Post by Danny on Oct 25, 2018 5:00:40 GMT -6
The scene opens in a house. By now, it's a familiar house. This house is the residence of a familiar family, one that we've come to know over the past few months. In this house is one boy, two girls, a mom, and a dad. It's a typical family in a typical house. Typical, of course, if it meant the exact opposite.
Jessica Lockhart: Are you serious? What did we agree to?
Chris Jericho: We didn't "agree" to anything.
Oh. They're arguing. I guess they are a typical family after all.
Jessica Lockhart: That's a bunch of bull, and you know it.
Chris Jericho: I'd love to hear how you're right and I'm wrong. Tell me all about it.
Jessica Lockhart: I'd love to, but you wouldn't listen anyways.
Chris Jericho: Oh, we're going to change topics already? Are you not able to win a singular argument?
Jessica Lockhart: That's not what this is about.
Chris Jericho: Well I figured since you could change the subject, I could too. I guess I'm not allowed to.
Jessica Lockhart: This is exactly what I'm talking about.
Chris Jericho: You're not "talking about" anything. You haven't said a single word with any meaning.
Jessica Lockhart: Because you don't care what I or anyone else has to say. All you care about is a stupid title.
Chris Jericho: Sure, let's write that narrative instead of telling the actual story of what's going on.
Jessica Lockhart: Well what would you call it?
Chris Jericho: I call it spending over a year chasing a dream. And I'm not gonna let one mishap keep me from coming back even better.
Jessica Lockhart: And when does it stop? What if you lose again, will you go back again? And the next time? What about after that?
Chris Jericho: There won't be a next time.
Jessica Lockhart: That's what you said last time, and here we are.
Chris Jericho: Would ya look at that? She's doubting my ability now.
Jessica Lockhart: Not at all what I'm doing.
Chris Jericho: Just like all the others that say I can't do it anymore, that I'm over the hill.
Jessica Lockhart: Still not listening.
Chris Jericho: Well I'd love to see how well off you'd be without this over the hill son of a gun.
Jessica Lockhart: Are you saying...?
Chris Jericho: Yup. You have no job, little applicable education to speak of, zero income outside of being married to a celebrity. I would love to see how you would do on your own.
Jessica Lockhart: Oh, I've been doing plenty of that. You haven't been home enough to be a husband to me or a father to your children for almost 2 years.
Chris Jericho: I don't just mean that. I want to see what you'd do without me here at all. No money, no name recognition, nothing. I go off and do my own damn thing for a few months. You stay here and see for yourself how a life without me truly feels.
Jessica Lockhart: You wouldn't do it. That would be the most selfish, cowardly thing you've ever done.
Chris Jericho: Don't worry. I'll come back just in time for you to come crawling back, saying you're sorry.
Jessica Lockhart: Do you really think I'm that useless? Or weak? Or any of that stuff? Wow. Just wow.
Chris Jericho: I know. It's amazing. At least one of us is actually telling the truth.
Jessica Lockhart: I can't believe you. I used to think that the Chris Jericho that wrestles on TV was different from the man I married, but I can tell you're one and the same. You're not the man I married, you're a monster created by your own greed.
Chris Jericho: I don't have time for this.
Jericho walks over and grabs his keys up off the table.
Jessica Lockhart: Where the hell are you going?
Chris Jericho: Out.
Jessica Lockhart: You're going back, aren't you?
Jericho doesn't answer, opting to put his shoes on instead.
Jessica Lockhart: Fine. Do that. Just don't expect me to welcome you back here with open arms.
Jericho reaches for the door. Lockhart stretches out her hand to stop him.
Jessica Lockhart: Just think about it. I love you, and I don't want you to leave, but I want the Chris that I loved.
Chris moves Jessica's hand off of his, and turns the knob.
Chris Jericho: I'll be back.
With that, Chris steps out of his home and towards his car. After unlocking and starting it, Jericho pulls out of his driveway and onto the road. He activates bluetooth on his phone.
Chris Jericho: OK Google, call Michael.
Okay. Calling Michael.
While he waits for the recipient of his call to answer, Jericho turns on the car radio, which plays this song.
The caller you are currently trying to reach could not answer the phone. Please leave a message at the tone.
Chris Jericho: Hey, Hurricane. I'm sure you're busy right now, but I need somebody to turn to, somewhere to go. I'm headed to the arena soon, maybe we can meet there or somewhere around there. I'm having a rough time, and I just need somebody to go to, find some sort of balance in my messed up world. See you soon, I guess.
Fin.
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! With me is my broadcast partner, former International Champion Corey Graves.
Corey Graves: We've learned that Jeff Hardy will be on Team Resistance and I'm looking forward to seeing who else will be announced this week for Team Revolution.
Tom Phillips: We expect to see more announcements tonight but one thing we also expect to see, lot's of action! Even tonight's dark match saw Tomasso Ciampa defeat Zack Ryder! Later tonight though, two of the three men who will be fighting for the UWF Championship at Survivor Series will be competing in matches against members of Team Revolution
Corey Graves: Meanwhile Sweeney's personal bodyguard looks to prove he has what it takes to dethrone the UFC Champion when he steps in the ring with Minoru Suzuki
Tom Phillips: And in our main event, we'll see The Miz and Rick Rude finally put an end to their rivalry inside a steel cage! Maryse is on the line once again but who will walk away the winner? We'll find out on tonight's Revolution!
The titantron switches from the UWF Revolution graphic to a live feed from backstage. The scene is a locker room. Kyle O'Reilly is shadow boxing, a look on intense hatred on his face as he visualizes his upcoming match against UFC Heavyweight Champion, Minoru Suzuki. Larry Sweeney stands nearby, puffing away on a massive Cuban cigar. The triple champ is offering encouragement and advice when Renee Young walks in, immediately distracting the Sweet n Sour fellas.
KO'R: Whoa! Hey! This is the boys locker room. No girls allowed.
Young: I've got a press pass.
Young flashes her credentials. Larry waves it off dismissively.
Sweeney: No, what you've got is boat load of audacity if you think you can just march in here and interrupt the Canadian Dragon's training regiment. How dare you.
Young: And here I thought you'd never turn down a chance to stand in front of a camera, Larry.
Larry pulls a The Office, looks right into the lens, flashes the smarmiest grin, and then turns back to Renee.
Sweeney: Well aren't you just chirpy tonight, honey. But guess what? It's not all about ol' Uncle Larry. Sweet n' Sour Inc. is a joint venture, and tonight belongs to young Mr. O'Reilly here because he's about to march down to that ring and dismantle the legendary Minoru Suzuki.
Young: That's exactly what I wanted to talk to you about. A match of this caliber deserves the proper coverage. Only the best for the faces of Revolution.
Her sarcastic delivery is totally lost on the narcissistic Triple-Champ.
Sweeney: Ha! In that case, sure, I can give ya five minutes. Kyle, take a breather. Check your blood sugar.
Kyle nods and pulls out his phone.
KO'R: One sec... gotta update the Little Dragons Insulin Pump Foundation Insta...
Young: Alright then. Larry, tonight your... client? Or is it bodyguard? Partner? Actually, what exactly is the relationship between -
Kyle interrupts by shoving his phone into the middle of the conversation.
