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!!! DING DING DING !!!
DUCKY: Our next match is scheduled for one fall and has a 15 minute time limit! First...
MURPHY: What is this? I thought this match was cancelled, this cannot be happening.
GOLDEN: What's going on Murph, why are you so scared?
THE LIGHTS GO OUT COMPLETELY. The only illumination comes from those fans taking pictures with their camera phones. FLAMES ERUPT FROM EITHER SIDE OF THE ENTRANCE AND STAY UP as a dark shadow walks out from the entrance.
DUCKY: From parts unknown, weighing 320 pounds... AAABEEERNAAAAAAATHYYYYY!
GOLDEN: Abernathy?!
MURPHY: Oh god no!
As the mysterious figure walks between the flames, the house lights come back on and the flames die down. Standing there with a demented look on his face is THE MAN THAT HAS BEEN STANDING IN THE CROWD AT THE END OF EVERY WEDNESDAY NIGHT REVIVAL! He's not wearing his usual blue trench coat, just white gym shorts. His body is.... sickening. His black skin is already glistening with sweat, and he is equal parts muscle and fat and sinew. His skin is covered in Satanic-looking tattoos and scars that look like half self-inflicted/half inflicted upon him. The crowd goes silent as he makes his way to the ring.
COMMISSIONER DOBBS and a couple of officials and suits walk VERY quickly to the ring!
MURPHY: What is Commissioner Dobbs doing here?
Jimmy Flame starts throwing forearms to Abernathy, who is a brick wall! He doesn't move an inch! Abernathy grabs Flame's arms in double overhooks while standing and lets out a mighty yell!
HEADBUTT! Jimmy Flame is immediately UNCONSCIOUS!
HEADBUTT! His nose get busted and blood flows down his face.
HEADBUTT!
Blood flies everywhere and the referee calls for the bell!
!!! DING DING DING !!!
HEADBUTT!
HEADBUTT!
Flame's face is a disgusting mess! He has slumped down and is obviously out cold, but Abernathy's freak strength keeps his up at headbutt level!
HEADBUTT!
!!! DING DING DING DING DING !!!
Commissioner Dobbs has a microphone and he and the officials run into the ring! Security comes to the ring and surrounds it. Abernathy drops Flame's body to the mat and LEVELS one of the officials with a right hand! And the other! Jack Dobbs huddles in a corner!
DOBBS: Abernathy! Abernathy! What are you doing here?! I told you your services wouldn't be needed. I'm sorry, but I stand by that!
Abernathy walks up uncomfortably close to Commissioner Dobbs. His voice sounds like he's gargling gravel while trying to speak!
ABERNATHY: We have a contract and it states clearly that I get to have matches in RPW, and if this piece of garbage is the best you have, your little revival is DEAD. You know the details of my contract Dobbs, you don't have the money to cover my compensation clause, if you were to break my contract RPW would go bankrupt, and you don't want that Dobbs, do you? We are bound old friend; never forget ... we are bound by BLOOD.
Commissioner Dobbs has a troubled look on his face but remains confident as he looks into the eyes of the monster.
DOBBS: You need to go now Abernathy, or my security will take you out!
ABERNATHY: I HAVE BEEN HERE, IN THE AUDIENCE WAITING PATIENTLY BUT DOBBS, I AM NOT A PATIENT MAN. YOUR TIME IS UP. I HAVE ALREADY EXTINGUISHED THIS FLAME HERE. I GAVE UP A LIFE UP FOR YOU JACK DOBBS, AND YOU OWE ME A NEW ONE... OR I WILL KEEP TAKING ALL YOUR WRESTLERS OUT, ONE BY ONE, ONE LIFE AFTER ANOTHER.
A few brave security guards take the opportunity to slide into the ring and ABERNATHY LEVELS ONE WITH A RIGHT HAND! Headbutt to another! Headbutt to another! All three roll out and to the ground on the outside. The rest of security stays put. Abernathy turns to Commissioner Dobbs and walks towards him menacely.
DOBBS: Abernathy, listen, this isn't about a war of words, you want to end the RPW? You want to take away your only shot at legally hurting people? What is it that you really want?
A huge smiles takes over Abernathy's face, he seems to have heard just what he wanted to hear.
ABERNATHY: Control, that's what I want Dobbs. You had a chance to build this place where I could be the main attraction now I just want you gone. If you care about your precious wrestlers here in RPW you will quit, and let it live through me. Give me control of everything; I will be the master, I WILL BE RPW's OVERLORD.
Abernathy lets go a maniacal laugh as the crowd boos him.
DOBBS: What about this? If you leave RPW alone until the end of the world, you will be in the main event of End of the world against one RPW superstar of my choosing, if you win this match then I'll quit and give you full control of RPW.
Abernathy shows a twisted smile as the crowd boos some more.
DOBBS: However, if you were to lose. Your RPW contract will be rendered void and you will leave us alone, forever!!
The crowd cheers at this thought and Abernathy doesn't move for a moment... then cracks a gruesome smile! His teeth are all different sizes and stained different colors.
MURPHY: Ballsy move by Commissioner Dobbs laying the challenge to this awful monster, this is huge Dom.
ABERNATHY: FINE! WHATEVER WEAK PIECE OF MEAT YOU WANT ME TO SLAUGHTER WILL BE ON YOUR CONSCIENCE FOREVER, DOBBS. BLOOD WILL BE ON YOUR HANDS, AND YOUR COMPANY WILL BE MINE, AFTER I BEAT YOUR HERO IT WILL TRULY BE THE END OF THE WORLD FOR RPW.
A Short crazy laugh from Abernathy serves as a pause.
ABERNATHY: SEE YOU AT THE END OF THE WORLD.
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CONGREGATION.... WELCOME...
TO THE REVIVAL
♪ Opening music ♪
John "The Brand" Brandenburg stretches his students at the Black Knight Gym while barely breaking a sweat. Sketchy Dan is in a dive bar chatting up a girl much younger than him. He spies the camera and offers the cameraman a PBR. Len "'Ard" Knox takes a pint from a bartender and smiles big into the camera. Mr. Nice Guy jumps rope in an empty gym, ever-present smile on his face.
♪ I miss the part, when weee were moving foooorward now ♪
Malcolm Valenzuela is in front of an RPW-logo bus. He crosses his arms and flashes a big smile. Aron Scythe is working up a sweat in the gym for his comeback wearing an anime T-shirt, taking the time to smile at the camera mid-workout.
♪ (Onnn our way dooown) ♪
Ian Jones bashes away at a punching bag in a dimly lit room, laughing maniacally.
♪ But maaaaaybe someday I'll be something moooore than loooove ♪
A cameraman approaches Magenta Moon, but she is too busy looking at herself in a handheld mirror to notice. Leanna "Sunshine" Moringside greets a camera with a wave and a smile.
♪ Just know I'll never tell ♪
Brett Bannion is at a bar. He grins and lifts a shot as a toast.
♪ And when you're on your way down, ♪
Kirk Cobain is in his room, legs crossed on his bed. He looks up to meet the camera's gaze.
♪ and you're waiting for your body's reentry agaaain ♪
Hakai Dragon brutally assaults Ian Jones with kicks. Hakai applies a Muta Lock to Ian Jones. Hakai Dragon celebrates with the RPW Iron Man title.
♪ We speeeeak in diff-reeent voiceees! ♪
Damien Wolfe and Mr. Nice Guy stand back to back with arms crossed in front of the white and red English flag. Jafaar al-Sultan rings the opening bell on Wall Street, then stares into the camera with a smirk.
♪ When fighting with the ones we've loved! ♪
"The Grappler" Gary Graplin successfully tackles an inanimate training dummy while in full wrestling gear. He looks back at the camera with a laughable grimace on his face.
