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| ICWA Demented Live July 19, 2006 | | Last week’s episode of ICWA Demented drew a very impressive 3.2 rating for hour one (which is three times the normal TNA rating, and about a point shy of the typical Raw rating) and an extremely impressive 3.9 for hour two, which shows that apparently the Nic Dangerously hype worked. But now it’s time for week two and if you thought last week was impressive, as the old adage goes "You ain’t seen nothin�?yet". It’s 8:59 (if you’re on the American east coast), the clock is ticking, the final credits of Cops are playing and folks�?It is indeed about that time. The Cops credits conclude and the screen fades to black briefly before "Straight Out of Line" (already a minute-four into the song at the start of the first chorus) begins playing over the PA as the ICWA Dementa-reel plays With that the cameras begin sweeping the AT&T Center in San Antonio Texas as we see the following box pop up in the higher right corner of the screen. | ICWA Demented LIVE
San Antonio Texas | Busch, "WELCOME TO EYE_SEE_DUBBYA_EH DEMENTED! I’m Double B Bert Busch alongside former CWA Heavyweight Champion Destructive Jay Marshal and we welcome you to the FX Network for two hours of high impact action!"
Marshal, "No doubt! A lot of big matches tonight but folks, it’s all about the headline as�? The tron lights up with a banner for the main event as the crowd goes absolutely nuts Marshal, "San Antonio’s home grown Nic Dangerously goes one on one with Christian Skywalker in the first ever, Network Televised, Last Man Standing match for number 1 contendership to the ICWA Heavyweight championship."
Busch, "That’s right. Whoever wins here tonight will go on to the ICWA’s first Pay Per View event, ICWA Resurrection, and go one on with Bobby Johnson for the vacated ICWA Heavyweight championship.
Marshal, "And Bobby Johnson’s gonna be ready and raring to go as this is something he’s been waiting for for a very long time."
Busch, "No question at all." With that The arena goes completely black as an announcer with a deep voice comes over the PA system and begins to countdown. 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1... and then red, white, and blue pyro explodes from the stage as "No Limits" Christian Skywalker comes from behind the curtain. The crowd is extremely loud but it’s almost like a John Cena reaction, it’s hard to tell if the boos out weigh the cheers or vice versa. Busch, "It looks like we’re gonna get an early appearance from one of our headliners."
Marshal, "And not the good one either." He smiles and poses while the crowd gives him a tremendous ovation. He then walks down the ramp towards the ring and he climbs the stairs. He walks halfway down the apron and then turns and poses for the crowd some more. He then gets into the ring and grabs a microphone from a crew member at ringside. Christian, "Tonight�? Crowd: WE WANT NICK-E (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap) WE WANT NICK-E (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap) WE WANT NICK-E (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap) WE WANT NICK-E (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap) Busch, �?FONT color=#ffff00>No where else on earth will you hear that chant �?
Marshal, "San Antonio, The 7th circle of Hell, And the democratic primary�?Well and maybe "Parts Unknown", rumor has it they’ll cheer anybody there." Christian nods, "That’s fair. Nic E Dangerously appears to be a Hell of a competitor and I can understand why so many San Antonians would want to see their hometown hero. See I’ve heard all the rumors of Nic E Dangerously. How he’s sick and twisted�?depraved and angry�?How he has a heart as black as night and cold as ice�?Well that’s all fine and good, I’ve faced monsters before, I’ll face more in my future. But the fact of the matter is that there’s something on the line tonight that I have worked my whole LIFE for! It’s the reason for the hardships, the reason for the bumps and bruises and the day to day abuse my body takes, and THAT�?That is the ICWA Heavyweight Championship. Now I realize that Nic Dangerously wants that title in a bad way so he can solidify himself as a marquee guy and prove all the neigh sayers wrong�?But that’s exactly where the difference here lyes�?He "Wants" it, but regardless of how bad he "wants" that title, I NEED that title. Which is exactly why I’m out here right now�?Tonight, I have no choice but to put it all on the line for that championship, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do. And I’m going to beat Nic Dangerously and progress to the ICWA Championship and for that�?I want to sincerely apologize to each and every one of you here in San Antonio tonight." Christian brings the mic to his side momentarly as the crowd is loud but deeply mixed. Busch, "A lot of sincerity in the voice of Christian Skywalker but I’m not quite sure where this is going�? Christian draws the mic back up his lips and says, "I love my fans�?The No Limit Army keeps me going each and every day�?And I know that under different circumstances the vast majority of you people would be reping the NLA hard, but this isn’t normal circumstances. Nic Dangerously is your hometown hero�?The small fry turned big, and he represents this city proudly. Now if the ICWA Title weren’t a factor here, I’d never get in the way of that. I’m not a guy who can’t share the stage with someone else. I think it’s great that you people are so loyal to Nic and I thank God each and every day that I have fans who are as loyal to me as you people are to Nic E Dangerously. But tonight, I can’t factor that in�?Tonight has to be for me, and as a result, I can not apologize for doing everything in my power to win the ticket to the ICWA Title, but I WILL apologize for having to do it against your hometown hero when you so badly want to see a fairytale return." Marshal, ‘Riiiiiiight."
Busch, "Actually Jay, No Limits sounds very sincere right now."
Marshal, "I Sounded sincere when I told you wife I loved her, but that doesn’t mean I really wanted anything other then sex."
Busch, "But that’s the difference between you and Christian, he is�?Wait�?STRONG> WHAT?!"
Marshal, "Relax, I’m joking�?
Busch, "Thank�?
Marshal, �?FONT color=#ffff00>Or Am I? GAH-HA !" Christian goes to continue speaking when suddenly The G.O.A.T., by LL Cool J, starts to play over the P.A. system. Single words start to flash up on the big screen�? THE……�?FUTURE…�?.OF………THE………FRANCHISE…�?.BOBBY………JOHNSON Various scenes from past matches involving Bobby starts to play. Bobby giving Ricky Carter a 450 Splash off the top of a ladder, while Ricky’s laying on a table. Bobby giving Matt Matlock a Bourbon Street Blues�?in The Elimination Chamber. Bobby with a tight Bourbon Street Blues�?on Chris Stlyes. Bobby giving Demented 3 straight Killa Kicks�? with the last one knocking the big man over the top ropes. Bobby jumping off the top of the turnbuckle, and giving MJ Storm a Body Splash, while he is laying on the announce table. Bobby giving Luther Aldridge The Greatest Trademark Move Of All Time�? Bobby giving Matt Collins a Killa Kick, and going for the pin. Bobby standing up on the turnbuckle with his arms raised in the air after winning the ICWA’s Royal Rumble. Bobby in the middle of the ring, holding up the PWT Titanium Championship after beating Jimmy Stryker to become the Titanium Champion. Bobby Standing over a fallen Christian Michaels, while holding the PWT Peoples Championship Busch, "I’m not sure what Bobby Johnson’s business here is�? Bobby makes his way out from behind the curtains, and stops on the top of the ramp. The music slowly fades as Bobby stands on the ramp with a microphone in hand. Bobby, "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa�?Ya know Chris, to be quite honest with ya playa, you’re starting to piss me off. (Crowd pops and boos)�?Ya know Ned’s my homie, don’t get me wrong�?But too be straight with ya, I’m getting pretty damn tired of hearing his name all the time (crowd boos). Boo all you want to, but the fact is, the last time I checked there’s only ONE MAN in the ICWA who has a guaranteed ICWA Heavyweight championship match, and you’re looking at him. So while you and Ned are killing yourselves tonight, I’m already sitting pretty with my guaranteed title match. Which doesn’t bother me any, it’s not like I didn’t earn my shot, I just did it first so I don’t HAVE to kill myself now. What DOES bother me is that all I’m hearin outta you is "I have to beat Ned and become the champ." "Once I beat Ned I’ve got the title�? Well sorry to say playa, but if you beat Ned �?and that’s a really big damned if- then all you’re heading too is the ass kicking of a life time cause whether you like it or not�?Whether these tools like it or not (crowd boos)�?And no disrespect to the man, but whether Ned likes it or not, I’m going to be the inaugural ICWA Champion for 2006, The End." Christian smirks and shakes his head as he says, "Is that so?" Bobby, "Oh yeah son, that’s so. You can cry all damn day about how much you’ve busted your ass, how hard you’ve fought, but you know NOTHING until you lace up (points down to his feet) THESE F**KIN�?BOOTS!" Busch, "Wow�?We can’t repeat that." No Limits, "Well then Ro-bert’�?how about instead of standing there flapping at the mouth, you bring your "F’N Boots" down to the Liminators "F’N" Ring and we’ll settle this right here, In San Antonio Texas!" The crowd erupts as Bobby shrugs and says, "I’m not the one with a main event tonight, you got it." Bobby tosses the mic to the side and starts walking down the ring with a Steve Austin style BMF walk as Christian gets into a shoot wrestling stance in center ring and the crowd is on their feet going wild. Busch, "Ohhhhhhhhhh Jay! I Reckon Business is fixin�?to PICK UP!"
Marshal, "Dumb move by Christian Skywalker!" The crowd is going nuts as Bobby is marching down the ring�?But suddenly a fleet of men in black jeans and black polo shirts with MSN Logo On their right chest surface. The sea of what we can assume is MSN security comes flying down and gets in front of Bobby Johnson. Skywalker seems nearly offended by this as he hops out of the ring via the second and third ropes and heads for Bobby, but the security holds him off too. "Hey�?Hey�?HEY!" The cameras go up to the top where Devon Monroe is seen with his own security staff as we see Broderick ahead of him coming down the ramp with John McKenzie. Devon, "Whoa fellas�? Crowd: YOU FUCKIN�?SUCK, YOU FUCKIN SUCK, YOU FUCKIN�?SUCK, YOU FUCKIN SUCK, YOU FUCKIN�?SUCK, YOU FUCKIN SUCK, YOU FUCKIN�?SUCK, YOU FUCKIN SUCK, YOU FUCKIN�?SUCK, YOU FUCKIN SUCK,*********************************************************�?/P> Busch, "A lot of the very vocal W2K Fatefuls here tonight�? Devon, "Yeah, I’m not the guy in this administration that gives a crap what you people think so save it for someone like Russ or Jaymie who might give a damn. (looks back to the ring) �?FONT color=#3366ff> MSN appreciates your ambition fellas, but we almost had our main event for the night dangered earlier this week cause this crapfest of a city (crowd boos) doesn’t have a competent police force�?We’re not about to watch it go down the drain tonight because some guy with a hero �?slash �?popularity complex feels the need to defend his pride against an over-hyped rookie who’s ego can’t take someone else around here being viewed as the face of this company. So what both of ya need to do is kiss and make up and go take a cold shower or something �?preferably not together unless you’re into that sort of thing �?and call it a day cause there’s no way in Hell anybody here tonight is seeing Christian Skywalker and Bobby Johnson going at it." Crowd: YOU SUCK DICK, YOU SUCK DICK, YOU SUCK DICK, YOU SUCK DICK, YOU SUCK DICK, YOU SUCK DICK, YOU SUCK DICK, YOU SUCK DICK, YOU SUCK DICK, YOU SUCK DICK, YOU SUCK DICK, YOU SUCK DICK, YOU SUCK DICK, YOU SUCK DICK.... Devon, "They very well may, I have no control over em�?after they leave ICWA property. But until they do in fact leave ICWA ground, I AM in control which is why I’m telling you right now, if there’s any physicality between Bobby Johnson and Christian Skywalker tonight, neither one of you will see an ICWA Championship in the next 360 days. So you do what ya got too fellas, but just keep that in mind." Bobby and Christian are both glaring up the ramp at a rather arrogant Devon Monroe as the "MSN" Theme (modified nWo theme) blasts over the PA. Busch, "That’s huge! Any physicality tonight will lead to a one year removal from the ICWA World title picture!"
Marshal, "That’s alright, just means I’ll have to lace up my boots and carry this place on my back�?AGAIN!" The cameras fade on Bobby Johnson and NLCS who are now back glaring at each other through the sea of security at ringside. *Commercial Break* | |
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| ICWA Demented Live July 19, 2006 | | When the cameras come back from commercial the screen instantly lights up as we hear Busch say�?/P> "If you’re just tunning in this happened just moments ago�? | Moments Ago | | Bobby, "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa�?Ya know Chris, to be quite honest with ya playa, you’re starting to piss me off. sorry to say playa, but if you beat Ned �?and that’s a really big damned if- then all you’re heading too is the ass kicking of a life time cause whether you like it or not�?Whether these tools like it or not (crowd boos)�?And no disrespect to the man, but whether Ned likes it or not, I’m going to be the inaugural ICWA Champion for 2006, The End." Christian smirks and shakes his head as he says, "Is that so?" Bobby, "Oh yeah son, that’s so. You can cry all damn day about how much you’ve busted your ass, how hard you’ve fought, but you know NOTHING until you lace up (points down to his feet) THESE ________’N BOOTS!" No Limits, " ...you bring your "F’N Boots" down to the Liminators "F’N" Ring and we’ll settle this right here, In San Antonio Texas!" Bobby tosses the mic to the side and starts walking down the ring with a Steve Austin style BMF walk as Christian gets into a shoot wrestling stance in center ring and the crowd is on their feet going wild. The crowd is going nuts as Bobby is marching down the ring�?But suddenly a fleet of men in black jeans and black polo shirts with MSN Logo On their right chest surface. The sea of what we can assume is MSN security comes flying down and gets in front of Bobby Johnson. Skywalker seems nearly offended by this as he hops out of the ring via the second and third ropes and heads for Bobby, but the security holds him off too. Devon (On the stage), "�?FONT color=#3366ff>I’m telling you right now, if there’s any physicality between Bobby Johnson and Christian Skywalker tonight, neither one of you will see an ICWA Championship in the next 360 days. So you do what ya got too fellas, but just keep that in mind ." | With that the cameras go to ringside where we see Bert Busch and Jay Marshal at ringside. Busch, "The number 1 contender and the potential number 1 contender were right in each other’s face ready to get it cookin�? but now�?Well now there’s a lot more on the line then just their pride."
Marshal, "No doubt. The ICWA Championship is richest prize in this industry, and to be banned from even TRYING to hold it for a full year�?Well that’s like telling a cancer paitent they’re gonna have to wait a year for Kemo or a drug addict that it’s gonna be a year before they’ll ever see their fix again�?I can’t describe what that’s like, but it’s definitely big business." The lights in the arena dim, through the sound system, Fuel's "Won't Back Down" begins low ..
I know what darkness means (and the void you left for me)
The isolation stings (so thick it wants to bleed)
The echoes in my brain (of the things you said to me)
You took my everything .. (NOW I'M COMING FOR YOU!)
Two pyro's explode simultaniously on either side of the stage, forming a thick cloud of smoke, Nikki steps through the smoke, she stands motionless, letting her eyes roam over the crowd. She shoots her hand in the air and runs down the ramp. As she reaches the ring, she hops on the apron and turns and places her back against the ropes. After a moment she back flips on the ropes into the ring. She hits the four corner posts and plays to the crowd, then hops down and makes her way to the middle of the ring where she waits for her opponent.
Dart - "Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making her way to the ring first, she is from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, and tonight she weighs in at 145 lbs., she is Nikki Bllllllaaaaaaaccccckkk!!!!"
