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Post by Danny Vice on Jun 4, 2007 11:25:04 GMT -5
The Cameron Crazies are going wild in Durham, NC as the pyrotechnics show hit along with "Guerilla Radio" from Rage Against The Machine. Everyone is on their feet for another edition of Wednesday Night Assault, featuring the culmination of two months of climbing to the top by CXF in an epic Tag Title match-up.
Phil Brooks: Ladies and gentlemen, we're finally back from hiatus and it's time to boogie.
Josh Harter: Boogie? Really? Jesus.
Phil Brooks: Regardless, it's going to be a wild one. We are two weeks removed from Kingdom Come and we have a new WORLD CHAMPION! And after the exciting episode of Welcome to Venus, we already know the future of the World Title heading into Vindication.
Josh Harter: And I am sure the repercussions of Welcome to Venus and Kingdom Come will be felt tonight. Rick Mad says he wants to be an immortal, so tonight he moves toward that dream when he faces former Commissioner "Sides of Five" Drake Kencedro who nearly became Mr. Money-in-the-Bank.
Phil Brooks: Speaking fo Mr. Money-in-the-Bank, JW McCammon squares off with our former World Champion T-Money. McCammon wants to know if he's ready for World Gold? Here's his chance to find out.
Josh Harter: T-Money of course is still furious after Skyler Striker interrupted his match with Thunder. I am sure some of those frustrations will come out tonight.
Phil Brooks: We also have a debut match of two international superstars, as Yukio Blaze and Kevin Hardaway both make their way to the GWC and square off in the opening bout tonight. Let's go ringside for the introductions from the lovely Michelle Madison.
Kevin Hardaway v. Yukio Blaze
Michelle Madison: The following match is scheduled for one fall!
Phil Brooks: I’m very excited Josh! Coming off GWC’s biggest pay per view of the year with one of, if not the biggest debut matches in the history of Wednesday Night Assault!
Josh Harter: Just make sure you don’t get all “excited” on me. But you are right Phil, the talent just keeps pouring into the GWC showing what they’re made of!
"THIS FIRE BURNS!"
And with that, Killswitch Engage's "This Fire Burns" comes blaring over the PA system, the house lights flashing blue and white. The crowd jumps to their feet and begin to cheer for Kevin Hardaway. Out from the curtain walks Kevin Hardaway, getting cheered as he walks around the entrance ramp, getting all of the fans pumped up and on their feet, going nuts as he finally starts walking to the ring, chorus playing and all.
Michelle Madison: On his way to the ring, from Baltimore, Maryland, being accompanied by Angelina Hardaway, weighing in at 230 lbs., Kevin Hardaway!
Even through the darkest days
This fire burns, always
This fire burns
Always
Kevin hits the ring and thinks for a second, before pulling his head back up as he runs and jumps in one stride on the apron. Angelina cheers him from ringside as Kevin enters the ring and immediately goes on the top turnbuckle raising his arms up in the air. The fans cheer for him as he drops down and warms up for his opponent.
Josh Harter: Wow, I love this new talent. It’s great!
Phil Brooks: Yes I know. Kevin Hardaway will go far here in the GWC.
Josh Harter: I was talking about Angelina.
The lights goes out in the arena. The beginning note of "Miseria Cantare" by A.F.I. plays over the speakers. Smoke starts to fill the entrance way. The house lights start to flicker white light with the music beat. The drum beat starts to play and Yukio Blaze comes out from the curtain to a standing ovation while the crowd sings along.
Michelle Madison: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 230 lbs., Yukio Blaze!
Yukio drops down to his knee's then looks around the arena at the fans. He gets off the ground and leisurely walks the ring as he admires the crowd in the process. Yukio enters ring, walks over the a near turnbuckle, climbs to the middle buckle and throws up the V-1 sign with his right hand. He takes his left hand and grips his right wrist to make devil horns. He jumps down and begins to stare down Hardaway as Michelle Madison exits the ring. The referee checks to see if both men are ready and he calls the timekeeper for the bell. The bell rings and both men circle around each other. Blaze and Hardaway meet in the center of the ring and lockup with Hardaway winning with a headlock takeover. Yukio rolls out and both men make it back to their feet.
Angelina Hardaway: Come on baby!
Crowd: *Clap clap clap-clap* Let’s go Hardaway! *Clap clap clap-clap* Let’s go Hardaway!
Crowd: *Clap clap clap-clap* Let’s go Yukio! *Clap clap clap-clap* Let’s go Yukio!
Both men smile as the crowd cheers them on. Yukio uses this to his advantage as he hits Hardaway with a devastating clothesline. Hardaway hits the mat hard and Yukio follows up with Dragon Sleeper hold. Yukio applies a body scissors as well making it harder for him to escape.
