OCW Presents: No Limits 2
Live! Sunday, July 29th, 2001
Smith: Hello fans and welcome to OCW’s No Limits 2!!!!! This could quite possibly be the biggest night in OCW History!
Hood: Oh man Smith, it is going to be one hell of a badass night!
Jones: I can’t wait guys, tonight is gonna kick ass!
Smith: Yea, and before we get things started off with the Razorwire Death Match between Kannon and Homeboy, lets take a look at some of the matches later on tonight. Guys, what matches are you looking forward too the most?
Hood: Personally, any time you get Freak in a Double Hell in a Cell, it’s gotta be up there as one of the favorites….but sorry Freak, tonight I’m looking forward to the Ultimate Iron Match between Paras and Maurako!
Jones: Damn, good choice, but I’m a main event guy Hood and I’m looking forward to the Psychopathic Hell in a Cell between The Great One and Josh Allen, for the OCW World Title!
Smith: Well, personally I think that Hazardous Ladder Match for the US Title will be amazing, but I am really looking forward the IC Title street fight, it is going to be awesome!
Hood: Yea and geez guys, don’t forget the Bull rope TV Title match or the LightWeight Number one contenders match which is a Tables and Cage match!
Jones: What is a Tables and Cage match anyways?
Smith: Not sure, but we will find out! And the match we haven’t mentioned yet, The TLC match with Seventeen taking on Sex and Violence!
Hood: Oh man, can you just see those little seventeen guys being tossed around like rag dolls?
Jones: Yes, I can!
Smith: Unfortunately, so can I. Well, earlier tonight, a long black limo pulled up, but we couldn’t tell who was in it, here is the footage!
~We see backstage a long black limo pulling up with Warrick running up trying to see who it is. Warrick gets right up near the window and starts knocking on it to see who is riding in the back. Suddenly the door swings open, knocking Warrick on his ass and the camera man runs away in fear. Thus, we do not get to see who was in the limo. The camera then cuts back to the announce crew~
Smith: Who could it be Hood?
Hood: I dunno, but he sure does know how to ride in style!
Jones: Hehe, that he does!
Smith: Well guys, it’s time to get this event under way! The Razorwire Death Match is now!!!
~ “One Step Closer” by Linkin Park begins to play and the fans cheer as they see the former OCW Hardcore champion make his way down to the ring area, he gets in and Warrick speaks~
Warrick: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall and is a special Razorwire Dynamite Death Match for a Title shot at any title in OCW!!! Introducing first, from Niagara Falls, Ontario Canada, standing 6’2” and weighing in at 242 lbs……HOMEBOY!!!!!
~ “Thunder Kiss ‘65” by White Zombie hits and the fans boo loudly as they see Kannon make his way to the ring with his fake World Title belt~
Warrick: And his opponent, from Hollywood, California, standing 6’2” and weighing in at 235 lbs…… “THE REAL F*CKIN SHOW” KANNON!!!!!
~The bell rings and both men lock up in the middle of the ring. Kannon gets Homeboy in a head lock but Homeboy shoves Kannon off. Kannon then runs at Homeboy, but is taken down with an arm drag. Kannon jumps up to his feet and is met with a drop kick from Homeboy that sends him near the razor wrapped ropes, but Kannon is able to keep himself from crashing into them~
Smith: Fast start to this match and the fans have to remember, the ropes are wrapped in razor wire and there are explosives in and around the ring. Falls count any where around the ring area!
Hood: Yea, that’s cool and all but when are we gonna see some blood!!
Jones: Soon, Hood, soon!
~Homeboy now charges at Kannon, but Kannon drops him with a drop toe hold and Homeboy goes crashing face first into one of the razor wrapped ropes. He grabs his face in pain~
Smith: Well Hood, you may have just got your wish!
Hood: Blood!! Lemme see!!!!
Jones: Calm down man!
~Kannon pulls Homeboy to his feet and you can see a little trickle of blood begin to roll down his forehead. Kannon goes to ram his head into the turnbuckle, but Homeboy blocks, he rams Kannon’s head into it and we see it explode, the fans go crazy~
Smith: Oh my goodness!!! That turnbuckle just exploded in the face of Kannon!!!
Hood: Hell yes! This is what I love!
Jones: Man, his face has to be all fucked up now!
~Homeboy, who has a few streams of blood running down his face, grabs Kannon. We can see a little blood from the face of Kannon as a result of the explosion. Homeboy goes to whip Kannon into the ropes, but Kannon reverses. As he does, he wraps his arms around the body of Homeboy and gives him a belly to belly, over the top rope and Homeboy hits the concrete floor as we see another huge explosion~
Smith: Oh!!!! I can’t believe that!! Homeboy has to be broken in half!
Hood: Damn, talk about a career ending fall! Shit!
Jones: That was incredible!
~Kannon now climbs to the top rope he stands up and looks down at Homeboy, who is laying still. Kannon leaps off and nails a frog splash all the way to the floor. Kannon rolls around holding his stomach in pain but somehow manages to cover Homeboy, the ref makes the count~
1!
2!
Kick Out!!!
Smith: What in the hell!!! Homeboy just kicked out!
Hood: What!? Damn, he is like the Super Beast!
Jones: I can’t believe it!
~Kannon gets to his feet and he pulls Homeboy to his. Kannon whips him into the steel railing and Homeboy hits hard. Kannon then walks over and pulls a chair away from one of the ringside people. He walks over and takes a swing at Homeboy, Homeboy ducks and Kannon nails the steel railing and holds his hands in pain~
Smith: Homeboy ducked out of the way!
Hood: Yikes! Steel on Steel, man that hurts!
Jones: Sure does!
~Kannon picks the chair back up and goes to nail Homeboy, who is laying on the ground, but Homeboy rolls out of the way. Kannon keeps swinging as Homeboy keeps rolling. Homeboy then rolls under the ring and Kannon bends down on all fours and looks in for him. As he does we see white smoke come out from under the ring which blinds Kannon~
Smith: Homeboy just sprayed a fire extinguisher in the face of Kannon!
Hood: Oh shit, that was smart as hell!
Jones: Yea, it was!
~Homeboy then comes crawling out from under the ring with the extinguisher in his hands. We see Kannon rolling around with frozen blood all over his face. Homeboy then holds the extinguisher over his head and drops it right on the head of Kannon. We hear a sickening thud and Kannon stops moving and just lays there~
Smith: Ahh!!! He may have just killed Kannon!
Hood: Damnit, this Homeboy guy is fuckin brutal!
Jones: Man, that was taking it too far!
~We see the blood just oozing out of the opening in Kannon’s forehead as Homeboy looks down at him. Homeboy drops a couple of elbows on the chest of Kannon and then goes for the pin, the ref makes the count~
1!
2!
Kick Out!!!
Smith: Wait!! He’s not dead, he kicked out!!!
Hood: Oh Shit!! Homeboy is fuckin pissed!
Jones: I would be too!!!
~Homeboy gets to his feet and pulls Kannon to his and rolls him back into the ring. Homeboy then pulls a table out from under the ring and slides it into the ring. Homeboy gets into the ring and sets the table up in the center of the ring. Homeboy then pulls Kannon to his feet and lifts him to the top rope. Homeboy climbs up there with him and hooks him for a suplex~
Smith: Oh man, Homeboy is going to suplex Kannon through the table!
Hood: Shit and from the top rope too!
Jones: This could be the end of the Real F*ckin Show!
~Homeboy goes to lift Kannon for the suplex, but Kannon blocks it. He then knees Homeboy in the gut a few times and lifts him up in a suplex position. Kannon then leaps off in the air and while in the air releases Homeboy into a powerbomb and powerbomb’s Homeboy through the table and holds onto this legs for the pin~
1!
2!
Kick Out!!!!
Smith: AHH!!! Homeboy just kicked out of that top rope powerbomb through the table!!!
Hood: Unbefuckinlievable!
Jones: I agree whole heartedly!
~Kannon gets to his feet and he pulls Homeboy to his. Kannon then drags Homeboy over to the razor wrapped ropes and begins to drags his face against the razor and as he does, we see blood covering the razor sharp wire. Kannon then pulls Homeboy’s face from the wire and we see Homeboy’s face is a bloody mess. Kannon then begins to punch the face of Homeboy and starts to stick his thumb into the deep gashes, Homeboy yells out in pain~
Smith: Kannon is just ripping the face of Homeboy to shreds!
Hood: Geez, this is so fuckin awesome!!
Jones: Yea, poor Homeboy won’t have any luck with the ladies after this one!
Hood: Yea, then he’ll be right up there in the virgin’s club with you and Smith!
~Kannon now pushes Homeboy into the ropes and Homeboy holds his back as the razor wire stabs him in the back. Kannon then sets him up and goes for The Final Shot, but Homeboy catches his leg, hooks him and tosses him into the razorwire with a capture suplex~
Smith: Kannon just went flying into the razor wire!!!
Hood: Man, what a move by Homeboy!
Jones: That’s why he was once the Hardcore champ guys!
~Homeboy gets to his feet and clears the blood out of his eyes and he sees Kannon laying by the ropes. Homeboy pulls Kannon to his feet and grabs both of his arms. He then hooks them over the top rope, pushes down and next thing we know, Kannon’s arms are locking in between the top and middle rope. Kannon squirms around and tries to get out but can’t and we can see the blood just oozing down his arms from the razor’s penetrating his skin~
Smith: Kannon is locked in the ropes, get him out!!!
Hood: Who is going to save him? It is no DQ you idiot!
Jones: Man, that is a lot of blood!
~Homeboy now goes to the outside and grabs the chair Kannon had tries to use earlier. Homeboy then gets back into the ring with the chair. He walks over to Kannon who is still trying to get out. Homeboy then reaches back and nails Kannon in the head with the chair. He nails him again and again and again. Kannon eventually stops squirming and looks to be out cold as you can see a puddle of blood that has been made from the blood dripping off his arms. Homeboy then releases Kannon from the ropes and we see two huge gashes on his arms. Homeboy lets Kannon fall face first in his own blood. He then rolls Kannon over onto his back and goes for the pin~
1!
2!
3…No Kick Out!!!
Smith: Kannon kicked out!!!
Hood: What the fuck!! Who the hell is this guy?
Jones: I dunno, but he is determined to win, that’s for sure!
~Homeboy gets to his feet and pulls Kannon to his. Homeboy then goes to whip Kannon into the corner, but as he does, Kannon reverses. Kannon falls to the ground as he whips Homeboy in the corner and when Homeboy hits we see another explosion. Homeboy falls flat on the mat and both men appear to be down and out~
Smith: The corner just exploded on Homeboy!
Hood: Damn, Kannon is lucky that happened!
Jones: Yea, man I hope his arms are okay though!
~We see Kannon drag himself into a nearby corner and pull himself to his feet and we see Homeboy get to his feet and walk towards Kannon who is barely able to stand. Homeboy we then see Kannon turn his back to Homeboy and he rips some razor wire off of the rope. He then raps it around his fist. Homeboy goes to grab Kannon, but Kannon turns around and nails Homeboy with the razor wrapped fist. It causes blood to come streaming down Homeboy’s face as well as the knuckles of Kannon~
Smith: Damn!! That was crazy!
Hood: Sure was, Homeboy is now feeling Kannon’s pain!
Jones: Dude, I think they are both feeling pain!
~Homeboy though, tries to shake it off and walks over to Kannon who kicks him in the groin, Homeboy kneels over in pain. Kannon then gets Homeboy’s head between his legs and slowly hooks one arm and as he does screams in pain. He then hooks the other and screams in pain again. Kannon then lifts him up and delivers End Game! Kannon slowly turns Homeboy over and the ref makes the count~
1!
2!
3!!!!!
~The bell rings and the ref goes to raise Kannon’s hand, but he kicks the ref in the knee, causing him to fall down. Kannon then, with both arms to his side gets out of the ring and leaves with a look of pain all over his face~
Warrick: Here is your winner….. “THE REAL F*CKIN SHOW” KANNON!!!!!
Smith: Thank goodness that match is over!! I just hope neither man is hurt too badly!
Hood: Well, Kannon and Homeboy both fuckin rule! Too bad one of those son of a bitches had to lose!
Jones: Yea, but Kannon won and he gets a shot at any title he wants, except the World Title.
Smith: Yea, should be interesting to see what he chooses! Well, as we saw last War, our beloved Mini Freak was killed, and I’m being told Silverfreak is in his locker room, mourning the loss.
~The camera fades into Silverfreak's locker room in the back. The room is very dark, sence all the lights are turned off, and Silverfreak sits silently with his head down on th couch. Suddenly theirs a knock at the door.~
Silverfreak: Come in..
~Commissioner Cheasy M walks in wearing yet another tacky blue colored suit. Cheasy M turns on the lights, and sees Silverfreak with a 40 oz of Old English in his hand, and a look of a homeless person.~
Cheasy M: Silverfreak! Whats wrong?! Your getting your big OCW World Hardcore Title match tonight!! I thought you would be ready to go?
~Silverfreak tosses the half empty 40 0z against the wall as it shatters into a million peices.~
Cheasy M: Umm.. Well I guess not then..
Silverfreak: He's gone... He's really gone...
Cheasy M: Who?
Silverfreak: Mini Freak... That shot to the head thanks to the all and mighty Scoot Time killed him. The funeral was this morning. Sad to see a 34 year old midget burried in an old shoebox.. and sure I could have spend the money to have him placed to rest in a cemetary instead of my backyard but but but... ohh god!!
~Silverfreak gets up and begins to cry on Cheasy M's shoulder. Cheasy, caught off gaurd, just pats Silverfreak on the back.~
Cheasy M: It's okay.. just let it all out..
Silverfreak: But but but... ohh I can't take it anymore.. I called his family and told them he was mistaken for "Twinkie the Kid" and eaten by Bifford! Ohh god..
~Silverfreak continues to cry..~
Cheasy M: So Freak, what about your match tonight? You have a chance to take back the hardcore title!
~Silverfreak blows his nose on Cheasy M's suit, and then goes back over to the couch to dry his eyes.~
Silverfreak: I..I..I..dunno if I can go out there tonight. I just lost my favorite midget! This is worse than the time I found out the Love Boat wasn't a real ship...or the time I found out *sniffle* Trevor Kent insisted that the world call him The Great One..
~He begins bawling again, as Cheasy M walks over and pats him on the back trying to sooth him.~
Cheasy M: So what about the match tonight? Are we going to see the one and the only freak of pro wrestling get in that double cage match?
Silverfreak: I...I....I just don't know...
~Cheasy M turns the light back out and leaves Silverfreak's dressing room as the camera cuts back to the commentator's table.~
Smith: Silverfreak is crying over that stupid dwarf?
Hood: Hey, the freak is a very sensitive guy.. but does this mean their will be NO Hardcore match tonight?!
Jones: Well if their isn't you can bet President Dean is gonna be pissed off. He doesn't like it when the wrestlers can't deliver to the people!
Hood: I got faith in the freaky one! He'll come tonight, you just watch!
