Post by crashtv on Sept 20, 2011 15:03:26 GMT -4
AWR CRASH TV #6
LIVE!
As the show begins, the lights go out and the now familiar white noise fills the arena. Static appears on the screen.
David Saturn-"Well the show has just begun and already we have an interruption."
Suddenly, the static is replaced with a black screen. Text begins to scroll across the screen. It reads as follows: “For weeks, the question has been asked. Do you know the plan?” Black screen. “What is the plan?” Black screen. “All shall be revealed…” Black Screen. “TONIGHT!” The crowd pops at the realization that the mystery will be solved tonight.
David Saturn- "And wow, ladies and gentlemen, the mystery ends tonight!"
Neal Steal-"Yes! I can’t wait to find out the great man who attacked that mongrel Flammenkrieg!"
David Saturn-"Well I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but, aside from that moronic Flammenkrieg comment, I totally agree with you Neal. But for now, let’s get on with the show! Speaking of Flammenkrieg here he comes and he's got his gun back!"
Neal Steal-"Oh no!"
From Berlin, Germany...FLAMMENKRIEG!!!
Firing the AK-47 Flammenkrieg makes his way to the ring taking a mic from ringside. Steal ducks underneath the desk as Wilhelm passes. Kaast simply smirks fully aware Steal is there but makes no movement towards him. Kaast enters the ring and looks sternly at the camera*
Wilhelm:"Guten Abend."
*The fans cheer again*
Wilhelm:"Two weeks ago, I unfortunately lost. I can accept this, no matter how unscrupulous the victor was in his cheating. A loss is a loss, and there is nothing else I can do about it. What I do disagree with is the actions of an anonymous party who seems to have an obsession with Die Leichenbestatter, or, as he is known to those who don’t speak German, the Undertaker."
*The fans boo as the memory of the attack comes back into memory*
Wilhelm:"It is of no coincidence that attacks took place like that similar to 2flykidd’s atack, which was blamed on my last opponent Carr until 2 weeks ago. It can be assumed that Hell is not to blame as he was also attacked, like myself."
*A bit of a murmur from the fans*
Wilhelm:"Let it be known, though, that whomsoever was stupid enough to try an attack such as that will wakne the angry giant. You, my anonymous friend, have just done that. Whenever you decide to show your face, you’ll have me to answer to, and I will not go easy on you. You picked a fight with the wrong man in the wrong industry, and you will pay."
*The fans roar as “FLAMMENKRIEG! FLAMMENKRIEG! FLAMMENKRIEG!“ chants kick up*
Wilhelm:"Thank you, and enjoy the rest of Crash TV."
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From Halifax, Canada...Red...RANDAL!!!
Neal Steal-"I hope Randal gives this lunatic the beating he deserves after what he did to me!"
David Saturn-"You shouldn't have gone behind his back and reported him!"
Neal Steal-"I never reported him!"
David Saturn-"You're such a liar..."
Lockup and Randal quickly kicks Flammenkrieg in the ribs. More kicks to the ribs and chest but they are clearly having little effect on the massive Flammenkrieg. Randal charges off the ropes looking for a flying kick but Flammenkrieg catches him in his arms. Flammenkrieg tosses Randal hard onto the mat like a piece of garbage.
Neal Steal-"It was you who told Flammenkrieg about my comments! You know what I bet it was a setup and you're the one who made that phone call!"
David Saturn-"I work backstage remember and I was there before the show started? This isn't my only job and the arena staff told me they had to take care of an issue with Flammenkrieg over his gun...and yes I did tell him it was obviously you who reported him!"
Neal Steal-"Liar! You set me up!"
Flammenkrieg grabs Randal and rams him head first into the corner turnbuckle. Knees to the ribs by Flammenkrieg and then tosses Randal right across the ring! Randal looks shocked by Flammenkrieg’s strength though its hard to understand why he would be surprised considering the size of Kaast.
David Saturn-"Flammenkrieg did state his belief that Randal hasn't focused on what he can do in the ring. If Randal bothered to watch Flammenkrieg he wouldn't be so surprised!"
Neal Steal-"Yes Flammenkrieg is very powerful in the ring when he isn't beating up innocent announcers..."
Randal tries to shake off the effects and as Flammenkrieg approaches Randal punches him in the ribs. 4 closed fists to the throat have no effect but Randal is knocked down by a headbutt from Flammenkrieg. This is followed by a hard club to Randal’s back. Flammenkrieg then walks across Randal’s back causing Randal to scream in pain.
David Saturn-"Randal took on another huge man in Crowley several weeks back and did not fare too well! You would think he might have learnt his lesson..."
Neal Steal-"Randal is probably worried Flammenkrieg might use his gun because its no DQ..."
David Saturn-"SHUT UP ABOUT THE GUN!"
Randal pulled to his feet with Flammenkrieg looking for a powerslam. Randal slips away landing on his feet and delivers more shots to the ribs. Once again it has no effect and Flammenkrieg grabs Randal around the throat!
Randal connects with a hard poke to the eye which slightly staggers Flammenkrieg enough to lose his grip on Randal.
Neal Steal-"Ha ha ha ha ha! Flammenkrieg would make a great cyclops!"
David Saturn-"Maybe Randal should think about getting eyes in the back of his head!"
However as Randal ponders what to do next Flammenkrieg almost takes his head off with a running clothesline! Flammenkrieg delivers a hard stomp to the chest and shoves Randal into the corner. Hard chop by Flammenkrieg knocks Randal down. Flammenkrieg then clotheslines Randal over the top rope.
David Saturn-"Look out Steal he might be coming over here!"
Neal Steal-"I should have taken out a restraining order the man should be in a nuthouse! Come on Randal!"
Flammenkrieg slowly stalks Randal who picks up his favourite weapon…a chair. He throws it hard at Flammenkrieg who blocks it with his first. Headbutt by Flammenkrieg who then removes the top half of the ringsteps. Flammenkrieg drives Randal head first into the ringpost. Flammenkrieg watches Randal struggle to his feet and then gives him a short arm clothesline He then glares at Steal...
David Saturn-"He's looking at you Steal! He's still mad at you and rightly so!"
Neal Steal-"He was breaking the law! I was right to report him...I mean the person who reported him was..."
David Saturn-"Ha so you're admitting it then!"
Neal Steal-"No thats not what I meant to say at all shut up Saturn!"
David Saturn-"You shut up! Everyone has heard you admit to it now!"
Neal Steal-"Why am I being treated like this? He's the one who was breaking the law without a license I should be commended for being a responsible citizen not condemned!"
Randal’s head once again bounces off the ringpost. Randal tries to crawl away as Flammenkrieg slowly stalks him. Flammenkrieg simply swats Randal away as he gets to his feet. Randal has his head against another ringpost as he rises but this time its to lure Flammenkrieg in. Flammenkrieg’s shoulder charge misses and hits the ringpost hard.
Neal Steal-"Ha you big oaf! Hope you separated it! Ha ha ha ha ha...that won't have much effect though there's nothing in that head of Flammenkrieg's!"
David Saturn-"He seems like a very well educated man to me..."
Neal Steal-"Yet he was stupid enough to use that gun without a license! Well that wasn't stupidity he just thinks he's above the law!"
Flammenkrieg clutches his shoulder but Randal rams his head hard into the ringpost. Randal then repeats it 3 consecutive times but Flammenkrieg is still on his feet! He is however staggered and Randal hits him with a chop to the chest. 3 more chops and Flammenkrieg manages to shove Randal away as he tries to shake off the effects of having his head rammed into a steel post.
Neal Steal-"Yahoo! Choke the life out of him Randal!"
David Saturn-"Randal is certainly putting up a better fight than he did against Crowley several weeks back...maybe he's learnt a few lessons from that..."
Randal grabs a wire and begins to choke Flammenkrieg with it. This is of course a no DQ match and Flammenkrieg’s face goes red as he tries to break free. Flammenkrieg with an elbow to the ribs, followed by another. Randal drops the wire and looks behind the announce table for something. Flammenkrieg follows and Randal punches him with a closed first to the bridge of the nose.
David Saturn-"Randal probably trying to wear down Flammenkrieg...even Flammenkrieg admitted stamina can be an issue when you're as big as he is..."
Neal Steal-"He didn't seem to tire during his unprovoked assault on me!"
2 more shots to the head and Flammenkrieg shoves Randal away. Randal starts to demolish the top part of the announce table which may be a stupid decision. Randal grabs one of the monitors and nails Flammenkrieg hard in the head with it! Flammenkrieg drops to his knees trying to support himself against the ringside barrier.
David Saturn-"Randal climbing onto the table...not sure that is wise..."
Neal Steal-"Be careful Randal!"
