Post by Danny on Dec 2, 2019 3:57:47 GMT -6
As the opening video finishes, things go live to the inside of the arena as pyrotechnics go off from the stage and the camera pans around to get a shot of the Revolution fans in attendance before panning to the commentary table where Corey Graves, Mauro Ranallo, and Tom Phillips are standing by.
Tom Phillips: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to Revolution! I’m Tom Phillips.
Mauro Ranallo: I’m Mauro Ranallo.
Corey Graves: And I’m Corey Graves. Tonight we have a great show. In singles action, Noam Dar takes on Johnny Morrison.
Tom Phillips: Also in singles action, Tessa Blanchard squares up with the Television Champion Jimmy Havoc.
Mauro Ranallo: In tag action, the Strong Dragons versus the Usos. Plus in singles action, The Fiend versus the Big Show.
Corey Graves: And in our main event it’s The New Day versus the team representing Dr. Cube: Taiji Ishimori and the Brahman Brothers.
Mauro Ranallo:But first I beleive we have a special message from the former World Tag Team Champions.
Sami and Becky's music hits and the crowd is on their feet, cheering for the former Tag Team Champions. Sami and Becky come walking out on stage, Sami dancing around like always while Becky bobs her head to the beet as they make their way down to the ring. Once inside, they are handed mics and Becky waste little time in speaking.
Becky Lynch: Well look who's got a live mic. The General Manager of the tag division decided he wanted to give this division a shot in the arm so why not give The Man a live mic and watch the ratings pop because as of late, this tag division has been a bunch of boys play fightin', tryin' to keep an audience entertained but come on, who cares about all of them. Wouldn't you rather see real men battle it out? I don't blame you for changin' the channel when DIY or the GOD come out here and get beaten in under a minute. I'd do it too!
There's a popular saying around here about how when you get beaten by the champs, you go to the back of the line. Well I'm sorry to say but the line should start and always end behind Sami Zayn and Becky Lynch. Yes we lost our Tag Team Championships to the New Day but so what? That makes us tied in 2 on 2 matches. You guys deserve a grudge match to settle the score but so far Drake Maverick has been busy doing God knows what and-
Becky stops to compose herself.
Becky Lynch: You wanna know somethin' Sami? I'm just so damn tired of it. You know what the last thing I wanted to do when I woke up today was? What every other generic asshole does, blame others for their failures. They complain about "management" and how they're not getting a fair shot. Well I'm not callin' out "management", I'm callin' him out by name, Drake Maverick doesn't know what the hell he's doing! He gives GOD, a team that's never beaten us a shot at the titles? We defeat the World Warriors and yet two weeks later, they get a title shot for beating a team who loses to us in a minute! I get that we were at the back of the line but when we push everyone out of the way to get back to the front, you shouldn't help them up off the floor and let them into the dance before us!
Becky is heated and Sami tries to calm he down some.
Sami Zayn: Look Becks, I get it. I'm tired to sitting on the sidelines as well. I didn't come back and revive my career just to sit by and wait. Yes we may have lost to the Strong Dragons last week but that was my bad. Becky had it won and then I ended up being used as a weapon to break up her hold. You learn and you move on.
Becky Lynch: That however was just one loss. One loss doesn't cancel out the months of dominance we've had since losing our World Tag Team Championships. Who else is good enough to challenge the New Day? The World Warriors are still those two dumb nerds who think their tough because they tricked some bimbo into managing them. The New Kingdom hasn't been seen since we smacked their heads all around the ring the week before Genesis. Strong Dragons just returned but they had years of doing nothin' so it's gonna take more than one win to get past us. Those new two losers think they're cool for beatin' up DIY but we've been doin' that since our debut! And the Usos, well they're a damn near laughing stock of the entire wresting business. They're even bigger clowns than those idiots runnin' around with a trombone and pancakes.
The crowd was already a little mixed but they've seemingly turned on Becky for her dismissal of the Usos and the New Day.
Becky Lynch: You can't cheer The Man when she run downs people you hate and then boo me once I do the same to your favorites! The New Day are big boys, they can come down here and defend themselves if they want but they won't. They're more than happy being handed wins on a silver platter. Ya know when we first became champions, we prided ourselves on-
AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH UWF UNIVERSE! DON'T YOU DARE BE SOUR! CLAP FOR YOUR UWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS AND SOON TO BE FREEBIRD UWF CHAMPIONS AND FEEEEEL THE POWAAAAHHH! IT'S A NEW DAY, YES IT IS!
The music of New Day hit the PA system and they shortly follow suit! Woods comes dancing out along with Kofi and E. They make their way down the ramp before settling and speaking.
Xavier Woods: Kofi, H-how did the leprechaun come back? I thought we subdued it!
Kofi Kingston: We take its gold and now it wants it back.
Big E: We're greedy thieves, and for trying to steal their gold, they be giving us some grief.
Xavier Woods: Leprechaun 3! A man of culture, I see.
Big E: Ya know it.
Xavier Woods: And once again, we once again crosspaths. I don't think you guys are skipping the line, to be honest. No, look right here–
Woods looks at an invisible chart. Kofi and Big E put on reading glasses.
Kofi Kingston: Oh, yeah, I see it! We went through the whole damn line, man, and you two are right back where you started, another turn for your booties to be whipped by the NEW DAY!
All 3 said New Day in unison.
Big E: This will be fun! I always enjoy getting some of that Becky booty.
Xavier Woods: Uh… isn't that sexual assault?
Big E: Well, not if they accept the rematch invitation for the UWF tag team titles. Cause I can grab the booty when going for a Belly-to-Belly!
Kofi Kingston: We need to get your some help, man.
Kofi shakes his head before getting back to focus.
Kofi Kingston: IT'S A OFFICIAL: THE NEW DAY ARE CHALLENGING BAMI FOR THE UWF TAG TEAM TITLES!
Xavier Woods: Judgement Day is gonna be fire. We are unbreakable!
Big E: Unlike Elon Musk's new car prototype!
Kofi Kingston: Hold that thought, E! We also forgot to mention our new anime show: ニューデイロックス! Which is New Day Rocks in Japanese! First episode releases next Revolution about the Baldmen Brothers and the other one! There's suspense!(They all gasp) Drama!("How could you" Big E exclaims. "I didn't mean to cheat on Pancakes with waffles!" Woods cries) Comedy! ("Hahaha" they all laugh) You're all gonna love it!
The crowd cheers before Big E goes back to his original thought.
Big E: That is gonna be my new favourite show, but back to the original point: I guarantee that's what Sami and Becky are made of—promises of being unbreakable—but when a rock strong enough smashes them, they crack at the seams and we're that rock… BECAUSE…
NEW DAY ROCKS! NEW DAY ROCKS! NEW DAY ROCKS!
The New Day chant and cheer as the crowd does, too. Sami and Becky nod, happy with their demands being met as the show moves on.
We're really glad that you're our friend and this is a friendship that will never ever end!
'The Fiend' Bray Wyatt: Hello everyone! How are you all doing today?! Well, I am just fantastic! Husky Pig Boy and I are in a little competition.. hehe!
Husky and Bray Wyatt are playing chess. Husky is one move away from winning but he hasn’t quite noticed. He makes the move but Bray switches it around for the win.
Bray Wyatt: YOWIE WOWIE! I won! You see that, everyone? This ain’t no make believe! It just goes to show, a win could just be a fraction away.. you need to lure your opponent into believing that they can beat you before snatching the victory from right above them.. a sneak attack can always assist in lighting the way forward..
Snippets of the Fiend pop up on screen and things take a sudden dark turn before Bray pops back into his own.
Bray Wyatt: But listen up, everybody! That just shows that the human brain is the greatest weapon that anyone can ever have.
Abby The Witch: Unless you don’t have one, of course.
Bray Wyatt: Oh hey, Abby! I thought you were taking your beauty sleep.
Abby The Witch: I was until that bumbling idiot Mercy woke me up with his mouth open whilst eating.. AGAIN.
Bray Wyatt: Oh.. well that is an annoying habit for someone to have, especially when you’re trying to rest. Mercy! MERRRRCY!
