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Post by Danny Vice on May 21, 2007 13:01:31 GMT -5
The lights dim inside of the Verizon center as a montage of the past 5 months of high-flying action of the GWC flashes across the big screen monitor. Miguel Sanchez, Thunder, Reckless Jack, Jamal Carter, T-Money, David Alastair, Ryder, Alaric Griffon, BA Monk and multiple other faces can be seen. They show triumph, sadism, agony, defeat, pride, and happiness. Then, a dark and looming voice is heard as the GWC logo flashes brightly on the monitor and a fog rises atop the stage.
Forged from the darkest battle of good and evil
A new breed of wrestling was formed
The Global Wrestling Coalition pushed ahead
To find its rightful place atop the world of wrestling
The will of the people was the steady hand to guide the course
Through the trials and tribulations any new breed faces
Finally, they reach the zenith of the mountain here in D.C.
Where Thy Kingdom.........Come
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The opening lick of “Hope Is” blasts through the speakers as Killswitch Engage rises on a hydraulic platform out of the fog. The crowd hits their feet screaming as the big screen flashes highlights of the past few months of action. The first segment shows Miguel Sanchez winning the first World Title match, and Red Solomon unhooking the United States Title to become the first champion in GWC history. The next segment cuts ahead to Unholy Coronation, where Creeping Death attacks Reckless Jack and leaves him bloodied in the ring, Thunder pins Sanchez for the World Title, and the subsequent attack by Drake Kencedro. The montage shows Alastair hitting his shooting star legdrop to become a 2-time United States Champion and JW McCammon eliminating Darkness from the battle royal. The montage flashes ahead to Reign of Terror, where Jamal Carter pins Bishop, Icon Corp assaults Joe Ragnal, Reckless Jack’s super-duperplex off the Annihilation Complex, and T-Money clutching the World Title in his hands. Finally, the song reaches it’s conclusion with the crowd still on their feet.
Weep no more
We will prevail
Grieve no more
We will prevail
This is our moment
Will you stand with me?
Hope is not lost
Hope is not lost
The final scenes on the montage are Triple X forcing Jericho to tap out, The Poet and The Disciple staring one another down after working together in a tag match, the image of the shadowy figure who spoke to T-Money a few weeks ago, and Ryder standing over T-Money when Assault ended one week ago.
As the last notes end to “Hope Is” a huge barrage of pyrotechnics explode in the arena, finishing with a gigantic sign reading [glow=red,2,300]Kingdom Come[/glow] lighting fire above the big screen monitor.
Phil Brooks: My God, what a spectacle tonight is going to be!
Josh Harter: I need new shorts.
Phil Brooks: I can't even here. No expense has been spared. It's Kingdom Come, the biggest night in wrestling, and we're LIVE at the Verizon Center in the nation's capital, Washington, D.C.
Josh Harter: I can't breathe too well right now. That intro was spectacular.
Phil Brooks: Much like tonight's card. We get to open up with the former and first ever WORLD CHAMPION, Miguel Sanchez making his re-debut against the newcomer to the GWC, Crimson Pfeiffer. Following that, for the first time in our history, our very own Commissioner, Danny Vice, debuts in the FUN House match with Joe Ragnal against the dastardly duo of Sullivan and Walters, better known as Icon Corp.
Josh Harter: And the commish will finally get what he deserves, as he's held Icon Corp back for too long. It's time he pays.
Phil Brooks: But the card just get better and better as the Ultimate Title will debut tonight in a fatal fourway of Triple X, Jericho, The Emperor, and G-Money.
Josh Harter: The Emperor loves hardcore matches and will certainly feel at home here tonight. Meanwhile, Jericho tapped out last week to Triple X, and G-Money has just fallen off the map as of late. Who will be crowned ULTIMATE CHAMPION!
Phil Brooks: Then, a grudge match. Rick Mad. Jamal Carter. Mad wants to make a name for himself, while Carter wants retribution for not being in the Dark Crusade. It's time for some vengeance, or perhaps Carter isn't as "fireproof" as he claims.
Josh Harter: Stop with the bad jokes. Then, my favorite match of the night. The Dark Crusade. 8 men. 2 titles. A World Title shot. In three different types of matches all rolled into one. The entire GWC roster will look a whole lot different after this match.
Phil Brooks: Then we get into the meat of the night. Reckless Jack and Creeping Death. A feud that goes far beyond just these ropes and ringposts. Finally, tonight, we get our answer on who is best.
Josh Harter: And finally, the most coveted title in wrestling. The GWC World Title comes into play when T-Money squares off with the former champion Thunder. It's two men who will certainly leave it all in the ring. The winner will be the undisputed champion, while the loser goes home with nothing. And it's all next, here, at Kingdom Come!
More pyrotechnics explode as the cameras cut backstage.
Danny Vice & Nikki Venus Segment
The picture opens with Nikki Venus and Danny Vice backstage. Nikki looks somewhat worried about Danny's match.
Nikki Venus: Danny, I don't care. I don't like you putting yourself out there like that. You've done enough of this in the past, there's no reason to prove yourself. Just get one of the other wrestlers to fill in yo...
Danny Vice: Nikki, baby, stop it. We all know I've done this before, and I will do it again. Icon Corp has a lesson to be learned tonight. Besides, if I do get hurt, I know you can handle everything around here. Now I need to go talk to Joe, it's time to have some FUN.
Danny walks away and as the camera fades, a sly smile comes across Nikki's face.
Miguel Sanchez v. Crimson Pfeiffer
Josh Harter: What was that look!?!?!
Phil Brooks: It looks like Ms. Venus has something up her sleeve!
The entire arena is filled with the sound of strumming bagpipes, a fast melody is played with a dozen of bagpipes. The ring and ramp are being lit up by dark and light red lights. The screen's first image is displayed as a red celtic looking:
CRIMSON PFEIFFER
Pfeiffer storms out of the stage, the crowd immediately starts going nuts. Flashes of camera lights are flickering in the dark rafters. Pfeiffer's energy is felt throughout the entire arena. He throws his arms in the air and starts doing circles down the ramp, pyros and fireworks start going off in a planned fashion.
Pfeiffer rolls into the ring and jumps on the closest turnbuckle and throws his arms up and his hands into the devil sign. He seems to be yelling at the crowd but not angry like, more just to expel energy at the crowd. He jumps back down and starts to march about the ring until his opponent is ready.
Tom Cruise: In the ring, from Aberdeen Scotland. He is making his official GWC debut...THE CRIMSON PFEIFFER!!!
All of the lights in the arena shut off "Personal Jesus" by Marilyn Manson begins to boom through the arena. After the loud shout of "Reach out and Touch Me!!" sounds, a bright whitish/blue light is shown at the stage. A black figure stands infront of it with is arms stretched and legs streched aswell. As the beat breaks out, he turns around and reveals himself as Miguel Sanchez. He then walks down the ramp with a thingyy step. He walks down the ramp and stops at the bottom. He looks around for a second to soak in the crowd's reaction. He then walks over to the ring apron and climbs on. He climbs up the closest turnbuckle post and opens his arms, soaking in the crowds reaction again. He hops inside the ring and goes straight to the other corner and does the same. The lights then turn back to normal and the music comes to a sudden halt.
Tom Cruise: And his opponent....from Sin City....MIGUEL SANCHEZZZZZZZZZZZZ!
The bell sounds and the two men lock up. Crimson Pfeiffer gets the advantage and locks Sanchez in a side headlock. He forces him down on the mat and continues to apply pressure until Sanchez is able to hit with an elbow into the abdomen of Pfeiffer and break free.
Phil Brooks: The former GWC Champion is certainly going to have to be sharp to win, but he is still the favorite in my opinion.
Josh Harter: Pfeiffer is certainly an experienced wrestler. Debut here or not, he's prepared for Miguel.
Now on his feet, Sanchez knocks Pfeiffer down with a clothesline and then lays in boots to his head and chest. Bouncing off the ropes, he hits a leg drop. Sanchez throws Pfeiffer into the corner, but is hit with a boot when he charges at him. Pfeiffer now unloads on Sanchez with lefts and rights, sending him eventually over the top rope. Sanchez stays outside for a bit to catch a breather. As soon as he enters the ring, the onslaught continues. Pfeiffer knocks him down with a dropkick, then whips him into the ropes and hits a spinebuster. At this point, Pfeiffer looks to be in the driver’s seat.
Phil Brooks: Pfeiffer has certainly caught this crowd and Miguel Sanches off guard thus far tonight.
Josh Harter: I told you not to underestimate him.
He continues to work over Sanchez by hitting with a swinging neckbreaker. He lifts up Sanchez to hit him with something else, but Sanchez cuts him off with a low blow out of the referee’s view. Now the match has switched clearly in Sanchez’s favor. Sanchez immediately tries to slow down the pace of the match by keeping Pfeiffer grounded. He begins to work over the back by hitting moves like backbreakers and surfboards. To further induce pain, he pulls over the mats at ringside and hits a snap suplex on the concrete floor. The referee threatens a disqualification, but Sanchez quickly rolls himself and Pfeiffer back into the ring. He does not attempt a pinfall, instead deciding to inflict even more pain. After hitting a Tiger Driver, Sanchez climbs the top rope and signals for the Sinner Fly.
Phil Brooks: We've seen this all too much, here comes the Sinner!!!
Somehow, Pfeiffer rolls out of the way, causing Sanchez to land hard on the mat. Sanchez is first to reach his feet, but Pfeiffer, apparently after playing possum, rolls Sanchez up in a small package.
1…
2…
Sanchez kicks out. Pfeiffer jumps to his feet and hits Sanchez out of nowhere with the Screaming Bagpipe. It appears to be over, but after playing off to the crowd, he decides to hit Sanchez with the Brave Scots. Sanchez slips out and hits a desperation superkick, followed by a cover.
1…
2…
Kickout.
Phil Brooks: What action! Both men almost victorious there.
Josh Harter: Almost isn't going to count here Philly.
Both men are slow to their feet, and Sanchez throws a wild right hand, which Pfeiffer ducks and hits The Screaming Bagpipe. He covers Sanchez.
1...
2...
3!!!
Phil Brooks: My God! What a debut! Pfeiffer has defeated the former champion Sanchez!
Josh Harter: This man is sure to send shockwaves through the GWC with this type of win. What a way to kick of Kingdom Come!
