WWG Carnage Friday 25th November 2016

[Brad]

WWG Carnage


Tag Team Match
Abban Garvez & Sebastian Dwight vs Morgan Terry & Partner

Single Match - Carnage Championship
Rayven vs Rodney Trotter w Derrick Trotter

Tag Team Match - Non Championship
Ethan Rains & Mike Mewes vs Alexander Lord & Maxwell Lord

Triple Threat Match
Jack Pummels vs Jack Grayson vs Derrick Trotter

Single Match - Best of 5 falls Match - Match 2
Wretched Nobody(c) vs Kai Shepard

[The Wretched Nobody]

Tag Team Match
Alligator Man & Morgan Terry vs Sebastian Dwight & Abban Garvez


Jason McKenzie: Ladies and gentleman the following contest is a TAG TEAM MATCH, scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, weighing in at TWO HUNDRED THIRTY POUNDS... MORGAN TERRY!


The roar of a 1966 281 Cummins powered Peterbilt fills the speakers. It cuts out and is followed by Johnny Cash - God's Gonna Cut You Down instrumental. Out from the black curtain walks "King Of The Road" Morgan Terry.


KZ: Morgan Terry is not a man for theatrics and grandeur, but he looks especially disgruntled this evening!


He pulls the black aviators from his water drenched face and places them on top of his head and begins walking down to the ring. At ringside he hops up onto the ring apron and wipes of his boots before climbing between the ropes. In the ring he climbs up onto the turnbuckle and raises a fist into the air while nodding looking deep into the rows of fans.as he marches to the ring.


MJ: He's clearly in no mood for games!


"Swamp Blues" begins to play as the arena fills with smoke and smog.


Jason McKenzie: And introducing his tag team partner, weighing at TWO HUNDRED EIGHTY POUNDS... ALLIGATOR MAN!


KZ: We got wind earlier that Alligator Man might be Morgan’s partner and here he is.


MJ: THE BEAST HAS RETURN FROM THE WATER!


As Alligator Man enters the ring and slaps hands with Morgan Terry, we here the opening riff of Evil Ways, signaling the entrance of their opponents.


Jason McKenzie: And the opponents...


The lighting sets the tone, as the music blasts across the P.A. System, then through the curtain walks Sebastian Dwight and Abban Garvez. 


Jason McKenzie: weighing in at FOUR HUNDRED AND EIGHTY POUNDS...ABBAN GARVEZ and SEBASTIAN DWIGHT!


KZ: Abban Garvez is not a popular man, but from a wrestling stand-point? He's as good as anyone.


MJ: And we could be scheduled for one heck of a contest if these four guys decide to play the technical game.


DING! DING! DING!


The bell finally tolls, and we begin with Sebastian Dwight and Alligator Man! The fans don't really know who to cheer in this situation as the two men lock up in the center of the ring, jostling for position, but Dwight is never coming out on top in a test of strength like this! Alligator Man switches the collar/elbow tie up into a side headlock, and begins to wrench away on the neck of the arrogant Dwight, but Dwight grabs a hold of the fingers and pries them apart, almost cracking the padlock, before grabbing a hold of the wrist and pulling Alligator Man's arm into a hammerlock! Alligator Man gives a wince as Dwight twists the wrist, but he drops to his knees and uses his strength advantage once again, throwing Dwight over his head with a pseudo-hip toss. Dwight thuds against the pine, but bounces to his feet and races back towards his larger opponent, but Alligator Man ducks the clothesline attempt! Dwight can't turn his back to the ropes as the talent are normally taught, catching the ropes across the throat and stomach before stumbling back towards the grip of Alligator Man, who clicks in a waist lock... and looks to go for a German Suplex! But Dwight slips his foot behind the shin of his opponent, preventing the throw from coming off, and fires an elbow to the side of his head! Dwight hits the standing switch, applying a waist lock of his own, but breaks his grip as quickly as he applied it, throwing his arms up Alligator Man's body and trapping he stray right shoulder in a half Nelson! Alligator Man throws his left arm around in a flurry as he realises the danger of the hold, but again he drops to his knees, and again Dwight is forced over his head! But the Irishman is smarter this time-- he rolls through the momentum, gets straight to his feet, bounces against the ropes and catches Alligator Man with a dropkick to the side of the head! Alligator Man is off his feet, and Dwight goes for the cover!


ONE!


KZ: Only a one, as Alligator Man throws his shoulders up!


MJ: Take a look at how he turns straight onto his belly, preventing a secondary cover.  Veteran Move there by Alligator man.


However, the move leaves him prone to a front facelock.  Although Alligator Man may look caught, he pulls his head out of the hold right before Dwight can gain too tight of a hold, and clubs him across the back! Dwight winces and clutches the base of his spine as that shot vibrates through his body, giving Alligator Man a moment to climb to his feet, run against the ropes, and drop and elbow to the small of the back! Dwight is crushed beneath the weight of his larger opponent, and can only find solace in rolling away towards the ropes.  Alligator Man steps towards his opponent and just forces his knee into the back of Dwight's neck! The referee begins to count, and forces Alligator Man away on four, but the malicious grappler is quick to pull Dwight from the ropes and toss him to the canvas. Here's a cover!


ONE!


KZ: Another kick out this time by Dwight!