Randal then climbs onto the announce table and taunts the crowd. Flammenkrieg is almost up but Randal leaps forward and connects with a SCISSORS KICK! Flammenkrieg is driven head first through the table by the move! Both men are down as we see replays of Randal’s high impact move. Flammenkrieg may well be unconscious as Randal rolls back into the ring.
Neal Steal-"HA HA HA HA HA! Randal said he would beat Flammenkrieg into a coma! Hopefully that just did it!"
David Saturn-"How can you be so sadistic? Yes he beat you up but nobody would deserve that!"
Neal Steal-"Go on Randal go for the cover!"
Randal should have perhaps gone for the cover. Randal regroups as Flammenkrieg is somehow on his feet and goes back into the ring. Flammenkrieg gets to his knees as Randal punches him in the face. Another shot to the face and Flammenkrieg pushes Randal away again. Randal with a hard kick to the head which still only has a staggering effect on Flammenkrieg.
Neal Steal-"It has little effect because he has no brain!"
David Saturn-"Randal has been caught...Flammenkrieg going for a chokeslam?"
Neal Steal-"Maybe a brainbuster...like the one he did to me for no reason..."
David Saturn-"He had every reason to do what he did to you!"
Randal charges off the ropes but Flammekrieg is on his feet and grabs Randal around the throat! Randal fights off with elbows, a facerake and then kicks Flammenkrieg hard in a very sensitive area. A boot below the belt would hurt anyone and Flammenkrieg is clearly in tremendous pain. Randal with a big boot and it knocks Flammenkrieg down!
Neal Steal-"Ha! Don't like being knocked down you big bully! Ha ha ha ha ha!"
David Saturn-"Randal isn't the sharpest tool in the shed...why is he wasting time like this?
Randal stupidly taunts the crowd again as he grins clearly thinking its only a matter of time until he gets a huge victory! Randal heads to the top rope coming off with a big elbow…but Flammenkrieg moves! Randal screams in pain and clutches his elbow as Flammenkrieg gets to his feet! Flammenkrieg pulls Randal to his feet and delivers the DEINE SCHULD! Flammenkrieg with the cover…1,2…3!!!
WINNER BY PINFALL: FLAMMENKRIEG!!!
Neal Steal-"Damn it!"
David Saturn-"Improved effort by Randal but he should stop trying to provoke seven footers!"
Neal Steal-"He just hates bullies..."
David Saturn-"Randal is a bully just unlike most he bizarrely goes after people who are bigger rather than smaller! We will be right back in a moment..."
Neal Steal-"Hopefully this psychopath will have left by then..."
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Playboy is shown walking down the back corridor. A scantily clad woman eating a fried chicken leg pops her head out of a storage area. She motions for Playboy to follow her in. Playboy follows, and as he enters he is hit with a swift dropkick to the face, which floors him.
Slick: Hahaha. The piggie takes the bait. Now I can't wrestle him in this condition.
Slick picks up a bucket of soapy water. He throws it on the body of the Playboy. Slick half heartedly runs a mop over his knocked out body. Slick then puts a air-freshener into Playboy's wrestling trunks.
Slick:"That should do!"
Scene fades as Slick takes the fried chicken out of the lady's hand and takes a big bite.
David Saturn-"Still the Slick we know and love!"
Neal Steal-"Still the same drunken thug he always was. What did poor Pete do to deserve that brutal assault its his first night and the poor man gets attacked!"
David Saturn-"He only dropkicked him in the face that hardly qualifies as a brutal assault..."
Neal Steal"Pete was knocked out cold we might not have a main event now because of your hero's uncalled for actions...that is Hell's music he isn't scheduled to be out here..."
David Saturn-"This is CRASH Tv and nobody is going to stop Hell coming out whenever he wants...he certainly does not look happy..."
Hells music blares and he walks out to the ring with a Mic in his hand. He begins to speak right away.
Hell
"I am not going to take up too much time. What i have to say won't take long.
Neal Steal-"Thank god he is going to leave soon!"
David Saturn-"You better watch your mouth Steal! Hell is right there and there is no telling what he might do if he hears you!"
Hell
Its is simple I know that Wilhelm Kaast or what the hell ever you call yourself that you might know who the mystery man is. Now one way or another I will find out who this shit fuck is whether I have to beat the COLOR off your skin Wilhelm! Trust me I will find this shit stain."
Neal Steal-"Well if he beats up Flammenkrieg that would be the first useful thing he's ever done!"
Hell
As for you mystery man you want to attack me and take cheap shots do you? Well bitch I am here right now and I plan to be in this building all night long in different areas. So if you think your balls are big enough you come find me face to face and I promise you that I will let you take the first hit. However after that you prick the universe is going to belong to me when I stomp your ass under the god damn building!
Hell gives the Mic a throw and it just misses Neal Steals head. Steal yells at Hell.
Neal Steal-"HEY YOU BIG APE WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"
David Saturn-"I KNEW IT! HE HEARD YOUR COMMENTS NEAL. YOU ARE ONE LUCKY BASTARD BECAUSE ON ANY OTHER NIGHT HELL WOULD HAVE DRAGGED YOUR WORTHLESS ASS IN THAT RING FOR THOSE COMMENTS AND BEAT IT! JUST KEEP IN MIND NEAL THE NIGHT ISN'T' OVER YET SO WE MIGHT JUST GET TO WITNESS THAT PLEASURE!"
Neal Steal-"SHUT UP SATURN."
Neal then sinks low in his chair as goosebumps begin to go up his spine thinking that Hell might come back for him!
David Saturn-"Well lets go to our next contest...
From Parts Unknown...RATTLESNAKE!!!
From Ontario, Canada...Robert...CARR!!!
David Saturn-"Commentating with Carr was so bad I almost wished for you Steal!"
Neal Steal-"I was disgusted with the disrespect you showed Robert Carr last week. Never seen someone be so rude in my life..."
David Saturn-"Well I've never heard anyone moan so much in my life! Carr is a first class ass!"
As Carr makes his way to ringside Rattlesnake meets him on the ramp! Punches by Snake as he pounds on Carr and whips him hard into the ringsteps! Carr rolled back into the ring and Rattlesnake pulls him to his feet. Punches by Snake and whips Carr off the ropes.
David Saturn-"Crowd very much behind Rattlesnake this week. It depends on who he is facing Hell got all the cheers when he faced Snake..."
Neal Steal-"Well I wanted Rattlesnake to beat up Hell but I certainly can't support him this week...I'm a massive Carr fan..."
David Saturn-"Coming from someone who calls himself unbiased. I don't care who wins as long as the winner earns his victory...though I certainly can't stand Carr..."
Carr ducks a clothesline but as he rebounds Rattlesnake takes him down with a Lou Thesz press! Fist drop to the throat by Rattlesnake and goes for the cover…1,2…and Carr kicks out. Snake pulls Carr to his feet and rams into head first into the corner turnbuckle.
Neal Steal-"Rattlesnake should be controlled come on referee do something about those stomps!"
David Saturn-"Blatant low blow by Carr how did the ref fail to spot that? Carr certainly can't claim conspiracy here..."
Rattlesnake lays in a couple of stomps but Carr nails him with a low blow! Somehow the referee fails to spot it and Carr now had the advantage. Legdrop by Carr followed by an elbowdrop. Carr glares at the crowd and then chokes Rattlesnake with his boot.
The ref forces Carr to stop choking Snake. Carr pulls Snake to his feet and knocks him back down with a hard uppercut.
Neal Steal-"Best right hand in the business!"
David Saturn-"Well I think Flammenkrieg and Hell would have something to say about that but it was certainly one heck of a shot!"
One hell of a right hand there by Carr and he makes the cover…1,2…and Rattlesnake gets his shoulder up. Predictably Carr complains to the referee claiming a slow count. Headlock by Carr now with the referee failing to notice a blatant choke. Rattlesnake fights to his feet and delivers shots to the ribs and face! Rattlesnake charges off the ropes and nails Carr with a clothesline!
David Saturn-"Rattlesnake not the brightest of wrestlers perhaps but he was certainly right to call Carr crazy!"
Neal Steal-"He's been held down at every opportunity! It would drive anybody nuts!"
David Saturn-"So you're calling him crazy are you Steal?"
Neal Steal-"Of course I'm not...he's just angry and rightly so!"
Another whip off the ropes but as Carr rebounds he kicks Rattlesnake in the chin. Rattlesnake was probably too obvious there clearly looking for a back body drop and Carr saw it coming. Rattlesnake is knocked down with his head and neck falling across the bottom rope. Carr takes advantage and knees Rattlesnake hard in the face.
Neal Steal-"Rattlesnake and Harris should have been apologising to Carr! Yet Rattlesnake had the nerve to say he has never liked him anyway!"
