(EAW Intro plays)
(Various producers and elitists are seen wandering around backstage of the KFC Yum! Center when all of a sudden a set of double doors fly open and Miss Extreme marches through with a grin on her face. The PURE Championship sits proudly around her waist as she walks straight up to a grinning Hurricane Hawk)
Hurricane Hawk: Camille.
Ms. Extreme: Hawk.
(The former tag partners exchange looks for a moment)
Ms. Extreme: Still can’t believe you sold out and became a suit.
Hurricane Hawk: Heh. Well it comes with certain perks and privileges.
Ms. Extreme: Like getting duped by half your roster for ten weeks?
(Hawk’s grin fades a moment before he brushes the comment off)
Hurricane Hawk: Or giving an old friend the chance to live up to her name. Or has competing under PURE rules made you forget what being Ms. Extreme is all about?
Ms. Extreme: Hmm. Well, if I damage your Openweight Champion too bad, don’t expect an apology.
Hurricane Hawk: Wouldn’t want one. I didn’t pick TLA to be an easy win for you. I think you’re going to push each other tonight. Besides. I wouldn’t put him in this match if he couldn’t take it. Showdown is my priority after all.
Ms. Extreme: *raised eyebrows* And what happens if I go out there and… let’s say… kill his legacy?
(Hawk laughs at the reference)
Hurricane Hawk: You’re a champion in EAW now, Camille. You’re building your own legacy. Don’t worry so much about killing them.
(Scene fades as Hawk shows Ms. Extreme to her dressing room)
(“DNA” by Kendrick Lamar plays as the Showdown intro plays for the broadcast)
(Camera opens now to a wild and sold out crowd inside of the KFC Yum! center in Louisville, Kentucky as several signs are seen around the crowd such as “DARKYL KILLED HIS DADDY”, “CHURCH’S CHICKEN IS BETTER”, “PROVENCAL IS MY BABY’S DADDY”, and “CAN WE HAVE PITINO BACK?” Before cutting to the commentary desk of Eve and Deadprez.)
Eve: ITS SATURDAY NIGHT AND—
Deadprez: Its Sunday night.
Eve: Oh my god… it’s Sunday night… this is different… this is new…
Deadprez: You ok there, Eve?
Eve: I need a moment.
Deadprez: Well I guess I’ll get it started. Ladies and gentlemen it’s Sunday night and that—
Eve: WELCOME EVERYONE! ITS SUNDAY NIGHT AND THAT MEANS ITS TIME FOR OUR SPECIAL SUNDAY NIGHT EDITION OF SATURDAY NIGHT SHOWDOWN!! We have an amazing show in store for all of you including an action packed main event where Dynasty’s PURE Champion, Camille Jane Ava, better known as Ms. Extreme, will be here to take on Showdown’s Openweight Champion, TLA in an Extreme Rules Match! Anything goes and with TLA’s history with the Ava family, you can be certain there’s going to be some wild moments!
Deadprez: No doubt about it. And we will also see two of EAW’s future top stars go head to head as Joshua Nicholls of the Round Table takes on Damon Diesel! That’s got all the potential to steal the show but the same goes for our matchup between Cody Marshall and SOSA Henderson! Cody being a long term veteran around EAW on top of SOSA Henderson’s sudden rise to prominence could make this an underdog match of the week contender!
Eve: We’ve got all that and so much more including announcements and even a new talent debut, so without further delay, let’s get things rolling!
(Camera pans last Gina Romano in the ring as “No Regrets” by Pusha T hits. Hurricane Hawk comes out to a loud reaction from the crowd with a microphone in hand.)
Gina Romano: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome EAW Hall of Famer, and Showdown General Manager, HURRICANE HAWK!!
(Hawk climbs up the steps and sits on the rope to let Gina out before climbing into the ring and waving to the fans)
Hurricane Hawk: What’s going on, Louisville?
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOO! THATS WHERE I LIVE!!!
Hurricane Hawk: Haha. That’s right. Hey. So let’s not hog the spotlight for the night. How about a round of applause for Voltage putting on a fantastic night at Tempest?
(Hawk claps his hands as the crowd cheers)
Hurricane Hawk: But at the same time I’m loyal to the Blue Brand so let me selfishly steal that spotlight back. Tempest was the last of this recent round of marquee events and that means that tonight’s episode of Showdown is officially the first step on the road to Grand Rampage! Grand Rampage is one of the most anticipated events in EAW’s annual schedule, short maybe of just Pain for Pride itself. The reason for that is because of the annual Grand Rampage match that the show is known for. 30 competitors will enter the ring one at a time in a predetermined order and the only way to be eliminated is by being thrown over the top rope and both feet touching the floor. As is tradition, the winner will be guaranteed a World Championship match at Pain for Pride! It’s an illustrious opportunity that has only been won by truly elite talents such as current Voltage Commissioner Matt Daniels, aka Captain Charisma!!
Hurricane Hawk: Hades the Hellraiser!!
Hurricane Hawk: Devan Dubian!!
Hurricane Hawk: Carlos Rosso!!
Hurricane Hawk: Some things slip through the cracks. What can I say? Regardless, it’s a major opportunity and I would love to see one of Showdown’s own get the opportunity! And as you all saw during the Tempest broadcast, the Interwire Champion, Drake King, is already inserted into the match as a stipulation of his win over Malcolm Jones. As you can all guess, I’m not a fan of that decision, but my hands are tied on it. Several others will be announced for it in the coming weeks through various means including qualifiers, the first of which will be happening, RIGHT HERE TONIGHT!
Hurricane Hawk: Tonight Jack Haze makes his return against the newly signed Jason Mavis and in the spirit of giving opportunities all around the card, the winner of that match will be the next Showdown member inserted into the Grand Rampage match! BUT! That’s not all I have to announce for the show! There’s a few other things. First of all, regardless of whether he thinks the challenge is worth his time or not, Ahren Fourneir WILL defend the EAW Championship at Grand Rampage in a match yet to be determined. I’ve been informed that Ahren once again felt he had more pressing matters to attend to tonight, and his actions and regards to the company that he holds the eponymous championship of has not gone unnoticed. But regarding a match that has in fact been decided, SOSA Henderson will get the title shot he earned at Under Siege against the New Breed Champion, the Visual Prophet, at Grand Rampage.
Hurricane Hawk: I know. If that one doesn’t scream future Pain for Pride main event then I don’t know what does. Two of the hottest young stars in this entire industry going head to head. I will be having meetings with Matt Daniels in the coming weeks to discuss the details of the matchup but rest assured, it will be a classic. That’s not every match we hope to see happen at the show, but that’s all I can reveal at this time. Thank you all so much for joining us here! We’ve got an exciting show for the rest of the night! Let’s get it going!
(“No Regrets” plays again as the crowd goes wild for Hurricane Hawk. He waves at them all as he makes his way up the ramp.)
(Commercial for “The Era of Vixens”, a DVD collection featuring everyone to hold the Vixen’s Championship including Kendra Shamez, Cleopatra, and Showdown commentator Eve. Each copy of the DVD includes a pinch of the burned ash from the actual championship that Kassidy Heart destroyed.)
(The camera cuts to Gina Romano in the ring.)
Gina Romano: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(“Love SOSA” by Chief Keef hits as the crowd begins booing angrily.)
Gina Romano: Introducing first from Philly weighing in at 191 pounds he is “BULLETPROOF” SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSA HENDERSON!!!!
(SOSA Henderson makes his way to the ring ignoring the boos of the crowd as he looks prepared to throw down.)
Deadprez: I don’t get why these Kentucky fans are so disrespectful Eve! SOSA Henderson is the future of Showdown! That’s why he’s facing Visual Prophet at Grand Rampage for arguably the hottest championship in the company!
Eve: Ugh! He’s so arrogant Dead! Like omigosh! So gross! I cannot even!
