OCW Presents: Monday Night Massacre
Live! March 31st, 2014
From the Lone Star College Gymnasium in Houston, Texas
~Massacre begins with a cold open on a backstage hallway where a small interview set has been erected for Skytz's use. A red and black OCW banner hangs on the wall, and a few shoddy can lights and a spare camera have been arranged in front of it. Skytz is holding a microphone. Standing next to him is the new OCW Southern Champion, Pryde.~
Skytz: Sup? I'm here with OCW Superstar Pryde, who made a major impact at Black Out 2 just over a week ago. This mask-wearing motherfucker here, he not only edged out Mario Maurako to become the first-ever OCW Southern Champion, he also made a big splash when he revealed an unexpected alliance with OCW mainstay Scott Syren as the pay per view went off the air! Pryde, what drove a no-nonsense ass-kicker like you to join forces with an unpredictable weirdo like Syren?
~Pryde just looks at Skytz awkwardly, as if he's expecting there to be more to the question.~
Skytz: Come on, bro. These fans want to know... you and Syren, Syren and you. The alliance of two. The Pryde-Syren connection. What's it all about?
~Skytz sticks his microphone up into Pryde's personal space obnoxiously.~
Pryde: ... well... actually the idea first came up when I was having a discussion with Tre—
~Suddenly Scott Syren bursts onto the scene! He wedges himself in between Pryde and Skytz and power-slaps the microphone out of the pimp/interviewer's hands. It smashes apart on the floor, causing an abrasive audio squeal on the feed before the production crew cuts the mic channel. Skytz looks into the camera and shrugs helplessly. We notice a modification to Scott Syren's One True World Title Belt: he appears to have written, “^ N' ALSO INNERNET CHAMP” in hot pink nail polish below where it says World Heavyweight Champion. Although we have lost audio, we can see Syren mouth the words “interviews fucking over.” He puts his arm around Pryde's shoulders and hurries him away from the interview set and down the dim hallway.~
Smith: Fans, thanks for joining us this Monday, and I apologize for the early technical difficulties...
~We switch to a black-and-white security system shot of Syren and Pryde as they come to a stop down a secluded hallway far from the ring and dressing rooms. They are oblivious to the camera.~
Syren: You can't say his name.
Pryde: What?
Syren: Just don't. I'm not sticking around tonight... I just wanted to warn you.
Pryde: You're leaving? I thought you guys had some kind of celebration planned.
Syren: Dammit, man! There is no “guys”, okay?! There's just me and you. The celebration wasn't my idea anyway... it was supposed to be put together by... you know... somebody else's people. All I could come up with was a half package of hot dogs and some tap water, so I decided to just cancel it. There are people here I'd rather not run into anyway.
Pryde: Wait! Aren't you a little concerned about this? We formed this alliance to—
~The security feed is being tapped over an unreliable wireless network, and the audio and video glitch out momentarily.~
Pryde: ... and now it seems to have backfired.
Syren: I know. Shit, you don't have to tell me that. Why do you think I stopped that interview? Frankly, I don't know what the fuck is going on, and neither of us can afford to do anything much besides keep our mouths shut right now. Just lay low. I'll get a hold of you via some sort of secure method when I learn anything. I can't stay. Do you know how to use invisible ink? I have to go. Maybe I'll buy us a couple of pre-paid phones. Gotta go, gotta go... if you're sticking around, search your dressing room for bugs. Oh yeah, congratulations on your title.
Pryde: Yeah... you too...
~With that, Syren disappears into the shadows and we cut to the familiar Massacre opening...the logo flashes onto the screen and we cut into a Lone Star community college gym filled with hundreds of screaming OCW fans! The college is located in Houston, Texas. Fans are at a fever pitch ready for tonight’s excitement. We settle in on the broadcast team of Smith and Hood…Hood looks exhausted…the Massacre theme “Comin in Hot” by Hollywood Undead comes to a close as the show is officially beginning~
Smith: Hello again everyone and welcome to the post Black Out 2 edition of OCW Monday Night Massacre! I’m Smith and alongside me is well…partially Hood…Hood, you okay, buddy?
Hood: I’m not your buddy, guy…and yea, I’ll live
Smith: Long week evidently for my colleague apparently…anyway, folks…we’ve got a great broadcast tonight which has already kicked off with an, umm, interesting sequence
Hood: I know…I like pre-partied all week for the Syren party tonight and now…it isn’t even going to happen.
Smith: And OCW’s most complicated title holder in its storied history is officially gone for the evening…might mean we’ll have a normal evening tonight.
Hood: Isn’t Bifford back?
Smith: Scratch that folks, it’s going to be business as usual…but we have two huge matches headlining tonight’s show…first, Kenshin Takamura issued an open challenge after his narrow defeat to Scott Syren…a challenge which was accepted by Danny B!
Hood: Is it for the tag titles?
Smith: I doubt Amber Ryan signed off on that
Hood: Just curious
Smith: And, in our main event, Brianna Casablancas will take on Roach and defend her OCW Central Championship!
Hood: Oh My Fuck! Her AGAIN?!
Smith: I know, totally awesome, right?
Hood: The hell is Dean? We have got to talk about his booking
Smith: Dean has been banned from tonight’s show by Gavin Reed
Hood: Can I go join him at whatever remote location he’s currently hanging out at and let him buy me a few drinks?
Smith: No, Hood…unfortunately, you have this thing called a job to do. Also, folks…Mia Stone returns to action taking on the interesting OCW rookie, Ana Archia. Brian Cady, another newcomer, will make his debut tonight as well as K. Carlton Davison III…or, as he likes to be called, KC3.
Hood: I don’t even recognize this roster anymore
Smith: All of that plus tons of Black Out 2 fall…umm…out…I can’t wait!
~We instantly cut backstage where we see a bunch of backstage workers chatting up about the latest OCW PPV Blackout 2 when a door slams open very loudly and from outside the building walks in “The Incredible” Ian Bishop to a massive chorus of boos. Bishop slams the door back shut as all the workers stop conversing and just stare at him as he breathes heavily and starts to walk up the hallway~
Smith: I wonder why Bishop is in a sour mood…
Hood: Smith? Don’t you have any respect for a former great champion? He was CHEATED out of his rightful championship by that bitch Brianna.
Smith: Did you watch the same match as me? Brianna did not cheat. She won the title fair and square and judging by the fact she is going to defend in one week after wrestling Bishop already proves she’s better.
Hood: Don’t you dare utter such blasphemies!
~Bishop is walking as an employee begins to congratulate him on a well fought match but before he can finish his sentence Bishop grabs the road agent and tosses him across the hall as his body smashes against the brick wall. Bishop stares at the road agent as he whines in pain as Bishop continues down the hall and turning the corner to more workers talking~
Random Worker: That Brianna sure gave it to Bishop… that guy’s an awful wrestler--
~Before anymore words could spew out of his mouth Bishop grabs him and launches him into a table full of TV equipment as the table breaks and the worker cries out. Bishop grabs the other worker by the collar~
Ian Bishop: WHERE THE FUCK IS DEAN?!
Random Worker #2: …Uh…I don’t know… I’m sure... he didn’t come…
Ian Bishop: WHAT?! WRONG ANSWER ASS!
~Bishop grabs this guy by his leg now and lifts him up to do his new finisher The Incredible Lock! He squats down as he stretches the workers body like a banana as he wails his arms and screams out. After about thirty seconds he releases it and walks on~
Ian Bishop: I’M GOING TO FUCKING FIND YOU DEAN! WE NEED TO TALK!
~The live feed cuts back to Smith and Hood who are looking on in worry~
Smith: I wouldn’t want to cross paths with Ian tonight.
Hood: Smith, in the nicest terms, he is going to fuck someone’s shit up tonight!
Smith: Indeed… I wonder if he realizes Dean is banned from the show?
Hood: Probably not…I don’t think anybody realized that…hell, I don’t think anybody realized where Massacre was this week…it’s a miracle we all wound up here
Smith: Oh, I let everyone know via instagram, twitter, facebook and myspace that we would be in Houston
Hood: Geezus
Smith: Well, folks…it’s time for our first match of the evening as Angelle Laree looks to get back on track by taking on OCW newcomer, K. Carlton Davison III! Let’s go down to ringside!
~“Livin’ After Midnight” by Disturbed plays throughout the gymnasium as Angelle Laree struts out to her music as she high fives fans in the stands on the way to the ring~
Belvedere: And making her way to the ring… from Paris, France, weighing in tonight at 155lbs… ANGELLE LAREE!
~There is a quiet pop for the woman from France as she rolls into the ring and stretches the ropes as she gets ready for her match. She smacks her fists together and gets into a fighting stance as she paces back and forth in the ring~
Smith: Angelle looks determined tonight to get a win… she’s been on a losing streak as of late!
Hood: If she loses tonight maybe she should back to France and go make some baguettes!
Smith: That was extremely rude! She’s a talented individual with some back luck on her side!
Hood: She could sell wine and cheese on the side! It would be great!
~The crowd awaits her opponent as the silence begins to grow longer and Angelle looks confused as to why her opponent hasn’t come out yet. The crowd begins to murmur as she walks over to Scruff who has no idea why KC3 hasn’t appeared yet. All of a sudden “Acid Rain” by Liquid Tension Experiment blasts out of the sound system as an enraged Ian Bishop walks out from backstage glaring at Angelle~
Hood: Oh shit! Bishop’s about to recreate the Red Wedding!
Smith: What… red wedding?
Hood: I’ve been catching up on Game of Thrones… trust me, this isn’t going to be pretty!