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Post by Danny Vice on May 21, 2007 13:04:41 GMT -5
FUN House Match
Danny Vice and Joe Ragnal v. Icon Corp (Mike Sullivan and Michael Walters)
*The ring is now surrounded by a giant octagon, a good five or six feet away from the ring, featuring different activities, such as a locker, steel caging, chains, electric wires, sheetrock, moonwalk material, barbwire, and more. Above the ring ropes are chains, holding up several foreign objects. On a table in front of the locker, are seltzer bottles, cream pies, cotton candy, skee balls, and more.*
Phil Brooks: Well, folks, we were supposed to have the Playboy girls announce this next contest, but it looks like Michelle Madison is going to do it instead.
Josh Harter: Such a damn shame. Those girls were hotter than Michelle COMBINED.
Michelle Madison: I heard that!
Josh Harter: D’oh!
Michelle Madison: Anyways, the following contest is a tag team FUN House match scheduled for one fall. If Icon Corp wins this match, they will get a shot at the GWC Tag Team Championships. Making their way to the ring first…
"Debonaire" by Dope starts playing as the arena is dark but then as the lights come back on, there stand Mike Sullivan with his back to the crowd posing, and Michael Walters comes out to the stage and does a hand sign like Perry Saturn's . As Sullivan turns around, he is still posing The team walk to the ring, dissing fans along the way, until they enter through the steel cage pane.
Michelle Madison: The team of Mike “The Icon” Sullivan and “The Machine” Michael Walters…ICON CORP!
Josh Harter: The Icon and The Machine have had to deal with Joe Ragnal for the last two months, and tonight may finally be the night they get their vengeance.
Phil Brooks: That might not be easy, Josh. After all, Joe Ragnal has beaten the Icon Corp, be it with other wrestlers, other teams, or in a singles match. And with Danny Vice on the Innovator’s side, both Mikes don’t stand a CHANCE.
*As the two take a look around the ring, the lights go dark in the arena, and the lights on the stage begin to blink several colors as the opening guitar strike for “Violence Fetish” by Disturbed plays over the PA system.*
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it? OW! OW!
*After that, Danny Vice walks out, with Kendra Wilkinson and Bridget Marquardt each holding an arm. They trio step to the side, as we watch Joe Ragnal, clad in a green trenchcoat with Holly Madison ride in on a green scooter. Joe and Holly step off, and all five raise their arms high as two V’s flash high on the stage. All five walk down to the ring, the pyro V’s still going off.*
Phil Brooks: Now that’s an entrance.
Josh Harter: Indeed.
Michelle Madison: And their opponents, the team of GWC Commissioner Danny “The Vagrant” Vice…And the creator of the FUN House, the Innovator of FUN…Joe! RAGNAAAAAAAL!
*Vice and Ragnal enter the cage next, staring at Icon Corp as the Mikes taunt them. Joe and Vice then look at each other, nod and slide into the ring, starting to trade fists with Icon Corp as the bell rings.*
Phil Brooks: And what hopes to be the most FUN match in GWC’s history has finally begun!
*Vice and Walters end up getting the advantage over Sullivan and Ragnal, respectively, eventually backing them into corners. Vice and Walters whip their adversary towards the center, with Joe leaping up and forcing Sullivan into a hurracanrana, hurling him right into Walters!*
Josh Harter: Very nice start.
Phil Brooks: You said it. Who else in the sport’s ever been hurracanrana’d into his own tag partner?
Sullivan and Walters are now in the corner, and Joe and Vice look to be talking something over. Vice nods, and Joe grabs his arm, whipping him into the corner for a clothesline to Icon Corp! Sullivan is first to fall out of the corner, while Walters is still standing against the turnbuckles. With Sullivan on his hands and knees, Joe runs towards Michael and dropkicks Walters in the gut!
Phil Brooks: What athleticism!
Josh Harter: If this is the match now, I can’t wait to see how it gets when they bring in the weapons.
Walters stumbles out of the corner, and Joe grabs him, whipping him into the opposite corner. Vice, meanwhile, goes outside the ring and grabs some cotton candy from the table. Joe grabs a steel chair hanging above the ring, and slams it into Walter’s face! Vice slides back in and takes the candy, stuffing it into Sullivan’s mouth. After a second or two, Sullivan begins to struggle, even grabbing the candy to force it out of his mouth.
Josh Harter: What’s he doing? You’d think he’d be happy for a snack.
Phil Brooks: Unless he’s choking him with it.
Josh: What?! Phil, of all the stupid things to say, how can you CHOKE someone with-
As Josh talks, Vice pulls the candy away, and Sullivan rolls to his side, showing that his mouth is spilling out blood.
Josh Harter: Wait a minute, how the hell-
Vice rips the candy off to reveal what’s truly under it, which is…
Phil Brooks: Oh my god, it’s a barbwire baseball bat!
The crowd cheers as Vice holds the bat up high. Ragnal is still in the corner, smashing Walters around with the chair. He blows his fingers to whistle to Vice, who turns to see a small trickle of blood coming from Walter’s forehead. Vice smiles, getting the idea, charges Walters, and RAMS THE BAT INTO HIS STOMACH! Walters falls to the ground, and Ragnal climbs onto the apron, springboarding off with a LEGDROP! Joe covers to pin.
1!
2!
Sullivan hops on top of Joe with a handle slam to the back. Vice kicks at Sullivan to keep him down, but he still makes it to his feet easily. Sullivan grabs Vice’s leg and spins it around, then lifts him high into the air in a gorilla press slam position.
Phil Brooks: What’s he trying to go for here?
Before we can find out, Joe grabs a garbage can hanging from above the ring, and SLAMS it into Mike’s back! Mike falls forward, unfortunately dropping Vice right down.
Josh: A nice save from Joe, but it still hurt Vice in a way.
Vice gets up on his feet, and turns around and watches Walters clothesline Joe in the back of the head. Vice picks the barbwire bat up and swings at Walters, but Michael grabs the bat in midswing, and thrusts it out of Vice’s hands. Walters rams the bat into Vice’s stomach, knocking him to the canvas. Walters sits Vice up, looking ready to grind the bat into Vice’s forehead…Joe slams the garbage can into Walter’s back. Vice gets back to his feet, but not before getting his in the face with a steel chair from Sullivan! With Vice back down on the canvas, Joe merely taps on Sullivan’s shoulder, causing him to turn around. Joe just simply points at his chin.
Phil: What the hell is Ragnal doing?
Josh: I think he just offered Sullivan a free throw.
Sullivan smiles at the idea, and then rears the chair back. As it comes closer towards Joe…SUPERKICK TO THE CHAIR! The chair bounces into Sullivan’s face, who flies two feet off the ground backwards, and rolls out of the ring.
Josh: AHAHAHAAAA! He fell for it!
Walters is back up on his feet, and while Joe looks down at Sullivan, laughing at him, he grabs a steel chain from above the ring. Walters sneaks behind Joe and CHOKES HIM WITH THE CHAIN. Ragnal tries for the ropes, even though it won’t do him much good, until Vice comes up behind and HITS MICHAEL WITH THE BAT! Walters releases the chain, grabbing his back. Vice tries to help Joe to his feet, and then points to Walters. Joe nods, and they kick Walters in the gut, whipping him into the ropes, and then clotheslining him over the top rope. Joe is first to leap over the ropes afterwards, and lands on the apron. Walters gets up on his feet, and Joe leaps off with an ASAI MOONSAULT!
Phil Brooks: Nothing like making a match more awesome.
Josh: No kidding. This crowd is really into it!
Vice sees Sullivan gets to his feet outside the ring next, and climbs to the top turnbuckle, leaping off with a MISSILE DROPKICK! Sullivan stumbles back into the sheetrock pane, and Vice gets back to his feet. He goes to the table, which features all sorts of weapons, and grabs a cream pie. He takes his finger and takes a dab of it, licking it off. He then uses the pie and-SPLAT! Right into Sullivan’s face!
Phil Brooks: What the-?
Josh: AHAAAHAHAHAHAAAAA!
Phil: Is it really that funny?
Vice signals for Joe to come over, while Joe is scavenging under the ring. Eventually, he pulls out a steel ladder. Joe carries it over, and hands it to Danny, who takes a few steps back for a running start. He charges…DANNY VICE RAMS THE LADDER INTO MIKE SULLIVAN! Sullivan falls through the sheetrock, and onto the outside floor, while the crowd chants “Holy shit!”
Phil: HOLY CRIPES, THAT WAS GREAT.
Joe follows it up by whipping Sullivan into the ring apron, and then exiting the cage through the destroyed sheetrock. Vice, meanwhile, picks up another pie at the table to throw at one of the Mikes, but as he turns around…The EMPEROR shoves the pie into Vice’s face!
Phil: What-? How did Emperor get in?!
Josh: Apparently through the same place Joe left. Joe looked like he was about to spear Sullivan from all the way back in the crowd, but now he’s trying to make his way back.
Vice throws the pan off his face, but he’s now screaming in pain. It becomes evident when the camera zooms in on the strips of barbwire clinging to Danny’s face!
Josh: Oh my god! That pie was fixed!
Phil: I’m betting that one was meant especially for Icon Corp, but unfortunately, Emperor took that chance away.
Joe runs back toward the ring, but unfortunately, as he heads back in, Michael Walters, hiding behind the moonwalk pane next to the sheetrock, SLAMS a steel chair into his head, knocking Joe to the ground, keeping him from helping his partner. Meanwhile, the Phantom, who also came in at the same time as Emperor, grabs Vice from behind and hoists him onto his shoulders, and spins him around for the CRADLE SHOCK!
Phil: Good god, this just got insane, and not the good kind!
Emperor grabs a seltzer bottle off of the table, and sprays Vice down with the water inside it, soaking him up. Phantom then points over to the electric caging, and both men exchange evil smiles.
Josh: Oh no!
Phil: They wouldn’t!
They do. They each grab one of Danny’s arms and whip him INTO THE ELECTRIC FENCE! The lights in the arena go dark as pyros shoot out of the cage, in order to illustrate how how badly Danny Vice is getting electrocuted! Pretty soon, the lights turn back on, and Vice is on the ground, twitching. Walters, distracted by what just happened as he picked Joe up to his feet, falls to the ground after taking an enziguri from the Innovator. Phantom and Emperor then high five each other for their work, and then leave through the way they came. Joe runs over to Vice, making sure he’s alright. The ref, meanwhile, signals for EMTs to come down to the ring, as Joe checks to see if his tag partner is alright.
Josh: Well, that was…wow.
Phil: Folks, very quickly, we’d like to remind you that we are a wrestling COALITION, not a wrestling SOCIETY. No cheap CGI graphics to over exaggerate the point, this is real…and Vice just paid the greatest price.
