Monday, July 11, 2011
The Pyros hit at the top of the ramp all the way down to the ring and on the ring posts as Bloodlust 13 begins. The crowd are going bonkers all over the arena and there isn't a fan in his seat in this packed 72,150 person arena.
JONNY CEDRONE/DAN RYAN SEGMENT
**--The camera is focused on P. Lickin' and Joey Styles at ringside as they go over what's going to happen in the show tonight.--**
Joey: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight the VWF presents to you the single, biggest wrestling show of the year, without question!
P. Lickin': Actually, I have one.
Joey: What?
P. Lickin': When are you going to shut up and let us get to the show?
Joey: --- That is if the members of this match are still around, we're going to have a Money in the Bank Ladder Match with the undisclosed Title Shot sealed inside.
P. Lickin': Well we know that King Reign is still around, we've heard from him already. Which, by the way, is my pick to win that match.
Joey: Because of his skills and talents in the ring?
P. Lickin': Nope, because he's the only one who's showed up so far.
Joey: --- Sean Edmunds is pulling double duty tonight as he's involved in two VWF Championship matches tonight. The first match being the Pan Pacific Championship as he defends his Title against a man that was nominated for the VWF's Most Improved Wrestler of the Year for the year 2010, Mysterious.
P. Lickin': Tonight, I'm feeling a Title Change. I think Mysterious is walking out with the PP Championship.
Joey: …because he's the only one in the match that's showed up so far?
P. Lickin': …No?
Joey: Riiiiight. Next up we have…
**--Joey's interrupted by Broken, Beat & Scarred as it blares through the famed Georgia Dome and the fans go completely nuts.--**
P. Lickin': OH WHAT IS THIS?!
Joey: SOUNDS LIKE WE HAVE A GUEST!
P. Lickin': WHAT?! I CAN'T HEAR YOU! SOUNDS LIKE WE MIGHT HAVE AN UNWELCOMED GUEST ON THE WAY!
Joey: JONNY CEDRONE IS ALWAYS WELCOMED!
P. Lickin': ABOUT TIME YOU CAME TO YOUR SENSES JOEY AND REALIZED JUST WHAT KIND OF CUMSTAIN HE IS!
Joey: WHAT? I DIDN'T SAY THAT!
**--Through the blue and white flashing lights comes a figure, but not the figure that everyone was expecting.--**
P. Lickin': CEDRONE LOST WEIGHT, SHRUNK AND GREW BOOBS!
Joey: THAT'S MISS GLORIA YOU IDIOT!
P. Lickin': C'MON EVERYONE! GIVE MISS GLORIA A NICE WARM WELCOME! I KNOW I WOULD!
Joey: I WONDER WHAT THE FIRST LADY OF THE VWF HAS TO SAY!
**--Gloria makes her way to the ring, all smiles, slapping some of the fans' outstretched hands along the way. Once she reaches the ring, the ring announcer walks over to the ropes, steps on the bottom and pulls up on the middle one to let her into the ring. Once inside, she continues to smile and wave at the crowd. The music fades away and the ring announcer hands her the microphone. The crowd calms down a little bit with the spattering of wolf calls--**
P. Lickin': I'd let her talk into MY microphone!
Joey: She's the First Lady of the VWF! Show some respect!
P. Lickin': I'd clean it first!
Gloria: WELL HELLLLOOO HOTLANTA!
**--Fans give her a big pop--**
P. Lickin': I'll give her a…
Joey: P!
P. Lickin': What?
Gloria: I just wanted to come out here and tell everyone how excited everyone here, in the Viking Wrestling Federation, is to be in Atlanta, Georgia for the biggest show of the year for the VWF! I don't think there could've been a better place to hold such an epic card! The Georgia Dome has been home to some of the greatest wrestling throughout the years and the history of the sport and this year is no different!
**--Another pop--**
Gloria: But I digress…what I REALLY came out here for is to thank all of you! Thank you from the bottom of my heart, and from the bottom of Jonny's heart for all the love that's poured in over the past few months since he's been sidelined with the neck injury. All the 'Get Well Soon' cards, e-mails, letters and facebook messages were all really sweet and really mean a lot to us! It really does!
**--Yet another pop--**
Gloria: But don't just take my word for it, there's someone else here tonight that felt that it was only right and only fitting to come out here and thank you for himself!
**--The volume in the arena begins to rise--**
Gloria: So without any further ado, allow me to introduce to you, the one…the only…'The King of Sexy!' JONNY CEDRONE!
**--Broken, Beat & Scarred blares over the pa system again, sending the fans in attendance into a frenzy!--**
P. Lickin': NO! NO! SAY IT ISN'T SO! PLEASE SAY IT ISN'T SO JOEY!
Joey: I'M AFRAID IT IS P!
P. Lickin': WHAT?! I CAN'T HEAR YOU!
**--After a few moments, Jonny Cedrone comes walking through the curtains causing the fans to nearly blow the roof of the place once again--**
Joey: THEY LOVE HIM!
P. Lickin': WHEN?!
Joey: ---
**--Jonny, dressed in a black suit with a blue shirt underneath and a blue, white and black designed silk tie, stands at the top of the stage, looking out at the fans, soaking in all the love and adulation with his hands on his hips and a smile on his face. After a brief moment of soaking it all in, Jonny unbuttons his suit jacket and holds out his opened hands almost in a crucifix position, mouthing something that's totally inaudible, as pyro simultaneously explodes behind him on the stage. Cedrone makes his way down the aisle, slapping the outstretched hands and collecting bouquets of flowers handed to him by fans. He ascends the steel steps and walks along the ring apron, looking out at the crowd once again, taking this time out to give the fans a I'm not worthy bow, blow them all a kiss and tell them all Thank you, wipes his feet and makes his way through the ropes, entering the ring. In the middle of the ring, he and Gloria embrace and share a kiss before Cedrone ascends all four corners, throwing his arms and hands out to the side again, saying something inaudible, then giving the I'm not worthy bow. Once Cedrone makes his rounds, he hops down and sets his bouquets down on the apron under the ropes on the ramp side of the ring and walks to the center of the ring, and adjusts his suit. Gloria looks up at him with a smile then looks and points out to the fans, Cedrone does the same. The music fades away while the Cedrones are looking out at the fans in amazement who are all still going nuts.--**
Cedrone: Wow! Thank you!
**--Which only drives them even more wild. After a few moments, the fans finally calm down enough to let Cedrone talk. Gloria holds the mic for him.--**
Cedrone: Hotlanta! How ya doin'?!
**--Sending them in another frenzy--**
Gloria: They missed you Jonny.
Cedrone: The feeling's definitely mutual! Each day I went without performing out here in front of each and every one of you, was a day taken off my life! I've missed the love, I've missed the connection we've had for so long now, and I just missed this sport, period.
**--POP--**
Gloria: Alright Jonny, I don't think they want you to cut around the bush anymore.
Cedrone: Alright. I guess as you all may have thought by now, I AM out here to make an announcement. And that's the fact that Jonny Cedrone IS coming back to the Viking Wrestling Federation!
**--POP--**
Cedrone: The doctors have all cleared me! I'm ready to go! So this goes to The Powers That Be, whenever you're ready, Jonny Cedrone's willing and able, I want back in the game!
**--The fans give another huge pop!--**
Gloria: But the question that's been asked the most is, 'What's next for Jonny Cedrone? What is Jonny Cedrone going to do when he DOES finally come back to the Viking Wrestling Federation?!
Cedrone: Well…I think that…
**--Just then, Jonny Cedrone, Gloria and the rest of the arena is interrupted by "Zero" by Smashing Pumpkins. Knowing that this can only mean one thing, the sight and sounds of the VWF World Heavyweight Champion himself, "The Ego Buster" Dan Ryan!--**
P. Lickin': Oh man! Cedrone was just cleared for the ring, but he's about to be uncleared all over again!
Joey: What in the world is Dan Ryan doing out here? Didn't he do enough when he nearly ended Jonny Cedrone's career? Why can't he just mind his own business?
P. Lickin': Hurting people IS his business, Styles. Kinda like how you hurt my ears every time you open your mouth.
**--Ryan steps out onto the stage in street clothes, not yet dressed for his match later in the night, with a dress shirt, slacks and shades pulled down over his eyes. The VWF World Title is around his waist and the Intercontinental Title is over his left shoulder. The crowd rains down boos on him as he purposefully walks down the aisle without acknowledging the crowd at all, and without even his trademark smirk--**
Joey: I don't know what Ryan's up to here, but I don't like this a bit. I don't care if Cedrone says he's healthy or not, that neck can't be 100%
P. Lickin': He's gonna be 100% dead in just a few minutes!
**--Ryan makes it to the ring, taking his time getting in and gestures for a microphone. Cedrone tenses up, but holds his ground, unafraid.--**
DAN RYAN: Jonny Cedrone. Welcome back. I imagine I'm the last person you expected or wanted to see out here tonight. But, I have a few things I wanna say, and I'm the champion, so I'm gonna say 'em.
**--boos again as Cedrone's eyes narrow--**
**--Ryan steps forward slowly, until he comes to less than two feet from Cedrone. Cedrone continues to hold his ground as Ryan looks down at him. Ryan just glares at Cedrone, stoically--**
DAN RYAN: A few months ago, we had ourselves a match. In that match, we threw everything we had at each other. I hit you once, I hit you twice, I hit you again. You didn't know when to quit. In the process, I raised the ante... and you paid the price. So now, I'm here to say this...
**--Ryan pauses, but still keeps his eyes on Cedrone--**
DAN RYAN: Jonny Cedrone.... I respect you.
P. Lickin': See?! I told you he... wait, what??!!
DAN RYAN: Cedrone, you took one hell of a beating. You took the kind of beating that would break most men. You took it, and you kept getting back up. From the very beginning of my career here in VWF, I said I wanted a challenge. I said I wanted the best this company had to offer, and I meant it. You... you are the cream of the crop in the Viking Wrestling Federation...
**--CHEERS--**
Joey: Well, this is unexpected....
P. Lickin': I think I just threw up in my mouth a little...
DAN RYAN: I'm here to say that you stood up to me like a man, you took me on like a man, you fought like a man.... and I want you to know... that your neck... your injury.... it wasn't intentional... and it wasn't personal. It wasn't what I really wanted, and let me be the first to say, I'm extremely pleased that you're in this ring tonight, cleared to return to action. It's men like you that made me want to come here in the first place... and we have unfinished business in this ring.
P. Lickin': Ok, who kidnapped Dan Ryan?? Who is this impostor?
DAN RYAN: Now, I don't expect you to shake my hand. I don't expect you to even believe me. But I'll tell you this.... I'm a man of my word. I'm blunt and I tell it like it is. You've earned my respect... and once Bloodlust is over... I want you to know, when you're ready... you just say the word, and you can have a shot at my World Title any time you want...
Joey: Good Lord...
P. Lickin': Oh you have got to be kidding me.
DAN RYAN: I'll leave it at that. Finish your speech. Talk to your fans and enjoy the show. I have some other business to attend to anyhow. Jonny.... Gloria....
**--Ryan nods his head and tosses the microphone to the side. He turns and rolls to the mat and out of the ring, leaving a stunned Jonny Cedrone and Gloria on the inside.--**
JOEY STYLES: What a shocking turn of events to open us up at Bloodlust 13! Jonny Cedrone is BACK, and Dan Ryan wants HIM to have another shot at the World Championship!
P. LICKIN': Which just goes to show Dan Ryan is ready to bring down all of his opponents tonight, Joey. He's got his eyes on the prize tonight...or prizes, rather.