Mercy pops up and seems to be chewing.
Mercy The Buzzard: Huh? What is it?
Bray Wyatt: You woke up Abby up again whilst chewing loudly. I think you need to apologise, hermano.
Mercy The Buzzard: I ain’t apologising for nuthin’, a bird’s gotta eat.
Bray Wyatt: If you carry on with these eating habits, you’ll end up exactly like our friend, Huskus! And you know what that means?
The scene switches to Bray Wyatt wearing gym clothes, with Mercy beside him.
Bray Wyatt: It’s time to pull up your pants, and do the muscle man dance! Mercy, we’re gonna teach you bad habits of binge eating, my dawg. Play that track.
A hiphop beat begins to play as Bray pulls up his pants.
Bray Wyatt:
Binge-Eating ain’t no joke,
Eat too quick and you could choke,
You need to shake them hips,
Let your backbone slip,
There’s just one way to get out of this trance,
Pull up your pants, and do the MUSCLE MAN DANCE!
The scene changes to Mercy laid out flat on a table exhausted with Bray flexing at the camera.
Bray Wyatt: See? That wasn’t so hard, right? Whenever you need to work out quick, just pull up your pants and do the muscle man dance! It’s as easy as uno dos tres, mi amigo. The only thing more enlightening than working out is to.. let me in.
Things take a turn. The screen glitches all over the place and The Fiend makes an appearance once again.
’The Fiend’ Bray Wyatt: A village sat upon a hill, full to the brim with life. And as the dust settled on a dusky morning, all of the birds stopped chirping and there was something new sitting upon the horizon. A messenger ran through the village with a shout and a plea. He told a story about a beast.. A monster.. This story rang around the village spreading fear amongst the people. The messenger told them to not be scared, the monster loves the taste of fear. Night fell quickly, people locked up their doors, they hid under their beds, they tried. They could feel that the beast was coming. Screams were the only sound that filled the village that night. Morning came, the dilapidated bodies of men, women and children filled the landscape.. But how could this be? All of the houses were boarded up, the gates into the village were locked. Little did they know, that the messenger was the fiend all along. Now.. I can light the way forward.. All you have to do.. Is let me in.
The screen cuts to black and the attention turns elsewhere.
Chimel: The following contest is a Non-Title Match and is set for one-fall!
The Rhiana song hits and out walks Tessa Blanchard as confident as ever. She struts her stuff but not before striking here trademark pose, continuing to the ring. She makes it through the ropes and flips her hair and rolls her eyes at Chimel.
Chimel: Representing the World Warriors, from North Carolina weighing in at 126 pound. She is The Diamond, Tessa Blanchard.
She then lounges in a corner and waits for some competition.
Ranallo: Blanchard impressed in her singles debut against some massive competition in the Big Show. She'll look to continue with that success tonight against the UWF Television Champion is this non-title tilt.
Phillips: The title may not be on the line, but a win for the Diamond would certainly put her in position for the next shot at Jimmy Havoc.
Graves: Let's not get ahead of ourselves, Phillips. Havoc is as deranged and demented as they come on this roster, and yeah, a win over the World's Largest Athlete isn't anything to sneeze at, but there's just no way to prepare for a maniac like this guy.
Tessa stares up the ramp and watches as her opponent's music hits.
Chimel: From Camdon, England, weighting 220 pounds, Jimmy "Pain" Havoc!!!!
Jimmy comes down the ramp with his fork around his waist, looks at the fans booing him and smiles at them, this scaring the fans booing him. Then he enters the ring, grabs the fork and lifts it in the air.
Ranallo: You could safely say that ninety-nine percent of the wrestlers in the UWF got into the sport for the love of the game, the challenge of taking on world class competition and the promise of immortalized glory. But Jimmy Havoc simply wants to hurt people.
Graves: He's still managed to get his hands on some of that "glory", though. He's the TV Champ and I don't see that changing any time soon.
Phillips: You mentioned that it's difficult to prepare for a match against him, but I inverse is true as well. Tessa Blanchard is unlike anyone we've had come gunning for that title before. She thinks Jimmy isn't worthy of holding it and she just might have what it takes to pry it from his hands.
With both wrestlers now in the ring, Chimel heads out and the Official calls for the bell.
DING DING
The two competitors circle the ring to start things off, eyes locked in on each other like they're Terminators. Slowly but surely the gap between them shrinks with each orbit, until finally they meet in the middle for a collar-and-elbow lock-up. Classic. Initially, Jimmy takes the lead in the test of strength and pushes Tessa back a couple steps, only for The Diamond to rally an regain the distance, plus some. Instinctual survivor that he is, Jimmy slips out of the hold and out the side. Blanchard's momentum keeps her moving forward so she kinda awkwardly stumbles to where Havoc was just standing. He walks away with a shoot-eating grin, wagging his index finger like a disappointed disciplinarian.
Blanchard scowls, spins him around and decks him right across the face with a hard right. His head pivots, and he does a quick tooth count with his tongue before turning to face his foe. Tessa dares him to return fire and shoot his best shot. Instead, he just spits in her face.
Ranallo: Ugh! A blatant and frankly disgusting show of disrespect from Havoc. Hardly befitting of a UWF champion.
Graves: Mind games, Mauro. Look into Tessa's eyes and tell me Jimmy didn't just move in and find a home inside her head.
Tessa turns around to wipe the saliva from her mug while Havoc casually parades around the ring, in no hurry to engage. The crowd boos the heck out of him, but that pervy Brit just soaks it all in like its music to his ears. Eventually Blanchard comes after him again. With his back turned, Tessa reaches out, grabs his arm and tries for an Irish Whip. Havoc plants his feet, shifts his weight and counters, instead launching her towards the ropes. The Diamond hits them and comes back at full speed, aiming high with a lariat. Jimmy gets his timing just right and ducks the arm at the last possible moment, dropping down, hooking a leg and rolling Tessa back for a sudden and surprising pin attempt. The Official sliders down to count it...
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Tessa powers out at two and rolls a few feet away before standing up. Havoc shrugs and does the same, everything about his demeanor and expression that he isn't taking the contest seriously. When he gets to his feet, he looks at his opponent and dramatically yawns. Blanchard's not having that stuff, though. The Diamond marches right up to him and two-hand shoves him in the chest. Havoc backs up a pace, smirks, and swings a nasty haymaker right at her head. She dips to avoid the blow, then spins herself about before clobbering the dude with a Rolling Elbow that clearly rattles him. The Champ needs a second. He blinks a few times, trying to sort out his reality before looking back up at Tessa with a while new perspective.
Phillips: Havoc wasn't giving Blanchard the time of day but it looks like he just realized that The Diamond means business.
Ranallo: Tessa Blanchard is wrestling royalty and as uniquely talented Jimmy Havoc is, he simply cannot afford to look past her.
Havoc's glaring peepers give off a "oh you're gonna pay for that" vibe. He looks to lock-up again, but Blanchard is all fired up now. When they hook up, she powers him back into the nearest ropes and then connects with a sharpish knee into his tummy. He coughs out all of his air. The Diamond doesn't hesitate to follow up by sending him running into the far ropes. Havoc charges back on the rebound, again looking for a lariat but Tessa scopes that out, ducks it and catches him on the way by with a Jumping Neckbreaker. The maneuver drives the Brit down into the canvas, giving Blachard an opportunity to shoot the half...
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Havoc kicks out! Buddy grips his neck cause its sore. Tessa pounces all over that, grabbing a tight chinlock from behind and squeezing to make it even more sore. To really pile on, she starts grinding a knee into his back, too. Jimmy grimaces grimly. But pain is his significant other. They are well acquainted. Channeling that perversion, he finds the will and way to get himself standing. He then reaches his hands under Tessa's to break the grip, and in doing so, keeps hold of her arm. He pulls her in and spins her around to hit the Acid Rainmaker! Except she ducks the arm, and, reversing grip so she's holding him now, pulls him arm behind his back and bends him down to go for that Diamond DDT!