Deadprez: Are you okay Eve? You are hating and fangirling even stronger than usual tonight. Let me tell you that SOSA Henderson is an impressive talent! Cody Marshall has his work cut out for him tonight!
Eve: I mean… okay I guess?
(“Lowlife” by Theory of a Deadman hits to a mixed reaction of mostly cheers from the crowd.)
Gina Romano: And his opponent from Dallas, Texas weighing in at 305 pounds he is “The American Sniper” COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODY MARRRRRRRRRRRRRSHALLLL!!!!!!!1
(Cody Marshall comes out staggering to the ring with a bottle of whisky in one hand which he smashes against the ring steps before stepping into the ring.)
Eve: Cody Marshall is the master of the drunken fist! SOSA Henderson may think that he has an easy night against his sauced opponent but he would be wrong.
Deadprez: These Kentucky fans love Cody Marshall and would like to see nothing more than him whip SOSA Henderson’s ass all over this arena! But it’s not gonna happen! Sorry to disappoint you but Cody is just a sad washed up drunk and SOSA is going to expose him here tonight!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Eve: We are underway as SOSA charges in with a vicious Clothesline!!! But Cody drunkenly staggers out of the way! Cody with a hard jab to the face of SOSA sending him reeling back against the ropes. Now Cody going in with a series of tactical strikes to the gut of SOSA as he has immediately taken control of this match! SOSA is reeling back up against the ropes as Cody just keeps landing blow after blow. SOSA yelling out in pain from each strike! Cody falls back looking winded from all this punching as he asks a fan to toss him a beer.
(A fan is shown tossing a beer can in the ring which Cody drinks.)
Deadprez: But SOSA back up now as he smacks the shit out of Cody! Cody spitting beer all over the ring as SOSA fires back with strikes of his own! And SOSA grabs Cody and puts him into a headlock. SOSA wrenching the neck hard here! Cody pushes forward trying to get to the ropes but SOSA reels him back in! Cody trying to punch at the gut of SOSA to break free… and Cody uses all his power to force SOSA off!!! SOSA off the ropes now… leaping forearm to the face of Cody!!! The big man falls back onto the man! Cody is down! SOSA off the ropes again looking to take the advantage here… Running Senton connects!!! That was like a mini SOSA BOMB!!! The cover!!!
Referee: ONE! TWO!
Eve: The kickout by Cody Marshall!!! SOSA Henderson now getting back up to his feet as Cody recovers in the corner. SOSA mocking Cody’s fans now as he calls them all drunken rednecks. That’s somewhat accurate to be honest… However, Cody is just laughing about it! He is proud of it! Both men lock up in the ring but Cody quickly grabs SOSA and pulls him up… POWER SLAM CONNECTS!!! Cody now running off the ropes as SOSA sits up… RUNNING BOOT TO THE FACE CONNECTS!!! Cody Marshall goes in for the cover!!!
Referee: ONE! TWO!!
Deadprez: SOSA Henderson kicks out this time! Cody Marshall with an angry look on his face as he grabs SOSA by the hair and yanks him back up to his feet. Cody punches SOSA hard in the face but SOSA returns with one of his own! CODY! SOSA! CODY! SOSA! CODY! SOSA! CODY! CODY! CODY! Looks like Cody has gained the advantage once more battering SOSA back into the corner! SOSA tries to kick Cody away from him but Cody just tosses SOSA like a ragdoll across the ring! Cody with a Running Splash!!! NO! SOSA moved out of the way! Cody rolls out of the ring… But SOSA charges in flipping over the top rope landing on Cody on the outside! Holy shit what a maneuver!!!
(A replay is shown of SOSA Henderson’s death defying leap over the top rope!!!)
Eve: SOSA Henderson reaches down trying to pull Cody up by the hair until he realizes Cody has none so he settles for his shirt instead. SOSA tosses Cody back into the ring… but Cody with a side elbow staggering SOSA!!! SOSA falls back against the ring steps!! Cody charges in!!! OH SHIT! BIG BOOT INTO THE STEEL STEPS I CAN’T WATCH THIS!!!
Deadprez: SOSA moves out the way!!! Cody Marshall crashes and burns on the steel steps and he is holding his leg in pain! Cody may have just injured himself as he rolls into the ring in pain. The referee checking on Cody.
Cody Marshall: Get the hell away from me! I’ll keep fighting! I’m an American!!!
Eve: Cody Marshall has won over this crowd here tonight who doesn’t seem to realize that SOSA Henderson is also an American or they just don’t care because he isn’t representing his patriotism as strongly as Cody is. I mean I understand that Philly seems like a different country but…
Deadprez: Shit Eve stop. We don’t want to lose anymore networks than we already have. Anyway it looks like Cody is about to lose even more brain cells than he already has as SOSA mounts Cody and begins bashing his brains in with repeated forearm strikes!!! SOSA relentless as the referee is forced to count him off!!!
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
Eve: The referee forcing SOSA off Cody! Cody looks like he has been knocked cold! SOSA Henderson trying to rally the crowd behind him!
SOSA Henderson: WE WANT SOSA! WE WANT SOSA! WE WANT SOSA!!
Crowd: WE HATE SOSA! WE HATE SOSA! WE HATE SOSA!!
SOSA Henderson: Country ass crowd… fuck it.
Deadprez: But SOSA either seems to be mishearing the crowd or he doesn’t care as he is smiling and acting like they are actually cheering for him! SOSA stalking Cody Marshall here as he waits for his prey to get back up!!! SOSA GOES IN!!! PAID IN FULL!!! THE DOUBLE CURB STOMP!!! NO!!
Eve: Cody Marshall moved out of the way!!! Cody Marshall grabs SOSA from behind and lifts him above his head!!! THE BUDWEISER SLAM CONNECTS!!! NO HOLY SHIT!!!
Deadprez: Cody Marshall missed the cutter! No wait it looks like SOSA Henderson managed to move out of the way from the Gorilla Press Slam into the Cutter so Cody couldn’t complete the maneuver!!! SOSA off the ropes… SUPER KICK CONNECTS TO CODY!!! CODY STUMBLES TO THE MAT AS HE STARTS TO PULL HIMSELF UP…
Eve: PAID IN FULL CONNECTS! HE GOT IT THIS TIME! THE COVER!!!
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Gina Romano: Here is your winner… SOSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HENDERSONNNNNN!!!!!
(“Love SOSA” by Chief Keef hits as angry protests are heard from the audience. A fan is hsown tossing a bouquet of roses into the ring at Cody Marshall to offer their condolences.)
Deadprez: SOSA Henderson did it! He overcame the odds and this hostile pro-Cody environment to win the match! He also beat Cody at his absolute most sauced which for him is his most powerful form!!!
Eve: Come on Dead lets be honest. Cody Marshall wasn’t even trying this week. This was far from the best effort we have seen from him. This is a man who was competing at the highest level for World Championships last year, and now he is losing straight up to a rookie? He truly has fallen on hard times! Well hopefully he will put in the work and effort needed to make a comeback since that seems to be what SOSA is doing!
Deadprez: Now you understand Eve! It doesn’t matter how long SOSA has been in this business! He is planning to go straight to the top and run through everyone on his path!!!
(The camera cuts to a commercial for Cold Pockets featuring Provencal in one of the top ten betrayals of the year.)
(Camera cuts backstage to find Shane Gates walking towards Hurricane Hawk’s office and knocking on the door)
Shane Gates: Hawk. A word? It’s important.
(Gates stands for a moment before getting annoyed at no one answering and beats violently on the door)
Shane Gates: HAWK! OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!
(A producer walks up to him)
Producer: Hey, he’s not in there. He had something to take care of across the building. I think he’s over by catering if you need him that bad.
