Meltdown #16

[Simon]

Red is a segment
Orange is a match




RoP presents Meltdown
01/10/2011
Ridglea Theater
Fort Worth, TX
Attendance: 400


We open up to the image of Simon Sensation sitting down behind a desk. He’s wearing a three pieced suit and he’s got a grimace on his face. He sighs as he shakes his head and looks into the camera.

Simon: The last Meltdown was supposed to end 2010 with a bang. It was supposed to spearhead the march toward 2011 by this company. Final Clash and the Lethal Lottery tournament was devised by me to end one year in a big way and start another with a huge leap forward and instead, what did I get? I got embarassment from my referees and indecisiveness. That’s unacceptable, but after conferring with every referee that works for this company, I came to the inclusion that while their actions and a lack of a decision at the end of Final Clash when both Shadow and Terry Marvin went over the top rope and to the floor at ringside was frustrating, perhaps it may have been warranted.

He sighs and shakes his head.

Simon: You see, I watched the ending of that match over and over, but even I couldn’t come to a conclusion at first. But then I slowed the footage down, I had it blown up and after some very careful deliberation with the referees in this company, I came to a conclusion. So here we sit on the first Meltdown of 2011 and here I am about to announce the winner of Final Clash 2010. Screwed up, huh?

He snickers and then looks down at some papers on his desk and smirks.

Simon: And the winner of Final Clash 2010 is……………..

He pauses for dramatic effect and then runs his hand through his hair and nods once more.

Simon: “The Real Show” Terry Marvin.

He pauses again and nods.

Simon: And it’s come to my attention that things between Shadow and Terry are way out of hand. Between Terry kidnapping Paige and Shadow and his gang of buddies ready to seek Terry out and give him some vigilante justice, I feel that I need to step in and get some control of things here as the man paying the checks for the two of them. That’s why I’ve made the decision that on February 7th, in just a month when we present our first show EVE at the Playboy Mansion………

He takes a deep breath.

Simon: We will see Shadow put the Southwestern Heavyweight Championship on the line for the first time ever against Terry Marvin. This provides Terry the title shot he wants and it gives Shadow a chance at revenge after what’s been going on between the two and how much he’s gone through. It’ll no doubt be the biggest main event in Meltdown history. I can’t wait for it………



"Evolution” comes across the P.A. and Shadow walks out from the back, flanked by Paige and Cannibal. Wearing the Southwestern Heavyweight Championship and carrying a kendo stick, he leads the trio to the ring.

SP: “Well it seems the Children of the Night have acquired a new member.”

AS: “Great just what we need, more freaks.”

Shadow walks over and grabs a mic.

Shadow -”A new age has begun here in Ring of Pride. An age in which I have now taken my place at the top of the company, where I belong.”

Shadow paces about the ring as a mixed reaction from the crowd begins.

Shadow- ‘However one person more than most has tried to everything in his minute power to stall the inevitable. To attempt to lay a claim to something that is not his.”

SP: “I think we all know who he means with this.”

Shadow- “Terry Marvin. The one that thinks in his diluted mind that he should be holding my title. The one that ushered in this new metamorphosis.

AS:- “Terry Marvin should be the champion.”

Shadow- “However with this metamorphosis, comes a completely new era, as well as......”

Shadow spins around and nails Paige in the face with the kendo stick.

SP: “What the hell was that about?”

Paige is on the mat holding her face as Cannibal checks on her. He looks back up at Shadow and then back down at Paige. Shadow quickly hits him in the back of the neck.

AS: “Shadow has snapped.”

SP: “Quite an odd turn of events.”

As Cannibal starts to stand, Shadow grabs his head and drills him with the Shaded

SP: “Shaded from Shadow on the monster.”

Shadow rolls out of the ring. He climbs over the barricade into the crowd and walks away, as Cannibal and Paige get up looking at each other.



TL: The following contest is your opening contest and is set for one fall. Introducing first, on his way to the ring and making his RoP debut, Backspace!

“Gorgeous” by Kanye West hits and Backspace comes out from the back to a mixed reaction. He walks down to the ring and arrogantly climbs onto the apron and looks around at the crowd.

SP: Backspace is making his debut here. He seems to be a little odd, but we’ll see what he can do in the ring in a moment.

AS: He’s got a BIG challenge ahead of him and I mean a BIG one, Stu.

TL: And his opponent, on his way to the ring “Cannibal” John D. Timm!

“Coming Undone” by Korn begins to play as Cannibal slowly walks out from the back to a mixed reaction. He looks around at the crowd and then walks slowly down to the ring. He pauses for a moment to look at Backspace, then rolls into the ring and gets up, not taking his eyes off of his opponent as he does so.

SP: Cannibal made his debut two weeks ago during the Lethal Lottery tournament and he went all the way to the finals, believe it or not.

AS: Indeed, he made it to the battle royal and he was a force to be reckoned with. But after the attack Shadow gave him earlier, just moments ago, actually……..does he even know where he is?

The bell rings and Backspace charges at Cannibal and nails him with shot after shot and kick after kick as he backs him into his corner. He straightens Cannibal out and then nails some chops to his chest before he backs up a few steps and charges in with a clothesline. Cannibal staggers out of the corner and Backspace climbs onto the top rope. As Cannibal turns toward him, Backspace pulls him in and grabs him by the head. He then leaps off and plants Cannibal down to the mat with a tornado DDT. Cannibal is down for the moment and Backspace climbs onto him for a cover, but quickly gets thrown off. Cannibal sits up, then goes to stand up, but Backspace nails shot after shot on him.

SP: Backspace is coming out swinging here and the big guy is reeling. This is the first time since we’ve first seen Cannibal that I think he’s been in this bad of shape and hell……even on the defensive.

