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[Cue "Gimme the Prize" by Queen as the screen shows a swirling
mass of gas in outer space ... The mass solidifies into a planet
and the camera shot zooms down thru the cooling mass of the newly
formed planet. As the camera reaches the molten surface, a molten
figure emerges from the bubbling lava ... quickly cooling into
"War Machine" Greg Gardner. 

As lighntning racks the planet and heavy downpour turns into a
new ocean, three figures emerge from the surf ... lightning
flashes once again ... and they are revealed to be Tamara, Perry,
and Tyler: The Toxic Twins. 

The camera angles towards a distant mountain that begins to
tremble from an earthquake, sending slabs of stone tumbling to
the ground below. As each slab falls, another AWI Superstar is
revealed: "El Scorpion" Carlos Mendoza, "Trouble Maker" Ken
Mischief, The Fallen Angel, The Crystal Crow, and finally Danny
Boy McGill. 

The scene changes to a shot of all the AWI superstars lined up as
to do battle on the still cooling surface, when another
earthquake hits and a huge barrier erects itself between them.
Atop the barrier is AWI World Champion John Robertson with a look
of smugness on his face. The camera pans backwards to reveal the
barrier is truly a logo:]
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{Shot of a crowded arena with screaming fans with posters and
green clovers waving frantically. Camera catches a shot of some
fans and their posters reading, "BRING THE PAIN!!!", "Up, Up, and
Away", and "NO Justice at ALL!". Then a shot of two gentlemen
sitting at the ringside table. One is a short, stocky hispanic
man with short hair and gold rimmed glasses. The other is a slim,
neatly dressed, american with dark brown hair (sort of like David
Duchovny).}

[Raul Garcia] 
HELLOOOOOOOO AWI Fans!!! Welcome to another sold out arena as we
bring you the newest show in town, AWI ARMAGEDDON!!! Coming to
you live from the United Center in the Windy City itself, Chicago,
Illinois. I'm your Host for the evening Raul Garcia Jr., alongside
my Co-Host Chris Hairie.

{HUGE fan pop as fireworks and powder explosions go off around the
ring and lasers spell out ARMAGEDDON in the center of the ring.}

[Hairie] 
That's pronounced Hair-ree. As in scary.

[Garcia] 
Just to catch you up on things folks, we just came off a /HUGE/
Spring Stampede that had it's share of scary, and spectacular,
events. Ranging from the Tokyo Street Fight between "Ringmaster"
Dacia Blackthorne and Devil Maruyama ...

[Hairie] 
Somebody got SMOKED!!!

[Garcia] 
... the battle royal of thirty three stars won by AWI bad boy Ken
Mischief ...

[Hairie] 
Knew he had it all along. I was telling him before the match,'Ken
you got it baby. Just ride the wave. Feel the flow. Just...

[Garcia] 
... We saw the Fallen Angel successfully defend her title against
the always potent Tiger Z ... 

[Hairie] 
She won't keep it long.

[Garcia]
... and finally our reigning World Champion John Robertson
retains his belt in controversial fashion, as well as introducing
the "War Machine" Greg Gardner to a /NEW/ nemesis, Ballista.

[Hairie] 
I'll say he got introduced. He was on the receiving end of a
tactical that he didn't expect. Doesn't he know Robertson is the
champ because he always has all of his bases covered?

[Garcia]
Anyway ... tonight follows up on that action with a special
thirty minute premiere of AWI Armageddon! Lined up on tonight's
card and slated for action are the likes of: one half of the
Austrian maulers known as Painkeep, Ellis Von Gratenheim ...

[Hairie] 
Just call him the Grater. When he's done, his opponents look like
cheese!

[Garcia] 
... AWI prima donna Rictor Showtime with Tamara ...

[Hairie] 
The always FINE Tamara!

[Garcia] 
... and finally a grudge match of sorts between AWI powerhouse
"Superman" Mike Piersall and the "Wrong Arm of the Law," Justice!

[Hairie] 
Aw get off his back! What'd he do that's so bad? The fans still
cheer for him.

[Garcia] 
Since when do boos sound like cheers?

[Hairie] 
You ever notice how when a guy named Bruce gets introduced in a
game the fans say his name really loud and it sounds like boos?
Same thing with Justice.

[Garcia] 
Since when did *Justice* sound like *boo*?

[Hairie] 
How do you know his FIRST name isn't ain't Bruce?!?

[Garcia] 
Anyway ... Fans we'll be joined by our on the spot wrestling
expert Stephen Augustus when we return from this quick commercial
break and bring you our first match on AWI ARMAGEDDON!!!

[Hairie] 
Stop shouting! Geez!

[Garcia] 
{muttering} "I'm glad this is only a thirty minute debut."
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	COMMERCIALS
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{Return to ringside with Garcia Jr., Hairie, and a slim black
male with a trim goatee and white button down and tie positioned
between the two.}

[Garcia] 
Welcome back fans. As I said before we are now joined by Stephen
Augustus, who will lend his wrestling expertise to our setup.
How are you Stephen?

