Technical Difficulties 2: Taiwan Boogaloo

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~ We open up in an airport terminal. People are in chairs, looking at their tickets, phones, books, etc. These faces are familiar to fans of the wrestling game. Many favorite superstars are milling around waiting to board the plane and to avoid over eager fans. Among them is a disgruntled Marcus Welsh sitting next to Mike Zybala. Zybala gets up to start handing out “Thank You, Dre” armbands to the wrestlers. Welsh tries to escape, but Lord Allton wheels up and glares at Welsh until he sits back down. ~

Narrator: Sometimes, life doesn't go the way you plan. You get grand ideas, try to bring people and companies together under an umbrella of harmony. Everything goes well for a while. But then the internet trolls ruin everything.

~ As Mike hands out the arm bands, he double checks with his Outsiders and people he bribed, forced, or begged that their tickets are in order. Some people are happy to be there, some only came because Zybala is footing the bill, and others ponder if they can run away. A particularly shifty eye, lime green wearing so and so keeps eyeballing the long hallways. ~

Narrator: The Straders (and the biggest fan of 4th wall breaks, Dre) wanted to do a huge OCW/PWA show in Taiwan before everything went tits up. They were so excited for the first PWA international show. So when they canceled everything, it broke Zybala's heart to see their dreams go up in flames. Zybala knew that he had to do something.

~ A flight attendant announces that they are about to begin the pre-boarding process and for people to have their tickets ready. Some people give small, sarcastic cheers as everyone starts to grab their tickets. The Lime Green OCW legend starts to grab his carry-on bag, looking back and forth between the hall and Zybala. ~

Narrator: Doing what he does best, Zybala managed to put together a tribute card of epic proportions. People wonder how he always does it. Is it 20 years of being a cool dude in the industry? Is it him being nice to everyone? Is it the money he bribes people with? Who knows. All we know is that Zybala is the king of turning Chicken Shit into Chicken Salad. Though, some people tend to get cold feet…

~ As the rest of the people start to line up to be boarded, The King of Lime Green books it! He dashes down the hall with his bag in one hand and the OCW Hall of Fame Championship in the other. Zybala yells at him that he promised! The running man yells back that drunk promises mean nothing as he turns a corner. Zybala looks dejected as Welsh laughs… until Allton runs his foot over with the wheelchair. ~

Narrator: The show must go on, however. Whether people never show up, leave at the last minute, or something breaks, Zybala will not let this tribute show be ruined. After all, after 20 years in the business, Zybala has learned that every show will have its snags. No matter how meticulous the plan is, every show will have its….

TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES!!

~We go to a live feed of The National Stadium in Taiwan!!! The crowd is hype as shit! Unlike the reserved North Korean crowd for Redacted, the Taiwanese folk are genuinely happy to be here! The Mariachi Band are on the stage, playing Nowhere Generation, the official Outsiders theme song. The crowd is digging it. Even a few of the most dedicated Yardies made the trip, holding up several “YARDIES SECTION” signs. Security is watching them VERY closely. The band finishes as applause fills the stadium. The cheers get louder as the lights go out.

A single spotlight illuminates the stage and fans cheer as Belvedere steps out. He walks down the ramp as the spotlight stays on him. The Yardies start up a "BEL-VE-DERE!" chant and the Taiwanese folk start to chant as well. Belvedere makes his way to the ring, walks up the ring steps, steps between the ropes and goes to the middle of the ring. He raises his microphone…~

Belvedere: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Technical Difficulties Two: Taiwan Boogaloo!!

~ The crowd cheers once again. The cheers get louder when fireworks start going off on the stage and around the big screen! After the fireworks stop, Belvedere raises the microphone. ~

Belvedere: Please help me welcome your color commentators for this evening…. First, our Spanish Announce Team, Outsiders Hall of Famers and tag team champions everywhere they go… Hector and Victor….THE MALVADO BROTHERS!!!

~ “Si señor" by Control Machete begins to play and shortly after the Malvado Brothers walk onto the stage wearing tuxedos style T-shirts and matching white masks with black spiral logo, They walk down the ramp, high fiving all the fans at ringside before going to the Spanish Announce Table. The Yardies start a chant of "ZERO ENGLISH!" Hector and Victor raise their hands in acknowledgement. The duo take their seats, but before they don the headsets, Victor reaches under the table and pulls out barbed wire!! The Brothers wrap it around the table and start yelling towards the backstage. Our Spanish speaking fans know they are yelling at the wrestlers to not break their table. Belvedere continues… ~

Belvedere: And joining them on the headsets….Hall of Famers… PRESIDENT DEAN, AND MIKE ZYBALA!!!

~ The Malvados take their seats as Dean and Zybala walk out. The crowd continues with the cheers! The pair are dressed all spify and make their way to the table next to The Malvados. They sit down behind the table and put on their headsets. ~

Dean: Lín-hó Suckas!! Outsiders finally gone global! We in The National Stadium in Taiwan for Technical Difficulties Two!! I'm Dean! He's Mikey Z! And this shit is off the hook!

Zybala: That's the truth, Dean. After six and a half long years, Outsiders has finally traveled outside of America, making our claim of the Outsiders World Championship legit!

Dean: And that World belt will be on the line as Peter Vaughn defends it against the woman who literally stole the contract from Fanny; Vicky Stone. Plus both sets of Tag Team Titles, Online and Outsiders, will be up for grabs in two star studded matches!

Zybala: Plus a bunch of other title matches, including the winner-take-all PWA Championships Match inside of the Brack Friday Bunduru chamber! But we will never get this show on the road just by talking about it. 

Dean: Damn right! Belvedere! Hit em with that good shit!

~ The camera cuts over to Belvedere standing in the ring. Mitch is in the corner, waving to the fans and not looking even a little high. He's dressed in khakis and a regular referee shirt. Belvedere raises the microphone as we light the fuse on this bitch! ~

WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP NUMBER ONE CONTENDER MATCH

Terry Marshall vs Alexander Marshall

Belvedere: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your opening match of the evening, and it's scheduled for one fall..

Yardies: ONE FALL!!

Belvedere: And it is a number one contender match! Introducing first….hailing from Huntington, West Virginia…. Weighing in at 311 pounds….. he is “THUNDERING” TERRY MARSHALL!!!

~ AC/DC's “Thunderstruck” blares over the speakers as Terry strides out of the back with purpose. He high fives fans on his way to the ring and starts flexing for the crowd once inside the squared circle. The hometown fans cheer as The Yardies start a drunk “TERRY!” chant. The music stops and Belvedere continues. ~

Belvedere: And his opponent…. Now bear with me, for these are all guesses from Mr. Zybala. Hailing from seemingly Hunting, West Virginia…. Weighing in at roughly 240 pounds…. He is the authority figure of Thunder Pro Wrestling…. ALEXANDER MARSHALL!!!

~ Billy Squire's classic “The Stroke” hits the speakers as the crowd immediately begins to boo. The boos turn to confusion when six little people walk out onto the ramp. They are dressed like if Mr. Perfect was an Oompa Loompa. They are The Alex Marshalls! The midgets walk down the ramp as The Yardies' cheers are drowned out by the Taiwanese crowd booing. The midgets all get in the ring as Belvedere exits. Mitch walks over to them and tells them that only one can fight. After a quick huddle, the group chooses the tallest among them, a solid 4 feet tall! The rest leave the ring as Mitch calls for the bell. ~

Dean: Yo! What happened to the real one?!

Zybala: He declined. So I gave the Alex Marshalls a pay day.

Dean: This joke is getting real old.

Zybala: I know. But Marshall is still being an ass, sooo……

~ Before either man can make a move, “Figure 8” by Trust Company hits the speakers and the Faithful lose their minds!! ~

Dean: Sucka, quit playing with the YouTube.

Zybala: ……That wasn't me.

Dean: Bullshit. Like he would ever..

Zybala: IT'S HIM!! BY GOD, IT'S CURT CANON!!

~ Indeed, Curt Canon appears from behind the curtain! The reaction is huge!! The crowd can't believe it! You can't believe it! WILL really can't believe it!! He's feeling super jealous of Outsiders right now that they got the legendary OCW Hall of Famer on the show. Canon runs down the ramp at full speed and slides under the bottom rope into the ring! His momentum takes him all the way across the ring and out the other side! Curt quickly gets to his feet and looks around the front row. He spots a group of fans with an empty seat among them. Canon walks over and makes sure the camera sees these five particular fans! All five are dressed up as the original Mighty Morphin Power Rangers!! Curt points to the seat and the Rangers nod and offer the seat for Curt! He hops over the barricade and sits with the now extra excited fans! Being a cool guy, Curt calls over a vendor and pays for the first round of beer for his new friends. ~

Zybala: How did we not notice those fans before?!

Dean: It's a big crowd, sucka. And we gots a lot of things going on.

Zybala: But they're in the front!

Dean: True, but I think everyone is distracted by The Alex Marshalls.

Zybala: Fine. But how did I not notice the group of Power Rangers!?!?!

Dean: Good point.

~ Back in the ring, The Alex looks up at Terry and charges at him with no fear! Terry laughs as he casually steps over the little person. The Alex stops and turns to take a swing at Terry, punching him right in the ass! Terry is caught off guard by the ass punch as the Oompa Loompa swings his fist, trying to hit every body part he can. Having enough of this, Terry backhands The Alex Marshall, stunning the midget. He then scoops him up for a Fallaway slam. Terry lifts his opponent high and the crowd gasps as the actual Marshall brings the imposter down hard across his knee, with a devastating backbreaker! The crowd boos, as The Yardies cheer, as Terry pushes his “brother” off of his knee. The fake Marshall falls to the mat, rolling in pain.

Terry starts doing some of his classic poses for the mostly booing crowd. The little person rolls out of the ring as one of the others quickly climbs in without Mitch or Marshall being aware! This one runs up to unleash a kick to the back of Terry's calf! The big man yelps in pain and turns around. He looks confused at the apparently quick recovery time of his foe. The new Alex Marshall takes this brief moment of hesitation to mount an assault; kicking and punching at the massive legs of The Thundering One. Terry tries to grab at the little guy, but he's a slippery so and so. “Alex” keeps attacking much to the delight of the hometown crowd, who are slowly coming around to Outsiders brand of entertainment. Terry drops to one knee, trying to cover up. “Alex” takes a moment to celebrate and panders to the crowd as his counterparts cheer him.

Big mistake! Terry quickly grabs his “brother” and stands up. He lifts the mini Alexander over his head for a powerbomb. “Marshall” struggles as he starts punching down on Terry’s head, causing the big man to stagger. The crowd is cheering “Alex” to keep up the assault as Terry stumbles back into a corner and slumps against the turnbuckles. “Alex” climbs off of his “brother” and stands on the top turnbuckle. Terry turns and swings at his orange skinned foe, but the midget ducks and grabs Terry for a D.D.T.! He leaps off the top turnbuckle, looking for a Tornado D.D.T.!! The real Marshall pushes the fake off, sending the smaller wrestler flying across the ring! He lands in front of the opposite corner where his friends are trying to encourage him to get up! ~

Dean: Got damn son! I thought this was wrestling, not midget tossing!!

Zybala: Okay, one, super inappropriate. Two, you're technically not wrong. “Alex” was literally thrown all the way across the ring.

Dean: And now his being pulled out by his buddies.

Zybala: More twin magic?

Dean: Nah. Mitch is looking right at them.

~ Mitch is indeed looking at the group. But that doesn't stop their shenanigans as they all duck down! They start climbing all over each other and rolling on the mat, scrambling each other up. They all stop and lay on the floor, panting and acting hurt. Mitch looks over at them confused. Ringside fans are pointing at different ones, trying to figure out who's the real one. Terry walks over and asks Mitch what's going on. Mitch points at the gaggle of little people on the floor, saying he doesn't know which one is the real Alex Marshall. Terry yells to just pick one! Mitch thinks about it and his face lights up with an AHA! moment. He leans over the ropes and shouts at the group. ~

Mitch: Will the real Alex Marshall please stand up?!

~ At the offices of TPW, Alexander Marshall feels compelled to stand up for some reason. Back to ringside, all the Alex Marshalls hop to their feet in unison. Mitch turns to Terry and shrugs. Terry, getting frustrated, tells Mitch that he'll just fight them all! The Alex Marshalls look shocked then excited. They all scramble up the ring steps and go to different sides of the ring. All six enter at the same time and swarm Terry! His midsection and downwards is getting attacked with kicks and punches! Terry tries to fend them all off, but he overestimated his ability to handle the numbers. Despite the size difference, The Alex Marshalls manage to get Terry to the mat! They lay into him with stomps and kicks as the fans slowly turn against them for their gangland tactics! 

The tallest one starts to direct traffic as he tells his compatriots to lift Terry. It's a struggle, but they get the 300 pounder to his knees. The one in charge sets Terry up for a suplex and tells everyone their roles. One joins him by hooking in a suplex. With great struggle, they grab each of Terry's legs as the audience wonders if they can pull whatever they're doing off. As the remaining four help lift up Marshall's feet and legs, the midgets are able to get Terry up and over for a Perfect Plex! Terry lands hard and the midgets all help to keep the legs cinched! ~

Zybala: Marshall-Plex! With teamwork, the rip-offs manage to hit Terry with his brother's signature move!!

Dean: Does that sucka even wrestle?!

Zybala: Can't you just enjoy the fun?!

Dean: Fine…. Mitch is making the count, yo!

Mitch: One!........

Two!............

NOOOO!

~ Little people fly in different directions as Terry kicks out with force! The Alex Marshalls quickly get back to their feet and swarm once again. Terry gets to his knees and tries to fight off his smaller opponents, but the numbers are still too much. The crowd is chanting “ TERRY” rhythmically to rally the now fan favorite but the taller Alex runs at Terry and hits him with a flying knee to the chin! Terry falls back to the mat as the Alex Marshalls circle around him. Instead of attacking, they start dancing around him. Soon, they start singing an Alex Marshall (Oompa Loompa) song! We can't hear it as it's drowned out by the boos of the crowd. As they dance around, they kick Terry at the end of every lyric line! Never before in wrestling has a choreographed musical number been used to such a violent degree!

The song stops and The Alex Marshalls all bow to a downed Terry. This elicits a huge chorus of boos from the fans. The midgets get in groups of three and then move to the sides of Terry. Two turn their backs to Terry as they place their feet in the hands of their partners. They shout out a count of three then perform an assisted double standing moonsault!! The two flipping Marshalls land hard on Terry’s chest! They roll out of the way as the tallest one hits the ropes. He bounces off and leaps in the air, hitting Terry with a senton splash! Terry coughs in pain as the little person crashes hard on his chest. The Alex Marshall turns over and make the cover as Mitch goes for the count.~

Mitch: One!........

Two!............

Thr…..

~ Terry kicks out as the fans breathe a collective sigh of relief. The Alex Marshalls start to argue with the ref. ~

Zybala: Despite the size difference, The Alex Marshalls are surprisingly beating down Terry..

Dean: It's still six against one, sucka! Regardless of size, the six grown ass men against one. In fact, their size gives them the advantage. 

Zybala: How so?

Dean: They're smaller and harder to reach. One on one, Ida beat all my cash on Terry. But when he challenged all six, nah son.

~ The Mini Marshalls stop bickering with Mitch and turn back to Terry. With much struggle, they roll the 300 pounder over to a corner. The tallest Alex starts to climb the turnbuckles as the other five continue with their beat down of The Thundering One. The Alex steadies himself on the top turnbuckle before mockingly pointing his arms in the air, which the crowd hates. “Alex” leaps off the turnbuckle and drives a diving elbow onto Terry's chest! Not satisfied, he gets up and ascends the ropes again. He gets up to the top, points to the air, and leaps off once more! Terry coughs and sputters from the impact but The Alex Marshalls aren't done! The group encourages their leader for one more elbow, which he is more than happy to oblige. 

He starts climbing again and perches on the top. Feeling cocky, he shouts over the booing crowd to roll Terry a little further away. The Marshalls listen and give Terry one good 360 roll away. Satisfied, “Alex” leaps off the and drives a third elbow onto Terry! The crowd boos as Terry grabs his chest and starts convulsing. He rolls to his stomach and The Alex Marshalls start kicking him again! Terry, however, starts pushing himself to all fours, shaking his whole body. Concerned, the midgets stop with the kicks and start punching and hitting forearm strikes. Terry pushes himself up to a kneeling position and the tallest Alex nails him with a closed fist!

Terry just stares at the diminutive rip off of his brother and starts to breathe heavily. WHAM! Another punch and still nothing! POW! Still nothing! KAPOW! A fourth and Terry starts to shake his head no! “Alex” goes for a fifth punch but Terry blocks it! Terry is Thundering Up much to the delight of the Taiwanese fans! One of the Marshalls hit Terry from behind and Marshall responds by spinning around on his knees to look at the perpetrator! He points at the midget while the fans shout “YOU!” The midget is then grabbed around the neck as Terry then lifts him up and chokeslams him hard to the mat!! Terry then spins around on his knees to face another midget and drops them with a stiff right!! Terry stands up as the tall Alex pushes one of his teammates at Terry, who just raises a boot to the face of the running midget! 

Three down and three to go. Terry tries to grab the tall midget, who ducks behind Mitch! Terry tries to get around the ref when Terry sees another Alex from the corner of his eye trying to climb a turnbuckle. Thundering Terry strides over and grabs the midget on the second rope from behind. Terry falls backwards and hits a release German Suplex, flipping the Alex Marshall all the way over to land hard on his stomach. Four down. ~

Dean: The real Marshall is tearing shit up!

Zybala: He's treating those little people like the movie industry of the 1930s!!

Dean: Damn, sucka. That's darker than I am!

Zybala: …. I'm not apologizing.

~ Terry grabs a fifth Marshall as he tries fleeing the ring. Since Terry is such a nice guy, he helps his opponent. The hard way. Terry lifts him over his head and throws the little person over the top rope. The Alex Marshall lands hard right in front of the Spanish Announce Table. The Malvados start yelling at Terry about not breaking the table. Terry is about to yell back but the last “Alex” attacks Terry from behind! Terry, annoyed with this charade, clenches his fists together and spins around fast! He smashes the Alex Marshall in the face with Thunder Struck and the midget is down! Terry looks down at his foe, then at the cheering crowd. He points down at the little guy and the cheers get louder. Terry runs at the ropes, bounces off, and leaps in the air! He drops a massive leg on his much smaller opponent and goes for the cover!! ~

Mitch: One!........

Two!............

THREE!!

Belvedere: Here is your winner and number one contender to the Outsiders World Championship….. “THUNDERING” TERRY MARSHALL!!

~ Terry gets up and starts kicking the little people out of the ring before allowing Mitch to raise his arm. Marshall celebrates his win and looks down the camera as he calls out Peter Vaughn before we cut to commercial. ~

~ We go back to the ring to see Belvedere all ready to go. So without further ado….~

ONLINE CHAMPIONSHIP WRESTLING TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH

Perfectly Marvelous vs The Aptitude

Belvedere: Ladies and gentlemen…the following match is scheduled for one fall…

Fans: ONE FALL

Belvedere: And it is for the vacant OCW Tag Team Championships!! Introducing first….at total combined weight of 515lbs…they are Hall of Fame team of “Perfectly” Paul Paras and “Marvelous” Mark Maurako PERFECTLY MARVELOUS!!!

~Invincible” by OK Go blares over the arena speakers. The fans go nuts as they wait for what could be argued as the best tag team in OCW history! After a long time, the cheers turn to boos when a random lady with a headset walks out and runs down to the ring. She talks with Belvedere for a bit before heading backstage. Belvedere looks upset. ~

Belvedere: I hate to be the bearer of bad news, folks, but apparently both teams are not here tonight.

~ Boos rain down from the crowd. Curt Canon and his new Power Rangers are particularly angry. They're standing and throwing garbage towards the ring…. Wait… was Curt wearing green spandex pants? … it doesn't matter. Belvedere calmly waits for the audience to settle down before he continues. ~

Belvedere: Due to some computer malfunction from the airlines, both teams were flown to Australia, the host of the first Technical Difficulties

~ More boos. ~

Belvedere: However, I have been told that, as a consolation, we are allowed to show the Prison Yard Match from Stainless Steel Ride between both aforementioned teams. If you will, please turn your attention towards the “borrowed” WelshTron 3000.

~ The fans boo even louder as the big screen comes to life as it starts playing the old match. We open up in the prison the pay-per-view took place in. We are in the gen-pop where the convicts reside. A pair of hands extend through the rectangular hole. A second pair extend a few cells down…despite being partners, these two have been kept away from one another. Cuffs are applied to both individuals. One cell opens first. TIO emerges with the OCW Tag Title around his waist. He’s led down Prison Row. The guard then signals toward Meyhu’s cell. It opens and Meyhu steps out with the Tag and Savage titles around his waist. He’s led several yards behind TIO down prison row as the Tag Team Champions are preparing for their defense. We cut back to the Rodeo Arena~

Smith: Here we go, Hood. The return we’ve all been waiting for…the return of Perfectly Marvelous!

Hood: Do you think these prisoners are going to shit all over them like they have all the other ‘popular’ wrestlers?

Smith: I would hope not…after everything these two have accomplished, I’d think they’ve earned the respect of everyone…even convicted murderers!

