~The screen turns black and the familiar OCW Theme begins playing as the letters “SNM” hit the screen for this weeks special edition of Sunday Massacre. The letters then fade away and we see a jam packed arena full of screaming OCW fans. The camera pans the crowd for a few seconds, but then settles on the announce table where we see Smith and Hood, Smith speaks~
Smith: Hello again everyone and welcome to Sunday Night Massacre! We have five action packed matches for you tonight, so get ready, it’s gonna be one hell of a show!
Hood: Sure is, what match is starting things off?
Smith: Two rookies go at it as Rage takes on J-Star, lets get down to ringside for this one!
~ “Blue” by Eiffel 66 begins playing and the fans stand and watch as Rage makes his way down to the OCW ring, Warrick begins announcing~
Warrick: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall!! Introducing first, from Atlanta, Georgia, standing 7’0” tall and weighing in at 244 lbs……RAGE!!!!!
~ “Crawling” by Linkin Park begins playing and the fans stand and watch as J-Star makes his way down to the ring area~
Warrick: And his opponent, from A-Town, standing 6’6” and weighing in at 245 lbs…..J-STAR!!!!!
~The bell rings and both men lock up in the middle of the ring. Star knees Rage in the gut and Rage bends over in pain. Star then whips Rage into the ropes and Rage bounces off, Star nails Rage with an elbow to the face and Rage staggers back. Star then drops Rage with a big running lariat~
Smith: Great Running Lariat there by J-Star!
Hood: Yea, he is taking the fight to Rage here in the early going!
~Star now pulls Rage to his feet and whips him into the corner. Star runs in there but Rage moves out of the way and Star hits the corner hard. Star comes staggering out and Rage slaps his hand around Star’s throat. Rage then lifts Star up in the air and drops him with Ragin’ Chokeslam. Star hits the mat hard and Rage goes for a pin~
1!
2!
Kick Out!!!
Smith: J-Star kicked out!!
Hood: Great kickout, but more importantly, what a badass move by Rage!
~Rage now pull Star to his feet and grabs the neck of Star. Rage then runs towards the middle of the ring, leaps up and drops Star with Ragin’ Fury!!! Rage then pins Star and the ref makes the count~
1!
2!
3!!!!
~The ref raises the hand of Rage as the winner.~
Warrick: Here is your winner…..RAGE!!!!!
~Outside the arena, a lone white limo pulls into the backstage staff parking lot, stopping right next to the camera. The chauffer gets out and opens one of the back doors, and the unmistakable form of Silver Cyanide steps out of the limo, the US Belt slung over his shoulder. He's dressed in his usual finery; a black and white zebra striped trenchcoat, with a white t-shirt and white leather pants underneath. He pats the chauffer on the shoulder, then makes his way into the building.~
Hood: Well, it looks like Silver Cyanide is back from his contract problems with Grand Rapids! We'll have to see if he has anything to say later tonight.
~The camera cuts back to the commentator's table.~
Hood: As we wait for our next match to begin, I hear
that J.Y. Kidd is backstage, on the way to his locker
room. If you'll remember, J.Y. Kidd, along with Lan
Ragus and Shannon Shag Nasty, landed Josh Allen in the
hospital for a couple of nights. I hear he received a
new locker room, via the staff, because of his brave
efforts. Let's take a look!
~The camera goes backstage where J.Y. Kidd sticks a
key in the door knob. He turns the knob, and the door
slowly opens. He flips the light on and walks in. As
the camera follows him in, a man in a black trench
coat and a red hockey mask smashes J.Y. Kidd in the
head with a red brick. J.Y. Kidd tries to turn around
and fight back, but takes another three shots to the
face. J.Y. Kidd falls to the floor, unconsious. The
camera man tries to move, but also takes a shot from
the brick. The camera goes to static, and falls to the
floor. As it slowly comes back on, J.Y. Kidd lays on
the ground, still out of it, with the red hockey mask
next to him. No one else is around. The camera goes
back inside to the announcer's table.~
Hood: Sweet star-light heavens! Someone just took J.Y.