He pushes himself up into a seating position and reaches out for his corner-- it's clear he needs a tag out, but Alligator Man is not about to relent, slapping on a chin lock and pulling back with all he has! Dwight cries out again as the referee drops down to check if he wants to give up, but Dwight shows some intelligence, offering Alligator Man the chance to pull back further and further, almost as if Alligator Man is pulling him into a position to place his feet flat against the floor, and from this position.  Alligator Man has pulled back too far, Dwight has been bridged, and now he can twist through the hold, stand straight and... DOUBLE STAMP TO THE CHEST! Dwight drives his boots into the chest of Alligator Man, creating a moment of space, and throws himself into his corner!


MJ: Garvez gets the tag!


KZ: Now we get to see what Abban can do!


But Alligator Man clearly has no intention of getting involved with Garvez! He scoots backwards, offering his hand out...


MJ: And Morgan Terry enters the match!


Terry slips through the ropes, his eyes locked on the up-start Irishman, who smirks back-- these two know they're in for a great challenge with one another, and the fans can sense it! Both men lock up in the center of the ring, but Terry abandons the collar/elbow and goes instead for the single leg takedown, drifting over Garvez's body and applying the headlock, but Garvez rolls through and has Terry's shoulders down!!


ONE!


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TWO!


KZ: Ohhh what strength!


Terry pushes his shoulders, and in fact his whole body off the canvas, lifting Garvez with him! The headlock is still applied, but as Terry twists himself back to a front face lock position, he throws Garvez's free arm over his neck, and goes for a suplex... but Garvez drifts over, landing on his feet, and pushes Terry away! Morgan Terry turns with a flash of anger, but catches a fantastic Dropkick right on the button! Garvez climbs to his feet, watching as Terry backs up into the ropes and pulls himself straight, and takes a run up... BUT Terry CATCHES HIM WITH A FLAPJACK! Or did he?! Garvez grabs a hold of the top rope, lands on his feet, and looks over his shoulder... he throws an elbow into the side of Terry's jaw, sending the American back into the center of the ring, and Garvez... springboard... ENZIGURI! NO! Terry DUCKS! AND HE GRABS THE FLAILING ANKLE! Garvez landed flat against the canvas, and Terry has grabbed a hold of that ankle! But Garvez knows this is NOT a move he should be stuck in for long, using a press up to give him the opportunity to tuck and roll, throwing Terry off the hold and into the ropes! Terry bounces neck-first from the ropes, back to the center of the ring, and straight into a School Boy roll up!


ONE!


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TWO!


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Terry throws his shoulders off the canvas, rolling to his feet and catching the on-rushing Garvez round the waist... BELLY TO BELLY! Garvez lands hard against the canvas, but shows knowledge above his standing as he slips through the ropes and takes a seat on the apron! Terry can't pin him here, and the referee is forced to get Morgan to back away until Garvez re-enters the ring! But Terry is no mood to wait, nudging the referee out the way and pulling Garvez to his feet! The Irishman still has his back to the ropes as he's forced to stand on the apron, but Terry wraps his neck in a Dragon Sleeper clutch, throws Garvez's arm over his shoulder, and begins to hoist him back into the ring with a reverse suplex! Garvez's neck muscles must be tearing up from this lift, but he lands on his feet again! Applying a waist lock, he drags Morgan back to the canvas, rolls through, and stacks him up in that seated roll-up! Shoulders down!


ONE!


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TWO!


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Terry pushes Garvez away and off the cover, and the momentum takes his straight into the ropes! Garvez stumbles back, hands over the muscles which must be SCREAMING after the reverse suplex over the ropes, and Terry--


KZ: LAST STOP! LAST STOP! NO! ARM DRAG REVERSAL!


Terry rolls through and charges into Garvez with the Tire Thumper and a pin attempt! 


Ref: 1… 2… 3!


MJ
Terry just destroys people with that move!


KZ
He's a powerhouse but his speed and technical skills make him a hot commodity.



MJ
He's one to watch.


KZ
I think we are just about ready for the next match Mike...



Alligator Man & Morgan Terry Win!

[The Wretched Nobody]

Single Match - Carnage Championship
Rayven vs Rodney Trotter w Derrick Trotter


“Cirice” by Ghost blasts over the arena’s sound system and a moment later Rayven steps out onto the stage.  Rayven is wearing a smirk as the fans in the crowd rain indifference down upon her.  She shrugs and makes her way to the ring, completely ignoring the fans that are trying to get her attention.  She steps into the ring and leans against the ropes in one corner as she waits for the match to start.


MJ
Rayven looks ready to go...


KZ
That's certain but Rodney has a fighting chance nevertheless.



Yellow pyrotechnics races of into the rafters then Run to the Hills by Iron Maiden  rages out of the arena speakers the fans in the arena start to cheer when Derrick and Rodney Trotter walk out onto the stage they march down to the ring and tag the fans as they go, they get to the ring and Derrick Trotter walks up and climbs through the ropes as the other Rodney stays outside of the ring.   


MJ
He does and he has Derrick in his corner who knows Rayven very well.


KZ
He's been too familiar with what she's capable of.



MJ
The bell is struck lets see how this turns out.


KZ
They are squaring off...



They lock up and after a struggle for control Rayven leads them toward the corner only for Rodney to slip a quick Tornado DDT!  He scrambled back up going for The Rodney Stomp but Rayven rolls outside as Rodney somersaults through his landing and heads straight into a Suicide dive over the top rope!


MJ
Rodney is bringing it!


KZ
The man has bills to pay - you gotta earn your money the hard way in this business.



MJ
They're beginning to stir.


KZ
The referee is being lax on the count but neither of those two are at risk of a real count out.