♪ We speeeeak in diff-reeent voiceees! ♪
Punk rock Ryan Mercy is headbanging at a rock show. San Diego Martin stands arms crossed with El Omega 23 towering behind him.
♪ Why can't we say what we're thinking oooof? ♪
Landon Jackson stands in front of the penitentiary that just recently held him prisoner. He tosses a punch at the camera, knocking the camera and its operator to the ground, ending the transmission!
The scene opens inside an arena in MIAMI, FLORIDA where the fans are eager to this live RPW event! The crowd cheers wildly as fireworks erupt around the stage area and put up their signs for the camera to see as it pans around the building to catch the throng of RPW fans in attendance.
LONG LIVE THE BRAND!
THE REVIVAL LIVES ON!
SAVE RPW!
WE WANT KNAPIK!
THE IRON DRAGON!
The camera cuts to the ring where Commissioner Dobbs is standing in the center with a microphone in his hands.
DOBBS: Good evening Revivalists. Let me get straight to the point, the foundation of our great company has been shaken by the monster known as Abernathy. After the End of the World, it may truly be the end for us as we know it. If Abernathy has his way, RPW will become the embodiment of chaos. Luckily, each and every one of the great men and women in the back are up for the challenge and have begged me for the opportunity to take down the monster, with that in mind, next week we will have a representative, we will have a very special match that will determine who will go on to End of World to face Abernathy to save this brand of entertainment!
ALSO, with all that has recently transpired here on Wednesday Night Revival, as you read in my press release, I have decided we will crown our first RPW Heavyweight Champion TONIGHT! I know this is not a popular move with some people, particularly the wrestlers who didn't get a chance to participate in the tournament. I cannot do
Ian Jones will take on John "The Brand" Brandenburg for the honor of carrying this prestigious title. With that out of the way, Welcome to the Revival!
The camera cuts to the announcer's booth where Harold Murphy and Dominic Golden are seated! Murph is in his simple black suit and tie and well-coiffed hair. Dominic Golden is in a black cut-off shirt and ripped jeans with a black bandana and black shades.
MURPHY: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Miami where we are LIVE for Wednesday Night Revival and Revival Pro Wrestling! Tonight should be a great card!
GOLDEN: Headlining we will crown our first RPW Heavyweight champion, after what happened last week Commissioner Dobbs had a change of heart and decided to crown his first champion Tonight.
MURPHY: Yep, the sudden reveal of Abernathy and the challenge he sent forth really changed everything we knew about RPW. I think Mr.Dobbs really wants to make sure he gets the best candidate to answer Abernathy's challenge.
GOLDEN: Yep, but back to the main event Murph, because we will have non- other than the great Ian Jones going one on one with that cheating piece of trash John Bradenburg.
MURPHY: Knock it off Dom, the Signature Brand has been ruled as a completely legal.
GOLDEN: I do not give a crap what it's been ruled. It's an air choke and whileI respect the hell out of Jones for being in this match, I will not be sitting here to call that match, I do not want to be around here if that cheating piece of crap wins the title with a move that should be illegal.
MURPHY: Dom, you really need to chill out, you get paid to announce here in the RPW and you're lucky you weren't fined for that outburst last week. I recommend you sit here and do your job. Regardless, this is not about you. Tonight, after successfully defending the title against El Omega 23 and Landon Jackson, Hakai Dragon keeps running into tough tasks as he defends against Mr.Nice Guy.
GOLDEN: Speaking of Alpha, Omega and Landon Jackson, a heated rivalry has erupted between them, two weeks ago Jackson delivered a chair shot to Diego San Martin and last week DSM repayed him in kind with over a dozen chairshots followed by the scissored DDT he calls "Respect the tie"
MURPHY: Neither El Omega 23 or Landon Jackson are scheduled for action tonight, but I've heard Jackson is eager to address what happened last week. Before we get to tonight action though, the producers are telling me we have an update... What is this? An update from Kirk Cobain?
GOLDEN: Cobain was put out of action by a vicious attack from Damien Wolfe last week. I'd be surprised if he has anything at all to say, let's check this out.
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* The following footage was shot on a combination of cameraphones,camcorders, and occasional still photograph *
- Wednesday February 8th 2012 -
- "Blackout" by Heatmiser
Kirk Cobain is being strapped to a board in the middle of the arena by EMTs. A light is being shone into his face as a doctor runs medical checks while conferring with the paramedics. Loud ringing boos fill the arena, with camera shots showing empty sodacups, popcorn containers, and not-so-empty soda cups being flung at the three British wrestlers walking up the ramp to the backstage area. Kirk Cobain appears to stir as the EMTs put a tube down his throat, struggling weakly against his straps as he's carried out of the area. In the backstage area an ambulance
pulls up, presumably the same one that took Jumpin' Jimmy Flame to a nearby hospital. Wrestlers and RPW staff look on with concern or disinterest.
A series of stillframe photographs show the bloody face of Cobain pierced by two blue eyes locked onto a dark shape in the background shadows.
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MURPHY: Wow. What a sight.
GOLDEN: I thought you said it was an update, that was more like a recap with nothing but a broken wrestler being taken to the hospital. I don't feel bad for him because he brought it on himself.
MURPHY: What in the hell are you talking about?
GOLDEN: Well, if he would have just let Wolfe beat him two weeks ago, we would have had Wolfe versus Jones for the title tonight but no, the trailer trash had to persist and fluked his way to a victory.
MURPHY: What television show have you been watching, regardless, *shakes head* enough of this, when we get back from this break, Ronnie Reynolds is scheduled to go one on one with "The Grappler" Gary Grapplin but it looks like Leonard Knox has something about the interaction between himself and Mr. Reynolds, let's check it out as we head into commercial
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Leonard is sitting on a bench in the locker room.
KNOX: So, I end another fight in RPW with a win. Ryan Mercy was a tough lad but I came out on top. As soon as I felt the taste o' victory, 'owever, it was slapped from me mouth by a catty little boast from that tyke Ronnie Reynolds. Reynolds - I know all the things I'm supposed to say: that you should respect me because I'm the older man; because I'm a battle-tested veteran and yer as a green as a brussel sprout, because I was dropping suplexes as you were still wetting bloody mattresses...(Did you ever stop?)
Well, that might be true, but it's boring. I mean - who cares what I've done if I can't still do it? And what does it matter if yer young? if yer talented? No. You should respect me, Reynolds. Not because of what I've done, though, but because of what I'm capable of doing. You should respect me because I'm among the biggest, best performers RPW 'as to offer. You should respect me because, by God, I'm the toughest. You should respect me because otherwise we're going to 'ave a problem. And, my lad, it's going to be a FAR bigger problem for you than me. So, apologize, like a man, or we could bump into each other in the ring. And you'll come off worse.
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As we return to the show we see a shot of Ronnie Reynolds already in the ring addressing the crowd.
REYNOLDS: When I got word that I was having a match tonight I was pretty excited, I was ready to Knox Leonard's head off his shoulders, then I noticed my match wasn't against him, but against Gary Grapplin. Gary, I'm sorry bud, but you aren't on my level. Save yourself the beat down and stay in the back.
Boos from the crowd ensue and Reynolds grins.
REYNOLDS: Leonard Knox, if you are a true man you will come down to this ring and face me instead.
Anticipation builds for a few seconds before Knox comes rushing down the rump and enters the ring where both men trade punches, they end up locking up and Reynolds gets the early advantage with a headlock.
A referee rushes down to the ring and the bell is rung, looks like we have a match at hand.
MURPHY: An impromptu match just started between Leonard Knox and Ronnie Reynolds and this is promising.
GOLDEN: Last week Knox defeated Ryan Mercy in a very close bout where we had the pleasure of having Mr. Reynolds accompany us in the booth, Reynolds laid out the challenge to Knox and here we are.
