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Sunday May 30, 1999
King of the Mountain
Who comes out on top?
Lightweight Title Tourney Finals
Piter Svoboda v Dark Sinister
For TV Title Shot
Alien v Dark Sinister v Bull
TV Title Bout
Piter Svoboda(c) v winner of fourway
BellTower Match
Shadow Ninja v Vertigo
Tag Team Titles
(last two remaining are champions)
Jackal v Selrack v John Fucsko
Hardcore Title Bout
Darkstar(c) v Mr Hardcore
US Title Bout
Selrack(c) v Bull
World Title
Viper(c) v Razorblade
King of the Mountain
Viper
John "The Man" Fucsko
Selrack
Razorblade
Dark Sinister
Mr Hardcore
Hazard
Alien
Bull
Martin
Hammer
Stoner
The camera opens on a helicopter view of a snowy backdrop. The arena roof and the snow drifts mesh to an indecernable barrier. Heavily bundled people line the streets outside of the sold out Glacier Dome in Juneo Alaska. Dispite the summer weather, snow beats down over the streets. The screen does a slow shift to the inside of the arena. People are packed to the rafters while the wrestlers unload their gear. Most are heavily bundled, but Bull wears Burmuda shorts and a tank top. He steps outside through a fire exit and begins to make a snow angel. Fading to the isle, fans hold up various signs, the Bull/Dark Sinister match seeming to be the biggest division. People in the front row hold up signs that read "Dark Side" and "Bull Side". The camera fades over to where Mr President, Larry King, and Mancow sit at the commentator's table. Behind them, Geraldo sets up the time keeper's table which was destroyed last week. Mental Warp by ICP blasts out over the PA.
Larry King: Already? I guess the loonies love Alaska.
Chill steps through the curtains with a microphone in hand. Her blue hair is down over her shoulders and she coolly makes her way to the commentator's table. Larry King looks suggestively down her cleavage while she leans over the table going eye to eye with Mancow.
Chill: Mancow. You and Geraldo asked for punishment when you started talking sh*bleep* about Darkstar. I told you your time would come. And that time... is now.
Chill grabs Mancow by the hair and brings him face first down into the table. Mancow smacks down hard and falls back to the floor. Chill steps up onto the table, connecting with a snap kick into Geraldo's face. Geraldo stumbles back into the safety rail. Chill drops down off the table onto Mancow, driving her heels into his back. He screams out in pain. Chill whipes off her shoes on his shirt, then coolly walks back up the isle. Paramedics make their way down to the commentator's table, where they take Mancow to the back.
Mr President: Looks like we'll be having a little color commentary tonight.
Larry King: Do you think she's into older men?
Mr President: I wouldn't go there, Larry.
Larry King: No guts, no glory.
Mr President: If Darkstar catches you, you'll have no guts left. That's for sure.
Larry King: errr....
Geraldo: The following... ungh, my head... match is scheduled for one fall... and is for... the MVW Lightweight Championship. Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred twenty five pounds, MVW's Lord of Darkness, Daaark Siiiniiisteeeeer.
Black Hole Sun starts up over the PA as Dark Sinister makes his way through the curtains. The lights go down and red and blue lasers zip back and forth around the arena, the spotlight forming on Dark Sinister. He slowly broods his way to the ring, his red robe flaring. From the shadows, Dark Mistress appears beside him. Dark Sinister only nods as he makes his way to the ring. He rolls inside, tossing his red robe out of the ring to Dark Mistress. The lights raise and Dark Sinister stares evilly up the isle towards the curtains, which begin to twitch.
Geraldo: And his opponent, the reigning MVW Television Champion, Piiiteeer Svooobooodaaaaa.
Switchblade Symphony's Chain blasts out over the PA and the audience errupts. Piter steps through the curtains, hoisting up his TV Title. The audience screams out again. Piter makes his way to the ring, shutting out the fans and walking to the ring, his eyes fixed on Dark Sinister. Behind him, a man stands back by the curtains and waits. Piter drops the TV Title across Geraldo's table and rolls into the ring, going eye to eye with Dark Sinister. The bell sounds. Dark Sinister rushes in, trying to lock up with Piter. Piter rolls to the side with a somersault, ducking Dark Sinister's path. Dark Sinister turns to face him and rushes again, but Piter rolls between Dark Sinister's legs. Dark Sinister spins around, rushing a third time. Piter goes for a side roll, but Sinister stops short expecting it, and kicks Piter in the ribs. Piter gets back to his feet, stepping back from Dark Sinister who is closing in. Dark Sinister reaches out for the lockup and Piter sidesteps him, bringing him down with a drop toe hold. Piter lets up, backing off and waiting. Dark Sinister gets back to his feet, methodically approaching Piter. They lock up. Dark Sinister overpowers Piter, sending him to the ropes. Piter comes back and meets a closeline from Dark Sinister. Dark Sinister drags Piter up and powerbombs him to the mat. Dark Sinister starts to tie up Piter's leg with a grapevine, but Piter boots up kicking Dark Sinister in the jaw. Dark Sininster stumbles back, dropping against the ropes throat first. Piter is up in a flash, going back to the ropes for a head of steam. Coming at Dark Sinister with a flying spinning lariett, taking him off his feet. The Spainish version of Power Trip by Monster Magnet starts up over the PA. Piter and Dark Sinister both stop cold and look up the isle as Bull makes his way out, his plastic lightsaber in hand. Bull's jedi cape flares out behind him and his steps pound out on the steel as his huge red "queer stomping" boots flop loosely on his feet. Piter and Dark Sinsiter both look to Mr President to do something. Bull takes a microphone.
Bull: What's the big deal? I'm just here to do commentary. It's not like a Mexican would ever jump someone from behind.
Bull laughs as he takes a seat beside Mr President, putting on the extra headset. Bull sets his lightsaber on the table and waves at the camera.
Bull: Why aren't they fighting?