AS: Yeah, Backspace is really a house of fire to start things off, I just hope he don’t burn himself.

Backspace whips Cannibal into the ropes, but the big guy grabs onto the top rope and stops himself. Backspace charges at him and dropkicks him through the ropes. Cannibal tumbles onto the theater floor and then uses the ring skirting to pull himself up. Once he gets up, Backspace springs off the ropes and goes for a suicide dive through the ropes. Cannibal ends up catching him, however and somehow manages to lift Backspace up in the air before he throws him down with a toss. Backspace makes a thud against the ringside mats as Cannibal seems to find some amusement in his opponent being splattered like a bug. The crowd does a “holy shit” chant as Cannibal grabs Backspace by the head and bites his forehead, gnawing on him repeatedly.

SP: I think that Cannibal may have just thrown Backspace into next week.

AS: At least he’s closer to getting watch that Shadow and Terry Marvin match, Stu. Seriously, though, I think he may be hurt.

After biting Backspace’s forehead hard enough to draw blood, Cannibal picks him up and rolls him into the ring. He follows suit and pulls him up to his feet before he grabs him by the neck with both hands. He lifts Backspace up and then plants him with a double hand choke slam. He gets down and hooks a leg. One………..Two……….! Backspace kicks out and Cannibal seems to be a little shocked. He barks something at the referee and hooks Backspace’s leg again. One……….Two…………! Backspace kicks out again. Cannibal gets up and goes to pull him to his feet, but Backspace nails some shots to his midsection. Cannibal manages to nail some clubbing blows to the back of Backspace’s head. He the grabs him by the arm and whips him into the ropes. He goes for a clothesline and Backspace ducks and springs off the other side of the ring. He goes for a backfist on him and Backspace ducks that.

SP: Backspace may have an opening here, Artie. The big man has missed two shots n a row.

AS: Yeah, but what in the hell can Backspace do to take him down?

Backspace springs off the ropes again and slides between Cannibal’s legs. Cannibal manages to just barely catch him, though and grabs him around the neck with his hand. He lifts him up and goes for a choke slam, but Backspace manages to grab his arm, drop down and flip the big man over with an arm drag. Cannibal gets up and Backspace charges into the corner and leaps up going for a monkey flip, but Cannibal catches him and nails a spine buster on him that makes it sound like a gun went off in the arena. Cannibal gets up and waits for Backspace to make it to his feet slowly. When he turns, Cannibal grabs him and goes for a power bomb. Backspace manages to use the momentum that Cannibal gave him by lifting him up against him with a face buster. He gets to his feet and with the big man down, climbs up the nearest corner. He hesitates for a moment before he comes off and nails a guillotine leg drop!

SP: THE SAFE HAVEN!

Backspace hooks the legs of the big man and the ref gets down to count. One………Two………Three!

TL: Here is your winner, BACKSPACE!

AS: He did it, he managed to take down the big man and earn a big win here in his debut, though I think Backspace may owe an assist to the Shaded that Shadow gave the big man moments before their match!



We can see Shadow standing in the back with Simon.

Simon- “What the hell was that all about?”

Shadow- “Changes”

Simon- “So the real question is this. Which one of you is going to have to find a new partner for my tag team finals?”

Shadow- “She can get a partner and deal with that. I have more important things to concern myself with, other then a trivial title.”

Shadow walks away as Simon begins to say something.



TL: The following contest is a tag match and its set for one fall.

“Insanity” hits the sound system and out from the back walks Marty Valens and Christopher O’Toole. Valens jukes and jives as he gets down to the ring with his guitar around his neck. O’Toole, on the other hand, hops into the ring and gets onto the middle rope.

TL: Introducing team number one, Marty “The Party” Valens and “Cute” Christopher O’Toole, The All Night Dance Party!

AS: Valens showed some promise two weeks ago during the Lethal Lottery tournament, but unfortunately he got saddled with two morons for tag partners.

MG: It wasn’t that, Artie. His team was a man down because him and his group of cronies took out Levinator before the match and hell, they even took out Dillon after the match.

“Kashmir” hits and Stu-E Price walks out from the back with Sofia by his side to cheers. He makes his way down to the ringside area and pauses there as he eyes Valens and O’Toole in the ring.

TL: And team number two, first from Darlington, England…….Stu-E Price!

AS: Stu formed this alliance with Deas just recently. Dillon was meant to be a part of it, but as we know, Dillon’s no longer here.

MG: It could have been the attack from Valens and company that sent Dillon packing or it could been a pre-emptive strike from the front office to end whatever Stu’s got going here before it even begins. We’ll probably never know, really.

“Why I Sing the Blues” starts to play now and the crowd cheers as Bryan Deas walks slowly out from the back and makes his way down to ringside, chatting with Stu for a few moments before they both slide into the ring.

TL: And his partner, from Hollywood, California…..”Ballistic” Bryan Deas!

AS: Deas is looking to find himself some success alongside Stu here. While I dig Stu, I don’t think Deas could find anything even with a GPS.

MG: Heh, he’s shown flashes of brilliance as of late but can it lead to anything big is the question?

As the bell rings, O’Toole rushes across the ring and nails some shots on Deas. He pulls Deas out into the middle of the ring and nails some clubbing blows on him before he whips him into the ropes and arm drags him over. Deas gets to his feet and O’Toole dropkicks him and sends him into the ropes and over them. Deas lands on the floor and gets to his feet just as O’Toole rushes into a corner, springs off the middle rope and somersaults over the ropes onto him.

AS: Huge leap of faith from the Irishman and Deas finds himself basically just the whipping boy of his opponents here early on.

MG: Isn’t that how it usually goes?

