RoP presents Out for Blood: Revenge is a Bitch

[Simon]

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RoP presents Out for Blood: Revenge is a Bitch
07/25/2010
Reno-Sparks Convention Center
Reno, NV
Attendance: 2,000



We see the ring set up and the fans screaming around ringside, chanting “RoP” as they hold up their signs and make as much noise as possible. Arturius Strong and Stu-E Price are standing in the ring with smirks on their face, basking in the crowd’s reaction for a second before Arturius speaks.

Strong: Welcome to Reno, Nevada……welcome to Out for Blood: Revenge is a Bitch!

The fans scream loudly for this as Stu nods.

Stu: And folks, what a show we have got for you tonight. For those of you in attendance, you’re in for a wild ride and for those of you at home, this will probably be the greatest wrestling event to ever come on your screen. We got it all, hardcore matches, grudge matches, title matches. We’ve got it all and yes folks, you’ll likely see the kitchen sink pulled out somewhere during the show tonight.

Strong nods his head in approval with a smirk.

Strong: So sit back and have a seat because tonight we’re gonna do it hardcore style, tonight….we’re gonna do it…..

He gets cut off as “Fire Upon the Blade”, the RoP theme blasts and a man with short brown hair a suit walks down the aisle to confusion from the fans and the two in the ring alike as he climbs up the ring steps and goes through the ropes. He smiles at Strong and Stu and offers to shake their hands, though neither takes them up on it. He pulls a mic from his pocket and holds his hand up to the fans.

Man: I’m sure that you people are all wondering why I am here. Let me introduce myself. My name is………

The fans boo him thunderously.

Man: My name is Mick Garrity and just like all of you people here in the stands, I am a wrestling fan. I love this sport. I really do. I remember where I was for Wrestlemania III when Andre got slammed. I remember where I was when WCW put Nitro on the air against WWF’s RAW. I remember the Attitude era. But through it all, when you wade through my memories, there’s always one common thread woven into each and every one of them.

He stops for a second and smirks as the crowd boos even more and chants “Mick Sucks Dick” at him.

Mick: HEY! All of you better shut up! There could be kids here in this arena! There could be children watching at home and do you morons really want your filth and vileness to rub off on them?

He looks around as the chants get louder and he shakes his head.

Mick: But folks, back to what I saying. The common thread is sports entertainment.

This draws a MASSIVE amount of boos from the crowd and even some people in the front row flipping him off.

Mick: You can say what you want to, but if it wasn’t for those two magical words, this business would have been dead decades ago. If it weren’t for the combination of two worlds into one spoken phrase……sports entertainment……we wouldn’t be here today. And that folks, is why I’m here. You see, this company…….it seems to want to pride itself…..pun intended, on being focused about what goes on in this ring. Well, I’m here to tell you all that nobody gives a damn what happens in this ring. People don’t care about House of Carnage matches. They don’t give a damn about Grudge Matches. Oh no. You know what people care about?

He smirks and nods his head.

Mick: They care about Bikini Jousts! They care about women being degraded into nothing more than sex objects like they deserve. They care about fake heart attacks! They care about attacks on owners and General Managers that are so ridiculous, it HAS to be true because you couldn‘t make the shit up! They care about mobsters being handed positions of power in promotions, even though it’s painfully obvious and it’s a shock that the cops don’t jump on it like five seconds! They care about keg carrying contests and obstacle courses and that folks is why I am here. To change Ring of Pride and make this company the greatest sports entertainment force that the world has ever seen.

At this point, Strong steps in.

Strong: Excuse me, but why in the hell are you here? Who even let your bitch ass in? You see, you may care about that kinda shit, but we don’t. As far as I’m concerned, that kind of shit ended for me when I left that I dive in the Northeast called SVW. Because here you stand praising sports entertainment, but here I am, standing, having seen what it does. The kind of crap that you’re preaching about, it was shoved down these people’s throats for years with EWC and then SVW. The kind of crap that you’re talking about, praising like it’s god’s gift to this world…..it holds people back.

The crowd is cheering and clapping, obviously behind Strong as Mick Garrity stomps his feet and glares at the fans, trying to make them be quiet.

Strong: When I was in SVW, I saw worthless pieces of shit handed the torch, the mantle of being top dog in the company that didn’t deserve it. One SVW Champion was a former porn star, that says it all. And the Russian? The big jack off? His holding the gold is what’s wrong with what you’re preaching. I sat in that SVW locker room week after week and you know what I saw? Huh, Mick? I saw the true talent of the company, the REAL backbone and foundation of that place held down every show and reduced to ridiculous fucking segments, feuds and storylines and for what? To put over some people that didn’t even have half the talent that they did? Being reduced to compete over the second tier title belt even though what they did didn’t steal the show…….it WAS the show? But hey…….what about the fans? Let’s mention them. I feel bad for the lot that got stuck watching Climax, Dirty Dancing, Deep Throat and all that other garbage SVW programming and you know why? Those fans had watched and put up with that kind of crap for so long that they had actually given up voicing their opinions, given up trying to tell those running the shit what they wanted to see because they knew their voices wouldn’t be heard. That’s what this garbage that you’re talking about does. It brings about injustice after injustice and NEVER gives anybody what they want. I’m proud that this place isn’t anything like it. We’re the alternative, Mick and mark my words when I say that what you see here in RoP, it is the future.

The fans seem to be riled up by Strong’s shooting an are cheering and chanting “Artie” for him. Mick just shakes his head and smirks at him.

Mick: Done talking yet? Maybe you can actually put your time to use now and shave that Chia Pet off of your head! You two want to know why I’m here? You two want to know what right I have to be in this ring?

He shrugs a shoulder and then looks back at them.

Mick: There was a man with a vision. A man that had the balls to bring me here and give me a job as the Entertainment Consultant here at RoP. He gave me a guaranteed deal, guys and it was a pretty nice one. All so I could help bring some REAL entertainment to you wrestling fans!

He motions to the people around ringside, who boo at him once again, so loud that we can barely even hear him as he starts to talk again.

Mick: And that man was Kris Peek! Thanks to him, you people will actually get some action on these shows week in and week out and starting at the next Meltdown, you all will see just what me and my take on this business can bring to the table. You’ll see how green the grass is on my side of the fence and I guarantee it that once you go my way…….you’ll never be able to go back to the garbage “pure” stuff again!

Suddenly, he just hauls off and decks Strong in the jaw, sending him stumbling back into Stu as he quickly drops his mic and dives out of the ring, smirking as he regroups on the arena floor and looks at the scene in the ring. He shrugs his shoulders and mouths “you deserved it” as Strong glares at him and Stu tries to calm him down as the opening of the show comes to a close.



TL: The following match is a Fatal Four Way, Scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana….Finnius T Boggs!

‘Nobody’ by Skindred hits and from the back out walks Boggs. He strolls straight to the ring, climbing the stairs and into the ring. He then stretches himself out on the ropes looking up at the entrance.

TL: Introducing next, hailing from Denver, Colorado….’The Cobra’ Eric Cobretti!

‘Motherfucker of the Year’ by Motley Crue hits and Cobretti walks out and pauses at the top of the ramp to pose for a moment or two before walking down the ramp and hops into the ring, but he doesn’t get far as Boggs jumps him straight away, slamming two elbows into his back, and throwing him through the corner ropes and into the ringpost shoulder first!

TL: Introducing next, hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania…’The Hardcore One’ Tommy Wilson!

Tommy races from the back, still holding onto his kendo stick and slides into the ring, where Boggs greets him by stomping on his head twice. Wilson scrambles to his feet, but Boggs is relentless, pounding on Wilson and backing him into the ropes. Boggs then backs up and launches clotheslining Wilson over the top rope to the outside again.

TL: And finally……from Atlanta, Georgia……Nightkrow!

“Fight Fire With Fire” plays as Nightkrow comes from the back wielding a baseball bat to cheers from the fans and a small “Let’s go Krow” chant. In the ring, Boggs reaches down and lifts up Wilson’s Cane, and then looks out at Krow, backs up, and motions for Krow to bring it on. Krow stops to slam his baseball bat into Wilson’s back, and then spins it and points it straight at Boggs who just smirks, spins the cane, and then slams it into Cobretti’s face as he staggers out of the corner. Krow slips his jacket off and then climbs into the ring, and blocks Boggs cane shot with his baseball bat. Boggs swings again, and again Krow blocks it. Boggs backs off, and Krow swings with his bat but Boggs blocks it.

Stu: I think we may have s stalemate! Boggs was dominating until Krow got here, and now he can’t seem to hit him.

Strong: Give him time Stu. Krow’s going to get what’s coming to him soon.

Both men back off giving each other space, and then both launch attacks and fence, Boggs with the cane, Krow with the bat! Neither man seems to be getting the advantage, until a particularly hard swing from Krow breaks Boggs’ Cane. Krow smirks evilly, but before he can do anything, he’s grabbed from behind and hit with the Lockdown by Wilson! Wilson gets up excited, but when he turns to face Boggs’s he’s met with a shot from Krow’s baseball bat! Boggs starts beating into Tommy, kicking him out of the ring and following him. Krow starts to stagger up, and Cobretti slides into the ring, sizing Krow up. When Krow turns to face him Cobretti hooks his head, hooks him and slams him down with the Pearl of the Cobra!

Stu: Cobretti could steal it here! He’s waited for his moment and struck just like The Cobra.

Cobretti doesn’t go for the pin, instead choosing to lock Nightkrow in the Cobretti Clutch! He yanks on it, trying to get Krow to submit, but Boggs has slid back into the ring, and races over slamming the bat down into Cobretti’s ribs! Another two shots from the bat lay The Cobra out, and then Boggs lifts him up, and drills him with the Belfast Express. Boggs then starts to shake Nightkrow awake, and to his feet, and hands him the bat. Krow looks at him puzzled, but Boggs simply pats him on the shoulder, then starts to walk away, miming he’s going for another kendo stick.

Stu: it looks like Boggs wants to fence a little more. Who else is ready for Round 2?

Krow chuckles and takes the chance to slam Cobretti with the bat again, but when he stands back up, Boggs strikes from behind with the IRA! Boggs stands back up with a smirk and then casually lifts Cobretti and tosses him out of the ring and onto Wilson. Boggs casually climbs to the top rope and leaps off, landing a picture-perfect Demolition straight onto Nightkrow’s chest. He hooks the leg, and the referee slides in ONE…TWO…THREE!

TL: Your Winner of this match by pinfall, Finnius T. Boggs!

Stu: Why did Boggs do that? Why give Nightkrow his bat, then stab him in the back like that!

Strong: Because Boggs knew Nightkrow was the biggest name in that match. And he wanted to beat him with his own moves, not because Cobretti and Wilson jumped him.

Stu: Well, whatever the reason Boggs has won this Four way in a dominating fashion, and the sky’s the limit for him.










TL: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, on his way to the ring…from 402, Nebraska…’Thugnificent’ Adam Linn!

“Feuer Frei” starts to play as Linn comes out from the back. He stands there for a moment, looking around at the fans, then marches down to the ring as the fans pop a little as he hops onto the apron, then rolls into the ring.

TL: And his opponent, from Bellevue, Nebraska…Paige!

"Beautiful and Strange" by Mudvayne begins to blast from the PA as Fog begins to Fill the stage. 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: And here we go. There is absolutely no love lost between these two!

The second Paige gets to her feet, Linn is there and the pair exchanges some vicious right hands. Linn gets the upper hand and shoves Paige back into the corner, following with a knee to her midsection. Linn grabs the middle ropes and starts slamming his shoulder into her midsection. Linn backs up and waves at the crowd, but when he turns around Paige claps both his ears. Linn backs off shaking his head trying to get the ringing out, and when he turns back around he’s met with a dropkick from the second rope. Paige keeps the pressure on, following the dropkick by bouncing off the ropes and dropping an elbow to Linn’s back. Paige follows up by placing a knee in the middle of Linn’s back, and then yanking his head up by the hair! Paige cackles away evilly, until the referee breaks the hold, but leaves Paige with a handful of Linn’s hair. Paige holds it high for the crowd to see, staring at it distractedly and slowly lets it drop out of her hands, as Paige watches with a massive smile on her face.