[Augustus] 
Quite fine Raul. Glad to be a part of the AWI and I wouldn't have
missed this first show for the world!

[Garcia] 
Our first match ladies and gentlemen brings us none other than
Rictor Showtime himself, set to kick off the first ever match on
AWI ARMAGEDDON!

[Augustus] 
Rictor is definitely one of the AWI stars to keep an eye on. He
already has the techinaical skill of a wrestler far ahead of his
time, and with Tamara guiding him a belt seems to be a sure bet
in his future. Possibly sooner than we think.

[Hairie] 
With Tamara guiding ANYBODY the gold has to come. I could think
of some places I'd like to guide her...

[Garcia] 
I'll be sure to tell Rictor that. Before our match let's go to
some prerecorded comments from Showtime.
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[Rictor Showtime]
What does a guy have to do to get Mike Piersall in the ring? Do I
have to spill my own blood, or what? I take the time to challenge
Mike Piersall to put his career up against mine, and not a peep
from him. You wanna know /WHY/ I haven't heard from Piersall?
It's because he's shaking in his boots! Piersall is so scared of
me and running him out of the AWI that he's drinking in the back
as we speak! Well I'm not heartless. Mike, if you can hear me,
I'll give you until I beat this punk to sober up. If he beats me,
I'll leave the AWI and you can count yourself lucky that some
loser did what you weren't man enough to do. But if /I/ win, feel
free to walk on down and let me sign your AWI severence check
personally.
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[Alan Kinsman] 
Ladies and gentlemen! Our first match tonight is one fall with a
ten minute time limit. Our first competitor is Chad Swayze!...

His opponent making his down the aisle ... {cue "Grind" by Alice
in Chains as Rictor Showtime makes his way down the aisle towards
the ring with Tamara in tow} Rictor SHOOOOOOOWTIIIIME! The referee
is Curtis Keyes.

[Garcia] 
Rictor looks over at Swayze and just shakes his head as he lifts
the ropes for Tamara to exit.

[Augustus] 
I think Rictor knows this match is going to be nothing more than
a cakewalk ... and he already made it clear that Piersall is his
wanted opponent, not Swayze.

[Hairie] 
BULL! Look at Rictor's eyes. He's terrified in there. He *knows*
Swayze is a killer. Look out Rictor! Chad is a suicidal maniac!

[Garcia] 
God help us... And there's the bell! Rictor waiting for Swayze to
make a move, and hopefully Swayze will capitalize on this moment.

[Augustus] 
Not much to capitalize on when you're facing Rictor Showtime.
Looks like Swayze's time is up already.

[Garcia] 
That's true. Rictor caught Swayze coming in and just flung him to
the mat with a Snap Mare. Swayze up ... and down again with
another Snap Mare. Rictor waiting for Swayze ... and helps him to
the mat with another Snap Mare.

[Augustus] 
I think Rictor is sending a message here that he intends to
embarass his opponent. Probably hoping Piersall will make an
appearance to stop this clinic.

[Hairie] 
Piersall's a crippled geezer. He needs to /BE/ in a clinic.

[Garcia] 
Showtime with two quick text book Armdrags. Swayze springs up
quickly after the second one...

[Hairie] 
To get a closer look at Rictor's boot via a drop kick. Any moment
now Swayze's gonna get fired up! COME ON CHAD!

[Garcia] 
Another drop kick and Rictor slows the pace himself with a side
headlock. Oh ... Rictor's the man now -- slapping Swayze on the
top of the head like a child. Irish whip to the turnbuckle ... 
Rictor in right behind him ...

[Hairie] 
BOOM! Clothesline baby! Do it again!

[Garcia] 
He must have heard you as he sends Swayze for the ride again and
connects with another fierce clothesline in the corner.

[Hairie] 
Can I get a complete set Rictor?!?

[Garcia] 
Looks like your wish is granted ... uh, change that. Rictor
monkey flips Swayze out of the corner this time.

[Augustus] 
It's obvious Rictor is toying with his opponent. Hopefully he'll
end this so Swayze doesn't get injured.

[Hairie] 
Oh screw that. He should have never signed on the dotted line.
Kill him Rictor ... hey ... speaking of signing on the dotted
line ...  TAMARA I NEED A JOB!

[Augustus] 
WHAT!?

[Garcia] 
Showtime sends him into the ropes ... Hurricarana for a pinfall.
NO! Rictor pulls him up! This is ridiculous. He's TRYING to hurt
the man for Pete's sake.

[Hairie] 
Not for Pete. For Tamara! HEY!!! GIMME A JOB TAMARA!

[Augustus] 
What are you talking about!?

