Post by Dave Dangerously on Aug 18, 2008 17:58:15 GMT -6
Jim Ross: WELCOME EVERYONE TO MONDAY...NIGHT...MAYHEM!!!!
The camera pans an outside makeshift arena outside the Staples Center, the site of Ultimatum. There are probably 2-300 fans out there, some sitting on their cars which they have pulled up. The entrance way is made up out of cars.
JR: Hello everybody and welcome to ICW Monday Night Mayhem, I'm your host Jim Ross and FELLAS, IT'S TIME TO MAKE AN ULTIMATUM!!!
ScottiePP7: Well, it's almost time, JR. Hello bitches, I'm your ICW World Heavyweight Champion SCOTTIEPP7 and this is the ORIGINAL ICW MAIN EVENT SHOW, MAYHEM!
Mayhem: You mean it's MY SHOW. MAYHEM!!!
PP7: Hey, I built this fucking house. So remember your fucking history lesson.
Mayhem: Hey, I may have a match later, but that doesn't mean I can't cause a little MAYHEM right now!!!
JR: BOYS BOYS!!! BUSINESS BUSINESS!!! We're three days away from Ultimatum LIVE ON PPV, and we're outside the Staples Center in our brand NEW ICW STAGE...THAT'S RIGHT MAYHEM WILL BE HELD OUTDOORS EVERY TWO WEEKS AT THE SITE OF THAT WEEK'S THURSDAY, INSANE THURSDAY! We're proud to be here in Sunny LA at the site of Ultimatum, the Staples Center. We've packed as many people as we can into the parking lot!!!
PP7: And we're three days away until I SUCCESSFULY defend my ICW World Title
NOT ONCE, BUT TWICE!!!
Mayhem: If you're lucky. Man, you have to face at LEAST one guy in Dan Hampton, in a damn steel cage no less. You have to get past him first, holmes.
PP7: Fuck you. Do you not realize that I am MR. CUSTOM MADE? YOU'RE FIRRRRRREDDDD
Mayhem: You can't fire me.
PP7: No. No, I can't. But I can poke you with this gel ink pen.
Mayhem: OW, dude. That's slightly annoying.
JR: In any event, we've got a great matchup for you here tonight, tag team competition, The Hardcore Regime vs. Damaged Ink. Mayhem, you've got to think, if you and Juggernaut were to get a victory here tonight, It'd put you right back into the tag team title hunt.
Mayhem: Absolutely. We were screwed by The Roman fucks last week. Whomever wins at Ultimatum, you can be sure that Damaged Ink will be gunning for those belts.
PP7: The Conglomerate, me and Hook want a piece of that too. So you'd better look out for us too, beeyotch.
Mayhem: Did you just say beeyotch?
JR: OKAY WELL! Thursday, we saw the return of Myst. He attacked Calvin Constantine for the second week in a row, and announced a path of destruction, with Calvin Constantine as the first victim. Let's hear from the former ICW World Champ now.
cut to a backstage area, where Calvin Constantine is looking into the camera.
Calvin Constantine: You know, there was a time in this business when people operated with honor. There was a time in this business when people like Myst didn't have to resort to attacking people with the lights off...
Calvin turns, his profile seen by the camera, now.
Calvin Constantine: But things have changed. And Myst has changed. Myst, you were a legend, one of the greatest ever, an ICON...
Constantine turns to the other side, and has his head down.
Calvin Constantine: Now look at you. A mediocre announcer, popping pills and slugging booze like it's going out of style. You might have been the Dark Machine once. But now, you're just another washed up sad sack "veteran" trying to hang on.
Now, Constantine looks straight at the camera, with a vengeance.
Calvin Constantine: So, I'll see you at Ultimatum. And when we're in the ring together, you'll see how much the business has changed. You'll see how much YOU'VE changed. I just hope you're ready for the shock.
back to the announce position.
JR: Strong words from Calvin Constantine!
PP7: You know, I have the greatest respect for him. I threw him off of that Insanity Cell, and he keeps on coming. If we both make it out of Ultimatum, I'm giving him a title shot.
Mayhem: Kiss ass. You're just scared.
PP7: DUDE. YOU...ARE A BITCH.
