The AWF Presents: Prestige 55 - LIVE from San Diego, CA!
Jul 25, 2020 16:08:10 GMT -5
via mobile
Mongo the Destroyer, Kira Izumi, and 5 more like this
Post by MYŌJIN on Jul 25, 2020 16:08:10 GMT -5
Ascension Wrestling Federation Presents:
Live at Pechanga Arena
(San Diego, California)
(25th July 2020)
Attendance: 0
The camera view pans toward the commentary duo, Taylor and Romano sitting at their announcing table.
Taylor: Welcome, everyone, back to AWF! The first Prestige after Beach Blast!
Romano: And the last Prestige before the XHF’s grandest global event, Night of Champions. Where Seth Dillinger will be facing the challenger to the Prestige title, Vincent Draven, in a cage match!
The Night of Champions graphics for Seth Dillinger versus Vincent Draven appear.
Taylor: Not only that but Ryan Young and Rat Bastard- two of AWF’s finest- will be in the main event, fighting for the X*Crown in a multi-man match fitting for the biggest event of the year! Will Rat become the first every three-time X*Crown Champion? Or will Ryan win the X*Crown for the very first time? Will either of them win that match filled with XHF’s finest? Tune in to find out!
The graphics show the many participants in NOC’s main event, mainly highlighting Young and Rat.
Romano: But let’s not get too off track, before that we have a hot lineup of matches to go!
Taylor: Starting off with a bang, the opener match is a four-way between are newest signings! Hades versus Jeffrey Daniels versus Jason Kross versus Leon Skies-! Gah, that was a tongue twister...
The four competitors appear as the graphics transition to them.
Taylor: Next up- a tag team match between the Age of the Fall versus the ReVenants!
Romano: The ReVenants have been making their mark on AWF as singles competitors, but will Age of the Fall’s tag team debut be too much for them to handle?
Taylor: We’ll surely find out!
The graphics then go to showing both tag teams. Maria Banks and Remy Ordox versus Rob Garcia and Keith Williams.
Taylor: And the penultimate match of the night! Adam Sanders looking to recover from the loss he took at Beach Blast and to face a dangerous, unpredictable foe such as Alexander Shaw!
Romano: Shaw has made it clear he isn’t here to play around. It’ll be definitely an exciting match to see the outcome of.
Both wrestlers for the singles match are shown.
Taylor: And last but not least, a definite must-see! A champion versus champion match!
Romano: Bloodied Fox, the newly crowned United States champion versus Neo James Carner, the newly crowned Phoenix champion!
Taylor: Undoubtedly going to be an amazing match to witness, Cassius!
Romano: I have to agree.
Taylor: Also, I’m getting word that the first match is about to begin!
Romano: Time for the show to start!
The arena goes dark. "Dead Army" by Pieces of Eden plays. Then the ramp is illuminated by flame torches which serve as the only light for people to watch Hades walking down the ramp. He walks slowly never looking at the crowd, never looking back and as he walks pass by one of the torches, its light goes out.
Once in the ring a set of pyros fall to the ring bathing the wrestler in "fire" and the arena is slowly lit back up. It takes the whole song to complete the Entrance.
Taylor: What a big entrance and what a man this is.
Romano: He is Hades and don't call him a man. To him, he's a god and nothing less.
"I JUST SAID UP YOURS, BABY!"
Electric Head Part 2 by White Zombie rips out over the PA system as Jeffrey Daniels jogs out of the back and hits a pose at the top of the entrance. He jogs to the ring, springboards off the top rope to enter, lands rolling and comes up hitting another pose.
Taylor: Jeffrey Daniels! A fearsome warrior as we have seen in Beach Blast!
Romano: And he has another chance to show himself here tonight.
“Falling Away From Me” by Korn plays as Jason Kross and Sally come out from the back to cheers from the audience. Sally holds her father’s hand while Jason keeps a stern look on his face, trying to show he is ready for the battle ahead. Kross high fives a couple of people going down while Sally is too sheepish to really acknowledge anybody. Kross walks Sally to her assigned corner and tells her to stay there no matter what before getting in the ring and stretching.
Taylor: Jason Kross is one of the newest member's of AWF's surge. Where many companies are laying off their employees, AWF is continuing to hire!
Romano: And this is the land of opportunity. He has big aspirations. Can he reach them?
The lights turn to deep blues, purples, and greens as the signature riff of his entrance music plays. At times the lights while taking strobe effect following the stagged riffs of the guitar. For about ten seconds the stage stays empty.
When Leon is finally revealed he is kneeling with his back to the crowd, and one arm over his knee. He pauses and slowly stands with his back still the crowd, and then spins both his arms extended out eagle spread from his body his palms facing in front of him as if he is showing himself to the crowd.
"No Time to Hide!"
Blares on the speakers as Leon makes his way down the ring. A bit of a pep in his step as head rocks to the heavy metal riff. He'll take a moment at times to pause and give a few fans a high five. Otherwise, as he moves down he'll work his way to the right of the ring instead of entering it right away. Climbing on the Apron, and working to climb up to the far turnbuckle. One foot on the top while the other is on the second rope.
"I've Waited All My Life to get out of the trenches!"
The song blares around him and once more his hands extend outward, as he presents himself to the audience again. His right arm drops and his left raises in a fist above him for a couple of seconds. Then climbing the rest of the way into the ring and down from the turnbuckle he repeats the same on the opposite.
Taylor: Leon Skies has done very well for himself since his intro at Beach Blast, and he has some serious chances to prove himself here tonight.
Romano: He speaks very well of his opponents and is bringing the wholesome aspect of AWF to life. I love it!
Four-Way Match
Hades vs Jeffrey Daniels vs Jason Kross vs Leon Skies
The bell rings and all four competitors are keeping a close eye on one another. Most matches begin with the competitors circling around the ring and colliding with one another, but this isn't the case. Here with four men, everyone's more cautious and you can't approach one another without expecting bodies to fly. There is one notable exception, however. That man - or rather, god is Hades. Feeling himself omnipotent, he instantly runs full force to the wrestler diametrically oppose him, Jason Kross! Most large men are slow. Not Hades. With all this being said, Kross manages just barely to duck the move. He bends back straight forward and turns around, where he sees the point of Hades' elbow - STRAIGHT to the face! Most people stagger back but with the strength of Hades, Kross slams back to the mat.
Taylor: What a blow!
Romano: Now look. The other two are invigorated. The time has come for fists to fly!
The first blow has been struck and this is the cue for Leon Skies and Jeffrey Daniels to be laying their blows. They both lay fists and even cause the big man to be covering his face, even squatting a little. They seem to get the big man down. However, it looks like Hades is able to retaliate. With a great amount of force, he pushes the two men off of him and both of them land onto their back. With a roar, Hades displays his sheer dominance! After a moment, he decides to go back onto the offense. He moves to Leon Skies and bends over to pick him up, but Daniels throws a foot forward and strikes him in the face! The big man lets go and circles around. That's where Jason Kross is, straight off the ground and flying over to him. Boom! Flying spinning forearm! Hades takes EVERY bit of that! He's barely on his feet. He thinks he's out of the woods then SUPERKICK! The signature move straight from Jeffrey Daniels hits! He tumbles and... the big man falls! The ring nearly QUAKES!
Taylor: and FINALLY - Hades actually shows some weakness! What a signature move from Daniels too!
Romano: He doesn't have any sort of glitz or glam with that move too. A lot of wrestlers worry so much about the NAME of the move, they forget to actually learn how to perform it right. Clearly, Daniels has.
Jeffrey Daniels goes to try to sneak in a quick pin, but Leon Skies isn't going to let him do that. Leon quickly surprises him out of nowhere and takes him down with a back breaker. Meanwhile, Hades gets up from the mat. He gets up and even with a mask covering his face, it's quite clear that he's not happy. There's one other person not currently in battle and that made is Jason Kross. He notices that and his eyes begin to grow wide. Kross actually high tails it and turns around. There actually begins to be a chase. Kross runs toward the turnbuckle. As he approaches that, he jumps to the top, turns around and DROP KICKS HADES! ...It does nothing. Hades takes the moment to pick up Jason Kross... POWERBOMB! He goes for the pin count. Junior Referee Steve Tyrell takes the pin count:
...One!
...Two!
...Leon Skies breaks up the pin count!
Taylor: Great timing by Leon.
Romano: With the inhuman kind of tactics brought forth by Hades, I feel that every single wrestler here ought to really think twice about how they move forward here. This won't be an easy match for anyone.
Leon Skies looks down to Hades, who turns his head back with such prejudice. He slowly shakes his head, letting Leon knows that he made such a mistake. Leon's eyes go wide as he gets up and quickly gets ahold of him by the THROAT. He lifts up Leon up high and midair converts what would look like a chokeslam to a powerbomb. He goes to slam down - AND LEON REVERSES THE MOVE TO A DDT! IF THERE WAS A CROWD HERE, IT WOULD GO WILD! HADES ACTUALLY LOOKS LIKE IT FELT IT! Leon Skies flips over and gets up to his knees. He whips his hair so the strands wouldn't block his eyes... and gets a bulldog right back to the mat! Who was it? Who else but Jeffrey Daniels!? He goes for the pin, and no one's up to save him! The referee slides for the fateful pin count:
...One!
...Two!
...Three!
NO!
Taylor: Which came first? The kick out or the three count!?
Romano: Well the referee is saying the kick out happened, so the match is still on!
Jeffrey Daniels gets up and instantly gets right up in the face of Junior Referee Steve Tyrell. The pin count was a three count! However, his anger is short lived as the fallen men in the ring rise to their feet. And by men, that also includes the self proclaimed reincarnated god, Hades. RITUAL STEP #1 - BIG BOOT! Daniels goes down! Hades wastes time for no Ritual Step #2 - SPINEBUSTER TO THE CORNER! The breath escapes from within Daniels' lungs. Now Inverted Atomic Drop which is RITUAL STEP #3! Jeff Daniels has had enough but there's one more step. DESCEND! BURNING HAMMER! HADES HAS DONE IT! But then - WHAT'S THIS!? Jason Kross is up on the top of the turnbuckle! Hades senses something and turns around. Jump and a MODIFIED SPINNING FISHERMAN'S NECKBREAKER! CRUCIFIXTION! HE HAS DONE IT! HE GOES FOR THE PIN!
...One!
...Two!
...THREE!
The bell rings.
Jessie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, your WINNERS OF THE MATCH!
Taylor: ...Did she say winners, like plura-?
Romano: Shhhh!
Jessie Love: JASON KROSS AND LEON SKIES!
Taylor: What?!
Romano: Dang it, Tommy. LOOK!
The match goes for an automatic reply as shown on the screen where as Jason Kross goes for the cover, Leon Skies also makes the cover over Jeffrey Daniels at the very corner of the camera screen. Steve Tyrell makes the cover to count for both.
Taylor: Did the referee really just count this match for both!?
Romano: That he did, and now two people can walk out of this match with their heads held high!
Live at Pechanga Arena
(San Diego, California)
(25th July 2020)
Attendance: 0
The camera view pans toward the commentary duo, Taylor and Romano sitting at their announcing table.
Taylor: Welcome, everyone, back to AWF! The first Prestige after Beach Blast!
Romano: And the last Prestige before the XHF’s grandest global event, Night of Champions. Where Seth Dillinger will be facing the challenger to the Prestige title, Vincent Draven, in a cage match!
The Night of Champions graphics for Seth Dillinger versus Vincent Draven appear.
Taylor: Not only that but Ryan Young and Rat Bastard- two of AWF’s finest- will be in the main event, fighting for the X*Crown in a multi-man match fitting for the biggest event of the year! Will Rat become the first every three-time X*Crown Champion? Or will Ryan win the X*Crown for the very first time? Will either of them win that match filled with XHF’s finest? Tune in to find out!
The graphics show the many participants in NOC’s main event, mainly highlighting Young and Rat.
Romano: But let’s not get too off track, before that we have a hot lineup of matches to go!
Taylor: Starting off with a bang, the opener match is a four-way between are newest signings! Hades versus Jeffrey Daniels versus Jason Kross versus Leon Skies-! Gah, that was a tongue twister...
The four competitors appear as the graphics transition to them.
Taylor: Next up- a tag team match between the Age of the Fall versus the ReVenants!
Romano: The ReVenants have been making their mark on AWF as singles competitors, but will Age of the Fall’s tag team debut be too much for them to handle?
Taylor: We’ll surely find out!
The graphics then go to showing both tag teams. Maria Banks and Remy Ordox versus Rob Garcia and Keith Williams.
Taylor: And the penultimate match of the night! Adam Sanders looking to recover from the loss he took at Beach Blast and to face a dangerous, unpredictable foe such as Alexander Shaw!
Romano: Shaw has made it clear he isn’t here to play around. It’ll be definitely an exciting match to see the outcome of.
Both wrestlers for the singles match are shown.
Taylor: And last but not least, a definite must-see! A champion versus champion match!
Romano: Bloodied Fox, the newly crowned United States champion versus Neo James Carner, the newly crowned Phoenix champion!
Taylor: Undoubtedly going to be an amazing match to witness, Cassius!
Romano: I have to agree.
Taylor: Also, I’m getting word that the first match is about to begin!
Romano: Time for the show to start!
The arena goes dark. "Dead Army" by Pieces of Eden plays. Then the ramp is illuminated by flame torches which serve as the only light for people to watch Hades walking down the ramp. He walks slowly never looking at the crowd, never looking back and as he walks pass by one of the torches, its light goes out.
Once in the ring a set of pyros fall to the ring bathing the wrestler in "fire" and the arena is slowly lit back up. It takes the whole song to complete the Entrance.
Taylor: What a big entrance and what a man this is.
Romano: He is Hades and don't call him a man. To him, he's a god and nothing less.
"I JUST SAID UP YOURS, BABY!"
Electric Head Part 2 by White Zombie rips out over the PA system as Jeffrey Daniels jogs out of the back and hits a pose at the top of the entrance. He jogs to the ring, springboards off the top rope to enter, lands rolling and comes up hitting another pose.
Taylor: Jeffrey Daniels! A fearsome warrior as we have seen in Beach Blast!
Romano: And he has another chance to show himself here tonight.
