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Welcome, VCW fans, to a frighteningly good pay-per-view! VCW makes its triumphant return to the United States of America, and what better place than right in the heart of VCW territory, in the Cow Palace in California! We've got a ton of great action on tap for you, and we're going to get started... hold it, we've received word that we're not going to start off with our first match. Instead, we're going to go outside, to the parking lot, where the Hammer of the Gods are loitering around in a rather suspicious fashion! Let's take a look:
In the Parking Lot:
Julian Page, Jacob Idol, and Rob Solomon are loitering around in the parking lot, with Jasmina Chastity. They're still in their street clothes; Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon are wearing "Hammer of the Gods" T-shirts, leather jackets, and blue jeans, and Julian Page is wearing a black T-shirt bearing the message "WRESTLERS DO IT IN THE RING" and royal blue bell-bottom slacks. Jasmina Chastity is wearing a long, concealing robe and high heels, and it's hard telling what else. She looks at her watch nervously.
J. Chastity: I thought they were supposed to be here by now. Anyway, I need to get ready. If I don't get to that bikini contest in a little while, they'll dock my pay.
J. Idol: Don't worry about it, then. We can handle this.
J. Chastity: You sure?
J. Idol: Yeah. Don't worry about it.
J. Chastity: All right, then I'm going in.
Jacob Idol leans forward and kisses Jasmina Chastity on the cheek.
J. Idol: Okay. Catch you later, baby.
Jasmina Chastity walks away, and Jacob Idol turns back to his two comrades, but they also look a little bit uneasy.
R. Solomon: Y'know, I'm thinking the same thing. They shoulda been here by now. They better not be trying to set us up...
J. Page: Relax. You have to trust me on this, I've got it all taken care of. In fact... that's them, right now.
Julian Page points to a pair of headlights coming towards them, and a limosine pulls up next to them in the parking lot. The driver gets out and walks to the side door.
Driver: Sorry I'm late. There was a bit of a traffic jam. Are you ready to go?
J. Idol: Yeah. But Jasmina won't be joining us. She's needed back in the arena.
Driver: That's a shame. But if the rest of you are ready, we'll get going. Please help yourself to the complimentary refreshments inside, and we'll be there shortly.
The driver opens the door, and Julian Page gets in. Jacob Idol looks at Rob Solomon as he starts to get in.
J. Idol: Don't help yourself to too many of the refreshments, okay? We've got a match in not too long.
R. Solomon: Relax, I wrestle better when I'm loaded.
Jacob Idol sighs, then gets in behind Rob Solomon. The driver closes the door behind them, then gets in his seat and drives away in the limosine.
We don't know what that's all about, but the show is beginning, and we have to kick things off with some in-ring action! Right now, we're going to start with a match where the most eccentric tag team in VCW faces off against the most worthless tag team in VCW, with the services of the least successful manager in VCW on the line!
"What'chu Lookin' At" by Uncle Kracker begins playing, and the crowd boos as Brian Rivera and Marylin Silvera come out of the backstage entrance, all dressed up and ready to go. Brian Rivera is wearing a neon green "Macho Man" Randy Savage T-shirt, black suspenders, a red San Francisco 49ers Starter jacket, and a pair of loose "elephant leg" blue jeans with a black leather belt, in addition to his purple Nike high-tops. Marylin Silvera is wearing his typical wrestling tights, and a pink silk blouse. They enter the ring, and Brian Rivera calls for the microphone.
B. Rivera: Aw, yeah, it's good to be back, bubba! You gots Brian Rivera, one of the elite back on the street with the rocking beats and the fastest feet, keeping you glued to the edge of your seat, and Marylin Silvera, the king of the thing to make the ding-a-ling sing, ain't leavin' this place without some bling-bling, he so fly he gots ta have wings, UH! We're here tonight to bring on the beginning of the Rivera-Silvera Era and show Californ-EYE-AY why they call me a cowboy! Word up, Frisco!? Where my dogs at!?
Brian Rivera starts barking like a dog, and a few people actually bark along with him before their peers slap them around and make them shut up.
B. Rivera: But that ain't all, sucka. We're finna show Stormy Weathers once and for all that his Japanese jackass lame squad ain't nothing but a fat-ass bastard and a chump-ass buster. Me, I'm the original hip-hop hillbilly, bubba, and Marylin Silvera... aw, hell. You tell 'em, buddy. Give these people some love.
Marylin Silvera takes the microphone and looks around the arena with a shy, embarrassed smile on his painted lips.
M. Silvera: Give ALL these people some love? Why, Brian... what kind of tawdry slut do you think I am?
B. Rivera: The most bomb-ass, sweetest, coolest kind there is, man.
M. Silvera: Do you HONESTLY think that I'm so loose and skanky that I'd give each and every one of these people some of my hot, succulent love? ... I'm not saying that I'm not. I'm just asking what you think, is all.
B. Rivera: Uhh... sure. I mean, you my dog, right, and these my peeps, so we gots ta give 'em some love, right?
M. Silvera: You know, not every beautiful vessel that sets sail can gain passage through my narrow tunnel. You expect me to give these people some love?
B. Rivera: Yeah, man. Come on, it'd be fly as hell!
Marylin Silvera giggles and looks down at the floor bashfully.
M. Silvera: Well... if I have to. Bend over and spread 'em, people, because I'm gonna give you every INCH of my love!
A pink spotlight shines down on the ring, and "Legs" by ZZ Top begins playing as Marylin Silvera slowly unbuttons his blouse while gyrating his hips. He slowly draws the blouse aside to show first one half of his chest, then the other, then pulls it wide open and tosses it to the floor. He runs his hands over his chest, feeling himself up, then slides them over the front of his tights enticingly. Nearly everyone in the crowd is booing, and Marylin Silvera slowly begins to slide one hand down the front of his tights... but hold it, the music just cut off, replaced by Carl Douglas's "Kung Fu Fighting!"
Marylin Silvera stops his lewd display and looks to the backstage area, and Stormy Weathers is coming out of the backstage entrance, leading Haigeikobai and Yoko Fargo Moto. He's walking ahead, because Haigeikobai is wasting too much time dancing on the way to the ring, and Yoko Fargo Moto's obese waddling is also very slow. As usual, Haigeikobai is wearing a bathrobe and Kabuki mask, doing stupid dances, but this time Yoko Fargo Moto also has a robe on. Stormy Weathers grabs a microphone, and the crowd boos loudly; it's a tough call as to whether they hate hearing Stormy talk more than Marylin Silvera's lewd display earlier.
S. Weathers: Howdy, howdy, howdy! Ol' Stormy's gonna bring y'all some real martial arts action instead of some girly boy taking off all his clothes! You got Haigeikobai, the deadliest assassin in Japan, a seventeenth-degree Kabuki black belt, and you got Yoko Fargo Moto, the most feared sumo wrestler in the Pacific! How do y'all like them apples!?
The crowd boos loudly, and Stormy Weathers glares around at them angrily.
S. Weathers: The hell with you bunch of stupid California losers, then! I wouldn't give a hill of beans if y'all just up and died! Y'all can kiss ol' Stormy's ass!
The crowd boos loudly again, and Brian Rivera laughs, while Marylin Silvera giggles. Stormy Weathers looks to Haigeikobai and Yoko Fargo Moto.
S. Weathers: Boys, get in there and teach those two whippersnappers some respect!
Haigeikobai throws off his robe and Kabuki mask, and slides into the ring, and Yoko Fargo Moto takes off his robe, revealing... oh, God! He's only wearing a tiny leather thong underneath it! The crowd boos and groans at the sight of his bulbous, fat posterior in a thong, and Jerry Rogers enters the ring and calls for the bell to begin the match!
Winners Get Stormy
Weathers As Their Manager:
Haigeikobai & Yoko Fargo Moto
vs.
Brian Rivera & Marylin Silvera
Haigeikobai's going to start things off against Brian Rivera, from the looks of it. Brian Rivera advances on Haigeikobai, but Haigeikobai lashes out at him with a swift kick to the head! Brian Rivera goes down hard, but Haigeikobai squeals in pain, then begins hopping up and down on his other leg, holding his foot and whimpering! He hurt his foot on Brian Rivera's head! What a sissy! Haigeikobai finally falls over, then begins dragging himself to his corner. Brian Rivera gets up, shrugs, and tags in Marylin Silvera, and Haigeikobai tags in Yoko Fargo Moto.
Marylin Silvera enters the ring and rushes at Yoko Fargo Moto, but Yoko steps forward and nails him with a shoulderblock, knocking him off of his feet! Marylin Silvera starts to get up again, but Yoko Fargo Moto grabs him and lifts, and bodyslams him with a great deal of effort! You'd think that someone who's four hundred pounds would be able to manhandle Marylin Silvera a little bit more easily than that. But Marylin Silvera's getting up again, so Yoko Fargo Moto nails him with a savate kick... to the thigh. He couldn't get his leg up any higher than that! Marylin Silvera still falls backwards like he was struck in the head, and lands conveniently slumped in a corner of the ring, in a seated position.
Yoko Fargo Moto turns his back to Marylin Silvera, then begins slapping his monstrous buttocks, causing them to jiggle disgustingly. And now he's backing up... oh, no!! Yoko Fargo Moto backs his enormous butt into Marylin Silvera's face, then begins rubbing it in... but then his eyes widen and he starts to pull away! But Marylin Silvera reaches up and grabs him in a waistlock, and when Yoko Fargo Moto pulls himself away from the corner, he drags Marylin Silvera with him! Oh, God... Marylin Silvera is holding his face in Yoko Fargo Moto's ass, and from the looks of things he's doing something that's causing Yoko Fargo Moto a lot of distress!
Yoko Fargo Moto drags himself to his corner, screaming "Get him off! Get him off!" and tags in Haigeikobai. Haigeikobai enters the ring, grabs a double handful of Marylin Silvera's hair, and pulls sharply on it, pulling him away from Yoko Fargo Moto... but there's a hot pink lipstick print and teeth marks on Yoko Fargo Moto's butt when his face is pulled away! Gross! Haigeikobai pulls Marylin Silvera to his feet, then lets go of his hair, draws a hand back, and then thrusts it forward for the BROOKLYN DEATH GRIP! He's headbanging wildly with a toothy rictus on his face, causing his afro to sway back and forth rapidly, but Marylin Silvera's not even feeling the Brooklyn Death Grip. He just breaks it with a kick to the midsection, doubling Haigeikobai over, then brings him down with a DDT!!
Haigeikobai's thick afro pads the impact of his head on the mat somewhat, but he still goes limp on impact, and this match is probably over now. But Marylin Silvera's dragging Haigeikobai's limp body to a corner instead! He drags him to a corner, then climbs up on the second turnbuckle, facing the crowd, but Yoko Fargo Moto stumbles into the ring! He's coming forward to stop Marylin Silvera, but Brian Rivera gets in the ring and cuts him off with a kick to the midsection, then hooks his arms, turns him around, and brings him down with the BITCH SLAP!! Meanwhile, in the corner, Marylin Silvera grabs the top rope, jumps up from the second rope, and comes down on Haigeikobai with a Vader bomb! He hooks the leg, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! Brian Rivera and Marylin Silvera take this one home!
Brian
Rivera and Marylin Silvera defeated Haigeikobai and Yoko Fargo
Moto when Silvera pinned Haigeikobai after a Vader bomb in
0:03:20.
Rating: -**
What a terrible match! But at least it was short. Haigeikobai and Yoko Fargo Moto are limp, destroyed heaps in the ring, and Brian Rivera and Marylin Silvera exchange a double high-five in the ring in celebration. They've defeated Haigeikobai and Yoko Fargo Moto, and by the stipulations of this match now Stormy Weathers has to be their manager. Stormy's grabbing a microphone, and stepping into the ring...
S. Weathers: Well, boys, I was wrong. Y'all really are the better tag team. And it'll be an honor for ol' Stormy to take you boys straight to the top of VCW!
