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Warfare 12/28/13 - Sayonara Saturday!
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Miranda Tigris Offline
It all comes down to one thing: Power



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12-29-2013, 05:55 PM

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December 28th
Warfare presents: Sayonara Saturday




Ezekiel Carter-Williams V
- vs -
Rodney Tune
Standard Match



Jason E Smith
- vs -
"El Gurú Del Partido" Nicholas Martinaz
Standard Match



Michael McBride
- vs -
Morbid Angel
X-treme Rules



Zak Misery
- vs -
Hank Lane
X-treme Rules



Damien Callaway
- vs -
John Raide
X-treme Rules
15 Minute Time Limit
Guest Timekeeper: Eli James IV
Eli will be in control of the ring clock (think Boogyman's giant clock) and ring bell
Eli can post 1 RP if desired




Sebastian Duke w/ Unknown Soldier
- vs -
NAZI w/ Jessica Diaz
X-treme Rules w/ random manager
Ringside managers can post 1 RP




MAIN EVENT
United States Championship
John Austin
- vs -
Mystica
- vs -
Smoke Man
Champion's Choice, 1 Fall
John Austin can name any stipulation for this one fall triple threat match





Fade in.




Ezekiel Carter-Williams V
- vs -
Rodney Tune
Standard Match

"Cryin' Like A Bitch!" plays over the speakers and when the beat drops Ezekiel Carter-Williams V walks onto the ramp. He looks at the fans with this "Man these fuckers are really annoying." He walks down the ramp while flipping the fans off, ripping posters that are toward him or his opponent, or kissing some poor sap's wife. He rolls in the ring and paces around the ring. He looks at the ref and hands him a card. The card contains the phrase, "If you screw me over, I'm gonna fuck your bitch till she starts" then at that point, the song should say "Cryin' Like A Bitch." He stands in the corner and waits for his opponent.

Sierra Leone - Mt. Eden begins to play and Rodney Tune just kind of saunters to the ring, which starts to piss off Ezekiel.

Ezekiel walks over as Rodney is parading around on the floor outside of the ring. Slipping out of the ring, Ezekiel goes on the attack. He slams Rodney's head into the ring apron and then tosses him into the ring.

DING
DING
DING

The match gets underway, Rodney goes for a DDT early on, but misses when Ezekiel reverses it, sending Rodney crashing to the mat with his own thunderous DDT. Ezekiel begins to stomp Rodney while he is down, wanting to make easy work of this match, he lifts Rodney up and goes to hit the "River of Blood" but Rodney manages to struggle out, but stumbles around the ring, giving Ezekiel the chance to come up with a game plan. Ezekiel goes for a football tackle to the knees. Rodney crashes to the mat and Ezekiel goes for a pin, but lifts up Rodney's shoulder before the three count.

The referee looks at Ezekiel, "I'm not done yet!" Ezekiel shuts loud enough for everyone to hear. Ezekiel lifts the semi-conscious man and hits him with a powerful Fireman's Carry to a neckbreaker. Rodney rolls around on the mat clutching his neck. Ezekiel looks out over the crowd, his eyes cold as ice, as the move back over to look at Rodney, his fallen opponent. Ezekiel walks over, pulling the man back up by his hair. He hits him with the River over blood and covers for the three count.

DING
DING
DING

Ezekiels hand is raised in victory as the fallen Rodney Tune, rolls out of the ring.





Jason E Smith
- vs -
"El Gurú Del Partido" Nicholas Martinaz
Standard Match


The lights go out and when they come on, OH MY SHIT! FUCKING DAMMIT!

Shane and John Madison are in the ring with a guillotine! How did the guillotine get brought INTO the ring that quickly while the lights were only out for a few seconds???

: It's been too long!

Madison: Yes it has!

Both of them seem very excited and can't stop smiling right now as Mr. Supernova, NAZI and Theo Pryce are beating down Jason E Smith and Nicholas Martinaz all the way down the aisle and to the ring. They roll them into the ring and Madison and quickly lock Jason E Smith into the guillotine.

: Say it king!

Shane points over at Theo who yells loud and proud...

Pryce: OFF WITH HIS HEAD!

The blade comes down and Jason's head falls to the canvas where, like many times before, John Madison sees this as the chance to kick that bad boy out into the fans!

: It's a homerun kick!

They all give Shane a funny look but then they remember it's Shane.

OH SHIT! NICHOLAS MARTINAZ IS GETTING AWAY!

He slipped under the bottom rope and ran through the crowd while nobody was paying attention to him! Shane raises his fist in anger, yelling loudly...

: You live to see another week then. Fine! One of these Warfare's will be your last, El Gurú Del Partido.

The lights go out and a second later come back on and a cleanup crew is in place of The Black Circle members, working to get up all the blood and the headless body in the ring. Luckily the guillotine disappeared again already.





Michael McBride
- vs -
Morbid Angel
X-Treme Rules Match

Morbid Angel is the first to the ring and as he awaits...

...WAIT A MINUTE!

Michael McBride from behind with a shillelagh to the back of Morbid Angel's right knee! McBride is going for that bad leg of Morbid Angel's from that auto accident 10 years ago!

The ref pushes McBride into his corner and checks on Morbid Angel who insists that he is fine and wants even more than ever to start this match.