David Saturn-"Nobody likes Carr except you. How can you be so 2 faced about Rattlesnake you were supporting him against Hell..."
Carr with a baseball slide to the outside and a punch to Snake’s face. That was another hell of a right hand and Carr makes the cover…1,2…and Snake gets his shoulder up. Carr once again moans to the ref and applies another headlock. Rattlesnake again fights to his feet and backs Carr into the corner.
David Saturn-"Right hands by Rattlesnake and Carr is reeling!"
Neal Steal-"Thats uncalled for! What a rude gesture by Rattlesnake!"
David Saturn-"Oh but against Hell you were defending him claiming he has tourettes!"
Neal Steal-"That is a verbal disease and should have no effect on the usage of improper sign language!"
Rattlesnake rams his head hard into the ribs of Carr and connects with a flurry of right hands! Rattlesnake begins to stomp a mudhole in Carr and gives him the middle finger salute right in Carr’s face! Rattlesnake whips Carr across the ring but Carr manages to slide to the outside.
Neal Steal-"Carr going to the outside...see how intelligent he is easily the most intelligent competitor in AWR right now..."
David Saturn-"More common sense than genius...wait Carr is reaching for something..."
Rattlesnake follows but Carr pulls something from underneath the ring and nails Rattlesnake with it! It looks like a lead pipe and the referee calls for the bell! Another shot to the chest with the lead pipe by Carr. The timekeeper rings the bell over and over with the referee signalling for assistance!
WINNER BY DISQUALIFICATION: RATTLESNAKE!!!
David Saturn-"The most blatant disqualification ever! What was the point of that?"
Neal Steal-"Carr is upset about that one finger salute Rattlesnake gave him. Totally uncalled for..."
Carr is laying in shot after shot with the lead pipe! Carr has totally snapped was it the middle finger to his face that made him lose it? Rattlesnake is being beaten like an animal as Carr starts to choke Snake with the pipe. Carr then drives the lead pipe hard right into Rattlesnake’s heart!
David Saturn-"This is what I call uncalled for! Somebody stop this..."
Neal Steal-"Rattlesnake deserves this. Harris and Snake never apologised to Carr for accusing him of being the one who assaulted Harris..."
David Saturn-"Nobody deserves this! Carr has snapped! STOP IT CARR DAMN IT!"
Another shot with the pipe by Carr to the ribs and Carr then stops to yell at David Saturn who is shouting at Carr to stop this assault. Carr threatens Saturn by banging his pipe across the announce table but then walks away. However Carr hasn’t even made it to the other side of the ring before he comes back and lays in 2 more shots! Bret Harris run out and chases Carr away...
David Saturn-"Thank goodness for Bret Harris!"
Carr laughs as he retreats up the ramp to massive boos from the crowd! Harris tends to his injured brother as AWR cuts to a commercial...
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As we return from commercial David Saturn has a mic in hand.
David Saturn-"2 weeks ago as you witnessed Neal Steal was assaulted by Flammenkrieg!"
The crowd cheers as Steal yells at them to shut up.
David Saturn-"However myself and a few others backstage did feel a little bit sorry for you. Considering we have worked together for many years now I have noticed you are very talented in a certain area! So talented in fact Neal that we would like to present you with a special award!"
Steal grins. He then grabs a mic and stands up...
Neal Steal-"Well this is a very pleasant surprise! I assume my expertise as a wrestling analyst has been recognised at long last! What is it an all expenses paid trip to the Bahamas?"
David Saturn-"Well its not quite that big but I'm sure you will love it all the same! Drumroll please..."
The drumroll plays as the camera focuses on the big screen...after a few seconds the following appears!
David Saturn-"Well done Neal!"
Steal looks furious as Saturn laughs.
Neal Steal-"Thats not funny at all! Stop laughing!"
David Saturn-"What's wrong don't you like it? We have a copy framed for you backstage!"
Neal Steal-"Just shut up Saturn! You have no right to publicly humiliate me like this!"
David Saturn-"We thought you deserved it! Nobody can deny there is no recipient worthier of such an award than you!"
Neal Steal-"You're just jealous of me that's always been the problem!"
David Saturn-"You wish! Anyway we better go to our main event!"
Saturn retakes his seat as Steal sulks and glares at him.
From Ontario, Canada...Playboy...PETE!!!
From Springfield, Massachusetts...Slick...DOCTOR!!!
Slick makes his way to the ring to massive cheers from the crowd. He stops to shake hands with David Saturn and sarcastically bows to Neal Steal...
Neal Steal-"Thinks he's so cool, thinks he's so hip!"
David Saturn-"Slick has promised to teach Pete who he called a wannabe playboy one hell of a lesson! One thing is for sure I have never met a bigger playboy than Slick...even his long time partner B-Man. He was a massive playboy too but a little more serious! Slick is the most fun guy I've ever met in my life!"
Slick advances as Playboy swings his fist forward. Slick blocks and connects with 3 punches. Pete whipped off the ropes, reversed but as Slick comes back he knocks Playboy to the mat with a clothesline.
Neal Steal-"How long has Slop Doctor been out of action almost 4 years?"
David Saturn-"Don't start calling him that stupid name again! He last wrestled in NIWF around the end of 2007 as I recall and has only wrestled once since then a couple of years ago..."
Neal Steal-"I look forward to seeing how washed up he is..."
Playboy rises as Slick connects with another right hand, another and then rams Playboy head first into the turnbuckle. Playboy dragged into the opposite corner and eats a second turnbuckle. Playboy whipped into the corner and another clothesline knocks the big man to the ground. So far the weight advantage of Playboy is having no impact on the match.
David Saturn-"Slick certainly does not look washed up or even ring rusty so far! Still Playboy does not look to be in the best shape..."
Neal Steal-"Oh and your pal Skull wasn't a bit overweight right?"
David Saturn-"Skull was a phenom and his weight was never an issue! If Pete even has half the career Skull did it would qualify as a major success!"
Playboy on his feet and Slick goes for a suplex. Incredibly with great effort he fisherman suplexes the 400 pounder! Incredible move by Slick who is not the biggest wrestler as far as size is concerned. So far however Slick is proving size isn’t everything as he continues to dominate.
Neal Steal-"Slop Doctor was devastated when Betty Ford died! He thought they might need to close down the Betty Ford clinic! Ha ha ha!"
David Saturn-"Oh you're such a riot...NOT!"
Slick with the cover…1,2… and Pete gets his shoulder up. Slick lays in a stomp but before he can lay in some more Pete rolls to the outside. Slick follows and rams Pete head first into the ring steps and they don’t taste good. Slick then goes to ram Playboy head first into the announce table.
Neal Steal-"Ha ha ha ha ha! Slop Doctor deserved that he was going to do the same to Pete!"
David Saturn-"Well Pete seems to have woken up at last..."
Playboy however finally gets in some offense as he blocks and Slick has his head rammed into the table instead. Pete rolls Slick back into the ring pausing to wobble his belly apparently believing this will please the women in the crowd.
David Saturn-"Not a very pleasant sight..."
Neal Steal-"He's comfortable in his own body what's wrong with that?"
David Saturn-"If that's the case good for him! We just aren't comfortable seeing it!"
All he gets are howls of disgust. Playboy has a delusional grin on his face as he heads back into the ring. Playboy then starts to gyrate but Slick nails him with a clothesline!
David Saturn-“Playboy completely wasted the one moment where he was on top…probably not for the first time!”
Neal Steal-“That’s a disgusting remark. Look at the crowd they seem entertained…”
David Saturn-Yes they are entertained by the ass kicking Slick is delivering!”
Knee stomp by Slick and goes to whip Playboy into the ropes. Playboy for the first time shows his superior strength whipping Slick towards the ropes instead. As Slick rebounds he is knocked to the mat by a flying elbow.
David Saturn-"Playboy did show some quickness and athleticism there so perhaps he’s not a total slob in the ring."
Neal Steal-"He's not a slob! Look at those beautiful women who came to ringside with him..."
David Saturn-"Straight from the local red light district..."
Playboy then surprises everyone as he climbs to the top rope and delivers a corkscrew elbow! Slick clutches his ribs as Playboy makes the cover…1,2…Slick kicks out. Playboy looks at the referee believing the count was too slow.
David Saturn-"What is it about people moaning about slow counts in this company? The referees have been excellent so far for the most part..."
Neal Steal-"Come on Playboy! This would be the biggest win of your life!"
Playboy keeps his eye on his opponent this time and nails Slick with a clothesline. Playboy then chokes Slick against the bottom rope which the referee breaks up. Playboy again complains to the referee but then wiggles his belly towards the crowd again.
David Saturn-"That is illegal in 27 states!"
Neal Steak-"Your commentary is illegal in 27 states..."
David Saturn-"You aren't funny..."
