Post by Shio Corin on Nov 24, 2016 0:50:59 GMT -5
The show opens cold as the first shot shows Sparks backstage, talking into a hot pink cellphone.
“What? You're not allowed to dance for another week?! Don't worry, Titanic, it's not the end of the world. In no time you'll be getting up from that hospital bed and getting down back the club. Yep. Alright, gotcha. No Titanic, I don't think you're allowed to do that. Not in a hospital. Sure thing buddy. Get well soon.”
As Sparks hangs up on the call, Shio Corin walks into frame, a hood pulled over his head, and the GCW Heavyweight Championship over his shoulder. Sparks smiles and greets him in a light-hearted manner:
“Heeeey, Shio. Better enjoy that title, cause I just might take it next week at Fall Brawl”
Shio throws back his head and starts to laugh. Sparks nervously laughs along with him, a confused look plastered on his face.
“Dat shit’s funny man”
“Haha...yeah, it sure is…
...why is it funny again?”
“You don't got what it takes to win my belt. You a joke. Look at you, you holdin’ a pink phone”
Sparks’ face turns red and he quickly shoves it into his pocket
“I-It was the cheapest color…”
“You don't scare me when you go around dancin’ and shit every week. Dat ain’t threatening at all”
“Hey, a bit hypocritical of you to make fun of my passion for music when you’re out there dropping more mixtapes than opponents!”
“There’s a difference between me and you. I got a passion for dis title, and I’d die for it. At Macabre Massacre, you had a passion too. Dat chamber match, DAT is when I respected you. But it's been three weeks, and you lost dat passion. But ME…”
Shio points a thumb at his championship
“...I never lose it”
Shio walks away, and Sparks stands silent for a few seconds, then meekly yells out:
“Oh yeah? Well, well, you know what you did lose? Your-your grammar! ...Take that…”
Sparks stands motionless and begins to seriously reflect on Shio’s words. Then the scene leaves backstage and the camera pans over the Manchesters arena, which is filled with screaming fans.
Terry Kohl: WELCOME TO WEDNESDAY NIGHT VINDICATION, IN MANCHESTER ENGLAND!!
Beast: Ugh… How long til we leave the UK, Terry?
Kohl: What's wrong, Beast?
Beast pulls out a menu and waves it in front of Terry
Beast: The food here is awful! Fish and chips? I like tuna, but even I know they don't mix well with Lays!
Terry: Beast...when they say “Chips”...they don't literally mean chips.
Beast: What the hell are you talking about, Terry? Chips are chips!
Terry: But…
Beast: Enough, Terry! You know, you sound really stupid right now!
Terry facepalms, then slowly collects himself as he tried to gather his sanity
Terry: Well, we have a great show for you tonight! Everyone here is giving it their all as we move into Fall Brawl, next week on the GCW network!
Beast: Hmmm...you know what? That's it's. I’m just gonna order the worst thing on this menu. The food here already sucks, I might as well go crazy with it! Yes, hello? Can I get...hmmm...wait what? Jellied Eels? That sounds like the worst dish to ever be created on God’s green earth! I’ll take three orders, thank you.
Clint Bishop stands in the middle of the ring, and next to him on a table lies a red cover, hiding something.
Clint: Hello, Manchester!
The crowd cheers
Clint: You know, the UK tour is a special time for the GCW, and we need to commemorate that. We want something to thank all the fans here. So, without any further ado...THE BRITISH TOUR CHAMPIONSHIP.
Clint pulls back the cover to reveal the British Tour Championship belt, to a huge pop. At the announce table, Beast stares at the Jellied Eels in front of him and cringes. He slowly picks one up, gulps, and shoves it into his throat, and his eyes bulge.
Clint: This championship is different from all of our other title belts.
Beast: Terry-
Terry: Shhh!
Clint: This belt will not be defended at Pay-Per-Views, but instead will
[/span][/div]“What? You're not allowed to dance for another week?! Don't worry, Titanic, it's not the end of the world. In no time you'll be getting up from that hospital bed and getting down back the club. Yep. Alright, gotcha. No Titanic, I don't think you're allowed to do that. Not in a hospital. Sure thing buddy. Get well soon.”
As Sparks hangs up on the call, Shio Corin walks into frame, a hood pulled over his head, and the GCW Heavyweight Championship over his shoulder. Sparks smiles and greets him in a light-hearted manner:
“Heeeey, Shio. Better enjoy that title, cause I just might take it next week at Fall Brawl”
Shio throws back his head and starts to laugh. Sparks nervously laughs along with him, a confused look plastered on his face.
“Dat shit’s funny man”
“Haha...yeah, it sure is…
...why is it funny again?”
“You don't got what it takes to win my belt. You a joke. Look at you, you holdin’ a pink phone”
Sparks’ face turns red and he quickly shoves it into his pocket
“I-It was the cheapest color…”
“You don't scare me when you go around dancin’ and shit every week. Dat ain’t threatening at all”
“Hey, a bit hypocritical of you to make fun of my passion for music when you’re out there dropping more mixtapes than opponents!”
“There’s a difference between me and you. I got a passion for dis title, and I’d die for it. At Macabre Massacre, you had a passion too. Dat chamber match, DAT is when I respected you. But it's been three weeks, and you lost dat passion. But ME…”
Shio points a thumb at his championship
“...I never lose it”
Shio walks away, and Sparks stands silent for a few seconds, then meekly yells out:
“Oh yeah? Well, well, you know what you did lose? Your-your grammar! ...Take that…”
Sparks stands motionless and begins to seriously reflect on Shio’s words. Then the scene leaves backstage and the camera pans over the Manchesters arena, which is filled with screaming fans.
Terry Kohl: WELCOME TO WEDNESDAY NIGHT VINDICATION, IN MANCHESTER ENGLAND!!
Beast: Ugh… How long til we leave the UK, Terry?
Kohl: What's wrong, Beast?
Beast pulls out a menu and waves it in front of Terry
Beast: The food here is awful! Fish and chips? I like tuna, but even I know they don't mix well with Lays!
Terry: Beast...when they say “Chips”...they don't literally mean chips.
Beast: What the hell are you talking about, Terry? Chips are chips!
Terry: But…
Beast: Enough, Terry! You know, you sound really stupid right now!
Terry facepalms, then slowly collects himself as he tried to gather his sanity
Terry: Well, we have a great show for you tonight! Everyone here is giving it their all as we move into Fall Brawl, next week on the GCW network!
Beast: Hmmm...you know what? That's it's. I’m just gonna order the worst thing on this menu. The food here already sucks, I might as well go crazy with it! Yes, hello? Can I get...hmmm...wait what? Jellied Eels? That sounds like the worst dish to ever be created on God’s green earth! I’ll take three orders, thank you.
Clint Bishop stands in the middle of the ring, and next to him on a table lies a red cover, hiding something.
Clint: Hello, Manchester!
The crowd cheers
Clint: You know, the UK tour is a special time for the GCW, and we need to commemorate that. We want something to thank all the fans here. So, without any further ado...THE BRITISH TOUR CHAMPIONSHIP.
Clint pulls back the cover to reveal the British Tour Championship belt, to a huge pop. At the announce table, Beast stares at the Jellied Eels in front of him and cringes. He slowly picks one up, gulps, and shoves it into his throat, and his eyes bulge.
Clint: This championship is different from all of our other title belts.
Beast: Terry-
Terry: Shhh!
Clint: This belt will not be defended at Pay-Per-Views, but instead will
be rewarded each year at the end of the UK tour. Six wrestlers will be placed in a six man battle royale, and the last man in the ring will win the title!
Beast: Terry, you gotta-
Terry: Shhhhh!
Clint: The British Tour Championship is a message. A message to all of the GCW roster, and the winner gets to deliver that message, and show that he has what it takes to seize the GCW by storm! Aaaaaaaand a #1 contender's position for the Hardcore Championship!
Beast: Terry, these Jellied Eels, they are absolutely-
Terry: Beast, now is not the time!
Clint: Now, to reveal your contenders! The self-titled king of the GCW, James Ropati! The Reckless Rebel, Jack Rodgers! The Answer! The Dynamite Kid, Mark Jackson! The expressionless Mason James! And the debuting Ken Hart!
Beast: Terry, please!
Terry: What, Beast?! What is SOOO important?
Beast: These Jellied Eels are the best thing I've ever eaten!
Terry: I…I can't….
Beast: How come nobody’s told me about these before?!
Suddenly, Out of the Black by Royal Blood begins to play. Darius and Kidd West walk onstage, mics in their hands.
Terry: Wait, they don't have a match together tonight! What's going on here?
The Conspiracy walk up to the ring and approach Clint.
West: If you would excuse us, we have some...important matters to attend to.
Clint shrugs and backs up as refs carry out the table with the belt.
West: Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a message for the so-called "Anarchy Club"
Darius: We are tired of dealing with you week-in and week-out. So Massey told us to come out and deliver an ultimatum.
West: So, here’s what we propose. Next week, at Fall Brawl. You versus us. 3v3 tag elimination match. Whoever is victorious in this battle wins both the war, and the titles. Then, Darius, Massey, and I can move onto bigger-
Darius: -And better-
West: -Things. Now, if our message gets through your thick skulls, you’ll accept.
Clint steps back in from the background
Clint: Well, it certainly went through my thick skull. Axis doesn't have to accept the match, because I accept it for them! You’ll get your finale at Fall Brawl!
The crowd cheers
Beast: Finally, I can't wait to see someone kick the Axis of Anarchy’s teeth in! And I can't wait to another one of these Jellied Eels in my teeth! Mmmmm!
