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Live from Tokyo Japan, from the Tokyo Dome



Group A 1st Fatal Fourway
Morgan Terry vs Scott Carr vs PR Star vs Jason Richardson

Group B 1st Fatal Fourway
AJ Styles vs AJ Riley vs Slipshod vs Ethan Rains

Group A 2nd Fatal Fourway
Marcus Collins vs Ashton Stone vs Drake Storm vs Mike Mewes

Group B 2nd Fatal Fourway
Dante Deranged vs Mr Kennedy vs Derek Trotter vs Jakob Hysteria

Group A Winners face 1 on 1
TBD vs TBD

Group B Winners face 1 on 1
TBD vs TBD

Single Match
Rayven vs Barney Green

Finals Match
Group A winner vs Group B Winner

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« Reply #1 on: June 19, 2017, 06:40:30 pm »



Before show the begins we are all treated to a pre-taped promo from WWG’s owner and president...Frederick Kavanagh.  Kavanagh is sleekly dressed in a black suit and black button-down shirt.  The owner smiles into the camera before he begins to speak. 

FREDERICK KAVANAGH
Good evening ladies and gentlemen, my name as you know is Frederick Kavanagh and I am the owner of the World Wrestling Generation.  I want to welcome you all to a special broadcast tonight as we own one our fallen icons.  Orion who wrestled as L was a tremendous here in the WWG.  He had countless great matches and held many titles in his career.  He remember for his great technical ability as well as his demeanor backstage.  Always willing to lend a helping hand to anyone needed.  Tonight is our chance to give something back to L.  So, I challenge all of the Superstars to go out and fight.  Put on the best performances of your lives.  Lets make this show the best WWG Show ever.  After everything that L has meant to the WWG and professional wrestling as a whole it is a pleasure for us all to put this show on for you the fans and for him.  So, tonight myself along with all of the other WWG staff and talent want to say “Thank YOU L”!

Kavanagh stops speaking as his picture remains on the screen, You can hear the crowd through from the arena chanting “Thank you, L” “Than you, L” as the screen fades to black. 

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(As the opening theme blares throughout the arena, the pyro goes off, meeting the sound of the audience roars, kicking off this momentous show! The camera begins to slowly pan around the arena for the first and definitely not last time to start the show, as like usual, a few signs gain some attention on live TV. 'Marry Me Eve <3' 'Way Of The Dragon' 'Hi Mom!' & '-> With Stupid' all get a chance before the camera moves on. Coming in full swing, the camera lands on Tony Schiavone and Bobby Heenan, as the show comes underway officially.)

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Hello, and welcome to the Special Orion Tournament Show! Mike Johnson, and Kevin Zander here, ready to call what's sure to be an amazing night of action.

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All the Possibilities, we don’t know what’s going to happen tonight.   

Mike Johnson
The only scheduled Championship we have tonight is pitting to budding WWG Superstars that have been tangled in a rivalry over the WWG Carnage Championship.  Sparks are sure to fly when Rayven takes on Barney Green!

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I can’t wait, the anticipation is killing Mikey!

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You won’t have to wait long Jason McKenzie out ready announce the contenders for our first Fatal Four Way!


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« Reply #2 on: June 19, 2017, 06:56:36 pm »


Group A 1st Fatal Fourway
Fatal Four Way
Scott Carr vs PR Star vs Morgan Terry vs Jason Richardson

The lights go out in the arena and a chill creeps over the crowd.  The loud and aggressive intro of Slipknot's "Purity"... as the turn-tables scratch to life and we hear "YEEEAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Jason McKenzie: Ladies and Gentlemen!

The ominous, frightening beats of the song kick to high gear in as the entrance lights explode a rich deep red, blackened smoke creeps across the stage slowly. All audible hell breaks loose in the stands as the stage erupts into a wall of inferno, while the flames subside there is nothing on the stage, simply the rippling lights of the dying flames.

Jason McKenzie: Hailing from Arnprior, Ontario Canada - by way of the Capital Ottawa!  Standing Seven Foot Two Inches - Two point One Five Meters Tall!  Officially weighed in at Four Hundred and Twenty Pounds, One Hundred and Ninty point Nine Kilograms!

The stage opens and a platform rises from the depths and the fans cheers rise with it  -  Carr is kneeling down with the World title laid out before him.  The platform stops level with the stage and Carr grabs up the title.  Scott gets to his feet and pounds his fist over his chest before running a thumb across his throat.  His Hood pulled over his head. His cap pulled down hiding his eyes, his head is rocking to the heavy tune and thumping drum runs. He looks out over the audience, side to side, from the cheap seats to those sitting at ringside he takes a moment to take in the grandeur of the night.

Jason McKenzie: He is the Greatest Aquisition in WWG History!  Former Legacy Champion, 2010-2011 Wrestler of the year! He is in the list of WWG's Top Ten Triple Crown Champions!  He is a Grand Slam Champion! He is one half of the Current Tag Team Champions! and... WWG's First and Only Five Time World Champion!

Carr looks around at the throbbing voracious, destruction yurning Mob in attendance - he places the title over his shoulder and Roars a gutteral, snarling, pumped up response out to them before he makes his way down the ramp.

Jason McKenzie: He is the Bar setting, Goal getting, Abomidable, Indomitable, Harder than Hard Core, New Era Icon! The Body Bagging, Toe Tagging, Roughest Man in the Industry Today!

The audience again erupts as the lights around him ignite and Carr throws arms up into his devil horn high sign – before he tosses his hoodie to one side of the crowd and his hat to the other side. Carr makes his way to the ring slapping the hands of fans reaching out for him.

Jason McKenzie: HE IS.... Your Five Time WWG World Champion! WWG Hall of Famer - SCOTT CARR!

Carr gets to the ring where he stops at the steel steps and takes a long look at the audience before he ascends the steel steps and lifts his leg over the top rope.  Carr steps into the center of the ring and holds the title high in the air, then stomping his foot down – causing all four ring posts to explode up into balls of flame. Jason McKenzie and the referee both keep their distance from Carr who hands the belt to the referee and settles back into his corner, taking a seat on the top turn buckle as he prepares himself for this upcoming opponent.

The beginning of Victim by 18 Visions sounds and the arena goes to darkness. Spotlights in colors of red, white, green, purple, and blue fly around the arena lighting up the crowd and than onto the stage of the ramp-way. Golden sparks rain down from the ceiling of the arena, and than PR Star comes out from the curtain. PR Star enters the ring and goes to each turnbuckle.

Jason McKenzie: Let me first introduce to you, the challengers… first… in the corner, to my left… he weighs in tonight, at TWO hundred FORTY-three pounds… he is PR STAR!

Scott Carr does not move a muscle as the boos pour in, his eyes darting between the three men who stand before him; they are but prey to a man like him, but this will not be an easy hunt.  The roar of a 1966 281 Cummins powered Peterbuilt fills the speakers. It cuts out and is followed by Johnny Cash - God Is Gonna Cut You Down instrumental. Out from the black curtain walks "King Of The Road" Morgan Terry. 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.

Jason McKenzie: NEXT… he weighs in tonight, at two HUNdred and THIRTY pounds… HE IS, MORGAN TERRY!

The lights go out in the arena until "Darkness Falls" is played over the PA system.  The Entrance Ramp covers with smoke, as Jason Richardson slowly raises up from under the stage.  Jason has on his dark shades, bandana trench coat and black baseball bat in hand.  He looks over the crowd, raises his arms high into the air, then he continues his walk down to the ring.  Jason slowly walks around to the ring steps, when on the apron he whipes his feet, and enters the ring.  Jason walks over to a corner in the ring, climbs the turnbuckle, he pats his chest, then raises his arms high in the air.  Finally he begins to take off his coat, as he music begins to die down.

Jason McKenzie: AND FINALLY… hailing from ST. LOUIS, MISSOURI… weighing in tonight, at two hundred, forty-four pounds… HE, IS, JASON RICHARDSON!

All four men occupy a corner as the ref looks to call for the bell.

DING DING DING!

The bell has rung, and the divisions are almost instantaneous; Jason Richardson takes no time in racing over to Scott Carr and throwing a forearm in the side of Carr’s-cheek—

MJ: That’s an understandable move considering the history between Scott Carr and Jason Richardson.

The other two men will surely be grateful to not have to deal with Scott Carr just yet, but more equally more than happy to go after each other. Morgan races across the ring and tries to spear PR Star up against the turnbuckle, PR Star seems as alert and prepared as he ever has; he backs in to the turnbuckle, grabs hold of the top ropes, and now back-flips himself up on to the top rope, avoiding the contact! Morgan manages to put on the brakes before he sends himself flying shoulder-first in to the turnbuckle, but he’s been caught out by the quick-thinking of PR Star, who now jabs his boot at the chest of Morgan and knocks him back. This gives our hero a moment to really get his balance, but Morgan is not to be denied, as he runs forward, grabbing PR Star under the arm and attempting to Hip Toss him from the top rope… but AGAIN PR Star is quicker, landing flat on his feet from the attempt and using the momentum to Arm Drag Morgan across the ring, and in to the ropes!

KZ: The crowd are loving the athleticism of PR Star!

Star stands up posing to the crowd, grinning from ear to ear—but wait! While we’ve been watching the pretty reversals on one side of the ring, we’ve missed all the action between Richardson and Carr! Scott Carr has Jason Richardson down for the moment, presumably having gained the advantage in their battle in the corner, and steps to the Hurricane, spinning him round and CRACKING an uppercut off his jaw! PR Star goes comically sprawling in the ropes, his limbs flying all over the place, as Scott Carr steps forward to cement some control… but obviously the damage dealt to Richardson was not enough, as he comes racing from behind him, screaming out as he leaps and knocks Scott Carr silly with a two-footed dropkick, right on the back of his neck! Scott Carr falls forward now, catching his neck on the top rope, as Richardson now grabs a leg, trying to hoist him over the ropes and remove him from the equation; he needs help, and he gets it in the shape of Morgan Terry, who grabs a hold of Carr’s other leg and aids Richardson in throwing him over the ropes!

MJ: Scott Carr is out of the picture for the moment, and now-

WE now have Morgan and Richardson standing tall, and within a second, they turn on each other; both men begin to throw right hands, lowering their hands in a futile attempt to keep themselves protected while keeping up the pressure. Finally, Richardson slaps one of Morgan’s punches away, and fires a kick in to his thigh, forcing Morgan down to a knee as that stinging sensation shoots through the muscles; another kick to the shoulder. 

MJ:  Morgan tries to cover up...

KZ: But those kicks will still hurt his hands!

Richardson pushes Morgan down to a seating position on the bottom rope, and begins to run backwards, perhaps building momentum for a kick to take Morgan out of the ring, too… but as he runs back across the ring, he’s caught off guard by a recovered PR Star, who flies through the air with a running Crossbody! He’s up to his feet quickly, as Richardson attempts to use the momentum and the spring from the canvas to climb to his feet quickly enough to defend himself, but to no avail; PR Star runs against the ropes, catching his Richardson with a short-arm clothesline on the rebound. PR Star stands firm and halts his momentum, standing by as he waits for Jason Richardson to climb to his feet. Richardson is up quickly again, only to be caught by a standing dropkick across his furry chin, the sound of which echoes all the way to the nosebleeds! PR Star leaps in to a cover, hooking the leg, and claiming the first pinfall attempt of the match!

ONE!

But Morgan Terry is still in the ring, lest we forget! He races forward and pulls PR Starup to his feet by his tights, and running him straight through the top and middle ropes and in to the turnbuckle! He slides limply from the gap and down off the ring steps, landing firmly on the thin mats below, as Terry now turns to pick the bones of a downed Richardson!

ONE!

And this time there is no need for support as Richardson kicks his legs in to the air and throws his shoulders up, using the momentum to spin himself on to his knees and giving him the chance to climb to his feet. Morgan is quicker on this occasion, though, as he—OH! THAT WAS A SLAP! Morgan Terry just slapped the taste out of Richardson’s mouth, spinning him a whole one-eighty! Morgan attempts to turn Richardson back around, placing a hand on his shoulder… but Richardson reacts to the second he feels the contact, spinning around the back of Terry quicker than you could imagine, and pushes him as hard as he can; Morgan runs off the ropes on the opposite side of the ring, perhaps attempting to use this reversal to his own advantage, as Richardson leans back on the ropes behind him… but as Terry arrives on the rebound, Richardson doubles over, and hoists Morgan up and over the top rope… OH! AND Terry IS SENT RIGHT IN TO THE ARMS OF THE PR Star!

MJ: PR Star had just climbed to his feet on the outside, only to be greeted by the falling figure of Morgan Terry!
The inadvertent Crossbody leaves both men down and out, allowing Richardson a second to shake off any lasting effects of that disrespectful slap, before looking down at the two men on the outside…

KZ: Everyone in the arena can read Richardson’s mind.

As Richardson flashes a smile! Both men are climbing to their feet, but they won’t be vertical for long, as Jason Richardson rushes across the ring, and now, throws himself through the ropes! SUICIDE DIVE! Richardson throws himself through the ropes—but PR Star has managed to avoid the contact! Richardson has taken down Morgan, but the landing wasn’t as comfortable as he would have liked with PR Star avoiding the contact! PR Star looks down and around at the mess, and taking the momentum to slip in to the ring, just giving himself some space to breathe! PR Star pulls himself to his feet. PR Star raises a hand, and now looks to race across the ring… but, uh-oh!! Scott Carr is back in the ring! He’s managed to slip in to the ring un-noticed, standing right in the PR Star’s path! PR Star runs straight in to Carr, falling to his backside, but he’s right back up, attempting to keep up the illusion of composure; both men stare at each other, waiting for someone to make the first move… and it’s PR Star that does! He slaps his hand on the throat of Carr!

KZ: Is he trying to do this!? Is PR Star trying to go for the Chokeslam!?

MJ: Well… he can’t do it.

Even with Carr’s arm now over his shoulder, PR Star just hasn’t got the strength to lift Scott Carr up… the fans are laughing, but they won’t be laughing now, as Scott Carr slaps the Hurricane’s arm away, and now hoisting him above his head with a Gorilla Press! The fans are beginning to turn now, as they all sense that there is bad news on the horizon! Scott Carr HAS JUST TOSSED HIM OVER THE ROPES! STRAIGHT IN TO THE ARMS OF BOTH TERRY AND RICHARDSON!