~Angelle doesn’t break her fighting stance as Bishop slowly walks down to the ring and rolls in. Scruff tries to talk to Bishop but he shoves Scruff out of his way and quickly snaps Angelle’s neck back with an European Uppercut! Angelle stumbles towards a corner of the ring as Bishop begins to deliver rights and lefts to Angelle’s face! Angelle falls down to a sitting position as Bishop backs up and rips his shirt off and waits for Angelle to get up as he breaths heavily. Angelle smacks some sense into herself as she goes for a clothesline but Bishop bear hugs her and delivers a devastating belly-to-belly suplex as she crashes into the ring posts and falls down hard on her back~
Smith: Ian is not happy about what happened at Blackout and he’s taking out on Angelle!
Hood: Don’t worry this is WAY more entertaining than any match Angelle would’ve competed in!
~Bishop doesn’t waste anymore time as he picks Angelle up and throws her back into a corner and begins to deliver chest chops. The crowd begins to boo like crazy after the tenth chop as Angelle falls to her knees clutching her chest. Bishop quickly gets down and locks Angelle into a Dragon Sleeper as Angelle begins to tap out immediately. Scruff tries to break up the lock but Bishop isn’t giving in. All of a sudden K. Carlton Davison III runs out having enough of this but Scruff comes out of the ring and explains the match won’t be happening. Bishop releases the lock and stares down KC3 who looks pissed as he complains to Scruff about it. Scruff tells KCIII to go backstage as he seems obviously frustrated while leaving~
Smith: That’s too bad for KC3, I guess he’ll have to debut next week!
Hood: Who?
Smith: The man that attacked The Lost Soul at Blackout!
Hood: Yawn. Can we get back to more of Bishop? You know… someone interesting?
~Bishop cocks a grin as the crowd begins to chant “Paper Champion”, which infuriates him. Bishop picks up a lifeless Angelle and locks in an over the shoulder single leg boston crab; The Incredible Lock. Bishop bends Angelle’s body like a banana as he sits on her face as she is screaming and tapping out. Scruff again tries to pull Bishop off but he won’t release the hold. Bishop orders for a microphone while he has Angelle still locked in. Belvedere enters the ring and hands the mic to him as he quickly gets back out. Bishop laughs into the microphone panting as he speaks.~
Ian Bishop: Look at all the queers in the audience… I’m obviously in Texas again cause none of you look like steers to me! Now what you saw at Blackout was incredibly wrong as I was cheated out of my win by that stupid Brianna when she struck me with that metal rod!
Smith: Seriously? He was the one who brought the metal rod in!
Hood: To support his injured hand of course! Bishop would never use a weapon during a regular contest! She was the one that cheated him, not the other way around!
Smith: Unbelievable…
~Bishop still has Angelle locked into the Incredible Lock, it now being about five minutes, as he continues to speak~
Ian Bishop: I tell you all tonight that will never happen again! Also if you think I’m going to let Roach have all the fun against Brianna tonight well you all got another thing coming! Yes, she may have won the battle last Sunday but the war is far from over between me and The Family! I’m officially evoking my rematch clause against Brianna for the Central Championship… however I am going to be nice to my fellow stable mates. Brianna has said that she will defend the title against Roach, Mario Maurako and Sean Fuller and I think that is a great idea because they all deserve the title and I will help them in any way I can for them to get it! If for some strange reason though all three of them were to lose the same way I did at Blackout by being cheated out of the win, and trust me I’ll make sure that doesn’t happen, I want you again Brianna! This time however on my terms! You and me, for the Central Championship, in a Submission match!
~Bishop finally releases the hold as Angelle falls to the ground not moving at all. Scruff goes over the Angelle as he signals for security to help carry her to the back. Bishop speaks once more~
Ian Bishop: So Dean… how about you stop hiding and let’s make this happen?
~Bishop drops the mic as his music hits and he walks out to a chorus of boos and trash being thrown at him~
Smith: Ian wants a rematch…he’s citing his rematch clause
Hood: But, technically Black Out 2 his rematch clause…since he lost at Resurrection?
Smith: Who knows…but he wants it…will Brianna give it to him?
Hood: Fuck no she won’t…I think we all know that…why else would she specifically state the feud is over and she’ll be facing his other stable mates…I know women aren’t usually clear on things, but that seems fairly crystal
Smith: Well, the man can say what he wants…it’s a free country
Hood: And kill who he wants…he just murdered that new chick right in front of us
Smith: She isn’t new, Hood…Angelle has been around for awhile now
Hood: Oh…I guess I could say I’d miss her…but, then again, that’d be admitting I knew who she was
Smith: And KC3 is going to have to wait another week to debut, apparently
Hood: Hey, with Incredible Ian Bishop wants to make a statement…rookies just gotta step aside.
Smith: Sure
~The camera goes to the back and we see the OCW Southern Champion, Pryde, moving down the hallway, all by himself. He seems to be moving cautiously, wondering what might come next on this night. It's not going at all the way he expected. Around the corner, he stops. The camera moves around and shows another wrestler standing in front of him. It's the OCW Central Champion, Brianna Casablancas. The two champions both stare at the other for a minute, sizing the other up. The gold between them shines in the lights of the hallway~
Pryde: Nice win last week.
Brianna Casablancas: Thanks love. Same to you
Pryde: Good luck in your match tonight. I hope you can keep that title from the Family, they didn't deserve it before.
Brianna Casablancas: Thank you and best wishes to you in your defenses from here on out.
~The two stare each other down a few more seconds, two champions at the top of their respective territories, before they continue on their way. We cut back to ringside~
Smith: Our two champions…the Southern and Central title holders face to face…interesting development, perhaps?
Hood: So we’ve got a marginal human being representing the South and a british chick representing the Center of our country…what the fuck, man
Smith: Hey, they earned those titles
Hood: I’m just saying…only in OCW
Smith: Indeed…well, folks…it’s time for our…I guess…first REAL match of the evening as Brian Cady makes his debut against one half of the power couple, Jeremy Santos! Let’s go down to ringside!
Smith: Well, lookie there, Jeremy Santos and Tiami Tyler are already in the ring awaiting the arrival of Brian Cady.
~"The Leaving Song - Part 2" by AFI plays as Tiami and Jeremy prepare in the ring for this match. Cady comes out from behind the curtain and slides into the ring, staring down his competitors. He goes to the turnbuckle and raises an arm. The bell rings and Brian Cady is immediately out of his corner hitting Jeremy Santos with spinning heel kick. Santos is back to his feet but Cady whips him into the ropes and follows up with a swinging neckbreaker~
Smith: Jeremy Santos is once again struggling against this debuting competitor.
Hood: I think it is time that we stop blaming The Power Couple's failures in OCW on bad luck and might just be that they are not all that good.
~Santos is back up but Cady gets him with the pele kick. Cady using his momentum goes to the middle turnbuckle and delivers an elbow drop to Santo's chest. Suddenly, Tiami Tyler is on the apron yelling at Brian Cady. Cady is gets in her face as well as scruff~
Smith: Tiami does not like that her man is once again on the losing side of things and is voicing her opinion.
Hood: What is it with women not knowing their place in this company.
Smith: I don't usually agree ...but she has been quite annoying.
~Cady elbows her off the apron but as he does that Jeremy Santo tries to atttack him from behind. Cady turns around in time to duck a clothesline attempt. He follows up with a a bulldog~
Smith: How bad of Jeremy Santos to capitilize on his wife's meddling and it just didn't pay off.
Hood: Wow ...the lack of concern for his wife is baffling.
Smith: Yes, ontop of that it backfired.
~Brian Cady goes to the top rope and is immediately off it with a frogsplash to Jeremy Santos. He slaps him in the back of the head for good measure before pulling him back up and nails him with a Chicken Wing FaceBuster~
Smith: Word on the street is that he calls that one Poetic Justice.
Hood: Word on the street? What streets are you on?
Smith: I keep my ear to the ground with what the kids are talking about.
Hood: And the kids are talking about a wrestler who has debuted on television yet?
Smith: ...I was just trying to sound cool.
~With Santos down and out Cady pulls him back up with a vertical suplex into a DDT that he calls the Final Curtain which leaves Santos motionless on the mat. Brian Cady makes the cover as Scruff does the count~
...1
...2
...3
Belvedere: Here is your winner...BRIAN CADY!!!!!
~The bell rings and Scruff raises Cady's arm but Cady pulls it away. Tiami is in the ring to check up on her husband. Brian Cady looks back at her and pulls her up by the hair and nails her with the Final Curtain as well. He leaves the ring as his music hits and both the Santos are knocked out in the ring~
Smith: What a statement by Brian Cady in this debut match. Maybe Tiami did not deserve that last part but either way Cady makes an impression.
Hood: I am calling it, this man is going to be on a roll from this point on.
Smith: He very well could have a bright future.
~The screen flashes to black, then to a moment of static, then to the image of the outside of a butcher shop. The camera shakily moves toward the dark butcher shop, and the door opens. Upon walking inside, the lights come on, and The Big Bifford is standing behind the counter that is full of raw meat. He looks up at the camera, his face much older than the last time we saw him, stubble covering his face, his eyes red as though he has not slept in a long time. He looks up at the lights, then down at the meat, then straight into the eyes of everyone watching this broadcast~
The Big Bifford: In 2010 it was revealed, here on OCW television, that I had murdered 6 people in order to get a match with Silverfreak... Many good men, like The Tooth Fairy and Cocco Ricci, were murdered so that I could get a match with that BELOVED and HONORED man... Sadly, the federation closed before that match could happen... and I was arrested the next week, charged, put on trial, and convicted. How did I get out of prison after only 4 years after murdering 6 people? Very. Good. Behavior.
~Bifford picks up a meat cleaver from the counter and looks at the blade as he continues speaking~
The Big Bifford: Since then, I've been sitting in prison and thinking about one thing... Murdering Dangerous Dan. In cold blood. Murder. Killing. You see,... Dangerous Dan is a highly skilled and influential wrestler. He is perhaps the most talented man in the world. And I hate that about him... I hate that so much that I want to kill him and filet his body. I can't stand popular, talented people.. And Dangerous Dan is the definition of popular... and there is NOBODY in THE WORLD who is more wickedly talented in the ring.