The lights in the arena begin to flciker as Jamal Atkins music begins to play. The fan explode with booing. He then comes out flipping everyone off as he just walks down the ramp and gets into the ring.. Jamal Atkins flips off everyone and then goes ans stands near the corner looking up towards the enterance ramp.
Dart - "And her opponent, he is from New York City, and tonight he is weighing in at 220 lbs., he is Jamal Atttttttkkkkiiiiinnnnsss!!!!"
Busch - "This should be a great contest, these two have been at each others throats for a while, with some very harsh words tossed around as well."
Marshall - "It will not be great, he is a man, stronger, taller and dominate. She is going to get her pretty little butt whipped if she is not careful."
The two competitors are staring at each other across the ring. The ref in charge, Shawn Cain, calls for the bell and we are underway. Jamal and Nikki meet each other in the center of the ring and Nikki is staring up at Jamal. There is a clear size differential. Nikki gives Jamal a little shove, he moves backwards. He comes at her with a clothesline, but she ducks and when he turns around, she hit him with a hiptoss. He gets back to his feet and is met with a spinning heel kick. Jamal gets up quickly once again, but as he is rising to his feet, Nikki hits him with a hurricarana, and holds on to his legs, going for the pinfall...
Cain drops for the count, 1...2... and Jamal powers his way out. He gets back to his feet, and Nikki is staring at him once again, he is clearly in shock at her athleticism...
Busch - "It looks as if Jamal underestimated Nikki, which is something you can never do with your opponent."
Marshall - "Why should he take her seriously, she is a woman, he is man, it is the law of physics, she will lose."
Nikki is now motioning for Jamal to come at her again, which he does with another clothesline. She ducks again, but this time when she turns around, she is met with a huge big boot to the face. Nikki is on her back, clearly stunned by the shot she took. Jamal picks her up and gives her a devastating scoop slam. As soon as she hit the mat, he picks her up again and delivers another scoop slam. He then picks her up and gives her an Irish Whip into the corner, and follows her in with a strong clothesline. Nikki goes to fall, but Jamal holds him up, and begins to chop her chest. After about four chops, he pulls her out of the corner and gets behind her and grabs her by the waist for a German Suplex. He tosses her up over her head, but she lands on her feet. Jamal turns around in surprise, but he is met with a high velocity Spinebuster. Now both competitors are out, Jamal from the Spinebuster and Nikki from all of the punishment she has taken...
Cain begins the count 1...2...3...4...5...they both begin to move slowly, Jamal a little quicker than Nikki 6...7...8...and Jamal makes it to his feet, with Nikki stagering to her feet a second after Jamal...
Busch - "I didnt think that either one of these competitors where going to get up, this is good Jay."
Marshall - "I thought for sure Nikki would stay on her back, it looked comfortable to her. But I guess Jamal is going to have to beat her some more."
As Nikki gets to her feet, Jamal walks over to her and drops her with a Side Russian Leg Sweep and picks her up and drops her again with a Vertical Suplex. Nikki is favoring her back, and Jamal is walking around the ring, taking in all the boos that are coming from the fans. Nikki gets to her feet, and Jamal is going for a Superkick, but Nikki catches his foot. She throws his foot to the ground and goes for a kick of her own. Jamal catches hers and smiles at her, but Nikki quickly turns the situation in her favor with an Inzeguri. Jamal crumbles to the mat as Nikki gets up and leans up against the rope, trying to compose herself. She picks up Jamal and quickly brings him in for a side effect. She drops him down hard and slowly pulls herself up, clearly still staggered by the beating she has taken. The crowd is applauding her for her power against a much bigger foe. She begins to scale up to the top rope and once she gets to the top, she jumps off, going for the Swanton Bomb, but Jamal just moves out of the way and Nikki lands hard on her back. Jamal is getting back to his feet now, and Nikki is struggling, she comes back up and when she turns around, she is kicked in the gut and dropped with ferocious DDT. He goes across the ring and it appears he is looking for the Rolling of the Dice. Nikki is very slow getting up, but she finally makes it to her feet. As she turns around, Jamal charges and once again, Nikki ducked out of the way and when Jamal turns around, he is nailed by a Swinging Neckbreaker by Nikki. She goes for the cover...
Cain drops and 1...2... and Jamal narrowly kicks out. Nikki slaps the mat, apparently getting frustrated, but she continues...
Busch - "She is getting upset, she should just get focused and try to do something to win the match."
Marshall - "Typical woman, always bitching and crying over stupid things, when they should be focusing, like what to make me for dinner after the match."
Busch - "You make me sick."
She picks Jamal up and brings him to the corner. She picks him up and puts him on the first turnbuckle facing the crowd. She gets underneath him and puts hands through his arms and around his jaw. He comes out to the center of the ring with Jamal on her back. She then drops hard to her knees, delivering the Black Eye. Jamal seems to be all but out of it, but he is still trying to stagger to his feet once more. Nikki is waiting on him and as he gets to his feet and turns around, she locks on the Black Out. Jamal is writhing in pain from the hold and Nikki continues to squeeze and crush his face and head. Jamal is trying to fight, but he is wearing down. He finally drops to the mat and begins to flop around there a little bit. He finally is about out of it and Nikki increases the pressure even more.
Cain drops down and begins to pick up the arm of Jamal. He picks it up and it drops once 1, he picks it up and it drops again 2, he picks it up one more time and it drops to the mat for the third time, 3 and Cain calls for the bell. Nikki holds onto the Black Out for a little bit longer, and then finally lets go, sending a little message to Atkins. The ref finally raises her hand in victory...
Dart - "Here is your winner, Nikki Bllllllaaaaaaccccccckkkkk!!!!!!!"
Busch - "Wow, what a contest, that was back and forth action at its best."
Marshal - "I cannot believe this, a woman beating a man, next thing you know, they will want to be president of the United States."
Busch - "Never the less, Nikki Black is victorious and it was a great match." With that the cameras go to the parking lot where we see a black Ford Explorer. The crowd instantly pops knowing who this is. Busch, "We know who this is!"
Marshal, "We do?" The vehicle comes to a stop and turns off as we then see the drivers door open and out from it steps none other then�?/P> Busch, "We sure do�?NIC E DANGEROUSLY!" The crowd goes nuts chanting: NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E�?/P> Nic looks at the AT&T Center which we can only assume is much bigger then the old W2K Arena and probably where most San Antonio based performers want to work�?/P> Nic, "Oh yeah�? Nic smirks as he progresses toward the arena. Busch, "Later tonight he’s going one on one with Christian Skywalker, but when we come back James goes one on one with Hank and Jay�?Somebody’s gonna lose their job!"
Marshal, "I love it when Christmas time comes early." Later Tonight! *Commercial Break* | |
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| ICWA Demented Live July 19, 2006 | | When the Commercials draw to an end we hear a bold male narrator say, "The following is the Nike Re-Run of the Week�?Nike, Just Do It." | Nike Re-Run | | We see Devon Monroe backstage on his Cell phone�?/P> Devon, "HE WHAT?!... What the Hell do you mean "Flight Issues"?! …………�?Whoa, Whoa, Hold on……�?What you mean to tell me is that after David Van Dam just blatantly no-showed us, James is going to do the same and blame it on "plane issues"?! (crowd boos). ……………�?Fine, don’t you worry about it, tell James he’d better have his ass here for Demented next week or he won’t have to worry about getting to our venues!" Devon hangs up his phone as we see referee Tim White rushing by. | The Cameras fade back in slowly, Hank is already at the edge of the ring, the response from the crowd (those that had decided not to hit the can or the vendors) is one of rabid disintrest, those that boo doing so more out of the fact that Hank is there then out of any real opinion of the man at all. hank slowly slips into the ring, not even really bothering to cater to the fans at all with a "if they don't care screw em" attitude he slowly walks to the corner, his eyes staring at the back. Busch ,"Well folks, that may have seemed like an insignificant Nike "Re-run" this week, but we showed that to better explain why we have a loser leaves town match on the verge. MSN decided that in an attempt to seek revenge on James for missing a very important date last week, they’d make him fight to keep his job this week. However, since Hank isn’t exactly our largest draw, they decided that if he wasn’t successful tonight, he would be equally subject to release in an attempt to raise the interest in this match. I’m not very comfortable with the fact that somebody’s career and livly hood is being used to raise the stakes for the sake of some added "entertainment", but, Ladies and gentlemen, I can guarantee ya this much; this match is going to be hellacious if for no other reason then the fact that you put two men who hate each other in the ring together and there will always be blood spilled " Marshal, " Yea thats right especially when one of those men is James. But the hell with that, just listen to this crowd. Hell i've seen more reaction for toast then Hank is getting here tonight. Not that he deserves any more but damn that’s cold. " The lights suddenly go out as the screams and cheers really start up, almost being overtaken by the chorus of boos from the James haters in the audience. slowly the red spotlights make their way up the ramp. pausing for a moment before lighting up the stage showing....nothing. The bell is heard as the lights suddenly come up showing James standing in one corner. James jumps, leading with the element of surprise as he charges forward, looking to make a serious dent in Hanks ribs. the Man barely able to step out of the way. hastily james slams on the brakes stopping just infront of the ringpost. Unfortunantly james' luck is not with him as hank comes flying in from behind slamming james hard into the turnbuckle, hank bounces of james back as james stumbles back a step from the impact, Hank quickly catching him in a russian leg sweep. The crowd cheering at the unexpectedly quick start as hank rolls to his feet followed quickly by James. the two men stepping forward looking for a tie-up james suddenly stepping back, Hank, finding noone waiting from him stumbles forward off blance as james quickly grabs his head and nail a hard DDT, not wasteing any time as he holds onto the head and wrenches back into a Front face lock. Busch, " Now this is a match, both men seeming to really want this one. not surprising considering that their jobs are on the line " Both men are back on their feet, Hank obviously feeling the effects of the Hold just applied as he tries to shake off the cobwebs, that moment costing him as James slams a hard kick into his ribs, Quickly grabbing one of Hanks arms James pulls him forward before hitting a swinging neckbreaker. James Screambles quickly over to hank for the cover. not even one as hank throws his shoulder from the mat, james showing his distaste by pulling hank up by the shoulder and slamming his forhead into hanks nose with a viscious headbutt. hank rolls back out of the way, James hopping up to his feet, turning quickly to pose to the crowd, dropping to the ground just as hank Comes charging at him. popping back up and grabbing hank for a spinebuster. hank in a desperation move grabs James' head, holding it tight under his arm as james slams him down, facplanting himself in the process. Both men Lay there for a few moment, James running his fingers quickly over his face to make sure that nothing is broken beyond repair before slowly getting to his feet. hank waiting for him and quickly putting the boots to james' shoulder slamming him back to the Mat. Hank continues to slam his heel hard onto james' back, giving him no chance to roll out of the way. Hanks face his filled with a cocky grin that suddenly falls as James discards strategy and simply screams, both hands slamming into the mat and pushing him up right under the descending foot. Hank stumbles back off balance as james runs forward, quickly grabbing an arm and whipping him into the ropes, James ducks the incoming clothesline, quickly spinning behind and Grabbing hanks head, locking in a Sleeper hold that actually manages to last for a full three seconds before Hank slams his elbows back hard. hank runs forward, bouncing from the ropes and looking to takes james' face off with a clothesline. James ducks, both hands crossing infront of him as he drops, driving both arms visciously and deliberatly into hanks kneecap before standing and tossing him over his back. The crowd boos at the obviously deliberate attempt to seriously injure Hank as James laughs slowly walking over to the man who's holding his knee in Pain. James leans down grabbing the Injured leg, his right hand slamming into the back of the knee with several hard chops as he lifts the leg setting it on the middle rope and taking a few steps back. James laughes running forward, his lead leg passing hanks head and pivoting, his rear leg swinging around in a Savage roundhouse with all the force of a Kickboxing expert, sending hank spinning across the canvass wailing in pain and grabbing his leg. Busch, " Dear god, I have heard all the rumors about James but there is no way in hell I just saw that. What kind of sick man would even think of doing that to another individual. Marshal," James Ain't interested in ending his run Here. He wants to end the mans career, that’s how he earned his rep and by the looks of it some things just don't change. Back in the ring Hank has actually managed to catch a break. James seems to be caught up in a very powerful argument with the ref. both of them waveing their Hands and james obviously swearing like a champion. he points off somewhere, the ref turning to look as James' foot 'accidentally' trip him up. James turns to the booing audience, shrugging as if he doesn't know why their booing before giving a huge yawn, his arms stretching out then BANG Dropping a powerful elbowdrop right on the back of the refs head. slowly he stands up, laughing loudly and slowly turns around, his eyes going wide for a second before a forearm takes him completely in the face. Hank having managed to get up on one leg, having nothing left to him but to jump forward, the shot having his full weight as slowly he gets to his feet. the crowd cheering, those cheers turning to boos as Hank flips them off. not needing them before and not wanting them now. Slowly he manages to get James to his feet, who immediately and unashamedly kicks him in the knee. Sending him down to the ground. Hank gins wide through the pain, his hand slamming out and nailing James right in the groin. James' eyes go wide and he smirks as Hank pulls his hand back, losing his balance as he shakes off the sudden pain i his finger. james looking at the crowd, slowly putting a finger to his lips before reaching into his pants. Busch," BEER BOTTLE. HE HAD A BEER BOTTLE IN HIS PANTS" Marshal, " THAT IS BRILLIANT. MARK ONE FOR THE DRUNK " James Stares at the bottle, his eyes growing wider and wider as he sees the booze dripping from the remnants, quickly shaking his pants to gets what left in their out he looks at hank, his eyes seething with Rage as he walks over to the man who has once again managed to pull himself up on the ropes. James stalks forward as Hank turns, his desperation allowing him to do the only thing left to him. which just turns out to be the stupidest, he slams his fists out, three solid punches taking James right in the stomach the final one finding it's mark on the bald head. Which immediately snaps up, the man who has seen bar brawls since he was a child suddenly slamming into action, his hands slamming fiercely into the stomach of hank. his next shot slamming right across the back of the neck before grabbing his head. James foot kicking his legs from him to drive him into a vicious ddt. the ref barely conscious as James slowly crawls over top. the crowd Boos as james' concealed leg is slamming into hanks knee causing enough pain to prevent him from even thinking about breaking the pin. 1 2 3!!! James jumps up, grabbing hank and pulling him to the edge of the ring before rolling out, pulling him onto his shoulders and walking towards the back, the boos of the crowd following him as he makes his way past them. the guards telling him to stop as he just screams at them to move aside, walking through the back, the cameras following him as he kicks open one of the doors, dropping hank outside before pulling his bad leg back in and slamming the door on the knee, his hands reaching out and grabbing the chains used to secure the arena doors after hours and looping it several times through the Handle before turning to the guards. James- Anyone moves him before I'm out of this building will just have volunteered to be my next opponent....How Pathetic. Busch, "Good God�? The cameras fade on Hank’s leg jammed in the otherwise closed door. *Commercial Break* | |
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| ICWA Demented Live July 19, 2006 | | When the cameras come back we hear that same male Narrator from before say, "Nike Re-Run part Duex�?Just Do It!" | Nike Re-Run: Part Duex | | Hardy is slow to get up but once he gets up, he helps Johnson up and brings him over to the corner, and lifts him up onto the turnbuckle. Bobby is right in front of the face of Atkins, and Hardy climbs around and goes for a seated fall down on Johnson, but Atkins grabs his legs for a Powerbomb, and once they all come down, Hardy is sitting on Johnson’s chest, while Atkins head and arm over the rest of Johnson’s chest, and Darren Thomas drops down and counts, 1�?2�?3! The buzzer goes off, but who is the champ, Hardy or Atkins?* Busch, " What happened?!" The bell has sounded so the match is definitely over�?Referee Darren Thomas grabs the Hardcore championship and raises Jamal Atkins�?arm as the crowd boos. Busch, " It appears like�?B> YES! Jamal ATKINS Is the NEW Hardcore champion!" But Chris Martin comes in shaking his head as he grabs Jamal’s already raised arm and throws it down. He then takes the Hardcore championship and hands it to Matt Hardy as he raises Hardy’s hand making the crowd erupt! Busch, " Wait! No! It’s Hardy! MATT HARDY! MATT HARDY has won the EYE_SEE_DUBBYA_EH HARDCORE TITLE!" But Thomas no tosses Hardy’s arm down and points over to Jamal as he begins yelling at Martin. Martin stands firm though and starts yelling back as he’s pointing to Hardy. The two then start to shove each other�?/P> Busch, " This is getting confrontational now�? Shawn Cain slides in and gets between the two referees as we hear a female voice say, " Whoa, Whoa, Whoa�? The crowd offers a pop as we see the new Chairperson of the ICWA, Jaymie Leigh, on the stage with a microphone. Jaymie, " Shawn�?You’re the Vice-Senior referee of this company�?Who won?" Cain grabs a mic from a crew member at ringside and says, " Well Miss Leigh�?As far as I can tell�?They both did!" The crowd erupts albeit with a mixed reaction. Jaymie, " Hmm�?Well then�?I guess that’s the Answer then. We now have Duel Hardcore champions! Ladies and Gentlemen, Jamal Atkins and Matt Hardy are your NEW ICWA Hardcore Champions!" Marshal, " WAIT?! WHAT?! Can she do that?!"
