Thursday Night Inferno, Episode #4 [January 21st]
Jan 21, 2021 21:23:35 GMT -5
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Washington: Lighting the fire tonight, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, he is the sharpest dressed ring announcer in the XHF, and the #2 in charge in FIRESIDE, MARCUSSSSS WASSHINGTOOONN!
The crowd is fairly confused at ring announcer Marcus Washington standing up at the top of the ramp, armed with a pack of matches.
Washington: What we have tonight for you folks is a 'Skeleton Show'. Unfortunately, many of our talents have already flown out to Alaska, where they'll be competing against other XHF talents at Supremacy, live on the 31st!
The crowd boos the bad news.
Washington: We have instead tonight are some hidden gems, some debuting talents, and mostly a no-disqualification match featuring Gebin and Dinosaur Bones!
The crowd pops for the big main event, and only get louder as they cheer and boo the mentions of their favorite and least favorite wrestlers.
Washington: So I wish our hearty crew of Otto Ritter, Mistress Discipline, Daku Suzuki, Hayden Callahan, Curtis Kanyon, Hayden Callahan, and MYOJIN the best of luck! Now onto the show!
The speech ends with Washington striking the match against his shoe in the ever-coolest of style, before beginning his walk down to the ring to announce.
Wright: A special 'Skeleton Show' tonight, but make no bones about it, it should be a good one!
Park: That grudge match between Dinosaur Bones and Gebin could be huge!
Wright: We've also got some great debuts tonight, including Ron Hamilton and the singles debut of our Combustion holder, Lucas Nix!
The graphics department barely gets to put up the graphic for the transition as a pumped-up Marcus Washington begins announcing while he's still walking down to the ring.
Washington: The following contest is a debut match, scheduled for one fall!
Wright: Speaking of, here's one of those fun debuts to kick off the show tonight for our skeleton show!
Park: The thing about a skeleton show like this -- a show with fewer matches and fewer people wrestling -- is you really have a chance to stand out.
Wright: A match against one half of the FIRESIDE tag team champions is the way to go!
Washington: Introducing first, making his FIRESIDE debut, from Bethnall Green, London, weighing in at 250 pounds, he is ROOONNNN HAMILLLTOOOON!
Carter Burtwell’s ‘Legend’ hits the speakers as the sharply-dressed Ron Hamilton passes through the curtains. The Englishman is wearing an elegant tuxedo -- which he quickly rips away to reveal black wrestling trunks and a more brutal boxing look.
Wright: This is Ron Hamilton, making his debut, a former UWL wrestler and nightclub brawler from overseas. He has some really rough edges to him, a bit of a temper if I’ve heard from my sources back home. He’s pissed off a lot of people.
Park: Well, a new year, a new opportunity for him.
Hamilton climbs into the ring, nodding at Washington. He stretches against the ropes as he waits for the champion.
Washington: And his opponent, accompanied to the ring by former President Curtis Kanyon, he is one half of the FIRESIDE Tag Team Champions known as the Unique Stud Alliance, from Portland, Oregon, he is ‘Devilish’ Donny Deville!
‘Teknopathetic’ by Hideki Naganuma hits the speakers as Donny comes out of the back with a cartwheel into a front flip and lands in the modern super hero pose looking out at the crowd. He nods to them briefly before springing forth and flipping his way down the ramp, each one adding more twists than the last, finally landing perfectly. He pulls the ropes down and uses them to launch himself on top before moonsaulting off of them, again landing in that hero pose as he waits. The crowd sees through his antics and boos him, and even having former President Curtis Kanyon in his corner does not make things better.
Wright: Aww, I’m surprised the fans are raining down boos this hard on Deville!
Park: Some people are starting to see through his shining star act, not to mention Donny and Kanyon nearly breaking Piledriver Pete’s neck at Good Riddance!
Wright: Ah, that’s true. I forgot about that.
Park: Or Deville turning on his tag team partner just moments after winning the tag team championships with him.
Wright: Okay, he might be a bad man, positive COVID messages be damned.
The bell rings and the match is on with ‘Devilish’ Donny Deville having to roll out of the way to avoid a fast clothesline from the debuting Englishman. Hamilton backs Deville into a corner and it becomes immediately clear that he’s more of a striker than a wrestler, firing off lefts and rights to the gut of the FIRESIDE tag team champion in the corner. The champion has nowhere to go but across the ring as Hamilton grabs him and whips him that way, but Deville responds by running up the turnbuckles and launching himself into a moonsault, taking down his opponent!
