that he should have counted faster. This gives Newman time to gain his composure and make his way back to his feet. As she turns to face him he quickly charges at her and tries to hit her with a spear but she is able to move out of the way and send him crashing into the corner turnbuckle before bouncing off. She quickly bounces off the ropes and hits him with a clothesline that sends him down. She goes for the pin once again. 1...2..Kickout! ]
Thomas Simon: Great way for Siren to turn the tables!!
[Newman kicks out pretty easily again. This time she wastes no time as she quickly picks him up, wraps him up around his stomach and attempts to hit him with a belly to belly side suplex but Newman uses all his power to stop her and she isn't able to lift him but instead he lifts her and throws her halfway across the ring with a belly to belly suplex of his own. He quickly goes over to her and picks her up by her hair before hitting her with a quick snap suplex. He quickly picks her up and again hits her with another snap suplex as he has completely taken control of the match. He climbs up to the top rope as he waits for Siren to make her way to her feet. As soon as she does he jumps off and connects with a missile dropkick to the back that sends Siren straight into the opposite corner. He quickly gets to his feet and charges her hitting her with a corner splash. She bounces off the corner and as she does he hits her with another hard clothesline. He throws his hands up high in the air to pump the crowd up which works as they all begin to cheer him on as they can sense he is ready to finish the match. He picks her up by her hair again and quickly picks her up and drops her down on her back with a hard backbreaker. He once again pumps the crowd up, this time climbing up to the second rope in order to do it. He jumps down and faces Siren as she is slowly making her way to her feet. As she does he spins her around to where he's facing her back and picks her up before dropping her down with the Gemini Driver! Newman just connected with his finisher! He goes for the pin! 1...2....3!!!]
Thomas Simon: Kurt’s done it!!!! The self proclaimed King of al that is Awesome is going on for a chance to Roll the dice! Fans we will be right back with more Supershow!!!
Roll of the Dice Qualifying Match
Referee: Ross Parker
Honey Winters: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! And it is to see who qualifies for in the Roll of the Dice tournament!!! Introducing first! From Toronto, Ontario, Canada!! Weighing in at 125 pounds!!! BLLLIIIIISSSS!!!
[The crowd hears intro of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" Start up.
Purple and pink strobe lights & fog go off at the top of the ramp
You don't know how you took it
You just know what you got
Oh Lordy you've been stealing
From the theives and you got caught
A figure appears in the smoke. The beat starts and the fog clears to show Bliss. She winks at the crowd and flashes a smile
In the headlights
Of a stretch car
You're a star
Bliss flips her hair and starts down the ramp in a strut
Dressing like your sister
Living like a tart
They don't know what you're doing
Babe, it must be art
You're a headache
In a suitcase
You're a star
She gets to the ring and pulls herself up to the ropes
Oh no, don't be shy
You don't have to go blind
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
She grabs a hold of the top rope and flips herself into the ring.
You don't know how you got here
You just know you want out
Believing in yourself
She walks toward the Corner and pulls herself to raise an arm to the crowd as they boo in return.]
Honey Winters: And her opponent!! Weighing in tonight at 251 pounds!! Hailing from Charlotte, North Carolina, He is the MPW North American Champion!!! AIIIIIDDDEEEEEENN CAAAAAAAIIIINNNEEE!!!!
["Get Ready For The Smack Down!" The arena lights dim as red and blue spotlights begin to circle overhead and the fans are on their feet in a huge pop as, at the end of the refrain, Aidan Caine runs out from the backstage area. He pauses momentarily at the top of the ramp to run first to the left side of the stage and then to the right, throwing his arms wide and further rousing the already raucous crowd with his playful antics. Then Caine sprints down the ramp, slides into the ring, and leaps up onto the nearest turnbuckle urging the crowd on until the entire arena is clapping to the addictive beat of the music.]
Thomas Simon: So here we go! Roll of the Dice qualifier between two major stars in MPW, this one could have some drastic ramifications!