“Falling Away From Me” by Korn plays as Jason Kross and Sally come out from the back to cheers from the audience. Sally holds her father’s hand while Jason keeps a stern look on his face, trying to show he is ready for the battle ahead. Kross high fives a couple of people going down while Sally is too sheepish to really acknowledge anybody. Kross walks Sally to her assigned corner and tells her to stay there no matter what before getting in the ring and stretching.
Taylor: Jason Kross is one of the newest member's of AWF's surge. Where many companies are laying off their employees, AWF is continuing to hire!
Romano: And this is the land of opportunity. He has big aspirations. Can he reach them?
The lights turn to deep blues, purples, and greens as the signature riff of his entrance music plays. At times the lights while taking strobe effect following the stagged riffs of the guitar. For about ten seconds the stage stays empty.
When Leon is finally revealed he is kneeling with his back to the crowd, and one arm over his knee. He pauses and slowly stands with his back still the crowd, and then spins both his arms extended out eagle spread from his body his palms facing in front of him as if he is showing himself to the crowd.
"No Time to Hide!"
Blares on the speakers as Leon makes his way down the ring. A bit of a pep in his step as head rocks to the heavy metal riff. He'll take a moment at times to pause and give a few fans a high five. Otherwise, as he moves down he'll work his way to the right of the ring instead of entering it right away. Climbing on the Apron, and working to climb up to the far turnbuckle. One foot on the top while the other is on the second rope.
"I've Waited All My Life to get out of the trenches!"
The song blares around him and once more his hands extend outward, as he presents himself to the audience again. His right arm drops and his left raises in a fist above him for a couple of seconds. Then climbing the rest of the way into the ring and down from the turnbuckle he repeats the same on the opposite.
Taylor: Leon Skies has done very well for himself since his intro at Beach Blast, and he has some serious chances to prove himself here tonight.
Romano: He speaks very well of his opponents and is bringing the wholesome aspect of AWF to life. I love it!
Four-Way Match
Hades vs Jeffrey Daniels vs Jason Kross vs Leon Skies
The bell rings and all four competitors are keeping a close eye on one another. Most matches begin with the competitors circling around the ring and colliding with one another, but this isn't the case. Here with four men, everyone's more cautious and you can't approach one another without expecting bodies to fly. There is one notable exception, however. That man - or rather, god is Hades. Feeling himself omnipotent, he instantly runs full force to the wrestler diametrically oppose him, Jason Kross! Most large men are slow. Not Hades. With all this being said, Kross manages just barely to duck the move. He bends back straight forward and turns around, where he sees the point of Hades' elbow - STRAIGHT to the face! Most people stagger back but with the strength of Hades, Kross slams back to the mat.
Taylor: What a blow!
Romano: Now look. The other two are invigorated. The time has come for fists to fly!
The first blow has been struck and this is the cue for Leon Skies and Jeffrey Daniels to be laying their blows. They both lay fists and even cause the big man to be covering his face, even squatting a little. They seem to get the big man down. However, it looks like Hades is able to retaliate. With a great amount of force, he pushes the two men off of him and both of them land onto their back. With a roar, Hades displays his sheer dominance! After a moment, he decides to go back onto the offense. He moves to Leon Skies and bends over to pick him up, but Daniels throws a foot forward and strikes him in the face! The big man lets go and circles around. That's where Jason Kross is, straight off the ground and flying over to him. Boom! Flying spinning forearm! Hades takes EVERY bit of that! He's barely on his feet. He thinks he's out of the woods then SUPERKICK! The signature move straight from Jeffrey Daniels hits! He tumbles and... the big man falls! The ring nearly QUAKES!
Taylor: and FINALLY - Hades actually shows some weakness! What a signature move from Daniels too!
Romano: He doesn't have any sort of glitz or glam with that move too. A lot of wrestlers worry so much about the NAME of the move, they forget to actually learn how to perform it right. Clearly, Daniels has.
Jeffrey Daniels goes to try to sneak in a quick pin, but Leon Skies isn't going to let him do that. Leon quickly surprises him out of nowhere and takes him down with a back breaker. Meanwhile, Hades gets up from the mat. He gets up and even with a mask covering his face, it's quite clear that he's not happy. There's one other person not currently in battle and that made is Jason Kross. He notices that and his eyes begin to grow wide. Kross actually high tails it and turns around. There actually begins to be a chase. Kross runs toward the turnbuckle. As he approaches that, he jumps to the top, turns around and DROP KICKS HADES! ...It does nothing. Hades takes the moment to pick up Jason Kross... POWERBOMB! He goes for the pin count. Junior Referee Steve Tyrell takes the pin count:
...One!
...Two!
...Leon Skies breaks up the pin count!
Taylor: Great timing by Leon.
Romano: With the inhuman kind of tactics brought forth by Hades, I feel that every single wrestler here ought to really think twice about how they move forward here. This won't be an easy match for anyone.
Leon Skies looks down to Hades, who turns his head back with such prejudice. He slowly shakes his head, letting Leon knows that he made such a mistake. Leon's eyes go wide as he gets up and quickly gets ahold of him by the THROAT. He lifts up Leon up high and midair converts what would look like a chokeslam to a powerbomb. He goes to slam down - AND LEON REVERSES THE MOVE TO A DDT! IF THERE WAS A CROWD HERE, IT WOULD GO WILD! HADES ACTUALLY LOOKS LIKE IT FELT IT! Leon Skies flips over and gets up to his knees. He whips his hair so the strands wouldn't block his eyes... and gets a bulldog right back to the mat! Who was it? Who else but Jeffrey Daniels!? He goes for the pin, and no one's up to save him! The referee slides for the fateful pin count:
...One!
...Two!
...Three!
NO!
Taylor: Which came first? The kick out or the three count!?
Romano: Well the referee is saying the kick out happened, so the match is still on!
Jeffrey Daniels gets up and instantly gets right up in the face of Junior Referee Steve Tyrell. The pin count was a three count! However, his anger is short lived as the fallen men in the ring rise to their feet. And by men, that also includes the self proclaimed reincarnated god, Hades. RITUAL STEP #1 - BIG BOOT! Daniels goes down! Hades wastes time for no Ritual Step #2 - SPINEBUSTER TO THE CORNER! The breath escapes from within Daniels' lungs. Now Inverted Atomic Drop which is RITUAL STEP #3! Jeff Daniels has had enough but there's one more step. DESCEND! BURNING HAMMER! HADES HAS DONE IT! But then - WHAT'S THIS!? Jason Kross is up on the top of the turnbuckle! Hades senses something and turns around. Jump and a MODIFIED SPINNING FISHERMAN'S NECKBREAKER! CRUCIFIXTION! HE HAS DONE IT! HE GOES FOR THE PIN!
...One!
...Two!
...THREE!
The bell rings.
Jessie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, your WINNERS OF THE MATCH!
Taylor: ...Did she say winners, like plura-?
Romano: Shhhh!
Jessie Love: JASON KROSS AND LEON SKIES!
Taylor: What?!
Romano: Dang it, Tommy. LOOK!
The match goes for an automatic reply as shown on the screen where as Jason Kross goes for the cover, Leon Skies also makes the cover over Jeffrey Daniels at the very corner of the camera screen. Steve Tyrell makes the cover to count for both.
Taylor: Did the referee really just count this match for both!?
Romano: That he did, and now two people can walk out of this match with their heads held high!
Shown walking together backstage, Copycat and Terry Bradshaw continue an unheard conversation as they pass by unimportant lower tier staff members. Wrapped around the waist of Bradshaw is the AWF Around the Clock Championship, which can mean only one thing...
??: What did the five fingers say to the face?
Copycat and Bradshaw stop in their tracks with Copycat only being able to turn around partially.
Copycat: Huh?
With no time given to react, a steel chair comes crashing down on top of Copycat's skull. As the camera pans out it's Keith Williams who is holding the weapon. The AWF Around the Clock Champion stumbles around in a daze, trying desperately to avoid being taken off his feet. Bradshaw isn't any luckier as he's low blowed from behind by Keith.
Taylor: Ouch! I hope Bradshaw isn't planning to have any more illegitimate kids.
Romano: An athletic cup could have prevented that testicular damage.
The Paragon of Sleaze tosses the chair on the floor, grabbing Copycat and lifting him vertical momentarily before dropping him down on the chair head first with the From Japan With Hate!
KW rolls Copycat over onto his back and immediately hooks the leg for a pin.
Keith: Count it!
Steve Tyrell slides in and starts the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-
VOICE: I WON'T GO WITHOUT WRESTLING ANY LONGER!
Just then, a busty woman rushes through the hallway, with security hot on her tail. Keith lets go.
Keith: Maybe I'll give her a backstage tour.
With a grin, The Paragon of Sleeze rushes out the door, leaving Copycat barely with a belt in hand.
After the commercial break, the scene opens on a long hallway. In the middle of the hallway of this backstage area is a single T junction. On one end of the hall way is a plate of cookies. On the other is a grandfather clock with a sign taped to it saying, "TERRY BRADSHAW SUCKS! I'M BACK BAY BAY!" ... which is a REAL deep cut from the very beginnings of the Network era. There is also a doorway, closed, on the clock side of the hallway with ropes coming out from above the door to above the two items. We hear footsteps coming down the hall in the center. And upon reaching the T junction we see Copycat and Terry Bradshaw complete with the Around the Clock title.
Bradshaw: Listen Copycat you need to start carrying yourself like a champion. That means being lean and mean. So no more food for you! Gotta lose that paunch! And from now on I want you to scowl at everyone. Show off the title. Dare them to neuter you!
Copycat: But Mr. Bradshaw I don't wanna be neutered and I'm literally skin and bones! And my head still hurts from earlier!
Bradshaw: It's disgusting. No muscle. Not eating, no protein, that's how you build lean muscle! Hey... is that ....... CLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCK!!!!
Bradshaw takes off in a run and football tackles the clock. Copycat tries to argue but smells the cookies. The poor starving boy cannot resist. He ... well hobbles weakly to the cookies and starts slowly nibbling them with all his energy. Like a real weak hamster.
Cooycat: REAL CALORIES! *he coughs and drops his title on the floor as he eats*
Bradshaw: I WILL MURDERIZE YOU GRANDPA CLOCK!
Suddenly the door opens and out peaks Aiden Merric, he pulls the rope on the clock side and a cage drops over Bradshaw trapping him.
Bradshaw: I'VE BEEN HAD! DAMN YOU AMANDA MERRILL!
Aiden shakes his head and pulls the other rope. A ref falls from the ceiling ... tied up ... wow that got dark. Copycat looks up confused and then ... realizes. He turns around and Aiden just shrugs.
Aiden: Nah mate, finish the cookies. I ain't that bloody cruel.
Copycat is overjoyed!
Copycat: OH THANK YOU SIR! YOU ARE A HERO AMONGST MEN!
He devours the cookies. And upon finishing he falls to his back full and exhausted from the exertion. Aiden doesn't cover.
Aiden: You looked like you needed a win.
Bradshaw: PEE ON HIM COPYCAT! MURDER HIM! VOMIT UP THOSE COOKIES ONTO HIS SHOES!
Aiden turns and scowls at him. Copycat slowly crawls to his feet with tears in his eyes. He hugs Aiden ..... and then his eyes go wide. Aiden has stuck him in the butt with a horse tranquilizer dart.
Copycat: ... no ... not the sleepy.
Aiden: However ... I need to catch a LARGE Beastie. And to do a proper hunt ... I need the proper bait.
Copycat is almost asleep. Aiden could easily cover him ... instead ... he clotheslines his head off with Target Neutralized ... because he's a dick. He pins.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Referee: Your new Around the Clock Champion .... AIDEN MERRIC!
Aiden: Now ... let's take this to the arena next week and see if it draws out the beastie.
We fade back to the commentary desk.
Taylor: And here comes The Age of the Fall!
Romano: A team that’s certainly left so far a good impression, as when Maria Banks won the Around The Clock Championship. They’re a couple, they understand each other possibly better than any other team in AWF.
"NOIZE" begins to play through the speaker system as The Age of The Fall walk out onto the stage, on the right is Remy Ordox and on the left is Maria Banks, holding hands as they both raise their free arm up high into the air with their hands opened wide. They both make their way down to the ring, continuing to hold hands as Maria slides into the ring from under the bottom rope and Remy leaps onto the apron, mocking the crowd before leaping over the ropes and right onto the second rope in the corner, raising the same hand as before. Maria does the same on the opposite corner, raising her hand up high as the lights strobe on the couple.
Taylor: We’ll see about that, Cassius. After all, this is their tag team debut! And they’re up against a group that has been staging a hostile takeover.
Romano: That IS indeed true.
"If it bleeds, we can kill it."
"And we ain't got time to bleed."
"Turbo Killer" by Carpenter Brut begins to play and the lights in the arena are snuffed out. Red lights on the stage blink on and off, on and off, showing the outline of two figures that make their way out from behind the curtains.
Taylor: Here they are, the ReVenants- Specifically Garcia and Williams!
As the music picks up, the red lights start to blink more rapidly, and eventually, the arena lights come back to life. Who are the three mystery men? The ReVenants! Rob Garcia and Keith Williams! Rob is posed in the middle of the three, back to the camera with his arms and clenched fists out to the side of his body, while the other two are leaned over towards him and both pointing at Rob with their two index fingers. Garcia spins around, a big grin on his face as he points to his partner in crime. The Big Bad Wolves bump fists, immediately drawing back to pose some more, taking in the reaction of the crowd. Some people love it, but most people seem to hate it and the obvious nature of their super cockiness.
Romano: They seem pretty confident in their abilities tonight, don’t they?
Taylor: They’ve been making themselves well known in AWF. With Garcia getting a win over his somewhat rival, Sanders, at Beach Blast. Keith Williams being a former Around The Clock champion and of course, Neo James Carner, who will be in the main event tonight, is the new Phoenix Champion.
Romano: I hope they aren’t taking The Age of the Fall lightly. That could end badly for them.
Taylor: We’ll just have to see for ourselves!
The ReVenants make their way down to the ring, taunting the fans as they go and being especially generous with the middle fingers. Upon reaching ringside, Keith does his usual groin thrusting of the bottom rope and mustache stroking. Rob fakes out any fan foolish enough to think they can touch him or go for a high five, all the while laughing the entire time in their face. Keith and Rob pose together in the middle of the ring. To really make it feel special, several streams of red pyro go off behind them as they all stop posing now, taking to their corner and joking around with one another.
