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04-24-2019, 04:03 PM





WEDNESDAY - 24TH APRIL 2019
THE XWF CONTINUES IT'S AUSTRALASIAN TOUR.



THIS IS...


WEDNESDAY NIGHT WARFARE!!!!
From !!!

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SIR JOHN GUISE STADIUM, PORT MORESBY, PAPUA NEW GUINEA





"I'm Pip Collins, and joining me at the broadcast table, XWF's very own Heather Halliwell!"

"Thanks Pip! We have one Hell of a card in store tonight don't we?"

"We sure do! Luca Torchwood..."

"You mean Torchwick, right?"

"Oh, haha right. It seems there was a typo on my copy of the card for the night. Anyhow, we have Luca Torchwick, Zane Norrison, Vita Valenteen, Centurion, and Ned Kaye all in action tonight!"

"Also, Dolly Waters defends her Hart championship in the Main Event!"

"That's right Heather, and don't forget about the King of Xtreme himself, Peter Gilmour! Speaking of, we're about to kick things off, so lets send it down to ringside!"

"Sadisticlly!"




MATCH #1:

Jake Avery
- vs -
Peter Gilmour
- vs -
RL Edgar



Jake Avery and R.L Edgar are already in the ring staring awkwardly at one another when suddenly....





The lights in the arena dim, then go to full black. We then hear the eerie sounds of a bell being tolled and then an explosion of fire emitting from the entrance ramp. The beginning of DADDYS FALLEN ANGEL by IN THIS MOMENT begins as the heavy guitar riffs kick in and red strobes dance around the stage. As soon as the verse kicks in, we see Peter Gilmour and his main madame of malady and mayhem, Valerie Sky come out to the ramp. They smile at each other before going down the ramp hand in hand. Peter bobs his head to the song. They get in the ring together and Peter gets on the turnbuckle and throws up an "X" sign as pyro goes off above the ring. Peter hops down and kisses Valerie. They wink and smile sadistically towards each other and then, Valerie Sky the dark demonic, demented diva of destruction exits the ring and Peter turns his attention to R. L. Edgar and Jake Avery.


"Do you see the look on Peter Gilmour's face?"

"Yeah, is he constipated or something?"

"No Heather! That's the look of a man who is 100% focused on the task at hand."

"He looks constipated!"


All three gentlemen meet in the center of the ring as the referee joins them, with a sadistic nod to the official bell ringer, oddly enough this task is being performed by famed comedian, Noel Fielding... in character as Richmond, from the IT Crowd, for an even stranger twist.


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Anyway, Noel... er, Richmond, gives a sadistic thumbs up to Peter Gilmour, who winks sadistically and the bell is instantly sounded.... also sadistically, and this match begins... sadistically! Sadistically!


Peter Gilmour turns to R.L Edgar and Jake Avery and raises his hands, waving them in a gesture that usually indicates - Come and get me!


"Peter Gilmour telling his opponents to bring it!"


Both men exchange glances and rush at Gilmour. Peter grins sadistically and catches R.L Edgar with a sadistic left hook, that sends Edgar flying. Following this he hits Jake Avery with a sadistic left jab, the punch also causes Avery to shoot back. This gives reason for Peter to start sadistically laughing like a sadistic maniac as he screams "Suck my dick, motherfuckers!" to both downed men. Which invokes rage within them and they jump to their feet, immediately running towards Gilmour. Peter just shakes his head and when they near him, Double Fuckin' Chokeslam! Oh shit! Yeah! That just happened! Jake and Edgar's bodies thunder against the ring!


"A great show of strength from Gilly!"

"Do you think he's on the juice?"


With defiance they pop up and run at Gilmour again and once more, Peter catches them both with dueling Chokeslams! Their bodies collide with the ring chaotically and the fans are losing their minds! A sadistic chant starts as the crowd sadistically scream Peter's name. It gets so sadistically loud, the sadistic ceiling rafters seem to shake sadistically!


"ANOTHER DOUBLE CHOKESLAM FROM PETER GILMOUR!"

"Do you think this is Peter in sadistic mode or Xtreme mode?"

"How about sadistically XTREEEME!?"


From there, Peter focuses his attention on R. L Edgar, tearing him from the canvas. Edgar slaps at Gilmour in effort to make him let go and Peter shakes his head sadistically, before sadistically grasping Edgar by the throat. He then pulls Edgar in and delivers a sadistic Headbutt! Hitherto executing - DEATHSTRIKE!


However, at this precise moment Jake Avery has found his footing. Woefully for him, Peter has that extra-sensory perception thing going on and he turns to Avery, sadistically with a sadistic smirk and sadistically delivers a very sadistic...

"GILMOUR CUTTER!"

Jake Avery's body crashes on top of R.L Edgar, who surges in agony from the impact. Then Peter fuckin' Gilmour pins them both! Sadistically!





ONE!





TWO!


Sadistic!


Er...


THREE!


Winner: Peter Gilmour!



"A truly impressive showing from the XTREME Peter Gilmour tonight!"

"Could you imagine if Pete was this Xtreme every show?"

"It would truly be a sight to be seen, but I digress! We have more action coming up after this break!"





Rain and Snow are backstage, playing a game together on the Nerdtindo BS, when a scream is heard.... Tony Santiani [Rain's former lover, forver bestie] is seen rushing onto the scene, as he is apparently running from something....or someone. "Yo, Reevie!!! Those masked bastah'ds are comin' outta the wood work again, we gotta do somethin' about 'em!!! >_< " .... Rain replies, with fear trembling through his body, "Oh no, they're still coming after my beautiful Tony! :^( ...Snow, can you go beat the crap out of them for us?? :^/ " ......Snow looks p.o.'d, "REEVE!!! Why in tarnations do y'all keep runnin' skurred from a fight? You used tah be so valiant, ready fer a fight at the drop of a hat... ya used tah spit fire and bring people down a peg or two, and NOW lookitcha?! Scared ah yer own dang shadow, what the hell has happened to you? This isn't the big bro I remember, and I ain't buyin' that 'I've been away from the ring too long' bull crap, you--" ......then, SUDDENLY, an arrow soars through the air, before SHATTERING the light bulb above.... all three are covered in darkness.....

....A lantern is lit, and we find Tony and Snow laid out....Rain cowering in a corner.... The man known as Broken Hart holds the lantern, while the four anonymous masked men stand before Rain, scaring the bejeezus out of him.... BH: "LADIES....and gentlemen. XWF Galaxy, the days are slowly dwindling down to the day that we invade.... and there is no escape. We attack who we wish, we destroy what we want, and we GET what is rightfully ours. You people have only witnessed the VERY beginning of our master plan to bring the XWF back to greatness.... or? If you don't agree, we will bring the XWF crashing into a pile of rubble, never to live again. We are the penultimate force in professional wrestling, we ARE the men and women that will either bring the XWF back to its pinnacle, bringing it to the top of the game.... or, we will drive a stake through it's bleeding heart. XWF..... prepare for the worst. For even that will not prepare you.....

"...for us. We love you all... TTFN.
The anonymous men get in Rain's face, scaring the hell out of 'The Storm', before they stomp Tony and Snow a bit more, before heading out. Hart smiles a dastardly grin for the camera, before facing Rain....and winking. BH then turns on his heel and heads out, as Rain is left shaking from fear...





MATCH #2:

Apoclypse
- vs -
Vita Valenteen
- vs -
BIG D






The house lights dim, and the arena fades to darkness, accompanied by black and purple mood lighting. The cameras pan around the sold out arena showing the fans waiting in anticipation. Soon a distinct sound of multiple horses galloping is heard. With this the cameras pan back to the stage as we see entrance graphics employing visuals of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. The horsemen utter the words “Apocalypse Now”, when suddenly two columns of fire shoot from the sides of the stage as “My Apocalypse” by Metallica begins to play.


