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[The Lewis County High School gymnasium comes to life as the capacity crowd stands while "We Die Young" by Alice in Chains rocks the building. The Atlantic-Tron is set up on the far wall, just to the right of the entranceway. The camera pans around the packed gymnasium bleachers for a moment before cutting to a shot of J.J. Jackson and Harvey Schultz conversing at ringside.] Harvey Schultz:: Riptide rockin' and ready to roll! Dead & Bloated is only a few days away, and we've got a HUGE main event in store for you tonight! J.J. Jackson:: Thass right, sucka! Tonight, we gots HaZe, ManTrain, and Jamiss Night-whateva in a Trippin' Threat match, dawg! Harvey Schultz:: And also, the Super Bastardos will put their belts on the line tonight... J.J. Jackson:: Yeah, yeah, cracka, and we gots us them two Battle Royoes fo' that Telyvision Title! Yay-yeah! |
| Car Troubles |
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Harvey Schultz:: Fans, you can expect to see some major...what's this? Folks, I'm getting word from the production truck that Mandrake has just phoned in. We're gonna try to get him on the line. [After a few moments of silence, Mandrake's voice can be vaguely heard.] Mandrake:: ...ello? Harvey Schultz:: Hey, 'Drake, what's goin' on? Mandrake:: Hey I'...onna be a lit...it late. ...jeep's got a flat ti... Harvey Schultz:: What's that? You're gonna be late because your jeep has a flat tire? Mandrake:: Yea... Harvey Schultz:: Okay. Well, ladies and gents, Mandrake is gonna be questionable for tonight's main event. Hopefully, he'll get here on time. These fans paid good money to see him perform here tonight. J.J. Jackson:: Damn straight... |
| A backstage beatdown! |
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Harvey Schultz:: I certainly hope that Mandrake makes it here in time, because...now what? Fans, I'm receiving word that some sort of altercation has developed in the backstage area. [The Atlantic-Tron comes to life with a shot of a hallway somewhere inside the school. Steve Zapf and Joe LaBracio, collectively known as the Masters, are seen doing a number on the New Breed. LaBracio headbutts Pyro-Maniac, then hurls him through a plate glass window into the cafeteria! Zapf boots P.O.D. in the mid-section, then plants him on the concrete with his patented Cradle DDT! The Masters then stands over P.O.D.'s motionless body as a small pool of blood begins to form beneath his cranium.] Steve Zapf:: What a shame, Joe. I don't think these guys are in any condition to fight tonight. Joe LaBracio:: Then it looks like WE will have to take their place! [The two men begin laughing, then walk out of view as the head out to the ring.] Harvey Schultz:: Looks like we've got a change of plans. I guess now the Masters will be taking on the Folk tonight in tag team action. Jingles and Jigsaw are already waiting in the ring. Now we're just waiting on the... |
| Tag Team Match: The Masters vs. The Folk |
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["Panic" by Dilated Peoples starts up and the Masters walk out onto the entranceway. Zapf and LaBracio walk down the aisle with cocky smiles on their face while the Folk look on at their unexpected opponents. Zapf and LaBracio slide into the ring as the two teams stare each other down.] Harvey Schultz:: This should be a terrific match. The Masters are on a rise in the ranks of the tag team division, and the Folk are former Tag Team Champions. This match has all the intangibles to be a great one. J.J. Jackson:: Uh, yeah, what he said. [Mitch Horton calls for the bell as Steve Zapf and Jigsaw decide to start things off. LaBracio calls the referee over to his corner as Zapf catches the strongman with a rake to the eyes, followed by a kick to the groin. Jigsaw falls to the mat as Zapf strikes with a knee to the back of the head. Zapf quickly tags in his partner, and LaBracio hops into the ring. Both men wait as Jigsaw slowly stands, then they attack with a double sidekick, taking the big man off his feet. LaBracio goes for the cover. 1...2..kickout!] Harvey Schultz:: Whoa! The Masters almost came away with a victory there! [LaBracio bounces off the ropes and charges at Jigsaw, but the big man catches him with a powerslam. Jigsaw crawls to his corner and tags in Jingles, who hops into the ring and begins pummeling LaBracio with rapid right jabs. Jingles whips LaBracio into the ropes, and as he bounces off the ropes, he makes the blind tag to Steve Zapf. Joe bounces of the ropes as Zapf enters the ring. Jingles attempts a clothesline, but Joe ducks it and puts on the brakes. He then sweeps Jingles' legs out from under him as Zapf nails him in the face with a spinning crescent kick!] Harvey Schultz:: The TakeOver! [Zapf covers Jingles and hooks the leg. Jigsaw tries to enter the ring, but is knocked off the ring apron by LaBracio before he can do so. 1...2...3!] J.J. Jackson:: That match was ova kuh-wick! [Zapf and LaBracio exit the ring and head to the back as if winning the match meant nothing to them with the fans booing them every step of the way.] |