Busch, "I reckon she just did!" Hardy and Jamal glare at each other, neither one seeming truly satisfied with the final verdict. "Nike�?JUST DO IT!" | "WHOOOOOOA YEAH!" blasts through the speakers! The fans come to their feet instantly popping for Hardy. And its just a second later before he appears from behind the curtain and throwing up the familiar V1 hand gesture. Matt then makes his way down to the ring as his video an music play. He even slaps hands with some of the ringside fans before climbing in the ring.* Kevin Dart: In the ring, from Cameron, North Carolina, weighing in at two hundred and twenty-five pounds, he is one of the ICWA Co-Hardcore Champions, Matt Hardy!!!!!!! *The fans are buzzing about after getting back to their seats with their drinks and food items. They're waiting for one of the combatants in the upcoming contest when 'Firefly' by Breaking Benjamin begins to blare over the pa system and the words to the opening verse is seen on the titantron: You my friend
You're a lot like them
But I cut your line
And you know I did
Now I'm lost in you
Like I always do
And I'd die to win
'Cause I'm born to lose
The lights begin to flicker red and orange as we see some red smoke appear on the stage as it lingers there. The black curtain flicks open as the words And I'd die to win are heard, and appearing on the stage is M.J. Storm. He begins to walk down the entrance ramps as we then hear the ring announcer speak. Kevin Dart: Making his way to the ring, from Madison, Wisconsin, weighing in at two hundred and fifty-six pounds, he is "The Fallen Superstar" M.J. Storm!!!!!!!! M.J. finishes walking down the ramp, and slides into the ring. He walks over to a set of ropes, and jumps on them, bouncing. He then hops down and turns to a stagehand and hands them his leather trenchcoat,and gets ready for his match.* *Referee Chris Martin calls for the bell as this contest gets underway. Both men move around the ring before coming to the center and locking up. Storm brings his left leg around Hardy's right, and judo sweeps him down. M.J. drops down for a quick cover, and Martin begins the count, 1......2.kick out by Hardy. M.J. rolls off and gets to his feet, while Hardy gets up as well, and M.J. does a little taunt, saying 'Just that quick it can be over', to get under the skin of the Co-Hardcore Champion. M.J. then charges at Hardy for a clothesline, but Hardy ducks it, catches M.J.'s neck with a hangman's neckbreaker. Hardy then drops down for a quick cover, and Martin goes for the count, 1......2..kick out by Storm. Once Hardy gets up, and M.J. gets back to his knees, and Hardy does the same taunt back at M.J., which steams up The Fallen Superstar.* Busch: "A quick start with two close falls, and both are trying to get in each other's head." Marshal: "You know if this match had some real talent, I'd care more, but this is going to become a spot fest, you watch." *M.J. and Hardy back in the ring have locked up, and Hardy has put Storm into a side headlock. He torques it slightly, but then M.J. throws an elbow to the gut of Hardy, once, twice, then three times. He then pushes him off and into the ropes. Hardy bounces off, and M.J. drops down to the mat, to drop toe hold Hardy, which is what he does. M.J. then quickly hops to his feet and drops an elbow to the back of Hardy, which causes Hardy to cringe. M.J. gets back to his feet, pulling Hardy up by his hair, and to a standing position. He whips Hardy to the corner, and then goes over to him, climbs up, and places his arm over Hardy's head in a DDT position. He jumps off, and he spins in midair, but Hardy pushes him off sending Storm down to the mat and M.J. grabs his back. Hardy brings M.J. up quickly, and lifts him up for a Vertical Suplex. stalling it slightly before hitting it. Hardy goes over to the top turnbuckle, and signals for one of his moves, and jumps off for the Downfall, and connecting it beautifully. M.J. arches back, and then Hardy goes over to him, and makes the cover as Martin drops down, 1......2....kick out by Storm.* Busch: "Nice leg drop by Hardy and it looks like he's taking it to Storm." Marshal: "Spot fest, I told you so, someone's going to go to the top rope again in a couple minutes, just you wait." *Hardy looks at Martin like it was a three, but Chris says only two. Hardy seems to accept this as he picks M.J. up by his hair, and then whips him to the turnbuckle. Hardy goes over to another corner, and runs at Storm, hitting him with a clothesline in the corner, and as M.J. stumbles out of the corner, Hardy grabs his head for a running bulldog. He hits the move, and gets up, dropping an elbow to Storm. He then picks him up, and hits him with a Side Effect. Instead of going for the pin, Hardy goes over to the corner, and climbs up to the top, and turns around, so his back is to the ring, and he's facing the ring. He does one of his Hardy taunts, and flips off for a Moonsault, but Storm rolls right out of the way at the last possible second. Hardy crashes and burns as M.J. gets over to the corner, and begins to use it to help himself up.* Busch: "Big Moonsault by Hardy, but he misses." Marshal: "Spot fest, what did I tell you, people should listen to me more often. *M.J. gets back to a standing position in the corner, and he waits for Hardy to get back to his feet. Once Hardy gets up, Storm runs at him, and drops him with a bulldog of his own. M.J. gets up slowly, and grabs Hardy by the ankles and catapults him into the corner. Hardy hits the top turnbuckle and staggers back, M.J. grabs him by the waist, and rolls him up, as Martin gets down for the count, 1......2.....Hardy rolls off to his side. M.J. gets back up, and lifts Hardy up by his arm, and gives him a quick snap suplex. Storm gets up mildly quickly, and goes over to the turnbuckle, and gets into a position for something big. Hardy gets up, as Martin was checking in on him, and M.J. comes off with a Lightning Bolt, but ends up taking out Hardy and the referee.* Busch: "Storm goes for a big move of his own, but ends up taking out the referee in the process." Marshal: "Storm takes out the referee, and now what's he going to do, his big risk moves only get rewarded when the referee can actually count." *Once M.J. gets up, he goes over to the referee, and checks on him, to see if he's going to come around. However, as M.J. is checking on the referee, Hardy is standing behind him recovered from the Lightning Bolt. Boos then echo around the arena, as the other Hardcore Champion comes running down the ramp. He slides into the ring as M.J.'s almost got the referee awake. He gets up as Hardy turns around, to duck Jamal going for Rolling the Dice, but M.J. wasn't so lucky. He got hit with the move and Hardy grabs Atkins by head and throws him out over the top rope. The referee begins to come around, and Hardy goes for a cover on Storm, and Martin begins to count slowly, 1.........2........3! Martin calls for the bell as "Live for the Moment" begins to blare over the pa system, and Kevin Dart speaks.* Kevin Dart: The winner of this match, Matt Hardy!!!!!! Busch, "Matt Hardy picks up the win with what looked like an unintentional and surely un-desired assist from Jamal Atkins!"
Marshal, "Come on! Hardy probably begged for the cop-out from Atkins to win this match!"
Busch, "Hardy’s got more class than that�?I’d think." Hardy is on his feet in the ring and he certainly does seem none to happy as he glares down at Jamal Atkins. Atkins puts his arms up and starts walking backwards around the ring as to say "Hey, it’s all gravy baby"�?Matt holds his glare till Atkins gets to the bottom of the ramp, then he turns around to check and see if MJ’s alright. The two competitors in the ring aren’t friends by any means but Hardy didn’t want it like that�?Suddenly We see Jamal come flying out of no where as he wraps Hardy across the back of the head with the Hardcore championship, dropping him on the spot as the official helps roll MJ out of the ring. Busch, "Aww come on!" Jamal starts sinking in some hard stomps to the back of Hardy as the crowd is booing loudly. Atkins gives them the ol one finger salute before he rolls out under the bottom rope and starts fishing under the ring apron�?Finally he withdraws a table, which does draw a pop despite the fact that they favor Hardy over Atkins. Busch, "What the Hell is this for?!" Jamal slides the table into the ring and sets it up a couple of feet back from the turnbuckles before he bends down and pulls Hardy up by the hair. The crowd is starting to boo again as Atkins brings Hardy over and plops him up on the top rope. Marshal, "I think he’s looking for one Hell of an Extreme Atkins Effect!"
Busch, "NO! Don’t Do This!" As Jamal starts climbing the ropes the fans slowly start to erupt�?Then we see someone slide into the ring�?/P> Busch, "IS THAT?!" He rushes over and quickly grabs Atkins in what looks like a high angle belly to back, but sets him on his feet and spins him around so that our invader’s back is to Matt Hardy and Jamal’s back is to the table. Busch, "IT IS! IT’S JEFF HARDY! JEFF HARDY! MATT’S YOUNGER BROTHER JEFF HAS COME TO THE SAVE!!!" The crowd is going absolutely insane as Jeff hits one�?two�?three hard right hands followed by a big wind up and then BAM! He lunges forward and Clotheslines Atkins up onto the table as Matt hops off the turnbuckle, holding the back of his head with his left hand and pointing over the ropes into Jamal with his right hand as he’s yelling "YOU KNOW WHAT THE PEOPLE WANTA SEE! DO IT JEFF! SWAN-TON HIS ASS!" Jeff Hardy jumps up onto the top ropes and spins around ala RVD Before standing up and flashing the guns which makes the flash photography start as the crowd is going nuts�?/P> Jeff then Leaps�?/P> Busch, "SWAN-TON-BOMB! SWAN-TON-BOMB! BAH GAWD JEFF HARDY HAS JUST RISKED LIFE AND LIMB AS HE JUST NAILED THAT SWAN-TON-BOMB THROUGH JAMAL ATKINS AND THE WOODEN TABLE!"
Marshal, "Wait a second�?Does that mean�?Oh Christ�?Tell me the Hardy Boys aren’t in the ICWA�?
Busch, "I�?Don’t know�? With that the old techno "Hardy Boys" theme blasts over the PA as Jeff pulls himself up from the rubble holding his lower back. Matt and Jeff look at each other solidly before they finally share a big time hug making the crowd erupt even louder. Busch, "YES! I THINK THE "BOYS" ARE BACK IN TOWN! YES! For the first time in FOUR YEARS The Hardy Boyz are BACK TOGETHER!!!"
Marshal, "WHY?!"
Busch, "Let’s show ya that One More Time!" | The crowd is going absolutely insane as Jeff hits one�?two�?three hard right hands followed by a big wind up and then BAM! He lunges forward and Clotheslines Atkins up onto the table as Matt hops off the turnbuckle, holding the back of his head with his left hand and pointing over the ropes into Jamal with his right hand as he’s yelling "YOU KNOW WHAT THE PEOPLE WANTA SEE! DO IT JEFF! SWAN-TON HIS ASS!" Jeff Hardy jumps up onto the top ropes and spins around ala RVD Before standing up and flashing the guns which makes the flash photography start as the crowd is going nuts�?/FONT> Jeff then Leaps and crashes through Atkins and the table with the Swan Ton Bomb. | When the replay concludes Jeff and Matt are walking up the ramp backwards with their arms around each other as we see Jamal holding his ribs in the middle of the rubble in the ring. Busch, "I can’t believe how this night has gone thus far!" The cameras then go to the back where we see�?/P> SFM walking through the hallway as he tapes his wrists. Busch, "There ya see Shawn Frost-Mann�?He’s going one on one with Matt Matlock tonight in hopes of obtaining the nWWF Heavyweight Championship�? Suddenly he stops and gets a smirk on his face as the cameras pan out and we see a door with a sign that reads�?/P> The crowd pops as SFM knocks on the door. "It’s Open�? His grin grows wider as he reaches out of the camera’s view, and then comes back in with a black folding steal chair. He twist the door knob and walks in as the door closes behind him. Busch, "What the Hell’s he doing with that?!"
Marshal, "Ten bucks and one of my wives says he wasn’t afraid she didn’t have enough furniture." "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Busch, �?FONT color=#ffff00>WHAT THE?! WHAT?! WE’VE GOTTA GO TO COMMERCIAL?! NOW ?!" The cameras fade on the sign on the door. *Commercial Break* | |
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| ICWA Demented Live July 19, 2006 | | When we come back the screen is taken over by the following | During The Commercial | | Busch, "Right before the commercial we saw SFM walk into Miss Leigh’s office with a steal chair and after we went to commercial we saw�?We saw this�? The cameras are on the door as it draws open and a very arrogant SFM walks out with a now bent up steal chair in hand. He walks out of the frame as we zoom in and see Jaymie Leigh lying unconschious in the middle of the office floor with a stream of blood coming from her forehead. | As we fade back to live time we see the Trainers and Peremedics in the office tending to Jaymie as Russ quickly rushes into the office, followed by Devon and John McKenzie. Busch, "There ya see the trainers and medics tending to Miss Leigh�?I don’t know what her condition is at this point�?SFM had no reason, no need and NO damned right to do this!"
Marshal, "Well SFM’s always danced to the beat of his own drumber and I guess he felt the need to make a point here�?
Busch, "What DAMN POINT?! That he’s a Classless son of a BITCH?! That he has NO Integrity?! Or that he’s SOOOO Big and Bad he beat up on a lady!"
Marshal, "I’m not sure, but ya do what ya gotta do to keep your stock up in this business and apparently that’s what SFM thought he had to do."