JOEY STYLES: That's right, folks. Tonight we see Dan Ryan defend BOTH the World Heavyweight Championship and the Intercontinental Championship in a double ladder match! But first, we're going to find out who gets an undisclosed title shot in the near future...and that match is up NEXT!
SG Martins Vs King Reign Vs Ash Bombay Vs Chris Eagles Vs Johnny Saint
Money in the Bank Ladder Match
S.G. Martin, Ash Bombay, Chris Eagles, King Reign and Johnny Saint are all in the ring at same moment they are look at the case this is hanging high above the ring. Then they look at each other and start to attack each other as the bell rings. Reign and Saint pair up and are trading punches back and forth throwing haymakers to each other's head and shoulders. The big man, Reign gets the upper hand and hits a running clothes line the send them both over the top rope to the floor. They both crash to the mat below.
S.G. Martin hit a body slam on Chris Eagles and drops a couple of elbows on him. Ash Bombay as not engage in a fight and looks at the other and then at the brief case and heads out of the ring to get a ladder. Martin send Eagles off the ropes and goes for a clothes line and Eagles ducks under it and hit a drop kick to counter it. This sends Martin down to the mat.
JOEY STYLES: And it seems like this is anyone's game so far, P.
P. LICKIN: Maybe, but I'm still confident my boy can pull off the win here.
JOEY STYLES: And who would 'your boy' be?
P. LICKIN: The one who's winning, of course.
JOEY STYLES: …
Outside the ring Saint is now in control and hit a couple of kicks to the King Reign's ribs, this double the big man over and Saint runs and jumps up to the apron and at the moment his feet t touches the apron ,he jumps again and hits a kick to the side of the big man's head . Saint sees Ash setting up the ladder and starting to climb it. But he not the only one that sees it. Eagles also notices it and starts to climb up also right underneath Ash setting him on Eagles shoulder. but both they can do anything Johnny get underneath Eagles and send them both to the mat with a power bomb to eagles and thus sending ash to the mat hard. Johnny looks at the two bodies lying on the mat. He starts to move up the ladder. But is met at the top of the ladder by S.G. Martin.
Martin smashes him in the face and then hits a suplex that sends both of them off the ladder and both crashing to the mat with a thud. King Reign makes it back into the ring and starts to head up the ladder. He starts to reach for the case. But he is cut off by Ash who is back up the ladder to meet him. They trade punches on top of the ladder. But they both stop looking down to the mat as Martin comes up and tips the ladder over sending them both crashing to the outside of the ring after a long fall.
JOEY STYLES: Oh my God, what impact!
P. LICKIN: S.G. Martin, I am disappoint.
JOEY STYLES: …huh?
P. LICKIN: Same with Ash Bombay and Chris Eagles, to be honest. I hope they're all fired, or at least suspended without pay…and then we get a pay raise! Woohoo!
Eagles trys to hit a clothesline, but Martin ducks it and get behind him and hits a belly to back suplex. He gets back up and turns catching the ladder that was thrown at him. Saint hit a jumping spin kick to the ladder that drops Martin to the mat with the ladder on top of him. Saint runs and jumps on to the ladder and lands with both feet. He hops off and runs to the corner and jumps up to the top rope turnbuckle He stand for a second and salutes the crowd and hits a Moon Sault off the top rope on top of the ladder that on top of Martin. Johnny rolls off holding his stomach and martin is knocking out under the ladder. Johnny gets back to his feet and is met with a steel chair to this face by Ash. Johnny crashes to the mat. Ash stands over him with the chair and turns and hit Eagles in the face also that sends him to the mat. He turns into a spear in the gut by King Reign.
With all the other men down, Reign slowly climbs the ladder as does Johnny Saint. As they reach the top, Reign and Saint exchanges lefts and rights until Reign gets the upper hand, sending Saint crashing to the canvas. Saint is starting to stir quick as Reign reaches up for the briefcase. He starts to climb, but only gets halfway up when Reign manages to take the briefcase down! He jumps off the ladder, avoiding a swift beatdown from Saint by clearing the ring quickly. He laughs at an angry Saint as he raises the briefcase up high, to a chorus of boos from the crowd.
Winner: King Reign wins
??? SEGMENT
[A Bloodlust promo airs, showcasing the matches so far announced. All of a sudden, the picture distorts and "Walk" by the Foo Fighters begins to play and a familiar face is shown on the Viking Tron for the first time in almost eighteen months.]
[The promo ends, with the fans going absolutely nuts. The frenzy continues as the opening riff to "Everlong" begins to play and everyone in the arena is on their feet as The Rick steps out from behind the curtain for the first time since the 2009 Big Birthday Bash!]
Joey Styles: I don't believe it!
P. Lickin: What? Who is that guy?
Joey Styles: Are you serious? It's The Rick!
P. Lickin: Are you sure? Did he change his picbase or something?
Joey Styles: You know, I worry about you sometimes!
[The Rick walks down the ramp, stopping half way and raising his arms up as the crowd cheers. He soaks up the applause, looking out at the crowd with a huge grin on his face. Turning his attention to the ring, he walks towards the squared circle and climbs up onto the ring apron. Rick walks along the ring apron and climbs the turnbuckles, raising his left arm into the air as he takes in the fans cheers once more. Finally, he drops down from the turnbuckles and into the ring where he is handed a microphone. Before he can speak, a "Welcome Back!" chant emerges. Rick waits for the chant to die down before addressing the VWF faithful.]
The Rick: It's been a long time...
[Before he can continue, the crowd begin to chant "Welcome back!" once again. Rick tries to speak, but the chant doesn't fade and so he waits for it to settle down a little before attempting to speak again.]
The Rick: Yep, a really long time!
[A "Thank you Rick!" chant starts up, which he is quick to stop.]
The Rick: No... Thank you!
[An almighty cheer is raised by the crowd.]
The Rick: Thank you for that reaction. I thought you guys might have forgotten me!
[A "Rick" chant breaks out now. Rick can't help but smile as the crowd are just happy to see him back in a VWF ring. As the chant settles down he continues.]
The Rick: You know, I didn't know what to expect when I came out here but you guys are incredible!
[The fans let out an almighty roar of approval.]
The Rick: I'm not just saying that to pander to you guys, I have genuinely missed each and every one of you. You guys are my family!
P. Lickin: Kiss up!
The Rick: Joey Styles, everyone's favourite cousin. P. Lickin... The family pet that keeps pissing on the carpet!
P. Lickin: That was not piss.... Ooops!
The Rick: Honestly, I have missed everyone here! I've missed the Viking King bossing me about and my wife has been getting a little fed up of me talking in third person just so it seems like VK is still around. I missed the locker room, I missed Alexia calling me a pervert... I missed Alexia calling me a dirty pervery... I missed Alexia calling me pervezilla! I missed Alexia! She's going to hate me saying it because I'm not supposed to say nice things about her but she's not around this place any more so I will say it. Lexi, I've missed you honey and I love you! I have missed my good buddy, 'All That' Lee Ryan. I see he's not around any more either. Trinity, brother... Always! I've missed cisco KID my former tag team partner and our trips to the Cabo Wabo! I missed Dr. Jekyl asking me if I had any SPAM! I have missed Dr. Feelgood asking if I'd look after Jekyl for a few hours while he went off looking for SPAM but ended up getting lucky with the checkout girl instead and left me with his insane brother asking me for SPAM! I missed Alanzo The Great.... Sorry, got a bit carried away then... Fact is I have missed everybody!
[Another "Rick" chant starts up. As it fades, The Rick speaks once more.]
The Rick: You know, a few weeks back I had a telephone call telling me that Bloodlust was around the corner. Would I be interested in a front row seat to generate a pop from the crowd. My reply was no... I didn't want a front row seat, I wanted to walk into this ring and address the VWF faithful You see, I never really got to explain myself. I'd been wrestling for roughly nine years. I needed time to heal, and to spend time with Lacey and so when my contract was up, I decided to call time on my career! Everyone told me I was insane, that I still had so much to fight for. Thing is, I'd been VWF Champion, I'd won the Royal Rumble, I was the winner of the Eddie Guerrero Memorial Trophy... Bigger than all of that, I was honoured to be inducted into the VWF Hall of Fame! I didn't want to be one of those guys that wrestles until he's fifty years old. But then, my good friend Eddy The Dragon Johnson sat my down and said... 'Rick, you're not even thirty yet. You've been at the Dragon's Lair Dojo nearly every week since you hung up the boots. You still have a lot more to give! Maybe he was right...'
Joey Styles: Could this be?
P. Lickin: I hope not!
The Rick: When I said I wanted to address the VWF fans in person, I was asked if I considered returning to the ring. What would it take to get me back in the squared circle for the VWF? I had only one answer! You see, when I mentioned all those people earlier, there was one name I didn't speak of. There is one person in the VWF who I never really got along with all the time, but I respected him! I still respect him to this day. He is my greatest opponent, not just in the VWF but my entire career... Jace Gryphon!
[A "One more match!" chant strikes up.]
The Rick: Jace, last I heard you had left the VWF. But I sure hope you're watching this... These people want one more match, and so do I! That's what it will take to get me back in a VWF ring. One more match against my greatest opponent! No titles, no cheap shots, no interference. Just a one-on-one match to show these people what they have been missing the past few years. The question now Jace, is yes... Or no?
[The crowd is really riled up now, chanting desperately for Jace to accept The Rick's challenge. Rick hands the microphone back to the ring announcer as "Everlong" plays and he poses for the fans before leaving the ring and returning to the backstage area.]
MYSTERIOUS SEGMENT
The scene opens showing Mysterious putting in his protective cup. Kyle Bacon comes up
Kyle: Mysterious are you sure that's gonna help?
Mysterious: Kyle I'm not gonna be cheated this time! This is to make sure Sean won't try anything stupid in tonights match!
Kyle: What are you feeling about your first Bloodlust?
Mysterious: The same thing I always feel….nothing!
Kyle: But this is huge!
Mysterious: Let's get this straight….I'm going in winning the belt and coming out! That's all…nothing huge!
Kyle: What about the fact that you've never won at a PPV?
Mysterious: KYLE!! WHY DO YOU ALWAYS POINT THIS OUT!! Its just pure damn luck that I've been beaten at every PPV! This time it's not happening that way! I'm winning…end of the story!
Mysterious storms out of his locker room as we cut back to ringside.
JOEY STYLES: Mysterious looks quite unstable as always, P.
P. LICKIN: Yep. Will it be enough to win the Pan Pacific Championship?
JOEY STYLES: Only one way to find out, and it's coming up right now!
Sean Edmunds (c) Vs Mysterious
VWF Pan Pacific Championship
The arena goes completely dark whispering and creaking noises can be heard over the speakers. Smoke pours off the stage as lights begin to flicker and the Funeral march begins to play.
JOEY STYLES: Here comes the challenger, Mysterious.
P. LICKIN: Well that's not much of a mystery there if YOU solved that case Sherlock.
JOEY STYLES: Who pissed in your lunchbox?
P. LICKIN: Your Mom, after I asked her to. Kinky old bat.
JOEY STYELS: ….
P. LICKIN: Rrawr.
Mysterious walks out wrapped in ghostly robes. Smoke pours out from under them as he walks. Fire explodes from the ring and stage as he walks slowly to the ring. Mysterious rolls into the ring. He lays motionless in the ring before slithering out of his robes standing up and begins to laugh insanely.
P. LICKIN: … I bet you really like this guy Joey.
JOEY STYLES: I'm afraid to ask why.....
P. LICKIN: He looks crazy enough to laugh at all your jokes.
JOEY STYLES: I hate you.
The first few guitar riffs of "All the Drugs" by Courtney Love blare over the PA system.