| Trick or Treat |
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Harvey Schultz:: Out next match pits a Damn Fine Man, who's been on quite a roll as of late, against the sicko, William Dillinger. J.J. Jackson:: Yo, Willy Ian Dillinga is one messed up mo-fo! [The lights slowly dim as "Closer" by Nine Inch Nails starts up. The lights begin pulsating to the beat of the music as Dillinger walks out from the back and stumbles down to the ring, the fans booing him all the while.] Harvey Schultz:: This guy's deranged. What's with the leather mask? ["Hair of the Dog" by Nazareth hits the gymnasium, and the fans cheer loudly as Josh McCool walks out from the back with his lovely manager, Alice Loysell.] J.J. Jackson:: That be one fine piece o' ace right theya, my fren. [A Damn Fine Man walks down to the ring, stepping on an odd panel positioned in the center of the entranceway. After walking over it, he and Loysell stop and begin talking on the outside of the ring as Dillinger stares at them eagerly. Suddenly, an infuriated James Nightbane storms out from the back. McCool turns around and readies himself for a fight, but Nightbane has other plans.] Harvey Schultz:: What's Nightbane doing out here? [Nightbane examines the panel for a moment, then begins fooling around with something underneath it. He stomps up and down on the panel furiously, but nothing happens. He steps off of it, fumbles around with something beneath it again, then jumps onto it. A large spring explodes from beneath the panel, hurling Nightbane several feet through the ring into the side of the ring apron where he falls in a heap. Fans begin laughing as McCool and Loysell stare at him, trying not to laugh.] Harvey Schultz:: Nightbane set a trap, but it backfired! Ha ha ha! |
| Standard Match: A Damn Fine Man vs. William Ian Dillinger |
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[While his opponent is preoccupied staring at Nightbane, Dillinger bails out of the ring and attacks him from behind. Dillinger rams McCool's head into the steel ringpost as Alice runs for cover. Dillinger Irish whips ADFM into the steel guardrail, knocking it back about a foot, then begins to pummel him with hard right hands. Dillinger then throws McCool into the ring and follows him in, prompting Referee Horton to start the match.] Harvey Schultz:: William Ian Dillinger with the early advantage here... [Dillinger shoves McCool into the corner and begins pounding him with big right hands, but ADFM shoves him to the mat. Dillinger gets back up, but a Damn Fine Man knocks him to the mat with a dropkick. Dillinger makes it back to his feet, and the two begin trading blows in the center of the ring. While this is going on, Nightbane slowly comes to on the outside of the ring. McCool rocks Dillinger with a series of right hands, then bounces off the ropes. Dillinger catches him with a thrust to the throat, dropping the Son of a Bitch to his knees.] Harvey Schultz:: What a vile shot to the throat by Dillinger! What's Nightbane doing outside the ring with his book? J.J. Jackson:: Maybe tha brotha jus' wants ta do a lil' readin'. [Dillinger nails McCool in the top of the head with a closed fist, then pulls him to his feet. Dillinger rakes McCool's eyes, then Irish whips him into the ropes. As ADFM bounces off the ropes, Nightbane nails him in the back of the head with the book! McCool immediately falls to the mat as the crowd begins to boo.] Harvey Schultz:: That no good son of a...! [Dillinger quickly falls on top of his prey and hooks his leg. 1...2...kickout!] Harvey Schultz:: McCool kicks out, and Nightbane is beside himself! [Dillinger pulls McCool to his feet and headbutts him a few times, then throws him into the ropes. Nightbane hops up onto the ring apron and begins climbing the turnbuckle. McCool bounces off the ropes, ducks a Dillinger clothesline, and heads straight for Nightbane. McCool leaps into the air and shoulderblocks Nightbane off the second turnbuckle to the arena floor as the fans erupt!] Harvey Schultz:: Nightbane crashed and burned! [Dillinger charges at McCool in the corner, but ADFM turns around, sees Dillinger coming, and sprints out of the corner. Dillinger hits the turnbuckle and stumbles back out to the middle of the ring as the Son of a Bitch springs off the ropes, charges at Dillinger, and nearly decapitates him with the Facelift!] Harvey Schultz:: The Son of a Bitch hits the big clothesline, and these fans are on their feet! [Dillinger slowly climbs back to his feet as McCool bounces off the ropes, leaps into the air, and hits a Damn Fine Move! McCool rolls him over and covers him as Horton makes the count. 1...2...3!] Harvey Schultz:: McCool wins! A Damn Fine Man has taken out that sicko, Dillinger! |
| Blood or Darkness? |