Bob Herman: Wooooo! Look at those legs on Bliss!
Thomas Simon: Do you EVER Shut up? I mean seriously, EVER?
Bob Herman: No Tom, I’m like a gift that keeps on giving.
Thomas Simon: Well I’ll give you one if you're not careful. Anyway! Here we go, ready for the match start!
DING...DING....DING
[The two lockup, with Aiden getting the obvious strength advantage and switches to a headlock, holding it tight as he drags Bliss over to the turnbuckle and is forced to break the hold. As he breaks free Bliss capitalizes, kicking him hard in the shin multiple times before she locks in a headlock of his own. However, Caine grabs Bliss in a back suplex and hauls her over and she lands on the top turnbuckle knees first. As Caine turns around she clocks him with a massive right hand, before getting to her feet on the top turnbuckle and executing a leaping hurricanrana. With both superstars back on their feet, Bliss charges again and hits a massive clothesline, sending Caine to the mat. As Aiden gets back to his feet, he gets hit with another clothesline and gets sent to the mat, and then hit with an elbow drop from Bliss.]
Bob Herman: I think I saw Bliss’ nipple on impact there!
[Bliss continues to wear down Caine with an arm lock, holding in the shoulder tight so that it was practically useless inside the hold. Within around thirty seconds Aiden breaks free, and as he gets back to his feet he dodges a chick kick and kicks Bliss in the gut, pulling her up into a Samoan drop position and dropping her gut first onto his knee, before he pulls her up and runs to the ropes, dropping her with a running knee lift, before he poses for a moment and then hits a leg drop, going for the cover and getting a two count.]
Thomas Simon: First pin attempt for the match by Aiden Caine, and it’s a close near fall.
Caine locks in a sleeper in a seated position as Bliss struggles back to her feet, eventually breaking the hold and hitting multiple elbows to the gut of Caine as she hits a seated three-quarter facelock jawbreaker. As Caine bounces off, Bliss runs to the ropes and looks for a running spear, but Caine moves out of the way, shoving Bliss into the ring post in between the second and third turnbuckles. As she pushes herself out of the wedge, she turns around and is met by a massive running clothesline from Caine, who then waits for a moment before grabbing the head of Bliss and pulling her into a suplex position.]
Thomas Simon: Caine could be looking for the River Styx!!
Bob Herman: This could spell the end for Miss. Bliss!!
Thomas Simon: He lifts....and HITS IT!! River Styx from Aiden Caine!!! Into the cover!!
1...............2..............NO! Bliss kicks out at two, and this match continues!
Caine lifts Bliss back to her feet and kicks her in the gut again, this time looking for the Tria Mera to finish things off. However, Bliss counters, landing on her feet after flipping over the backdrop and she attempts to go for the Beauty Mark. However, Aiden is able to grab the ropes and block the double knee backbreaker. As Bliss gets to her feet, Aiden then charges, hitting the Divine Comedy Shining Wizard to the jaw of Bliss, to the immense cheers of a mass of fans.]
Thomas Simon: Divine Comedy!! That's gotta be it! After countering the Beauty Mark, surely the Divine Comedy spells the end for Bliss!!
Divine Comedy from Aiden Caine!!! And now Caine hauls Bliss to her feet!
Bob Herman: Our North American champ could be looking to end it here!
Thomas Simon: Caine pulls her in.....TRIA MERA!!! MASSIVE TRIA MERA INTO THE BRIDGE COVER!!! 1....................2.................3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What a match!!! Aidan Caine advances!!!!!!!!!!
[Camera fades to black.]
I am your Saviour MPW….
[We open up in blackness. We can hear the faint sound of footsteps echoing, they draw closer, and closer. There are a few clicking sounds and a lone flame dances, the fire illuminates the face of a man. He stares deep into the camera lens, his eyes burning with intensity.]