Wright: Fast action in the early-goings of this match as the balance shifts, with Deville landing a step ahead of Hamilton after an early hurricane of punches from the newcomer!
Park: Hamilton’s looking to not throw away his shot here, but he’s gotta be careful or he’ll be leaving this match unsatisfied.
Deville keeps on top of Hamilton, hooking both legs for the cover!
...ONE…
...Hamilton kicks out!
Hamilton shoves Deville off and slides out underneath the ring ropes to catch his breath and take a break after getting the wrong side of his initial encounter. President Kanyon stands back with his arms up, protesting his innocence as Ron seemingly yells at anyone he’s around. Referee Chris Mardinly begins to count out the newer competitor before Deville grabs his attention to talk about his Olympic accomplishments. Kanyon takes the opportunity to spin around Ron Hamilton and catch him with a Kanyon Cutter!
Wright: Whoah! A cheap shot from the former president!
Park: One day out of office, we know he’s not happy, and not even trying to follow the rules of this match!
Wright: Deville’s right hand man hits much harder than a standard punch with that cutter!
The referee turns around to keep counting as the fans boo the FIRESIDE tag team champions even louder. The President pardons himself from any wrongdoing as Deville stands by the ropes, waiting for his moment to land on the Englishman. Deville springboards off the top rope, crashing down onto his opponent with a springboard swanton!
Wright: Incoming! Both men are down on the outside!
Park: After that cutter from Kanyon, the tag team champion is rolling here.
Wright: At this rate, I’m not sure he needed the help!
Donny Deville is back up to his feet, grabbing Hamilton off of the floor on the outside and rolling him back into the ring. He stops Hamilton’s momentum, keeping him from moving too far into the ring as he positions his head and part of his upper torso so that they’re both hanging out over the apron. Deville climbs the steel steps and gets a running start before performing a rolling senton on the apron, crashing down and sending both men back to the floor!
Wright: The Olympic gymnast is putting on a clinic here, and I would be worried if I was the debuting Hamilton right now.
Park: Not a great start to his time here, that’s for sure! Right now the world’s only wide enough for Deville!
Referee Chris Mardinly’s count increases to four as the champion is pulled back to his feet by his tag team partner. The two men look over at Ron Hamilton and exchange words with one another before Deville sends Hamilton back into the ring, looking to end Hamilton faster than a duel in New Jersey. Deville stands over his opponent, waiting for a dazed Hamilton to make it back up to his feet.
Wright: Wait for it-- Deville’s looking for the Tumbler, ready to put away his opponent in this non-title match!
Park: Not a great start to Hamilton’s time here, he’s really losing his opportunity to blow us all away!
‘Devilish’ Donny Deville locks Ron Hamilton’s head between his legs and prepares to flip for the Tumbler, but Hamilton ejects himself and turns Deville around, looking for a rolling cross rhodes, only for Deville to somehow land on his feet! The crowd begrudgingly gives the counter their respect as Deville mockingly takes a bow.
Wright: How did he do that?
Park: When you have a gold medal in gymnastics, any roll or flip seems to be possible!
Hamilton is not amused by his opponent’s ability to stay alive and looks to grab Deville’s face for the chelsea smile, but Deville bounces off the ropes and smashes him back to the mat with a handspring back elbow! Wasting no time, he quickly follows it up with a standing backflip double footstomp!
Wright: The Main Attraction! Deville has been non-stop in this match and that might be it!
Park: A dominant performance!
Deville hooks the leg as the crowd boos!
...ONE…
...TWO…
...THREE!
Washington: Here is your winner, one half of the FIRESIDE Tag Team Champions, ‘Devilish’ DONNY DEVILLLLLEEE!
Wright: A rough debut for Hamilton as he’s unable to get anything going against the tag team champion!
Park: Deville was on fire tonight, and it looks like he’s not going to stop!
‘Devilish’ Donny Deville has his arm raised for only a few seconds before beginning to stomp an unholy mudhole into Ron Hamilton. Deville boots Hamilton from the ring as the booing gets louder. Kanyon gestures for Deville to join him on the outside of the ring, and looks to set up a sitout piledriver on the outside of the ring!
Wright: No! We saw this at Good Riddance, the Unique Stud Alliance nearly broke Piledriver Pete’s neck with this move!
Park: They could similarly shelve Hamilton right here!
The two men have a look in their eye as they get ready to piledrive the newcomer!
Anthony Caffrey: Hold it! Don’t either of you move another muscle!
The crowd pops as the authority figure, and one half of the XHF Tag Team champions, Anthony Caffrey emerges from the back. He is dressed to manage a show, not compete. He gestures for the crowd to stop cheering for his arrival.