Slick whipped into the corner but Playboy does not charge forward. Instead he strolls forward continuing to wiggle and gyrate towards any woman he sees in the crowd. Slick kicks Playboy in the ribs and fights out of the corner with punches.
Neal Steal-"Come on Playboy the drunk is fighting back!"
David Saturn-"Indeed he is and the crowd are loving it...oh wait what a clothesline by Playboy!"
More punches by Slick who then charges off the ropes looking for a big clothesline. Playboy however responds with a very powerful clothesline delivered with real force and speed. Playboy certainly has shown signs of being a lot quicker than he looks. Problem is he has been so easily distracted.
Neal Steal-"See he isn't a slob he's very quick footed..."
David Saturn-"He's going for a legdrop...Slick may well become nothing but slop after that!"
Right now he has the advantage and delivers a huge leg drop! 1,2…Slick kicks out again and Pete applies a facelock. Playboy yells at the crowd to shut up as they start chanting “you fat bastard.” Pete continues to keep the facelock applied but Slick fights up to a standing position.
Neal Steal-"Look at Slop Doctor with those punches and elbows. He's just a brawler and he won't survive without that other drunk BBB-Man..."
David Saturn-"He's a multiple time NIWF World Champion which he accomplished on his own merits! He's got a lot of technical skill which is evident to people who know something about wrestling unlike you!"
Punches and elbows to the ribs by Slick and then connects with shots to the face. Slick backs Playboy into the corner and Playboy is knocked down. He isn’t doing a great job of defending himself either as Slick connects with every shot he attempts. Slick pushes the ref away as he tries to intervene then pulls Playboy to his feet.
Neal Steal-"He shoved the ref! Disqualify him!"
David Saturn-"It wasn't much of a shove Steal..."
Neal Steal-"You should never put your hands on an official! Slop Doctor should have been disqualified right there!"
Slick goes to whip Playboy to the ropes, reversed however and Playboy goes for a clothesline. Slick ducks, kicks Playboy in the stomach and delivers a DDT! 1,2…and Playboy shows some resilience by kicking out.
Neal Steal-"Yahoo! Come on Playboy! The old Slop Doctor would have put Playboy away with that! He's washed up..."
David Saturn-"You call this washed up? POWERSLAM!"
Slick then scoops Playboy up and slams him to the mat! Another great show of strength by Slick but then he makes the mistake of trying to repeat it. Slick only manages to lift Pete halfway who lands on his feet. Great clothesline by Playboy knocking Slick down! Playboy goes for a BIG SPLASH but Slick rolls out the way at the last second!
David Saturn-"Slick moves! He's going for the submission!"
Neal Steal-"No!"
Slick then grabs Playboy and applies the SLICK STRETCH! The referee asks Playboy if he quits as he clutches desperately for the ropes to no avail! Playboy has no choice but to tap and Slick is the winner on his AWR debut!
WINNER BY SUBMISSION: SLICK DOCTOR
Neal Steal-"Damn it!"
David Saturn-"The happiest I've seen an AWR crowd so far! Slick Doctor is the winner! No skill you say Steal he just made this huge man submit!"
Neal Steal-"He will get burned out!"
David Saturn-"Rubbish! We will be right back in a minute!"
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The crowd is buzzing, waiting for the next exciting piece of action AWR has to offer. Suddenly, the lights in the arena go out. White noise and static fill the arena for the second time tonight. David Saturn attempts to be heard over the noise.
David Saturn-"Ladies and gentlemen, based on what we saw earlier, I believe we are about to find out who has been behind the attacks we have seen over the past few weeks."
The lights return and the white noise stops. The tron is still filled with snow-like static momentarily, then the static disappears and the mysterious question “Do you know the plan?” appears. Suddenly, pyro blasts at the top of the entrance ramp and the PA system explodes with “Say Hello” by POD. The music plays for roughly twenty seconds before an army of at least 20 security guards armed with batons appear on the stage. A figure then follows suit. The residual smoke from the pyro creates a veil making the figure unidentifiable. All that can be seen is a custom suit and a pair of sunglasses.
After a brief moment of staring into the crowd, the figure steps forward out of the smog. He removes his sunglasses, and flashes a cocky smile, revealing the unmistakable face of former NIWF star Anthony Royal. Royal instructs the guards to form an impenetrable human wall around him. As Royal struts his way to the ring, completely surrounded by the guards, the crowd reacts in mixed fashion. Roughly half the crowd is booing unmercifully. A small minority is smattering Royal with cheers and applause, while the rest of the crowd, unfamiliar with Royal, sit on their hands, waiting to see what this unknown man will do.
David Saturn-"Oh my god, that’s Anthony Royal, a former 2 time NIWF Unified Champion! But what is he doing here?"
Neal Steal-"This is great!"
Royal slowly struts to the ring, soaking in the crowd’s reaction. He makes his way to the announce table and shakes hands with Neal Steal, drawing boos from those who previously didn’t know what to make of Royal. As David Saturn rolls his eyes, Royal looks his way and rears back as if about to strike him. When Saturn flinches, Royal laughs obnoxiously and heads to the ring. He hops in and instructs his guards to get cover each side of the ting. He then demands a mic, and then stares into the crowd smiling as a small “Royal sucks” chant breaks out. Finally, Royal begins to speak.
Royal: If you would kindly quiet down, I have something I would like to say.
The crowd boos, much to the delight of Royal.
Royal: "Okay, that’s fine, I will just talk over your uninformed and ignorant barking. And by the time I say what I have to say you will all be silent, mouths agape like a baby bird waiting for sustenance. As some of you know, and some of you sadly do not, my name is Anthony Royal. Now, for the past few weeks, bodies have been dropping left and right."
Royal: "I certainly hope that the vast majority of you have at least the intellect to put two and two together and determine that the mystery assailant is indeed me. And for the half-wits out there, and I imagine there are quite a few of you, I’ll just spell it out and say simply, it was me. So now, the only question is, why? The question is what is the plan?"
Royal:"The answer is simple really, rebirth by way of death. You see, since this company was birthed not long ago, I have kept a watchful eye on the weekly happenings and what I saw made me sick. Attitude Wrestling Revival? Translated in English, this means garbage."
Royal: "I witnessed men who don’t have half the talent in their entire bodies that I have in one single strand of my gorgeous flowing hair on television, running around pretending to be superstars, while I sat at home with a bowl of chips in my lap and my hand in my pants doing absolutely nothing. And why?"
Royal:"Because they are willing to push the button, and bleed all over themselves, and speak like filthy college frat boys, while I am more interested in wrestling. Ladies and gentlemen, first and foremost I am wrestling fan, and what I am saying is this, when I heard that Silvio Megala was parting with money to hold a share of this compnay, I expected something more, and needless to say, I was disappointed."
Royal: "Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying this company has no talent, I’m just saying, there’s no one quite on my level. So this all got me thinking, just what would happen if I created a wrestling company in MY image. I mean, take a good hard look at me, I am the archetype of excellence, I am a superstar. People should be talking about me, not Hell, or Flammenkrieg, or anybody else on this roster who is just simply not as good as me."
Royal: "I belong in the spotlight, it is where I thrive, and I deserve a spotlight more than anybody on this roster. That’s when I realized, never is a person handed a spotlight, rather, they have to take it, sometimes violently. I realized this is what I would have to do. I could give the spotlight no choice but to shine on me."
Royal:"I could rip the guts out of the AWR, watch it die a slow and painful death, burn it to the ground, and like the great phoenix, from the ashes give rise to a new AWR, MY AWR, where I am the centerpiece. An AWR created in MY image. And most importantly, and AWR that can be prestigious, and can be known not for garbage and smut, but rather for world class wrestling."
Royal:"That is the plan, and it hasn’t even really been set into motion yet. My attacks over the past few weeks haven’t been to do harm or damage careers, they have been simply to show what I am capable of. Why do you think I chose the top stars this company has to offer? Not to eliminate them, but rather to show that not even the best AWR has to offer can stand in my way."
Royal: "Sorry fellas, it was nothing personal, merely a point that needed to be made at your individual expenses. When the real attempts on your careers begin, trust me, you will know The landscape is about to undergo a drastic change ladies and gentlemen, and there is nothing anybody can do to stop it. The new leader of the AWR has spoken. The era of Anthony Royal is hereby underway. Get ready for a great change."
With that, Royal’s music hits. As he exits the ring to the sound of boos, he demands his security team once again form a wall around him as he leaves the arena.
David Saturn-"Ladies and gentlemen, what does this mean for the future of the AWR?"
Neal Steal-"It means only great things Saturn, great things."
David Saturn-I can’t say I agree Steal. But ladies and gentlemen, that is all the time we have tonight, we will see you next week!
LIVE!
COMMENTATORS
AND
As the show begins, the lights go out and the now familiar white noise fills the arena. Static appears on the screen.
