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PCW Trauma: 106: One Year Later
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Live on E! from the Pure Class Arena in Greenville, South Carolina
Introduction
Details: (The first show of 2012 starts with a bang! Literally. The bang of pyros exploding around the inside of the Pure Class Arena signal the start of the show. The PCW Faithful bring in the new year with ravenous cheering as the PCW-Tron immediately springs to life. A recap of Hostile Takeover 3 plays on the big screen for those sad sacks that missed the live event.)
Hollywood star "Mr. Showtime" Mikey Wryght is shown arriving at the Pure Class Arena in a long, shiny limo.
"The Phenom" Billy Sadistic is shown, broken arm and all, rolling up a bloody Grimm in a schoolboy while special referee Mikey Wryght makes a bogus fast count.
Usali Basilisk is shown choking out Crazy Boy with the gift, his eyes glowing red. But only to have the decision reversed when he refused to release the choke.
A quick clip of the massive Machine is shown with his arms folded across his chest. Somebody was been kind enough to spraypaint a smiley face onto his chest.
High Tide sneakily using what appeared to be a pair of knucks to knock out Andy D and get the pinfall is shown, with Tide escaping with his title intact.
A clip of both teams involved in the War Games match is shown with each team prepping in their respective locker rooms.
The giant, three cell cage is shown decending from the rafters prior to the main event.
LoKi is shown trapping Michaels in the Broken Wings, forcing him to submit. Then he is shown taking out his partners, Justin Kaard, Nacho Grande, and Lantlas, with the championship belt.
The final clip is of a demented LoKi trapping Lantlas in the Broken Wings.
New Year, New Management
Details: ...Walk Hard...
...Hard...
...Down Life's...
...Rocky Road...
(“Walk Hard” by Dewey Cox begins to play and from behind the entrance curtain steps sole PCW President “Captain” Alejandro Walker. “The Captain” is wearing a orange cowboy hat to go with a flamboyant orange business-suit, which is embedded with sparkling rhinestones, and orange sunglasses.)
Al Laiman: Speaking of “The Captain”, here he is, fresh off his team winning War Games at Hostile Takeover.
Jerry Andrews: With that win, Alejandro replaces Skylar Marshall as PCW President. Things around here are definitely going to be different.
...Walk Bold...
...Hard...
...That's My Creed...
...My CoooOOooddeee...
Al Laiman: But different doesn't necessarily mean better. Remember, Skylar originally replaced Alejandro because “The Icemann” thought Walker was unfit to be President.
Jerry Andrews: That's true, but since Mr. Walker has been back, he has shown everyone that he is more dedicated and interested in bettering himself and the promotion.
(“The Captain”, with a look of sheer excitement and joy on his face, walks down the aisle, slapping fans with a few fans along his way.)
Mark Long (standing in the ring): Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, your PCW President...“The Captain”...Alejandro Walker!
Jerry Andrews: One thing that is for certain, things are going to be a lot more fair around here.
Al Laiman: Fair or just fair to those who Walker likes? Do you think he's going to give people like Justin Michaels and Tha UnHoly Alliance, Sadistic, or even LoKi fair shakes?
Jerry Andrews: I don't see why not. He's always been fair in the past.
Al Laiman: That's the thing though...his “fairness” was usually the result of Skylar's “biased”
behavior. Walker was the ying to Marshall's yang. With no Marshall around, I wonder how things will be.
Jerry Andrews: Well, only time will tell. Let's see what our new PCW President's first decree is.
(Alejandro enters the ring by climbing the steel steps and stepping through the top and middle ropes. The Captain then walks over to Mark Long and receives the microphone. Mark exits the ring and as Walker brings the mic up to his face, his music stops.)
“The Captain” Alejandro Walker: Before I get into anyt'ing, I first wants to thank all yous fans that make-up the PCW Faithful, whether yous be the ones who come out to these here shows, or if you're watchin' at home. Yous are the reason that I do this.
(The PCW Faithful clap...pretty faithfully.)
Al Laiman: Sucking up to the crowd, that's always a sign that a man craves approval.
Jerry Andrews: Maybe he craves being passionate.
Al Laiman: Knowing Walker, he's probably craving Slim Jims.
The Captain: It's been an interesting few weeks since Hostile Takeover and the War Games. Skylar Marshall is out as PCW President, and I heard through the grapevine that “The Icemann” has lent Skylar to Havoc Inc. to work for their company. That's fine by me. Whatever keeps him away from Pure Class Wrestling, does nothing but good, if you were askin' me.
Al Laiman: You stay classy, Cap'n.
The Captain: With the holiday break after Hostile Takeover, I've had some time to fully get immersed into fixing the mistakes that wrecked the PCW in the first place. Skylar promising title shots to people who don't deserve 'em, wrestlers losing due to technicalities, and things like that are things I'm planning on fixing. So I'm just gonna go run down the line in some things I want to address...
Al Laiman: Oh boy. Lists. This sounds entertaining.
Jerry Andrews: Come on, Al. Give the man a chance.
The Captain: First off, I just want to tell the PCW World Champion LoKi that I want to know what the hell was the meaning for all that stuff he pulled at the Pay-Per-View. Not only did he disrespect his partners, the men who put everything on the line at War Games, and not only did he disrespect me, but he disrespected the entire PCW Faithful. We deserve an explanation, and I am not going to wait long to find out! LoKi, you have until Trauma 107 to explain yourself!
Al Laiman: Why should he have to explain himself? If anything, Walker should be thanking LoKi. I mean, it was LoKi who scored the victory for Team Walker, allowing The Captain to be out here tonight, boring us all to death.
Jerry Andrews: Now who is being classy, Al.
The Captain: And while you're thinking about how you're going to explain yourself, you can also wonder how you'll retain your World Championship at Mass Destruction...against LANTLAS!
(Massively orgasmic like pop from the crowd.)
Jerry Andrews: WHAT AN ANNOUNCEMENT! LoKi defends against Lantlas at Mass Destruction!
Al Laiman: LoKi will have to be on his A game, that's for sure.
The Captain; Next, I'm goin' to address some other issues I've been having. Let's look at the PCW North American Championship situation. At Hostile Takeover High Tide managed to retain the title after defeating Andy D. But what I saw, and you fans saw, but the ref didn't see, was that High Tide used a foreign object to defeat Andy. And, ya know, that just ain't right. But the referee's decision is the referee's decision.
(Fans cheer...I mean, they boo. They definitely boo.)