KO'R: Hey check it out. Yao Ming retweeted me. That's fucking sick.
Young: Language...
K'OR: I dunno... probably Cantonese? Does it matter?
Young: That's not what I meant -
K'OR: Man this dude is tall. I bet he brought up the average height of the China by like... a whole inch.
Renee does her best to ignore Kyle as she continues the interview.
Young: Moving on. Ethan Carter has said that should Kyle win tonight, he might be in line for a UFC -
K'OR: Nah I was way off. He'd have to be like six million inches taller.
Young: - ahem. That he might be in for a UFC Heavyweight Title -
K'OR: Shit... can you imagine? He'd be deadly in the paint.
Young: Kyle. Shut up.
Kyle, looking like a scolded child, quickly changes from hurt to angry as he cocks his fist back. Sweeney grabs his arm and tries to laugh it off.
Sweeney: Whoaaaaaa... hahaha! Easy there tiger. We're all friends here. Just a bunch of friendly professionals shootin' the breeze. Hey, I know! Let's all count down from ten real slowly and take a deep breath each time. Save some energy for that big match tonight! Okay? Great. Here we go! 10...
As if he's played this game before, Kyle closes his eyes and starts to count down, becoming calmer each time.
Young: Hey, what the hell?
Sweeney: You're not counting. You gotta count. Say it with me. 9... 8... 7... you can feel it working, right? Now close your eyes and try.
As Larry and Kyle continue the exercise, Renee counts her losses, turns around and leaves. When they hit zero, they open their eyes and see that she's long gone.
KO'R: Where'd Charly go?
Sweeney: Ah, who needs her. Let's get back to training. And uh, maybe we should cut back on the Shark Testosterone supplements a bit, okay their Hair-Trigger?
KO'R: I've been mixing it with my insulin injections to make get it to metabolize quicker. I think it's working.
Sweeney: Right... uh... let's see some more of that shadowboxing, huh?
Kyle gets back to work while Larry watches him, a little bit nervously. Revolution continues elsewhere.
Drew Gulak stood at a podium backstage with a stern look on his face. He was not flanked by anyone he was standing on his own.
Drew Gulak: I have asked to do this address without the assistance of anyone, since I felt the need to address what has happened with Minoru Suzuki last week. Some people are expecting me to swing back against that man. Quite honestly after what he did to me I do want to swing back that’s why it’s taking every fiber of my being to say I will not.
He sighs and shakes his head.
Drew Gulak: It’s tough saying this, but I know it’s the right thing. I can not reward someone attacking people after matches and in such a violent fashion in good faith. We all know what Suzuki is after and what he would like. I would like to keep it in the confines of a ring between bell rings. So I will leave how to handle a rebel like this in the hands of our general manager EC3, the man who is supposed to stop things like this from happening. I only can wish that my trust is not misplaced.
He pauses for a time.
Drew Gulak: Don't take this as me turning my back on Suzuki, viewers of revolution. I plan on keeping a close eye on this situation, and in fact I expect him to try this very attack on me again. That's a risk that I am prepared for, but that is a bridge we will cross when it happens. I have learned that it is wiser to keep your hand close to your chest when it comes to these kinds of situations, but if simple non-aggression can dissuade him than that will be for the best. Thank you all for you time.
SWEET N' SOUR INC.
HARD TIMES. The bombastic funk classic goes toe-to-toe with the wave of boos from the capacity crowd. The disharmonious cacophony serves to welcome the Canadian Dragon, Sweet n' Sour's problem solver, Kyle O'Reilly. KO'R moseys on down that ramp, a look on his face like everyone screaming down at him are the dumbest idiots he's ever had the displeasure of being near in his life. Sweeney is nowhere to be found, but that doesn't seem to bother Kyle in the slightest. The UWF's Diabetic Hero climbs into the ring, and once he's standing in the spotlight, he prepares to get down to business.
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!
The two technical wrestlers stare across the ring at each other and then swiftly go into action. They lock hands in a greco-roman knuckle lock. Tightening up, Kyle gets the advantage with a cheeky smile fixed firmly on his face. But this cheeky smile doesn’t last for long, as Minoru Suzuki quickly rolls backwards and tightens the grip into an ugly grip to Kyle’s dismay. Suzuki then grins, mocking the arrogance Kyle had before.
Tom Phillips: “A nice transition from Minoru Suzuki!”
Suzuki then quickly lets go of this hold and jumps up to gain a headlock on Kyle. Without even wrenching into the headlock, Suzuki ventures around the body and locks up a hammerlock on Kyle O’Reilly quickly. Then he begins to shove up Kyle’s wrist up to the back of his head. Writhing in pain, Kyle tries to reach back to grab the head of Suzuki but can’t get any success from it.
Corey Graves: “This match has been in the control of Minoru Suzuki so far, Kyle isn’t coming up to strong in these early stages of the match.”
Knowing that he’s got a firm hold of Kyle, Suzuki quickly spins the hammerlock out into an irish whip into the ropes. Following his, Suzuki shoves him to the other side, trying to pick up some momentum. On the second return Kyle ducks over Suzuki’s leapfrog and then eventually on the third time round, he’s met with a big boot from Suzuki. The referee counts the cover of Minoru Suzuki
1…
Kyle kicks out confidently and then waves his hand side to side with one finger, saying no to that quick pinfall attempt from Minoru Suzuki. Suzuki then quickly pushes the sat up Kyle back down to the mat and stomps on him upon getting up. Suzuki then jumps up and lands a rolling diving knee on top of Kyle’s head.
El Desperado claps in support of Minoru as Minoru mounts on top of Kyle. As he gains this mount he begins to slap across the face of Kyle in the power of a paintbrush stroke going across his face, one after another after another after an- wait! Kyle shoves his thumb up into Suzuki’s eyes. This causes Suzuki to retreat and hold onto his eyes. Kyle then gets up, clearly looking not to waste time in heading over to Suzuki’s corner.
Tom Phillips: “Wow, extremely foul tactics from Kyle O’Reilly with the thumb to the eye to get Suzuki off of him.”
Corey Graves: “Oh, shut up Tom. He knows what he’s doing and Suzuki had a firm control, there’s no denying that. Why not resort to those tactics to gain an advantage when someone like Minoru Suzuki is in control. I’m pretty sure you’d do the same in his situation… or not.”
Kyle then rams his boot into the throat of Minoru Suzuki, using the ropes for leverage. He then places his second boot into the throat and the referee and El Desperado on the outside begin to plead with him to quit it. The referee begins the disqualification warning. 1-2-3-. Kyle backs off and raises his hands like he’s done nothing wrong.
Suzuki gets up by the ropes but as soon as he rests in this corner, Kyle runs straight over and delivers a huge running forearm strike into the corner. Kyle backs up, waiting for Suzuki’s body to zombie-like follow. He delivers a boot to the gut, an axe kick, a forearm and then as Suzuki is about to fall down, Kyle hooks him up in a Regal-Plex! He underhooks the leg and then throws him over head. He bridges and the referee counts the fall.
1…
2…
Corey Graves: “That was a close one, I thought Kyle O’Reilly had him there! The real question, what more does Kyle have, what determination, drive and skill does he have to put away this much feared man, Minoru Suzuki.”