Claustrophobic
Crawl out of this skin
Hard explosive
Reaching for that pin


The flames on the stage continue to burn and an explosion is heard as a blast of smoke was set off at the back of the stage. Fog and dry ice begin to envelope the stage as the music continues to play.


Feel thy name extermination
Desecrating, Hail of Fire


Brown strobe lights begin to flash throughout the arena as Apocalypse enters by a lift in the stage between the flames, and standing in the midst of the smoke. As the strobe lights reflect off the crowd, we see the faces of the mixed reaction by the crowd, some cheering, and some booing. APOC stands there staring over the crowd for a few moments and the fire, smoke, mood and strobe lights die down.


So we cross that line
Into the grips
Total eclipse
Suffer unto my apocalypse!


The house lights come on and Apocalypse then starts to head down the ramp, with a slow methodical walk gazing mysteriously at the crowd. He then reaches the end of the ramp, steps up onto the ring apron and flips over the top rope and rolls into the center of the ring resting in a yoga pose as “My Apocalypse” by Metallica fades out.





The opening riffs of “Highly Strung” begin to play as the crowd jumps to their feet in excitement. VV runs out onto the stage and and postures for the adorning crowd. She makes her way down the ramp, slapping the outreaches hands of her fans along the way. VV the heads up the steps and runs along the outside apron. She grabs the top rope with both hands and springboards into the ring where she tucks and rolls before settling on a couched, almost ninja like pose. VV hops up and celebrates with the fans for a moment, pumping them up for the upcoming match. Finally, she settles into her corner and uses the ropes to loosen up as she waits for the match to begin.





Big D walks down to the ring without acknowledging the crowd.

"Big D looks to be in a sour mood tonight!"

"He should be fired for throwing poor Steve Sayors under the bus the other day!"

Big D rolls under the bottom rope and shoots straight for a vacant corner where he stretches as he waits for the match to begin.

DING DING!!

Vita, Big D and Apocalypse all begin circling each other in the ring..... that is, until Apoc and D focus on Double V. They both go for a double clothesline, but VV ducks underneath, springboards off the middle rope, and hits a double clothesline of her own. One arm for Apco, one for D, knocking them both head over heels. VV points to the sky, climbs to the top turnbuckle.... D stands, turns to her......... DRAGONRANA~!!! VV whips Big D across the ring with the 'rana sending him crashing to the canvas. Apoc charges toward Miss 24/7 herself. Apoc lunges at Vita, but the lightning quick chick leapfrogs over, rebounds off the far ropes, Apoc turns around and VV nails him with a front dropkick, sending Apoc rolling out of the ring.


"Vita Valenteen looking dominate in the opening moments of this match!"


VV turns around.... SPIKE DDT!!! Big D plants the firey dynamo with a wicked sharp ddt, her skull colliding with the canvas.


"You spoke too soon Pip!"


Big D goes for the pin!




ONE!













TWO!

KICKOUT!!!

Big D shakes his head, realizing he's going to have to dish out much more punishment to win this match. Apocalypse finally gathers himself and rolls into the ring underneath the bottom rope. Big D and Apoc stand nose to nose, a face-off that entices a loud, thunderous cheer from the XWF Galaxy. The men then begin to trade rights as the fans excitement is picking up... VV climbs to the apron...


"I think they forgot about someone!"

...before leaping onto the top turnbuckle. Big D whips Apoc toward VV, who launches from the post, striking Apoc with a pin-point flying forearm. Apocalypse falls to the mat and quickly rolls to the ring floor.


"Big D didn't forget!"


Big D now sets his sights on Vita Valenteen... He goes for a spear, which Vita avoids thanks to her quick reflexes, hopping out of the way just in the nick of time. Biggie SLAMS into the corner post with authority, bruising his elbow just a tad. VV rolls him up from behind in a school-girl!






ONE!









TW - but Apoc is back up and breaks it up!


"That very well could have been it!"


Apoc pulls VV up by her hair and HURLS her over the top rope, nearly breaking her neck on impact with the outside floor. Apoc turns around--BIG BOOT FROM BIG D!!! D begins blasting Apocalypse with forearm after forearm, before irish-whipping him toward the ropes..... he returns and D hits a...


"HUUUUGE SPINEBUSTER FROM BIG D!"

D goes for the cover.














ONE!























TWO!














"VV BREAKS THE COUNT!"

Big D jumps to hit feet and grabs a fist full of VV's hair as he drags her to the corner and smashes her face off of the turnbuckle!


"That's gonna leave a mark!"

"Not as bad as this I'd imagine!"


Big D lifts Vita over his head into a gorilla press and tosses her over the top rope! She crashes into the barricade below and lies motionless!


"I think she's dead Pip! Should we call someone?"

"Yeah, call air traffic control, because BIG D is about to fly!"


D heads up top, looking to inflict some aerial damage of his own. Apoc slowly but surely makes it back to his feet. D flies off the top rope with a double axe handle, but Apoc manages to sidestep the attack and return fire with a kick to the gut, doubling him over. Apoc pulls D in before lifting him up and DROPPING him with a vertical suplex.


"Maybe Big D shouldn't avoid the top rope moving forward?"

"Hey, she isn't dead after all!"

VV is FINALLY beginning to stir on the outside, Apoc brings D back up, before hoisting him over his big, broad shoulder. Apoc then moves toward the corner, before raising D and dropping him over the top turnbuckle with 'Snake Eyes'. Apoc then comes off the ropes, before nailing a bicycle kick to the face of Big D. Big D grabs at his face, attempting to lessen the pain rattling his brain. Big D falls into the corner, Apoc takes to the middle of the ring, before rushing in and hitting D with a knee to the already bruised face. Apoc pulls D up by the arm!

VITA SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE TOP ROPE AND HITS A SURPRISE DOUBLE DROPKICK!!! One boot to the face of Big D, one specially delivered to Apocalypse. Both big men fly backwards, landing on their asses.


"AIR VV JUST TURNED THE TIDES OF THIS MATCH!"


Vita then pulls Apoc up by his hair, returning the "favor" from earlier. She lands a few kicks, chops, and finishes with an uppercut, before whipping him into the corner. She then lifts Big D up off the canvas.... before irish-whipping the big boy into Apoc, before both men collide and drop to the mat. VV bounces off the ropes, and lands a splash on the backs of both men. Apoc rolls out once again, leaving VV with Big D, once more. VV is about to strike D, when the big man boots her right square in the gut.


"DEVASTATING BLOW FROM BIG D!"


VV doubles over, and Big D NAILS the petite XWF MegaStar with a simply
GRUESOME powerbomb!!!~! ....VV bounces off the canvas with a loud thud. D yanks VV by the hair before tossing her with a hair veil. Apoc returns to the ring...carrying a chair!!! He swings, but D ducks, kick to the gut, SPIKE DDT!

D goes for a pin fall over Vita!





ONE!




























TWO!



















"VV grasps the bottom rope."


Big D gets up in the officials face.

VV pulls herself up to the middle rope.

Big D shoves the ref, who shoves him back and gestures that he's in charge of this match, not D........ Double V makes it to her feet, grabbing hold of the top rope.

Big D turns around................SUPER-FUCKIN'-KICK~!!!!!!!!!


D drops like a sack of bricks on the mat, as VV goes for a pin......



ONE!


























TWO!











...............SUPER-FUCKIN'-KICKOUT!!!