The Captain: And to top it off, Crazy Boy defeated Usali Basilisk to become the new number-one contender, but only due to a referee's decision to reverse the outcome. I didn't really care for that call either, but, the referee's decision is the referee's decision. So what do we do? Well, Tyrone got his shot later on tonight. But where does that leave Andy D and Usali Basilisk? Well, they fightin' later tonight too, right? Why don't I make that to become the new number-one contender? Because, I don't think either man needs to earn a shot.
They BOTH should be able to receive their shot. So, I'm officially announcing that at our biggest Pay-Per-View, Mass Destruction, no matter who the North American Champion is, he will be defending the title against both Andy D and Usali Basilisk. Hell, and to be fair, I'll even throw in the loser of the N.A. Title Match today in the fold too!
(Fans cheer.)
Jerry Andrews: Now that sounds like a perfect solution to that issue!
Al Laiman: For everyone but High Tide.
The Captain: But now onto the International Championship. Sadistic and Mikey really pulled a fast one on me. Mikey thoroughly convinced me that he was gonna be an impartial referee. I admit, I was fooled, and it cost Grimm a victory against his brother and the International Championship. But that's ok. Grimm can earn his shot against Sadistic for the title at Mass Destruction if he can beat the man that screwed him...tonight, in a Hardcore Match! That's right, tonight, Grimm will square-off against Mikey Wryght in a hardcore match, and if Grimm wins...he will get another chance at Sadistc.
(Cheer...that's what the fans are doing right now. Come on, don't act like you didn't know that would get a pop. Everyone hates Sadistic anyway. He's eeeevvviiiillll.)
Al Laiman: *sarcastically* More fair decisions from the good ole Cap'n.
The Captain: Now, this brings me to the next few titles I got to fix. The Tag Team Championships and the World Titles. Or more specifically, the title shots that were guaranteed to three very specific havoc-filled individuals...
(...and, just as if it was a tv show and this was their cue, “I Will Not Bow” by Breaking Benjamin begins to blare through the arena and, from out behind the entrance curtain, comes Justin Michaels, Jason Willard, and Loco, all dressed in their wrestling attire. All three wrestlers begin to walk down the aisle, as the PCW Faithful jeer, and some even throw cups of soda and beer at the men.)
Jerry Andrews: I know they have an upcoming match, but did Stormm & Tha UnHoly Alliance really have to interrupt The Captain?
Al Laiman: I'm glad someone did. He was going on...and on...and on...
Jerry Andrews: Will you be serious!
(When at ringside, the three men take turns climbing the ring steps, with Stormm entering first and Willard entering in last. Stormm then rolls over to the announcers' side of the ring, and requests a microphone from Mark Long. Mark complies with the request and then Stormm heads back towards the center of the ring where Alejandro Walker and Tha UnHoly Alliance stands. Stormm's music fades out, and Stormm begins to speak.)
Justin “Stormm” Michaels: I have a sinking suspicion that those three havoc-filled individuals you were referring to was a little jab at us. And what the hell is this Havoc Thr3e stuff? I've already talked to Skylar Marshall about this before, but I guess you didn't get the memo. It's Havoc Entertainment. Get it right.
(Justin hands Loco the microphone, then has Willard retrieve two more from Mark Long. While Loco is speaking, Willard comes back with two microphones and hands one to Justin.)
Loco: Now, before we came out here, it sounded like you were going to say something about our title shots.
Jason Willard: You know, the ones Skylar Marshall promised us.
Alejandro Walker: Actually, if I do recall correctly, he only promised them to you if your team won. And by my standing here now, I guess how that one turned out.
(Fans in the audience begin to chant, “You Tapped Out!” Justin, with this look on his face that can be described only as seething, pans the arena.)
Jerry Andrews: Doesn't seem Justin appreciates hearing the fact that he tapped out.
Al Laiman: He was blindsided by a cheating LoKi. Give him a break!
Willard: Easy there, old man. It wouldn't be wise for you to start and getting in the way and creating waves.
The Captain: Hey kid, respect goes along way around here...
Stormm: ...as the good ole mighty dollar.
The Captain: That's the kind of thing that I won't be allowin' here anymore. No more intimidation tactics. No more bullying and lobbying and paying people off to get what you want 'round here. You want something, earn it!
TUHA...you guys want a shot at Los Dos Amigos. Earn it! I'll give you two a shot. IF, and only if, you boys could defeat LAD in a non-title match at Trauma 107! If you do that, then I'll give you guys a shot at Mass Destruction. If you boys can't, then you won't be getting another title shot! As for you...
(Walker turns to look at Justin Michaels.)
The Captain: ...Stormm, you want a World Title Shot? Earn it! At Mass Destruction you'll be going up against another man who has been lobbying for a shot at the World Championship. That man is Non Compos Mentis! And I got just the person who would be the perfect person to be a special referee. The same person who will be the special ref here tonight for your upcoming match! Mr. One Night Only himself...
(The first riffs of the song kick in with an awe-inspiring light show from above continuing through the screaming guitar ushering in the man himself, Pure Class Wrestling's resident network liability. AC/DC's "Back in Black" rips through the arena.)
The Captain: ...JOHNNY VIVACIOUS!
Al Laiman: That sounds like very familiar music. Who does Johnny V think he is?
Jerry Andrews: Well, Skylar won't be needing it. And who does Johnny Vivacious think he is? The special referee for not only tonight's match, but for Justin and NCM's number-one contender's match for the World Title at Mass Destruction!
(The fans in full throat, both cheering and booing, for the modern-day man in black...and white, for tonight...standing steadfast atop the ramp. He glares down at the ring through silver framed reflective lenses. The lights give his erratic golden spikes a blazing look as he flips ashes about, rambling indistinctly with a Red dangling in his kisser. He turns his head slightly to the left, welcoming the blonde bombshell to join him on the stage.)
Al Laiman: I never did have a problem with Johnny V as long as he brought Stace Matthews with him.
(To catcalls and whistles, she kisses his cheek and they begin their descent. Hand in hand, they reach the foot of the ramp, he bounds to the apron as she goes to the nearest steps. Holding the ropes open for her he follows her into the ring and taps her on the hip as he passes by her going to the furthest corner. He leaps to the second turnbuckle and poses, arms outstretched, looking up into the rafters briefly before hopping down and joining his wife in the center of the ring. The feed then fades to commercial as Havoc Entertainment stands staring disapprovingly in the ring.)