Hood: That includes Bifford!

Smith: Well, that’s a complicated history I dare not go into.

~Aptitude! Aptitude! Aptitude! The chant fills the Louisiana air. The prisoners are as excited as they’ve been all afternoon. Their heroes, The Aptitude, are on the cusp of defeating greatness. The chants grow in tenor and cadence. It seems nothing will slow them down until…~

              ~BOOOOOOOOMMMM!!~

~ a BLAST of red and blue pyro from all around the top of the Rodeo Arena shoots into the air! The crowd OUTSIDE the pen goes wild. The crowd inside looks up in awe…they haven’t seen fireworks in years~

“When they finally come to destroy the earth, they’ll have to go through you first...”

~“Invincible” by OK Go blares over the arena speakers. The prisoners boo when they realize what’s happening. Paras and Maurako step out from behind the curtain. Maurako shakes his head at the ignorance of the crowd. Paras studies their behavior and finds it unique but CLASSIC OCW nonetheless. They exit the squared tunnel and stand atop the dirt. The fans continue to boo…one fan, in particular, is especially hate filled in the face of their presence. He has his nose up against the Plexiglas and is yelling “FUCK YOU FUCKERS! BIG BIFFORD ALL THE WAY! BEST CHAMP EVER! BEST HALL OF FAMER EVER…WAY BETTER THAN YOU TWO ---GOTS!” Paras and Maurako are observing his behavior, calmly~

Smith: Oh my…sorry for the language everybody…these, umm, fans can get carried away at times.

Hood: Big Bifford was a badass…too bad he escaped from prison…he might have been in attendance for this!

Smith: Nope, instead he’s chasing Dangerous Dan around the world with murderous intent

Hood: Haha, good old Bifford!

~Paras and Maurako share a look. As always, they are on the same page. They head toward the fan. Maurako kneels and turns his hands into a ‘step’…Paras steps up and reaches for the top of the Plexiglas. He pulls up and reaches over, grabbing the Bifford fan/prisoner by the hair. Displaying tremendous strength, he dead lifts the guy up and over the Plexiglas, tossing him to the dirt. The prisoner THUDS into the ground and gasps for air. Paras hops down, landing safely. Maurako stands and turns, staring at the fan…Paras rises behind him, focusing his attention onto the unruly prisoner as well. The crowd is still booing them, but not nearly as aggressive~

Smith: For those of you concerned at home…let me just relay this information…that ‘fan’ is a man by the name of Cliff Cipola!

Hood: So?

Smith: I’m not finished…he’s in here for murder, arson and, worst of all, being a Bifford fan

Hood: That’s a hefty list

~Maurako moves for Cipola. He pulls him up and lifts the man into the jackknife position. Paras runs for the ring…he hops onto the apron and jumps onto the middle rope…he springs off and KNEES the poor schmuck in the face!! The prisoner falls to the ground. Dust kicks up…Paras lands on one knee and plants his fist into the ground. He slowly rises as Maurako looks down at the victim of their devastating finisher. The crowd of prisoners go silent. It’s eerie…the dust begins to clear, revealing to all in attendance the severity of their actions. A broken man lies at their feet~

Smith: These fans are liable to get angry…they’ve just demolished one of their fellow inmates!

Hood: We might have just set a record for the quietest prison crowd ever!

Smith: Perhaps

~Suddenly, as if cued by the OCWtron…they place ERUPTS with cheers. They have been converted…the prisoners adore PM! “PM!” chants fill the arena. Maurako and Paras head into the ring…they are now ready for action~

Smith: I guess that makes sense…appeal to these fans in the one manner they understand

Hood: Surely they aren’t going to RAPE that guy

Smith: I’m talking about violence

Hood: Oh, whew, okay

~The chants for PM continue to pour down. They are eager, fresh and ready. “Run This Town” by Jay Z, Kanye West, and Rihanna begins to play. The crowd stops the PM chants. A slow, heavy “AP-TI-TUDE” chant fills the arena. Maurako and Paras nod to it as if to say “Alright, no big deal.” An armored vehicle drives in from behind the curtain. It approaches the ring. It comes to a stop. We then hear a loud ‘BEEP, BEEP’. It isn’t coming from the vehicle…it’s coming from above. Paras and Maurako look up…a detached prison cell is being lowered by a giant crane. Slowly, it’s dropped to the dirt, several feet away from ringside. A few OCW officials climb on top and release the hook. The crane lifts back up, out of sight. They hop off the roof and inspect everything. The door is shut and one man looks at his watch with a timer set. While he watches a countdown, the two back doors to the armored vehicle open~

Smith: Here we go, Hood! The match some people think could surpass the main event in terms of pageantry, competition and, well, altering the overall landscape of OCW!

Hood: Fuck yes…you’ve got the past against the present…you don’t get to see these matches all that often

Smith: Two of the greatest tag teams in OCW history

Hood: No fucking doubt

~Meyhu emerges first. His feet hit the ground and he’s led up the steps by a guard. TIO is next…he follows in Meyhu’s footsteps…both men are now in the ring with their hands and ankles cuffed. The crowd continues to chant Aptitude. Belvedere clears his throat, quieting them down~

Belvedere: Ladies and gentlemen…the following match is a Prison Cell Match! And it is for the OCW Tag Team Championships!! If a competitor or competitors are locked inside that cell, they must remain INSIDE the cell for two minutes. The first team to score a pin fall OR submission wins. Introducing first…the challengers…at a total combined weight of 515lbs…they are former OCW Tag Team Champions…they have held pretty much every title in OCW history…they are both two time OCW Hall of Famers…everybody please welcome back to OCW….PERFECTLY MARVELOUS!!!

~The prisoners can’t help it…they lose their shit. It’s PM! They are back in OCW! What an unbelievable sight. Both Maurako and Paras keep their attention focused on what’s important…Meyhu and TIO. TIO half smiles, enjoying the moment. Meyhu is unmoved, when he looks at PM he merely sees two old men standing in his way~

Belvedere: And their opponents…at a total combined weight of 475lbs…they own almost every title in OCW….they are the current reigning and defending OCW Tag Team Champions….they are….THE APTITUDE!!!

~The chants again shift to the Aptitude as they are heavily favored in the ‘prisoner’ demographic. Belvedere removes TIO and Meyhu’s belts…he struggles but manages to exit the ring with three belts in his arms. Meyhu and TIO have their cuffs removed. The guards exit the ring. We hear a click…the two minutes are up and the gate unlocks itself. The OCW official timing the device gives someone a ‘thumb up’ and hurries out of sight. The bell sounds…the arena erupts with cheers…cheers are heard from outside the prison…the entire state of Louisiana seems to be on their feet. This is one of the greatest moments in OCW history~

Smith: Can you feel it? I’ve got goosebumps, Hood!

Hood: Hated those books as a kid

Smith: When you talk about Tag Team wrestling in OCW…the list begins with Perfectly Marvelous…they are, undoubtedly the greatest team in OCW.

Hood: Sure, I’ll buy that

Smith: The Aptitude have placed themselves into the conversation, in my opinion. They are as dominant as any team in OCW.

Hood: Yea…I’d put them probably fourth…Sex and Violence are obviously number two

Smith: Obviously…Parker and Kelley were as good a team as this business has ever seen

Hood: And, well, Awe.Some would be third, in my opinion

Smith: Yea, absolutely…and then Aptitude fourth?

Hood: Yep…with Extremely Dangerous a narrow fifth

Smith: Can’t argue with that list…some great names and given that PM has returned…perhaps, in the future we can see more legendary match ups with Awe.Some, Extremely Dangerous, and Sex and Violence involved!

Hood: I never thought I’d see Paras back in an OCW ring so, well, I guess anything can happen

Smith: Indeed!

~The four men approach each other, squaring off in the center of the ring. Scruff leans back against the ropes nodding his head with a look on his face that says, “cool”. Meyhu is standing in front of Maurako…Paras in front of TIO. Meyhu is the first to openly talk shit. TIO backs him up. Paras retorts with something calmly insightful. Maurako is the only one remaining silent…his eyes, however, won’t shut up…they are hurling insults toward TIO~

Smith: I think Mario may explode

Hood: He looks fucking pissed…

Smith: Indeed…that Italian temper is about to overflow

~Mario suddenly reaches forward and pie faces TIO! Meyhu and Paras are both taken back by the action. Mario rushes forward and begins to pummel TIO in the head with overreaching, clubbing right fists. TIO staggers into a corner as the crowd goes wild. Mario drills him again and again and again and again in the head. TIO’s black hair flails around…the once pristine ponytail is all disheveled and in danger of being vanquished. Meyhu shrugs and looks at Paras…the two begin to duke it out in the center of the ring. It’s an all-out brawl much to the delight of the blood thirsty prisoners in attendance~

Smith: And war has broken out here in Angola! These four men couldn’t contain themselves any longer!

Hood: I don’t blame Aptitude…they’ve been locked up all fucking day for some unknown reason. PM…well, it appears you can just call Maurako PM…S!

Smith: Not your best

Hood: Yes, I know. It’s fucking hot out here, get off me

~Meyhu has Paras reeling against the ropes. He drills him with a right hand…Paras tips over the top rope, nearly going over…but he’s able to hold on and return to the canvas, landing on his feet. Meyhu, frustrated, backs up and charges forward with a clothesline…Paras ducks and lifts Meyhu over the top rope onto the dirt!! Meyhu lands on his legs and falls over, onto his side! TIO is slouched in the corner…Maurako lifts him up and places his former stablemate on the top turnbuckle. He then climbs to the second rope and drills TIO with a right haymaker! TIO falls off the top, SLAMS into the apron, ricochets off and hits the dirt with a thud! Paras, while breathing heavily, stands upright. Maurako hops off the buckle and heads for the center of the ring…Paras meets him there…the two legends look around the cleared ring and nod with approval as the fans chant “PM! PM!”~

Smith: They have cleaned house! There’s no ring rust surrounding those two!

Hood: Nope, they came ready to fight…but are we really shocked? Did anybody think Maurako and Paras would accept this match and NOT show up fully prepared?

Smith: Excellent point, they aren’t two time OCW Hall of Famers due to luck. It took skill, preparation, and dedication to accomplish the stellar resumes their names proudly display.

Hood: But, having said that…they’d better wake the fuck up and stay on top of TIO and Meyhu…those two aren’t headlining tonight’s show due to luck, either

Smith: Nope, they are very much the best OCW has to offer at this point in time

~PM splits and slides out of the ring. Paras snares a stirring Meyhu by the hair, pulling him to his feet. On the other side of the ring, TIO is seated against the steel steps, looking quite bedraggled. He looks up and spots Maurako and holds his hands up, an act of mercy. Maurako has none. He swings a kick forward, right into TIO’s chest!! TIO coughs and falls to the side, half under the blanket hanging from the apron. On the other side, Paras is delivering several quick palm strikes to the side of Meyhu’s face. Meyhu backs up against the apron. Paras tosses a mule kick into his gut! Meyhu bends over…Paras lifts a knee…Meyhu sways back, his bottom sliding up onto the apron…Paras grabs Meyhu’s legs and yanks him off the apron…the back of Meyhu’s head and shoulders hit the dirt. Paras starts to swing Meyhu but, before making a full rotation he SLAMS Meyhu’s body into the apron!! Paras lets go and Meyhu hits the ground wincing in pain~

Smith: So far this has been a showcase of PM’s skills – a reminder to fans of who they are and why they are so highly regarded.

Hood: No shit…fucking TIO and Meyhu are going to be the walking dead by the main event if this keeps up

Smith: Indeed…this does not bode well for either man. Although, I guess it is fortuitous that they are BOTH competing in this match…keeps either man from obtaining an unfair advantage

Hood: I guess…where is CJ? Why isn’t he in this match?

Smith: He had his legendary challenge!

~Paras pulls Meyhu to his feet and drags him around the steps to the back of the ring (from our view). The prison cell is located there. Maurako emerges with TIO…it’s obvious the two legends have the same idea. They meet in front of the cell and look at one another…they look at their opponents and have to make a quick decision. Maurako throws rock, Paras throws paper…Maurako snaps his fingers in frustration. Paras slings Meyhu into the cell…Meyhu grabs both sides of the cell with his hands, blocking full entry. Paras slams a few forearms into Meyhu’s back, weakening his grip. Meyhu, getting a sense of where Paras is located do to the forearms, throws a back kick…it nails Paras right in the gut! Paras staggers, doubling over. Meyhu pushes his body away from the cell…he turns around and in one fluid motion lifts a knee into Paul’s face, knocking the Perfect One into the dirt!! The crowd gives Meyhu a strong reaction. Maurako looks down at his fallen partner and goes after Meyhu~

Smith: Meyhu knew if he got locked in that cage this match would be OVER

Hood: Well, it’s only two minutes…I think TIO could last two minutes of double teaming

Smith: Against certain teams perhaps…but against Perfectly Marvelous? Doubtful

Hood: Part of me does think Meyhu should just sit in the cell and shut the door…I mean I dig the Tag Titles as much as the next guy…but the OCW Title is and always has been the top prize in this company

Smith: Meyhu is a collector…he collects achievements, championships, accolades…there’s no way he’d forfeit any title

~Maurako hooks Meyhu in a Full Nelson! Meyhu tries to fight out of it…Maurako has it locked in! He shakes Meyhu around. The crowd is going wild, experiencing flashbacks to Maurako’s previous runs when La Omerta won Finisher of the Month. A hand suddenly appears out of nowhere, delivering a LOW BLOW between Maurako’s legs!! Mario releases Meyhu, falling to his knees. Meyhu stumbles forward, grabbing at his shoulders in pain. TIO rises behind Maurako…he takes a few steps back and then runs forward kicking Mario in the back of the head!! Mario’s head jolts, violently forward…he falls, face down into the dirt…both members of PM are now laying in the dirt~

Smith: What a drastic turn of events! The Aptitude were being dealt with early on but now…now they have flipped the script

Hood: Flipped the script…where did that saying come from? Do people really read scripts…hate what they are reading and then flip the damn thing over?

Smith: I don’t know, Hood. It’s just a saying…an idiom…no need to do any…put your phone away! No Googling during Stainless Steel Ride!

Hood: Fuck…we’ve got, like, no reception out here. Louisiana sucks

~Meyhu looks to be recovered from his brief encounter with La Omerta. He stomps on Maurako, angrily. TIO spots Paras rising to his feet. He charges in and kicks Paras in the side of the head, knocking him back over! The Aptitude are in total control, stomping and kicking on the bodies of Maurako and Paras. Dust fills the atmosphere due to all the outside friction….. then the screen goes to a black 404 error screen!!!

Boos fill The National Stadium as everyone is pissed. It wasn't a real match but it was better than nothing! Zybala and Dean are wondering what the hell happened. They're yelling into their headsets. We see the ring side Belvedere hold a hand over his ear and nod. He gets in the ring, and the boos cease as the fans hope for an answer. ~

Belvedere: Sorry about that, folks. Apparently, the file that Mr. Welsh sent Mr. Zybala was a bit outdated, hence the technical difficulties. However, I've been told we are ready for the next match!

~ This gets cheers from the fans as they want live action. ~

OUTSIDERS TAG TEAM TITLES MATCH

Max Rotten/Gilbert [c] vs Crash Rodriguez/Mattie Knox Jr.

Belvedere: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall.

Yardies: ONE FALL!

Belvedere: And it is for the Outsiders Tag-Team Titles!! Introducing first ….. at a combined weight of “all the awesome that you're not”.... hailing from your mother's bedroom…. They are Crash Rodriguez and Mattie Knox Jr.!!! THE CROOKED BANDITS!!!!

~ The lights dim as the screen and the speakers kick on with this jam!

A confused Crash Rodriguez and Matt Knox Jr walk onto the stage. That's not their team name or music. Was this another technical mistake or is Zybala squeezing in advertisements as entrances. Or maybe Crash never had the right theme song at an Outsiders show. The fans boo as the teammates walk and talk about the mix ups. Maybe they wouldn't have happened if some people gave links to profiles and the like… Regardless, the music stops and lights come back on when the pair reaches the ring. ~

Belvedere: And their opponents…. weighing in at 400 pounds….. hailing from where all Rob characters reside….. They are the Outsiders Tag Team Champions….MAXIMUM GILLY!!!

~ "Welcome to Hell" by Venom hits the speakers and the fans are a mix of cheers and boos. They like Gilbert, but loathe Rotten. As the drums of the song really kick in, Max and Gilbert step out from behind the curtain and make their way down to the ring. Max is swinging around his tag title while Gilbert proudly carries his belt on his shoulder. Gilbert high-fives the ringside fans and takes a pause at Curt and The Rangers. Gilly shrugs and high-fives them as well. Canon seems to be wearing white gloves now… don't ask me why. The champs get in the ring as the music stops. Mitch gets handed the belts and shows them to Knox and Crash. He then hands the titles to Belvedere, then calls for the bell. ~

Dean: Are they any special stips to this match?

Zybala: I don't think so. I was so busy trying to get this show together that I didn't even think of any special match types…

Dean: So it's all normal shit?

Zybala: Yeah…

Dean: Sucka, I feel dirty.

Zybala: Damn, I do too.

~ Gilbert and Knox go into their respective corners as Crash and Max start the match. Crash and Max both leave the ring simultaneously and grab chairs! The crowd cheers as both team’s rules breakers get back into the ring and square off!! Mitch gets between the two and starts telling them that this match has rules! Crash looks confused as Outsiders matches usually have no rules. Rotten looks as if he may shed a tear over the fact that he can't get super violent. Both reluctantly toss their chairs out of the ring before looking at each other. Crash quickly punches Max with a closed fist to the face! Rotten returns the favor with gusto! To the delight of the crowd, both men start punching each other in the face over and over!

The delight is soured when Mitch gets between the pair again and splits them up. He reminds them that closed fists are illegal. Max starts yelling that he's a fighter while Crash argues that he is always violent in Outsiders. Mitch shrugs and points at Zybala, as if passing the blame. Max and Crash both look at Zybala and flip him off! Max uses the moment of solidarity to blindside Crash and get him in a bulldog style headlock from behind! He starts to give Crash noogies, that is until Rodriguez gives him a kick to the back of his knee! Max’s leg buckles and he releases Rodriguez. Crash tries to grab Rotten but he turns around too quickly and pushes Rodriguez back. Crash is fast to regain his footing and is about to attack, but Rotten yells to Mitch that Knox is trying to get in the ring!

Mitch turns, and sees a confused Knox Jr. just standing in his corner, unsure of why Rotten said what he did. With Mitch's back turned, Max quickly pokes Crash in the eyes!! The Crooked Man is temporarily blinded as he cries out in pain, stumbling backwards and bumps into the ropes. Rotten swiftly darts forward and grabs him in a front headlock before Mitch can turn back around and see any wrong doing. The crowd boos the illegal action. Rotten squeezes tightly on the head of Crash as Mitch leans over and checks the legality of the hold. He signals it's a clean move and starts to ask Crash if he wants to quit. Seeing the ref distracted, Max reaches and grabs the top rope for more leverage!! The fans boo and Mitch notices the cheating out of the corner of his eye! He stands and starts yelling at Max, who releases the rope and feigns innocence. ~

Zybala: Max cheated too much too soon and Mitch caught him. If he isn't careful, he may earn Outsiders first dq.

Dean: Yeah, but Gilly and him will still keep the titles.

Zybala: Good point.

Dean: I know. That's why I said it, sucka!

~ As Mitch is yelling at Rotten for grabbing the ropes, Crash drives a knee up into Max's crotch! Rotten releases the headlock and cries out in pain as he cups himself. Mitch turns to yell at Crash while Max falls to his knees in pain. Crash tries to tell Mitch that he hit the midsection and before the ref can argue back, Max backhands Crash in the groin with a swift strike! While The Yardies cheer this, the Taiwanese folk do not appreciate the antics. Neither does Mitch. He starts yelling at Crash and Max about this match actually having rules. The wrestlers look at each other with pain and anger in their eyes and began fighting once more; this time on their knees!

Closed fists are smashing against facial parts as Max and Crash brawl like it's a MMA fight! Mitch, having enough, steps in between the two and yells at them to tag in their partners! Crash is confused while Max starts arguing with Mitch. Mitch responds by starting a five count. Still unsure, Crash slowly makes his way over to tag in Knox Jr. while Rotten still argues. Gilbert calls for his partner to just listen while Rotten asks if Mitch is serious. Mitch just points to Gilbert and Rotten eventually relents and tags his partner in. The Taiwanese crowd applauds as Mitch brings some decorum to the match. ~

Dean: Well, damn. This gotta be a first.

Zybala: Seriously. I think Mitch just punished Crash and Max with a time out!

~ Gilly and Knox Jr. get in the ring and lock up. Gilbert surprises everyone by pulling Knox Jr. into a side headlock. He goes for the takedown but Junior slips free, taking an arm and twisting Gilbert into a rear hammerlock. Gilbert yelps in pain, but still tries to throw an elbow at Junior's face, but Knox avoids the blow, snaking his head up under Gilly's arm and lifts him up for a Hammerlock backdrop! Gilbert hits the mat as Max starts yelling at him to find his killer instinct and quit being a pussy! Knox gets to his feet and mocks Max by repeating him in a condescending tone.