The move would surely end the match, but before she can drop him, Jimmy shoots forward and drives Tessa back-first into a turnbuckle. The sever impact knocks the wind out of her and she lets go. Jimmy then picks her up on to his shoulders in a Fireman's Carry position and then wastes Blanchard with a Death Valley Driver.
Graves: HUGE Death Valley Driver from the Television Champion!
Ranallo: That could be it! He's going for the cover!
Havoc hooks a leg while the Ref makes the count...
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2...
Tessa manages to get a shoulder up just in time! Big cheer from her supporters in the crowd, but Havoc looks super bummed out. He doesn't give up though.
Blanchard is still dazed as all heck and doesn't put up much a fight when Jimmy pulls her up, tucks her head and sets her up for a Piledriver. Havoc elevates her vertically to deliver on of the deadliest maneuvers in the game, but Tessa wisely pushes herself up with more force and leans in to set Havoc off balance when he hoists. The result is him toppling over backwards with Tessa on top, and she capitalizes on that to make a sort of Jackknife cover. The Ref is caught off guard and takes a second longer than he maybe should to get down for the count...
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Jimmy rolls Tessa off before the hand can fall a third time.
Ranallo: Excellent counter by Blanchard there, but it wasn't quite enough to get the win.
Phillips: That Piledriver would've ended things right away though. Blanchard is hanging in there, but she needs to get back on the offensive.
Graves: She has a lot of promise but I think its just a matter of time before Havoc puts this one away. These tricks avoiding his big moves are only gonna work once.
Tessa scrambles to get to her feet but Havoc dives, grabs her waist and nails a snap German to plant her back into canvas. Following that, he makes another cover...
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But Blanchard rolls out, flips Jimmy over and makes a cover of her own!
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Jimmy kicks out! The TV Champ tries to push off but Blanchard holds on to his arm. Seeing an opportunity here, Havoc once again tries to pull The Diamond in for an Acid Rainmaker but on her way up, the second generation superstar headbutts him right in the stomach. With her opponent doubled over, Havoc wrenches his arm back with a Hammerlock and then expertly plants him down with a Diamond DDT! Her fans pop big as she rolls him over for the cover...
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DING DING
YOUR WINNER...
TESSA BLANCHARD!
The Diamond's music hits and she gets up to celebrate. The Official raises her arm in victory as she adds another notch to her win column.
Ranallo: Tessa Blanchard was able to out-fox and and out-maneuver our UWF Television Champion! Amazing!
Phillips: Blanchard is quickly becoming a major threat to the entire roster. What an impressive win.
Graves: Whoa. Relax. She caught a lucky opening in an exhibition contest. Let's not get carried away.
Blanchard continues to celebrate, standing up on the the ropes and looking out around the crowd when suddenly, her music cuts out. Not sure what the heck is happening, she looks up the ramp just as another tune hits the PA...
The World's Largest Athlete marches out from backstage and straight down the ramp. Buddy looks like he means business, too. Blanchard hops down from the ropes and challenges the giant to get in the ring if he wants some.
Ranallo: What's The Big Show doing out here??!?!!
Graves: Evidently he has some unfinished business with Tessa Blanchard.
Show heads up the stairs and gets over the ropes in a single step. Blanchard is beckoning him to come at her, but so focused is she on the threat in front of her that she fails to notice Jimmy Havoc getting up behind her. The TV Champ grabs the Diamond from behind and sends her into Big Show like a torpedo. She hits him low and The Big Show doubles over in the worst kind of pain. Havoc then rushes in, grabs the bent over giant and hoists him up as best he can to hit a clumsy and awkward, albeit very effective Piledriver. All that weight coming down on the head knocks the Big Show out cold instantly. Blanchard is just getting up nearby when Havoc goes over to her, grabs that wrist and finally executes an Acid Rainmaker to turn her lights out, too. Havoc looks down at the two lifeless bodies, licks his lips and then demand that someone hand him his title belt. The terrified Official hurries out of the ring to do just that. Havoc snatches the belt and holds his gold high in the ring while his music hits. The fans boo their faces off while a deranged Havoc laughs a hollow, sinister cackle at the expense of Big Show and Blanchard.
Graves: Jimmy Havoc is not the kind of guy you wanna get on the bad side of.
Phillips: Does he have a good side?
Jimmy Havoc clutches his title belt to his chest and heads up the ramp, never looking back at the carnage before he disappears to the back. Revolution continues elsewhere.
The titantron switches from the UWF Revolution graphic to a feed from backstage. Fans are treated to an exclusive glimpse into private training room of the company’s hottest new tag team, the Strong Dragons.
While Mark is just finishing up on some reps, Kyle is sitting next to Mount Gatorade, looking despondent as his gaze is locked into the mid-distance. He’s muttering to himself…
KO’R: Vanilla bar… what the heck is even a vanilla bar anyway? It just… it’s like he knows something about me that I don’t… he sees something I can’t… or haven’t… or maybe won’t…
Mark Henry: Speak up man. It doesn’t even come through as words, it’s legitimately just sound… but it sounds bothered sound. If something is up, let me know, the power game doesn’t rest for rough emotions.
O’Reilly shakes off the mood as best he can and turns to his partner.
KO’R: I just feeling a bit down today Mark. Jimmy Uso’s all up in my head, for starters. Plus I’ve been distracted cause all week long I’ve been looking around the web for some way to amp up our security for the training room. I thought maybe we could get some kinda special lock to keep the chicks out but all the experts on the forums say that something like that “doesn’t exist” and it’s like “totally ridiculous” or whatever. Some dude in Alaska offered to sell me a couple wolves he swore were trained to sniff out high estrogen levels and attack, but I’m totally allergic to dogs so that won’t work.
Plus on top of ALL of that, I saw on twitter that Dave Meltzer told Bryan Alvarez that he heard that Bami got next dibs on title shots, and that’s so friggin dumb cause we just beat them!
The Diabetic Dragon’s tone gets scathier by the syllable. His neck veins throb. Sweat fountains from his pores. His eyes get freaky wide, and with a face only getting redder, he growls…
KO’R: It just makes me so angry. So so angry.
Seeing that his pal is about to work himself into an aneurysm, Mark does what he can to talk Kyle down off the ledge.
Mark Henry: Don’t let it bother you, I’m sure they aren’t completely blind to where we stand up in here man, I’m sure they see us in the grander picture, we just gotta knock a couple fools down, make a legacy if you feel me. I mean hell, look at the New Kingdom, looking like a strong ass faction one week, the next disappear into thin air.
They might just feel they don’t want to throw all their dimes on one table, they’re going with the safe bet, the ones that aren’t formidable enough to knock through the New Day. You gotta know that if we stay this dominant, they can’t deny us. We are here to stay, not to bump a quick rush and leave. We’re here for the glory, and it’s all coming to us, just dial the patience back.
The Usos though man? I dunno. Call me harsh, but the only legendary thing about them is that they’re legendarily idiotic for picking on the wrong dragon, and his strong pal. They about to get pushed down through the earth’s surface, if you feel me. There’s no worries, worry about your own business, rather than others.
With that, Kyle hops down, without saying anything, sighs and then slumps down slightly. As Henry takes a gatorade to drink.
KO’R: Yeah, you’re right Mark. Slow and steady wins the race. With Larry is was all title matches all the time. But everybody always said we didn’t belong in the main event. Well this time… this time we gotta do it the right way. We’re gonna pay so many friggin dues that when we finally get our title match, there won’t be anybody on this roster or in the crowd or anywhere on the whole dang planet that can say we don’t deserve it.
We beat Bami. We can beat the Usos. And if there’s some other team between us in the New Day, we’ll just have to cream them, too. We’ve all seen Karate Kid. And it’s like you’re always saying with doing reps. Sometimes you just gotta count on the little things adding up to that one really really big moment. Like… like… like individual bottles of Gatorade, piled so high that they make a mountain!
O’Reilly reaches over and grabs himself a bottle of turquoise goodness, slamming it down with authority to bring his low blood sugar, and by extension, his mood, back up to normal. Wiping the sticky, sweet residue away from his lips and ethically tossing the empty bottle into the nearest recycling bin, Kyle coolly adds...
KO’R: Let’s style on these jabronies.