O’Toole gets up and rolls Deas into the ring. He gets onto the apron and then slingshots himself over the ropes with a leg drop across Deas’ throat. He gets on Deas and goes for a cover. One………Two…….! Deas kicks out at the last moment. O’Toole pulls Deas up and whips him into the corner. When Deas settles, O’Toole takes off running after him, but Deas gets out of the way and O’Toole collides with the corner. He stumbles out into the middle of the ring and Deas charges out and grabs his head for a big bulldog. With both men down, they start to make their way over to their corners in an attempt to tag in their partners. Deas reaches Stu first with a giant lunge and O’Toole reaches Valens. They both come into the ring with Valens going for a huge clothesline on Stu, but Stu ducks, then grabs Valens from behind and nails a huge german suplex on him. Valens gets up slowly and when he turns around, Stu reels him in and nails a brain buster. He gets down and hooks a leg. One……….Two! Valens kicks out.

AS: The man from music row kicks out and Stu’s on a roll here, Mick. Even though he only got a two count, I don’t think I’ve seen him this fired up and into a match in a while.

MG: Maybe, but Marty and Christopher O’Toole aren’t pushovers and he has to be careful. We saw last Meltdown that Marty will do anything to get the upper hand.

Stu gets up and pulls Marty to his feet. He nails several knife edged chops to his chest, sending Marty reeling back against the ropes. Stu grabs him and front suplexes him across the top rope before he backs up a few steps and goes for a running knee lift. Mart slides onto the apron and Stu catches nothing but air. Stu turns to face him and Marty reaches into the ring, raking Stu in the eyes before he drops him throat first across the top rope. Stu falls back onto the mat and Valens slides into the ring and lays some kicks into him. Deas goes to get in the ring and referee Richard Dent blocks him, telling him he’s not the legal man. This allows O’Toole to come into the ring and grab one of Stu’s feet. Valens grabs the other and they nail a wishbone that causes Stu to grab his groin in pain. Valens picks him up as the ref manages to get Deas out and turns to face them and snap suplexes Stu back. He gets up and tags in O’Toole, who somersaults over the ropes and splashes onto Stu. He gets on him and makes the cover. One……….Two! Deas is in to break it up!

AS: Deas may have just saved his team the match, but look at Valens. These two really know how to work the ref’s blind spot, don’t they?

MG: Indeed they do and I can’t say Deas didn’t help himself any by just rushing in the ring there.

The ref gets Deas back to his corner and as he does, O’Toole lifts Stu up and shoves him into Marty’s boot as he lifts it up on the top rope. Stu stumbles back and O’Toole nails a fall away reverse DDT on him. With Stu down, O’Toole goes over to the ropes and climbs to the apron. He jumps up and goes for a springboard 450 splash, but Stu rolls out of the way and O’Toole crashes and burns! The fans are clapping and starting a “let’s go Stu” chant as he tries to crawl into his corner and tag in Deas. O’Toole holds onto his gut as he gets up and stumbles against the ropes. Valens tags himself in and rushes into the ring as Stu reaches out and just barely misses out tagging in Deas. Valens pulls him back into the ring and drops an elbow across his back. He then gets up and grins as he looks down at Stu. He springs off the ropes and goes for a knee drop on Stu, but he rolls out of the way. Valens gets up holding his leg and as he does so, Stu’s using the ropes to pull himself up. Valens staggers toward him and Stu springs to life, nailing a Price Tag that rocks Marty to his core and takes him down as well. Stu crawls toward Deas looking for a tag. He reaches out and just manages to tag in Deas as O’Toole is in and grabs his leg.

AS: O’Toole was just a little late and here comes Deas looking like a house on fire, Mick!

MG: I wouldn’t know what a house on fire looks like, contrary to what my ex may say. Here comes the Ballistic one and there goes O’Toole!

Deas clotheslines O’Toole down and as Marty gets up, lifts him up and plants him down with a spine buster that shakes the ring. Deas gets up and O’Toole is up on the middle rope, he leaps off looking for something but Deas grabs him by the neck and plants him with a giant choke slam! The fans are going nuts as Deas screams and beats on his chest to pump himself up, but it’s short lived as Valens nails him with a low blow from behind. Deas staggers forward into the ropes as Valens makes it to his feet. Just as he does so, Stu spins him around and nails a Stun Cutter on him! The crowd goes ape shit! Valens gets on his hands and knees and seems to be trying to get up to little success. Deas sprints across the ring at this and nails an Ending It All punt kick to Valens to knock him over and out as Stu nails a British Pound to O’Toole in the corner. Deas hooks Valens’ leg and goes for the cover. One……….Two………..Three!

TL: Here are your winners, BRYAN DEAS AND STU-E PRICE, THE BUSINESS!

AS: Holy shit, what an end to the match! Stu nails a Stun Cutter and a British Pound and Deas nailed his punt kick, what an exclamation point to end this match!

MG: I don’t think that Valens and O’Toole did too bad in defeat, but what a win for The Business. No pun intended, but I think it would be safe to say that they mean business!



At the end of the match, Stu-E rolls out of the ring and goes underneath it. He comes out the other side with a beer cooler in his hands, the crowd start cheering at the sight of the alcohol, while Bryan Deas just looks bemused as Christopher O' Toole and Marty Valens regain their composure.

'England's Favourite Wrestler' tosses a beer to Deas, and take a microphone out of the cooler.

Stu-E: "Like I said to you two, this shit wasn't personal it was all about business. So come on, drag yourselves up and have a beer!"

The tag team return to their feet, stepping away from Deas and Price before coming to a stop at the ropes. For a brief moment they look at each other unsure what to do. Stu-E gives up waiting and casually tosses two beers over at them, which they catch and cautiously open them.

