Revolution 5/8/19 Edition

[Danny]

As the logo is seen, things go live to the inside of the arena as pyrotechnics go off from the stage and the camera pans around to get a shot of the Revolution fans in attendance before panning to the commentary table where Corey Graves, Mauro Ranallo, and Tom Phillips are standing by.





Mauro Ranallo: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Revolution! I’m Mauro Ranallo and with me are my broadcast partners Tom Phillips and Corey Graves.

Corey Graves: Tonight we'll see the nWo take out Miz once again when the Outsiders prove he's no match for them, even with Jericho in his corner.

Tom Phillips: That's not the only tag match as Adrian Neville and Minoru Suzuki are forced to team up and take on the Usos.

Corey Graves:Forced is the right word when discussing the Usos. Hopefully G.O.D. beat them down and enough their match won't be quick. Speaking of the G.O.D. they'll be taking on those annoying new age guys Aim for The Bushes.

Tom Phillips: We've also had a lot of new a returning blood come back to the UWF just in time for Wrestlemania season. We'll see the likes of Batista, Jimmy Havoc, Ultramantis Black, Seth Rollins, Matt Hardy and Chris Masters all in action tonight.

Mauro Ranallo: Speaking of which, let's head down to the ring for the first match of the evening.



Revolution fades into Batista already in the ring doing his prematch rituals waiting for his opponent…

Burn It Down!



As the arena echoes from the words that begin Seth Rollin’s theme his theme song begins to blast all around the stadium as the crowd cheers him upon his arrival to the ring. He steps out from the back with an evil maniacal grin on his face as he stands center stage and beats his chest just before throws his arms up in the air.

Tony Chimel: From Davenport, Iowa. The King Slayer, Sethhh Rollliinnnsssss!

After such a well announced inteoduction, he then begins to trot down the ramp making his way to the ring as he is showered with cheers from around the arena. He then makes it to the ring and climbs up the steel steps which left him standing on the ring apron. Then he climbed up the turnbuckles which he then throw his arms up again and screamed the words “King Slayer” as he reached the top. He then hopped over into the ring and leaned in his corner waiting for the match to begin.

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DING! DING! DING!

The bells rings and Batista charges straight at Rollins. Rollins takes a nasty shoulder charge and hits hard onto the mat, but he's quick to his feet. Batista turns around and this time goes for another, but Rollins sidesteps and Batista rebounds off the ropes, catching Rollins with a nasty lariat.

Tom Phillips: Batista is not here to play any games tonight.

Tom is right, Batista isn't here to play any games, in fact, he may be out to take Rollins out of commission for awhile. Batista gets Rollins up and lifts him up into a Jackhammer position! Rollins being quick witted and agile, forces his momentum backwards and lands on his feet behind the Animal. Batista turns around to see Rollins rebound off the tops going for a slingblade, but he counters it into a spinning side slam.

Seth is in pain, but refuses to give up and gets on a knee. He tells Batista to give it his all. This gives Batista a smirk on his face as he goes for a big right hook! Seth catches it and punches Batista in the gut. It sends Batista to stumble back a bit and Seth goes and hits a Superkick! Batista falls to a knee and Seth looks to hit another, but Batista rolls through and when Seth turns around gets caught with a huge spear; Batista covers!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-!

KICKOUT AT TWO AND A THREE FOURTHS!

Mauro Ranallo: And Seth Rollins is fighting on pure instinct now. That was just an impulsive reaction because Seth has that much heart!

Corey Graves: The Animal is hungry and he's going to want to feast on that heart after he's done with him.

Batista doesn't hesitate and starts ground and pounding on Seth. Seth gets busted open and the ref pulls Batista off of Seth and tells him to stop before he gets himself DQ'd. The ref checks on Seth and he says he's OK.

Mauro Ranallo: The Animal showing no mercy here tonight!

Tom Phillips: This is absolutely brutal!

Corey Graves: That's what Seth gets for kicking out. He should've took the pinfall instead of trying to test the Animal's patience.

Batista runs back into the action and gets Seth to his feet by pulling his hair. Seth doesn't take kindly to this and begins hitting multiple forearms to Batista. Batista releases his grip and Seth kicks him in the gut and goes for the curb stomp! But as Seth has his foot on the neck of Batista, Batista uses his animal strength to push himself up and catches Seth in an electric chair position. Seth, blood on in his eyes, is confused on what's happening. Batista sticks his arms out with two thumbs up, before turning them to two thumbs down and spins Seth over into the power bomb position and swiftly hits the Batista Bomb!

Tom Phillips: OH MY GOODNESS! HE JUST COUNTERED THE STOMP INTO THE BATISTA BOMB!

Mauro Ranallo: MAMA MIA!

Seth Rollins is out; both of his shoulders lay flat on the mat and the ref comes into make the count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

Tony Chimel: HERE'S YOUR WINNER… BATISTA!



Corey Graves: 1. 2. 3. Thanks for coming and It was nice having you back Seth, but I think you're about to be out of here once again.

Mauro Ranallo: Seth did not deserve this type of beating. Hopefully he will be okay."

Corey Graves: It's just some blood, he'll (probably) be fine. Ciampa was stabbed in the eyeball and he's doing just fine, but Seth may have a concussion.

Batista gets on a knee as he is declared the winner. The crowd is roaring and buzzing about Seth who is possibly out of commission. Batista gets up and begins pushing Seth's face with his foot. The ref tells him to get out and Batista shakes his head and turns to the crowd. "PATHETIC" he yells and taunts the crowd as Revolution rolls on…


A Darkness takes over the screen and a still image of Dr Cube’s face over crossbones appears.



Voice: The following is a PSA for minion eyes only.

It cuts to Dr Cube standing on a stage with his logo behind him.


Dr. Cube: The excellence in how far we have forced the UWF’s hand in such a short amount of time is remarkable. The NWO has failed at their mission at ousting that drunkard and he will reign for a long time to come, but in the span of two weeks since Plan E’s debut. We not only have ousted one leader due to his incompetence, but the owner of the entire federation has shown his face. And we know that they are scared, they have thrown champions at us to throw us, and this week they threw a promising newbie to the slaughter to try to tire us out. But we will not falter for we know that now they are scared, now we set our sights towards one of their biggest shows of the year. Where we will make our mark on history and it will be a deep dark scar on the face of UWF one that they will never forget. And since I know some UWF fools were too foolish to heed the warning ahead of time these next words are directed to the UWF loyalists. Learn the error of your ways and join the Cube army or lobotomies will be mandatory. That is all.

He walks off the stage with cheers from his minions as the screen fades out.


Static starts to hit the feed as UWF tries to go to break, the picture starts to get fuzzy and then the feed is finally cut into as you see Samoa Joe standing in front of a camera with a suit on staring into the lense. He begins to speak.



Samoa Joe:

UWF Revolution, that's what is listed on your TV Guides, on your programs out there in the arena, and on all the commercials and advertisements. And yet it has just become a word now, a buzz word, just a name of a show. When I state that I am going to quote "takeover", people hear nothing but white noise. Because it's a common thing, lesser men say it because it's the 'Cool' thing to say, lesser Groups make it their mission statement because it's the impressive thing to promise. That's the different between Me and every other person, I don't say things just to say them. I make Promises and I keep them, due to unforeseen issues I was absent but I have returned here to take what is mine. So when I say I am going to takeover you can rest assured that no matter how long I decide to take my time with it, that it is Very much going to happen.

Joe flares a nostril and adjust his tie before continuing.

Because you see, I am not here to represent UWF Revolution...I am here to represent the Word by definition, a Revolution is defined as a forcible overthrow of a government or social order, in favor of a new system. The Social Order around here is one of complacency, of comfortableness. Even the people who claim to represent some form of anarchy around here, have settled in and just remained content with their buddies and hang out all night long. I'm not looking to change the face of UWF, or to somehow get a managerial position. All I'm after is a change of the social order around here, to a new system. One of destruction, one of dominance, and that only puts me at the top because there is no one else willing to fit that role. That is why I am the Kingpin, I am the Head of this undertaking, and I hold every trump card. Tonight my personal Guerrilla Army make their debuts, it is a night I have promised those men for months. Because They are the two most dangerous and hungry men I could find to back my personal revolution, life is not a fairy tale...not every man deserves a happy ending, so people are going to get hurt and it is their fortitude that I needed to make sure I change this place on a scale that actually matters.

Joe looks down, continuing to speak as he is adjusting his cuff-links.

Issues arise, Problems have already occurred and that is All people will focus on. It's already been proven with the few interactions we've had, all people can point to is the hiccups, the mistakes, the problems we've had arise and they think that it somehow makes them right. That this gives them Power over us, but we will not give these hallow boastings any weight because once we're in the ring they will quickly be shown who is truly in control of things. Problems are simply opportunities that haven't presented themselves yet, and I know that the more bumps on the road means the richer community you're in because they want the Safest roads they can get. So continue to think you know what's going on with us, Continue to assume you know what we're limited to. Collect it all, and instead of saying it under your breath and behind my back, I want you to bring it Straight to me. And I'll be sure to put all your problems, issues, threats...and you...To Sleep.

Joe raises his hands up to his sides and smiles wide.

I am the Ultimate Wrestling Federations Brand Spankin NEW Revolution, And I come with good tidings and Excellent news. Samoa Joe isn't going anywhere, Samoa Joe isn't going to Stop, in fact the only thing you can be assured of is that Samoa Joe is going...To Kill you.


Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first and already in the ring... Chris Masters!

Masters raises his arms to tremendous boos from the crowd

Tony Chimel: And Introducing his opponent...



The screams fill the arena as Ultramantis Black accompanied by Dr. Cube step out through the curtain. Ultramantis Black raises his staff as he walks down to the ring. Dr. Cube laughs Maniacally as the Devious one enters the ring.

Tony Chimel: “Coming down to the ring from The Black Tea Garden, The Great and Devious ULTRAMANTIS BLACK”

Ultramantis Black kneels down in the center of the ring holding the staff chanting a mantra.



DING DING DING!

The second the bell is sound Ultramantis calmly begins walking to the middle of the ring while Masters charges him with the Polish Hammer ready for use but when he delivers it the occult mastermind simply brushes it off! Masters has a terrified look in his eyes and so does most of the audience and Black simply responds by hitting the Brainwashing Effect! Masters' once beautiful face bounces off of the mat and he seems to be out but that's not enough for Black who picks up, hooks both of his arms and drops him neck first with the Praying mantis Bomb!! Masters is out cold and as Black pins him he stares right into the hard cam

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DING DING DING!

Corey Graves: I can't believe what I just witnessed, Ultramantis Black probably cast some spell on the Masterpiece to win the match!

Tom Phillips: It also could have been Dr.Cube using some advanced technology to take over Masters' mind!

Mauro Ranallo: Or maybe Ultramantis Black is just that dominant? I don't know the answer but I do know the UWF roster should keep an eye on this devious creature.

Before the ref can even come and raise Ultramantis' hand Dr.Cube comes in with Black's staff, Black grabs it and proceeds to mumble something and a second later the light flicker and they're both gone, leaving the ref to wonder what the fuck just happened and EMTs rushing to help Masters and the fed continues elsewhere


Neville is seen backstage with his feet positioned out, sitting on a production box thinking over some slight strategies for tonight on Revolution. He scrolls through his phone and then suddenly goes onto his contacts screen, he then pulls up Nigel’s name and clicks call on it and begins the call.

BWWWWWING BWWWWWING!

Adrian Neville: Pick up you rat.

BWWWWING BWWWWWING!

Adrian Neville: I said pick up!

BWWWWWING BWWWWWING!

Nigel McGuinness: Hey Adrian?

Neville looks up from his phone and sees Nigel McGuinness standing there with two coffee cups in his hands, and instantly puts his phone away. He then sighs in the direction of Nigel, in knowledge of that Nigel might want to talk again.

Adrian Neville: I wanted that. That’s why I called you. I’d rather not talk, just hand it over.

Nigel goes to hand it over to Neville but he doesn’t get a strong enough grip on it and it drops on the floor, with the lid bursting off the top and the coffee spewing out from the inside of it. Neville looks up in pure rage and jumps up from the production box, and gets a handful of Nigel’s collar.

Adrian Neville: What is your problem you imbecile! I thought you learned! I thought you knew. You don’t fuck with me, and especially not now. Boy, if you weren’t a pawn in my plan to the top I’d beat you black and blue right here sunshine. But no, after all. I want tea anyway.

Adrian Neville releases his grip on Nigel and he walks away and Nigel pants in fear of Neville’s aggression. He then lifts his cup up to his face and takes a swig out of it. Nigel then walks off to obey by Neville’s commands.


