What you've all been waiting for...

SAAAAAAAAAAAVVAAAAAAAAAGGGE!
SAAAAAAAAAAATUUUUUURDAAAAAY!
NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!

The match bell rings, and Drezdin and Chernikov look ready to lock up. However, as they're about to lock up, the fans immediately start booing at them. The two look angry and start mouthing off to the fans, however these die-hard fans respond by lobbing trash at the competitors! An empty popcorn bag! A soda cup! A half-eaten hot dog! Chernikov catches the hot dog in mid-air and begins to eat it, only for his face to scrunch up in disgust! He ate a liverwurst!

The fans continue throwing more increasingly bizarre items! A tee-shirt! Toys! A rubber dildo! Shit! The fans are now lobbing shit at Drezdin and Chernikov, letting them know exactly what they think of them! Drezdin and Chernikov hang their heads and go back to the locker room in shame, while the fans are ccheering at their departure, along with one single chant as they exit.

*GUILLOTINE!*GUILLOTINE!*GUILLOTINE!*GUILLOTINE!*

The lights go out! As they come back up, we see both Drezdin and Samson at the top of the ramp, with John Madison's guillotine right in front of them! They get really scared, wave their arms like muppets, and run off in terror! The fans are going wild! Suddenly, the X-Tron lights up.

Hi!

If either of you two pull a stunt like that again...

THWOCK!

The guillotine drops and the fans go crazy!


We see both men already in the ring! Caius is stretching and pulls a hamstring! He starts hopping around, and then collapses on the mat, clutching his right hammy! Shade quickly runs in and applies a half crab to Caius!

Gaylord Cockshafer: This is a freak accident! I can't believe it!

Mike Stump: Believe it, Gaylord, this is a rough sport, and sometimes misfortune strikes!

Caius wails in pain as Shade wrenches in the half crab! The bell hasn't even sounded to start the match! Referees are running into the ring to pull Shade away from Caius! Shade releases the hold, and stands in the corner, and watches silently as medics attend to Caius! Suddenly, we're greeted with a ton of pyro and a shower of sparks on the stage. Ophelia McVeigh and his gf, Ann-Thraxxx McVeigh, are in the middle of the ring, holding a microphone. He glares at the crowd through a pair of shades, smirking sardonically at the thouands of screaming fans. He lifts the microphone to speak as Shade watches silently.

OM: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Savage Saturday Night. The name's Ophelia McVeigh, and beside me is THE most ravishing woman on Goddess' green earth, THE most beautiful woman I've ever set my eyes on, my fair lady, Ann-Thraxxx McVeigh--

ATM: We've been called in to tell you all about the chip within my darling O.M.'s possession, the red poker chip granting the two of us ten of Sin City's finest escorts.

O.M.: Being with Ann, I didn't really need any other girls (or guys) in my life... that is, till we realized we did have ONE purpose they could fill...

Nine women and one man walk out, all with bleached blonde hair with raven black highlights, white face paint, black streaks below their eyes, black lipstick, and black tees with "McVeigh Security" written across the front in blood.

ATM: Ladies and gentlefucks, please allow me to introduce you to our security force, aka our PERSONAL hit squad. Not to mention our maids, our chauffers... our personal fleet of sex slaves. Whatever we want, we'll find in them.

OM: These ten foul, lost souls have been SAVED and baptised in the blood of our enemies. They've been sanctified, their souls cleansed of all outside influences... basically what I'm saying to all you boorish ingrates is that these ten will do whatever we want, WHENever we want it.

ATM: So, we thank the management here on Savage for instating the chip system. It's a great system of encouragement for our stars to put everything on the line, to risk it all for that shot at fortune... three chips, and any of us have a shot at the gold. And I just know my little babooshkah will take all three and become YOUR next Universal champ.

OM: Not too shabby if I do say so myself.

ATM: People, welcome to SSN... we'll see you later on tonight when Ophelia decimates Nico right here in the middle of the ring. Stay ugly, you gaggle of filthy wretches!!!

OM and ATM drop their mics and walk out of the ring, then up the ramp to a showers of boos. When they arrive before their security squad, Ophelia snaps his fingers, and they part, as OM & ATM step through the curtains, followed by their team of lackeys. Shade is still standing in the corner, watching silently.


