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WARPEDLIVE 86 "MURDER MITTEN MAYHEM TOUR" - 03/16/14

Posted by WrestleUTA on 12 Oct 2015

WARPED86 - 3/16/14 - Dearborn, MI - Ford Community & Performing Arts Center

WARPED kicks off the Murder Mitten Mayhem Tour with a show on a regular spot of ours in Dearborn, Michigan - Ford Community & Performing Arts Center. After an exciting 4 Year Annivesary Show, we move forward and find out who will be the next breakout star, who will challenge for the Evolution Title, and who will challenge for the World Title.

Thanks to our friends at FAYGO for sponsoring the tour. Also, a special thanks to Hertz Rent a Car for providing transportation to the WARPED performers and Pizza Kitchen for catering this event and more!

Scheduled:

Main Event - Non-Title Champion vs Champion Match
William Wallace vs. Mr. Rottentreats

Triangle Elimination Match
World & Evolution Title Shots to be Granted to Last 2 Standing
Jason Richards vs. Anton Chase vs. Cameron MacNichol
Winner earns World Title Shot. Runner-up earns Evolution Title Shot. Title matches will take place during the Murder Mitten Mayhem Tour.

Plus:

Adam Stryker vs. Hugo Strange
Evangelista vs. Cameron Breslin
Seth Moore vs. Ariel Shadows
 

 


Pre-Show Match:



Jason Stone vs. Chris Moore

While the fans filed in to prepare for a great night of WARPED Wrestling, newcomers Jason Stone and Chris Moore battled it out in singles competition. Moore was coming off of quite the quick loss to Cameron MacNichol a week prior, while Chris Moore is making his WARPED debut in this match. In the end, Chris Moore would look to apply the Standing LaBelle Lock to finish things off, but Jason Stone nailed him with a hard right hook that took him to the mat, setting up for a Shooting Star Press and the 1-2-3.

Winner: Jason Stone

 

WARPED86 - 3/16/14 - Dearborn, MI - Ford Community & Performing Arts Center

Thank you for your purchase of this WARPED Wrestling DVD "WARPED86"

 

 


Backstage


 

The show opens as WARPEDVision lights up and we cut backstage to the wrestler’s entrance. There are four members of the backstage crew standing around talking; including Sean Armstrong as William Wallace comes barging through the doors already in his ring gear and holding the world championship. He stands in front of the doors with his arms stretch out either side of him and shouts.

Wallace: "Have no fear, your saviour an world champion has arrived."

The group stop talking and look over unimpressed by Wallace who has thrown his head back and waits a few moments before straightening up looking rather disappointed.

Wallace: "You lot should be bowing down at my feet, a allow you to be in my presence and you stand there lookin like a have just pissed on your shows."

Gefahr then walks through the door behind Wallace and growls at the group. The color drains from Sean Armstrong’s face who prompts the others to leave with him. The take very little convincing and they all quickly disappear.

Wallace smirks as he and Gefahr continue into the building, walking past the camera as we fade to ringside where Tony D and Kris Red are seated.

Tony D: "Well the World Champion William Wallace has arrived, however he has brought his insurance policy Gefahr with him, which means only one thing."

Kris Red: "Careful Tony D, you don’t want to get on the bad side of Wallace."

Tony D: "I fear for tonight’s match Kris."

 

 


Singles Match - Seth Moore vs. Ariel Shadows


 

 

Tony D: "Welcome in WARPED Wrestling fans to WARPED86. We are live from Dearborn, Michigan at the Ford Community and Performing Arts Center as we kick off the first ever Murder Mitten Mayhem Tour, traveling throughout the state of Detroit! I'm Tony D alongside as always, Kris Red."

Kris Red: "Tony, tonight things are definitely about to get RED HOT, daddy-o. We get to find out who's in line for a couple title matches and we get to find out what the future is for many a talent. The landscape is changing here at WARPED and its so exciting!"