Almost suddenly, the camera feed switches over to a phone video, The Miz standing outside of a set of steel doors, one arm outstretched partially to record.



Miz: ”Aleister Black, I know that tonight is supposed to be all about you finding your challenger out, and about me and Jericho beating The Outsiders, but honestly, I could care less after what you said last week. To dare and say that I have no love for my wife, to call my daughter a failed abortion?! How the hell can you even be talking about love as if you know a single thing about it! You like to think you’re this prophetic figure, the man who knows anything and everything, then you should know this: I don’t care how long Ethan Carter forces me to continue to throw myself against the nWo, I don’t care who he lines up for you to face at Wrestlemania for the Television Championship, because one day whether it be next week, next month, or next year, we’re going to fight. Not wrestle, fight, and when that fight comes, bring whoever the hell you want! Bring WALTER, bring The Lovers, The Empress, The World, The Chariot, I don’t care who is brought to aide you if anybody! Whether it be one, or one thousand men I will beat each and every one of them just so I can kick your ass!”

Miz cannot even take a second to compose himself, instead taking the sunglasses off of his face and chucking them far off camera, a sharp cracking sound coming from off-camera as they connect and break off of a wall.

Miz: ”You want to talk, you want to be the fortune teller? Then here’s a fortune for ya: the day that I get out of this god forsaken struggle with the nWo, I’m going to beeline straight for you and beat you so badly that your tattoos are going to be permanently stained with the buckets of blood you’re going to bleed, and then the only thing that will fade to black on that night is your time in the UWF, courtesy of yours truly! Now then Aleister, say something else, anything else to try and rile me up further, because all it’s doing is making me feel even more motivated to push through these black-and-white bastards to take you on, you son of a bitch!”

Almost as suddenly as it began, the camera cuts back to the arena for a split second, before going elsewhere…





"All My Life" hits the PA, the iconic riff pulsing like a heart rate monitor registering on someone who's just stoked as heck. In that vein, the fans go freakin' bonkers as Aim For The Bushes runs out on to the ramp. Jeff Hardy waves his arms around like he does, while Juice puts an eye to his brow and scans the arena, taking in every single face and every single mind that they're about to blow. The boys high-five their way down the ramp while their song rocks through the speakers.




"G.O.D" plays throughout the arena, and as the crowd boos while others hold up Too Sweets, as out through the curtain walks out Tama Tonga with his hands waving in front of his face towards the crowd swaying along with the music, and Tanga Loa marching up right behind him. Tanga shouts out into the open air with a primal yell, as Tama turns around pointing at his brother before swaying back around.



Tony Chimel: Weighing in at combined weight of 400 and 39 pounds: "The Bad Boy" Tama Tonga, and "The Silverback" Tanga Loa. Guerrillas of Destiny, G-O-D!


Tama drops down to the floor and uses his hands to crawl forward sliding across the floor as he looks straight into the lens of the camera, The shot moves up to Tanga who shoots his finger gun to the camera lens and then to the crowd. Tama slides into the ring when Tanga Loa running up the steel steps. Tama is swaying around with his hands, as Tanga Loa smacks his chest and raises his hands up in the air.


VS


DING DING DING


Jeff Hardy is looking to start things off with Tama Tonga. The two circle around the ring but Tonga Loa hits Jeff with a cheap shot to the back of the head as he's moving past the corner. Jeff turns to take a swing but Loa drops off the apron. Tama Tonga takes advantage by running over and blasting him in the back of the head with a forearm. Jeff falls into the corner and Tama just stomps away at him, the ref making the count to four before he backs away. He doesn't stay back for long though, going right back after him and stomping away yet again. This time the ref pulls him off and gets in his face. Tama argues with him but Tonga Loa grabs Jeff's neck and starts pulling back to choke him out.


Tom Phillips: This is just wrong. Jeff Hardy is a legend in this business and to see two guys take advantage like this is wrong.

Corey Graves: Oh cry me a river Phillips, the Gangdom of Destruction are doing what they need to do. They're sending a message not just to everyone in the back but to EC3 himself. They're not just going to sit back and wait for opportunities, they're going to take them.


Tonga Loa backs away and gets back on the apron as Tama comes over and tags him in. Loa grabs Jeff by his hair and pulls him back up to his feet. He whips him into the ropes, expecting Jeff to come back but Hardy locks his arms underneath the ropes to prevent it. Tona Loa comes running at him but Jeff ducks and sends him over the top rope with a back body drop. Tama comes running in and Jeff manages to side step him and send him through the ropes! The G.O.D. are helping each other get to their feet when Juice Robinson jumps off the apron with a cannonball! Juice pops back to his feet and hypes up the crowd as Jeff goes to the top rope. Juice grabs both Samoans to keep them in place as Hardy jumps off the top rope with a crossbody to take down both men!

The crowd is fully behind Aim For The Bushes, Jeff and Juice pumping them up at ringside until Jeff grabs Tonga Loa and tosses him back into the ring. The Silverback is already starting to stir as Jeff comes in. Hardy comes up behind him and plants him with a side russian leg sweep, flipping over and grabbing his legs before sitting split leg on them for the pin.



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Tonga Loa kicks out! Jeff ends up bringing Tonga Loa back to his feet but Tonga is sandbagging him, making it hard to pick him up. With a lower center of gravity, he suddenly pops up, l;lifting Hardy onto his shoulders in the process and hitting a samoan drop! The Silverback is still feeling the effects of the attacks to the outside and so he uses the ropes to help him get back to a vertical base. Tama is still on the outside laying down and so Tonga Loa tries to continue on his own. He grabs Jeff and starts to pull him up but Hardy grabs onto his head and sits out for a jawbreaker! This creates some separation and Hardy comes running at Tonga but he catches him him and spins out with a spinebuster! He falls on top of Hardy and makes the cover.



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Hardy kicks out! Tama Tonga is now climbing back onto the apron and so Tonga Loa picks Jeff back up and brings him over to his corner, smashing his face into the top turnbuckles before tagging in Tama. Tonga Loa lifts up Jeff into a belly to back suplex while Tama comes in with a neckbreaker on the way down to complete Nightfall! Jeff grabs at his neck but Tama gives him no time to rest as he makes the pin.



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Another kickout from Hardy! Juice is on the apron reaching his hand out and stomping on the ramp, trying to get the crowd fired up to cheer for Hardy. It seems to be working but Jeff is in no man's land as he's firmly in the corner of the G.O.D. Tama however brings Hardy out and whips him into the ropes. Just like last time, Jeff grabs the ropes to prevent him from rebounding. Tama runs after him and gets lifted up and over with a back body drop. Tama however lands on the apron and gives Juice a stiff forearm to knock him down. He grabs Jeff from behind and turns him around, placing him in a front headlock. From there, Tama lifts Jeff straight up and falls to the floor with a suplex off the apron!


Mauro Ranallo: What a suplex to the floor!

Corey Graves: Jeff doesn't care about his physical well being but neither does Tama Tonga. Jeff is known for withstanding tons of punishment so the G.O.D. know that they need to go all out if they want to take Hardy out of this match.


Tama has hurt the former UWF Champion but he didn't do so without doing damage to himself as well. Juice is able to take advantage of this when he gets back on the apron and dives off with a senton to the prone Tama Tonga! Juice gets up and pumps his fist up high but Tonga Loa comes diving out of the ropes with a suicide dive to take him out! He checks on his teammate and helps him get back into the ring. He then grabs Hardy and tosses him in after. Both men look worse for wear but Jeff is clearly in worse condition.

Tama starts to stir and fights to get back to his feet. Meanwhile Jeff hasn't moved since being tossed in. Tama stands by and waits for Jeff to stir, getting ready to set him up but Jeff just doesn't move. Seeing Juice get back on the apron and tired of waiting, Tama walks over to grab Jeff but Hardy surprises him with an inside cradle!



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But NO! Tama gets the shoulder up just in time! Hardy tries to go over and quickly crawl to his corner but Tama comes running over with a sliding lariat to the back of the head! Tama follows up with a few stomps to the back followed by grabbing Jeff's leg and pulling him back to his corner to tag in Tonga Loa. Tama gets Jeff in a front facelock and lifts him up for a suplex but places Jeff's legs on Tonga Loa's shoulders. It looks like they're about to end things but when they lift him up, Jeff wraps his legs around Tonga Loa and rolls forward causing him to charge into Tama Tonga and take him down! The Silverback quickly composes himself and runs at Hardy with a clothesline but Jeff rolls through to dodge it and makes the tag to Juice!

Juice hops over the ropes and takes down Tonga Loa with a clothesline. The Tongan gets back up only to get taken down with another. He gets up a third time but this time Juice takes him down with the taste! Tonga Loa is on all fours but Juice helps him up and whips him into the corner. He follows up by running at him with some double knees that daze him in the corner allowing Juice to grab his head and fall backwards with a falling inverted DDT. He rolls Loa over and makes the pin.



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Tama Tonga comes in and stomps Juice in the back of the head to break up the count! Jeff comes running in, using his last bit of strength to hop onto Juice's back to hit Tama with the Poetry In Motion! Tama gets knocked through the ropes while Hardy gets back up. He patiently waits as Tama picks himself up on the outside. Jeff slingshots to the outside with a plancha but Tama moves out of the way and Jeff lands hard on the floor. The Bad Boy then picks up Jeff and throws him head first into the steel steps!


Mauro Ranallo: The Gangdom of Destruction have absolutely no regard to their opponents well being.

Corey Graves: What better way to send a statement Mauro.


Juice looks worried for Hardy but decides to keep his focus on his opponent. He grabs Tonga Loa and hooks both arms before slowly turning around. The bigger Tongan is able to outpower Juice though and pushes him forward into Tama who gives him a stiff forearm to the face. Juice is stunned and Tonga Loa makes the tag to Tama. The Bad Boy comes in and gets Juice is a front facelock before lifting his legs onto Loa's shoulders. They lift him up before bringing him down to the mat with Guerrilla Warfare! Tama turns Juice over and makes the cover while Tonga Loa watches for Hardy but Jeff doesn't move on the outside.



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Tony Chimel: Here are your winners, The Gangdom of Destruction!




The G.O.D. get their hands raised and Samoa Joe comes walking down the ramp. He gets inside and raises his boys hands and then looks down at Juice. He looks to the brothers and nods his head. The duo exits the ring and goes to the time keepers area and grab some steel chairs.


Tom Phillips: Oh no, what are they doing now?

Corey Graves: How many times do I have to say it Phillips, they're sending a message.

Mauro Ranallo: This is too far Corey, someone send some help out here!

They're about to slide into the ring but Jeff grabs at the foot of Tama Tonga. The Bad Boy just looks down and smiles before slamming he chair directly into his head! The crowd is in shock as Jeff lays motionless on the floor. Tama isn't done though, he grabs Jeff and sits him next to the steel steps. Tonga Loa comes over and places a steel chair over his face and Tama runs full speed, kneeing the chair directly into Jeff's head, squishing it between the steel steps and the chair!

Juice rolls out of the ring and starts to attack Tama from behind but Tonga Loa is there to overpower him and together the GOD beat him down. Joe just looks on in the ring with a smirk on his face as they throw Juice into the announcers table. Tonga Loa takes off the protective padding on the floor while Tama Tonga gets him in position for another Guerrilla Warfare. The crowd is booing loudly but there's no stopping them as they drive Juice into the floor!


Tom Phillips: This is just disgusting! The G.O.D. should be fired for this.

Corey Graves: We've seen time and time again, EC3 loves it when you shut up and let your actions speak for themselves and the G.O.D. are doing just that.


The G.O.D. are happy with their message but suddenly there's a commotion in the crowd. Jimmy and Jey, the Usos come out from the crowd and attack Tama Tonga and Tonga Loa! The sneak attack paired with them just wrestling a match makes them easy targets for the Usos but Joe comes down to even the odds. He starts beating on Jimmy but there's a pop from the crowd when Roman Reigns comes out of nowhere and superman punches Joe! Joe is blindsides and doesn't know where it came from. He's in a daze when he gets broken in half with a spear! The Usos meanwhile are still fighting with the G.O.D. but Roman helps out to gain the advantage. He takes off the cover of the announce table and places both brother on their. Jimmy and Jey climb up to the top rope together, grabbing a hold of one another before leaping off with a Samoan Splash through the table!


Mauro Ranallo: The Bloodline is here and they just sent a message to the G.O.D.!

Corey Graves: What thugs attacking people after a hard fought match. They should be fired!


