"Into The
Unknown"
May 30th, 2008
Live on 
Staples Center - Los Angeles, California
Due to some stupid B-version Awards show on M-TV, Rampage begins already in progress as the first match is being introduced.
PWA Television Title
Match
Scott Nash Strader © vs. Fire
Eric
Emerson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is
for the PWA Television Championship! Introducing
first, the challenger; accompanied to the ring by Chamelion, she hails from
This Fire by Franz Ferdinand hits and Fire steps onto the
stage, dressed in a hot spandex outfit showing off every curve.
Behind her comes Chamelion, also in his wrestling gear, as he is
preparing for his match later on. They
soak up the boos and jeers from the crowd and turn to each other and embrace in
a passionate kiss. Chamelion breaks
it quick, however, and points to the ring. Fire nods and they make their way
down, slapping hands with the fans who, like them or not, just want a chance to
have contact with a PWA superstar. Once
they reach the ring, Chamelion holds the ropes open for Fire and she steps
inside. They continue to play to the
crowd as Emerson resumes his duties.
Eric
Emerson: And her opponent, weighing in at 295lbs and hailing from
The lights in the arena dim as the opening riff of “5
Minutes Alone” hit’s the p.a. system. The ADCtron lights up with a headshot
of Scott Nash Strader looking down, with his blondish hair hanging in his face.
He slowly lifts his head as the words to the song begin.
##I see you had your mind all made up you group of Pitiful liars.
Before I woke to face the day, your master Plan transpired.
Something told me- this job had more to Meet the eye.
My song is not believed?
My words some- What deceiving? Now I'm unwhole.##
Scott Nash Strader steps out from behind the curtain he closes eyes and looks
upwards.
##But you can't crush the kingdom
Can't be what your idols are. Can't leave the scar.
You cry for compensation. I ask you please just give us...##
Scott begins his descent down to the ring.
##5 minutes alone##
##5 minutes alone##
##5 minutes alone##
Scott leans back as he grabs onto the ring ropes to pull
himself up. He steps over the top rope and leans back in the corner waiting for
the bell.
McDaniel:
It took Strader some time to capture gold here in the PWA, but he did it in fine
standing against the consummate Kindred.
Rentfro:
Are you kidding? He couldn’t beat Riona, a girl, so he decided to go after a
man who isn’t in his right mind! Pathetic!
McDaniel:
Strader, despite his namesake, is very capable, and just had issues with Riona
that threw him off his game. To
overcome Kindred and his ties to the M.o.A. is a sure sign of talent.
The thing is, here tonight he’s not only facing another woman in the
form of Fire, he has to deal with Chamelion, the man he blamed for letting
Fallen Angel get away with the terrible accident months ago involving
Strader’s family.
Rentfro:
An accusation that is both unfounded and unfair.
Chamelion had nothing to do with it.
But when you blame the Most Devious SOB for anything, you better be ready
to back it up in the ring. I agree with you, the odds for Strader here tonight
are NOT good.
DING DING DING!
The bell rings and they lock up. Fire tries to get
technical early on, trying for a Frankensteiner, but Strader shoves her back as
soon as her feet leave the ground. She rolls back into the ropes. Fire runs at
Strader with a spear, but Strader lifts his foot, and Fire goes face first into
it and drops. Strader picks her up and lifts her into a suplex. Strader lifts
her up again and sets her up for a spine buster. Instead of slamming her, he
puts Fire up top and sets up for a superplex, but Fire recovers and does a top
rope sunset flip.
One!
Two!
Kick out!
McDaniel:
What a counter move by the lithe Fire!
Rentfro:
We haven’t got to see much from her cause Chamelion always seems to be
involved! She’s got some moves!
Fire has the upper hand as she picks Strader up and moves into the corner. She executes a Tornado DDT, but midway through Strader shoves her off, and Fire flies literally across the ring. Fire rolls back and hits the ropes. Chamelion is there and whispers some quick advice. Fire nods, and gets up, and dashes at Strader, and hits a drop kick, but Strader side steps. This time Strader picks up Fire and whips her into the ropes. Fire jumps up and springboards off the ropes into a flying side kick into Strader's face, knocking him over. Fire is up, she jumps up top and hits a moonsault.
One!
Two!
Thr---Kick out!
McDaniel:
Again, Fire is giving a strong showing, Strader likely has his mind split
between the match and Chamelion on the outside!
Rentfro:
I think he knows this too! Chamelion
has kept his hands out of the match entirely, and been doing a real manager’s
job of shouting out strategies.
Strader is slowly recovering, up to his hands and knees. Chamelion yells out a move and Fire hits the ropes and slide dropkicks into his face. Strader falls back into a sitting position. Fire charges him and hits a front rolling neck breaker. Strader sits up again, and when Fire goes for a reverse rolling neck breaker, Strader ducks and Fire slams into the mat. Chamelion cusses on the outside, hitting the mat with his fist. Strader gets up, picks up Fire and whips her into the ropes. Fire comes back and hops onto Strader for the Hurricarana, but gets power bombed instead. Strader covers.
One!
Two!
Kick out!
McDaniel:
Excellent counter attack by Strader!
Rentfro:
He’s getting on his game, this could spell bad trouble for Fire!
Fire doesn't just kick, but she grabs Strader's arm for an
arm bar, and brings Strader down to his knees and Chamelion whoops on the
outside. Fire wraps her legs around his arm and head, applying massive pressure.
Strader struggles for a moment before he gets his feet under him and the
fans roar as Strader actually stands up and lifts his arm with Fire hanging off
of it still holding the arm bar. Fire quickly unlocks her legs and drops to a
standing position and in the process let’s her body fall, bringing Strader
face first down into the canvas! The
moves and counter moves at such quick pace cause the crowd to explode into
cheers for both competitors! Chamelion
grins wickedly on the outside. Suddenly,
the noise of the crowd changes.
McDaniel:
Something’s going on!!
Rentfro:
Oh hell! LOOK!
From the crowd, Psycho Sandra hops the barrier and comes up
behind Chamelion. Before he can react, she grabs him by the back of the head and
slams his face against the ring. Releasing his head, she throws her hands up in
the air and cocks her head to one side, grinning.