Dark Sinister shoves Piter forward into the ropes. As Piter recoils back, Dark Sinister catches him with a neckbreaker and brings him to the center of the ring. Dark Sinister drags Piter to his feet by the hair, whipping him off to the corner. Dark Sinister rushes in to the corner, sandwhiching himself against Piter and smashing him against the turnbuckles. Dark Sinister backs up, then comes back in with an elbow to Piter's throat. Piter slumps down in the corner. Dark Sinister drags him up, hooking him for a DDT. Piter wraps his legs around Dark Sinister's leg and rolls him down into a small package. 1... Kickout by Dark Sinister. Both men scramble to their feet. Piter hops to the second rope, flipping across the ring with a moonsault that catches Dark Sinister across the chest. Both men tumble to the mat. Piter rockets back up, stepping back to the turnbuckle. Dark Sinister gets to his feet, stalking the ring for a moment, trying to change the pace. Bull laughs from ringside.
Bull: Look at them, killing each other. Now I just get to go in and beat up both their tired, hurt, American as*bleep*
Piter looks out to Bull for a moment and Dark Sinister rushes in, a shoulder block into Piter's stomach buckling the smaller man over. Dark Sinister hoists Piter up onto his shoulders. Death valley driver. Dark Sinister makes the cover. 1... 2... Piter kicks out. Dark Sinister pulls Piter back to his feet. Dark Sinister whips Piter back to the ropes. Piter comes back with a head of steam. Double closeline. Both men go down.
Bull: Boo! You both suck!
Piter pulls himself up in the corner. Dark Sinister gets back to his feet. Dark Sinister rushes in at Piter with a knee shot, but Piter raises a foot to Sinister's face. Dark Sinster tumbles back to the mat. Dark Sinister starts back up. Piter hooks him up, double arm DDTing him to the mat. Dark Sinister drops down, prone. Piter goes up top.
Bull: Mad Cow Disease. Do Mad Cow Disease!
Piter flips off the top. An Impressive Display of Agility! 1... 2... 3...
Geraldo: Your winner and new MVW Lightweight Champion, Piiiteeer Svooobooodaaaaa.
Bull: That was nothing like Mad Cow Disease. I mean, Darth's body was totally in the way.
Bull tosses off his headset, stepping over to the turnbuckle and trying to give instructions on how Mad Cow Disease should be done. Piter looks at him, confused at the idea of a move designed to miss. Bull turns around, then nails Piter in the side of the head with the toy lightsaber. Piter goes down and rolls out of the ring, while Bull pulls Dark Sinister back up to his feet. Dark Sinister looks notably exhausted from his prior match. The bell sounds.
Geraldo: [rushed] Following match TV Title shot. Bull versus Sinister.
Bull smacks the lightsaber down over Dark Sinister's back. Sinister holds his back in pain for a moment, while Bull pounds away at him. Referee Adam Nichols interjects, grabbing Bull's lightsaber and tossing it out of the ring. Bull looks shocked, clobbering Referee Nichols with a massive right hand. Dark Sinister gets back to his feet, cracking Bull in the back of the head with a forearm shot. Bull staggers forward and Dark Sinister pounds on his stomach with rights and lefts. Dark Sinister then kick the inside of one of Bull's legs and then the other Makeing Bull go down on his knees. Dark Sinister starts to go to work on Bull face with repated right hand shots. Bull explodes off of his knee in a stampede that knocks Dark Sinister back into the ropes. Bull is right behind him and hits Dark Siniser two times with his right hand and then picks Dark Sinister up and Bull bucking broncos Dark Sinister. Bull picks Dark Sinister up and gets ready to bucking bronco Dark Sinister again but Dark Sinister puts his hand in front of Bull's knee blocking it and then drives a back elbow into Bull's side. Bull screams in pain and then double ax handles Dark Sinister in the back and knocks Dark Sinister to the mat. Bull kicks him while he is down. Bull picks him back up after a bit and whips him to the ropes. Bull bends down and waits for the back body drop but Dark Sinister sees Bull and when he gets to Bull he gives him a spinning neckbreaker. Both men get to there feet at the same time but Dark Sinister pulls off a drop kick that makes Bull stumble back. Dark Sinister then rushes in and tries to clotheslines Bull but Bull still stays on his feet. Dark Sinister tries a clothsline again but Bull does a arm darg take down on Dark Sinister and they both get to there feet at the same time again. Bull kicks Dark Sinister with his "queer stomping" boots that send Dark Sinister to the the ropes and then crashing to the mat. Referee Adam Nichols makes Bull take off the boots and then put them at the side of the ring. By the time Bull gets his boots off Dark Sinister is getting ready to get up. Bull comes in from behind Dark Sinister and belly to back suplexs Dark Sinister to the mat. Bull goes for the cover. 1... 2... Dark Sinister kicks out just before the hand hits the mat. Bull picks up Dark Sinister and goes for a whip to the turnbuckle but Dark Sinister reverses it and sends Bull instead. Dark Sinister tries to follow it up as fast as he can and catches Bull with a dropkick to the face. Bull falls down into the second rope. Dark Sinister starts to kick at Bull's face after the second kick Bull does a desperate low blow on Dark Sinister. Dark Sinister drops to his knees. Bull stands up and puts a knee in Dark Sinister's face. Bull picks up Dark Sinister throws him to the corner. Bull comes in with an elbow into Dark Sinister's jaw and knocks him to the mat. Dark Sinister lays in the middle of the ring, trying to struggle to his feet. Bull looks out to the fans for a moment, then begins to climb to the top turnbuckle. Mad Cow Disease! Bull misses, crashing to the mat alone. Dark Sinister manages to get to his feet. He drops down on Bull, driving an elbow into Bull's chest. Dark Sinister hooks a leg. 1... 2... Bull kicks out, just a hair before the three count. Dark Sinister pulls Bull back to his feet, hooking him for Hell's Fire. Bull lifts Dark Sinister up, bringing him back down with an inverted atomic drop. Dark Sinister stands, stunned for a moment. Bull goes back to the ropes for a head of steam. Bull comes rushing back at Dark Sinister. Bullcrap! Dark Sinister spills down to the mat. Bull folds him up, sitting on his legs. 1... 2... 3...