Tag Team Match
The Age of the Fall vs The ReVenants
The bell rings. Both sides decide who will start out the match. Ordox and Garcia decide to step through the ropes into the ring. Banks and Williams waiting in the corners as Ordox and Garcia pace around each other. Ordox quickly goes for a snap mare onto Garcia and goes in for the side headlock. Garcia attempts to claw his way out of it, using his weight advantage to get back to his feet- but Ordox wrenches in the hold!
Taylor: So far, Remy Ordox is keeping the pace to his liking.
Romano: It’s smart, keeping his opponent limited and away from his partner.
Garcia attempts to turn around and tag out to Williams, but Ordox transitions the headlock into a school boy rollup!
Taylor: We might see the end of the match already?!
ONE!- KICKOUT!
Romano: Way too early for that, Taylor.
Garcia quickly gets up and grabs Ordox by the wrist, who yells out! He pulls the smaller wrestler into a hammerlock and wrenches it back, causing Ordox to yell out in pain! Banks from the apron attempts to yell some encouragement! He attempts to reverse the lock, but Garcia makes sure he isn’t able to go anywhere. But Ordox manages a few elbows, knocking Garcia back off! He turns around and delivers a MEAN ROUNDHOUSE KICK to the side of Garcia’s head, and the King of Extreme goes limp.
Taylor: A ROUNDHOUSE KICK! CLEANED HIS CLOCK WITH THAT STRIKE!
Romano: He looks like he’s out cold!
Ordox turns toward Williams and taunts him. Turning back to Garcia, he picks him up and turns him around- DROPS HIM WITH A NECKBREAKER SLAM!
Taylor: NECKBREAKER!
Romano: Textbook and perfected.
Ordox begins lifting the downed Garcia up and onto his shoulders. His eyes narrowing toward the nearest turnbuckle. He begins running for it!
Taylor: Looks like he’s going for Bullet To The Head- NO!
GARCIA GETS OFF HIS SHOULDERS AND LANDS ON HIS FEET BEHIND ORDOX! Ordox turns around and charges with a clothesline, GETS MET WITH A NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX WITH THE BRIDGE! THE REFEREE DROPS TO COUNT!
ONE!
TWO-! KICKOUT!
Taylor: Almost caught him with surprise with that bridge!
Romano: If he would’ve placed more weight onto him, he’d probably have won it!
Garcia gets off of him and grabs him by the hair- ORDOX manages to push him off! Garcia goes for a clothesline but gets MET WITH A SPINNING HOOK KICK! GARCIA STUMBLES ON HIS FEET, NEARL OUT OF IT!
Taylor: SPINNING HOOK KICK!
Romano: HE’S BARELY AWAKE!
Ordox grins at the dazed Ordox and turns, going to rebound off the ropes! He does but GETS MET BY SURPRISE WITH A JUMPING GARCIA! THE KING OF EXTREME GRABS THE STUNNIN’ WRESTLER INTO A FACELOCK, SPINS AROUND INTO A TORNADO DDT!
Taylor: OH! OVERDOSE OUT OF NOWHERE!
ORDOX GETS SPIKED ONTO HIS HEAD AND BANKS BEGINS TO PANIC! GARCIA FALLS OVER FROM EXHAUSTION! WILLIAMS REACHES OUT TOWARD HIS TEAMMATE, BANKS DOES THE SAME! BOTH DOWNED COMPETITORS MANAGE TO CRAWL AND REACH THEIR PARTNERS FOR THE TAG!
Banks and Williams finally step into the ring as the other two roll out. Williams raises his eyebrows with a confident grin, beginning to try and flirt with her. She, unamused, HITS HIM WITH A SUDDEN ACE CRUSHER AND GOES FOR THE PIN!
O- KICKOUT! WILLIAMS JUMPS UP, HOLDING HIS JAW IN SURPRISE!
Taylor: CUTTER BY MARIA BANKS!
Romano: Williams didn’t see that coming!
She looks toward the ropes and goes sprinting toward them as Williams begins to get up! She BOUNCES OFF THE BOTTOM ROPE FOR A STUNNER AND WILLIAMS DOES A BACKFLIP FROM THE IMPACT, LANDING FACE FIRST ONTO THE MAT! Banks yells for Ordox and he begins to get up and climb into the ring!
Taylor: MERCY! MERCY!
Romano: What are they planning to do next?!
Banks tags Ordox back in, Ordox lifts Williams into an electric chair as she climbs up to the top rope- CROSSBODY AND ELECTRIC CHAIR DROP TO WILLIAMS! AS GARCIA RUNS INTO THE RING, BANKS QUICKLY GETS UP AND HITS HIM WITH A BICYCLE KNEE!
Taylor: ELECTRIC CHAIR INTO A CROSSBODY!
Romano: INNOVATIVE TAG TEAM OFFENSE!
ORDOX GOES FOR THE PIN!
ONE!
TWO!
THR- KICKOUT!
Taylor: THE REVENANTS ARE STILL ALIVE IN THIS MATCH!
Ordox gets up and begins to lift Williams onto his knees, and goes to run off the ropes- looking for his patented Shining Wizard to the back of the head- BUT WILLIAMS MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!
Taylor: WILLIAMS DUCKS PERFECTION PERSONIFIED!
Romano: Great ring awareness by the… *sigh* Paragon of Sleaze.
Williams grabs him and pulls him into an inverted facelock, then lifts him- shifts him over into an EMERALD FLOWSION!
Taylor: WOAH! K DRIVER! K DRIVER! ORDOX IS DOWN AND OUT!
Romano: HE NEEDS TO GO FOR THE PIN!
Williams notices Maria out of the corner of his eye! She runs towards him but gets HIT WITH A DISCUS ELBOW SMASH!
Taylor: QUEEN ANNE’S REVENGE TO MARIA BANKS!
Williams yells for Garcia to get up, who does and moves back to the apron as Williams pulls Ordox to his corner. He tags in Garcia who lifts Ordox into a Gory Special position! Williams backs up and HITS ORDOX WITH A BICYCLE KICK! GARCIA THEN DROPS HIM FACE FIRST WITH THE GORY BOMB!
Taylor: MARKED FOR DEATH!
Romano: AND GARCIA GOES FOR THE PIN!
ONE!
TWO!
THREEEE!
Williams makes sure that Banks doesn’t get up.
Jessie Love: And the winners of the match… THE REVENANTS!
Taylor: And the ReVenenats have done it!
Romano: Excellent teamwork from the two. It seems they work well as a tag team.
Taylor: All three of them have so far been finding success, now we just have to wonder if Neo James Carner tonight can keep that up?
The cameras cut backstage as Charles Akiyama is holding a microphone and smiling at the camera.
Akiyama: Greetings, everyone. I am here with the man known as the Manager Extraordinaire, Eddie Walker, as his client Adam Sanders prepares to take on Alexander Shaw here in a little bit.
The camera pans a bit to reveal Eddie Walker standing next to Akiyama. Walker is dressed in a t-shirt and a pair of cargo shorts and has a microphone of his own.
Akiyama: Eddie, your client is facing off with someone who has intimate knowledge of the man who brought you into this industry. Does that worry you at all as he faces someone that was trained by this man?
Walker gives a warm grin before replying.
Walker: I’m not. Because just as much information Shaw might be able to translate from Adrien to Adam from their prior run-ins in the WWA, Adrien was able to show us a few matches of Shaw’s from back in the day as well when he and Pete Whealdon were one of the biggest tag teams of that Alliance. But that’s the thing about Shaw. He always did his work as a tag team. And all the information on Shaw that we have is direct information from a first-hand source. Shaw is going to try to “extrapolate” what he knows about Adrien, which Adrien is NOT the same wrestler he was ten years ago, and try to use that data against Adam. That’s not how this works. I don’t care what you know about Adrien. I don’t care what you know about me. Adam is a completely different monster with a skill set vastly different from the Dropkick King. Using all of that information is next to useless and when Adam defeats Shaw in that ring, you will see that Adam is his own person and not just some carbon copy of Adrien.
Akiyama: When you say different, you mean?
Walker: Well, Adrien is much smaller and much quicker. Adam is larger and much more powerful. Adrien has to depend on his brain a lot more than Adam has to, but Adam is starting to get to that point where he might be just as dangerous in his mind as he is physically. I look at him and have to realize that he isn’t a rookie anymore. Adam Sanders is in his fourth year in this industry. He’s not the same kid he was when we first started getting him out there. He’s grown so much over the years and I think his potential has yet to be revealed because at the same time, he’s only twenty-six. He’s not in his mid-to-late thirties like Rob Garcia and Alexander Shaw who have been around all this time and we know what they are and what they are ceiling is. Adam’s ceiling is still in flux.
Akiyama: You think he’s one of the biggest up-and-comers in the industry?
Walker: The biggest one on my client list. I know talent when I see it. I’ve seen the fight it takes to get someone to the top of the mountain. And Adam Sanders is capable of all of that. And you better believe that if that by the world sees that he has “it” and he’s holding the top belt of AWF, XHF, or wherever he’s wrestling, I will be standing right beside him and yelling loudly that I told every single one of you that he had what it took to get here.
Akiyama: So you think the comments by Rob Garcia and his manager Jeff Noon…
Walker: Rob Garcia wouldn’t know a talented opponent if he shared the ring with someone who holds the X*Crown eight times. He sure as hell would never acknowledge it. And Jeff Noon, if he is capable of a singular independent thought, sure as hell enables that mindset of Rob Garcia. I swear, there are times where I wonder if Jeff Noon truly understands how wrestling works. He keeps making these comments about Rob was cheated, how Rob won fair at Beach Blast when he got involved, and then tries to blame me when I’ve never interfered in a match in my life. Look at me. I’m forty-five. I didn’t do any sports in high school. I played music most of my life. My job right now is all talent management and organization. Yeah, I get on camera for Adam as a favor. But Jeff on the other hand…
Walker shakes his head.
Walker: A talent is a talent. I want to bring the best out of them, and that’s what I want to do with Adam. If I taint a victory of his, that’s bad on me. His victories should be treated respectfully and honored. The spotlight is for him. The prestige, no pun intended, is for him. I’m just here to help get him there. And tonight, when he takes on Alexander Shaw and walks out of that ring victorious, then it will be a lesson to all of those in the AWF, nah, the network, what Adam Sanders is capable of.
Akiyama: Thank you very much, Mr. Walker for spending some time with us and talking.
Walker: Thank you, good sir.
The drum fill followed by the opening guitar riff for the title track off the fourth studio album by Canadian punk band Sum 41 begins to blare on the Ascension PA system. The fans begin to cheer as the lights go dark and a single spotlight appears on the ramp.
One, two, three, four
The rest of the band joins the guitar as Adam Sanders emerges behind the curtain. The fans give the Awkward One loud cheers as the spotlight follows his trek towards the ring.
Announcer: From Grand Rapids, Michigan, weighing in at two hundred forty pounds, he is the Awkward One… ADAM SANDERS!!
Well, I won’t be caught living in a dead end job
While praying to my government guns and gods
Now it’s us against them, we’re here to represent
And spit right in the face of the establishment!
Sanders walks up the stairs, walks down the apron a bit and puts both arms in the air. The fans continue to give loud cheers for the WCG competitor as he steps between the top and middle rope to enter the ring. He steps on the opposite turnbuckle, the chorus of the song becomes the backdrop for him to hop back into the ring.
Well because we're doing fine, and we don't need to be told
That we're doing fine, 'cause we won't give you control.
And we don't need anything from you,
'Cause we'll be just fine, and we won't be bought and sold, just like you
Taylor: What an explosive match about to come! We have Adam Sanders who is quite... Well...
Romano: Awkward? Who cares? His wrestling is on point!
Repetitive distorted bass and punched drums funeral march forward as the opening guitar stabs of "Lean on the Ghost" by Young Widow blast over the PA.
As the lights fade up from black to icy blue, Alexander Shaw steps from behind the curtain. adjusting the leather glove on his right hand, he checks his hair making sure it is well out of his way before marching to the ring, ignoring the fans.
Those who reach out to slap his biceps, and those throwing out insults.
Circling the Ring once, he slides in as the song hits it first refrain of noisey guitar minimalism, waiting for the match to begin.
Taylor: And now, there's Alexander Shaw! He's the one who nearly won and secured that belt shot!
Romano: This makes him dangerous. Sanders would be wise not to take him lightly.
Singles Match
Adam Sanders vs Alexander Shaw
DING DING DING!!
The bell sounds and this match-up between the bitter veteran and the young up-and-comer begins. The Michigan native makes the first step forward, but Alexander Shaw makes sure Adam knows that was a mistake as he gives him a stiff forearm strike to Sanders’s head. Sanders stumbles backwards and gives Shaw an opportunity to follow that up with a double leg takedown and continues with a flurry of lefts and rights until Steve Tyrell orders him to stop. Shaw shoots him a dirty look that makes him take a couple of steps back. But Shaw’s intimidation of the referee gave Adam the opening he needed to shove his knee into Shaw’s mid-section.
Romano: And there’s some quick thinking from Adam Sanders.
Taylor: Well, if Tyrell wouldn’t have distracted him with all this rules nonsense.
Adam Sanders delivers a quick palm strike to the jaw of Alexander Shaw before delivering a quick suplex. Shaw bounces right back up and runs into a thunderous dropkick from the Awkward One.
Romano: As much as Shaw knows about the man who trained Adam, you would have thought he would have seen that dropkick coming.
Taylor: It’s just a dropkick. Calm down.
Sanders goes for the cover to try to get an early win, Tyrell with count for the pinfall.
ONE…
TWO…
THR...NO!!
Alexander Shaw gets his shoulder off the mat at the last second. Adam Sanders pulls Shaw back up to his feet but Shaw sneaks in a low blow that Steve Tyrell couldn’t see. When Sanders drops to his knees and Tyrell inquires to Shaw, he is given another death glare. Shaw grabs a handful of Adam’s hair and yanks him into the corner before delivering a handful for strikes that Steve Tyrell doesn’t even bother counting anymore.
Taylor: And this is why they call him the Milwaukee Mauler. Masterful display of Alexander Shaw’s brawling capabilities.
Romano: You mean by sneaking in low blows and referee intimidation.