JR: We've got another interview with some of the talent from Ultimatum, this time it's The ICW World Tag Team Champions, Romulus Maximii!
Mayhem: FAGS!
cut to a segment with The Emperor, Healius Maximus, and The Gladiator Centurius Maximus.
The Emperor: ICW. The time draws nigh. We've taken the ICW World Tag Team Titles. We've taken out the General Manager. WE'VE SOLIDIFIED OURSELVES AS THE POWER PLAYERS. We've gotten the "SAVIOR" of ICW running scared, Dave Dangerously.
And we've got the ICW World Title on notice, as it will soon belong around my waist...
The Gladiator, from the background, stirs.
The Gladiator: I will become the ICW World Champion, once more.
The Emperor: That's right. And then hand it over to me. INSOLENCE WILL NOT BE TOLERATED.
Back to what I was saying...
AND NOW...WE OFFER YOU THE FINAL ULTIMATUM.
LIVE UNDER OUR DECREE...
OR ENCROACH UPON THOSE DECREES...
AND LIVE UNDER OUR FOOT.
YOU WILL ALL BOW DOWN TO THE TRUE RULER OF ICW...
YOU WILL ALL BE ENLIGHTENED.
AND AFTER ULTIMATUM...
THERE WILL ONLY BE ONE WORD ON YOUR FRAIL LIPS...
MAXIMUS.
Cut back to the announce table
PP7: I'm ready to take on THOSE FUCKERS TOO!!!!
JR: Now now, Scott. Say, isn't it your birthday today?
PP7: Why yes, it is!
A birthday cake is in the middle of the ring
PP7: OH!!!!! YOU GUYS!!!!!
Scottie gets up, and checks out the cake.
Mayhem: Is there a stripper in there?
JR: Business is about to pick up!
Scottie, smiling, approaches the cake...
AND OUT POPS...
Yokozuna X?
YOKOZUNA X?
JR: LOOK AT THOSE MAGUMBOS!!!!!
Mayhem: MY EYES!!! MY EYES!!!!!!
Mayhem grabs some chlorine, and douches his eyes with it.
Mayhem: THAT DIDN'T HELP AT ALL!!!!!
PP7: WHAT THE FUCK???
Yoko, covered in cake and baby oil, rubs his man boobs (moobs) on Scottie. He returns the favor, MARTINI DDT!!!!!
Scottie looks DISGUSTIPATED!!!!
JR: OH MY!!!! LOL!!!
Mayhem: ROFL
JR: LMAO
Nonz: ROFFLE ROFFLE!!!!
Commercial break:
WHEN I SAY HILLSHIRE YOU SAY FARM!
HILLSHIRE!
FARM!
GO MEAT!
back to TV
"Hair of the Dog hits, and the crowd boos heavily as Pyro emerges from the makeshift entrance area, Lone Wolf at his side with his trusty baseball bat.
JR: Well folks, Mayhem has left us to prepare for his match, and we've got an interesting situation, here. Morrigan is scheduled to team with Pyro, taking on Damaged, Ink. But with what happened on last week's Thursday, Insane Thursday, I'm not sure how well that partnership is gonna work!
Video plays of Morrigan tossing Wolf into the ring, inadvertently nailing him with a steel chair, and leaving him battered in the ring.
PP7: It just goes to show you, James. You can't trust a woman who thinks for herself.
JR: That may be your opinion. But we're about to see what's gonna happen!
"Sick of Life" hits, and Sylver Morrigan makes her way out to a mixed reaction. Her and Lone Wolf stare each other down the whole way. When she gets to the ring, she says nothing to either man, and just heads to her corner. Wolf slides out of the ring looking pissed.
PP7: This reminds me of the time Clee and I got into a fight and she ripped up my Moby tickets.
JR: Wait…you actually listen to Moby?
PP7: Uhh…well no…I mean…JESUS FUCK YOU MOBY IS GOOD!
"Cyberwaste" by Fear Factory hits, and the crowd roars as Mayhem and Juggernaut, Damaged Ink make their way to the ring, completely businesslike.
JR: And here comes our broadcast associate and his partner, Juggernaut!