Chamelion grabs his head in pain, shocked at the unexpected attack.
He glares at Sandra, but makes no move to advance on her.
In the ring, Fire has recuperated and sees Sandra on the outside.
She slips from the ring and stalks over towards her.
McDaniel:
This is not good!
Rentfro:
Cat fight! Bring it on!
Sandra grins, as if cherishing the confrontation. In fact,
you could say she has a
McDaniel:
All hell is breaking lose here!
Rentfro:
Sandra wants her hands on Fire, and Strader wants his hands on Chamelion, and it
seems they both are getting their wish!
Strader pulls Chamelion backwards so that the heels of his
feet are propped against the top rope and then he turns his elbow inwards and
brings Chamelion down hard onto the canvas!
Stunned Chamelion can’t react in time, as Strader jumps up and begins
mud stomping him in the gut! Outside,
Fire bitch-slaps Sandra back, who actually giggles at the attack, but the
subsequent clothesline sends Sandra back sprawling to the floor!
Her smile gone, Sandra tries to get up, but security has finally come
down and is pulling Sandra away. Fire
gives her the finger, but due to the loss of muscle over the last few months,
Sandra actually can’t separate herself from the guards and cries out in
frustration as they pull her upstage.
McDaniel:
Rest assured this isn't over!
Rentfro:
Turning, Fire sees Strader’s back turned as he goes to
town on Chamelion and she runs up to the corner, scurrying to the top.
The ref meanwhile, has been yelling for Strader to get Chamelion out of
the ring, but he ignores him. Chamelion,
one eye able to catch Fire’s wear a bouts, reaches up with the last of his
strength and grabs Strader around the head. He pulls him forward, bending him
over and Fire sails, connecting to the back of Strader’s neck with the Magma
Splash! Just before contact,
Chamelion released his grip and rolled out of the way, sliding out of the ring
in the process! Fire rolls Strader
over, hooking the leg!
One!
Two!
Three!!
DING! DING! DING!
McDaniel:
Wait! How can the ref allow that!! It was a double team!
Rentfro:
I think it’s because Strader was the aggressor, and all Chamelion did was
defend himself and got out of the ring as fast as he could!
Since he didn’t lay a hand on Strader, he didn’t really help Fire.
Strader brought it on himself!
McDaniel:
Damn, good point!
Eric
Emerson: The winner of the match, and NEW PWA TELEVISION CHAMPION,
FIRE!!!!!!
Rolling back into the ring, holding his side, Chamelion
allows the victory to overshadow his anger, as he embraces Fire and holds her
hand up as the crowd roars it’s displeasure at their victory.
They continue to celebrate while Strader rises to his feet, holding the
back of his neck groggily. Chamelion
sees this, looks right at the camera and grins his
McDaniel:
An exclamation mark on the situation!
Rentfro:
Serves Strader right! If he has kept his focus on Fire, he may still be the
champion! He had no business pulling
Chamelion into the match! Hell, for
once Chamelion was keeping himself out of it!
McDaniel:
Emotions sometimes rule what you do! None the less, Fire has regained the TV
title! She’s the first in the new PWA to be a two time champion!
This is a momentous occasion for her and Chamelion.
But what about Sandra? She’s
made her presence known and you know it won’t be the last time!
Rentfro: I can’t wait to see those two together in a match! But it’s time to move on! More action to come!!!
We open with a shot of the American flag, blowing gently in the breeze. Next to it is the California state flag, followed by a bright red flag with the Six Flags emblem on it. Suddenly, music fills the air, this all too familiar techno beat, oh you know the one, from those old Six Flags commercials. Ya following me people?
There's the sound of a little girl's voice shouting excitedly.
The camera descends from the flags to the gates of the park, as parents and their children, as well as bus trips, file inside. However, as we pan to the left, we see a small group of people in a circle, a bit puzzled by what they're viewing.
Girl: Daddy! Daddy! It's him!!
Of course its him, Ryan Lewis, or The Kumquat Kid to most, dancing up a storm, wearing these huge bright orange glasses, a lime green shirt and khaki shorts, a small Spongebob stereo at his feet. He looks really beat, but keeps on dancing.
KK: Can't....stop....dancing.
The crowd parts as a large figure walks forward. This man is rather well-known in most wrestling circles. It is the PWA Intercontinental Champion, "Nightmare" Jonathon Wehali, and to say his expression is incredulous would be an understatement.
Nightmare: I think that can be corrected.
Jonathon turns off the stereo and there is a quiet lull before the crowd applauds Ryan's performance.
Nightmare: I never thought I'd say this... but aren't you a little young for this, Ryan?
Ryan breathes heavy, as a child hands him a lemonade. He gulps it down and nods at Nightmare. He then reaches into his pocket and takes out a kumquat, taking a huge bite from it.
KK: Why? What makes you say that?
Nightmare: I always thought it was some old dude that did these 6 Flags commercials. You're nowhere near that old.
Ryan scratches his chin.
KK: You are correct as always Mr. Sandman, but I'm all about the children, and well...that stereo just turned on, and I was mesmerized, and..well, you saved me from its evil Decepticon powers.
The little girl takes Jonathon's hand in hers and looks up at him, giggling.
Morrigan: I like him, daddy. He's silly.
Jon chuckles and messes her hair then looks back to KK once again.
Nightmare: Decepticon? It's Squarebob Spongepants, dude. Hardly Soundwave.
Morrigan: It's Squarepants Spongebob daddy!
She pouts at him as if he should know better, but he only shrugs.
KK: Ah, to the untrained eye! But you see, I know for a fact somebody put a Decepticon core in this thing.
Morri looks up to KK with big wondering eyes.
Morrigan: Really, mister?
Ryan smiles and does a little dance, amusing her.
KK: But of course little lady, I shall not tell a lie! Lex Demise is smelly! Oh, and, that stereo is possessed. Don't worry though, its taken care of.
Nightmare: Speaking of taking care of things I see you're finally returning to the ring... and in the PWA at that. You ready, my friend? Because things have been pretty violent there with people like the MoA and Project-X running wild.