(Shane groans and walks off before turning a corner. All of a sudden we seen him come flying back from the corner he just came from. Justiciar Eric then walks from the same corner)
Shane Gates: Wha— I thought you quit after last week?
(Eric grabs Shane and yanks him to his feet. He runs the scrawnier man into a set of production crates that crash all over)
Justiciar Eric: I did quit.
(He grabs Shane by the hair and pulls him up again before smashing Shane’s face into a brick wall)
Justiciar Eric: I quit trying to pretend that the concept of order in this world is capable of, or even worth being defended. I quit trying to act as a man who’s focus is solely on the justice that can never be brought to this roster of heathens. This unruly bunch who scoff at me for standing as the beacon they needed but not what they wanted.
(Blood is trickling down the forehead of Shane Gates as Eric now holds him against the wall by his throat)
Justiciar Eric: My purpose is to be the man who executes what is necessary for the natural order of things. But the world that called me to this purpose itself has chosen to shun me. Punishing me instead of rewarding me for my noble deeds.
Shane Gates: What did you ever do that was noble— GAH!!
(Eric blasts a punch into Shane’s stomach with no give behind him from the brick wall)
Justiciar Eric: You all want to see darkness. You want nothing more than to watch the world around you burn because of your constant need for your own sadistic entertainment. If you wish to see the greatest darkness… then you snuff out the brightest light… and Shane I want you to understand this isn’t personal. This is my message. My declaration that I, Justiciar Eric, the only true light this world had, have gone dark. From here forward there will be… NO ORDER!!!
(He lets Shane drop to the floor before grabbing a production light from the corner and ripping the umbrella off of it. He holds what is essentially a lightbulb on a pole as it if were a baseball bat.)
Justiciar Eric: Be proud, Shane Gates. Because you now go down in history as the man by which the new age began. Your sacrifice will not be in vain. It shall bring a time of great beauty.
(Shane begins to groan as he tries to get back up)
Justiciar Eric: Welcome, Shane Gates, to the Age of Chaos.
(Eric swings the light into Shane’s face, glass shattering from the lightbulb and slicing him open immediately. A number of producers are heard shrieking from the sight)
Producer: Call an ambulance! Call Hawk! Call someone!
(Eric laughs as he drops the pole of the broken light and walks away, out of frame)
(Commercial for next week’s Friday Night Dynasty featuring the Unified Tag Team Championship match between the Jaded Hearts and the Black Cabal)
(Camera cuts back to Gina Romano in the ring)
Gina Romano: The following contest is a Grand Rampage qualifier and is scheduled for…ONE FALL!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘Inception (Junkie XL Remix)’ by Hanz Zimmer as Jason Mavis makes his way out from beyond the curtain already taunting the crowd at the top of the ramp on the entrance stage.)
Gina Romano: Introducing first…He hails from Wexford Town, Co. Wexford, Ireland…He weighs in at ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY TWO POUNDS…. HE’S KNOWN AS ‘THE MERCENARY’….JAAAASSSSOOOONNNN MAAAVVVVIIIISSSSS!!!!
Deadprez: Well we got another import, Eve, and he’s from Ireland! He looks like a colorful young man!
Eve: Are you referring to the tattoos, or his motor mouth we already see on display? At any rate. We’ll get a good close up look at this newly signed rookie, Jason Mavis! He’s young. He’s ruthless, and we’ll see how much of that he can bring to us against an up and comer who has already shown some talent for the top of the card like Jack Haze! Could you imagine if Jason wins this and manages to win the Grand Rampage? That would be the biggest career rise EAW has ever seen. Damn close to it at least.
(Jason Mavis is shown entering the ring with a straight up scary looking expression on his face as glares out at the crowd before loosening himself up.)
(‘Revolution’ by The Beatles with the beginning of the song having the usual electric guitar riff of “Revolution” bursts through the arena sound system signalling the presence of Jack Haze to the pop of the crowd. “You say you want a revolution”….echoes throughout the building. Jack comes through the curtain and quickly approaches the very top of the entrance ramp, energetic and smiling.)
Gina Romano: And introducing his opponent….He hails from Santa Monica, California….He weighs in at TWO HUNDRED AND ELEVEN POUNDS….HE’S ‘THE ENLIGHTENED’……JAAAACCCCKKKKK HAAAAZZZZEEEEE!!!
(He half-skips down the ramp while simultaneously tagging the hands of fans. When he gets to the end of the ramp, he slaps one last hand and then re-positions himself to be standing in the center of the outside ring area as he bounces up and down to warm up and then takes a deep breath (“But when you talk about destruction/Don’t you know that you can count me out?”). He then gets a running start and smoothly slides into the ring, all the way to the middle.)
Deadprez: Well. Jack Haze is in the building, Eve, and he looks as fresh and energetic as ever! He just had a golden opportunity to become a World Champion spoiled at Under Siege and was left off the show last week due to injury protocol, but many are confident he’ll find his way back to that point again in the future.
Eve: Indeed. Jack Haze is certainly an up and comer with a lot of untapped potential and upside, and missed opportunity to secure his spot at the top should not be an indication of anything except that the sky is the limit! And a shot in the Grand Rampage could be exactly the opportunity he needs!
(Both men seem ready to go as the referee signals for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Deadprez: The bell has sounded and we’re underway! Jason Mavis starting things off this evening in our opening bout against Jack Haze! Jason Mavis and Jack Haze lock up! Jack manages to break the collar and elbow tie up and transition into a headlock! But quickly Jason fights out with a hard elbow to the midsection that has an immediate impact on the control Jack had to start! Following up with a stiff kick to the midsection is Jason Mavis! Knife edged chop to the chest of Jack Haze by Jason Mavis! Jason goes to whip Jack Haze but Jack reverses and sends Jason to the ropes and Jason comes back with a running dropkick that sends Jack Haze flying back!! Jason Mavis rebounds off the ropes and comes back with a running leg drop! Jack Haze is having trouble getting back to his feet but he manages to avoid the leg drop! Both men back up but a drop toe hold by Jack Haze that take the rookie Jason Mavis back down and now a grounded headlock! Jason trying to use his upper body strength to force Jack Haze back to his feet! It seems to be working but not by much as the Jack keeps the hold applied! Now an elbow by Jason Mavis! It was a hard one too and I think Jack took exception to that shot but he just dropped Jason Mavis with a massive headbutt! Jason holds his head as Jack brings Jason back up to a vertical base! Jason still feeling the effects of that headbutt as Jack whips him to the ropes! And follows up with a great deal of power behind that lariat which sends Jason Mavis over the top rope to the floor! Slingshot plancha by Jack Haze!
Eve:Jack Haze firmly in control here as he lends a “WOOOOO!” to the crowd who returns the exchange of interaction as Jack then whips Jason Mavis right into the steel steps! No! Jason is able to avoid the steel steps by scaling the steps! He’s up top taking Jack Haze by complete surprise! Corkscrew Shooting Star press hits it mark! Jason Mavis has taken down Jack Haze and now follows up with fists of fire to the former number one contender to the EAW Championship! The referee at the count of seven! Now eight! Jason picks up the dazed Jack Haze and rolls him back into the ring at the count of nine! And Jason Mavis follows him in just beating the ten count! Jason Mavis stalking Jack Haze now who’s on all fours! Running elbow drop by the man that refers to himself as The Mercenary landing perfectly to the back of the head of Jack Haze! Jason now taunting Jack as he lays boots to his back repeatedly! This guy is showing us the ruthless side he’s noted for! Jack using the ropes to force himself back into this match! A hard right by Jack Haze that staggers Jason Mavis but Jason recovers quickly and comes back with a bionic elbow that sends Jack Haze backwards into the ropes! Jack shoots back with a flying elbow smash that sends Jason Mavis staggering into the corner where Jack Haze quickly moves in on him to follow up! High knee to the midsection of Jason Mavis that nearly takes the wind out of him! Now Jack Haze grabbing a hand full of hair of Jason and slamming his head off the turnbuckle repeatedly as the referee makes the mandatory five count! He gets to four before Jack Haze finally follows up with a bulldog that takes Jason Mavis down planting him on the canvas! Jack Haze with the first cover of the match!