David Saturn-"Well the show has just begun and already we have an interruption."
Suddenly, the static is replaced with a black screen. Text begins to scroll across the screen. It reads as follows: “For weeks, the question has been asked. Do you know the plan?” Black screen. “What is the plan?” Black screen. “All shall be revealed…” Black Screen. “TONIGHT!” The crowd pops at the realization that the mystery will be solved tonight.
David Saturn- "And wow, ladies and gentlemen, the mystery ends tonight!"
Neal Steal-"Yes! I can’t wait to find out the great man who attacked that mongrel Flammenkrieg!"
David Saturn-"Well I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but, aside from that moronic Flammenkrieg comment, I totally agree with you Neal. But for now, let’s get on with the show! Speaking of Flammenkrieg here he comes and he's got his gun back!"
Neal Steal-"Oh no!"
From Berlin, Germany...FLAMMENKRIEG!!!
Firing the AK-47 Flammenkrieg makes his way to the ring taking a mic from ringside. Steal ducks underneath the desk as Wilhelm passes. Kaast simply smirks fully aware Steal is there but makes no movement towards him. Kaast enters the ring and looks sternly at the camera*
Wilhelm:"Guten Abend."
*The fans cheer again*
Wilhelm:"Two weeks ago, I unfortunately lost. I can accept this, no matter how unscrupulous the victor was in his cheating. A loss is a loss, and there is nothing else I can do about it. What I do disagree with is the actions of an anonymous party who seems to have an obsession with Die Leichenbestatter, or, as he is known to those who don’t speak German, the Undertaker."
*The fans boo as the memory of the attack comes back into memory*
Wilhelm:"It is of no coincidence that attacks took place like that similar to 2flykidd’s atack, which was blamed on my last opponent Carr until 2 weeks ago. It can be assumed that Hell is not to blame as he was also attacked, like myself."
*A bit of a murmur from the fans*
Wilhelm:"Let it be known, though, that whomsoever was stupid enough to try an attack such as that will wakne the angry giant. You, my anonymous friend, have just done that. Whenever you decide to show your face, you’ll have me to answer to, and I will not go easy on you. You picked a fight with the wrong man in the wrong industry, and you will pay."
*The fans roar as “FLAMMENKRIEG! FLAMMENKRIEG! FLAMMENKRIEG!“ chants kick up*
Wilhelm:"Thank you, and enjoy the rest of Crash TV."
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HARDCORE MATCH
VS
From Halifax, Canada...Red...RANDAL!!!
Neal Steal-"I hope Randal gives this lunatic the beating he deserves after what he did to me!"
David Saturn-"You shouldn't have gone behind his back and reported him!"
Neal Steal-"I never reported him!"
David Saturn-"You're such a liar..."
Lockup and Randal quickly kicks Flammenkrieg in the ribs. More kicks to the ribs and chest but they are clearly having little effect on the massive Flammenkrieg. Randal charges off the ropes looking for a flying kick but Flammenkrieg catches him in his arms. Flammenkrieg tosses Randal hard onto the mat like a piece of garbage.
Neal Steal-"It was you who told Flammenkrieg about my comments! You know what I bet it was a setup and you're the one who made that phone call!"
David Saturn-"I work backstage remember and I was there before the show started? This isn't my only job and the arena staff told me they had to take care of an issue with Flammenkrieg over his gun...and yes I did tell him it was obviously you who reported him!"
Neal Steal-"Liar! You set me up!"
Flammenkrieg grabs Randal and rams him head first into the corner turnbuckle. Knees to the ribs by Flammenkrieg and then tosses Randal right across the ring! Randal looks shocked by Flammenkrieg’s strength though its hard to understand why he would be surprised considering the size of Kaast.
David Saturn-"Flammenkrieg did state his belief that Randal hasn't focused on what he can do in the ring. If Randal bothered to watch Flammenkrieg he wouldn't be so surprised!"
Neal Steal-"Yes Flammenkrieg is very powerful in the ring when he isn't beating up innocent announcers..."
Randal tries to shake off the effects and as Flammenkrieg approaches Randal punches him in the ribs. 4 closed fists to the throat have no effect but Randal is knocked down by a headbutt from Flammenkrieg. This is followed by a hard club to Randal’s back. Flammenkrieg then walks across Randal’s back causing Randal to scream in pain.
David Saturn-"Randal took on another huge man in Crowley several weeks back and did not fare too well! You would think he might have learnt his lesson..."
Neal Steal-"Randal is probably worried Flammenkrieg might use his gun because its no DQ..."
David Saturn-"SHUT UP ABOUT THE GUN!"
Randal pulled to his feet with Flammenkrieg looking for a powerslam. Randal slips away landing on his feet and delivers more shots to the ribs. Once again it has no effect and Flammenkrieg grabs Randal around the throat!
Randal connects with a hard poke to the eye which slightly staggers Flammenkrieg enough to lose his grip on Randal.
Neal Steal-"Ha ha ha ha ha! Flammenkrieg would make a great cyclops!"
David Saturn-"Maybe Randal should think about getting eyes in the back of his head!"
However as Randal ponders what to do next Flammenkrieg almost takes his head off with a running clothesline! Flammenkrieg delivers a hard stomp to the chest and shoves Randal into the corner. Hard chop by Flammenkrieg knocks Randal down. Flammenkrieg then clotheslines Randal over the top rope.
David Saturn-"Look out Steal he might be coming over here!"
Neal Steal-"I should have taken out a restraining order the man should be in a nuthouse! Come on Randal!"
Flammenkrieg slowly stalks Randal who picks up his favourite weapon…a chair. He throws it hard at Flammenkrieg who blocks it with his first. Headbutt by Flammenkrieg who then removes the top half of the ringsteps. Flammenkrieg drives Randal head first into the ringpost. Flammenkrieg watches Randal struggle to his feet and then gives him a short arm clothesline He then glares at Steal...
David Saturn-"He's looking at you Steal! He's still mad at you and rightly so!"
Neal Steal-"He was breaking the law! I was right to report him...I mean the person who reported him was..."
David Saturn-"Ha so you're admitting it then!"
Neal Steal-"No thats not what I meant to say at all shut up Saturn!"
David Saturn-"You shut up! Everyone has heard you admit to it now!"
Neal Steal-"Why am I being treated like this? He's the one who was breaking the law without a license I should be commended for being a responsible citizen not condemned!"
Randal’s head once again bounces off the ringpost. Randal tries to crawl away as Flammenkrieg slowly stalks him. Flammenkrieg simply swats Randal away as he gets to his feet. Randal has his head against another ringpost as he rises but this time its to lure Flammenkrieg in. Flammenkrieg’s shoulder charge misses and hits the ringpost hard.
Neal Steal-"Ha you big oaf! Hope you separated it! Ha ha ha ha ha...that won't have much effect though there's nothing in that head of Flammenkrieg's!"
David Saturn-"He seems like a very well educated man to me..."
Neal Steal-"Yet he was stupid enough to use that gun without a license! Well that wasn't stupidity he just thinks he's above the law!"
Flammenkrieg clutches his shoulder but Randal rams his head hard into the ringpost. Randal then repeats it 3 consecutive times but Flammenkrieg is still on his feet! He is however staggered and Randal hits him with a chop to the chest. 3 more chops and Flammenkrieg manages to shove Randal away as he tries to shake off the effects of having his head rammed into a steel post.
Neal Steal-"Yahoo! Choke the life out of him Randal!"
David Saturn-"Randal is certainly putting up a better fight than he did against Crowley several weeks back...maybe he's learnt a few lessons from that..."
Randal grabs a wire and begins to choke Flammenkrieg with it. This is of course a no DQ match and Flammenkrieg’s face goes red as he tries to break free. Flammenkrieg with an elbow to the ribs, followed by another. Randal drops the wire and looks behind the announce table for something. Flammenkrieg follows and Randal punches him with a closed first to the bridge of the nose.
David Saturn-"Randal probably trying to wear down Flammenkrieg...even Flammenkrieg admitted stamina can be an issue when you're as big as he is..."
Neal Steal-"He didn't seem to tire during his unprovoked assault on me!"
2 more shots to the head and Flammenkrieg shoves Randal away. Randal starts to demolish the top part of the announce table which may be a stupid decision. Randal grabs one of the monitors and nails Flammenkrieg hard in the head with it! Flammenkrieg drops to his knees trying to support himself against the ringside barrier.
David Saturn-"Randal climbing onto the table...not sure that is wise..."
Neal Steal-"Be careful Randal!"
Randal then climbs onto the announce table and taunts the crowd. Flammenkrieg is almost up but Randal leaps forward and connects with a SCISSORS KICK! Flammenkrieg is driven head first through the table by the move! Both men are down as we see replays of Randal’s high impact move. Flammenkrieg may well be unconscious as Randal rolls back into the ring.