Gilly slowly rolls to his feet, trying to shake the tingling sensation in his arm as he and Knox circle each other. The two approach once again and lock up, this time Knox pulling Gilly into a side headlock and whipping him to the mat. Gilbert sits up, and attempts to latch a leg around the Junior’s head, but he slips free and both men get back to their feet. The two lock up, Gilly gets a little revenge as he takes Knox Jr. down with yet another side headlock. Knox tried what Gilbert did with the same results, as the scrawny Outsider slips free of an attempted headscissor lock. They both get to their feet and Knox initiates another headlock takedown only for the process to repeat once more. Both get to their feet, determination bristling on their faces. The crowd is a mix as some appreciate the back and forth, while others want to see something different than a side headlock takedown. 

The two lock up once more, only for Knox to pull Gilly in for a steep hip-toss, but Gilbert flips with it, landing on his feet!! The crowd goes bananas as something other than a headlock has happened! Gilly looks surprised that he actually landed while Max yells to snap out of it. Knox tries to go after Gilly, who hits a swift back kick to his opponent’s gut! Knox doubles over, staggering back with a groan as Gilbert rushes to the nearby ropes, rebounds, leaps up, and drills Knox face first to the canvas with a facebuster, followed by a rollover and pin! Mitch gets in position but Knox quickly throws a shoulder up, breaking the pin.~

Zybala: Very surprising offense from Gilbert. He actually has Knox on the proverbial back foot.

Dean: Maybe all that time with Rotten has finally been paying off.

Zybala: Do you think Knox can tag out to catch his breath, or is Crash still on time out?

~ Knox pushes Gilbert off of him and the two roll apart and straight to their feet. Knox turns to Gilly and lands a hard chop to the chest that freezes The Human Pipe Cleaner in place. Before Golly can even react, Knox follows the first chops with a second one that sends Gilbert tumbling backwards. Knox grips Gilly's arm and pulls him into a standing wrist lock, then twists and cranks it even tighter. Gilbert remains doubled over, yelping in pain while Max tells him to man the fuck up. Following up on the advantage, Junior goes for a third twist and yank, only for Gilbert to awkwardly do a somersault front flip to lessen the arm tension. The fans give a small applause for the basic gymnastics, but cheer when Gilbert jumps up and hits a standing Enziguri to the side of Knox's head! The force is enough to cause Junior to release Gilbert's arm and stagger backward! 

Gilbert regains his footing while shaking out his arm as he turns towards his corner. Max is begging to be let in. Gilly makes his way to tag his partner but a recovered Knox quickly hits Gilly in the back of the head with a forearm! The crowd boos! Gilbert stumbles forward and Max reaches out, but Knox pulls Gilbert away just in time. Max's hand sweeps through the air where Gilbert was and he swears in frustration. Knox drags Gilbert to his side of the ring by bull rushing Gilly into the corner with a spear! Crash backs away a bit as Gilly is slammed into the corner! Knox starts to drive shoulder after shoulder into his opponent's ribcage. Gilly is having trouble catching his breath. In desperation, he responds by throwing some clobbering forearms into Knox's back. They drive Knox to one knee, allowing Gilbert a break as he is gasping for air, clutching at his ribcage.

Taking advantage of the situation, Crash smacks the back of Gilbert's head! Mitch runs over to yell at Crash about not being legal, and Gilly looks like he wants to have words with Crash as well. Knox takes advantage by popping to his feet and throwing a kick to the side of Gilbert's head with a step up enziguri of his own! Gilbert slumps in the corner as Knox tags in Crash, who enters the ring. The two men pull Gilbert out of the corner, grab a side as if to whip him to the other side, but pull him hard into their turnbuckles. Mitch starts administering a five count as Knox and Crash start kicking Gilly in the corner much to the fans dismay. The pair pull Gilbert out of the corner and set him up for a double chokeslam when Mitch intervenes, telling Knox Jr. he needs to leave the ring right now or face disqualification. Junior holds up his hands in compliance and walks to his corner.

As Knox steps through the ropes, Gilly tries to use the distraction to slip past Crash, when Junior suddenly comes in from behind, giving Gilbert a blindspot clothesline!! The scrawny man is down, as Crash stomps away at him, working to do as much damage as possible as the crowd boos. Knox Jr., meanwhile, has turned back and gone onto the apron, taking up the typical spot for a tag-team partner, all the while getting told off by Mitch. Rotten is furious and tries to come in, but Knox points him out to the referee. Mitch runs over, telling Max to back off. Meanwhile, with the ref distracted, Crash has picked up Gilbert, only to deliver a low knee, bending him over in agony!! Crash then drags Gilbert with him over to the corner, reaching out and tagging in his partner. As Crash holds Gilly forward into the ropes, Knox uses the apron to hit Gilbert with a swinging knee lift on ropes!!! Gilbert falls back into the ring, stunned, as Mattie Knox Jr. uses the ropes to spring himself over, splashing onto the scrawny wrestler! He makes the cover, with Mitch coming over to make the count! ~

Mitch: One…..

Two……

~ Rotten rushes in and pushes Knox Jr. off of Gilbert to break up the pin! He starts kicking away at Knox Jr. but is stopped by Mitch, who forces him back to his corner. ~

Zybala: Max saving the tag belts for his team right there.

Dean: Nah, I think Gilly could have kicked out.

Zybala: He got flattened by the springboard splash!

Dean: When was the last time anyone won with that kinda move? Huh?!

Zybala: I don't know. Not that I've seen.

Dean: Exactly! I know my shit, sucka!

~ Rotten is now angrily pacing in his corner, really wanting to be in there at this point. Knox Jr. mockingly pulls Gilly up to his feet and drags him close to Max's corner. He then points Gilbert's arm towards Rotten, telling him how close he is. Crash laughs at his partner's antics. The fans, not so much. The Yardies in the crowd start a “GIL-BERT!” chant to try to rally the guy. Knox Jr. starts to pull Gilly back towards Crash, but Gilbert starts fighting, trying to break free, trying to reach out towards Rotten!! Rotten leans over the top rope, begging for his partner to make the tag! Mattie struggles for a moment before managing to block Gilbert. He sets him up in a reverse headlock, lifts him up, driving him backwards with a reverse suplex!! The fans boo as Gilbert hits the mat hard. Knox grabs him by the leg and drags him over to Crash, making another tag. ~

Zybala: The challengers are using quick tags to stay nice and fresh.

Dean: Man, I've been in the bathroom after Crash got done using it. Ain't nothing fresh there.

Zybala: T.M.I. dude.

Dean: I'm just saying…

~ Rotten, seeing things starting to go bad again, comes through the ropes, wanting to rush to save his little buddy. His foot gets hung up at first, but finally manages to get through the ropes… just in time for Mitch to come and yell at him once again! Crash and Knox Jr. laugh at Rotten as they drag Gilbert to his feet. However, Gilbert has a quick adrenaline spike and hits a double uppercut between his opponent's legs to the delight of the fans!! Rotten, seeing his Gilly do this over Mitch's shoulder, steps between the ropes and yelling for Gilbert to fucking crawl! The crowd is firmly behind Gilbert as he drags himself on his hands and knees toward his corner.

Crash, seeing this and apparently not getting hit as hard as Mattie did, goes to grab Gilbert. He drags Gilbert up to his feet by the scruff of the neck and swings a mighty right fist! But Gilbert ducks under, and using all of his strength that his gym workouts have given him, lifts Crash up on his shoulders, startling The Crooked Man! The stadium goes crazy as Gilbert then drops Crash with the Drop that is Samoan!! Crash is down, stunned, as Gilly starts to crawl towards a now frenzied Max!! Rotten is psyched at what he's witnessed. Knox Jr., still hurting from his balls being uppercutted, tries to crawl over nonetheless to stop Gilly. The “GILBERT” chant is louder than ever as he and Max reach out......

AND THE TAG IS MADE!!~

Zybala: Gilbert made it! After what has to be the surprise move of the year with that Samoan Drop, Gilly makes it to Max!

Dean: I think we can only call it The Drop. I don't think Gilly is Samoan.

Zybala: But that's the name of the move.

Dean: I ain't supporting no cultural appropriation!

~ Max runs across the ring, stepping on Crash in the process, to where Mattie is trying to get up. Max clotheslines him back down to the mat! Max has one waiting for Crash when he gets up! Mattie gets up again and Max charges at him. Knox ducks and Max huts the ropes, coming back with another clothesline, but Junior ducks again. Max keeps running and charges at Crash who is getting up again. Crash, like his partner, ducks the clothesline. Max hits the ropes again, and is met with a boot to the gut from Crash on his bounce back! Crash then hits a massive headbutt, rocking Max, then calls a recovering Mattie over. The two set Rotten up for a double suplex, but don't notice a flying Gilbert from the top rope! Gilly hits a crossbody that knocks everyone to the mat! It's a pile of bodies and this seems to have made the fans forget about their earlier anger at the technical mistakes.

Crash is the first to his feet as he tries to stop Rotten from getting up, swinging away at him with clubbing blows to the back. But Rotten forces his way to his feet, then lashes out himself with stiff forearm shots! The two men go back and forth when Rotten nails a nasty forearm to Crash's jaw, stunning him! Max grabs Crash’s arm and pulls him in for a short arm lariat!! Crash goes down, as Mattie is back to his feet, charging at Rotten, only to be caught and spun into a powerslam from Max!! The big man looks fired up, although he spares a concerned look at Gilbert, who is slowly getting back to his feet. Mitch is yelling for the non legal men to get out of the ring. ~

Dean: Things have really broken down here.

Zybala: This is actually rather tame by Outsiders standards…

Dean: Then make a match stipulation next time, sucka!

Zybala: You try doing this shit while sleep deprived and a newborn baby with thrush!

~ Zybala's sudden fourth wall outburst stuns Dean to a temporary silence. Back in the ring, Crash gets back to his feet, hitting a standing dropkick on the distracted Max! It pushes Max into the ropes and Crash advances. Gilly jumps on Rodriguez's back, but Crash flings him over his shoulder, dropping Gilbert to the ground in front of him, driving the wind from Gilbert's lungs! Crash brings Gilbert back to his feet, then jumps for an enziguri, but Rotten pulls Gilbert out of the way! Crash's foot flies in front of Gilbert's face, missing him by mere millimeters! avoiding a painful blow! Missing the move, Crash lands on the mat, and before he can recover, Max leaps up to drop his weight back-first onto The Crooked Man!! Rotten tells Gilbert to watch Crash for a minute as he walks over to Mattie Knox Jr..

Max grabs Knox, picks him up and throws him between the ropes and from the ring! Mattie hits the floor just in front of the Spanish Announce Table! Victor and Hector get up and mean mug stare at the junior Knox (allegedly. Crash only told me to book this person.) as he rolls in pain. They are almost daring him to touch their table. When Knox Junior's elbow lightly grazes the side of the table, The Malvados lose their minds! They start yelling in Spanish and throwing stuff on the table around before they eventually drag Knox Jr. in front of Zybala and Dean's table before returning to their table, carefully avoiding the barbed wire.

Back in the ring, Max turns back toward Crash, who slowly pushes his way back to his feet, regardless of Gilbert's feeble attempts to keep him down. Once standing, Crash swiftly kicks Gilbert, doubling him over, and sets him up for a Crash Landing vertebreaker! Gilly is upside down and Crash is about to drop him when Max runs in with a big boot!! Crash falls, but unfortunately for the champs, he hits the Crash Landing on Gilbert! With both Crash and Gilbert out on the mat, Max looks more annoyed than anything as he pushes Gilly from the ring. Mitch seems happy that it's one on one again. Max picks up Crash and sets him up for a Rotten Bomb. He lifts his challenger up, but Crash is fighting back! He is hitting the top of Max's head with a flurry of fists. ~

Dean: Crash tryin’ to stay in the fight!

Zybala: Mattie Knox Junior is still in front of us. If Max hits this, it could be all she wrote!

~ Crash delivers a particularly hard punch to the head that staggers Max, allowing Rodriguez to wiggle free! Max is a little loopy as Crash gets poised to attack. He waits until Rotten turns before charging at him! Max quickly counters by tossing Crash up in the air and hits a pop up Rotten Bomb! Crash hits the canvas hard as Rotten quickly covers him! ~

Mitch: One…..

Two……

ThreeNOOO!!!

~ The crowd boos as Crash gets his shoulder up at the last second. Max is frustrated and covers Crash again, hooking both legs this time. ~

Mitch: One…..

Two……

~ Crash kicks out once more and Max lets out an expletive. He stands up and drags Crash to his feet. Crash manages to push Rotten away, causing him to knock into Mitch! The ref stumbles to his butt as Crash runs over and kicks Max in between the legs again!! Rotten doubles over and Crash goes for a D.D.T.! Despite his immense pain, Max does his best to stay standing, wrapping his arms around Crash's torso. He tries lifting Crash, but it's Rodriguez’s turn to counter. He wraps his leg around Rotten's. The two stumble and fight until they end up against the ropes. Crash manages another eye poke, blinding Max!! Boos fill the arena as Crash quickly sets Max up for the Total Loss! Before Crash can hit his version on the Cross Rhodes, Gilbert hops on the apron and punches Crash in the back of the head! ~

Dean: Gilly with the distraction! Though it may have only just annoyed Crash with those noodle arms of his.

Zybala: Distraction nothing! Crash is out!! Look!

Dean: What the hell, sucka?!?! There's no way Gilbert's that strong!

Zybala: Wait! What does he have in his hand?!

~ Gilbert drops something from his hand to the floor below. As he goes into his corner, the camera looks at the object. It's brass knuckles!! The crowd cheers Gilbert's cheating because everyone likes Gilly. Crash is out as Max recovers his eyesight. He is confused as he looks around from Crash to Gilly. Gilbert just shouts “killer instinct!” at him before Max smirks and drags Crash up. After hitting him with another Rotten Bomb, Max goes over to Mitch getting up from the mat to make sure he's alert. Mitch gives a thumbs up. Max then goes to Gilbert and tags him in, saying he's earned it. Gilly starts to tear up and smiles at Max being so nice as he steps between the ropes. Rotten keeps an eye on Knox Jr. as Gilbert covers Crash! ~

Mitch: One…..

Two……

THREE!!!

~ The crowd cheers as Mitch calls for the bell. A ring crew member hands Mitch the tag titles who in turn hands them to Max and Gilbert. The champs take their titles and start celebrating! ~

Belvedere: Here are your winners…. And STILL Outsiders Tag Team Champions…. MAXIMUM GILLY!!!

~ Rotten is shaking Gilbert with an excited smile on his face as Gilly is trying to join in his partner's excitement, but looks like the shaking is making him ill. Max stops, not wanting puke on him and raises his tag belt in the air as Gilbert catches his breath and we cut to commercial.~

OUTSIDERS STREAMING SERVICES CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH

Donnie Harris [c] vs Easton Alexander

~ We cut back to ringside to see Dean staring at Zybala. ~


Dean: Sucka…..

Zybala: What?

Dean: A diaper commercial?

Zybala: Yeah! They paid me in diapers! Do you have any idea how many diapers a newborn goes through!?! Fuck, she's barely 3 weeks old and we've been through THREE boxes of the newborn diapers! The 86 count boxes! That's almost 300 diapers!

Dean: Damn, that's a lot of shit.

~ Zybala doesn't answer. Instead he just stares off into the distance. Dean tries to snap him out of it, but to no avail. He then stands up, grabs Zybala's chair and starts to push him around ringside. They pass Curt and the Rangers; Curt is now adorned in a matching green and white spandex shirt and gloves. Seriously, do they have the whole costume and Canon is the world's slowest dresser, or is this a symbiote thing? Anyways, Dean starts pushing Zybala up the ramp before turning and nodding at Belvedere. ~


Belvedere: Before we start the next match, Outsiders has a little surprise for the audience watching at home. Allow me to introduce your guest color commentators for this match…. TAMIKA AND CARA STRADER


~ The two Straders come out to an appreciative pop from the crowd. Mild static can be heard from the speakers as they make their way down the ramp. More technical difficulties. Tamika shrugs and mutters something about typical Zybala. Tamika and Cara Strader make their way ringside to the commentary table. Tamika gives her unassuming smile, and Cara leans back with hooker boot clad feet up on the desk. Tamika gives a respectful bow. ~


Cara Strader: Imma surprised they cheer you here, Auntie Teebag!

Tamika Strader: … Why?

Cara Strader: Being raised in Japan, doesn't it make like the Chinese and Taiwanese be all anti-bruh to ya?

Tamika Strader: You sound like someone’s grandfather or drunk uncle at Thanksgiving but Gen Z.

Cara Strader: Imma Gen Z!

Tamika Strader: And a boomer.

Cara Strader: That’s so not rizz. Laugh more, bruh. Takin’ it too seriously.

Tamika Strader: I promised Zybala I would writ- - - I mean, commentate and compromise was writi- - - I mean, us being on commentary.


~ Deadpool appears in the bottom corner and gives a fourthwall wink. ~


Tamika Strader: *crossing hands* CBS Cares.

Cara Strader: Ok, Imma too high for this shit, Auntie Tee.

Tamika Strader: Next up are two men with no love lost. We have the… expressive… Easton Alexander.

Cara Strader: You said whiny wrong, bruh.

Tamika Strader: And the explosive Streaming Service Champion Donnie Harris!

Cara Strader: Hey! He be a grower, not a shower. So I hear.

Tamika Strader: You would know. Kinda slutty like my dad.

Cara Strader: Auntie Tee! I resemble that comment!

Tamika Strader: And from what I hear Easton beat out Donnie for a title in the other place I can no longer legally mention by name so you know Donnie doesn’t want to lose another championship to Easton.

Cara Strader: They gonna whoop another! Let’s get the show rolling and these bruhs out here!


~ Just as we go to watch the entrances a big picture of PennyLord takes over the screen with birds flying in a circle around his head showing he’s been hit with a cartoon anvil and the words “TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES” appears on screen (get it?! Do you feel that honey?! Uh! Uh! Uh!). After a while the picture comes back and we see Easton and Donnie in the ring.~


Tamika Strader: Wow, two of the greatest entrances I have ever seen! Was like a Motley Crüe video for Donnie and My Chemical Romance for Easton! Glad you could witness that with us watching at home!

Cara Strader: Damn bruh, those were just impressive! Def’ greatest entrances ever.


DING DING DING


Tamika Strader: And a referee I don’t know the name of calls for the bell.

Cara Strader: Not an employee of yours, bruh?

Tamika Strader: Honestly, never paid attention to who Zybala hired. I just let him do his thing.


~ Staring the other man down, they make some rather crass comments to one another about how the match is going to end and some others things that may not be cleared for airing. Once this goes away, the two begin to go at it with a tight collar-and-elbow tie-up. Both men being of near- equal body type and height/weight, neither one of them manages to find a real advantage as they jockey for position. ~


Cara Strader: Hopefully they’ll hurry up and start beating the Hell out of each other, bruh. I like Donnie but that other one, meh.


~Eventually, Harris gets the upper hand and applies a tight side headlock to Alexander. He grinds the hold tightly, but Alexander shoves him off the ropes. Harris bounces back on the rebound and knocks the Gen Z down with a Shoulder Block. Smiling that the advantage is his and not Alexander’s, Harris bounces off the ropes and looks to take his head off with a Clothesline as Alexander hops up, but Alexander sidesteps the champion. Off the rebound, he SNAPS him over forcefully with a headlock takeover and now has Donnie Harris dead to rights in the center of the ring. ~


Tamika Strader: These two are just about even in every way as far as stats. Harris excels in the mat and striking game while Alexander’s most prominent in-ring trait is his adaptability. A master of not one particular style, but just unorthodox enough to give him the advantage.

Cara Strader: BOH-RING! Translation, one bruh flies circles around people and the other bruh beats them into oblivion.


~ The Streaming Service Champion manages to pick himself up while Alexander’s hands are wrapped around his neck. He shoves The Gen Z back to the ropes, but Alexander bounces back and drills Harris with a Spinning Heel Kick! Harris staggers back trying to stay on his feet, but his opponent quickly cleans his clock with a few right hands! Staggering Harris back into the nearest corner, Alexander wastes no time, measuring up his target and throwing several HARD Knife-Edge Chops! ~


WHOO!



WHOO!



WHOO!



WHOO!


Tamika Strader: And Alexander has the clear-cut advantage!

Cara Strader: Wait!


~ Harris jabs a thumb into Alexander’s red eye, stunning him long enough to mount a comeback. He turns Alexander around so he’s in the corner, then FLOORS Alexander with a barrage of STIFF Snap Kicks to the chest and stomach of the opponent. ~


Cara Strader: Back in the driver’s seat! THAT’S why one bruh is the champion and the other bruh is a mere challenger!

Tamika Strader: I’d hardly call an athlete in the class of Alexander a "mere challenger."


~ Harris paces for a moment rubbing his jaw and chest! He does a few jumps in place and starts to measure up Alexander, but as he turns around a picture-perfect Dropkick from the Gen Z sends Harris scurrying to the outside. ~


Tamika Strader: And this may be a smart move on the part of Donnie Harris. He needs to stop underestimating Alexander because at the drop of a hat, it could very WELL be lights out for him.


