May 23rd, 2008
Live on from the America West Arena - Phoenix, Arizona
Pyros blast off at the top of the stage. Fireworks of
varying colors. The tune of "nine lives, nine times to die" blast over
the speakers throughout the arena. The fans are standing on their feet cheering
and clapping, the camera pans around the arena getting the smiling faces of the
McDaniel: "Ladies and Gentlemen allow me to welcome you to Friday Night Chaos, here in
Rayne: "We have an awesome show for you fans here tonight, so lets get right into the action."
McDaniel: "We have in store for you tonight, former PWA Heavyweight champion Lex Demise taking on The Grim Reaper in our main event."
McDaniel: "Don't be so sure, Circa will be taking on Scar, but in our first match here tonight, lets go to the ring for the introductions."
vs. Jacob Collins
Eric Emerson: "Ladies and Gentlemen, the first match is set for one fall and has a 15 minute time limit."
A familiar drum line begins as “Bulls in
“Some people have it and other people don't”
Eric Emerson: Now entering the ring…
“You been making some threats. Got my name and address
I'm breaking habits you don't want to know”
Eric Emerson: …hailing from
“Although I'm wearing my clothes, feeling cold and exposed, yeah
Woah, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh (Woah, Woah-oh-oh-oh)”
Eric Emerson: …standing at 6’3” and weighing in at 237 lbs…
“Don't say you miss me, you probably don't”
Eric Emerson: …LEDGE!
Ledge comes bursting from back. He stops at the entranceway, surveying the crowd and taking in their noise. He begins the long walk to the ring slowly,
letting every moment sink in.
“Well I been crossing some lines, that most folks won't yeah”
Woah, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh (Woah, Woah-oh-oh-oh)”
As the chorus starts, Ledge seems to come alive, spurting to the ring and sliding in under the bottom rope. He stands, throwing his arms into the air and
circling ring, allowing the fans to have their say.
“Don't say you're more than this, or above all this
With your "blah blah blah" and all your friends
Don't say you think you know when you know you don't
Because tonight the bulls are in Brooklyn and you're still at home”
As the chorus comes to a close, Ledge finds his corner and crouches into it, awaiting the start of the match.
Eric Emerson: "Introducing his opponent from
Cells by The Servant plays over the speakers as Jacob comes out dressed in solid black wrestling shorts, boots and both of his hands are taped. He strides to the ring, slapping
hands with fans on both sides before quick stepping up the metal stairs and into the ring. He spins once in the middle, basking in the roar of the crowd
before going to his corner to await the start of the match.
McDaniel: "This should be an interesting match up."
Rayne: "What is so interesting about it, might I ask?"
McDaniel: "Um... it is the first match here tonight which is always an honor."
Rayne: "What you mean is that it gets closer to the main event, which ends the show, which means you can get out of here, right?"
ding ding ding
McDaniel: "Ok the two tie up in the middle of the ring and Jacob is quickly thrown to the mat."
Jacob bounces back up to be met by closed right handed fists, Jacob is reeling backwards. Ledge continues to pour on the steam, backing Jacob firmly into the corner. Jacob tries to escape, but is caught by Ledge and thrown back into the corner.
Rayne: "You didn't answer my question."
McDaniel: "I care about Chaos, it is a great show, now lets get to doing our job. Collins appears to be in trouble early here."
Ledge lifts Jacob to a sitting position on the top turnbuckle, climbing up after him. Ledge hooks Jacob's arm around his neck and prepares for a suplex from the top turnbuckle.
"WHAM!" Ledge goes for the pin.
One... two... Collin's shoulder is up quickly after the second count.
Rayne: "Way too early after a pitifully executed top rope suplex."
McDaniel: "Ledge is trying to get his match over early."
Ledge bounces off the ropes connecting with a leg drop to Collin's midsection, driving the wind out of his body in a quick rush.
McDaniel: "Jacob is grabbing his midsection."
Rayne: "that looked like it hurt."
Ledge goes to the corner, climbs to the top rope and dives. Jacob rolls out of the way and Ledge hits the mat hard. Collins gets to the ropes, using them for support to get up, he is staring at the back of Ledge. Jacob hits the ropes and hits Ledge with a diving clothesline on the sitting Ledge. Ledge goes down and Jacob makes the cover.
One.. tw Ledge rolls Collins off of him and is thoroughly pissed now. Both get to their feet, tying up in the middle of the ring.
Rayne: "That isn't good, not only did he not get a 2 count, he has pissed off Ledge."
McDaniel: "You can't say that word on the air."
Rayne: "What pissed?"
McDaniel: "Yeah, that word."
Rayne: "I just did, twice. Pissed off, that was three."
McDaniel: "You can count, glad to see that your 6 grades of education paid off."
The two begin trading fists in the middle of the ring. Collins is getting the upper hand, backing Ledge up into the corner. Ledge ducks a right hand, hooking Collins in a headlock. Ledge drops to the mat drivingJacob's forehead into the mat. Collins bounces back up with quick strength, that surprises Ledge, Collins turns around and connects with an atomic drop. Ledge grabs his backside, turns around and is caught with a superkick to the chin. Ledge had seen the move coming, ducked, but still caught a slight piece of the maneuver. Jacob covers Ledge.
One... Two... thre No!, Ledge raised his should at the last instant.
Rayne: "That was close, maybe the closest pin I've ever seen."
McDaniel: "It was close, I grant you that, but was it worth making Ledge mad again?"
Rayne: "You mean, pissing him off again?" Yeah, you have to try and win at any cost."
Collins can't believe his luck, but doesn't argue with the ref, instead he grabs Ledge by the hair and drags him up to his feet. Ledge is bent over at the waist. Ledge twists to grab Jacob hitting his After Thought. Ledge covers..
One... Two... Three
Ding ding ding
McDaniel: "Where... did... that.. come from?"
Rayne: "Nowhere, from absolutely no where, but was enough for the pin."
Eric Emerson: "The winner of the match... Nick “Ledge” Ledgerwood"
McDaniel: "Surprising, but a good match, fans, we'll be right back after these commercial breaks."
"Are you board, tired, want something fun to do? If you answered "yes" to any of those questions, come join us live at a PWA show. Next week, we will be at the
Rayne: "Viewers at home, the next match should be a beuty. It pits the Grizzley Beer #1 contender, Duff Côte
McDaniel: "Grim Reaper took Duff to the limit at High Stakes, lets see if he has recovered from the match."
Côte d'Ivoire vs. Kyle Stevenson
Eric Emerson: "The following match is set for one fall with a 20 minute time limit. Introducing first standing at 6 feet and 5 inches, he weighs in at 225 pounds he is "The Iceman" Kyle Stevenson."