McBride demands that the ref just ring the bell and start the match because it's an x-treme rules match anyway and he's already got his weapon of choice! He holds up the shillelagh as Morbid Angel charges and catches McBride with a chop block to his left shin. McBride drops the shillelagh and Morbid Angel goes for it but McBride grabs his ankle, twisting it hard enough to force Morbid Angel down into an ankle lock that quickly! He's got Morbid Angel in the Wicklock!!!

Morbid Angel grabs the bottom rope but the ref yells at him that there are no rope breaks in an x-treme rules match!

Morbid Angel starts reaching around for anything and ends up with... the referee's shoe! He yanks at the shoelaces and bites the referee's ankle to get the shoe off... ALL while still in the clutches of McBride's Wocklock! Morbid Angel takes aim with the shoe, having to throw it up and behind himself to hit McBride in the face and break the hold... BUT HE MISSES! HOLY SHIT DID HE MISS! The shoe goes flying out into the fans like it was Ric Flair's shoe from his famous shoe tossing promo!

CLUNK!

WHAAAAAT!

No way. There's just NO FREAKING WAY that just happened.

A fan threw the shoe back and it actually connected with the back of McBride's skull, instantly knocking him unconscious. Un...f'n...believable.

Fans: Holy shit... Holy shit... Holy shit... Holy shit...

But then the chant seems to shift into something else...

Fans: Holy shoe... Holy shoe...

This new chant enrages Morbid Angel! It gives him the strength to lift Michael McBride's body up and over his shoulder and climb up onto the top rope with him.

SATAN'S FALL!!! (tombstone off top rope)

Morbid Angel's finishing move is absolutely...

...

...REVERSED!!!

SPLAT!!!!!!!

McBride managed to somehow spin himself and Morbid Angel just in time to make Angel's head connect with the canvas. It wasn't a full piledriver on Angel but it has severely fucked him up! He pops right back up, jabbing with quick rights and lefts at the air and then falls flat on his face. McBride with the cover!

...1
































...2

































...KICKOUT!!! It was like a jolt of electricity shot through Morbid Angel's body! McBride pulls him up only to kick his legs out from under him, grabbing that right leg and twisting Morbid Angel right into another WickLock! Morbid Angel scrambles to grab anything nearby and latches into the bottom rope, remembering that there is no rope break so he pulls himself closer to the edge of the ring and then crawls under the bottom rope, spilling to the outside! He has broken the WickLock!

McBride immediately exits the ring and grabs a steel chair, swinging toward Morbid Angel who delivers a desperation HEADBUTT of all things?!!?!? He threw his head at McBride's face so quickly that he was able to pass under the descending chair and McBride loses his grip on it. Morbid Angel hits a DDT right into the fallen chair! McBride is down!

Morbid Angel quickly pulls him up and rolls him up onto the ring apron. He climbs up with him and then looks down at that chair at ringside. Morbid Angel scoops McBride up over his shoulder while still standing on the ring apron... he turns facing away from the ring... AND HE JUMPS DOWN! SATAN'S FALL RIGHT INTO THE STEEL CHAIR!

McBride's body bounces a foot away after crashing down so hard straight into that chair. Morbid Angel quickly throws himself on top of McBride, hooking the leg with a deranged look in his eye!

...1






































...2









































...THREE!!!

Winner: Morbid Angel





Hank Lane
- vs -
Zak Misery
X-Treme Rules

"Orion" by Metallica begins playing on the Jumbo-Tron as Hank 'Thunder' Lane makes his way towards the ring. He is wearing a long Satin robe with Thunder on the back of it in Diamonds. As he passes by the announcers table he grabs a mic from one of them and takes it into the ring with him.

Hank 'Thunder' Lane: Now I want ALL of you Fat, Disgusting, Out of shape worthless pieces of crap to close your eyes while I take my robe off! Your eyes don't deserve to gaze upon a body as fine as this!

He throws the mic down and takes his robe off. His Muscular body is glistened with sweat and shines under the light. He has on a pair of Black wrestling trunks with Thunder on the back of them. The crowd is a mixture of cheers and boos as he awaits his opponent.

"One Winged Angel" by Nobuo Uematsu begins to play, and Zak Misery walks out from behind the curtain, slowly making his way down the ramp.

Hank and Zak stare off at each other, the bell rings and Hank delivers a powerful blow to Zak's abdomen, quickly followed by another to his back. Zak goes down, but he's far from out. Seizing the opportunity his position allows he takes the chance to sweep Lane's legs out from under him, followed by a quick elbow to Thunder's chest. Both get up quickly, exchanging body shots.

Lane!

Misery!

Misery!

Lane!

Lane!

Lane!

Misery!

Suddenly Misery decides to go for his patented move, The Fallen Angel. As he prepares for it Lane escapes and reverses for a pile driver, which sends Misery to the ground. He gets up and goes for the turnbuckle, then performs a diving spear to Lane, knocking him down hard. Lane is struggling to get to his feet, as is Misery, perhaps the flying spear was too much for him. It looks like it's both parties have given it their all when suddenly Misery explodes to his feet, rushing after the kneeling Lane with a vicious running knee to the side of the head! Lane collapses like a sack of raw, knock off Idaho but produced in Utah potatoes! Not content with just that, Zak begins to climb the top rope, and looks to be measuring his mark, ready to leap...