Taylor: Oh great. We’re setting up the Adam excuses already. Can you wait til Shaw wins the match before you start spewing those?
Knowing the referee isn’t going to help him get out of this position and dealing with one of the better brawlers in the industry, Adam Sanders knows he has to do something. It takes every ounce of strength out of the youngster to shove the larger Shaw off of him. Shaw laughs before going for a quick lariat, but Sanders is able to duck the move. Shaw turns around and finds himself dropped with the Motor City Circuit.
Romano: And that could be a momentum shifter right there!! Motor City Circuit!!
Taylor: Come on, Shaw! Get up!! Don’t let him cover you!
Romano: Cover by Sanders!!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THR...NO!!
Romano: And Alexander Shaw gets his bottom foot on the rope.
Taylor: Steve Tyrell is seeing everything Shaw wants him to see. This is going exactly as planned!
Shaw looks upset by the signature move being used on him. He throws another lariat, but Adam sees it coming and redirects Shaw back to the corner. Adam goes for a big boot, but Shaw is now the one ducking the move and sending Adam’s right leg over the rope.
Taylor: Ouch! Hope you ain’t planning on having kids, kid.
Romano: Sanders did recently get engaged. I sure hope that doesn’t get affected by this.
Shaw watches carefully as Sanders tries to get back into the ring. As he does, he grabs him with an inverted headlock, which anyone who has watched Shaw wrestle a match knows what follows this…
Romano: This isn’t good.
Taylor: Braaaaaaainbooooooooomb!!!
Shaw does the lariat transition to perfection and the Awkward One is down on the mat. Shaw looks down at his opponent and points towards the backstage area where he knows Eddie Walker is likely watching on a monitor. He might not have a microphone, but with no fan noise, the cameras pick up his words very clearly.
Shaw: You see this, Walker! This is on YOU!! This is YOUR FAULT!! And you can’t even watch this in person like a MAN! COME OUT HERE AND WATCH THIS, YOU COWARD!
Romano: Shaw, focus on your opponent, not his manager backstage.
Taylor: No, Eddie needs to be accountable for what Shaw is going to do next. He needs to come out here!
Shaw starts to choke Sanders out with his foot on his throat until Eddie Walker appears on the ramp.
Taylor: There he is! Finally came out of his little hiding spot.
Romano: Eddie has something in his hands. Is that a posterboard?
Shaw looks down the ramp and sees the man he spent a lot of time insulting and laughs. Eddie Walker says no words, but instead holds up his sign, which has merely five words on it: “I believe in you, Adam”. Shaw has clearly had enough of this before hooking the leg and finally going for another cover.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THR...NO!!
Romano: Adam Sanders with the kickout at the count of two! I was not expecting him to keep fighting after all that.
Taylor: Dumb of him to want to continue, that’s for damn sure. And look at that silly sign Eddie is holding up.
Alexander Shaw looks like he wants to land a Throatruiner as he pulls Adam up by the hair once more and prepared to hit the short arm lariat to seal the match, but Adam gives Shaw a kick to the midsection once he was up. Shaw shoves Adam down but Adam immediately gets back up. He charges at Sanders once more before Sanders sidesteps. Sanders waits for Shaw to bounce off the ropes, chest first with his back to Sanders. Once he is within reach, Adam grabs him and hooks him for a German suplex, but keeps the arms locked for two more after delivering it. Upon the third one, Sanders is back to his feet and glaring angrily at Shaw.
Sanders: Beach Blast was NOT Eddie’s fault.
Adam spoke with low volume but clearly unhappy with everything Shaw said about his manager. He places Shaw’s head between his legs before lifting him up and dropping him down with an elevated powerbomb.
Taylor: That might be the most words I’ve ever heard from him in person.
Romano: Yeah, he’s pretty quiet when he’s not sitting in his house with a GoPro, but he definitely had a message for Alexander Shaw. That Nerd Out might have been part of it, but I feel like that’s not the end.
Adam Sanders lifts Alexander Shaw one last time and placing him on his shoulders. He delivers the move that was once the finishing move of his mentor and teacher back when Alexander Shaw knew him ten years ago…
Romano: Dream Breaker!! This might be it!! Cover!!
Taylor: Kick out, Shaw!!
Steve Tyrell gives the count with authority. After all the intimidation Tyrell was given at the hands of Shaw, he made sure to savor every moment of his hand slapping the mat.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!
DING DING DING!!
Taylor: NO!!!
Romano: Sanders did it!!
“Underclass Hero” starts to play as everyone’s favorite underdog has his arm raised in the middle of the ring.
Jessie Love: AND THE WINNER IS… ADAAAAAM SAAANDEERRRRRRS!
The camera pans back to Taylor and Romano at their booth.
Taylor: Before we go on with the night. We have some special footage to show!
Romano: Ooooh boy.
Taylor: A few nights ago, AWF’s own time traveler, Guilotina showed up on the Jimmy Fallon show! Here’s what he had to say-
Romano rolls his eyes blatantly.
Taylor: Something wrong, Cassius?
Romano: Just roll the damn clip and get this nonsense over with.
[The screen fades in Jimmy Fallon sitting on a stool. He was wearing a white collarless shirt, a black vest jacket on top, black pants and black shoes. In the background you could see large windows with a view of New York City.]
Jimmy Fallon: Welcome to The Tonight’s show, this is Jimmy Fallon and 30 feet from me is the live music band “The Roots”. We thank you for tuning in and sharing with us one hour of great laughs and stories.
Tonight we got three guests. First, the man of the hour, the time hopper responsible for countless memes, videos and social media speculation. “Guillotina”. Then we got movie star and former WWE wrestler “Dwayne Johnson” and last we got the company of the astrophysicist “Andreia Carrillo”. We are gonna talk a little about their lives while we inject a little bit of so much needed humor.
[Camera fades in the scene where Guillotina is introduced in the studio.]
Jimmy Fallon: Here is the man that published a video in social media and went viral as a result of millions of people not being able to explain what really happened. Polls suggest that the majority of the world’s population don’t believe that the AWF professional wrestler is actually a time traveler. Some people say it was an illusionist trick, others that it was AWF pulling a stunt to establish a gimmick, others go as far as saying that he is working for the elite to distract the people from something else that may be happening in another corner of the world.
Well, he is here to try to clear some doubts. Hopefully… I’m not very optimistic this is gonna clear anything for Donald Trump though, not after the amount of bleach he has consumed anyway.
Ladies and Gentlemen, Guillotina.
[Guillotina walks in from a room hidden behind a wall. He was wearing the exact same outfit Jimmy Fallon was wearing, Jimmy Fallon made a wtf face and laugh while Guillotina did the same thing].
Jimmy Fallon: Wow! Talk about coincidences.
Guillotina: What are you talking about? You gave me this because you didn’t like my “futuristic suit”.
[Voices echoed in the background saying “Oooooh”].
Jimmy Fallon: Ooooh you really did me like that huh?
Guillotina: Jimmy I thank you for inviting me to your show but if I start it with lies, neither you or anyone else is gonna believe what I’m gonna say in this show.
Jimmy Fallon: Fair enough! How was the teleport to New York?
Guillotina: Oh I don’t teleport every time I need to go somewhere, in fact I can’t teleport to a place I haven’t visited already.
Jimmy Fallon: So how did you get here?
Guillotina: I flew on my bike.
Jimmy Fallon: Oh that...that sounded really easy. [He smiled as everyone else in the studio laughed] I’m sure everyone could use a bike that flies, saving us hours of time and money on gas.
Guillotina: If you mean gasoline you’ll be happy to know that we no longer depend on fossil fuel so my bike runs on a different kind of fuel.
Jimmy Fallon: It gets better! What fuel is it?
Guillotina: Exicilium. A chemical that does not exist on this planet yet.
Jimmy Fallon: Oh great! I’m sure oil companies are looking forward to the discovery of this substance or Chris Horner who was calling your intervention a “blessing”, I wonder how happy he is now that you time traveled to reveal this. Guillotina, as you may know, we got questions, questions that could help you prove that you are who you say you are. Are you willing to answer them?
Guillotina: Of course!
Jimmy Fallon: The first question that comes to mind after seeing you not wearing a mask, are you immune to Covid-19?
Guillotina: Yes I am. My body is immune to all forms Covid and Influenza viruses as well as many other viruses and diseases that you are yet to face. Not only I’m immune but they’ve been sealed so I don’t infect you with these diseases.
Jimmy Fallon: Fantastic! That means that we found the cure!
Guillotina: And not thanks to Donald Trump!
Jimmy Fallon: I believe that! Is Donald Trump in the future’s history books?
Guillotina: Honestly not. For some reason his name and legacy have been erased from the history of mankind. He is the very embodiment of the mistakes we as the human race had to learn from and just like you are throwing monuments now, we erased any information we had about him.
Jimmy Fallon: Are there other time travelers?
Guillotina: I don’t know. If there are I’d like to meet them, maybe they come from a further future than myself and could give me some answers too.
Jimmy Fallon: Like what?
Guillotina: I can’t comment on that.
Jimmy Fallon: Alright. How about a little test? I’ve written in this paper right here as you can see, this phrase “Kbaza Kuku Namaza”, if you are a time traveler, go back 5 minutes into the past and tell me this made up sentence.
[Both stare at each other and burst out laughing.]
Guillotina: It doesn’t work that way. First, I cannot just snap my fingers and spawn sometime in the past, I have to use my ship for that. Second, it takes a tremendous amount of energy and unfortunately the source of that energy is not available in this present time.
Jimmy Fallon: Right! The exicilium!
Guillotina: No, exicilium powers my ship’s teleporting and space traveling capabilities, but time traveling requires another source that I can’t reveal for the sake of preserving human history.
Jimmy Fallon: What do you mean?
Guillotina: Some information could alter the future in a way that may put in danger my own existence.
Jimmy Fallon: Aaah got it! Got it!
Guillotina: And third, doing it will not change anything, you will think that I spied or that I’m a magician or worse, your audience will think you are in it for the little stunt.
Jimmy Fallon: So, what can you do to show us that you are a time traveler?
Guillotina: I don’t think that is possible, not on camera at least, people will have to see it with their own eyes and not just see it but experience a moment where my technology affects them somehow to believe me.
Jimmy Fallon: Many conspiracy theorists and other groups like flat earthers and concave planet enthusiasts claim that earth is not round. What do you say about that?
Guillotina: I’d say they’d need to look at the photograph I took when I teleported to space. A photograph of planet earth.
Jimmy Fallon: Would you mind showing it to us? Before this segment ends?
Guillotina: Absolutely but first I’d like to say that we came a long way as a species and that change will not happen if it does not start within you. This is not philosophy or a motivational quote, this is a fact. Flat earthers, concave earthers, round earthers and pear shape earthers will be sad to see how earth really looks from outside.
[Guillotina pulls out an iphone 11 from his pocket and shows this picture of planet earth, followed by a laugh outburst in the entire studio before the screen fades to black.]
Taylor: Now that was an interesting interview.
Romano: Vampires… time travelers… What next? Killer clowns from outer space?
Taylor: Well we did have that one reject application. That said, let’s not get off track. The main event of the night is here- Bloodied Fox versus Neo James Carner!
The arena lights pulse red as 'Riot' starts up. Bloodied Fox steps through the curtain, a look of determination on his face and the United States title strapped diagonally across his chest. He taps the belt's faceplate then salutes the ring, letting out a cry of "WALK WITH FOX!!!". Smiling, he heads down to the ring, mounting a turnbuckle and unstrapping the belt, holding it up proudly for all to see.
Jessie Love: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first... he is the AWF United States Champion... BLOOODIEEEEDDDDD FOOOOOOOOOOOOOX!
A cavalcade of clapping begins as the D.R.U.G.S. tune "King I Am" blares over the sound system.
"You can feel the fear when I walk by
Tail between your legs make 'em run and hide
And I can see the pain pouring out your eyes
I think I am finally, starting to feel like the KING I AM!
The song kicks in over the loudspeakers as the sound of guitars ascend to the boiling point and the song engages. Neo begins to make a triumphant strut down to the ring, his chin held high with the XHF Phoenix Title over his shoulder. He looks down all around the ramp, keeping his bearded chin up as he glides effortlessly forward in a striding saunter. The pompous cocky attitude radiating from his being at this point.
Neo makes it to the ringside area as he circles around the ring, jumping up effortlessly onto the apron and climbs into the ring. He walks over to the ropes on the side of the stage as he grabs the top rope with his hands and then yanks down on it, flexing all of his muscles before releasing it, a giant white and red pyro exploding out the top of the nearby turnbuckle like a mortar.
Taylor: Folks, the stage is set for this Champion vs Champion showmatch!
Romano: Some people have argued that the XHF Phoenix Title is more prestigious than the AWF United States Title... these two will put that theory to the test right now!
Champion vs Champion
Bloodied Fox vs Neo James Carner
DING DING DING!
Fox and Neo circle each other, slowly, keeping an eye on each other. It seems like nobody wants to make the first move until Fox rushes in to lock up with Neo, but Neo takes a step back, slipping between the ropes and stepping on the apron. Fox shouts some choice words to Neo, but we can't make them out. Neo shrugs it off. The referee asks Fox to take a step back, and he obliges. Neo slinks his way back into the ring. The circling begins again, Fox checking his gloves as they begin the game of cat and mouse again. Fox goes for a double leg takedown, but Neo sidesteps him, forcing Fox to his side like a charging bull. Neo flourishes his wrists like a matador, even giving a bit of a taunt.
Neo: OLÉ!!
Carner rolls out of the ring and just leans against the ring post.
ONE!
TWO!
Fox returns to his feet and paces over to the ropes, but stops, interested in seeing how Neo plays this out.
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
Neo ignores the count, pacing over to the announcers table and leaning on it.
Romano: You know there's a match going on, right?
Neo shrugs at him.
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
Neo finally removes himself from the table and slowly wanders his way back towards the ring.
NINE!
He rolls in just before the referee counts ten. Back in the ring, Carner slowly pulls himself back up using the ropes as Fox patiently waits for him to get back up. Returning fully vertical, Fox charges towards him but misses Carner by milliseconds as he dodges Fox with a somersault before rolling back out of the ring. Neo turns to the announcers area and takes a bow.
Romano: He's just wasting time.
