4CW 008
JUBILEE THEATER [LAS VEGAS, NEVADA]
MARCH 31ST, 2014
JOHNSON: ”Welcome ladies and gentlemen to 4CW 008! I’m Steve Johnson…”
VASSA: ”And I’m the one and only, Vinny Vassa! Welcome to Las Vegas!”
JOHNSON: ”As you can tell by Vinny’s introduction, we’re pumped to start tonight’s event and drive 4CW into the future. We have an exciting card scheduled for tonight.”
VASSA: ”First off, we have two newcomers to 4CW climbing in the ring and putting on a display of their talents at our grandest stage of all. Marr Ward will square off with Eric Paisano in a singles match that will act as a sample of what they may potentially bring to the table.”
JOHNSON: ”I haven’t had the pleasure of watching either of these men in action but I have heard a little buzz on the social networks that Eric has his sights set on our very own, Nathaniel Havok!”
VASSA: ”I saw that as well. When I’m not keeping tabs on your moms twa… twitter, I’m staying connected to all of the 4CW talent.”
JOHNSON: ”Next up we have a match that has been building over the weeks as Pat Gordon Jr. will climb into a 4CW ring and battle Alec Quartermain. “Young” Mannie isn’t scheduled to participate but rest assure, I have a feeling that he will be involved one way or the other.”
VASSA: ”If I’m getting this right, Alec is supposed to be Mannie’s bodyguard yet he’s the one climbing in the ring in an official match tonight. What’s up with that?”
JOHNSON: ”Mannie refers to himself as the main attraction in 4CW and I wouldn’t put it past him to make that image felt tonight whether or not he’s scheduled to wrestle.”
VASSA: ”Then we have a match that I can’t wait to see. I’ve seen these two girls go at it numerous times and it never gets old. The lovely Miss Michelle will climb in the ring with the beautiful Kandi Washington.”
JOHNSON: ”These two have been at each others throat ever since they stepped foot on 4CW soil. Apparently they’ve always had a hatred for each other, even before 4CW. I don’t think tonight will put that to rest but it will surely be a fun one to watch as they never cease to amaze us when they both climb in that ring.”
VASSA: ”I just hope Mark Brooks sticks to his side of the ring and out of my view! Once that’s all said and done, we have another match that will make your pants just a tad bit tighter.”
JOHNSON: ”Niobe Martin and Morgan Alvertez will be meeting each other in the back and fighting one another in a parking lot cat fight!”
VASSA: ”Ever since Morgan signed with 4CW, she has made it a mission to make Niobe’s life a living hell. Show after show, these two tried to rip each other apart. Crystal Taylor even managed to get involved and I wouldn’t count her out for this match either. In the parking lot, anything goes and Morgan will do whatever it takes to secure the victory and remain in control of 4CW’s baddest bitch!”
JOHNSON: ”And if you haven’t put the little ones to bed, now’s the time to do so! The language is only going to get worse from here and honestly, this is TV:MA and thanks to HBO there is no censorship to what we say or do on the air. This place is going to be a madhouse! “
VASSA: ”Our headline match for the night we will be introducing a new championship to the 4CW ranks. Tonight we will crown our first ever Extreme Television champion as we decide a winner in an extreme over the top barbed wire rope elimination rumble.”
JOHNSON: ”Gordie James was supposed to be heading this whole thing up but as we’ve seen over the weeks, he fell short of expectation. Mr. Wallace has taken control of the Rampage Championship and trashed it two weeks ago and chalked it up as a loss. With the HBO executives breathing down his neck to add a little excitement to the show, the Extreme Television championship was created.”
VASSA: ”This is a unique championship to say the least. We’ve seen television championships come and go that must be defended on every televised event. We’ve seen extreme and hardcore championships that are held by no restraints under an anything goes policy. Well, this combines both of those worlds!”
JOHNSON: ”This championship must be defended on every 4CW event under a different extreme stipulation every time. Anything goes and anything can happen!”
VASSA: ”Tonight we’ll see STF, Julliet Brooks, Jordan Taylor, Jason Lee, Stefan Raab, Roxi Johnson, Drake Knight, Mark Brooks, Nathaniel Havok and The Red Pioneer face off in an over the top rope rumble where only one person can be crowned the champion when they’re the last person left standing in the ring. To top if off, the ropes will be barbed wire! BARBED WIRE!!!”
JOHNSON: ”This is going to be one hell of a match and a bloody one at that!”
VASSA: ”And then, after you think that we’ve pulled out all the stops and we can’t top anything off, we have our main event!”
JOHNSON: ”At 4CW 004 Jason Cashe defeated Owen Moon to become the first EVER South-West Heavyweight champion.”
VASSA: ”It was a hectic match but Cashe prevailed in the caged ladder match. Tonight, he defends it for the first time ever against Jason Phoenix.”
JOHNSON: ”Now, it’s no secret that Mr. Wallace had a hard time securing a first challenger for Cashe as people kept falling short of expectations but finally after pushing the flakes aside, we found our challenger in Jason Phoenix.”
VASSA: ”This isn’t a special stipulation match. This will be a one on one standard rules match to display both men’s skills in that ring. This championship is our highest trophy and I can’t think of a better way to determine a champion than a straight up true wrestling match!”
JOHNSON: ”You said it best, Vinny. Well, there you have it folks. Are you ready, Vinny?”
VASSA: ”Am I ready? You damned right I am. But before we kick things off, let me share the results of our preliminary matches with the viewing audience. Athena defeated Angel Kash and Joseph Sullivan defeated Jimmy Baron. I have also received word that Angle and Jimmy both have been released from their contracts.”
JOHNSON: ”Both? Talk about tough luck…”
VASSA: ”It isn’t a walk in the park over here at 4CW. You have to put in the work if you want to get recognized and those two were dead weight, simple as that. Now, are you ready, Steve?”
JOHNSON: ”I’ve been ready!”
VASSA: ”GREAT! Lets get this party started!”
HARTMAN: ”I am backstage and here with me is Joel Wildside. Joel, First and foremost.. Welcome to 4CW. A few days ago, we heard rumblings about you bringing your talent here to 4CW. Then reports come from out of the blue, you’re not interesting in “Wrestling” for 4CW but you will manage a superstar who has a last name Cashe.”
WILDSIDE: ”GAB, I have been here for over two months. My agents and 4CW can’t come to terms on a contract. I have decided I am going to pass up a contract. But, I am still going to prove.. Joel Wildside’s worth too this company.”
HARTMAN: ”How are you going to accomplish that.”
WILDSIDE: ”A wildcard..”
HARTMAN: ”Which is?”
WILDSIDE: ”I told you, Jason isn’t the only Cashe in the business.”
HARTMAN: ”We get it, what does it mean?”
WILDSIDE: ”It means, Cashe isn’t the only man in the business that represents Cashe.”
HARTMAN:” Is that a code for.. You have someone coming to 4CW to represent that name like Jason Cashe?”
WILDSIDE: ”It means.. Jason.. Isn’t the only Cashe in the business.. Soon, you and the 4CW will recognize.. Joel Wildside is coming but I am not alone.. Jason better watch himself.. We’re not after his Championship, we’re after something much, much… more..”
HARTMAN: ”But, how can you just walk into this company and demand attention from our World Champion?”
WILDSIDE: ”I am Joel Wildside, I don’t give a rats fuck what people say. Jason will meet someone he don’t know, but will recognize very soon..”
HARTMAN: ”Have you spoken too Cashe? Have you two discussed this?”
WILDSIDE: ”Do I look like a man who need’s his approval? Jason, From day one.. It don’t matter if I was under a mask, using a different gimmick or used a different name.. We’re connected in more ways then one. A source has come too me and made the connection even stronger.. Be ready.. it’s almost show time..”
HARTMAN: ”Well, Folks.. I am backstage and that is Joel Wildside.. Some answers have been answered but some have been made everyone wondering.. But let’s go to ringside…”
MATT WARD VS. ERIC PAISANO
POWERS: ”Coming to the ring out of Chicago, Illinois standing six feet, four inches and weighing in at two hundred forty-five pounds… He is the Second City Warrior… Matt WWAARRDD!!!”
VASSA: ”This is Matt Ward’s first appearance in 4CW and the fans already hate him with a passion.”
JOHNSON: ”Why is that? I’ve never even heard of the guy.”
VASSA: ”Beats me… I have no frickin’ clue.”
JOHNSON: ”We’ll get to see him in action shortly as the fans have toned it down a bit for the entrance of our next new comer to 4CW.”