Anthony Caffrey: Now I don’t know where the two of you have been before, but around here-- this is not some two-bit program where you can go beating up whoever you want after the bell. There are consequences!
The FIRESIDE tag team champions don’t look amused with this turn of events.
Caffrey: If you hit that piledriver, I’m going to put each of you in a match against a top competitor next show, and if either of them win, they’ll get a shot at your tag team championships, so you put that man down RIGHT NOW!
The crowd cheers at the sight of Caffrey laying down the law.
Wright: Order has been restored here in Philadelphia, with Caffrey preventing a further assault!
Park: That could have been real bad---
Without a second thought, Deville flips Caffrey the finger and combines with Kanyon to drive Ron Hamilton’s neck into the floor!
Wright: No! Damnit!
Park: So much for the exciting debut! That man might be spending the night in the hospital!
The crowd’s heat gets even louder as the Unique Stud Alliance has taken out another potential competitor. Dr. Lagari and the medical team run out, as well as a group of security guards. As the scene fades, the champions taunt Caffrey, wanting their shot at the XHF Tag Team Championships in Hornet Nest Hell as the camera fades to an announcement graphic.
Voiceover: Coming soon: you know him better than any other XHF wrestler. A multiple time world champion, one of the great X-Crown champions... next Inferno: JASON LONG walks through the OPEN DOOR!
Wright: Whoah! The man formerly known as Maverick, next Inferno will have Jason Long teaming up with James Raymond, better known as the New Age Killers, making a FIRESIDE appearance to chase the tag team championships!
Park: Tell a friend! Tell all of your friends! Whoever they face, that match should be a barnburner!
Washington: The following is a debut match, scheduled for one fall!
Wright: This next match isn’t technically a debut, but hopefully it goes better than that last one!
Park: I feel like that is a low, low bar Oliver.
Washington: Introducing first, from Raleigh, North Carolina, weighing in tonight at 252 pounds, he is ‘BTK’, he is BUCKY ‘TITANIUM’ KNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHTTTTT!
The crowd cheers as "Dead Man's Hand" by the Moonshine Bandits plays. He passes through the curtain to meet a cheering crowd, giving them a trademark “WELLL HOWWWWWWWWWWWW----------DDYYYYYYYYY” at the top of the ramp.
Wright: A pleasant surprise! Bucky ‘Titanium’ Knight has apparently been awarded a contract after, well, events happened at Blaze of Glory...
Park: ...you’re telling us he got a contract so he didn’t sue FIRESIDE for him getting assaulted in our parking lot?
Wright: Bucky’s an official member of the FIRESIDE roster now, and he’s going against someone else who signed very recently himself!
Park: Who?
Washington: And his opponent, from Krakow, Poland, weighing in at 291 pounds, he holds Combustion, he is ‘Outcast’ LUCCCCAAASSS NIIIIIIIIXXXXX!
Park: Oh, like this is going to end well---
Into the trees
Past meadow grounds
And further away from my home
Baying behind me
I hear the hounds
Flock's chasing to find me alone
The overdriven guitar and haunting vocals of Opeth’s “Reverie/Harlequin Forest” kick in, cueing the arena lights to dim until only a single spotlight remains directed on the entrance curtain.
The imposing figure of Lucas Nix steps out into the light, his enormous frame clad in leather and fur, giving him the appearance of a menacing Gothic giant. He slowly makes his way down the aisle, his face twisted into a derisive sneer that leaves no doubt that this is a man full of rage and hate. The fans boo him loudly.
Wright: Lucas NIx has promised to judge us all and show no mercy, and with the Combustion briefcase by his side, this could very well be his year.
Park: At any time, if the FIRESIDE World Champion is vulnerable, he could cash in and become champion. He promises to set the world alight with cleansing fire. And if you’ve not seen him before, ladies and gentlemen, I would recommend watching as long as you can before you have to look away. This is about to get violent.
A trail of sickness
Leading to me
If I am haunted
Then you will see
Nix climbs the steps to the ring as the music tells a tale eerily similar to his own. He stands alone as he always has done, looking out upon a world that he feels has turned its back on him; he pauses as he lets his anger swell, his sneer giving way to a look of cruel determination, then steps silently over the top rope, ready to release his fury on his opponent.
Wright: An angry, scary man, that Lucas Nix.
Park: I’m hoping Bucky has a will on file.