Mason James vs Mark Jackson vs King Ropati
Written by: Simon Cade
Fink: The following contest, is a triple threat match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first… from Auckland, New Zealand, weighing in at 200 lbs, King Ropati!
“Centuries” by Fall Out Boy begins to play as King Ropati steps out, completely decked out in royalty clothing, wearing a purple and red robe with a crown on his head. He summons 4 of his “subjects” to come out, they rush out holding a royal chair, and Ropati sits on it when the subjects put it down. They then lift him into the air and walk him to the ring, lowering the chair just by the ring steps. All but one then rush to the back as Ropati takes his crown and robe off and hands them carefully to the servant, who takes them and rushes off. Ropati then goes up the steps and enters the ring, he then goes to the ropes furthest from the entrance and awaits his next opponent
Fink: And his opponent… from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 220 lbs, “The Dynamite Kid” Mark Jackson!
“Battle Without Honor or Humanity” starts up as Mark Jackson walks out, decked in a pink hoodie.
Beast: Wow, nice color choice there, what, did they run out of safety orange?
Kohl: No need to make fun of him Beast, especially if he wins this triple threat match.
Jackson continues down the ramp when the music finally kicks in. Jackson throws the hoodie off and begins to throw some boxing strikes before running to the ring. He rolls in and stands in the center, where he throws some more strikes before pumping his arm following an uppercut. Jackson then stands next to Ropati, awaiting the final participant.
Fink: And their opponent… He accompanied by Ian Dawson, making his debut in GCW, from Derby, England, weighing in at 301 pounds, “The Expressionless” Mason James!
“Symphony of Destruction” by Megadeth begins to play as Mason James walks out, trailing behind him is Ian Dawson, who is pointing at his opponents and yelling inaudibly at Mason. James stares his opponents down while walking down the ramp, and steps onto the apron, he steps straight over the top rope, and Ian pulls him back a bit and yells inaudibly at him some more before stepping off the apron.
Kohl: There’s the bell this match is underway, and oh look at that, Ropati just shoved Mark into Mason and he’s fleeing the ring!
Beast: Smart man, take every advantage you can, and that was one big advantage.
Jackson takes a few steps back, turning to see Ropati leave the ring, but he then turns back around and faces Mason. He takes a boxing pose and begins to throw some fast punches at Mason.
Kohl: Look at Mark Jackson though, throwing those rapid fire punches at the big man, but Mason doesn’t even seem affected by them!
Mason wallops Jackson with a clothesline, knocking him down and sending him rolling out of the ring. Meanwhile, Ropati hits Mason from behind with a shot to the back, Mason then turns around and hits him hard, sending him into the ropes.
Kohl: WOW what a punch from Mason, off the ropes goes Ropati, and a big boot! Ropati just got levelled by that one!
Beast: Yeah, what a monster this Mason James is, he just levelled two jobbers and sent them reeling.
Both Ropati and Jackson meet at the opposite side of the ring, and Jackson points to him and takes a few steps forward, Ropati follows, only for Jackson to fall back and push Ropati into Mason.
Kohl: Wow, Jackson getting even with Ropati! Big punch by Mason sending Ropati back to the other side of the ring.
Ropati and Jackson begin to argue, and before they can react, Mason runs at them and hits a double clothesline, sending both to the outside.
Kohl: Wow, that big double clothesline sent both of them to the outside!
Beast: Yeah, and? Anyone can do that if they’re close enough to the ropes…
Kohl: Why are you undermining this impressive debut?
Mason goes to the outside and rolls Jackson back into the ring, Jackson rolling to the center before attempting to stand. Mason tries for a move, but Jackson catches him with a basement dropkick to the leg, forcing Mason to a knee. Jackson then begins to beat on him as much as possible, one of his punches catches Mason right in the jaw as he is standing, and he is stunned by it.
Kohl: Big punch by Jackson catching Mason in the jaw!
Beast: Yeah, it was a lucky punch…
Jackson then irish whips Mason off the ropes, and connects with a forearm smash, dropping the big man.
Kohl: Cover by Jackson, 1, NO! Not even a 2 count for that one.
Beast: Of course, off a forearm smash? Gonna need more work than that…
While Jackson is getting up from the kickout, Ropati ascends to the top and hits a missile dropkick on Jackson. He rolls Mason out, and lifts Mark back up and hits a snap suplex before going for the cover.
Kohl: 1, 2, only a 2 count, but good timing on the part of Ropati!
Beast: They call him “The King” for a reason, he is elegant in every movement and knows when to pick his spots.
With both men standing, Ropati puts Jackson in a side headlock, he attempts to set up for a cutter, but Jackson reverses, pulling him into a front facelock before whipping him off the ropes and hitting a sitout hip toss. He then hits Ropati, sending him to the corner.
Kohl: Jackson looks to be getting a head of steam here, running back and OH! MASON WITH A SURPRISE BURST OF SPEED RUNS IN AND CATCHES JACKSON INTO A SPINEBUSTER!
Beast: Wow, impressive move by Mason.
Mason then walks to the opposite corner as Ropati, and hits a running corner splash on him, and goes for the cover.
Kohl: 1, 2, NO! Ropati somehow kicking out!
Beast: I’m surprised at Ropati’s resilience, but I don’t think that will be able to win him the match…
Ropati, Jackson, and James all stand up, Ropati and Jackson look at each other, and both bounce off the ropes, they dodge a clothesline each by James, and hit him with a double dropkick, making the big man stagger back. They hit a 2nd one, and he leans on the ropes, a 3rd one and James is sent to the outside, leaving Mark and Ropati alone again.
Kohl: Good teamwork by the both of them to get the big man back outside!
Ropati then rolls up Mark with a schoolboy, but it only gets a 2 count and leaves Ropati stunned.
Beast: Ropati you had him! How did Jackson kick out?!
Kohl: Cheaters never prosper, Beast… remember that.
Beast: cheaters do prosper, do you just block the cheap wins out of your head or something?
Mark and Ropati trade punches in the center, before Mark catches Ropati with a low shot to the gut. Ropati bends over, and Mark hits a corkscrew neckbreaker on Ropati, and covers him.
Kohl: cover off the neckbreaker 1… 2… NO! Ropati finding the will to kick out!
Beast: That’s the will of a king, to be able to find a way to kick out!
Kohl: Jackson now reversing the suplex attempt, he’s lifting Ropati up, and he hits the crash landing!
Beast: Jackson now seeming pumped up, gonna go for that star uppercut
Kohl: Wrong boxer! Ropati is standing up, groggily, and Jackson with a light punch to the head, and… OH NO!
James rushes in and grabs Ropati, hitting a belly-to-belly suplex, followed by a 2nd one, and then a 3rd, throwing him straight across the ring. He then goes to grab Jackson, but he drop toe holds him, sending Mason head first into the 2nd turnbuckle.
Kohl: The quickness of Jackson could’ve just saved him from certain doom by Mason!
Jackson rolls Mason out of the ring, and Ian begins to yell at Mason to get up. Meanwhile, Ropati, finally up, grabs Jackson and pushes him back and attempts a superkick, it gets caught, and Jackson catches him with a punch to the head.
Kohl: Ropati is stunned, now may be Jackson’s chance!
Jackson winds his right hand up, curls it into a fist and hits a big punch on Ropati, knocking him right to the mat.
Kohl: Cover, 1… 2… 3! Jackson wins this big triple threat match!
Beast: But he didn’t pin the big man, that is what matters.
Kohl: Indeed it was an impressive debut for Mason James, but it was an even more impressive win for the young rookie Mark Jackson!
Owen Hawes vs Daniel Widdel
Written By: Shio Corin
Finkel: And Now… On his way to the ring… from Dorchester Massachusetts.. “The Nightmare” Owen… HAWESSSSSS……
::SCENE::
The lights go out in the arena as O Fortuna blasts through the arena. Smoke fills the stage and the spotlight goes to Owen Hawes. He is wearing black fight shorts with a black trench coat over it that goes down to his calves. He stops atop the stage and kneels down. He looks around the arena with a sly smile on his face. He then gets up and slowly begins his descent down the ramp, the smirk never escaping his face. His walk down the ramp takes him to one of the ring's corners from the outside, where he rests his arm between the middle and bottom rope and takes a deep breath before climbing up the apron and into the ring. He enters the ring and slowly goes to the ring's far corner and sits down, cross legged.
Finkel: And his opponent... From... Windsor Ontario Canada.... DANIEL....WIDDELLLLLLLLLLL
::SCENE::
Nothing Personal by Night Riots hits and Daniel Widdel makes his way to the ring.
Kohl: Here is Daniel Widdel who of late has been having some issues with Stunray. Lots of questions surrounding that and where that is going to go.
Beast: Oh who cares... No one here is here to see Widdel or Stunray
Kohl: I'm sure there is a few fans for each of them
Beast: Their mothers don't count.
Kohl: Well Widdel is set now and there is the bell... Widdel rushes across quickly and is giving it to Owen Hawes early. Oooh Widdel with an implant DDT... and the quick cover... 1...2... Hawes kicked out... You aren't going to put the Hardcore Champion away that easily.
Beast: I wonder how long this match is going to be... Do I have time to run to the concession stand?
Kohl: I don't know Beast...Aimee noticeably missing from ringside here... have to wonder if she has left after trying to cost Stunray his match.
Beast: Maybe she just went to the concession stand for me.
Kohl: I doubt it Beast... Widdel looking to score a powerbomb here... No Hawes has countered.... Hurricarana from Hawes and now Hawes is on the offensive. Widdel getting back to his feet... Roundhouse kick from Hawes... Widdel looks dazed... He backs in to the corner and sits down and OH NO THAT IS NOT WHERE WIDDEL WANTS TO BE... Hawes looking for the cannon ball! WIDDEL MOVES!!! Widdel now back to his feet... and WHAT THE HELL IS THIS... Stunray is coming down to ringside!