[Hairie]
Tamara runs USeW ... gotta be better than hanging out with
Garcia here.

[Garcia] 
Ignore him ... Rictor going for a vertical suplex ... OH MY!!! He
dropped Swayze FACE FIRST to the mat! This one is over! 1 ...
2 ...

[Augustus] 
And again arrogance prevails.

[Hairie] 
NO!!! SWAYZE's FIRED UP NOW!!! LOOK AT HIM!!!

[Garcia] 
He's almost out on his feet as Rictor sends him into the ropes
... and connects with a horrific tilt a whirl pile driver. The
cover ... 1 ... 2 ... Showtime pulls him up again and looks to
Tamara smiling. Can you believe this guy?

[Augustus] 
I think Keyes should check to see if Swayze is still conscious.
This looks bad for the youngster.

[Hairie] 
Don't worry. Rictor'll put him out of his misery soon enough.
See. Look how nice he is.

[Garcia] 
And Showtime nails that brutal DDT of his and nonchalantly covers
Swayze for the 1-2-3.

[Hairie] 
See. What a humanitarian.

[Augustus] 
After *that* you call him a humanitarian? You're sick.

[Garcia] 
Strangely enough Showtime hasn't left the ring. He's rolled
Swayze out and is now ... I don't believe it. He's chanting and
clapping.

[Augustus] 
He's calling out Mike Piersall right now. Piersall may not have
arrived yet to the building.

[Hairie] 
Aw hell he's "Superman"! He can get here faster than a speeding
bullet if he wanted to! He's a coward. Either that, or that
super-stiff neck is acting up again!

[Garcia] 
Either way, we've got to go to commercial. If anything happens,
we'll show when we get back.
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[Garcia] 
Welcome back fans as we have just completed our first match of
Armageddon.

[Augustus] 
Armageddon indeed as Chad Swayze had to be helped to the locker
area by AWI EMT's. Definitely not the way he wanted to premiere
on Armageddon.

[Hairie] 
Well you know the saying. 'A coward dies a thousand deaths, a
warrior but one.'Guess which Swayze turned out to be."

[Garcia] 
Our next match features Ellis Von Gratenheim ... One half of the
duo known as Painkeep.

[Hairie] 
Oh yeah baby! Good old fashioned gratuitous violence coming our
way! Where's my popcorn?

[Garcia] 
Tamara has it. Go chase her ...

[Alan Kinsman] 
Ladies and gentlemen ... Our next bout is one fall with a ten
minute time limit. Already in the ring at this time is Keith
Matthews! His opponent, now making his way to the ring {cue "The
Austrian National Anthem"} ... one half of PAINKEEP ...
accompanied by his partner, DONOVAN PROSHEVEIN ... He is ...
ELLIS VON GRATENHEIM!!!! Piotr Young is your referee.

{DING}

[Garcia] 
And Gratenheim wasting NO time as he lock up with Matthews and
just POWERS him up into a high vertical suplex!

[Augustus] 
I think it's safe to say that Von Gratenheim will try to
overpower his opponent and slow this match down.

[Hairie] 
Well now ... aren't you the super expert with that incredible
insight! How'd you deduce THAT Sherlock?

[Garcia] 
V.G. lifts Matthews to his feet ... wait a minute, Proshevein on
the apron ...

[Augustus] 
Distraction no doubt. Let's watch Gratenheim and...

[Hairie] 
Listen to see if Matthews can sing higher than Mariah Carey now?

[Garcia] 
Totally uncalled for low blow by Gratenheim that has Matthews on
the mat writhing and gasping. Not down long as VG lifts him up
for a hard backbreaker.

[Augustus] 
I must say I'm simply amazed the strength of Gratenheim. He just
handles his opponent like a spool of twine.

[Hairie] 
Now there's an analogy you don't hear everyday ...

[Garcia] 
V.G. hoisting Matthews up to the top turnbuckle facing the crowd
... now HE climbs to the second rope ... WHOA!!! CHOKESLAM OFF
THE TOP that just planted Matthews like an egg plant! Talk about
height!

[Augustus] 
Gratenheim seems to be knowledgable enough to know how to use his
distinct weight and height advantage in even more ways than one
would imagine.

[Hairie] 
Somebody get me some paper so I can write some of this stuff down
... Twine? Egg plant? What's next ... sand spur?!?

[Garcia] 
VG lifts Matthews and maneuvers around behind him and cinches in
a full nelson ... Matthews in serious pain here ... And
Gratenheim into a Full Nelson Suplex!

[Hairie] 
If he wasn't in pain before he is now! Hey, Augustus ... aren't
you impressed by the loudness of the THUD that came from Matthews
head as it smacked the canvas or something?

[Augustus] 
No comment.

[Garcia] 
Gratenheim lifts his helpless opponent ... double Irish whips him
into the ropes ... Spine Buster!!! Matthews is really in trouble
now.