Geraldo: Your winner, Buuuuull.
Mr President: You know, in the three plus months he's been in MVW, Bull has shown alot of improvement. I'm really starting to like him.
Larry King: But he's not all right upstairs. His mindset leaves alot to be desired.
Mr President: But the same could be said for Wayne Jeffries. Or Big Bad Alex. Or even Selrack.
Larry King: Well, that's true, bu-
Mr President: But nothing, Bull's earned this opportunity against Svoboda.
Geraldo: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the MVW Television Title. Introducing first, now in the ring, Buuuuull.
Rather than Power Trip, a Spainish version of the Hokey Pokey starts up over the PA. Bull begins to dance about the ring, and snickers scatter through the audience. Bull "shakes it all about" for a moment, before going to the turnbuckle to catch his breath, still winded from his match with Dark Sinister.
Geraldo: And his opponent, the reigning MVW Lightweight and Television Champion, Piiiteeer Svooobooodaaaaa.
Switchblade Symphony's Chain starts up over the PA and Piter steps through the curtains, the Lightweight Title in his right hand and the TV Title fastened around his waist. The audience errupts. Piter makes his way to the ring, dropping his belts off with Geraldo. As Piter rolls into the ring, Bull takes center ring with a microphone.
Bull: Now Piter, you're a hundred and ninety pounds, congradulations on the big win earlier. But that other belt is rightfully mine. Now you're the greatest lightweight in the world, so you deserve that belt. But I deserve that TV Title more. I'm the greatest TV in the world. Look at me. Seventy inches. Wide screen. Hell, I even come with a remote control.
Bull pulls a remote control out of his pocket. Piter looks at him, dumbfounded. Bull nails him with the remote. The bell sounds. Bull drops down, driving a knee into Piter's chest. Bull pulls Piter back to his feet, forcing him back into the corner. Bull headbutts Piter in the face and the little man slumps down in the corner. Bull irish whips him to the opposite side. Bull rushes across the ring with a lariett, but Piter springboards off the second rope and levels Bull with a drop kick. Piter goes to the side ropes and moonsaults to the center of the ring, landing across Bull's chest and making a pin. 1... 2... Bull kicks out. Piter steps back, waiting for Bull to get up. As Bull gets to his knees, Piter nails him with the headscissors. Bull topples back to the mat. Piter climbs to the top turnbuckle, looking to finish it early, but Bull gets to his feet too soon. Piter turns around, coming back into the ring with a missle drop kick which takes Bull off his feet. Piter stands up next to Bull and smashes over him with a somersault legdrop. Bull tries desparately to get to his feet. Piter kicks his legs out from under him and sends Bull back to the mat. Piter steps back and takes a breath while Bull struggles back his feet again. Piter charges in and drop kicks Bull's feet out from under him, then drives a leg drop across Bull's throat. An elbow and another leg drop score before Piter lets up on Bull, going to the ropes. Bull gets to his feet, just in time to meet a diving closeline across his ribs. Piter then rolls Bull over and start to go to work on his back with kicks and jumping on it when Bull tries to get up. Bull rolls to the outside to take a breather but Piter had something else in mind. Piter backs up, leaping over the top rope with a corkscrew plancha into Bull. Bull trips himself while Piter is in the air and Piter hits concrete hard and slides into the saftey rail where fans pat him on the back. Bull gets up and start to close in on Piter who is just getting up himself. Bull just barely get a hold of Piter and punches him right in the face and then knees him in the gut. Bull then follows that up with his matador press slam, throwing Piter nearly five feet above his head, and then crashing back down. Bull then rolls Piter into the ring and follows in himself. Piter gets up and moves away from Bull to take a breather. Bull walks in at Piter backing him into a corner of the ring. Bull pauses, tapping his feet, before he bull charges at Piter. Piter climbs to the second rope and does a back flip over Bull as he runs into a ringpost. Piter then pulls Bull out of the corner and from the second rope Piter dives off hitting Bull with elbow. Piter goes all the way up top and this time waits for Bull to get up. Again Piter forces Bull back to the mat with a missile drop kick. Piter rolls Bull over again and goes to work on Bull upper back. Bull rolls over onto his back and Piter tries to kick him over but it doesn't work so he bend down to roll Bull over with his arms, but Bull pokes him in the eyes and gets up. Bull then grabs Piter and scoop slams him to the mat. Bull starts stomping away at Piter while he is down. Bull kicks Piter in his stomach, then sits down on Piter's upper back pinning him to the ground without pinning him so that he can get a breather. Referee Adam Nichols checks to see if Piter will tap out to Bull's sitting on him, but Piter is able to shrugs it. Piter tries to force Bull off of him enough to get a breath, but Bull will not budge from Piter's back. The fans start to yell BOORING, but Bull still sits on Piter, taking as long of a rest as possible. Referee Adam Nichols looks to Mr President for some advice and is told to make the ten count to see if one of them can go on. 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... Bull gets up and Piter makes a dash to the ropes and comes back with his lighting fast speed the takes Bull off of his feet when Piter charges through. Piter start to work on the legs now and puts Bull in a ankle lock. Bull kicks his opposite leg back, racking Piter who drops back to the mat. Bull gets up and kicks Piter while he is on the ground, shooting Piter three feet away from him. Bull pulls Piter to his feet, but Piter kicks Bull across the shin and breaks away from his grasp. Piter goes to the other side of the rings ropes and back again with a moonsault backflip. Piter lands on Bull's chest, forcing all the air out of him. Bull rolls out of the ring and then back under it hide while he regains his breath. Bull pops up on the opposite side of the ring Piter is on and Piter rushes across the ring with a baseball slide into Bull's face. Bull tumbles back into the safety rail, and Piter rolls him back inside the ring. Piter climbs to the top turnbuckle. He comes off with a double ax handle, but Bull raises one leg and catches Piter in the chin. Piter stumbles back, while Bull gets back to his feet. Piter turns, going to the ropes. Piter comes back and ties Bull up with a crucifix. Bull reverses it. Bullhorn Rack! Bull is nearly folding Piter in half. But still, the little man won't give up. Bull drops back frustrated, turning it into a fallaway slam. Both men get to their feet. Bull ties up with Piter, whipping him to the corner. Bull rushes in, connecting with an elbow to Piter's throat. Bullcrap Elbow! Piter gasps for breath. Bull does it again. Piter topples out of the corner, unable to breath. Bull sits down on his chest, hitting him with those Bullcrap Elbows repeatedly in the throat and face. Piter struggles against it, but cannot move the bigger man. Piter lashes out with a blatant low blow. Bull gets up for a moment, holding himself, then drops down with a elbow drop in a fit of rage. Bull drags Piter back up, lifting him up high above the ring. Green Card! Bull drapes himself over Piter, counting along with the crowd. Uno!... Deuce!... Treice!...