Kidd out of the game...Permenantly!!!
Smith: I guess J.Y. Kidd got something he deserved!
Someone has some revenge warrants out! Looks like J.Y.
Kidd is at the top!
Hood: Man! Who is it? Someone has to know! The camera
man! We have to find the camera man! He had to see the
face of the man behind the red hockey mask! Until
then, let's move on to our next match!
~Steve Hulin starts out the match with a few vicious left hooks, but then Scorpio takes the advantage with a sit-down powerbomb. Hulin fights back with a few death defying moves, like that of a Pantera concert, and then gets the win.~
Warrick: ..and your winner, The Snoops Steven Hulin!!!!!!!
*The lights in the arena go out suddenly, and the OCW-tron lights up to show a plain-looking living room in black and white, decorated with furniture popular back in the 1950s. A tiny black and white TV is on, showing what looks like "Mars Attacks" while two kids, dressed in plain shirts sit in front of it and watch. A woman with a bobbed haircut is sitting at a sewing table while the sewing machine whirrs. The scene goes on like this for a few seconds, then a door opens and a man steps in wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase, smiling brightly. He looks at his family.*
50s Father: Honey, I'm home!
*The scene cuts out and "Points of Authority" blares over the speakers as the crowd erupts, just as Silver Cyanide appears on the entrance ramp, US Belt on his shoulder and silver hockey stick in his hand. He makes his way down to the ring, grabs a mic from Warrick and slides into the ring, playing to the crowd for a while. He then gets down into the middle of the ring and holds the mic to his lips.*
Cyanide: Well, ladies and gentlemen, I have returned from an all-too-lengthy absence.
*The crowd shows their agreement with cheers.*
Cyanide: I understand that it was announced on the first Massacre of the month that I was away with legal troubles involving the Grand Rapids Griffins, currently of the American Hockey League. This is true, I left the team with a year left on my contract and prepared to join OCW, and the big names in GR get all tetchy. So I went to the courtroom, pleaded my case, and to make a long story short, earned my right to stay in OCW and continue to defend my United States title like any US Champ would.
*The crowd cheers again, and the camera shows a few of the signs in the arena which read "Death by Cyanide" and "I left my husband, will you marry me Cyanide?" The crowd dies down as the camera returns to the ring.*
Cyanide: Now, under normal circumstances, I'd prefer to get one more match in before Last Man Standing 2 so I can work the few kinks out of my system, but Dean has informed me that I will be Pay-Per-View jumping; from No Limits to LMS in one single bound, no skirmishes in between.
Also, I seem to be collecting quite a list of enemies...or people that dislike me mildly, at least. Tommy Crimson hasn't had a decent nights sleep since our match, and Andy Murray probably has a picture of me hanging from his dartboard. I say that's all fine and dandy, they'll each get their respective shots at me, belt or no belt on the line. The fact of the matter is that I'm back in OCW, and I plan on hanging around for a while.
*The crowd erupts again as Cyanide slides out of the ring and makes his way up the ramp, high-fiving the fans as he does so.*
Hood: Damn, gotta love a people person!
Smith: Hey Hood, I hear the a few of the executives
are backstage questioning J.Y. Kidd! Let's listen in!
~The camera goes backstage. Shannon Shag-Nasty and RJ
are in the room with J.Y. Kidd and the trainers. J.Y.
Kidd seems to be coming in and out of consiousness...~
Shag: Did you see anything that would help us identify
this man? Anything, at all?!
RJ: Yo, snap out of it! You havta wake up!
J.Y. Kidd: Viva La France!!!
Shag: Ah, we're never going to get something out of
him! We have got to find this man!
RJ: Dean's not going to be happy, one of his wrestlers
being taken out by a masked man...
Shag: Let's go. We need to fill in security officers
on what to look for. He WAS wearing a black trench
coat.
~The camera fades back to the table as RJ and Shag
walk off, determined to find the suspect.~
Hood: Shag and RJ seem to be determined enough to find
this guy! Red hockey mask!?! Black trench coat?!? This
guy is out to prove a point..