Big D kicks out so hard it sends VV flying through the air and crashing in a heap upon the ring canvas. D gets up, grabs VV by the back of her shirt, pulls her up over his shoulders.......


"THE DAN SLAM! THIS COULD BE..."

Could you stop saying that?"

"...IT!"

He goes for the cover by hooking the leg!





ONE!

























TWO!




KICKOUT!!!


"ONLY A TWO!"

Vita begins punching D in the face as soon as she kicks out. He tries to shield his face, but the lil vixen continues to rapidly send shot after shot to the cranium of D. She slowly rises, before compiling the damage to D's face with rapid fire kicks to both of his legs. VV rockets toward the corner, leaps onto the top turnbuckle in one swift motion, before flipping around and catching Bg D with a HUMONGOUS tornado DDT. Big D rolls around on the mat in pain, grabbing at his head. This lil spitfire is proving she DESERVES that 24/7 case tonight!!! Big D rolls out of the ring... Apoc is just now standing, and he begins laying in the stomps to Big D's chest and stomach, both big boys clearly winded, quite heavily. Apoc grabs Big D by the scruff of his neck before BANGING his face off the apron. Apoc then goes to send D colliding with the outside ring-post, but D reverses and sends Apoc colliding with the metal pole. Apoc's face is now bloody, as he lays upon the outside ring floor. Big D is about to climb back into the ring, when VV ricochets off the far ropes, before spring boarding off the top rope closest to Biggie........... WHISPER IN THE WIND!!! Biggie is down again, and VV heads back into the ring. She rebounds off the ropes, and springboards once more.... SWANTON BOMB!!! The XWF Galaxy is ROARING as VV is dominating these two large men.


"What is even happening right now? How is Vita managing to keep both of these men off balance?"

"Well size isn't everything Pip."

"Care to have diner after the show?"

"What? No, just.... no."


Apoc tries to get up, but Vita grabs his wrist, lays it down, before STOMPING the hell out of it!!! The big man wails in anguish, as Vita rolls Big D into the ring, heading for a pin to seal the deal. She gets a one, a two, and a two and a half but no three. Apoc suddenly slides into the ring, spinning VV around, and SLAMMING into her with a massive lariat. VV falls and Apoc goes for the pin.... and this time, it's Big D breaking up Apoc's cover. The two men yell at eachother, before getting into a shoving match.... Apoc goes for a clothesline, Big D ducks under, but D doesn't duck under VV's leaping roundhouse kick!! D goes down, and VV shoves Apoc over the top rope..... Vita goes for the pin on Big D..................










































ONE!










































TWO!

































THREE!





















































"NO!!! MIKA HUNT SAYS IT WAS A TWO COUNT!"

"Big D barely managed to get his shoulder up in time!"


VV looks a little frustrated before jumping to her feet. She reaches down and grabs Big D's arm and helps him to his feet when suddenly Apoc crashes into VV from behind with a thunderous clothesline that sends her crashing to the mat! VV writhes in pain as Apoc stalks his prey.

Suddenly!


"ROLL UP BY BIG D!!!"













ONE!




























TWO!


































THREE!


Winner: BIG D!!!



"Big D with an impressive win tonight!"

"Big D has the experience Pip, he just needs to get his footing and once he does, the worlds the limit!"

"Well his feet seem pretty well planted tonight!"





”I’m getting word that something is going on backstage.”

The scene cuts to the back where we see Noah Jackson clearly pass along a rather thick envelope to XWF official Richard Wang. Wang peeks inside of the envelope before looking back to Noah with a slight grin and a nod before turning to leave.

”What did noah Jackson just give Richard Wang?”

”It looked like a bribe to me Pip.”

”No, no way. XWF officials are beyond corruption. Maybe it was just a print out of Drew Archyles latest recipie share from Twitter!”

”If you say so…”






MATCH #3:

Notorious Ned Kaye
- vs -
Centurion (with Roxy Nova)
- vs -
Noah Jackson




Ned Kaye walks out onto the ramp to a strong reaction before making his way down to the ring. He takes a running start and slides in under the bottom rope. Then rushes across the ring to a vacant corner where he climbs up to the second rope and postures for the crowd.



Centurion walks out as the crowd jumps to their feet. Cent makes his way down the ramp slapping a few outreached hands along the way. Up the steps and into the ring, Centurion then waits in the corner for the match to start.



Noah Jackson runs onto the ramp with a burst of energy, taunting to the crowd. He walks towards the ring going to high five fans before faking out and giving them a dab like a dick. He rolls into the ring and rests in his corner.

The three competitors rest in their respective corners giving occasional glances at one another.

The ref calls for the bell and as quick as a flash, Ned rushes Noah to take him out early but Jackson hurries onto his belly and rolls out of the ring; Kaye stops short at the ropes watching as Noah cockily struts around the ring. Whilst the two look at one another Centurion exits the ring, runs around the corner and blindsides Noah with a huge clothesline! The crowd pop huge as Centurion looks down at Jackson clutching his neck; Cent steps up to the apron and re-enters the ring with an eye on Kaye.


"This is what the people came here to see, XWF's best newcomer versus one of the best XWF veterans."


The two walk to the center and ready themselves, Ned holds out his fist slightly and Centurion quickly gives a fist bump as a sign of respect, the crowd give a cheer as the two in the ring lock up. The pair begin a test of strength with Cent gaining the advantage briefly before Ned throws a quick knee against Centurion's gut, winding the veteran. Kaye then quickly sweeps Cent's legs and drops him to the mat and moves quickly into a double foot stomp, once again on Centurion's stomach.

Cent clutches his abdomen in pain; Ned hits the ropes but before you can say 'duck cunt' he is nailed by a steel chair hurled through the air! The rim of the chair bust Kaye's nose and he drops to the mat; Noah from the apron admires his throw for a second before rushing into the ring and giving quick stomps to the downed Centurion before going for a tight pin, placing his elbow under Cent's throat.



ONE!





...





Kickout! Cent's not going down that easy as he throws a heavy right hook into Jackson's temple. Noah hurries to his feet but is knocked straight back down by Kaye who hits a beautiful bicycle kick he was hoping to hit at the beginning! Kaye wipes some of the blood away from his nose and grabs the steel chair but the ref gets in Kaye's face and forces him to throw the chair out of the ring?


"What? What the hell is the official doing!?"

"Maybe trying to retain order? He doesn't want this triple threat turning into a street fight."

"Noah literally just threw a chair at Ned Kaye!"


Confused, Kaye reluctantly throws the chair out of the ring. Jackson writhes on the ground in pain as Centurion gets to his feet and returns the favour to Noah, giving him a few hard stomps. Ned watches on as Centurion pulls Noah to his feet and whips him towards Kaye who punishes Jackson with a hard spinning heel kick! Jackson doesn't go down, instead clutching his ribs and stumbling backward into the waiting arms of Centurion.


"Well executed Saito Suplex from Centurion!"

"This just turned into a two on one!"


Centurion and Ned stare at one another for a moment before coming to some sort of silent alliance. Suddenly, they both begin to stomp a mud hole into the fallen Noah Jackson! Both men, satisfied with the amount of damage dealt, begin to posture for the fans, but Ned quickly makes the move to cover Noah!


”Ned Kaye’s trying to steal the victory here!”

”I wouldn’t exactly call it stealing”



ONE!











TWO!








”Centurion breaks the pin with a diving elbow!”


Ned and Cent get back to their feet. Ned is quick to get in Centurion’s face, upset over him breaking the pin.


”I wonder how much of this Centurion is going to take?”


No sooner said, Cent fires off a right hand at Ned!


”That much!”


Ned fires back with a right of his own! Next thing you know, both men are trading blows in the center of the ring with neither of them willing to back down!