Reynolds keeps Knox controlled with the headlock, he sees and opening and executes a good headlock takeover. Knox tries to regain position and is able to make it up to his knees, Reynolds spins around into a front headlock and forces Knox to stay grounded. Knox once again tries to work his way out, hand fighting Reynolds and trying to loosen the grip on his head, he finally makes it to his feet and breaks the hold but gets immediately throw down with an arm drag, "Ravishing" Ronnie Reynolds follows his opponent to the mat and keeps the pressure high with an arm bar.
MURPHY: Reynolds dominating the early going of this match-up using his technical prowess to frustrate Knox.
Knox uses his free arm to try and clobber Reynolds into breaking the hold but Reynolds shows good head movement and awareness to avoid the blows, Knox gets into a seated position as Reynolds transitions to a hammerlock. Reynolds holds the hammerlock with one arm and starts unleashing fiery blows to the head of Knox with the other. Reynolds runs towards the ropes for momentum and bounces back at high speed with a front dropkick to the face of Len Knox, a pinfall ensues:
KICKOUT!
Leonard Knox tries to scramble back into his feet but he gets caught in a small package that barely makes it to the count of one, again Knox is caught seating trying to get back up to his feet and this time he's put in a full nelson, the size difference starts to show as the bigger Knox is able to overpower his opponent and snapmare him over, he finally makes it to his feet which gets a positive reaction out of the Miami Crowd. Reynolds springboards into a crossbody, but Knox catches him mid air and hoists him up to the fireman carry position just to be quickly reversed into a crucifix pin, Knox's shoulders are on the mat and the referee counts.
1...
2.....
KICKOUT!
GOLDEN: Ronnie Reynolds almost had it Murph!
"Ravishing" Ronnie Reynolds continues his methodical assault and doesn't allow Knox to get back into his feet easily by holding on to a side headlock, that is not enough to keep the big man down as Knox manages to regain footing and he goes for a back suplex, Reynolds backflips, lands on his feet and clips Knox in the knee bringing him back down on both knees. Reynolds follows the attack with a bulldog and Knox goes face first into the mat. Reynolds jumps right back into the side headlock and starts delivering punches to the forehead of Knox.
MURPHY: Len Knox is having a hard time figuring out Reynolds technical style, stay tuned as WNR rolls on live.
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We cut back from commercial and Reynolds is still dominating this match, he has Knox seated in the top of the corner and is delivering hard strikes to his midsection. Reynolds climbs for a superplex and finds out that there's still fight in Len'ard Knox who headbutts him right off the ropes and sends him crashing to the mat. Reynolds tries to regain his standing position quickly but is floored again by a diving shoulder block, further attempts at standing up by Reynolds are frustrated by a couple of clotheslines and a body slam.
MURPHY: Knox is building up momentum here.
Knox forces his opponent back to the standing position; he whips him into the ropes and receives him back kindly, WITH A SPINEBUSTER!!!!
GOLDEN: I'm not much a fan of this Knox guy but that was impressive.
The Bradford's native Leonard Knox goes to bounce off the ropes himself and returns with a leg drop, he follows it up with a pin.
1...
2, KICKOUT!
GOLDEN: And Reynolds is still very much on this match up.
There's no time for Reynolds to rest, as Knox grabs him by the legs seemingly wanting to setup a Boston Crab. Reynolds refuses to be turned over and uses his polished mat skills to defend against the move, Knox eventually gives up and slingshots his opponent into a corner instead. Reynolds lands on his feet on the second turnbuckle and holds on to the ropes for balance. Reynolds launches himself flying with a cross body block and lands right on target, one problem though, Knox doesn't fall to the ground as he's able to catch Reynolds mid air.
MURPHY: Tremendous show of strength by Leonard Knox!
Backbreaker by Knox! Reynolds favors his back and tries to make it back to his feet slowly but steady. Knox goes to bounce of the ropes; he comes back with momentum and nails a hellacious LARIAT! Reynolds is almost turned inside out, Leonard is pumped up and the crowd is behind him.
GOLDEN: Come on Reynolds!
Reynolds doesn't get to try and regain his footing in his own power as Knox drags him up and in between his legs and from there lifts him up into the powerbomb position, Reynolds tries to fight back with weak punches but Knox just elevates him further and plants him down in the mat with the dart.
MURPHY: THE DART! This might be over, Knox goes for the pin!
1...
2...
3!
MURPHY: Knox did it!!
The bell rings, and Knox is on fire celebrating his victory. The crowd is eating it up and enjoying the moment.
DUCKY: the winner of this match via Pinfall, LEONARD KNOX!!!
GOLDEN: I'm speechless.
MURPHY: Ronnie Reynolds might have tried to bite a little more than he could chew, Knox is on fire with 2 wins on a row.
GOLDEN: Whatever, let's cut to the back!
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The camera shows Magenta readying herself for her match in her locker room when Jafaar Al-Sultan enters with a bouquet of roses.
Al-SULTAN: I've seen that happy people perform better, and since money buys happiness, we should do pretty well tonight.
MOON: Whatever you say, just tag me in and I'll take care of the rest.
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MURPHY: Magenta Moon and Jafaar Al Sultan will be in tag team action tonight against the team of Brett Bannion and Leanna Morningside.
GOLDEN: Bannion looking to recover here from a lost last week at the hands of Sketchy Dan.
MURPHY: Also in action tonight we will have Aron Scythe go one on one with "Simple" John Sullivan
GOLDEN: and guess what Murph, that match is up next.
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DUCKY: The following match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, already in the ring and weighing in at 300 pounds, he is Simple John Sulivan!
DUCKY: And his opponent....
Pegasus Fantasy plays on the sound system.
DUCKY: from New Rochelle, NY. Weighing in at 220 pounds, ARON SCYTHE!!!
The crowd roars for the fan favourite, he walks to the ring accompanied by his wife and kisses her before sliding into the ring. And the bell rings.
MURPHY: Aron Scythe is one of the fastest rising stars on RPW.
Both men are about to lock up both Scythe wisely ducks under and fires with a leg kick, quickly following up with a series of knife-edge chops and a roundhouse kick to the body, Sullivan tries to charge into a clothesline but Scythe once again ducks under and Sullivan turns around to meet a swift dropkick to the chest that backs him into the ropes.
GOLDEN: Simple Sullivan making his debut here on RPW, he seems to be a slow starter but I have high hopes for this man.
Aron is now the one charging but the Big Simple receives him with a back body drop, Aron Scythe hangs to the top rope and lands on the apron from where he delivers a hard round house to the face that sends Simple Sullivan tumbling. Aron jumps over with a beautiful twist and trampolines off the top rope with a springboard moonsault that connects right on target and sends Sullivan to the mat, the ref counts to one before a kick out is made.
MURPHY: Aron Scythe in control early.
Aron strikes with some more Knife-Edge's and goes for an Irish whip, reversal by Sullivan and a catch on the rebound with a power slam, Aron Scythe goes back first into the mat. The Big Man Sullivan picks his opponent up and scoops him to his shoulder, Aron wriggles free and locks in a rear waist lock, GERMAN SUPLEX!!!
MURPHY: Aron bridges into a pin, the ref counts.
1...
2...KICKOUT!
GOLDEN: It's gonna take more than that to put Sullivan down.
Both men are back into their feet and Aron pushes forward with European uppercuts that back John Sullivan into the ropes, "Simple" fires back with a knee to the midsection an open palm chop and a clothesline, Aron gets up just to be sent back down with a second clothesline, again Aron jumps back but this time it's a sidewalk slam that plants him down.
Simple John Sullivan shows his strength off by picking Aron up and military pressing him, Aron once again sets himself free and lands on his feet behind the big man, this time the rear waistlock is broken by back elbows, a headbutt throws Aron to the mat and a splash starts a pin.
1...
2...KICKOUT!
MURPHY: Looks like "Simple" John Sullivan has warmed up.