MATCH ONE
Six-Man Tag Team Match
Havoc
Referee:
Match Details: The team of Havoc Entertainment is out first. They don't look happy; especially Justin Michaels. The source of their unhappiness is the special referee: Johnny Vivacious. Johnny V. can only smile at their discomfort. Loco, Willard, and Stormm stalk around the ring before entering from three separate sides to surround Vivacious. Vivacious watches casually when...
...the Elven Warrior and the Tag Team Champions make their entrance. Kaard and Nacho run down the aisle while Lantlas paces down the ramp. The Amigos dive in and start swinging, but the Havoc boys are ready for a fight. Nacho goes after Stormm while Kaard gets jumped by TUHA. Grande and Michaels proceed to pound away on each other, with Stormm tackling the luchador through the ropes to the outside. The Adrenaline King ducks a Willard clothesline attempt and hops onto Loco's shoulders, spinning him and spilling both men over the top rope with a hurricanranna! Willard peers down at his partner and the youngster. When the Anarchist turns around, he comes face to face with his past...
...Lantlas! The blue-haired elf grabs Willard by the throat and hurls him into the corner before unloading on him with a barrage of deadly kicks, the last one nearly separating his head from his body. Vivacious is extremely lenient with the rules, allowing the grapplers to find their way back to their respective corners. By default, Willard and Lantlas start the match. The Elven Warrior looks very impressive in the early goings, displaying incredible agility, strength, and all around ring prowess as he batters Willard all around the ring. Eventually, Willard is able to tag out to Loco and Lantlas tags in Kaard. Loco greets the youngster with a thumb to the eyeball and it's all downhill from there for the tag champ.
Loco uses his experience and some questionable tactics to keep the high flyer grounded. Bootlaces to the eyes, fish hooks, and rakes of the back are on tap for young Justin Kaard as Loco flaunts his rulebreaking right in front of special referee Johnny Vivacious. With Kaard weakened, Loco tags in Stormm. Stormm does not hesitate in suplexing Kaard all over the ring. The former World Champion seems to have a whole new focus as he systematically takes apart the rookie. However, Kaard is able to backdrop Michaels out of a piledriver attempt and make the hot tag to Nacho Grande. The fans roar as Nacho hits the ring with fists flying! Tha UnHoly Alliance enters the fray, but Nacho serves them up a couple knuckle sandwiches as well! A powerslam puts Stormm on the mat and Nacho heads to the top rope. The fans stand in anticipation.
Until Willard shoves the masked man off the top rope to the outside. Once again, all six men get involved. Predictably, Johnny Vivacious doesn't try too hard to restore order. Stormm heads to the outside to pursue Nacho. Willard and Loco take out Lantlas with a double spear before turning their attention to Kaard. Loco hooks the Andrenaline King from behind as Willard sizes him up and launches a standing side kick to the face...Loco's face! Kaard moves at the last second as Willard takes out his partner! Kaard charges the Anarchist and tackles him to the mat. Loco is up, but he's staggered and walks right into the Flame of the West by Lantlas! Three seconds later and Lantlas has picked up the pinfall for his team at the 14 minute and 17 second mark!
Winner(s): Los Amigos Dos & Lantlas when Lantlas pinned Loco
Not seeing eye to eye.
Details: (After the match, the Amigos and Lantlas exit the ring, content with their victory. Surprisingly, Johnny Vivacious also leaves without incident. Also just as surprising is the fact that he called the match right down the middle.)
Al Laiman: I'll admit, I thought he was going to try screwing Havoc Entertainment.
Jerry Andrews: Loco is trying to shake the cobwebs loose, and he doesn't look happy.
(Sure enough, Loco is a little bit pissed off about the ordeal. Willard attempts to calm him down, but Loco doesn't want to hear it. He's obviously taken exception to Willard kicking him in the mouth and costing their team the match. Justin Michaels is able to step between the two and calm them down as the PCW-tron comes back to life.)
A Year Later
Details: (A montage is shown from the Trauma 86: Revival III show from a year ago. A clip of Lantlas emerging victorious from a fatal fourway match against Jason Scene, Donny McNasty, and Heavy Metal is shown. The Kumquat Kid and Crazy Boy are shown defeating Nacho Grande in a handicap match. LoKi is shown picking up the win over Usali Basilisk when the Grand High Exalted One voluntarily took a countout loss. The montage ends with Grimm pinning Non Compos Mentis in a triple threat match that also involve Murdoc.)
Jerry Andrews: Those we good times, Al.
Al Laiman: I'm just glad they didn't show that terrorist, Mike Park.
Jerry Andrews: Ha ha. Whatever happened to that guy?
Al Laiman: Who knows? Maybe he died in a fire...
MATCH TWO
North American Championship Match
High Tide (North American ©) vs. Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith
Referee: Roberto Garcia
Match Details: The lights flicker and fade out as the pulsating beats of Dope Star Inc's "10000 Watts of Artificial Pleasure" pops on the PA system. Smoke fills the arena as a figure stands in the middle of it. All the sudden, Crazy Boy comes out of the smoke and pumps a fist in the air. He walks down the entryway and climbs the ropes of the ring. He bounces around the ropes a few times, pumps his fist in the air one last time and waits for his opponent to come.
Jerry Andrews: Crazy Boy has never held a title belt in PCW but tonight he has a shot at High Tide for the North American Title, could this be his night?
Al Laiman: He’ll have to take down one of the most eccentric and exciting stars in this company, but there’s always a chance.
“You are a Pirate” by Alestorm hits and the crowd greet the North American Champion with a chorus of boos before he’s even appeared on the stage. Finally the Rated AAARRRR Superstar makes his way out to greet his not-so adoring public in true pirate style with his lovely manager Chelsea in toe. With pirate flag in hand Tide walks to the ring and climbs through the ropes. He climbs onto the top turnbuckle and stares at the jeering crowd behind jumping back into the ring, simulating a cannon shot. He makes his way to the corner as the referee checks on both men. Finally, satisfied with both men, Roberto Garcia signals for the bell and both men come out of their corners.
In typical pirate style, High Tide is looking confident as he attempts to defend his North American Title but Crazy Boy seems equally focused on the task ahead of him. The two men meet in the middle of the ring with a collar and elbow tie up. As the slightly heavier man, Smith gains the early advantage and puts Tide in a headlock but the pirate uses his wily ways to slide out and push his opponent into the ropes. Crazy Boy rebounds and the two meet again in the middle with dual shoulder blocks, again with Smith gaining the upper hand. As Tide falls to the mat, Smith hits the ropes and vaults over Tide’s prone body but the scurvy sea dog gets to his feet immediately and nails a lightning fast Jumping Heel Kick to the face.