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[McCool hops up onto the second turnbuckle as "Hair of the Dog" by Nazareth starts up again. ADFM raises his arms in the air as the fans begin to cheer. While he's doing this, Nightbane sneaks into the ring and waits patiently behind McCool. ADFM hops down from the turnbuckle and turns around into the waiting Nightbane, who plants him with the Implant DDT!] Harvey Schultz:: Darkness Falls on a Damn Fine Man! He sure as hell isn't getting up from that! [Nightbane lays a few stomps into McCool, then drags him over to the edge of the ring. William Ian Dillinger comes to and wobbles over towards them. Nightbane and him speak for a few moments, then the two men lift McCool up, prop him against the ropes, and tie his arms up between the the middle and top strands.] Harvey Schultz:: Uh oh, this doesn't look good for a Damn Fine Man... [Nightbane motions to Dillinger that McCool is all his, and the sick man begins fumbling around in the front pocket of his overalls. After a few seconds, he finds his tool of choice...a sharpened chisel! McCool slowly comes to as Dillinger grabs his head and begins gouging his forehead with the sharp object!] Harvey Schultz:: Get some damn security out here! He's trying to mutilate Josh McCool's face! [Nightbane watches on with a twisted snarl on his face as McCool begins to cry out in pain! Unable to watch any longer, Alice Loysell enters the ring. Nightbane quickly seizes her and forces her to watch the gruesome happenings for a moment before uncerominiously throwing her out of the ring to the arena floor. The crowd begins to boo even louder as Nightbane snickers. Enraged, McCool breaks free of his bindings, grabs Dillinger by the throat, and effortlessly throws him over the top rope where he lands awkwardly on the back of his neck outside the ring! The crowd goes nuts as McCool stares a hole through Nightbane!] Harvey Schultz:: A Damn Fine Man is loose, and James Nightbane is in a world of sh*t!!! [Nightbane slowly begins to backpeddle as a bleeding, infuriated Josh McCool stalks after him. Thinking quickly, Nightbane drops to the canvas and rolls out of the ring as McCool lunges at him. Nightbane quickly walks away from ringside, taking time to hand a copy of The Book of the Dark Lights to Dillinger. McCool hops out of the ring and checks on his valet, who seems to be in pain. McCool scoops her up in his arms and heads backstage as blood continues to poor from the gaping wound in his forehead.] Harvey Schultz:: All I can say is I wouldn't want to be in James Nightbane's shoes right now...not for all the money in the world. |
| Television Championship #1 Contender Match: Battle Royal: Gutter vs. Jack Korse vs. Billy Suggs vs. Nyghtmare |
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[The four men make their way out to the ring individually as the camera cuts to a shot of the First Aid room adjacent to the school's front office. McCool and Alice are seen waiting for the doctor. Finally, an old, balding man enters the room wearing all white.] Dr. Ward:: Wow, that's a nasty looking cut you've got there Mr. Mc... A Damn Fine Man:: Not me, damnit, her! [Dr. Ward, looking a bit shocked, moves on to Loysell, who seems to be doing quite well.] Alice Loysell:: Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. A Damn Fine Man:: Don't worry, Nightbane's gonna get what's coming to him before the night's through...you can count on it. [The shot goes back out to the ringside area, where Billy Suggs, Nyghtmare, Jack Korse, and Gutter are all waiting in the ring. The bell rings, and the four men go at it, much to the crowd's delight.] Harvey Schultz:: This is one of two battle royals tonight that will determine who will compete for the Television Title at Dead & Bloated. [Suggs, Korse, and Gutter all go for Nyghtmare, but he valiantly fights them off, dishing out right hands to everyone as the crowd goes wild! Nyghtmare knocks Gutter into the corner with a clothesline, dropkicks Suggs, then backdrops Jack Korse over the top rope to the arena floor!] Harvey Schultz:: Not twenty seconds into this match, and Jack Korse has already been eliminated! It's no secret that Kris Kartier is the odds on favorite to win this match. J.J. Jackson:: Yo, I don't care what you say, bro, I gots my money on the Backwoods Biakabatuka! [Gutter and Suggs come at Nyghtmare again, and this time they get the better of him. Gutter snapmares Nyghtmare over, then Suggs catches him with a running dropkick to the face. Both men begin stomping away on Nyghtmare before lifting him up off the mat to inflict more damage. Gutter hooks Nyghtmare from behind as Suggs bounces off the ropes and goes for a running lariat. Nyghtmare breaks free at the last second and Suggs nails Gutter, flipping him over the top rope!] Harvey Schultz:: Suggs has inadvertanly eliminated Gutter! That's the type of move that caused an Army of Two to split up! Now it's down to only Nyghtmare and