Mayhem and Juggernaut slide in, and immediately start brawling with Morrigan and Pyro. Mayhem quickly gets the upper hand on Pyro, punching him back into the corner, while Morrigan and Juggernaut square off evenly. The ref manages to get between Morrigan and Juggernaut and get them back to their respective corners, while Mayhem stomps away on Pyro in the corner. He pulls him up, and whips him HARD into the other corner, following it up with a running splash.
JR: Damaged, Ink has really seized the upper hand here early on!
Pyro stumbles out of the corner, and Mayhem hits the ropes and CREAMS him with the Annihilator clothesline! Mayhem makes a cover-
1…
2…
Pyro BARELY kicks out!
PP7: Wow, Pyro barely got his shoulder up, and Morrigan never moved out of her corner!
Juggernaut calls for a tag, and Mayhem goes to make it. While he's doing that, Pyro crawls to Morrigan's corner with his hand reached out…but Morrigan doesn't stick hers out, forcing Pyro to crawl all the way to her-but he doesn't make it! Juggernaut pulls him back into the center of the ring!
JR: Wow, Morrigan made NO effort to make that tag!
Juggernaut stomps away on Pyro. Meanwhile, Lone Wolf starts yelling at Morrigan from ringside, but Morrigan ignores him. Lone Wolf comes up behind Morrigan and sweeps her legs out, knocking her off the apron! Wolf then jumps up himself!
PP7: What the hell?
JR: Remember Scottie, the Hardcore Regime operates under the old "Freebird" rules: any member of the Regime can hop into a tag match!
Juggernaut pulls Pyro up and whips him into the ropes, and Wolf manages to get a hand on Pyro, making a tag and making him the legal man! Nonetheless, Juggernaut nails Pyro on the way back with the Death Camp clothesline! But he doesn't see Wolf coming in, Wolf nails him with The Pounce, a vicious gore!
PP7: Three on two is bullshit. When you're Custom Made, you rock threes on ones.
JR: Are you saying you can wrestle three men at once?
PP7: I wasn't talking about wrestling, JR! OH SNAP!
Wolf pulls Juggernaut back up, and whips him into the ropes, nailing him on the way back with a shoulder block, putting Juggernaut on his back. He hits the ropes and nails Juggernaut with a leg drop. Cover-
1…
2…
Juggernaut kicks out!
JR: A near fall there for the Hardcore Regime!
Wolf pulls Juggernaut up, and sets him up for the Wolf Pack, a pumphandle slam into a small package! He nails it! The ref slides in to make the count!
1…
2…
Kickout by Juggernaut!
PP7: Juggernaut needs to make a tag, and bad.
Wolf pulls Juggernaut up, and makes a slashing motion across his throat. He pulls Juggernaut between his legs and hooks his arms, setting up the Jugular Crush! BUT JUGGERNAUT COUNTERS! HE LIFTS WOLF UP INTO A FIREMAN'S CARRY INTO A SWINGING NECKBREAKER, SCRATCH THE SURFACE! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN! The ref starts the ten count!
JR: BOTH MEN NEED A TAG, AND BAD!
The ref is counting, as both men slowly start to stir and head to their respective corners.
5!
6!
JUGGERNAUT MAKES THE TAG TO MAYHEM!
7!
WOLF MAKES THE TAG TO PYRO!
PP7: HERE WE GO!
Mayhem comes in HOT! He nails Pyro with a clothesline! Pyro pops back up, and Mayhem hits him with stiff right hands! He whips him into the ropes, picks him up, and nails the Death Drop, the running body slam! Pyro hits the mat, HARD!
JR: Pyro is in big trouble!
Pyro slowly gets back to his feet…MAYHEM NAILS HIM WITH THE THREE POINT STANCE SPEAR! PYRO IS OUT! He lands close to Wolf, Wolf reaches toward his body to make a tag…BUT MORRIGAN PULLS WOLF OFF OF THE RING APRON!
PP7: Morrigan says turnabout is fair play!
Wolf gets up in Morrigan's face, and Morrigan is yelling right back at him! Wolf shoves Morrigan…MORRIGAN NAILS HIM WITH A KICK TO THE GUT AND THE BRACKISH CRADLE NECKBREAKER! WOLF IS DOWN!