[Augustus] 
Gratenheim is keeping his man immobilized. Not so much as by
sheer force, but more so in the fact he won't let Matthews catch
his breath. Depriving his man of oxygen and keeping his blood low
in oxygen so as to make his muscles work harder to function. In
essence if Matthews tries to mount an offense he'll have to work
not only against Von Gratenheim, but the lactic acid build up in
his own body that's forcing him to work almost twice as hard to
move.

[Garcia]
VG now moving in for a Boston Crab ... and Matthews is *screaming*
in agony.

[Hairie] 
Ummmm ... Augustus ... Does that stuff you just said mean he's
tired, or err ... something else ... or something?

[Augustus] 
You figure it out.

[Garcia] 
No submission by Matthews ... surprising since he has got to be in
an incredible amount of pain. Gratenheim lifts him ... AND THERE
IT IS!!! 'DAS CRUSHER' TIGER BOMB! This one is over!

[Augustus] 
An impressive display of sheer power on the part of Von
Gratenheim.

[Hairie] 
Nah. Just plain ol' fashion butt kickin' if you ask me.

[Garcia]
What's this? Now Von Gratenheim slapping Matthews while he's
down ...

[Hairie] 
Hell. He ought to get up!

{Camera zooms in to Von Gratenheim slapping Matthews and mouthing
off about America, "You pathetic American pig. You are just like
zee rest of your vorthless pigs. Veakling svine!"}

[Augustus] 
And to think we just celebrated the Fourth of July not too long
ago.

[Hairie] 
Hey maybe he's just celebrating the way they do in Austria. That
looks like the Austrian High five he's giving him. Matthews is
just to dumb to shake his hand back ...

[Garcia] 
I guess Proshevein is going to show him how to do that now.

[Augustus] 
Proshevein slaps Matthews into some sort of cross-face/half
nelson and is hoisting him into the air for some sort of power
maneuver ...

[Garcia] 
What's this ... Von Gratenheim going up top ... And comes down
with an elbow drop as Proshevein slams Mattews to the mat in
perfect sync.

[Augustus] 
A brutal display of savagery as the two Austrians combine for an
incredible doubleteam. I think that's my first time ever seeing a
front face powerbomb coupled with the Austrian Terror Bomb.

[Hairie] 
I hope it ain't the last time! How freaking cool was that!? Man
the International Players better look out ... they're dead men
walking.

[Garcia] 
Yet another victim for the EMT's to escort out of the ring.

[Hairie] 
HEY! This ain't called Armageddon for a 'G' rating they flash on
the screen, pal! Get with it.

[Garcia] 
Whatever! Fans we're going to a commercial break and when we
return, our main event of the night! "Superman" Mike Piersall vs.
Justice!

[Hairie] 
Why is Superman in the building now? Where was he when Rictor was
ready to put him out to pasture?

[Augustus] 
You know ... when you're quiet you sound so much more intelligent.

[Hairie] 
Huh?
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{Fade to an elevated view of a big crowd at a street festival.
The crowd is awash with red and white, both in clothing and
flags. The camera pans up to show that the picture is taken from
a rooftop, and that Jerry Straite stands on that same rooftop.
Jerry's wearing a Canada flag t-shirt, a denim jacket, and Canada
flag hat. It's cloudy and windy, but that doesn't seem to faze
him.}

[Jerry Straite]
{grins, still looking down at the crowd} Yeah, that's right! We
don't say it often, but when we say it, we say it loud!! {shouts
down to the crowd} HAPPY CANADA DAY!!! {answered by a wave of
cheers} Yes, it is Canada Day. {glances up to the camera} Well,
it'll probably be a few days past by the time you see this.
{smirks} Maybe quite a few days.

In any case,  I made it back up here, shortly after the mildly
misnamed Spring Stampede. Hell of a time, eh? Two *great* women's
matches! Ladies, I salute you! Interesting, though, to watch how
much Sara Victory seemed to be involved in the matches ... and
for all that, she never really *did* anything!

World's Title match: Syndicate seems to be falling apart. What a
shame, huh? John, remember, temper tantrums are best done when
the cameras are *off*, son. Not to mention, next time you talk
like that, I'll come down and wash your mouth out myself. And may
I recommend a good psychiatrist ... or maybe firing range ... for
the dodo that came up with "Ballista"??? Sounds like a lady comic
book villain!

And the Stampede itself. Yes, ladies and gents, Jerry Straite
walks in and eliminates *four* men all by his lonesome, and stood
tall in the middle of the ring all by himself ... for three
seconds or so. But hey, that buys me a trip to the Contest of
Champions, to hunt a Crow. I'd kinda, sorta like to apologize for
Riverboat and Justice for eliminating them ... but really, 'Boat,
you shouldn't stand so close to the ropes in one of these things
... you were just askin' for it. And I'm not gonna bother
apologizing to Corey and Jason. *heh* You may remember a few
months back when I did my commenting stint here, that I amused
myself by ripping on "Way Cool, Jr." and "the Hardliner" in
particular. Boys, you had your shot at revenge, but hey, I can
appreciate that you didn't have what it took to take me out.