It’s in the pills that bring you down
It’s in the water baby
It’s in your bag of golden brown
It’s in the water baby
It’s in your frequency
It’s in the water baby
It’s between you and me
Out from the back Paisano walks out wearing a custom basketball jersey with the last name “Paisano” stitched on the back. The crowd applauds as they stand to their feet. He then takes the jersey off and tosses it into the crowd.
POWERS: ”And the opponent, coming to the ring out of Wilmington, North Carolina standing six feet two inches and weighing in at two hundred ten pounds. He is the Pretty Boy… Eric PPAAIISSAANNOO!!! “
JOHNSON: ”Herre’s another new face to the 4CW roster, Eric Paisano!”
VASSA: ”I can’t say that I know who he is but the ladies in the crowd sure seem to be pleased with his looks. I bet you’re having a hard time taking your eye off of him, Steve!”
JOHNSON: ”What I wouldn’t give for some maturity at ringside with me each and every show…”
VASSA: ”Keep dreaming! I was talking with Perry earlier in the day and he assured me that my tenure here at 4CW was in no jeopardy. The guy freakin’ loves me!”
JOHNSON: ”That is until he starts calculating the expenses on the backstage buffet that you seem to love so much. You’re literally eating a whole in this company’s budget.”
VASSA: ”Budget? Perry Wallace is rich!”
JOHNSON: ”Enough with this nonsense. Our competitors are in the ring and the fans are ready for the first official match of the night.”
VASSA: ”Lets do it!”
DING!!! DING!!!
Eric and Matt both come at each other quickly at the sound of the bell. Matt lunges forward with a clothesline but Eric sidesteps him and drops him to the mat with a drop toe hold. Eric then climbs on Matts back and delivers a series of knees to his sides, knocking the air out of him. Eric then spins around and grabs Matt by the legs, locking on a Boston crab.
VASSA: ”He may be out of North Carolina but that move if fresh out of Boston!”
JOHNSON: ”How original, Vinny… heh… Eric better hold on a little tighter because it looks like Matt is about to work himself free.”
VASSA: ”That’s one way to do it!”
JOHNSON: ”Matt Ward thought he found his safety net with the ropes but Eric pulled it our from under him as he slammed him into the mat.”
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JOHNSON: ”That was close!”
VASSA: ”For a moment there, I thought that this match was over just as it was getting started.”
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VASSA: ”He kicked out again!”
JOHNSON: ”This is the first time I have seen either of these two in the ring and Eric is impressing me. Matt on the other hand, not so much…”
VASSA: ”It doesn’t take much to impress you.”
JOHNSON: ”Now you have me confused with yourself and your sexual interests.”
VASSA: ”That was cold.”
VASSA: ”Oh, this doesn’t look good!”
JOHNSON: ”Eric’s locking on a figure four leg lock and this time the submission is in the center of the ring. There’s nowhere for Matt to escape.”
VASSA: ”Unless he still has some in the tank and is playing opossum, I don’t think he’s dragging both of them to the ropes to break the submission.”
JOHNSON: ”There it is! The move is locked and loaded. Lets see what Matt Ward has or how long he can withstand the pain.”
JOHNSON: ”He tapped out! Matt Ward has tapped out ladies and gentlemen.”
VASSA: ”This was a one sided ass kicking from the sound of the bell and Eric Paisano has made a statement here tonight.”
Eric releases the hold as Matt rolls towards the ropes, holding his leg in pain. Eric climbs to his feet as the ref raises his hand in victory as “Post Blue” by Placebo begins to play over the speakers.
POWERS: ”Your winner by submission… Eric PPAAIISSAANNOO!!!”
VASSA: ”This was one hell of a debut for Eric Paisano tonight in a 4CW ring. I’m really looking forward to what this kid brings to the table.”
JOHNSON: ”I hope Havok was watching because this kid means business and has his sights set on him!”
VASSA: ”Lets go backstage for a moment as we clear the ring.”
JOHNSON: ”I don’t even think Eric broke a sweat.”
VASSA: ”But I think Matt Ward has shed tears all over the ring.”
JOHNSON: ”We’ll be back here at ringside in just a few moments folks!”
JCASHE: “Now smell it…Mmmmm…Is it soft and hard at the same time? Oh yeah I like that!! You want it, you know you wan–“
JCASHE: “Baby I gotta go..Yeah cameras caught me. I know I could have had my junk out and everything, imagine their shock then? Hah! Alright, yeah I’m gonna be there trust me. BITE THAT ASS…MMMMMmmmm!! Bye..”
JCASHE: “That was KJE, she LOVES the Di–“
HOWE: “JASON!”
JCASHE: “Eh..So what, let them come.”
HOWE: “WHAAAT!?! Let me come? What is this a Knuckles joke? You have a BOUNTY on your head, not just to kick your ass but a Bounty to TAKE…YOU…OUT! Injury is the only claim to the Bounty and a Career Injury adds a fucking BONUS!?!”
JCASHE: “Haha! You seriously just did that! Wow.”
HOWE: “This isn’t funny, this isn’t something to take lightly. One Million Dollars AFTER Taxes to the one who claims this Bounty and EVERYONE will be looking to take a shot. Come on, we need to get somewhere safe!”
JCASHE: “Wait, wait, come on, I wanna get a soda! I’ve got cotton mouth and I’m not even high!”
“The Boston Bruiser” PAT GORDON JR
VS.
“The Glasgow Hooligan” ALEC QUARTERMAIN
JOHNSON: ”Oh do we have a treat for the 4CW faithful up next!”
VASSA: ”Tell me Perry is taking a page out of Oprah’s book and giving away free gifts to the audience!”
JOHNSON: ”Sometimes I can’t help but wonder how many times you were dropped on your head as a child.”
VASSA: ”Too many…”
JOHNSON: ”Nevertheless, Pat Gordon Junior is making his debut in 4CW in what could be his one and only match for the company!”
VASSA: ”Ah Pat Gordon Junior. I used to think he was a bit of a goody two shoes but now I have a whole new outlook since his antics in Fenway a few weeks back!”
JOHNSON: ”Tonight he locks up with ‘Young’ Mannie’s personal bodyguard, Alec Quartermain. A bit of a rivalry that stems from an incident in Seattle a few months back.”
VASSA: ”No one ever said Bostonians were ‘smaht’.”
JOHNSON: ”You’re a buffoon…”
VASSA: ”What? My Boston accent is no good?”
POWERS: ”The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, weighing two hundred and ninety, being accompanied to the ring by ‘The Main Attraction’ “Young” Mannie and Jacinta Perez…ALEC QUARTERMAIN!!!”
POWERS: ”And his opponent…weighing in at two hundred forty-five pounds, from Boston, Massachusetts, The Boston Bruiser, PAT GORDON JUNIOR!”
JOHNSON: ”Pat Gordon wasting no time!”
VASSA: ”The official didn’t even get a chance to call for the opening bell! Pat Gordon Junior is such a ‘pissah’.”
JOHNSON: ”Gordon mixing up his strikes between punches and forearm smashes has Quartermain reeling.”
VASSA: ”Pat Gordon Jr caught Alec Quartermain off guard and has been using that to his advantage so far.”
JOHNSON: ”I don’t think this match has even officially started! The referee never signaled for the opening bell.”
VASSA: ”Then it’s Quartermain’s lucky day because it’s been all Pat Gordon Jr so far.”
JOHNSON: ”If Alec doesn’t want to be overwhelmed by Pat Gordon Jr’s vast experience he needs listen to the advice that Young Mannie barks out from ringside. As big as the Glasgow Hooligan is, he’s still pretty green in the ring.”
DING!!! DING!!!
Alec charges PGJR looking for a lariat to turn him inside out. PGJR ducks underneath and begins connecting with a series of leg kicks that targets the big mans knee. PGJR manages to chop Alec down to one knee with the stiff leg kicks. PGJR nails Alec with some strategically placed elbow shots to the temple. Pat turns from his opponent and sends himself off the ring ropes. On the rebound Pat dives forward with a shoulder block but Alec Quartermain effortlessly swats him aside! PGJR crashes stomach first onto the canvass as Alec pushes to his feet. He reaches down and grabs PGJR and lifts him to his feet. He snatches him by his throat with both of his massive hands and tosses PGJR into the corner. He unloads on him with a mix of bone crushing hooks to the midsection. Alec grabs the middle rope with each hand before beginning to thrust his shoulder into PGJR’s gut unmercifully! The referee pulls Alec from PGJR who slumps down to a seated position.