Stu: That woman needs help.

Strong: And Adam needs Advanced Hair Studio!

Paige turns back to Adam who is stumbling to his feet clutching at his head. Paige slowly stalks him waiting for him turn around, and when Linn does, Paige goes for the spear, but Linn ducks to the side throwing Paige between the ropes to the outside! Paige crashes to the mats outside, and Linn clutches at his head again, before slipping from the ring. Linn drags Paige to her feet, then clutches her by the back of the head, and slams her face-first into the apron. He holds on slamming her into the apron a little more before throwing her forward and face-first into the ringpost! Paige bounces off the ringpost and Linn rolls into and out of the ring, breaking the count. He walks over to Paige, but at the last second Paige hooks his leg, and drop toe holds him into the steel steps! Linn doesn’t bounce off, and Paige takes advantage, booting his head a couple more times, and then casually climbs the steps, standing on Linn’s head, and then pushes off the top step and drops a knee on the back of Linn’s head, slamming it even harder into the ringsteps!

Strong: And Paige showing her hardcore roots there. I almost feel sorry for Linn.

Paige stands up, shaking her leg and then laughing at Linn not moving. She drags him up, and rolls him into the ring. Paige climbs up onto the apron, and grabs the top rope slingshotting herself over and splashing Linn. She hooks the leg and the ref slides in ONE….TWO….THR-NO! The ref points and Linn has his foot on the bottom rope! Paige stands up, and boots Linn a couple more times. She starts dragging Linn up, but he shoves her off and explodes out with a Yakuza Kick putting Paige down! Linn drops to one knee clutching at his head and trying to shake out the cobwebs. He staggers back up, drags Paige up, and whips her into the corner. He charges in for a splash, but Paige gets her boot up. Paige goes for a cross body, but Linn catches her with a smile, and charges forward slamming her into the turnbuckle. He sits her on the top rope, then climbs to the Second Rope and raises a hand as the crowd roars.

Stu: Here we go! Linn is calling for the Double Shot!

Linn tries to lift Paige, but Paige gets in first kicking Linn low. Linn lets go, and Paige takes advantage slipping out, hooking both of Linn’s arms, and then lifting Linn up and drilling him with a second-rope Sacrifice! Paige covers Linn and the ref slides in ONE…TWO…THR-NO! Paige lifts Linn up, a sick smile now covering her face. She then stands up, drags Linn up and drills him with ANOTHER Sacrifice. After a moments contemplation, Paige then lifts Linn up again and this time drills him with the Creation Driver! Linn is out cold by now, but Paige doesn’t go for the pin instead stalking the ring chuckling to herself.

Stu: Ref, Stop the damn match! Paige has lost it here.

Strong: She hasn’t lost anything, Stu. She’s showing Linn that she truly is better then him. And she loves the pain she’s causing too.

Paige then stands over Linn, reaches down, and yanks Linn up into Dream Street! The referee checks on Linn who isn’t responding at all and instantly calls for the bell.

TL: Your Winner, By Referee Stoppage, PAIGE!

Paige doesn’t let go though, yanking back even further on Linn. Finally the ref threatens to reverse his decision and Paige lets go, pie faces the ref and then strolls out of the ring. Paige looks back in the ring at Linn who is being checked by EMT’s and smirks before heading backstage.








TL: The following is a tag match and it is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first………on their way to the ring Lil’ Knoxville and Xtreme Steve……The Original Showstoppers!

“Riding Again” starts to play to boos as Knoxville and Steve make it out from the backstage area and into the entrance aisle and walk down to the ring. They mess with the fans a little, teasing slapping their hands, then shoving them back into their seats as they head to the ring.

AS: Mark my words, Stu, this team is going to be the first RoP Tag Team Champions. I guarantee it.

SP: They have some talent, but I hear nothing but good things about their opponents……

TL: And their opponents……..Johnny Holliday and Jared James…….The Revolution!

“Sink Into Me” plays as Johnny and Jared emerge from the back to some cheers, then run down the aisle and slide into the ring as Steve and Knoxville retreat to their corner and watch their opponents intently as they get up.

AS: These two have done some big things in the Northeast, but they ain’t in Connecticut anymore, Stu. This is a whole nother ballgame with new rules here in RoP.

SP: I dunno, these two definitely have good chemistry and I expect them to work rather well as a team.

The bell rings and Steve and Knoxville jump Jared and Johnny. After some clubbing blows to the back, they send both Johnny and Jared into the ropes and catch them both with standing dropkicks that send them stumbling back out of the ring as the crowd goes crazy. Knoxville and Steve wait for Jared and Johnny to get up before they charges the ropes and leap out of the ring onto both Jared and Johnny with double suicide dives. The crowd starts an “RoP” chant as Knoxville and Steve get up and roll Johnny into the ring. They get in after him and Knoxville lifts Johnny up and drops him over his knee as Steve comes off the ropes and quickly grabs Johnny and nails a snap swinging neck breaker onto him that folds him up and causes the crowd to applaud loudly. Knoxville gets up and official Mike Donovan forces him out of the ring and into his corner as Steve gets up and nails some stiff kicks to Johnny, who’s on his knees and teetering back and forth. Steve pulls him up and whips him into the ropes, going for a spinning heel kick, but Johnny catches him and manages to slam him into the mat with a snap as he nails a spine buster on him. Johnny crawls over into his corner and tags in Jared just as Steve gets up and goes to grab his foot.

AS: Here comes Jared…….

SP: And there goes Knoxville……..

Knoxville charges Jared, who ends up tossing him over the top rope to the arena floor. Jared turns around and Steve gouges him in the eyes and then launches him across the ring into a corner. Jared leaps up as Steve comes in after him and turns his body in mid air to catch Steve under the arms and go for a roll up on him. The crowd “ooohs” and “aaahs” as Steve rolls through, grabs Jared by the leg and launches him back with a flip that sends him right into a cross body as Knoxville flies over the top rope from the apron to catch him with it! The fans erupt as Knoxville gets up and Steve goes for the cover. One…..Two! Jared kicks out. Steve shakes his head as he pulls Jared up and then tags in Knoxville. Knoxville comes in and Steve gets Jared into a wheelbarrow position and lifts him as Knoxville quickly gets down and raises both knees as Steve brings Jared down chest first into them! Jared is in pain as Knoxville rolls him over and goes for another cover. One……Two..!

AS: Jared kicks out again and we’re seeing some tremendous team work from Knoxville and Steve here.

SP: They keep going like this and they might be RoP Tag Champs in no time, Artie!

Knoxville pulls Jared up and whips him into the ropes. He goes to catch Jared with a back body drop, but Jared rolls through, goes under Knoxville’s legs and gets up behind him. The fans are going crazy as Jared springs off the ropes and catches Knoxville with a headscissors takedown. Knoxville tumbles over toward the ropes and gets up. He immediately comes after Jared, who ducks a clothesline, then spins Knoxville around and nails a snap suplex on him. He climbs up the corner and goes to come off the top rope with something but Steve comes over and grabs his legs, holding Jared there. Finally, Steve steps up onto the middle rope, then the top as nails some shots to Jared. Knoxville gets up in the turnbuckle beside Steve and they go for a double suplex off the middle rope, but Johnny comes up behind them and nails a leaping kick to Steve’s back and then he gets his head between Knoxville’s legs and pulls him back with an electric chair drop. Steve is on the apron as Johnny springs off the ropes, but gets tripped up by Knoxville, who reaches up. He stumbles forward and Steve leaps sideways over the top rope and catches Johnny with a loud kick to the side of the head. Johnny stumbles right into a flap jack from Knoxville and rolls out onto the apron to regroup. Knoxville and Steve regroup and turn just as Jared climbs up to the top rope and comes off with a moonsault onto both of them and hangs on to Knoxville for a pin! One…….Two……..NO! Steve breaks it up!

AS: Jesus Christ, these four are so damn quick, I’m having a hard time following them!

SP: You aren’t the only one! The action is fast and furious here as these four are really going at it and laying it all on the line!

The fans are on their feet cheering as Jared gets up. He pulls Knoxville up and goes for the I-35 Drive, but Knoxville grabs his arm and whips him chest first into the corner, then takes him out with a big clothesline to the back of the head. Knoxville smirks as he picks him up and then takes him down with a scoop slam. Knoxville goes into the corner and starts to go up to the top for a moonsault, but Jared rolls out of the way. Johnny is up on the apron and runs into the corner, steps up onto the middle rope and then leaps up and nails a reverse hurricanrana on Knoxville that shakes the ring and causes the fans to erupt with a “this is awesome” chant.

AS: You know, I really can’t argue with the people here! These four are really setting the bar high for everyone else that’s coming out here later, Stu!

SP: And I don’t know if this can be topped! We haven’t seen much tags, but all four have been in the ring for a solid amount of time and we’ve seen some double team moves. It’s been well…..awesome thus far!

Knoxville rolls to the side of the ring as Johnny gets up and Steve comes at him. Johnny drop toe holds him down face first into the mat, then reaches over and grabs his head as Jared is up and springs off the ropes, nailing a running dropkick to Steve’s jaw. As soon as it connects, Johnny lets go and then gets up, springing off the ropes himself and he nails a flipping leg drop to the back of Steve’s head. The crowd is going ape shit and has a “Rev-O-lution” chant going as Jared picks Steve up and sets him up for a vertical suplex. He lifts him and brings him back right into a power bomb by Johnny. Jared springs into the ropes and nails a springboard moonsault onto Steve, then Johnny jumps over Steve and pins him down. One……..Two……..NO! Knoxville comes from nowhere to nail Johnny to break it up!

AS: Jesus Christ, that was as close of a two count as I’ve ever seen!

SP: How do you think Knoxville feels? That was way too close, but then again The Revolution had been rolling so well there before that. If Steve isn’t winded after that flurry, he has to be freaking Superman.

Jared comes at Knoxville who don’t have any of it and nails shot after shot to Jared and then nails a snap suplex on him to take him down. Johnny is up and Knoxville nails a flurry of right hands to him before he backs him into the ropes and then whips him across the ring and catches him with a tilt a whirl backbreaker. Johnny holds his back and Knoxville focuses on Jared, going over to the corner and choking him with his boot to boos. Steve, meanwhile, has gone up to the top rope and seems to be getting his breath as he looks down at Johnny. Suddenly, he leaps off and comes at Johnny with a spiral tap to a roar from the fans, but Johnny moves!

AS: HE MISSED IT! HE MISSED IT!

SP: This could be bad news for The Showstoppers, Artie. That’s a move that I’ve seen Steve hit in almost every match he’s been in all around the world!

Steve gets up and Johnny leaps up with a kick to the side of the head. Johnny gets up and Knoxville turns him around from behind and nails some right hand shots to his jaw before he flings Johnny over the top rope and to the arena floor. Knoxville turns around and Jared comes at him with a clothesline attempt, but Knoxville ducks and then turns Jared around and lifts him up, then brings him back down with a C-Ville Driver but Jared manages to spin around and land on his feet beside Knoxville! He boots him in the midsection, then reels him in for the I-35 Drive and he pins him as Johnny grabs Steve by the foot and keeps him from doing anything. One………Two………Three!

TL: Here are your winners………THE REVOLUTION!

AS: Damn! Damn it all to hell! I put some money on Knoxville and Steve and looked what happened!

SP: What a match though! It’s safe to say that the tag team division here in Ring of Pride is as good as ever!




We just see "The Real Deal" Lucas Sensation backstage smiling, as he talks about his match against Simon Sensation, tonight!