Stormy Weathers reaches forward and offers Brian Rivera a handshake. Brian Rivera smiles goofily and nods, then takes his hand... and kicks him in the midsection! Stormy Weathers doubles over, and Brian Rivera hooks his arms and turns around, then drops him with the BITCH SLAP!! Brian Rivera just turned on Stormy Weathers, and the crowd explodes into cheers! Marylin Silvera reaches down and picks Stormy Weathers up, lifting him on his shoulders, and now Brian Rivera goes to the top turnbuckle. Marylin Silvera brings Stormy Weathers's limp carcass close, and Brian Rivera hooks his head, then jumps off to take him down with a top-rope tornado DDT from atop Marylin Silvera's shoulders! Stormy lands on his face on the mat, and he is WIPED OUT!!
Marylin Silvera and Brian Rivera exchange another double high-five, and the crowd is actually cheering them! Stormy Weathers, Yoko Fargo Moto, and Haigeikobai have all been laid to waste, and Brian Rivera and Marylin Silvera are going to go into business for themselves now! You can't really blame them; Stormy Weathers's career highlight as a manager was leading first Haigeikobai and Melissa DelArmeggio, then Bunkhouse Buck and "Dirty" Dick Slater to the VCW World Tag Team Titles, and that was some time ago.
But right now, as ring crew members haul away the festering carcasses of Stormy Weathers, Haigeikobai, and Yoko Fargo Moto, we're ready to get started with our next live event here at Horror Show: a bikini contest! The judges will be Johnny Smiles, Ziggy Adderloaf, and Steve "Mongo" McMichael, and they're all currently in the ring, each holding a stack of white cards. VCW ring announcer David Page is also in the ring, and he has a microphone.
D. Page: Ladies and gentlemen, at this time, VCW is preparing to showcase a special bikini contest! Introducing first, your judges. To my right, VCW interviewer Ziggy Adderloaf! To the center, former WCW United States Champion Steve "Mongo" McMichael! And to the left, the former two-time VCW Intercontinental Champion, the winner of the Big Fight and the Survival of the Fittest Tournament in 2001: JOHNNY SMILES!!
The crowd gives a small pop for Ziggy's name, a mild round of boos for Mongo, and a rafter-shaking ovation for Johnny Smiles.
D. Page: And now, ladies and gentlemen, I present you with the contestants of the bikini contest!
David Page gestures to the backstage entrance, and the contestants come walking out, wearing robes. Minako, Nicole, Jasmina Chastity, VCW referee Linda Peterson, the Masked Avenger, Nurse Vivacia, Christina Ellis, and the Pink Kitten all come walking out of the backstage entrance. The Masked Avenger and the Pink Kitten are still wearing their masks, too. The crowd greets them with general cheers, and a few scattered people try to start a "SLUT!" chant, but there's no way to tell who they're chanting for, so it dies out quickly. The eight women enter the ring and line up opposite the judges.
D. Page: And now, in randomly selected order, the contestants will showcase their bikinis. First is the lovely Minako!
Minako drops her robe. Underneath it, she's wearing a bikini with pink roses and their green leaves and stems printed against a black background. She walks across the ring and turns around, giving everyone a chance to admire her body. Her legs and stomach are toned, and her surgically enhanced bosom strains against the cups of her top. Her bottom is somewhat flat and unremarkable by comparison, but nobody's complaining in the least; the crowd's cheering, and the judges look impressed. Johnny Smiles holds up a card with a 7 on it, and Ziggy and Mongo both hold up cards with 8's on them.
D. Page: And that's a score of twenty-three points for Minako! Next up is Jasmina Chastity!
Minako steps back with a satisfied smile. Jasmina Chastity steps forward, and throws off her robe... and she's wearing a baggy gray sweatshirt and a knee-length skirt underneath it! She laughs and grabs the microphone from David Page...
J. Chastity: You idiots. You thought I was gonna play this degrading game for you? Fuck you. What I've got is too GOOD for you perverts.
Ziggy Adderloaf and Steve "Mongo" McMichael both hold up cards with a 0 on them, but Johnny Smiles sets his cards aside and runs forward! He grabs Jasmina Chastity's skirt and gives it a tug, and it comes off in his hands, revealing a tiny black thong underneath! Jasmina Chastity screams in outrage and tries to pull away, but Johnny Smiles grabs a double handful of her sweatshirt! She squirms and wriggles, and eventually escapes by slipping out of the sweatshirt, leaving her in a tiny black thong and a black lace bra that can barely contain her large silicon breasts!
She screams in outrage and turns to run up the ramp and head backstage, covering herself with her hands. Ziggy and Mongo replace their 0 cards with a pair of 7s, and Johnny Smiles gives her a 4. So we know Jasmina won't be winning this contest...
D. Page: Jasmina Chastity, with a score of eighteen! Next up is the Masked Avenger!
The Masked Avenger steps forward and discards her robe, and aside from a few cheers she's greeted with mostly silence. She's wearing a plain black bikini, totally unremarkable in every way, and the rest of her is equally unremarkable. Her breasts are flat, her skin is pale except for some pink acne on her shoulders, and while she's not overweight, she's also not dangerously thin, surgically enhanced, or extremely toned and athletic, like the other competitors; she has a little extra baggage on her thighs and rear, and her muscle tone is pretty mediocre. To make matters worse, it doesn't look like she's shaved under her arms recently. She struts around the ring, impressing nobody, and then she trips and falls flat on her face! She pulls herself to her feet quickly, and gets 2s from Ziggy and Mongo, while Johnny gives her a 4.
D. Page: The Masked Avenger gets a score of eight! Next, we have Linda Peterson!
Well, that wasn't even halfway decent. The Masked Avenger rolls out of the ring, muttering and cursing to herself as she heads backstage, and Linda Peterson lets her robe fall, and she's wearing the same bikini with its black-and-white vertical referee stripes that she wore in the bikini contest with the male VCW referees. She walks across the ring, and the crowd gives her a moderate round of cheers. She's slender and attractive, but outclassed by some of the artificial figures of the other women in the contest, and besides that everyone's seen this bikini on her already. Still, she gets 6 from all three judges.
D. Page: Linda Peterson gets a score of eighteen! Next we have the beautiful Nicole!
Linda Peterson leaves the ring, and Nicole drops her robe to reveal a bikini that appears to be made of red velvet. The bottom is almost non-existant, with only a strip of red fabric that just barely covers her privates and then disappears up her behind. Her breasts seem natural, and they're curvaceous enough, even if they're not huge like Minako's, Jasmina's, or Vivacia's. She smiles confidently and strides across the ring to stand in front of the judges, then cups her breasts in her hands and bounces them up and down lightly. All three of the judges are staring, and Nicole licks her fingers, then runs her hand over her crotch seductively! And then she turns around and bends over, giving them a good view of her bottom, which is left uncovered by that tiny thong. She's just blatantly showing off! What a sleazy tramp!
But her tactics seem to work. The crowd cheers like crazy for her, and Johnny Smiles gives her an 8, Ziggy gives her a 9, and Mongo gives her a 10. Mongo might just be a little biased, though, given that he works with the New Immortals. Nicole smiles and winks at them, then returns to the lineup. Minako glares at her, and the camera catches her muttering "fucking whore" under her breath, but she drops down and rolls out of the ring.
D. Page: And Nicole takes the lead with twenty-seven points! Next we have the Pink Kitten, Yuri Sonoda!
The Pink Kitten throws off her robe, and she's wearing a top with two cups decorated to look like pink pawprints, and a pink bikini bottom with a long, pink tail coming out the back. She seems a little too shy to do much seductive posing, so she twirls a few times like a dancer, then does a backflip. She's cute, in her own way, and definitely slender, athletic, and toned, but she doesn't have the large breasts and posterior or complete lack of shame that some of her fellow competitors do. Still, the crowd cheers politely, and Mongo gives her a 5, Ziggy gives her a 6... and Johnny gives her a 9! Wow. The Pink Kitten smiles at Johnny and claps her hands happily, and Christina Ellis smiles at her and puts a hand on her shoulder.
D. Page: The Pink Kitten, with twenty points! Next up, we have Christina Ellis!
Christina Ellis discards her robe, and she's wearing a white top with a red maple leaf at the center of each breast, and a white bottom with red stripes at the sides and a large red maple leaf over her rear. She starts doing an exaggerated, seductive walk, but she can't hold a straight face while she's doing it and breaks into a fit of laughter. Instead, she just stops and turns around with her arms outspread, letting everyone get a good look.
Being the dedicated athlete that she is, of course she has good muscle tone on her abs and legs and rear. Her chest is on the small side of average, but entirely natural and not the least bit saggy, and she has a decent tan, to boot. Ziggy and Mongo both give her a 6... and Johnny Smiles gives her a 10! Christina Ellis's eyebrows go up at that, and the Pink Kitten looks a little bit disappointed. But twenty-two points is still five points behind the front-runner, Nicole. And we only have one contestant to go. Christina Ellis says something to the Pink Kitten and touches her on the shoulder again, and they begin heading backstage together.
D. Page: Christina Ellis takes twenty-two points! And now, our final contestant... Nurse Vivacia!
Unless Vivacia can really wow the judges, Nicole has this one in the bag. Vivacia slowly grabs her robe, and then throws it off... and her bikini is made of clear plastic!! DAMN! The crowd explodes into deafening cheers! Her nipples and lack of tan lines can are clearly visible through the transparent plastic of the bikini, and by looking through the transparent bottom piece you can tell that evidently she's had a recent full bikini wax. The judges are watching, stunned, and Nurse Vivacia smiles at them, then turns around and wiggles her shapely posterior at them. It, too, is completely visible through the clear plastic. The crowd's gigantic explosion of cheers continues at full volume!
Johnny Smiles and Ziggy Adderloaf are stunned by looking at her, and Mongo begins jumping up and down, hooting loudly!! He turns and knocks Johnny Smiles down with a clothesline, then kicks Ziggy Adderloaf in the midsection, takes his cards, and tosses him out of the ring! Mongo takes Johnny's 10 card in his left hand, Ziggy's 10 card in his right hand, and his own 10 card in his teeth and holds all three of them up! Nurse Vivacia smiles at him, and David Page raises his microphone...
D. Page: And the winner, with a PERFECT score of thirty points, is Nurse Vivacia!
Nicole is staring at Mongo and Nurse Vivacia in shock and outrage, and she grabs a microphone. She won't be happy about this; she thought Mongo was on her side! She steps in front of Mongo...
Nicole: Mongo, you fucking retard, what the hell are you--
Mongo shoves her out of the way, then grabs Nurse Vivacia in a tight hug and gives her a big, goony, slobbery kiss! Nurse Vivacia fights back a moment of disgust and then kisses him back, and Nicole stares at them in disbelief, then begins throwing a tantrum, pounding her fists on the mat! Meanwhile, someone from the ring crew is pushing a cart to the ring, filled with prizes.
D. Page: Congratulations, Nurse Vivacia! You've won a prestigious VCW prize package! It includes autographed 8 by 10 pictures of Gabriel Black and Lance Errington; a gift certificate worth fifty dollars at any participating McDonald's; a Super Nintendo Entertainment System with the games Super Adventure Island, Zelda: A Link To The Past, and Super Street Fighter II; a gold-plated plaque proclaiming you the winner of the Bikini Contest at Horror Show in 2001, and a case of Stagger 2: The World's Strongest Hard Liquor! Congratulations again, on behalf... um--
Nurse Vivacia's clearly not paying attention to David Page; she's too distracted by Mongo slobbering all over her lips and face. Mongo scoops her up in his arms, then carries her over to the prize cart and puts her inside, then begins pushing it up the ramp towards the backstage entrance! It looks like Mongo just claimed a prize of his own! This bikini contest turned out to be a complete sham, but at least it was a halfway impressive show.
As we wind down from this mess, let's kill some more time and go to a special Horror Show party, hosted by Sophie, at the Violence and Mayhem Bar & Grill! Take it away, Sophie!
At the Violence and Mayhem Bar & Grill:
Sophie is standing on a stage in the middle of a restaurant, wearing black vinyl pants and a Whitesnake concert T-shirt, surrounded by tables full of people who are drinking and eating dinner. There are several large-screen monitors set up around the restaurant, showing a live feed from Horror Show. Sophie has a microphone in her hands.