Deadprez: And the rookie Jason Mavis certainly doesn’t look likes willing to go down so quickly! But Jack Haze staying on top of his opponent with high knees to the back of the leg of Jason Mavis! The rookie Jason Mavis yelps a bit in pain! Jack does it again to the leg of Jason Mavis and gets the same result! Jason grabs for the ropes to pull himself to a safer spot in the ring as Jack Haze moves in not far behind in high pursuit! Jason begins pulling himself back up and a thumb to the eye by Jason to Jack Haze! I think the referee missed that one! Huge forearm smash to the face of Jack followed up with a DDT to Jack Haze! Jason back to his feet now and then puts Jack Haze back down with a scoop slam! Now Jason Mavis with a few knees to the skull of Jack Haze! Rolling senton by Jason on to Jack! Jason has Jack Haze up again and now he takes him back down with an overhead belly to belly suplex! What strength shown by The Mercenary! He’s relentless as he has Jack up again! Another headbutt delivered by Jack Haze that staggers Jason backwards! Jason goes for a bionic elbow that misses it’s mark as Jack Haze anticipates well by ducking! Jack has Jason clipped from behind with a waist lock! High elbow by Jason Mavis to the head of Jack Haze! Haze holds his chin after that shot! But Jason Mavis misses his opportunity to follow up! Atomic drop by Jack Haze! Man! Jason really felt that one! Jack Haze whips Jason Mavis to the ropes! Backdrop by Haze and Jason Mavis lands hard holding his lower back!
Eve: Jack Haze really rolling now! Jason Mavis is grabbed up again! Jason whipped again to the ropes! Oh, Jack ducked his head to early, the rookie had it scouted as delivers a nice bicycle kick that send Haze down to his knees! Now stiff kicks being delivered to the chest! Two! Three! Four! Five! Jason Mavis rebounds off the ropes! Shining Wizard delivered right on point sending Jack Haze falling back down to the mat! The cover by Jason Mavis!
Deadprez: Well the resilience we’ve become accustomed to with this man, the enlightened Jack Haze is on display here! Jason Mavis shouting expletives to the referee clearly not happy that Jack could kick out or Maybe because he felt the referee didn’t count fast enough to his liking! Jason Mavis now lining up in near the ropes just measuring Jack Haze! He’s going for it! DOWN TO EARTH!! THE CURB STOMP BY JASON MAVIS! NO! JACK HAZE WAS ABLE TO RECOVER IN TIME TO AVOID THE DEVASTATING MANEUVER! GERMAN SUPLEX FROM JACK HAZE TO JASON MAVIS! CLOTHESLINE BY JACK HAZE NOW! ANOTHER CLOTHESLINE! JASON MAVIS BACK UP! HE COMES AT JACK AGAIN! BACK BODY DROP! JACK HAZE SIGNALLING FOR THE END! HE GRABS UP THE HELPLESS JASON MAVIS! JACK LOOKS TO HOIST HIM UP FOR THE ACID DROP! NO! ONE LAST DITCH EFFORT BY THE ROOKIE JASON MAVIS! FOREARMS FROM JASON TRYING TO FIGHT OFF JACK HAZE! DREAM OVER! SWINGING FRONT DDT! NO! COUNTERED BY JACK HAZE! ACID DROP! THE LEAPING OLYMPIC SLAM CONNECTS! THE COVER BY HAZE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Revolution’ by The Beatles starts up as Jack Haze has his hand raised to the delight of the capacity crowd in attendance.)
Gina Romano: Here is your winner by pinfall…..JAAAACCCKKK HAAAAZZZZEEEEE!!!!
Eve: A nice win here for Jack Haze! A good bounce back effort to get some momentum again! But you gotta love the effort of the debuting rookie, Jason Mavis!
Deadprez: Indeed it was, Eve! We saw a determined Jason Mavis start out quite well in the first few minutes of the match and really light a fire under Jack Haze! But it was Jack Haze showed how much the experience of just being in his first world title helped him in taking momentum and sails from the debuting Jason Mavis and turning things around to eventually pick up the win! Now Jack moves on to April 20th to compete in the Grand Rampage!
Eve: Wait… the Hemperor is competing in a major match on 4-20?
Deadprez: May as well call it now.
(Jack Haze is shown slapping hands with fans at ringside as he makes his way toward the ramp while the Mercenary Jason Mavis looks on in the ring while recovering with a glare.)
(Commercial promoting EAW’s May lineup, including Showdown’s Wrath of the Dragon)
(Camera opens to show Cori Simmons sitting backstage at the KFC Yum! Center)
Cori Simmons: Hello, everyone. Last night saw a valiant attempt in what is being considered a potential match of the year candidate for the Big Bhris Bhampionship. Showdown had to participants in the match between Provencal and Chudd. They both join me now.
(Camera transitions to a three way slit screen to show Chudd on the left, Cori in the middle, and Provencal to the right)
Cori Simmons: Chudd, you may have taken the pinfall last night to El Landerson but you showed massive… and I mean MASSIVE… capabilities with your size, strength, and unique cardio vascular conditioning. Where do you find the time to train in such an intense manner?
Chudd: Its quite simple Cori. I’m on the strict seefood diet. I see food I eat it. All you can eat biggest have been out of business by my presence. It’s a life of great dedication. But one that I am happy to lead.
Cori Simmons: Truly outstanding. Now Provencal. You showed incredible athleticism and technique last night in your first marquee match. What are your feelings as you look back on that night?
Provencal: Well… Madamoiselle…
(A thud is heard as Provencal collapses from his chair to the floor)
Cori Simmons: I suppose the pressure of the interview was a bit much. He did have a big night last night.
Chudd: It was a big night for many of us.
Cori Simmons: It was indeed, Chudd. And I’d like to ask you about the rather shocking moment of the match. When Woogieman used that knife to attack you, revealing your… undergarments.
(Chudds eyes begin to tear up)
Chudd: They make me feel pretty. Can’t I just feel pretty without being judged?
Cori Simmons: In this day and age of the internet… no not really.
Chudd: I suppose my greatest hope is that one day I may even be accepted by miss Shamez on Empire where I can truly express my sensual, feminine side.
Cori Simmons: Well I—
Chudd: It would be a dream come true!!
Cori Simmons: Not for the rest of us. Thank you for the time Chudd. Have a good evening.
(Camera cuts back to just Cori where she stands and removes her microphone but is heard speaking briefly)
Cori Simmons: Goddammit. SOSA flirts with me one time. I didn’t even flirt back. And his bitch of a girlfriend goes and gets me put on the shit list for being prettier than her.
(Commercial for Serena Bennett’s new line of sunglasses. Use code word: AWKWARD for 20% off)
(Camera opens to Gina Romano inside the ring again)
Gina Romano: The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 215 pounds, hailing from Orlando Florida…The Pain Machine…Damon Diesel!
(‘You Only Live Once (Instrumental’) by Suicide Silence begins to play but Damon Diesel is nowhere to be seen.)
Eve: Well, where is he? Damon Diesel is supposed to face Joshua Nicholls tonight…
Deadprez: He’s afraid of the Roundtable! HEY, LOOK OUT!
(Damon comes flying through the curtain, tumbling on the stage as the four members of the Roundtable walk out behind him, all smirking confidently.)