Lucas: You know, this is the night that HISTORY will be made!!! I am going to make history as I will be the ONLY Sensation in history! Simon, you had a good run with the Sensation, but it all comes to an end, and when it is all said and done....you will be changing your name, bitch! So, Simon....

Lucas pauses for a minute before speaking.

Lucas: Only one Sensation belongs in RoP....and that man goes by the name of Lucas!!! See you later, imposter!

We now fade.

[Simon]

7-11 Meltdown

We just fade backstage as we see the man known as Lucas Sensation just speaking out.

Lucas: It seems to me that you, Simon, wants to keep me OUT of the RoP! I mean, you are just so damn pathetic that I can't stand your ass! So, despite the attack that I received at the last Meltdown...lets settle this situation that we have in front of us! I mean, I took out Kris Peek, and now, I have no problem in taking out you! So...

Lucas pauses once again before speaking.

Lucas: At Out for Blood, I challenge you, Simon, to a match! Not just any old match, but No Holds Barred, Simon! If I win, you have to drop the Sensation name and If I lose, I will drop the Sensation name! The battle for Sensation, if you will! So, Simon, the ball is in your court....accept the challenge and show the world what you truly are....a useless no talented bastard! I will be awaiting your answer, Simon...and it better be the right answer!!!!

With that said, we fade back to ringside.

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We come back from a merchandise commercial to have “I Gotta Have It” hit as Simon Sensation walks out from the back to boos. He shakes his head and smirks as he strolls down to the ring and then climbs in . He straightens his suit out to boos and grins as his music fades.

SP: I wonder what the boss is doing out here?

AS: Do you even need to ask, Stu? Just listen and you’ll find out!

Simon stands in the ring, smirking before he grabs the microphone from his back pocket and starts to speak.

Simon: Ladies and gents, I’m sure all of you saw tonight that Lucas Peek……whatever he’s calling himself now……was running his mouth and challenged me to a match for the next supershow, Out for Blood: Revenge is a Bitch.

He pauses and the fans in attendance cheer, seemingly fond of the idea.

Simon: Well, I hate to break it to you all, but it’s not going to happen. You see, when I created this promotion. When I started Ring of Pride, I did so with he intentions of never competing in the ring here, ever. This company was created for the people in the backstage area right now, mingling in the locker room and you cretins here in the stands. It wasn’t created so I could get in the ring and win titles and whore myself out like you see all around the wrestling landscape these days, but apparently Lucas didn’t get that memo.

He shakes his head to a massive amount of boos from the crowd, which is starting to chant “chicken”.

Simon: So read my lips, Lucas, I’m not going to face you in two weeks at the supershow. I’m not going to step in the ring with you and I’m not going to lock horns with you. To be quite honest, Lucas, if I was going to step into the RoP ring here with my tights on and lock horns with someone, it wouldn’t be you, Lucas. It wouldn’t be some hapless moron halfwit that can’t even buy himself a win in this company. It’d be a top star here, it’d be someone that I knew I could make money with. It wouldn’t be someone like you, Lucas. Hell, I know you’ll probably be disappointed that I didn’t accept this challenge of yours. I know that this crusade that you’re on to avenge what I did to Saint now has a wrench thrown in it, but you know what?

He snickers as the fans boo and start a “Simon sucks” chant.

Simon: I don’t give a shit! You’re even lucky that you have a job here, Lucas. You’re lucky that I took you in and gave you a place to do whatever in the hell it is that you do after that shithole SVW sank in the Northeast! You’re lucky that I took you in after Spooky McDuffy made you into nothing but a joke, having bricks fall on you, bears attack you and you slip and slide around like a fucking fool. So next time, Lucas, you better be careful who you challenge because remember……I sign your pay checks. I’m the one making sure that your family eats, even if your worth to me is only such that I feel you’re not even valuable to pay enough money to barely even buy Ramen noodles too. Now…..

He shrugs and smirks as he looks around at the fans.

Simon: Lucas, I know you’re listening and I know for a fact that you saw what happened to Stephen Saint. Keep your ass in line, Lucas and keep your mouth shut. Because I won’t fire you, not at all. I’ll make sure that you suffer a painful, bloody fate worse than anything that happened to Stephen. You read me loud and clear?

He shakes his head and the crowd pours some boos on him.

Simon: That being said, Lucas, I have nothing more to say to you and I have nothing more to say to you fans………

Suddenly, “Burn it to the Ground” plays as Lucas Sensation walks out from the back to cheers from the fans. He shakes his head and looks at Simon from the entrance aisle.

Lucas: Wow, all I hear is clucking from you because to be honest, I’ve never seen as big a chicken as you in my life. You don’t want to accept my challenge? Fine…….I’m okay with that. But you want to come out here and you want to threaten me? You have the balls to bring up what happened to Stephen Saint?

He shakes his head and holds up a finger, wagging it.

Lucas: That stuff don’t fly with me. If you don’t want to face me? That’s fine. You don’t have the balls to go toe to toe with me? That’s alright. But you have the balls to bring up what happened with Saint, you have the balls to rub what you did to him, what you did to his child in my face, knowing full well that what happened……it’s the reason that I challenged you in the first place……….

He rolls his eyes and then starts to march down the aisle with a smirk on his face.

Lucas: Well that just means you’re screaming and begging for an as kicking……….

The fans cheer as Lucas drops the microphone and hops up on the apron as Simon backs up against the other side of the ring and holds his hand up.

Simon: Hold it right there, god damnit! You lay a hand on me and not only will your ass never work in this business again, but I’ll sue your ass for everything you own and all the food stamps that your white trash family gets! You want action, Lucas? You’re feeling so froggy? How about this………in two weeks at the supershow……..

He grins as he holds two fingers up.

Simon: You’re going to be going toe to toe, one on one with……a mystery opponent. Let’s just leave it at that!

Lucas is obviously less than pleased, but shakes his head.

Lucas: Well……..it’s……….SHITTY!

The crowd roars as he gets into the ring and goes after Simon, nailing him with a few shots before security and referees storm the ring to pull him off. Simon is obviously pissed off as he gets to his feet and picks up the microphone that he has dropped as Lucas keeps being held back.

Simon: You want to put your hands on me? You want me, Lucas? You want me? YOU GOT IT! Me against you at the supershow in a five minute challenge…….I doubt you can even last two minutes in the ring with me, but I’m gonna take you to school and make you tap, bitch! How do you like that?

This causes Lucas to smirk slyly as he stops fighting the refs and security. He nods his head and holds his hands up as he backs over to the ropes, then climbs through them as his music starts to play again with the fans going crazy.

SP: He wanted Simon in the ring. He got it. The shit hit the fan!

AS: The shit just got out of the ring……oh, I thought you meant Lucas!





TL: The following match is set for one fall and is a Five Minute, Name versus Name Challenge. Whoever gets pinned or made to submit within the allotted time will lose their last name. Now, introducing first……..he is the Ring of Pride owner……..Simon Sensation!

“I Gotta Have It” plays as Simon comes out from the back with his robe on to boos. He walks down to the ring and then rolls in before making it up to his feet and shaking his head as he looks around at the fans and then takes his robe off and tosses it onto the referee.

AS: This is the first match ever that Simon has had here in RoP. You got to wonder what state of mind he’s in, which is probably pissed after what happened at the last show.

SP: He’s a world class athlete and a professional. He’s ready for this match just like any other, I’m sure.

TL: And his opponent……from Kilgore, Texas…….”The Real Deal” Lucas Sensation!

“Burn it to the Ground” plays as Lucas charges out from the back to a pop from the fans. He holds his hands up as he stands there for a moment, then starts slapping some hands as he makes his way down the aisle to the ring. He takes his shirt off at the end of the aisle and then tosses it into the screaming fans before he slides into the ring and charges right after Simon.

AS: Lucas says he’s related to Stephen Saint and he’s royally pissed at Simon for what he did to Saint and his baby, but I ain’t buying it. I think that it’s a crock to bullshit.

SP: Why would he make it up? I don’t think Lucas would have anything to gain by it. Would he?

The bell rings just as Lucas charges in after Simon and nails him with shot after shot. He causes Simon to put his head through the middle and top ropes. Lucas don’t have any of it and nails him with a sick shot to his jaw before he grabs Simon by the head, pulls him through the ropes and onto the apron, then lifts him up and nails a vertical suplex into the ring on him. Simon gets to his feet in a dazed manner. Lucas sizes him up, then charges him and nails a shoulder tackle that knocks Simon down to the mat hard. The RoP owner rolls over to the ropes and crawls out of the ring now to boos from the fans.

AS: Smart move by Simon. Lucas won’t go the whole five minutes if he kills time like this.

SP: Lucas has come out of the gate swinging. I think this is the most fired up I’ve ever seen him.

Lucas gets out onto the apron and waits for Simon, who is checking his face to turn around. Lucas takes a running start and flies off the apron with a huge cross body on Simon that gets the ringside fans chanting “Real F’n Deal” for him. Lucas gets up and pulls Simon to his feet. He goes to whip Simon into a ring post, but Simon gets a boot up and then reaches up to gouge Lucas’ eyes. He then rockets him into the post instead and causes him to collide face first with it. Lucas stumbles out toward Simon, who leaps up and nails a dropkick on him that sends him back into the post. Simon smirks as he walks over to Traci Loveheart and forces her up, grabbing her chair. He nails Lucas in the gut with the edge of it, then sets it up next to him and backs up about ten steps. He takes a running start, launches himself off of the chair and goes for a dropkick on Lucas, who somehow manages to step forward and catch Simon in midair. He takes a step forward, then drops Simon headfirst onto the chair, severely denting and flattering it in the process! The crowd starts a huge “holy shit” chant.

AS: Good god! Simon just got his lights knocked out, Stu! That was a devastating power bomb! He needs to get him in the ring and pin Simon right now.

SP: I agree, Artie. Simon’s probably as ripe as he’s ever gonna be for a pin. Lucas needs to make a move now.

Lucas picks Simon up and as if listening to what Stu and Strong just said, rolls Simon into the ring and goes in after him. He seems to look down at Simon and questions pinning him for a moment as he’s motionless but Lucas shakes his head and slides out of the ring once again instead. He grabs a table from under the ring and slides it into the ring before he starts to set it up, just as Simon begins to move again. With a smirk, Lucas picks Simon up and whips him into the ropes. When Simon bounces back, Lucas picks him up and goes for a Sensation Drop, but Simon reverses it by grabbing Lucas by the head and nailing a tornado DDT that sends them both crashing through the table to cheers from the fans!

TL: Ladies and gentlemen, there is a minute left in this match!

AS: These two better try and pull out all the stops now. They only got sixty seconds left!

SP: After what just happened with both going through that table, that may be easier said than done, Artie!

Simon rolls out of the mess and uses the ropes to pull himself up. Lucas rolls away from the table and begins to get up as well. Once Lucas reaches his feet, Simon springs into the ropes and goes for an Overnight Sensation springboard spear, but Lucas catches him and plants him with a snapping DDT. Simon is laid out as Lucas covers him………but from out of nowhere, Ace Andrews comes and grabs the referee by the leg, pulling him out of the ring. Lucas sees this and starts yelling at Ace, just as the bell rings.

TL: Ladies and gentlemen, this match has gone the allotted time limit and is considered a draw!

The fans boo at this as Lucas seems more than pissed off. Ace is laughing at him, but not for long as Lucas gets out of the ring and gives chase to him. The fans now cheer Lucas on as he runs around the ring and finally manages to grab Ace by the arm. He rifles him into the ring steps, then slides in the ring and lays in wait as Simon gets up.

AS: The match is done…….what in the hell is he doing?

SP: Getting a measure of revenge here……he got screwed!

When Simon gets up, he’s on spaghetti legs and turns. Lucas grabs him by the arm and reels him in for a Sensation Drop that folds Simon up on the mat. Lucas springs up with a grin on his face to cheers from the fans, but then gets the hell out of dodge as Ace comes into the ring with a chair. The fans cheer and scream for him as Lucas passes by the front row.