Geraldo: Your winner and new MVW Television Champion, Buuuuull.
Bull rolls out of the ring, snatching the TV Title from Geraldo and hoists it high above his head.
Bull: I did it. I made it. When I first came to MVW, there was only one thing I wanted. A belt. Any belt. And now, my-
The man slowly walks down the isle and bashes Bull in the back of the head, sending him to the concrete. The man lifts a baseball bat high above his head which reads "Reason" across it. He clubs Bull again. Bull crawls along the outside of the ring, desparately reaching for his toy lightsaber. The man clubs him with "Reason" again, while Piter climbs of the ring and joins in on the beating. Security comes down to ringside to break things up, while Bull is attending to by the overworked MVW medical staff.
Larry King: Who was that?
Mr President: All I can guess, is that Bull's got enemies.
Larry King: Or Piter's got friends.
Mr President: Either way, our new TV Champ has alot of people gunning for him. And Dark Sinister can't be too pleased with the way things turned out.
Larry King: Bull may have won his first belt, but if he wants to hold on to it, he's got his work cut out for him.
Mr President: Between Bull, Dark Sinister, and Piter Svoboda, we've the people have already gotten their money's worth. But at MVW, we always go you one step better. We're not even halfway through the show.
Geraldo: The following Belltower Match is scheduled for one fall and is for an MVW Hardcore Title shot. Introducing first, Shaaadooow Niiinjaaaaa.
The lights dim as Shadow Ninja makes his way toward the huge concrete structure that has been constructed. White lights shine down on him as he steps up onto the concrete platform, then turns to face the isle.
Geraldo: And his opponent, accompanied to the ring by Lucsious Lauren, Veeertiiigooooo.
Bawitaba-Kid Rock plays out over the PA and the ViolenceTron starts the sickening swirling pattern. Vertigo and Lauren make their way down to the ring structure. Vertigo steps up onto the huge concrete monstrosity and the bell sounds. Vertigo and Ninja lock up. Ninja lifts Vertigo up, sideslamming him down onto the concrete ground. Ninja drops down with an elbow, but Vertigo raises a knee and catches Ninja in the ribs. Ninja drops back and Vertigo gets back to his feet. Vertigo pulls Ninja up, whipping him around into the large concrete pillar in the center of the ring. Ninja hits hard, then crumples back to the ground. As he gets up, Vertigo stomps the back of his head, smashing him back into the concrete. Vertigo pulls Ninja up, DDTing him back onto the concrete. Ninja muscles back to his feet and grabs Vertigo around the midsection. Vertigo grabs Ninja under the abdomen and lifts his legs, dropping off of the slab with a piledriver to the steel outside. Ninja lays prone, but Vertigo doesn't let up. Vertigo lifts him, whipping him into the side of the huge concrete slab. Blood splatters out over the concrete as Ninja hits. Vertigo grabs Ninja from behind, lifting him up. Vertigo Drop into the side of the concrete. Vertigo makes a cover. 1... 2... 3...
Geraldo: Your winner, Veeertiiigooooo.
Larry King: So next week, Vertigo will be getting his first chance at a title when he mee-
Breathe by Prodigy starts up over the PA and The Kannon Jason Krause rushes down the isle, tackling Vertigo back into the concrete slab. Vertigo gets blindsided and Krause whips him around into the safety rail. Vertigo spills over the safety rail and into the audience. Krause flips into the audience as well, where the two continue to brawl.
Larry King: Krause can't be back. Remember what the doctors said. He could get killed.
Mr President: I don't think he cares.
Larry King: But... dieing?
Mr President: Wrestling gets more hardcore every day.
Larry King: Well, I guess I can't worry too much on that. We've got the most bizarre Tag Team Title match of all time here.
Mr President: People thought last month's one on one was odd. Now we've got three men, none of whom are friends, and two are going to walk out Tag Team Champions.
Geraldo: The following three way dance is scheduled for one fall, with the remaining two men recieving the MVW Tag Team Championships. Introducing first, representing the Triple Threat, Jooohn "The Man" Fuuucskooooo.
Fucsko: Now hold up one moment.
All attention turns to Fucsko where he stands at the end of the isle, a very attactive brunette standing next to him wearing his old AWWF World Heavyweight Title.
Fucsko: Tonight all you worthless pieces of trash are getting a treat. Tonight, I'm going to introduce you to my girl, the lovely Jenifer.
The audience begins to hoot and whistle. John looks about, a little bit annoyed. Walking over to an overweight man in the front row screaming at Jenifer, John grabs the man by his beard and brings his throat down over the safety rail. The man collapses in a heap. John and Jenifer make their way to the ring, arm in arm, as the audience remains silent.
Geraldo: The second competitor in this three way dance, reigning MVW Tag Team Champion, Jaaackaaaaal.
