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Giant Center
Hershey, Pa
Lucius Fyre
- vs -
Cain
- vs -
Patrick Kissinger
Standard Triple Threat
Duncan B. Deadly
- vs -
Mastermind
Standard One Fall
Ghost Tank
- vs -
Peter Gilmour
X-treme Rules
Universal Championship #1 Contender Match Qualifier
Maverick
- vs -
TJ Wallace
X-Treme Rules
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As Edge Of A Revolution by Nickelback hits, Austin Fernando strides out confidently to the top of the entrance ramp, standing front and centre in front of the entire crowd with an almost sadistic smile on his face, cranking his head from side to side, he paces down to the ring and hops up onto the apron lightly. He stops again for a moment and bounds straight over the top rope, clearing it easily. Bouncing around lightly on his feet he crosses over to the bottom right turnbuckle and steps up onto the top turnbuckle, raising one arm triumphantly into the air. The crowd giving him mixed reactions, he steps down from the top turnbuckle, and moves to the centre of the ring, a microphone within his hands, he looks around at the crowd that has filled this arena up to the max, a small smile on his face as he brings the microphone up to his lips. Before he can draw breathe to speak, the crowd can be heard booing the man, the sound echoing throughout the arena.
Austin Fernando: Shut the fuck up, I've got an announcement to make.
Some of the crowd quieten down, while the rest continue to boo the man, who still has a grin plastered on his face.
Austin: You've all had to put up with the stale, regular bullshit that the rest of the roster give you on this show, and honestly? I've had enough, and that's why I'm announcing, that after TURNING POINT, I will be making by debut onto WARFARE!
Most of the crowd yell and jeer the man in the ring, reacting heavily to this statement, he stands in the ring, still holding the microphone close to his face, as the reaction to this statement starts to die down, he speaks again.
Austin Fernando: This show, is inept, but it isn't the fault of management, it's the fault of the current roster. I'm coming here for the sole reason, to provide you all entertainment, to spice up this show and make it exciting again, we've all had to put up with the same, stale crap for a while now, and now that I'm here? Well, let's just say it's about to get a whole lot better, as I prove to you all once again, why I am... THE EPITOME OF GREATNESS, THE TURNING POINT OF XWF, THE LEADER..
He pauses in the middle of this statement, his grin growing wider as the crowd begin to loudly boo the man again.
Austin Fernando: OF THE REVOLUTION...
Austin drops the mic in the ring, leaving it lying there in the centre of the ring, as he proceeds to walk out of the ring, sliding underneath the bottom rope and walking up the entrance ramp, confidently walking out into the backstage area, the noise of the crowd growing louder by the minute, as he disappears backstage.
Lucius Fyre
- vs -
Cain
- vs -
Patrick Kissinger
Standard Triple Threat |
Lucius comes out when the guitar begins, turns his back to the ring. He points left, right, and then both with each SHOUT! eventually turning around for SHOUT AT THE DEVIL! He then walks to the ring, interacts with the fans, and gets to the ring in time to repeat the pointing in time with the music. The music fades out.
As the opening riff of "Blacklist" by Exodus brings the crowd to life the lights strobe red and black. Flames erupt from the stage and Cain steps through them, bouncing from foot to foot at the top of the ramp, then he roars and pounds his chest three times as the flames once again erupt behind. He storms down the ramp with purpose, bumping fists with a couple of fans in the front row. He bounces back and forth again as he reaches the ring apron, leaping up on it. As he steps through the ropes, he steps to the middle of the ring, arms outstretched as sparks rain down onto him. As the ambiance returns to normal, he slaps his head a few times, psyching himself up for the match.
The Dead Weather - Blue Blood Blues starts to play and the lights in the arena dim. A spotlight shines on the entranceway, and Patrick Kissinger steps out into view. He looks down the ramp and into the ring, before cracking a smirk and taking off down the ramp at a brisk walk. He turns to face the crowd and winks at a women in the audience before hopping up on the apron and stepping between the ropes. He ascends a turnbuckle, raising one fist in the air before dropping back down to the mat.
The three men stand in their corners, sizing each other up. The ref signals for the bell and all three men charge at each other, colliding and throwing punches in the center of the ring. Cain gets the upper hand of the situation, driving his knee into Fyre's stomach and throwing him to the mat, The Messiah of Pain throws his head against Kissinger's nose and kicks him into the corner, where he slumps onto the mat. Cain grabs Fyre by his hair and lifts him to his feet throwing him against the ropes, Fyre rebounds and runs into Cain with a lariat. Cain is thrown back from the force but keeps on his feet, Lucius runs back to the ropes and rebounds hoping for another lariat. But Cain counters with Das Boot! Fyre falls to the mat and Cain places a single foot onto Fyre's chest. The ef begins the count
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Broken up by Kissinger Hung Out To Dry! His trademark lariat hits Cain in the throat and sends him to the ground! Patrick goes for a cover on Cain!