Kyle doesn’t manage to keep him down for the three count. With the thrustrations of realising that he didn’t manage to keep Suzuki down for the three count, Kyle charges Suzuki up to his feet. As soon as Suzuki manages to gain his footing, Kyle strikes him up with a chest kick and then a swift leg sweep, taking him out. Kyle then points to the top rope. What could he be going for?
Tom Phillips: “Kyle? Do you actually know how to do anything from the top rope? I mean he has the agility for it sure but what moves can he do from the top?”
Kyle climbs up slowly to the top rope and suddenly a masked man starts yelling at him, El Desperado of course. Kyle looks down upon him and waves him off, basically telling him to piss off. Kyle then jumps up from the top rope but Suzuki rolls to the other side and Kyle lands to the mat elbow first, from his failed attempt for a diving elbow. Suzuki quickly scurrys up and gets back over to Kyle and puts in a familiar boot to his chest.
Suzuki rolls back over Kyle and looks to repeat what he did earlier in the match, by paint brushing his face with his hand several times, presumably very hard. He begins to do this, 1 slap, 2 slaps, 3 slaps, 4 sl-
The music of Drew Gulak hits and Suzuki quickly glares down the entrance ramp, Gulak runs down quickly to the ring to look to interfere, El Desperado walks quickly to the other side of the ring but not quickly enough to stop Gulak getting up on the apron. Gulak begins to provoke Suzuki, and Suzuki responds by standing up and responding to this smack talk.
Tom Phillips: “Oh no, this usually doesn’t end well.”
El Desperado pulls Gulak off the apron, potentially saving him at that, and he begins to brawl with Gulak on the outside. Meanwhile, Kyle rushes Suzuki with a massive big boot sending Suzuki crashing into the ropes in front of him, however instead of falling Suzuki returns with a forearm. Suzuki gestures Gulak to watch this. With this Suzuki gains the reverse headlock on O’Reilly and flips him over for Saka Otoshi. Nowhere to go, Kyle struggles and tries to get to the ropes quickly. But Kyle can’t make it!
Kyle taps out!
DING! DING! DING!
Tony Chimel: “Here is your winner via submission, Minoru Suzuki!”
As Suzuki lets go of Kyle, he stares straight at Gulak, who is being held by El Desperado in a full nelson. Suzuki heads out of the ring before the referee has the opportunity to raise his hand and El Desperado leaves with him, leaving Gulak in a slum on the floor.
Elix and Brian are walking out of a shopping mall with a trailer of Shop dummies behind them
Elix: okay Big man, this is your final test - the mastery of the Kamehameha
Elix sets up the dummies in a line
Elix: okay Brian, do your thing and prove why your the new worlds most dangerous man, so dangerous even Ken Shamrock would flee
Brian: okay, Lets do this!
Brian: Ka-Me
Brian channels his energy
Brian: Ha-Me
he then thrusts his hand foreward
Brian: HAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Brian hits each dummy in the jaw with the palm of his hand and knocks their heads clean off
Elix: DUDE, YOU'VE MASTERED IT! THE KAMEHAMEHA IS NOW PRIMETIME BAYBEEEEE
Brian: now I have this move I have a new way to win against the toughest guys here in UWF and have a way to please the crowd
Brian continues: now Elix, lets go kick some ass
they walk back to the arena triumphantly - leaving a mess of Shop Dummies and Plastic heads littered in the middle of the street
As Revolution rolls on, we’re taken to a shadowy backroom where the audience can only assume this to be the den of the increasingly notorious Switchblade Jay White. In the distance, we can hear in the distance the clicking sound of some kind of mechanism; the clicking sound gets louder as the camera pans closer to the source of the sound. Eventually, the camera reaches the source of sound, as it then shows the sight of a switchblade being folded and unfolded before panning leftward to show the idle, empty expression on Jay White as he plays around with his knife. White then looks to the camera to speak—
Jay White: “Do you hear that sound? It’s the sweet sound of a weapon that’s sound may be the very last thing they hear before they die, a swift, barely audible clicking sound, before a laceration over their throat begins to pour a fountain of red. Too graphic? Too gruesome? My apologies, I tend to get a little carried away with the idea of taking another human life; the ring that we wrestle in every week is just such a perfect outlet for… doing whatever I want to another human being, because at the end of the day, everything I do is justified under the sweet blanket of EC3’s cutthroat business prerogative. Tonight, taking another human, is perhaps exactly what I’ll do against the self-proclaimed King of Nothingness, Triple H.”
Jay White: “Triple H, I told you, that I once respected you, that I respected your cutthroat style of business – similarly to that I respect in EC3 — and that I respected your unquenchable hunger to be the absolute best, and to rule over the rest. Well, as I also said, that respect has gone away, Hunter; it died in a fire, that burned your persona alive over the span of several months, as you let your wife deprive you of everything you had and everything that you stood for, after you lost the proverbial crown of UWF to Ethan Carter the 3rd. You make me sick, Hunter. You make me want to restrain both of your arms in the crucifix position and pummel you with elbows until your face is nothing but a red mush, because you became the very thing that you were meant to antithesize, and that’s a soft-skinned, people-pleasing little bitch, who’s going to get what’s coming to him when I lock his head next to my waist, slice his throat with a Shaka symbol, and send him for a ride with Blade Ru—”
Just then, right next to him, White’s phone that’s next to him starts buzzing. White pauses mid-sentence where he stops to pick up his phone, and show the screen to the screen; it’s clearly shown to be; “Veda Scott Calling.”, White smiles to the camera, before continuing—
Jay White: “But, I’m afraid that’s all I can talk for now, as you can see, my admirer needs me. Bye-bye for now, and enjoy the rest of the show.”
White waves goodbye with his fingers as the camera pans away and his parting words leave a caustic feeling on the audience. It can just be heard of White picking up the phone and presumably talking to Veda, as Revolution rolls on.
The music of Austin Aries pumps in the speakers of the arena and the crowd is on it's feet as the greatest man that ever lived makes his way to the ring. He spends some time on the way to the ring slapping high fives and taking some pics before hopping into the ring and gets ready for battle.
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
Once the bell rings, Aries hops around the ring, feeling as spry and happy to be finally getting a big chance against the former UWF Champion. Jericho however couldn't seem to really care less. He slowly walks up to Aries and yells in his face "You think you got what it takes to beat me huh!". Aries just smiles back at him and nods but that smile is soon wiped off with a big slap to the face! Jericho looks more than pleased with himself but suddenly Aries hits him with a standing dropkick! Jericho rushes back to his feet but Aries pushes him back and shoot him off the ropes. Jericho bounces off the other ropes but hooks both arms to not come off them. Aries runs at him but Chirs ducks under and sends Aries flying over the ropes with a back body drop. Austin manages to land on the apron however and gives Jericho a stiff forearm shot to the face that drops him. Aries proceeds to slingshot over the ropes with a corkscrew splash, quickly dragging Jericho over for the pin.
1 . . .
A quick kickout from Y2J! A Double picks him back up right away and irish whips him into the corner. He runs at him, jumping up for the IED dropkick in the corner but Jericho ducks down and Aries gets nothing but air, falling down on his head. He's dazed but rushes to get too his feet a little too fast. He's groggy and the former UWF Champion takes advantage by running up behind him with a one handed bulldog. Jericho runs to the ropes and comes off them with a lionsault! Aries sticks his feet up in the air but Jericho counted on it, landing on his feet and grabbing Aries' leg, turning him over to place him in the Walls of Jericho!