The familiar bass riff to “Schism” by Tool begins to play over the PA system. Then all of a sudden it stops and we hear a needle
scratch as if taken abruptly off the record.
The lights dim as the opening riff to “The End” by Roadrunner United begins to play. The arena turns a blood red as the first verse starts.
##Just when you thought it was over##
##The sky turned black and we all fell to Earth##
##Dead in our tracks, we were frozen in fact##
##Choking to Breathe then came the seas##
##Wash away impurities, wash away everything that couldn’t be##
As the song hits the chorus the man steps out in front of a white light projecting his silhouette out into the crowd. The lights come up to reveal Kyle
Stevenson standing at the entrance ramp. He’s wearing face paint and a black trench coat over his usual ring gear. He carries a
the ring with him. He stands there for a moment. He then walks calmly to the ring. He enters and goes to his corner. He sets the cane in the corner and
takes off the jacket. “The End” fading away.
[An old nylon-string guitar begins playing lonely notes over the loudspeakers and the sound echoes as if it's residing deep inside
of a sewer. When the first drum beat hits, building the anticipation, a series of black lights illuminate the stage and vapor dances in its glow. After
about forty five seconds, the classical guitar is interrupted by Randal Blythe's growling vocals.]
--Our father, thy will be done!--
[The classical guitar is replaced with distorted electric guitars tuned to drop D, playing the slow and droning "Vigil" by Lamb of God. The lights surrounding
the curtain flicker in a constant strobe and Duff Côte
tee shirt, blue jeans, and combat boots.]
--I have denied--
--This life its worth--
--I will not be the victim--
[He glances around to the crowd and the smirk turns into an arrogant, toothy grin.]
--Show me how it hurts to rot from the inside out--
--This vigil burns--
--Until the date our fires overtake you--
Eric Emerson: On the way to the ring: from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he stands at 6'7" and weighs in at 275 lbs., he is a member of the Masters of Armageddon,
Duff Côte d'Ivoiiire!
[He walks to the ring in long strides. He surveys his surroundings again before rolling into the ring. A lone spotlight shines on him as he plays the crowd
from the middle rope in the far corner for a few moments. They throw nothing a barrage of jeers at him as he laughs at their discontent.]
--OUR FATHER, WE FORSAKE YOU--
[Duff jumps down from his perch and waits impatiently for his opponent's entrance.]
McDaniel: "Lets get this match started, it should be great."
Rayne: "Indeed, did you perhaps smoke something or drink alot before the start of the show? You seem entirely too happy."
The lights in the arena go out, not even the emergency exit signs are lit. The sound of chanting is being heard over the speakers.
Rayne: "What the hell?"
McDaniel: "It's It's.. the... Grim Reaper"
A click is heard as McDaniel swallows.
The figure of Grim Reaper and Necro Mancer walk down to the ringside. The eyes of Grim Reaper, are seen under his hood, they seemed to be trained right on Duff.
Rayne: "I'm still wondering what in the hell these two are doing here."
McDaniel: "I... don't know, but they are coming to sit with us."
Duff turns to watch the progress ofGrim Reaper and Necro Mancer. Reaper looks up at Duff in the ring and makes the sign of breaking something. Necro Mancer motions for Grim Reaper to follow him, he obliges. Necro Mancer is seen walking right in front of the announce table and sits down with the announce team. Seconds later, the form of Reaper walks in front of the announce table and stands beside Necro Mancer.
McDaniel: "Um.. he he hello, Mr. Mancer."
Necro Mancer: "You are truly welcome for my presence. Let me give you some advice, Reaper can taste fear, so please continue to be scared, it is making him stronger."
Rayne: "Yeah Mancer, he does seem to be terrified enough for the entire crowd here."
Necro Mancer: "He is not the only one, but I am not here to announce the match, so please do your job. Mr. McDaniel, I do ask that you please stop whimpering, the fans at home will not be able to hear your commentary."
Duff turns placing his back to Kyle.
Duff: "What in the hell are you doing here, you freak?"
Reaper makes the symbol of breaking something again. Kyle takes the moment of distraction and begins the match.
ding ding ding
Kyle kicks Duff in the back, Duff grabs the lower part of his back, bending slightly backwards. Kyle hits Duff with a reverse DDT. Kyle jumps to the top rope and hits a moonsault on Duff.
Duff kicks out easily enough, Kyle is not discouraged as he goes back to the attack.
Rayne: "Duff seems to be off his game here with the presence of you Necro Mancer."
Necro Mancer is silent. Kyle bounces off the ropes again hitting Duff with a springboard moonsault. Kyle goes for the cover
Duff throws Kyle off violently, he gets to his hands and knees, but is caught by a boot to the face by Kyle. Duff falls back to the mat, grabbing his mouth, blood is dripping through his fingers.
McDaniel: "Duff is busted open."
Rayne: "Duff's mouth is busted open."
Kyle climbs to the top rope and hits a leg drop onto the back of Duff's head, driving his head harder into the mat. Kyle rolls Duff over and makes the cover.
one... two.. thre No!, Duff kicked out at the last instant.
McDaniel: "Give it to Kyle, he is making pin attempts."
Rayne: "Yeah, but he isn't getting the 3rd count, only the 1 and 2 counts. It is that 3rd count that is all important."
McDaniel: "Thanks for the wrestling lesson, I'm sure we had no idea."
Kyle is beginning to get frustrated at his inability to obtain a pinfall on Duff. Kyle jumps into the air, coming down with a knee on Duff's face. Duff rolled out of the way slightly, catching the knee on the side of the face.
McDaniel: "Kyle is taking the #1 GB contender to the max here early."
Rayne: "I think that Duff is thrown off by the presence of his #1 fans here at ringside."
McDaniel: "But he has to forget that they are here and concentrate on this match."
Kyle picks up Duff, he throws him into the ropes, he lets Duff pass him by before hitting the ropes himself. Kyle lowers his head aiming for a massive spear, but Duff uses Kyle's own momentum against him, planting Kyle with a DDT. Duff is up quickly, looking in Grim Reaper's direction.
Rayne: "He had better concentrate on the match at hand."
McDaniel: "Easier said than done with these two here."
Duff turns back to the match and the prone body of Kyle. He walks over to Kyle, dragging him over to the middle of the ring and sits down with a camel clutch, he is facing Grim Reaper.
Rayne: "He is taunting Grim Reaper now."
McDaniel: "I am not sure if that is a smart move for Duff to do."
