Revolution 9/19/18

[Danny]

Once the video ends, pyro goes off all around the arena, the camera panning through the crowd showing the excited faces of the UWF faithful. The whole crowd seemingly chant "UWF! UWF! UWF!" in a never ending fashion. The camera then cuts to ringside where Tom Phillips and Corey Graves are standing by.




Tom Phillips: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Revolution!


Corey Graves: It's an exciting time in UWF here with the recent expansion and quite a few people are trying to stake their claim at the top.


Tom Phillips: Plus we've got a few new and returning faces joining the roster in recent weeks and-



Phillips is coon cut off when the lights in the arena turns off as the new music hits the PA system...



ALL WE EVER HEAR FROM YOU IS BLAH BLAH BLAH






Fans don't know who to expect as out of nowhere Dolph Ziggler runs onto the stage...






The arena explodes and fans are on their feet as Ziggler with a huge smile on his face takes off his hoodie and asks for a microphone and gets one... Then he raises the microphone...






Dolph Ziggler: Today it's been nearly six months since my lost at Wrestlemania 7. Six months since I walked around here your UWF World Heavyweight champion. Six months since I was forced to quit. The question is... Was it Chris Jericho that made me quit? Hell no... Even tho I have to admit that Chris was the better man that night, there are certain

circumstances you didn't know. Until now... You see I do this for nearly 15 years, 15 years of putting my body on the line each and every day to achieve my goals. After all these years my body just told me that it's the end. I took so many codebrakers, brogue kicks, chairshots, punches, felt from 15 feet on my head so many times I didn't even remember my name at the time of Wrestlemania 7. And the doctors told me that if I take one more hit on my head, my brain may never work again. And imagine that you feel like you're sitting at the top of the world, that you finally made it and in one second, everything's gone. My entire life, literally since I was a little kid I had one dream and one dream only. To Show Off. I always knew I had something nobody else had. It's called the IT factor. I knew I can do this better than anybody else. I knew that if I get the chance I will grab it and never let it go away. And even tho I finally made it and became your World Champion, I was forced to let it go. Everything I worked for was gone. Everything I went through was gone. And I was thinking what will I do next? Honestly, doing stand-ups is fun, but this is what I love. This is what I do better than anybody else does. This is professional wrestling. This is my life. This is my passion. This is everything I ever had....



Fans cheer for Ziggler before he continues...


People always told me that I will not make it. People always told me that I'm just not good enough. And I always used all of this negativity as a fuel. It pushed me forward. When someone told me that I can't do something, I always proved him wrong. I do the exact opposite of what people wants me to do. So when the doctor told me that it's the end, I didn't take it. I said that I'll be back, better than ever before. That my head will be alright. That I'll be able to show off better than I did. And six months after that, I'm standing here. And I'm damn proud to say... They all were wrong. I'm able to compete. I'm able to do this better than I ever did. I'm able to again be Dolph Ziggler, the show off....


people cheer for Ziggler one more time giving him really one hell of an applause before he goes on...






Woah, woah, woah. That was then, this is now and I need to make one thing pretty clear... This is the ressurection of the fallen warrior. Tonight I want each and every single one of you to listen to what I'm about to tell you. My name is Dolph Ziggler. I am the former two time UWF world heavyweight champion. I steal the show every single night when I step into that ring. Charisma, look, athletism... Everything championship material should have, I have. I am that guy that's always been hated by others just because I'm too damn good and they're not. You wanna know who am I? I am that guy that for the last 10+ years worked his ass off more than anybody else did. I'm the guy that has always been disrespected because one day I was told I'm just not good enough and the other day I was told that I'm just too damn good. I'm the guy that just can't be stopped. Nothing and no one can stop me from getting what I want. And what I want? I want everything. I want to get what I deserve. And I deserve just goddamn everything. I am the main event. I am the show stealer. I am the perfection. I am the past, the presence and the damn future of this business. And it looks like I need to remind this to you and to all the superstars back there.


people give Dolph a mixed reaction before he continues...


And I'll do exactly that. I'll do everything I'll have to do to get back where I ended. So get ready... I'm coming...



Dolph throws mic away and walks back to backstage...


The camera cues in on Rick Rude standing backstage with his championship.





Rude: So, let me get this straight. We are actually recognizing a UFC belt as a championship belt here, in the UWF? For someone who wants to point out what is and isn’t wrestling, you sir are a hypocrite. And you also want to try and say that what I do isn’t true wrestling? I am one of the most technically sound athletes in this business today. If you want to switch this up into a submissions match, I’m more than happy to embarass you in front of a live audience. Hell, if you even want to take this to the octagon...I’m game. My reputation precedes me outside of this ring as well.

So, let the man with the championship around his waist that actually matters let you in on a little secret. Every time that someone comes out here and doubts my ability, makes a comment about how I live my lifestyle, or just doubts anything about me in general. It always backfires on them. Just like it is going to backfire on you. And speaking of backfiring….


Rude shuffles the championship up his shoulder.


Rude: The Miz wants to challenge me for a rematch? And he wants to up the ante? Mikey, I accept your little challenge and I definitely accept your clause to our rematch. I just hope you understand why you’re home alone, still without the Intercontinental title even after the Pay Per View whenever Maryse decides to stay with a real man. I can see it in your eyes, Mikey...you’ve got doubts. Ever since your wife and I shared that kiss at ringside, things just haven’t been the same at home, have they? She’s been giving you the cold shoulder. You go to wrap your arms around her late at night and she just scoots over, telling you that she’s tired. She’s not been as affectionate with you...it’s ok. Sometimes relationships hit their expiration date. Sadly for you, that expiration date was the very day that she laid eyes on me. That’s why you’re so obsessed with getting revenge on me, because you know that it was more than a kiss. So, Maryse, baby...I’ve got a little surprise for you. Tilt that camera down while I give a little sneak peak of what’s under this robe.


The camera tilts down as Rude opens up his robe. Airbrushed onto his tights on his left leg is a full body portrait of a very scantily dressed Maryse, down the right leg is a portrait of Rude and Maryse’s kiss. Directly on the crotch of his tights is the face of Maryse, blowing a kiss. The camera pans back up to Rude’s face.


Rude: Maybe I’m counting my chickens before they hatch, but you and I both know what’s inevitably going to happen, that’s why I’ve had these tights made in our honor. So, this is my little gift to you, what’s going to be your gift for me I wonder? I could think of a few-


YOU SON OF A BITCH!


Rick Rude is blindsided by The Miz as he tackles into Rick Rude, knocking him down. The Miz continues his assault by hammering Rude continuously. Miz gets to his feet and rips the Intercontinental title away from Rude and tosses it aside. The Miz grabs a chair and lays into Rude with a few chair shots before the officials pull The Miz off of him.


The Miz: GET OFF OF ME! COME HERE YOU SON OF A BITCH, I’LL KILL YOU!


The Miz is escorted off camera as the officials are checking on Rude who has been busted open, pouring blood onto the concrete floor. Rude is helped to his feet on shaky legs as they start helping him walk away.


The Miz: Don’t forget your title, bitch!


Again, The Miz rushes into the camera shot and blasts Rick Rude across the face with the Intercontinental Championship. More officials pile onto the scene as The Miz is staring at the bloody Intercontinental Championship.







In a surprise unscheduled appearance, Austin Aries appears from the backstage area, dressed as only A-double does. He struts his way down to the ring with a big smile on his face as he slaps some hands on his way into the ring. He looks over to Pedro, who is ready with a microphone and nods his head and pulls one of his own out of his sport jacket.



AUSTIN ARIES

UWF Revolution how the hell are ya? In case you are losing your UWF virginity tonight and you have no idea who I am, its your boy A-double Austin Aries here. Now tonight I'm in a fantastic mood, and I decided to come out here and get something off my chest that has been bothering me for some time. Now I know all of you people here thoroughly enjoy seeing me come out here week in and week out doing what I do best, better than anyone else to ever lace up a pair of boots, and that's wrestle. Now I'm sure anyone who's anyone that is an Austin Aries fan knows my win-loss record hasn't been the greatest lately. That also means you saw me completely destroy Tyler Bate last week and get right back on track.

That of course leads me to why I am out here showcasing this beautiful smile and this ravishing outfit. I think I need to take this game to the next level. I think I need to go out and raise that bar just a little higher than it has been. I think...I think I need to do something that is going to make an impact around here. Hah funny story did you guys know there is a failing company somewhere in the world that calls itself Impact? I know cool story bro go make me a sandwich. No but in all seriousness, I need to get in this ring with some hardcore talent and tear the building down and raise my stock up just a little bit. That's right I need the crème of the crop, the best this company has to offer.

Now then such a match can't simply take place anytime, anyplace, or anywhere....no this has to be...special. I mean you never know who may be watching. So Ethan Carter, if you are listening backstage somewhere, I am making a formal request. I am asking you ever so nicely, no wait, actually I'm pleading with you to do the right thing. I'm asking you to do something that these fans want to see, and what is going to help put Revolution on top of the ratings chart over little ole team purple Resistance. I say you hook me up with a match at Genesis! I don't care who it's up against of what kinds or match it is you want to place me in. All I know is that the only way to make an impact around here is to place me in a match at Genesis. So Ethan, I want you to scour the universe, I want you to handpick one or two or hell even thirty of the best guys you can find, and send them my way an answer the open challenge bell I have just laid out...I'll be here waiting, because I'm not leaving the ring until I have an answer to my challenge.




As the UWF faithful wonder who the theme playing belongs to, they no longer have to wonder anymore as Revolution’s resident musician comes walking out to cheers.



Elias soon makes his way down the ramp, his guitar on his back, as he heads up the steel steps and walks along the apron before stepping through the ropes to enter the ring. It’s seem that Elias has a headset mic as he usually does as his music fades out to silence so he can be heard.