Tom Phillips: He's got him in the Walls! The former Champion is about to throw all that momentum Aries has gained in recent months down the drain!
Corey Graves: Imagine begging for tougher competition and then losing 3 minutes into a match. And this is our team captain for Survivor Series?
Aries is looking around for some way to get out of the Walls. He's in the middle of the ring with nowhere to go and so he starts swinging backwards, punching Jericho in his ribs and kidney. Jericho is feeling the shots and so he drops one of Aries; leg and grabs onto his arm as he's swinging it back. With a free leg, Aries starts to kick up and knocks Jericho off balance enough to pull himself forward and escape from the Walls! He struggles to get up, crawling over to the ropes to help him up. Jericho however stays on the attack, running over with a boot to the side of the face that knocks Aries through the ropes to the floor below. Jericho moves to follow him out but the ref steps in and backs him away.
Jericho is arguing with the ref, leaving Aries to stretch out his back and get back onto the apron. Jericho quickly comes over, springboarding off the second rope, turning in mid air to dropkick Aries back down but Austin ducks it, letting Jericho land flat on his face. Aries comes through the ropes and picks up Jericho. He tries to lift him up for a Brainbuster but his back gives out. Jericho takes advanatge with clubbing blows to the back before hitting him with a northern lights suplex! He keeps the bridge in for the pin!
1 . . .
2 . . .
Aries kicks out! Jericho gets back to his feet and gives him a few stomps before heading out onto the apron. From there he starts to ascend to the top rope. Once perched, he waits as Austin slowly but surely gets to his feet. Y2J leaps off with a double axe handle but Aries backs away in time. Jericho lands having missed the maneuver but Aries comes spinning towards him, nailing him in the face with the discus fivearm! Jericho goes down hard and Aries stands over him. He swings his arms to one side before swinging them to the otherside, swinging once more to build momentum for the pendulum elbow drop, spiking Jericho right in the heart! He goes for the cover.
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2 . . .
Jericho kicks out!
Corey Graves: It's going to take a bit more to take out the former Champ.
Tom Phillips: This is Austin's first big test and he knows he'll need to show not only the world but himself that he has what it takes to be on top of UWF.
Corey Graves: Let's not pretend like Austin is some humble guy because the fans like him. He's an arrogant prick but so far he's backed it up.
Aries gets up and brings Jericho up along with him. He puts him in a front face lock and then raises his arm, getting the crowd behind him. He tries to use their strength to power Jericho up for the Brainbuster and this time it actually works but he's struggling to fully get him straight up. Jericho ends up falling behind him and grabs both of his arms. From there he throws him back with a tiger suplex! Aries gets folded over before rolling up to his knees. Jericho runs over and finishes him off with an enziguri! Aries falls on his face and Jericho turns him over for the pin.
1 . . .
2 . . .
Aries gets the shoulder up at 2! Knowing he's already worked on his back, Jericho grabs Aries' legs and goes right back to trying to get him in the Walls of Jericho! Austin comes to life and slides with him as he's trying to turn him over, knowing this could be it if he ends up in the hold. Jericho bends down to grab more of Aries' leg to give him better leverage to turn him off but Aries starts to unleash fists to his head, stunning him enough to kick him away. A Double gets to his feet just as Chris comes running over a gives him a kick to the stomach. He gets Austin's arms in a double underhook before flipping him up, looking for a backbreaker but Aries reverses in mid air, catching him with a hurrincanrana that sends Jericho flying through the ropes!
The crowd cheers as Austin gets to his feet and pumps himself up. Jericho is woozy on the outside and so Aries comes flying out of the ring with a suicide dive! Austin is feeling it and the crowd is firmly behind him. He picks up Jericho and smashes his head against the apron before tossing him back in. He hops on the apron and spreads his arms out getting even more cheers from the crowd. He sees Jericho trying to stand up and decides to move in. He comes through the ropes but Jericho catches him off gaurd when he suddenly jumps at him and hits the codebreaker! Aries goes out like a light and Y2J makes the cover!
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2 . . .
3 . . .
Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Chris Jericho!
Tom Phillips: The former champion gets a big win on his quest to reclaim the UWF Championship!
Corey Graves: I'm more concerned with what this means for Team Revolution. Aries is going to need to not p[lay up to these people otherwise his fortune could change *snap* just like that!
Jericho gets his hand raised but immediately pulls away from the ref, opting to just leave the ring and head to the back with a scowl on his face as the cameras fade out.
Minoru Suzuki walks over to the interview area and holds his title high
You just can't get enough of me don't you Gulak? I was ready to let you go, that attack last week? It was because you dared speak my name, an eye for an eye, but you now decided to stick your nose in my business,and now it's again my turn to return the favor but I'm not going to take the cowardly road and interfere in your match, nah ah, I'm going to challenge you to a match, Survivor Series, one on one, and since you're so fond of using weapons, a last man standing,last time we tested who's the better wrestler and I proved that it's I, this time we're testing the better brawler and I see no outcome where it's you, and after we're done with this, I want Sweeney, I beat his ass kisser and I now want the real thing
Suzuki leaves and then enters El Desperado, playing his guitar, he stops near the cameras but continues to play for a few moments and finally he starts talking
A song is coming, a song about the boss, it's going to blow your minds, literally.
Despy says that and suddenly swings his guitar at the camera but stops at the last second, he laughs and then walks off the frame as the feed goes black
The camera cuts back to Ethan Carter III in his office. There is a knock at the door.
EC3: Come in.
Eric Bischoff slowly walks onto the camera's view, holding his neck brace, and sticks out his hand to EC3.
Bischoff: Mr. Carter! Thank you for having me, it is indeed a pleasure, sir, anytime that I get the opportunity to have a chat with you!
EC3: What did you want?
Bischoff: Now, I know that you're an extremely busy man, believe me, I know better than most what it takes to run a global wrestling business, and might I say that you always are doing such an outstanding job of it? At any rate, I know you like to get straight down to business so, here goes...I know that you are looking for someone to captain the Survivor Series team for Revolution. I also know that you are still looking for the remaining members of the team. Well, sir..if I may? I've got an solution to both of those problems. To lead this team, you need a man with experience. You need a man with fortitude. You need someone who is mature enough to not let their ego get in the way of coexisting with four other men. You need someone who is going to be able to put the needs of our brand, and our roster above his own need to shine and steal all the limelight. I have the perfect man in mind for that. My client, "Ravishing" Rick Rude would be honored to lead your team to victory at Survivor Series! Who better than your own Intercontinental Champion to lead the troops to victory, huh?
EC3: While that's certainly an interesting prospect, Rick Rude is still the Intercontinental Champion and he needs to fulfill his duties as champion first.
Bischoff: Like I said, you're an extremely busy man with a lot on your plate, and I understand that completely. You're not a man to make hasty decisions and that's something that I honor completely. So, just take some time to mull that over in your head and get back with us on that.
EC3: You'll hear an announcement on the matter just like everyone else. Now if you'll excuse me.
Bischoff goes to walk away, but looks as if he is reminded of something and turns back around.