JOHNSON: ”Pat Gordon Jr is crushed right now! He’s gasping for air and holding his ribs.”
VASSA: ”Those body shots have to feel like being hit with a lead pipe.”
JOHNSON: ”I’m happy to say that I’ve never felt either.”
Quartermain quickly hops onto PGJR with a full mount and begins hammering down with rights and lefts while PGJR tries to cover up and reflect the blows. Alec rises to his feet while PGJR rolls back onto his stomach. Quartermain drops down to the mat and locks in a front face lock. Alec begins violently rolling and twisting around the mat while maintaining his hold of Pat Gordon Junior with the front face lock. Quartermain releases the hold and stands to his feet. He shifts his way down towards PGJR’s feet and reaches down picking him up with a rear waist lock and finishes his deadlift german suplex! Quartermain bridges after folding PGJR up in half and the referee slides into position to keep an eye on his shoulders while making the count.
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PGJR shoots his shoulder off the mat forcing Quartermain to break his grip around his waist.
VASSA: ”Gordon looked more like an accordion than a wrestler being folded up like that!”
JOHNSON: ”There’s a ton of strength behind that german suplex. Pat Gordon Junior is no small man.”
VASSA: ”Proves the value of his employment. Makes Young Mannie look pretty smart!”
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Quartermain’s foot gets shoved off by PGJR’s momentum as he bucks his upper body off the canvass.
JOHNSON: ”And that’s the inexperience of Alec Quartermain showing. You’re not going to pin Pat Gordon Junior by placing one foot on his chest. The man has too much heart and drive to succeed in this business to be pinned in such a manner.”
VASSA: ”Take it easy on Alec, he’s still learning!”
Pat stumbles backwards and shakes out the cobwebs while Alec storms towards him. Pat surprises him with a drop toe hold that introduces Alec’s boulder like skull to the canvass. Pat’s quick to his feet and drops his knee down onto the injured left shoulder of the Glasgow Hooligan. Pat grabs Alec by the wrists and drags him towards the middle of the ring. He lifts him up so his upper body is off the mat. Pat steps over and tucks his foot against Alec’s right side, crosses his arms and rolls him over onto his gut. Pat pulls back on the arms while sitting down onto the left shoulder with a scorpion arm lock submission hold! The referee slides down in front of Alec and continues to ask if he submits seeing as his arms are tied up and incapable of tapping out. Alec shakes his head no while fighting through the pain.
JOHNSON: ”A scorpion arm lock! My god, I think that’s a first in 4CW! Pat Gordon Jr calls that Sunday Mass!”
VASSA: ”That’s a lot of pressure being applied to the already softened up left shoulder! Alec may want to send a quick prayer up to the big guy or this match could be over before it ever really got started.”
JOHNSON: ”This could all just be part of a larger scheme, maybe softening him up for the Pat Lock…”
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Pat Gordon Jr bucks his hips and rolls Alec off before the third count.
VASSA: ”That takes some athleticism. That’s two hundred and ninety-five pounds leaping off the floor and dropkicking a man in the side of the head!”
JOHNSON: ”Putting it like that…I’m surprised Pat Gordon Jr kicked out of that one!”
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Alec uses his lower body strength the power out of the cradle before the three count. Both competitors quickly get to their feet and Alec throws a wild left hook. Pat get both of his arms up and blocks the punch with his forearms. Pat wraps his arm around Alec’s back, trapping his left shoulder in the process. He also steps over Alec’s left leg and plants it down in front of Quartermain. Pat reaches across the front of his opponent and clasps his hands together finishing the abdominal stretch. Alec begins to flail his free arm around looking for the ropes as his exposed side begins being stretched uncomfortably. The referee squats near Alec to look for the tap out. PGJR lets go for a moment and drives some twelve to six elbow strikes to his ribs. Each strike knocking some wind out of Alec. PGJR goes to grasp his hands together again but Alec takes advantage of the moment and flips PGJR over with a hip toss to break from the hold.
VASSA: ”You think Chris Madison showed him some of the nasty elbows?”
JOHNSON: ”I don’t know but the ball of your elbow driving straight down into the ribs seems like a good way to crack a rib or two…”
VASSA: ”Regardless…Alec Quartermain has now escaped a second submission hold from supposed seasoned ring technician.”
The referee notices over his shoulder that Mannie has made it towards PGJR and leaves Jacinta to go to “Young” Mannie. The two begin exchanging words as the ref accuses him of getting involved. Alec grabs the referee by the shoulder and pleads his case. While his attention is distracted by both Mannie and Quartermain, PGJR has used the ring apron to get get to his feet. Jacinta scurries from behind, drops to her knees, and thrusts her arm up between the legs with a ball-busting low blow! Pat immediately drops to his knees and reaches towards his groin. Jacinta back peddles away as the conversation between the referee, Alec, and Mannie comes to an end. Alec turns to see PGJR on his knees in a world of pain. Alec grabs him with two hands full of hair and lifts him to his feet. He slides his hands down around PGJR’s throat and then sends him into the security barrier with a choke toss.
JOHNSON: ”Now this is ridiculous! What started off as a good quality match has become a circus! Does Mannie and Jacinta really need to get involved?”
VASSA: ”They’re a cohesive unit! One for all and all for one!”
JOHNSON: ”This isn’t a team match. Outside interference is illegal! And they took advantage of a referee who can’t seem to keep up with the pace…”
Alec drops down to the mat and looks at PGJR’s seemingly lifeless body. He decides to forego the pin attempt and drags PGJR over to the ropes. Alex lifts PGJR, shoves him against the ropes, and whips him to the other side of the ring. PGJR counters the irish whip with an irish whip of his own. Alec rebounds off the ropes and PGJR uses his momentum to carry him over with a powerslam! Both competitors are out on the mat. Mannie and Jacinta are pounding on the ring apron, trying to rally behind their enforcer. PGJR gets a hand on the bottom rope and pulls himself to his knees. He looks over his shoulder to see Alec crawling to the corner. Simultaneously both men climb to their feet and turn towards one another. The fans can sense the end is near as both athletes seem to be working on reserves. They’re both hunched over and their breathing is labored as they stare one another down from across the ring.
JOHNSON: ”It’s got to be frustrating for Alec Quartermain. No matter how much he tries to break Pat Gordon Junior, the Boston Bruiser seems to find a way to weather the storm.”
VASSA: ”And likewise for Pat Gordon Junior…”
JOHNSON: ”Eventually something is going to bend here. Someone will not have the will power to continue in this match. You have to think that the longer this match goes, it’s going to favor the vastly experienced Pat Gordon Jr.”
VASSA: ”Pat’s back in this!”
JOHNSON: ”Alec has taken out both Mannie and Jacinta!”
VASSA: ”Pat Gordon Junior saved the ref!”
JOHNSON: ”The Pat lock! This could be it!”
VASSA: ”PAT GORGON JUNIOR HAS WON IT!!!”
JOHNSON: ”This one is over!”
POWERS: ”The winner by submission… PAT GORDON JUNIOR!!!”
VASSA: ””Young” Mannie and Jacinta do not pleased one bit. She’s furious!”
JOHNSON: ”Alex is still down but Mannie refuses to climb in the ring as Pat stands there, looking down at him, ready for anything.”
VASSA: ”It’s been one hell of a match but lets take a small break as we clear the ring and separate these people before the show gets carried away.”
VASSA: ”Here we go again: Another random ass person that no one knows walking through our halls. Don’t we have security? What do we pay these asses for?”
THE RED PIONEER: ”Is this some kind of fuckin joke? Who the hell are you, and exactly why are you taping love letters to my door?”
THE RED PIONEER: ”I asked you a question boy. Now, when I take my finger off of your lips, I expect an answer. Use your words. Stick them together to form sentences. Now tell me, what the hell are you doing here with a bright pink envelope in your hands? “
PACKAGE BOY: P-p-p-p-please mister. I was told that if I taped this envelope on that door, I would be given a hundred dollars. I don’t know anything, I swear.
THE RED PIONEER: ”Trick or treat: I have something sweet to eat. I’m lurking in the shadows…”
THE RED PIONEER: ”You don’t know anything huh? Why don’t you let me be the judge of that? We need to talk.”
VASSA: ”Ha! Red’s secret admirer is a homosexual! It’s gotta be the BDSM vibe he gives off with that mask of his.”