Smith: Well, that remains to be seen! Guys, it is time for the Television Title match, can Mark Kelley hold off the young up and comer in Joey Corona, or will one half of the New Wave defeat one half of Sex and Violence? Let’s find out!
~ “Miami” by Will Smith begins playing and the fans boo as they see Joey Corona make his way to the ring, accompanied by Melanie. He gets in the ring and Warrick begins announcing~
Warrick: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a Bull Rope Match, and it is for the OCW Television Championship!!! Introducing first, from Miami, Florida, standing 5’11” and weighing in at 230 lbs, he is one half of the New Wave……JOEY CORONA!!!!!
~ “Clint Eastwood” by Gorrillaz begins playing and the fans sort of half way boo half way cheer as they see Mark Kelley make his way down to the ring with the TV Title draped over his shoulder~
Warrick: And his opponent, from Long Beach, California, standing 6’5” and weighing in at 289 lbs, he is the OCW Television Champion……MARK “MANIAC” KELLEY!!!!!
~Before anything happens, we see Pete Parker sneaking through the crowd, heading towards the ring~
Hood: Look, its the Pornstar, he's coming out of the crowd.
Jones: What the hell is he holding in his hand, it looks like a burly sack.
Smith: It is a burly sack, Pete is eyeing Melanie.
~Pete sneaks up behind Melanie, he closes in without being seen and puts the sack over her, taking it all the way down to her ankles, then ties it off at the bottom. Melaine falls over, and Pete catches her, hoisting her over his shouler and leaves through the crowd.~
Smith: What the hell, Pete has kidnapped Melanie, what is he doing.
Hood: I know what the Pornstar is doing, picking up his Co Star for X Rated later tonight.
Jones: I can't wait.
Smith: Geez…well, lets get this match going!
~The ref brings in the bull rope and hooks it around both men’s necks with about ten feet separating them. The bell then rings and both men stare at each other. Kelley then yanks the rope and Corona goes flying into a knee that Kelley lifted and it hits Corona right in the gut. Kelley then yanks down on the rope and it takes Corona to the ground. Kelley then walks and drags Corona across the ring and into a corner. Kelley then climbs to the top and pulls Corona to the top by the rope. He then lifts Corona up in a powerbomb and tosses him to the mat. Before Corona hits, the rope snaps his neck back looking very sickly~
Smith: Joey Corona’s neck has to be broken!
Hood: Damn, Kelley is a fuckin maniac!
Jones: Sure is, this is almost as brutal as the first match!
Hood: Shit, it ain’t over yet Jones!
~Kelley climbs down and begins to choke Corona as he is laying on the mat. Corona kicks his feet wildly, trying to get Kelley off of him. Finally, Kelley gets to his feet, stomps on Corona some and then goes and tags the first corner. He then makes his way to the other one to tag and does, we then see Corona get to his feet and Kelley is sorta running now towards the other one and doesn’t see Corona. Corona then runs at Kelley and they collide with Corona nailing him with a lariat~
Smith: Wow! Great move there by Joey Corona!
Hood: Yea, Mark Kelley was going for an early win, but just couldn’t do it!
Jones: Nope, great running lariat!
~Corona now gets to his feet and pulls Kelley to his. And back him into a corner. He whips him across the ring and runs right behind him. Kelley hits the opposite corner very hard and Corona follows it up with a huge clothesline. Corona then goes running out of the corner and yanks on the rope, pulling Kelley out of the corner and the force takes Kelley to the ground. Corona climbs to the top rope and drags Kelley into the corner and to his feet. He then hooks Kelley’s head under his arm and delivers a devastating Tornado DDT~
Smith: Wow!! Great tornado DDT there form Joey Corona!
Hood: Sure was, this guy fuckin’ rules!
Jones: Yea, he is kicking Kelley’s ass!
~Corona now gets to his feet and runs and tags a corner. He then runs and tags another corner. He goes to tag the third, but Kelley pulls on the rope and Corona comes flying into the center of the ring. Kelley then gets to his feet and goes to toss Corona out of the ring, but Corona reverses and Kelley goes tumbling to the concrete floor~
Smith: Nice move, but very dangerous for Joey Corona, he could’ve broke his neck like that!
Hood: Ahh, he knew how much rope he could use!
Jones: I agree!
~Corona now walks over to tag a rope, but suddenly Kelley yanks on the rope as hard as he can and Corona goes flying through the ropes and goes crashing head first onto the concrete floor~
Smith: Ahh!! Man, that had to hurt!
Hood: No shit man, it didn’t feel good, you know that!
Jones: Good move by Mark Kelley, nevertheless!
~Kelley now pulls Corona to his feet and lifts him up, he then drops Corona’s chest across the top of the steel railing and the fans cheer. Kelley then begins to stomp on Corona as he slouches to the ground. Kelley then pulls Corona to his feet and whips him into the steel ring steps, Corona hits very hard. Kelley then charges in there and spears Corona into the steps again~
Smith: Mark Kelley is really working Joey Corona over right now!
Hood: Yea, he is kicking his New Wave ass!
Jones: Sure is!
~Kelley pulls Corona to his feet and rolls him back into the ring. Kelley gets in behind him and pulls Corona to his feet. He whips Corona across the ring, but pulls back on the rope really hard, causing Corona to fall to the ground really hard. Kelley pulls Corona to his feet again and repeats the same thing three or four times~
Smith: Mark Kelley is really taking it to Joey Corona, man!
Hood: Yea, so much for Joey Corona as the next TV champ!
Jones: You guys, it’s not over!
~Kelley now pulls Corona to his feet and has him standing against the ropes. Kelley then charges at Corona, but Corona nails him with a spinning heel kick right to the head, taking Kelley down hard and Corona collapses~
Smith: Wow!! What an athletic move by Joey Corona!
Hood: Well, we never said he wasn’t a great athlete!
Jones: Yea, he was just getting schooled by the Maniac!
~Both men get to their feet at the same time and Kelley tries to lock up w/ Corona, but Corona kicks him in the gut, and delivers The Sunburst Driver!!!!~
Smith: Sunburst Driver!!! Mark Kelley is out! Corona needs to touch all of the corners now!
Hood: Damn, go Joey Corona!!
Jones: Yea!!
~Corona stumbles around and tags the first one as the fans yell out “One!” Corona then tags the next one and the fans yell out “Two!” Corona then stops and shakes his head, trying to clear his head. He then tags the third one and the fans yell “Three!” Corona then looks at the fourth one and walks over there. He raises his hand and brings it down but before he tags it, Kelley yanks on the rope, pulling him down~
Smith: AHH!! Joey Corona was inches away from winning the Television Title!!!
Hood: Man, Mark Kelley was going on instincts there brutha!
Jones: Brutha?
Hood: Damn, where did that come from?
Smith: I don’t know!
~Kelley then gets to his feet, but so does Corona. Corona charges at him nailing him with a clothesline that has him staggering against the ropes. Corona then charges at him, but Kelley lifts him over the top rope and too the floor with a back body drop~
Smith: Ouch, Joey Corona hit the concrete floor hard!
Hood: Yea, man that was brutal!
Jones: Sure was man!
~Kelley then gets to his feet and sees Corona on the ground, struggling to his. He then gets a sadistic smile and starts pulling on the rope and then has Corona hanging in mid air. Kelley then walks around the ring and tags the first corner with Corona still hanging on the outside. Kelley then walks around to the next corner, with Corona still being hung and he is kicking his legs wildly, trying to get free. Kelley tags the second one and the fans yell out “Two!”~
Smith: Mark Kelley is hanging Joey Corona!
Hood: Yea, now that is fucking cool!
Jones: Damn, that is incredible!
~Kelley now walks over to the third corner tags it, the fans yell out “Three” and Kelley looks over at Corona, who’s face is turning blue. He winks at Corona and starts laughing, Corona then tries even harder to get loose. Kelley now makes his way to the fourth corner. Corona now is pulling himself to his feet as he looks at Kelley, reaching for the last turnbuckle~
Smith: Joey Corona is almost on the ring apron!
Hood: Yea, he better stop that mocking shit and tag the damn buckle!
Jones: ahh!!! The suspense!
~Corona now has himself on the apron and starts to pull himself on the ropes and is trying to stand on the top rope. Corona finally does and leaps off as Kelley’s hand comes down towards the turnbuckle. Corona flies at Kelley with a spear, but before he gets there, Kelley’s hand hits the fourth turnbuckle and the bell rings~
Warrick: Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner……AND STILL OCW TELEVISION CHAMPION……MARK “MANIAC” KELLEY!!!!!
~We see Corona connect with the spear though and is going off, nailing him with punch after punch, after punch. He then begins choking Kelley and Kelley’s face turns a shade of blue. Corona then pulls Kelley to his feet and lifts him on the top turnbuckle. He then shoves Kelley off behind the ring post and Corona remains in the ring. Kelley falls, but doesn’t hit the ground as the rope isn’t long enough. Kelley is then hanging as Corona stands in the ring, with his feet against the bottom turnbuckle as leverage. He has a crazed look in his eyes as security runs down to stop this~
Smith: Joey Corona is going to kill Mark Kelley!!
Hood: Damn, and I thought Mark was the Maniac!
Jones: Well, when you try to kill someone, like Kelley did, you will tend to piss that person off!
~The officials try and try, but can’t get Corona to release the rope. Finally somebody brings out a knife and they cut the rope, letting Kelley lose and he falls to the ground. We see Kelley’s face all red and he is coughing like crazy. We see Corona in the ring all pissed off and yelling shit at Kelley. They help Kelley to the back and soon Corona leaves the ring~
Smith: Well, that was interesting!
Hood: Dude, it was fucking cool!
Jones: And pretty scary too!
Hood: Shut up you fuckin pussy!
Smith: Well, it can’t get any more hardcore than…..
~ the lights fade to black, then purple and green strobes flash randomly at the entrance and in the ring. The strangeness of the ugly light show is only made more bizzare as the opening lines of "Perfect World" by Guttermouth begin to blare over the P.A. ~
Smith: What on earth? What is going on here?
Hood: I'm no detective, but I'm willing to bet this means somebody's about to come to the ring, dumbass.
~Hoods theory proves true as the one and only Scott Syren appears in the entrance! ~
Hood: SCOTT SYREN! IT'S SCOTT FUCKING SYREN!
Jones: Christ, you just can't get rid of some assholes...
~Scott struts to the ring wearing dark sunglasses and a black t-shirt with the words "I Smoked Your Dad's Dick" in white block letters. He flips the crowd off and spits at them a bunch of times as he climbs into the ring. He grabs a mic off the canvas. ~
Scott Syren: What the fuck is up you homos?! You know, the only thing gayer and stupider than OCW, all you OCW fans, and wrestling in general is that fucking gay last match. Holy shit, fucking bullrope matches are gay man! If any of you people out in the crowd happen to be straight, I sincerely apologize that you had to see something as lame as a bullrope match on OCW TV. Dont worry though, fuckers, Im finally out of your sister's room and I'm back in OCW to make it cool again, and I'm starting tonight! You wanna see a fucking gimmick match? Fuck bullrope shit, I have the greatest gimmick match ever lined up RIGHT NOW
~Scott pauses and spins around the ring once for effect. Then he pauses again and touches his crotch once for pleasure. ~
Scott Syren: The first ever OCW WHACK OFF MATCH
~the crowd goes fucking crazy. several 14 year old girls in the front row take off their tops and throw them in the ring. Several 40 year old men in the cheap seats reach down their pants. ~
Scott Syren: The rules are simple. If any of you fuckers think you have what it takes, listen up. What happens is the two competitors stand in opposite corners while recieiving handjobs from beautiful women. Whoever can... shall we say, "last the longest" will be declared the winner. So come on fuckers, anyone who thinks they can take on Scott "Whack Off" Syren in this very specail No Limits 2 match, can bring shit the fuck on.
~The crowd sits with anticipation as they wanna see who can “outlast” Scott “Fucking” Syren. Suddenly “Eye of the Tiger” begins playing and out comes Scoot Time in a leopard skinned thong! The fans erupt as they see Scoot Time. He gets in the ring and stares Scott Syren in the eye. He grabs a mic from Scott and speaks~
Scoot Time: You make fun of Scoot, not make me happy! I beat you, you fucker mother!
Scott Syren: Whatever man, why don’t you shut the fuck up before the fans lose interest! Now, lets get the girls down here!!!
~ “Vodoo Child” by Jimi Hendrix starts up as Dean walks down with two very hot girls on both arms. The girls are in Silver thongs and very skimpy silver tops. One is blonde, the other is a very nice brunette. They get in the ring with Dean, Dean opens the ropes for them. The Blonde chooses Syren and the brunette is stuck w/ Scoot. Dean speaks~
Prez Dean: Yea, I escorted the girls down! How else did you think Dean was gonna get air time tonight! Now, before you guys whip your guns out, let me head off to the back first!
~Dean hurries to the back and is gone. Scoot walks over to Scott and begins talking trash. Scoot then points at his crotch and flashes Scott and the audience, they all erupt in laughter at Scoot, making him pissed, Scott speaks~
Scott Syren: Holy shit man! That thing is so fuckin cool I don’t know how I’m gonna beat it! Oh, wait I do!
~Syren then pulls his pants down and the audience has a stare of awe at the size of Syren. There is a hush silence over the arena as everyone has their jaws wide open and same with their eyes. Syren speaks~
Scott Syren: Uhh, Big dicks are just fucking cool! As long as your not smoking them!
~Everyone then snaps out of it and the girls start lathering up their hands, getting ready to start the match. Scott is chillin in his corner when he gets the eerie feeling someone is staring at his crotch. He then looks across the ring as Scoot is staring right at his dick with a sick smile on his face. Scott shakes his head and walks over to Scoot. He looks at Scoot and Scoot gets a happy look on his face. Scott the grabs the back of Scoot’s head and begins to lower it toward his crotch. Suddenly, Scott lifts a vicious knee right into the face of Scoot, breaking his nose and knocking him out. Scott then shakes his head at the poor bastard and speaks~
Scott Syren: Hand jobs from girls are Just Fucking Cool! Staring fags are not!
~The brunette kneels down next to the unconscious Scoot and touches him on the shoulder. Scoot feels the womanly touch and immediately loses it, spraying his man juice all over the ring. The girl gets up and screams. Syren grabs her and pulls her away from him and speaks~
Scott Syren: Well, there you go that fucking loser just lost it! So, the winner of the Whack Off Match is me, the fucking coolest person ever!
~The brunette pulls away from Syren, yelling at him for hitting Scoot. Syren shows a look of compassion, but suddenly bitch slaps her, knocking her out. Syren speaks again~
Scott Syren: Bitch slapping annoying little sympathetic bitches is just fucking cool! Oh…and I’m gonna go whack off now….
~Syren’s music then plays and he leaves the ring area with the blonde next to him and we go back to the announce table as men in those gray chemical safety suits rush to the ring to sanitize it~
Smith: Uhh, I’m speechless….
Hood: I’m in tears! HAHAHAHAHA!!!