Busch, "Yeah?! Well SFM’s as low a lifeform as they COME! I hope he pays! I hope he pays DEARLY!" They finally load Jaymie up onto a stretcher as the cameras fade to the ring area. DING DING DING!! Dart: The follwong contest is scheduled for one fall!! "Right Now" by Korn hits as black, white and blue spotlights flicker all over the area. On the top of the stage you notice a good few puffs of smoke fly up, as the spotlights shoot throughout the smoke, a male figure appears on the rampway. The lights continue to flicker as the man makes his way down the rampway. The puffs of smoke shoot up every step that he makes, while on the way to the ring. While on his short walk. is a white spotlight that has shown about the halfway point to the ring as the big light and the flickers begin to work together. There you can see the man sliding in underneath the bottom rope as the lights continue to flicker over and over the dark black, the white bright color and the dark blue,as he is in the ring ready for his match to begin while the lights in the area, slowly make their way back to normal. Dart: From Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing 290 pounds, he is the Legendary JIMMYYYYYYYYYYYY STRYYYYYYYYYYYYYKER!!! And his tag team partner, he is the head of security here in ICWA.... he is BRODERICK JASON!!!! Stryker and Jason are seen in the ring, as Stryker is seen removing his ray bans as he looks over at Jason, who is just ready to fight!! Jimmy smirks, as Stryker is seenloosening himself up in the corner as his music cuts off and...... "Beer Drinkers and Hell Raisers" by Motorhead blasts over the PA as three shots of Purple and white pyros blasts from the stage. Once the pyro concludes out from behind the curtain struts Shane Borden with his arms out as if he was a plane. Devon Monroe is of course following close behind. Busch: The Legendary Stryker is now in the ring, along side his partner Broderick Jason but here comes, none other than ..... Scott continues his plane strut down the ramp a few steps before he gets up right and runs his hands over his oil slicked hair and gives a cocky smirk. Kevin Dart, " And now on his way to the ring... Hailing from Redmond Washington and weighing in at 273 Pounds... He is a representative of the Microsoft Network (crowd boos)... SHANE_BOOOOOOORDENNN!!" Shane brings the backs of his fingers over what appears to be his sweaty chest and flicks the sweat at the fans in the front row as he rounds the corner of the fan barricade and heads for the stairs. Marshall: Yeah here comes the town drunk.....Scott Borden!!! Shane climbs the stairs as Devon climbs up onto the ring apron. Shane enters the ring between the second and third ropes on the left hand side as Devon steps over the top rope in the center. Shane makes a couple of fists in front of himself and shakes before poping his arms out sideways as Devon simultaneously throws the Microsoft "M" in the air (basically the Snuka hand gesture only his palms face out instead of the back of his hands) which sets off a set of Shawn Michaels style pyro behind them in the ring. Finally they conclude their posing and go over to the corner as they await Shane's tag team partner. You Can Run" Billy Kidmans old theme hits as the lights flash off quickly. The fans start too boo and some start too scream for there favorite wrestler.. The lights slowly fade on as purple smoke begins too rise all around in the ring and along the ramp. On the titatron the words "I'm here, You better run" appear. As the lights go black again blue in the ring appears Da Sweet Lunatic as she raises her arms. She looks around as the fans continue to boo her. She then points at her United States Title, and then over at Stryker who not only stares her down, but her United States gold. They both stop looking at one another, as Dart is heard speaking. Dart: In the ring, from the streets of New York City, she is the ICWA United States Champion....DA SWEET LUNAAAAAAAAAAAAATIC!!!!! DING DING DING!!! DSL is seen opting out on starting the match, as Stryker is seen in the ring, to begin the contest. Shane Borden smirks, as he begins to walk his cocky way towards Stryker. Stryker turns away from him, as Shane grabs him. Shane then is met with a hard right hand to the jaw of Shane. Shane crashes down to the mat, as Stryker is seen hovering over him looking down. Stryker then helps up Shane, as Stryker whips him into the ropes, as Borden hits the opposing ropes, Jason is right there to lend a helping forearm to the back of the head rocking Shane, sending him forward into a textbook suplex by Jimmy Stryker. Stryker quickly gets up and goes over to Jason, and tags him into the matchup. Jason is seen with short kicks to the back and the head. Jason then picks up Borden, as he then sends a straight shot with his foot to the midsection of Borden, and then swings around with a forearm knocking Shane down to the mat. Busch: Now this is getting good. Stryker and DSL are on the outside of the ring, not the legal competitors. Marshall: Yeah but wait till they get into the ring together. It will be explosive!! Jason is seen turning around, as he faces Stryker. DSL coming in from the outside comes out of nowhere clocking Jason in the back of the head, knocking him into Stryker, sending him off the apron and to the guardrail crashing his back into it hard. Jason is seen stumbling, as DSL is seen nailing Jason with a neckbreaker, before Ken Martel is seen coming to get her to the outside of the ring. With Stryker and now Jason down, Borden now begins to take control. Borden then stands up Jason, as he sends a thumb to the eye of Jason sending him stumbling back. Borden then picks him up over his shoulder, and dropping Jason down across his knee with a shoulder breaker. Jason is seen on the mat, as Stryker is seen back on his feet, as he then does everything he can, as he gets into the ring, and grabs a hold of Borden, and tosses him over the top and to the floor. Jimmy then charges for DSL, but she drops off the apron, swinging her finger back and forth telling Stryker to wait his turn. Stryker then exits the ring moments later, as Jason is seen crawling over to tag in Stryker. As Jason is about a couple feet away, Borden is now in the ring, and tags in the awaiting DSL who was ready for the tag to begin with as she is now back on the apron. DSL gets into the ring, and as Jason almost had the tag, DSL sends a kick to the back of his head. She then picks up Jason off the mat, as DSL then looks at Stryker. Stryker with an angry look on his face, swings, and misses DSL by just a few inches. Busch: If he would of connected, she would have been out cold!! Marshall: No doubt, but she would have got back up and taken out Stryker!! DSL then pulls Jason away from his corner, as Stryker has had enough. He drops to the outside, and heads around to the timekeepers table. He then grabs the US title and makes his way back to his corner. DSL turns in time and notices Stryker with the US title, as she goes over to where he is standing. Borden who is now half to is seen getting to his feet and entering the ring, going to work on Jason. Martel is seen pushing, Borden to the outside, as Stryker connects with the US title to the forhead of DSL, sending her flying back and to the mat hard. Stryker drops the title to the floor, as he is seen now grabbing the tag rope attached to the ring. Borden is now to the outside, as Jason is trying to get to his feet, as now he and Martel noticed DSL down on the mat. Stryker holding onto the tag rope as Martel has seen nothing wrong going on. Jason is about to Stryker. Stryker reaches out his hand, as Jason is a fingertip away from making the tag. DSL is coming to, but Jason gets the extra inch and the tag is made!! Busch: Here comes Stryker!!! Stryker now goes to work on DSL. Stryker is seen grabbing a hold of her by her hair. He then begins screaming at her, and telling her what he thinks of her, as Stryker is seen bending DSL backwards, throwing his leg around her neck and dropping into a leg drop. DSL hits the mat hard, as Stryker is now seen back on his feet quickly standing over her. Martel is seen going over to check on DSL but Stryker is seen fighting him off. As Stryker is seen arguing with him, as Borden is seen dragging DSL over to their corner, as he then slaps his hands together making the sound of a tag. He then gets into the ring, as he comes for Stryker but Martel is still in the way, as Martel goes crashing into Stryker, then falling to the mat. Marshall: Ken Martel is out cold!! Now what? DSL is seen sliding out of the ring, as she walks over, and grabs her US title where it was laying from before. She tosses it into the ring, as Borden, nails Stryker with a low blow. Stryker drops to his knees, as Borden then bounces off the ropes, but there is DSL, as she lays a dropkick to the head of Stryker sending him crashing down to the mat. Borden and DSL knowing that Martel is out cold, both start double teaming Stryker. They both pick up Stryker as they lock him up. Out of the blue, Stryker is seen being lifted into the air, and slammed down hard into a powerbomb. Stryker is seen out cold on the mat, as DSL is seen having Borden pick up Stryker. As Stryker is now wobbly but back on his feet, DSL charges at him nailing him with the US title this time. DSL smiles, as Stryker is out cold on the mat as is Jason. A few moments later Martel is seen coming to. DSL then lays the US title on Stryker as she then falls to the mat holding her head, as Borden is seen taking one shot on Stryker. Borden then jumps inside the ring making a slamming sound, as he stands over Stryker. Busch: What the hell is this? Cheating to win? Marshall: I guess so!! Borden is seen exiting the ring, as DSL is looking up, but falls back to the mat quickly, as Martel turns around noticing Stryker has the us title in his hands and DSL is down on the mat. Not knowing what has gone on, Martel is seen taking the US title from Stryker and tosses it to the outside. Borden is seen arguing with Martel that Stryker nailed her with the belt and he is faking being down on the mat. Martel then not knowing what to do checks on Stryker. Stryker does not seem to be moving much, as DSL rolls over to her gut and then while Martel is not looking makes her way closer to Borden, as Martel turns to notice that DSL makes the tag to Borden. Busch: Here we go!! Borden is now into the match. As Borden is making his way into the ring, Jason is seen getting to his knees. He then notices Borden on a charge towards Stryker, as he stands to his feet wobbly and then pushes forward nailing Borden with a huge clothesline. Jason rolls to the outside of the ring, as he now reaches far enough to tag Stryker. Stryker now stirring a bit as Jason is seen going to work with kicks to the side of the body, and then back to the head. Jason not wasting any more time, as he stands up Borden, and starts throwingmachine gun kicks to the stomach and head of Borden causing him to fall back into the ropes. Jason not wasting time, as he whips Borden into the ropes. Jason then grabs Borden as he raises him up to the top rope. Jason follows, as he climbs to the top turnbuckle, and off the two go connecting into a powerful super plex to Borden from Jason. Marshall: Come on Stryker get your ass up!! DSL is seen coming for Jason now, as she is back on her feet. The two then starts to annihalte the hell out of Jason. DSL is seen then exiting the ring, as she is tagged back in by Borden. DSL enters the ring, as the two opponents are not even paying attention as the fallen Stryker jumps up to his feet, and walks over and gets behind Borden and DSL. Borden then is seen backing off but running into something that seems like a brick wall. He turns around as Stryker smiles at him, clocks him one time in the jaw and then tosses him over the top rope and to the floor. Jimmy then grabs DSL and turns her around. Jason is seen laid out, as Stryker kicks her in the midsection and then connects with the Supreme Killing!! DSL is out cold in the middle of the ring now, as Jimmy is seen pulling Jason over to the corner. He then tags Jason, as he runs over and makes the cover on DSL. Martel: 1.....2.....3!!! DING DING DING!! Dart: Here is your winners, the team of Broderick Jason, and Jimmy STRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYKER!!!!! Jimmy is seen standing over the fallen DSL laughing as the cameras pan to the back where we see SFM again. Busch, "What a vile human being�?if we can even call him that." SFM appears to be heading for the Coffee when he’s suddenly seen tumbling forward a few steps. SFM turns around as the camera pans back and we see an Irate Russ Johnson. RJ, "Just WHO IN THE HELLLLLLLL DO you think you ARE?!" SFM Smirks, "I’m the greatest Icon in sports entertainment." RJ, "You’re a piece of CRAP is what you are!" The crowd pops as SFM rolls his eyes and says, "Whatever old man, go play Bingo or do whatever it is you people do." Russ Johnson, "You don’t have a bit of respect for any-DAMNED-Thing do ya?!" Busch, "No he does NOT!" SFM Smirks, "Now you’re gettin�?it." Russ Johnson, "You’d better pray that Miss Leigh ends up being alright because if she’s not�? THWACK! SFM lunges forward and nails Russ with the "Lets Roll" Superkick laying him out flat as the crowd actually pops. SFM, "�?FONT color=#00ff00>If she’s not�?What?" SFM laughs and shakes his head, "Another day another dollar�?These suits never learn." Busch, "What a despicable�?I don’t even have words for that�?that�?HIM!"
Marshal, "SFM�?His name is ES_EF_EM." The cameras fade on the seemingly unconscious body of Russ Johnson. *Commercial Break* | |
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| ICWA Demented Live July 19, 2006 | | As the cameras return we see the screen pop open�?/P> | Moments Ago | | Busch, "If you’re just joining us, MSN’s Russ Johnson was confronting SFM over a vile attack he committed on Miss Jaymie Leigh earlier in the night�?This is how he handled it�? Russ Johnson, "You’d better pray that Miss Leigh ends up being alright because if she’s not�? THWACK! SFM lunges forward and nails Russ with the "Lets Roll" Superkick laying him out flat as the crowd actually pops. SFM, "…If she’s not�?What?" SFM laughs and shakes his head, "Another day another dollar�?These suits never learn." | The Replay concludes as we see Matt Matlock standing infront of a TV monitor. The crowd actually offers a mix reaction as Matlock just rolls his eyes. Matlock, "SFM’s a real tough guy�?Radio Personalities to midgets to our administrative staff�?And notice he doesn’t head after Devon Monroe or Shane Borden or Broderick Jason�?(Shakes head) We’ll see what a "bad ass" he is when he sees me in the ring�?(Snickers) SFM-�?SFM’s not worthy to wipe my creamy load of his girlfriend’s face!" The crowd actually pops as the scene fades to the ring. Busch, "You won’t hear these words frequent my mouth but�?I Agree with Matlock." "Never Be Me" Blasts over the PA System. The crowd jumps up to its feet, immediatley booing as they hear that one of a kind music. Shantel Travis could only come to mind as they watch Wrestling's Very own Marilyn Monroe's various situations and photoshoot flashes flip over the large screen. Hearing the talented rapper begin to spit in her theme song, as Shantel pushes the large long black curtain from her path as she paces from behind the stage. With an immediate smirk.. staggering some biting her lip as the smirk leaves her face. Reaching the end of the stage where the ramp starts.. the Girl everyone loves to Hate stand still at the top of the ramp, placing her small tender hands at her full waist looking forward over the large arena.. Beginning to make her way down to the squared circle which lies directly in front of her as she looks down at the lit up ramp below her, receiving no positive pump from the crowd as they know nothing good could come of her at all. As she walks by blowing kisses at all of the fans who of course yell back at her with an even meaner cold hearted insult, of course she flips her hair looking and laughing at some of the old wrinkled tanned wives who sit and watch they're husbands and sons cover up they're complete utter lust by booing at her. Gracing the steel steps with one small foot, pushing her weight upwards and placing another foot on the second step.. as she climbs she grabs the ring post to help guide herself across the ring apron. Ducking down into the ring under the second rope.. Standing up straight and expanding her arms outwards with a evil smile on her beautiful face. Shaking her head slightly at the rowdy crowd, Standing there looking around as all the sad ICWA fans yell at the diva. Shantel rolls her eyes once more..Strutting around the ring with her hands rested right in front of her..as she slightly circles the ring.* Kevin Dart: In the ring, from Nashville, Tennesse, weighing in at an unknown weight, Shantal Travis!!!! *Black rose petals fall as "Do you dare to enter my world" is said. Flames block the entrance as Blaze comes walking out. The fans are unable to see her as the bell rings. She lowers her hands and the flames create an opening. She walks through the opening with no show of fear whatsoever. As the rose petals fall "Barely listening" hits and Blaze walks down the ramp. She is introduced and makes her way down the ramp. She enters the ring by jumping on the apron. She does a pose in the ring and takes off her jacket, giving it to the ref. She then stretches and touches her toes without even bending her knees, warming up for her match. The fans go wild as Blaze Inferno smirks and then waits for her opponent as the music fades.* Kevin Dart: And her opponent, from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at one hundred and thirty-four pounds, Blaze Inferno!!!!!! *Referee Darren Thomas calls for the bell as this divas match gets underway. Blaze immediatly comes in for a lock up with Shantal steps into the ropes, blocking this attempt, and Thomas holds Blaze back. Shantal comes out, and smirks at Blaze who then runs at her with a clothesline but Shantal ducks it. Blaze stops and turns around and gets hit hard with a vicious slap from Shantal which sends Blaze back into the ropes. Shantal capitolizes on this as she grabs Blaze's arm, and whips her into the ropes. Blaze comes back at Shantal who catches her, and hits a Belly to Belly suplex on Blaze. Shantal goes over to the fallen Blaze and goes for the cover as Thomas begins his count, 1.......2.kick out by Blaze.* Busch: "Great diva action so far, but Shantel is really controling it right now." Marshal: "I wouldn't mind controling Shantel myself." *Shantal gets up, and seems angry that she didn't get the win, and she pushes referee Darren Thomas, but he says it was only two. During the time that Shantal wastes arguing with the referee, Blaze has had time to recover, and she sneaks up behind Shantal and rolls her up, which prompts Thomas to begin his count, 1.......2...kick out by Shantal. Blaze gets back to her feet as does Shantal, but Blaze takes this opportunity to take control of this contest. Blaze kicks Shantal hard in the gut, forcing the blonde diva to double over, as Blaze brings her head under her arm, and plants her with a Spiked DDT. Blaze gets up using the ropes, and brings up Shantal with her hair, before doing another gut kick, hooking Shantal's arms, and lifting her up into the air for a Northern Lights suplex. Blaze then crawls over Shantal for a cover of her own, hooking the leg as Thomas gets down for the count, 1......2....kick out by Shantal!* Busch: "Control shifted to Blaze and she almost won the match with the Northern Lights Suplex!" Marshal: "Blaze won't be in control for much longer, you just watch and see." *Blaze seems frustrated now as well for not getting the win there but she helps Shantal up, and kicks her in the gut. She brings the head between the legs, and lifts Shantal up and over for the Shattered Dreams, but some how, Shantal slides out of it. She goes down to the mat, and then takes Blaze over for a Sunset Flip. Thomas counts, 1.....2....kick out by Blaze. Blaze rolls over as does Shantal and when they get up, Shantal knocks Blaze down with a nice standing drop kick. She taunts as she waits for Blaze to get up, and when she does, a gut kick which leads to Hollywood Glamour. Shantal hits the move, and goes down for the cover, as Thomas comes down for the pin, 1........2.........3! Thomas calls for the bell and Dart speaks.* Kevin Dart: The winner of this match, Shantal Travis!!!!!! As the match concludes "Somebody’s Gonna Get It" by 3 Six Mafia blasts over the PA as the crowd erupts. Busch, "It looks like we’re fixin to be joined by the first ever, Quadra-Crown Champion!"