P. LICKIN: Shut up Joey. The Champ is here!
The lights dim and fireworks over the entrance to the rampway shoot down creating a "wall." "Simply Sensational" Sean Edmunds steps through the wall of white and raises his arms. Miss Karla appears suddenly standing behind and clapping.
JOEY STYLES: Edmunds may be the champ now, but he's got a test in his way in the form of Mysterious.
P. LICKIN: Screw Tests. I hate them.
Edmunds jaws with a few fans as he walks to the ring. When he gets to the ring he turns, grabs Miss Karla by the waist and placers her on the ring apron. She then proceeds to open the ropes for Edmunds so he can enter the ring. They stand in the middle of the ring and Edmunds turns his back to Karla, extending his arms to the side so she can shimmy out of his robe. Edmunds turns and is greeted directly with a slap to the face from Mysterious.
P. LICKIN: Oh No he Didn'
JOEY STYLES: Mysterious fires off the first salvo in this contest.
P. LICKIN: That was totally uncalled for. If I had a cellphone, I'd call Mysterious' Mom.
JOEY STYLES: And hit on her?
P. LICKIN: What are you some kind of sick pervert? No, I'd tell her that I am disappointed in her son.
JOEY STYLES: THIS IS A WRESTLING MAT.......
P. LICKIN: Then I'd ask her how big her boobs are.
Sean Edmunds rubs his jaw and looks at Mysterious with anger in his eyes. Mysterious just laughs. Edmunds and Mysterious lock up. Edmunds throws Mysterious into the corner then charges in. However, Mysterious moves out of the way at the last second and gets a quick roll up for a very short Two count. Edmunds gets up, and is livid. He goes to punch Mysterious. Mysterious ducks and slaps Edmunds again. Edmunds goes for another punch and Mysterious repeats. Edmunds is even more livid. He bullrushes Mysterious and takes him down. Edmunds begins laying into Mysterious with wild abandon.
P. LICKIN: Damn son, shit just got real.
JOEY STYLES: Are you retarded?
P. LICKIN: That was uncalled for.
The Referee starts a five count. Edmunds waits till the last possible second before getting off Mysterious. As Mysterious is getting back to his feet, Edmunds rushes in and kicks him square in the side of the face. Mysterious drops to the ground like a sack of wet four. Edmunds stomps on him a few times before running to the ropes and hitting a LionSault (SensationSault?). However, Edmunds doesn't go for a pin. He goes for more damage. Edmunds kicks Mysterious a few more times, then climbs the top ropes. He points out to the crowd, but this proves to be a mistake. As he flies through the air to hit a hard Elbow Drop, Mysterious rolls out of the way at the last possible second. Mysterious grabs Edmunds' legs and hits a devastating Wheelbarrow Suplex on Edmunds.
JOEY STYLES: This is a great match. Both men are showing tons of heart for this match.
P. LICKIN: Eh, who cares about heart? I want to see violence!
P. Lickin gets what he wants as Mysterious is now going to town on Edmunds. Post the Wheelbarrow Suplex he locks on a stiff Arm Lock. Edmunds is too close to the ropes though and slithers out. Edmunds Slams Mysterious to the ground with a Snap DDT. This is followed up with his own submission move, however Mysterious slips out and locks on a leg lock... The leg lock is reversed into a camel clutch which is in turn reversed into a choke hold. This series of reversals and reprisals is ended however when Edmunds hits a highly technical low blow right to the Mysterious regions of Mysterious. Mysterious rolls around on the ground in a mysterious fashion. Edmunds Drops a Elbow to the back of the head of Mysterious, but in a mysterious and magical manner Mysterious gains enough fortitude to roll out of the way. Mysterious gets to his feet and massages his sore marbles. Edmunds rushes in for a huge Larriat, but Mysterious reverses this into a huge hip toss. Both men are back to their feet and staring off with each other. Miss Karla climbs to the apron and distracts the Ref as Edmunds rakes the eyes of Mysterious, twists his mask around and rolls him up with a huge handfull of tights. Karla points the ref to the ring and he makes the count. 1..2...3! Edmunds gets the controversial and cheap win as we cut backstage.
Winner: Sean Edmunds retains the VWF Pan Pacific Championship
KING REIGN SEGMENT
King Reign sits in his locker room after the MITB Ladder match. His sides are bandaged and blood seeps through the gauze on his forehead.
"No one thought I was gonna pull this off. Not a soul looked at the booking and thought the big man was gonna take this match down. But in the immortal words of Chris Brown…Look at me now!"
King lifts the briefcase up with a grunt and strain.
"This here case contains my sniper rifle. And the rest of the night determines my targets. There isn't a person on the roster who is safe from my Reign, and I showed a small sample of it out there. Beaten and bloody, I came out of the biggest match of my career with what I went in looking for…the chance to become a champion."
King kicks his boots off and across the locker room. He lets out a loud breath and sinks back deeper in the couch.
"I will forever remember the night I outlasted 5 guys to become the Ultimate #1 Contender. The question now becomes, when will I cash it in…or who against. Do I jump right to the top spot…maybe. It is my right. Or do I put it on the line against someone I really wanna do battle with. That's an option too. Or maybe I go after the United States Championship, and take it out of the churches hands. That's the problem with the world anyway. Who knows? So many options, so much time. I'll tell you one thing I won't do…and that's rush my decision. It'll be a process of elimination."
King stands up slowly and walks over to his dressing room door, he opens it and leads the crew out with his massive outstretched arm.
"The question is…who do I ELIMINATE first?"
ALEXANDER CAGE/??? SEGMENT
We cut to the Vikingtron, where a simple yet sinister quote appears: "Too Soon to Quit"
P. LICKIN: Is that anything like Too Legit to Quit?
JOEY STYLES: Silence! I keel you!
The quote fades away as we are taken back to March of this year, where we find Alexander Cage on the phone trying to reach out and touch someone...
ALEXANDER CAGE: Look, I just want to talk to the guy for five minutes, and see how he's d--
Cage is cut off by the distinct sound of a click and a dial tone, as we are now back to the present as Cage is getting ready to defend his United States Championship when a knock comes from the door. Cage goes to open it, and is ambushed by the returning Mr. Enigma! Enigma rains down heavy blows with his fists, before he pulls out a lead pipe. He hits Cage over the head over and over again until Cage is knocked out cold. Enigma stands over the fallen body of the US Champion, with a wicked smile on his face.
MR. ENIGMA: The Viking King told me if I made a big enough impact coming back, I could get a shot at MY United States Championship. You think this is a big enough impact, Cage?
He starts laughing hysterically as he walks out of the locker room. Moments later a stagehand takes notice of Cage lying on the floor and calls for EMTs. They rush in to check on him as we cut back to ringside.
JOEY STYLES: What an absolutely horrid move from Mr. Enigma! He should be charged with assault!
P. LICKIN: An eye for an eye, Joey. That's what the Good Book teaches, and that's what Enigma goes by.
JOEY STYLES: Absolutely disgusting. Folks, we'll have an update on Alexander Cage's condition soon, but it doesn't look good for the US Champion...in the meantime, we have a Cabo Wabo Championship match, right now!
Maxxx Hardcore (c) Vs Brandy Rose
VWF Cabo Wabo Championship
As "I Do It With My Prick Out" by All Leather begins to roar through the arena, a mixed reaction of booing and cheers comes over the audience. Suddenly, with six criss-crossing pink flares creating a giant triple-x pattern over the entrance ramp, the infamous Maxxx Hardcore emerges, slinking to the ramp with his video camera bag over his shoulder. Maxxx walks through the hatred and professional respect in his usual uncaring demeanor, taking his time to the ring. He smiles through the side of his face as he comes to the side of the apron, slides in, and takes his entrance to a turnbuckle. There, in trademark fashion, he climbs the turnbuckle and looks through the camera frame he made of his fingers and thumbs.
JOEY STYLES: And here comes the new Cabo Wabo Champion, the man who ran Devan Nox out of the VWF. What a despicable man.
P. LICKIN: I know, right? SHE COULD'VE BEEN MINE, MAXXX!
"RedNeck Side of Me" by Jamey Johnson plays on the system, as the arena goes black only to be filled by a pink hue. Finally Brandy Rose steps out from behind the curtain. She walks down the ramp as the men cheer and the women boo. She climbs into the ring shaking her ass to the camera as she seductive steps through the ropes.
P. LICKIN: But that's okay, we get Brandy Rose instead. Yum.
JOEY STYLES: Can Brandy Rose pull the upset tonight, or will Maxxx Hardcore walk away with the Cabo Wabo Cham--
Suddenly, "All of the Lights" hits the loudspeakers and the American Storm, led by Crimson Lightening, enters the arena to boos from the crowd.
Crimson: Shut up! You know what this show is lacking? Some real AMERICANS! So what do REAL Americans do? They sue! I told the Viking King that I would sue him if he didn't give me a match on Bloodlust. Bloodlust needs Crimson Lightning!
The crowd continues to boo.
Crimson: Shut up! Or I will sue each and everyone of you!
Joey Styles: Sue everyone? What is he talking about? P? P? P? Hello?
P. Lickin: Pipe down before he threatens to sue us!
The American Storm enter the ring.
Crimson: And I will sue you Mr. Referee! Here's what's going to happen. This is now a Triple Threat match! You two foreigners are two of the opponents. And your third opponent is the American Storm!
Joey Styles: That's not a Triple Threat! That's a handicap match!
Crimson: Ring boy, ring the bell or I'll sue you too!
The bell is rung. The American Storm immediately mob Brandy Rose and Maxxx Hardcore. They beat them down and then gently roll out Brandy Rose, because Americans are gentlemen. Red Tornado takes care of her while Chris Monsoon and Alex Thunder beat up Maxx Hardcore. Crimson Lightning pulls up a chair and watches.
Joey Styles: This is an outrage! This is not a triple threat, it's a mugging!
P. Lickin: You heard Crimson, the American Storm is the third competitor in this match. Whoever makes the pinfall is the new Cabo-Wabo Champion!
Alex Thunder and Chris Monsoon call for the end! They dance around as Monsoon jumps and catches Hardcore in a Hurricanrana, and then Alex Thunder finishes off with a running shooting star press.
Joey Styles: It's the Eye of the Storm!
Crimson Lightning after seeing this gets out of the ring to grab the title. He starts jumping up and down yelling about his title win. Meanwhile the referee counts the pin. 1..2...3!
DING DING!
Announcer: Here is your winner and new Cabo-Wabo Middleweight Champion, Alex Thunder!!
Joey Styles: Whoa!
Crimson: What? Are you stupid? I won the match!! I'm the Champ!
Crimson Lightning argues with the referee who explains that Thunder pinned the Champ.
Joey Styles: Alex Thunder has just won his first VWF Title!
P. Lickin: Wait, Crimson is the leader of American Storm, HE should be champion! Alex Thunder wasn't even in the match, The American Storm was!
Defeated, Crimson just demands that Alex Thunder put the title around his waist, which he does without hesistation. "All of the Lights" plays over the loudspeaker and they leave.
Joey Styles: Crimson Lightning may have the title around his waist, but that doesn't change the fact that officially, Alex Thunder is the Cabo-Wabo Middleweight Champion!
Winner: Alex Thunder (American Storm) wins the Cabo-Wabo Championship
SEAN EDMUNDS SEGMENT
The fans buzz in the arena as the VikingTron rumbles to life. The Georgia Dome roars in disapproval as "Simply Sensational" Sean Edmunds and Miss Karla walk down a hallway, and as soon as they see the camera their brisk pace slows to a trickle. Edmunds listens, the fans' heavy jeers reverberating through the arena and making its way down the hallway, and smirks as the two walk right up to the camera.