Rodney and Rayven both get to their feet where Rayven begins a series of Muay Thai strikes driving Rodney into the apron.  Rayven takes a couple of big steps back measuring up what looks to be a knock out kick and Rodney pulls himself up into the ring.  Rayven follows but as she gets to her feet in the ring Rodney blasts her with a Superkick that sends her back into the ropes and she rebounds with a vicious Spear!  Rayven plants her knees into Rodney from a standing moonsault in an Insult to Injury!  Rayven slides backwards down the rope and lines Rodney up for the Rayven’s peak in corner.


MJ
It's academic if she hits this!


KZ
Rodney is holding his ribs I hope he knows where she's at.



MJ
She's in a good place as far as she's concerned...


KZ
Heads up Rodney!



Rodney turns around in time to see the Rayven’s Peak and he side steps into a Swinging Neckbreaker!  Rodney springs back up looking for The flying express!


MJ
NO!  She moved!


KZ
Rayven is sly and Rodney hit that canvas Hard!



MJ
I’d be surprised if he Didn't bruise or break some ribs there.


KZ
Rayven has her faculties about her and Rodney is getting back up...


Rayven runs at Rodney and takes him off his feet with a Hurricanrana - Rodney hits hard and as he gets resiliently back to his feet he is blind sided with a savage Nightfall!


MJ
That has Got to be it.


KZ
The referee is in position and she has a solid pin in the middle of the ring.



Ref: 1… 2… 3!


MJ
Chalk one up for the wild card.


KZ
Rodney fought well but Rayven showed her charismatic leadership in that ring yet again.



MJ
She is absolutely savage...


KZ
That's why she has a name everyone knows.



Rayven Wins!

[The Wretched Nobody]

Triple Threat Match
Jack Pummels vs. Derrick Trotter vs. Jack Grayson


As the fans await anxiously for the upcoming contest to begin, Jason McKenzie quickly steps inside the ring and proceeds in announcing it.


Jason McKenzie: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a Triple Threat Match! Introducing first…


Yellow pyrotechnics races of into the rafters then Run to the Hills by Iron Maiden  rages out of the arena speakers the fans in the arena start to cheer when Derrick and Rodney Trotter walk out onto the stage they march down to the ring and tag the fans as they go, they get to the ring and Derrick Trotter walks up and climbs through the ropes as the other Rodney stays outside of the ring.


Jason McKenzie: He comes to us from Peckem, London…and weighs in at two hundred and forty-five pounds…..DERRICK TROTTER!


"Second Coming" by Downstait blasts throughout the PA System. Jack Pummels comes out when the chorus starts. Crowed goes wild as Jack Pummels looks into the sea of WWG Fans. He puts up both of his fists up and throws them down. He walks down the ramp and then climbs steel steps. He climbs on the top turnbuckle and rolls into the ring. He puts his right foot on the second rope facing the hard camera and the left foot on the bottom. He stares into the crowd.


Jason McKenzie: And the challengers…first…now residing Seattle, Washington…and weighs in at two hundred and twenty-five pounds…..JACK PUMMELS!


With that, “Tick, Tick Boom” by The Hives hit’s the P.A. System, as Jack Grayson emerges. Jack, sporting a black pair of trunks with green designs, then begins to casually walk down the ring apron as =Jason Mckenzie announces him to the ring.


Jason McKenzie: And finally, he comes from Cape Town, South Africa and weighs in at one hundred seventy-eight pounds…JACK GRAYSON!


DING! DING! DING!


Grayson and Derrick Trotter immediately target Pummels. The two run at him with a double clothesline and take him down. Both men then proceed in kicking him in the back and striking with a few chops to the side. From there, Trotter lifts Pummels up and holds him back, as Jack Grayson runs full force with a dropkick. Then, Trotter quickly throws Grayson to the outside and goes for the cover.


ONE!


...


TWO!


...


KZ: Pummels kicks out!


Trotter picks Pummels up and goes for a Back Suplex, but Pummels escapes out the back and hits a dropkick. He runs to the corner and executes yet another dropkick. Pummels lets out a scream as he then heads to the second rope, this time leaping off with a Missile Dropkick!


MJ: Hook of the leg by Pummel...


ONE!


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TWO!


...


KZ: Grayson off the top!


Grayson quickly breaks it up with a Corkscrew Moonsault to the back of Pummels. Grayson picks Pummels up to a vertical base and strikes with a sharp hook to the jaw. Pummels fights back with a punch of his own, before hitting yet another…and another! Pummels begins to get the crowd behind him, until Grayson ducks a clothesline attempt and connects with a sitting reverse neckbreaker. With Pummels down, Grayson gets prepared to hit a Leg Drop. He backs up and raises his legs into the air, balancing on both arms, when suddenly, Trotter catches both legs! Grayson seems suspicious, but Trotter tells him that they’re going to hit a Double Team Move. Trotter uses his weight to lift Grayson into the air…but Instead of slamming him onto Pummels, he slams Jack off the ropes and into a sit out Facebuster to the canvas! The crowd laughs with glee as Trotter rolls over and into a pin!


ONE!


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TWO!


...


MJ: Grayson grabs the ropes.


Trotter takes a moment to wipe the sweat off his face, when he is quickly rolled up from behind by Jack Pummels!


ONE!


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TWO!


...


KZ: Trotter kicks out.


Both men get up and Trotter connects with a clothesline. He slowly covers Pummels for the


ONE!


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TWO!


...


But Grayson connects with a Leg Drop to the back of Trotter’s skull. Grayson rolls the Trotter over and covers!


ONE!


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TWO!


...


KZ: Kick out by Trotter!