One…
T..NO!
Jerry Andrews: An amazingly fast start to the match, both men want this over as soon as possible.
Smith pushes out easily and attempts to get to his feet only for Tide to cut him off with a boot to the gut. The crowd boos intensely yet again but Tide dismisses them and nails a hard Snap Suplex into the middle of the ring. Not content with just this move, Tide rolls through and pulls both himself and Smith to their feet before nailing a Russian Leg Sweep. Getting back to his feet, Tide hits the ropes and rebounds with a quick fire Leg Drop across the throat before pinning again.
One…
Two…
NO!
The Rated AAAARRR Superstar pulls Crazy Boy up to his feet and whips his across the ring, ducking his head for a Back Body Drop on the return. Smith sees it coming however and leaps over the top with a Sunset Flip pin.
One…
Two…
NO!
Al Laiman: High Tide almost let his cockiness lose him the North American Title there, the champion needs to be more careful.
Caught by surprise, Tide only just gets out of the pin and is encountered by a Crazy Boy boot to the midsection once he reaches his feet. Crazy Boy, fuelled by a will to win the North American Title for the first time, goes for the Falcon’s Arrow and lifts High Tide high into the air. About to drop him into the Crazy Slam, Smith loses control and Tide drops behind him before performing the Pirate Code School Boy pin.
One…
Two…
TH…NO!
Now beginning to get slightly frustrated, PCW’s resident pirate pulls Crazy Boy to his feet and goes for the Over The Shoulder DDT but Smith has enough awareness to fall out of the back door and shove Tide into the ropes. As he rebounds, Smith hits another boot that doubles the pirate over and then hits the ropes himself before nailing a brutal Scissor Kick to the back of his head and pinning.
Jerry Andrews: Out of nowhere! Smith could have it here!
One…
Two…
TH..NO!
Smith stands up and pulls High Tide to his feet with him, then whips Tide into the turnbuckles. Taking a long run up, Smith charges into the corner only to be hit with a stunning Super Kick from the devious sea-faring superstar who immediately begins to climb the turnbuckles. Smith is struggling to get to his feet as Tide reaches the top and sets himself for the Shooting Star DDT.
Jerry Andrews: Could this be the Off The Plank?!
Al Laiman: If he hits it this match is o…..OHHH!
Smith turns and Tide attempts to take off… but his foot slips, causing him to fall dramatically to his right into the ring ropes. Somehow in the collision, High Tide’s arm becomes entangled in the ropes and he lets out a piratey gasp of agony. As the crowd try to figure out what happened it’s clear on Tide’s face that he’s in a whole lot of pain while still being caught in the extremely tight ropes. Even Chelsea on the outside is showing a great deal of concern for her client.
Jerry Andrews: A freak accident, but this swings the match right back in favour of Tyrone Smith.
Al Laiman: Exactly right Jerry, you’re prepared to get hit in a match but when something like that happens you can’t tense up and prepare. It wouldn’t surprise me if Tide separated something or tore a muscle with that.
Roberto Garcia tries to release Tide from the ropes but even he is struggling with their tightness. As this is going on, Smith regains his composure in the middle of the ring and realises the situation he’s been handed. Both Tide and Garcia can only look on as Smith begins to climb the same turnbuckles with sadistic intentions. Once he gets to the top rope, Smith stares down at Tide who is pleading with him for mercy but he’s having none of it. Tide begins to pull wildly to get free, presenting a clear view of the arm for Crazy Boy.
Jerry Andrews: What on earth is Smith thinking?
Al Laiman: I’ll bet you he’s not up there to get a better view.
Smith sets himself and launches himself leg first before nailing a sickening Missile Dropkick straight to the entangled, outstretched arm, bending it at a horrific, inhuman angle before finally breaking it free with the impact.
Jerry Andrews: BAH GAWD!
Al Laiman: Yes people, that was the voice of Good Ol’ JA.
Jerry Andrews: Whatever… Crazy Drop to the arm and did you see the angle it contorted to? This doesn’t spell good news for Tide.
With his experience in submission techniques, Crazy Boy spots his chance and locks in a Fujiwara Armbar straight away. Roberto Garcia gets into position and asks for the submission from High Tide but somehow the pirate refuses to give up despite the immense pain he is in. Smith pulls harder and harder as Tide kicks for the ropes in agony.
Al Laiman: How can Tide hold on?! His arm could be broken!
Only inches away from the ropes, Tide kicks more and more while Smith applies so much torque to the submission that Tide’s arm is almost at a right angle to his body. Chelsea screams for her client to reach a little further... but he can take no more and taps out.
Jerry Andrews: Crazy Boy did it! He’s the North American Champion!
Winner(s): Crazy Boy d. High Tide via submission
War of the Dillingers
Details: (After the big title win by Tyrone Smith, the PCW-tron cuts to the backstage area. Mikey Wryght is shown walking down a hallway and by his side is the International Champion, Billy Sadistic. The boys are immediate.)
Showtime: I'm not gonna lie, Billy. I'm excited to get back in the ring with Phinehas. Pick up where we left off.
Sadistic: I'll let you have your fun, but we've gotta stick to the plan.
Showtime: I'm not worried about wins and losses.
Sadistic: I know. We just need to make sure Grimm makes it to Mass Destruction so I can end this once and for all. When the time is right, I'll make my move.
(Showtime nods in agreement as they reach their dressing room. On the door has been taped a note with the words "Dearest Brother" written on it. Intrigued, Sadistic pulls the note off the door and gives it a quick read. Slowly, Sadistic's eyes grow wide and he crumples the note in his fist.)
Showtime: What is it?
Sadistic: N...nothing. Change of plans. You're beating Phinehas out there tonight. I'll make sure of it.
(Showtime's face is plastered with confusion as the shot returns to the ringside area.)
MATCH THREE
Singles Match
Usali Basilisk vs. Andy D
Referee: Marcos Cruz
Match Details: The fans, left wondering about the note left for Sadistic, are quickly diverted to the next match. Andy D is out first and he receives a large ovation from the crowd. Played down the aisle by "Hypest Hype" and capped with a white bucket hat, Andy D enters the ring. He waits for Usali Basilisk, but he doesn't have to wait long. Frou Frou's "Holding Out For a Hero" hits and the Grand High Exalted One emerges from the back. He receives a mixed reaction from the Faithful; many still consider him their hero, but many have become weary of the Exalted One's use of the Gift. Basilisk enters the ring to face off against fellow North American division rival Andy D.