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Kickout by Cain! Patrick kneels up and smacks Cain in the face, dragging him back to his but Fyre is back up throwing punch after punch into Kissinger who is forced to drop Cain. Fyre sends Kissinger against the ropes with a flurry of punches, a kick to Kissinger's stomach and Frye goes for a Stunner! But only Lucius falls to the mat as Patrick pushes him off, making Fyre to land on the small of his back. Patrick shakes the cobwebs and goes to Fyre, but Lucius springs to life and goes for a spear, but Patrick takes it! Keeping on his feet he drives Fyre's head into the mat with a hellish improvised piledriver. Fyre is down for the count, Patrick is knelt up and goes for a pin on Fye but Cain drags him off and DEVASTATION OF MAN! Cain roars to the crowd and goes to the fallen Patrick, but again Fyre won't call it quits, he's back on his feet, carrying on attacking Cain, making him fall to his knees. But Cain isn't out of this yet, he sends a hard right punch into Fyre's chest! Lucius is reeling back, clutching his heart. And Cain grabs Lucius. DEVASTATION OF MAN! Cain hits another on Fyre and goes for the pin!
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2
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THREE!!!
Cain gets the win and the ref signals for the bell!
Winner: Cain
Peter's dick sees Peter backstage eating a plate of Chicken Parm. He flies up and flops around in the parm while Peter tries to stab him with a fork. The dick gets free and and begins to slap Peter in the face.
Fight me.
Duncan B. Deadly
- vs -
Mastermind
Standard One Fall |
The two men lean in their corner, staring at one another. The ref signals for the bell and they push away from the turnbuckles and begin to circle one another, they move closer and lock up in the center of the ring. Both men push against each other with all their might. Duncan goes for a kick while they're still locked up, but Mastermind telegraphs the attack and side steps, spinning underneath Duncan's arm and locking in an armbar. Mastermind twists on his arm as Duncan is in clear pain, he struggles, punching at Mastermind's hands and arms forcing him to release the hold and Duncan turns quickly with a Discus Clothesline, sending both men to the mat. Deadly quickly gets to his feet, Mastermind slowly getting back to his.
Deadly turns to the fallen Mastermind and drops an elbow on the back of his neck, Mastermind falls in a heap to the mat, struggling to get back up, he manages to get back to all fours, but another elbow to the back f his neck. Mastermind falls onto the mat again. Duncan raises his arm for another elbow and crashes down onto the mat. Mastermind rolling out of the way just in time. Mastermind gets to his knees as Duncan clutches his elbow in pain, kicking his legs out. Mastermind takes a breather and waits for Duncan to get to his feet, egging him on.
Duncan rises to his feet and meets with a charging Mastermind. MIND CHANGER! Mastermind hits the flying clothesline with perfection! He goes to set up the Mind Sleeper but Duncan wakes up quickly and scrambles out of the ring to the outside, clutching his throat, breathing deeply. Mastermind looks to the ref, who begins to count Duncan out.
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Duncan continues to pace on the outside.
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Duncan puts a hand on the apron, Mastermind clenches his fists.
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Duncan slides underneath the ropes and meets with Mastermind's feet with a baseball slide. Duncan is knocked back into the bottom rope clutching his head in pain. Mastermind drags Duncan away from the ropes and goes for a quick pin.
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Kickout at 2! Duncan pushes away from Mastermind and rolls to his feet. Mastermind raises his hands into air and starts to circle his opponent, looking to grapple with Duncan. Duncan walks around the ring looking for an opening. Mastermind rushes in, but Duncan counters with a kick to Mastermind's groin. Mastermind keels over and Duncan grabs him, lifting him high into the air for a suplex, holding him in the air for what feels like an eternity. As Duncan is finally going to fall to the ground, Mastermind struggles out of the hold and goes straight into the Mind Sleeper! Duncan struggles in the sleeper hold and panics, waving his arms around, trying to get to the ropes that are so far away from him.