Smith: Well, while they look for the guy . . . or
girl!?, Let's go on to our next match!
~The two men lock up and its a pretty even fight until James gets the upper hand and upercuts Damien three feet. James then hits Damien with a few well placed clotheslines, and then ends the night with his finisher JJ's Final Blow.~
Warrick: ..and your winner, J@mmy J@me$!!!!!!!
~The Beautiful People by Marilyn Manson fills the arena. And Dead Soulja ,wearing his usual atire of a black bandana tied at the front a T-shirt with Dead Soulja on it, and his Hardy style baggy trousers. He makes his way to the ring with a mic in his hand and enters through the second rope. He poses on two ring post walks around then brings the mic up to his mouth.~
Dead Soulja: Now as of late some retard has been seeking me out and attacking me. You all know who he is! We faced each other in my first match. What a match, I kicked his ass all the way to Jibralta and back. He is still sore because I am becoming bigger. I am bigger than him and he cant take it that he is nothing. He wants a piece of me then he can have it!! but....after I have won LMS after I have beaten the crap outa all the so called OCW greats.
~Dead Soula Poses again and then makes his way back to 606s locker room. With The Beautiful People by Marilyn Manson, in the backround.~
~The camera cuts back into President Dean's office, where him and Commissioner Cheasy M are talking.~
Dean: Looks like we got one hell of a pay-per-view comming up!
Cheasy M: Yes sir.. but what are we gonna do about Triple M's spot in the main event? He's been in and out of hospitals for weeks, are you sure we can trust him with that spot?
Dean: Hmmm.. well I was prepaired for this... looks like I'm gonna have to name a supsitute in the World title match then..
Cheasy M: Well, WHO IS IT??!
Dean: The man to join The Great One and Shags in the main event will be Silver Cyanide!
Cheasy M: Wow.. great choice! Too bad Triple M isn't here to hear that..
~The camera cuts back to the commentator's booth.~
Hood: Silver Cyanide is going to Last Man Standing 2 as one of the number one contenders?!
Smith: Looks that way!
OCW World Hardcore Title Match
Silverfreak (20-1) vs Goldie (7-0)
Warrick: First the chalenger, from Chicago, Illinois, Goldie!!!!
~"Gold Shine" by Project Pat begins to blare over the PA System as OCW crew members are still filling the ring with trash. Goldie comes out, and goes down to the ring.~
Warrick: ..and his opponent the OCW World Hardcore Champion, Silverfreak!!!
~"Lets Go All The Way" by ICP begins to blare over the PA System as Silverfreak makes his way down to the ring, with Lenord the Hardcore Flamingo in his hand. Freak jumps into the ring, and the two men look eye to eye at each other.~
Hood: Wow, look at these two guys! They both know they have to pull a win out to go on in the Last Man Standing tournament!
Smith: Yeah, but Silverfreak has more to loose, he could loose his title and his shot tonight!
~The ref calls for the bell and the match begins. Goldie grabs a trashcan lid and runs for Silverfreak, but Freak puts a big boot up and slams the lid right in Goldie's face. As Goldie gets knocked down Silverfreak goes for a snap mare. Goldie gets back up to his feet and grabs a kendo stick and begins wacking Silver with it over and over and over again.~
Hood: Look at Goldie go!
Smith: That kendo stick can be a deadly weapon in the wrong hands!!
~Goldie whips Silverfreak into the ropes and then hits him with a spinning heel kick. Freak is down, and Goldie goes up to the second rope and knocks the air out of Silver with a devistating legdrop. He goes for the quick pin, but Silverfreak kicks out.~
Hood: It's gonna take more than a legdrop to beat the one and only freak of professional wrestling!
Smith: What are you, a walking t-shirt?
Hood: No, for some reason I just love that freaky bastard!