KZ: It’s a mess on the outside once again, as three of the four challengers now lay in a heap on the outside!

Scott Carr looks down at the carnage with a glare, as he watches all three men attempt to climb from the wreckage and pull themselves to their feet. But the carnage may only just be beginning, as now, Scott Carr is stepping up from the canvas to the second rope! The fans are starting to get themselves worked up, as Scott Carr props himself up on the top turnbuckle, looking down as all three men climb to their feet!

MJ: He’s not going to do this! IS HE?

KZ: HE IS!

SCOTT CARR FLIES OFF THE TURNBUCKLE WITH A DIVING CROSS-BODY, TAKING DOWN ALL THREE MEN!

MJ: All of the men in this match!   

But it’s Scott Carr who is up to his feet first, to the cheers and applause showing respect for the efforts of all four men in this match! Scott Carr is now up, looking down at the men he’s taken down, with his eyes now locked on Morgan Terry, who is clawing at Carr’s tights to try and haul himself up. Scott Carr can help him there, though, as he lifts him up to his feet and tosses him aggressively back in to the ring. Following in close behind, it’s clear that Scott Carr was looking to try and take advantage of the wreckage and make a pin while he could, but Morgan is wise enough to continue to crawl away, Carr is now forced to chase him across the ring. Morgan turns on to his back, still pushing himself away from his much larger opponent, who now bends down to try and get a hold of Morgan… OH A THUMB TO THE EYE! Morgan HAS JUST BLINDED CARR!

KZ: It’s an under-handed move that just serves as a reminder!

MJ: Under the circumstances, it may be a wise move!

Morgan creates some separation with Carr! Terry climbs to his feet, and bounces off the ropes behind him, gingerly running forward and Bulldogging Scott Carr to the canvas! Carr’s head bounces like a rubber ball off the mat, as Terry now wearily rests on a knee; the effects of this match are apparent on the faces of all four men, but it’s Morgan who has the control… for the moment. From the corner of our picture, we can see PR Star now ascending the turnbuckle!

A DIVING HURRICANRANA! PR STAR LANDS IT!

But he’s not satisfied with just the move, oh no no! He hooks the leg, wrapping Morgan up in a pin!

ONE!



TWO!




MJ: OHHH MY GOODNESS! WHAT HAS HAPPENED HERE!?

Jason Richardson just came SOARING through the air, seemingly from the turnbuckle, looking to break up this pin with a trademark diving elbow… but the PR Star, from his pinning position, watched the Richardson ’s flight path, and rolled free from the cover at JUST the right moment! The elbow connected with Morgan, and PR Starhas preserved the momentum! Richardson is up to a knee, but PR Starwas first up after avoiding that contact, and dropkick’s Richardson to the canvas!

KZ: PR Star is really rolling here!

Morgan Terry is dragging himself up from the impact of that elbow drop. PR Star is stalking Richardson, but now walked right in to the path of Carr! Scott Carr has grabbed Star by the throat.  Richardson crawls in front of Morgan Terry.  Terry reaches down to grab Richardson.  Richardson pulling him up to his feet, as Richardson shakes his head, tWAIT WAIT! Richardson HAS BROKEN FREE FROM THE GRIP!!

JASON RICHARDSON IS PULLING MORGAN TERRY DOWN TO THE CANVAS BY HIS ARM! RICHARDSON LOCKS IN THE CROSS-ARMBREAKER!

THE CARR BOMB!!! CARR HITS THE CARR BOMB ON PR STAR!



Scott Carr looks to Richardson; Richardson looks to Scott Carr. The crowd are going mad!

Scott Carr drops in to a cover on PR STAR!

ONE!

MJ: Oh my… Scott Carr has a pin on PR Star! Jason Richardson has Morgan Terry in the Cross-Armbreaker!

KZ: Neither man is about to stop the other, they both think they have it! The referee counts, then looks to Richardson! No tap out yet!

TWO!

The second count is made! The referee looks to Terry! No tap out still! One of these men is about to regret their decision to not stop the other for the rest of their lives, as the crowd begin to buzz in their seats! This is an intense staredown, but who is about to take this thing?! The referee turns his eyes away from Terry, raising his hand to count for the final time—Jason Richardson WRENCHES BACK ONE LAST TIME!

THUDTHUD- THREE - THUDTHUDTHUD!

The Ref counts three and looks over and sees Terry tapping out.  Now, the ref has no idea who tapped first! 

KZ: NO WAY!!! NO WAY!!! MORGANTAPS!!! JUST AS THE REFEREE COUNTED THREE!!

There is a big confusion in the ring as Jason Richardson and Carr argue with one another in the ring.  It isn’t physical just a bunch of chatter between the two in the middle of the ring.  The ref is out side consulting with the time keeper.  Jason McKenzie steps forward, to announce the ref’s decision!


Jason McKenzie: LLLLLLADIES AND GENTLEMAN, HERE IS YOUR WINNER… SCOTT CARR!......AND....JASON RICHARDSON!

MJ: What's is going on here?  Two men declared the winner?

KZ:  The referee can't do this?  It's a tournament!  There has to be a winner!

MJ:  Well it should be no suprise that the very first match up ends in controversy.  Wait....I'm being told that Frederick Kavanagh is ready to make a ruling,will take you there right now!

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« Reply #3 on: June 19, 2017, 07:10:58 pm »


There is mass hysteria in the arena as the very first Fatal Four-Way match ends with two men being declared the winner.  Now, everyone in the arena is treated to Frederick Kavanagh on the titantron.  Kavanagh is standing outside his office with a resident interview but we can’t make out who it is.  We only see the microphone in the camera frame with Kavanagh!

FREDERICK KAVANAGH
What a match, let’s give a round of applause to all four men.  That’s what I want to see all night.  Now, I’m here to make a ruling on what to do about this situation.  The referee has made ruling and declared both Scott Carr winners.  I will uphold that ruling.  That means that the finals of the Group A bracket will now be a Triple Threat Match, with winner of match two taking on both Jason Richardson and Scott Carr!  Good Day, Mate!

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WOW!  What a ruling there by Mr. Kavanagh.  Both Scott Carr and Jason Richardson advance to the finals. 

Kevin Zander
The A Bracket just got a whole lot harder now!

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Anything can happen tonight, and it looks like we ready to begin the second Fatal Four-way of the night!

Kevin Zander
No bathroom breaks tonight!  All ACTION!

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Group B 1st Fatal Fourway
Fatal 4-Way Match
Ethan Rains vs SlipShod vs AJ Styles vs AJ Riley

Jason McKenzie: Ladies and Gentlemen!  It is a Fatal Four Way  Introducing first… hailing from Gainsville Georgia… weighing in at 218 pounds…

“I AM” begins to play and here he comes, as the fans are on their feet at the sight of The Phenomenal One! He steps out with his hood up covering his eyes and slowly teases his crowd by lifting it a few mere inches and letting it flop back down again, before whipping back and extending his arms which was the queue for a thunderous rain of cheers which descended upon AJ very quickly as he soon stood in the ring.

Jason McKenzie: HE IS... AJ STYLES!

"Trouble hits and the lights go out and a purple spotlight shines down on the stage and standing there with his back to us is Ethan Rains. Ethan turns his head looking down the ramp and out onto the crowd and the lights shine back on, Thaddeus Rains walks out joining Ethan as they both head down to the ring. Ethan gets up onto the ring apron and poses and then gets into the ring. Thaddeus walks up the stairs and enters the ring with his nephew!

Jason McKenzie: And next, making his way to the ring… hailing from Dublin, Ireland… weighing in at 225 pounds… Being accompanied by Thaddeus Rains… ETHAN RAINS!

The lights to the arena swiftly go out, leaving only the light from the fans cell phones to illuminate the arena.  Hitting the speakers is Bad Guy by Chris Webby.  Seconds go by before a spotlight hits the empty ramp.  Finally emerging from the from the curtain, strutting out with his back to the crowd, head bobbing to the beat is AJ Riley.  Wearing a white zip up hoodie with "real deal" on the back in black lettering Riley turns around, sunglasses covering his eyes and black Magnum PI flat brim on under his pulled up hood.  AJ, a smile on his face surveys the fans in attendance, slowly raising his hands to his chest, thumbs pointed towards his body he lets out a "I AM THE MAN!"

Jason McKenzie: Introducing next… hailing from Charlotte, North Carolina… weighing in at 215 pounds…

Strutting to the beat he makes his way down the ramp pointing and fans trash talking those who are not in support of him.  AJ makes his way to the the ring, grabbing the ropes to pull himself up he stands on the apron, bouncing on the rope he jumps over the top rope into the ring.  AJ immediately walks to the corner and getting up on the turnbuckle arrogantly raises his arms to the side.....a smile on his face.

Jason McKenzie: AJ RILEY!

The lights go out in the arena as "Forfeit" by Chevelle hits. SlipshoD comes out and stands at the top of the arena. He takes a few moments and does a 180 degree stare at the crowd.

Jason McKenzie: And now one his way to the ring… hailing from Seattle, Washington… weighing in at 215 pounds... He is... SLIPSHOD —

SlipShod stops at the top of the ramp as he does and holds his hands above his head as the crowd continues to cheer and chant his name. Riley stands up and turns to face Styles, but Styles is waiting. He lunges at Riley and drops him with a Flying Forearm ! SlipShod sees this, ends his entrance and runs for the ring. He slides in under the bottom ropes and jumps to his feet as Styles stands and turns. SlipShod begins to lay into Styles as McKenzie is cut off and leaves the ring and the referee calls for the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

He grabs Styles by the arm and goes for an Irish Whip, but Styles counters with an Irish Whip of his own. SlipShod bounces off the ropes as Styles goes for a Clothesline, but SlipShod ducks it, bouncing off the opposite ropes and dropping Styles with a Flying Cross-ody. SlipShod picks himself up, leaps over Styles, jumps at the ropes, and vaults off the second rope, hitting Styles with a Springboard Moonsault! SlipShod goes for the pin!

ONE!

MJ: Styles kicks out.

KZ: Fast paced action here to start!

SlipSHOD picks Styles up by the head, but Styles plants a hard right into SlipShod’s gut, then another. SlipShod releases Styles’s head as he backs against the nearest ropes and rebounds, dropping SlipShod with a Jumping DDT. He then backs against the ropes again and stops above SlipShod’s right leg for a moment before jumping and dropping a Jumping Knee Drop to SlipShod’s right ankle and calf. He then pulls SlipShod to his feet and hits him with a European Uppercut, causing him to stumble back. He grabs SlipShod by the arm and Irish Whips him into the opposite ropes. SlipShod ducks Styles’s attempted Clothesline and bounces off the ropes behind Styles. He turns around as SlipShod goes for a Super Kick. But Styles catches SlipShod’s foot and tosses it away, spinning SlipShod around. He turns himself and reaches back, grabbing SlipShod’s head and dropping into his signature Stretch Backbreaker. Styles pops to his feet and turns to face SlipShod as he arches his back in pain. Styles runs at SlipShod and kicks him across the face, dropping him flat onto his back. Styles goes for the pin!

ONE!



TWO!



MJ: Rains pulls Styles off of SlipShod!

Styles gets to his feet and faces Rains, completely angry with him. Rains shrugs, then levels him with a Clothesline. He waits for Styles to get to his feet, then drops him with a Standing Dropkick. He pulls Styles to his feet and begins to lay into him with rights and lefts. He ends with a Bionic Elbow, causing Styles to turn around to cover his face. Rains leaps onto Styles’s back and drops back into a Backcracker! Rains goes for the pin!

ONE!



TWO!



MJ: Styles kicks out!

Rains stands up, clearly frustrated, and turns to prepare to press his assault when out of nowhere, Riley comes flying in and drops Rains with a Flying Clothesline! He pulls Rains to his feet, knees him in the gut twice, hits a European Uppercut to force Rains to stand all the way up, then leaps and executes a somersault flip over Rains’s head. As he comes down behind Rains, he reaches back and grabs Rains’s head, dropping into a Falling Neckbreaker, hitting the Blockbuster on Rains! Rains holds the back of his head in pain as Riley begins to circle him. He slowly gets to his feet as Riley position himself behind Rains. As soon as Rains is to his feet, Riley locks him in a Reverse Facelock, then drops into a Backbreaker. However, Riley does not release the hold. Instead, he slides around so he’s in front of Rains and hoists him, hitting a Northern Lights Suplex, going into a Bridge Pin!

ONE!



TWO!



SlipShod, also with a surprise airborne re-entrance, lands a Frog Splash on Riley to break the count and drove the air from Riley’s lungs. SlipShod goes for the pin!

ONE!



TWO!




MJ: Styles pulls SlipShod off of Riley!

KZ: Quick Fast Pinfall attempts, can they keep this pace up!

He stomps a couple of times on SlipShod’s back, then drops to one knee to punch the back of SlipShod’s head. After a few punches, he pulls SlipShod to a seated position and locks both hands around SlipShod’s jaw, pulling SlipShod’s back against his knee, locking in a Wrenching Chinlock. SlipShod screams in pain, but soon seems to be passing out due to pain and pressure. The referee goes to check on SlipShod and raises his right arm once. His arm falls as the referee raises it again. And again it falls as the referee raises it a third time. This time SlipShod stops his arm from falling all the way as he makes a fist and begins to ‘pump up,’ drawing on the crowd’s cheers. He pulls away from Styles’s knee and begins to stand up as Styles can’t believe it! Once to his feet, SlipShod elbows Styles in the gut twice, causing him to release the Chinlock. He then steps forward and catches Styles with an Underarm Snap STO! He pulls Styles to his feet and picks him up, inverting him for a Tombstone Piledriver. But Rains comes flying off the top rope and hits SlipShod square in the face with a Missile Dropkick! SlipShod falls back, Styles landing on top of him! Rains pulls Styles to his feet, kicks him in the gut, and hooks him for the IRISH LAYOUT, but Riley hits Rains with a Super Kick over Styles’s back! Rains releases the hook and stumbles back against the ropes as Riley grabs Styles from behind and hoists him, planting him on his back with a German Suplex. Riley stands and turns right into SlipShod who catches him in an attempted Underarm Snap STO, but Riley blocks the leg sweep and hoists SlipShod into a T-Bone Suplex from out of nowhere!

ONE!



TWO!



MJ: SlipShod kicks out barely and Riley can’t believe it!