Suggs. [Suggs tries to explain to Gutter that it was an accident, and Nyghtmare takes full advantage, grabbing Billy's legs and flipping him over the top rope! Nyghtmare raises his fists in celebration as Suggs lands on the ring apron and rolls back into the ring. Nyghtmare turns around and Suggs hammers him with a big right hand, followed by a swinging neckbreaker.] Harvey Schultz:: Suggs was almost eliminated there, but he's back in control after delivering the Fish Hook to Kartier. [Suggs applies a reverse chinlock as Richard Cormier makes his way out from the back. The crowd begins to boo as Cormier cirles around the ring. Kartier fights back up to his feet, delivers a pair of elbows, then shoves Suggs off into the ropes. Suggs comes at Kartier with a running clothesline, but Kartier ducks it, catching Suggs' arm and swinging around behind him to lock in the Karta-Hajime!] Harvey Schultz:: The Karta-Hajime! Suggs is gonna be sleepin' in no time! J.J. Jackson:: Yo, what's our boss doin' up on the ring apron? [Cormier stands on the ring apron and begins taunting Nyghtmare, causing him to release the hold. He runs over to the ropes and reaches for Cormier just as the owner of the AWA jumps down off the ring apron and moves out of harm's way. Suggs slowly recovers as Nyghtmare tries to coax Cormier into the ring. Taking advantage of the situation, Suggs grabs Kartier's legs and flips him over the top rope to the arena floor!] Harvey Schultz:: Billy Suggs wins! Nyghtmare has been screwed yet again by Richard Cormier! [Cormier takes off to the back as an enraged Nyghtmare chases after him. "Dead & Bloated" by Stone Temple Pilots starts up as Suggs hops up onto the second turnbuckle and celebrates.] Billy Suggs:: I did it! I'm a winner! Woo! |
| Tag Team Match: Super Bastardo Bros. vs. Cliff Anderson & Grendel | Tag Team Championships |
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["Pretty Fly(For a White Guy)" by The Offspring starts up, and the crowd already begins to boo. Cliff and Grendel head out from the back with some very unenthusiastic snarls on their faces while they walk down to the squared-circle.] Harvey Schultz:: Man, nobody is even close to the Super Bastardo Bros. in the tag team division anymore. Plaz and Loki are just head and shoulders above the rest. They don't even have opponents for Dead & Bloated! ["Name of the Game" by Crystal Method hits, and the fans begin to cheer as the lovable Bastardos walk out from the back. The Atlantic-Tron is filled with a mix of swirling pink and purple. Then, the number "3000" appears before the Atlantic-Tron fades to static. Loki, who is covered from head to toe in baby oil, as always, slides into the ring under the bottom rope seductively as Plaz uses the steps.] J.J. Jackson:: Loki is a cracka. Harvey Schultz:: Crack addict, maybe... [Perry Daton check all of the combatants, then calls for the bell as Plaz and Anderson start things off. Plaz and Cliff lock up, but the younger, faster Plaz takes him off his feet with an armdrag. Cliff charges after Plaz, but the Con Man hits a drop toehold, then drags Anderson over to his corner and takes in Loki. Loki hops over the top rope with a legdrop across Cliff's throat. Loki goes for the cover. 1...kickout! Loki bodyslams Anderson, then tags Plaz. Plaz jumps up onto the top rope, then flies off with a big splash, connecting with Anderson. 1...2...kickout!] Harvey Schultz:: As singles wrestlers, Loki and Plaz are dangerous. As a tag team, they're deadly. [Plaz lifts Anderson off the mat and hooks him in a front facelock. Plaz tags in his younger brother, then lifts Anderson's arm, exposing his ribs. Loki takes full advantage and boots Cliff in the mid-section, then plants him with a running bulldog. Loki goes for the cover. 1...2...kickout! Loki looks at Grendel and begins to taunt him, then lifts Anderson and scoops him up onto his shoulder. Loki drops Anderson on his head with an inverted piledriver, then tags Plaz. Both me head to the top rope.] J.J. Jackson:: It's time fo' a B.J., baby! Harvey Schultz:: We could the El-Blow Job... [Both men climb to the top rope as Steve Zapf and Joe LaBracio run out from the back. Zapf climbs up onto the ring apron and shoves Plaz off the top rope, causing him to fall into the ring. LaBracio climbs into the ring as Loki hops down off the top rope and charges him. Loki hits him with a flying forearm, but Grendel comes in from behind and clubs Loki in the back. Anderson slowly comes to, and Cliff, Grendel, and the Masters proceed to beat the living daylights out of the Bastardos. Daton calls for the bell, awarding the match to Loki and Plaz via disqualification.] Harvey Schultz:: Those for men are absolutly beating the hell out of the Bastardos! |
| A challenge and a mauling. |
