LIVE!!!! FROM THE COLBYPLEXLIVE!!!! FROM THE COLBYPLEX
(The SEWF logo stands in dark red lettering. A guy in a PTD shirt walks up and places a box on it. The box blows, blowing away the SEWF logo and showing a PTD logo. Fade to JLB and SSC at the "broadcast location.")
JLB: The PTD is back up in ya with another edition of the new and improved Saturday Night Mothership. With me tonight is the Stylin' one, fresh off of a one week suspension and still under probation.
SSC: That's right, I'm back to bring a little decency back to this show.
JLB: Did I mention you're under suspension and I know Colby personally?
SSC: Sorry
JLB: SIR!
SSC: Sorry, sir.
JLB: That's better. Now, we have a special appearance by the best stable to ever roam the pro wrestling scene, the PTD!!!
SSC: Oh boy.
(The PTD music starts playing and outcomes a smiling Magnus Colby, followed by Chapel, Kezmaniac, DRI, Thunder Rider (playing his World tag belt as an air guitar), Road Kill (who is wearing his belt), and finally the World Heavyweight Champion, Caladan Moore (who has his belt draped over his shoulder) and the lovely Christina, all decked out in their PTD: Join the Revolution gear. They all make their way to ringside and into the ring. Chapel grabs the house mic fron the intimidated ring announcer as Thunder Rider mounts the turnbuckle to show off his belt to the crowd. Once everyone is in the ring, Chapel hands the mic to President Magnus Colby and the music ends).
COLBY: Well, isn't this just too sweet. Not only do we control 60% of the SEWF, but we also have the greatest wrestler in the world, your World Heavyweight Champion - Caladan Moore!
CALADAN: Thanks Mr. President. And may I just say that you're doing a heck of a job!
COLBY: Why thank you Caladan. And, to top everything off, we also have the best tag team in the world, and your new World tag team champions - Thunder Rider and Road Kill!
(Thunder Rider and Road Kill both hold up their belts, all smiles. Thunder Rider hands his belt to Road Kill and goes over to Colby. He takes the mic).
THUNDER RIDER: (with a really bad spanish accent): Yo...we in the PTD are conductin' a little survey...
(The others shake their heads and start smiling)
TR: (continuing his bad accent) It's real simple. All we want to know is whether you all find the Plague as annoying as we do. Yes?
(A large portion of the crowd cheers as Caladan breaks out laughing)
TR: (now talking normally) That's what I thought. Well then, let me make this promise: tonight, 'Kill and I are gonna show Poison and Cyanide that we have the antidote for their little INFECTION, and just like last week, we're gonna beat them 1..2..3!
(TR hands the mic back to Colby and exchanges hi-fives with his fellow PTDers.)
COLBY: Well said Thunder Rider. I'd like to send out a big PTD hello to our inspirational leader Styme, who's at home right now. Come back soon, cause we miss you!
(Caladan comes over)
CALADAN: Can I make the big announcement boss?
COLBY: Certainly. Go ahead.
CALADAN: Thanks Mr. President. It goes like this - Frazer Fury, we never had a chance to even the score with you over what happenned to Styme, so I'm laying out the challenge right here, right now. I challenge you Frazer, to a dream partner tag match. You pick your partner and I'll pick mine, so that next week, on this program, we can go at it and settle this thing. You've been a thorn in our side since day one and it's time that you learned that the PTD takes care of its own. What's this?
(VP Dave Shaw has made his way down to ringside and enters the ring)
COLBY: What do you want Shaw? Shouldn't you be overseeing something back stage right now?
SHAW: Well, boss, I've got a little proposition for you.
COLBY: I'm all ears.
SHAW: Well, to be frank, no one likes you or your PTD regime, and I'm out here to fix the situation. Feb. 1st, at the PPV SEWF: LOST CONTROL, I understand you will be entering a PTD team in the stable war.
COLBY: This is true.
SHAW: Well, here's the deal. If the PTD loses, they lose control of the SEWF. If any of the other teams lose, you get my share of the SEWF, leaving only Tex's 10%.
COLBY: Ah, you want your little company back. It's so moving. I'm touched. How about you Caladan?
CALADAN: I'm more moved than touched actually.
COLBY: But I'm afraid the answer's no Shaw. I'm not stupid. I have nothing to gain. Besides, it would be at least 3 teams against us.
(Caladan leans over and whispers something to Colby. Colby smiles)
COLBY: You want your precious SEWF back do you? Well here's the deal, take it or leave it. The stable fight will be in two stages. All the other teams will face off at the pay per view to see who will go on to the following Saturday night to take on my boys for the stable title.
(Caladan whispers something to Colby)
COLBY: (nods) Good idea. It'll be a battlezone match. Each team will have 4 guys. One man from each team is drawn at random and starts, wrestling a singles match. When one is eliminated, the next guy from his team comes out, and so on, until one team is out of guys. Is this acceptable so far Vice President Shaw?
SHAW: So far.
COLBY: We'll put up our 60% control, but you and Tex have to put up the remaining 40%. Oh, and if your team loses, then you VP Shaw, have to resign. Agreed?
SHAW: It's a deal.
COLBY: Excellent. I hope you manage to find a better team this time. Hit the music!