The match starts out with a very short feeling out process before both competitors get after it. It starts off with an Andy D taking a hammerlock on the masked man. Usali quickly reverses into a high wristlock, but the Dee counters into an armbar. Stepping on the back of Usali's calf, he forces him to his knees before Usali handsprings forward, springboards off the middle rope, and armdrags Andy D! Andy rolls to his feet and charges Usali, but the Exalted One leap frogs, rolls to his back, and catches Andy D on the rebound with a monkey flip! Showing incredible athleticism, Andy lands on his feet and hits the ropes. Usali is ready and waiting with a front dropkick, but Andy puts on the breaks, grabs Basilisk's ankles, and rolls through for a pin attempt. 1...2...kickout! Both men are quickly back to their feet and the fans give them a nice ovation.
Showing that they were only getting started, the battle quickly takes to the air. More counters and more reversals. High flying dives and springboard hurricanrannas. Flipping headscissor takedowns and tilt-a-whirl slams! Until Andy D finally dodges a flying Usali kick and strikes with a running STO! Andy quickly makes the cover. 1...2...kickout! Andy is frustrated, but he waits for Usali to rise to unleash the Dragon's Bite...
When Usali makes it to his knees, Andy D charges. As soon as he's within range, Usali counters with a spinning spine buster! Basilisk quickly covers. 1...2...kickout! Usali slowly stands as Andy D fights to his feet.
Out of nowhere an enraged High Tide sprints out from the back and catches both men with a double clothesline! Waiting for Andy D to stand, he takes out his frustrations by catching him with a springboard tilt-a-whirl DDT! The fans begin booing as Marcos Cruz has no choice but to call for the bell. Pleased with his decimation of Andy D, Tide turns his anger to Usali...and walks right into the Gift! The fans actually erupt as Usali sucks the former champion to the mat. The black sockets of Usali's mask burn red as he begins to drain the very life from the pirate. A handful of officials are spewed from the back in an attempt to pull Usali from his prey. Even Andy D helps separate them after he comes to. Basilisk walks uncertainly to the back as High Tide is helped from the ring.
Winners(s): Draw
Crazy Championship
Details: (The camera switches to the backstage area to find Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith cradling his newly-won North American Championship. This is clearly the happiest the fans have ever seen PCW's favorite lunatic.)
Crazy Boy: ...
(You couldn't hear what was said, but that was the sound of Tyrone whispering sweet nothings to his little golden belt. He is obviously completely oblivious to the altercation that has just taken place between Usali Basilisk, Andy D, and High Tide. Trauma fades to commercial break.)
MATCH FOUR
Singles Match
Sadistic (International ©) vs. Machine
Referee: Eddie Lane
Match Details: When Trauma returns, Machine is already standing massive in the ring with his puppetmaster, Viktor Krauser, standing on the outside. "Paint it Black" twangs over the speakers and the boos are already in the air before Sadistic makes it through the curtain. With a new scar on his face and a cast still on his arm, he's still suffering from the hellacious battle with Grimm at Hostile Takeover 3. But he's still got the International Championship fastened around his waist. Stopping at the ringsteps, Sadistic takes a good, hard look at Machine before finally deciding to enter the ring.
Upon entering the ring, Sadistic scans outside the ring for...something...before finally setting his sights on Machine. Before Lane can ring the bell, Sadistic jumps all over Machine with a knife edge chop, a boot to the stomach, and a big right haymaker! Unfortunately for the Phenom, none of that had any effect on the giant German. Machine simply stares back at the International Champion, muscular arms hanging at the ready. Viktor watches from the outside, obviously amused. Taking a moment to regroup and rethink, Sadistic flashes several paranoid glances outside the ring. Sadistic attacks with kicks to the legs, followed by a standing dropkick...all about as effective as striking a giant bag of lead. Getting flustered, Sadistic hits the ropes and charges! Flying through the airs, Sadistic brains the big Machine with his cast! Slightly wobbled, Machine takes a half-step backwards. Intrigued, Krauser slips a nervous hand into his pocket. And that's when the lights begin to flicker!
"Winter Shaker" by Wovenhand begins to play and the fans erupt! The PCW Faithful are ready for Phinehas Grimm to claim retribution on his older brother. Inside the ring, Sadistic is beside himself...his attention locked on the entrance. Outside the ring, Viktor raises an outstretched arm with a thumb pointed up. Slowly, he turns the thumb down...and just like that, the Machine comes to life!
Sadistic doesn't even see it coming. A one-armed hammer blow to the top of the head buckles Sadistic's knees as the music cuts out and the lighting resumes. Machine connects with a headbutt to the back of the Phenom's head and down he goes. Outside the ring, Krauser begins screaming in German. Wrapping one of his meathooks around Sadistic's throat, he pulls him off the mat, lifts him into the air, and plants him with the Goozle! Machine slowly places his massive hands onto Sadistic's chest as the referee quickly slaps a three-count and exits the ring! And just as suddenly as it started, Machine again goes comatose as he and Krauser head to the back.
Winner(s): Machine via pinfall
Interview: Sean Rhodes
Details: (Moving backstage the cameras encounter a familiar sight of PCW Interviewer Shane Dodge standing side-by-side with a much larger, and much more intimidating man on his left wearing the moniker ‘Born Psycho’ on his shirt. Shane lifts his microphone to his lips and speaks.)
Shane Dodge: Non….
(The Born Psycho stares to his right with a disapproving look, as if Dodge should know better. In a panicked moment of uncharacteristic fluster, Dodge rushes to correct himself but the former three-time North American Champion looks remarkably calm despite his displeasure.)
Shane Dodge: Sorry… Sean, before our Christmas break you were part of the losing side of the War Games match at Hostile Takeover, a match with far reaching consequences for PCW. First, could I get your reaction to Captain Alejandro Walker gaining full control of PCW’s day-to-day running?
(Sean Rhodes takes a moment to compose his thoughts. After a couple of seconds, and a nervous glance from Shane Dodge, he finally speaks into the microphone.)
Sean Rhodes: Shane, I may have been standing on the dark side of the ring at Hostile Takeover but I was there under protest. If it was left to me I would have strode across that ring and stood shoulder to shoulder with Nacho Grande, Justin Kaard, Lantlas and…
(Rhodes stops short of finishing his sentence, unable to get out the one name to complete Captain Walker’s team in the War Games match. As silence descends on the scene, Dodge pulls the microphone back and hesitantly murmurs.)