As they talk and try to calm the fans down, Joe carries Vice over to the cage entrance, where EMTs are waiting for him. They pick Danny up and conceal him into a stretcher, carrying him up the ramp and out of the arena. Joe Ragnal, furious, just goes back into the cage and walks back over to Sullivan, who’s finally getting to his feet. Unfortunately, Walters sneaks from behind, and hits him in the back with the baseball bat!
Phil: God, again with the sneak attacks!
Sullivan then runs to the moonwalk pane, bounces off and hits Joe with a BOOT TO THE FACE! Joe falls to the ground, and Sullivan hooks for the pin.
1!
2!
KICKOUT! Walters picks Joe up next and whips him into the steel chains, Joe crying out in pain. Walters and Sullivan then whip Joe into the ring apron, and Sullivan climbs onto the apron, grabbing a sledgehammer from above the ring. He then leaps off, SLAMMING the sledgehammer into Joe’s back! Joe falls back to the ground, and Walters goes to pin.
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Sullivan and Walters pick Joe up again, and whip him into the barbwire pane. This time, Joe’s cries are even louder. It gets even worse when Walters and Sullivan exchange blows to Joe’s stomach, going from a sledgehammer to a steel chair! Soon, Joe falls off again, his shirt being ripped off his flesh by being caught on the barbwire.
Phil: Oh come on, give him a break!
Josh: Phil, I have to admit, I’m amazed they’re still letting this match go on.
Phil: I’ll say! I don’t know how Joe can take much more!
Walters plants another cold chairshot into Ragnal’s back, and then rolls him over for the pin.
1!
2!
3…NO!
Phil: Another kickout!
Walters grabs his head in anger, while Sullivan hangs his in shame. Sullivan then goes under the ring…and pulls out a table.
Josh: Oh, this is it.
Sullivan and Walters set the table up, and wait for Ragnal to get on his feet.
Phil: Are they trying for a 3D?!
They are. But unfortunately, it does work, as when Sullivan picks Joe up, Ragnal is able to reverse it into a DDT TO THE FLOOR! Walters just walks around the table and goes to Ragnal, who kicks Walters in the gut, and follows up with a SCISSOR KICK! Joe then pins Walters.
1!
2!
NO!
Sullivan kicks Joe off of Walters. Sullivan grabs Joe by the head and looks to throw him face first into the barbwire, but Joe counters by pushing his foot off the barbwire, and then kicking Sullivan in the gut. Joe then throws Sullivan face first into the barbwire, to which Sullivan screams out.
Joe: Not so great when you’re caught on it, huh, bitch?
Joe grabs the steel chair and SLAMS it into Sullivan’s back several times! It’s stopped by Walters, unfortunately, after he sprays Joe down with what’s left inside the seltzer bottle!
Phil: Oh god, not again!
Walters tries to whip Joe into the electric caging, but Joe reverses the whip, sending Michael into the barbwire caging!
Josh: Oh, OW!
Walters, hearing Sullivan cry into his ear, backs up, only to be met by a LUNGBLOWER FROM JOE! Rather than go for the pin, Joe picks Walters up, and tosses him onto the table. He then walks over to the other side of the ring, and climbs on the apron.
Josh: The hell is he doing?
Phil: He’s about to commit suicide, THAT’S what he’s doing.
Joe grabs onto the ring ropes and tries to regain his breath. After a minute, Joe looks up, and sees Sullivan stumbling on the apron, trying not to fall off. Sullivan, now realizing this was a big mistake, holds his hand out as if to say “stop”!
Sullivan: You can’t be serious.
Joe just nods his head.
Sullivan: You’re crazy! Do you realize this is madness?!
Joe: Madness?
Joe looks around the arena, and then back to Sullivan.
Joe: THIS. IS. FUN HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUSE!
As he yells, he runs at Sullivan, SPEARS HIM OFF THE APRON….SENDING HIM AND WALTERS THROUGH THE TABLE!
Phil: Oh my…
Josh: It’s over.
As the crowd chants “Holy shit!”, the ref makes the count, as Joe pins both Sullivan and Walters.
1!
2!
3!
DING! DING! DING!
Michelle Madison: Ladies and gentlemen…Here is your winner…JOE! RAGNAAAAAAAL!
Even as Violence Fetish plays, Joe Ragnal is limp on top of Icon Corp. It takes a few minutes, but he eventually climbs to his feet, and looks around at the cheering fans. He notices them all standing high and applauding him for his expertise in the match. He soon raises his arms high, absorbing their cheers in, but eventually stumbles, losing his balance.
Phil: Wow…Josh, I have to say, I think even the participants of the Dark Crusade are going to have a hard time topping this match.
Josh: We saw blood, we saw sweat, we saw pies, we saw electrocution…and in the end, the Innovator of the FUN House won it all.
Joe walks up the ramp, stumbling around a little, until he gets to the top, and raises both arms high as the crowd continues to cheer him until he heads backstage, listening to the crowd as they chant "Thank You Joe".
The Disciple Segment
Tim Ryan- Here I am backstage, with one of tonight’s competitors in the Dark Crusade Match, and one half of CXF, The Disciple.
Disciple- Give me the damn mic, and get the hell out of here.
He snatches the mic away and pushes Ryan off to the side.
Disciple- Tonight, I have the honor of making my GWC PPV debut, on the biggest stage of them all. Not only that, but I am involved in one of the most innovative and greatest matches ever, the Dark Crusade match. The only problem is who I am in the match with. Some of the guys don’t belong in the same ring as me. This will be the biggest match of my career, yet I have to share the spotlight with bums like Kencedro and Bishop. The good thing is that I get to face off with part of E.F.C., so I can get a little warm-up before CXF takes the tag belts.
The crowd pops for the Dark Crusade match, and begins to boo at the mentioning of CXF.
You see, I came to GWC, because I had heard so many great things. I had heard that some of the best competition was here. So far, I have been greatly disappointed. I’m undefeated, without a single challenge so far. Tonight however, that is going to change. Tonight, I face the biggest challenge of my life. It will be one helluva match, and I know that I will come out on top.
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Post by Danny Vice on May 21, 2007 13:05:23 GMT -5
Ultimate Title Match
The Emperor v. G-Money v. Jericho v. Triple X
Bam Margera: You guys ready? Ready for some crazy extreme things you will never see on Jackass?! Well, this is for the GWC Ultimate Championship….Introducing first Jericho!!!!
"The Conductor" drips into the arena, bringing Jericho into the spotlight and pushing him towards the ring.
Bam Margera: ANDDDD NEXTTT EMPEROR
"Memory" was played as the Emperor walks out of the backstage with an barbed-wire bat and looks at the crowd as he walks into the ring with his personal secretary, James, then relax as he await the next opponent
Bam Margera: ANDDD NEXXTT TRIPLE X
"And Shepherds we shall be
For thee, my Lord, for thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand
Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti."
The power goes out completely,the arena fills with smoke and flashes of camera light. A platform rises from below the stage and on it is a man, head down and with a hood on covering his face. The prayer finishes and the static hits and with that comes a feeble light upon the man.
"She never looked so good
And I never felt so right"
The light becomes bright upon the man and the man lifts his head and extends his arms outward and starts to tilt his head back...when the screaming starts Tiple X's hood has fallen back and he keeps his head backwards with his arms extended.
"I can see her now
Dancing around her drink in hand
All her baggage in tow
I just want to forget and let go
Of all the joy, the pain
I took your guilt and placed it into me
And now I kiss it goodbye
Our last dance ended fatally"
The words began to hit the PA system and Triple X lifts his head to a normal postion and drops his extended arms while gazing and smirking at the crowd. He begins his descend down the ramp.
"Who's sleeping on my side of the bed tonight?
have you ever cried so hard?
Baby you just died (You just died)
Who's sleeping on my side of the bed tonight?
have you ever cried so hard?
have you ever cried so hard?"
Triple X smirks as he walks cocky down the ramp, stopping just to box at the air and make an "X" with his forearms. He climbs the ring apron and extends his arms again and tilt his head back.
"There she goes again
Another masquerade in false circumstance
She'll f**k you just for the taste
I just wish that I could replace
All the memories of what makes my blood run cold
As your blood runs through me
I say goodbye to what we had"
Triple X raises his head again and and drops his arms to get in the ring. He gets on the ring post and in sign language he spells "cXf" and points to himself.
"Who's sleeping on my side of the bed tonight?
have you ever cried so hard?
Baby you just died (You just died)
Who's sleeping on my side of the bed tonight?
have you ever cried so hard?
have you ever cried so hard?"
Triple X drops from the turnbuckle and hangs on the ropes waiting for his opponent.
Bam Margera: Yo! G-Money pussyfooted around and won’t be here tonight…so let this shit begin
The bell sounds and Jericho immediately goes for Emperor attacking him brutally with stiff shots to the head, he seems to just float around the ring, ever so gracefully. Triple X slides out the ring with a smirk and joins commentary.
Phil Brooks: Can I help you?
Triple X: Eh, let these two dumbshit beat the bloody hell out of one another. This seat is better.
Josh Harter: And less painful.
Jericho and Emperor begin to exchange blows back and forth, Emperor getting the better, rights rights rights rights and a huge left that knocks Jericho down. Emperor grabs a chair on the weapon filled ring and skateboards it right into the face of Jericho. Emperor looks around at the crowd and places the chair upon the stomach of Jericho, he runs to the ropes and goes for the Rolling thunder, but Jericho moves out the way and the back of Emperor hits the chair.
Phil Brooks: Great move their by Jericho to save his own hide.
Josh Harter: The man Triple X defeated last week.
Triple X: I did, and I am sure I can do it again. Neither of these two have all that much talent anyways.
Jericho springboards off the ropes for a hurricanrana that sends Emperor out the ring. Jericho tries to springboard Emperor again this time with a dropkick, but he moves and Jericho crashes into the barricade…which is wrapped in barbwire. Blood starts to form from the shredded t-shirt and body of Jericho. Emperor makes it to his feet grabs Jericho…suplex right into the barricade. Jericho howls in pain, as does Emperor whose back caught some of it. Emperor looks under the ring, he finds a table. Emperor is setting it up in the corner of the steel post and steel steps. He’s going to hit the suplex on Jericho…no, Jericho pushes him off and does a desperation spear right through the table. Both are out…the ref begins to check on them, but is shoved out of the way, Jericho and Emperor both get up at the same time.
Phil Brooks: Time to dig deep. The title is on the line. The lights on bright.
Josh Harter: You love that lights on bright line.
Phil Brooks: It accentuates a good PPV match.
Triple X: No reason to overuse it though, Philly boy.