AS: Nobody lost their name…….but Lucas may have just lost his job!

SP: Maybe, but I don’t think this is over yet, Artie. Knowing the owner like I do, I’d say this may have just begun….



6-13 Meltdown

As the actual song starts, the lights come back on. Standing in the ring behind Deas, holding a mic is "The Psychotic Enigma" Shadow.

SP: "Oh My God. That's one of the songs from The Messenger."

AS- "And that's Shadow from the AWA. What's he doing here?"

Deas notices the crowd's motions and turns around and quickly takes a few steps backwards in surprise. Shadow lifts up the mic.

Shadow- "Do you understand now? You see, when I signed my Ring of Pride contract, Simon agreed to give me one match of my choice."

SP: "Is he saying that he part of Ring of Pride now?"

Shadow- "However, unlike you or any of these other cretins in the building, I did not choose one the champions to sacrifice...yet. No Bryan, my choice was much simpler. I chose you, in a House of Carnage match."

AS: "A what?"

Bryan is making motions, saying something, and shaking his head at Shadow.

Shadow- "Why you ask? I'll answer that quandary for you. An answer so simple that even you and the everyone else in your cesspool will understand. (Shadow pauses for a moment) Vengeance."

SP: "What is he taking about?"

AS: "I have no idea, but it doesn't sound or look very good."

Shadow quickly launches himself at Deas, hitting in the head with the mic, and the two start to trade punches as the crowd cheers wildly. After a few moments, security gets in between the two and gets them separated into opposite corners.

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6-27 Meltdown

Deas gets up and nails some shots to Mark. He sizes him up and backs against the ropes, but Shadow nails him from behind and sends him stumbling forward. Deas turns to Shadow and barks something at him. Before he can turn around, Mark nails one German suplex on him, then another, then another and then a FOURTH! The crowd is absolutely crazy as Mark pulls Deas up and lifts him in an electric chair. Marc charges into the ropes and jumps up with a springboard RKO on Deas to nail The Montreal Screwjob! Just as Marc goes to make the cover, Shadow slides into the ring and grabs Mark by the arm and whips him over the top rope. Marc seems to be confused as Shadow charges at him and nails a Shaded. The crowd seems to be befuddled as well as Shadow pulls Deas over to their corner, tags his motionless partner’s hand and yells “I saved your ass!” at him before gets down and pins Marc. One………Two………..Three!

TL: Here are your winners….SHADOW AND BRYAN DEAS!

SP: What in the hell?!

AS: I don’t know………I don’t know…….The Superfans had it won and it seemed that Shadow was picking spot and came in to literally win the match for his team when it seemed all hope was lost!

SP: The Superfans have suffered their first loss in Ring of Pride, folks and it looks like Deas is about to suffer even more!

Shadow gets out of the ring and grabs something from under the ring. He slides back in and reveals it to be a cheese grater! He starts rubbing it across Bryan’s forehead as the bell rings over and over and some refs come from the back, prepared to break it up as we see Deas has now been busted open badly.

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7-11 Meltdown

We just see Shadow just trying to exit the ring and as he does, we see Bryan Deas come through the crowd with a lead pipe. He nails Shadow on the side of the head with it, causing him to stagger to the side. Deas then nails him in the forehead, right between the eyes with the edge of it Bryan then grabs a mic and then speaks.

Bryan: You want to play with me little boy? You want to sneak attack me when you see fit? So, how does it feel now, buddy boy! At Out of Blood, how fitting.....there will be BLOOD, but it won't be my blood, you will be getting! It will be YOU that will be bleeding! See you then!

As Bryan makes the way through the crowd, we just fade back to ringside.




TL: The following is a House of Carnage match that is set for one fall. Introducing first……on his way to the ring, “Ballistic” Bryan Deas!

“Why I Sing the Blues” begins to play as Deas comes out from the back to a pretty good pop from the crowd. He walks down to the ring slowly and then climbs up the ring steps and pauses to look around the ring, the cage wall and all the weapons in place.

AS: Folks, this match is going to be brutal and bloody. It’s going to be as ugly as Mrs. Deas’ snatch, I can tell you that much.

SP: Did you have to put it that way? This is going to be ugly……I think that much is a given, but why go that far and insult the man like that?

TL: And his opponent……coming down to the ring, this is Shadow.

“Nightmare” begins to play as the fans begin to boo. Shadow emerges from the back with a shopping cart of various weapons in tow. He pauses for a moment in the entrance aisle and glares at the ring, then starts to slowly stalk down toward the ring. He gets to the end of the aisle and begins throwing some of the weapons from his cart into the ring. Deas grabs a trashcan that Shadow had thrown in and he gets out of the ring and goes after him, nailing him from behind with it as Shadow’s music fades.

AS: What a cheap shot from Deas! I imagine it’s because he knows he’s SOL against Shadow………..

SP: Come on! Shadow has put Bryan through hell the last month or so. Can’t the guy try and get some revenge here?

Deas nails Shadow on the back several times and then tosses the dented trash can aside. He grabs Shadow by the arm and whips him into the shopping cart, knocking it over. Shadow tumbles on the arena floor and then gets on his hands and knees and tries to get up. Deas kicks him several times in the gut, then pulls him up and pulls him over to the ropes of the ring. He grabs a chain that’s hanging from the rope and pulls something from his tights. He wraps the chain around Shadow’s neck and reveals that he had pulled a clip from his tights. He hooks it onto the chain, effective hanging him there with his feet barely touching the floor. Deas gets up onto the apron and grabs a kendo stick from the wires above the ring. He holds it in the air to cheers from the fans before he begins wailing away on Shadow’s skull and shoulder area with it.

AS: Deas is at bat and he’s hammering it out of the park!

SP: Can’t say I blame him after all that Shadow has put him through as of late!

Deas hammers away on Shadow until the stick breaks into pieces, then he backs up several steps and takes a running start before he punts Shadow right in the skull and breaks the clip, causing Shadow to fall to the floor in a motionless state. Deas gets down from the apron and picks Shadow up. He rolls him into the ring and then climbs onto the apron and up onto a turnbuckle as the fans cheer. He reaches over and grabs a wooden cane from the wires above the ring and waits for Shadow to get up before he jumps off looking to hit him with it, but Shadow dodges out of the way and reaches up and grabs something from the wires himself. Deas drops the cane and goes to grab Shadow, but Shadow raises something up and presses it to Deas’ skull, right between his eyes. Deas stumbles back and Shadow takes what we now see is a stapler and gets Deas several times in the arm, shoulders and chest, causing Deas to yelp in pain with each staple that digs into his flesh.

AS: Jesus……why don’t he just cry like a bitch, cry out a river and get this all done with?

SP: The man has a staple between his eyes! He’s got staples in his arms and chest! What do you expect him to do, laugh?

The fans cheer as Deas stumbles against the ropes and Shadow reaches up to grab a baseball bat with barbed wire wrapped around it. Deas turns around and Shadow swings for the fences, knocking Deas in the forehead once again and causing him to bleed from his face in several different places. As Deas is on his hands and knees trying to make it up, Shadow straddles his back and reaches over to rake the barbed wire across his face. Deas screams in pain, but it only makes Shadow take more pleasure in doing it and rake it deeper and harder. Finally, Shadow shoves Deas down and smirks as he lays the bat down and then grabs Bryan. He pulls him up to his feet and grabs him, then brings him back with a snap suplex that brings him backfirst onto the barbed wire. Deas holds his back as he rolls off of the bat and over to the ropes. He starts to pull himself up and Shadow seems to be laying in wait. As the fans get an “RoP” chant going, Shadow charges at Deas, who gets a foot up and sends Shadow staggering back. Deas charges and goes for a clothesline, but Shadow ducks. Deas turns around and wipes some blood from his face as Shadow comes rushing at him. Bryan grabs him by the back of the head and tosses him face first into one of the chain link walls that are on the ring. Shadow stumbles back and Deas grabs him, then pulls him over to the bat that has the barbed wire on it and plants him with a reverse DDT, then he stays on him for a cover. One…….two!

AS: NO! Shadow kicks out and Deas has to be kicking himself in the ass over this. He’s bleeding already and some damage is already done. You got to wonder how long he’s gonna last with the blood flowing out of him like a river.

SP: Well Shadow has taken some punishment as well. You can’t forget the choking and hanging that Deas gave him early on.

Deas gets up slowly and wipes some blood off of his face via the back of his hand. He goes over to the wire running above the ring and grabs a black bag from it. He opens it up to look inside and finds something that makes him smirk. He pours it’s contents all over the mat, revealing that the sack is holding thumbtacks to the crowd. He pours them out and throws the bag aside, then spreads the tacks out on the mat. He grins as he approaches Shadow, who has made it up in a corner. He spins Shadow around, but as he does so, Shadow takes a light tube that he got from the wire and smashes it over Bryan’s skull, causing a cloud of white powder to linger in the air and Deas to teeter on his feet. Shadow grabs him and pulls him over to the thumbtacks. He goes for a suplex, but Deas resists. Shadow nails him a few times in the side and then grabs him by the head and rushes toward the tacks with a bulldog that causes him and Deas to land in them. The crowd starts a “this is awesome” chant as Shadow’s mouth is open wide in shock and Deas is laying motionless on the mat as we get a closeup of some tacks in his face.

AS: Deas is done! Deas is out of it, Stu! Shadow should for the pin! He’s got this in the bag!

SP: I think…..as odd as it sounds…….that Shadow wants to punish Deas even more.

Shadow gets up just as Deas stirs a little. Shadow grabs him and starts to choke him across one of the chains that are scattered and attached all around the ring. Deas coughs as Shadow does this and almost amused at the fact that Bryan is helpless, Shadow lets him go, letting him fall back onto the mat. Shadow reaches up and grabs a chair from the wire and places it on a motionless and haggard looking Bryan. He takes about five steps back, then comes at Deas looking for a knee drop that would send the chair into his face, but Deas grabs the chair and springs to life, sending the chair flying into Shadow’s face as he comes at him. The fans pop a bit for that and Deas gets up to his feet. He nails some wild shots at a dazed Shadow, then looks over at the cage wall and some bad intentions seem to be running through his mind.

AS: Oh god………this don’t look good, likely for either of them!

SP: These two haven’t even been in that ring ten minutes and they’ve been to hell and back. I think Deas may be looking down field for a hail mary to end it all, though.

Bryan pulls Shadow over to the cage wall and nails some shots to his skull and even takes down a stick with some light bulbs taped to it and bashes it over Shadow’s head. Shadow staggers backward and Deas grabs him by his right arm and sends him rocketing across the ring and into the ropes. Deas gets down and as Shadow comes back to him, He goes to back body drop him surely through the cage, but Shadow manages to grab Deas by the head and spin him around. Shadown lands himself on the apron between the ropes and cage and Deas stumbles back into the ring, then sees it and charges at Shadow. Deas leaps up off his feet and cross bodies Shadow with such force that the mesh cage breaks and the two tumble through it. The fans start a “holy shit” chant. The referee gets out of the ring to check on them and notices that Shadow’s arm is over Deas for some reason. He gets down and counts. One…….Two……..Three!

TL: Here is your winner, SHADOW!

[Simon]

TL: The following contest is set for one fall and is a one on one match. Introducing first…..from Las Vegas, Nevada……”The Real Show” Terry Marvin

“Raise Up” plays as Terry walks from the back to boos from the fans, despite being relatively close to his hometown. He seems to pay little mind to the boos he gets and smirks arrogantly at some fans as he strolls down to the ring, in no obvious hurry to get there.

AS: You know, a lot of people have said a lot of things after what Terry Marvin did on the last Meltdown, beating Alexander McIntyre, but you know what? I dig it! The guy was resourceful and bested McIntyre. It don’t matter how he beat him, he beat him!

