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Savage Saturday Night 4/14/2018 part 1
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"Loverboy" Vinnie Lane Offline
The Guy
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(cheered; very rarely plays dirty but isn't lame either; many likable qualities)


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04-15-2018, 05:22 PM

**Note: This will be the final Savage that includes YouTube videos for everybody's entrances. No reason to load that much data on a single page every time the thread is opened or commented on.



LIVE EVERY SATURDAY NIGHT!




FROM STUDIO 7 - UNIVERSAL STUDIOS - HOLLYWOOD, CALIFORNIA


X-Treme Wrestling Federation Presents:





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Rain
- vs -
Jenny Myst
Three stages of hell:
1. Hardcore / 2. Submission / 3. Ladder
Winner receives the famous Gilly Lunchbox 12/7 briefcase
Ref: Chaz Bobo
4 RPs max, 1k limit per RP



Stone Cold Steve Austin
- vs -
Ghost Tank
- vs -
Kenneth "Boobie" Williams
Triple Threat, 1 Fall
Ref: Mika Hunt
4 RPs max, 1k limit per RP



Chris Valerius
- vs -
Frodo Mother Fucking Smackins
- vs -
Benny Blowjobs
Triple Threat, 1 Fall
Ref: Richard Wang
4 RPs max, 1k limit per RP



Jonathan Willis
- vs -
Muddy Waters
Standard Match
Ref: Mika Hunt
3 RPs max, 2k limit per RP



Television Championship
Chris Chaos
- vs -
Mezian
Standard Match
Ref: Chaz Bobo
2 RPs max, no word limits



X-treme 24/7 Championship*
Jackson Hart
- vs -
Christian Andrews
X-treme Rules
*Guaranteed X-treme Title match, meaning if the title changes hands before this match, the NEW champion is forced into the match to make it a triple threat!
Ref: Lawanda Sass
3 RPs max, 2k limit per RP



MAIN EVENT
Random Partners X-treme Survival Gold Rush** (Survivor Series)
Scully
Pestalance
N.A.Z.I.
Hate Nation John Ron Cena
- vs -
Jeremiah "Impact Dixon"
Jackie Peppers
The Aurora Effect
Vangis Greaves
Surviving members of winning team receive future title shots of staff's choosing
**Attacks, counter attacks, and match spots (including ref specific interactions) match participants send to Shane via PM or Discord MAY affect who does or doesn't survive. Get creative and send something in to really spice this match up!
Ref: Richard Wang (he says DQ and Count Outs are ON!)
3 RPs max, 2k limit per RP











Before we're taken to the show, camera fades in from black and Vangis Greaves is seen sitting on the front steps of his estate. His head is down and he has on headphones. His head moves to the beat of the music. The camera moves in slowly. He continues to move his head to the music. The closer the camera gets the louder his music gets. He seems to be listening to Kodak Black - Roll in Peace. He slowly raises his head and looks directly into the camera. The camera continues to move closer and closer, so close you can notice Vangis' pupils slightly dilating and constricting to adjust to the light. Then, the music stops. Vangis speaks...

"SHOWTIME."

Vangis stands. Camera to black. Camera fades to the show opener at Universal Studios!








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Rain
- vs -
Jenny Myst
Three stages of hell:
1. Hardcore / 2. Submission / 3. Ladder
Winner receives the famous Gilly Lunchbox 12/7 briefcase
Ref: Chaz Bobo
4 RPs max, 1k limit per RP





"Here comes the Rain again", by Skylar Grey hits and the colors of the arena begin to flash quickly and vibrantly, akin to a trance club. Rain walks out through the curtains, the xTron displaying -- '#iAm'

'...iLLUMINATED '

Pyro of every color pours down upon the stage, as Rain saunters out.. He wears a t-shirt reading-- '#BELiEVE' on the front // 'or be left behind' on the back. The fans offer up a split reaction, some calling for his head (familiar territory, to say the least). However, some cheer on 'The Storm' as he sprints down the ramp, slides under the bottom and hops on the middle rope, raising the horns. The cheers and jeers of the fans reverberate throughout the building, as Rain prepares for war.



Jenny enters the arena when the Drums hit for the first time in her entrance music, Around the 20 second mark. She is usually taunting the fans or pretending to give high fives and the pulling away at the last moment with a sarcastic smirk and an eye roll. When she gets to the ring:

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Jenny wastes no time, going after Rain immediately, backing him into the corner with a flurry of punches. He puts his arms up to brace it. She knees him in the stomach then slaps him in the face. Jenny then rams her shoulder into the mid section 4 or 5 times before sitting Rain on the middle rope. Strattling the middle rope on either side, Jenny lifts Rain into a suplex, and drops him flat on his back in the center of the ring.

Bouncing off the ropes Jenny hits a moonsault onto the mid section of Rain. She throws her arms up and yells out, a crazed look on her face.

She rolls out of the ring and then goes under it. Pulling out various objects, she tosses them into the ring. A Stop Sign, two chairs, a kendo stick, a baseball bat, a trash can.

Rain is getting to his feet. Jenny takes the aluminum trash can and put its on his head, covering the top half of his body.

Oh no! She bounces off the ropes and drop kicks the trashcan which covers him! He drops flat and she comes off the ropes on the other side with a cartwheel into an elbow drop on the trashcan as well.

Rain is inside that trash can!

Jenny picks up the kendo stick, looking at it with a crazy smirk. Rain is still inside the trash can. She stands him up and takes his leg out with the stick. Jenny is on a rampage! Rolling back out of the ring, she sets up a table on the outside. She stands Rain up on the top rope, trash can, now dented, still over the top of his body. She looks at the table.

No! No don't do this!

Bombs away!

Jenny hits a fall away slam........


Off the top rope.