REVOLUTION — ONE WEEK AGO.
As the New Day's music plays on the arena soundsystem, giving some indication of the timing of this footage, a single camera finds the body of Johnny Morrison being tended to by medical personnel backstage. As Morrison is loaded onto a stretcher — seemingly — another version of the Cosmic Crusader stays on the floor. Two Morrisons. The floored Johnny sits up, then rises to his feet, looking down on the Morrison on the stretcher. He flicks Stretcher Morrison's nose.
JOHNNY MORRISON 2
Hey, Johnny. Wake up.
The Johnny Morrison we know and love's eyes flicker open. The medical personnel chatter about how this is a good sign. He tries to move, but a paramedic holds him down as a neck brace is slipped over his head. Morrison looks at his double and his eyes go wide with shock. He opens his mouth to speak, but no words come out. But this footage is magical, and it hears what Johnny's trying to say anyway.
JOHNNY MORRISON PRIME
Whoa... who are you?
The double shakes his head.
Did your bell get rung that hard, Johnny? I'm you, man! Well... I'm a better version of you. I'm the you that you forgot. I'm Johnny Alpha.
Johnny Prime doesn't want to accept this. He balls his fists. The paramedic assures him this is a good sign that he isn't paralyzed.
Wouldn't that make me... a beta?
Johnny Alpha holds a finger to his lips and shushes Johnny Prime.
Look man, let's not get bogged down in details. I'm just here to remind you that you need to get back to who you truly are. Ever since that Elimination Chamber match at Genesis you just haven't been the same, man. It's like losing that match... shook you up. Mixed up your brain cells. Here, I'm going to do a quick test. Call it a diagnostic if you want, or whatever. What are our three core tenets, man?
Johnny Alpha holds up a finger. Johnny Prime looks at it questioningly.
Uhh... uhm... let me think. Uhh, Serenity?
Alpha shakes his head. He holds up finger number two.
Uhh... Courage?
Alpha shakes his head again, holding up the third finger.
Uhh... I can't rem- wait! I got it! Wisdom!
Alpha facepalms. Prime blinks, then looks worried. Alpha lowers his hand and stares at Prime.
C'mon, Johnny, that's the Serenity Prayer! You don't believe in that religious Hocus Pocus. Eesh. No, our core tenets are self-confidence. Determination. Inner calm, man. Don't you remember? Or have all of the defeats and that attack you just suffered at... his hands... really shaken you that much? Look, I don't know what to tell you, but if you don't get your shit back together, we're never going to realize our destiny. And that's something that I, the Alpha, am not willing to accept. So you've got to get your shit together. Just... focus. Remember our tenets, Johnny Prime. Stand by them.
Prime tries to nod, but the neck brace prevents it. He blinks instead, then responds:
But Alpha... how will sticking to the tenets prevent something like what happened tonight? I mean, this was a sneak attack.
Alpha smiles an all-knowing smile.
Just have that self-confidence man, and everything will turn out all right. Also, I spoke to the Higher Consciousness and uhh... you won't have to worry about these underhanded tactics too much longer. We're sending someone to get your back. A Valkyrie.
Alpha winks and then, poof! In a puff of smoke, he disappears. Prime lies there, pondering the meaning of his parting words. The feed moves along.
The Usos come down to the ring to cheers. They slide into the ring and get ready for their match.
STRONG DRAGONS
The honest-to-goodness thiccest drum tone ever concocted gets shot through the PA like a barrage of cannon fire, a salty blues lead line providing cover from behind. The rains a' comin', and so is the UWF's raddest tandem. An enthusiastic ovation from the rabid UWF Universe serves to welcome the Strong Dragons to the stage. Mark Henry and Kyle O'Reilly stroll down the ramp, the former sporting a brutish intensity while the Canuck looks like a non-diabetic kid in a candy shop with a pocketful of change to blow.
Chimel: At a combined weight of 560 pounds... they are "The World's Strongest Man" Mark Henry and "The Diabetic Dragon" Kyle O'Reilly... The Strong Dragons!
Henry talks the steels steps up while Kyle slides under the bottom rope, his eyes scanning the arena like he's a hangry mongoose on the hunt. The fellas soak in the adulation from the capacity crowd while they get ready for their match ahead..
VS
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Henry starts things off for his team while Jey stands across the ring from him. Mark laughs and tells Jimmy to come on in too, knowing he can handle both of the brothers easily. Jey gets angered by this and walks right up to Mark, not backing down and starts talking smack right in his face. Mark simply puts his hand his Jey's face and shoves him away. Jey takes a deep breathe before coming back with a superkick right to the jaw! Henry staggers backwards into the ropes where Jey runs at him and attempts a clothesline but there's not enough power behind it to get the big man over. He takes a few steps back before trying again but once more it's not enough. He goes for a third clothesline but Mark comes off the ropes and levels him.
Corey Graves: Haha, now that's what I like to see! What made Jey think he was strong enough to take down the World's Strongest Man?
Tom Phillips: He was disrespected by Mark and it made him not think clearly but still, good for Jey for not backing down.
Henry brings Jey back up to his feet and lifts him up over his shoulder. He's about to go for a running powerslam but Jey manages to slip behind him. He follows up with a dropkick to the back that sends Henry forward into the Usos corner. Jimmy grans onto Henry's head and holds him as Jey runs over with a splash in the corner! He tags in Jimmy who goes straight to the top rope. Jimmy comes off the top with a double axe handle to Henry who is stunned. He tries to whip Henry into the ropes but Mark easily counters, sending him running instead. Jimmy comes back with a crossbody but Henry catches him in mid air! He shakes his head and smiles, instead lifting him straight into the air with a military press. He then throws him up behind him and walks away but he doesn't realize that Jimmy has landed on his feet! Henry turns around and eats a superkick to the jaw but it doesn't take him down! Jimmy hits a second superkick and although he's loser, he's still standing. He goes over and tags in Jey and together, they double superkick Henry and he finally falls to the mat! Jey goes for the pin while Jimmy goes to stop Kyle from entering the ring.
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Henry powers out and sends Jey flying up onto his feet! Jey looks stunned at the display of power while Mark tries to get back up. Jey stays on him by kicking him as he's trying to rise but Henry grabs his foot and shoves him back, giving him enough time and room to get back up to a vertical base. Jey goes for another superkick but Mark catches the foot and instead, pulls him into a bear hug! He's squeezing the life from the Uso brother but Jey has got nowhere to go as he's right in the middle of the ring. Jey right a couple of punches to the head but Henry only squeezes tighter. It's not until he uses those always effective samoan headbutts that Henry's grip softens enough to break free. Henry staggers to his corner in a daze where Kyle makes the tag. He comes in and goes for a roundhouse but Jey ducks it, instead catching him with a schoolboy!
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O'Reilly gets the shoulder up just in time!
Mauro Ranallo: The Usos almost ended the Strong Dragons' comeback right there!
Corey Graves: I almost just had a heart attack!
Kyle gets back to his feet right away and levels Jey with a forearm. He's practically seething after almost losing right there. He grabs Jey in the clinch and starts throwing knees causing Jey to go towards the ropes. The ref instructs Kyle to break the clinch and Jimmy makes a blind tag. Kyle let's go and backs away before running back at him and clotheslining Jey to the outside! Kyle then readies himself as he hits the ropes and comes back with a suicide dive except Jimmy superkicks him as he's diving through the ropes! Kyle's limp body lands awkwardly on the ground as Jimmy comes into the ring. Kyle is getting back to his feet on the outside, wiggling around like a newborn deer. Next thing you know, Jimmy comes flying out of the ring with a plancha, knocking Kyle back down to the floor!
Tom Phillips: Uso Crazy!
Corey Graves: Goddamnit Tom! You know I hate that!
Mauro Ranallo: Kyle said it himself, the Usos are surefire legends in UWF. They can beat anyone on any given night and I wouldn't surprised if they make the Strong Dragon's return their celebratory cake.
Corey Graves: Kyle can't have cake you insensitive rube!