Sophie: Whoo-hoo! That was a great bikini contest, wasn't it!? Of course, it woulda been even better if I'd been in it, because I'm SUCH a hot babe. I mean, I've got great legs and really perky boobies and I'm SO cute! Besides, I just got done saving the universe from Queen Morgana and the evil Arkanovian Empire, and I got this INCREDIBLE dragon-hide bikini that I can wear now. But anyway, I'm here at the Violence and Mayhem Bar & Grill, to talk to some of VCW's great fans who are here for Horror Show!
Sophie steps down off of the stage, and walks to a table where a man and woman in their mid-twenties are sitting down to dinner. They're both wearing Johnny Smiles T-shirts, and appear to be having a good time.
Sophie: Hey, guys. How're you liking the show so far?
Man: So far, so good, Sophie. That first match was a little weak, but the bikini contest kicked ass! I mean, you could see her tits and pussy and everything!
The woman rolls her eyes.
Woman: Please. I think what we're both really looking forward to is seeing Johnny Smiles beat that smart-ass punk Julian Page and prove to everyone that he's really the real deal!
Sophie: Yeah, I know that'll be a great match. I think a lot of fans are really anxious to see that one.
Sophie looks down at the man's plate, staring at the enchiladas slathered in cheese sauce and sour cream, and her eyes light up immediately.
Sophie: Ooh, say... that looks REALLY good. Could I try a bite? Pleeeeeease?
Man: Um... sure, I guess so.
Sophie grabs his fork and cuts off a section of the enchilada, then eats it. A pleased smile crossed her face as she chews and swallows.
Sophie: Ooh, that IS really good! Thank you so much! You're so sweet.
Sophie gives the man a kiss on the cheek, and he smiles at her, but the woman gets up angrily.
Woman: Hey, what do you think you're--
Sophie quickly turns and walks across the restaurant to avoid the woman, as the man with her tries to talk her down. Sophie moves over to another table, where an overweight guy in a Chris Benoit T-shirt and a skinny young man wearing glasses and a Subway work shirt are sitting down. The guy in the Subway shirt has a laptop computer in front of him.
Sophie: Hey, guys. What're you looking forward to on the show the most?
Subway Guy: Oh, it's definitely the Ken Collins-Lance Errington match. They're both great wrestlers, and Ken Collins can sell and bump better than anybody on the roster. MUCH better than that washed-up cripple Troy Black. I'm writing a recap of the show right now for my website, and I'm SURE I'll give that match at least four stars. VCW should push them instead of that lazy piece of shit Crimson. They're the ones who really draw the money.
Sophie: Um... yeah, okay. Bye!
Sophie turns to leave, but the fan in the Chris Benoit shirt grabs her arm and pulls the microphone close.
Benoit Guy: Hey, Dean Sanders! I know you're listening, right? Shoot on Monty Pompous! Don't put him over! Arthur sucks!
Sophie: Get your hands off me, you weirdo!
Sophie jerks her arm away and quickly walks away from their table, as the H.A.R.P. Squad goes over to have a talk with them. Seeking a safer target, she sees a young lady with curly, poofy blond hair, wearing a Lars Coverdale T-shirt.
Sophie: I take it you're a Lars Coverdale fan. Are you excited about the Triple Threat Hardcore Match later on?
Young Lady: Oh, yeah! That match is gonna be totally excellent! Lars Coverdale is gonna kick David Wright Hubbard's ass! He's the greatest wrestler in the history of the world! I LOVE him! Michelle Hubbard is SO lucky...
Sophie: Yeah, that match is gonna be really cool! As you can see, we're all excited about Horror Show here at the Violence and Mayhem Bar & Grill, so let's get back to the ring for more pay-per-view action!
We're back, and ready to continue with our show! "Halfway Decent" by Audio Karate begins playing over the arena sound system, and... oh, for Pete's sake, she's still even using the same music! The crowd boos as the Masked Avenger comes out of the backstage entrance, this time dressed in a black wrestling leotard, and begins making her way to the ring. She's already humiliated herself once tonight in that Bikini Contest, and she's probably about to be humiliated again when Pauline Vietjohn beats her and exposes her for who she really is. But she seems to be all confidence as she gets into the ring and takes a microphone.
M. Avenger: I may have been cheated by bribed, biased judges in the bikini contest, but there'll be no cheating me in this match, Pauline. Get out here, and I'll show everybody watching that you're nowhere NEAR the wrestler that poor Heather Dannon was!
The crowd boos. Who does she think she's fooling? But "The Dance" by The Music begins playing, and the crowd cheers as Pauline Vietjohn comes out of the backstage entrance! Normally, she stops to dance to her music and play to the crowd on the way to the ring, but not this time... she runs down to the ring and slides inside, and immediately goes after the Masked Avenger! Bobcat McGavin calls for the bell, and that'll begin this match!
Masked Avenger
vs.
Pauline Vietjohn
Pauline Vietjohn advances on the Masked Avenger and hammers her with a series of weak-looking forearms, backing her into the ropes, then whips her into the other side. The Masked Avenger comes off the ropes, and Pauline Vietjohn takes her down with a drop-toe hold, then floats over into a headlock! The Masked Avenger starts fighting her way up, then gets to her feet, so Pauline whips her back down with a headlock takedown!
Pauline Vietjohn holds the headlock, but the Masked Avenger fights her way back up again, then takes a good grip on Pauline's waist and lifts her for a belly-to-back suplex! Pauline Vietjohn flips out behind her and lands on her feet, then lashes out at her with a spin kick, but the Masked Avenger turns and grabs her foot, and takes her down with a dragon screw leg whip! She grabs the other leg, steps through, and starts to turn Pauline Vietjohn over into a scorpion deathlock, but Pauline pulls her down into a small package! Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two by the Masked Avenger! Pauline kips up, and the Masked Avenger bolts to her feet, and they stare at one another with uneasy respect as the crowd applauds for the chain wrestling. That was better than you'd think a couple of rookies would be capable of.
They lock up, and the Masked Avenger gives Pauline Vietjohn a knee to the midsection, then whips her into the ropes. She comes off the other side, and the Masked Avenger drops to her stomach, so Pauline runs over her into the other side. When Pauline comes off that side, the Masked Avenger lowers her head for a backdrop, but Pauline Vietjohn sees it coming, and leaps over her for a sunset flip! She holds the Masked Avenger in the sunset flip, and Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... The Masked Avenger performs a reverse somersault to get out of it, then grabs Pauline's legs and flips forward into a double-leg cradle! Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... And Pauline Vietjohn kicks out at two!
They both get up, and the Masked Avenger runs forward and charges Pauline Vietjohn, only to be taken down with an armdrag takedown! She gets up again, and a dropkick by Pauline Vietjohn knocks her off her feet again! The Masked Avenger bolts up and charges one more time, and Pauline Vietjohn catches her square in the face with a spinning leg lariat! The Masked Avenger crashes hard to the mat and rolls out of the ring, then bangs her fists angrily on the apron. She's getting a little bit frustrated at her inability to take the advantage here. A fan at ringside yells at her, and she turns around to yell back at him... but behind her, Pauline Vietjohn runs into the ropes on the opposite side and comes off charging at her! The Masked Avenger turns around, and Pauline barrels into her with a TOPE SUICIDA!!
The crowd explodes into cheers for that great move, and Pauline Vietjohn begins hammering the Masked Avenger with repeated forearm shots on the floor. After a few of those, Pauline Vietjohn pulls the Masked Avenger up and whips her into the guardrail, but the Masked Avenger reverses! But instead of crashing into the guardrail, Pauline Vietjohn springs up on it... and slips backwards, landing on her back on the floor. The Masked Avenger walks over to her and crouches over her, perhaps taunting her, then pulls her up after a second and takes her face-first into the ring apron! Pauline Vietjohn is stunned, and the Masked Avenger kicks her in the midsection, then whips her into the guardrail again... and this time, Pauline Vietjohn springs up on it, then leaps back and takes the Masked Avenger down with an Asai moonsault! The crowd explodes into cheers! It was an impressive move, even if she didn't get it right the first time.
Pauline Vietjohn pulls the Masked Avenger up, then rolls her back into the ring and climbs up on the apron. The Masked Avenger is up, and Pauline Vietjohn leaps up on the top rope, then leaps off with a springboard spinning leg lariat, but the Masked Avenger ducks! Pauline Vietjohn wipes out on the mat, and as she gets up, the Masked Avenger runs into the ropes, and comes off to take Pauline down with a cross body press! The Masked Avenger lands on top of Pauline Vietjohn and hooks a leg for the cover, and Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two by Pauline Vietjohn!
They get up, and the Masked Avenger catches Pauline Vietjohn with a poke to the eyes, then drills her with a few right hands that back her into a corner. In the corner, the Masked Avenger gives Pauline Vietjohn a kneelift to the midsection, then hooks her in a front chancery and brings her crashing to the middle of the ring with a vertical suplex! She floats over and covers Pauline Vietjohn again, and Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two again by Pauline Vietjohn! The Masked Avenger glares down at her, then gets up and drops three rapid elbowdrops on Pauline Vietjohn, and hooks the leg for a cover again! Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two by Pauline Vietjohn.
The Masked Avenger grabs a double handful of Pauline Vietjohn's blue hair and hauls her to her feet, and doubles her over with a knee to the stomach. And then she hooks her arms, and flings her to the mat with a double underhook suplex! That was quite a move, and now the Masked Avenger grabs her legs and turns her over into a Boston crab! This could be it! The Masked Avenger cranks back on the crab, prompting a scream of pain from Pauline Vietjohn, and yells "RING THE BELL, REF! SHE'S DONE!!" Evidently she has forgotten that it's the timekeeper, not the referee, who rings the bell, but Bobcat McGavin doesn't mind that as he crouches by Pauline and asks if she wants to submit.
Pauline Vietjohn struggles and plants her hands on the mat, then begins struggling towards the ropes. She makes some progress, slowly but surely, and starts to get near, but the Masked Avenger desperately leans back further on the Boston crab! Pauline Vietjohn crumples down and screams in anguish, then raises a hand over the mat... she's gonna tap out! But she hesitates, then looks up and screws her eyes shut as she shakes her head! She pulls herself forward with a surge of desperate energy, and flings an arm forward so close that her fingertips brush the bottom rope! She clenches her teeth and starts to stretch her arm, brushing the bottom rope with her fingers again, but the Masked Avenger rocks back hard on the Boston crab! Pauline Vietjohn makes a tortured half-scream, half-growl sound, but her agony gives her the strength to push forward one more inch, and her hand grasps the bottom rope! That'll break the Boston crab!
Bobcat McGavin calls for the hold to be broken, but the Masked Avenger holds it for a full four-count before releasing the hold. Pauline Vietjohn is down, writhing on the mat and clutching her back in pain, and the Masked Avenger slashes her arms across her chest like Razor Ramon signalling for the Razor's Edge, then pulls Pauline Vietjohn up on her shoulders. She starts to turn with her, but Pauline shifts her weight back and pulls the Masked Avenger down into a crucifix! The crowd cheers, and Bobcat McGavin goes down and counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two and a half by the Masked Avenger!
They both get up, but the Masked Avenger kicks Pauline Vietjohn in the midsection, then lifts her with a rear gutwrench, but Pauline Vietjohn brings her down with a spinning headscissors! They both get up again, and Pauline Vietjohn flings herself forward with a sudden leaping forearm smash that knocks the Masked Avenger down! They're both down again, and Pauline Vietjohn flops over onto her back, motionless... but then she kips up!! The crowd cheers, and Pauline Vietjohn shouts out at them as she pumps her fists in the air, then turns back to the Masked Avenger! The Masked Avenger gets up, and Pauline Vietjohn kicks her in the midsection to double her over, then backs into the ropes and comes off with a scissor kick to the back of her head!
Pauline Vietjohn goes up to the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd, as the Masked Avenger starts to get up. The Masked Avenger turns and staggers towards her, and Pauline Vietjohn leaps backwards and twists her body in mid-air like a cat to execute her TWISTING MOONSAULT DROPKICK!! It catches the Masked Avenger square in the chest and knocks her off her feet! Pauline Vietjohn crawls over her and goes for the cover, and Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two and a half by the Masked Avenger! Somehow, she's not quite done yet!