Neal Steal-"HA HA HA HA HA! Randal said he would beat Flammenkrieg into a coma! Hopefully that just did it!"
David Saturn-"How can you be so sadistic? Yes he beat you up but nobody would deserve that!"
Neal Steal-"Go on Randal go for the cover!"
Randal should have perhaps gone for the cover. Randal regroups as Flammenkrieg is somehow on his feet and goes back into the ring. Flammenkrieg gets to his knees as Randal punches him in the face. Another shot to the face and Flammenkrieg pushes Randal away again. Randal with a hard kick to the head which still only has a staggering effect on Flammenkrieg.
Neal Steal-"It has little effect because he has no brain!"
David Saturn-"Randal has been caught...Flammenkrieg going for a chokeslam?"
Neal Steal-"Maybe a brainbuster...like the one he did to me for no reason..."
David Saturn-"He had every reason to do what he did to you!"
Randal charges off the ropes but Flammekrieg is on his feet and grabs Randal around the throat! Randal fights off with elbows, a facerake and then kicks Flammenkrieg hard in a very sensitive area. A boot below the belt would hurt anyone and Flammenkrieg is clearly in tremendous pain. Randal with a big boot and it knocks Flammenkrieg down!
Neal Steal-"Ha! Don't like being knocked down you big bully! Ha ha ha ha ha!"
David Saturn-"Randal isn't the sharpest tool in the shed...why is he wasting time like this?
Randal stupidly taunts the crowd again as he grins clearly thinking its only a matter of time until he gets a huge victory! Randal heads to the top rope coming off with a big elbow…but Flammenkrieg moves! Randal screams in pain and clutches his elbow as Flammenkrieg gets to his feet! Flammenkrieg pulls Randal to his feet and delivers the DEINE SCHULD! Flammenkrieg with the cover…1,2…3!!!
WINNER BY PINFALL: FLAMMENKRIEG!!!
Neal Steal-"Damn it!"
David Saturn-"Improved effort by Randal but he should stop trying to provoke seven footers!"
Neal Steal-"He just hates bullies..."
David Saturn-"Randal is a bully just unlike most he bizarrely goes after people who are bigger rather than smaller! We will be right back in a moment..."
Neal Steal-"Hopefully this psychopath will have left by then..."
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JOHN WAYNE BOBBITT SAYS
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AWR: ITS A CUT ABOVE THE REST!
Playboy is shown walking down the back corridor. A scantily clad woman eating a fried chicken leg pops her head out of a storage area. She motions for Playboy to follow her in. Playboy follows, and as he enters he is hit with a swift dropkick to the face, which floors him.
Slick: Hahaha. The piggie takes the bait. Now I can't wrestle him in this condition.
Slick picks up a bucket of soapy water. He throws it on the body of the Playboy. Slick half heartedly runs a mop over his knocked out body. Slick then puts a air-freshener into Playboy's wrestling trunks.
Slick:"That should do!"
Scene fades as Slick takes the fried chicken out of the lady's hand and takes a big bite.
David Saturn-"Still the Slick we know and love!"
Neal Steal-"Still the same drunken thug he always was. What did poor Pete do to deserve that brutal assault its his first night and the poor man gets attacked!"
David Saturn-"He only dropkicked him in the face that hardly qualifies as a brutal assault..."
Neal Steal"Pete was knocked out cold we might not have a main event now because of your hero's uncalled for actions...that is Hell's music he isn't scheduled to be out here..."
David Saturn-"This is CRASH Tv and nobody is going to stop Hell coming out whenever he wants...he certainly does not look happy..."
Hells music blares and he walks out to the ring with a Mic in his hand. He begins to speak right away.
Hell
"I am not going to take up too much time. What i have to say won't take long.
Neal Steal-"Thank god he is going to leave soon!"
David Saturn-"You better watch your mouth Steal! Hell is right there and there is no telling what he might do if he hears you!"
Hell
Its is simple I know that Wilhelm Kaast or what the hell ever you call yourself that you might know who the mystery man is. Now one way or another I will find out who this shit fuck is whether I have to beat the COLOR off your skin Wilhelm! Trust me I will find this shit stain."
Neal Steal-"Well if he beats up Flammenkrieg that would be the first useful thing he's ever done!"
Hell
As for you mystery man you want to attack me and take cheap shots do you? Well bitch I am here right now and I plan to be in this building all night long in different areas. So if you think your balls are big enough you come find me face to face and I promise you that I will let you take the first hit. However after that you prick the universe is going to belong to me when I stomp your ass under the god damn building!
Hell gives the Mic a throw and it just misses Neal Steals head. Steal yells at Hell.
Neal Steal-"HEY YOU BIG APE WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"
David Saturn-"I KNEW IT! HE HEARD YOUR COMMENTS NEAL. YOU ARE ONE LUCKY BASTARD BECAUSE ON ANY OTHER NIGHT HELL WOULD HAVE DRAGGED YOUR WORTHLESS ASS IN THAT RING FOR THOSE COMMENTS AND BEAT IT! JUST KEEP IN MIND NEAL THE NIGHT ISN'T' OVER YET SO WE MIGHT JUST GET TO WITNESS THAT PLEASURE!"
Neal Steal-"SHUT UP SATURN."
Neal then sinks low in his chair as goosebumps begin to go up his spine thinking that Hell might come back for him!
David Saturn-"Well lets go to our next contest...
SINGLES MATCH
VS
From Parts Unknown...RATTLESNAKE!!!
From Ontario, Canada...Robert...CARR!!!
David Saturn-"Commentating with Carr was so bad I almost wished for you Steal!"
Neal Steal-"I was disgusted with the disrespect you showed Robert Carr last week. Never seen someone be so rude in my life..."
David Saturn-"Well I've never heard anyone moan so much in my life! Carr is a first class ass!"
As Carr makes his way to ringside Rattlesnake meets him on the ramp! Punches by Snake as he pounds on Carr and whips him hard into the ringsteps! Carr rolled back into the ring and Rattlesnake pulls him to his feet. Punches by Snake and whips Carr off the ropes.
David Saturn-"Crowd very much behind Rattlesnake this week. It depends on who he is facing Hell got all the cheers when he faced Snake..."
Neal Steal-"Well I wanted Rattlesnake to beat up Hell but I certainly can't support him this week...I'm a massive Carr fan..."
David Saturn-"Coming from someone who calls himself unbiased. I don't care who wins as long as the winner earns his victory...though I certainly can't stand Carr..."
Carr ducks a clothesline but as he rebounds Rattlesnake takes him down with a Lou Thesz press! Fist drop to the throat by Rattlesnake and goes for the cover…1,2…and Carr kicks out. Snake pulls Carr to his feet and rams into head first into the corner turnbuckle.
Neal Steal-"Rattlesnake should be controlled come on referee do something about those stomps!"
David Saturn-"Blatant low blow by Carr how did the ref fail to spot that? Carr certainly can't claim conspiracy here..."
Rattlesnake lays in a couple of stomps but Carr nails him with a low blow! Somehow the referee fails to spot it and Carr now had the advantage. Legdrop by Carr followed by an elbowdrop. Carr glares at the crowd and then chokes Rattlesnake with his boot.
The ref forces Carr to stop choking Snake. Carr pulls Snake to his feet and knocks him back down with a hard uppercut.
Neal Steal-"Best right hand in the business!"
David Saturn-"Well I think Flammenkrieg and Hell would have something to say about that but it was certainly one heck of a shot!"
One hell of a right hand there by Carr and he makes the cover…1,2…and Rattlesnake gets his shoulder up. Predictably Carr complains to the referee claiming a slow count. Headlock by Carr now with the referee failing to notice a blatant choke. Rattlesnake fights to his feet and delivers shots to the ribs and face! Rattlesnake charges off the ropes and nails Carr with a clothesline!
David Saturn-"Rattlesnake not the brightest of wrestlers perhaps but he was certainly right to call Carr crazy!"
Neal Steal-"He's been held down at every opportunity! It would drive anybody nuts!"
David Saturn-"So you're calling him crazy are you Steal?"
Neal Steal-"Of course I'm not...he's just angry and rightly so!"
Another whip off the ropes but as Carr rebounds he kicks Rattlesnake in the chin. Rattlesnake was probably too obvious there clearly looking for a back body drop and Carr saw it coming. Rattlesnake is knocked down with his head and neck falling across the bottom rope. Carr takes advantage and knees Rattlesnake hard in the face.
Neal Steal-"Rattlesnake and Harris should have been apologising to Carr! Yet Rattlesnake had the nerve to say he has never liked him anyway!"