Taylor: This isn't even wrestling! It's just... nothing!
Neo turns back to find Fox is rolling out of the ring, and quickly makes a beeline to the other side of the ring to slide back in. Fox follows back in, looking for a chase, but Neo slides back out. Both men lock eyes from a good distance apart. Neo turns back to Fox, giving him a sarcastic salute and makes his way towards the announcers table. Fox circles around the ring to follow, keeping him on the other side of the ring. Suddenly, Neo grabs a hold of the XHF Phoenix Championship and turns to head towards the entrance ramp. He begins to make his way up the entrance ramp. The mic on one camera catches him muttering something under his breath. He reaches the top of the ramp and turns to shout something at Bloodied Fox.
Neo: I DO BELIE--
RUNNING DROPKICK!
CARNER GOES DOWN!
Taylor: About time!!
The XHF Phoenix Title bounces off the entrance ramp. Fox reaches down and grabs the back of Neo’s head, hauling him up. He pulls Neo over to the ring and rolls him in before following in after him. Fox hits Neo with a stomp, then another stomp, before pulling Neo up to his feet. He locks in a collar and elbow on Neo before tossing him against the ropes. On the rebound Fox hits Neo with a knee to the gut followed by a discus forearm smash that connects as Neo keels over. Fox grabs Neo’s wrist and pulls him in quickly for a clothesline! Still having arm control, Fox applies an armbar! Neo rolls backwards, forcing Fox to his stomach as he does so, before wriggling free of the hold. Carner leaps up and drops a double knee drop Fox’s back, before clobbering him a double axe handle to the back of Fox’s head! Neo reaches down and rips into Fox's back with a nasty back rake. Neo removes himself from Fox, standing up, before adding insult to injury with a face wash with the bottom of his boot.
Taylor: Absolutely disrespectful.
Romano: Carner believe he's just better than him! You saw his conversation with Seth Dillinger this week!
Neo takes a moment to dust himself off, pantomiming like touching Fox has somehow dirtied him. He catches a palm strike to the skull for his dilly-dallying. Fox pulls in Neo and drops him with a belly-to-belly suplex! Neo scampers back to his feet, finding himself on the receiving end of a question mark kick from a fired up Bloodied Fox! The shot knocks Neo down once more. Fox crawls over, looking as if he’s going for a pin, but instead hammers a forearm strike to Neo’s face. Fox reels back and swings down for another strike, but Neo surprises him with a quick roll-up!
ONE!
TW-
KICKOUT!!!
Neo springs back to his feet. Fox springs back to his feet. They charge each other! Neo goes for a lariat! Fox ducks it and keeps charging, hitting the ropes and returning to Neo with a lariat of his own-- But Neo ducks it! Fox continues charging, hitting the ropes once more and bouncing back to Neo, taking to the skies for a jumping knee strike... but he's caught my Neo mid-flight! Neo drops him on his knee with a shinbreaker! Neo gets back up but keeps a hold of Fox’s ankle. Neo drops an elbow strike to the knee cap!! Neo lets go and leaps up for a dropkick -- BUT FOX CATCHES HIM! HE QUICKLY DROPS HIM TO THE MAT WITH A SIT-OUT POWERBOMB! He holds the position for the pin!
ONE!
TWO--
KICKOUT!!!
Taylor: Bloodied Fox is half this guy's size and he just hit him with a powerbomb!
Romano: He may be smaller, but he used Neo's momentum against him to get the upper hand.
Fox gets back up and grabs Neo by the back of the neck before unceremoniously clocking him with a forearm smash. Neo stumbles backwards and Fox charges towards the ropes and returns with a jumping shoulder block that knocks Neo down to the mat! Carner stumbles back up to his feet, finding himself on the receiving end of a front hurricanrana! Down he goes! Fox is quick to get back up and haul Neo off to the corner. Fox grabs hold of Neo's wrist and goes to the second rope, clearly planning something spectacular-- DOESN'T MATTER! Neo rolls forward and takes Fox off the ropes with an arm drag! Both men crash land and take a moment to slow things down, getting back up to their feet. Fox glowers across the ring at Neo.
Taylor: Fox really wants this one, you can feel it!
The action is reset. Neo James Carner and Bloodied Fox lock up in the center of the ring. Fox whips Neo into the ropes. On the rebound, Fox catches Neo with a roundhouse head kick that rocks Carner! Neo rotates around for a full 360 in a daze, as he turns back he’s thrown to the mat with a quick snapmare! Fox sprints forwards, hitting the ropes, and returns with a shining wizard to the seated Carner! BOOM! Neo catches the majority of the strike upside his head and flops over sideways as a result. Fox quickly gets over to Neo and locks in a hammerlock on the downed Carner! Neo quickly learns that he’s stranded in the middle of the ring without a rope to grab! Neo tries to throw a wild elbow but Fox dodges it. Carner manages to pull himself to his knees as Fox continues to apply the hold on his arm. Finally to his feet, Neo once more swings wild for an elbow, but Fox again dodges it with a head bob. Carner takes a deep breath as as Fox cranks up with one more strong heave of his arm. Neo looks down, quick thinking-- and STOMPS on Fox's toes! Carner somersaults forwards, sending Fox sailing with a modified snapmare -- and Neo gets up CHARGING!! He bounces off the ropes and returns to Fox, who was in the process of getting back to his feet, with an enzuigiri! Fox slumps. COVER!
ONE!
KICKOUT!!!
Romano: It's going to take more than that to put down Fox tonight!
They're back up-- chop from Fox! Chop from Neo! Fox responds by whipping Neo towards the ropes. On the rebound he ducks a shoulder and SENDS NEO OVER THE ROPES WITH A BACK BODY DROP! Mid-flight, Neo manages to grab hold of the top rope and lands safely on the apron. Fox turns around and CATCHES AN EYE RAKE FROM CARNER! Fox holds his eyes, unable to see, which lets Neo grab him on the back of the neck and drag him out through the ropes onto the apron with him. Fox blindly throws a haymaker in Neo's general direction, and Neo throws a forearm of his own. BOTH HIT! The two men slump down on the apron.
Taylor: This is dangerous, because the apron is the hard--
Romano: Nope. Don't even say it. Stop it right there.
Both men pull themselves back up to their feet on the apron, breathing heavily and catching their breath. After a moment of rest... a FLURRY of blows are exchanged! Elbow strike! Forearm smash! Palm strike! Elbow strike! Palm strike! Chop! Palm strike! Spinning back elbow! Another chop! Elbow strike! Another forearm smash-- NO! Fox stops the incoming arm from Neo and arm drags Neo into the barricade! Neo eats a face full of barrier for his efforts. Fox returns to his feet on the outside, leaning against the apron for support.
Taylor: Explosive duel between those two, but Fox emerges with the upper hand!
Fox goes to chase after Neo, who was slow to get up, when out of the corner of his eye he sees a man hop the barricade, realizing it was a charging Rob Garcia! LARIAT -- FOX DUCKS UNDERNEATH!! Fox quickly grabs onto Neo and tosses him into Rob Garcia. Rob catches Neo, carefully leaning him on barricade before turning back to Fox. Garcia approaches Fox, who starts to slowly back away. That's when the referee gets involved and slides out of the ring, putting himself between Garcia and Fox. The referee starts to push back on Garcia, telling him to back away. Fox watches this all unfold as Garcia protests...
AXE HANDLE FROM BEHIND! KEITH WILLIAMS WAS IN THE HOUSE!!! FOX HITS THE GROUND!
Taylor: The ReVenants are out here to gang up on Fox! Unfair!
Romano: The referee didn't see the hit because he's too busy dealing with Garcia. Pretty classic move. It pays to have friends in this company!
Williams quickly hops back over the barrier and hides out of sight, having made his impact. Garcia sees this play out and backs away, giving in to the referee's demands and backing up the entrance ramp. The referee turns to see Neo pulling himself back up to his feet and standing over a downed Fox. The ref is confused, but doesn't know what transpired. He shouts at Neo to get the action back into the ring and Neo obliges, picking up Fox and rolling him back into the ring. Neo quickly follows and throws Fox into the corner and chases after him with a running lariat! It connects. Neo lifts Fox up to sit on the top rope, climbing up to join him on the second rope. He pulls Fox up into a suplex position...
Taylor: This can't be good!
...but Fox hits him with a downward knee strike! And another! AND ANOTHER! Neo’s forced to lower Fox back down to the top ropes. Fox hits Neo with a back elbow strike before LEAPING OFF THE ROPES AND CATCHING NEO'S HEAD, PLANTING HIM ON THE MAT WITH A CORKSCREW "BLOODDTED" DDT!! Carner's neck is slammed relentlessly into the canvas! Neo’s laid out in the center of the ring! Fox covers!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!?
KICKOUT!!
Fox can't believe it! He holds up three fingers to the referee, who claims it was a kick out at the very last millisecond! Fox pounds the mat in frustration before scrambling back up. Fox heaves Neo back up to his feet. He pulls Neo in, then sends him back down with a snap suplex. Fox gets back up to his feet, meeting Neo who was in the process of making his way to his hands and knees, and pulls him back up once more, crashing a knee lift into his midsection. He slips behind Neo and smacks the back of his head with a jumping enzuigiri! Fox races back to his feet and locks up Neo again, hitting him with a Fox Trap Suplex! He goes for another cover!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE--
KICKOUT!
Still not enough!! Fox knows what needs to be done, returning to his feet with determination in his eyes. He pulls Neo up and ducks behind him, grabbing his wrist. Fox pulls the ripcord, going for his A HUSTLE, SWEETHEART, only for Neo to see it coming, sending him into the ropes with an irish whip! Fox stumbles at the ropes -- Keith Williams is back and grabbed at his ankle! Fox turns back to Williams, shouting at him. The referee joins Fox’s side, scolding Williams who holds his hands up and pretending to mind his own business. Fox turns back to finish the job-- INTO A BRASS KNUCKLE PUNCH FROM NEO!
Taylor: NO! Where did those come from!?
Romano: If I had to guess, probably Rob Garcia.
Fox drops like a sack of potatoes and Neo tosses the knuckles out to ringside to dispose of the evidence. He covers Fox, shouting for the referee to pay attention. As the referee turns, he sees Neo covering Fox, and counts it!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Jessie Love: Here is your winner... THE XHF PHOENIX CHAMPION... NEO JAMES CARNERRRRRRR!
Neo stands up as his hands are raised, leaving a broken and unconscious Fox out on the ground.
Taylor: NO! NOT LIKE THIS! FOX GOT THE TASTE PUNCHED OUTTA HIS MOUTH!
Romano: It's only cheating if you get caught, Tommy, and the ReVenants played that exactly right.
"KING I AM" by D.R.U.G.S. hits the PA system and Garcia runs to the ring, handing Neo his Phoenix Title. Williams also joins them in the ring with a shit-eating grin on his face. The trio stands tall, celebrating their victory over Fox as the broadcast comes to a close.
??: What did the five fingers say to the face?
Copycat and Bradshaw stop in their tracks with Copycat only being able to turn around partially.
Copycat: Huh?
With no time given to react, a steel chair comes crashing down on top of Copycat's skull. As the camera pans out it's Keith Williams who is holding the weapon. The AWF Around the Clock Champion stumbles around in a daze, trying desperately to avoid being taken off his feet. Bradshaw isn't any luckier as he's low blowed from behind by Keith.
Taylor: Ouch! I hope Bradshaw isn't planning to have any more illegitimate kids.
Romano: An athletic cup could have prevented that testicular damage.
The Paragon of Sleaze tosses the chair on the floor, grabbing Copycat and lifting him vertical momentarily before dropping him down on the chair head first with the From Japan With Hate!
KW rolls Copycat over onto his back and immediately hooks the leg for a pin.
Keith: Count it!
Steve Tyrell slides in and starts the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-
VOICE: I WON'T GO WITHOUT WRESTLING ANY LONGER!
Just then, a busty woman rushes through the hallway, with security hot on her tail. Keith lets go.
Keith: Maybe I'll give her a backstage tour.
With a grin, The Paragon of Sleeze rushes out the door, leaving Copycat barely with a belt in hand.
After the commercial break, the scene opens on a long hallway. In the middle of the hallway of this backstage area is a single T junction. On one end of the hall way is a plate of cookies. On the other is a grandfather clock with a sign taped to it saying, "TERRY BRADSHAW SUCKS! I'M BACK BAY BAY!" ... which is a REAL deep cut from the very beginnings of the Network era. There is also a doorway, closed, on the clock side of the hallway with ropes coming out from above the door to above the two items. We hear footsteps coming down the hall in the center. And upon reaching the T junction we see Copycat and Terry Bradshaw complete with the Around the Clock title.
Bradshaw: Listen Copycat you need to start carrying yourself like a champion. That means being lean and mean. So no more food for you! Gotta lose that paunch! And from now on I want you to scowl at everyone. Show off the title. Dare them to neuter you!
Copycat: But Mr. Bradshaw I don't wanna be neutered and I'm literally skin and bones! And my head still hurts from earlier!
Bradshaw: It's disgusting. No muscle. Not eating, no protein, that's how you build lean muscle! Hey... is that ....... CLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCK!!!!
Bradshaw takes off in a run and football tackles the clock. Copycat tries to argue but smells the cookies. The poor starving boy cannot resist. He ... well hobbles weakly to the cookies and starts slowly nibbling them with all his energy. Like a real weak hamster.
Cooycat: REAL CALORIES! *he coughs and drops his title on the floor as he eats*
Bradshaw: I WILL MURDERIZE YOU GRANDPA CLOCK!
Suddenly the door opens and out peaks Aiden Merric, he pulls the rope on the clock side and a cage drops over Bradshaw trapping him.
Bradshaw: I'VE BEEN HAD! DAMN YOU AMANDA MERRILL!
Aiden shakes his head and pulls the other rope. A ref falls from the ceiling ... tied up ... wow that got dark. Copycat looks up confused and then ... realizes. He turns around and Aiden just shrugs.
Aiden: Nah mate, finish the cookies. I ain't that bloody cruel.
Copycat is overjoyed!
Copycat: OH THANK YOU SIR! YOU ARE A HERO AMONGST MEN!
He devours the cookies. And upon finishing he falls to his back full and exhausted from the exertion. Aiden doesn't cover.
Aiden: You looked like you needed a win.