JR: THIS MIGHT BE THE END OF THE HARDCORE REGIME!
Morrigan looks down at Wolf, then heads to the back, leaving Pyro to fend for himself! Meanwhile, Mayhem and Juggernaut are watching what's transpired. They look at Pyro, look at each other, and shrug. Then Mayhem makes a tag to Juggernaut!
PP7: Pyro is in deep now.
Juggernaut comes in, and Mayhem stays in the ring! Mayhem lifts Pyro up, DEGRADATION JACKHAMMER! Juggernaut grabs Pyro, and nails another Scratch the Surface!
JR: Pyro is already out cold, and Damaged Ink is still going!
PP7: And these bloodthirsty fucks in the crowd are loving it!
Mayhem lifts Pyro up into an elevated double chicken wing. Juggernaut hits the ropes and NAILS Pyro with a clothesline, they call it the Degradation! Mayhem picks Pyro back up, and lifts him up into an electric chair position! Juggernaut climbs to the top rope! MAYHEM DROPS BACKWARD AND JUGGERNAUT SIMULTANEOUSLY NAILS PYRO WITH A FLYING CLOTHESLINE! LIGHTS OUT!
JR: GOOD GOD PYRO IS EXTINGUISHED!
Mayhem FINALLY makes a cover on Pyro!
1…
2…
3!
THE WINNERS, MAYHEM AND JUGGERNAUT, DAMAGED, INK!
While Mayhem and Juggernaut celebrate over Pyro's prone carcass, Wolf gets back up. He sees Pyro destroyed in the ring, then SCREAMS in rage! He then sprints up the entranceway to the back, and he's passed by EMTs coming to help Pyro.
JR: Uh oh, I wouldn't want to be Sylver Morrigan right now!
PP7: Screw that, I wouldn't want to be PYRO right now!
While the EMTs tend to Pyro, Wolf is seen looking frantic and berserk.
JR: FANS THATS ALL THE TIME WE HAVE FOR MAYHEM, GOOD NIGHT EVERYBODY, WE'LL SEE YOU IN THREE DAYS FOR ULTIMATUM, LIVE ONLY ON PAY-PER-VIEW!!!
End transmission
The camera pans an outside makeshift arena outside the Staples Center, the site of Ultimatum. There are probably 2-300 fans out there, some sitting on their cars which they have pulled up. The entrance way is made up out of cars.
JR: Hello everybody and welcome to ICW Monday Night Mayhem, I'm your host Jim Ross and FELLAS, IT'S TIME TO MAKE AN ULTIMATUM!!!
ScottiePP7: Well, it's almost time, JR. Hello bitches, I'm your ICW World Heavyweight Champion SCOTTIEPP7 and this is the ORIGINAL ICW MAIN EVENT SHOW, MAYHEM!
Mayhem: You mean it's MY SHOW. MAYHEM!!!
PP7: Hey, I built this fucking house. So remember your fucking history lesson.
Mayhem: Hey, I may have a match later, but that doesn't mean I can't cause a little MAYHEM right now!!!
JR: BOYS BOYS!!! BUSINESS BUSINESS!!! We're three days away from Ultimatum LIVE ON PPV, and we're outside the Staples Center in our brand NEW ICW STAGE...THAT'S RIGHT MAYHEM WILL BE HELD OUTDOORS EVERY TWO WEEKS AT THE SITE OF THAT WEEK'S THURSDAY, INSANE THURSDAY! We're proud to be here in Sunny LA at the site of Ultimatum, the Staples Center. We've packed as many people as we can into the parking lot!!!
PP7: And we're three days away until I SUCCESSFULY defend my ICW World Title
NOT ONCE, BUT TWICE!!!
Mayhem: If you're lucky. Man, you have to face at LEAST one guy in Dan Hampton, in a damn steel cage no less. You have to get past him first, holmes.
PP7: Fuck you. Do you not realize that I am MR. CUSTOM MADE? YOU'RE FIRRRRRREDDDD
Mayhem: You can't fire me.
PP7: No. No, I can't. But I can poke you with this gel ink pen.
Mayhem: OW, dude. That's slightly annoying.