David Saturn-"Nobody likes Carr except you. How can you be so 2 faced about Rattlesnake you were supporting him against Hell..."
Carr with a baseball slide to the outside and a punch to Snake’s face. That was another hell of a right hand and Carr makes the cover…1,2…and Snake gets his shoulder up. Carr once again moans to the ref and applies another headlock. Rattlesnake again fights to his feet and backs Carr into the corner.
David Saturn-"Right hands by Rattlesnake and Carr is reeling!"
Neal Steal-"Thats uncalled for! What a rude gesture by Rattlesnake!"
David Saturn-"Oh but against Hell you were defending him claiming he has tourettes!"
Neal Steal-"That is a verbal disease and should have no effect on the usage of improper sign language!"
Rattlesnake rams his head hard into the ribs of Carr and connects with a flurry of right hands! Rattlesnake begins to stomp a mudhole in Carr and gives him the middle finger salute right in Carr’s face! Rattlesnake whips Carr across the ring but Carr manages to slide to the outside.
Neal Steal-"Carr going to the outside...see how intelligent he is easily the most intelligent competitor in AWR right now..."
David Saturn-"More common sense than genius...wait Carr is reaching for something..."
Rattlesnake follows but Carr pulls something from underneath the ring and nails Rattlesnake with it! It looks like a lead pipe and the referee calls for the bell! Another shot to the chest with the lead pipe by Carr. The timekeeper rings the bell over and over with the referee signalling for assistance!
WINNER BY DISQUALIFICATION: RATTLESNAKE!!!
David Saturn-"The most blatant disqualification ever! What was the point of that?"
Neal Steal-"Carr is upset about that one finger salute Rattlesnake gave him. Totally uncalled for..."
Carr is laying in shot after shot with the lead pipe! Carr has totally snapped was it the middle finger to his face that made him lose it? Rattlesnake is being beaten like an animal as Carr starts to choke Snake with the pipe. Carr then drives the lead pipe hard right into Rattlesnake’s heart!
David Saturn-"This is what I call uncalled for! Somebody stop this..."
Neal Steal-"Rattlesnake deserves this. Harris and Snake never apologised to Carr for accusing him of being the one who assaulted Harris..."
David Saturn-"Nobody deserves this! Carr has snapped! STOP IT CARR DAMN IT!"
Another shot with the pipe by Carr to the ribs and Carr then stops to yell at David Saturn who is shouting at Carr to stop this assault. Carr threatens Saturn by banging his pipe across the announce table but then walks away. However Carr hasn’t even made it to the other side of the ring before he comes back and lays in 2 more shots! Bret Harris run out and chases Carr away...
David Saturn-"Thank goodness for Bret Harris!"
Carr laughs as he retreats up the ramp to massive boos from the crowd! Harris tends to his injured brother as AWR cuts to a commercial...
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As we return from commercial David Saturn has a mic in hand.
David Saturn-"2 weeks ago as you witnessed Neal Steal was assaulted by Flammenkrieg!"
The crowd cheers as Steal yells at them to shut up.
David Saturn-"However myself and a few others backstage did feel a little bit sorry for you. Considering we have worked together for many years now I have noticed you are very talented in a certain area! So talented in fact Neal that we would like to present you with a special award!"
Steal grins. He then grabs a mic and stands up...
Neal Steal-"Well this is a very pleasant surprise! I assume my expertise as a wrestling analyst has been recognised at long last! What is it an all expenses paid trip to the Bahamas?"
David Saturn-"Well its not quite that big but I'm sure you will love it all the same! Drumroll please..."
The drumroll plays as the camera focuses on the big screen...after a few seconds the following appears!
David Saturn-"Well done Neal!"
Steal looks furious as Saturn laughs.
Neal Steal-"Thats not funny at all! Stop laughing!"
David Saturn-"What's wrong don't you like it? We have a copy framed for you backstage!"
Neal Steal-"Just shut up Saturn! You have no right to publicly humiliate me like this!"
David Saturn-"We thought you deserved it! Nobody can deny there is no recipient worthier of such an award than you!"
Neal Steal-"You're just jealous of me that's always been the problem!"
David Saturn-"You wish! Anyway we better go to our main event!"
Saturn retakes his seat as Steal sulks and glares at him.
MAIN EVENT
SINGLES MATCH
VS
From Ontario, Canada...Playboy...PETE!!!
From Springfield, Massachusetts...Slick...DOCTOR!!!
Slick makes his way to the ring to massive cheers from the crowd. He stops to shake hands with David Saturn and sarcastically bows to Neal Steal...
Neal Steal-"Thinks he's so cool, thinks he's so hip!"
David Saturn-"Slick has promised to teach Pete who he called a wannabe playboy one hell of a lesson! One thing is for sure I have never met a bigger playboy than Slick...even his long time partner B-Man. He was a massive playboy too but a little more serious! Slick is the most fun guy I've ever met in my life!"
Slick advances as Playboy swings his fist forward. Slick blocks and connects with 3 punches. Pete whipped off the ropes, reversed but as Slick comes back he knocks Playboy to the mat with a clothesline.
Neal Steal-"How long has Slop Doctor been out of action almost 4 years?"
David Saturn-"Don't start calling him that stupid name again! He last wrestled in NIWF around the end of 2007 as I recall and has only wrestled once since then a couple of years ago..."
Neal Steal-"I look forward to seeing how washed up he is..."
Playboy rises as Slick connects with another right hand, another and then rams Playboy head first into the turnbuckle. Playboy dragged into the opposite corner and eats a second turnbuckle. Playboy whipped into the corner and another clothesline knocks the big man to the ground. So far the weight advantage of Playboy is having no impact on the match.
David Saturn-"Slick certainly does not look washed up or even ring rusty so far! Still Playboy does not look to be in the best shape..."
Neal Steal-"Oh and your pal Skull wasn't a bit overweight right?"
David Saturn-"Skull was a phenom and his weight was never an issue! If Pete even has half the career Skull did it would qualify as a major success!"
Playboy on his feet and Slick goes for a suplex. Incredibly with great effort he fisherman suplexes the 400 pounder! Incredible move by Slick who is not the biggest wrestler as far as size is concerned. So far however Slick is proving size isn’t everything as he continues to dominate.
Neal Steal-"Slop Doctor was devastated when Betty Ford died! He thought they might need to close down the Betty Ford clinic! Ha ha ha!"
David Saturn-"Oh you're such a riot...NOT!"
Slick with the cover…1,2… and Pete gets his shoulder up. Slick lays in a stomp but before he can lay in some more Pete rolls to the outside. Slick follows and rams Pete head first into the ring steps and they don’t taste good. Slick then goes to ram Playboy head first into the announce table.
Neal Steal-"Ha ha ha ha ha! Slop Doctor deserved that he was going to do the same to Pete!"
David Saturn-"Well Pete seems to have woken up at last..."
Playboy however finally gets in some offense as he blocks and Slick has his head rammed into the table instead. Pete rolls Slick back into the ring pausing to wobble his belly apparently believing this will please the women in the crowd.
David Saturn-"Not a very pleasant sight..."
Neal Steal-"He's comfortable in his own body what's wrong with that?"
David Saturn-"If that's the case good for him! We just aren't comfortable seeing it!"
All he gets are howls of disgust. Playboy has a delusional grin on his face as he heads back into the ring. Playboy then starts to gyrate but Slick nails him with a clothesline!
David Saturn-“Playboy completely wasted the one moment where he was on top…probably not for the first time!”
Neal Steal-“That’s a disgusting remark. Look at the crowd they seem entertained…”
David Saturn-Yes they are entertained by the ass kicking Slick is delivering!”
Knee stomp by Slick and goes to whip Playboy into the ropes. Playboy for the first time shows his superior strength whipping Slick towards the ropes instead. As Slick rebounds he is knocked to the mat by a flying elbow.
David Saturn-"Playboy did show some quickness and athleticism there so perhaps he’s not a total slob in the ring."
Neal Steal-"He's not a slob! Look at those beautiful women who came to ringside with him..."
David Saturn-"Straight from the local red light district..."
Playboy then surprises everyone as he climbs to the top rope and delivers a corkscrew elbow! Slick clutches his ribs as Playboy makes the cover…1,2…Slick kicks out. Playboy looks at the referee believing the count was too slow.
David Saturn-"What is it about people moaning about slow counts in this company? The referees have been excellent so far for the most part..."
Neal Steal-"Come on Playboy! This would be the biggest win of your life!"
Playboy keeps his eye on his opponent this time and nails Slick with a clothesline. Playboy then chokes Slick against the bottom rope which the referee breaks up. Playboy again complains to the referee but then wiggles his belly towards the crowd again.
David Saturn-"That is illegal in 27 states!"
Neal Steak-"Your commentary is illegal in 27 states..."