Jones: Oh man, I don’t know if that was coolest thing I’ve ever seen or the sickest thing!
Smith: I guess there are no words to describe what Scott Syren has done here tonight!
Hood: You fucking idiots! There are three words to describe what he has just done…..JUST….FUCKING…..COOL!!!!!
Smith: Well, whatever…I say it’s time we get to a REAL match. The LightWeight contenders match between Wayne West and Curt Canon!
~ “My Way” by Limp Bizkit begins playing and the fans cheer as they see Curt Canon make his way down to the ring~
Warrick: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a special Tables, Cage match and is for the #1 contenders spot in the LightWeight Division! Introducing first, from Tafton, Pennsylvania, standing 5’4” and weighing in at 145 lbs…..CURT CANON!!!!!
~ “What If” by Creed begins playing and the fans stand and watch as Wayne West makes his way to the OCW Ring~
Warrick: And his opponent, from Wisconsin, Dells, standing 6’7” and weighing in at 228 lbs…..WAYNE “THE MAN” WEST!!!!!
Hood: The tables are set up, the cage has been lowered.
Jones: This is going to be one hell of a match, I hope their life insurance is paid up.
Smith: Looks like were about ready to get underway here.
~The bell rings, and Canon jumps the gun, hitting a double axehandle in the back of Wayne West. Canon pulls him up and whips him into the rope nailing a clothesline. Canon goes for an elbow drop, and connects right on the chest. Canon pulls West back up, and whips him to the rope, he dops down as West goes over him, Canon lands a well placed dropkick to the jaw, dropping West to the mat.~
Smith: Did you see his head snap back, Canon looks great early.
Jones: Canon catching West off guard and has early control in this match.
Hood: Canon's a former World Tag Team Champion, he knows how to win.
~Canon pulling West up again off the mat, whips him into a corner and follows him in with a splash, then hits a hip toss as he comes stumbling out of the corner. Canon pulls one of the tables standing between the ropes and the cage, and pulls it into the ring. Canon sets the table into the corner, and moves toward West.~
Hood: He's gone for wood already.
Jones: Canon might be looking to connect the first stage of the match already.
Smith: But he still has to escape the cage, even if he drps him through the table.
~Canon pulls West up, West grabs his head, and drops down hitting a chin buster on his head. West getting up, bounces off the ropes and nails a running lariat. West picking him up, hooks his head under Canon's arm, and lands a northern lights suplex. Grabbing the arm, he puts on an arm bar. Canon, pushing his way up, does an arm drag, West holds on and flips Canon right back over, then turns the move into a cross arm breaker.~
Hood: He's going to pulls his arm out of the socket.
Jones: That would be cool, an armless Canon.
Smith: Yeah looks like he wants to hurt him.
~West releases the hold, pulling Canon up on his back, and dropping straight back with a Samoan drop. West grabbing a handfull of hair, pulls him up, and slams him face first into the cage, the pushing his face into the metal, starts grinding him back and forth. Canon hits an elbow to the face to break free, then rushes West, who hooks him and nails an overhead belly to belly suplex.~
Hood: Canon was looking like swiss cheese.
Smith: Sure did Hood.
Jones: West is out for blood, serious blood.
~West puts Canon on the top rope, the pulls the table out of the corner, when he turns around, Canon hits a missle dropkick sending West into the table, but the table doesn't break. Canon going back to the top rope, and climbs to the top of the cage, West grabs his britches before he can go over the cage. West and Canon exchange blows, then West with a rake to the eyes, then slams the head down on the sharp top of the cage, busting Canon open. West puts his feet inside the cage, hooks and comes off the top of the cage with a Superplex, Canon crashing through the table set up in the ring.~
Hood: That was suicidal, Canon is done he will never get up.
Jones: I'm speechless.
Hood: There is a God.
Smith: West and Canon are down, neither is moving from a move that could end a career.
Jones: That was devastating to say the least.
Hood: God has screwed me again.
~West starts to move, the cage door is open, he is crawling for the door. He is about to exit the cage, when Canon grabs the foot, and holds on for dear life. His face is bleeding badly, but he refuses to let go. The cage door is slammed shut, and Canon lets go. West getting up with the help of the ropes, walks slowly over to Canon, and stomps him in the back. West pulls another table from between the cage and the ropes, and sets it up. West pulls Canon up, but Canon with a low blow, grabs and puts West through the table with a Canon Bomb.~
Hood: The Canon Bomb, what impact.
Jones: This could be the turning point in the match.
Smith: Canon has a shot, the door has been opened, he doesn't have to climb.
~Canon starts for the door, West is still lodged in the table. Canon has his head out the door, West grabs the ankle, and slaps on the ankle lock. West doesn't let go, Canon is tapping out on the steps. West pulls him back into the ring, a derranged look on his face, as he continues to apply the ankle lock.~
Smith: He's going to break the ankle, he's insane.
Hood: You didn't notice that when he was jamming him into the sharp corners of the cage?
Smith: Shut up Hood.
Jones: West is making as statement right now.
~West lets go of the ankle lock, and grabs the cage, and starts to climb, he gets up to the top, and looks down, West starts to go over, and does, sliding down the cage and hitting the floor, winning the match.~
Warrick: Here is your winner, and the #1 Contender to the OCW LightWeight Title.....WAYNE "THE MAN" WEST!!!!!
Hood: Its over, Wayne West wins this brutual match, and will get a shot at the Lightweight champion.
Smith: Your right there Hood.
Jones: Canon needs medical attention, he's lost alot of blood.
Smith: The night is just beginning too.
~Suddenly, all the OCW cameras go backstage to a half empty parking lot.
There is complete silence in the parking lot, until the sounds of an arriving limo fill the air, and a long, black limousine pulls up in front of the camera's view. A short guy with white hair, wearing a suit steps out from the driver's seat, it's Andy Murray's butler, Jeeves! Jeeves walks up to the far end of the limo, holds the door open, and out steps Andy Murray wearing a "606 Society" jacket and a pair of black jeans, ready for his big match agaisnt Silver Cyanide later on in the evening. Murray is also carrying a black shoulder bag at his side. Murray starts walking to the locker room area, while Jeeves closes up the car behind him. Murray continues walking to the locker room area, when something catches his eye. Murray turns round to his left, with the camera also turning, as Silver Cyanide's jeep sits parked and un-manned~
Andy Murray: "Well, well, well, what have we got here?"
~Murray begins circling the jeep with a smirk across his face. Murray reaches the hood, where he drops his bag down on. Murray unzips the bag, looks aroung inside it, and pulls out a tin of orange spray paint! Murray walks over to the side of the vehicle, then flips the lid off of the spray can. Murray then reaches over to the side of the Jeep and sprays "606" right across the windscreen in huge, orange letters. Murray then throws the can over his shoulder, zips up his bag, hooks it over his shoulder, and continues to the locker room area, laughing~
Smith: Andy Murray just vandalized Cyanide’s car!!!
Hood: That wasn’t cool!
Jones: Hell no it wasn’t!
~Suddenly the OCWTron comes on and we see backstage where Goldie is attacking Mark Kelley, who is laying in his dressing room, trying to recover. He pulls Kelley off of the couch and delivers Gold Rush to him right on the concrete floor on the outside. The fans start chanting “Goldie”~
Smith: What is going on?!
Hood: I dunno, but it looks like Goldie is taking care of the TV Champ before their match next week!
~Goldie stops and stands over Kelley and begins speaking through the OCWTron~
Goldie: Whazzupp!!! I know you people didn't actually think a PPV would be a PPV without Goldie. Well, tonight I had to just end this snorefest of a Television Title match.... I am the man who should be in the ring... I have just given you people a taste of what is to happen if you piss me off. I was sitting home Friday night watching television and a thought popped in my head... What the hell... Hold in the hell was there actually going to be a Television Title match without me. I mean... the least I could have did was been invited to watch the match. But no,,,, Dean and Mitch didn't want me to show because they know I would wreck havoc on these two... and you know what I did do that. (the fans cheer) Well I guess that Goldie is the new Television Champion because one I'm standing and two both Manic and Joey are down.... So... until you guys get up and whatever.... I will have this Television Title around my waist. If you want it, come get it.. I'm not hard to find.
~And with that, the OCWTron turns to black and we focus back on the announce table~
Smith: Man, what else could happen? Mark Kelley is seriously hurt and there is a tag team match coming up!!!
Hood: Damn, looks like they will be easy picking for Seventeen!
Jones: Yea, for sure!
Smith: Well, due to the injury to Mark Kelley, we have postponed the Tag Match until after the US Title match, so lets get to the ring for the Hazardous Ladder match!!!
~ “Awake” by Godsmack begins playing as the fans stand and cheer as Andy Murray makes his way down to the ring~
Warrick: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a Hazardous Ladder Match for the OCW United States Title!!! Introducing first, from Aberdeen, Scotland, standing 6’7” and weighing in at 270 lbs, he is the winner of Rookie’s Night Out……ANDY MURRAY!!!!!
~ “Points of Authority” by Linkin Park begins playing and the fans erupt as Silver Cyanide makes his way to the ring~
Warrick: And his opponent, from Boston, Massachusetts, standing 6’2” and weighing in at 230 lbs, he is the OCW United States Champion…….SILVER CYANIDE!!!!!
~The bell rings and both men look at each other. They then lock up in the center of the ring. Murray gets Cyanide in a side head lock, but Cyanide shoves him off into the ropes. Murray bounces off and Cyanide goes for a spinning heel kick. Murray ducks, bounces off again and goes flying at Cyanide, nailing him with a flying forearm~
Smith: Wow, what a move by Andy Murray and guys, to run down this match, there are three ladders out side by the ring. Two will break when you get to the top, only one will withstand the weight of either man!
Hood: Yea, thus “Hazardous” Ladder match!
Jones: Yea, smartass!
~Murray now goes to the outside of the ring and grabs one of the ladders. He checks it out and seems to think it is sturdy enough. And tosses it in the ring. Murray then gets in the ring and gets to his feet, but as he is doing so, Cyanide is back to his feet and he kicks Murray in the side of the head. Cyanide then grabs the head of Murray and delivers and X-Factor with Murray’s face smashing into the ladder~
Smith: Wow!! Great move there by Silver Cyanide, he damn near busted the face of RNO winner, Andy Murray!
Hood: Yea, it was a great move, gotta give him that!
Jones: Yea, these are without a doubt two of the hottest rookie’s in OCW!
Hood: You sick bastard!
Jones: Well…uhh…You know what I mean!!!
~Cyanide now grabs the ladder and sets it up in the middle of the ring, in front of Murray. Murray now is beginning to get to this feet. He does and the ladder is in front of him. Cyanide is now at the top turnbuckle, he then leaps off and delivers a missile drop kick to the ladder and the ladder crashes into Murray, throwing him through the ropes and to the outside~
Smith: What a move!!! What a move!!!
Hood: Damn, that was fuckin badass!
Jones: Sure was, he busted Andy Murray’s face all up!
~We see Murray laying on the ground with a stream of blood running down his face. Cyanide now goes back to the outside and grabs another one of the ladders and he brings it into the ring. He then takes it to the corner and Cyanide climbs to the top again and brings the ladder to the top rope with him. We see Murray at his feet, but stumbling around. Cyanide then throws the ladder at him, nailing him in the head and knocking him down. Murray is now laying on the floor with the ladder on top of him. Cyanide then leaps off and nails Murray with a Moonsault on the outside. Cyanide grabs his stomach in pain as Murray just sort of lays on the ground, not moving~
Smith: Silver Cyanide is crazy!!!
Hood: Hell yea, that guy fuckin rules!
Jones: Cyanide! Cyanide!
~Cyanide now gets to his feet and shakes off the pain from that move and grabs the ladder that is on top of Murray. He takes it off and sets it aside. He then pulls Murray to his feet and lifts him up in like a bear hug and then rams his back into the ring post. Murray grabs his back and falls to the ground~
Smith: Silver Cyanide is now dismantling Andy Murray!
Hood: Yea, he is really beating the crap out of the RNO winner!
Jones: Sure is!
~Cyanide now picks Murray to his feet and whips him the length of the ring into a steel barricade, but Murray reverses and Cyanide goes flying into the steel railing. Murray then, still holding his back, pulls Cyanide up and punches him, but Cyanide punches him back and they start trading punches up the entry way and all the way where the third ladder is standing. Murray kicks Cyanide in the gut, and shoves the ladder into the side of Cyanide’s head, causing him to fall to the ground~
Smith: Great move there by Andy Murray, but where in the hell are they going?
Hood: You got me man, I have no clue!
Jones: No telling!
~Murray now goes to pull Cyanide to his feet, but he kicks Murray in the head, Cyanide then gets to his feet and begins walking towards the curtain. Murray shakes his head, grabs the ladder and chases him back there. The camera follows Murray as he walks through the curtain and a long way down a hall way, not seeing Cyanide. Then we here a yell and we see Cyanide leaping off a high shelf, trying for a double axe handle. But Murray uses the ladder to smack Cyanide in the head, causing him to fall hard on the concrete floor~
Smith: Wow!! What a great decision on the part of Andy Murray!
Hood: Good thing he did that, cause Silver Cyanide was coming at him fast and hard!
Jones: Sure was!
~Murray now sets up the ladder about ten feet away from where Cyanide is laying. He then lifts Cyanide up to his feet and whips him towards the ladder. Cyanide goes flying into the ladder head first and makes a huge crash. He falls to the ground, holding his head and we can see small spots of blood on the floor from the impact~
Smith: Wow!! Silver Cyanide hit that ladder pretty damn hard!
Hood: Yea, the RNO winner, Andy Murray is really showing his stuff right now!
Jones: Yea, sure is….Go Andy Murray!!!
~Murray now grabs Cyanide and then begins to drag him back to ringside. He drags him through the walk way and through the curtain and we hear the crowd cheer loudly as they are back at ringside. Murray then tosses Cyanide back into the ring, Cyanide rolls back in right next to one of the ladders. Murray then climbs to the top and leaps off for an elbow onto Cyanide, but Cyanide rolls out of the way and puts the ladder in his place and Murray’s elbow lands right on the ladder, and he begins rolling around, holding his elbow in pain~
Smith: Ouch!!! Talk about hurting your funny bone!
Hood: Shit man, that had to hurt!
Jones: It hurt me just watching!
~Silver Cyanide now gets to his feet and pulls Murray to his. He then lifts Murray up and drops him with Silver Lining right on the ladder laying in the ring. The fans cheer loudly as Cyanide gets to his feet and rips the ladder out from underneath Murray. He sets it up in the middle of the ring and then starts to climb~
Smith: If this ladder holds, then Silver Cyanide will have successfully retained!
Hood: Yea, hold damn it, HOLD!!!
Jones: No!! Go Murray!
~Cyanide gets half way up the ladder and looks around cautiously, to see if it going to hold, so far so good. Cyanide then starts climbing faster and faster and gets to the top, reaches up and then the ladder crumbles to pieces and Cyanide falls to the mat hard~
Smith: It was a faulty ladder!!!!