Elias: It doesn’t matter if your name is A Double or McDouble, I don’t think anyone on this roster is in the position to make a demand like this. I mean sure you said you’re in a good mood and asked him nicely, but then you said you aren’t leaving the ring until it happens, and that’s what makes it a demand. Now in case you don’t know, I am Elias, Revolution’s resident musician, and if there’s one thing I hate as much as I love music, it’s a bully. You, Austin Aries, are a bully.

You’re out here throwing your weight around because you think you’re the greatest act going. Well so did your opponent tonight The Miz when I met him last week, and then he drifted away. So I’m feeling like I should deal with you in the same way. I’m not in love with how you went about it, but I give competition like I give my songs, to anyone and everyone. So as far as I’m concerned, if Mr. Carter wants to make it official, consider your challenge for Genesis answered.

Elias drops the mic and slowly backs away. Aries nods his head, happy that someone has accepted his challenge


Tom Phillips: Looks like Aries is satisfied with that response.

Corey Graves: Too bad it's not up to him who gets pay per views matches around here. As a matter of fact, I think Mr. Carter won't take too kindly to someone coming down to his ring and demanding a match.

The crowd is cheering for the potential matchup of Aries ve Elias while the live feed goes elsewhere.


As Revolution rolls on, we’re taken backstage to see the visual image of a Switchblade knife being held in a black-gloved hand. The hand methodically twirls the knife around, as the most presumptive owner, Jay White, voices over in his Kiwi accent.






Jay White: “A Switchblade is a type of knife that either folds or slides outward by the ejection of a spring when the lever or switch is pulled. The Switchblade without the blade, now effectively just a black handle, can be hidden anywhere on a person without needing its own sheathe. But, when the lever is flipped, when the spring is put into action, the once thought-to-be harmless black handle now transforms itself into a lethal weapon, no different than the flip of a light switch when it justifiably takes its unprepared victim’s life.”



The camera then pans rightward and up, catching the cold stare of the Switchblade as he direly dares into the lens of the camera. A scenic lock of dyed hair hangs over his face, as the dyed hair reflects the beams of light a static television behind him is generating into the lens of the camera.





Jay White: “So, I’m sure you ask yourselves: why am I called the Switchblade? Why do I take after a knife, when I could take after an omnipotent being, much like I am? Because I can pose as anyone. I can be a nonthreat. I can be a clear-as-day menace on the horizon. I can be anywhere; seeing, listening, and hearing everything. Like a snake in the grass, like a hunter on the prowl; I am always the predator, and at any given time, I can strike, just like the spring action within a switchblade. Sudden. Lethal. Unexpected. Fatal.”



White’s words roll of his tongue softly, yet sharply. Still staring into the lens, he continues.



Jay White: “All of these descriptors will be none different than the heinous acts I will inflict unto Brian Lee and his disgusting band of knaves if they so get in the way of me asserting my dominance, because as I have said, this is not a wrestling match. Brian Lee is not an opponent, Brian Lee is not a challenger, because those words would imply that Brian stands an ice cube’s chance in hell against an all-mighty being such as myself, that he does not. He is a human sacrifice for a god; the god that is me. The same treatment goes to anyone - ANYONE - that dares to try and stand in my way, who dares to defile and taint what is my birthright! Sleep with one eye open ladies and gentlemen. Chris Jericho, Rick Rude, Drew Gulak: know just one thing.”



Switchblade inches closer to the camera, before finishing off with his mission statement.



Jay White: “What’s mine is mine, and what’s yours is also mine.”



The scene fades to black with the scene of White staring ominously into the camera, as Revolution rolls on.


Tom Phillips: “Coming up next we see a match that has potential to become the match of the night seeing Rick Rude, the Intercontinental Champion, face Minoru Suzuki, the UFC Champion.”

Corey Graves: “I dunno Tom, with Rude snubbing the press conference earlier, surely that must’ve got underneath Minoru Suzuki’s skin. From what we’ve seen, you do not want to get underneath Minoru Suzuki’s skin. Another disadvantage to Rude is crucially the fact that he legitimately just got attacked backstage, surely he mustn't be 100% after that.”

Tom Phillips: “Very correct.”

OWWWW...SIMPLY RAVISHING



"Whatta Man" By Salt n Peppa blares throughout the arena as the fans erupt into boos. Rick Rude comes out limping onto the stage and he still gets no remorse from the crowd after the beating he just received. Rude continues to walk, trying to avoid the feeling of pain and blows a kiss to the camera to attempt to maintain his cocky attitude.



Tony Chimel:  From Robbinsdale, Minnesota weighing in at a "Ravishing" 240 pounds..."Ravishing" Rick Rude!

Rude steps onto the first steps of the ring steps and looks to a male fan who is shouting his distaste for him. Rude exchanges insults with this fan before wiping the sweat from his brow and flinging it at the fan. Rude motions for the referee to part the ropes for him out of respect. Rude enters the ring and clutches his ribs in the corner.

the lights blackout and smoke starts coming out from the ramp as the signature guitar sound of El Desperado starts playing and the crowd went ballistic on him



He walks out of the curtain playing his guitar and carrying his boss's UFC world heavyweight championship pretending to not be hearing the roaring fans booing him





As Despy is halfway to the ring the song switches to the graceful sound of Minoru Suzuki's signature song



The crowd turns silent as Suzuki comes blazing through the curtain, his eyes dead set on the ring



While Suzuki walks down the ramp El Desperado snatches Tony Chimel's mic out of his hand and introduces Suzuki himself... in Spanish and only then in English

Presentando ... de Yokohama, Japón, el actual campeón de peso pesado de UFC del mundo y el hombre más malo del planeta ... Minoruuu Suzuki!!!

Desperado throws the mic back to Tony Chimel so he could properly introduce him while he plays his guitar, walking away

Introducing... From Yokohama, Japan, standing at 5'10 feet and weighing in at 225 pounds... the current UFC heavyweight champion and the baddest man on the planet... Minoru SuuuuzukiIiii!!!

He finally finishes the long ramp walk and without missing a beat, he bypasses the ring in front of him and walks to the other side, there, he gets on the apron and turns around to the crowd, clapping his hands and telling them to clap their own as a sort of insult to them.

 "

He turns around and enters the ring between the middle and top rope while The ringside choir screams:

KAZE NI NARE!!!!

Now that he's in the ring he takes off his towel, gives it to El Desperado who's waiting on the apron, they fist bump and Desperado jumps off the apron and Suzuki starts stretching, waiting for the bell to ring

DING! DING! DING!

Straight off the bat, Suzuki runs straight over to Rude’s corner and blasts him into the corner. He then lays in the fists until he gets him grounded, where he then starts to stomp a mudhole in Rude’s chest he then drags him into the middle of the ring where he drops a knee on him, rolls through then kneels over Rude.

Corey Graves: “This is a massacre!”

Rude then receives slap after slap side to side across his face making Rude’s cheeks red. He then gets to one knee, drags Rude over his knee with his hair contorting his neck in a U shape. He then starts to chop his chest as the referee counts for Suzuki to let go. 1-2-3-4. Suzuki lets go of the hand full of hair and then lets Rude’s body crash back down to the mat.

Tom Phillips: “Pure brutality, I think he’s just toying with Rude…”

Corey Graves: “Or teaching him a lesson to not mess with him?!”

Suzuki stands up and reluctantly drags him up under his legs, lifts him up and then hooks one hand underneath his legs, lifts him up in the Gotch Piledriver position then drops him down on the top of his head. Suzuki then sprawls over Rick Rude and the referee counts the fall.

1…

2…

Thr-

Suzuki refuses to end the match this early on and lifts Rude’s head up.

Suzuki then slams back down the head of Rick Rude and then gets up. He leans down for Rick Rude and locks him in a sleeper, dragging him up to his feet. He then flips him over for the Saka Otoshi! As it is locked in tight the referee goes to check in on Rick Rude and starts to lift up his hand to see if he’s conscious, he lifts it once. He lifts it twice. And on the third time Rick Rude responds to the raising by tapping out viciously onto the mat.

DING! DING! DING!



Tony Chimel: “Here is your winner via submission, Minoru Suzuki!”

Minoru Suzuki then smiles towards the hard camera like this was just a game to him. He then rolls up to his feet as El Desparado gets inside the ring to celebrate his victory with him Suzuki stands blankly as the Suzuki-Gun flag is produced by El Desparado. Suddenly Desperado is knocked into Suzuki, the two clashing heads. The fans cheer as it's Drew Gulak! The Televison Champion grabs Desperado from behind and drops him right on his head with a half nelson suplex! Suzuki is dazed from the collision but Drew grabs him by the back of his head and starts ramming his face into the mat over and over again. If that wasn't enough he pulls him up a bit and puts him in the Gu-Lock! Suzuki is writhing around in pain but can't escape as his head in close to being torn off his shoulders. Drew finally lets go and kicks Suzuki away.

Drew Gulak picks up a microphone and looks at the downed Minoru Suzuki he’s pacing and trying to catch his breath. Between each intense breath the television champion seems to be collecting his thoughts.

Drew Gulak: Minoru Suzuki, you made some pretty bold assertions last week claiming your title was the best, and then attacking me after my match with Rude. And while you are down there maybe you’re filled with some irrational feelings right now about what I just did, you know deep down the reason why this happened. This was to make a point, you beat me down when my back was turned, anyone could do that. I put you to sleep with a submission, very few can claim that, and I’m going to give you a chance at revenge. At Genesis I propose a match, Champion vs Champion, but it’ll be a submission match. I wait for your answer rather excitedly I must admit.