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[LaBracio props Loki up onto the top turnbuckle as Steve Zapf takes out Plaz with the Cradle DDT. LaBracio climbs to the second turnbuckle, lays Loki across his shoulders, then leaps from the corner, delivering an inverted Death Valley driver from the second rope! The fans boo mercilessly as Grendel, Anderson, Zapf, and LaBracio stand over the fallen Tag Team Champions.] Harvey Schultz:: My God! Loki's hurt! [The Masters raise their hands in the air, causing Grendel and Anderson to follow suit. Then, Zapf and LaBracio attack them from behind. Grendel is clotheslined over the top rope, and Cliff Anderson falls victim to the TakeOver while the fans continue to boo them. Zapf hops out of the ring and fetches a microphone, then returns to the ring.] Steve Zapf:: The Super Bastardo Bros., huh? They don't look so tough now, do they Joe? No, I don't think so either. Last time we fought you guys, we got a raw deal! So, me and Joe here are gonna issue you a challenge. Seein' as how you two ain't got opponents for Dead & Bloated, the Masters wanna challenge you to a Tag Team Championship match! [Zapf hands the mic over to LaBracio.] Joe LaBracio:: But not just any kind of match, no, a New Jersey Street Fight! Whaddaya say? [Zapf grabs the stick from Joe.] Steve Zapf:: I think it's gonna be tough for them to answer, seeing as how we just got done kicking their teeth down their throats! It don't matter what their answer is, because come Dead & Bloated, their gonna get their asses kicked anyways! Let's go, Joe. [Zapf chucks the mic out of the ring as he and Joe head to the back, leaving bodies everywhere.] Harvey Schultz:: A New Jersey Street Fight? |
| Theft |
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[Loki and Plaz are finally able to leave the ring under their own power, although still in pain, as the Atlantic-Tron flickers to life. Nyghtmare is shown roaming through the halls of the high school in search of Cormier.] Nyghtmare:: Cormier? Where are you?! You have to come out sooner or later! [Kris Kartier continues to storm down the hall until he passes the Bastardo Brothers' lockerroom. Nyghtmare stops, thinks for a second, then takes a few steps back.] Nyghtmare:: Nevermind, Cormier, YOU will come to ME. [Nyghtmare enters the room and begins digging through a pink travel bag as the shot returns to the inside of the gymnasium.] Harvey Schultz:: What in the world was Nyghtmare looking for? J.J. Jackson:: Baby Oil? Harvey Schultz:: You never know... |
| Television Championship #1 Contender Match: Battle Royal: Steve Zapf vs. Jerry Verboncour vs. Joe LaBracio vs. Machine |
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[The four men make their way down to the ring and wait in the ring patiently as a bell rings. With the match officially started, Verboncour and Machine go at it as the Masters watch on.] Harvey Schultz:: This Battle Royal is every man for himself, but that won't be the case in this match. I think that either Steve Zapf of Joe LaBracio will have the advantage in this match, because they're working as a team. [Machine begins rocking the Pissed-Off Texan with big right hands, but the big German is attacked from behind by the Masters.] Harvey Schultz:: Then again, that Machine one big son of a gun. I'd have to say he has the advantage in this match. [Jerry rests in the corner as Zapf and LaBracio takes turns pelting the big man with rights and lefts. Machine grabs LaBracio by the neck for a chokeslam, but Zapf decks him. Machine locks the Goozle on him aswell and lifts both men into the air, slamming them both to the mat with a double-chokeslam!] J.J. Jackson:: Damn... Harvey Schultz:: What incredible strength by Machine! [Verboncour dives at Machine and clips his leg out from under him, dropping the big German down to one knee. Jerry then peppers him with several left jabs before going for the big right hand. Machine reaches up and grabs Jerry in the Goozle, but Jerry kicks Machine in the groin. Seemingly unhindered by the blow, Jerry goes to Plan B: The rake o' the eyes! Machine releases his grip on Jerry as he bounces off the ropes and catches Machine with a big Texan clothesline, causing him to tumble over the top rope backwards to the floor, where he lands on his feet!] Harvey Schultz:: Jerry Verboncour has just eliminated Machine! J.J. Jackson:: Uh oh, here come that sicko, Willy! [William Ian Dillinger makes his way down the aisle, still weilding his bloody chisel as Machine begins walking to the back. Both men meet in the middle of the aisle and stare at one another for a moment before Dillinger stabs the chisel into Machine's shoulder!] Harvey Schultz:: God damn! Dillinger has stabbed another person tonight! What in the hell is wrong with that man?! [Machine looks at Dillinger, then at Dillinger's hand, which is still connected to the chisel which is stabbing deep into his flesh. Unphased by the gushing wound, Machine stares back at Dillinger, whose lips are contorted into a twisted smile behind his masked. The two masked men stare at each other for a moment before Machine nails