CWC Wrestling Episode 10

[The Right Reverend T-Bone]

Live From The Middle of Nowhere Arena, NV
July 24th, 2010

Match 1
Fatal 5 Way
Brainwave (EPW) vs. Charlie Blackwell (PCW) vs. Typhoon Vance (VWF) vs. Danny Szatkowski (PWX) vs. Jake Masterson (CWA)
-- Winner gets to face Alexander Starr later in the night.

Match 2
Single
Virus vs. Devon Chaney
-- One-Half of the first ever CWC Tag Team Champions makes a big return to CWC action, against a man who has his own Tag Title aspirations, Devon Chaney. Can The Rage gain some momentum by burying the first ever Champ in his return?


Match 3
Single
DG Poole (PWX) vs. Jeremiah Belmont (SCW)
-- DG Poole has a tough mountain to climb in Jeremiah Belmont, as he hopes to rebound into another shot at Tyler Graves.


Match 4
Single
Alexia Frost (VWF) vs. Valerie Belmont(i.c) (PWX)
-- Two high ranking women in WWR's Rankings go head to head, as Interim Tag Champion Valerie Belmont goes up against the always dangerous Alexia Frost


Match 5
Single - Hardcore - CWC Hardcore Championship
Alexander StarrZoe(c) (PrYde) vs. Match 1 Winner
-- The Champ awaits in his hardcore environment for his first defense since winning the CWC Hardcore Championship.


Pre-Main Event
Single - CWC North American Championship
Darin Zion(c) (PWX) vs. Joey K
-- In a clouded race starting with many, former Champ Rick Rampage isn;t interested in a rematch, and rival Brian Hollywood is barred from contact with Darin Zion. Joey K remains the last challenger standing, as he gets a chance at the title.


Main Event
Single - Non-Title - Dorling World Tour Match-Up
Tyler Graves(c) (VWF) vs. Dorling (SCW)
-- Dorling makes his second stop on his CWC World Tour, and the CWC World Champ Tyler Graves is the man tossed in front of him. Will Dorling storm on through or will Graves derail the World Tour?


1 RP Per Person
Deadline is Friday, July 23rd, 11:59pm CST

[The Right Reverend T-Bone]

The Viking King wakes up, head on his desk. He was hung over. He knocks over the bottle of wisky he passed out on. It's dark and smelly in his room, the only light coming from the computer screen at his desk. He looks at it again, reading it, making sure last night wasn't a dream. It wasn't. The bad news scrawled upon his computer screen wasn't a dream, but a nightmare come true.



He picks up the phone and dials.

VK: It's The Viking King. Cancel the show. What do you mean it starts in 3 minutes? The Viking King wants that show canceled!

The Viking King whips his phone across the room. It shatters against the wall....


.........



CWC Intro. Boom. The CWC Logo flashes across the screen.

Big Stonehenge: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to CWC Wrestling Episode 10! I'm The Big Stonehenge, alongside my always Sexy partner, Jack!

Sexy Jack: That is right! I'm bringing sexy back...cause my name is sexy Jack!

Big Stonehenge: Let's send it backstage to the new host of our show, Mr. Executive Brian Hollywood. Brian how are you doing today?

Hollywood: Well-

Suddenly someone bumps into him, spilling his energy drink on Hollywood's suit.

Hollywood: What the fuck!

Typhoon Vance was the man who bumped into Hollywood. Vance was in deep conversation with his valet, and didn't notice.

Vance: Hey. You got your expensive suit in my drink.

Hollywood: You need to watch where you're going!

Vance: Says who?

Hollywood: Says the new host of CWC Wrestling.

Vance: Ha! Like you have any power. Come on babe-

Brian Hollywood grabs Typhoon Vance before he could walk away.

Hollywood: You have a match tonight right? Well, I order you to participate with one hand tied behind your back.

Vance: You can't do that!

Hollywood: I just did. Now get out of here before I get security to throw your ass out of the building.

Typhoon Vance is pissed, but his valet drags him away.

Hollywood: As host of CWC Wrestling, I am given certain, creative privilages to make the show better. I just made that loser a star! As your host of CWC I will take this show to heights previously unseen. That's, an Executive Promise. Back to you guys.

Cut back to Big Stonehenge and Sexy Jack at the desk.

Big Stonehenge: Brian Hollywood of PWX now has a seat of power in CWC. What will that mean for the future? Only time can tell.

Sexy Jack: I got word that we are having a special match-

Inside of the ring, we see the four local jobbers performing a very odd dance about something. The crowd is stunned to see this, as Nathan Wisdom introduces the four.

Nathan Wisdom: Now entering the ring, at a combined weight of 848 pounds… Big Brad, Steve Hardkore, Ed McWild, and Mighty Midas…THE LOCALS!

Sexy Jack: This might be faster than a fat ass running down the street for some popsicles.

Four men are seen in the backstage area, all painted green, with colored cloth over the eyes, and plastic shells on their backs. It seems like they are talking battle strategy.

Mikey: So that has it then? Leo, you are going to be starting the match off and we will do some quick tags to tire them out and then Donny will come in and finish them off.

Ralphy: But Mikey, I’m scared. What if they start to bully me and I can’t tag you guys in?

Donny: Then maybe your balls will drop and you might actually stand a chance against them.

Leo: Dudes, I think I got the clap.

Mikey: Dude, we said to keep your genitalia out of the women and focus on the match beforehand!

Leo: I didn’t have sex with a woman…

Ralphy: You banged a dude!?!

Leo: No, you pansy. I banged a turtle.

Donny: When the hell does a turtle carry the clap?

Leo: Beats me, but we will see once the babies are born.

Mikey: ENOUGH! We got a match, so let’s do this. Turtles on three!

The four men placed their hands onto each other, with Ralphy placing a towel over Leo’s hand and then placing his on top of the towel, not wanting to take any chances of catching the disease.

Turtles: ONE! TWO! THREE! TURTLES!

”Teenage Mutant Wrestling Turtlers” kicks in and Ralphy, Leo, Donny, and Mikey all sprint down to the ring in high flying action.

Nathan Wisdom: And their opponents, from the Sewers of New York, at a combined weight of 921 pounds…Ralphy, Leo, Donny, and Mikey…The Teenage Mutant Turtle Squad!!

Sliding into the ring, the Locals try to sneak attack them, only to get hit by Mikey’s nun-chuks. Without the match even starting all four of the Locals are already out cold. Each “turtle” hops onto one of the four Locals, and the referee starts the count before the bell even rings.

One!
Two!
Three!

Nathan Wisdom: ...Uh…here are your winners, the Teenage Mutant Turtle Squad!

Sexy Jack: What the fuck just happened?

Big Stonehenge: Uhhh...

Sexy Jack: What the fuck just happened? Are we being punk'd? Are we in VWF? Fuck this shit, I'm gonna go plaster my brains on the wall...

The turtles wave to the fans before heading backstage, where they would be seeing their sensei Kutter and getting some slices of pizza for their not so hard earned victory.





Big Stonehenge: So.....Earlier tonight we saw the arrival CWC's newest superstar...CWA's own Vivid Gore Champion, PrimeTime Jake Masterson. Let's take a look....

The scene cuts to earlier in the night as a stretch white limo pulls into the arena. It stops and we see a huge black man step out the front seat. The man turns out to be Manservant Anthony. He has a red carpet in his hand and he lays it down from the limo all the way to the entrance of the arena. The camera pans to see the red velvet carpet unravel on the floor and take its place. Several moments later the door opens up and we see the three beautiful PrimeTime Pets exit all wearing high heels and looking gorgeous for this groundbreaking event of Jake Masterson making his CWC debut. They are all in tight short red dresses and come out and step to the side. Finally we see white shoes and out exits PrimeTime Jake Masterson. He is wearing a white suit with a red shirt. He has a champagne glass in one hand and smiles as he comes out. He looks around and yells.

PrimeTime: "PrimeTime is HERE!"

Suddenly Kyle Bacon runs to get a interview.

Kyle Bacon: "PrimeTime here you are, the 11th hour of your debut in CWC, how do you feel?"

PrimeTime looks at him and then looks away. He pauses and ignores the question. He continues to walk down the velvet carpet as the interviewer chases down behind him still trying to get his scoop.

Kyle Bacon: "PrimeTime, do you have any strategies going into this fatal 5 way?"

PrimeTime looks again at the young interviewer and sighs, he continues his walk....Meanwhile the reporter once again runs behind him. PrimeTime turns to Anthony and nods. This time the reporter is met with a swift right hook sending him to the floor in a daze. PrimeTime continues walking while the young reporter is laid out behind himl. Right before PrimeTime walks through the door he stops and turns around. He walks over to the dazed reporter and squats down. PrimeTime points to his watch. The camera glares at the Rolex. PrimeTime continue to point at the watch.

PrimeTime: "Look at the time, the show hasn't started yet. PrimeTime is OFF the clock right now. You want a interview? Show PrimeTime the god damn money."

With that PrimeTime pours the champagne all over the interviewer and then threws the cup on his chest. He snaps his fingers as Anthony and the PrimeTime Pets follow him in the building. PrimeTime can be heard saying one last thing.

PrimeTime: "Stupid pissant!"

With that the scene cuts back to the commentators ringside.

Big Stonehenge: There you have it ladies and gentleman. A dispicable act by PrimeTime Jake Masterson

Sexy Jack: Hey you can't blame him, the man takes his cash seriously.

Big Stonehenge: He's an asshole.

Sexy Jack: I didn't disagree with that point.

Big Stonehenge: Well, PrimeTime is going to be on the clock now, as it's time for our first match!

Match 1

Jake Masterson and Danny Szatkowski are already inside of the ring. The lights in the arena dim and a soft red glow comes over the stage. Skillet's "Monster" begins to play with the bridge of the song saying "Sometimes I feel like a MONSTER!" and then fades into the beginning of the song. Typhoon Vance appears from backstage; a black hoodie covers the top of his head, and is unzipped. He screams loudly as a pyro blast goes off and the hood flips back over his shoulders.

Nathan Wisdom: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Mobile, Alabama! Weighing in at 320 pounds…he is “The Beast from the Southeast” Typhoon Vance!

Sexy Jack: Well, according to this stipulation Brian Hollywood handed him earlier in the night, Vance is going to be forced to have one of his hands tied behind his back.