~Bifford slams the butchers knife into a large pork butt sitting on top of the counter. It sticks there and the handle remains pointing upward to the sky, like a child pointing in wonder at a cloud~
The Big Bifford: For four years I've thought of nothing other than murdering Dangerous Dan. And how can I say this on television and not get arrested? Because professional wrestling is 'fake' and nobody will believe I'm telling the truth.. But the truth is, Dan, if you grow a pair of balls and decide to fight me, then I will murder you. I will end your career. I will end your life. I will stab you with a knife until you are a corpse. And then I'll gladly go back to prison... I quite enjoyed it there. They gave me great meals, the bed was relatively comfortable, and life was simple. I'll go back to prison knowing that I killed Dangerous Dan - the only man, perhaps in the entire world, who might truly be a better wrestler than me.
~Bifford reaches into the meat cooler and pulls out a double handful of ground beef. He sends it crashing down onto the meat-scale on the counter and looks at the camera, his hands covered in ground beef remnants and blood~
The Big Bifford: The ball is in your court now, Dangerous Dan. You can be a coward and refuse to fight me... Or you can be a man and show that you can beat me. Or you can go into hiding and I can find you... GROW A PAIR, DAN.
~Bifford turns his back to the camera~
The Big Bifford: And Silverfreak.. if you're listening to this or if any of your friends and family are... You owe me. You agreed to the match. You signed the contract. It. Must. Happen. I will await your response...
~Bifford looks down, his back still to the camera~
The Big Bifford: And those are the only two people I'm here to address.. The rest of OCW is safe. I have no interest in wrestling you, murdering you, or talking to or about you. Attack me if you need to, challenge me if you desire, but I have no desires to fight any of you. I'm here for Dan. I'm here for Silverfreak. That's it.
~The large man takes a few steps, then pushes open a large metal door and walks into the back room, leaving the camera man alone in the butcher shop. The screen slowly cuts back to the announce table~
Smith: Biff has finally made his big announcement! He’s here to fight a guy who hasn’t wrestled in nearly ten years and, well, another guy who may or may not be in OCW anymore.
Hood: Bifford always has had a flare for the dramatic…fucking profound statement, right there…who do you think will reach out to him first?
Smith: Neither
Hood: Ooohhhh…so you think Goldie then? Or Triple P? Or Andy Murray…avenging the Celtic War?
Smith: No! None of those are even possible options…geez…okay, back on task here…it’s time for our next match, folks as The Harlequin looks to get her first singles win against OCW’s most popular hard luck wrestler…Richard!
Belvedere: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall and it is a special Richard Match!
~The fans go wild at the announcement of The Richard. “In Too Deep” by Sum 41 hits and Richard sprints to the ring, running up the steps and shaking the ropes. He enters and does the Gorilla Press Slam motion while breathing heavily…the fans cheer the surprisingly popular star~
Belvedere: Introducing first, from New Jersey…standing 5’8 and weighing in at 225 lbs…RICHARD!
~The fans go crazy for Richard as he collapses in the ring from exhaustion due to the physical toll his entrance had. His music ends. The Harlequin’s music starts up. Harlequin skips out with a large grin on her face. Halfway down to the ring she does a back bend, when she straightens back up she pulls out her pistol. Aiming it upwards at the ceiling before firing off the fake pistol in her holder. A small red flag with pop out with the word “BANG” on it. She'll skin the cat into the ring then bounce around the ring with her arms in the air. Harlequin will blow random kisses to the crowd~
Belvedere: And his opponent, from Manhattan, New York…standing 5’6 and weighing in at 125 lbs…The Harlequin!!!
~Belvedere hops out of the ring as Harlequin’s theme ends and he sounds the ring on the outside~
Smith: Richard with a ton of energy!
Hood: Don’t drug test the mother fucker
Smith: And his hometown is New Jersey?
Hood: I’m sure there’s a Richard in every town out there…so, in a way, it makes perfect fucking sense.
Smith: I guess…but he’s going to need to do more if he wants to earn his second…and, well, first legit win here tonight against the Harlequin
Hood: SHIT…that’s not TLS?
Smith: No, man, that’s a girl
Hood: Okay man, these notes are useless
~Richard quickly kicks up…but, falls back down…so he rolls over and gets to his feet like a stiff old man. He turns around and yells at Harlequin. Harlequin responds by drilling Richard in the face with a roundhouse kick!! Richard staggers into the nearest corner. Harlequin slams him against the turnbuckles with a spinning wheel kick!! Richard falls over and rolls onto his back. Harlequin gets to her feet, turns her back to Richard, leaps up and nails him with a Standing Moonsault!!~
Smith: Harlequin in total control thus far
Hood: Man, when did OCW become a circus…like how many clowns do we have now…TLS, Harlequin…Roach
Smith: Roach isn’t a clown!
Hood: He’s got face paint, it’s all so fucking confusing to me
Smith: Well, maybe you shouldn’t drink so much
Hood: That’s not happening
~Harlequin yanks Richard to his feet and gives him a couple of forearm upper cuts under the chin. Richard is backed against the ropes, Harlequin whips him off the ropes, Richard rushes across the ring, bounces off the opposite ropes and Harlequin leaps up, wraps her legs around Richard’s head and takes him down with a huricanrana!! Richard’s head hits the mat as he appears to be out~
Smith: She locked that one in nice and tight
Hood: Only enjoyable part of this match for The Richard…I hope he was coherent enough to know what was going on.
Smith: Doubtful
Hood: Like, extremely doubtful or just doubtful?
Smith: I don’t know, why don’t you ask him?
Hood: Because then he’d try and tell me jokes…I wouldn’t fucking laugh and shit would just get awkward.
~Harlequin quickly snaps Richard up to his feet and grabs his head, she then executes a perfect Mickie DDT ramming Richard’s head into the mat!! Harlequin goes for the pin as Scruff makes the count~
1!
2!
3!!!
~Harlequin pops back to her feet as Scruff raises her hand. Scruff sneezes and some liquid gets on her arm making it the first time this evening she’s had any moisture on her body~
Belvedere: Here is your winner…THE HARLEQUIN!!!!!
Smith: Dominant win by The Harlequin…she showed excellent promise against Mia Stone and Alice Knight…now she appears to be putting it altogether
Hood: Yes, but more importantly…one has to ask the sobering question…what becomes of Richard from New Jersey.
Smith: I hear his merchandise and rap/stand up CD are selling quite well…he may stick around
Hood: I’d be down for that
~We cut backstage as the cameras follow Brianna Casablancas as she walks out of the gymnasium and towards the parking lot. She stops at a dusty old camper and knocks on the door. A few seconds go by as her tag team partner Alice Knight opens it up and looks a bit frantic~
Alice Knight: Oh Brianna, I was just watching your title match from Blackout and touching my ...errrr I found your performance very touching. You did a great job finally pinning that dirt bag and winning that title ...you know you could probably get some good money for it on the black market. I am just sayin'
~Brianna chuckles at her friend before looking down at the title that is around her waist~
Brianna Casablancas: That is a thought but there has been too much of that poppycock recently. The Central Championship is staying right where it is this time.
Alice Knight: After kicking his ass all over Universal Studios last week, Roach doesn't stand a chance against you tonight.
~Brianna flashes her a sly smile~
Brianna Casablancas: That is why I am here, love. How would you like a chance to not only beat Roach's bum all over again but the rest of The Family in addition...
~Alice suddenly pops back into her Camper but quickly comes out with a bottle of aquanet hairspray and a lighter~
Alice Knight: I am in ...you douse them in gasoline and then I will take it from there.
~Brianna slightly puts her hand on her hands to lower the hair spray and later before she sets both of them on fire~
Brianna Casablancas: I admire the enthusiasm, dear but there is a more sanctioned way to go about this. You are my first choice to be on my war games team to face The Family in a steel cage.
Alice Knight: I don't know what War Games is but you are so nice to me and kind of my meal ticket and I am personally sick of the Family myself. So lets do this.
Brianna Casablancas: That is smashing.
~Alice puts her arm over Brianna's shoulder with an excited expression on her face~
Alice Knight: Those mugs will rue the day they ever messed with The Best Friends Gang!
~The two lock arms and walk back towards where all the action is happening as the camera cuts back to ringside~
Hood: Fuck, those two…
Smith: Are the best!
Hood: They just need to kiss and get it over with already!
Smith: Not every female bond is about kissing and lesbian sex
Hood: Well, it fucking should be…spice up the show a bit
Smith: Whatever…speaking of females…our next match features two of them
Hood: Let me guess, no kissing
Smith: I wouldn’t get my hopes up
Hood: I never win
Belvedere: Ladies and Gentlemen…this match is scheduled for one fall…
~”Freak Like Me” by Halestorm starts to play and Ana Archia walks out smiling and spinning around while looking around at all the glow sticks and the flashes from all the cameras. She spins her way down to the ring and what looks like a stumble puts her under the bottom rope and into the ring. She does a sloppy back somersault putting her legs against the ropes where she proceeds to climb them upside down until she is positioned like a kid on the swing.~
Belvedere: Introducing first, standing 5’2 and weighing in at 103 lbs…Ana Archia!!!
~”Royals” by Lorde hits and the fans turn and watch with interest as Mia Stone makes her way down to the ring with a stone cold serious expression on her face. She enters into the ring~
Belvedere: And her opponent, from London, England…standing 5’7 and weighing in at 146 lbs…Mia Stone!!!
~Belvedere heads out of the ring and sounds the bell~
Smith: Interesting contrast here, Hood
Hood: Why’s that?
Smith: Because…one is more serious than the other.