Lane to his feet! He rushes forward, falling into the ropes and knocking Misery off balance! Misery falls and crotches himself on the top turnbuckle and falls face first into the unforgiving mat. Lane laughs, running over to the fallen man and stomping him in the arm. He yells something that the cameras can't quite pick up to the crowd, who scream frantically back at him.

He exits the ring, sticking close to the apron, which he rips upwards before reaching into the void that exists under the ring and pulling out a steel chair! Oh shit! He slides back into the ring, where Misery's getting to his feet. Lane stalks him, raising the object high into the air...

He takes a couple steps closer, Misery begins to look aware...

LOW BLOW! Misery just straight up punched Lane in the fucking scrotesticles! Lane drops to the mat, the chair falling behind him. Misery grabs Lane by the throat and presses down, Lane's eyes look about ready to pop out of his skull! He (Lane) struggles, twisting and turning until finally, he's free of the grip and then shoves Misery off of him. Looking to regain his breath, he looks to have forgotten all about the chair he introduced, but Zak Misery hasn't! Misery picks it up, and charges right at Lane...

POW! Chair shot to the head! Misery lets go, and the chair remains wrapped around the skull of Hank Lane, who drops to his knees. He wobbles back and forth, before Zak runs the ropes and collides right into the man with a huge running dropkick! He covers!

1..................







2...............................................
















Thre-KICKOUT!

Holy fuck! Lane is still in this one! He looks to be bleeding however, a gash opened right over his right eye, the point of impact. Misery looks beside himself, and Lane struggles to his feet. He picks up the dented, damn near broken chair and sets it up on its wobbly, unbalanced legs. He then turns and throws a punch at the still stunned Zak, knocking the smaller man back a bit. Lane backs up further, before rushing forward and...

THUNDER LANE! He hits it! BIG LARIAT!

He isn't yet though, he rips Zak from the canvas, and sets him up!

Powerbomb!


Powerbomb!


Powerbomb!


He spins around...

POWERBOMB ONTO THE SET UP CHAIR! ROLLING THUNDER!

He keeps the hold for a pin on the now totally demolished chair!

1.............................










2............................................










THREE!

Winner: Hank Lane





Damien Callaway
- vs -
John Raide
X-treme Rules
15 Minute Time Limit
Guest Timekeeper: Eli James IV
Eli will be in control of the ring clock (think Boogyman's giant clock) and ring bell


Once John Raide and Damien Callaway are both in the ring, the special guest timekeeper for this contest is announced...

Eli James makes his way out to a generaous ovation from this packed house! At ringside is a massive clock that Eli walks over and picks up. He looks down at the clock and then up at both competitors in the ring, saying something about how their time to inflict pain is limited and needs to be cherished. It's hard to hear him over all the fans screaming just a foot away from him in the front row.

Callaway and Raide both keep their eyes on Eli James as the bell rings...

DING DING DING!

15 minutes on the clock for this timed match!

Instantly springing into action is Damien Callaway with a running forearm club to John Raide's face as he turned back toward him. Raide is knocked back but bounces into the ropes, using that momentum to burst toward Callaway with a flying clothesline to take him off his feet. Callaway rolls out of the way of a followup elbow drop attempt from Raide who gets right back up and this time runs toward Callaway with a kick to the ribs that sends him sliding out of the ring and crashing at ringside with a sick thud.

John Raide barely has a moment to collect his thoughts before he has Eli James lurking nearby, cradling that giant clock in his arms and telling Raide how he better hurry up and HURT Callaway. John Raide basically tells Eli to shove it up his ass and turns his attention right back to Callaway who is sliding right back into the ring to lock up with Raide.

The two lock up and Callaway gets Raide in a right headlock, grinding away for several seconds before taking it over into a headlock takedown and going for a quick cover on Raide!

...1









...REVERSED! Now Raide has somehow turned it around on Callaway and has rolled Callaway up!

...1









...KICKOUT!

We have TEN MINUTES left on the clock.

Both men scramble to their feet, Damien Callaway with the idea of a thrust kick but John Raide going low and tackling Callaway's standing leg while the other is still kicking into the air. The momentum sends Callaway up and over, crashing down onto his head so all Raide needs to do is drop right down and hook the legs in place...

...1















...2







...KICKOUT! Callaway shoves Raide off and tries to get up but his leg is in serious pain after being clipped by John Raide earlier. Callaway stumbles forward and has to grab the ropes to maintain balance as Raide comes closing in fast...

NO!

Callaway dropped into a backward roll just as John Raide came flying at him with his patented Busaiku Knee Kick! Raide goes flying into the ropes, getting tangled in them as Callaway springs to his feet and jumps halfway across the ring with a dropkick to John Raide who is caught in those ropes like a fly in a spider's web. Raide is send through the ropes and to the outside from Callaway's dropkick. Callaway immediately follows to the outside and is met with a giant clock being dangled right in front of his face by Eli James...

Eli James: Tick... tock... heh heh.

We have FIVE MINUTES left on the clock!