JR: In any event, we've got a great matchup for you here tonight, tag team competition, The Hardcore Regime vs. Damaged Ink. Mayhem, you've got to think, if you and Juggernaut were to get a victory here tonight, It'd put you right back into the tag team title hunt.
Mayhem: Absolutely. We were screwed by The Roman fucks last week. Whomever wins at Ultimatum, you can be sure that Damaged Ink will be gunning for those belts.
PP7: The Conglomerate, me and Hook want a piece of that too. So you'd better look out for us too, beeyotch.
Mayhem: Did you just say beeyotch?
JR: OKAY WELL! Thursday, we saw the return of Myst. He attacked Calvin Constantine for the second week in a row, and announced a path of destruction, with Calvin Constantine as the first victim. Let's hear from the former ICW World Champ now.
cut to a backstage area, where Calvin Constantine is looking into the camera.
Calvin Constantine: You know, there was a time in this business when people operated with honor. There was a time in this business when people like Myst didn't have to resort to attacking people with the lights off...
Calvin turns, his profile seen by the camera, now.
Calvin Constantine: But things have changed. And Myst has changed. Myst, you were a legend, one of the greatest ever, an ICON...
Constantine turns to the other side, and has his head down.
Calvin Constantine: Now look at you. A mediocre announcer, popping pills and slugging booze like it's going out of style. You might have been the Dark Machine once. But now, you're just another washed up sad sack "veteran" trying to hang on.
Now, Constantine looks straight at the camera, with a vengeance.
Calvin Constantine: So, I'll see you at Ultimatum. And when we're in the ring together, you'll see how much the business has changed. You'll see how much YOU'VE changed. I just hope you're ready for the shock.
back to the announce position.
JR: Strong words from Calvin Constantine!
PP7: You know, I have the greatest respect for him. I threw him off of that Insanity Cell, and he keeps on coming. If we both make it out of Ultimatum, I'm giving him a title shot.
Mayhem: Kiss ass. You're just scared.
PP7: DUDE. YOU...ARE A BITCH.
JR: We've got another interview with some of the talent from Ultimatum, this time it's The ICW World Tag Team Champions, Romulus Maximii!
Mayhem: FAGS!
cut to a segment with The Emperor, Healius Maximus, and The Gladiator Centurius Maximus.
The Emperor: ICW. The time draws nigh. We've taken the ICW World Tag Team Titles. We've taken out the General Manager. WE'VE SOLIDIFIED OURSELVES AS THE POWER PLAYERS. We've gotten the "SAVIOR" of ICW running scared, Dave Dangerously.
And we've got the ICW World Title on notice, as it will soon belong around my waist...
The Gladiator, from the background, stirs.
The Gladiator: I will become the ICW World Champion, once more.
The Emperor: That's right. And then hand it over to me. INSOLENCE WILL NOT BE TOLERATED.
Back to what I was saying...
AND NOW...WE OFFER YOU THE FINAL ULTIMATUM.
LIVE UNDER OUR DECREE...
OR ENCROACH UPON THOSE DECREES...
AND LIVE UNDER OUR FOOT.
YOU WILL ALL BOW DOWN TO THE TRUE RULER OF ICW...
YOU WILL ALL BE ENLIGHTENED.
AND AFTER ULTIMATUM...
THERE WILL ONLY BE ONE WORD ON YOUR FRAIL LIPS...
MAXIMUS.
Cut back to the announce table
PP7: I'm ready to take on THOSE FUCKERS TOO!!!!
JR: Now now, Scott. Say, isn't it your birthday today?
PP7: Why yes, it is!
A birthday cake is in the middle of the ring
PP7: OH!!!!! YOU GUYS!!!!!
Scottie gets up, and checks out the cake.
Mayhem: Is there a stripper in there?
JR: Business is about to pick up!
Scottie, smiling, approaches the cake...
AND OUT POPS...
Yokozuna X?
YOKOZUNA X?
JR: LOOK AT THOSE MAGUMBOS!!!!!
Mayhem: MY EYES!!! MY EYES!!!!!!
Mayhem grabs some chlorine, and douches his eyes with it.
Mayhem: THAT DIDN'T HELP AT ALL!!!!!
PP7: WHAT THE FUCK???
