LIVE from the Stabler Arena in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania, XWF brings to you SAVAGE SATURDAY NIGHT!
GET HYPE!!!
Snow
- vs -
Jayden Thunder
Benito Angelo
- vs -
Nami Submission Match
Drezdin and "The 4-20 Kid" Aldo Nardozzi
- vs -
Ronnie Cage and David Stone
"Bad Attitude"
Brandon Moore - vs -
Isabella Ravenwolf X-Treme Rules
Television Championship Match Thomas Nixon
- vs -
Broken Hart 15 Minute Time Limit
PLUS.... ROBBIE BOURBON DRESSED AS SANTA CLAUS!!!! *Robbie Couldn't make it due to explosive diarrhea. Sorry kids. Maybe Christmas will happen next year.
Savage is LIVE!
Stump: Hello everyone, and welcome! It's Christmas Eve and it's XWF action! I wonder what kind of action Santa has in store for us tonight?
Cockshafer: You mean Bourbon?
Stump: No.....I mean....Sant----nevermind! Hard hitting card tonight!
Cockshafer: Thanks again for joining us.......there's nothing else on TV anyway!
Snow is tying up her boots backstage, when a knock comes at her door... she stands and opens it up, finding Kid Kool wearing a Santa hat and holding a plate full of Christmas cookies.
Snow: Hey there, stranger! XD How the hell ya doin;?! ^__^
Kid holds up a cookie, smiling, as he hands the treat over to Snow.
KK: Pretty damn good, girly, just goin' with the flow. How's yourself?
Snow accepts the cookie and takes out a big bite. She smiles...
Snow: About tah step intah the ring with that rookie, Jayden Thunder. I ain't got no problem piggin' out on a few holiday snacks 'fore I head out there and whoop a lil ass.
The door opens and in walks Christina Nash and Snow's gf, Rebecca.
Nash: Merry Christmas guys!!
Rebecca: Snow, I'll be rooting for you when you walk into that ring... Wreck him, sweetie. <3
KK: Girls, we've got a little time, let's put away these cookies, how 'bout it?!
Snow: AWWWWWWWWWW HELL YEAH!! XD
The four pig out, as the camera fades out to the tune of 'Deck The Halls'.
The rowdy crowd begins to chant "Savage, Savage, Savage" as Christmas Bells begin to ring throughout the stadium. White and silver confetti begins to sprinkle down, simulating a snowfall, and then, as if on cue at a redneck block party, "Daisy Dukes", Chad Mac & Bubba Sparxxx hits. The tron lights up, displaying the words "Redneck Raised, Backroad Bred, Country Can Survive".
Tig O'Bitties: And from the trailer park.........standing 5 foot 9 inches tall.........SNOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
Snow walks through the curtains, santa hat on, holding her flask of courage. Throwing two middle fingers up (one on each hand) she takes a sip of her liquid courage then begins to dance a little to her theme song. After getting her fix, she rushes down the ramp, rolls into the ring, before taking a big ol' swig. She then tosses the flask into the crowd before scaling a turnbuckle, and spitting the alcohol into the air ala HHH. She smiles just a tad, preparing for the match ahead.
The arena goes black as the sound of “Throne" by Bring Me The Horizon hits the PA System, all of a sudden a lightning bolt strikes the stage and gold sparks begin to rain down in front of the entrance curtain and onto the stage... A few minutes pass before Jayden Thunder comes through the curtain and emerges from the sparks, confident as ever.
Tig O'Bitties: And her opponent.........from Los Annnngeles California......Jayden Thunder!
At the end of the ramp Jayden takes off his trench coat before handing it off to the ringside personnel and dusts his feet off before entering the ring.
The bell rings and Snow is all over Jayden, hammering him right away and immediately backing him into a corner. Aggressive, chops to the chest and punches, Snow came to fight tonight! The rowdy crowd chanting "ohhhh" along with every chop. The assualt stops when the bigger Thunder shoves her off of him and out of the corner so he can catch his breath.
She gives him a big middle finger and charges back at him. Thunder catches her, however, and delivers a spine buster. She holds her back and writhes around as Thunder over confidently throws his arms up. Snow is on all fours, trying to get up and Thunder halls off and kicks her in the ribs.
Cockshafer: Aggressive mood early here from Thunder.
Stump: She's taken worse beatings at the bar.
Cockshafer: Probably right.
Stump: Or the park. Or the neighborhood bridge game. Or the hoedown, or the monster truck show or...
Cockshafer: I get it.
Thunder is back on the offensive but Snow throws an elbow and hits him in the nose. She runs and bounces off the ropes, hitting him with a cross body. Getting up and holding her ribs, she winces but still is able to lift him by the head. A knee to the gut she goes for a DDT but Thunder counters and pushes her off the ropes before dropping her with a huge clothesline. Snow recovers quickly and hits a clothesline of her own. This time Thunder recovers quick. The punk rock snow sticks her tounge out and throws a middle finger up, but turns around into The Overload (a front russian leg sweep).