Vance excitedly makes way down to the ring before entering the ring. The referee quickly brings Typhoon Vance towards him and ties his left hand behind his back. Charlie Robison's My Hometown begins to play, which gets a small pop from the fans. Charlie Blackwell walks out with his fiancée and valet Kenzie Blair. He waves to the fans before making his way down the ramp, giving a few fans a high five on his way.

Nathan Wisdom: From New Braunsfel, Texas…weighing in at 185 pounds, Charlie Blackwell!

Blackwell slides into the ring, as his love interest Kenzie Blair walks towards the corner closest to where Blackwell was doing his warm ups in. "Judith" by A Perfect Circle plays over the speaker system, prompting the arrival of BrainWave.

Nathan Wisdom: Introducing next, from Warsaw, Poland! Weighing in at 99 kilos…he is the “Ice Cold Menace”, BrainWave!

No pomp-and-circumstance, no extravagance, BrainWave merely walks down to the ring, taking the steps up to the apron before stepping through into the ring. The referee asks if all five wrestlers are ready, and then calls for the bell.

Big Stonehenge: Well, we are underway!

Sexy Jack: My money is on Shitowski.

Instantly, all four of the competitors jump the much bigger Typhoon Vance, who looks to be defenseless in the outburst of strikes he was given from his opponents. However, using his strength, he pushes all four of the men off of him, much to the crowd’s awe. The four scramble to their feet, knowing they are not up to the standards to face Vance in a head on fight. Masterson breaks up the short alliance by clocking BrainWave in the back and Blackwell follows with a right hand to the face of Szatkowski. Vance watches on, before growing impatient and taking his anger out on Charlie Blackwell by running straight into the inexperienced wrestler.

Big Stonehenge: I think I’ll take the dude that just got trucked.

Sexy Jack: Why? I have more wrestling ability in my fingernail then he does in his whole body.

Big Stonehenge: Hey, big things come in small packages.

Sexy Jack: That’s what she said.

Big Stonehenge: Nice one.

Back inside the ring, we see Danny Szatkowski quickly take advantage of Typhoon’s distraction by drilling him with a Chop Block to knock him down. Jake Masterson is seen dumping BrainWave over the top rope. He is quick to go to the top rope, ready to leap. However, Danny Szatkowski pushes Masterson, who goes falling and lands hard onto the steps.

Big Stonehenge: He’s gonna feel that in the morning.

Szatkowski turns around to see Typhoon Vance waiting for him. Vance grabs Danny’s neck and flings him over the top rope. However, Szatkowski grabs the top rope and holds on, as Typhoon celebrates in the ring. Climbing up top, he yells at Vance, who turns around to meet a Flying Missile Dropkick. Jumping to his feet, he taunts at the crowd, as he does not notice Charlie Blackwell, who gives Szatkowski a Double Axe Handle Smash to the back of his neck, knocking him down. Instead of attempting a quick pinfall, inexperience kicks in and Blackwell goes to the top rope, waiting for Typhoon Vance to get up. As soon as Vance does, Blackwell goes flying in the air with an attempted Flying Crossbody. However, he gets caught by Typhoon, who lifts the much lighter Blackwell into the air.

Sexy Jack: This can’t be good!

Big Stonehenge: Can I change my pick?

Masterson and BrainWave are regaining their health outside. They both turn around to see Blackwell come crashing down towards them. All three men fall to the ground, causing the crowd to give a nice pop from the move. Talking trash to the three men on the ground, Typhoon Vance does not notice that Danny Szatkowski is recovering from the attack from Blackwell. Noticing that Vance is showboating his move, Szatkowski is quick to take advantage of Vance’s arrogance and charges him from behind and rolling him up for a pinfall!

One!
Two!
Three!

Vance kicks out right after the three count and Danny hightails it out of the ring as the referee calls for the bell.

Sexy Jack: Oh yeah! Got a streak going.

Nathan Wisdom: Here is your winner, Danny Szatkowski!

The referee slides out of the ring and raises Szatkowski’s hand, who is in utter shock that the surprise move actually worked. Walking up the ramp, he celebrates his much earned victory, walking backstage.

...


( The scene shifts from ringside as we begin to see 'The Rage' Devon Chaney and Doomsday sitting in Rage's locker room.  Rage is getting the rest of his ring attire on as Doomsday can be heard saying...)

Doomsday:  So you ready to go out there and show the world the old you is back?

( Rage raises his head while he continues lacing his boots...)

Rage:  Man I was ready to show the world what I can do the moment that redhead invited me to her place.  Bad thing is, she had NO cameras...of any kind.

Doomsday:  That sucks.  Wait.  Redhead? You mean the one from the club?

Rage:  Yeah.  Dude.  Holy shit she was fun in bed.

Doomsday:  I'd imagine.  She's a red head after all.  Means she can hold her alcohol and no doubt she's good at more private matters.

Rage:  So hey man I was thinking about that night and I realize I never really gave you a proper thanks for wanting to help me with my problems.

Doomsday:  Don't mention it man.  In fact you really want to thank me, you'll go out there and you'll win that match.

Rage:  Don't worry dude, I have no plans of losing this contest.  Besides a guy like that beating me would be like Hades beating Hercules, even in fairytales that shit don't happen.

Doomsday:  Do you want me to come to ringside with you?

(Rage is finally done getting his attire on, he stands up and replies...)

Rage:  No thanks bud.  I appreciate your offer and everything but tonight I just want to give myself the chance to prove I'm back for real.

Doomsday:  I understand man.  I'll be watching from back here and I tell ya man, you win this and you may be setting yourself up for another title shot in the near future.

Rage:  I hope so Doom.  Besides Starr and myself have been back and forth trying to work out a way to get in on a tag team title contest but until he either loses the hardcore title or drops it, we can't challenge Nightmare Inc.

Doomsday:  Ya know something though.  This is a good way for you two to perfect your team before you're ever asked to show, if you're already a well oiled machine what else do you need to do?

Rage:  Agreed.

( A knock comes at the door, "Your match is next Devon.")

Rage:  I'm on my way out there now.  Hey man, just chill in here and I'll be back after I win that shit.

Doomsday:  Good.  I'm gonna call some friends of mine, set up a celebration party after this show is over.

Rage:  Sounds good dude, see you after the match.

Doomsday:  See ya then.

( Rage exits his room and heads for ringside as the scene fades back to ringside...)

Match 2

Nathan Wisdom: The following is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, representing OWC, "The Rage" Devon Chaney!!

Chaney's music hits as he comes out to a chorus of boos.

Nathan Wisdom: And his opponent, from Your Computer...VIRUS!!!

Virus comes rocking out from behind the curtain. He runs down to the ring slapping hands with the fans.

Big Stonehenge: Virus makes his return to a CWC ring tonight! Remember he was one-half of the original CWC Tag Team Champions.

Devon Chaney is the first one to get things started, grappling with Virus and whips him into the ropes. Virus ducks a clothesline from Chaney and bounces of the ropes to come back and hit Chaney with a clothesline of his own. Virus attempts to hit Devon with a shining wizard as he's getting up from the mat, but Devon dodges it just in time, rolling away and outside of the ring.

Chaney stares at Virus, while the referee counts to one and Devon slides back into the ring. Virus goes for a forearm smash, but Devon saw it coming from a mile away and counters by hitting Virus with some knee thrusts to the midsection. Chaney bounces off the ropes and flies at Virus with his forearm.

Big Stonehenge: Oh man! Virus just took a shot right to the face!

Devon Chaney drags Virus to his feet and irish whips Virus towards the ropes and tries to connect with The Snapshot but Virus counters hitting Devon with a knee buster.

Sexy Jack: Virus manages to stop the snapshot, while bashing Devon Chaneys face into his knee at the same time!

Big Stonehenge: It's way too soon in the match to be trying to hit a big move like that, Jack. Devon Chaney is going to have to try a little bit harder.

Virus grabs a hold of Chaney and grabs his head and lays him down flat with a swinging neckbreaker, Virus now gaining the upper hand climbs on top of Chaney and begins to fire punches left and right with Chaney trying to block the blows and the referee having to break it up. Devon Chaney gets to his feet quickly as well as Virus, the two quickly grapple up with one another, but trying to gain the edge, and Virus knees Devon in the mid section and takes control. He takes down Chaney with a DDT and gets down on the mat to try and get the pinfall.

1...

2- kick out, with Chaney kicking out with ease.

Sexy Jack: Not even close with that attempt!

Virus tries to pick up Chaney, but Devon reverses it quickly, rolling up Virus in a schoolboy pin, catching him by surprise.

1..

2..

Virus kicks out with the referees hand midway between 2 and 3.

Virus tries to get up off the mat, but Devon kicks Viruses legs out from underneath him knocking him flat on his back. Chaney bounces off the ropes for momentum and hits Virus with a leg drop. Virus goes for another pin.

1..

2..

Another kick out. Devon picks Virus up off the mat, and nails him with The Newsflash leaving Virus down on the mat vunerable to attack. Chaney takes a little extra time to cover his opponent.

Big Stonehenge: This is it, there is no way that Virus is kicking out of the newsflash.

The referee drops down and starts the count.

1...

2...

3--NO!
Virus barely gets his shoulder up and Chaney can't believe it! He starts arguing with the ref, keeping his back turned to Virus. Virus takes the oppourtunity and gets behind Devon and nails him with a reverse DDT! Virus doesn't stop there as he jumps on top of the turnbuckle and hits Devon with a shooting star press! He lands on top of him for the pin, and the ref is in place to count it.

1...

2...

KICKOUT

Virus slaps the mat in frustration and gets to his feet, Chaney starts fighting Virus back with punches to the head, backing him into the corner, and with one good punch he knocks Virus into the corner, slumped against the ropes. Devon starts hitting Virus with some stinging kinfe edged chops. Virus begins to fightback with chops of his own. Devon attacks aggressively, but Virus is able to counter over him and pin him with a sunset flip! The ref hits the mat again!

1...

2...

Devon Chaney is able to kick out of it without too much of a problem.

Sexy Jack: I can't believe these guys, Stonehenge, they're giving it all they've got and neither one can finish it!

Both competitors are trying to get to their feet, Chaney gets up first, going to whip Virus into the ropes, with Virus bouncing off the ropes he nails Chaney right in the face with infected!