The crowd cheers Aron's kick out as he's clearly the fan favorite between the two. The Simple big man seems to have had enough as he signals for the finish, he starts setting up for a sit out powerbomb and things look bleak for Aron Scythe, the crowd boos.
GOLDEN: This is going to be all over.
Aron manages to block the lift mid weight through and he counters with a double leg takedown into a jackknife pin, he flips over into a bridge and the ref counts.
1...
2...
3!
GOLDEN: No way....
The bell rings and the crowd goes into heavy cheers, Tomoe climbs into the ring and celebrates with Aron.
DUCKY: And the winner of this match via pinfall, ARON SCYTHE!!!
Aron Scythe asks for a microphone, he gets it and addresses the crowd.
SCYTHE: John Sullivan was 300 pounds and I beat him, Landon Jackson was 280 pounds and I beat him, I've proven that I can defeat bigger man and at the end of the world, if given the chance I'll defeat Abernathy and save RPW.
The crowd rises in cheers!
SCYTHE: And after that is taken care of I'll continue my journey to the top, and be assured, I won't stop until I become the RPW Heavyweight Champion.
Aron puts the mic down and exits the ring with his wife, holding hands all the way up the ramp.
GOLDEN: Can you believe this guy?
MURPHY: I believe him, he makes a compelling case and he might even end up being RPW's savior.
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TAG TEAM MATCH MAGENTA SULTAN v/s BANNION MORNING SIDE.
GOLDEN: Joining us on commentary for this match, Sketchy Dan. Dan I can't tell you how pleased I am to have you with us tonight.
Sketchy Dan pulls a PBR from the front of his hoodie and sits it down on the announcer's desk, planting it right next to his feet. A second can of Pabst Blue Ribbon makes its way from the hoodie to Dan's hands.
SKETCHY: 'Sup Dom. That loser Murphy still commentating on matches?
MURPHY: Mr Sketchy, I'm sat right beside you.
SKETCHY: Whatever. So when's the match starting? I'm bored already.
DUCKY: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it's a tag team contest with a 15 minute time limit, introducing first.
DUCKY: Hailing from Riyadh, Saudi Arabia and weighing in at 190 pounds... JAFAAAAR AL-SULLLLTAAAAAAAAAANNNNNN!
Jafaar comes out from the entrance wearing flowing right robes with gold trimming! The crowd is unsure how to react to the oil magnate from Saudi Arabia. Jafaar slowly walks down the ramp after a moment of surveying his surroundings. After a few steps he whips out a wad of $50 bills! He starts handing out money to both sides of the ring entrance!
GOLDEN: Here he is, Murph! The most generous man in Revival Pro Wrestling!
MURPHY: If he keeps handing out money like this, he'll be broke soon!
GOLDEN: You said that last week, he still has money.
DUCKY: And his partner... from Denver, Colorado...
Magenta Moon comes out from the curtains in time with "YEEEEEAH!" with her arms raised, nodding he head arrogantly. In one hand she has a hand mirror. She's wearing black short shorts, black boots, and a black and red top that shows her midriff.
DUCKY: At 156 lbs. and hailing from Denver, Colorado... she is the self-proclaimed "FACE OF WRESTLING"... MAGENTAAAAA MOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!!
Moon stops to check herself out in the mirror before making her way to the ring. A few fans try to slap her hand, but she rears back like she's going to backhand them! She looks directly into a camera near the ring...
MOON: You're looking at THE FACE OF WRESTLING, people!
While Magenta climbs the ring steps, Jafaar Al-Sultan checks the tension of the ring ropes and separates them so Magenta Moon can make her entrance into the ring.
MURPHY: See that? Al-Sultan just separated the ropes for Magenta Moon. Not only is he going to open the match, but he's also going to prove that he is a gentleman.
GOLDEN: You ask me, he makes Bannion look like even more of a drunk.
DUCKY: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 390 lbs and being accompanied to the ring by Last Call Erica, the team of Brett Bannion and Leanna Morningside.
Sound cheers can be heard by the crowd as both wrestlers and the valet make their way to the ring together.
MURPHY: Clearly the fan favorites here in Graceland, Ms Morningside and Brett Bannion are conferring in the middle of the ring in preparation for what promises to be a great match.
SKETCHY: Pfft. People down here cheer for this stuff? Makes me wish I'd started drinking at breakfast.
MURPHY: There's the bell...
GOLDEN: And there's Al-Sultan straight to business with a collar and elbow tie up, slipping behind Bannion to a wristlock. Smart strategy, but I never expected anything less.
MURPHY: BANNION breaks the wristlock with a blunt approach, marching to the ropes. I guess that's one of the advantages of holding a sixty pound advantage over your opponent!
SKETCHY Dan belches into his microphone.
SKETCHY: Now that, my friends, was the most interesting thing to happen in this match. Hey Magenta! Get in the ring and shake your money maker; I'm falling asleep out here.
MURPHY: Apologies, ladies and gentlemen for that outburst. Brett BANNION just barely catching Jafaar AL-SULTAN with a whip to the ropes, and solidly connecting with a savage clothesline!
GOLDEN: Al-Sultan just got hung out to dry! The momentum of that whip and the impact of that clothesline has Jafaar sliding out of the ring to try and walk off the punishment. Good job ref, keep that drunkard in the ring!
In the ring, BANNION is trying to find a way past the referee to get outside and pursue AL-SULTAN, but the referee isn't having it, pushing BANNION back time and again while AL-SULTAN collects himself, before sliding back into the ring. Out an apron, Leanna MORNINGSIDE calls for her partner to calm down, succeeding only in distracting him long enough for the referee to step aside an AL-SULTAN to deliver a set of stinging martial arts kicks to the hips and thighs that bring the bigger man down.
MURPHY: Now with the advantage, Al-Sultan...
DOMINIC: MISTER Al-Sultan, stepping over Bret Bannion who's sunken to his knees, locks in a standing step-over armlock. Again, great strategy working over the bigger man's limbs, clearly wearing down his ability to fight. Al-Sultan is staring at Leanna Morningside as he works Bannion down.
SKETCHY: Yeah, yeah great move and all but it's boring. This is wrestling like my Dad would've watched back in, like, the 80s or something. Come on guys, work up a sweat! Throw in a move that isn't older than Murphy is!
MURPHY: I resent that!
DOMINIC: Resent it all you like, he's got a point.
Leanna MORNINGSIDE starts stamping at the ring apron, working to get the crowd behind her tag partner. Slowly, the crowd starts to respond. Hearing the thunder of feet, BANNION twists his shoulder and body into position, and shoves himself upright with AL-SULTAN on his shoulders, before falling backwards to deliver a crashing Samoan drop.
MURPHY: Awesome show of power and resiliency from Brett Bannion, executing what could prove to be a crucial samoan drop on the technically-superior Jafaar Al-Sultan.
GOLDEN: Power? Resiliency? Bannion is staggering back to his corner like he just heard the bell ring for last call!
BANNION reaches his corner and grabs the bottle of whisky in the hands of Last Call Erica, taking a deep swig, as MORNINGSIDE slaps him on the shoulder and vaults into the ring, running towards AL-SULTAN who's just getting to his feet.
MURPHY: Good morning! Leanna Morningside with a running bulldog from behind on Jafaar Al-Sultan! Followed up with a double stomp to the back! Morningside is on fire!
GOLDEN: Should've gone for the pin then and there girl! Magenta Moon is dragging her partner back towards the corner while the ref gets the inebriated Bannion onto the ring apron.
MOON drags AL-SULTAN back into the corner and faces off with MORNINGSIDE from the other side of the ring ropes.
The crowd goes quiet...
... and erupts! MORNINGSIDE with a huge slap to the face of MOON! MOON with an equally vicious slap to MORNINGSIDE! The referee is quick to react and separates the two, directing MORNINGSIDE back to her corner as MOON tags her partner and steps into the ring.
