Warfare/Savage Pre Christmas Super Show - 12/19/18 - Results
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WEDNESDAY NIGHT WARFARE
IN COMBINATION WITH
SATURDAY NIGHT SAVAGE
PRE CHRISTMAS SHOW DOWN
Live from Sydney, New South Wales, Australia
19TH DECEMBER 2018
IN COMBINATION WITH
SATURDAY NIGHT SAVAGE
PRE CHRISTMAS SHOW DOWN
Live from Sydney, New South Wales, Australia
19TH DECEMBER 2018
Pink strobe lights flood the arena, with white smoke. SAVAGE has become PERFECTION! Jenny Myst steps out from behind the curtain, her first public appearance in some time, and her first time since Mandii's "big reveal". Mandii, however, was quickly ousted and Savage began to break down and crumble. There hadn't been a PERFECTION: SAVAGE in a while, but now, on the biggest show of the year, Jenny got the green light.
Jenny was dressed nice, formal even. For the first time since "taking over", Jenny Myst actually looked, "professional". She looked as though she had embraced the role of General Manager, instead of just some superstar roster member running roughshod. Jenny smiled, waved, and walked to the ring. However, she still had her "rules." As she walked to the ring, Tig O' Bitties announced her as she had been instructed she must.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, making her way to the ring, from Las Vegas, Nevada......she is the SAVAGE General Manager and the one true QUEEN of the XWF........Jenny Myst!"
Jenny smiles sarcastically and snatches the mic from Tigs, shooing her away, and looks out into the capacity crowd.
Jenny was dressed nice, formal even. For the first time since "taking over", Jenny Myst actually looked, "professional". She looked as though she had embraced the role of General Manager, instead of just some superstar roster member running roughshod. Jenny smiled, waved, and walked to the ring. However, she still had her "rules." As she walked to the ring, Tig O' Bitties announced her as she had been instructed she must.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, making her way to the ring, from Las Vegas, Nevada......she is the SAVAGE General Manager and the one true QUEEN of the XWF........Jenny Myst!"
Jenny smiles sarcastically and snatches the mic from Tigs, shooing her away, and looks out into the capacity crowd.
"I just have to say, DAMN it feels good to be back! So much has happened since I last saw all of you.......and so many good things are going to happen in the future!"
The crowd booed.
"Oh, like any of you didn't miss me? Didn't miss perfection?! Didn't miss the best show on the XWF airwaves every week! Puhhhleeze. Every single one of you was drooling at the mouth at the thought of seeing me again, and I don't blame you. But, I am sure most of you were inquiring to yourselves, chattering like cold teeth in the winter, about where I was....why wasn't there a show the last few weeks, why hasn't Jenny Myst blessed up with her presence?"
The crowd chants "No we haven't" clap clap clap clap clap "No we haven't" clap clap clap clap clap.
"They say you Australian's are good people, have manners, and are respectful. You could learn something from American's."
The crowd rumbled again, but Jenny continued.
The crowd booed.
"Oh, like any of you didn't miss me? Didn't miss perfection?! Didn't miss the best show on the XWF airwaves every week! Puhhhleeze. Every single one of you was drooling at the mouth at the thought of seeing me again, and I don't blame you. But, I am sure most of you were inquiring to yourselves, chattering like cold teeth in the winter, about where I was....why wasn't there a show the last few weeks, why hasn't Jenny Myst blessed up with her presence?"
The crowd chants "No we haven't" clap clap clap clap clap "No we haven't" clap clap clap clap clap.
"They say you Australian's are good people, have manners, and are respectful. You could learn something from American's."
The crowd rumbled again, but Jenny continued.
"........So as many of you know, throughout my illustrious and decorated career here in XWF, I have been in many battles. I have been in many matches that have been taxing on my body. As many of you know, I injured my back a while ago.....Mandii Rider's sneaky and quite frankly cowardly attack on me last month caused me to re-injure the vertebrae I had hurt before. I battled through it, trying to be a tough leader for all of you, and when I took her out and left her to be carried out of a ring a bloody mess, I tore a muscle in my lower back. Long story short, even though I am the epitome of perfection mentally, I am torn up physically. I wasn't even cleared to be inside a wrestling ring because walking up the steps could paralyze me. So, that is where I have been. I tried to work shows from behind the scenes but I ran into some trouble with booking. Apparently, Mandii's re-emergence had scared a lot of people away. I was told that a lot of people find me difficult to work with.......pssht, yeah, maybe those with a thin skin......but we all know that this is all Mandii Rider's fault. I mean, right? But I took her out, and she hasn't stepped foot in a XWF building since. I did that for all of you......"
"We didn't need it" clap clap clap clap clap "We didn't need it" clap clap clap clap clap
"I risked being in a wheelchair for the rest of my life to rid you of the cancer known as Mandii Rider, and THIS is the thanks I get?! Gosh, no wonder Australia isn't respected as a world power, you people wouldn't know a good leader if it was shoved sideways up your ass!"
"That being said, this is the Christmas Show. The super show. The biggest SAVAGE of the year and as much as you may like it or hate it, yours truly is at the helm. So without further ado, lets have a PERFECT show, shall we?"
Jenny grins and goes to drop the mic when suddenly the arena lights up blue.
ITS TAYLOR MAYDE! TAYLOR MAYDE IS BACK! 
SHE HAS A MIC!
"Jenny......Jenny Jenny Jenny. Oh how I've missed you! We haven't seen each other in some time, have we?"
"The ONLY reason you are allowed in MY building is because this show is on international soil! You sniveling little weasel, just couldn't keep your face out of the spotlight, MY spotlight, could you?"
"Jenn....no. That isn't at all what this is about. I am not here tonight to hog your spotlight.....I am here to TAKE it."
The large aussie crowd cheers madly at this.
"You see.....while you have been running a dictatorship on Savage, doing everything in your power to push me out of the picture......why? all because I made you take a piss test on television......I have been doing work behind the scenes. Did you really think I no longer had a job in any capacity in XWF? Did you think I just, poof, vanished into mid air? All because of one test, one on air segment that, by the way, drew MEGA ratings. You see, Jen, its bigger than the test, and you know this. You have a silver spoon in your mouth, a little bit of success and suddenly you think you are untouchable. It's a real shame, Jen, really. Because you are about to get touched........"
Jenny is enraged in the ring.
"I don't know who the HELL you think you are Taylor, but---"
"I think, in fact, I know.....I'm your Boss!"
"First off, I got your job because you were found to have unsafe work practices and put your top superstar, moi, in an unsafe work atmosphere! You were stripped of your position in a court of law....."
"Stripped by who, Jen? I mean my god, does it hurt to be that delusional? Nobody stripped me of anything. The TRUTH is, that Roxy, Vinnie, myself and the Board of Trustees sat down and decided to let you live in your fantasy little barbie world. We thought maybe it would be a good idea to have a fresh new look, a fresh edge, on Savage. It panned out for a while, but like most good ideas it has fizzled out. Business is business, Jen......"
"So, instead of boring the crowd with another typical Taylor Made promo, lets allow these fans to enjoy a wrestling show, shall we?"
"We're almost done, and plus, I think they are going to enjoy what they are about to hear."
The crowd does, in fact, cheer. "Let her talk, let her talk, let her talk"
"You said it yourself, you're injured. You aren't even supposed to be around wrestling much less standing in a ring. What if someone were to attack you from behind right now? What if someone wanted to take you out? You're completely helpless, and it could cost you your career! Such a reckless ego you have! So Jenn, even though I don't like you, I have to do my job as the Director of Drug Testing and Analysis and suspend you from any in ring activity, due to not being medically cleared, until further notice."
"That's fine....I can work from my office and don't need to be as hands on----"
"No, blondie, you just aren't getting it. You no longer have an office...........as of this moment.....by the decision of Roxy, Vinnie, and the board, you are NO LONGER the general manager of Savage. I am....that being said....."
She waves towards the back, and a group of security officers step out, surrounding Taylor.
"These gentlemen are here to make sure you cannot ruin MY show.......you are to be removed from the building, and placed on medical non active list until that back situation is sorted out. I am doing you a favor here, Jen, and I am extending your career. I saw you wince walking up the steps. I am helping you, even though I shouldn't. So, these men will escort you to your gaudy pink sports car and you can call it an early night........."
"And if I don't?"
"Then I can, and will, fire you. Be smart about this Jen, do the right thing for once, and humble yourself. Gentlemen...."
The guards entered the ring, and they ushered Jenny towards the steps. She resisted, and began yelling into the microphone how Taylor "can't do this" and "she WILL get even" and "this ISN'T over" before planting herself on the mat. The guards began to grab her arms to usher her with for force, when she took a step to get away from them, saying "I can do it myself, thank you!" but as she took a step, and twisted awkwardly and screamed out, holding her back. She crumpled. The men hooked horrified. They could tell this wasn't acting. Tears flooded Jenny's eyes as she grabbed at her back, as she began to scream "I CANT FEEL MY LEGS! OH MY GOD!". Medical rushed to the ring, surrounding Jenny as Taylor shook her head. Before Taylor turned to go to the back, however, what appeared to be a small smirk crossed her lips. SAVAGE cut to the promo advertisements;or the first match up as the medical staff slid a stretcher into the ring.
"We didn't need it" clap clap clap clap clap "We didn't need it" clap clap clap clap clap
"I risked being in a wheelchair for the rest of my life to rid you of the cancer known as Mandii Rider, and THIS is the thanks I get?! Gosh, no wonder Australia isn't respected as a world power, you people wouldn't know a good leader if it was shoved sideways up your ass!"
"That being said, this is the Christmas Show. The super show. The biggest SAVAGE of the year and as much as you may like it or hate it, yours truly is at the helm. So without further ado, lets have a PERFECT show, shall we?"
Jenny grins and goes to drop the mic when suddenly the arena lights up blue.
ITS TAYLOR MAYDE! TAYLOR MAYDE IS BACK! 
SHE HAS A MIC!
"Jenny......Jenny Jenny Jenny. Oh how I've missed you! We haven't seen each other in some time, have we?"
"The ONLY reason you are allowed in MY building is because this show is on international soil! You sniveling little weasel, just couldn't keep your face out of the spotlight, MY spotlight, could you?"
"Jenn....no. That isn't at all what this is about. I am not here tonight to hog your spotlight.....I am here to TAKE it."
The large aussie crowd cheers madly at this.