The Bloodline heads into the ring and Roman has a mic in hand.


Roman Reigns: Gangdom of Destruction, we'll see you boys at Wrestlemania.


He throws the mic and the Bloodline pose in the ring as the live feed goes elsewhere.






The titantron fades from the typical graphic to a shot of a desolate road that eventually reaches a dead end. The area around it is only lit by a simple lantern lying on the ground. Aleister Black begins to flicker and teleport into frame, sitting on the ground. No WALTER in sight.



Aleister: They say all roads lead to Wrestlemania… All of the feuds, all of the titles, all of the bitter defeats and triumphs. They've all lead to the biggest show of the year. Yet through all of this, one thing has stayed the same. This… title.



He drags the last sentence out for emphasis. He looks down at the title that he's holding.



Aleister: Last week, I did exactly what I set out to do, to defend this title. And in the process? I systematically destroyed Sami Zayn for the world to watch. It's such a shame that it had to come after an attack from the Neurotic World Order. I was planning to do much more to him. Yet… you all seem surprised. You seem surprised that I've fulfilled damn near every promise I made in my career. Bad news. There's a lot more where that fucking came from. I'm going to hold this title for weeks and for weeks and for weeks until I get bored and decide to finish what me and Sweeney started by kicking his ugly blonde mug off.



So whoever wants this title can take a damn good stab at it, whether it's at Wrestlemania or next week. They can scrape and claw as hard as they can just to get featured on television so they can ask for that shot. They can choose whatever stipulation they want. Hell, EC3 can throw the whole kitchen sink at me and send multiple men to take this title. He might even give me that quivering, useless disappointment Miz for me to bury alive. That doesn't bother me. They'll be nothing but a pile of bloody bodies and reaped souls to throw on top of the pile. The only thing that does bother me are winning more of these and etching my name into history, and not a single D-list attention whore can take that away from me.



EC3, Stone Cold, Drake Maverick, whoever's going to be in charge in a few weeks, please, do what's best for your show and give me a challenge. You wouldn't want me… hurting your little precious main eventers, would you?

Aleister begins laughing, embracing an almost maniacal side that hasn't been seen out of him, and the camera falls over and begins being dragged down the road by an unknown force. He waves to it one last time and speaks one final line.



Aleister: Wrestlemania will fade… to… black.



It abruptly cuts to the New Sumerian Death Squad logo as per usual. "This message has been paid for by the devil" is again clearly written in red under it. A heart monitor can be heard in the background, and with every beat the frame pulsates and distorts. An eye suddenly opens in the middle of the star and stares into the camera.



It cuts to the announce table, with Corey Graves, Tom Phillips, and Mauro Renallo standing by.



Graves: Thank god, that weirdo is finally off our screens.



Mauro: Aleister Black… sending an emphatic message not just towards the Miz but the entire locker room back there.



Phillips: Regardless, I think it's safe to say we're all excited for where the road to Wrestlemania leads Aleister Black.



Graves: Hopefully it leads him to losing his title to the nWo.



Revolution heads elsewhere.



The camera cuts to Grado looking into space while Boar is intensely playing a video game. After a bit of silence The Boar celebrates.

The Proletariat Boar:”OH YEAH! WOOHOO! You see that Grado!? Grado?”

It becomes clear that Grado just isn’t watching or even paying attention to anything, but before the Communist Bovine can speak Kaval comes into frame

Kaval:”Don’t celebrate my victory yet Boar it is not time, but in the wise words of Andrew WK when it’s time to party we will party hard!”

The Proletariat Boar:”Oh yeah I wasn’t celebrating that, I just beat Persona 5. That’s a real victory, but I guess beating that Dream dude is a cool victory too. So you uh got any plans for Mania, boss?”

Kaval pauses and thinks.

I haven’t even thought about Mania, I have been so caught up in teaching Dream a lesson to change his arrogance or perish at the curse it can bring. I mean look at what happened to the NWO, Nigel and Neville, hell Dream is the reason poor Marty is in Jail, and he still hasn’t changed! But if he loses his belt he’ll be forced to see he was wrong.”

The Proletariat Boar:”.......Marty killed a guy pretty sure its his fault, but that’s besides the point. I mean for once boss you are on a streak and it’s pretty impressive, you beat a legend in Big Dave, you won a ppv main event, and now you beat a champion. With Mania coming up I think its time for the World Warriors to finally get back on track with our Plan.”

Kaval:”What was our plan again?”

The Proletariat Boar:”The Same it always was Kaval, TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD!”

Kaval smiles and laughs a bit.

Kaval:”How long were you waiting to do that one?

Boar just shrugs as the two leave the apartment to get food probably but as they turn on the lights they forget they have left Grado alone in the darkness.

Grado:”Ay luv you.”

With that the scene fades to black


The live feed heads back to the ring where Jimmy Havoc and Matt Hardy are standing by.

DING! DING!

The crowd are continuing to chant “delete” from Matt Hardy’s entrance, and Hardy notices the crowd are doing this and gestures to follow the “delete” chant at a steady pace. Jimmy Havoc then seems unphased and waits for Hardy to do something, but since Hardy is continuing the rhythm of “delete” chants throughout the arena from his corner, Jimmy starts to get a little annoyed.

Jimmy then puts his hand on his forehead and swipes back trying to relieve this stress of the crowd non stop chanting in the favour of Matt Hardy. Jimmy then takes a lunge in for Matt Hardy and gestures his middle finger towards him, flipping him off. This then stops Hardy from chanting and the fans slow down also, and begin booing Havoc for his unwillingness to play ball.

Tom Phillips: Ah c’mon Jimmy, the kids are watching!

Corey Graves: Tom, we’ve seen way, way worse than just a hand gesture on Revolution, calm down.

Jimmy then takes a step forward to get more in the face of Matt Hardy with the middle finger and he looks more and more disappointed with this remark from Havoc, and then suddenly Hardy waves his arm to the side and strikes Havoc’s gesture out of the air with a “delete” chant from him, in sync with the crowd chanting delete.

Mauro Ranallo: Matt Hardy seems to have found the counter for Jimmy Havoc flipping him off! This is revolutionary! When life faces you with issues, just delete them!

Jimmy then looks side to side in active embarrassment from being shoved off by Matt Hardy, who is continuing his delete chants. Jimmy then takes a step forward and shoves the middle finger back in the face of Matt Hardy who stops the delete chanting. Parts of the crowd continue the chant hoping Matt will repeat what he did before, but suddenly Matt grabs the finger and begins to bite it.

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Hardy lets go of the bite clamp down on Jimmy Havoc’s finger, and Jimmy clutches at his hand and rolls down to the floor to bask in the pain Matt Hardy has just inflicted on him. Hardy then grabs an inverted headlock on Jimmy Havoc and then lifts him back up to his feet. Hardy then drops down with an Inverted Headlock Neckbreaker. He then covers Havoc.

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Havoc kicks out at one as this is the first proper attempt of offense attempted by Matt Hardy. Both of them go over to opposite sides of the ring, Jimmy then runs towards Hardy with his arm wide open ready for a clothesline attempt, but Hardy blocks it with a back elbow from him. Havoc falls down to one knee.

Hardy then grabs the arm of Havoc and whips him over into the corner, Hardy then runs straight across the ring and connects with Jimmy with a corner clothesline, he then grabs the head of Havoc and goes to run up for a bulldog, but Havoc pushes Matt off into the corner landing chest first. Havoc then runs over and hits a club to the back of Hardy’s head.

Tom Phillips: Hardy was almost finding his groove there, and it looks like Jimmy Havoc is going to capitalise on Hardy’s mistake here.

Havoc then throws Hardy’s arm over his head and positions him up on the middle rope with his back facing into the ring. Jimmy then takes a couple of steps back and prepares to run up on Hardy and hit a backbreaker on him. Jimmy runs and then grabs the neck of Hardy and drops him down hard on his knees for a massive corner backbreaker from him.

Corey Graves: Jimmy Havoc finally getting some offense in on Hardy this early into this match. Who’d had known, this deathmatch wrestler can actually wrestle!

Hardy instantly pushes his chest out of the mat in the pain he’s in, but Havoc isn’t planning on stopping on the offense on Hardy. Havoc then grabs the head of Hardy and places it on the bottom turnbuckle. Jimmy then steps back once more and runs up and stomps the head of Hardy down on the bottom turnbuckle. Jimmy then rolls Hardy out of the corner and hooks the leg.

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Hardy kicks out from two from the two powerful moves dealt out by Jimmy Havoc. Jimmy then rolls Hardy up to his feet, and then boots the midsection of Hardy and makes him hunch over. Jimmy then grabs the head of Hardy and drops him down with a massive DDT. Jimmy then rolls Hardy over and onto his knees.

Jimmy Havoc then swings and strikes the head of Matt Hardy with a stiff superkick sending his head rattling down to the mat. Jimmy then grabs the head of Hardy and lifts him up, to send him outside of the ring. Hardy crashes down to the outside and grabs onto the apron to keep him up on his feet.

Mauro Ranallo: Is Jimmy Havoc going for a suicide dive by any chance?!

Havoc then hits the ropes and dives straight through the middle rope for a suicide dive crashing into Matt Hardy on the outside. Havoc then hits the apron in celebration of this big move after all of these other massive moves from him, the crowd just boos slightly and continues to chant delete.

Jimmy shakes his head and then throws up the apron. He squats down and looks underneath for what he can find. He then grabs a chair, and throws it into the ring, he then throws a rack of barbed wire to follow it, and a bag filled up with all of the essential goodies. Jimmy smiles and then lifts Hardy back up to his feet, and rolls him back into the ring. Jimmy then picks up the rack of barbed wire to begin with.

Tom Phillips: Surely the official won’t allow any of those to be put into play, this is a regular match Jimmy! You’ll get disqualified!

Corey Graves: I’d say allow it, I want to see Hardy bleed.

Jimmy suddenly gets stopped before he can do anything with the barbed wire, and the referee takes it off him, and throws it outside of the ring. Jimmy seems displeased with the removal of one of his toys but shrugs and continues dishing out punishment to Hardy. Jimmy boots the back of Hardy to keep him down and out.

Jimmy then goes back to the bag of goodies, and then the referee takes it off him once more, and Jimmy yells “oh for fucks sake!” Jimmy then goes to grab the bag back, and the referee won’t allow it. Jimmy then goes over to Hardy and slides the chair out of the referee’s eyesight.

Mauro Ranallo: If Jimmy does this, and gets caught, he’ll be throwing the match!

Jimmy then grabs the chair back up and puts it by his side as he lifts Hardy back up to his feet readying him up in a ripcord position for a potential Acid Rainmaker. Jimmy then pulls the arm of Hardy, but just in time the referee notices the chair and snatches it out of the hand of him, and Jimmy goes to swing, but Hardy gets a face full of nothing.

Hardy ducks under and readies a new ripcord hold on Havoc, and Hardy spins Havoc out and gives him a boot to the chest. The fans cheer loudly as they know what’s next, and Hardy grabs the head tight and screams of into the crowd to ready them for this finale, and then slides out and hits the Twist of Fate on Jimmy Havoc! Matt Hardy hooks the legs.

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DING! DING!



Tony Chimel: Here is your winner via pinfall, “BROKEN” Matt Hardy!

Hardy stands up from the body of Havoc with his hand raised ready to celebrate. Jimmy rolls out of the ring, to the floor to recover from the beating gave to him from Hardy. Hardy then chants with his fans “delete” over and over and over again, as UWF rolls on.


The scene opens up elsewhere than the UWF arena. The, “Rated R Superstar” Edge and his girlfriend Lita arrive in the lobby of a hotel, the two arm-in-arm as Edge shoots the person working the desk a cocky smile.

Edge: Just like we talked about on the phone, skippy. The nicest room you’ve got in this dump! And if the bed’s a’ rockin’ when you approach the door, which it will be, just leave the room service outside.

The person hands Edge his room keycard as he and Lita head over to the elevator, enter it, and make their way up. The camera now switches the point it’s shooting from as the elevator doors open and the happy couple is seen leaving and head down the hall to their room. As the camera pans back over to the elevator, the doors open again and there stands the, “Horror King”.



The camera follows as he walks out of the elevator and heads down the hallway. Things zoom in as he starts knocking on the door with his axe. No answer. He starts knocking more aggressively. No answer. He knocks even more aggressively and this time, Edge can be heard on the other side of the door getting frustrated.

Edge: Look, virgin boy, I told you to leave the...