The bell rings and, to his credit, Bucky ‘Titanium’ Knight charges right in, blissfully ignorant of just how bad of a decision it is to punch the man in front of him square in the face. The nearly seven-feet tall Lucas Nix not only towers over his opponent, but responds to the punch with no reaction whatsoever. He seems almost confused that such a small man would dare to strike him, even though Bucky himself is also over six feet tall. Bucky realizes that this might be a more difficult task than he originally expected and bounces off the ropes, throwing a dropkick with as much force as he can, but Nix again just takes the brunt of the kick, leaving Bucky to crash back against the mat.
Wright: Lucas Nix has not moved since this match began, UnJoo.
Park: I’d be impressed if I wasn’t worried about Bucky’s safety, Oliver.
Bucky manages to roll back up to his feet and the dark look in the eyes of Lucas Nix is the indicator to everyone watching that things are about to go very wrong for Bucky. Bucky turns to leave the ring and create space, but Nix has grabbed him by the back of the neck and thrown him back towards the center of the ring, whipping him across the ring and catching Bucky’s feeble attempt at a crossbody on the rebound. He drops Bucky over his knee with brutal force, leaving the urban cowboy grabbing his back and grimacing in pain as the booing begins to resurface in the arena.
Wright: I don’t think I’ve seen a more brutal backbreaker.
Park: Can you imagine being Misha Constantine right now, knowing this guy is after you and judging your every move?
Wright: When I got into this industry, I thought it’d be fun to one day be champion. I’m now having second thoughts.
Lucas Nix looks out over the crowd, judging the weak and feeble-minded who boo when they should be cowering in fear. Bucky is not much of a fight as Nix picks him up as if he weighs nothing before moving Bucky’s weight up onto his shoulders. He slowly walks around the ring with over two hundred and fifty pounds up on his shoulders before increasing his speed and powerslamming Bucky back down onto the mat. The crowd’s booing picks up, with more fans becoming concerned for the health of the North Carolina native with each passing move. The referee tries to get in between the two of them to check on the health of Bucky, but Nix decides on his own that Bucky isn’t done with this match yet, grabbing him by the back of his neck and raising him back up to his feet.
Wright: You know, MAJESTY is scary in that I don’t know what they could do to me.
Park: And Nix is scary because you know exactly what he could do to you?
Wright: Yeah!
The referee scolds Lucas Nix, trying to check on the health of the man who once called himself ‘titanium’, but the scowl that Nix gives him indicates that he might be better off waiting in the corner for the man to decide when the match is over. Nix turns back around and the camera captures Bucky on spaghetti legs with his hands up, doing anything he can to create offense and get himself away from the slowly rampaging monster. Nix responds by twisting the man’s head in a sharp and efficient manner, leaving Bucky to crumple back down to the mat in a broken heap.
Wright: He could’ve just broken Bucky’s neck on that move!
Park: This is just… getting hard to watch.
Nix hoists his opponent back up once more, looking to put him away. He goes to whip Bucky into the ropes for a black hole slam, but the opposition is basically out on their feet at this point and doesn’t get to take more than a few steps before collapsing back on the mat once again. Nix takes these moments of weakness and shakes his head at them, lifting the man straight of the mat into a tombstone piledriver, driving Bucky into the mat with frightening efficiency. Nix returns to his feet, placing one of his boots on Bucky’s chest.
Wright: That’s Korona Diabla, the Crown of the Devil! This one’s over.
Park: Thank God!
...ONE…
...TWO…
...THR-Lucas Nix moves his boot off of Bucky’s chest! The crowd boos even louder!
Wright: Oh come on, this one’s over! That’s enough!
Park: This man… this man hates people. He’s not done inflicting suffering.
Lucas Nix leaves the ring and reaches back into it, grabbing Bucky ‘Titanium’ Knight by the leg and pulling him out to the floor.
...ONE!
Once Bucky’s head bangs off the floor, Nix lifts him back onto his shoulders and carries him towards the announce table.
...TWO!
Wright: What’s he-- I think he’s heading our way!
Nix: Move!
Park: Don’t need to tell me twice!
….THREE!
The commentators move out of the way as the referee’s count begins. Nix hoists Bucky ‘Titanium’ Knight off of his shoulders and places him back into a standing position before immediately wrapping his hand around the urban cowboy’s throat. Bucky is sent through the commentary table, with the crushed remaining pieces of the table moving to bury the man.
...FOUR!
Lucas Nix slowly returns to the ring, glaring at the fans as he passes by them. They naturally recoil, not wanting to find themselves manhandled and decimated by the Outcast. The Outcast climbs back into the ring.
...FIVE!