"You see.....while you have been running a dictatorship on Savage, doing everything in your power to push me out of the picture......why? all because I made you take a piss test on television......I have been doing work behind the scenes. Did you really think I no longer had a job in any capacity in XWF? Did you think I just, poof, vanished into mid air? All because of one test, one on air segment that, by the way, drew MEGA ratings. You see, Jen, its bigger than the test, and you know this. You have a silver spoon in your mouth, a little bit of success and suddenly you think you are untouchable. It's a real shame, Jen, really. Because you are about to get touched........"
Jenny is enraged in the ring.
"I don't know who the HELL you think you are Taylor, but---"
"I think, in fact, I know.....I'm your Boss!"
"First off, I got your job because you were found to have unsafe work practices and put your top superstar, moi, in an unsafe work atmosphere! You were stripped of your position in a court of law....."
"Stripped by who, Jen? I mean my god, does it hurt to be that delusional? Nobody stripped me of anything. The TRUTH is, that Roxy, Vinnie, myself and the Board of Trustees sat down and decided to let you live in your fantasy little barbie world. We thought maybe it would be a good idea to have a fresh new look, a fresh edge, on Savage. It panned out for a while, but like most good ideas it has fizzled out. Business is business, Jen......"
"So, instead of boring the crowd with another typical Taylor Made promo, lets allow these fans to enjoy a wrestling show, shall we?"
"We're almost done, and plus, I think they are going to enjoy what they are about to hear."
The crowd does, in fact, cheer. "Let her talk, let her talk, let her talk"
"You said it yourself, you're injured. You aren't even supposed to be around wrestling much less standing in a ring. What if someone were to attack you from behind right now? What if someone wanted to take you out? You're completely helpless, and it could cost you your career! Such a reckless ego you have! So Jenn, even though I don't like you, I have to do my job as the Director of Drug Testing and Analysis and suspend you from any in ring activity, due to not being medically cleared, until further notice."
"That's fine....I can work from my office and don't need to be as hands on----"
"No, blondie, you just aren't getting it. You no longer have an office...........as of this moment.....by the decision of Roxy, Vinnie, and the board, you are NO LONGER the general manager of Savage. I am....that being said....."
She waves towards the back, and a group of security officers step out, surrounding Taylor.
"These gentlemen are here to make sure you cannot ruin MY show.......you are to be removed from the building, and placed on medical non active list until that back situation is sorted out. I am doing you a favor here, Jen, and I am extending your career. I saw you wince walking up the steps. I am helping you, even though I shouldn't. So, these men will escort you to your gaudy pink sports car and you can call it an early night........."
"And if I don't?"
"Then I can, and will, fire you. Be smart about this Jen, do the right thing for once, and humble yourself. Gentlemen...."
The guards entered the ring, and they ushered Jenny towards the steps. She resisted, and began yelling into the microphone how Taylor "can't do this" and "she WILL get even" and "this ISN'T over" before planting herself on the mat. The guards began to grab her arms to usher her with for force, when she took a step to get away from them, saying "I can do it myself, thank you!" but as she took a step, and twisted awkwardly and screamed out, holding her back. She crumpled. The men hooked horrified. They could tell this wasn't acting. Tears flooded Jenny's eyes as she grabbed at her back, as she began to scream "I CANT FEEL MY LEGS! OH MY GOD!". Medical rushed to the ring, surrounding Jenny as Taylor shook her head. Before Taylor turned to go to the back, however, what appeared to be a small smirk crossed her lips. SAVAGE cut to the promo advertisements;or the first match up as the medical staff slid a stretcher into the ring.
"Just the good old boys" hit the Arena's sound system and from the back walks Smoking Bob Williams with his body guard. He heads towards the ring, and gets inside, and grabs a microphone. The crowd is cheering him.
"Well that was interesting wasn't it what we saw before," smiles SBW "Trust the Savage people to end like that."
The crowd cheers.
"Now I know you are all wanting action and tonight to start, we are getting there, but I'm out here tonight on behalf of XWF Management and the board, and on instructions from Vincent Lane himself, and Darius Xavier, they want me to convey to everyone in the XWF Universe and the locker room, that they wish you all a very merry Christmas and a safe new year. Mr Lane thanks everyone in the back for their time and service here in 2018, and he wants everyone to enjoy their night but look forward to a bigger and brighter 2019. XWF is going, going, going to be huge next year."
"So on that note, and for the many Aussies here in attendance and no doubt a few Kiwi stragglers who are waiting for the XWF to hit New Zealand shores which will be in Mid February, let's get this night going. So Merry Xmas and happy New Year everyone."
Once again "Just the Good Old Boys" hits the Arena sound system, and SBW and his body guard leave ringside and head for the back. The cameras go to commercials.
MATCH #1:
For the HART TITLE
Pink Goddess
Vs
Zane Norrison
MATCH #2:
For The TAG TEAM TITLES
Jessalyn Hart / Vita Valenteen
Vs
Peter Gilmour/Michael McBride
MATCH #3:
For the TELEVISION TITLE
The Miz
vs
Kid Cool
vs
Mastermind
MATCH #4:
For the X-TREME TITLE
Robbie Bourbon
vs
Donovan Blackwater
'Do you bleed? You will.'
hits the Arena's Sound System
The opening sample from Get In The Van plays as the lights slowly strobe at 2 second intervals. The XTron displays static, which slowly gives way to the word "MOTHERFUCKER" and the crowd starts to go ballistic. Slowly walking out onto the entrance ramp is Robbie Bourbon. He stops, surveys the whole of the arena, raises his fists at 45 degree angles, and continues his deliberate plod towards the ring. Robbie climbs the steps, then climbs the nearest ring post half way and raises his fists at 45 degree angles. The lights go back to normal and the music stops. The XWF Universe in attendance, becoming hooligans, all chant in unison:
*FUCK 'EM UP, ROBBIE, FUCK 'EM UP!*FUCK 'EM UP, ROBBIE, FUCK 'EM UP!*WEDNESDAY NIGHT WRECKER, FUCK 'EM UP!*
'Bad Kharma' by Ida Maria hits the Arena Sound system, All three brothers emerge, with Donovan in the lead. Pausing briefly, the brothers look around at the exuberant crowd, with immense entertainment. Sharing an amused glance to one another as the fans scream. From there they walk in unison to the ring, occasionally separating to approach a random fan that's losing their mind. Clearly, enjoying the effect they have on the crowd, the Brothers Blackwater continue onward. Once they reach the ring, two of the brothers hold up the bottom rope, as the intended participant for the fight slides into the ring. Donovan then takes his place in the squared circle and looks across the ring at Robbie.
The official calls for the bell and away we go!
Darting across the ring, Donovan runs straight for Bourbon before the bell even silences. Leaping forward, he flies in Bourbon’s direction, drawing his hand back and readying himself for a massive flying punch. Quick on his feet, Bourbon rolls out of the way as Donovan improvises in mid air and lands both feet onto the middle turnbuckle while grabbing the top rope on each side of the corner. Jumping up into a handstand, Donovan then pushes himself away from the corner and kicks his legs out, planting them both into Bourbon’s shoulders as he gets back to his feet. Bourbon falls down to the mat as Donovan lands to his feet to the mat.
Rushing to get up, Bourbon sees Blackwater lunging in to grab ahold of him. Lowering his shoulder and stepping forward, Bourbon drives his shoulder into Donovan’s stomach. Wrapping Donovan around the waist with both arms, Bourbon lifts him off his feet and takes a few quick steps forward, slamming Donovan’s back into the corner. Throwing a left and then a right, Bourbon punches Donovan in the ribs before lifting him up again and placing him on the top turnbuckle. He then holds Donovan with his left hand while throwing a right up and connecting square in Donovan’s mouth.
Climbing to the middle ropes, Bourbon goes to set Donovan up for a suplex from the top but before he can pull it off, Donovan pushes him backwards and sends him down to the mat on his back. Racing to his feet, Bourbon then looks up and braces himself as Donovan flies down in his direction. Turning his body and completely stretching his limbs, Donovan collides into Bourbon with a diving crossbody. Bourbon falls back with Donovan on top of him and hits the canvas hard. Going for a quick pin, Donovan hooks Bourbon’s leg as the official slides in beside them with the count.
ONE!
Popping a shoulder up from the mat, Bourbon breaks up the count before the officials hand slaps the mat a second time.
On his feet, Donovan begins stomping down onto Bourbon as he rolls across the ring. Raising his knee to his chest, Donovan then kicks his leg down, only to have his foot caught as Bourbon manages to get both hands on it. Holding onto Donovan’s foot, Bourbon rises up to one knee. As he pops completely up, he shoves Donovan’s leg back at him, sending him falling backwards and hitting the mat. Donovan rolls backwards and up to his feet fluidly only to get taken head on as Bourbon charges in and leaps forward, wiping him out with a Lou Thesz Press.
Swinging wildly, Bourbon rains down onto Donovan’s head with rapid lefts and rights. A final right gets swatted away before connecting with Donovan’s head, giving Donovan an opportunity to follow up with a chop to the side of Donovan’s neck. Grabbing Bourbon by the shoulders, Donovan rolls to his side, shoving Bourbon off of him in the process. Both men quickly race to their feet, standing together in unison. They lock up and Donovan pulls Bourbon’s head down into a side headlock. wrapping Donovan around the waist with both arms, Bourbon then lifts him off his feet and as high as he can as if going for a suplex next. Rolling backwards and out of Bourbon’s arms, Donovan lands behind Bourbon and grabs him by the shoulder to spin him around. Hitting Bourbon in the mouth with a quick jab, Donovan then locks onto his arm and goes to whip him to the ropes. Before Donovan can release, Bourbon reverses the throw and sends Donovan to the ropes instead. As Donovan bounces off the ropes, Bourbon ducks down to flip Donovan over his back but instead eats a mouthful of boot as Donovan kicks him in the face. Bourbon then rushes in for a clothesline but misses as Donovan ducks underneath. Just as Bourbon turns around, Donovan lunges at him to lock up but Bourbon kicks his foot up, aiming for Donovan’s stomach. As Bourbon’s foot closes in, Donovan grabs ahold of it with both hands, avoiding impact to his midsection. Donovan then swings Bourbon’s leg to the side, spinning him around but as Bourbon makes a full revolution, he catches Donovan by surprise with a dragon whip.