Hood: Oh man, that look like it hurt!
Jones: Of course it did!!
~We see Murray laying on his face and we see him grab one of the rungs from the ladder that had broken off. Cyanide is now at his feet, shaking off the fall. He grabs Murray by the hair and begins to pull him to his feet, but Murray smacks him in the head with the rung and Cyanide falls to the mat and we see more blood begin to flow from the cut in his forehead~
Smith: Wow!! Andy Murray using the broken pieces of the ladder as his weapons!
Hood: Yea, very smart man!
Jones: Indeed!
Smith: Hey!!! That is my line!
Jones: Sorry bro!
~Murray now gets to his feet and begins to stomp away on the body of Cyanide as he is laying in the middle of the ring, looking pretty damn beat up. Murray then goes to the outside where the other ladder is laying. Murray lifts it up and then throws it in the ring, over the top rope. He gets in the ring and lifts it up over his head. Cyanide is on all fours, getting to his feet. Murray then slams the ladder right into the back of Cyanide, causing him to fall to the mat again. Murray then sets the ladder up under the US Title~
Smith: Is Andy Murray gonna risk it?
Hood: Well dumbass, if he wants to win, then he kind of has to!
Jones: Yea Smith!
~Murray though sees that Cyanide is getting up again. He walks over to him, kicks him in the gut and delivers Highland Hangover to Cyanide right on top of a pile of broken metal from the ladder. Cyanide grabs his face in pain as we see blood covering his hands. Murray then starts to climb the ladder~
Smith: This is it! New US Champ!
Hood: Yea, I agree, Silver Cyanide is pretty beat up and this ladder looks like it is going to hold!
Jones: Come on Murray!
~Murray now starts climbing the ladder and he is half way up and the ladder starts to shake. Murray gets near the top and it is about to give way and is starting to break. Murray hurries up and leaps off the top at the titles as the ladder crumbles to the ground. Murray hands onto the wire holding the belts up and is hanging from them. We see Cyanide see Murray up there, trying to get the belt off, but still trying to hold on. Cyanide now gets to the top rope looks up and Murray and leaps off. He is able to barely reach his feet and grabs them. His weight takes both men down and he yanks Murray down and Murray lands right on his head and Cyanide lands on his backside very awkwardly and starts holding it in pain~
Smith: Oh My Goodness!!!! I can’t believe what I’ve seen!
Hood: Andy Murray was just inches away from being the new champ!
Jones: Yea, such a travesty!
~Cyanide shakes off the pain and stands up and looks up at the US Title and sees no ladder. He looks confused and then remembers they had left one in the back. He rolls his eyes and then leaves the ring and heads to the back, looking for that other ladder. Meanwhile, Murray is in the ring knocked out cold. The camera then follows Cyanide as he walks through the locker room, down the hall way and into the area where the ladder is laying. He picks it up and carries it back through the locker room~
Smith: Of all the ladders, that is the one that isn’t hazardous!
Hood: Yea, he’d better get back before Andy Murray wakes up!
Jones: Yea, this is taking too long!
~Cyanide comes through the curtain with the ladder and the crowd cheers loud at the sight of him, he gets in the ring with the ladder and then sets it up under the title. He then slowly begins to climb the ladder and we see Murray beginning to sit up~
Smith: Andy Murray is getting up! Hurry Cyanide! Hurry!
Hood: Yea, he doesn’t have much time.
Jones: That’s for sure!
~Murray gets to his feet and sees Cyanide who is half way up the ladder. Murray then grabs a long part of a ladder that shattered and smashes it against the back of Cyanide. Murray then begins to climb up the other side, opposite of Murray. Both men are now at the top of the ladder and are exchanging punches~
Smith: What is going to happen! Who is going to win?!?!
Hood: I dunno, but stop spazzing out!
Jones: For real man!
~Murray starts getting in more punches than Cyanide and has him dazed. Murray then gets at the very top of the ladder and shoves his foot in the face of Cyanide. Cyanide though shoves it off of his face. Cyanide climbs one more rung. Murray tries to shove is foot in the face of Cyanide again, but Cyanide grabs his leg this time, lifts him up and drops him with Silver Lining from the top of the ladder. Murray falls all the way to the mat and his head and neck land across the ring rope, damn near decapitating him. Cyanide though, was able to keep the ladder standing and reaches up, takes the belt down, jumps off the ladder and is curled up in the ring, holding his US Title, the bell rings~
Warrick: Here is your winner……AND STILL OCW UNITED STATES CHAMPION…..SILVER CYANIDE!!!!!
Smith: Oh Man!!! Andy Murray is seriously hurt and Silver Cyanide is still the United States champion!
Hood: Damn man, what a fucking match! What a fucking night and we still got four badass matches to go!
Jones: Damn straight!
Pete "Pornstar" Parker is backstage, in a dressing room. The room is grand, there is a huge Canopy Bed, the canopy says Sex and Violence all over it, with with Black letters and a red background. As the camera pans in, there is a beautiful looking lady there, wearing a leather mask, and tight shorts. The hair has been tucked into the mask, which is oversized. Pete is smiling and has a mic.
Pete: Welcome to the very first edition of X Rated, the show that will leave all other shows in the dust. Tonight my special guest on X Rated, is Melanie from the New Wave. Melanie would talk to you all, but she's a little tongue tied at the moment. Now for the slight of heart, I'd go pop some popcorn, get a soda and leave the room for about the next half an hour to an hour, because I promise this will be the highlight of the night. Now New Wave, I know you two clowns are searching for me, and I know you think your going to find me, before I can ravage your wonderful looking manager, but there are well over 128 rooms in this place, and they are pretty scattered. No wait, its 128 on the other side, and 129 on this side. Now on with the show.
Pete walks over to a table, and clicks the play button on the machine, as the soft tender music starts to play. Pete climbs onto the bed, Melanie is handcuffed to the bed, her feet are tied off with satin ropes. Pete takes out a huge knife, cutting up her shirt, cutting off her New Wave T-shirt. Pete fondles her breasts through her bra, then gives her a kiss on the mask. The mouth portion is zipped up, and Melanie is thrashing around trying to get free. Pete shows her the knife, and she settles down. Pete cuts off her tight jean shorts, pulling them from underneath her and throwing them against the wall. Pete slowly removes his shirt, and throws it to the floor.
Cutlass: What the hell, Pete can't do this, its rape, come Joey lets find this sick fucker.
Cornona: You look on one side, and I'll look on the other, lets find him before he can harm Melanie.
Pete smiling into the camera, takes the knife and cuts through the panties, revealing a beautifully shaved pussy. Pete rubs his hands into her pussy, rubbing up and down, Melanie starts to flinch with each touch, but starts to settle down, as Pete goes down, and uses his tongue on her little man in the boat. He starts to lick faster and faster, Melanie moans through her gag, and Pete takes note, as he inserts to fingers into her pussy, and starts to work them in and out, faster and faster. Melanie is really enjoying this now, and arches her back to the pleasure. Pete works diligently, quickly bringing Melanie to an Orgasm. Pete smiling as he lifts his head, and moves up to her breasts. Pete takes the large knife, and cuts off the bra, throwing it to the floor.
Chris: That sick bastard, I'm going to kill him, he will not live to get his tag team title match.
Pete starts to lick on the nipples, he works from one to the other, back and forth, non stop. Pete, then grabs a box on the table next to the bed, laying it on the bed, and opening it, and removing a bottle with some black looking liquid. Pete opens the jar, and pours chochlate syrup onto her heaving breasts, then starts licking it off, slowly at first, then quickens his pace. Pete takes out a stawberry, biting into it, and rubbing the juice from the strawberry on her tomach, going all the way to where her nicely shaven pussy hair begins. Pete licks some of it up, but leaves some, as he slips off the bed, closing his box and putting it back on the table. Pete removes his pants, and is totally naked, climbing up on the bed. Pete climbs on top of Melanie, and inserts slowly, teasing her with just the head, then pushing in, he goes about 3/4 the way in, and hits bottom. Pete works her in and out, slowly stroking her, then he goes faster and faster.
Joey opens a door into a dressing room, where Big Bifford is there watching the show Pete is putting on, Joey looks disgusted as Biff is mumbling, she's no Martha Stewart.
Joey: No, he can't do this, somebody stop this, where is security. She isn't down with this, someone find him.
Cutlass goes into a dressing room, and Seventeen, The boys are watching wide eyed and not moving an inch. Johnny says "I wonder if the Eiffel Tower is in there. Jeffery is just watching unbelieving what he is witnessing. Cutlass goes over and starts to cut the monitor off, when they both stand up and look him out of the room, retaking their seats, getting quiet again.
Pete is really slamming home now, in and out, and in and out. He is banging away with all his might. Melanie seems to be enjoying this, as Pete takes the knife and cuts the satin bonds on her legs, as she wraps her legs around his waist, pushing and urging him to pound her even more. The Cameraman wipes his forehead, but keeps the camera trained. Pete takes her right leg, and flips her onto her side from the waist down. Pete inserts again from the side, pushing and pushing, Melanie enjoying it more and more. Pete continues to ravish her, when he starts to feel it, Pete with a few more strokes, withdrawls to explode all over her. Pete grabbing a towel, wipes her clean, then hears someone slamming into the locked door. Pete gets up, grabs his sweatpants, putting them on, he turns and kissed her on the mask, and tosses the handcuff key on her stomach, puts on his shirt. The front of the shirt shows the New Wave, and on the back, as he exits through a back door, says, Melanie just went to Heaven!
Cutlass and Corona meet at the door on it says Pete's Playhouse. They both start pounding on the door, desperately trying to get in, as Pete who has left the room, is watching from around the corner. They both step back, and come charging to the door, it flies open.
Pete: Thus ends the first X Rated show at OCW. Now watch the climatic conclusion as I get ready for my match.
They rush in, and see her still handcuffed to the bed. Joey grabs the handcuff key, and unlocks both handcuffs. Chris undoes the tie up mask, and pulls it off, the shock on both of their faces tells the whole story. Pete meanwhile stops by another dressing room, opening the door, he looks in on Melanie, and tells her she is free to go. Melanie looks shocked, as she had no monitor in the room. Pete just starts whistling as he heads down the hallway to Corporal Punishment Locker room. Back in the room, the girl, speaks.
Shandra: Suprise guys. You know I told Pete this would never work, but he said we had very similiar bodies. Has does it feel to be tortured by a Pornstar huh, and hell I never thought I would do a porn scene at a live PPV wrestling event, this is a first in Wrestling History, but what can I say, Pete is a great director.
Melanie walks into the room, and sees Chris and Joey on the bed with a naked lady, who looks like she just went through something. Shandra reaches out and kisses both guys, guiding their hands to her breasts, they both seem mystified, and as Joey looks up, and locks eyes with Melanie, he is horrified, as she leaves them both in the room, slamming the broken door.
Pete: Gotta love when everything comes together like this, I might get a Porn Oscar for this one.
~The camera then cuts back to the announce table~
Smith: What in the hell is going on tonight!! First the debacle with Syren and Scoot Time and now this!
Hood: Well, they weren’t kidding when they named this No Limits, shit man! Uhh, you okay over there Jones?
Jones: Uhh…yea….I’m fine guys, lets call the next match!
Smith: Okay guys, it’s time for the OCW World Tag Team Title match!!!
~ “Smells Like Teen Spirit” by Nirvana starts up and the fans go absolutely crazy as they see Seventeen make their way to the ring area~
Warrick: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a TLC match, and it is for the OCW World Tag Team Titles!!!! Introducing first, at a total combined weight of 345 lbs…….SEVENTEEN!!!!!
~ “Clint Eastwood” by Gorrillaz hits and the fans give a mixed reaction as they see Pete Parker, all sweaty and Mark Kelley, looking very injured and very tired, make their way to the ring~
Warrick: And their opponents, at a total combined weight of 509 lbs……..SEX AND VIOLENCE!!!!!
~The bell rings and we have Elite starting it out with Parker. They lock up and Parker whips Elite into the ropes, Elite bounces off and Parker goes for a clothesline, but Elite ducks. Parker then turns around and Elite starts jabbing away at him. He has Parker staggering back into the ropes and he whips Parker off them. Parker shoots across the ring, bounces off the ropes again and Elite nails him with a cross body~
Smith: Great, quick start to this Tag Team Title match!
Hood: Yea, when you get two athletes like Pete Parker and Johnny Elite in the ring, you can expect nothing but pure athleticism!
Jones: Damn, great take on that Hood!
Hood: Just showing you two how a real broadcaster does his job!
~Elite now gets up and tags James in. James comes in and starts kicking away on Parker as he is on the ground. Meanwhile we see Kelley get off the apron and grab a ladder and toss it in the ring. James gets it though, lifts it up and whacks Parker in the face with it~
Smith: Dumb move there by Mark Kelley!
Hood: Yup, totally set his partner up with that move!
Jones: He must not be all there after he nearly got choked the hell out by Joey Corona!
~Kelley then grabs a table and slides it in the ring, he then gets on the apron, but Elite gets in the ring, runs at him and nails him with an elbow that sends him to the floor~
Smith: Great move there by Johnny Elite, takes Mark Kelley out of the match for now!
Hood: Yea, take that Maniac out of this match!
Jones: He is already hurting too!
~James now picks up the table and goes to set it up in the ring, he does and then he pulls Parker to his feet. He lays him on the table and punches him a couple of times. James then sets the ladder up in the corner and Elite climbs up to the top, so does James. Elite then puts his foot in one of James hands and James catapults him through the air and at the table. Parker though, rolls out of the way and Elite goes crashing through the table~
Smith: Pete Parker moved!!! Johnny Elite is broken in half!
Hood: Man, poor Johnny Elite!
Jones: Yea, that was hideous!
~Parker now gets up and drop kicks the ladder as James is still at the top and the when Parker drop kicks the ladder it sends James over the top rope and crashing down to the outside~
Smith: Pete Parker just took care of both Johnny Elite and Jeffery James!
Hood: Yup, now it’s time for him to climb that ladder and get those titles!
Jones: Go Parker!
~Parker grabs the ladder and sets it up in the middle of the ring. He begins climbing it, he gets half way up when we see Elite getting to his feet. Parker gets near the top and starts to reach for the titles, but Elite is at his feet and starts to push the ladder. Parker begins to lose his balance. Elite then gives the ladder a super kick and the ladder tips over and Parker fall all the way to the outside and lands on Kelley~
Smith: Ahh!!! What a move by Johnny Elite!
Hood: Yea and Pete Parker took Mark Kelley out again!
Jones: Man, so close and now so far!
~We now see James on the outside, he pulls Parker off of Kelley, picks him up and slams him back down to the concrete. James starts stomping on Parker. He then pulls Parker to his feet again and whips him right into the steel ring post. James then charges at Parker, but Parker ducks and James runs head first into the steel ring post~
Smith: Bad move there by Jeffery James!
Hood: Yup, he had Pete Parker where he wanted him, but just messed up and got over anxious!
Jones: Headache city man!