Jimmy picks up Kyle off the floor and tosses him back into the ring. He checks on Jey for a second, before sliding back into the ring. Kyle is lying in the corner and Jimmy smiles, knowing he's in perfect position. He takes off running for the hip attack but Kyle moves out of the way just in time! Jimmy hit's nothing but the middle turnbuckle and he limps out of the corner. Kyle picks himself up and comes forward with a kick straight to the chest. He then hits a spinning heel kick to bend Jimmy over. Next comes the ax kick to the back of the head, followed by the rolling elbow for the Ax and Smash combination! Jimmy goes down and Kyle quickly goes for the cover.
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Jimmy kicks out! Kyle picks him up and drags him to his corner to make the tag to Henry. Henry comes in and lifts Jimmy onto his shoulders in an electric chair. Kyle goes up top but Jimmy fights off Henry with some punches down on the top of his head. Jey also is back on the apron and comes running over. Kyle is able to kick him away off the apron and gets ready for the crossbody but Jimmy has got Mark stunned, He falls backwards, going for a poison rana but the put strength of Henry doesn't allow that to happen. He shakes his head and forces Jimmy back up into the electric chair position just as Kyle comes off the top rope with Mount Gatorade! Henry rolls over onto Jimmy for the cover while Kyle stops Jey from entering the ring.
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Tony Chimel: Here are your winners, the Strong Dragons!
Another strong win for the Strong Dragons as they celebrate, strong-ly. Jey tends to Jimmy on the outside with Kyle and Henry motion for the straps as the show moves on.
The cameras open up to a pre-recorded segment set inside of a house in an undisclosed location. In the lounge area we see one of the UWF’s latest new recruits Kikutaro who appears to be hosting a gathering of sorts with a small group of well known Japanese wrestling personalities.
Kikutaro: So now I ask. What you all think of my UWF debut last week? I do good right?
Akira Tozawa: I liked it. It was pretty cool seeing you on TV for a change instead of in the local community center. Very well done.
Kana: Yeah it was good to see you, but you ended up falling over no? That’s not exactly a great start Kiku...
Kikutaro: Hey! I always like to make grand entrance, and this no different.
Kenta: It’s great that you’re now in UWF, but is it the right choice to work with this Noam Dar? Personally I don’t think he can be trusted.
Kana and Tozawa both nod in agreement with Kenta, but Kikutaro is quick to defend.
Kikutaro: Noam Dar is the reason I’m in UWF. When he came to me with offer of course I was going to say yes. Together we will make great things!
Kana: Maybe, but he’s shown many times that he’s a very bad man, and if things don’t work out for him then it will be you that ends up coming off the worst from it. Are you sure you want to risk that?
Kikutaro: It’s fine! I have plan.
Akira Tozawa: Well do you care to share?
Kikutaro: Of course, first of all we...
Suddenly a door can be heard, and the camera moves to show that Noam Dar has entered the room. The Scottish Supernova appears completely taken aback by the presence of Kikutaro’s guests and does not appear welcoming in the slightest.
Noam Dar: Mate, who the hell are these clowns? Why are they here?
Kikutaro: Noam, these are friends, Kana, Akira and Kenta. I invite them round for food and to discuss improvement for big plans.
Noam Dar: Woah! First of all, this is my gaff, therefore I’m the one that makes the decisions on who gets tae visit this place. Secondly, what we have plans for is of no concern tae anyone else, because the next thing we know the whole world will be aware of what we’re trying tae do and then we’ll be right back tae square one again!
Kikutaro: But Noam, Kenta recently spent time with Shibata, he knows him, he has information we can use.
Noam Dar: By “spending time” you mean he got his arse kicked by him right? If I wanted that insight then I could ask a whole host of guys on the UWF roster. I’m not interested in hearing about anyone’s shortcomings, what good is that gonna do anyone? Get lost!
Unsurprisingly Kenta takes exception to Dar’s words and walks across to square up to him. The two just stand in silence for a moment with Dar not showing any signs of hesitation.
Kenta: So you think you know what you’re letting yourself in for huh? Believe me, you have no idea. I know first hand that if you let Shibata get inside your head, the pain and suffering that he is capable of inflicting will be multiplied several times over. So don’t get ahead of yourself boy, because the only thing that will be waiting to greet you if you do will be a whole new world of hurt.
Noam Dar: Yeah well this thing between me and him ain’t no practice session gone wild pal, this is the real deal, and I know exactly what I have tae do in order tae prevail. And when I do, It’ll be me that invites you all back here, but only tae say “I told you so” before showing you the door. And speaking of the door, I think it’s about time that you all got the hell out of my pad.
Dar takes a step aside to clear the path for Kenta, Kana and Tozawa who are all now bubbling with rage. They say brief goodbyes to Kikutaro before heading out, with Kana issuing Dar with a one word insult as she passes by him. The Scottish Supernova appears unfazed however and closes the door as soon as they’ve all departed, leaving just him and Kikutaro as the only ones left.
Kikutaro: I’m sorry Noam. I w...
Noam Dar: Zip it!... Now I have no doubt that what we have going on here will be beneficial in the long run, but in the mean time you have tae start singing from my hymn sheet. When you’re off the clock, sure, do whatever the hell you want, I couldn’t give a rats arse. But when you’re on my time, I expect full commitment tae the cause, because I see this work between us as a long term investment, and if at the end of it there’s nothing tae show for it, that’s on you. So take my advice and don’t let it come tae that. Capeesh?
Kikutaro: Yes sir.
Noam Dar: Good. Now get all this crap cleared up!
Dar then goes to exit the room whilst Kikutaro without any hint of complaint begins to tidy up as the cameras return to the live action.
DING! DING!
Tony Chimel: The following contest is a singles match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, already in the ring, from Salisbury, MD, weighing in tonight at 500lbs, The Big Show!
Big Show raises his arm, as he looks incredibly anxious, clutching in on his neck from the piledriver from Jimmy Havoc earlier in the night. He settles back into the corner, knowing how fearful he should be awaiting The Fiend to arrive.
HURT! ... HEAL! ... HURT! ... HEAL!
As the two words ‘Hurt’ and ‘Heal’ ring out around the arena. The lights in the arena disappear and a spotlight hits the stage. ‘The Fiend’ Bray Wyatt begins to slowly make his way towards the ring with his signature ‘head-lantern’ in hand.
Tony Chimel: Making his way to the ring, from Brooksville, Florida, weighing in at 285 lbs, ‘THE FIENNNNNND’ Bray Wyatt!
The Fiend reaches the end of the ramp and places his lantern on the outside of the ring. He begins to rub his head in a deranged manner. We can feel him grinning behind the mask, pumped up for the challenge ahead of him. He enters the ring and quickly backs into a corner.
With a fierce look in his eyes, he awaits the beginning of the match.
DING! DING!
As the bell rings, Big Show slowly walks into the middle of the ring, like a gladiator facing a beast, but the Fiend runs directly at Big Show, and clobbers him into the corner, in which he slightly flinches, and tries to block his face. With that, the Fiend continues to swing clubs at the head of Big Show, breaking down his guard, and settling him into the corner.
Corey Graves: I have a feeling this one isn’t going to go in favour of the Big Show here in this matchup.
Tom Phillips: Oh well Corey, you never know until you know.
With Show beaten down slightly in the corner, the Fiend backs off and then runs back towards Big Show, and clobs him into the corner with a massive body avalanche, clashing him in pretty hard into the turnbuckles. With that, the Fiend gets a grip around the neck of Big Show with both hands, and then suddenly swings around and throws him with a biel!
Mauro Ranallo: What a test of strength throwing around 500lbs like deadweight!
Big Show sits up from the pain of the impact of landing flat on his mat, and grasps onto his back and neck from the impact earlier. With that, the Fiend goes over to Big Show and places his hands over his head, and looks around out to the crowd, in awe of this massacre. Suddenly, he viciously twists Big Show’s head, making him fall down to the mat, and damage his neck even more.
The Fiend then looks around the arena, and suddenly flinches, as he brings his hands up to his face. He then pulls the hurt one towards his head, and listens into it. The Fiend then heads over Big Show, and pulls him up, under his arm setting up for a big move, potentially Sister Abigail to lay this one to rest.