Hood: Isn’t that almost every OCW match? Our roster is fucking bipolar
Smith: Hush, you might offend someone who’s bipolar
Hood: Who fucking cares, they’ll get over it instantly anyway
~Archia walks up to Mia in some goofy manner…Mia has a what the fuck look on her face. Ana then jams a thumb into Mia’s eye and takes Mia down with a leg sweep! Ana runs into the ropes, bounces off and drops a leg across Mia’s neck~
Smith: Oh that Ana, always a prankster
Hood: Since when did we hire the three stooges?
Smith: None of them had hair that nice
Hood: Mo’s hair was okay…for a bowl cut
Smith: I hated that haircut…I finally got one and then it went out of style. Worst week of school ever.
Hood: You’re such an idiot
~Ana rushes back into the ropes, Mia quickly gets to her feet…Ana hops onto the second rope and leaps through the air with a moonsault but Mia catches Ana and drops her with a Tombstone Piledriver in the middle of the ring!! The fans groan from the move as Mia goes for a pin~
1!
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Kick Out!
Smith: Well, Ana survived her first ever serious pin attempt
Hood: Apparently raviolis do not increase a person’s IQ
Smith: It wasn’t the worst move in the world
Hood: Dude, she jumped right into a fucking head smash into the ring
Smith: It’s called a Tombstone Piledriver
~Mia yanks Ana to her feet and whips her into the nearest corner. Ana hits hard and Mia rushes in for a splash…Ana falls to her knees and crawls away…Mia rams into the corner…Ana quickly rolls Mia up for the pin~
1!
2!
Kick Out!!!
Smith: Wow, surprising turn of events there…
Hood: I think she just kind of fell out of the way...or…or…maybe the magical raviolis are kicking in
Smith: Do we really need to talk about her Italian diet? I don’t even think she’s Italian
Hood: Oh yea, dude, she’s totally Italian…she’s got black hair
~As Mia kicks out, she sends the diminutive Ana flying into the nearest corner, her ribcage slamming into the middle turnbuckle. Ana folds up on the mat, clutching her rib cage. Mia walks over and stomps on Ana as Scruff comes in to make sure everything is street legal~
Smith: What is Scruff doing?
Hood: His job…you always yell at him for being incompetent
Smith: Yea, but Mia isn’t doing anything illegal
Hood: Maybe Ana’s top broke and he just wants a look
Smith: That actually seems more plausible than the guy doing his job
~Mia finally pulls Ana to her feet and hip tosses her back into the center of the ring. Ana slowly gets to her feet, surprisingly, only for Mia to grab her and drop her with a Hammerlock Suplex!!! Instead of going for the pin, Mia hangs back anticipating Ana getting to her feet~
Smith: Uh oh, Mia Stone is looking to drop Ana with Precipice!
Hood: Is this the precipice of Precipice?
Smith: I guess, technically…sure
Hood: And what is Precipice the precipice for?
Smith: Winning I would assume?
Hood: Or, maybe a very close two count
Smith: Indeed
~Ana gets to her feet and Mia goes to grab Ana from behind…Ana, however, reaches back and grabs Mia’s hair…she then sits out and nails Mia in the face with some sort of modified hair pulling stunner. Mia falls back and staggers into the ropes, she ricochets off and Ana leaps up, grabs her by the head and drops her with a Tornado DDT!! Ana goes for the pin, Scruff counts~
1!
2!
Kick Out!!!
Smith: Whoa, that was a close one…tremendous Tornado DDT!
Hood: For a goofy ass chick Dean met in a book store, she’s not bad
Smith: Our new Alice Knight?
Hood: I wouldn’t go that far
~Ana gets to her feet and rushes into the nearest corner, she quickly climbs to the top and waits for Mia to get to her feet. Mia does and Ana leaps off with an attempted Huricanrana, but Mia catches her! Mia drills Ana into the mat with a Powerbomb! Mia holds on for the pin~
1!
2!
Kick Out!!!
Smith: Again!
Hood: I’m still trying to figure out why a fifteen year old is competing in OCW
Smith: Ana is not 15!
Hood: She looks like it…what does she weigh, the size of a heavy bowling ball?
Smith: The ones with the big finger holes?
Hood: Hoooly shit, are you insinuating that she’s a whore?
Smith: I am doing no such thing!
~Ana has kicked Mia off after the two count. Mia falls into the ropes and uses them for momentum to go back after Ana. Ana kicks up but, as she does, her back is to Mia, Mia hooks her arms and lifts her up, dropping her with an Elevated Double Chickenwing Facebuster!! Ana lands hard and Mia goes for the pin with Scruff making the count~
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3!!!!
~The bell rings as Scruff raises Mia’s hand in victory~
Belvedere: Here is your winner…MIA STONE!!!!!
Smith: Great win for Mia Stone…and much like Harlequin a few weeks ago…it appears as though Ana Archia has the ability to be really good…just needs to bring it all together.
Hood: She’s zany, I’ll give her that…and for her size…gave Mia a good fight…so, yea, I guess she’s worth keeping around.
Smith: Indeed!
~The live feed once again cuts backstage as some screaming and yelling is heard as we see “The Incredible” Ian Bishop again having a camera man locked in a sleeper hold as he cries out in pain and Bishop is yelling at him too~
Ian Bishop: Do you know where the fuck Dean is?!
Camera Man: (catching breath) No… I… Don’t!
~Bishop picks the camera man up by his neck and launches him over his shoulder in a back-to-belly style move and continues down the hall screaming for Dean~
Smith: Ian is in an AWFUL mood tonight!
Hood: I have a feeling the next person who tells Ian they don’t know where Dean is, Ian will turn this into a Quentin Tarantino film!
Smith: Indeed!
~He turns a corner and is blocked from moving any further by the presence of MJ Bell. The crowd whoops at the confrontation as MJ has her arms crossed and is glowing with anger. Bishop is taken aback by her as he stumbles a bit and tries to speak in a calm voice but is breathing heavily and is still angry~
Ian Bishop: MJ… if you could point me… in the direction of Dean… that would be great--
MJ Bell: No, I'm not pointing you in the direction of anything. I have a bone to pick with you.
~MJ is now blocking Ian's way as she continues to speak. Her eyes are narrowing and it's clear that there is about to be a lot of shouting~
MJ Bell: What the fuck was that during the pay-per-view? I had him, I had Sean where I wanted him but you just had to come down to the ring! You screwed up everything with that stupid interruption!
Hood: Is MJ writing herself a death wish? What a stupid girl!
Smith: Really, Hood? Ian had no business being there in her match and she’s standing up for herself! Good job MJ!
Hood: She can’t talk to Ian Bishop like that! No one mouths off to the Incredible one!
Smith: I disagree, Ian stepped in when he didn’t need to and now he’s getting what he deserves!
~She is even closer to Ian at this point. Bishop trying to control his anger punches the brick wall beside him and begins to increase his tone~
Ian Bishop: Well, I’m very fucking sorry. In case you didn’t see at the PPV, MJ, my plans didn’t exactly go to plan either so we win some, we lose some, stop being a sore loser. Now, if you don’t mind, I need to fucking see Dean!
~Bishop tries to squeeze his way by MJ but she retaliates with a shove and then a slap to the face. The crowd whoops some more and Bishop laughs a bit as he raises his hand to rub his face. His eyes glow in rage. MJ is giving him a deadly glare~
Hood: MJ, if I were you, I’d fucking run. Ian’s going to destroy you!
Smith: He deserved it!
Hood: I don’t care if he deserved it or not, no one hits Ian without getting fucked up!
Ian Bishop: WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?
MJ Bell: How dare you give me that bullshit! You really want to play that game?!
~MJ cheeks flush from anger and she gives him another shove and then another. The whole time it seems that Bishop is fighting against his anger because he punches the wall again~
MJ Bell: You know what, stop being such a fucking baby, Ian! You win some, you lose some! You lost to Brianna, GET OVER IT!
Ian Bishop: THAT’S IT MJ!
~Bishop takes a step forward towards MJ but she doesn't budge. The two of them are just glaring at each other until Bishop grabs a hold of MJ's shoulders then shoves her up against the wall. Her expression doesn't change but crowd shouts in shock when Ian bends down and MJ meets him with an unexpected kiss. Bishop grabs her hips to try and lift her up around him but MJ gasps, shoving him away from her with a confused expression on her face~
Smith: What the hell did Ian just do?
Hood: Plot twist! This went from a Tarantino film to a M. Night Shamalalading-dong film!
Smith: …Who?
Hood: Nevermind.
MJ Bell: I...
~MJ mouths something inaudible. She covers her mouth with her hand then wipes her mouth off with some mock disgust before she backs away from him. The crowd is going crazy from the shock and chants are starting. Bishop shakes his head. MJ does the same and turns on her heels starting to walk away from him~
MJ Bell: Dean isn't even here, Ian. Quit throwing a fit for the whole world to see.
~Bishop stands there breathing heavy as MJ walks away finally off camera. Bishop looks around as a small crowd to his right has formed looking at the situation. Bishop takes a nearby table and throws it before screaming out in anger and walking away. We cut back to ringside~
Smith: There ya go, Hood…some lip lock action!
Hood: Yea, but it was a guy and a girl…just not the same as two hot chicks
Smith: It’ll be okay…I’m sure you’ll get to see that some day
Hood: Yea, McDonalds does have free WiFi, so if I can borrow a friends computer, I’m all set for some lesbian action
Smith: You might want to let the audience know you’re just kidding…you may get arrested
~Suddenly, the crowd reacts as a giant black man wearing a mask and a bright red exaggerated mustache appears and takes a seat on the front row of bleachers setting next to Belvedere~
Smith: Hood! Look!
Hood: It’s Not President Dean!! He’s back!
Smith: What? Not this again! That is clearly…
~We see Not President Dean, who is sipping on a large soda, pass a note over to Belvedere~
Belvedere: Ladies and Gentlemen, I have just been informed that Angelle Laree, Craig Adams and The Power Couple have all been terminated!