Ryan's eyes get wide at the mention of those names, he looks side to side, then over his shoulder. Ryan then shrugs.
KK: True my friend, but the KoA defeated the MoA once, and I've defeated Project X in the past as well. Times may change, but as the saying goes, the kumquats are always fresh. Or is it the fresh are always kumquat? I don't know.
Nightmare: Well one thing's for certain. With you there it'll never be boring. No, I expect wild and crazy times ahead.
Ryan kneels down next to Morrigan, taking her hand.
KK: Don't listen to him, I'm really quite normal. I'm really focused too, there's nothing-OOOH COTTON CANDY!!!
Ryan darts off camera, Morrigan not far behind.
Nightmare: But, as they say in show business, always leave the crowd wanting for more.
Jon nods to the camera and heads off after his daughter and his friend, losing the cameraman in the crowd, and the scene returns to Rampage, as the next match gets underway.
Riona Langly (c) vs. Chamelion vs. The Grim Reaper
Eric
Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a TRIANGLE
ELIMINATION match. The rules are as follow. Two of the three competitors will be
in the ring at all times. The third will be on the apron. At any time, one of
the two active competitors may tag out. When the first pinfall is scored, it
becomes a one on one match, for the GRIZZLY BEER TITLE!
McDaniel:
Coming up next folks is the potential sleeper match of the night.
Rentfro:
Sleeper as in, “give me some warm milk and a pillow.”
McDaniel:
No Brian, its your jokes that put people to sleep. This next match could really
shake up the PWA. Imagine if only weeks after losing control of his company,
Chamelion won the GB title. Or, if the Grim Reaper managed to beat down two
people with arguably epic legacies behind them.
Rentfro:
Or, imagine if we got sued due to Chamelion and Reaper catching the clap from
Riona.
McDaniel shakes his head as the lights dim… and the music of Puff Daddy’s
“Come with Me” hits the Big Screen. Strobe lights begin flickering through
out the arena… and from the backstage steps Chamelion. He stands in profile to
us, looking out towards the crown, but its as if hes looking past them…. As
the music picks up… the lyrics begin…
Hear my cries - Hear my calls
Lend me your ears - See my falls
See my error - Know my faults
Time halts - See my loss
Eric Emerson:
Introducing first, he is CHAMELION!
Chamelion begins the walk down the ramp as the song continues.
Know I'm lacking - Back tracking
Where I met you - Pistol packing
Itchy finger - Trigger-happy
Try to trap me - Bad rap
He stops at the bottom and looks up into the ring, once again staring as if off
in some distant place. Chamelion turns and walks to the steel steps and climbs
them.
Wire tap me - Back stab me
Break the faith - Fall from grace
Tell me lies - Time flies
Close your eyes - Come with me.
He then stands there, outside the ring and raises his fists to the sky. Pyros
explode in the rafters as Chamelion walks the apron to the middle and steps
through the ropes. He heads straight to the other side and climbs the
turnbuckles and again raises his fists and the crowd responds loudly. Jumping
down, Chamelion shoots straight kitty corner and repeats his playing to the
crowd. Back on the canvas, Chamelion turns, and uncharacteristically, makes his
way to a corner as his music fades.
McDaniel:
You have to wonder if Chamelion will really be all here for this match.
Rentfro:
The man’s a tank. He can do no wrong!
McDaniel:
Phhh, I bet Psycho Sandra would beg to differ.
The lights go out, not a single light is ablaze in the arena.
Chanting starts to be heard, but the darkness of the arena causes the sound to
be distorted, you can't tell where the chants are coming from. The lights around
the ring slowly lift to show smoke pouring from underneath. The smoke is
impenetrable, the smoke drifts off into the crowd, being swallowed by the
darkness of the arena. A figure is seen in the ring, his arms are outstretched a
sickle is grasped in his right hand, the hood covers his head and makes a shadow
of his face. He raises his left hand into the air and the lights come up slowly,
revealing his profile clearly. He lifts the hood from his head, revealing his
face, walking to a corner, he lays down his sickle and removes his robe. The
chanting dies down and cuts off completely.
Eric Emerson:
Ladies and Gentlemen, hailing from Anywhere and Everywhere, weighing in at 245
pounds and standing at 6 feet 5 inches... The Grim Reaper.
Rentfro:
Now this is a true freak.
McDaniel:
Shh, he’ll hear you.
The cameras cut to the ramp, and Nightwish's "Planet Hell" cues up
over the PA system. The lights dim, and the vocals kick in as Riona Langly steps
out from behind the apron, limping slightly with bandages around her arm and
midsection. The Grizzly Beer title hangs over her shoulder, and her hair is
pulled back into a loose ponytail.
Eric Emerson:
Introducing first, weighing in tonight at 142 pounds, and standing at 5 feet, 9
inches tall...
Riona lifts the Grizzly Beer title high up over her head, pointing to it quickly
before wincing and lowering her arm back down to around her ribs. Langly drops
the Grizzly Beer belt back to her shoulder, and then begins walking down the
ramp.
Eric Emerson:
...hailing from
Riona reaches the ring, and then slides in, using the ropes to pull herself to
her feet. She climbs to the middle turnbuckle, holding the Grizzly Beer title
out to her side, peering her eyes into the crowd.
Eric Emerson:
...RIONA LANGLY!!
As the music fades, we see Chamelion, Grim, and Riona all stand in different
corners. The ref shouts something about one having to get out, and Riona is on
the apron before anyone can blink.
*DING* *DING* *DING*
With the match under way, Chamelion stares down Grim Reaper. The two start
walking in a circle, never taking their eyes off each other. Finally, they
charge into the center. Reaper goes for a big boot, but Chamelion ducks. As Grim
floats over Chamelion, Chamelion turns on a dime, and grabs Reaper for a german
suplex. Chamelion connects, and Reapers head hits hard. Chamelion rolls off, and
springs to his feet; posing for the crowd. He is surprised as anyone else when
he turns to see Reaper sit right back up. As Reaper is getting up, Chamelion
rushed over, and irish whips him to the ropes. When Grim comes back, Chamelion
tries for a drop toe hold. But, Reaper jumps over Chamelion’s legs, With
Chamelion surprised, Reaper turns, and punts Chamelion in the gut. Chamelion
grabs him stomach as the crowd OOOOHHHHs. Grim wastes no time as he bends over
Chamelion and picks him up. Chamelion breaks out of the hold though, and decks
Grim in the face. Grim’s face turns sideways, but he doesn’t really budge. A
smile is on his face as he slowly turns back to looking at Chamelion.