~ Taking a reprieve in front of the announcer’s table, Harris thinks he’s very well safe from the onslaught of Easton. However, he sees an Alexander-shaped blur out of the corner of his eye that looks like it’s trying too hard to fly. ~


Tamika Strader: HOLY HELL! ALEXANDER JUST FLEW OUT OF THE RING AND CAUGHT DONNIE HARRIS WITH THE SUICIDE DIVE!

Cara Strader: I have been higher, bruh.


~ Both men try to pick themselves up following the high-risk maneuver from Alexander. The Gen Z is up first and throws a few Forearm into the back of Harris’s neck before tossing The Streaming Service Champion back into the ring. Alexander, seeing an opportunity to inflict more punishment, springboards off the second rope and brings down his wiry frame across the neck with a Corkscrew Leg drop! ~


1!



2!!



NO!


~ Alexander doesn’t let the lack of a win deter him, opting to punish Donnie further. He picks Harris up and fires him into the ropes, but Harris puts his hands on the mat and handsprings off the ropes and catches Alexander running in with an Enzugiri…

LIGHTS OUT!!! ~


Cara Strader: HAHA! Donnie was playing possum bruh! THAT is exactly why Harris is a Champion-class athlete! He knows where he is at all times, yo!

Tamika Strader: We can’t refute that a bit.


~ The kick to the head is paying dividends as Harris has safety from an Alexander onslaught, Donnie pulls himself to his feet and goes to town on the fallen Alexander with NASTY stiff kicks to the back! A trifecta of shots makes Easton arch his back and cry out in pain as Harris bounces off the ropes and PUNTS him hard in the face. To complete the set of moves, Harris springs off the adjacent set of ropes and flies high in the air, coming down HARD across the back of Alexander with a Double Knee Drop! ~


Tamika Strader: Donnie Harris with amazing height!


~ With a hideous scowl reminiscent of a guy in a horror movie that doesn’t like what he sees in the mirror, Donnie throws an endless supply of Boxing-esque right hands aiming directly for the back of the head of Alexander. Donnie Harris narrowly avoids the count and picks up Easton before whipping him into the closest corner and unloading more Punches. ~


Tamika Strader: Harris is trying to prove a point. He lost over in the place not to be named to Easton, so he’s looking for revenge

Cara Strader: Do you blame him? Harris has been on a tear ever since winning the SS Title and yet hasn’t been named Bruh of the week or anything. What disrespect shown to a man that might be our next World Champion.

Tamika Strader: You got high before the show, didn’t you?


~ After unloading punches, Harris scoots back a few steps allowing Easton to drop down in the corner. Harris hits the ropes running full-bore, PLOWING Alexander in the head with a Low Running Yakuza Kick! Slowly, The Streaming Service Champion rolls Alexander into the center of the ring and goes for the pin attempt. ~


1!

2!!

THR… NO!


~ Nearly putting a fist through the mat, Harris yells at the referee for counting slow. After the ref begs off a beating from Harris, Donnie turns his attention back to Alexander. He goes to toss Alexander into the corner, but Alexander leaps to the second rope and goes for a cross body! Harris quickly hits the ground ducking the cross body attempt. But Alexander is quicker than Harris to get back to his feet and as Harris turns around… ~


Tamika Strader: SUPER KICK!

Cara Strader: BRUH!!!!


~ Alexander drops atop Harris’s shoulders for the cover. ~



1!

2!!

KICK OUT!


Tamika Strader: Great offensive counter by Alexander. He almost had Harris off that big-time Super kick!

Cara Strader: Bruh damn near took his head off, yo!

Tamika Strader: Not wrong.

Cara Strader: Bow chicka!


~ Alexander measures up Harris and tries taking his head off with a low Roundhouse Kick, but Harris dodges the oncoming kick. Turning around, Alexander walks right into a nasty Over-the-Shoulder Jawbreaker to stun him. Buying himself some time, Harris tries to whip Easton to the opposite side of the ring again, but Alexander reverses by planting his boot in Harris’s gut near the ropes. He dashes at the champion again…~


Tamika Strader: HOLY HELL!

Cara Strader: DAMN, HE FLEW!


~ Harris catches Alexander at the apex of his jump and HURLS him over the ropes with an Exploder Suplex that dumps the former OCW standout out to the floor. ~


Cara Strader: Thank you for flying “Donnie Harris” Airways, bruh!


~ Alexander has yet to recover from the gruesome impact of the Exploder, but Harris couldn’t care less about Alexander’s well-being. Harris smirks and wraps both arms around Alexander’s back before driving him HARD back-first into the ring apron! Alexander cries out in pain from the back-to-back brutal maneuvers, but Harris ignores them completely and rolls him back under the ring. Fully convinced he’s got this match wrapped up, he drives a forearm into Alexander’s face with the cover. ~


1!



2!!




FOOT ON THE ROPES!


~ Alexander manages to save himself some energy with the errant foot on the ropes. Harris realizes Easton may still have a little in him, lifts him up. Donnie yanks Alexander’s head down before STIFFLY driving a succession of knees aimed at the forehead! ~


Tamika Strader: And now Harris is showing off those MMA style knee strikes.

Cara Strader: These MMA-bruhs be dangerous.


~ Smelling blood, Harris takes him down to the mat with a DDT and begins to let the knees go, throwing each knee as hard as he possibly can. After about ten or so knees, Harris backs away, gritting his teeth at Alexander who notices the open wound. ~


Tamika Strader: Alexander’s been busted open! He’s bleeding a little bit, but the longer this goes, the longer it could go in Harris’s favor.


~ Rolling the woozy Alexander over, he goes for the cover. ~


1!




2!!





NO!



~ He throws a defiant shoulder up, but Harris doesn’t waste any time dishing out more brutality with several nasty kicks to the head as Alexander tries to mount a comeback. He staves off a few of the kicks by blocking them and throwing several rights to halt Harris’s momentum, but another powerful knee to the face inhibits his comeback. Harris slashes a thumb across his throat to say "I’m done with this shit!" and looks for some move resembling a Fireman’s Carry. ~


Tamika Strader: Looks like Harris is setting Easton up for something I don’t know the name of.

Cara Strader: Oh Auntie Teebag.


~ But Alexander is able to kick his legs out… ~


Tamika Strader: REVERSE DDT!

Cara Strader: Damn nice counter, but is it enough for bruh to change the tide?!


~ Buying himself some time from Donnie Harris’s blitz, Alexander grabs his head and wipes some of the excess blood away with his hand before rolling over and climbing to his feet. Harris, not liking this horrid turn of events for the match, swings wildly at Alexander, but the Canadian native ducks the oncoming blow and plasters him with a Jumping Knee ala the guy AEW fans want canceled! Two kicks to the ribs stuns Donnie Harris long enough for Alexander to whip him to the ropes. Harris reverses and tries for a Short-Arm Lariat, but he ducks under the move, wraps up Harris in a Half Nelson before driving the back of Harris’s head to the mat. ~


Cara Strader: That came out of nowhere, bruh!!!

Tamika Strader: That’s that Half Nelson Leg sweep! Alexander quickly goes for the cover!


1!




2!!




THR… KICK OUT!


Tamika Strader: So close to getting the win right there, but Harris’s managed to stay in the game so far.


~ Holding up three fingers to the referee doesn’t sway the ref in favor of Alexander, so he just continues the assault by picking Harris up and hurling him into the nearest corner. From there, Alexander ascends the turnbuckle and introduces The Streaming Service Champion to a series of hard Elbow shots to the forehead that the fans count along with. ~


Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FI-OOOOOOOOOOOOOH!


Cara Strader: BRUH! Great counter there!

Tamika Strader: DAMN, what a move! Harris either from weak legs or smart thinking, drops down. Letting Alexander fall face first onto the turnbuckle.

Cara Strader: He might be better looking now tho... nope, still ugly.


~ Showing great in-ring presence, Harris grabs Easton by the waist and lifts him in the air as he walks out towards the middle of the ring. Alexander, showing that there is a reason why he has won many titles in his career, drops an elbow right into the bridge of Harris ' nose. Harris lets go and Alexander lands on his feet. Harris staggers back into the corner as Alexander gets a running start! ~


Tamika Strader: Alexander leaps over the top rope while grabbing Harris’s head and driving his neck down across the top rope!

Cara Strader: We shouldn’t kink shame, bruh!!!!


~ Harris’s head snaps back with vicious looking speed as he falls back to the mat. Harris gets no chance to recover as Alexander yanks him out of the ring. Alexander wraps Harris up and moves a little to the right. ~


Tamika Strader: What’s he got planned now?

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOH!


~ With damn near blinding speed, Alexander is able to spin the Streaming Service Champion around and plants him into the thin mats with an Unprettier style DDT. ~


Tamika Strader: Oh, God. If Harris’s nose wasn’t broken before it is now!


~ Smug and proud of his handiwork, Alexander slides Harris back into the ring. He props him up in the corner so everyone can see the blood rushing down Harris’s face. Easton wipes the blood that is now freely flowing from his forehead. Easton uses those power legs to lift Harris straight up and sit him on top of the top turnbuckle! ~


Cara Strader: This is not looking good; Come on Bruh…hit the low blow!

Tamika Strader: I don’t think Harris is there enough to do anything but bleed!


~ Easton hooks Harris up and lifts him straight in the air. It looks like he is going for a superplex, but quickly falls backwards, dropping Harris down into a Screwdriver style piledriver. ~


Tamika Strader: MY GOD!!! Did you see how Harris’s neck compounded!!

Alexander drapes an arm over Harris, wrapping the leg.


1!




2!!




THRE… SHOULDER!


~ Fighting on some combination of madness and self-preservation, the Streaming Service Champion shoots a shoulder off the mat, driving Alexander into a hissy fit. Trying to restrain himself and not let Harris get to him, he steps back and leaps in the air driving his forearm right into Harris’s nose. Harris’s leg’s kick out in pain as he starts to roll around in the ring. Alexander picks Harris up and fires him back into the corner. Alexander wisely steps into the corner with him and starts to rub his forearm onto that injured nose, making it hard for Harris to get air. The ref rushes in and breaks the two up as Harris stumbles once again into Alexander’s clutches. ~


Tamika Strader: Alexander has Harris wrapped up and down to the mat with a Belly to Belly Suplex! Harris is gonna have to start firing back with something or this could be over in any minute. But Easton Alexander being the pesky kid he is, has targeted that broken nose, knowing it would make breathing hard for the champ.

Cara Strader: That’s just rude, bruh!

Tamika Strader: *does her best Stephanie Tanner* How rude.

Cara Strader: What?

Tamika Strader: Full House?

Cara Strader: Do we? Is Uncle Payton visiting?!

Tamika Strader: *insert Nathan Fillion speechless meme*


~ Gradually, Alexander’s face looks like he is wearing a red mask, but he doesn’t care as he pummels Harris into the canvas. He picks Harris up and wraps him up in a Million Dollar Dream, but drops his arm and turns it into a choke. Before the ref can say anything Easton lifts up and drops Harris down to the mat. Releasing the hold, Alexander rolls Harris over and wraps him up in a chicken wing crossface. ~


Tamika Strader: Alexander is leaning back with the hold in to apply a lot of pressure. It’s hard enough to breathe with a broken nose, it becomes harder when you are on your stomach and someone is wrenching your neck by your chin!


~ Harris is reaching with all his might for the ropes, but the more he reaches, the more Alexander leans back. The ref drops down to check on Harris. Harris pushes the ref out of the way with his free hand and finally touches the ropes. ~


Ref: BREAK!!!


~ Alexander keeps the hold on for a few seconds longer before letting up. Harris is trying to push himself up off the mat, but Alexander drops the leg across the back of Harris’s head, driving his face back into the mat. Harris is breathing very hard as Alexander lifts him up. Easton fires some brutal elbow shots into Harris’s face. ~


Tamika Strader: THAT last shot has Harris on dream street.

Cara Strader: Bruh has something to prove. Come on Donnie-bruh!


~ Alexander goes for another Elbow shot, but Harris takes him off guard by spitting his own blood into Easton’s eyes. Easton stumbles back and Harris quickly wraps him up. Harris drops down while holding on to Alexander and gets the roll up pin… ~


1!



2!!




THREE… NO!


Tamika Strader: Alexander kicks out!!! And you can see Harris is in no shape to keep the leg hooked.

Cara Strader: Damn, I thought he was down for sure this time!


~ Deciding now was the end of Alexander’s lengthy stay in tonight’s match, Harris wraps The Gen Z own arm around his neck and applies a tight Cobra Clutch-like maneuver. Shaking the life vehemently out of a bloody and winded Alexander, Harris pauses and with what looks like all his might Suplexes Alexander onto his neck. Harris sits up after nailing the move only to fall back to the mat gasping for air. ~


Cara Strader: And that is why Bruh is the Streaming Service Champion. The man is able to pull out the stops just when you think he has nothing else left in the tank.

Tamika Strader: As true as that is. We’ve seen Alexander fight out of tough situations time and time again! He has done what he needs to in order to keep Donnie Harris from getting too big of an offensive run. But it has taken a toll on him as much as it has Harris. Plus he holds a win over him.


~ The ref looks at both men and starts his 10 count. The crowd looks on as both men roll to their stomachs. ~


1!


~ Harris pushes himself up, only to fall back to his chest. ~


2!!


Cara Strader: Come on bruh!


~Both men are now up on all fours. ~


3!!!


~ Harris is the first to be on his knees and he looks over to Alexander. With a burst of speed, Harris lunges at Alexander, only for Easton to quickly get a knee up into the chin of Harris. ~


Crowd: OOOOHHHHH!


~ Easton rolls over to the ropes and starts to pull himself up. As he is doing so, Harris starts to pull himself up in the corner. Bloody face and all, the two men stare at each other from where they are in the ring. Slowly the two make their way to the middle of the ring. ~


Tamika Strader: Harris is up! Alexander is up! What are they doing…?

Cara Strader: It looks like they are about to let it all hang out, bruh. If Donnie isn’t bigger it’s because he is a grower, not a shower.


~ Harris staggers and meets Easton in the middle of the ring. He swings wildly and Alexander answers back with two closed fist.


LEFT…

RIGHT …


The ref yells about the closed fist as Alexander brushes him off and fires a few more shots before sending Harris into the ropes. Harris comes off the ropes and ducks the big clothesline. But before Harris can do anything, Alexander quickly turns around and locks Harris in a waistlock. ~


Tamika Strader: Alexander has him on the ropes now, but does he have any more fight left in him?

Cara Strader: Just when ya think it’s over, bruh!


~ Harris tries to fire some elbows back at Alexander, but Easton has the hold in good. Alexander squats down, making sure that he has a good base and throws all his weight backwards! ~


Tamika Strader: German Suplex!


~ Alexander rolls over while keeping his arms locked around Harris’s waist. He stands up dragging Harris up with him. He lifts Harris up but instead of nailing another German Suplex, Alexander plants Harris face first with a Wheelbarrow Facebuster. ~


1!



2!!



THRE...NO!


Cara Strader: I’ll give Alexander credit where it’s due, he’s been with Harris almost every step of the way, but that overrated prick is gonna get his! Wait and see!

Tamika Strader: THIS is the Alexander that has pulled out and won against all odds!


~ The arena is on their feet as Alexander hooks Harris up and over and spikes Harris down HARD with another German Suplex. Wobbling to his feet, the punch-drunk Harris tries to elbow his way free from the second one, but Alexander ducks an oncoming shot and HURLS him up and over with the third one. Alexander hops on the turnbuckles taking a measure of Donnie Harris, who is lying virtually out on the canvas. Alexander leaps off of the turnbuckle and nails a picture perfect Senton Bomb! He covers. ~


1!



2!!



THREE… KICK OUT!


Tamika Strader: THAT was a very close one! Alexander has Donnie Harris on the ropes now. He’s just one move away!

Cara Strader: Bruhhhhhhhhh.....


~ Alexander is livid that Harris has kicked out and he is measuring Harris and looking to end it. ~


Alexander: GET UP!!


~ Harris wobbles his way up and Alexander kicks him in the gut. Harris doubles over and Easton grabs his arms with a double underhook. He lifts Harris up for the Dragon Driver 99, but somehow Donnie flips out of it, landing on his feet! ~


Tamika Strader: I don’t know how he pulled it off, but Harris lands on his feet!


~ Annoyed, Easton boots Donnie once more and sets him up for the DD 99 again. Harris reaches out one of his free legs to the ring ropes and the ref rushes around to make sure the leg is fully on before calling break! As the ref checks the leg, he calls for the break. Easton releases Harris, who stumbles a bit with his foot in the ropes. Easton tries to grab Harris from behind, but Donnie throws his head forward and slams it back with all his might, knowing he’s gonna take some damage, but okay with that as long as he hurts Easton. ~


Cara Strader: Imma go get them my Aleeve!


~ Alexander lets go and Harris drops to the mat. Alexander goes to stay on Harris, but Harris quickly reaches up and yanks the ref towards Easton. Alexander and the ref sandwiches into each other! Harris quickly rolls over and up and nails Alexander with a side kick to his left knee! Alexander drops to his “good” knee. Harris gets up and pushes the ref out of the way. He slips behind the fallen Alexander and grabs his arm and head and trips Easton to the mat, going for the Crippler Crossface! Easton struggles and manages to roll away! Harris doesn't let up as he runs forward and nails Easton with a Shining Wizard (Ride the Lightning)!!! Easton is out! ~


Cara Strader: Gertdernnnnnnnn!


~ Harris looks down at Easton for a moment. He taps his temple before dropping down. Harris hooks up Alexander’s leg and the ref drops down for the pin. ~


1!




2!!




THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


~ As the ref’s hand hits the mat for the third time, Harris rolls back onto his knees. The blood is running down his nose and streaming down his chest. The ref hands Harris the SS Title. Harris slowly stands up and looks like he is barely up to stay up… ~


Belvedere: THE WINNER…AND STILL OUTSIDERS CHAMPIONSHIP WRESTLING STREAMING SERVICE CHAMPION….DONNIE FRANKLIN’ HARRIS!!!!


~ Harris reaches down and smears some of Alexander’s blood on his hand and wipes it on the SS Title. He turns his head towards the camera and stares at it for a moment. Not saying anything, but all who sees knows the message. This is his belt. The crowd cheer their appreciation as we cut to yet another random YouTube video Zybala pulled out of nowhere. ~

SEGMENT

~ We cut back from the Survivor commercial to backstage. We see PerZag yelling at everyone how Australia is actually real. Many people ignore him, mostly due to the language barrier. If Bifford was here, we're sure that the two would have an interesting debate. However, we cut over to see Greg, the umm….associate….. of Marcus Welsh. He is wandering around when he spots Marcus Welsh. Greg starts to walk over and he notices Welsh holding a baby. Welsh actually seems to be enjoying his time and showing…. emotion. Genuine emotion, not his usual politician level bullshit. As he gets near, he can hear Welsh baby-talking to the infant, including saying the word “VETO” over and over. Greg stops and Welsh looks up and smiles. ~


Greg: Marcus, did you actually adopt a local baby? I know we've talked about it before but I never thought you'd take the plunge.

Welsh: Oh no. Nothing like that. This is Zybala's baby.


~ Greg looks shocked, then horrified. He looks around before getting in real close and whispering. ~


Greg: Marcus!! I know you don't like Mike! But kidnapping his baby?!? Are you nuts!?!


~ Welsh smiles and chuckles a bit. It's a little unsettling how pleasant he seems. ~


Welsh: Not at all. I'm actually watching this little cutie for her mommy. She had to go do something and asked me to watch Jackie for a second. I think she's using the bathroom or pumping more boob milk.

Greg: So you didn't kidnap the baby??

Welsh: Now you're the one sounding nuts. This is Zybala's baby. Zybala is unstable on a good day. Can you imagine the destruction he would do if something happened to his baby? He would legitimately murder everyone to get her back. It would be like John Wick.

Greg: Oh OK. I thought for a second your animosity towards Mike would outweigh common sense.

Welsh: Not at all. Besides, I have other ways to mess with Mike. I'm trying to drill the word “veto” into her little baby mind in hopes of it being her first word. Plus, he wants me to make an appearance out there and say something to the fans. But that's not gonna happen. I'm gonna just hide out back here, blame some technical difficulties so the fans get pissed. And that's not all.

Greg: That's all a tiny bit petty. And what's that smell?

Welsh: Little Jackie here has a full load. I'm surprised she's sleeping through it. When I give Mrs. Zybala the baby back, I’m gonna tell her I saw Mike and that he refused to change Jackie because “he's too busy and let the woman handle it.” It's gonna be a looooong plane ride home for him.


~ Welsh starts laughing maniacally as we cut back to ringside. We see Dean is alone. Zybala shortly joins him with a big tray of snacks. He gives some drinks and nachos to The Malvados and popcorn and a large Pepsi to Dean. He sits down and puts on his headset before sipping his own pop and taking a bite of a corndog. ~


Zybala: Did I miss anything?

Dean: Uhhh…. Nope. Just people coming and going and the commercial break.

Zybała: Okie dokie. Let's get to the next match!