Edge freezes as he and Vinny stare at one another for a moment. Suddenly Vinny grabs him and pulls him out into the hallway as the camera gets knocked down and all that’s heard are the sounds of a struggle before finally, the sound of breaking glass. The hotel door is swung open again in response.

Lita: What the hell is...

Suddenly Lita lets out a blood curdling scream as she’s heard slamming the door behind her. Things are now filming from the other side of the door where she sits down on the bed, trying to keep her composure. As she’s trying to, suddenly an arm reaches around her and the hand cups her mouth. Vinny has somehow made it into the hotel room as he pulls her to her feet kicking and letting out muffled screams as he pulls her into the bathroom of the hotel room and slams the door shut.

After a moment, Vinny opens the door and then the room door. He heads down the hallway and grabs the ankle of a downed Edge and drags him down the hall, into the room, and then into the bathroom. He picks Edge up and throws him to where he’s offscreen. Vinny stands there with his hand on the side of the door as he opens it enough for the camera to see, written on the floor in blood, ‘SWEENEY’. As the camera pans back up, Vinny’s gone, only his laughter heard as Revolution heads elsewhere.


The titantron switches from the normal Revolution logo to a live feed from the parking lot where we see El Desperado, angrily shaking his leg and looking around, after a few moments he stops and his eyes light up, he starts running and the camera follows him to see a somewhat surprised Kyle O'Reilly, we all know he wants to push Despy away but something in him tells him not to and after a few seconds of debating, he even returns the hug to Despy

Despy: Here you are, I got worried there for a second, I thought I lost you forever!!

The magic of Z-packs has fully healed Kyle who now says lot words.

KO'R: I once got lost for what felt like forever at Disneyland so I ripped off one of the walking puppets' head and for some reason everyone started screaming, then Mr.Palmer found me and we went back to the hotel, wait what are we doing here?

Despy doesn't seem to care that Kyle just mentioned the murder of a dude and continues to hug the Secretary General

Despy: I've thought about you my love, the tastiest and sweetest thing in the universe and then I realized, frozen yogurt would be great for when we.. "get busy"

Despy winks at Kyle who doesn't even notice, the moment Despy said frozen yogurt Kyle lost focus and just smiled, possibly for the first and last time on live TV, Kyle-o loves the fro-yo.

KO'R: You're never too busy for sugar-free frozen yogurt. Never.

The boys head off in search of some fro-yo and it doesn't take them long to find some. There's a Menchie's on the corner of Wabash and Lake, just around the corner from the arena. Like a modern day malt shop, the vendor shines like a beacon in the night attracting all star crossed lovers and yearning souls to it's hallowed counters. Despy, gentleman that he is, holds the door for the Diabetic Dragon and the two of them head on inside.

KO'R: Oh wow! They have everything! Every flavour, every topping...

Despy: I love topping!

Kyle walks up to the counter and orders some extravagant fruity carnival of a fro-yo. Despy says he's have the same. The two of them pick up their orders and sit down at a table together. Time stands still around them. The hum of the air conditioner is a romantic drone.

KO'R: Fuck that's good. And healthy. Suck it, diabetes. I'm gonna tell the L.D.I.P.F. kids about this place next time I'm at the orphanage.

Despy: Kyle, your heart is so big. And you know what they say about guys with big hearts...

Kyle doesn't know. He shrugs, looks up and sees that Desperado is having a tough time getting the fro-yo past the mask, so much so that the mask is totally covered in frozen yogurt now.

KO'R: Oh uh... hey... you got a little something there...

Kyle points to the fro-yo but then Despy grabs his outreached hand and uses it to wipe the fro-yo all off of his face in the most sensual display of gamesmanship the Menchie's franchise security cameras have ever picked up. He then slowly licks the fro-yo off of Kyle's palm.

Despy: It's better this way.

O'Reilly blinks twice. He's so confused... and yet... despite the foreign, tingling sensation that the fro-yo and the tongue left on his hand, something about the moment feels more right than anything Kyle has ever experienced in hist short life. When the disease took his ability to naturally produce insulin, he tried to fill the void with karate, and then later, wrestling. The violence scratched the mysterious itch, but never fully rid him of it. reDRragon, Sweet n' Sour Inc., the nWo... all the friends he made over the years - he never let any of them get to close. He was always terrified that they'd find out about the cavity - the gap in identity that somehow made him "less than" by way of the absence. He never felt complete. Never fully human or alive. Until Despy's tongue dragged across his hand, mining blueberry yogurt and sprinkled sprinkles out of the folds of palm skin. It was as though a piece of the puzzle that had been missing for years finally turned up and fell into to place. For the first time, Kyle recognized himself, and it was all thanks to this strange, beautiful creature in the lucha mask sitting across the table from him.

KO'R: Do you, like... wanna go somewhere else now?

Desperado downs the rest of his fro-yo like a shooter, stands to his feet and takes Kyle by the hand again.

Despy: Show me where.

The two of them rush out of the Menchie's and into the freedom of the night. Revolution continues elsewhere.


The feed cuts back to the ring where Jimmy and Jey, the Usos are standing by, waiting for their opponents.



The song “Fine Again” by Seether blasts into the arena and it falls into practical darkness. The lyrics ring out and the depressing tone continues to play throughout the arena. The images of the titanton play out and the arena prepares for an arrival.

“AND I AM AWARE NOW,
HOW EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE FINE,
ONE DAY TOO LATE,
I’M IN HELL”

As the guitar hits in Adrian Neville drifts through the curtain, methodically walking down the ramp. He has no special entrance attire, just his wrestling gear. He walks to the rhythm of his music and doesn’t make eye contact with anything.

Tony Chimel: “Weighing in tonight at 194lbs, from Newcastle Upon Tyne, England, “The Black Rose” Adrian Neville!”

Neville gets down to the ring, and then turns to walk around the ring before getting into it. Neville then rolls into the ring, and puts his foot up on the ropes and then leans forward to taunt the crowd.



Neville then gets down off the ropes and heads into the corner awaiting the match to begin. He then settles down and squats down to the bottom turnbuckle.


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.

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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




VS



DING DING DING


The bell rings and Suzuki is looking to get things started with Jimmy Uso. That plan immediatley changes when Neville tags himself in. Suzuki gives him a death stare but Neville doesn't seem phased by it at all. The two are staring each other down when Jimmy comes running over and dropkicks Neville who smacks heads with Suzuki causing him to fall through the ropes to the outside! Neville is dazed and Jimmy grabs him by the waist, rolling him up for the win!



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NO! Neville kicks out just in time! He rushes to his feet only to get taken down with a side kick to the stomach that knocks him to all fours. Jimmy tags in Jey who goes straight to the top. Jimmy grabs Neville by the head and slowly turns him around for a neckbreaker and Jey comes off the top rope with a splash on the way down! Neville is in all sorts of trouble as Jey hooks both legs for a deep cover.



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Neville kicks out again just in time! Nigel is yelling at Suzuki to go and do something to help but Suzuki just waves him off. Jey meanwhile picks up Neville and smashes his head into the turnbuckles. Neville turns his back against the turnbuckles to rest while Jey walks over to the opposite corner. Next thing you know Jey comes running over, leaping high into the air for a stinger splash but the Black Rose moves out of the way just in time. He looks to his corner to see Suzuki just waiting by the apron. Neville snarls in his direction but realizes he needs to keep focus. He jumps up from behind Jey and wraps his legs around his neck, falling backwards for a reverse rana that spikes the brother on the top of his head!


Corey Graves: About time Neville does something in this match! He can't just rely on Suzuki to bail him out.

Tom Phillips: Didn't you used to be a fan of the Black Rose?

Corey Graves: Yeah he came in full of hype but that's all it's been. Until he wins a match, he's nothing.


Suzuki finally gets on the apron and extends his hand for a tag. Neville looks at him and shakes his head, opting to instead keep at it. He picks up Jey while he;s doing this and the slight distraction allows Jey to fire off with some shots to the midsection but it's nothing that Neville can't handle with a knee right to the gut.. He then places Jey's head in a front headlock before kicking off the ropes to hit a tornado DDT! He makes the cover while looking directly at Suzuki.



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Jey kicks out! Suzuki is just standing there with his arms crossed, not at all impressed with Neville. The Black Rose walks up to Suzuki and ask if he thinks he can do better. Suzuki just stares at him, not bothering to give him a response and so Neville slaps him on the chest to tag him in and says go prove it. the UFC Champion slowly makes his way into the ring where Jey is starting to stir. He runs over and gives him a knee right to the side of the head. From there he mounts Jey's back and starting throwing down palm strikes to the back of his head!

The hits are so vicious that the ref doesn't even bother to make a count, instead just trying to pull Suzuki off of Jey. At the risk of being disqualified, Suzuki stops and backs away from Jey. He walks over to a corner and just waits. Neville yells at him to finish the job but Suzuki is acting as if he hears nothing. Suzuki wants Jey to make the tag to further prove his point. Jey does so and Jimmy leaps over the ropes and runs right towards Suzuki who takes him down with a headbutt to the chest! Jimmy goes down like a sack of potatoes and Suzuki places his foot on his chest for the count.



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Jimmy gets the shoulder up! Suzuki takes his arm and brings him up top his feet, only to knock him back down with a short lariat. He keep a hold of the arm, doing it once again all while staring at Neville. He picks him up a third time but this time Jimmy ducks under the lariat, taking Suzuki's back and throwing him back with a german suplex! Suzuki rolls though and gets back to his feet rather quickly. Jimmy turns around and the UFC Champion launches another headbutt, this time connecting with the head of Jimmy! Jimmy however shakes off the hit as if it didn't affect him and retaliates with a headbutt of his own that knocks Minoru right on his ass!


Corey Graves: What the! How'd Jimmy survive that brutal headbutt!?


Mauro Ranallo: Never headbutt a Samoan Corey, that's wrestling 101!


Suzuki has fallen back to be seated in the turnbuckles. Jimmy backs up and starts up the infamous chant


Jimmy: UCE!

Crowd: OHHS!

Jimmy: UCE!

Crowd: OHHS!

Jimmy: UCE!

Crowd: OHHS!


Jimmy then takes off full speed to ram his hip right into Suzuki's face! Neville just smiles on the apron as Jimmy pulls Minoru away from the ropes and hooks the leg for the pin.



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Suzuki kicks out! Jimmy makes the tag to Jey who goes straight up to the top rope. Neville looks down at Suzuki and thinks about just letting him take the splash but his instinct to win gets the better of him. He comes into the ring and superkicks Jimmy who goes flying back into the turnbuckle, knocking Jey off his balance and he falls into the ring. Neville heads back out onto the apron and yells at Suzuki to get up. The UFC Champion begins to stir and uses the ropes to help him get ho his feet. Jey however is already up and is waiting behind him. Neville is yelling out instructions but when Suzuki turns around, he gets tossed into the air for a Samoan Drop! Suzuki however is able to turn in mid air and takes Jey's back, putting him in a sleeper hold!


Corey Graves: Sleeper! Looks like Suzuki is about to win this match for Neville. He should really thank him after this match.


Jey is flailing around trying to find a way to get free. He starts to run backwards and smashes Suzuki into his own corner to break the hold but it doesn't work. Suzuki turns and pulls him down with all his body weight. Jey is trapped on the mat and is fading when suddenly Neville comes off the top rope with the Red Arrow! Suzuki is squished from the impact and rolls to the outside. He never noticed that the Black Rose tagged himself in and Neville stays on Jey for the cover.



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Tony Chimel: Here are your winners, Minoru Suzuki and Adrian Neville!






Corey Graves: What! How dare he steal Suzuki's victory away from him!

Tom Phillips: He did exactly what happened to him at Wargames. I call it poetic justice.

Corey Graves: The record books may show that he got the win tonight but we all know the real story.


Neville leaves up the ramp while Suzuki holds his stomach against the barricade on the outside, staring him down. Neville doesn't bother gloating, instead heading straight up the ramp to the back as the live feed goes elsewhere.


The scene opens on a diner in somewhat of a desert. Ciampa and Gargano are seen sat in a booth together. Gargano is sipping on a milkshake whilst Ciampa is ordering food from a waitress.



Ciampa: “..I’ll have the Empire State burger with a tap water. Thanks.”

The waitress notes down Ciampa’s order and walks away from the table as Gargano attempts to reflect on last week.

Gargano: “So.. our match this past week was pretty awesome right? *SLURP*”

Ciampa: “Yeah dude, I guess… we still need to bring the fight to the Outsiders. It’s no good taking out their henchman. I want our rematch.”

Gargano: “Think about it, man. *SLURP* We’ve taken it to everyone that has been put in front of us.”