(The music starts back up again and the PTD leave the ring)
JLB: We will soon have total control of this place, this is great!
SSC: That's what you think.
JLB: I don't think, I know.
SSC: I'll agree with the don't think part.
JLB: Our opening bout is next!
TAG ACTION
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Street Thugs vs. Lord Infamous/Diamond Dawg
Announcer: The following match will be a Tag Team, no DQ, winners are named the "Thugs" of the SEWF match. Coming to the ring at this time with a combined weight of over 550 pounds Vandel Savage and DC Stryker, the Streeeeet Thuuuuuuugsss!!!!
(Savage and Stryker approach the ring slowly shaking hands with people along the way receiving a great pop from the crowd. The two men get in the ring and in the other corner.)
And their opponents, with a combined weight of over 520 pounds, Diamond Dawg, and his partner....Loooooord Imfamouuuus!!!!!
These two men run to the ring slide under the bottom rope and The Street Thugs start stomping both DD and LI. The bell rings and the match is under way. DC goes to the outside as does Diamond Dawg. In the ring Lord and Vandel lock-up and Lord gains the advantage first with a knee to the groin of Vandel. He whips Vandel into the corner followed by body splash. He grabs Vandel and whips him into the corner where Dawg and Lord continue to hit and beat Vandel. The ref breaks it up and Lord tags off to his partner Dawg. Diamond take Vandel into the middle of the ring and gives him a POWERBOMB!!!! AND ANOTHER!!!!! Instead of going for the cover he goes up on the top turnbuckle for a TOP ROPE LEGDROP, but no DC shakes the ropes and DD falls on the rope, that looks painful!!! Vandel is up and crawl in to the corner with DC gets the tag and DC is out he is kicking both men!!! He executes a SWINGIN' NECKBREAKER on DD, and whats this a BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX OFF THE TOP ROPE!!!!! He goes for the pin......1!!!!..........2...........THREEEEEE !!!! NO!! NO!! NO!! Lord got a shoulder up that was close, and DC is complaining to the ref!!!! Whats this Diamond is up and he has something in his hand....what is it, he swings at Vandel and missed!!!! he missed, and Vandel executes a DDT on Diamond!!!! Its over it has to be!!!! He's not covering....what the He\\ he didn't cover, whats he doing??? DC's got him on his shoulders whats going on??? Wait Lord is back and he rolls DC into a SMALL PACKAGE.....1!!!!!!!........2!!!!!!!!....................NO!!!!!! he got out of that move some how and DC is up and he executes his DC DROP!!!!!!! Lord is out cold and he doesn't pin him!!! He going outside of the ring!!!! Whats he getting?.....HE'S GOT A CHAIR, HE GOT A CHAIR OUT FROM UNDER THE RING!!!!! He approaches the already down Lord and smacks him with the chair on his ribs, he's saying something, "Take that!!!!! You think you are a thug, you ain't sh*t, you hear that you ain't sh*t" and DC hits him again. He drops thechair and Vandel goes up top, this thing is over if they execute this move. DC has him on his shoulders, yep this thing has to be over. Oh no!!!!!!! the VANDEL STRIKE off the Top rope, a version of the Diamond Cutter!!!!!! This thing is over 1!!!!!......2!!!!!!!.........3!!!!!!!!!!!! The street thugs win it, they ppulled it off, and what are they doing???? They are spraypainting them, L-O-S-E-R-S and they have chairs and they are beating the men, These two are a bloody mess!!!!!!
WINNERS AND THE THUGS OF THE SEWF: Street Thugs via the Vandal Strike
JLB: Not horrible, but not impressive either
SSC: I was somewhat impressed by the Thugs' quickness to adapt to the size of the two TANK members.
JLB: Uh...yeah, anyway, it's time for the PTD's own, Kezmaniac!!!!
