Post by Papi El Sueno on Apr 30, 2011 18:17:24 GMT -5
[YouTube Championship Wrestling has brought a lot of innovation into the sport of professional wrestling. Whether it’s the first ever YouTube owned wrestling company, one of the few companies that have two CEOs, the first ever company to have a streamed regular show people can watch whenever they want on YouTube, YCW has radically changed the face of professional wrestling. Still, that’s not even near enough for the pair known as Leo Hawkins and Terrell Ryder. These two men have expanded their emission to both WGN America and YouTube in the FIRST EVER simultaneous TV and Internet wrestling broadcast ever. YCW breaks another barrier, and gets more and more independent and stuck out from the rest at each second. We’re cutting loose from the noose as we step into this event…]
Wrestling Extravaganza I: Electricity
The crowd cheers loudly, some pyros explode, and we’re ready for the first episode of the bi-monthly W.E. broadcast. We look around the arena, where nearly 800 people are ready to watch this show. Cut to Shannon Saint and Brandon Matthews.
BM: Good night, everybody, and welcome to Wrestle Extravaganza number one: Electricity! I’m Brandon Matthews alongside Shannon “The Saint” Saint, and, Shannon, you’ve got to be as excited as I am! We’re on TV right now!
SS: Being on WGN America is being on TV? Pfft. It’s more like a crappy radio broadcast, nobody’s watching and very few are correctly listening.
BM: That’s your opinion, I for one am proud of being here.
SS: Wait for the 0.8 rating coming up…
BM: Oh, come on! Moving on, we have an excellent card! We’ll be featuring the debuts of DTM, Dean Bates, and Darrian Quartermaine, who will be facing, respectively, Leon Marks, Freddy Givens, and Thomas Bisping!
SS: Sparringsessionpalooza! Oh god, I need to book my show.
BM: Go ahead. The “Sacred Super Sparring Session” sounds good? 4S?
SS: I’ll hover the idea to Leo. But first, let’s hear more about the card, damn it. What else is on the show?
BM: If you were informed, and not holier-than-thou bitchy, you’d know that Osiris and Rosalie will be facing for a shot at the Broadcast Title whenever they want!
SS: Rosalie’s missing, dimwit!
BM: Well, if Rosalie doesn’t make it to the show, Osiris automatically gets his title shot!
SS: That’d be great.
BM: Plus, next on the card, it’s Saint Jimmi vs an opponent YOU choose!
SS: Asshat, it looks like you’re talking to the people out there, so they could vote. I chose Jimmi’s opponent, not them.
BM: I know. I also know we’re having three title matches tonight! John Allister vs Mr. Baller, Broadcast Title on the line, The Dark Scorpions vs The Lopez Dynasty, YCW Tag Team Titles on the line, and Eric Redgate vs Orlando Cruz, our main event, for the YCW World Championship!
SS: Mr. Baller is so golden, when he wins the Broadcast Title you won’t even notice he’s wearing it--
The crowd’s attention is turned toward the stage by the beginning of "Money in the Bank" by Lil Scrappy and Young Buck.
Okay-kay-kay-kayyy, G's up, Lil Scrappy
I got money
BME (BME), money in the bank, G-Unit!
Jimmy Wilkes: Ladies and gentlemen! Please welcome to the ring at this time, the co-owner of YouTube Championship Wrestling, Terrell "Money" Ryder!
The rest of the starts playing as Terrell Ryder emerges onto the stage in a fancy black tuxedo suit, with his long black dreadlocks slicked back. He slowly walk down the ramp and pauses to look at the crowd. He then starts motioning his hands up in the air as loads of money come raining down the ceiling and into the stands so the fans can get the money. He then continues to walk down the ramp as the music continues.
I'ma get that, dough and fuck with dem, hoes
Young ladied that know me know Scrappy's a, pro
Fill up at the, bar go get a mas-sage
Find me a couple we can make it a, me-nage
You be tryin, hard but nigga don't, start
You be doin shit is gon' get you to the, morgue
I go get that, paper a mega fuckin watch
I be pullin out knots, that can buy me a, yacht
SS: Who’s this asswit to interrupt me?
BM: Your boss, who can fire you for this.
SS: *AWKWARD SILENCE*
Terrell then slaps hands with a few of the fans while the chorus plays.
I got money in the bank (yea)
shawty what you drank
I got money in the bank (yea)
shawty what you drank
I got money in the bank (yea)
shawty what you drank
Terrell climbs into the ring and grabs a microphone. He then starts to speak as the music dies down completely.
Terrell Ryder: Hello YCW fanbase!
The crowd frantically cheers.
Terrell Ryder: When I helped start this company with Leo Hawkins, I never imagined that it would grow this fast in three months. For starters, you have big names such as Eric Redgate, Danielle Lopez, Phillip Mustang, Osiris and Mr. Baller carving out their place in this company, while the young cats such as John Allister, Frankie Jones and Orlando Cruz are finding their own way and who can forget the newest stars to this company such as, DTM, "Dynamite" Dean Bates, "Mr. Intensity" Kerry Collins and Shaggy "Mr. 420" among others who have signed with us. I...
"Mr. Baller" by Royce da 5'9" hits throughout the arena as Mr. Baller stands on the ramp, dressed in a suit, while C-Note and Mick Ryans stand beside him while the crowd boos the living hell out of them.
Mr. Baller: Let me get this right, you're naming off all the talent that you've assembled for Baller Championship Wrestling, right?
Terrell Ryder: I believe this is YouTube Championship Wrestling, idiot.
Mr. Baller: Whatever.
The fans start booing Baller and his crew.
Mr. Baller: Hey, here's an idea. Why don't all of you idiotic fans just choke on a dick and be quiet!
The fans start booing some more and Mr. Baller just soaks it all in.
Mr. Baller: Now where was I. Oh yeah, You have assembled talent for Baller Championship Wrestling, but why praise them when they're going to be nothing but second and third fiddle to the greatest group known to man... Team fucking Baller!
Terrell Ryder: I think you've taken way too many pain killers man. Team Baller is not even a blip on the radar as far as the greatest group goes. You don't deserve to be in the same breath as Da Xtreme Dynasty.
Mr. Baller: That's where you're wrong you Bob Marley look a like bitch, because I was the one who ended James Baker's career and put him on the shelf for good, which I claim that as my proudest achievement because James is nothing without me and honestly, he had his time in the spotlight!
Terrell Ryder: And yet, that's coming from somebody whose hair looks like a poodle's ass. James is ten times better than you ever will be.
Mr. Baller: Whatever you say bitch.
Terrell Ryder: Do you remember that six man tag team match that you proposed last week?
Mr. Baller: Yeah. What about it smart guy?
Terrell Ryder: Well, it is official. All three members of Team Baller will compete in a six person tag team match as your opponents are The Lopez Dynasty and a partner of their choosing.
Mr. Baller: That's fine with me, but I want to know, just who is the unlucky mother fucker that they chose to be losers, alongside them?
Terrell Ryder: That I cannot tell you, but what I can say is that this guy will leave you in a whole lot of pain if you're not careful.
Mr. Baller: Whatever man, because tonight, I will walk out with the Broadcast title and add even more prestigue to the great name known as Mr. Baller.
All three members of Team Baller leave the stage in an array of boos from the crowd.
Terrell Ryder: Before I was rudely fucking interrupted. Not only do we have a lot of great talent on the in-ring side of things, but we also have a new addition to the backstage roster. Now it's no secret that Michelle Silva is the only backstage reporter that we have here and she works her fingers to the bone to report the best news possible. She is a very phenomenal talent and in more ways than one if you know what I mean... Anyways, I added another backstage talent to help work with Michelle and lighten the pressure that she has on her, and this addition will add a wrestler’s perspective on things and this person writes a column called The Pimp Chronicles that is exclusive to the official YCW website. Please, without further ado, I give to you all, the newest addition to the YCW family, he is the legendary... "Da Xtreme Gangsta" James Baker!
"Hail Mary" by 2Pac hits throughout the arena and the crowd immediately jumps to their feet as they clearly know who he is. James Baker walks onto the stage, with his blonde hair spiked up while he's dressed up in a White Buttoned Down shirt, Blue Jeans, Black Boots, his half of the WZCW World Tag Team Championship on his left shoulder and a Sling and Cast on his right arm, as it was broken in his final ever televised match.
BM: Well alright. I'm excited for this addition!
SS: I'm hiding under the table!
BM: Why?
SS: He's a fucking psycho and i'm sure he knows that I think Danielle Lopez is just that god damn sexy!
BM: How about I call him over here then?
SS: Shut up!
BM: Well for those of you who do not know, In addition to writing The Pimp Chronicles, James Baker is a very accomplished wrestler. He is one of the more accomplished wrestlers in ECCW history, he's a former CWF Unified Champion, a former WZCW Mayhem Champion and one half of the WZCW World Tag Team Champions with Mr. Baller!
SS: Baller carried him to a title?
BM: I think it was the other way around!
SS: Ha! I'll believe that when I see it!
James walks down the ramp and slaps the hands of all of his adoring fans. Once he's done, he then walks up the steel steps and gets into the ring. He shakes Terrell's hand before he grabs a microphone.
James Baker: What it do YCW fans?
The crowd goes insane for James Baker.
James Baker: Now, now. I know it's very painful for all of you guys to see me with my right arm in a cast, with a sling attached to it, but hey, the important thing is... is that I retired with some dignity intact and if I had to go out in anyway possible, well I would go out knowin' that I gave it everything I had just so you guys can enjoy the show.
The crowd starts up a "Thank You James" chant!
James Baker: I noticed that some of y'all have read the first edition of The Pimp Chronicles and even more, i'm glad that a lot of y'all like it and to assure all of you, tune into the second edition for more hard hittin' action that's served in your homes all across the world and i'll definitely tell things like they need to be told, but in addition to writin' the Chronicles on a weekly basis, i'm also going to be hostin' a new talk show called Gangsta Talk, which will premier real soon and i'll have my first guest be a surprise for you all. So yeah, tune in to see the first episode of Gangsta Talk.
The crowd then cheers again for James.
James Baker: Now ever since I announced my retirement from in-ring competition, I have had people asking me, Why James? Why would you retire at this stage of your career when you still have so much to prove? Well you see, I retired not because of this unfortunate injury, but unlike some in-ring competitors out there and you know damn well who you are, I know when my time has past and well, it's not my time anymore. I have done all that I can do and it was time for me to hang up my black dickies, my bandanas and my wristbands and call it a career.
I also know that there is no desire for me to be in the ring, due to the unstableness that companies like the CWF or Supreme Championship Wrestling as it's now called and the even more unstable Violent Society as they would rather cater to no talent hacks like Niko TaDa, some cunts called The Elect, some fuckin' faggot who wants to know the size of my god damn package, even though it's clear as mother fuckin' day that I am married to a WOMAN, other douche bags and even that racist bigot Jake Norton, instead of real talent like myself, Rob Osbourne and yes... that includes Terry Richards. Well that was extremely difficult for me to praise that fuckin' asshole, but he's a hell of a lot better than what is being coddled and pampered over there, but it's all over with now as I am free at last. Free at fuckin' last.
The crowd starts up a "Free at Last" chant!
James Baker: However, with that bein' said. When Terrell called me and told me he needed somebody to take the heavy load off of Michelle Silva, I told him that I would help out and it's not only because I want to provide a wrestlers perspective on things, but I want to help YouTube Championship Wrestling become the best fuckin' product there is and we will be the best on all aspects of the game and that's that and nothin' more, believe that.
"Money in the Bank" plays as James Baker and Terrell Ryder exit the ring together. They walk up and start slapping hands with the fans at ringside. They then pose on the ramp together before they walk backstage.
BM: What a way to kick off the show with the debut of James Baker!
SS: He's not wrestling anymore, so it doesn't matter to me!
BM: I think it does! He's a cool guy and millions and millions of people around the world love him to death!
SS: Well I for one hate him! If Danielle Lopez had any sense, she would leave him and find a real man!
BM: Well I doubt she would do that! They are in love!
SS: Fuck you!
BM: No thank you! I don't take offers from guys! Anyways, our first match of the night is up next! Let's send it to Jimmy Wilkes for the introductions!