~The crowd explodes with cheers as Not President Dean eats a few nachos and passes another note to Belvedere~
Belvedere: Ladies and Gentlemen, I have just been informed that next week’s Massacre will take place from Bozeman, Montana at the Montana State Basketball Gymnasium!! A four year university, folks!
~Half the crowd goes wild…the other half are students at this community college and, therefore, feel insulted. Not President Dean bites into a candy bar and hands Belvedere another note~
Belvedere: Ladies and Gentlemen, I have just been informed that Ian Bishop does not, in fact, have a rematch clause for the OCW Central Championship. A rematch is strictly up to the Central Champion, Brianna Casablancas…or Roach
~The fans go crazy…Not President Dean tosses a mint into his mouth and hands Belvedere another note~
Belvedere: Ladies and Gentlemen, I have just been informed that next week OCW’s Western Financier, Jimmy Buffet, will be making a live appearance at Massacre!!
~Belvedere holds his hand out…Not President Dean sits back, displaying that his announcements are finished. Suddenly, boos emanate from the crowd as Gavin Reed makes his way down to the ring. He enters into the ring, sloppily and grabs a mic~
Gavin Reed: Damnit, Dean…get the hell out of my gymnasium and off of my show right now! You pathetic loser…get out of here…GET!
Hood: Hey, it’s Not President Dean, Gavin! And he’s a rising superstar!
~Not President Dean sits up and tosses back a couple of tic tacs…he then hands another note to Belvedere~
Belvedere: Ladies and Gentlemen, I have just been informed that Gavin Reed is a giant Douchebag.
~Belvedere looks a little perturbed that he was forced to say that…but he is a man of his profession. Gavin becomes incensed~
Gavin Reed: That’s it, get him out of here! Security!!
~Security walks up looking for Dean…but they can’t find him. All they see are fans and Not President Dean. Gavin rolls his eyes~
Gavin Reed: He’s right there! In the zorro mask and fake mustache…seriously?
~Security looks at Gavin like he’s crazy…Gavin stomps his foot on the mat like a petulant child~
Gavin Reed: FINE! Please escort Not President Dean out of the building
~They turn and immediately spot Not President Dean. They ask him to leave, he has no complaints and follows their orders~
Gavin Reed: GREAT! Thank you…I’m going to remain ringside to make sure that no other intruders gain access. Now, on with the show…
Smith: Well, folks…that was interesting
Hood: Not President Dean cuts the best promos
Smith: He didn’t even talk…he just ate and handed notes the entire time…he may have changed up his seated posture once or twice
Hood: Fucking phenomenal man…I think we have a trendsetter
~The lights come back on…the crowd is sitting there…some are stunned, others look excited and are buzzing…Gavin has fallen down from fright. He quickly picks himself back up and takes a seat on the bleachers. We focus back on the ringside announcers~
Smith: What was THAT?!
Hood: The silver haired man! And an excellent Johnny Cash song
Smith: April 14th looks to be the date…I’m dialed in!
Hood: Shit, I’ll be there…mainly because I have to, but, ya know, that should spice things up
Smith: Indeed…well, it’s time for one of our two headlining matches folks as Kenshin Takamura takes on Danny B…let’s go down to ringside
~The operatic metal tones of "Valentine" by Xandria fills the arena as Danny B appears behind the fans. He makes his way to the ring through the people, leaps the barricade and slides into the ring. He jumps up onto the turnbuckle, throws his t=shirt into the crowd and performs his signature pose as the music dies down. The bell rings as Kenshin and Danny B step up. Takamura offers him his hand and Danny B does not hesitate to shake it. Kenshin holds up his arm to signal a test of strength, Ripper obliges and the two struggle against each other. Both are equal in this contenst until Kenshin's shoulder gets the best of him and Danny delivers a scoop slam~
Smith: It is important to remember here that Kenshin Takamura had a grueling match with Scott Syren at Blackout 2 and while he did make this open challenge, he may not be exactly at one hundred percent.
Hood: The Ripper performed at Blackout 2 as well.
Smith: And a wonderful showing with Amber Ryan for the tag titles in which they won. But it was a turmoil match and it was not the marathon that Scott Syren and Kenshin Takamura for the Internet Title was.
~Kenshin is back up on his feet and grabs his shoulder in pain before ducking a running kick from Danny B. He starts working over Danny with low kicks to his side. He follows up with a Release Tiger Suplex~
Smith: Beautiful manuever there by Kenshin Takamura going for a power move early in the match proving that he is very much a well-rounded competitor.
Hood: Apparently not that well rounded as he lost to Syren.
Smith: A loss he is ashamed by and is looking to make up for tonight. After what happened to the Internet title at Blackout 2, he is determined to beat Danny B tonight.
~With Danny B back up, Kenshin nails him an exploder Suplex. The Ripper is once again back up and Kenshin locks him in a German Suplex and nails it. He keeps it held in and performs a second and the fans cheer as he nails him with a third~
Smith: Kenshin is dominating in the early going here with a plethora of suplexes here.
~Kenshin pulls him back up with a Back suplex that is held in for a second and then a third. But Kenshin backs up in pain as he holds his shoulder. Danny B takes advantage of this and plows him with a lariat. With Kenshin down Danny immediately stomps on that shoulder~
Smith: There might be great respect between Danny B and Kenshin but the Ripper is still ruthless in the ring and focusing on that shoulder area of the former Internet champion.
Hood: A leopard can't change his spots and Danny is proof of that.
~Danny B awaits Kenshin to get back to his feet and hits him with a scissors kick that sends Kenshin back down. Danny pulls him up for a back body drop that lays him out in the ring. Danny gets up with great intensity and prepares to hit his finisher early. He goes for the spear but Kenshin dodges it and Danny B collides with turnbuckle~
Smith: The Ripper goes for his finisher way too early as Kenshin has a whole lot more left in the tank.
Hood: How would you know? We do not really know how injured he is. He is looking in bad shape tonight.
~When Danny B bounces back Kenshin nails him with the Yakuza Kick. Danny B rushes to his feet but is nailed with the Uranage. When The Ripper is up Kenshins springboards off the ropes with a spin-wheel kick. He whips Danny B into the corner and nails him with the corner splash. Danny B falls to his knees and nails him with a Buzzsaw kick that makes a LOUD *SNAP* sound which makes the fans go "oooh." He falls on his back and Takamura goes for the cover~
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...2
...kickout!
Smith: That was a close one. I have to say that despite the injury getting the best of him, you can barely tell he survived such a difficult match with Syren.
Hood: But he did survive and Danny has more energy than he does at this moment in time.
~Kenshin is not frustrated as he pulls Danny B back to his feet and goes for a Tiger Suplex 85 ...but Danny reverses it and hits him with a clothesline. Danny is off the ropes with a springboard cross body ...that Kenshin rolls over into a pin and hooks the leg~
...1
...2
...Danny gets the shoulder up!
Smith: And just when it looked like Danny was going to get the upperhand, Kenshin pulls out a pinning attempt.
~Danny attempts to get back but Kenshin sends him back down with a dragon screw leg whip. Kenshin quickly puts him in a single leg Boston crab. Danny B tries inching closer to the ropes but Kenshin pulls him backwards~
Smith: And we can the new Tag Team Champion tap here. Kenshin is just as skilled with submissions as he is power moves and strikes.
Hood: If Danny isn't careful if he doesn't tap, he may not be able to walk away from this match and both legs much less defend his tag team title.
~Danny struggles and somehow manages to reverse it into a pinning attempt~
...1
...2
...Kenshin gets the shoulder up
Smith: WOW! Out of nowhere, Danny pulls out a pin that almost ended the match.
Hood: He should have just grabbed the tights like he did a few weeks ago.
~Danny gets up and Kenshin attempts to whip him into the turnbuckle but Danny reverses it and sends Kenshin into the turnbuckle shoulder first! Kenshin holds onto that injured shoulder in great pain~
Smith: NO! That shoulder has been tweeked again and this could destroy his momentum right here.
Hood: He might be regretting that open challenge now.
~As Kenshin turns away from the turnbuckle holding his shoulder Danny B NAILS HIM WITH THE RKS! The Ripper immediately makes the cover knowing he has won this one~
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...2
...3 ...NO ...Kenshin kicks out at the last moment.
Smith: NO WAY! Despite his injury and all around wear and tear from the Blackout 2 match.
Hood: I don't even believe he was able to do that. Kenshin is anything if not tenacious.
~Before Kenshin could get back up, he starts stomping on that shoulder area again. He goes for a belly to back suplex but before he can perform it Kenshin reverses it into a cradle kneeling Belly to Belly~
Smith: And somehow, in a miracle, Kenshin puts it back in this favor with the Takamura Driver II!
Hood: I am shocked he is still standing ...much less still wrestling.
~Kenshin hooks the leg~
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...2
...shoulder up!
Smith: It might take a little more to get the three on Danny B but this is still an amazing come back for Kenshin.
Hood: But how long can he keep this up?
Smith: I don't know but I think Kenshin is pulling out all of the stops now as he is going to the top turnbuckle.
~Takamura is on the top turnbuckle and prepares for the frogsplash ...but Danny B is back up and immediately jumps up to the top turnbuckles with Kenshin. He grabs ahold of him as Kenshin hits him with lefts and rights but Danny gives him a massive head but. He pulls up Kenshin and puts him in brain buster position but instead of positioning his head onto the turnbuckle, it is his bum shoulder. Kenshin hits the mat in sheer pain as Danny B goes for the cover~
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...2
...kickout!
Smith: brutal move there by Danny B to put Kenshin at bay but somehow Kenshin STILL kicks out and fights with that severe injury.
Hood: I am beside myself here. Kenshin takes a beating and keeps on ticking.