Pauline Vietjohn gets up, and pulls the Masked Avenger to her feet as well, but the Masked Avenger catches her with an eye gouge, then backs into the ropes and comes off with a clothesline! But Pauline Vietjohn ducks, then nails the Masked Avenger with a superkick that catches her a bit low in the chest! The Masked Avenger staggers back into the corner and slumps there, and Pauline Vietjohn rushes in after her and brings her out with a monkey flip! The Masked Avenger lands flat on her back, and Pauline Vietjohn steps out to the apron and bolts up to the top turnbuckle, then jumps off with the LEAP OF FAITH!! It connects, and she covers the Masked Avenger! Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! Pauline Vietjohn just defeated the Masked Avenger!
Pauline
Vietjohn pinned The Masked Avenger with the Leap of Faith in
0:09:28.
Rating: ** 1/2
The Masked Avenger put up more than a halfway decent fight, but Pauline Vietjohn showed that she has not only the athleticism to be successful, but also the determination to hang on in the face of adversity. She gets up and puts a hand to her back for a second, wincing in pain, and then looks around at the cheering fans with a delighted smile on her face as David Page announces her as the winner of the match. Pauline Vietjohn just got a taste of what it's like to win a match on pay-per-view in front of a crowd of screaming fans, and she has to be pleased with herself.
But now she looks over at the Masked Avenger, who's just now starting to stir, and gives her a disappointed frown. Pauline Vietjohn shoves the Masked Avenger back down, then crouches over her and begins unlacing her black mask! She's going to take off her mask! The Masked Avenger struggles and squirms uselessly, but to no avail, as Pauline Vietjohn unlaces the mask, then gives it a hard tug that pulls it off! It's "Halfway Decent" Heather Dannon under the mask, of course, and the crowd cheers to see her unmasked as she falls at Pauline Vietjohn's feet, burying her face in her hands. Pauline Vietjohn wanted to unmask her, but it's doubtful that anyone had any doubts as to who the Masked Avenger was.
But now Pauline Vietjohn puts a hand on Heather Dannon's shoulder and says something to her. Heather looks up at her, blinking tearfully, then stands up and says something to Pauline Vietjohn with sadness and shame on her face. She starts to turn away, but Pauline Vietjohn puts a hand on her shoulder again and turns her around. Pauline Vietjohn says something to her again, and Heather Dannon smiles sadly... and then Pauline Vietjohn gives her a hug! Heather Dannon returns the hug, and the crowd cheers; it looks like after all that Heather Dannon has done, the two of them can still put their differences behind them and remain friends!!
But hold on a second... VCW Commissioner James Applebee just stepped out of the backstage entrance, and he has a microphone! Pauline Vietjohn and Heather Dannon are still hugging one another, so they don't see him just yet as he raises the microphone to speak.
J. Applebee: I'm glad that you two young ladies have been able to put your personal differences aside and become friends again. All this time, I've felt a little bit of guilt that a necessary business decision of mine has damaged your personal friendship.
Pauline Vietjohn and Heather Dannon both turn to look at James Applebee, but his smile becomes a stern, no-nonsense stare.
J. Applebee: However, that business decision was the decision not to hire YOU, Heather Dannon. And, despite some forged paperwork in the name of the Masked Avenger, you STILL don't have a valid VCW contract. You just wrestled a pay-per-view match, in front of thousands of fans live in this arena, and you don't have a VCW contract. By law, you're clearly guilty of committing forgery and fraud.
Heather Dannon looks sad and sheepish, and Pauline Vietjohn gives her a worried look, then looks back at James Applebee.
J. Applebee: I hope you understand, I've always tried to be fair with you. The budget's getting tight, and I was told only to hire one of you full-time. Based on what we saw before all this, Heather, you simply weren't the one. However, you wrestled a halfway decent match tonight, if you don't mind me saying so. And with your dedication, you're the kind of person I want on the roster. So I don't care what upper management says... I've decided I'm keeping you BOTH on full-time, and there's a VCW contract in my office just waiting for you to sign it!
The crowd cheers, and Heather Dannon stares at James Applebee in disbelief for a second, then jumps up with an excited cheer! And then she turns around, grabs Pauline Vietjohn, and kisses her on the lips! She pulls away, leaving Pauline Vietjohn sputtering and making a disgusted face, then kisses ring announcer David Page and referee Bobcat McGavin as well! Once she's run out of people to kiss, she gets on her hands and knees and starts bowing down before James Applebee. She may be a halfway decent wrestler after all, but she's still as full of melodrama as always. James Applebee smiles and raises the microphone again.
J. Applebee: Heather... we have a show that needs to go on tonight. The contract's back in my office. Come on out of there, then, and follow me.
He doesn't have to tell her twice. Heather Dannon immediately rolls out of the ring and begins skipping backstage, and Pauline Vietjohn slides out after her to follow along, smiling and shaking her head. What a change this is! Heather Dannon is now officially on the VCW roster, and her friendship with Pauline Vietjohn is saved, to boot! So, at least for now, it looks like this story has a happy end.
They head backstage, and it looks like we're ready for our next match now. "Nowhere Man" by the Beatles begins to play, and "The Chief of Governors" Tom Guycot comes out of the backstage entrance, on his way to the ring. The crowd doesn't know quite what to make of him; in fact, nobody does. We've seen him trying to feign a rivalry with "Doctor" Dave Adams recently, and lately that rivalry has become real. Now, they'll settle it on pay-per-view, as they had originally planned. Funny how that works out. Tom Guycot gets into the ring and stands in a corner, waiting for his rival to show up.
And now "Calling Dr. Love" by KISS begins playing, and the crowd boos as "Doctor" Dave Adams comes out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by Nurse Vivacia, who is glistening with sweat and buttoning up her blouse, with her hair messed up. Considering that she was last seen with Mongo, the less we dwell on why she looks that way right now, perhaps the better. Dave Adams is certainly all business as he heads to the ring and slides inside, and Linda Peterson calls for the bell to begin the match!
"The Chief of Governors" Tom Guycot
vs.
"Doctor" Dave
Adams
w/Nurse Vivacia
They meet in the middle of the ring, and Dave Adams catches Tom Guycot with a right hand, but Tom Guycot returns fire with a Tomahawk chop! Dave Adams is rocked back, but he unleashes another right hand that stuns Tom Guycot, but only for a second before Tom Guycot fires off a second Tomahawk chop! Dave Adams recovers and hits Tom Guycot a third time, and again Tom Guycot shrugs it off and hits him with a Tomahawk chop! Undaunted, Dave Adams absorbs it and unleashes another punch, but Tom Guycot blocks this one, then hits Dave Adams with a Tomahawk chop, then another, then a third! Dave Adams is backed into the ropes, and Tom Guycot whips him to the other side, then lifts him as he comes off and brings him down on the ropes throat-first with a Hotshot!
Dave Adams gets up, clutching his throat, and Tom Guycot kicks him in the midsection, then puts his arms out to the side and puts his hands to the side of his head, like he's trying to cover his ears, so that his elbows are sticking out at the sides. Dave Adams recovers just enough to stare at Tom Guycot strangely, and then Tom Guycot swings both his elbows forward so that they each hit Dave Adams on the side of the head at the same time! What a weird move! Dave Adams staggers back, and then Tom Guycot grabs a double handful of his thick, curly hair and headbutts him repeatedly! Dave Adams falls down, but Tom Guycot turns and staggers a few steps, then falls chest-first across the second rope, with his arms hanging over it! Nurse Vivacia comes over and slaps him, but Linda Peterson, checking on Dave Adams at the time, doesn't notice.
Dave Adams gets up, then runs and slides out under the bottom rope, turns, and hits Tom Guycot with an uppercut as he lies sagging against the second rope. That's a page out of the Big Boss Man's playbook, but it worked well enough for Dave Adams; Tom Guycot topples back into the ring, clutching his face. Dave Adams turns and taunts the crowd for a second, then climbs back into the ring to continue the punishment. He pulls Tom Guycot up, but Tom Guycot elbows him sharply in the midsection, then grabs him and brings him down with a fireman's carry! They get up, and Dave Adams charges Tom Guycot, who goes for a hiptoss, but Dave Adams blocks it, then switches and takes Guycot down with a hiptoss of his own!
Tom Guycot gets up, and Dave Adams punches him in the face a few times, then whips him into the ropes. Dave Adams lowers his head for a backdrop as Tom Guycot comes off, but Tom Guycot leaps over him and takes him down with a sunset flip! Linda Peterson goes to count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two by Dave Adams! Tom Guycot gets up... but Dave Adams beats him to his feet, then rushes forward and nails him with an elbowsmash! Tom Guycot staggers back into the ropes, then staggers forward, and Dave Adams kicks him in the midsection! Tom Guycot doubles over and hops up off the ground from the impact, and Dave Adams kicks him in the midsection again, making him hop up off of the ground again! Tom Guycot stays doubled over and hops with each kick as Dave Adams kicks him in the midsection a half-dozen more times, then finally grabs him by the head and flings him down with a snap mare!
Tom Guycot lands on his posterior from the snap mare, and Dave Adams kneels behind him and puts on a rear chinlock. Tom Guycot struggles in it, and begins trying to fight his way to his feet, but Dave Adams wrestles him back down to the ground, keeping the chinlock cinched on and keeping Tom Guycot immobilized. Tom Guycot thrashes around a little bit more, then goes limp in Dave Adams's grasp, so Linda Peterson goes to check with him. She lifts his arm, and it falls. She lifts it again, and it falls a second time. And she lifts it again... but it stays up! The crowd gives a small pop, and Tom Guycot begins moving again, pumping his fist in the air as he fights the chinlock!
Dave Adams hangs on tightly, but Tom Guycot struggles to his feet and fights his way up from the chinlock, then elbows him sharply in the midsection! That loosens Dave Adams's grip, and a second elbow breaks it! Tom Guycot runs into the ropes, then comes off with a rolling koppo kick that knocks Dave Adams down! They get up, and Tom Guycot bodyslams Dave Adams down, then backs into the ropes and comes off with a big leg drop! He makes the cover, and Linda Peterson counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... And Dave Adams kicks out at two.
Undaunted, Tom Guycot pulls Dave Adams up from behind, lifts him, and brings him crashing to the mat with a belly-to-back suplex! The crowd cheers a little for that move, and Tom Guycot steps out to the apron, then climbs to the top turnbuckle! He leaps off with a flying senton... but Dave Adams rolls out of the way, and Tom Guycot crash-lands right on his back! That high-risk move didn't pay off for Tom Guycot, and now both men are down! After a few seconds, Tom Guycot starts to get up just a little bit ahead of Dave Adams, but Dave Adams catches him with a low blow on the way up, and Tom Guycot doubles over and collapses back down to the canvas.
Dave Adams directs a nasty smile down at Tom Guycot, then pulls him up, lifts him, and brings him down across a knee with a backbreaker. Unsatisfied, he pulls Tom Guycot up from behind, and gives him an atomic drop. Tom Guycot staggers forward, clutching his rump, and Dave Adams comes from behind, then brings him down on the mat with a Russian legsweep! He floats over for the cover, and Linda Peterson counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two and a half by Tom Guycot! He's still in the match, but if Dave Adams can keep up his offense, he might not be for long.
Dave Adams glares down at Tom Guycot, then stomps on him repeatedly. He never has liked Tom Guycot, and now he's spitefully stomping and kicking him while he's down! Tom Guycot rolls out of the ring, but even that won't buy him much respite, because Dave Adams is going out after him! Dave Adams lifts Tom Guycot up at ringside, then rams him back-first into the steel ringpost! The crowd boos, and Dave Adams smirks as he bodyslams Tom Guycot down at ringside. He pulls him up by the mask, then clobbers him in the back a few times and rolls him into the ring. Dave Adams climbs in after Tom Guycot, then goes for the cover, and Linda Peterson counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Shoulder up at two and a half by Tom Guycot!
Nurse Vivacia jumps up on the apron, protesting Linda Peterson's count, and Linda Peterson turns to argue with her... and when she does, Dave Adams rolls out of the ring and grabs a chair! Tom Guycot's starting to get up, pulling himself up on the ropes, and Dave Adams slides into the ring with the chair! Tom Guycot gets up, and Dave Adams swings the chair down at him, but Tom Guycot dodges! Dave Adams's chairshot hits the top rope, then slingshots back into his face, knocking him down! What a huge mistake! That could very, very easily cost him the match!