Cover
1!
2!
Snow got the shoulder up!
Thunder kicked her twice, then re-covered.
1!
Kickout!
Now visibly aggrevated, he waits for her to get up, signaling for the EMP superkick. Shes up, he charges, throws the leg out and.............Snow reverses, grabbing his leg she rolls him into a small package pin!
SNOWS GOT THE TIGHTS!
1!
2!
3!
Snow got the three but just as the ref counted three he pointed out that Jaydens foot was on the ropes.
Snow rolls off, thinking she won. She throws her arms up but doesn't hear a bell or her music. Turning around she throws her arms up and says "what the fuck" to the ref, turning around and being met with a huge boot to the face! Snow is out!
Just then, the sound of a motor revving can be heard. A Ford F350 Diesel rumbles down the rampway. Driving is a guy in a plaid shirt and a trucker hat. In the passanger seat, a female. In the truck bed there is a Redneck Santa, in a redneck Santa outfit. His uniform is off color and sweat stained, and his beard is covered with PBR and dip spit. With him are a bunch of ladies in daisy dukes and bikini tops. All of them had at least 4 tats in visible places. They are throwing plaid shirts into the crowd.
Jayden shakes his head, and turns around only to get a running knee to the gut, doubling him over. Snow throws an arm up sticks her tounge out, the hits the X-Factor!
Cockshafer: The X-Factor! It's over!
1!
2!
3!
Winner by Pinfall - Snow
Cockshafer: With a little help from the trailer park, Snow wins!
Stump: Their probably all her cousins.
Santa and the ladies get out of the truck and enter the ring. They throw Snow's hands up as her theme music hits.
Tig O'Bitties: Your winnner.......................SNoooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
The Redneck Santa, The Ladies, and Snow all dance trashy and twerky in the ring as Savage goes to commercial.
Tig O'Bitties-"The following match is a submission match. The only way to win is to make your opponent tap out. Making their way to the ring. She hails from the high seas. Weighting in at 135 pounds and standing at 170 cm! Nami!"
Nami walked out onto the stage. All the men going crazy over her thick frame. Some dude blew a nut so hard that the fan in front of him had his blown off. The pirate walked down the ramp and got into the ring and started to warm up for the match.
"And her opponent, from New York, New York. Standing at five eleven and weighting in at 206 pounds. He is one third of the Trio champions! Benito ANGELO!"
Benito walked out from the back. He stood up at the top of the ramp patting his Trio belt as he wore a shit eating grin. He started to make his way down to the ring and up the steel steps. The Italian man stepped though the ropes and into the the ring. Benito raised his title into the air and looked right at Nami.
DING DING
Benny and Nami rushed each other as soon as the bell went off. The brought down their hammers and punched one another in the face over and over again. Benito was decked in the face so hard by the pirate chick, that he stumbled backwards right into the ropes. Benito bounced off of them and ran right to Nami. BAM! Benito hit a harsh Shoulder block on Nami with went down. Benito rushed to make his way to the ring post and climbed up it. He smacked his elbow letting the crowd know what he planned on doing. Benito leaped from the post and dived downwards aiming his elbow right for the cent of Nami's chest. RIGHT ON TARGET. Two things happened when Benito landed. His life flashed before his eyes right before Benny boy was sent flying upwards into the air! Nami's tits were so soft and fluffy, it was as if Benito landed on a trampoline. The Mafia dude was at such a high speed. He broke the sound barrier as he crashed through the roof of the arena and into outer space!
Gaylord Cockshafer-Ummmm, what the fuck just happened?"
Mike Stump-"Where have those fun bags been all my life?"
Benito wasn't up in space for long, he was free falling now. As he was a little green alien in a spaceship waved at the wob as he caught fire as he entered Earth's atmosphere. Nami looked up at the roof wondering where Benito had gone to. She shrugged her shoulders, but soon Benito came falling through roof, Nami shot a look up once again, Benito was coming in hot. She didn't have time to react. Benito crashed into Nami and both of them went through the ring to the ground below.
Gaylord Cockshafer-By Odin's cock! In all my years of being in this business. I've never seen anything like this happen before!"
Mike Stump-"Where else but the XWF?"
Gaylord Cockshafer-"Right you are my friend!"
The hands of Benito and Nami reached up from the hole in the ring, both slowly raised themselves out. Both were roughed up and in a daze. It seemed they didn't know where they were at for a moment, that was til both of them locked eyes and it all came back. The two crazy fuckers charged at one another but both tripped forwards. DINK! Nami and Benito's faces collided with such force, both of them were send backwards, and now both of them laid there motionless.