Yoko, covered in cake and baby oil, rubs his man boobs (moobs) on Scottie. He returns the favor, MARTINI DDT!!!!!
Scottie looks DISGUSTIPATED!!!!
JR: OH MY!!!! LOL!!!
Mayhem: ROFL
JR: LMAO
Nonz: ROFFLE ROFFLE!!!!
Commercial break:
WHEN I SAY HILLSHIRE YOU SAY FARM!
HILLSHIRE!
FARM!
GO MEAT!
back to TV
"Hair of the Dog hits, and the crowd boos heavily as Pyro emerges from the makeshift entrance area, Lone Wolf at his side with his trusty baseball bat.
JR: Well folks, Mayhem has left us to prepare for his match, and we've got an interesting situation, here. Morrigan is scheduled to team with Pyro, taking on Damaged, Ink. But with what happened on last week's Thursday, Insane Thursday, I'm not sure how well that partnership is gonna work!
Video plays of Morrigan tossing Wolf into the ring, inadvertently nailing him with a steel chair, and leaving him battered in the ring.
PP7: It just goes to show you, James. You can't trust a woman who thinks for herself.
JR: That may be your opinion. But we're about to see what's gonna happen!
"Sick of Life" hits, and Sylver Morrigan makes her way out to a mixed reaction. Her and Lone Wolf stare each other down the whole way. When she gets to the ring, she says nothing to either man, and just heads to her corner. Wolf slides out of the ring looking pissed.
PP7: This reminds me of the time Clee and I got into a fight and she ripped up my Moby tickets.
JR: Wait…you actually listen to Moby?
PP7: Uhh…well no…I mean…JESUS FUCK YOU MOBY IS GOOD!
"Cyberwaste" by Fear Factory hits, and the crowd roars as Mayhem and Juggernaut, Damaged Ink make their way to the ring, completely businesslike.
JR: And here comes our broadcast associate and his partner, Juggernaut!
Mayhem and Juggernaut slide in, and immediately start brawling with Morrigan and Pyro. Mayhem quickly gets the upper hand on Pyro, punching him back into the corner, while Morrigan and Juggernaut square off evenly. The ref manages to get between Morrigan and Juggernaut and get them back to their respective corners, while Mayhem stomps away on Pyro in the corner. He pulls him up, and whips him HARD into the other corner, following it up with a running splash.
JR: Damaged, Ink has really seized the upper hand here early on!
Pyro stumbles out of the corner, and Mayhem hits the ropes and CREAMS him with the Annihilator clothesline! Mayhem makes a cover-
1…
2…
Pyro BARELY kicks out!
PP7: Wow, Pyro barely got his shoulder up, and Morrigan never moved out of her corner!
Juggernaut calls for a tag, and Mayhem goes to make it. While he's doing that, Pyro crawls to Morrigan's corner with his hand reached out…but Morrigan doesn't stick hers out, forcing Pyro to crawl all the way to her-but he doesn't make it! Juggernaut pulls him back into the center of the ring!
JR: Wow, Morrigan made NO effort to make that tag!
Juggernaut stomps away on Pyro. Meanwhile, Lone Wolf starts yelling at Morrigan from ringside, but Morrigan ignores him. Lone Wolf comes up behind Morrigan and sweeps her legs out, knocking her off the apron! Wolf then jumps up himself!
PP7: What the hell?
JR: Remember Scottie, the Hardcore Regime operates under the old "Freebird" rules: any member of the Regime can hop into a tag match!
Juggernaut pulls Pyro up and whips him into the ropes, and Wolf manages to get a hand on Pyro, making a tag and making him the legal man! Nonetheless, Juggernaut nails Pyro on the way back with the Death Camp clothesline! But he doesn't see Wolf coming in, Wolf nails him with The Pounce, a vicious gore!
PP7: Three on two is bullshit. When you're Custom Made, you rock threes on ones.
JR: Are you saying you can wrestle three men at once?
PP7: I wasn't talking about wrestling, JR! OH SNAP!
Wolf pulls Juggernaut back up, and whips him into the ropes, nailing him on the way back with a shoulder block, putting Juggernaut on his back. He hits the ropes and nails Juggernaut with a leg drop. Cover-
1…
2…
Juggernaut kicks out!