What's Your Alias by Mystikal starts up over the PA. Jackal steps through the curtains and the audience errupts. Jackal raises his arms above his head and the cheers become deafening. Jackal pauses at ringside and points to a man with a Jackal sign. It reads "Jackal + anyone = Greatest Tag Team Champions". Jackal laughs as he rolls into the ring, standing across from John who glares at the little man.
Geraldo: And their final opponent, a reigning MVW Tag Team Champion and the MVW United States Heavyweight Champion, Seeelraaaaack.
Mental Warp by ICP starts up over the PA and the audience starts cheering. Selrack steps through the curtains, his black robe hanging loosely from his body. He looks up, his facepaint reflecting the spotlight and slowly makes his way to the ring. At ringside, he discards his robe to show his US Title around his waist and a Tag Team Title over each shoulder. He grins. Setting the belts down in front of Mr President, Selrack is explicit in how they are to be cared for.
Selrack: And don't let any lowlife like Jackal try and steal one of my Tag Team belts. Darkstar would get p*bleep*d if someone touched his belt.
Selrack steps over the top rope and into the ring. He glances over at John, who nods, then they both eye down Jackal. The bell sounds. John pounces on Jackal, holding him back, while Selrack takes straight to the ribs with rights and lefts. John drops Jackal, shoving him away, and Jackal goes tumbling down to the mat. Selrack drops down into Jackal's ribs with an elbow. Then John. Then Selrack again. Jackal lays on the mat in pain. John pulls him up to his feet, hooking him for a snap suplex. Small package by Jackal. 1... Selrack kicks them to break the pin. Jackal gets back to his feet, turning to Selrack and ducking by him to slip behind. Selrack responds with a back kick, which connects with Jackal's jaw and takes him off his feet. Selrack steps back, then dramatically jogs forward, leaping into the air with a leg drop. Selrack hooks Jackal's leg. 1... 2... kickout by Jackal. Selrack brings Jackal back up, turning him to face John, and both men hook one of Jackal's arms. Double butterfly suplex. Jackal gets tossed across the ring. He rolls to the outside, then ducks under the apron. Selrack and John go to opposite sides of the ring, looking for him. Jackal pops out below John and pulls his feet out from under him. John crashes to the mat, but lashes out, kicking Jackal in the side of the head. Jackal stumbles back, slumping against the safety rail. Selrack and John take to the outside of the ring, each grabbing Jackal by a wrist and whipping him towards the apron of the ring. Jackal baseball slides under the ring and disappears from view. Selrack lifts the ring skirt, peaking under. Jackal snatches Selrack by the hair and drops to his knees with a jawbreaker. Selrack stumbles out of the way as Jackal steps out from under the ring, only to by leveled by a closeline from John. John rolls Jackal into the ring, and follows in after him. John lifts Jackal up with a vertical suplex, tipping back and smashing the lightweight across the canvas. Selrack steps into the ring as well. John pulls Jackal up, then boots him in the face. He hooks Jackal for the Steel City Bomb. Jackal back body drops John. Selrack turns around, shocked. Jackal sprints to the corner, springboards off the second rope, and clips Selrack with a high knee. Selrack takes a spill to the mat as well. Jackal covers him. 1... John breaks the pin. John spins Jackal around again, but Jackal strikes him with a low blow. John buckles over. Jackal facebusters him to the mat. Jackal starts to go for a cover, but Jenifer is up on the apron. She nails Jackal with the AWWF World Title. Jackal staggers to the center of the ring. Selrack grabs Jackal, lifting him high up for a gorilla press slam. Selrack starts to shake his knees, as if he couldn't hold up the little man. Selrack drops to the mat, "collapsing" under Jackal's weight. Selrack hooks one arm behind Jackal's neck and the other behind his legs, holding Jackal over him and forcing a pin. 1... 2... 3...
Geraldo: Your winners and new MVW Tag Team Champions, Jaaackaaaaal and Jooohn Fuuucskooooo.
John looks at Selrack shocked. Selrack starts laughing. Mental Warp by ICP blares out over the PA and Darkstar rushes the ring alongside a new man and Hans and Frans from Saturday Night Live. Darkstar, Selrack, and the new man start to pound away at Jackal. John grabs Selrack from behind, turning him around. Selrack nails John in the face with a forearm shot. Security rushes to the ring, trying to break things up.
Larry King: What was the meaning of that? Selrack just took a dive.
Mr President: But look at who our Tag Team Champions are.
Larry King: Jackal and Fucsko, but Jackal was doubleteamed. He shouldn't have made it out alive, let alone the winner.
Mr President: What is the relationship between Jackal and Mr Fucsko?
Larry King: They hate each other.
Mr President: Will they be able to function as a team?
Larry King: I don't know.
Mr President: Would Selrack be better served by having a partner he could trust? Let's say, from the Asylum.
Larry King: Well, of course, but-
Mr President: I think that answers any questions you may have.
Geraldo: The following Hardcore match is scheduled for one fall and is for the MVW Hardcore Title. Introducing first, the challenger, accompanied to the ring by the lovely Mrs Hardcore, Miiisteeer Haaardcooooore.
Soul of a Soldier starts up over the PA. Mr and Mrs Hardcore step through the curtains. The audience starts cheering, the majority of it being suggestive towards Mrs Hardcore. As they reach ringside, one fan reaches out and snaps Mrs Hardcore's bra strap. She turns, nailing him with the gray duffle bag full of objects Mr Hardcore had collected, then sets it down at ringside.
Geraldo: And his opponent, accompanied to the ring by Chill, the reigning MVW Hardcore Champion, Daaarkstaaaaar.
Mental Warp by ICP blares out over the PA and the audience goes nuts. Darkstar steps through the curtains, his Hardcore Title belt hanging loosely over his left shoulder. He makes his way to the ring, entirely focused on Mr Hardcore, who is rummaging through his duffle bag.
Larry King: Hey, where's Chill?