NO CONTEST - BOTH COMPETITORS PROBABLY GAY
Tig O'Bitties: "The following contest is a TAG TEAM MATCH, scheduled for one fall!"
"TNT" by AC/DC plays and Drezdin walks out.
Tig O'Bitties: "Introducing first, Drezdin!"
Drezdin walks to the ring.
Tig O'Bitties: "And his tag team partner! From Rome, Italy, weighing in at 228 pounds! 'The 4-20 Kid' Aldo Nardozzi!"
Aldo walks out onto the stage with a blunt in his mouth after his music plays for 12 seconds. He looks at the crowd and stretches his arms out while fireworks go off around him. He then walks to the ring and jumps through the ropes. He then climbs up to the top rope, blows smoke into the air, and tosses the blunt into the crowd.
Tig O'Bitties: "And their opponents! Ronnie Cage and David Stone, Bad Attitude!"
Ronnie Cage follows David Stone out from the back and the two of them take it straight to the ring where Drezdin and the 4-20 Kid were ready for them and the bell rings! All four men lock-up in the center of the ring and it's out of control immediately.
Mike Stump: "The ref needs to get between these guys. This is ridiculous."
Gaylord Cockshafer: "That's young official Chaz Bobo in there folks. Even in this hectic beginning you can tell he's still having a blast out there."
Mike Stump: "You know I asked Chaz what his favorite color was once. You know what you he told me?"
Gaylord Cockshafer: "What'd he tell ya, Stump?"
Mike Stump: "Both."
The two teams finally separated themselves and went to their designated corners while deciding who's sitting out and who's going to kick off the match. Drezdin stays in the ring as well as David Stone and the two circle one another before tying up. Stone lands an elbow across the face of Drezdin, instead, then follows up with a quick kick to the mid section, then a quick spinning neckbreaker! He rises right back up to his feet and just laughs for a moment before reaching out to his partner and taking a tag.
Gaylord Cockshafer: "David Stone puts in some dirty work and tags out to preserve his energy! Smart and crafty team practice to have quick cycles like that."
Mike Stump: "Ronnie Cage should be the one saving his energy. Isn't he fighting Doc on Warfare to get a shot at the tag titles?"
Gaylord Cockshafer: "He certainly is, but you would think the team would want to keep that momentum going into that title match, wouldn't you?"
Mike Stump: "I wouldn't be going into the match."
The lights go out. It's pitch black in the arena.
Mike Stump: "Shit, now what?"
Mike Stump: "Uh, oh. Speak of the devil."
Smoke rises from the entrance way and Doctor Louis D'Ville emerges from it. He stands at the top of the ramp and looks out among the crowd, then slowly begins walking towards the ring.
Gaylord Cockshafer: "I think we're getting some company, Mike."
Doc stares down all four of the competitors in the ring, especially 'Bad Attitude', and especially especially Ronnie Cage. They all do the same as Drezdin has managed to make it over to the corner for a tag of his own. The 4-20 Kid enters the ring and ignores D'Ville as he slowly strides around the ring and over to Stump and Cockshafer.
Mike Stump: "Scoot over, Cockshafer!"
D'Ville has a seat and joins the commentating team!
Doctor Louis D'Ville: "Hello, my friends!"
Gaylord Cockshafer: "Hello, good doctor!"
Mike Stump: "What's up, Doc?"
Gaylord Cockshafer: "Ladies and gentleman, we've just been joined by the man Ronnie Cage will be challenging next Warfare, Doctor Louis D'Ville."
Mike Stump: "... And there's an interesting stipulation that goes with that too, aye Doc?"
Doctor Louis D'Ville: (Laughing) "Indeed!"
Gaylord Cockshafer: "Stump's right, fans. If Ronnie Cage lasts, at the very least, twenty minutes in the ring with Doc D'Vile, he and his partner David Stone will get a shot at the tag team gold."
Mike Stump: "I would bet that Drezdin and Aldo look at Bad Attitude a little differently now, too! If they knock these guys off before they go onto face the Doc and Soldier...."
Doctor Louis D'Ville: "What are you getting at, Mr. Stump?"
Mike Stump: "Nothing! Nothing, at all!"
Gaylord Cockshafer: "So, I would imagine Doc is out here to study his opponent for Wednesday, and of course, grace us with his commentary gold?"
Doc just laughs and zones in on the match. Aldo Nardozzi shuffles to the center of the ring with his fists raised and lands a couple of unexpected jabs to the chin of Ronnie Cage. Cage bounces back with a quick kick to the knee of Aldo, but Aldo fires right back and again with a stronger punch across the temple. This time, Cage stumbles to the side. Aldo pushes Cage into the ropes and catches him when he bounces off with a spine buster! Aldo goes for a quick cover!
One! Two!!
Stone is right there to break up the pin as Cage is kicking out! He also lands a kick in the ribs of Aldo as he rolls off of his partner!