Ciampa: “..except for those two.”

Gargano: “What are you talking bout? *SLURP* We had them beat, if it wasn’t for Hall’s toothpick then we’d be holding this belts.”

Ciampa: “That’s true. Though, yours would be covered in god damn chocolate milkshake. Can you stop slurping the thing for heaven’s sake?”

Gargano: “Woah hey now, it’s not my fault that Betty makes these milkshakes thick as hell! You know how it is. *SLURP* Remember the time that Candice and I brought you here.. And you got the freak shake?”

Ciampa: “I thought we said that we’d never mention the freak shake incident? Betty and I have put that in the past now.”

Gargano: “Well, I’m not the one that thought Betty was looking at me funny. There was no reason to throw your shake at the poor woman. Glass included.”

Ciampa: “How was I supposed to know she had a freak car accident when she was 9 that left her looking like Shawn Michaels?”

Gargano: “Umm…”

Ciampa turns around to see a gargantuan of a woman, Betty the waitress holding his Empire State burger. She walks over to the pair’s booth. She speaks with a thick Boston accent.

Betty: “Empire State burger with a tap water?”

Ciampa: “Uhhh.. hey Betty.. You look pretty today..”

Betty: “Save it dickwad, I heard ya. It’s a shame you didn’t order the freak shake huh? It’s one of our specials today.”

Ciampa: “Yeah well I’m trying to keep my eyes off of the calories at the moment..”

Johnny shakes his head at Ciampa.

Betty: “Good one.. Well at least I’ve got two working ones right?”

Ciampa: “Woah, I didn’t mean in that way! Umm.. sorry?”

Betty: “You know what to do with that apology.. Anyway. Jawnny, how are ya? How’s CandIce?”

Gargano: “Hey Betty, yeah she’s pretty great. I’m good.”

Betty: “Ooh well that’s good to hear. Say, I saw yer match the other night. I hate those N DUBBLE U O fellas. You were awesome once again.”

Ciampa: “Oh jeez, thanks Betty.”

Betty: “Not you, nimrod.”

There’s an awkward silence for the moment.

Ciampa: “....”

Betty: “....”

Ciampa: “....”

Betty: “....”

Gargano: *SLUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRPPPPPP*

Gargano’s monumental slurp makes Betty realise she’s got other places to be.

Betty: “Anyways, I’ve got orders galore, I’d better get back to it. Lovely to see you again, Jawnny.”

Gargano: “Oh yeah, see you soon Betty!”

Ciampa: “Dude, what the hell is that woman’s problem?”

Gargano: “I swear to god, you do not listen to yourself sometimes.. ANYWAY, back to the nWo, we’re next in line for a title shot, dude. One thousand percent. They cheated their way to victory, we beat their cronies. We deserve it. Simple. At Wrestlemania, it’ll be Outsiders vs DIY 2: Electric Boogaloo.”

Ciampa: “Whatever you say, man. Whatever you say.”

Ciampa takes a bite into his burger as Gargano continues on his rant.

Gargano: “Our Wrestlemania debut will be by winning the tag titles. Just think about how rad that is! I need to plan out my costume!”

Ciampa: “If you wear a Marvel based attire one more time than I just might shoot myself.”

Gargano looks to Ciampa with a grimace face.

Gargano: “I was thinking that my attire could be based on Thor and yours could be based on Iron-Man?!”

Ciampa: “You haven’t seen the new Avengers movie have you?”

Gargano: “Well, no. Me and Candice are watching it tomorrow.. why?”

Ciampa: “Might wanna rethink those costumes. Something’s telling me you haven’t got the body type..”

Gargano: “*SLURP*... What?”

Ciampa: “Never you mind, pal.. Never you mind.. This burger tastes worse than I remember.. shall we go?”

Gargano: “Yeah, I need to go grab my sketch book. These attires are gonna be so sick!”

They both stand up and begin to leave the restaurant. They step outside onto the gravel like side.

Betty: “Hey DIY! I’ve always hated you! FUCK YOU!”

We see Betty wearing an nWo shirt. She runs at the two with a kitchen knife in hand! Ciampa ducks whilst Gargano superkicks the sternum of the huge woman. Betty whelps in pain and drops the knife as Ciampa jumps on her back to attempt a rear naked choke in an attempt to put down this crazy lady whilst simultaneously throwing blows to stop her fending the pair off. so Gargano is continuously hitting superkicks to around her lower intestine but she’s not going down without a fight. All of a sudden, we hear the voice of a woman scream out.

?: “MOVE!!”

Gargano and Ciampa hear the plea and jump out of the way. A car comes dashing through, sending Betty flying through the air. The car stops, a huge dent in the front of it. The car is recognised by the pair.

Gargano: “Wait.. that’s MY car?!”

A foot steps out. And a familiar voice is heard.

Candice LeRae: “I always hated that woman.”

Johnny runs over and dives on Candice as Ciampa shakes his head.

Gargano: “I knew I married you for a reason. Hey Tommy! TOMMY!”

Ciampa walks off from the carnage.

Ciampa: “Thanks Candice! Wish I could stay and chat but y’know.”

Both Johnny and Candice are still on the floor due to Johnny’s tackle on his wife.

Candice LeRae: “You’re welcome? I guess..”

Gargano: “His head is still up his ass about the tag titles match.”

Candice LeRae: “He didn’t like the attire idea huh?”

Gargano shakes his head with a sad look upon his face.

Candice LeRae: “Shall we go back to the hotel and watch re-runs of Dallas?”

As if like magic, Gargano jumps up and pulls Candice up too.

Gargano: “I guess we’re walking home..”

Candice LeRae: “Oh well, you can tell me all about the ideas you’ve got for your Wrestlemania attires.”

The shot zooms out and fades as we Johnny and Candice walk hand in hand. Ciampa heading in the opposite direction with nothing but a mess left between them. The cameras move elsewhere.


The scene opens up to Leyton Buzzard with a huge smile, He raises his arms up as he begins to speak...

Leyton Buzzard: "Welcome to the hottest game show on the UWF Network, STROLLL WITH LEYTON"

"My guest today is non other than the worst kept secret in the UWF, Buddy Murphy!"

Buddy Murphy: "I am going to stop you there Leyton. The only reason I am here entertaining this idea is because it's in my contract to do any appearance the higher ups want me to do..."

"Let's get right into the action tonight..."

"This weeks round is a quick fire round each correct answer worth a point"

"Who am I even facing?..."

Leyton makes his voice higher as he responds...

"Leyton": "Me."

Leyton returns to his "presenter" voice...

"First Question, Who was the first Prime Time Champion on the Resistance Brand"

The question appears at bottom of the screen with four possible answers...



"Easy. Answer B. Drew McIntyre why even test me on such recent events."



"Correct, Well done off to a good start but will the next contestant, Who is quite a good looker if I do say so myself, please step forward to answer..."

Leyton steps to forwards as his face turns from a smile to a serious look, His face strains to think of the answer before...

"The answer is Drew McIntyre option B he had the title for a total of 81 days before he was robbed in his match at Armageddon against Billy can't even remember his name..."



Murphy looks annoyed as the scores appear below the "two" contestants...

Murphy: 1 Leyton: 2

Leytons voice changes into his "presenter" voice....

"Good job myself, For the extra detail you have earned yourself a hidden point!..."

"Ugh---"

"Second question, Who was the one who was pinned and lost last week in the fatal four way on Revolution 50?  "



"I lost last week because my own ego getting in the way of my judgement!"



"Right but negative two points for the wrong answer, What a shame Murphy now Leyton your answer?"

"The answer is A. Buddy Murphy, The reason he lost was because he was the loserest of losers in that match."



Leyton switches to his presenter voice...

"Correct and yet again Leyton you have earned the coveted hidden point!"

Murphy runs his hands through his hair in frustration as the scores show up below him...

Murphy: 0 Leyton: 4

"Final question worth TWO points, Who is considered by many to be the best to ever lace a pair of wrestling boots?"



"I am not going to even dignify that with a response, This whole show is rigged."

"Are you sure you wish to lock in "D" as your final choice"

"No--"



"That is incorrect Buddy, Leyton it's your turn to answer..."
 
Leyton switches between voices as he speaks...

"Thanks Leyton I would like to pick the hidden option "F" for Drew McIntyre"



Leyton switches to his presenter voice...

"That is correct Leyton with that final score of 6 HIGHEST in Stroll with Leyton history... you win and become our inaugrial "Stroll With Leyton" defending Champion."

"Thats all the time we have for tonights show, See you next week when you join us on a STROLLL WITH LEYTON!"

Leyton moves towards a podium with a cloth, He pulls off the cloth to remove a poorly designed championship with the words "Stroll With Leyton" on the plates. Gameshow music begins to sound as canned laughter and cheering is piped up with Leyton smiling and waving to the camera....



The titantron swtiches from the UWF Revolution graphic to a live feed from backstage. Just like last week, Larry Sweeney is shown sitting alone at the poker table in the nWo’s private locker room. He’s thumbing through a magazine of questionable repute, a small stack of empty bottles accumulating nearby and a fat cuban burning up between his left thumb and index. All three of his title belts are spread out on across the table. Perhaps it’s the faint humb of the soul music playing through the radio filling the absence, but Larry seems unaware that he’s all by himself.

Sweeney: Ahahaha! Nothin’ like a night off! And well deserved, too! After I creamed that mook Mikey Mizanin last week, it’s nice to see EC3 remembers who actually butters the bread around here. Must be savin’ his prize investment for Wrestlemania now! Ha! I bet he wants me in top form, eh boys??

When no murmuring of agreement echoes back, Larry, still not having looked up from his magazine, just keeps on chatting to the empty room.

Sweeney: Terrible shame about with happened with Rick out there. Terrible shame. And Christian gone turncoat on us? The nerve! The unmitigated gall! But we’re still the sharpest minds in the game. We’re still top talent. Unparalleled. Unmatched. We’ve still got more championship belts between us then the whole rest of that miserable locker room combined. Things have never looked better for the ol’ black and whites, huh? Hahaha, yep! And with you boys on my six, there oughta be no problems come Wrestlemania. No sir! Vinny Marseglia isn’t gonna know what hit him! Ain’t that right?

Larry finally looks up over the pages of the centerfold to see that there’s nobody there to see.

Sweeney: Kyle? Scotty? Big Kev? Edge? Helllllllo? Anybody out there?

He cranes his neck but doesn’t spot a solitary soul. Leaning over, he peaks under the table and then tumbles back, spilling over and rolling on the floor when a bushel of red balloons come floating up from beneath.

Sweeney: Ahhhh! What the holy hell???!?!?!?

The Triple Champ scurries awkwardly up to his feet, eyes darting around for any sight of the Horror King. He looks towards the entrance - it’s still shut. Then, from behind, the radio cuts out, and one by one, the red balloons pop. Pop. Pop. Pop.

Larry, ghost pale and hands shivering, sloooooooooooooooowly turns back around to see Vinny Marseglia sitting down in his chair at the head of the poker table. His axe is rested atop the stack of title belts. And uncharacteristically shrill gasp involuntarily escapes Sweeney’s lungs. He’s paralyzed. Unable to move at all. The lights flicker on and off, and then on and off again… and just like that, Marseglia is gone. In the blink of an eye. Like maybe he was never even really there.

Sweeney doesn’t waste a second in high-tailing it outta dodge. Mr. Sweet n’ Sour turns to run out the door, only for it to swing open before he gets there. The Outsiders walk into the room.

Sweeney: Oh my… oh my God! Scotty! Kev! You’re here! Thank the good Lord above! You shoulda… he was… he was there and then he was gone… and… where the hell’s Kyle? Where was everybody? We need to beef up security around here! Constant perimeter patrols! We need to get downright militant about this! I need to know everyone has my back!


The fans in the arena are cheering and raving and we go back to the commentary table



Tom Phillips: Ladies and gentlemen last week we saw the return of AJ Styles.



Mauro Ranello: Yes, Tom but it wasn’t the return we all thought we’re going to see from AJ Styles.



Corey Graves: You kidding me Mauro I always knew AJ Styles had a bad bone in his body.



Tom Phillips: Well gentlemen I just got reports right now AJ Styles is in the building and he is coming out at any moment now.



Corey Graves: Mauro. Tom. Just letting you know you’re going to be my shield if that lunatic comes near us.



The fans give a mix reaction.



Mauro Ranello: Well something must be going on because the UWF Universe is a alive in well.



All of a sudden the camera pans to the entrance stage and coming out from the side of the back it is AJ Styles.