Kyle screams in pain, but will not give up when the ref asks. Kyle somehow slips his arm down and to the ropes, breaking the hold. Duff grudgingly breaks the hold and begins to stomp away at Kyle's head. The ref warns Duff to watch out. Kyle again grabs the ropes and Duff is forced to stomp his hand off the bottom rope. The ref backs Duff away from Kyle. Kyle turns onto his back, catching his breath with the lull of the action. Duff slips past the ref and runs at Kyle, who sits up and pulls Duff by the waistband of his pants right into the top turnbuckle. Duff bounces back and Kyle bounces to his feet, runs and spears Duff in the middle of the ring. Kyle makes a cover.
one.. two... thre No!, Duff kicks out as the ref's hand touches the mat.
McDaniel: "That was three, I saw it."
Rayne: "Ah, shut up, that was only 2 and 15/16, not quite 3."
Kyle: "C'mon ref, that was three."
Crowd: "That was three(clap, clap, clap clap clap) That was three(clap, clap, clap clap clap)"
McDaniel: "See, the fans agree with me."
Rayne: "They are morons, what do you expect?"
Kyle is now arguing with the ref about his slow count. Duff gets up with the blood pouring from his mouth, blood is all over the ring, he sneaks up behind Kyle and rolls him up for a pin.
one... two... thre.. No, Kyle kicks out at the last instant.
McDaniel: "These two have exchanged many pin attempts here tonight."
Rayne: "But neither man can get the job done in the end, they need to hold them down for three."
Duff looks stunned that he didn't get the three count, he notices Grim Reaper move from the corner of his eye and he stands to watch the man. Grim Reaper does nothing but adjusts his robes. Kyle takes advantage of yet another distraction. He stands, whips Duff into the corner hard. Duff bounces back and Kyle hits Duff's finisher.
McDaniel: "That was Duff's Master of Puppets."
Rayne: "What Nerve on the part of Kyle, inventive, but cocky."
McDaniel: "They don't call him the Iceman for nothing."
Rayne: "No one but himself calls himself, The Iceman."
Kyle falls on Duff for the cover.
one... two... three
Ding Ding Ding
McDaniel: "Kyle did it, he has beaten the Grizzley Beer #1 Contender, with Duff's own finisher."
Rayne: "Duff had better pay more attention to his match against Riona if he plans to come out victorious."
Eric Emerson: "Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the match... The Iceman... Kyle Stevenson."
Kyle walks out of the ring and a stunned, bloody Duff looks at Kyle's retreating back.
Necro Mancer: "Now, for the reason we are here."
Rayne: "What does he mean?"
McDaniel: "I'm not sure."
Grim Reaper climbs into the ring behind Duff's turned back. Duff never sees Grim Reaper get in the ring, only realizing his presence when Duff is hooked into Reaper's Rack of Souls. Duff, who is normally a strong willed man, yells in pain as Necro Mancer orders Grim Reaper to squeeze tighter on Duff.
Rayne: "Can we get some security out here."
McDaniel: "This is uncalled for, security.. get out here."
Rayne: "Well, sorry to have to do this fans, but we must break for commercial."
"Come and join the PWA live in a town near you. Next week in
McDaniel: "Now, we're back and the ring has been cleared of the travesty that just happened between Duff and The Grim Reaper."
Rayne: "We are set for our next match. Scar against the Punjabi Princess Circa."
Eric Emerson: "The following match is set for one fall with a 20 minute time limit. Introducing first, she is the Punjabi Princess... Circa."
"Sleepless" by HellTrain hits and the strobe lights hit in quick fashion, they spin and twirl in a circle around the ring, before
focusing in on the entrance way. Circa comes out of the entrance way and begins to head bang a few times to the music before stretching and jumping a bit.
She dances to the ring and high fives fans on either side before jumping on the apron. She steps through the middle rope and goes to the closest turnbuckle,
raising both of her arms up in the air. She jumps off the turnbuckle and waits in the ring for her opponent.
Rayne: "Circa looks hot tonight."
McDaniel: "You and your sexual references."
Rayne: "Just because you are a flami.."
McDaniel: "I am not a homosexual, I am just tired of all of your sexual references all of the damn time!"
Rayne: "I am just merely pointing out the sweat on Circa's forehead, you know hot, heat, sweat, burning up."
McDaniel: "I get ya, just call the match."
Rayne: "What match, it hasn't started yet."
Gonna pulp you to a mess of bruises
'Cos that's what you're looking for
There's a hole where your nose used to be
Gonna kick you out of my door
(The lights go out. All we can see are flashes of light coming from cameras)
Gotta get into a fight
Can't get out of it
Gotta get into a fight
(A picture of a man flashes on the screen falling down through three scaffolds)
Gonna blow you to a million pieces
Blow you sky high, I don't care
Splatter matter on the bloody ceiling
Blow the building right into the air
(More pictures of this man wrestling in matches)
Gotta get into a fight
Can't get out of it
Gotta get into a fight
Gonna put the boot right in
Gotta get into a fight
Yeah watch me now
Eric Emerson: Coming to the ring, weighing in at 175!
What I want is power, more power
What I need is an innocent life
Wanna do it in the broad daylight
I'm the truck, I'm the suicide
Eric Emerson: He reigns from the city that never sleeps!!
Gotta get into a fight
Can't get out of it
Wanna get into a fight
Gonna get away with it
Gotta get into a fight
Watch me, watch me now
Eric Emerson: He is the one known as Scar!!!!
Yeah gotta get into a fight
Wanna caught the bullet
Wanna get into a fight
Gonna get away with it
(A spotlight hits the entrance as a man with dark shoulder length hair, a black tank top, black shorts and shoes comes walking out of the entrance. He
pauses at the top of the ramp.)
It's all for the greater glory
It's all for a Saturday night
There's a hole where your face used to be
I got you in my telescope sight
(He looks at the crowd and takes in his surroundings then proceeds down to the ring.)
Gotta get into a fight
Gonna shoot the bullet
Can't get out of it
Wanna get into a fight
Gonna get away with it
(He climbs in the ring and as he does the lights come back on)
McDaniel: "I do believe this will be Scar's first match with the PWA and he is given the unlucky task of taking on Circa."
snores are heard from Rayne's headset.
Still more snores.. McDaniel elbows Rayne and a grunt is heard from Rayne's headset.
Rayne: "Huh? What? Who?"
McDaniel: "You fell asleep there, which you aren't supposed to do lazy."
Rayne: "It is just that I fell asleep during that last entrance, too damn long geez. Who is this guy anyway, I haven't seen him before."
McDaniel: "If you had been awake, his name is Scar and this is his first match here in PWA."
Rayne: "I.. um.."