As for Robbie ... Mr. Stevens got a small taste of what it's like
for people who mess with me. Hope those strap marks heal soon,
Robbie.  

And that leads, oddly enough, to the Crystal Crow. Crow, I'm
almost *positive* that you didn't know, at that point, that I was
going to be the guy who picked up the North American title shot.
At that point, *I* didn't know it. That leaves the theory that,
for some reason, you had the incredibly bad taste to want to
protect Robbie Stevens. I'm not going to guess what that reason
is. If you want to tell me that it was Jade Tiger's idea; cool. I
don't think I'll have any problem believing that *he* had a
reason ... as idiotic as it would seem to the rest of us. But
Crow ... you jumped me. I didn't like you before. You and Tiger
waste *way* too much time with this West bashing stuff, and
truthfully, it irritates the hell out of me. Now ... now you made
it personal, and I'm going to have to mess you. And, hey, if I
get that belt in the process, all the better.

{starts looking over the roof at the crowd again} Anyway ...
{stops and grins at the camera} Hi Heather. Anyway, I've tied up 
enough of your time, and I wanna join the party again, so I'll
talk to you later. {looks over the edge again} Think I'll take
the stairs down.

{fade out}
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{Cut back to ringside table with our Armageddon trio}}

[Hairie] 
Oh GREAT!! Another posterboy for the soon to be 'AWI Senior
Circuit Tour'! Why don't these geezers just accept the fact that
they are no longer in their prime? Somebody's gonna throw their
hip out or something!

[Augustus] 
Tell that to...

{"Nothing But A Good Time" by Poison comes over the PA as Robbie
Stevens and Scott "Tank" Bradley head out to the ringside area.
Robbie takes the ring microphone.}

	[Augustus]: Looks like we're got some unexpected guests.

[Robbie]
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You know, I've noticed lately that everyone around here is trying
to be a comic book character. We've got "Superman" Mike Piersall.
We've got "War Machine" Greg Gardner. We've got "Brainiac"
Alliyah Johnson. "American Maid" Dacia Blackthorne. And we've got
"Wonder Bra" Tamara. Since it seems to be a race to nail down
which character they get to be, I'm letting everyone know right
now ... I've got dibs on ...

{Robbie whips open his vest jacket to reveal a red t-shirt with
a yellow circle design in the middle.}

IRON MAN! That's right! Bow down before me, because I AM IRON
MMMM--

{Bradley throws his hand over Robbie's mouth.}

[Tank]
Stevens, shut up! We're out here for one reason. Piersall, I'm
getting sick and tired of playing hide and go seek. Months ago
you said you would take a match against me. In the mean time,
you've dug up everybody on the planet to wrestle before me.
Piersall, I'm warning you, my patience is running out. Now,
normally, I would drag your ass in the ring and beat the hell out
of you. But I decided to take the high road for a change.

Look, I know you've got Showtime, Wrath, James coming after you.
But unless you want to add me to that list, I suggest you get
your ass in the ring with me, not in a month, not in 3 weeks. On
the next show that has an opening. Piersall, I am the solutions
to all your problems. Because you know and I know, I can slap
your neck just like (snaps his fingers) that. You don't have to
worry about anybody else because when you get in there with me I
will end it all. And you better make this quick, because if you
don't when I do get you in the ring, I won't make it quick and
painless. I will draw this out as long as I want.

Now, as far as everyone else in AWI goes ... pay attention.
Piersall is *MINE*. If you get in my way, you are going to piss
me off and I will take beating that's waiting for him and I will
unload it on you. That's not a threat, that's a promise.
Piersall, I got your back until you sign that contract and for
your sake I hope you don't screw around. Let's get out the hell
of here.

{Tank lets go of Robbie's mouth}

[Robbie]
Uh, yeah, what he said ...

{Stevens and Bradley leave the ringside area.}

[Garcia] 
An unexpected appearance from Team Stevens and Tank Bradley.
What's your take on the Piersall Bradley situation Stephen?

[Augustus] 
Well Bradley has been waiting on Piersall for a while now, but
playing bodyguard for a man as active as Piersall could have it's
downside.

[Hairie] 
Especially considering bodyguards provide twenty four hour
protection. Piersall might come out better by taking is beating
like a man tonight and get it over with. I wouldn't want Bradley
around me all day and night!

[Garcia] 
Fans before we go to our next match, we've got to go to
commercial ... We'll be right back with our /BIG/ Main event
showdown between "Superman" Mike Piersall and Justice!!!
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	COMMERCIALS
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{Fade back on Alan Kinsman, in the ring...}

[Kinsman] 
Ladies and gentlemen! Your main event on tonight's Armageddon is
one fall with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first,
hailing from New York City, New York ... weighing in at 275 lbs.
... "Superman" MIKE ... PIEEEEEERRSALLLLLL!!!"