JOHNSON: ”Vince…. I think you just went full retard. Never go full retard. Apparently his admirer is trying to keep their anonymity. All I have to say is that I wouldn’t want to be that guy right now. I have a feeling Red is going to find out who sent him, and damn the consequences. ”
BORDERLAND: ”Boy it’s been awhile.”
BORDERLAND: ”I see we still have the same ol’ rejects watching out there.”
BORDERLAND: ”See it has been close to nine months, nine damn months since I have done really anything big. Yea I went a few matches after I left APW, but nothing big. So in all honesty, APW was my last real gig. Since they decide to close up shop, well a lot of people lost their jobs. But I have noticed something. Ton’s of them came here. There are plenty of names that I remember from being in APW. You know who I am talking about, Niobe Martin, Stefan Raab, Young Mannie, and that Damn Jason Cashe.”
BORDERLAND: ”See I know what he has done here. Yes he became the first ever Southwest Heavyweight Champion of 4CW. Congrats on that Cashe, you most likely deserved it.”
BORDERLAND: ”You know I have been asked from almost everyone, what would I do if I got back into a ring and Jason Cashe was around? Well at first, I wanted to beat his like a red headed step child. But now, I just look back at what went wrong. See the night at Rasslemania, I was suppose to go up against Cashe on a one on one match up. That night I wasn’t myself as I believe everyone could tell. I didn’t act like myself and I damn sure didn’t perform like myself that night. Hell I came out in a damn diaper ladies and gentleman.”
BORDERLAND: ”And what happened that night? Jason Cashe broke my ankle and beat me. He didn’t want me around anymore, he knew that I might steal his spotlight. But let me tell you a little something. I am not here to be anyone’s shadow or will I try and follow anyone’s footsteps. I am here on my own willingly and this is the first place that I wanted to come back to. Sure it’s going to be a rocky start and a hell of a road to try and conquer, but one day I will be there.”
BORDERLAND: ”You see this woman right here? She has been with me since my accident from Cashe. She was the one that helped me with my therapy and she has helped me more than anyone else ever has. I am proud to call her my fiance, Brooke Fox.”
FOX: ”Listen Jason. I have heard so much about you and frankly I am sick of listening to it. What needs to happen to you is…”
BORDERLAND: ”Feisty little thing isn’t she? Well what she was wanting to say, well it’s not why I am here at the moment. I’m here to show everyone that I am still alive and walking around. Sure I have been out for almost a year, but right now I am going to make a full comeback to the sport of professional wrestling. When? Who knows, but for know I will be around 4CW a lot.”
BORDERLAND: ”It may not be this week or the week after next, but I will soon end up in this ring, going up against the talent in 4CW. I will see if I still have it in me or not.”
BORDERLAND: ”So this is me telling you 4CW, Watch Out! There Is Going To Be Hell Coming Your Way!”
RAAB: ”So tonight’s the night when finally after being in 4CW all of this time, I finally get myself a chance to go for a title tonight and there’s been only five wrestlers who’ve talked shit towards each other with only two of those people have spoken about me so I’ll start with Roxi. Thank you for mentioning yet again that I’m an asshole and a douchebag because nothing of those insults get me angry anymore since I’ve heard them so many times that I take them as a compliment and then you said how I brag about beating you. You’re just mad that you haven’t defeated me yet in your career that I can actually back up so go ahead and be mad because you’re the biggest fake superhero I’ve heard of in my life.”
RAAB: ”Then we come to the biggest lying idiot I’ve ever heard of in my life The Red Pioneer. Yeah I said it that you are a liar because you’ve clearly stated that you haven’t been with or even heard of FGA? That’s such a lot of shit because you have wrestled there and been in other companies you bloody hypocrite and of course you only deny those facts cos you got your ass kicked so bad that you decide to stay with 4CW to win against people who aren’t your level. You say you manhandled STO and STF, but hello they weren’t competition for you and they are a tag team so bravo on beating a bunch of rookies with a win that’s near enough going to be irrelevant pretty soon.”
RAAB: ”I know I haven’t talked trash on Havok mainly because there’s nothing bad to say about him other than him being a cool dude and me and him are actually good friends believe it or not, but the friendship only goes out of the window tonight Havok and we’ll lay it all on the line my friend and hopefully we’ll be the last men standing, but eventually I would have to eliminate you from the match with no hard feelings, but it’s just the way this business goes.”
RAAB: ”Tonight we are going to honor a champion that’s been with 4CW since day one and a champion that people are going to boo the hell out of, especially regarding me being a member of The House Of Howe and how everyone is going to hate us holding titles around mine and Cashe’s shoulders, owning 4CW to have control of it almost. Everyone else I haven’t mentioned aren’t worth my time and clearly aren’t real threats to me in the match and because of that, we are going to see me becoming the Extreme TV champion. Tonight, everyone’s gonna be prepare to be Raabinated by the new 4CW Extreme TV champion.
MISS MICHELLE VS. KANDI WASHINGTON
POWERS: “The following is a one falls standard singles match and it is for the title of “First Lady of 4CW.” Introducing first, hailing from this very city of Las Vegas, Nevada, standing in at five feet, eight inches, and weighing in at one hundred and twenty pounds… the “Queen of Professional Wrestling” KANDI WASHINGTON!!”
VASSA: “This woman is absolutely stunning and breathtaking beautiful. How can anybody NOT like to listen to her rant and rave?”
JOHNSON: “Maybe because she’s an absolute ruthless bitch?”
POWERS: “And introducing her opponent, hailing in from Boston, Massachuettes, standing in at five feet, seven inches, and weighing in at one hundred and thirty pounds… MISS MICHELLE!!”
VASSA: “It looks like Miss Michelle is owning that 4CW ring too and she got a bigger pop than Kandi Washington and this is Kandi’s hometown!”
JOHNSON: “That’s what happens when you go around disrespecting and degrading everybody you come into contact with.”
JOHNSON: “The referee calls for the bell and these women do not look like they are wasting any time.”
JOHNSON: “Michelle just takes Kandi clear off her feet with that hard discus clothesline.”
VASSA: “Kandi didn’t even see that coming!”
JOHNSON: “Kandi’s taking risks and it paid off for sure.”
VASSA: “Kandi is always renovating herself.”
VASSA: “It looks like the referee is physically removing Kandi since she doesn’t want to listen.”
JOHNSON: “Finally, he starts putting his foot down with this jezebel!”
JOHNSON: “Kandi might be out with an impact like that!”
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TWO
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KICKOUT!
VASSA: “It looks like it wasn’t enough to keep the self-proclaimed Queen down.”
JOHNSON: “It looks like Kandi is conducting another illegal move.”
VASSA: “She’s trying to make Michelle go bald!”
VASSA: “Catfight!”
JOHNSON: “These two lovely ladies look like they know a few things about a good old fashion catfight.”
JOHNSON: “It’s not looking good for Kandi right now.”
VASSA: “It sure doesn’t, but wait a minute!”
JOHNSON: “Kandi hates the fact these fans cannot stand her.”
JOHNSON: “Kandi is disgusting! She doesn’t care about winning; she just wants to punish Miss Michelle.”
VASSA: “She’s trying to make it clear that she’s the only woman who counts, duh!”
JOHNSON: “The FINAL LICK! THE FINAL LICK! Kandi hit the FINAL LICK!”
JOHNSON: “How humiliating is that showman pinning variation!?”
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TWO
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THREE!!!
VASSA: “Ring the damn bell; we have a new Queen in town!”
POWERS: “Here is your winner by pin-fall and the official “First Lady of 4CW” and the self-proclaimed Queen of 4CW… KANDI WASHINGTON!”
VASSA: “Like this woman or not, you have to respect the apparent legacy she has made for herself in 4CW. This woman continues to be untouched and undefeated in the ring.”
JOHNSON: “Not to mention, she might have the key to the tag team championships with her impressive tag team.”
VASSA: “One thing is for certain and that’s Kandi Washington isn’t going anywhere anytime soon!”
KOJIMA: “Well, it has been a long time since you’ve had the pleasure of speaking with the International Superstar, Masahiro Kojima. Not since that oaf Joe Dobbs managed to do some damage to my back with his inability to perform.”
KOJIMA: “Things have gone very well for me in my rehabilitation and it has allowed me to now sign for a real promotion, working in my home country of Japan. Now, you may think this isn’t relevant but I plead with your simple minds to keep attention.”