Eli waves Callaway toward the fallen John Raide and encourages him to attack! James steps back as Callaway rushes forward and takes John Raide down with a kick to the head just as he was starting to balance on his feet. Callaway unleashes a flurry of punches to Raide's skull as Eli kneels in the corner and appears to be praying. Callaway rolls Raide into the ring and goes for... LAYING DOWN THE LAW! Callaway delivers that pumphandle slam perfectly!

He covers Raide with a hook of the leg... The referee counts as Eli, the guest timekeeper, looks on with a smile...

...1





























...2























...KICKOUT! Eli begins leaning in really close, keeping his legs spread apart and kind of "dipping" forward with that giant clock just waving it in their faces but making sure not to make contact with them. He warns them that only minutes remain and their time to inflict pain is now. John Raide swats at the clock but Eli pulls it out of the way before he can slap it.

Leg sweep!!! John Raide has had enough! He swept Eli's legs right out from under him and the giant clock got knocked into the air... all the way over into Damien Callaway's hands!

Eli James lands on his back on the canvas as John Raide sees Callaway rushing at him with that clock in hand!

Swing... and a miss! Raide dodges and catches Callaway's arm, dragging him down to the canvas and synching in the LOCK & KEY! (LeBell Lock)





Raide keeps it held tight and Callaway has nowhere to go!













Eli starts to get back to his feet and he goes to grab the clock, looking at it before grabbing THE RING BELL!

There's less than a minute left before time expires!










The ref is checking the situation and...






















...and...















...Callaway's free hand slowly begins to lift up and down...

He's tapping! IT'S OVER!

Eli James drops the clock and the ring bell right at John Raide's feet as he stands. Raide gets ready to defend himself but Eli is simply backing up slowly with a smile. He starts to slowly applaud John Raide who is still keeping up his guard. The ref raises John Raide's hand in victory as he keeps his eyes locked on Eli James walking up the ramp toward the back very slowly.

Winner: John Raide





Sebastian Duke w/ Unknown Soldier
- vs -
NAZI w/ Jessica Diaz
X-treme Rules w/ random manager
Ringside managers can post 1 RP

"Mach Schnell" by Hanzel und Gretyl plays over the PA system, and after a few moments of static and video delay, the odd, odd pair of Nathaniel Adolph Zachary Idenhaus and Jessica Diaz seemingly appear in the ring, both wanting absolutely nothing to do with the other.

"Evil Ways" by Blues Saraceno begins to play. We cut to commercial while Duke continues to think of an entrance...

...And we're back! The two men are in the ring, their respective managers sitting on the outside. The ref signals for the bell, and the two men lock up in the center of the ring. NAZI looks to be gaining the upper hand early, but Duke shoves him off of him and into the ropes! On the rebound, Duke lifts NAZI up into the air and watches as the proud Aryan falls flat on his face! Duke hits the ropes next, and delivers a big leg drop to the back of NAZI's neck! He rolls Nathaniel onto his back and goes for an early cover!

1...

Kickout! NAZI pushes the much larger Duke off of him and gets back to his feet, holding onto the back of his neck while simultaneously trying to get the newly acquired kink out. He reaches in and looks like he's going to attempt another lock up with the bigger man, but at the very last second, he pulls away and hits a huge Blitzkrieg Backfist on his opponent, sending Duke staggering back a couple of inches! He follows that up with a Luftwaffe Lariat, which takes Duke to the mat with ease! NAZI with the cover now!

1...

Kickout!

With ease, Duke shoves NAZI off of him and gets back up. NAZI lays into Duke with stomps as Duke gets back to a vertical base, and Duke returns fire with a stiff right hook that catches Idenhaus in the abdomen and knocks him on his ass. NAZI scuttles back a bit before getting to his feet and engaging the advancing Duke with another lock up! This time, it looks like Duke has the early upper hand, but NAZI kicks Duke in the knee and pulls him in, spinning behind him and hitting German Suplex! He floats over and cinches in an Auschwitz Armbar! He pulls back, while Duke screams at the top of his lungs and fights to get out of the hold.

He frees himself!

Duke mounts Nathaniel (in a totally heterosexual way) and begins to rain down punches! Left, right, left left, right right right. NAZI finally gets his hands up to block, countering with a jab right to Duke's nose that knocks him back and forces a trickle of blood to roll down onto his upper lip. A cut is formed on NAZI's cheek as well though, and it looks like both men are now bleeding lightly. Duke exits the ring, Diaz runs after him, looking to catch him by surprise, but he quickly turns his head in time to see her nonchalantly wandering the ringside area, muttering to herself.

He shakes his head at her odd behavior, before reaching under the ring and pulling out, an Asmodeus cane? How the hell did that get there?! He looks down at the weapon, dumbfounded before ultimately deciding to just accept it as a gift from the gods and takes it. He slides back into the ring, before noticing that he can't quite get in all the way. He looks back, to see Jessie Diaz grabbing onto his ankle! Unknown Soldier however comes flying down the ringside area, leaping into the air with a suicide diver over Duke's leg that takes both him and Diaz off their feet! Duke scurries into the ring, while the two managers go at it on the outside of the ring!

NAZI's back to his feet, rushing in with another Luftwaffe Lariat that Duke ducks under, before going for a shot with the Cane! NAZI grabs the handle of the cane! A struggle commences for control of the cane, which NAZI starts to get an upper hand in, but Duke kicks him in the stomach and pulls the cane away! He measures NAZI...