Shane Dodge: …and LoKi?
(Still the man commonly known as Non Compos Mentis doesn’t speak, instead nodding slowly and seriously. He takes a deep breath and the audience can be heard talking amongst themselves and speculating what’s going through his mind.)
Sean Rhodes: Yes… and LoKi. You see, I’m glad to see Captain Walker take control of PCW. Lord knows we’ve had our differences, we still do, but at the end of the day PCW is better off in his hands than the grubby mitts of Skylar Marshall.
(The PCW crowd is still unsure of what to expect from Rhodes despite his backing of Walker, but also they await what more he has to say. Good or bad, Rhodes has never been predictable in either words or actions.)
Sean Rhodes: I know what everyone in this arena thinks of me, and they’re right. I didn’t fight hard enough to keep myself from betraying Pure Class Wrestling, I admit that whole heartedly. At Hostile Takeover, however, there was a bigger betrayal than mine… a betrayal that opened my eyes.
(A boo begins to form around the arena as the subject of this comment becomes clear. Nevertheless, Shane Dodge feels it is necessary to remind everyone of the events at Hostile Takeover.)
Shane Dodge: You speak of course about LoKi using his PCW World Title to attack his three teammates.
(An unsavoury expressions leaks across the face of Rhodes as if he’d swallowed a particularly rancid hair. He’s clearly sickened by the event that LoKi perpetrated at the last PPV before the Christmas break. He takes a moment to compose himself again, not wanting to make any rash statements.)
Sean Rhodes: Everybody saw what he did, and everybody is asking why. The darkness that I have seen in myself for so long has begun to infect our World Champion too. LoKi needs somebody who knows that torture to pull him from this trance. He needs somebody to remind him of who he is. At the very least, PCW needs somebody who can restore the name of the Title that LoKi has thoroughly defiled. Now I may have never held that Title Belt, but I know what it means to every wrestler and every fan that has ever been part of PCW.
(Moving to a more contemplative expression, Sean stares straight into the camera at the fans.)
Sean Rhodes:. So, here’s my oath to you and to every fan in this arena or at home… I am going to redeem my past sins, I am going to be a changed man and I am going to save our PCW World Title from the poison that has infected our World Champion… one way or another. That starts tonight.
(With that, Sean Rhodes takes another deep breath before walking off screen toward the ring arena. Trauma takes a commercial break.)
MATCH FIVE
Hardcore Match
Grimm vs. "Mr. Showtime" Michael Wryght
Referee: Steve Shaw
Match Details: ”Jesus Walks” by Kanye West begins to play in the darkened arena. A single spotlight begins to shine on the entrance way and standing there in a black and silver long sleeveless robe. Standing there with his back to the ring and his arms crossed is “Mr. Showtime” Michael Wryght wearing his brown and gold aviators. The back of the robe is exposed with the words in blue and silver “Mr. Showtime” and slightly behind him is Perfection, looking beautiful. Showtime slowly walks to the beat of the music as the only light in the arena follows him to the ring. He walks up the stairs and whips off his feet on the outside apron. He jumps over the top rope and two other spotlights shoot on him he spins and puts his arms out. Then he slowly makes his way to the corner crossing his wrists, with is fingers are lock making a “W.” He pulls his arms down setting off some small pyros behind him, which also begins the lights to return to the arena.
Jerry Andrews: At Hostile Takeover we saw this man screw Grimm and now he has to face the music.
Al Laiman: But in my experience, you don’t poke the dragon unless you know how to fight it. Showtime has something up his sleeve here, I’m sure.
A lone spotlight illuminates the entryway as "Winter Shaker" seeps from the speakers. Phinehas Grimm steps out to bask in the light and shadows, head bowed, arms limp, with rogue strands of dripping hair hanging in his face. He takes it all in for a few moments before making the long walk to the ring, albeit with a slight limp, ignoring the fans along the way while Wovenhand continues his serenade.
Al Laiman: That man is pissed, but he’d never let it show. I don’t think anyone would blame him for wanting to turn Wryght into a human patty right now.
Phinehas climbs up onto the apron and slides in between the ropes. Hopping up onto a turnbuckle, he casts his gaze out over the crowd with his arms at his side, eyes shifting to take in the sea of faces spread out before him. The pair of black eyes have nearly faded from the broken nose suffered against Sadistic at Hostile Takeover 3. Phinehas drops down and waits for the referee who checks he’s ready and signals for the bell.
Both men come out of their corners , circling with very different expressions. Grimm’s is one of intense focus and determination while Wryght’s is one of apprehension. The tension in the crowd begins to grow and they seem to be getting behind Grimm. It builds until Wryght finally makes the first move, jumping forward into a tie up… but Grimm easily sidesteps the attempt and tags Showtime with a light blow to the back of the head. The shot doesn’t hurt Showtime but the message is clear that Grimm has him in the palm of his hand. Angered by this, Showtime turns and dashes back at Grimm but gets caught with a Drop Toe hold sending him to the mat. Before he can get to his feet, Showtime is set upon by Grimm who locks in a headlock and immediately begins to blast away with right hands.
Jerry Andrews: Grimm is wasting no time here.
Al Laiman: Do you blame him?
Showtime tries to cover up and hurriedly drags himself back to the ropes where referee Steve Shaw begins his five count. Continuing his barrage of frenzied blows until four, Grimm finally lets go of the hold and allows his thankful opponent to escape to the outside. Trying to collect himself and get his bearings, Showtime stares back at Grimm in the ring until the Hangtown Horror loses his patience and dives out of the ring in hot pursuit. Michael sees him coming and rushes around the ring before diving back inside, followed shortly after by a red-haired blur. Grimm slides inside the ring only to be met with a boot straight to his skull.
Al Laiman: Smart move there from Showtime.
Jerry Andrews: Smart…. Or sneaky?
Al Laiman: What are you now… Jesus? You do what you have to.
Wryght takes his opportunity and lays into the prone Grimm with a further series of stomps to the head. His confidence grows as Showtime drags Grimm back to his feet and pushes him into the ropes, nailing a chop across his chest and then whipping him across the ring at pace. On the rebound, Showtime goes for a Lariat but Grimm has his wits about him and ducks, carrying his momentum into the opposite ropes. Showtime turns just in time to see Grimm throw himself into a Sleeper Neckbreaker Slam attempt.
Jerry Andrews: Lament Configuration already?!