~Kenshin gets back up to his feet and Danny attacks with an RKS attempt but kenshin spins out of it. The crowd goes wild as Kenshin has him in Takamura Driver I positon ...but as he brings it down, Danny B reverses it mid-move and lands on his feet. Once Kenshin turns around, Ripper nails him with a second RKS!!~
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...3
~...Kenshin gets the should up right after the three count.~
Belvedere: Here is your winner ...’THE RIPPER’ DANNY B!!!!!
Smith: What a showing by both men tonight but Danny B was just barely able to pull out the win here as Kenshin displayed some amazing super human abilities here. But that second RKS was just enough to keep him down for the three count! He laid down the gauntlet for this match becaues he wanted to compete and compete he did.
Hood: Enough of that. He lost, Danny B won. We can say as many positive points as possible but in the end, he didn't win.
~Danny celebrates with his title in the ring as Kenshin comes to. Danny B offers him his hand. Kenshin, clearly upset but a good sport, shakes back. Danny raises the arm on his good side as the fans give an applause for both men~
Smith: That is some good sportsmanship from both men there. Kenshin laid down the challenge and The Ripper was man enough to except it. Either way this was a very competitive match-up tonight.
Hood: How can Kenshin be so forgiving of a man who spent the whole match bashing his bad shoulder?
Smith: Because, for him, it’s not about wins and losses and money…it’s about honor. If the better man on that night is victorious, that’s all someone can ask for. Kenshin didn’t have to wrestle tonight…heck, Dean told him to take the night off…his injuries were severe…his mood was sullen…but he did it anyway because he’s a warrior. Epic effort by Kenshin given the circumstances...and, let’s not lose sight…best match of Danny B’s OCW career
Hood: Yea, I think Danny B is finally starting to put it together…too bad he’s become a douche
Smith: What? Because he won’t stoop low like the family he’s a not cool?
Hood: Or beat up women…you know, the cool stuff
Smith: Whatever…anyway, folks…I believe The Family initiation is up next…
Hood: Capiche!!
Smith: Not sure if you pronounced it correctly OR if it’s even being used in the right context, but whatever
~The ring has been cleared…Gavin is still seated, looking bored…mainly because he’s not being involved. Suddenly, “Godfather Waltz” by Slash hits…Gavin immediately stands up and gets in the middle of the aisle way. Mario, followed by his Family members…Ian Bishop, Sean Fuller and Roach all make their way to the ring…slowly~
Hood: The Family! Look!
Smith: Yes, I can see them
~Mario walks by Gavin, who is sort of moved aside. Mario gives him a kiss on the forehead before walking past him. Fuller, Roach and Bishop each ignore Gavin as they all enter into the ring. Gavin looks confused and stands ringside, looking up into the ring. Mario receives a mic from Belvedere~
Mario Maurako: Tonight is a great night, OCW fans…tonight is the official initiation into The Family.
~Suddenly, a loud crack from the roof of the arena is heard as a light breaks free and falls straight down on Gavin, crushing him instantly. Everyone stops for a moment before continuing on~
Mario Maurako: Sure, we’ve been family members in name for some time now…but tonight, we seal it…in blood. So, let’s get started…Sean Fuller
~Sean walks towards Mario…Before Mario can initiate Fuller "Good Old Fashioned Nightmare" hits the P.A as the fans are on their feet for the Central Champion. She comes out from behind the curtain with not only her title draped around her waist over her normal wrestling tights but she is also wearing a t-shirt with greek letters on it as well as one of those trucker caps with beer attached to each side with straws that connect from the beer to her mouth. The Family in the ring look furious, specifically Ian Bishop and Mario. She stops just outside the ring and is handed the mic from Belvedere. She looks up at The Family with a wily smile~
Brianna Casablancas: ROBOT HOUSE!
~There are some laughs from the gymnasium while some do not get the reference. The Family are just mad that were interrupted by Ian's arch enemy and do not care for any humor she may have at their expense~
Brianna Casablancas: Now, I hate to break up this Fraternity initiation you blokes have going here. It truly is great to see your pledges got fully hazed in Mario. And your group even follows the stereotypical layout of a good fraternity in classic comedy styling. You have the arrogant leader who has his lackey's do the dirty work but by the end of the movie he gets revealed that isn't really much of a threat at all. And then there is there is The Brain; the second in command. The guy who is plans everything out and even does the leg work while the leader takes all of the credit.
~She then waves to Ian in the ring who is still upset over his loss and starts cussing at her~
Brianna Casablancas: 'Ello Ian, how are you this fine evening?
~Then looks over at Mario~
Brianna Casablancas: I would watch out for him. I think you have a Starscream on your hands there, mate.
~She then focuses her attention onto Roach~
Brianna Casablancas: And we cannot forget the big fat party animal of the group. You know the guy who is just there to drink and smoke pot. And lo and behold, he is also the one who gets the first crack at my Central Championship tonight. I am sorry but John Belushi you are not. Maybe Jim Belushi on your best day.
~She then stares at Sean Fuller with her cute little smile~
Brianna Casablancas: And how can we forget the obnoxious one. And in this group, to be labeled that is saying A LOT!
~She focuses her attention back at Mario~
Brianna Casablancas: You have yourself a national lampoonry of a group here, Mario.
Mario: We are a Family, we are...
Brianna Casablancas: Oh, we all KNOW what you are TRYING to be. We all know what you are trying to emulate but you are really just coming off as a group juvenile young men who are trying to form some sort of boys club where the only way in is to swallow a fish. And this little ceremony is the culmination of that.
~She pauses as the men in the ring get more more angered by her appearance. But Mario tells them to cool it~
Brianna Casablancas: While you all pat each other on the bums for coming out of Blackout 2 1-3, I have something that I would like to address. At said event, I beat my good mate Ian for a second time and decided that I would take what is mine as I felt that I was prepared to be the champion that he wasn't. And of course, that is why I am defending against each of you leading up to Total Demolition. Well, except of course for Ian as he requested to be done with me after this match.
~Ian yells from the ring "I deserve one more match.”~
Brianna Casablancas: You deserve a kick in the rear is what you deserve. And I would have gladly obliged that request had you not kept talking about how I should have left well enough alone and how I had no business being in the ring with you. Ian, throughout this whole thing, I have given you everything you wanted and you couldn't make those opportunities work. Plus, you should be supportive of your mates in their matches instead of demanding one match. It is time to shove off and give someone else a turn.
~Ian is still yelling obscenities at her as she turns her attention back to Mario~
Brianna Casablancas: But I am not here to talk about him. I am here to talk about you Mario. We have been at a colliding path since my debut match where I beat one of your lackies who you were going to re-form the Family with but that didn't work out. Now, you did not say much about me other than the usually jive about women wrestling men and the like. Something I have heard just as much as you have heard Super Mario jokes directed towards you. Then I moved on and eventually had my House of Mirrors match where you decided to get involved to help Ian win his match. And thus, the Family was re-born and you began building your frat. But you also were silently waiting and watching as your men tried helping Ian get the number advantage over myself. You took a backseat to Ian Bishop as they painted this town red which including destroying the home of a good friend of mine and injuring the best newcomer this company has seen. Your men did all this. You are the one responsible despite Ian clearly taking the reigns from you while you challenged for the Southern title. But now that is over and you came up short leaving us with a serious issue: there is a group running roughshod over the company. There is a group who wants power over order. There is a group that doesn't respect the company that employs them. And you Mario are the leader of said group despite what Ian has been doing.
~She pauses for a moment as people boo Ian, she smiles at this and then continues~
Brianna Casablancas: Now, we cannot be having that now can we? But like with everything, you Mario have an opportunity to prove that you are indeed their leader; that you take a backseat to no man. You also have an opportunity to come out of the shadows and reveal yourself as a true mastermind. As you we all know, you have declared War. Well ...War Games to be exact. Maybe you were expecting another person; maybe you thought it would be someone who is great or has silver hair who would step up to that challenge but lets be honest here that was about replacing you ...not taking you down; not restoring some order. And seeing that you lot went out of your way to try to make issues with me personal, I think I am the natural person to step up to say "Yes, I challenge The Family in a Five on Five War Games match at Total Demolition as team captain." But now the question is if you can lead a team into war games better than you lead them into Blackout 2? I guess we will find out.
~"Good old fashion Nightmare" plays again as Brianna heads back behind the curtain with her Central title around her waist leaving The Family in the ring. Brianna exits the ringside area as the family looks PISSED. They head back, all discussing what they plan on doing to Brianna. We focus back on the announce team~
Smith: Did you hear that? Brianna Casablancas is leading a team against The Family in the first War Games match in this company.
Hood: Her and what team?
Smith: I guess we will find out as we march towards Total Demolition.
Hood: Speaking of Total Demolition…eh…eh…EH???
Smith: Alright, alright…I guess I’m not the only person who can segway…folks, take a look
~We cut backstage where Sean Fuller is walking backstage, away from the Family. He’s still angry over what happened and spots Brian Cady, the OCW rookie who had an impressive win earlier in the night, chatting with Richard and The Greek gods. Fuller’s eyes light as Cady looks to be in a great mood…a mood worth spoiling. Fuller walks up and shoves Cady. Cady spills a bottle of water he was holding all down the clean clothes he had just changed into~
Sean Fuller: Who the FUCK are you…and what is so funny?
Brian Cady: Nothing earlier…but now, I’d say the only thing funny is your ridiculous paranoia
Sean Fuller: Oh yea? And what are you going to do about it?
Brian Cady: Ya know, I barely broke a sweat earlier this evening…I think I have enough left to kick your ass all over Houston
~Fuller flashes an angry smile. He lunges forward and grabs Cady by the throat, slamming him against the wall. Cady works to fight him off but Fuller’s act of violence caught him off guard. Zeus, Hades and Richard rush in and attack Fuller. Fuller quickly beats them all down and turns back towards Cady…Cady drills Fuller in the face with a direct right hand! Fuller staggers back and grabs his mouth…he reveals blood on his hand. Cady stands there, ready for a fight…Fuller just laughs and slowly walks away. Richard re-enters into the picture~
Brian Cady: What the hell is that guy’s problem?