Gulak walks off to the back while the camera focuses on the carnage he left in the ring, the scene fading out.


The UWF feed cuts to Elias backstage with guitar in hand waiting around for his match.



Elias looks into the camera and strums his guitar but before he can say anything, Leyton Buzzard comes in frame with a ukulele in hand. He looks Elias up and down as he looks like he just found what he was looking for.

Leyton Buzzard:

Hey Elias, buddy, did you receive my messages?

Elias: You mean these?

Elias holds up his phone for the camera to see.



Elias puts his phone away.

Elias: I got them but you sent them at like two o’clock in the morning. Speaking of, you didn’t tell me how you got my number.

Uh, you gave it to me, sort of. Uh...you were giving your number to one of your many fangirls and I happened to overhear you...by accident, of course. So I know it may be a bit daunting being with the right hand man to Joe Hendry, the original “Prestigious One”, but due to contractual issues he can't join us, so I’m making the best of this situation. You're my second option; apparently Renee Young is under contract to stay 100 feet away from me at all times, whatever that means.

Elias: It’s not daunting at all, actually, mainly because I have no idea who you or Joe Hendry are.

I know... I know but listen to this, I believe this will change your mind, I wrote this song just for you Elias, So Elias I have one question for you...

Leyton pulls out a stool from off camera before adjusting himself...



Who wants to take a stroll with Leyton!

Leyton begins strumming his ukulele and sings, off key and without rhythm.


Elias...

Leyton coughs as he begins he stops strumming and begins again.

Elias...

He's going to put you in a crisis

If you don't play nic-is

My name is Leyton and his is Elias

Elias is almost as good as Hendry

Noone can be as great as Hendry, maybe other than Eli--


Elias: Stop. Just stop. I appreciate you putting together whatever that was but Elias is a solo act which means the only representation I need is those that choose to walk with me. Good luck on finding your next prestigious one, Lemon Buzzer.

Elias walks offscreen as Leyton looks defeated.

It’s Leyton... Buzzard...


Backstage, the camera sets upon two steel doors, a sign on the door reading “The Miz’s locker room” with a paper still taped to it reading “+ The Hired Gunns”, with that part now crossed out in black Sharpie. The door opens, and out walks Miz, who begins walking towards gorilla. He doesn’t get too far however, a small smirk on his face as he sees Chris Jericho, title belt around his waist as per usual.

Chris Jericho: Well look at who we have here. It’s Michael Mizanin, loser of the Intercontinental Championship. How’s it going down in the non title scene? Those loser midcarders keeping you busy?

Miz: “It’s...it’s rough, Jericho. That scumbag Rude stole my title, but I’m going to get it back next PPV. I know it.”

Chris Jericho: Yeah, I saw you get screw outta the title at SummerSlam. I honestly kinda feel bad about that. I know what it’s like to be screwed over. Thankfully, I still have my title, but I’m honestly surprised I’ve gone this far without some sort of management interference or something.

Miz: “I am glad at least one of us still has their title, even with Jacobs...death? Injury? Whatever you want to call it, being what somewhat saved you.”

Chris Jericho: And with Jimmy gone for good, there’s nobody left standing in my way that’s actually a credible threat. I mean, Larry Sweeney? Is that the best Ethan can do? Where’s all the… ya know… good wrestlers at?

Miz: “I don’t know, I’m locked up with the IC Title, Low Ki is over on Resistance, Gulak is TV Champ, Omega is on Resistance...seems like Resistance has all of the good wrestlers in terms of in-ring work, doesn’t it? Well, outside of us two and Gulak...must as it pains me to admit it for him.”

Chris Jericho: Ethan’s lucky I walked out of SummerSlam as champion. We already know I was gonna be number one pick to Resistance if I was on the board. Then Revolution wouldn't even be worth watching.

Miz: “You aren’t wrong there, Chris. And if you had lost, then I would’ve been stuck with either Jacobs or Marseglia...boy am I glad both of them aren’t here.”

Chris Jericho: The only downside with that is, you’re never getting this shiny hunk of metal right here, but that okay. It’s in good hands. Besides, you’ve got your own goals and aspirations.

Miz: “Aspirations of revenge, sure, but aspirations. Besides, I don’t want to be taking something that means so much from someone who, being honest, is one of the few people in UWF who I could consider a friend.”

Chris Jericho: Aw. That’s great, mate. I haven't had a great response from the fans or the locker room since I won this title, so that means a lot, especially coming from the soon-to-be 2x Intercontinental Champion.

Miz: “Well, to hell with the fans then! Sometimes whether they want to admit or not, they are wrong and this is one of those times.”

Chris Jericho: To hell with people in general. They don't know my struggles. They don't know me. They don't know what kind of cereal I eat in the morning. They don't know nothing, man, emphasis on the nothing.

Miz: “I mean...I don’t really know a lot of you either, but uh..weird to ask I guess but if you want to hang out in my locker room after my match and before yours, I’d be alright with that. Play some Madden or something.”

Chris Jericho: Sweet. Dibs on the Bucs. They’re the closest thing to a hometown team for me.

Miz: “Fine by me. Now then, I got a match to prepare for so...see you afterwards.”

Chris Jericho: Go kick some ass. A-Double has nothing on M-Double.

Miz: “And that’s...Awesome.”

Following that, Miz walks off-camera, going to prepare for his match with Aries and leaving Jericho alone with the cameraman.

Chris Jericho: Today’s gonna be a good day. I just know it.

Fin.




Hyper's "Lies" starts to blare through the speakers, as the arena soon begins to descend into jeers for the Switchblade. As soon as the beat kicks in, Jay White slowly emerges from the back. Jay stands there for a moment, an almost empty, cold, look on his face, before he extends his arms outward and makes two Shaka signs with his hands, swiping them across his throat to make a throat slitting gesture with the signs. White then heads down to the ring.



Tony Chimel: “Making his way to the ring, from Auckland, New Zealand, weighing 220 pounds - he is the Switchblade - Jay White!”

Switchblade continues on his way down the ramp with his arms wide open cockily, chiefly for the world to embrace him. The crowd reciprocates by flooding him with more boos. Now at ringside, White pivots right to make his way around the other side of the ring, hopping up on the ringside apron, methodically stepping through the ring ropes to get inside the ring.

White, now inside the ring, heads to his corner and takes off his Switchblade Jacket, handing it off to some ringside worker.




Lee waits for Master of Puppets to get past the Instrumental opening before appearing on the ramp, he then slowly walks down the ramp

Announcer: "Approaching the ring at this time,  from The Primetime section of Saint Petersburg, Florida, weiighing in at 290 pounds, He is The Most TV Ready Wrestler in the world - PRIMETIME, Brian Lee"

The announcement also plays in Spanish, French and Japanese because The Prime Time Players are world famous so they have fans who speak other languages

Lee usually looks and finds for Elix Skipper or Teddy Fine who appear in disguise in the crowd and interacts with them, he continues on down the ramp and grips his wrist before getting to the ring and walking round to the right side of it before stepping up to the apron pushing down the top rope and stepping over and then poses in the ring before shouting "PRIMETIME"



VS


DING DING DING


Brian Lee walks up to the center of the ring and tells the young gun to come at him. Jay White just smirks and turns his head up at him. Lee gets right up in his face and looks down at White, barking at him while Jay is backed against the corner holding his hands up and telling the ref to back him away. The ref does since he's near the ropes but as he's pushing Brian away Jay slaps him right across the face! Lee loses his shit and comes right back at him with a punch but Jay ducks under it and gives him a few chops to the chest in the corner. Brian just shoves him away but White comes running back with a european uppercut that connects so hard that Lee falls to a seated position.


Tom Phillips: Looks like Jay White has managed to get inside Brian Lee's head.

Corey Graves: That's strategy 101, you think a veteran like Lee would know not to be so hot headed.


White walks away with a big smirk on his face. He creates some distance before taking off and hitting a low dropkick to the seated Lee! He then grabs him by the leg and drags him away from the ropes before going for a pin.



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Lee pushes White off him so hard that Jay lands on his feet! Lee sits up but Jay is quick to come running over with a shoot kick to the back, Lee arches his back in pain but he just turns to look at White and gives him a death stare. The Switchblade runs to the ropes ahead of him and comes back looking for another kick but to the chest this time except he gets stopped dead in his tracks when Lee just catches his foot mid swing! The crowd starts to cheer as Lee rises, still holding onto the foot while Jay hops around trying to maintain his balance. Lee pulls him in forward only to lay him out with a spinebuster! Jay's head bounces off the mat and Lee stays on him for the cover.



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White kicks out! Brain Lee waste little time in letting Jay recover, instead opting to bring him up with him and placing him onto his shoulders. He may be thinking of going for the death valley driver but Jay White grabs at his face and rakes his eyes, falling off behind him. Lee is blinded and so White takes advantage by running at him with a lariat. The big man stumbles but doesn't go down. White hits the ropes and comes back with a second lariat but still Lee doesn't fall. He does however manages to stick his hand out and grabs Jay by the throat. He can still hit the chokeslam even if he can't see but Jay quickly retaliates with by grabbing him back and hitting a reverse STO! He then floats over, grabbing a hold of the waist and deadlifts him into a bridging german suplex for the pin!



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Lee kicks out at 2!


Corey Graves: Look at that show of power from Jay White! Who needs friends or fans when you got skill like that!

Tom Phillips: I think I'm beginning to understand you more as a person now.


White sits up on his knees, breathing heavily as that maneuver took a lot from him. Knowing that it'll take something big in order for him to put Lee away, White heads out to the apron and goes to the top rope. He's perched up top while Lee slowly starts to get to his feet. He doesn't seem to notice that White is stalking him but when he finally stands up. Jay comes off with a missile dropkick except Lee is able to side step him at the last second! White crashes onto the mat and sits up on his knees holding his gut from the impact. Lee walks over and plants him to the mat with the implant DDT! He turns him over and goes for the pin.