”That might be the shortest lived alliance in XWF history!”

”You haven’t been around long have you Pip?”


Both men semi gassed, they circle the ring once more. They meet in the middle and the match turns into a boxing match. Precise exchanges to the face, one after another... Back and forth. Centurion pulls a couple of consecutive shots off that send Ned off balance! He moves in for an uppercut and misses! Ned whips him into the ropes! Centurion bounces off and catches a superkick square to the jaw!

”Centurion is out cold!”

Ned eyeballs the the corner, then looks back to Centurion before rushing to the corner and hopping up to the top rope.

Ned Kaye is on the top rope watching a wavy Centurion getting to his feet, Cent turns and Ned leaps!


"The Ego Crusher!"


Kaye is inches away from hitting when...


"CENTURION DODGED IT!"


However Kaye anticipated this and lands on his feet, sadly he didn't anticipate Centurion sweeping Ned's legs!


"FALL OF ROME!"


Centurion locks the submission in tight!

Ned Kaye struggles heavily and scrambles towards the ropes; but Centurion brings him into the center of the ring!

Kaye keeps struggling as Centurion tries to focus on the hold, in agony himself from the pain to his stomach.


"It's over!"


Kaye curls his fingers trying to fight the urge to tap.


"Not yet!"


Noah Jackson sprints back to life!


"Crack the shits!"


The single-legged dropkick rocks Centurion's jaw and breaks the hold!

Centurion falls back and Ned escapes to the ropes in seething pain! Centurion clambers to his feet dazed and circles into the Noah!


"Tim Tam Slam!"

"What a dumb n-NO COUNTERED!"


Centurion escapes behind a surprised Jackson!


"1000 MILE SLAM!"


Cent lifts Jackson high into the air BUT!


"Countered! What the fuck!?"


Centurion collapses, something clicking in his ribs and Noah takes advantage rolling up Centurion as he falls! The ref rushes in for the count!



ONE!

Ned Kaye springs to life to break the hold!

TWO!

THREE!


But falls short!



Winner - Noah Jackson!




Noah Jackson's theme plays as he quickly gets away from the pin and escapes the ring with raised arms, Ned is in disbelief as the ref makes a hasty exit as well.


"What the hell was that!? What a dirty fast count from Richard Wang!"

"I suppose that solves the mystery of what was in that envelope that Noah handed him prior to this match. I wouldn't expect anything less from The Vegemite of Wrestling."





SUDDENLY, the lights cut, and static fills the x-tron... before four men are shown on the screen;


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All four wear 'anonymous' masks, and we find Centurion, Noah and Kaye ko'ed center of the ring.

It's a new day, a new era... a New Horizon. We are here to save the XWF from itself, to save you ALL from yourselves... We know what is best for you, we know what is best for this company, and we will not stop until this federation is either fully alive once more.... or dead and dug under six feet of dirt. Every week, we will continue spreading our message through the XWF airwaves, we will continue hunting for those who share our vision. The XWF will not die until we allow it to. You all have six months to determine where your allegiance lies... Whether you stick to the old ways, or are open to a new regime. This has always been the BEST damn wrestling federation on the planet, and we will not let that die without a fight. But we will also not be afraid to cap this place like Old Yeller if need be. The XWF is our second home, and regardless of what we must do to retain its legacy before it's tarnished too much... we will ALWAYS know this place as our home. Now.... hit the lights!!!"

The tron cuts, darkness descends across the arena, before the lights return... all four anonymous members stand around the fallen Centurion, Noah and Ned.... They all four seem as if they're about to attack, when Roxy Nova rushes into the ring with a barbe-wire wrapped steel char!!! She chases all four off, the 4 men hopping the fan barricade and walking through the crowd to escape the maniacal Nova... Roxy glares at these four intruders, before checking on her good friend Centy.... the scene fades out.







MATCH #4:

Luca Arzegotti
- vs -
NAZI
- vs -
Bearded War Pig
- vs -
Zane Norrison






The lights in the arena begin to spazz the fuck out as the opening of "5AM in Toronto" plays and the X-Tron is graced by the pre-made vignette of the #MemeQueen's greatest moments. As the hardest rapper in the history of music begins his verse, Luca Arzegotti and Social Media God & Manager Extraordinaire Zane Kingsley III step out from behind the curtain to a thunderous mixed reaction: half the crowd about to ready to hop the barricade and murder the dynamic duo while the other half collectively loses their shit in excitement. Luca throws a few punches on the stage to loosen himself up before the pair make their way to the ring, Zane showing off dat motherfuckin' Jesus piece as usual.





Nathaniel Adolph Zachary Idenhaus, appears at the the entrance to the arena, his icy cold eyes of pure hatred, locked straight in front of him as he raises his arm in a traditional Nazi salute, promptly professing a loud and proud - Sieg Heil! Dropping his arm, a small, sadistic smirk slides onto place upon his face as he begins his decent down the ramp, marching the entire way to the ring. He then climbs the steel stairs, steps over the top rope, takes his place within the ring and awaits his opponent.





Once the vocals hit in “Between Now and Forever” BWP emerges from behind the curtains fierce and swift. Headbanging in a power stance his head almost smashing into the rampway, he really gets excited. Sprinting down toward the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. Combat rolling to his feet he throws up one arm with his hand forming the “shaka” symbol. His thumb and pinky sticking out while the rest of his hand is knuckled up into a fist. Pig then chooses a turnbuckle, which he sprints toward. Turning last second slamming his back into the buckles before sliding down until his ass hits canvas where he sits kind of like Raven from WCW, awaiting the bell.




Zane Norrison walks to the ring.


All 4 opponents are now in the ring, and eyeing one another from their respective corners.

"The winner of this match will meet the X-treme champion, Mastermind, on the 11th May edition of Saturday Night Savage."

The referee calls for the bell to start the match and then all hell seems to break loose. Firstly, Bearded War Pig runs across the ring like the wild bore that he represents putting all his attention on NAZI and out of the blue from the get go delivers one mean Superman Punch or he tries to, but NAZI hits him with a Sonderweg Spear which seems to knock BWP into the middle of next week.


"BWP was just folded in half by a devastating spear!"


NAZI gets to his feet first, grabs BWP by his hair and sends him flying over the top rope and crashing onto the floor below.


"What do you know, Pigs can fly!"


While all that was going on, Zane Norrison took off across the other side of the ring and caught Luca off guard by executing a Spear which rocked Luca hard. Zane then was first to his feet, he grabbed Luca by the hair, helps him to his feet, and then sends him flying through the middle ropes onto the floor below.


"A Luca's can too!"

"Leave the jokes to me Pip."


Zane turns his attention to the only man left in the ring, NAZI. But as he turns around to confront him, his face turns to horror as NAZI is already scampering across the ring to him and he cannot stop him from connecting with a Luftwaffe Lariat.

Zane stumbles backwards with the full force of the lariat and as he rebounds off of the ropes feels his neck. NAZI follows up with a massive Panzer Punt which rocks Zane and sends him crashing to the canvas. NAZI is on top of him like a shot and executes a quick cover.


"This could be it!"

"No way!"





ONE!

















TWO!












"KICKOUT AT THE LAST SECOND!"


NAZI grunts as he gets back to his feet. He pulls Zane back to his, and gets set to execute a SS Sidewalk Slam.

Suddenly Luca slides through the bottom rope...


"Uh oh, looks like trouble!"


and hits NAZI from behind with a clothesline. NAZI lets Zane go as he drops to the canvas clutching his head.

Luca looks down at both NAZI and Norrison.

He spots BWP trying to climb back into the ring, and he takes off and hits BWP with a missile drop kick that sends him flying off of the outside of the ring into the barriers below.