SKETCHY: Seriously? I've gotten slapped harder than that twice today. *And* I got free drinks on each occasion.
MURPHY: I think we should count ourselves lucky that these Amazons didn't decide to deliver anything more than a warning shot!
GOLDEN: The referee, however, doesn't seem to realize that MOON is the legal contestant in this bout.
SKETCHY: And here I was hoping to see a chick fight. This is lame. Where's my other beer?
GOLDEN: You drank that one, Dan.
SKETCHY: Good thing I have a spare. Hey, is it cool if I record this on my iPhone?
MURPHY: I think there are copyright laws against that sort of thing Dan.
SKETCHY: Whatever. I'm going to go and get some up-close shots.
SKETCHY Dan gets out from behind the announcers table and walks up to ringside where MOON, the legal contestant, is being hustled through the ring ropes and Jafaar AL-SULTAN rejoins the match to face, once again, Brett BANNION.
MURPHY: Bannion straight to work with a knee to the midsection, following up with a clubbing forearm, before Al-Sultan rises back up with a fireman's carry takedown, into a double wristlock. I may question his reluctance to wrestle, but I can't question his technical ability.
GOLDEN: Bannion's having some trouble getting free of the wristlock, it might not look like much, but when you can't close your hand into a fist, a hold onto an opponent because your wrist just won't work, you'll know about it.
BANNION won't stay down, though, feinting, then powering out of the double wristlock to scoot into an armbar position, dragging Jafaar AL-SULTAN to his feet. The two move towards the ropes where BANNION gets back to delivering hard knee strikes to his opponent from a modified armbar position before the ref breaks it up.
On the outside of the ring, SKETCHY Dan is pestering Magenta MOON, pointing his iPhone at her from a very indiscrete angle. MOON, distracted by the events in the ring sees what SKETCHY Dan is up to. MOON flicks a foot at SKETCHY and kicks the iPhone from his hands while the referee is separating Jafaar AL-SULTAN. SKETCHY Dan scrambles to recover his iPhone.
GOLDEN: Now that's not right!
MURPHY: What's that Dom? I've been too busy paying attention to the action in the ring!
GOLDEN: Magenta Moon just kicked a very expensive piece of equipment out of the hands of Sketchy Dan. There's going to be hell to pay if that iPhone's broken!
AL-SULTAN takes advantage of the break to get back to his corner and tag the distracted Magneta MOON while on the far side of the ring, BANNION sees the tag and makes one of his own.
GOLDEN: And not only that, but Brett Bannion is taking the coward's way out and tagging his partner in. What's the matter Bannion? Starting to sober up?
MURPHY: Now that was uncalled for! Bannion is either a true gentleman, or he's more afraid of what his partner will do to him if he doesn't make the tag.
As Magenta MOON and Leanna MORNINGSIDE square off in the centre of the ring, SKETCHY Dan jumps up onto the apron, his hand gripped around something.
MURPHY: What's Dan up to? I can understand if he's upset, but this is not time to...
MOON drops to one knee as, in a flash, SKETCHY hurls his broken iPhone at the back of Magenta MOON's head and connects with such force that his phone explodes into pieces. Furious, the referee calls for the bell as MOON puts a hand to the back of her head that comes away wet with blood, she is dizzy and tumbles into the steel steps where she sits and rests.
MURPHY: I don't think anyone's going to be satisfied to leave it at that, except perhaps Brett Bannion. He looks like he's already enjoying his post-match shot.
DUCKY: Your winners, by means of disqualification, Jafaar Al-Sultan and Magenta Moon!
A cocky sketchy Dan jumps into the ring and climbs into the top rope raising his arms in victory, that proves to cost him dearly as he immediately gets hit by Al-Sultan's ASP Strike! Sultan immediately rolls out of the ring and goes to tend to Magenta Moon.
MURPHY: Top rope cutter!! Can't say Sketchy didn't have it coming.
Dan is left staring at the sky, Leanna is standing on the apron and she has a huge smile on her face, the crowd seems to know what's coming and she obliges, she launches herself on a springboard flip double stomp right to the mid-section of Sketchy Dan.
MURPHY: SUNNY DAY SENDOFF!!!!
GOLDEN: This is not fair for DAN.
Bannion seems to want a piece of the pie, he ragdolls Dan into his feet and nails him back down with a Hangman's DDT.
Last Call Erica jumps into the ring and spills a shot to the face of Dan, she along with Leanna and Bannion raise their hands on celebration, the crowd cheers them as they roll out of the ring and walk up the ramp.
MURPHY: Everyone on this match had a good reason to have beef with Dan, I guess they got to settle the scores.
Some EMT's rush down the ramp to tend to Magenta Moon but she yells at them to go away, Sultan also meets the same fate and they all end up leaving while Magenta struggles to stand up on her own power.
GOLDEN: Gotta love this woman.
It takes her long but she makes it to his feet, she's about to leave but she notices Sketchy Dan shaking his cobwebs and trying to get back to his feet, Magenta slides into the ring and catches Dan with a Shining Wizard, sending him to the mat one final time.
MURPHY: I think he got what he deserved.
Dan is left flat on the mat while Magenta retreats up the ramp.
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Malcolm Valenzuela, Ryan Mercy, The Flying Slappsman, Aiden O'neil and Gary Grapplin are seen talking to each other.
MERCY: Can you believe this? We are not scheduled tonight.
SLAPPSMAN: I know, I know, I'm actually getting used to it.
O'NEIL: I deserve better than this.
VALENZUELA: I think we all do.
GRAPPLIN: I was scheduled tonight and they just passed me over, can you guys believe this?
O'NEIL: This is getting worse every week!
MERCY: We need to take the initiative....
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This time we can find Landon Jackson standing tall in the middle of the ring, mic in hand.
JACKSON: Today I should be here presenting myself as the new RPW Iron Man Champion, the fact that I'm not doesn't make me particularly happy, in fact it makes me angry. And it makes me angry at one man, last week I was one of three man participating in a RPW Iron Man Championship match, but the man who I'm angry at wasn't one of them, the man who costed me MY title wasn't Hakai Dragon and it wasn't El Omega, I knew had them both beat. It only took one man to separate me from the title and everyone here knows who I'm talking about, he's the man I'm angry with.
Landon Jackson takes a deep breath and shakes his head with disappointment.
JACKSON: Diego San Martin, I laid out a challenge on the Dirt Sheet this week and I want my answer.
Nightwish's The End of all Hope blasts in the arena signaling DSM's entrance. The usual pyro and light effects are missing and all we get is Diego San Martin coming from the curtain, sharply suited up as usual and with a microphone locked and loaded.
SAN MARTIN: So Jackson, you want to go one on one with my man Omega. If you win you get a match with me, if we win you get a 30 day RPW suspension. Let me tell you first hand, I'm not interested the least in what you are offering. First of all, you'd never get through Omega in the first place, which means you'd be banned from appearing in any RPW events for a month. We don't want you gone; we want you to stick around, a constant reminder that we are better than you. There is a big problem here and that's that you don't understand us, you can't grasp what goes through our mind, what we really want. But I understand you; I understand your desire to face me in this very ring to settle our differences the old fashioned way.
Diego San Martin shows a big smile on his face, serving as a short pause in his speech.
JACKSON: Cut to the Chase, do I get my match or not?
SAN MARTIN: Calm down big guy, you see Landon...Unlike you, I'm a man of honor and when a challenge is made I don't back down. I'm guessing you are willing to face me in any kind of match, so here's the deal. We will be in a match tonight!
The crowd cheers in anticipation.
SAN MARTIN: However, if I am on the winning side of the match you will have to wear my "Respect the Tie" T-Shirt until The end of the World event is over. If you manage to best me, I'll publicly state that you are the better man and I'll use my business savvy to make sure you get a fair shot at the title you claim I costed you. Landon Jackson, do you take the challenge?