BANG! CANE TO THE BACK!

NAZI goes down hard! Duke with the cover!

1..................




2.............................


Kickout! NAZI with resiliency! Duke's beside himself!

On the outside, Unknown Soldier throws Diaz into the ringpost! She goes down, but when she gets back up, she's bleeding profusely from a deep gash on the side of her head.

NAZI tries to Irish White Whip Duke into the ropes, but Duke counters and hits a big boot to the jaw. NAZI spins around but doesn't go down, so Duke whips him into the corner, running closely behind him...

Lariat in the corner!

NAZI takes a few steps forward, ready to drop to the ground, but Duke hits a stiff, palm strike to his throat! Duke takes a couple seconds to taunt to the crowd as NAZI tries to get back to his feet.

On the outside, Jessie wipes blood onto her hand, and slaps Soldier across the face, leaving a red streak against his cheek! She laughs like a maniac, locking eyes with Duke before waving to Soldier, catching a headbutt for her trouble. Duke shakes his head again, confused. He turns to face the now standing NAZI, before charging after him and going for the Soul Shot!

NAZI ducks, Duke rebounds!

NAZI turns around...

SOUL SHOT! Duke immediately locks in Pandora's Box!

NAZI taps!

Winner: Sebastian Duke





United States Championship
John Austin
- vs -
Mystica
- vs -
Smoke Man
Champion's Choice, 1 Fall
John Austin can name any stipulation for this one fall triple threat match


The fans are starting to make a commotion as the anticipation in the air can be cut with a knife! The time for the United States Championship match is NOW!




First eight chords ring out as a pale blue mist leaks from the floor. Mystica walks in slowly, draped in a flowing white robe, which he discards after he passes through the mist. He glares down at the ring, gives a slight smirk, and presses his hands together in prayer. After bowing his head for a moment, he walks calmly down to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope.




The music plays and the lights move in a similar manner. The X-Tron mainly shows his name rather than any wrestling promos, and this continues until the lyrics come into the song. When the lyrics start, Smoke Man exits the curtain, running out and going into his pose: he slightly squats with his legs apart and knees bent, crosses his arms in a cutthroat expression, holds this for a bit and then quickly stands, spreading his arms in a wide fashion, pointing at either side of him toward the crowd. Pyro explodes at his sides, and he takes off down the ramp.

As he walks down the ramp he looks around at the crowd, occasionally stretching his arms and legs but never stopping or slowing down. He runs and slides into the ring, carrying his momentum by running forward, rebounding off the ropes, stopping in the middle of the ring, facing the cameras and doing the same pose as described above (however no pyro goes off). He then climbs up a turnbuckle to the middle rope and does the same pose once more (albeit without bending his legs) before jumping off and turning to face Mystica in a ready position. Smoke Man then turns his attention back up the ramp as he and Mystica await the United States Champion.




A red mist glows near the entrance way as the lights in the arena go black. A wolf's howl can be heard over the sound system followed by the infamous bass-line intro to "Hellraiser" ...

John Austin comes strutting out the entrance way and stands atop of the ramp, surveying the arena. He lifts the US Championship high above his head with his right hand while looking out at the sea of fans who give a mixed reaction tonight. John Austin carries the belt over his shoulder as he walks to the ring, acknowledging select fans along the way...

Once inside the ring, John Austin surrenders the US Title over to the referee who secures it on the line hanging down from high atop the arena. The ref gets the title hanging properly and signals for the belt to be raised into the air as everyone watches it ascend.

Several ladders are lined up along the ringside area waiting to be used as all three men wait intently for that bell to sound...

DING DING DING!

And they're off!

Smoke Man makes a mad dash toward John Austin, driving a knee into his gut and landing several quick shots to the face. Smoke Man backs up and charges, taking himself and John Austin over the top rope and crashing on the outside!

Mystica studies the activities going on around him while making note of all the ladders' positions. John Austin is whipped into the steel steps but puts his foot up, stopping himself and kicking them free from their base in the process. Smoke Man charges but Austin catches him with a hip toss... RIGHT ONTO THE STEEL STEPS! Smoke Man is writhing in agony on the ground as John Austin grabs one of the ladders, walking over to Smoke Man and just SMASHING that folded ladder down into Smoke Man's chest and into his skull repeatedly as Mystica looks on calmly; his eyes occasionally darting from left to right as camera crew and other officials navigate the ringside area unnoticed by most.

John Austin slams the ladder down into Smoke Man again before setting it up on the ring apron and pushing the ladder into the ring... CRACK!

The ladder comes right back at Austin who was keeping his eyes mostly on Smoke Man! Austin never saw Mystica sprint across the ring and baseball slide into the ladder but he sure felt it! Austin goes tumbling back and crashes into the barricade as many of the excited fans all yell and tap his shoulder. He holds his head for a few seconds looking rather dazed and then collapses! Mystica seizes the opportunity to go and grab a ladder, quickly sliding it back into the ring and setting it up in the middle of the ring...