"Holy cow, Luca's can fly!"

"Nope, nuh-uh, still not funny Pip."

Luca smiles so broadly and turns around only to have his smile wiped from his face by Zane who hits him with a Baseball Slide. He goes for a quick cover.




ONE!

















TWO!









"THIS...."























"COULD..."





















"BE"






















"NOOOO!!!"



Broken up by NAZI with another Panzer Punt on the back of Zane's head. Zane rolls around in pain clutching the back of his head.

Luca is struggling to get to his knees. NAZI grabs him and executes a Blitzkreig Bulldog and nails it. He goes for a cover.






ONE!






















TWO!






THR-


"Luca manages to get the shoulder up just in the nick of time!"

"Nathaniel looks pissed!"


NAZI gets back to his feet first and is set upon by Zane. Zane hits him with a few lefts and rights before NAZI fights back by delivering a few jabs himself. They are still trading blows when BWP scuttles into the ring and goes for a quack cover on Luca.





ONE!































TWO!

















"The pin attempt broken up by both NAZI and Zane Norrison!"

NAZI grabs BWP while Norrison grabs Luca.

NAZI sets BWP up for a White Powerbomb and executes it.

Norrison sets Luca up for his own move when all of a sudden Luca puts Norrison into a small package.




ONE!




















TWO!






















"NAZI BREAKS THE PIN ATTEMPT AGAIN!"

NAZI grabs Luca by the hair and yanks him to his feet. The official warns him to release the hair. NAZI kicks Luca in the gut and lifts him up.

"WHITE NOISE!"[/white}

NAZI jumps back to his feet and grabs Luca's legs.


[white]"Looks like he's going to try and end it with the Concentration Clamp!"


"NOT SO FAST PIP!"


NAZI notices Zane getting back to his feet. He drops Luca's legs and rushes straight for him, but Zane catches him with a pop-up powerbomb!

"DOOMED NATION!"

"That's gotta be it!"





ONE!




















TWO!





























THREE!!!


Winner: Zane Norrison!





Just after the bell rings to end the match and the winner of the Fatal Four Way starts celebrating as he is the new number one contender for the X-treme title, 'Monster' by Ememiem and Rihanna starts playing on the Arena's sound system.

"We know who this is!"

All four participants including the winner looks to the top of the ramp awaiting Mastermind's arrival. But he doesn't appear.

Suddenly the lights go out and the camera focuses on the giant screen.

The X-treme title is being shown, then it disappears and the camera then shows Mastermind sitting in his thinking chair back at home in New Zealand. He then smirks his infamous smirk before he starts clapping.

"Very well done Zane on becoming the Number One contender for my x-treme title. You get to face me next Saturday Night Savage, in an epic show down, but the question is; do you have what it takes to take my title from me? I don't believe you, and I will show you how that will be come Saturday. In the mean time enjoy your win."

Suddenly the lights go off, and when they come back on, the camera spots the challenge collapsed in the corner of the ring and perched above him sitting on the top corner holding a steel chair is MASTERMIND. He looks at the camera and smiles.

The lights go out again, and when they come back on Mastermind is no where to be seen.






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FOR THE XWF HART TITLE



Tony Santos
- vs -
Dolly Waters ©



"I have a special guest commentator joining me at the both for out main event. Say hello to my old pal and former color man for Wednesday Night Warfare, Luca Arzegotti!"[white]

"Thanks for the warm intro fam."





"A Lesson Never Learned" hits, roaring guitars filling the arena. Tony Santos descends down the entrance ramp, black trench coat on his back, taking slow, confident strides toward the ring. The disdain from the crowd pouring in, Tony Santos takes it all in with a smirk that would put Alex Rodriguez to shame.

The chorus (Could be the end of the world, I'd still be laid here on my own, wasting my life away!!!) hits, Santos ascends the stairs and climbs the turnbuckle, one hand raised in the air, depicting the championship he always assumes he holds. Boos mixed with indecision rain in from the crowd, Tony still smiling, still loving the life he lives and the job he holds.

Santos jumps off of the turnbuckle and hits the mat with his two feet, giving one more raised arm to the crowd, then turning toward the entrance ramp, awaiting his opponent...





“Devil” by Shinedown suddenly begins to play as the lights lights around the stage flash pink. Dolly Waters walks out from the back wearing the black leather jacket with her last name printed across the back in hot pink and outlined in silver. Cheers are increasing like giant waves on the beach to him as she stands on the center stage surveying the crowd with a big smile on her face. She raises the Hart championship high into the air as she begins walking down the entrance path. She walks down to the ring while mingling with some of his fans at ringside. Climbing up onto the apron, she quickly runs to leap onto the middle rope. A spotlight emerges behind her to cloak him in a silhouette with smoke pushing upwards for that shadow effect. Hopping over the top rope, she lands inside the ring and heads to an unoccupied corner where she removes her jacket, and tosses it to the outside

DING DING!!

Things kick off quickly as the two briefly circle the ring and then come together in the middle, tying each other up. As they struggle against one another for leverage, Santos eventually manages to work a wrist lock, twisting it around behind Dolly’s back before shoving her forward into the ropes. Dolly, showing off her agility, spins and bounces off of them, returning toward Santos at full speed, leaping into the air only to have Santos swat away the attempted drop kick. Dolly crashes to the mat awkwardly but rolls out of the way of a follow up elbow drop from Andre, leaving him to slam to the mat in an uncomfortable position as well. Both of them quickly kip back up to their feet, readying themselves for a fight and drawing a pleased reaction from the crowd for the quick pace early on.

[white]”Santos showing some early dominance in this match, but Dolly Water’s is back to her feet and she looked pissed!”


Not stopping there both of them take off towards the ropes in opposite directions and then charge back at each other on the rebound, connecting with simultaneous clotheslines, bringing each other down violently, crashing against the canvas as the crowd winces at the sight. Immediately the crowd begins to clap, slowly at first and picking up pace, encouraging the two competitors to get back to their feet. Dolly is first but only by half a second and even though she’s first to her feet she eats a solid left hand from Santos followed by a boot to her stomach and a neck breaker right after. Quickly, he flips his body over and hooks Dolly’s leg in a pinning attempt.



ONE!




















TWO!




















THRE-


NO!

”Dolly Waters took a little too long to kick out early in this match. If she doesn’t find a way to turn things around, we may very well see a new Hart champion tonight!”

Dragging Dolly back up to her feet, Santos stands her up straight with a knife edge chop and then whips her into the corner, following closely behind and delivering a perfect backhand chop to Dolly. As Santos backs off, Dolly stumbles out of the corner, catching another boot to the abdomen as Santos follows that up with a snapmare that plants Dolly to the mat in a sitting position. Santos hits the ropes and speeds in on the rebound with a flying neckbecker! Santos quickly moves in for a quick cover!

”THis could be it!”


ONE!





















TWO!



















KICKOUT!

”Dolly manages to get the shoulder up, but how much more punishment can she take?”

”Listen fam, my girl’s just playin possum an waiting for Santos to drop his guard!”

Dolly pushes herself back up to her feet. Racing out of the corner, Dolly nears her opponent and then finds herself flying downward, face first toward the mat as Santos side steps her and sneaks in a perfect drop toe hold. Santos transitions into a front face lock, holding the maneuver to regain some of his own footing and catch his breath. Slowly, Dolly works her way up to her hands and knees, but Santos keeps the hold locked in. As Dolly continues to work further up to a standing position, Santos drives knees into Dollys back before snapping off a quick snap suplex. Clutching her back, Dolly is left vulnerable as Santos walks over to her, pulling her up and sending her into the ropes. Santos turns and hits the opposite side of the ropes. As Santos rebounds Dolly goes for a hip toss but Santos stops it, swings around the front of his opponent, and then takes Dolly down to the mat with a hip toss of his own.