Big Stonehenge: Oh man! What a superkick right to the jaw!

Sexy Jack: And it looks like now Virus is getting ready to finish him off, he's climbing the ropes, it looks like he's going for The Cure.

Virus leaps off the rope and hits Chaney cleanly with a 630 degree Senton off the top rope. The crowd is going crazy they're sure that he's got this one won now. The referee drops down and counts the pin.

1...

2...

THR-NO!!

Sexy Jack: The crowd can't believe it! Chaney barely got his shoulder up in time!

Big Stonehenge: The fans don't believe it, I can't believe it, and I'm pretty sure that Virus can't believe it either!

Virus looking to finish up the match once and for all, starts setting Devon up for what looks like to be a brainbuster suplex, but can't quite seem to get Chaney off of the mat, after two attempts to get Chaney over his head, Devon reverses it into a verticle suplex, taking Virus down to the mat hard, both competitors take their time getting to their feet, and both of them getting up at the same time. Virus comes at Devon Chaney with his signature move the computer crash, but Chaney blocks it with a hard shot to Viruses torso, knocking him back, allowing Devon to get him in the trendsetter!

Big Stonehenge: Oh boy, Jack, this one is over if Devon hits the trendsetter!

Virus tries to fight his way out of it, but Devon Chaney starts to overpower Virus, and he nails him with the trendsetter, leaving him out flat on the mat. Chaney drops down for the pin.

Sexy Jack: Is he going to be able to kick out of this one?

1...

2...

3!

The referee slaps his hand down for the third time, declaring Devon Chaney the winner.

Sexy Jack: He did it!

Big Stonehenge: That was a great showing from both men tonight, Devon Chaney just barely getting the edge over Virus tonight.



T-Bone is in his office. His door flies open and it's The Viking King!

T-Bone: Yo bossman.

VK: The Viking King demands this show be canceled.

T-Bone: Canceled? Bossman, it's already started. We're being filmed right now!

VK: The Viking King has huge problems. Hey. Did The Viking King say you could film The Viking King? No? Then get out of The Viking King's arena!!!

The Viking King attacks the cameraman. The camera drops to the ground. Now all you could see is T-Bone's and Viking King's shoe tops.

T-Bone: Dude, calm done. It's chill alright?

VK: Alright? The Viking King is spending massive amounts of The Viking King's money on this! Where is the return? The Viking King demands it now!

T-Bone: Dude you gotta talk with the business office, not me. Here crack open a beer, and enjoy the show!

Glass breaking and stomping can be heard. The camera is kicked out of the room until it's cut.

Big Stonehenge: What the hell was that all about?

Sexy Jack: Our mega boss is pissed, and that's not good.

Big Stonehenge: it's time for our next match!

[The Right Reverend T-Bone]

Match 3

Nathan Wisdom: introducing first, representing PWX, DG Poole!!!

DG Poole comes out to his music.

Nathan Wisdom: And his opponent, from SCW, please welcome Jeremiah Belmont!!!!

Jeremiah Belmont comes out panders to the fans and slides into the ring.

Big Stonehenge: Referee Morgan presiding.

The bell sounds and Devon and Jeremiah lock up to get the match going. Jeremiah over powers Darin to no one surprise but Devon quickly gets back to his feet after being thrown to the mat with impact. Jeremiah chops him across the chest then sweeps him off his feet and body slams him to the mat. Jeremiah scraps his boot across Devons face and does it a second time before he is stomped in the thigh by him. Jeremiah grasps his thigh as Devon from the ground stomps at his knee, sending him falling to them. Devon gets up and after bouncing off the ropes drops a knee into Jeremiahs face. Which makes him fall back onto the mat holding his jaw. Devon looks for the pin early:

ONE!

TWO!!

Kickout!

Jeremiah throws him off and rubs his jaw one more time before slowly getting to his feet, but Devon meets him just as he does but is caught by Jeremiah and Jeremiah hits a belly to belly suplex, forcing Devon to the mat once more. Jeremiah decides not to stop there as he lifts Devon to his feet and wraps him up with a bear hug. Devon fights it off at first but Jeremiah takes the shot to the face and only adds more strength to his clutch. Devon bigs to fade away after many seconds of having the breath squeezed out of him. The ref begins lifting his arm up: one! His arm falls limply down: TWO!. It falls down for a second time but as it almost falls a 3rd he pulls it up and drops his elbow nicely onto Jeremiahs collarbone. Jeremiah releases his grasps and Devon ruthlessly stomps at his knees once more. Jeremiah goes to wrap him up again but with quick thinking Devon avoids it and jabs Jeremiah in the face. Then hits a punch combo with about 4 well placed punches to his face. Jeremiah collapses and uses the ropes as leverage. Devon charges but is flipped over the top rope:

One!

Two!

Three!!

Four!!!!

Devon finally slides back into the ring but Jeremiah stomps him in the back as soon as he does. Jeremiah rolls him over and jumps onto his body with an elbow drop. Then covers:

One!

Two!

Thre-HE GETS HIS SHOULDER UP.

Jeremiah shakes his head but nicely keeps his composure. Devon rolls over and grabs his foot as Jeremiah tries to shake him off but is wrestled to the ground perfectly. Devon begins punching him in his face once more but is pushed away. Devon hits him in the gut with a toe kick and follows up as he jumps up and prepares to splash onto Jeremiah, but smart thinking makes Jeremiah put his knees up and Devons ribs take all the damage. Both men lay on the mat struggling to get up. Jeremiahs knees seem to be his issue after the kicks they’ve taken. Devon lies on the mat holding his ribs grimacing as the ref must start the count:

ONE![Still both men struggle around the ring.]

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR![Devon gets to his knees.]

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN

Devon gets to his feet stopping the count… Then Jeremiah follows suit as both men, struggling for air stare down one another, in this heated contest.

Big Stonehenge: The fans are willing these men back to their feet.

Jeremiah grabs Poole and whips him against the ropes. He ducks a clothesline and rolls Belmont up! Belmont rolls through back to his feet, and DG Poole grabs him from behind. Reality Lock!!! Belmont is thrust to the ground knocking the wind out of him...Poole cranks the hold...Referee Morgan waves it off!

Sexy Jack: It's over!! DG Poole has choked out Jeremiah Belmont!

DG Poole releases the hold as he stands up. The referee raises his hand.

Nathan Wisdom: The winner of the match, DG Poole!!

The cameras cut to the backstage area where we can see Rick Rampage walking around rather casually. He was not scheduled to be here tonight, but still he showed up. The cameras get closer and as they do, Lorie McWiggletits arrives on the scene with a microphone in hand.

Lorie McWiggletits: Rick; Rick; can I have a word?

Rick Rampage: Not right now, Lorie.

Lorie McWiggletits: Rick, it will only take a couple of seconds.

Rick Rampage: Alright, Lorie; go ahead and ask. Let me guess, how does it feel to no longer be a champion? How does it feel to no longer be the CWC North American Champion? How does it feel to no longer be the man you claim to be? How does it feel to no longer SET the Golden Standard? Do I have the questions pretty well summed up?

There is an awkward silence between the two as Lorie stands there, almost afraid to reply; knowing what happened the last time that she angered the massive wrestler.

Lorie McWiggletits: I wouldn’t say that exactly. I was just wondering, why you declined the rematch that you had in your contract? Why aren’t you going out there tonight and trying to take back the championship that you helped establish as one of the most prestigious championships in the world?

Rick Rampage: Look Lorie; that championship and I were together for a long time. I love that championship more than anything in this world. I hate seeing Darin Zion parading around with it around his waist.

Lorie McWiggletits: Then why aren’t you out there tonight and taking it back?

Rick Rampage: Because Lorie, what I did with that championship is special. I held it for almost an entire year. That’s something no other singles champion in the history of the CWC can say. I built that title up and made it what it is today. Now, if I were to go after that title again, I’d have to know that I could surpass my legendary achievement, and not even I can say I could do it again.
Lorie McWiggletits: Well, if you aren’t going to try and regain your title, then what’s next?

Rick Rampage: I haven’t quite decided yet. Losing my title and having been on the losing streak that I’ve been on has made me take a few steps back. I’ve had to re-evaluate my situation and place in the CWC; and when I look at who I’ve been here; I don’t like it.

Lorie McWiggletits: What do you mean?

Rick Rampage: I was a pawn in a war between Sean Prime and T-Bone. I completely destroyed a man’s career. Since that time, my career has begun to waver. I went on a massive losing streak and then I lost my title.

Lorie McWiggletits: Okay, so what are you trying to say?

Rick Rampage: What I am trying to say is that when I look back at who I was over the past couple of months, I don’t like what I see; and I think deep down inside, I knew it from the very beginning. I think that’s why my in ring performances began to suffer and I think that’s why I am no longer the CWC North American Champion.

Lorie McWiggletits: So basically, you had an epiphany?

Rick Rampage: You can say that. I stand before you a humbled man that has a lot of thinking and self-evaluating to do before he steps into the ring again. I’ve got to rebuild myself from the ground up and not just be the wrestler I know I can be, but the man I know I can be as well.

Lorie McWiggletits: So, once you do that; do you have any idea of what you’re going to do or whom you might be going after?

Rick Rampage: No Lorie, I don’t. All I can tell you is that when I come back and set foot in the ring, it will be surreal.

Lorie McWiggletits: Alright Rick, I know the CWC management is anxious for you to return.

Rick Rampage: Well, they’ll just have to wait.

With that said, Rick just walks away, the camera following him until he disappears around a corner. The camera then pans back over to Lorie, who is just standing there with a slightly bewildered look on her face. Her expression said it all; did that really just happen? Was this the same Rick Rampage; or was a new era, in a so far successful career, now beginning.



Match 4

The introduction music to “You Spin Me Around” hits the arena as Alexia’s blue, purple, and silver spot lights run over random parts of the crowd. They start going insane. Alexia’s blue, silver, and purple colored pyrotechnics shot off at the top of the ramp, leaving the usual colored smoke behind. It was from that smoke that Alexia and Cerb suddenly appear. As soon as the smoke clears, Alexia and Cerb are hit by three spot lights, one of each color. The rest continue to rush over the dark arena. Once the lights hit her, the crowd goes ballistic with their usual mixed reaction. They reach the ring and Alexia stops, turns and hops up backwards, to perch on the edge of it, crossing one leg over the other. She pats the space next to her and Cerb jumps up. She then spins and slides under the bottom rope and into the ring, Cerb crawling under it right next to her. From there she climbs each turnbuckle, and displays her usual “rock on” sign with both hands. She back flips off the last one, landing in the center of the ring, the music cutting out suddenly at the same time She hands Cerb out of the ring and paces waiting for her victim.