McDaniel: "Don't even say you wasn't asleep, it was obvious, the fans heard the snoring, not to mention the drool running down your chin."
A rustling sound is heard as Rayne wipes his chin drool free.
ding ding ding
Scar and Circa lock up in the middle of the ring, both wrestlers are about the same weight, although Scar has a slight height and weight advantage.
McDaniel: "Circa's speed won't do her much good in this match against someone near her own size and weight."
Rayne: "Um.. true, sorry, still groggy."
Scar uses his slight height and weight advantage to twist Circa's arm behind her back. Circa quickly moves left, then right, twisting Scar's arm behind his own back. Scar reaches back with his right arm, catching Circa's head, dropping to his knees, he flips Circa over his head. Circa lands on her feet, looks back at Scar and realization hits her face, that he just might be in a wrestling class like her own.
McDaniel: "What a move by Scar, what agility by both him and Circa."
Rayne: "Maybe this kid has something here."
Circa allows Scar to gain his feet again, he grins and waves at her prettily. The grin and wave infuriate Circa and she begins her attack. She rushes Scar, who is caught off-guard, spearing him to the mat. Circa quickly gets up, bounces off the ropes and performs a springboard moonsault. She misses as Scar rolls out of the way. Circa lands hard on her front, the wind is diven out of her. She tries to gain her feet again but is quickly taken by Scar in a belly to back suplex. Scar does not release Circa and hits a series of rolling belly to back suplexes. Scar holds onto Circa after the fifth suplex, Circa looks dazed, Scar hits her with a big atomic drop. Circa stumbles forward and Scar hits the Punjabi Princess with a bulldog from the middle turnbuckle.
Rayne: "What a series of moves from Scar, this kid is pretty good."
McDaniel: "Holding on to Circa after 5 or 6 suplexes and then hitting her with an atomic drop took some talent."
Scar hooks Circa into the beginnings of a surfboard, synches in the beginning of the hold, falls back and the hold is applied. The ref inquires if Circa wants to submit, but she shakes her head no. Scar continues the hold, but the strain of holding up Circa is beginning to wear on him as sweat begins to bead up on his brow.
McDaniel: "He can't hold that move for long."
Rayne: "Exactly, because you are holding your opponent up in the air and gravity is trying its best to bring the body back down to Earth."
Scar finally breaks the hold, Circa falls to the mat grasping her lower back. Scar senses weakness and goes on the attack of Circa's lower back. Scar dropkicks Circa in the back, she goes through the ropes and to the outside. Scar climbs to the top turnbuckle and dives with a shooting star press onto Circa, he connects solidly.
Rayne: "The crazy idiot!"
McDaniel: "Dangerous, but effective move."
Scar picks both himself and Circa up, whipping her into the guardrail on the outside. Circa hits the rail with a grunt and a thud, she is bent over the rail. Scar climbs to the apron, runs and dives. At the last instant, Circa falls back to the concrete, Scar's dive hitss the guardrail with his full weight. The force of the blow carries him on over and into the crowd. Circa is still not moving on the outside, the ref's count is up to 5.
Rayne: "Idiotic, dumb even."
McDaniel: "If it pays off, great move, but if he misses, he may just have taken himself out of the match."
Circa is beginning to move around, using the rail for support she gets to her feet. Looking over the rail she sees Scar lying motionless on the concrete. Circa rolls back into the ring to break the ref's count before climbing out of the ring again. Circa picks up a chair, climbs up on the guardrail and gets in position. Circa tightrope runs down the guardrail to where Scar is and dives with the chair in front of her, landing on Scar.
McDaniel: "That looked like it hurt Circa as well as Scar."
Rayne: "Circa is not afraid to put her body on the line for a victory, in any type of match."
Ref: One... Two... Three... Four... Five..."
McDaniel: "Neither wrestler is moving, the victory may go to whoever can get back to the ring in time."
Ref: "Six... Seven... Eight..."
Circa has dragged herself back over the guardrail and into the ring, breaking the ref's count at Nine. She looks hurt and tired, Scar has gotten himself over the guardrail and nearly to the ring, before falling down on the concrete again. Circa sees an oppurtunity for more damage and climbs to the top turnbuckle. She dives, but catches Scar's raised boot under her chin. Circa hits the floor in a heap, both wrestlers just lay there listening to the re'f count again.
McDaniel: "Why would she do that?"
Rayne: "To cause damage, injury your opponent and then cover for the victory."
Scar gets back to his feet again, rolling in the ring to break the count at six. He bounces off the opposite ropes, but accidently catches the ref on his return, knocking the ref down and throwing him off course. Scar gets frustrated at the interference by the official.
Rayne: "You think Raizor could get some better officials that know to get out of the way when a match is in progress."
McDaniel: "I'd watch it if I was you, Raizzor is looking to cut down on expenses since gas prices are so high."
Scar gets out of the ring and pulls Circa back into the ring. They both climb up to the top turnbuckle, Scar punches Circa in the stomach, doubling her over. He places her in a powerbomb position and dives towards the announce table.
McDaniel: "Not here"
Rayne: "Damn it!"
The sounds of headsets being thrown, the table breaking, and grunts of pain are heard.
Scar and Circa bounce back up slightly after the impact of the powerbomb through the announcer's table, Scar falls back from his sitting position. After a few minutes they both begin to stir again and crawl towards the ring, weakly. They both crawl right beside each other, but seem to not have sufficient strength to do any further damage to each other. They reach the ring and place their arms on the apron. They take a rest there and Circa looks at Scar who is smiling, before Circa delivers an elbow right to his face. Scar falls backwards and Circa climbs into the ring where the ref is finally beginning to stir. Circa rolls into the ring and just lays there staring up at the lights, breathing hard, spent, not able to do much more at the present time.
McDaniel: "Well, we don't have a table, but we can still call the match."
Rayne: "During the next commercial, gas prices or not, Raizor had better get another table out here. Wrestlers and destroying people's property, that is where the extra money goes."
Scar has gotten to his feet and slid into the ring, he seems to be spent as well and both are moving slowly. Scar crawls over to Circa and covers her.
One......(slowly) Two.....(slowly) Thre Circa took the entire two count to raise her shoulder, but got it up in the nick of time.
Rayne: "That was close."
McDaniel: "We have had a number of close counts tonight."
Scar gets upset with the ref's extremely slow count, but doesn't have the energy to fight about it.
Rayne: "Scar isn't going to argue that call, we've had enough of that tonight too."
McDaniel: "I honestly don't think Scar has the energy to argue the call, he is saving the energy for the match."
Crowd: "Boring, boring!"