KOJIMA: “Now, before I was removed from the program, Cashe and I have had our differences and we have had our discussions. Cashe believes that he is able to defeat any man on this roster, but I want you to take the time to ask him about me. Cashe has a respect for my ability and this stems from our time elsewhere.”
KOJIMA: “Now, you might look at my record here in 4CW and say that I am not worthy but you don’t see the potential that I have to over throw this corporation. I have the potential to walk in, beat Cashe and head straight back to Japan with the Championship.”
KOJIMA: “Jason Cashe, I am putting you on notice right now. I know you’re a Champion who won’t ever feel like you’re the real Champion without defending your title against me. So I want you and Perry Wallace to sit down and discuss what I need to do to get my Title Shot. But when you decide, I will complete the task, I will win the Championship and officially rename it to the Japanese Heavyweight Championship.”
KOJIMA: “I will be your biggest threat yet Cashe. I promise.”
PARKING LOT CAT FIGHT
NIOBE MARTIN VS. MORGAN ALVERTEZ
VASSA: ”Well, we have one of the sexy featured matches over with our beautiful ladies. Now lets get to part two and check out these hotties!”
JOHNSON: ”You seriously need a woman, Vinny. At least move out of your mothers.”
VASSA: ”I can’t do that, the cooking is just too good. Mama doesn’t mind when I bring a lady home every now and then.”
JOHNSON: ”Those aren’t ladies, my friend. Those would be corner girls.”
VASSA: ”Well, look at you with the jokes tonight! I’ll have you know, friend, those skanks have feelings too!”
JOHNSON: ”And I’m willing to bet that none of those feelings are towards you.”
VASSA: ”Oohhh!!!”
JOHNSON: ”Now enough with you, lets get back to the match at hand. Morgan and Niobe have been at each others throats for weeks now and we’re at the end of the line.”
VASSA: ”I sure hope not. I love seeing these two go at each other.”
JOHNSON: ”Morgan has relentlessly been at every corner Niobe turns. I don’t know what started this all but it’s lead us here tonight, in the parking lot for a good ole fashioned cat fight.”
VASSA: ”There aren’t really any rules to this except for the first pinfall wins it. I’m hoping these two rip each others clothes to shreds.”
JOHNSON: ”And by that time, you’ll unexpectedly need to take a break for the bathroom with your phone handy?”
VASSA: ”You know me all too well my friend.”
JOHNSON: ”Larry Collins will be our official. Lets cut the camera to the video feed from the back where Niobe and Morgan are both waiting in the parking lot with security keeping them apart for the moment.”
VASSA: ”Hair pulling and stinging slaps… I love it!”
JOHNSON: ”Now that securtiy has left, I don’t see anyone separating these two until someone is left unconscious.”
VASSA: ”These two hate each other with a passion and by the end of the night it could be both knocked out cold by the hands of the other.”
VASSA: ”HOLY HELL!!!”
JOHNSON: ”This is going to get messy!”
VASSA: ”I don’t know what Perry was thinking when he booked this match but someone is going to get hurt. These girls are going to kill each other!”
JOHNSON: ”Mr. Wallace is all about entertaining the fans and these two welcome the opportunity to do this to each other with open arms.”
JOHNSON: ”She nearly broke the door off the hinge with that impact.”
VASSA: ”Anything goes and these girls are using their surroundings any way that they can.”
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JOHNSON: ”That was close!”
VASSA: ”Nice try Niobe but I don’t think Morgan is ready for this to end just yet.”
JOHNSON: ”These girls have made a mess back there. They demolished that foot stand!”
VASSA: ”I will be more than happy to help both of them with cleaning up after this food fight.”
VASSA: ”This cat fight just keeps going back and forth. I’m getting dizzy!”
JOHNSON: ”These girls have been brutal ever since they kicked things off, even before this match. I knew it would end like this.”
VASSA: ”I just hope they don’t destroy each others pretty faces.”
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JOHNSON: ”Morgan almost ended it right there!”
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Morgan shoots a shoulder off the pavement to break the count
JOHNSON: ”I thought that tornado DDT was going to do it! The amount of fight these ladies have is inspiring!”
VASSA: ”You know how the old saying goes. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned!”
JOHNSON: ”Well these two ladies are prime examples of that. I’d rather no get on either of their bad sides!”
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THREE!
Morgan immediately rolls off of the car and holds her hands up to celebrate her victory while medics rush to the aide of Niobe Martin…
POWERS: ”Here is your winner…by pinfall…MORGAN ALVERTEZ!”
JOHNSON: ”What a battle that was! Perhaps a contender for the new Extreme Television Championship down the road?”
VASSA: ”It may be wise for Morgan to rest up a bit before finding the courage to challenge for that title!”
Kandi instantly looks down at the present on the table and points as she rolls her eyes.
KANDI: ”What the fuck is this!?”
KANDI: ”Maybe I spoke too softly. WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!?”
ICE: ”I don’t know, maybe you should open it up and find out.”
KNIGHT: ”Well boss, we are in your hometown of Vegas. Maybe it’s a homecoming present. This is the first show in a while where you got to wrestle in your hometown.”
KANDI: ”YOU!”
KANDI: ”Open it.”
KANDI: ”Move, bitch!”
Pink heeled with a gold ankle strap, and a patterned wrap around the stiletto to make them look like candy canes. The sole is a black with a pink and red trim, and as Kandi flips them over we can clearly see that they are Louis Vuitton’s.
Kandi struts over to Drake and hugs him. The most emotion she has shown in 4CW… ever!
KANDI: ”I always knew you had good taste. A heel fitted for a queen.”
KNIGHT: ”It wasn’t from me, boss.”
KANDI: ”Then who the fuck got me these?”
ICE: ”Mirror mirror on the wall. A gift to the fairest of them all. I wish I could see your face glow. You’re not the only predator in the shadows.”
JCASHE: “He means well but I am not a chicken wuss! If someone wants to come after me for a Million Dollars then I will give them a Million reasons to regret their decision.”
TWO GUYS: “RRRRAAAAHH!!”
BROWN HAIRED GUY: “Look at him, he’s scared!”
BLONDE HAIRED GUY: “Yeah he’s SO Scared, you can tell bro!!”
JCASHE: “Who the hell are you two suppose to be?”
BROWN HAIRED GUY: “Prepare for Trouble!”
BLONDE HAIRED GUY: “We Bring It Double!”
BROWN HAIRED GUY: “To Own these Lands by Slayer Force..”
BLONDE HAIRED GUY: “To Make ALL the Ladies Hot and Moist!”
BROWN HAIRED GUY: “And Become The Best Thing since Fake Boobs and G-Strings!”
BROWN HAIRED GUY: “I’m Billy!”
BLONDE HAIRED GUY: “And I’m The Kidd…”
BOTH GUYS: “Team SLAYER! Lay Down or Get Slayed!!”
JCASHE: “If this is who is coming to collect…Oh the insanity! PAH-LEESE!”
EXTREME TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
BARBED WIRE ROPE EXTREME RUMBLE
STF vs. JULLIET BROOKS vs. JORDAN TAYLOR vs. JASON LEE vs. STEFAN RAAB vs. ROXI JOHNSON vs. DRAKE KNIGHT vs. MARK BROOKS vs. NATHANIEL HAVOK vs. THE RED PIONEER
JOHNSON: ”I hope to god you have the children tucked away in their beds for this one folks!”
VASSA: ”Oh boy! We’re crowning an Extreme Television Champion tonight!”
JOHNSON: ”That’s right partner, the ring is filled with competitors and the ring crew is making the final adjustments as they replace the ring ropes with barbed wire!”
VASSA: ”STF, Jordan Taylor, Jason Lee, Stefan Raab, Roxi Johnson, Julliet Brooks, Mark Brooks, and Drake Knight! They’re all in the ring and look ready to be crowned the first 4CW Extreme Television Champion!”
JOHNSON: ”This match will work like any other battle royal. The only way you’re eliminated is by going over the top rope and both feet touching the floor. The extreme twist is that the ropes are barbed wire.”
VASSA: ”There will bloodshed. This will be violent and not for the weak of heart! Even the winner won’t be walking out of here unscathed!”
JOHNSON: ”Well hopefully whomever wins doesn’t take to much damage. As Extreme Television Champion for 4CW you will be expected to defend that championship every televised show under your reign!”
VASSA: ”This title will shorten your career! I love it!”
JOHNSON: ”It sure will Vinny, but the prestige of a long run with the belt will mean so much more and will speak volumes on your toughness!”