DEBUT ACTION
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Rapid Fire vs. Kezmaniac w/DRI
The fans are wild and it feels as if they are ready to rip the roof of this place as they await the match between the forces of good and evil! That would be the match between Rapid Fire, at 6'5" and 285lbs., one of the S.E.W.F.'s new up and coming wrestlers, and the evil Kezmaniac, a veteran in the rankings, with a lethal sub- mission hold called, the "Kezmission", few ever escape once it is applied correctly! Rapid Fire, himself has a power move in which he uses to take his opponents out it is called the "Double Barrel Gun Blast", it has yet to be seen but I have a feeling that R. Fire is going to need everything, including the kitchen sink to help him in his up coming match against Kezmaniac!!! The fans begin to cheer as the fireworks begin to explode, that could only mean the entrance of one of two combatants scheduled to fight here tonight! The spot- light is focused on the curtains as they part, revealing a pumped up and charged Rapid Fire, who is jumping from toe to toe like a boxer while throwing a quick fury of jabs!!! After he then begins his walk to the squared circle to await the arrival of his opponent, Kezmaniac, the savy veteran of the two. Just judging by the look on R. Fire's face, one gets the impression of confidence, yet fear is present along with anxiety as he pulls on the ropes trying to stay warm and loosen up while waiting for the opponent!!!! Being fast at cheering for R. Fire, the fans are just as fast at booing and taunting at the sound of the fireworks, which is the announcement of the evil veteran, Kezmaniac, who raises his arms in the air and then proceeds down the aisle towards the ring while wringing his hands and his face with a cocky grin, as if he is looking forward to getting it on with R.Fire, after a week of trash talk between the two of them!!! Now is the moment to walk the walk, as Kezmaniac jumps over the top rope and does a series of squats and throws a few leg kicks, as R.Fire begins pacing in his corner waiting for the referee to sound the bell!!! DING,DING, the bell goes off and the two begin to circle each other in the ring, each trying to figure out what the other may do, when all of a sudden, Kez raises his right hand in the air, challenging R.F. to a game of mercy. After not going for it right away, Kez raises both hands in the air and starts taunting R.F. into falling in- to his trap! R.F. stops circling and begins to raise his right hand towards Kez's left hand, the sly,and experienced Kez has the look of confidence as he grins when he and R.F. clench hands as R.F. raises and locks the other hand with Kez, the two quickly start to move one another back and forth in this battle of strength. Kez quickly pulls their arms out to the side so he is able to deliver a stunning head butt, causing R.F. to reach for his head, while Kez wastes no time and begins to kick R.F. in the mid-section!! Now with the upper hand, Kez grabs and whips R.F into the ropes and he himself heads in the opposite direction and uses the ropes for more power and delivers and comes flying at R.F. knocking him on his ass with a vicious clothes-line, which literally spun R.F. around doing a complete 360 and land- ing on his face!!! That clothes-line damn near took R.F's head off and Kez couldn't be any happier than he is now as he goes for the pin,1.....2...,R.F. kicks out!! Kez doesn't let that hinder him any, as he climbs up the turn-buckles, to the top rope and leaps into the air,heading right for R.F. who is flat on his back and moaning with pain when BOOOM, Kez executes a perfect,text book body splash on the already hurt R.F.! Kez begins to taunt the fans, leaving R.F. some time to get his strength together, until Kez suddenly yanks R.F. up by the hair and begins to set him up for a pile-driver, but while taunting the fans R.F.grabs Kez by the knees and lifts him over his head and sends Kez flying into the ropes and out of ring. The fans are going crazy and yelling, which seems to get R.F.'s juices flowing again and back to his feet. While outside the ring, Kez is shaking off the effects of being thrown out of the ring, when suddenly out of nowhere, R.F., comes flying from the top rope and drops a flying elbow on the dazed Kez, sending them both to the ground! The referee begins his counting as R.F. picks up Kez and power-slams him on the cement floor of the arena!! Not wasting a moment of time, R.F. tosses Kez and follows right behind him in persuit as the referee stops his counting at 7. R.F. decides to pick up Kez and BAAAMM, the perfect belly to belly suplex, then goes for the cover,1.....2.... and Kez kicks out using his last bit of strength. R.F. is pumped and the crowd loves it, he takes Kez and lifts him like a ragdoll straight up into the air and SLAAAMMM, a ring shaking standing suplex!!!! R.F. begins to clap his hands, which I think means he is going for his signature, "Gun Barrell Blast"!!! The veteran Kez is definitely shaken and it doesn't look like he can take much more of this, when R.Fire picks him up like a sack of potatoes, carries him over to the corner and props Kez up while he goes to the top turnbuckle,get Kez up on his shoulder and dives towards the center of the ring and BOOOOOOOMMMM, R.Fire executes his perfect finisher to the crowds amazement at the move!!!!!!! Rapid Fire quickly grabs a leg and goes for the pin,1.....2.....3, Kez suffers a painful defeat at the hands of the up and coming Rapid Fire. After the pin, he jumps up in the air and pumps his fist three times as the crowd goes wild and cheers the winner, Rapid Fire and his amazing ability after seeing his finishing move!!!!!
WINNER: Rapid Fire via Gun Barrel Blast
SSC: Not a bad debut for Rapid Fire and what a devastating finisher!
JLB: It was a fluke, just like everyone knows that saw the match. Kezmaniac was screwed over by the ref.
SSC: What match were you watching.
JLB: Shut up smart a$$
SSC: I don't think you can say that on TV.
JLB: Hey, this is my show, I can do whatever I want. Let's see some more debut action with the official debut of that punk Prodigy.