?: "Judgement. Christ was given his final judgement when he was nailed to a cross, to supposedly free man from his sins. A man was prepared to sacrifice himself for mankind. Yet, if he was here today, in body and mind, not spiritually, would he do the same thing? Would he sacrifice his own life to atone for our sins?" The answer, is no."[Another flame rises beside the first. Two flames now flicker; lighting up more of the mysterious mans face.]
?: Christ served his purpose and returned to the Kingdom of Heaven, his mission completed, his quest finished, and his destiny fulfilled. Wars have been fought in his name, blood spilt all in the name of Jesus Christ our saviour. He, who done what was necessary to carry out Our Lords will.[More flames begin to rise, one by one then flicker to reveal the full face of the mysterious man.]
?: Yet even though he gave the ultimate sacrifice for you, you still fail to repay him. You people are in his debt and now, he has decided to collect what is owed to him. This is why I have been sent here, as an emissary of the Lord, to cleanse this unholy place of its sins and to purify it, to open your eyes and to make you understand that you serve a purpose in this world and no longer can you live in sin and expect to have Gods mercy when Judgement is laid upon you.[More flames rise in a quick motion and the mysterious mans face and body is revealed. The room he is in looks like a padded cell. Scribbled over the walls are various bible passages, prophet names, supernatural markings, crosses and Hebrew writing.]
?: My name is Castiel, and I have been sent to Save you all from the evil that resides in you. You will accept me as your saviour; you will embrace me into your world and follow my word as I cleanse your mind, body and soul from darkness. You will see me as the light, the lone flame in the shadows - Hope, where all hope is lost. I bring you no false prophecies; I bring you no false knowledge of what your future holds.[The flames start to die out, one by one until there is only one remaining.]
Castiel: The reign of Darkness has already begun in MPW - I am here to let the light shine in. For I will walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for I am sent to you to save you, I am your Saviour MPW - Accept me as Jesus accepted you into his heart - for if you do not, I will cast judgement upon you, and I will sentence you to death.
[The final flame goes out and the footsteps go from loud to quiet.. Until a harrowing scream howls, echoing endlessly as our scene fades out, leaving the screams hang in the air. Screen fades to black.]
Awkwardtown!
[Scene fades to backstage with the newly crowned MPW North American Champion and now Roll of the Dice participant, Aidan Caine! Is watching the screen having just watched Castiel’s vignette. He looks at the cameraman mouths the words “Oh My God!” He shakes his head from side to side. Still obviously feeling the effects of the match a few moments earlier. He walks down the hallway and nods to a few backstage guys. Caine then stops dead in his tracks as he smirks to himself then speaks.]
Aidan Caine: Oh! He…..hey Kried!
[Camera pans over as you Apostle Kried come into the picture. The fans are heard popping in the arena.]
Apostle Kried: Hey Caine. What’s new?
Aidan Caine: Ahhh not much….you know North American champ and all….now I’m in the roll of the dice match. Soooo……Pretty good all things considered. Oh hey listen since I got you here I wanted to apologize for the whole twitter thing where I called you a “dick sucking, mother fucking, cum jawed bitch.” I just had a lot of Red Bull that day and was really hyper…..plus I just watched Inglorious Bastards so you know….I wasn’t in a German mood so to speak.
Apostle Kried: No harm done….I know not to take it seriously….I’m used to it with being German and all…..
Aidan Caine: But hey! You German’s sure do make a good sausage.
Apostle Kried: Oh yeah we do. Really juicy big sausages!
Aidan Caine: I would love nothing more than to get my hands on of those…..sounds mouth-watering.
Apostle Kried: Oh they are and the Kalte Platte….
Aidan Caine: What’s that?
Apostle Kried: It’s a huge platter of meat.
Aidan Caine: I need to go to Germany….sounds you guys really know how to pound the meat.
Aidan Caine: I uh…..I just took the conversation to awkward town didn’t I?
Apostle Kried: Yeah…..you kind of did.
Aidan Caine: Sorry….I guess I get real weird like that sometimes. But hey wait….you aren’t your normal chipper self….I guess….what’s up?