Bischoff: Oh, and Mr. Carter...one more thing. Considering how busy you really must be these days, keeping up with an opposing brand, even though it truly is no competition to us or your leadership at all...it still must be frustraing...
EC3: It's not actually. Maxine has always done a tremendous job at dealing with the day to day minutia and-
Bischoff: Right but you still must have taken a lot more onto your shoulders whenever Drake left to run the other show. And again, I am a man that has experience with this sort of thing. So, allow me yet another proposition for you? I had an idea of something that worked out well in the past for myself. You being the man in charge, you have a lot on your plate. Last week, whenever The Miz so rudely barged into your office like some man possessed...
Bischoff winces and holds his hand to the neck brace.
Bischoff: I thought to myself, he has no right to do such a thing. I also thought you deserve more respect than that. And I also thought that you don't have the time to have to deal with all the petty squabbles of everyone who thinks that they deserve a championship...
EC3: Well you're right about that. Everybody thinks they can just get title opportunities whenever they want.
Bischoff: Exactly! My idea is this, we start up a UWF Championship Committee.
EC3: A what?
Bischoff: A Championship Committee. It's a group of individuals, headed by yours truly of course, who are the people that the UWF superstars go to whenever they have an issue with a contendership, request a rematch, are interested in a title shot, yada, yada, yada. Basically, anything that deals with a championship, they have to go through us first. You of course have the final say so, but we just bring you the final idea or solution for you to approve. That cuts out any unwanted interruptions on your part. Now, doesn't that sound nice? Again, I understand and appreciate you taking the time to think about these very important decisions and possible opportunities that would benefit all parties involved, especially the two of us. So what do you say, do we have a deal?
Bischoff once again sticks out his hand to EC3.
EC3: As a matter of fact, we don't. It seems you've forgotten a lot about our past together Eric. You above all people should know what I stand for. You were there when I got Smackdown shut down for the exact same thing you're trying to do right now. Do I find people constantly asking for title shots annoying? Yes but that's something I can easily handle. We're not friends, we'll never be friends and I don't need or even want your help. And if you want Rick Rude to represent Revolution at Survivor Series, he's going to have to earn. The winner of the steel cage match will join Team Revolution. Now please, get the hell out of my office.
Bischoff gets a scowl across his face. He stares down Ethan a bit before finally taking his leave. The camera pans to EC3 who watches him leave until the scene fades out.
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.
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.
DING! DING! DING!
The two intense figures edge closer, and closer, and closer together to meet in the middle of the ring. Hunter then looks up and around the arena. He then suddenly meets Jay White’s staring eyes and delivers a swift forearm. With his, White stumbles back slightly and grasps onto his chest. With little time to recover, Jay White returns with a stiff forearm. Hunter leans back and then shrugs it off to the amazement of White.
Corey Graves: Hard as nails.
Hunter then swings for another forearm but White ducks underneath it and runs straight at the ropes and bounces off. He then delivers a huge dropkick landing on Triple H early on in this match. He then stomps up onto the chest of Hunter and lands on top of Hunter to count the fall.
On-
Before the referee can even finish counting one, Hunter kicks out firmly. He then uses the ropes to quickly climb up to his feet where he meets Jay White. Hunter sends White into the ropes with a huge irish whip and on the rebound hits him down with a huge clothesline. Without wasting any time, Hunter heads to the second rope and awaits White to get back up to his feet.
Corey Graves: What’s he going to go for? We all know Hunter isn’t necessarily a high flyer, isn’t he?
White gets back up to his feet where he’s met with a double axe handle from Hunter from the second rope, that doesn’t send him down, but Hunter send him off to the ropes once more where on the rebound he hits his Facebreaker Knee Smash. After White crashes down to the mat, Hunter rolls over for the referee to count the cover on him.
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White kicks out at two this early into the match, visibly taking on some damage this early on in the match. Hunter then turns over and delivers some punches to the grounded White. Hunter then stands up and drags White up from his arm. Hunter then pulls White into a clothesline but White ducks it and plants Hunter down to the mat harshly with a big reverse STO. White then stands over Hunter and grabs a hold of the waist and grips tightly. He then throws him over head in the German Suplex!
Tom Phillips: Wow, what a show of strength from Jay White right there. You don’t see many people just throw Hunter over head like that!
Corey Graves: Calm down, Hunter is like only 35lbs heavier than White. It’s not like he’s some colossus Tom.
White then rolls on top of Hunter and hooks both legs to test how he’s coping with the punishment being dealt out by him.
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Just before two Hunter manages to kick out. White brings him back up to his feet and whips him into the corner. He follows him over and grabs his leg's, spreading them apart and putting each leg over the middle ropes. Triple H is fully exposed and no one is quite sure what White is going to do here. He walks away to the opposite corner before running back at Hunter with a european uppercut that knocks his clock clean off. He then places Triple H in a front facelock and spikes him down to the mat with a rope hung DDT! He flips him over and hooks both legs so that they aren't near the ropes as the ref drops down to make the count.
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Triple H kicks out! Jay White just calmly gets up, not showing any real emotion in his face. He stomps down on the abdomen of The Game causing HHH to sit up in pain. White just goes ahead and throws a kick to the side of his head and Hunter goes right back down. Now a smirk comes across his face, knowing he's in full control of this match. He bends down to pick up Triple H and puts him in a front facelock. He goes to lift him up for a suplex but Hunter manages to get his foot caught in the inside of his leg to prevent it. Hunter instead manages to lift up White and plant him with a vertical suplex of his own!
Hunter uses this time to recover as White rolls out to the apron. Triple H manages to get to his feet and sees White doing the same on the apron. He comes walking over and punches White in the side of the head to stun him. He then reaches over the ropes and attempts another suplex, this time into the ring. White manages to kick his feet around and land back onto the apron. He then grabs Hunter's head and hangs it over the top rope as he falls to the floor! Triple H retreats to the center of the ring, holding his throat choking. White slide backs into the ring and runs at Hunter but Triple H turns around and catches him by surprise, using his own momentum against him to plant him with a spinebuster! He rolls over into a pin!
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White kicks out! King Nothing grabs a fistful of hair and brings White back to his feet along with him. He shoves his head between his legs before grabbing his arms in a double underhook, ready to unleash some of the King's Justice. White however manages to spin out of the move, holding onto Hunter's arm and pulling him forward to deliver a knee right to the abdomen! With Triple H keeled over, White goes for another suplex but only gets him about 3 quarters of the way up before twisting in mid air and dropping him to the mat! He hooks the leg for the pin.
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Now it's Triple H who kicks out at 2!
Tom Phillips: Back and forth these two keep trading momentum. What is it going to take Graves to finish the match?
Corey Graves: For Jay White, he's going to need to keep the pressure on. Triple H talked down to him and so he can use the element of surprise and for Hunter, he's just going to be one mistake. Jay White isn't nearly as experienced as he is and so you can be sure he'll capitalize on any kind of mistake Jay makes.
White gets on top of Hunter and starts throwing punches down on him, using him as his own personal punching bag. The ref has to practically pull him off of Hunter and gets in his face about closed fists and that he's close to getting disqualified. White brushes him off and goes back to continue the attack. Hunter is on his knees though and catches him with a punch right to the stomach. He hits him again but White cuts off any momentum with a knee to the face! Hunter is just up on his knees in a daze while White turns away from him and looks at the ropes. He prepares to run to them but The Game suddenly lunges forward and chop blocks him!