Mastermind drops onto the mat with Duncan still reeling, and he maneuvers into the Mind Controller! Duncan screams in agony, trying to get to the ropes. He starts to crawl, getting closer to the bottom rope, inch by inch, he holds his hand out to the ropes. His finger tips are barely an inch away and he taps! Duncan taps to the Mind Controller! The ref signals for the bell and Mastermind releases the hold, with a roaring crowd cheering him on as he raises his hands in victory.
Winner: Mastermind
Ghost Tank
- vs -
Peter Gilmour
X-Treme Rules |
Ghost Tank slowly makes his way down to the ring.
WHACK!
Gilmour is wasting no time as he cracks a kendo stick over Ghost Tank’s head, sending him stumbling down the ramp. Peter follows him with a look of determination. Gilmour grabs the back of Tank’s head and sends it right into the barricade! Peter begins stomping away at the stunned Tank’s midsection as Tank attempts to make it to his feet. Tank shoves Peter away, but Peter quickly rebounds with a superkick that sends Tank over the railing and into the crowd and on top of a small child! The child’s mother dumps an entire beer on Tank’s head! Tank struggles to make his way out of the booing crowd, and walks right into the clutches of Gilmour!
Side russian legsweep onto a chair!
Tank’s head collapses the chair as the steel bends around his neck. Gilmour steps on the chair, taunting Tank to get up. Tank rolls to the side and Peter wedges the remains of the chair up against the barrier. Doing his best Moses impression, Peter parts the crowd as he makes his way through them. Peter turns and runs full speed at the downed Tank!
And he dropkicks Tank’s head right into the barrier!
Wasting litle time, Peter picks Tank up and tosses him over the barrier, following quickly behind him. Peter lifts Tank once more and throws him into the ring. Peter reaches underneath the ring apron and pulls out a table! Gilmour slides it into the ring and begins fishing under the ring again, this time coming up with a roll of razor wire! Peter slides into the ring and makes it to his feet, just in time to notice Ghost Tank charging forward at him.
Gilmour whips the razor wire right into Tank!
Tank immediately drops to the ground, writhing in pain while trying to pull the razor barbs from his face and stomach. Gilmour grabs the table and slams it right down onto Tank’s head! Again! Gilmour places the table on top of Tank, sandwiching the razor wire in-between the table and Tank’s body. With a smirk, Gilmour steps on top of the table and puts all his weight on top of it, causing Tank to cry out in pain. Peter steps across and to the turnbuckle. He climbs to the top as the fans start to go wild. Peter throws his arms up in an ‘X’ and leaps off!
Legdrop onto the table!
Peter rolls off to the side and laughs as Tank struggles underneath the razor wire and table. Peter gets to his feet and drags the table off of Tank and begins setting it up near the turnbuckle. He returns to the fallen Tank and begins stomping the razor wire into his his face even more! Tank convulses on the ground as Gilmour continues the brutal assault. Peter grabs the razor wire with his bare hands and rips it away, the razor barbs tearing away at Tank’s exposed flesh in the process. Tank is covered in blood and struggling to crawl away from the vicious Gilmour. Peter takes his time and carefully wraps the razor wire all around the erected table before turning his attention back to Ghost Tank. Peter cuts Tank off with a stomp to the hand. Peter lifts Tank to his knees by the outstretched arm, then sends him right back down to the canvas with a huge DDT. Peter quickly pops back up to his feet and runs to the ropes, he bounces off and runs full speed towards the prone Tank…
Fist drop!
Gilmour nearly drove his fist through the back of Tank’s skull! Peter rolls Tank over, mounts him and begins pummeling him with short punches to the face. Gilmour gives him one final slap that drops Tank’s head back down to the mat. Peter gets to his feet and slides out of the ring. He reaches underneath the ring and pulls out a small black bag, and with a large smile on his face he holds it up for the crowd to see. Peter reaches into the bag and pulls out a taser! Gilmour slides back into the ring and begins stalking Ghost Tank, who is attempting to make his way to his feet. Tank finally makes it to his feet, still stunned, and turns right into Gilmour who brings the taser right to Tank’s neck! Tank begins to shiver and shake as urine begins to roll down his leg! He slumps over right onto Peter’s shoulder. Peter drags Tank over to the corner, past the razor wired table and to the turnbuckles. Slowly, Peter begins to hoist the massive Ghost Tank up the turnbuckles, looking back at the table to judge the distance. Peter finally sits Tank on the very top turnbuckle and moves to his side with his arm wrapped around Tank’s neck.
The fans are going nuts!
The know what comes next!
Gilmour tightens the hold as the fans begin to chant!
PETER!
PETER!
PETER!
GILMOUR CUTTER OFF THE TOP ROPE THROUGH THE TABLE!!