The bell sounds. Darkstar jumps on Mr Hardcore from behind, smacking him forward into the duffle bag. Mr Hardcore gets up, shrugging it off. Darkstar whips Mr Hardcore to the opposite corner, getting into the bag himself. He brings out a One Way sign. Darkstar smiles but as he turns around, Mr Hardcore nails him with a closeline. Darkstar hits the mat and Mr Hardcore drags a VCR out of the bag. Mr Hardcore swings down and Darkstar leans forward, making sure that he gets hit. Blood flows down Darkstar's face and he begins to get a psycotic look. Mr Hardcore nails him again, and Darkstar just laughs insanely. Darkstar stands up, grabbing Mr Hardcore around the chest and slamming him to the mat with a belly to belly suplex. Darkstar picks up the duffle bag, then casually zips it up, slamming the whole thing over Mr Hardcore's chest. Mr Hardcore struggles back up to his feet, and Darkstar opens his robe, unholstering his bats. Mr Hardcore steps back, rolling to the outside. Darkstar dives over the top turnbuckle, smashing into Mr Hardcore and sending both of them back into the safety rail. Mr Hardcore gets up, taking the bell from Geraldo's table. He turns, but meets a bat to the side of his head. Darkstar pounds away at Mr Hardcore, beating him under the table. Darkstar rolls back into the ring, while Mr Hardcore struggle to his hands and knees. And Darkstar takes to the turnbuckle, diving out and through the table to hit Mr Hardcore. Darkstar gets back and heads back to the ring, but Mr Hardcore stands back up like nothing happened. Mr Hardcore grabs the ring steps, nailing Darkstar with them from behind. Darkstar smashes into the apron. Mr Hardcore picks up half the table, driving the broken wood into the small of Darkstar's back. Darkstar stands, turning to face Mr Hardcore. Mr Hardcore slams the table peice down over Darkstar's head, busting it in half again. Darkstar stands through it, tackling Mr Hardcore back into the fans. Security holds back the audience while they rolls back into the third row. Mr Hardcore grabs a chair and nails Darkstar over the shoulder. Darkstar grabs a medium-sized fan and powerslams him onto Mr Hardcore. Mr Hardcore and the fan hit the concrete in a jumbled mess. Darkstar stands atop a chair, dropping down with a guilitine leg drop on both of them. 1... 2... kickout by Mr Hardcore. Darkstar reaches to the side, grabbing a fans popcorn away and slamming the bucket upside down over Mr Hardcore's head. Mr Hardcore stumbles back into the audience, right in front of the only couple still seated. Its' Vertigo and Lauren. Vertigo stands up and clubs Mr Hardcore from behind with a sap, then sits down like nothing ever happened. Mr Hardcore drops to one knee. Darkstar lifts him up. Frost Bite! 1... 2... 3...
Geraldo: Your winner and still MVW Hardcore Champion, Daaarkstaaaaar.
Larry King: It looks like Vertigo wants to pick his opponents carefully, especially as far as a Hardcore Title shot is concerned.
Mr President: Well, I can't blame him for wanting to get in the ring with one of MVW's greatest in Darkstar, but centering an attack on Mr Hardcore will get you in trouble. No doubt about that.
Larry King: Vertigo doesn't need to go looking for trouble. If an MVW Hardcore Title shot doesn't spell trouble, I don't know what will. Especially against Darkstar. This guy isn't right at all upstairs.
Mr President: Neither are either of these next two guys.
Geraldo: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the MVW Television Title. Introducing first, the reigning MVW Television Champion, Buuuuull.
The Spainish version of Power Trip by Monster Magnet starts up over the PA. Bull steps through the curtains, the TV Title around his waist and his plastic lightsaber in his hand. He slowly makes his way to the ring, pausing every few steps to show off his title belt.
Geraldo: And his opponent, the reigning MVW United States Heavyweight Champion, Seeelraaaaack.
Mental Warp by ICP blares over the PA and the audience starts cheering. Selrack steps through the curtains and holds up his single belt, the US Title. He whipes an imaginary tear from his eye, then turns around, rummaging in the curtains. Selrack holds up his own toy lightsaber, and walks confidently to the ring. Mental Warp fades into the Empirial March and Selrack steps into the ring across from Bull. They each draw their ligthsabers. The bell sounds. Bull lunges forward with a corny lightsaber swing. Selrack takes a highlander-ish stance and blocks the swing. Then Selrack spins around, swinging his lightsaber at Bull. Bull hops in the air for a moment, for no real reason, then blocks the shot. The audience begins to twitter out laughter. Selrack continues to slash away wtih his lightsaber, backing Bull up towards the corner. The two swing their lightsabers, coming nose to nose in a show of power, which ends when Bull shoves forward and Selrack makes a huge leap back, purposely sprawling out on his back and dropping his lightsaber. Bull puts his lightsaber to Selrack's throat, but Selrack motions for a microphone which is then rolled into the ring.
Selrack: Bull... [raspy breathing]... before you slay me, there is something you should know... I am your father...
Bull: Noooooo!
Selrack: Join me, Bull... [more raspy breathing]... join me on the Asylum Side of the force... Together we shall rule the galaxy as father and son...
Darkstar and the new main make their way to ringside, standing just within vision. Bull surveys the situation, looking to be deep in thought.
Bull: I'll never join you!
Selrack looks to Darkstar, who in turn shrugs. Darkstar and the third man stare up at Bull while Selrack stands.
Selrack: [normal voice] Come on. Everyone's doing it. Peer Pressure?
Bull: No... must... resist... Dark... Side...
Selrack, Darkstar and Neo: [in unison] Peer Pressure.
Bull: Argh.... alright. I'll join.
Bull lays down casually while Selrack sets a foot on his chest. 1... 2... 3...
Geraldo: Your winner and still MVW US Champion, Seeelraaaaack.
Larry King: No. That didn't look rehearsed at all. Jeese.
Mr President: Whatever are you talking about? I was shocked.
Larry King: I don't believe this. People taking dives to their friends. The Asylum's got some serious problems. I mean, look at TiC. They fight their own for the World Title, and you don't see them letting personal feelings get in the way of gold.