European uppercut by Jericho…and again. Emperor slaps Jericho in the face and delivers a DDT to the mat. Emperor smiles as his face is covered in blood, he tosses Jericho into the barbwire and lays the chair in front of Jericho’s face. He goes to the top rope and delivers a thunderous dropkick. Emperor is slow to get up and he tosses Jericho into the ring. Both Jericho and Emperor are a bloody mess, but Emperor is looking for more, he sends Jericho into the turnbuckle and runs to splash him…he moves out the way! Emperor turns around…brainbuster is hit by Jericho right on a chair. Jericho is too tired to cover, but makes it over there finally…
1…
2…
Kickout!
Jericho can’t believe it, as they both struggle to get a standing position. Jericho hurls himself at Emperor for a clothesline…Emperor ducks...DESPISED LOVE on the Chair…Jericho’s own finisher. Emperor rises too his feet and tries to go for a pin…but he’s hit with the Ultimate Championship by a returning Triple X. TX pins Jericho.
1…
2…
3.
Bam Margera: The winner of this match and the first ever GWC Ultimate Champion….Triple X.
Triple X holds up the bloody title with a smirk on his face.
Phil Brooks: Triple X just jumped back into that match late, and STOLE the title!
Josh Harter: He has to defend that title every single week in hardcore battles, that was the most intelligent fight I have ever seen. He deserves that title more than either of the other two schlubs.
Rick Mad v. Jamal Carter
Phil Brooks: And now it is time for Rick Mad vs Jamal Carter.
Josh Harter: This is a heated feud, to be sure. Carter wanted in the Dark Crusade match, and Mad made sure that didn't happen. He got into Carter's head.
Phil Brooks: That he did. And now Carter is out for revenge.
Ted Turner: Introducing first.. he is from Birmingham Alabama, he is "Fireproof" Jamaaaaaaal Caaaaarterrrr!
"When Tomorrow Comes" by Pillar blasts over the PA system as the arena lights start to shift different shades of blue. After entering through the curtain stage pyro illuminates the arena. Carter shakes fan's hands before entering the ring. Carter enters the ring and prays on the turnbuckles before preparing for the match.
Ted Turner: Introducing next, he is a former member of XCW's Team WCW, and as such could quite possibly be my favorite GWC wrestler... he is RIIIIICK MAADDDDDD.
The lights go dark. A Guitar and a Heart by M83 begins playing. About 10 seconds in, green light slowly envelopes the stage, and three seconds after that (as the intro of the song ends and it really begins) green pyro blasts from the stage and the lights come back on. Rick Mad is on the stage. He walks to the ring calmly, rolls in, and climbs one turnbuckle. Green pyro blasts from the other three. He then climbs down, and shakes Ted Turner's hand.
Josh Harter: What a suck up.
Phil Brooks: Well, sucking up to the ring announcer isn't going to get Rick anywhere-
As the bell rings, with Mad distracted, Carter immediately goes on the attack. Carter rushes him and hits several forearms across his back. He then throws Mad to the ropes... but Rick stops himself and rolls under to the outside. He paces about, catching his wits.
Josh Harter: Good call. Carter with a cheap attack, Rick has to get back into it.
Phil Brooks: Cheap attack? The bell rang. It wasn't his fault Mad wasn't paying attention.
Eventually, Rick rolls back in, keeping his eyes on Jamal. This time, the two approach each other cautiously, and eventually tie up. Rick gets the upper hand now, putting Carter in a headlock. Carter pushes Rick off into the ropes... and again Rick stops himself and slides out of the ring.
Josh Harter: More good strategy.
Phil Brooks: More acting like a coward is more like it!
The fans are starting to get restless now and start booing Rick as he paces around some more. In the ring, Carter is impatient, and waiting for Rick to come back in. He eventually does. Again, the two go to tie up.. and Rick totally avoids it and slides out of the ring again.
Josh Harter: Haha! Look how pissed Carter is getting.
Phil Brooks: I'm tired of this. What is Mad doing!?
Carter can't take it anymore and slides out of the ring after him. Rick was prepared, and immediately knees Carter in the gut and then throws him violently into the guardrail.
Josh Harter: Rick was doing what he's been doing for weeks! He was getting into Carter's head. He tricked Carter into making a mistake by getting frustrated.
After throwing Carter into the guardrail, Rick throws him into the turnbuckle. Carter's head smashes against it hard. Rick catches him from behind.. AND EXECUTES A GERMAN SUPLEX!
Phil Brooks: Holy CRAP. A move like that on the outside, right after Carter got his head smashed into the turnbuckle.. he may be done right now.
Rick looks down at Carter and smirks. He picks him up and rolls him into the ring and then slides in himself. He follows up by pinning, hooking the leg.
One...
Two...
NO!
Josh Harter: How'd Carter kick out!?
Carter is still alive. Rick looks unhappy, but not 100% surprised. He picks Carter up, but this time he has underestimated him, as Carter now begins to fight back, hitting several jabs to Rick's stomach. The crowd is cheering the comeback, and Carter goes for a big kick. Mad catches it, however... but Carter snaps off a nice Spinning Wheel Kick! Mad goes down and the crowd is on their feet!
Phil Brooks: They sure love Jamal Carter!
Carter looks to be back in the game. Rick gets to his feet and Carter immediately catches him with a kick to the gut... and a DDT! He follows up with a pin!
One!
Two!
No! Rick manages to get his leg on the ropes.
Josh Harter: Neither man are going to stay down that easy.
Carter pulls Rick back into the middle of the ring and grabs his leg, but Rick starts kicking him away.
Phil Brooks: Could be going for a Texas Cloverleaf or perhaps a Sharpshooter here. Both very painful submissions.
Rick manages to hit a real stiff kick to Jamal's gut, and this buys him enough time to grab his leg and pull him down. Rick is back in control now, and the crowd boos. With Jamal on the ground, Rick starts kicking at his leg, picking his spots. Eventually he wraps him in a Figure Four.
Josh Harter: Speaking of painful submission moves, here's the Figure Four Leglock.
Carter yells a bit and tries to reach the ropes. Rick cranks on the move, rocking his head back and forth and yelling at Carter to just give up. Carter, of course, refuses, and keeps working his way towards the ropes. The crowd is cheering him on, he's almost there... almost there....
Phil Brooks: No, Rick pulls Carter back into the middle of the ring.
Rick smiles as he continues to yell at Carter. Carter, realizing he can't make it to the ropes, begins using his energy to turn both men over so the pressure would be reversed and Rick would be the one in pain. He rocks himself from side to side, and the crowd is clapping, cheering him on... he uses his last bit of energy to throw himself over one more time...
Josh Harter: And he makes it! Rick is the one in pain now!
Rick screams as he's the one on the receiving end of the move now. He quickly lunges to the ropes and grabs them, and the hold is broken. The damage has been done to both men, however, as when they stand, they both have a bit of a limp. Carter manages to get the first shot in, and then Rick hits one of his own. The two trade blows before Rick goes for a Clothesline, Carter ducks it and then hits a mean Full Nelson Suplex!
Phil Brooks: Oh good lord, ouch.
Jamal keeps it locked in as Rick lands, resulting in a pin.
One!
Two!
No! Rick gets out of it!
Josh Harter: I'm honestly surprised, the way Rick hit.. I thought he was done.
Carter stands up, and signals that he's going to end it. He paces around Rick, waiting for him to stand... and as he does, Carter goes for the Fire Starter!
Phil Brooks: THIS IS IT!
But no! Rick pushes Jamal off, spins him around, kicks him in the gut... MAD DDT!
Josh Harter: No, THIS is it!
Rick goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
NO! CARTER KICKS OUT!
Phil Brooks: How the hell-
The crowd pops huge as Carter kicks out, but Rick is speechless. He does the cut-throat motion and then begins climbing the turnbuckle.
Josh Harter: He's preparing to go for the Diving Headbutt here, I'm sure!
But Rick is tired and he's taking a long time to get up top. This gives Carter enough time to dive into the ropes, causing Rick to crotch the turnbuckle. Carter uses his remaining energy to make his way over there and hit a few strikes to Rick's midsection, and then begins climbing up with him...
Phil Brooks: This is dangerous.
Carter begins positioning Rick...
Josh Harter: He's going for the 3rd Degree Burns! That's a top rope Powerbomb and it is one of the most brutal moves in the business.
Carter has Rick in position. He takes a deep breath and executes the move! But Rick somehow manages to catch Carter's head and spikes him to the mat with a huge Super Mad DDT!
Phil Brooks: Oh my GOD.
Mad has a sickening smile on his face as he crawls over Jamal's fallen body.
One.
Two.
Three.
The fans boo as Rick tries to stand, but doesn't have enough power to do so. He simply rolls out of the ring.
Josh Harter: This has been a hell of a match and both men gave it their all.
Thunder Entrance
Tim Ryan: Ladies and gentleman, this limousine behind me supposedly has #1 contender Thunder inside. We've heard that tonight may be the night he regains the World Title to be the first ever two-time...wait...it's opening up.
The limo opens and Thunder steps out to a mixed reaction from the crowd, sunglasses on in a nice suit. He walks toward the lockerroom with Tim right behind.
Tim Ryan: Thunder! Thunder! What's going through your mind right now?
Thunder: That's a dumb question and I'll answer it anyways. The World Title. I was already the king of this land at Unholy Coronation. Now I will rule again over my Kingdom. Tonight, Thunder becomes the first ever two-time World Champion. And T-Money becomes a footnote in this organization's history.
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[glow=red,2,300]Dark Crusade Match[/glow] for the Telvision Title, United States Title, and Automatic shot at the World Title
Lexington "The Poet" Royale v. "Sides of Five" Drake Kencedro v. "The Disciple" Zak Warner v. Bishop v. Darkness v. JW McCammon v. Ryder (c) v. Xavier Cross (c)
The crowd erupts as the beautiful Jessica Alba stands in the ring.
Jessica Alba: When Danny Vice asked me to come to Kingdom Come, there was nothing I would have rather done than announced the most exciting match in the history of professional wrestling. Never has so much relied on one single match, and I am proud to be a part of it, and that it is in the great city of Washington!
Cheap pop...God she's hot.
Jessica Alba: So the following contest is scheduled for THREE FALLS! The first, for the Television Title. The second, for the United States Title. And the third, for a guaranteed World Title shot and the name of Mr. Money-in-the-Bank! Making his way to the ring, from Sydney, Australia...."SIDES OF FIVE" DRAKE KENCEDRO!