Tom Phillips: There he is. There is AJ Styles.



Corey Graves: Like I said earlier I knew this man had a bad bone in his body. AJ Styles sent a clear message to Kenny Omega last week.



Mauro Ranello: A clear message is right as AJ Styles took out Kenny Omega and we won’t see him for quite some time.



AJ walks down the ramp, and he slides into the ring. AJ stands in the ring and he is handed a microphone to him. AJ has the microphone in hand, and he looks around at the fans giving him a mix reaction. AJ Styles goes on and he looks to speak, but than all of a sudden, a group of supporters start chanting “AJ Styles”



Corey Graves: I’ll say this it doesn’t matter what disgusting act AJ Styles does there are some fans in the UWF who just love him



Mauro Ranello: Corey AJ along with many other UWF greats has been a staple for a long time. He has a connection with these fans that most wouldn’t begin to understand, and I am sure people are happy to have him back despite the actions last week.


AJ lets the chant goes on, and AJ speaks his first words in a while.





AJ Styles: Gee would have been nice if you people were chanting that earlier. Y’know when I was sitting at home doing nothing. Well I can’t say doing nothing I was being a good husband something most of you wouldn’t know about.



Fans boo at what AJ said and AJ continues to talk



AJ Styles: Now this is the part where I tell you why I did what I did last week. Where I tell you why I attacked Kenny Omega and was targeting him for so many weeks. Well it is simple. There is no rocket science behind this, but I attacked Kenny Omega because people consider him the best. Though what bugged me is when I started hearing people call Kenny Omega the best of all time. That is what bugged me people were saying Kenny Omega was better than me. So, I felt chipper. I felt ready in wanting to face Kenny Omega so I gave UWF a call. I asked them “hey what do you think of me vs Kenny?” Do you know what they said? They said “Yeah that be great” I was happy excited because you people know me, I am always ready to go. I am always looking for the next challenge, but than all of a sudden a few words changed that. “Though if were gonna do this AJ were gonna have to change your contract.” Now I get it. I understand I have to restructure some things. Fine. I said no problem … They told me this: “Well AJ were going have to offer you a legends contract. We feel that is what your worth.”



AJ goes on and he just shakes his head and he starts laughing to himself. He gathers his composure and he continues to speak



AJ Styles: A legends contract? Really you think so little of me right now that I am only worth a few nostalgic pop appearances. So, I said no. I know my worth, and apparently so did the UWF. The UWF saw my worth to. Weeks went by, months went by, hell a whole year went by and guess what. Not even a call for AJ Styles. AJ Styles just sat at home pretty much labeled done, and mostly forgotten. It made me angry, it made me upset knowing that I was so easily replaced. You see there is no lies here I was bitter. I was bitter watching the product. So, it wasn’t until I saw Kenny Omega as the International champion that is when I became tick. All the message boards comparing Kenny Omega to the UWF greats. All the tweets saying Kenny Omega is the greatest UWF superstar right now. Though the one thing that bugged me was when I read a tweet that said that Kenny Omega is great but he may be as phenomenal as AJ Styles.



AJ Styles pauses and he shakes his head and the fans start dueling chants between Omega and AJ. AJ lets the chants continue on and as they die on AJ speaks



AJ Styles: So, I had enough. I was tired of people forgetting me. I was tired of sitting at home so I decided to swallow my pride and take a lower rate to return. But, not for you people. No, you people chanting my name now should have been chanting it months ago. You should have been asking for me months ago. So, now what am I going to do? Simple what AJ Styles does best just being Phenomenal. I am here to show not only to you people, but all these other so called great superstars here in the UWF that there will be no one better. So you people can cheer you can boo I don’t care because when I was at home forgotten you didn’t care about me so I don’t care about you.



The fans boo but there are some diehards who are still cheering for AJ Styles because of the history he has.



AJ Styles: Now I wish I could tell Kenny Omega to come out here but, it looks like poor little Kenny can’t walk for a while. The boy was calling for a fight and when the fight came to him what happened? Like I told him what will happen. GAME OVER! I told Kenny that and he didn’t lesson, and just like poor little Megaman he thought he was invincible, but Kenny there is always that one boss you can’t beat and that right there is me. So Kenny he won’t be here for a while, and you can thank me for that. The boy couldn’t handle me, and now I just want to know who can? I know who can. Ethan you have a world title opportunity with my name on it. I beat the so called best to the point he is not even here. So, I think it is only fitting you come out and award me with a chance at that UWF title. So come on EC my old friend come out and award me for my accomplishment.



Fans give a mix reaction when all of a sudden.



The crowd comes near-unglued as Kevin Steen walks out onto the stage, looking dead ahead at AJ.

Tom Phillips: "Wait, Kevin Steen? You think that this was EC3's doing?"

Corey Graves "Of course not you idiot, Kevin Steen came out here for one reason or another, so shut your mouth so we can hear what it is. The same thing goes to you too, Mauro!"

As Steen marches down the ramp, the crowd are electric, some fans already yelling "KILL STEEN KILL" as he rolls into the ring, staring AJ down before breaking his glare for a moment to take a microphone.



Kevin Steen: "So...what exactly was all that noise a second ago about Ethan Carter coming out here and just handing you a World Title shot? AJ, you must have hit your head pretty damn badly if you think that just because you beat Kenny Omega down, not even in an actual match mind you, that you deserve a shot at Sweeney. Hell, if it was that easy to have gotten a title shot, I should've been down here demanding the match with how I completely decimated Adrian Neville and Kenny Omega in my matches with them."

"But that isn't what I came back to the UWF for. I mean, would it be nice to have that one last run at the top of the mountain? Hell yeah it would, but I came back here to scratch an itch, the same one that you seem to have. For nearly a full year I had to sit on the shelf and watch people who, quite frankly, didn't deserve any of what they got in this company get title shots, get these big-name matches. When I saw Omega win the International Championship, it had sickened me, because soon those same forum posts came, where they'd compare him to what I was able to do as champ. The difference though, between you and I, is that instead of going after Kenny Omega with all the cryptic bullshit that you did, I just showed up. There was never a call about a legend's contract, there wasn't a talk about who I'd face when and if I returned, no. I showed up, told Ethan Carter that I was re-joining the UWF, signed the contract, went out to the ring and kicked the nWo's asses. It's the same exact situation as Neville as it was with you, AJ. All this buildup, all of this hype...for what? Another disappointing return that in the end doesn't leave you gaining anything other than more wear and tear on your body?"

The fans holler at Steen for that line, but he pays no attention to it and continues on.

Steen: "So you were tired of sitting at home and doing nothing, tired of being a 'great' husband, of providing for your family instead of being out on the road? Join the club, because that summarizes about each and every person who ever left and returned to the UWF. We all get sick of our second home in the UWF, and while some people are too cowardly to do a damn thing about it, the ones like us who have the balls actually do come back, climb into the ring, and do what they love to do. But again AJ, I didn't need some cryptic black roses, or game over screens to be able to come back, I just did it, and people knew right away who I was, why I was there, and why they should care about me being here. You at least made a bigger impact than Neville did, but I want more than that AJ...I know who you are, I know why you attacked Omega...but why should I care that you're back? Why should I give a damn about another relic of the past coming back and abandoning his family just for that one last high, to get his kicks one more time?"

Steen steps up, face-to-face with AJ, the two mere inches apart, but it seems Steen is looking beyond him...

Steen: "Prove to me why I should care, AJ...at Wrestlemania, give me a reason to believe that you aren't going to turn out to be another Neville...or, you might as well be just like everyone else who doesn't have the balls to return to the ring, and go back home to your wife and kids, where you belong."

The crowd "OOH"s Steen, but once again he seems unfazed, instead just outstretching his hand for a handshake to AJ. AJ looks down and thinks about it. He turns away but then comes back with a slap right to the face! Steen keeps his head turned, not believing the disrespect AJ just did. Styles throws his arms out, begging Steen to retaliate. Kevin slowly turns his head and stares him down all while AJ is mouthing off. Steen suddenly lunges forward and headbutts AJ right in the face! The Phenomenal One goes down and Kevin places his head between his legs, lifting him up and spiking him on his head with the Package Piledirver! The crowd is going wild as Steen returns to his feet and looks down at AJ, some blood trickling down his forehead from how hard he hit AJ. Steen points to the mania sign and hypes the crowd up as the segment fades out.




The feed cuts backstage where EC3 is standing by.



EC3: Tonight we've seen some great action as well as a few disappointing new hires who have already been cut from my roster. Everyone wants to make it to Wrestlemania but unfortunately, there's just not a spot for all of you. We all know that Larry Sweeney will be defending his UWF Championship against Vinny Marseglia in the main event but what about the rest of the card? A few challenges have been made and I've decided to make them official. At Wrestlemania, we'll see two behemoths form UWF's past duke it out as AJ Styles takes on Kevin Steen.

Families collide when The Bloodline goes up against the G.O.D.

After taking him to the limit and winning by count out, Kaval will do battle with the Velveteen Dream for the Intercontinental Championship. This time however I want no count outs. That's why it'll be a Fall Count Anywhere match.

There's room for quite a few more matches and one in particular I'm interested in is a fight between Adrian Neville and Minoru Suzuki. They clearly don't like each other and they've cost each other wins in recent weeks. I want to see a winner and a conclusive one at that. That's why this match will be held under special rules. It will be Hybrid Rules where the only way to win is by KO or submission.

And then we have the Television Championship. I've been going back and forth about who should challenge Aleister Black for his title. A lot of new blood has come up in recent weeks but no one has really stood out. I know Black and Miz both want a piece of each other but I couldn't give two shits what they want. If Aleister Black wants a challenge though, I'll give him one. At Wrestlemania he'll be defending the championship against two men who picked up wins earlier tonight. Ultramantis Black and Matt Hardy.

As far as everyone else is concerned, your time may come, or it may not. Prove that you deserve to be at Wrestlemania and I'l see what I can do.

The scene fades out and the show moves on.


Mauro Ranallo: Ladies and gentlemen, we want to take you back to last week when Sami Zayn was getting ready for his Television Championship match against Aleister Black. He was viciously attacked by the nWo, presumably because of his part in the Wargames match. Let's take you backstage right now to get a word with Sami Zayn.

The feed cuts to backstage where Sami Zayn is standing by with two big ice packs on his shoulders, still feeling some effects form the attack last week.



Charly Caruso: Sami, last week you suffered your first loss since returning to the UWF. Some say you primed to win the Television Championship had the Outsiders not attacked you. That was not the only person they retaliated against last week either. Do you stil plan on taking the fight to the nWo?

Sami Zayn: You know, a regular person would back down after being beaten down. Time and time again they use the numbers game to their advantage. I came here to prove that I don't need anyone else to succeed here and I think I've actually proved that. Had it not been for them, I definitely could have won the Television Championship. Now obviously the nWo seem to be having some troubles as of late. Christian gets destroyed by Edge, then Vinny makes Rick Rude and Edge disappear. the nWo are dropping off like flies and I have to believe it has to do with their loss at Wargames. We proved they can be beaten and now it's divide and conquer. The Outsiders however are a bit different. They've been a team for a long time now and it won't be easy to break them. That's why I finally gave in.

Charly Caruso: What do you mean?

Sami Zayn: I decided to take someone up on their offer.

Sami smiles as suddenly Becky Lynch comes into frame.



Becky Lynch: Outsiders you better watch yourselves, because The Man's comin' around.

Sami and Becky walk off as the scene fades out.


The camera fades into the Dream sitting on a couch in purple lit room. He's holding his title and and staring down at it as he shakes his head.



Velveteen Dream: Last week, the Dream "retained" his title against Kaval, but not in the way I wanted. The Dream goated him on and unleashed a side to him the Dream hasn't seen. He caught me off guard and the Dream panicked. And it's not fair to him or the prestige of this title with how that match ended, so the Dream is glad he'll have another chance to fight for this title At WrestleMania!

The crowd roars in cheers as the Dream smiles.

Velveteen Dream: This time Kaval, the Velveteen Dream will be ready. You want vengeance. I know you do. You didn't win the way you wanted and the Dream doesn't see that as fair, but at the end of the day, the Dream is still your Intercontinental Champion and Kaval vs Dream 3, this time we're gonna have a decisive winner, not by countout, not by DQ. You and I in a Falls Count Anywhere!

The crowd once again pop.

Velveteen Dream: This way, we can have a real winner. EC3 chose the best possible stipulation for us and it's on the greatest stage of them all! Every single spotlight will be on us and over 100,000 people will be chanting the Dream's name when I hold that title up high, standing tall still as your Intercontinental Champion!