::SCENE::
Stunray is making his way down to the ring with two big tubs of pop corn. He walks over to the announcer table and hands one bucket to Beast. Then he sets a chair up at ringside and sits to watch the match eating popcorn
Kohl: Did he just give you popcorn?!
Beast: Hell yes he did and he may be my new favorite wrestler now!
Kohl: Widdel looks angry that Stunray is out here and is now yelling at Stunray... Hawes taps Widdel on the shoulder... KICK TO THE GUT from Hawes... Widdel winded now down on one knee... LUCID DREAM... LUCID DREAM... HAWES HIT IT... The cover... 1...2...3!!! HAWES WINS!!!!!
Beast: Stunray didn't even get to finish his popcorn... I wonder if he will give the rest to me...
Kohl: The tension between Stunray and Widdel is at its simmering point. Stunray has the shot at Jensen but I have a feeling these two aren't done with each other.
::SCENE::
Widdel is lying motionless in the ring, Stunray gives the rest of his popcorn to Beast and leaves laughing and Hawes takes the Hardcore Championship and celebrates his victory as the scene fades to commercial.
Barton Massey vs Drew Murdock
Written By: Shio Corin
There is pandemonium backstage, Road Agents are running around trying to find Barton Massey. One Road agent finally runs up to Clint Bishop.
Road Agent: Mr. Bishop it's just like he said. Barton isn't here sir.
Bishop: What do you mean he isn't here?! Fine... Fine...
Bishop turns and looks in to the camera.
Bishop: Ladies and Gentlemen. The Barton Massey versus Drew Murdock match will not take place tonight. It seems Barton can't be bothered to show up. So Drew Murdock is your winner by forfeit.
Kohl: Oh my Beast!!! What is going on with Barton Massey?
Beast: Hangover?
Kohl: But why would he send West and Seeiso out to make the 6-man Tag Title challenge?!
Beast: Barton Massey always has a plan Kohl!
The scene fades to commercial and when it comes back, Simon Cade is sitting in the corner when he is handed a microphone, his trash can filled with weapons on the outside of the ring.
Cade: Cut the music, cut the music...
the music fades out
Cade: thank you. So, crowd, how have you guys been doing tonight? Good I hope, it is the only time GCW comes here to Manchester, England live for the entire year... but the promo isn't about me trying to get a cheap pop from you guys...
Cade turns toward the entrance, the camera stays focused on him for a bit before panning over, then back to Cade
Owen Hawes... the current Hardcore champion. You beat me last week, and I can understand why, I got overconfident in being able to beat you, I assumed that just because of the message to Ropati meant that I could win easily… but now I know my mistake. My mistake was (obviously) underestimating you… at Fall Brawl, I’m gonna bring the pain to you… but for now, I got Kidd West to deal with. You see Kidd, I’ve gathered a few weapons to bring pain to you tonight. I got here, a metal pipe, a briefcase, my now broken PS3, a trash can lid, a box, a guitar, a fire extinguisher, a baseball bat, a cookie sheet… sorry, I’m droning on about that, all you gotta know is that I’m about to deliver as much pain to you as possible. Oh, and to those apart of the BBC… you as well as the Axis of Anarchy will not be safe for much longer. I got someone to back me up now, and you’ll see soon enough what that means.
Cade then stands up, only to sit in the corner again, awaiting his opponent.
Kidd West vs Simon Cade
Written by: Kidd West
Fink: This match is set for one fall and is contested under Hardcore rules! Making his way to the ring, From Calgary, Alberta, Canada he is The Executioner KIDD WEST!
The lights go out as ‘Born of A Broken Man’ his the PA system, out comes Kidd West wearing his signature jacket and carry Lady Sasha in his hands. He raises her above his head to the cheers of the crowd. West slowly makes his way down the ramp, glaring at the fans in the rampside seats he grins at them before sliding into the ring. He takes a few practice swings with Lady Sasha and grins at Simon Cade before throwing his jacket aside
(Bell rings)
Kohl: And there’s the bell! West and Cade sizing each other up and circling around the ring! They lockup in the middle, simon gets him in a basic hold before throwing him into the ropes for an Irish Whip! West rebounds and counters with a Flying Clothesline sending Cade down to the ground with him! West scrambles up and signals for Cade to get up! Cade is slowly getting up now!
Beast: Its a hardcore match for Christ sake! Use some damn weapons!
Kohl: West quickly runs to grab Cade, Hes locking him in someth-PUMPHANDLE GUTBUSTER! Cade looks like his ribs just all got simultaneously broken there!!! Cade is gingerly getting back onto his feet and crawling to a corner as West slides out of the ring. West is looking for something under the ring and he pulls out a bag of thumbtacks and a table! Table getting set up outside as Cade gets back onto his feet! West throws the thumbtacks into the ring.
Beast: West hasn’t got the best experience with thumbtacks, Aaron Black made him into a pincushion last time which was goddamn hilarious!
Kohl: West and Cade trading blows by ringside now, Cade seems to be getting the upper hand as West stumbles backwards and crashes into the ringside steps! West is down as Cade begins stomping a mudhole into him as he’s stuck between The Ace and a Hard Place! West catches the foot finally and proceeds to stand up! Pushing Cade backwards by the foot!
Beast: (Eating some sweet popcorn) Its getting good, damn good!
Kohl: West quickly grabs Lady Sasha and swings towards Cade just missing at hitting the floor beside him. Cade quickly kicks off West who falls against the ring apron. Cade picks up West… MICHINOKU DRIVER! West is flopping around in agony a ringside as Simon Cade stands over him tall. Cade throws West into the ring as West gasps for air. He’s picking him up but no! West quickly counters into a snap scoop powerslam!
Beast: Speaking of scoops Terry, want some Ice Cream later?
Kohl: Maybe, anyway! West picks up Cade and Irish Whips him, Cade quickly counters with the Rope Rebound Clothesline! West is sent crashing to the mat as Cade smirks and hops out of the ring beside the table. He’s adjusting the position of the table now. Wait! West is up and running at the ropes! He’s kicked over and spilled the thumbtacks, leaps onto the ropes for a Springboard Senton! He leaps up high! Cade looks in troubl-COUNTER INTO A POWERBOMB SENDING WEST CRASHING INTO THE TABLE!!!
Beast: He’s gonna need a plaster for that!
Kohl: West looks like he’s been snapped in two with that one! Cade carries him into the ring and lays him on top of the thumbtacks as Cade locks in THE ACE OF CADES! Ace of Cades on the thumbtacks!!! West is screaming and struggling for the ropes as those tacks dig into his skin and stick in painfully! West is dripping blood all over the ring! And He’s Tapped!!! West taps!!! Simon Cade Wins!!!
Christcontrol plays as the ref rushes in and raises Cade’s hand. West is being slowly stretchered out by the paramedics as he looks dazed and confused
Jensen VS John Styles VS The Answer
Written by: Mason James
Fink: Ladies and Gentleman, the following triple threat match is scheduled for one fall. First, making his way to the ring, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 205 pounds, he is the renewed, JOHN STYLES!
*Hero by skillet blasts into the arena as John bursts onto the ramp through the apron. As he raises his hands, the crowd begin a large cheer before he walks down the ramp. As he makes it to the steps, John stamps his foot onto it before running up them and posing for the fans. Much to their enjoyment. John hops into the ring and leans onto the turnbuckle as he waits for his two opponents. *
Fink: Next, making his way to the ring, from Providence, Rhode Island, weighing in at 180 pounds, he would like to be pronounced as the current prestigious champion, here is THE ANSWER!
*Through a chorus of boos, Money for Nothing can be heard as The Answer emerges, proudly holding his prestigious title aloft. While his eyes are closed, Answer saunters down to the ring, title still in the air, with a small grin evidently showing. As he reaches the ring, he lowers the title and makes his way inside the squared circle. Once he is in the centre, Answer bows before coming straight back up with the title again in the air. *
Fink: And the final competitor, from Portland, Oregon, weighing in at 217 pounds, he is the current international champion, JENSEN!
*As the Pines by Portugal The Man begins to play, Jensen emerges and raises his arms, triggering the fans to respond with cheers. He walks confidently to the ring, high fiving fans on his way down but keeping his mind focused on the task at hand. After making his way into the ring, he removes his florescent jacket and his international belt, carefully handing it to the ref for safe keeping. *
Kohl: Alright folks, here we…wait a second, where’s The Answer going?
*The camera zooms in on The Answer rolling out the ring over to the timekeeper’s area before whispering to the ring announcer. He grabs his title and rolls back into his corner. *
Fink: ladies and Gentleman, I have just been informed that this match…Is for the Prestigious Championship!
*After the announcement, Answer lifts his title one more time as he turns to face the crowd, setting them off in even louder boos. As he hands the title over to the ring announcer, the bell rings. *
Kohl: Here we go and…OH MY GOD, Jensen with an exploder suplex on The Answer! And we’ve only just begun!
Beast: Oh my! I could feel that from here! I guess you can say goodbye to The Answer.
Kohl: You’re certainly right partner. The Answer is on the outside already and now we have a standoff between Jensen and Styles. Who’s going to get the upper hand? Here’s the collar and elbow tie up, Jensen gets Styles in a headlock and flips him over. Styles escapes into a pin…Not even 1. Nice hip toss by Styles, but Jensen with his own. The two back off and we have a stalemate!
Beast: What a great sequence of moves from both these guys. We are in for a treat tonight Kohl! These guys seem in top form.