KZ: I can’t believe it either!

Riley rolls to a seated position and places his hands on his head in disbelief as the crowd doesn’t really know how to react. He eventually gets to his feet and turns as Rains rebounds off the ropes and drops him with a Lariat. Riley grabs the back of his head and rolls away, getting to his feet as Rains follows him. Rains grabs him to pull him up, but he punches Rains twice in the gut. Having been released from the hold, Riley stands up and starts exchanging blows with Rains, both competitors starting to feel the exhaustion kick in. Suddenly, Styles clubs Riley across the back of the head. Rains tries to go for Styles, but Riley throws an elbow across Rains’s face, then turns and throws an elbow across Styles’s face, trying to battle out. SlipShod, now on his feet, climbs the nearest turnbuckle and leaps off, going for a Cross Body Plancha on all three men. But Riley sees it coming and ducks out of the way as SlipShod drops both Styles and Rains to the mat. SlipShod stands up and looks left and right for Riley. He then turns around only to be met with a Side Kick from Riley. He catches Riley’s foot and throws it aside, but Riley spins and cracks SlipShod across the head with a Dragon Whip, sending him stumbling back against the nearby ropes. He then turns to see Rains pulling himself out of the far corner. Riley runs over to Rains and goes for a Side Kick, but Rains catches his foot. Rains tosses Riley’s foot away as he spins into another Dragon Whip, sending Rains flying back into the corner he just escaped from! He turns, yet again, but this time Styles is on his feet and is lunging at Riley, going for a cutter! Riley shoves Styles away to counter and when Styles turns around, Riley goes for a Side Kick, yet again! And, yet again, he yields the same result, his third Dragon Whip of the night, causing Styles to kiss the mat! Riley backs against the nearby ropes and leans on them to recover some strength before moving in for the pin. However, as Riley begins to move toward Styles, SlipShod from out of nowhere, goes for a Super Kick! Riley catches SlipShod’s foot and drops it, hoisting him for a T-Bone Suplex again! However, this time, Riley’s proximity to the ropes causes him to T-Bone Suplex SlipShod right over the top rope, dropping him to the floor below! Riley collapses against the ropes as he stares at SlipShod’s motionless body outside the ring. After a moment, he pulls himself to his feet and turns to face the ring, only to be met by a vicious PHENOMENAL FOREARM from Styles! Styles pops to his feet and smirks as he looks down at Riley’s unconscious form. As Styles makes the move to pin, he’s grabbed from behind and spun around. Caught off guard, Styles is doubled over by a kick from Rains and hooked into position. Rains then lifts him and flips him onto his shoulder, before dropping into a IRISH CROSS!  Rains collapses on top of Styles!

ONE!




TWO!



THREE!


“Trouble” by 08 Seconds Onward erupts from the arena speakers as the crowd erupts into a standing ovation. Thaddeus rushes the ring pulls Rains to his knees and raises his arm in victory. Rains looks stunned as all he can do is smile.

Jason McKenzie: Here is your Winner… ETHAN RAINS!

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Mike Johnson
What an epic start to this night!


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« Reply #5 on: June 19, 2017, 09:08:43 pm »


Mike Johnson
We’re back from Commercial Break and it’s been an amazing night so far, and we’re only two matches in!

Kevin Zander
I don’t know how much more I can, it’s been hard-hitting and high flying in both of these two matches so far.  I’m at a loss for words.  Can somebody get me bottle water please?

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While we tend to Zander’s thirst, we have another message from Frederick Kavanagh!

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Our attention is again directed to the titantron where Kavanagh stands by in his office.  He sits behind his desk with a smile on his and his feet up on the table.  Kavanagh speaks.

FREDERICK KAVANAGH
The night has surely gotten off to hot start hasn’t.  I would expect nothing less form the best wrestlers in the world past and present.  I want to keep the momentum going.  So, I’m going to through a little wrinkle into this next match. We’re going to have what some might call a Hard-Core Match, a Street Fight, but one of the more famous WWG description of the match is a Clockwork Orange match.  We don’t have a cage to hang the weapons from so you guys are just going to have to be creative.  An anything goes match where weapons aren’t just legal, THEY’RE ENCOURAGED!  Good luck, Mates!

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We’re back here live, and what an announce there by Frederick Kavanagh... A Clockwork Orange Match is up next I couldn’t have image we’d ever see another match like this especially not tonight!

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Group A 2nd Fatal Fourway
Clockwork Orange Fatal Four Way
Mike Mewes © vs Marcus Collins vs Drake Storm vs Ashton Stone

Jason McKenzie: Ladies and Gentleman...The Following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a Clockwork Orange Fatal Four way! The rules are simple...There can be no disqualifications or countouts, we must have a winner via pinfall or submission!

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.  He stops at the top of the ramp with both fists to his side with his thumb, index and pinkie finger extended on each hand.  His aviators shine in the lights.  He has on black trunks with MEWES across the back written in gold lettering, black knee pads and boots.  He is also wearing a black leather jacket with a black Eagles of Death Metal Death By Sexy T-Shirt.

Jason McKenzie: Introducing first...He is the reigning WWG Absolute champion...Hailing from the Palm Desert, California...Weighing in at 203 pouuunnddsss....MIKE MEWES!

Walking down the aisle Mewes dips his sunglasses with his finger, checking out the chicks in the audience while trash talking those Mewes haters in attendance.  A smirk is on his face as he makes his way to the ring.  He walks up the steps to the apron which he then turns to the crowd and gyrates his hips in a suggestive motion.  After entering he stands in the middle facing the crowd once again and begins gyrating again, this time running his hand down his chest and abdomen in a sexual manner.  After he is done he takes of his jacket and lays it in the corner.  Phenomenal by Eminem hits on the PA system and the lights dim and spotlights whizz around the arena starting fast and then slowing gradually until the all point at the entrance way. As the first verse hits Drake storm walks out wearing the infamous black hoodie with The Elite written on the back along with the tribal symbol. Drake stands in the spotlights slowly lowering the hood revealing he is wearing his trademark black balaclava with the whole face area visible. Drake stares straight down the ramp to the ring the look in his eyes one of focused rage. Drake holds both arms out wide one hand open the other clenched in a fist. He then slams them together fist into open palm and simultaneously the lights blink and fireworks go off from left to right and then back again across the ramp directly behind him.

Jason McKenzie: And introducing the first of his 3 opponents...Hailing from the Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...weighing in tonight at 300 pooouunnndddsss.... DRAKE... STORM!

As soon as the fireworks finish the lights dim again and the spotlight slowly follows Drake down the entrance ramp. He walks with purpose and confidence and cuts an intimidating figure as he makes his way to ringside. When reaching the ring he jumps straight up onto the apron grabbing the top rope. Drake then proceeds to step over the top rope. As he gets into the ring he pulls the hoodie off in one swift motion and hangs it over the top rope behind him. Now stood in just his plain dark trousers and balaclava Drake stands in the dead center of the ring with a look of rage in his eyes. Drake pulls the balaclava off slowly throwing it in the face of the referee before he repeats the action of stretching out his arms with one palm open and the other clenched in a fist. As he slams them together this time fireworks go off from all four turnbuckles and the lights blink and then come back on as soon as the fireworks finish. Drake no ready to unleash his pent up rage.  The arena falls quiet when a sudden explosion breaks the quietness. The words Stone Cold Killer appear simultaneously on the big screen. Remember the name by Fort Minor hits on the PA system immediately after the explosion. As the song start to start properly Ashton Stone emerges at the top of the ramp. He walks with a confident swagger to the top of the ramp. As he reaches the ramp he stops flicking the black hooded top from his head revealing a confident but concentrated expression. As he does this a row of fireworks go off down either side of the ramp from the top to the bottom heading towards the ring. Ashton flashes an arrogant smile as he begins to swagger down to the ring. He moves slowly but purposefully wearing black pants much like boxing shorts. The shorts have white writing on one side saying stone and a tribal symbol on the other side. As Stone reaches the bottom of the ramp he walks around the ring dismissing and smirking at the crowd at ringside he reaches the rear of the ring and leaps up onto the apron grabbing the top rope


Jason McKenzie: And introducing next...From Los Angles, California...Weighing in at 260 poouuunnddsss....ASHTON...STONE!

He turn around to face away from the ring looks to the sky and hits his chest where his heart is and holds two fingers to his lips and then to the sky before bowing his head and stepping between the second rope and the top rope. As he gets into the ring he walks to the center of the ring removing his black hoody withe the same white tribal symbol on the back of it as his shorts. The white writing on this though simply says The Elite. He lets it fold in half over his arm before sliding it under the bottom rope in one of the corners so that it hangs round the turnbuckle. He then climbs the turnbuckle in that corner of the ring and raises both arms above his head with fists clenched as his arms become fully extended more pyros go off from the other 3 corners of the ring exploding high above the ring in a bright blinding white light causing everyone to blink. Once everyone's eyes have adjusted Stone is already stood in the middle of the ring ready for action.  Heathens remix by Leo Moracchioli begin to place. Collins slowly makes his way out to the ramp. He looks around the arena, checking at the fans that attended tonight. He takes off his leather coat and drops it on the stage.

Jason McKenzie: And lastly...Hailing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...He weighs in tonight at 238 pooounnndsss..Ladies and Gentleman...THIS...IS...MARCUS... COLLINS!!!!

Collins also has a shopping trolley full of weapons with him, as he begins to wheel it down the ramp.  He turns the corner of the ring.   He slides into the ring, and makes his way into the final vacant corner, as all four men in the match are now in the ring and ready to go.

DING DING DING!

MJ: Perhaps the most dangerous stipulation of the night is underway,

With one swing of the arm from the referee.

KZ: That cues hell to begin.

MJ:With four men all gunning for the same goal, a brief silence falls over the arena, the tension could be cut with a knife.

The four men all stare each other down with the death glare, but the truth is, Mewes is the biggest target. Collins tilts his head towards his Stone, and Storm, after perhaps using a possum tactic runs at Collins rather than Mewes! Collins pushes forward, as the two lock-up quickly, with Drake taking the upper-hand, pushing Collins against the ropes. He then whips Collins, and as he comes running back, Stone runs in the way, and gets hit by a huge clothesline! Mewes is at the side, he’s taking his time to gather some energy while the three take each other out. After Collins realizes the impact of his clothesline on Stone, his moments of pride are short-lived, as Mewes runs at him! A punt attempt to the head is failed, Collins ducks, and from behind, he takes over Mewes for a roll-up—

ONE!

MJ: No good!

Collins’s cover has no avail, and as he springs out of the pin, he realizes what’s going on, Storm is outside, digging for something. Collins takes a second to put his attention back on Mewes, and then and there, Drake gets a barbed wire bat! He rolls into the ring, and runs at Collins who has no clue what’s going on behind him, Mewes pushes Collins out of the way, and gets whacked in the face by the bat! He drops right to the mat, Drake smiles arrogantly, and drops on his knees, hooking the leg!

ONE!

...

TWO!


Collins pushes Storm off with his boot, no pin there. Stone, the missing equation gets himself noticed, while Collins has all his energy on Mewes and Drake, another “sneak” attack, Stone locks Collins into a Sleeper Hold!  Collins t struggles helplessly as he is squeezed to the point of no return, picking up the Barbed Wire bat is the angered Storm, who comes running back, batting Collins in the stomach! Stone pushes Collins down, it’s just the man with the arms, Storm, and Stone. Storm drops the barbed wire bat, and takes a second to hog up the lime-light with a taunt. Stone runs at him, snap DDT! Quickly, the partnership dissolves and Stone struggles to get the cover, but it happens all too quickly!

ONE!

...

TWO!

...


KZ: Not enough! Not.. enough!

Drake’s reflex allowed him to kick-out quickly, but his reflex doesn’t save him from the unexpected elbow drop delivered by the current Transatlantic Champion! Drake reverbs forward, Mewes quickly gets back on his feet. He runs at Stone, clotheslines him down, and soon, he is the last one standing! He raises his arms, after making quick work of the whole ring.. until Collins steals the bat from the canvas, and from behind, he whips it into Mewes’s back! Mewes stands dazed, his back already becoming red, while Collins pushes him forward, causing him to rebound back from the ropes, right into a huge drop-kick, pushing him back and out of the ring! Collins quickly follows him outside, and begins the beat-down, as he seats himself on Mewes and swings fists wildly at his head. Then, kneeling, he lifts up the curtain from the ring, and he ponders under, lumbering for something. In a brief moment, it’s out, a huge, wooden table. The fans are cheering wildly!

KZ: Collins has bad things on his mind!  Look at the anger on his face.

He hoists Mewes up by his hair, and puts him on the apron, lifting him up. Collins walks up the steel steps, and once on the apron, Drake Storm comes running out of nowhere, punching him right off! Collins goes flying off, and Storm steps out of the ring, on the apron with the dazed Mewes! He looks him in the eyes. In a few moments, Drake Storm brawls with Mewes on the apron, with a table laid out beside them. They exchange fists, hoping to gain the upper-hand on the opposition. Storm throws a punch, Mewes begins to lose balance!  Storm grabs Mewes’s wrists, inverts him in to position for his power-bomb, and instantly, every man turns their head to him, ready to watch as he attempts the move—GUT-WRENCH CONNECTS! THROUGH THE TABLE! No way! Mewes and Storm both flew through the table! Collins watches with his eyes widened, Stone from the inside is also shocked at the extremist behaviour of Storm, who also gained some of the impact!

MJ: What a climax!

Collins watches, starstruck, Storm looks to cover Mewes, but in that moment, Collins gets back to his feet looking for vengeance, as he lifts up the steel steps, and holds them high above his head. Mewes is motionless, perhaps knocked out, while Storm crawls backwards, Collins pacing towards him. He tries to goad Showdown’s man into making the right decision, but he’s already made, he drops the steel steps right on him! The arena trembles, Collins turns to Mewes, back to Drake, and begins to question who to cover. He’s short on time!

KZ: Turn around Collins, Stone is up on the turnbuckle!

STONE! Flying Crossbody! Right onto Collins! He digs his hand under Collins’s leg!

ONE!

...

TWO

...