Tom Phillips: I think you were right Corey.
Corey Graves: Never doubt me.
As he has the Big Show under his arm, the Fiend swings him round and then makes him collide hard with the mat for a Sister Abigail, which he then stands up for. With that, the Fiend instantly locks in the Mandible Claw in on him, and as Big Show’s shoulders are down, the referee counts the fall.
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DING! DING!
Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, “The Fiend” Bray Wyatt!
Big Show rolls out of the ring, slowly and not fully aware. With that though, the Fiend stands tall, with a big victory over the Big Show in the books. The Fiend stares devilishly down the camera, as UWF heads elsewhere.
The scene opens to an arcade, a mix of old and new games can be seen across the building. The camera zooms in to a man playing galactica. He is on one of the highest levels when his spaceship is finally destroyed. The game asks him to enter his initials, revealing he’s gotten the highest score. K.S.
The camera pans in front of the man with the high score and we see that it’s...
Shibata: My father would always take me to two places every month. Whenever he wasn’t wrestling himself, we’d take the long drive down to Tokyo, to Korakuen Hall. We’d watch whatever wrestling event was there at the time, and then we would take long drive back, but we’d always make a stop at the arcade, always. It was my second love as a child, besides wrestling of course. As I grew older, and began training to become a wrestler, I grew further from the arcade. I could no longer take stops there due to my schedule, but that was for the best. For wrestling to become my full focus, the arcade needed to shift out of my focus. It needed to become a remnant of my childhood. As you grow older you must leave some things behind. Not just hobbies, but attitudes and qualities. You must leave the foolishness behind, you must leave the childishness behind. You certainly must leave the disrespectfulness behind. Choose to take these things to adulthood, and they may end up costing you. I know one person for which these qualities are going to cost them... many things they will cost him.
Shibata presses enter on the arcade machine. He then walks over to a little boy and hands over the rest of his coins before walking out the building as the feed goes elsewhere.
Ultramantis Black and Dr cube are sitting in their prep station in an undisclosed section on the arena.
A knock is heard on the door as Ultramantis takes notice quite perturbed. Dr. Cube opens the door revealing the two men standing behind it, Sammy Guevara and Leyton Buzzard, They both scatter to bow before entering the room as Black stares them up and down…
Ultramantis:
What has summoned you here.
Leyton Buzzard:
Sammy and I had the wonderful idea that we could take care of the New Day issue you currently have, We have an offer to take care of that problem, We want to send a message to the New Day losers. Sammy and I have HUGE respect for your work… I mean HUGE...
Sammy Guevara:
I mean it’s not like I followed your underdog story from the beginning when Dr.Cube brought you from hibernation or whatever an ultramantis does in its spare time...
Dr.cube:
Get to the point you blithering hooligans!
Sammy Guevara:
I mean we could be the future tag team champions and you can continue being you and dominating idiots like Xavier Woods, While we take the tag team division to yet another level, Than when all is said and done we will divide and conquer the rest of the title divisions, You saw what we did to DIY now you can help us get our hands on the New Day…
Leyton Buzzard:
The tag division is beaming with great talent like The Greatest Tag Team than you have the rest, Everyone would cower under the unholy alliance that would be …
Leyton stops before looking up to the roof and pausing before...
the GREATEST…
Leyton looks down and smiles towards the camera as Ultramantis slams his staff into the ground.
Ultramantis Black:
Silence! You two have wandered into here in UWF’s darkest hour and began searching for the light? One would almost find that amusing, but if you truely wish to seek refuge from the storm then you should wish for not an alliance but recruitment in dr.cube’s army. However you have been temporary travellers in this company and perhaps you are not covered in rot, and are truly regretful… so in this time of existential crisis we will give you a… probationary period. Prove your purpose here and we will accept you, no questions asked. Fail and the rot will consume you…
Sammy and Leyton look at each other a little overwhelmed with the seriousness exuding from the words of Ultramantis…
Sammy Guevara:
“Well maybe not tonight… We have dinner reservations which we forgot about… Nice talking to you… Don’t let the rot consume you either and beat those… idiots… The New Day...”
Sammy looks at Leyton getting the hint as they both begin to step backwards, They stop looking worried about hitting a wall the camera pans up revealing Taiji Ishimori and the Braham Brothers, They gesture they are sorry Leyton “wipes the dust” off the shoulders of Shu before quickly making their way to the door which they close behind them, Slamming it shut...
As "Morning Glory" by Oasis begins to play, the sold out arena attempts to drown out the music with boos as a pair of armed Death Troopers take to the stage. They are shortly followed by Kikutaro who pleads with the crowd to settle down, but to no avail as Noam Dar finally appears as well. Kikutaro then begins to clap for The Scottish Supernova as he stands with his arms crossed behind his back for a few seconds before kissing his left wrist which in turn triggers some stage pyrotechnics. The Death Troopers go to depart to the back once again as Dar makes his way down to the ring with Kikutaro in tow.
"Being accompanied by Kikutaro, from Ayr, Scotland, weighing in at 178 pounds, he is the Intercontinental Champion, Noam Dar!!"
Dar performs the calm motion with his right hand to hush up the crowd members near ringside who are giving him an unwelcome reception before climbing the apron and scaling the top turnbuckle to perform the pinky motion this time as Kikutaro takes his place at ringside and begins to clap for his superior once again.
Dar then drops into the ring and undoes his jacket in preparation for the upcoming contest
As the opening strains of Moby's "Extreme Ways" hits the soundsystem, the fans find their feet, cheering boisterously for the forthcoming arrival of the Intergalactic Guru of Greatness. The lights cut out as a spotlight sweeps the rabid crowd, finally making its way to the stage as the drums kick in on the song and a pyrotechnic explosion erupts. As the smoke clears, Johnny Morrison emerges, his coat and hair blowing behind him. He steps forward and holds his arm high in his classic pose.
Tony Chimel: From the Place Between Time and Memory, weighing in at 215 pounds, he is the Cosmic Crusader... Johnny Morrison!
After his name has been announced, there's another resounding pop from the fans, and Morrison heads down the ramp with a confident swagger. He claps palms with every eager fan, smiling widely as he does so.
Morrison then jogs up the ring steps, enters the ring, and heads to his corner, shrugging off his coat and handing it to the official before breaking into some pre-match stretching in preparation for the battle to come.
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Mauro Ranallo: You know despite Morrison claiming he's fine, you have to wonder if all these weeks of hard competition have gotten to him.
Corey Graves: Johnny is so dumb i think he may actually believe he;s fine but after an elimination chamber match followed by a high intensity match to determine the number one contender and then getting attacked again backstage, there's no way he's 100%.
Morrison comes out of the corner ready to fight. He walks right up to Dar but the Intercontinental Champion retreats, going between the ropes and the ref forces Johnny to back off. Morrison is none too pleased but Dar can't help but smile. Dar comes away from the ropes and gets ready for a tie up. The move in but Dar instead ducks the tie up and simply walks out of the ring, smiling up a storm. Johnny is fed up however and Dar doesn't realize that Johnny has come on the offensive. He turns around just in time to be hit with a corkscrew plancha! Morrison isn't done there, he picks up Dar and tosses him into the barricade! Kikutaro comes over and pleads with Johnny to go easy on the boy. Johnny tosses Dr back into the ring and has a few words with Kikutaro, threatening him. The masked man backs off and Johnny comes back into the ring but he's hit with a low dropkick by Dar! Dar quickly goes for the pin.
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It's only a 1 count as Johnny gets the shoulder up! Dar brings him back up to his feet, hitting him with a few european uppercuts to knock him into the corner. He irish whips Morrison into the opposite corner, following him over with a dropkick as soon as he hits the other corner! Morrison looks like he's seeing stars, or maybe it's just the one Scottish Supernova himself. Dar brings him out of the corner and lifts him straight into the air before dropping him with a brainbuster! That can't be good for his head and Dar knows it, pulling him away from the ropes and hooking the leg for the pin.