Kohl: You’re right Beast, and Jensen must be on top form this weekend at Fall Brawl in his ladder match against Stunray.
Beast: But right now, he’s against the renewed John Styles so this will be a challenge for him.
Kohl: Here they go again, another collar and elbow, Jensen with the Irish whip, he drops to the mat, leap frog, but Styles rolls underneath and leaps off the ropes into a springboard DDT! Here’s a cover…1…2…It’s broken up by The Answer!
Beast: Oh yeah, I forgot he was in this match.
Kohl: The Answer with several quick punches to Style’s body as Jensen recuperates in the corner. He gets Styles up, but brings him straight back down with a back suplex! The Answer now with small kicks to the groin, oh look at this! He’s raising his arms as if he’s already won.
Beast: Wouldn’t you Kohl when you are the prestigious champion? He can taunt all he wants.
Kohl: Even I wouldn’t accept that MS paint disaster. The Answer slowly lifts Styles…NO, Styles is fighting back! Left, right, left, right…OH what a knee to the skull. Here’s another Irish whip…Slingblade by Jensen! What an unplanned double team by Styles and Jensen. But it doesn’t last, Styles with a dropkick followed by a roll-up…1…2...Jensen reverses into his own roll-up...another kick out! Style’s runs at Jensen, but he’s thrown out the ring. Could Jensen be looking to fly? NO! Answer with a kick to the gut, WHAT AN ALLEY OOP FACEBUSTER! Jensen could be out cold!
Beast: You better believe he’s out cold! Pin him Answer! 1…2…NO! How did he kick out!?
Kohl: Pure determination Beast. That’s why he is our international champion. Look at Answer screaming at the ref. He thinks it was 3 but to everyone else it was obviously 2. Answer’s leaving the ring. He’s going to the top turnbuckle, he’s looking for graceful calamity…JENSEN MOVES! He’s got Answer up…CENSORED COLOURS! Jensen’s going to pin…SUPERKICK BY STYLES! Jensen is out the ring!
Beast: What an opportunity! He can pin Answer right now!
Kohl: It doesn’t look like he’s going to Beast. Styles wants to end this his way. He’s making his way to the top, can he pull it off…STYLE’S STOMP! He’s going for the pin…1…2…3! Styles with the victory!
Fink: Here is your winner, And NEW prestigious Champion, John Styles!
Beast: Oh yeah we forgot it was for that…thing.
Kohl: Look at Styles, he doesn’t even want to accept it, he’s just happy to have gotten the win. Now he must look onto Fall Brawl where he will join the other members of Axis of anarchy to take on the conspiracy with the tag titles on the line!
*before the cameras fade to commercials, The Answer is seen retrieving his title before running up the ramp, making elaborate reasons for why he is still the prestigious champ*
Simon Cade walks backstage. He suddenly approaches an unconscious security guard. The man looks severely beaten, and a noose is tied around his neck. Simon crouches down to examine something: Two playing cards pinned to his chest. One Ace, and one joker. When the cards are next to each other, the bloody words written on each of them form a message.
TIL DEATH DO US PART
-OWEN HAWES
Simon smiles, and pockets the Ace card. He stands up, and walks off camera.
Terry: Well...this just came in. Apparently, the Hardcore Championship match will be the first ever GCW death match!
Beast: Of course Owen Hawes has the first ever death match! I'm convinced that he already kills people!
Terry: You and me both, Beast. You and me both.
Stunray vs Jack Rodgers
Written by: Mark Jackson
The arena darkens and the distortion from Jack’s guitar plays on the titantron. Fans erupt into cheers, the fans clap along to the rhythm as the other instruments chime in.
Beast: Terry, do you happen to have any earplugs?
Terry: You don't like the music? I think Jack puts out some great hits!
Beast: I only listen to postmodern-punk Ska, Terry.
Terry: I...wouldn't have guessed that was your genre, Beast.
Beast: There's a lot of things you wouldn't guess about me, Terry.
Jack and Rachel make their way into the ring, and hand their guitars to the GCW crew. Rachel blows Jack a kiss and sits ringside, as Jack stretches in the ring. The cheers for Jack almost instantly turn to boos as the sound of Jack’s guitar is replaced by a guitar playing the opening rift for “Muse”. Stunray walks out onto the stage and basks in the audience’s jeers. The boos do not relent as he walks into the ring.
Beast: First, these people cheer HACK Rodgers, and then they boo the proud veteran Stunray?! What kind of opposite-
land crowd is this?!
Terry: Well Beast, a lot of people -like me- actually happen to like Jack’s music. And they also happen to dislike Stunray’s abrasive personality. He's garnered a lot of hate for trying to steal Widdel’s sister-in-law. In fact, Stunray and Widdel’s rivalry is so vicious that they're banned from being ringside in each other’s matches!
Beast: Steal?! Was the prince trying to steal Snow White? Those two are a storybook couple, and Daniel Widdel is the wicked stepmother! Er, the wicked brother-in-law!
The bell rings and the action begins
Terry: And Stunray immediately rolls out of the ring to grab a chair! Beast, I can't tell if these boos are the normal Stunray boos or if they’re booing his immediate exit from the ring.
Beast: It doesn't matter, what do these people know?! It's a hardcore match, skip all of the messing around and just hit the other guy as hard as you can, with whatever you can!
Terry: And now Jack Rodgers exits the ring, following Stunray. Stunray tries to hit him with the chair, but Stunray grabs it! They're struggling with the chair now, and Jack kicks Stunray in the stomach! Stunray reels back, and allows Jack to seize the chair! Jack is going after Stunray, and SMACK! Jack is just assaulting Stunray with the chair! Jack’s going for the next hit, and Stunray kicks him below the belt! What a dirty move!
Beast: It's a hardcore match, Terry! Don't be such a baby! Stunray’s using his ring experience, that's all!
Terry: Jack dropped the chair, it looks like that kick really did a number on him! Stunray’s grabs him, and SNAP SUPLEX ONTO THE CHAIR!
Beast: Forget playin’ music Terry, Jack's playing musical CHAIRS now!
Terry: Stunray’s hovering over Jack, he looks like he's getting ready to hit another suplex! Leaning down to grab Jack, and Jack hits Stunray with a low blow of his own! Now Stunray’s kneeling down!
Beast: You know what Terry, I changed my mind! Crotch attacks are one of the most despicable things on the planet!
Terry: Jack steps back, and AVADA KEDAVRA TO STUNRAY! Now Jack’s picking him, and and AN INVERTED LIFTING DDT ONTO THE CHAIR! Jack is paying Stunray back in full! Look Beast, Jack is playing air guitar over Stunray’s body!
Beast: WHAT?! THIS IS PREPOSTEROUS!! RESPECT YOUR ELDERS, YOUNG MAN!
Terry: Uh-oh, Stunray’s getting up! Jack steps back again, what's he going for here? Jack turns around and sees it, steps back again, and it looks like Jack is going for a second Avada Kedavra! He gets ready, and -- the downed Stunray grabs his leg and trips him! Stunray stands up, and now he has the advantage!
Beast: Whew, I was worried for a second there!
Terry: Hey Beast, are you seeing what I’m seeing?
Beast: What, Stunray taunting Jack? Because that hooligan deserves it!
Terry: No, that GCW Crew member back there. She's handing Rachel a check!
Beast: She's paying off the crew!
Terry: Not at all Beast, the crew is paying her! But why? Rachel looks just as confused as us! Wait, the GCW crew member is walking up to Stunray, and SHE HITS STUNRAY IN THE BACK WITH RACHEL’S GUITAR! THE INSTRUMENT SLAMS AGAIN AND AGAIN INTO STUNRAY! WHO IS THIS MYSTERY WOMAN?
Beast: Hey, wait a second…THAT’S AIMEE WIDDEL!! DANIEL ISN’T ALLOWED RINGSIDE, SO HE’S MAKING HIS WIFE DO THE DIRTY WORK!
Terry: Rachel’s guitar has been completely obliterated, and Stunray doesn't look any better! He's bruised all over and he looks completely shocked!
Beast: Stunray's eyes are wider than dinner plates!
Terry: Jack's up now, and he’s pushing Stunray into the ring! And now Aimee is running out the ring area and into the crowd!
Beast: What a coward!! Stunray wouldn't make Delta do anything like that! And he’s the manipulative one! What a load of bull, Terry!
Terry: Wait, Stunray’s calling for the ref! It looks like he might be seriously injured! The ref’s examining him for serious injuries!
Beast: Ha! Look at Jack’s guilty face! You SHOULD feel bad!
Terry: Jack didn't hit him with a guitar!
Beast: Well Jack didn't stop it from happening! So technically, it's his fault too!
Terry: I-uhhhh...sure Beast. Jack is walking over to Stunray, it looks like he's talking to the ref. WAIT STUNRAY JUST SPRANG BACK UP! WAS HE FAKING?!
Beast: You can't keep a good man down!
Terry: Jack doesn't see Stunray, who goes in for a running roll up from behind! Hey, not only is Stunray rolling up Jack by surprise, but he's grabbing the tights too!
Beast: He's just making sure Jack doesn't have a single chance to escape!
Terry: 1…
2…
And 3!
Despite Amiee’s interference, Stunray managed to use cheap tactics to get a win here tonight!
Beast: Cheap tactics?! He was simply playing mind games with Jack, and Jack lost!
Terry: I wouldn't call low blows and feigned injuries mind games, Beast.
Beast: Haha, I would Terry! Great show, Stunray!