"What's the matter, Atlanta?" he questions as he appears to look through the VikingTron at all the fans. "Is the impending doom of Scott DiBiase wearing you down out there?"
He laughs as the crowd erupts into another chorus of jeers. "Oh, stop it." He waves them off. "DiBiase had his chance at the VWF World Heavyweight championship … and what did he do with it?" Edmunds pauses and puts his hand to his ear. "What's that?" he taunts. "That's right .. he laid down in the middle of the ring like the punchline he has always been."
The heat is on now. "But you have to hand it to Scott," the smile returns. "He knows that when the lights come up, when everything is said .. and done … he'll be watching on the sidelines as the VWF World Heavyweight championship is strapped around someone else's waist. But he'll go down fighting! And by golly gee, he would even take the Intercontinental Championship if he could. Problem is, Scott… you can't. And you won't."
Edmunds pulls Karla closer to his side.
"So you fat, lazy, out-of-work trailer-park pieces of trash better take notice, because Sean Edmunds is only moments away from walking out of Bloodlust with yet ANOTHER belt to my name." Edmunds hoists the Pan-Pacific Championship belt over his shoulder. "Because, just like I have proven myself to be the GREATEST Pan-Pacific champion of all-time … tonight, I'm going to prove that I am the greatest wrestler here in the VWF."
He waits for the noise to die down before continuing. As he waits, Miss Karla whispers something in his ear and walks out of the shot.
"Kamikaze can't stop me. He's too busy washing the tears away after another failing to competently represent the VWF yet again. TD Alexander can't even take the time follow what's going on, nevermind actually making a substantive contribution tonight.. and Scott? From what I hear, Scott's spent the last few hours filming promos for Royal Rumble 2012. But hey, when you have as much time on your hands as he does … I guess you might as well put it to good use."
Edmunds takes a step back and holds his arms out. "So here I am, Atlanta. Your Pan-Pacific Champion. Your future dual-champion. Your SAVIOR from the gawdy TD Alexander; from the disappointing Kamikaze … and from the ego of Scott DiBiase."
He walks past the camera and out of the shot, but as he leaves, the crowd can hear one parting shot. "Too bad I can't save you from being Southern."
Before they can get too far, we hear a voice from the distance.
??: Hey, you two!
They turn around to see Acting VWF Commissioner Timothy Kahrs, to a small pop from the crowd.
TIMOTHY KAHRS: I saw what you two did earlier tonight, and it was NOT cool!
Sean and Karla look at each other for a moment, before laughing hysterically to the chagrin of Kahrs.
TIMOTHY KAHRS: Oh, you think that's funny? Well keep laughing--as acting VWF Commissioner I am hereby BANNING Miss Karla from ringside!
Sean and Karla are furious as the crowd roars in approval.
SEAN EDMUNDS: You can't do that!
TIMOTHY KAHRS: I can, and I just did! See if you can convince The Viking King otherwise, he's a bit busy tonight.
Kahrs chuckles as he walks off, leaving an infuriated Edmunds and Miss Karla as we cut back to ringside.
JOEY STYLES: Miss Karla banned from ringside, and it looks like Edmunds' ace is no longer in the hole!
P. LICKIN: I'd like to stick my ace in HER hole.
JOEY STYLES: …lovely. Folks, I've just received an update from the office of the Viking King regarding Alexander Cage. It seems that injuries sustained have forced Cage to vacate the title...and Mr. Enigma has been granted his shot at the title tonight, facing Reverend John Crazy!
P. LICKIN: Yeah, that's what I'm talking about! Making an impact, where wrestling REALLY matters!
JOEY STYLES: It's disgusting, is what it is!
Mr. Enigma Vs Reverend John Crazy
VWF United States Championship
P. Lickin: Wait, who's the guy in the ring right now?
Joey Styles: That would be Peter S. Announcer, on loan from Timothy Kahrs' day job as an assistant P.E. teacher.
P. Lickin: Oh, okay.
Announcer: The following match is for the VWF United States Championship!
"She Got It Remix" By Hurt hits the PA system. The crowd gives a mixed reaction as Mr. Enigma makes his way down to the ring.
JOEY STYLES: Mr. Enigma inserting himself into the match here by attacking Alexander Cage earlier, we will now get to see Enigma take on Reverend John Crazy!
P. LICKIN: And it's time to watch Mr. Enigma become the new United States Champion!
The lights in the arena go dim as the opening chords to Paint It, Black begins to play throughout the arena. Crazy makes his out as the only light in the arena is a spotlight that follows him to the ring. Crazy solemnly makes his way down to the ring, then climbs to the second turnbuckle and closes his eyes and raises his fists into the air.
P. LICKIN: Well, John Crazy has a chance here to add another Championship to his history, not sure how to feel about that…
JOEY STYLES: That would be incredible to see! Looks like the referee is ready to start the match, so let's get back to the ring!
The bell sounds for the match to begin. Enigma and Reverend meet up in the center of the ring and Enigma is able to give a quick strong jab to the jaw of Reverend which sends Reverend tumbling back, but only for a half second as Reverend comes flying back with a punch of his own. This starts out a brawl between the two stars, who trade punches back and forth with the fans growing louder and louder. The brawling stops when Reverend is able to catch an arm and pull Enigma in and scoop him up for a scoop slam, this gives Reverend enough to slam down onto Enigma's head with an elbow that made the crowd ooo as if they could feel the pain even if it was just a basic move. Reverend pulls Enigma by his hair and puts him into a sitting position. Reverend is able to lock his arms into a headlock, cutting the oxygen from getting to Enigma's head, but Enigma has a ton of energy from it still being the starting of the match, and is able to push up to his feet with Reverend. Enigma then lands a few elbows into the gut of Reverend, making Reverend step away from the hold. Enigma grabs hold on Reverend's arm, and throws him at the ropes. Reverend hits the ropes and is coming back towards Enigma and meets a… SPEAR! Cover by Enigma, 1..2.. NO! Kickout from Reverend!
JOEY STYLES: Close call there for Reverend! Seems like Enigma has control in this match now!
P. LICKIN: Who called it!?
Enigma slams a fist into the mat with anger as Reverend stays on the mat holding his arms to his stomach, in obvious pain from the spear. Enigma gets back to his feet and taunts the crowd, to show that he is preparing to hit his finisher. Reverend slowly pushes himself back up to his feet and Enigma locks him in a hold, looking to hit The Florida Flat-Liner, but Reverend is able to shove Enigma away with some of the energy that he has left. Enigma tries to attack Reverend but is met with a kick to the gut which is followed by a snap DDT. Reverend doesn't waste time and locks Enigma into a boston crab after flipping Enigma onto his gut. Enigma yells in pain and tries to fight the urge to tap out, so he starts crawling towards the ropes, but Reverend is doing his best to keep Enigma in the center of the ring.
JOEY STYLES: Dare to eat your words?
P. LICKIN: Shut up. There is plenty of time for Enigma to make a come back here.
Suddenly the lights in the arena go intensely bright, blinding everyone for a few seconds and interrupting the ref's count.
Styles: Oh my fuc…my eyes! (falls out of chair)
P. Lickin: This is why I always wear sunglasses in my picture.
Crazy regains part of his sight and sees mannequins at each turnbuckle corner. They are all dressed up differently, but each outfit is all too familiar. John stands in the center of the ring, continuously looking at all the mannequins. Suddenly from the ceiling of the arena drops a hanging corpse of Steven Chandler, scaring Crazy slightly but more angering him and he pushes the hanging corpse out of his way and goes for the mannequin dressed up in a long black coat and puritan hat and disrobes it.
Nothing but a mannequin, however being disrobed, it explodes, igniting that corner section of the ring in flames, and sending a flock of ravens flying all around him. The ravens then all fly to another mannequin, wearing a dark robe and a flat brimmed fedora. John immediately disrobes it with the ravens flying around him again….
Nothing but a mannequin again, however after being disrobed it begins to melt into a puddle which ignites that corner section of the ring in flames. John quickly runs for another dressed in a long sleeveless leather robe, arm length gloves and tall top hat.
Nothing still, however that corner begins to ignite in flames as well. John quickly turns to the last remaining mannequin, which has already been stripped of its clothing. The mannequin begins to vibrate and destroys itself in flames.
With the ring now surrounded by flames, John is trapped. The view of the entrance ramp completely covered in smoke, we begin to hear some clicking sounds as the instrumental to Count to Six and Die plays. The piano tone getting louder, a voice heard slowly counting as the entrance ramp lighting dims to a mere blue cone.
1……
2…...
3…...
……Half naked people roped together and wearing animals masks walk out, pulling something with their tied up necks….
4…...
5……
6……
…...pulling a small carriage or rickshaw that is carrying……
Styles: Caretaker. It's Caretaker!
P. Lickin: Boo hoo.
……wearing a bamboo hat and grey robe, his eyes glowing white, pupils still spinning.
1…..
2…..
3…..
Caretaker summons the carriage to stop.
4…..
5…..
6…..
Caretaker exits the carriage and walks to the front of the ring and stops as he and John have a staring contest.
P. Lickin: First one to blink loses.
Styles: Shut up.
Both continue to stare until Mr. Enigma regains himself and takes advantage and rolls John up for a pin. 1…..2…...3!
John raves in anger and watches Caretaker fade away in the heavy smoke cloud. Eventually the smoke disappears and the carriage and Caretaker are both gone.
P. Lickin: I guess we just gave away a spoiler on the next Crucifiction.
Styles: Huh?
P. Lickin: On the next Crucifiction. Spoiler. You saw it here first…John goes Crazy and he yells at CT in the ring
Styles: Oh come on you have to admit…wait did you just pun John's name?
Winner: Mr. Enigma wins the United States Championship
TIMOTHY KAHRS/VIKING KING SEGMENT
We cut to the back, inside The Viking King's office...where Timothy Kahrs is on the phone with someone?
TIMOTHY KAHRS: So I walk into the place, and everyone's staring at me like some sort of freak. Weird, huh? Anyways...
Suddenly there is a knock on the door, and Kahrs lowers his voice to a whisper.
TIMOTHY KAHRS: Listen, I gotta go. I think the boss is back finally. Talk to you later. Love you, Mom.
He hangs up the phone, clearing his throat before attempting to impersonate the Viking King.
TIMOTHY KAHRS: (voice deepened) Verily dost the Viking King is not wearing pants. Do not disturb Him at this time of great need, or you shall suffer His wra--
The door bursts open, revealing The Viking King as Timothy cowers in fear.
VIKING KING: Why are you in The Viking King's office, Alexander?
TIMOTHY KAHRS: Timothy, sir. It's Timothy.
VIKING KING: He doesn't care WHAT your name is!
TIMOTHY KAHRS: Who doesn't?
VIKING KING: The Viking King!
TIMOTHY KAHRS: Oh, so you don't care?
VIKING KING: No, He doesn't!
TIMOTHY KAHRS: Who doesn't?
VIKING KING: Are you toying with Him?
TIMOTHY KAHRS: Honestly, sir, if I knew who he was I'd say for sure.
VIKING KING: …
TIMOTHY KAHRS: ...Right, I should leave now. I left a couple folders on your desk about new VWF Superstars. Please don't eat me.
The Viking King just grunts in frustration, pointing to the door.
VIKING KING: Leave, Alexander. Leave now.
Kahrs just nods his head as he walks to the door. He opens the door and starts to walk out before shouting out.
TIMOTHY KAHRS: It's TIMOTHY, you jerk!
He makes a mad dash down the hallway, leaving an incensed Viking King to look over the folders.
VIKING KING: Adam Morrison, huh? Sounds like a real winner. And what in the blue Smurf is an Ebirah?
With this we cut back to ringside.