~Goldie goes for another spinning heel kick, but Silverfreak ducks and hits him with the Sideshow Strangala! Silverfreak goes to the outside of the ring and grabs a table. As he slides it into the ring, Goldie has made his way back up to his feet. Goldie and Freak battle it out, as Goldie finally forces Silverfreak belly up on the table. Goldie goes up to the top rope, and crashes through the table with Silverfreak underneath! Goldie goes for another pin..~
1...
2..
KICKOUT!!
Smith: So CLOSE! We almost had a new Hardcore Champion right there Hood!
~Goldie picks Silverfreak up out of the rubble, and nails him with a stop sign, stopping Silverfreak cold in his tracks. Goldie goes for a one-legged boston crab, but Silverfreak makes his way over to the ropes. Goldie lets go and then baseball slide kicks Freak out of the ring. Goldie runs back, and then goes for a suicide jump over the top rope and onto Silverfreak, but Silverfreak tosses up a chair that Goldie rams head first. The crowd goes nuts!~
Smith: Well Goldie is giving Silverfreak a run for his money!
Hood: Don't you mean flamingo?
~As both men are down suddenly the lights begin to flicker.~
Smith: Whats going on? I can't see anything!
Hood: Who's that shadowy figure attacking Goldie??
~We see a shadowy man with the OCW Hardcore title attack Goldie and then hit Goldie with the Sideshow Strangala. The belt theif then points an icy finger towards Silverfreak. The lights flash off..~
Smith: AHH!!! Who shut off the lights???
Hood: Damn it Smith, let go of my leg!
~As the lights flash back on, Silverfreak is covering Goldie in the ring!~
1...
2...
KICKOUT!!!
Smith: Looks like that damn belt theif wants Silverfreak to stay as champion! But Goldie somehow is able to kickout of TWO Sideshow Strangalas!
Hood: Well back in my day, I could have kicked out of three..
Smith: Shut up Hood!
~Silverfreak makes his way back to his feet, locks arms with Goldie and then goes for some rapid headbutts. As Goldie begins to stagger around, Silverfreak grabs Lenord, the hardcore flamingo and jabs Goldie in the ribs. Silverfreak then plants Goldie into the mat with an implant DDT.~
Smith: That belt theif seems to have given Silverfreak a second wind!
Hood: Yeah the end is comming up!
~Silverfreak grabs Goldie while he's down on the mat, and gets him in the Rigga Mortis! Goldie fights it.. but then slowly taps out..~
Warrick: Your winner, and STILL OCW World Hardcore Champion, SILVERFREAK!!!!!
~After the match finishes, we see Silverfreak leaning against one set of ropes, regaining his composure. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Goldie nails Freak from behind, knocking him down to the ground. Goldie starts to stomp away on the fallen Silverfreak, who is riving in agony on the ground. Goldie continues to hammer away on Freak with some right foot stomps, then picks him up by the shoulders, and yells something to the crowd which is met with some heat. Goldie then low blows Freak, thrusts his head between his thighs, and nails The Goldstrike, to some huge crowd heat. Goldie turns around, to face the crowd, then yells at the top of his voice…….~
Goldie: “There’s your legend for ya!”