{The United Center goes crazy as Piersall jogs to ringside
slapping hands with the fans on his way down the aisle}

[Hairie] 
Man ... he better be glad I left my Kryptonite at home on the
table.

[Augustus]
Chris ... you know Kryptonite is an imaginary mineral, don't you?

[Hairie] 
BULL! My 'Lex Luthor' spy kit said everything in it was
authentic!

[Kinsman] 
And his opponent tonight, weighing in at 265 lbs, he is JUSTICE!

{Justice walks to the ring with no music or hoopla ... strangely
enough, Dr. Lupo is following Justice, albiet at a safe distance,
down the aisle.}

[Garcia] 
Can you believe /THAT/!?!? Dr. Lupo is acting as a valet of sort
for Justice!

[Augustus] 
Well at least he's not coming all the way to ringside. That
leaves Piersall to concentrate on Justice only, since Lupo
appears to be only an observer.

[Hairie]
Screw that! I hope Lupo has some sort of Kryptonite spray in his
pocket to neutralize Piersall.

[Garcia] 
There's the bell! Piersall starting this match off quickly. He
rushes Justice ... and Justice locks him up with a collar and
elbow tieup.

[Augustus] 
And scoops him up for a /HARD/ slam!

[Garcia] 
Piersall slow to his feet and holding his lower back after
that one ... Justice wasting know time as he grabs Piersall for
a neckbreaker ... Piersall out ... and nails Justice with a
clothesline ...

[Augustus] 
Nice counter.

[Hairie] 
I've got Justice ahead on points 'cause of that awesome slam.

[Garcia] 
Piersall hoists Justice up in the air ... holds him ...

[Augustus] 
And returns the favor with an equally impressive slam of his own 
... Who's ahead now?

[Garcia]
Piersall reaching for Justice ... and Justice just monkey flipped
Piersall!!! Where did that come from?

[Augustus]
Excellent maneuver. Justice seems to have more in his arsenal
tonight than he's shown in previous weeks.

[Hairie] 
The match ain't even a minute and three moves old yet! What in
the hell are you talking about!?

[Garcia] 
Justice up ... Piersall up quickly and catches him with another
clothesline...

[Augustus] 
Piersall is keeping Justice off his feet. If this strategy holds
up, then Piersall could offset the technical factor and pull off
the win tonight.

[Garcia] 
Piersall going for a gutwrench suplex ... Justice just forearms
him away...

[Hairie] 
So much for strategy.

[Garcia] 
Irish whip by Justice ... reversed by Piersall ... and still
ANOTHER clothesline by Piersall.

[Augustus] 
I think Piersall will need more than his trusty clothesline to
defeat Justice. Right now he's stuck in one gear and needs to
press his attack if he intends to win this.

[Hairie] 
He know's he can't win. He's just prolonging the inevitable ...
AND JUSTICE FOR ALL!!!

[Garcia] 
Piersall going for another bodyslam ... and Justice staggers him
with yet another--

[Augustus] 
Forearm maybe? I hope Mike has something else up his sleeve
because Justice seems to have the upper hand now.

[Garcia] 
... Irish whip by Justice...and connects with a bodypress. 1 ...
2 ... and Piersall kicks out! That was close! Justice really
clubbing Piersall with forearms tonight ... and now a headbutt
... followed up with a jawbreaker ...

[Hairie] 
The jury is about to hand down yet another sentence.

[Augustus] 
Surprisingly Dr. Lupo has had no impact on this match as of yet.

[Garcia] 
Not that Justice needs it at this point. Justice nails Piersall
with a dropkick ... goes for a bodyslam ... but Piersall blocks
it ... and connects with one of his own.

[Hairie] 
DAMMIT! Lay down and die you crip!

[Garcia] 
Piersall lifts Justice to his feet ... and Justice with a
headbutt ... another headbutt ... and again a forearm!

[Augustus] 
So much for technical ability. After turning his back on his
friends, Justice seems to have turned his back on his true
wrestling skills.

[Hairie] 
Why not? You see where his friends got him! You expect him to
wait and see what clean wrestling gets him? 

[Garcia] 
Justice finally showing off some wrestling expertise with a 
neckbreaker ... Justice lifts him up ... Piersall goes for a
clothesline ... BUT JUSTICE DUCKS UNDER AND SLAPS ON A SLEEPER!!!

[Augustus] 
Went to the well once to often did Piersall.

[Hairie] 
SNAP HIS NECK JUSTICE!!! PUT HIM OUT TO PASTURE!!! JUSTICE FOR
ALL!!!