The two men go crashing through the table, leaving a heap of bodies, wood and razor wire. With a smile across his bloodsoaked face, Peter sits up and looks back at the unconscious Tank. Peter leans back across Tank’s body and hooks his leg lazily.
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3!!!
Winner: Peter Gilmour
Peter Gilmour has just put on a clinic, an exceptional performance by the "ruler of the realm of xtreme". Ghost Tank was just a shadow of his normal self, Gilmour dominated from the get go.
Gilmour has his hands raised as Ghost Tank looks disappointed, sat in the corner trying to shake off the cob webs. Suddenly the lights go out, is it the Asylum?
They come back on as the fans erupt as someone dressed in all black, wearing a white mask and their hood up is waiting behind Gilmour. Gilmour looks around, confused. He turns to walk straight into a superkick. The masked individual mounts on top of Gilmour and begins striking him in the face. Left, right, left, right.
The man in black slides under the apron to the outside and grabs a steal chair. He slides back in the ring and nails Gilmour right in the skull just as Peter was making his way to his feet. There is a huge dent in the chair.
The masked man then looks at a badly beaten Ghost Tank, who is still sat in the corner. He walks towards him and begins stomping a mudhole in to the chest area of GT. The man in disguise places the chair on GT. He takes a few steps back, runs and hits a front dropkick right into chair, which smashes into the Ghost Tanks face. Blood pours from GT'S skull.
The man in black then picks Gilmour up and nails a move that looks familiar. Isn't that move... The Scullanator? The man in black takes the mask off to reveal,
it is indeed.... A new looking, Scully.
The Scully Meister now has long, shaggy hair and a beard. There is a mixed reaction from the fans as Scully grins, looking proud of his actions. Scully has attacked two of the three men who defeated him before his disappearance. "Room to breathe" by You Me At Six hits the P.A as Scully looks at both of his fallen victims, before leaving the ring. Scully smirks, whilst looking back at the two individuals he attacked.
Somehow Gilmour starts to stir and using the ropes manages to pull himself up. He looks around the ring with a confused look on his face like what the fuck happened? He reaches down to make sure his Super Dick is still there, after a little bit of junk shifting he smiles. Yep, still there when the lights go out.
The fans go ballistic as they try to figure out what the hell is happening. The lights come back on and we see Peter Gilmour bloodied with a barbed wire baseball bat next to him. What the hell happened?
Universal Championship #1 Contender Match Qualifier
TJ Wallace
- vs -
Maverick
X-treme Rules |
TJ Wallace is walking towards the ring when Maverick comes out of nowhere! He blindsides TJ! He grabs TJ and throws him shoulder-first into the steel steps! Maverick bellows out towards the rafters.
Joey Styles: Maverick does NOT look happy for what happened for their team battle on Madness this week.
Maverick looks under the ring and pulls out a table! He also pulls out his patented steel chair with a sledge hammer lodged within it. TJ stands up and gets BLASTED by the concoction! Maverick glares down at TJ before setting up the table on the outside. The referee is yelling at Maverick from the ring, but Maverick is ignoring him. Maverick stalks TJ until TJ slowly gets up. TJ gets to his feet and turns into… a Lights Out Spinebuster through the table!
Maverick stands up and looks satisfied with his work. He reaches into the shambles and picks up TJ Wallace and rolls him into the ring. Maverick rolls in too and the referee pushes Maverick into his own corner while scolding him. Maverick smirks and raises his hands to show innocence.
The referee walks away and talks to TJ. TJ struggles to get to his feet, but he nods at the referee who asks him again. TJ nods his head furiously as the referee shakes his head. He motions for the bell.
Joey Styles: This match is just now beginning!
Maverick stalks over TJ and kicks him in the gut and pulls him into a DDT! TJ’s head spikes into the mat and he’s laid out. Maverick covers him while smiling at the referee.
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NO! TJ kicks out!
Maverick looks surprised. He picks up TJ and hits a northern lights suplex into a bridge pin!
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NO! TJ kicks out again!
Maverick begins slamming his hand against the mat with frustration. He holds up three fingers towards the referee who shakes his head. Maverick lets TJ get to his feet before kicking TJ in the gut. He pulls him for a powerbomb and lifts him up, BUT TJ COUNTERS INTO A DDT!
Both men are laid out as it caught Maverick by surprise!