Jimmy Wilkes: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing team number one first, making his return to wrestling, as well as making his YouTube Championship Wrestling debut, from Birmingham, England, weighing in at 300 pounds, DTM!
"Young Grow Old" by Creed hits as DTM walks onto entrance, raises arms as he turns and fireworks go off. Walks down the ramp pumping the crowd up before entering the ring, climbing the turn buckle, raisinjg his arms again as fireworks go off behind him.
SS: DTM is one big dude!
BM: He's no slouch in that ring. He is a two time WCF World Heavyweight Champions and a Five time WCF World Tag Team Champion!
SS: He also won the 2008 WCF Tournament!
BM: An impressive force makes his YCW debut. Now we await his partner!
Jimmy Wilkes: And introducing his tag team partner, also making his return to wrestling, as well as also making his YouTube Championship Wrestling debut, from Manchester, England, weighing in at 235 pounds, "Dynamite" Dean Bates!
"Sadist Ways" by Watch Them Die as Dean Bates walks out, arms raised high in the 'rock star' symbols. jogs down the ramp, slapping fans hands as he passes before sliding into the ring. Walks to the near side ropes and stands on them as a fountain of fireworks goes off behind him with his arms raised high.
BM: And this ladies and gentlemen, is DTM's long time tag team partner and best friend, "Dynamite" Dean Bates!
SS: I would hate to be the other tag teams in this company! These guys are fucking impressive!
BM: Well be glad you're not their opponents!
SS: Sparring Session here we come!
Jimmy Wilkes: And introducing their opponents, at a combined weight of 435 pounds, Leon Marks and Freddy Givens, together they are, JINXED!
"Feel Good Inc." by the Gorillaz plays. Freddy Givens and his partner, Leon Marks, come out and shyly wave to the crowd. They make their way to the ring and once they're in, they're scared shitless on the sight of their opponents.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DTM quickly starts the match by locking a collar and elbow tie-up on Leon Marks and driving him to the canvas with a devastating mat slam. DTM picks Leon up and throws him to the other side of the ring like a rag doll. DTM picks Leon up and let's him stand there all dazed and confused, until he knocks him down with a terrific big boot to the face. He and Bates clearly realize that they're in complete control of the match as they play up to the crowd. DTM smirks at the fallen Leon Marks, realizing that he doesn't got a chance in hell. DTM picks him up and nails him with the DTM driver. DTM makes the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DTM breaks the cover as he gets off of Leon! DTM tags Dean Bates into the match. Bates wastes no time as he hits Leon with the Dropkick. Bates pumps up the crowd before he hits Leon with the Rolling Thunder. Bates then goes to the top turnbuckle and waits for Leon to turn around. As Leon turns around, Bates hits Leon with the Diving Clothesline and the crowd is on their feet in approval.
SS: Can you say, SPARRING SESSION!
BM: This might as well be DTM and Dean Bates vs two stuffed animals! Who inspired Leon Marks and Freddy Givens anyways?
SS: Kyle Sync! Nuff said!
BM: For once, I will have to agree with you!
SS: It's like hell has frozen over here!
Dean Bates picks Leon up and drives him hard into the turnbuckle. Bates starts pounding on Leon in the corner repeatedly. He puts all of his force into the attack, which the referee has no choice, but to do the five count, Bates breaks the count at four. As Leon gets out of the corner, Bates picks him up and drives him down with a mat slam of his own. Bates locks Leon in the front facelock, but Freddy Givens comes in and breaks it up. DTM comes into the ring and hits Givens with a big boot to the face, that sends him flying out of the ring. Bates waits for Leon to get up. As Leon gets to his feet, he plants him face first with the Complete Shot!
BM: I believe he calls that the Flatline!
SS: This sparring session is over!
BM: COVER by Bates!!!!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here are your winners, DTM and Dean Bates!
DTM and Dean Bates celebrate their victory while Marks and Givens are writhing in pain on the ground.
BM: What an impressive showing by Ultimate Force!
SS: Wait! That's their team name?
BM: Yeah!
SS: And you didn't mention this to me earlier, why?
BM: I didn't think it mattered. I...
Shannon Saint backhands Brandon Matthews in the mouth.
SS: Asshat! Next time, inform me about these things, otherwise, i'll break your jaw!
BM: Wait a minute! What are these guys doing here?
SS: Ha! I love it! Kick their fucking ass Baller!
Mr. Baller, C-Note and Mick Ryans all hit the ring and start beating down DTM and Dean Bates. C-Note hits DTM with the replica Broadcast Championship belt. Mick Ryans hits Dean Bates with a Jumping Complete Shot. Mr. Baller immediately runs up to DTM and hits the Buzzerbeater. C-Note grabs a tazer gun and starts tazing Dean Bates nonstop. Mick Ryans gets Leon Marks and Freddy Givens back into the ring. All three members of Team Baller start wrapping some rope around the necks of Marks and Givens.
Mr. Baller: See this Ryder? This is the start of the Baller takeover and once every cheap piece of crap is taken out, well the company will then transform itself into Baller Championship Wrestling and of course, the star of that promotion will no doubt be... ME!
C-Note and Mick Ryans get on their hands and knees and start worshiping Mr. Baller.
Mr. Baller: Remember Terrell, Da Xtreme Faggots and everybody else. The era of Baller will start real soon and you better believe that!
C-Note and Mick Ryans hold down the ropes for Baller before they all get out of the ring while Freddy Givens, Leon Marks, DTM and Dean Bates are still laid out.
*Commercial Break*
BM: Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen…And, yup, these live fans have just witnessed the debut of Asphyxiation! Asphyxiation is a thrash metal band, alive since 2001, headed by Shannon Hayes, who has had a short wrestling stint of his own!
SS: He had two matches in AWF, goddamnit! That’s not a stint, that’s careericide.
BM: Anyways, he plays incredibly good music, and the fans were pleased to see this lovely performance during the commercial break!
SS: It’s another reason to buy a YCW show ticket. Other than seeing me, of course, but I realize I’m only 80% of the center of the show. Why? Because I’ve got a partial, occasional catchphrase, which fits well with our next match… SPARRING SESSION!
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, already in the ring, YCW Developmental’s Thomas Bisping.
(A few, but little cheers erupt)
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 245 pounds, “The Outlet” Darian Quartermaine!
“It Really Don’t Matter" hits the sound systems as the arena darkens with a blue hue of light emanating from the entrance ramp. Smoke covers the entrance way as a figure is seen with his back turned towards the crowd. The figure covers his head with the hood of his jacket. The lights start flashing back on as the figure lifts his hood off and reveals himself as The Outlet. He confidently paces his way towards the ring, badmouthing some of the fans as he does so. He sometimes challenges a fan to hit him by giving them a free shot at his chin before pretending to hit the fan, causing them to flinch, which he laughs at as he enters the ring. He poses on all four turnbuckles and just takes in all the boos that he is receiving since it really don't matter to him like his song suggests. He takes of his pair of sunglasses and tosses it aside along with his jacket before prepping up and taking a few verbal jabs at his opponent.
As the bell is about to ring, “Mr. Baller” by Royce da 5'9" hits the arena and as both Quartermaine and Bisping wait at the ring ropes, perplexed as to what is going to happen, Team Baller along with Mr. Baller come from the stands and attack the two men with steel chair. Ryans goes after Bisping and quickly hits a bulldog on him, Baller then heads to the top rope and hits The Buzzerbeater.
BM: What is going on here?
SS: I don’t know but Team Baller is out here with a vengeance.
As C-Note works on Quartermaine in a brawl, Quartermaine looks to get control but out of nowhere, Baller comes through with a chock block. He then slams Quartermaine into the chair, followed by The Game Changer. Quartermaine is tapping out, but it doesn’t do anything. Baller heads to the top ropes for the Buzzerbeater, but the Lopez Dynasty comes out to try and make the save, but The Baller’s quickly leave the ring through the stands.
BM: Team Baller just cost a match from happening, what is going on?
SS: So, they both got owned! Oh, wow. Lopez family, you’ve ruined my fun. Thou shall haveth no recommendeth to thy bosseth.
BM: What the hell are you saying?
SS: Ye olde archaic English.
BM: Anyways, what a squash for both men! That was, wow, carnage to the max! Sparring session my ass!
SS: It was a sparring session, dimwit! A sparring session for the Ballers, that is!
BM: Well, we are ready for our next bout Shannon, and this one should
be a doozie.
SS: I just realized something Brandon - your initials are BM.
BM: And you have a girl's name, big deal.
SS: Well lookie what we have here...somebody's grown a pair since our
last broadcast!
BM: Can we please just call this match?
SS: If you can stop being a whiny little bitch, I'm sure we could get
around to it.
BM: You're an imbecile. Fans, this match is going to pit Rosalie against Osiris is what should surely be a fantastic bout!
SS: Really? Fantastic bout? Between a five foot six, hundred and thirty pound chick getting mauled by a six foot four, two hundred and fifty pound machine. Yeah...REALLY fantastic there BM.
BM: Let's get to the announcer for the introductions...
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, our next match is scheduled for one fall. First, making her way to the ring from Miami, Florida standing five feet, six inches and weighing in at one hundred and thirty-five pounds..."The Iron Maiden".....ROSALIE!
'Fallin Rain' by Crashdiet plays through the PA and the crowd gives a modest pop for the south Florida native. She poses at the top of the ramp then makes her way to the ring.
Ring Announcer: And her opponent, hailing from Baltimore, Maryland, standing six feet, four inches and weighing in at two hundred and fourty-eight pounds..."The Dark Cloud"...OSIRIS!!!!!
"It's Dark & Hell Is Hot" by DMX hits the sound system with ominous bells sounding and the arena is instantly plunged into darkness. The lights start to flicker ice blue erratically as thick smoke fills the stage. A single spotlight follows Osiris as he walks slowly to the top of the ramp, receiving intense booing from the crowd as he looks round the building, his face grim. Dressed in a long black open coat, black pants with grey symbols and black boots, Osiris moves down the ramp. He glances at the jeering fans either side of him and shakes his head in disgust, a snarl across his face. He reaches the ring and climbs up the steel steps and through the ropes. The referee takes the coat to ringside while Osiris stands still on the right
side of the ring, eyes fixed on Rosalie.
SS: The time for talking is done Brandon and these two are ready for the opening bell!
**DING DING DING**
BM: And Osiris just stands firm in the center of the ring, arms crossed, smile on his face, waiting for the smaller Rosalie to make a move.
SS: And she does just, circling around and moving in for a tie up, but Osiris grabs her by the hair and sends her past him into the turnbuckle. Ouch!
BM: Osiris laughs and jogs in place as Rosalie gets back to her feet. She's angry now Shannon, and hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
SS: HEY! Relax tough guy, this is a family show. He used her own momentum to send her into the ringpost; he didn't scorn her.
BM: That's not what I....you know what? Nevermind. Rosalie with a determined look on her face moves back in for a tie up, and Osiris reached out and palms her head. She's swinging lefts and rights wildly, but they all fail to miss their mark as Osiris is holding her at bay.
SS: Adding insult to injury he fakes a yawn and looks at his wrist where a watch would be in a mocking fashion. He lets go of her head and she comes flying at him...ADVERSE EFFECT!!!
BM: That's Osiris's trademark snap DDT. It typically signals the end....and he locks in the Unatural Selection....and she taps quickly.
SS: Smart move on her part. She didn't stand a chance from jump street.
BM: But she didn't back down either. That speaks volumes about her right there. Sure, the odds were stacked against her, she was put into a match where she stood about as good of a chance in beating Osiris as you would in keeping a real job Saint, but she still went out there and fought the match hard.
SS: I'm sorry...are we watching the same show? Fought hard? She didn't even land a single move and he dropped her in three seconds. How is that fighting her match?
BM: I'm not going there with you again.
*Commercial Break*
BM: What a nice rendition that was! An all instrumental solo by Asphyxiation, called “Deep Fried”, from their upcoming album, Thunderfucked!
SS: THUNDERFUCKED?! BWAHAHAHA!!!
BM: Laugh all you want, nobody gives a damn. Anyway, this could be a very fitting theme for some YCW programming!
SS: You’ve been thunderfucked…Yeah, yeah, yeah, thunderfucked!
BM: Shut up, and just get off this announce table.