Circa hears the crowd and seems to gain some more energy, she flips up off the mat and looks for Scar, who is no where to be seen. She turns around to find him perched on the top turnbuckle, he connects with a missle dropkick to Circa's face. He goes for the cover.
Circa kicks out after two, both her and Scar's energy seemed to have been renewed. She is whipped into the ropes, bounces back, ducks under the clothesline attempt, slams on the brakes and hits Scar with a spinning roundhouse kick to his temple. She goes for the pin.
one... two... 2 3/4 and Scar kicks out.
Rayne: "Another close pin."
McDaniel: "The fans are back in it now."
Crowd: "Circa, Circa"
The crowd's chants for Circa seem to be helping her energy level and she goes on the attack with more determination. She lifts Scar to his feet and slaps him to the corner. Scar winces in pain each time Circa slaps him on the chest, he is backed in the corner and is delt a bunch of chops to his chest. Circa climbs up to the middle turnbuckle to deliver some mounted punches, but Scar grabs her and twists her around. He slaps her face a few times and mounts the ropes as well.Scar punches Circa in the face then grabs her head under his arm. He looks to the crowd and laughs at their attempts to distract him from his move. Scar jumps from the middle rope bringing the top of Circa's head down into the mat with a modified DDT.
McDaniel: "That had to do it, Circa's head made an indent in the mat."
Rayne: "Cheap equipment is all, cheap equipment."
Scar goes for the cover.
one... two... thre.. No, Circa's foot is on the ropes. Scar can't believe it, the victory was so close.
McDaniel: "I surely thought that was it."
Rayne: "Well, it wasn't."
Scar picks up the weary Circa and carries her to the middle of the ring, far away from the ropes. He body slams her on the mat before climbing to the top turnbuckle.
Rayne: "Be careful they don't break, it is cheap equipment here."
McDaniel: "Dude, Raizor can watch this broadcast."
Rayne: "If his tv is anything like our equipment here, he can't see it, hell a blind man could see more."
McDaniel: "That was just uncalled for."
Rayne: (in a bored voice) "True though, anyways we are yet again waiting on another move from the top turnbuckle in this high flying match."
Scar dives and hits Circa with a frog splash. He covers.
one... two... three
ding ding ding
Eric Emerson: "The winner of the match... Scar."
McDaniel: "That was a very good match, if it wasn't for that one spot in there when they were too exhausted to move."
Rayne: "If you say so."
McDaniel: "Fans, stay tuned for a
"Fans, coming up next is a card that you aren't going to want to miss. "Grade A" Alex Wilkie will be taking on Fire, The Dead Pool will be in action, not to mention a Fued Ending Match between Project X and Enika Engel. You've heard him on PWA Radio, he is the host The Phoenix and he will be taking on Mark McNasty in a Battledome Cage Match. Stay tuned for Pioneer Wrestling Association's Friday Night Rampage, directly following this show."
The camera catches Seamus and Sean walking into a room. Sounds of breaking glass can be heard from beyond the closed door. Bud Adams motions for the camera to come with him, he has a microphone in his hand and heads for the closed door.
Sean: "Yeah, what you want?"
Sean: "Yeah, sure, come in."
Bud Adams is shocked that he is actually getting an interview with The O'Connor Boys, not that their better than everyone else, they just don't do interviews.
Sean: "Seamus, we got some visitors,
The crowd is now heard chanting "0 and 2" Seamus cocks his head to the side listening to the crowd's chant.
Seamus: "Well if we ain't it is a bad time to not be ready, because the damn thing is here."
Sean has now finished wrapping his fists and wrists in tape. Seamus and Sean meet at the pan full of broken light bulb glass. They press the taped portions of their hands into the shards of glass and roll them around in the glass.
Sean: "Simple my man, pain, when we hit those two piles of smelly shit, it'll cut them to shreds."
Seamus: "We put the sticky side of the tape outwards, you dumbass, so the glass will stick to the tape."
Sean: "Now, it is time for our appearance, Seamus, get the weapons, I'll get the other surprise."
O’Connor Boys vs. Might & Magic
"Those two are going to cause some pain in this upcoming match."
McDaniel: "Well, they'll have to do something drastic to beat Might and Magic, two well schooled veterans."
A loud guitar riff hits the PWA P.A system and begins to pick up speed, until the voice of Dropkick Murphys begin singing
"You say its because we're boisterous
You hate us 'cause we got our dignity "
At a total combined weight of 295 pounds, originally from Dublin, Ireland ; now making their home in Boston, Massachusetts, and supposed former members of the IRA, they claim to be the only true Irish tag-team in the PWA.... The O'Connor Boys.
The identical twin brothers walk down to the ring. Behind them the Irish National Flag waves in a breeze on the PWA Big Screen. They stare at the ring and seem to be prepared for any kind of fight.
"We stand together so proud and strong
This is a place where we belong "
"We got loyal friends
We keep our heads held high,
We'll stick together you and I "
They arrive at the ring and roll under the bottom rope and calmly walk to their corner and await the match.
"But the blood that runs right down your wrist
Don't come from a knife, but the cuts on your fist "
Waiting on the entrance music of their opponents to hit the P.A system, the final words of the first verse finish and then the chorus plays:
The city streets are where we roam.
Don't need no gang to watch my ass
Just loyal friendship and a pint of Bass
In the midst of the chaos and insanity
I'm a member of the working class society
We'll sweat in the ring and bleed in the streets
But our will and spirit can never be beat
You can shoot and you can kick but together we'll stick
Through thick and thin not stick or stone
Can break the bond that has here grown
Arm and Arm We Fight As One.
The city streets are where we roam."
McDaniel: "They do look readyfor a big time street fight."
Rayne: "As stated before, they need to be ready, it isn't going to be easy."
Eric Emerson: "Weighing in at 425 pounds and standing at 6'10", Moke Doshky."
The arena lights turn red as Rammstein's "Amerika" plays over the PA. Fantastic Andy Stricklin comes out onto the entrance ramp in
his usual garish attire. As the music picks up, he motions to the entry-way and "The World's Strongest Man" Moke Doshky comes out. Stricklin leads Doshky
to the ring, holding the ropes for Doshky, which Moke ignores, stepping over the top rope and into the ring.
Eric Emerson: "Now introducing his tag-team partner, weighing in at 225 pounds and standing at 5'10, he is The Dragon."
The main arena lights go out as spot lights sweep over the arena. "Shout at the Devil" by Motley Crue starts up and the Dragon comes
out to the top of the entrance ramp, followed by Fantastic Andy Stricklin. As the music picks up, pyros explode along the ramp. Stricklin leads the Dragon
to the ring and holds the ropes for him to enter.