I'd Rather Die Than Be Contagious, by Pierce The Veil picks up over the speaker system. The lights slowly dim, as the lights visually point towards the entrance area. The fans begin a chorus of boos, as Sides of Five emerges from backstage. The fans toss their debris at the entrance area, as Honey Valentine emerges along side with Five. Sides of Five grabs Honey by her hand, as the couple make their way down the ramp. At the bottom of the ramp, Honey Valentine climbs up onto the apron. Valentine stands on the apron, as Sides of Five rolls into the ring. Quickly returning to his feet, Sides of Five walks over to Honey, and lowers the middle rope for her to enter the ring.
Jessica Alba: The second entrant, from Syracuse, NY..."The Disciple" ZAK WARNER!
The lights go dim, and the voice of Randy Blythe, lead singer of Lamb of God is heard singing "Omerta". The opening chords hit, and smoke goes everywhere. The lights come up, and Warner is standing in the entrance, with his arms out, making a crucifix with his body. He starts walking down the aisle, slapping the hands of fans. He stands on the apron, and looks out to the crowd. He hops down, and takes off his skully cap. He hands it to a fan, most often a little kid or youngster. He slides into the ring. He stands in the middle of the ring, and makes another crucifix, as the crowd cheers him on.
Jessica Alba: Introducing next...from London, England...he is one half of the GWC Tag Team Champions...Lexington "The Poet" Royale!
Beethoven's Fifth Symphony plays throughout the arena as Lexington "The Poet" Royale emerges from the curtain, waving to the fans, and walking down to the ring. Climbing the ring steps, he pauses on the apron to wipe his feet before stepping through the ropes. Once inside, he continues to wave as the music fades.
Jessica Alba: Our next entrant, from Sumter, South Carolina..he is The Mercenary...JW MCCAMMON!
The arena goes black and "Bite The Bullet" by Machine Head starts to play as dark blue strobe lights hit and the crowd starts to buzz. The crowd erupts as JW McCammon walks out onto the stage with his black leather jacket and dark shades on. He pause for a minute on the stage and stares at the crowd and then raises his arms to the air as the crowd pops. McCammon starts heading to the ring, slapping fans’ hands along the way. JW McCammon walks up the farside steps of the ring then walks across the ring apron and looks at the crowd. JW McCammon raises his arms and then gets into the ring. JW McCammon walks around the ring, takes his sunglasses and jacket off, handing them to the ring attendant.
Jessica Alba: Now coming to the ring...from New York City...DARKNESS!
"Torch" by DZK blasts through the arean as The Darkness walks down the ramp in his long black trench coat. Smoke sprays out from the ramp Darkness walks down it. He stops before getting in the ring and looks to the crowd and aknowledges them before taking his coat of and throwing it to them he then rollsd into the ring. He steps back slwoly into his corner and awaits his oppenent.
Jessica Alba: Next...The Current UNITED STATES CHAMPION! From The Path to Hell...THIS IS RYDER!
Smoke fills the ringside area and "Kingdom Come" by Godflesh begins to play as we see a shadowy figure emerge from the curtain. Dressed in a chainmail sleeveless shirt, black jeans, and a pair of black boots, this man makes his way to the ring. He slides under the bottom rope, stands, and sticks both fists straight out to his sides as he tilts his head back and looks to the rafters. His long blonde hair falls back from his face to reveal deep blue eyes and a face that is tormented. He then goes to the corner of the ring and sits against the bottom turnbuckle as the music fades and the lights turn back on. This is Ryder.
Jessica Alba: And finally, the members of THUG, including the current GWC TELEVISION CHAMPION...BISHOP and XAVIERRRRR CROSSSSSS!
The house lights fade to black as the sound of gun shots fill the air. "I'm A Thug" by Trick Daddy begins to boom through the PA while smoke fills the entryway. Bishop and Cross step through the smoke to a vast amount of boos and head down the ramp. Four shots of pyro go off near the entrance as they slowly walk to the ring. They enter the ring and pose simultaneously by raising their arms in the air.
All eight men are waiting for the bell to sound as everyone is itching to get started in this huge match up. Bishop is warming up in one corner and Darkness is getting warmed up in the opposite corner. Drake Kencedero is stretching on the ropes as The Disciple is checking his boots. Lexington is standing on the ring apron, still taking off his robe, and Ryder and McCammon are standing nose to nose in the ring as Xavier hands over his championship to the referee.
Josh Harter: It’s going to be awfully hard to for Xavier to make it out of here with that title intact.
Phil Brooks: That might be a good point, but after he could also be standing with a new one!
The bell rings and we are underway, Bishop and, the Television Champion, Xavier Cross immediately gang up on Drake Kencedro, suplexing him to the mat and then stomping on him as Lexington watches on, still on the ring apron. Lexington doesn’t watch for long as Darkness comes and clotheslines him off the apron! Lexington crashes onto the guardrail chest-first and falls to the ground. McCammon and Ryder exchange some words in the middle of the ring and it then comes to blows, McCammon with a couple of rights and then Ryder with some lefts. Ryder gains the advantage and throws McCammon into the ropes, but is reversed and McCammon quickly locks a sleeper hold. Ryder swings his arms violently trying to get away, but McCammon holds on, until Bishop and Cross break it up. Ryder falls to his knees, holding his throat as Bishop and Cross continue the double team, backdropping McCammon to the mat!
Phil Brooks: THUG taking it to McCammon thus far!
Josh Harter: There’s so much going on I can barely keep up! It’s pure pandemonium in the ring.
Darkness tries to apply Sleep Tight to Ryder, but he gets to the ropes before Darkness can lock in the bodyscissors. Darkness lets go of the hold and gets to his feet, but The Poet grabs him from behind and lifting him up with a falling backdrop. Lexington rises to his feet, but is taken down by a double clothesline from Bishop and Cross! Bishop turns around and is nailed with the Genesis! Disciple locks in a Rear Naked Choke, but Bishop also gets to the ropes before Disciple cinches the move in. Ryder gets back up and continues on with McCammon, Ryder applies a key lock but McCammon fights out with an arm drag. McCammon snapmares Ryder down and nails a boot to his knee. Bishop hits a reverse elbow onto Disciple as Cross hits a back body drop on Darkness. Cross locks on a Sharpshooter to Darkness, who tries in vain to get out of it, but Cross sets the move in and Darkness is trying to crawl to the ropes. Bishop with a snap mare and kick to the back and then he works on Disciple’s neck. Disciple gets to his feet and he punches Bishop. Disciple with a scoop slam then he goes up for a screaming elbow to the back of Bishop’s neck! Bishop rolls out of the ring, and lays on the floor holding his neck as Ryder slams McCammon’s head into the turnbuckle and then he works on McCammon’s back with forearms to the kidneys. Ryder with a slam and forearm to McCammon’s head. Ryder tries again, but McCammon with a drop toe hold and he gets Ryder into a side head lock. Meanwhile, Kencedro rakes The Poet’s eyes and goes for The Revolution, but Lexington counters and Drake Kencedro lands back first into the mat! JW McCammon nails a chop block to Ryder’s quad. McCammon sets up Ryder for the Lock-On, but the Poet pulls him off before he can lock the move in! Kencedro holds his back as The Poet locks The Mercenary in a side headlock and takes him to the mat with a side headlock takeover and promptly applies a legscissors to the head. McCammon counters into one of his own, but Lexington does it again and McCammon is again caught in the headscissors! McCammon’s outstretched hand is only inches away from the ropes!
Phil Brooks: Such pain on all the bodies tendons and muscles from each of these vicious submission holds.
Kenecdro gets up and kicks the The Poet in the head and he releases McCammon, who is gasping for air at this point. Darkness reaches the ropes and Cross breaks the hold as Kencedro turns around right into a Gore from the Disciple! Cross is busy stomping Darkness into the ground as Kencedro holds his stomach and The Disciple helps up The Mercenary, he looks to shake his hand, but The Disciple pulls McCammon into The Revalation!
Phil Brooks: This very well could be it!
Josh Harter: It looks like McCammon is going to tap!!!
Ryder is up again and before McCammon can slap his hand onto the mat Ryder kicks The Disciple in the head. Ryder stalks McCammon as he is getting to his feet. Cross though stalks Ryder and grabs him from behind for a German Suplex, but Ryder blocks it and swings behind The Television Champion for one, but can’t get it either. McCammon sees what’s going on, quickly swings behind both men and German Suplexes both champions to the ground!! McCammon looks around at the ring and everyone is down. He walks over toward Bishop, who pokes him in the eye and tosses him out of the ring, but Darkness immediately clotheslines Bishop over the top rope as well. The Poet hits Ryder with The Pen Is Mightier and has now locked in a crossface on Ryder. Disciple hits Xavier Cross with a Russian legsweep and locks in The Revelation on the Television champ. Also, Sides of Five suplexes Darkness from behind and locks in a crucifix armbar. All three men are trapped in the center of the ring.
Phil Brooks: These three men are just clinging on here. There’s no escape, someone is going to tap!
Josh Harter: And Xavier might lose his title! No!
All three men are clenching their teeth, trying to force a submission. Darkness looks like he may be the first to go as he lifts his arm in the air, but Xavier Cross begins to tap first.
Phil Brooks: I can’t believe he tapped out!!
Josh Harter: You’re telling me. That was a shocker right there! Cross just submitted his own title, but The Disciple is now the Television Champion! New Television Champion!
As all the combatants keep brawling with each other, they seem to be oblivious to the fact that the second fall has started. Suddenly, Ryder lunges at Darkness, and hits him with a vicious clothesline. He begins to pummel him, when out of nowhere The Mercenary hits him in the back with a kendo stick.
Phil Brooks- Oh come on, that just isn’t fair.
Josh Harter- Hey, anything goes for this fall, can’t blame him.
While all that is going on, The Poet and The Disciple roll out of the ring, and begin exchanging blows. Sides of Five rushes to the corner, and climbs up to the top. He nails the two men with a perfectly executed cross body block.
Phil Brooks- HOLY COW, DID YOU SEE THAT?
Josh Harter- Drake just sacrificed his body to take out two men.
As the three men lay in a heap, Bishop takes the opportunity to pin The Poet…..one….two…
Phil Brooks- AND HE KICKS OUT!!
As all them mayhem ensues, Xavier Cross sits back and watches the destruction unfold. Bishop slides back into the ring, and charges at him, attempting his patented Hollow Point. Xavier slides to the side, and Bishops leg gets caught on the top rope. Xavier locks him in the Tree of Woe, and begins to stomp on him.
Josh Harter: It is truly every man for themselves out there, as Cross is destroying Bishop!