SS: Yeah, like you’re the boss of me…
BM: Seriously, you should get up, Saint Jimmi’s match is coming up now…
Shannon gets up without a word and watches at ringside as “Awake and Alive” by Skillet plays and Saint Jimmi comes out, nervously going down the aisle. He slides under the bottom rope, as Shannon Saint climbs the steel steps to get on his face.
SS: Hey there, no-Saint bastard.
Saint Jimmi, annoyed, pushes him away, but Shannon Saint gets on his face.
SS: Don’t push around a man who is older than you. Listen, kid, I think you already know that I’m going to get you a huge man to beat the holy hell out of you. And that man, is my latest partner, he’s...THE ENFORCER!
“Mors Principium Est” by Inhumanity blasts in the PA system as the crowd boos very wildly. The Enforcer comes out, no smirk on his face, and enters the ring right away as the bell is rung.
*DING DING DING*
The Enforcer starts delivering wild blows to Saint Jimmi, knocking him flat into his back. The Enforcer keeps his succession of wild strikes, that Saint Jimmi can’t get rid of, and now starts choking him until the referee forces him to stop. Enforcer grabs Jimmi’s neck once more, driving him down with a powerful chokeslam. Enforcer pulls up Saint Jimmi and drives him down with a sick spinebuster. Enforcer taunts, picks up Jimmi, and drives him down with the always potent Switchblade. He covers Jimmi…
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!
*DING DING DING*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here’s your winner…The Enforcer!
Despite the match already being over, The Enforcer continues to beat down Jimmi, pummeling away with his own two hands. Shannon goes to the outside, and picks a steel chain from underneath the ring. He comes back to the ring and nails Jimmi with the chain. He uses the chain to lock Jimmi’s arms while Enforcer keeps destroying him. Shannon gets a table, and sets it up in the center of the ring. Saint helps The Enforcer to lift Jimmi up…
BM: NO NO NO! AWW GOD!
Saint Jimmi is driven through the table with a sick Switchblade. Jimmi is busted wide open and knocked out. EMTs rush in to take out Jimmi in a stretcher, as The Enforcer leaves and Shannon sits back on his chair.
BM: Poor Jimmi…
SS: Fuck Jimmi, that asshole!
BM: Up next, we have some brutal action coming up! A Broadcast Championship match…How is Allister STILL undefeated?
SS: Simple formula, he’s better than you.
BM: Umpf.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is a Falls Count Anywhere Street Fight match and it is scheduled for one fall and it is for the YCW BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at 236 pounds... He is the current YCW Broadcast Champion, JOHN "MISTER ANARCHY" ALLISTER!
"No One Gets Left Behind" by Five Finger Death Punch erupts through the PA as John Allister makes his way to the ring with the YCW Broadcast Championship slinged on his right shoulder. He walks down the ramp and slide under the ropes. He sits up on the top turnbuckle and looks towards the ramp, waiting for his opponent as he raises the title in the air.
BM: A Falls Count Anywhere Street Fight match?
SS: Wow! You're not kidding! This is going to be extreme!
Jimmy Wilkes: And introducing the challenger... being accompanied to the ring by C-Note and Mick Ryans, from Miami, Florida... weighing in at 210 pounds, he is Mr. Baller!
Mr. Baller's music hits and out come C-Note and Mick Ryans. Mr. Baller then appears and both men take a knee and bow to Mr. Baller. They then walk down the ramp together. As they hit the ring. Team Baller goes and sits on the ropes and allows Mr. Baller into the ring. The 3 then pose to the crowd in the middle of the ring.
BM: Really? Does he have to bring them out here with him?
SS: Awww! What's the matter? You scurred that they will beat the crap out of Allister?
BM: This is not right!
SS: Grow a set of balls and just deal with it you pussy!
*DING! DING! DING!*
As the bell rings. Mr. Baller wastes little time in going after Allister. Baller backs Allister into the corner and the referee has to physically force Baller to break, so Allister can get out of the corner. Baller breaks, but not before he slaps Allister right across the face. Baller then attempts to hit the clothesline, but Allister instead hits Baller with the Drop Toe Hold that sends him crashing face first into the turnbuckle. Allister places himself on top of Baller as he delivers a series of punches to the head. Allister grabs Baller and hits him with an Overhead Suplex. Cover by Allister!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
Baller kicks out at two! Allister drags Baller in the middle of the ring and locks him in an Armbar submission hold. As Allister locks the hold in tighter, Mick Ryans jumps on the apron to distract the referee. C-Note comes in and hits Allister in the head with a steel chain, which causes Baller to get free of the hold!
BM: Come on! This ain't right!
SS: HA! I love it! This is brilliant!
BM: It's a damn shame is what it is!
SS: Yeah, but it's completely legal though! Cover him Baller! COVER HIM!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR!!!! NO!!!!
Allister just barely kicks out! Baller gets up to his feet and argues with the ref about the recent cover. He pushes the referee, but this proves to be costly as Allister hits Baller with a Lariat from behind. Allister looks up at Baller and allows him to get to his feet. Allister and Baller lock up with each other as Baller locks Allister in a Modified Sleeper hold. Allister pushes Baller off of him. Baller bounces off the ropes and Allister hits him with a huge back body drop. Baller goes on the top rope and waits for Allister to get to his feet. Once Allister gets to his feet, Baller flies off the top rope and attempts the Diving Crossbody, but Allister catches him and hits him with the Fallaway Slam. Allister covers him!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!!
BM: So close!
SS: Come on Baller! This is your time! Show the world that you're better than James Baker!
BM: You know Baker is the better wrestler, even though he is officially retired!
SS: Shut up asshole! Don't make me get Terry Richards after you!
Allister picks up Baller and goes for the Death Valley Driver, he grabs Baller round the neck to turn it into a cutter, but Baller pushes him off and throws him off. Allister gets back up and charges at Baller, but Baller holds down the ropes and Allister goes flying out the ring. Allister gets up and Baller attempts to hit him with a Suicide Dive between the ropes, but Allister throws the chair at him and Baller crashes down onto the mat! Allister covers him!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
Baller just barely kicks out! Allister looks under the ring to grab a weapon. He picks up a spare tire that was originally used for a 2000 Ford Explorer. Allister runs at Baller and hits him with the rubber end of the tire and Baller is busted open badly. Allister grabs Baller's head and repeately slams it down onto the steel steps to make him bleed some more. Allister then gets Baller up and puts his head between his legs for the Piledriver, but C-Note and Mick Ryans attack Allister from behind with lead pipes. C-Note and Ryans lift Allister up for Baller to grind his forehead with a cheese grater. Allister is busted open as Baller and company have an evil expression on their faces. Baller goes for the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!! NO!!!!
BM: Allister miraculously kicks out as the referee's hand was going down for the three count!
SS: Come on you shitty ref! Are you fucking blind?
BM: You knew damn well that he kicked out!
SS: I wasn't asking you, now was I? Dumb fucking moron!
All three members of Team Baller pick Allister up and roll him back into the ring. Baller grabs various weapons and throws them in the ring before he gets in as well. Baller then places a garbage can across Allister's body before he goes on to the top rope. Baller then hits Allister with the Moonsault onto the trash can. Baller immediately covers Allister!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
SS: What the hell was that ref?
BM: Allister kicked out again Saint!
SS: It's garbage! Baller should've won! Plain and simple!
Baller looks at the referee with anger on his face. He then picks Allister up and places him in position for the Swinging Neckbreaker, but Allister blocks the attempt. Baller goes to try it again, but not only does Allister blocks it, but he turns the reversal into a huge Snap DDT and both men are now prone on the mat!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
FIVE!!!!
SIX!!!!
SEVEN!!!!
EIGHT!!!!
NINE!!!!
Both Allister and Baller get to their feet before the count of ten! They immediately start trading blows with one another until Allister hits a powerful shot to Baller's jaw. Allister hits another shot to Baller, which sends him flying to the outside. Allister gets out of the ring as well and starts a fury of attacks on Baller. Allister picks Baller up and slams him onto the announcers table!
BM: Good god! The brawl is right here on our announce table!
SS: That's the beauty of these type of matches! They will go anywhere and there are truly no limits!
Allister sees Baller laying down on the table in pain as he immediately goes to the top turnbuckle. After looking around the arena, Allister flies off of the turnbuckle and crashes onto Baller with a huge Frog Splash and both men go through the announce table. Both men are exhausted and lay next to each other on top of the broken pieces of the table! The referee goes to check on the two and a medic rushes to the ring from the back to check on them as well!
After a few minutes of laying there, Allister and Baller both stagger to their feet at the same time. Baller punches Allister in the head several times before he drops him on the ground with a Suplex. Baller then goes under the ring and grabs a table. He sets the table up before he places Allister on the table. Baller then sees a ladder and sets it up near the table. He climbs atop of the ladder as he looks down on Allister. Baller dives off the ladder, attempting the 450 Splash, but Allister moves out of the way and Baller crashes through the table!
BM: Baller is down and out as he crashed and burned through that table!
SS: Come on Baller! You can do this!
Baller slowly gets to his feet, as does Allister. Ryans attempts to hit Allister with the clothesline, but Allister ducks and Ryans instead hits Baller. Ryans has a sudden look of shock on his face, but Allister disposes of him as he hits Ryans with the reverse verticle suplex. C-Note comes running in and tries to attack Allister, but Allister quickly hits him with the big boot. Suddenly, Allister's best friend David James comes through the crowd and blasts Baller in the head with the steel chair. Allister notices this as he picks Baller up on his shoulders and after a short delay, he nails him with the Killer. Allister makes the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner and STILL YCW Broadcast Champion! John "Mister......
BM: What's the hell is this?
Osiris comes from the crowd and jumps over the barricade as he nails Allister from behind with a Lariat. David James comes after Osiris, but Osiris nails him with the STO. Osiris waits for Allister to get up. As Allister gets up, Osiris picks Allister up and plants him down on the ground with the Inverted Death Valley Driver that he calls Intrinsic Evil. Osiris grabs the YCW Broadcast Championship and stares at it with pure intensity in his eyes. He drops it down onto Allister's prone body before he kicks him a few times in the ribs for good measure. Osiris leaves the area with an evil expression on his face as the crowd boos him.
BM: What an impact to the new number one contender to the Broadcast Championship! Wow!
SS: What if Osiris is the first person ever to defeat Allister? He’s undefeated too! When these two clash…It’s going to be streak vs streak too! WOW!
*Commercial Break*
BM: Well, welcome back, we’ve got two more matches still left for all you fans worldwide… So before we cut to our Tag Team Championship match, let’s go backstage, with Phillip and Danielle!
The scene opens up to the backstage area where Kevin Styles, J.T. Banks and Danielle Lopez are conversating with each other.
Kevin Styles: So, you get to have your very first title defense, huh?
Danielle Lopez: Yup and I for one am so excited.
J.T. Banks: It's like the old saying goes, it's a lot harder to keep that belt, than it is to win it. Hell, you remember that very well when you managed us to win the CWF World Tag Team Titles.
Danielle Lopez: I still remember that night like it was yesterday. That fat fucking whale had what was coming to her when I crushed her face and her throat on a couple of occasions.
Kevin Styles: We can thank Izzy for the help back there.
J.T. Banks: Speaking of Izzy, did you know that he signed with YouTube Championship Wrestling?
Kevin Styles: No way! Really?
J.T. Banks: You bet your ass he did.
Kevin Styles: Aww yeah. Da Xtreme Dynasty is coming at full force again. We're taking over another company.
Danielle Lopez: If only James was here.
Phillip Mustang walks into the room.
Phillip Mustang: Did somebody wish James was here with us?
Danielle Lopez: Yes I did.
Phillip Mustang: Well, I was going to keep this a surprise for all of us, but...
Kevin Styles: You got our boy back.
Phillip Mustang: Yes and no.
J.T. Banks: What you mean by that.
Phillip Mustang: Guys! He's retired now and he's in a cast as his right arm was shattered off the bone, but he is here. Come on in man...
James Baker walks into the locker room with a huge smile on his face.
James Baker: Did you mother fuckers miss me or what?
They all engage in a group hug before James takes a seat by Danielle.
Kevin Styles: So, how's retirement?
James Baker: Fuckin' fantastic. I am enjoyin' it to the fullest and most importantly, I can watch the kids grow up into decent adults.
Danielle Lopez: It's true. He's more helpful around the house.