He’s trying to hold it, Collins rolls over, and gets onto his feet, and before Stone can attempt to free himself, he connects with what looks to be a pile-driver! Collins gets up for about, 30 seconds, before he brings Stone back up by the wrist. He looks at the dazed man, until he hears the footsteps from Drake behind him! But this time, it’s too late, Drake connects with a clothesline! Stone ducks out of the way, watching Collins reverberate through the arena. “Oh!” the crowd groan in unison with the connection of that move. Stone, while no one is looking, is reaching under the ring for something, but before we can see what, we’re back to Drake Storm, measuring Collins again. Chanting, ‘Wake Up!’ the fans become hostile, Collins barely getting to his feet. Slowly rallying himself, Collins gets up from the thunderous clothesline from Storm, who comes running back to connect with another one, however, Marcus ducks! He ducks! Storm runs right into a HUGE chair-shot from Stone!

MJ: That’s what Stone was grabbing! Bad luck for Storm, the un-expected taking place, but now Collins is in for a scare,

KZ: Stone ready to hit him—WHAT?! Where did that foot come from?

Mewes just super-kicked the chair into Stone’s face! Great move on behalf of Mewes, but for Collins, it’s about the gold, he quickly reverses himself, and uses that same Superkick on Mewes, it’s not enough to take him off his feet. Collins dives at Mewes, rolls around him, and quickly pulls him over into merely the second cover of this match!

ONE!

...

TWO!

...


MJ:  Mewes uses the barricade to break out!

Collins beats the ground in frustration as a bloodied Mewes desperately tries to distance himself from the action, leaving Collins with a choice of Stone or Storm to mount an offense on. His chosen choice is Storm, and he stomps on his head before sending him back into the ring. Collins then gets down onto his knees and lifts up the ring apron, again looking for the weapon which would very well swing the match in his favor. Collins re-emerges a few moments later, holding a small, tattered looking sack, as he slides into the ring, Storm still trying to clear the blood from his eyes following that hellacious chair shot from Stone. Stone himself, is battling on the outside with Mewes, as the sound of Mewes being scoop slammed on the steel ring ramp echoes throughout the arena. But all eyes are on Collins in the ring who is now stalking his downed opponent, before he unwraps the small sack and turns it upside down...Releasing thousands of thumbtacks! A Huge cheer goes up from the Tokyo Dome crowd, their absolutely loving what they're seeing! The thumbtacks go flying all over the ring as Collins looks at them with a devilish grin, with his back turned to Storm, who's desperately crawling to his feet. With something sinister in mind, Collins runs past Storm in throws himself into the ring ropes, but as he goes back to Storm, Storm leaps to his feet and grabs Collins, uses his own momentum and clutches him in a belly to belly suplex position, before THROWING HIM OVER HIS HEAD AND RIGHT INTO THE THOUSANDS OF THUMBTACKS! The screams of Marcus Collins can be heard clearly by all, as he rolls over agonizing in pain, but due to the vast number of pintacks, he's just getting more and more stuck deep inside his flesh! Storm see's his chance and looks to seize it, he runs over Collins jumps up onto the second rope and goes to rebound on a downed Collins with the Storm Splash, but rolling over in agony of the tacks in his back, Collins has inadvertently avoided Storms offense, leaving the Storm to fall belly down onto the thousands of thumbtacks Collins poured onto the canvas! And now it's Storms turn to scream in pain, as he is covered in thumbtacks, desperately rolling out of the ring to regroup. Collins slowly tries to get himself back to a vertical base...Only to turn around into a shot with the baseball bat from the recuperated Stone! Collins slumps lifelessly to the floor, as he taunts the crowd with his bat in his hand, cupping the two hands together and emitting one loud "WOOOOOOOOOO" which the crowd are absolutely loving! But, Stone isn’t left as the lone man standing for very long, Storm comes running in recovered and nails Stone from behind with a double ax handle! Storm smirks as Stone is sent to his knees, but he isn't smirking for long as the current and bloodied Mewes comes staggering in, steel chair in hand. Mewes waits for Storm to turn around before cracking him the ribs with the chair and setting him up for a MASSIVE DDT...

MJ: Good god no, not on those thumbtacks!

But WAIT! Stone comes to the rescue as he grabs Mewes by the hair...Wait a minute? What the hell? He sets him up...FOR AN INVERTED DDT INTO THE THUMBTACKS, WHILST MEWES DDT'S Storm INTO THE TACKS! OH MY GOD!

The fans are on their feet, in amazement and disbelief!  As all eyes are on all four men who are down on the ring. Mewes who is losing huge amounts of blood from a gash above his right eye, Collins who has blood pouring from his back from the devestating thumbtacks, some of which are still clinging tightly to the flesh on his back. Stone, who has been battered and bruised by just about every weapon imaginable and finally Storm, with thumbtacks all over his body and blood flowing freely from his forehead. All 4 men slowly drag themselves to their feet, as Storm collapses back to the canvas, desperately trying to claw thumbtacks which have attached themselves to his face following that last move from 3 of the 4 stars. Collins and Mewes are the first ones up, as Mewes collapses back down to one knee. Collins sees an opening and it looks as though he intends to take it, as he quickly boots his 'mentor' in the mouth and gets him in the perfect position for running knee to the face! Mewes...Is...Motionless! Collins desperately gets to his feet, before looking at the downed Mewes and thinking of making a cover, but doesn't get the opportunity as Stone comes flying towards him! Out of desperation, Collins grabs the top rope and flings himself to the floor, as Stone goes flying headfirst over the top rope, landing on the floor outside with a thud, as he slowly crawls towards the apron to get back up. Collins does likewise using the ring ropes, as Drake Storm now seems to have finally recovered. He sees Collins near the ropes and loses it, remembering how Collins dodged the Storm Splash earlier in the match and sent him flying facefirst into thumbtacks. He has a full head of steam as he charges directly for Collins, who in the corner of his eye sees Stone just about standing on the outside. Knowing its now or never, Collins waits to lure Storm in...And waits....And waits...Before ducking and sending Storm flying up high over the top rope with a back body drop, before Storm goes crashing down onto Stone, all 300 pounds of him! Collins looks on in near disbelief at his two downed challengers, before coming back down to earth with a thud to see the  Mewes slowly coming too in the center of the ring. Knowing this could be his one chance to capture that, Collins runs forward and spring board...STEEL ENDING! NO!  MEWES BLOCKED IT!  Mewes stepped out of the way and Collins lands on his back.  Collins to get up but is met with a club blow to the back of the head.  Collins is now dazed, Mewes lift Collins up on his shoulders....DEATH BY SEXY!  IT CONNECTS!  Mewes cradles Collins for the pin!

ONE!

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TWO

....


Storm tries to slide in and break it up but he slides onto the tacks and the pain haults him in his tracks, as the ref counts!

...

THREE!


Jason McKenzie:
Ladies and Gentleman...Here is your winner...MIKE....MEWES!!!!!!

MJ:  Mike Mewes is bloody and beaten but he advances. 

KZ:  But what can he do following this match!  Especially going into a match with Scott Carr and Jason Richardson!

MJ:  I don’t know but that’s what it’s going to be a Triple Threat Match between Mike Mewes, Jason Richardson and Scott Carr.

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« Reply #7 on: June 19, 2017, 11:12:48 pm »


Mike Johnson
What a match we have just seen.  I don’t think my words can do it justice.  The carnage, the brutality, these men where out in that squared circle ready to put everything on the line.  In the name of L, for entertainment of the these fans.  I have to applaud that.

Kevin Zander
It’s amazing, you think you’ve seen everything and then something tops that.  It’s been amazing match after amazing match, and I’m loving every second of it. 

Mike Johnson
Hold on a second, I think we are about to be joined by the Absolute Champion...

-

Mike Mewes has left the ring, where the ring crew are cleaning all of the tacks and blood spatter out of the ring.  Mewes who is still being tended to by medics as he walks over to the commentator’s table.  He’s yelling at the commentators.

MIKE MEWES
Give me a damn headset!

Johnson and Zander hurry and try and supply Mewes with a headset, as a doctor begins to apply bandages to a Mewes as he stands over the commentator’s.  Johnson tries to hand Mewes a headset.  Mewes grabs the headset, and fumbles around with it before he can comfortably speak with it around his head.

MIKE MEWES
This is wrestling at it’s finest by the finest, yours truly.  And for anyone who thinks otherwise, you just saw me walk through hell, and I came back.  I was put in this hell of a match last second, I could have complained but I didn’t.  I wanted that match to show the world that I still the greatest.  I’m one of the only current wrestlers in this competition and I’m the only champion from WWG in this tournament.  You want to know why the other “champions are not here” it’s because they’re scared.  They idolize these legend.  I don’t!  I’m here because I am a legend and I deserve to be here.  I’m going to win this tournament and prove it once and for all.  Who’s the real icon!  Who’s the real legend!  The sexiest man alive!  His name is Mike Mewes quote me!

Mewes takes off the headset and slams it down before yelling at the commentator’s once more.  Mewes walks off and to the back, as we turn our attention back to the commentator’s.



Mike Johnson
Well, I guess we know why Mike is here

Kevin Zander
He has a reason to be upset.  He did just go through hell and no other winner has to come back from what Mewes just came back from.

Mike Johnson
I don’t dispute that, but this show is about more than Mike Mewes, and he better go get all the theraphy he needs because everyone is going to be targeting him, especially his next opponents.

Kevin Zander
Mike knows they’ll gunning for him and he doesn’t care, he’s here to win.

Mike Johnson
We’ll see!  Switching gears here, we still have one Fatal Four Way Match left and it looks like they’re about ready to get it kicked off!

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« Reply #8 on: June 20, 2017, 12:56:42 am »


Group B 2nd Fatal Fourway
4-Way Dance
Dante Deranged vs Jakob Hystaria vs Derrick Trotter vs Mr. Kennedy

The fans get settled in for the jam packed night they are ahead of, as many begin to cheer and applaud for their favorite wrestlers.

Jason McKenzie: Ladies and Gentlemen, it is time for our FINAL FATAL Four Way!  Introducing the challengers, first....

A green glow lights up the ring, stage, and entrance ramp as the first drum beat begins. The lights begin to flash between green and red for 45 seconds when the first bridge drops and the tempo changes and the lights get brighter then dim to normal as Jakob Hystaria walks out in his classic denim vest, flared leather pants, black wicker styled cowboy hat, and aviator sunglasses. He walks up to the camera ‘You can’t get any better than this, you’re about to witness magic!’

Jason McKenzie: Coming in at 247 pounds, standing six foot two inches, He is the one and only, Jakob Hystaria!

Mike Johnson: Former World Heavyweight Champion, a triple crowned champion, and now a Hall of Famer, he has literally done everything in the WWG.

Kevin Zander: Yet he’s back and looks better than ever!

Jakob reaches the bottom of the ramp and stops. He takes off his sunglasses and gives them to a child. He takes his hat off and tosses it into the crowd. He unbuttons his vest and tosses that into the crowd as well. He stands and raises his arms flush with his shoulders, as if to show off a body full of scars. Every raised tattoo covering or out right exposed scar stands out with his slight tan. Jakob then lowers his arms and enters the ring. 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.

Jason McKenzie: Please welcome the second challenger, he weighs in at 245 pounds and comes to us from Peckam, London....DELBOY...DERRICK TROTTER!

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 out side of the ring.

"KEN-NAH-DAY"

Kennedy slowly walks through the curtains wearing his WWG Baseball Cap, His "a**hole" T-Shirt, and his in-ring attire. Mr. Kennedy begins to walk down the stage, chewing his gum cockily as he stares at the fans who boo and jeer him, but he doesn't give a damn what they think.  Kennedy walks towards his left, walking up the steel steps, climbing inside of the ring. Kennady approaches towards the middle of the ring as he raises his hand up high. The microphone drops down to him and he snatches it. He motions it towards his mouth as he begins to give his introduction to the crowd.

Mr. Kennedy: Ladies and gentlemen! Tonight I weigh in at an ASTOUNDING two hundred and thirty five pounds! He HAILS from GREEN... BAY.... WISCONSINNNNNAH!... MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR..... KEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDYYYYYYYYY!


"One Second of Insanity" bursts onto the speakers and the crowd roars. From behind the curtain, Dante walks out slowly at first, but picks up speed a little. He stops at the top of the walkway, looking left and right, before raising his right arm to the roof as a set of pyro bursts from the ground just in front of him. After the smoke clears, Dante bursts through.

Jason McKenzie: And the final challenger, he's coming to us from The Realm of Insanity and weighing in at 214 pounds....He is DANTE... DERANGED!

Dante hits the ring running, sliding in and popping to his feet in a matter of seconds. He ascends a turnbuckle and raises a hand for the crowd, before dropping back down and awaiting his opponents.

Suddenly, all hell breaks loose, as Deranged and Hystaria take Trotter down with a double clothesline inside the ring. Mr. Kennedy can't believe what happened and rolls out of the ring. He is about to slide in but stops though as he nears the apron, and points to his head showing how smart he is to let the fellow men battle it out as the bell sounds. Deranged quickly rolls Hystaria up from behind for the

ONE!

...

TWO!

...


MJ: That union didn’t last long!

Hystaria kicks out. Hystaria takes Deranged down with a spear and begins pounding away at his untarnished face. Kennedy stands outside the ring and begins to laugh, as Trotter comes up from behind and grabs Hystaria by the back of the head. He begins to scream at him, before lifting him onto his shoulders and delivering a nice Body Slam. Trotter runs back and hits a legdrop, ending with him sitting on Hystarias throat for the

ONE!

...

TWO!

...


Deranged runs in with a Baseball Slide to the skull of Trotter. Deranged covers Hystaria and gets a

ONE!

...

TWO!

...


But Hystaria kicks out. Deranged picks Hystaria up and Irish Whips him into the ropes. From there Deranged goes for a clothesline, but Hystaria ducks and charges off the opposing ropes with a modified Victory Roll.

ONE!

...

TWO!

...


Deranged rolls through!

ONE!

...

TWO!

...


Hystaria rolls through!

ONE!

...

TWO!

...


Deranged breaks the pin.

KZ:  There are pin attempts everywhere in this match!