Phil Brooks: Slow start but these two are going to give it their all.
Hardaway manages to stand up with Yukio still on his back. Hardaway falls backward hard slamming Blaze to the mat. Blaze releases his hold holding his back in pain. Hardaway pulls him to his feet, delivers a quick backbreaker and goes for a pin.
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2.
Blaze kicks out at 2. Hardaway stays on the offense with a surfboard submission hold. Hardaway digs his knee into Blaze’s back pulling his arms back.
Crowd: Yukio! Yukio! Yukio!
Yukio hears the crowd’s chants as he stands up. He delivers a midsection kick to breaking Hardaway’s hold. Yukio switches quickly into a Northern Lights suplex for a pin.
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2.
Hardaway twists his shoulder up quickly to break the count. Hardaway makes it to his feet but is met with an enzuirgi from Yukio dropping him back down. Yukio goes to a near turnbuckle and climbs to the second buckle. He jumps and delivers a diving elbow to the back of Hardaway’s head.
Phil Brooks: Ouch! Blaze driving his elbow into Hardaway’s head!
Josh Harter: That is going to smart tomorrow.
Yukio then puts Hardaway in a rear naked chokehold. Hardaway fades away slowly but Angelina begins to hit the ring apron to give her man support.
Angelina Hardaway: Come on baby! Let’s go! Let’s Kevin!
Hardaway hears her voice and begins to slowly lift himself and Blaze off the mat. Hardaway stands up, groggy, with Blaze on his back. Hardaway grabs Blaze’s head and throws his feet out to deliver a Stunner. Blaze falls back holding his jaw as Hardaway catches his breath. Blaze uses the near the ramp ropes to pull himself up. Hardaway charges and Blaze pulls down the ropes sending Kevin to the outside. Blaze sees the opening and goes to a near by turnbuckle.
Josh Harter: Again with the high flying moves?! When will it end?!
Blaze poses to the cheering crowd and dives off the turnbuckle taking out Hardaway on the outside.
1!
2!
3!
4!
5!
Hardaway and Blaze exchange punches on the outside as the ref counts.
6!
Hardaway ducks a punch from Blaze and picks him up in a military press.
Phil Brooks: What strength!
Hardaway tosses Blaze into the ring with ease which excites Angelina on the outside. Hardaway climbs in the ring breaking the ref’s count. Hardaway climbs the turnbuckle for a dive of his own.
Josh Harter: This is just ridiculous!
Hardaway sits on the top rope as Blaze turns and sees him. Hardaway jumps and hits a senton splash dive on top of Blaze. Hooks the leg...
1...
2...
3! No! Kickout last second by Blaze. Hardaway pulls him to his feet, but Blaze rolls him up tightly.
1...
2...
Kickout by Hardaway. Both men quickly up. Hardway misses a wild right hand. Yukio locks in a hammerlock and drills Hardaway with Punk Out Twist. He covers Hardaway again...
1...
2...
Another kickout from Hardaway. Blaze stomps twice on the skull of Hardaway and ascends the top rope looking to finish this match. He leaps for the Detroit Street Stomp, but Hardaway rolls out of the way and kips up nicely. Blaze turns and Hardaway hits Asylum Bomb #2. Hardaway looks ready to make the cover, when Jason Rivers hits the ring behind Hardaway out of nowhere.
Phil Brooks: What is he doing here? He doesn't debut until next week!
Josh Harter: We don't call it Assault for nothing around here.
Rivers connects with Hardaway on a nasty European Uppercut. The referee sounds for the bell, but Rivers is able to execute a cradle piledriver on the stunned Hardaway. He then climbs the top rope above Yukio Blaze.
Crowd: Boooooooooooooo!
Rivers executs a perfect Five-Star Frog Splah to crush the ribs of Yukio Blaze. The crowd continues to boo as the bell sounds again and again. "The Memory Will Never Die" hits the speakers as Rivers stands over his two fallen victims as the crowd bombards the ring with trash.
Phil Brooks: This is absolutely disgusting. A great debut from Kevin Hardaway and Yukio Blaze in one of our most exciting matches to date, and we get it broken up by this punk. This is a shame, I hope he's punished for his actions.
Josh Harter: It might not be right, but lemme tell ya. Jason Rivers just impressed me with both his athletic ability and sheer power. That is not a huge man hitting that piledriver so perfectly. Well done Rivers. You've made a fan out of me.
Rivers seems stunned in the ring that the crowd is booing so loudly. He's almost upset as he expected to win them over. He puts his head down and heads to the back.