James Baker: Indeed it is! So, are you two psyched for tonight?
Phillip Mustang: Of course! It's a title defense after all.
James Baker: Kind've reminds me of The Driveby Express.
Phillip Mustang: It does.
James Baker: Now y'all better go out there and kick some fuckin' heads in. Y'all got me.
Phillip Mustang: Loud and clear!
Phillip Mustang grabs his half of the tag team titles and leaves the room. Kevin and J.T. also leave the room, which leaves Danielle and James all alone in the room together.
James Baker: Now baby, I got some things that I want to tell you one on one.
Danielle Lopez: What is it?
James Baker: One, it feels really good to be here with you and Phillip. Two, I knew you would be a champion in this profession, i'm glad all of the hard work that you put in have paid dividens and bring you a championship. Three, it's a hell of a lot harder to keep the belt, than it is to win it and one last thing before you go out there.
James puts his free arm on Danielle's shoulders and he then gives her a long and passionate kiss on her lips.
James Baker: Go out there and kick some fuckin' ass. I love you!
Danielle Lopez: I love you too James and don't worry. I will kick somebody's fucking head in, believe that.
Danielle gives James a kiss on the lips and she grabs her championship belt and leaves the locker room, while James smiles on in approval. The camera then switches back to the announcers.
BM: Well, that was interesting!
SS: Come on! Those two need to get a room!
BM: ...Anyways, can you feel the electricity in the air?
SS: I can feel it alright! There is another championship match and I believe that this one is going to tear the house down!
BM: Are you serious?
SS: Of course! What's even better is that I get the pleasure of watching Danielle Lopez perform! God damn she is hot!
BM: I'll tell James Baker what you just said!
SS: You wouldn't!
BM: Oh, I so would! I know James would take great pleasure in beating your ass to shreds!
SS: Yeah... whatever you say nerd!
Jimmy Wilkes: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the YCW World Tag Team Championships! Making their way to the ring at this time. At a combined wight of 384 pounds... They are the current YCW Tag Team Champions of the World, Phillip Mustang and "The Lethal Latina" Danielle Lopez... Together they are The Lopez Dynasty!
"In the End" by Linkin Park hits throughout the arena as Danielle Lopez does her poses on the ramp while Phillip Mustang flexes his muscles behind her. They then give each other a hug before walking down the ramp. They start high-fiving the fans in the front row before they enter the ring. As they slide into the ring, Danielle starts doing her signature cheerleader poses in the middle of the ring while Phillip does a quick prayer. They then go to the top rope and raise their titles in the air before they go to their corner and wait for their opponents.
BM: Here come the champs!
SS: BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!
BM: Cut it out, we're on national television for Christ’s sake!
SS: Bite me you little cunt!
BM: Well if you missed Hazard, you would've seen Michelle Silva read off a letter that states that The Lopez Dynasty are indeed the champs and Terrell Ryder allowed them to defend the titles tonight!
SS: That is even more bullshit! Why does Ryder need to execute preferential treatment for those two?
BM: Well, they did win on MNW III, so technically, they do have a right to defend the belts!
SS: Fuck off! Nobody asked for your pansy like opinions!
Jimmy Wilkes: And introducing the challengers, from “Oblivion”… Weighing in at a combined weight of 661 pounds, The Reaper and The Scythe, together they are… The Dark Scorpions!
"Blackened" by Metallica hits the PA system as the crowd begins to cheer. The Dark Scorpions step from behind the curtain as the crowd cheers even more. The Reaper starts to stride calmly down the aisle while The Scythe is jumping up and down, attempting to fire up the crowd. Reaper steps over the ropes while Scythe slides in under the bottom rope. Scythe immediately goes to the top rope and starts to electrify the fans even more while Reaper tries to get himself focused on the task at hand.
BM: Here come the Dark Scorpions!
SS: Where the hell is Eric Redgate?
BM: Terrell Ryder banned him from ringside! If he or anybody else interferes in the match, they will be fired on the spot, which means that not only will Eric's contract be terminated if he interferes, but he also will be stripped of the YCW World Heavyweight Championship!
SS: Oh come the fuck on! That's fucking bullshit! I knew Terrell Ryder was biased!
BM: You are a headcase, you know that right?
SS: Go fuck yourself Brandon!
*DING! DING! DING!*
The bell rings as Phillip Mustang and The Reaper start this match up off. Phillip and Reaper lock themselves into a collar and elbow tieup... and Reaper overpowers Phillip as he face plants him to the mat with the pancake drop. As Phillip uses the turnbuckle to help him back to his feet, Reaper comes running at him and hits Phillip with a huge splash in the corner. Reaper runs at Phillip again and hits him with another huge splash and Phillip falls face first to the mat. Reaper raises his right arm in the air as the crowd gives him a mixed reaction. Reaper picks Phillip up with one hand and has him in position to hit him with a Military Press Slam, but Phillip counters it into a DDT!
Phillip crawls to his corner and tags in Danielle Lopez while Reaper tags in Scythe. Danielle starts kicking at Scythe's legs until he is in a seated position. Danielle then bounces herself off of the ropes and attempts the Shining Wizard, but Scythe ducks it and hits Danielle with a Fireman's Carry slam. Scythe makes the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
Danielle manages to kick out at the count of two! Scythe gets to his feet as he waits for Danielle to get to hers. As Danielle is up at a verticle base, Scythe nails her with a T-Bone Suplex. Scythe starts stomping on Danielle until he decides to grab her by the hair and force her to her feet. Scythe then picks Danielle up and puts her in a suplex position where he's holding her in that position for an unknown amout of time. Once he gets bored, he plants her down with the suplex. Scythe places himself on the top rope. He then attempts to hit the Frog Splash, but Danielle wisely moves out of the way and Scythe goes down on the mat in pain. Danielle this time, successfully hits Scythe with a beautifully executed Shining Wizard. She then makes the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR! NO!!!!
Scythe barely kicks out as the referee's hand goes down for the three count! Danielle waits for Scythe to get to his feet. As Scythe gets up, Danielle leaps herself onto Scythe and hits him with a Tilt-a-whirl Hurricanrana that sends Scythe to the outside of the ring. Danielle springboards herself off of the ropes and hits Scythe with a Corkscrew Diving Splash to the outside of the ring and the crowd is roaring in approval as Danielle and Scythe are down on the floor below. The referee begins the count!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
FIVE!!!!
Danielle and Scythe get to their feet and start slugging it out on the outside. Scythe goes to bash Danielle's head against the steel steps, but Danielle kicks Scythe in the gut and gets into the ring.
SIX!!!!
SEVEN!!!!
EIGHT!!!!
NINE!!!!
Scythe gets into the ring to avoid being counted out. Danielle and Scythe continue their brawl as Danielle hits Scythe with her signature Martial Arts kicks, while Scythe is hitting her with punches. Danielle goes for her finishing move, Potential Brain Damage, but Scythe ducks it and hits Danielle with a Sitout Powerbomb. Scythe then locks Danielle in a painful Scissored armbar hold. Scythe wrenches back some more as Danielle is screaming in pain. Danielle however, manages to use whatever energy she has left and she just barely gets a hold of the bottom rope. Scythe breaks the hold and just stands there in a very angry state as he waits for Danielle to get to her feet. Scythe then whips Danielle off the ropes and attempts to hit the Big Boot, but Danielle ducks it. Danielle then tries to hit a Leaping Clothesline, but Scythe ducks that attempt. Both of them run up to each other and they each hit the other with a Clothesline. Both competitors are lying down in the ring in pain as the referee begins the ten count!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
FIVE!!!!
SIX!!!!
SEVEN!!!!
EIGHT!!!!
NINE!!!!
Both competitors get to their feet before the count of ten! Scythe and Danielle start to trade blows with each other. Danielle kicks Scythe in the knee cap to bring him down a couple of notches. She then finishes Scythe off by hitting him in the mouth with a Spinning Back Fist. As Scythe gets back to his feet, Danielle springs herself off of the ropes and hits Scythe with a Springboard Roundhouse kick. Danielle then climbs on the top rope. She then flies off and attempts the Latinasault, but Scythe moves out of the way and Danielle crashes hard on to the mat. Danielle slowly makes her way to her corner and tags in her brother Phillip!
Phillip runs in and knocks Scythe down with a forearm shot. He follows with a clothesline. Phillip charges at Reaper and knocks him to the floor. Phillip turns back to Scyther and punches him into the corner. Phillip with an Irish whip, Scythe reverses it and it sends Phillip hard in the corner, Scythe charges, but Phillip moves out of the way and it causes Scythe to eat some turnbuckle. Phillip attempts the Mustang-Plex, but Scythe blocks the attempt and hits Phillip with a DDT. Scythe with the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
Danielle breaks up the cover! Reaper comes in and hits Danielle with a bicycle kick to the head. As Reaper turns around, Phillip hits him with a big time spear and Reaper immediately goes outside of the ring. Scythe comes up to Phillip from behind and puts him in the Full Nelson Position, but Phillip uses his strength to not only break the hold, but also hits Scythe with a Snapmare. By this time, Danielle recovers from the Bicycle kick and gets in the ring to make it two on one!
SS: Something's not right here Brandon!
BM: What on earth do you mean?
SS: Well, Danielle and Phillip have Scythe cornered, Reaper is down on the outside and a masked man is standing there in the crowd!
BM: Come on! I doubt the guy is going to do something!
SS: Well when that masked man comes and interferes in the match, just know that I hinted at this!
Danielle and Phillip proceed to stomp on Scythe in the corner. As that attack is going on, a masked man, jumps the barricade and blasts Reaper in the head with a metal object while the referee concentrates on what's going on in the ring. Phillip and Danielle look at the masked man with a bit of confusion and anger on their faces as they clearly wanted a match without underhanded tactics. Danielle drags Scythe to the middle of the ring as Phillip gives her the thumbs up in approval. As Scythe gets to his feet, Danielle blasts him in the head with Potential Brain Damage. On impact of the move, Phillip puts Scythe in between his legs and hits him with The Saving Grace!
BM: Mexican Demolition! MEXICAN DEMOLITION!
SS: Excuse me?
BM: When Potential Brain Damage and The Saving Grace are hit back to back, they call it the Mexican Demolition!
SS: Well it is a fitting name and it looks brutal!
BM: Cover by Mustang!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here are your winners and STILL the YCW World Tag Team Champions... The Lopez Dynasty!
The referee raises both Danielle and Phillip's hand in the air as he presents them with the YCW World Tag Team Championship belts. With a dissatisfied expression on his face, Phillip asks for a microphone, which the stagehand gives him one. Phillip wastes no time and speaks what's on his mind.
Phillip Mustang: You know, first off, I am very happy to be a champion again, because this particular title reign is very special to me because I am a champion with my baby sister Danielle, but what angers me is that some mysterious person decides upon itself to interfere in this match and just taint the importance and prestige of it. You see, both Danielle and I badly wanted to win this match fairly because as you all know, Eric Redgate and his boys cried like a bunch of girls because The Lopez Dynasty were just too tough of a challenge for them. Well Eric, anytime you and your boys feel a little froggy, we'll do battle with you again, but not for the belts because there are more deserving teams that deserve a shot at us and plus, you already had your shot.
Danielle Lopez: That's right big brother. Teams like Ballers "personal bitches" are far more deserving of the shots. I would gladly give those two a shot, because they never got a shot in the CWF, even though we all lobbied for that to happen, because management over there likes to cater to drunk retards and fat fucking whales, but just name the time and the place and we'll give you a crack at the titles and as for next week, well you'll find out soon enough on who our tag team partner is and if you didn't know that before, well now you know.
Phillip Mustang: And as far as my World Heavyweight Championship match at Battle Finale is concerned, well I personally don't care whether I have to face you Eric or whether I face Orlando Cruz, because one thing is for certain. I will walk out of the event with the title and in the process, I will become World Heavyweight Champion for the fifth time and in tribute of a close family member of mine! There are two words that comes to mind.
Danielle Lopez: Believe that.
Phillip Mustang: Exactly! Believe that.
"In the End" by Linkin Park hits the PA system as Phillip and Danielle celebrate their title defense as they socialize with the fans and raise their titles in the air.
BM: Dang!
SS: Over reactor. I want to get rid of you.
BM: Shut up.