As Jack storms around the ring, shocked, Stunray hobbles away down the ramp. Even though he wasn't actually injured, both the guitar and Jack dealt quite a bit of damage to him. As Stunray walks backstage, his smarmy victory smile is nowhere to be found. Instead, he appears to be completely and utterly dumbfounded after tonight's events. A video package begins to play. The camera shows a shot of a dark room. Everything is silent, and then camera flashes illuminate the room. Ken Hart poses, as picture after picture is taken. His hair waves in the air, and he points a finger at the camera. The room goes dark again, and a graphic appears:
KEN HART DEBUTS AT FALL BRAWL
Shio Corin vs Aaron Black & Raiden Sparks
Written by: Shio Corin (ooc: just so everyone knows it wasn't my idea to write my own match)
::Scene::
Vindication comes back from commercial. Aaron Black and Raiden Sparks are already in the ring awaiting Shio Corin. Sparks is dancing around and Black is laughing at them... Did you know with the GCW Mobile app you would've been able to see their entrances as well as many other things that happen during commercial breaks?? Kings Never Die by Eminem hits and out walks Shio Corin onto the stage. He's wearing his new Kings Never Die t-shirt and has the GCW World Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder. He pauses at the top of the stage to give the crowd the finger then walks down the ramp and in to the ring.
Kohl: The deck has been stacked against Corin here. If Black and Sparks can work semi-well together as a team Shio Corin has no chance in this one.
Beast: Good. That's what Shio gets for pissing off Massey.
Kohl: Taking it a little personally Beast?
Beast: What if he never comes back Kohl? Then who is going to pay my bar tabs?! Huh KOHL?!! WHAT THEN KOHL?!!
Kohl: Calm down Beast.. Here... Here's some chicken.... There is the bell and it looks like Aaron Black is going to start this one off against Shio Corin. These two have a long history and two epic title matches against each other. Aaron Black knows all about Shio Corin... and he doesn't like any of it.
Beast: No one likes Corin. The man doesn't deserve to be champion.
Kohl: Black on Corin early hitting Corin with a vicious clothesline... Now Black has Corin up... POWER BOMB... Corin back to his feet now... Going for a suplex... Black counters and lands a suplex of his own... Black now picking Corin up... Looking for a BLACK OUT BOMB... This one could be over... Whats this? Raiden is yelling at Aaron Black to tag him in... Black obliges and tags in Sparks... Corin getting back to his feet... Sparks waiting on him looking for the Superkick.... Shio shoves the referee in the way... Sparks manages to take a little off the kick but still knocks down the ref...
Beast: That damn Corin always cheating.
Kohl: With the referee down Aaron Black is in the ring... Sparks manages to stun Corin and hold him from behind... BLACK IS GOING TO USE HIS CAST... OHHHH NOOOOO Corin ducked and Black hit Sparks!!!!! Sparks is out cold.... Referee starting to come to... RAPPERS DELIGHT ON BLACK... Black rolls out of the ring.. Corin covers Sparks... ref is back... 1....2....3!!! Corin does it again!
Finkel: Here is your winner...GCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION.... SHIOOOOOO CORRRRINNNNNNN!!!
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Shio grabs a mic
Shio Corin: Cut my music.... Yo Bishop... dis is the Ironman of GCW? You kidding me? Dis is the guy you have lined up to try and take MY title away from me?
::SCENE::
Sabotage hits as Clint Bishop comes out
Bishop: You know what Shio.. I don't like you but when you're right you're right....
::SCENE::
Camera shows the knocked out Raiden Sparks starting to get up finally
Bishop: Raiden... I know you can hear me now.... As of late you haven't been living up to the Ironman nickname you earned at Macabre Massacre... so Next week at Fall Brawl you will have one last chance to call yourself the Ironman of GCW because your title match with Shio Corin is now and IRONMAN MATCH!!!!
::SCENE::
Bishop leaves as the crowd roars in approval... Sparks looks stunned and when he turns around to look at Shio he is hit with a Rappers Delight. The show goes off air with Shio Corin raising his title in the air over a lifeless Raiden Sparks
Beast: Terry, you gotta-
Terry: Shhhhh!
Clint: The British Tour Championship is a message. A message to all of the GCW roster, and the winner gets to deliver that message, and show that he has what it takes to seize the GCW by storm! Aaaaaaaand a #1 contender's position for the Hardcore Championship!
Beast: Terry, these Jellied Eels, they are absolutely-
Terry: Beast, now is not the time!
Clint: Now, to reveal your contenders! The self-titled king of the GCW, James Ropati! The Reckless Rebel, Jack Rodgers! The Answer! The Dynamite Kid, Mark Jackson! The expressionless Mason James! And the debuting Ken Hart!
Beast: Terry, please!
Terry: What, Beast?! What is SOOO important?
Beast: These Jellied Eels are the best thing I've ever eaten!
Terry: I…I can't….
Beast: How come nobody’s told me about these before?!
Suddenly, Out of the Black by Royal Blood begins to play. Darius and Kidd West walk onstage, mics in their hands.
Terry: Wait, they don't have a match together tonight! What's going on here?
The Conspiracy walk up to the ring and approach Clint.
West: If you would excuse us, we have some...important matters to attend to.
Clint shrugs and backs up as refs carry out the table with the belt.
West: Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a message for the so-called "Anarchy Club"
Darius: We are tired of dealing with you week-in and week-out. So Massey told us to come out and deliver an ultimatum.
West: So, here’s what we propose. Next week, at Fall Brawl. You versus us. 3v3 tag elimination match. Whoever is victorious in this battle wins both the war, and the titles. Then, Darius, Massey, and I can move onto bigger-
Darius: -And better-
West: -Things. Now, if our message gets through your thick skulls, you’ll accept.
Clint steps back in from the background
Clint: Well, it certainly went through my thick skull. Axis doesn't have to accept the match, because I accept it for them! You’ll get your finale at Fall Brawl!
The crowd cheers
Beast: Finally, I can't wait to see someone kick the Axis of Anarchy’s teeth in! And I can't wait to another one of these Jellied Eels in my teeth! Mmmmm!
Mason James vs Mark Jackson vs King Ropati
Written by: Simon Cade
Fink: The following contest, is a triple threat match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first… from Auckland, New Zealand, weighing in at 200 lbs, King Ropati!
“Centuries” by Fall Out Boy begins to play as King Ropati steps out, completely decked out in royalty clothing, wearing a purple and red robe with a crown on his head. He summons 4 of his “subjects” to come out, they rush out holding a royal chair, and Ropati sits on it when the subjects put it down. They then lift him into the air and walk him to the ring, lowering the chair just by the ring steps. All but one then rush to the back as Ropati takes his crown and robe off and hands them carefully to the servant, who takes them and rushes off. Ropati then goes up the steps and enters the ring, he then goes to the ropes furthest from the entrance and awaits his next opponent
Fink: And his opponent… from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 220 lbs, “The Dynamite Kid” Mark Jackson!
“Battle Without Honor or Humanity” starts up as Mark Jackson walks out, decked in a pink hoodie.
Beast: Wow, nice color choice there, what, did they run out of safety orange?
Kohl: No need to make fun of him Beast, especially if he wins this triple threat match.
Jackson continues down the ramp when the music finally kicks in. Jackson throws the hoodie off and begins to throw some boxing strikes before running to the ring. He rolls in and stands in the center, where he throws some more strikes before pumping his arm following an uppercut. Jackson then stands next to Ropati, awaiting the final participant.
Fink: And their opponent… He accompanied by Ian Dawson, making his debut in GCW, from Derby, England, weighing in at 301 pounds, “The Expressionless” Mason James!
“Symphony of Destruction” by Megadeth begins to play as Mason James walks out, trailing behind him is Ian Dawson, who is pointing at his opponents and yelling inaudibly at Mason. James stares his opponents down while walking down the ramp, and steps onto the apron, he steps straight over the top rope, and Ian pulls him back a bit and yells inaudibly at him some more before stepping off the apron.
Kohl: There’s the bell this match is underway, and oh look at that, Ropati just shoved Mark into Mason and he’s fleeing the ring!
Beast: Smart man, take every advantage you can, and that was one big advantage.
Jackson takes a few steps back, turning to see Ropati leave the ring, but he then turns back around and faces Mason. He takes a boxing pose and begins to throw some fast punches at Mason.
Kohl: Look at Mark Jackson though, throwing those rapid fire punches at the big man, but Mason doesn’t even seem affected by them!
Mason wallops Jackson with a clothesline, knocking him down and sending him rolling out of the ring. Meanwhile, Ropati hits Mason from behind with a shot to the back, Mason then turns around and hits him hard, sending him into the ropes.
Kohl: WOW what a punch from Mason, off the ropes goes Ropati, and a big boot! Ropati just got levelled by that one!
Beast: Yeah, what a monster this Mason James is, he just levelled two jobbers and sent them reeling.
Both Ropati and Jackson meet at the opposite side of the ring, and Jackson points to him and takes a few steps forward, Ropati follows, only for Jackson to fall back and push Ropati into Mason.
Kohl: Wow, Jackson getting even with Ropati! Big punch by Mason sending Ropati back to the other side of the ring.
Ropati and Jackson begin to argue, and before they can react, Mason runs at them and hits a double clothesline, sending both to the outside.
Kohl: Wow, that big double clothesline sent both of them to the outside!
Beast: Yeah, and? Anyone can do that if they’re close enough to the ropes…
Kohl: Why are you undermining this impressive debut?
Mason goes to the outside and rolls Jackson back into the ring, Jackson rolling to the center before attempting to stand. Mason tries for a move, but Jackson catches him with a basement dropkick to the leg, forcing Mason to a knee. Jackson then begins to beat on him as much as possible, one of his punches catches Mason right in the jaw as he is standing, and he is stunned by it.
Kohl: Big punch by Jackson catching Mason in the jaw!