~The crowd respond with some more heat. Goldie walks back across to Freak, now totally annihilated, and starts to stomp away on him again. Suddenly, we see Playboy G & The Toothfairy run down the ramp to some heat, PG carries 2 kendo sticks nad a large black bag, Toothfairy has one. PG and Toothfairy enter the ring side by side, and Goldie turns round to face the newly arrived superstars, with an initial look of shock on his face. PG & Toothfairy stare down Goldie, but slowly and strangely, the looks on all 3 men’s faces turn to wide grins, as Goldie and PG shake each others hands, followed by the same hand shake with Toothfairy. PG drops the bag, then hands Goldie one of the Kendo sticks, and suddenly, all three men turn round and start to pound on Silverfreak with the weapons! Freak’s broken body shows slight signs of movement as this 3 on 1 beat down ensues, to the disgust of the booing fans. The beat down continues for a long 15 seconds, but suddenly, “Awake” by “Godsmack” hits over the PA system, and the fans in the arena erupt when they see “Superstar” Scott Skyler and Andy Murray run down, both wearing 606 Society T-shirts. Criminally Dangerous slide under the bottom rope, and Goldie, PG and Toothfairy turn around, then notice criminally dangerous standing there, right in front of them. Murray & Skyler go face-to-face, chin-to-chin with the heels in another stare down. The anticipation of the fight starts to swell in the arena, is the restless fans pop insanely. Just in the heat of the cheers however, Playboy G turns behind, unzips the bag he was carrying, and pulls out some t-shirts. Murray starts to applaud Playboy G, and Skyler’s face turns to a huge grin. The crowd’s cheers turn to a sort of confused noise, as PG throws both Skyler, and Murray each one of the two shirts he was holding. Murray holds up the shirt in front of his eyes, it reads “LoP – Lords Of Pain.” Murray and Skyler turn to face each other, swap glances, then both at the same time, pull the shirts over their heads! The crowd still sounds confused, as Toothfairy walks over to the other side of the ring, demands a mic, which is thrown to him by Warrick, and caught perfectly. Fairy turns around, throws over the mic to Playboy G, who catches it, raises his hands, then starts to talk.~
Playboy G: “Now…..I know that a lot of you punkass fans in this crappy little arena, are probably thinking what the hell is exactly going on here huh?”
~The crowd respond with a mixed reaction of boos and a sort of “YEAH!” sounding noise, PG continues……….~
Playboy G: “Well, you want answers, you got your damn answers! You see, you scumbag fans have just witnessed the coming together, of what will be the end of every other damn stable in OCW, you have just witnessed the coming together, of The Lords Of Pain! I know that you may have seen Goldie and myself earlier on in the week, talk about the LoP and how we are going to change the landscape of OCW forever, and now, the final pieces of the puzzle are in place. It would seem to me, that The Toothfairy has accepted our generous offer……….”
~PG motions over to where Toothfairy stands, who nods with a big grin across his face, PG continues……….~
Playboy G: “And it seems to me, that Criminally Dangerous have left The 606 Society, and they have joined, LoP!”
~The crowd boo the hell out of Murray, Skyler and Playboy G, they obviously used to like Murray & Skyler as a part of The 606 Society. Skyler paces the ring slowly once round as the boos continue, then takes the mic from Playboy G. Skyler raises the mic to speak, but the boos get louder, and Skyler’s face turns to a look of disgust, then he starts speaking.~
Scott Skyler: “So you want an explanation to why Scott Skyler and Andy Murray turned their backs on The 606 Society for Playboy G and his Lords Of Pain huh? Well, to be completely honest, I think the reason is fairly self evident, but hey, I suppose you dumbassed fans can’t work it out in your think little minds yourself, so here’s Mr. Andy Murray to explain a little more!”
~Skyler throws the mic over to his left hand side, where Andy Murray catches it. The crowd boo even louder for Murray than they did for Skyler, and Murray starts to laugh heinously. Once the boos fade a little, Murray raises the mic to his mouth, and then starts talking.~
Andy Murray: “You know ever since I joined The 606 Society, and ever since Scott Skyler joined The 606 Society, something has been at the back of my mind, digging away at my thoughts. Something has been wandering back and fourth in my head, and that thing is………..payback”
~The crowd respond with a sort of confused noise, Payback? What The Hell?~
Andy Murray: “Yeah that’s right, payback. And you wanna know what the hell I mean by payback? Well, even if you don’t, I’m going to tell you anyway. You see ever since I joined that pathetic group known as The 606 Society, Criminally Dangerous have just been held back, and back by those no talent losers. You see, the combined talent of Dead Soulja, Connor McIntosh, Jammy Jimmy and 2nd Smile, doesn’t even equal half of the talent that The Sickened One and The Real Pro-Wrestling Superstar pose.”
~The crowd start to boo again, Murray talks over them.~
Andy Murray: “Ah sahddup!”