THROUGH THE TABLE


Rain is damn near broken in half. The trashcan slides off, Rain is bleeding. Jenny is hurting as well. Both are down for a bit before Jenny crawls into the cover.

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3!

Jenny has won the first stage!

Chaz Bobo is checking on Rain, who is out. Jenny yells at him to count! She is going to try to win the submission stage by default!

Chaz is hesitant, as he wants to actually see a submission. Jenny gets in his face and tells him to count, lift the arm, do something!

Chaz hesitates again and Jenny rolls her eyes, locking in a sleeper. Chaz lifts the arm.


Drops.


Lifts again


Drops.



Lifts a third time.






Drops.


Jenny has won the second stage.


She now sees the finish line. Stomping on Rain a few more times, she goes under the ring and pulls out a ladder, sliding it into the ring.

Setting up the ladder, the 12/7 briefcase is lowered down from the ceiling. She looks up at it. Jenny grins and slowly begins to climb, taking her time. Just as she gets about half way up, however, the crowd begins to cheer as Rain is in the ring. Rain begins to climb the ladder. Rain begins to trade blows with Jenny as the crowd is suddenly into this boring match. Jenny slams Rains face off the ladder rung. The two climb to the top. They are fighting on the top of the ladder! Jenny gets the upper hand. She punches Rain and he falls off the top of the ladder, landing with his midsection over the top rope before flipping and landing on his back. Jenny dusts off her shoulder and grabs the briefcase, hugging it close with crazed smile on her face.







Vangis Greaves is seen backstage after just arriving to the arena, possibly on the look out for more beautiful women to hang out with before his match, or possibly looking for his locker room. Either way, he had been looking through each door he could in the arena, but so far, he had no luck. Finding janitorial closets, rooms for the tech needed to set up for the shows, some rooms just being more of the men, getting ready for their matches.

There was one door left, and so he let out a prayer for some beautiful busty ladies, turned the knob and yanked it open, revealing absolute darkness. In the shadows, a neon green eye cut through the blackness, before chuckling softly, darkly.

Don't worry, Mister Tenobun. You don't have to worry. It's nothing.

Some muffled sounds could be barely heard by Greaves, and hesitantly, he would look for a light switch. When he did, he slowly moved a finger to flip the switch to on, and as light flooded into the room, lights flickering to life, and revealing that this room, was full of blood. Ghost Tank looking right towards Vangis, grinning with those disgusting black teeth being bared to him.

Y'see, he didn't want to leave me alone. Apparently something about an autograph...

Ghost Tank took a knife, and began to carve his initials into the flesh of the tied and gagged man's belly. Once done, he looked back to Vangis and held up the knife to point at him.

Do you want my signature too?

Vangis then turned the lights off, and slowly closed the door. Once it was shut completely, he simply had no words for what he just saw, and began to walk away.








Jonathan Willis
- vs -
Muddy Waters
Standard Match
Ref: Mika Hunt
3 RPs max, 2k limit per RP





Jonathan walks down the ramp, slides into the ring, and begins warming up in the corner, shadow-boxing and stretching, getting his body primed and ready to inflict as much damage as possible.



Muddy Waters comes down to the ring, probably drunk.

Willis towers over Waters, the size advantage almost over bearing. Muddy seems to be stumbling around, holding the ropes to keep himself up. He stumbles forward, yelling some insensitive words toward Willis, and then points his finger at Willis, throwing his hand up to get it to his face. However, he stumbles as he does this and winds up stabbing Willis in the eye! Waters backs up, or stumbles backwards rather, and looks shocked.

Waters trys to plead his case to Willis but all he hears from Willis is the end of a big boot, slamming into his skull and forcing Muddy right onto the mat! Willis bounces off the nearby ropes, coming back looking for a quick leg drop but Muddy rolls out of the way. Willis is quick to his feet, as is Muddy, but as Willis charges toward him, Waters falls forward onto his face. Willis stops mid-charge and looks down, pathetically toward Waters.

Willis picks Waters up by his head, showing his strength as he lifts Waters up to his feet still holding his head. He then continues to lift Waters up, off the ground and into mid-air before setting him into a Torture Rack position! Here it comes... Psycho Driver 1! Waters lays flat in the ring, not moving from the damage of that move! Willis moves over to the feet of Muddy, and screams out toward him, letting him know that his plan was to hurt Muddy for showing up like this! He grabs Muddy's legs and puts them onto his shoulders, again using his strength to lift Muddy up off the ground and into a powerbomb position! BAM! He gets slammed once, and picked right back up! He switches it into a Liger Bomb though! Pinning!

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2....

NO! Wait, Muddy didn't kick out! Jon Willis let go of the pin! Muddy isn't moving in the ring as he brings Muddy back to his feet. However, Muddy has no strength to stand so as he starts to fall back to the ground Willis catches him and tosses him into the ropes to hold him up. He rolls Muddy over to face away from him as he dangles there against the ropes, before wrapping his arms across his body with a straight-jacket hold! He pulls Muddy backwards and nails a Straight Jacket Lung Blower, then rolls him over while still holding onto his arms, and locks in the Straight Jacket Camel Clutch! The ref has seen enough, Muddy is passed out in the ring and can't defend himself or even submit at this point, he calls it!

DING DING DING








Stone Cold Steve Austin
- vs -
Ghost Tank
- vs -
Kenneth "Boobie" Williams
Triple Threat, 1 Fall
Ref: Mika Hunt
4 RPs max, 1k limit per RP





Stone Cold Steve Austin stomps down to the ring.



Ghost Tank walks out wrists and ankles seemingly bound in solid steel manacles. The sound of the chains scraping along the entrance way. As the song hits its slowest part, he throws his arms out in a t pose, ripping the chains away, freeing himself. He then rips the chains off of his ankles before making his way to the ring.