Dillinger with a thrust to the throat!] Harvey Schultz:: The fight is on! [Machine pulls the bloody chisel out of his shoulder and throws it to the ground, then he and Dillinger begin trading blows all the way up the aisle. Meanwhile, back in the ring, Verboncour has his hands full with the Masters. Zapf and LaBracio are doing a number on him in the corner, but Verboncour seems to be getting his second wind. Verboncour fires back with rights and lefts to both men, then takes them both down with a running double-clothesline as the crowd goes wild!] Harvey Schultz:: Can Jerry Verboncour hold his own against two men? J.J. Jackson:: Hell no! [Schultz smacks Jackson in the back of the head, nearly knocking his headsett off while the action continues inside the ring. Verboncour hops up onto the second turnbuckle, then nails Zapf with a legdrop. LaBracio climbs back to his feet, but Jerry drills him with a piledriver. Suddenly, Billy Suggs sprints down to the ring from the back and slides in under the bottom rope.] Harvey Schultz:: What the hell is Billy Suggs doing out here? [Suggs locks the Golden Sunset onto the unsuspecting Verboncour and proceeds to choke him out. Suggs drags the struggling Verboncour over towards the edge of the ring and throws him over the top rope, then slides out of the ring. Verboncour hangs onto the top rope, his feet never hitting the ground, and in a great display of strength, pulls himself back over the top rope into the ring!] Harvey Schultz:: Verboncour is still in! [Suggs kicks the ringsteps angrily as Zapf and LaBracio are back up and charge at Verboncour with a two-man clothesline. Verb. ducks and pulls down the top rope as both men fly over! LaBracio falls to the floor and Zapf falls to the ring apron and rolls back in under the bottom rope.] Harvey Schultz:: Joe LaBracio has been eliminated, but somehow, Steve Zapf managed to weasel his way back in under the bottom rope! [The Bastardos jog out from the back and circle around the ring to where Joe LaBracio is laying on the ground. Loki and Plaz are both still visibly in pain from their prior beating, but both have angry scowls on their faces also. Plaz lifts LaBracio off the ground, and he and Loki drive him into the concrete with a spike piledriver as the fans go crazy!] Plaz Bastardo:: To answer your question...Joe...we accept! [Loki stomps him in the head a few times for good measure before the Tag Team Champions makes their way to the back. Inside the ring, Zapf and Verboncour are still going strong. Steve Zapf Irish whips Verboncour towards the ropes, and Suggs pulls down the top rope in anticipation, but Verboncour reverses the move! Steve Zapf falls out of the ring over the top rope before Suggs can react, causing Verboncour to win the match!] Harvey Schultz:: Verboncour did it! It's Billy Suggs versus Jerry Verboncour at Dead & Bloated for the Television Title! [Jerry hops up onto the second turnbuckle, pointing into the air with his right hand as Suggs pulls a sledgehammer out from under the ring and slides into the ring. Jerry climbs down from the turnbuckle, and Suggs lays him out with the sledgehammer, nailing him right in the forehead! Suggs stands over Jerry, holding the sledgehammer high in the air as blood begins to run down the side of Jerry's forehead!] J.J. Jackson:: We gots a bleeda! Harvey Schultz:: Billy Suggs has busted Verboncour wide open! These two are going to tear each other apart at the SuperCard! |
| Change of plans. |
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["Painkiller Introduction" by Professional Murder Music blasts over the P.A. system, and the fans immediately begin booing. Richard Cormier, dressed in a gray suit, walks out with a confident smile on his kisser. A microphone is clutched tightly in his right hand as he climbs the ringsteps and into the ring.] Richard Cormier:: Tonight's main event is no longer going to be a Triple Threat match. Unfortunately, Mandrake was unable to make it due to car troubles, so tonight's main event is now going to be a one-on-one match between James Nightbane, and YOUR AWA Heavyweight Champion, HaZe! [The crowd begins to boo, and a few even throw trash in the ring.] Harvey Schultz:: Well, I guess Mandrake wasn't able to make it here in time. I'm trying to figure out which competitor fans hate more, HaZe of Nightbane? Richard Cormier:: So, without further... |
| Interruption...and a list of demands. |