Pummels then picks Grayson up and shoves him into the corner turnbuckle. From there, he connects with about three shoulder blocks, and then proceeds in setting him on the top rope. Jack climbs up to the second rope before placing the arm of Grayson behind his head. Looking to have a Superplex in mind, Pummels then walks up to the top rope, leaving Grayson struggling to escape. Mere seconds before the move connects, Derrick Trotter runs from behind and places his head between the pant covered legs of Jack Pummels. With the three men in place, Trotter falls back, leveling Jack Pummels with an Electric Chair, but at the same time, connecting Pummels’s superplex to Grayson! As the three men lay battered from the Tower of Doom, Trotter rolls over and drapes his arm across the chest of Pummels.


ONE!


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TWO!
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MJ: Jack just musters up enough energy to kick out!


From there, Trotter slowly slides over to Grayson and places the same arm across his chest this time.


ONE!


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TWO!


...


NO!


KZ: Grayson too, breaks the count.


As all three men lay down and possibly out on the canvas, the referee proceeds in counting to ten


1…


MJ: No man shows a sign of life...


2...


Z: Still nothing


3...


KZ: Not a move in sight


4...


MJ: Derrick Trotter and Jack Pummels slowly begin to move


5...


MJ: Trotter now gets to his knees, as Pummels still moves a bit slower


6...


KZ: Trotter, now standing, begins to stagger about as Grayson and Pummels attempt to get up


7...


Jack Pummels now stands as well, as Jack Grayson follows right behind. With all three men now at two feet, they all begin to just stand dizzy and out of breath, before Grayson and Trotter take Pummels down with a Double Dropkick to send him outside. As the two remain inside the ring with one another, they lock up. Trotter quickly overpowers Grayson, and sends him back into the corner. The referee forces Trotter off Grayson, as Jack quickly rolls through and into a Roll Up!


ONE!


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TWO!


...


NO!


Both men get up, Grayson tries to back up as Trotter seems a little PO’d at what Grayson just attempted. Both men begin to confront one another, as Jack Pummels leaps off from the top rope with a Crossbody into the back of Trotter, colliding with Grayson along the way.  Trotter then once again steps up to a vertical base, only to have Jack Pummels on his knees at the time. As Trotter goes to pick Jack up to two feet, Pummels kicks him in the gut and goes for the Twist of Fate! As he turns around to hit the move, Trotter shoves him right into Grayson, whom connects with a Sunset Flip! Pummels tries to fall into the pinning move, as Trotter runs off the ropes with a big boot, sending Pummels right into the pin!


ONE!


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TWO!


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KZ:  Trotter breaks it up, now realizing what he had done


Pummels rolls backwards and gets back to his feet as Grayson gets up Pummels impales his head into the canvas with the Blackout Curb Stomp! No sooner do Jack’s feel hit the ground, Trotter nearly breaks him in half with a precision Cashing In!  With Pummels’ lower back propped up on Grayson’s body Derrick can sink in a deep clutching pin that leaves neither man beneath him able to escape.


Ref: 1… 2… 3!


MJ
That mishap turned into good fortune for Trotter.


KZ
He's a consistent talent but he knows his way around that ring from being one of the hardest working guys we have.



MJ
True, Trotter pulled this one out with timing and talent, but he only barely scraped by Pummels.

[The Wretched Nobody]

Tag Team Match
Maxwell Lord & Alexander Lord vs Mike Mewes & Ethan Rains


The lights go out in the area.  Suddenly, fans begin to pull out their cell phones and shine their lights to illuminate the arena.  Suddenly appearing at the entrance stage is the back of a jacket.  Strobe lights along the jacket are lighting it up. Suddenly, “Scorched Ops” by Scott Reinwand begins playing through the PA system.  The lights come back on revealing Maxwell Lord standing at the top of the stage


Jason McKenzie: The following match is set for one fall, and is a Tag Team match! First making his way to the ring, from GOTHAM CITY, weighing in at four hundred and fifty-five pounds.... MAXWELL AND ALEXANDER... THE LORD BROTHERS!


Through the black curtains is one man and that man is Alexander Lord!  Both Lord Brothers stand at the top of the stage overlooking the arena.  Then, they begin to make their way down the ramp.  Alexander takes the way of the steps, while Maxwell rolls under the ring ropes.  Both Brothers enter the ring and take opposing positions on opposite ring post.  The opening of Aphrodite hits the arena heavily.  Mike Mewes struts on to the stage from the curtain banging his head to the music, his hair waving back and forth, followed closely by Ethan Rains.


Jason McKenzie: And their opponents, first, weighing in at four hundred and twenty-eight pounds...members of Magnum P.I., and they are the WWG TEAM CHAMPIONS...ETHAN RAINS AND MIKE MEWES!


Mewes and Rains hit the ring, just as Jason McKenzie is exiting the ring.  Mewes takes off all of his extra attire while both teams decide who will start the match.


DING! DING! DING!


The bell had rang, and right now it was just Ethan and Maxwell in the ring with each other, they would circle the ring a bit, then locked up. Both men were jockeying for position, trying to get the better of the other, until finally Ethan grabbed the left wrist of Maxwell, and went under, now having him in a wrist lock. Maxwell would be trying to figure out a way to get out of this grasp, and he would roll forward, then would kip up, then went under and had Ethan in the wrist lock this time. Ethan would turn a bit, and would grab the leg of Maxwell, and pushed him down, then come over, and put him in a headlock while he was on his back. Maxwell kicked the mat in frustration, being outsmarted by Ethan once again, but Maxwell wasn't going to let it go that easy, as he pushed himself back up to a stand. Pushing Ethan towards the ropes, then Ethan came back, and would hit a quick shoulder block, taking Maxwell to the mat. Ethan took off towards the ropes right after that, and as he did he was passing Mike Mewes, who would blind tag his partner! It caught Ethan off guard, Mike got into the ring. Mike would step in, and this allowed Maxwell to get back to a stand, but he backed into his corner, and allowed Alexander Lord to get the tag in.