"Don" Vito vs. "The Prodigy" Jason Cline
Lights go dim inside the ColbyPlex, and all eyes begin to focus on the enterance way where the wrestler's will make their way to the ring. Spot lights are scanning all over the crowd before focusing on the curtains of the enterance. Suddenly, music begins to play. It is "Fanfare for the common man." All of a sudden, Jason Cline busts through the ropes and makes his way down the isle. He is wearing sunglasses and has on stretched bicker shorts. He is quick to get to the ring, and the crowd does not react much in or out of his favor. The crowd goes silent, and the lights go dim one more time. Don Vito appears, and the crowd begins to make slanderous remarks at him. Don, upset with the outcome of the crowd, just laughs to shrug it off. He leaps to the ring, and points at Cline. The bell rings to start of the match. Cline, still removing his sunglasses, get nailed from behind by Vito. Bounding away at his back side, Vito is ready for a fight. Vito turns Cline around and wips him to the far corner. Cline lands hard in the corner, and sees that Vito is trying to follow up with a runing splash. Cline moves, and Vito's shoulder lands into the turnbuckle. Cline begins his onslaught now. Cline throws a couple of jabs at Vito, each one knocking his back a little. Then, he grabs the arm with the bad shoulder of Vito, and goes into an arm lock. Vito, in pain, tabs his shoulder to keep the blood flowing. Vito is quick to reverse the hold. Cline, now feeling his own arm lock, summersaults onto the mat, springboards onto his feet, and lands a standing dropkick. Vito gets up quick, only to meet a body slam. Vito, again getting up with haste, is met with a belly-to-belly suplex. Vito holds his back, and Cline jumps around praising his "great" ability. Cline picks up Vito, and throws him into the ropes. Cline ducks his head, waiting for a back body drop. Vito, seeing cline, stops the mommentum, and lands a swinging neck breaker. Both sides cannot seem to gain an upper hand. Vito, picking up Cline, snap suplexes him to the mat. This was followed up with two quick knee drops to the neck of Cline. Cline, down but not out, was moaning in pain. Vito keep working on Cline's neck, as he went into a reverse chin lock. The ref asked Cline if he had enough, but Cline said "no." Getting tired from chinlock, Cline used what energy he had left, and wiped Vito to the ropes. Vito bounced off the ropes and was hit with a lariet. All seemed to be going well with Cline. He through Vito to the ropes again, and tried to land another back body drop. This was to be a big mistake. Vito ran full force into Cline, only with Cline's head between his legs. Vito picked up Cline in a pile driver position, ran full throttle, and slamed him down. Vito for the cover! 1...2.......3!!!!! Well, it was not a great match for either wrestlers, but Vito will have a victory that will help him in his quest for the gold in the SEWF. I think both men need some more expecience before that day though.
WINNER: "Don" Vito via Execution running piledriver
JLB: (Laughing) Welcome to the SEWF, Cline. The mafia guy beat Cline, that's rich.
SSC: It was good fought match, could have gone either way.
JLB: The point is, that's a match for the L column for Prodigy. Next we have the "enforcer" of the PTD, Chapel!
SPECIAL BLINDFOLD MATCH
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Hemlock vs. Chapel
Hemlock is announced first, and comes to the ring looking very determined. Chapel comes to the ring looking just as determined. They stare each other down from accross the ring, as the ref holds up the blindfolds for all to see. The ref walks over to Hemlock, and secures the blindfold around his eyes. Chapel smiles as the ref begins to walk towords him, then rushes at Hemlock befor the ref can put Chapel's blindfold on him. Instinctivly, Hemlock moves out of the corner, causing Chapel to hit the turnbuckle full force, knocking the windo out of him. Hemlock nails Chapel with a couple of elbows, then gropes around a bit to get Chapel in a front face lock, then pulls him out to the center of the ring. Hemlock gets Chapel in a high verticle suplex. Hemlock then feels around until he finds the stunned Chapel. Hemlockpicks Chapel up, then lays into him with a series of hard backhand chops. Hemlock whips Chapel into the ropes, but misses with a clothesline as Chapel ducks underneath. Hemlock follows the sound of Chapels running, and turns to face the oncoming Chapel. Chapel goes for a crossbody block, but Hemlock catches him, and turns it into a power slam. Hemlock picks up Chapel, and gets him into a spinning side salto, then drops him into a Samoan bulldog. Picking Chapel up yet again, Hemlock nails a venomplex, then another, and then a third. Without warning, Hemlock locks on the Poisoning, getting the submission. Hemlock rips the blindfold off his eyes as The Plague run down to the ring to celebrate the victory.
WINNER: Hemlock via Poisoning
SSC: PTD isn't looking so tough tonight James.
JLB: This is all Shaw's doing, he biased the refs, or loaded everyone's boots, or something. It's a fluke!
SSC: Spin it the best ya can James, it won't work.
JLB: Shut up, let's just go to the ring.
THREE WAY DANCES
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Ghost vs. "The Quiet Man" Steve Maldor vs. Hard Core Harry Von Erich
Steve Maldor, Hard Core, and Ghost wait in the ring for the referee to signal the bell. The bell is sounded as the three go at it. Steve Maldor and Ghost lock up as Hard Core awaits a chance to make his move. Maldor punches Ghost then kicks him in the gut. Then he delivers a suplex to Ghost. Maldor rebounds from the ropes, and lands Ghost with an elbow drop. While Steve Maldor gets up from the elbow drop Hard Core catches him with a bulldog. Then he picks him up and attemps a DDT, but Maldor throws Hard Core off just to get nailed with a clothesline from Ghost. Ghost rebounds off the ropes and hits the two with a double clothesline. He dropkicks Maldor, then he dropkicks Hard Core. Hard Core is knocked out of the ring . Steve Maldor and Ghost are face to face. They exchange blows for a few minutes until Steve Maldor blocks a punch from Ghost and goes for the claw. Ghost catches the hand of Steve Maldor and hits him with The Final Breath. Hard Core comes out of nowhere and clotheslines Ghost almost decapitating him with the impact. Hard Core just kicks and punches Ghost until Steve Maldor recovers. The two of them beat the hell out of Ghost. The basically drill a mudhole into him. Then Hard Core holds Ghost as Steve Maldor rebounds off the ropes, and destroys him with the heart punch. It isn't over there as Steve Maldor hits him with another heart punch. Then he nonchalantly takes the pin.