The two get back up quickly and Hystaria charges under Deranged as he jumps up. As Hystaria runs off the ropes, Mr. Kennedy actually does something physical and trips him up. From there, he pulls Jakob outside the ring and throws him into the steel steps at ringside. Hystaria winces in pain, as Kennedy stands over him laughing at how little he's having to do. Deranged looks down at Kennedy as if he's about to go for a Plancha. Kennedy doesn't notice though, as he continues to mock Hystaria. Deranged charges off the ropes, but out of nowhere, gets taken down by a spear from Trotter. Trotter begins to tear the crap out of Deranged, just relentless on letting up a myriad of punching attacks. Trotter then gets up to two feet and begins kicking him in the stomach. Mr. Kennedy watches this at ringside and chuckles, as his chuckling is enough for Trotter to overhear. Kennedy turns around to yell at a fan whom was screaming at him, as Trotter walks over and bends down over the top rope. He grabs Kennedy by the hair and begins to pull him up to ringside. Kennedy pleads with Trotter to let him go, but Instead, lets himself go by hopping off the ring apron and dropping Trotter throat first onto the ropes. Trotter then stumbles right around inside the ring, as he turns around into a SHINNING WIZARD by Deranged! Deranged hooks the leg, as he gets a

ONE!

...

TWO!

...

but Kennedy runs into the ring to break it up. He goes to exit the ring and conserve his energy a bit more, but he stops when he spies Hystaria standing outside waiting for him. He wiggles his finger and smirks, before turning around, seeing Dante Deranged on the other side of him. Kennedy's smirk then turns into a look of fear, as he looks lost on what to do.


MJ: Kennedy’s in a world of trouble now!

He tries to run in between the two of them outside the ring, but Hystaria charges to the outside to stop him, as Deranged runs behind him and grabs him. Once Deranged has a hold of Kennedy in a Full Nelson position, he tells Hystaria to run inside. Hystaria comes in and together, the two of them Irish Whip him off the ropes and hit a Double Flapjack!

MJ: This is highly unusual by both Hystaria and Dante.  Especially Dante, never known to work in a team fashion.

KZ: I think they both have ulterior motives.  They know if they clear the ring of the other two competitors it’ll be just them two.

MJ:  I think it comes down to who blinks first with these two!

The two of them then pick Kennedy up, but he clocks them both in the eye. He then pushes Deranged into Hystaria and runs outside the ring again. Hystaria turns around, thinking that Deranged tried to blindside him. Deranged tries to explain what happened, but Hystaria wont have it as he kicks Deranged in the stomach and sends him outside the ring. Kennedy then charges in the ring and rolls Hystaria up from behind for the

ONE!

...

TWO!

...


Trotter breaks the pin up. Trotter picks Kennedy up and keeps him inside the ring, signaling for and hitting a Back Suplex. Trotter picks Kennedy up and sends him into the corner. Kennedy bounces off from the force applied and Trotter runs off the ropes, connecting with a flying kick to the throat. Hook of the leg gets a

ONE!

...

TWO!

...


MJ: Kick Out by Kennedy.

Hystaria then gets up and Bridge Pins Trotter from behind.

ONE!

...

TWO!

...


Trotter pushes Hystaria off and he lands right on Kennedys groin. Hystaria gets up and quickly tries to brush off whats happened, but Trotter comes up from behind with a huge Front Powerslam.

ONE!

...

TWO!

...


MJ: Hystaria kicks out.

He picks Hystaria up and hits a knee lift, followed by a Side Russian Leg Sweep for another pin attempt but Deranged runs in and breaks the pin up. Deranged takes Trotter by the hair and hits a few European Uppercuts to send him into the corner. From there, Deranged climbs onto the second rope and begins mounting punches. 1...2...3...4...5...but Kennedy runs onto the ring apron and pushes Deranged back first onto the canvas. From there he bangs Trotter's head into the turnbuckle from the back repeatedly, and then flips him on top of Deranged. Kennedy then climbs up the turnbuckle. As he stands on the top rope, Hystaria runs up and throws him on top of both Deranged and Trotter! The three men lay down and possibly out on the canvas, as Hystaria, himself, begins to climb up. Once on top, Jakob leaps off with a beautifully done Splash, landing on top of all three men, but with Kennedy mainly feeling the effects. Hystaria hooks the leg of the Kennedy and gets a

ONE!

...

TWO!

...

Kick Out!


From there, he quickly hooks the leg of Trotter, as the referee counts

ONE!

...

TWO!

...


but Trotter kicks out!

Hystaria then tries to pin Deranged with a hook of the leg, but as well, gets a

ONE!

...

TWO!

...

Kick Out!


A frustrated Jakob Hystaria then takes out his frustrations on Dante Deranged, as he grabs the legs of the and hooks in a Boston Crab. Deranged cinches in pain from the move being applied, as Hystaria shows how badly he wants to win this match. Deranged tries as hard as he can to move toward the ropes, including digging his nails into the canvas and trying to use any means of form necessary to reach the ropes. As Deranged raises his arm into the air, about to tap out, Trotter suddenly runs up and big boots the holy hell out of Hystaria. Hystaria goes down like a ton of bricks.  Kennedy elbows Trotter, then kicks by Kennedy to Trotters back, as he then kicks him in the gut and sets him up for the MIC CHECK! He attempts the move, but Trotter counters into a Small Package. Referee gets in position

ONE...

Kennedy breaks the pin up. Both men get up at the same time and Kennedy ducks a left hook. He then runs off the ropes and connects with a shoulder block to Trotter. Cover gets him a 1...2...Deranged runs in and picks Kennedy up and goes for a Running Hurricanrana, but Kennedy drops Deranged with a powerbomb. From there, he picks Deranged up sends him into the turnbuckle. Kennedy runs full force, but Deranged elbows him in the face. He then takes Kennedy and wraps his arm around his back, before lifting him up and dropping him onto the turnbuckle pad. Dante then lifts Kennedy up onto the corner and goes for a Top Rope Superplex. Kennedy holds onto the corner rope though, and blocks the attempted maneuver. From behind, Hystaria runs over and climbs up to the second rope and goes for an Electric Chair on Deranged. Before the move can take place though, Trotter runs up from behind and inserts himself into a powerbomb position beneath Hystaria. As the crowd begins to cheer for the upcoming feat, The Tower of Doom CONNECTS! Trotter powerbombs Hystaria, whom drops Deranged with an Electric Chair, whom connects with the Top Rope Superplex to Kennedy. All four men are down, as the referee begins his count.

1.....2.....3.....4.....5.....6.....7.....

Suddenly, Trotter sits up and begins to use the ropes. 8....Trotter's getting up. 9....Trotter's onto two feet. He stumbles over to Kennedy and simply falls onto him for a cover of

ONE!

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TWO!

....


but Dante Deranged, whom was on the outside, grabs Kennedy's arm and places it on the ropes to signify a break in count. Trotter now begins to grow frustrated, as he kicks Deranged square in the mouth and sends him back. He then walks back inside the ring and lifts the near unconscious Kennedy to his feet. He kicks him in the gut and locks him in position, before dropping him with the THE MARKET STALL! Trotter is near inches from advancing as Jakob Hystaria quickly runs into the ring and kicks Trotter in the abdomen. He in turn, sets Trotter up and drops him with The EVOLUTION OF CHAOS! Hystaria looks to be mere moments from victory, as Trotter rolls outside the ring and he goes to cover Kennedy. Before Hystaria and cover though, Dante Deranged runs into the ring and goes for a clothesline that Hystaria ducks. Hystaria kicks him in the stomach and goes for EVOLUTION OF CHAOS again, but Deranged spins out and BAM! ROARING LARIAT out of nowhere! Hystaria rolls outside the ring, as Kennedy begins to get to his feet. Deranged stalks him like his life is on the line, waiting for the moment, thinking that this is it. This is his chance lifts Kennedy on his shoulders....BAM! DANTE SCORES WITH A TTD, TORMENTED TORTURE DRIVER!

KZ: CAN HE DO IT! CAN HE DO IT!

Dante drops down, the referee gets down on the mat.

ONE

........

TWO

.......

THREE!


MJ: OH MY GOD! Dante Deranged HAS DONE IT!

Jason McKenzie: Ladies and Gentlemen...Here is your winner.....DANTE DERANGED!



Mike Johnson
What an excellent Fatal Four-Way to cap off a the beginning of the Orion Tournament.  Four fantastic Fatal Four-Way Matches. 

Kevin Zander
I couldn’t have said any better myself, I only hope the rest of the show can equal what we have seen already.

Mike Johnson
I believe it will indeed.  Let’s update the fans on what we have coming up...

The titantron shows an updated version of the tournament bracket. Mike Johnson begins to narrate what we are going to see.

Mike Johnson
In the Semi-Finals we will have a triple threat match pitting long-time rivals Scott Carr and Jason Richardson against each other while adding the element of the current WWG Absolute Champion, Mike Mewes. 

Kevin Zander
What a match I can’t wait to see that one, the old vs the new!  I can’t believe Mike Mewes is going to step in the ring both Richardson and Carr!

Mike Johnson
Then, we will have going one on one, for the very first time former WWG Team Champion, Ethan Rains will go toe to toe with three time WWG Champion Dante Deranged!

Kevin Zander
This is a clash of styles which one will prevail.  OOooohhhh...I can’t wait!

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« Reply #9 on: June 23, 2017, 02:12:44 am »


Group A Winners
Triple Threat Match
Scott Carr vs Jason Richardson vs Mike Mewes

Jason McKenzie: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the GROUP A FINALS! The following contest will be a Triple Threat Match, scheduled for one fall...

The lights go out in the arena and a chill creeps over the crowd.  The loud and aggressive intro of Slipknot's "Purity"... as the turn-tables scratch to life and we hear "YEEEAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Jason McKenzie: Ladies and Gentlemen!

The ominous, frightening beats of the song kick to high gear in as the entrance lights explode a rich deep red, blackened smoke creeps across the stage slowly. All audible hell breaks loose in the stands as the stage erupts into a wall of inferno, while the flames subside there is nothing on the stage, simply the rippling lights of the dying flames.

Jason McKenzie: Hailing from Arnprior, Ontario Canada - by way of the Capital Ottawa!  Standing Seven Foot Two Inches - Two point One Five Meters Tall!  Officially weighed in at Four Hundred and Twenty Pounds, One Hundred and Ninty point Nine Kilograms!

The stage opens and a platform rises from the depths and the fans cheers rise with it  -  Carr is kneeling down with the World title laid out before him.  The platform stops level with the stage and Carr grabs up the title.  Scott gets to his feet and pounds his fist over his chest before running a thumb across his throat.  His Hood pulled over his head. His cap pulled down hiding his eyes, his head is rocking to the heavy tune and thumping drum runs. He looks out over the audience, side to side, from the cheap seats to those sitting at ringside he takes a moment to take in the grandeur of the night.

Jason McKenzie: He is the Greatest Aquisition in WWG History!  Former Legacy Champion, 2010-2011 Wrestler of the year! He is in the list of WWG's Top Ten Triple Crown Champions!  He is a Grand Slam Champion! He is one half of the Current Tag Team Champions! and... WWG's First and Only Five Time World Champion!

Carr looks around at the throbbing voracious, destruction yurning Mob in attendance - he places the title over his shoulder and Roars a gutteral, snarling, pumped up response out to them before he makes his way down the ramp.

Jason McKenzie: He is the Bar setting, Goal getting, Abomidable, Indomitable, Harder than Hard Core, New Era Icon! The Body Bagging, Toe Tagging, Roughest Man in the Industry Today!

The audience again erupts as the lights around him ignite and Carr throws arms up into his devil horn high sign – before he tosses his hoodie to one side of the crowd and his hat to the other side. Carr makes his way to the ring slapping the hands of fans reaching out for him.

Jason McKenzie: HE IS.... Your Five Time WWG World Champion! WWG Hall of Famer - SCOTT CARR!

Carr gets to the ring where he stops at the steel steps and takes a long look at the audience before he ascends the steel steps and lifts his leg over the top rope.  Carr steps into the center of the ring and holds the title high in the air, then stomping his foot down – causing all four ring posts to explode up into balls of flame. Jason McKenzie and the referee both keep their distance from Carr who hands the belt to the referee and settles back into his corner, taking a seat on the top turn buckle as he prepares himself for this upcoming opponent.

The lights go out in the arena until "Darkness Falls" is played over the PA system.  The Entrance Ramp covers with smoke, as Jason Richardson slowly raises up from under the stage.

Jason McKenzie: And now, from St. Louis, Missouri! Weighing in at two-hundred and fifty-five pounds! THE FRANCHISE... JASON RICHARDSSON!

Jason has on his dark shades, bandana trench coat and black baseball bat in hand.  He looks over the crowd, raises his arms high into the air, then he continues his walk down to the ring.  Jason slowly walks around to the ring steps, when on the apron he whipes his feet, and enters the ring.  Jason walks over to a corner in the ring, climbs the turnbuckle, he pats his chest, then raises his arms high in the air.  Finally he begins to take off his coat, as he music begins to die down.

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.  He stops at the top of the ramp with both fists to his side with his thumb, index and pinkie finger extended on each hand.  His aviators shine in the lights.  He has on black trunks with MEWES across the back written in gold lettering, black knee pads and boots.  He is also wearing a black leather jacket with a black Eagles of Death Metal Death By Sexy T-Shirt.

Jason McKenzie: And finally, from Palm Desert, California! Weighing two-hundred and three pounds! He is the reigning WWG ABSOLUTE CHAMPION ... MIKE ... MEWES!

Walking down the aisle Mewes dips his sunglasses with his finger, checking out the chicks in the audience while trash talking those Mewes haters in attendance.  A smirk is on his face as he makes his way to the ring.  He walks up the steps to the apron which he then turns to the crowd and gyrates his hips in a suggestive motion.  After entering he stands in the middle facing the crowd once again and begins gyrating again, this time running his hand down his chest and abdomen in a sexual manner.  After he is done he takes of his jacket and lays it in the corner.

DING DING DING!

With the match underway, the three competitors start to circle around the ring, with nobody wanting to make the first mistake and leave themselves open to the other opponent. But it soon looks like Scott Carr might be facing an uphill battle, when Richardson and Mike start exchanging a few meaningful glances from across the ring. As if it wasn't already clear what the two of them were planning, Richardson makes a very clear "You and Me" signal with his hand, pointing back and forth between himself and Mewes.

MJ: Apparently, Mewes and Richardson have found themselves on the same page.

KZ: It could turn out to be a very unpleasant night for Scott Carr!