ONLINE CHAMPIONSHIP WRESTLING HALL OF FAME TITLE FOUR WAY ELIMINATION MATCH

Matt Meyhu[c] vs The Big Bifford vs Alice Knight vs Scott Syren

~ The camera shows a shot of the live crowd! They seem jazzed about what they just saw and the cheering intensifies as Belvedere enters the ring. The cheers turn to boos when they see the forlorn look on his face. ~


Belvedere: Ladies and gentlemen, I regret to inform you that, due to Matt Meyhu running away from the group before the plane took off, The Big Bifford not knowing what Outsiders is, no one even hearing from Scott Syren, and Alice Knight getting a pass because she's better friends with Zybala than Lilith ever will be, this match is un…


~ The boos are so loud at this point that we can't hear Belvedere. The crowd is tired of all these technical difficulties at this point! They were promised so many matches! They start throwing things in the ring, and fight each other! The Power Rangers and Curt… who at this point has the chest shield on and a Dragon Dagger in his hip holster. In fact, he is just a helmet away from a full costume… where is he getting this stuff from??.... try to calm the ringside fans down while defending themselves. Curt is in the middle of doing some sweet martial arts moves when the lights cut out! “Memo" by Young Thug suddenly begins to play. The curtain from the back is thrust apart as the largest arms in the history of Greek mythology make their appearance. IT'S SCOTT FUCKING SYREN! The entire crowd stops rioting and ERUPTS. The crowd is a mix of cheers, sheer joygasms, and “SYREN!” chants. Mitch is particularly losing his mind as he is the Florida Chapter president of the Scott Syren fan club. The Malvados are excitedly speaking Spanish at the Spanish Announce Table!! Syren has a bag in hand as he marches toward the ring. When he is ring side, he looks around and nods at his former tag partner Curt Canon. Belvedere quickly composes himself. ~


Belvedere: From The Plain of Fear…standing 6’8 and weighing in at 287lbs…he is a former OCW Champion…he is a current OCW Hall of Famer…he is recognized by many as the greatest wrestler in OCW history…he is…Scott Syren!!!


Dean: Oh shit! At least one of them came through for us! Fuck dem other people!

Zybala: Except Alice. She gets a pass.

Dean: Oh, no doubt. Alice is good peoples.


~ Scott Syren immediately grabs a chair and tosses it into the ring. He then reaches under the ring and pulls out a table as the crowd cheers louder! He slides the table in the ring and enters behind it. Scott sets up the table and the chair before sitting down. He places his bag on the table, opens it and pulls out two jars! One of Hellman's Mayonnaise, the other of Kraft Miracle Whip. Mitch goes over with a pen and paper and begs Syren for his signature. Being a cool dude, Scott obliges and jots down his name. Mitch is over the moon and quickly puts the signature in his pocket.

Syren then proceeds to open both jars before producing a tablespoon from the bag. Using said implement, he takes up a large dollop of mayonnaise, puts it in his mouth, and eats it. He does not chew it exactly, but neither does he simply swallow it. That accomplished, he does the same with the Miracle Whip. He repeats the process once, twice, again. The crowd stares in confusion and a bit of mysticism. They can't look away. YOU can't look away. He gets through about a quarter of each jar as Belvedere seems to be getting a message through his ear piece. He nods and raises the microphone. Syren continues to eat.


Belvedere: And his opponent….. He is the most decorated person in wrestling history, holding almost every title in every promotion. His weight is just like his hometown, unknown…. He is the end all, be all, VACANT!


~ The lights dim as a very Goldberg-esq music hits the speakers, but it's not quite the copywritten version everyone knows. It's like Outsiders did to the song what WCW did to many songs for many years. Fireworks start going off and sparklers are lit on the sides of the ramp. A person clad in a green full-body costume emerges from the backstage and makes their way down the ramp. The fans lose their minds for the legend called Vacant. Scott seems unimpressed as he goes for another scoop of Miracle Whip. Vacant climbs into the ring as Belvedere exits. Mitch calls for the bell. ~


Dean: So we actually doing this?

Zybala: Hey, it's better than nothing. The fans stopped rioting at least.

Dean: Fair point.


~ Vacant approaches the table, but Syren continues his quest of consuming the contents of both jars. Vacant waves his hand in Syren’s face, but the Hall of Famer is in a trance-like state. Not enjoying being ignored, Vacant sweeps his arm across the table, sending the condiment jars flying! Scott Syren is not amused! He immediately grabs Vacant by the throat and with Roid Rage strength, deadlifts the masked legend over the table and above his head! Syren holds Vacant up before dropping him to the mat with a Gorilla Press Slam! Vacant hits the mat but scrambles to his feet, assuming a defensive position. Syren boots him right between the legs and hoists Vacant up for a stalling suplex.

Syren marches to a corner and, still holding Vacant up, climbs to the second rope. He orders Mitch to bring the table closer and the star struck ref obliges. Syren leaps off the ropes, driving Vacant through the table with The Syren’s Song! It's a Steiner Screwdriver. Do I know if this is one of Scott's moves? No. Do I care? Also no. What I do know is that Vacant is in a bad way, especially when Scott stands up and lifts Vacant's head up a bit before nailing him with The KICK TO THE HEAD!! Vacant is out and Syren makes the pin. Mitch, being the biggest Scott Syren fan ever, just shouts “THREE” before calling for the bell. ~


Belvedere: Here is your winner….. SCOTT SYREN!!!


~ The fans cheer a bit, but mostly boo because of not only seeing a short match, but also not getting the match they were promised. Syren gathers up his mayo jars and leaves the area. Some of the fans resume throwing trash in the ring and a few more fights break out. ~


Zybala: The crowd don't seem to be happy with all the mix ups tonight.

Dean: That's why we always put “card subject to change” sucka. Shit happens. Deal with it.

Zybala: Let's just go to the next match…

Dean: Fuck that! It's commercial time! We gots to get paid!





~ We cut back to see the live crowd still raucous as ever. One more “difficulty” may push them over the edge. We cut over to The Mighty Morphin Canon Rangers and all of them are fully decked out. Curt is wearing the helmet and has the full costume on. The group starts posing to the delight of the crowd. Zybala runs over and starts talking to the group. The Rangers look at each other and then nod in agreement. They hop the barricade and run to the top of the ramp. Zybala goes over to the announce table and says something into his headset. We aren't privy because of Outsiders reasons. The Rangers get to the top of the ramp and strike individual poses before doing an epic group pose. When they strike it, fireworks and pyro go off on the stage to the great delight of the fans! ~


Dean: Seriously??

Zybala: It's Curt Canon and Power Rangers! Of course I'm giving them all the pyro they want for a super pose.

Dean: Man, let's just get to the next match…

Zybala: And what a match it's gonna be! Originally we were supposed to have Peter Vaughn defend his world title against Fanny, due to her success as a Streaming Service Champion and winning Meat Games….

Dean: But her former partner, Vicky Stone, jumped her ass at the contract signing and ganked the contract! Vaughn didn't care who he faced, so Vicky stole the shot.

Zybala: Let's take it over to Belvedere!


~ The pyro dies off as Belvedere steps into the ring. The Rangers notice and return to their seats. We notice four boxes suspended by poles, one above each corner. They weren't there beforehand, and look like they were hastily put up. ~

OUTSIDERS WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH

Peter Vaughn (champion) vs VickyStone (challenger)

Belvedere: The following match is your Outsiders World Championship match and it is scheduled for one fall!!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Belvedere: And due to some mild technical difficulties… and Mr. Zybala having a last minute idea while in the bathroom during the last commercial break….it is a Noah’s Ark Match! Four boxes are suspended above the ring…each box positioned above a corner. Each box contains an item…one of the four boxes holds the Outsiders World Championship. Whoever is able to locate the Title will be named the new Outsiders World Champion!!


~ The fans can dig this. Cheering commences, though The Yardies are over excited, throwing empty beer cans around and taking off shirts, spinning them above their heads. Belvedere continues. ~


Belvedere: Introducing first, the challenger... Hailing from Hollywood California… weighing 125lb…. She is the former Outsiders Omega X Champion….. VICKY STONE!!


~ The Yardies boo but some of the Taiwanese fans cheer as "Hollywood" by Madonna hits the speakers and out walks Vicky Stone. She is holding a basket and dips her hand into it. She pulls something out and throws it into the crowd with her free hand. She throws these little bottles as she makes her way ringside. She passes the announce table and gives a bottle to Zybala. ~


Dean: The hell she giving out, sucka?

Zybala: Harmonypam…

Dean: Shit man, ain't that just roofies?

Zybala: Fuck, she's dealing… kinda. (Into his headset) Issue the Welsh Protocol.

Dean: Da fuq?

Zybala: Welsh is backstage, refusing to come out ro make his scheduled appearance. The government here thinks he still owns OCW and affiliates. Let him handle the police.

Dean: Oh shit. Good idea!


~ Stone is in the ring now and has just thrown her last bottle. She is waiting for Vaughn as the music stops. ~


Belvedere: And her opponent…. Hailing from Dallas, Texas….. weighing in at 185lbs….. He is the current reigning and defending four time Outsiders World champion…. He is THE Wrestling Janitor…… he is... PETEEEEEERRRRR VAAAUUUGGGGGHHHHNNNNNN!!!


~ The lights in the arena go dim as "Through the Night" by Arimachi Masahiko (Outlaw Star) hits the speakers. The spotlights all begin to head towards the entrance, beginning to join together to form one bright beam of light. It reaches the stage, showing Peter Vaughn standing there, in his big-fight black coverall garb, with his trusty mop in his hands. He raises the weapon/cleaning tool over his head, as he makes his way down the ramp as The Yardies are going nuts for him while the locals give him a polite, respectable reception. He pauses at the S.A.T. and nods at The Malvados before going to Zybala and Dean. ~


Vaughn: That's not my music anymore… you know that, right?

Zybala: Blame the sound crew. Must be a technical difficulty.


~ Vaughn rolls his eyes and enters the ring. The music which is not his ends and Belvedere exits the ring. Mitch looks at both wrestlers and signals the starting bell and backs away. Vicky and Vaughn walk into the middle of the ring, trash talking one another. Vicky is calling him boring while Vaughn is calling her discount Fanny. Stone takes exception to this and slaps Peter right in his face! The crowd Ooohs! as Peter recoils slightly. He steadies himself before he lets loose with a slap of his own! Vicky staggers back, holding her cheek and anger in her eyes. She lunges forward for a lock up. Vaughn leans back and pushes her to the mat! Vicky hits hard and scoots backwards up against the ropes, seated. Her hand runs through her hair, combing it back into place. She looks up at Vaughn, still not impressed.

Vicky suddenly darts for one of the corners, going for a box early! Vaughn charges after her. He grabs her by the waist before she can start to climb. He deadlifts Andrea off the mat. She kicks and writhes about, trying to break free. Vaughn tosses Vicky over his head with a Release German Suplex!! Surprisingly, she rolls through with it, landing on her feet. Nobody expected that from the gasoline huffer. She steadies herself before running at Vaughn, catching him off guard as he turns and shoulder charging him into the corner! She drives her shoulder into his midsection over and over, driving the air from his lungs. Peter slumps in the corner, leaning on the top turnbuckle as Vicky begins to climb up over him! ~


Zybala: Stone trying to look for a quick victory if the world title is in that box.

Dean: I know what's in one, but what did you put in the other three?

Zybala: And ruin the surprise?

Dean: Is it my ex-wife's head, sucka??

Zybala: Dude, you watch Se7en way too much.

Dean: It's a classic! Don't hate.


~ Vaughn recovers and sees Vicky's crotch area in his face. As she gets her hands on the box, Pete grabs her, not like that you dirty, dirty, perverts, and lifts her away from the box. He takes a few steps forward and drops Vicky to the mat with a powerbomb! Instinctively, he goes for the cover and Mitch reminds him that he has to find the title to win. Peter nods his thanks and looks at the boxes. Which one to choose? He heads to one corner, hoping for his title to be there. He climbs up onto the top rope and balances himself against the pole. Vaughn reaches up, grabbing the box when suddenly his legs are taken out from underneath him!!!

Vaughn falls, crotching himself on the top buckle!!!! His legs get stuck as he falls back into a Tree of Woe, head pointing at the canvas. He sees an upside-down Vicky!! Some of the fans cheer, mostly because she handed out drugs earlier. She backs up into the opposite corner, then charges forward, leaping into the air, drilling Vaughn with a dropkick to the chest!! Vaughn grabs his chest, wheezing for air, while remaining stuck. Vicky climbs up the turnbuckles once more, and steps on Peter's legs for an extra boost! She reaches up and grabs the box. The fans are buzzing with excitement. Vaughn is trying to pull himself up…. Vicky opens the box and reaches inside….. and pulls out an original, in the box Dragon Caesar toy! The original Dragonzord from the Japanese Super Sentai series. A few fans ooh and ahh, while the Curt Rangers go wild. They act as if THEY won the world championship. Curt even pulls out his Dragon Dagger, brings it up to his helmet near the mouth…. And actually plays the familiar tune!! Why does the flute sound like a trumpet?! Why does a Dagger need to be a flute?! How is Curt playing through his helmet?!?!?! ~


Dean: Giving away your “collectibles”?

Zybala: Please, I have like 8 of them. Including one that's signed by both Jason David Frank AND Shiro Izumi!

Dean: Nerd…

Zybala: And damn proud of it.

Dean: Stone don't seem to share your enthusiasm, sucka…


~ Stone looks at the toy with disdain and tosses it to the side. The Rangers cry out in outrage and sadness. Vicky climbs down and starts heading to another corner. Peter manages to get himself upright and gets off of the turnbuckles. He walks up to Stone, turns her around to face him, and throws a forearm to her face! Vicky gets staggered, but she immediately throws a forearm of her own back, and the fight is on! The two exchange blows for a while until Vaughn eventually takes over, shoving Vicky into the corner using his size advantage. He throws a few strong punches into Stone's side, working to weaken her midsection. Mitch only watches as the winner can only be decided by finding the championship.

Peter throws a wild right, which Vicky ducks under, putting Vaughn in the corner. She starts throwing some high knee strikes into the champ! She strikes again and again, with Vaughn taking the hits and trying to shrug them off. He shoves Vicky backwards, with Vicky doing a roll, only to jump right up and run forward again, leaping with a double knee shot right into Vaughn's chest!! Vaughn starts coughing from the impact as Vicky talks some smack. She backs up, measuring Vaughn and charges in again! She leaps with another double knee strike, but Peter moves at the last second!! Vicky's knees hit the turnbuckle hard and she cries out in pain as she limps from the impact. Vaughn comes from behind her, drops to his knees as he clips her leg from behind! Vicky buckles and drops to her knees, holding the one that Vaughn hit.

Vaughn stands up and locks in a standing knee hold, trying to further hurt Vicky's leg, and lessening her ability to climb the ropes. He keeps leaning away as Stone tries to reach up and hit him. Peter mocks her by telling her to "settle down" but is met back with a pill bottle to face. A defiant act from Stone as she starts throwing the remainder of the Harmonypam bottles she has at Vaughn. The champ dodges them, until one catches him in the eye! He releases the leg and brings his hands up to rub his eye. ~


Zybala: Once again, Vicky proves why drugs are bad for you, kids. Even the bottles are dangerous.

Dean: That's why I stick with booze and the occasional Mary Jane.

Zybala: Hopefully, she didn't permanently damage Vaughn's eye.

Dean: It's a plastic pill bottle. How much damage could that do?


~ Apparently enough as the distraction allows Vicky to get to a vertical basis. She shakes out her leg to get some feeling back in the knee before she rushes by Vaughn, dropping him with a neckbreaker!!! The champ clutches his neck in pain, but fights his way back up, knowing he can’t stay down. But just as he gets back up, Vicky knocks him back down with a well placed dropkick.
Vaughn falls to the mat, but quickly rolls onto his front…he starts to get to all fours. Stone is seated on the mat, shaking her hurt leg. Maybe a dropkick wasn't the best idea. She sees Vaughn moving and realizes she has to take her shot. She returns to her feet, waiting on Vaughn. As he rises, Vicky shoves him through the ropes!

Vaughn catches himself on the apron by grabbing the ropes to prevent falling to the floor below. Vicky charges his way and dives through the ropes with a spear! Vaughn dodges at the last second and Vicky goes flying all the way to the floor! She lands hard, rolling around, holding her knee. Vaughn looks like he's gonna attack, but decides against it. He climbs back in the ring and picks a random corner to walk to. He climbs up the turnbuckle and reaches for that particular box. He fiddles around with the latch and opens it. A distinct odor is set loose as Vaughn reaches in and pulls out a canister of gasoline with a rag on top of it. He looks confused, then looks at Vicky, then smiles. He soaks the rag and hops to the mat then exits the ring.

He goes over to a crawling Vicky and places the cloth over her face! She struggles at first, but recognizes the smell of the gas and the texture of the rag. She takes a deep breath, inhaling the fumes and it's like Popeye hitting his spinach! She bolts to her feet and rips the rag right out of Peter's hand and inhales once more. A look of pure euphoria crosses Stone's face before she starts pummeling Vaughn, yelling at him for bogarting her shit! The two are brawling on the outside of the ring and the fans love it! Vicky throws Vaughm towards the ring steps, but he reverses it at the last second, sending Vicky into the metal! She hits hard and goes flying over the steps! ~


Dean: And it looks like we just got up close and personal with these suckas!

Zybala: The Malvados look like they wanna get closer. They seem a bit antsy.


~ The Brothers stand up and step in front of their precious table and try blocking the competitors. Vicky is groaning in pain as she crawls across the floor and to the Spanish Announce Table where Hector is yelling at her to go away and Victor is trying to nudge her towards the English table. Vicky reaches a hand up onto the S.A.T. and pulls it back when it gets pricked by the barbed wire. Vaughn is stalking her and smiles when he sees the barbed wire table. Victor starts telling him not to think about it, but Peter pushes past the brothers and over to Vicky.

Grabbing a handful of hair, he drags her back to her feet. Vicky retaliates with a fist to the gut, followed by another, but Vaughn still brings Stone to her feet and hooks her up for a suplex onto the barbed wire table! Pete lifts Stone up, but the screaming Malvados grab her feet and bring her back down. They start yelling at Vaughn in Spanish, who yells back at them, also in Spanish. Do I know for a fact that Vaughn speaks Spanish? No, but if Scrubs taught me anything, all janitors speak Spanish. While the three are arguing, Vicky tries to push Vaughn onto the table, but he sees her from the corner of his eye and side steps! Vicky falls onto the table herself, getting wrapped up in the barbed wire. Hector and Victor turn their attention to her, yelling as they try to untangle her. Vaughn heads back towards the ring. ~


Dean: The champ using this moment to try to find his title! Me thinks that The Bros will be yelling at Vicky all night, sucka.

Zybala: I don't think so, partner. Vaughn is climbing up towards a box that was already opened.

Dean: Oh hell! Hect, Vic!! Move suckas!!!


~ The Malvados hear Dean's warning just in the nick of time! Vaughn comes flying off the top rope with a big splash onto Vicky through the Spanish Announce Table!! Both are bleeding in various places due to the barbed wire as the crowd goes crazy! They're not the only ones as Hector and Victor are losing their minds! They are yelling at both wrestlers for breaking their table! The Brothers see Vaughn is the first to stir and help him to his feet but quickly grab him for a double suplex and hit him with Rompe Cabeza!! While Dean is screaming BRAIN BUSTA!! The Brothers get back up and give the same treatment to Vicky!! With both competitors out on the floor, Hector and Vicky clear out the remains of their broken table. Hector then goes under the ring, pulls out a folding table and sets it up for him and his brother to sit at. They then roll Vicky in the ring and completely ignore Peter. That will show him for breaking their table. ~


Zybala: Bit of favoritism on behalf of the former tag champs…

Dean: I don't know what you just saw, but I saw both Stone and Vaughn get tuned up, sucka.

Zybala: But they then threw Vicky in the ring and left Peter on the floor.

Dean: Well, maybe he shouldn't have jumped on Vicky and through the table. Don't start none, there won't be none.


~ The crowd is cheering, trying to encourage either wrestler to get to their feet. Vaughn is holding his neck and head as he rolls on the floor, trying to get the will to get up. Vicky rolls towards the ropes, trying to grab on to them to pull herself up. It's a slow process, but she eventually gets to her feet. She looks over to see Vaughn also starting to stand and she desperately looks around the ring to see what boxes are left. She hobbies to the nearest one and ascends the turnbuckles as fast as her bad knee will let her. She gets to the top when Vaughm rolls under the ropes. He starts running at her as she fiddles with the latch. Vaughn makes it to the corner but a second too late! Vicky has the box open! She reaches in and pulls out a…

A large black plastic bag. She picks it up and swings it at Vaughn with relative ease. The bag hits him and he looks more annoyed than hurt. He backs away and tells her it was a dud. Annoy, Vicky climbs down and lifts the bag upside-down. Stacks of cash fall out and hit the mat. It seems to be a considerable sum. Zybala grabs a microphone. ~


Zybala: That's exactly forty-five thousand. Enough to pay your… whatever. Dealer… bookie… pimp. I don't care. I don't judge.