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[Suddenly, "Down with the Sickness" by Disturbed blares over the speakers. The fans erupt as Nyghtmare walks out with a huge smile on his face. He, too, is holding a microphone in hand. Kartier walks down the entranceway as a look of worry overcomes the owner of the AWA. Kartier slides into the ring and approaches Cormier, who is ready to run at any moment.] Nygthmare:: Richard Cormier! [The fans boo as the name echoes throughout the gymnasium.] Nyghtmare:: You've cost me matches. You've cost me titles. Hell, you've even cost me my health. Well, come Monday, at Dead & Bloated, that all stops! [The fans begin to cheer.] Nyghtmare:: I'm out here to challenge you to a match at Dead & Bloated. Just you...and me! Now, we can do this the easy way...or we can do this the hard way. It's up to you. Richard Cormier:: Ha ha ha! Are you serious? You actually think I'm going to accept a match against you? Do I look stupid? Nyghtmare:: Well, unless you want the entire world to see this picture of you, Cormier, you're going to accept this match! [Nyghtmare pulls a polaroid, the photo of Cormier naked in the shower taken by the Bastardos several weeks ago, out of his back pocket and begins waving it around. Cormier's eyes grow wide.] Nyghtmare:: Now, do you want to do things the easy way, or the hard way? Richard Cormier:: I'll do whatever you want, just give me the damn picture. Nyghtmare:: Ah, that's more like it. Well, first off, why don't you start by making tonight's match between HaZe and Nightbane a Heavyweight Title match! [The fans erupt!] Richard Cormier:: Okay, it's for the title! Now give me the damn picture! Nyghtmare:: Not so fast. Now, all I need is your John Hancock on this sheet of paper here... [Kartier pulls a sheet of folded up paper and a pen out of his other back pocket. After unfolding the paper, he hands both items to Cormier.] Nyghtmare:: Now, if you'll just sign your name down there at the bottom and agree to a no-holds-barred match against me at Dead & Bloated, I'll give you this picture. [Cormier quickly scribbles his name on the paper and hands it back to Kartier. Nyghtmare tosses Cormier the photo, and Cormier quickly tears it to pieces!] Richard Cormier:: Ha ha ha! You're an idiot! You know that in a No-Holds-Barred match, anything is legal, and I'll just have the Brotherhood come down and kick your ass! Nyghtmare:: Oh really? Well maybe you should read the fine print, Richie. I think it's gonna be kinda hard for them to kick my ass...because we're gonna be inside of a fifteen foot high steel cage! [Upon hearing this, the fans go nuts and the bleachers start shaking. A bead of sweat rolls down Cormier's forehead as he looks around nervously.] Harvey Schultz:: Look at what Richard Cormier's gotten himself into! I love it! I absolutely love it! Nyghtmare:: See ya at Dead & Bloated...boss. [Nyghtmare begins laughing, then turns to walk away. While he's doing so, Cormier pulls a pair of brass knuckles out of his coat pocket and puts them on. He then spins Kartier around and decks him in the jaw, knocking him to the mat! The crowd begins booing as Cormier hightails it to the back.] Harvey Schultz:: What a coward! But look at Kartier, he's smiling! He doesn't care, because he knows that in a few days, he's going to tear Richard Cormier limb from limb! |
| Standard Match: HaZe vs. James Nightbane | Heavyweight Championship |
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[The fans are still excited about the wild night they've already witnessed when the lights go out. The fans begin to scream.] o/` What have I done? o/` o/` I feel so bad, I feel so numb, yeah!o/` ["Feel So Numb" by Rob Zombie starts up as the man in the trenchcoat, James Nightbane, makes his way out. The fans boo him as he walks down to the ring with Sheldon Grimes at his side. Nightbane slides into the ring and removes his trenchcoat as the lights resume.] Harvey Schultz:: Well, we now have a standard match between Nightbane and HaZe for the Heavyweight Championship. This oughta be good. ["Painkiller Introduction" by Professional Murder Music starts up, and out walks the Enlightened One, HaZe, with his belt slung over his shoulder and his book in hand. HaZe walks to the ring, ignoring his unadmiring fans ever step of the way. HaZe slides into the ring, and is attacked from Nightbane right off the bat. Perry Daton calls for the bell and starts the match.] Harvey Schultz:: There's no love lost between these two. These guys hate each other, plain and simple. J.J. Jackson:: They both got themselves books, they's both learnt men, bro. [Nightbane suplexes HaZe to the mat and follows it up with an elbowdrop, then a cover. 1.kickout! HaZe scores with a thumb to the eye, followed by a scoop slam. Nightbane is back up, but HaZe connects with a spinning heel kick, sending Nightbane to the mat. HaZe quickly covers him. 1..kickout!] Harvey Schultz:: I wouldn't be surprised if the Enlightened One was somehow involved with the flattening of Mandrake's tire, Jules. [Both men are back up trading rights and lefts, but Nightbane, the bigger and stronger of the two, gets the advantage. He shoves HaZe into the corner and boots him in the abdomen a few times, then monkey flips him out of the corner. HaZe slowly climbs back up to his feet as Nightbane moves in for the kill. James whips HaZe into the ropes, but HaZe reverses, sending Nightbane into the ropes. HaZe attempts a clothesline, but Nightbane