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Post by Danny Vice on Jun 4, 2007 11:51:13 GMT -5
JW McCammon Segment
(Bite The Bullet by Machine Head hits and the crowd erupts for “The Mercenary” JW McCammon. McCammon walks out, briefcase in hand and a microphone in the other. He stops on the stage...)
JW McCammon: You know what? I am Mr. Freakin’ Money In The Bank!
(The crowd pops...)
JW: I kick people's asses and have no qualms with it. I have beaten everybody put in my way.I am the person with a title shot! I should be wrestling for the GWC Championship at Vindication! I am tired of this. I am tired of being overlooked, and underpaid! I am the best damn wrestler on this roster...PERIOD! So, Danny Vice...or Ms. Venus...anybody. Give me a fight at Vindication. I don’t give a rat’s ass who it is! I am opening a challenge to anybody!
(McCammon pauses and looks around at the crowd...)
If I have to yet again prove that I am the best damn wrestler here, then I will do that, as many times as it takes to get a world title shot. I will break as many necks, arms, legs, and bodies as it takes to get what I want! I will make whoever it is walk with me in hell!
(McCammon drops the mic and begins to head backstage when a fast melody of bagpipes hits the speakers and Crimson Pfeiffer steps out on the stage.)
Crimson Pfeiffer: McCammon, you talk a lot. Most of the time you back it up. So I want to put you to the real test. Vindication. Me. You. That ring.
(Pfeiffer drops the mic as his music hits again, McCammon licks his lips in the ring and smiles.)
Ryder & Icon Corp Segment
Icon Corp. is in the backstage of the Cameron Indoor Arena. “The Machine”, who is sitting in a chair, doesn’t look too happy.
Sullivan: What’s up with you, man?
Walters stands up from his chair and gets in Sullivan’s face.
Walters: I have been here since March, right?
Sullivan: Yeah, you’re right. But that doesn’t explain what’s wrong with you.
Walters points down to his waist.
Walters: What the f*** is missing Mike?!
Sullivan: Ok, you’re still upset that we don’t have the tag title shot. We have to just be patient dude. We get our shot eventually, unless that b*tch screws that up for us too.
Walters: But we should ALREADY have them! I can destroy anybody back in the d*mn locker room! I wonder sometimes why I left Cool Dad’s promotion…
Sullivan: God, you are always complainin’ about somethin’, are you? We took out Vice like we said, we destroyed Ragnal like we said, so people are taking notice of Icon Corp. as we speak! So just shut up and be happy!
Then, from out of nowhere, Ryder appears!
Sullivan: What do you want?
Ryder: I just wanted to let you know that I hope you appreciate what the Emperor did for you.
Walters: What the f*** is he babbling about?
Sullivan: Well, we should thank you for helping us in the FUN House.
Ryder: I'm glad to see one of you has a good head on his shoulders. The help that I sent certainly got the job done. Unfortunately, this did not translate to a victory. I believe I can help you two get over the proverbial hump...if you are willing to listen to what I have to say.
Walters: We don’t need anyone’s d*mn help!
Ryder: Everyone needs some help sometime. Have patience and you will see the light.
Sullivan: Hey! Let’s just see what he has to say…
Icon Corp. walks away with Ryder.
Rick Mad Segment
The lights go dark. A Guitar and a Heart by M83 begins playing.
Josh Harter: You know what this means, Phil.
Phil Brooks: Time for Rick Mad.
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) A HUGE blast of green pyro blasts from the stage and the lights come back on. More fireworks than normal blast from not only the entryway but the ringposts as well.
Josh Harter: Holy crap! Rick spared no expense on the pyro tonight.
Rick Mad is now on the stage, and he's holding a briefcase.
Phil Brooks: Wonder what could be in there!
Rick walks to the ring with a huge smile on his face, trying to slap people's hands, although most people do not oblige him. He apparently doesn't notice his unpopularity with the fans as he has a huge smile the whole way. He rolls into the ring and climbs one turnbuckle. Another huge blast of green pyro blasts from the other three. He then climbs down.
Rick Mad: Well hello, hello hello you wonderful GWC fans!
Booing.
Rick Mad: I love you too, all of you, I truly truly do. Thank you for supporting me in my match against Jamal Carter. Fans, thank you for making me immortal.
Annnddd more booing.
Rick Mad: At Kingdom Come, I achieved every goal I'd set for myself. I will live forever in the minds of not only Jamal Carter, but in all of you! And while Jamal might not like me, I know you people think of me fondly. And I know you love me. But alas, RickMadamaniacholicites, all is not well in my life.
Rick pretends to brush away a tear.
Rick Mad: For you see, my waist is feeling a little bit empty. No gold! So what do you think I'm going to do? Challenge Thunder for the World Title? Or one of the other wonderful title holders in this company?