Donovan pushes himself up to one knee as Bourbon races past him towards the ropes. Coming back on the return, Bourbon leaps forward, wiping Donovan out with a diving clothesline. Back on his feet, Bourbon doesn’t give Donovan a single second to catch a breather as he begins stomping down onto his lower legs. Pulling Donovan up from the mat, Bourbon hits him with back to back rights before following up with a kick to the stomach, forcing Donovan to buckle over from the impact. Locking his arm around Donovan’s head, Bourbon then takes a few steps forward, pulling Donovan along with him. Leaping forward, he then plants Donovan’s face into the mat with a bulldog. Rolling Bourbon over to his back, Bourbon makes the cover as the official races over for the coun
ONE!
TW–
Kicking out and pushing Bourbon up, Donovan breaks up the officials count before a complete two.
After getting back to his feet, Bourbon jumps up and as he comes down, he kicks both legs straight, planting his feet into the side of Donovan’s head just before he completely falls to the mat. The kick rolls Donovan over a few times before stopping on his stomach. Donovan crawls to the ropes and underneath them to where his head is out onto the apron looking down at it. On his feet, Bourbon rushes over and steps in beside him. Grabbing the top rope, Bourbon then jumps up and pulls himself over, coming down with a slingshot legdrop to Donovan’s head.
Rolling out of the way, Donovan avoids the legdrop as Bourbon lands awkwardly onto the apron before bouncing off and falling over to the floor and hitting it rather hard. With Bourbon down on the outside, the official begins the ten count as Donovan slowly pushes himself all the way back into the ring.
One!
Two!
Pulling himself up with the ropes, Donovan climbs to his feet.
Three!
Four!
On the outside, Bourbon slowly pulls himself up using the side of the ring.
Five!
Six!
Backing away from the ring, Bourbon reaches around and massages his bottom where he crashed onto the apron.
Seven!
Eight!
Hitting the ropes across the ring, Donovan zips past the official and runs towards the ropes between he and Bourbon. Leaping over the top rope, Donovan flips in mid air, crashing into Bourbon with a suicide senton. Bourbon absorbs the impact of the crash to the floor as Donovan remains on top of him. The entire arena bursts with cheers at the sight of the high risk move on account of Donovan. With both men outside now, the official then restarts the ten count.
One!
Two!
Donovan quickly gets back to his feet before turning to Bourbon and kicking him a few times while he’s down.
Three!
Four!
Pulling Bourbon up from the floor, Donovan then whips him into the barricade at ringside as the fans in the front row got wild and although he’s hurting.
Five!
Six!
Pulling Bourbon away from the barricade, Donovan then lifts him up onto his shoulders before falling back and putting him back down to the floor with a Samoan drop.
Seven!
Eight!”
Donovan pulls Bourbon back to his feet and then rolls him underneath the bottom rope back into the ring.
Nine!
Sliding in himself, Donovan ends the officials ten count. Crawling over to Bourbon, Donovan covers him for the pin as the official drops in beside them with the count.
ONE!
TWO!
Bourbon manages to get a shoulder up again, breaking up a near three count. Donovan rises up, looking down at Bourbon before shaking his head, surprised that he still has some fight left in him. Pushing himself up, he then pulls Bourbon to his feet. Holding onto his wrist with one hand, Donovan hits Bourbon with two punches from his other before whipping him to the corner across the ring. Just as Bourbon slams into the corner, Donovan is right there behind him, flying through the air. Planting both feet into Bourbon’s stomach, Donovan grabs onto his shoulders before falling backwards and pulling Bourbon along for the ride. Donovan’s back hits the mat and he kicks his legs straight, slipping Bourbon up and over to the center of the ring with a monkey flip.
Bourbon rolls up to an upright seated position after smacking the canvas. Behind him, Donovan rushes in, leaping feet first and hitting him between the shoulder blades with a dropkick. Pulling Bourbon to his feet, Donovan then sets Donovan up as if going for a suplex. He pauses a moment, as the noise level in the arena begins to rise once again as they know what’s coming next.
As predicted, Donovan goes for “The Shattered Mirror of Illusions” (Educater) and as he pulls Bourbon up, Bourbon locks his leg with Donovan’s, keeping himself down and stopping the move from progressing any further. Bourbon then fires a shot into Donovan’s ribs with his free hand before grabbing onto his waistband. Out of nowhere, Bourbon then lifts Donovan up into the air before dropping him with an earth shattering ROBBIEBOMB OUTTA NOWHERE!
On his knees, Bourbon rolls Donovan over to his back and quickly makes the cover as the official rushes over for the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THR–
Rolling over, Bourbon sits up slowly, disbelief on his face. Turning toward the referee his expression clearly asks the same question that the majority of the crowd had just asked themselves, how in the hell did Donovan Blackwater kick out? Pushing himself back up to his feet, Bourbon stares down at Donovan momentarily before kicking him and shouting at him to just stay down. Donovan, of course, doesn’t listen, and even as he absorbs the kick he still continues to work his way back to his feet shortly after. Bourbon scowls at Donovan and paces back and forth across the ring from him. Once Donovan gets back to his feet, Bourbon sprints at Donovan and connects with a well practiced running lariat that flips Donovan inside out! Robbie towers over the fallen Blackwater brother before reaching down and tightening his grip around Donovan’s throat. Bourbon springs up, lifting Donovan high into the air with one hand. He then taunts the crowd as he effortlessly holds Donovan up by his throat. Finally Bourbon sends him crashing down with a mighty EMC Squared! Diving across the fallen body of Blackwater, Bourbon rolls over and hooks the leg, raising his free hand in the air to count along with the referee who slides into position.
ONE!
TWO!
THR–
Kickout?
Indeed he had, but this time no disbelief crosses the face of his opponent. Instead, Bourbon just seemed to become more determined to put Donovan away. Acting quickly, Bourbon stood back up and made his way over to the the turnbuckle where he quickly hoisted himself up to the top rope. Looking down at Donovan who still lay on his back in the same position he had been when he had kicked out just a moment earlier, Bourbon smirked and raised both of his hands in the air to taunt him with. Bourbon jerks his hands down and then slashes his thumb across his throat before leaping into the air off of the top turnbuckle.
SSSSSSLLLLLLLAAAAAAAMMMMMMM!!!
Bourbon’s body finds nothing but empty mat, slamming down hard and causing him to bounce up and flip over onto his back. Blackwater just barely managed to roll out of the way and get back up to his feet but as Bourbon now lays in the middle of the ring, Donovan senses opportunity. Already the crowd is hyped but they pop even louder as Donovan begins to stomp around the ring. Taking off toward the ropes, Donovan rebounds and leaps, connecting with a powerful Leg Drop! Bourbon reacts by covering his chest and rolling towards the ropes. Donovan is quick to get back to his feet and lays in wait as Bourbon struggles to pull himself up by the ropes.
Donovan starts laughing, and then turns his back and looks down the ramp. He shakes his head. For some reason he looks like he saw something. But there is no one there. Donovan walks over to the ropes. He is looking confused.
He turns his attention back to Bourbon, suddenly Bourbon who has snuck up behind Donovan jumps up, and grabs him and rolls him into a small package.
1......
2.......
3
WINNER: and New X-TREME CHAMPION: ROBBIE BOURBON
Both men get up shocked as the bell rings. Bourbon stumbles back towards the ropes, and a smile crosses his face, as the referee gives him the X-Treme championship. Donovan looks at Robbie, and anger crosses his face. He storms towards Bourbon, who is using the ropes to hold himself up after all the energy he has used has exhausted him. He tries to protect himself, but Donovan starts attacking him. Suddenly
"Monster" by Ememiem and Rihanna, hits the Arena's sound system, and Donovan spins around. He's standing over the downed Robbie. Suddenly the lights go out.
When they come back on, Donovan is seen collapsed in the middle of the ring, and Mastermind is seen perching on top of the corner on the other side of the ring.The crowd goes wild. Robbie Bourbon looks on confused. But he has his X-Treme championship now back in his hands, Mastermind smirks at Robbie, and starts clapping congratulating him for the win. He then uses two fingers and puts them between his eyes and them aims them back at Robbie, in particular the X-Treme Championship.
Donovan is coming to now, he looks up and see Mastermind smirking down at him.; Mastermind gives him the fingers.Then the lights go out again, and when they come back on, Mastermind is gone. So has Robbie who has made his way; out of the ring, and officials are helping him head to the back. Donovan sits up looking confused. The XWF goes to commercials.
MAIN EVENT
For the UNIVERSAL TITLE
Gator
vs
Robert 'The Omega' Main
'#ImSippingTeaInYoHood' by XXXTentacion
hits the Arena's sound system The lights go dark as the intro to #ImSippingTeaInYoHood plays when the bass kicks in the lights go on revealing Gator at the top of the ramp sitting in a lawn chair sipping on tea from a fine china cup. He looks to the ring and springs up hurling the cup and coaster and begins to bounce down to the ring bopping his head, high fiving and taking selfies with fans along the way. He slides into the ring and relaxes in the corner. Waiting for the match to start.
'Broken Dreams' by Sharman's Harvest hits the Arena's sound system and Robert walks through the curtains after the instrumental “I make them for you”! He then looks to the crowd to his left and then right rolling his shoulders. He smiles shaking his head and slowly walks down the ramp. He stops at the ring steps looking to the crowd once more before slamming his hands on the ring steps entering the ring.
Both Gator and Robert look on in what may seem like awe, but then they turn to one another and look at each other, and start laughing. The referee calls for the bell, they become serious again.For the HART TITLE
Pink Goddess
Vs
Zane Norrison
'We are young' by Fun hits the Arena's Sound System and Pink Goddess comes out from the back, and walks down the ramp and gets into the ring.
'Surfing Dead' by the Cramps hits the Arena's sound system and Hart Champion Zane Norrison makes his way out from the back and walks down the ramp and gets into the ring.
'Surfing Dead' by the Cramps hits the Arena's sound system and Hart Champion Zane Norrison makes his way out from the back and walks down the ramp and gets into the ring.
Zane walks to the ring, quickly entering, he rolls under the bottom rope and instantly, pops up to his feet. Pink Goddess, looking unsure and quite a bit frightened of the creature, runs away. Or really tries to run away. The ref stops her and firmly points to the center of the ring though. There's no fleeing wrestling matches. Not on referee Chet Charles' watch! He's a fast talking, no nonsense sort of fellow that hates cowards and loves NASCAR. In fact, that's literally all he talks about. So it's really easy to know what he loves and hates.