The bell rings and John Black immediately takes advantage of the X-Treme Rules setting by headbutting Madison with his metal mask. Madison never saw it coming and stumbles back and falls through the ropes. Black is laughing his black ass off watching Madison crawl up to her feet. He jumps off of the ring apron with the mask in hand, and smashes her over the head face with it!

Gaylord Cockshafer: Madison is knocked the fuck out!

Mike Stump: You know, John Black was talking shit all week about how he was going to tap that ass. This could be his opening!

Black takes his time with getting Madison into the ring. He's groping her all over as he slides her under the bottom rope. Black turns Madison over and spanks her ass! He then turns her back over and pins her.

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Gaylord Cockshafer: Black could have won this early if he hadn't got sidetracked! She was outcold!

Mike Stump: Yeah, but getting to have your way with an unconscious chick is a win in itself.

Gaylord Cockshafer: That's sick, Mike. Thankfully those days are over for you seeing as how your nothing but a torso.

Mike Stump: Hah, you'd think...

Black rams Madison shoulder first into the corner and pulls her out of it with a release German suplex. He throws her into the opposite corner and this time he dives into her with a splash! Black covers Madison.

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Kick out.

Black swings his feet under the bottom rope and goes outside of the ring. He takes a folded up metal chair back into the ring with him and slaps it down on the mat. He picks up Madison and goes for brain buster on top of the chair but Madison blocks and reverses into a snap suplex onto the chair! Madison pins Black immediately!

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Madison keeps black down by utilizing a headlock, giving her some time to regain her energy. She takes Black and throws him into the ropes. She hits Black on the return with a heel kick that flattens him out. Madison stalks Black as he recovers to his feet and takes him out with a Enziguiri. After that she tries to hit Black with a missile drop kick but he moves out of the way and she lands butt-first onto the steel chair that's still in play.

Black gives Madison a Samoan drop on the chair and hooks the leg.

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Kick out!

Black is going to try to end this now as he hoists Madison for the Blastarr cradle piledriver, but she plants her feet back onto the ground and punches him in the balls! She then grabs the chair and smashes him over the back with it. Madison gives Black a powerbomb onto the chair and rolls him up.

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Kick out!

Madison senses that the end may be near after that close count. She attempts the Blood Diamond spinning hurricanrana but it gets reversed into a sitout powerbomb by John Black. Black holds her in the sitout position and gropes her titty while he pins her.

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Black throws Madison into the ropes and tries to pick her up but Madison reverses into the Blastarr spinning hurricanrana! She pins Black.

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Winner: Madison Monroe

After the match, Madison tries to celebrate her victory but gets knocked out after a chair shot from John Black! Black then pulls out some fuzzy black handcuffs and restrains Madison with her hands behind her back. John takes Madison up the ramp way, carrying her on his shoulder. Once he passes through the curtain he's attack by Madison's man Makaveli! Black drops Madison as Mak lays into him with punches. Once he's taken care of Black he goes to try to help Madison. That gives Black the little bit of a time that he needs to recover. He grabs a monkey wrench and whacks Mak over the back of the head! Black then drags Madison into the parking lot as she kicks and screams. Black opens the trunk of his gold Cadillac with spinning rims. Madison tries to run away but he tackles her to the ground and slaps her. He picks her up and tosses her into the trunk next to a shovel and some rope. He's about to close the lid when he's attacked from behind by Mak! Mak has a nasty wound on the back of his head but he's not going to let that stop him from protecting his girl! Mak takes Madison out of the trunk and sets her down on the ground.

Mak throws a punch but Black blocks it and and nails him in the throat with an uppercut. Black sends Mak head first into one of the car doors and pushes him away.

Black decides that he's had enough and drives off, leaving behind Mak and Madison.


The match begins with Ophelia ducking a punch from Nico and hitting him with a drop kick. Ophelia throws Nico into the ropes and catches him on the chin with a forearm strike. Ophelia then comes off the top rope with a flying lariat to put down Nico. Ophelia takes Nico to the center of the ring and delivers the Opheliac Attack (Canadian Destroyer) and makes the pin.

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After the match Ophelia takes Nico and gives him the Edge of the Glory (Outsiders Edge) and kicks him out of the ring so that he can celebrate.