McDaniel:
Wow.
Rentfro:
RUN BITCH, RUN!
Reaper reaches out in the blink of an eye, and grabs Chamelion by the throat.
McDaniel:
Going for the Soul Squeezer here.
Chamelion isn’t done yet though. He winds his arm up, and slams it down as
hard as he can over GR’s elbow. The man flashes a look of discomfort as he
loses his hold on Chamelion’s throat. Chamelion quickly grabs GR’s shoulder
and SLAMS his knee into GR’s gut with all his force. Reaper bends enough for
Chamelion to grab him and connect with The Rupture! Chamelion pins.
1
2
Kickout!
Chamelion looks surprised as he sits up.
Rentfro:
Too early for that.
McDaniel:
I think it has something more to do with the fact Reaper isn’t going down
easy.
Reaper gets back to his feet, and lumbers towards Chamelion. Chamelion backs
himself into a corner though…Riona Langly’s corner. Chamelion looks at
Reaper, and Reaper has what looks like a smile on his face. He charges
Chamelion, and goes for a big boot. BUT, Chamelion ducks, and grabs the top
rope. As Reapers leg flies over it, Chamelion lets go of the rope. The crowd
groains as Reaper sits, racked, on the top rope. As Chamelion runs for the
opposite side of the ring, Riona slaps GR, and gets in the ring. At that point,
Chamelion comes back from the ropes, and dropkicks GR in the side, sending him
over the top to the outside.
Chamelion, having had his back to Riona, is unaware of the tag. Riona comes from
behind, and dropkicks Chamelion in the back. He stumbles forwards to the ropes,
and bounces back. Riona drops down, and trips Chamelion; causing him to fall on
his back. Riona violently kicks at Chamelion. He manages to grab her foot and
twist, sending her to the mat. Chamelion is quick as he drags Riona up. She
turns and swings violently, but Chamelion manages to duck. As Riona spins from
the force, Chamelion grabs her from behind in a full nelson.
Rentfro:
Awesome.
McDaniel:
I believe hes going for the Detonator.
Chamelion smiles wickedly as he looks to the crowd. He then quickly lifts Riona
up, and nails the Detonator.
Chamelion covers.
1
2
Kickout!
Chamelion is surprised…again! He doesn’t hesitate this time, and stands. He
picks up Riona, and throws her to the ropes. As she comes back, Chamelion drops
down, and Riona hops over him. With Chamelion focused on Riona, he doesn’t see
Reaper come from behind with a roll up. And, the ref counts!
1
2
3!
Rentfro:
WHAT THE HELL!
McDaniel:
Brian, why’d the ref count. Reaper wasn’t legal.
As Reaper gets to a knee, huge smile on his face, the screen suddenly splits. We
see when Chamelion threw Riona to the ropes, Reaper managed to reach up a hand,
and tag Riona’s leg through the ropes.
McDaniel:
That’s incredible. Grim Reaper can boast what maybe 1 in 10 people can; that
he pinned Chamelion.
As the screen returns to normal, Chamelion is out and walking up the ramp and
strangely doesn’t look upset. In the ring. Riona comes at Reaper with a diving
lariat. Reaper stumbles, and Riona swings her legs, trying to take down Reaper.
Reaper stumbles, and Riona rises with a hard elbow to the gut. Reaper stumbles,
and Riona goes for a roundhouse kick. Reaper holds up a hand, and grabs
Riona’s leg. He throws it away, before driving her down with a massive
clothesline. Reaper holds Rionas legs up by her face as he puts his weight on
her.
1
2
Riona slams her legs together around Reapers head. He falls backwards, and Riona
dives on him. She begins knocking the taste out of his mouth. As blood comes out
of GR’s mouth, he once again flashes the evil smile. As he does, he slams his
head into Riona’s face. Dazed, she falls backwards off him. Reaper gets a hand
around Riona’s throat, and drags her to her feet.
Rentfro:
Riona is out like a pimp recruiting on prom night. Reaper could have it here.
He lifts Riona up for the Soul Squeezer. Reaper seems to be basking in the
moment; but that is his downfall. Riona has time to hook her arms around his,
and shift her weight. In a second, she hits the Tourniquet. Grim falls
backwards, and Riona covers.
1
2
3!
DING DING DING
Eric Emerson:
Your winner, and STILL Grizzly Beer Champ, Riona Langly.
McDaniel: I think you have to give Reaper the assist for Riona still being champion. He took out Chamelion in a fluke pin!
Rentfro: The way Chamelion left, one has to wonder if his mind was really on the match. With what happened earlier, he likely was distracted much the same way Strader had been.
McDaniel: But Reaper scored a tremendous pin, and has momentum in his favor, even with the loss to Riona. Now, however, we're going to see a match we SHOULD have seen at High Stakes!
Rentfro: Yes! Raizzor who should still have been the champion, goes one on one with Corey Lazarus, in what is sure to be a classic contest!
Non-Title Match
Corey Lazarus (c) vs. Raizzor
An old fashioned, black and white film countdown rolls on the ADCtron, the film flickering and a beep heard after every digit. Clean guitars and bass softly creep from the PA system, beginning Metallica's cover of Ennio Morricone's classic "The Ecstasy of Gold." The song plays softly for 49 seconds, Kirk Hammett's melodic lead blaring over the soft parts, and then stops, bringing forth a deafening silence.
A single shot white pyro shoots from all over the entrance stage, bring to life
a single spotlight on the entrance curtain, cuing the eleven hits of the snare,
and bringing the heavy part of the song to life.
Eric Emerson:
Introducing at this time...