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White kicks out at 2! Lee brings White back up to his feet. He slowly turns him around, getting him ready for a neckbreaker but White spins out of it and and elbows Lee in the back of the neck not once, not twice but three times! Lee stumbles to the ropes and hangs over them. White leaps over the ropes onto the apron and comes running over, hitting him with an jumping enziguri! Lee turns away, slightly dazed as by the hit. Jay stays on the apron watching as Lee turns to face him again. As he does, Jay springboards into the ring and hits a dropkick that brings Lee down to a knee. White then hits the ropes and comes running back at Lee only for Brian to sweep him up and hit a backbreaker!

Instead of going for a pin, Lee keeps White over his knee and places one hand on his chin and the other on his leg, stretching out his back over his knee. White is being bent in half, the scene looking like something out of a Batman comic book. Lee continues to stretch him out but Jay finally brings is free leg up to knee Lee in the side of the head. Prime Time shakes it off but a second knee knocks him down and both men get to their feet. Lee charges at White with a leaping lariat but White ducks it. Brian crashes to the mat but quickly gets right back up. White comes charging at him but Brian catches him with a spinning side slam! He stays on him for the cover.



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White gets the shoulder up! Brian Lee sits up, taking a bit of a breather before getting up. He bends down and grabs White by the throat, intending to power him up for a chokeslam but Jay lifts his foot up to kick him in the side of the head. Lee is staggered and stumbles over to the corner. The Switchblade gets to his feet and charges after Lee but Prime Time catches him with a back elbow. White is dazed and Lee scoops him up onto his shoulders before dropping him with the Death Valley Driver! He hooks the leg for the pin.



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White kicks out!


Tom Phillips: What do you know, This match is happening just as Brian Lee said it would! We know what happens next!

Corey Graves: If I have to hear this idiot brag about winning his debut, I think I'll look for a transfer off this show.


Lee smiles, knowing everything is going as planned. He grabs White and brings him up to a vertical base. He yells a couple of words in his face before kicking him in the gut and bending over for the Killdozer. As he's lifting White's lower half off the ground, Switchblade kicks his foot back and manages to kick Lee right in the face! Brian's hold is broken as he staggers backwards. Lee comes running forward with a lariat but White ducks it and jumps up to Lee's back in a crucifix position before twisting all his weight to nail him with a crucifix driver! Lee is up on his knees from the impact and so White lifts him up a bit before bending him over his knee. He slices Lee's neck before hitting him with the Blade Runner! Lee's head is spiked into the mat and Jay turns him over, hooking both legs for a deep cover.



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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Jay White!




Corey Graves: Haha, that's what you get for telling your opponent your game plan!

Tom Phillips: Hey, Prime Time put up a very good fight in his debut here. I look forward to seeing how far he makes it here.


White gets his hand raised by the referee. He looks down at Brian and laughs before leaving the ring and heading up the ramp. Skipper and Fine hop over and check on Lee as the show moves on.



The titantron switches from the UWF Revolution graphic to a feed from a press conference. A podium stands a top a spotlighted stage, presently vacant. The backdrop behind is checkered with several repeating logos, including the UWF insignia, the Revolution banner and the promotional logo for Genesis. Johnathan Coachman walks up to the podium, the press swarming him with questions that sounds like Peanuts adult chatter while their cameras flash frantically. Coach waves off their questions as he adjusts the microphone to the appropriate height.





Coach: Ladies and gentlemen, members of the associated press and sports media, I ask that you hold your questions until the end of the conference. It is my pleasure to present to you the newly minted Number One Contender for the UWF Championship, Larry Sweeney.


Coach steps aside and tries to get a round of applause going, but the journalists present seem more interested in taking notes and snapping pictures. Larry Sweeney, dressed to the nines, struts out on to stage. His bodyguard Kyle O'Reilly follows him, holding all three of Larry's championship belts as he comes. Kyle displays the titles out on the table beside the podium and then stands by Coach as Mr. Sweet n' Sour takes the podium.


Sweeney: Ha! I told ya so, didn't I! I sure as hell did! Hahaha! Don't think I haven't been reading the papers, folks. And for all you online dirt-slingers whose blogs and rags get lost in the mix faster than I can say Jack Russell Terrier, you should know that your uneducated little opinions make it back to me from time to time regardless of your bogus medium. All that to say that I've heard you people call my title belts a farce, and I've heard you say I wasn't cut out for this half of the wrestling game, and I've heard you say that I was just a flash in the pan, a God damn summer fling or somethin'.


Larry wags his finger at the reporters.





Boy, did I ever shut you up!


Now you good-for-nothin' beatniks know that I'm the real deal! It's just like me and all the Sweet n' Sour fans have been saying all along - I'm a once in a lifetime talent baby! I'm the face of this generation! Not only did I revitalize the UWF Transatlantic Championship, but I saved the linear UWF Television Championship and now I'm about to unify the disputed UWF Championships. Did I forget to mention I technically won the King of the Ring, too? Cause I sure as hell did!


Tell me, who else has ever had a debut year like that? Huh? Nah, scratch that - I've only been hear six months... NOT EVEN! Haha! Show me the person that's had the kind of run I've had in such a short time. Everybody wants to criticize my physique, or my acumen, or my style, but as far as I can tell, what I've got is the best recipe for success that there's ever been in this industry. And you... all of you... all you ever talk about is how this is some kind of new Golden Era or somethin', and that the UWF has never been stronger or had the depth of talent that it has now. I can't help but take that observation and insight as a compliment cause if I'm beatin' the guys that are supposed to be the greatest crop ever, then that's just all the more proof that I'm on a different level entirely, ain't it?


Before anyone can actually answer him, Larry continues.


At Genesis, the main event of the night is gonna be Larry Sweeney, the linear UWF Champion versus Chris Jericho, the scoundrel Canuck impostor-Champ. Winner takes all. The marquee'll read 'Sweeney vs. Jericho 2" - lest we forget, we've seen this song and dance before. I already won. Yeah, that's right! I already beat him! Less than two months ago! Ha! This might be the quickest turn around on a blowout Championship match in history! Ha! Sure is a lotta hooplah for a sure-thing, too. Jericho's ancient history, and old dog with old tricks. Whatever talents he might have, he's not learning any new ones, certainly not in such a small amount of time, brother. Nope. I already know how to beat him. There's tape. It's documented fact. Just like how nobody knows how to beat me, not playing by the rules anyway, and uh, for all those dirty cheats, I've found my solution.


Sweeney points a thumb back over his shoulder at Kyle O'Reilly who cracks his neck from side to side to remind everyone how tough he is.


When Genesis is all said an done, I'll be the undisputed UWF Champion, the undisputed star of Revolution, and the undisputed face of the UWF. I will go on to main event every live event, television taping and pay-per-view this company puts on. I'm gonna get filthy rich. I'm gonna beat everyone. And I'm gonna do it before I light the candles on the cake for my one year anniversary as a UWF wrestler. There is no Mount Rushmore. There is no Hall of Fame. In the Sweet n' Sour era, there's only one name! Lemme hear ya say it!


Larry spins his mic toward the reporters, who take that as their cue to start asking questions.


Reporter: Larry, there has been a lot of controversy surrounding your number one conteder 's match against Triple H last week - specifically, Kyle O'Reilly's involvement -


The Triple Champ spins his mic around to respond, interrupting the question before it can be asked. As he speaks, he rubs to fingers together.


Sweeney: You know what this is? This is the world's smallest violin playing a sad, sad song for Triple H. Ha! Are you freakin' kidding me? Is anyone sheddin' tears or losin' sleep for that bum? Nobody else in history - IN HISTORY - has ruined more wrestling careers than him and his moron family. When he was at the wheel, the UWF imploded and nearly took down the industry with it. He's buried, bullied and fired some of your favourite wrestlers and now that the King of Kings has lost his throne and the Game has to play fair, I say he deserves some just desserts! Amen!


If I had a nickel for every time I watched him take a short cut to win, I could buy another jacket as expensive as this one I'm wearin' now. Kyle O'Reilly is a professional. He intervened because its his job to intervene. He saw that Triple H was about to do what he always does - cheat to steal the match, and he stepped in so that I would be spared another terrible injustice at the hands of some lousy officiating. Hell, I didn't hear anybody making a fuss when Marseglia came at me with an axe, or The Velveteen Dream grabbed a fistful of tights and put his feet on the rope to "pin" me. Evidently, there's a lotta room around the rules in this rackets and now I've got a business partner to work in that space while I take care of everything between the ropes. I'm not sorry. I think it's poetic justice. Next question.


Other Reporter: Yes. Hi. Larry, while your record on Revolution is, admittedly, rather impressive, you're zero-four-two on pay-per-view so far -


Again, Larry cuts of the journalist. His face is red, his nostrils flared. He didn't like the question.


Sweeney: Shut your mouth and clean the wax out of your ears so that you can understand me perfectly while I explain this one... more... time. I, Larry Sweeney, am undefeated in the UWF. There isn't a single contest I've competed in where, were it permitted, a little rewind and second viewing of the tape wouldn't convince any man of sound mind to overturn the result in my favour. Get it? Whether it was Sweeney introducing an axe into a wrestling bout at King of the Ring or The Velveteen Dream faking a medical emergency - an instant loss in any other sport - only to miraculously recover and take advantage of the boys playing by the rules. I've never lost. 


But you know what? I'm not complaining. The cream always rises to the top and despite all the travesties these God awful referees have plagued me with, I'm still fighting for championship gold in a pay-per-view main event. It doesn't matter how many screwballs come my way, I'm hittin' home runs. You can't deny what I've got. One last question.