There's an awkward pause from both teams before they start drinking but as they do, Dillon D'Angelo's theme hits! O' Toole and Valens spin around to look at the rampway which gives Deas enough time to hurl his beer towards the back of Valens' head!

But he misses!

Valens spins around and is taken over the top rope with a vicious big boot to the face while O' Toole doesn't get a chance to react, the victim of a Stun Cutter! Stu-E even keeps his beer in his hand!

[Simon]

'Beautiful and Strange' begins to blast from the PA as Fog begins to Fill the stage.

“Ladies and gentlemen, about to walk down the aisle; a member of the Children of the Night, hailing from Bellevue, Nebraska; Paaaaaaaaige!”

Paige Steps out with her manager in tow and she heads slowly to the ring jawing at fans and then slides in, ready for her match.

Stu-E: “Out steps Paige, a girl I've become pretty familiar with the last few months, we'll see what impact the recent goings on have had on her in this match.”

Strong: “Looks like her opponent is about ready to come out, this could turn out to be a heck of a match.”

'Insanity' plays over the P.A system, but there doesn't seem to be any sign of Anna.

Stu-E: “Maybe she's nursing her running buddies after the last match!”

Strong: “What the hell?”

Vaakuna has come from the crowd, jumping over the guardrail and right over Arturius Strong. Paige is still looking at the ramp way way and doesn't see Anna coming, who strikes with a face buster.

Stu-E: “She's learned more than her running buddies already!”

Strong: “But don't count Paige out just yet!”

Paige immediately gets to her feet full of rage, both girls run towards each other but it's Paige who gets a Thesz Press, taking Vaakuna down and wailing away with rights and lefts as Anna struggles to get free. Slowly Anna moves her body frantically enough for Paige to become off balanced and stand to her feet. Again she storms in but Anna is smarter to it and hits and arm drag.

Strong: “Fast paced action in the opening minutes.”

Stu-E: “Just as expected.”

Vaakuna bounces off the ropes as Paige gathers her barings, before jumping up and nailing a flying forearm which sends the much more experienced Paige to the mat.

Strong: “And up goes Anna to the top rope, the high rent district.”

Stu-E: “Such a cliché...”

Vaakuna leaps off, going for her favoured missile dropkick just as Paige is getting to her feet.

Strong: “And she's safe at second base!”

Stu-E: “Stop it with the cliches, please; you're killing me!”

Paige is down on the mat again, Anna is the first one to stir as she rolls over and tries to get in position for her next assault. Just as Paige is trying to get up Vaakuna walks over and sticks Paige's head between her legs.

Stu-E: “Looks to me like she's going for Stockholm Syndrome!”

She picks her up in a power bomb position, but Paige wiggles free and drops to her feet..

Strong: “SUPER KICK!”

Stu-E: “Not as good as a Price-Tag, but it certainly knocked Anna down!”

Vaakuna tumbles to the floor, almost looking out of it as Paige picks up her almost limp body and attacks with a double under hook suplex. Instantly Paige goes right back to it, hooking her head and pulling her up.

Strong: “Snap suplex!”

Stu-E: “No! Anna fought out of it! She's impressing me more than Valens and O' Toole put together!”

Anna fought free of the suplex, landing right behind Paige who spins around to receive some stiff punches to the head. She staggers back as Anna moves forward, nailing punch after punch.

Strong: “Desperation move!”

Paige thumbs Anna in the eye, picks her up and hooks up her body across her back.

Stu-E: “Looks like it's lights out here!”

Strong: “Creation Driver!”

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3...

Stu-E: “And that's it for Anna, it really was tough luck for her but I can't imagine many people being able to handle Paige in the mood she's in right now.”

Strong: “I couldn't have put it better myself!”

Stu-E: “That's why I get paid more than you... heh.”

And with that, we got an upcoming events commercial.


The scene fades in on the backstage office of Simon Sensation. Simon is sitting at his desk, his head resting in his hands, and his fingers just gently massaging his temples. After a few moments of silence there's a knock at the door and Simon doesn't bother to look up, just calling out.

Simon: “Its Open.”

The door opens slightly, and the head of RoP's current Texas TV Champion, Ace Andrews, pops in. Ace looks left and right around the room and then over at Simon.

Ace: “You alone?”

Simon glances up at Ace and then nods slowly, and watches as Ace walks into the room, dressed in his wrestling gear, and his latest singlet (now available at RoPShopZone.com) on. Ace adjusts his title on his shoulder and then closes the door behind him and locks it. Simon raises his eyebrow and Ace turns back to face him, and shrugs.

Ace: “I want to talk to you, not your puppet master. I heard the rules. So long as he's here, he runs you. I don't like the idea of that, but I do need to settle a few things with you, and only you. We both know Lucas won't listen to me.”

Simon: “And you think I will, after you eliminated me last fortnight? All I needed to do was win that match, and I would've been rid of him.”

Ace shrugs and then sits on Simon's desk, reaching forward and picking up a bottle of scotch. Ace slides two glasses across the desk, and pours the drinks as he talks.

Ace: “You know how much I want a one-on-one match with Shadow. You were in my way, so I had to get rid of you. You can't really fault me for doing the best I could, can you?”

Ace picks up the glasses and hands one to Simon. Ace raises his and after a moment Simon sighs and clinks glasses with him.

Simon: “I suppose not. Cheers.”

Both men take down their drinks and then Ace turns to Simon, but Simon raises his hand first.

Simon: “Before you say a word, I can't change last week. You were eliminated, by a guy not even in the match. I get that. I know your pissed. But there's nothing I can do about it. I'm having enough trouble just trying to duck Lucas enough to sort out the Terry and Shadow mess.”

Ace raises his arms and then shrugs.

Ace: “Well, thats one off my checklist gone. But, I actually came to talk to you about Lucas.”