ducks it, stops, and catches HaZe with a superkick right under the jaw! Nightbane quickly covers him and hooks the leg. 1...2...kickout!] Harvey Schultz:: So close! We almost had a new champ! [Nightbane pulls HaZe to his feet and sets him up for Darkness Falls, but HaZe counters with a Northern Lights suplex. HaZe then begins stomping away on the challenger before pulling him up by his hair and slapping him in the face. Furious, Nightbane charges HaZe, but HaZe drops to the mat and Nightbane flies over him right into Perry Daton, knocking the ref out cold! Stunned, Nightbane hobbles back a step, and Haze sets him up for the Dark DaZe. HaZe lifts him into the air, but Nightbane falls backwards and lands on his feet. Nightbane spins HaZe around, kicks him in the stomach, and plants him with the Implant DDT!] Harvey Schultz:: Nightbane hit Darkness Falls! HaZe is out like a light! [Nightbane crawls on top of HaZe and hooks the leg, but there's no referee to make the count. Josh McCool sprints out for the back, his forehead bandaged up, and slides into the ring. Alice Loysell runs out behind him. McCool goes right after Nightbane and begins hammering him with big right hands!] Harvey Schultz:: That Son of a Bitch, Josh McCool, is beating the hell out of James Nightane! [Alice climbs into the ring as McCool hits a jawbreaker on Nightbane, causing him to stumble backwards. Loysell sees her opening and kicks Nightbane in the groin, causing the crowd to go crazy! With Nightbane doubled over, McCool hits a Damn Fine Move, then pulls HaZe on top of him! Perry Daton slowly comes to and makes the count. 1.....2.....3!] Harvey Schultz:: Josh McCool just screwed James Nightbane out of the Heavyweight Championship, and this crowd loved every second of it! |
| Interview: HaZe |
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[HaZe, still somewhat in a daze, rolls out of the ring and heads to the back. After he enters the backstage area, Mandrake is seen pulling up in a taxi outside the school. Mandrake tosses the driver a wad of cash, then runs into the school. The shot then cuts to the backstage area, where HaZe is being interviewed by Reece Williams.] Reece Williams:: HaZe, how are you feeling right now? HaZe:: I'm feeling great, and I see that you're looking lovely as ever. [HaZe flashes her a friendly smile, and she blushes.] Reece Williams:: I'd like to get your thoughts on your match at Dead & Bloated. It's being hyped as the biggest match the AWA has ever witnessed. You against Mandrake, both titles on the line, in a ladder match. HaZe:: Of course it's going to be the biggest match in the history of the AWA. I don't care what that goat lover likes to call himself. I am the only true daredevil in the AWA. I mean, look what happened to Mandrake last time he wanted a piece of me, I beat the crap out of him. The last two times we've met, I came out on top. Dead & Bloated will be no different. Reece Williams:: Well, HaZe, while you're undefeated against Mandrake in singles competition, he's undefeated in ladder matches. Care to comment? HaZe:: Reece, the only reason he's undefeated in ladder matches is because he's never faced ME in one. A few weeks back, there were ladders involved in our match. Even though it wasn't technically a ladder match... [Mandrake bursts onto the scene, dressed in black, baggy cargo pants and a gray, thermal longsleeve shirt. HaZe looks at him, surprised at his presence.] |
| Confrontation |
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HaZe:: Well, well, well. Now look who decided to show up... Mandrake:: Yeah, I had some car problems, but rest assured, Cult Boy, once I'm finished with you at Dead & Bloated, that belt is coming home with me. HaZe:: Car problems, eh? Yeah, I guess it would be pretty hard for you to get here with four flat tires...heh heh heh... Mandrake:: Yeah, I'm sure you...wait a minute...I never said anything about four flat tires, I said a flat tire! [Realizing HaZe was in on it, Mandrake decks him, and the two begin brawling as Reece runs for cover. The two men fight down the hallway and out onto the enranceway all the way down to the ring. Mandrake throws HaZe into the ring, then follows him in as the crowd comes to their feet, cheering in unison for the Kill Devil Hills Daredevil.] Harvey Schultz:: This is great! We're getting a preview of Dead & Bloated right here tonight! [Cormier runs out from the back and sends about a dozen security guards to the ring to break up the fight between his boys. The crowd boos as the security personnel separate the men. Somehow, Mandrake dives past the security guards and gets at HaZe again, getting in a few shots as the crowd erupts.] Harvey Schultz:: Damn that Cormier! He doesn't want his meal tickets to spoil the show! Mandrake and HaZe...his boys! [Mandrake and HaZe both look at Cormier, who has a wide grin on his face. The security guards keep the two champions separated as Riptide fades to black.] |