POWERS: ”Introducing the next competitor taking part in this barbed wire rope Extreme Rumble…From the Underworld by way of Indianapolis, Indiana…Weighing in at two hundred and forty-two pounds…The Source…The Enforcer of Sorrow…NATHANIEL HAVOK!!!”
POWERS: ”And finally…The tenth and final competitor of the barbed wire rope Extreme Rumble…From Ephraim, Utah…Residing in Prospect, Connecticut…Weighing in at two hundred and seven pounds…The Harbinger of Serenity…THE RED PIONEER!”
JOHNSON: ”This is unreal. Look at all of these athletes in this ring. You have to wonder who this type of match favors.”
VASSA: ”I would think your smaller statured athletes like Julliet Brooks, Roxi Johnson, and even the Red Pioneer may not be able to withstand the pain and agony they’re all about to feel. I think one of the bigger guys is going to win this. Maybe Jordan Taylor. Maybe Drake Knight.”
JOHNSON: ”Let’s not forget that Nathaniel Havok has made a career off of extreme type matches! I think he’s my pick to win it!”
VASSA: ”Well it looks like the crew is ready! They’re all climbing down from the apron and making their way backstage.”
JOHNSON: ”We have an official standing on the arena’s floor by each side of the ring. This thing is getting underway!”
As the bell rings the competitors in the ring immediately pair off while trying to keep their distance from the razor sharp barbed wire that have replaced the ring ropes. Jason Lee begins teeing off on Jordan Taylor. Stefan Raab is taking it to STF, mixing hooks and jabs with a flawless combination that would make an boxer envious. Nathaniel Havok and “Above Average” Mark Brooks have locked up with a collar and elbow tie up, each jockeying to back their opponent against the ropes. Roxi and Julliet are trading chops in the center of the ring while The Red Pioneer tries to fight off the brute strength of Drake Knight. Drake scoops The Red Pioneer up and parades him around the crowded ring looking for a place to slam him down. Drake carries him towards the barbed wire ropes but the Red Pioneer manages to wiggle free and slides behind the One Man Army. Drake spins around and Pioneer begins chopping away at Drakes vertical base with stiff shin kicks, eventually dropping him down to one knee. Pioneer then uses Drakes knee as a step as he climbs up the big man before knocking him out with an enziguri!
Back in the center of the ring Roxi get’s the advantage with exchange of knife edged chops between her and Julliet. She backs Julliet an arms length away from the ropes before she drop kicks her right on the chin! Julliet falls backwards and instinctively reaches back to brace herself. She falls back first against the middle rope and immediately shrieks in pain as the barbs puncture her upper back. Roxi reaches down and grabs Julliet from the barbed wire and peels her from the barbs. She grabs Julliet from behind and begins lifting her for a belly to back suplex. In mid air Roxi spins her around and slams her to the mat with a sit out powerbomb. Roxi quickly hops to her feet and stands at Julliet’s midsection with her back to her opponent. Roxi leaps into the air and lands on her opponent with a standing moonsault!
JOHNSON: ”So far Jason Lee, Stefan Raab, Nathaniel Havok, The Red Pioneer, and Roxi Johnson have taken it to their opponents!”
VASSA: ”Taylor and Knight are going to turn things around. You just watch!”
Meanwhile Stefan Raab has grabbed STF by the waist with a rear waist lock. He pushes STF forward, chest first into the barbed wire ropes. STF reluctantly hooks his arms around the barbed wire and holds on while Raab tries to roll backwards. Raab loses grip of his opponent and does a backwards roll. He returns to his feet as STF shakes his arms which have a few wounds that are dripping blood. STF turns around into the waiting arms of Stefan Raab who picks him up with a shoulder into his med section and each hand grabbing a leg. Raab spins STF around and plants him into the canvass with a spine buster! Raab hops to his feet, proud of his handy work and quickly grabs STF by his legs, flipping him over with his variation of the texas cloverleaf that he calls the Cologne clover leaf!
Finally you have Nathaniel Havok and Mark Brooks exchanging right hands that makes it feel more like a pier six brawl than a wrestling match. Havok finally ends the exchange by grabbing Brooks by the back of the head and pulling him forwards while driving a knee into his midsection. Brooks is doubled over and Havok seizes the opportunity by flipping him around with a gut wrench power bomb! Havok takes a step back and lines up with Mark’s head. Havok lowers his knee pad and struts towards Brooks, dropping the exposed knee to Mark’s forehead and rolling through to his feet. Havok scoops Brooks up to his feet and lifts him up with a vertical suplex. Instead of dropping backwards he falls forwards, putting Brooks stomach first on the top rope, his feet dangling over the apron.
VASSA: ”Mark Brooks is in a bad spot early in this match.”
JOHNSON: ”Already Julliet, Mark, Jordan, Lee, and STF are bleeding from the unforgiving barbed wire ropes!”
Roxi drags Julliet towards the bottom rope. She grabs to hands full of Julliet’s raven colored hair and tries to force her face against the rope. Julliet has the wherewithal to grab the wired ropes between barbs and struggles to prevent her face from being scraped against the sharp metal. She manages to her knees and uses that as a foundation to get back to her feet without being mangled. Roxi still has Julliet by her hair drives her face first into the mat with a sit out face buster. Roxi lifts Julliet up and quickly t-bone suplexes her, Julliet’s back landing against the barbed wire ropes and she folds up onto her head and neck! Jordan Taylor approaches Roxi from behind and clubs her with a forearm between the shoulder blades that immediate drops the petite high flyer to her knees. Taylor spins Roxi and around and shoves her head between his legs. He reaches down and wraps his massive arms around her waist before lifting her up for a power bomb. Jordan carries Roxi towards the ropes. Roxi manages to counter the power bomb with a hurricanrana that unexpectedly throws Jordan over the top rope and to the floor!
Eliminated: Jordan Taylor
VASSA: ”Wow! One of the biggest guys in this match and Jordan Taylor is the first one eliminated!”
JOHNSON: ”So much for the theory of the smaller competitors struggling and the bigger guys dominating. Jordan Taylor is gone. Drake Knight looks to be on his last leg…”
VASSA: ”Can I change my pick to Roxi?”
Stefan Raab and STF continue their scrum which has made it to the middle of the ring. STF tries for a rising clothesline but Stefan ducks underneath it. He hooks STF’s arm and tucks it behind his back while reaching around the front of his body with the free hand. Raab explodes, lifting STF over his head with an arm trapped chicken wing german suplex! By this time Mark Brooks has collected himself. As Raab stands to his feet Brooks grabs him from behind and slams him backwards to the mat with with a russian leg sweep. He tries to maintain the pace by grabbing Raab’s head and pounding it against the mat. Brooks stands to his feet as STF recovers and gets to his. Brooks and STF begin arguing over who’s going to try to eliminate Stefan Raab. Their argument leads to pushing and shoving. Just as STF is about throw a haymaker Mark’s way Raab rises to his feet and hits him with a hard european uppercut. STF stumbles backwards while Raab turns to Mark and hits him with an european uppercut. Raab has both men reeling as he alternates between the two. Raab grabs each guy by the back of their head and drives them forward, forcing them to headbutt one another! STF flops to the mat as Mark Brooks stumbles towards the Killerplauze. Raab ducks his head and lifts Mark Brooks clear of the ropes to the ring floor with a back body drop!
Eliminated: Mark Brooks
JOHNSON: ”That’s the second elimination of this match and both women are still in this thing!”
VASSA: ”Brooks may have landed awkwardly on his ankle…He seems to be favoring it.”
JOHNSON: ”And STF looks like he’s counting the little birdies flying around his head. Stefan Raab did a number on those two!”
Drake stands over the women who are gasping for air after being blindsided by a double clothesline. Drake grabs Julliet and lifts her well above his head with a military press. Drake drops Julliet forward sending her crashing down onto Roxi. Drake arrogantly puts one foot down on top of the Julliet’s stomach and pushes off, putting all his weight down on that one foot before walking over his fallen opponent. Drake flexes in the middle of the ring and once his back is turned Jason Lee charges and brings him head first to the mat with a running bulldog. Lee lifts Drake to all fours before taking a step back and then dropkicking him in the face. Lee reaches down and grabs Drake with a front face lock. He carries Drake towards the ropes and drops him onto the middle rope, draping his chest across the barbed wire with his head facing the fans. Lee hustles to the other side of the ring and then charges his opponent. Lee jumps onto Drake’s back before sliding to the outside through the middle and top rope!