One Last Reporter: I'll make this quick. Not only did Chris Jericho dethrone Cesaro, a man considered by many to be one of the best wrestlers of the current era, but in his first defense he beat Vinny Marseglia, axe and all. Aren't you worried?


Sweeney: I never worry, chump. Alright, that's all folks. Don't forget to donate to the Little Dragons Insulin Pump Foundation. It's a great cause. Goodnight.


Sweeney heads off stage, the reporters shouting more questions as he goes, hoping for something they won't get. Kyle collects the title belts, then turns to the last reporter and makes a slashing motion across his throat with one finger, before following after Larry. Coachmen shuts 'er down and Revolution continues elsewhere.



The lights are out and nothing can be seen but cell phone screens illuminating and camera flashes as with a strum of a guitar, a spotlight comes on and shines down into the ring upon Revolution’s resident musician.





Elias: Hello I am Elias. Believe me when I say I am excited to be here in front of all of you for a second week in a row, and what better way to celebrate an occasion happening a second time than with a match that has two people on each side? Double the wrestlers, double the entertainment, right? Well on my team, at least. I see Zack Ryder and The Brian Kendrick and think, “Oi oi oi”. Not because I’ve suddenly decided to start supporting Australia, but because they make me reach for the headache medicine.

The crowd laughs at this.

But before I go any further with that, I hail from the wonderful city of Pittsburgh in the great state of Pennsylvania and I weigh in tonight at two hundred and seventeen pounds. Which is about the weight of Zack and Brian’s combined belief they’re both carrying around that they can beat Drew and I. Those two remind me of a song, in fact.

There is collective cheering and whistling for this as Elias begins to play his guitar.

You’re delusional.

You’re delusional.

You’re delusional, it’s true.

It’s not your day,

In the USA.

And I know that makes you blue.

That we’ll never lose, to you.

As the crowd cheers, the introductions then continue.



The opening bars of the song play in showing Drew Gulak delivering speeches interspersed with people in submissions on the titantron. When the song kicks into full gear he walks out in a robe and wrestling gear holding up a sign with a logo promoting one of his various poilicies.



Tony Chimel: Coming down to the ring weighing at 193 lbs, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania he is The Master of 1000 Powerpoint Presentations, Drew Gulak!

He places the sign against the steel steps and climbs up to the apron and after wiping his feet on the apron. He goes in through the middle rope and slowly dresses down to his ring gear making sure to hand it in a neat pile to someone from the ring crew. From there he gets into his corner, and begins stretching waiting for the bell to ring.

The crowd are quiet, waiting for something to happen but the silence doesn't last long as fireworks shoot from the ceiling down onto the stage as a familiar theme song plays out of the PA System.

AUSTRALIANS ALL LET US REJOICE

FOR WE ARE YOUNG AND FREE

WE'VE GOLDEN SOIL AND WEALTH FOR TOIL



The crowd begin to Boo the theme song as they know, it can only be 2 superstars they are about to see. The superstars fulfill their duty as Zack Ryder and Emma slither into view, coming out from the back. They both stop, looking out into the crowd as Zack stands in front of Emma, Emma just smiling away with her trademark sunglasses on as they begin their walk down the ramp.



Zack slides into the ring first, ignoring all the fans as he quickly gets back to his feet, holding the rope open for Emma so she can climb herself into the ring.

Tony Chimel: Being accompanied by The Thunder from Down Under, Emma!! Weighing in at 224 pounds formally from Long Island, New York... currently residing from Melbourne, Australia, ZACK RYDER!!

Zack lifts his arms in the air as Chimel finishes his introduction. Emma gives him a last minute pep talk before Zack helps her out of the ring. He nods at her, he replicating it as Zack stands there ready.

I'M A MAN WITH A PLAN!
Yells out from the PA system and rings through the arena. Signaling the arrival of just that, the Man with a Plan, THE Brian Kendrick.




The Brian Kendrick waltz out from the back, a confident smirk across his face. His trademark Blackbeard Pirates flag is slung over his shoulder as he makes his way to the ring, eyes locked.

Tony Chimel: Making his way to the ring, from Venice Beach, California, THEEEEEE Brian Kendrick!

Kendrick swaggers up the steps and quickly steps into the ring. He struts around the ring for a few circles before he starts to remove to his flag and jacket to prepare for his match.

DING! DING! DING!

Elias and Ryder begin the match they move towards the middle of the ring, Ryder goes for a test of strength on Elias, Elias sends a boot to the abdomen of Ryder, Elias quickly grabs onto Ryder as he falls to his back, Ryder's head is spiked into the canvas with a DDT, Elias gets to his feet as he grabs onto the ears of Ryder, Elias grabs onto the back of Ryders head, Elias throws Ryder head first into the steel post, Elias bends back Ryder he sends down a arm smacking it off Ryders chest...

Elias points towards Emma taunting her on the outside of the ring, Elias throws Ryder into the corner to Gulak, he says something to Emma who stands on the ropes, as the referee tries to tell her to step off, Elias signals Gulak for a tag, Gulak gets tagged in the referee fails to see the tag, Elias perches Ryder atop the top rope, Elias steps back as the referee turns around, Both men stand on the second rope about to go for a double super suplex. The referee stops the men as he did not see the tag, Elias and Gulak try to explain the situation but the referee forces Gulak back into the corner, Ryder tries to dive onto Elias in the confusion but is met with uppercut from Elias, Ryder falls to the canvas hitting hard, Elias seems to have hurt his hand, Elias notices Ryder crawling to the corners about to use them to stand...

The crowd throw their dislike towards referee who was distracted hence not seeing the tag they shower the ring in boos

Tom Phillips: Elias and Gulak taking every advantage possible in this tag match, Elias is being overly aggressive to Zack Ryder, they haven't been able to get started in this match...

Elias pushes his arm up and down saying WOO every time he does, he smirks as the crowd cheer along with Elias using his opponents taunt, Elias runs at Ryder full pace hitting him with a knee to the side of the temple, Ryder falls face forward, Elias lifts Ryder to his feet, Elias offers his hand for the tag with Gulak, Gulak tags himself in...

Tom Phillips: Elias adding salt to wounds of Ryder...

Corey Graves: Tag team work from Elias and Gulak...

Elias holds Ryder in the corner, Ryder hits both men fighting back, Ryder gets free of Elias's grip, Ryder runs and jumps towards his partner Kendrick who is dying to get in, Gulak gets a hold of his leg as he tags in Kendrick, Gulak lets go off the leg ducking a clothesline attempt from Kendrick, Elias jumps up hitting Kendrick with a knee after he missed his clothesline, Gulak gets to his feet as Elias makes his way to the apron again, Gulak looks to Kendrick who is slowly rolling over to his belly, Gulak looks down to Kendrick as he thinks about what he wants to do, He looks back to Elias as he picks up Kendrick to his feet...

Tom Phillips: Gulak has a look on his face what's he going to do, Gulak has Kendrick in a perfect position, Elias had Gulak's back stoping him in his tracks...

Kendrick hits a few body shots onto Gulak, Kendrick attempts an arm drag, but no Gulak stops it half way feet each side of Kendrick, Gulak kneels putting one of his knees between the shoulder blades of Kendrick, Gulak cinches back on the hold, Kendrick falls to the ground, Gulak keeps his arm cinched back almost popping it out of its socket, Kendrick uses his legs and arms to move back to loosen the hold, Kendrick behind Gulak kips up to his feet, Gulak quickly reacts moving around Kendrick with pace, Gulak locks his arm around the head of Kendrick, locking in a Guillotine choke, Gulak jumps hooking his legs around Kendrick causing more pressure on the neck....

Tom Phillips: Drew is out wrestling Kendrick, Kendrick being no slouch, Drew taking this match with his technical mastery...

Kendrick stands not falling to his knees, Kendrick launches Gulak off him, Gulak lands on his feet before moving quickly around Kendrick, Gulak locks in a sleeper hold...

Corey Graves: Gu-Lock! Gu-Lock! Drew is trying to kill Kendrick to prove a point...

Kendrick can't stop this, Kendrick falls to his knees as he looks like he is fading, Kendrick falls back onto Gulak, Gulak hooks the legs around Kendrick, Gulak cinches back on the hold, Kendrick begins to turn purple from the Gu-Lock...

Kendrick Taps Out! after around ten seconds in the gu-lock...

Corey Graves: The Gu-lock gettin the win for the team, Gulak looked like he went above and beyond...

DING! DING! DING!

Gulak cinches back on the lock before quickly releasing it and getting to his feet, Gulak raises his hand as he looks down to Kendrick who barely has moved since the gu-lock was applied, Drew Gulak looks to have a smile on his face as his partner Elias celebrates the victory by raising his arms atop the turnbuckles, Gulak looks to Elias before rolling out of the ring having sent a message, Elias looks to see Gulak leaving before raising his hand in victory as Gulak turns back for one last look...






The UWF Feed cuts to a shot of The Miz backstage with Maryse, Miz is adjusting his entrance attire before his match for the night. Suddenly, Leyton Buzzard comes into frame with his arms extended for a hug on Miz. He stops Leyton before he can hug him, who then looks to Maryse. Miz then stands between Leyton and Maryse and Leyton steps back afraid of The Miz.


Leyton Buzzard:
Miz, just the man I was looking for….

Leyton Buzzard adjust his glasses as he begins speaking to Miz and Maryse...


Miz: “Huh?"

You almost remind me of Hendry, if he were an intercontinent--

Miz: “...”

...I believe you will be a great choice to manage, when we ride high people from all around will know you as Miz “The NEW! Prestigious one”…

Before Leyton goes any further, Miz puts his right hand up nearly directly to Leyton’s face, barely any space between the two.