Bradshaw: PEE ON HIM COPYCAT! MURDER HIM! VOMIT UP THOSE COOKIES ONTO HIS SHOES!
Aiden turns and scowls at him. Copycat slowly crawls to his feet with tears in his eyes. He hugs Aiden ..... and then his eyes go wide. Aiden has stuck him in the butt with a horse tranquilizer dart.
Copycat: ... no ... not the sleepy.
Aiden: However ... I need to catch a LARGE Beastie. And to do a proper hunt ... I need the proper bait.
Copycat is almost asleep. Aiden could easily cover him ... instead ... he clotheslines his head off with Target Neutralized ... because he's a dick. He pins.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Referee: Your new Around the Clock Champion .... AIDEN MERRIC!
Aiden: Now ... let's take this to the arena next week and see if it draws out the beastie.
We fade back to the commentary desk.
Taylor: And here comes The Age of the Fall!
Romano: A team that’s certainly left so far a good impression, as when Maria Banks won the Around The Clock Championship. They’re a couple, they understand each other possibly better than any other team in AWF.
"NOIZE" begins to play through the speaker system as The Age of The Fall walk out onto the stage, on the right is Remy Ordox and on the left is Maria Banks, holding hands as they both raise their free arm up high into the air with their hands opened wide. They both make their way down to the ring, continuing to hold hands as Maria slides into the ring from under the bottom rope and Remy leaps onto the apron, mocking the crowd before leaping over the ropes and right onto the second rope in the corner, raising the same hand as before. Maria does the same on the opposite corner, raising her hand up high as the lights strobe on the couple.
Taylor: We’ll see about that, Cassius. After all, this is their tag team debut! And they’re up against a group that has been staging a hostile takeover.
Romano: That IS indeed true.
"If it bleeds, we can kill it."
"And we ain't got time to bleed."
"Turbo Killer" by Carpenter Brut begins to play and the lights in the arena are snuffed out. Red lights on the stage blink on and off, on and off, showing the outline of two figures that make their way out from behind the curtains.
Taylor: Here they are, the ReVenants- Specifically Garcia and Williams!
As the music picks up, the red lights start to blink more rapidly, and eventually, the arena lights come back to life. Who are the three mystery men? The ReVenants! Rob Garcia and Keith Williams! Rob is posed in the middle of the three, back to the camera with his arms and clenched fists out to the side of his body, while the other two are leaned over towards him and both pointing at Rob with their two index fingers. Garcia spins around, a big grin on his face as he points to his partner in crime. The Big Bad Wolves bump fists, immediately drawing back to pose some more, taking in the reaction of the crowd. Some people love it, but most people seem to hate it and the obvious nature of their super cockiness.
Romano: They seem pretty confident in their abilities tonight, don’t they?
Taylor: They’ve been making themselves well known in AWF. With Garcia getting a win over his somewhat rival, Sanders, at Beach Blast. Keith Williams being a former Around The Clock champion and of course, Neo James Carner, who will be in the main event tonight, is the new Phoenix Champion.
Romano: I hope they aren’t taking The Age of the Fall lightly. That could end badly for them.
Taylor: We’ll just have to see for ourselves!
The ReVenants make their way down to the ring, taunting the fans as they go and being especially generous with the middle fingers. Upon reaching ringside, Keith does his usual groin thrusting of the bottom rope and mustache stroking. Rob fakes out any fan foolish enough to think they can touch him or go for a high five, all the while laughing the entire time in their face. Keith and Rob pose together in the middle of the ring. To really make it feel special, several streams of red pyro go off behind them as they all stop posing now, taking to their corner and joking around with one another.
Tag Team Match
The Age of the Fall vs The ReVenants
The bell rings. Both sides decide who will start out the match. Ordox and Garcia decide to step through the ropes into the ring. Banks and Williams waiting in the corners as Ordox and Garcia pace around each other. Ordox quickly goes for a snap mare onto Garcia and goes in for the side headlock. Garcia attempts to claw his way out of it, using his weight advantage to get back to his feet- but Ordox wrenches in the hold!
Taylor: So far, Remy Ordox is keeping the pace to his liking.
Romano: It’s smart, keeping his opponent limited and away from his partner.
Garcia attempts to turn around and tag out to Williams, but Ordox transitions the headlock into a school boy rollup!
Taylor: We might see the end of the match already?!
ONE!- KICKOUT!
Romano: Way too early for that, Taylor.
Garcia quickly gets up and grabs Ordox by the wrist, who yells out! He pulls the smaller wrestler into a hammerlock and wrenches it back, causing Ordox to yell out in pain! Banks from the apron attempts to yell some encouragement! He attempts to reverse the lock, but Garcia makes sure he isn’t able to go anywhere. But Ordox manages a few elbows, knocking Garcia back off! He turns around and delivers a MEAN ROUNDHOUSE KICK to the side of Garcia’s head, and the King of Extreme goes limp.
Taylor: A ROUNDHOUSE KICK! CLEANED HIS CLOCK WITH THAT STRIKE!
Romano: He looks like he’s out cold!
Ordox turns toward Williams and taunts him. Turning back to Garcia, he picks him up and turns him around- DROPS HIM WITH A NECKBREAKER SLAM!
Taylor: NECKBREAKER!
Romano: Textbook and perfected.
Ordox begins lifting the downed Garcia up and onto his shoulders. His eyes narrowing toward the nearest turnbuckle. He begins running for it!
Taylor: Looks like he’s going for Bullet To The Head- NO!
GARCIA GETS OFF HIS SHOULDERS AND LANDS ON HIS FEET BEHIND ORDOX! Ordox turns around and charges with a clothesline, GETS MET WITH A NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX WITH THE BRIDGE! THE REFEREE DROPS TO COUNT!
ONE!
TWO-! KICKOUT!
Taylor: Almost caught him with surprise with that bridge!
Romano: If he would’ve placed more weight onto him, he’d probably have won it!
Garcia gets off of him and grabs him by the hair- ORDOX manages to push him off! Garcia goes for a clothesline but gets MET WITH A SPINNING HOOK KICK! GARCIA STUMBLES ON HIS FEET, NEARL OUT OF IT!
Taylor: SPINNING HOOK KICK!
Romano: HE’S BARELY AWAKE!
Ordox grins at the dazed Ordox and turns, going to rebound off the ropes! He does but GETS MET BY SURPRISE WITH A JUMPING GARCIA! THE KING OF EXTREME GRABS THE STUNNIN’ WRESTLER INTO A FACELOCK, SPINS AROUND INTO A TORNADO DDT!
Taylor: OH! OVERDOSE OUT OF NOWHERE!
ORDOX GETS SPIKED ONTO HIS HEAD AND BANKS BEGINS TO PANIC! GARCIA FALLS OVER FROM EXHAUSTION! WILLIAMS REACHES OUT TOWARD HIS TEAMMATE, BANKS DOES THE SAME! BOTH DOWNED COMPETITORS MANAGE TO CRAWL AND REACH THEIR PARTNERS FOR THE TAG!
Banks and Williams finally step into the ring as the other two roll out. Williams raises his eyebrows with a confident grin, beginning to try and flirt with her. She, unamused, HITS HIM WITH A SUDDEN ACE CRUSHER AND GOES FOR THE PIN!
O- KICKOUT! WILLIAMS JUMPS UP, HOLDING HIS JAW IN SURPRISE!
Taylor: CUTTER BY MARIA BANKS!
Romano: Williams didn’t see that coming!
She looks toward the ropes and goes sprinting toward them as Williams begins to get up! She BOUNCES OFF THE BOTTOM ROPE FOR A STUNNER AND WILLIAMS DOES A BACKFLIP FROM THE IMPACT, LANDING FACE FIRST ONTO THE MAT! Banks yells for Ordox and he begins to get up and climb into the ring!
Taylor: MERCY! MERCY!
Romano: What are they planning to do next?!
Banks tags Ordox back in, Ordox lifts Williams into an electric chair as she climbs up to the top rope- CROSSBODY AND ELECTRIC CHAIR DROP TO WILLIAMS! AS GARCIA RUNS INTO THE RING, BANKS QUICKLY GETS UP AND HITS HIM WITH A BICYCLE KNEE!
Taylor: ELECTRIC CHAIR INTO A CROSSBODY!
Romano: INNOVATIVE TAG TEAM OFFENSE!
ORDOX GOES FOR THE PIN!
ONE!
TWO!
THR- KICKOUT!
Taylor: THE REVENANTS ARE STILL ALIVE IN THIS MATCH!
Ordox gets up and begins to lift Williams onto his knees, and goes to run off the ropes- looking for his patented Shining Wizard to the back of the head- BUT WILLIAMS MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!
Taylor: WILLIAMS DUCKS PERFECTION PERSONIFIED!
Romano: Great ring awareness by the… *sigh* Paragon of Sleaze.
Williams grabs him and pulls him into an inverted facelock, then lifts him- shifts him over into an EMERALD FLOWSION!
Taylor: WOAH! K DRIVER! K DRIVER! ORDOX IS DOWN AND OUT!
Romano: HE NEEDS TO GO FOR THE PIN!
Williams notices Maria out of the corner of his eye! She runs towards him but gets HIT WITH A DISCUS ELBOW SMASH!
Taylor: QUEEN ANNE’S REVENGE TO MARIA BANKS!
Williams yells for Garcia to get up, who does and moves back to the apron as Williams pulls Ordox to his corner. He tags in Garcia who lifts Ordox into a Gory Special position! Williams backs up and HITS ORDOX WITH A BICYCLE KICK! GARCIA THEN DROPS HIM FACE FIRST WITH THE GORY BOMB!
Taylor: MARKED FOR DEATH!
Romano: AND GARCIA GOES FOR THE PIN!
ONE!
TWO!
THREEEE!
Williams makes sure that Banks doesn’t get up.
Jessie Love: And the winners of the match… THE REVENANTS!
Taylor: And the ReVenenats have done it!
Romano: Excellent teamwork from the two. It seems they work well as a tag team.
Taylor: All three of them have so far been finding success, now we just have to wonder if Neo James Carner tonight can keep that up?
The cameras cut backstage as Charles Akiyama is holding a microphone and smiling at the camera.
Akiyama: Greetings, everyone. I am here with the man known as the Manager Extraordinaire, Eddie Walker, as his client Adam Sanders prepares to take on Alexander Shaw here in a little bit.
The camera pans a bit to reveal Eddie Walker standing next to Akiyama. Walker is dressed in a t-shirt and a pair of cargo shorts and has a microphone of his own.
Akiyama: Eddie, your client is facing off with someone who has intimate knowledge of the man who brought you into this industry. Does that worry you at all as he faces someone that was trained by this man?
Walker gives a warm grin before replying.
Walker: I’m not. Because just as much information Shaw might be able to translate from Adrien to Adam from their prior run-ins in the WWA, Adrien was able to show us a few matches of Shaw’s from back in the day as well when he and Pete Whealdon were one of the biggest tag teams of that Alliance. But that’s the thing about Shaw. He always did his work as a tag team. And all the information on Shaw that we have is direct information from a first-hand source. Shaw is going to try to “extrapolate” what he knows about Adrien, which Adrien is NOT the same wrestler he was ten years ago, and try to use that data against Adam. That’s not how this works. I don’t care what you know about Adrien. I don’t care what you know about me. Adam is a completely different monster with a skill set vastly different from the Dropkick King. Using all of that information is next to useless and when Adam defeats Shaw in that ring, you will see that Adam is his own person and not just some carbon copy of Adrien.
Akiyama: When you say different, you mean?
Walker: Well, Adrien is much smaller and much quicker. Adam is larger and much more powerful. Adrien has to depend on his brain a lot more than Adam has to, but Adam is starting to get to that point where he might be just as dangerous in his mind as he is physically. I look at him and have to realize that he isn’t a rookie anymore. Adam Sanders is in his fourth year in this industry. He’s not the same kid he was when we first started getting him out there. He’s grown so much over the years and I think his potential has yet to be revealed because at the same time, he’s only twenty-six. He’s not in his mid-to-late thirties like Rob Garcia and Alexander Shaw who have been around all this time and we know what they are and what they are ceiling is. Adam’s ceiling is still in flux.
Akiyama: You think he’s one of the biggest up-and-comers in the industry?
Walker: The biggest one on my client list. I know talent when I see it. I’ve seen the fight it takes to get someone to the top of the mountain. And Adam Sanders is capable of all of that. And you better believe that if that by the world sees that he has “it” and he’s holding the top belt of AWF, XHF, or wherever he’s wrestling, I will be standing right beside him and yelling loudly that I told every single one of you that he had what it took to get here.
Akiyama: So you think the comments by Rob Garcia and his manager Jeff Noon…
Walker: Rob Garcia wouldn’t know a talented opponent if he shared the ring with someone who holds the X*Crown eight times. He sure as hell would never acknowledge it. And Jeff Noon, if he is capable of a singular independent thought, sure as hell enables that mindset of Rob Garcia. I swear, there are times where I wonder if Jeff Noon truly understands how wrestling works. He keeps making these comments about Rob was cheated, how Rob won fair at Beach Blast when he got involved, and then tries to blame me when I’ve never interfered in a match in my life. Look at me. I’m forty-five. I didn’t do any sports in high school. I played music most of my life. My job right now is all talent management and organization. Yeah, I get on camera for Adam as a favor. But Jeff on the other hand…
Walker shakes his head.
Walker: A talent is a talent. I want to bring the best out of them, and that’s what I want to do with Adam. If I taint a victory of his, that’s bad on me. His victories should be treated respectfully and honored. The spotlight is for him. The prestige, no pun intended, is for him. I’m just here to help get him there. And tonight, when he takes on Alexander Shaw and walks out of that ring victorious, then it will be a lesson to all of those in the AWF, nah, the network, what Adam Sanders is capable of.
Akiyama: Thank you very much, Mr. Walker for spending some time with us and talking.
Walker: Thank you, good sir.
The drum fill followed by the opening guitar riff for the title track off the fourth studio album by Canadian punk band Sum 41 begins to blare on the Ascension PA system. The fans begin to cheer as the lights go dark and a single spotlight appears on the ramp.
One, two, three, four
The rest of the band joins the guitar as Adam Sanders emerges behind the curtain. The fans give the Awkward One loud cheers as the spotlight follows his trek towards the ring.