~ Vicky looks at the money with shock. This would solve her blackmail problem. She ponders the money, whether or not to just take it and leave. Does she really care about Zybala's stupid Outsiders? Vaughn answers the question for her as he spins her to face him and throws a hard knife edged chop into her chest!! Vicky is stunned as she clenches her arms across her chest in pain. Vaughn pushes her arms down and chops her hard again! She groans in pain, and Vaughn goes for a third. Vicky blocks and kicks Vaughn in the stomach and goes for the Stoned stunner! Vaughn pushes her off and hits a Revenged (Zig-Zag)!! Both hit the mat and Vicky is down! Pete gets back up and smiles as he sees only one box remaining. He casually makes his way to the corner and is about to climb when a loud roar stops him in his tracks!

The crowd is confused, as is Peter and everyone looks around for the source of the noise. From the side of the stage, an enormous orangutan comes charging towards the ring! Vaughn stares in shock as King Louie reaches the ring, ooking about something. Vaughn ooks back and the two have an argument. Peter lifts his arms up and waves them dismissively at Louie and starts to climb. Taking exception to this, Louie grabs Vaughn's leg and drags him from the ring! The two start fighting in a battle of beast and man! Nothing new for these two mortal enemies. The fans seem to be enjoying the hell out of this, some even placing bets. ~


Dean: Sucka, please tell me you know what the hell is going on?!?

Zybala: Yep. Like Vaughn, I speak orangutan. In fact, I taught Pete how to communicate with them.

Dean: I call bullshit, but whatever. Go on.

Zybala: So, because of us continuously fighting and beating Louie, he's been exiled from his tribe due to the shame. At his trial, Pete promised Louie a bunch of fruits and whatnot to bring back home if the simian didn't testify against him. Louie is now claiming that the fruit never came. Pete retorted that it was in the mail. Louie asked what is mail. Pete tried explaining, but Louie thought it was another man trick, and now they're fighting.

Dean:.... Man, why can't shit be normal around you??

Zybala: I ask myself that every day, my friend


~ Vaughn and Louie continue to fight outside. Vicky starts to stir. Vaughn, as if sensing this, tries to push away from Louie to get back in the ring, but the King won't let him leave. He dazed Vaughn with a backhand, but Peter retaliates with a headbutt that jars the orangutan. Only Peter Vaughn would think of headbutting any monkey. He turns back to the ring once more, seeing Vicky roll to her hands and knees. Vaughn starts walking but is grabbed once more by Louie! Vaughn gets pulled backwards into the waiting arms of the orangutan King, who jumps up and nails a Zig-Zag onto Vaughn in the ultimate move of disrespect! Vaughn drops to the floor and Louie stands tall over him, pounding his chest and yelling in victory! Of course, the monkey had to hit Vaughn with his own move from behind, but the King will take any sort of win. He proudly walks back up the ramp as Vaughn lays ringside.

Stone, seeing thus and probably wondering if she should lay off the gas rag, struggles to her feet once more. The crowd is booing and cheering, some liked the free Harmonypam after all, as Vicky limps towards the last corner. She places her good leg on the bottom rope, and pulls slowly hops up with her other leg. Gingerly, she repeats this process to the middle rope. As she ascends to the top, a loud pop comes from the crowd as a fan with a hood over their head runs in the ring! Security is too slow as this person runs over to Vicky, leaps up behind her and hits her in the back of the head with something!! Vicky drops hard to the mat, cradling the back of her head in pain as security finally catches the culprit. They subdue them and pull off the hood! The Yardies in the audience erupts as Fanny is revealed, glaring with hate at Vicky!! She drops a large turnip from her hand, the weapon obviously, and lets security take her away, yelling at Vicky the entire time. ~


Dean: Seriously, some normality is all I ask for.

Zybala: Dude, I've seen OCW when you were in charge. Do you wanna be the pot or the kettle?

Dean: Why, because I'm black?!

Zybala: What? No, because you're being a hypocrite. Dean OCW was weird as fuck.

Dean: ‘least we didn't have huge monkeys running around attacking suckas.

Zybala: I mean, you had Bifford murdering people…

Dean: Why you gotta go there? The trial found him innocent.


~ Once again, both wrestlers are down and out as the fans try to cheer them on. For many moments, neither move much, just slight stirring. The crowd continues to cheer as Mitch just watches on. He's just there to call for the bell. He wonders why he even came out here for this match. Vaughn slowly starts to get up, feeling the effects of the monkey beat down, as Vicky starts to stir after her Turnip Tussle. Vaughn pulls himself painfully into the ring, as Vicky starts to stand up. Peter rolls under the rope and notices the turnip that Fanny dropped. He picks it up then charges forward, swinging the turnip at Stone, but she manages to duck under it. She goes on the offensive, peppering Vaughn with rights and lefts, driving him back into the corner, as the crowd erupts.

Stone lands a few more hits, refusing to back down. She tries to pry the turnip from Vaughn's hand, maybe to use it for herself, but Peter pulls it away, then takes another wild vegetable powered swing. Stone blocks it with her left arm, numbing it. She stumbles back, shaking the arm to get some feeling good back. Vaughn charges in again, turnip cocked and ready, but Vicky manages a leapfrog over him, then grabs Vaughn from behind, hammering away at him with forearms. THE Janitor stumbles away. Stone positions herself, waiting for the champ to turn around. When he does, she tries to boot him in the gut with her hurt leg, using the good one as her base, probably looking for STONED again. Peter catches her leg, however, and hits it hard with the turnip!!

Vaughn releases the leg and Stone can't stand, in excruciating pain. Vaughn slowly stalks his prey, who in spite of the anguish tries to roll away. Vaughn throws the turnip down at Vicky before mounting her, and starts pounding away. With strikes, you perverts, not in a sexual way. Stone is hurting badly as the shots continue. After a few well placed strikes, Vaughn believes it's time for the end. He hauls Vicky up and immediately hits her with a powerful brainbuster, making sure to hold her up for a few seconds before dropping her down.. Almost out of reflex, Vaughn starts to go into the cover, but stops when he remembers the box. He gets up and looks down at Stone who is now trying to crawl towards the ropes. She reaches then, and exhausted after all the punishment, goes under the bottom rope and basically just falls to the outside. Vaughn, sensing blood in the water. follows Stone to the outside. He sees Vicky trying to get under the ring, maybe to escape? The champ grabs her feet and hauls her back out, only to be sprayed with a fire extinguisher!! The foam sends Peter reeling back, sputtering and coughing!! The crowd cheers as the white cloud covers the wrestler, giving Stone some precious few seconds to recover. ~


Zybala: Desperation pays off for Vicky as she blinds the champ!

Dean: I thought she may have been done for after Fanny turniped her one good!

Zybala: You can't make turnip a verb…

Dean: I just did, sucka!


~ The fans cheer the action as Vaughn is leaning on the side of the ring apron, trying to clear his vision. He finally cleans his face off just in time to have Stone hop over to him on one leg, latching onto the champ's head to go for a DDT! Vaughn tries to fight her off but Stone forces him down with Damian's Dinner Time!! The champ hits the floor hard and Vicky lays next to him, tired from the abuse and her desperation maneuver. She catches her breath while lifting her hurt leg in the air, gently extending and retracting it in hopes of making the hurting stop. She gingerly gets up and limps back towards the ring. She grabs the bottom rope and pulls herself up to sit on the apron. She lays back and rolls under the rope into the ring. Vicky grabs the ropes and uses them once more to pull herself up to stand. Leaning on the ropes, she makes her way to the last turnbuckle. She takes a look back to see Vaughn pulling himself up using the barricade.

Panicked, Vicky starts to climb! She gets to the middle turnbuckle before her leg gives out, causing her to fall back to the mat on her good leg, leaning against the turnbuckles for support. She turns back and sees Vaughn sliding into the ring. Panic sets in and she rushes at Vaughn the best she can, leg be damned! Vaughn stands up in time to eat a Superkick to the face! The blow sends him into the ropes and he bounces off right into a Stoned from Vicky! The stunner sends Vaughn into the ropes again, draping his arms across the top, holding him up but dazed. She backs away, and charges at Vaughn! Peter ducks, pulling the top rope down with him! Vicky spills over the top rope, landing hard on her legs!! Her knee immediately buckles and she starts screaming in pain!

Vaughn slowly starts to crawl to the corner as the crowd is almost ravenous! They cheer, boo, and everything in between to goad their chosen wrestlers on. Peter reaches the turnbuckles and starts to climb, not bothering to look back at Vicky. Slowly, agonizingly slow, he gets to the box as Vicky starts to force herself back into the ring. She looks at where Vaughn is, and with a surge of adrenaline, starts to crawl across the mat like some deranged horror movie monster! She gets to the corner just in time to see Vaughn hoist the world title out of the box! The bell rings as Vaughn falls back to the mat, tired and bruised, and barely misses landing on top of Stone. ~


Belvedere: Here is your winner….and STILL Outsiders World Champion…. THE WRESTLING JANITOR PETER VAUGHN!!!


~ Vaughn cradles the title close as Mitch starts to check on both wrestlers. ~


Zybala: What a match! By the skin of his teeth, THE Janitor keeps his title!

Dean: I thought the sucka was gonna lose a few times. We letting Vicky keep the cash??

Zybala: I mean…. She did open that box… it's a consolation prize…

Dean: Damn… I need a new truck.


~ Mitch starts calling for some medical help for Vicky as Vaughn stands up. He slowly walks to the pile of cash and puts it all back in the bag. He tosses it by Vicky, then raises the title above his head to a thunderous ovation. Medics bring a wheelchair down the ramp for Stone as Vaughn continues to celebrate his win. He notices the Dragon Caesar action figure and goes to pick it up as we cut to our last commercial!


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WINNER TAKE ALL BRACK FRIDAY BUNDURU ALL PWA CHAMPIONSHIPS MATCH

SYNN vs Veronica Strader vs Bob Grenier vs Bradley Carrington vs Dylan Thomas vs Alexandra Callaway vs Matt Knox

~ We cut back to ringside and the fans explode with cheers as “Ready to Go” by Republica plays over the speakers as the Elimination Chamber lowers down to surround the ring. The Yardies are throwing beer cans in celebration. The Taiwanese fans look like they may call security. The ring crew do their magic when the Chamber lands; fastening all the bolts and everything else to prevent anything from breaking. They open up the front of the Chamber so the competitors can enter. When given the all clear sign, Belvedere and Mitch walk into the ring. ~

Dean: It's finally time for the main event, 

Zybala: Damn right! We had a few hiccups along the way..

Dean: Hiccups? The were straight up fuck ups!

Zybala: Well, we're still doing our best to honor your friend and mine, Ro… I mean Dre!

Dean: Let's just get this match going! 

~ Belvedere is looking professional inside the massive structure, despite the intimidating surroundings. Mitch is staring lovingly at his Scott Syren autograph. ~

Belvedere: Ladies and gentlemen! The following is a Brack Friday Bunduru Match for every PWA Championship!! Unfortunately, we do not have the physical titles present as they are looked up somewhere in Dre's basement. However, what we do have is the PWA Championship Cup!! 

~ Low, dramatic music starts to play as The Mariachi Band comes out carrying a large trophy. It looks like The Margarita Mixer cup, except it has a PWA logo on the cup and “B.F.B.” embroidered on the base. The fans cheer, as they are clearly impressed. The Band carries the cup to ringside and sets it upon a pedestal. Everyone oohs and aahs at the trophy. Hopefully this is enough to get Will to do a review radio show like he promised. Don't deny it, author-man! We remember, the fans remember, PEPPERIDGE FARM REMEMBERS!! Enough guilting the man, let's go back to Belvedere. ~

Belvedere: The rules are simple. Three wrestlers will start while the other four will wait in pods. A new wrestler will join at random intervals because Zybala says he will not be controlled by a man made concept like time. Eliminations can happen via pinfall or submission. The last person standing will win all PWA titles! 

~ The fans cheer as a brief "PWA" chant can be heard. Belvedere allows this to go on for a little bit before he continues. ~

Belvedere: Coming to the ring first….. Hailing from Timmins, Ontario, Canada…. Weighing 222 pounds…. He is an OCW Hall of Famer and former World Champion…. He is “The King of Bong Style” BOB GRENIER


~ “Where The Hood At” by DMX hits the speakers and Bob walks out. The fans are surprised that he showed up for this and not his Outsiders World Title match. The fans visibly recoil as he walks by, the stench of Marijuana overpowering them all. Grenier rolls into the ring, and walks past a disgusted Belvedere. Mitch tells Bob to see him after the show. Bob nods before getting in his pod. The music stops and Belvedere continues. ~


Belvedere: And his opponent… Weighing in tonight at 150 pounds….. From the Great North of Anchorage, Alaska…. She is the former OCW World Champion….. SYNN!!!


~ "Yen" by Slipknot hits. The arena goes dark and a mist begins to engulf the landscape. SYNN walks out onto the ramp, a deadpan expression as she stares at the ring, tilting her head side to side. She slowly walks to the ring like impending death, before sliding into the ring under the ropes and slithering to the middle. This is the first time we see a smile, a twisted and demonic one. The demon pops up and licks her lips at Grenier before getting into her pod. ~


Belvedere: Introducing next…. Hailing from Houston, Texas by way of London, Ontario Canada…Weighing in at 155 pounds… She is the Baba Jaga of Professional Wrestling… VERONICA STRADERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


~ The OCWTron goes blank and the lights drop in the arena. “Cult of Personality” opening riff rips through the arena. The lights begin to flicker dark purple, pink and silver to the beat and the crucifix symbol of Veronica Strader-Cain appears on the OCWTron followed by the outline of a Scorpion in her signature purple. The name Veronica Strader-Cain in large font starts to flash in silver and purple, with shots of her holding up the OCW TransAtlantic title. A spotlight hits the entrance way as Veronica steps out on stage. She walks to both sides of the top, amping the OCW Faithful up! She starts to strut down to the ring, hops up on the apron and wipes her boots on the apron before stepping through the second and top rope like a normal human being. She walks to her pod, blowing a kiss at SYNN which riles her up. The music stops and Belvedere seems to be getting a message in his ear piece. He solemnly nods.. ~


Belvedere: Once again, I'm forced to be the bearer of bad news. I regret to report that Matt Knox will not be here tonight. Though he was on the airplane with us, somehow he ended up in Thailand, instead of here in Taiwan. This is the strangest technical difficulty by far tonight!


~ At this point, the audience doesn't care. Sure, why not? Why wouldn't yet another star attraction not be here? Yeah, Knox was in the main event for the PWA World title on the original Technical Difficulties 2 card Dre posted. But why should he show up on the revised version when we actually try to honor Dre for what he tried to accomplish. ~


Belvedere: Moving on….. Making his way to the ring next... coming to us from Hollywood, California…. Weighing 225 pounds…. He is “Perfection Personified”..... this is DYLAN THOMAS!!!


~ The opening bars of 'Watch Me Shine' by Fozzy play over the PA system when a record scratching sounds and is replaced by "Jesus Christ Superstar” some fans in attendance begin to stand with a subtle 'DT' chant, while others boo. The curtain jerks and through the curtain enters Lissandra Thomas. Upon seeing Lissandra, everyone cheers again. She waves her thanks and then a few moments later Dylan arrives on stage, looking around at the Faithful and the OCW Faithful are back to their 50/50 split. ~


Zybala: Dylan showing homage to his good friend, Lord Allton, by using the exact same music as Allton did for the first B.F.B. match.

Dean: Though, Dylan is hoping to have better luck than SuckaLord did and actually win tonight.


~ The Thomas's share a kiss at the top of the stage and as they walk down the ramp, they both slap as many outstretched hands as possible. When they reach the ring, they share one more kiss before Dylan hops on the apron, and Lissandra goes to the corner of the last empty pod; which Thomas enters. His music ends and Belvedere introduces the next competitor. ~


Belvedere: And their opponent… hailing from somewhere and weighing some amount of pounds….. ALEXANDRA CALLAWAY!!!


~ Callaway walks out onto the ramp with no music, no fanfare, nothing. Why? Because we couldn't find a damn profile anywhere. She gets about halfway when she is stopped by some random, nondescript person. This person starts talking to her and leads her back up the ramp as the people are confused. ~


Belvedere: Ladies and gentlemen, I have just been informed that due to not having any contact with her handler and Outsiders not wanting to cause that many waves, Ms. Callaway will not be participating in this match….


~ The fans have had enough by this point. The rioting starts up again. Chairs are being thrown. People are brawling. Curt's Rangers are trying to help security quell the people. The Yardies are particularly vicious. Shit starts to really get out of hand… ~

"THEY SAY A HERO CAN SAVE US....."

~ "Hero" by Nickelback hits the speakers and this causes The Yardies to stop in their tracks. Uber Man comes out as his music plays. He is in his hero costume and The Yardies lose their freaking minds!! This causes the Taiwanese folk to take pause as well. Belvedere seems to be getting a message through his ear piece. ~


Belvedere: Introducing her replacement.... His secret lair is in Rancho Cucamonga, California. Weighing at 190 pounds of justice, he is the only Outsiders Grand Slam Champion! This is The UBEEER-MAAAN!!!!!


~ Uber-Man strikes a superhero pose before heading down the ramp. He high fives fans on his way ringside and walks around the ring, as if remembering the last time he was in The Chamber. ~


Dean: Sucka, you ain't tell me you got Uber-Man for tonight!

Zybala: Gotta keep some surprises tucked away.


~ The fans are still cheering, and get even louder when Uber-Man steps in front of The Mighty Morphin Canon Rangers. The masked heroes all stare at each other for a while as the fans never stop cheering. Even The Malvados are excitedly yelling into their headsets for our Spanish Speaking fans at home. The crowd is so loud that they don't hear Belvedere introduce Bradley Carrington. The Teacher thinks the cheers are actually for him as he waves to the fans. As Carrington steps in the ring, Uber-Man and The Canon Rangers strike a heroic group pose that garners the loudest cheer of the night thus far! And that poor bastard Bradly thinks it's for him. Uber-Man then leaves the Rangers and enters the ring. The music finishes playing and the cage wall is closed and secured! Mitch calls for the bell!!

This match is finally underway! Carrington and Uber-Man circle each other, taking their time, sizing each other up, waiting for the other to act first. Bradley isn't dumb enough to take the hero for granted. He was there in the beginning to see the rise of Uber-Man to stardom, and Uber-Man never takes anyone else lightly. The two men snap towards each other, with Carrington suddenly throwing a forearm, staggering Uber-Man, who immediately throws his own shots back, and the fight is on! Uber-Man takes over, shoving Carrington into the corner, catching Bradley by surprise. Uber throws a few strong punches into Carrington's side, working to weaken his midsection. Uber then lowers his shoulder and starts driving it into the stomach to do more damage.

Between attacks, a winded Carrington starts to yell at Mitch to do something, a five count, anything. The ref merely shrugs, not stopping anything because of the lack of rules, but Uber-Man stops. He looks at Mitch and asks if he was inadvertently cheating. Uber-Man looks distressed that he may have broken a rule. Carrington takes advantage of this distraction by grabbing Uber-Man and throwing him in the corner. The Professor starts throwing some high knees into the superhero! He strikes again and again, with Uber-Man taking the hits and trying to shrug them off. He manages to shove Carrington backwards, with Bradley doing a roll, only to jump right up and run forward again with a splash!! Uber sees this coming and rolls out of the corner, with Carrington catching himself on the ropes at the last second to stop his momentum. He stands in the corner instead of crashing into it. ~


Zybala: Some quick back and forth right from the get go. Uber and Carrington are not pulling punches tonight.

Dean: Yeah, but those suckas better slow down. Save some of that energy for the other folk. They in for a long time, not a fun time.


~ After his roll, Uber-Man gets to his feet,l as Carrington quickly drops forward on his knee and tries to grab Uber-Man's leg. Uber dodges and lunges forward to grab at Carrington, who also dodges. They back away and start taking slow deep breaths. It's as if they heard Dean and try to slow down. Conserve that energy for later. The pair lock up in the good ol’ collar and elbow, when Uber quickly grabs Carrington's wrist and tries to throw him into the ropes, but The Professor doesn't budge. Uber tries again and it's the same results. Carrington then whips Uber into the ropes. Uber hits and Carrington raises a big boot, but Uber stops himself by holding onto the top rope. Carrington sets his feet before dashing at Uber-Man with a clothesline, but Uber-Man ducks, pulling the top rope down with him.

Carrington, seeing this at the last second, grabs the top rope and hops over it, landing gently on the steel floor between the pods. Uber then reaches over the ropes, trying to grab Carrington who simply avoids it by walking over to the nearest pod, which houses Dylan Thomas. The two former associates start talking, catching up as Uber goes to lean in the corner to rest a bit. No use at going all out this early. He even turns to talk to the person in the pod behind him, sees SYNN, and recoils a little in fear at the face paint. Heroic fear. A true hero knows how to be afraid and conquer it. Uber-Man tries to strike up a conversation with SYNN, who just stares. And stares…. And stares… Unsettled, Uber-Man turns away and spots Carrington stepping between the ropes. He stops when he sees Uber-Man looking at him.

Bradley grins innocently as it dawns on the hero that Cartington was going to blindside him! Uber-Man starts to actually lecture Carrington about the rules and being a good sport when the lights go dim. The crowd cheers as a spotlight spins roulette style over the pods as the two wrestlers look around, trying to see on whom the light stops. Uber silently hopes it's not the creepy face paint lady. After several rotations, it slows to a stop on.....~


Zybala: First pod is about to open up. Who's it gonna be, Dean?