Apostle Kried: I went to Bill Adams’ office earlier and was looking for another title shot but he said I didn’t deserve it as I needed to starts from the bottom again…..I just….I don’t know….In NYCCW Will Turner treated me like and now Bill Adams seems to do the same. I guess I will have to earn my spot then.
Aidan Caine: Look! You more than earned your spot with me last week! Enough so that I don’t care what that bald asshole has to say. I am giving you a rematch in two weeks at Main Event for this North American Title! You took me to the extreme Kried. You of all people deserve that!
Apostle Kried: Thanks Caine but I don’t think you have the power to….
Aidan Caine: I’M THE FUCKING NORTH AMERICAN CHAMP! I have the power!
Apostle Kried: OK there He-Man! Is Man-at-arms coming out at any second? Hehe…..seriously you’re handcuff…..
[Caine slaps Kried right across the face reawakening the German Monster. He immediately goes red in the face.]
Aidan Caine: That’s the Kried I know! Welcome back big man!!!!!See you in two weeks!!!
[Caine slowly walks away as the camera fades on Kried’s angered face and cuts to commercial.]
I think I found him…
[We open back up from commercial to Trey Baxter's locker room where we see Trey getting ready for his match against Jackson Blaze that is set to take place soon. All of a sudden Trey's phone begins to ring. He looks to see that it's his manager Blake Gold. He answers the phone and puts it on speaker phone as he begins to put his boots on.]
Baxter: What's up Blake?
Gold: Not much man. You ready for your big match?
Baxter: I've been ready. I'm about to hurt this piece of shit.
Gold: That's what I like to hear. Good luck.
Baxter: Thanks man...won't need it, but thanks. That all you called for? You find something?
Gold: Kind of...
Baxter: What is it?
Gold: I got some more papers.
Baxter: And...?
Gold: And I think I found him.
Baxter: You serious?
Gold: According to this.
Baxter: How do we even know this is real?
Gold: I guess that's on you man. If you want to know where he is I can tell you.
[Trey pauses for a moment as he shakes his head. He gets up, picks the phone up, and takes it off of speakerphone.]
Baxter: Let me call you back. I've got some gold to win first...
[Trey hangs up the phone and throws it onto the couch as he sits down and thinks about his match later and the information he has just been given.]
Can anyone hold a candle??
[The scene opens with a close-up of John Fisherman's face. He appears to be calm with a cocky grin on his face. The camera fades out, revealing Tim Bowers standing next to him, with a microphone in hand, facing the camera as he introduces himself.]
Tim Bowers: Hi folks, Tim Bowers here, and standing next to me is one of the six participants who will be competing later tonight for the first MPW Television title, John Fisherman.
[Tim turns to face his guest. John Fisherman seems oblivious to the boos from the leering crowd in the arena.]
Tim Bowers: John, in the short amount of time you've been here, you've been very impressive. You have been involved in two outstanding contests and now, just one week after earning your spot in the highly anticipated Roll of the Dice bout at High Stakes, you now have the opportunity to become the first MPW Television champion.
[Tim holds the microphone up to John's face.]
John Fisherman: You sound surprised Tim. Did you expect anything less? If you haven't already heard, my name is John Fisherman, and I'm the only man worth watching on this show. Last week, I showed the world what I'm capable of, and it's only a matter of time before I take my rightful spot as the face of this company.
Tim Bowers: You're certainly confident in yourself, but tonight, you're facing five talented individuals all chasing the same prize.
John Fisherman: Talented? Tim, you're talking to the epitome of talent. You think that Toby Foster can hold a candle to me? Or Taufik? Or what's his name? No. No one can hold a candle to me. Do you think people are interested in Drake Hunter? Or Aidan Caine? Or those three bimbos strutting around the place? No. Everyone tunes in to watch John Fisherman. You might as well hand me that title belt right now, because the public deserve a true superstar as their champion. Tonight, the people will get what they want. Spoiler alert: I am going to become the first MPW Television champion!