Carr raises his fists, getting into a boxing stance as he prepares to defend himself from the inevitable two-on-one attack. And here it comes! Richardson and Mewes both go after Scott Carr, lashing out with rights and lefts to try and bring him down. But the best pure striker in WWG history is not an easy target, and he is able to withstand the initial flurry, while sending out a few shots of his own. A big haymaker from Carr manages to knock Mewes down, allowing 'Carr to focus on Richardson. He starts hammering Richardson, who is reeling from the force of Carr's blows. But Mewes goes low, striking at the back of Carr's knee to weaken the BIG MAN. With his leg buckling, Carr can't stop Jason Richardson from grabbing him in a suplex position. He hoists 'Carr off his feet, then drops him straight down on his face with a vicious snap DDT! Scott Carr is down, but it's only goes from bad to worse for Scott when Mike starts dropping elbow after elbow down on the fallen Scott Carr. Just when it looks like Scott Carr has suffered enough, Mike stops and looks across the ring at Jason Richardson... who shouts at him to hit 'Carr again! And Mewes is only too happy to take requests, this time leaping into the air to drop a massive Jumping Elbow Drop straight into the heart of Scott Carr! He slaps the mat, but while Mike is enjoying the moment, Richardson scrambles into a sudden pin cover on Scott Carr!

ONE!



TWO!


KJ: No, it's a kick-out by Carr!

Mike Mewes does not look like he appreciates Richardson going for the pin. Mewes starts loudly complaining, grabbing Richardson by the shoulder so he can get in his face. But Richardson just stares back at him! Mike can see that there's no use in trying to talk sense into a veteran like Richardson.  Richardson points and Mewes goes back after Carr. But Mewes and Richardson may have taken a little too much time with their squabbling, because 'Carr reaches up from the canvas and grabs Mewes by the throat! Scott Carr starts to rise, still choking Mike the entire time, while Richardson hesitates, like he's uncertain whether to help or let Carr deal some damage! In the end, Richardson rushes to help... only to run straight into Scott's other hand, which clasps around the throat of the Richardson! The crowd is cheering and signaling for Scott to hit a double chokeslam on the Mike and Richardson! But they turn the tables, kicking him in the midsection, before they grab him by the skull and spike Scott into the mat with a double DDT. Scott is down, while both Richardson and Mike need to take a few moments to catch their breath after nearly having the life choked out of them. They look at each other again, and a few quick words are shared.

MJ: Are they giving teamwork another chance?

KZ: It definitely looks like it!

They work together to drag Carr back to his feet. Each grabbing an arm, Richardson and Mewes whip Carr to the corner of the ring, then Mike goes charging in after him. He dives into the air, and brings all of his body weight crashing onto 'Carr with a Running Corner Body Splash! Straight away, Mike tosses a hurting Carr back out of the corner, where Richardson is waiting with a low kick to the ribs. As Carr doubles-over, Richardson runs the ropes and comes back by jumping high and bringing his leg crashing down across the back of Scott with a LEGDROP BULLDOG! 'Carr is in big trouble, and Mike Mewes spots his opportunity. Before Richardson can get his bearings after the legdrop bulldog, Mike is already hooking the legs of Scott, aiming for the pin and the win!

ONE!



TWO!


THR- No!


KZ: Scott still refuses to lose, much to the delight of his fans!

Mewes looks a little annoyed that he didn't get the three count, but not nearly as annoyed as Jason Richardson! Richardson is just as irritated that Mewes would try and steal the pinfall as Mike was when Richardson pulled the same trick earlier. And once again, the Mewes and Richardson are left face-to-face in a heated confrontation! Mike tries to reason with Richardson, but that is only met with a shove to the chest! Mewes smirks, almost like he's ready to laugh it off... but then shoves Richardson straight back! The fans are coming alive, ready to see these two tear each other apart! And they might get their wish, because Richardson and Mike both haul back their fists and start throwing punches!

MJ: Any alliance has been tossed out the window!

Richardson starts to get the better of the brawl. When one last punch dazes Mewes, Richardson grabs his arm and whips him to the ropes, then launches himself to the opposite side of the ring. Richardson bounces back and looks to hit Mewes with a Spinebuster, but Mewes is able to hook his arms around the rope, stopping his own momentum. That leaves Richardson to hit nothing but air. Richardson scrambles, only for Mike Mewes to meet him with a snap standing Dropkick to the face! Jason Richardson goes down, and Mewes takes a second to celebrate! But it's a second he doesn't have, because Scott Carr has sat up! Scott has rage in his eyes when he gets up this time, and sends Mike bouncing half-way across the ring with a monstrous Big Boot! Richardson starts to stand, but Carr is all over him. 'Carr starts unloading on Richardson with punches, driving Jason back into the corner, before a final heavy shot sends Richardson sprawling through the ropes to the outside! In that same instant, Mewes tries to catch 'Carr while his attention is still on Richardson, running for another corner body splash. But this time, Carr sidesteps the collision, and Mike hits himself against the turnbuckles! Following up, Carr scoops a groggy Mewes off his feet and onto his shoulder... then drops him face-first onto the top turnbuckle! Snake Eyes connects! While Mike staggers away from the corner, Scott runs to the ropes and charges back toward him, building enough momentum to almost take Mewes's head off with a Running LEG LARIAT that spins Mike inside-out!  Carr drops down into a cover, hooking the leg tightly!

ONE!



TWO!



THR- NO! SHOULDER UP!


MJ: With literally no time to spare, Mike's shoulder pops up from the mat!

KZ: And judging from the look of shock on his face, Scott Carr can't believe it!

Carr rises, getting ready to scoop Mewes up, when he notices Richardson scrambling back up onto the apron. Carr heads over to deal with Richardson, but as soon as he puts his hands on Richardson's shoulders to toss him back into the ring, Jason Richardson drops down to the floor... and hooks Carr's throat across the top rope in the process! Scott Carr snaps backward, crashing to his back, while Richardson smiles gleefully at his nefarious move. The fans are booing him, but he yells at them to shut up! Jason Richardson slides back into the ring, stalking Carr... until he notices Mewes still down, and still in a bad way after being knocked around the ring by Scott. He ignores Carr and instead starts pulling Mike Mewes to his feet. Richardson scoops Mike up for a body slam... but wait! Mewes starts shifting his weight, and slides off Richardson's shoulder, landing behind the startled Richardson. Immediately, Mike springs onto Richardson's back, locking his arms around Richardson's head as tightly as he can!

SHAKE, RATTLE, AND ROLL! IT'S LOCKED IN!

Richardson starts flailing and clawing for the ropes, doing anything he can to escape from Mewes's calf-crushing maneuver ! But unfortunately for Jason Richardson, there might be no way out! He's in the middle of the ring, too far for the ropes to be any help, and he starts tot hink about tapping as the move takes it's toll. But before Richardson can tap, the dark shadow of Carr looms over his opponents. Carr snatches Richardson by the throat, , then puts his other arm around the throat of Mewes. The crowd watch in amazement as Carr picks up Richardson - with Mewes - and CHOKESLAMS THEM BOTH! Richardson lands beside Mike, while Carr is left standing tall! The fans are astonished by what they have just seen, and they know that the Phenom still has more left to give. With a fearsome look in his eyes, Carr makes a throat slash motion as he gets ready to end this once and for all!

But wait! Somebody has hopped over the security barricade!

MJ: IT'S THE LORD BROTHERS

The WWG Team Champions Alexander and Maxwell Lord hit the ring..

KZ: Richardson always has an Ace in the hole and its his proteges the Lord Brothers!

They appear from nowhere, attacking Carr they manage to beat the big down to his knees are on the mat.  Maxwell backs to the corner then rushes forward delivering the MILLION DOLLAR KICK! The kick drops the big man onto his back.  The Lord Brother retreat through the crowd from whence they came.  The crowd is buzzing as Richardson himself, begins to stir in the ring.  Richardson manages to throw an arm over Carr for the pin!

ONE!



TWO!



THR- NO! SHOULDER UP!


MJ: It wasn't enough! Scott Carr got the shoulder up!

And Jason Richardson looks to be having a complete mental breakdown that even the diversions of the LORD BROTHERS was not enough to get him a victory here tonight! Richardson starts pounding on Scott Carr, punching and stomping like a madman! Richardson stands up to compose himself... but he turns straight into a SUPERMAN PUNCH from Mike Mewes! Richardson is OUT! Mewes starts shouting at Richardson, yelling about who the REAL champion is, before he notices Scott rising once again. Mike gets ready... then makes a run at Scott while 'Carr is still crouching. Mewes leaps, ready to wrap his leg around Carr's head with HURICANRANA! But wait... somehow, Carr catches Mike in mid-air, holding his weight as he fights back to a standing position. Carr is still holding Mewes high in the air, and hoists him up above head, then brings him crashing down with the ROAD DEPARTURE!  He falls on Mewes for the cover

KZ: That's got to be it!

ONE!



TWO!



THRE - WAIT, NO!


MJ: It's Jason Richardson!

Richardson literally drags Mewes out he pin by his boots, breaking the cover! This only rejuvenates Scott Carr to suddenly come to life!   Richardson and Carr come face to face in the center of the ring and the time has come for them to go at it.  Richardson strikes first with a shot to the mid-section.  Carr stumbles but comes back with with a clubbing straight right hand.  Carr’s power staggers Richardson back to the ring ropes.  Richardson bounces off the ring ropes and comes back with a flying forearm.  The forearm drops Carr to a knee, and Richardson has one last gasp in him.  Richardson backs up on the ropes, we can see blood starting to fall from the face of Richardson.  Richardson attempts the flying forearm maneuver again.  But this time he is caught by Carr....CARR BOMB!  Carr this time goes for the cover on Richardson!

ONE!

...

TWO!

...

THREE!

.....

NO!  MEWES!


Mike Mewes breaks up the pin attempt with a basement dropkick to the head.

MJ:  What on Earth!  Mike Mewes comes in literally at the last moment and breaks up the pin!

KZ:  Look Mike!  All three men are down. 

MJ:  Richardson is bleeding, Mewes’ wounds are starting to reopen.  This is a magical match right here. 

Mewes is the first person to get to a standing position, breaking the referee’s ten count.  Mewes’ walks over to a crawling Carr!  When Mike Mewes reaches out to grab him, 'Carr suddenly grabs right back. Carr grabs Mewe’s arm and drags him down to the mat.  He locks Mewes’ arm with his legs and pulls his head back...

MJ: JAWS OF LIFE! It's the JAWS OF LIFE submission! And MIKE MEWES is caught!

With his one free hand, in crossface submission Mewes starts desperately reaching for the ropes, or punching at Scott to release the hold. But nothing is working! He even starts waving for help, but Richardson is slowly moving on the mat!

KZ:  Carr has the Jaws of Life locked in tight, I don’t know how much longer Mewes is going to last.

MJ:  The wounds are open and the blood is pouring down the face and from the back of Mewes!

KZ:  Wait...Rchardson is up!

Richardson has used the ring ropes to get back to a standing position.  He sees Mewes about to tap.  He walks over and is about to club Carr in the back of the of head, but stops. 

MJ:  Why is Richardson stopping?

KZ:  HIT HIM JASON!  HIT HIM!

Richardson reaches down and grabs Mewes is legs and locks in a Sharpshooter and now both men have submissions on Mewes.  Mewes is in extreme pain NOW!

The referee steps closer to the tangle of bodies, assessing Mewes' condition. There is a momentary hush in the arena, as the WWG Universe collectively holds it's breath... and then the referee calls for the bell!

DING! DING! DING!

Mewes has passed out! And the confusion begins again.

MJ: WHO WINS?

KZ: THAT WAS A SMART MOVE BY RICHARDSON AND NOW THE DECISION IS DISPUTED!

The ref leans out of the ring and talks with Jason McKenzie in order to deliver his decision.

Jason McKenzie: Here is your winner...SCOTT CARR... AND... JASON RICHARDSON!

MJ: Not again with this tie business. 

KZ: What’s fair is fair!

MJ: Carr had the DAMN match won!  Richardson weaseled in at the last minute!

KZ: What Richardson did was smart he made the right decision and now he’s going to the finals!

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GROUP B FINALS
Singles Match
Ethan Rains vs Dante Deranged

Jason McKenzie: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall... and is the GROUP B FINALS!

Trouble hits and the lights go out and a purple spotlight shines down on the stage and standing there with his back to us is Ethan Rains. Ethan turns his head looking down the ramp and out onto the crowd and the lights shine back on, Thaddeus Rains walks out joining Ethan as they both head down to the ring.

Jason McKenzie: Introducing first. from Dublin, Ireland and weighing two-hundred and twenty-five pounds. He IS... Ethan... Rains!

Ethan gets up onto the ring apron and poses and then gets into the ring. Thaddeus walks up the stairs and enters the ring with his nephew.  "One Second of Insanity" bursts onto the speakers and the crowd roars. From behind the curtain, Dante walks out slowly at first, but picks up speed a little

Jason McKenzie: And his opponent, from Realm of Insanity and weighing two-hundred and thirteen pounds.  The ANGEL OF DEATH... DANTE... DERANGED!

He stops at the top of the walkway, looking left and right, before raising his right arm to the roof as a set of pyro bursts from the ground just in front of him. After the smoke clears, Dante bursts through, and hits the ring running, sliding in and popping to his feet in a matter of seconds. He ascends a turnbuckle and raises a hand for the crowd, before dropping back down and awaiting his opponents.  The ref calls for the opening bell!

DING! DING! DING!

The two men circle one another before they start things off with a basic lock-up. That doesn't last very long, though, as Dante quickly takes a short-cut by grabbing a handful of Rains's hair. He yanks on the hair to distract Ethan, then twists his arm behind him in a hammerlock. Rains soon finds his way out of this hold by reaching back through his own legs, where he grabs Dante's ankle and sweeps his feet out from under him. Dante falls to the mat, landing hard on his back, and Rains tries to follow up with an elbow drop... but Dante rolls aside. Ethan's elbow collides with the canvas, and Dante springs back up to try and land an elbow of his own. But this time, Rains rolls out of the way, leaving Dante to hit nothing but the mat. Both men hop back to their feet at the same time, with Ethan lashing out against the champion's chest with a knife-edge chop! Before the fans have had a chance to even get a "Wooo!" going, Dante retaliates with a chop of his own to light-up the chest of Ethan Rains! Not to be outdone, Rains fires back with another vicious chop. But then Dante turns things up a notch, unleashing a furious flurry of chops onto an unsuspecting Rains. Dante blasts his challenger with chops, then switches up the offense to include elbows and even a hard slap to the side of Ethan's head! With Rains reeling, Dante swings around to land a spinning back-fist to his victim's skull... but he still isn't done! Dante lets loose with a stiff kick to the side of Rains's head, stunning his target before he lifts Ethan off his feet and drops him down with a kneeling side slam! Dante quickly goes for a cover, hooking Rains's leg to try and get the win.