Dolly is back to her feet quickly, swinging a hard right hand at Santos temple but Santos steps inside the strike and catches Dolly around the waist, lifting her up and driving her down to the mat with a belly to belly suplex. Santos jumps back to his feet and rushes up the turnbuckles, pearching himself on the top rope. Dolly begins to stir and pushes herself up to her hands and knees.

”Santos is about to fly Luca!”

Santos leaps off of the top rope, rolling in the air and crashing into Dolly Waters back first!

”Final Destination!”

Santos takes a moment to collect himself after the impactful senton bomb. This give Dolly Waters enough time to roll under the bottom rope and try to collect herself.

”Santos has taken charge of this match tonight and made Dolly Waters look like a fish out of… uh… water?”

”Lame pun Pip... “

Dolly leans against the steps outside and tries to shake off the cobwebs. Santos gets back to his feet and taunts her to come back into the ring as the ref begins the count out.

ONE!



..



TWO!



..



THREE!



..



Dolly climbs up to the apron, but Santos rushes in and connects with a shoulder tackle that sends her flying right back down to the floor!

FOUR!



Santos jumps through the ropes and grabs Dolly to pull her back to her feet, but Dolly fires off with a low blow and brings Santos to his knees!



ONE!



..



TWO!



..



”A complete disregard for the rules by an overwhelmed Dolly Waters!”

”It’s only cheating if ya get caught Pip!”


THREE!



..



FOUR!


Dolly takes a few steps back and rushes in with a running knee, but Santos manages to duck out of the way leaving Dolly to catch nothing but air! Dolly tries to quickly turn around, but Santos is already on his feet and grabs her to toss her back into the ring!


FIVE!

But Dolly slips free and ends up tossing Santos into the steel steps!


SIX!



Dolly then grabs Santos and rolls him into the ring.


SEVEN!

Dolly then looks under the ring apron and grabs a steel chair. She bounces it off of the steps where it makes a loud clanging sound. The official warns Dolly that if she uses the chair, she will be disqualified.

”I don’t think Dolly Waters gives a damn about being disqualified at this point!”

”Why would she? She can only lose the title if Tony can pin her or make her submit!”

Dolly slides into the ring with the chair. The ref tries to wrestle the chair away from her, but Dolly pulls it back and threatens to use it on the ref, causing him to back off.

”What a shameful showing from our current Hart champion!”

Dolly stalks Santos who’s just beginning to stir. She stands over him with a wicked look on her face as Santos pushes himself up to his knees. Dolly pulls the chair over her head and prepares to crash it down over Santos back, but someone grabs the chair and snatches it out of Dolly’s hands!

”It’s Vita Valenteen!”

”Ms. 24/7 is here! Do you think she’s cashing in for the Hart title Pip!?!”

Dolly turns to see VV standing behind her with the steel chair in hand. Dolly begins screaming at VV for getting involved. VV yells right back, scolding her for trying to sink to such low levels. Dolly taunts VV, begging her to “bring it”. VV contemplates for a moment before tossing the chair out of the ring. Dolly continues to taunt VV, begging for her to make a move, but VV responds with a sly smirk as she points behind Dolly. Dolly mouths the words “oh fuck” before slowly turning her head to find Santos standing over her. Dolly fires off at Santos with a back elbow, but Santos easily dodges the strike and spikes Dolly to the mat with a thunderous spinebuster! VV rolls out of the ring as Santos locks Dolly into the Sharpshooter!

”Does Dolly Waters have enough left in the tank to survive the Santos Stretch!?!”

Dolly screams out in pain as Santos locks in the hold. She fights to reach the ropes, but their too far away!

”This could be it Luca, I don’t think she can hold on much longer!”

”Come on Dolly, not like this!”

Left with no other option, Dolly Waters is forced to submit!


Winner - And NEW Hart Champion - Tony Santos!!!



Tony Santos celebrates in the ring as Dolly continues to lay on the mat and come to terms with her loss here tonight. Santos then rolls out of the ring and starts up the ramp as the crowd who typically boo him can’t help but applaud his efforts tonight.

”Tony Santos managed to make Dolly Waters look like an amature tonight, I can’t wait to see what he can do now that he has the Hart championship to defend!”

”Tony’s no joke Pip, and now that he’s a champion, you can expect him to raise his game to that next level shit!”

Suddenly the lights in the arena turn to a dim hue of green.

”Wait, what’s going on?”

And the soft spoken voice of a little girl whispers over the PA system.

“They cry in the dark, so you can't see their tears.”

Dolly pushes up to one knee as she looks around the arena trying to figure out what’s going on.

“They hide in the light, so you can't see their fears.”

Dolly gets to her feet and walks towards the entrance ramp. She stares up the stage, expecting someone to come out.

“Love and pain become one and the same in the eyes of a wounded child.”

Suddenly a figure emerges from under the ring.

”IT’S MICHEAL GRAVES! MICHEAL GRAVES IS IN THE RING WITH DOLLY WATERS!”

NO! I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING!”

Luca pulls out his phone and takes a selfie with Graves and Dolly in the ring behind him.

”Really?”

The lights come back up in the arena as Dolly looks to her left and right before finally, slowly, turning around to see Graves. Before she can react, Graves rushes in with a lifting knee that knocks the air out of her lungs and sends her to her knees. Graves then grabs Dolly and shoves her head between his thighs. Graves smiles and begins gyrating his hips in a sexual way before lifting Dolly up and over his shoulders. Graves then steps in and slams her down to the mat with authority!

”Grave Consequences! Dolly Waters is in trouble now!”

Graves licks his lips as he circles his prey.

”Can SOMEBODY come down and put an end to this already!?!”

Graves mounts Dolly and leans in close, running his tongue down the length of her cheek. Suddenly XWF security come running down the ramp. Graves, seeing this, jumps back into the hole that he crawled out of and Drags Dolly in behind him just as security slides into the ring. The security officers rush to the trap door that Graves escaped through when suddenly a green mist erupts from it, blinding all of the security officers!

”What is that green mist!?!”

”Probably that nasty shit Graves always be spitting in people's faces. Brush yo fuckin’ teeth Graves!”

Suddenly the Xtron fires up with a shot of the parking lot. Graves is seen throwing Dolly Waters lifeless body into the back of the (formally Robbie Bourbon’s) Donkey Kong Rape Van!


"How did he manage to get to the parking lot so quickly?"

"It's probably them pedo powers. That shit like stregth, but magical."

"WHAT?"

"Man, don't listen to me fam, I'm pretty fuckin' high."

Graves then hurriedly rushes to the driver's seat, turns the engine, and the van races off!





HH: That’s it! He’s done it!

The crowd inside the Sir John Guise Stadium are on their feet going absolutely crazy as Tony Santos completes his underdog story and claims the XWF Hart title from Dolly Waters!

PC: He’s the new champion!

The camera pans the crowd and focuses in on a fan waving a large hand made sign: “THE HART CHAMPION GLARES AT YOU!”

Tony grabs the championship from the referee and clutches it tightly to his chest when suddenly his music cuts from the arena sound system and is replaced by the high pitched wail of Dee Snider.

“I WANNA ROCK!”

The Twisted Sister Classic pierces the air as two big pyro towers shoot off on either side of the stage and XWF owner "Loverboy" Vinnie Lane spins out of the entrance ramp, wearing a bright pink “I BEAT JAMES RAVEN” tee shirt and a pair of acid washed jeans so tight that they might belong to Roxy Cotton.