Gaylord Cockshafer: "Ouch! Cheap shot by David Stone!."
Drezdin sees this and climbs into the ring, but he's stopped midway by Chaz Bobo, the referee. Stone takes advantage of the referee not looking and helps Aldo up to his feet and chops him across the chest! Aldo backs right into a Russian leg sweep from Ronnie Cage!
Mike Stump: "Cheap shot? It's called doing what it takes to win, Gaylord! Tell 'em, Doc!"
Drezdin is back to his outside corner and Stone in his, as well. Cage has Aldo back to his feet and Irish whips him into the ropes. He meets him in the center of the ring with a flying clothesline, but Aldo ducks! Cage falls to his hands and knees, springs back up, but gets caught with a superkick! Aldo hits the mat, but manages to crawl across the ring and tags in Drezdin! He hops through the ropes and skips over Cage and attacks Stone who's standing on the apron! Stone falls off, but lands on his feet and screams into the ring at Drezdin! Cage takes advantage and grabs him and plants him on his back with a full nelson slam! Cage tags in his partner and he and Stone trade places again!
Gaylord Cockshafer: "It looks like Cage is sticking with the strategy we brought up earlier. Taking care of business and getting out of there. You can anticipate, Doc, that these two guys are going to keep that high-paced offense if they get a shot at your gold."
Doctor Louis D'Ville: "Getting a little ahead of yourself, aren't you, sir?"
Mike Stump: "Yeah, Cockshafer! Cage has to get through Doc first, ya know!"
Gaylord Cockshafer: "Lasting twenty minutes with the Doc and getting through Doc are two different things, Mike!"
Stone grabs Drezdin and throws him across the ring with a fallaway slam. He casually walks over and brings Drezdin to his feet again and flips him over onto his back with a big gutwrench suplex! Stone wastes no time again and takes a quick bounce from the ropes, jumps HIGH into the air and down with an elbow on the chest and neck of Drezdin! Stone keeps his arm there for the cover!
One!
Two!!
A kickout after two by Drezdin.
Gaylord Cockshafer: "Near fall by Bad Attitude, here. Stone and Cage work back and forth like they've been doing this a long, long time."
Stone has Drezdin back to his feet again and slams him into the far turnbuckle to the side of each team's corner. Stone runs into the corner but is met with a raised boot to the face! He stumbles back and gets hit with a running bulldog from Drezdin! Drezdin makes his way over to the corner and tags in Aldo who climbs straight up the turnbuckle to the top rope!
Gaylord Cockshafer: "'The 4-20 Kid' looking for a high-risk move here! I think this is a little out of his element!"
Mike Stump: "How often does this pay off, Cockshafer?! Why wait for David Stone to collect his marbles and get to his feet? Would you try to pull that shit, Doc?"
D'Ville just laughs and continues to focus on Ronnie Cage.
Mike Stump: "I didn't think so!"
Aldo does just what Mike Stump thought he was going to do and waits for David Stone to reach his feet. Aldo leaps across the ring and nails Stone with a big shoulder block! Stone stumbles back and catches himself in the ropes. He bounces back and tries for a quick kick, but it's dodged by Aldo who lands a quick combination of elbows and fists! Stone takes every blow for what it was and got worked back to his own corner where his partner, Ronnie Cage, tagged himself in with a slap on the shoulder. He hops over the middle rope and goes right after Aldo with his own combination of punches! The two go back and forth with neither really taking the advantage. Cage mixes it up with some chops and works Aldo back a bit! Aldo dodges a shot, but walks right into a headlock takedown! Cage pulls tight on the head before letting go and picking Aldo back to his feet. He looks towards the commentator's table and towards D'Ville and shouts something his direction.
Gaylord Cockshafer: "I think he was talking to you, Doc.."
Cage sends Aldo into the ropes and catches him a big elbow, which ended up setting up perfectly for the Van Zant!
Gaylord Cockshafer: "OUCH! Big superkick by Ronnie Cage right across the jaw of Aldo Nardozzi He's gotta be out!"
Cage gives a nod to his parter, David Stone, who's standing on the apron. Stone wastes no time and enters the ring. Drezdin sees this and does the same, expecting Bad Attitude to be setting up for something, but Stone catches Drezdin by surprise and BOTH men bounce off each other and the apron to the outside of the ring! Meanwhile, Cage picks up Aldo and...
Gaylord Cockshafer: "Alabama-Rama!"
Cage hits the Alabama-Rama on Aldo and goes for a quick cover! Chaz Bob is in position!!
One!
Two!
Three!!
Mike Stump: "Bye-bye!"
Gaylord Cockshafer: "It's over! Bad Attitude picks up another victory!"
Winners by Pinfall - Bad Attitude
Stone and Cage meet in the ring and exchange kudos for the win. Drezdin and Aldo have already made their way to the back while Bad Attitude continue their celebration in the ring. The lights go out again.