Rayne: "Ok, lets get this party in motion."
McDaniel: "With this being a street fight, it does not have to begin or end inside that ring, so I wonder how far this thing is going to get out of hand."
Rayne: "The ref is going to have to travel as far as these guys do in their fight."
Seamus and the much taller Moke tie up in the middle of the ring, Moke quickly picks up Seamus up in the air and throws him to the ground. The Dragon quickly brings the attack to the fallen Seamus as Sean begins the attack on the big Moke. Moke again, picks up Sean and tosses him to the ground. Moke begins to laugh at the attempt of Seamus and Sean. The crowd begins to cheer the often hated team of Might and Magic, they are not used to the cheers and they both turn to the crowd to taunt them. That action gives Sean and Seamus the oppurtunity they needed and they both attack their respective man, Seamus has Dragon and Sean has Moke.
Rayne: "The cheers of the crowd has distracted Might and Magic just enough to give the O'Connor Boys a chance here."
McDaniel: "Yeah, and they had better take care of it, because they are going to have to use speed and brute unmentionalable force to win this match."
Rayne: "If it is un.. mention..able.., why did you mention it?"
McDaniel: "Just.. oh hell.. nevermind."
Sean has taken a chair wrapped in barbed wire and hit The back of Moke's head with all of the strength he has.
Rayne: "Oh no, we are going to see a Ninja Turtle."
Moke gets up and turns to find a very shocked Sean holding the chair in his hand. Blood is dripping down the back of Moke's head and there is fire in his eyes. Sean begins to back up and runs into the corner, still facing Moke.
Moke raises his hand into the air and yells: "Turtle Power!"
McDaniel: "Damn, this doesn't look good for Sean now, not good at all."
Moke grabs Sean by the throat and tosses him from the ring onto the concrete that surrounds the ring.
*other side of the ring*
Dragon takes Seamus by the head and begins to throw closed right hands into his face. Seamus raises his hands in defense and rakes the taped fist across Dragon's face, ripping him open. Blood begins to flow instantly and now both Dragon and Moke are bleeding.
Rayne: "The team of Might and Magic are already bleeding and we are only 3 minutes into the match."
McDaniel: "This is going to get only bloodier."
The 4 wrestlers brawl throwing both rights and lefts outside the rings until the action spills across the guardrail. The four battle up the steps in the arena and come out in the foyer of the arena. Moke picks up Sean and gorilla presses him into the concession stand table, Sean lands with a thud, unmoving. Seamus seeing his brother take such a terrible blow goes to help his brother but is caught with a superkick by Dragon. The Dragon covers for the pin.
one... two...Seamus kicks out easily.
McDaniel: "That was too early, besides they are going to have to cool down the O'Connor's Boy's fire before a pin can be made."
Moke turns to help his partner deal out some punishment to the other O'Connor Boy, Seamus.
Rayne: "Smart move here, divide and conquer."
McDaniel: "Yeah, usually, but neither Moke or The Dragon see Sean with that cash register, poised to strike."
Sean leaps from the countertop, bringing down the cash register on top of Moke's head.
Rayne: "Now do we go back to Moke Doshky or is he still a Ninja Turtle?"
McDaniel: "Right now, he is knocked out."
The brothers have eliminated the bigger of the men for the meantime and take advantage of the time for 2 on 1 action.They both begin to hit The Dragon with their glass covered fists driving both force and glass into The Dragon's face.. Seamus goes about half-way between the countertop and the wall where The Dragon is being whipped towards Seamus by Sean. Seamus performs a drop toe hold and the face of The Dragon is slammed right into the counter top of the concession stand.
McDaniel: "Did you see the verocity of Dragon's head snapping back after that move?"
Rayne: "Yeah, I did, but the brothers had better hurry if they are going to try and get a pin, Moke is moving already."
Both brothers looked shocked at the big man moving already and both quickly go for the cover.
one... two... thre.. No, Moke picked up both men and rammed their heads together.
Rayne: "They had it, but Moke made a very timely save."
McDaniel: "It was so close that I think the ref's hand actually did hit the floor, let's take a look."
A small video comes up and their is slow motion of the count, but it decisively shows that the pin was broken up right before the ref's hand hit the floor half an inch from the third count.
Rayne: "That was close, but Moke is pissed and is taking it out on the brothers."
McDaniel: "Truly a big, bad, and mean giant."
Moke tosses Sean to the floor and kicks him while holding Seamus by the throat. Moke then tosses Seamus towards the wall but somehow Seamus rebounds off the wall with his feet and connects with a spinning kick to Moke's head.
Rayne: "Another hit to Moke's head, I'm giving up whether he is a Ninja Turtle or just plain Moke."
McDaniel: "Well, nothing was plain about Moke as either a Ninja Turtle or as himself, but that was one hell of a move there by Seamus."
All four wrestlers are on the ground, but The Dragon is beginning to stir. He gets to his hands and knees just as both Sean and Seamus do the same. The three men go at it, The Dragon fending off both men, before finally the numbers get to him and he is taken down agai.
Sean: "Outside, bro?"
Seamus: "Yeah, got to."
The brothers leave the giant Moke lying on the floor and take The Dragon outside to make it anofficial street fight; however, they do not see Moke stirring to follow them.
McDaniel: "They are on
Rayne: "That is the point my most intelligent friend."
Sean slaps a trashcan lid on top of The Dragon's head, while Seamus holds him. Moke walks out the door and finds the two brothers double teaming his long time friend and something finally snaps in the big man's mind.
Rayne: "Oh no, do you see that look on Moke's face, I think maybe he has turned into The Shredder."
McDaniel: "Ok, enough with the Ninja Turtle jokes, they are getting old."
Rayne: "Yes Sensai."
McDaniel: "you are helpless and you wonder why you can't announce on Rampage, pitiful."
Moke rips Sean from the attack and delivers a huge powerbomb to the concrete sidewalk, before turning and doing the same to Seamus. Moke covers both men easily and the ref drops for the pinfall attempt.
one... two... thr No, both shoulders came up.
Rayne: "Did they do that, don't know."
Moke and Dragon begin to slam the heads of the brothers into the car parked at the curb. Sean and Seamus are now busted open worse than Might and Magic, but seem to be grinning under the mask of blood. Moke body slams Sean onto the car, crumpling the trunk. The Dragon backs up and runs and does a reverse hurricanrana onto the hood of the car.
McDaniel: "What a freaking move, the brothers have to be out cold now, they just have to be."
Rayne: "Not yet, they are moving again."
The four men tie up again and are now battling in the street, cars flying by, but somehow they make it to the other side of the street and head around the corner. The camera crew follows the action.