WINNER: Steve Maldor via heart punch
SSC: An interesting turn of events.
JLB: Yeah, a bunch of SEWF jobbers fighting each other, how cool....
SSC: Better than some of the talent you got over there at the PTD camp. ::cough, DRI:: ::Cough, Road Kill::
JLB: You wanna go back to sitting on your a$$ in Podunk City, Wyoming?
SSC: Sorry
JLB: SIR!!!!
SSC: Sorry, sir
JLB: Whatever, let's see the other 3 way with that pathetic VP, Ropin' Tex.
Jameson Spleen w/Jenkins vs. Ropin' Tex vs. Sampson
Jameson Spleen made his way to ringside first, accompanied by Jenkins who was once again carrying a Haliburton for protection. Then the music changed and Ropin' Tex started down towards the ring, but after Tex had began to walk towards the ring the music changed in mid-beat to the Plague's intro music and the lights began to flicker on and off. The flickering of the lights was slow enough to see flashes of the Plague( without Sampson) running up behind Tex and attacking him in the aisle. Ropin' Tex fought back as the lights kept right on flickering, but he was simply overwhelmed and taken out by a big powerbomb on the concrete courtesy of Kuro Kazuya. With Tex hurt, the Plague began to drag him back to the locker room area. As the lights continued to flash the music gets softer and Sampson's voice can be heard over the arena loud speaker.
SAMPSON: Don't take this personally Tex, I just wanted some time alone with my friend Jameson.
The lights returned to a steady color of green as the music got louder. Jameson turned towards the rampway to await his opponent and didn't see Sampson slide out from underneath the ring. Jenkins did though and Spleen managed to spin around just in time to take a big lariat from Sampson. Sampson immediately went for an all out power attack, trying to keep Spleen down and keep him from mounting a comeback, assailing him with kicks, stomps, punches and several repeated chokeholds which he broke only at the very last instant. Sampson dragged Spleen to the centre of the ring and took him over with a delayed vertical suplex and floated over for a quick cover: One...Tw...no, kickout. Sampson didn't seem too worried though and renewed the attack with another vicious chokehold, once again only breaking for a second at the four count before beginning to choke Spleen again. Sampson picked Spleen up by the hair, but Spleen surprised him with an instinctive small package. One...No, big kickout. Sampson was up fast and nearly took Spleen's head off with a big running lariat. Sampson went to the ropes and came back with a big legdrop down across the back of Spleen's head. He picked up Spleen and slammed him hard to the mat three times in quick succession before going for another cover. One...no Sampson has decided to go for another choke, once again not breaking until the four count. The ref provides a warning, but Sampson didn't seem exactly concerned about it. Sampson once again drags Spleen to his feet and sends him into the ropes. He tries a powerslam, but Spleen leaps over and hits the ropes again, nailing Samspon with a flying shoulder block on the rebound that sends Sampson backwards. Spleen is trying to rally and goes to the ropes again, but this time Sampson is ready for him and catches him with a devastating powerslam. Cover...one...two...thr...shoulder up. Sampson goes back to the chokehold and the ref is really getting upset. Sampson picks up Spleen and muscles him up into a military press. He walks over to the corner and drops him straight down onto the turnbuckle, which Spleen hits face first. Spleen appears to be completely out of it as Samspon hoists him again and hits the running tombstone. One...two...three.
WINNER: Sampson via running tombstone.
SSC: Impressive for Sampson, a big win over the Rookie Champ, Spleen.
JLB: He was too chicken to take on 2, so he had is little budies take out one. How pathetic.
SSC: Good strategy.
JLB: Well, they're putting the cage into place as we speak. Let's go to the ring.