~Parker now gets to his feet and looks in the ring as Elite is beginning to climb the ladder. Parker gets in the ring and walks up to the ladder which Elite is half way up. Parker grabs the legs of Elite, yanks him off the ladder with a powerbomb. Elite’s head snaps back very hard~
Smith: Man, great move there by Pete Parker!
Hood: Sure was, man that was whiplash city!
Jones: Hell yea it was!
~We now see James back up on the outside and he is setting up a stack of tables. He has three tables on top of three tables and now slides into the ring. He grabs Parker, who is half way up the ladder and begins to punch him. Parker falls off the ladder onto his back~
Smith: Great save there by Jeffery James!
Hood: Man, who is going to grab those damn belts?!
Jones: I don’t know, it is going to be pretty damn close!
~We now see Elite begin to climb the ladder on one side. We see Parker look up and he starts climbing the opposite side. James now gets on the same side as Parker and begins to climb along with him. All three men now get to the top and start to hammer on Parker. Parker though starts to sway the ladder and all three men begin to lose their balance. The ladder then tilts and falls over and all three men go crashing all the way down through the six tables on the outside, the crowd goes crazy~
Smith: All three men have to be broken in half!
Hood: Damn man, that was cool!
Jones: Sure as hell was!
~For a minute there is no movement in the ring, but then we see Mark Kelley slide in. He grabs the ladder and sets it up. He then begins to climb it as all the other men are laying down outside of the ring. Kelley gets to the top, reaches up and yanks down the titles and the bell rings~
Warrick: Here are your winners…….AND NEW OCW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS……SEX AND VIOLENCE!!!!!
Smith: Sex and Violence win the tag titles!
Hood: Damn, great match, great team!
Jones: I can’t believe Mark Kelley is the guy who got the titles!
Smith: Yea, me neither!
~The screen suddenly goes to a moment of static, then to a dark room, which appears to be a broom closet. Standing just feet away from the camera is The Big Bifford. He looks on, beyond the camera, as if in a world of his own. He speaks low, in a more soft tone then normal~
Bifford: “You know.. A lot has lead me in this path, and a lot will lead me after this, win or lose. I’m going to go out there and give beyond my best. I know I’m not as athletic as Fenix, I know I’m not a maniac like Crimson, but the last few days I’ve spoken about Fate, and that’s all I’ve got going for me. For the first time since my debut to the wrestling world I’m nervous. I’m not afraid of you and your fire Crimson, and I’m definitely not afraid of you Fenix, you piece of garbage. I’m afraid of what I’m going to do when I get out there.”
~Bifford’s voice gets louder as he continues to speak, and anger is the only way to describe his facial expression~
Bifford: “I’m going to do something crazy, because I have to. I’m not better then Fenix. I’m not better then Crimson. And that drives me crazy! So, I’m going to go out there, do something crazy and win the damn Intercontinental Title. And why? Because I’m equal to my opponents, and I’m the one who’s fate is the Intercontinental Title. I’m winning because it’s what is supposed to happen. Bifford, The New Intercontinental Champion. It has a nice ring to it. And although these fans don’t like me, and want to see Fenix retain or see someone set on fire, they aren’t going to get that, because Bifford is going to win. And this message is to the fans, If you don’t like me, that’s too bad ‘cause I’m going to take the title and shove it down your damn throats until you like me. It’s time, Fenix, the last grain of sand from the hour glass has dropped.”
~Bifford pushes the camera man out of the way and walks out of the room. There is a moment of static and then the picture returns to the announce table ~
Smith: The Big Bifford is ready to win that IC Title.
Hood: Shit man, I believe him when he says he is doing something crazy!
Jones: Me too, he is whacked out!
Smith: Well, lets find out right now, lets get to the Street Fight for the Intercontinental Title!
OCW Intercontinental Title Match
Street Fight
Fenix (8-4-1) vs Tommy Crimson (8-1) vs The Big Bifford (6-1-1)
Warrick: The next match will be an OCW Street Fight for the Intercontinental Championship! First comming to the ri.. wha?
~The camera cuts to the locker room area to show that Tommy Crimson has already jumped Fenix from behind.~
Smith: Damn! This match has already begun!
Jones: Seems like just about every match on this pay-per-view card is sick, twisted and demented!
~Crimson tosses Fenix over the couch and then continues to beat on him with vicious lefts and rights. Tommy picks up a vase and busts it over Fenix's head as Fenix begins to bleed all over the place. Crimson goes over to the door and locks it from the inside.~
Brian Hulin: Now I'm tired of seeing this sissy-ass Silvergeek crying about his f*cking midget!
Hood: He just locked the door! Isn't the reason for having a street fight having the fight in the STREET?!
Jones: Well it looks like Crimson wants to take all the glory for himself, you got to wounder where The Big Bifford is right about now!
Smith: It looks like Crimson is just playing with Fenix! Stop this brutality at once!!
~Crimson irish whips Fenix into the door, and as he comes flying back hits him with the Bloody Tears DDT! Suddenly a banging can be heard at the door.
Smith: Sounds like someone is trying to break in?!
~Suddenly a large crash is heard as The Big Bifford smashes the door down and falls on top of Crimson.~
Hood: The Big Bifford just knocked down the door! Ohh my god! This guy has to be huge!
Smith: And strong! Don't forget The Big Bifford is one of the strongest men to ever enter the OCW.. he has a large advantage over the other two wrestlers!
Jones: Damn, look at that guy, you ain't kidding!
~Bifford grabs Fenix and belly-to-belly suplexes him to the hallway. Bifford then lifts the smashed door up and tosses Crimson out to the hallway as well. As Bifford fallows, he gets welcomed by Fenix and a fire extinguisher to the face! As Bifford grabs his eyes, Fenix and Crimson go for a double drop kick to send the big man down. Crimson then grabs Fenix and hits him with a vertical suplex on top of Bifford.~
Hood: Well ladies and gentelmen, we have now moved into the hallway!
Smith: Yeah, their getting closer and closer to the actual street as we speak!
~All three men get back up, as Bifford chases after Fenix, and Fenix chases after Crimson. Crimson hits the EXIT doors and then slams the doors right in Fenix's face! Bifford then hits Fenix with a splash, and Bifford goes for the pin while Crimson is standing outside.~
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Hood: Damn, Crimson is catching his breath and we almost had one man eliminated!
Smith: Yeah, just remember, TWO men have to get pinned for one man to win the match. Fenix does not have to be pinned to loose his title!
Jones: Umm.. well he kinda does, cause Bifford can't exactly pin himself, and if two men have to..
Hood: SHUT UP!
~Now all three men are in the back alley of the arena as Bifford and Fenix are punching Crimson, like playing a human game of pong. Bifford finally grows tired of the game and clotheslines both men.... but as Bifford has his back turned, Crimson nails him with a block of cement to the back of the head. Crimson goes for the pin.~
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Hood: Bifford almost lost his chances to leave tonight as the new I-C champion! Seems all three of these men are willing to put it all on the line tonight!
Smith: Yeah, and that block of cement couldn't have felt very good!
~Fenix grabs Crimson and sends him flying into a dumpster... then Fenix turns around and fights with Bifford. Fenix and Bifford start slugging at each other, then Bifford nails Fenix with a headbutt. Bifford picks Fenix up and begins to millitary press him and then tosses him in the dumpster with Crimson.~
Hood: Two thirds of this match is in the trash! Bifford has the advantage right now!
Smith: Look at Bifford's strength! He's pushing that dumpster out of the alleyway!
~Bifford begins pushing the dumpster out of the alley and towards the front of the arena! Hundreds of fans are outside watching and chanting 'OCW! OCW! OCW!' as Bifford sends the dumpster into traffic.~
Hood: OHH MY GOD!! That dumpster just got nailed by that school bus! This match has turned into a trafic accedent!
~Crimson and Fenix climb out of the dented dumpster and start to brawl across the street from the arena. Bifford starts making his way towards them as it seems like the traffic stops for the big man. Crimson and Fenix are fighting on the sidewalk. Fenix tosses a wire trash can at Crimson, and Crimson catches it, and then gets sent down tot he ground with a devistating dropkick! Bifford makes his way towards Fenix and grabs him in a bearhug from behind. Crimson makes his way back to his feat and then goes behind Bifford, jumps on his back, and hooks him in a sleeper.~
Smith: Damn! Bifford has Fenix, and Crimson is trying to get Bifford! But I dont think this is a very good idea on the part of Crimson!
Jones: Yeah I have an idea this isn't gonna be too pretty!
~Bifford lets go of Fenix and then falls backwards to smash Crimson behind him. Crimson's legs and arms are kicking, as if the life is leaving his body.~
Smith: Holy Shit man! That was a 475 lbs man smashing Crimson! But look at Fenix!
Jones: What's Fenix doing?!
~Fenix grabs an old lady's walker and jabs Bifford in the ribs, and then clocks Crimson across his head! Fenix tosses the walker into the street and picks Crimson up and hits him with the Fenix Finale! The old lady is on her back twitching as Fenix goes for the pin..~
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~Bifford makes his way back up and tosses Fenix out of the way and then picks Crimson up. Bifford signals to the crowd across the street, then nails Crimson with "The Biff End" Jumping Piledriver. Bifford goes for the pin...~
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Smith: Crimson has been eliminated with that Jumping Piledriver!! Ohh my god! Now their are only two men!
Jones: Yeah, I thought Crimson had a shot, but I guess he just couldn't kick out of that!
~As Crimson is laid out cold, Bifford gets back up and tosses Fenix back into traffic. The two men fight back across the street towards the arena. As dozens of cars squeel onto their breaks, Bifford and Fenix make their way back to the front of the arena.~
Smith: These two guys are headed back towards the arena! What a MATCH! But what about poor Crimson? Are they gonna just leave him over there?
Jones: Well, I'm sure when Crimson wakes up, he'll make his way over here, but as of right now he's out of the match!
~Bifford irish whips Fenix back towards the fans, and then smashes him with a sidekick to the face! Bifford picks Fenix back up and then sends him flying through the glass windows in front of the arena!~
Hood: Damn! Fenix was just sent through that window, and look at Bifford, he's taking the door all the way around and is picking Fenix back up!
~Fenix rakes Bifford in the eyes and then nails him with a swinging DDT. Fenix then rolls a trash can towards Bifford, and helps it out with a baseball slide nailing Bifford! Both men make their way up as Bifford is following Fenix back into the arena! The fans begin going nuts!!~
Hood: They were in the arena, then they were out, but now they are fighting through the fans making their way back down the the ring! Oh my god! This match has been all over the place!
~As Fenix and Bifford fight through the crowd, Bifford grabs a guy's beer and splashes it in the eyes of Fenix, and then suplexes Fenix! Bifford picks Fenix up and slings him over his shoulder as he climbs over the turnbuckle and right to ringside!!!~
Smith: Well fans, this maybe hard to figure out at home, but this is the first time these two men have even been this close to the ring all night!
Jones: Yeah, but I think they kicked each other's asses just about everywhere else in the arena! This match started out with three, then with two.. and soon it will be ONE!!
~Bifford rams Fenix's right directly into the turnbuckle, as Fenix screams out in pain. Bifford goes for it again, but Fenix slips out, and Bifford goes head first into the pole! Fenix enters the ring, and Bifford fallows. Fenix goes for a kick, but Bifford catches his foot, and clotheslines him. Now Bifford is climbing up the turnbuckles.~
Smith: I think Bifford is dilusional, he's going to the tope rope?!
Jones: No, Bifford knows this is PPV, this is the big show, he knows if he wants to put Fenix away, hes gonna have to hit him with something big!!
~Bifford jumps with a swanton bomb, and then goes for the pin!~
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Hood: GOOD GOD!!! I have never seen a whale fly!! I have seen everything now! I could die tonight and be happy!!
Smith: WOW! Bifford went to the air and didn't kill anybody!!!
Jones: Well Bifford went for the big move, and now gave Fenix the advantage as Fenix makes his way back to his feet...
~Bifford and Fenix lock up again, and begin to brawl. Bifford irish whips Fenix into the turnbuckle and then climbs back to the top rope, but this time as he leaps Fenix catches him with the Fenix Finale!!! Fenix goes for the pin...~
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Warrick: ...and STILL your OCW Intercontinental Champion FENIX!!!!!!!!!!!!
~Warrick hands Fenix the I-C belt, as Fenix raises it high into the air. The camera cuts back to the commentator's table.~
Smith: Fenix did it!!! He retained his title!
Hood: I can’t believe that, he was able to outlast both Tommy Crimson and The Big Bifford! Incredible title defense!
Jones: Go Fenix!
Smith: Well guys, why stop the action now? It’s time for the Double Hell in a Cell for the World Hardcore Title….can Silverfreak regain his title or will Brian Hulin put loss number two on the Freak?
Hood: I should kick your ass for asking such a moronic question!
OCW World Hardcore Title Match
Double Hell in a Cell
Brian "Hardcore" Hulin (2-1) vs Silverfreak (18-1)
Warrick: Our next match will be for the OCW World Hardcore Championship and will be in a DOUBLE Hell in a Cell!
~Both of the cages lower down on top of the ring... "Sorry Mrs Jackson" by Outkast begins to blare over the PA System as Brian "Hardcore" Hulin makes his way down to the ring with the OCW Hardcore title in his hand.~
Smith: Doesn't the champion usually come out second?
Jones: Well Brian must think Silverfreak's not gonna show up! If the freak stays in the back, then Hulin will be going home with that Hardcore title!
Warrick: Ladies and gentelmen from Lake Charles, Louisiana the OCW World Hardcore Champion... Brian "Hardcore" Hulin!!!!!
~Brian enters both cells and gets in the ring... he grabs Warrick's mic, and begins to speak.~
Brian Hulin: Now I'm tired of seeing this sissy-ass Silvergeek crying about his f*cking midget!
~The crowd begins to chant 'FREAK! FREAK! FREAK!'~
Brian Hulin: Shut up! Now we all know Silverfreak hasn't got the BALLS to come down here and fight me.. so lets just raise my hand so I can get out of this plac...
~Suddenly "Lets Go All the Way" By ICP begins to blare over the PA System as we see the lime green letters F-R-E-A-K spelled out on the OCW-a-tron. Silverfreak runs down to the ring, and begins slugging it out with Hulin. The ref calls for the match to begin as Warrick leaves both cells.~
Hood: It's Silverfreak! I told you that crazy bastard would come out here and give all you people a good show tonight!!!
Jones: Yeah, but Hulin looks like he's taking control, Silverfreak just got an early punch in.
Smith: Hulin got that Hardcore title for a reason, lets not count him out yet!
~Silverfreak goes for a clothesline, but Hulin ducks and wacks Silverfreak across the chin with a side kick. Hulin picks Silverfreak up by the hair, lifts him up for a suplex, and then drops him with a DDT! Hulin then slides to the outside of the ring and looks underneath the ring.~
Smith: Looks like Hulin is looking for some hardcore toys!