Kenneth "Boobie" Williams saunters down to the ring.

The ref calls for the bell, and the match begins!

Ghost Tank simply stands tall, looking at both of his opponents, arms crossed. Austin and Kenneth look at each other, and with a double nod, they decide to form a quick alliance, as they bum rush Tank, with Austin attacking the knees, Kenneth going for the head. Tank fights through the attacks, knees buckling, bringing the giant man down to one knee, only for Kenneth to be grabbed by the back of the head and yanked towards GT's, headbutting the man not only unconscious, but his head is split open, bleeding heavily. Tank's own head bleeding, but he was made to fight in this kind of match. To bleed, to get stronger as he does so.

Austin, now seeing his temporary ally being dispatched, begins to kick Tank in the gut, beginning to send several knifehand chops to the monster's chest, causing Tank to be pushed into a corner. Austin begins to stomp him hard in the guts, then a couple of kicks to the knees, sending Tank to the ground, only to begin feeling a flurry of stomps on his chest and chest, as Austin stomps a mudhole in Tank, then walked away for a a moment, boasting to the crowd and to regain his ass kicking stamina. However, this allows Ghost Tank to also recover from the ass kicking. He begins to stand tall, and just as Austin turned to face GT, to try and kick some more ass, he'd see the massive man practically flying into him, spearing him hard! Ghost Tank, still bleeding, his chest showing red from all the chops and blood spilling down to it, stands up after the spear, looking at Austin, smiling wide to him. He picked him up, then begin the motion to suplex him, only to hold him straight up in the air like a human arrow. He then began to walk about the ring, performing lunges and after almost 30 seconds of this spectacle, Tank would finish toying with Austin, by performing a brainbuster to add insult to injury!

Now conscious, Kenneth slowly comes back into the ring, performing a Ric Flair chop block to the left knee of GT, bringing the man down to one knee! He rushes back into the ropes, fueled by adrenaline, and performs another but to the right one! The Beast is brought to both knees, as Kenneth goes back to bounce into the ropes, only to be hit with a spear! Ghost Tank spearing with such authority just from the starting position of being on his knees! Kenneth is rolling on the ground, until he finally falls off the side of the ring and onto the arena floor! By now, Austin has recovered from the dizziness and pain of being hit hard several times and the blood rushing to his brain from being held so long. As Ghost Tank moves to stand, favoring his left knee, Austin capitalizes and performs a series of chop blocks in quick succession, practically putting GT's knee out of commission! Austin would rest against a corner, admiring the handy work of taking out the Monster's knee. However, once a monster, always a monster, as he moved to stand up, only to feel his knee buckle and he fell back down. Austin rushes back in and as Tank moves to stand once more, to try and defend himself, Austin kicks the knee once more, causing Tank to fall back to his knees, and Austin sent a swift kick to his guts, before performing the Stunner on the big man! He's out for the count! Austin moves to cover GT, pulling a leg up while laying on him back first!

However when the ref went to go for a pin, GT kicked out powerfully, sending Austin flying up and over the ref's entire body and onto the mat. Ghost Tank growled loudly, as he used the ropes to stand up. Austin, recovering from being thrown like a ragdoll, rushes GT, aiming for the bad leg, only for the Monster to quickly turn around and perform his signature Pele kick with the bad leg, hitting Austin hard in the back of the neck, knocking him down to the ground. Ghost Tank then hops over to a corner, as Austin rolls onto his back. The mountain of a man uses his upper body to launch him up onto the top turnbuckle, landing on it with his good leg. He gauges the distance and using only his good leg, he jumps as high as he can go as he performs the massive Phoenix Splash, landing hard onto Austin's body, feeling like someone dropped an old school widescreen television set from the 90s landed on top of him!

Kenneth slides back into the ring and rushes to break up a potential pin before the ref can even get into position. Ghost Tank, more frustrated than anything, roars before pushing himself up to his feet, sending Kenneth stumbling backwards through sheer force. He stomps over to Kenneth, wrapping a giant hand around his throat. Kenneth struggles to free himself but Ghost Tank just chuckles before ripping him off the ground and setting him up in a powerbomb position. He drops him to the mat not once, not twice, but THREE fucking times before folding Kenneth up like a ragdoll for the pin.

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2.......






Three!

"Ich Tu Dir Weh" by Rammstein hits the speakers as Ghost Tank stands up straight, raising his closed fist in victory.

BUT WAIT!!! What's this?

Frodo Motherfucking Smackins, The Big Dick Playa, walks down to the ring, with no fanfare or music playing, just him covered in sweat, and oil, and naked save a yellow thong. He's slapping his dick as he does so. Ghost Tank is still inside the ring looking on as the referee is raising his hand in victory. The Hobbit slides into the ring, and pulls a black dildo right out of his ass, it's got a mixture of shit and lube on it, and he smacks it right across Ghost Tank's face! SPLAT!!!

"Next Savage, you and me. Straight up, just us two. No one else. No special stipulations, just you vs me in a match."

For effect he smacks Stone Cold in the face with the dildo as well before walking to the back!








Chris Valerius
- vs -
Frodo Mother Fucking Smackins
- vs -
Benny Blowjobs
Triple Threat, 1 Fall
Ref: Richard Wang
4 RPs max, 1k limit per RP





The venue goes as dark as possible as the first bassline drop hits like a gong. A dim blue light shines over the entranceway where Chris Valerius is waiting, head down, hood up.



Frodo slaps his balls on the side as he walks down the ring, trying to make sure the beast stays awake. When in the ring, he rubs it for a minute before eyeballing his opoonent.



Ice Cream Truck by Cazwell plays and Benny Blowjobs makes his way down to the ring followed by a stable of transexuals.