The fans cheer, wanting to see Rick get his ass kicked.
Rick Mad: Of COURSE not! I'm too far beyond that. No, friends, I'm bringing a belt out of retirement. The most prestigious belt to ever grace the waist of an immortal man, that man being myself. Friends, family, fans, I reintroduce to you...
Rick opens the suitcase and reveals a huge gold belt.
Rick Mad: The Rick Mad Championship!
The belt has a big gold picture of Rick's face on it with the words "Rick Mad Championship" written and the name "Rick Mad" on the name plate. Rick climbs up a turnbuckle and raises it high in the air like he's just actually earned it, which of course gets him heat.
Josh Harter: Rick Mad is the Rick Mad Champion! What an amazing night, and we're just getting started!
Phil Brooks: ...I don't even have words.
Eventually, Rick climbs down and begins speaking again.
Rick Mad: Sadly, I will only defend this belt against those I feel are truly deserving. And unless someone invents a cloning machine and clones myself, I don't see that happening any time soon. Regardless, I DO need someone to fight at the next big GWC PPV extravaganza. And to decide my next opponent, I introduce to you...
A man pulls one of those tumbly things with balls in them (like a lottery machine thing) out from the entrance and pulls it up to the ring and starts putting it inside.
Rick Mad: The Rick Mad Random Chance Opponent Of Fate Picker 2000!
The fans boo because the Rick Mad name dropping is getting silly now. The machine is finally inside the ring. Rick begins spinning it, and eventually picks a name from inside.
Rick Mad: And the man I am challenging for the next PPV is....
Rick reads the ball.
Rick Mad: BISHOP! So there you have it, fans! But for tonight, well, time for me to be in action. I thank you for your support, and please, enjoy my performance tonight. Drake Kencedro, come on down!
Rick waits for his opponent.
Rick Mad v. Sides of Five
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.
Phil Brooks: Rick is already in the ring, so this match is ready to go!
The bell rings. Rick and Sides of Five circle each other and tie up. Kencedro gets the early advantage, getting Rick in a headlock. Rick pushes Kencedro off, who bounces into the ropes and then hits Mad with a Shoulderblock, knocking him down. Kencedro then goes for an Elbow Drop, Mad rolls away, both men stand up. Mad runs at Kencedro, who takes him over with a hip toss. Mad gets right to his feet and is hit with a big Dropkick, sending him right back down! Kencedro quickly goes for the pin.
One!
Two!
Josh Harter: Mad gets the shoulder up.
Kencedro waits for Mad to stand up, preparing to hit a Superkick. Mad is to his feet, Kencedro goes for the kick, but no! Mad ducks it, and hits a huge German Suplex!
Phil Brooks: This suddenly doesn't look good for Sides of Five.
Mad keeps it locked in, and picks Kencedro back up. BAM! Another German. Of course, Mad still keeps hold, and stands up again... BAM! Another German Suplex, this time of the Bridge Pin variety. The ref drops for the count.
One!
Two!
Josh Harter: No! Kencedro breaks out of it.
Both men are laying on the mat, catching their breath. Mad is up first, and starts kicking at Kencedro as he makes his way to his feet. Eventually Kencedro is able to grab one of Rick's kicks. Rick hops on one leg for a second before snapping off a huge Enziguri! Kencedro saw it coming, however, and ducked it. He grabs Mad in such a way so that he then follows up with a Wheelbarrow Suplex!
Phil Brooks: Oof, great move there!
Kencedro kicks Rick a few times before beginning his climb to the top rope. He gets to the top, looks back once, takes a deep breath.. and flies off the top with a Moonsault! The crowd pops loud and he lands it!
Josh Harter: Great high flying move from Sides of Five! This has to be it!
The Moonsault, of course, results in a pin.
One!
Two!
NO! Rick gets his shoulder up again.
Phil Brooks: Both men really want to win this match.
Rick rolls out of the ring, trying to shake the cobwebs off. Kencedro stands, not wanting to let Rick get away, and runs... jumps onto the ropes, and hits a Springboard Shooting Star Press!
Josh Harter: OH HOLY CRAP!
The crowd is chanting something slightly more vulgar than "holy crap" as both men lay motionless on the floor.
Phil Brooks: What an amazing move from Sides of Five there!
Slowly, Kencedro begins to get to his feet. He's wobbly, but unlike Rick Mad, at least he's standing. He picks Rick up and rolls him into the ring before sliding in after him. He once again watches Rick, waiting for him to stand.
Josh Harter: This could be all she wrote for the Rick Mad Champion.