JACKSON: Diego, you are a snake and I know you have tricks up your sleeve, so I am willing to face you in any type of match as long as outside interference is illegal in the match, you can't hide behind El Omega forever.
SAN MARTIN: We have a deal! Bring me a referee.
MURPHY: Whoa, ballsy move by Diego San Martin but I don't think it will end well for him.
GOLDEN: I fear you might be right for once Murph, Don Diego can handle his own in the ring, but he hasn't been an active competitor in a while and this is Landon Jackson we are talking about.
A referee emerges from the curtain and DSM whispers some words to his ear, the referee then rushes down and starts talking to the ring announcer. As they confer, Diego strips himself from his suit jacket and starts rushing down the ramp and slides into the squared circle, the bell rings and he and Landon start to brawl.
DUCKY: The following match is a handicap match, introducing first!
Jackson has taken the clear advantage in the ring and clotheslines Diego out of the ring, he stands in the middle of the ring in disbelief at the words that have been uttered by Ducky.
GOLDEN: The Alpha Brain Strikes again, his odds are looking pretty good now.
DUCKY: Already in the ring, Landon Jackson!
Landon has seemingly lost it and he's climbed into a turnbuckle yelling profanities at Ducky, Diego takes his chance to get into the ring but Landon notices and quickly gets back into the attack, overpowering the south American business man into a corner and stomping the living hell out of him.
DUCKY: And his opponents...
The lights dim while Jackson whips DSM to the opposite corner and gives him a hard spear into it.
The End of all Hope by Nightwish plays again and this time El Omega 23 walks calmly into the ring.
DUCKY: From South America, the team of Diego San Martin and El Omega 23!
Landon Jackson is firmly in control and sets up Diego for the Razor's Edge type of move that he calls the Breakdown. As he has Diego up in the air, he notices Omega walking down the ramp, the mask man makes a cutthroat signal with his finger and it's enough to distract Jackson long enough for Diego to wriggle himself out of his precarious position and reverse into a sunset flip type of pin.
1...
2, KICKOUT!
Diego San Martin doesn't lose any second and rushes to his corner to make a tag, Jackson follows right behind but is unable to stop him. The tag is made and Omega rushes in with a swift double leg takedown and mounted punches on the ground, he picks up Jackson who fights back with a chop, Omega responds with a hard knee that doubles Landon over and whips him to the corner where he delivers a jumping splash.
MURPHY: Omega taking control early.
A tag is made and DSM jumps into the second turnbuckle, Omega body slams Jackson and "The Alpha Brain" follows it up with an elbow drop, he picks up Landon and puts him on a headlock before making another quick tag.
GOLDEN: If Landon doesn't make something happen quickly this is going to be a long night for him.
Omega jumps back into the ring and kicks Jackson in the midsection, Diego releases the hold and exits the ring while Omega backs his foe into the corner and delivers a series of powerful chops, the strongly built south American goes to whip Jackson to the opposite corner but gets reversed with a Waki Gatame takedown by Landon who starts working for his "The Finale" crossface.
MURPHY: This might be what you were talking about Dom.
Both men struggle for the hold, long seconds of drama as both are giving it all on the ring, Omega is finally able to roll forward and out of the move, both men get back to their feet and its El Omega 23 who recovers the advantage with an inverted atomic drop followed by a powerful big boot that sends Landon Jackson to the canvas.
GOLDEN: Landon Jackson is a hell of a competitor but I think he can't handle 2 men at once.
MURPHY: At least not this two.
Omega sets up for a inverted suplex and lands it, delivering Jackson stomach first to the top rope where he's left hanging. Omega makes the tag and both men run across the ropes to get momentum on a run back to Jackson who pushes himself off the ropes and out of the ring just in time to avoid a double running knee to the head.
GOLDEN: Smart move by Jackson, that move might have been the end for him.
Jackson starts slowly retreating down the ramp while the ref counts him out, he has an angry look on his face as a seemingly pleased DSM whispers instructions to Omega in the ring. Landon shows no intentions of returning to the ring which garners the boos from the crowd. The referee reaches 10 and the bell rings.
DUCKY: And the winners of this match due to a count out, Diego San Martin and El Omega 23.
The crowd elicits a mixed reaction for the South Americans. Diego seems to be asking for a mic while Landon Jackson is at the top of the ramp.
SAN MARTIN: Landon, I'll make sure that T-shirt reaches you in time.
Diego San Martin drops the mic and raises his hand in victory.
GOLDEN: Well, they don't call him The Alpha Brain for nothing.
MURPHY: Yep, he outsmarted Jackson. We have to go to a break but still to come, Hakai Dragon defending the Ironman title against Mr. Nice Guy and Ian Jones v/s John Brandenburg to determine the first ever RPW heavyweight champion.
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We are in the locker room of Mr.Nice guy where Ian Jones is seen talking to him.
NICE GUY: Come on Jones, this is my shot!
JONES: I know, and I'm sorry, but this is for the greater good.
NICE GUY: Are you sure this needs to be done?
JONES: 100%, but don't worry, I'm gonna make sure you get a fair shot at the title.
NICE GUY: Do I have your word?
JONES: Yes, for the empire!
NICE GUY: For the empire!!
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MURPHY: Ladies and Gentlemen, it is that time of the night! It's time for the Iron Man Championship Match, let's go to Ducky for the introductions.
DUCKY: The next match is set for one fall and is for the Iron Man Championship!!!!!!!! Introducing first, weighing in at 224 pounds, from London, England...... the challenger....... MR. NICE GUYYYYYYYY
MNG double jumps his way onto the ramp then walks towards the ring turning briefly with his back to the ring and throwing up the bullhorn symbol. He steps through the ropes, raises both arms pointing skyward then goes to each side of the ring getting showered with a mix of boos and cheers from each side
DUCKY: And now, weighing in at 221 pounds... haling from Sendai, Japan .... The current RPW Iron Man Champion!!!!!!!!!
Lights drop out again and the crowd explodes with excitement.
DUCKY: HAAAAKKKAAIIII DRRRAAAGGGOOOOONNNNN!!!!
The blue spotlight hits the Dragon standing on the center of the entrance ramp with the title around his waist and the rising sun facing the crowd. Snap turn to the ring with a ferocity in his eyes and bolts to the ring, slides in and goes to the second turnbuckle raising the title over his head.
MURPHY: Another city, another rousing response to our champion here. He has an intensity on his face that has MNG staying in his corner just waiting out the crowd noise here.
GOLDEN: MNG is going to take our champion to the limit here on WNR. He's a smart man and knows not to rush the champion as that has been the downfall of his.
Dragon hands his belt to the referee who holds it in the air signaling that it is on the line, the bell rings signaling the start of the match, the ref goes to give the title to the bell keeper but Nice Guy cuts him off and takes the title away from him, quickly bashing the unsuspecting champion with it.
MURPHY: What in the world!?
The bell quickly rings again! And the crowd is mad and booing hard.
DUCKY: The winner of this match via DQ, and STILL IRONMAN CHAMPION!!! HAKAI DRAGON!!
But Hakai doesn't look like much of a champion as Mr. Nice Guy lays it hard on him, Hakai is busted open on the head and bleeding, Nice Guy doesn't seem to care as he keeps punching Dragon while the crowd fills him with jeers. Nice Guy starts setting up Dragon and hits his finishing maneuver, a front flip piledriver landing the champion headfirst on his title belt.
GOLDEN: BAD MAN DESTROYER!!
All of a sudden Ryan Mercy, Malcolm Valenzuela and Gary Grapplin rush down to the ring to some cheers, Nice Guy quickly exits the ring and makes his escape through the crowd. The three wrestlers help Hakai to his feet and help him walk to the back.