SS: Ahem… Respect, my boy. I’d advise you to keep silent as we head towards our last match of the evening…Orlando Cruz faces Eric Redgate, for the YCW World Heavyweight Championship! Who is going to win the match? Orlando is, my man!
BM: How can you be so sure about it?
SS: Ahem…I was certified that everything was going to go the right way.
BM: Let’s see if we have a new champion as this night comes to an end…
Wrestling Extravaganza I: Electricity
The crowd cheers loudly, some pyros explode, and we’re ready for the first episode of the bi-monthly W.E. broadcast. We look around the arena, where nearly 800 people are ready to watch this show. Cut to Shannon Saint and Brandon Matthews.
BM: Good night, everybody, and welcome to Wrestle Extravaganza number one: Electricity! I’m Brandon Matthews alongside Shannon “The Saint” Saint, and, Shannon, you’ve got to be as excited as I am! We’re on TV right now!
SS: Being on WGN America is being on TV? Pfft. It’s more like a crappy radio broadcast, nobody’s watching and very few are correctly listening.
BM: That’s your opinion, I for one am proud of being here.
SS: Wait for the 0.8 rating coming up…
BM: Oh, come on! Moving on, we have an excellent card! We’ll be featuring the debuts of DTM, Dean Bates, and Darrian Quartermaine, who will be facing, respectively, Leon Marks, Freddy Givens, and Thomas Bisping!
SS: Sparringsessionpalooza! Oh god, I need to book my show.
BM: Go ahead. The “Sacred Super Sparring Session” sounds good? 4S?
SS: I’ll hover the idea to Leo. But first, let’s hear more about the card, damn it. What else is on the show?
BM: If you were informed, and not holier-than-thou bitchy, you’d know that Osiris and Rosalie will be facing for a shot at the Broadcast Title whenever they want!
SS: Rosalie’s missing, dimwit!
BM: Well, if Rosalie doesn’t make it to the show, Osiris automatically gets his title shot!
SS: That’d be great.
BM: Plus, next on the card, it’s Saint Jimmi vs an opponent YOU choose!
SS: Asshat, it looks like you’re talking to the people out there, so they could vote. I chose Jimmi’s opponent, not them.
BM: I know. I also know we’re having three title matches tonight! John Allister vs Mr. Baller, Broadcast Title on the line, The Dark Scorpions vs The Lopez Dynasty, YCW Tag Team Titles on the line, and Eric Redgate vs Orlando Cruz, our main event, for the YCW World Championship!
SS: Mr. Baller is so golden, when he wins the Broadcast Title you won’t even notice he’s wearing it--
The crowd’s attention is turned toward the stage by the beginning of "Money in the Bank" by Lil Scrappy and Young Buck.
Okay-kay-kay-kayyy, G's up, Lil Scrappy
I got money
BME (BME), money in the bank, G-Unit!
Jimmy Wilkes: Ladies and gentlemen! Please welcome to the ring at this time, the co-owner of YouTube Championship Wrestling, Terrell "Money" Ryder!
The rest of the starts playing as Terrell Ryder emerges onto the stage in a fancy black tuxedo suit, with his long black dreadlocks slicked back. He slowly walk down the ramp and pauses to look at the crowd. He then starts motioning his hands up in the air as loads of money come raining down the ceiling and into the stands so the fans can get the money. He then continues to walk down the ramp as the music continues.
I'ma get that, dough and fuck with dem, hoes
Young ladied that know me know Scrappy's a, pro
Fill up at the, bar go get a mas-sage
Find me a couple we can make it a, me-nage
You be tryin, hard but nigga don't, start
You be doin shit is gon' get you to the, morgue
I go get that, paper a mega fuckin watch
I be pullin out knots, that can buy me a, yacht
SS: Who’s this asswit to interrupt me?
BM: Your boss, who can fire you for this.
SS: *AWKWARD SILENCE*
Terrell then slaps hands with a few of the fans while the chorus plays.
I got money in the bank (yea)
shawty what you drank
I got money in the bank (yea)
shawty what you drank
I got money in the bank (yea)
shawty what you drank
Terrell climbs into the ring and grabs a microphone. He then starts to speak as the music dies down completely.
Terrell Ryder: Hello YCW fanbase!
The crowd frantically cheers.
Terrell Ryder: When I helped start this company with Leo Hawkins, I never imagined that it would grow this fast in three months. For starters, you have big names such as Eric Redgate, Danielle Lopez, Phillip Mustang, Osiris and Mr. Baller carving out their place in this company, while the young cats such as John Allister, Frankie Jones and Orlando Cruz are finding their own way and who can forget the newest stars to this company such as, DTM, "Dynamite" Dean Bates, "Mr. Intensity" Kerry Collins and Shaggy "Mr. 420" among others who have signed with us. I...
"Mr. Baller" by Royce da 5'9" hits throughout the arena as Mr. Baller stands on the ramp, dressed in a suit, while C-Note and Mick Ryans stand beside him while the crowd boos the living hell out of them.
Mr. Baller: Let me get this right, you're naming off all the talent that you've assembled for Baller Championship Wrestling, right?
Terrell Ryder: I believe this is YouTube Championship Wrestling, idiot.
Mr. Baller: Whatever.
The fans start booing Baller and his crew.
Mr. Baller: Hey, here's an idea. Why don't all of you idiotic fans just choke on a dick and be quiet!
The fans start booing some more and Mr. Baller just soaks it all in.
Mr. Baller: Now where was I. Oh yeah, You have assembled talent for Baller Championship Wrestling, but why praise them when they're going to be nothing but second and third fiddle to the greatest group known to man... Team fucking Baller!
Terrell Ryder: I think you've taken way too many pain killers man. Team Baller is not even a blip on the radar as far as the greatest group goes. You don't deserve to be in the same breath as Da Xtreme Dynasty.
Mr. Baller: That's where you're wrong you Bob Marley look a like bitch, because I was the one who ended James Baker's career and put him on the shelf for good, which I claim that as my proudest achievement because James is nothing without me and honestly, he had his time in the spotlight!
Terrell Ryder: And yet, that's coming from somebody whose hair looks like a poodle's ass. James is ten times better than you ever will be.
Mr. Baller: Whatever you say bitch.
Terrell Ryder: Do you remember that six man tag team match that you proposed last week?
Mr. Baller: Yeah. What about it smart guy?
Terrell Ryder: Well, it is official. All three members of Team Baller will compete in a six person tag team match as your opponents are The Lopez Dynasty and a partner of their choosing.
Mr. Baller: That's fine with me, but I want to know, just who is the unlucky mother fucker that they chose to be losers, alongside them?
Terrell Ryder: That I cannot tell you, but what I can say is that this guy will leave you in a whole lot of pain if you're not careful.
Mr. Baller: Whatever man, because tonight, I will walk out with the Broadcast title and add even more prestigue to the great name known as Mr. Baller.
All three members of Team Baller leave the stage in an array of boos from the crowd.
Terrell Ryder: Before I was rudely fucking interrupted. Not only do we have a lot of great talent on the in-ring side of things, but we also have a new addition to the backstage roster. Now it's no secret that Michelle Silva is the only backstage reporter that we have here and she works her fingers to the bone to report the best news possible. She is a very phenomenal talent and in more ways than one if you know what I mean... Anyways, I added another backstage talent to help work with Michelle and lighten the pressure that she has on her, and this addition will add a wrestler’s perspective on things and this person writes a column called The Pimp Chronicles that is exclusive to the official YCW website. Please, without further ado, I give to you all, the newest addition to the YCW family, he is the legendary... "Da Xtreme Gangsta" James Baker!
"Hail Mary" by 2Pac hits throughout the arena and the crowd immediately jumps to their feet as they clearly know who he is. James Baker walks onto the stage, with his blonde hair spiked up while he's dressed up in a White Buttoned Down shirt, Blue Jeans, Black Boots, his half of the WZCW World Tag Team Championship on his left shoulder and a Sling and Cast on his right arm, as it was broken in his final ever televised match.
BM: Well alright. I'm excited for this addition!
SS: I'm hiding under the table!
BM: Why?
SS: He's a fucking psycho and i'm sure he knows that I think Danielle Lopez is just that god damn sexy!
BM: How about I call him over here then?
SS: Shut up!
BM: Well for those of you who do not know, In addition to writing The Pimp Chronicles, James Baker is a very accomplished wrestler. He is one of the more accomplished wrestlers in ECCW history, he's a former CWF Unified Champion, a former WZCW Mayhem Champion and one half of the WZCW World Tag Team Champions with Mr. Baller!
SS: Baller carried him to a title?
BM: I think it was the other way around!
SS: Ha! I'll believe that when I see it!
James walks down the ramp and slaps the hands of all of his adoring fans. Once he's done, he then walks up the steel steps and gets into the ring. He shakes Terrell's hand before he grabs a microphone.
James Baker: What it do YCW fans?
The crowd goes insane for James Baker.
James Baker: Now, now. I know it's very painful for all of you guys to see me with my right arm in a cast, with a sling attached to it, but hey, the important thing is... is that I retired with some dignity intact and if I had to go out in anyway possible, well I would go out knowin' that I gave it everything I had just so you guys can enjoy the show.
The crowd starts up a "Thank You James" chant!
James Baker: I noticed that some of y'all have read the first edition of The Pimp Chronicles and even more, i'm glad that a lot of y'all like it and to assure all of you, tune into the second edition for more hard hittin' action that's served in your homes all across the world and i'll definitely tell things like they need to be told, but in addition to writin' the Chronicles on a weekly basis, i'm also going to be hostin' a new talk show called Gangsta Talk, which will premier real soon and i'll have my first guest be a surprise for you all. So yeah, tune in to see the first episode of Gangsta Talk.
The crowd then cheers again for James.
James Baker: Now ever since I announced my retirement from in-ring competition, I have had people asking me, Why James? Why would you retire at this stage of your career when you still have so much to prove? Well you see, I retired not because of this unfortunate injury, but unlike some in-ring competitors out there and you know damn well who you are, I know when my time has past and well, it's not my time anymore. I have done all that I can do and it was time for me to hang up my black dickies, my bandanas and my wristbands and call it a career.
I also know that there is no desire for me to be in the ring, due to the unstableness that companies like the CWF or Supreme Championship Wrestling as it's now called and the even more unstable Violent Society as they would rather cater to no talent hacks like Niko TaDa, some cunts called The Elect, some fuckin' faggot who wants to know the size of my god damn package, even though it's clear as mother fuckin' day that I am married to a WOMAN, other douche bags and even that racist bigot Jake Norton, instead of real talent like myself, Rob Osbourne and yes... that includes Terry Richards. Well that was extremely difficult for me to praise that fuckin' asshole, but he's a hell of a lot better than what is being coddled and pampered over there, but it's all over with now as I am free at last. Free at fuckin' last.
The crowd starts up a "Free at Last" chant!
James Baker: However, with that bein' said. When Terrell called me and told me he needed somebody to take the heavy load off of Michelle Silva, I told him that I would help out and it's not only because I want to provide a wrestlers perspective on things, but I want to help YouTube Championship Wrestling become the best fuckin' product there is and we will be the best on all aspects of the game and that's that and nothin' more, believe that.
"Money in the Bank" plays as James Baker and Terrell Ryder exit the ring together. They walk up and start slapping hands with the fans at ringside. They then pose on the ramp together before they walk backstage.
BM: What a way to kick off the show with the debut of James Baker!
SS: He's not wrestling anymore, so it doesn't matter to me!
BM: I think it does! He's a cool guy and millions and millions of people around the world love him to death!
SS: Well I for one hate him! If Danielle Lopez had any sense, she would leave him and find a real man!
BM: Well I doubt she would do that! They are in love!
SS: Fuck you!
BM: No thank you! I don't take offers from guys! Anyways, our first match of the night is up next! Let's send it to Jimmy Wilkes for the introductions!
Jimmy Wilkes: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing team number one first, making his return to wrestling, as well as making his YouTube Championship Wrestling debut, from Birmingham, England, weighing in at 300 pounds, DTM!
"Young Grow Old" by Creed hits as DTM walks onto entrance, raises arms as he turns and fireworks go off. Walks down the ramp pumping the crowd up before entering the ring, climbing the turn buckle, raisinjg his arms again as fireworks go off behind him.
SS: DTM is one big dude!