Marshal, "Image Johnson is the greatest female competitor since a prime Fabulous Moolah, and that’s no lie."
Busch, "Absolutly she is�?You’re looking at a woman who’s held every major company’s Women’s division title Simultaneously�?That’d be like a male wrestler during the late 90s going and winning the WWE, WCW, and ECW World titles all at the same time�?PLUS ONE!" Image is standing on the stage with the PWT Femme Fatale championship over her right shoulder, the W2K Championess Championship over her left shoulder, and the ICWA Women’s Championship around her waist alongside a microphone that’s in her right hand. The music slowly fades as Shantel Looks up the ramp from the ring. Image, "Unadulterated Greatness, Pure Excellence, Sheer Brilliance, Absolute Awesomeness�?The Pinnacle of Women’s wrestling�?All of that can summed up in two words�?Image_Johnson. (crowd pops)�?Which is why I’m out here right now. This past week I was given the Wrestling 2000 Championess Championship by the ICWA Powers that Be in a great gesture, but, I can’t keep it. (Crowd boos)�?I’ve worked my ass off for everything I’ve gotten which is why in four months in this business I am the first Quadra champion, but, I earned all of em�? Some may question the way I won the ICWA Women’s championship but the fact of the matter is exactly that�?I did WIN the ICWA Women’s championship. The same, however, can not be said for the W2K Championess title which is why I am respectfully relinquishing that championship right now." The crowd boos as Shantel seems unamused as she’d probably really like to know what the Hell this has to do with her. Image, "But�?I’ve talked to the ICWA Administrative staff and I asked them if I could select two women who I wanted to see compete for the W2K Championess belt, and they gave me the go ahead�?So, Next week right here on Demented we’re going to see the first OFFICIAL W2K Championess Match here in the ICWA as Shantel Travis goes one on one with, Summer Stratus!" Busch, "Summer Stratus is a great young rookie who we’ve aquired, and Shantel Travis is a proven competitor inside of the ICWA�?This should be great!" Image, "But Shantel�?Regardless of who wins�?I’ll be waiting at ICWA Resurrection." Image winks as "Sombody’s Gonna Get It" blasts over the PA and the crowd pops. Busch, "That is huge news!"
Marshal, "Huge news is if SFM beats Matt Matlock for the nWWF Championship, which just so happens to be what’s next!" *Commercial Break* | |
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| ICWA Demented Live July 19, 2006 | | As the cameras return we see the screen pop open�?/P> | Moments Ago | | Busch, "If you’re just joining us, MSN’s Russ Johnson was confronting SFM over a vile attack he committed on Miss Jaymie Leigh earlier in the night�?This is how he handled it�? Russ Johnson, "You’d better pray that Miss Leigh ends up being alright because if she’s not�? THWACK! SFM lunges forward and nails Russ with the "Lets Roll" Superkick laying him out flat as the crowd actually pops. SFM, "…If she’s not�?What?" SFM laughs and shakes his head, "Another day another dollar�?These suits never learn." | The Replay concludes as we see Matt Matlock standing infront of a TV monitor. The crowd actually offers a mix reaction as Matlock just rolls his eyes. Matlock, "SFM’s a real tough guy�?Radio Personalities to midgets to our administrative staff�?And notice he doesn’t head after Devon Monroe or Shane Borden or Broderick Jason�?(Shakes head) We’ll see what a "bad ass" he is when he sees me in the ring�?(Snickers) SFM-�?SFM’s not worthy to wipe my creamy load of his girlfriend’s face!" The crowd actually pops as the scene fades to the ring. Busch, "You won’t hear these words frequent my mouth but�?I Agree with Matlock." "Never Be Me" Blasts over the PA System. The crowd jumps up to its feet, immediatley booing as they hear that one of a kind music. Shantel Travis could only come to mind as they watch Wrestling's Very own Marilyn Monroe's various situations and photoshoot flashes flip over the large screen. Hearing the talented rapper begin to spit in her theme song, as Shantel pushes the large long black curtain from her path as she paces from behind the stage. With an immediate smirk.. staggering some biting her lip as the smirk leaves her face. Reaching the end of the stage where the ramp starts.. the Girl everyone loves to Hate stand still at the top of the ramp, placing her small tender hands at her full waist looking forward over the large arena.. Beginning to make her way down to the squared circle which lies directly in front of her as she looks down at the lit up ramp below her, receiving no positive pump from the crowd as they know nothing good could come of her at all. As she walks by blowing kisses at all of the fans who of course yell back at her with an even meaner cold hearted insult, of course she flips her hair looking and laughing at some of the old wrinkled tanned wives who sit and watch they're husbands and sons cover up they're complete utter lust by booing at her. Gracing the steel steps with one small foot, pushing her weight upwards and placing another foot on the second step.. as she climbs she grabs the ring post to help guide herself across the ring apron. Ducking down into the ring under the second rope.. Standing up straight and expanding her arms outwards with a evil smile on her beautiful face. Shaking her head slightly at the rowdy crowd, Standing there looking around as all the sad ICWA fans yell at the diva. Shantel rolls her eyes once more..Strutting around the ring with her hands rested right in front of her..as she slightly circles the ring.* Kevin Dart: In the ring, from Nashville, Tennesse, weighing in at an unknown weight, Shantal Travis!!!! *Black rose petals fall as "Do you dare to enter my world" is said. Flames block the entrance as Blaze comes walking out. The fans are unable to see her as the bell rings. She lowers her hands and the flames create an opening. She walks through the opening with no show of fear whatsoever. As the rose petals fall "Barely listening" hits and Blaze walks down the ramp. She is introduced and makes her way down the ramp. She enters the ring by jumping on the apron. She does a pose in the ring and takes off her jacket, giving it to the ref. She then stretches and touches her toes without even bending her knees, warming up for her match. The fans go wild as Blaze Inferno smirks and then waits for her opponent as the music fades.* Kevin Dart: And her opponent, from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at one hundred and thirty-four pounds, Blaze Inferno!!!!!! *Referee Darren Thomas calls for the bell as this divas match gets underway. Blaze immediatly comes in for a lock up with Shantal steps into the ropes, blocking this attempt, and Thomas holds Blaze back. Shantal comes out, and smirks at Blaze who then runs at her with a clothesline but Shantal ducks it. Blaze stops and turns around and gets hit hard with a vicious slap from Shantal which sends Blaze back into the ropes. Shantal capitolizes on this as she grabs Blaze's arm, and whips her into the ropes. Blaze comes back at Shantal who catches her, and hits a Belly to Belly suplex on Blaze. Shantal goes over to the fallen Blaze and goes for the cover as Thomas begins his count, 1.......2.kick out by Blaze.* Busch: "Great diva action so far, but Shantel is really controling it right now." Marshal: "I wouldn't mind controling Shantel myself." *Shantal gets up, and seems angry that she didn't get the win, and she pushes referee Darren Thomas, but he says it was only two. During the time that Shantal wastes arguing with the referee, Blaze has had time to recover, and she sneaks up behind Shantal and rolls her up, which prompts Thomas to begin his count, 1.......2...kick out by Shantal. Blaze gets back to her feet as does Shantal, but Blaze takes this opportunity to take control of this contest. Blaze kicks Shantal hard in the gut, forcing the blonde diva to double over, as Blaze brings her head under her arm, and plants her with a Spiked DDT. Blaze gets up using the ropes, and brings up Shantal with her hair, before doing another gut kick, hooking Shantal's arms, and lifting her up into the air for a Northern Lights suplex. Blaze then crawls over Shantal for a cover of her own, hooking the leg as Thomas gets down for the count, 1......2....kick out by Shantal!* Busch: "Control shifted to Blaze and she almost won the match with the Northern Lights Suplex!" Marshal: "Blaze won't be in control for much longer, you just watch and see." *Blaze seems frustrated now as well for not getting the win there but she helps Shantal up, and kicks her in the gut. She brings the head between the legs, and lifts Shantal up and over for the Shattered Dreams, but some how, Shantal slides out of it. She goes down to the mat, and then takes Blaze over for a Sunset Flip. Thomas counts, 1.....2....kick out by Blaze. Blaze rolls over as does Shantal and when they get up, Shantal knocks Blaze down with a nice standing drop kick. She taunts as she waits for Blaze to get up, and when she does, a gut kick which leads to Hollywood Glamour. Shantal hits the move, and goes down for the cover, as Thomas comes down for the pin, 1........2.........3! Thomas calls for the bell and Dart speaks.* Kevin Dart: The winner of this match, Shantal Travis!!!!!! As the match concludes "Somebody’s Gonna Get It" by 3 Six Mafia blasts over the PA as the crowd erupts. Busch, "It looks like we’re fixin to be joined by the first ever, Quadra-Crown Champion!"
Marshal, "Image Johnson is the greatest female competitor since a prime Fabulous Moolah, and that’s no lie."
Busch, "Absolutly she is�?You’re looking at a woman who’s held every major company’s Women’s division title Simultaneously�?That’d be like a male wrestler during the late 90s going and winning the WWE, WCW, and ECW World titles all at the same time�?PLUS ONE!" Image is standing on the stage with the PWT Femme Fatale championship over her right shoulder, the W2K Championess Championship over her left shoulder, and the ICWA Women’s Championship around her waist alongside a microphone that’s in her right hand. The music slowly fades as Shantel Looks up the ramp from the ring. Image, "Unadulterated Greatness, Pure Excellence, Sheer Brilliance, Absolute Awesomeness�?The Pinnacle of Women’s wrestling�?All of that can summed up in two words�?Image_Johnson. (crowd pops)�?Which is why I’m out here right now. This past week I was given the Wrestling 2000 Championess Championship by the ICWA Powers that Be in a great gesture, but, I can’t keep it. (Crowd boos)�?I’ve worked my ass off for everything I’ve gotten which is why in four months in this business I am the first Quadra champion, but, I earned all of em�? Some may question the way I won the ICWA Women’s championship but the fact of the matter is exactly that�?I did WIN the ICWA Women’s championship. The same, however, can not be said for the W2K Championess title which is why I am respectfully relinquishing that championship right now." The crowd boos as Shantel seems unamused as she’d probably really like to know what the Hell this has to do with her. Image, "But�?I’ve talked to the ICWA Administrative staff and I asked them if I could select two women who I wanted to see compete for the W2K Championess belt, and they gave me the go ahead�?So, Next week right here on Demented we’re going to see the first OFFICIAL W2K Championess Match here in the ICWA as Shantel Travis goes one on one with, Summer Stratus!" Busch, "Summer Stratus is a great young rookie who we’ve aquired, and Shantel Travis is a proven competitor inside of the ICWA�?This should be great!" Image, "But Shantel�?Regardless of who wins�?I’ll be waiting at ICWA Resurrection." Image winks as "Sombody’s Gonna Get It" blasts over the PA and the crowd pops. Busch, "That is huge news!"
Marshal, "Huge news is if SFM beats Matt Matlock for the nWWF Championship, which just so happens to be what’s next!" *Commercial Break* | |
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| ICWA Demented Live July 19, 2006 | | When the cameras return from commercial we see Image Johnson walking through the back when she comes across Summer Stratus at the make up table. Stratus, "HEY!" Image stops and looks at Summer. Summer, "Thanks a lot for that opportunity Image. I really appreciate it!" Suddenly we see a mid-sized portable mirror come crashing over the back of Summer’s head as the make up lady screams and Summer drops. Busch, "OH MAH GAWD!" The cameras pan back and we see Shantel Travis with a devilish smirk. Shantel squats down and gets close to Summer’s ear as she says, "See ya next week sweetie." With that Shantel gets up right, continues to grin, and looks at Image and says, "And I’ll see you at Resurrection�? She offers a sarcastic kiss in Image’s direction before she walks off and the cameras come back down to ringside. Busch, "I Can’t believe that! That was completely un-necessary!" The camers hit the stage as the Titiontron lights up with flames and a cross slowly fades in on the screen. Blue laser lights shoot out from the Titontron circling through the crowd. Acouple of seconds later red lasers shoot out from the stage hitting the ring. After a moment the arena goes black as a voice comes over the PA. Voice: I can hear what your thinking all your doubts and fears and if you look in my eyes in time you'll find the reason I'm here. And in time all things shall pass away and in time you may come back someday. To live once more or die once more, but in time your time'll be over As the words fade over the PA.blue and red smoke begins to role over the enterence way as six men walk out from under the smoke and line up down the ramp standing across from each other. They reach under there cloaks and each pull a single large cross out and hold it high above their heads as "King of Kings" by Motorhead begins to play. The lights come on dimely in the arena as a figure appears under the red and blue smoke. Marshal: “Here we go, Bert. Now we get to see a real match. Bring on the action!�?/P> Busch: “This ought to be one hell of a match up, Jay.�?/P> Motorhead: Behold the King, the King of Kings. On your knees dog. All hail. The figure bows its head before stepping out from under the smoke and raises his hands hig in the air as the fans erupt at the sight of SFM on the stage. SFM looks left and then right as he lowers his arms and starts down the ramp walking under the crosses held above his head by the cloaked men. Kevin Dart: “This match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the nWWF Championship title. Making his way to the ring…the challenger…from the South Park section of Houston, Texas…at 6�?�?and weighing in at 238 pounds…he is ICWA’s only undefeated World Champion…Sean…Frost…Maaaannnnn!�?/P> Motorhead: Bow down to the, bow down to the King. Bow down to the, bow down to the King. As SFM reaches the ring steps he goes two steps up before stopping and turning towards the fans and shooting them a cocky smile before continuing up the ring steps and standing on the ring apron. SFM turns once again resting his back against the ropes and raising his hands high above his head Motorhead: The King grinned red as he walked from the blaze, Where the traitor lost both his name and his face. Through the halls and the corridors stinging in blood, He tasted his grin and it tasted good. The King took his head. Left him broken and dead. SFM turns and ducks under the top rope and walks to the center of the ring and shoots the fans another cocky smile as he raises his hand and points at a turnbuckle and red pyro explodes out of it. He points at a second turnbuckle and a blue pyro explodes. A red explodes from the thrid and a blue from the forth. Motorhead: Bow down to the, bow down to the King. Bow down to the, bow down to the King. Bow down to the, bow down to the King. SFM raise his hands above his head and lowers his head as his hair falls down covering his face. He brings his hands down as red and blue pyros explode from all four turnbuckles and his music fades as SFM waits for his opponents The entire arena waits in silence. They know who's coming, and they're saving their breath to boo. Suddenly, loud music comes blaring over the speakers of the arena, along with a voice...