Eve: I can’t believe it! The Roundtable has attacked Damon Diesel! They’re stalking him as he struggles to stand…Jake grabs his arms from behind…OH COME ON! Nicholls is just paint brush slapping Damon! Diesel is struggling to free himself…IED! Jax Walker with the running big boot to the jaw of Damon has ceased any struggling he may have had in him! Damon is only standing because Jake is holding him up at this point! CHAIR SHOT FROM DRAKE KING! Damon Diesel is out!
(The Roundtable drag Diesel toward the ring where the referee waits.)
Deadprez: The Roundtable aren’t messing around here tonight! They roll Damon into the ring, what else could they have planned? Looks like Drake King is again directing traffic and the Revolution each take a foot while Jax pulls up on Damon’s arms, lifting his upper body from the mat! Drake climbs the ropes…MURDER! Damon was just the recipient of that super curbstomp!
Jax Walker (Off-Mic): Ring the bell ref!
(The referee tried to protest, but Jax grabs him by the front of his shirt.)
Jax Walker (Off-Mic): RING.THE.BELL.
(The official nods and calls for the bell.)
(DING DING DING!)
Eve: I can’t believe that match is still going to take place! Damon is out on the mat, all Joshua will have to do is pin him! The referee motion to the rest of the Roundtable to exit the ring, and they do, meanwhile Damon has is on his back, after that super curbstomp there is no way he’s going to be able to compete! Nicholls climbs the ropes…really, what’s the point? BLUE VENGEANCE! He lands the moonsault as the referee gets into position!
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE!
(DING DING DING!)
(“Resistance” by Skillet just as the four members of the Round Table fist bump inside the ring when suddenly “No Regrets” by Pusha T replaces it as Hurricane Hawk walks out into the stage)
Hurricane Hawk: No no no. That’s not how this is going to go around here. Not a damn chance.
(Drake King slides out of the ring and grabs a microphone)
Drake King: And what exactly are you going to do about it? You keep trying and you keep failing, Hawk. Showdown is ours now.
Hurricane Hawk: Try this one for size. Drake King. You’re suspended. If I see you within a mile of Showdown next week, you and your entire lot are fired.
Drake King: You’ve made literally the exact same threat before about firing people.
Hurricane Hawk: Doesn’t change a damn thing about it. And the other three if you? You’ll be in a six man tag match against opponents of my choice. You all act so big and bad? Time for you to prove it when you don’t have your buddy here to guide you along your leash. That sound… ok… to you guys?
(The Round Table exchange glances inside the ring as Hawk smirks at them.)
Hurricane Hawk: Now, Drake… get the hell out of my ring.
(Camera fades as Hawk walks behind the curtain)
(Commercial for Grand Rampage)
(Screenbar – Filmed earlier in the day – Cincinnati, Ohio)
(Camera opens to find Kassidy Heart and Ahren Fournier together on the rooftop of Ahren’s penthouse suite at his hotel in Cincinnati, Ohio.)
Kassidy Heart: So explain to me again why you’re hanging out in Cincinnati when Showdown is just a few hours away?
Ahren Fournier: Its the closest thing to a real city outside of me having to actually cross the border into Kissing Cousins territory.
Kassidy Heart: When Empire didn’t want me around I hated it. You really don’t want to be there?
Ahren Fournier: They hand me matches like an exhibition against that video game nerd who’s name I can’t even remember because he was so insignificant and then a title defense against someone as low as Jack Haze. So no, I don’t really care to go someplace where I’m not going to be given a spotlight worthy of who I am. I have their big belt. That means I’m getting the top paycheck whether I show up or not. So why should I bother trudging my custom owl skin boots through their mud?
Kassidy Heart: Well I guess that’s… wait. “Owl skin boots”?
Ahren Fournier: They’re very rare.
Kassidy Heart: Like you taking an interest in my well being I suppose.
Ahren Fournier: Excuse me?
Kassidy Heart: *waving it off* Just… don’t worry about it. I’m not even that mad.
Ahren Fournier: Don’t play that bullshit with me. Out with it.
Kassidy Heart: You left me for dead in the ring at Under Siege. And then at Iconic Cup you went to a fashion show in Los Angeles instead of even tuning in to watch the biggest moment in my career. I mean I’m not even upset about that last one, I was more focused on doing that one myself than anything else. But still, the compete disregard for my health when I’ve been nothing but supportive, by your side through every match from the moment you decided to step up and call out Diamond Cage.
Ahren Fournier: Kassidy, if I’ve told you once I have told you a thousand times. I’m very proud of the growth you’ve made over all this time. But I am the EAW champion. I have a lot of things that need my attention. And while you have your career on Empire, I have my own empire to look after. I’m not now nor will I ever be a part of what you do on Thursdays. You have your… “friend”… Sienna for that. Magnum Opus is on Showdown. And that’s where my greatest concern with it lives and dies.
Kassidy Heart: Not even a congratulations text?
Ahren Fournier: I told you you’d get your moment. I have to congratulate you on something I told you would happen?
Kassidy Heart: …I guess not.
Ahren Fournier: Then please stop with the inane chatter. I have to start getting ready for whatever bullshit Hurricane Hawk is going to throw at me for Grand Rampage. We both need to be ready for it.
(Camera fades as the two continue to talk about the near future)
(The camera opens to Gina Romano standing in the center of the ring)
Gina Romano: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS IS THE MAIN EVENT! AND IT IS AN EXTREME RULES MATCH SCHEDULED FOR…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(“Ambitionz az a Ridah” by Tupac blares across the arena to a standing ovation as TLA comes out with Steroid Dawg on a chain which makes the crowd roar more.)
Gina Romano: INTRODUCING FIRST! RESIDING IN THE POON PALACE, WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS, HE IS THE OPENWEIGHT CHAMPION, LA PANTERA SEXUAL…T…L…A!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deadprez: Is it legal to bring dogs into this arena?
Eve: Shut up Dead, TLA is expecting a fight tonight and since it’s a extreme rules match he might’ve thought bringing Steroid Dawg to the ring might help him.
Deadprez: Someone read the rules please?
(TLA ties Steroid Dawg to the ring post, as he stands on the apron admiring the crowd “Ambitionz az a Ridah” quickly fades away and is replaced by “Gangsta” by New Years Day which makes the crowd cheer more as TLA shrugs getting into the ring and Ms. Extreme comes out, walking to the ring with a confident look.)
Gina Romano: And his opponent, from Calabasas, California weighing in at 135 POUNDS…SHE IS THE PURE CHAMPION, THE RED QUEEN, MS.EXTREMEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Eve: I love a champion vs champion match, putting the best against the best and seeing who truly is the best.
Deadprez: Indeed and what better place than Showdown, both competitors have proven a lot in recent months and tonight we’ll get the pleasure of seeing them go head to head!
(Ms. Extreme comes into the ring and holds her title up high as TLA walks forward and holds his up in the air too, causing the crowd to cheer louder to the point of losing their voice, “Gangsta” fades out as the ref ushers both into their corners. The ref takes the titles and gives it to the bell keeper on the outside, he runs over to ring the bell.)
(DING DING DING!)
Eve: Here we go as TLA and Camille Jane Ava locking up in the middle of the ring. TLA quickly pushing Camille into the ropes TLA irish whips Camille…TLA goes under, over- CAMILLE GRABBING THE ROPES AS TLA JUMPS INTO THE AIR WITH NOBODY TO JUMP OVER! Camille coming over, forearm by Ms. Extreme, TLA stumbling back, TLA with a gut kick maneuvers around Camille, TLA jumps up wrapping around Camille… JUMPING RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP! Camille reaches out for the ropes but TLA gets up, KNEE DROP! PIN BY TLA!
Deadprez: QUICK KICKOUT! TLA grabbing Ms. Extreme and throwing her to the ropes…CAMILLE GRABBING TLA AND THROWING HIM INTO THE ROPES! CAMILLE WITH A CLOTHESLINE-NO TLA DUCKS UNDER…CARTEL KICK- NO CAMILLE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! TLA rolls to his feet and throws Camille into the ropes again BUT CAMILLE HOLDS ON AND JUMPS OFF THE ROPES…SPRINGBOARD BULLDOG! TLA IS STUNNED AS CAMILLE GOES FOR A PIN!