The camera pans back to the announce table, where Bucky Knight has not moved. Oliver Wright and UnJoo Park put their headsets back on as Dr. Lagari and the medical staff are out to check on Knight.
...SIX!
Wright: Ladies and gentlemen, I don’t think we’ve seen a decimation like this since FIRESIDE came into existence.
Park: If Lucas Nix was out here to inspire fear tonight, he got his wish.
...SEVEN!
Dr. Lagari throws up the ‘X’, indicating that Bucky isn’t going to be able to finish the match. The referee looks over at Nix, not wanting to displease him, and decides to just keep counting instead of stopping the match.
…EIGHT!
Wright: First Ron Hamilton was crushed, now Bucky Knight.
Park: Not a great night for either gentleman.
Wright: You can say that again.
...NINE!
Lucas Nix raises his own arm in victory. There is no smile. Just a man who knows what he wants as the referee counts out his competitor and the bell rings.
...TEN! RING THE BELL!
Washington: Here is your winner, the ‘Outcast’, LUCAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSS NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIXXXXXXXXXXX!
The crowd’s booing has merged with the sounds of pure fear as Lucas Nix leaves the ring, grabbing his Combustion briefcase before beginning his walk up the ramp. The golden lettering of the case shines brightly as the commentators keep quiet as he passes, not wanting to incur his wrath. The last thing we see is Bucky being treated with additional medical assistance before the camera cuts away.
Wright: Could we see that man cash in on Misha Constantine or Esmur next Sunday at Supremacy?
Park: Whenever he does, I have a feeling the world will know.
A chance to press the flesh with incoming talent, assert his dominance over the fresh Fireside faces. Let Constantine, Mistress, Myojin, and Lancaster try their luck at Supremacy; when they return, they will find a Dracolich has made the locker room his bitch, sitting on a throne of primate bones at the head of a kindling kingdom.
There is only one thing stopping his nefarious scheme...
Dinosaur Bones has no flesh to press!
The Dread Lord stomps around the backstage area looking for a fight.
DINOSAUR BONES: YOU THERE- YOU!
The Dread Lord charges up to a terrified production assistant.
DINOSAUR BONES: WHERE DID YOU GET THAT BAGEL!?
PA: There is a stack on the craft service table.
DINOSAUR BONES: CRAFT. SERVICE?
PA: Help yourself, they’re there for all of us.
RUMBLE!
IS THAT AN EARTHQUAKE?
The floor shakes as Dinosaur Bones charges towards the craft service table. Fruit. Veggie trays. Donuts. Bagels. So many spreads. And cold cuts. They went all out. Almost like they were trying to impress the new hirers. First impressions are important, after all. Which explains why Bones dives backwards onto the table, making a snow angel out of the food.
Bill Stokes: What are you doing, Bonsey?
DINOSAUR BONES: Marking my territory. Let all in my fiefdom know that this free food falls under the domain of the Dread Lord!
Bill Stokes: I’m actually fixin' to get you signed for Supremacy. They have them a match for Hyperion’s Trident. I figure you could use it to pick your teeth, or we could make a mint on that ebay.
DINOSAUR BONES: Pass. I already have it.
Bill Stokes: You do?
DINOSAUR BONES: Of course, don’t you?
Bill Stokes: Nope. Are you su-
The Dread Lord holds up a giant gold trident, that looks more expensive, and nicer than the one Hyperion was hawking.
Bill Stokes: Where did you get that?
DINOSAUR BONES: I have many adventures. Perhaps when I slayed Neptune and subjugated the waters to my will? You’re my official chronicler, Bill. You’re supposed to be keeping track of these things.
Bill Stokes: Sorry Bones. So you don’t want the match, partner?
DINOSAUR BONES: Do you see all this free food? I am tempted to tell Caffrey that I no longer require Fireside as a feeding ground.
Tumbleweed contemplates explaining how craft services work, but doesn’t want to spoil the big brutes fun. What is the worst that can happen? As Bones uses a wheel of brie to write “NO APES ALLOWED” on a smoked ham, viewers get a sinking feelings. He heads for the entranceway, ready for the main event.
Washington: The following contest is our Main Event, and it is a Grudge Match with no disqualifications! Introducing first…
Light piano music sets a sophisticated tone as a single classy spotlights moves up to the entrance curtains. All attention turns to the stage, as the crowd wonders who this reserved entrance is for-
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wright: Oh man! They changed it up on me!
Park: You knew this was the main event tonight! You have to get better at figuring this out!
Washington: From La Brea Tar Pits, Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 320 pounds, he is DINOOOOSAAAUR BONNNNESSSSS!