Nathan Wisdom: Please welcome, representing VWF, one-half of The Expert's True Tag Team Champions, Alexia Frost!!!

Kamelot's "Ghost Opera" plays over the speakers and the lights turn purple, blue and green. The song kicks in, blasting over the speakers, and the lights flash around the arena crazily, and smokes come up from the ramp. Through the haze appears Valerie Belmont to the cheers of the crowd, her PWX Next Generation Championship around her waist and her tag belt buckled around her left shoulder. She waits until Roy Khan's vocals come in before making her way down the ramp, catching hands with some of the fans as she heads down to the ring. She walks over to the steps nearest the announce table, still catching hands with fans, and bounds the steel steps, and use the momentum to bounce over the top rope and into the ring, and then onto the middle turnbuckle. She holds her right hand at shoulder height for a few seconds in a devil horn before jumping back down and walking to her corner as the music fades out.

Nathan Wisdom: And her opponent, from SCW, she is the interim one-half of the CWC World Tag Team Champions, Valerie Belmont!!!

Big Stonehenge: Big match up here, could be a show stealer.

Sexy Jack: Both women are versed well with tag team wrestling. I can only assume both women are versed in tag teaming the bedroom. Threesome anyone?

Big Stonehenge: What about blow jobs?

Sexy Jack: Word.

The ref checks both women for weapons then calls for the bell. The two move to lock up but Alexia ducks out at the last minute and slashes Valerie with an eye rake. Valerie growls and swings at Alexia, catching her in the side of her head. Valerie then grabs Alexia and hits her with a DDT, gets up and stomps on her. Alexia rolls away, gets up and clotheslines Valerie before she can respond. Valerie hits the mat and Alexia picks her up, throwing her into the ropes, and hitting her with a round house. Valerie stumbles back, but doesn't go down as Alexia moves to attack again, Valerie counters and connects a suplex, but Alexia wraps her legs around her and they both go down. Once more they roll apart and Alexia is up first, hitting Valerie with a spear, and knocking her down. She quickly gets up, hits the ropes and connects a lionsault. She picks Valerie up and throws her into the ropes, Valerie hits a spinning heel kick on Alexia from the rebound then grabs her and hits her with a series of forearms strikes. Alexia grabs her and hits her modified Russian leg sweep by balancing on one leg, put the other one forward, and hooked her foot around the back of Valerie's leg. She pulled her leg back and Valerie went down backwards, she tried to take Alexia down with her but she leaps forward tucked and rolled to get out of it. Alexia stands from her roll and delivers a series of kicks to Valerie's head, mostly to her temples. She stops and pushes Valerie, rolling her over to her stomach. Alexia then drops to her knees, slamming them into Valerie's back, connecting them into her shoulder blades. She hooks Valerie's upper arms with her own, and hooks her legs around Valerie's, then she pulls, wrenching Valerie's arms and legs backwards, arching Valerie's back, harder into Alexia's knees. Valerie winces in pain and Alexia pulls harder, forcing her to bend backwards.

Sexy Jack: Alexia's keeping her promise to Valerie from earlier. She is trying to force Valerie to scream with her Cheshire Goddess, but Belmont isn't giving Alexia anything!

Big Stoneheng: I bet you want to be the one to make Valerie scream don’t you?

Sexy Jack: Yes but I’m scared of Jeremiah Belmont.

Big Stonehenge: Pussy!

Sexy Jack: I'd like to make Alexia scream too. I tried that once. She kicked my ass.

Big Stonehenge: What were you trying to do?

Sexy Jack: ...

Alexia starts to wrench on Valerie now, continuing the pull on the other woman's limbs, forcing her to bend in a way that no body was actually meant to bend. Valerie doesn't give any, holding her discomfort in with only a wince. Alexia now bends her own body backwards, practically laying on her own legs, pulling as hard as she possibly can, Valerie being close to being bent in two. Unable to take it anymore, Valerie screams out her pain, and the sound fills the entire arena. The test of wills won, Alexia grins evilly and instantly releases Valerie's arms. Like a slingshot Valerie's upper body flies forward and slams into the mat, her face hitting it with a sickening crunch. Alexia sits on Valerie's legs and cackles cruelly, rolls Valerie onto her back and climbs the nearest corner. She leaps, for a corkscrew leg drop, but Valerie manages to roll leaving Alexia to connect with nothing but the mat. A roar of pain from Alexia as Valerie slowly reaches up to the ropes to help herself stand. Alexia is slowly working her way up, without the aid of the ropes, her back to Valerie. It's Valerie that's standing first, and she makes a move on Alexia, Grabbing her and throwing her into the corner. Alexia hits it, and Valerie is right on her tail with a running knee strike to Alexia's lower back. The redhead turns Alexia around, slaps her and slams her knee into the Goddess' midsection several times. She pulls Alexia out of the corner, kicks her in the midsection, and then picks her up for a gutwrench powerbomb, slamming Alexia into the mat. She hooks Alexia's leg and goes for the cover.

Sexy Jack: Valerie Belmont hits Alexia with Lamb to the Slaughter, and going for the cover on Alexia.

Big Stonehenge: Will Alexia kick out??

The ref makes the count, 1...2, kickout at the two, as Alexia throws her shoulder up, punching Valerie in the process, and splitting open her cheek causing it to bleed a bit. Alexia rolls away as Valerie attempts to hit her back. Alexia slowly gets to her feet and Valerie grabs her, sending her to the ropes and hitting her with a clothesline on the rebound. She drops and Valerie keeps running hitting the ropes and connecting her own lionsault. Alexia cries out, a sick grin on her face as she does, and Valerie grabs her by the hair, and picks her up. She throws Alexia back into a corner, leaps to the second set of ropes and starts hitting her with the ten punches. The fans count with her as she attacks Alexia, "One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!" Alexia scoops Valerie up, setting her on her shoulders, and takes a step or two out of the corner. Then with all her force she falls back and Valerie goes flying towards the corner, hitting the turnbuckles and only narrowly missing hitting the outside post with her head. Alexia backs up and runs at Valerie hitting a dropkick to her back.

Sexy Jack: Big dropkick from Alexia!

Big Stonehenge: As big as her tits?

Sexy Jack: No. I don’t think there is something in this world that would be bigger than her tits!

Alexia picks Val up. Alexia hammers her with a flurry of forearms before sending her to the opposite corner. Alexia charges to her but Val lifts her boot catching Alexia in the face. Val jumps up the turnbuckle as Alexia staggers around. Shethen goes airborne and catches Alexia with a cross body dropping her to the mat. Valerie hooks the leg. The referee makes the count, 1… 2… Alexia gets her shoulder up and rolls Val over in the process and covers her. The referee again makes the count, 1… 2… kick out after two as Val pushes her off of her. Both women make it to their feet. Val attempts a haymaker but Alexia ducks it. Alexia turns Val around and hammers her with a couple of forearm shots. Alexia kicks Val in the midsection. Alexia then sets Val up for the Olympus but Val counters it with a sunset flip into a cover. The referee makes the count, 1… 2… TH… kicks out before three as Alexia quickly pushes Val off of her. Alexia quickly hits the ropes as Val rolls backward on to her knees. Alexia then returns and catches Val with a low dropkick to the face knocking her back down to the ground!

Sexy Jack: Wow that was stiff!

Big Stonehenge: What stiff are we talking about here? The one in the ring or the one under your table?

Sexy Jack: Both!

Alexia with the quick cover. The referee makes the count, 1… 2… Th… Val kicks out before three. Alexia quickly rises to her feet. She quickly runs to the ropes as Val slowly rises to her feet. Val is on her knees when Alexia returned and attempts a scissors kick that Val ducks. Val then grabs Alexia into a waist lock and attempts a German suplex but Alexia blocks it. Alexia then goes behind Val and locks her into her own waist lock. Alexia attempts a German suplex but Val counters it with an elbow to the side of the head of Alexia. Alexia tries to fight back by hitting Val with a couple of forearms to the back of her head but Val retaliates with a few more elbow to the side of the head that eventually made Alexia release the hold on Val. Alexia staggers as she tries to keep herself on her vertical base when Val launches herself into a Pele catching Alexia with it right on the temple knocking her down to the mat.

Sexy Jack: What a Pele kick from Valerie Belmont and Alexia’s back on the ground again!

Big Stonehenge: There’s something about that last statement that sounds so right…

Sexy Jack: Alexia on the ground? Yeah I thought so too.

Valerie kips up and runs the corner. She sprints up before launching herself into a moonsault landing right on top of Alexia. She covers her hooking the leg. The referee makes the count, 1… 2… but Alexia gets the shoulder up. Val quickly rises to her feet. She’s measuring up Alexia as Alexia slowly climbs to her feet. Alexia makes it on one knee as Valerie charges to her. Valerie attempts a Shining Wizard but Alexia managed to rise to her vertical base just in time to catch Valerie with a decapitating lariat knocking her down to the mat. Alexia quickly goes for the cover. The referee makes the count, 1… 2… but Val quickly kicks out. She pushes Alexia off of her and rises to her feet. Alexia climbs to her feet as well as Val grabs her by the head and hits her with a forearm. Alexia retaliates and hits Valerie with a forearm of her own. Val fires back with a right hand. Alexia fires back with another forearm. Val fires back with a punch but Alexia catches her hand. Alexia then pulls Val and hits a knee to the midsection doubling Val over. Alexia then sets Val up between her legs and drops her to the mat with a Corkscrew Piledriver!

Sexy Jack: Corkscrew Piledriver! Alexia hits the Corkscrew Piledriver! That should be it!

Big Stonehenge: Might not want to get too excited. This is a new suit right here.

Sexy Jack: What are you talking about?