BM: He's no slouch in that ring. He is a two time WCF World Heavyweight Champions and a Five time WCF World Tag Team Champion!
SS: He also won the 2008 WCF Tournament!
BM: An impressive force makes his YCW debut. Now we await his partner!
Jimmy Wilkes: And introducing his tag team partner, also making his return to wrestling, as well as also making his YouTube Championship Wrestling debut, from Manchester, England, weighing in at 235 pounds, "Dynamite" Dean Bates!
"Sadist Ways" by Watch Them Die as Dean Bates walks out, arms raised high in the 'rock star' symbols. jogs down the ramp, slapping fans hands as he passes before sliding into the ring. Walks to the near side ropes and stands on them as a fountain of fireworks goes off behind him with his arms raised high.
BM: And this ladies and gentlemen, is DTM's long time tag team partner and best friend, "Dynamite" Dean Bates!
SS: I would hate to be the other tag teams in this company! These guys are fucking impressive!
BM: Well be glad you're not their opponents!
SS: Sparring Session here we come!
Jimmy Wilkes: And introducing their opponents, at a combined weight of 435 pounds, Leon Marks and Freddy Givens, together they are, JINXED!
"Feel Good Inc." by the Gorillaz plays. Freddy Givens and his partner, Leon Marks, come out and shyly wave to the crowd. They make their way to the ring and once they're in, they're scared shitless on the sight of their opponents.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DTM quickly starts the match by locking a collar and elbow tie-up on Leon Marks and driving him to the canvas with a devastating mat slam. DTM picks Leon up and throws him to the other side of the ring like a rag doll. DTM picks Leon up and let's him stand there all dazed and confused, until he knocks him down with a terrific big boot to the face. He and Bates clearly realize that they're in complete control of the match as they play up to the crowd. DTM smirks at the fallen Leon Marks, realizing that he doesn't got a chance in hell. DTM picks him up and nails him with the DTM driver. DTM makes the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DTM breaks the cover as he gets off of Leon! DTM tags Dean Bates into the match. Bates wastes no time as he hits Leon with the Dropkick. Bates pumps up the crowd before he hits Leon with the Rolling Thunder. Bates then goes to the top turnbuckle and waits for Leon to turn around. As Leon turns around, Bates hits Leon with the Diving Clothesline and the crowd is on their feet in approval.
SS: Can you say, SPARRING SESSION!
BM: This might as well be DTM and Dean Bates vs two stuffed animals! Who inspired Leon Marks and Freddy Givens anyways?
SS: Kyle Sync! Nuff said!
BM: For once, I will have to agree with you!
SS: It's like hell has frozen over here!
Dean Bates picks Leon up and drives him hard into the turnbuckle. Bates starts pounding on Leon in the corner repeatedly. He puts all of his force into the attack, which the referee has no choice, but to do the five count, Bates breaks the count at four. As Leon gets out of the corner, Bates picks him up and drives him down with a mat slam of his own. Bates locks Leon in the front facelock, but Freddy Givens comes in and breaks it up. DTM comes into the ring and hits Givens with a big boot to the face, that sends him flying out of the ring. Bates waits for Leon to get up. As Leon gets to his feet, he plants him face first with the Complete Shot!
BM: I believe he calls that the Flatline!
SS: This sparring session is over!
BM: COVER by Bates!!!!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here are your winners, DTM and Dean Bates!
DTM and Dean Bates celebrate their victory while Marks and Givens are writhing in pain on the ground.
BM: What an impressive showing by Ultimate Force!
SS: Wait! That's their team name?
BM: Yeah!
SS: And you didn't mention this to me earlier, why?
BM: I didn't think it mattered. I...
Shannon Saint backhands Brandon Matthews in the mouth.
SS: Asshat! Next time, inform me about these things, otherwise, i'll break your jaw!
BM: Wait a minute! What are these guys doing here?
SS: Ha! I love it! Kick their fucking ass Baller!
Mr. Baller, C-Note and Mick Ryans all hit the ring and start beating down DTM and Dean Bates. C-Note hits DTM with the replica Broadcast Championship belt. Mick Ryans hits Dean Bates with a Jumping Complete Shot. Mr. Baller immediately runs up to DTM and hits the Buzzerbeater. C-Note grabs a tazer gun and starts tazing Dean Bates nonstop. Mick Ryans gets Leon Marks and Freddy Givens back into the ring. All three members of Team Baller start wrapping some rope around the necks of Marks and Givens.
Mr. Baller: See this Ryder? This is the start of the Baller takeover and once every cheap piece of crap is taken out, well the company will then transform itself into Baller Championship Wrestling and of course, the star of that promotion will no doubt be... ME!
C-Note and Mick Ryans get on their hands and knees and start worshiping Mr. Baller.
Mr. Baller: Remember Terrell, Da Xtreme Faggots and everybody else. The era of Baller will start real soon and you better believe that!
C-Note and Mick Ryans hold down the ropes for Baller before they all get out of the ring while Freddy Givens, Leon Marks, DTM and Dean Bates are still laid out.
*Commercial Break*
BM: Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen…And, yup, these live fans have just witnessed the debut of Asphyxiation! Asphyxiation is a thrash metal band, alive since 2001, headed by Shannon Hayes, who has had a short wrestling stint of his own!
SS: He had two matches in AWF, goddamnit! That’s not a stint, that’s careericide.
BM: Anyways, he plays incredibly good music, and the fans were pleased to see this lovely performance during the commercial break!
SS: It’s another reason to buy a YCW show ticket. Other than seeing me, of course, but I realize I’m only 80% of the center of the show. Why? Because I’ve got a partial, occasional catchphrase, which fits well with our next match… SPARRING SESSION!
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, already in the ring, YCW Developmental’s Thomas Bisping.
(A few, but little cheers erupt)
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 245 pounds, “The Outlet” Darian Quartermaine!
“It Really Don’t Matter" hits the sound systems as the arena darkens with a blue hue of light emanating from the entrance ramp. Smoke covers the entrance way as a figure is seen with his back turned towards the crowd. The figure covers his head with the hood of his jacket. The lights start flashing back on as the figure lifts his hood off and reveals himself as The Outlet. He confidently paces his way towards the ring, badmouthing some of the fans as he does so. He sometimes challenges a fan to hit him by giving them a free shot at his chin before pretending to hit the fan, causing them to flinch, which he laughs at as he enters the ring. He poses on all four turnbuckles and just takes in all the boos that he is receiving since it really don't matter to him like his song suggests. He takes of his pair of sunglasses and tosses it aside along with his jacket before prepping up and taking a few verbal jabs at his opponent.
As the bell is about to ring, “Mr. Baller” by Royce da 5'9" hits the arena and as both Quartermaine and Bisping wait at the ring ropes, perplexed as to what is going to happen, Team Baller along with Mr. Baller come from the stands and attack the two men with steel chair. Ryans goes after Bisping and quickly hits a bulldog on him, Baller then heads to the top rope and hits The Buzzerbeater.
BM: What is going on here?
SS: I don’t know but Team Baller is out here with a vengeance.
As C-Note works on Quartermaine in a brawl, Quartermaine looks to get control but out of nowhere, Baller comes through with a chock block. He then slams Quartermaine into the chair, followed by The Game Changer. Quartermaine is tapping out, but it doesn’t do anything. Baller heads to the top ropes for the Buzzerbeater, but the Lopez Dynasty comes out to try and make the save, but The Baller’s quickly leave the ring through the stands.
BM: Team Baller just cost a match from happening, what is going on?
SS: So, they both got owned! Oh, wow. Lopez family, you’ve ruined my fun. Thou shall haveth no recommendeth to thy bosseth.
BM: What the hell are you saying?
SS: Ye olde archaic English.
BM: Anyways, what a squash for both men! That was, wow, carnage to the max! Sparring session my ass!
SS: It was a sparring session, dimwit! A sparring session for the Ballers, that is!
BM: Well, we are ready for our next bout Shannon, and this one should
be a doozie.
SS: I just realized something Brandon - your initials are BM.
BM: And you have a girl's name, big deal.
SS: Well lookie what we have here...somebody's grown a pair since our
last broadcast!
BM: Can we please just call this match?
SS: If you can stop being a whiny little bitch, I'm sure we could get
around to it.
BM: You're an imbecile. Fans, this match is going to pit Rosalie against Osiris is what should surely be a fantastic bout!
SS: Really? Fantastic bout? Between a five foot six, hundred and thirty pound chick getting mauled by a six foot four, two hundred and fifty pound machine. Yeah...REALLY fantastic there BM.
BM: Let's get to the announcer for the introductions...
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, our next match is scheduled for one fall. First, making her way to the ring from Miami, Florida standing five feet, six inches and weighing in at one hundred and thirty-five pounds..."The Iron Maiden".....ROSALIE!
'Fallin Rain' by Crashdiet plays through the PA and the crowd gives a modest pop for the south Florida native. She poses at the top of the ramp then makes her way to the ring.
Ring Announcer: And her opponent, hailing from Baltimore, Maryland, standing six feet, four inches and weighing in at two hundred and fourty-eight pounds..."The Dark Cloud"...OSIRIS!!!!!
"It's Dark & Hell Is Hot" by DMX hits the sound system with ominous bells sounding and the arena is instantly plunged into darkness. The lights start to flicker ice blue erratically as thick smoke fills the stage. A single spotlight follows Osiris as he walks slowly to the top of the ramp, receiving intense booing from the crowd as he looks round the building, his face grim. Dressed in a long black open coat, black pants with grey symbols and black boots, Osiris moves down the ramp. He glances at the jeering fans either side of him and shakes his head in disgust, a snarl across his face. He reaches the ring and climbs up the steel steps and through the ropes. The referee takes the coat to ringside while Osiris stands still on the right
side of the ring, eyes fixed on Rosalie.
SS: The time for talking is done Brandon and these two are ready for the opening bell!
**DING DING DING**
BM: And Osiris just stands firm in the center of the ring, arms crossed, smile on his face, waiting for the smaller Rosalie to make a move.
SS: And she does just, circling around and moving in for a tie up, but Osiris grabs her by the hair and sends her past him into the turnbuckle. Ouch!
BM: Osiris laughs and jogs in place as Rosalie gets back to her feet. She's angry now Shannon, and hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
SS: HEY! Relax tough guy, this is a family show. He used her own momentum to send her into the ringpost; he didn't scorn her.
BM: That's not what I....you know what? Nevermind. Rosalie with a determined look on her face moves back in for a tie up, and Osiris reached out and palms her head. She's swinging lefts and rights wildly, but they all fail to miss their mark as Osiris is holding her at bay.
SS: Adding insult to injury he fakes a yawn and looks at his wrist where a watch would be in a mocking fashion. He lets go of her head and she comes flying at him...ADVERSE EFFECT!!!
BM: That's Osiris's trademark snap DDT. It typically signals the end....and he locks in the Unatural Selection....and she taps quickly.
SS: Smart move on her part. She didn't stand a chance from jump street.
BM: But she didn't back down either. That speaks volumes about her right there. Sure, the odds were stacked against her, she was put into a match where she stood about as good of a chance in beating Osiris as you would in keeping a real job Saint, but she still went out there and fought the match hard.
SS: I'm sorry...are we watching the same show? Fought hard? She didn't even land a single move and he dropped her in three seconds. How is that fighting her match?
BM: I'm not going there with you again.
*Commercial Break*
BM: What a nice rendition that was! An all instrumental solo by Asphyxiation, called “Deep Fried”, from their upcoming album, Thunderfucked!
SS: THUNDERFUCKED?! BWAHAHAHA!!!
BM: Laugh all you want, nobody gives a damn. Anyway, this could be a very fitting theme for some YCW programming!
SS: You’ve been thunderfucked…Yeah, yeah, yeah, thunderfucked!
BM: Shut up, and just get off this announce table.
SS: Yeah, like you’re the boss of me…
BM: Seriously, you should get up, Saint Jimmi’s match is coming up now…
Shannon gets up without a word and watches at ringside as “Awake and Alive” by Skillet plays and Saint Jimmi comes out, nervously going down the aisle. He slides under the bottom rope, as Shannon Saint climbs the steel steps to get on his face.
SS: Hey there, no-Saint bastard.
Saint Jimmi, annoyed, pushes him away, but Shannon Saint gets on his face.