Miz: “Look, I appreciate your offer to manage me and that you see my potential unlike most of the others in the back, but I already have Maryse by my side. Plus, after that whole thing with The Hired Gunns... I don’t think I’m ready to have any other people by my side for a while-”

You see after Elias said he was a solo act, I than thought to myself who could be as prestigious as Joe Hendry, I thought the Miz, I look at you with so much untapped potential, The draft got rid of one thing that’s holding you back, thank god for you, Am I right?, It’s just that only one person can be as prestigious as Hendry, Thats you Miz, you don’t need Maryse when you have me in your corner…

Miz: “Wait, your second pick? You went to ELIAS first?!”

Leyton Buzzard: Well third...Trust me though… Because Im Leyton and I’m AWESOM---

Miz raises his hand up as he looks at Leyton, shutting Leyton right up…

Miz: “Okay, stop. Just stop right there. First, you are stalling me from getting to my match with Aries, second off I was your second choice after ELIAS, and thirdly you are trying to steal my catchphrase?! Are you just oblivious or outright stupid?

Yes… Just think about it... Leyton Buzzard managing Miz The Prestigious One, I can take you to the next level, Since I am a solo act kind of manager, Maryse can be at home looking after baby Monroe, two birds one stone…

Miz: “Listen here Leyton, don’t you EVER mention my daughter’s name again, got it? Now, I got to get to my match, so don’t be following me out there, don’t wait for me in the back, just leave me alone!”

Miz’s music is heard muffled lightly from the feed, Miz and Maryse get arm in arm as they go towards the entrance, Leyton looks on shocked/discouraged as the feed cuts to the Miz’s Entrance...




Corey Graves: “Up next we see the A Lister, the Miz, takes on Double A, Austin Aries. This has honestly potential to be match of the night with the Miz and Aries both being on top of their game as of late. Very excited for this bout.”

We see Austin Aries already standing in the ring as he has already made his entrance in the ad break. He is doing his pre match warm ups such as testing out the ropes.

[QUIET ON THE SET, CAN WE PLEASE HAVE QUIET ON THE SET?!

AAAWWWEEESSSOOOMMMEEE!!!



As an instrumental of "The Man" by The Killers kicks in over the sound system, the crowd are somewhat mixed at his arrival, some sections cheering and some booing. The Most Must-See Superstar in UWF History walks out onto the stage alongside his wife, Maryse, with a gleeful face and the two pose together.



Tony Chimel: "Being accompanied by Maryse, from Hollywood, California weighing in at 221 lbs, he is the self-proclaimed "Most Must-See Superstar in UWF History"...The Miz!"

The A-Lister begins walking down the ramp, soaking in the mix of boos and cheers. He spots the cameraman focusing on himself for a second, and jumps on the opportunity, lowering his shades so his eyes are visible to the camera and pointing to the viewers at home.



Miz gets to the stairs, with Maryse following soon after, and leads her up the steps before going up himself. Both of them enter the ring, and go straight to the hardcam side of the ring, both of them posing on the ropes and eating up the crowd's applause and hatred for them



With all of the posing over, Miz gives a final kiss to his wife before she leaves the ring, Miz ready for action.

DING! DING! DING!

As the two hear the bell chime 3 times they spring into action, jockeying for position and jogging circles inside of the squared circle. The two of them edge closer and closer together until they meet together in a Collar-and-elbow tightly. Miz then pushes Aries down to the mat as he bridges up and maintains his control of Miz, while easing up the pressure the Miz has on him.

Corey Graves: “Great veteran awareness from Austin Aries right there, the greatest man that has ever lived is looking to secure himself an early advantage on the Miz!”

Aries prys the hand down of the Miz and then jumps back up to his feet and headlocks up the Miz. Aries wrenches it twice and then smiles off to the crowd. The Miz then gets control of Aries’ hips and then throws him back to the ropes. Aries bounces off and hits the opposing side’s ropes and then shoulder tackles the Miz.

Aries then runs right and hits the ropes as the Miz drops down for Aries to jump over him. Aries then hits the opposite side as Miz gets up to his feet for a leapfrog, Aries once again runs under and then gets dropped with a massive leg lariat from the Miz. Miz quickly covers Aries as the referee counts the fall.

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Aries kicks out sternly at one from the early pin attempt from the Miz.

Tom Phillips: “A swift kick out at one from Austin Aries off the leg lariat.”

After Aries’ early kick out, the Miz rolls up to his knees and shuffles up to behind Aries and locks in a rear grounded headlock. The Miz wrenches in on the headlock as Aries visibly tracks the pain. Aries then shuffles back and puts his foot onto the bottom rope as the referee counts the break. 1-2-3-4. The Miz then releases the headlock and rolls backwards up to his feet.

The Miz waits for Aries to get himself up from the ropes as he awaits him with potentially a bigger move. As Aries stalls in a standing position, Miz goes over to him, grabs him into a front facelock, looking for the Mizard of Oz, swings him round but Aries over rotates and escapes before he can hit the neckbreaker on Aries. Aries pushes the Miz’s back to make him collide with the ropes and on the rebound Aries throws him overhead in a german suplex.

Corey Graves: “What a clean transition from the greatest man that has ever lived.”

Tom Phillips: “Can you please stop calling him that?”

Corey Graves: “Why Tom, it’s just stating facts.”

Aries gets Miz back up to his feet by dragging him by his head straight up. Aries then pushes the Miz back, and leans back to swing for a huge overhanded chop landing on the Miz’s chest. Aries then swings back for another one echoing throughout the arena and then a final one for luck. Aries then taunts the Miz saying bring it on, the Miz runs towards him, Aries ducks as Miz’s arm goes over and his chest meets Aries’ knee.

Corey Graves: “Double A could be looking for the Pendulum Elbow on the Miz here!”

Aries then pushes him forward and then drops the Miz with a STO sending him crashing down to the mat. Aries swings his arms side to side and then connects with the Pendulum Elbow on the Miz. He then hooks the leg for the cover.

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2…

The Miz kicks out barely from the Pendulum Elbow from Aries.

Aries then sits up with pure shock on his face from the audacity of the Miz kicking out of one of his popular moves. Aries then leans back and rolls up to his feet. He drags the Miz back by his leg and then leans his knees up against the Miz’s arm and holds it in position as his other hand wrenches back underneath the Miz’s chin.

Corey Graves: “What a hold that is.”

Tom Phillips: “I believe he calls it the the Fish Hook of Doom Corey.”

Miz then prys the hand of Aries off his chin and then uses the back of his foot to wear down Aries and continue to kick him in the back, Miz then rolls through and gets back up to his feet. The Miz then sees that Aries hasn’t got back to his feet so he drops Aries down with his signature DDT.

Miz then throws himself over Aries to allow the referee to count the pinfall attempt.

1…

2…

Aries kicks out at two from the Miz’s signature DDT.

The Miz cannot believe that Aries has managed to get out of that snap DDT of his and quickly thuds himself up to his feet to charge up Aries once more. As soon as Aries gets up once more the Miz strikes him down with a huge running forearm, then he runs through to the ropes and knees Aries right in the face and then runs straight through that and drops Aries down with a big boot.

Miz then positions his arms wide as he is looking for his famous finisher known as the Skull Crushing Finale, Aries gets up as his arms get hooked but Aries debuckles the Miz’s arms and drops him on the back of his head with a huge crucifix pin attempt.

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2…

The Miz kicks out at two once more from an Aries

As Miz rolls out from Aries’ crucifix pin attempt Aries gets back to his feet and the Miz boots Aries in the stomach and wipes his face. He then puts him under his legs and lifts him up in a powerbomb position. He then walks over to the ropes, bounces him off them and then delivers a sitout powerbomb, the referee counts the fall.

1…

Aries kicks out at one from the sitout powerbomb from the Miz.

Aries rolls backwards after kicking out and dropkicks Miz sending his head crashing back to the mat. Aries then heads up to the top rope potentially looking for something big. He then dives up from the sky for a frog splash but misses it and sends his chest crashing into the mat. The Miz then capitalises and stands back up.

Tom Phillips: “Crash and burn for Double A right there! This could potentially be a crucial error in Austin’s game!”

Corey Graves: “Wrong Tom. There is no error in the greatest man that has ever lived strategy. Move with the times Tom.”

Miz drags Aries over to the corner, and drags him under his legs and positions him in the powerbomb position once more but instead of powerbombing him he places him on the top turnbuckle. Aries’ legs get dragged out and then Miz drops him down for a leg stunner. Aries then clutches onto his leg in agony as the Miz shows no remorse picking up his leg and continuing to kick at it.

Miz then drags Aries up as he wobbles on his damaged leg and doesn’t stop the attack on him by spinning his leg with a dragon screw on Aries. He then grasps onto his leg and then twirls around it and then folds it into a Figure Four Leglock, very reminiscent of Ric Flair.

Tom Phillips: “A nice move from the Miz using the Figure Four Leglock, you don’t have to do all of these over the top antics when you can stick to the old faithful move that won Ric Flair all of those world championships!”

Corey Graves: “Be quiet Tom, get out of it Aries!”

As Aries squeals in pain from the Figure Four Leglock from the Miz as he wrenches it in by lifting himself up off the ground and putting more pressure into his knee. Aries then realises he needs to do only one thing to stop this agony and turns the Miz over relieving the pain and putting it onto Miz who is now scratching towards the ropes.

Miz gets a handful of the ropes as Aries breaks up the hold. The two of them cradle up and stare at one another and shudder up to their knees. They then make eye contact and shuffle towards each other. Aries then slaps the taste out of the Miz’s mouth and then looks at him blankly expecting the same. He then taunts him to do it. Miz then returns with a vicious slap to the jaw of Aries.