Alexia rolls Val over and covers her. The referee makes the count, 1… 2… kick out by Val before three as we can see the frustration on Alexia’s face. She stomps Val twice in the stomach before running to the ropes and bouncing off of it. Alexia then leaps into the air and clasps her hands into a double axe handle as she lands right on top of Val’s chest before slamming her clasped hands onto Val’s diaphragm! The Invocation connected! Alexia then goes for the cover. The referee makes the count, 1… 2… BUT VAL STILL KICKS OUT! This made Alexia furious as she quickly rises to her feet. She sets Val up in a seated position before backing up. She then charges but Val makes it to her feet in time to catch her with a belly to belly suplex tossing her across the ring like a rag doll!

Sexy Jack: My god! The strength of Valerie Belmont! She managed to throw Alexia across the ring with that belly to belly suplex after kicking out of the Invocation!

Big Stonehenge: That’s one hell of a throw. Must hurt so bad.

Sexy Jack: I bet!

Val pulls Alexia to the middle of the ring. She covers her and hooks the leg. The referee makes the count, 1… 2… Th… ALEXIA KICKS OUT!! Valerie quickly rises to her feet. She picked Alexia up to her feet and hammers her with several kicks all over her body ending with a kick to the midsection making her double over. Valerie then sets her up for the Lamb to Slaughter but Alexia rolls out of it. Alexia fires a flurry of forearms to Val’s jaw that made Val stagger. Alexia then grabs Val and bends her over. She tosses her hair as she smirks to the crowd but the taunting vies Val enough time as she rolls Alexia into a small package! The referee makes the count, 1… 2… kick out by Alexia!

Sexy Jack: What a small package by Val but Alexia kicks out of it!

Big Stonehenge: I’m sure she’ll get a kick out of your small package too!

Sexy Jack: Hey that was uncalled for!

Big Stonehenge: And he didn’t even denied it folks!

Both women quickly rise to their feet. Alexia attempts another spear but Val catches her with a kick to the chest that made Alexia staggers. Val then kicks her in the midsection making her double over. Val then set her up between her legs but Alexia spins out of it. Alexia then grabs Val and bends Val over as she tosses her hair to the side. She then kisses Val to the delight of the men in the crowd. She then lets her go and hits her with a cartwheel kick knocking Val down to the mat. Alexia then quickly runs to the ropes and bounces off it. Alexia then leaps into the air and clasps her hand into a double axe handle. She then lands on Val’s chest and slammed her clasped hands to the diaphragm of Val! The Invocation connected! Alexia quickly rolls off Val and runs to the corner and sprints up the turnbuckle. She then back flips and lands a double foot stomp on Val’s prone body before leaping again and hitting an elbow drop to Val’s chest! The Sacrifice connected! Alexia quickly goes for the cover! The referee makes the count, 1… 2… THREE!!

Sexy Jack: I don’t think Val would be getting up from that. Alexia hits both the Invocation and the Sacrifice! That’s two of her deadliest maneuvers!

Big Stonehenge: Yup there’s no way Val would’ve gotten up from that indeed!

“You Spin My Head” by Dope plays throughout the arena as Alexia looks down on the unconscious body of Valerie Belmont. She then tosses her hair and exits the ring as she began her long victory walk to the back.

Sexy Jack: Very...very awesome walk.

Big Stonehenge: She's just walking!

Sexy Jack: Yeah, but look at that ass!

Big Stonehenge: let's send it backstage to T-Bone and Wild!

...

T-Bone: So this Dorling guy thinks he's gonna come on my show, and steal the stage? Who did we put him up against.

Wild: Graves.

T-Bone: Fuck. Who chose that idiot?

Wild: He chose himself.

T-Bone: We can't let this Dorling win, but Graves is a dumbass and will probably just pander to the fans. I hate the fa-a is that thing rolling?

The camera nods up and down.

T-Bone: Why the fuck is the camera rolling? Did I say it can roll? No? Well fucking get out!!



Match 5

We come back to the ring with Alexander Starr beating down on Danny Szatkowski in the corner of the ring.

Big Stonehenge: Ladies and gentlemen, Danny Szatkowski was making his entrance during the short break, but Starr had other plans, attacking him on the ramp. Since then Starr has been beating down his opponent.

Starr continues the beat down of Szatkowski until he is satisfied. The referee calls for the bell to officially start the match.

Sexy Jack; Now we are started.

The Champ slides under the bottom rope to start looking for something to use. Alas he found a pvc pipe. He slides back in and sizes up Szatkowski. A mighty swing and Szatkowski blocks with his forearm! It shatters against the bone.

Big Stonehenge: I think Szatkowski may regret that move.

As we can see, Szatkowski is bleeding from his arm. He ducked out of the ring to pull a chunk of pvc from it. Regaining himself he slides back into the ring. Starr pounces but Szatkowski is able to counter and lift Starr onto his shoulders. He starts spinning.

Big Stonehenge: Airplane Spin!!!

Starr slides off all dizzy, leaning against the ropes. Szatkowski picks him up from behind and dumps him over the top rope. The crowd begins to get behind him.

Sexy Jack: This match is just gonna be a brawl!

Szatkowski slides under the ring and starts beating down on Starr. He has Starr pinned against the ring as he lays a few chops across Starr's bare chest. He rolls Starr back into the ring and goes for the cover.

1...

2...-Kick out!

Big Stonehenge: Not enough.

Szatkowski brings Starr back to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Starr bounces off with a flying forearm taking Szatkowski down. Both men pop up and it's another flying forearm. Both men pop up and Starr locks Szatkowski into a quick belly-to-belly slam! Starr pops up and hits the top rope.

Sexy Jack: Starr is thinking big. Rising Starr! No, Danny Szatkowski rolls out of the way!!

Big Stonehenge: The Champ tried to put away his challenger a bit too early.

Szatkowski goes for a quick pin.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Not quite. He mounts Starr, clubing some fists down unto Starr's face. Starr rolls over giving Szatkowski his back, and he tries to lock in a rear naked choke! Starr reaches for the ropes, but the ropes don't matter. Starr flails, and gets a thumb into Szatkowski's eye. Boos from the crowd. Both men get up. Szatkowski still rubbing his eye out is put into an armbar! Starr drags him to the ropes. He takes Szatkowski's arm and whips it off the top rope. Szatkowski stumbles and Starr nails The G8!! The pin!

1...

2...

3!!!

Nathan Wisdom: The winner of this match, and still CWC Hardcore Champion, Alexander StarrZoe!!

Starr gets to celabrate much to the dismay of the fans.

Big Stonehenge: Big win tonight as Starr successfully defends his title.

Sexy Jack: Let's send it to back stage with...what the fuck is that??

The camera cuts backstage, where we see VWF’s own Lightning Yellow Ranger and Herbal Green Ranger, sitting down and reading their literature. Lightning Yellow was reading the latest edition of DC Comics, while Herbal Green had his face stuck into the newest Playboy magazine. Lightning Yellow starts to cheer loudly, as if he was actually a part of the comic book that he was reading. Herbal Green looked over at him with annoyance.

Lightning Yellow: Yes! I knew Green Lantern was going to prevail from that! Hey Herbal Green, are you ready to announce our arrival at CWC?

Herbal Green: Are you ready to shut up!?!

Lightning Yellow: Not really, but we should talk about why we are here!

Herbal Green: Yeah…you know what, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do that. This is the longest I have been without weed.

Lightning Yellow: Don’t worry! How long has it been?

Herbal Green: Fifteen minutes and I think I am dying.

Lightning Yellow: Well, we will get you a bowl after we talk to the fan base!

Herbal Green obliges to Lightning Yellow Ranger’s demand and the two place their magazines down. Using flash to hop to their feet, they start moving their hands around unnecessarily. The camera zooms in on Lightning Yellow, who does a few more poses before introducing himself.

Lightning Yellow: Hello CWC, I am the Lightning Yellow Ranger!

The camera then goes to Herbal Green, who does just as many poses as Lightning Yellow had done, except most of his seemed to be acting like he was using a bong.

Herbal Green: And I am the Herbal Green Ranger! We are the representatives of the Mighty Morphin Rasslin’ Rangers of Viking Wrestling Federation!

The camera zooms back out so that both of the Rasslin’ Rangers could be seen doing some more of their hand gestures, before one performing one final pose.

Lightning Yellow: We are here to challenge the current CWC Tag Team Champions for the belts! When the right time comes, we will be there to win those titles!

Herbal Green: And then we will have a huge after party for everyone to get baked at!

Lightning Yellow: We will be bringing those titles to VWF and showing them off to our home federation, granting us the popularity we need to perform the moves and stunts we do!

Herbal Green: And so we can get a paycheck to buy some weed!

Lightning Yellow gets out of his pose and looks at Herbal Green, who was blatantly making jokes about marijuana.

Lightning Yellow: Come now, we can’t waste all of our money on weed! We can use some of that money and donate it to a charity that could really use the money!

Herbal Green: Well, I might just buy some Twinkies then. Maybe some Cheetoh’s, it’ll all just depend on the mood I am in. Hell, I might need some tea.

Lightning Yellow: Think about the children though, Herbal Green! By giving them money, they can go and buy toys or maybe some snacks of their own!

Herbal Green Ranger shook his head in disapproval, as he did not want to have anything to do with this whole charity business, seeing as how he preferred wasting all of his money on food and weed as soon as he got a hold of it.

Herbal Green: Sorry dude, I got to get my weed. With my daily use of marijuana, I am about as worthless as a five dollar whore.

Lightning Yellow: Works for me! Anyways, we want to let Nightmare Inc. know that we are looking at coming after them and their championship gold! We are the Rasslin’ Rangers, and come to challenge you for your championship gold! It seems you have not had a tough challenger in quite some time, so we would love to give you the opportunity of a lifetime!

Herbal Green: So the next time we fight, be ready, because we are going to go balls out for those titles!

Lightning Yellow: Whenever it is, you two best be ready, as we are going to be the toughest opponents you will have faced to this very day! With that, we leave you with that! Rangers, disperse!

Throwing a smoke bomb to the ground, Lightning Yellow Ranger and Herbal Green Ranger make their departure during the foggy distraction. By the time the smoke has cleared up, the two are gone.

[The Right Reverend T-Bone]

Pre-Main

Joey K's music hits the loudspeaker.

Nathan Wisdom: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the CWC North American Championship! Introducing the challenger, the one and only, Joey K!!!