[Garcia] 
Justice really wrenching on that sleeper ... Piersall flailing 
wildy ... desperately trying to escape! AND PIERSALL NAILS THE
REF!!! KEYES IS DOWN!!!

[Augustus] 
That was clearly an accident on Piersall's part. It may cost him
a DQ, but he was not trying to strike Keyes.

[Hairie] 
BULL!!! HE WAS LOSING! HE TOOK THE EASY WAY OUT! CALL HIM A BAD
GUY NOW! YOU'D DO IT TO JUSTICE!

[Garcia] 
Piersall finally escapes and collapses in a heap to the mat.

[Augustus] 
Did he escape? Or did Justice release him?

[Hairie] 
If he let him go you can bet that Justice has a more comfortable
hold to put him in. Like maybe "The Summons!"

[Garcia] 
Hold everything! Dr. Lupo is on the canvas ... he just called
Justice over to him ... and handed him some brass knuckles!

[Augustus] 
And Justice descends lower into the depths of the abyss.

[Hairie] 
This is great! Now we get to see Justice hand down another
sentence. Piersall gonna pay!

[Augustus] 
For what?

[Hairie] 
Impersonating a wrestler of course. That's a crime punishable by
multiple blows to the skull with any and every foreign object in
a thirty foot radius.

[Garcia] 
I can't believe this. Lupo seems to be trying to encourage
Justice to strike Piersall. OH THANK GOD! Piersall's moving! He's
crawled over to check on Keyes. TURN AROUND MIKE!!!

[Augustus] 
I'm not quite sure, but I think Piersall may have injured is neck
at some point during the match. He's not really moving his head
and neck much.

[Hairie] 
NAIL HIM JUSTICE!!! NOW!!! JUSTICE FOR ALL!!!

[Garcia] 
Lupo down off the apron. Justice looks at the brass knuckles ...
AND PUTS THEM ON!!! This can't be happening!!!

[Augustus] 
Alas poor Superman. We knew him well.

[Garcia] 
PIERSALL IS UP! HE'S UP! Justice looks at Piersall ... now at
Lupo, who's still egging him on ... and now to the crowd!

[Hairie] 
Man if this were a shoe commercial he would of just *done* it!
HIT HIM FOR PETE'S SAKE!

[Garcia] 
Piersall approaches Justice ... he can't believe what he's seeing
... Piersall looks at Lupo and starts making his way to the ropes
... AND JUSTICE TAKES A SWIPE AT HIM!!!

[Augustus] 
Excuse me. But did he just /MISS/ at point blank range?

[Hairie] 
What is this crap!

[Garcia] 
And JUSTICE ... is down? Justice is kicking and screaming like a
madman! He's clutching his head and pounding the mat! I don't get
this!

[Augustus] 
I think I do. There's now way a man like Justice can do something
so contrary to his own beliefs and justifications, if you don't
mind the word play, and not have some mental repercussions. He's
at the cross roads now and he can't seem to handle it.

[Hairie] 
GOOD GRIEF!!! You mean to say this shmuck's having a moral
dilemma in the ring!? I /KNEW/ he was pansy! What a farce! I want
my money back ...

[Garcia] 
You didn't pay, Chris ... Justice rolls out of the ring now ...
he drops the knucks to the ground ... AND HE SEES DR. LUPO!!!
Justice just staring at Lupo ... he's pointing at Lupo ...
Justice chases Lupo up the aisle and through the curtains! Fans
we have to go to a commercial break we'll be back right after
these message!

[Augustus] 
Nice spot for a commercial. Hope they don't flip the channel.
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[Garcia] 
Folks we're back and in *incredible* turn of events on tonight's
inaugural episode of Armageddon.

[Hairie] 
I'll say. Justice blew his shot at becoming the first person to
ever issue a beatdown on Armageddon. What was he thinking?

[Augustus] 
Probably, 'Why am I turning my back on my fans and friends,' or
something along those lines.

[Garcia] 
Well we should get some answers as Justice is heading /BACK/ to
the ring.

[Hairie] 
I KNEW IT!!! He couldn't pass up a once in a lifetime chance to
go down in the books as the first ever to issue a beatdown on
Armageddon!

[Augustus] 
We'll see because Piersall has just received word of his countout
victory and is heading /UP/ the aisle.

[Garcia] 
And they meet!

[Hairie] 
DECK HIM!

[Garcia]
No blows exchanged. It looks as if Justice is talking to Piersall
about the match. Piersall nods his head ... AND THEY SHAKE
HANDS!!! THE FANS ARE LOVING IT!!!

[Augustus] 
And the /REAL/ Justice looks to be making a return.

[Hairie] 
Slack jawed yokel.

[Garcia] 
Justice is in the ring now and is asking for the house mic.