The eery red glow and smoke returns and floats around the ring. A spotlight turns on with a loud bang as if we stood in an empty auditorium and lights up the ring. Ronnie Cage and David Stone remain in the ring, back-to-back ready to defend themselves from anything. Across the ring in the corner sits Doctor Louis D'Ville with a grin from ear to ear.
He sits on the top turnbuckle while biting down on a cigar giving Bad Attitude the slowest-slow clap that you've ever seen. Cage and Stone both rush the corner but the lights flash off again... the red haze and smoke quickly fade away and the lights return as if nothing ever happened. Bad Attitude is left in the ring alone as the doctor is nowhere to be seen.
December 24th, 2016
2 A.M.
[Fade up]
A man stands before us, illuminated by an orange glow in what should otherwise be utter darkness at such an hour. It's snowing rather heavily and yet he doesn't appear to be shivering or suffering any ill effects despite his long hair and full beard catching each blob of icy sky-skeet that floats his way.
He ignores the snow, his eyes gazing intently, intensely, at the unseen source of the illumination though from the dancing colors reflected on the gel surface of his peepers, it isn't very difficult to theorize what it is.
Fire.
???: I couldn't help it. I never can. Not under such monumental pressure. This will be seen as an accident and it should be. What else could be expected from faulty wiring and oodles of pirated power? People need to practice more caution. People also need to practice respect for strangers...because you never know exactly who it is you're fucking with.
A good rule of thumb caution, respect; most specifically when faced with the unfamiliar or the unknown. Nothing is what it seems. Badgers, Tasmanian devils, wolverines...all diminutive in stature yet possessing of more balls, more aggression and more pound-for-pound power than any other mammal on the planet. Now add the intelligence, will and cunning of the homo-sapien and you've got yourself a nearly unstoppable killing machine that can and will face off, fend off or ultimately crush anyone and anything obstructing his or her path of imperatives. What if his or her imperative is simple, frosty, revenge?
Life, society...they've been unkind for awhile now. Thirteen years of Hell. Anyone at anytime could've done something, anything, to help. To save. Help never came. No savior arose. Who's to blame? You. You...all of you. Everyone.
I am Jim Caedus. I...want...revenge...and I will take it.
[Our p.o.v. swings and reverses to take in Jim Caedus from behind. Before us and Jim we see two structures aflame: a converted garage and a home. If anyone was alive within, they surely must have succumbed. Jim turns and trudges towards us, enveloping our p.o.v.]
-JIM CAEDUS IS COMING-
[Fade to black]
Tig O'Bitties: "The following contest is an Xtreme Rules match and it is scheduled for one fall!
The opening lines of Cemetery Gates begin. Once they end and the thrilling guitar piece begins, Brandon Moore emerges onto the entrance stage. He turns his back to the ring and points his thumbs to the back of his jacket. The words "Just Plain Better" are displayed.
Tig O'Bitties: "Introducing first, from Omaha, Nebraska, weighing in at 212 pounds.......... He is the XWF Federweight Champion........... Brandon Moore!"
. Brandon then turns around and strolls his way to the ring, ignoring the fans along the way. Once he gets to the ring, he runs up the steel steps, and slingshots himself over the ringpost into the ring. Brandon lands with a roll forward and a smug look on his face as he begins to remove his entrance gear and prepare for the upcoming contest.
O' Death begin to play over the P.A.The lights go out in the area and all is silent for a few moments before three lighting bolts strike the top of the ramp. Soon afterwards the lights turn back on and there is sitting on top of a large black horse, with eyes red as blood.
Tig O'Bitties: "And his oppponent! From Salem, Massachusetts! Isabella Ravenwolf!"
The horse begins to makes it way down the ramp and soon reaches the ring. Isabella hops off. She pets her mighty Shire before releasing him of his duties. The horse runs off busting into flames and disappears into smoke. Isabella gets into the ring and waits for the match to start.
Gaylord Cockshafer: "Alright! The bell rings as this match is about to start!"
Moore wastes no time and rushes across the ring after Ravenwolf. He jumps in the air and attempts a SHINING WIZARD! She sees the move coming and her small frame manages to dodge the knee JUST in time. Moore falls to the canvas, but gets to his feet almost immediately and charges her again. Ravenwolf counters with a hip toss that sends Moore flipping onto his back!
Mike Stump: "Moore needs to slow down here and find his way."
Gaylord Cockshafer: "It's like he was shot out of a cannon, Mike! Izzy's doing well enough to counter his attacks and avoid that quick finish that Moore was after!"
Ravenwolf follows up the hip toss with a swift kick to the side of Moore's head and an elbow drop. She takes a small bounce from the ropes and hits a leg drop then rolls out of the ring.
Gaylord Cockshafer: "It looks like Miss Ravenwolf is going to start taking advantage of the rules set for this match."