SP: I couldn’t disagree more. The man cheated to beat Alexander and then gets rewarded with a title shot in the future against McIntyre by Simon? It’s ridiculous.

"Who's to know if your Soul will fade at all?
The One you sold to fool the world.
You lost your self-esteem along the way, yeah"
As "Fake It" by Seether picks up, Anilya walks from behind the curtain and into a roar of boos and "You suck" chants. She smirks as sticks her middle finger in the air and stops.

Loveheart: From Chicago, Illinois, weighing 127 pounds, Anilya!

Anilya resumes walking to the ring and gets in. She turns and stares at Traci and chases her out of the ring. She removes her shirt, revealing her black wrestling bra tights and walks over to a turnbuckle and rests her back on it.

AS: This match was made as a punishment for Anilya after she beat Ace Andrews several weeks ago and as Simon put it, screwed with his plans. I don’t think she gives a damn about any plans Simon has…..but then again, I don’t give a damn about her so it evens out!

SP: My god, how insightful, Artie. This woman may be a bitch and she may give the word cunt a new meaning, but she don’t deserve this. She was only doing her job when she beat Ace.

The bell rings and Terry rushes Anilya, jumping right on her and doubling her over with some clubbing shots. He backs her into a corner against the turnbuckles and knees her rather hard to the point where her butt goes between the top and middle ropes due to the impact. Terry finally grabs her by the hair and pulls her into the middle of the ring before he nails some European uppercuts onto her that send her down to the mat with each one. After the third one, she gets up slowly and Terry grabs her from behind and nails a picture perfect belly to back suplex and bridges it into a pin. One…….Two! Anilya kicks out!

AS: Anilya kicks out and Terry has just gone right to work on this bitch early…….I LOVE IT!

SP: Terry don’t get paid by the hour, I assume. He’s looking to end this as soon as he can and he’s really not giving her much time to catch her breath and recover from what he’s done. That’s his experience showing through and that’s really what we saw him do to McIntyre at the last Meltdown.

Terry pulls Anilya up and snap suplexes her back down and sits up with a smirk. He gets back to his feet and then nails some kicks to her shoulders and back. She rolls over to the ropes and starts to pull herself up. As she gets on her knees, Terry comes from behind and locks his arms around her waist and goes for an overhead release German suplex. Anilya ends up rolling through and lands on her feet. Terry turns around as the crowd cheers a little, behind Anilya as she leaps up and connects with a brutal kick to the side of Terry’s skull. The Real Show stumbles into the corner and Anilya charges and nails a flying clothesline to him, then slides through the top and middle ropes and out onto the apron. Terry stumbles into the middle of the ring and turns around as Anilya somersaults over the top rope, manages to get her legs wrapped around Terr’s neck and spikes him down into the mat with a hurricanrana. Terry convulses as he lies on the mat and the crowd claps for the move that they just saw as Anilya gets on him and makes a cover. One…….Two!

AS: Thank god Marvin got his shoulder up. The last thing we need is this bitch beating another one of our top males!

SP: Yeah, well what is she supposed to do, Artie? Lose to every guy she faces? You know how ridiculous that sounds?

She gets up and stomps at Marvin several times before she goes over to the ropes and waits for him to get up. She leaps onto the middle rope, then comes at him with a stiff heel kick. He tumbles to the mat and rolls out of the ring, more so to try and stop her momentum than anything else. The fans boo him like crazy and start a “Terry Sucks” chant as he waves it off and looks up, onto have Anilya take a running start toward the ropes, then she leaps up and twists her body into something of a vaulting moonsault over it, taking Terry down with a harsh tumble and really doing some damage to herself in the process. We catch a replay of it as the fans are going crazy, starting a huge “Let’s Go Anilya” and a small “Let’s go Terry” chant in duel.

AS: Look at that the dumb bitch, she took herself out! How did she ever beat a manly man like Ace Andrews? I don’t get it!

SP: Well, you don’t get a lot, but it happened and there’s a reason they call this offensive style of hers high risk. The risk is great with every move she makes almost and this one was no different.

Anilya gets up slowly and pulls Terry to his feet, but he gouges her eyes and kicks her several times in the midsection. He rears back and nails some harsh knife edge chops to her chest before he grabs her by the arm and rifles her into the guard rail around ringside. She hits it back first and seems to be dazed. He charges in looking for something, but she lowers a shoulder and lifts him over the railing. He lands on his feet on the other side and waits for her to stumble away from the rail, then turn around before he steps up onto the top of the rail and comes off with a flying clothesline onto her. The crowd boos as Terry gets on his knees and smirks, then rolls her into the ring. He follows suit and hooks a leg of hers as he goes for a cover. One……..Two……..NO! Anilya gets a shoulder up and Terry seems frustrated. He lifts her up and then sends her quickly into the corner and comes charging in at her. She leaps up and lands behind him. When Terry turns, she leaps up and catches him with a kick to the skull that sends him staggering back into the corner. She sets him up onto the top rope and then climbs up there with him. He tries to hit some elbows onto her, but she gets him up and manages to nail a belly to back suplex on him that shakes the ring! The crowd is on it’s feet as she gets an arm over his chest! One………Two………NO!

AS: Thank god, if Terry had lost this match because of a fucking superplex, I’d have started throwing shit around!

SP: You mean besides your bias? That was a wonderfully executed move from Anilya and it came close to getting her a big win here.

The crowd is clapping in appreciation for the effort put forth in the ring as Anilya manages to get up. Terry slowly makes it to his feet and Anilya charges and goes for a head scissors take down, but Terry transitions it into a face buster. He turns her over after impact and hooks a leg to boos from the crowd! One………Two……….NO! Anilya gets a foot on the ropes and Terry is on his knees barking at the referee in no time. He shakes his head as he pulls Anilya up to her feet, gets behind her and nails a huge overhead release German suplex. He gets up and lays in wait now as she struggles to even move, let alone make it up. But somehow she does make it to her feet and when she turns, Terry comes at her full steam, but gets caught when she reaches out and catches him with a nasty power slam. She stays down and hooks a leg One……..Two………NO!

AS: Damn! This is bullshit, Stu! There’s no way that small, little woman like her could do this much damage to a guy like T-Marv. I’m calling BS on this.

SP: You better call your mom. Maybe you can cry to her. I see nothing but a great, back and forth match happening in the ring. If Anilya wins, she earned it, Artie. It’s as simple as that.

Anilya makes it to her feet and waits for Terry to get up. When he does, she goes for a quick kick to his chest, but he grabs her foot and makes it to his feet with a grin. Anilya grabs the ropes, trying to stay up as he goes for an ankle lock, but she ends up twisting her body, falling and nailing a mule kick that sends Terry back. He holds onto his head in a dazed manner and when he looks up, the crowd erupts as Anilya charges, but he side steps her attack and grabs her, going for a side effect. She elbows him in the skull and instead, starts nailing shot after shot to him, gets him down to a knee and goes for the finale of her Thorned Beauty flurry, but he ducks the kick, gets up to his feet and with a final effort, manages to nail her with The Whiplash. He gets down and makes a cover. One……..Two………Three!

TL: Here is your winner, TERRY MARVIN!

AS: YES! YES! He did it! T-Marv won!

SP: Well, he managed to beat Anilya and what a match this was. These two went to hell and back here in what I’d say has been my favorite match of the show thus far…….wait.

Terry stands in the middle of the ring with his hands on his hips and when Anilya gets up slowly, he walks over to her and says a few things, He offers his hand to her, seemingly out of respect. She shakes her head, but he says something to her and finally, she reaches out for it. Ace Andrews suddenly runs out from the back and the fans boo. Terry gets in front of Anilya and says something to Ace as he walks up to him.

AS: What’s going on here?

SP: I wish I knew!

Suddenly, Ace and Terry let out a shrill laugh and both turn to look at Anilya and then jump on her with Ace spearing her and Terry nailing kick after kick to her. He lays his boot across her throat and allows Ace to spring off the ropes and nail a slingshot leg drop across her chest. Ace then moves to her legs and locks in a Vegas Special before Terry gets down on the mat and yells some things to Anilya, then kicks her repeatedly in the skull. After four kicks, and Anilya not moving, screaming or struggling against them at all, Ace breaks his submission.

AS: What in the hell………why did they beat her down? I don’t get this?

SP: Maybe Ace was getting revenge for what happened on the last Meltdown? I don’t know, I just hope we get some EMTs out here to help Anilya out. She isn’t moving at all!

Some EMTs rush out from the back, passing a smug Terry and Ace as the scene fades to the next video package.






6-27 Meltdown

The crowd starts a “let’s go Eric” chant with a small, dueling “let’s go Tommy” chant right beside it. Tommy seems to be in disbelief that Eric kicked out, but pulls him up and then lifts him up and positions Eric’s head near his butt and his legs on his shoulder as he goes for a Luck O’ The Irish. Eric manages to get his legs free and falls on his feet behind Tommy. He spins him around and goes for The Detonator, but Tommy gouges his eyes and falls down in front of him. He nails some stiff kicks to Eric’s thighs and then lifts him up for another Rampant Lions, but this time, Eric grabs his head and plants Tommy down with a tornado DDT, using his own momentum against him. Tommy gets to his feet and turns, only to get lifted up for another Detonator, but again Tommy reverses this time by managing to crawl over Hancock and roll behind him. Hancock gets rolled up, but McFarlane don’t intend to get a pin that way. He has Hancock’s legs around his head as he lifts him up, spins and plants him with a Rampant Lions! He manages to stay on him for the cover! One………Two……..Three!

SP: He did it! McFarlane got his first singles win here in RoP, but my god……what a match! Hancock has nothing to be ashamed of here. These two put on a wrestling clinic!

AS: Eric gave him one hell of a fight……both laid it all on the line but in the end it was Tommy who got lucky and took an opening…..it’s as simple as that, Stu!

TL: Here is your winner, TOMMY MCFARLANE!

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Tommy goes to pull Hancock up and goes for a Rampant Lions, but Eric wraps his legs around Tommy’s head and grabs the ropes. He goes over the top and tries to flip Tommy over. It doesn’t work and Tommy resists like hell as Eric applies it as more of a choke now than anything. Having good awareness, Tommy tries to dump Eric over the apron and gets him hanging, but Eric has the choke in tight and dangles there. Tommy seems to be fading, his face turning blue and purples. The fans clap, trying to will something to happen. Even Dillon is just sitting back in a corner, watching with intrigue. Finally, Tommy seems to have faded enough and lunges over the ropes and falls to the floor, but before Eric can get a hand on the ropes, he falls as well!

SP: What in the hell? They both got eliminated?

TL: Eric Hancock and Tommy McFarlane are eliminated……your winner and NEW number one contender to the Southwestern Heavyweight Championship, “DEADLY” DILLON D’ANGELO!




TL: The following contest is a grudge match and is set for one fall to a finish. Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Hank Fitzgerald, Eric Hancock!

“Invincible” hits over the arena PA and Eric Hancock steps out into the arena followed shortly by his coach, Hank Fitzgerald, and a small team of trainers. Hancock wears a hoodie pulled over his head as he slowly paces to the ring, loosening up along the way. At ringside, Hancock receives a few final words of encouragement and advice from his trainers and coach and removes his sweatshirt, handing it off to the trainers before they head to the back. After his final prep, Hancock slides into the ring and bounces the ropes, getting a feeling for his environment. Eric Hancock settles into his corner and awaits the start of the match.

AS: I said several weeks ago that this man had potential, but unfortunately the only potential he seems to have is to potentially be in the unemployment line! He’s done nothing but lose as of late.

SP: You can’t win them all. Eric and his opponent for tonight had a battle about a month ago on Meltdown and just two weeks ago, were really going at it and eliminated one another from the number one contender’s battle royal.

TL: And his opponent………Tommy McFarlane!