White falls to his knees but rushes to get back up to stay away from Hunter. Triple H grabs his foot and trips him up, pulling back towards him. White turns around and kicks Hunter in the face a few times until he let's go. He crawls towards the ropes and uses them to help him get up. He walks along the edges of the ring, trying to gain strength back in his leg but he doesn't even notice that Hunter has gotten back up and he hits him in the back of the knee with another chop block! HHH then pulls him to the center of the ring before dropping an elbow on the inside of the leg! He stands back up and circles around the leg to put him in the figure four leglock!
Corey Graves: What I'd tell you Phillips! One mistake and that's all it took for Triple H to gain control of the match. He'd better hope he can find a way out of this one.
White is yelling out in pain, trying to find a way out. Hunter makes sure to stay down as best he can, making White have to drag a lot more weight if he wants to make it to the ropes. White tries to rock back and forth to get Hunter to turn over but Triple H rolls with him to keep him locked in! White however is closer to the ropes and now picks himself up, trying to drag himself a little bit closer to the ropes. He stretches his arms out as far as he can, reaching towards the ropes, his fingertips slipping off of them. Hunter starts punching White's knee which gives him a sudden urge to push past his limits and he manages to finally make it to the bottom rope! Triple H keeps the hold in for as long as he can before finally releasing the hold. White drags himself to the ropes and holds onto them, making sure the ref knows to keep HHH away while he's there. The ref checks on White to make sure he still wants to compete. White of course nods and says he's fine.
Tom Phillips: You've got to wonder, maybe White should have tapped out. If he heads into Survivor Series with a bad leg, you bet the guys on Team Resistance are going to target that leg.
Corey Graves: I blame Triple H. While usually it's a smart tactic, he has to get over himself and know that he's only hurting his brand's chances. I wouldn't want a selfish guy like being my brand's representative.
White uses the ropes to help him get to his feet. Triple H comes over but the ref still backs him away, letting Jay gets some breathing room. The Cerebral Assassin is tired of waiting and exits the ring, walking around to grab White's legs from outside and pulls him out of the ring. White hobbles around and HHH punches him a few times. Jay fights through the pain and just runs at Hunter, pushing him back first into the ring apron! Hunter winces in pain as White tosses him back into the ring, following him in. He tries to get to his feet but his legs give out, forcing him to stumble. With him already on his knees, Triple H takes advantage by coming over and grabbing his arms, lifting him up and spiking him on his head for the King's Justice! He turns White over for the pin.
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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Triple H!
Tom Phillips: Both of the men representing Revolution at Survivor Series are coming away with losses tonight, not a good sign for Revolution Graves.
Corey Graves: Especially since Hunter just gave them a target for Jay White. I really hope Larry Sweeney puts him in his place.
Triple H gets his hand raised and he looks down at White. He tells him "Better luck next time kid" before heading to the back as the scene fades out.
Brian Lee and Elix Skipper are maintaining their training backstage - we see them repeatedly attempting to hit a giant teddy bear which Elix and Brian have hastily added over 200 pounds of barbell weights it and are trying to knock over using the kamehameha
Brian: Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Elix: dude we are getting so close, I can feel it - our minds and bodies are in perfect synchronicity - we can take on anyone in the world with this - maybe even Minoru Suzuki
Brian: I know dude - I feel so much stronger then even last week - I might even try and do a one handed Kamehameha
Elix: give it a try big man, you have got all the power of Primetime and the fans on your side
Brian goes through the motions of channelling his chi and energy into his body and forcefully lunges his right hand forward connecting with the bears chin and toppling it over
Elix: DUDE! THAT WAS AWESOME!
Brian runs over and lifts up Elix onto his shoulder
Brian: Elix, My main man, with this new attack I can conquer anyone in the UWF!
Elix: PRIMETIME IS COMING FOR THE GOLD BAYBEEEEEEEEEEEE
Just as their about to leave EC3 comes into frame.
EC3: I have to say, when I first signed you to contracts, I didn't know what to expect. You're very different than what I first thought. As a matter of fact you remind me of a certain tag team called the Modern Day Double Dragons.
A pop from the crowd, knowing EC3 was once a member of that tandem long ago.
EC3: You may have lost your match last week but I like your attitude and drive to get better every week. That's why I'm giving you a shot to represent us at Survivor Series. Brian Lee, you're on the team.
The crowd pops once more and Ethan and Brian shake hands as the scene fades.
As there’s a break in the action, that affords the UWF cameras the opportunity to head elsewhere. As they do, things rest on Revolution’s resident musician who is standing in front of a brick wall with his trusty guitar in hand.
Elias: Hello, I am Elias. And though I may not be sitting in that ring getting ready to compete right now, I’m still grateful for the opportunity from General Manager EC3 to address you. See, I understand that the song of the, “Drifter” hasn’t been that great to listen to. Each time I get pinned to the mat, it’s like a flubbed lyric or a wrong note during a musical performance.
But take heart, those that walk with Elias. Because I’m fine tuning my guitar, I’m warming up my pipes, and I’m crafting my masterpiece. It’s not ready tonight, and probably won’t be next week. No, I’m thinking a stage like Survivor Series. See, I might not agree with how my past opponents have gone about things, but they get results. So I’m taking a page from Austin Aries and issuing a challenge to anyone on the Resistance roster. Show up to Survivor Series and in the spirit of friendly competition, may the best man and the best brand win.
With a strumming of his guitar strings, the cameras leave Elias and head elsewhere.
OWWWW...SIMPLY RAVISHING
"Whatta Man" By Salt n Peppa blares throughout the arena as the fans erupt into boos. Eric Bischoff steps out onto the stage, pointing to his devilish grin and then pointing out to the fans, showing that he truly cares how much they adore him.
Bischoff sidesteps out of the way of the entrance stage and begins bowing over and over towards the curtain as "Ravishing" Rick Rude slowly steps out onto the entrance stage with an arrogant smirk, soaking in all the hate from the crowd.
Tony Chimel: From Robbinsdale, Minnesota accompanied by Eric Bischoff and Maryse...weighing in at a "Ravishing" 240 pounds..."Ravishing" Rick Rude!
Halfway to the ring, Rude stops to flirt with a beautiful woman in the front row. He starts to open up his robe for her as she reaches over the barricade, but he steps back and closes his robe, laughing in her face as security pulls her back over the barricade. He blows a kiss to her and keeps walking.
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 aggresively takes the microphone from Tony Chimel.
Rude: Cut the music. Cut my music!
QUIET ON THE SET, CAN WE PLEASE HAVE QUIET ON THE SET?!
AAAWWWEEESSSOOOMMMEEE!!!
As the instrumental of "The Man" by The Killers plays over the PA system, a usual mixture of cheers and boos reverberate around the arena, The Most Must-See Superstar in UWF History walking onto the stage alone, foregoing his usual posing and instead opting to just gaze out to the crowd longingly, no emotions showing on his face as he just takes in the imagery.
Finally, Miz begins walking down the ramp, continuing to ignore his usual grandstanding and instead just look at the fans surrounding him on either side, wanting high fives or recording the A-Lister's entrance.