Dean: No idea, sucka. I bet Uber doesn't want it to be SYNN, though.

Zybala: Why do you say it with all capitals?

Dean: Sucka, how the hell can you hear what words I'm capitalizing when I talk?!?


~ The light stops on a pod and it opens! Out steps Bob Grenier!! He walks up to Uber and Carrington, and starts to lecture Carrington with the hero! The crowd laughs as the pair call The Professor things like “naughty” and “not a good sport.” Carrington tries to hit the pair with a double clothesline, but they duck and hit him with a double neckbreaker! Carrington is on the mat, cradling his neck as the other two quickly get to their feet. Strader gives a mocking applause from her pod. Uber extends a hand to Grenier, as if looking for a temporary alliance.

Grenier looks at the hand for a bit before he smiles. Uber-Man seems excited; this is until Bob pie faces him! The crowd starts to boo. Grenier backs up and motions for Uber to bring it. The hero lunges forward with an Uber-Kick!! Grenier grabs the foot and spins Uber-Man around, trying to disorient him. Uber spins a full 360 and comes back with a knife edged chop across Grenier’s chest. The fans cheer this as Bob holds his chest tight before responding with a wild right! Uber-Man ducks as Grenier spins around from the force of his swing. Uber-Man jumps on Bob's back, catching him in a sleeper hold as he locks both legs around Bob’s waist!! Grenier staggers and stumbles around, choking. He reaches the ropes and wraps both hands around the top. He bends at the knees as the crowd rises with anticipation. ~


Dean: What’s the sucka doing?? Grabbing the ropes don't break the holds in this kinda match.

Zybala: Uber-Man better watch out. He may have a temporary upper hand, but Bob is a crafty bastard.


~ Surprising everyone, Grenier leaps into the air and actually flips over the top rope with Uber still on his back!! Bob has somersaulted all the way to the metal flooring on the outside, crushing Uber-Man between him and the floor!! The crowd goes nuts as Grenier shows everyone that he has never skipped Leg Day a day in his life! He gets up and starts laying the boots into Uber-Man, back turned to the ring. Bob doesn't notice Carrington getting back to his feet. The Professor is back up and looks around and spots Grenier stomping Uber. Carrington backs up and bursts towards the ropes, leaping through them with a suicide dive at Grenier!!

Carrington connects and drives Bob backward into the Chamber wall as The Professor hits an inadvertent splash on the down Uber-Man by coincidence. He doesn't waste any time on Uber. Instead Bradley gets back to his feet and unfurls a blistering paint-brush slap to Bob's face that rocks his head to one side, followed by a forearm shot to the chest sending the former world champ back into the steel! Carrington turns to the masked man and helps Uber to his feet when an angry Grenier, cuz who likes being slapped, marches up and hooks Carrington in a Full Nelson. He lifts Carrington up for a Full Nelson Slam, but Uber stops it. He pulls Carrington free and pushes him to the side and throws an Uberkick at Grenier!!

Bob ducks as Uber stumbles forward. He catches his balance quickly and turns to see Grenier hopping on the middle rope and performing a backflip! The crowd cheers his athleticism as he hits Uber-Man with the moonsault!! As Grenier gets back to his feet, he is met with a double ax handle, courtesy of Carrington jumping off of the top turnbuckle! Grenier staggers and Carrington grabs him, throwing him back into the ring. Bradley quickly turns towards Uber-Man, still on the ground, and goes for the pin. A nearby Mitch hops to the outside to count. ~


Mitch: One…..







Two…..




~ Uber gets a shoulder up just in time. Carrington pays no mind as he merely gets up and gives Uber a disrespectful kick to the head before getting back in the ring to stalk Grenier. ~


Zybala: The Professor showing no signs of ring rust tonight.

Dean: Maybe he's wrestling elsewhere. Staying in shape.

Zybala: I don't know. I'm not writing a bio-piece on the guy.

Dean: Didn't he write an autobiography?

Zybala: Yeah. Read it. Boring as hell. 0 stars, wouldn't recommend.


~ Somehow, Carrington hears this and storms right past Grenier and towards the side of the Chamber where the announce tables are. He starts yelling at Zybala about not knowing great literature and would be surprised if he's read anything besides Super Fudge! Zybala is about to retort that he has an extensive library between him and his wife's collections when the lights dim again. The fans cheer as The roulette begins once more and stops on the pod nearest to Cartington.

IT'S SYNN!!

She squeezes her way out of the cage, the door not opening fast enough for her liking, and charges right at The Professor!! She blasts him with a front dropkick, sending him into the opposite empty pod wall. She looks at the yelling Zybala, who was mentioning his Stephen King collection, and yells at him to read Mr. Mercedes. Zybala says he just started it. SYNN nods before charging at the now sitting Carrington, hitting him with a side hip attack that sends his head bouncing off of the pod once more! Carrington slumps to the floor. She looks around, spots Mitch on the other side of the ring, and enters it, not bothering with a pin attempt. Grenier catches her just as she enters and starts slugging away at her!

SYNN fights back, but Grenier's size advantage is getting the better of her. SYNN staggers back and bumps against the ropes. Grenier rushes forward as SYNN jumps up to hit Bob with a big boot to the mush! Grenier drops to one knee, dazed, and SYNN is about to continue with her attack, when Uber-Man runs up behind Grenier and hits him with a surprise roll-up! Before Mitch can get in position, SYNN pulls Uber-Man up by the mask and shoves him in a corner. She starts chopping away at the masked man's chest. He tries to cover his chest, but this just prompts SYNN to punch him in the head. SYNN alternates between chops and punches, much to the detriment of Uber-Man.

Grenier gets to his feet and sees SYNN beating on Uber-Man. Bob sneaks up behind SYNN, bends over and tries to lift her up on his shoulders, but quickly counters. She bends over slightly and starts punching the top of Bob's head. She looks like she is gonna go for a reverse, backwards Pedigree of some kind when she notices a now recovered Uber-Man has made it to the top rope. The hero flies off the top at SYNN, but she sidesteps! Uber-Man lands on his feet right on top of a bent off Bob! Uber quickly wraps his arms around Grenier’s waist, uses the momentum from jumping down and flips over, hitting the Canadian with a picture perfect Canadian Destroyer!! ~


Zybala: UBER-DESTROYER!!

Dean: Are we just replacing word of the moves he does wit “Uber”? Like Uber-Line, and Uber-Bomb and etcetera?

Zybala: Of course. And before you ask, he has the best damn Uber-Lock in the business!

Dean: Man, that just seems like lazy writing to me.

Zybala: Lazy AND easy.


~ Bob's head bounces off of the mat as Uber-Man quickly covers The King of Bong Style! ~


Mitch: One……







Two……






Thr…



~ Grenier shoots an arm up in the nick of time. Uber smacks the mat in frustration and he drags Grenier to his feet. He instantly regrets that as Grenier nails Uber-Man with a Hot Box kick between the legs. Both men slump back to the mat for different reasons and SYNN looks over them, deciding which carcass to pick at. That's when she hears something from behind. She turns around just in time to see Carrington's outstretched leg flying at her face! The Professor attempts a Rough Ryder but SYNN counters that into a powerbomb!! Though he crashes hard onto the mat, Carrington quickly grabs SYNN's head and arm and locks her in The Cornell Clutch triangle choke!!

Mitch is quickly over, asking her if she wants to quit! She is telling him no in the most impolite way possible as she struggles to break the hold, but Bradley has it locked in tight! SYNN is squirming around, trying to break free and avoids passing out. She takes a deep breath and spits the Asian Mist into his eyes! He screams out as he releases the hold and starts trying to wipe away the crud from his eyes. SYNN quickly drags Carrington up to his feet, sets him up in a lifting cradle and nails The Bram Stoker (Ram-Paige)!!! Carrington's head spikes on the mat and SYNN pushes him to his back. She is about to make the pin but is pushed out of the way by a slightly recovered Grenier. He gets on top of Carrington and makes the cover! ~


Mitch: One……







Two……






THREE!!


Belvedere: Bradley Carrington has been eliminated.


~ The Chamber wall opens and The Mariachis come to drag Carrington out. The wall closes once more as SYNN stands up, glaring at Bob for taking her pin. It doesn't matter in the grand scheme of the Chamber, but it's the principle of the matter. ~


Dean: Bob just stole that pin!

Zybala: No clue why though. There aren't any points to score in The B.F.B. and it seemed to only just make SYNN mad.

Dean: Tough break for The Professor, though.

Zybala: Meh. I doubt he'll even read this. I just needed a character of someone who wouldn't complain.

Dean: Man, enough with the fourth wall breaks!

Zybala: Pfft. People know what I'm about.


~ Uber-Man starts moving as he is crawling over to the ropes. Grenier starts to get up on his knees, then pushes himself up, but SYNN bowls him over with a spear!! Grenier's down again, but now Uber-Man is back up, kicking a running boot to SYNN's face! The blow is glancing, but SYNN still goes down. Uber then goes to land some clubbing blows on Grenier's back, trying to weaken him before he pulls Bob back to his feet. He boots Grenier and sets him up, looking for a D.D.T. Grenier stops it, pushing Uber-Man off of him, right into SYNN! She grabs Uber-Man from behind and pulls him backwards, locking his arms. Grenier, seeing this, hits the ropes and charges forward, going for a running clothesline. But Uber says fuck that noise, pulls free at the last second, and drops to his knees. Grenier goes to clothesline SYNN instead, but she ducks and Bob keeps running. He hits the ropes, but he grabs them, stopping his momentum. He steps between the ropes and to the outside of the ring. He gestures at SYNN to go after Uber-Man. ~


Dean: Bobby G playing it smart out there.

Zybala: Yup. Instead of getting his hands dirty, he's more than eager to stay on the sidelines, catch his breath, and let his opponents fight it out. Save his energy for when the others join.

Dean: Speaking of. It's been a while. When is another sucka gonna be let loose?

Zybala: No clue. That's why it's called random.


~ SYNN glares at Bob and is about to go after him. Nobody tells her what to do. She is stopped when Uber-Man grabs from behind. He wraps his arms around her waist, but SYNN breaks free. She turns to face Uber-Man and starts punching away at his head, really staggering the Grand Slam Champ. She throws in some elbow strikes, really ringing the hero's bell. SYNN then heads to the ropes and comes back with a thrust kick to the jaw! Uber topples over, stunned, and SYNN immediately goes for the cover, hooking a leg. Mitch gets in position, but Uber-Man immediately kicks out. SYNN gets up, still looking surprised, as The Uber-Man starts to rise!

She backs up again and comes running with a knee strike! But Uber blocks it, catching SYNN by the leg! SYNN hops on one foot, trying to get free, as Uber-Man rises up to his feet. SYNN quickly hits an enziguri, causing Uber to release her foot and stagger back a step, but then he strikes a heroic pose as if nothing happened! This angers SYNN as she hauls off and hits Uber-Man's chin with a stiff right! Another pose! SYNN backs up and hits Uber with a bicycle kick, sending him back a step, but she is met with yet another pose! Uber is slightly shaking as he does the pose, and the crowd cheers the brave heroics! SYNN is not amused. She runs at the ropes to build momentum and then back at Uber-Man, leveling him with a huge Yakuza Kick! Uber falls to the mat, but rolls over and while still shaking, pushes himself to his feet. He is breathing heavily as he stares daggers at a confused SYNN. He strikes yet another heroic pose to the roar of the crowd! ~


Dean: If you tell me that he's “Ubering Up”, I swear to God above I will shit in your cereal.

Zybala: But Dean! SYNN's attacks aren't phasing the hero at all! What would you call it?

Dean: Sucka, you can't stick Uber in front of everything and make it a thing! Quit trying to make Uber-add shit here, happen!

Zybala:.... If I can make Fetch happen, I can make this happen!

Dean: FETCH NEVER HAPPENED!


~ Call it what you want, SYNN is still not amused. She hauls back to punch Uber, but he blocks it and then points at SYNN while the fans shout “YOU!” Uber-Man then scoops SYNN up for the (world's strongest) Uber Slam but quickly drops her as he cries out in pain!! Dylan Thomas is on his knees behind Uber-Man with an uppercut between his legs! No heroic pose is stopping that hurt. SYNN falls to the mat and rolls away as Dylan turns Uber to face him and hoists him on his shoulders! He shrugs Uber off and nails him with a Perfect Finisher double knee gutbuster!! Uber is on his hands and knees struggling to breath as Dylan gets up, hits the ropes and comes back with a BRUTAL kick to the head Uber-Man!! Uber-Man drops to the mat as the fans boo while Dylan makes the cover!! ~


Mitch: One…..







Two…..






THREE!!


Belvedere: The Uber-Man has been eliminated!!


~ A chorus of boos erupt from the crowd as SYNN starts yelling about people stealing her pins. She gives a death glare at Dylan and starts towards him. Dylan looks like he's scared, but in a mocking way. When the Chamber wall opens, Dylan pushes Uber out and then exits the Chamber as the wall closes again. ~


Dean: The fuck just happened?! I didn't see any lights go off. There was no roulette spotlight. How da fuq did Dylan get in the match?!?

Zybala: Shit… Look at his pod. The plexiglass seems to have just come loose. Another technical problem on top of the dozen others tonight. I feel we're cursed.

Dean: Maybe. But why the hell he leave the ring as soon as he got in? Don't make no sense!

Zybala: Can't be pinned if you're not in the match, I guess.

Dean: Man, now why is he crawling under the fucking ring?!?


~ SYNN seems to share in Dean's confusion as she stares at Thomas crawling under the ring. Grenier sneaks back in and nails SYNN in the back of the head with a Superman Punch!! SYNN staggers forward as Grenier locks in a Half Nelson and drops SYNN almost right on her head with a Half and Half. Bob gets up and quickly goes to grab SYNN in the O'Gormans Noose!! He wraps his legs around her torso as he really pulls on the front chancery when the lights go out! Despite there being only one wrestler left in a pod, the roulette still happens and the spotlight stops on Strader, to no one's surprise. Not wanting to be blindsided by the new opponent, Bob releases SYNN and hops to his feet as Veronica charges right at him.

The two wrestlers approach each other, Bob raises his arms, taking up an MMA-inspired defense. Strader answers with her own, and the two start circling around the ring. Strader snaps a few kicks at Grenier’s legs, testing her out. Veronica responds with a couple of punches, driving Grenier back as he dodges. They then lock up, twisting back and forth for a few seconds, before Grenier looks to turn it into a Guillotine choke! He tries to drop back, but Strader quickly counters by turning it into a Northern Lights Suplex! She tries to bridge, but Bob immediately is able to roll free and up to his feet. Strader kips up and swiftly nails Grenier with a Superkick, causing him to turn into an Exploder Suplex, courtesy of SYNN! Grenier is down as the two ladies stare at one another. ~


Dean: Shits about to get real, sucka!

Zybala: Yup. These two ain't exactly fond of each other.

Dean: What women are?

Zybala: Man, I'm almost 40. What PEOPLE are? I like who I like, and that's it. I'm at the age where I don't wanna meet new people.

Dean: You like me though, right?

Zybala: We cool.


~ After more staring, SYNN dares Strader to step up, wanting to fight. Veronica shrugs before jumping forward with another sudden Superkick!! SYNN barely manages to dodge away from it, stepping in and grabbing Roni from behind with a headlock. She quickly reverses, but SYNN immediately shoots her into the ropes, sending the former part owner towards the other end of the ring. As Starter returns, SYNN leapfrogs over her, then bends down, catching Strader off the rebound with a back body drop. But with a remarkable display of athleticism, Strader lands on her feet! She then jumps forward, latching onto SYNN and dropping her with a Ukrainian Leg Sweep! The crowd pops at the fast paced action!

Wanting to continue her momentum, Strader drags SYNN up to her feet. She whips her foe hard into the corner, where SYNN hits with enough force to where she falls into a seated position. Seeing this, Veronica backs away to get a running start. As Baba Jaga charges forward, SYNN suddenly pulls herself up off the ropes, spinning a kick right into Roni's ribs! Strader bends over, with SYNN latching onto her and lifting up and over with an Exploder into the turnbuckles! The move causes Strader to crumble to the mat. SYNN looks like she plans to do more damage, but a loud metallic sound distracts her.

She looks around until she sees the source of the noise. A panel of the metal flooring lifts up and Dylan Thomas’ head pokes out for a second. Seeing the coast clear, he ducks back down and a second later, a chair flies out of the hole and into the ring. Dylan is throwing everything as various weapons are thrown from under the ring. For good measure, he pushes a few tables up from under the ring before pulling himself back up. He closes the hole and looks around, surveying the scene. Bob is still down, but slowly recovering, and SYNN has Strader down.

Thomas enters the ring and walks over to Bob. He pulls Grenier up, who counters with a jawbreaker, sending Thomas staggering away from him! Thomas rubs his jaw, checking to make sure he hasn't lost any teeth. He angrily turns back to face Grenier who launches a kick into Thomas' abdomen, bending him over! Grenier then grabs Thomas by the head and leaps, dropping him to the mat with a facebuster! Thomas kicks his feet on the canvas, holding his nose, as Grenier slowly gets back to his feet, breathing heavily. The fans are loving the action, no longer showing favorites. Half of The Yardies have actually seemed to have filled out of the arena, now that Uber-Man, the last Outsiders wrestler, has been eliminated. ~


Zybala: Down to our final four. Who is gonna take the gold and the cup?

Dean: My money is on Strader. That whole family is tough as nails.

Zybala: If I was forced to choose, I'd say Bob. He can get real down and dirty when he wants to win.

Dean: Plus he almost drowned you to try and win a match.

Zybala: Almost being the key word.


~ SYNN and Grenier are on their feet, looking at their downed opponents and wondering what to do next. Should they attack each other or press their advantages? SYNN decides to stay with Strader as she brings Roni back up, and locks her in a bearhug to further weaken her. As Roni tries to fight against it, she gets some unexpected help, as Grenier, now with a kendo stick, runs up behind SYNN and swings for the fences towards the back of her leg!! SYNN topples backwards, her leg compromised, with Strader landing on top of her! Veronica takes full advantage and starts punching away at SYNN's forehead repeatedly, busting her open!! Grenier gives SYNN another wack with the cane before turning around to go after Dylan.

BIG MISTAKE! As soon as Bob turns around, he is met with a chair to the head! Concussion concerns be damned! Thomas lays the former world champ out with a vicious hit. Grenier is down, and Dylan turns to Strader, who is still working over SYNN. Dylan calls out Roni's name, and when she looks up, she gets a chair shot of her own! She collapses to the mat next to SYNN. Dylan starts laying into everyone with chair shot after chair shot as the fans cheer the violence! Dylan gives Strader one last hit, his loss to her in their last match not lost to his memory, and he throws the chair down on Roni as he goes looking for something else to use.

He sees a table that stirs his interest, goes and grabs it, and sets it up near a corner. Then he grabs another table and sets it up next to the original. He then drags Strader to that corner and hoists her up on the top turnbuckle. He climbs up next to her and sets her for a Superplex. The fans are buzzing with anticipation as Dylan tries to lift Strader, but she grabs the top of the pod to brace herself. Dylan gives her a quick punch to the side to shake her loose, but Roni doesn't let go. She gives The A-Lister a headbutt, briefly stunning him, but Dylan retaliates with one of his own. The two trade headbutts, totally ignoring their own wellbeing when SYNN runs over and pushes them both from the top rope to the outside! Thomas and Strader hit the metal hard as they lay in a heap between the pods.

Feeling daring, SYNN starts to climb the ropes to the top turnbuckle. She then climbs to the top of the pod. Grenier comes over and looks up at SYNN and climbs the corner to give chase. Grenier pulls himself up on the pod and SYNN gives him a staggering punch for his troubles. SYNN sees Strader and Thomas stand up and an idea crosses her mind. She flips off the top of the pod with a Swanton and lands on top of Dylan and Veronica, knocking them down again!! Grenier looks down, his face mirroring the fans' emotions and chants of “Holy Shit!” ~


Zybala: SYNN risking it all right there!! That could have ended her if Dylan and Roni stepped out of the way.

Dean: Makes you wonder why people don't move out of the way more…

Zybala: You know, I've often wondered th… what the hell is Bob doing?!

Dean: Oh shit, sucka. He isn't, is he?!


~ Grenier sits on top of the pod and pulls out a lighter and a blunt! He starts to light up as the fans boo! They want Bob to smoke on his own time! Mitch starts to climb up the pod as well, and Bob helps him up. The ref sits next to Bob, who passes him the blunt! Mitch gladly accepts and starts to smoke up with Bob!! They start cheering along with the fans for the other three to get up. Grenier is more than happy to let the others fight while he has a smoke break. SYNN starts to get up first and looks at her downed opponents. She goes after Dylan, still a little mad about him stealing a pin from her earlier. She starts to stomp at him for a bit before going to Strader and kicking her as well. Grenier cheers her on the whole time. SYNN looks up, disgusted by the lack of perceived respect from Grenier. I mean, who actually gets high in the middle of a match?!