�?I>Don't hate me, because I'm beautiful
Don't hate me, because I'm the best
Don't hate me, because I'm the champion
Just love me, like all the rest...do�?/P> The song picks up in pace, as we see Matt Matlock emerge from the backstage area, with his usual out of ring attire on and his CWA & nWWF Title belts over each shoulder. Pyros shoot off in a shower at the top of the stage, as Matlock slides each belt down to a hand and spins around, raising them up in the air. Kevin Dart: “Now making his way to the ring…from Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada…at 6�?�?and weighing in at 235 pounds…he is the current nWWF Champion�?Matt…Mattttlock!�?/P> Marshal: “Here he comes, Bert. The nWWF champion. Check out the look of sheer determination on his face; there’s no way in hell he’s letting Mister Mann walk out of here with his title.�?/P> Busch: “He may not have a choice in the matter, Jay. Sean looks as though he’s ready to kill. And the prize for homicide tonight is the nWWF Championship title.�?/P> Following this, he makes his way to the ring and climbs inside. As he does, the song is coming to a close, with pyro blasting at all four corners once during each of the final lines.
�?I>Don't hate me (BOOM) because I'm beautiful
Don't hate me (BOOM!) because I'm the best
Don't hate me (BOOM) because I'm the champion
Just love me, like all the rest do
Love Me�?BR>BOOM! Each time the pyro blasts, Matt sticks his arms straight into the air, titles in hand of course. As the final explosion goes off, he hands his belts to the ref and then removes his hat, ring, cross and shades as he gets ready to tangle with his opponent. Shawn Cain is handed the belt, which he raises over his head to deafening cheers. He hands the belt off to someone down on the floor and signals for the bell to ring. The two men immediately lock into a double headlock. Busch: “And this matchup is officially under way. This isn’t going to be about who’s got the talent, Jay. Clearly, both men are world-class competitors. It’s going to come down to who wants it more. Will it be Sean Frost Mann? Or will the champ fight to the death to keep the belt around his waist?�?/P> Marshal: “Are you asking for real? Like, are we putting money on it or something? Cause I’ve got ten on the champion, Matt Matlock.�?/P>
Busch: “Of course you do. And it looks like the champion isn’t planning on showing his opponent any mercy.�?/FONT> Referree Shawn Cain has ordered the men to release their holds on one another. As soon as he loosens his grip, Matlock kicks SFM. Several times. Busch: “Matlock with a driving kick to the midsection. There‘s another one. And another one.�?/P> Marshal: “Good idea on the part of the champion. Kick him till he’s down, then kick him some more.�?/P> Matlock Irish Whips SFM off of the ropes, and greets him with a bulldog. As Matlock jumps up and heads over to the corner of the ring to taunt the crowd some, Shawn Cain begins the count out. One�?/P> Two�?/P> Three�?/P> Four�?/P> Marshal: “That was one hell of a bulldog, Bert. Looked like it hurt a little bit.�?/P> Busch: “Indeed it did, Jay.�?/P> SFM makes it back to his feet and the counting ceases. The ref takes a second to make sure he’s ok enough to continue, then signals for the action to resume. Cocky and confident, Matlock swaggers over to inflict some more pain on the challenger, but SFM is waiting for him. He’s not as badly hurt as he’d pretended to be. As soon as Matlock is on him, SFM grabs his head and drives it into the mat. Busch: “What a DDT by the challenger!�?/P>
Marshal: “He cheated, Bert. Plain and simple. He knows he’s got to cheat if he wants any shot at winning.�?/P> Busch: “That’s not cheating, Jay. That’s just some good ole tactical operations.�?/P> SFM helps Matlock up, wrapping his hair around his knuckles and yanking the champ up to his feet. Then, he grabs a handful of wrestling tights, bends him over and raises him in the air, only to slam him down on the mat below. Busch: “A Belly to Back Suplex by SFM. He’s not done yet, folks. There’s another one. Dear God, how much is enough for him?�?/P>
Marshal: “Yeah, Bert, it takes a big man to capitalize off of a cheap shot. Get ahead by cheating; how pathetic is that?�?/FONT>
Busch: “It’s only cheating because it’s SFM doing it and not the other way around. He’s not cheating and you know it.�?/P> SFM decides to try to end it now. He goes for the flying leg drop, but Matlock moves out of the way and SFM crashes into the mat. Marshal: “Take that! You know what they say…cheaters never win.�?/P> Busch: “The man never cheated, Jay. Would you come off of it already?�?/P>
Shawn Cain is standing over both men, counting.
One�?/P> Two�?/P> Three�?/P> Four�?/P> Five�?/P> This time, it’s Matlock up on his feet first. The ref stops counting and makes sure he’s okay to go on. Matlock charges over to where SFM is laying and kicks him repeatedly. Busch: “Matlock nails SFM with a few Mudhole Stomps. This could get ugly here, folks.�?/P> Marshal: “He’s getting just what he deserves, Bert.�?/P> Matlock leaves SFM lying on the mat and heads over to the corner of the ring. He climbs the turnbuckles and leaps. Marshal: “A Suicidal Dive perfectly executed by the champion. There’s no way SFM is getting up from this one.�?/P>
Matlock scrambles to his feet, and taunts SFM. He then turns his attention to the crowd and is welcomed with “boos�? Busch: “It seems as though the crowd wouldn’t mind the title changing hands here tonight.�?/P> Marshal: “Yeah, well, it ain’t gonna happen, Bert.�?/P> SFM staggers to his feet during Matlock’s celebrations. Just as he’s getting his footing, the camera catches a glimpse of someone running right for the ring. Busch: “What the hell? Who is that?�?/P>
Marshal: “Dammit, Bert, it’s MJ Storm. MJ’s come down to lend a helping hand. But Matlock doesn’t need his help; he’s got this bum beat already.�?/P> Busch: “What the hell is he doing out here?�?/P> By now, MJ has entered the ring. He’s crouched, waiting for the unsuspecting SFM to turn around. After a few seconds, SFM does, in fact, turn around, and MJ Storm nails him with a Spear. Busch: “A spear! MJ Storm has just layed out SFM with a spear This can’t be happening!�?/P> Marshal: “Oh, but it is, Bert.�?/P> After a moment on the mat, SFM starts to get up. He falls once, then again. Finally, he’s standing. Matlock moves in for the kill. He gets him with the Animal Instincts (Double Arm DDT). Matlock hooks the far leg as the offical counts ................1.................2...................3! Busch: “It’s over!�?/P> Marshal: “Yep, it’s over. And the champ gets the win. All’s well that ends well.�?/P> Kevin Dart: The winner of this match, and STILL the nWWF Champion, Matt...Matttlock!" Busch, "MJ Storm had said earlier this week that he was going to stand up for the fans and make sure SFM got his just due! Well he did that right here tonight!" Matlock is leaning on the ropes looking at the ramp as he holds onto his nWWF and CWA titles over the same shoulder when the crowd suddenly starts to erupt and we see a stocky man slide into the ring with a pair of black designer jeans, a black windbreaker jacket, and a leather biker’s cap�?Oh and a thick Stick Ball bat in hand. The man gets up and runs forward and then CRACK! Right between the shoulder blades of Matlock with that Stickball bat making the double champ drop to the mat and roll out of the ring in pain. The crowd pops as the man raises up his stickball bat like Sandman with a Kendo stick and we finally get a good look at the man’s face Busch, "Well I think I recognize him�?
Marshal, "I KNOW I do! That’s Joey De�?Angelo! Former ICWA Intercontentental Champion!" Joey’s handed a microphone as the crowd is actually pretty well behind the "Enforcer". Joey, "Hey Matlock! Nothin�?personal kid, but you’ve got somethin�?I want! When the nWWF Came into the ICWA, I was one of few bustin their balls to get the nWWF over. Of all them nWWF rejects that rep’d that company during that time, there’s three left in the ICWA�?Brock Lesnar (crowd boos)�?Who’s traded in his jock strap for a pair of panties (crowd pops)�?James (Crowd pops)�?And then there’s ME! I busted my balls for the nWWF and now it’s time the nWWF recognize it by having Joseph Anthony De�?Angelo imprinted on their world title history. So Matlock, like I said kid, nothin�?personal�?But your ass belongs to me." The crowd erupts as "Just Another Victim" by Cypress Hill blasts over the PA as Matlock is now standing on the bottom of the ramp glaring into the ring at Joey De�?Angelo. Busch, �?FONT color=#ffff00>De’Angelo is BACK and what a Return! Challenging for the nWWF Championship !" With that the cameras go to a split screen as we see�?/P> Busch, "Folks�?It doesn’t get any bigger than this�?When we get back, commercial free�?Last Man Standing�?Skywalker-Dangerously�?ICWA World Title Contendenership�?NEXT!" *Commercial Break* | |
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| ICWA Demented Live July 19, 2006 | | When cameras return from commercial hear our narrator say "ICWA’s Nike Re-Run�?Part Trace!" | Nike Re-Run: Part Trace | | Busch, "SKYWALKER’S OUT! NED’S SHOULDERS ARE ON THE MAT! AND WE DON’T HAVE A REF !" Almost on cue Chris Martin comes flying from behind the curtain and whips down to the ring. However, on the otherside Tim White has just gotten himself up as well. Both officials slide into the ring from opposite sides of the ring. Chris grabs NLCS’s arm and raises it�?And then lets it drop as he declares ONE! But at the same time Tim White slaps the canvas for ONE. Martin quickly raises the arm again, and again it drops as he declares TWO and Tim White counts TWO! Martin lifts the arm a final time as Tim White’s arm raises perhaps a final time�?Simultaneously Tim White’s hand hits the mat as NLCS’s arm drops down! Both officials call for the bell. Busch, " WHAT?! WHO WON?! WHO’S GOING ON TO MEET BOBBY JOHNSON!?" Kevin Dart, " Ladies and Gentlemen�?No Limits Christian Skywalker DID Pin Nic Dangerously! (Crowd erupts)�?/FONT> HOWEVER (Crowd boos)�?Nic Dangerously DID Force Christian Skywalker into an official Knock Out and as a result, This contest has been officially decided as a DRAW!" | Busch, "And just like that it was decided�?Well folks, we’ve spared no expense on this one, let’s take you to center ring where arguably the greatest ring announcer of all time is standing by�?Michael Buffer." Buffer, "Ladies And Gentlemen�?Welcome to the ICWA Demented Maiiiin event…�?This match has been sanctioned by the San Antonio Athletic Commission which is ran by Richard Mancheese, Robert Roast, Matthew McFlurry, and Kevin Lamb. The following bout has also been sanctioned by International Championship Wrestling Alliance Chairperson Jaymie Leigh and Microsoft Network Sports Entertainment Division administrator Russ Johnson." Brief pause. Buffer, "Now to introduce your staff for this bout�?Your lead trainer for this bout is Danny Young�?The paramedics on hand are Jerry Fritz and Raymond Dallas. At ringside, keeping the time for this bout is ICWA Time Keeper Mark Eaton�?Calling the play by play on this bout is Bert Busch and adding the Color Anaylasis is former Championship Wrestling Alliance Heavyweight Champion "Destructive" Jay Marshal. The official in the ring standing by to declare an official winner is senior referee Tim White, who has officiated such contests as Triple H V.S. Chris Jericho in a Hell in a Cell and Brock Lesnar V.S. Hope Cassidy for the ICWA Heavyweight championship in a TLC Bout! Now�?San Antonio�?Are You Ready?" Crowd pops Buffer, "San Antonio, I said ARRRRRRRE YOOOOOOU RRRRRRRRRRRREADY?!" (Crowd grows louder) Buffer, "For the Thousands in attendance and the Millions watching around the world�?LLLLLETS Get Rrready to RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUMBBBLEEEEEEEE!!" The crowd erupts as we fade from Buffer to the stage. Buffer, "The following contest has been scheduled as a "Last Man Standing" match. In order to win you must render your opponent unconscious for a consecutive count of ten. The winner of this bout WILL BE the number 1 contender for the ICWA Heavyweight Championship. Introducing First�? With the triumphant trumpets ring out over the arena as the lights dim and the crowd begins to erupt. Male Voice: 10
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Marshal, "Two pure athletes gunning for the richest prize in the game, it doesn’t get any better then this." The music fades and the lights readjust as Buffer exits the ring and God of all referees Tim White draws Christian and Nic to center ring. The camera gets real close and we can over hear Tim White talking to the competitors. Tim White, "No Hold’s bared, anything goes, and FX has agreed to stay here all night if that’s what it takes�?Do what you got too, I’ll stay out of your way. I’m just here to count the ten. If I think someone’s career is gonna be over, yeah, I’ll call it, but I’m not gonna stop you guys from tearing the roof down off this place. Do what ya do best, may the best man win." With that White steps back and calls for the bell.
Busch, "Tim White just said it all right there."
No Limits and NED slowly circle sizing each other up as the crowd is eating it up.
Crowd: LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN�?/EM>
Busch, "Talk about a split crowd�?
Dangerously and Skywalker both take a moment to look into the sea of humanity, realizing that this is a very special moment. Finally They both re-focus and lunge into each other into a neck and elbow grapple, but it’s very briefly applied as NED instantly spins into a side headlock. Nic locks it on tight and Skywalker drops to a knee briefly before coming up only to be taken over with a Side headlock take down from Dangerously. NED quickly turns the headlock into a reverse chin lock but he doesn’t get it applied tightly before Christian grabs him by the wrist and swings around applying a hammerlock to Dangerously. Dangerously rises to his fist and slaps the stained shoulder before spinning back with a reverse that sets No Limit’s in a hammerlock. Christian slaps his strained shoulder and then spins half way around and sweeps out NED’s legs making the San Antonio native take a hard back bump. Christian runs off to the ropes nearest the commentary table and bounces back as Nic rolls to his chest. Skywalker leaps over Dangerously as NED hops to his feet and NLCS hits the ropes nearest the ramp. Christian comes back and leaps up perhaps looking for a hurrincarana as NED ducks down and runs through creating a leap frog effect. Both men bounce off opposing ropes and come running back at each other. Christian puts on the breaks at mid ring and bends down quickly and applies a Back body drop, But Dangerously lands on his feet and instantly answers back with a hard mule kick between the legs of Skywalker before the Paradigm spins around, runs beside NLCS, hooks his head, and lunges out delivering a Bulldog that draws a HUGE pop from the crowd.