A slight smirk accenting the zombie's face, he shakes his head and motions for PG to approach him. Wearily, she complies and Zane visibly holds his hands up, hitherto placing them behind his back. Tilting her head to the side, Pinkie seems confused. Was he telling her that she got a free hit? With a shrug, PG rears back and smacks Zane across the face as hard as she could.
Zane tries his best to hold back his laughter but ultimately fails. A deep, heavy roar of laughter, pours from Zane as he dips his head forward. This causes Pink Goddess to get frustrated. Furious even. She shoves Zane, with all her might. Zane stumbles backwards but maintains his balance. His head instantly raised and attention, firmly placed on PG as his laughter is swiftly silenced, he allows his true zombie nature, to take control.
The white portions of his eyes, now crimson red pools encasing solid black irises and pupils. A savage gleam seems to accent them, starkly set on the backdrop of his pale skin, he moves forward and Pinkie screams. Except this zombie doesn't stagger. Oh no. He moves with incredible speed and agility, grasping PG by the throat, he lifts her in the air. She dangles for a bit before he puts her down with a Chokeslam! Pink Goddess crashes into the canvas, quickly crawling across it as she holds her injured throat, gasping. Her eyes pleading for help or mercy of any kind.
Alas, we're all fresh outta mercy tonight!
After Zane connects with an extremely well executed - Don't Fear The Reaper! He makes the cover!
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Three!
Winner and STILL Hart Champion: Zane Norrison
A slight smirk accenting the zombie's face, he shakes his head and motions for PG to approach him. Wearily, she complies and Zane visibly holds his hands up, hitherto placing them behind his back. Tilting her head to the side, Pinkie seems confused. Was he telling her that she got a free hit? With a shrug, PG rears back and smacks Zane across the face as hard as she could.
Zane tries his best to hold back his laughter but ultimately fails. A deep, heavy roar of laughter, pours from Zane as he dips his head forward. This causes Pink Goddess to get frustrated. Furious even. She shoves Zane, with all her might. Zane stumbles backwards but maintains his balance. His head instantly raised and attention, firmly placed on PG as his laughter is swiftly silenced, he allows his true zombie nature, to take control.
The white portions of his eyes, now crimson red pools encasing solid black irises and pupils. A savage gleam seems to accent them, starkly set on the backdrop of his pale skin, he moves forward and Pinkie screams. Except this zombie doesn't stagger. Oh no. He moves with incredible speed and agility, grasping PG by the throat, he lifts her in the air. She dangles for a bit before he puts her down with a Chokeslam! Pink Goddess crashes into the canvas, quickly crawling across it as she holds her injured throat, gasping. Her eyes pleading for help or mercy of any kind.
Alas, we're all fresh outta mercy tonight!
After Zane connects with an extremely well executed - Don't Fear The Reaper! He makes the cover!
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Three!
Winner and STILL Hart Champion: Zane Norrison
MATCH #2:
For The TAG TEAM TITLES
Jessalyn Hart / Vita Valenteen
Vs
Peter Gilmour/Michael McBride
The words NEVER...BE...SILENT!!! appears on the screen as "Confrontation" By Otep begins to play. The lights go out and are replaced with strobe lights at the top of the ramp illuminate the silhouettes of The Midnight Dolls. The lights come on to them facing the ring. They make their way down the ramp, before sliding into the ring before climbing the turnbuckle with arms in the air.
"Daddy's Fallen Angel" by In this Moment replaces "Confrontation" By Otep as Peter Gilmore, one-half of the KILLERS, steps out onto the ramp. Pyro rains down from behind him as he points to the ring where the Midnight Dolls are standing in the middle of the ring before doing a belt motion around his waist. He enters the ring through the middle rope before climbing to the top of the ropes and throwing up one fist in the air.
As "Daddy's Fallen Angel" by In this Moment begins to fade out, "Wolf Blood" By Adrian Von Ziegler plays throughout the arena. Michael McBride steps out from the back before standing in front of the pyro that goes off behind him. As he makes his way down the ramp he throws his arms up to hype up the crowd before entering the ring through the middle rope. Instead of climbing up to the top rope he walks over to Peter without taking his eyes off the current Tag Team champions. The two talk as Wolf Blood" By Adrian Von Ziegler fades out.
"Daddy's Fallen Angel" by In this Moment replaces "Confrontation" By Otep as Peter Gilmore, one-half of the KILLERS, steps out onto the ramp. Pyro rains down from behind him as he points to the ring where the Midnight Dolls are standing in the middle of the ring before doing a belt motion around his waist. He enters the ring through the middle rope before climbing to the top of the ropes and throwing up one fist in the air.
As "Daddy's Fallen Angel" by In this Moment begins to fade out, "Wolf Blood" By Adrian Von Ziegler plays throughout the arena. Michael McBride steps out from the back before standing in front of the pyro that goes off behind him. As he makes his way down the ramp he throws his arms up to hype up the crowd before entering the ring through the middle rope. Instead of climbing up to the top rope he walks over to Peter without taking his eyes off the current Tag Team champions. The two talk as Wolf Blood" By Adrian Von Ziegler fades out.
VV and Gilmour are left in the ring. The two stare each other down, Gilmour taunting VV makes a hand gesture like he is scared. Hands outstretched he falls to his knees begging her not to hurt him. Vv stands there unsure of herself, Jessalyn motions for her to go get him. VV makes her way to Gilmour. As she gets right in front of him he covers his face. Laughter can be heard from Gilmour as he removes his hands from his face and tells VV to hit him with her best shot. The still kneeling Gilmour slaps himself in the face and tells her " right here, hit me right here". VV still unsure of herself slaps Gilmour, the sound echoes a little then dissipates in the sounds of Mcbride and Gilmour laughing. Gilmour controls his laughter and tells her to do it again.
VV looks back at Jessalyn. We can here Jessalyn say" Kick him in his fucking face!" VV turns back to face Gilmour now on his feet and standing chest to chest with VV. She goes to slap him but Gilmour grabs the wrist mid-swing. VV tries to turn and run but Peter grabs her hair and pulls her to the ground. VV's body slams into the ground, Gilmour stand over her talking more smack. He begins to kick her and stomp her. He stops to talk more smack while leaning to the prone VV he is met with a kick to the side of the head. Gilmour stunned stumbles a bit and VV rolls out of the ring. Jessalyn goes to check up on her. Once Gilmour knocks the cobwebs free sees the two girls outside and decides to bounce off the nearby ropes and take a leap towards the girls. In mid-air, Gilmour is caught by Pele style kick from hart on the other side of his head. Gilmour's body twists in the air and lands on the mat outside.
VV rolls back into the ring and The ref begins to count.
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Mcbride hops of his side of the ring and makes his way towards Gilmour. He picks up the wobbly big man and rolls him back into the ring. The ref stops the count and VV goes for the pin. The ref starts the count.
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Thre..Gilmour gets a shoulder up. VV slaps the mat. She gets up and starts kicking the prone Gilmour. She grabs ahold of him and slides him towards the center of the ring. She continues to kick and stomp on him. She pulls him to his feet, Peter suddenly knocks her hands away and throws a flurry of punches. Each one knocking the smaller girl back a little closer to the corner. Once there He begins to drive knees into her stomach. Each one lifts her off the ground. Mcbride cheers on Peter as Jessalyn looks on scared for VV. Peter takes a few steps back and dashes for VV...
SMACK!!!!
He is caught with a kick to the head...AGAIN! VV quickly scurries to throw Gilmour into the corner and starts lighting his chest up with chops. The crowd and Jessalyn count with the ref.
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VV stops and lets him out of the corner, just to throw him back in and do the same thing all over again. She stops once more to pull him from the corner. She whips him into the ropes on the other side. Gilmour comes back to her with full force and Spears her in the middle of the ring. The two lay crumpled in the ring as both corners realize what has happened. Gilmour and VV are slowly moving to their corners. Which one will get the hot tag, which corner will get the upper hand? Both Gilmour and VV reach the corners at the same time and Hart and Mc Bride come out swinging...Literally.
Hart and Mcbride stand locked up in the center of the ring throwing punches with the free hand. McBride switches to a clinch and starts to knee Hart in the body then, the face. After the third knee, he slings her in the ropes goes for a big boot. But, he telegraphs it and she slides under and pops back her feet behind him. She grabs his face and falls back.
BACKSTABBER
She rolls him on to his stomach and applies a submission move similar to the Accolade. She wrenches back on his neck while sitting on the small of his back. McBride screams in pain as she pulls back with all of her might. Mc Bride reaches for the ropes, but they are too far away. Gilmour tries to run in and break the hold but he is met by VV with a spear of her own. The to roll out of the ring and start to brawl on the outside. Hart let the submission to go to check on VV. McBride rolls out of the ring away from Jessalyn. Gilmour and VV are exchanging shot on the outside. Jessalyn turns back around to see where Mcbride is and is caught in the face by a Big Boot. Jessalyn falls to the mat and Mcbride falls on top of her.
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THre...Kickout.
VV and Gilmour are still on the outside fighting. Gilmour gets the upper hand and drives the smaller VV's back into the ring apron. She screams in pain and falls to the mat grabbing the small of her back. Gilmour grabs VV and sets up the DeathStrike Finisher. He has her up on his shoulders and he starts moving to the ring steps. The ref sees this and starts to warn him not to do. Gilmour screams at the ref and she keeps walking towards the steps. Gilmour with VV on his shoulders doesn't see Jessalyn coming from behind with the chop block. All three of them fall to the floor.VV lands on Gilmour and rolls away from the pile. Mcbride comes to the aid of Gilmour and helps him to his feet. The two start to stomp on Hart on the outside. The ref has no choice but to start the count.
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VV is climbing a turnbuckle. She points to Gilmour and Mcbride and launches herself towards them with a Moonsault. Mcbride moves out of the way with Jessalyn being dragged behind him. Gilmour takes the full force of the move, he and VV are left in a pile on the ringside floor. McBride notices the ref is on 8 and rolls Jessalyn and himself back into the ring.
He goes for the cover
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Kickout from Hart. Peter suddenly gets up and climbs back on the apron and wants to tag in, but McBride doesn't want to make the tag, he feels the end is near for the girls. Peter shakes his head, he finally has had enough. After being left to do all the promo the last two weeks, and now not getting the tag to help finish off the girls, he jumps off the apron, and starts walking away from the ring. McBride hasn't seen him leave. He's in his own little world.