Mad slowly gets to his feet, and Kencedro kicks him in the gut and pulls him in. He gets him in position for the Revolution, but Mad manages to reverse it and take Kencedro over with a Back Bodydrop. Kencedro hits the ref as he goes over.
Phil Brooks: Well there is no way this can be good.
Rick quickly rolls out of the ring and grabs the Rick Mad Title. He slides back in, just as Kencedro is getting up... WHACK! Rick hits Kencedro right in the face with the belt!
Josh Harter: Looks like the ref's misfortune WAS good! For Rick Mad, anyway!
Rick throws the belt out of the ring and drops, pinning Sides of Five. He yells at the ref, who groggily makes the count.
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Three.
Phil Brooks: Ugh, Rick Mad steals it.
Rick gets his arm raised and then rolls out of the ring, grabbing the Rick Mad Title and taking it with him.
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Post by Danny Vice on Jun 4, 2007 18:36:38 GMT -5
T-Money v. JW McCammon
Michelle Madison: Introducing first, from Orlando, FL. He is a former GWC World Champion and accompanied to the ring by DJ...T-MONEY!
The house lights fade to black as two sets of squad car lights pierce the darkness. The sound of a police siren and a few gun shots fill the air. "We Fly High" by Jim Jones begins to boom through the PA while smoke fills the entryway. T-Money appears as a silhouette in the midst of it. From the stage, six shots of pyro are shot out above the crowd. T-Money steps through the smoke to a vast amount of boos and heads down the ramp. Bare chested and clad in baggy jeans and Timberland boots, he slowly strolls to the ring. T-Money climbs the ring steps and stops for a moment to pose for the crowd. T-Money turns back to the ring, climbs through the ropes, and poses once again. His theme music fades out.
Michelle Madison: And his opponent, from Sumter, SC. He is Mr. Money-in-the-Bank...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.
Phil Brooks: This could be a very interesting match. Neither has faced one another in the past, and we know McCammon has the opportunity to cash in his World Title shot at any time. I guess tonight he can prove he's ready for that level.
McCammon and T-Money grapple up in the center of the ring, and T-Money quickly locks on a side headlock and then turns it into a side headlock rollover. T-Money maintains the headlock as McCammon is down on the mat. McCammon rapidly fights his way up and pushes T-Money into the ropes. T-Money bounces off the ropes and McCammon swings for a clothesline, but T-Money ducks it and hits a reverse neckbreaker. T-Money goes for a quick cover, but McCammon kicks out almost instantly!
Josh Harter: Dammit. Come on T, end this chump!
Phil Brooks: Chump?
Josh Harter: I'm relating to my Dirty South peeps!
Phil Brooks: Peeps?
T-Money tries to lock in a sleeper hold, but McCammon quickly hits a jawbreaker, breaking out of the hold. T-Money staggers back off onto the ropes and McCammon hits a northern lights release suplex! T-Money gets sent half way across the ring! T-Money pulls himself up in a corner, and McCammon runs at him, leaping into the air, but T-Money moves out of the way. McCammon hits the turnbuckle directly with his chest! McCammon staggers out of the corner holding his chest in pain and T-Money lifts him up for a facebuster and is about to hit it, but McCammon somehow reverses and falls on top of T-Money. McCammon makes a cover, but T-Money gets the shoulder up at two.
In the ring, McCammon gets up and stares into the crowd as he wipes the sweat from his brow. T-Money gets up behind McCammon and hits the Money Maker! McCammon is down and T-Money covers...one...two...McCammon kicks out!
Phil Brooks: Wow, more inside of JW than we give him credit for with that kickout.
T-Money can’t believe it and he quickly starts choking the life out of McCammon. The referee starts the count and T-Money keeps the hold locked until the maximum five count. The referee starts yelling at him, but T-Money pushes the referee away and goes to choke McCammon, but JW hits a quick thumb to the eye!
Josh Harter: Listen to these idiots! They cheer when he's CHEATING! CHEATER!
Phil Brooks: I thought they're your "peeps"!
T-Money staggers away in pain, shaking his head and McCammon gets up. McCammon stalks T-Money as he staggers back towards him. McCammon lifts him up for the McCammon Driver, but T-Money floats over and tries for the Money Maker once again, but McCammon elbows him away. As T-Money comes back McCammon lifts him into the McCammon Driver! McCammon gets up and looks into the crowd who is cheering loudly. McCammon pulls T-Money to his feet again and kicks him in the chest and hits a second McCammon Driver!
McCammon hooks the leg.
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2...