Mike Stump: "Time to get XTREME!"
She pulls the drape from under the ring and crawls under. One by one she pulls out random objects that have been stashed under the ring, surely for this purpose. She threw out a kendo stick, a couple chairs, a leather strap, and a 2x4. Moore is back to his feet and is waiting for Ravenwolf to stick her head back up. He runs into the oppposite side or ropes and charges towards the side where she's hunting for weapons under the ring. She pops her head up to check on the ring just in time to catch Moore somersaults over the top rope and out to the floor!
Mike Stump: "Look out!"
Gaylord Cockshafer: "Big move by Brandon Moore!"
Ravenwolf is on her back as she definitely broke Moore's fall to the floor. He's on his feet and has the kendo stick in his hand. Moore sizes her up and starts smacking the stick off her mid section. She curls up in pain after every blow, turning her back to her opponent while on the ground. Made no difference to Moore, he started smacking the kendo stick off her back then. Ravenwolf does her best to crawl away, but can't get far as Moore continues to repeatedly beat her with the kendo stick until it begins to fray and is basically unusable. He throws it down at her as she continues to crawl away. She reaches the ring steps and begins to help herself up from the ground as Moore is over where her stash of foreign objects were and selects a new weapon.
Gaylord Cockshafer: "Moore means some serious business here. He's just grabbed not one, but TWO chairs."
Mike Stump: "I don't know what he has in mind, but this doesn't look good!
Ravenwolf is on her feet now, but she's leaning against the steps and ring post catching her bearings. Moore drops on of the chairs and pulls the other back over his head! He charges Ravenwolf and swings, but misses and hits the ring post!
Mike Stump: "Hey batter! Swing batter!"
Gaylord Cockshafer: "Ravenwolf rolled out of the way just in time. That definitely saved her in this one!"
She managed to roll behind him then and grab the chair that he dropped.
Mike Stump: "Wow! Izzy's quick like a cat!"
Just as quick she swings the chair and hits Moore square on the back. He stiffens up as he braces himself for the blow, but even after expecting it he still drops the chair out of this hand. Ravenwolf takes another swing and wraps it around his head! Moore drops to the ground like a sack of 's Potatoes!
She drops the chair and grabs Moore by the hair and pushes him into the ring. She follows him and goes for a quick cover.
One!!
Two!!!
Moore kicks out!
Gaylord Cockshafer: "Brandon Moore's not calling it quits just yet! Even after that devasting chair shot to the head!"
Mike Stump: "You ain't shittin', Cockshafer! If the XWF had a concussion protocol, I think Moore would be on it!"
Ravenwolf pulls Moore to his feet, but he fights back with several punches to the gut! She staggers back and Moore jumps to the second rope, then to the top.... JUST PLAIN BETTER!
Gaylord Cockshafer: "Nice! A big, fancy moonsault to a standing Isabella Ravenwolf! He pulls the leg for a cover!"
One!!
Two!!!
Izzy kicks out!!
Moore rolls out of the ring and grabs one of the chairs that were lying there. He throws it over his head and into the ring and grabs the second one as well.
Gaylord Cockshafer: "I wonder what Brandon Moore has planned now..."
He rolls back into the ring and sets the one chair up in the center of the ring. Ravenwolf is pulling herself to her feet in the corner and doesn't see what he's up to. He goes to the opposite corner with a chair in his hand and runs to the center of the ring. He steps onto the chair and leaps into the air! He soars across the ring towards Ravenwolf who just now notices what's happening. She attempts to dodge the attack, but Moore holds the chair below his feet and hits Izzy with a soaring missle drop kick using two chairs!!! Ravenwolf's head bounces off the chair then off two of the turnbuckles on her way down to the mat.
Mike Stump: "She's gotta be seeing double!"
Gaylord Cockshafer: "Moore has been piling it on and has been full of momentum and energy since the bell rang, folks."
Moore runs across the ring and runs back this time landing the Shining Wizard across the face of Isabella Ravenwolf!
Mike Stump: "Oh! Good night!"
Moore picks her back up to her feet again.
Gaylord Cockshafer: "Ravewolf is out on her feet here folks. Moore doesn't seem like he's finished quite yet though...."
Moore picks her up and slams her with a Dragon Suplex!!! He bridges up for the pin!
One!!
Two!!!
Three!!!!
Winner by Pinfall - Brandon Moore
Savage comes back from it's final commercial break!
"6 Underground" strikes up on the speaker system, before a heart appears on the X-tron. It spins a couple of times, blood red liquid pouring down...