Mc bride punches the mat and yells at the ref to count faster. He pulls Jessalyn to her feet and starts to punch and kick her. He goes for a spinning back fist and her ducks and kicks him in the gut. She grabs Mcbride and lifts him on to her shoulders. She smiles and screams
YOUR END IS NIGH
She lifts him up and drops him on to her rising knee. Mcbride falls to the mat and Jessalyn covers for the pin.
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VV looks back at Jessalyn. We can here Jessalyn say" Kick him in his fucking face!" VV turns back to face Gilmour now on his feet and standing chest to chest with VV. She goes to slap him but Gilmour grabs the wrist mid-swing. VV tries to turn and run but Peter grabs her hair and pulls her to the ground. VV's body slams into the ground, Gilmour stand over her talking more smack. He begins to kick her and stomp her. He stops to talk more smack while leaning to the prone VV he is met with a kick to the side of the head. Gilmour stunned stumbles a bit and VV rolls out of the ring. Jessalyn goes to check up on her. Once Gilmour knocks the cobwebs free sees the two girls outside and decides to bounce off the nearby ropes and take a leap towards the girls. In mid-air, Gilmour is caught by Pele style kick from hart on the other side of his head. Gilmour's body twists in the air and lands on the mat outside.
VV rolls back into the ring and The ref begins to count.
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Mcbride hops of his side of the ring and makes his way towards Gilmour. He picks up the wobbly big man and rolls him back into the ring. The ref stops the count and VV goes for the pin. The ref starts the count.
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Thre..Gilmour gets a shoulder up. VV slaps the mat. She gets up and starts kicking the prone Gilmour. She grabs ahold of him and slides him towards the center of the ring. She continues to kick and stomp on him. She pulls him to his feet, Peter suddenly knocks her hands away and throws a flurry of punches. Each one knocking the smaller girl back a little closer to the corner. Once there He begins to drive knees into her stomach. Each one lifts her off the ground. Mcbride cheers on Peter as Jessalyn looks on scared for VV. Peter takes a few steps back and dashes for VV...
SMACK!!!!
He is caught with a kick to the head...AGAIN! VV quickly scurries to throw Gilmour into the corner and starts lighting his chest up with chops. The crowd and Jessalyn count with the ref.
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VV stops and lets him out of the corner, just to throw him back in and do the same thing all over again. She stops once more to pull him from the corner. She whips him into the ropes on the other side. Gilmour comes back to her with full force and Spears her in the middle of the ring. The two lay crumpled in the ring as both corners realize what has happened. Gilmour and VV are slowly moving to their corners. Which one will get the hot tag, which corner will get the upper hand? Both Gilmour and VV reach the corners at the same time and Hart and Mc Bride come out swinging...Literally.
Hart and Mcbride stand locked up in the center of the ring throwing punches with the free hand. McBride switches to a clinch and starts to knee Hart in the body then, the face. After the third knee, he slings her in the ropes goes for a big boot. But, he telegraphs it and she slides under and pops back her feet behind him. She grabs his face and falls back.
BACKSTABBER
She rolls him on to his stomach and applies a submission move similar to the Accolade. She wrenches back on his neck while sitting on the small of his back. McBride screams in pain as she pulls back with all of her might. Mc Bride reaches for the ropes, but they are too far away. Gilmour tries to run in and break the hold but he is met by VV with a spear of her own. The to roll out of the ring and start to brawl on the outside. Hart let the submission to go to check on VV. McBride rolls out of the ring away from Jessalyn. Gilmour and VV are exchanging shot on the outside. Jessalyn turns back around to see where Mcbride is and is caught in the face by a Big Boot. Jessalyn falls to the mat and Mcbride falls on top of her.
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THre...Kickout.
VV and Gilmour are still on the outside fighting. Gilmour gets the upper hand and drives the smaller VV's back into the ring apron. She screams in pain and falls to the mat grabbing the small of her back. Gilmour grabs VV and sets up the DeathStrike Finisher. He has her up on his shoulders and he starts moving to the ring steps. The ref sees this and starts to warn him not to do. Gilmour screams at the ref and she keeps walking towards the steps. Gilmour with VV on his shoulders doesn't see Jessalyn coming from behind with the chop block. All three of them fall to the floor.VV lands on Gilmour and rolls away from the pile. Mcbride comes to the aid of Gilmour and helps him to his feet. The two start to stomp on Hart on the outside. The ref has no choice but to start the count.
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VV is climbing a turnbuckle. She points to Gilmour and Mcbride and launches herself towards them with a Moonsault. Mcbride moves out of the way with Jessalyn being dragged behind him. Gilmour takes the full force of the move, he and VV are left in a pile on the ringside floor. McBride notices the ref is on 8 and rolls Jessalyn and himself back into the ring.
He goes for the cover
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Kickout from Hart. Peter suddenly gets up and climbs back on the apron and wants to tag in, but McBride doesn't want to make the tag, he feels the end is near for the girls. Peter shakes his head, he finally has had enough. After being left to do all the promo the last two weeks, and now not getting the tag to help finish off the girls, he jumps off the apron, and starts walking away from the ring. McBride hasn't seen him leave. He's in his own little world.
Mc bride punches the mat and yells at the ref to count faster. He pulls Jessalyn to her feet and starts to punch and kick her. He goes for a spinning back fist and her ducks and kicks him in the gut. She grabs Mcbride and lifts him on to her shoulders. She smiles and screams
YOUR END IS NIGH
She lifts him up and drops him on to her rising knee. Mcbride falls to the mat and Jessalyn covers for the pin.
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WINNERS: AND NEW XWF Tag Team Champions: THE MIDNIGHT DOLLS
MATCH #3:
For the TELEVISION TITLE
The Miz
vs
Kid Cool
vs
Mastermind
'I came to play' hits the Arena sounds system, and The Miz walks out from the back, and poses. He then walks straight to the ring, and goes inside.
Kid Cool's entrance music hits the Arena's sounds system and Kid Cool comes out from the back and walks down the ramp and gets into the ring. The Miz tries to trash talk him but he isn't taking none of it.
'Monster' by Ememim and Rihanna hit's the Arena's sounds system, and the lights go out. When they come back on Mastermind is seen standing in the top left hand corner of the ring, holding the Television Belt for all to see, he receives plenty of cheers. He jumps down, and hands the Television Belt to the referee.
Kid Cool's entrance music hits the Arena's sounds system and Kid Cool comes out from the back and walks down the ramp and gets into the ring. The Miz tries to trash talk him but he isn't taking none of it.
'Monster' by Ememim and Rihanna hit's the Arena's sounds system, and the lights go out. When they come back on Mastermind is seen standing in the top left hand corner of the ring, holding the Television Belt for all to see, he receives plenty of cheers. He jumps down, and hands the Television Belt to the referee.
The bell rings and all three men charge the center of the ring. There is a cluster in the middle of the ring as fists and elbows clash, each man hitting the other with nobody really gaining the upper hand. Finally, after a solid minute or two of all three going at it, Mastermind is able to get the upper hand and knocks the Miz down. He then turns into a big right hand from Kid Cool, but he seems non phased. He shakes his head as Cool's eyes go wide and Mastermind boots him in the face. Cool hits the canvas and rolls out of the ring.
Mastermind, expressionless, walks towards the Miz, who is getting to his feet. He grabs him by the head and throws him into the corner. He begins to fire off a series of lefts and rights, lighting up the Miz, before finishing him off with a powerful right hand that flips him up in the air and back down.
The Australian crowd begins to cheer as Mastermind turns around and off the top rope comes Kid Cool with a HUGE drop kick! He sends Mastermind tumbling back into the Miz in the corner. As Mastermind bounes off Miz, he stumbles into the middle and Cool hits a big DDT!
THIS COULD BE IT
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Mastermind gets a shoulder up. Cool stays on the offensive. He lifts Mastermind up by the hair. He fires off two punches to the skull then whips him into the ropes. On the rebound, however, Mastermind ducks the clothesline and comes off the ropes on the other side. He flys through the air with a big forearm, taking Cool down. He flips back to his feet, but Miz is there and ready with a forearm of his own. Mastermind falls through the ropes but catches himself on the apron. Miz, who is still shaking off the cobwebs, follows Mastermind out to the apron. The crowd "Ohh's" as they exhange punches while tight roping the apron. Just then, Cool comes off the ropes and clotheslines both of them, and they tumble to the mat outside. Cool looks at the top rope and the crowd begins to roar with anticipation. He climbs the top rope, throwing his arms up to pump up the crowd. He then jumps and flips in the air, landing on both men as they try to get up. On the way down, however, he hits his head on the ramp. All three men are down on the outside and the ref has no choice but to count.
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All three begin to stir.
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Mastermind is to his feet, so is Miz.
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Mastermind whips Miz into the steel steps, back first. MM rolls into the ring to steal the win, but Cool is on his feet and races in also. With two match members in the ring, the match continues. Mastermind looks displeased with Cool's resilience, and the two stand face to face. Cool shoves MM, and Mastermind reels back with a huge right hand. Cool ducks, spinning around and jumping on the big man's back, wrapping his arms around. Sleeper hold! He's got a sleeper locked in! Mastermind is flailing his arms, he is trying to break the hold but Kid nods his head vigorously as he squeezes with all he has!
Miz slides into the ring behind, but in typical Miz fashion, stands back and watches. He is going to pounce on Cool once MM is out! Miz is an opportunist!
MM is fighting hard out of the sleeper, though! He backs into the corner, trying to slam Cool out of the hold! He backs in with more and more force but Cool is locked in. Mastermind goes to one knee!
This is when Miz pounces! He runs, kneeing Mastermind in the side of the head! Cool breaks the hold, and Miz locks in a DDT, kicking his leg out and planting Kid Cool! He is yelling for cool to get up! When he finally does Miz sneaks up from behind.
SKULL CRUSHING FINALE!
ITS OVER!
Miz hooks the leg.
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MASTERMIND SOMEHOW BREAKS UP THE COUNT!!!!!!!
After breaking the count, he stumbles, catching himself on the ropes, obviously still feeling the affects of the big knee to the temple. Miz can't believe it. Cool rolls away and Miz, obviously upset that his plan was foiled, goes after Mastermind. A series of punches and kicks like a hurricane rain down on the Television Champion, but the big man still gets to his feet. Dazed, but on his feet. Miz hits an uppercut that stumbles the champ back. Miz slides behind.
SKULL CRUSHING FINALE!
Miz is going to be the new champion!
He looks the leg.
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3----MASTERMIND GETS A SHOULDER UP!