CAGE MATCH, DQ IF ANYONE COMES TO RINGSIDE
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Maul vs. SuperNova
The lights near the entrance turn into a dim yellow haze as we see Maul march out to a wave of boos and jeers. Maul is accompanied by Mr. Lynch until they get halfway to the caged ring. The two have a last minute discussion and then Maul walks the rest of the way on his own. He enters the cage and walks to the far corner waiting patiently for his opponent, Supernova. Suddenly the lights turn to bright red as giant balls of fire shoot out around the entrance to the ring. Supernova emerges from the flames looking more confident than ever. As he paces towards the ring he points at Maul who is now shouting profanities at the crowd. The door of the cage slams shut just as Maul is slamming Supernova to the mat with a giant lariat. He repeatedly slams his muscular forearms into the back of SN, knocking him down further each time. Maul, feeling the advantage, lifts SN onto his shoulder. As he attempts to run him head first into the ringpost SN slides off of Maul's back pushing him face first into the turnbuckle. He follows up with a back body drop landing Maul directly on his neck. SN begins to pummel the downed maul with a fury of punches to the jaw. ( No one said that this was going to be pretty.) SN then lifts Maul to his feet only to knock him back down with a standing dropkick. SN goes to the top rope and delivers a cross body block on Maul, but is caught in mid-air and slammed into the side of the cage. Maul starts scraping SN's face into the cage, grating away at his flesh until blood begins to pour from the wound. Maul delivers a few boots to the chest, but becomes destracted by a fan who had just attempted to throw something at him. In the meantime Supernova gets to his feet and kicks Maul in the side of the right knee sending him tumbling to the mat in pure anguish. SN pushes Mauls leg through the third row of grating on the cage and then begins to drop his full body weight on it. After a few times of this SN begins softening the big man's leg even more with the achilles hold. Maul, now writhing in pain, goes to his only defense and rakes the eyes of Supernova to break the hold. Supernova still gets to his feet first and delivers a russian leg sweep on the crippled Maul. SN continues his attack on the right leg of Maul by dropping repeated knees and fists to it. Supernova helps Maul up and attempts an irish whip but Maul is too strong and reverses it throwing SN into the corner instead. This gives Maul some time, but he can not capitalize due to the extensive damage on the knee. Supernova now almost completely blinded by his own blood bounces off the far ropes to deliver a running bulldog on Maul, to no avail. Maul grabs SN midway through the move and turns it into a backbreaker. Maul, not being able to stand at this point, begins to choke Supernova relentlessly. Supernova's bloody body can be seen floundering in the ring attempting to get out of this madman's grasp. SN , as a last defense, starts ripping out the hair of Maul until the grip is released. Both men lie beside one another trying to regain their wind while the entire crowd is erupting to enormous proportions. Maul is the first man up, and taking advantage of this privalege punches SN square in the back of the neck dropping him hard into his own puddle of blood. Maul begins to hobble towards the cage door but is met by a Supernova baseball slide into the leg, sweeping Maul off of his feet and on top of Supernova. The two men, both bloodied by this maylay begin swarming one another with fists and kicks. In it's late moments the urgency of victory in this situation turns this match right into a streetfight, neither man really winning. Supernova finds himself on top thrusting every ounce of energy he has into the side of Maul's head. On the other hand Maul is sticking with kidney shots and kicks to the side. Supernova now pulling away increases his fury letting all his anger fly out of his fists busting Maul wide open on the ring apron. SN then rises to his feet, gives Maul's knee one more stomp for good measure, then applies the sharpshooter. Supernova has he sharpshooter on Maul who is now screaming out tremendous cries of pain. As the pool of Maul's blood begins to spread Supernova takes every last bit of his energy to tighten the move and pull back farther. Maul, who is bleeding profusely, screams out in a deafening howl : " I QUIT." Quickly the door of the cage flies open and the ring is rushed by paramedics and several referees. The head ref calls for the bell as the rest of the crew checks on the condition of both fallen bodies. Supernova, although victorious, lie motionless in the ring with the occasional twitch, while Maul lie screaming in pain holding onto his right leg. As we begin to watch highlights from this spectacular match first aid is being administered on both men.
WINNER: SuperNova via sharpshooter
JLB: Another page in that great fued, that's nowhere close to being settled.
SSC: Personally, I love to see rivalries like that in this sport.
JLB: The first time we've agreed tonight.
SSC: Scary.
JLB: Exactly, let's go to the ring.
CRUISERWEIGHT TITLE MATCH
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Emmanuel Calliente (c) vs. Void
Void came down to the ring first, under blue pulses of light. Next, a firey Mexican tune lit up the audience, who cheered loudly for Emmanuel Calliente, who walked down the aisleway. Calliente was wearing silver and neon green, and seemed to be sporting a little bit of the futuristic look. Calliente springboarded in and hit a headscissor takeover right away, and was quick to follow that with a beatiful quebrada. Void slinked to the corner, and looked at Emmanuel, who sparked up the fans. Void charged the quick mexicano sparkplug, who dropped him with a toe-hold, and followed that with a standing moonsault. Void was incensed, and began just getting reckless. He charged Calliente, who leapfrogged him twice, and dropkicked him in the knee the third time. The crowd cheered wildly for the enthusiastic young luchador, who smiled broadly in appreciation. void finally got a single leg pickup on Emmanuel, and was able to hit a bit of a stungun over the top rope, sending Calliente jolting violently to the center of the ring. Void went up top, and hit a lovely moonsault, and covered, to no avail, getting a two count. Void followed that with two running legdrops, and then picked up Emmanuel for a running ligerbomb. Void began running with Calliente, but Emmanuel snapped him over with a great rana, and Void was sent plummeting to the outside, between the top and middle ropes. Void stood on the outside, rubbing his head, and Emmanuel bounced off the far side ropes, and springboarded. Void ducked away to the side, anticipating his opponent, but Calliente threw a surprise, and did a backflip, landing with the ease of a cat on his feet in the ring, while Void waited for him to hit the floor. Void finally looked up, and Calliente rushed him, hitting a tope suicida onto him, and sending him crashing into the gate. Emmanuel got up first, and got onto the ring apron, before hitting a running senton onto the downed Void, and tossing him into the ring. Emmanuel leapt to the top ropes, and hit a devastating split-legged moonsault on Void, for the one, two, thre-not quite, Void barely nudged his way out of it. The fans were popping like nobody's business now, as Emmanuel bounced off the far ropes. Unfortunately for him, Void hit a powerslam that absolutely rocked the ring. Void picked him up, and hit a pancake on him, and picked him up again. This time, Void went for a rana, but was dropped into a tigerbomb, which he rolled into a pin attempt for himself, but Calliente managed to turn into a rolling cradle, which garnered him another two count. Finally, the two broke up, and bounced off opposite ropes. Calliente somersaulted along the mat, and Void flipped over him, they did this again, and then Calliente just stopped short, and hit a headscissor takeover on Void. Emmanuel rushed up top, and hit a 450 Splash. Void wasn't hit very well with it, so Emmanuel went up top again, this time executing a nearly perfect corkscrew moonsault. Emmanuel went out onto the apron, and went for a springboard, but Void caught him. Void dropped Emmanuel down, and Calliente jumped up, attempting a rana. He was caught on Void's shoulders, and spun around, so that he and Void were facing the same way. Void, not knowing what to do, climbed up the ropes, planning to send Calliente to his deathfall. Calliente surprised him, and whipped himself around, hitting a rana that sent Void smashing his back hard into the guard rail. Void wasn't moving, and Calliente tossed him into the ring. Void stood up in the center of the ring, and Emmanuel was out on the apron. Calliente springboarded, and turned sideways, and then went into a sideways flip of sorts, and caught Void with a stunning dropkick, that sent him stumbling into the turnbuckles. Emmanuel turned his masked head downward, and ran toward Void, and thenn did a flip into him, which he then turned into a spinning flip pin combination, and had Void locked up beyond belief for a one, two, three!