[With that, John storms off camera, leaving Tim Bowers alone. The camera then fades to the next segment.]
Championship Roulette
Television Championship
Honey Winters: This match is the Championship Roulette Match, and it is for the Millennium Pro Wrestling Television Championship!
The rules of this match are as follows… two participants will begin in the ring. After five minutes, a new wrestler will join the fight. After the last man enters the ring, there will be a five minute time limit. Whoever secures the first decision after the last entry, by pinfall, or submission, will be the winner. If no decisions are made in the last 5 minute time limit, whoever won the most recent decision… again by pinfall or submission, will be declared the winner. The order of entry has been completely randomized, and once again, this match is for the Television Championship!
[The screen cuts to the [fXs] symbol as the first beats of “No Church In The Wild” by Kanye and Jay-Z hit the arena. As the song moves into the chosen verse, Freddie steps out from behind the curtain as he just stands there, bouncing from side to side, before making his slow walk towards the ring.]
Honey Winters: Introducing the first competitor, from Denver, Colorado, weighing two hundred and twenty seven pounds, Freddie Styles!
[Freddie slowly walks up the ring steps, and steps through the ropes. He then stands on the middle rope, holding one arm above him, before stepping down and leaning over in a corner, he stares out at the crowd briefly as his music fades.]
[As the opening riff of "John the Fisherman" echoes across the arena, John Fisherman and Ms. Jasmine Biguns reveal themselves on the stage. They stand side by side, Ms. Biguns hooking her arm around her client's arm as John simply stares into the crowd in disdain.]
Honey Winters: The second competitor, being accompanied by Jasmine Biguns, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing two hundred and twenty seven pounds… John Fisherman!
[They start walking down the ramp, John ignoring the boos from the crowd as Ms. Biguns agitates them from the comfort of her man's side. When they approach ringside, Ms. Biguns releases her hold, steps back and applauds her man as he performs his signature pose: holding both arms from his signs, his thumbs pointing down and his middle and index finger pointing away. After a brief moment in this pose, John leaps onto the apron, as Ms. Biguns walks up the staircase in the corner. John enters through the ropes and sits on the middle rope, allowing Ms. Biguns to enter without the struggle of keeping her short skirt from above the waist. They then both stand in the center of the ring. There, John Fisherman does his signature pose once again, this time with Ms. Biguns beside her, resting one hand on his lower back and holding out her other hand to complete the pair's pose.]
[Ms. Biguns and Honey Winters both exit the ring as Fisherman and Styles glare at each other from across the ring. They both strike wrestler’s poses and begin circiling even before the referee Michael Green calls for the bell.]
DING DING DING…
[As the bell rings, the titantron switches to a timer, showing 5:00 and 2/6, signifying the number of wrestlers currently in the ring. The timer immediately starts to count down. Styles and Fisherman waste no time and immediately charge each other, ending up in a standard standing grapple. They wrestle around on their feet, each man trying to get the better of each other. Fisherman gets both of his arms to the inside, then spins into a European uppercut. Styles is forced backwards a step, but he remains standing and responds with a backhanded smack to Fisherman’s face. Fisherman glowers as he walks away rubbing his face. The two men lock up again and ferociously begin swinging around the ring, trying to force each other to lose their balance.]
4:30 2/6
[Styles manages to get a grip on the wrist of Fisherman, he swings behind Fisherman’s back, twisting his arm into a hammerlock. Fisherman struggles around trying to escape from the hold. Styles manages to stay behind him and trips him up with a leg sweep. Styles flips him around and pins his shoulders to the mat. Fisherman kicks out right as the ref drops to the mat. Styles transfers to a reverse side headlock and keeps Fisherman on the mat.]