The camera pans away from the entrance, following the blood curling screams into the crowd. A section of the audience has started to panic, fleeing from the source of the disturbance. Anyone who doesn't backpedal fast enough is knocked through the air as that prehistoric menace rampages through the audience towards the ring. There has to be a precedent for this vicious fan treatment. Japan. The George Clinton cover of "Walk the Dinosaur" pumps over the PA system, to add an extra level of warning for those damned souls with seats between The Dread Lord and the ring. He is carrying that extra large gold trident from earlier.
Wright: Dinosaur Bones is bringing a trident to this one, and if he wasn’t intimidating before, I now think he could eat AND slice up an opponent.
Park: The Nihilists have the opportunity to go at this one with a two-on-one advantage, so it might be a great equalizer.
Washington: And his opponent, accompanied to the ring by Esmur, from Lansing, Michigan, weighing in at 192 pounds, he is GEEEEBBBIIIIIIN!
The arena dims down to pitch blackness. Two male voices are heard saying, “EMBRACE … ETERNITY” The new video package for the reborn Nihilists plays on the XtremeTron. "Saviour of Nothing" by Disturbed begins to play and a single blue spotlight illuminates the stage. On the stage standing back to back facing either side of the arena are Esmur and Gebin, the Arbiters. The camera zooms right up from the ramp to their masked faces as they slowly turn to look at it. They tear off the masks and drop them at their feet.
Wright: At Good Riddance, Gebin took matters into his own hands, braining Dinosaur Bones with a George Foreman grill to secure the win for his tag team partner.
Park: Bones is looking for revenge tonight, and with no disqualifications, he might just get it.
They then walk past the camera and out of frame as it zooms out. The two men mean business as they quickly walk to the ring and slide under the bottom rope. The push to their feet and step to the center of the ring as the spotlight turns slowly from blue to pink to white. The two men remain back to back facing the two sides of the crowd left and right of the entryway. Gebin waits for his match as Esmur exits the ring.
The bell rings and the match is on with the high-flier going out of his way to dodge the grasp of the rampaging dinosaur hellbent on his destruction. Gebin keeps rolling out of the way, keeping a good social distance between himself and the XHF’s favorite dinosaur. He looks to potentially tire out the monster, whose short arms are really coming back to bite him as he’s unable to get his hand on the Nihilist. Eventually, a charging Dinosaur Bones manages to corner Gebin and charges, but Gebin manages to duck out to the ring apron, causing the dinosaur to smack into the turnbuckles.
Gebin waits for the groggy Dinosaur Bones to remove himself from the turnbuckle before leaping off and driving him into the ropes with a hurricanrana, causing the beast to lose his balance and fall out to the floor!
Wright: Gebin using a speed advantage early to get one step ahead of Dinosaur Bones.
Park: He’s got a 130-pound weight disadvantage between himself and the beast. He needs to take every opportunity he possibly can.
Gebin backs up and charges through the ropes, launching himself through them with a suicide dive… which Dinosaur Bones catches! The Dread Lord powers Gebin onto his neck and drops him down on the floor hard with a Samoan Drop!
Wright: Caught and squashed like a bug!
Park: This is exactly what Gebin didn’t want to have happen as his tag team partner Esmur looks on.
Wright: Will we see Esmur get involved?
Park: I’m not sure. On one hand, that’s your tag team partner being chomped on by a monster-- HEY, I WAS JUST JOKING--
Dinosaur Bones notices UnJoo at her destroyed announce table and takes the inspiration, turning around and literally biting Gebin!
Wright: Oh no! Those teeth are piercing Gebin’s shoulder, oof!
Park: Oh, look at the blood. That’s not good!
Red streamers shoot out of the dinosaur’s mouth, but Gebin screams and begins to bleed as Dinosaur Bones stands over his opponent. He looks at Esmur with a ‘come at me’ type of look, but Esmur does not oblige, holding his hands up in innocence. The dinosaur uses his tiny arms to check under the ring for a weapon of some sort, settling on a trash can. The can still has some contents in it, which he dumps out over his opponent!
Wright: Bones is letting Gebin know exactly what he thinks of him!
Park: Gebin cost Bones a shot at the FIRESIDE World Championship, I can see where he’s coming from!
Dinosaur Bones takes the opportunity to smack the trash can right into Gebin’s shoulder, trying to open up the bloody wound even further. The referee is powerless to stop this; there are no disqualifications or countouts in this match. The beast grabs Gebin and slides him back into the ring, and stands in the corner waiting to pounce on his prey. Once Gebin is back to his feet, The Dread Lord puts one foot in front of the other and runs forward, dropping his opponent with a big boot! He covers!