~Richard says nothing as we cut back to ringside~
Smith: I think Sean Fuller tried to bully the wrong rookie
Hood: Solid punch by Cady there…but, man, Fuller just seemed to like it…I’m not sure that’s the first guy you want to pick a fight with in OCW
Smith: Are you blind? Cady was minding his own business…Fuller picked a fight with him…out of anger due to Brianna’s interruption
Hood: Hey, Cady didn’t have to fight back, that was his decision
Smith: Are you serious? He had him by the throat
Hood: And what’s he doing hanging out with Zeus, Hades and Richard for anyway…those guys suck
Smith: You know how it is when you’re the new guy
Hood: Nah man, I was always cool
Smith: Sure you were…okay folks, it’s main event time…Brianna Casablancas begins her tour of the Family as she defends her freshly won OCW Central Championship against Roach
Hood: Thank goodness…that reign wasn’t short enough
Belvedere: Ladies and Gentlemen it is now time for our Main Event of the evening! This match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the OCW Central Championship!
~”King Nothing” by Metallica begins to play as the fans boo heavily when they see Family Member, Roach make his way to the ring. His eyes appear to be pretty much normal…a few redness around them, but otherwise fine. He enters into the ring, makes no dramatic gesture or anything as he’s obviously focused for this one~
Belvedere: Introducing first, from Windsor, Ontario, Canada…standing 6’4 and weighing in at 265 lbs…Roach!!
~Roach’s music ends. "Good Old Fashioned Nightmare" by Matt and Kim hits the P.A as Brianna Casablancas comes out wearing her robe over her ring gear. Around her waist is the OCW Central Championsip. She has a huge smile on her face as she stops at the top of the walkway and gives a prim and proper wave to the fans. She heads down the walkway and shakes some hands and has a little bit of small talk with her fans in the gymnasium. She stops at the front row before entering the ring. She undoes the belt from her waist and climbs atop the announce desk and holds her title up towards the fans. She also asks how Smith and Hood's days are going while she doe this as she gets a pretty considerable response from the fans. She hops off of the announce desk and climbs up the steel steps. At the apron she drops the robe to the floor revealing her blue-ish ring gear. She enters the ring with the title slung over her shoulder. She makes her way to the turnbuckle and holds her Central Title up again getting a pretty damn good reaction from the fans. She hops off and before playing to the fans again, she stops to say "Good day" to Scruff. After that, she hops to another top turnbuckle again to hold her title up high once more before jumping off it. She then hands her title to scruff.~
Belvedere: And his opponent, from Your Happy Place, standing 5’8 and weighing in at 126 lbs…she is the reigning OCW Wrestler of the Month for February and the defending OCW Central Champion…Brianna Casablancas!!!
~Belvedere exits the ring as the fans give Brianna a huge ovation. He sounds the bell as Scruff holds the title up in the middle of the ring before handing it to Belvedere on the outside~
Smith: Well, this should be a good one
Hood: A lot of history between these two…The Family, Brianna…that tag match…the hardcore match at Black Out
Smith: Huh?
Hood: Yea, didn’t Brianna beat Roach at Black Out?
Smith: No, you idiot…that was Alice Knight
Hood: Oh well same fucking thing…they may as well be sisters.
~Brianna and Roach approach one another…Roach is quite a bit larger in size…it’s apparent that if he were to lock up with Brianna, she wouldn’t stand a chance. Roach suddenly notices Brianna has a clenched fist…it’s been clenched since she entered the ring. She then throws it in his face as if she were throwing sand…Roach flinches and shields his face. It winds up being nothing…Brianna quickly takes advantage by grabbing the back of Roach’s head and drilling him with a knee lift! Roach staggers into a corner, nearly falling over, caught off guard at this moment. Brianna rushes in, leaps onto the middle rope and starts to punch Roach in the face. Roach shoves her off…Brianna does a back flip, landing on her feet, Roach rushes at her for a clothesline, but Brianna takes him down with a drop toe hold…she then crawls over his back and locks him in a front face lock~
Smith: Wow, great mental attack there by Brianna Casablancas…she used Roach’s injury against him to gain the mental edge and early advantage.
Hood: What a conniving, manipulative bitch!
Smith: Hey, when you’re going up against a guy THAT large…you have got to do something
Hood: Fucking shit, man…you and your double standards.
Smith: Look who’s talking!
~Roach gets to his feet as Brianna tries to apply as much pressure as possible…Roach displays incredible strength by getting to his feet and lifting Brianna up into the air. He tries to toss Brianna off, but she’s got her arm wrapped tightly around his neck. She lifts a couple of knees into his chest and midsection…Roach weakens, Brianna then twirls around and drops Roach with a Tornado DDT! Roach hits hard as the fans cheer loudly for the Central Champion~
Smith: Again, Brianna is one step ahead of Roach
Hood: Of course she is, she’s fighting a blind guy!
Smith: He isn’t blind, just optically irritated
Hood: How many MMA fights has Stevie Wonder competed in?
Smith: None, to my knowledge
Hood: Exactly, it isn’t fair, damnit!
~Roach slowly sits up, shaking his head to clear it of the proverbial cobwebs. Brianna gets back to her feet, runs into the ropes, bounces off and drills him with another knee to the face! Roach falls back against the mat. Brianna then scales the corner, reaching the top rope quickly. She leaps off and nails Roach with a Top Rope Elbow! She quickly hooks Roach’s leg for the pin and Scruff slides in to count~
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Kick Out!!
Smith: Roach is still alive!
Hood: Hardest fucking pests to kill man…they come out of everywhere
Smith: Not exactly the cleanest house you keep, is it Hood?
Hood: Yea, all my fucking maids keep quitting after they see the mandatory uniform
~Brianna is back to her feet quickly and she yanks Roach to his. Roach seems a bit staggered but still capable of doing some damage. Brianna leaps into the air with a spinning wheel kick but Roach catches her and instantly drops her with a back breaker over his knee! He holds onto Brianna, stands her up…lifts her up and drills her with a Rock Bottom!! Brianna lands hard and rolls around in pain as Roach gets to his knees, taking a few deep breaths~
Smith: Roach caught Brianna…this isn’t looking good for Casablancas
Hood: Here we go with the drama again…it was one series of moves…didn’t you watch any of the Brianna and Ian matches? Not like this chick gets pinned every time she trips and falls down.
Smith: I’m just saying, Roach is arguably the strongest competitor she’s faced yet…huge size advantage.
Hood: Size means nothing in OCW…well, unless of course we’re talking about me
Smith: Right
~Roach gets to his feet and heads for the nearest corner…Brianna is still on her back. Roach, awkwardly, climbs to the top rope…he gets up there and looks down at Brianna as the fans look on with great intrigue and surprise. Roach jumps off with a top rope splash and connects!! The fans boo as they witness one of their favorite wrestlers potentially squashed before their eyes! Roach goes for the pin and hooks the leg…Scruff slides in for the count~
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Kick Out!
Smith: Roach the high flyer?
Hood: Hey man, some of those fucking insects can fly
Smith: Ugh, yea, those are the worst
Hood: Oh, so maybe YOU have the dirty fucking house
Smith: I most certainly do not! Unlike you, I allow my maids to where whatever they want.
~Roach gets to his feet and he yanks Brianna to hers…he gives her a stiff punch into the gut which causes Brianna to double over. Roach then grabs her and lifts her up for a Powerbomb. He carries her into a corner, looking to powerbomb Brianna into the top turnbuckle…Brianna, though, punches Roach in the head and drills him, face first, into the top turnbuckle with a facebuster!!! Roach staggers back as Brianna remains perched on the top rope. She leaps off, hooks Roach for a huricanrana and drops him with one! She hangs onto his legs for a pinning combo…Scruff slides in for the count as the fans count along~
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Kick Out!!
Smith: Whoa, nice series of moves there by our Central Champion!
Hood: Maybe Roach should stick to flying…that power stuff ain’t fucking working
Smith: Ain’t?
Hood: Yea, ain’t…ya fucker…I think it’s about time we made that a fucking word.
Smith: Ain’t gonna happen
~Brianna is quickly back to her feet…Roach is slow to his, but gets there. Brianna runs into the ropes, bounces off and Roach puts his head down…she goes for a sunset flip and tries to pull Roach down. Roach staggers for a bit before reaching down, grabbing Brianna by the throat and lifting her up high in the air! He then slams her down with a modified choke bomb! Brianna slowly rolls out of the ring as that move seemed to take something out of her. She lands carefully on the outside and falls to her knees in pain. Roach gets to his feet and heads to the nearest corner, taking a breather while keeping an eye on Brianna~
Smith: Another change in momentum there…lots of back and forth action so far, wouldn’t you say?
Hood: Oh, so now you’re putting words into my mouth?
Smith: No, I’m merely stating what I believe to be fact and asking if you believe it as well.
Hood: The day I start believing what you believe is the day my name changes to Jones.
Smith: Hmm…our old, third announcer…I wonder what he’s up to
Hood: Ask Bifford, he probably knows what happened to any and all OCW people who have vanished.
~Roach regains most of his stamina and heads outside after Brianna...the fans look on with concern, knowing that outside of the ring is Roach’s element and Scruff is completely oblivious to maintaining order. Roach reaches Brianna from behind…she responds with a sharp elbow into his abdomen. Roach staggers back and Brianna hops to her feet. She leaps onto the top step of the steel ring steps, turns around and faces Roach…leaps off and drills him with a drop kick to the side of the face!! Roach staggers into the nearest row of bleachers as the cheering fans near him cease their yelling and rush to get out of his way~
Smith: We really need to upgrade our fan seating…wrestlers fall over out there and they are instantly smashing into fans.