MJ: The two fresh men were in the ring!


Then, they would circle just like Maxwell and Ethan did, and they locked up. Alexander would be the aggressor this time, and would pull Mike into a standing headlock. Alexander would feel the arms of Mike around his waist, maybe trying to lift him, but Alexander would instead go to a knee, and took Mike over. Having the headlock still there, Mike would roll Alexander backwards, trying for a quick pinfall for the win!


ONE!


TW-


KZ: Alexander easily kicks out! 


Both men were back to a stand, and looking at the other, they would start to circle again, but as Alexander came for the lock up, Mike ducked down and took Alexander down with a double leg. He was now on top of Alexander, and he would start to throw rights at the face of Alexander as he was covering up. The referee would quickly be over, administering a count, trying to get Mike Mewes off, and it would succeed as Mike would get off of Alexander. Alexander turned his body, and pushed himself up to a stand, but before he was all the way up, Mike would grab Alexander, pulling him into a Front Facelock, he made one step backwards, and this time it was Ethan Rains who made the blind tag. Ethan was in quickly, and would kick Alexander in the ribs that were exposed. Alexander went down in a heap, clutching his ribs, and Ethan came down, grabbing the arm of Alexander, pulling him into an Armbar, but he would put a knee right in the same ribs he just kicked for added pressure. Alexander yelled out in pain, but Ethan didn't feel sorry for him, he would let one hand go of the arm of Alexander, and would hit him hard in the ribs, making him yell out once more. Ethan would give a bit of a smile to the crowd, and would start to pull Alexander up by his arm, and pushing him into the ropes, he would whip him off, Alexander coming back, and Ethan went for a Clothesline, but Alexander ducked underneath, stopped, and as both men turned around, Alexander was already in the air, and hit that beautiful Dropkick right to the face of Ethan! He was down, and the referee was in position when Alexander went for the cover!


ONE!


TWO!


TH-


KZ: Mike Mewes breaks it up!


Before the three could happen, Mike Mewes was in the ring, and would kick Alexander in the back of the head, breaking the pinfall up. Obviously he didn't want to lose the match, but that also showed a bit of unity between Mike Mewes and Ethan.  Alexander would look towards Mike and yelled at the referee to make sure that he didn't allow him to do that again. Alexander would grab Ethan, and pulled him over towards his corner, extending his hand out, and Maxwell was tagged back into the match. Maxwell would take the arm of Ethan, and would wrench it once again, pulling it hard, making Ethan fall to the mat, holding his shoulder. Maxwell gave a smile when he did that, liking that he was making Ethan feel pain, reaching down, he grabbed the arm, and laid it flat against the mat. Backing up a step, he would take a step forward, jumping up into the air, and driving his knee into the shoulder of Ethan, making Ethan yell out in pain! Grabbing that arm again, he would pull it up, so he now had the armbar locked in, and Ethan would be trying not to tap, the pain in his arm was evident. He would try to crawl to the ropes, but as he did, Maxwell pulled him back towards the center of the ring, before extending his arm out, and kicking it as hard as he could! Ethan would yell out once again, and Maxwell would be as happy as can be, a smile from ear to ear as he was working on Ethan's arm. Grabbing that arm, he would start to lift him up, pushing him into the ropes, going to whip him to the opposite ropes but Ethan would reverse this, and sent Maxwell to the ropes, Maxwell leapt up, springboarding off the middle rope, turning and he hit the DISASTER KICK right to the injured arm of Ethan! Instead of working more on the arm, he would instead go for a quick pin,


MJ: Trying to get the win right here!


ONE!


TWO!


TH-


NO! Ethan would kick out this time, as Mike looked on, he would let out a deep breath, glad that Ethan was able to kick out of that. Maxwell would still have that smile on his face, as he saw Ethan trying to crawl towards Mike to make the tag, reaching out, but Maxwell wouldn't allow that, grabbing Ethan’s leg! He would still be reaching, now coming up on one foot as Maxwell had the other foot, Ethan would reach once more, before he turned, leaping up and caught Maxwell in the side of the head with an enzuigiri! Both men were down, as the referee was starting his count!


ONE!


TWO!


KZ: Both men were stirring!


THREE!


FOUR!


Ethan was starting to crawl towards his corner, and Maxwell was just turning over.


FIVE!


SIX!


Ethan was inching closer, as he was there, and Maxwell starts to crawl, looking back only to see Mike Mewes was tagged in, as the crowd cheered! Maxwell knew he couldn't make the tag in time, so he would push himself up, and would see Mike coming at him, jumping and hitting a Shoulder Block! Maxwell hit the mat with a thud, and would come back up, he would be hit with another Shoulder Block! Maxwell popped back up, and went for a clothesline, Mike ducked it, grabbing him, lifting him up, spinning him out and hitting him with German Suplex! He would smile to the crowd, as Maxwell was in perfect position, he looked down at him, hopped up on the top ropes...SPLIT-LEGGED MOONSAULT!  Right after it, he went for the pin!


ONE!


TWO!