Ref: ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Eve: KICKOUT! TLA is not giving in as Camille rolls out of the ring looking to grab a weapon in this Extreme Rules match. But TLA slides out and nails a punch on the head of Ms. Extreme- OH CAMILLE WITH A CHAIR NAILING TLA RIGHT IN THE THROAT! Camille throws the chair down it seems hoping for something better under the apron, TLA is clutching his throat in a obvious sign of pain. TLA GRABS MS. EXTREME BY THE LEGS AND PULLS HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! TLA WITH THE GROUND AND POUND THROWING PUNCHES RIGHT AT THE BACK OF THE HEAD OF CAMILLE JANE AVA! TLA scrambling to pick up the chair, T, L, A! WITH RAPID CHAIR SHOTS TO CAMILLE! TLA looking to go up to the top rope carefully placing the chair on Ms. Extreme, oh lord. TLA JUMPS! SHOOTING STAR PRESS-NO CAMILLE HOLDING THE CHAIR UP, TLA CONNECTS WITH THE CHAIR! TLA quickly falls to the ground screaming in pain as Camille grabs TLA and throws him into the ring…COVER!
Ref: ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deadprez: KICKOUT! CAMILLE IS IN SHOCK AS TLA IS LIFELESS ON THE GROUND! Ms. Extreme getting up to her feet. TLA following but Camille punches TLA down and goes up to the top rope…DIVING CALF KICK- TLA GRABS MS. EXTREME MID AIR, BACKBREAKER! CAMILLE JANE AVA GRABBING HER BACK IN PAIN AS TLA goes for the cover- He stops? TLA rolling out of the ring and going under the apron yet again. TLA WITH A TABLE TLA GRABBING THE TABLE AND COMING TO ROLL INTO THE RING- CAMILLE WITH A BASEBALL SLIDE KNOCKING THE TABLE RIGHT INTO TLA! TLA slides down the barricade as Ms. Extreme takes the table from him, she plops it down…TLA PUSHES HIMSELF UP WITH A PUNCH TO THE FACE MAKING CAMILLE FALL TO A KNEE! TLA gets up to his feet and throws Camille onto the table, he goes up to the apron, up to the top rope…CAMILLE ROLLING OFF THE TABLE! TLA confused gets off the top rope and back to the outside and grabbing Camille yet again- CAMILLE JANE AVA WITH A PUNCH TO THE GUT OF TLA!
Eve: TLA staggering back, he runs forward…CAMILLE GRABBING TLA…BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX ONTO THE TABLE! BUT NO! THE TABLE DOESN’T BREAK, Camille is confused as she looks around with a face of confusion, TLA JUMPING ONTO THE TABLE AND KICKING CAMILLE RIGHT ON THE HEAD! CAMILLE LEANING ON THE APRON, she grabs TLA by the legs but TLA punches her in the face…HOLY! MS. EXTREME JOINING TLA ON THE TABLE, BACK AND FORTH PUNCHES BY EACH COMPETITOR! PUNCH BY TLA, FOREARM BY CAMILLE, CAMILLE, TLA, CAMILLE, TLA, CAMILLE, AGAIN, AGAIN! CAMILLE GRABS TLA AND PUSHES HIM DOWN ONTO THE TABLE…She goes on the apron as TLA gets up to his feet carefully…METEORA! RIGHT ONTO THE TABLE AS THE TABLE BREAKS UNDER THE WEIGHT OF TLA AND MS. EXTREME! Camille getting to her feet and grabbing TLA and with a lot of effort throws him into the ring, Camille Jane Ava up to the top rope TLA, eyes wide open looking up as Camille JUMPS! A BLIND FURY! DIVING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP, CAMILLE LANDS RIGHT ON TLA SIGNALING FOR THE PIN!
Ref: ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deadprez: KICKOUT! Camille is stunned, she stops and shakes her head as she gets up and moves back into the corner…Camille waiting for TLA to get up, Camille runs towards TLA…A VERY MEXICAN UPPERCUT! THE EUROPEAN UPPERCUT HITS SQUARE ON THE CHIN OF MS. EXTREME! TLA falls back down and struggles yet rolls out of the ring. He goes under the ring trying to look for a weapon again. Oh lord, adding insult to injury, TLA has pulled out the shattered glass baseball bat, he carefully slams it on the ground a few times with a smirk as he goes back into the ring, blood visibly dripping from TLA’s hands it looks like he doesn’t care as he waits for Camille to get up, TLA SWINGS FOR THE FENCES, NO CAMILLE SLIDES UNDER OUT OF THE WAY AND PULLS THE BAT OUT OF TLA’S HANDS, Camille visibly in pain swings…TLA MOVES BACK! HOLY- CAMILLE PUSHES THE BAT RIGHT INTO THE GUT OF TLA! Camille falls down but using the bat as leverage goes for the pin on TLA, glass is visibly seen impaled into the stomach of TLA.
Ref: ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Eve: KICKOUT! WHAT HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE! Camille rolls off of TLA in anger. She grabs the bat again, looking to hit TLA with it once more.
???: RUFF RUFF!
Deadprez: WHAT! STEROID DAWG FROM THE OUTSIDE BARKING AT CAMILLE! Camille rolling out of the ring starts yelling at the beast. SUICIDE DIVE! TLA MAKING PETA FANS HAPPY AS HE SLAMS CAMILLE JANE AVA RIGHT INTO THE BARRICADE! TLA standing up as the fans roar in approval, yikes it looks like their gagging, EW TLA PULLING THE GLASS SHARDS OUT OF HIS STOMACH! Camille looking up from the ground in shock as TLA notices her…STOMP RIGHT TO THE FACE! TLA goes over to pet Steroid Dawg, he’s walking over to the ring post…yikes the crowd groaning as TLA dancing on the ringpost, TLAva magically is coming into this match as TLAva dances on the ring post. BUT CAMILLE COMING OVER WITH A PUNCH RIGHT TO THE FACE OF TLA! TLA’S HEAD BOUNCES OFF THE RINGPOST AS HE DRAMATICALLY FAINTS TO THE GROUND! Camille looking to throw TLA into the ring again, she stops…why? Oh it’s because she’s noticed the ref bawled up in the corner. TLA WITH A ELBOW TO CAMILLE! CAMILLE! SHE’S THROWN RIGHT INTO THE RING POST BY THE LATIN ASSASSIN! OH TLA GRABBING HIS FOOT IN PAIN! IT LOOKS LIKE HE STEPPED ON THE SHATTERED GLASS BASEBALL BAT! HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE THAT GLASS CAN GO THROUGH SHOES!!?!?!?
Eve: Common sense Dead. TLA stops, his face of pain turns to a smile as he keeps his foot held in the air and jumps over to Ms. Extreme, OH A STOMP RIGHT ON CAMILLE, THE GLASS SHARDS TRANSFERING FROM TLA’S FOOT RIGHT ONTO THE HEAD OF CAMILLE JANE AVA! TLA keeping his foot there, BUT CAMILLE GRABBING, OH MY GOD CAMILLE PAINFULLY PULLING AWAY THE FOOT I THINK SCRAPING THE GLASS SHARDS MORE ON HER FACE! TLA LIFTS HIS FOOT…STOMPS IT DOWN AGAIN! CAMILLE SCREAMING IN PAIN AS THE CROWD IS SPEECHLESS! TLA lets go and pulls the remaining glass shards out of his leg. TLA walking over to Steroid Dawg and placing the glass shards on the ground next to Steroid Dawg, OW I THINK STEROID DAWG IS EATING THE GLASS SHARDS.