On the other side of the ring, the Mercenary and Darkness have teamed up, and started to double team Ryder. Darkness lifts him up over his head, and throws him right down onto the extended knee of McCammon. As McCammon goes for the pin, he is lifted up by Darkness, and set up for the Lights Out. He drives McCammons head down into the mat, and his skull bounces off of the canvas.
Phil Brooks- I think JW might be done after that.
Josh Harter- What makes you say that? The fact that his skull just bounced like a super ball?
As Darkness goes for the cover, Cross rushes over and hits him with a vicious boot to the head. As he turns around, he is met with a chair shot to the head, courtesy of The Poet. Before he could capitalize, he is hit from behind by Bishop, who had just freed himself. Meanwhile, on the outside Sides of Five had handcuffed The Disciple to the ring post, and was hitting him with repeated shots with a garbage can lid. As his body began to go limp, Drake undid the handcuffs. He wraps the handcuffs around his clenched fist like brass knuckles, and cracks McCammon upside the head. He makes the cover.
1…
2…
Ryder breaks up the count, but is caught by a flying chairshot from Bishop who had climbed up the turnbuckle with a chair and drills Ryder. Bishop covers.
1…
2…
McCammon breaks up the count, but The Poet sunset flips him for a cover of his own.
1…
2…
McCammon kicks out. Darkness meanwhile slides out of the ring and pulls out a steel chair. He slides back in and tosses the chair to Bishop, who catches it, followed by Darkness spearing Bishop and the chair through the ropes and out of the ring.
Phil Brooks: Oh my god! What a spear!
Josh Harter: Seems like Darkness hasn’t forgotten what Bishop did to him back at Unholy Coronation. He seems to have just reminded him there.
Back in the action, The Poet and JW McCammon are now brawling outside of the ring, but The Disciple does a suicide dive taking both men out! Sides of Five has now launched himself on the top rope, and hits a perfect moonsault with a trashcan lid on his waist on all three men outside the ring. He covers The Poet.
1…
2…
Poet kicks out! The crowd goes ballistic, as all four men seem to have nothing left there. Ryder and Xavier Cross are in the ring battling with baseball bats. Cross swings and misses wildly, followed by a sickening bat shot to the head of Cross, followed by a neckbreaker. Ryder covers Cross.
1…
2…
Somehow Cross gets a leg on the rope, and Ryder is furious.
Phil Brooks: This is just inhumane, how are these men alive!
Cross rolls out of the ring in pain nearby Darkness and Bishop. Darkness is on his feet, waiting for Bishop. Bishop makes it up, and Darkness hits It Came From the Darkness. Bishop is out cold. Darkness is prepared to make the cover when Ryder slides out of the ring and rolls Darkness up from behind. He grabs some tights, but the referee doesn’t see it.
1…
2…
3!!!
Josh Harter: RYDER RETAINS! THE UNHOLY WARRIOR DID IT!
Phil Brooks: He had to cheat to keep his title and the ref never saw it.
Josh Harter: More importantly, how are these men going to get through a ladder match!
Phil Brooks: Can you believe this match so far? All 8 men are lying on the outside, barely able to move.
As the 8 men struggle to get the strength to move, Drake Kencedro is the first to his feet. He reaches under the ring, and grabs a ladder, sliding it into the ring. He follows in after it, and begins to set it up. On the other side of the ring, Bishop has grabbed a 2nd ladder, and has started to slide it into the ring, when The Disciple grabs him. He whispers something in his ear, and points to The Poet. Bishop smiles, and grabs a bag from under the ring and throws it to him. As this is going on, Sides of Five starts to climb the ladder, when Bishop slides in and rushes up the other side. The two men begin to exchange blows.
Phil Brooks- Look at those two men, they are giving it their all.
Josh Harter- Well I would sure hope so, they have a chance at the World Title.
Suddenly, Ryder is in the ring, with a 3rd ladder set up. As he starts his ascent to the top, JW McCammon grabs onto his leg, holding on to it with all his might. Meanwhile, Xavier Cross seems to have found a glass table under the ring, and has set it up outside. During this, Darkness has set up a ladder, and made it about halfway up towards the briefcase.
Phil Brooks- Darkness is almost there, it’s at his fingertips!
Josh Harter- Look at Cross though, he seems to have noticed.
As Darkness and Xavier begin to wail on each other, The Disciple seems to have set up a barbed wire table outside of the ring, right at the base of the entrance way. He picks up the Poet, and slams him to the ground with a vicious power bomb, almost knocking him out. He drags the Poet over to the table, and places him on top. He unties the bag that Bishop gave to him early, and dumps thousands of thumbtacks over the prone body of the Poet. He slides into the ring, ignoring the other 6 men fighting for the contract. He sets up the ladder inside the ring, facing the Poet. As he makes his way to the top, he flips off the crowd.
Phil Brooks- Oh My God, he wouldn’t dare risk his career right here.
Josh Harter- He obviously doesn’t care about the world title. He seems to be hell bent on taking out E.F.C. to get those tag belts.
As he steadies himself atop the ladder, the other 6 men all stop, and stare at him. As he gives them all one last finger, he flips off the ladder, nailing a devastating Swanton to the Poet, driving thumbtacks into both of their bodies, and sending them crashing through the barbed wire table and to the floor.
Phil Brooks: I’m utterly speechless.
Crowd: GWC! GWC! GWC!
Darkness and Xavier Cross are battling atop one ladder. Ryder and McCammon atop of another. And Sides of Five and Bishop are on top of the third.
Phil Brooks: The six remaining men seem poised to win the title shot! Who will take home the biggest prize!?!?
Josh Harter: Come on Bishop! Come on Cross! Hell, anyone but The Mercenary or Darkness!
Sides of Five pokes Bishop in the eye, then elbows him off the top of the ladder to the mat below. McCammon hits Ryder with three sharp rights, and hiptosses him off the ladder. Meanwhile, Cross gains the upperhand with Darkness, and pulls both men to the very top of the ladder. He places Darkness between his legs and signals to the crowd.
Phil Brooks: No way, not from up there!
Xavier pulls Darkness over his head, and hits Kiss the Cross off of the top of the ladder through the glass table outside of the ring! Both men are busted wide open, and the medics rush from the back of the ring.
Crowd: Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!
Josh Harter: McCammon and Sides of Five have both reached up, and grabbed the briefcase. It’s unhooked, and each man is trying to pull it out of the others grasp. The first one to pull it free has a guaranteed title shot! Come on Drake!
Ryder is up! He runs underneath McCammon and sets him up for a powerbomb. He pulls McCammon off and drives him to the mat. The bell rings for the end of the match, and the briefcase is in McCammon’s hands! Ryder is stunned, and Sides of Five is furious!
Phil Brooks: McCammon has done it! He is Mr. Money in the Bank!
Josh Harter: Dammit!
“Bite the Bullet” hits the speakers as the crowd goes wild. The entire crowd is on their feet applauding the effort given by these eight men in the match.
Ryder and Sides of Five begin arguing in the ring over how the match should have ended. The two begin brawling wildly as security rushes the ring. The referee drapes the TV title over The Disciple’s body as the cameras cut to the backstage area.
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Post by Danny Vice on May 21, 2007 13:10:43 GMT -5
T-Money Entrance
Tim Ryan catches up with THUG backstage, where they are consoling Xavier Cross and Bishop.
Tim Ryan: Mr. T-Money! A word on tonight's match!
Adam Pacman Jones: No one talks to T tonight, fool. He's gots to focus.
Tim Ryan: The people deserve to know!
Adam Pacman Jones: They deserve shit, man!
T-Money: Nah, it's cool. Let the people know, that THUG ain't walkin' outta here empty handed. So I'ma slap that bitch Thunder upside the head.
THUG exits the screen to the right.
Tim Ryan: There you have it, fighting words from a fighting champion. Wait, what's happened over here?
Tim runs over, and Felipe Salarose, one half of CXF is laid out, brutally beaten and bloodied. A broken crutch is a few feet away from his unconscious body.
Tim Ryan: This can only be one man....
The scene fades out...
Reckless Jack v. Creeping Death
Josh Harter: Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for the Reckless Jack vs. Creeping Death match. Since we don't know these two competitors as well as some other commentators, we will be signing off for this match to allow Wrestling Championship Federation commentators, Zach Davis and Shannan Lerch to call this highly intense, highly personal match between these two men. Zach, Shannan, the booth is yours.
Zach Davis: Thank you Josh and Phil. I am Zach Davis and next to me is...
Shannan Lerch: The always sexy Shannan Lerch.
Zach Davis: Right... anyways, this match here is going to be personal, its going to have hard kicks, high impact moves and for the first time ever, no stipulations for these two.
Shannan Lerch: This is going to be quite the intertesting match seeing these two wrestle a straight match. But, I gotta root for Reckless Jack. Always hated Creeping Death.
Zach Davis: That has been well documented. So here is the rock n roll legend from Metallica, James Hetfield...to give us our combatants.
The lights slowly fade to black. Bells toll as the screen shows shots of a big wooden cross wrapped in barbed wire. It's a sunny day as the "happy" opening to "The Light That Blinds" by Shadows Fall plays.The crowd goes along with the sounds. "Doo-da-doo dooing" along with it. As the song gets darker and darker, the sunny day turns to night. Black clouds roll in and rain begins falling on the cross. Lightning crashes about. As the lightning crashes, white lights in the arena flash. When the song kicks up, thirty four seconds in, the entire crowd begins headbanging in unison and throwing the horns in the air as the lights come on just a tad, giving light to the dark. Standing on the stage is Creeping Death, wearing a black hoodie with the hood up, arms stretched out in a crucifix fashion. CD stands there for a second or thirty, until the vocals start, taking in the crowd's reaction. Then he slowly makes his way down the ramp, looking out into the audience. As he reaches the ring, he slides in under the bottom rope, and pops to his feet. CD walks over to a turnbuckle, jumps to the middle rope facing in the ring, does the crucifix pose once again, takes the hoodie off, and then takes a seat on the top turnbuckle, awaiting the match to begin.
James Hetfield: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring...he is an ICON of Hardcore Wrestling...and I am his #1 fan...CREEPING DEATH!
The lights go out in the arena as a hush silence fills the crowd. Many of them start to talk amongst themselves. Some check their phones. Then out of nowhere we start to hear thunder and the falling of rain. Soon after, the opening of Stone Sour's "Reborn" fills the arena. Once the first verse begins, Reckless Jack appears in his wrestling attire and the Reckless Jack hooded sweatshirt.