THRE-


Before the hand came down, Alexander Lord dove into the ring, and broke up the pin, just in time! Instead of leaving, he would pull Mike up from where he was standing, by the back of his head, pulling him over, and he would bring Mike down with a DOUBLE ARM DDT! The ref forces Alexander back out of the ring!


MZ:  Now both men are down!


KZ: The referee is trying to regain control here.


MJ
Look out!


KZ
Who's that coming over the barrier?



While the referee gets Alexander out of the ring the ringside cameraman is blocked by a body sliding into the ring, he rushes to try and wake Mike to take the Pin after what he has planned - Alexander tries to step in again to save his brother and the ref keeps him to the outside as the craft Gomi pulls Maxwell up off the canvas and attempts a Clubbin’ but Maxwell ducks it and Gomi nearly takes the dazed Mike out of his shoes!  Gomi turns around into a Million Dollar Kick that sends him rolling to the outside, and Maxwell falls across Mike just as the ref turns around!


Ref: 1… 2… 3!


MJ
Oh Gomi no!


KZ
He was trying to help but it backfired on Mewes.



MJ
Backfired big time.


KZ
You just can't afford to make mistakes with The Brothers Lord.



The Brothers Lord Win!


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After the match Ethan, Mike, and Gomi are standing in the middle of the ring.  Tensions are running high as all three men begin to argue.  Mewes shoves Gomi who looks utterly shocked.  Gomi shakes his head and instead of retaliating he turns to walk out the ring.  Mewes lowers his head in apparent shame.  “Wait”[/color], Gomi turns around to see what Mewes wanted and is met with another superkick to the face!!  Ethan looks shocked, the crowd stunned, even the announcers don’t know what just happened.

KZ:  What the hell!?


MJ:  Mewes just laid out Saitama!  For what!?


Mewes motions to Rains to pick up Gomi from the mat.  Ethan hesitates as he is still in shock, but, eventually picks up Gomi.  Mewes gets right in his face, grabbing his chin the camera picks up audio, “You did this to yourself you worthless piece of garbage!”[/color]


Gomi is met with another superkick laying him out cold.  Mewes, who is visibly boiling walks toward the corner motioning for something,


“Some get me a **** mic!  You, give me a god damn mic!”[/color]
Mewes grabs the mic out of the announcers hand and paces quickly around the ring.  He runs his hands through his hair, hesitating for a little bit, drawing the crowd in before speaking.


You know, friendship only goes so far.  Yes, Gomi was my friend.  We partied together, we wrestled together, hell we even double teamed a few bitches.[/color]
Mewes looks down at Gomi who is lying motionless on the ground.


But, when you embarrass me and make me look like a damn fool, there are consequences to your actions!  I gave you an opportunity to shine in this company.  An opportunity to join this kick ass **** group who have no rules.  What to do you?  You drop the ball.  I got you a Carnage championship shot and instead of getting the job done, you pissed it away!  That right there is no bueno in my **** book.  So, to save the group and to truly take it to the next level I did what was best.  I’m getting rid of the weak link in the chain![/color]


A mixed reaction from the stunned crowd fills the arena.  Mewes takes a walk around the ring, regrouping his thoughts for what he wants to say next.  A small smirk flashes across his face putting the mic to his mouth.
Saitama, consider this your farewell party.  The time has come for us to part ways because, well frankly you can’t run with the big boys.  I already gave you two superkicks to send the message…..now……it’s time to seal the deal![/color]


Mewes points to the entrance ramp.  Coming out from the curtain is an old friend of Mewes.





KZ:  AJ Riley is here!  I can’t believe it!
Riley makes his way to the ring, a cocky smile resides on the face of AJ.  He gets into the ring and immediately stands over Saitama.  AJ looks at the stunned crowd, scanning the entire arena.  Then he looks at Mewes.  After a couple seconds he grabs the legs of Gomi and locks in the muta lock!  Gomi is writhing in pain, arms flapping around like a fish out of water.  He starts to tap but it is no use, with no referee the hold can’t be broken.  A couple of the refs come down and try to get in the ring but Magnum P.I. kicks them off the apron.  Finally, Mewes, apparently satisfied, gives AJ the signal to let him go, calling off the dogs.  Mewes picks up Gomi and unceremoniously tosses him over the top rope and to the floor.
For the last couple weeks people have been saying that I have no leadership skills.  They say I’m a weak leader.  Well how the **** is that for week!  I’m sick and tired of looking at us as a second rate gimmick!  Yes, we party.  Yes, we love women.  We also know how to take care of **** ****!  We took out Yolandi, weakening the Syndicate and now I got rid of a **** who didn’t belong!  I in turn am replacing him with the only man I know who can get the job done.  He wrestles hard and party’s **** harder!  This ladies and gentleman is AJ Riley…..and he is the REAL DEAL!  It’s time to start busting some heads around here!  Wretched, you mountain of disguting puke and ****…..I’m coming for your World title.  I don’t care who I have to go through, I will destroy them![/color]


Mewes looks at Ethan.


I know that you belong in this group….but those two bodyguards you have better pick it up or pack it in![/color]


With that  Mewes and Riley exit the ring and make their way up the ramp.  Everyone is still in shock at what just happened.


KZ:  It’s a new era for Magnum P.I.!


MJ:  And Mewes made his intentions very clear on what he wants…


KZ:  What he wants is that World Heavyweight title!


MJ
No matter who else WWG decides he has to go through first it will be either Kai or The Wretched Nobody.


KZ
He's calling out the Devourer of Gods, The Destroyer of Men, and the Current Three Time WWG Heavyweight Champion.