Miz can't believe it! He grabs his hair with open eyes and then slaps the mat. Cool is back to his feet. Miz picks up Mastermind but the hair. Cool goes for the chop block in the back of the knee just as Miz clotheslines him. They table-top MM. They both look down at him and then at the ropes. Their idea is to take the big man out completely then they will handle each other. They both climb the top rope on opposite corners. MM is back to his feet. They are going for a double drop kick! Cool jumps, but Miz doesn't. MM catches Cool by the throat. Just then, Miz jumps, figuring he can take both out. Miz comes off the top and MM catches him too!
Lifting them up.
STEREO CHOKE SLAMS!
What a feat of strength by the champ! But the abuse all match has taken its toll and the big man goes to one knee, catching his bearings. He grabs Kid Kool and turns him over, grabs the Miz and sends him flying out of the ring. He walks back over to the fallen Kid Kool, and he drops a knee into his back before placing him in the Mind Controller Finishing Move, a.k.a the Boston Crab. He keeps the move locked in, as the Miz gets to his feet, and the look on his face as he tries to get back in to the ring, but to no avail as the Mind Controller is too locked in, and Kid Kool has no choice but to submit.
Mastermind, expressionless, walks towards the Miz, who is getting to his feet. He grabs him by the head and throws him into the corner. He begins to fire off a series of lefts and rights, lighting up the Miz, before finishing him off with a powerful right hand that flips him up in the air and back down.
The Australian crowd begins to cheer as Mastermind turns around and off the top rope comes Kid Cool with a HUGE drop kick! He sends Mastermind tumbling back into the Miz in the corner. As Mastermind bounes off Miz, he stumbles into the middle and Cool hits a big DDT!
THIS COULD BE IT
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Mastermind gets a shoulder up. Cool stays on the offensive. He lifts Mastermind up by the hair. He fires off two punches to the skull then whips him into the ropes. On the rebound, however, Mastermind ducks the clothesline and comes off the ropes on the other side. He flys through the air with a big forearm, taking Cool down. He flips back to his feet, but Miz is there and ready with a forearm of his own. Mastermind falls through the ropes but catches himself on the apron. Miz, who is still shaking off the cobwebs, follows Mastermind out to the apron. The crowd "Ohh's" as they exhange punches while tight roping the apron. Just then, Cool comes off the ropes and clotheslines both of them, and they tumble to the mat outside. Cool looks at the top rope and the crowd begins to roar with anticipation. He climbs the top rope, throwing his arms up to pump up the crowd. He then jumps and flips in the air, landing on both men as they try to get up. On the way down, however, he hits his head on the ramp. All three men are down on the outside and the ref has no choice but to count.
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All three begin to stir.
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Mastermind is to his feet, so is Miz.
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Mastermind whips Miz into the steel steps, back first. MM rolls into the ring to steal the win, but Cool is on his feet and races in also. With two match members in the ring, the match continues. Mastermind looks displeased with Cool's resilience, and the two stand face to face. Cool shoves MM, and Mastermind reels back with a huge right hand. Cool ducks, spinning around and jumping on the big man's back, wrapping his arms around. Sleeper hold! He's got a sleeper locked in! Mastermind is flailing his arms, he is trying to break the hold but Kid nods his head vigorously as he squeezes with all he has!
Miz slides into the ring behind, but in typical Miz fashion, stands back and watches. He is going to pounce on Cool once MM is out! Miz is an opportunist!
MM is fighting hard out of the sleeper, though! He backs into the corner, trying to slam Cool out of the hold! He backs in with more and more force but Cool is locked in. Mastermind goes to one knee!
This is when Miz pounces! He runs, kneeing Mastermind in the side of the head! Cool breaks the hold, and Miz locks in a DDT, kicking his leg out and planting Kid Cool! He is yelling for cool to get up! When he finally does Miz sneaks up from behind.
SKULL CRUSHING FINALE!
ITS OVER!
Miz hooks the leg.
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MASTERMIND SOMEHOW BREAKS UP THE COUNT!!!!!!!
After breaking the count, he stumbles, catching himself on the ropes, obviously still feeling the affects of the big knee to the temple. Miz can't believe it. Cool rolls away and Miz, obviously upset that his plan was foiled, goes after Mastermind. A series of punches and kicks like a hurricane rain down on the Television Champion, but the big man still gets to his feet. Dazed, but on his feet. Miz hits an uppercut that stumbles the champ back. Miz slides behind.
SKULL CRUSHING FINALE!
Miz is going to be the new champion!
He looks the leg.
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2
3----MASTERMIND GETS A SHOULDER UP!
Miz can't believe it! He grabs his hair with open eyes and then slaps the mat. Cool is back to his feet. Miz picks up Mastermind but the hair. Cool goes for the chop block in the back of the knee just as Miz clotheslines him. They table-top MM. They both look down at him and then at the ropes. Their idea is to take the big man out completely then they will handle each other. They both climb the top rope on opposite corners. MM is back to his feet. They are going for a double drop kick! Cool jumps, but Miz doesn't. MM catches Cool by the throat. Just then, Miz jumps, figuring he can take both out. Miz comes off the top and MM catches him too!
Lifting them up.
STEREO CHOKE SLAMS!
What a feat of strength by the champ! But the abuse all match has taken its toll and the big man goes to one knee, catching his bearings. He grabs Kid Kool and turns him over, grabs the Miz and sends him flying out of the ring. He walks back over to the fallen Kid Kool, and he drops a knee into his back before placing him in the Mind Controller Finishing Move, a.k.a the Boston Crab. He keeps the move locked in, as the Miz gets to his feet, and the look on his face as he tries to get back in to the ring, but to no avail as the Mind Controller is too locked in, and Kid Kool has no choice but to submit.
WINNER: And Still Television Champion: MASTERMIND
MATCH #4:
For the X-TREME TITLE
Robbie Bourbon
vs
Donovan Blackwater
'Do you bleed? You will.'
hits the Arena's Sound System
The opening sample from Get In The Van plays as the lights slowly strobe at 2 second intervals. The XTron displays static, which slowly gives way to the word "MOTHERFUCKER" and the crowd starts to go ballistic. Slowly walking out onto the entrance ramp is Robbie Bourbon. He stops, surveys the whole of the arena, raises his fists at 45 degree angles, and continues his deliberate plod towards the ring. Robbie climbs the steps, then climbs the nearest ring post half way and raises his fists at 45 degree angles. The lights go back to normal and the music stops. The XWF Universe in attendance, becoming hooligans, all chant in unison:
*FUCK 'EM UP, ROBBIE, FUCK 'EM UP!*FUCK 'EM UP, ROBBIE, FUCK 'EM UP!*WEDNESDAY NIGHT WRECKER, FUCK 'EM UP!*
'Bad Kharma' by Ida Maria hits the Arena Sound system, All three brothers emerge, with Donovan in the lead. Pausing briefly, the brothers look around at the exuberant crowd, with immense entertainment. Sharing an amused glance to one another as the fans scream. From there they walk in unison to the ring, occasionally separating to approach a random fan that's losing their mind. Clearly, enjoying the effect they have on the crowd, the Brothers Blackwater continue onward. Once they reach the ring, two of the brothers hold up the bottom rope, as the intended participant for the fight slides into the ring. Donovan then takes his place in the squared circle and looks across the ring at Robbie.
The official calls for the bell and away we go!
Darting across the ring, Donovan runs straight for Bourbon before the bell even silences. Leaping forward, he flies in Bourbon’s direction, drawing his hand back and readying himself for a massive flying punch. Quick on his feet, Bourbon rolls out of the way as Donovan improvises in mid air and lands both feet onto the middle turnbuckle while grabbing the top rope on each side of the corner. Jumping up into a handstand, Donovan then pushes himself away from the corner and kicks his legs out, planting them both into Bourbon’s shoulders as he gets back to his feet. Bourbon falls down to the mat as Donovan lands to his feet to the mat.
Rushing to get up, Bourbon sees Blackwater lunging in to grab ahold of him. Lowering his shoulder and stepping forward, Bourbon drives his shoulder into Donovan’s stomach. Wrapping Donovan around the waist with both arms, Bourbon lifts him off his feet and takes a few quick steps forward, slamming Donovan’s back into the corner. Throwing a left and then a right, Bourbon punches Donovan in the ribs before lifting him up again and placing him on the top turnbuckle. He then holds Donovan with his left hand while throwing a right up and connecting square in Donovan’s mouth.
Climbing to the middle ropes, Bourbon goes to set Donovan up for a suplex from the top but before he can pull it off, Donovan pushes him backwards and sends him down to the mat on his back. Racing to his feet, Bourbon then looks up and braces himself as Donovan flies down in his direction. Turning his body and completely stretching his limbs, Donovan collides into Bourbon with a diving crossbody. Bourbon falls back with Donovan on top of him and hits the canvas hard. Going for a quick pin, Donovan hooks Bourbon’s leg as the official slides in beside them with the count.
ONE!
Popping a shoulder up from the mat, Bourbon breaks up the count before the officials hand slaps the mat a second time.
On his feet, Donovan begins stomping down onto Bourbon as he rolls across the ring. Raising his knee to his chest, Donovan then kicks his leg down, only to have his foot caught as Bourbon manages to get both hands on it. Holding onto Donovan’s foot, Bourbon rises up to one knee. As he pops completely up, he shoves Donovan’s leg back at him, sending him falling backwards and hitting the mat. Donovan rolls backwards and up to his feet fluidly only to get taken head on as Bourbon charges in and leaps forward, wiping him out with a Lou Thesz Press.
Swinging wildly, Bourbon rains down onto Donovan’s head with rapid lefts and rights. A final right gets swatted away before connecting with Donovan’s head, giving Donovan an opportunity to follow up with a chop to the side of Donovan’s neck. Grabbing Bourbon by the shoulders, Donovan rolls to his side, shoving Bourbon off of him in the process. Both men quickly race to their feet, standing together in unison. They lock up and Donovan pulls Bourbon’s head down into a side headlock. wrapping Donovan around the waist with both arms, Bourbon then lifts him off his feet and as high as he can as if going for a suplex next. Rolling backwards and out of Bourbon’s arms, Donovan lands behind Bourbon and grabs him by the shoulder to spin him around. Hitting Bourbon in the mouth with a quick jab, Donovan then locks onto his arm and goes to whip him to the ropes. Before Donovan can release, Bourbon reverses the throw and sends Donovan to the ropes instead. As Donovan bounces off the ropes, Bourbon ducks down to flip Donovan over his back but instead eats a mouthful of boot as Donovan kicks him in the face. Bourbon then rushes in for a clothesline but misses as Donovan ducks underneath. Just as Bourbon turns around, Donovan lunges at him to lock up but Bourbon kicks his foot up, aiming for Donovan’s stomach. As Bourbon’s foot closes in, Donovan grabs ahold of it with both hands, avoiding impact to his midsection. Donovan then swings Bourbon’s leg to the side, spinning him around but as Bourbon makes a full revolution, he catches Donovan by surprise with a dragon whip.