ONE!

...

TWO!

...

Ethan Rains kicks out!


MJ: It's still too early to keep a fighter like Rains down!

KZ: Dante knows that, just testing the waters!

He starts to wear Ethan down, locking him up in a rear chinlock while Rains is still on the canvas. But Rains is already fighting out of this predicament before Dante has fully applied the hold. He elbows Dante in the midsection, driving the air out of him, before he whips the champion to the ropes. Dante rebounds back, just as Rains lowers his head and propels Dante up-and-over with a back body drop! Dante suffers a hard landing on the mat, and when he stumbles back to his feet, Ethan Rains is right there to meet him with a standing dropkick! Rains's dropkick finds the mark, and knocks Dante straight back down the canvas. Dante is in trouble, and he scurries to the ring ropes for some safety. But Rains doesn't let a little thing like a rope-break get in his way. Ignoring the referee's orders about staying away while his opponent is in the ropes, Rains charges forward with a powerful clothesline that sends both men tumbling over the top rope! But while Dante crashes all the way to the unforgiving arena floor, Rains manages to catch himself... then skins the cat as he athletically pulls himself back into the ring! He takes a second to taunt the crowd, who all boo, before he steps through the ropes to the apron. Rains keeps an eye on Dante, making sure his opponent is right where he wants him, before he leaps off the apron with a death-defying moonsault! Rains crashes down onto Dante, who is left wiped out after that aerial collision! Both men are down on the outside, with the referee beginning to make his count!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!


Ethan Rains starts to show signs of life, dragging himself to his feet with some help from the arena security barricade. He looks across at Dante, who is only just starting to move and not even close to standing. Rains makes his way toward Dante to try and drag his dead weight back into the ring. But the referee is still making his count!

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!


Rains lifts Dante and starts to roll him back into the ring. But just as he shoves him under the bottom rope, it turns out that Dante was playing a little possum! The crafty legend viciously kicks Rains straight in the face when he tries to follow him back into the ring, stunning Ethan and knocking him back down to the arena floor. Dante crawls to the middle of the ring, looking supremely pleased with himself as he shouts at the referee to finish the count.

EIGHT!

NINE!


Rains dives back into the ring at the last possible second, saving himself from a count-out and keeping his title hopes alive. But as soon as he gets back between the ropes, Dante pounces on him! Dante unloads with a wild barrage of rights and lefts, simply pounding on his opponent until the referee steps in to pull him away. Dante backs off a little... but only so he can measure Rains for the running knee that he soon sends straight into his victim's skull! Rains crumples after that and Dante goes for another cover.

ONE!

...

TWO!

...

No!


Rains kicks out again, and Dante looks frustrated with the count. After a few seconds wasted by jawing at the referee, Dante scoops Ethan off the canvas and whips him to the corner. Rains hits with enough force that he is turned practically inside out, turning upside down before he crashes back to the mat! Dante looks pleased with his handiwork, holding out his arms to gloat to the crowd. Dante makes his way toward Rains, ready to finish the opponent off with his finishing move. But as he tries to lift Ethan off the mat, Rains surprises him with a drop toe hold that sends Dante's face bouncing into the corner turnbuckles. As Dante staggers back, Rains grabs him and viciously rams him shoulder-first into the ring post! Dante howls with pain as his body comes off second-best in that collision with the steel. Rains stands behind him and pulls Dante out of the corner, lifting him up to drop him down to the canvas with a back suplex. Dante is down, and Ethan considers going for a pin... but then turns his attention to the corner turnbuckles instead. Rains starts to climb, soon finding himself perched on the top rope before Dante has had a chance to recover. Rains wastes no time flying from the top, nailing the champion with his patented DIVING ELBOW DROP! The flying elbow hit perfectly, and Rains takes advantage by hooking Dante's leg as he looks for the pin!

ONE!

...

TWO!

...


KZ: No, Dante gets the shoulder up!

Rains angrily complains to the referee, convinced that should have been a three count! But the ref waves off the pin fall, insisting that Dante's shoulder was up before the three. Rains gets back to his feet and starts to stomp on the downed Dante, particularly his knees. Ethan tries to soften up the legs of his victim, getting ready for an attempt at forcing a submission. Rains reaches down and grabs Dante's leg, twisting it in preparation for the Figure-Four Leglock! But before he can apply the painful hold, Dante manages to reach up and snatch Rains, rolling him up into a surprise small package for the pin!

ONE!

...

TWO!

...


MJ: No, Rains slips out of it!

Both men scramble back to their feet, trying to gain the advantage before it's too late. Rains charges at Dante, who throws a clothesline at him... but Rains ducks under! Ethan keeps running, bouncing off the ropes to come hurtling back toward Dante with a flying forearm! The impact leaves both men down, but not for long. Rains quickly gets to his feet!  He stalks Dante, waiting for the other man to stand, before he shocks him with a chop to the chest. With Dante holding his red-raw chest, Rains lifts him off his feet and drops him down across the knee with an Inverted Atomic Drop!  Rains scoops Dante up, looking to drive him down with a big bodyslam... but Dante manages to squirm free. Dante Deranged slides down Rains's back, then stuns him with a pair of hard elbow strikes to the back of the skull. With Rains hurting from those stiff shots, Dante grabs him by the arm and whips him across the ring to the corner. Rains collides with the turnbuckles, and is left hanging limply in the corner. Dante sees that his opponent is in a vulnerable position now, and charges across the ring. He flies into the cornered Rains with a vicious running knee to the face! Dante grips onto his Rains as he comes rushing back out of the corner, sending Rains down to the canvas the hard way with a bulldog take down. Ethan is down and in big trouble, but Dante doesn't go for a pin attempt. Instead, he ducks through the ropes to the ring apron, getting himself ready for some kind of springboard attack! As soon as Rains staggers back up, Dante leaps from the apron to the top rope then launches himself with a high-flying attack at his target! The springboard clothesline is perfectly aimed, and it looks like Dante might take Ethan's head off... except...

MJ: IRISH LAYOUT!

Ethan Rains somehow senses Dante coming, and absolutely NAILS him with a sudden flying cutter in mid-air! That cutter came out of nowhere, and there was nothing that Dante could do to avoid it. Dante is out cold! The fans are on their feet, screaming for somebody to make a move. Dante is laying motionless after being on the receiving end of Irish Layout, but Ethan is down too. Rains can barely even drag himself across the ring toward the unconscious Deranged one, and it takes what feels like an eternity for Ethan to finally crawl into position to make a cover. He weakly drapes an arm across the chest of Dante... who still hasn't moved since Rains knocked him senseless with that sensational mid-air cutter. This could be it!

ONE!

...

TWO!

...

THRE- no!!


Somehow, Dante's shoulder comes popping up off the canvas before the three! Rains can't believe it, but he's too exhausted to really argue his case with the referee right now. Instead, he rolls to the ropes and uses them to help pull himself to his feet. He stares at Dante, and a look of hatred and anger comes over the face of Ethan Rains! Rains begins to stalk Dante.  He slithers around the ring, looking for the perfect moment to pounce.  Dante slowly gets to his feet, and staggers around before turning into...

IRISH LAYOUT!

NO!


Dante pushes Rains away.  Rains goes chest first into the corner, and stumbles backward into the waiting arms of Dante.  Dante lifts up Rains onto his shoulder in a torture rack position.  Dante spins Rains...TORMENTED...TORTURE...DRIVER!

KZ: TTD!

The finishing move hits with precision, leaving Ethan to collapse to the mat. And Dante collapses as well, but manages to land right on top of his opponent. Ethan's shoulders are down, so this is good enough to qualify as a pin cover, even without Dante weakly making an attempt to hook Rains's leg.

ONE!

...

TWO!

...

AND THREE!


MJ: Dante has done it! Somehow, by the skin of his teeth,!!

Jason McKenzie: Here is your winner... and still the ICW Undisputed World Champion... Dante Deranged!

Thee referee calls for the bell and this bell-to-bell classic is officially over with Dante Deranged picking up the win! Both competitors are absolutely exhausted having competed in one of the most physically toughest battles in their respective careers. While the crowd's are still in a frenzy the referee raises the hand of Dante Deranged, while Thaddeus pulls his nephew out of the ring. Dante poses with arm in the air for a second before leaving the ring. 

MIKE JOHNSON
An amazing match between both Dante Deranged and Ethan Rains here tonight, Kevin! Just when it looked as if Rains had it in the bag after a thunderous Irish Layout, Dante surprises us all with one fatal TTD to claim victory by the skin of his teeth!

KEVIN ZANDER
I think everybody's heart stopped when Deranged kicked out of that second Irish Layout, but that only proves what a tough competitor he is. What this tournament is all about!

MIKE JOHNSON
Great action here at the Orion Tribute Show, and fans, the action continues as we switch gears now to the electrifying Carnage Championship. Rayven looks to make this title defense a successful one... but he'll have to get by The Green Machine... Barney Green!

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« Reply #11 on: June 23, 2017, 03:25:21 am »


After the video package, the screen shifts to a live shot of Frederick Kavanagh standing outside his office.  It seems as if is about to make another announcement. 

FREDERICK KAVANAGH
Ladies and gentlemen, I don't want to hold you long so I'm just going to cut right to the chase.  Rayven vs. Barney Green is an excellent match all to itself, but I don't think it has the "IT" factor that will make it a classic.  That's what I want to tonight classics.  So, I am implementing a new stipulation for this match.  Tonight Rayven will put her title on the line against Barney Green in an "I Quit" Match!  Good Luck, Mate!

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« Reply #12 on: July 04, 2017, 05:25:48 am »


WWG Carnage Championship
I Quit Match
Rayven(c) vs Barney Green

Jason McKenzie: Ladies and gentleman, the following contest for the WWG CARNAGE CHAMPIONSHIP, and it will be contested, under “I QUIT” rules! The ONLY way to win, is to FORCE your opponent to say the words “I, QUIT”.

"Won't Back Down" by Tom Petty starts to play throughout the arena as the lights dim. The fans start cheering as Barney Green slowly walks out.

Jason McKenzie: Introducing first, the challenger. From Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at TWO HUNDRED SEVENTY-FIVE POUNDS...THE BOSTON BRAWLER...  BARNEY GREEN!

He has a bottle of water in his hand and takes a swig of it. He spits it out at the top of the ramp. He starts walking down the ramp and throws water at the fans. He throws the empty bottle into the crowd and then slides into the ring as the fans continue chanting his name. The music fades as Green leans in the corner waiting for his opponent.  “Circle” by Ghost blasts over the arena’s sound system and a moment later Rayven steps out onto the stage.

Jason McKenzie: And introducing the CHAMPION from, Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at ONE HUNDRED FORTY POUNDS, the CARNAGE CHAMPION, RAY-VEN!

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, suddenly Rayven makes a move towards Green, but the referee wisely steps between them, keeping Rayven back and begging for her to wait for the bell. Barney chuckles on the apron, mocking his challenger; that’s the first mistake Green couldn’t afford to make. Suddenly, Rayven breaks past the referee, charges across the ring, and BAM! A knee lift takes Green out of the ring! The challenger lands with a thud on the thin padding below, the fans burst in to life, as the referee, desperate to try and keep things in order, calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

Rayven is straight out on the floor, as Barney tries to crawl away to safety; the challenger isn’t going to let that happen, though, as he soccer kicks his champion in the ribs! Barney winces in pain as he turns to a seating position, leaning up against the ring post and trying to catch his breath. But this isn’t a beneficial place to find yourself in, Barney! Those signature kicks of Rayven are now flying in to his chest, the fans counting with every shot! Barney’s back is bouncing off the post, and it’s a good thing that his head isn’t! Pulling up a little, winding up that final kick...

KZ: OH GOD! A straight shot to the face!

MJ: Rayven just Big Booted Barney straight in the forehead!  The sound of Barney’s skull cracking off the ring post!

Green’s arms are immediately covering the back of his head, trying to quell the pain they have no hope of ending. The referee can do nothing but stand by, as Rayven rips the microphone from his grasp.

Rayven: It’ll only get worse, Barney, so say it now...SAY IT!

Rayven thrusts the mic in to the face of Barney, the fans falling silent as they wait to find out will Barney say it!

Barney Green: ...

KZ: Nothing! No answer from the champion!

MJ: Which means we’re still going here!

Rayven tosses the microphone behind her and towards the referee, who collects it obediently, as the champion now begins to look around for his next move. The championship belt still lies at ringside, and it looks like that’s where Rayven is going. Picking it up, she looks down at the golden plate. Green is to a knee as of right now, still clutching the back of his head which must be ringing after that shot. Rayven runs up, swinging for the sweet spot, and CRACKING Barney in the back of the head again! Green tumbles to the ground again, now finding himself up against barricades. Rayven holds the championship above her head, much to the delight of the crowd, before laying it on the apron. Looking back to her opponent, she spots him sitting in the corner of the railings, and sees her chance; running up, Rayven raises a knee to bash Barney’s brains against the barricades... BUT Barney AVOIDS THE CONTACT! Crawling away from the danger, Barney got out of the way of the attempted knee lift, as Rayven now clutches his knee in agony; turning around, Rayven tries to wal--

MJ: OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! Barney WITH A SPEAR! THE BARRICADES BLEW APART AS BOTH CHAMPION AND CHALLENGER CRASH IN TO THE FANS!

Drinks have been spilt, fans are rushing out of the way, the remains of the barricade are scattered across the concrete floor, but Barney Green is NOT letting up! No sooner have both hit the floor, Green is punching Rayven in the cheek again and again, wrapping her a side headlock to keep her steady! Rayven can hardly get her hands up as these shots reign down from above, the fans going INSANE all around them! Barney Green’s found his mojo, and he’s pummeling the challenger! Finally he lets up, climbing to his feet only to grab an abandoned steel chair from seating area around him! Folding it shut, he steps back over to Rayven, and BAAAAAM! Right across the spine with that one!

KZ: OH MY!