MJ
Mewes has inarguably carved his path toward the title, if that guy gets any more belts he's going to need help carrying them to the ring.


KZ
True… but we have seen what happens to those who hunt monsters.  It's like he says himself, if you go looking for The Wretched Nobody - You could wind up with him coming to find you.

[The Wretched Nobody]

WWG App Exclusive

As the commercial break airs we see Grace and Nobody in the Gorilla Position as Kai's music plays in the background.  Up and coming WWG Interviewer Extraordinaire Lance Hoffman approaches them hastily.

/Lance Hoffman\
Hey, with the results of your last match what is your plan for this best of five fall match tonight?

::Grace Brutal::Kai has a chance this way and that - or at least that's what hopeful idiots would like you to think….


The Wretched Nobody gently pushes Grace back and stands looming over Lance breathing heavy.

/Lance Hoffman\
Uh…. You have some thoughts?

₩retched Nobody> I have heard a brother of the story-telling trade preaching to a pack of good-for-nothing honestly lazy fellows by the steel shores, he has worked himself up into such a rage and passion with the villains whose wicked deeds he adores describing and inventing, so much so that the audience could not resist it; and they and this prevaricator poet together would burst out into a roar of oaths and execrations against the one they fanatically pray be fictitious monster of their tale, so that when the hat went round, and the money tumbled into it, in the midst of a perfect storm of sympathy… for a moment that poet can pretend to be a Hero….. and there are No Heroes, Lance.  A poet is said to be able to survive anything but a misprint - but he won't survive Me!

Single Match - Best of 5 falls Match - Match 2
Wretched Nobody(c) vs Kai Shepard

MJ
Here we go, Kevin!  Kai is up One-Nothing on Nobody.  Tonight we’re going to see them in a best of five falls in this second round of the best of five series!

KZ
Kai won’t be pulling out a timekeeper stressing match like last week.  He’s got to go at least three fifths the possible distance with a massive man who aims to make amends for last week.


MJ
I don’t think anyone backstage, friend or foe alike is going to envy Kai’s booking tonight.

KZ
No they certainly don’t.  I still don’t think you’re going to see Kai back down.


Jason McKenzie: Ladies and Gentlemen - on behalf of WWG I present your Main Event!  Round Two in a Best of Five Series!  Introducing first, currently leading the series 1-0!

The lights in the arena go out except for a single spotlight staring straight at the stage. "Rock You Like A Hurricane" blasts from the speakers as Kai Shepard emerges from behind the curtain raising his hands to the crowd. The spotlight dissipates as lights begin swirling wildly around the arena.

Jason McKenzie: Here comes the embodiment of Spes Bona! Hailing from the Mother City, the Tavern of the Seas - Cape Town, South Africa!  Standing 6ft 3in Tall!  Weighing 205 pounds!  The Perfect Storm, The Human Hurricane, "Limitless" Kai Shepard!

Kai walks down to the ring slapping the hands of the fans alongside the ramp. He hops up onto the ring apron and slingshots his way into the centre, before climbing the turnbuckle to pose for the crowd.

As Kai jumps down from the turnbuckles the arena lights flicker and suddenly everything falls under a deep blanket of darkness.  There is a single spotlight beaming to life in the middle of the ring, revealing an old battered Victorian gothic music box.  The ratchet lever on the music box begins to spin and we all hear the gentle sounds of a music box eerily creep throughout the cold arena air that grows more ominous with every dainty pluck of pins and teeth, leaving us in the pitch of blackness, gripped by the callous, talon-clawed hands of fear as Lux Aeterna Tenebrosi Stellata begins to play.

Jason McKenzie: Ladies and Gentlemen - Brace yourselves!

The center of the entranceway lights up and we see the silhouette of the ever contemptible, always wicked woman.  Grace Brutal makes her way down the aisle alone as smoke crawls across the canvas surrounding everyone in the ring, at ringside and into the audience.

Jason McKenzie :  Making her way down the aisle the lovely and macabre Morose Rose herself, Grace Brutal!

Grace makes her way up the steel steps and into the ring.  She walks to the music box and closes it.  A tiny spark flicks outside the ring. The spark quickly and suddenly turns into a small flame stood upon the wick of a candle which illuminates the contours and crevices of The Wretched Nobody's haggard mask, and the sparkling metal of the World Title draped across his shoulder.

Jason McKenzie: This Dark Star hails from The Danvers State Lunatic Asylum, Salem Massachusetts and at Six Foot Eleven inches tall – at Three Hundred and Forty Four Pounds he is… Current and Three Time WWG Heavyweight Champion of the WORLD!  THE WRETCHED NOBODY!


Nobody blows out the candle leaving the arena in pure black for a moment - the lights flicker and come back up with The Wretched Nobody standing behind Kai and the referee is already holding the belt.  Kai looks for Nobody for a moment before he turns around and spots him, causing him to jump back ready for a fight.  The referee hands the belt out of the ring and calls for the bell, Nobody takes a step towards Kai who prepares to counter.  Nobody tilts his head looking at Kai as the lights flicker again and when they come back up Nobody is behind Kai a second time.  Kai is quicker to turn around this time and just as eager for a fight, but The Wretched Nobody shoves him backwards down to the canvas and just tilts his head back the other way and the arena lights flicker yet again as Kai scrambles to his feet - though when the lights come up this time Kai’s ready and already executes an overhead kick aimed at The Wretched Nobody who isn’t behind him, because he’s in Kai’s blind corner and as soon as Kai realizes he’s missed he’s already too late to avoid the Creeping in the Dark kick that collides with the side of his skull!