~Hulin grabs a chair and slides back in the ring. He tosses the chair at Silverfreak and then spears Silverfreak and the chair. Both men are down on the mat. Silverfreak makes his way up first, and then irish whips Hulin into the corner, reversal and then Silverfreak gets sent into the turnbuckle. Hulin reaches down into his tights and pulls out some brass knuckles and begins to punch Silverfreak in the face. 1..2..3..4..5..6.. Hulin gets off Silverfreak as the freak drops down to the mat and Hulin laughs. Hulin picks up Silverfreak, tosses him into the ropes and then gives him a devistating clothesline.~
Hood: Looks like Hulin is just playing with Silverfreak.. and neither man has even left the first cage!
Smith: Thats right, to win this match, you have to make your way through BOTH cages to the outside. Gotta wounder if Silverfreak is really in the mental condition to wrestle tonight.
Jones: Is Silverfreak really EVER in the mental condition to wrestle?!
~Hulin kicks Silverfreak in the ribs as Silverfreak screams out in pain. Hulin grabs the steel chair and begins to wack Silverfreak across the nugget over and over and over again. Hulin tosses the the chair out of the ring, and then climbs up to the middle turnbuckle and drops a big leg on Silverfreak. Hulin goes for the pin, but then notices their is no pins in this match, so he puts Silverfreak in a figure-four leg lock. After several moments, Silverfreak turns it around, and then Hulin releases.~
Hood: A figure four in hardcore match? Thats like Martha Stewert doing a striptease!
Smith: Better not let Bifford hear you say that!
~Hulin whips Silverfreak into the ropes, but Silverfreak ducks and hits him with a Lou Thez press. Silverfreak punches Hulin in the head over and over again as the crowd pops. Silverfreak climbs to the top rope and nails Hulin with a moonsault!! Silverfreak goes to the outside and starts to toss all kinds of hardcore weapons into the ring! Pool sticks, keyboards, stable guns, metal poles. Everything and the kitchen sink has been tosses in a Silverfreak grabs the pool stick and jabs it right into Hulin's crotch.~
Hood: Two balls in the corner pocket Smith! Haha.. I never knew Silverfreak played pool?
Smith: Seems the freak has gotten his second wind!
Jones: Well whatever he got, it seems to be working!
~Silverfreak leaves the first cell as Hulin fallows. Silverfreak grabs Hulin by his head and grinds it up agianst the last cage. Hulin gives Silverfreak an elbow to the ribs, and then irish whips Silverfreak into the first cage. Hulin begins to climb up to the top of the first cell, and then jumps but Silverfreak doges and Hulin hits the cement outside hard. Silverfreak tosses Hulin through the cage door back towards the ring.~
Hood: Silverfreak is inches away from winning back the Hardcore title!
Smith: Yeah, why isn't he going for it?!
~Silverfreak goes back towards Hulin, but Hulin gives him a thumb in the eye and then tries to lock in the Driller, but Silverfreak reveses it into a Sideshow Strangala!~
Hood: Sideshow Strangala!!!
Smith: ..and it looks like Silverfreak is headed to the last cage door!
~Silverfreak walks out of both cages as the ref calls for the bell!~
Warrick: and the NEW OCW WORLD HARDCORE CHAMPION... SILVERFREAK!!!!!!!
Hood: Silverfreak did it! Now Silverfreak is a THREE time Hardcore champion! But what's this?
~Brian Hulin wacks Silverfreak in the back as Silverfreak is handed the OCW Hardcore title. Hulin picks Silverfreak back up by his hair, and swing, but Silverfreak catches the chair and bangs Hulin back, making him hit himself. Freak whips Hulin into the cage and then put him in Rigga Mortis.~
Hood: Rigga Mortis! Rigga Mortis!!!
~As Hulin screams, Silverfreak continues to apply preasure. The ref goes over to Silverfreak trying to pull him off, but Silverfreak ain't letting go!~
Smith: Silverfreak is gonna break this guy's neck! He isn't getting any air..
Jones: Ohh my.. I just saw Hulin's eyes roll into the back of his head! Silverfreak has to let go!!
~Hulin has totally passed out now, as Silverfreak pulls back on Rigga Mortis one more time. The crowd has gone silent now as several refs are down ringside yelling for Silverfreak to let go.~
Smith: Come on Freak! He isn't worth it! Your gonna get yourself suspended!!
Jones: Well here comes the bosses!
~President Dean and Commissioner Cheasy M run down to the action and try to talk to Silverfreak.~
Dean: Silverfreak! Stop this shit!
Cheasy M: Hey, Freak.. don't do this.. don't make us do it!
Silverfreak: FUCK YOU!!!
~Silverfreak pulls back even harder as sickening bone cracking sounds can be heard.~
Dean: Silverfreak, stop this bullshit right now or your contract will be terminated!!
~Silverfreak lets go of Rigga Mortis grabs the OCW Hardcore title. He looks at Dean and Cheasy M weirdly, as Dean and Cheasy walk back towards the locker room area. We then see Freak in the ring with his new hardcore title when the lights suddenly go out. We hear a few noises and then the lights come back on and we see Silverfreak laid out in the middle of the ring with his Hardcore title missing~
Smith: Silverfreak is the new Hardcore champ, but where is the Hardcore title, who took it?!
Hood: How the fuck would I know!
Jones: I third it!
Hood: Your such a fuckin nerd!
Smith: Well, we have to find this out! This is not good, the Freak is hurt! Damn…well it’s time for the Ultimate Iron match…I can’t believe someone stole his title!
*The fans stand at attention as a spotlight shines up to the rafters on the three cages that will be brought down in a matter of moments. Warrick stands in the middle of the ring, microphone in hand, and begins the ring introductions.*
Warrick: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is an ULTIMATE IRON MATCH for the #1 contendership to the OCW World Heavyweight Championship!! Two men, three cages. The only way to win is to escape all three cages and have both feet touch the floor on the outside of the ring before your opponent!! And now, introducing the combatants...
*”It’s My Life” by Bon Jovi pounds over the speakers and red lights flash around the arena as the crowd roars into cheers. Triple M walks out onto the ramp to the wild reaction of the fans and raises his taped fist to the air.*
Warrick: First, from Minneapolis Minnesota. He stands 6 foot 1 and weighs in tonight at 275lbs!! Here is the one and only Triple M...MARVELOUS MARIO MAURAKO!!!!
*Triple M walks down to the ring, all business, and slides in, awaiting his opponent. He doesn’t have to wait very long, as the lights in the arena suddenly cut off and “Scar” by Fuel starts to play throughout the arena. As the music picks up, four blue spotlights emerge from the corners of the arena and meet in the middle of the ring over Triple M, setting off a blast of pyro from the turnbuckles.*
Warrick: And his opponent. He is accompanied to the ring by Katie; also hailing from Minneapolis, Minnesota; standing 6 foot 3 and weighing in at 255lbs!! He is The Perfect One, Triple P...PERFECT PAUL PARAS!!!!
*An arc of blue lasers around the stage brings out Triple P, kendo stick in hand and Katie at his side. The fans boo like there is no tomorrow, but Paras pays no attention, his sights set on Triple M. Paul hands his shades over to Katie on the ramp and gets a good luck kiss on the cheek. Katie walks to the back as Paul power walks down to the ring and tosses the kendo stick to the floor at ringside. He slides in as he and Triple M go nose-to-nose, talking trash in the center of the ring.*
Jones: These two could explode without a moment’s notice, no doubt about it.
Smith: Both of these guys have come to fight, just like they always did when they were PM. What’s your prediction, Hood?
Hood: I predict that we’ll get to see just why this is called Ultimate Iron here in a second!
*Warrick leaves the ring and four referees circle at ringside as the cages are lowered. The lion’s den cage comes down first in the middle of the ring, surrounding the two combatants. The steel cage is lowered next, and is fastened to the ringposts by the referees. The third and final layer of metal is then lowered down as the Cell descends, finally coming down around the ringside area. Maurako and Paras continue their staredown until the bell finally rings and both men explode into a fury of lefts and rights.*
Hood: Here we go!! It’s on!
*The two men continue exchanging punches until Triple M sends Triple P back reeling with a right. Maurako goes for another punch, but Paras ducks under it, slips behind him and throws him backwards with a Release German Suplex, sending the back of Mario’s head into the lion’s den! Maurako stumbles up and gets a boot in the gut. Paras grabs Maurako in a front facelock, then starts giving him repeated knees to the ribs. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10! Paul tosses Mario face-first into the metal then watches as he bounces off and hits the mat. Paras is the first to climb the cage, but Maurako gets up and pulls him down by the leg and starts laying into him with a flurry of punches. Paul gets a face full of metal, and then Triple M starts stomping a mudhole in him, holding onto the cage for leverage. Maurako picks Paras back up and scoop slams him to the mat, then drops a quick elbow. Triple M begins to climb the sloping lion’s den, and reaches for the ring-like platform at the top before he is hit from behind by a high jumping kick from Paras. Paul climbs up the same side as Mario hangs from the platform. Paras climbs just below Maurako and grabs Triple M’s right leg. Paras leaps off and spins in mid-air, Dragon Screwing the leg of Triple M back down to the mat! Paul follows it right up with a half-crab, obviously trying to soften up the knee.*
Smith: There aren’t any submissions in this match, but I don’t think Triple P really cares!
*Paras soon lets go of the crab and instead smashes Maurako’s knee into the mat. Paul starts to climb the lion’s den, but instead jumps off the side and tries for a guillotine legdrop, but Triple M rolls out of the way! Mario gets to his feet and measures up Paras. Triple M with a lariat, then another, and a third as Triple P scrambles to find a way out of the cage and escape. Maurako whips Paras into the side of the cage, then runs at him. Paras, though, lifts him off his feet for a pancake, but Triple M’s jaw nails the platform at the top of the lion’s den on the way down, making the fans cringe. Paras sees Maurako down and starts climbing again. Paul makes it to the top of the den, but as he tries to pull himself up to the platform, Maurako gets to his feet. Triple M jumps up and grabs Paras by the ankles, then uses his weight to pull the man down and SLAM his body back down to the mat!! The fans start to cheer Triple M as he begins to climb the cage again.*
Jones: I think The Perfect One got a little more “high impact” than he bargained for that time.
Smith: Triple P is out and Triple M is almost to the top of the first cage!
*Maurako climbs to the top of the lion’s den and climbs up to the platform. He begins to descend the other side as Paras is just starting to get to his feet. Maurako jumps down and lands between the lion’s den and his next obstacle, the steel cage. Triple M wastes no time as he immediately starts climbing the second cage.*
Smith: Triple M is way ahead now! Paras has got to get moving if he wants any chance of winning!
Hood: Knowing the Perfect One, he’s probably got something up his sleeve.
*Paras opens up a concealed part of his boot and pulls out a small set of wire cutters! With Triple M climbing the second cage, Triple P starts snapping the thin metal of the lion’s den apart, making himself a doorway of sorts.*
Hood: Hah! It wasn’t up his sleeve, it was in his boot! Go Triple P!!
Jones: So much for unbiased commentary, huh Hood?
*Paul makes a big enough hole, then kicks through the cage, breaking the “doorway” open. He tosses the wire cutters aside as he steps through. Triple M sees him coming and dives off the side of the cage with a double axe-handle, taking Paras back down! Now with the ropes at his disposure, Maurako picks Paras up and whips him across the ring, then follows up with a Powerslam. Triple M looks out to the crowd and gets a big grin across his face. Maurako climbs onto the middle ring rope and starts to shuffle back and forth and “raise the roof” with his arms, bringing back old OCW memories.*
Hood: Oh my God, Triple M is going for the Specialbow! The finishing move of former World Champ Special K!!
Jones: How did Special K ever win that title anyway?
*Triple M jumps off with the lamest looking elbow drop in the business in pure Special K style, but Paras rolls out of the way!*
Hood: Hah, not like that!
*Triple P gets up and whips Triple M against the ropes, then nails a beautiful flowing belly-to-belly suplex. Paras picks Maurako back up, then spies the hole he made in the lion’s den. Paul tosses Mario right through the hole, the jagged wires left from the cutting job scraping against Triple M’s back, drawing the first blood of the match! Instead of climbing the cage, Triple P springs up to the top turnbuckle and stays perched there in wait. Triple M starts to crawl out of the hole in the cage, but as soon as he gets his head out, Paras launches off of the turnbuckle and hits a tremendous low missile dropkick, right into the side of Maurako’s head!*
Smith: What a move by Triple P!!
Hood: Triple M’s head just got royally jammed by the King!
Smith: “Royally jammed“... another one from the book of Hood.
*Paul starts to climb the cage as Triple M is still down, half in the lion’s den and half out. Paras gets near the top of the cage before Maurako finally gets to his feet and gets back through the opening in the den. Triple P reaches the scaffolding-lined top of the cage and reaches up to try and open the top of the Cell, the final ticket out. Triple M, though, dropkicks the side of the cage, making it wobbly, and making Paras come down hard, straddling the top of the structure! With Paul momentarily stunned, Maurako climbs up as well and after a short climb, reaches the top where Paras is. Triple M delivers a few right hands to the face of Triple P, then stands him up as Paras begins to fight back. Triple P kicks Maurako square in the knee, teetering him on the top. Paras turns Maurako around and hooks him for a torture rack attempt!*
Jones: Paras is looking for the Vegas Bomb, but they’re up at least 15 feet! To be hit with a move like that from that height could be career-ending.
Hood: That’s never stopped Triple P before!
*Paras lifts Maurako up, but Triple M falls out of the torture rack and hooks Triple P for a full-nelson!! Triple M lifts Paul into the air and tosses him right off of the cage to the floor below with SUPER MARIO!!!!*
Smith: Oh my God!!! Super Mario off the cage!! Triple M may be able to start his own ‘careers ended’ list, starting right here tonight!!
Jones: I don’t think he’s done yet either, Smith!
*Triple M reaches for the top of the cell and tries to find the latch that opens the door at the top. After a bit of searching, he finds it and a section of the cell’s ceiling opens up, allowing access to the top. Triple M, though, has other things on his mind as he turns around and sees Paras still laid out below. As the crowd rises to their feet, Triple M lets out a yell and dives off of the top of the cage with the Maurako Rocker frogsplash!! Triple P, though, puts both legs straight up, and The Marvelous One lands right into a 15-foot facefull of boots!!*
Smith: Ohhh!! Paras made good use of the time that Maurako took to open the cell door, and now, Triple M is probably wishing he hadn’t made that costly move!
Hood: I doubt it...he’s probably too knocked out to wish for anything!
*Triple P gets up slowly, then reaches under the ring. He pulls out a metal ladder and moves it aside. He then takes out two folding chairs and a wooden table to top it all off.*
Jones: I guess the guys in our TLC match earlier left these guys a few gifts! I can only imagine what these two will do with them!
*Paras sets up the ladder near the cage, then grabs one of the chairs. As Triple M slowly gets to his feet, Triple P winds up for a chairshot, but Maurako ducks and grabs the other chair. Both men try a chairshot, but the chairs hit one another. They try it again and again, as the clanging sound gets louder and louder each time.*
Hood: We’ve got dueling chairs!