3:40 2/6
[John Fisherman continues to struggle, trying to loosen Styles’ hold on his face. Ms. Biguns bangs on the mat, shouting instructions to her client. Fisherman slowly works his way around, then he slowly climbs to his feet, still in a side headlock. Fisherman drives his elbows into the gut of Freddie Styles. Freddie takes a few hits, then tries to cinch the hold, but Fisherman manages to slip out from behind. He shoves Styles from behind, sending him into the ropes. Styles spins off the ropes and jumps over Fisherman as he drops to the mat. Styles continues to build momentum with another bounce off the ropes, he ducks a clothesline, bounces again, and is taken down with a mule kick to the chest from Fisherman. A smirk appears on the face of John Fisherman as he poses for the crowd, who boos him emphatically. He snubs the crowd before dropping a knee on the downed Styles. He flips Styles over with his foot and drops into a pin.]
…1…
Thomas Simon: Styles kicks out just before the two count and rolls away from Fisherman.
1:20 2/6
[Styles uses the ropes to get to his feet, the ref tries to keep Fisherman away, but he pushes past him and kicks Styles in the gut. He pulls Styles into the center of the ring by his head, then takes him down with a flowing snap DDT. Fisherman attempts to transition into a cobra clutch, but Styles seems to come to and scrambles to the ropes, the ref forces Fisherman to back off and Styles climbs to his feet.]
0:30 2/6
[The two men circle each other once again, Styles goes for another lock up, but Fisherman pushes him off and hits a standing dropkick. He goes for a quick pinfall…]
…1..
[Styles kicks his legs up and counters the pin into a leg scissor sleeper hold! Fisherman is caught, and he knows it, he flails around desperately, by skill, or by pure chance he manages to land his foot on the rope, Styles is forced to let go.]
Thomas Simon: Here we go! The next participant is???
The crowd chants as the last seconds tick off the timer… 5…4…3…2…1…
BUZZ!!!!
[Styles and Fisherman square off and begin trading blows as the MPWtron goes black for a moment, suddenly, "X Gonna Give It to Ya" blast through the P.A. system and smoke fills the entrance as Jason Xavier appears on the stage to the cheers of the fans. He wipes his feet on the ramp and throws up his arms in an X. He shuffles steps towards the ring before breaking into a full sprint towards the ring. He slides into the ring and immediately ducks a punch from Fisherman. He responds with a punch to the face, followed by a second, then a third. A dazed John Fisherman falls onto the second rope. Xavier dives out of the way of a charging Styles, Styles hits the rope and is caught by a clothesline from behind by Jason Xavier. Styles flips over the ropes and lands on the outside. Xavier raises a hand to the crowd, and then charges towards Fisherman. He dropkicks Fisherman in the face, sending him through the ropes as well, leaving Xavier alone in the ring.]
4:35 3/6
[Jason Xavier paces the inside of the ring as on the outside, Ms. Biguns goes over and helps her client to her feet. The ref tells her to get away, but she ignores him as she hurriedly tries to get Fisherman to regain his focus. Xavier watches this for a couple of seconds, a smile on his face, he glances at the fans, who cheer him on, then bounces off the ropes and performs a suicide dive through the ropes straight into Fisherman, sending Ms. Biguns dashing out of the way as the two men go sailing into the ringside barriers. Xavier springs to his feet and grabs Fisherman by the trunks. He spins and slides him into the ring, following closely. Jason kicks Fisherman in the gut, bending him over; he then grabs him in Piledriver position. He goes for the X-Driver, but Fisherman is able to stay on his feet and break Xavier’s grip! Fisherman looks surprised for a second, then a cocky grin appears on his face as he thumbs his nose at the audience, then drops an elbow on the face of Xavier. Fisherman goes for a pin…]
1…
[Just as Xavier kicks out, Freddie Styles comes flying into the ring shoving Fisherman off a Xavier as well. The three men scuffle about on the ground, then break off into separate corners. They glare at each other as the camera pans from one face to the next to the last, they each begin moving in, then Xavier offers out his hands for a Greco-Roman knuckle lock. Styles and Fisherman look less than thrilled at the idea, but Styles gradually raises his arms as well. His fingers are inches away from Xavier’s, but they don’t lock them yet as both men turn to look at Fisherman. He delays, as Ms. Biguns tries to warn him against it, but finally the chance to prove his strength proves to tempting and he raises his own hands. The three men lock eyes with each other, glancing back and forth. Finally, as if ordered, they all simultaneously lock their fingers with each other in a triangle and the lock begins.]