MJ
The Wretched Nobody is playing mind games out there, Kai came for an actual fight - Come on!

KZ
No one said that Nobody had to play it Kai’s way.  Kai needs to consider the offence of Nobody is, at best, and most usually - entirely unlike anyone else in the business.


Nobody grabs Kai by the hair and lifts him up off the ground, Kai counters into a quick front kick to the gut and heads for the ropes trying for a springboard attack - but Nobody follows him and ploughs them both out over the top rope with a leaping Sedative that takes Kai out of midair!

MJ
GOOD GOD!

KZ
My case, in point.


MJ
Wretch doesn’t even care what the hell happens to himself!

KZ
That gets easier when you don’t feel pain.


The ref starts the ten count as Nobody rips himself up off the ground and grabs Kai by the back of his trunks and the hair of his head.  Nobody sends Kai towards the steps - Kai scales the steps and makes it around the ring safely.  Nobody goes after him as Kai rolls inside.

MJ
Kai is creating some space between he and the monster. 

KZ
His speed is his advantage, and he's got to use it.


Nobody gets to a knee as Kai fires a drive by forearm shot to the head, throwing all his weight into the strike!  Nobody hangs onto the middle rope.  Kai continued to gather himself and went looking for another rebound attack only to be caught by the throat and ran into a turnbuckle chokeslam!

MJ
He is simply savage...

KZ
And he can change the momentum of a match in the blink of an eye.


Nobody grabs a handful of Kai's hair and hauls back a big forearm - Kai grabs Nobody's hand and scales the turnbuckles flipping back into a moonsault!  Kai breaks free and rolls to his feet Nobody begins getting up and Kai goes for another springboard spin kick!

MJ
He won with this last week!

Nobody rips Kai out of the air and uses his own momentum against him, he drives Kai down forehead first into the canvas with the Lobotomy!  Nobody creeps over top of Kai’s body in a pub.

Ref: 1… 2… 3!

KAI - 0
WN - 1

KZ
It's been said before but Nobody can switch the momentum of a match frighteningly fast.  And he can end one just as quickly.


Nobody rolls off Kai and slithers back into the corner watching Kai come around and try to pull himself back to his feet.

MJ
Why is he just watching him?

KZ
Kai will spend more energy getting back up on his own than he will if Nobody picks him up.


As Kai stands, Nobody pulls himself up with the ropes - Nobody stands before him.  Kai is hurting and unsure why Nobody is just waiting for him.  The ref steps in and calls for action, and Nobody stands ready for a head and arm tie up.

MJ
What in the **** is he doing?

KZ
I… I don't even know…


Kai fearlessly steps into the tie up and is almost immediately out powered as Nobody slams him into the turnbuckles.  Nobody steps back clean hands up - the ref checks on Kai who steps out of the corner.  Kai circles the big man and then fires a series of kicks to the leg that begins to chop the big man down, Kai ducks every huge swipe of Nobody's hands and he drops the monster to a knee.

MJ
Go Kai!!

KZ
He has the champion in a predicament here and Grace is about to break her hands beating that ring apron!


Kai hits the ropes to gain some speed and that gets used against him in a tight scoop slam!  Nobody grabs a handful of Kai's hair and slams him into the turnbuckles.  Kai swings at him trying to make space but Nobody smothers the struggling and headbutts Kai repeatedly until he is hanging in the corner.  Nobody heaves Kai up and plants him in the middle of the ring with a Trephination!

MJ
By god he's an animal.

KZ
Thank heavens he's one of a kind.


Nobody gets another pin fall.

Ref: 1… 2… 3!

Kai - 0
WN - 2

MJ
Two to None for that freak.

KZ
He's champion for good reason.


Nobody sits up beside Kai and just looking at him.  Kai begins to roll over and get up as Nobody crawls back into the corner again watching Kai get back up.

MJ
Sick just sick.

KZ
Smart though.  He is hitting hard and making Kai work for every inch.  He's completely dragging this out.


Kai fights to regain himself - as Nobody brings himself back to his feet Kai fires a Superkick to his kneeling opponent!  Kai launches himself into a Springboard crossbody!  Nobody grabs the ropes again and pulls himself up into a Missile dropkick!


MJ
There is a Storm moving in!

KZ
He has to maintain the control.


Nobody is rocked but Kai is ready with a Tornado DDT!  Kai is on fire and Nobody reels up into an abrupt Crescent kick!  Kai transitions into a text book Standing moonsault, and as he springs to his feet he heads straight to the corner for a Kai of the Storm!

MJ
Yes! Yes!  Tie it up, son!

KZ
He can if he can begin to if he can hold the pin!


Ref: 1… 2… 3!

Kai - 1
WN - 2

MJ
Keep on him Kai!

KZ
Nobody is caught up in a hurricane right here!


Nobody is still laid out and looking to tie up the match Kai takes to the top rope again aiming for another explosive Kai of the Storm - he leaps into the air and The Wretched Nobody snaps up and picks him from the air and drives him into the canvas with a Lobotomy!

MJ
NO!

KZ
Oh!  We may need some medics - that was brutal!


Ref: 1… 2… 3!

Kai - 1
WN - 3

MJ
God damnit!

KZ
Nobody fought the smart fight tonight - he delivered a match completely different than their last encounter and Kai took the worst of it.


MJ
Nobody steals another win here tonight - what a shame.

KZ
That was a hell of a match I can't wait to see their next run in!