PC: Wait a second! What’s he doing out here?!

The crowd pops loudly as Loverboy struts down the aisle, strumming the air guitar and leaping into the air with a jumping split that leaves the crowd shocked his aged hips can still pull that off. As he hops onto the ring apron, he swings around, facing the crowd, and pumps his fist along to the music, singing along and inciting the crowd to follow his lead.

Tony Santos stands in the ring, confused and still clutching his title belt closely. Vinnie turns around and pulls a microphone from the back pocket of his jeans.

HH: Buckle up boys and girls! Vinnie has something to say!

VINNIE LANE: Congratulations, Tony, and relax! I’m not out here to pull the rug out from under you, dude! I just have a few things to say to the XWF fans before we wrap up tonight! Why don’t you take your belt and head backstage? Celebrate!

Tony nods his head slowly and makes his way hesitantly through the ropes and up the ramp, eyes on Lane the entire way. Santos disappears backstage and Loverboy steps to the middle of the ring, a smile on his face as he addresses the crowd.

VINNIE LANE: …

The crowd is on the edge of their seats, Vinnie teasing them with a drawn out stillness.

VINNIE LANE: Waaaaaaar Games!

The crowd explodes loudly as he growls quietly into the microphone. They’ve been waiting since March Madness for more information on the next XWF pay per view and it looks like the time is now! He gives them a few minutes then urges them to settle down.

VINNIE LANE: You all know what War Games means! Multiple War Games matches in an unforgiving cage! Unlikely allies! Lines in the metaphorical sand and bloodshed everywhere! UGH! JEALOUS! Anyways… I’m proud to announce that this year War Games has found a fitting home… and we’ll be taking the fight all the way to Russia!

There’s a loud pop as the fans inside the stadium go ballistic.

HH: The fans here in Papua New Guinea love it!

PC: Why? It’s not like they’ll be travelling to Russia to see it...

Vinnie once more calms the crowd.

VINNIE LANE: Now, as usual we’ll be establishing our teams through a draft, which means before we can get this little dance party started we need to find ourselves a few captains to choose the squads! So here’s my plan, this week on Savage and on then on the next episode of Warfare we’re going to-














Suddenly… the house lights go out!














The fans inside the stadium are plunged into darkness, Vinnie Lane trailing off as he looks around and tries to figure out what’s happening!












Green and white strobe lights begin to blink at the top of the stage, the small black curtain the only thing in the entire building that’s illuminated.

HH: What’s happening?

PC: I don’t know, Heather. I think the lights got cut…

HH: Wow, thank you for the expert analysis.
















There’s an incredible ovation from the old school XWF fans in attendance as they leap to their feet and applaud the return of a man they thought was long gone from this company. The younger generation still sits steeped in confusion, trying to figure out who’s making their arrival know.

HH: This can’t be who I think it is!

PC: Who? WHO?! Damn it, Heather! Tell us!

Thick smoke starts to pour out from behind the curtain filling the entire ramp with a white smog. A figure is seen emerging through the shroud and out to the top of the ramp causing the crowd to erupt even louder as they see that it’s true… he’s back!



















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Chris Page is shown standing at the top of the ramp with his hands firmly on his hips as he’s dressed in a pair of black dress slacks, black dress shoes with a white polo style short sleeve shirt on and his hair has grown down past his shoulders and is tied in a ponytail. The former XWF World Heavyweight Champion soaks in the pop from the crowd before he starts to make a slow walk towards the ring!


HH: Ladies and gentlemen, HELL HAS FROZEN OVER! “Chronic” Chris Page is back in the XWF after well over six years! The former champion, the man that rebranded the “Bad Medicine” pay per view and nearly conquered the XWF single handedly… he’s back!

PC: I’ll trust your word and the screaming fans that this is a big deal… he’s just another old guy to me.

HH: Wow. Disrespect.

Chris is shown reaching ringside where his eyes haven’t left the face of “Loverboy” Vinnie Lane, who’s still standing between the ring ropes with his microphone and an amused smile on his face. Chris stops as he reaches the foot of the entry ramp and gazes out amongst the XWF faithful to the mixed reception, many of the fans beginning to jeer loudly after the shock wears off and they remember some of his dastardly behaviour, and it draws a smile upon his face as he starts to walk up the steel steps to the ring apron. He walks the apron several paces before stepping through the ropes and into the XWF ring for the first time in a better part of a decade. We see “Loverboy” Vinnie Lane start to raise his microphone as the music fades away only to have CCP reach out slowly and cup the top of the microphone.

PC: He’s silencing the XWF owner! What the hell is this guy thinking?!

Vinnie doesn’t react, but continues to stare at this invader as small pockets of the fans break into a “CCP! CCP! CCP! CCP!” chant that echoes through the building towards the ring. With his free hand Chris reaches back into the back pocket of his dress slacks and produces a second microphoner. He raises it to his lips as he maintains his eye contact while stating clearly and firmly.

CHRIS PAGE: In case you have a hard time hearing, they’re chanting CCP… and that stands for “CHRONIC” CHRIS PAGE!”

There’s a very loud but mixed reception from the the fans that remember this icon, as many of them booing his return as there are cheering the arrival. He removes his right hand from the top of the microphone of Vinnie Lanes microphone as the fans once again break out into a “CCP! CCP! CCP!” chant as Chris looks directly at Loverboy.

CHRIS PAGE: Correct me if I’m wrong, but did I just hear you say War Games?


The chant subsides, and there’s another loud pop for the next XWF pay per view. Vinnie nods his head slowly, still not sure what to make of Page.

CHRIS PAGE: When you think about War Games there’s but one name that sticks out historically… one name that’s synonymous with the structure, the style… there’s one man in the entire sport that IS War Games… that man is “CHRONIC” CHRIS PAGE! So, as the Rolling Stones once said, please allow me to introduce myself as ONE of the captains to the XWF’s feeble attempt to run a War Games match!

The fans explode, Chris Page is captaining at War Games?! Vinnie smiles and shrugs, taking a few steps away from Chris and acting as though he’s weighing his options. Many of the fans don’t appreciate the tactics from CCP and turn on his for his strong arm attempt. Chris doesn’t seem amused by Vinnies display.

CHRIS PAGE: This isn’t a request! It’s an open challenge! I’ve seen the XWF beating its chest on social media, claiming it’s dominance and telling people to come in here and try to prove you all wrong! I’m calling your bluff! I'm going to do what should have been done a long, long time ago and finally putting this federation out to pasture once and for all! Not only myself, but an entire team that I will put together, will squash whatever or whoever you can dust off the shelves from wrestling past or the nobodies you have running around here now… we’ll make sure when all is said and done XWF isn’t the big dog running the yard any more. So what do you say, Lane? All the people in this building and watching around the world that remember me… they know I don’t write checks I can’t cash. Name me a captain… and try to stop me…

Vinnie continues to grin, eyes sparkling as he seems to be thoroughly enjoying what’s happening here. The fans begin to chant “NO! NO! NO!”.

HH: This is insane, the fans are adamant that Vinnie should reject the former World Champion!

PC: Of course he should! The guy just said he wants to destroy us! Why give him the opportunity, just send him back into retirement!

HH: Lane still seems to be considering it, though!

PC: Well, sure, maybe there’s a part of him that wants to smack CCP around and prove XWF’s dominance, but that’s just ego… he’d never actually-

VINNIE LANE: OK. Welcome to War Games.

The explosion of cheers and jeers from the fans blows both mens hair back. Chris Page smiles and nods his head slowly in approval, Vinnie lowering his mic and inaudibly telling Page “good luck, you’ll need it”.