JOHNSON: ”Lee is not eliminated! You have to go up and over the top rope. He went through…”
VASSA: ”Yeah but what is he doing. He’s looking under the ring apron…”
JOHNSON: ”He just pulled out a trash can and threw it into the ring! And now he’s sliding a steel chair in there also…”
Eliminated: Sebastian Tyler Fluker
VASSA: ”Uh, someone needs to check on Sebastian…those barbs were in a very sensitive spot!”
JOHNSON: ”Why don’t you go ahead and check on him yourself.”
VASSA: ”I’m not a trained medical physician. I’ll leave that for the professionals…”
The Red Pioneer turns just in time to see Julliet Brooks charging at him like a speeding locomotive. He scoops her up with a side slam before forcing the small of her back to his extended knee with the pendulum backbreaker. Roxi tries to sneak up behind the masked phenom. Once he turns she leaps up and grabs a front face lock on The Red Pioneer. She swings her weight around to use her momentum for a tornado DDT. The Red Pioneer got both of his hands on her hips and while she spun, he managed to push her off into a flapjack! Roxi bounced off the mat and big Drake Knight wrapped his massive arms around the Red Pioneer, lifting him off of the mat with a bear hug. He squeezed vigorously while the Red Pioneer squirmed, trying to break free. The Red Pioneer managed to get his arms loose and began digging his fingers into his blood filled eyes, forcing Drake Knight to break the hold. The Red Pioneer stumbles backwards. Drake takes a few steps towards The Red Pioneer who lifts him up and drops him throat first with a stun gun to the top rope! Drake immediately grabs at his neck and the Red Pioneer dumps him over the top rope to the floor.
Eliminated: Drake Knight
JOHNSON: ”My god! Drake’s hands are covered in blood! I hope there’s not a severe puncture to his throat!”
VASSA: ”Everyone knew the risks of taking part in this match…”
JOHNSON: ”You still don’t want to see anyone seriously injured! We are down to six. Roxi, Julliet, The Red Pioneer, Nathaniel Havok, Jason Lee, and Stefan Raab! One of which will be your first 4CW Extreme Television Champion!”
Havok rises to his knees and smiles as the bodies begin to feel the stress of this match. Raab and Lee are on all fours. The Red Pioneer and Roxi are out on their backs while Julliet Brooks is rising to her feet in the corner. She turns around and Havok charges, squishing her into the corner with an avalanche splash! Havok peels her from the corner and immediately puts her in a side headlock. Havok smiles before sweeping her leg out and spiking the top of her skull to the mat with a move he calls the FBD! Havok looks at Julliet, disgusted with her sudden lack of fight. He grabs a handful of her hair and throws her back against the ropes before clotheslining her over the top rope to the ring floor.
Eliminated: Jullet Brooks
VASSA: ”Man, Havok looks to be getting a second wind while the others are struggling to even amount an offense. You may be onto something when you picked Havok to win this thing Stevie!”
JOHNSON: ”Like I said, he strives in this environment. Some guys are just made for these matches. Havok is one of them.”
Stefan Raab grabs Jason Lee by his hair and pulls him to his feet before he could defend himself. Raab clubs him over the back twice before dropping him down to the mat with a DDT. Raab stomps away at Jason Lee mercilessly. Lee tries to crawl to the corner and take cover under the bottom turnbuckle but Raab pulls him out by an arm and a leg. He lifts Lee up and drives a knee into his solar plexus. Raab drives his shoulder into Lee’s gut and lifts him up, placing him in a seated position on the top turnbuckle which has to feel like sitting on a cactus plant! Havok sneaks up from behind and hits a spinning heel kick to the back of Raab’s head, forcing him head first into the groin of Jason Lee! Lee tumble dow to the arena floor as Raab rests chest first against the corner.
Eliminated: Jason LeeHavok wastes no time and clotheslines Raab in the back of the head, dumping him over the top rope right behind Jason Lee!
Eliminated: Stefan Raab
JOHNSON: ”Raab inadvertently eliminates Jason Lee with a headbutt to the groin and then Havok clotheslines Raab over the top rope to the floor, leaving us with a final three!”
VASSA: ”Nathaniel Havok…Roxi Johnson…The Red Pioneer…WHO WANTS IT!?!?”
Havok crawls towards the ropes. The Red Pioneer follows him, like a predator stalking his prey. Once near the ropes, the Red Pioneer forces Havok’s torso between the bottom and middle ropes. He tucks Havok’s arms behind the middle rope and pulls back on Havok’s head with a modified camel clutch, forcing the barbed wire rope into Havok’s shoulders and arms. The Red Pioneer releases Havok and turns his attention to Roxi. As Havok pulls himself from the barbed wire, the fans in the front rows begin to stir. Young Mannie has made his way through the audience and over the security barrier. Havok gets to his feet and Mannie hops onto the apron. Mannie reaches over and grabs a handful of Havok’s hair before dragging him to the corner and smashing his head into the ring post. Mannie doesn’t let go of Havok. He pulls down on his head and begins grinding Havok’s forehead side to side along the top strands of barbed wire! Mannie finally lets go and drops to the arena floor. Roxi manages to take The Red Pioneer down with a snap suplex. She notices Havok leaning over the top rope and comes up from behind him, grabbing him by the legs and dumping him over the top rope!
Eliminated: Nathaniel Havok
JOHNSON: ”What a huge elimination! Roxi Johnson and The Red Pioneer are left in this match!”
VASSA: ”It’s like I said, this match obviously favors the smaller competitors. I knew Roxi would be here in the end.
JOHNSON: ”That’s the exact opposite of what you had said…”
The Red Pioneer reaches down and grabs Roxi by her arm. He folds it over her chest. He grabs Roxi’s other arm and folds it over the other arm before lifting her with a straight jacket suplex! The Red Pioneer keeps the flow going, grabbing Roxi with a rear waist lock. He flips her over and bridges with a reverse northern lights suplex and rolls it into a cattle mutilation submission hold. Roxi taps out but pitfalls and submissions have no barring on the outcome to this match. The Red Pioneer releases the hold and grabs Roxi by her hair. He drags her to the corner but she manages to break free. She shoves him into the corner before charging and pouncing on him looking for a monkey flip. The Red Pioneer moves slightly knocking Roxi’s balance off and grabbing her with a fireman’s carry. She grabs the ropes and struggles through the pain of squeezing the barbs while trying to remain in this match. The Red Pioneer drops Roxi and waits for her to spin around. The Red Pioneer quickly clotheslines Roxi over the top rope and to the ring floor.
Eliminated: Roxi Johnson
JOHNSON: “What an excellent match! That was pretty violent! ”
POWERS: “Here is your winner… and new 4CW Extreme Television Champion…THE RED PIONEER!!”
VASSA: “This might not be a particularly great situation for The Red Pioneer.”
JOHNSON: “Surely he has not authority to be here, this should be a moment for The Red Pioneer to enjoy his win?”
VASSA: “Well I think we’re about to find out why he is here.”
JOHNSON: “This isn’t going to end well.”
JOHNSON: “This is amazing!”
VASSA: “Fair play to The Red Pioneer, he is not letting the fact that he just went through a brutal match have any effect on his stamina.”
VASSA: “Tormented Youth has some evil intentions in mind here, he’s starting to become more methodical with his attack and The Red Pioneer will want to stay away from those ropes.”
JOHNSON: “Why is nobody out here to help The Red Pioneer? This isn’t right!”
JOHNSON: “This isn’t good. Tormented Youth has wrapped The Red Pioneer in the ropes, using the barbed wire!”
VASSA: “What is Tormented Youth doing?”
JOHNSON: “This has to be the strangest scenario I have ever seen!”
VASSA: “Oh my god, we need security out here now!”
VASSA: “Why is nobody out here?! This guy needs taking away now!”
JOHNSON: “I’ve just had word that security are on their way out here, but should anything happen we are going to have to end the live feed!”
SOUTH-WEST HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
JASON PHOENIX VS. JASON CASHE ©
JOHNSON: “Up next is the main event on the second 4CW’s supershow. It is going to be a real tensed match from start to finish. It will be the battle of the Jason’s: as Jason Phoenix is going to look and dethrone Jason Cashe, but Jason Phoenix has been on a mission to claim the highest honor in the company since day one.”
VASSA: “Indeed he has Steve. He even took the winning streak of Stefan Raab and Stefan hasn’t been the same since. I think with a win over one of the champion’s allies has fueled the fire even more between Jason’s.”