*Triple M finally hits Paras in the stomach with his chair, but as he rears back for a full shot, Paul nails him in his bad knee with the chair! Paras slides under Maurako, taking him over, and rolling into the Minneapolis Crab on the outside of the ring! Mario screams in pain as the strain on his knee gets worse. Triple P, though, releases the hold and turns around, immediately switching submission holds, into his crossface chickenwing hold, Paranoia! Triple M takes in the pain of the hold, but is able to slowly get to his feet. Maurako charges backwards, ramming Paras’ back hard into the metal cell, dropping him off of his own back. Triple M grabs Triple P’s legs and crosses them, then turns over into a Sharpshooter!*
Smith: They’re volleying submission holds back and forth now!
Hood: That’s the Thunder Lock, the move Blue Thunder gave to Triple M!
Jones: How do you know all these things about the members of PM, Hood?
Hood: Because just like them, I’m Just F’n Better than both of you!!
*Paras grabs onto the cage and uses it to pull himself up out of the Thunder Lock, flipping the move over. Triple P hooks both of his legs around the knee of Triple M, then applies an ankle/knee lock! Paul, though, once again switches submissions, hooking Maurako for his full nelson camel clutch, the Lock Box!!*
Hood: GORE! GORE! GORE!
Smith: You amaze me sometimes, Hood.
*Still jockeying for position though, Triple M eventually fights out of the Lock Box and hits a jawbreaker to break the hold. He hooks Triple P from behind in a full-nelson of his own, then sends him face-first onto the floor with Strategery!!*
Jones: What now, Hood?
Hood: Well then...BUSH! BUSH! BUSH!
*Triple M picks Paras up and whips him face first into the cell, then keeps a hold on his arm and whips him into the steel cage, then back into the cell again! Paras starts bleeding from the forehead from the repeated cage shots. Maurako pulls the ladder closer to Triple P, then starts to climb it! Mario gets to the top of the ladder and looks to be ready to leap off, but Paras is to his feet. Triple P superkicks the ladder, but Mario jumps up and grabs on to the top of the cell!! The ladder collapses to the floor as Maurako is left dangerously hanging from the metal ceiling!! Paras grabs the ladder and sets it up in back of Triple M. He slowly climbs up to the top and turns around, making the fans rise once again. Triple P almost symbolically points up to the sky, then dives off the ladder, catching Maurako from behind in midair, and reversing his momentum to German Suplex the man all the way down to the floor with him, making the fans erupt!!*
Jones: GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY!!! These two are out of their minds!!
Hood: I can’t even believe what I’m seeing!! That was probably the biggest German Suplex in history!!
Smith: These men are re-writing the record books tonight!
*As a chant of “HOLY SH*T!” starts immediately in the audience, both Paras and Maurako struggle to keep going. After what seems like an eternity, Triple P gets some energy back and grabs the table and sets it up near the second cage. He picks up Maurako and hoists him up into a torture rack, carrying him over to the table in the process. Paras pauses for a second, then drills Triple M through the table with the VEGAS BOMB. Paul takes a breather, sitting down on the ring steps as Maurako, now also bleeding from the forehead, slowly budges off the broken table. Triple P finally walks around to the entryway side of the ring and grabs his kendo stick off the floor. He circles the ring slowly, waiting for Triple M to get to his feet. Maurako, though, reaches under the ring and grabs something that we can’t immediately see. Paras sees Maurako rising and rushes over to nail him with the bamboo stick, but as he rounds the corner of the ring, he gets a face full of 2x4 from Triple M!!!*
Smith: Triple M came prepared! He had his 2x4 under the ring the whole time!
Jones: Maybe now he’ll be able to shift the tide of the match in his favor...
*Maurako uses Paras’ head as a battering ram, sending him crashing into the side of the unforgiving cell. He waits for Paras to get up, then dashes at him for a Spear, but Triple P leapfrogs him, and Triple M charges headfirst into the cage!! Paras grabs one of the steel chairs and as Maurako turns around, tosses the chair to him. Mario catches it, but before he can so much as blink, The Perfect One annihilates him with a spinning thrust kick to the chair that nails Maurako right in the face and makes the audience gasp in shock.*
Smith: That’s it, Triple M has got to be out cold. Those iron bars are devastating enough, but a chair-assisted kick like that is almost too much to take.
Jones: Paras calls himself the King of High Impact, and I think we just saw why there.
Hood: Bow in the presence of the King, Jones!
Jones: Shut up Hood!!
*Paras takes down the ladder and lays it flat on the floor. He opens it up, then grabs Triple M and puts him in between the two sides of the ladder! Paul stomps on the ladder a few times, making the ladder sandwich Maurako like a vice. Paras begins to climb the middle cage and as he reaches the top, he signals that “it’s all over”. Triple P leaps backwards off the top of the cage with the Parasault, but miraculously, Triple M tosses the top of the ladder off of him and moves out of the way just in time as Paras comes crashing down onto nothing but the brutal steel, making the crowd erupt into cheers! With Paras reeling on the ground, clutching his ribs, Maurako grabs the ladder and sets it up himself! Triple M climbs up the rungs, then reaches the top and pulls out his protective mask! Maurako straps on the mask, then peers over the top of the ladder. With the fans rising to their feet, Triple M falls straight downward with the NOSEDIVE, connecting on the stunned Paras!*
Smith: Triple M is still in this thing! That was a major move there!
*Triple M takes off the mask and starts to climb the middle cage again as Triple P is slow to get up below. Triple M reaches the top of the cage, and straddles the scaffolding to catch his breath. Paras, though, uses this as his opportunity. He grabs his kendo stick and climbs up the still-standing ladder, using it as a stepping stone to the top of the cage. Maurako stands back up as the two start to brawl on top of the cage scaffolding once again. Triple M staggers Triple P with a right hand, knocking him to one knee, and making him drop his weapon onto the scaffolding. Mario picks up Paul by the hair and measures him up for another big punch, but before he can, Paras, from out of nowhere, unloads a handful of chili powder right into Maurako’s eyes!! Triple P gives Triple M a stiff kick to the knee, then grabs both of his legs. He hooks in the Minneapolis Crab, but hangs Triple M’s upper body over the side of the cage and leans back onto the scaffolding to add even more pressure!*
Smith: Triple P is using the cage to his full advantage! If Triple M could tap out in this match, he very well might right now!
Jones: That knee has taken an awful lot of damage in this match; even if Triple M gets out of it, he may not be able to walk again! And what’s even worse, I don’t think this sicko Triple P even cares!!
*Paras finally pulls Triple M back up onto the scaffold, then arrogantly brushes his gloves free of his red powder, right over Triple M’s body. Paul tosses the kendo stick to the roof of the cell, then reaches up and climbs through the opening in the top of the cell, rolling over onto one of the crossbeams to get some energy back.*
Hood: Triple P’s got this thing won if he can climb down the other side of the cell and touch the floor. Let’s go, Perfect Champ!!
Jones: Maybe so, but I don’t think The Marvelous One is quite done yet, Hood!
*Triple M slowly starts to get up, bad knee and all. He grabs onto the opening in the cell ceiling and tries to lift himself up through it. Paras sees him, though, and walks over to him, nonchalantly kicking at his hands to stop him from climbing up. Triple M keeps his grip, though. Paul finally goes for a big stomp to knock Maurako down, but Triple M sees it coming, moves his hand, then grabs the white boot of Paras, pulling him down, off the cage!! Triple P falls but clings onto the other side of the opening, and now BOTH of them are hanging from the open door!!
Smith: Who’s going to lose their grip?! It could mean the difference between winning and losing this match for either man!
*Both men use what little energy they have left to slowly pull themselves up through the opening and to the very top of the cell. Paras is the first to his feet as he measures up Maurako. Triple M slowly rises, favoring his knee, but sees Triple P out of the corner of his eye. Paul rushes at Mario for a huge jumping kick, but Triple M catches his leg and drives him down on top of the cage with the RED SCARE!! Triple M stands over Paras and puts his arms out to the side, making the fans erupt into cheers.*
Hood: Looks like it’s time for THE TREE!!
Jones: On top of the cell?!
Smith: Jones, I think we already established that these guys are out of their minds!
*Maurako grabs his own leg behind him and starts to hop around in a circle with the fans chanting “T” “R” “E” “E”! He finally faces Paras again, and puts his arms out to the side for the falling headbutt, but Paras thinks quick and sweeps Maurako’s legs right out from under him! Triple P lifts Maurako back up and hits the All-Star Slam on top of the cell.*
Hood: Oh my God, Triple P countered The Tree!
Jones: Big All-Star Slam there from Paras, but I wonder just how much punishment the top of that cell can take before it gives way?
Hood: Oh, stop whining about the cage, Jones, and watch the match!
*Triple P puts both fists into the air, signaling for the end. He pulls Triple M over to the side of the cell near the entryway and lifts him to his feet. Paras hooks Maurako’s neck and arm for the Parasyte, but before he can hit it, Triple M throws Paras’ arm back and sets HIM up for Simply Marvelous! They fight to reverse the move over and over as the fans look on in shock as they teeter on the edge of the cell. Finally, both men leap off the side, Triple P with the PARASYTE and Triple M with SIMPLY MARVELOUS, falling all the way down from the top of the cell to the floor!!!!!!!*
Hood: HOLY SH*T!!!! They both went over!!!!
Jones: Both men hit the floor each trying to outdo the other with their finishing move! They both hit their move, but they also both touched down on the outside, and that’s the way to win this thing!!
Hood: So who won?!!
Jones: I don’t know! We’ll have to get the official word from the referees.
*No bell rings as the referee who was near the site of the men hitting the floor runs over to the timekeeper and Warrick. Both men lay on the ring mat outside of the cell as the fans look on in awe. The referee tells his decision to Warrick as we watch anxiously. Warrick gets on his microphone and announces the referee’s decision.*
Warrick: Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has declared that BOTH men’s feet hit the floor at the same time! So therefore, this match is must be declared a DRAW!!
*The fans begin to boo the referee’s decision as Warrick sits back down, trying not to get blamed for it. Suddenly, though, “Voodoo Child” by Jimi Hendrix blares over the speakers as PRESIDENT DEAN walks out onto the stage with a mic in hand!!*
Hood: It’s Prez Dean!!
Smith: He can’t be any happier with this decision than these fans are.
Prez Dean: A draw? Do you mean to tell me that after all these two guys just went through, you’re going to call this thing a draw? *The fans cheer for Dean* Listen up, ref, this is a match for the #1 contendership to the Heavyweight Championship of the World! There won’t be no stinkin’ draw in this match; there must be a winner! So as the President of the OCW, I want this thing to be RESTARTED right about NOW!!
Jones: Prez Dean has restarted the match! There must be a winner!
Smith: But how can either man even continue? This is going to be truly amazing if one of them can pull off a win here.
*The fans erupt for Dean’s decision as he walks to the back. Two of the referees help Maurako and Paras up as they have to get back to the cages to restart the match. After a lengthy climb, helped by the applause of the fans, the referees help the two men up to the top of the cell. The refs point downward, telling the men that they have to go back down into the lion’s den. Triple P and Triple M both eye the officials, then before they can give out another command, they receive a PARASYTE and a SIMPLY MARVELOUS for their trouble!!*
Hood: Hah! About time someone put and end to the crappy officiating around here!
*Triple M turns around and kicks Triple P in the gut. He hooks the man for a pumphandle, then lifts him up for The Road to Maurako, but Paras falls backwards out of the move and grabs Triple M’s head on the way down, turning it into the MINNESOTA SLICE on top of the iron cell!! The large square of the cell’s roof that they landed on jars quite a bit on the way down, making both men have to be cautious of their footing. Paras gets to his feet first and picks Maurako back up, then grabs his kendo stick, swinging it around. He cracks Triple M over the head with it, but Maurako only falls to one knee and tries to get back up. Another kendo stick shot from Paras, and Maurako still won’t go down, now getting energy from the fans chanting “TRIPLE M!”. Another shot and another, the cracking sound of the stick rattling through the arena, and Triple M goes down to both knees on top of the cell. Paras looks on with frustration as Maurako just won’t give up. Mario, on both knees, blood now gushing from the open wound on his forehead, looks up at Paul and yells out a desperation “BRING IT!!” Paras has enough and blasts him with perhaps the hardest kendo stick shot in wrestling history, nearly breaking the bamboo stick in two, toppling Triple M over in a heap on the cage and silencing the fans.*
Jones: Triple M wasn’t about to give up, but Triple P just about kendoed him to death there.
Smith: There’s a fine line between being brave and being insane, and I think Triple M just felt that line being snapped in half.
Jones: Wait a minute, who the hell is that?!
*All of a sudden, THE GREAT ONE runs down from the back!! He immediately starts climbing the cell and makes his way to the top!*
Hood: TGO is in the house!! He’s got a World Title match later, but it looks like he’s out here to take care of his possible contenders!
Smith: What is TGO going to do?!
*Triple P sees TGO coming and rushes at him with the kendo stick. TGO, though, catches him around the neck and hits a massive chokeslam onto the top of the cell!! With Paras down, TGO turns around and grabs Maurako. He pulls him over to the edge of the cell and sets him up for a powerbomb!!*
Jones: TGO has interrupted this match, and now, it looks like he’s out to interrupt Triple M’s well-being for the rest of his life!
Smith: TGO looks like he’s going to toss the man right off of the cell! What is he thinking?!
Hood: Guys, talk all you want, but I’m getting out of here!!
*Hood flees the announce table, soon followed by Jones and Smith as TGO lifts Triple M high into the air over their commentary area. The World Champion then sends Maurako plummeting down with the TOMBSTONE POWERBOMB, drilling him through the announce table!! The bell rings as TGO looks down over Triple M. The announcers put their headsets on amidst the wreck in front of them.
Jones: I cannot believe what we’ve just seen! TGO Tombstone Powerbombed Triple M off that towering cell, and through our table to boot, and after all of that, Triple M wins the match?!
Hood: He doesn’t look like much of a winner to me, Jones.
*Paramedics run out to help Triple M as TGO climbs down the cell to prepare for his title defense. Triple P gets his wits about him and rolls over on top of the cell and looks down at the mess on the floor below. Paras slowly climbs down the opposite side of the cell and doesn’t so much as look back as he walks backstage, not even a hint of emotion on his face, even as his efforts are applauded by some fans. He is joined by Katie at the ramp as both of them walk backstage. The paramedics take Triple M off on a gurney and the fans give him a standing ovation.*
Warrick: Here is your winner of the Ultimate Iron Match and the #1 Contender for the OCW World Title…….MARVELOUS MARIO MAURAKO!!!!!
Smith: Triple M wins!
Hood: Yea, but he don’t look like a winner, man that sucks!
Jones: Yea, The Great One just ruined a great match!
Smith: For real, you know Maurako didn’t wanna win that way, but what happens, happens….