1:45 3/6
[The awkwardness of having to wrestle with each separate hand devours each mans focus as they begin tussling, each man attempting to over-power the other two at the same time. Styles nearly slips down to one knee, but he instead pulls his arms in, sending all three into a collision, they push against each other, none giving in an inch, they pull apart and slam together again, they pull apart once again, but this time Xavier rams a shoulder into Styles, stunning him and creating an opening for the other two to force him to his knees. Styles struggles around, but Xavier and Fisherman focus on each other. The ram into each other, but as they do, Styles slips out of the lock and rolls out of the ring, holding his wrists in pain. Xavier and Fisherman lock their free hands as well and continue into a traditional Knuckle lock. The press their chests together and struggle for dominance. Eventually, Fisherman’s size advantage allows him to get the advantage, and push Xavier’s arms behind his head. Fisherman keeps up the pressure, as Xavier struggles in pain, then, slowly but surely, Xavier draws out his strength and slowly pulls his arms back, he continues the momentum and slowly begins to gain an advantage of his own. Realizing this, Fisherman headbutts Xavier in the face, drawing the ire of the crowd. Xavier loses his advantage, and as Fisherman headbutts him again, he slips on the hold and crumples to the mat. Fisherman goes for a pinfall.]
[1..2.. Xavier just manages to kick out this time, as he does, the crowd begins chanting as the timer ticks down again.]
Bob Herman: Who’s next?
5…4…3…2…1…
BUZZ!!!
[Chelsea Dagger kicks on as the fans rise to their feet cheering as ‘Textbook’ Toby Foster blasts through the curtains. He raises his arms high in the air and continues to walk down the ring doing so. He shakes hands with all the awaiting fans before sliding under the bottom rope. He pops to his feet, immediately starting to trade punches with Fisherman.]
[Styles slides back into the ring and wraps Fisherman in a full nelson, allowing Foster to land several good punches. Styles lifts Fisherman into a full nelson slam, then Xavier springs to the top turnbuckle, diving off backwards in a 135 degree splash.]
The three others dump Fisherman out of the ring, and then square off themselves.
3:45 4/6
[Toby Foster, being the freshest, is the first to make a move, landing a kick to the leg of Xavier. Styles grabs Foster from behind, then eats a backwards elbow. Foster takes Xavier down with a gutwrench powerbomb. He looks like he wants to go for the cover, but Styles gets up and tries to lock up with him. Foster stops him with a kick to the gut followed by a snap suplex. Foster goes for the cover on Styles…]
1…2…
Thomas Simon: Styles is just able to kick out…
2:30 4/6
[Fisherman is still moping about at ringside, flanked by his manager, Ms. Biguns. Xavier rolls out of the ring and begins beating up Fisherman, who starts trying to flee by running in circles around the ring. Inside the ring, Foster picks up Styles and takes him right back down with a bodyslam.]
[Fisherman slides into the ring to escape Xavier and takes down Foster with a clothesline. Xavier charges from behind, but Fisherman dodges, grabs him from behind in a half nelson and hits a half nelson bulldog. Xavier bounces back up to his feet from the impact, and Fisherman grabs him, quickly hitting the Bridging Fisherman’s Suplex into a pin!]
…1…2…3!!!
Thomas Simon: John Fisherman get the first pinfall! If he can just keep everyone else from getting a pin for the rest of the match, that means he wins! Wait!!!
As Fisherman is celebrating, Toby Foster grabs him from behind and rolls him up in a schoolboy pin!
…1…2…3!!!
Thomas Simon: Toby Foster gets the pin! Now Toby Foster has the advantage!