MURPHY: What a disappointment, that could've been a finematch, I hear we have another video from Kirk, let's hope this gives us a little more information
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*The following footage was captured on security camera at Orlando Regional Medical Center *
Thursday February 9th 2012
- "Wake Up" by Mad Season -
"Ok one time for the record: I'm Dr Cameron Phillips with patient Kirk Cobain."
The office is spartan, without windows. Along the ceiling fluourescent lighting glares down. Cobain is in a wheelchair, wearing a neck brace, accompanied by a drip bag on a wheeled stand. "Kirk, I'm going to read from your record here. Maybe this will convince you not to leave our care."
"A pair of partially separated ribs. Six weeks to heal in most cases, four with good medical care. Numerous bruised ribs surrounding the area. Inflamed bursa sack in the elbow - two weeks to heal. Whiplash - unknown recovery time. Numerous bruises and contusions - one week, maybe two. Traumatic blunt force trauma to the neck and throat. Recovery time is measured in months."
The doctor rubs at her hairline with one hand in exasperation and directs her attention back to the recording camera. "Patient refused all offers of morphine. Stated that said morphine was "poison" and that it had ended the lives of a list of musicians."
She refocuses back to the patient, "Kirk the only positive things I can see here are that you're recovering quickly, and that you're insured. With that in mind I can't sign your discharge papers without lining up a number of preliminaries. You're simply in no shape to leave the hospital, let alone return to the ring."
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GOLDEN: Cobain got the hell beat out of him, we knew that. Who cares exactly? There's no way he's going to be back in time to do anything at the End of the World show. He's irrelevant now.
MURPHY: Dom, sometimes I do not think you care a bit about our wrestlers here in the RPW. I mean really, the young man suffered some serious undue trauma all because Mr Nice Guy and Damien Wolfe have a chip on their shoulder.
GOLDEN: As you would say, moving on, all that's left is the RPW title match and I'm not gonna call that so have a nice time, Adios amigo!
Golden takes off his headset and starts walking away.
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RPW Heavyweight title match: Ian Jones v/s John Brandenburg.
Mastodon - Black Tongue plays and Damien Wolfe makes his way out down the ramp.
MURPHY: What is Damien Wolf doing out here.
Wolfe is greeted by boos and he makes it all the way down to the announce table where he sits on Golden's spot and puts on the headset.
WOLFE: Hey Mate, looks like you got yourself a new color commentator.
MURPHY: As long as that's all you are doing down here, that's fine by me.
WOLFE: I'd be proud to call how a British wrestler becomes the first REAL champion of RPW, plus my sole presence is raising the average capacity of our production crew, the idiots couldn't even get my name right on the dirt sheet.
"Guns of Brixton" by the Clash plays next
Ian Wolfe emerges out of the curtains and slowly but steadily makes his way down the ramp, he stops right beside the ring and gives the crowd a chilling stare before entering and bathing into the boos delivered by the hostile crowd.
Crowd reaction takes a 180 when John "The Brand" Brandenburg makes his appearance, cheers and chants start immediately as the submission specialist makes his way down the ramp, there's no time for games as he walks intensely into the ring for the official introductions.
DUCKY: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall with no time limit and it's for the vacant RPW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!
The crowd cheers and Ducky continues!
DUCKY: Introducing first, from London England, weighing in at 260 lbs, 18.6 stone. IAN JONES!!!!
The crowd boos wildly as Jones raises his arms in the air and signals for a belt on his waist.
DUCKY: And his opponent, from INGLEWOOD, CALIFORNIA! Weighing in at 200 lbs, JOHN "THE BRAND" BRANDENBURG!!!
The crowd explodes in cheers as Brand points his fingers to the sky, the referee raises the big gold belt into the air and the bell rings to signify the start of this match.
MURPHY: Here we go!!
Ian Jones points at Brandenburg, while he trash talks to him. He extends his arms and smiles in confidence, Brandenburg doesn't back down and gets on his face, trash talking back. Intensity is what fills the arena and the anticipation is at an all time high, "I'll make you tap" can be heard from Brandenburg's lips. Jones shoves him and the bell rings signaling the start of the match.
WOLFE: There's absolutely no way Jones taps tonight.
MURPHY: He did last week, didn't he?
Both men quickly lock up and they struggle for position, Jones starts to gain some feet and pushes Brand into the corner, the submission expert immediately reverses it and pushes the Brit against the corner instead. Both men struggle some more and another reversal gets Brandenburg with his back on the corner, the crowd is heating up and Brand manages to shove Jones away. Both men stare at each other hard as the crowd is loud in expectation.
MURPHY: Both men even for the start.
The Brit and The Brand circle each other before settling for another collar and elbow lock up, again a test of strength ensues and Jones slowly starts pushing John Brandenburg into the corner. Jones adds some fuel to the fire with a shove to the chest, Brand replies right back with one and Jones back downs, arm extended like saying "ok, ok, let's cool this off" he even looks to a side, but then quickly tries to catch Brand off guard with a punch, John blocks it an delivers one of his own that floors Jones. Jones rolls into the ropes and uses to get back to his feet, he rushes into his opponent but John jumps in with the Signature Brand!
MURPHY: The brand!!!
Jones wisely starts moving towards the ropes even before the move is locked in. Brand is forced to give up on his attempt, Jones rolls out of the ring to regroup and take a breather.
The crowd boos Jones intensely and he circles through the ringside area while the ref counts him out, Brand points at him and yells for him to get back in the ring, he obliges and both men start circling each other yet again. They are about to lock up but Jones kicks him in the mid section, he alternates kicks to the mid section and punches to the face until he's able to back Brand all the way into the corner. Brand roars and the crowd along with him! Brand starts working his way out of the corner with a series of chops; he whips Jones into the ropes and catches him the rebound with a spinning heel kick.
WOLFE: Come on Ian!!
Jones gets back up but Brand is waiting for him and plants him down with a vertical suplex. Jones once again rolls out of the ring but this time Brand ain't waiting and he baseball slides; both off his feet hit Jones on the chest and send him flying into the barricade. Brand pushes on with knife edge chops and kicks to the midsection. Brand now goes for a whip into the steel steps, REVERSAL!! Jones gets the whip and Brand is sent crashing into the steps.
MURPHY: Great reversal!
WOLFE: Indeed!
Boos come from the crowd and Ian Jones has a sadistic grin on his face, he picks up Brand and whips him against the steps again, he starts laying stomps on him and rolls him back into the ring to prevent a double count out. The Brand is noticeable worn down by the whips into the corner, he's having a hard time standing up and Jones helps him up and puts him on a bear hug, the crowd boos and Jones smiles while he tightens the hold. Jones doesn't want to slow the pace and follows actions up with a belly to belly suplex.
MURPHY: Momentum is clearly on the Brit's favor now.
Jones goes for the pin.
1...
2.....
KICKOUT!
Jones refuses to lose focus and he picks up Brand by the head, slamming it into a corner, he then releases a barrage of stomps to the midsection and refuses to stop until Brand is on the floor and the referee is breaking him off. Jones yells at the referee and then drops down to the mat to deliver some punches to John Brandenburg, he then starts asphyxiating him, the ref counts for him to release the hold and he does so right before 5.
WOLFE: That's BS, if Brand is allowed to use an Air Choke, Jones should be too!
Brandenburg is trying hard to get back into his feet but Jones gets there first and keeps the Submission specialist down with stomps, the crowd boos but that doesn't stop Jones from unleashing hard, he finally picks up Brandenburg and whips him into the crowd, Brand Bounces back, Brand gets spinebustered into the mat! Pin attempt by Jones again!
1...
2.....
KICKOUT!
MURPHY: Brandenburg refuses to stay down.
Jones starts to show a little frustration as he drags Brand into a corner, the mean brit starts unleashing forearms to the face before whipping John Brand into the opposite corner, Brand crashes back first into the corner and Jones is charging like a bull against him. Brand lifts ups a boot and nails his opponent in the face, backing him off. Brand takes a deep breath and starts fighting with shin kicks, he finally goes with a roundhouse to the body but Jones catches it, BRAND REVERSES WITH AN ENZUIGIRI! THE CROWD GOES WILD.