Announcer: From Grand Rapids, Michigan, weighing in at two hundred forty pounds, he is the Awkward One… ADAM SANDERS!!
Well, I won’t be caught living in a dead end job
While praying to my government guns and gods
Now it’s us against them, we’re here to represent
And spit right in the face of the establishment!
Sanders walks up the stairs, walks down the apron a bit and puts both arms in the air. The fans continue to give loud cheers for the WCG competitor as he steps between the top and middle rope to enter the ring. He steps on the opposite turnbuckle, the chorus of the song becomes the backdrop for him to hop back into the ring.
Well because we're doing fine, and we don't need to be told
That we're doing fine, 'cause we won't give you control.
And we don't need anything from you,
'Cause we'll be just fine, and we won't be bought and sold, just like you
Taylor: What an explosive match about to come! We have Adam Sanders who is quite... Well...
Romano: Awkward? Who cares? His wrestling is on point!
Repetitive distorted bass and punched drums funeral march forward as the opening guitar stabs of "Lean on the Ghost" by Young Widow blast over the PA.
As the lights fade up from black to icy blue, Alexander Shaw steps from behind the curtain. adjusting the leather glove on his right hand, he checks his hair making sure it is well out of his way before marching to the ring, ignoring the fans.
Those who reach out to slap his biceps, and those throwing out insults.
Circling the Ring once, he slides in as the song hits it first refrain of noisey guitar minimalism, waiting for the match to begin.
Taylor: And now, there's Alexander Shaw! He's the one who nearly won and secured that belt shot!
Romano: This makes him dangerous. Sanders would be wise not to take him lightly.
Singles Match
Adam Sanders vs Alexander Shaw
DING DING DING!!
The bell sounds and this match-up between the bitter veteran and the young up-and-comer begins. The Michigan native makes the first step forward, but Alexander Shaw makes sure Adam knows that was a mistake as he gives him a stiff forearm strike to Sanders’s head. Sanders stumbles backwards and gives Shaw an opportunity to follow that up with a double leg takedown and continues with a flurry of lefts and rights until Steve Tyrell orders him to stop. Shaw shoots him a dirty look that makes him take a couple of steps back. But Shaw’s intimidation of the referee gave Adam the opening he needed to shove his knee into Shaw’s mid-section.
Romano: And there’s some quick thinking from Adam Sanders.
Taylor: Well, if Tyrell wouldn’t have distracted him with all this rules nonsense.
Adam Sanders delivers a quick palm strike to the jaw of Alexander Shaw before delivering a quick suplex. Shaw bounces right back up and runs into a thunderous dropkick from the Awkward One.
Romano: As much as Shaw knows about the man who trained Adam, you would have thought he would have seen that dropkick coming.
Taylor: It’s just a dropkick. Calm down.
Sanders goes for the cover to try to get an early win, Tyrell with count for the pinfall.
ONE…
TWO…
THR...NO!!
Alexander Shaw gets his shoulder off the mat at the last second. Adam Sanders pulls Shaw back up to his feet but Shaw sneaks in a low blow that Steve Tyrell couldn’t see. When Sanders drops to his knees and Tyrell inquires to Shaw, he is given another death glare. Shaw grabs a handful of Adam’s hair and yanks him into the corner before delivering a handful for strikes that Steve Tyrell doesn’t even bother counting anymore.
Taylor: And this is why they call him the Milwaukee Mauler. Masterful display of Alexander Shaw’s brawling capabilities.
Romano: You mean by sneaking in low blows and referee intimidation.
Taylor: Oh great. We’re setting up the Adam excuses already. Can you wait til Shaw wins the match before you start spewing those?
Knowing the referee isn’t going to help him get out of this position and dealing with one of the better brawlers in the industry, Adam Sanders knows he has to do something. It takes every ounce of strength out of the youngster to shove the larger Shaw off of him. Shaw laughs before going for a quick lariat, but Sanders is able to duck the move. Shaw turns around and finds himself dropped with the Motor City Circuit.
Romano: And that could be a momentum shifter right there!! Motor City Circuit!!
Taylor: Come on, Shaw! Get up!! Don’t let him cover you!
Romano: Cover by Sanders!!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THR...NO!!
Romano: And Alexander Shaw gets his bottom foot on the rope.
Taylor: Steve Tyrell is seeing everything Shaw wants him to see. This is going exactly as planned!
Shaw looks upset by the signature move being used on him. He throws another lariat, but Adam sees it coming and redirects Shaw back to the corner. Adam goes for a big boot, but Shaw is now the one ducking the move and sending Adam’s right leg over the rope.
Taylor: Ouch! Hope you ain’t planning on having kids, kid.
Romano: Sanders did recently get engaged. I sure hope that doesn’t get affected by this.
Shaw watches carefully as Sanders tries to get back into the ring. As he does, he grabs him with an inverted headlock, which anyone who has watched Shaw wrestle a match knows what follows this…
Romano: This isn’t good.
Taylor: Braaaaaaainbooooooooomb!!!
Shaw does the lariat transition to perfection and the Awkward One is down on the mat. Shaw looks down at his opponent and points towards the backstage area where he knows Eddie Walker is likely watching on a monitor. He might not have a microphone, but with no fan noise, the cameras pick up his words very clearly.
Shaw: You see this, Walker! This is on YOU!! This is YOUR FAULT!! And you can’t even watch this in person like a MAN! COME OUT HERE AND WATCH THIS, YOU COWARD!
Romano: Shaw, focus on your opponent, not his manager backstage.
Taylor: No, Eddie needs to be accountable for what Shaw is going to do next. He needs to come out here!
Shaw starts to choke Sanders out with his foot on his throat until Eddie Walker appears on the ramp.
Taylor: There he is! Finally came out of his little hiding spot.
Romano: Eddie has something in his hands. Is that a posterboard?
Shaw looks down the ramp and sees the man he spent a lot of time insulting and laughs. Eddie Walker says no words, but instead holds up his sign, which has merely five words on it: “I believe in you, Adam”. Shaw has clearly had enough of this before hooking the leg and finally going for another cover.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THR...NO!!
Romano: Adam Sanders with the kickout at the count of two! I was not expecting him to keep fighting after all that.
Taylor: Dumb of him to want to continue, that’s for damn sure. And look at that silly sign Eddie is holding up.
Alexander Shaw looks like he wants to land a Throatruiner as he pulls Adam up by the hair once more and prepared to hit the short arm lariat to seal the match, but Adam gives Shaw a kick to the midsection once he was up. Shaw shoves Adam down but Adam immediately gets back up. He charges at Sanders once more before Sanders sidesteps. Sanders waits for Shaw to bounce off the ropes, chest first with his back to Sanders. Once he is within reach, Adam grabs him and hooks him for a German suplex, but keeps the arms locked for two more after delivering it. Upon the third one, Sanders is back to his feet and glaring angrily at Shaw.
Sanders: Beach Blast was NOT Eddie’s fault.
Adam spoke with low volume but clearly unhappy with everything Shaw said about his manager. He places Shaw’s head between his legs before lifting him up and dropping him down with an elevated powerbomb.
Taylor: That might be the most words I’ve ever heard from him in person.
Romano: Yeah, he’s pretty quiet when he’s not sitting in his house with a GoPro, but he definitely had a message for Alexander Shaw. That Nerd Out might have been part of it, but I feel like that’s not the end.
Adam Sanders lifts Alexander Shaw one last time and placing him on his shoulders. He delivers the move that was once the finishing move of his mentor and teacher back when Alexander Shaw knew him ten years ago…
Romano: Dream Breaker!! This might be it!! Cover!!
Taylor: Kick out, Shaw!!
Steve Tyrell gives the count with authority. After all the intimidation Tyrell was given at the hands of Shaw, he made sure to savor every moment of his hand slapping the mat.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!
DING DING DING!!
Taylor: NO!!!
Romano: Sanders did it!!
“Underclass Hero” starts to play as everyone’s favorite underdog has his arm raised in the middle of the ring.
Jessie Love: AND THE WINNER IS… ADAAAAAM SAAANDEERRRRRRS!
The camera pans back to Taylor and Romano at their booth.
Taylor: Before we go on with the night. We have some special footage to show!
Romano: Ooooh boy.
Taylor: A few nights ago, AWF’s own time traveler, Guilotina showed up on the Jimmy Fallon show! Here’s what he had to say-
Romano rolls his eyes blatantly.
Taylor: Something wrong, Cassius?
Romano: Just roll the damn clip and get this nonsense over with.
[The screen fades in Jimmy Fallon sitting on a stool. He was wearing a white collarless shirt, a black vest jacket on top, black pants and black shoes. In the background you could see large windows with a view of New York City.]
Jimmy Fallon: Welcome to The Tonight’s show, this is Jimmy Fallon and 30 feet from me is the live music band “The Roots”. We thank you for tuning in and sharing with us one hour of great laughs and stories.
Tonight we got three guests. First, the man of the hour, the time hopper responsible for countless memes, videos and social media speculation. “Guillotina”. Then we got movie star and former WWE wrestler “Dwayne Johnson” and last we got the company of the astrophysicist “Andreia Carrillo”. We are gonna talk a little about their lives while we inject a little bit of so much needed humor.
[Camera fades in the scene where Guillotina is introduced in the studio.]
Jimmy Fallon: Here is the man that published a video in social media and went viral as a result of millions of people not being able to explain what really happened. Polls suggest that the majority of the world’s population don’t believe that the AWF professional wrestler is actually a time traveler. Some people say it was an illusionist trick, others that it was AWF pulling a stunt to establish a gimmick, others go as far as saying that he is working for the elite to distract the people from something else that may be happening in another corner of the world.
Well, he is here to try to clear some doubts. Hopefully… I’m not very optimistic this is gonna clear anything for Donald Trump though, not after the amount of bleach he has consumed anyway.
Ladies and Gentlemen, Guillotina.
[Guillotina walks in from a room hidden behind a wall. He was wearing the exact same outfit Jimmy Fallon was wearing, Jimmy Fallon made a wtf face and laugh while Guillotina did the same thing].
Jimmy Fallon: Wow! Talk about coincidences.
Guillotina: What are you talking about? You gave me this because you didn’t like my “futuristic suit”.
[Voices echoed in the background saying “Oooooh”].
Jimmy Fallon: Ooooh you really did me like that huh?
Guillotina: Jimmy I thank you for inviting me to your show but if I start it with lies, neither you or anyone else is gonna believe what I’m gonna say in this show.
Jimmy Fallon: Fair enough! How was the teleport to New York?
Guillotina: Oh I don’t teleport every time I need to go somewhere, in fact I can’t teleport to a place I haven’t visited already.
Jimmy Fallon: So how did you get here?
Guillotina: I flew on my bike.
Jimmy Fallon: Oh that...that sounded really easy. [He smiled as everyone else in the studio laughed] I’m sure everyone could use a bike that flies, saving us hours of time and money on gas.
Guillotina: If you mean gasoline you’ll be happy to know that we no longer depend on fossil fuel so my bike runs on a different kind of fuel.
Jimmy Fallon: It gets better! What fuel is it?
Guillotina: Exicilium. A chemical that does not exist on this planet yet.
Jimmy Fallon: Oh great! I’m sure oil companies are looking forward to the discovery of this substance or Chris Horner who was calling your intervention a “blessing”, I wonder how happy he is now that you time traveled to reveal this. Guillotina, as you may know, we got questions, questions that could help you prove that you are who you say you are. Are you willing to answer them?
Guillotina: Of course!
Jimmy Fallon: The first question that comes to mind after seeing you not wearing a mask, are you immune to Covid-19?
Guillotina: Yes I am. My body is immune to all forms Covid and Influenza viruses as well as many other viruses and diseases that you are yet to face. Not only I’m immune but they’ve been sealed so I don’t infect you with these diseases.
Jimmy Fallon: Fantastic! That means that we found the cure!
Guillotina: And not thanks to Donald Trump!
Jimmy Fallon: I believe that! Is Donald Trump in the future’s history books?
Guillotina: Honestly not. For some reason his name and legacy have been erased from the history of mankind. He is the very embodiment of the mistakes we as the human race had to learn from and just like you are throwing monuments now, we erased any information we had about him.
Jimmy Fallon: Are there other time travelers?
Guillotina: I don’t know. If there are I’d like to meet them, maybe they come from a further future than myself and could give me some answers too.
Jimmy Fallon: Like what?
Guillotina: I can’t comment on that.
Jimmy Fallon: Alright. How about a little test? I’ve written in this paper right here as you can see, this phrase “Kbaza Kuku Namaza”, if you are a time traveler, go back 5 minutes into the past and tell me this made up sentence.
[Both stare at each other and burst out laughing.]
Guillotina: It doesn’t work that way. First, I cannot just snap my fingers and spawn sometime in the past, I have to use my ship for that. Second, it takes a tremendous amount of energy and unfortunately the source of that energy is not available in this present time.
Jimmy Fallon: Right! The exicilium!
Guillotina: No, exicilium powers my ship’s teleporting and space traveling capabilities, but time traveling requires another source that I can’t reveal for the sake of preserving human history.
Jimmy Fallon: What do you mean?
Guillotina: Some information could alter the future in a way that may put in danger my own existence.
Jimmy Fallon: Aaah got it! Got it!
Guillotina: And third, doing it will not change anything, you will think that I spied or that I’m a magician or worse, your audience will think you are in it for the little stunt.
Jimmy Fallon: So, what can you do to show us that you are a time traveler?
Guillotina: I don’t think that is possible, not on camera at least, people will have to see it with their own eyes and not just see it but experience a moment where my technology affects them somehow to believe me.
Jimmy Fallon: Many conspiracy theorists and other groups like flat earthers and concave planet enthusiasts claim that earth is not round. What do you say about that?
Guillotina: I’d say they’d need to look at the photograph I took when I teleported to space. A photograph of planet earth.
Jimmy Fallon: Would you mind showing it to us? Before this segment ends?
Guillotina: Absolutely but first I’d like to say that we came a long way as a species and that change will not happen if it does not start within you. This is not philosophy or a motivational quote, this is a fact. Flat earthers, concave earthers, round earthers and pear shape earthers will be sad to see how earth really looks from outside.
[Guillotina pulls out an iphone 11 from his pocket and shows this picture of planet earth, followed by a laugh outburst in the entire studio before the screen fades to black.]