Rayen: "Are they on
McDaniel: "All I know is that it is action street at the moment."
Seamus waits around the corner and drops Moke with a trash can shot to the face.
The big man goes down and hits his face again on the trashcan. There is some scaffolding on this side of the arena and Seamus climbs up to the top of the structure, about 2 stories high. Sean climbs onto the trunk of a car at the curb and gets The Dragon ready for a powerbomb onto the back glass of the car. Seamus dives and his leg comes across the throat of The Dragon, Seamus is hurt from the impact and falls off the side of the car, backwards.
Seamus: "Pin his ass!"
Sean does just that and covers The Dragon for the pin.
one... two... three
ding ding ding
McDaniel: "No regard for their own self or for other's property, but damn what a move."
Eric Emerson: "Ladies and Gentlemen, the winners of the match, Seamus and Sean O'Connor, the.. O'Connor Boys."
The crowd can be heard cheering in the arena and both Sean and Seamus look at each other and grin. They turn to the camera fully, saying, "Thanks fans, thanks alot."
"Yeah, I'm The
Reaper vs. Lex Demise
"We are in for a treat tonight as we have the former PWA Heavyweight
Champion in a match against The Grim Reaper with Necro Mancer."
McDaniel: "Well, Les is on Rampage quite a bit, time he brings some class to this show."
McDaniel: " Yeah?"
Rayne: "Shut Up!"
Eric Emerson: "Ladies and Gentlemen, the next match is set for one fall with a 20 minute time limit. It is your main event for this evening, it will pit The Grim Reaper against the former PWA Heavyweight Champion Lex Demise."
Lights go black and a single spotlight lights up the arena entryway.
Emerson: Making his way to the ring....
"Exile" by Soilwork plays over the PA. Upon the opening words of the song, a man clad in a black trenchcoat and jeans enters the arena, surveying the ring.
His long sandy hair is no longer dyed. A Jack Skellington skicap covers his brow. Eyes hidden behind black-rimmed Oakleys, he sniffs once and strokes his
chin before idly making his way down the ring, seemingly disinterested by the whole affair.
The man stops halfway as he seems to be looking for someone or something at his side. A long forgotten figure. She's not there, never is. Slowly he moves
into the ring, removing his glasses and skicap. The light catches a reflection off his glass eye, firmly entrenched in his left eyesocket. He removes his
trenchcoat and leans back in the corner, uninterested in the rest of the world around him.
Eric Emerson: "Now for his opponent. Weighing in at 245 pounds, standing at six feet and 5 inches, from anywhere and everywhere, controlled by his manager Necro Mancer, The Grim Reaper."
The music begins playing, barely heard at first, then the chanting becomes louder and louder. The smokey fog flows in from everywhere, the backstage, under the ring, the ceiling, and with the lights barely lit, the smokey fog is unpenetrable. The figure of a man stands at the top of the entrance ramp as bolts of lightning strike around the arena. The figure slowly walks down the ramp, behind the boney form of his manager, who is carrying a human skull. The Grim Reaper is hooded in the darkest black robe, his face is hidden by the hood and he is carrying a long handled sickle. The walk is slow and purposeful and seems to take forever; however upon reaching the ring, he climbs into the ring and stands in the center of the ring. Necro Mancer raises his hands and brings them down slowly; similtaneously, the lights brighten and the music stops. With deliberate slowness, Necro Mancer removes Reaper's robe and places it on the ring apron afterwards, he places the sickle on top of the clothing. Grim Reaper then turns to face the entrance ramp, thus, his opponent. Necro Mancer slides out of the ring and turns to face the Grim Reaper, ready to control him through the match.
McDaniel: "This should be an exciting matchup here, Lex is one of the originators of dark demented thoughts."
Rayne: "Yeah, Grim Reaper probably stoll them."
McDaniel: "Be careful because he just might hear you."
The two men lock up in the middle of the ring with Grim Reaper getting a slight advantage, bending Demise backwards and down to the mat. Lex Demise begins to shake with the effort and powers back up to a vertical base against Reaper. Demise pushes against Reaper, but suddenly kicks Reaper and hits hisSinner's end out of nowhere.
Rayne: "It's over, that was the Sinner's End."
McDaniel: "Where did it come from?"
Necro Mancer is beside himself with the match possibly over so soon, he begins to chant as Demise goes for the pin.
one... two.. thre.. Reaper's right shoulder pops up at the last instant and Necro Mancer looks drained from the effort. Demise had heard Mancer's chanting and heads outside the ring to prevent that from happening again.
Rayne: "Mancer is in trouble now."
Mancer begins to run around the ring carrying his trademark human skull with him. Reaper rolls out of the ring heading in the opposite direction from the chase.
He crouches at the corner turnbuckle and as Necro Mancer runs past him, he catches Demise by the throat and chokeslams him onto the concrete.
Ref: "Four, come on you two get it back in the ring."
McDaniel: "I tend to agree with the ref here, lets see some ring action."
Grim Reaper rolls back into the ring, effectively breaking the ref's count, before promptly rolling back out of the ring. He grabs a steel chair and heads to Demise, who is beginning to stir. Demise gets up, but looks groggy, he turns, seeing the chair held by Reaper and dropkicks the chair into Reaper's face, knocking the big man back. The Ref's count has reached 4 again as Demise rolls into the ring.
McDaniel: "Smart move dropkicking that chair into Reaper's mug."
Rayne: "Desperation move, that's all."
Demise climbs to the top turnbuckle and dives hitting a split legged moonsault on the prone body of Reaper.
Rayne: "The ref is beginning his count once again."
McDaniel: "I think that it is a futile effort on his part."
Rayne: "How profound of you, I'm surprised."
Demise gets up and heads over to the announce table grabbing a vacated chair, before walking back to Reaper. Necro Mancer runs around to prevent the chair shot, but receives the chair shot himself.
Reaper has risen to his feet and walks towards Demise, who is punishing Necro Mancer.
Rayne: "Mancer is bloody from Demise's attack, will he be able to concentrate enough to control Reaper?"
McDaniel: "I don't know if Reaper really needs to be controlled anymore after that promo that he cut on Demise this past week without Mancer being there."
Demise raises the chair again, but is caught by three viscious kidney shots from Reaper.
Demise drops the chair, turning around he is caught by a kick to the gut and a piledriver onto the discarded chair.
Reaper picks up Demise, but is caught with a low blow to his groin, Reaper doubles over.
Rayne: "Even to death, that move hurts."
Demise hits Reaper with an impaler DDT on to that overused steel chair.
Rayne: "They had better hurry, the ref is up to a count of 8."