The Dream begins to daydream with a smirk on his, but comes back to reality to finish his promo.

Velveteen Dream: The Dream can see it now! Feud of the year! Match of the year! Star of the year; the Velveteen Dream! This will be just another cornerstone to the Dream's list of accolades and Wrestlemania is going to be MY moment where I cement my legacy as the best superstar in the UWF. Kaval, the Dream wishes you the best of luck, but at the end of the day, it's

DREAM OVER!

The Dream puts his hand on the camera and it cuts to static. It cuts back to Mauro Ranallo, Tom Phillips and Graves.

Mauro Ranallo: This is official guys. Dream vs Kaval 3 and this time we will have a real winner via pinfall or submission.

Tom Phillips: We'll just have to see if this is gonna be the Dream's Wrestlemania moment or if it's gonna be his dream that is over.

Corey Graves: You see, Phillips, Dream pinned Kaval before and won. Kaval beat Dream by countout. He took the cowards way out.

Tom Phillips: I'm pretty sure Kaval tri-

Corey Graves: Shut up, Phillips!

Revolution rolls onward while Graves and Phillips bicker.


DING DING!

Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...

The lights in the arena dim down to near darkness, the movie preview screen flashing on the titantron once more, with the words a tad different from what is normal.

"pay homage to the TRUE king of the UWF...KINNNNGGGGG…AAAWWWEEESSSOOOMMMEEE!!!!!"



Just like that, the titantron kicks back to life with "The Man" playing, the fans riled up and jeering heavily as The Miz walks out, a significant stride in his walk as each step taken is filled with poise, grace, and most importantly - confidence. Once he reaches the convergence of the stage and entrance ramp, he takes a spin around to see the entire audience before stopping, looking out to the crowd and pointing at a "lucky" fan, a grin on his face as the crowd reject this attempt to get them to cheer.



Tony Chimel: "From Hollywood, California, weighing in at 221 lbs, he is the 2019 Mizzy Award winner for Superstar Of The Year, The Self-Proclaimed 'Most Must-See Superstar in UWF History, and 'The King of Awesome', The Miz!"

Not angry in the slightest at the lack of a positive reaction from the fans, instead just being pelted with heat, he continues making his way down the ramp, pointing to the camera as he reaches the ringside area, before then hopping up onto the apron, and entering the ring. Ready for another victory, at least in his mind, he waits for the sound of the bell.

Tony Chimel: And the partner...





Out comes the self-proclaimed Greatest of All Time, the Lionheart, Y2J Chris Jericho, with his usual fireworks display and light-up jacket.

Tony Chimel: From Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada... weighing in at 227 lbs... Chris Jericho!!!

Jericho heads towards the ring, showered in approval by the audience. The former UWF Champion embraces it, marching down the ramp and flashing a smile to his fans in the front row. Jericho high-fives a kid with a sign featuring Chris's best friend, The Miz, standing next to him, and hands the kid the scarf he was wearing.

Upon entering the ring, Jericho leaves the crowd with one final image before the start of the match.



Tony Chimel: And the opponents...



Scott hall comes sliding out of the backstage area with his arms outstretched, classic Bad Guy style with Kevin Nash shortly behind him. The crowd erupts in boos as the two stand at the top of the entrance ramp to pose with Nash holding up the Wolfpac sign up above his head. They begin walking down the aisle as Hall flicks a toothpick into the camera lens.

Tony Chimel: At a combined weight of 635 pounds, they are the Outsiders, members of the New World Order...Scott Hall and Kevin Nash!

DING DING!

As the ring bell sounds, in the corner of the former Intercontinental Champion and the former UWF Champion, it is decided that Jericho will start things off as Miz steps through the ropes and takes his place on the apron. Diagonally across from them in the corner of the UWF Tag Team Champions, it is decided that Hall will start things off as Nash steps over the ropes and takes his place on the apron. Hall and Jericho approach each other with Chris looking to lock up but as he lunges forward to do so, Scott smacks his arms away and connects with a headbutt.

Dazed, Jericho is left wide open as the, “Bad Guy” connects with a punch, then follows up with another, then turns around and connects with a Discus Punch that sends Y2J to the mat. Chris lands on his butt and puts his hands down at his sides to push up and regain his vertical base but as he does, Hall grips both sides of his head like he’s gripping a basketball and leans back, rocking forward and connecting with another impactful headbutt as Chris goes staggering back into the corner.

As he catches himself by grabbing onto the middle rope at each side of him, he isn’t safe for long as Scott is following closely behind and hits him at an angle, the side of his knee colliding with the abdomen of the rock star. As Scott lowers his leg, Chris stumbles forward as the former Razor Ramon flips him into a seated position and connects with a punch to the back of the head before grabbing Chris by each wrist and pulling back on his arms as Scott also plants one of his feet in between the shoulder blades.

The pain is tremendous as evidenced by the discomforted grimace etched on the, “Ayatollah”’s facial expression and the sound of his agonizing cries. Scott couldn’t be enjoying it more as he smiles at the handiwork he’s doing before Miz comes along the apron and, because they’re standing close enough to each other, leans over the top rope and grabs Hall’s ponytail, yanking on it. Scott releases the hold and turns around, pointing a finger at Miz who has his hands up like he didn’t do anything.

Meanwhile, Chris is holding his left shoulder and rotating the arm to try and get the blood flowing again, then switches arms before turning around just as Scott is turning his back to Miz and the two lock eyes. Jericho charges Hall as Hall goes for a wide punch but it turns out to be a set-up as Jericho ducks underneath the punch and dives towards Miz, tagging him into the match.

Miz grabs the top rope and springs up, perching himself on top of it, leaping off just as Hall is turning around and connecting with a double axe handle to the top of the head that sends Scott towards the mat. He puts his hands down and catches himself but Miz drives his knee the side of Scott’s jaw nearest him and drops that same knee onto his head, driving him into the mat with a sort of Curb Stomp situation.

Tom Phillips: Well The Miz certainly isn’t earning any brownie points with Scott Hall’s dentist right now, that’s for sure!

Mauro Ranallo: Those molars certainly just got impacted, yessiree.

Corey Graves: Scott’s probably had worse mouth pain from accidentally breaking a toothpick! You Girl Scouts need to quit getting ahead of yourselves.

In the ring, Scott’s face is still buried in the mat as he’s up to his hands and knees, beginning to push and head towards returning to a vertical base. Miz takes advantage of the positioning and stands at Scott’s head so that, from the looks of it, it appears the Outsider is bowing before the self-appointed, “King Awesome”. Miz outstretches his arms and tilts his head back, closing his eyes to take it all in but gets too caught up in the moment as this showboating leaves him open as Scott delivers a clubbing forearm to the solar plexus.

As Miz snaps back to reality, winces and leans forward from the pain and impact, Scott slips behind him and applies the Abdominal Stretch as he also hooks the nearest leg of The Miz and bends it upward at an angle. Scott’s laughing at the misery he’s putting his opponent through but just like earlier, he’s paying no mind to how close he is to the ropes as Jericho walks down the apron a bit and repeats what Miz did by grabbing Scott’s ponytail for a brief moment and yanking on it.

Hall throws Miz to the mat and points at Jericho who is shrugging as if he doesn’t know what Scott is on about. The, “Bad Guy” and the official begin to argue about whether or not he’s going to do anything about Miz and Jericho’s antics but while they’re in the middle of their heated argument, Miz hooks Scott in a full nelson but when he goes to sweep the leg, Scott hooks the ref’s leg with his own and brings it into the line of fire so that Miz trips the official as Hall throws an elbow back and hits the, “A-Lister” right in his money maker.

Scott smiles at the downed official but as Nash steps over the ropes, Jericho leaps over the top rope and charges across the ring, hitting him with a lariat that sends the big man over the rope to the outside just as his feet touch the mat. Chris slides back into the ring not long after as Miz connects with a low blow to Hall. As Scott reacts accordingly, Miz hooks the full nelson and sweeps the leg as Jericho runs over and leaps up as the two men hit the slick haired smooth talker with an impressive double team.

Tom Phillips: Skull Crushing Finale and a Codebreaker!

Mauro Ranallo: Miz and Jericho bending the rules in their favor before The Outsiders can. What strategy!

Corey Graves: Sorry to burst your bubble, marks, but Scott Hall has too much endurance and natural skill to get put down by a cheap trick like that!

Jericho steps back through the ropes onto the apron as the referee comes to. When the ref comes to, Miz goes for the cover but as he does, Nash has entered the ring as he delivers a stomp to break up the pin before anything is counted. Nash grabs Miz and leads him up to his feet before delivering a low punch to the abdomen and hoisting him onto his shoulder. Nash takes off running towards the, “Must-See Superstar”’s corner as he throws Miz like a lawn dart at Jericho, sending both men crashing and burning to the outside.

As the official goes to reprimand Nash for his rampage, he grabs Scott’s wrists and drags him over to the Outsiders’ corner, stepping over the ropes and tagging Scott’s hand as he raises it, then steps back over the ropes and starts making an angry beeline towards the opposite ropes, hitting the mat and rolling out under the bottom rope as he goes after Jericho and Miz. Both men are dizzily helping each other up as Kevin goes for a big boot to the back of the head of the unsuspecting Miz but as he does, it’s suddenly caught by someone no one was expecting.

Tom Phillips: That’s Becky Lynch!

Becky throws Kevin’s foot down and dares him to bring it on. The angry Nash cocks back his fist to deck her but Scott is there now to stop him, reminding him they’ll get disqualified. Sami Zayn is there now, taunting them that they suddenly care about the rules and now both Outsiders are seething but soon DIY come running down the ramp, Ciampa pushing back Nash and Hall while Gargano keeps Sami and Becky at bay.

The Outsiders agree to return to the match in progress as Jericho and Miz follow when suddenly, Becky kicks Gargano right in the balls!

Mauro Ranallo: What the hell?

Ciampa runs over and now a ringside brawl breaks out between the team of Sami and Becky and DIY. Nash is watching the brawl confused as, while he’s distracted, Miz tags in Jericho who runs over and hits the big man with a Codebreaker! Jericho goes for the pin.

ONE!


TWO!


THREE!

DING DING DING!

Tony Chimel: Here are your winners, The Miz and Chris Jericho!


The chaos on the outside prevents any sort of celebration. Miz comes behind Ciampa and tries to pull him away but Ciampa just turns around and instinctively decks him! Jericho just sees this and runs over with a baseball slide to take down Ciampa. Jericho moves to check in on Miz but Hall has grabbed Sami from behind and tosses him into Jericho! Hall is more than satisfied with himself but Becky chop blocks him and he falls to the ground. Becky then steps over and grabs his arm, putting him in the Disarmer! She's pulling on his arm with all her strength but she's suddenly hit with a superkick from Gargano! Johnny sees Nash start to sitr in the ring and so he runs in and starts beating down on him.


Tom Phillips: Here comes security!

Corey Graves: Good, these losers should be thrown out of here for attacking our champs!


Multiple security guards come out to try and separate the teams, Sami and Jericho brawling, Nash and Gargano going at it. Ciampa, Becky, Miz and Hall are licking their wounds so they're easier to separate. Ciampa however doesn't take too kindly to being touched and headbutts a guard who falls back into Becky. Lynch shoves him away and jumps at Ciampa, tackling him to the ground. She's striking Ciampa over and over until Hall decides to retaliate and pull her by the hair. Miz however is up and tackles Hall to the ground, still clearly not done with the nWo.

More security rushes out from the back to deal with this along with EC3. He has a mic in hand and begins to yell.


EC3: Stop it! Stop it right now or you'll all miss Wrestlemania!

All 8 wrestlers manage to get the better of themselves as EC3 continues talking.

EC3: You all want to fight so bad, then we'll do it at Wrestlemania. The Outsiders will defend their Tag Team Championships against DIY, The Miz and Chris Jericho and Sami Zayn and Becky Lynch in a tag team fatal four way!

The crowd pops for the announcement, everyone except the Outsiders getting a smirk across their faces. Hall and Nash are yelling at anyone who will listen but EC3 heads to the back leaving all four teams staring ech other down as the show comes to a close.



END OF SHOW


Confirmed for Wrestlemania

Tag Team Championship
Outsiders vs DIY vs Miz & Jericho vs Sami & Becky

Intercontinental Championship
Fall Count Anywhere
Velveteen Dream(c) vs Kaval

Television Championship
Aleister Black(c) vs Matt Hardy vs Ultramantis Black

Hybrid Rules Match
Neville vs Suzuki

AJ Styles vs Kevin Steen

The Bloodline vs G.O.D.