Mr President: Well, some things are more important than gold.
Geraldo: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the MVW World Heavyweight Title. Introducing first, the challenger, Raaazooorblaaaaade.
The Roughriders Anthym by DMX blares out over the PA. Razorblade steps through the curtains and the audience errupts. Around the arena, the chants of Ra-Zor-Sharp Ra-Zor-Sharp boom and Razorblade walks with pride to the ring. He raises his arms and the audience screams.
Geraldo: And his opponent, the reigning MVW World Heavyweight Champion, Viiipeeeeer.
The Graveyard Symphony starts up over the PA and the lights dim. Viper steps through the curtains and smoke clouds the isle. He makes his way towards the ring, the World Title belt hanging over one shoulder. An eery still takes over the arena. Viper drops the belt at ringside, not pausing to showboat, and rolls into the ring. Viper stands opposite of Razorblade as the two look eye to eye. The intensity is so thick you could cut it with a knife. The silence is deafening. What's Your Alias by Mystikal starts up over the PA. Jackal bursts through the curtains and the audience errupts. Jackal stands at the end of the isle, holding a microphone, while Viper and Razorblade both turn to him.
Jackal: I am giving you one last chance, Viper. Give me the World Title match, or else.
Viper: No. Earn it.
Jackal: I have.
Viper: I haven't seen it.
Jackal: Have it your way.
Jackal simply turns and leaves. The bell sounds, tearing Viper and Razorblade back to the match. They stand perfectly still for a moment. Razorblade moves. Viper pounces. Viper ties up with Razorblade, forcing him back into the corner. Razorblade knees Viper in the stomach, but Viper lifts him and drops Razorblade down with a gut-buster. Razorblade bounces back to his feet, seemingly unphased. Viper whips Razorblade to the ropes. Razorblade comes back, diving at Viper with a closeline. Viper catches Razorblade out of mid-air, and powerslams him down to the mat. Viper drops down, trying to drive and elbow into Razorblade, but he rolls to the left and Viper hits the canvas. Razorblade is up to his feet and kicks Viper's legs out from under him on his way back up. Viper goes back down to the mat. Razorblade catches Viper with a leg drop across the throat. Razorblade gets back to his feet, right alongside Viper. They lock up. Viper whips Razorblade off to the ropes. Razorblade comes back with a head of steam. Viper grabs him for a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Razorblade flips on through, rolling Viper over in a crucifix. 1... Viper kicks out. Both men race back to their feet, but Razorblade gets up first. He immediately takes to the air, catching Viper with a head scissors. Viper goes back down to the mat. Razorblade pulls Viper's chin up into a camel clutch. Viper forces himself back to his feet, Razorblade now sitting on his shoulders. Razorblade comes through. Victory roll. 1... kickout by Viper. Viper rolls to the outside, trying to slow things down. He paces the ring once while Razorblade waits patiently inside. Viper gets back up on the apron. Razorblade locks up with him. Viper lifts Razorblade for a vertical suplex, sending him outside and onto the concrete. Viper rolls into the ring while Razorblade gets back to his feet. Razorblade rushes forward, sliding into the ring, and Viper catches him down and lays the boots to him. Viper tugs Razorblade up, sending him to the ropes. Razorblade comes back. Boot to the face and Razorblade goes down. Viper pulls Razorblade up, hooking him for the Reptile DDT. Jackal slides into the ring, nailing Viper from behind. Viper turns around and Jackal snatches Viper by the hair. Facebuster. Razorblade is back up and Jackal grabs him as well. Huricanrana. Jackal flips Razorblade down over Viper. 1... 2... 3...
Geraldo: Your winner and new MVW World Heavyweight Champion, Raaazooorblaaaaade.
Jackal: Now Razor, you wanna give me a World Title shot?
Mr President: No! He doesn't!
Jackal, Razorblade, and Viper turn to face Mr President, who stands on the commentator's table, irrate.
Mr President: Jackal, since day one you've had this attitude. And I just don't like you. You dropped that title to Union Jack. You blew your chance at Wayne Jeffries. You're not getting another World Title match. Ever.
Razorblade: Isn't that kinda up to me, now?
Mr President: Don't push your luck, Razor. Jackal, you're nev-
Razorblade: Hey Jackal, how'd you like a World Title shot? I really don't like being told what I can and can't do.
Jackal: How's about it, Mr P?
Mr President: [fuming] You can have a World Title match. All you have to do is one simple thing.
Jackal: What?
Mr President: Be the first man ever to hold every MVW Title.
Mr President laughs. Jackal holds up his Tag Team Title.
Jackal: Sounds fair to me. I'm half the way there now. I've got TV, Hardcore, and US left-
Mental Warp by ICP starts up over the PA. Bull, Darkstar, and Selrack step through the curtains, each with their title belt around their waist.
Mr President: Asylum. Get him.
Bull, Selrack, and Darkstar rush the ring, tackling Jackal. Razorblade pulls Selrack off of him. Viper nails Jackal. A huge brawls breaks out. Razorblade rolls out of the ring, the World Title in hand, and heads up the isle. At the end of the rampway, John Fucsko steps out, nailing Razorblade with a chair.
John: Remember me? I already beat your ass. I want the shot.
Viper, Selrack, and Jackal all look up the ramp where John is kicking Razorblade in the ribs. Everyone rushes to the end of the ramp and another brawl ensues.
Mr President: Now this is what gets ratings. I love it!
Larry King: Aren't you worried about Jackal now?
Mr President: He'll never pull it off. He's got to get through the entire Asylum to even get a shot at the World Title. And there are always people like Selrack and John Fucsko who deserve the shot so much more. No, that little nothing is going to wait his turn.
Larry King: But Mr P.
Mr President: Shush. We've got my match for my belt next.
Geraldo: The following match is the King of the Mountain, with the winner recieving the King of the Mountain [DRW World Title] Belt... and an empty MVW contract to be used as they see fit.