WINNER:Emmanuel Calliente via a spinning flip takeover pin combination
After the match, Calliente took his belt, and showed off for the crowd, before heading backstage. The lights went all down, and a blacklight seemed to glow from above. Pounding music hit the PA, and the sounds of a roving tank and machine gun fire could be heard, and out came...THE PLAGUE!?!?!? Kazuya lead the way, as he stalked to the ring.
KK:Void. We showed you what you really are.
Hemlock:But do you truly even know yet?
The Plague then proceeded to jump Void again. Kazuya gave him two Kuro-Jins, Hemlock hit a Venomplex, and Posion locked on a Poisoning, and then they switched. Sampson gave the small man four running tombstone piledrivers onto a steel chair. Nomad put on the Hangman's Noose, as the others beat on Void. Finally, Cyanide hit a Parasite Plunge on him. Kazuya lowered the mic to Void's bloody, scarred, burned face.
Void:Thank you.
The Plague gathers around the downed man, and Kazuya jerks him vilently into a corner.
KK:Welcome to the Plague.
A curious smile comes over Void's face, as blood dribbles past his lips, ever so slightly.
Void:Yes..a dream fulfilled for myself...a nightmare fullfilled for everyone else.
Hemlock:It is finally understood.
With that, the Plague left the ring, now with Void. They left in the darkness they came in.
SSC: The Plague is getting stronger James. Better hope they don't win the stable wars cause you could be removed from this set pretty quickly.
JLB: Won't happen, I'm not worried.
SSC: Sure.
JLB: Anyway, time for the first title defense for the great tag team, Road Kill and Thunder Rider!
TAG TITLE TRIPLE THREAT
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Thunder Rider/Road Kill (c) vs. Cyanide/Poison vs. Spyder/TA w/Dynamite Dave
As the crowd filters their ears on the music of the next coming wrestlers, Poison and Cyanide appear. Walking down to the twisted music of the Plague theme, they pay no attention to the fans who are shouting boos and hisses. One fan even tried to throw water on Poison, but Cyanide grabbed his arm and gave him a slap to the face. The fan, needless to say, was happy that he was not killed by the "Silent Assassin." As Cyanide and Poison enter the ring, a loud booming comes from the enterance where we see Texas Assassin and Spyder are coming down. The crowd is now going wild with the excitement of seeing Texas Assassin and Syder making their way to the ring. Fans reach out to grab them, and TA and Spyder gladly return the slaps. As they jump into the ring, Syder does a front flip in front of Cyanide as a way of saying that, " I am better than you will ever be." Though, we will have to see about that. Wait!!! Here comes the final opponents. Roadkill and Thunder Rider make their way out of the locker room and down the isle to the ring where TA, Syder, Poison, and Cyanide await them. Some of the fans who are wearing PTD shirts, give their hands to show their appreciation of TR and RK. Thunder Rider and Roadkill only got the match on their minds at this point, and fail to shake the hands of their fans. As TR and RK leap onto the apron of the SEWF ring, the ref, looking scared, explains the rules one final time. With all wrestler's in agreement of the rules, he calls for the bell. For some reason, the bell caused all the wrestler's to forget the rules, because they all charged at each other. This was chaos if I have ever known it. Texas Assassin was beating on Roadkill, Thunder Rider punishing Cyanide, and Poison riping on Syder. No man had concern for the rules; the tag belts are all that mattered at this point. After a while of total anarchy, Cyanide, Roadkill, TA, and Syder made their way out of the ring. Poison and Thunder Rider locked up in the middle of the ring. Poison gained the upper hand, and went straight into a side headlock. With utter strength and still keeping TR in the headlock, Poison side wiped TR to the mat. Still grinding away at his head, Poison seemed to have this match under control. This was not going to be the case for long. TR got to his feet, and regained some balance before wiping Poison to the ropes. Running full force, Poison landed a shoulder block that sent TR to the mat. TR jumped up just as quickly as he fell, and Poison went to the ropes again. This time, TR landed a high knee lift that made Poison wretch in pain. TR made a tag to Roadkill, and RK decided to keep up the pace. Picking up Poison, he vertical suplexed him to the mat with ease. UNBELIEVABLE!! Roadkill got in the face of Poison to explain how "freakish" he was, but this was to be a mistake. Poison, first grabbing RK's throat and then getting to his feet, choke slamed RK to the mat. Poison was worn down, and needed a tag. He went to Cyanide, but instead, taged in Texas Assassin! Both men stared at each other for a while, but then TA decided that it was time to wrestle. Texas ran at Roadkill and executed a lovely drop kick. Roadkill bounced up, only to taste another right in the chops. Texas Assassin was on fire. Roadkill had had enough, and