Showtime manages to stay on his feet though, while Grimm attempts to drive his opponent down with his signature move. Fighting back with an elbow to the ribs, Wryght reaches back and lifts Grimm up into a Pendulum position. Before Grimm can fight back, Showtime drives him down onto his knee with a Backbreaker. To amplify the effect, Wryght lifts him up and quickly slams him down on the knee again. The crowd boo the domination of Showtime as he lifts the fire-haired former World Champion higher into the air… but Grimm replies by lifting his legs and wrapping them around Wryght’s neck, executing an improvised Hurricanrana that throws him across the ring.
Jerry Andrews: You can’t keep a good Grimm down!
Grimm gets back to his feet and sees an onrushing Showtime approaching, but replies with a jumping Savate kick to face, sending him sprawling back across the canvas again. Once more Showtime bets back to his feet and rushes at Grimm with determination written across his face. Grimm is still prepared for him though and lifts Wryght onto his shoulders ready for a Samoan Drop. Somehow Wryght manages to slide out of the back door and reacts fast with a jarring Chop Block to the right knee of Grimm. Grimm tries to get to his feet but he’s stopped by another boot to the leg from a ruthless looking Showtime. Turning to his technical skill, Showtime quickly locks in a Single Leg Crab.
Jerry Andrews: He’s got that move locked in tight! That's the same knee that Grimm suffered a sprained MCL in courtesy Billy Sadistic.
Al Laiman: Smart move by Showtime.
Showtime puts as much torque on the knee as he can, looking for the submission, but when Steve Shaw asks Grimm it’s a resounding “No!”. To add extra damage to the knee, Wryght uses his free arm to slam in a few punches directly on the joint but still he can’t force Grimm to submit. Instead, the Bearded Beast of PCW fights back, trying to rotate through the hold until finally he’s able to kick away his old rival.
Jerry Andrews: Say what you will about Grimm, he’s got some guts.
Al Laiman: Yeah, and they’re probably ginger too.
Jerry Andrews: I'd be careful, Al. Only a ginger can call another ginger, Ginger. Or bad things happen...
Grimm pulls himself up with a little grimace and meets Wryght in the middle of the ring with a powerful elbow strike. Following it with another, Grimm pushes Showtime back with blows until he’s on the ropes and then whips him across the ring. As he does, though, his knee causes his some pain and allows Wryght the opportunity to hit a Running Cross Chop that knocks Grimm back to the mat. Wryght, with a smug smirk on his face, signals to the crowd that he’s going to finish it and waits for Grimm to regain his feet once again before setting up for the modified head-and-arm Stunner.
Jerry Andrews: He’s going for the Sweetness!
Grimm finds it within himself to fight back however, lashing out with a wiry knee lifted all the way into Showtime’s ribs, winding him and making him release the hold. With Wryght hurt, Grimm summons his strength and nails a sickening Wheelbarrow Facebuster before rolling his opponent over for the pin.
One…
Two….
NO!
Determined to put Wryght away, Grimm’s eyes drift up to the top turnbuckle. Even with an injured leg, Grimm moves onto the apron and begins to climb while putting the pain out of his mind. Showtime staggers to his feet just as Grimm reaches the top and throws himself off with a Missile Dropkick. Showtime spots him in midair and instinctively catches his legs, dropping Grimm to the mat on his back. While his opponent is stunned, Wryght quickly applies the classic Figure Four Leg Lock right in the middle of the ring.
Jerry Andrews: He’s miles from the ropes, Al, I think Grimm might have to tap here!
Shaw asks again for a submission as Grimm grunts in pain and determination to fight back. The move is locked in tight though and Showtime isn’t giving it up. Grimm tries to reach over and prise the hold apart but can’t manage it, instead he drops back to the mat and…
One…
Two…
NO!
Grimm just realizes his shoulders are down at the last moment and sits up to stop the three count. The crowd gasp at the near miss and an early finish to this match and then begin to cheer on Grimm, willing him to reach the ropes. Using all the strength left in his body, Grimm begins to push himself backwards toward the ropes. Showtime tries to push back but Grimm is blocking out the hurt and running on pure adrenaline, pulling both of them inch by inch. Finally he reaches out and touches the bottom rope forcing a five count that Showtime just breaks at four.
Al Laiman: That was a close call for Grimm, you have to wonder how much his leg has left.
Jerry Andrews: Brilliant strategy on the part of Showtime. Going after that leg has effectively grounded one of the most devastating forces in PCW.
Showtime has had enough and drags Grimm up to his feet and then places him in a headlock. Going for a One Armed DDT, Showtime is reversed again and Grimm goes for a DDT of his own. This time it connects and Showtime is driven into the mat with a shuddering impact straight onto the top of his head. Again Grimm’s desire to put away Showtime in as brutal a way as possible wins him over and he begins to climb the turnbuckles once more. One by one he climbs until he reaches the top and Wryght is still down and motionless. This time Grimm extends his arms and launches himself off with a huge Suicide Headbutt.
Jerry Andrews: Wryght moves!
Grimm slams head first into the mat as Wryght struggles up to his feet in a semi-daze. Somehow Grimm is conscious enough to try and get to his feet but nowhere near enough to block Showtime who impulsively sets up the Fisherman’s Suplex. Showtime lifts him high into the air and holds him for a moment as the crowd boo intensely… until Grimm hits out with an elbow straight to the cranium and rolls through the move. Landing on his feet, Grimm hits the ropes and rebounds before hitting the Sleeper Neckbreaker out of nowhere.
Al Laiman: Grimm hit the Lament Configuration out of thin air… this could be it!
Grimm is about to go for the pin when he stop in his tracks, staring up the aisle at something… or someone.
Jerry Andrews: What the hell is Billy Sadistic doing out here?!
Walking down the ramp is the ghastly shape of Grimm’s brother Billy Sadistic, both men locking eyes with each other as he gets closer and closer. Sadistic is still smarting from the beating laid upon from Machine, but he's got a plan to execute. Grimm doesn’t say a word as he watches on, staying dead still until Sadistic is close enough to jump onto the apron.
Al Laiman: Maybe he’s here to have a friendly chat?
Jerry Andrews: …….
Al Laiman: What? It’s possible!
Sadistic stands on the apron but does nothing, even as Grimm takes a few steps and is only feet away from him. Slowly a… well… sadistic smile creeps onto Sadistic’s face and it’s easy to see why as Michael Wryght returns to his feet behind Grimm. Wryght rushes at Grimm to attack… but the Hangtown Horror sidesteps the attack, sending Showtime clattering into Sadistic instead.