MURPHY: That might be the turning point of the match.
Both men struggle to regain their vertical bases; Jones uses the ropes for leverage and gets the first. Jones charges in but falls into a drop toe hold, Brand goes to work in some kind of leg lock but Jones is swift to crawl into the ropes before he gets into Danger. Ian Jones uses the ropes to get to his feet but Brand catches him on a rear waistlock, he rolls backwards into a pin!
1...
2.....
2,7!
KICKOUT!
MURPHY: Close call! We almost crown our first champion.
WOLFE: That was a fast count.
Brand is still moving slower than usual but he looks to be in control with the match, he attacks with more shin kicks, chops, a kick to the gut and a swinging neckbreaker, the crowd cheers while Jones once again finds refuge in the ropes, he uses them to get up but turning his back to Brand is not a good idea and the submission specialist jumps on it with a backstabber.
MURPHY: BLACK KNIGHT'S BRAND!!
But Jones manages to hold on to the ropes and Brand crashes down to the ground by himself, he turns around to find that Brandenburg is already on his feet, Jones eats a kick to the midsection and a fisherman suplex into a bridge.
1...
2.....
KICKOUT!
The crowd is very hot for our main event and even more when Brand goes into stalk mode, "BRAND! BRAND! BRAND!" the chant erupts, Jones stands up facing away from Brandenburg and this time the backstabber connects, Brand holds the chin lock for a second but hesitates and goes for a pin instead, he hooks the leg.
1...
2.....
2,5!
3???
NO! The referee raises two fingers in the air.
MURPHY: That's near fall like I've never seen, I'm gonna trust the referee on this one but I'd like to see a replay.
WOLFE: A replay would just show that the referee took the right decision.
Jones is favoring his back heavily while Brand is feeling it, he signals for the brand and the crowd goes insane, everyone is on his feet as John Brandenburg is about to seize the moment, Jones gets up and caught in a front face lock, DDT by Brand in the middle of the ring, the guilliotine is locked in, SIGNATURE BRAND! SIGNATURE BRAND!!!
MURPHY: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN WE ARE ABOUT TO HAVE NEW CHAMPION!!
WOLFE: NO WAY!!!
IAN JONES IS DESPERATE TRYING TO GAIN DISTANCE AND REACH THE ROPES.....HIS FACE IS TURNING RED AND HE SEEMS TO BE FADING, EVERY LAST ATTENDEE IS ON HIS OR HER FEET! SUDDENLY A CHORUS OF BOOS TAKES OVER.
MURPHY: What in the world??
WOLFE: He promised he wouldn't allow this to happen!! He's a man of his word!
DOMINIC GOLDEN IS RUSHING DOWN INTO THE RING, HE TRIES TO MAKE IT INTO THE RING BUT THE REFEREE GETS ON THE WAY! BRAND HAS HAD ENOUGH WITH GOLDEN AND HE RELEASES THE HOLD ON JONES WHO FALLS TO THE MAT STRUGGLING FOR AIR! BRANDENBURG HIP TOSSES GOLDEN INTO THE RING AND PLANTS HIM TO THE MAT WITH THE SIGNATURE BRAND!!!!
MURPHY: The Signature Brand on Dominic Golden!!
Golden taps out but John Refuses to release the hold, the crowd cheers as Golden goes limp and Brand throws him out of the ring.
MURPHY: Serves him right for interfering.
WOLFE: I hope you get caught in that someday Murph.
The Brand is now free to get back to the task at hand but just as he turns around he falls right into a recovered Ian Jones and a fierce kick to the midsection! Brand is doubled over; Jones starts setting up for The Punisher, his finishing maneuver! HE CONNECTS! VERTEBREAKER on BRAND! The Crowd Boos wildly! Jones hooks the leg!!
1...
2.....
MURPHY: THIS CANT END LIKE THIS!!!
2,5!
WOLFE: THIS IS IT!
2,999999999999!!
MURPHY: KICKOUT!!!, The BRAND LIVES!!!
The referee confirms the 2 count!
The crowd sighs with relief, another "Brand " chant emerges, Ian Jones with a cutthroat signal, he picks up Brand, kick to the gut, HE GOES FOR THE PUNISHER VERTEBREAKER AGAIN!!! BRAND WIGGLES FREE AND BACKFLIPS OUT OF IT, HE JUMPS ON HIS BACK FOR A BLACK KNIGHT'S BRAND!! JONES REVERSES IT AND USES HIS ARMS TO SEND HIM FORWARD IN A STANDING SNAPMARE, JONES TURNS BRAND AROUND AND PLANTS HIM WITH A DDT, JONES WITH THE SIGNATURE BRAND!!!!!
MURPHY: WHAT!!!???
WOLFE: If that move is legal for Brandenburg, it's legal for everyone!!!
The crowd is still on their feet, Jones squeezes, Brand refuses to fall to his own maneuver, he struggles, Brand posts up with his legs and uses his weight to put Jones off balance, Jones has his shoulders on the mat, the referee is forced to count!!
1...
WOLFE: Brand is going to tap!!
2.....
MURPHY: JONES IS GONNA GET PINNED
.....
JONES RELEASES THE HOLD AND KICKS OUT!!!
MURPHY: Holy mother of god, this match is going to make my heart go out.
WOLFE: Maybe then we'd get a better play by play announcer, just saying!
Both men have given their all in this match and look exhausted, both are still on the mat and the ref has to count them!
1....2....3.....
WOLFE: I think this is my cue, see ya murph.
4.....5....
Damien Wolfe gets his headset off and jumps into the apron to many jeers from the crowd.
6....7.....
WOLFE: COME ON JONES GET UP!!!
8.....
Both men are very close to their feet.
9.....
And both men are finally up, Brand uses the ropes to get up and finds himself face to face with Damien Wolfe who extends and raises his hands before jumping off the apron, Brand is surprised but he turns around to continue the match, PUNISHER BY IAN JONES!!!!
Massive boos shower the arena as Brand crashes hard into the mat courtesy of Jones's vertebreaker, this is the second time he suffers it this match and he looks to be out, Jones is tired as well and struggles to make the cover, he slowly crawls and throws his arm over..
1...
2.....
MURPHY: IS THIS IT?
2,5!
2,7!
3, 3, 3!!!
The bell rings!!
"Guns of Brixton" by the Clash plays but is drowned out by boos!! Even Ducky's voice is hard to hear.
DUCKY: .....Winner.........conte.................NEW!!!.............eight Champion!!! .............. ONES!!!
The boos of the crowd don't stop as Mr.Nice Guy rushes down the ramp, Wolfe takes the title away from the referee and awards it himself to Ian Jones, all the brits are standing tall in the ring with their arm raised, balloons start coming down from the ceiling and Jones lifts the title in the air. Boos is all we can hear as even Murphy is speechless. Mr.Nice Guy and Damien Wolf climb the corners of the ring and raise their arms!
But all of sudden the celebration is cut short as the arena goes dark, the jeers from the crowd die down and a ticking clock takes over the sound system as letters dripping in blood appear on the big screen,
"THE END IS AT HAND"
"RELISH ON YOUR PRESENT JOY"
"MAKE THE MOST OF THE TIME YOU HAVE LEFT"
"CHOOSE WISELY"
"YOU ONLY HAVE ONE SHOT TO SAVE IT ALL"
A maniacal laugh is heard as what can be best described as a chorus of a demonic cult starts chanting:
"ABERNATHY, ABERNATHY, ABERNATHY, ABERNATHY, ABERNATHY, ABERNATHY, ABERNATHY, ABERNATHY, ABERNATHY"
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++SHOW FADES TO BLACK+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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