David Saturn-"You aren't funny..."
Slick whipped into the corner but Playboy does not charge forward. Instead he strolls forward continuing to wiggle and gyrate towards any woman he sees in the crowd. Slick kicks Playboy in the ribs and fights out of the corner with punches.
Neal Steal-"Come on Playboy the drunk is fighting back!"
David Saturn-"Indeed he is and the crowd are loving it...oh wait what a clothesline by Playboy!"
More punches by Slick who then charges off the ropes looking for a big clothesline. Playboy however responds with a very powerful clothesline delivered with real force and speed. Playboy certainly has shown signs of being a lot quicker than he looks. Problem is he has been so easily distracted.
Neal Steal-"See he isn't a slob he's very quick footed..."
David Saturn-"He's going for a legdrop...Slick may well become nothing but slop after that!"
Right now he has the advantage and delivers a huge leg drop! 1,2…Slick kicks out again and Pete applies a facelock. Playboy yells at the crowd to shut up as they start chanting “you fat bastard.” Pete continues to keep the facelock applied but Slick fights up to a standing position.
Neal Steal-"Look at Slop Doctor with those punches and elbows. He's just a brawler and he won't survive without that other drunk BBB-Man..."
David Saturn-"He's a multiple time NIWF World Champion which he accomplished on his own merits! He's got a lot of technical skill which is evident to people who know something about wrestling unlike you!"
Punches and elbows to the ribs by Slick and then connects with shots to the face. Slick backs Playboy into the corner and Playboy is knocked down. He isn’t doing a great job of defending himself either as Slick connects with every shot he attempts. Slick pushes the ref away as he tries to intervene then pulls Playboy to his feet.
Neal Steal-"He shoved the ref! Disqualify him!"
David Saturn-"It wasn't much of a shove Steal..."
Neal Steal-"You should never put your hands on an official! Slop Doctor should have been disqualified right there!"
Slick goes to whip Playboy to the ropes, reversed however and Playboy goes for a clothesline. Slick ducks, kicks Playboy in the stomach and delivers a DDT! 1,2…and Playboy shows some resilience by kicking out.
Neal Steal-"Yahoo! Come on Playboy! The old Slop Doctor would have put Playboy away with that! He's washed up..."
David Saturn-"You call this washed up? POWERSLAM!"
Slick then scoops Playboy up and slams him to the mat! Another great show of strength by Slick but then he makes the mistake of trying to repeat it. Slick only manages to lift Pete halfway who lands on his feet. Great clothesline by Playboy knocking Slick down! Playboy goes for a BIG SPLASH but Slick rolls out the way at the last second!
David Saturn-"Slick moves! He's going for the submission!"
Neal Steal-"No!"
Slick then grabs Playboy and applies the SLICK STRETCH! The referee asks Playboy if he quits as he clutches desperately for the ropes to no avail! Playboy has no choice but to tap and Slick is the winner on his AWR debut!
WINNER BY SUBMISSION: SLICK DOCTOR
Neal Steal-"Damn it!"
David Saturn-"The happiest I've seen an AWR crowd so far! Slick Doctor is the winner! No skill you say Steal he just made this huge man submit!"
Neal Steal-"He will get burned out!"
David Saturn-"Rubbish! We will be right back in a minute!"
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The crowd is buzzing, waiting for the next exciting piece of action AWR has to offer. Suddenly, the lights in the arena go out. White noise and static fill the arena for the second time tonight. David Saturn attempts to be heard over the noise.
David Saturn-"Ladies and gentlemen, based on what we saw earlier, I believe we are about to find out who has been behind the attacks we have seen over the past few weeks."
The lights return and the white noise stops. The tron is still filled with snow-like static momentarily, then the static disappears and the mysterious question “Do you know the plan?” appears. Suddenly, pyro blasts at the top of the entrance ramp and the PA system explodes with “Say Hello” by POD. The music plays for roughly twenty seconds before an army of at least 20 security guards armed with batons appear on the stage. A figure then follows suit. The residual smoke from the pyro creates a veil making the figure unidentifiable. All that can be seen is a custom suit and a pair of sunglasses.
After a brief moment of staring into the crowd, the figure steps forward out of the smog. He removes his sunglasses, and flashes a cocky smile, revealing the unmistakable face of former NIWF star Anthony Royal. Royal instructs the guards to form an impenetrable human wall around him. As Royal struts his way to the ring, completely surrounded by the guards, the crowd reacts in mixed fashion. Roughly half the crowd is booing unmercifully. A small minority is smattering Royal with cheers and applause, while the rest of the crowd, unfamiliar with Royal, sit on their hands, waiting to see what this unknown man will do.
David Saturn-"Oh my god, that’s Anthony Royal, a former 2 time NIWF Unified Champion! But what is he doing here?"
Neal Steal-"This is great!"
Royal slowly struts to the ring, soaking in the crowd’s reaction. He makes his way to the announce table and shakes hands with Neal Steal, drawing boos from those who previously didn’t know what to make of Royal. As David Saturn rolls his eyes, Royal looks his way and rears back as if about to strike him. When Saturn flinches, Royal laughs obnoxiously and heads to the ring. He hops in and instructs his guards to get cover each side of the ting. He then demands a mic, and then stares into the crowd smiling as a small “Royal sucks” chant breaks out. Finally, Royal begins to speak.
Royal: If you would kindly quiet down, I have something I would like to say.
The crowd boos, much to the delight of Royal.
Royal: "Okay, that’s fine, I will just talk over your uninformed and ignorant barking. And by the time I say what I have to say you will all be silent, mouths agape like a baby bird waiting for sustenance. As some of you know, and some of you sadly do not, my name is Anthony Royal. Now, for the past few weeks, bodies have been dropping left and right."
Royal: "I certainly hope that the vast majority of you have at least the intellect to put two and two together and determine that the mystery assailant is indeed me. And for the half-wits out there, and I imagine there are quite a few of you, I’ll just spell it out and say simply, it was me. So now, the only question is, why? The question is what is the plan?"
Royal:"The answer is simple really, rebirth by way of death. You see, since this company was birthed not long ago, I have kept a watchful eye on the weekly happenings and what I saw made me sick. Attitude Wrestling Revival? Translated in English, this means garbage."
Royal: "I witnessed men who don’t have half the talent in their entire bodies that I have in one single strand of my gorgeous flowing hair on television, running around pretending to be superstars, while I sat at home with a bowl of chips in my lap and my hand in my pants doing absolutely nothing. And why?"
Royal:"Because they are willing to push the button, and bleed all over themselves, and speak like filthy college frat boys, while I am more interested in wrestling. Ladies and gentlemen, first and foremost I am wrestling fan, and what I am saying is this, when I heard that Silvio Megala was parting with money to hold a share of this compnay, I expected something more, and needless to say, I was disappointed."
Royal: "Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying this company has no talent, I’m just saying, there’s no one quite on my level. So this all got me thinking, just what would happen if I created a wrestling company in MY image. I mean, take a good hard look at me, I am the archetype of excellence, I am a superstar. People should be talking about me, not Hell, or Flammenkrieg, or anybody else on this roster who is just simply not as good as me."
Royal: "I belong in the spotlight, it is where I thrive, and I deserve a spotlight more than anybody on this roster. That’s when I realized, never is a person handed a spotlight, rather, they have to take it, sometimes violently. I realized this is what I would have to do. I could give the spotlight no choice but to shine on me."
Royal:"I could rip the guts out of the AWR, watch it die a slow and painful death, burn it to the ground, and like the great phoenix, from the ashes give rise to a new AWR, MY AWR, where I am the centerpiece. An AWR created in MY image. And most importantly, and AWR that can be prestigious, and can be known not for garbage and smut, but rather for world class wrestling."
Royal:"That is the plan, and it hasn’t even really been set into motion yet. My attacks over the past few weeks haven’t been to do harm or damage careers, they have been simply to show what I am capable of. Why do you think I chose the top stars this company has to offer? Not to eliminate them, but rather to show that not even the best AWR has to offer can stand in my way."
Royal: "Sorry fellas, it was nothing personal, merely a point that needed to be made at your individual expenses. When the real attempts on your careers begin, trust me, you will know The landscape is about to undergo a drastic change ladies and gentlemen, and there is nothing anybody can do to stop it. The new leader of the AWR has spoken. The era of Anthony Royal is hereby underway. Get ready for a great change."
With that, Royal’s music hits. As he exits the ring to the sound of boos, he demands his security team once again form a wall around him as he leaves the arena.
David Saturn-"Ladies and gentlemen, what does this mean for the future of the AWR?"
Neal Steal-"It means only great things Saturn, great things."
David Saturn-I can’t say I agree Steal. But ladies and gentlemen, that is all the time we have tonight, we will see you next week!