Beast: Yeah, it was a lucky punch…
Jackson then irish whips Mason off the ropes, and connects with a forearm smash, dropping the big man.
Kohl: Cover by Jackson, 1, NO! Not even a 2 count for that one.
Beast: Of course, off a forearm smash? Gonna need more work than that…
While Jackson is getting up from the kickout, Ropati ascends to the top and hits a missile dropkick on Jackson. He rolls Mason out, and lifts Mark back up and hits a snap suplex before going for the cover.
Kohl: 1, 2, only a 2 count, but good timing on the part of Ropati!
Beast: They call him “The King” for a reason, he is elegant in every movement and knows when to pick his spots.
With both men standing, Ropati puts Jackson in a side headlock, he attempts to set up for a cutter, but Jackson reverses, pulling him into a front facelock before whipping him off the ropes and hitting a sitout hip toss. He then hits Ropati, sending him to the corner.
Kohl: Jackson looks to be getting a head of steam here, running back and OH! MASON WITH A SURPRISE BURST OF SPEED RUNS IN AND CATCHES JACKSON INTO A SPINEBUSTER!
Beast: Wow, impressive move by Mason.
Mason then walks to the opposite corner as Ropati, and hits a running corner splash on him, and goes for the cover.
Kohl: 1, 2, NO! Ropati somehow kicking out!
Beast: I’m surprised at Ropati’s resilience, but I don’t think that will be able to win him the match…
Ropati, Jackson, and James all stand up, Ropati and Jackson look at each other, and both bounce off the ropes, they dodge a clothesline each by James, and hit him with a double dropkick, making the big man stagger back. They hit a 2nd one, and he leans on the ropes, a 3rd one and James is sent to the outside, leaving Mark and Ropati alone again.
Kohl: Good teamwork by the both of them to get the big man back outside!
Ropati then rolls up Mark with a schoolboy, but it only gets a 2 count and leaves Ropati stunned.
Beast: Ropati you had him! How did Jackson kick out?!
Kohl: Cheaters never prosper, Beast… remember that.
Beast: cheaters do prosper, do you just block the cheap wins out of your head or something?
Mark and Ropati trade punches in the center, before Mark catches Ropati with a low shot to the gut. Ropati bends over, and Mark hits a corkscrew neckbreaker on Ropati, and covers him.
Kohl: cover off the neckbreaker 1… 2… NO! Ropati finding the will to kick out!
Beast: That’s the will of a king, to be able to find a way to kick out!
Kohl: Jackson now reversing the suplex attempt, he’s lifting Ropati up, and he hits the crash landing!
Beast: Jackson now seeming pumped up, gonna go for that star uppercut
Kohl: Wrong boxer! Ropati is standing up, groggily, and Jackson with a light punch to the head, and… OH NO!
James rushes in and grabs Ropati, hitting a belly-to-belly suplex, followed by a 2nd one, and then a 3rd, throwing him straight across the ring. He then goes to grab Jackson, but he drop toe holds him, sending Mason head first into the 2nd turnbuckle.
Kohl: The quickness of Jackson could’ve just saved him from certain doom by Mason!
Jackson rolls Mason out of the ring, and Ian begins to yell at Mason to get up. Meanwhile, Ropati, finally up, grabs Jackson and pushes him back and attempts a superkick, it gets caught, and Jackson catches him with a punch to the head.
Kohl: Ropati is stunned, now may be Jackson’s chance!
Jackson winds his right hand up, curls it into a fist and hits a big punch on Ropati, knocking him right to the mat.
Kohl: Cover, 1… 2… 3! Jackson wins this big triple threat match!
Beast: But he didn’t pin the big man, that is what matters.
Kohl: Indeed it was an impressive debut for Mason James, but it was an even more impressive win for the young rookie Mark Jackson!
Owen Hawes vs Daniel Widdel
Written By: Shio Corin
Finkel: And Now… On his way to the ring… from Dorchester Massachusetts.. “The Nightmare” Owen… HAWESSSSSS……
::SCENE::
The lights go out in the arena as O Fortuna blasts through the arena. Smoke fills the stage and the spotlight goes to Owen Hawes. He is wearing black fight shorts with a black trench coat over it that goes down to his calves. He stops atop the stage and kneels down. He looks around the arena with a sly smile on his face. He then gets up and slowly begins his descent down the ramp, the smirk never escaping his face. His walk down the ramp takes him to one of the ring's corners from the outside, where he rests his arm between the middle and bottom rope and takes a deep breath before climbing up the apron and into the ring. He enters the ring and slowly goes to the ring's far corner and sits down, cross legged.
Finkel: And his opponent... From... Windsor Ontario Canada.... DANIEL....WIDDELLLLLLLLLLL
::SCENE::
Nothing Personal by Night Riots hits and Daniel Widdel makes his way to the ring.
Kohl: Here is Daniel Widdel who of late has been having some issues with Stunray. Lots of questions surrounding that and where that is going to go.
Beast: Oh who cares... No one here is here to see Widdel or Stunray
Kohl: I'm sure there is a few fans for each of them
Beast: Their mothers don't count.
Kohl: Well Widdel is set now and there is the bell... Widdel rushes across quickly and is giving it to Owen Hawes early. Oooh Widdel with an implant DDT... and the quick cover... 1...2... Hawes kicked out... You aren't going to put the Hardcore Champion away that easily.
Beast: I wonder how long this match is going to be... Do I have time to run to the concession stand?
Kohl: I don't know Beast...Aimee noticeably missing from ringside here... have to wonder if she has left after trying to cost Stunray his match.
Beast: Maybe she just went to the concession stand for me.
Kohl: I doubt it Beast... Widdel looking to score a powerbomb here... No Hawes has countered.... Hurricarana from Hawes and now Hawes is on the offensive. Widdel getting back to his feet... Roundhouse kick from Hawes... Widdel looks dazed... He backs in to the corner and sits down and OH NO THAT IS NOT WHERE WIDDEL WANTS TO BE... Hawes looking for the cannon ball! WIDDEL MOVES!!! Widdel now back to his feet... and WHAT THE HELL IS THIS... Stunray is coming down to ringside!
::SCENE::
Stunray is making his way down to the ring with two big tubs of pop corn. He walks over to the announcer table and hands one bucket to Beast. Then he sets a chair up at ringside and sits to watch the match eating popcorn
Kohl: Did he just give you popcorn?!
Beast: Hell yes he did and he may be my new favorite wrestler now!
Kohl: Widdel looks angry that Stunray is out here and is now yelling at Stunray... Hawes taps Widdel on the shoulder... KICK TO THE GUT from Hawes... Widdel winded now down on one knee... LUCID DREAM... LUCID DREAM... HAWES HIT IT... The cover... 1...2...3!!! HAWES WINS!!!!!
Beast: Stunray didn't even get to finish his popcorn... I wonder if he will give the rest to me...
Kohl: The tension between Stunray and Widdel is at its simmering point. Stunray has the shot at Jensen but I have a feeling these two aren't done with each other.
::SCENE::
Widdel is lying motionless in the ring, Stunray gives the rest of his popcorn to Beast and leaves laughing and Hawes takes the Hardcore Championship and celebrates his victory as the scene fades to commercial.
Barton Massey vs Drew Murdock
Written By: Shio Corin
There is pandemonium backstage, Road Agents are running around trying to find Barton Massey. One Road agent finally runs up to Clint Bishop.
Road Agent: Mr. Bishop it's just like he said. Barton isn't here sir.
Bishop: What do you mean he isn't here?! Fine... Fine...
Bishop turns and looks in to the camera.
Bishop: Ladies and Gentlemen. The Barton Massey versus Drew Murdock match will not take place tonight. It seems Barton can't be bothered to show up. So Drew Murdock is your winner by forfeit.
Kohl: Oh my Beast!!! What is going on with Barton Massey?
Beast: Hangover?
Kohl: But why would he send West and Seeiso out to make the 6-man Tag Title challenge?!
Beast: Barton Massey always has a plan Kohl!
The scene fades to commercial and when it comes back, Simon Cade is sitting in the corner when he is handed a microphone, his trash can filled with weapons on the outside of the ring.
Cade: Cut the music, cut the music...
the music fades out
Cade: thank you. So, crowd, how have you guys been doing tonight? Good I hope, it is the only time GCW comes here to Manchester, England live for the entire year... but the promo isn't about me trying to get a cheap pop from you guys...
Cade turns toward the entrance, the camera stays focused on him for a bit before panning over, then back to Cade
Owen Hawes... the current Hardcore champion. You beat me last week, and I can understand why, I got overconfident in being able to beat you, I assumed that just because of the message to Ropati meant that I could win easily… but now I know my mistake. My mistake was (obviously) underestimating you… at Fall Brawl, I’m gonna bring the pain to you… but for now, I got Kidd West to deal with. You see Kidd, I’ve gathered a few weapons to bring pain to you tonight. I got here, a metal pipe, a briefcase, my now broken PS3, a trash can lid, a box, a guitar, a fire extinguisher, a baseball bat, a cookie sheet… sorry, I’m droning on about that, all you gotta know is that I’m about to deliver as much pain to you as possible. Oh, and to those apart of the BBC… you as well as the Axis of Anarchy will not be safe for much longer. I got someone to back me up now, and you’ll see soon enough what that means.
Cade then stands up, only to sit in the corner again, awaiting his opponent.
Kidd West vs Simon Cade
Written by: Kidd West
Fink: This match is set for one fall and is contested under Hardcore rules! Making his way to the ring, From Calgary, Alberta, Canada he is The Executioner KIDD WEST!