[Justice] 
{pauses a few moments, looking at the ground, then looking up
at the audience. He's hesitant.} Uhhh ... This is going to be
very hard for me, so please, bear with me. I ... have to
apologize ... to a lot of people. First of all, Mike Piersall and
Greg Gardner. When you came out and confronted me a few weeks
ago, I had forgotten how you had stood by me in the past ... and
why you did. You did ... because you remembered something that I
had forgotten ... that friendship is more important than anything
... even my mission. I ... needed you ... and when you tried to
help, I rejected you. I can't do anything now, but hope you will
forgive me.

I have to apologize to you, the fans. Those of you who still
cheered, when I walked out tonight: Thank you, so much. You still
believed in me, when I gave you absolutely no reason to do so. I
hope I can live up to the trust you placed in me. For those of
you who stopped cheering, who saw what I was doing, and
disapproved: I am so very, very sorry. I have to do everything I
can, for the rest of my life, if necessary, to make it up to you;
to regain your trust, and your support. I *need* you behind me
... because when I lose faith, what you give me keeps me going. I
forgot that, for a few months, and I betrayed you. And I swear,
as long as you are with me, that will never happen again.

But all that leaves the question: Why did this happen? Why did
Justice lose his faith, and come so close to the edge? {gets a
little angry} Week after week, I was attacked ... not by people
who feared my turning to them, necessarily, but wrestlers who I
*may have* gone after someday. And they cost me ... for they were
not punished for their actions, but walked away ... and laughed!
Why would these wrestlers want to attack Justice, knowing it
would risk his wrath? This makes no sense ... until you consider
the words of the Jade Tiger. He said that sometimes "We must
follow someone else's path". Someone else's path ... a path that
led through me Who would have arranged for Crystal Crow to attack
me? Perhaps the same person who would have arranged for those two
Austrian reprobates to attack me. Then, why?

Maybe ... maybe ... because they knew what might happen. Maybe,
because they knew what not punishing these villains would do to
me. Maybe because they knew this might send me to the edge.
{angrier} And who was there, when I was at that edge? Who was
there, to give me that final nudge ... to make me betray EVERYONE
and EVERYTHING I hold IMPORTANT?!?  DOCTOR ROBERT LUPO!!!!

Lupo, all along ... all along, it was you, wasn't it? Everytime I
turned, everytime I dealt with one who deserved justice, there
was another, and *all* walked away! And you suspected, didn't
you? You thought you knew what might happen, when Justice was
pushed just a little too far. And when you thought the time was
right, you were there. You were *so* ready to give me that hand
... to give me that extra little push needed ... to send me into
that spiral of deceit and dishonour ... that pit of chaos! And I
was so close ... so very, very close ... {trails away, as if
considering what might have happened, then looks up again}.

Lupo, you came so close to destroying everything I hold dear ...
everything that I AM! It only seems fitting that I do the same to
you.

{furious} The Syndicate ... IS FINISHED!! I shall tear down
EVERYTHING that you have built here! Your Champions, your money,
your connections ... none of it can save you, Lupo. Piece by
piece, I shall destroy it ALL! And when I am done ... When I am
done, I shall leave you sitting among the ruins of what you have
built. And you shall weep ... and you shall rail against that day
when you ever thought you could overturn the SCALES OF JUSTICE!!!

I am coming for you, Robert Lupo. Dig your hole as deep as you
want, but I will find you. And you will ... be ... JUDGED!!!

{throws the mic to the side and storms out of the ring and back
to the dressing rooms.}

[Garcia] 
And Justice *IS* served as Justice himself wakes up and realizes
the cause of all his trouble and seeks to hand down the proper
sentence.

[Augustus] 
I'll have to admit it. I'm glad Justice is back to him old self
again. Goes to show you that there are some good people in this
world. Fortunately for us we see just that in Justice.

[Hairie] 
Biggest mistake of his life. He shoulda nailed him when he had
the chance. I guess now he goes back to trying to break Cal
Ripken's streak.

[Garcia] 
WHAT!?

[Hairie] 
Cal's played in over 2000 consectutive games. It's obvious
Justice is gonna lose that many consecutive matches if he doesn't
wake up and join Dr. Lupo. Where's the count at after tonight?
Four? Five?

[Garcia] 
Anyway! Well folks that's all tonight from the United Center in
the windy city. Join us next week for AWI ARMAGEDDON! Featured
matches include: Winner of the Stampede Battle Royal
"Troublemaker" Ken Mischief in action, ladies action on tap when
"Blue Ribbon" Dorothy Gayle finally hooks up with the enigmatic
one Sarah Victory, and first ever tag team action as The
Mississippi Mob takes on Perry and Tyler ... The Toxic Twins!

[Hairie] 
Man... the babes are gonna be out next week!

[Augustus] 
Your IQ actually fluctuates as the day progresses doesn't it.

[Garcia] 
Fans on behalf of Stephen Augustus and Chris Hairie, I'm Raul
Garcia Jr. saying ... so long everybody!
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