We see Jon Willis already in the ring, talking back and forth with a fan ringside, as Dim begins to enter the arena. He's wearing nothing but a towel and is holding a picture of Peter Gilmour in a moderately priced frame. As he gets to the ring, he takes the towel off and wraps it around the picture, and places it in a corner. He then pulls out a bottle of oil and begins to oil his naked body.

Gaylord Cockshafer: Looks like Dim is going full on Greco-Roman with the Anarchy champion tonight!

Mike Stump: Sure, that's what it looks like. I'm unhappy to be watching this right now.

Once Dim is thoroughly greased up, Jon Willis turns to face his opponent! Both men go to tie up, but Dim slips easily through the grasp of Jon Willis and kicks him in the stomach! Dim rolls outside and reaches under the ring and pulls out a blow torch! He rolls back inside, ignites himself, and delivers a flaming clothesline from hell to Jon Willis! He stops, drops, rolls, then pins!

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Dim has doused himself of the flames! He pulls a Bud Light Lime from nowhere and starts to drink it as he puts his towel back on! He places the picture of Peter Gilmour on Jon Willis as he leaves.


Silver looks poised and ready for this match as she looks on top of her game. However, as she looks across the ring, she can tell Travis McCoy has become a wreck. His stance has become slouched, his body slightly out-of-shape. It's clear that he's weakened and vulnerable.

Silver smiles as she pounces on the attack, punching McCoy into the corner. Silver then goes onto the top rope and laughs as she rains blows on McCoy from above. McCoy tries taking the upper hand by countering this position into a powerbomb, however Silver shows intuitiveness of her own and reverses it into a hurricanrana. Silver with the pin.







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Kick-out.

Silver drags McCoy up and goes for an Irish Whip, however McCoy reverses it and snaps Silver back. He then kicks her in the gut and lands a solid DDT. Silver holds her head as she scrambles to the ropes, meanwhile McCoy retreats to the outside to catch his breath. Remembering that this match is under X-treme Rules however, he goes under the ring and pulls out a steel chair. He slides back into the ring with it, however Silver notices him, and thumbs him in the eye as soon as he slides back in, causing him to drop the chair.

Silver then notices an opportunity here, and measures up McCoy's head-- WHAM! A massive chair shot from Silver lands. McCoy suddenly looks wobbly on his feet as he goes back to the ropes. Another chair shot by Silver-- WHAM! Again to the head! McCoy slumps to the ground as Silver looks to put McCoy away early. She places the chair right underneath his head and measures him up. As soon as he kneels over right on top of the chair-- OH MY GOD! Silver lands a massive Curb Stomp on Travis McCoy, and McCoy isn't moving. Silver goes for the pin...



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We see JB still riding in his golden Cadillac in the streets of Sin City, he then pulls up on a red light and we see him grinning.

Tonight Madison, you were lucky that I didn't bury you six feet deep. I wanted to caress your light skin body that would end up on my Bed post to death. You Makaveli had the nerve to protect your lady during that post match, I hope you enjoy that concussion you have, because you have fucked with the wrong brotha. You can diss me all you want, but this will be the last time you get involved with me.

Then the lights turn green and he drives off into a nearby garage and parks his car there. He shuts off the engine and leaves the car there to stall as he walks somewhere.

Makaveli and Madsion, you both are in for some deep six shit from me. I don't care about winning or losing in this company, I want to tell you BOTH that your time here in XWF will be fucking limited, if not by me, but by head honchos themselves IF they tell me that i'm booked against one of you bastards!

Then we see him walking away the the garage, only for it to blow in a manner of seconds, as the camera fades into the flamed garage where JB once parked the car in.

Appreciate the work and effort as always. Hopefully we can all start to build these shows up more with a bit more activity in terms of roleplaying, IRL stuff can be a bitch at times.

Hopefully get to do something down the line with Travis again. His lack of roleplaying for this match was completely personal reasons (good reasons) and not no showing. Because of that it didn't give him much chance to put anything into this one but hopefully we come together again at some point in the future and can do something good.

I'd love another match with you down the road silver. I had a really good idea for a promo I just couldn't get it going.

New babies are so needy...

Babies > XWF

I really wish Nico could have put something up, but I'm sure he was busy. Nico, if you read this, hopefully I'll see ya down the line.