Taylor: Now that was an interesting interview.
Romano: Vampires… time travelers… What next? Killer clowns from outer space?
Taylor: Well we did have that one reject application. That said, let’s not get off track. The main event of the night is here- Bloodied Fox versus Neo James Carner!
The arena lights pulse red as 'Riot' starts up. Bloodied Fox steps through the curtain, a look of determination on his face and the United States title strapped diagonally across his chest. He taps the belt's faceplate then salutes the ring, letting out a cry of "WALK WITH FOX!!!". Smiling, he heads down to the ring, mounting a turnbuckle and unstrapping the belt, holding it up proudly for all to see.
Jessie Love: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first... he is the AWF United States Champion... BLOOODIEEEEDDDDD FOOOOOOOOOOOOOX!
A cavalcade of clapping begins as the D.R.U.G.S. tune "King I Am" blares over the sound system.
"You can feel the fear when I walk by
Tail between your legs make 'em run and hide
And I can see the pain pouring out your eyes
I think I am finally, starting to feel like the KING I AM!
The song kicks in over the loudspeakers as the sound of guitars ascend to the boiling point and the song engages. Neo begins to make a triumphant strut down to the ring, his chin held high with the XHF Phoenix Title over his shoulder. He looks down all around the ramp, keeping his bearded chin up as he glides effortlessly forward in a striding saunter. The pompous cocky attitude radiating from his being at this point.
Neo makes it to the ringside area as he circles around the ring, jumping up effortlessly onto the apron and climbs into the ring. He walks over to the ropes on the side of the stage as he grabs the top rope with his hands and then yanks down on it, flexing all of his muscles before releasing it, a giant white and red pyro exploding out the top of the nearby turnbuckle like a mortar.
Taylor: Folks, the stage is set for this Champion vs Champion showmatch!
Romano: Some people have argued that the XHF Phoenix Title is more prestigious than the AWF United States Title... these two will put that theory to the test right now!
Champion vs Champion
Bloodied Fox vs Neo James Carner
DING DING DING!
Fox and Neo circle each other, slowly, keeping an eye on each other. It seems like nobody wants to make the first move until Fox rushes in to lock up with Neo, but Neo takes a step back, slipping between the ropes and stepping on the apron. Fox shouts some choice words to Neo, but we can't make them out. Neo shrugs it off. The referee asks Fox to take a step back, and he obliges. Neo slinks his way back into the ring. The circling begins again, Fox checking his gloves as they begin the game of cat and mouse again. Fox goes for a double leg takedown, but Neo sidesteps him, forcing Fox to his side like a charging bull. Neo flourishes his wrists like a matador, even giving a bit of a taunt.
Neo: OLÉ!!
Carner rolls out of the ring and just leans against the ring post.
ONE!
TWO!
Fox returns to his feet and paces over to the ropes, but stops, interested in seeing how Neo plays this out.
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
Neo ignores the count, pacing over to the announcers table and leaning on it.
Romano: You know there's a match going on, right?
Neo shrugs at him.
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
Neo finally removes himself from the table and slowly wanders his way back towards the ring.
NINE!
He rolls in just before the referee counts ten. Back in the ring, Carner slowly pulls himself back up using the ropes as Fox patiently waits for him to get back up. Returning fully vertical, Fox charges towards him but misses Carner by milliseconds as he dodges Fox with a somersault before rolling back out of the ring. Neo turns to the announcers area and takes a bow.
Romano: He's just wasting time.
Taylor: This isn't even wrestling! It's just... nothing!
Neo turns back to find Fox is rolling out of the ring, and quickly makes a beeline to the other side of the ring to slide back in. Fox follows back in, looking for a chase, but Neo slides back out. Both men lock eyes from a good distance apart. Neo turns back to Fox, giving him a sarcastic salute and makes his way towards the announcers table. Fox circles around the ring to follow, keeping him on the other side of the ring. Suddenly, Neo grabs a hold of the XHF Phoenix Championship and turns to head towards the entrance ramp. He begins to make his way up the entrance ramp. The mic on one camera catches him muttering something under his breath. He reaches the top of the ramp and turns to shout something at Bloodied Fox.
Neo: I DO BELIE--
RUNNING DROPKICK!
CARNER GOES DOWN!
Taylor: About time!!
The XHF Phoenix Title bounces off the entrance ramp. Fox reaches down and grabs the back of Neo’s head, hauling him up. He pulls Neo over to the ring and rolls him in before following in after him. Fox hits Neo with a stomp, then another stomp, before pulling Neo up to his feet. He locks in a collar and elbow on Neo before tossing him against the ropes. On the rebound Fox hits Neo with a knee to the gut followed by a discus forearm smash that connects as Neo keels over. Fox grabs Neo’s wrist and pulls him in quickly for a clothesline! Still having arm control, Fox applies an armbar! Neo rolls backwards, forcing Fox to his stomach as he does so, before wriggling free of the hold. Carner leaps up and drops a double knee drop Fox’s back, before clobbering him a double axe handle to the back of Fox’s head! Neo reaches down and rips into Fox's back with a nasty back rake. Neo removes himself from Fox, standing up, before adding insult to injury with a face wash with the bottom of his boot.
Taylor: Absolutely disrespectful.
Romano: Carner believe he's just better than him! You saw his conversation with Seth Dillinger this week!
Neo takes a moment to dust himself off, pantomiming like touching Fox has somehow dirtied him. He catches a palm strike to the skull for his dilly-dallying. Fox pulls in Neo and drops him with a belly-to-belly suplex! Neo scampers back to his feet, finding himself on the receiving end of a question mark kick from a fired up Bloodied Fox! The shot knocks Neo down once more. Fox crawls over, looking as if he’s going for a pin, but instead hammers a forearm strike to Neo’s face. Fox reels back and swings down for another strike, but Neo surprises him with a quick roll-up!
ONE!
TW-
KICKOUT!!!
Neo springs back to his feet. Fox springs back to his feet. They charge each other! Neo goes for a lariat! Fox ducks it and keeps charging, hitting the ropes and returning to Neo with a lariat of his own-- But Neo ducks it! Fox continues charging, hitting the ropes once more and bouncing back to Neo, taking to the skies for a jumping knee strike... but he's caught my Neo mid-flight! Neo drops him on his knee with a shinbreaker! Neo gets back up but keeps a hold of Fox’s ankle. Neo drops an elbow strike to the knee cap!! Neo lets go and leaps up for a dropkick -- BUT FOX CATCHES HIM! HE QUICKLY DROPS HIM TO THE MAT WITH A SIT-OUT POWERBOMB! He holds the position for the pin!
ONE!
TWO--
KICKOUT!!!
Taylor: Bloodied Fox is half this guy's size and he just hit him with a powerbomb!
Romano: He may be smaller, but he used Neo's momentum against him to get the upper hand.
Fox gets back up and grabs Neo by the back of the neck before unceremoniously clocking him with a forearm smash. Neo stumbles backwards and Fox charges towards the ropes and returns with a jumping shoulder block that knocks Neo down to the mat! Carner stumbles back up to his feet, finding himself on the receiving end of a front hurricanrana! Down he goes! Fox is quick to get back up and haul Neo off to the corner. Fox grabs hold of Neo's wrist and goes to the second rope, clearly planning something spectacular-- DOESN'T MATTER! Neo rolls forward and takes Fox off the ropes with an arm drag! Both men crash land and take a moment to slow things down, getting back up to their feet. Fox glowers across the ring at Neo.
Taylor: Fox really wants this one, you can feel it!
The action is reset. Neo James Carner and Bloodied Fox lock up in the center of the ring. Fox whips Neo into the ropes. On the rebound, Fox catches Neo with a roundhouse head kick that rocks Carner! Neo rotates around for a full 360 in a daze, as he turns back he’s thrown to the mat with a quick snapmare! Fox sprints forwards, hitting the ropes, and returns with a shining wizard to the seated Carner! BOOM! Neo catches the majority of the strike upside his head and flops over sideways as a result. Fox quickly gets over to Neo and locks in a hammerlock on the downed Carner! Neo quickly learns that he’s stranded in the middle of the ring without a rope to grab! Neo tries to throw a wild elbow but Fox dodges it. Carner manages to pull himself to his knees as Fox continues to apply the hold on his arm. Finally to his feet, Neo once more swings wild for an elbow, but Fox again dodges it with a head bob. Carner takes a deep breath as as Fox cranks up with one more strong heave of his arm. Neo looks down, quick thinking-- and STOMPS on Fox's toes! Carner somersaults forwards, sending Fox sailing with a modified snapmare -- and Neo gets up CHARGING!! He bounces off the ropes and returns to Fox, who was in the process of getting back to his feet, with an enzuigiri! Fox slumps. COVER!
ONE!
KICKOUT!!!
Romano: It's going to take more than that to put down Fox tonight!
They're back up-- chop from Fox! Chop from Neo! Fox responds by whipping Neo towards the ropes. On the rebound he ducks a shoulder and SENDS NEO OVER THE ROPES WITH A BACK BODY DROP! Mid-flight, Neo manages to grab hold of the top rope and lands safely on the apron. Fox turns around and CATCHES AN EYE RAKE FROM CARNER! Fox holds his eyes, unable to see, which lets Neo grab him on the back of the neck and drag him out through the ropes onto the apron with him. Fox blindly throws a haymaker in Neo's general direction, and Neo throws a forearm of his own. BOTH HIT! The two men slump down on the apron.
Taylor: This is dangerous, because the apron is the hard--
Romano: Nope. Don't even say it. Stop it right there.
Both men pull themselves back up to their feet on the apron, breathing heavily and catching their breath. After a moment of rest... a FLURRY of blows are exchanged! Elbow strike! Forearm smash! Palm strike! Elbow strike! Palm strike! Chop! Palm strike! Spinning back elbow! Another chop! Elbow strike! Another forearm smash-- NO! Fox stops the incoming arm from Neo and arm drags Neo into the barricade! Neo eats a face full of barrier for his efforts. Fox returns to his feet on the outside, leaning against the apron for support.
Taylor: Explosive duel between those two, but Fox emerges with the upper hand!
Fox goes to chase after Neo, who was slow to get up, when out of the corner of his eye he sees a man hop the barricade, realizing it was a charging Rob Garcia! LARIAT -- FOX DUCKS UNDERNEATH!! Fox quickly grabs onto Neo and tosses him into Rob Garcia. Rob catches Neo, carefully leaning him on barricade before turning back to Fox. Garcia approaches Fox, who starts to slowly back away. That's when the referee gets involved and slides out of the ring, putting himself between Garcia and Fox. The referee starts to push back on Garcia, telling him to back away. Fox watches this all unfold as Garcia protests...
AXE HANDLE FROM BEHIND! KEITH WILLIAMS WAS IN THE HOUSE!!! FOX HITS THE GROUND!
Taylor: The ReVenants are out here to gang up on Fox! Unfair!
Romano: The referee didn't see the hit because he's too busy dealing with Garcia. Pretty classic move. It pays to have friends in this company!
Williams quickly hops back over the barrier and hides out of sight, having made his impact. Garcia sees this play out and backs away, giving in to the referee's demands and backing up the entrance ramp. The referee turns to see Neo pulling himself back up to his feet and standing over a downed Fox. The ref is confused, but doesn't know what transpired. He shouts at Neo to get the action back into the ring and Neo obliges, picking up Fox and rolling him back into the ring. Neo quickly follows and throws Fox into the corner and chases after him with a running lariat! It connects. Neo lifts Fox up to sit on the top rope, climbing up to join him on the second rope. He pulls Fox up into a suplex position...
Taylor: This can't be good!
...but Fox hits him with a downward knee strike! And another! AND ANOTHER! Neo’s forced to lower Fox back down to the top ropes. Fox hits Neo with a back elbow strike before LEAPING OFF THE ROPES AND CATCHING NEO'S HEAD, PLANTING HIM ON THE MAT WITH A CORKSCREW "BLOODDTED" DDT!! Carner's neck is slammed relentlessly into the canvas! Neo’s laid out in the center of the ring! Fox covers!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!?
KICKOUT!!
Fox can't believe it! He holds up three fingers to the referee, who claims it was a kick out at the very last millisecond! Fox pounds the mat in frustration before scrambling back up. Fox heaves Neo back up to his feet. He pulls Neo in, then sends him back down with a snap suplex. Fox gets back up to his feet, meeting Neo who was in the process of making his way to his hands and knees, and pulls him back up once more, crashing a knee lift into his midsection. He slips behind Neo and smacks the back of his head with a jumping enzuigiri! Fox races back to his feet and locks up Neo again, hitting him with a Fox Trap Suplex! He goes for another cover!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE--
KICKOUT!
Still not enough!! Fox knows what needs to be done, returning to his feet with determination in his eyes. He pulls Neo up and ducks behind him, grabbing his wrist. Fox pulls the ripcord, going for his A HUSTLE, SWEETHEART, only for Neo to see it coming, sending him into the ropes with an irish whip! Fox stumbles at the ropes -- Keith Williams is back and grabbed at his ankle! Fox turns back to Williams, shouting at him. The referee joins Fox’s side, scolding Williams who holds his hands up and pretending to mind his own business. Fox turns back to finish the job-- INTO A BRASS KNUCKLE PUNCH FROM NEO!
Taylor: NO! Where did those come from!?
Romano: If I had to guess, probably Rob Garcia.
Fox drops like a sack of potatoes and Neo tosses the knuckles out to ringside to dispose of the evidence. He covers Fox, shouting for the referee to pay attention. As the referee turns, he sees Neo covering Fox, and counts it!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Jessie Love: Here is your winner... THE XHF PHOENIX CHAMPION... NEO JAMES CARNERRRRRRR!
Neo stands up as his hands are raised, leaving a broken and unconscious Fox out on the ground.
Taylor: NO! NOT LIKE THIS! FOX GOT THE TASTE PUNCHED OUTTA HIS MOUTH!
Romano: It's only cheating if you get caught, Tommy, and the ReVenants played that exactly right.
"KING I AM" by D.R.U.G.S. hits the PA system and Garcia runs to the ring, handing Neo his Phoenix Title. Williams also joins them in the ring with a shit-eating grin on his face. The trio stands tall, celebrating their victory over Fox as the broadcast comes to a close.