Joey comes on out from behind the curtains, focused and ready to go. A scream blasts on the PA System for a minute while the introduction to “Redemption” by Write this Down blares in the arena. Suddenly, the lights go off in the arena and a couple of blue and silver lights circle around the arena for a bit before a giant burst of pyro occurs and you see Darin Zion standing in a clothed loose hoodie with a cross on the front of it spinning down the entrance ramp. He jumps a few times and points out to the crowd and jumps up and down he's pumped, circling his wrists.

Nathan Wisdom: And his opponent, representing PWX, your CWC North American Champion...Darin Zion!!

Darin Zion walks down the ramp and slaps the hands with the audience as he comes down to the aisle. He stops; crosses his arms across his chest as he bows down and kneels to the ground and points up towards the sky. Zion then jumps up into the air and another round of pyro goes off. Zion rushes and slides under the ropes He immediately leaps up towards the top turnbuckle and forms his hands in the shape of a cross.

Big Stonehenge: As we saw a little earlier Starr successfully retained his CWC Hardcore Championship. Can Darin Zion make the Champions go two for two tonight?

Sexy Jack: Promises to be a..an interesting match I guess.

After the title is lifted high into the air in the center of the ring by the ref the bell sounds. The current champion Darin Zion wastes absolutely no time in pummeling challenger Joey K to the mat with a clothesline. Darin stomps Joeys body before letting up and allowing him back to his feet. Joey goes to wrap him up but Darin evades and jabs him a few times in his temple and swiftly kicks him in the leg a few times. Joey seems to have his work cut out for him as Darin hits a spinning heel kick that sends him reeling to the mat. Darin looks to be on fire and isn’t letting up. He stalks Joey waiting for him to get to his feet and charges once more. Joey sees this and rolls to the mat and trips Darin up. Darin smacks the mat hard and Joey begins smacking him in the back of the head before he clutches Darin into a camels clutch. Finally Joey has gained some momentum and is having some good moments in the match. Darin pries Joeys fingers apart and bounces him off his back. Both men are slow to get up and as they do they charge one another and in result land a double clothesline. Both men go to the mat but neither seems dazed as they begin rolling around punching each other as if this were some school fight. You can tell both want that NA title. Joey drops a forearm to Darins forehead which rocks him pretty good and gives Joey a chance to get to his feet. Joey catches his breath for a few moments before relentlessly beginning his attack on Darin once more. As he goes over to Darin whose lying on the mat, Darin pops up a foot that jabs Joey in the mid section. As Joey keels over a bit from the kick, Darin slings up his other boot that makes direct contact with Joeys face knocking him on his butt. Darin bounces up and… Hits a powerful Shinning Wizard that nearly takes Joeys head off his shoulders. Joey falls onto his back and Darin covers:

ONE!

TWO!!

THRE-KICKOUT!

Big Stonehenge: He gets his shoulder up just in time.

Sexy Jack: Yeah, this is some great action.

Big Stonehenge: Wouldn’t it be hilarious if Darin lost tonight?

Sexy Jack: Haha, yeah. He will have lost the North American title as fast as he got it. That’d be a new, worst record.

Joey gets his shoulder up leaving his NA title chances alive. Darin doesn’t have much reaction but continues to work on Joeys head. He holds Joeys head up by his hair and lands a few good punches to his face before dropping him back to the mat. Darin pulls Joey slowly up to his feet and as he does he hits Darin in the stomach sending him to his knees. Joey rears back and bashes his knee into Darins face but doesn’t stop as he lifts him back up and body slams him. Then runs and bounces off the ropes and goes to leg drop Darin but Darin rolls out of harms way and Joey crashes into the mat ass first.  Darin uses the ropes to pull himself up and Joey does the same. They meet in the center of the ring and Darin once more kicks him in his legs but Joey fires back with a haymaker of a punch which Darin parries. But Joey pummels him with a rushing shoulder block. Darin was close to the turn buckle and lands in position on it. Joey smirks as he sees an opportunity to do some real damage. He backs up and with full speed he splashes himself onto Darin in the corner. Darin bounces off the turnbuckle and begins walking forward in a daze and Joey capitalizes with a running Bulldog. He covers quickly:

ONE!

TWO!!

KICKOUT!

Sexy Jack: Well he once again avoids being the laughing stock of CWC.

Big Stonehenge: He’s a good wrestler, but yeah it’d be hilarious.

Darin gets his shoulder up as he surely doesn’t want to lose the title he worked so hard to get. Joey pulls him to his feet and bounces off the ropes and when he gets to Darin, Darin leaps up and drop kicks Joey in the chest. Both men fall to the mat and the ref looks at both men grasping the ropes for leverage as he starts a count:

One

Two

Three

Four

Joey gets to his feet first and as Darin crawls up Joey meets him as he does. Joey tries for another clothes line but Darin ducks and hooks Joey and connects with a powerful STO. Joey doesn’t get dazed and hangs onto Darin so he can’t get up. Joey out of desperation tries to put him into a sleeper hold but is elbowed off. Darin connects with a few more elbows before getting to his feet and dragging Joey with him. Darin size Joey up for a few moments then swings around in attempt for another spinning heel kick but Joey ducks and stomps Darin in the back of his leg. Sending him to one knee Joey bounces off the ropes once more and slides into Joey with a baseball slide. Darin once more falls to the mat holding his midsection as Joey climbs the top of the turnbuckle. Joey begins hyping the fans up just a little bit. Then as he looks down to find Darin, it’s already to late. Darin had got up and ran all the way to the turnbuckle and using a good leaping ability Darin cracked him in the head with a jumping kick. Joey is sitting on the turnbuckle dazed as Darin climbs up to the top of it as well. Darin wastes no time as he hits a Hurricarana off the top turnbuckle!

Big Stonehenge- Now that was exciting! They’re putting on one hell of a show.

Sexy Jack- There’s only one thing that could make this match better.

Big Stonehenge- What’s that?

Sexy Jack- A lot of women.

Big Stonehenge- Haha.

Both men are down in the ring but they both get to their feet before the ref can start his count. Both are breathing heavily and charge each other once again. Joey spins and connects with a spinning back fist and catches Darin across the chin. Darin falters but wraps Joey up and German Suplex! Darin hit a real momentum shifting move and is now stomping on the body of Joey, Joey rolls out of the way of the final kick and slides out of the ring. He catches his breath for a few moments and the ref has to start his count:

One

Two

Three

Joey climbs the ring apron and enters through the ropes, and before he can get all the way into the ring Darin hits a devastating DDT!

Sexy Jack- THAT WAS AWESOME!

Big Stonehenge- Joeys face just implanted with the ring!

Darin flips him over and covers and this looks to it:

ONE!

TWO!!

THRE-KICKOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sexy Jack: NO! Joey had his foot on the ropes

Big Stonehenge- That was pure luck.

Darin is in a bit of disbelief and shakes his head and rubs his hands through his hair. He pulls Joey to his feet, and begins beating the crap out of him with a variety of combos. Joey looks to be on his last legs when out of desperation he stomps Darin in the gut. Using what’s left in him he runs and hits a well timed Kitchen Sink. Joey is on one knew afterwards but Darin is rolling on the mat holding his face. Joey gets to his feet and the crowd roars, applauding both men on what’s already been a great match. Joey lifts Darin to his feet. His strength is fading throughout the course of this contest, as he barely whips Darin into the ropes. He leans forward a bit looking to flip Darin over his shoulders, but Darin has other plans as he slides under and rolls him up into a PIN:

ONE!!

TWOOO!!!

KICKOUT!

Joey barely flips out of the roll up pin.

Big Stonehenge- Now that would have been one steal for a win.

Sexy Jack- I’m amazed these two still have anything left in the tank.

Both men crawl to the ropes and pull themselves up. They glance at one another and get off the ropes. They slowly approach one another, as if they were planning their final attacks… Joey swings a punch at Darin, Darin blocks it and chops Joey across the chest. Joey does the same as he responds with a chop. They trade chops for a few moments until Joey ends the silence as he Snapmares Darin to the mat and puts him into a sleeper hold. Darin tries to pry Joeys arms off with his hands but it’s not working. Joey then leans back and increases his pressure. Darin out of desperation swings his head back and connects with Joeys. Joey releases his grip to grab his head. Darin does the same but is quicker to recover due to it only hitting the back of his head. Darin slows the pace of the match as he connects with a Body Slam and follows with an elbow drop onto Joey. He doesn’t get a chance to cover as Joey pushes him away. Then Joey on a running move hits a swinging DDT and lays Darin out flat.

Big Stonehenge- This match is epic.

Sexy Jack- I know right, this match has been a great treat. It feels like Halloween!

Big Stonehenge- Well… At least its not completely like Halloween.

Sexy Jack- Whats that mean?

Big Stonehenge- At least you left your sailor outfit at home this time.

After both men make it to their feet they stare into each others eyes. Showing both their intents on winning this hard fought battle. Joey drives a punch into Zion's skull knocking him to his knees. Zion takes another skull shot so he can low enough to pull Joey's legs out from under him. He pounces, locking in the submission.

Big Stonehenge: Joey is trapped inside The Requiem Overture!!

Sexy Jack: Joey K is tapping! Joey K is tapping! It is all over!!!

Ding Ding! Darin Zion gets up to celabrate!

Nathan Wisdom: The winner and still CWC North American Champion...Darin Zion!!

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Main Event

Nathan Wisdom: Ladies and gentlemen, it's Main Event time! This match is a Dorling World Tour feature match!! Introducing first...

The lights in the arena dim as the opening bars of Genesis fill the arena. The Tron is filled with images of classic B movies - giant lizards, King Kong, monsters from the sea - interspersed with clips of Dorling performing various exciting manoeuvres. As the songs kicks into life, red fireworks shoot up from the side of the entrance way and Dorling steps out, wearing his black and red wrestling trunks with his black boots, and his red 'No I in Team Dorling' T-Shirt. He exchanges high fives with some fans along the entrance way, and climbs on to the ring apron. He peels off his t-shirt and throws it into the crowd before ducking under the top rope and sprinting across to the far corner, climbing to the top turnbuckle and holding both fists aloft.

Nathan Wisdom: Representing SCW, Dorling!!!! And now...