“I’m Not Jesus” hits and Tommy emerges from the back to boos. He glares at the fans for a moment, then locks his eyes on Hancock, who’s in the ring and begins to march down to the ring. He slides in under the bottom rope, gets up and greets Hancock with some right hands, though Hancock responds with some of his own as the bell rings.

AS: Damn, this is what I like about Tommy! He’s very no nonsense, down to business. I think Eric could learn a thing or two from the guy if he paid attention.

SP: Please, these two have been at one another’s throats for weeks now. I don’t think anyone’s learning anything from anyone here………

The two exchange shots over and over until finally, Tommy knees Eric in the gut and doubles him over. He nails some really nasty uppercuts that send Eric stumbles into the ropes. Tommy stalks him, following him and stays on him, pressing down on the back of Eric’s head and choking him across the top rope. Tommy the drags him across the rope a little ways, then lets go to boos from the fans. He grabs Eric from the side and keeps his arm around his head as he takes him down with a side headlock takedown. Eric immediately gets to his feet and begins to battle up, though Tommy really has the hold locked on. Eric gets to his knees, then to his feet as Tommy gets dragged up with him. Eric elbows Tommy in the gut several times, then suddenly rifles him off into the ropes and catches him with a hip toss. The crowd comes unglued as Eric nails some kicks to the back of Tommy, then grabs him by the head and applies a reverse dragon sleeper to him.

AS: Well paint my ass bored with how this has gone thus far, Stu…….

SP: This is some great technical action from the two of them, what did you expect? These two to flip and flop all over?

Tommy now gets to battle to his feet and turns so that he’s facing Eric. He grabs Eric, lifts him up and runs into a corner, banging Eric back first against the pads. Eric lets go and stumbles out, right into a drop toe hold from Tommy. Tommy springs up and grabs Eric’s right arm and as he holds it up, begins to kick at it rapidly. Eric gets to his feet, trying to counter it, but Tommy wrings his arm and the falls to the mat, driving Eric into it as well. Tommy stays on him, hanging onto Eric’s wrist, which he has driven into his back, before he paint brushes the back of Hancock’s head. The crowd boos this, but it seems to fire Eric up.

AS: I love it, too bad Tommy didn’t smack that Jew-fro right off of Eric’s head!

SP: That was a blatant sign of disrespect from Tommy and I think Eric likes it just as less as we do…….

Eric gets to his feet and Tommy goes for a punch to him, but Eric blocks it and nails one of his own, then another. Tommy is reeling back as Eric grabs him and nails a double leg takedown on him, followed by some mounted punches. Eric rolls off of Tommy and waits for him to get up before grabbing him from behind and popping his hips for an explosive belly to back suplex that gets the crowd on their feet. Tommy gets up by using the ropes in the corner and ends up walking right into a T bone suplex from Eric, who stays down to make the cover. One………Two! Tommy gets a shoulder up. Eric gets up slowly and waits for Tommy to make it up before he boots him in the gut, then whips him into the ropes and catches him with a huge tilt a whirl backbreaker that causes Tommy to fall to the mat with an open jaw and a scrunched up back from the pain of it. Eric gets down and makes a cover. One……..Two..! Tommy kicks out.

AS: The veteran kicks out and Hancock is really trying to do all he can to soften him up right now, but I don’t think it’s working.

SP: You kidding me? After that tilt a whirl backbreaker, Tommy has got to be in pain.

Eric gets up and pulls Tommy to his feet once he gets to his knees. He nails some open handed chops to his chest, but Tommy springs to life and fires some of his own right back. The two are letting the chops fly fast and furious before Tommy reaches up and gouges Eric in the eyes, to boos from the fans. He nails a closed fist shot to Eric’s jaw, then sends him chest first into a corner. Eric stumbles out and Tommy catches him with a bridging German suplex! One…….Two! Eric kicks out. He gets to his feet slowly and Tommy kicks him in the mid section before he nails an arm drag on him, followed by pulling Eric up to his feet again by torquing on his arm and adding pressure to it. Upon getting Eric to his feet, Tommy head butts him several times and then grabs his other arm and reels that in before he finally nails a rather huge belly to belly suplex on Hancock and makes the cover. One…..Two….! Eric gets a shoulder up.

AS: God damnit, what does Tommy have to do to keep him down? Park a car on him?

SP: The same is probably something that Eric is asking himself about Tommy. They’re throwing everything at each other and well……it’s not really working.

Tommy shakes his head as he pulls Eric to his feet, but Eric suddenly unloads a flurry of shots to Tommy’s jaw that gets the crowd popping. A “Let’s go Tommy” and “Let’s go Eric” chant starts up as Tommy reaches over and jams a thumb into Eric’s left eye. He then sets up for Luck O’ The Irish but Eric manages to get out and he hits some brutal kicks to Tommy’s thighs and midsection. Tommy staggers around, then walks right into a Detonator spine buster from Eric! The crowd is on it’s feet as Eric makes the cover. One…….Two……..NO!

AS: Haha, he kicked out of The Detonator! I wonder how Eric likes that?

SP: My guess is that he’s at his wit’s end right now. What does he have to do to put Tommy away?

Eric pulls Tommy up and whips him into the ropes and goes for another Detonator, but Tommy falls down in front of him and kicks Eric suspiciously close to the groin. With that, he grabs Eric, reels him in and lifts him up for his Rampant Lions power bomb! He gets down on Eric and hooks both legs as the crowd boos. One……Two……….NO!

AS: What in the fuck? No…..how could…….I don’t get it…….

SP: What’s there to get? Eric kicked out of the Rampant Lions! What a match, folks. This is probably as much of a textbook classic match as you’ll find anywhere in any company.

Tommy shakes his head as he gets up and pulls Eric to his feet. He nails some clubbing shots to his back and then whips Eric into the ropes and nails a back body drop on him. The ring shakes and Tommy gets near the ropes and waits as Eric makes it up. When he does, Tommy charges and nails a knee strike to his face. Eric stumbles back and Tommy grabs him and reels him in for another Rampant Lions, but Eric rolls down his back and lands on his knees, but gets to his feet. When Tommy turns, Eric lifts him up and plants him with another Detonator! He stays on him for a lateral press. One……..Two………Three!

TL: Here is the winner of the match, ERIC HANCOCK!

[Simon]

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The screen crackles for a few seconds, and then a Public Warning screen pops up, and the voiceover man kicks in.

THE FOLLOWING IS A PAID ADVERTISEMENT BY WILDCARD ENTERPRISES!

The scene then fades in on a shot of Ace Andrews, standing on some grass with a leash in his hand.

AA-“Sorry for interrupting your scheduled Meltdown, but I have an important lesson for everyone today. So pay attention, as I teach you how to train your bitches.”

The shot then pans to show Ace has a random blonde woman on her hands and knees beside him, the collar around her neck. Ace gives it a quick yank and she barks at the camera.

AA-“There is many ways to train bitches, but most will only respond to firm discipline. Also, always remember you should reward them for good behaviour. For instance.”

Ace pulls a ball from his pocket and then throws it into the distance.

AA-“Fetch, bitch.”

The woman glares up at Ace, but he raises his hand quickly, and she starts to climb to her feet, but Ace yanks the leash and she stumbles back down.

AA-“On your knees like a good dog. You need to earn the right to walk.”

She starts to run off on her hands and knees, and a few minutes later she returns with the ball in her mouth. Ace kneels down, taking the ball from her mouth. He then rubs behind her ear, and with a completely over-the-top smile starts to compliment her.

AA-“Oh whose a good girl? Whose a good girl. You are, yes you are. Yes. You. Are.”

Ace then stands up, and looks at the camera with a smile again.

AA-“Now, most people seem confused. Just how do you reward your bitch? Well, there is a few ways. You could give her a good bone, but this is PG, so I can’t do that. You could allow her some time at the mall, but that should only be for once they’ve truly done something really really good. No, the easy way to train your bitch, is to reward her with the one thing all bitches want. Money.”

Ace then pulls a thick wad of cash out of his pocket, and we see the woman’s eyes light up. Ace then peels off a few notes and drops them on the ground, rubbing them into the dirt with his boot.

AA-“Fetch that bitch.”

Ace then looks back into the camera, walking forward a few paces while smiling.

AA-“I hope you’ve all enjoyed this lesson, and remember too many bitches never spoil the broth if they want dinner.”

Ace then walks off and the scene fades out on the woman scrubbing through the dirt for the money.

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7-11 Meltdown

Scene cuts back to the backstage area, as Texas Television Champion Shawna Rose is seen standing by with an unknown male standing behind her. She smirks, as the camera gets right in front of her.

Shawna: Hey there everyone. I know, you guys weren't expecting me here tonight, but here I am, and not alone. I brought along a good buddy of mine. Say hello to the camera Eric.

Eric waves to the camera. She turns, and raises her eyebrows as he stops. She smirks, turning back to the camera.

Shawna Rose: Yes that's enough Eric. Now then, we recently seen Ace Andrews talk abut how to train a female. Well guess what, now is my turn to teach guys how to not be sexist bitches like Ace is. Really girls, it's plain, and simple, easy as pie thing to do. When they start in barking orders, there are a few things you can do to realize they shouldn't do it, they need to treat you better. Eric if you may move forward please.

Eric moves forward a bit, so he is standing next to her. She smirks.

Shawna Rose: Now say he is standing next to you, and for some reason, wants you to go get him something, even though he is standing, and can do it himself, you just do this.

She smiles cutely, as she then lifts up her foot, and brings it crashing down on Eric's foot, stomping it hard. Eric lets out a loud yell.

Shawna Rose: Of course, there is another thing you can do too, instead of stomping on his foot.

Before Eric can react, she brings her fist back, as she backhands him in the nose, clearly hitting it just right as blood comes out. She is still smiling cutely.

Shawna Rose: Of course, the foot stomping will work even more if he is sitting in a chair. Of course though, if he is sitting in a chair, and tells you to go get something, you do it, but instead of giving him it, you make sure you hit him hard with whatever it is, or if it's a drink, you dump it right on him, then stomp his foot. I would show you now, but needless to say, there is no chairs round here. Now the next thing, say your guy demands you have sex with him, or give him head, you should do this. Eric please turn to the side.

He turns to the side, as she turns to her side, as they face each other. She gets down on her knees.

Shawna Rose: Alright, so as I was saying, you get down on your knees, but instead of undoing his pants, you do this.

She brings her hand up, as she grabs ahold of his crotch, and squeezes it. She doesn't let go, as Eric is clearly in pain, screaming out loudly, trying to get away, hitting at her hand. As she doesn't let go, she laughs out loud, loving that Eric is in pain from her. Just like she would do to any male who even tried telling her what to do.

Shawna Rose: Now then ladies, this is what you do exactly. Trust me, you do this last one, your guy won't be a sexist pig towards you, or try to order you around. It will teach them the lesson they deserve.

She looks up at Eric, as she smirks. Eric is easily getting nauseous from this move. She finally lets go, as Eric quickly runs off. Shawna stands up.

Shawna Rose: Now Ace, if I was you, I would watch it, and learn not to piss me off by thinking you are some macho man who has the right to tell females what to do. Trust me, if you think it will work on me, you will sadly be mistaken. You will get worse then what Eric there got. You think I am joking, you just wait, and see.

She glares into the camera, before she walks away.

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Anilya comes at Ace, but he manages to lower a shoulder and elevate her with an attempted back body drop onto the crate. She ends up landing flat like a cat and gets in position so that when he turns around, she pulls him onto it and nails some shots to his skull, causing him to sprawl out. Anilya looks down at him, making sure that he’s down before she turns and climbs on top of a concrete out cropping next to the crate. She gets up to the top and seems to be setting up for a Thorned Beauty. Just as she gets ready to fly, Ace kips up and Anilya bends down, bracing for whatever he throws at her, but he ends up grabbing her by the head and goes for the Triple 7’s. Anilya manages to fight out and shoves him forward. As she does so, Shawna Rose comes from out of nowhere and pulls Ace by the leg so that he falls onto the crate. He sits up and she nails him across the skull with a chair. He gets laid out and she takes a step back as Anilya stands up and then flies off with her Thorned Beauty swanton. The crate gives way with a loud crash as both go through it. The camera looks down and we see Anilya on Ace. The ref gets down and makes the cover. One……Two…….Three!