...ONE…
...T-Gebin kicks out!
Wright: Dinosaur Bones came out ready for competition tonight, and Gebin might be falling behind here!
Park: Bones has to stay on his opponent and not get too cocky here.
Gebin is slowly pulling himself up against the ropes, doing his best to capture a sense of where he is in the ring and in life as he gathers himself against the turnbuckles. Bones goes to move close to him, but the high-flier bounces off the ropes and gets some air, crashing down onto the Dread Lord with a crossbody! The crowd’s attention picks up as Gebin starts moving through the ring and this time, not only creating space, but also hammering away with European Uppercuts. One uppercut knocks Dinosaur Bones back into the ropes, and Gebin knocks him away from the ropes with a tiger feint kick, knocking the dinosaur down to the mat!
Wright: Gebin’s firing up here!
Park: Can he keep the rally going?
Gebin springboards and dives off the top rope, taking Dinosaur Bones down with a diving and flipping neckbreaker!
Wright: Contemplation! Gebin got him!
Park: Could this be it for the Dread Lord?
...ONE…
...TW-Dinosaur Bones kicks out!
Wright: Dual almost-two counts for Bones and Gebin here, the two competitors are throwing every trick in their arsenal at one another.
Park: And it’s all on this main event of Inferno!
Gebin gives the referee a look of frustration before looking around the ring, looking for anything he can use to get one over on the Dread Lord. Esmur takes this as his chance to serve almost as a waiter for Gebin, throwing any weapon he can get his hands on into the ring, including a fire extinguisher, a few loose chairs, and of all things, another George Foreman grill. Esmur looks like he could continue, but Gebin politely holds up a hand as he spots the chair he’s looking for.
Wright: Why do we just have George Foremans under the ring? The infamous weapon was used to put down Dinosaur Bones, and now it’s back in this match!
Park: From what I understand, the crew does get hungry from to time…
Gebin wields the chair and waits for the big monster to get back to his feet. Once Bones is vertical, he swings, only to be met by a cat exploding from Dinosaur Bone’s chest! The cat almost lands in Gebin’s face, but Gebin catches it!
Cat: MEOW!
Wright: What the hell?
Park: It’s the Jump Scare Cat! One of Dinosaur Bones’ most infamous moves!
Wright: The AWF and J-ROK called, I think there’s a two cat limit around the Network!
Gebin disposes of the cat by tossing it over the ring ropes to Esmur, who catches it and sets it down. The cat hisses and takes off up the ramp, but the distraction has been enough time for Dinosaur Bones to strike hard with his tail!
Wright: Tail strike! This might be it!
Park: He caught him out of nowhere with that move!
...ONE…
...TWO…
...Gebin kicks out!
Wright: Gebin got rocked by that tail, this is not looking good for him!
Park: Dinosaur Bones seems to be one move away from exacting revenge on one half of the Nihilists!
Dinosaur Bones patiently gestures as the crowd rises to their feet, waiting for Bones to take Gebin on the ride of a lifetime with the Extinction Connection! Gebin struggles and gets himself back up, but then gets lifted for a high angle backdrop driver! Dinosaur Bones holds it for a moment, only to get clabbered over the head with the George Foreman grill from Esmur!
Wright: That damn grill again! How does this keep happening to Dinosaur Bones?
Park: It’s two-on-one, and I don’t like his odds! Gebin just fell on top of him and hooked the leg!
The cover and the count!
...ONE…
...TWO…
...THR-NO!
Dinosaur Bones gets the tiny arm up! The crowd pops!
Wright: Bones survives! Bones survives!
Park: He may be on the brink of extinction though, Esmur and Gebin seem to have bad things in mind!
The #1 Contender to the FIRESIDE World Championship grabs a chair and tosses it to his tag team partner, the two ready to strike down the Dinosaur who’s been rampaging through their lives for the past month. They take their opportunity to hit synchronized chair shots, sandwiching Bones’ head between the steel!
Wright: A conchairto from the Nihilists!
Park: We talked a lot months ago about how it might take two people to put down the dinosaur, and we’re seeing it tonight!
Esmur shakes his head and leans against the corner, almost upset to have gotten himself involved in the match. Gebin climbs the top rope, looking to put away Dinosaur Bones once and for all with a shooting star press!
Wright: If Gebin hits this Empty Abyss, it’s over!
Park: If you haven’t seen this before, prepare to be amazed!
A police siren begins to ring throughout the arena!
Wright: WHAT?