Busch, "BAH GAWD What a start!"
Typically NED would probably roll Christian over and look for a possible quick pin, but in a last man standing match we won’t see that. Dangerously gets up to his feet as Skywalker finds his knees. NED gives the assist to Christian pulling him up by the hair and then tossing him into the corner. Dangerously walks over and grabs onto the top rope as he then delivers a hard chop across the chest of Skywalker, making the crowd pop with a "WHOOOOO". Nic delivers a second, then a third, then a forth, and finally a fifth before he grabs Christian’s arm, pushes his back against the turnbuckles, and then pulls him out delivering a hard Irish whip sending him zipping across to the other corner. Dangerously gives chase and connects with a massive clothesline across the chest of the former US Champ. Christian stumbles out of the corner as Dangerously bounces off the near ropes and delivers a short clothesline dropping Skywalker hard on the mat.
Crowd: NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E, NICK-E�?BR>Busch, "The crowd getting firmly behind their fellow San Antonian, Nic E Dangerously."
Christian is half way sitting up reaching for a rope or something but Dangerously drops down to a knee and locks the general of the No Limits Army up in a modified chin lock with the addition of NED’s knee being pressed into the back of Skywalker. Tim White gets right down into the face of Skywalker and asks him if he wants to give it up, but Christian shakes his head (albeit slightly since he’s not in a great position to be shaking his head). No Limit’s has his arms out, shaking about trying to get this capacity crowd behind him and a good solid fifty percent of the fans are starting to rally up behind the long time hero, but the other half are keeping their allegiance to Dangerously. But apparently half is good enough because Skywalker slowly starts to roll to a knee, getting his back away from Dangerously’s knee�?He then gets to his feet but remains bent over as NED has his chin cupped still. Skywalker draws his arm in and then delivers a massive elbow to the ribs of Dangerously bring the God of Wrestling off his feet with the impact. But to NED’s credit, he keeps the hold locked in. Skywalker delivers a second elbow with the same result. Finally he nails a third and the 7 Time W2K Champion is forced to break the hold. Nic stumbles back against the ropes and Skywalker instantly charges and nails a big clothesline sending both competitors up and over the top rope and down to the floor below.
Busch, "This one’s spilling out right in front of us�?
Marshal, "That’s where it gets interesting Double B."
Christian’s the first to his feet on the outside but Dangerously isn’t real far behind as he’s to a knee. Christian draws him up the rest of the way by the head and pulls him up as Amber backs off, seeing Tim White coming outside and keeping a close eye on her. Christian Irish whips Dangerously from ringside, making him go back first into the commentary table. The crowd pops and boos as Skywalker leaps up and nails a high standing dropkick that sends NED up onto the commentary table. We see Bert and Jay get out of their seats and stand back as Christian climbs up onto the commentary table. Christian bends down and starts to grab NED to pull him up but Dangerously delivers a hard low blow making Skywalker double over. The crowd pops as Dangerously gets up to his feet and hooks No Limits�?BR>Busch, "I think he’s gonna nail the Deus Ex Machina through the table!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH" is what we hear as we see NED’s eyes grow as big as saucers. The camera pans out and we see a well dressed Arabian (picture Muhammad Hassan) on left side of the ring holding Amber Michaels. We then see a large lookin man beast type guy (Picture Rhino) jump over the barricade as Security’s trying to catch up�?NED releases Christian and jumps off the commentary table but to no avail as the man beast waists no time and darts forward. The Arabian JUST moves out of the way as the beast Gores Amber with such speed and strength that they go back nearly five feet and slam right through the barricade near the ramp.
Busch, "OH MAH GAWD! NO! I CAN’T BELIEVE THAT!"
Marshal, "Holy Crapola!"
Busch, "That’s�?That’s Hammid Ismalli, the owner of Wrestling 2000, a fairly successful Independent promotion that was once running strong out of San Antonio and that big bastard is Kutter Flash, a W2K Mainstay."
Security is all over Kutter and Hammid, but they offer no resistance. NED is in disbelief. He starts heading over to check on Amber but Skywalker’s regained his composure and leaps from the commentary table and just gets enough distance to nail a big Axe Handle smash across the back of the neck of Dangerously. The crowd boos as NED drops down to a knee. Skywalker picks up Dangerously and hooks him in a vertical suplex grapple but spins, delivering a hard spinning neckbreaker out on the floor.
Busch, "Dangerously obviously distracted by that attack on Amber Michaels, but the stakes are high so ya can’t blame Skywalker for taking the advantage."
Marshal, "Come on Nic! No chick is worth a title opportunity!"
Skywalker gets up, jumps up onto ringside, and then leaps back delivering a quickly applied Assai Moonsault off the ring to the San Antonio native. The crowd delivers a strong reaction, albeit mixed. Christian gets up and stumbles back holding his ribs as Dangerously is nursing his ribs on the floor. White begins to apply the count …………………�?…………………�?………………�?…………�?………………�? Nic rolls to his knees ……………�?…………�? Nic pulls himself up to his feet. Christian comes back over and grabs Dangerously by the head but Dangerously delivers a hard elbow into the sternum of Skywalker and then pops up and delivers a hard right hand, followed by a second, a third, a forth, and then a modified clothesline that sends Skywalker stumbling and ending up back first against the ring. Dangerously looks over and sees that the paramedics are tending to Amber. This places NED in a moral predicament�?Wait a second, Nic Dangerously is in a Moral crisis, what’s wrong with this picture? NED can see that she’s breathing and the paramedics are all over her, so finally he makes a choice�?surely a difficult one, but a choice all the same�?What choice? We won’t find out cause as he’s contemplating Skywalker side steps and grabs the back of NED’s head, bouncing his face off the ring. The crowd boos as Christian lunges forward with a massive clothesline to the chest of Dangerously. Nic stumbles forward and Skywalker grabs him by the back of the head, guides him a few steps and rolls him back onto the commentary table. With that No Limits slides into the ring and climbs the turnbuckles.
Busch, "What’s he looking for here?"
Skywalker gets up to the top�?BR>Busch, "He’s in no man’s land�?
Skywalker slaps his chest a few times and points to the sky ala Sabu
Busch, "Wait�?You don’t think?"
The flash photography hits an all time high as Christian leaps into the air, pulls himself in, pushes himself out and Is sailing through the air, but Just as he’s arriving to his destination a very wide eyes NED rolls off the table and dives out of the way as Skywalker goes chest first through the commentary table.
BUSCH, "OH MAH GAWD! FROG SPLASH! FROG SPLASH! CHRISTIAN SKYWALKER PUT IT ALL ON THE LINE ONLY TO CRASH-N-BURN!!!"
Crowd: HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT
Marshal, "IS HE ALIVE?!"
Busch, "I�?I DON’T KNOW!"
Nic Dangerously is actually on his ass right in front of the ring with his eyes rather large as he sees the heap of Skywalker and the Commentary table.
Busch, "I’m not sure even Dangerously can believe what he just saw."
NED pulls himself up as Tim White is checking on No Limits. Dangerously glances back, probably looking to see if Amber’s still at ringside, but she’s apparently been carted off to the ambulance while we were following the action. Nic shakes off any ideas of giving up the match now and goes over and grabs Tim White by the shoulder.
Nic, "DON’T NURSE THE GUY! DO YOUR JOB AND COUNT JACKASS!"
Tim White is clearly concerned for Skywalker’s well being but NED’s right, this is the exact kind of time that The ref should be counting someone out. White reluctantly begins to count as the crowd is going wild ………………………�?…………………………�?…………………………�?……………�?
Busch, "Well ya gotta believe that this is all she wrote for No Limits Christian Skywalker�?A Hell of an effort by such a young competitor but tonight just wasn’t his night."
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Busch, "He’s movin�?but he ain’t gettin�?up."
……………………………………�?……………………………�? Christian is kind of on his knees, but his upper body is laying in Busch’s chair (The commentators are still standing).
Busch, "He can’t�?CAN HE?"
………………………………�?…………………………………�?.. Christian just pushes himself up to his feet from the chair, and he’s staggering, but he IS on his feet and the crowd is going frickin NUTS
Busch, "OH MAH GAWD! HE’S UP! HE’S UP! CHRISTIAN SKYWALKER IS UP! HE REALLY IS "NO LIMITS"!!!"
Nic shakes his head, clearly disappointed that this guy wasn’t "smart enough" to stay down. Dangerously bends down and lifts up the ring apron as he withdraws a steal chair. Dangerously takes a few steps forward as Skywalker turns around. NED Has the chair high in the air, but a half dead Christian delivers a straight kick to the "Dangerous Alliance" in NED’s shorts which makes Dangerously’s eyes grow wide as he drops the chair and doubles over.
The crowd isn’t quite sure how to react as Busch says, "That’s as legal as a wrist lock in this one!"
Marshal, "That’s gonna hurt for a while."
NED drops to a knee as Skywalker grabs the steal chair. He raises the chair high, and just as NED looks up�?CRAAACK! Right over the skull of Dangerously. Dangerously crumples up as No Limits staggers forward and grabs hold of the ring. …………………�?…………�?………………�?.3…………………�?…………………�?……………�?�?NED rolls to his knees holding his face. Christian realizes this isn’t going to keep the W2K Icon down so Skywalker grabs the steal chair again and waits. …………………�?.7……………………�? About then NED gets to his feet. NED just turns as Skywalker’s coming toward him with the chair�?NED springs to the side and nails the "Divine Intervention" (Superkick to the chair) making Skywalker drop as the fans erupt.
Crowd: DUB_TWO_KAY, DUB_TWO_KAY, DUB_TWO_KAY, DUB_TWO_KAY, DUB_TWO_KAY, DUB_TWO_KAY, DUB_TWO_KAY, DUB_TWO_KAY, DUB_TWO_KAY, DUB_TWO_KAY, DUB_TWO_KAY, DUB_TWO_KAY……�?BR>……………………�?1……………………�?…………………�?………………�?……………………�?………………�?……�?Christian, who landed on his face, starts pulling himself up using the ring apron. ………�?……………………�?…………………�? Christian gets to his feet and turns around as we see the blood pouring from where that chair was driven into his face. Dangerously grabs a hold of Skywalker by the arm and delivers a hard Irish whip sending him across the floor and making him slam knees first into the steal stairs, which sends him flipping up and over the stairs as NED has actually dropped to a knee from the power of that Irish whip. NED begins fishing under the ring as we can see that Skywalker has yet to re-emerge from the otherside of those stairs. After a little digging we see NED with draw�?BR>Busch, "Oh No�?The Crown of Thorns�?
Indeed. The Crown of Thorns, which is a Kendo stick with an excessive amount of barbwire at the end, has been found. NED gets up and is seemingly trying to hide the crown of thorns from Skywalker’s possible sight as he turns his back toward the stairs he sent Christian flying over and slowly starts walking backwards in that direction. He finally gets to the stairs and spins around�?As he spins around Skywalker flys up�?With All of NED’s might he drives the Crown of Thrones across the skull of Skywalker from the right side but at the exact same time, from the left side, Skywalker uses all of his might and drives a Schalaleigh (Fit Finley’s weapon of choice) across the skull of NED as both men drop. | |
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| ICWA Demented Live July 19, 2006 | Busch, "BOTH MEN HAD THE SAME IDEA AND BOTH MEN ARE DOWN AND OUT!"
We can see that shot busted NED open and we can imagine it didn’t help the wounds of Skywalker either as Tim White starts the count ………………………�?1………………………�?…………………………�?……………………�?……………………�?
Busch, "NEITHER MAN IS MOVING!"
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Crowd: LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN, LETS GO NICK-E, LET’S GO CHRISTIAN�?BR>…………………………�?……………………�?
Busch, "THEY’RE BOTH STILL DOWN!"
……………………�?0! The bell rings as the arena fills with boos and trash begins to come flying toward the ring. Busch, "ANOTHER DRAW?! OH MY GOD! THIS IS UNREAL!" Buffer, "THIS Contest has ended in a DOUBLE COUNT OUT! As a result it is a DRAW MATCH!" Crowd: THAT’S SOME BULLSHIT (Clap, Clap, clap-clap-clap), THAT’S SOME BULLSHIT (Clap, Clap, clap-clap-clap), THAT’S SOME BULLSHIT (Clap, Clap, clap-clap-clap), THAT’S SOME BULLSHIT (Clap, Clap, clap-clap-clap), THAT’S SOME BULLSHIT (Clap, Clap, clap-clap-clap), THAT’S SOME BULLSHIT (Clap, Clap, clap-clap-clap), THAT’S SOME BULLSHIT (Clap, Clap, clap-clap-clap), THAT’S SOME BULLSHIT (Clap, Clap, clap-clap-clap), THAT’S SOME BULLSHIT (Clap, Clap, clap-clap-clap), THAT’S SOME BULLSHIT (Clap, Clap, clap-clap-clap), THAT’S SOME BULLSHIT (Clap, Clap, clap-clap-clap), THAT’S SOME BULLSHIT (Clap, Clap, clap-clap-clap), Busch, "Well frankly I ain’t anymore happy than the fans are with the end result, but ya can’t fault either of these young athletes! They put it all on the line here tonight!"
Marshal, "No doubt Bert. A Great match, but these guys just seem to have each other’s cards."
Busch, "But what’s that mean for the World Title picture now?! Who’s going on to face Bobby Johnson at ICWA Resurrection?!"
Marshal, "That’s a damn good question, Hopefully we’ll find out next week!"
Busch, "I damn sure hope so! Well folks�?We’ve gotta go, but what a night! Make sure to catch us next Wensday here on FX where HOPEFULLY we’ll find out who’s going on to face Bobby Johnson!" The cameras fade on the carnage that has become ringside. All Name and Copyrights are properity of International Championship Wrestling Alliance Inc 2002 �?2006. MSN is direct property of the Microsoft Network as too is the MSN Logo. Microsoft in no way, shape, or form endorses or is endorsed by the ICWA. | |
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| ICWA Demented Live July 19, 2006 | | The cameras are now off the air�?The fans are in a frenzy when we hear those now famous words�?/P> "Em�?Es�?En�? The MSN Theme begins playing as from behind the curtain steps Devon Monroe. The crowd is still in an uproar from the end of the main event but Devon has a microphone so who knows how this is gonna go. Marshal, "Are we off TV? ……………�?Alright."