Tony Chimel: "From Hollywood, California, weighing in at 224 lbs, he is the self-proclaimed "Most Must-See Superstar in UWF History", The Miz!"
Miz walks to the steel steps and, before going up them, looks out at the crowd once more, before taking the stairs step by step, taking off his sunglasses to reveal his cold, focused blue eyes. He calmly hands his coat and glasses to a ringside attendant before awaiting the bell to be rung.
The cell lowers down, Miz and Rude look to the cell lowering, Miz smiles as Rude kisses his bicep, the ladies in the crowd go wild. Miz and Ruder look into each others eyes, Miz turns around to Maryse to signal that he will win for her. Rude quickly attempts to climb the cage as soon as the bell rings...
DING! DING! DING!
Rude is half way up the cage before Miz quickly rushes over grabbing at the tights of Rude, Miz yanks Rude down who lands on his feet. Miz quickly begins sending up knees to the ribs of Rude. Miz hits one knee to the neck of Rude sending him back from the hold. Rude falls onto the ropes holding onto his neck, Miz grabs hold of Rude before spinning and attempting to throw Rude head first into the cage, Rude stops himself going through the ropes using both hands on the cage to stop the attempt, Miz is elbowed as he grabs onto the back of Rude's head. Miz let's go of Rude as Rude stands to his feet to fight back, Miz is hit with hard rights by Rude sending him backwards. Rude attempts a clothesline onto Miz who ducks this attempt, As Rude turns around he his met with a boot to the knee by Miz, Miz quickly spikes Rude head first into the canvas as he lands on his knees. Miz quickly makes his way over to the cage Maryse and Bischoff are on. Rude is stirring on the ground as Miz stands on the top rope to pull himself to the top of the cage. Miz just gets a hold of the top of the cage as Rude staggers to his feet, Miz looks to Maryse and back to Rude, his face turns to anger as he pushes himself off the cage, Rude is met with the whole weight of Miz crashing down on him...
Corey Graves: Miz letting his feelings get in the way, Throwing caution to the wind, Miz not normally the high flying type. That's why he is no longer Intercontinental Champion, Miz is too emotional and that's why the man that every lady wants to be with will win today's match...
Tom Phillips: Miz realized that Rude was going to stop him and with the anything to win mentality, He will do anything to get Maryse back by his side.
Rude and Miz both begin to stir, Maryse is yelling at the Miz "Why do that, you had it...", Miz gets to his feet before Rude is on his feet, Rude on his knees as Miz walks over to him, Miz sends a kick to the chest of Rude, Rude recoils from the kick, Miz sends yet another kick to the chest of Rude, Miz hits yet another kick making it three, Miz steps back as he taunts before going for a fourth kick to the temple of Rude, Miz misses the kick as Rude ducks the attempt, Rude lifts up Miz into a Samoan drop hold, Rude runs forward falling back smacking Rude's back of the canvas, Rude smiles as he points to Maryse to rub it in her face, Rude turns around and begins to do push ups with his hands on the chest of Miz before he stands to his feet. Rude looks to Miz who rolls over to his stomach, Rude places Miz's head between his legs lifting him up into a power bomb position, Rude sends Miz into the steel cage with a power bomb into the steel, Miz falls between the ropes and the cage...
Corey Graves: Rude with such manly power being able to lift all of the Miz above his head..
Tom Phillips: This started with a championship scramble which Miz just missed out winning back his Intercontinental Championship at the last possible second when, Miz was frustrated this rivalry between Rude and Miz has become personal, Miz got so caught up with trying to recapture the Intercontinental Championship he put her on the line in their championship belt, Both these men are doing whatever they can to inflict as much damage to each other as possible...
Rude steps on Miz's shoulders before he continues up the cage, Rude climbs the cage, Rude starts to pull himself up as his chest get's over the top his leg is grabbed by the Miz, Miz pulls Rude's leg out sending his legs out he falls down to the canvas, Rude's head is bounced off the ropes, Rude keeps hold of the the ropes Miz grabs onto his head, Miz lifts up Rude but no Rude blocks the suplex attempt with a knee to the gut of Miz, Rude steps back before hitting him with a big boot smacking Rude's face between the steel cage and the boot. Miz falls down to the apron, Rude pulls Miz through the bottom rope, Rude lifts up Miz before picking him up and sending him head first into the cage, Miz turns to avoid the head on collision but he sends his back into the cage...
Corey Graves: Miz being man handled by Rude, Just like he was manhandled at Genesis. Rude is really what every man in this arena right now should act and behave like but they don't because they are exactly like the Miz...
Rude notices Miz getting to his hands and knees crawling from under the ropes, Rude quickly rushes over sending down a boot to the ribs of the Miz. Bischoff calls out to Rude, Bischoff with a steel chair in hand, Bischoff throws the steel chair in the middle of the ring as Rude smirks as it lands. Miz staggers to his feet as Rude goes to get the steel chair, Rude swings the chair down hard, Miz turns into a head shot by the chair. Rude looks pleased as he sends down the chair again and again, Rude seems to be enjoying inflicting damage on Miz, Maryse puts something through the cage wall for the Miz as she tries to look away from the assault with the chair. Rude sends down the chair edge into the back of Miz...
Rude turns to climb the cage as Miz lays barely moving from the chair shots, Maryse yelling at the Miz who starts to realize the predicament, Rude gets to the top of the cage as Miz almost leaps from the ground to half way up the cage realizing he is about to lose Maryse for good, Miz gets to the top of the cage with Rude, Both men begin trading blows, Rude gets the upper hand before Miz grabs hold of his head as he falls to the top rope, Miz standing on the top rope with Rude's legs over the top of the cage, Miz turns Rude's head around as he sends himself into the canvas, Rude crashes into the ropes than landing on his head...
Tom Phillips: Oh my what a crazy move by Miz, The swinging neck breaker from the top of the cell, Rude could be out of it, Miz isn't taking advantage the chair shots seem to have taken their toll on Miz
Rude and Miz both stagger to their feet as their hatred towards each other is visible as their eyes meet, Miz runs towards Rude hitting him with a kick to the gut before hitting him with a swinging neck breaker, Miz goes for the pin attempt...
Tom Phillips: Another swinging neck breaker from the Miz, This could be the end...
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Thr..
Rude kicks out at 2!
The crowd let out a gasp!
Miz looks shocked at the kick out, Miz gets to his feet lifting Rude to his feet, Miz flings Rude into the cage towards Bischoff who was attempting to climb in. Miz grabs hold of Rude before he can fall to the ground Miz hooks both his arms under Rude's, Miz sends his leg forward to attempt the Finale, Before he can connect with the leg Rude sends up an elbow to the chest of Miz, Rude sends a boot to the Miz before turning around Miz on his shoulder for a Rude awakening, Rude waves to the crowd to taunt, Miz quickly gets out of the hold turning around hooking the arms for the Finale again, Miz sends Rude into the canvas with a skull crushing finale, Miz is about to turn over Rude before he realizes Bischoff on the top of the cage, Miz quickly climbs the cage as Bischoff tries to escape the clutches of Miz...
Corey Graves: Look at this poor innocent man being attacked by the psycho, The Miz...