THE BEAR WENT OVER THE MOUNTAIN
TO SEE WHAT HE COULD SEE
The crowd roars as standing at the top of FIRESIDE’s ramp is none other than Lord Dominicus! He points at Gebin, then makes a beeline for the ring!
Wright: OH MY GOD! NPW’S LORD DOMINICUS IS IN THE BUILDING!
Park: And he’s coming down to save his House of Lords partner from this team-up!
Esmur acts as the welcoming party for Lord Dominicus, quickly taking a springboard asai DDT from the most vile among men, who is being… cheered?
Wright: Dominicus is saving his partner!
Park: What a move that was! Demon’s Invert!
Gebin isn’t about to have this intruder ruin his match, as he leaps off the turnbuckle looking to catch Lord Dominicus with the Null Hypothesis, but Dominicus dodges out of the way! He grabs Gebin by the head and runs up the ropes, turning a sliced bread into a reverse X-Factor!
Park: The Darkness finds its target!
Wright: The House of Lords might be about to become the House of Winners here!
Dinosaur Bones manages to crawl for the cover!
...ONE…
...TWO…
...Esmur breaks the pinfall!
Park: This has broken down into madness!
Wright: What started as a two-on-one has quickly become an evening of the odds!
Bones is still in no condition to get up and help after the brutal conchairto, but Dominicus helps up his friend and noble riding buddy, only to be met with a stab in the ass from the giant trident, courtesy of Esmur!
Park: That trident comes back to bite the House of Lords!
Wright: CLARITY!
Esmur connects with his version of the kinshasa, nailing Lord Dominicus and sending him out of the ring! Knowing he needs to act fast, he climbs the top rope to put away Bones with the Void!
Park: The Void!
Wright: Incoming!
Just as Esmur strikes down with the Void, two fans hop the barricade wearing Nihilists masks! A short muscular man and a lean figure, these two deal with security trying to stop them by having the muscular man absolutely destroy one with a spinebuster! Esmur isn’t sure what to do as they get into the ring, and the muscular man grabs him and throws him toward the lean man, who belts him with a replica of the FIRESIDE World Championship!
Park: We apologize, these two fans have jumped into the ring and ruined our main event with that replica championship--
Wright: --wait a minute, that’s no replica!
The lean man and the muscular man remove their masks in unison. They are Misha Constantine, the FIRESIDE World Champion, and his new bodyguard Johnny Five. The two men draw the loudest boos of the evening, which only get louder as they stomp on their Nihilist masks!
Wright: The FIRESIDE World Champion has just taken out his competition ten days before Supremacy! The arrogant bastard!
Park: And look at that new bodyguard of his, Johnny Five! Just when you thought he had run out of options, Misha has found another trick for his sleeve!
The referee yells at Misha and Johnny, but Misha just flips him the finger before Johnny tosses Gebin in his direction, and this time Gebin meets a DeityDT for his troubles!
Wright: What a brutal beatdown from these two!
Park: And it’s all legal in this no disqualification match!
Having made their statement, Misha grabs his championship and rolls out of the ring. Johnny Five follows as Dinosaur Bones rolls over, throwing an arm over Gebin.
....ONE…
...TWO…
...THREE!
Washington: Here is your winner, ‘The Dread Lord’, DINOSAAAAUR BOOOOOOOONEEESSS!
Wright: Not this way! Dinosaur Bones gets his revenge, but I can guarantee you this isn’t how he wanted it!
Park: Misha Constantine just sent a message loud and clear: if you come for his championship, he will come for you.
Misha Constantine has Johnny Five raise his arm in victory, having gotten one over on Esmur ten days before their match at Supremacy. He bangs on his world championship as the crowd continues to boo the place into oblivion.
Wright: We saw a war between these two tonight, and I can’t believe Lord Domincus even showed up to even the odds!
Park: Maybe the House of Lords are taking advantage of the Open Door Policy?
Wright: I don’t know, but as Dinosaur Bones gets even, Esmur finds himself targeted by the world champion. They’ll fight for the championship in ten days in a thirty-minute Workhorse Match at Supremacy.
Park: Whoever scores the most falls wins that match and the title.
Wright: It should be a good one. Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Oliver Wright, that’s UnJoo Park, thank you for watching!
The last thing the cameras capture is actually a split-screen: on the left, Dinosaur Bones being helped back up to his feet by his partner Lord Dominicus, who’s giving an evil look to the Nihilists who are occupying the right half of the screen, looking worse for wear.
At the bottom, there’s just Misha Constantine and Johnny Five, looking awfully proud of their handiwork as the camera fades to the closing graphic.