Corey Lazarus emerges from the entrance curtain, his eyes hidden behind his
trademark pair of silver-rimmed Ray Ban's, his fingers pointing up to the
ADC-Tron above him. Clips of his various achievements throughout his career
scroll, including his Superkicking of Jimmy Ultros off of the ring apron into a
C2 charge-filled dumpster from Rumble in the Bronx '01, nailing a somersault
dropkick to a chair placed in front of Silverback's head from a Rampage in the
summer of '01, and dropping Tommy Riley on his head with the Mercury Driver from
Genesis 6 to claim the Tempest title for the second time.
Eric Emerson:
He weighs in tonight at 230 pounds...
Lazarus jogs in place at the end of the stage, shaking out his limbs, and then
begins walking solemnly down the ramp. He points out to the crowd, nodding at
the various signs for him scattered about, and then turns around, focusing his
attention to more images of his glory on ADCtron: dropping Phoenix on his head
with the Mercury Driver to win the 2008 Who's The Man tournament; kicking out
after being drilled with Raizzor's Tombstone Shoulder breaker at Revolutions Per
Minute; rolling out of the way of Sean Moro's Near Death Experience and kipping
up to his feet, lifting Moro up and dropping him head-first to the mat with the
Mercury Driver to capture the DRWF Eternal title.
Eric Emerson:
And standing at 6-foot-1...
Corey turns around to face the ring as he reaches the bottom of the ramp, and
then pulls himself up onto the apron, placing one foot in the ring between the
top and middle ropes, using one hand to hold the top rope for balance and the
other to cover his eyes as he scans the crowd again.
Eric Emerson:
Hailing from
Lazarus steps into the ring and then walks to the middle of the ring, his hands
on his hips and his trademark devilish smirk on his face. The guitars ring out
as Corey drops to a knee, his head bowed and a single fist placed on the mat,
his other hand resting on his knee.
Eric Emerson:
He is "The Premiere Attraction"...
The snare drum comes back in, keeping a faster pace, and then the guitars and
bass return as well, playing a more high tempo variation of the main theme at
Eric Emerson:
...COREY LAZARUS!!
The last image on the ADCtron before "The Ecstasy of Gold" fades into
silence, the house lights returning, is that of Corey Lazarus being held up on
the shoulders of Jesse White and Malcolm West, the PWA World title held up high
above his bloodied head while Cliff Young, Tina Young, Hiro Takawa, Andrew Crow,
and Emma O'Reilly look on behind him, applauding.
Three quick drum beats pick up and then a GONG! Echoes, preceding the voice of
Raizzor saying…..’Dead Man Walking!’….and the arena lights die down as a
red eerie glow illuminates the arena. The lyrics pick up as the stage begins to
cloud over with a mist and a shadowy shape takes form within the growing fog.
##You've done it now
You've gone and made a big mistake
and I can't allow, you to think you can just walk away
so turn around, and face the piper you're gonna pay
'cause the end is now
this is gonna be your judgment day##
Eric Emerson:
He weighs in at 285lbs........he hails from Las Vegas Nevada..........
The music and lyrics continue to illustrate the tension that permeates the
entire arena... and the shadowed figure begins to move forward, breaking out of
the mist to reveal the Soul-Taker.
##You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
there's no forgiveness this time
You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
It's my business, your mind
You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
I'm burning these ones to the ground
You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
I'm gonna Bring you down##
Eric Emerson:
Known as the Franchise of the PWA.....the Soul-Taker..........RAIZZOR!!!!!!!!
Moving with a slow dedicated purpose, Raizzor stalks to the ring. He comes to
the steps, where he stops and shrugs off his leather duster, letting it fall to
the floor around his feet. Raizzor steps into the ring.
##No more chances,
No more excuses, no lies
your stories ending, time to say your goodbyes
nice guys, it's said they always finish last
but bad-asses, are always kicking asshole's ass##
asshole,
kick it
With his chest rising and falling slowly, Raizzor moves around the ring with
slow steady steps.
##You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
there's no forgiveness this time
You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
It's my business, your mind
You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
I'm burning these ones to the ground
You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
I'm gonna Bring you down##
Finally, he enters the ring and prepares for the contest at hand.
Raizzor and Corey both move to the center of the ring... the crowd quiets down
as Raizzor looks down at Lazarus, and Corey does the same... Corey backs up a
bit and Raizzor holds out his hand... they both shake and nod.
McDaniel:
A show of respect for Corey?
Rentfro:
Or maybe just shaking hands with a deadman...
Raizzor Backs up again and so does Corey...
DING DING DING!!
The match starts off and both Raizzor and Corey lock up in the center of the
ring, Corey goes for an Arm wrench, but Raizzor powers out of quickly and elbows
Corey in the nose, Corey stumbles back and Raizzor Whips him into the corner...
McDaniel:
Raizzor takes hold of the match quickly
Rentfro:
Just like I said, he was shaking hands with a deadman.
Raizzor grabs Corey and whips him into the other turnbuckle, but Corey quickly
reverses it and tosses Raizzor into the turnbuckle, Lazarus then charges at him
and hits him with a hard cross body splash. Corey then backs up a bit, and tries
to go for another cross body, but Raizzor slips out of the way and forces Corey
into the turnbuckle to add to the force of the impact!!
Rentfro:
and Raizzor just escapes by the tiny hairs on his arms
McDaniel:
And a good thing too, Corey could've taken out Raizzor quickly with those cross
bodies.
Raizzor grabs Corey from behind and lifts him high up for a hard Belly to back
Suplex! He drops Corey in just a way that he arches his back for a bridge!
1!
2!
KICK OUT!!
Corey pretty much flips out of the pin and backs away from Raizzor, Raizzor
pulls himself up slowly, once they are both to their feet, Corey locks up with
Raizzor in the middle of the ring! Corey tries to lift Raizzor up for a quick
Fireman's carry, but Raizzor struggles out of it and manages to get behind Corey
again, however this time, Corey slips behind Raizzor under his legs and flips
Raizzor onto his face by grabbing his ankle!
McDaniel:
Whoa! Lazarus is nimble.
Rentfro:
I guess that’s why that makes him our world champ.