Simon: “What about him?”

Ace: “Well, he's gone and done all these changes to Me VS Taco, right? So, why don't we make some changes of our own. Even the balance so to speak.”

Simon pauses for a moment, rubbing his jaw and then smiles and waves his hand.

Simon: “Go on.”

Ace: “Well, how about this. We already have a Falls Count Anywhere match tonight, so why not make me VS Taco as No-DQ. And then, just as an added benefit, why don't we add an extra stip to the match. If I beat The Taco, I get a match against Lucas. My Texas TV Title, VS his control over you.”

Simon chuckles and then nods sitting forward.

Simon: “I like it, and since Lucas isn't here to stop it happening, consider it done.”

Ace stands up, swigging down the last of his scotch and then smiles at Simon. He nods and then goes to leave the room, but then pauses and turns back to Simon, a smirk on his face.

Ace: “Pleasure doing business with you Simon. Just remember, after this, you owe me one. And I never let them hang for long.”

Ace adjusts his title and then unlocks and strolls out the door, walking straight past Lucas Sensation, who cocks an eyebrow, but Ace just nods at him and keeps walking, whistling as he does. Lucas turns to look at Simon, his face a look of confusion.

Lucas: “What did I miss?”


TL: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the RoP Texas Television Championship.

“Insane in the Membrane” plays as The Taco comes from out of the back to boos and makes his way down to the ring. He climbs onto the apron, then a turnbuckle and makes a motion to his waist.

TL: First, the challenger……….in the ring, he is The Taco!

SP: The man formerly known as Taco Belmont made his return just two weeks ago by eliminating Ace from the Lethal Lottery battle royal. We know he’s looking to make a statement on the company’s longest reigning champion, but the question is can he?

AS: My answer? No!

“Blackjack” starts to play and the fans pop as Ace Andrews walks out of the back with the title around his waist and a smirk on his face. He pauses half way down the entrance aisle and places his hands on his hips as he looks at Taco in the ring. He climbs up the ring steps and then into the ring.

TL: And from Las Vegas, Nevada…..he is the reigning and defending Texas Television Champion, Ace Andrews!

SP: Ace has held the gold for nearly six months now. He beat Shawna Rose for it this summer and has held a strangle hold on it since. The question now is who can beat him for it and is Taco the guy?

AS: Again, my answer is nope…….Taco is shit outta luck!

The bell rings and Taco sprints across the ring and nails Ace with a clothesline. Ace starts to get up and Taco nails him with some kicks before he picks Ace up and throws him into the corner front first. Ace collides with the turnbuckle and stumbles back as Taco rolls him up. One……! Ace kicks out. Taco gets up and waits for Ace to get to his feet before he charges him from behind and nails a bulldog on him. Ace holds his face as he rolls out of the ring. Taco keeps an eye on him as he climbs out onto the apron and when Ace turns, Taco charges and leaps off with a tumbleweed on him. The crowd starts a loud “Taco sucks” chant as Taco gets up and flips a few ringside fans off. He picks Ace up and nails some open handed chops to his chest before he goes to whip Ace into the ring steps. Ace steps up onto them and when Taco comes running after him, leaps at him with a cross body block that causes both to tumble onto the ringside mat. Seeing no other choice, referee Harvey Klein starts to count them out. One……..Two……..Three……..Four………Five!

SP: Ace with a great counter into a cross body there, but now both are down and this match could be over. It’d be a shame for Ace’s title run to end like this.

AS: Hell yeah! I think the fans would riot if that happened, Stu.

Six………Seven! Ace gets up and stumbles into the ring apron, where he rolls into the ring. Eight………Nine……! Taco manages to get up and run toward the ring, literally jumping into it to avoid being counter out. Ace sees this and starts to walk toward Taco just as Taco gets up and then charges toward him, nailing his flying forearm shot called El Burrito! Ace is laid out on the mat as Taco hooks a leg. One……….Two…..! NO! Ace kicks out! Taco barks at the ref as he gets up. He looks down at Ace and kicks him several times. He waits for him to get to his hands and knees before he charges at him and looks to drop a leg across hid head, but Ace moves out of the way and Taco lands on his ass! Taco has a pained look on his face as he sits there, which allows Ace time to get to his feet and springs off the ropes and nail a running kick to Taco’s face. This knocks Taco down onto the mat in a laid out position as Ace goes into the corner and climbs up to the top rope.

SP: Ace is going high up here and there’s a reason they call this high risk, folks. As you saw earlier with Christopher O’Toole, it can be rather costly to attempt.

AS: Taco’s down on the mat, he’s reeling. One big move here and Ace can send Taco packing back into oblivion!

Ace gets to the top and pauses a second before he turns around and goes for a moonsault on Taco. Taco rolls out of the way, but Ace lands on his feet. Taco goes to get up by the ropes and Ace charges. Taco drops a shoulder and launches Ace onto the apron, where he lands upright. He goes for a strike on Taco, who blocks the shot and grabs him by the arm, pulling him over the ropes enough to kick him in the jaw. Ace gets rocked as Taco nails another kick that echoes through the theater. He sets Ace up in a balanced position on the top rope, then gets into the corner, climbs onto the top rope and comes off on Ace with a leg drop that sends him down to the mat hard. Taco pulls Ace to the middle of the ring and makes the cover. One………Two………..NO! Ace gets a shoulder up. Taco seems to be livid as he gets to his feet and then gets in the corner, adjusting his elbow pad as he gets ready for another El Burrito!

SP: The Taco is getting ready for another El Burrito here and the question is can he get that three count? He’s shown more promise in this one match than his entire RoP career, I believe, imagine if he managed to capture the title from Ace.