Busch, "Good to go? ………………�? Down at Ringside Christian and Nic have slowly pulled themselves up. Devon, "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa�?Great match fellas, really�?But this night isn’t quite over. Skywalker, go on into the back, Ol�?Mr. Dangerously has some unfinished business though." NED seems a little confused by Christian just nods. He leans over and gives NED a pat on the shoulder and says "Hell of a match man." NED doesn’t really react but Christian doesn’t take it personally as he walks around the side of the ring and starts heading up the ramp. Devon, "Now Nic�?You wanta be a star? You’re gonna have to work like one because you have ONE MORE MATCH! (Crowd erupts)�?But I’m not going to introduce your opponent�?I’ll save that for the special guest Ring announcer�?The NUMBER 1 Contender to the ICWA Championship and your fellow Synergy buddy, BOBBY_JOHNNNNNNNNSON!" "The G.O.A.T" By LL Cool J blasts over the PA as the crowd delivers a mixed reaction and NED remains confused. Bobby walks out from behind the curtain with a grin on his face as makes his way down the ramp and Devon makes his way back to the back. Busch, �?FONT color=#ffff00>Well folks, we were told to stay out here at ringside and continue calling commentary just in case whatever this match is makes it to DVD, so here we are�?Bert Busch alongside former CWA Heavyweight champion "Destructive" Jay Marshal calling the action for whatever it is that Devon Monroe is doing here ."
Marshal, "Nic Dangerously just fought Christian Skywalker to a draw in a Last Man Standing match and now it seems that he’s going to have to work further�? Johnson gets to the floor and slides into the ring as a crew member hands him a microphone and his music fades. Bobby: Alright�?I’m not the only special staff set up for this match�?Just the best lookin�? belee dat! Never the less, already down at ringside to keep the time and ring the final bell, My beautiful southern bell, Image Johnson (crowd pops)�?And of course for a special match you need a Special referee�?So I bring to you�? 'Superbeast' by Rob Zombie hits ICWA’s speakers and the crowd go into a frenzy of boos, cheers and jeers. Busch, "That’s�? Johnson, "DAMIEN DESTRRRRUCTION!!!" They do what they do as Damien Destruction walks out onto the stage and strikes some powerful poses.. sending chills up your spine. He makes his way down to the ring, pumped and ready to go. Busch, "Damien Destruction in the house as the special referee, that’s huge!" Bobby: Now I suppose everyone would like to know who Nic’s fightin�?/FONT>?" Crowd pops Bobby: Alright then. Ladies and gentlemen, the opponent for this special match is non other than Nic's, and my, good friend......The KING of PWT....Christian Michaels! Now the crowd really pops as "King of Kings" by Motorhead begins to play over the sound system. A video starting up on ICWA's tron. And its not just any ole video. No no no! This video is the entrance video that CM had when he was in W2K. And finally the once Southern Heartthrob and now King appears on the stage. He's sporting a black shirt with "Synergy" across the chest in red lettering. CM looks out at the San Antonio crowd and nods as he heads down the ramp. Christian even slapping hands with some of the fans with seats by the barricades. Busch: This crowd has come alive as another W2K mainstay has returned to them tonight! Christian Michaels has spent more of his career in W2K than anywhere else and these fans appreciate something like that. Marshal: Its just another case of a guy with alot of potential wasting it in the small time. Busch: Well he tried the main stream before. he spent a week in BUD around 2002 or 2003 and didn't like the way things were there. Michaels stops at the bottom of the ramp. He peels off his "Synergy" t-shirt and tosses it out into the crowd. NED is standing in a corner now with an arched eyebrow as CM climbs in and is handed the mic. CM: Now did you really think that ICWA was going to celebrate your "Decade of Danger" without me here? Come on Nic! You know that I couldn't let it go down like that. So I called up that tall drink of water Devon Monroe and told him that after Demented went off the air that we were gonna have a lil match. Me and you.....one on one....one more time. So drag your ass outta that corner and lets do this. CM hands the mic back to Bobby Johnson. The number on contender to the ICWA heads out of the ring as his lovely wife Image is set to be the times keeper. She rings the bell as Damien gets out of the way and we're ready to go. CM and NED circling around each other. Christian reaches out a hand which NED takes and shakes. Busch: I tell you Jay, this should be a hell of a match between these two. These men have a storied history with each other in W2K and it continues in PWT. Marshal: Enough free publicity for them! Sheesh. Finally CM & NED shoot in and lock up. They're each trying to gain an advantage, but NED has close to a forty pound weight advantage. He manages to muscle Michaels into a corner. Destruction comes over and asks for a clean break. Looks like he's gonna get it, but suddenly NED goes for a back elbow to the side of CM's face. However the King of PWT knew it was coming and ducks out of the corner. He's laughing and waving a finger "No" to his mentor. NED nods before the two lock up once again. Yet again NED uses his advantage in weight and moves CM back. This time its just against the ropes. But Michaels reverses to having NED against the ropes and this starts a chain of reversals until CM has NED in the corner. Destruction wants a clean break and CM doesn't even fake it. He simply hauls off and gives Dangerously a knife edge chop. Crowd: WOOOOOOOO NED reverses an chops CM Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOO CM reverses and throws a chop Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOO NED reverses again and adds another chop. Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOO Another reversal finds NED back in the corner briefly before CM whips him out and towards the corner directly across from them. However NED reverses and its Michaels sent into the corner. NED follows in with a head of steam but CM manages to duck outta the way. Christian sets as NED hits in the corner and stumbles out. When he does CM goes for his "Just Got Whapped" superkick...Caught!!! NED throws the foot down but CM spins round for the Dragon-whap.....No its ducked! NED grabs a waistlock and looks like he's going for a belly to back suplex....CM flips out and lands on his feet!.....He charges at NED, but gets scooped up on the shoulders and dropped with a Samoan Drop. The fans applauding the nice exchange. Marshal: Pretty nice stuff there. Busch: These two have known each other so long that its hard for one to get one up on the other. NED gets up and pulls CM up with him. He gives his apprentice a couple knees to the gut before finally lifting him up into a stalling brainbuster. After hitting the move NED looks for a pin but can only net a 2. NED tells Damo that he might be getting a lil slow on counting. Damien Destruction assures NED that he's not. So the 7 time W2K champion looks to pick Michaels up again. However CM has had time to recover and rolls him up with a small package. One......Two......Kickout! Both men race up and begin an exchange of right hands. NED is the bigger man and able to bring more power behind his blows. He rocks CM to the ropes and whips him across the ring. Christian rebounds off the ropes and NED is looking for a Triple-H style spinebuster. However on the way down CM manages to adjust himself just enough that he brings NED down in a ddt as well. Both stay down and Damien begins a ten count. He's at about 7 when CM manages to roll to his knees and then push up to his feet. CM stalks NED as he gets up. Christian is calling for the "Just Like That". Finally NED gets to his feet........he turns around.....Kick to the gut by Michaels! Just Like Th-NO! NED shows his ability to adapt and reverses. He has CM and is going for the "Deus Ex Machina" but CM squirms loose. Busch: Wow! Both men just escaped one another’s finishers. Jay this might be a match where we don't see a winner. Marshal: Kind of like our last two main event? Busch: Yeah.....Kinda. NED spins around just in time to swat down a dropkick from CM. He immediately drops an elbow right to the small of the back......And another.......And another! The fans coming to their feet and cheering as NED locks in an oldie. The good ole "Divine Recline" which is a damned painful camel clutch. CM is reaching.....reaching......reaching for the ropes! Busch: I think Michaels is too far away from the ropes to get this hold broken.... Michaels realizes that he's too far from the ropes and starts to claw his way towards them. Even NED is surprised by CM's effort to get to the ropes. And finally he makes. Destruction orders the hold broken and NED obliges. CM pulls himself up by using the ropes. Here comes NED charging in and CM ducks down. NED tumbles over the top rope but manages to stay on the apron. he gets up and tries to suplex CM to the outside. No go. CM tries to suplex NED back in. Thats a no go as well. Marshal: Dammit someone suplex someone! Maybe NED heard Jay cause he gets CM completely vertical in the air.....No! Christian shifts his weight and lands on his feet on the apron. Both men immediately start trading chops and punches. Suddenly NED manages to catch hold of CM and throws them both off the apron and into the ringside barricade with a Russian leg sweep! All the fans come to their feet trying to see who's going to get up first. Damien Destruction heads out to check on them. Busch: Good Gawd! These two are going at each other like there's a damn title on the line! Marshal: Thats the sign of great competitors. The first one to recover from that super Russian leg sweep is Michaels. He rolls into the ring and sucks down oxygen as NED starts to pull himself up. CM gets up and puts the boots to his mentor as NED slides in. He pulls NED to his feet....Hops back and looks for the superkick again, but this time he suffers a gargoyle suplex. Both begin to pull theirselves up after that suplex. CM's in a corner and NED charges in. He eats some boot and goes down! Christian gets to the top and could be looking for his top rope leg drop.....No! NED manages to get up and shakes the ropes enough to throw CM off-balance. And Rhya's weekend is ruined as CM crotches himself on the top turnbuckle. NED hooks him up and hits that 151 DDT. Pinfall! One...............Two............THRE-KICKOUT! Busch: I don't believe it! Again NED gets up and pulls up a stunned CM. Nic manages to get in position and takes CM up and then down with a Deus Ex Machina! Makes the pin, One..........Two.............Three!!!! The bell sounds and "King Nothing" rumbles over the speakers. Bobby: Here is your winner San Antonio........NIC E DANGEROUSLY!!!!! The fans are going nuts as NED staggers to his feet. Slowly to his too is Christian Michaels. CM immediately gives NED a big hug, telling him that this was NED's night and that he's earned the big time. Damien Destruction as well congratulates NED on his accomplishment as Bobby and Image enter the ring. Busch, "On This Night Ten years of being the standard barer in this business culminates. For those of you privileged enough to be seeing this, let me explain to you just what it is your seeing. You are seeing one of the only TRUE performers left�?One of the only guys in this business that still understands that the business and the story come before his own personal development�?And it only makes sense that if it wasn’t going to happen in W2K�?If Nic Dangerously’s ten years wasn’t going to come in W2K, that it happen here in the ICWA, The only promotion left that still has a few guys who understand these same concepts that Nic Dangerously has carried with him and tried to instill in the next generation for ten years. Despite what I’d say on any other night, having the opportunity to call play by play for Nic Dangerously is a damned honor and anyone who feels that the man you see before you is anything less than the pinnacle of this sport needs to seriously re-evaluate themselves." Back in the ring Destruction has Dangerously up on his shoulders and the crowd is going nuts�?Then from the back Rhya Michaels starts rushing down, followed by current PWT Champion Georgia James, former PWT and W2K Champion Damien Collins, Former W2K Champion Ace Hart……�?Even Amber Michaels is hobbling down despite the vicious attack she received earlier. They all get into the ring one by one as NED gets down off of Damo’s shoulders. NED shakes Collin’s hand. Damien Collins and Nic Dangerously are in a big feud on TV right now but Damien wanted to be here and be a part of this for Nic Dangerously. The two share a small hug before he goes on and shakes hands with another televised foe who out of respect for Nic Dangerously wanted to be here tonight, Georgia James. Again they share a small hug. But then there’s Amber Michaels. He asks her if she’s okay and she nods, and she receives the biggest embrace of all as this crowd is wildly supporting Nic Dangerously. The MSN Executives come out from the back, Russ Johnson included as they’re all applauding the man in the ring and making their way down the ramp. Shane and Devon worked with Nic a little backstage in FWA and Devon was watching him closely in W2K, so he has an understanding of what this all means. Just as MSN is entering the ring "King Nothing" stops and we hear the lyrics that were made famous in the ICWA Last season "Clickity Clank, Clickity Clank, The Money Goes Into My Piggy Bank (Crowd erupts with a mixed reaction)
Clickity Clank, Clickity Clank, The Money Goes Into My Piggy Bank
I’ll Get at you�? Busch, "Uh-oh�? The curtain moves to the side and the man emerges�?/P> Busch, "WALLSTREET! WALLSTREET! WallStreet’s come back to the ICWA and I bet he’s fixin to find some revenge on Synergy here tonight!"
Marshal, "Synergy branded the guy over in PWT a few months back, had him out for six months and he’s been pursuing them heavily in PWT, which is why he isn’t working the ICWA at the moment." WallStreet starts heading down the ramp glaring into the ring that houses so many people celebrating the Decade of Dangerously. WallStreet gets to ringside and wastes no time sliding into the ring as everyone gets behind Dangerously. WallStreet withdraws a microphone from his back pocket as the music fades. WallStreet, "Nic Dangerously, You come into the house that WallStreet built and think you’re gonna turn this place into the "Danger Zone"�?You think that for one solid SECOND your "Decade of Danger" means a damned thing?" WallStreet’s looking hard into Dangerously’s glossy eyes�?/P> WallStreet, "Let me tell *YOU* Something "Nic Dangerously"………�?The "Decade of Dangerously�?It’s the single most important moment in the history of this business (crowd erupts). Without the Decade of Dangerously guys like Christian Michaels, guys like Damien Destruction, Christian Skywalker, James, Myself�?We wouldn’t exist. You set the tone, you made this business what it SHOULD be. And while I didn’t come across you till recently, it was your values and your views on this business that trickled down MSN like a water fountain and found me years before I even knew what a Nic Dangerously was. There’s not a single guy in this business who I have as much respect, or admiration for as I do you Nic. Ten years culminates tonight, and nobody deserves to be at the top of the mountain more than you�?For everything you’ve done for this business�?For the tone you’ve set and the standards you’ve left�?I have but two words and that is simply�?Thank You. Thank YOU Nic Dangerously." WallStreet drops his Mic, points to Dangerously, and begins sincerely bowing in the middle of the ring. Busch, "Never in my life have I seen WallStreet so sincerely respecting another performer like that.. Characters have been thrown out, Kayfabe ignored... This is pure, this is genuine... This, folks, is Real�? Crowd: THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap)�?/EM> With that Confetti begins to rain from the rafters and the fans actually start jumping the barricade, but unlike normal times�?MSN and WallStreet encourage them to come on over as the ring and ringside area begins to fill with San Antonio fans. Damien Destruction hoists NED back up into the air like a King on his throne. Crowd: THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), THANK YOU NEDDY (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), Busch, "Yes�?Thank You Nic Dangerously. Thank you for ten years of being what’s right with this business." With that Busch and Marshal take off their headsets and go to join the festivities as we concludes. Thank You�?Nic Dangerously.  | |
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ICWA Demented Credits Main Event Banner designed by Jenn aka Becca Whipwreck Match 1
Jamal Atkins V.S. Nikki Black
Written by: Josh AKA NLCS Match 2
James V.S. Hank
Written by: James Match 4
MJ Storm V.S. Matt Hardy
Written by: Matt AKA MJ Storm Match 5
Jimmy Stryker & Broderick Jason V.S. DSL & Shane Borden
Written by: Aaron AKA Jimmy Stryker Match 6
Blaze Inferno V.S. Shantel Travis
Written By: Matt AKA MJ Storm Match 7
Matt Matlock V.S. SFM
Written By: Jenny AKA Image Johnson Main Event
NLCS V.S. NED
Written by: Taylor AKA ICWA Management Post Show Match
NED V.S. CM
Written by: Johnathan AKA ICWA's Matt Hardy Judges (Please not NOBODY Judged their own match) Josh AKA NLCS
John AKA ICWA's Matt Hardy
Aaron AKA Jimmy Stryker
Jenn AKA Becca Whipwreck
Big John AKA Georgia James
Matt AKA MJ Storm
James Special thanks to Damien Destruction, Damien Collins, Christian Michaels, and Georgia James for agreeing to be involved in the show conclusion. Thanks to everyone who rped this week. Those who did rp did a great job. And Finally, Thanks to Nic Dangerously for Ten Years of what Efeding should be all about.
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