Deadprez: What a man.
Eve: That’s a dog. A female one at that. TLA with another pet on the head turns around…DROPKICK BY MS. EXTREME KNOCKING TLA OVER STEROID DAWG! STEROID DAWG VICIOUSLY BARKING AS CAMILLE but Camille threatens the beast with a fist in the air as she walks over to TLA…TLA trying to crawl to the barricade, Camille with a hard kick to the side of TLA’s head knocking him back down. Camille trying to go back to get the bat- STEROID DAWG! GRABBING THE FOOT OF CAMILLE WITH HIS TEETH!
Deadprez: SOMEONE CALL ANIMAL CONTROL! TLA with a smile gets back up leaning against the barricade, Camille turns around BUT TLA RUNNING AS STEROID DAWG LETS GO TLA JUMPS OVER THE WILD BEAST, LANDS, CAMILLE EXPECTING SOMETHING…SWAG SHOT! MS. EXTREME FALLING BUT TLA GRABS HER BY THE ARM…CROSS ARMBREAKER, CROSSED PATHS ON THE OUTSIDE!
Eve: THIS IS JUST A EXTREME RULES MATCH PINFALLS AND SUBMISSIONS ONLY COUNT IN THE RING! BUT TLA DOESN’T CARE AS CROSSED PATHS IS LOCKED IN EVEN MORE! CAMILLE IS LOOKING AROUND FOR SOMETHING!
Deadprez: CAMILLE FOUND THE SHATTERED GLASS BASEBALL BAT! SHE’S SLAMMED IT RIGHT ONTO TLA! CAMILLE LETS GO OF THE BAT! THE BAT IS STUCK ON TLA AS HE SCREAMS IN PAIN! Camille gets up and walks over to TLA grabbing the bat…NO! PULLING IT LIKE A LEVER ON TLA PUSHING THE GLASS SHARDS INTO TLA! CAMILLE PULLS THE BAT OUT OF TLA AS HE SCRAMBLES AWAY SCREAMING IN PAIN! I think I saw a woman faint in the 2nd row! TLA trying to grab a hold of the barricade BUT HE KEEPS SLIPPING OFF OF IT WITH HIS BLOOD! I’m going to faint, catch me Eve.
(A loud thud is heard and headphones drop as the commentary goes silent for a second.)
Eve: Hell no…I’m not helping him up…he’ll wake up whenever he feels the need to. Anyways, TLA managing to grasp the barricade as Ms. Extreme is looking to swing the bat again…TLA GRABBING A FAN’S CUP AND THROWING IT INTO MS. EXTREME’S FACE, SODA THAT WE CAN’T NAME CAUSE WE MIGHT BE SUED IS THROWN INTO HER FACE AS IT MIXES WITH THE BLOOD! CAMILLE SWINGING PUNCHES AIMLESSLY AS TLA TURNS AROUND…CARTEL KICK! PELE KICK RIGHT TO THE BACK OF MS. EXTREME! CAMILLE FALLS RIGHT ONTO THE RINGPOST RIGHT NEXT TO STEROID DAWG! TLA trying to think for a second slowly walks up to Camille…I think TLA is trying to tie Camille’s arm around the ringpost…he’s grabbing the bat- no he’s looking at it, he drops it? TLA with a smirk goes back under the ring…LEAD PIPE! TLA’S GOT THE LEAD PIPE, TLA WASTING NO TIME WITH A FANCY SWING…IT CONNECTS RIGHT ONTO THE ARM OF MS. EXTREME! TLA oh god, he’s letting Steroid Dawg loose, but wait, he’s pointing to the backstage area. Steroid Dawg walks back there as TLA unchains him, HE’S GOT THE CHAIN! TLA WRAPPING THE CHAIN AROUND CAMILLE AND THE RING POST! HE’S GOT THE LEADPIPE IN HIS HAND AGAIN, but wait, he’s not doing anything with it…HE’S GRABBED THE SHATTERED GLASS BASEBALL BAT TOO! OW! OW! OW! OW! TLA USING THE WEAPONS LIKE DRUMS ON CAMILLE SLAMMING EACH OF THEM DOWN, THE ONLY THING CAMILLE CAN DO IS SCREAM IN PAIN!
(Ruffling is heard from the commentary area)
Deadprez: Oh…what happen-oh gawd…
(A thud is heard again accompanied by a loud sigh)
Eve: oh lord. TLA lets go of the weapons and unravels Camille Jane Ava from the chains as she falls quickly to the ground. TLA, looking very determined throws her into the ring. TLA stays on the apron and climbs slowly up to the top rope…HE JUMPS…BURNOUT-NO CAMILLE WITH THE KNEES UP! THE CORKSCREW 360 SENTON WAS SUPPOSE TO CONNECT BUT CAMILLE BUT THE KNEES UP! Ms. Extreme having trouble getting up, CAMILLE WITH A HAND ON TLA! THE PIN!!!
Ref: ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(There’s a large startle as the crowd cheers waking Deadprez up from his lifetime of sleep, TLA manages to kick out!)
Deadprez: Kick…KICK OUT! TLA KICKED OUT FROM THE…
Eve: Knees to the back after attempting a corkscrew 360 senton.
Deadprez: Sure, TLA bringing himself up but Camille is faster as she brings TLA up…irish whip, TLA ROLLS OVER MS. EXTREME, VERY MEXICAN UPPERCUT- NO CAMILLE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY…GERMAN SUPLEX BY CAMILLE, TLA ROLLING UP BACK TO HIS FEET, CAMILLE RUNNING TOWARDS HIM…TLA MOVES BEHIND HER, ROLLUP!
Ref: ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Eve: KICK OUT BY CAMILLE JANE AVA, TLA GETS UP…SHOTGUN DROPKICK- MS. EXTREME ROLLS BACK LEAVING TLA IN A SITTING POSITION, DROPKICK BY TLA! TLA with a excited look urges Ms. Extreme up…KICK TO THE GUT, I THINK HE’S LOOKING FOR THAT PATENTED MEXICAN DESTROYER, NO CAMILLE LIFTING TLA OVER HER HEAD DROPPING HIM TO THE GROUND! TLA with a look of pure shock lands with a thud on the ground. Ms. Extreme quickly turns around and wraps her arms around TLA…HEADLOCK! BUT THAT’S NOT IT, CAMILLE LANDING PUNCHES ON THE FACE OF TLA, BOTH COMPETITORS BLOOD BLENDING IN TOGETHER ON THE FIST OF CAMILLE JANE AVA! TLA ROLLING OVER…PIN!