SS: Don’t push around a man who is older than you. Listen, kid, I think you already know that I’m going to get you a huge man to beat the holy hell out of you. And that man, is my latest partner, he’s...THE ENFORCER!
“Mors Principium Est” by Inhumanity blasts in the PA system as the crowd boos very wildly. The Enforcer comes out, no smirk on his face, and enters the ring right away as the bell is rung.
*DING DING DING*
The Enforcer starts delivering wild blows to Saint Jimmi, knocking him flat into his back. The Enforcer keeps his succession of wild strikes, that Saint Jimmi can’t get rid of, and now starts choking him until the referee forces him to stop. Enforcer grabs Jimmi’s neck once more, driving him down with a powerful chokeslam. Enforcer pulls up Saint Jimmi and drives him down with a sick spinebuster. Enforcer taunts, picks up Jimmi, and drives him down with the always potent Switchblade. He covers Jimmi…
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!
*DING DING DING*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here’s your winner…The Enforcer!
Despite the match already being over, The Enforcer continues to beat down Jimmi, pummeling away with his own two hands. Shannon goes to the outside, and picks a steel chain from underneath the ring. He comes back to the ring and nails Jimmi with the chain. He uses the chain to lock Jimmi’s arms while Enforcer keeps destroying him. Shannon gets a table, and sets it up in the center of the ring. Saint helps The Enforcer to lift Jimmi up…
BM: NO NO NO! AWW GOD!
Saint Jimmi is driven through the table with a sick Switchblade. Jimmi is busted wide open and knocked out. EMTs rush in to take out Jimmi in a stretcher, as The Enforcer leaves and Shannon sits back on his chair.
BM: Poor Jimmi…
SS: Fuck Jimmi, that asshole!
BM: Up next, we have some brutal action coming up! A Broadcast Championship match…How is Allister STILL undefeated?
SS: Simple formula, he’s better than you.
BM: Umpf.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is a Falls Count Anywhere Street Fight match and it is scheduled for one fall and it is for the YCW BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at 236 pounds... He is the current YCW Broadcast Champion, JOHN "MISTER ANARCHY" ALLISTER!
"No One Gets Left Behind" by Five Finger Death Punch erupts through the PA as John Allister makes his way to the ring with the YCW Broadcast Championship slinged on his right shoulder. He walks down the ramp and slide under the ropes. He sits up on the top turnbuckle and looks towards the ramp, waiting for his opponent as he raises the title in the air.
BM: A Falls Count Anywhere Street Fight match?
SS: Wow! You're not kidding! This is going to be extreme!
Jimmy Wilkes: And introducing the challenger... being accompanied to the ring by C-Note and Mick Ryans, from Miami, Florida... weighing in at 210 pounds, he is Mr. Baller!
Mr. Baller's music hits and out come C-Note and Mick Ryans. Mr. Baller then appears and both men take a knee and bow to Mr. Baller. They then walk down the ramp together. As they hit the ring. Team Baller goes and sits on the ropes and allows Mr. Baller into the ring. The 3 then pose to the crowd in the middle of the ring.
BM: Really? Does he have to bring them out here with him?
SS: Awww! What's the matter? You scurred that they will beat the crap out of Allister?
BM: This is not right!
SS: Grow a set of balls and just deal with it you pussy!
*DING! DING! DING!*
As the bell rings. Mr. Baller wastes little time in going after Allister. Baller backs Allister into the corner and the referee has to physically force Baller to break, so Allister can get out of the corner. Baller breaks, but not before he slaps Allister right across the face. Baller then attempts to hit the clothesline, but Allister instead hits Baller with the Drop Toe Hold that sends him crashing face first into the turnbuckle. Allister places himself on top of Baller as he delivers a series of punches to the head. Allister grabs Baller and hits him with an Overhead Suplex. Cover by Allister!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
Baller kicks out at two! Allister drags Baller in the middle of the ring and locks him in an Armbar submission hold. As Allister locks the hold in tighter, Mick Ryans jumps on the apron to distract the referee. C-Note comes in and hits Allister in the head with a steel chain, which causes Baller to get free of the hold!
BM: Come on! This ain't right!
SS: HA! I love it! This is brilliant!
BM: It's a damn shame is what it is!
SS: Yeah, but it's completely legal though! Cover him Baller! COVER HIM!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR!!!! NO!!!!
Allister just barely kicks out! Baller gets up to his feet and argues with the ref about the recent cover. He pushes the referee, but this proves to be costly as Allister hits Baller with a Lariat from behind. Allister looks up at Baller and allows him to get to his feet. Allister and Baller lock up with each other as Baller locks Allister in a Modified Sleeper hold. Allister pushes Baller off of him. Baller bounces off the ropes and Allister hits him with a huge back body drop. Baller goes on the top rope and waits for Allister to get to his feet. Once Allister gets to his feet, Baller flies off the top rope and attempts the Diving Crossbody, but Allister catches him and hits him with the Fallaway Slam. Allister covers him!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!!
BM: So close!
SS: Come on Baller! This is your time! Show the world that you're better than James Baker!
BM: You know Baker is the better wrestler, even though he is officially retired!
SS: Shut up asshole! Don't make me get Terry Richards after you!
Allister picks up Baller and goes for the Death Valley Driver, he grabs Baller round the neck to turn it into a cutter, but Baller pushes him off and throws him off. Allister gets back up and charges at Baller, but Baller holds down the ropes and Allister goes flying out the ring. Allister gets up and Baller attempts to hit him with a Suicide Dive between the ropes, but Allister throws the chair at him and Baller crashes down onto the mat! Allister covers him!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
Baller just barely kicks out! Allister looks under the ring to grab a weapon. He picks up a spare tire that was originally used for a 2000 Ford Explorer. Allister runs at Baller and hits him with the rubber end of the tire and Baller is busted open badly. Allister grabs Baller's head and repeately slams it down onto the steel steps to make him bleed some more. Allister then gets Baller up and puts his head between his legs for the Piledriver, but C-Note and Mick Ryans attack Allister from behind with lead pipes. C-Note and Ryans lift Allister up for Baller to grind his forehead with a cheese grater. Allister is busted open as Baller and company have an evil expression on their faces. Baller goes for the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!! NO!!!!
BM: Allister miraculously kicks out as the referee's hand was going down for the three count!
SS: Come on you shitty ref! Are you fucking blind?
BM: You knew damn well that he kicked out!
SS: I wasn't asking you, now was I? Dumb fucking moron!
All three members of Team Baller pick Allister up and roll him back into the ring. Baller grabs various weapons and throws them in the ring before he gets in as well. Baller then places a garbage can across Allister's body before he goes on to the top rope. Baller then hits Allister with the Moonsault onto the trash can. Baller immediately covers Allister!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
SS: What the hell was that ref?
BM: Allister kicked out again Saint!
SS: It's garbage! Baller should've won! Plain and simple!
Baller looks at the referee with anger on his face. He then picks Allister up and places him in position for the Swinging Neckbreaker, but Allister blocks the attempt. Baller goes to try it again, but not only does Allister blocks it, but he turns the reversal into a huge Snap DDT and both men are now prone on the mat!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
FIVE!!!!
SIX!!!!
SEVEN!!!!
EIGHT!!!!
NINE!!!!
Both Allister and Baller get to their feet before the count of ten! They immediately start trading blows with one another until Allister hits a powerful shot to Baller's jaw. Allister hits another shot to Baller, which sends him flying to the outside. Allister gets out of the ring as well and starts a fury of attacks on Baller. Allister picks Baller up and slams him onto the announcers table!
BM: Good god! The brawl is right here on our announce table!
SS: That's the beauty of these type of matches! They will go anywhere and there are truly no limits!
Allister sees Baller laying down on the table in pain as he immediately goes to the top turnbuckle. After looking around the arena, Allister flies off of the turnbuckle and crashes onto Baller with a huge Frog Splash and both men go through the announce table. Both men are exhausted and lay next to each other on top of the broken pieces of the table! The referee goes to check on the two and a medic rushes to the ring from the back to check on them as well!
After a few minutes of laying there, Allister and Baller both stagger to their feet at the same time. Baller punches Allister in the head several times before he drops him on the ground with a Suplex. Baller then goes under the ring and grabs a table. He sets the table up before he places Allister on the table. Baller then sees a ladder and sets it up near the table. He climbs atop of the ladder as he looks down on Allister. Baller dives off the ladder, attempting the 450 Splash, but Allister moves out of the way and Baller crashes through the table!
BM: Baller is down and out as he crashed and burned through that table!
SS: Come on Baller! You can do this!
Baller slowly gets to his feet, as does Allister. Ryans attempts to hit Allister with the clothesline, but Allister ducks and Ryans instead hits Baller. Ryans has a sudden look of shock on his face, but Allister disposes of him as he hits Ryans with the reverse verticle suplex. C-Note comes running in and tries to attack Allister, but Allister quickly hits him with the big boot. Suddenly, Allister's best friend David James comes through the crowd and blasts Baller in the head with the steel chair. Allister notices this as he picks Baller up on his shoulders and after a short delay, he nails him with the Killer. Allister makes the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner and STILL YCW Broadcast Champion! John "Mister......
BM: What's the hell is this?
Osiris comes from the crowd and jumps over the barricade as he nails Allister from behind with a Lariat. David James comes after Osiris, but Osiris nails him with the STO. Osiris waits for Allister to get up. As Allister gets up, Osiris picks Allister up and plants him down on the ground with the Inverted Death Valley Driver that he calls Intrinsic Evil. Osiris grabs the YCW Broadcast Championship and stares at it with pure intensity in his eyes. He drops it down onto Allister's prone body before he kicks him a few times in the ribs for good measure. Osiris leaves the area with an evil expression on his face as the crowd boos him.
BM: What an impact to the new number one contender to the Broadcast Championship! Wow!
SS: What if Osiris is the first person ever to defeat Allister? He’s undefeated too! When these two clash…It’s going to be streak vs streak too! WOW!
*Commercial Break*
BM: Well, welcome back, we’ve got two more matches still left for all you fans worldwide… So before we cut to our Tag Team Championship match, let’s go backstage, with Phillip and Danielle!
The scene opens up to the backstage area where Kevin Styles, J.T. Banks and Danielle Lopez are conversating with each other.
Kevin Styles: So, you get to have your very first title defense, huh?
Danielle Lopez: Yup and I for one am so excited.
J.T. Banks: It's like the old saying goes, it's a lot harder to keep that belt, than it is to win it. Hell, you remember that very well when you managed us to win the CWF World Tag Team Titles.
Danielle Lopez: I still remember that night like it was yesterday. That fat fucking whale had what was coming to her when I crushed her face and her throat on a couple of occasions.
Kevin Styles: We can thank Izzy for the help back there.
J.T. Banks: Speaking of Izzy, did you know that he signed with YouTube Championship Wrestling?
Kevin Styles: No way! Really?
J.T. Banks: You bet your ass he did.
Kevin Styles: Aww yeah. Da Xtreme Dynasty is coming at full force again. We're taking over another company.
Danielle Lopez: If only James was here.
Phillip Mustang walks into the room.
Phillip Mustang: Did somebody wish James was here with us?
Danielle Lopez: Yes I did.
Phillip Mustang: Well, I was going to keep this a surprise for all of us, but...
Kevin Styles: You got our boy back.
Phillip Mustang: Yes and no.
J.T. Banks: What you mean by that.
Phillip Mustang: Guys! He's retired now and he's in a cast as his right arm was shattered off the bone, but he is here. Come on in man...
James Baker walks into the locker room with a huge smile on his face.
James Baker: Did you mother fuckers miss me or what?
They all engage in a group hug before James takes a seat by Danielle.
Kevin Styles: So, how's retirement?
James Baker: Fuckin' fantastic. I am enjoyin' it to the fullest and most importantly, I can watch the kids grow up into decent adults.
Danielle Lopez: It's true. He's more helpful around the house.
James Baker: Indeed it is! So, are you two psyched for tonight?
Phillip Mustang: Of course! It's a title defense after all.
James Baker: Kind've reminds me of The Driveby Express.
Phillip Mustang: It does.
James Baker: Now y'all better go out there and kick some fuckin' heads in. Y'all got me.
Phillip Mustang: Loud and clear!