Bob Herman: He can’t do that! There, there’s a rule against that isn’t there? John just got the pin; he shouldn’t be allowed to be pinned so soon!
Thomas Simon: Anytime means anytime Bob, Toby took advantage, and it looks like we’re about to get another wrestler in here to boot!
[The fans countdown… 5…4…3…2…1…]
Buzz!!!
[Lights Out kicks on and the fans begin to boo as Justin Fischer walks out. He smirks at the audience as he takes his time getting to the ring. Exhaustion is getting to everyone already in the ring, and Justin’s appearance has led to a lull in the action as everyone watches his slow arrival to the ring.]
Thomas Simon: Why is Justin taking so long to get to the ring? Every second counts in this kind of match.
Bob Herman: I know Justin, he has a plan, and this is all a part of that plan.
[Justin arrives at the ring; every wrestler has entered the ring and watches as he walks into the ring. As soon as his second foot hits, the ring exploded with action, every wrestler found someone to fight with and an all out pier 6 brawl broke out.]
4:00 5/6
[The action picks up as all five members of the fight begin to brawl. But it isn’t long before the freshness of Justin Fischer gives him a clear advantage. He hits Xavier with a reverse chin lock backbreaker. Then dodges a punch from Foster and counters with a gut kick and a swinging neckbreaker. He then charges and doublefoot dropkicks Styles and Fisherman both out of the ring.]
2:15 5/6
[Foster and Xavier both get up as Fischer goes over to Foster. Foster quickly punches Fischer in the gut, creating some separation as Fischer stumbles backwards. Xavier climbs out the ropes and stands on the apron as Fischer and Foster begin trading punches. Xavier jumps on the top rope and hits both of them with a swinging cross-body! He goes for a pin on Foster…]
1…
Bob Herman: Fischer breaks up the pin.
1:00 5/6
[Fisherman and Styles begin trading punches on the outside, they fight towards the announce table, where Fisherman hits a jawbreaker, stunning Styles! Fisherman grabs him in Fisherman Suplex position… then he moves to make it land on the announce table! The commentators scatter as Fisherman lifts Styles up! But he can’t quite get him all the way over and Styles lands back on his feet! He slams his hands into the back of Fisherman, then curb-stomps him in the head. Styles turns and slides back into the ring, where he starts trading punches with Xavier. Ms. Biguns goes over to John Fisherman as the brawl continues in the ring. The fans begin counting down as Ms. Biguns slips something to John Fisherman.]
5…4…3…2…1…
Buzz!!!
[Unsettling Differences hits and the crowd begins to boo as Taufik comes out, appealing to the fans as he does so. Camilla Jeperson is following him closely as he charges into the ring and breaks up Xavier and Styles with a double clothesline. Foster charges and attempts a dropkick, but Taufik catches him by the feet, and slingshots him into the ropes. Fisherman climbs into the ring and goes after Taufik, Fischer intercepts him with a flying tackle. Something shiny flies out of Fisherman’s hand. Fischer instinctively pounces on it, and the camera zooms in to show he picked up a pair of Brass knuckles.]
14:30 6/6
[Taufik throws Styles out of the ring on top of Xavier, both of whom get thrown to the ring barrier, he turns and is met by a gut kick from Toby Foster! The ref goes out of the ring to check on Xavier and Styles as Foster grabs Taufik in position for the back to Britain! He lifts him up… and lands it!! The Bridging Dragon Suplex! He’s got the pin! Fischer stomps on Toby, who bounces up and is met with a punch from the brass knuckles!!! Fischer tosses the knuckles out of the ring and covers him as the ref slides back in the ring!]
Micheal Green counts……1…2…3!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Thomas Simon: Time has expired and Justin snuck in a late victory and has won the Television title!!!!!! WHAT A MATCH!
[“Lights Out” blares as Justin Fischer quickly rolls out of the ring and quickly gets handed the belt. He runs back to the ramp and stops halfway up the ramp and raises the title high in air smiling at all of his opponents left in the ring as the screen cuts to commercial.]