AS: It’d make Taco an instant star, but do you really see it happening, Stu?

Ace gets up and Taco rushes out at him! Ace side steps him and sends Taco into the corner turnbuckle front first. Taco stumbles out and Ace catches him with a Flop out of nowhere. Taco crumbles onto himself and Ace collapses to the mat before crawling over and making a cover on Taco! One………Two………..NO! Taco kicks out! The fans seem to be in shock and Ace is in awe as well. He gets up and pulls Taco to his feet before nailing some clubbing shots to him, then grabbing him and going for a Triple 7s. Taco sends Ace into the ropes and catches him with a hip toss on the rebound. Ace is sitting and Taco springs off the ropes and flips over, driving Ace head first into the mat in the process. Ace holds his forehead as he gets up and Taco nails some wild shots to him before he whips Ace into the corner. He follows Ace in with a clothesline and then lifts him up slowly to the top rope in a sitting position. He nails some shots to make sure Ace don’t move, then climbs to the middle rope. He leaps up and goes for a super hurricanrana, but Ace catches him, stands up and flips him over.

SP: Man, oh man, Taco just missed probably putting the spike in Ace’s TV title reign’s coffin and now he’s got to be looking for Ace to go high risk.

AS: The Billionaire Brawler is sizing Taco up, he’s got something in mind and I don’t think the crazy latino will be digging it, Stu!

Taco gets to his feet and turns to the corner Just as Ace leaps off and nails what could only be described as a super Flop from the top rope that catches Taco flush in the jaw and literally knocks him across the ring. The crowd starts a “holy shit” chant as Ace crawls over to Taco and rolls him over, hooking both legs. One………Two…………Three!

TL: Here is your winner and STILL RoP Texas Television Champion, ACE ANDREWS!

SP: He did it! Ace retained his title and I don’t know where Taco goes from here, but it’s nowhere near being Texas Television Champion!

AS: Thank god! Ace retains his title with probably the biggest exclamation mark we’ve ever seen him do in the ring and I dare say that any revenge he needed to get for what Taco did two weeks ago during the Lethal Lottery battle royal, Ace got it here.



We hear screams. We see Bryan Deas laying down on tarmac in the parking lot behind the theater as Marty Valens, Christopher O’Toole and Anna Vaakuna stand over him.

Marty: Raise him up, Blarney.

O’Toole: Blarney? Way to stereotype my arse, you bastard.

O’Toole pulls Deas up to his feet as Marty gets in his face and slaps him repeatedly.

Marty: Hey, you pathetic little piece of dung! Listen up, I want you to give a message to your little disco butt buddy Stu. What happened tonight, what him and you did to us after our match is something that you’ll come to regret. Because the front office here in this company is the last of your concerns now, son. It’s not Simon you got to worry about and it surely isn’t any Syn City Syndicate. What you have to look out for, what you gotta keep your eyes open and look over your shoulders at all times for is standing right here before you now, boy. You want a war? Well, we ain’t no corporate big wigs and we don’t run around wearing three pieced suits, but as far as we’re concerned, you got it!

Deas is breathing heavily as he spits at Marty. Marty seems to nod his head and stand there for a moment, taking it in before he swings his guitar and obliterates it over Deas’ skull. Bryan collapses to the tarmac and all three stand over him, admiring their handiwork.

O’Toole: Give me regards to Stu, ya limey fehk.

He kicks Bryan, then walks off with the other two as the camera goes back to ringside on the image of an unconscious Deas layed out.


TL: The following match is Scheduled for one Fall.

“I Came to Play” by Downstrait hits over the loudspeakers and out comes Anthony Royal, posing for the abundance of boos and jeers from the crowd. He makes his way down to the ring as he taunts the crowd. He slides in the ring and poses for the crowd before leaning up against the ropes to wait for his opponent.

TL: Making his way to the ring first, hailing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, Anthony Royal.

AS: Here comes the kid who's been making a lot of noise lately here in Ring of Pride.

SP: I don't like this kid's attitude, but I love what he can do in the ring. However, he's not in there with some chump today, he's in there with the Ring of Pride champion.

TL: AND HIS OPPONENT.

"Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold plays as "The Psychotic Enigma" Shadow makes his way from backstage, looking meaner and fouler than ever. HE glares at his opponent in the ring before slowly and methodically making his way down the ramp. The crowd reaction is mixed between boos and cheers with the cheers actually winning out. Shadow gets to the ring and slides in. He is quick to his feet and glares at Royal.

TL: Hailing from "The Asylum". He is the Ring of Pride Southwest Heavyweight Champion, The Psychotic Enigma.....SHADOW!

Shadow wastes no time charging at Royal and taking him down with a Clothesline. HE stalks behind as Royal slowly makes it to his feet. When Royal turns back around, Shadow is there. He grabs Royal and NAILS THE SHADED!

SP: Oh my God! He hit the Shaded! Is it over already?

AS: No! No way, it can't be!!!

Shadow doesn't go for the cover, but instead he looks down at the broken body of Anthony Royal. He looks all around at the crowd and then points out to the entrance area screaming out "THIS IS FOR YOU TERRY!" He goes back to Anthony and lifts him up to his feet slowly. He wraps his arms up in a double under hook.

SP: What the hell is Shadow doing here?

AS: I have an idea!

HE lifts Royal up and PLANTS him with the "WHIPLASH!" The crowd erupts into cheers as Shadow smiles and looks at Royal's broken body.

AS: HEY! That's Terry Marvin's finishing move... He can't do that. Arrest him!

SP: Clearly he is sending a message to Terry.

Shadow rolls Royal over and makes the cover. 1...2....3!

TL: Winner of this match by Pinfall.... THE PSYCHOTIC ENIGMA SHADOW!