The lights go out as ‘Born of A Broken Man’ his the PA system, out comes Kidd West wearing his signature jacket and carry Lady Sasha in his hands. He raises her above his head to the cheers of the crowd. West slowly makes his way down the ramp, glaring at the fans in the rampside seats he grins at them before sliding into the ring. He takes a few practice swings with Lady Sasha and grins at Simon Cade before throwing his jacket aside
(Bell rings)
Kohl: And there’s the bell! West and Cade sizing each other up and circling around the ring! They lockup in the middle, simon gets him in a basic hold before throwing him into the ropes for an Irish Whip! West rebounds and counters with a Flying Clothesline sending Cade down to the ground with him! West scrambles up and signals for Cade to get up! Cade is slowly getting up now!
Beast: Its a hardcore match for Christ sake! Use some damn weapons!
Kohl: West quickly runs to grab Cade, Hes locking him in someth-PUMPHANDLE GUTBUSTER! Cade looks like his ribs just all got simultaneously broken there!!! Cade is gingerly getting back onto his feet and crawling to a corner as West slides out of the ring. West is looking for something under the ring and he pulls out a bag of thumbtacks and a table! Table getting set up outside as Cade gets back onto his feet! West throws the thumbtacks into the ring.
Beast: West hasn’t got the best experience with thumbtacks, Aaron Black made him into a pincushion last time which was goddamn hilarious!
Kohl: West and Cade trading blows by ringside now, Cade seems to be getting the upper hand as West stumbles backwards and crashes into the ringside steps! West is down as Cade begins stomping a mudhole into him as he’s stuck between The Ace and a Hard Place! West catches the foot finally and proceeds to stand up! Pushing Cade backwards by the foot!
Beast: (Eating some sweet popcorn) Its getting good, damn good!
Kohl: West quickly grabs Lady Sasha and swings towards Cade just missing at hitting the floor beside him. Cade quickly kicks off West who falls against the ring apron. Cade picks up West… MICHINOKU DRIVER! West is flopping around in agony a ringside as Simon Cade stands over him tall. Cade throws West into the ring as West gasps for air. He’s picking him up but no! West quickly counters into a snap scoop powerslam!
Beast: Speaking of scoops Terry, want some Ice Cream later?
Kohl: Maybe, anyway! West picks up Cade and Irish Whips him, Cade quickly counters with the Rope Rebound Clothesline! West is sent crashing to the mat as Cade smirks and hops out of the ring beside the table. He’s adjusting the position of the table now. Wait! West is up and running at the ropes! He’s kicked over and spilled the thumbtacks, leaps onto the ropes for a Springboard Senton! He leaps up high! Cade looks in troubl-COUNTER INTO A POWERBOMB SENDING WEST CRASHING INTO THE TABLE!!!
Beast: He’s gonna need a plaster for that!
Kohl: West looks like he’s been snapped in two with that one! Cade carries him into the ring and lays him on top of the thumbtacks as Cade locks in THE ACE OF CADES! Ace of Cades on the thumbtacks!!! West is screaming and struggling for the ropes as those tacks dig into his skin and stick in painfully! West is dripping blood all over the ring! And He’s Tapped!!! West taps!!! Simon Cade Wins!!!
Christcontrol plays as the ref rushes in and raises Cade’s hand. West is being slowly stretchered out by the paramedics as he looks dazed and confused
Jensen VS John Styles VS The Answer
Written by: Mason James
Fink: Ladies and Gentleman, the following triple threat match is scheduled for one fall. First, making his way to the ring, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 205 pounds, he is the renewed, JOHN STYLES!
*Hero by skillet blasts into the arena as John bursts onto the ramp through the apron. As he raises his hands, the crowd begin a large cheer before he walks down the ramp. As he makes it to the steps, John stamps his foot onto it before running up them and posing for the fans. Much to their enjoyment. John hops into the ring and leans onto the turnbuckle as he waits for his two opponents. *
Fink: Next, making his way to the ring, from Providence, Rhode Island, weighing in at 180 pounds, he would like to be pronounced as the current prestigious champion, here is THE ANSWER!
*Through a chorus of boos, Money for Nothing can be heard as The Answer emerges, proudly holding his prestigious title aloft. While his eyes are closed, Answer saunters down to the ring, title still in the air, with a small grin evidently showing. As he reaches the ring, he lowers the title and makes his way inside the squared circle. Once he is in the centre, Answer bows before coming straight back up with the title again in the air. *
Fink: And the final competitor, from Portland, Oregon, weighing in at 217 pounds, he is the current international champion, JENSEN!
*As the Pines by Portugal The Man begins to play, Jensen emerges and raises his arms, triggering the fans to respond with cheers. He walks confidently to the ring, high fiving fans on his way down but keeping his mind focused on the task at hand. After making his way into the ring, he removes his florescent jacket and his international belt, carefully handing it to the ref for safe keeping. *
Kohl: Alright folks, here we…wait a second, where’s The Answer going?
*The camera zooms in on The Answer rolling out the ring over to the timekeeper’s area before whispering to the ring announcer. He grabs his title and rolls back into his corner. *
Fink: ladies and Gentleman, I have just been informed that this match…Is for the Prestigious Championship!
*After the announcement, Answer lifts his title one more time as he turns to face the crowd, setting them off in even louder boos. As he hands the title over to the ring announcer, the bell rings. *
Kohl: Here we go and…OH MY GOD, Jensen with an exploder suplex on The Answer! And we’ve only just begun!
Beast: Oh my! I could feel that from here! I guess you can say goodbye to The Answer.
Kohl: You’re certainly right partner. The Answer is on the outside already and now we have a standoff between Jensen and Styles. Who’s going to get the upper hand? Here’s the collar and elbow tie up, Jensen gets Styles in a headlock and flips him over. Styles escapes into a pin…Not even 1. Nice hip toss by Styles, but Jensen with his own. The two back off and we have a stalemate!
Beast: What a great sequence of moves from both these guys. We are in for a treat tonight Kohl! These guys seem in top form.
Kohl: You’re right Beast, and Jensen must be on top form this weekend at Fall Brawl in his ladder match against Stunray.
Beast: But right now, he’s against the renewed John Styles so this will be a challenge for him.
Kohl: Here they go again, another collar and elbow, Jensen with the Irish whip, he drops to the mat, leap frog, but Styles rolls underneath and leaps off the ropes into a springboard DDT! Here’s a cover…1…2…It’s broken up by The Answer!
Beast: Oh yeah, I forgot he was in this match.
Kohl: The Answer with several quick punches to Style’s body as Jensen recuperates in the corner. He gets Styles up, but brings him straight back down with a back suplex! The Answer now with small kicks to the groin, oh look at this! He’s raising his arms as if he’s already won.
Beast: Wouldn’t you Kohl when you are the prestigious champion? He can taunt all he wants.
Kohl: Even I wouldn’t accept that MS paint disaster. The Answer slowly lifts Styles…NO, Styles is fighting back! Left, right, left, right…OH what a knee to the skull. Here’s another Irish whip…Slingblade by Jensen! What an unplanned double team by Styles and Jensen. But it doesn’t last, Styles with a dropkick followed by a roll-up…1…2...Jensen reverses into his own roll-up...another kick out! Style’s runs at Jensen, but he’s thrown out the ring. Could Jensen be looking to fly? NO! Answer with a kick to the gut, WHAT AN ALLEY OOP FACEBUSTER! Jensen could be out cold!
Beast: You better believe he’s out cold! Pin him Answer! 1…2…NO! How did he kick out!?
Kohl: Pure determination Beast. That’s why he is our international champion. Look at Answer screaming at the ref. He thinks it was 3 but to everyone else it was obviously 2. Answer’s leaving the ring. He’s going to the top turnbuckle, he’s looking for graceful calamity…JENSEN MOVES! He’s got Answer up…CENSORED COLOURS! Jensen’s going to pin…SUPERKICK BY STYLES! Jensen is out the ring!
Beast: What an opportunity! He can pin Answer right now!
Kohl: It doesn’t look like he’s going to Beast. Styles wants to end this his way. He’s making his way to the top, can he pull it off…STYLE’S STOMP! He’s going for the pin…1…2…3! Styles with the victory!
Fink: Here is your winner, And NEW prestigious Champion, John Styles!
Beast: Oh yeah we forgot it was for that…thing.
Kohl: Look at Styles, he doesn’t even want to accept it, he’s just happy to have gotten the win. Now he must look onto Fall Brawl where he will join the other members of Axis of anarchy to take on the conspiracy with the tag titles on the line!
*before the cameras fade to commercials, The Answer is seen retrieving his title before running up the ramp, making elaborate reasons for why he is still the prestigious champ*
Simon Cade walks backstage. He suddenly approaches an unconscious security guard. The man looks severely beaten, and a noose is tied around his neck. Simon crouches down to examine something: Two playing cards pinned to his chest. One Ace, and one joker. When the cards are next to each other, the bloody words written on each of them form a message.
TIL DEATH DO US PART
-OWEN HAWES
Simon smiles, and pockets the Ace card. He stands up, and walks off camera.
Terry: Well...this just came in. Apparently, the Hardcore Championship match will be the first ever GCW death match!
Beast: Of course Owen Hawes has the first ever death match! I'm convinced that he already kills people!
Terry: You and me both, Beast. You and me both.
Stunray vs Jack Rodgers
Written by: Mark Jackson
The arena darkens and the distortion from Jack’s guitar plays on the titantron. Fans erupt into cheers, the fans clap along to the rhythm as the other instruments chime in.
Beast: Terry, do you happen to have any earplugs?
Terry: You don't like the music? I think Jack puts out some great hits!
Beast: I only listen to postmodern-punk Ska, Terry.
Terry: I...wouldn't have guessed that was your genre, Beast.