JOHNSON: “It sure has Vinny because Jason Phoenix’s allies have managed to beat Stefan Raab, Joe Dobbs, and Jason Cashe in leading up to this showcase. It seems like the group known as Power Trip might be the group to dominate this company.”
VASSA: “We are going to find out what Jason Phoenix is made of though when he takes on the undefeated and inaugural South-western Heavyweight Champion Jason Cashe!”
POWERS:“The following is the main event of the evening and it is for the 4 Corners Wrestling’s South-western Heavyweight Championship. Introducing first, he is the challenger, billed from Miami, Florida, weighing in at two hundred and forty-five pounds, and standing in at six feet, two inches… the “Living Legend” JASON PHOENIX!”
VASSA: “The challenger looked ready and I’m pretty afraid just by staring at him. He looks like an evil, evil man.”
JOHNSON: “His words were quite chilling that he had for Jason Cashe this week, but let’s see if he can keep true to his promises.”
VASSA: “If his words were in fact true, then I wouldn’t want to be in Jason Cashe’s shoes because we might not have a new champion after only the first title defense.”
Got Introduced to the Game, to the Game then Fucking Blew Up
I Grew Up A Fucking Screw-Up
Got Introduced to the Game, to the Game then Fucking Blew Up”
As the chorus to “Grew Up A Screw Up” plays as Jason Cashe steps through the back curtain with the South-western Heavyweight Championship buckled around his waist as he steps onto the stage, he is met with cheers of many plus some deep bass boos from the haters. The chorus of the song plays but is spoken over as the Ring Announcer makes introductions.
POWERS:“Introducing the Atlanta Born but Houston Representative, at two Hundred and Thirty pounds he is the Current South-West Heavyweight Champion!! “The INFLUENCE OF WRESTLING!” Jaaaasssooon…CAAASSSSHHE!!!
Something in my brain said, “Wake up and kick out!”
Roberta and Wayne stayed up and flipped out
Cause when I came I was draped up and dripped out
Snip the umbilical, spit the government chip out
Peace up, A-Town down and then I dipped out
And oh my gosh, the Osh Kosh was picked out
I slipped in, even my baby stroller was tricked out
Somebody get him, the little homie’s out of control
Put a little bit of rum in my bottle I’ll dream about diamonds and gold
Gold gold, to grow from an infant to toddler was effervescent
The essence of adolescence got my body feeling freshen
freshing freshing, and it was a blessing to rhyme and start rapping
I was the best in my section with flows hard than erections
Still the best but now I’m grown with more range than a Texan
And I’m a heavyweight you dudes is lighter than my complexion”
As he heads to ringside, he rounds the corner he unbuckles the Championship and picks up speed as he leaps up on the ring apron, landing on one knee and pulling himself to his feet using the ropes and lifts the Championship high into the air above him. He dips through the ropes and enters the ring to a louder pop from the crowd. He makes a roof over his head with his hands for the cameras to see before handing the belt off to the referee and leans against the ropes. Ready for his dose of Action.
JOHNSON: “The champion isn’t showing any signs of fear toward Jason Phoenix as he taunts him. But Jason Phoenix doesn’t look the least bit afraid of the champion either. This match is going to be a slobberknocker.”
VASSA: “Look at Tidus Howe making his way down causally long after his client’s entrance. You know him and Morgan both are to be watched at ringside.”
JOHNSON: “Yes, indeed—they are both sneaky and vindictive, which have played big roles in both men’s careers.”
VASSA: “The referee calls for the bell as both men immediately start to search for the other’s weaknesses.”
VASSA: “It looks like the challenger is starting off with fury elbows to the champion’s face.”
JOHNSON: “This is one of the few times we have seen Jason Cashe not have the immediate advantage.”
JOHNSON: “Jason Phoenix looks determined Vinny.”
VASSA: “As he has since his debut match, but it’s going to take much more to put him away.”
VASSA: “Jason Cashe got nothing, but canvas with that running senton.”
JOHNSON: “It looks like Phoenix is right there to meet him with a toe kick to the midsection.”
VASSA: “It looks like Jason Phoenix might have underestimated Jason Cashe a bit.”
JOHNSON: “Jason Phoenix looks like he wants to fly.”
VASSA: “Jason Cashe better get up!”
JOHNSON: “It looks like the challenger is going for the pin.”
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TWO
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KICKOUT!
VASSA: “But it still wasn’t enough to keep the champion down.”
JOHNSON: “It looks like Jason Cashe is going for the Samoan drop.”
VASSA: “But Jason Phoenix has just slid down off his back.”
VASSA: “Jason Phoenix is walking in dangerous territory right now and could find himself disqualified.”
JOHNSON: “The official is at the count of four, break it up Jason!”
JOHNSON: “Oh my God Jason Phoenix may have just broken Jason Cashe directly in half with that huge spear!”
VASSA: “We are seeing these men do everything out of pure desperation for the greatest prize in the 4CW empire.”
VASSA: “Holy SHIT! Did you just see that Steve? Jason Cashe just put Phoenix through the barricade!”
JOHNSON: “Both men look like they aren’t even moving right now.”
VASSA: “It looks like this one is going to be over.”
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TWO
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THRRRRR… KICKOUT!
JOHNSON: “Phoenix got his shoulder up at the last fucking second! How the hell did he do that!?”
JOHNSON: “He was trying to go for the How High, but got only a couple of knees!”
VASSA: “Phoenix could be back in this thing, if he can muscle up the strength to get up.”
JOHNSON: “Where the hell is Jason Phoenix finding this ability and what will it take to put him away?”
VASSA: “I don’t know, but now it looks like Cashe is on the receiving end.”
VASSA: “We might have a new champion!”
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TWO
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THRRR… KICK OUT!
JOHNSON: “And Jason Cashe kicked out in the nick of time!”
VASSA: “The blood is rushing straight to Jason Cashe head”
JOHNSON: “This isn’t looking good for the champion at all Vinny!”
VASSA: “The Blood Rush! My God, we are going to have ourselves a new champion!”
ONE
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TWO
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THRRRR…
JOHNSON: “Tidus Howe is on the ring apron and he’s distracting the referee.”
VASSA: “Jason Phoenix could have been the winner!”
JOHNSON: “My God, he just struck Jason’s wife!”
VASSA: “I think Tidus Howe started a war.”
JOHNSON: “LOW BLOW!”
VASSA: “There’s so much going on in this match and the referee doesn’t know what to do.”
JOHNSON: “It’s World War III in what should have been an excellent title match!”
VASSA: “Welcome to 4CW!”
JOHNSON: “What are they planning now!?”
VASSA: “I don’t know what the hell Perry Wallace is going to do about this madness!”
POWERS:“This match has ended up in a via double disqualification!”
JOHNSON: “I don’t think anybody even knows what the call was because they are still brawling.”
JOHNSON: “What the hell happened to the lights? Are they still fighting?”
VASSA: “I don’t know—“
VASSA: “O.K., I give up. Where the fuck did they go?”
JOHNSON: “Your guess is as good as my, but one thing is for sure this match ended with both men on the losing end, but Cashe retained his title.”
VASSA: “He might have retained it, but this war is far from over Vinny.”
JOHNSON: ”Things just got real and this is turning into a battle of the armies.”
VASSA: ”Where did they go?!?!”
JOHNSON: ”Your guess is as good as mine but we’re out of time folks. Tune in two weeks from now as we take 4CW into a new era and a new event name!”
VASSA: ”I almost forgot! Why didn’t we mention this earlier?”
JOHNSON: ”The HBO executives want us to have a name for our shows and it all starts next week as we kick off the first official 4CW Monday Night Adrenaline!”
VASSA: ”This place sure has grown since November, I’ll stand by that.”
JOHNSON: ”It’s pretty obvious! We’re the premiere leading wrestling promotion in the South-West United States!”
VASSA: ”Out with the old and in with the new! 4CW 001 through 008 will always be the foundation of what Perry Wallace and Frankie Morrison have created but come two weeks from now, Adrenaline will set the standard for all of professional wrestling!”
JOHNSON: ”We’re out of time. I’m Steve Johnson…”
VASSA: ”And I’m Vinny Vassa! Good night folks!”
“4CW!!! 4CW!!! 4CW!!! 4CW!!! 4CW!!! 4CW!!! 4CW!!!”
The scene then slowly fades to black with the blue 4CW logo centered, surrounded by blood and smoke.