~We see Triple P coming back to the ring as the cell has been lifted. He looks very pissed…suddenly the lights black out and the crowd hushes. Blue strobe lights flash on and off on the stage for a minute and then they vanish and the lights flicker back to life. A man is inside the cell standing behind Triple P. He is wearing a black trenchcoat and his face is painted all in black. In his hand is a lead pipe. He rears back and smashes it into Paras's back. He drops like a rock and the man starts pummeling him over and over with the pipe. He drops it on the floor and jerks Paras to his feet by his hair. He blasts three hard right hands into PPP's face and then procedes to slam him into the cage then the cell. We see the man with a remote and he hits the button as the cell begin to lower. PPP sees the cell lowering on him and scrambles to get out of the way but the mysterious man whacks him in the chest with the pipe again and the cell comes to a rest on Paul's chest. The man then continues to beat on Paras with his pipe. The man then pulls a microphone from his trenchcoat and drops to his knees. He presses the pipe into Triple P's thoat and speaks with conviction as Paul glares up at him almost unconcious.~
Dark Hawk: What's wrong Paul? Surprised to see your old buddy Hawk here? You thought I was out of your life forever didn't you? You thought that I would never again stand in your way didn't you? YOU WERE WRONG PAUL! YOU WERE WRONG! I'm back Paul... back for you. I've come here to finish a chapter in a book I should've closed long ago Paul. I'm sick of hearing your mouth. I'm sick of seeing your ego grow with every victory over every helpless victim you beat. I'm here to stop it Paul. After all this time of waiting... waiting for the right moment to strike. At the exact moment when your guard would be let down because you're ego had felt the bitter anguish of defeat. I found my moment Paul. How does it feel to be defeated by a man that has never beaten you, a man to whom you have long claimed to be far superior. I'm sure you're wounded Paul... in more ways than one. But what of me? Why am I here? I too am a man that has never before beaten you, and I too am a man to whom you've claimed to be superior. And what do I want? Simple Paul... I want what Triple M just got. Victory, sweet victory... and the right to claim that I... am beyond Perfection.
~Dark Hawk lifts his pipe from Paras's throat and delivers one more blow to the side of his head that sends him into unconciousness. "Far Beyond Driven" by Pantera blasts onto the sound system and Dark Hawk walks up the ramp. Hawk turns and takes one last look at his victim before slowly backing through the curtain with a near evil grin on his painted face~
Smith: This Dark Hawk guy just beat the hell out of Triple P!
Hood: Damn, and after that hellacious match, not cool man!
Jones: Triple P is definitely a marked man by many
Smith: Sure is!
~Suddenly the lights go out and an orange light begins shining from the OCWTron and we hear a strange buzzing sound. And we see a scrambled logo flashing on the screen as the fans get really quiet and watch it~
~The logo then stops flashing and the arena turns back to normal~
Smith: What was that?!
Hood: I dunno, but it was scary!
Jones: Yea, sure was!
Smith: Damn
Hood: Yo Smith…is it that time?!
Jones: Yea Smith, is it?
Smith: Yes guys, I believe it is, it’s time for the Main Event!
~We see the Hell in a Cell lowered over the ring with all the exploding tables surrounding it and in the corners. We then hear “Smooth Criminal” by Alien Ant Farm, begins playing and the fans go crazy as they see Josh Allen make his way to the ring~
Warrick: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is a Psychopathic Hell in a Cell and it is for the OCW World Heavyweight Championship!!! Introducing first, from San Francisco, California, standing 5’9” and weighing in at 225 lbs……he is the OCW World LightWeight Champion…….JOSH ALLEN!!!!!
~ “Enemy” by Eve 6 begins playing and the fans boo as they see the World Champ make his way to the ring area~
Warrick: And his opponent, from Death Valley, California, standing 7’0” tall and weighing in at 321 lbs, he is the OCW World Heavyweight Champion…..THE GREAT ONE!!!!!
~The bell rings and we see Allen enter the cage and TGO gets in behind him. The ref on the outside then locks the door of the cage and we are under way. TGO and Allen lock up in the ring and TGO gets Allen in a headlock. Allen tries to escape, but can’t. Allen then nails TGO with a low blow and that finally forces a release. TGO is now bent over in pain and Allen grabs his head and drops him with a DDT~
Smith: Great DDT there by Josh Allen!
Hood: Yea, he sure did shock The Great One with that low blow!
Jones: Haha, sure did man!
~Allen now lifts TGO up and goes to whip him into the corner where there is an exploding table set up. But TGO reverses and Allen goes flying head first into that corner and we hear a loud explosion as he goes crashing through the exploding table~
Smith: Josh Allen just went head first through the exploding table!!!
Hood: Damn man, where’s the blood!?!
Jones: Blood! Blood!
~TGO now grabs Allen and we see some blood on the face of Allen. TGO now grabs him by the back of his head and goes to toss him into the side of the cage, and he does and Allen goes flying over the ropes and head first into the sharp cage. He falls to the ground, barely missing the exploding table on that side and grabs his, now bloody, face in pain~
Smith: Josh Allen is getting brutalized here in the early going!
Hood: Yea, you don’t fuck with The Great One!
Jones: Guess not…
~TGO now goes to the outside where Allen is laying and pulls him to his feet. We can see the blood oozing down his face. TGO then grabs the back of Allens head and slams him face first into the steel steps. TGO then tosses Allen back into the ring and he gets in the ring behind him~
Smith: The Great One is having his way with Josh Allen right now!
Hood: Yea, the LightWeight Champ isn’t going to last much longer at this rate!
Jones: Nope, he sure isn’t!
~TGO pulls Allen to his feet and punches him a couple of times and Allen is reeling against the ropes. TGO then charges at him with a clothesline attempt, but Allen ducks and pulls the top rope down and TGO goes flying over and crashing down through the exploding table on that side, the crowd goes crazy~
Smith: Great move there by Josh Allen!!!
Hood: Damn, The Great One took a Great fall through a Great exploding table!
Jones: He greatly did that!
Hood: Shut the hell up!
~Allen now gets to his feet and goes to the outside, he pulls TGO to his feet and tosses him back into the ring. Allen then sets TGO standing up, grabs his head and delivers a Tornado DDT to TGO and through the exploding table in another corner!! The fans go absolutely crazy~
Smith: Josh Allen just risked his own body to put TGO through that table with the Tornado DDT!
Hood: He is f’n nuts!
Jones: He is awesome!
~Allen gets up and we see some blood on his back from the explosion. We see TGO in the corner with a bloodied face. Allen goes to the outside and grabs a chair from out from under the ring and tosses it back into the ring. Allen then gets to the top rope and waits for TGO to get to his feet. TGO does and Allen leaps off nailing TGO with a top rope fameasser right into that steel chair. Allen then rolls TGO over and goes for the pin~
1!
2!
Kick Out!!!
Smith: The Great One kicked out!
Hood: Damn, that was one wicked move!
Jones: Sure was, I can’t believe The Great One kicked out!
~Allen gets up and pulls TGO to his feet. He stands him up against one of the two exploding tables left standing in the corners. Allen then backs up and charges in and goes for a spinning heel kick, but TGO moves and Allen’s body goes crashing through that table as we see another huge explosion~
Smith: Josh Allen’s body went through it again!
Hood: Damn, talk about blood lossage!
Jones: For real man!
~TGO now gets to his feet and pulls Allen to his. He hurls Allen over the top rope with a hip toss and Allen goes falling through another exploding table on the outside and holds his back in pain~
Smith: Okay, these guys are going to kill each other!!
Hood: Yea, man this is great!
Jones: Sure is!
~Allen is now standing against the door to the cell, holding his back in pain. TGO is now on the outside of the ring and charges at Allen. He then spears Allen through the door, the door comes flying off and they go crashing outside of the cell, the fans go nuts~
Smith: Both men just went though the cell door!!!
Hood: Oh man, what is going to happen now?!
Jones: I have no idea, let’s wait and see!
~TGO gets up first, a bloody mess and holding his head in pain. He then grabs Allen and begins pulling him to his feet, but Allen low blows TGO. Allen then grabs a table that was next to ringside and sets it up next to the cell. He then grabs TGO and lays him on top of the table. But TGO fights back and gets off of the table~
Smith: What is Josh Allen trying to do?
Hood: I don’t know, but whatever it is, The Great One isn’t gonna let him do it!
Jones: No way, No how!
~Allen then begins to climb up the cell. TGO is then climbing up right behind him. They finally reach the top, Allen first. When Allen reaches, he begins to kick TGO in the face, trying to keep him from reaching the top. TGO though grabs his leg and pulls it out from under him, causing Allen to fall down on the cell. TGO then reaches the top~
Smith: Both men are on top of the cell, what is going to happen now!?
Hood: Dude, just chill out and watch!
Jones: Yea!
~TGO grabs Allen and pulls him to his feet, he then wraps his hand around Allen’s throat and lifts him up in the air. TGO then chokeslams him down on top of the cell as hard as he can and Allen hits the top of the cell very hard. TGO then gets up and begins to stomp away at the body of Allen~
Smith: The Great One with a huge chokeslam to Josh Allen!!!!
Hood: Man, Josh Allen has gotta be out!
Jones: Yea, this is brutal!
~TGO now stands above Allen, kicking him around like a rag doll. Allen out of nowhere nails TGO in the crotch with a huge kick and TGO falls on his back in pain. Allen then gets to his feet as the fans begin cheering loudly. He grabs both legs of TGO and begins pushing TGO towards the side of the cage. He pushes him so far that TGO’s head, neck and upper body are hanging off. Allen then locks in a figure four on the legs of TGO with him hanging off the side of the cage and TGO goes crazy, trying to get out of it~
Smith: Oh My Goodness!!!! Josh Allen with a figure four on The Great One!
Hood: Yea, and either way you look at it, The Great One is fucked!
Jones: Sure is!
~TGO screams for mercy from Allen and Allen just applies more and more pressure. We see the bones in TGO’s legs begin to bend as he screams louder and louder. Allen then finally releases the hold. But as he does, TGO goes falling head first all the way down and through the table that Allen had previously set up and the fans begin chanting “Holy Shit!”~
Smith: THE GREAT ONE HAS TO BE DEAD!!!!
Hood: Man!!! Head first, OUCH!
Jones: That was sick!
~Allen now gets to his feet and looks down at TGO, who is laying on his back, not moving. Allen then looks around at the crowd and they start chanting his name. Allen then leaps off the top of the cell with a swanton bomb and lands on top of TGO and the fans chant “Allen Rules!” but the fall took so much out of him that both men are laying on the ground, down and out~
Smith: Josh Allen is a deranged Psychopath!
Hood: Oh shit, I’m beginning to like that guy now!
Jones: Yea, but can Allen get up after that death defying dive?
Smith: Good question Jones!
~Both men are down for a long ass time, not moving, until Allen starts to recover and gets to his feet. We see his body, bruised, bloody and broken. He then grabs TGO by the arm and drags him towards the opening of the cell. He then tosses TGO in the ring. Allen then gets into the ring and covers TGO, the ref makes the count~
1!
2!
KICK OUT!!!!!
Smith: The Great One kicked out!!!!
Hood: Holy Shit!
Jones: Ahhhh!!!!
~Allen looks pissed, he grabs an exploding table and sets it up in the middle of the ring. He then grabs TGO and manages to lift him up on the top turnbuckle. Allen then goes for a top rope huricanrana, but TGO blocks it. TGO then lifts Allen up and drops him with the Tombstone Powerbomb!!! TGO then falls from the top and lands on the mat next to Allen~
Smith: Well, thankfully, neither man went through that exploding table!
Hood: No, that sucks!
Jones: Hey guys, if The Great One covers Allen, then this match is over!
~TGO after a few minutes shows signs of life. He crawls over to Allen and tosses his arm over Allen’s chest. The ref then makes the count~
1!
2!
3….NO! Kick out!!!
Smith: Josh Allen kicked out of the Tombstone Powerbomb!
Hood: What the fuck?!?!
Jones: Geez!!
~TGO gets up all pissed and can’t believe it. He pulls Allen to his feet, but Allen attacks him with lefts and rights. TGO then backs up into the corner and begins to climb to the top to try and get away from him. But Allen pulls TGO’s legs apart and crotches him right at the top. Allen then climbs to the top and hooks TGO for a superplex. He goes for it and leaps off, but can’t lift TGO all the way over and both men go crashing through the exploding table~
Smith: Who hurt who?!
Hood: Fuck man, I don’t know!
Jones: Me neither!
~Once the smoke clears, we see TGO’s arm on the chest of Allen and the ref makes the count~
1!
2!
3!!!!!
~The bell rings and the ref raises the hand of The Great One as the winner~
Warrick: Here is your winner….AND STILL OCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…..THE GREAT ONE!!!!!
~ Suddenly we see the entire 606 Society run down to the ring and flood it and they begin beating on both TGO and Josh Allen. The fans boo loudly at this as these guys seem to be taking out both men after such a tough match. We then hear a loud cheer as Extreme Tendencies rushes to the ring to help out their buddy Josh Allen and they begin to take out the members of 606 Society. Suddenly Corporal Punishment hits the ring and all three stables are going at each other. We then see guys start to get hurled out of the ring and through the remaining exploding tables as we see loud explosions~
Smith: What is going on?!
Hood: All these stables are trying to kill each other!
Jones: Yikes!
~We then hear the fans boo as we see Triple P hit the ring. He gets in the ring as it is almost cleared out now and he stands eye to eye with both Triple M and Josh Allen~
Smith: Triple P better get out of there, that is two against one!
Hood: Yea, and Dark Hawk already kicked his ass!
Jones: True that!
~Suddenly Triple P and Josh Allen begin attacking Triple M and the fans boo very loudly. They begin stomping on Triple M and then toss him over the top rope and through the last remaining exploding table. Then the rest of Corporal Punishment gets in the ring and shakes hands with Triple P and Josh Allen~
Smith: Oh Man!! Triple P and Josh Allen have both joined Corporal Punishment!!!
Hood: What in the hell!
Jones: Dudes, this sucks!
~Corporal Punishment is celebrating when “Perfect World” by Guttermouth begins playing. And CP looks at the entry way and the fans erupt as they see Scott Syren come out with a mic in hand. He begins speaking as the fans are chanting “Syren! Syren!”~
Scott Syren: Now, now before you guys start nuttin’ in your pants, thinking you are so fuckin badass, just let me remind you. You got a long way to go before you could ever be close as cool as B.U.F.F. or dare I say, JFC!
~The fans go nuts and a few “JFC and BUFF” chants break out~
Scott Syren: But that is not why I’m out here. I’m here to let you all know just why Scott Syren returned to OCW. You see I had a meeting with Prez Dean a few weeks back and he signed me to a special contract. One that says 8 days from today, at Massacre Scott Syren gets to face the World Champion for the World Title!!!!!
~The fans go crazy and chant “Syren! Syren!” we see TGO get really pissed off~
Scott Syren: So TGO, that means me and you are gonna go at it in 8 days! Get ready, because that belt is coming back home where it belongs!!!!
~And with that, Syren drops the mic and the show comes to an end~