Beast: There's a lot of things you wouldn't guess about me, Terry.
Jack and Rachel make their way into the ring, and hand their guitars to the GCW crew. Rachel blows Jack a kiss and sits ringside, as Jack stretches in the ring. The cheers for Jack almost instantly turn to boos as the sound of Jack’s guitar is replaced by a guitar playing the opening rift for “Muse”. Stunray walks out onto the stage and basks in the audience’s jeers. The boos do not relent as he walks into the ring.
Beast: First, these people cheer HACK Rodgers, and then they boo the proud veteran Stunray?! What kind of opposite-
land crowd is this?!
Terry: Well Beast, a lot of people -like me- actually happen to like Jack’s music. And they also happen to dislike Stunray’s abrasive personality. He's garnered a lot of hate for trying to steal Widdel’s sister-in-law. In fact, Stunray and Widdel’s rivalry is so vicious that they're banned from being ringside in each other’s matches!
Beast: Steal?! Was the prince trying to steal Snow White? Those two are a storybook couple, and Daniel Widdel is the wicked stepmother! Er, the wicked brother-in-law!
The bell rings and the action begins
Terry: And Stunray immediately rolls out of the ring to grab a chair! Beast, I can't tell if these boos are the normal Stunray boos or if they’re booing his immediate exit from the ring.
Beast: It doesn't matter, what do these people know?! It's a hardcore match, skip all of the messing around and just hit the other guy as hard as you can, with whatever you can!
Terry: And now Jack Rodgers exits the ring, following Stunray. Stunray tries to hit him with the chair, but Stunray grabs it! They're struggling with the chair now, and Jack kicks Stunray in the stomach! Stunray reels back, and allows Jack to seize the chair! Jack is going after Stunray, and SMACK! Jack is just assaulting Stunray with the chair! Jack’s going for the next hit, and Stunray kicks him below the belt! What a dirty move!
Beast: It's a hardcore match, Terry! Don't be such a baby! Stunray’s using his ring experience, that's all!
Terry: Jack dropped the chair, it looks like that kick really did a number on him! Stunray’s grabs him, and SNAP SUPLEX ONTO THE CHAIR!
Beast: Forget playin’ music Terry, Jack's playing musical CHAIRS now!
Terry: Stunray’s hovering over Jack, he looks like he's getting ready to hit another suplex! Leaning down to grab Jack, and Jack hits Stunray with a low blow of his own! Now Stunray’s kneeling down!
Beast: You know what Terry, I changed my mind! Crotch attacks are one of the most despicable things on the planet!
Terry: Jack steps back, and AVADA KEDAVRA TO STUNRAY! Now Jack’s picking him, and and AN INVERTED LIFTING DDT ONTO THE CHAIR! Jack is paying Stunray back in full! Look Beast, Jack is playing air guitar over Stunray’s body!
Beast: WHAT?! THIS IS PREPOSTEROUS!! RESPECT YOUR ELDERS, YOUNG MAN!
Terry: Uh-oh, Stunray’s getting up! Jack steps back again, what's he going for here? Jack turns around and sees it, steps back again, and it looks like Jack is going for a second Avada Kedavra! He gets ready, and -- the downed Stunray grabs his leg and trips him! Stunray stands up, and now he has the advantage!
Beast: Whew, I was worried for a second there!
Terry: Hey Beast, are you seeing what I’m seeing?
Beast: What, Stunray taunting Jack? Because that hooligan deserves it!
Terry: No, that GCW Crew member back there. She's handing Rachel a check!
Beast: She's paying off the crew!
Terry: Not at all Beast, the crew is paying her! But why? Rachel looks just as confused as us! Wait, the GCW crew member is walking up to Stunray, and SHE HITS STUNRAY IN THE BACK WITH RACHEL’S GUITAR! THE INSTRUMENT SLAMS AGAIN AND AGAIN INTO STUNRAY! WHO IS THIS MYSTERY WOMAN?
Beast: Hey, wait a second…THAT’S AIMEE WIDDEL!! DANIEL ISN’T ALLOWED RINGSIDE, SO HE’S MAKING HIS WIFE DO THE DIRTY WORK!
Terry: Rachel’s guitar has been completely obliterated, and Stunray doesn't look any better! He's bruised all over and he looks completely shocked!
Beast: Stunray's eyes are wider than dinner plates!
Terry: Jack's up now, and he’s pushing Stunray into the ring! And now Aimee is running out the ring area and into the crowd!
Beast: What a coward!! Stunray wouldn't make Delta do anything like that! And he’s the manipulative one! What a load of bull, Terry!
Terry: Wait, Stunray’s calling for the ref! It looks like he might be seriously injured! The ref’s examining him for serious injuries!
Beast: Ha! Look at Jack’s guilty face! You SHOULD feel bad!
Terry: Jack didn't hit him with a guitar!
Beast: Well Jack didn't stop it from happening! So technically, it's his fault too!
Terry: I-uhhhh...sure Beast. Jack is walking over to Stunray, it looks like he's talking to the ref. WAIT STUNRAY JUST SPRANG BACK UP! WAS HE FAKING?!
Beast: You can't keep a good man down!
Terry: Jack doesn't see Stunray, who goes in for a running roll up from behind! Hey, not only is Stunray rolling up Jack by surprise, but he's grabbing the tights too!
Beast: He's just making sure Jack doesn't have a single chance to escape!
Terry: 1…
2…
And 3!
Despite Amiee’s interference, Stunray managed to use cheap tactics to get a win here tonight!
Beast: Cheap tactics?! He was simply playing mind games with Jack, and Jack lost!
Terry: I wouldn't call low blows and feigned injuries mind games, Beast.
Beast: Haha, I would Terry! Great show, Stunray!
As Jack storms around the ring, shocked, Stunray hobbles away down the ramp. Even though he wasn't actually injured, both the guitar and Jack dealt quite a bit of damage to him. As Stunray walks backstage, his smarmy victory smile is nowhere to be found. Instead, he appears to be completely and utterly dumbfounded after tonight's events. A video package begins to play. The camera shows a shot of a dark room. Everything is silent, and then camera flashes illuminate the room. Ken Hart poses, as picture after picture is taken. His hair waves in the air, and he points a finger at the camera. The room goes dark again, and a graphic appears:
KEN HART DEBUTS AT FALL BRAWL
Shio Corin vs Aaron Black & Raiden Sparks
Written by: Shio Corin (ooc: just so everyone knows it wasn't my idea to write my own match)
::Scene::
Vindication comes back from commercial. Aaron Black and Raiden Sparks are already in the ring awaiting Shio Corin. Sparks is dancing around and Black is laughing at them... Did you know with the GCW Mobile app you would've been able to see their entrances as well as many other things that happen during commercial breaks?? Kings Never Die by Eminem hits and out walks Shio Corin onto the stage. He's wearing his new Kings Never Die t-shirt and has the GCW World Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder. He pauses at the top of the stage to give the crowd the finger then walks down the ramp and in to the ring.
Kohl: The deck has been stacked against Corin here. If Black and Sparks can work semi-well together as a team Shio Corin has no chance in this one.
Beast: Good. That's what Shio gets for pissing off Massey.
Kohl: Taking it a little personally Beast?
Beast: What if he never comes back Kohl? Then who is going to pay my bar tabs?! Huh KOHL?!! WHAT THEN KOHL?!!
Kohl: Calm down Beast.. Here... Here's some chicken.... There is the bell and it looks like Aaron Black is going to start this one off against Shio Corin. These two have a long history and two epic title matches against each other. Aaron Black knows all about Shio Corin... and he doesn't like any of it.
Beast: No one likes Corin. The man doesn't deserve to be champion.
Kohl: Black on Corin early hitting Corin with a vicious clothesline... Now Black has Corin up... POWER BOMB... Corin back to his feet now... Going for a suplex... Black counters and lands a suplex of his own... Black now picking Corin up... Looking for a BLACK OUT BOMB... This one could be over... Whats this? Raiden is yelling at Aaron Black to tag him in... Black obliges and tags in Sparks... Corin getting back to his feet... Sparks waiting on him looking for the Superkick.... Shio shoves the referee in the way... Sparks manages to take a little off the kick but still knocks down the ref...
Beast: That damn Corin always cheating.
Kohl: With the referee down Aaron Black is in the ring... Sparks manages to stun Corin and hold him from behind... BLACK IS GOING TO USE HIS CAST... OHHHH NOOOOO Corin ducked and Black hit Sparks!!!!! Sparks is out cold.... Referee starting to come to... RAPPERS DELIGHT ON BLACK... Black rolls out of the ring.. Corin covers Sparks... ref is back... 1....2....3!!! Corin does it again!
Finkel: Here is your winner...GCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION.... SHIOOOOOO CORRRRINNNNNNN!!!
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Shio grabs a mic
Shio Corin: Cut my music.... Yo Bishop... dis is the Ironman of GCW? You kidding me? Dis is the guy you have lined up to try and take MY title away from me?
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Sabotage hits as Clint Bishop comes out
Bishop: You know what Shio.. I don't like you but when you're right you're right....
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Camera shows the knocked out Raiden Sparks starting to get up finally
Bishop: Raiden... I know you can hear me now.... As of late you haven't been living up to the Ironman nickname you earned at Macabre Massacre... so Next week at Fall Brawl you will have one last chance to call yourself the Ironman of GCW because your title match with Shio Corin is now and IRONMAN MATCH!!!!
::SCENE::
Bishop leaves as the crowd roars in approval... Sparks looks stunned and when he turns around to look at Shio he is hit with a Rappers Delight. The show goes off air with Shio Corin raising his title in the air over a lifeless Raiden Sparks