SP: Guess we know what Royal is gonna do with this opportunity now...fall flat on his ass.

AS: I promise you that lawyers are being called right this second Stu. That Whiplash is Trademarked property.

Shadow leaves the ring and makes his way up to the ramp as the crowd showers him with loud applause and cheers.

[Simon]

Stu-E: "Well wait a second Strong, before we leap in to this match I wanna use some air time."

Strong: "You got something to say?"

Stu-E: "Hell yeah I do, and it's all about The Business. Since I don't talk a whole lot about business on commentary I'll make this short and sweet; Anthony Royal... there's a spot open, and that spot can be yours, that's all I'll say about it right now."

Strong: "What?! You're going to drop a bombshell like that and not explain?"

Stu-E: "Like I said at the beginning, I'm here to talk wrestling matches, not business."

Strong: "I guess we'll go to the match then."

Stu-E: "Quit looking at me like that!"



TL; The following contest is our main event of the evening and it is a Falls Count Anywhere match!“Raise Up” starts to play and the crowd boos as Terry Marvin walks out from the back. He don’t pay any attention to the crowd. He makes his way to the ring and uses the stairs to climb up into it.

TL: Introducing first, from Las Vegas, Nevada…….he is the 2010 Final Clash Cup winner, Terry Marvin!

SP: Terry and the Southwestern Heavyweight Champion, Shadow have been going at it at every twist and turn lately, but in a month we’ll finally see the two clash in an official one on one match right here on Meltdown for the Southwestern Heavyweight title.

AS: Yeah, Terry will finally get what’s his! He got screwed out of the title at Wrevolution and if you ask me, it’s about fucking time he gets some justice!

TL: And his opponent………….

“Omerta” hits and James Ravenclaw Corvo, or JC as he’s known rushes out from the back with a steel chair in hand and goes after Terry. Marvin gets out of the ring and starts to make it through the crowd to boos. JC is hot on his trail and swings for the fences once Terry reaches the front doors to the theater. The chair connects with nothing but door frame as Terry ducks. He goes outside of the building as we see fans out there, screaming and yelling as Terry makes his way around the front of the building and over toward the side. JC is hot on his trail again and seemingly fed up with chasing him, tosses the chair at him. It gets Terry in the back of the knee and causes him to stumble forward. This allows JC to catch up with him and scream “Fucker” as he lays in some vicious kicks to Terry. Marvin ends up rolling against the building to try and escape the onslaught, but JC only grabs him by the hair and pulls him to his feet. He keeps a hold of Terry and chucks him against the building hard and back first. Terry holds onto his lower back as JC backs up a few steps and then charges with a big boot at Terry, who ducks and causes JC’s foot to bang against the side of the building, actually seemingly hurting the big blond man as he limps a little, but don’t show any other signs of pain at all.

SP: This match has already spilled out of the ring and out of the building. It looks like Terry’s trying to high tail it but JC’s practically stalking him.

AS: I feel like I’m watching a Friday the 13th movie, only with JC in place of Jason Voorhees.

Terry tries to walk down the street and gets to a stop sign. Due to the traffic in the street, he seems unable to even attempt to cross. JC catches up with him and lunges at him. Terry turns JC backfirst into a stop sign on the corner and grabs his arms, pulling back as he places his foot up on the sign post. JC grunts and then groans as Terry pulls back on his arms. Finally, Terry gets him down to a knee, then he tilts JC’s head and pulls back on it against the sign post. He then lets go and gets in front of JC, nailing a series of kicks down into him that seem to rock the big man. Terry runs his hands over his hair and pulls JC onto his hands and knees. He grabs his arm and rains down some kicks into his ribs and shoulder before he lets go, then drops a leg across JC’s neck. With the big man down, he rolls him over and then covers him. One……..Two! JC shoots a shoulder up. Terry gets on his knees for a moment, then gets up and starts to walk down the sidewalk.

SP: Where’s Terry going?

AS: It looks like he may be sick of this and he’s trying to get the fuck out of there. I can’t blame him, really.

Terry makes his around the building to the parking lot back there. He finds what appears to be his car and opens the door for it, then climbs into the driver’s seat. Before he can start it, we hear a growl fill the air and JC rushes up to the car. Terry locks the doors, but without any hesitation, JC rears back and kicks the driver’s side window out of the car. The glass shatters all over. Terry, meanwhile, has unlocked the passenger’s door and is crawling out of that. JC spots this and climbs onto the car’s hood. He hops down on the other end and slams the door right onto Terry not once, but three times before he allows Terry to fall out onto the tarmac. He picks him up and then grabs him by the neck. He stares right at him and then barks out “See what ya get, Terry? See what you get for what you’ve done?” He then lifts him up and slams him down onto the hood of his car with a choke slam. Terry falls onto the car in a sprawled out position. JC looks down at his motionless body for a moment before he crawls onto the car and covers Terry. One……….Two……! Terry gets his shoulder up!

SP: Well, Terry may be a cowardly, slimy bastard that’s really become an annoying piece of trash these last few months, but he’s certainly showing his ability here.

AS: He’s god’s gift to wrestling for a reason, Stu. He’s tough, he’s able to take this kind of punishment. He’s shown that in the past during such matches as the Chaos Chamber at Wrevolution. My only question here is can Terry get out of this in good enough condition to make it to his title match with Shadow in a month?

JC growls as he pulls Terry up off of the hood of the car. He scoop slams him down onto the tarmac of the parking lot, then goes out of sight as we see Terry laying motionless on the ground. Finally, he starts to move and slowly makes his way up to a sitting position. He gets to his feet and seems dazed as he looks around. He starts to walk back toward the theater when all of a sudden, JC comes from behind a parked car with a tire iron. He swings for the fences on Terry, who ducks and then shoves JC forward and into a parked Honda Civic. JC turns around and Terry charges and cross bodies him into the car, causing the windows on that side to break, actually. JC stumbles away from the car as Terry gets up off the ground. We see some blood coming from the big blond man’s back. He still has the tire iron in his hand, though and when Terry gets up, he swings for him again, but Terry dodges it and it clangs against the car.