The bell rings, and Chris Valerius is standing there like a slack-jawed mule, drool hanging down the side of his mouth. Probably because he has the intelligence of a slack-jawed mule. Both Frodo and Benny look displeased at the youngster, and Frodo is quick to give him a DICK PUNCH! Chris slumps over, about to roll out of the ring... but Frodo keeps him upright! ANOTHER DICK PUNCH! AND ANOTHER! AND ANOTHER!

The crowd keep chanting and keeping count with each consecutive dick punch, and Benny has a wide grin in his corner as he watches the carnage unfold, a hand slowly sliding down his crotch. Is he getting off to seeing Chris Valerius getting dick punched? After about twenty dick punches, blood can be seen coming out of Chris Valerius' crotch as he starts convulsing. Frodo is about to kick the waste of space out of the ring, but Benny holds up his hands and tells Frodo to wait! Benny walks over to the fallen Valerius... AND STARTS TRYING TO UNZIP HIS DICK!

Just as Benny is about to expose Chris' bloody, destroyed dick, Frodo almost knees Benny's face off! Benny is holding his jaw as he gets back to his knees - eye level with Frodo - and mouths at the Dwarf "what the fuck?!"

"Sorry, playa. I'm the only real dick sucker around here. No homo. Actually, full homo."

As Benny and Frodo arguing about what to do with Chris' carcass, he staggers back to his feet - pants at his knees - and starts staggering towards both Frodo and Benny. They glance over, annoyed, as--

DOUBLE SHAOYUKEN TO CHRIS VALERIUS' DICK!

Valerius goes flying across the ring, holding his crotch as he rolls out. Tears start to stream out of his eyes because he's a fucking bitch. As Valerius' body hits the mat, Frodo turns his attention to Benny Blowjobs as the crowd go ecstatic - this is almost sort of a dream match to certain members of the crowd. Benny licks his lips in anticipation - he's been waiting for the opportunity to suck Frodo's dick.

As the two circle around the ring, throwing a couple of verbal barbs at each other - or I suppose flirts in Benny's case - Frodo lunges first with a dropkick to Benny's knee. Benny staggers back, holding his right knee as he winces, and Frodo doesn't let up! He bounces off the ropes, trying to go for a Shining Wizard-- but Benny moves out of the way! Frodo hits the mat as Benny jumps for a Senton. It hits, and Frodo wheezes as Benny goes for a quick pin in the 69 position.

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Frodo kicks out with a dick punch to Benny Blowjobs! Benny jumps off, clutching his little Bennies as Frodo does not look in the mood to play. Lunging, Frodo jumps in the air and hits the LOLNOPE! Benny gets shot out of the ring... as Chris Valerius rolls back into the ring, his pants finally back up and ready to throw down!

Frodo rolls his eyes as Valerius lunges-- SUPERKICK TO VALERIUS' GUT! Chris doubles over as he holds his gut. Frodo bounces off the ropes-- ANOTHER LOLNOPE! Valerius is floored as Frodo takes the ankle-- DEMI LOVATO LOOKS GOOD IN JEANS! THE ANKLE LOCK IS SNAPPED ON TIGHT AS VALERIUS IS SCREAMING OUT IN PAIN LIKE A LITTLE BITCH! He's not tapping though, as he's trying, trying, to crawl towards the ropes! But he can't make it! Frodo weighs too much! Somehow. Valerius raises his hand, about to tap...

BUT BENNY BLOWJOBS IS THERE, HOLDING VALERIUS' HAND AND PREVENTING HIM FROM TAPPING OUT! Valerius tries to use his other hand, but Benny grabs that too and shakes his head no! He brings his full body into the ring, revealing he's naked with a slightly bruised dick! AND HE SHOVES HIS DICK INTO CHRIS' MOUTH!

More tears begin to stream out of Chris' mouth thanks to being raped by Benny and still being in the ankle lock from Frodo. The referee is trying to get either one of them to let go, but both of them refuse-- BENNY BLOWJOBS EJACULATES OVER CHRIS AND FRODO! The variant of the GFY... hits...

Completely exhausted now, Benny sighs, and relaxes on the mat, hands behind his hand as Frodo looks confused, letting go of the ankle lock.

Benny scrambles, panting, over to Valerius' feet and grabs onto the bottom of his pants. Wiping some sweat from his brow, he wrestles Valerius' pants off as Frodo begins stomping on Valerius' head, over and over and over again as Benny wraps his lips around Valerius' bloody, bruised penis. Valerius is still clawing, swinging wildly in some attempt to get free, but his thrashing kicks to the side of Benny's head do little to help free him. After one last resounding stomp, Frodo leaves the ring and retrieves a DOUBLE SIDED DILDO from under the ring.

Who put that thing there?

He slides back into the ring and slaps Benny upside the face with the dildo, which doesn't faze the Billion Blowjob Man. He then drops for a pin while reaching around with the dildo, seemingly aiming for Benny Blowjob's puckering asshole!

Richard Wang, disgusted but enraptured by this new age art exhibit, begins to count as Frodo penetrates Benny.

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He then tries to maneuver the other side of the dildo to simultaneously sodomize Valerius.



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He does not seem to care about the physical improbability of such a feat.





Three!

Fun fact: the match you have just witnessed is actually Marina Abramovic's Rhythm 3. High art, motherfuckers.








Television Championship
Chris Chaos
- vs -
Mezian
Standard Match
Ref: Chaz Bobo
2 RPs max, no word limits





The words "FOLLOW ME" show up on the X-Tron screen as smoke billows at the entrance. Blue and white lights flicker. At the 10 second mark, he steps through the smoke wearing his jacket (Rated R Edge trench coat). Looking to both sides of the crowd. He walks slowly to the ring until he gets about 3/4 of the way down, then jogs and slides into the ring (edge style)...When he gets into the ring he gets up on the far turnbuckle and gets up on it, throwing both arms up.