HH: What were you saying, Pip?!

PC: I can’t believe it! Lane is letting an invader into our midst! What a traitor!

Page tucks his microphone back into his pocket, turning out to pose for the screaming fans as he assumes his business here on Warfare is finished. Suddenly there’s another shower of sparks atop the stage and the intro to “BLEED IT OUT” by Linkin Park hits the sound system and another former XWF champion rushes out from behind the curtain with a furious look on his face.

HH: It’s James Raven!

PC: The People’s G.O.A.T. is in the building! He looks like he’s got something to say, too!

Raven already has a microphone in hand, spit flying from his lips as he makes his way down the ramp pointing at CCP and speaking powerfully.

JAMES RAVEN: You’ve got a lot of nerve showing your face in the XWF again, Chris! It had been so long that I thought you had finally given up on this place and accepted the fact that you were always going to be “the guy that ran our competition” around here. What’s wrong? Your own company not doing so hot? Stock prices plummeting and ticket sales down? Well TOO FUCKING BAD! I’m not letting you come here and ruin everything we’re trying to do! I’m not letting you try and break this place like you did in 2009!

Chris Page smiles at Raven his entire journey down the ramp. He seems unfazed.

CHRIS PAGE: It’s nice to see you, Jimmy. Been a while. I respect what you’re saying and all but… what exactly do you plan on doing to stop me? Your boss over here already showed me more hospitality than you, and you and I are old friends I thought! He seems willing to give me a shot. He seems interested in seeing what I can do…

JAMES RAVEN: Yeah, well Vinnie is a senile old man that doesn’t know any better and likes it when things get messy. He doesn’t know what sort of mile you’ll take if he gives an inch.

VINNIE LANE: Wow, rude.

CHRIS PAGE: Doesn’t change the question, Raven. What do you plan on doing about it?[/b][/color]

James says nothing for a long moment, Vinnie and Page staring at him with intrigue as the fans are on the edge of their seat.

JAMES RAVEN: I plan on stopping you, Chris. Just like the old days. I’ll see you at War Games.

CHRIS PAGE: Ha! You’re going to captain a team against me, Raven? You know the guys I can bring with me, James, and what we’re capable of. You don’t want that sort of trouble.

JAMES RAVEN: Yeah, well you’ve always known the level of guys I run with too, and when my guys face your guys I generally like my chances.

CCP yawns dramatically, looking to Lane and jerking his thumb at Raven to ask the XWF owner “can you believe this guy”?

CHRIS PAGE: Yeah, Yeah. We’re all very impressed and very scared, James, but I’m getting a little bored here if we’re being honest. Your boss Vinnie just told me in front of the XWF Universe I get to captain a team, and you come out here telling me we’re facing off… but on whose authority? Not Loverboy. Did you ask mommy and dad- oh, she died, didn’t she?

PC: What a low blow by CCP!

HH: Hardly sportsmanlike, this guy.

The crowd reacts in shock as James stands calmly, the verbal javelin of his dead mother sailing past him harmlessly.

JAMES RAVEN: On who’s authority, Chris? Well that’s easy. My own.

Chris looks confused, but masks that with his usual arrogance and rolls his eyes dismissively.

JAMES RAVEN: I’m making this happen on my own authority, Chris, because this time you’re not fighting James Raven the People’s G.O.A.T. or James Raven the XWF Legend… you’ll be facing James Raven… the new XWF co-owner…

There’s a long pause as those words bounce around the skulls of everyone in the building before sinking in. James Raven; XWF co-owner?

There’s an eruption that nearly destroys the building as fans leap to their feet and scream at the three men at ring level. James Raven smiles confidently as he stands his ground and puffs his chest out to CCP. Chris Pages eyes widen in shock as he looks to Vinnie Lane for confirmation, and Vinnie keeps the same amused expression he’s had since Page first appeared.

VINNIE LANE: What? He ain’t lying…

PC: MY GOD! Lane confirms it, Raven has somehow found his way back into the XWF ownership team! How the hell did this happen?!

VINNIE LANE: You boys have fun at War Games, now.

He steps away from Chris and through the ring ropes, quickly leaving up the ramp as the fans devolve to pandemonium and Raven and Page stare at each other coldly. This is absolutely bananas!

HH: I don’t even know what to say!

PC: Nothing, we’re out of time! We’ll figure it out later!

Heather and Pip wave goodbye to the camera, two Legends standing face to face in front of them and the foundation of XWFs ownership in question, and we slowly fade off the air.



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#2
04-24-2019, 04:18 PM

OOC: Great show, just wanted to say it was awesome going against Centurion and Ned Kaye who I think are fantastic writers, would love to face either one again in the future. With that being said...

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Star of the Month (August 2019)
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Holder of the most wins in the XWF (Mostly house shows)
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#3
04-24-2019, 04:19 PM

OOC: Cool show! Have no idea about Page, he was well before my time but I'm still pretty excited. So excited I might even digress sadistically!

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#4
04-24-2019, 04:38 PM

OOC: GREAT show overall, whoever wrote my match did a fantastic job. Definitely one of the best matches my character has EVER been apart of.

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#5
04-24-2019, 04:54 PM

wow that punk ass Fa.... *bleeeeeeeeeeeep* is back? I thought we ran his ass out of XWF then took that shitty fed he ran and destroyed it!

bah who cares he's still a pussy to me..

cant wait for jimbo to end his punk ass!

great show and I laughed wickedly at my match :P

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#6
04-25-2019, 10:47 AM

OOC: @BigD - I was HOPING someone would enjoy that match, THANK YOU MAN!!! XD ...I put a lotta effort into that one. I've been writing matches for around 15 years now, even had a one-man project called WSE which I wrote all the shows for with my own characters to see what people thought of my writing. If ANYONE has ideas for their matches or how to write their characters, my pm box is TOTEZ open!! ^_^ ...D, I'm extremely glad you liked it that much, saying it was one of the best BigD's been involved with. Looking forward to writing many more matches, oh, and congratulations broski, you earned that win. I see you going far here, peace dude. ^__^ <333

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Rain and Snow are backstage after the show.

Rain: Those dicks are STILL coming after us, and they seem like they wanna kill the XWF if the company doesn't surrender to them... what're we gonna do?! >__<

Snow: Well, I feel like we're gunna haffta call in some reinforcements... yer lover-boy Tony Santiani, that guy by the name ah Kid Kool, maybe even the WSE champ himself Brock Hendrix!! Those "an-o-nonymous" fellas keep beatin' the tar outta us, an' I ain't gunna stand it no more!!! >:^O

Snow is piping hot and full of steam, ready to lay the smackdown. Kid Kool arrives.

KK: Guys, I jut heard from the boys upstairs that we've got a three on one handicap match come Saturday... The three of us vs BigD and Luna Hightower.... and after seeing how D took care of Apocalypse and Vita, I think we have our work cut out for us... I don't know which team really has the handicap... >_<

Snow: ....what in tarnations has gotten intah the two ah yuz?? I thought y'all was supposed tah be MEN?! Dammit, with the two of you havin' yer tails tucked between yer legs I gotta bad feelin'. Not just about the damn match but 'bout them darn "an-onony-mical" fellaz. If we're gonna get thru this, we're gunna have tah get tough an' stand firm together, or we're gunna be swiss cheese!!!!

Rain: Sarah, you're right. Come Saturday, we're gonna send a message to anonymous using D and Luna as an example!! With the three of us together, NOBODY can stand in our way!!!

KK: ....I'm gonna go grab some pizza. ^__^

Snow: .....We got allota work ahead of us. >.<

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#7
04-26-2019, 11:28 PM

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