Kickout from T-Money, and McCammon is shocked as the crowd booes loudly. Suddenly, the lights go out again. The reappear with Skyler Striker in the ring, and Striker hits T-Money with Final Revelation! The referee calls for the bell. McCammon is furious, he swings at Striker who ducks it and hits a swinging neckbreaker on McCammon. He darts up the turnbuckle and drills McCammon with the Game of Life Legdrop. The crowd goes wild as he walks over to T-Money and begins to lock-in THE LOCKDOWN!
Phil Brooks: The crowd is going wild here in Durham! This is insane!
Josh Harter: Someone get down here and help T-Money!
On command, Xavier Cross hits the ring with steel chair in tow. He drills Skyler across the back of the head, busting him open and turing the cheers of the crowd into shrieks and booes. Cross hits the unconscious Skyler once again with the chair and helps T-Money to his feet. Cross holds Skyler's unconscious head as T-Money delivers multiple right hands to the face of Skyler, busting him open on the front now as well. The bell continues to ring as security finally separates THUG from Skyler. T-Money's "We Fly High" hits the speakers, but he signals them to cut the music and grabs a microphone.
T-Money: Skyler, you think you can fuck with THUG. You ain't got what it takes. But just to put you back in your place, my boy Xavier's gonna snap yo' neck at Vindication.
Cross smiles as he and T-Money head backstage.
Jamal Carter segment
A camera cuts outside to an orange and white U-Haul truck that has pulled up in front of the Cameron Indoor Arena. The camera moves to the driver side door and it opens up. Out from the driver’s seat steps Jamal Carter. Carter sports a royal blue Duke Blue Devils basketball jersey, faded blue jeans and red and white Air Jordan XIV. The crowd inside the building cheers wildly as Carter walks toward the building’s entrance.
Josh Harter: Carter wasn’t scheduled to be here tonight! What’s he doing?!
Phil Brooks: I don’t know but I think we are going to hear from him right now!
"When Tomorrow Comes" by Pillar blasts over the PA system as the arena lights start to shift different shades of blue.
The sunshine of a new day shines upon my face
I don't know where to begin, I don't know how it came to this
If things don't change, maybe I'll be the one that you can't find
I've tried so many times, tried to get it right
Just so our worlds won't collide like two stars in the sky
It's time we both decide to leave this all behind
When the sun goes down, the future's looking bright
Carter enters through the curtain and a large explosion of pyro goes off. Blue pyro streams down from the ceiling while orange pyro shoots up from the stage.
When all is said and done and tomorrow has begun
Remember today is now yesterday
Can we find a way, find a way to let it go?
Just remember when, when tomorrow comes
Today is now yesterday
Can we let it go?
Carter slaps fans hands before sliding in the ring. He climbs the near turnbuckle and prays. He then throws up his arms making the crowd go wild.
The sunshine of a new day shines upon my face
Reminding me of mistakes, memories I must erase
Here's one more chance for me to throw them all away
Today's a brand new start, we made this way too hard
We both need something like amnesia of the heart
We stand here face to face, see I won't look away
If You just hold my hand, we'll make it through the day
Carter motions for a microphone while his music dies down.
Crowd: Carter! Carter! Carter!
Carter picks up the microphone as the crowd chants. He smiles slightly as holds his hand up in silence.
Jamal Carter: I’m guessing the Cameron Crazies are in the house tonight.
The crowd cheers loudly many of them waving blue and white streamers.
Jamal Carter: Truth be told, I am a little upset over my lose on Monday. Due to forces beyond my control Xavier Cross beat me yet again.
The crowd boos loudly at the mention of Xavier Cross.
Jamal Carter: That isn’t going to get me down though because I have something to look forward to. June the 20th. Jamal Carter. T-Money. A 15 foot high steel cage. As you know, there is only one way! One way to settle this once and for all. The scorecard, no matter how you look at it, is 1 to 1. It’s time that one of us comes out on top. No questions asked and one of us, without question, will be better than the other. I didn’t come here tonight to start any trouble with any of T.H.U.G.. I came here to give T-Money his time limit. 2 weeks. The clock starts right now to T-Money’s vindication. I will beat the sin and the wrong and the guilt out of T-Money. T-Money, hope you’re praying.
Crowd: You’re gonna need it!
The crowd finishes Carter’s sentence as “When Tomorrow Comes” hits the speakers as Carter rolls out of the ring and Assault goes to commercial. |
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Post by Danny Vice on Jun 4, 2007 18:37:43 GMT -5
Tag Team Title Match
EFC (Lexington "The Poet" Royale and Stephen "The Genius" Grace) (c) v. CXF ("The Gift From The Gods" Felipe Salarose and "The Disciple" Zak Warner)
Phil Brooks: Up next is the tag team match we have been waiting for! CXF! England’s Finest Connection! The GWC World Tag Team Championships!