Linda Peterson turns around sharply, and sees Dave Adams laid out, with a chair lying in the ring beside him, and now she's questioning Tom Guycot! She thinks he hit Dave Adams with the chair, when really Dave Adams brought this on himself! Tom Guycot's protesting his innocence, but Linda Peterson seems reluctant to believe him! And Dave Adams is stirring behind him... and he rolls Tom Guycot up from behind! Linda Peterson goes down to count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two and a half by Tom Guycot! Linda Peterson kicks the chair out of the ring, and stands back to let the two combatants get up.
Tom Guycot gets up before Dave Adams, then scoops him up and gives him a gutbuster. That drives the wind out of Dave Adams, and leaves him gasping on the canvas while Tom Guycot leans against the ropes for a second, shaking off the cobwebs. But he comes forward and pulls Dave Adams up now, and lifts him into a fireman's carry! And he... starts spinning! Tom Guycot is spinning around and around, twirling Dave Adams around in an airplane spin! He often uses this move, but it seldom brings him effective results! But he's still at it, going around and around and around... where he stops, nobody knows! But then Nurse Vivacia reaches into the ring and trips him! He goes down face-first under Dave Adams, and the crowd boos. Linda Peterson questions Nurse Vivacia, but Nurse Vivacia's claiming that he tripped on his own, and Linda Peterson seems to buy that.
Both men spend some time just lying on the mat after that move, but Dave Adams is getting up first. Tom Guycot starts to get up, but Dave Adams pulls him up and gives him an inverted atomic drop, then nails him with a chop across the chest that knocks him off his feet! Tom Guycot is down, and Dave Adams steps out to the apron and goes up to the top turnbuckle. We don't see too many high-flying moves from Dave Adams, and this may be a mistake... and it is, as he comes off with a flying axhandle and runs right into a dropkick from Tom Guycot!
Dave Adams goes down, and Tom Guycot rolls out to the apron, then climbs up to the top turnbuckle and jumps off with a DIVING HEADBUTT!! But Dave Adams rolls out of the way, and Tom Guycot lands face-first on the mat! And now Dave Adams is getting up, and he boosts himself up to the second turnbuckle, then comes off with an elbowdrop... but Tom Guycot gets his knees up, and Dave Adams lands on them! He curls up on the mat, and Tom Guycot gets up, then pulls him up by the hair and takes him down with a snap mare! Dave Adams is down, and Tom Guycot backs into the ropes, then comes off with a splash! He stays on top of Dave Adams to cover him, and Linda Peterson counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two and a half from Dave Adams!
Tom Guycot points down at Dave Adams and makes some weird, jerky horizontal hand motions... it seems like he's signalling that this match is over! He goes up to the top turnbuckle, as Dave Adams gets to his feet, somewhat wobbly... but Nurse Vivacia comes from behind and pushes him off! Tom Guycot falls forward, and Dave Adams catches him in position for the Doctor's Orders!! But Tom Guycot quickly realizes where he is and counters the Doctor's Orders with an elbow to the side of the head, then whips Dave Adams into a corner of the ring! He charges in after him, leaps up, hooks his head, and brings him down with the SKULLICIDE!! Dave Adams takes the bump on the top of his head and pops into the air like a piece of toast, then falls to a heap on the mat! Tom Guycot turns him over and covers him, and Linda Peterson counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! Tom Guycot wins!
Tom
Guycot pinned Dave Adams with the Skullicide in 0:13:31.
Rating: * 3/4
The crowd cheers, and Tom Guycot has just found his way to victory on pay-per-view in this match! Both of these two men gave a great effort, and Tom Guycot has earned this one. Tom Guycot goes to one of the second turnbuckles and raises his hands in victory, then beats his chest like a wild man, only to cringe and stop beating his chest relatively quickly. It looks like he's still a little bit sore. But now Dave Adams is starting to get up as well, and Nurse Vivacia climbs in the ring to console him. But Tom Guycot approaches him as well... and extends a hand? Tom Guycot is offering Dave Adams a handshake!
Dave Adams stares at him like he's crazy for a second, then rolls his eyes and turns away... but Nurse Vivacia stops him, then says something to him with a pleading look on her face. He still doesn't seem convinced, but Nurse Vivacia is insisting, and finally she grabs his hand and puts it in Tom Guycot's! The two men shake hands, and Dave Adams manages a grudging smile and pat on the back for Tom Guycot. Just like in the previous match, it looks like these two men have now settled their differences with one another... and now they're heading backstage together. If these two have decided to become friends, then it's a strange friendship indeed. We'll have to wait and see what's next for Dave Adams and Tom Guycot.
We're going to go straight to our next match now! "War Machine" by KISS begins playing, and the crowd cheers as Dean Sanders comes out of the backstage entrance and begins heading for the ring. This is first pay-per-view match since he was taken out with an injury a few months ago, and he'll be taking on Monty Pompous tonight. There's no question that Dean Sanders is meaner and more skilled than Monty Pompous, but there's also no question that Monty Pompous is bigger and stronger. Dean Sanders still looks confident as he makes his way to the ring and climbs inside, with a no-nonsense look on his face.
And then "Tziganne" by Bozzio, Levin, and Stevens begins playing, and the crowd boos the entrance of Monty Pompous! He comes out of the backstage entrance dressed in a white dress shirt with ruffles and a pair of cranberry-red slacks, and begins striding to the ring, with a smile full of bravado on his face. Monty Pompous is undefeated in VCW... at least, under the name Monty Pompous, he is. He comes to the ring and hops up on the apron, then steps into the ring and takes a bow to the fans. He turns his back on Dean Sanders to begin unbuttoning his shirt... and that proves to be a mistake, because Dean Sanders charges and clobbers him from behind! Brendan Powers calls for the bell, and this match has begun!
Monty Pompous
vs.
Dean Sanders
Dean Sanders clobbers Monty Pompous with a few big forearm smashes to the back, then whips him to the ropes. Monty Pompous comes off the ropes, and runs right into a dropkick! He goes down, and gets up again, but Dean Sanders tears open his expensive-looking shirt, then unloads on him with a series of blistering chops to the chest! Monty Pompous yells out in pain, and Dean Sanders drives him back into a corner, then whips him to the opposite side! Monty Pompous hits the turnbuckles back-first and staggers out, and Dean Sanders rushes at him and just MAULS him with a lariat!! Monty Pompous goes down and rolls out of the ring!
Monty Pompous stops to catch his breath, leaning against the ring apron... but that proves to be a mistake when Dean Sanders runs and nails him with a baseball slide! Monty Pompous is flung back into the guardrail, and crashes into it back-first! Dean Sanders slides out of the ring and grabs him by the hair, then takes him head-first into the steel ringpost! Monty Pompous staggers away, then turns around, but Dean Sanders kicks him in the midsection, then whips him into the guardrail! Monty Pompous hits the rail back-first, and staggers forward, and Dean Sanders hiptosses him down on the hard arena floor! Monty Pompous is getting mauled so far in the early portions of this match!
Dean Sanders grabs Monty Pompous and rolls him back into the ring, then climbs in after him to continue his relentless beating. Monty Pompous starts to get up, but Dean Sanders hooks him and flings him to the mat with a snap suplex! Monty Pompous yells out in pain again and gets up, clutching his back, but Monty Pompous just grabs him and gives him an inverted atomic drop, then brings him down with a double-leg takedown and turns him over into a Boston crab! Monty Pompous gives another yell of pain, but when he begins fighting his way towards the ropes, his superior strength enables him to make the ropes without too much difficulty.
Monty Pompous begins to stand up, and Dean Sanders clobbers him with some hard shots to the face when he gets to one knee. Monty Pompous is rocked by the blows, but he jabs an elbow into Dean Sanders's midsection that doubles him over and staggers him back a step or two, then backs against the ropes and runs forward to knock him down with a clothesline! Monty Pompous puts a hand to his back and grimaces, but his grimace turns into a grin as he watches Dean Sanders get up, then strides forward and nails him with a right hand! Dean Sanders staggers back and slumps against the ropes, and Monty Pompous runs forward and gives him a dropkick to the chest that sends him spilling out through the ropes to the floor!
Brendan Powers begins counting, and Monty Pompous takes off his ruined shirt and throws it aside, then turns to the crowd and flexes his muscles, showing off his impressive body. But the crowd just boos him, and Dean Sanders gets back up and climbs into the ring! Monty Pompous advances on him and punches him in the face, but Dean Sanders absorbs it and gives Monty Pompous a stiff right hand to the ribs! Monty Pompous grimaces, then rushes forward at Dean Sanders with a clothesline, but Dean Sanders ducks and goes behind him, then lifts him and brings him down to the mat with a belly-to-back suplex! Monty Pompous gets up, hunched over and clutching the back of his head, and Dean Sanders runs forward to take him down again with a swinging neckbreaker!
Monty Pompous gets up again, and Dean Sanders kicks him in the midsection, then hooks him for a DDT, but Monty Pompous backdrops out of it! Dean Sanders lands flat on his back, and Monty Pompous pulls him up, knees him in the gut, grabs his waist, and flings him back with a gutwrench suplex! Dean Sanders gets up, and Monty Pompous charges at him, but Dean Sanders bolts forward and nails him with a devestating lariat!! He pauses for a moment to shake off some of the abuse he's taken, and Monty Pompous stays down, flat on his back after that lariat.
Dean Sanders steps out to the apron and goes to the top turnbuckle, and Monty Pompous slowly begins to get to his feet. He turns and sees Dean Sanders on the top turnbuckle, and Dean Sanders jumps off... and lands on his feet in front of Monty Pompous. The two men exchange a confused stare, and then Dean Sanders scoops Monty Pompous up and bodyslams him to the canvas, and steps out to the apron again. He climbs to the top turnbuckle again, and leaps off. Once again he lands on his feet, but this time Monty Pompous goes down as if struck, even though Dean Sanders didn't hit him. Dean Sanders glares at him and mutters something to himself, then steps forward and spitefully kicks Monty Pompous HARD in the ribs!
Monty Pompous quickly gets up, one hand clutching his side as the other goes out in front to defend himself, but Dean Sanders bats that hand to the side and levels Monty Pompous with a lethal right hand to the jaw! It connects audibly, and Monty Pompous goes down and rolls out of the ring. He staggers around out there, clutching his jaw and wincing in pain, as Brendan Powers turns to argue with Dean Sanders over his use of the closed fist. Considering how much smaller he is than Monty Pompous, one would think Dean Sanders wouldn't fare well in a straight-up brawl, but that doesn't seem to be the case.
Slowly, cautiously, Monty Pompous enters the ring again, and Dean Sanders is waiting for him. Dean Sanders kicks Monty Pompous in the midsection and whips him into the ropes, then rushes at him with a lariat when he comes off, but Monty Pompous ducks under it! Dean Sanders turns around, and Monty Pompous scoops him up and brings him down with a backbreaker! That turned this match around in a hurry! Dean Sanders gets up, wincing in pain, and Monty Pompous whips him into a corner, where he hits the turnbuckles back-first! Dean Sanders staggers out, and Monty Pompous lifts him high above his head in a Gorilla Press, then flings him to the mat! Dean Sanders crashes hard to the ground and writhes in pain, and now we're seeing the power advantage of Monty Pompous coming through.
Monty Pompous pulls Dean Sanders in a cobra clutch grip, looking for the Swashbuckler, but Dean Sanders quickly realizes where he is and counters it by bringing his heel up into Monty Pompous's groin! Monty Pompous doubles over, and Dean Sanders turns around and pulls him into a standing headscissors, then lifts him and gives him a hard POWER BOMB!! Monty Pompous crashes hard into the mat, and Dean Sanders goes for the cover! Brendan Powers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Shoulder up at two and a half!
Dean Sanders glares down at Monty Pompous for a few seconds, then steps out to the apron and begins climbing up to the top turnbuckle. But Monty Pompous starts to get up, and he lunges forward with a punch to the midsection on Dean Sanders as he reaches the top! Dean Sanders falls groin-first on the top turnbuckle, and Monty Pompous climbs up with him, then hooks him in a front chancery! He lifts and falls back, bringing Dean Sanders down with a big SUPERPLEX!! Both men are down for a few seconds, but then Monty Pompous floats over for the cover! Brendan Powers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Kickout at two and three-quarters by Dean Sanders!