Suddenly, shot after shot after shot is raining down on Rayven! Barney has gone off the deep end here, trying to squash Rayven flat with continuous, vile shots with this steel folding chair! Launching the chair towards the ring, Barney finally seems to have had enough as he yanks the microphone from the grasp of the referee, turning a battered Rayven on to his back and asking the question!

Barney Green: SAY IT Rayven, SAY IT! SAY IT, Rayven! QUIT! DO IT!

The fans are all begging Rayven to stay in this thing, but if THAT is what’s coming for him if he stays, I’m not sure if it’s a wise move!

Rayven: N-- NO!

Barney pushes Rayven’s face down in to the floor, thrusting the microphone back in to the chest of the referee and pulling his opponent up by the ears. Green pushes him up on to the apron and rolls her back inside the squared circle, but he won’t be joining her just yet; flipping open apron, he begins to dig around.

MJ: Who knows what he has in mind here?

KZ: It won’t be good news for Rayven!

The clinks and clangs that echo around the arena suggest that it’s something metal and it is. From under the ring comes a steel pole, a trash can, and now, Barney is pulling a ladder out from under the ring! The fans are all beginning to stir in anticipation, wondering what evil cocktail Barney is about to make for Rayven. The challenger picks the ladder up and leans it against the railings, the fans in the front row having to shuffle back to guarantee their safety. Straddling the ladder, Green checks it’s stability, as he turns aro--

MJ: OH GOOD GOD! JESUS CHRIST, Rayven! A SUICIDE DIVE! THROUGH THE ROPES! INTO Barney! INTO THE LADDER!

KZ: YOU WANNA TALK SUICIDE DIVES? YOU JUST SAW ONE!

Rayven maybe lucky to narrowly avoid the side of that ladder as she SOARS through the ropes, pushing Barney back in to the ladder which has now been split across the middle! Rayven may have crashed in to the barricades, but the contact could have been much worse.  As the replays are shown again on the giant titantron, the champion begins to crawl towards the trash can that Barney had brought out from beneath the ring, sliding it back between the ropes. The steel pole is now slipped in, too, as the champion looks back to her challenger, leaning against the apron to try and catch a breather. Green is on his knees, trying to straighten his back, but failing; Rayven is about to help him out, though, pulling him to his feet and pushing him in to the ring, following close behind. The challenger is trying to crawl, trying to slither away; he wants to be anywhere but here right now, he just wants Rayven to quit so he can go home and have some brews, but as he gets to his knees, Rayven switches the lights out; Rayven has just placed the trash can over the top of Barney’s head. The can traps Barney’s arms, as his hands flap wildly as he tries desperately to get them free to save himself from whatever hell is coming here! Rayven has the microphone in his left hand, the steel pole in his right between his heavy breathes, the champion speaks!

Rayven: Here’s what we’re going to do, Barney, you’re stuck in a trash can and I have a steel pole in my hand.

Rayven pats the pole against the trash can, the echo of the steel on steel providing all the proof Barney needs.

Rayven: I’m gonna give you the chance to quit if you don’t I’m gonna swing this pole till that trash can is FLAT. SO HERE’S YOUR CHANCE, BARNEY. SAY IT!

The thud that Barney will have heard is Rayven pushing the microphone up against the trash can, roughly where Barneys mouth would be; the fans all wait to hear Barney’s response! What will it be?!

Barney Green: no No NO, NO!

The answer is muffled, but from beneath the can we can hear Barney pleading, begging Rayven off! Rayven tosses the microphone away, and the electronic hiss will give a blinded Barney the cue to brace himself; Rayven raises the steel pole... BAAAAM! She makes good on her promise, driving the pole across the back of the can and the top of Barney’s spine! The fans cheer as Barney’s contained body falls to the canvas, the contortion in his legs showing the pain that must be racing through him right now! Rayven is merciless, driving that pole against the can again and again, as Barney tries to roll to safety, but to no avail! The shots are raining down, the smack of steel on steel is echoing around the arena, as these shots just keep landing!

MJ: How much can Barney take under there?!

Thankfully our champion, Rayven throws the pole to the canvas and rips the microphone from the hands of the referee; she pulls back the trash can, and only now can Barney finally get his hands up to his chest which just took a pounding at the hands of that steel pole! His face is a picture of pain, as he tries to desperately to catch his breath-- but Rayven is not about to let him to do that, not after everything these two have been through, as he SHOVES the microphone back in to Barney’s now bloody face!

Barney Green: h...huhhhh

KZ: Oh my Barney’s breathing is laboured and wheezy!

MJ: I’m not even sure he knows what his name is right now.

But there’s still no answer, which is fine by Rayven; she can go all night long, she has Barney right where she wants him! The referee sweeps down to check on Barney as Rayven climbs to his feet and looks for his next move. The referee is trying to get the challenger to open his eyes, trying to get some kind of response, but there’s nothing! Barney won’t answer, or perhaps more worryingly, CAN’T answer. The referee climbs to his feet, looks over the ropes, and calls for something.  The cameras make their way over to him to picking it up what the ref is saying...

Referee: Throw the towel in, he can’t continue!

MJ: What?! The referee is calling for someone to throw the towel in!

One of the ringside assistants has a white towel in his hand!

KZ: Barney can’t continue!

The assistant throws the towel over the ropes, and Rayven catches it!

KZ: Rayven catches it!

Now she’s stepping to the referee, Rayven is shouting something as he throws the towel back OUT of the ring! The referee is trying to reason with her, but Rayven isn’t having any of it! The argument here is that Barney Green quits for Barney Green, not anyone else, but the referee is trying to fight his case!

MJ: OH! STEEL PIPE TO THE LEG! STEEL PIPE TO THE LEG OF RAYVEN BY GREEN!

While Rayven has been demonstrating with the referee, Barney Green has crawled behind his challenger and DRILLED her with the steel pipe! Rayven hits the canvas, as Barney falls in to the ropes and tries to catch his breath; who knows if he even realises how close he just came to having his title taken away by the referee! The referee drops to check on Barney, but the challenger grabs the referee by the collar and drags him forward, as Green drops to the canvas by Rayven and

MJ: OH NO HE IS! THE GREEN DREAM! CROSS-FACE CHICKEN WING ON RAYVEN!

Green has THE GREEN DREAM locked Rayven! She’s screaming for the referee to put the microphone down to Rayven, who is screaming under the pain subjected to her by this devastating submission hold! Over all the noise in the arena right now, we can hear Barney screaming down at his challenger!

Barney Green: SAY IT! SAAAY IT! SAY IT FOR UNCLE Barney!

There is a crazed, deranged smile on his face, his eyes are bulging as he wrenches back with all he’s got! Rayven can only be heard screaming, the pain really beginning to mount up now! Barney pulls back even further.. BUT PERHAPS TOO FAR! His grasp rolls over the nose of Rayven, Barney’s hand is now draped across her eyes, and Rayven has the gap she needs! She slips his forehead under the grip of Green, and throws her head up, knocking Barney off the hold with a headbutt!  Green releases the trapped left arm, and that’s the opening that Rayven needs! Throwing her legs up, she wraps them around the right arm of Green, spins on her backside, and now she shows him how it’s done!

KZ: LeBELL LOCK! LeBELL LOCK ON BARNEY GREEN!

It’s been a war, and now it may come down to this! Rayven is pulling back on Barney, who’s screaming in agony and his damage back is being exploited here as blood dips creating a gory scene!

MJ: Barney’s tied up like a New York pretzel right now, and there seems to be no escape!

Rayven knew the counter, but she knew the mistake that had to be made by an over-zealous challenger to exploit it,  now she’s in charge, that mistake will surely not happen here! But Barney doesn’t need technique when he has muscle; adjusting the lower half of his body, he slips on to his side, planting his foot flat on the canvas, and beginning to stand! The movement on Barney’s part softens the grasp Rayven has on Barney’s arm, which now wraps round his waist! Amazing strength here by Barney, who PLANTS Rayven with a side-walk slam!

MJ: Both men are down, both men are exhausted, and neither man has said those two words!

The fans sound off their appreciation, as both champion and challenger try to get to a vertical base. Rayven pulls herself up on the rope, as Barney climbs to his knees again, just resting for a second; Rayven has no intention of letting him rest though, as she steps forward, and throws a kick towards the chest of Barney-- WHO CATCHES IT! Shaking his head, Barney pushes Rayven away and in to the ropes, racing forward and oh no! Barney has Rayven tied up in the ropes! Rayven’s arms have been wrapped in the top and middle rope, and there is now no escape! Barney smiles as he takes a step back, Rayven looking over at both of his arms, trying to shake herself free from the grip of the ropes, but there’s no hope now. Barney has Rayven where he wants her, just as Rayven did when the champion was contained in that trash can. Taking a step forward, Barney smiles at his helpless champion...

MJ: RIGHT HOOK! LEFT JAM! AND ANOTHER RIGHT HOOK! HELL’S FURY COMBINATION ON RAYVEN!

Those shots cracked Rayven across the jaw, and the far-away look in her eyes is a disturbing sig--

MJ: NO! NO DAMMIT!

Right hook, left hook, and another right hook, completing another series of of the Hell’s Fury Combination!

MJ: SOMEONE STOP THIS MAN! SOMEONE, REF, WHERE’S THE TOWEL?!

Barney drops to his backside, perhaps from his own dizziness, but it’s Rayven who’s jaw may be broken; it’s Rayven who’s brain cells may have been knocked from her head, as Barney orders the ref to ask him!

KZ: Please Rayven, just say yes! No-one will think any less of you now!

Referee: Rayven! Do you want to quit?

KZ Please Rayven, just say it! For your own good, just say it!

Rayven:..

All we can hear is the laboured breathing of Rayven, who might be unconscious for all we know. The only thing keeping him upright is the ropes he’s entangled in, but the referee has no choice but to take the microphone away. Green is smiling again, climbing to his feet and searching in the side of his trunks for something-

KZ: OH GOD, THAT’S... IT’S BRASS KNUCKS!

MJ: No, come on Barney! Ref, stop this! Ref! Get in there!

Barney slips the knucks on to his right hand the fans are begging now, they can’t watch this! Ref! REF! REF REF REF-- NO! NO! SOMEONE! THAT WAS DISGUSTING!

The brass knucks, RIGHT HOOK, RIGHT JAB, RIGHT HOOK!  HELL’S FURY with the brass knucks!  RIGHT HOOK,  RIGHT JAB, RIGHT HOOK...and Rayven’s eyes roll backwards in to her head as her head dips in the locks of her shoulders.  The blood is flowing from her head creating a pool at her feet!  The fans are covering their eyes in horror, as Barney rips the microphone from the referee’s grasp, leaning against the ropes beside Rayven throwing an arm around her, Barney leans in close, offering the microphone to the champion this is a disturbing image.

Rayven: I-- I..  I QUIT... QU-- I QUI...


DING! DING! DING!


MJ: Oh God. What have we just witnessed in Japan?

Barney is beginning to chuckle as he looks in to the vacant eyes of Rayven, who’s head is hanging limply on her neck right now. It’s a disgusting image! Rayven’s hair drenched in blood!  Her colorful socks stained!  Barney sits on his knees, in front of Rayven, with blood on his face and in his mouth.  He smiles a blood red smirk.  The Barney falls over lies flat on the mat... stretched out! 


Jason McKenzie: Here is your winner....AND THE NEW....WWG ABSOLUTE CHAMPION...BARNEY....GREEN!

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« Reply #13 on: July 04, 2017, 05:45:20 am »


POST MATCH


The EMTs rush to the ring as quickly as possible bringing stretches and neck braces etc.  Neither opponent is moving in the ring.  The EMTs separate into two groups, one group working on Barney Green and the other works on Rayven.  Rayven has to be untangled from the ring ropes. As soon as her arms are free, her body falls to the mat and lands with a sickening thud.  A dead silence has fell over the arena.  The crew working on Barney begin to shuffle his body onto a medical board.  The place a neck brace around Barney’s neck.  They strap him onto the table and begin to move it to the edge of the ring.  On a count of three the team lift Barney up and set him on the stretcher.  The begin to roll him up the ramp, but the ref halts them, and places the WWG Absolute Champions over his body.  We can see a smile come over his face.  Barney manages to get an arm free.  As he’s being rolled up the ramp, he holds up the Absolute Championship belt. 

The crew working on Rayven are much more caution.  They aren’t moving her head.  Carefully placing the board under her body.  They begin to strap her in.  The bring out a more protective neck brace, as there are serious concerns about her neck.  Trine Larson has made her way down to ringside, which receives a small pop in the arena.  Trine is checking on Rayven who hasn’t made any movements.  They position board on the edge of the apron.  On a count of three they lift her up and place her on the stretcher.  As they begin to move her out, the crowd begin to stand all around the arena and give her a standing ovation.  Trine joins in on the applause clapping as she follows the stretcher up the ramp!

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« Reply #14 on: July 04, 2017, 06:07:48 am »


We return from commercial break we are greeted by Frederick Kavanagh yet again.  Kavanagh stands with a huge smile on his face as he believes the event tonight has been a successful one.  Kavanagh begins to speak.

FREDERICK KAVANAGH
Good evening ladies and gentlemen, I hope you all have enjoyed this event.  Most importantly I hope we have done the legacy of Orion well here tonight.  I’m proud of every single superstar that has performed here tonight.  I asked for the guys go out there and leave it all in the ring and they have exceeded my expectations.  Especially after the last match we just saw.  That was an amazing “I Quit” match.  They gave there all and then a little more after that.  It was brutal but when it’s about championships that what you expect.  So, a round of applause to both Rayven and the new WWG Absolute Champion Barney Green!

Kavanagh begins to clap and the fans in the arena begin to clap with him. 

However, we aren’t done here just yet.  We still have the finals of the Orion Tournament.  This was supposed to be a singles match one on one.  But who could have ever imagined that we would be preparing to see a triple threat match between three WWG Hall of Famers.  We have Dante Deranged versus Scott Carr versus Jason Richardson.  I could never have dreamed that the finals would be a match of this caliber.  I want this match to be special and I want to live up to the hype. I also want to preserve the integrity of this match.  So, I’m banning all others from the ring.  There will be no interference.  We will have a triple threat match and there must be a winner here tonight.  That winner will be crowned Orion Tournament Champion.  Good luck  gentlemen and Thank you all!


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