Tig O'Bitties: And for your main event, for the Television Title, introducing first.........from parts unknown, Brokkkeennnn Harrrtttt
Red pyro rocks the ring and ramp, before red sparks fall down upon the stage. The lights darken, with red hues filtering through. Broken Hart rises from the stage, along with his girlfriend Chastity, as the fans voice both disdain as well as excitement. B.H. and Chast sprint down the ramp, before sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. They then leap onto opposite posts, Chast raising an index finger to the air, BH raising the heart symbol. As the power couple hop down and prepare, the Sneaker Pimps fade out.
Tig O'Bitties: And introducing second, the champion, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania...............Thommmmmmasssss Nixxxxxonnn
"My Sacrifice" by Creed booms through the arena, and the crowd cheers in anticipation for the beloved Thomas Nixon. As Scott Stapp's voice plays over the PA, Nixon appears on the stage wearing his black trunks and cape. What stands out to the crowd most is the green lizard insignia on the back of the cape that represents what Thomas is truly fighting for. Nixon races down the ramp, as the crowd applauds him and his cause, whether he is completely insane or not. Nixon hops on the and climbs up the far turnbuckle. Taking off his cape, he then holds it like a flag and gestures at the insignia. The crowd roars in approval, before Thomas enters the ring.
DING DING DING
Hart and Nixon circle each other in the ring as the 15 minute time limit appears in bold font on the screen.
Cockshafer: We should be in for a hell of a match here.
Stump: TV Title....Savage Main Event.....What more could you ask for on Christmas Eve?
Cockshafer: Chaos?
Stump: Besides that.
Cockshafer: A raise?
Stump: Keep dreaming.
Hart gets the early advantage as the two tie up. Bringing Nixon to one knee, he begins to knee the TV champ in the face with an aggressive series. Nixon bounces back, flat on the mat. Hart keeps up the assault, stomping away on the TV champ before boucning off the ropes and landing a big leg drop.
14:05
Nixon is pulling himself up with the ropes when Hart runs and slides, hitting a baseball slide and launching the TV champ out of the ring under the second rope and onto the mat below. Hart looks around into the crowd for a moment before climbing to the top rope. Getting his balance he points at Nixon and makes a title around the waist gesture before launching from the top. But, The TV champ saw it coming. Just as Hart was about to make contact Nixon moved and Hart came crashing onto the mat outside. Nixon is using the apron to get himself up and Hart is a crumbled mess.
13:05
Cockshafer: Big gamble there from the broken one.
Stump: He may actually be broken now.
5!!!!!
6!!!!!!!!!!
The ref continues counting as Nixon rolls into the ring. The official gets to a 9 count just as Hart is able to drag himself under the bottom rope.
Nixon grabs Hart and tosses him into the corner. Running he delivers a big clothesline which sends Hart wobbling out. Locking his arms he hits a huge EXPLODER SUPLEX into a bridge pin.
1!
2!
Hart rolls out at the last second!
11:58
Nixon, however, makes a rookie mistake and turns his back to the downed Hart with rolls him up from behind.
1!
Kickout!
Nixon looks a combination of pissed and surprised. Hart is back to his feet. And moving quickly, flying off the ropes and into Nixon with a dropkick. Running again he hits a lionsault!
Cockshafer: Hart is flying around the ring!
Stump: Nixon is in trouble here!
Hart lands a lionsault from the other side too. Grabbing Nixon by the head he fires shot after shot, blooding the the Champ's nose.
10 minutes
This time Hart makes a mistake and lays off Nixon, for just a second, and the TV champ pokes him in the eye. As Hart turns around, holding his eye Nixon loads up. When he turns around BANG! European Uppercut! Hart staggers and Nixon goes for the Nixon-Nator! Hart counters! Enziguri! He made full contact! Nixon dropped like a sack of nickles.
Cover.
1!
2!
The TV Champ gets a shoulder up!
Hart slaps the mat, frustrated obviously. He looks at the clock.
9:05
Picking Nixon up he punches him twice, then Irish whips him into the ropes. Going for a clothesline, Nixon ducks it, bouncing back and making contact with Hart with a HUGE Lou Thez Press! Punch after punch as the clock ticks under 8:30. Rolling off, Nixon sizes Hart up. Once the broken one gets tp his feet, Nixon hits an atomic drop before boucning off the ropes and driving Hart's face into the canvas with a huge bulldog. Instead of going for the cover, however, he lifts Hart up. He is going to try the Nixon-Nator again. Hart shoves him off, and directly back into the ref who slams into the far left corner. The ref is down. Nixon however explodes out of the corner and hits Hart with a clothesline. Reaching down he locks in a vicious ankle lock!
Hart is screaming out, reaching for the ropes.
Nixon twists harder. Hart is tapping! Hart is tapping out!
Stump: There is no referee! Nixon has this match won!
Noticing the ref is down, Nixon breaks the hold and rolls out of the ring with a sick look on his face. Shoving Tigs off the chair, he folds it up with a loud clack. Hart is pulling himself up with the ropes. When he gets into the ring he charges at a limping Hart, who drops down and elbows Nixon in the stomach. As the champ drops the chair Hart picks it up and blasts Nixon over the head with a sickening thud!