Maverick slowly gets to his feet as TJ does too! Maverick comes forward and hits a blow to the temple of TJ. TJ staggers for a moment before sending a punch back to Maverick! Maverick punches him. TJ Wallace then dropkicks Maverick in the knee! Maverick falls to one knee before taking a superkick right to the jaw! TJ backs away for the moment before climbing out onto the apron. Maverick slowly gets up and turns around into a Springboard DDT from TJ! Maverick is out of it, but TJ is still sluggish from the horrid beatdown pre-match. He covers Mav as the referee gets into position.
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Kickout!
TJ pulls Maverick to his feet before nailing a jumping complete shot. TJ picks up Maverick and attempts to lifts him up for a chokeslam, but Maverick locks the arm and pulls TJ into a crossface! TJ screams out in pain as Maverick pulls back on the face of TJ while holding his arm between his legs. TJ is reaching for the ropes, but he’s a good foot away. He begins pushing off the mat with his exposed hand and is trying to get closer and closer to the ropes. He’s only inches away from the ropes. He reaches out and is about to touch it…
But Maverick releases the hold and pulls TJ back to the center of the ring. He interlocks their legs and flips TJ over for a sharpshooter! Maverick now has a sharpshooter applied in the center of the ring. Maverick holds the legs firmly and wrenches the hold back inflicting serious damage on the lower back of TJ. TJ reaches out, but he fades into the mat! The referee is asking if he’s alright, but no response! The referee raises the hand of TJ…
1… It drops to the mat with no resistance!
2… The hand falls once more.
Thr-NO! TJ has life left!
TJ screams out in agony as he pushes off the mat and begins the slow crawl towards the ropes! He almost gets there, but Maverick pulls him back! TJ crawls again and is almost there! Maverick pull him again. TJ falls to the mat in frustration and anguish. Maverick goes to apply more pressure, but TJ is curling under! He’s going under the legs of Maverick until he’s broken the hold!
Maverick pulls TJ to his feet and hits a belly-to-belly suplex! Maverick does not seem finished with TJ as he lifts him up again. He goes for a double underhook suplex, but TJ bounces around and hits The Sound of Silence! The spinning kick nails Maverick as he’s out on his feet. As he is moving around, TJ leaps into the air and grabs the head of Maverick yanking him down to the mat in the Natural Selection! TJ jumps on his body and hooks the leg!
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Th-NO! Maverick kicks out!
TJ stands up, but he looks exhausted. He makes a “T” with his arms signaling the end! Maverick uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet and turns into TJ lifting him up for THE SILENCER! Maverick squirms and gets out of the hold by grabbing the top rope. TJ flings Maverick off and hits the ropes. He stops at the ropes and springboards off for a clothesline! Maverick dodges out of the way as TJ hits the mat and slides across the ring in a heap!
Maverick pulls up TJ and locks in the PURE PERFECTION! The high-angle Boston Crab has Maverick’s knee placed firmly on the head of TJ! TJ is trying to reach for the ropes, but they’re just out of reach!
Maverick tugs back on the hold inflicting copious amounts of damage to the neck of TJ. Maverick goes to pull back some more and accidentally slips! He falls off TJ and hits the top turnbuckle on the back of his head. Maverick falls back into the corner holding his head. TJ gets to his feet and sees Maverick in the corner. TJ splashes him there and pulls him into a piledriver! Maverick’s face is spiked into the mat as TJ climbs the turnbuckle. The Sound of Silence watches as Maverick gets back up and leaps for a diving crossbody, but Maverick leaps up for a dropkick! TJ gets rocked by it and hits the turnbuckle.
Maverick grabs TJ and lifts him up for a suplex, but drops him forward! AGE OF PERFECTION!!! The modified Falcon Arrow has TJ knocked out! Maverick lays across the body of TJ!
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THREE!..... NO! The referee is waving it off! TJ got his foot on the bottom rope!
Maverick is livid! He’s punching the turnbuckles! He’s kicking the mat! He’s hot and ready to fight.
He jumps down on TJ and begins raking his eyes. He kicks TJ right in the nuts! The referee pulls Maverick off of him and threatens him!
Joey Styles: Maverick could easily be disqualified for that low blow. It looks like the referee is being forgiving.
Maverick goes over to TJ, but TJ rolls him up!
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NO! Maverick just barely gets out.
Both men get back up, but TJ hits a palm strike to the nose of Maverick! Blood squirts everywhere! Maverick is woozy! He turns towards TJ who lifts him up and nails…
THE SILENCER!!!
The Attitude Adjustment into an RKO! Maverick is laid out! TJ grabs a leg and pins Maverick.
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THREE!
Winner: TJ Wallace
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