Monty Pompous pulls Dean Sanders up, then whips him towards a corner of the ring, but Dean Sanders reverses it and charges in after him! But Monty Pompous stops and leapfrogs over Dean Sanders's charge, ending up behind him, then grabs the cobra clutch! He hauls Dean Sanders back, lifts, and flings him down to the mat with the SWASHBUCKLER!! The crowd boos, and Monty Pompous goes for the pin! He hooks the leg with one hand, and a handful of tights with the other, but Brendan Powers only sees that Dean Sanders's shoulders are down as he counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! Monty Pompous wins!
Monty
Pompous pinned Dean Sanders with the Swashbuckler in 0:08:55.
Rating: * 1/2
Monty Pompous quickly rolls out of the ring and begins heading up the aisle, and Dean Sanders sits up in the ring, holding the back of his head and cringing as he mutters something to himself. He has to be very frustrated; he was just outfoxed by Monty Pompous, who will come away with the victory here tonight! Monty Pompous keeps his undefeated streak alive at the expense of Dean Sanders, who looks quite angry as he gets up in the ring. Monty Pompous stops to flex his muscles in the aisle, but Dean Sanders stands in the ring and points at him, cursing and threatening him, and Monty Pompous quickly stops posing and hurries backstage. Dean Sanders rolls out of the ring and also begins to stagger backstage, still looking angry and frustrated.
Before we move on with our next match, we're going to take a look at the parking lot again, where the Hammer of the Gods have returned in a limo! Let's take a look now!
In the Parking Lot:
The limo has pulled into the parking lot again, and the driver gets out to open the door. Julian Page, Jacob Idol, and Rob Solomon step out, and Jasmina Chastity forward to meet them, dressed in a black sweatshirt and sweat pants.
J. Chastity: It's a good thing you guys made it back so fast. Your match is up next.
J. Idol: No problem. How'd the bikini contest go?
Jasmina Chastity turns to Jacob Idol with a pouty, upset face.
J. Chastity: Awful. Just awful. Johnny Smiles ripped my clothes off, and then that sleazy bitch Vivacia--
J. Page: Don't worry about Johnny Smiles. He's going to pay for everything he's ever done to us and then some. Maybe he already would've paid the price, if somebody had tried to hurt him last Monday instead of goofing off.
Julian Page shoots a glare at Jacob Idol, but Rob Solomon steps forward.
R. Solomon: Yeah, well, we'd better get to our match.
J. Chastity: Wait. Tell me, how'd the meeting go?
J. Page: Perfect. Everything's been settled. By this time tomorrow night, we'll be sipping champagne and planning the final strokes on our way to conquering VCW completely.
R. Solomon: Yeah, but we've got a pretty big match coming up. Come on, Jasmina, let's hurry up and waste these punks.
J. Page: Do you guys even have time to change?
J. Idol: Don't need to.
Jacob Idol takes off his leather jacket and pulls his shirt off over his head, then takes off his blue jeans, revealing that he's wearing his wrestling boots, trunks, and kneepads under them. Julian Page raises an eyebrow at him, then looks at Jasmina.
J. Page: Does he always wear his wrestling gear under his street clothes?
Rob Solomon shakes his head at Jacob Idol and grins.
R. Solomon: Man, if you weren't such a great wrestler, you'd be a total fucking dork.
Jasmina Chastity giggles.
J. Chastity: What does being a great wrestler have to do with it?
J. Idol: Yeah, go ahead, you guys. But I beat Owen Addison, one-on-one, fair and square. I'm the GREATEST TECHNICAL WRESTLER in the world. You keep right on laughing, and you'll laugh all the way to the VCW World Tag Team Titles while I carry your asses on my back.
Jacob Idol thrusts his street clothes into Julian Page's hands, then looks back and forth at Jasmina Chastity and Rob Solomon.
J. Idol: Now let's get to the ring.
Rob Solomon shrugs, and he and Jasmina Chastity follow Jacob Idol as he walks into the arena. Julian Page looks down at the bundle of Jacob Idol's clothes, then watches them head into the building and frowns.
So the Hammer of the Gods are back, and just in time for the next match! "Domination" by Pantera just started playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd cheers as Blade and John Uldwall, the Wrecking Crew, come out of the backstage entrance! They look surly and ready to fight, and there's no doubt that they'd love to earn a shot at Troy Black and Brujah or the Ontario Colour Show, whoever has the titles when the night's over. These two men don't care who they fight, they just love to fight! They enter the ring and stand waiting for the other three teams.
And then "Highway To Hell" begins playing, and that brings out Jack Norman and Butch Manson of Hell's Bikers! Butch Manson is his usual vicious-looking self, but Jack Norman is eating a Three Musketeers candy bar on the way to the ring, and wearing an ash-gray denim vest and matching jeans, with the Three Musketeers logo printed on the back of the vest and down the sides of each of his legs. Oh, brother. They come to the ring, and Jack Norman takes a spare candy bar from inside his vest and sets it in a cooler by the timekeepers' table. Um... okay. Jack Norman and Butch Manson climb into the ring and uneasily stare across the ring at the Wrecking Crew, both sides anxious for a fight but also watching the backstage entrance.
Now "Kashmir" by Led Zeppelin begins playing, and that brings out Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon of the Hammer of the Gods, along with Jasmina Chastity! Jacob Idol is dressed to wrestle, but Rob Solomon is still wearing his blue jeans, and he takes off his Hammer of the Gods T-shirt on the way to the ring. It's not like either of these two men to have this close of a call and nearly be late for a big match like this; whatever that business with the limo was, it must have been pretty important. Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon climb into the ring, prepared for this match.
But now "War Machine" by KISS begins playing, and that brings out Bass Rogers and "The Star Player" Darren Michaels, the Tough Customers, and they're accompanied by a very upset-looking Dean Sanders, who's dressed in a white dress shirt with gray slacks and coat! Obviously, he's still very frustrated about his match with Monty Pompous, and the camera catches him saying "Kick the shit out of those bloody idiots" as he points into the ring! Bass Rogers and Darren Michaels charge to the ring and slide inside, and Jerry Rogers calls for the bell to begin this match!
Number One Contenders'
Match:
Four Way Dance:
Hell's Bikers (Jack Norman & Butch Manson)
vs.
Tough Customers
w/Dean Sanders
vs.
Hammer of the Gods
(Jacob Idol & Rob Solomon)
w/Jasmina Chastity
vs.
Wrecking Crew
Bass Rogers and Darren Michaels slide into the ring, and Bass Rogers mows Jack Norman down with a huge clothesline as Darren Michaels does the same for Butch Manson! Blade charges Darren Michaels, and Darren backdrops him over the top rope to the floor, then charges at John Uldwall and spears him out of his boots and begins raining right hands down on his face! Meanwhile, Bass Rogers kicks Jacob Idol in the midsection and dumps him out of the ring to the floor, then doubles Rob Solomon over with a punch, lifts him high over his head in a Gorilla Press, and tosses him out of the ring onto Jacob Idol at ringside! Darren Michaels tosses John Uldwall out of the ring, and the Tough Customers just cleared the ring, just like that!
But Jerry Rogers won't be having any of that, and he's lecturing Bass Rogers and Darren Michaels, telling them that one of them has to go back to his corner. Darren Michaels steps out to the apron, and Bass Rogers stands in the ring and bellows defiantly, daring anybody to come into the ring and get a piece of him! Blade obliges him, and slides into the ring, but when he throws a punch, Bass Rogers blocks it and counters with a blow of his own, then grabs Blade and tosses him back out of the ring! He crashes to the floor, and Bass Rogers thumps his chest, then looks around to see who's next!
Rob Solomon stands up on the apron, and Bass Rogers darts at him... but at the other side of the ring, Jacob Idol slides in, then comes from behind Bass Rogers and clips his leg! Jerry Rogers declares Jacob Idol the legal man in the ring, and the other wrestlers begin to take their places at the four corners of the ring.
Bass Rogers gets up to one knee, and Jacob Idol grabs his right arm and gives it a sharp twist. This might be a good strategy; if he can take away the power of Bass Rogers's arms, he can take away most of his offense. Jacob Idol holds the arm out straight and drives an elbow into the triceps, getting a roar of pain from Bass Rogers. But Bass Rogers grabs one of Jacob Idol's wrists with his other hand, then powers out of the armwringer and whips Jacob Idol into the ropes! Jacob Idol comes off the other side, and Bass Rogers swings at him with a massive lariat, but Jacob Idol slips behind him, then brings him down with an armbar takedown, into a crossface submission! The crowd boos, and Darren Michaels quickly steps into the ring and drops an elbow on Jacob Idol to break that hold.
Jacob Idol and Bass Rogers both start getting up, but Bass Rogers is quicker on the draw, and he drills Jacob Idol with a punch to the midsection, shakes his arm out a little bit, then grabs him by the hair and pulls him into a huge headbutt! Jacob Idol goes down, and Bass Rogers makes the tag to "The Star Player" Darren Michaels! Darren Michaels runs in as Jacob Idol gets up, then knocks him down with a clothesline! Jacob Idol gets up again, and Darren Michaels charges and hits a second clothesline! Jacob Idol gets up again, and gets knocked down by a third clothesline!
Darren Michaels pulls Jacob Idol up, then whips him into his corner. Jacob Idol hits the turnbuckles back-first, and Bass Rogers sends him staggering forward with a sharp cuff to the back of the head! Darren Michaels grabs the groggy Jacob Idol and lifts him in a Gorilla Press, pumping him up and down over his head a few times... but Rob Solomon slips into the ring and kicks his legs out from under him! Jacob Idol falls down on top of Darren Michaels, then quickly rolls off and scrambles to the Wrecking Crew's corner. He tags in John Uldwall, and John Uldwall nods, then grabs Jacob Idol by the hair and drops him with a big right hand!
As Jacob Idol rolls out of the ring to be consoled by Jasmina Chastity, Darren Michaels gets up and locks up with John Uldwall. For several seconds, the two powerful men strain mightily against each other, with no clear winner in sight, and then Darren Michaels finds a sudden surge of strength and shoves John Uldwall back sharply! John Uldwall looks at him with shock and respect mixed on his face, then charges and throws a punch. Darren Michaels absorbs it, then fires back with a punch of his own, and the two men begin trading blows in the middle of the ring!
John Uldwall takes the upper hand and whips Darren Michaels into the ropes, but Darren Michaels reverses the whip! He goes for a clothesline when John Uldwall comes off the other side, but Uldwall ducks behind him, then powers him up and brings him crashing down with a belly-to-back suplex! Darren Michaels lands hard... but he's getting right back up, still ready to fight! A little bit groggy, he absorbs a punch from John Uldwall, then lands a lucky wild swing that sends John Uldwall staggering back into his corner! Blade tags himself in on his partner, then leaps to the top rope and jumps in with a springboard clothesline that knocks Darren Michaels off of his feet!
Darren Michaels starts to get up again, but Blade catches him with a kneelift, then hooks him and brings him down with a vertical suplex. He drops a leg across his chest, then goes for the cover, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... And a BIG kickout at two by Darren Michaels! He's not even close to being done! Blade goes to pick him up, but Darren Michaels catches him with a fist to the midsection, then another one, then takes him down to the mat with a fireman's carry! Blade starts to get up, and Darren Michaels lifts him in a fireman's carry again, but this time falls straight back with him into a Samoan drop!
Darren Michaels backs into the ropes... but he gets too close to Hell's Bikers, and Jack Norman tags himself in! Jerry Rogers acknowledges the tag, but Darren Michaels is upset, and he starts protesting! Blade gets up, whirls Darren Michaels around, and starts hammering him; he doesn't realize that he's not still the legal man! But Jack Norman clobbers Blade from behind, then grabs him and rams him head-first into the turnbuckle in his corner! He raises his foot and jams his boot in Blade's throat, as Darren Michaels is ushered out of the ring, and Jerry Rogers isn't there to see it! He lets up as John Uldwall comes into the ring to put a stop to it, but now Jerry Rogers turns and sees John Uldwall in the ring! He forces John Uldwall out, and Jack Norman starts choking Blade out with his boot again behind the referee's back!