~The crowd respond with some louder boos, and then they start to chant ASSHOLE, ASSHOLE, ASSHOLE.~
Andy Murray: “You fans make me sick, you’re pathetic. And that’s another thing that I despise, every time you little jackass fans so much as popped at the mention of my name, it made the need for payback even greater. But now, finally, The 606 is a nomad stable, without a leader, without any stability, and more importantly, without any talent whatsoever. You know Sean Storm was right, The 606 was never about a revolution, it was about bringing together the biggest bunch of no talent losers OCW has ever seen, and hell, it sure as hell succeeded, and now that the diamonds of the 606’s rough have left, it sure as hell looks like to me, that the 606 is on the way down, and The Lords Of Pain, are definitely on their way up to a new height never before seen, in sports entertainment. You see now that Criminally Dangerous have left the no-talent losers behind, and joined the elite, the sickness will spread through this goddamn company, like wildfire!”
~Murray turns behind, and then passes the mic to his brand new stable mate, Goldie. Goldie raises the mic to his mouth, and starts to speak out.~
Goldie: “Yeah Andy, that’s right. Now, the LoP can boast 5 of the finest superstars to ever hit OCW, and with Playboy G as our leader, the LoP will finally get the respect we deserve! Ever since I joined that dysfunctional stable known as Extreme Tendencies, I have been held out of the limelight for far to long, but that is all about to come to an end. You see the LoP is here, and we are not here to play around. The Lords Of Pain mean business in OCW, and that is bad news for Corporal Punishment, BOO and all the other no talent stables around this place. Pretty soon the championships will be strapped round the waists of Playboy G, Andy Murray, Scott Skyler, Toothfairy and Goldie, and if you don’t believe us, watch what we do to your so called legend!”
~With that said, Goldie tosses Warricks mic over his shoulder and into the crowd. All 5 LoP members turn around, and circle the still motionless Silverfreak who lies on the ground. The LoP stand and stare at the OCW Legend for a few seconds, then Skyler springs into action, and picks up Freak. Skyler then knees Freak in the gut, and hits a Fame Asser, to the applause of the LoP and the boos of the fans. Toothfairy steps up to Freak next, picks him up, and nails The Mad Orthodontics, to even more boos. Playboy G picks up one of the kendo sticks form the canvas, and starts to pound away on Freak, for about 15 seconds. After PG has had his fun, Goldie picks up freak and hits a backbreaker, but keeps Freak wrenched on his thigh as Andy Murray climbs up top. Goldie holds Freak, as Murray stands up on the top rope, yells something to the ground, then flies off crushing Freak with a huge elbow drop! Murray gets up, and all 5 members of LoP stand aside each other along the centre of the ring. All 5 men raise both arms in the air at the same time, as the fans start to boo loudly, and The Ruff Ryders Anthem kicks in over the PA system. The LoP walk around the ring a few times, while the booing ensues, then they all exit the ring, and start to walk up the ramp, Skyler trash talking as he goes. The LoP disappear through the curtains to the backstage area. The Ruff riders anthem slowly begins to fade, as the camera cuts back to the commentator's booth.~
Hood: Poor freak, DAMN THOSE BASTARDS!
Smith: Calm down Hood... Well that looks like all of.. no wait a minute, who is that on the OCW-a-tron?!
~The camera cuts to a shot of Mavelous Mario Maurako in a hospital bed. He raises up a little, and looks to be in real pain as he begins to speak.~
Triple M: Now it's been no secret that I haven't been in the best of health these days.. I've got injury on top of injury... but my reason for going on was to one day call myself the OCW World Champion..
~The crowd pops.~
Triple M: I saw Prez Dean's dessision to put Cyanide in my place, and even though he is my friend.. I'm not letting him or anyone else getting in the way of my dream. My dream ever since I put on a pair of wrestling boots.. SO Dean.. you had better make that match a four-way dance, cause I'm showing up to Last Man Standing if you like it or not!
~As the crowd continues to cheer, the video ends the camera cuts to a commercial for Thursday Night War.~