Jerry Andrews: There’s a friendly chat for you, Laiman!
As Sadistic falls to the floor, Grimm quickly grabs the head of the shaken Wryght and hits the corner, twisting hard and fast until he plummets to the mat with the Tornado DDT, otherwise known as The Harvest.
One…
Two…
THREE!
Winner(s): Grimm via pinfall
Second Thoughts
Details: (Grimm's music hits as the referee raises his hand in victory.)
Jerry Andrews: Grimm has just earned a rematch against his brother at Mass Destruction for the International Championship!
(A slight, knowing smile forms on Grimm's face as he stares down his brother. Outside the ring Sadistic is incensed. Showtime is still down and out in the ring as Sadistic angrily yanks at the ring skirt. Kicking the guardrail and swearing at a few nearby fans, Sadistic tucks tail and heads to the back rather than retrieve his buddy from the ring.)
Jerry Andrews: And what a proud champion Billy Sadistic is. Leaving his best friend laying in the ring.
Al Laiman: Sadistic will prove what a champion he is...just like he did at Hostile Takeover...when he finishes his brother once and for all at Mass Destruction!
(Sadistic disappears to the back, clearly wanting nothing to do with his brother. Trauma takes a final commercial break before heading into the main event.)
Mass Destruction
Details: (The big screen comes to life with a promo for Pure Class Wrestling's next big Pay-Per-View...the biggest show of the year...MASS DESTRUCTION! Showing recent footage of the Greenville area, billboards and banners abound with advertisements for PCW's grand daddy of 'em all!)
Voiceover: The biggest extravaganza in professional wrestling returns to Pure Class Wrestling!
(On one particular banner, an image of Lantlas and LoKi standing face to face is shown. The prospect of these two men facing off gets the crowd all riled up.)
MAIN EVENT
Non-Title Singles Match
LoKi (World ©) vs. Non Compos Mentis
Referee: Tyrone Little
Match Details: By the time the Mass Destruction promo has aired on screen Loki is already standing in the ring as a familiar bell rings. Hells Bells by AC/DC is heard throughout the arena and Non Compos Mentis makes his way to the ring with something to prove. As he enters the ring, both men stand across from each other, locked in an intense stare down. Referee Tyrone Little signals for the bell and the start of the match.
The two men approach each other cautiously and lock up. NCM quickly gains the upper hand, using his strength to lift LoKi into a scoop slam. He goes for a quick cover, but the referee barely makes a one count before LoKi kicks out. NCM keeps on the attack, pulling LoKi to his feet and sets up for a reverse DDT. However LoKi muscles his way out with a few well placed elbows and counters with a belly to belly suplex. The crowd begins to boo as LoKi is on the offensive now, standing over top of NCM, hitting him with open fisted left and rights.
NCM waits for the right moment to strike, catching one of his opponents punches and pulling him down, reversing into a pin! Tyrone Little gets to two when suddenly LoKi reverses and puts NCM into a pin! 1...2... a reversal into a pin by NCM! LoKi kicks out at two and a half! NCM stands up frustrated and lifts LoKi to his feet. He wastes no time and plants him with Back To Madness! He looks down at LoKi, and looks like he is about to make a pin, but then thinks better of it. He climbs to the top turnbuckle, a rare sight, and throws himself off, connecting with a diving headbutt! The fans have mixed reactions, mostly in shock at seeing Non Compos Mentis take flight and he quickly hooks a leg for the pin. 1....2...3..NO! LoKi barely kicks out!
NCM looks at Tyrone Little and starts to argue with him, but the referee does not budge, stating that it was not a full three count. NCM gives up arguing and turns right into a clothesline from LoKi! NCM gets up quickly but LoKi is on him fast, delivering a viscous punches to the midsection of his opponent. He sets up the dazed NCM for an Alpha Breaker and lands it! He goes quickly for a pin! 1...2... kickout! LoKi is frustrated at not being able to keep Non Compos Mentis down. As Mentis starts to rise, LoKi kicks him in the face, knocking him back to the mat.
NCM is face down on the mat, and LoKi drops down and locks in Broken Wings! They are in the center of the ring and this leaves NCM in a bad spot. Instead of trying to get to the ropes, he uses his strength to fight back. Eventually he makes it to a vertical base and using the arm that is locked in the submission, he slams LoKi down hard on his back! NCM is hurting, but continues to press. As LoKi slowly starts to sit up, Non Compos Mentis bounces off the ropes and delivers a wicked Psychotic Break! He goes for the pin. 1....2.....3 NO! Once again LoKi barely kicks out, and NCM slams his fists on the mat in frustration!
Mentis is in the referees face now, uttering some not so friendly for television words at Tyrone Little, but the referee stands firm behind his decision. While NCM has been arguing with Tyrone, LoKi slowly rolls to the outside. Rhodes and Tyrone Little take notice of LoKi as he grabs his belt and heads up the ramp. The crowd is booing now, and Tyrone Little is just as confused as the rest of them, but has no choice but to start a ten count. NCM begins yelling at LoKi as he is backpedaling up the ramp with a devious look on his face. NCM holds on to the ropes and emphatically beckons for LoKi to come back into the ring so they can finish the match, but it is no use as Tyrone Little finishes counting LoKi out, and Non Compos Mentis can only wonder what the hell is going on.
Winner(s): Non Compos Mentis via countout
Showdown
Details: (Non Compos Mentis stands in the ring the victor, but he's clearly not happy with the way the match ended. His glare could burn a hole through LoKi.)
Jerry Andrews: What has gotten into LoKi? He's done a complete 180. From hero to villain.
Al Laiman: He's started looking out for number one.
(With a smirk on his face, LoKi looks deliberately at NCM. It's obvious he could care less about the countout loss. Just as he turns to exit through the curtain, he comes face to face with the Elven Warrior!)
Jerry Andrews: There's Lantlas!
(The fans erupt as Lantlas and LoKi stare deep into each others' eyes. You can cut the tension with a knife. Just as things are about to get ugly...)
*CLICK*
Overview
Los Amigos Dos & Lantlas d. Havoc Entertainment when Lantlas pinned Loco
Crazy Boy d. High Tide via submission
Usali Basilisk & Andy D fight to a draw via double-disqualification
Machine d. Sadistic via pinfall
Grimm d. Mikey Wryght via pinfall
Non Compos Mentis d. LoKi via countout
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Thanks to Rick, Josh, Luis, and High Tide for their help with the results this week. I'd also like to thank all those who have contributed to segments for this show.[/color]