Finally, Jerry Rogers turns and sees Jack Norman choking Blade with his boot, and he warns him to release it. Jack Norman takes the full four-count before letting go, then clobbers Blade with several kneelifts in the corner, doubling him over. He drags him out by the hair, then hoists him up and puts on a bearhug! Blade is struggling, but Jack Norman just clenches him tightly, increasing the pressure! Blade snaps his head forward into Jack Norman's face, but Jack Norman just bellows, then returns fire with several headbutts of his own! Blade seems woozy, and Jack Norman tightens up the pressure in the bearhug... and Blade goes limp!
Jerry Rogers checks with Blade, then raises his arm. Blade's arm drops, and Jerry Rogers raises it again. It drops a second time, and Jerry Rogers lifts it a third time. And it drops... NO, it doesn't!! Blade's arm shoots up, and his hand clenches into a fist! He grabs Jack Norman's hands and tries to pry them apart... and that doesn't seem to be working, so he just reaches up and gouges him in the eyes! Jack Norman releases the bearhug, and Blade backs into the ropes, then runs forward on a final burst of adrenaline... and runs face-first into a big boot from Jack Norman! Blade goes down hard, and the crowd boos!
Jack Norman just smiles, then makes the tag to his partner, Butch Manson. Butch Manson comes in and stomps away at the fallen carcass of Blade a few times, then draws a thumb across his throat. He's ready to finish this one, from the look of things. He lifts Blade in a standing headscissors, then brings him down with a PILEDRIVER!! That may just do it! He covers Blade, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Shoulder up at two and three-quarters! Blade's still in the match, and Butch Manson doesn't look happy!
But now Butch Manson's going up to the top turnbuckle. He could be looking for a high-risk move to put Blade away. He gets to the top, then leaps off with a MOONSAULT... but Blade rolls out of the way! Butch Manson wipes out on his face on the mat, and both men are down! Butch Manson begins to stir first, and he rolls over and tags in Rob Solomon... but Blade crawls to his corner, then makes the tag to John Uldwall!! Rob Solomon enters the ring, and John Uldwall roars angrily and charges at him as the crowd cheers... and Rob Solomon OBLITERATES him with a lariat!! The crowd deflates, as does John Uldwall, and Rob Solomon shakes out his arm, then looks down at John Uldwall with a cocky smirk. He just stopped that hot tag dead in the water!
John Uldwall's starting to pull himself up, so Rob Solomon kicks him in the face, then lifts him and brings him down on a knee with a gutbuster. John Uldwall's down, and Rob Solomon runs into the ropes, jumps on his stomach with a Kevin Sullivan-style double stomp, then runs into the ropes on the other side and comes off with a jumping senton that catches him in the midsection as well! John Uldwall doubles over on the mat, clutching his midsection, and Rob Solomon stops to admire his handiwork again, then stomps down on John Uldwall a few times for good measure.
Rob Solomon pulls John Uldwall up and throws him into his corner, then unloads on him with a few kicks to the midsection. He tags in Jacob Idol, who comes into the ring, and together they lift John Uldwall in a Gorilla Press position, then drop him from that height down onto their knees stomach-first! They're trying to work over John Uldwall's abdomen, perhaps taking away his lifting strength, and so far they're doing a good job of it. Jacob Idol drags John Uldwall forward into the center of the ring, then locks him in a bodyscissors and applies a full nelson!
John Uldwall's normally a lot stronger than Jacob Idol, but right now he's in a weakened state, and Jacob Idol's position gives him a lot of leverage. Jerry Rogers asks him if he wants to give it up, but John Uldwall's hanging in there, for now. Blade comes in to free him, but Jack Norman comes in and cuts him off, and Jerry Rogers comes in to order them both to leave. Jack Norman didn't want John Uldwall getting saved; if the Wrecking Crew go out in this match, that'll be one less team in contention for the number one contenders' spot!
Jerry Rogers turns back to John Uldwall, but he's still not ready to give it up; in fact, his legs are thumping on the mat as he begins to get worked up for a second wind! His arms start trembling in the full nelson... and in a flash of power, he breaks the full nelson, then reaches down and breaks the bodyscissors! Jacob Idol gets to his feet, and stomps and pounds on John Uldwall as he gets up, but John Uldwall absorbs the blows, then blocks a punch from Jacob Idol and returns fire with a big right hand of his own! He hammers Jacob Idol with a few big punches, then whips him into the ropes, and goes for a backdrop, but his abdomen is hurt, and he has a hard time getting Jacob Idol up! Jacob Idol shifts his position and grabs Uldwall's head, and pulls him down into a DDT!!
The crowd boos, but John Uldwall may be on his last legs here. Jacob Idol tags in Rob Solomon, and Solomon stomps away at John Uldwall's stomach a few times, then pulls him up and whips him into the ropes. John Uldwall staggers out, unable even to move quickly, and Rob Solomon knocks him down like a big tree with a spinning leg lariat! John Uldwall's down, and Rob Solomon stands over him with a smirk, then yells "WHO'S BROKEN DOWN NOW, YOU JUICED-UP PIECE OF SHIT!?" as he slaps him in the face repeatedly! It may not be smart to make John Uldwall mad, and he starts getting up, powered by anger, but Rob Solomon folds him over with a martial arts kick to the midsection, then hooks him in an abdominal stretch! John Uldwall roars in pain; this was the last thing he wanted right now!
Jerry Rogers goes over to check on John Uldwall, and he's still not giving up; he won't give up easily. But while Jerry Rogers is checking, Rob Solomon grabs the top rope for leverage! Blade, unable to tolerate this outrage, charges into the ring, but Jerry Rogers turns to usher him back to his corner, and that only allows Rob Solomon to continue cheating, using the ropes for unfair leverage! Jerry Rogers turns back around after dealing with Blade, and Rob Solomon releases the top rope just in time to avoid being caught. He's had a lot of practice at this. Jerry Rogers asks him about the shaking top rope, and Jacob Idol smacks the top rope halfheartedly in a cheap attempt to explain it. Jerry Rogers seems to buy that, and when he leans in to ask John Uldwall if he's still in the match, Rob Solomon grabs the top rope again!
Jerry Rogers is obviously a useless shmuck... but Darren Michaels comes in from the side and kicks Rob Solomon's arm, to a huge round of cheers from the crowd! He has no interest in saving John Uldwall, but he couldn't stand to see this sort of blatant cheating! And John Uldwall seizes the moment to break the abdominal stretch with a hiptoss! Jerry Rogers turns to warn Darren Michaels and escort him back to his corner, but John Uldwall backs into the ropes to charge Rob Solomon as he gets up... but Jasmina Chastity trips him from the outside, and he staggers into a LARIAT!! And Jerry Rogers was busy escorting Darren Michaels back to his corner, so he didn't see a damn thing!
Rob Solomon tags in Jacob Idol, but Blade looks like he's seen all he can stand, and he jumps down from the apron and charges Jasmina Chastity! Jasmina screams and runs into the ring, desperate to get away from Blade, and Jerry Rogers turns to her and Blade to try to settle them down. But as they do, Rob Solomon reaches into the pocket of his blue jeans, pulls out a chain, and throws it to Jacob Idol! Jacob Idol wraps the chain around his fist and takes a swing at John Uldwall as he gets up... but John Uldwall blocks! He kicks Jacob Idol in the crotch, then grabs the chain, wraps it around his own fist, draws back, and NAILS Jacob Idol with a chain-loaded haymaker... but Jerry Rogers turned around just in time to see it, and he calls for the bell!! Damn it!! What a miscarriage of justice!
----- x Idol beat Uldwall via disqualification in 0:19:01
Nearly twenty minutes into this hard-fought, all-important match, and the Wrecking Crew is out... but John Uldwall's in an uncontrollable rage! He rushes Rob Solomon and knocks him off of the apron with a shot from the chain as well! Darren Michaels comes in to try and calm him down, and he narrowly dodges a loaded punch as well! Finally, Blade grabs his partner and pulls him out of the ring, and the Wrecking Crew's leaving.
But back in the ring, Jacob Idol's down, possibly out cold, and busted wide open from that devestating shot... and now big Jack Norman's coming in to replace the departed Wrecking Crew! He smiles down at Jacob Idol, then goes for the cover, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THRE... Shoulder up at two and nine-tenths!! Somehow, Jacob Idol is still clinging to life! Jack Norman looks down at him, shrugs, and leisurely drops an elbow on him, then pulls him up over a shoulder and charges toward a set of turnbuckles, trying to drop him with a Snake Eyes, but Jacob Idol slips out behind him and shoves him chest-first into the turnbuckle! Jack Norman staggers back, and Jacob Idol rolls him up, hooking the back of his pants for leverage! Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two and a half by big Jack!
Jack Norman gets up first after that; Jacob Idol is still nearly out, and now Jack Norman's mad. He pulls Jacob Idol up and knees him in the midsection, then puts him in a standing headscissors and lifts... POWER BOMB!! Jacob Idol lands flattened like a pancake on the mat, and Jasmina Chastity cries out in distress, but Jack Norman's not done! He draws a thumb across his throat, then pulls Jacob Idol up by the throat, lifts him, and drives him down with the CHOKESLAM!! That's it, the Hammer of the Gods is DONE! It'll be Hell's Bikers and the Tough Customers facing off for the number one contenders' spot! Jack Norman goes for the cover, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Rob Solomon comes in for the save, Butch Manson steps in front to block, and Rob Solomon hits Butch Manson with a dropkick that makes him stumble back and fall on top of the pin, breaking it up!
Jack Norman gets up, and Butch Manson starts to return to his corner, but Jack Norman's arguing with him! Butch Manson stands there and jaws back at his partner... but behind them, Rob Solomon drags Jacob Idol to his corner, then tags himself in! Jack Norman finally gives up the argument and tags in Butch Manson, who comes in just in time to get blindsided by Rob Solomon! Solomon hammers him with a pair of right hands, ducks a swing from Butch Manson, then steps back and shuffles forward to give him a savate kick to the chin! Butch Manson staggers back into the ropes, and when he comes off Rob Solomon jumps up and takes him down with a Frankensteiner! He cradles the legs for the cover, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two and a half by Butch Manson!
Rob Solomon gets up and goes to the Tough Customers' corner, then tags in Bass Rogers. He's still not feeling too well after being hit with the chain earlier, it would seem, and he's looking to recover... but Bass Rogers puts a stop to that plan by blasting Rob Solomon with a huge punch in return for the tag! Butch Manson gets up, expecting a fight with Rob Solomon, but he recoils a bit when he sees that it's Bass Rogers instead who's advancing on him. Butch Manson finds his bluster again and punches Bass Rogers in the face, but Bass Rogers roars loudly and punches him right back! Butch Manson is sent reeling, and Bass Rogers grabs him and whips him to the empty corner, then charges in after him and squishes him with an avalanche! Butch Manson staggers out, and Bass Rogers grabs him, then flings him to the mat with a belly-to-belly suplex!
Bass Rogers pulls Butch Manson up to continue the abuse, but Butch Manson catches him with an elbow to the gut, then crawls to his corner and makes the tag to Jack Norman. Bass Rogers sees Jack Norman coming in, and goes into a battle stance... but then he gets an idea, and he reaches over and tags in Jacob Idol, who's slumped against the ropes, still a wreck from the beating he took earlier! Jacob Idol looks up with an expression of shock and dismay on his blood-drenched face, and Bass Rogers laughs loudly, then grabs him by the hair and flings him into the ring at Jack Norman's feet!
Jacob Idol looks up at Jack Norman, and he gets to his hands and knees, begging for mercy! But Jack Norman doesn't want to give him any; he wants to finish what he started earlier! He hammers Jacob Idol with a punch, then scoops him up and brings him down on a knee with a backbreaker! Jacob Idol is writhing in pain on the mat, and Jack Norman hauls him up roughly by the hair, then grabs his arm and pulls him into a short clothesline! Jacob Idol is down, and Jack Norman goes over to the empty corner and takes off the padding of the top turnbuckle! He pulls Jacob Idol up and whips him towards the turnbuckle... but Jacob Idol reverses! Jack Norman crashes back-first into the exposed turnbuckle bolt, then staggers out... and Jacob Idol dropkicks him in the knee!