Mystica looks up at the championship dangling as he tries to align the ladder perfectly... and he... gets nailed in the back of the head with a missile dropkick from Smoke Man! The force actually sent Mystica's head forward, his face smashing so hard into that ladder he was situating that it topples forward and bounces awkwardly out of the ring. Mystica drops to his knees holding his face as Smoke Man readies himself... but here comes John Austin into the ring!

Austin charges Smoke Man who sidesteps and sends Austin crashing into Mystica who was just getting back up! Austin and Mystica's heads collide as both men go down like a ton of bricks. Smoke Man rushes out of the ring to grab a ladder and he throws it into the ring, between the middle and top ropes, and it lands across Mystica's chest. Smoke Man quickly hops up into a springboard frog splash onto that ladder crushing Mystica under it! Smoke Man rolls around and holds his ribs in pain after delivering such a move. All three men are down and one ladder is in the ring!

Slowly Austin is the first man to recover as he rises up from the canvas. Holding his head as he glances around the ring at his fallen opponents. Seeing that Mystica appears to be the most injured out of the two, Austin lets a sly smile break across his face as we all can almost guess who Austin plans on targeting.

Moving quickly over to Mystica, Austin chucks the ladder aside and yanks Mystica up from the canvas. Mystica still feeling the effects of the ladder shot, sways a bit but is able to stand on his own accord. Still he is nowhere near ready for the Powerbomb into turnbuckle Austin quickly serves him with!

Mystica slams off that turnbuckle and drops backwards, but Austin is right there to catch his fall and immediately pulls Mystica up into a Torture Rack Backbreaker! Mystica surges in agony at the impact and flops to the ring as Austin stands over him and smirks. This devil's advocate is having his fun with Mystica and it looks like he really wants to prolong the suffering as he plants a boot straight into Mystica's rib cage...once, twice....THRICE!

Mystica rolls around in pain and Austin reaches down and lifts Mystica off the canvas. Catching him with a Giant Chop to the chest and then executing - The Razor's Edge!

Roundhouse Kick from Smoke Man!

Smoke Man has recuperated in the time Austin was delivering a beating to Mystica and is right there to come in with a well executed roundhouse kick! Smoke's foot catching the side of Austin's head and sending him straight to the canvas!

From there Smoke Man plants a Knee Drop right into Austin's spine! Austin bellows out in agony and rolls to the side. Reaching out and grasping at the ropes as he begins to use them to pull himself up. Gaining a position on his knees right when Smoke Man comes in with a High Knee to the back of Austin's head!

Austin flops forward and his body smacks against the ropes. Smoke Man then uses the ropes to spin around Austin and nail him in the face with a Spinning Side Dropkick! Austin drops back and Smoke Man bounds back into the ring, delivering a swift stomp to Austin's balls before he rips Austin from the canvas by his head. From there Smoke Man, Hip Tosses Austin across the ring! Austin crashes into the ropes and bounces off them! Austin soars back at Smoke Man and Smoke Man catches Austin with a Chokeslam!

Smoke Man then turns around and goes for the ladder. Pulling it up and positioning it right under the belt. From there Smoke Man begins to climb up the ladder, making it halfway up before Austin slowly pulls himself off the canvas and lurches forward towards the ladder with a Shoulder Block! The ladder topples with Smoke dangling off of it and crashes to the ring!

With Smoke sprawled in the ring, Austin grabs the ladder and smashes it down into Smoke Man's knee before setting it back upright. Austin then begins the climb up the ladder himself. Moving up gradually and taking a bit more time in climbing due to the rigorous fight he's taken part in tonight. Taking the ladder slowly, rung by rung...and failing to notice Smoke Man as he gingerly peels himself from the canvas.

Once to his feet, Smoke Man rushes to the ladder and begins climbing up the other side. When Austin sees this, he starts to speed up his ascension, still Smoke Man manages to reach the top, just as Austin does. The two glare at each other as they instantaneously begin to exchange blows. The ladder teetering as both men land multiple hits to one another. Then suddenly....

Mystica comes in with a Suicide Dive to the ladder!

The ladder crashes to the canvas taking Austin and Smoke with it!

Clearly recovered from the beating he took earlier and reclaiming a second wind, Mystica flies into immediate action and catches Smoke Man just as he's rising up to his feet, with a Flying Knee Strike followed by a Russian Leg Sweep!

Smoke slams onto the canvas just as Austin is back up and swooping in, but Mystica spins around to face him almost like he sensed his arrival before it happened. A vicious grin adorning Mystica's face as he swiftly strikes Austin down with a Superkick to Austin's head! A superkick that sends Austin flying backwards!

Meanwhile as this is taking place, Smoke Man is charging in from the side, catching Mystica off guard with a Side Kick. Mystica falters back a little but manages to fire back with several Chest Chops and then executes - Myst Be With You!

Smoke Man is down! However, before Mystica attempts to go for the ladder, he turns back towards the direction he last saw Austin flying in. Turning around just in time in order to dodge out of the way of an oncoming Spear from Austin!

Moving fast after dodging that spear, Mystica flies off to the ropes and bounces off them in order to gain momentum, but Austin sees this and does the same. Both wrestlers now soaring at each other at the same speed! Both wrestlers slamming right into one another! And both wrestlers dropping instantly to the canvas! Austin and Mystica fall to the canvas, where Smoke Man is still lying. Which means all three wrestlers are down! Again!