Donovan pushes himself up to one knee as Bourbon races past him towards the ropes. Coming back on the return, Bourbon leaps forward, wiping Donovan out with a diving clothesline. Back on his feet, Bourbon doesn’t give Donovan a single second to catch a breather as he begins stomping down onto his lower legs. Pulling Donovan up from the mat, Bourbon hits him with back to back rights before following up with a kick to the stomach, forcing Donovan to buckle over from the impact. Locking his arm around Donovan’s head, Bourbon then takes a few steps forward, pulling Donovan along with him. Leaping forward, he then plants Donovan’s face into the mat with a bulldog. Rolling Bourbon over to his back, Bourbon makes the cover as the official races over for the coun
ONE!
TW–
Kicking out and pushing Bourbon up, Donovan breaks up the officials count before a complete two.
After getting back to his feet, Bourbon jumps up and as he comes down, he kicks both legs straight, planting his feet into the side of Donovan’s head just before he completely falls to the mat. The kick rolls Donovan over a few times before stopping on his stomach. Donovan crawls to the ropes and underneath them to where his head is out onto the apron looking down at it. On his feet, Bourbon rushes over and steps in beside him. Grabbing the top rope, Bourbon then jumps up and pulls himself over, coming down with a slingshot legdrop to Donovan’s head.
Rolling out of the way, Donovan avoids the legdrop as Bourbon lands awkwardly onto the apron before bouncing off and falling over to the floor and hitting it rather hard. With Bourbon down on the outside, the official begins the ten count as Donovan slowly pushes himself all the way back into the ring.
One!
Two!
Pulling himself up with the ropes, Donovan climbs to his feet.
Three!
Four!
On the outside, Bourbon slowly pulls himself up using the side of the ring.
Five!
Six!
Backing away from the ring, Bourbon reaches around and massages his bottom where he crashed onto the apron.
Seven!
Eight!
Hitting the ropes across the ring, Donovan zips past the official and runs towards the ropes between he and Bourbon. Leaping over the top rope, Donovan flips in mid air, crashing into Bourbon with a suicide senton. Bourbon absorbs the impact of the crash to the floor as Donovan remains on top of him. The entire arena bursts with cheers at the sight of the high risk move on account of Donovan. With both men outside now, the official then restarts the ten count.
One!
Two!
Donovan quickly gets back to his feet before turning to Bourbon and kicking him a few times while he’s down.
Three!
Four!
Pulling Bourbon up from the floor, Donovan then whips him into the barricade at ringside as the fans in the front row got wild and although he’s hurting.
Five!
Six!
Pulling Bourbon away from the barricade, Donovan then lifts him up onto his shoulders before falling back and putting him back down to the floor with a Samoan drop.
Seven!
Eight!”
Donovan pulls Bourbon back to his feet and then rolls him underneath the bottom rope back into the ring.
Nine!
Sliding in himself, Donovan ends the officials ten count. Crawling over to Bourbon, Donovan covers him for the pin as the official drops in beside them with the count.
ONE!
TWO!
Bourbon manages to get a shoulder up again, breaking up a near three count. Donovan rises up, looking down at Bourbon before shaking his head, surprised that he still has some fight left in him. Pushing himself up, he then pulls Bourbon to his feet. Holding onto his wrist with one hand, Donovan hits Bourbon with two punches from his other before whipping him to the corner across the ring. Just as Bourbon slams into the corner, Donovan is right there behind him, flying through the air. Planting both feet into Bourbon’s stomach, Donovan grabs onto his shoulders before falling backwards and pulling Bourbon along for the ride. Donovan’s back hits the mat and he kicks his legs straight, slipping Bourbon up and over to the center of the ring with a monkey flip.
Bourbon rolls up to an upright seated position after smacking the canvas. Behind him, Donovan rushes in, leaping feet first and hitting him between the shoulder blades with a dropkick. Pulling Bourbon to his feet, Donovan then sets Donovan up as if going for a suplex. He pauses a moment, as the noise level in the arena begins to rise once again as they know what’s coming next.
As predicted, Donovan goes for “The Shattered Mirror of Illusions” (Educater) and as he pulls Bourbon up, Bourbon locks his leg with Donovan’s, keeping himself down and stopping the move from progressing any further. Bourbon then fires a shot into Donovan’s ribs with his free hand before grabbing onto his waistband. Out of nowhere, Bourbon then lifts Donovan up into the air before dropping him with an earth shattering ROBBIEBOMB OUTTA NOWHERE!
On his knees, Bourbon rolls Donovan over to his back and quickly makes the cover as the official rushes over for the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THR–
Rolling over, Bourbon sits up slowly, disbelief on his face. Turning toward the referee his expression clearly asks the same question that the majority of the crowd had just asked themselves, how in the hell did Donovan Blackwater kick out? Pushing himself back up to his feet, Bourbon stares down at Donovan momentarily before kicking him and shouting at him to just stay down. Donovan, of course, doesn’t listen, and even as he absorbs the kick he still continues to work his way back to his feet shortly after. Bourbon scowls at Donovan and paces back and forth across the ring from him. Once Donovan gets back to his feet, Bourbon sprints at Donovan and connects with a well practiced running lariat that flips Donovan inside out! Robbie towers over the fallen Blackwater brother before reaching down and tightening his grip around Donovan’s throat. Bourbon springs up, lifting Donovan high into the air with one hand. He then taunts the crowd as he effortlessly holds Donovan up by his throat. Finally Bourbon sends him crashing down with a mighty EMC Squared! Diving across the fallen body of Blackwater, Bourbon rolls over and hooks the leg, raising his free hand in the air to count along with the referee who slides into position.
ONE!
TWO!
THR–
Kickout?
Indeed he had, but this time no disbelief crosses the face of his opponent. Instead, Bourbon just seemed to become more determined to put Donovan away. Acting quickly, Bourbon stood back up and made his way over to the the turnbuckle where he quickly hoisted himself up to the top rope. Looking down at Donovan who still lay on his back in the same position he had been when he had kicked out just a moment earlier, Bourbon smirked and raised both of his hands in the air to taunt him with. Bourbon jerks his hands down and then slashes his thumb across his throat before leaping into the air off of the top turnbuckle.
SSSSSSLLLLLLLAAAAAAAMMMMMMM!!!
Bourbon’s body finds nothing but empty mat, slamming down hard and causing him to bounce up and flip over onto his back. Blackwater just barely managed to roll out of the way and get back up to his feet but as Bourbon now lays in the middle of the ring, Donovan senses opportunity. Already the crowd is hyped but they pop even louder as Donovan begins to stomp around the ring. Taking off toward the ropes, Donovan rebounds and leaps, connecting with a powerful Leg Drop! Bourbon reacts by covering his chest and rolling towards the ropes. Donovan is quick to get back to his feet and lays in wait as Bourbon struggles to pull himself up by the ropes.
Donovan starts laughing, and then turns his back and looks down the ramp. He shakes his head. For some reason he looks like he saw something. But there is no one there. Donovan walks over to the ropes. He is looking confused.
He turns his attention back to Bourbon, suddenly Bourbon who has snuck up behind Donovan jumps up, and grabs him and rolls him into a small package.
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2.......
3
WINNER: and New X-TREME CHAMPION: ROBBIE BOURBON
Both men get up shocked as the bell rings. Bourbon stumbles back towards the ropes, and a smile crosses his face, as the referee gives him the X-Treme championship. Donovan looks at Robbie, and anger crosses his face. He storms towards Bourbon, who is using the ropes to hold himself up after all the energy he has used has exhausted him. He tries to protect himself, but Donovan starts attacking him. Suddenly
"Monster" by Ememiem and Rihanna, hits the Arena's sound system, and Donovan spins around. He's standing over the downed Robbie. Suddenly the lights go out.
When they come back on, Donovan is seen collapsed in the middle of the ring, and Mastermind is seen perching on top of the corner on the other side of the ring.The crowd goes wild. Robbie Bourbon looks on confused. But he has his X-Treme championship now back in his hands, Mastermind smirks at Robbie, and starts clapping congratulating him for the win. He then uses two fingers and puts them between his eyes and them aims them back at Robbie, in particular the X-Treme Championship.
Donovan is coming to now, he looks up and see Mastermind smirking down at him.; Mastermind gives him the fingers.Then the lights go out again, and when they come back on, Mastermind is gone. So has Robbie who has made his way; out of the ring, and officials are helping him head to the back. Donovan sits up looking confused. The XWF goes to commercials.
MAIN EVENT
For the UNIVERSAL TITLE
Gator
vs
Robert 'The Omega' Main
'#ImSippingTeaInYoHood' by XXXTentacion
hits the Arena's sound system The lights go dark as the intro to #ImSippingTeaInYoHood plays when the bass kicks in the lights go on revealing Gator at the top of the ramp sitting in a lawn chair sipping on tea from a fine china cup. He looks to the ring and springs up hurling the cup and coaster and begins to bounce down to the ring bopping his head, high fiving and taking selfies with fans along the way. He slides into the ring and relaxes in the corner. Waiting for the match to start.
'Broken Dreams' by Sharman's Harvest hits the Arena's sound system and Robert walks through the curtains after the instrumental “I make them for you”! He then looks to the crowd to his left and then right rolling his shoulders. He smiles shaking his head and slowly walks down the ramp. He stops at the ring steps looking to the crowd once more before slamming his hands on the ring steps entering the ring.
Just as the referee is about to call for the bell, on the big screen comes:
Somewhere in the depths of darkness, a champion lies.
They say evil prevails when good men fail to act;
What they ought to say is,
Evil prevails.
"I have held every title in this company, some of them multiple times. I have become one of the most decorated superstars ever to ink a contract in the XWF, and the only thing I have been remembered for is LOSING the Universal Title....."