TL: Here is the winner of the match, ANILYA!

SP: Holy shit, what a swanton! Anilya picked up a huge win! So much for Ace’s momentum going into the supershow!

AS: Yeah, well look at the facts…..it took Shawna getting involved to screw Ace over and get Anilya the win. It took two cunts to beat him! I demand that the record books show that! ASTERISK! ASTERISK!




TL; The following match is a one on one match for the Texas Television Championship. Introducing first, the challenger……from Las Vegas, Nevada…….”The Billionaire Brawler” Ace Andrews!

The entire arena goes to black, and the titan tron flickers into life with some static. As the static starts getting clear it starts to show four Ace cards between flashes of static. After a few seconds the static leaves to have just an image of the Four Ace cards. After a few seconds the Ace cards turn sideways and fly towards the camera and the text 'YOU'RE GONNA GET ACED!' flashes on and off, going faster and faster until finally some pyro explodes and the PA System kicks in.

Rollin' the dice
Never thinkin' twice

A single golden light illuminates the stage, and from the back out struts Ace Andrews! Ace is dressed in a simple pair of long black tights, with two Ace cards on ace leg, and ‘THE ACE’ written on the trunk in big white letters. He is also wearing a singlet, with a picture of his face on the front, and the back has the words YOU HAVE JUST BEEN ACED! He pauses at the top of the ramp, holding both arms out wide, and then turning his back to the crowd before turning to face them again. He starts to stroll down the ramp, looking out at one side of the crowd, then the other as he paces leisurely to the ring.

AS: This man has been at the center of controversy here in RoP as of late, but you know what? I think he’s just been putting the women here in their place.

SP: Come on, he’s a sexist son of a bitch and we both know that. I hope he gets what he deserves tonight.

AS: He is……..the Texas Television title! Mark my words!

TL: And his opponent, the reigning and defending Texas Television Champion…….”The Hardcore Princess” Shawna Rose!

“The Sound of Madness” hits as Shawna emerges from the back to cheers from the fans. She makes her way down to the ring and slaps hands with some fans before she climbs up the ring steps. She takes the title from around her waist off and hands it to the referee as she gets in the ring. He holds it up high in the air to a pop from the crowd, but as he does so, Ace rushes over to her and begins hammering away on her.

AS: Here’s the champion and there she goes! Ace is going at it with her, it won’t be long now!

SP: You seem happy about this, Artie, what’s so great about a man who says he’s better than a woman cheap shotting the woman he’s facing and being a damn hypocrite!

Ace hammers away at Shawna in the corner until she falls to the mat in a sitting position. He grins and raises his hands up into the air to boos from the fans before he backs up a few steps, then comes at her and nails a running boot to her face. She crawls out of the corner, which causes Ace to kick her over several times, as if playing with her. Finally, he lifts her up and hoists her up for a vertical suplex, then snaps her forward across the top rope. She barely seems to keep her balance on it before Ace rushes into the ropes and comes at her with a slingshot leg drop off the middle rope. He pulls her away from the ropes and pins her. One……….! Shawna gets a shoulder up to a massive pop from the crowd.

AS: Fucking-ay. The damn bitch kicked out……..

SP; Why are you calling her a bitch? What has she done to you? All she’s doing is just what’s asked of her, her job…….what’s so bad about that?

Ace picks her up and nails some shots to her skull before sending her into a corner. He comes charging at her and going for a splash, but she catches him and plants him down with a spine buster. Ace gets to his knees slowly and just in time to sees Shawna come off the ropes and nail a running hesitation dropkick right to his chest that sends him tumbling through the ropes and out of the ring to the floor. Ace gets up and looks up just as Shawna climbs a turnbuckle and then flies off with a cross body that knocks them both down. A loud “RoP” chant starts up as Shawna makes it up and then places Ace on the apron. She gets up there with him and pulls him to his feet. She sets him up and looks like she’s going to nail a snap suplex on him, but crotches him on the top rope instead. His eyes are wide and Shawna shakes the ropes repeatedly to add some insult to injury. She then goes into the corner and climbs to the top rope before flying off with a heel kick that connects flush with Ace’s face and knocks him off the rope. Ace is laid out, banging his foot against the mat before she rolls him over and makes a cover. One……..Two! Ace kicks out.

AS: Attaboy, Ace! Come on, get up and show this bitch a lesson!

SP: My god, man. What a kick out from Ace but with Shawna firmly in control here, he may be seeing his golden dreams go down the drain.

Shawna gets up and seems to wait for Ace to make it up before she charges at him, but Ace sees it and lunges at her, catching her with a damaging clothesline. He smirks as he gets on his knees and claps his hands together as if his work is done. He gets up and pulls her to her feet. He places her head between his legs and jumps up and back with a nasty piledriver. She bounces up from the impact with an “ohhhhhh” from the crowd and Ace smirks as he seems to be lying in wait. She seems dazed and groggy, but when she finally makes it to her feet, he springs into action looking for The Flop. She ducks it and spins him around and grabs him, seemingly setting up for The Princess Crown. He manages to get his legs free and nails her with a hip toss. She gets to her feet quickly and he grabs her and goes for Triple 7s, but she shoves him off into the ropes and charges with a side kick attempt, but he ducks it, waits for her to spin around and then clocks her in the jaw with The Flop super kick variation of his. She seems to be knocked out and he smirks and looks down at her as the fans boo. He gets down and hooks a leg. One……..Two……….NO!

AS: What in the fuck?! She kicked out of The Flop!

SP: That super kick isn’t Ace’s bread and butter move, but it’s usually effective. I’m surprised to see that she managed to get out of it.

Ace is perhaps the person most in shock as he yells at the referee, seemingly pleading his case that it was a three count, but to no avail. Ace seems pissed and kicks Shawna repeatedly as she seems to be trying t get up. Finally, he grabs her by the legs and locks in a cloverleaf variation that he calls The Vegas Special. He screams “tap you fucking cunt” at the top of his lungs, which draws the ire of the crowd, which starts to chant “You’re a joker” to Ace, who don’t seem to like it one bit and takes it out on Shawna as he torques back on her legs. Shawna screams and holds her hand out like she’s about to tap, but don’t do so. Instead, she gradually starts pulling herself toward the ropes and in one desperate attempt, grabs a hold of the bottom rope. The fans cheer as the referee goes to make Ace break his submission, though he don’t do so. Finally, the referee does a five count. One……Two……..Three……..Four………! Ace breaks the hold and lunges after the ref.

AS: No Ace, don’t go after Dent! That’ll get you DQed!

SP: Nobody appreciates a good submission hold like me and I think the damage may be done to Shawna’s legs after that Vegas Special.

Shawna is slow to get up and does so using the ropes. She limps away from them and Ace goes for another Flop, but she ducks and spins him around before she drops him down with a jawbreaker and sends him staggering back into the ropes to cheers and a “Let’s go Shawna” chant from the fans. She may be limping, but she goes after Ace, who gets his feet up in an attempt to kick her. She stops herself, grabs his feet and then whips them to the side and between the middle and top ropes, causing him to land on the apron. Ace moves his body so that he’s completely through the ropes. As he does so, Shawna grabs him from behind by putting her arm over his head and neck. She seems to have a little bit of trouble at first, but finally lifts him up and over her and brings him into the ring a rather innovative and snapping stunner that gets the fans riled up. Ace bounces off the mat and she crawls on him to make the cover. One……..Two………NO! Ace gets a shoulder to boos!

AS: Thank god, that was way too close! I don’t know what’s going on, but this is getting way too close for comfort!

SP: What’s going on is that Shawna is a good, solid competitor and a good champion. She’s not going to hand Ace the title, Artie. He wants it, he has to fight for it and she’s fighting back.

Shawna gets off of him and gets up slowly, the match having visibly taken it’s toll on her here. The fans start a “this is awesome” chant as Shawna gets up and pulls Ace to his feet. She throws him into a corner and sets him on the top rope. She grabs him and seems to be setting up for a death valley driver or something of the like, but he shoves her off of him and into the middle of the ring. He stands up on the middle rope and then climbs to the top and she turns to face him, he turns around and leaps off the top with a moonsault press on her and he holds on to hook the leg! One……..Two………NO! She gets a foot on the ropes. He pulls her away from them into the middle of the ring and goes for another cover. One……..Two………..NO! She kicks out to a massive ovation from the crowd!

AS: Son of a fucking bitch! Ace is going to have to go and get his car and run this bitch over to keep her down!

SP: Maybe after he’s been in a battle like this, he’ll appreciate what women bring to the table. There’s no woman tougher in wrestling than Shawna and she’s showing us that tonight.

Ace pulls her up and whips her into the corner. He charges in and nails an elbow to her jaw at the last second, then he pulls her up and places her in a seated position on the top rope. He grabs her head and seems to be setting up for a massive Triple 7s out of the corner, but Shawna shoves him forward and then leaps off with a heel kick that takes him down! The crowd is on it’s feet, showing love for both competitors at this point as Shawna gets to her feet and waits for Ace to make it up before grabbing him, lifting him and nailing her Princess Crown fall away slam! Ace tumbles into the mat and she gets onto her knees and crawls over to him to make the cover! One…………Two…………..NO! Ace gets a shoulder up and Shawna sits up, almost ready to pull her hair out it seems, though the crowd is loving every minute of the match and starting a “ you’re both awesome” chant.

AS: There’s only one awesome MAN in that ring and it’s Ace, baby! He kicked out of her slam, he’s got this in the bag, Stu!

SP: You weren’t so sure of that when Shawna managed to kick out of the Flop, but alright.

Shawna gets up and pulls Ace to his feet. She lifts him up for another Princess Crown, but he manages to counter it with a tornado DDT. Shawna holds her head as she lays on the mat after this and Ace gets to his feet. When Shawna gets up, he springs at her looking for another Flop, but she sees it coming and ducks, she twists him around and goes for a hip toss, but he reverses it one of his own, only to get it reversed into another one by her. He gets up slowly and as he does, Shawna comes at him looking for a running kick to his chest, but dodges it, spins her around and finally manages to plant her with the Triple 7s. She bounces off the mat and he rolls her over, hooking her leg as he makes the cover. One……..Two……….Three!

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

Ace rolls out of the ring and grabs the title immediately and poses with it to boos as Shawna sits up in the ring. The referee offers to help her and she shoves him back, then gets to her feet and boots him in the gut before nailing a Princess Crown on him!

AS: She’s going crazy!

SP: Can you blame her? She lost to Ace, a man that’s been very anti woman in this sport for weeks and lost her title in one night, her last in this company. I’d say she has a reason to be mad.




6-27 Meltdown

With Dillon still down on the arena floor and Ace taking care of Anilya, McIntyre lowers his kneepads as he sizes up a motionless Ronin the corner, charges and nails his Hail to the King double knee lift. Ronin stumbles out of the corner and falls down. Just as McIntyre is about to pin him, Dillon rolls into the ring and gets to his feet where he starts to come at McIntyre, but gets grabbed on the back of the head and thrown over the ropes to the outside for his troubles! Ronin is still motionless in the middle of the ring, but McIntyre gets down and locks in his koji clutch variation called The Last Temptation. Almost immediately, Ronin taps and the fans seem to be in awe as McIntyre keeps the hold locked on for a few more seconds as the bell rings.

SP: MY GOD…….RONIN LOST! HE TAPPED! HE TAPPED! HE LOST! WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!

AS: WHAT A MEMORABLE REIGN BY RONIN, TOO BAD IT ENDED TOO SOON, HAHAHAHA!

TL: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match and NEW Southwestern Heavyweight Champion, ALEXANDER MCINTYRE!