Jack Norman goes down to one knee, but he gets up before Jacob Idol anyway, and charges him with a big boot! But Jacob Idol grabs his foot and takes him down by it, then grabs the other one, steps through, and puts on a SCORPION DEATHLOCK!! A bloody, triumphant smile crosses his face as Jack Norman struggles in the scorpion deathlock, and now Jack Norman must begin trying to fight his way to the ropes! He's a powerful man, but he may have hurt his back when he hit the exposed turnbuckle bolt, and that may be slowing him down a bit. Still, he grimaces through the pain and effort and pulls himself to the ropes inch by inch, and eventually he makes it! Jerry Rogers orders Jacob Idol to release the hold, and he reluctantly does so at the four count!
Jack Norman just broke the scorpion deathlock, and he quickly scrambles to his feet! He's heading to his corner to try to tag in Butch Manson... but Jasmina Chastity goes over and tugs on Butch Manson's ankle! She doesn't hurt him or pull him off of the apron, but he jumps down to advance on her, wagging his finger and threatening her... and he's not there for the tag as Jack Norman gets to his corner! Jack Norman turns around... but Jacob Idol just crawled to his corner and tagged in Rob Solomon, who knocks Jack Norman back-first into his corner! Rob Solomon grabs him and whips him to the other side, just before Butch Manson can get back up on the apron... and again, Jack Norman hits the exposed turnbuckle bolt! He staggers out... INTO A LARIAT!! Rob Solomon just flattened the big man with one of his explosive lariats!
Jack Norman's down and weakened, and Rob Solomon pulls him into the middle of the ring by the legs, and now he applies a scorpion deathlock!! This time, Jack Norman may not have the energy to make it all the way to the ropes! He might have to tap out! He's struggling again, but he's in a lot of pain, and he's fading fast. He looks up at Butch Manson, and with a weak, trembling arm he points out at the cooler by the timekeeper's table, where he put his spare candy bar earlier! Butch Manson stares at him strangely, then hops off of the apron, gets into the cooler, and grabs the Three Musketeers candy bar inside. He slides it in the ring to Jack Norman, even though he seems to think it's a dumb thing to do... and Jack Norman unwraps the candy bar and wolfs it down!
Nobody knows quite what to make of Jack Norman's strange behavior... but now he plants his hands firmly on the mat, and bellows out an earth-shaking roar of inner fury! He begins pressing up, trying to power out of the scorpion deathlock, and with a burst of inhuman strength, he quickly breaks the hold! Rob Solomon kicks him in the face as he gets up... but with no effect! He gives him a kick to the midsection, and Jack Norman doesn't acknowledge that either! He tries to throw a punch, but Jack Norman absorbs that, then backs into the ropes, runs forward, and nearly decapitates Rob Solomon with a big boot! Jack Norman roars again and beats his chest, then makes the tag to Butch Manson, as Rob Solomon rolls over and tags in Jacob Idol!
Butch Manson comes in and hammers away at Jacob Idol's bloody face with a few punches, then pulls him close and gnaws at his bleeding forehead. Jacob Idol struggles, and Butch Manson releases the bite and smiles wildly, then spits Jacob Idol's blood back into his face! Jacob Idol is reeling with pain, clutching his face, and Butch Manson scoops him up, then bodyslams him to the canvas! He goes to the empty corner... and he's going up to the top turnbuckle! He's facing the crowd, looking for his moonsault... but he slips! He falls groin-first onto the turnbuckle... and that's the exposed steel turnbuckle bolt!! Butch Manson just botched the moonsault for a second time today, and it may have just emasculated him on that turnbuckle bolt!
Butch Manson lets out a high-pitched howl of pure agony, and Jacob Idol pulls himself up behind him! He climbs up behind Butch Manson slowly and wearily, then hooks him and falls back for the IDOLIZER!! That's his killer move, the top-rope inverted DDT, and nobody gets up from that! They're both down on the mat after that move, but Jacob Idol throws an arm over Butch Manson!! Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! Jack Norman rushed in to attempt a save, but Rob Solomon dove and clipped his legs to cut him off! Jacob Idol just beat Butch Manson!
----- x Idol beat B. Manson via the Idolizer in 0:32:43
Jacob Idol pulls himself wearily to his feet, raising his hands in victory as a triumphant smile spreads across his blood-covered face... but Darren Michaels rushes in and mows him down with a clothesline! The crowd explodes into cheers, and Darren Michaels pulls Jacob Idol up, then whips him back-first into the corner, right into the exposed turnbuckle bolt! Jacob Idol howls in pain and slumps in the corner, and Darren Michaels comes in and climbs to the second turnbuckle, then hammers him with repeated punches, as the crowd counts along to ten!
Jacob Idol tries to stagger out of the corner, but instead he just collapses face-first to the mat. Darren Michaels draws his arm back as if to pass a football, then points out to the crowd... he's signalling for the Long Bomb! He goes up to one of the top turnbuckles, and the crowd goes into a frenzy as he prepares to spring at Jacob Idol! Jacob Idol starts to sit up, weary and battered... but even in his condition, he sees Darren Michaels at the top turnbuckle, realizes what's going on, and rolls out of the ring without getting up! The crowd boos, and it looks like Jacob Idol just dodged the Long Bomb... but Dean Sanders grabs Jacob Idol on the outside of the ring and rolls him back in!
Jacob Idol gets up and turns to argue with Dean Sanders, but Darren Michaels comes up from behind him and grabs him! He starts to lift, but Jacob Idol grabs the ropes tightly to block, then brings his foot up between Darren's legs! Darren Michaels staggers back, doubled over, and falls to the mat, and Jacob Idol stumbles and falls into his corner, tagging in Rob Solomon. Rob Solomon comes in, seeming ready to fight, but Darren Michaels rolls over to his corner and tags in Bass Rogers! Rob Solomon looks less eager for this battle, but he sucks it up and charges with a lariat... and Bass Rogers meets him in the middle of the ring with a lariat of his own! Bass Rogers staggers back and falls to one knee, but Rob Solomon goes down hard!
Bass Rogers gets up and clobbers Rob Solomon with a few right hands, then whips him into a corner and charges in with an avalanche, smashing Rob Solomon against the turnbuckles! He forgot to whip him into the exposed turnbuckle bolt, if that was his aim, but Rob Solomon doesn't look too thankful for that small favor as he staggers out into a belly-to-belly suplex from Bass Rogers! He crashes hard to the mat, and Bass Rogers backs up, then charges forward and comes down on Rob Solomon with a BIG SPLASH!! Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Shoulder up at two and a half by Rob Solomon!
Bass Rogers pulls Rob Solomon up, then presses him high above his head with a Gorilla Press!! He flings him to the mat, and Rob Solomon starts getting up, so Bass Rogers rushes forward and nails him with a big clothesline! Rob Solomon's down, and Bass Rogers pulls him up from behind, then brings him down on his shoulders and neck with a belly-to-back suplex! He's just dismantling Rob Solomon, and now he tags in Darren Michaels to continue the abuse!
Darren Michaels comes in and picks Rob Solomon up, then gives him an inverted atomic drop. But instead of releasing him, he keeps his hold, then flings Rob Solomon down with a belly-to-belly suplex! Rob Solomon's starting to get up, and Darren Michaels pulls him into a standing headscissors and lifts... POWER BOMB!! He covers, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Kickout at two and three-quarters by Rob Solomon! Darren Michaels pantomimes the football pass again, then goes up to the top turnbuckle... he's looking for the Long Bomb again! Rob Solomon gets up groggily, despite Jacob Idol's warnings from the apron, and Darren Michaels leaps off for the LONG BOMB... no, LARIAT!! Rob Solomon just tore Darren Michaels out of the sky with that huge lariat!!
But he also may have hurt his arm in the process; he's thrashing around and screaming in pain, clutching his lariat arm to his side! His arm may be broken! He manages to flop to his corner, and he tags in Jacob Idol, and Darren Michaels weakly reaches out and tags in Bass Rogers. Jerry Rogers turns to help Rob Solomon, and Jacob Idol's in no hurry to get into the ring! He steps off the apron, and Bass Rogers snarls in contempt, then climbs out of the ring to go after him! Jacob Idol grabs a steel chair, but Bass Rogers charges forward, undaunted. Jacob Idol gives him a crashing blow from the chair, but Bass Rogers just staggers back a step, shakes his head, and yells "GIMME ANOTHER!" Jacob Idol takes another swing at him... but this time, Bass Rogers headbutts the chair back into his face! DAMN!!
Bass Rogers goes down to one knee, shaking his head, and it looks like he's been busted open. But Jacob Idol is down on the floor, prone and motionless, and his face is a crimson mask. Bass Rogers rolls him back into the ring, then climbs in after him and goes for the cover. He has him covered, and he has him beat... but our referee, Jerry Rogers, is on the outside of the ring with Rob Solomon, who's curled up on the floor with Jasmina Chastity and Jerry Rogers waving down some trainers! Rob Solomon may be hurt badly, but there's a match in progress, and Bass Rogers has Jacob Idol pinned! Dean Sanders calls his attention to the pin, and Jerry Rogers slides into the ring and makes the count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Shoulder up at two and three-quarters! Somehow, that delay gave Jacob Idol time to recover!
Bass Rogers glares down at Jacob Idol, then drags him into the center of the ring and points to the ceiling. He's signalling for the Moonsault, and if he hits it Jerry Rogers can count to a hundred, because this match WILL be over! But on the outside of the ring, Rob Solomon just popped up and shrugged off the trainers surrounding him, and he charges an unsuspecting Dean Sanders and creams him with a lariat! What the hell!? He smiles and pats his lariat arm affectionately... he wasn't hurt at all! He was faking the whole time, trying to buy his partner some time! Bass Rogers turns to Rob Solomon with a snarl of rage, leaning over the ropes to threaten him... and Rob Solomon jumps up on the apron and pulls him throat-first across the top rope! He staggers back, clutching at his throat... and Jacob Idol gets up behind him, then grabs him and pulls him into an INVERTED DDT!! He goes for the pin, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Shoulder up at two and a half!
Jacob Idol stares down at Bass Rogers in disbelief, then begins going to the top turnbuckle. He could be looking for the Moonsault Bodyblock to put this one away! Bass Rogers gets up, looking a little groggy, and Jacob Idol takes his leap! MOONSAULT BODYBLOCK!! It connects! But Bass Rogers catches him out of the air! He caught Jacob Idol over a shoulder, and he takes a running start for a powerslam, but Jacob Idol squirms out behind him and pulls him back into a second INVERTED DDT!! Jacob Idol crawls across him for the cover, Rob Solomon moves to cut off Darren Michaels, and Jerry Rogers goes down to count, not noticing as Jasmina Chastity reaches into the ring and holds Bass Rogers's ankles... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! DAMN IT!! The Hammer of the Gods are the number one contenders, but they STOLE this match with more cheap shots and illegal tactics than you can count!!
Number
One Contenders' Match:
The Hammer of the Gods (Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon) defeated
Hell's Bikers (Jack Norman and Butch Manson), The Tough
Customers, and The Wrecking Crew:
----- x Idol beat Uldwall via disqualification in 0:19:01
----- x Idol beat B. Manson via the Idolizer in 0:32:43
----- x Idol beat B. Rogers via an inverted DDT in 0:48:59
Rating: ***
Jacob Idol rolls out of the ring and begins retreating up the aisle with Rob Solomon and Jasmina Chastity, and Darren Michaels makes it into the ring to check on Bass Rogers, as Dean Sanders pulls himself up to join them in the ring. Bloody, battered, and smiling, Jacob Idol stops to taunt the Tough Customers, then grabs Jasmina Chastity and pulls her very much against her will into a bloody, gore-soaked kiss. But inside the ring, Bass Rogers pops up with an enraged bellow, and Jacob Idol cuts his celebration short to flee backstage with Rob Solomon and Jasmina Chastity. They just robbed three deserving teams of the number-one contenders' spot, but what goes around will most certainly come around the next time they're in the ring with one of those tag teams.
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