"I have relied on everyone else to get it done for me. I have cut corners, put my faith in others who had their best interest in mind, not mine. I relied far too heavily on the already crumbling dominoes, without setting them up myself to knock them back down........"
Stolen.....
Thievery
Robbed
"For years now, I have sat back and watched lesser talent claim my fondest prize, while I could do nothing to stop it. I have been in title match after title match, but always found a way to get screwed. Every time I was there at the end, at the finish line, but someone else got in my way. I finally did what I needed to do and I took out my biggest nuisance, my largest annoyance, my sworn enemy......the only one keeping me back from claiming what I never truly lost....Gabe Reno....I put him on the shelf. Jim Caedus, I put him in the ground, but still it wasn't good enough. I hadn't earned the respect I sought because I hadn't intimidated enough. I haven't been myself since that fateful night back in April of 2017......I haven't been myself because I allowed myself to be distracted......"
I HAVE AWOKEN
I HAVE AWOKEN
"I was successful because I struck fear into the hearts and minds of everyone on this roster. I accomplished what I did because I feared no-one and trusted only myself. I came for blood and I took my pound of flesh. Now.........I have lost it all. I have no gold, no legacy, no respect. Nobody fears me because I have allowed myself to be non-feared. I have given you some of the best matches in XWF history.......I have given you one of the top young superstars in this business, and I have given you a new outlook on violence. Now......I have nothing left. I start from scratch, building up the blocks one at a time, just like I did before, and I have been given no other option. I will tear this roster apart until I get what I want......"
Robert, oh Robert. The "Omega". The chosen one. The new look, the new flavor, the new.....hairdo. I will rip every follicle out until the skull is as shiny as a freshly washed bowling ball......and I will crack it wide open.......
Robert, oh Robert. The "Omega". The chosen one. The new look, the new flavor, the new.....hairdo. I will rip every follicle out until the skull is as shiny as a freshly washed bowling ball......and I will crack it wide open.......
"I will not compete in another match in the XWF until I get my shot, but I will.....and I promise you this......make life hell for everyone involved. I will not go away. I will not let up. I will turn XWF into hell on earth. Give me Robert. Give me Gator. Give me anyone, I do not care. I will continue to hold the XWF hostage. I will continue to be the walking, talking, breathing, personification of everything nightmares are made of............
......be prepared..........oh yes, be prepared. And be afraid. Because I have awoken, and I am coming to kill. I will walk through the ashes leaving my footprint until everything becomes......"
......be prepared..........oh yes, be prepared. And be afraid. Because I have awoken, and I am coming to kill. I will walk through the ashes leaving my footprint until everything becomes......"
Sizing one another up as they circle the ring, Gator goes for a quick attack. With a sharp left hook delivered, straight to the bridge of Robert Main's nose. Robert recoils and Gator uses this momentary advantage to grab onto the man's shoulders, pulling Robert towards him as he thrusts his knee upward, several times. Each blow connecting with ferocious intent. Robert buckles from the impact but cannot fall, due to the hold that Gator has on the man. That boys got the grip of a real life Gator! Robert doesn't successfully go down, until Gator puts him down with a skillfully delivered Powerbomb! Main chaotically crashes to the canvas and #yaboi raises his hand in triumph! The crowd goes wild while Todd gleefully claps and whistles on the outside of the ring.
From there, Gator hurries off to the ropes, using them to spring his body off, he flies back towards Main, where he meets Robert on the canvas with a Leg Drop! Robert surges from the impact and Gator rises to his feet. Clearly a bit cocky now from his quick success in the match, he rips Robert up and puts him right back down with a Spinebuster! The crowd gasps as Gator goes for the cover! Could this be it folks! Are we about to see a brand new Universal Champion??? On Robert Main's first title defense???
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2-NO!
Robert Main kicks out!
Then he tosses Gator off him, rising to his feet with a wild gleam of fury, blazing in his eyes! This fight might have started out one way but it looks as though things are about to take a serious turn. Shit. Is. About. To. Get. Real. Cause this match is far from over, ladies and gentlemen.
Robert Main thunders across the ring, like a Nordic viking. Colliding with Gator, he executes a mighty Spear that nearly cuts #yaboi, in half! Gator crashes into the ring post and Robert is literally, right on top of him. Delivering a series of punches, directly to Gator's face. It isn't long before he's busted wide open! Yep. We've got a serious gusher of a nosebleed, that only seems to stir laughter from The Omega. Outside of the ring, Todd panics and starts waving his hands around like he's trying to take flight as Robert Main delivers a Superplex.
Gator slams onto the mat and Robert yanks him up from the freshly blood stained canvas, by the scruff of his hair. Promptly returning Gator to the mat, with a well executed Omega Buster (Gut Buster). Quickly maneuvering into a Texas Cloverleaf. Robert locks in the hold and Todd screams! Geez! Calm down Todd, you'd think this was your first time watching Gator wrestle. Robert pulls the hold tight and now, both Gator and Todd are screaming! At least, in Gator's case it makes sense. For he's trying his darnedest to fight off Robert's grasp and crawl to the ropes. However, every time he makes it even half an inch towards them, Robert yanks him back. The determination and spirit of Gator's willpower to fight alone is really empowering though.
Meanwhile, Todd decides it's time to take matters into his own hands, with a nod of authority, given to no one in particular. He sets his plan into motion. Holding back the tears and silencing his whimpers, Todd removes his shoe. Then he throws his shoe, with impressive accuracy. The shoe manages to not only make it over the ropes but it also hits Robert, point blank in the back of the head. That aim was literally spot on! The impact of the shoe causes Robert to flinch and that's precisely the opening that Gator needs! He manages to grab onto the bottom rope and break the hold!
This causes Main to fume as he releases Gator, turning his sights to the shoe and then, rather unfortunately to Todd. More importantly, noticing that Todd has only one shoe on. His bright orange sock very visible for Robert to plainly see, Todd attempts to hide his foot behind his other one, to no avail. There was no use trying to hide that brightly colored sock. What kind of man wears bright orange socks? Clearly one that should not be invoking the wrath of Robert Main, that's who!
Robert storms to the ropes, glaring down at Todd, with nothing but straight up murder in his eyes. This causes Todd to back up, stumbling a tad, due to the missing shoe. A shoe that Robert now holds in his hands. With eyes deadset on Todd, Robert bites the shoe in half! What in the hell is wrong with this man? Has he straight up lost it? Clearly, that's exactly what happened. And if that was an intimidation tactic, it surely worked cause Todd seems to have become quite a bit more damp, in the pants region. Swallowing hard. Wide eyed. He backs up even more and Robert, starts to laugh. Spitting the hunk of shoe at Todd, he tosses the remainder and turns around. Only to be hit with an immediate Clothesline from Gator! Robert collides with the ropes and Gator catches him with a Gator Throw!
Robert goes down and Gator covers for the pin!
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2
Shoulder up!
Gator slams his fist on the canvas in anger and then both men rise to their feet.
Both men locking up, The Omega is able to overpower a visibly tired Gator, bringing him down to one knee. Robert swiftly takes advantage, lifting Gator up before he delivers an Exploder Suplex, right into the turnbuckle! Gator's already busted nose impacts with the turnbuckle, reminding the world that Gator's bleed red! Gator falls backwards, clearly very dazed from that direct blow to the head. He rocks the canvas, like a sack of so many potatoes! Robert then tears Gator up from the mat, quickly returning him right back to it, with a Double Underhook Suplex!
The Omega Man makes the pin!
1
2
Kick out!
Robert rises to his feet and stares on as Gator just lays there for a moment, before he gingerly gets up. Staggering a little, Gator continues to sway, unable to fully gain his balance. Robert takes him down with a Head and Arm Suplex. Although he's not finished. Oh no! Robert pulls Gator up and executes - Dead Man’s Hand Inverted Death Valley Driver! The move was enough to render Gator unconscious! Just to make sure though, Robert repeats it! Delivering a second - Dead Man’s Hand Inverted Death Valley Driver! Oh the humanity! Robert "The Omega" Main, covers for the pin!
1
2
Three!
Winner and STILL Universal Champion: Robert "The Omega" Main
The bell rings, the crowd is going bananas.
Just as both men are rolling around after an epic match, the crowd turns their attention towards someone running through the crowd. Just then, Chris Chaos jumps over the barricade.
He slides into the ring and looks at Main with a pyschotic look. However, he leaves the champion be. He grins and turns his attention to Gator. The ref tries to block Chaos but the former Uni champ throws him aside. He lights up Gator with rights and lefts, then whips him into the ropes. He flies through and flips to the mat outside.
WHAT THE HELL IS CHAOS DOING HERE!
He slides out of the ring and fires of a few more shots as Gator is using the announce table to get to his feet. He lays Gator on top of the table then looks over at Main. Main is using the ropes to get to his feet. Chaos points to Main, then climbs onto the table.
WHAT IS THIS. NO NO NO NO
Chaos stares at Main again with a grin. He points to Gator. Main grabs his belt from the ref. Chaos picks Gator up by the head. He grabs a chair. Dragging both up the ramp, walking backwards, he doesn't take his eyes off Main.
Chaos gets Gator to the top of the ramp. He points to Main then makes the belt symbol with his hands.
Putting the chair on Gators head, he raises it.
NO NO! DON'T DO IT CHAOS! DAMNIT! DON'T DO IT
He smiles wickedly at Main and brings the chair down over Gator's head.
CON-CHAIR-TO
Main says something through grit teeth as Gator has blood running from his mouth and nose. Main holds his belt over his head with a smug look. Chaos runs a hand through his hair, gritting his teeth.
He raises the chair again.
NO! CHAOS HAS SNAPPED HERE! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SOMEONE STOP THIS
Chaos brings the chair down again with a sick look on his face. Gator's body is twitching and he has a glazed look in his eye
"Merry Christmas" Chaos says as he walks away, just as EMT's rush to the scene.
CHAOS JUST SENT A POWER FUL MESSAGE TO ROBERT MAIN. MY GOD WHAT A 2019 ITS GONNA BE! MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!
OOC: I want to thank everyone who wrote matches for
this week special show
I also want to thank the Judges
And I want to thank those who took the time to promo
and I wish everyone to
HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS
AND
A
SAFE
AND
HAPPY
NEW YEAR
SEE YOU ALL IN
2019
this week special show
I also want to thank the Judges
And I want to thank those who took the time to promo
and I wish everyone to
HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS
AND
A
SAFE
AND
HAPPY
NEW YEAR
SEE YOU ALL IN
2019