McIntyre finally lets go of his hold and gets to his feet with some fans booing and some clapping in appreciation for the match they just saw as McIntyre gets handed the Southwestern Heavyweight title belt and holds it high in the air before lowering it and looking down at it. Some fan throw streamers into the ring as Tommy McFarlane comes down to the ring and shakes McIntyre’s hand, congratulating his tag team partner on his victory. Even Simon has made his way out to applaud the new champ!




“U Can’t Touch This” starts to play and Dillon D’Angelo walks out from the back to boos. He smirks at the crowd and places his hand over his heart, as if taking in the admiration…..or lack thereof from the fans. He then makes his way slowly to ringside and gets in the ring slowly. Once getting in, he goes to his corner and looks around at the fans.

AS: Dillon got this match via…….well, sheer luck at the last Meltdown.

SP: Yeah, imagine how I feel. The worse wrestler in the entire company has a title match…….just wonderful.

“Evil Angel” now starts to play and Alexander McIntyre emerges from the back to a mixed reaction, the Southwestern Heavyweight title belt around his waist. He don’t hesitate or pause at all, but walks right down the aisle and slides into the ring. He takes the title off of his waist and hands it to the referee before going to his corner.

AS: No nonsense and as serious as they come. That’s what McIntyre is. The guy has been on cloud nine since winning the title, I’m sure, but tonight he gets a chance to prove that well…..he’s more deserving of the title than the previous holder of it.

SP: Indeed. He has a chance to do what nobody has done thus far and make the first successful defense of the Southwestern Heavyweight title EVER here in this match.

TL: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall and it has a sixty minute time limit. It is for the Southwestern Heavyweight Championship. Introducing first the challenger…..from Denver, Colorado……..”Deadly” Dillon D’Angelo!

The fans boo as Dillon struts out of his corner and raises his hands up in the air with a smirk on his face. He retreats to his corner and audibly tells McIntyre that “that’s how it’s done”.

TL: And his opponent……..the reigning and defending Ring of Pride Southwestern Heavyweight Champion……..”Your True King” Alexander McIntyre!

McIntyre don’t do anything but just stand there in the corner, but the fans give him a good reaction and a few even through some streamers into the ring over them, which the referee…..Mike Donovan has to kick out before ringing the bell.

AS: The bell is rung and we’ve begun!

SP; Given Dillon’s stupidity, I’d say this won’t even go five minutes.

Dillon and McIntyre circle one another several times with the fans buzzing before they finally lock up. McIntyre instantly makes Dillon realize that engaging in the tie up was a mistake as he shoves him into the corner and then nails chop after chop after chop on his chest before he allows him to stagger out of the corner and even then, McIntyre chop blocks the back of Dillon’s left leg and brings him down to his knees. McIntyre nails shot after shot to Dillon’s skull and then applies a front facelock on him as he drags him into the corner once again and seems to have a plan. He lets Dillon stand up after letting his facelock go, then he brings his shoulder into Dillon’s gut time and time again. Dillon groans with each shot that connects. McIntyre pulls him out of the corner, then goes to whip Dillon into the ropes. Dillon reverses, however and catches McIntyre off the rebound with a huge hip toss, followed by a few kicks that seem like they barely found their mark.

AS: He calls those kicks?

SP: Well…….do we call him a wrestler? Unfortunately!

Dillon pulls McIntyre up to his feet and nails some shots to him before he grabs him, lifts him up and brings him down with a sidewalk slam. Dillon seems to be getting full of himself as he gets up and slaps his hands and grins down at McIntyre. He lets Alexander get to his feet, then grabs him from behind and goes for a German suplex, but Alexander manages to break free of Dillon’s grip and ends up shuffling behind him instead. Dillon screams as he rushes forward and then grabs the ropes and puts his head through the top and middle rope. This seems to just piss off McIntyre as he goes after Dillon and gets between his legs and wheelbarrows him away from the ropes. He lifts Dillon up, then runs into a corner and brings him face first into the top turnbuckle. Dillon stumbles out of the corner and McIntyre comes at him looking for a clothesline, but Dillon ducks and seems like he may be going for a crucifix pin as he grabs McIntyre, but the champion resists it as much as he can and forces Dillon to instead flip him over his back so that McIntyre is on his feet in front of him now. Dillon grabs McIntyre now and gets all of a belly to belly suplex and hooks the leg on him. One………Two!

AS: Just a two count for Dillon there and he’s firmly in control of this match now.

SP: Unfortunately! I swear to god…….if he wins the title……….I don’t know what I’d do. I think the sky would fall.

Dillon gets up and barks at the referee, telling him to count fasted. He turns and McIntyre is on his knees, but nails some shots to Dillon’s midsection. He gets to his feet and Dillon tries to grab him, but McIntyre nails elbow after elbow to his midsection before he grabs Dillon by the arm and pulls him into a short armed clothesline! Dillon goes down, but gets back up and McIntyre nails an arm drag on him. Dillon gets back up and McIntyre nails a dropkick to him. Dillon gets back up again, though obviously dazed. This time, McIntyre nails a back body drop on him and immediately goes for The Last Temptation, which prompts Dillon to crawl on his hands and knees over to the ropes. McIntyre is in pursuit and grabs him, looking to pull him back into the ring, but Dillon takes the chance to reach up once Alexander bends over and gouge him in the eyes. McIntyre stumbles backward and with a smirk on his face, Dillon whips him into the ropes and goes for a power slam, but McIntyre reverses it into a roll up! One……….Two!

AS: A kickout by Dillon and he’s reverting to some um……interesting tactics here.

SP: It’s the only way he’d be able to beat Alexander and take that title from him and I’m sure that he knows it.

McIntyre gets up and when Dillon goes to make it up to his feet, McIntyre takes a few steps toward him and nails a stiff kick to his chest. Dillon yelps and holds his chest before crawling back and trying to go and grab the ropes for whatever reason. McIntyre grabs him by the feet though and before Dillon knows what’s going on, Alexander falls back and launches Dillon into the ropes. The crowd seems to pop a little as Dillon collides with the ropes. He seems to lean against them, trying to get his bearings. When he turns, McIntyre is flying through the air with a Hail to the King that really gets the crowd going. Dillon ends up falling down to the mat, though and McIntyre connects with the ropes and tumbles through the ropes to the outside of the ring. The crowd starts a “Let’s go Alex” chant as McIntyre gets up on the arena floor and crawls up onto the apron. Dillon grabs him by the back of the head suddenly and rushes into the corner, bringing McIntyre face first into the ring post. Dillon pulls McIntyre over the ropes and lays him across the corner afterward, which leads to some rather stiff kicks to McIntyre’s gut that echo through the arena.

AS; Ouch and ouch, those are some blistering……almost DEADLY kicks, pun intended!

SP: How cute, well if he thinks a kick is going to take out the champion, he’s got another thing coming.

Dillon gets under McIntyre now and lifts him onto his shoulders. He walks out of the corner and seems to be going for a Samoan drop, but McIntyre falls behind him and goes for a reverse DDT. Dillon manages to get out of it by turning over, then he charges into the ropes and wisely grabs onto them. The referee forces McIntyre to break the hold. As he does so and Dillon gets up, he pokes McIntyre the eyes and drop toe holds him to the mat. McIntyre is rubbing his eyes, but manages to get up. When he turns around, Dillon boots him in the gut and nails a snap suplex. He floats over and covers McIntyre. One……..Two…! McIntyre gets a shoulder up.

AS: And McIntyre kicks out, I’m telling you Stu……..Dillon is taking the man to his limits here tonight!

SP: His limit of stupidity maybe……that’s about it when Dildo is in the ring!

Dillon seems a little irked at the referee as he barks a few things at him and gets up. He pulls McIntyre up and whips him into a corner. He charges in after him, looking for a splash but McIntyre moves out of the way. Dillon crashes into the corner with an “ohhhhhh” from the fans. He turns around and as he does so, McIntyre comes charging in with a Hail to the King attempt once more. Dillon moves again, but McIntyre’s knees fall harmlessly against the turnbuckle pads. He lands on his feet and Dillon turns to face him, but McIntyre rocks him with some European uppercuts. Dillon stumbles back and McIntyre charges with a clothesline. Dillon goes down and McIntyre pounces on him like he’s a wounded animal, locking in the Last Temptation to the cheers of the crowd. Dillon screams and tries to muscle his way to the ropes. He moves inch by inch, closer to the ropes but just can’t seem to reach them.

AS: This could be it! Damn, in one move he would have just taken the wind out of Dillon’s sails!

SP: The only wind associated with Dillon is that which comes from his air filled head……..

Dillon finally gets close to the ropes and reaches out to grab it. McIntyre pulls him back and keeps the hold locked in as the crowd cheers. Dillon manages to muscle his way back toward the ropes, though McIntyre seems to have the hold locked in more and more tightly by the minute. Finally, he torques back as hard as he can on it, though Dillon manages to lunge out and reach the bottom rope. The fans boo as the ref forces McIntyre to release the hold and Dillon gets to his feet.

AS: The hold is broken now and you got to believe that Dillon may be in a world of hurt after that……..

SP: I’m in hurt just watching the man wrestle, Artie! McIntyre locked in the hold and sure did some damage, hopefully he can follow through now.

McIntyre gets up and as he just makes it to his feet, we see the new Texas Television Champion, Ace Andrews and Terry Marvin walk down the aisle to boos. McIntyre turns back to face Dillon, who goes for a clothesline at him, but McIntyre ducks and spins Dillon around before he takes him down with a gut wrench power bomb. He goes for a cover on Dillon. One……..Two………NO! Dillon gets a foot on the rope. McIntyre shakes his head and picks him up. He whips Dillon into the corner cheat first and just as he goes for the Hail to the King, Ace gets on the apron and distracts the referee. The fans boo as Terry Marvin grabs Dillon and pulls him out of the corner from the apron.

AS: What’s going on here? It looks like they’re trying to either help Dillon or screw over McIntyre……

SP: I’m sorry, but I can’t stand for this, Artie…….hold on to my head set……….

At that moment, Stu gets up from his chair to a pop from the crowd. He gets into the ring as the fans chant “Stu-E” over and over. He knocks Ace off the apron and as he does that, McIntyre charges at Marvin and nails a Hail to the King through the ropes that sends him crashing to the floor. Before McIntyre can do much of anything else, he’s grabbed from behind by Dillon, who rolls him up and holds on to his tights. One……….Two………..Three!

AS: HOLY FUCKING SHIT!

TL: The winner of the match and NEW Southwestern Heavyweight Champion……..DILLON D’ANGELO!

Even Stu is wide eyed as he watches Dillon gets to his knees and get handed the title belt. McIntyre is on his knees, taking what just happened in when a banged up Simon Sensation storms out from the back, barking something and Ace and Terry, who’s still dazed from the Hail to the King but recovering, slide into the ring and go after Stu and McIntyre. Simon’s at ringside, directing traffic as they both beat Stu and McIntyre down, with Terry hitting the Whiplash on McIntyre and Ace nailing Stu over the skull with his Television title belt. The fans are in absolute silence as Terry and Ace high five in the middle of the ring. Then, Dillon walks up to them and says something. He extends his hands out to them and Terry and Ace both nod and smirk at him for a second.

AS: This was a setup! It must have been! I love it! Wait………

Ace and Terry then both kick Dillon in the gut. He drops his title belt and Marvin picks it up, looks at it a second and then nails Dillon over the head with it, causing a small cut to form on his forehead. Terry takes another look at the title and lays it across Dillon’s chest before he smirks up at Ace and the two raise their hands to massive boos from the fans.

AS: What in the hell is going on here? They attacked Stu, McIntyre and Dillon……..they just laid waste to everyone out here…….was this all Simon’s doing? Folks………that’s it for us here at Out for Blood: Revenge is a Bitch but my god…….there’s so many questions that have to be answered, we’ll see you at Meltdown!