Corey works fast to lock in a quick Texas Cloverleaf- he manages to roll Raizzor
over and get him in position!!
McDaniel:
Raizzors in the Cloverleaf!!
Rentfro:
What is he going to do now?!
Raizzor- with no where to go, scrambles franticly to pull himself towards the
nearest ring rope! He manages to pull himself over to the closest one to the
right... but Lazarus pulls him back, almost screaming at him to tap.
Rentfro:
Raizzor is in for now if he can't get out of that hold!
Raizzor tries to roll over on his back, but Lazarus keeps the hold locked in...
Raizzor tries again, this time he almost gets to his side, he pushes slowly and
slowly, but Corey puts him right back to where he was before!
Raizzor lifts his hand up slowly, as if to tap, but then uses it to reach out as
best as he can for the ring... he pulls himself slowly.. slowly to the rope...
Lazarus tries to pull him back! But Raizzor pulls right back and for a very few
seconds the tips of his fingers brush against the nylon rope, then his full hand
grasps the rope!!
The crowd cheers as Lazarus is forced to break the hold!!
Rentfro:
He did it! Raizzor held on long enough just to grasp that red rope!!
McDaniel:
I was almost worried there for a second!!
Lazarus backs up as the ref tells him to get off. Raizzor pulls himself up
slowly, twisting his ankle a bit, making sure nothing was hurt on him. Corey
goes back in for the attack, but Raizzor catches him off guard and flips him
into the
Rentfro:
The hell? The MoA weren't invited to his party
McDaniel:
I was just about to ask something along those lines!
Raizzor stares at them for a moment, but then he finally drops Corey Down into
the tombstone shoulder breaker! He goes for the pin!
Rentfro:
This is it!!
1!
2!
McDaniel:
But wait, what’s Ridel doing!
Ridel yanks the ref out of the ring by his foot and walks off, so the ref
couldn't pin it on him! Raizzor gets to his feet and begins to bark orders at
Ridel who merely shrugs it off by looking like he was tired. Lazarus pulls
himself up, but Raizzor continues to curse out Ridel who in turn just turned his
back... Behind Raizzor however, comes Lazarus with a hard “End Credits!”
Raizzors falls over to the side, half conscious.
McDaniel:
Damn those MoA folk!
Lazarus goes for the pin and the ref gets back into the ring to count it. The
MoA stay clear away from the ring- except for Ridel.
1!
2!
Ridel pulls the ref out of the ring again! This time the ref gets really angry
and calls for the bell, the MoA just laugh and the ref begins to curse out
Ridel. Lazarus gets to his feet, and is about to go for Ridel, but then notices
that the rest of the MoA are about to get into the ring... he backs up to the
center and not realizes his surrounded on all sides...
McDaniel:
Corey should get out of there!
Rentfro:
if he wants to stay Champion, and not have to leave on an injury, I would hope
so.
All the Members of the MoA. Rush into the ring and begins to stomp out Lazarus,
Raizzor gets up to his feet to toss Ridel out of the ring and get all the other
members away from the ring, Raizzor steps through the middle rope and begins to
beat down Cain, Lazarus rushes after them and both Raizzor and Lazarus take on
all the members of the Masters of Armageddon!!
McDaniel:
Even though they were just in a match, Raizzor and Lazarus are not fighting a
common enemy, that shows sportsman ship!
Rentfro:
or just a common understanding that neither wish to be injured.
Lazarus hits the roar elbow on Ridel! And turns his attention to Raizzor who was
busy with Cain and Orochi, but out of the blue comes Virus! He tackles Lazarus
while he was on his way over to meet up with Raizzor!
Rentfro:
What the! Virus is here now too!
Virus begins to beat down on Lazarus until from out of nowhere! Nightmare comes
to save the day! He spears Virus out of no where and helps Lazarus up to his
feet, Virus however- only retained little effect by the spear, Went straight for
nightmare now, slugging it out with him. Lazarus is met up again by Ridel, but
both of them are Surprised as Project X's music hits the ADCtron and he heads
down to the aid whomever he pleases!
McDaniel:
Its Project X!!
Rentfro:
But who is he here to help!!
Project X grabs Ridel and hits him with the probe!! The crowd cheers as Project
X poses for the crowd, but then, from behind the curtains comes Deacon Frost!! X
turns around but Deacon already lays him out with a folded chair!!
Rentfro:
This is pure carnage! First nightmare and virus come out here!
McDaniel:
And then Project X and Deacon Frost!!
Raizzor tosses Cain into the crowd and Lazarus chases Ridel off with Orochi is
right behind him... Corey walks into the ring and looks around, a huge cut
across his forehead, and blood covering his face... Raizzor manages to escape
both Orochi and Cain with only a two tiny cuts.
McDaniel:
What could the Masters of Armageddon be trying to accomplish here tonight?
Lazarus looks at Raizzor and chuckles just a bit, this time he holds out his
hand. Raizzor shakes it and they both look out to the crowd, the crowd cheers in
acceptance
Rentfro:
Whatever it was, I think they failed.
McDaniel:
With the MoA in control of Virus who knows what they could be trying to do to
the world champion...
Rentfro: Needless to say, the question is still out there about who is the better man. Raizzor did get the first pin attempt, but it took five to take Lazarus out at High Stakes! And while Corey got the End Credits on Raizzor, Raizzor has proven his ability to kick out of even the most devestating move. The question wasn't answered tonight, but one day it will be!
McDaniel: We've seen the advancement of some our big matches at Retribution. Nightmare and Virus, Project X and Deacon Frost... and while Virus is more out to deal damage to Lazarus, the champion still doesn't know who he has to contend with at the PPV.
Rentfro: THAT, we're about to find out! Let's go to the ring for the announcements!
Eric
Emerson: This match is a special gauntlet match to determine the
number one contender to the PWA World Championship and is your main event of the
evening!