SYNN decides to go after Bob, who starts yelling he ain't done smoking yet. Mitch, seeing the intent of SYNN, scurries off of the pod as carefully as possible, blunt still in his mouth. Bob starts yelling about thievery, but SYNN starts climbing the turnbuckle. She reaches towards the pod and Grenier stands up and starts stomping at the edge, trying to hit her hands. SYNN keeps reaching in hopes of pulling herself up when she is clubbed in the back by Dylan! She drops to her feet on the mat and turns to face Thomas and the two start duking it out near the tables. Grenier goes back to watching intently. ~


Dean: I hope we don't get in trouble for the pot.

Zybala: Hopefully the authorities will let us off with a warning?

Dean: Maybe we throw Mitch under the bus?

Zybala: Dude! That's our ref and colleague!! How dare you!! We can give them Bob.

Dean: Wait! What's Strader doing, sucka?!


~ Dean is talking about Veronica climbing up the Chamber wall like a spider and right behind Bob! She Superkicks him in the back of the head!! Bob stumbles forward but grabs a Chamber link and holds on! He wavers on one foot though, hanging precariously. The weed is giving him heightened senses and reflexes. He swings back onto the pod and right into a foot to the balls by Roni! He doubles over and she puts his head between her legs! She lifts him up for a piledriver, but steps over his arms. Everyone is on edge as Strader looks down and leaps off of the pod with the Proud & Strong!!!

They fall through the second table, missing the first one completely!! Mitch immediately rushes over to make sure both are still alive. Roni, who normally rolls the move into a Boston Crab, barely moves as the air is driven from her lungs!! Bob is worse off seeing as he was driven through a table face first from a great height!! Strader rolls off of Grenier, clutching her chest in pain and struggling to breathe! She crawls back over to Bob, rolls him to his back and covers him! ~


Mitch: One……




Two…….






THREE!!!



Belvedere: Bob Grenier has been eliminated!


~ And then there were three! Dylan and SYNN had stopped their fisticuffs to watch the human car crash, but Dylan refocuses on SYNN faster and rocks her with a punch to the face, followed by a European uppercut, then a V-Trigger!!! SYNN is out on her feet and Thomas rolls her on the remaining table. Honestly, he wonders how Strader and Grenier missed this one in their fall. He shrugs and starts climbing the ropes. The fans cheer as they wonder what top rope move Dylan will perform. The cheers get louder as a piece of the floor grate opens up and a hooded figure climbs out from underneath. They get in the ring and run up behind Thomas, first pushing SYNN off of the table. They then give Dylan a low blow from behind, then hop on the second turnbuckle behind Thomas, keeping their arm still between Dylan's legs. They then hop sideways, dragging Dylan down with an Avalanche Surprise Roll-up through the table!! The Yardies go crazy as their hopes are high! Could it be?!? The figure stands up and takes the hood off. The Yardies go insane and the Taiwanese folk follow suit! ~


Dean: IT'S FUCKING BARRY, SUCKA!!!

Zybala: Oh my God! Barry Barrows is back in an Outsiders ring!!

Dean: And he's getting revenge on Thomas! The A-List Family always screwed B Double over when he fought Allton. He be getting himself some payback!


~ Barry looks down at Dylan, yelling and screaming about payback being best served cold. He then spots Strader and SYNN starting to get to their feet and decides it's time to leave. He's done enough. Barry hops out of the ring, and goes to the grate he entered the Chamber in, climbs down and closes it behind him. He crawls out from under the ring and runs backstage, most likely to hide from security. SYNN and Strader look at Dylan writhing in pain in the wreckage of the table. Strader goes to pin him at the same time SYNN attempts the same. They collide into each other and fall over. They stand up and stare at each other, talking some real good shit talk.

Strader then slaps the taste from SYNN's mouth! SYNN retaliates by chopping Strader's chest into an A cup! The two exchange blows and chops. SYNN's chops actually leave bloody welts on Roni's chest and SYNN forehead cut is flowing freely once more. Strader begins to get the upper hand and begins to unleash a vicious assault. Punch after punch after punch has SYNN almost fall on her ass before Strader brings her back vertical. The Scorpion takes a step back and jumps in with a Superkick but she misses as SYNN drops to one knee, disoriented from the punches. Strader stumbles and almost trips to the mat, but regains her balance before turning to the other woman, frustrated.

Roni brings SYNN back up, hooking her head underneath her arm, looking for a DDT but SYNN slumps back to the ground, partially from exhaustion and partially from the blood making her head slick . Veronica violently pulls her opponent back up and throws her arm over SYNN's shoulder, trying to lift her up for a suplex but SYNN counters by falling backwards, rolling Roni up in a small cradle in the process. Mitch takes a quick hit before running over. ~


Mitch: One…….





Two…….






~Roni kicks out as SYNN looks frustrated, slapping the mat in anger. Baba Jaga rolls away and quickly gets back to her feet, racing towards SYNN. Strader swings with a kick but SYNN dodges backwards, throwing Roni off balance. SYNN then charges at an unsuspecting Strader and shoves her into the ropes. Strader bounces off right into a bicycle kick that sends her stumbling back into the ropes, rebounding again where SYNN nails her with a discus back elbow!! It’s Roni's turn to drop to a knee as SYNN hits the rope. She bounces back and leaps at Strader with a Shining Wizard! Strader quickly counters by catching SYNN, lifting her and dropping her with a sloppy spinebuster!! Too tired to get all of the move or make the cover, Strader falls back to the mat, panting. Both women lay on the mat in pain trying to get some energy back.

Dylan struggles to get up from the wreckage of the table. He is confused as to what happened. He turns around and sees both women out on the mat. He walks over to Strader, grabs a handful of hair and pulls, forcing Strader up to her feet. He lifts her and bullies her back into a corner! Her lower back hits the top turnbuckle as the back of her head bangs against the pod! She reaches for her head, holding it in pain as she slumps in the corner. Dylan presses his advantage as he jumps up and smacks her in the face with a knee. He then knees her in the gut and locks her around the waist. He picks her up and carries her toward the pile of broken tables. He flips her over and SLAMS her into the wood with a Gutwrench Suplex!!! Veronica grits her teeth, wincing in pain. Dylan returns to his feet, feeling a sense of catharsis. ~


Dean: Hmmm…

Zybala: What?

Dean: I think Dylan did something similar in his last match with Roni.

Zybala: Maybe he was feeling nostalgic?

Dean: He lost that match, sucka. Why would he wanna relive it?

Zybala: Man, I don't know. I'm not a mind reader


~ Dylan admires his handiwork a little too long as a somewhat recovered SYNN comes from behind and hits Thomas in the back of the head with a chair! Thomas falls on top of Strader as SYNN throws the chair aside and grabs Dylan's legs. She pulls him off of Strader and makes the cover!


Mitch: One……..







Two…….





Thr…..


~ Dylan barely beats the three count and SYNN immediately gets in Mitch's face, not happy that it wasn't three. Mitch is adamant that Thomas beat the count, and SYNN turns her frustration back to Dylan. She wipes some blood from her eyes as she pulls Thomas back up and lifts him on her shoulders and promptly drops him with Synn City!! Dylan crashes hard from the Swinging Leg Hook Fireman's Carry Slam, and SYNN makes another cover! ~


Mitch: One……..







Two…….








THREENOOOOO!!!


~ The fans cheer as Dylan gets his shoulder barely up at the last millisecond! SYNN screams in frustration as she rolls off of Thomas, panting. It's hard to tell who's exerting more energy; SYNN with hitting her moves and slowly losing that precious life fluid or Dylan getting hit and still kicking out. SYNN pushes herself up to her knees as she looks around the ring. She sees Strader still laying in the table wreckage, and then she spots the chair she hit Thomas with. She crawls over and grabs the chair again. She stands, using it as a crutch, before walking over and placing it on Thomas’ chest before going to the nearby corner. She slowly ascends the ropes and reaches the top. She balances herself against the pod before leaping off!! She comes down with a double foot stomp, but Thomas rolls out of the way!

SYNN lands on her feet hard and immediately, her left leg buckles! She falls to the mat, grabbing at the jammed limb, but Dylan shows no mercy! He quickly gets up, sees SYNN grabbing her leg and immediately locks in a Figure Four Leglock!! SYNN cries out in pain as Dylan pulls back hard. Mitch is asking SYNN if she wants to quit, and though her hand is raised, she fights through while shouting no between the yells of pain. Dylan sits up before falling backwards once more to apply more pressure to the leg! As he lays back, he sees Veronica flying through the air towards him! She has just gotten up, seen what was going on and hits the ropes, leaping off with a Veronicasault, and comes crashing down on Thomas!

This causes him to release the hold and SYNN quickly pulls her legs out from Dylan's. Strader doesn't make the cover though, as she drags Dylan up to his feet. She boots him in the stomach and sets his head between her legs. She wraps her arms around his waist and jumps up for a version of the Scorpion's Sting!! Dylan counters the Canadian Destroyer as he stands straight up with Roni on his shoulder! He quickly spins her around and drops her with a Connecticutter!! Roni is out and a tired Dylan crawls on her! Mitch doesn't make the count since Roni is face first on the mat. Dylan groans as he starts to roll her over onto her back and then covers her. ~


Mitch: One……..







Two…….





THREENOOOOO!!!


~ Strader kicks out as Dylan looks amazed. What does it take to put these bitches away? He slowly gets to his feet and looks between SYNN and Strader. Roni is still next to him whereas SYNN has crawled out of the ring and onto the metal flooring. He does nothing for a bit, using the time to recover a little bit. ~


Zybala: A few near falls there. At this point, it could be anyone's match.

Dean: All three suckas are hurting. They took some hard lumps and still be kicking. Ain't no one gonna doubt how tough they are.


~ Dylan walks over to the ropes and climbs through, stalking SYNN. She uses the cage to help pull herself up to her feet, only for Dylan to jump up and dropkick her into the metal wall! The fans cheer as SYNN hits the metal hard and stumbles off of it into the waiting arms of Dylan Thomas. He lifts SYNN up and scoop slams her to the grate flooring! SYNN arches her back in pain as Dylan grabs her legs and looks in the Figure Four once again! Mitch steps between the ropes and starts asking SYNN if she wants to quit. Some fans cheer her and say not to, while others are chanting “TAP!”

SYNN is trying to break the hold, but Dylan has it locked in deep. In the ring, Strader has slowly gotten to her feet and looks around. She sees her opponents outside of the ring and runs at the ropes towards their direction. She dives over the top rope, driving an elbow into the chest of Dylan, causing him to release SYNN. Strader stands up and quickly grabs Dylan and hits him with a Style's Clash to the metal flooring! She then transitions it into a deep Crab from Boston! It's Dylan's turn to be worked over by a submission as Mitch asks him if he quits. Dylan says hell no as he weakly tries to push Roni off.

SYNN is crawling towards the ropes to use them to get up when she passes a chair. She smiles evilly and grabs it. She uses it and the ropes to help her stand back up. She walks over to Strader and Dylan, who still refuses to quit. SYNN raises the chair high and brings it down with a sicken thud onto Dylan's head!! The fans wince as he quickly goes limp and Mitch checks him immediately. He raises Dylan's hand and it falls just as soon as it was raised. Mitch starts waving his arms, and tells Roni to let go. He yells something over to Belvedere, who nods. ~


Belvedere: Due to referee stoppage, Dylan Thomas has been eliminated from the match!


~ The crowd boos as the Chamber wall opens and the ring side medics carefully take Dylan from the ring. SYNN tries to use this distraction and swings her chair at Strader. Roni dodges at the same time as SYNN's knee buckles! She drops to a knee and Roni tries to Superkick her. SYNN gets the chair up to use as a shield and Strader stops her leg just in time. She takes a step back before stepping forward to grab the chair in SYNN's hands. The two pull back and forth, fighting for control of the chair, when Roni kicks at SYNN's bad leg. SYNN cries out in pain and loosens her grip on the chair. Veronica takes it and throws it across the ring, narrowly missing Mitch! ~


Zybala: Baba Jaga better watch what she's doing. She almost hit Mitch!

Dean: Fo’ sho’. Mitch ain't your average referee. He can get up almost immediately after being knocked down and he will fight back!

Zybala: And he's been known to play favorites.


~ As if hearing Zybala, Roni turns towards Mitch and offers a quick apology. The ref nods, seeming to accept. Roni turns back towards SYNN and starts trying to kick at her bad leg. SYNN tries her best to dodge the kicks, refusing to stay down. Roni keeps pressing her attacks, driving SYNN back against the pod. The Baba Jaga then grabs SYNN by the throat, choking her, knowing that Mitch can't stop her. The ref comes over and starts a count and demands the break. Roni argues that she thought there were no rules as she doesn't seem inclined to let go, but Mitch argues that he thought he wouldn't almost get hit with flying chairs. Roni looks shocked!! She then raises her arms in a back-off gesture. The ref nods and then says they're even now, and she can go back to choking. Veronica's shock continues as she is taken aback. She actually mutters “Fucking Zybala’ before turning back to SYNN, leaning against the ropes, trying to catch her breath. Roni takes a step back before charging forward, looking to clothesline SYNN into the ring. SYNN ducks and Veronica hits the ropes. SYNN quickly rolls up Roni from behind for a pin! The back of Roni's head bounces off the metal flooring as Mitch gets in position! ~


Mitch: One…..






Two….




~ Strader kicks out at two as my baby starts to fuss. Twenty minutes, a diaper and a brief feeding later, Strader lays on the flooring for a moment, trying to shake the cobwebs off. SYNN rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring, trying to extend and stretch her leg out in hopes to lessen the pain. Strader stands up and spots SYNN and gives chase. SYNN tries getting up but Roni is already there. She grabs SYNN's foot, and applies a spinning toe hold on the bad leg, working to keep her opponent down. SYNN cries out in pain as Mitch asks her if she wants to quit, but the former, and some say the true, OCW World Champion doesn't know the meaning of the word!

Strader seems to be a dictionary intent on showing the definition of pain as she continues to work SYNN's leg over. She flips SYNN over to her stomach, shifting the toe hold over into an ankle lock submission. SYNN is shaking her head, showing no signs of giving up. Strader then pulls the leg up and slams the knee into the mat! SYNN shouts several expletives as she holds her knee, rolling on the mat in pain. Strader goes to grab SYNN who starts kicking defensively with her good leg, trying to keep Roni at bay. Veronica keeps trying to grab SYNN, who is kicking wildly! Roni sees an opening in between kicks and darts in!

It's a trap! SYNN left the apparent opening as a lure and when Strader steps close, SYNN fires her foot forward right into Strader's lady house!! I don't care what gender you are, a kick to the crotch is gonna hurt no matter what. Maybe not as much for the ladies than the guys, but still. Strader grabs herself and drops to her knees. SYNN scoots herself back until she hits the bottom ropes and pulls herself up to a sitting position; watching Strader the whole time. Strader is catching her breath as the pain down below is subsiding slowly. She starts pushing herself up to her feet as SYNN starts using the ropes to get to a vertical base. They stare at each other, both visibly tired at this point ~


Dean: Both these suckas have no quit in them!

Zybala: That's because they both have the heart of a champion! You're not gonna be seeing a submission win between these two.

Dean: And these fans are loving it! Just listen to that noise, sucka!


~ The crowd is raucous as one can barely hear themselves think over the noise of the cheering. Strader charges at SYNN, bad intentions in mind, but SYNN catches Roni. She lifts her up and drops her throat first on the top rope! Roni struggles to breathe as SYNN quickly hits a beautiful Sitout Butterfly Cradle Drop!! Strader is out! ~


Zybala: Beautiful Disaster!! SYNN's got this! Make the cover!

Dean: I don't think so, sucka! That took too much out of her leg!


~ Indeed, the added weight of a whole other person was too much! While SYNN was able to hit the move, her leg was under too much stress! Adrenaline can only do so much. Instead of making the pin, SYNN is holding her knee. She does see Strader out on the mat and in a show of pure determination, crawls over to Roni and lays backwards on her, still cradling her knee while making the pin. ~



Mitch: One………

Two……..

THRE….



~ Against all odds, or due to SYNN not getting a full cover, Strader kicks out! SYNN screams in frustration as she starts kicking out her bad leg again, trying to get the blood flowing and the hurt gone. SYNN is slow to his feet and waits for Strader to stand up. As she rises SYNN goes for a desperate superkick! Strader dodges back as SYNN's knee buckles under the weight, and she drops down! Strader quickly hits a Suoerkick of her own, catches SYNN before she falls, drags her up and pulls her into a front headlock. Roni lifts SYNN up and brings her back to the ground with a Brainbuster!! Roni makes the cover as the fans count along with Mitch! ~


Mitch: One........





Two.........





Thr..NOOOO!



~ SYNN kicks out and Strader has a shocked look of disbelief on her face!! Strader is quick to her feet and stands waiting, yelling at SYNN to get up! The crowd urges SYNN to do the same, but with more encouragement than anything. Slowly, she struggles to her feet. Roni goes for a roundhouse kick, but SYNN ducks and captures Strader for an Exploder! Her leg buckles, unable to support the weight, and she releases Strader. SYNN limps away, trying to get some distance and breathing room. Strader ain't having none of that. She goes on the attack, gets in front of SYNN, and boots her in the gut. She puts SYNN's head between her legs and hooks both arms, looking for My Friend of Misery!

SYNN drops to one knee, her leg giving out on her again, and her arms briefly slipping out of the Pedigree attempt. Strader growls in frustration and it clearly shows on her face. She pulls SYNN up for another attempt, bland SYNN fully stands up with a Kendo stick in hand. Catching Strader off guard, SYNN hauls back and cracks the stick over Roni's head with enough force to break the stick in half. Strader is rocked to her ass, as blood starts forming on her forehead, and the ropes being the only thing keeping her sitting upright. SYNN discards the broken Kendo, drops to her knees and starts punching away at the cut, trying to widen it to increase the blood flow. Both women are wearing the crimson mask now and the fans love it! We are a sick bunch, us wrestling fans. ~


Dean: How the fuck are these suckas still standing?!

Zybala: Stubbornness and wanting to capture that sweet, sweet PWA Cup.

Dean: I think it got more to do with the championships.

Zybala: In my mind, they want the cup more.


~ Regardless of the prize or reason, both women are fighters! SYNN hooks Strader in another front headlock, probably looking to hit another Bram Stoker. Strader reverses it by lifting SYNN over the top rope. SYNN lands gingerly on her feet and tries to grab Strader again, but is met with a forearm, sending her back. Roni wipes away some blood from her eyes, hops on the top rope and cocks her arm back looking for a flying forearm! SYNN counters at the last second with a Codebreaker!! Both women fall to the floor, breathing heavily. SYNN pulls herself up first, bends over and grabs Strader by the hair.

Strader reaches up, grabs SYNN's head, and drops with a jawbreaker!! SYNN stumbles backwards while Strader shakes her head, trying to clear the cobwebs. She runs at SYNN, who counters by catching Strader and hitting another Exploder into the pod!! Strader drops awkwardly and SYNN ponders what to do next. She looks around and an idea comes to her. She sits Strader up, leaning the barely conscious woman against the pod. SYNN then grabs a nearby chair and positions it on Strader before limping into the ring. She heads towards the corner immediately next to the pod she left Strader at and starts climbing the turnbuckles. On one good leg, she reaches up, grabs the top of the pod and pulls herself up. ~


Dean: Aww shit, don't tell me she's thinking what I think she is, sucka. That's stupid enough when you have two good legs!

Zybala: I think she is. I think SYNN just gave her last fuck in this match and is now going for broke!

Dean: Broke being the key word.


~ Synn pulls herself up and stands on top of the pod. She looks down at Strader and a slow, sadistic smile spreads across the bloody, painted face of SYNN. With all the strength her good leg can muster, SYNN leaps off of the pod and hits a Coast to Coast, driving the chair right into Strader!! The plastic barrier of the pod explodes behind Roni on impact!! The fans are going crazy! They don't know whether to cheer or be horrified! Some think they may have just witnessed a murder/suicide! Strader isn't moving at all while SYNN is writhing and screaming with pain. Still, she reaches into the pod and drags Strader out. SYNN covers her and Mitch is right there to count. ~


Mitch: One……






Two……






THREE!!!!



DING! DING! DING! DING!


~ Mitch signals for the bell and also for paramedics. SYNN forces herself up to kneel as the Chamber wall opens and The Mariachis enter with the PWA Cup!


Belvedere: Here is your winner of the PWA Cup and the winner takes all Brack Friday Bunduru Match for the PWA Championships….. SYNN!!!


~ SYNN is presented with the Cup as the paramedics check on Strader. Confetti falls from the roof as “Yen” blasts over the speakers. ~


Zybala: Holy shit! What a move! What a match!

Dean: Preach! We may have had a few hiccups tonight, but I think we pulled off a great show for Outsiders first show overseas.

Zybala: You got that right Dean! I know there are a few disappointed people tonight, but dammit if everyone didn't put in their best work tonight.

Dean: Everyone earned respect tonight in my eyes. Especially SYNN. The OCW board may not have extended her an invite to come back, but she always has a home on Outsiders!

Zybala: I second that, partner. Well folks, that's our show. For Dean, I'm Mike Zybala saying Good Fight, Good Night!


~ SYNN is leaning against the ropes for support, holding the Cup high above her head for all to see. The confetti continues to fall while everyone in the arena gives SYNN a standing ovation as the scene fades to black. ~