McDaniel: "Demise came into this match confident of a victory, but after his loss at High Stakes, I think he is only concentrating on dishing out some major pain."
Demise dives into the ring to break up the ref's count. The ref looks disgusted at being stopped so short from a count out. Demise grins wickedly as if he will do it again, just to piss the ref off. Demise takes the time to rest a little bit, letting the Grim Reaper roll back into the ring at a vertical base. Mancer stirs and is bloodied from Demise's attack. The sight of his manager's blood infuriates Reaper and he goes on a viscious attack of Demise. He throws right and lefts, both shocking Demise and causing him to retreat backwards into the corner.
McDaniel: "What a main event here at Chaos."
Rayne: "I agree, even though it kills me to agree with you."
Necro Mancer walks in fornt of the announce table, he is staring into the ring at the match inside. Reaper has a choke hold on Demise and the ref is there to make the count.
Ref: "One..., two..., three..., four..., five..., Come on Reaper, break the hold."
Reaper breaks the hold before the ref signals for the bell and goes right back to choking Demise. The ref repeats the process of counting and warning Reaper if he does it again he will be disqualified. Reaper turns and growls at the ref who backs away quickly. The Grim Reaper drives repeated knees into Demise's midsection, causing Demise to lose his breath.
McDaniel: "The match has slowed down and Necro Mancer has Reaper in control here."
Rayne: "It goes to show that even though he is bloody, he can still control Reaper."
Reaper pulls Demise out from the corner and twists his arm, Reaper walks up the top turnbuckle and dives from there pulling Demise into a flying DDT from the top rope.
Rayne: "Wow, another great move here tonight on Chaos."
McDaniel: "Yes, there has been some awesome matches and moves here tonight."
Eric Emerson: "Ladies and Gentlemen, 10 minutes have elapsed and there is 10 minutes to go."
Rayne: "What, when did they go?"
McDaniel: "Earlier when Demise had control, the match was much more fast paced, that is what Reaper needs to do is slow down Demise. Demise, in order to win, must speed up the match, its his only chance."
Reaper pulls Demise back into the corner pumbling him with another barrage of fists to his face. Mancer gets the ref's attention and Reaper goes back to choking Demise, but Demise rakes Reapers face so hard that blood begins to flow. Reaper stumbles back Demise climbs up to the middle turnbuckle, while facing Reaper, and jumps hitting a flying clothesline. Both men hit the mat, exhausted.
Rayne: "Come on Demise, get up finish the match."
McDaniel: "You just need to announce, you don't need to be byast."
Rayne: "Shut the hell up! C'mone Demise."
McDaniel: "And you wonder why you aren't on Rampage, you are hopeless."
Demise gets to his feet first, he notices Necro Mancer on the apron and runs, dives and connects with the Silver Bullet.
Rayne: "The Silver Bullet on Mancer, this could spell doom for Reaper."
McDaniel: "Yeah, but he hit it on the wrong man and Reaper is beginning to stir slightly."
Demise picks himself up off the floor, pulling Mancer to his feet. Demise kicks Mancer in the stomach and hits his Sinner's End. He again gets up looks at his work and turns to the ring, where Reaper is still only barely moving. Crawling through the ropes, Demise waits across the ring, in hopes of hitting the Silver Bullet again, this time on Reaper. Reaper isn't getting up quickly enough for Demise, so he walks to the the man. Bending down, Demise grabs Reaper by the throat and hauls the man to his feet. Reaper was faining, though and begins to pound fists into Demise. Not to be outdone, Demise begins to trade right back with Reaper and the two brawl in the middle of the ring.
McDaniel: "This match is going to take forever like this, just punching."
Rayne: "But look at the blood fly."
Demise ducks a right hand grabbing Reaper in a tight headlock that turns into a running bulldog. Demise gets up, back turned to Reaper grinning cheekily to the crowd; he does not see Reaper getting up.
Rayne: "Demise, behind you."
McDaniel: "Shut up you fool."
Eric Emerson: "Ladies and Gentlemen, 15 minutes have elapsed and there is 5 minutes remaining."
Reaper grabs Demise fro m behind, the shock shows on Demise's face, before he is flung into Reaper's Rack of Souls.
McDaniel: "Its over, that is The Reaper's submission hold."
As Reaper turns with Demise on his shoulders, Demise's boot kicks the ref, knocking him out. Reaper walks to the middle of the ring and stands there tighting the hold as much as he can. Demise is screaming in pain.
Rayne: "No ref, he can hold this hold until some order is restored."
McDaniel: "And he appears to be going to do just that."
Reaper has held this move on Demise for nearly 5 minutes when the sound of the bell ringing sounds.
Eric Emerson: "Ladies and Gentlemen, the match has been declared a draw, the time has expired."
Rayne: "I feel cheated."
Crowd: "Let them wrestle(clap, clap, clap clap clap), let them wrestle(clap, clap, clap clap clap)"
Grim Reaper has dropped the Rack of Souls and walks to the outside where Necro Mancer is still not moving. He turns back the ring where Demise has been helped to his feet, grabbing his side and back, staring a hole through The Grim Reaper.
The referee is getting to his feet and talks to Eric Emerson about what has happened. After getting the story, he orders the bell rung
ding ding ding
Eric Emerson: "Due to the fact thatthe referee was unable to finish officiating the match, he has ordered the match restarted, with no time limit."
Rayne: "Can he do that?"
McDaniel: "I guess so, he has just done it."
McDaniel: "It looks like the crowd approves."
Reaper climbs back up the steps and into the ring, right into the waiting presence of Lex Demise, who connects with The Silver Bullet.
McDaniel: "Silver Bullet!"
Rayne: "Well, it didn't take long."
Demise pulls Reaper to the middle of the ring and covers for the pin.
one... two... three
ding ding ding
Eric Emerson: "Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the match Lex Demise!"
Lex walks to the ropes and falls through the ropes, cooly. He walks over to the groggy form of Necro Mancer and hits him with yet another Sinner's End.
Rayne: "Damn, that is like Mancer's... hell I can't remember how many he has hit on Mancer, but that guy has got to have a concussion."
McDaniel: "He does have to have one massive headach, Excederin Headache #666?"
Rentfro: HA. HA. HA.
McDaniel: "This has been one awesome Chaos card, but I ask that even if your favorite PWA star competed on Friday Night Chaos this week instead of Friday Night Rampage, stay tuned for Friday Night Rampage coming up next."
Rayne: "Why? The best show is now going off the air in the next few seconds. Oh yeah McDaniel, you are an idiotic, big headed, flaming, homo."
McDaniel: "I am n...."
McDaniel's words are cut off as Chaos goes off the air.