went to the outside to gain some time. Cyanide would not stand for this, so he grabbed RK by the back of the head, and through him back into the hands of Texas Assassin. Roadkill put up his hands to beg for mercy from TA, and looked like he was serious for a while. TA looked to the crowd, but all that was heard was screams of "Do it" or "Go for it Tex". While Tex went in to please the crowd, he was met by two kicks to the sturnum. Roadkill then placed TA between his legs, and landed a pile driver. Roadkill went to the far corner, and taged in Cyanide. Both men double teamed the ex-champ with stomps and punches. Roadkill left the rest up to Cyanide. Cyanide picked up TA, and through him to the outside. Roadkill, Thunder Rider, and oison all started to beat on TA. Syder tried to get into the ring, but the ref refused to let him. Cyanide just watched on with a pleased stature. After that beating, TR put Texas back into the ring. Cyanide picked him up, and body slamed him straight down to the mat again. This was followed up with a snap elbow drop. Cyanide was far from finished. He through TA to the ropes an attempted a lariet, but TA gave him a taste of his own. A double lariet. Both men were down on the mat. Texas Assassin looked tired, and needed to get to a fresh man. Cyanide, looking to tag Poison, got to his feet first. The tag was made, but not before Texas could reach Spyder. IT WAS ON!!! Syder leaped from the corner, and landed a drop kick on the mouth of Poison. Thunder Rider rushed in, only to meet a reverse neck breaker. Roadkill was next, but he was only in long enough to recieve a body slam to the outside. Finally, Cyanide came in, only to have a lariet to his head. Syder had cleared the ring, and was on fire. The ref no longer had any power in this match. Syder was in control. No one knew who was the legal man, no one cared. All that mattered was that this was for the tag belts. Syder, going from turnbuckle to turnbuckle, screamed at both teams to "Bring it on!!!" Thunder Rider was to be the one to enter to take on Syder. Syder rushed at Thunder Rider, but TR ducked. This sent Syder right into the corner where Roadkill was. Roadkill landed a roundhouse right to the head of Syder; this started another all out double team. Texas Assassin tried to get in, but once again, the ref would not allow it. Thunder Rider and Roadkill worked on Syder with chokes, knees to the sturnum, and TR finished the double team with a straight right to the groin. OUCH!!! Syder was most certainly feeling it now. Thunder Rider, quite pleased thus far, asked for the crowd's support. Some cheered him on, but most gave no such backup. Thunder Rider, still loving all the attention he was getting, did not see Syder begin to regain his balance. When TR finally did turn around, Syder returned the favor TR had done previously....A KICK TO THE GROIN!!! There was NO love lost here. TR justed stared with his mouth wide open at Syder. Syder pointed at Thunder Rider, then gave him an atomic drop. TR started to run around the ring, holding his "prized area", before finally falling and kicking his legs in pain. Syder slapped his own knee to show the amusement of it. Syder was having a good time, but he was still in pain. So, he taged in Texas Assassin. TA picked up TR and through him to the corner were Poison and Cyanide stood. Texas Assassin wanted them to double team on TR. Cyanide and Poison, having equal hate for both TA/Syder and the PTD, looked at each other and then began to beat to no end on Thunder Rider. Poison and Cyanide did not care who it was, just as long as they got to dish out some pain. Thunder Rider came walking out of the corner, and TA irish wiped him to the far corner; walking out of that one, TR was irished wiped again into the next corner. Texas Assassin was having a blast throwing Thunder Rider from corner to corner. Finally, at the corner where Spyder was, Texas came running and slashed TR. This was to be the begining of the end. Texas Assassin climed the top rope, grabed Thunder Rider, and landed a dynamite DDT!! Texas went for the pin, while Syder jumped in the ring to protect him. But, Texas did not need protection, Cyanide and Poison had already left the ring. It was as if they already knew the outcome. The ref counted...1........2.................3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE NEW CHAMPS, TEXAS ASSASSIN AND SYDER!!!! What a fantastic match on all the competitor's parts!!! I can't belive it. Well folks, it is just like I said before. Anything can happen in the SEWF!!!
WINNERS AND NEW TAG CHAMPS: TA/Spyder via Dynamite DDT by TA on TR
SSC: Ha ha. Tonight was not the best for the PTD.
JLB: Yeah, whatever, Colby will be on this outrage first thing in the morning, just you wait.
SSC: That's what you think.
JLB: I don't think, I know. Anyway, that's all we have tonight folks. So, for the irreplacable Magnus Colby, the replacable Stylin' Steve Chen, and myself. Goodnight!
(Camera fades to PTD logo then to black.)
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