Tom Phillips: “Gosh.”

Aries then swings a kick at Miz, almost teasing him, and then another one, and another one, and another one. Miz then gets up and drags Aries so quick that it could’ve gave him whiplash and picks him up for a Brainbuster, Aries’ move, and lands it! He drops him right on the top of his head and rolls over him to count the pinfall.

1…

2…

Th-

Aries then gets his foot on the ropes to break up the fall from Miz.

Miz then is confused why the referee didn’t count the three and starts to argue with him. He starts to become infuriated by Aries’ foot being on the ropes and gets up red in facial colour, He pushes Aries up to his knees and begins to dish out the dreaded “It Kicks” on Aries as the crowd counts along with them. 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! Suddenly at nine Aries rolls out of the ring to crowd disapproval.

1-

The Miz, who was already infuriated, goes outside the ring in a hunt for Austin Aries. Aries starts to run away from Miz who clearly has vicious intentions while being quite blown up after this gruelling match so far.

1-

Austin begins to start the lap, he goes round the first turnbuckle and then hides underneath the ring. The Miz then starts to walk over to where he was and lifts up the apron.

2-

Aries is nowhere to be seen underneath the apron so the Miz gets back in the ring and allows the referee to count him out as the Miz visibly is still infuriated. As he is also warn out he leans onto the ropes while he waits.

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4-

Almost suddenly the Miz’s leg is dragged down under the bottom rope by Austin Aries and then he keeps him on the outside. As Miz stays stunned inside of the apron Austin lays in the punches to the Miz’s head.

1-

Austin then drags the Miz over the apron and then positions him underneath his legs. He then looks around to the crowd and then yells to the crowd “This indy enough for you Miz?!” and then flips over the top of the Miz and hits a Canadian Destroyer on the outside! The crowd erupt and look down at the Miz who has just been dropped down with a vicious move that nobody could get up from.

Corey Graves: “Oh my fuc- I mean hecking god! I can’t believe Double A just did that! He just Canadian Destroyered the Miz on the outside! This man is truely insane. Get the Miz some help please.”

Austin Aries rolls inside the ring and signals for the referee to count him out as he shows a hand expression to show that he might truly be dead. The referee complies and resumes the count.

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3-

4-

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The Miz is clearly moving grasping onto his head and trying to crawl. Austin Aries shouts in doubt at the Miz’s movement on the outside.

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The Miz gets up to one knee and slams his hands against the apron in which Austin stomps on his hands making the Miz shudder.

8-

The Miz leans up against the apron and then holds the second rope tightly. Austin Aries then slides underneath clearly impatient for this match to end. He drags the body of the Miz back into the ring as he rolls in himself.

Austin Aries then heads up to the top rope looking for the devastating 450 splash, drawing old moves out of his arsenal. He hits it as the referee counts the fall on the Miz.

1…

2…

3!

DING! DING! DING!

Tony Chimel: “Here is your winner via pinfall, Austin Aries!”



Austin Aries then lays on his back as his name gets read out and then kips himself back up to his feet and leans on the ropes ahead of him.

He looks across the crowd who seemingly are shocked at what Austin has just done to the Miz. He then smiles at this reaction as the camera pans into his smiling, panting body as UWF heads elsewhere.



The feed heads backstage where EC3 is standing by.



EC3: So Minoru Suzuki wants to go around claiming that his UFC Championship is the best out of all of Revolution's titles. He beat down the Television Champion and made short work of the Intercontinental Championship so as much as it pains me to say it, he may be right. Drew Gulak however returned the favor earlier tonight but he wants to further prove that his title means more. That's why at Genesis i'm accepting the match Drew proposed. It's going to be Drew Gulak vs Minoru Suzuki for the Television Championship.

It's also come to my attention that people think they can just go to the ring and demand pay per view matches. I don't care who you are, but this is MY show and if you think you can-

Maxine: Ethan hold on a second.

Maxine enters the frame.



Maxine: With Spud... I mean Drake gone, we've needed a few more hands around here in order to keep up. I had hired a slew of interns but they sucked at the job and couldn't keep up with the demand. Instead I went out and looked for someone who had the same drive and passion that lead me to where I am today and I think I found her.

EC3: Her?

Maxine: Yes come on over here.

In walks none other than Veda Scott.



Veda Scott: Hello Mr. Carter, pleasure to meet you. I'm Maxine's assistant.

EC3: My assistant now has an assistant? Well yay equality and all that but I was about to berate Austin Aries and-

Maxine: That's why I wanted to stop you there. Veda has an idea.

EC3: Does she? Well let's hear it.

Veda Scott: Well according to the ratings, we saw a slight bump when Austin Aries wiped the floor with Tyler Bate and Elias, well people keep tuning in because he's a man of mystery. Non one knows a lot about him and they keep checking to see how he is. If these two meet, it'll guarantee us at least another 10,000 par per view buys.

EC3: You know all that?

Maxine: Plus she's also a practicing lawyer. With Super Crazy being an active competitor on Resistance, we might need her.

EC3: All right then, let's make it official. At Genesis, Austin Aries goes one on one with Elias. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got other business to attend to.

EC3 walks off, leaving the camera to focus on Maxine and Veda until it fades out.


And then... Pitch black. The darkness consumed the crowd as they looked onward to the titantron, and then the light began to seep into the arena as it faded into a video, a video of one Tetsuya Naito. The crowd burst into a cheer, before being silenced by Naito's first words.




Tetsuya Naito: "なぜあなたはここの哲也ですかなぜ私はここにいるのです私はあなたを見せるためにここにいる、あなたができることは何でも、私はそれをより良い。そして、いいえ、私は一人ではありません。私はここ数人の友人と一緒にいます。あなたはすぐにそれらについて知っているでしょう"

(Why are you here, Tetsuya? Why am I here? I'm here to show you, whatever you can do, I will do it better. And no, I am not alone. I am with a few friends. You will soon know about them.)

"I, am here, to be king."

Naito stood still, un-moving like a still image, for about... 2 minutes before the titantron faded out to black.


BEHOLD THE KING.
KING NOTHING.



As "Hail to the King" by Avenged Sevenfold hits the arena soundsytem, the fans respond with a big pop for the man they know is coming. In short order, Triple H emerges from the back in his ring gear, looking absolutely ferocious as he takes a big swig from a bottle of water in his hand and then spits it out in a mist before him, which he walks through on his way down the ramp.

Tony Chimel: From Greenwich, Connecticut, weighing 255 pounds, Triple H!

As Hunter hits the foot of the ramp, he high-fives a few outstretched palms and then walks directly toward the apron and grabs the top rope, using it to pull himself up. HHH walks along the apron and scrapes his boots on it before stepping into the ring, heading straight for a corner to work the crowd, who cheer in response.



After several seconds of this, Hunter climbs down off the turnbuckles and begins performing some pre-match stretches in his corner while he waits for the match to get underway.






Out comes the self-proclaimed Greatest of All Time, the Best in the World At What He Does, Y2J Chris Jericho, with his usual fireworks display and light-up jacket.

Tony Chimel: From Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada... weighing in at 227 lbs... he is the UWF Champion... Chris Jericho!!!

Jericho heads towards the ring, showered in disapproval by the audience. The Ayatollah of Rock 'n' Rolla shakes this off, however, and proceeds with business as usual, marching down the ramp and flashing his title to all who are willing to sit through looking at him.

Upon entering the ring, Jericho leaves the crowd with one final image before handing over the title and readying for the start of the match.




VS


DING DING DING


Triple H has got his game face on, ready to prove to everyone that last week was a fluke and he has what it takes to beat the UWF Champion. Jericho isn't ready to just lay down however. He tells HHH to bring it but then looks over to Sweeney at the announce table and yells "Sit down!". Triple H turns to look at Sweeney but Larry isn't doing anything, just sitting at the announce table. Jericho runs forward and takes down Triple H with a forearm to the back of the head! The crowd are booing the dirty tactic but Jericho smiles, continuing his assault on The Game.


Corey Graves: Brilliant tactic by Jericho! Making him think something is going on outside only to attack him when he turns his back. That's why he's the champ.

Sweeney:For now. That's like grade school tactics.


HHH tries to retreat to the corner but Jericho is still on him, stomping away at him until the ref intervenes. Chris pulls him back up and irish whips him to the opposite corner. He comes running after him but Triple H gets the foot up to stop him dead in his tracks. Jericho stumbles back a few steps, a bit dazed from the hit. Triple H steps up to him but Jericho simply jumps up and hits him with an enziguri to the back of the head! The Game stumbles and falls against the middle rope. The UWF Champion from over and places his knee on the back of his head, strangling him on the middle rope. He then brings Hunter back to his feet and hits a bridging northern lights suplex for the pin.


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Triple H kicks out!


Tom Phillips: Wow! What a maneuver there by Chris Jericho! He almost got him with that one!

Sweeney: Ha! Puh-lease! You know Kyle here's a jiu-jitsu specialist, a karate master and a practicing diabetic all in one? The kids call it "Mixed Martial Arts". He's a living weapon for Pete's sake! He could pull that off blindfolded with one arm tied behind his back. Once I'm the undisputed Champ, there'll be a new standard for excellence around here, that's for sure. Everything measured against Sweet n' Sour! We'll just see how impressed you are by mooks like these then!