“What You Know About That" by Young Jeezy plays and smoke rises from the stage. Golden sparks then start to fall down from the roof around the ramp area as Felipe and Zak come out slowly basking in their greatness.
Michelle Madison: The following match is scheduled for one fall, making their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 475 lbs., GWC Television Champion “The Disciple” Zak Warner and “Gift From The Gods” Felipe Salarose, CXF!
Felipe looks to sky and smiles and then points to the ring looking at Zak and he nods. Then both men slowly walk down the ring taunting the fans as they walk before sliding into the ring. They go opposite turnbuckle and raise there hands as then golden sparks fall around the ring. They get down and Zak, holding up his TV Championship, starts do a little Harlem shake to the rap music playing. Felipe shoots him a stare and he quickly stops. Both men then settle down and await their opponents.
Josh Harter: How long has it been Phil? 3 months those titles have been around the waist of England’s Finest Connection. I wonder if CXF will be able to dismount the champs off their thrones here tonight.
A school bell sounds throughout the arena, followed by the opening notes of Beethoven's Fifth Symphony as two distinguished gentlemen with cold championship around their waists make their way through the curtain. They smile smugly at the crowd as waves of jeers wash over them. Oblivious to the hostility, they confidently stride down the ramp and towards the ring. Once there, they walk up the steps and through the ropes, heading to the center of the squared circle. A puff of smoke burst out of thin air and in the ring appears Reginald “The Magician” Churchill. Reginald takes the microphone from Michelle Madison and waves her out of the ring.
Reginald “The Magician” Churchill: In the ring, The Queen’s Finest, the GWC World Tag Team Champions, Lexington "The Poet" Royale and Stephen "The Genius" Grace, England’s Finest Connection!
More boos pour into the ring as Reginald leaves the ring and the referee takes the titles from the EFC. He holds them up, showing them to the crowd. Grace and Felipe go to the outside of the ring letting Royale and Warner to start the match. The bell rings and Royale charges Warner and connects with a flying knee to Warner’s face. The Disciple stands up and comes back with a big right to Royale’s face. Royale drops holding his face as The Disciple stomps him on the mat. Disciple pulls Royale to his feet and delivers a couple sharp knees to Royale’s chest. The Disciple snap suplexs Royale and goes for a quick pin.
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Royale kicks out at 1.
Phil Brooks: The Disciple trying to get this over with early.
The Disciple drags Royale to his corner and tags in Salarose. Salarose enters the ring and delivers a sharp kick to Royale’s chest as The Disciple leaves the ring. Salarose picks up Royale and delivers a flapjack landing Royale on his chest. Royale holds his chest in pain as Salarose drops an elbow to his already damaged chest.
Phil Brooks: Good strategy by CXF. Target the chest of Royale, take his air away and isolate him from his partner.
Josh Harter: Pretty impressive for their first tag team showing.
Salarose poises himself as Royale wearily makes it to his feet. Royale stands up but is knocked back down with a dropkick from Salarose placed right in his sternum. Felipe tags in The Disciple who climbs the turnbuckle. The Disciple jumps and connects with a front flip elbow drop on Royale. He then jumps on top of him for a pin.
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Grace comes in and boots The Disciple in the face breaking the pin. The ref tries to get him out of the ring as Felipe jumps in the ring and curb stomps Royale in the chest. Grace finally exits the ring as does Felipe.
Josh Harter: The EFC better get it together quick unless they may end up having their title reign ended here tonight!
Warner goes for a pin.
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Royale kicks out at 2. Warner argues with the referee. The Disciple tries to pull Royale to his feet but Royale reverses with a Russian Leg Sweep. They both quickly recover but Royale connects with an arm drag flinging The Disciple across the ring. They recover again and Royale connects with another arm drag. The Disciple rises to his feet once more but is back body dropped by Royale. Reginald Churchill cheers eagerly on the outside as Royale uses his last burst of energy to tag in Stephen Grace.
Phil Brooks: Stephen Grace makes his way back into a GWC for the first time in a month!
Grace clotheslines The Disciple hard to the mat then charges to Salarose’s corner and elbows Felipe in the face knocking him to the outside floor. Grace drops a right punch on The Disciple’s forehead then follows up with a flurry of mounted fists. He stands up and pulls The Disciple up with him. The Disciple swings with a right hand which Grace ducks, uses a schoolboy roll and follows up with a bridge. Grace uses Warner’s tights for leverage which the referee doesn’t see as he counts the pin.
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Salarose slides in the ring and breaks up the pin. Royale enters back into the ring and decks Salarose with a left hook. The ref is in a frenzy trying to calm the commotion.
Phil Brooks: It’s pure Mayhem in there!