P. LICKIN: Ha, Viking King said Smurf.
JOEY STYLES: ...right. Up next, Maverick Jones defends his Britannia Title against Maximillian Vandiel III!
Maverick Jones (c) Vs Maximillian Vandiel III
VWF Britannia Heavyweight Championship
Joey Styles: It's been a great night so far, right P?
P. Lickin: If you say so.
Joey Styles: Once again we'd like to thank Peter S. Announcer for his ring announcing efforts here ton--wait a minute…
Vandiel's music begins playing over the loudspeaker.
Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the VWF Britannia Championship!
Maximillian Vandiel walks out and gets booed.
Announcer: Introducing the challenger, weighing in at 238 pounds, Maximillian Vandiel III!
Joey Styles: Vandiel won this right last month to face Maverick Jones for the Britannia Title, and tonight he gets to cash in on VWF's biggest stage!
Maverick Jones' theme replaces in and the crowd goes wild. He bursts out through the curtain with his title around his waist.
Announcer: His opponent. From Baltimore, Maryland weighing in at 187 pounds, he is your VWF Britannia Champion, Maverick Jones!!
P. Lickin: What the fuck?? Why does everyone keep calling it the Britannia Title?
Joey Styles: It is the Britannia Title, P.
P. Lickin: No! It's the Britannia HEAVYWEIGHT Championship. Why the fuck is that being dropped?
Joey Styles: Maverick isn't exactly a heavyweight.
P. Lickin: Well screw him! Screw him just as hard as I screwed your mom last night!
The referee calls for the bell as Maverick and Vandiel lock up. Vandiel backs Maverick into the corner and lights him up with some chops. He whips Maverick to the other corner and charges him. Vandiel once again throws Maverick to the opposite corner in the ring, this time hitting him with a shoulder thrust. Maverick stumbles forward and Vandiel puts him into the Tree of Woe.
Joey Styles: Vandiel is being very physical to start this match.
P. Lickin: For the love of God squash him!!
Vandiel chokes Maverick with his boot and draws a count from the ref. He breaks at five and argues with the referee. Vandiel goes over again and grabs Maverick's head and lifts him up. Maverick grabs his arm and flips himself into a Crucifix position on Vandiel! Vandiel starts spinning around to try and break Maverick loose. Vandiel stops spinning staggered, and Maverick swings around and gets Vandiel in his Hanging Armbar!! Vandiel quickly fights his way to the ropes to break the hold. Maverick slips off. Vandiel turns around and Maverick hops up onto his shoulders. Vandiel counters with a huge powerbomb...no! Maverick holds on and locks in a Triangle choke! Vandiel struggles again, but is still close enough to the ropes to break.
Joey Styles: Maverick is now wrestling his match, he's wearing down Vandiel.
P. Lickin: If you call getting beat up all over this ring Maverick's type of match, than you'd be right.
Vandiel rolls under the bottom rope to regroup. Maverick takes the opportunity to baseball slide under, but he gets caught and pulled out of the ring. Vandiel rolls back in as the referee starts to count out Maverick.
Joey Styles: Doesn't he realize he doesn't win the title if he wins by count out?
P. Lickin: I would never question what Vandiel does ever. Besides Maverick wouldn't do the smart thing and let himself get counted out. He'd do the dumb thing and get back in the ring.
Joey Styles: You can never say Maverick doesn't have any fire.
P. Lickin: Fire? It's a wax candle on it's last legs. That's Maverick's entire career.
Maverick rolls back into the ring. Vandiel pulls Maverick to his feet and Maverick delivers a stiff uppercut! Maverick whips Vandiel into the corner. He goes for a kick, but Vandiel hops up to the top rope to avoid it. Maverick stops his move and leaps up and kicks Vandiel in the face! Vandiel slumps over into a sitting position. Maverick pulls him down and tosses him off the top with a monkey flip!
Joey Styles: Maverick is rolling now!
Vandiel pops back up and Maverick leaps over him and pulls him down for a Sunset Bomb! Maverick is rolling as he panders to the crowd. Maverick picks up Vandiel. Vandiel swings wildly for a punch and misses, he spins around and Maverick knees him in the face!
Joey Styles: The fast leaping ability of Maverick! Natural Selection!
Maverick goes for the cover as the crowd counts along. 1..2...3!! Ding Ding!
Announcer: Your winner and still VWF Britannia Champion, Maverick Jones!
P. Lickin: HEAVYWEIGHT!!!! GOD DAMMIT!!
Joey Styles: Maverick cruises here to an easy win.
Maverick shakes hands with the referee and announcer than takes the microphone.
P. Lickin: No one wants to hear you talk...
Maverick: That...was sooooo cool!
Maverick raises his title in the air and the crowd cheers.
Maverick: But, you know what else would be cool? Me, returning to CWC for the first time in two years! I'm laying down an open challenge to anyone who wants to challenge for the Britannia Title, to come down to CWC Golden Dreams, and face me! It's gonna be awesome! We'll have a great time and stuff! I love preforming for large crowds and this one will be a large crowd!
Maverick's music hits the loudspeaker as he leaves the ring to the crowd's approval.
Joey Styles: Will anyone take up Maverick's open challenge for a title match at CWC Golden Dreams?
P. Lickin: Who cares about Maverick? Who cares about CWC? I hope NO ONE takes the offer so Maverick can't wrestle at that stupid event.
Joey Styles: I'm sure the fans will disagree with that attitude.
P. Lickin: Yeah well the fan's mothers last night didn't object to my attitude!
Joey Styles: How is that even possible?
P. Lickin: If only you knew what the P in my name stands for.
Suddenly, "Numb" by Linkin Park plays over the PA as an all too familiar face comes walking down the ramp.
Joey Styles: It's Michael Bunda! We haven't seen HIM in a while, what's he…oh, no.
Bunda runs down, sliding into the ring as he and Maverick begin slugging it out in the ring. After a moment Maverick is no match for the returning Bunda, who sets Maverick up for a Canadian Destroyer!
Joey Styles: Darkness Falls! Darkness Falls on the Britannia champion!
P. Lickin: Britannia HEAVYWEIGHT Cha--
Joey Styles: Will you be serious!?
Bunda continues beating Maverick down until EMTs arrive, as Bunda makes his escape.
Joey Styles: Michael Bunda has come back to the VWF, and he is on a mission!
Winner: Maverick Jones retains the VWF Britannia Heavyweight Championship
SCOTT DIBIASE SEGMENT
We cut to the back, where we find Scott DiBiase and Dash St. John discussing their strategy when Timothy Kahrs walks up to them, dressed an awful lot like the guy from the movie "Office Space," coffee mug and all.
TIMOTHY KAHRS: Hey guys, ready for the big match tonight?
Both men nod their head with a smile, to which Kahrs responds with a smile of his own.
TIMOTHY KAHRS: Greeeeat. Well...
His smile fades away.
TIMOTHY KAHRS: Yeeeeah. Great for you, Scott. Not so much for you, Dash. You see, I just banned Miss Karla from ringside during the main event...and I kinda don't want to seem biased, so I can't let one manager be out there and not another, so...I'm kinda gonna need you to stay away from ringside, okay Dash? That'd be grrreeeeeaaat.
The crowd begins to boo, not too pleased with this development. Dash reluctantly nods in agreement with a heavy sigh.
TIMOTHY KAHRS: Grreeeeat, thanks.
Kahrs walks off, leaving Scott and Dash to shake their heads as we cut back to ringside.
P. LICKIN: Finally, Kahrs does something USEFUL!
JOEY STYLES: Well, it seems all five men will have to rely on their own strengths later tonight...but right now, the Tag Team Championships are up for grabs as the Brothers defend against the new tag team of Steven Patrick and Kill Crazy!
P. LICKIN: Don't let Patrick hear you, he's not a tag wrestler!
"The Brothers" Dr. Feelgood & Dr. Jekyl (c) Vs Steven Patrick & Kill Crazy
VWF World Tag Team Championships
The lights in the arena go down and the familiar Motley Crue song pumps through the PA. The fans are immediately on their feet and the roar is deafening as the entrance lights up to display the posing forms of Feelgood and Jekyl. Pyros fire off across the stage and the lights come up as the tag team champions begin their march down the ramp, riding the roar of the crowd all the way down to the ring with Feelgood's vikingtron picture on display behind them.
The Brothers climb into the ring, hefting their championship belts onto their shoulders and ascending the turnbuckles to work the fans a little before returning to the middle of the ring and waiting for the music to die down.
"How Soon Is Now?" by The Smiths hits the speakers and the crowd begins to boo. Steven walks onto the entrance ramp to the sound of his music. With a bored yet somehow focused look in his eye he stares out the fans. 'There's no shame in hating me, for I am consistently better than you' he yells, almost to himself, before strolling down to the ring and climbing into the ring in a decidedly regal, slow, fashion. Soaking up the hatred, he climbs the turnbuckle and points at himself, before jumping down and awaiting the match to start.
"The Archers Bows Have Broken" by Brand New hits the speaker system and Kill Crazy appears from behind a the curtain with his arms held high. The sinister make-up which hides the true face of Kill Crazy is fashioned into a similarly sinister smile as he walks down the ramp. A lot of the fans cheer, albeit ironically. They are supposed to boo him, but he's too much of a cool cat to boo. As he purposely holds himself away from the infected arms of the poor, he gradually turns to walk up the steel steps and then into the ring. Before his match begins he runs a few ropes before once again holding his arms up for the crowd to see.
JOEY STYLES: A lot of excitement surrounding this match, P. The Tag Team titles ARE on the line!
P. LICKIN: Right, Joey, and we all know that ANYTHING can, and most likely will, happen when The Brothers are in the ring.
JOEY STYLES: Well, the ref is about to call for the bell, so let's get back to the action.
Feelgood and Patrick step to the outside as Jekyl and Crazy start pacing around the ring. The ref calls for the bell and the match is underway. Crazy runs at Jekyl and Jekyl catches him with a hip toss. Jekyl makes a quick tag out to Feelgood. Feelgood into the ring and Crazy is off and running at him. Feelgood catches Crazy with another hip toss, and tags back out to Jekyl. Jekyl skips around the ring as Crazy gets back to his feet. Crazy runs at Jekyl and is met with yet another hip toss. Jekyl tags back out to Feelgood. Crazy rolls back to his corner and tags Patrick in. Patrick steps through the ropes and Crazy hits Patrick with a hip toss before stepping out to the apron.
P. LICKIN: This is EXACTLY what I meant when I said that anything could happen with The Brothers in the ring!
JOEY STYLES: But The Brothers had nothing to do with that right there!
P. LICKIN: They didn't have anything to do with your mom screaming my name last night either, but that doesn't change the fact that anything can happen when they're in that ring together!
Patrick to his feet and he starts yelling at Crazy about the hip toss. Crazy just shrugs and points at Feelgood, telling Patrick to get his head back in the match. Patrick turns around and goes to tie up with Feelgood, but Feelgood delivers yet another hip toss. Feelgood goes to tag back out to Jekyl, but by now, Jekyl is in stitches laughing, and has sat down on the ring apron trying to stop laughing and catch his breath. Feelgood shrugs and turns back around to Patrick just in time to for Patrick to hit him with a hip toss. Patrick decides to end the silliness here and pounces on Feelgood, applying a sleeper hold.
JOEY STYLES: Steven Patrick trying to end things quick here with the submission move.
P. LICKIN: You know, this reminds me of the time when-
JOEY STYLES: P! You know there's children watching this program!