The lights in the arena dies down followed by pulsation of white lights that starts to go on and off throughout the whole arena as the crowd goes wild. The pulsating of the white lights continues as "Honor" by Atreyu starts to play. Suddenly we see the stage being engulf with smoke. Amidst the smoke, we see a figure as the song continues to rip through the ear drums of the crowd. After several seconds while the smoke starts to clear, the figure materializes and is revealed to be Tyler Graves. As the white lights pulsation continues, he then strolls down to the ramp. He stops at the bottom of the ramp and looks around the whole arena. He then continues walking making his way to the steel steps. He then ascends the steel steps and upon reaching the ring apron, he then proceeds to jump in to the ring. He runs towards the opposite side of the ring and stands at the bottom rope ala Edge as he raises his right arms up. He then goes to his corner and do some warm ups as the lights in the arena returns to normal and his music fades.

Nathan Wisdom: Representing the VWF, your CWC World Champion, Tyler Graves!!!

Tyler raises his hand up to nod to the fans.

Big Stonehenge: This is the second stop of the Dorling World tour. He was successful in VWF this past week, defeating CWC's resident Goddess, Alexia.

Sexy Jack: Yeah but CWC threw the best at him, The Champ himself.

Big Stonehenge: Lets remind everyone at home that this is a non-title match. Even if Dorling should win, Tyler Graves would still be champion.

Sexy Jack: What does it mean for Graves if he loses here tonight?

Big Stonehenge: I don't know.

Referee Morgan calls for the bell and the match begins. Graves and Dorling circle each other, before going into a lock-up. They struggle for an advantage till Dorling gains it. Dorling has Graves in a headlock and wrenches his hold to increase the pressure, Graves backs him against the ropes and sends dorling across the ring.  Dorling bounces off the opposite ropes as Tyler goes to meet him in the middle, Tyler goes for a high knee but Dorling slides under Tyler's attack and quickly rises to his feet.  Tyler turns and Dorling clocks him with a spinning heel kick, Graves hits the mat as Dorling picks him up and whips him against the ropes.  As graves comes running back toward him, Dorling kicks Graves in the mid section and drops him with a ddt.  Dorling with the cover.

One...

Tw- kick out!

Big Stonehenge: Really early for the pinfall here.

Sexy Jack: And we'd all be disapointed if the champ was finished so early.

Graves gets the shoulder up and Dorling again goes to bring Graves to his feet.  As Graves stands Dorling tries to lock up with him but Tyler swats his arsm away and quickly delivers a stiff right hand that sends Dorling back a few steps.  Graves getting his barings in order as Dorling rushes toward him, goes for a right of his own but Tyler blocks and nails another right hand followed by another and another.  Tyler bullies Dorling into the corner and continues the stiff punches and then follows up with multiple kicks to the stomach then combos as he kicks, uppercuts, kicks again and just when Dorling looks to be out of it Tyler pulls him from the corner and and then tosses him through the turnbuckles between the ropes shoulder first.  A loud smacking noise is heard and Dorling lays between the ropes, Graves pulls him back out and with Dorling's back to him he lifts him up and straddles him on the top turnbuckle.  Graves pulls dorling back and grabs him in a neckbreaker position, the crowd gives a loud OH as Graves delivers a devistating neckbreaker.  Graves stands and delivers not one but two standing leg drops as he goes for a cover.

One

T- kick out!

Sexy Jack: Not even close! The champ isn't looking good.

 Graves stands and delivers a couple stomps to Dorling and then climbs through the ropes and onto the ring apron.  He springboards off the top rope and tries for a double legdrop but Dorling rolls out of harms way and Graves lands squarely on his backside.  Tyler arches back in obvious discomfort, Dorling sees this and quickly acts as he grabs Graves by the head and picks him up to his feet.  He wraps his arms around Graves head and runs forward, leaping into the air and driving Graves face first into the mat with a running bulldog.  As Graves lays there, Dorling pulls back with his hands under Graves chin and Graves yells in pain.  Dorling continues to wrench back and apply pressure, Graves tries to push off the canvas and get free.  He gets to his knees and drives a solid elbow to Dorling's midsection, followed by another and another as Dorling releases the hold.  The crowd gets behind the CWC Champion, chanting TYLER...TYLER....TYLER.

Big Stonehenge: Can you feel the energy in this arena? Because I can!

Graves feels the energy, he rises to his feet as Dorling runs at him.  Tyler catches him with a quick clothesline, Dorling pops back up and turns Tyler catches him with another clothesline and down goes Dorling again.  Tyler grabs Dorling and puts him in a seated position, then delivers multiple kicks to the chest and back.  One after another as cracks echo through the arena, bam, bam, bam, bam...BAM! One final kick to the chest and Dorling falls to his back, Tyler looks around at the crowd and points to the turnbuckles.  The crowd loves it, he runs and positions himself on the top turnbuckle...he leaps! Diving leg drop connects!!

One!

Two!

T- kick out!

Big Stonehenge: Tyler Graves is feeding off the energy from the crowd and he almost had it.

Sexy Jack: This isn't horseshoes, almost isn't good enough.

Tyler can't believe it, his face shows the heartbreak as he probably thought that last move had sealed the deal for him.  But he doesn't waste time as he grabs Dorling up and kicks him in the stomach, doubling over Dorling and then proceeds to nail him with a snap suplex.  But graves doesn't release the hold and he rolls over and lifts dorling up again into another snap suplex, again he doesn't release the hold and as he gets to his feet and hoists Dorling up you can see how out of it Dorling is.  Tyler stands there still holding dorling and instead of hitting another snap suplex, Graves swings his body around and drops Dorling into a swinging neckbreaker. Dorling crawls to the ropes.

Big Stonhenge: The Champ is now firmly in control here!

Graves has Dorling from behind by the ropes and hits him with a belly to belly suplex over the top rope. Graves climbs through the ropes and picks Dorling up by the head and smashes his forehead into the guard rail. Tyler goes for another shot, but Dorling blocks it and slams Tylers head into the rail. Tyler Graves stumbles back and Dorling follows, grabbing Tyler by the head, he slams his face into the side of the ring before he throws Graves inside the ring.

Sexy Jack: Dorling is doing what it takes to win, and I for one love it!

Big Stonehenge: No doubt Dorling will do what he needs to do to win.

While Graves his getting to his feet, Dorling is climbing up on the top rope, waiting for Tyler to get to his feet. As soon as Graves makes it to his feet, he turns around and his hit right in the chest from Dorlings missile dropkick. He drops down and covers Graves.

One!

Two!

Kick out!!

Sexy Jack: Dorling doesn't get the three.

Graves gets a shoulder up and starts grabbing the ropes to get to his feet. Dorling is right behind him and and Tyler turns around to be met with a kick to the gut followed by a jawbreaker, which sends Graves down to the mat. Dorling bounces of the ropes for momentum and starts to begin a rolling thunder, and right before he lands on top of Graves, he gets his knees up, forcing Dorlings back down on his knees. Dorling lies on the ground grabbing his back, Tyler Graves gets over to Dorling and starts applying a figure four necklock on Dorling, wrapping his legs around his neck tightly. Dorling is struggling to get to the ropes. Just inches away Dorling is reaching while the referee is looking for the tap out. Graves tightens the hold, trying to make Dorling tap, he's inching closer and closer to the ropes and is able to get his finger around the bottom rope. The referee starts to break up the hold, forcing Graves to break it up.

Big Stonehenge: That was huge for Dorling, he needs the breather.

Dorling is catching his breath and Graves is climbing on to the top rope again, and gesturing for Dorling to get up, as soon as Dorling makes it to his feet, Graves flies off the turnbuckle into a cross body position, catching Dorling by surprise and making the cover. The referee is in position to count the pin while Graves is hooking the leg.

One!

Tw- kick out!

Dorling is rushing back to his feet, so is Graves, Graves grabs him and whips him into the corner, and follows up by rushing Dorling with big boot in the corner, but Dorling is able to duck and counter with some thrusts to Graves midsection, knocking the wind out of him, Graves is trying to catch his breath, and Dorling grabs him from behind and hits him with a release belly-to-back suplex! Both Dorling and Graves are down!

Sexy Jack: he hits the BackDOR!

Big Stonehenge: The crowd is into this, willing these men to get to their feet.

Graves and Dorling are down on the campus, as the referee is starting the count to see if they are knocked out cold. There is not a single fan that is in his seat at this current moment. The count is now at five and the two are now starting to get to their feet, slowly but surely. The count is nine, and both men now find themselves on their feet, facing away from each other. As Dorling and Graves turn around, no one saw what was going to happen next. Jumping into the middle of the air and out of desperation, Tyler Graves drops his opponent with a Sudden Impact, causing the stadium to shake in excitement from the roars of the crowd. However, Graves does not have the energy yet to pin Dorling.

Sexy Jack: I can’t believe it! Graves just hit the Sudden Impact out of pure desperation for winning this match!

Big Stonehenge: This might go down as one of the greatest matches in sports history, Jack. I have NEVER seen such amazing action in a long time. In fact, I may not have seen anything like this EVER!

Sexy Jack: He needs to pin Dorling now though if he wants a chance of winning this match. I don’t know if he is going to be able to, as he most likely used the rest of his energy on that Sudden Impact!

Finding some life in his body, Graves rolls onto his stomach and crawls over to the lifeless body of which belongs to Dorling. It seemed like miles away from Tyler’s view, who was using all of his strength he could muster up to make it over to Dorling. Finally being able to place his arm over Dorling’s chest, the referee slides down to the mat and begins the count, as the crowd counts along with him.

One!

Two!

Thr- kick out!!

Sexy Jack: No dice!

Big Stonehenge: Tyler Graves just couldn't make the pin fast enough.

Dorling pushed his shoulder up into the air, stunning not just the fans, but Tyler Graves, who sat up and was just asking himself why he couldn’t finish Dorling off. Shaking his head in frustration, he was not going to lose this match. Not wasting any time after that, Graves grabbed a hold of Dorling’s right arm and locks in The Closure! Screams are heard from both Graves, who is screaming in anger, and Dorling, who is screaming in pain. The referee is asking Dorling if he wants to give up, who replies with a simple “no”. However, he was praying to get a hold of a rope or something to stop Graves from finishing him off.

Sexy Jack: The Closure! He has it locked in! Dorling might have to submit!

Big Stonehenge: I don’t think so, Jack! He’s getting up!