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Morrison kicks out! Dar doesn't let up, bringing Johnn back up once more and hooking his leg, It looks like he might be readying for the fisherman suplex but Johnny starts to come alive, hitting the champion in the ribs a few times to break free. Johnny goes for a kick but Dar catches his foot and shakes his head, smiling back at him. Dar throws it down but Johnny uses the momentum to hit the Reality Destroyer! Dar turns away holding his head but JoMo comes over, grabbing him from behind and lifting him up into a back suplex before sitting out and dropping him face first like a pancake! Morrison rolls over, pulling Dar along with him and grabbing the leg for the pin.
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Dar gets the shoulder up at 2!
Mauro Ranallo: And just like that, Johnny Morrison is right back in it.
Tom Phillips: There's a reason he's risen fast through Revolution.
Corey Graves: If you ask me, he's coasting off past experiences. Noam Dar was right, he's come back and earned everything. Morrison as handed a spot in the chamber that Dar should have had.
Tom Phillips: So if you, a former International Champion came back to wrestle, you'd be ok with having to start from the bottom.
Corey Graves: That's different I was a much better champion.
Johnny knows Dar isn't weakened enough to go for the Cosmic Calamity so instead he brings him back up to his feet. Dar however starts to retaliate with some elbow strikes to the gut to break free. He then hits the ropes but runs right into a lariat. He pops back up only to get hit with a second one, then a third one. He gets up a final time and runs at Morrison with a lariat but he's caught and hit with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Dar rolls all the way out of the ring to get a breather but Morrison once again is hot on his trail. He exits out onto the apron and waits for Dar to turn around. Once he does, Johnny comes off the ropes with the Interstellar Leap but Dar moves out of the way! Johnny adjusts just in time to land on his feet but once he does, he's met with a superkick to the jaw! Morrison goes down but Dar picks him up and throws him back into the ring.
Johnny rolls over to the corner and rests up there but Dar is onto him. He lifts him up, picking him upside down and placing him in a tree of woe. Dar backs off to the opposite corner does a taunt to get the crowd to dislike him even more. He then takes off running with a basement dropkick but Morrison uses his incredible core strength to instead sit up while Dar misses. Noam tries to quickly recover but Morrison leaps off the top rope with a moonsault, landing on the standing Dar and taking him out! Both men get back to their feet but it's Johnny who connects with the Extradimensional Rift! Both men fall to the mat thought and Morrison is unable to take advanatge and make the cover.
Mauro Ranallo: Any other week, Johnny would have gone for the pin and ended the match right there but he's clearly feeling the effects of the grueling schedule.
Corey Graves: Stop making excuses, Dar has tired him out. He's younger, faster and more technically skilled. What we're seeing is just Morrison's body catching up with his age.
Both men are struggling to get to their feet but they slowly but surely get it done. Dar strikes first with a forearm shot but Johnny returns the favor with a punch. Dar goes for a european uppercut and Johnny retaliates with a chop to the chest. Dar finishes the exchange with a spinning heel kick to the gut. With Morrison keeled over, Dar hooks his leg and hits a spinning leg hook neckbreaker! Johnny sits up and hold his neck but that was a bad idea as Dar comes running over, connecting with the Nova Roller! Morrison goes out like a light and Dar hooks the leg for a deep cover.
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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, the Intercontinental Champion, Noam Dar!
Dar gets handed his title and he holds it up high, much to the dismay of the fans in attendance. Morrison gets off the canvas as Dar makes his exit. The Cosmic Crusader heads to the ropes by commentary, gesturing for a microphone. A ringside attendant brings one over and Morrison turns it on, pacing back and forth and running a hand through his greasy hair. He's visibly frustrated at the outcome of the match and shakes his head, then lifts the stick.
JOHNNY MORRISON
That's it! I've had it! All these cowards in the company thinking they're better than me... Ultramantis Black cheated last week, and you all saw it! I shouldn't have even been booked in this match tonight. I'm not 100 percent, and I've got to look over my shoulder constantly for the next guy who decides to shove a knife in my back. No. It's just not right. There's no justice. I'm sick of it!
Morrison heads over to the ropes near the stage and kicks the bottom one. He practically growls his next words.
I demand a rematch with Ultramantis Black. Right here, right now. I don't even care if it's for the championship. I'm going to show him and everyone else that I am the man to beat in this company, whether I wear that title or not, and that I would have crushed him last week if it wasn't for Dr. Cube's latest stooge getting involved in the back. So get on out here, Mantis. Hell, bring the guy your manager had do the dirty work last week and I'll kick his ass, too. He's got it coming, and so do you.
Morrison drops the mic and waits for a few moments as the fans buzz with anticipation, but... nothing happens. And then it all happens rather suddenly as the lights cut out.
Tom Phillips: Hey, who shut out the lights?!?
Mauro Ranallo: Johnny Morrison called out Ultramantis Black and now he's been enveloped in the blackness of this completely dark arena as... MAMMA MIA!
Corey Graves: That's not Ultramantis Black!
The lights have come back up and standing behind a confused-looking Morrison is none other than THE FIEND Bray Wyatt! Morrison sees Bray on the 'Tron and turns around with an attempt at a lariat, but Wyatt has it scouted and catches him in an underhook, hitting a quick uranage! Morrison thrashes on the canvas, but rolls quickly to hands and knees and gets back to his feet only to be hit with a STIFF throat thrust that sends him crashing back into the ropes. On the rebound, Wyatt catches Morrison in the Sister Abigail clutch and leans him backward, holding him there for several long seconds as the fans scream in terror. He then throws himself backward, slamming Morrison's face to the canvas with such force that the Cosmic Crusader is rendered lifeless and limp, his body ragdolling.
Mauro Ranallo: Well, it turns out the beast under Johnny Morrison's bed wasn't Ultramantis Black at all, and now the Cosmic Crusader's got a new devil to deal with!
Corey Graves: I'd say. The Fiend just had his way!
The Fiend finds his feet then as his music hits the PA, the jarring riff and alternating "HURT!" and "HEAL!" cries — along with fluctuating lighting — unsettling all as the hard cam zooms in really closely on Wyatt's haunting visage:
The show cuts to commercial.
Vinny Marseglia: When you think about it, Thanksgiving isn’t all that different from what I do. We maim a bird for our own personal enjoyment and share the thrill of the kill with our loved ones. Only difference is I like to do my cutting while there’s still a pulse. Now the question is where have i and the New Kingdom been hiding? Well you’re wrong to ponder it that way because there’s been no hiding being done, just meticulous plotting, waiting for the right time to remind the UWF that we’re still here and we still go bump in the night. Get ready because the bumping starts again soon. Hahahahaha!
Interviewer: Ladies and gentlemen, EC3.
The Owner of UWF steps into frame, ready to be asked the first question.
Interviewer: Tonight we've seen quite a few challenges being made. For one, New Day went ahead and accepted the challenge from Sami and Becky. Is that match official?
EC3: I just spoke with Drake not too long ago and he's gone ahead and made the match official. Sami and Becky will face the New Day for the World Tag Team Championships.
Interviewer: And what about the Television Championship picture?
EC3: Well Jimmy strikes me as a man who's willing to fight whoever. Originally I was just going to give Big Show a chance to regain the Television Championship. After his loss to Tessa however as well as her win against Havoc, I've decided to add her to the match to make it a Triple Threat.
Interviewer: Wow that means Tessa could make history.
EC3: She very well might. On the topic of ppv matches though, we saw that it was The Fiend who attacked John Morrison last week before his match with Ultramantis Black. I don't know what problem The Fiend has with him but I don't think I even want to know. I'll give them the chance to settle it though at Judgement Day. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got more business to attend to.
EC3 walks off while the live feed goes elsewhere.
Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen the following match is a six-man tag match set for one fall! Introducing first and already in the ring, Dr. Cube's Minions, Taiji Ishimori and the Brahman brothers!!
The Japanese trio and their electronic master bask in the boos of the crowd while waiting for the New Day
Tony Chime: And introducing their opponents...
AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH UWF UNIVERSE! DON'T YOU DARE BE SOUR! CLAP FOR YOUR UWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS AND FEEEEEL THE POWAAAAHHH! IT'S A NEW DAY, YES IT IS!