"I am walking through your streets
I am looking in your windows
I am elemental now
You'll never even know I'm there
I am watching over you
I am living in the shadows
I am just a word to you
But I am very real and cold
Cold to all of this
Cold to how you feel
Cold to all your loose reason"
James Hetfield: And his opponent...the one...the only...Reckless JACK!
He throws his arms out in usual fashion before going to one side of the stage to pump the fans up by throwing his hands up into the air. He goes to the other side of the stage and proceeds to do the same thing. The crowd cheers for Reckless Jack as he heads back to the middle of the stage and starts to hop up and down, pumping himself up. Jack then takes off his hooded sweatshirt and throws it off, running down to meet Creeping Death on the bottom of the ramp. The two waste no time exchanging right hands near the ring. Creeping Death gets the better of things and whips Reckless Jack into the guard rail. Jack lands upside down on his neck as Creeping Death runs and hits a baseball slide dropkick to the head of Reckless Jack. The crowd cheers and boos as CD picks up Jack and throws him into the ring. Creeps rolls in himself as the bell rings, starting this match officially. Creeping Death waits for Jack to get up. Once Jack does get up, CD goes for an Enziguri. Jack ducks down as CD hits the mat. Jack goes down to a knee and grabs a leg of CD, pulling on it. CD rolls over to his back and kicks Jack off. Jack allows CD to get back to his feet as the crowd looks on in a hush silence.
Zach Davis: These two are wasting no time beating the hell out of each other.
Jack holds his hand out, as if he wants a lock up. Creeping Death looks to want the same as the two engage in a knucklelock. Then the other hands meet for a knucklelock, that is until Creeping Death kicks Jack in the stomach. Jack bends over as Creeping Death hits a few forearms in the back of Reckless Jack. CD then grabs Jack's arm and whips him into the turnbuckle. CD rushes toward Jack in the corner. Jack gets a boot up as Creeps staggers back. Jack hops up onto the second rope and leaps off with a Crossbody. Creeping Death catches Jack and flips him onto his shoulders. Jack drops down and dropkicks CD in the back. CD goes face first into the turnbuckle and starts to walk backwards. Reckless Jack grabs the waist of Creeping Death and lifts him for a German Suplex. Creeps flips out of the move midair and waistlocks Jack. Jack elbows CD in the face and grabs his arm. Jack goes behind CD with the arm, putting a hammerlock onto Creeping Death. Creeping Death plants himself and reverses into one of his own. Reckess Jack tries to elbow out of the move. CD ducks his head and lifts Jack up before dropping down with a Hammerlock Back Suplex.
Shannan Lerch: Creeping Death knows how to wrestle?
Zach Davis: Of course he does. Just because he loves the hardcore style doesn't mean he has no idea on how to formulate a plan.
Creeping Death picks Reckess Jack back and grabs his head. CD locks in a side headlock which he then throws Jack over which means he has done a Side Headlock Takedown. Creeps forces Jack's shoulders down to the mat.
One!
Two!!
Reckless Jack kicks out. CD keeps the headlock on as Reckless Jack rolls the move over and forces CD's shoulders down to the mat now.
One!
Two!!
Creeping Death lets go of the headlock as both men get to their feet. The crowd claps as the two men meet in the middle of the ring and start to exchange forearms to the face. Jack gets the better of this battle as he yells out and spins around, hitting a Roaring Forearm to the side of the head. Creeping Death staggers backwards a few feet before coming back with a Roaring Forearm of his own. Jack goes back a few feet himself now. The crowd claps again as CD kicks the leg of Reckless Jack. Jack fires back with a kick of his own. Soon, both men are kicking each other in the leg until CD drops down and legsweeps Jack's feet from underneath him.
Zach Davis: Ground based attack? Good thinking.
Shannan Lerch: Both these men know quite a bit of high flying moves and if Creeping Death takes out Reckless Jack's leg, it could mean victory for him.
Before Jack can get back to his feet, CD jumps up and hits a Double Foot Stomp on his head. Jack holds his head as CD picks him up again. Jack is lifted into a Suplex but CD drops it down with a Brainbuster. Creeping Death keeps ahold of the move and spins back up to his feet. He goes for another Brainbuster but Jack drops out of the move and puts a Full Nelson hold onto CD. Jack picks him up, going for a Dragon Suplex but CD lands on his feet. CD jumps up and hits a Reverse Hurricanrana that spikes Reckless Jack on his head. Jack rolls out of the ring as Creeping Death raises his arms into the air. The crowd is mixed. Jack is standing on the outside of the ring as Creeping Death grabs a hold of the ropes and slingshots over them. CD tries for a Hurricanrana but Jack catches him. CD tries to hit the move but Jack keeps blocking it. Reckless Jack runs and Powerbombs CD onto the guard rail. The crowd goes nuts as Reckless Jack holds his head, in pain.
Shannan Lerch: So much for the submission based match.
Zach Davis: Indeed, looks like high impact.
Jack goes into the ring to break the ref's count. He then rolls out. Jack grabs CD and rolls him into the ring. Reckless hops up onto the ring apron and springboards, going for a Somersault Senton. CD gets his knees up as Jack lands on them. Jack gets right back to his feet though as does CD. CD goes for a Lariat. Reckless Jack ducks down and hits an Ace Crusher! He keeps hold of CD's head and rolls into a Dragon Sleeper.
Zach Davis: THE SELF REVOLUTION!!
Shannan Lerch: Will CD tap?! I hope he does.
Zach Davis: He might.
Creeping Death reaches for the ropes but he is fading away as Reckless Jack is yelling at him to tap out. CD goes limp as the ref comes over and checks it out. The ref looks at Creeping Death before raising his hand. It's limp. The ref raises it for a second time. It's limp. The ref raises it for the third time. It's limp. The ref calls for the bell as Reckless Jack lets go of the hold. "Reborn" starts to play again as the ref raises Jack's hand in the air.
Shannan Lerch: Mighty fast match.
Zach Davis: It was but CD was choked out, nothing else about it.
Reckless Jack calls for a mic.
Reckless Jack: Someone get this piece of shit out of my fuckin ring right now!
The crowd cheers.
Reckless Jack: With this ass bagger out of my life now, I want to make one thing clear, I am here to stay. Not get up and leave when I feel like it. Reckless Jack is in GWC as long as I can be. Things come up. But I am here for the long haul. Everyone knows that the World Title match is on next right? I could interefere in that but no, I'm not like that. I am gonna make one more simple statement. You promise to break me like Creeping Death did? You'll end up the same way, out of this ring after getting either dropped on your head, tap out or get choked out. I am the f**k**g revolution of wrestling, I am The Self Revolution! This is Global Wrestling Coalition and no one is gonna f**k with us!
Reckless Jack drops the microphone as he leaves the ring. He slaps some hands of near by fans before heading up the ramp and into the back.
Josh Harter: Well, that was interesting.
Phil Brooks: The FCC is gonna be on our ass again thanks to him.
Lights! Cam! Action! segment
Cam Connor is in the center of the ring with a microphone in hand.
Agent 5 - Ladies and gentleman. I bring to you, my esteemed guest, and the MONEY IN THE BANK HOLDER....J.W. MCCAMMON!
The crowd erupts as "Bite The Bullet" hits the speakers. McCammon walks down to the ring with the Money in the Bank briefcase in his hands, still bloodied from his match.
Agent 5- Mr. McCammon, the question that everyone has on their mind. Will you cash in the Money in the Bank opportunity, tonight?
Before he can answer, "Cloud Nine" by Evanescence hits the speakers as Nikki Venus heads down to the ring. Her face looks angry as she slides in the ring and grabs the microphone from McCammon.
Nikki Venus: If you want to keep that briefcase, I suggest you go backstage, right now!
McCammon stares at Venus. He doesn't look intimidated.
Nikki Venus: Leave now, or you will defend that briefcase against Xavier Cross, The Poet, Darkness Sides of Five, and Bishop...right now.
The crowd pops to the possible match, but McCammon backs down and leaves the ring.
Nikki Venus: And you, Agent 5. I am here to answer the question everyone wants to know. So go ahead, ask it.
Agent 5: How is Commissioner Vice?
Nikki Venus: Danny is at Providence Hospital. He suffered severe electric shock and a level three concussion. Basically, he won't be around for awhile, which means yours truly is in charge. And that means change for the GWC. New blood. Fresh faces. Tonight, Kingdom Come may celebrate the past, but we start anew after tonight. And just to prove I mean business, we will have a special show..."Welcome To Venus"...next week. So get out of my ring, and let the show finish so we can move forward, instead of looking back.
Venus receives a mixed reaction as "Cloud Nine" hits the speakers. She and Connor leave the ring and head backstage.
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Post by Danny Vice on May 21, 2007 13:11:02 GMT -5
World Title Match
T-Money (c) v. Thunder
Phil Brooks: What a memorable night we have had here tonight at Kingdom Come! We have seen the infamous and dangerous House of FUN Match, Rick Mad versus Jamal Carter and that great Dark Crusade Match! But nothing will touch this main event! T-Money! Michael “Thunder” Knight! The Global Wrestling Coalition Heavyweight Championship of the World!
Crowd 1: T-Money! T-Money!
Crowd 2: MTK! MTK!
Josh Harter: Let’s run down the past history of the World Title. Miguel Sanchez beats BA Monk at Alpha to become the 1st World Champion, Thunder defeats Miguel Sanchez at Unholy Coronation that sends him into an early retirement, then at Reign of Terror in the Annihilation Complex, T-Money triumphed over all other 5 men to become champ.
Phil Brooks: Josh, this has been a night you can tell your children’s children about, assuming you get that far.
Josh Harter: I‘m too excited to care about what you just said! The question is: Who will have the infamous victory party tonight? T-Money or Thunder? But right now we head into the ring with Rob Dyrdek and Christopher "Big Black" Boykin!
In the ring, stand the stars of the hit TV show Rob & Big, Rob Dyrdek and Christopher Boykin, Rob holding a microphone in his hand.
Rob Dyrdek: If everyone could please turn their attention toward the stage! Introducing Jim Jones and Adam “Pacman” Jones!
As the song continues, out from the curtain walks World Heavyweight Champion T-Money. He wears Sean John denim shorts, a XXL white t-shirt, tan Timberland boots and a custom diamond spinning rim medallion. Rob Dyrdek hands the microphone to Big Black.
Christopher "Big Black" Boykin: People! Give it up for the GWC World Champ T-Money!
T-Money throws Jim Jones a gang sign as he walks up the ring steps and enters the ring. He mounts a near turnbuckle, holds up his belt as the crowd gives mixed reactions.
Josh Harter: That performance was crazy! Check out T-Money’s bling!