P. LICKIN: Yeah, I know. I'm really amazed they haven't tried to censor my name yet, to be honest!
Patrick wrenches the hold on tight and Feelgood appears to be slipping away. The ref checks on Feelgood, and that's when he seems to catch his second wind. Feelgood fights back to his feet, and then fights out of the hold by delivering a few hard elbows to Patrick's gut. Patrick releases the hold and backs up a few feet. Patrick lunges forward with a clothesline that Feelgood ducks under, and then as Patrick is turning around, Feelgood lands a super-kick to Patrick's jaw. Feelgood goes over to tag Jekyl in as Patrick rolls to his corner to tag in Crazy.
Crazy and Jekyl run at each other, and Jekyl grabs Crazy for a hip toss. But this time, Crazy flips through and lands on his feet, and then back-flips and lands a Pele kick on Jekyl. Jekyl stumbles and falls to the mat on his face as Crazy makes a sprint to the corner and jumps to the top turnbuckle. Crazy back-flips through the air and lands on top of Jekyl with a splash. Crazy jumps to his feet and poses to the crowd before spinning back around and covering for the pin.
1...
2...
Kick Out!
Jekyl shoves Crazy off of him and then rolls out of the ring under the bottom rope. As Jekyl paces around at ring side, Crazy makes a tag to Patrick. Patrick jumps off the apron and begins to chase Jekyl around the ring. Jekyl dives back into the ring, and leaps towards the corner to make a tag to Feelgood. Patrick is diving back into the ring as Feelgood steps through the ropes. Feelgood and Patrick run each other and at the same time, deliver devastating clotheslines, sending both men to the ground. The ref begins to count as the men slowly get to their feet, both sliding into the ring. Suddenly, Patrick tags in Crazy as he leaves the ring with an angry look on his eyes. The crowd boos as Patrick makes his way up the ramp, shouting "I'm not a tag wrestler!" to the astonishment of the Brothers and Kill Crazy.
JOEY STYLES: What…what is going on? Is Steven Patrick really abandoning his partner!?
P. LICKIN: Hey, you heard the man. He's not a tag wrestler!
The brothers stare at each other, and then at an angry Kill Crazy. They simply shrug before delivering a double Defibulator on Kill Crazy, as both men pile on top of him for the cover. 1…2…3!
Winners: The Brothers retain the VWF World Tag Team Championships
JONNY CEDRONE SEGMENT
**--After a few stellar matches, the scene cuts to the backstage area where we see Kyle Bacon standing in the interview area with a confused Jonny Cedrone and Gloria. The fans out in the arena begin to cheer but are quickly hushed as Bacon begins the questioning.--**
Bacon: Jonny, you were just making your announcement about your return to the Viking Wrestling Federation when you were interrupted by a man that you or anyone else was expecting to see or hear from, Dan Ryan. And as much as his appearance was a surprise, I don't think there was anything that could prepare you or anyone else for that matter for what he had to say.
Cedrone: I know, shocking isn't it? Ya know, throughout my entire life I have given people the benefit of the doubt without too much of a question. Gloria will attest to that as it was against your advisement to have given Scott DiBiase yet another chance after what he's done to me in the past, but here we are, two years after the feud started and we're good friends. Yeah, maybe the mutual respect had something to do with the friendship, but common interests and common ideas about this sport and the future for it played into the fact that we get along so well. But THIS...THIS is something that hit me, hit us ALL out of leftfield.
Bacon: Why do they always use 'leftfield?' How come they never say 'right field' or 'centerfield'?
**--Cedrone just looks at Bacon--**
Bacon: Sorry, but the question remains…do you trust Dan Ryan?
Cedrone: The man comes out to the ring and tells me that he respects me. Those words have NEVER, at least not to my knowledge, came out of that man's mouth about me at any point in time in his VWF career until tonight. Why tonight? Why the night that I make my announcement? Why AFTER we went through Hell with each other on a couple occasions?
Bacon: As you know, he said it was due to the fact that you kept getting up during that hardcore match with him, even after you had injured your neck.
Cedrone: You and everyone else knows that there's no quit in Jonny Cedrone. Mr. Fantastic found that out the hard way, Alexia found that out the hard way, King Stan, Scotty, they all found out that I will not give up until either I win the match, or you EARN the win. I have always had that 'never say die' attitude and always will.
Bacon: What are your feelings on Dan Ryan? Where does he stand with you?
Cedrone: Right now, he's still an enemy in my eyes. See, I don't know if he's trying to lure me into a false sense of friendship or even mutual respect, then SNAP he'll put me in the hospital again, or if it's truly sincere, but one thing's for sure, once I get back into the swing of things, once I get back into the groove, I WILL be invoking my rematch clause and Dan Ryan and I WILL meet in that ring!
Bacon: So there's no mutual respect there between the two of you? If there IS respect on his part, you don't return the favor?
Cedrone: Dan Ryan is a beast, and Dan Ryan's another man who has a 'never say die' attitude. Whenever there's something in his sights, he will NOT quit until he gets it. It's just that unfortunately for the victim that's set in front of him, Dan Ryan bulldozes over the competition. I just happened to be one of those victims…this time. Next time, the results won't be near the same. Do I respect Dan Ryan? Of course I do. I know I've said time and time again that he's not a wrestler, that he's simply just a rough 'em up kinda guy, but truth be told…he's not all that bad out in the ring. I mean he's brutal, but he's not that bad of a wrestler. There are different dynamics of a wrestler. Some people strictly use Ric Flair, Bret Hart, Curt Hennig, Bruno Sammartino or Bob Backlund as the picture perfect wrestler, I'm lumped in with that crowd. But there also others out there who think that the Steiner Brothers, Taz and some would even say that The Eliminators, Perry Saturn and John Kronus were great wrestlers, and the common theme with those guys were their array of suplexes that they could throw at you. Dan Ryan falls into THIS category. But if there's anything I've learned while being in the ring with Dan Ryan those few times is that even though Dan Ryan is a suplex machine, when the time comes and when it's a necessity, he WILL get down and dirty and actually WRESTLE. So yeah, I have respect for him, do I trust him? Not really, no.
Bacon: How do you feel about his statement about you getting your shot at the World Title?
Cedrone: See, it's a dog eat dog world out there and the problem is that some of us are wearing milkbone underwear, and when you're the smaller dog in the fight, either the bigger dog wins or the hungrier dog wins. It's up to you to decide if you're hungrier than the bigger dog or not. Dan Ryan is no doubt the bigger dog. He's taller, he weighs more, and he's carrying around the one thing that MAKES him the big dog in this yard, the VWF World Heavyweight Championship.
Bacon: An honor that you're no stranger to.
Cedrone: Not at all, but even though he may be bigger than I am, I'm hungrier. I'm a two time VWF World Heavyweight Champion. The first reign lasted what, 5, 10 minutes? Then a month later I fought and beat Crimson Lightening at CWC's Golden Dreams last year and won the Belt for the second time, and held onto it for 10 months. And in those 10 months I fought some of the greatest competition and wrestled in some of the greatest wrestling matches that's ever been contested in a wrestling ring. After Scott beat me at Royal Rumble this year, a little while later I fought Dan Ryan and ended up nearly as a vegetable. So yeah, not only am I hungry to get my Championship back, but I'm also a little hungry to get revenge for being put up on the shelf. I think I qualify to be known as the hungrier dog of the two.
Bacon: That is of course if he gets past his match here tonight. He's got some pretty stiff competition in front of him.
Cedrone: Does he ever? Kamikaze, Scott DiBiase, TD Alexander and Sean Edmunds all spell a tough night for one Dan Ryan. I wish him and the rest of the guys involved, good luck. Just go out there and put on the best match that you can! And…
**--Just then, Jonny Cedrone's handed a note, reads and looks up at Gloria confused--**
Cedrone: What's this about?
**--He hands it to Gloria who reads it.--**
Gloria: I don't know, you might want to call Tom.
**--Jonny reaches into his suit jacket pocket and pulls out his cell phone and dials a number--**
Cedrone: Hey Tom, are you watching the show?
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Cedrone: What does it mean?
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Cedrone: But it says that Dan Ryan paid all my medical bills?
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Bacon: WHAT?!
Joey: What did he just say?
P. Lickin': Oh I don't know! I've been lost since Dan Ryan said 'I respect you.' This story's already old.
Bacon: Dan Ryan, allegedly has paid Jonny Cedrone's medical bills!
**--Cedrone finishes the phone conversation, puts the phone back in his jacket pocket and just looks at Gloria and shrugs his shoulders--**
Cedrone: I don't know. This beats all I've ever seen or heard in my entire life.
Bacon: Excuse me, Jonny, but did you say that Dan Ryan has paid your medical bills?!
Cedrone: Apparently so. I don't know why, I don't know how, don't know when, I basically…just…don't know. I'm at a loss for words and frankly…I just don't know. I appreciate it, but it was an unnecessary thing for him to do and a very confusing and shocking thing for him to do.
**--Cedrone and Gloria walk off camera leaving Bacon standing there alone as he looks into the camera--**
Bacon: Folks, it seems that there's something fishy going on around here and I can't quite put my finger on it. Then again, it might not be fishy at all. Could it actually be that Dan Ryan has a heart after all? Could it be that Dan Ryan is trying to turn over a new leaf? Who knows? Joey, P, back down to you, I need a drink and a shrink.
Joey: Thanks Kyle, wow P. First Dan Ryan comes out and tells Jonny Cedrone that he respects him and all that and now we find out that he paid for Jonny Cedrone's medical bills? Why do you look so depressed?
P. Lickin': First I thought we were rid of Jonny Cedrone for good, then earlier in the night he makes the announcement that's back. Then my favorite Cedrone Beater, Dan Ryan comes down to the ring, THAT'S when I thought we were finally going to be rid of Cedrone for good, then he goes and gives a mushy speech about how respects him and blah, blah, blah. And NOW, we find out that he paid for Cedrone's medical bills?! Casey Anthony gets away with murder, Betty Ford dies, the last US Space Shuttle blasted off on the 8th, Derek Jeter hit his 3,000th career hit, apparently OJ Simpson killed Nicole out of self-defense and we have a new country in South Sudan…What is this World coming to?! I'm already tired Joey, you might have to do this show by yourself.
Joey: How would tonight be any different?
**--P gives Joey the death stare as the camera shot cuts to one focused on the entrance ramp as we get ready for our next match--**
Johnny Aggression (c) Vs Christopher White Vs Leon "Purple" Hayze
VWF Eurocontinental Championship
"War" by 30 Seconds to Mars plays, as Johnny Aggression walks out from behind the curtain. The fans start to cheer as Johnny walks down to ringside. Johnny goes up the stairs and through the ropes. Johnny Aggression stands in the middle of the ring and raises his arm in the air as sparks come down from the ceiling.
Joey Styles: It looks like the Euro-continental Champion is in good form tonight! White and Haze are in for one hell of a fight!
"Save Me" by Burn Halo hits the PA system as the crowd start to boo knowing exactly who is due to come out through the curtain now. Christopher White emerges from the back, wearing his glasses, jacket and t-shirt combination and basic white wrestling tights. Smirking at the amount of boos that he get, White stops in the center of the stage and raises his arms as gold pyro shoots out on the sides of the stage. This is the cue that sends White down the ramp, ignoring the desperate fans reaching out hoping for a slap on the hand. White uses the steps at ring side to get into the ring and heads over to the ropes where he raises his arm while looking out to the crowd, which just causes more boos.
P. Lickin: Chris White, here he is folks! He'll be out new Euro-champ tonight!
Joey Styles: Euro-champ?
P. Lickin: Yupp, he'll be Euro-champ and you're already Euro-chump!
Joey Styles: .....That... was really bad, even for you.