The music of New Day hit the PA system and they shortly follow suit! Kofi with the pancakes, Woods with the trombone, and Big E with his thicc gyrating hips and his box of Booty-O's cereal filled with pancakes! They come dancing down to the ring with Kofi and E wearing the tag team championships around their waists as Xavier plays the "New Day Rocks" beat on the trombone and Kofi throws out pancakes to the crowd!
They make it to the ring as Big E rolls in and starts doing snow angels as Kofi is running around him, and Xavier continues to play the trombone. E gets up, and they excitedly wait for the match to start.
DING DING DING!
The bell rings and both teams quickly pick their starters, the New Day picks Charmander and the evil trio choose Squirtle because he's the epitome of evil, but that's irrelevant cause we got a match going on between Kofi and Ishimori, the high flyers waste no time and immediately get into a lock-up, and Ishimori being the little evil goblin that he is, manages to slyly slide underneath Kofi's arm and get his back, not for long tho as he quickly pushes Kofi away and before the Jamai-can turn around sends a dropkick into his neck! Kofi falls face first and Ishimori takes full advantage of that, he starts stomping Kofi relentlessly until the ref decides fun isn't allowed and separates them, Taiji acts like he can't speak English cause he's a bastard and flips Kofi over before running to the ropes, rebounding with a headstand and doing a somersault as he drops an elbow into Kofi's weird-ass chest!
Tom Phillips: Kofi's chest always looked like that right? the elbow couldn't have done that much damage.
Corey Graves: First of all, it could have and it could have done even more if only Ishimori wanted to, second of all yeah Kofi's chest is fucked up.
Mauro Ranallo: Kingston's got a condition called Pectus Excavatum which affects both his cardiac and respiratory systems yet he still fights like everything's ok, just goes to show you how much of a warrior he is.
Well now that we're done with Ranallo's Anatomy we can return to the match, Ishimori took some time to taunt but when he sees that Kofi is starting to get up he gives him a quick stomp and starts stalking him, when Kofi is up on a knee the Bone Soldier charges and springboards off the ropes with a crossbody that hits Kofi just as he gets up! but Kofi manages to roll with it and get up holding Ishimori! before the minion can figure out what's going on Kofi drives him back first into his knee! Ishimori's XS body crumbles but he toughens up the pain and almost immediately gets back to his feet only to be met with a series of chops by Kofi! he finishes the series by Irish whipping Ishimori to the land of positivity, his corner, and tagging in Big E! the thicc, sicc, bricc, big dicc looking Big E enters the ring and goes to work on Ishimori by taking a few steps back and charging Ishimori at full speed but the buff Japanese is able to get out of the way in the final second, get behind E and roll him up!
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NO!
E gets his shoulders up in a millisecond and tries getting up to his feet but Ishimori tries to surprise him with a superkick on his way up but Big catches the boot! he smiles and shakes his head at Ishimori, he's Taiji Isihimori tho he won't take an insult like that and he tries to return the favor but with an enziguri which E eats right on the chin, but stays smiling! after eating Mori's best shot E releases his leg and launches him into orbit with an overhead belly to belly! when Ishimori finally lands he bounces off of the mats while screaming in agony, he almost immediately tags one of the brother in, who? I honestly don't know, I would have asked him if he wasn't busy getting in a slugfest with Big E! they trade punches in the center of the ring, is it a good idea? probably not, is it enjoyable? yes, you know what is even more enjoyable? the fact that brother just upgraded from punches to a headbutt! the shiny boulder that just hit his noggin staggers E for a few moments and it looks like he's regaining his balance, but then the brother (let's just say it's Kei) delivers another one! this one sends Big E stumbling back into the ropes but when he rebounds he suddenly explodes at Kei with a body block!
Tom Phillips: Big E just took two headbutts from someone I believe is all about headbutts and shook it off like it was nothing!
Corey Graves: The New Day shouldn't be allowed to headbutt! their little unicorn friends probably taught them the secrets of horns and they're magically hiding them.
The rainbow-colored cinder block celebrates his thiccness with a little hip swivel before returning to action, he picks up Kei and lifts him before dropping him with a side belly to belly! do you think that's all? don't be a dumb dumb, E again picks him up and again throws him into the mat with the same move! the Florida man again dances to celebrate but quickly get back to action, he picks up Kei but this time goes for his back and throws him into the ceiling with a german suplex, but the Brahman somehow lands on his feet! before Big E can realize what's going on Kei charges him and lariats the fuck outta his thicc neck! the sudden attack surprised E and he falls to the floor where Kei locks him in the Sharpshooter!!
Kei, Dr. Cube, Shu and Ishimori all laugh maniacally as E struggles to get out of the hold and crawls towards the ropes, lucky for him he's stonk enough to carry them to the ropes but a millimeter away from it, Kei releases the hold and drags E back to the center! he tries to go for the hold again but that little second of space was all E needed to push him away with his massive calves! Kei gets sent into the ropes and when he rebounds E tries for yet another body blocky but this time Kei sees it coming and slides underneath E, when the Big fella realizes what's going on he turns around and eats a superkick right to the jaw! he falls to the floor almost unconscious and Kei jumps into the pin
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Kofi, Woods, Shu, and Ishimori enter the ring!
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NO!
Kofi and Woods jumped to save the pin and Shu and Ishimori try and stop them but it ends up with everyone jumping on Kei!
Corey Graves: This thing is a mess! the ref should take control of his match!
Tom Phillips: Looks like standard tag matches thing for me
Corey Graves: Dr. Cube's minions possibly not getting a win because the ref couldn't control the match is standard for you? you should be ashamed, you're killing the business.
a small brawl ensues where Ishimori is slugging it out with the future UWF title challenger and Shu fighting Kofi, Ishimori is able to gain the upper hand with a superkick and throw Woods out of the ring so he and Shu go to work on Kofi who can't handle the two of them and is finished with an enzuigiri/superkick combo, Kofi rolls out of the ring and the ref tries his best to get the evil duo out of the ring but Dr. Cube gets on the apron to distract him! somehow it works and the ref is too busy to see that they're helping Kei to his feet and pick him Big E, Taiji holds him in place while Kei and Shu climb up each to a different turnbuckle, first to jump is Shu who drops E with a diving crossbody so Kei could leap off and land the leg drop to complete the Murder Ride Show!! Shu and Ishimori clear out the ring and Kei stays on top of E for the pin, Dr. Cube finally gets off the apron
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2...
NO!
E somehow gets his shoulders up!
Kei can't believe it and neither can his whole team, and neither can the crowd, let's just say no one can believe it, except me, I wrote this, Kei hits the mat in frustration and his entire gang yells at the ref for doing a shit job, he doesn't care he gets paid anyway, Kei picks up E once again and goes for another Superkick but as he releases his grip on Big E the meaty unicorn falls back down! the evil do-ers all laugh at him and Kei taunts the crowd then the rest of the New Day, who are just starting to recover, Kei finally returns his attention to Big E and again tries to nail him with a Superkick, this time E remains standing but also manages to catch Kei's boot! this time he wastes no time smiling and immediately drops him face-first into the mat! he then tags in Xavier, who was the quicker to recover, and picks up Kei in a powerslam position while Woods climbs up to the top rope, Kei tries to fight out of the position but it's to no avail as E keeps him there for the Midnight Hour! Woods lays on top of him for the pin while E charges Kei's teammates and manages to drop both of them with a single spear!
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3!
DING DING DING!
Woods and E celebrate in the ring and Kofi soon joins them, they dance for a few moments but stop to watch Dr. Cube as he goes up the ramp, they share a staredown as his minions flock to Cube and the fans cheer New Day and the show comes to a close.
END OF SHOW
Confirmed for Judgement Day
World Tag Team Championships
New Day(c) vs Sami and Becky
Television Championship
Havoc(c) vs Blanchard vs Big Show
Morrison vs The Fiend
Credits
Show vs Fiend - George
Tessa vs Havoc - Fauche
New Day vs Cube Minions - Bodor
Strong Dragons vs Usos, Dar vs Morrison - Danny
OOC:Due to the late show, I'm going to be pushing back the PPV to the 22nd. Next week will be the go home show.