Hood: Dude, it just upgrades the fan experience…now they can all say they’ve touched Roach
Smith: Who would want to brag about that?
Hood: Roach is a hot commodity, man…he’s like the ShamWow…back, when…well, you know, back when it was a hot commodity.
Smith: I have tons of ShamWows…highly effective for soaking up spills…I should get some for your dirty house.
Hood: You mother fucker
~Roach is in a slouched position about three rows up…the fans have cleared to the sides, leaving the middle of the bleachers vacant. Brianna heads towards him…as she does, Roach kicks her in the shin…she trips and her face slams into one of the aluminum bleacher seats! Roach grabs Brianna by the hair and drags her up to the top of the bleachers. On the other side is about a ten foot ball to a hardwood basketball court. Roach tries to toss Brianna off, but Brianna blocks it and elbows Roach into the gut. Brianna tries to push Roach off, but he blocks it and backhands Brianna across the face. For some reason, this act of Roach draws the loudest chorus of boos the entire night. Roach takes a wild swing, Brianna ducks and then drills Roach in the side of the head with a roundhouse kick…once again, maintaining perfect balance. Roach staggers and falls down the rows of bleachers!! His body tumbles in a free falls, slamming into every row before crashing at the bottom onto the hardwood! The fans go crazy cheering for Brianna as she stands at the top, looking down at Roach~
Smith: Roach getting a little taste of his own medicine!
Hood: That bitch! She’s a ballerina. She could’ve taken the fall and been fine!
Smith: Oh, yea right…so just sacrifice herself for Roach?
Hood: No, for the greater good, Smith
Smith: Un-Indeed!
~Brianna heads down the steps and reaches Roach at the bottom…she pulls Roach to his feet…there’s no blood or anything, but the big man is obviously hurting. Brianna drags Roach to the ring apron and goes to toss him inside…Roach, though, rakes Brianna across the face and she staggers away, releasing him. Roach stumbles away from Brianna, attempting to regain as much of his whereabouts as possible before heading back inside the ropes~
Smith: What a smart move by Roach…I mean, I don’t like the guy…but here he is, almost ready to be pinned and he keeps Brianna from tossing him back into the only area where that can happen.
Hood: Oh yea, Roach is a certifiable genius man…he graduate cum laude from the Rocket Aeronautics Institute Department
Smith: Huh…uhh…I’ve never…wait a second, that’s RAID
Hood: Oh, is it?
Smith: You know darn well it is!
~Brianna recovers from the eye rake and sees Roach standing near the ring apron, around the ring post. She rushes and leaps onto the steel steps, Roach’s back is to her…she jumps onto his back but Roach reaches back and grabs her by the air. He then walks towards the other steps in front of him, flips Brianna over and slams her back into the ring steps!! She is lying there in pain as Roach takes it one step further…Brianna’s head and shoulder are out over the edge of the steps…he jumps up and drops a leg across her neck!! Brianna’s body flips over the steps and lands into Roach’s lap as he is seated on the outside, grimacing in pain from the impact of the hardwood floor~
Smith: Like I said…you don’t dance with the devil in hell
Hood: Look, this gym may be hell…but Roach is far from the devil
Smith: It’s a metaphor, genius…you don’t take the match outside when facing Roach
~Roach gets to his feet and he yanks Brianna up…he lifts her up for a Gorilla Press Slam and tosses her into the ring through the ropes. She lands on the mat and rolls towards the center of the ring. Roach rolls in under the bottom rope and quickly returns to his feet. Roach yanks Brianna to her feet, kicks her in the gut, lifts her high up in the air and drills her to the mat with a Last Ride!! Roach goes for the pin as the fans cringe for their champion~
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Kick Out!!
Smith: You just can’t keep this girl down! Way to go, Brianna!
Hood: That’s it, we need a baseball bat…someone take this girl’s knees out!
Smith: What? That’s horrible!
Hood: She kicks out too damn much…this would certainly prevent that from happening
~Roach gets to his feet and he spits on Brianna! The fans boo loudly watching their champion be desecrated in such fashion. He yanks Brianna to her feet and drills her with a Clothesline From Hell!! Brianna lands hard and is lifeless on the mat…the fans boo as Roach sticks his tongue out at them~
Smith: Does this man have no respect?
Hood: His fucking name is ROACH…you know, the little things that will crawl into your cereal boxes and rush out when you pour a bowl?
Smith: Again…where the heck are you living?
~Roach yanks Brianna to her feet yet again…she’s completely out on her feet. He hoists her up over his shoulders and is positioning her for the D.O.A. He lifts her up but Brianna lands on her feet! The crowd rises in excitement as Roach turns to face her and is drilled in the face with the Super EGO Kick!!! Roach’s body snaps back as he lands on the ring…Brianna falls on top of him for the pin and Scruff slides in for the count with the fans cheering along~
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3!!!!
~The bell rings and Scruff rushes to retrieve the Central Championship. He then helps Brianna up and hands her belt before raising her hand. Belvedere makes the announcement~
Belvedere: Here is your winner….AND STILL OCW CENTRAL CHAMPION…BRIANNA CASABLANCAS!!!!!
~An enraged Roach attacks Brianna from behind and starts to stomp on her as fans boo him. The crowd begins to cheer as Alice Knight runs down to the ring to make the save. She slides into the ring and tackles Roach. She mounts him and starts nailing with lefts and rights. Ian and Sean Fuller come out from back and slide into the ring and begin the three on two on both Brianna Casablancas and Alice.~
Smith: And OF COURSE, the Family couldn't let this one be. They just had to make this a three on two occassion.
Hood: Hey, Alice shouldn't have not minded her own business.
Smith: Oh come on, the match was over, there was no reason for this. And look who is watching his group lay out these two girls while not getting his hands dirty?
~Mario slowly walks down ringside to watch his team beating up on the two women. But a red streak comes out from behind the curtain and slams in the back of the head with a steel chair~
Smith: MJ BELL! MJ BELL IS HERE AND SHE TAKE INCAPITATED MARIO!
Hood: What the hell is she doing here?
Smith: I would imagine getting an extra measure of revenge on Sean Fuller.
~MJ Bell slides into the ring and chases down Ryan Fuller ...but he slides out of the ring so she settle for slamming the chair over Roach's head. As she turns around, Ian kicks her in the gut, but Alice is back up again and nails him with a dropkick. Ryan Fuller attempts to get back in the ring, but he gets nailed with a Superego kick from Brianna Casablancas~
Smith: It seems that MJ Bell is the equalizer as she just helped Thought 4 Food stand their ground.
Hood: Sean Fuller beat her at Blackout 2, she has no more business with him.
Smith: She doesn't agree with you.
~MJ nails Ian with the chair again before sliding out of the ring as Brianna and Alice work on Roach with lefts and rights. They then double clothesline him out of the ring. Outside the ring, MJ grabs a chair and tosses it into the ring ...Brianan immediately grabs it and swings it to Ian ...who slides out of the way and out of the ring. MJ then tosses another chair to Alice who catches it and swing towards Fuller, who also retreats~
Smith: The two girls who are going to go onto War Games to face The Family have cleared the ring with the help MJ Bell.
Hood: The Family doesn't want to go around beating up women. THAT is why they retreated.
~MJ grabs her own chair again and slides back into the ring and stands back to back to back with Alice and Brianna as Mario, Roach, Fuller and Ian circle the ring. Roach tries to re-enter but MJ Bell comes out swinging her chair andn nails him across the face again and sends him out of the ring. Mario tries to enter which has Brianna and Alice swinging at him as he thinks better and slides out again~
Smith: Food 4 Thought and MJ Bell are not letting The Family take their ring tonight ...nor anyone else.
Hood: That is because they are using foreign objects ....er, chairs. They are cheating.
Smith: Its three against four, there needs to be a little equalizer there.
~The Family continues to back up away from the ring as the three ladies stand in the ring with their steel chairs. They stare them down until they know that the war is over for now. Brianna and Alice look at each other then over to MJ Bell. As the Family leaves, MJ looks back over at the Thought 4 Food. The two girls stare at MJ as the fans are going wild~
Smith: I think Brianna and Alice are just as surprised as we are that MJ Bell came to help them out. Could they have found their member?
Hood: A War Games team with three women on it, that will NEVER work.
Smith: I don't know, all three have been on a roll lately. This could be the making of a great War Games team to rival the Family.
~Brianna offers her her hand and MJ stops for a moment to think ...but just for a moment. She shakes Brianna's hand before Brianna lifts her arm. Alice then joins as the three raise their arms in the middle of the ring~
Smith: And that seems to confirm it, MJ Bell is the third member of Brianna's team in War Games.
Hood: This is terrible. What about The Great One? What about Pryde? What about Scott Syren? What about that Silver Haired guy?
Smith: What about them? This is Brianna's team and she chooses who is on it. If you want a shot at the Family and you want to be in War Games, she seems to be the one to talk to.
Hood: So, what…Sex and the City meets The Sopranos?
Smith: HBO Rules?
Hood: Meaning there are none…well, aside from visible penetration
Smith: Oooookay…well, folks…that’s all the time we have for tonight…see you next week in the West from Montana State University…good night, everyone!
~Our show comes to an end with one final shot of the three members of Brianna’s team in the ring. A graphic then pops up showing The Family vs. Brianna, MJ and Alice…there is a blank silhouette on the Family’s side alongside two blank silhouettes on Brianna’s side. We fade to black~
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OOC: Okay guys…post PPV…post Vegas…Massacre is up…we’ll get back to normal midday posting next week…was just so crunched for time. I forgot how crazy it is trying to get all of this done the day the show is due…anyway, enough about me complaining…great effort to those of you who sent in segments and roleplayed…and, again, thanks to everyone for keeping this place in line while I was gone…you guys are super awesome…or something
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