Purple and green lights and flash as his music begins to play, and as the first time Jimmi Hendrix finishes uttering 'Purple Haze...', green pyros hit to the right and left as he hits the stage, spinning slowly with his hands outstretched for a moment, before lazily making his way to the ring, stumbling a bit as if intoxicated. All three competitors stand off in different corners of the ring as the ref goes over the rules.
Joey Styles: Here we go folks, we about to see a great match tonight!
The bell rings and the match gets underway, and Aggression makes a bee line for White, taking him down with a real swift clothesline. White hits the mat and Hayze is there with a running forearm smash to the back of Aggression's head. Aggression stumbles forward, tripping over the rising White, sending both of them sprawling. Hayze starts in on Aggression by picking him up by the hair and hitting a few forearms to the face. Aggression manages to dodge a hit and sends a smash of his own right back at Hayze.
Joey Styles: Looks like Hayze and Aggression are looking to make it very clear who is who in this match so there is no confusion by the ref! They're trying to make the other bleed.
White is up now and slamming an elbow into Aggression's guy before spinning on his heel and sending his elbow to Hayze's throat. Hayze gags grabbing at his gullet while White grabs his other free arm and throws Hayze into the ropes, slamming him down with a hip toss on the return. Aggression has recovered by now and grabs White from behind for a classic German suplex to a cheer from the crowd. Aggression rolls and covers White, hooking the leg for a swift and sneaky pin.
1..2...
Hayze is there to break the pin with a boot to Aggression's back. As Aggression rolls away, Hayze delivers a hard stomp to White then goes for a second attack but White rolls away and Hayze's foot meets the mat, sending a shock through his leg. He backs up to shake it off as White rises to his vertical base and spears Hayze. He sits on the man's chest and hits him with a flurry of blows to the face and head. Hayze manages to throw White off and both men rise to their feet once more, but not for long. Aggression is waiting and charges at Hayze, going for a lariat. The move connects sending Hayze back over the top rope and out of the ring. Aggression turns around, a smirk on his face and is greeted with an STO from White.
Joey Styles: A nasty take down by White, and... OH! He's going for the Inevitable! This could easily be it for Aggression right here folks!
P. Lickin: What'd I say? White's going home as the new Euro-continental Champ!!
White has quickly put Aggression into the Boston Crab to a nasty reaction from the crowd. Aggression struggles to get to the ropes but White drags him back to the center of the ring. With the ref keeping a close eye on the two of them, Aggression is slowly but surely dragging himself and White towards the ropes. For a second time White drags him but, but with Aggression's fighting, he doesn't making it very far towards the center. As this goes on, outside the ring Hayze is slowly climbing to his feet, and keeping one eye on the ring action while he shakes the cobwebs off. Back in the ring, Aggression finally manages reach the ropes and the ref calls for a rope break.
Joey Styles: White, is ignoring the ref's call for a rope break.
P. Lickin: Ignoring!? No way! The ref is just too quiet, hell I barely heard him!
Joey Styles: Oh whatever! And now White's getting a five count...aaand breaking at the four!
White breaks the count and Aggression quickly gets to his feet, grabbing White and throws him across the ring. White hits the ropes and before he can make a return, Hayze grabs White's feet, planting him face first into the mat. Hayze quickly climbs the ropes and hits a charging Aggression with a springboard dropkick to the chest. Aggression drops and Hayze scrambles around for a pin on Aggression.
Joey Styles: Hope there's no confusion this time.
1...2...KICKOUT!
Aggression kicks out and shoves Hayze off of him, before slowly rising to his feet. Hayze and White too are getting up. They all stagger towards each other as White suddenly throws a right hand at Hayze. Hayze then throws a punch toward Aggression who retaliates by chopping White. White chops Aggression back, Hayze hits Aggression with a European uppercut, and Aggression chops Hayze. White then grabs Hayze and headbutts him. Hayze staggers as White grabs him and nails him with punches, backing him to the ropes. White sends Hayze to the opposite ropes but Aggression catches him with a HUGE dropkick dropping him down to the mat.
Joey Styles: Dropkick by Aggression to Hayze! And Hayze is down on the mat!
P. Lickin: That's the same position your mom was in last night!
Aggression jumps to his feet as White grabs him from behind to try for a suplex, but Aggression counters it floating over and locking White into a rear waist lock as he attempts to reverse the suplex into a suplex of his own. White is trying his best to fight it and they go back and forth floating over each other's back trying to stop the other's suplex. This gives Hayze enough time to recover. He jumps to his feet as Aggression has White in position for a German suplex. Hayze hits White with a superkick while Aggression lifts him up and drops him down to the mat with a German suplex!
P. Lickin: Aggression with the superkick and Hayze with a German suplex!
Joey Styles: Actually... Hayze did the superkick and Aggression was the one who did the German suplex...
P. Lickin: Wait... What?
Aggression bridges as the referee drops to the mat for the count but Hayze quickly breaks it up! Hayze picks up Aggression from the match and barrages him with right hands before kneeing him in the midsection doubling him over. Hayze runs to the opposite ropes and bounces off of it. Hayze returns and White comes out from nowhere and takes him down with a kick to the face before hitting Aggression with a back elbow to the face staggering him around.
Joey Styles: White is taking names now taking both Hayze and Aggression down in one full swoop!
P. Lickin: I'm not even going to comment about that.
Joey Styles: Shut up.
Aggression staggers as White grabs him and places him in a rear chancery. White signals for the White Out but Hayze was able to recover fast enough to stop it. Hayze grabs White from behind making White drop Aggression. Hayze turns White around and hammers him with a flurry of punches and forearm shots staggering him back to the ropes. White bounces off the ropes and Hayze jumps and catches him with a hurricanrana into a cover.
1... 2... Aggression breaks the pin!
Joey Styles: Wow, SO close for Leon Hayze…but the champ knows not to let his title get taken away like that!
Hayze gets up and slams a fist into Aggression's face. He stumbles back and Hayze kicks him in the midsection and sends Aggression to the ropes. On the return Hayze takes him out with a nasty clothesline. Hayze turns his attention to White, tackling him before he gets completely to his vertical base.
Joey Styles: Hayze is laying into White with the forearms! I don't know where he got this spurt of energy but it's no good for the defending champ or White.
Hayze gets off White and makes a dash for the corner. He climbs the turnbuckles and indicates he's going to fly. Leaping from the turnbuckle he hits White with a frog splash.
Joey Styles: HAYZE JUST HIT WHITE WITH HIS MANIC DEPRESSION! HE'S GOING FOR THE PIN!
Hayze hooks the leg and pins White, as Aggression attempts to stop the pin.
1....
Aggression to his knees.
2...
Aggression on his feet now trying to get to Hayze.
3! BREAK UP!
The bell rings and Aggression drops to his knees in exasperation as Hayze stands in victory.
Joey Styles: Aggression just a split second too late to break the pin! Leon Hayze is our new Euro-continental Champion!!!
Winner: Leon Hayze wins the VWF Eurocontinental Championship
Michael Bunda Segment
P. Lickin: Would you pay attention, how else can I crack jokes about your mom if you're not listening?
Joey Styles: Folks, sorry to interrupt, but it seems that Kyle Bacon has finally succeeded in tracking down Michael Bunda after Bunda completely destroyed Maverick Jones after his successful defense of the Britannia Heavyweight Championship against Maximillian Vandiel III.
P. Lickin: He must have been hiding in your mom's Smart @$$, God I miss that guy, his island has so little virgins on it now, but its still fun to visit.
Joey Styles: Wouldn't know never been invited, over to you Kevin.
The camera pans to Kyle running along a darkened maintenance shaft in the bowels of the building.
Kyle Bacon: That's right folks; I got a tip from a reliable source that Michael Bunda's dressing room is located somewhere down here. As you know, no one has seen or heard from Michael Bunda for several weeks prior to tonight, and after what he did tonight, leaving both Maverick Jones and Maximillian Vandiel III lying in pools of their own blood, that will change. We hope to find Michael and have him explain his…
Kyle suddenly stops as a faint red glow is suddenly seen ahead. Kyle moves cautiously in the light of his camera. Suddenly he stops as Michael Bunda appears behind him; Kyle looks at Michael, a complete look of terror etched on his face. Gradually the look of terror fades as Kyle raises the mic to his lips, but its Michael Bunda's voice that issues through Kyle's mouth.
Michael Bunda: You ask stupid questions, and all shall perish now that I have set my sights on what I truly want. I will be the first man to ever hold all the current titles in the Viking Wrestling Federation, before reclaiming my World Heavyweight Title. Tonight, I have earmarked the Britannia Heavyweight Title as the first of the 3 belts I am still missing. Both Maverick Jones and Maximillian Vandiel III now know what happens to those that stand in my way. Maverick Jones you have what I want, my attack was a slight warning, I have set my sights on you, and will stop at nothing to accomplish my goal. It's as plain and simple as that, you have what I want. And I will get it. You have been warned!
Michael fades back to the darkness as Kyle comes to his senses. He looks scared and the cameraman smells the unmistakable scent of urine floating from Kyle's pants.
Kyle: Back to you Joey.
JOEY STYLES: A big night of returns at Bloodlust. We've now watched as The Rick, Mr. Enigma, Michael Bunda, and Caretaker have all come back! How will that impact the title divisions going forward? Before we find that out, it's time for our main event of the evening!
P. LICKIN: Five men enter, one...maybe two...men come out champion! Dan Ryan's Intercontinental AND World Heavyweight Championship are ON THE LINE!
JOEY STYLES: That's right, P. Now we take you to the ring...
Dan Ryan (c)(c) Vs Scott DiBiase Vs Kamikaze Vs TD Alexander Vs Sean Edmunds (c)
Double Ladder Match - VWF World Heavyweight Championship & VWF Intercontinental Championship
The first few guitar riffs of "All the Drugs" by Courtney Love blare over the PA system. The lights dim and fireworks over the entrance to the rampway shoot down creating a wall of sorts. "Simply Sensational" Sean Edmunds steps through the wall of white and raises his arms, jawing with a few fans as he walks to the ring. He walks up the steel steps, entering the ring with an angry look on his face as he removes his robe.
JOEY STYLES: Edmunds not looking too happy after Timothy Kahrs banned Miss Karla from ringside, P.
P. LICKIN: Who does that idiot think he is, anyway? He has no power here!
JOEY STYLES: He's the acting VWF Commissioner, P.
P. LICKIN: Yeah, but there's nothing wrong with Viking King! It's not like he's bogged down with work or anything.
JOEY STYLES: …
"Tear Away" by Drowning Pool hits the loudspeakers as the fans in attendance commences to boo. A moment or so passes before TD shows up on the entranceway, wearing a hooded vest. He has his head down until the word "BREAK" is blared over the airwaves as he raises his head and throws his arms wide open. He holds this position until the pyro behind him goes off and he strolls down to the ring, with the fans hissing the entire time. Once in the ring, TD lowers the hood and opens his arms once more, again, with more pyrotechnics going off behind him. He removes the garment and cracks his neck, waiting for the match to begin.
JOEY STYLES: The man who won the Owen Hart Memorial Cup at this past Crucifiction, looking to win his first Intercontinental Championship, World Heavyweight Championship, or quite possibly both!
Suddenly, the lights in the arena go dark while the crowd begins to hear a synthesized vocal chorus through the loudspeakers. Eventually, a beat is included with the chorus, until eventually it turns into a full synth song. A single spotlight appears and is planted at the entrance ramp in the meanwhile and begins to flash, corresponding to the beat. As the music reached a fever pitch, the Japanese Devil of the VWF, Kamikaze, emerged from the backstage area. As the music fades away, we see Kamikaze still standing under the spotlight, as the crowd begins to boo and jeer. Showing no emotion towards the crowd, the Japanese wrestler stands immobile for a few minutes, letting the boos wash over him like a wave.