Mezian comes down to the ring.


Mezian and Chaos circle each other. They share a few words and Chaos nods, with a grin on his face. They tie up! They wrestle back into the corner, with Mezian getting a few shots off, but Chaos quickly reversing, shoving Mezian back into the corner and showing a great striking display with some body shots. He then whips Mezian into the far corner and runs with a splash. Mezian stumbles into the center of the ring where Chaos hooks the leg for a leg sweep. Dropping Mezian on his face Chaos stays focused.

Chaos has evil intentions here, and he wants to hurt Mezian early on.

He immediatley grabs for the leg. He locks in a sharpshooter, trying to end this title defense quickly. Mezian is screaming, reaching for the ropes but Chris doesn't relent. He sits down deeper. Mezian realizes he is too far from the ropes, so he tries to spin and break the hold by wrenching Chris off him. Chaos sits deeper into the hold, but Mezian eventually manages to break the hold and use both legs to propel Chaos into the ropes. As Chaos comes back off the ropes, Mezian wraps him in a small package.



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Chaos pops up.

That was close!

Too Close.

Chaos looks at Mezian, running a hand through his hair. Mezian, limping a little, gets to his feet. Chaos goes for the spear, but Mezian moves and the momentum carries him into the corner where he hurts his shoulder.

Chaos is trying too hard to end it quick. He needs to slow down and disect Mezian, because if he keeps rushing he may be surprised.

Mezian pulls Chaos out of the corner and goes for a DDT but Chaos reverses and flips him over his shoulder into a sitting up position on the mat. He kicks him hard in the back with an audible thud and and OOOHHH from the crowd.

Mez winces and grabs at his back, but Chris grabs him by the head and in an athletic display flips over the top, bending Mezian in half with his face bouncing off the canvas.

I didn't know Chaos was that flexible!

He has Mezian down in the center of the ring. Picking him up by the head he locks him in for a DDT, Mezian is firing off body shots, but Chaos overpowers and flattens him with a DDT.


Cover.


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Mezian kicks out just before the 3 count. Chaos grins a sick grin.

I think he actually wanted a kickout there so he can torture Mez some more.

Chaos goes back for the leg, this time putting Mez in a half boston crab. He is putting pressure on the bad leg, already injured from earlier.

Mezian is crawling, reaching for the ropes. Chaos is yelling at him to tap out.

Using his good leg he once again pushes Chaos off. Chaos goes into the ropes, his midsection hanging over the top rope. Mezian, showing a lot of heart and determination, limps to his feet and clubs Chaos in the back of the neck. Getting the TV champ to the middle of the ring he locks the arms for a suplex.

Mezian wants to try some offense here, and stop the chaotic machine here.

Good luck.

Chaos is fighting off his arms, not letting him lock them in around his waist. Mez clubs him in the back of the head again, and goes to hook the hands once more. Chaos again breaks them, and reverses, shoving Mez face first into the corner, with his arms still locked around. He uses his legs to propel and throws Mezian behind him with a viscious suplex.

Chris sees this as an opportunity and crouches in the corner, going for a spear.

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Chaos gonna try to split Mezian in half here! My god!

Mezian wobbles to his feet. Chaos charges, but Mezian moves at the last second. Chaos, however, stops on a dime and reaches back with a massive super kick.

WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS!

Out of nowhere! Did you hear that impact!

Mezian bounces off the ropes and Chaos catches him on his shoulders.

Its over if he hits this!

EQUALIZER.

Chaos smirks then hooks the leg, his lng blond ehair flopping as he nods with each count.

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3!

Winner and STILLLLL XWF Television Champion, Chris Chaos!







The camera pans around a locker room, here we see Scully with his hood up and his left fist closed into the palm of his right hand. His hands were bandaged up as he looked to the floor and his wrestling attire was all on. Skull stands up from the chair and enters the shower area. He leans on a sink, his arms spread wide and each hand grasping the edge of the sink. The Scullmeister looks up and stares at his reflection in the mirror. It was like a scene of 8 mile, he nods his head as he begins rapping.

"Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted
One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?

Yo
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin'...."


Skull stops rappin' and smirks. He begins to talk to himself like crazy people normally do.

"Focus Scully, focus. This is your opportunity to lose.

Scully motivated himself to get in the zone.

"I'm going to go out there tonight and smash some faces. Smash some teeth down peoples throats. Whether it'll be any of my opponent's:

Princess Aurora the fictional character who appears in Walt Disney Pictures' 16th animated feature film Sleeping Beauty. Since I've been here, we haven't had any Disney wannabes. You're the first and you will be the last. The Aurora Effect will be put to sleep permanently.

Jackie Peppers, such a comedian. Mr. Fuckin' comedy, we'll see if you're laughing when you are Scullanated. Everyone will see what a joke you really are!

Vangis Greaves, Loverboy Vinnie Lanes long, lost sister. You may want to be back in the 80's with your Marty Janetty haircut but this is 2018. The year of Scully. I think it's about time you had a trim and I will cut you down to size.

And last of all, Jeremiah Dixon.
New kid on the block, suck alot a dick,
You're nothing but a fuckin' prick!
You're looking at the guy who'll make you wish you never joined the Xtreme Wrestling Federation.

My tag partner's... I don't need any of you. Get in my way and you will pay. The Main Event is all about me! I am the Main attraction, the King of the pride. I am #Made4TV and nobody is going to stop me being the last man standing! Da End, Scully Has Spoken!"


Scully smirks before cracking his knuckles and making his way to exit his locker room...