The ring finishes elevating to it's twenty five feet, while the four other rings are brough in underneath to support it. The line of competitors forms as they walk to the rings. Stoner, Martin, Hammer, Hazard, Mr Hardcore, Dark Sinister, Razorblade, Selrack, Bull, John Fucsko, Viper, Alien, Big Bad Alex, and Jackal. They all pile into the lower rings. The bell sounds. Viper starts off grabbing Martin and flinging him into one of the center posts. Dark Sinister jumps Bull from behind, clubbing him to the ground. Fucsko rushes in behind him and nails Dark Sinister. Mr Hardcore and Hazard grapple on Hammer, forcing him back to the corner. Razorblade shoves Stoner out of the way, pushing him into the adjecent ring. Selrack grabs Razorblade from behind and lifts him up with a belly to back suplex. Razorblade spills into the middle of the ring. Viper lifts Martin up for a gorilla press, but Alien nails Viper from behind. Viper drops Martin and turns to Alien. Alien nails Viper back with a drop kick. Martin starts the climb up the top ring. Hazard grabs Martin while Mr Hardcore has Hammer in the corner. Hammer explodes out, leveling Mr Hardcore and marching over to Hazard. Hammer nails Hazard as well, making a save for Martin. Fucsko and Bull continue to stomp away at Dark Sinister. Jackal nails Bull from behind. Fucsko turns, then goes back to stomping Dark Sinister. Jackal bulldogs Bull to the mat, then ties him up in the Clamp Down. Selrack nails Jackal, saving Bull. Jackal gets up, going toe to toe with Selrack, but Alex grabs Jackal from behind, lifting him for the Big Bad Drop. Selrack nails Alex and Jackal sending both of them down to the mat. Selrack turns and starts to climb to the upper ring. Fucsko turns, leaping up for his ankle, and just barely catching him. Fucsko tugs and pulls Selrack back down to the lower ring, where Selrack nails Fucsko with a forearm shot. Bull starts the climb up to the upper ring. Hammer notices, but too late. Bull gets up to the upper ring, looking down at the other competitors. He starts to set up the ladder while Hammer, Jackal, and Razorblade start climbing like mad to catch up. Bull climbs to the top of the ladder, only inches from the belt. Then he stops. Below him, Dark Sinister stands glaring at him. Bull leaps from the top of the ladder with Mad Cow Disease from nearly fourty feet up. He misses. Fucsko catches Bull on his way down and powerslams him into Dark Sinister. Hammer starts the climb up to the upper ring. Hazard goes to catch him, but Martin cuts him off. Mr Hardcore gets Hammer by the legs and drags him back down. Jackal starts his climb. Razorblade grabs Jackal by the ankle, but Jackal kicks him off. On the opposite side Selrack begins to climb. Jackal and Selrack reach the upper ring face to face. Below, Dark Sinister pounds Bull into the ringpost. Fucsko comes in from behind, but Sinister is expecting it and nails him with a back kick. Opposite the ring, Alien hoists Viper up onto his shoulders. UFO Drop! Selrack and Jackal go face to face up top. Selrack whips Jackal to the ropes. Jackal comes back, dropping low and chop blocking Selrack. Selrack goes back to the corner, where Jackal closes in and starts muscling with him. Selrack spills over the top rope and into the lower rings, landing directing on top of Big Bad Alex. Jackal starts to climb the ladder, heading for the King of the Mountain belt. A loud bang is heard through the arena and Jackal drops to the canvas, clutching his shoulder. Spotlights shine through the rafters to where Chill sits with a sniper rifle. She shoots at the ring again, the rubber riot bullets doubling Jackal up in pain. Security starts to the rafters, while Chill just sprays the ring with riot bullets. Several people drops, bruises and whelts over their bodies. Viper uses Martin as a sheild, then begins to climb to the upper ring. Security reaches Chill, who turns the rubber bullets on them. Those stopping them in their tracks, Chill takes off in a dead sprint, sliding down a lighting cable and escaping into the audience. Security splits up. Viper reaches the upper ring, turning his attention to the ladder, but spills to the mat as Alien meets him head on. The two collide in the upper ring. Alien whips Viper to the ropes. Coming back, Alien tries for a closeline. Viper leap frogs him, then goes for a spin wheel kick. Alien ducks. Alien ties up with Viper and forces him back into the corner. Viper drops down with a jawbreaker, stopping Alien's attack. Viper grips Alien from behind and tosses him with a release German suplex, sending Alien to the floor outside. Viper begins to climb. Rung after rung. People below start to recover, but it's too late. Viper grabs the King of the Mountain title belt.
Geraldo: Your winner and 1999 King of the Mountain, Viiipeeeeer.
Viper looks down at the ring full of angry people below him. He shoves the ladder out of the ring, sending it down overtop of Bull and Selrack. Viper slides down the opposite side, going face to face with Dark Sinister. Sinister knees Viper in the gut, then wrenches him up. Powerbomb. Fucsko jumps Sinister from behind and Sinister turns, the two of them brawling onto the mat. Viper rolls out of the ring and takes off towards the back.
Larry King: So Viper's strategy worked. He did everything to win this match, including neglecting his world title. He earned it.
Mr President: But it was more than a belt to him. For Viper, King of the Mountain was a chance to win respect. And that's something that no one man can give him.
Larry King: I'm Larry King Live and this was MVW King of the Ring. Good bye everybody.
The credits roll. As they pan by, a scene of the parking lot is seen. Several MVW superstars are leaving, some triumphant, some disappointed. Viper walks out, the King of the Mountain belt in one hand. His head is hung low. He climbs into his car, setting the leather strap on the dash, and starts it up. Viper backs his car up into the highway, starting to merge when a semi nails the side of his car. It is crushed. It flips several times, coming to a rest in a six car pile-up. The King of the Mountain belt is tossed out the window. Blood splatters the spiderwebbed windshield. Fade out.