Cockshafer: Good Night Nurse! Oh my, Nixon may have his brains scrambled here!
Stump: Hart took his damn head off!
The ref begins to stir. Hart kicks the chair out of the ring. The time on the clock says 6:15. Nixon is out cold. Hart goes for the cover. The ref slowly crawls over, wasting valuble time and counts slowly.
1!
2!
3! NO! Nixon kicked out! At the very last second Nixon kicked out! Hart, agitated now, goes to the top rope. He is looking for a splash and flies off the ropes........but Nixon gets the knees up! Hart rolls to the corner holding his stomach as Nixon begins to stir. Hart rolls out of the ring.
Stump: That is two high risk top rope maneuvers, and two failures. He should just stick to the chair.
Cockshafer: Great advice..........pssht.
Nixon rolls out also, and hits Hart in the back with an overhead fist. Stumbling away Nixon pursues, and goes to hit Hart againt but Broken Hart delivers a drop toe hold and Nixon's face boucnes off the steel ring steps! Grabbing Nixon around the waist, he drops him back first into the ring apron! Rolling into the ring to stop the count he rolls back out.
4:30
Grabbing Nixon he goes to whip him into the barricade but the champ reverses and sends Hart crashing back first into the ring barricade! The crowd, hearing the thud, lets out a collective "ooooh!". Nixon rolls into the ring to catch his breath. The ref gets to a 7 count before Hart slides in. Nixon doesn't waste any time, though, boucning off the ropes and dropping an elbow onto the back of Hart's head.
Cover
1!
2!
Hart gets a desperation shoulder up. The clock now reads 3:15! Nixon shakes his head in frustration. These two have literally beaten the hell out of each other.
Stump: Hart has already lost this match. I wish we had instant replay.
Cockshafer: Hearing you once is enough, thank you.
Nixon drops an elbow again, this time across the throat of Hart who chokes and grabs his neck. He reaches for the ropes as Nixon grabs his feet. Lifting him up, his neck collides with the second rope! Hart continues to choke and sputter.
2:50
Nixon, still winded, grabs Hart and goes for the Nixon-Nator a third time and for a third time Hart counters! DDT in the center of the ring!
Both men are down, flat on their backs as the clock ticks under 2:30 to go!
Hart and Nixon both stumble up, but Nixon backs into a corner trying to gain a quick advantage.
Nixon climbs onto the turnbuckles, and Hart sees him setting up an ax handle!
Hart charges the corner and knocks the TV champ into a seated position, then turns his back, setting up for a running electric chair drop!
Hart runs forward!
VICTORY ROLL BY THOMAS NIXON!!!!!
1!
2!
3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cockshafer: With time to spare too!
Winner and STILL XWF Television Champion - Thomas Nixon
After he makes his way backstage, Broken Hart finds Kid Kool, Snow, Chastity, Rebecca and Christina Nash all decked out in Christma regalia. BH smiles to himself, humbled by the reception.
KK: Dude, Christmas morning is tomorrow morning... what's say we head out on the town and par-TAY?!
Snow: I got a hankerin' fer a few brewskies and some sirloin... you in?
Nash: The snow's fallen outside, Snow's had a bit of shine tonight... I could go for another kind of 'snow' if you catch my drift! Anybody got a straw handy.......
Rebecca: Christy, don't you and Kid hog the mistletoe, me and Snow have some business to take care of!! XD
Chastity: BH... I LOVE YOU HUNNY-BUN!! Let's have a holly-jolly Christmas, whadya say?! ^__^
Hart gazes at his friends, those he calls his family... he smiles and pats his gal pal on the shoulder... "Chastity? Let's ROCK this city!!! Drinks on me!"
The six head out, as 'Jingle Bell Rock' plays us out... Happy Hollidays, X-Dub!!
Let me get this strait, he had exsplosive diarrhea?............bull shit! The only reason that happened is that there was no such thing and was to big(litterly) of a wussy to show his presence. Enough said
NOW BE MY BITCH ASS HOLE!!!!!!!!!!
The following 1 user Likes drezdin5788's post:1 user Likes drezdin5788's post Vincent Lane (12-27-2016)
Nixon...congrats. You and I tore the roof off and you put up one hell of a fight, proving that you earned that title. Very, VERY good job. I'm not giving up my quest for te TV championship... but at least I know it's in good hands. Adieu, my friend.
Tear it out. Move in for the kill.
The following 1 user Likes Broken Hart's post:1 user Likes Broken Hart's post Thomas Nixon (12-28-2016)
Hell yea!! Tah have the Champ himself put together my celebration... lovin' it! And yup, love that song. Hope ya enjoyed the gals as much as I did!! XD Happy New Year's! ^__^
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