X-Treme 24/7 Championship*
Jackson Hart
- vs -
Christian Andrews
X-treme Rules
*Guaranteed X-treme Title match, meaning if the title changes hands before this match, the NEW champion is forced into the match to make it a triple threat!
Ref: Lawanda Sass
3 RPs max, 2k limit per RP





The opening riff of “It’s Going Down” hits the arena speakers sending the fans into a frenzy. At the 20 second mark Jax makes walks out from the back and stands at the entrance for a few seconds. At the first utterance of “It’s Going Down” Jax will casually strut down to the ring slapping some hands on the way.

Drew slowly ascends the ring steps, slips in between the second and third rope and then stands in the middle of the ring with his arms crossed in the air forming an X and then he brings his arms down stretching them outwards at his sides forming a cross with his arms and body. As the song comes to a close Jax will lean up against the corner and await his opponent or the ringing of the bell.



Christian Andrews makes his way to the ring.

Both men eye each other up and meet in the center of the ring, engaging in a traditional collar-and-elbow tie-up. Andrews, being the traditionalist put into a traditional situation, strikes first and quickly transitions to a wristlock. He's caught off-guard when Hart hits a standing front-flip and reverses the hold into a wristlock of his own! Quickly regaining his composure, Andrews counters with a Snapmare, but Hart quickly springs back to his feet. Andrews attempts a clothesline, but Hart ducks under and rebounds off the ropes! Andrews tries to catch him with a big boot, but Hart slides under the leg! Andrews turns around quickly, just not quick enough, and Hart hits him with a dropkick, sending him into the nearby ropes! On his rebound Hart attempts a backbody drop, but Andrews rolls through with a pinning sunset flip! Hart quickly rolls through Andrews' roll through and then rolls up Andrews with a Jackknife Hold!

Andrews quickly kicks out and both men spring right back up to their feet! Hart blasts Andrews with a few quick shots to send him reeling back into the corner then Irish Whips Andrews off the ropes! But Andrews reverses and sends Hart careening into the ropes! On his rebound Hart launches himself at Andrews, but Andrews ducks! Hart does his best to roll with the impact, but as he gets to his feet Andrews is already running towards him! At the last possible second, Hart leaps onto the nearby second turnbuckle, causing Andrews to miss his Spear attempt and instead go crashing through the middle rope, landing hard on the outside!

The fans cheer as Hart quickly gains his balance and ascends to the top rope! Andrews, on the outside, leans up against a nearby table with several light tubes on it in order to get back up to his feet. When he turns around he sees Hart in mid-flight! But it's just as Andrews predicted! Andrews made it look like he needed the table's help in order to stand, but he was actually grabbing the nearby light tubes! He's got one in each hand! As Hart goes sailing towards him he nails Hart right in the abdomen with the light tube in his left hand, shattering it on impact and causing Hart to double over in pain! Somehow Hart is still standing... at least, until Andrews brings down the light tube in his right hand across the back of Hart's skull, shattering it on impact and busting Hart wide open!

What a sickening blow! Hart risked it all and he came up short! I wonder who keeps leaving out all these tables with all these hardcore weapons on top of them right before every hardcore match.

I don't know who he is but he deserves a raise! He's the XWF's own hardcore Santa Claus and it's gonna be a good Christmas!

Andrews smirks as an idea comes into his head: almost a dozen light tubes are still on the table, and the table itself is still in good condition. Andrews drags Hart onto his feet and then rolls him into the ring, straddling the apron. Andrews gets up on the apron himself, and then brings Hart to a standing position. Andrews goes for a T-Bone Suplex! But Hart fights out of it with a series of elbow strikes! Andrews releases the hold and Hart lunges at him with a Clothesline... but Andrews ducks under it and transitions back into a T-Bone Suplex position! He nails it! Christian Andrews T-Bone Suplexes Jackson Hart off the apron, sending him crashing through the nearby table that has close to a dozen light tubes on top of it! The light tubes shatter with a loud popping sound and the table breaks under the impact! The fans begin chanting "HOLY SHIT!" as Andrews quickly goes over to Hart and attempts to pin him in the middle of the rubble!

1!!!!!

2!!!!

Kickout! It's a kickout and this match is still going on!

What an impressive display of violence! I thought he had him there!

Andrews curses loudly and gets up, looking for more weapons as Hart slowly tries to get to a standing base. As Andrews looks under the ring, Hart manages to crawl from the wreckage towards the apron, where he slowly is able to bring himself up just as Andrews produces a fire extinguisher and a chair from under the ring! He nonchalantly discards the chair and readies the extinguisher! As Hart leans up against the ring post, Andrews waits for him to turn! Hart does indeed turn, just in time to see Andrews running towards him with the extinguisher held in both hands like a club! Hart manages to dodge out of the way at the last instant, causing Andrews to smash the extinguisher violently against the ring post! The resulting shock causes the extinguisher to fly out of Andrews' grasp as Andrews curses in pain and begins shaking out his wrists!

He's lucky he didn't break both wrists with that shot! I'd hate to break my wrists, because-

Let's please leave what you do with your wrists on long, lonely nights up to the imagination of the fans.

Hart quickly grabs the chair Andrews discarded, and when Andrews turns around, Hart throws it at him! Andrews manages to catch it just in time... but that's exactly what Hart wanted! Hart superkicks the chair right into Andrews' face! Andrews is busted wide open and collapses against the nearby fan barricade! Andrews is dazed as Hart grabs the fire extinguisher! The fans look on in amazement as Hart runs, leaps... and nails a Van Terminator onto Andrews, using the fire extinguisher in place of a chair, causing the extinguisher to burst open, spraying its contents everywhere in a large cloud! The fans in the nearby seats cough and gasp for air as the rest of the fans chant "HOLY SHIT!"