Suddenly out from the back emerges Shane ...

And the entire BLACK CIRCLE!

They look down toward the ring where all three participants are down and out.

Shane waves them along toward the ring and they all begin marching down the aisle... until... THE CONGREGATION! Eli James IV and his Congregation have come from the crowd and cut The Black Circle off at the pass.

: Hey Eli! Get your pieces of trash out of our way before you get hurt!

Just as a brawl is about to break out, Miranda Tigris steps out onto the stage with a microphone in hand.

Tigris: I'm afraid I need to step in and protect the integrity of this XWF Title Match. Through the Administrator Network I have the authority to remove all of you, including you Mr. , from the premises. Gentlemen?

About two dozen security guards flood the aisle and the fans explode as a MASSIVE brawl breaks out involving all of the Black Circle and Congregation members along with XWF security! The bulk of the battle starts out right in the middle of the aisle but very quickly we see the action start spilling toward Miranda Tigris who makes a quick exit to the back before she gets hit! Bodies also start making their way toward the ring, battling it out.

The sheer numbers of XWF security eventually overpower and restrain the Congregation and Black Circle members. Shane himself is also being restrained and he is throwing a fit, barking orders and demanding that he be released but to no avail!



Meanwhile back in the ring...

HOLY SHIT! John Austin is already all the way up the ladder and has his hands on the title!

BUT WAIT!

Mystica just drop kicked Smoke Man, sending him crashing into the ladder and John Austin tumbling over to the outside with NO title!

Smoke Man is tossed out of the ring and lands right on top of John Austin as Mystica takes just a split second to notice what is going on in the aisle. He sees the Black Circle and Congregation members all being removed in handcuffs... but all the while he continues setting up that ladder and brings his attention right back where it needs to be when he looks up at that gold.







John Austin and Smoke Man both slowly start to move around at ringside, Austin pushing Smoke off of him as Mystica begins climbing the ladder...







All of the outside parties have been successfully removed. It now comes right back down to just these three men!






Smoke Man slides into the ring but has his ankle grabbed by John Austin who yanks him right back out with a hard thud to the floor....






Mystica's at the top of the ladder and reaching up!





John Austin slides into the ring and explodes to his feet, leaping into the ladder with all of his might to push it over!











THE LADDER FALLS!






AND SO DOES MYSTICA!




WITH THE UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP IN HIS HANDS!!!




The ref calls for the bell! Mystica has done it! He remains on the canvas for a while with the title in his clutches, just absorbing the moment and taking everything in. John Austin is down in the corner still in a lot of pain from his fall and from throwing himself into the ladder and sacrificing his body.

Mystica gets up to his feet and glances up the ramp where nobody is waiting for him. It's an interesting moment where it almost feels like all hell is supposed to be breaking loose right now but instead it's an eerie calm. Mystica has emerged victorious without the aid of either party who tried to interfere, and he calmly walks toward the back with his brand new possession.

Some footage is shown in the back of the Congregation and Black Circle members, including Eli James and Shane are all released by security now that the championship match has had a chance to conclude legitimately.




Meanwhile, back at ringside... Smoke Man and John Austin are still recovering...




Dragging himself to his feet, Smoke groggily calls out for a microphone. The ring announcer hands his over, with Smoke bringing it to his lips in the centre of the ring, even with the carnage strewn all around him. His breaths are long, heavy, and exhausted, but be speakes down the microphone regardless, occasionally panting after such a grueling match-up.

Ladies and gentlemen. I came to you tonight with a promise. The promise that I would walk out as the new United States Champion.

Smoke looks around, empty handed.

And here I stand. Promise... unfulfilled.

People have been telling me from even the very beginning here in the XWF that I am not worth a thing. That I am just a kid that will fall into obscurity, just like the rest. But then I won the X-Treme Title.


Smoke looks out to the crowd and shrugs.

But I'll admit, I didn't hold that for very long, now did I? But since then? Since then I have done a whole lot more. And what has that got me?.

Chances. Opportunities. But this loss is just a fluke. When I want something, I get it. When I say something is going to happen, it will happen. I have said it before, I have said rebellions, alliances, revolutions, and everything inbetween have all been done countless times, but only one shall succeed in the end.


He drives his index finger into his chest.

I will succeed. My rebellion will succeed.

At the end of it we will be free of injustice. Free of unfairness.

Free of the Black Circle.


Smoke begins to walk around the ring to catch his breath, stretching his back, mostly.

The Black Circle are senseless swines who love to have things their way. It's their way or the highway mister, but if you can act like you're even mildly oppressed and draw enough ratings, then sure, you'll stick around, but frankly for not that long.

The Black Circle can point fingers all their lives, they can pretend that they have been falsly accused, but that still doesn't stop them from bending the rules to their will. That still doesn't stop them from bleeding out this company until it's only about them. My proof? Well, I'm here talking about them, right?

The revolutions of the past have all risen for a reason. There is a reason that they feel oppressed. There is a reason that they feel like they should stop the Circle. Open your eyes and realise you're doing something wrong for a fucking change!

...Or not. Maybe just pack your bags and get the hell away from the company, before the whole place crumbles down to your feet. You can blame the revolutionaries all you like, but there is a reason they stood from the shadows to fight, and that reason is you.