The intro to the Rage song “Bulls on Parade” begins to sound throughout the
arena. It plays and thumps over the speakers, and finally as the intro finishes,
and the guitar begins to sound as if it’s on a scratch board, the stage bursts
with red fireworks, from behind comes Alex Wilkie, sporting a shiny red leather
vest, with the letters “A+” engraved in the back, his eyes are covered by a
pair of black sunglasses, and his face covered by his golden grin. First, he
stands in the middle of the stage, and then points out to a few fans with signs,
starting his long walk down the ramp.
Eric Emerson:
Ladies and Gentlemen, making his way to the ring, weighing in at 250lbs, born in
Cold Lake, Alberta Canada and now residing in Seattle, Washington, he is one
half of Grade A Nastyness and is accompanied by his tag team partner Mark
McNasty... “Grade A” ALEX! WIIIIIILKIEEEEE!
He stands at the middle of the stage, drops down to his knees, and points one
hand up to the sky and behind him, more red and white fireworks go off into the
top of the arena, he then gets off his knees and continues to walk down to the
ring, he rolls under the bottom rope, he hops back up and runs towards the
nearest turn buckle, tossing his red leather vest into the crowd, then pointing
to the lucky fan who caught it, the music begins to fade as he circles around
the ring…
Eric Emerson:
And his opponent, standing seven feet tall and weighing in at three hundred
fifty-two pounds... PROJECT-X!!!
The house lights drop and are taken over by the illumination of red strobe
lights that dance about the PWA ramp. "Hysteria" by Muse hits the PA
system as a bright white light blasts out from the back, against this light the
outline of Project X can be made as he jogs on the spot, preparing himself for
the task ahead. When the music reaches its peak, he bursts forth in a rush of
energy and launches his choke slamming arm up into the air as a jet of pyro
launches up behind him. He then makes his way to the ring with a purposeful
walk.
Rentfro:
Damn, P-X is over a hundred pounds heavier and nearly a foot taller than Wilkie.
McDaniel:
Alex will have to rely on his speed and agility if he hopes to defeat this man,
that's for sure.
PROJECT X vs. ALEX WILKIE
Referee Cole Tate calls for the bell to begin the match, and Grade A fires a
standing dropkick into his opponent's chest. Project-X barely budges, however,
as he stalks his adversary. Wilkie rolls to his feet and shoots a spinning heel
kick into his foe's torso. P-X stumbles back but keeps coming. Alex Wilkie
frowns and runs into the ropes, spring boarding off with a back elbow smash to
his opponent's face. Project-X grabs Alex by the throat as he goes for The
Probe. However, Grade A manages to reverse the move into a triangle hold.
Rentfro:
A smart move, but I don't know if Wilkie weighs enough to apply this hold well
enough to a man of Project-X's stature.
McDaniel:
And there's your answer, Brian, as P-X lifts Alex Wilkie off the mat only to
drive him back down into it!
Project-X goes for The Probe a second time, planting Alex into the canvas then
covering him for the pin.
One...
Two...
Mark McNasty puts his tag partner's foot on the bottom rope then gets Referee
Tate's attention. The referee breaks up the pin. P-X glares at McNasty who
merely smirks and shrugs at him. Project-X returns his attention to Alex Wilkie
just in time to get hit with the A+ssault, causing him to stumble into the
corner. Grade A flips to his feet and charges the corner for a Grade A Sting.
However, his face collides with the sole of his opponent's boot as P-X brings
his foot up for a mafia kick.
Project-X tries to Irish whip his adversary into the ropes, but Alex Wilkie puts
on the brakes and tries to reverse the momentum. P-X does not move, however, and
simply stares at Wilkie before going for The Probe a second time. Alex goes
up... Alex comes down... HARD. Project-X covers for the pin in the center of the
ring.
One...
Two...
Three...
Eric Emerson:
'Grade A' Alex Wilkie has been eliminated!
McDaniel:
A valiant effort by Wilkie, but Project-X has been unstoppable lately.
Rentfro:
I wonder who will be next to face him? He's trying to goad McNasty into stepping
into the ring against him.
McDaniel:
Mark isn't falling for it. However, there are three other men remaining,
including P-X's own tag partner The Phoenix.
PROJECT
X vs. LEX DEMISE
As Mark McNasty and Project-X trade insults, Lex Demise slides into the ring
behind P-X, taking him down with a chop block to his left knee. Lex slams his
foe's knee into the canvas, stomping on the back of it before dropping a leg
across it. Demise wraps his opponent's leg in a Japanese knee bar, wrenching
back viciously. Project-X roars in pain at the focused assault upon his knee but
refuses to submit when asked by Referee Cole Tate. P-X lunges for the ropes but
finds his escape cut short as Lex Demise begins shifts into a rolling Japanese
knee bar. Project-X makes a desperate grab for the ropes as they pass by and
succeeds in clutching the bottom rope for the break.
Rentfro:
Lex Demise is really working over the left knee of Project-X.
McDaniel:
A wise strategy. Without a base upon which to stand, P-X's power game goes out
the window.
Project-X uses the ropes to pull himself back to his feet. As he turns around he
is met by a super kick from his adversary, landing squarely on his chin. P-X
staggers back into the corner as his foe backs up before firing the Silver
Bullet at him. Project-X manages to move out of the way just in time, causing
Demise crashes through the ropes and into the ring post shoulder-first. P-X
grabs his opponent and drives him into the post a second time before yanking him
out and whipping him across the ring. Lex Demise bounces off the ropes and right
into a
One...
Two...
Rentfro:
Lex Demise gets the shoulder up just before the three count. Do you think we'll
see Project-X repeat his previous performance and beat Demise as well?
McDaniel:
Hard to say, Brian. Lex Demise is a difficult man to keep down, but P-X is a
monster.
Project-X grabs his opponent by the throat as he sets up Lex Demise for The
Probe. Suddenly Demise reverses it into a Fujiwara arm bar, taking P-X down to
the mat. Project-X attempts to power out of the hold, but Lex is having none of
that as he increases the angle of torque on his adversary's arm. P-X shouts in
pain as his arm is put into an unnatural angle. Referee Cole Tate asks Project-X
if he wishes to submit, but his only answer is cursing and threats. With a loud
bellow P-X lurches forward to grab the ropes with his other hand, forcing the
break.