That fire extinguisher is not up to code! They're not supposed to do that!

If anyone knows the fire extinguisher inspector that gave that faulty piece of trash a passing grade... tell him I owe him a drink!

Both announcers cough, as does the referee, who attempts to make a count half-blind as Hart covers Andrews for the pin!

1!!!

2!!!

Kickout! It's another kickout! The X-Treme Title is still on the line!

As the fog of fumes begins to settle, Hart drags Andrews to the apron and rolls him onto it. Hart then gets to the apron himself and scoops Andrews up. Hart grapples Andrews in a position similar to the start of a Northern Lights Suplex or a Double Leg Takedown, but uses the positioning to instead hoist Andrews up and sit him on the top turnbuckle. Hart climbs up to the top rope as the fans begin chanting "PLEASE DON'T DIE!" Hart looks at the fans, smirks, and attempts a Frankensteiner off the top rope! But he's held in place by Andrews! Andrews musters up all his strength and hauls Hart back up before rising up! Andrews leaps off the second rope to the outside with an incredible Flying Powerbomb... but Hart reverses it! Out of nowhere Hart reverses in mid-air and is able to successfully execute the Frankensteiner, sending Andrews crashing through a nearby table, this one with several large nail boards on top of it! The fans chant "HOLY SHIT!" once again as Andrews screams in agony, dozens of nails poking out of his back! But Hart can't make the pin! Hart threw caution to the wind with his last-second reversal and didn't have the time to land properly! Hart landed awkwardly on his neck and chin, nearly knocking himself out! It's several long seconds before Hart regains enough composure to crawl over to Andrews for the pin and hopefully the win!!!

1!!!!

2!!!!!

NO!!!!!

Holy fuck he kicked out! The man's got more nails in him than Jesus had and yet he still kicked out!

The fans cheer wildly at the heart and determination on display and begin chanting "FIGHT FOREVER!" Hart, meanwhile, looks exasperated but quickly regains his composure. A fiery determination comes over Hart's eyes as he looks under the ring and produces... a huge ladder! It's got to be at least twenty-five feet! He slides it into the ring, but he's not done! Hart looks under the ring... and produces a table! And another one! Hart tries as quickly as he can to set up both the ladder and the tables inside of the ring, setting up the tables side-by-side while setting up the ladder in the middle of the ring! On the outside, Andrews is barely beginning to come around and crawl towards the ring. Hart dashes outside, hauls him up, and rolls him into the ring. Hart brings Andrews up and kicks him in the gut... but Andrews catches the leg! Andrews tries to mount a comeback by spinning Hart around, trying to get the agile wrestler off-balance... but Hart transitions beautifully into a Spinning Pele Kick! The fans "Ooh!" as an audible crack is heard, but somehow Andrews remains standing! Andrews is wobbly on his feet and is blasted back with a superkick! With nowhere to go, Andrews falls across the two nearby tables! Not enough force was generated to break the tables, but that's exactly what Hart wanted! Andrews is in the perfect position! Hart begins climbing the ladder!

That's a horribly long climb and one hell of a long drop! I sincerely hope he knows what he's doing!

I sincerely hope he doesn't! We need more views so we can get more of that sweet sweet YouTube ad money once this match goes up online! Remember to like favorite and subscribe you fucking peasants!

Hart makes the long climb to the top of the ladder, and takes a deep breath at the top, likely praying to whatever God he believes in, or at least making a mental note of how damn cool he looks if he's an atheist. With the fans holding their breath in anticipation and camera lights flashing every second, Hart leaps off of the ladder with a death-defying Spiral Tap! He twirls in the air, careening downward like a missile... and Andrews gets out of the way! With not even a moment to spare, Andrews makes a last-ditch dive forward, forcing himself up and out of harm's way! Hart goes crashing through both tables and lands on the mat in a heap as the fans chant "HOLY SHIT!" Andrews can't even walk, so he has no choice but to crawl towards Hart! He then has to spend even more time moving the wreckage and rubble off of Hart so there's enough space for a pin! The referee gets into position and begins counting the fall!

1!!!!

2!!!!

NO!!!!!!!!!

He kicked out! Jackson Hart kicked out! How on earth did he find the strength?!

You're asking me? I barely have the strength to get out of bed in the morning if I don’t get enough alcohol in me to fill a swimming pool and enough Vicodin in me to choke a small cat, so I have no damn clue how the fuck he kicked out of that shit!

Andrews can only groan loudly as he's faced with the reality that this match isn't over. As Hart lays near-motionless, Andrews somehow finds the strength to get outside the ring. Andrews hobbles towards a nearby table, favoring his injured back, several nails still sticking out of it, and grabs... two panes of glass! He carefully places the glass inside the ring, then walks over to the nearby fan barricade and points to several fans who immediately give up their chairs! They didn't need them anyway; this entire arena has been on their feet since the opening minutes of this match!

As Hart gradually begins to stir, Andrews sets up the chairs about five feet away from each other, which is perfect, because the panes of glass are approximately 60 inches wide! He places the glass panes carefully on top of the two chairs, then turns towards Hart! Andrews grabs Hart by the hair and tries to pull him up... but Hart nails him with a shot to the ribs! On his knees, Hart strikes Andrews again! And again! Andrews stumbles backward and Hart gets up, adrenaline coursing through him, and launches himself at Andrews... but he's caught! Andrews catches Hart and attempts a T-Bone Suplex through the glass! But it's blocked! Hart manages to grab ahold of the nearby ring ropes, forcing Andrews to let go! Momentarily off-balance and in an awkward position, Andrews gets blasted with several rapid-fire back elbow strikes! He stumbles backwards... and Hart hits one of his signature moves!