Phil Brooks: You’re right. The crowd was hot for that last performance and now we have Pink Floyd!
Jim Jones leaves the stage as the opposite side of the stage lights up and there stands Pink Floyd ready to play.
Rob Dyrdek: Performing their top 20 song, all the way back from 1973, David Gilmour, Rick Wright, and Nick Mason……Pink Floyd!
The arena goes black as "Money" by Pink Floyd continues to play. For a few moments, the arena stays in darkness until headlights can be seen at the ramp. Green lights now illuminate the arena, revealing a long black stretch limo. The limo drives down the ramp while drops down on all parts of the crowd. Once the limo comes to a stop at the ring, the driver opens up the back door, and Thunder steps out, wearing a long gold robe over his ring gear.
Rob Dyrdek: On his way to the ring, from New York City, Michael “Thunder” Knight!
The driver then holds the ropes open for Thunder and removes his robe. Under the robe Thunder is wearing a T-Money shirt and pants that say "World Champion" and an image of the World Title. Upon the exit of the driver, Thunder climbs all four turnbuckles and taunts the fans.
Josh Harter: Thunder trying to get into the head of T-Money here tonight! That has got to be mind bending!
Phil Brooks: Here we go! Both men who know what title gold feels like will fight for it right here, right now!
The ref takes the title from T-Money and shows it to him. T-Money puts one hand on it and looks at it intensely. The referee takes the belt to Thunder who continues his stare at T-Money. The referee shows it too all parts of the crowd before handing it to the timekeeper and asking for the bell. The bell rings and T-Money and Thunder meet in the center of the ring, face to face. T-Money slaps Thunder to the mild displeasure of the crowd. Thunder stumbles backward slightly, holding his cheek. Thunder rubs it for a moment then swings at T-Money with a right hand, taking him to the mat.
Josh Harter: What a hit! And what a surprise, we are being joined here by Adam “Pacman” Jones!
Adam “Pacman” Jones: What up fellas? How’s it hangin?
Phil Brooks: I’m assuming you are asking how I am and I’m just fine thank you.
Josh Harter: Phil, shut up! Yo my home dog, the Pacman. How it be on the Westside?
Jones and Brooks stare at a gangster-like Josh Harter who sits back in his chair, embarrassed. In the ring, T-Money and Thunder lock up and Thunder delivers a sharp knee into the stomach of T-Money. Following up, he twists T-Money’s arm and Thunder drives his elbow into T-Money’s shoulder. T-Money curses in pain as Thunder flips him by the arm, landing T-Money on the mat. Thunder drops an elbow on the sternum of T-Money, possibly knocking the wind out of him. Thunder goes for a quick pin.
1.
T-Money gets his shoulder up at a 1 count. Thunder drives a couple mounted punches into the chest of T-Money and goes for a second pin.
1.
T-Money, wheezing heavily, kicks out at another 1 count. Thunder grits his teeth in frustration and pulls T-Money to his feet. Thunder delivers a couple forearm shots to T-Money’s chest backing him into a near corner.
Phil Brook: Thunder really taking it to T-Money here in the early going.
Adam “Pacman” Jones: It ain’t over till you sing Phil.
Phil Brooks: Don’t you mean the fat lady?
Adam “Pacman” Jones: Exactly, you.
Josh Harter laughs heavily as Thunder drives his shoulder into T-Money’s chest in the corner. He backs up and drives another knee into his chest. Thunder swings with a right hand which T-Money ducks out of the way. Thunder falls into the corner and T-Money monkey flips Thunder out of the corner. Thunder lands hard on his back as T-Money does an amazing back flip from the second turnbuckle and driving his feet first into Thunder’s stomach.
Josh Harter: T-Money going outside his comfort zone with that amazing high flying move!
T-Money drops a right hand into the face of Thunder then follows up with a flurry of vicious punches to Thunder’s face. T-Money pulls Thunder to his feet and T-Money twists Thunder around and delivers a reverse neckbreaker. Thunder lands holding his neck as T-Money goes for a pin.
1.
2.
Thunder kicks out at a 2 count. T-Money kicks Thunder in the stomach rolling him over to the apron. T-Money backs up to the other side of the ring and charges at Thunder attempting a baseball slide. Thunder rolls out of the way causing T-Money to go flying out of the ring. Thunder climbs back onto the apron and dives off, driving his elbow into T-Money’s stomach on the outside.
Adam “Pacman” Jones: Aw man! Come on T! Do somethin’!
1!
2!
3!
4!
The ref works with his 10 count out as Thunder makes it to his feet. Thunder pulls T-Money up with him, drags him to a near by barrier and sends him headfirst into the barricade. Nearby fans hold signs up and cheer as Thunder stomps away at T-Money. A fan holds out a cardboard sign that says “T-Money is da Boss!”. Thunder grabs it out of the fan’s hands and busts it over T-Money’s head. T-Money gets slightly shook for a moment but then finds himself being Irish whipped into the ring.
Josh Harter: Foreign object!
Phil Brooks: It’s cardboard for goodness sake!
Thunder scoop slams T-Money on the mat and calls for a climb to the top turnbuckle. Thunder finds a near turnbuckle and begins to climb.
Crowd: Thunder! Thunder!
Thunder removes his elbow pad leaving his elbow exposed.
Phil Brooks: Thunder about to drive his elbow into the heart of T-Money!
Adam “Pacman” Jones: Not if I can help it!
Jones takes off his headset and runs over to Thunder’s turnbuckle. He stands on the outside jumping around trying to get his attention. Thunder yells at him but is blind sighted by T-Money who shoves Thunder to the outside making him collide with Jones.
Phil Brooks: T-Money shoving Thunder into his “friend”. How strange is that?!
Josh Harter: What are you talking about?! Thunder attacked Pacman!
T-Money rests on the turnbuckle as Thunder and Jones lie on the outside.
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2!
3!
4!
Adam Jones begins to stir as Thunder continues to lay still.
5!
6!
7!
8!
Thunder makes it to his knees and pulls himself up using the ring apron.
9!
Thunder rolls into the ring right before the 10 count. T-Money gives Thunder no time to rest as he drives repeated elbows into Thunder’s back. T-Money pulls Thunder up and slaps him in the face. Thunder falls back and is only held up by the ropes. T-Money pulls Thunder into the center of the ring and delivers a vicious jumping DDT. Thunder is motionless on the mat as T-Money rolls him over like dead weight for a pin.
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2.…………………..
Thunder kicks out at 2. T-Money is in utter disbelief as he argues with the referee. T-Money continues to argue with the referee. The ref continues to argue as T-Money steps away and delivers the Money Call knocking out the referee.
Phil Brooks: Oh my! T-Money just taking out the referee! Now what are we going to do?!
T-Money rolls to the outside and walks over to the timekeeper as Thunder staggers to his feet in the ring. T-Money rips the World Title belt from the timekeeper and walks around the ring to check on Adam Jones. Jones stands up and shakes the cobwebs out of his head. Adam Jones, wearing a Jim Jones t-shirt, pulls it off revealing a referee shirt.
Phil Brooks: What now?! Adam Jones is a referee?!
Josh Harter: I don’t hear any complaints!
T-Money rolls into the ring with the title belt and Adam Jones by his side. Adam Jones “playfully” turns around as T-Money prepares to hit Thunder over the head with it. Adam Jones pretends not to see T-Money preparing to hit Thunder with the belt as the crowd boos him. Thunder stands up, turns and ducks T-Money’s swinging title. T-Money drops the title and is brought upon Thunder’s shoulder’s. Thunder delivers his Death Valley Driver to T-Money sending him to the mat.
Phil Brooks: Thunder reverses!
Adam Jones is still unaware until Thunder taps him on the shoulder. Jones turns around to see Thunder standing in front of him and T-Money lying on the mat. Jones tries to escape but Thunder grabs him by the collar and gives him a devastating Thunder & Lightning as well. Adam Jones rolls out of the ring as Thunder stands and T-Money lies face down on the mat. He rolls T-Money over for the pin.
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2...
3...
Phil Brooks: NEW WORLD CHAMPION!
Josh Harter: Then why no bell?
The referee noticed T-Money's leg on the rope, and it was only a TWO COUNT! Thunder is beside himself. He pulls T-Money to his feet, but T-Money quickly rolls him into a small package.
1...
2...
3...No! Kickout by Thunder. Both men back up fast. T-Money gains the advantage and hits a brainbuster. He hooks Thunder for the cover.
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2...
Kickout again by Thunder and the crowd is going wild. T-Money is up first, and he's looking for his flying heel kick, the Money Call. Thunder struggles to his feet and T-Money drills the Money Call to the face of Thunder, but Thunder falls into the referee and smashes him into the turnbuckle. Suddenly, the lights go out.
Phil Brooks: Oh my! This again! The lights are out! They're out!
Josh Harter: Show yourself.
The lights cut back, and in the ring stands a tall blonde man with a long trenchcoat on and a steel chair in hand, directly behind T-Money. The crowd erupts!
Phil Brooks: Turn the cameras! Cut to a new angle! Who is it!!!
The camera cuts to a different angle to reveal the return of Skyler Striker!
Josh Harter: It's STRIKER! NO!
Striker is waiting for T-Money to turn around when Pacman Jones slides back in the ring, and catches a chairshot from Striker. The sound makes T-Money turn around just as Striker swings for him. T-Money ducks it and kicks the chair away before hitting Striker with a right hand. Another right from T-Money, but the third is blocked, and Striker returns three sharp rights, followed by whipping T-Money into the ropes for a swinging neckbreaker. The crowd goes ballistic as Striker climbs the turnbuckle, and executes a perfect Skyler High Dive!
Phil Brooks: Striker's back! He's back in the GWC!
Josh Harter: And it's been him the whole time!
Skyler drags Thunder across T-Money and shakes the referee awake. He then rolls out of the ring as the referee crawls over to make the count.
Crowd: 1...
2...
3!!!
DING DING DING!
Rob Dyrdek: Here is your winner, and NEWWWWWWWW GWC WORLD CHAMPION!!!!
Christopher "Big Black" Boykin: MICHAEL "THUNDER" KNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!
"Money" hits the speakers as Skyler heads up the ramp toward the backstage area. The credits for Kingdom Come begin to roll as Thunder holds the World Title in his arms.
Phil Brooks: My God! My God! What a show! We'll see you next week on our special show, Welcome to Venus! I don't even know what to say!
Josh Harter: I do. Fuck Skyler Striker.
Phil Brooks: Great! More for the FCC. See you next week!
The crowd is on their feet as the camera zooms in on the smiling face of Skyler Striker.
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