Phillip Mustang grabs his half of the tag team titles and leaves the room. Kevin and J.T. also leave the room, which leaves Danielle and James all alone in the room together.
James Baker: Now baby, I got some things that I want to tell you one on one.
Danielle Lopez: What is it?
James Baker: One, it feels really good to be here with you and Phillip. Two, I knew you would be a champion in this profession, i'm glad all of the hard work that you put in have paid dividens and bring you a championship. Three, it's a hell of a lot harder to keep the belt, than it is to win it and one last thing before you go out there.
James puts his free arm on Danielle's shoulders and he then gives her a long and passionate kiss on her lips.
James Baker: Go out there and kick some fuckin' ass. I love you!
Danielle Lopez: I love you too James and don't worry. I will kick somebody's fucking head in, believe that.
Danielle gives James a kiss on the lips and she grabs her championship belt and leaves the locker room, while James smiles on in approval. The camera then switches back to the announcers.
BM: Well, that was interesting!
SS: Come on! Those two need to get a room!
BM: ...Anyways, can you feel the electricity in the air?
SS: I can feel it alright! There is another championship match and I believe that this one is going to tear the house down!
BM: Are you serious?
SS: Of course! What's even better is that I get the pleasure of watching Danielle Lopez perform! God damn she is hot!
BM: I'll tell James Baker what you just said!
SS: You wouldn't!
BM: Oh, I so would! I know James would take great pleasure in beating your ass to shreds!
SS: Yeah... whatever you say nerd!
Jimmy Wilkes: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the YCW World Tag Team Championships! Making their way to the ring at this time. At a combined wight of 384 pounds... They are the current YCW Tag Team Champions of the World, Phillip Mustang and "The Lethal Latina" Danielle Lopez... Together they are The Lopez Dynasty!
"In the End" by Linkin Park hits throughout the arena as Danielle Lopez does her poses on the ramp while Phillip Mustang flexes his muscles behind her. They then give each other a hug before walking down the ramp. They start high-fiving the fans in the front row before they enter the ring. As they slide into the ring, Danielle starts doing her signature cheerleader poses in the middle of the ring while Phillip does a quick prayer. They then go to the top rope and raise their titles in the air before they go to their corner and wait for their opponents.
BM: Here come the champs!
SS: BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!
BM: Cut it out, we're on national television for Christ’s sake!
SS: Bite me you little cunt!
BM: Well if you missed Hazard, you would've seen Michelle Silva read off a letter that states that The Lopez Dynasty are indeed the champs and Terrell Ryder allowed them to defend the titles tonight!
SS: That is even more bullshit! Why does Ryder need to execute preferential treatment for those two?
BM: Well, they did win on MNW III, so technically, they do have a right to defend the belts!
SS: Fuck off! Nobody asked for your pansy like opinions!
Jimmy Wilkes: And introducing the challengers, from “Oblivion”… Weighing in at a combined weight of 661 pounds, The Reaper and The Scythe, together they are… The Dark Scorpions!
"Blackened" by Metallica hits the PA system as the crowd begins to cheer. The Dark Scorpions step from behind the curtain as the crowd cheers even more. The Reaper starts to stride calmly down the aisle while The Scythe is jumping up and down, attempting to fire up the crowd. Reaper steps over the ropes while Scythe slides in under the bottom rope. Scythe immediately goes to the top rope and starts to electrify the fans even more while Reaper tries to get himself focused on the task at hand.
BM: Here come the Dark Scorpions!
SS: Where the hell is Eric Redgate?
BM: Terrell Ryder banned him from ringside! If he or anybody else interferes in the match, they will be fired on the spot, which means that not only will Eric's contract be terminated if he interferes, but he also will be stripped of the YCW World Heavyweight Championship!
SS: Oh come the fuck on! That's fucking bullshit! I knew Terrell Ryder was biased!
BM: You are a headcase, you know that right?
SS: Go fuck yourself Brandon!
*DING! DING! DING!*
The bell rings as Phillip Mustang and The Reaper start this match up off. Phillip and Reaper lock themselves into a collar and elbow tieup... and Reaper overpowers Phillip as he face plants him to the mat with the pancake drop. As Phillip uses the turnbuckle to help him back to his feet, Reaper comes running at him and hits Phillip with a huge splash in the corner. Reaper runs at Phillip again and hits him with another huge splash and Phillip falls face first to the mat. Reaper raises his right arm in the air as the crowd gives him a mixed reaction. Reaper picks Phillip up with one hand and has him in position to hit him with a Military Press Slam, but Phillip counters it into a DDT!
Phillip crawls to his corner and tags in Danielle Lopez while Reaper tags in Scythe. Danielle starts kicking at Scythe's legs until he is in a seated position. Danielle then bounces herself off of the ropes and attempts the Shining Wizard, but Scythe ducks it and hits Danielle with a Fireman's Carry slam. Scythe makes the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
Danielle manages to kick out at the count of two! Scythe gets to his feet as he waits for Danielle to get to hers. As Danielle is up at a verticle base, Scythe nails her with a T-Bone Suplex. Scythe starts stomping on Danielle until he decides to grab her by the hair and force her to her feet. Scythe then picks Danielle up and puts her in a suplex position where he's holding her in that position for an unknown amout of time. Once he gets bored, he plants her down with the suplex. Scythe places himself on the top rope. He then attempts to hit the Frog Splash, but Danielle wisely moves out of the way and Scythe goes down on the mat in pain. Danielle this time, successfully hits Scythe with a beautifully executed Shining Wizard. She then makes the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR! NO!!!!
Scythe barely kicks out as the referee's hand goes down for the three count! Danielle waits for Scythe to get to his feet. As Scythe gets up, Danielle leaps herself onto Scythe and hits him with a Tilt-a-whirl Hurricanrana that sends Scythe to the outside of the ring. Danielle springboards herself off of the ropes and hits Scythe with a Corkscrew Diving Splash to the outside of the ring and the crowd is roaring in approval as Danielle and Scythe are down on the floor below. The referee begins the count!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
FIVE!!!!
Danielle and Scythe get to their feet and start slugging it out on the outside. Scythe goes to bash Danielle's head against the steel steps, but Danielle kicks Scythe in the gut and gets into the ring.
SIX!!!!
SEVEN!!!!
EIGHT!!!!
NINE!!!!
Scythe gets into the ring to avoid being counted out. Danielle and Scythe continue their brawl as Danielle hits Scythe with her signature Martial Arts kicks, while Scythe is hitting her with punches. Danielle goes for her finishing move, Potential Brain Damage, but Scythe ducks it and hits Danielle with a Sitout Powerbomb. Scythe then locks Danielle in a painful Scissored armbar hold. Scythe wrenches back some more as Danielle is screaming in pain. Danielle however, manages to use whatever energy she has left and she just barely gets a hold of the bottom rope. Scythe breaks the hold and just stands there in a very angry state as he waits for Danielle to get to her feet. Scythe then whips Danielle off the ropes and attempts to hit the Big Boot, but Danielle ducks it. Danielle then tries to hit a Leaping Clothesline, but Scythe ducks that attempt. Both of them run up to each other and they each hit the other with a Clothesline. Both competitors are lying down in the ring in pain as the referee begins the ten count!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
FIVE!!!!
SIX!!!!
SEVEN!!!!
EIGHT!!!!
NINE!!!!
Both competitors get to their feet before the count of ten! Scythe and Danielle start to trade blows with each other. Danielle kicks Scythe in the knee cap to bring him down a couple of notches. She then finishes Scythe off by hitting him in the mouth with a Spinning Back Fist. As Scythe gets back to his feet, Danielle springs herself off of the ropes and hits Scythe with a Springboard Roundhouse kick. Danielle then climbs on the top rope. She then flies off and attempts the Latinasault, but Scythe moves out of the way and Danielle crashes hard on to the mat. Danielle slowly makes her way to her corner and tags in her brother Phillip!
Phillip runs in and knocks Scythe down with a forearm shot. He follows with a clothesline. Phillip charges at Reaper and knocks him to the floor. Phillip turns back to Scyther and punches him into the corner. Phillip with an Irish whip, Scythe reverses it and it sends Phillip hard in the corner, Scythe charges, but Phillip moves out of the way and it causes Scythe to eat some turnbuckle. Phillip attempts the Mustang-Plex, but Scythe blocks the attempt and hits Phillip with a DDT. Scythe with the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
Danielle breaks up the cover! Reaper comes in and hits Danielle with a bicycle kick to the head. As Reaper turns around, Phillip hits him with a big time spear and Reaper immediately goes outside of the ring. Scythe comes up to Phillip from behind and puts him in the Full Nelson Position, but Phillip uses his strength to not only break the hold, but also hits Scythe with a Snapmare. By this time, Danielle recovers from the Bicycle kick and gets in the ring to make it two on one!
SS: Something's not right here Brandon!
BM: What on earth do you mean?
SS: Well, Danielle and Phillip have Scythe cornered, Reaper is down on the outside and a masked man is standing there in the crowd!
BM: Come on! I doubt the guy is going to do something!
SS: Well when that masked man comes and interferes in the match, just know that I hinted at this!
Danielle and Phillip proceed to stomp on Scythe in the corner. As that attack is going on, a masked man, jumps the barricade and blasts Reaper in the head with a metal object while the referee concentrates on what's going on in the ring. Phillip and Danielle look at the masked man with a bit of confusion and anger on their faces as they clearly wanted a match without underhanded tactics. Danielle drags Scythe to the middle of the ring as Phillip gives her the thumbs up in approval. As Scythe gets to his feet, Danielle blasts him in the head with Potential Brain Damage. On impact of the move, Phillip puts Scythe in between his legs and hits him with The Saving Grace!
BM: Mexican Demolition! MEXICAN DEMOLITION!
SS: Excuse me?
BM: When Potential Brain Damage and The Saving Grace are hit back to back, they call it the Mexican Demolition!
SS: Well it is a fitting name and it looks brutal!
BM: Cover by Mustang!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here are your winners and STILL the YCW World Tag Team Champions... The Lopez Dynasty!
The referee raises both Danielle and Phillip's hand in the air as he presents them with the YCW World Tag Team Championship belts. With a dissatisfied expression on his face, Phillip asks for a microphone, which the stagehand gives him one. Phillip wastes no time and speaks what's on his mind.
Phillip Mustang: You know, first off, I am very happy to be a champion again, because this particular title reign is very special to me because I am a champion with my baby sister Danielle, but what angers me is that some mysterious person decides upon itself to interfere in this match and just taint the importance and prestige of it. You see, both Danielle and I badly wanted to win this match fairly because as you all know, Eric Redgate and his boys cried like a bunch of girls because The Lopez Dynasty were just too tough of a challenge for them. Well Eric, anytime you and your boys feel a little froggy, we'll do battle with you again, but not for the belts because there are more deserving teams that deserve a shot at us and plus, you already had your shot.
Danielle Lopez: That's right big brother. Teams like Ballers "personal bitches" are far more deserving of the shots. I would gladly give those two a shot, because they never got a shot in the CWF, even though we all lobbied for that to happen, because management over there likes to cater to drunk retards and fat fucking whales, but just name the time and the place and we'll give you a crack at the titles and as for next week, well you'll find out soon enough on who our tag team partner is and if you didn't know that before, well now you know.
Phillip Mustang: And as far as my World Heavyweight Championship match at Battle Finale is concerned, well I personally don't care whether I have to face you Eric or whether I face Orlando Cruz, because one thing is for certain. I will walk out of the event with the title and in the process, I will become World Heavyweight Champion for the fifth time and in tribute of a close family member of mine! There are two words that comes to mind.
Danielle Lopez: Believe that.
Phillip Mustang: Exactly! Believe that.
"In the End" by Linkin Park hits the PA system as Phillip and Danielle celebrate their title defense as they socialize with the fans and raise their titles in the air.
BM: Dang!
SS: Over reactor. I want to get rid of you.
BM: Shut up.
SS: Ahem… Respect, my boy. I’d advise you to keep silent as we head towards our last match of the evening…Orlando Cruz faces Eric Redgate, for the YCW World Heavyweight Championship! Who is going to win the match? Orlando is, my man!
BM: How can you be so sure about it?
SS: Ahem…I was certified that everything was going to go the right way.
BM: Let’s see if we have a new champion as this night comes to an end…