It a shocker turn of events, Dorling is used his lower body to push himself up, forcing Tyler Graves to come up as well. Refusing to let go of the hold, Graves faces punch after punch from Dorling, who is trying to make his way out of the hold. After around the tenth punch, Dorling pushes himself away from Tyler Graves, gets a hop in his step, and nails a picture perfect DORBreaker! Graves collapses like a sack of potatoes and Dorling falls straight on top of him hooking the leg, hoping that this was what he needed to finish off Tyler Graves. The referee gets back down to the mat and starts the count.

One!

Two!

Thre- kick out!!

Big Stonehenge: Can you believe the drama? So close was Dorling to beat the CWC Champ.

Sexy Jack: This could be anyone's match now. Both men are winded, both men are dazed, and some of these fans are probably drunk.

Dorling cannot believe it. But Graves is still down. Dorling quickly scales the top rope, looking for something big. Ready here comes the 450 Splash...Tyler Graves pops up! Before Dorling could jump Tyler Graves pulls him into a fireman's carry. Dorling knocks his head with elbows and gets his feet back onto the turnbuckle. He pushes himself off of Graves and back to an upright position. Graves stumbles forwards and back and walks into the 450 Splash! Dorling nails a standing Tyler Graves with a 450 Splash, absolutely crushing him!

Big Stonehenge: Huge TrapDOR from Dorling!

Sexy Jack: Look graves was there and now he isn't. Oh there he is, in a heap of a mess under Dorling. The champ is finished!

Dorling gets him into a pin.

One!

Two!

Thre- Graves gets his foot on the bottom rope!!

Big Stonehenge: Such ring awareness by Tyler Graves!

Sexy Jack: You can tell Dorling is tired, he should have moved Graves away from the ropes.

Dorling rolls away to catch his breath. Graves is still clinging to the bottom rope. Dorling walks over and drags Graves away from the ropes. He goes down to pin and Tyler Graves rolls him in a small package!

One!

Kick out!

Dorling is up on his feet facing away from Graves, and he is rolled up again!

One!

Kick out!

Dorling is back up and this time he turns around and takes a swing at Graves. Tyler ducks and drives himself deep into Dorling's shoulder, The Closure! He hits it!! Tyler Graves shoots for a keylock pin!

One!

Two!

Three!!!

Sexy Jack: it is all over!!!

Tyler Graves' music blares over the loudspeaker.

Nathan Wisdom: The winner of this match, Tyler Graves!!

Big Stonehenge: It's like winning the World Title all over again! This is Tyler Graves' night!

Tyler is given his world title and his hand raised by the referee. He then goes over to Dorling to shake his hand.

Big Stonehenge: What a class act right there.

Sexy Jack: I have to admit, I'd like to see someone beat someone up some more right about now...

The Champtron flickers to life. In the parking lot we see The Viking King in a struggle with two men dressed in black.

VK: You unhand The Viking King right now!! Unhand him I say!! The Viking King says!!

The ninjas put a bag over The Viking King's head and forces him into a van. They slam the door shut and drive away.

Big Stonehenge: What the hell?

Sexy Jack: Turtle Squad, Power Rangers, and now fucking ninja's??? I fucking quit.

Big Stonehenge: What the hell just happened? The Viking King has been kidnapped, and InFamy is just a month away!

Another shot of Tyler Graves and Dorling in the ring, conversing about the match.

Big Stonehenge: I'm Big Stonehenge, and my partner was Sexy Jack. Good fight and good night.

Copyright(c) CWC 2010

[The Right Reverend T-Bone]

Credits

To me as always. Okay in all seriousness, this was the best show we've ever done. I say we and here's why.

Thanks to Warped, JAD, and Rampage for giving me some segments to work with.

Thanks to BBB for letting me kidnap him by ninjas. (Never fear VWF, he'll be back for Bloodlust)

Props to Wild and Alexia for getting me some matches in.

And big props to Joey, Doomsday, and Virus for stepping up during crunch time and helping me pump out the last couple of matches and segments.

Awards -

RP of the Night
-- DG Poole you get it. Great job.

Match of the Night
-- The main event, no contest. Tyler and Dorling put up huge showings for the match, hard to pick a winner. Then Doomsday, Joey, Virus stepped up in crunch time giving me material for the match.

Normally the shows are just okay and if you skim over it, then it's okay. This time however, grab a cup of coffee, sit down and read the whole thing. The matches were spectacular, the segments were awesome, and the commentary was outstanding. If there ever was a perfect e-fedding show (and you didn't factor in spelling and grammar, or compare it to OHG) this was it.

And if I can rant for a moment...this is what CWC is all about. Gonna take a dig at Russ for a second. When he does his shows, I think most of the time 100% of the work is all him, and that's cool. But I think as a whole group we can, and did do amazing things. We continue to do amazing things here on CWC. It's plenty active, the community is great. This is two shows in a row where no-shows did not screw us in the slightest. It's unprecedented. I remember a time when I had to cut entire matches because of no-shows. Be proud of what we've accomplished today, and what we will continue to accomplish going down the road. Remember there was a time when people said CWC won't last. Guess what? We're still here, and I don't know about any of you, but I intend for it to stay that way. I'm proud of what we've done, and you should be too.

As always comments are welcomed to the show. It's cool, I'm not a nazi about that.

[The Right Reverend T-Bone]

I thought I'd put this thing up. If the next few lines look familiar, congrats. I'm not sure where I originally took this from or if I made it to begin with.

Best Match:

Best Segment:

Top Proformer This Week*:

Funniest Moment:

Best Quote:

Most Unexpected Moment**:

Best Spot:

Things Looking Forward to:

Comments:


*Could be anyone including NPCs who made a big impact on the show, or someone who just stood out for you this week. Doesn't need to be because of a match or anything. Maybe someone made a great statement.

**If something happened you wern't expecting, otherwise null.

[Alexia]

Best Match: I liked my match a lot but then I'm Bias....... the Main event was epic I like both Dorling's and Jay's work, I think the match was well written and really paid these two a great tribute to their RPs..... I really liked the pre main event too that one kept me on the edge of my seat the whole time.

Best Segment: VK getting kidnapped..... hopefully they beat his ass in uncomfortable ways lol.... no it was just an amusing segment and turn of events, I liked it.

Top Proformer This Week*: me....*coughs* oh wait not counting me?.... Doriling.... his RPs are great, I really enjoyed them when he was at VWF and he didn't fail me this week either when I read it. His tour is a great idea, and I plan on following the updates and what not. I think with his RP style this is going to go really far, really fast for him.

Funniest Moment: The TNMT thing was funny as hell

Best Quote:  Sexy Jack: What a small package by Val but Alexia kicks out of it!

Big Stonehenge: I’m sure she’ll get a kick out of your small package too!

Sexy Jack: Hey that was uncalled for!

Big Stonehenge: And he didn’t even denied it folks!


Most Unexpected Moment**: This time I'm serious when I say my win, I fully expected Em to kick my ass. Other than that I'm going to go back to a previous choice and say the kidnapping of VK

Things Looking Forward to: I'm looking forward to seeing where this thing with VK being taken goes.

Comments: It was a fucking amazing show. I read almost all of it, the matches kept my interest, and the segments did too. Everyone who wrote did a great job beause it's hard to hold my attention when reading full results but it did. So great job to everyone!

[Lightning Yellow Ranger]

Great show.

Best Match: Dorling vs. Tyler Graves

Best Segment: Kidnapping of Viking King, or The Rasngers

Top Proformer This Week*: Tyler Graves

Funniest Moment: TMWT Match

Best Quote: Leo: Dudes, I think I got the clap.

Most Unexpected Moment**: Too many good ones

Best Spot: TrapDOR on a stanging Graves

Things Looking Forward to: Someone that can beat Starr. He is looking like he will be champ for quite some time.

Comments: Very nice show.

[Emma]

Best Match: Main Event

Best Segment: All of em were good

Top Proformer This Week*: Didn't read anything other than Alexia's

Funniest Moment: TURTLES!

Best Quote: Too many

Most Unexpected Moment**: Too many

Best Spot: Loads

Things Looking Forward to: Facing the turtles

Comments: How the FUCK do you choke out a vampire? Not like 'Miah needs oxygen! >.<

[Danny Szatkowski]

Best Match: Main Event

Best Segment: The backstage exchange between Hollywood and Vance.

Top Performer This Week: Devon Poole choking out the PWX champ!

Funniest Moment: I thought it was funny how every piece of commentary during the Alexia Vs Val match was shamelessly perverted.

Best Quote:
Herbal Green: "Sorry dude, I got to get my weed. With my daily use of marijuana, I am about as worthless as a five dollar whore."

Most Unexpected Moment: Hollywood making Typhoon wrestle with one hand tied behind his back.


Things Looking Forward to: Seeing the champs in action again.

Comments: It was a really good show. The Hardcore Title match should have been a lot longer, but apart from that I thought that the matches were of very high quality. Was also good to see some segments on the show for people to put themselves over (e.g. Masterson) Overall I enjoyed it a lot.

[Lightning Yellow Ranger]

I would like to say that Herbal Green's line was meant to say "Without", not "With" 

[Dorling]

Best Match: Whoever wrote the main event did an outstanding job, but outside of my own match than I'd have to say Alexia v Val was very good indeed. Great, in fact.

Best Segment: The Rangers stuff is always great, and I enoyed the Viking King parts too.

Top Performer This Week: Tyler showed exactly why he is champion this week, great RP. I have to say though, I think Alexia's was bang on the money, and she deserved a hard fought victory.

Funniest Moment: The Commentary throughout Val v Alexia

Most Unexpected Moment: I guess the Viking King getting carted off was a bit of a shocker!

Best Spot: I know I'm biased but my match featured several - whoever wrote it picked out the best parts of Dorling's bio and put them on show for everyone to see!

Things Looking Forward to: Competing on one of these show again! Epic stuff people, truly epic.

Comments: I thought the whole thing from beginning to end was top quality, really shows what a bunch of talented and dedicated writers can do when they focus on it.

On a personal note, this is the first CWC show I’ve been involved in, and it was staggering to me that I was pitched against the world champ in the main event first time out. Truly a pleasure from beginning to end. I enjoyed RPing for the match, and I enjoyed reading it even more.

This is one of those occasions where you really don’t care about winning or losing – the match writer(s) for the main event had clearly read the bios of the competitors, and from my point of view, captured my character’s style and attitude superbly. It told a great story. Major kudos to everyone involved.