Smoke stops and looks out to the stage, as if addressing the Circle himself.

Do what you like! Brandish me as awol, throw me into the winner's ride like all the other loonies, fire me and shoot a bullet between my eyes. Whatever you do, I will not stop.

I know that I can beat the Black Circle. I know that I can de-throne you. I know that you can crumble. It's only a matter of time, boys. And believe me, time is ticking. You haven't even begun to see what I am capable of.


Out of the corner of his eye, Smoke sees John Austin. He frowns and sizes him up for some form of revenge.

Smoke Man is just about closing in on John Austin and about to strike at him out once again after the match..

When suddenly, "On Brave Mountains We Conquer" hits the PA, and LJ Havok rushes to the ring..

But what for?

Smoke Man feels as though nothing to worry about and begins to charge at John Austin, who is bracing for another fight. But LJ Havok slips himself in between Smoke Man and John Austin.

Both John Austin and Smoke Man look at LJ with confused looks on their faces....

The lights quickly go out, and after a few seconds, John Austin and LJ Havok are gone. Smoke Man is just standing in the ring in shock as is the rest of the crowd around them. Smoke looks around the arena wildly as if he is looking for them... but by the look on his face, you can tell he has no clue.

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12-29-2013, 06:03 PM

So Mystica is the new champion... Congrats, I guess. At least the bumbling idiot no longer holds it. Enjoy your moment of victory.

I'll be back for the title soon.


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12-29-2013, 06:07 PM

OOC: Congrats Mystica. Well deserved.

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12-29-2013, 06:10 PM

OOC: Had a blast as the champ and glad you won Mystica, you do deserve it ...also it was a definitely a challenge with you and Smoke ...thank you both :D

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12-29-2013, 06:12 PM

oh misty hold onto that belt for me because your time is running out..

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12-29-2013, 06:25 PM

What a very distur- I mean interesting show. Well done ladies and gentlemen. I can't wait for my official in ring debu- er, I mean my official return on Monday Madness.

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#7
12-29-2013, 06:34 PM

"Get in line, Pete."

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12-29-2013, 06:36 PM

just like u do for my belt raide ;)

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#9
12-29-2013, 06:41 PM

"I don't need to get in line for your belt, Pete. If I want to, I'll come and take it. I'm still waiting for you to stop pussy-footing around and pick a date for our match. Title or non-title. I don't care."

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12-29-2013, 06:54 PM

anytime u want i will send u to hell

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12-29-2013, 10:40 PM

(12-29-2013, 06:25 PM)Sid Feder Said: What a very distur- I mean interesting show. Well done ladies and gentlemen. I can't wait for my official in ring debu- er, I mean my official return on Monday Madness.

Sid looks down at a piece of paper with some notes on it. He starts reading aloud to himself, Sid would also throw out at least one or two insults in most of his random appearances, hmmm let me try it--

Oh and hey? Mr. John Austin? You fuckin' blow, man.

Sid turns around and screams "YES!" as he pumps his fist into the air. He walks off saying to himself, That was so Sid of me -- I think I've got this down. Get ready, Madness! Warfare has got me pumped!

If the great Sid Feder thinks I blew as the US Champ well damn it, I accomplished my goal! ....oh yeah, it's only a matter of time before I win another 24/7 case and I come after you next ;)

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12-29-2013, 11:35 PM

Shall I hand out tickets to Gilly and ...ugh...Raide?

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12-29-2013, 11:45 PM

the only thing that will be humiliated is your pride Mystica!

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12-30-2013, 04:52 AM

Let history show that on this day, the complete annihilation of Rodney Tune was initiated. This is only the beginning of more to come..... Stay tuned.

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(12-30-2013, 04:52 AM)Ezekiel Carter-Williams V Said: Let history show that on this day, the complete annihilation of Rodney Tune was initiated. This is only the beginning of more to come..... Stay tuned.

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12-30-2013, 06:27 AM

(12-29-2013, 11:35 PM)Mystica Said: Shall I hand out tickets to Gilly and ...ugh...Raide?

"This voucher good for one free public humiliation."

"I'm quite positive it'll be better than any snorefest you put on in the ring and in front of the camera. When I'm done disposing of "Gilly" I'm coming for you next."

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#17
12-30-2013, 10:44 AM

Though I have a match with Hank on the 8th, and this puts him ahead of me in terms of contender-ness. I'm glad he won. Same with Ezekiel, who I'll be destroying next week. But over all I'm glad McBride lost. His irish routine needed a good mashing.

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12-30-2013, 10:56 AM

(12-30-2013, 06:27 AM)John Raide Said:
(12-29-2013, 11:35 PM)Mystica Said: Shall I hand out tickets to Gilly and ...ugh...Raide?

"This voucher good for one free public humiliation."

"I'm quite positive it'll be better than any snorefest you put on in the ring and in front of the camera. When I'm done disposing of "Gilly" I'm coming for you next."

dispose of me Johnny? When I'm done with you, the morgue wont be able to piece you back together.. you're just another victim!

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#19
12-30-2013, 08:23 PM

aww Dildo Baggins don't hate on McBride. He just lost.

OOC I enjoyed the show!

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