Jericho picks Triple H back up to his feet but kicks him in the gut. He proceeds to put him in a double underhook, trying to beat him with his own move. Triple H however manages to twist out of it, grabbing a hold of the arm and bringing in Jericho for a short arm clothesline. Jericho rushes to get back to his feet only to get taken out with a clothesline. He pops right back up but this time gets taken out with a high knee to the face! Jericho retreats to the corner but Hunter is hot on his heels, hitting him with yet another clothesline in the corner. Next he pulls him out of the corner and lifts him straight up for a vertical suplex. He keeps him in the air for a bit, letting all the blood rush to head before falling back and dropping him flat on his back. Jericho arches his back in pain but Hunter gets right on him, pinning his shoulders to the mat.



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Jericho kicks out! Triple H looks over to Sweeney, as well as Kyle, making sure they haven't moved from where they were at.


Sweeney:This chump needs to keep his eye on the ball! Kyle here won't do anything unless I feel threatened and someone as useless as Triple H doesn't threaten me.

Tom Phillips: Well what about last week when he-

Corey Graves: Shut your mouth Phillips, the Transatlantic Champion was talking.

Sweeney: Much obliged, Graves. It's a rare treat to see some real professionalism around here. Pay attention Phillips, ya just might learn how to do this job yet!


Hunter rises to his feet and grabs Jericho by the hair, pulling him over to the corner smashing his face into the top turnbuckle. Jericho turns to face him from the impact and so Hunter goes up to the second rope and starts to rain down punches to the top of his head, going for the full 10 count as the crowd counts along. He egst to the count of 7 but Jericho suddenly reaches up and grabs him by the thighs, bringing him closer to the middle of the ring before bringing him down with a powerbomb! Jericho then flips over him to get more leverage for the pin!



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Triple H kicks out!


Jericho rolls over and grabs Triple H's legs. He's trying to turn him over for the Walls of Jericho but Hunter is turning with him, trying to avoid it. He's able to use his power to spin the other way which causes Chris to go flying in the opposite direction. He quickly rises to his feet and catches Hunter with a basement dropkick as he's trying to get up! Triple H has still got something to prove and so he fights to get back to his feet but the UWF Champion comes running up behind him, planting him with a one handed bulldog! Triple H rolls over to the center of the ring and so Jericho runs to the ropes, springboarding off the the lionsault! King Nothing moves out of the way in time however and Jericho eats nothing but the canvas!


Tom Phillips: The crowd is really getting into this now!

Sweeney: The boredom is getting to their head. They're starved for real entertainment and it's messing with their heads. They're seeing a mirage. They're cheering for the illusion of a decent match. That's the only logical explanation.


Jericho is up on his knees, holding his stomach from the impact as Triple H slowly gets to his feet. They both manage to get up at the same time and meet in the center of the ring. Hunter throws a straight right but Jericho comes back with a backhanded chop. Triple H throws another punch but Jericho retaliates with a jumping enziguri this time, hitting him clean in the head again. Hunter falls to his knees and so Chris heads out to the apron and climbs to the top rope. He waits for Triple H to get to his feet before coming off the top rope with a double axe handle except Triple H catches him in mid air, spinning him around and planting him with a spinebuster! He hooks the leg for the pin!



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Jericho kicks out!



Tom Phillips: A late kick out but it's enough to keep him in the match!

Sweeney: If I could offer some insight -

Corey Graves: Please do!

Sweeney: That pinfall was a weak cover. Amateurish, even. You won't catch me taking a short cut to the dance! Nor sir! Ol' Uncle Larry always takes care of things the proper way. That's why I'm undefeated.

Tom Phillips: Well, technically speaking -

Corey Graves: Shut up Tom!


Triple H rises back up while Jericho slowly gets to his knees, Hunter looks directly at him and gives him an old fashioned DX crotch chop, yelling out "Suck It!" with the crowd before throwing a punch. He follows up with another, and another as the crowd chant along with every Suck It. The Cerebral Assassin backs away and gives Jericho three crotch chops before coming in with a final blow but Chris gets his hand up to block it but then proceeds to just straight up hit Hunter with a low blow! The ref has no other decision but to call for the bell.


Tony Chimel: Here is your winner as a result of a disqualification, Triple H!


Tom Phillips: Oh come on! This match was just getting started and then he goes and doe something like that!

Corey Graves: Hey if he does that at Genesis, champion's advantage says he retains the title.

Sweeney:I'm not going to let something like that happen. Kyle.


Sweeney takes off his headset as Kyle rushes the ring. As Triple H is writhing around in pain, Kyle slides into the ring and decks Jericho with a stiff elbow shot to the back of the head! Jericho is loopy after that hit and so Kyle lifts him up for a suplex but then transition it in mid air into an armbar! He's twisting the arm around, the UWF Champion yelling out in pain while Sweeney goes up top. Jericho is just lying their prone as his arm is being over extended. Sweeney comes sailing off the ropes and lands the 12 Large Elbow Drop right to the heart! Kyle releases the hold and the two men stand tall. Triple H is starting to get tpo his feet and so Larry comes over hits him with the duo neckbreaker DDT combo known as the 68' Comeback Special! Kyle goes outside and grabs the UWF Championship, placing it around the waist of Sweet N' Sour. Larry shows it off to the world to a chorus of boos as the show comes to a close.





END OF SHOW


Confirmed for Genesis

Television Championship
Drew Gulak vs Minoru Suzuki

Elias vs Austin Aries


Credits

Tag Team Match - Jye

Suzuki vs Rude, Aries vs Miz - SemiObsessive

Lee vs White, HHH vs Jericho - Danny

[Dres]

Great show from top to bottom. Some highlights include awesome miz returning as Ziggler, Sweeney’s stuff, everything involving Miz, and of course the matches.

Had fun writing the segment with Jye as well as answering Redbull’s challenge, both were fun in their own way. And even though it was one-sided, I enjoyed teaming with Wasabi.

Everything else was awesome too. Genesis is going to be a great event!

[Chase]

Man the promos were awesome for this weeks episode. Elias dude was just money. Leedles still killing it with Miz, and whoever plays Aries now killed it too. I really enjoyed the promos tonight, and love that there were continuing ones throughout the night.

The match of the night was Aries vs Miz great match Semi Obsessive. The text was really small though dunno if that was a formatting error.

Overall solid episode on the Revolution side of things.

[Fauche]

Rad show. Thanks to all the writers for writing.

I really liked that Ziggler promo to kick things off. I'm totally against legacy characters, but at the same time, tackling Crann's Dolph (IMO one of the most well developed and played characters I've ever seen) is a tall order, especially when he's still fresh in everyone's mind. But if you had told me someone was going to go for it, I wouldn't have guessed it would be this good. Nice work awesomemiz. Only thing is that it says its six months since Ziggler was champ, but he wasn't champ when Crann dropped him. But that's not a big deal.

Elias / Leyton Buzzard promo was top notch. Big fan of the text image. I loves the stuf that sticks out like that. Dres showing up like three times with Elias on this show, all of it good. Dude's gonna be a champion in no time. Also, shoutout to my boy Suzuki for racking up wins all over the place. Also also, Jay White is the greasiest looking dude. All his matches should end with that gif.

Yo wait... who's even playing Leyton Buzzard?

[crann]

Now that I'm not writing for Revolution anymore, I feel a lot more comfortable dropping my own rundown of the show, so here goes. Keep in mind, these thoughts aren't going to necessarily be exhaustive or even in any particular order -- I just wanna discuss the things that really caught my eye.

For starters, I really want to applaud awesomemiz on his debut promo. There was one inaccuracy that Faucher pointed out, but that may have been a bit my fault as I wasn't super clear about when Dolph dropped his second world title during my chat with awesomemiz. That said, this is the first time a character I really invested time and effort into was picked up by someone else and it meant a lot that awesomemiz not only reached out to me, but worked to accomodate my version of Dolph into his portrayal. And already, he is showing a mastery of Dolph's voice that is at once authentic to the UWF version of the character but also entirely his own. That's tough to do. I have confidence awesomemiz will do well.

I like what both Redbull and Dres are doing with their respective characters. When I found out Dres was picking up Elias I was excited, because I like the gimmick in the real world and have always wanted to see him taken for a real run here and done well. I knew Dres would do the role justice, and his early showing has been very promising. Redbull, meanwhile, has worked hard on his voice as A Double and is establishing a solid character of his own. Both of these guys have bright futures ahead.

Suzuki slaughtering Rude is a game changer that puts him very firmly in the running for a championship reign. If I were Wasabi, I'd be on my guard.

The Jericho/Miz bromance is cool. Often joint promos are more antagonistic, so to see one that is friendly like this is a nice change of pace and plants seeds for the headwriter to work with down the line.

Soup being back is a coup for Danny, no matter who he is playing -- but I am loving his work with the Switchblade so far.

That Sweeney promo was so. Damn. Good. Faucher has this real ability to play heels, doesn't matter where they land on the spectrum. I also love how he builds his characters outward and always adds in new elements that keep them fresh. The addition of KOR is already proving beneficial, but the charity angle is classic Fauche hilarity. Love it.

So remember what I said earlier about Elias? Here Dres does a cool, challenging thing writing lyrics to rip on his opponents for the night. I also feel like I got what he was going for with a lampoon of James Blunt's "You're Beautiful".

Loved the match written for Jericho and I, even if it was a 1-1 brah (I'm sorry! This week was madcap!) Brandyn always has a good comeback for anything I write and this week was no different. I would have liked to push into another round or 7, but unfortunately it didn't shake out that way and that was mostly my fault. Next time...

[awesomemiz]

Finally had the chance to read the whole show and all credits to Danny for putting on one hell of a show there!

Also thanks to all of you guys that liked my Ziggler promo, really means much to me! And sorry for that mistake, won't happen next time.

As for the show... Really liked everything around miz. Leedles plays him really well, doing a great job! Also Elias... I'm in love with him Dres!!

Austin Aries had a really great promo as well, really like the way he's played!

Overall that was really a great show, looking forward to next week!