Ref: ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deadprez: KICKOUT, CLOSE THOUGH! TLA QUICKLY ROLLING OUT OF THE RING AND INTO THE CROWD! WHY?!?!?!? TLA trying to think of what to do, at this point he’s pretty much done everything in his power to keep Camille Jane Ava down but it hasn’t worked…BUT MS. EXTREME RIGHT BEHIND TLA, SHE JUMPS OVER THE BARRICADE…METEORA, THIS MATCH HAS SPILLED INTO THE CROWD EACH COMPETITOR LAYING PUNCHES DOWN ON EACHOTHER…TLA THROWING MS. EXTREME NEAR THE BARRICADE, TLA RUNS…CAMILLE MOVES OVER AND THROWS TLA INTO THE BARRICADE! THE BARRICADE HAS BROKEN! TLA LOOKS LIKE HE’S DEAD AS HE SLOWLY ROLLS TO THE CONCRETE FLOOR! Camille following pursuit of TLA, Camille pulling TLA up by his hair, RIGHT INTO THE RINGPOST! TLA falls down gracefully landing right on the steel chair. Ms. Extreme walking to the other side of the ring and going under the apron…
Eve: SHE’S GOT A LADDER! Camille pushes the ladder into the ring, SHE QUICKLY THROWS IT DOWN AS TLA COMES TO ATTACK, BACK AND FORTH PUNCHES AGAIN! TLA PUSHING HER TOWARDS THE RING ROPES…TLA RUNNING, CAMILLE THROWING TLA OVER HER ONTO THE APRON, TLA WITH A…SWAG SHOT! DISTRACTING CAMILLE AS TLA GOES TO THE TOP ROPE! HE JUMPS, ELBOW HIGH IN THE AIR! BUT CAMILLE MOVES OVER AND GRABS THE ARM OF TLA…RED HANDED, THE SEATED FUJIWARA ARMBAR IS LOCKED IN! MS. EXTREME IS WRENCHING AT THE ARM AS TLA SCREAMS IN PAIN, HE’S USING HIS FINGERS TO CLAW HIS WAY TO THE ROPES BUT HE CAN’T…TLA GOING FOR THE ALTERNATIVE SLOWLY TRYING TO TURN IT AROUND…CAMILLE LET’S GO!?!?!? SHE PULLS TLA TO THE CENTER OF THE RING…RED HANDED IS LOCKED IN AGAIN! TLA GRABBING THE LADDER AND PUSHING IT INTO THE SIDE OF MS.EXTREME! CAMILLE LET’S GO TO PUSH THE LADDER AWAY BUT TLA TURNS AROUND AND PUNCHES CAMILLE IN THE FACE! TLA SCOOTS AWAY AS CAMILLE REACHES OUT! TLA BRINGS HIMSELF TO HIS FEET, TLA GRABBING MS. EXTREME BY THE LEGS AND BRINGING HER BACK DOWN…AR15! THE MODIFIED TEXAS CLOVERLEAF IS LOCKED IN!
Deadprez: CAMILLE JANE AVA IS SCREAMING IN PAIN AS THE AR15 IS LOCKED IN, HER BODY IS BENDING IN MANY WAYS I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW POSSIBLE! CAMILLE THOUGH, TURNING HERSELF OVER KICKING TLA AWAY! BUT TLA JUMPS UP AND STOMPS ON CAMILLE! TLA basks in the crowd as they roar louder-OH, A CHANCLA! A CHANCLA WAS THROWN AT TLA! TLA looks around and with a smile turns around…OW! TLA ATTACKING MS. EXTREME WITH THE CHANCLA! TLA going for the pin SHOVING THE CHANCLA DOWN MS. EXTREME’S MOUTH!
Eve: KICK OUT AS CAMILLE SPITS THE CHANCLA OUT OF HER MOUTH! It wasn’t so effective in this match as TLA shakes his head and slides the chancla out of the ring. Oh- what is TLA looking at…he’s getting to his feet what is he grabbing…THE LADDER! Camille getting to her feet- TLA RAMMING THE LADDER INTO MS. EXTREME! TLA placing the ladder onto Camille…
(As TLA goes to the top rope suddenly the trend of throwing things at TLA begins as multiple fans from the front row throw things like toilet paper.)
Deadprez: That’s not nice is it?
Eve: It isn’t Dead, but TLA…HE’S JUMPING!
(TLA lands the corkscrew 360 senton on the ladder nailing Ms. Extreme)
Eve: TLA GOING FOR THE PIN!
Ref: ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deadprez: KICKOUT! Several fans now throwing more wild items into the ring. TLA sliding out of the ring with the lotion yelling at the ungrateful fans in the front row- TLA turning around, MS. EXTREME WITH A SUICIDE DIVE! TLA feeling around aimlessly as Camille Jane Ava gets to her feet and wipes her eyes. CAMILLE WITH A DROPKICK TO TLA! Ms. Extreme looking for something as she walks around the ring…oh god, it’s back, the shattered glass baseball bat, I think it has less shards then before.
Eve: But it’s as effective as before as Camille walks to TLA, wait…she drops the bat?!? SHE PICKS UP THE CHANCLA! TLA WITH WIDENED EYES BACKS UP AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT AS CAMILLE FOLLOWS!
TLA (Off-Mic): ¡NO POR FAVOR!
Deadprez: MS. EXTREME WHIPS THE CHANCLA DOWN ON TLA AS HE’S SCARED OUT OF HIS LIFE! TLA SLOWLY BUT SURELY STANDING UP STILL ACHING IN PAIN…VERY MEXICAN UPPERCUT, EUROPEAN UPPERCUT FINALLY RELINQUISHING TLA OF HIS PAIN!
TLA: I see how this is chica
Eve: TLA sliding under the apron literally disappearing from view. Multiple things come flying out of the apron, ow some even hitting Camille, I see…table…kendo stick…bat…TLA coming back out with a, LIGHTER!
Deadprez: EVE IS SHE GOING TO LIGHT CAMILLE ON FIRE?!!?!?!
Eve: I hope not. TLA putting the lighter in his pants as he grabs the table and pushes it into the ring. MS. EXTREME GRABBING TLA, DOING A 360…THROWING TLA INTO THE RING…TLA TRIES TO STAND BUT STUMBLES AND FALLS DOWN AS CAMILLE GOES TO THE TOP ROPE…METEORA- NO TLA MOVING AWAY AND PUSHING CAMILLE TO THE GROUND! TLA is now doing what he intended grabbing the table and standing it…ew, TLA digging deep in his pants…HE’S FOUND THE LIGHTER! TLA LIGHTING THE TABLE, TLA rubbing his hands throws the lighter far into the crowd. Ms. Extreme watching horrified as the flames engulf the table, I’d be scared too. CAMILLE GETTING UP…SHE RUNS TOWARDS TLA…TLA GRABBING CAMILLE…this isn’t good, NO BUT CAMILLE PUSHING AWAY AND GRABBING TLA…BUT TLA DUCKING UNDER AND GRABBING MS. EXTREME BY THE LEGS…HOLY-
Deadprez: FLAPJACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! RIGHT ONTO THE FIERY TABLE!!!!!!!!!!!! THE REF IS IN SHOCK AS I THINK HE’S LOOKING FOR A FIRE EXTINGUISHER!
TLA (Off-Mic): NO WORRIES, TODO BIEN!
Eve: What does he mean by that…Oh god.
(TLA slides out and grabs a fire extinguisher before spraying the entire area and putting out the flames)
Deadprez: OH, well thank god…TLA extinguishing the fire as Ms. Extreme is still rolling around in pain!
but we’ve seen her go through more than even this before! She earned her name as Ms. Extreme! TLA knows that. He needs to hit something more if this is gonna he the end!
Eve: TLA grabbing her by the head and bringing Ms. Extreme up…MEXICAN DESTROYER! THE CANADIAN DESTROYER CONNECTS! CAMILLE’S HEAD BOUNCES OFF THE CANVAS AS TLA GOES FOR THE PIN, WILL IT BE OVER?!?
Ref: ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING DING DING!)
(“Ambitionz az a Ridah” plays to slight cheers as TLA gets to his feet and gets his arm raised by the ref. TLA carefully gets out of the ring, minding his injuries, while the ref tends to Ms. Extreme)
Gina Romano: Ladies and gentlemen your winner…T…L…A!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deadprez: One great match tonight as TLA the Openweight Champion comes out victorious in this champion vs champion match, we can now surely admit, Showdown is the best.
Eve: Don’t jump the gun there Dead. Camille Jane Ava is easily one of the best and brightest stars this company has on the rise. Let’s not write the PURE champion off over one loss, especially not one in a match like… well I can’t say there have been many matches like this ever.
(TLA is confronted by Steroid Dawg who jumps onto TLA and begins licking him, TLA laughs and holds up the Openweight Championship one more time)
Eve: Either way a victorious night for the Openweight Champion! And another wild night for Showdown! That’s all we have time for! For Deadprez, I’m Eve! See you next time!
(EAW Logo Buzzes)