The two men get to their feet, and Lex Demise shoots a hook kick into the side
of Project-X's left knee, followed quickly by a stamp kick that brings the giant
down to one knee. Lex delivers a shining black that levels his adversary then
applies the Fade. Project-X fights against the pain ravaging through his left
knee and attempts to power out of the hold. He soon finds that there is no way
to break free. He attempts to roll through the submission in an effort to
reverse it, but Lex Demise fights back to maintain control. P-X frantically
tries to drag his way to the ropes. Lex rocks back in an effort to increase the
strain on his foe's legs, causing Project-X to drop to the mat and shout in
agony. Still he refuses to submit.
Rentfro:
Project-X refuses to surrender, but his shoulders are to the mat!
One...
Two...
Thre-NO!
McDaniel:
P-X got his shoulder up just in time, but you have to wonder just how much he
has left in him.
Once again Project-X's shoulders meet the mat, and the referee is there to make
the count.
One...
Two...
Three...
Eric Emerson:
Project-X has been eliminated!
Project-X slowly and painfully rolls out of the ring, hobbling towards the exit
ramp. Suddenly a tall and powerful figure in a black suit and a black wrestling
mask steps through the curtains on stage. It is Orochi of the MoA. He raises a
microphone to speak.
Orochi: We are very displeased with your recent actions against Enika Engel,
Project-X. Matthew Engel joined us to protect his family, and then you do this
to his sister. This is a situation that simply cannot be abided.
Project-X merely stares at Orochi, a giant in his own right. Then P-X begins to
laugh. Orochi shakes his head disapprovingly.
Orochi: If we cannot protect them, then at least we can avenge them, and it
begins here and now with you!
The two men charge one another. Suddenly Graham Cain emerges from the crowd,
taking down P-X with a chop block to the back of his injured left knee. Orochi
drives an axe kick into the side of Project-X's head that topples the monster.
Orochi: So you weren't intimidated with our burning you in effigy? Perhaps
you'll be more impressed with this. What is it your partner likes to say? Oh
yes... Feel the flame!
Dead End emerges from the crowd to break open a liquor bottle across the back of
Project-X's skull as he begins rising to his feet. As the alcohol pours over
P-X, Orochi reaches into his pockets... and pulls out a book of matches, quickly
striking one and throwing it at Project-X.
Rentfro:
I... I don't know who to support, Jon. What Project-X did was horrible, but
this....
McDaniel:
I know, Brian, but it seems P-X has friends after all! Because here comes The
Phoenix and Might and Magic!
LEX
DEMISE vs.
P-X then turns around to exit to the back, only to find himself raised into the
air by a gorilla press from Deacon Frost.
Rentfro:
Good lord, now Deacon Frost too?!
McDaniel:
This just is not Project-X's night.
Deacon Frost launches P-X off the stage to crash through a table bearing
electrical cords and supplies. As P-X lies motionless a crazed smirk of
self-satisfaction spreads across Frost's features before he returns to the back.
Meanwhile, in the ring, Lex Demise has applied a sharpshooter to the
Rentfro:
With all that action outside the ring you'd almost forget there was a match
still in progress.
McDaniel:
Perhaps you would, but these three remaining men have not, as Lex Demise
continues to work over the
Rentfro:
And he makes it this time! The hold is broken, but you know it has to have done
some serious damage, especially with the condition Robinson's in after last
week's battledome match.
Lex Demise stalks his opponent then darts in to nail a dropkick to the back of
Rob's head, sending him spilling through the ropes. Demise rolls out after his
opponent and whips him into the ring barricade before taking him over with a
diving lariat. The two men get to their feet and begin trading punches. The
Rentfro:
At this rate, Rob will be lucky to be able to do his radio show. He'll have a
concussion by the end of this match at this rate.
McDaniel:
I doubt his listeners... all two of them... will be able to tell the difference.
Lex Demise throws the
Rentfro:
This could be it.... It is! The
McDaniel:
After those two hard shots on the outside, Lex Demise may not be able to kick
out in time either.
One...
Two...
Three...
Lex Demise manages to get his shoulder up, but it is JUST after the three count.
Eric Emerson:
Lex Demise has been eliminated!
Rentfro:
That just leaves two men, the
McDaniel:
I wouldn't sell Robinson short. The man has determination if nothing else.
THE
Mark McNasty slides into the ring behind Rob Robinson as Robinson gets up from
pinning Demise. McNasty levels the
One...
Two...
Three-NO!
The
Rentfro:
There's the cover!
One...
Two...
Three...
Referee Cole Tate tells the timekeeper to NOT ring the bell, explaining that
Robinson's shoulder came up JUST in time, and the match continues.
McDaniel:
So close yet so far away.
Mark McNasty pulls the
One...
Two...
Robinson rolls through and reverses the pin.
One...
Two...
Mark kicks out of the pin, and the two men get to their feet, exchanging chops.
The
Rentfro:
Smart move by the
McDaniel:
Indeed. He can't get pinned on the outside. Take a break, regroup and rest. If
McNasty allows him, that is.
Mark steps out onto the apron and charges his foe, diving off with a spear
towards Rob Robinson. Robinson side-steps the attack, and McNasty collides with
the ring barricade. The
One...
Two...
Three-NO!
Mark McNasty gets his foot into the ropes for the break.
Rob Robinson gets into the referee's face, shouting and arguing about a slow
count. This gives McNasty the opening he needs to get to his feet and drop the
One...
Two...
Three...
DING DING
Eric Emerson:
The Phoenix has been eliminated! The winner of this match... MARK MCNASTY!!!
Rentfro:
What a match and what a main event!
McDaniel:
Mark McNasty now has the shot against Corey Lazarus for the PWA World Title.
Perhaps now instead of bragging about how he's beaten all the PWA World
Champions during this run of the PWA, he will now be able to boast of BEING the
PWA World Champion.
Rentfro:
Time will tell that tale, but one thing is certain: if Corey Lazarus has his way
he'll stay the champion for a long time to come.
McDaniel: We've seen alot happen here tonight! But what are the consequences of these actions? Find out next week on Rampage! Night everyone!!!
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