Miz pulls down Bischoff off the top, Bischoff is trying to escape from Miz who sends him face first into the cage, Miz signals for the cage door to be opened as he grabs Bischoff by the head lifting him to his feet hitting him with a Skull Crushing Finale to make sure he no longer gets involved, Miz lifts Bischoff to his feet again before sending him through the open cage door, Miz goes to escape through the door, Rude comes from behind rolling him up, Rude grabs a hold of the tights as the referee gets down to count...
Tom Phillips Miz getting rid of the trash, Bischoff shouldn't interrupt this match again...
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Miz kicks out with power sending Rude flying back!
Both men get to their feet quickly following this, Rude rushes over to Miz first Rude lifts him up hitting him with a belly to belly suplex, Rude flexes to the crowd as he stands to his feet, Rude makes his way over to the ropes as he grabs the ends of the chair lifting it up and swinging down on the back of Miz again. Rude sets up the chair, Rude takes a moment to taunt Miz, Miz picks up something not showing it to the camera, Miz lunges at Rude striking him on the jaw with a fist, Rude falls back out of the chair, Rude hasn't moved, Rude is knocked out...
Tom Phillips: Miz and Maryse doing anything to be with eachother again, Rude looks knocked out completely and Miz looks happy with himself..
Corey Graves: Who would bring a weapon into a cage like that, Miz is a cheater...
After awhile of confusion Miz smiles as he looks to Maryse he reveals a set of brass knuckles, Miz quickly mounts Rude before sending down fist to the face of Miz, Miz looks happy with the assault he begins to make his way up the cage, Rude is still downed, Miz gets to the top of the cage, Miz looks down to Maryse and back at Rude, Miz looks back to Maryse who is begging him to come over, Miz looks to Rude who still has barely moved since the brass knuckles, Miz runs his hands through his hair as he begins to stand on top of the cage, Miz takes a moment to balance before leaping towards Rude who has barely moved, Miz is about to land as Rude moves out of the way of the elbow attempt, Miz crashes through the canvas, Rude looks at the destruction of the ring...
Tom Phillips: OH... Miz... Miz just threw himself of the top of the structure after his wife Maryse begged him not to. Miz JUST crashed and burned in the hardest way possible...
Rude looks like he has no idea whats happening from the brass knuckles, Rude takes a minute before crawling over to the crater in the ring, Rude is able to place one arm on the chest of the Miz for a pin attempt...
Corey Graves: That's what you get for cheating, Miz just learned what karma is now watch Rude win this match off that huge miscalculation...
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No Miz kicks out!
Tom Phillips: Miz not allowing that to be the end, Rude took too long for the cover.
Rude slowly gets to his feet, Miz begins to crawl from the crater in the corner of the ring, Rude moves the chair to the corner of the ring before Rude grabs onto the back of the head of Miz, Rude lifts up Miz vertically in the air, Rude flexes as he holds this, Rude goes to release Miz but before he can Miz hits him in the head with a stray knee, Rude lets go off the Miz who falls to his knees as he lands behind Rude, As Rude makes his way over to Miz who is leaned up against the ropes he is surprised when Miz uses his arm to lift Rude over the ropes, Miz grabs hold of Rude's head bring it down for a neck breaker, Rude's head is bounced off the ropes and back into the steel of the cage, Rude falls towards the corner of the ring holding his neck he uses the ropes to stay standing....
Miz goes toward the corner about to move the steel chair setup by Rude but it looks like he has a awesome plan, Miz takes a few steps back before running at the chair using it to launch himself into Rude smashing him between the cage and his bicep with the MizLine. Miz sits on the ropes before getting out of them, He grabs onto the head of Rude, He lifts him up for a snap suplex, Miz sends Rude back first into the chair that he just used to launch himself off, Rude crashes down on the hard steel chair as the chair bends the giving to the weight of Rude...
Miz looks back to Rude who is attempting to stand but failing to push himself to his knees, Miz picks up Rude hooks his arms before dropping him with the Skull Crushing Finale! Miz doesn't immediately go for the pin, instead he just lays there over him, staring daggers into the back of his head. Maryse can be heard calling out to her husband and it seems to snap him out of his trance. He gets to his feet and Maryse tells the ref to open the cage door. He does and Maryse gives Miz a big smile, telling him to escape the cage. Rude however suddenly begins to stir in the ring. Miz slowly turns back and stares at him. Maryse is begging with him to come and leave Rude in the ring but Miz just can't seem to take his eyes off of Rude.
Corey Graves: What are you doing you idiot! You have a chance to end this match right now!
Tom Phillips: This is about more than just winning the match Corey, Rude has humiliated not only The Miz but his wife and Miz wants to make sure he gets the message.
Corey Graves: You know what also sends a message? Winning the match!
Miz looks back at Maryse and then to Rude. The more Rude gets to standing up, the more he looks away from his wife. A,ll the pleading in the world doesn't seem to matter as Miz finally makes his decision and walks up behind Rude. He pulls him up from his trunks and hooks one arm to prepare for the Skull Crushing Finale but as he goes to hook the other arm, Rude swings it down and punches Miz right in the balls! The crowd is booing the ever loving shit out of Rude but it's not long before he grabs Miz and hits the Rude Awakening! Maryse is crying on the outside of the ring while Rude makes the cover.
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Corey Graves: What a manly way to win a match with the Rude Awakening...
DING! DING! DING!
Tony Chimel Here is the winner of this match, He is the Intercontinental Champion, Rick Rude...
The cage gets lifted up and Bischoff comes into the ring and raises Rude's hand. Maryse also comes in but checks on her husband. Rude walks over and grabs Maryse, pulling her away from The Miz and plants a big kiss on her! The crowd continues to rain down their boos and they only come down harder when suddenly Rude lays her out with a Rude Awakening! Bischoff comes over with a mic in hand and hands it over to Rude.
Rude:Consider our contact null and void, I'm done with you two. Have fun with your wife Miz, I know i did.
Rude gives off a big smile to the near riotous crowd. Rude is about to leave through the ropes when suddenly...
Ladies and Gentlemen
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The Owner of UWF steps out from the back. He walks down the ramp as the crowd gives off a negative reaction. He already has a mic in hand and begins to speak.
EC3: Congratulations on your win tonight Rick. As I told Eric earlier, the winner of this match would be representing Revolution at Survivor Series so welcome to the team.
Yet another negative reaction from the crowd but Rude couldn't care lee, the smile only getting wider on his face.
EC3: So 4 of the spots on Team Revolution have been filled and that leaves just one more spot. To be honest Rick, it almost looked like Miz had you there. Despite my differences with him, the crowd has been weirdly behind him recently. Your rivalry with him may be finished but I'm here to tell you that it's not the last time you'll see him because at Survivor Series, you two will be teammates. Welcome Miz to Team Revolution!
The crowd pops huge for the announcement while Rude and Bischoff freak out in the ring. EC3 has a big smile on his face and he leaves to the back while Rude and Eric argue as the live feed comes to an close.
END OF SHOW
Confirmed for Survivor Series
Aries, White, Lee, Rude, Miz vs Hardy, ?, ?, ?, ?
Elias vs ?
Credits
O'Reilly vs Suzuki - Semi
HHH vs White - Semi/Danny
Aries vs Jericho - Danny
Miz vs Rude - Jye