JR: A near fall there for the Hardcore Regime!
Wolf pulls Juggernaut up, and sets him up for the Wolf Pack, a pumphandle slam into a small package! He nails it! The ref slides in to make the count!
1…
2…
Kickout by Juggernaut!
PP7: Juggernaut needs to make a tag, and bad.
Wolf pulls Juggernaut up, and makes a slashing motion across his throat. He pulls Juggernaut between his legs and hooks his arms, setting up the Jugular Crush! BUT JUGGERNAUT COUNTERS! HE LIFTS WOLF UP INTO A FIREMAN'S CARRY INTO A SWINGING NECKBREAKER, SCRATCH THE SURFACE! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN! The ref starts the ten count!
JR: BOTH MEN NEED A TAG, AND BAD!
The ref is counting, as both men slowly start to stir and head to their respective corners.
5!
6!
JUGGERNAUT MAKES THE TAG TO MAYHEM!
7!
WOLF MAKES THE TAG TO PYRO!
PP7: HERE WE GO!
Mayhem comes in HOT! He nails Pyro with a clothesline! Pyro pops back up, and Mayhem hits him with stiff right hands! He whips him into the ropes, picks him up, and nails the Death Drop, the running body slam! Pyro hits the mat, HARD!
JR: Pyro is in big trouble!
Pyro slowly gets back to his feet…MAYHEM NAILS HIM WITH THE THREE POINT STANCE SPEAR! PYRO IS OUT! He lands close to Wolf, Wolf reaches toward his body to make a tag…BUT MORRIGAN PULLS WOLF OFF OF THE RING APRON!
PP7: Morrigan says turnabout is fair play!
Wolf gets up in Morrigan's face, and Morrigan is yelling right back at him! Wolf shoves Morrigan…MORRIGAN NAILS HIM WITH A KICK TO THE GUT AND THE BRACKISH CRADLE NECKBREAKER! WOLF IS DOWN!
JR: THIS MIGHT BE THE END OF THE HARDCORE REGIME!
Morrigan looks down at Wolf, then heads to the back, leaving Pyro to fend for himself! Meanwhile, Mayhem and Juggernaut are watching what's transpired. They look at Pyro, look at each other, and shrug. Then Mayhem makes a tag to Juggernaut!
PP7: Pyro is in deep now.
Juggernaut comes in, and Mayhem stays in the ring! Mayhem lifts Pyro up, DEGRADATION JACKHAMMER! Juggernaut grabs Pyro, and nails another Scratch the Surface!
JR: Pyro is already out cold, and Damaged Ink is still going!
PP7: And these bloodthirsty fucks in the crowd are loving it!
Mayhem lifts Pyro up into an elevated double chicken wing. Juggernaut hits the ropes and NAILS Pyro with a clothesline, they call it the Degradation! Mayhem picks Pyro back up, and lifts him up into an electric chair position! Juggernaut climbs to the top rope! MAYHEM DROPS BACKWARD AND JUGGERNAUT SIMULTANEOUSLY NAILS PYRO WITH A FLYING CLOTHESLINE! LIGHTS OUT!
JR: GOOD GOD PYRO IS EXTINGUISHED!
Mayhem FINALLY makes a cover on Pyro!
1…
2…
3!
THE WINNERS, MAYHEM AND JUGGERNAUT, DAMAGED, INK!
While Mayhem and Juggernaut celebrate over Pyro's prone carcass, Wolf gets back up. He sees Pyro destroyed in the ring, then SCREAMS in rage! He then sprints up the entranceway to the back, and he's passed by EMTs coming to help Pyro.
JR: Uh oh, I wouldn't want to be Sylver Morrigan right now!
PP7: Screw that, I wouldn't want to be PYRO right now!
While the EMTs tend to Pyro, Wolf is seen looking frantic and berserk.
JR: FANS THATS ALL THE TIME WE HAVE FOR MAYHEM, GOOD NIGHT EVERYBODY, WE'LL SEE YOU IN THREE DAYS FOR ULTIMATUM, LIVE ONLY ON PAY-PER-VIEW!!!
End transmission