Credits

Batista vs Rollins - Max

Masters vs Ultramantis - Bodor

Hardy vs Havoc - Semi

Miz & Jericho vs Outsiders - Dresden

Neville & Suzuki vs Usos, AFTB vs G.O.D. - Danny

[mrleedles]

Solid show for the build to Mania. Rollins vs Batista was real quick, surprisingly but IIRC Rollins didn't TT, so makes sense

Masters no-showing is a damn shame, but it gives a very solid win for Wasabi

glad to have seen FJA continue on with TTing. Always sucks to see a one-and-done when it comes to matches, but still it was a good enough thread w/ Hardy

Neville stealing the pin was a nice touch for their match with The Usos, and the hybrid rules seem interesting, but heavily favoring Suzuki, no?

Working on the promo for Steen vs AJ was real fun, actually. Feel I had some good lines in there, and it's gonna be a fun match between us.

Is Edge dead? Not sure, but it seems that Edge is dead...

good writing by Dres for the main event. cluster-y finish aside, it was a solid match and builds well into Mania.....still want to get a match w/ Half sooner rather than later tho, but the story for this 4-team match makes a ton of sense so w/e

[Gone]

What a good show, lots of cool and crazy things happened and we got some matches confirmed for Mania. Let's talk about the big thing (imo) first:

Gur is taking an LOA. He said this in the server and the events that transpired with AJ saying Omega is injured and Edge and Lita seemingly getting killed by Vinny. It's clear as day that Gur is taking some time off to follow his dreams. His Velveteen Dreams you may say and I wish him nothing, but the best and don't let anyone tell you, you can't. Best of luck to you, Gur. Now, let's get to the rest of my short "reviews."

Uh, yeah, so good luck to Sweeney, amirite guys? Sweeney getting paranoid, his friends are seem to be getting killed off one by one. Sooner or later, it's just gonna be Sweeney vs Vinny and as much as good Fauche's reign has been and I'd love to see it continue, but the GFX guy in me wants the reign to end so I CAN HAVE SOME HIGH QUALITY POSTERS! I HOPE VINNY RIPS YOUR GUTS OUT SO I DON'T HAVE TO USE THOSE SWEENEY PICS EVER AGAIN! (Still love ya, Fauche)

Loving HeelBoi's work with DIY, great great stuff all around and with Danny moving Sami to the tag division where Dres has reign (I believe) to be the Head Booker of the division, it's gonna be an absolute slobber knocker match. And I absolutely love Danny play Sami with Becky. Little known fact besides George knowing, but I was planning on playing Becky with Sami. So I can now vicariously live my dreams through my main account Danny.

Jye bringing back his main comedy jobber Leyton Buzzard for a one off. Hoping one day soon Murphy socks him real good with that blatant disrespect to the best kept secret.

Hyped for George vs Suzuki. It's gonna be real cool to see George get rekt by him. I'm kidding, hun. Congrats to you for getting a pinfall victory. This is just a sign of things to come for you and your character.

Looking forward to Kaval vs Dream 3. This time we finna have a definitive winner via Pinfall/submission. Best of luck to you at Mania!

Joe getting hella rekt by THE BIG DAWG! That is all I got to say.

Steen vs AJ it seems. This is a very good replacement to Omega vs AJ, but I will not lie, AJ vs Omega has a better ring to it. But nonetheless, Chase and Leedles will tear it down. Then AJ will rebuild it and make Revolution the house that A. J. STYLES. BUILT!

Anyways, love yall. Loved the show. Glad we are still up and running! Gonna miss you, Gur! <3

[HeelBoi]

HEELBOI'S HEINOUS (smol) REVIEWS RETURNS! Well, not really, I'm posting one as I didn't have a match so.. yeahhhhhhh.

Show was fun as hell. Most of the matches for Mania have come through and trust me when I say, I think I've got the ultimate challenge here fellas; I have to face Mattchewie, Leedles, Brandyn and Danny. Shall I just throw the match now orrrrrr? For real, never TT'ed against Danny therefore, gonna be hella fun and I'm just gonna enjoy myself with it. Can't wait.

As Max stated, a big thing to say is Gur taking an LOA. Sad to see. Always been a fan of his work and I too wish him my best. Big love, Gur.

I'm glad Sweeney's world is crumbling around him. nWo are nearly finished boys. One more blow and we've got them. Ngl, i cannot wait to see this thread. Bloodbath yeah?

I'm kind of loving G.O.D. Can I join IRL? I'm not Samoan nor do I have any Samoan heritage but I got big dog status?

Thank ye Max for the love on my DIY promo. Usually, I stick to the whole 'we're better than you grrrr' kind of thing but I thought 'fuck it, let's have fun!' hence why Betty got fucked up. For those wondering, I'm not going to bring Candice in full time. She'll probably be appearing in promos and stuff more often though.

Fucking Leyton Buzzard, my god that's a throwback imo. I love you, Jye. Can't wait to see a further evolution of this Murphy by Jye.

Neville vs Suzuki. Big love for the pair. My fellow Brit versus the guy that ended Ciampa's undefeated streak. Cannot wait to read all of the Mania threads.

UGHHHH KAVAL VS DREAM 3. YES BOYS. CAN'T WAIT.

Styles vs Owens. I've said it once and I'll say it again. YES BOYS, CAN'T WAIT. (you're gonna be seeing this a lot.)

Danny's Sami and Becky scare me in kind of an adorable way. Does that make sense?

As stated, I'm absolutely gassed for Mania and I love all of the matches that have been announced. All could be possible Thread of The Year contenders if everyone gets on their A-Game for the 'show of shows'!

To conclude, gonna miss ya Gur, love you Max, love you Jye, love you, Leedles, love you, Brandyn, love you, Danny. Love you, all and I'm so excited to see where my DIY shit is gonna go. I kind of just make it up as I go along and I've received nothing but love so thank y'all. Have a great weekend, a great show and a great day.

BIG LOVE TO YOU BUNCH OF LEGENDS.

[Dres]

Good win for Batista in the opening contest. It’s a shame that it’s looking like the Rollins guy is going to fizzle out because a well played Rollins could be a great addition around here.

Great to hear from Cube. I like the logo and mandatory lobotomies for those opposing Cube is a great line. Because if they can’t see the great doctor’s vision, they shouldn’t be allowed to see at all, get it?

Well worded promo from Samoa Joe. I like that he’s kind of playing it straight laced with that sort of unsettling calm despite the severity of the things he’s talking about and the others when they talk are loud and vulgar. It’s a contrast that still gels nicely.

Got a message from the guy playing Masters the other day apologizing for his no-show. Real life things happen, as I told him, so no hard feelings and here’s hoping for big things regarding Masters.

I like that each week we have new ways that Neville neglects Nigel. Not because I enjoy seeing Nigel tormented but because logically, in storylines like this the abused snaps one day.

Miz finally answers back at Aleister. Definitely has his focus on a lot of different people right now.

Good match between AFTB and G.O.D. I’ll miss having AFTB around but the momentum the Gangdom gets from it is beneficial so I’d say it’s a fair trade.

Another creative promo from Black.

An Andrew WK reference and a Pinky and the Brain reference in the same promo? That’s why YOLO is the faciest face to ever face. Thank you for your gifts to us.

WONDERFUL! Matt Hardy WIIIINNNSSSS!!!

So Fauche pitched Vinny possibly being the one to write off Edge and Lita, so I sought out Gur’s blessing and he was gracious enough to give it to me. When I told Danny, he said he was thinking of that too so it all worked out. Didn’t know how I was going to do it until I started writing it, but I’d say it turned out well. I’ve had that elevator picture for months in the ol’ Imgur vault so I was happy for an opportunity to use it. I wish you well, Gur.

Quite a quirky thing that’s developed between Kyle and Despy. It’s entertaining though.

Neville and Suzuki with the win!

That DIY promo took a heck of a turn but I loved every moment of it. HeelBoi is great.

Nice throwback with Leyton. Creates a nice transition going from the DIY promo into this one.

Thanks to Fauche for that segment. I thought we’d go for something that keeps with the theme of the mind games Vinny played in last week’s main event and Fauche knocked it out of the park. Considering what was later written to write off Edge and Lita(as in Fauche wrote this earlier in the week and I wrote my promo yesterday) something more subtle works so this delivers in that respect also.

So we can finally say it now. CHASE IS BACK! I’m very excited to have my boy back in the fold, especially as the character he first made legendary. It’s a bummer he can’t go at it with Gur, but he and Leedles should have a good match-up.

Straight to the point promo from EC3.

Sami and Becky are now a team!

Good promo from The Dream.

I could’ve made the main event better. Put it off most of the week because there were no TT’s and I thought I’d have to write a squash and that didn’t motivate me. Then, hooray, TT’s appeared but with work and sick children and not feeling like writing on my birthday, it got put off further. So this is what came together last minute. Not saying I think it’s bad, just I could’ve done better.

Strong show. I’m impressed by how quickly Danny put together the Mania card and am now even more excited for the big event.

[George]

Hey y’all, what’s happening up in here? Many Wrestlemania matches set in stone just like that, and a couple of things I wanted to touch on before I actually get into the meat of this. First off, Gur is a fantastic TTer, and with this LOA (which I’m still yet to be updated on how long roughly it’ll be) he’ll only come back stronger. Me and him have had a little bit of a personal feud bubbling, but I doubt that there’s any real heat, I appreciate what he’s done for the fed so far and in the future (hopefully). To say that I’m not phased about not getting AJ vs Omega would be a lie, as I wanted to write that SO bad. I’ll settle with Steen vs Styles though. Second off, I wanted to add some more stuff to the show, but since I had a trial shift yesterday, I was kinda unavailable to do anything on that sense. Third off, I’m extremely happy that I’ve found some sort of groove with Neville, I’ve felt personally that I’ve picked up my game the last two shows, and I’m happy to actually get fully back in the swing of things. Development only rests in the future, if you catch my drift. Anyway, I’ll pump into it with the regular routine, y’all know the drill.

Top 3 Promos:
- EC3 being a complete cockwad as usual: The “I know Black and Miz both want a piece of each other but I couldn’t give two shits what they want” line made me giggle. It also announced 80% of the Wrestlemania card, so that’s a bigger positive in the books.
- Sweeney realising the nWo is no more: It’s great to see how lost Sweeney is without his pals nowadays, it’s great development, with Kyle away, with E&C gone, and all remains is Sweeney and The Outsiders. And at the end of the day, they aren’t too closely linked, so I doubt that they’ll survive for *too* long.
- Black down the dark road: Heckin edgy af. Is there more to be said?

Batista vs Seth Rollins:
It wasn’t the shortest match of the night, but still a short match nevertheless. But that’d be expected, with the newly added word limit from Danny, which is good for the writers. There are like 2 or 3 people who actually read the content in the match, and I believe pumping out 3k classics week to week isn’t worth it. The match itself was a squash? I’m not sure, dependant on the kickout. You don’t see Braun’s jobbers kick out in squashes.

Ultramantis Black vs Chris Masters:
I tried to maintain a lot of Ultramantis Black’s dignity last week despite me not wanting to write him in too much despite the lack of knowledge about them. A confident showing with this match one paragraph and it’s done! It could’ve probably made like 3 paragraphs with the offense dished out, but yeah, squash does a squash.

AFTB vs GOD:
Was a solid match this one, which was good, some nice buildup for Bloodline vs Gangdom of Destruction at Mania that’s always good to see, but I’d really like to see some more from Juice and Hardy, they’ve still got a lot of room to expand and to do some stuff with them. Good though.

Jimmy Havoc vs Matt Hardy:
Faf is really improving every week, but Cairns has always been on it. It wasn’t a long match but I thought it made a lot of sense, wasn’t too overboard, not overly fast. I like writing matches like this as I can add a lot of character traits in it, with Jimmy’s swearing and overuse of weapons, and with Matt Hardy’s beaten up body and constant deleting.

Neville & Suzuki vs The Usos:
I got quite a lot from this match and I’m thankful for this, and the win might not even be the best part of it. A nice little character thing with stealing Suzuki’s win, and a pinfall win. All gucci.

Miz & Jericho vs The Outsiders:
I genuinely thought they’d do this Jericho or Miz turn on each other to make their match be a thing, but them being in the big tag match is fine I guess. It kinda broke down later in the stages of the match with Becky and Gargano running in, but it was good for what it was. I’m happy it actually added to a match at Wrestlemania, but EC3 the kinda guy to see chaos and book it just for the sake of people not getting on his ass to get the match.