SP: Isn’t that your car, Artie? In any case, I’m glad I didn’t drive here……

AS: It’s not my car but I hear it may be Lucas Sensation’s. Anyway, these guys are just tearing the parking lot apart, but we knew it would be this brutal. There’s so much bad blood here from what Terry did to Paige.

JC turns, but Terry reaches into the car and grabs the seat belt from the driver’s side. He wraps it around JC’s neck and with the big man restricted in his movement, he begins to tee off on him with punches and kicks. He gets JC down to a knee and proceeds to kick him over and over in the chest and face before he grabs the tire iron from the big man’s hands and then backs up a few steps. He charges toward him and brings it right into the big guy’s skull. He hangs motionless from the seat belt as Terry snickers and unhooks it. He pays JC down and then hooks a leg on him. One……….Two…………..NOOOOOOO! JC tosses Terry off of him and The Real Show glares at the referee. He shakes his head and gets to his feet, laying some punches and shots to the big guy as he pulls him to his feet. Now just outside of the back doors of the building, Terry grabs him and sets up for a side effect on the tarmac. JC elbows him repeatedly, though and manages to break his grip on him. Terry backs up a few steps and charges at him, which causes JC to charge back at him and turn him inside out with a clothesline. He gets to his feet and then stands beside Terry as The Real Show tries using JC’s legs to pull himself up. JC pulls him to his feet, then grabs him by the neck with both hands. He spots the back door to the theater and then with a scream, takes a running start and then flings Terry into the door, causing it to fly open and actually break off of one of it’s hinges. Terry holds on to his shoulder and groans as JC gets down and makes a cover on him. One…………….Two…………….NOOOOO! Terry gets a shoulder up!

SP: Terry kicks out and MY GOD, he just went through a freaking door, what are these guys going to have to do to each other to get a three count?

AS: Drop a nuclear bomb on one another?

JC pulls Terry to his feet and a group of wrestlers and crew scatter alike as he tosses Terry into a wall nearby. Terry staggers away from the wall and as he gets to his hands and knees, seems to try and get away from JC. He gets on his knees by a table with drinks on it. JC growls as he heaves forward and comes at him, but Terry drops down and back body drops the big man over and through the table with a loud crash. The group of crew and wrestlers clap and applaud with hoots and hollers as Terry gets to his feet, then drops onto the big guy with a sigh of relief. One………..Two…………NO! JC throws him off at the last minute and it seems like Terry’s almost in tears as he sits up and looks around with seat pouring off of his face. He gets up and grabs a beer bottle from a crew member and when JC starts making it up, he smashes it over his head. The big man staggers into a hallway with several room branching out of it. He leans against the wall and Terry takes the opportunity to rush toward him and go for a bulldog. JC grabs onto a door frame, though and keeps himself firm as he tosses Terry forward and onto the floor with a thud. Terry gets up and as he makes it to his feet, JC charges into him and nails a big boot. Terry gets laid out on the floor and JC gets down and covers him. One……………Two………….NO! Terry gets a shoulder up again and seemingly pissed, JC starts to lay in a series of nasty, stiff shots to Terry’s skull.

SP: Both men still unable to keep an advantage over the other and you got to wonder what’s going through their minds, Artie.

AS: I don’t want to know what’s going through their minds, man. Whatever it is, it can’t be good at this point.

JC gets to his feet and grabs Terry by the hair as he gets to his knees. He drags him along the hallway and to a door with a few security guards at it that leads to the theater floor where fans are. He walks through the door to cheers from the fans and pulls Terry to his feet. He places his head between his legs and the crowd roars as they know what’s coming, a Hell Bomb. JC lifts Terry up and takes a step toward a merchandise table. He goes to bring Terry down, but somehow Terry manages to grab him as the two crash through the table in what could only be described as a modified Whiplash. The fans start a “this is awesome” chant as the referee checks on the two, then starts to count. One……….Two………..Three!

SP: A three count! We have a winner, but who is it? This feels like Final Clash all over again!

The referee stands aside and then holds up the arm of Terry Marvin as he starts to move a little. The crowd roars with boos at this, but the bell rings and Terry’s music starts to play.

AS: YES! YES! TERRY WON! I WONDER HOW SHADOW FEELS ABOUT THIS!

TL: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, TERRRRRRRRYYYYYYY MARVIN!

SP: I don’t know, but we’re going to find out!

Just as Terry gets to his knees and gets his hand raised again b the ref, Shadow comes from out of the mass of fans and begins to exchange shots with Terry, who gets to his feet. The two exchange blows as they make their way toward the ring. Shadow whips Terry toward the guard rail and causes him to crash against it. He then rushes toward him, but Terry lifts him up and brings him down chest first across the top of the guard rail. Shadow turns around and he gets clotheslined into the ringside area by Terry.

AS: Oh man, talk about a preview for their Southwestern Heavyweight title match in a month!

A group of security guards and referees come pouring from the entrance aisle to the ringside area as Terry gets over the guard rail and attempts to separate the two of them.

SP: Folks, what a wild situation we got here, these two clash in a month for the gold but neither seems content to wait that long. What a night it’s been, but make sure to catch us right back here in two weeks! For everyone here in Fort Worth, goodnight!

And with that, the feed fades on Terry and Shadow being separated by the guards and refs as Shadow pulls his title belt from around his waist and holds it up, seemingly taunting Terry.