Jackson Hart nails Christian Andrews with the Hart Breaker! Hart gets up, screaming and covered in blood, and pumps himself up! The fans rise to their feet as Hart launches himself up and over the top rope, landing nimbly on the apron and waiting for Andrews to get up! Andrews somehow manages to find the strength to get to his feet... at least until Hart nails him with his On Tilt signature move! The fans begin chanting "HOLY SHIT!" once again, even louder this time, as Jackson Hart nails Christian Andrews with a Twisting Springboard Tornado DDT through the glass panes that Andrews himself set up!

Good lord! There's glass everywhere!

If that referee Lawanda Sass knows what's good for her she won't count that pin anywhere near those two men or else she might come up from it missing a few fingers!

Both men are covered nearly head-to-toe in broken bits of shattered glass, and being the smart, proud, intelligent black woman that she is, Lawanda Sass does indeed count Jackson Hart's pinfall attempt well away from the danger zone.

1!!!!!

2!!!!!

THRE-

NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Kickout! Christian Andrews somehow kicked out! Hart is so beat up and bloodied that he can only slide off Andrews and lay prone right alongside him! The fans come to their feet as both men attempt to get to their feet as well!

ANDREWS SWINGS! HART SWINGS! Both man land flush but they've exhausted so much energy here that it almost seems like neither had any impact. Maybe it's the fighting spirit of both men, pushing them far past their limits! The glass has clearly harmed both men, who are bleeding from gashes across their bodies. Hart shoves Andrews away and charges in for a HUGE BOOT!

DUCKED!

HOW ON EARTH DID CHRISTIAN ANDREWS DUCK?

Hart stumbles forward past his intended target, putting him right in prime position for Christian Andrews. Andrews hoists him up into his shoulders, clearly looking for his devastating finishing maneuver... the SOUL STEALER!

RIGHT ONTO A PILE OF GLASS SHARDS!

Andrews covers, and Sass drops right back into position where she is, still much too smart, proud, and intelligent to get anywhere near that mess.

1






2








Three!

Christian Andrews has done it! He is the new XWF X-Treme 24/7 Champion!







Cameras bring us backstage where we see Vangis Greaves, prepared as ever despite his earlier odd encounter with Ghost Tank, exit his locker room to take a pre-match stroll around the venue. This is something Vangis has done in his prior lower rank matches. The camera is backpedaling and facing Vangis.

He puts on his headphones and has the look of determination. From the right side of the shot the camera spots The Aurora Effect. Vangis pauses side by side with him, still stone faced. Vangis raises his fist and Aurora fist bumps him back. Vangis continues walking. Seconds later Vangis turns around and notices that his group of ladies is following him. He turns back to the camera, shakes his head and keeps strolling. Vangis spots Jackie Peppers, looking deranged as usual.

Vangis can't help but crack a smile. "I'm glad you're on my side..."

Creepily, Jackie says, "The pleasure is all mine!"

Vangis continues to smile and strolls on...and spots referee Richard Wang. Vangis stops to introduce himself.

"Mr. Wang, pleasure to meet you. I'm Vangis Greaves and I want to thank you for officiating our match later on tonight."

"Vangis Greaves, you seem to be the target of a lot of trash talk from your opponents. Nice to meet you. Keep it clean out there. I'll accept no interference, so beware!"

Wang seems to have trouble keeping a straight face as he says that. What could that be about? Nevertheless, Vangis stays professional and responds.

"No worries there, my people know their role."

"Ok then, I'll see you out there, good luck.................."

Vangis shakes hands with Richard and continues on. Shortly after Vangis spots Jeremiah Dixon. Vangis approaches Jeremiah and says, "The time has finally come. I'm pumped. You ready?"

Over Vangis' shoulder viewers can still see Richard Wang. He is approached by Greaves' girls. The girls are flirting with him and he seems to be thoroughly enjoying it.

"This is our shot, I'm glad you're as ready as I am Vangis. Let's show them what we're made of."

Vangis and Jeremiah nod to each other and Vangis walks off camera. Richard is still seen with the girls. Two of the girls giggle and one of them says, "So do they call you Mr. Wang for any reason specifically?..."

But before Wang can answer, Scully is seen passing by along with Finn Kühn.

"Wang!" Says Scully in a strong whisper which gets his attention promptly. Wang immediately gets straight faced when he sees the duo, appearing slightly nervous as Scully gives Wang a thumbs up with a curious look on his face as if he's asking for some kind of confirmation from Wang. Wang loosens his collar and looks around but before he can react to Scully, Ken Aurora walks up and puts his arm around Wang's shoulders.

"So I take it you had a chance to read my blog, right?"

Wang nervously smiles and nods but doesn't say anything as he's still looking around more and more anxiously with every passing second.

"Uh, I'm sorry I need to run to the bathroom!" Wang's sudden need to empty his bladder and/or bowels seems interestingly timed as he rushes away from everybody and rounds the corner only to find Hate Nation J̶̷o̶̷h̶̷n̶̷ Ron Cena.

Cena smirks and says: "Yo you looked real good pulling up to the arena in that Ford GT earlier today. I'm glad we're on the same"

But before Cena can finish his sentence, Wang darts past him with sweat bullets rushing down his face. He's rushing toward the washrooms but out of the men's washroom emerges Pestalance!

Pestalance looks like he's about to say something while he reaches into his pocket but Wang just yells "Aaaah!" and bolts past him into the washroom like a bat out of hell.

"Damn well I guess that cat's got some business of his own to take care of. No matter." And after saying that Pest raises his voice and yells into the washroom, "I'll see you out there!"

The look on Pest's face says he's got something up his sleeve as he pulls his hand from his pocket to reveal...

FADE TO BLACK

Stay tuned for the MAIN EVENT of the evening!

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