Josh Harter: The other show is Massacre smart one! Oh the match! Yeah, it’s uh……mayhem.
The EFC clotheslines Salarose over the top rope and to the outside and the crowd fires up for the EFC. Royale pulls a limp Zak Warner to his feet and sets him up in the front Russian leg sweep. Grace rebounds off the ropes as Royale falls forward and Grace connects with an RKO.
Josh Harter: The Verbal Equilibrium! It’s got to be over!
Grace slides over to Warner and hooks his leg for a pin.
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2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Felipe Salarose clocks the referee in the back of the head with a GWC Tag Title belt stopping his count. Salarose tosses the belt out of the ring and pulls Grace off of Warner. Salarose sets up Grace and hits him with the Castro’s Catastrophe. Royale charges Salarose but is met with a big boot to the face knocking him down and out of the ring. Felipe follows leaving Warner, Grace and the referee down and out.
Josh Harter: Okay, this might be a problem.
Reginald Churchill slides into the ring and Hulk Hogan style, he rips off his white collar shirt revealing a black and white referee shirt. Nikki Venus is also making her way down to ringside.
Phil Brooks: Now that’s just weird.
He picks up Stephen Grace and shakes him to get his attention. Grace revives and snap DDTs Warner for a pin.
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Salarose makes the save out of nowhere with an elbow to the head of Grace. All four men now in the ring, but Churchill bends on all four behind Salarose allowing Royale to shove him over. Royale flips over Salarose into a perfect jacknife pin.
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Phil Brooks: That's it! The Champs Retain! Why don't I hear a bell ringing?
Josh Harter: Well look over at the bellkeeper!
Nikki Venus is standing next to the bellkeeper, holding the bell in her hands. She seems that she is refusing to ring it on Churchill's authority. The old magician is grabbed from behind by Warner, who hits Churchill with Genesis. Salarose clotheslines Poet over the top rope and out of the ring, where he smacks his head on the apron and lies unconscious outside the ring. Grace looks like he is caught now between two men. Het hits Warner with an elbow, and Salarose with a right, but it seems that CXF is just two much for one man alone. Warner hits a low blow, followed by a snapsuplex. Salarose goes over and locks in the Havanna High Life Lock. Grace is caught in the center of the ring, with nowhere to go. Warner lifts the referee up and pulls him over. The referee sees Grace in pain and asks if he wants to tap. Churchill begins to stir, but Warner kicks the old man out of the ring. Left with no other option, Grace taps out.
Michelle Madison: Here are your winners and NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS.....Felipe Salarose, and Zak Warner...C...X...F!
The crowd booes as Nikki Venus slides in the ring. She hands them their newly won GWC Tag Titles and lifts their arms in the air. Warner asks for a microphone from Michelle.
Phil Brooks: This is truly a tragedy that EFC is no longer champions. They were the epitome of the tag team division, and now they are no longer in possession of the gold. And to see Commissioner Venus not come to their aid...disgusting.
Josh Harter: Churchill wasn't the real referee. He had no role in this match but tried to step-in. Now shut up and listen to the champs!
The Disciple: As you can see, EPW has arrived, and we are taking over this company. We are here for one reason, and one reason only. To show this company what true talent is. We are here to prove that EPW is the dominate federation, and that true talent does not exist here in GWC.
Ms. Venus here has helped us all realize what we are capable of. She recognized talent when she saw it, and was able to jump on the opportunity.
To all those in the back, be ready.
T-Money, you little gangster wannabe piece of shit. You better watch your back.
Thunder, I hope you shine that title up, because you won’t have it much longer.
Ryder, the same goes for you.
Xavier Cross, I can’t wait for our rematch, because I plan on ending your career, and showing you what true greatness is like.
Last but not least, Mr. Danny Vice. I’d like to thank you for opening the door for us. You let us walk right in, and take over your little corporation. I hope you are ready for a war, because we are bringing the battle here.
Oh, one last thing, there are a few of our friends, just waiting for the opportunity to help us. So to all the “superstars” in the back….if you have the balls, step up. Be warned however, that it might be the last thing you do.
Credits roll...
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Post by Zak Warner on Jun 6, 2007 12:49:37 GMT -5
helluva match....good job to EFC for putting up a helluva fight
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Post by Danny Vice on Jun 6, 2007 12:58:55 GMT -5
easy on the banners Zak, i will update them tomorrow so no one gets spoiled before reading results.
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Post by Zak Warner on Jun 6, 2007 13:01:47 GMT -5
ah, ok sir, sorry aboot that
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Post by Kevin Hardaway on Jun 6, 2007 13:16:43 GMT -5
Good show. DAMN THAT RIVERS! *shakes fist* Haha.
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