After allowing this for a few minutes, Kamikaze slowly raises a single hand in the air, before giving a snap of his fingers, immediately bringing light to the formerly darkened arena. At this, he began to show a small sneer in reaction to the crowd, whose boos had intensified with the reemergence of light. Beginning to walk down the ring, Kamikaze ignored the crowd as he went down the aisle. Stepping up the metal staircase and jumping over the ring, Kamikaze eyed the hard camera with a stare, giving it a small wink before turning his attention on the match at hand.
JOEY STYLES: And here we have the man who came up just short of winning the World title last Crucifiction, losing by disqualification after…
P. LICKIN: You racist.
JOEY STYLES: What are you talking about?
P. LICKIN: Making a short joke because he's Asian, huh?
JOEY STYLES: What does that have to do with ANYTHING!?
P. LICKIN: Why don't you ask your mom?
JOEY STYLES: …
The lights go out and are replaced red and white spotlights as "Taking You Down" by Egypt Central hits the sound system. Scott DiBiase walks out onto the stage, illuminated by a red maple leaf-shaped spotlight. Slowly walking down the aisle, Scott smiles and flashes a handful of $100 bills, which he tosses into the crowd as he slaps hands with random fans in the front row. Scott climbs up the ring steps and steps through the top and middle ropes to enter the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle facing the camera and gives the crowd a grin and nods his head before lifting his fist in the air to pump up the crowd. With a pop from the crowd, Scott jumps down from the turnbuckle and leans back in the corner.
P. LICKIN: Man, I hate this band. I heard Egypt Central were a bunch of douchebags. Fits in well with a douchebag like DiBiase, huh?
JOEY STYLES: What are you talking about, P? Scott's changed his ways over the past few months!
P. LICKIN: If that was true why did Kahrs ban Dash from ringside? Huh? Huh? Think you can answer THAT, smart guy?
JOEY STYLES: I don't know why Kahrs banned Dash from ringside!
P. LICKIN: Exactly, NOBODY does!
JOEY STYLES: You mean he's here tonight?
P. LICKIN: Who is?
JOEY STYLES: Nobody.
P. LICKIN: Oh, for the love of...
~Wanna Go For A Ride?~
As Zero by the Smashing Pumpkins fill the arena the camera shifts to the Vikingtron as the words "Ego Buster" flash across the screen in rapid contrasting black and white coloring. Immediately following, we see a montage of Dan Ryan taking out a bevy of opponents both within the VWF and in other organizations. The flashing words return as the Vikingtron reveals the phrase: You Are Busted. With those words above, Dan Ryan emerges from the backstage and walks with a purpose as pyro erupts alongside either side of him on the entrance ramp, holding both the World Heavyweight Championship and Intercontinental Championship belts across either shoulder. Rolling under the bottom rope, Ryan climbs one of the corner turnbuckles and glares at the fans in attendance from behind the shade of his sunglasses.
P. LICKIN: Now HERE'S a man's man for you, Joey. HE'S seen the error of his ways, even going so far as to pay for Jonny Cedrone's medical bills! (mutters) Jerk.
The bell rings, immediately throwing the match into chaos: Dan Ryan goes to work on Scott DiBiase as Kamikaze and TD Alexander battle it out, allowing Sean Edmunds to slide out of the ring. He grabs a ladder from ringside, sliding it into the ring…only for Alexander to deliver a baseball slide that drives the ladder right into the face of Edmunds!
JOEY STYLES: We've only begun this match, and we already have a man down!
P. LICKIN: It's gonna be a LONG night for these guys, Joey…but for one or two of them, it'll be all worth it.
With Edmunds down, Alexander turns back to Kamikaze, who drops him out of the ring with a hard dropkick! Kamikaze turns his attention to Ryan and DiBiase, who have been exchanging blows to this point. Kamikaze then looks at the ladder with a smirk on his face as he picks it up.
JOEY STYLES: Kamikaze with some evil intentions for that ladder.
P. LICKIN: All's fair in love and war, Joey.
JOEY STYLES: That was…very profound of you, P.
P. LICKIN: That's because I'm a lover, not a fighter…just ask your mom.
JOEY STYLES: …
With the ladder in hand, Kamikaze charges at DiBiase and Ryan. Both men spot the ladder, falling back at the last second as Kamikaze crashes into the corner! Kamikaze rolls out of the ring, clutching his ribs as Ryan whips DiBiase against the ropes, hitting a clothesline on the rebound. Meanwhile, Edmunds and Alexander are exchanging lefts and rights on the outside until Edmunds whips Alexander into the Spanish announce table. He climbs up the turnbuckle, looking quite pleased with himself…until Kamikaze runs up from behind, shoving Edmunds off the turnbuckle as he crashes into Alexander, breaking the table! Both men are down and out as the crowd begins chanting "Holy Shit!"
P. LICKIN: Joey, how do you say "sorry your table is broken" in Spanish?
JOEY STYLES: …
Kamikaze smiles at his handiwork until Ryan comes at him, bringing him back into the ring with a thud. Ryan goes to work on the Divine Wind, hitting him hard with lefts and rights before whipping him against the ropes. He goes for a clothesline on the rebound, but Kamikaze ducks under before sweeping Ryan's legs out from underneath him. Kamikaze takes a moment to rest, grabbing his ribs again as DiBiase grabs the ladder from the corner, setting it up in the middle of the ring before he starts to climb.
JOEY STYLES: And it seems the former World champion will be the first to…wait, here comes Kamikaze!
Kamikaze runs up to DiBiase, kicking him square in the back. The former champ comes down to the canvas as Kamikaze begins his own ascent, about halfway up as Ryan slowly comes to. Edmunds is crawling back into the ring now, getting to his feet as he limps over to the ladder to climb the other side. Edmunds and Kamikaze begin throwing punches at each other from the top of the ladder as Alexander slides into the ring with a ladder of his own. Ryan is back on his feet at this point, as he climbs up from behind Kamikaze, launching him OFF the ladder with a German suplex! Alexander is setting up the other ladder, climbing it as DiBiase gets up and makes a climb as well. Edmunds is reaching for the Intercontinental Championship, and Alexander looks to grab the World title when Ryan tips over BOTH ladders, sending all four men down hard to the canvas!
JOEY STYLES: Dan Ryan, not letting even a colleague in Sean Edmunds get close to what he feels is rightfully his!
P. LICKIN: That's because it's every man for himself, Joey. Even Edmunds could have seen that coming.
Ryan sets one of the ladders back up, but soon turns his attention to DiBiase instead. He grabs the other ladder and begins slamming it down hard repeatedly on the back of DiBiase. He tosses the ladder aside, turning back to the ladder…where Kamikaze surprises him with a Bushido Kick! DiBiase slowly comes to Kamikaze begins to climb the ladder. Before Kamikaze can get too far, Alexander slowly climbs the other side until they meet at the top. A right hand by Alexander is met by a right hand by Kamikaze, back and forth until Kamikaze grabs Alexander, hitting a reverse bulldog off the top of the ladder! With both men down, Edmunds gets to his feet before climbing up the ladder…but he is so exhausted that he actually falls off the ladder on his own! DiBiase finally gets to his feet, rolling Edmunds out of the ring before grabbing Alexander and throwing HIM out of the ring! Meanwhile, Ryan gets up and drags Kamikaze out of the ring, leaving current and former champion alone in the ring. They stare each other down, obviously worn out from the battle so far, as they begin to climb each side of the ladder. At the top they exchange punches, each looking for an advantage over the other. DiBiase wears Ryan down to the point where Ryan is forced to rest on the top of the ladder, as Scott calls for…something.
JOEY STYLES: I don't believe it, is he really going for…
Scott grabs the arms of Ryan, climbing all the way to the very top rung of the ladder. He positions himself just right before leaping off the ladder, delivering a Pepsi Plunge on the champion! Both men lie there in the ring, neither of them moving as the crowd chants "Holy Shit!" once more.
JOEY STYLES: OH MY GOD! Scott DiBiase with that Pepsi Plunge off the ladder, and now NO ONE is moving!
P. LICKIN: A lot of broken bodies in that ring right now, Joey. This can only get worse before it gets better.
The crowd is now firmly behind DiBiase now, chanting his name as he finally begins to stir, while Ryan is still knocked out cold. DiBiase crawls to the bottom of the ladder, inching his way up rung by rung. After about halfway up the ladder Ryan finally starts to stir, but by the time he is able to realize what is going on DiBiase finally makes it to the top. Ryan starts to climb the other side of the ladder as Scott reaches for the World Title…but Kamikaze is finally up again, as he starts to tip the ladder over. Realizing the title is getting far from reach, DiBiase grabs the Intercontinental Championship instead…and as the ladder fully tips over, DiBiase is left hanging for dear life from the belt! Ryan, who has fallen back to the ring, manages to get to his feet a lot sooner now as DiBiase manages to grab the ring that holds the belt up, slowly taking down the strap from it. He manages to remove the belt from the ring when Ryan grabs his leg, turning around to deliver the Humility Bomb…but DiBiase holds on to the Intercontinental Championship as he goes down hard onto the canvas!
JOEY STYLES: OH MY GOD, WE HAVE A NEW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION! Somehow, someway, DiBiase held onto the belt long enough to finally end Dan Ryan's reign as Intercontinental Champion!
P. LICKIN: I can't believe my eyes, Joey! But can he or anyone else stop Ryan's reign as WORLD Champion?
DiBiase rolls out of the ring, struggling in pain as Ryan turns his attention to Kamikaze. With crazed eyes he points to the Divine Wind, shouting "You!" before he grabs him, throwing Kamikaze into the corner. He beats down on Kamikaze with lefts and rights before hoisting him up onto the top rope. He climbs the turnbuckle, but Kamikaze begins punching him in an effort to block. It is not enough however, as Ryan lifts him off the top rope into a HUGE superplex, the Divine Wind crashing to the canvas with a heavy thud! Ryan gets to his feet as he notices Alexander trying to set the ladder up. As Alexander makes his ascent, Ryan simply goes up behind Alexander…lifting him up for the second Humility Bomb in less than five minutes! Meanwhile, Edmunds slides a table out from under the ring as DiBiase is trying to get back to his feet. He slides into the ring as Ryan begins his climb, stopping him at the top yet again. Ryan smirks, muttering "you just don't know when to quit, do you?"
JOEY STYLES: Here we go again, folks! Could DiBiase pull off the upset twice in a row?
They throw each other right hands until Edmunds brings the table into the ring, setting it up behind DiBiase. Ryan manages to get the upper hand, setting DiBiase up FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER into a Humility Bomb that sends DiBiase crashing through the table! Edmunds looks on in amazement as the crowd rains boos on the champion…who takes advantage of Edmunds' distraction to grab the World Heavyweight Championship! The bell rings as Edmunds finally realizes what happened, seething in anger as Ryan drops down from the ladder, quickly rolling out of the ring.
JOEY STYLES: Edmunds was so distracted by helping the World champion out, he failed to make the climb to grab the belt!
P. LICKIN: See, I TOLD you it was every man for himself! Edmunds just figured that out the hard way!
Ryan makes his way up the ramp as Edmunds grabs DiBiase up, glaring at him with vicious eyes as he yells "this is YOUR fault!" He slaps DiBiase around until DiBiase blocks, locking Edmunds into the Broken Dreams! He sends Edmunds onto the canvas hard, staring at him before turning his attention to a smiling World Champion. The staredown between World and Intercontinental Champion is what finally brings this year's amazing Bloodlust PPV to a close.
Winner: Scott DiBiase wins the VWF Intercontinental Championship. Dan Ryan retains the VWF World Heavyweight Championship.