Back near the entrance to the curtain, Ariel Shadows bounces on her toes warming up at Gorilla position before her match. An unidentified male holds up a pair of foam WARPED Murder Mittens (available now online and at all live event concessions according to an on-screen graphic.) Ariel taps both of them away easily with a pair light kicks.

Tony D: "There is newcomer Ariel Shadows!"

Kris Red: "With some sweet new WARPED merch!"

The mitts are held higher, and Ariel hits them with ease, jumping up and spinning with the other foot to hit the final one held high above her head. Ariel then nods, cracking her neck and reaching for the denim jacket being handed to her from the same direction.

Ariel: "Thank you, darling. You sure you don't wanna step on camera? All right then. Love you, be back soon."

The camera points down at the sound of a dog barking.

Peach: "BARK!"

Ariel kneels down to Peach. rubbing her head.

Ariel: "It's up to you, dog. Stay or go."

Peach sits down, and Ariel shrugs.

Ariel: "Okay, stay here and keep Dad company. I'll be right back..."

Ariel turns to the curtain, awaiting her cue. The camera's feed cuts to the hard camera at ringside.

Kris Red: "I hope that dog doesn't drop one, or two, back there."

The camera pans to the ring where we see Randy Long prepared to announce the first match.

Randy Long: "Our opening contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first.. from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 218 pounds - Seth Moore!"

As "Danger on the Track" hits the speakers Seth Moore slaps his way through the curtain and out towards ringside. He verbally jousts with fans as he makes his way down the aisle before pausing on the ringsteps with a cocky smirk on his face. He proceeds into the ring where he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stands looking out over the crowd.

Randy Long: "And his opponent - she is making her WARPED in-ring debut, from Anchorage, Alaska, weighing in at 146 pounds - Ariel Shadows!"

"Ducktales: The Moon" begins to play. Ariel pulls up the collar of her denim jacket upon stepping through the curtain. Many fans cheer, with the majority of them singing along with the trademark theme. Ariel slaps a few hands, quickly jogging down to the ring. Ariel leaps onto the apron, and leapfrogs the ropes. Quietly, she throws her jacket to the outside and runs the ropes a time or two.

Tony D: "As many of you might be aware, these two - Seth Moore and Ariel Shadows -attempted to have this match originally at the 4 Year Anniversary Show, however the monster known as SHEEP SHEEP did something that's been getting quite the buzz recently.. he.."

Kris Red: "He brought back Hardcore Forking, Tony D! HARDCORE FORKING!!!"

Tony D: "And it certainly got many folks excited online, that's for sure. Let's hope we actually get the match-up tonight."

The bell sounds as these two competitors circle the ring. Ariel Shadows stands in a karate-type stance, kicking forward to try and take Seth Moore off guard. He motions for them to lock up, and she insists on throwing roundhouse kicks to try and stay away from the lock up. Seth Moore looks pissed as he dips low for a double-leg takedown, but Ariel karate chops the back of his neck and he drops to his knees. She looks excited that she managed to do something and suddenly she brings her leg up and brings it back down on Seth's neck with a giant Axe Kick! She quickly covers.. but Moore immediately kicks out.

Tony D: "From what I hear, Ariel Shadows has the basic wrestling techniques down but she's more of a martial artist."

Kris Red: "And Seth Moore isn't enjoying that one bit."

She applies a side headlock on Seth Moore, and he immediately goes for a belly to back, but she lands on her feet. Ariel hits the ropes and Seth turns around right into a Running Bionic Elbow!

Kris Red: "Pow!"

Shadows nails a European Uppercut on Moore and steps back before hitting a martial arts low-kick to his legs, dropping him to his knees. She then hops onto the second turnbuckle and shouts at Seth to get up.

Kris Red: "Well I can certainly tell that her psychology needs a little brushing up. Take a guy to his knees and don't capitalize or at least make him eat your box? Come on."

Tony D: "KRIS!"

Seth Moore gets to his feet and she leaps off onto his shoulders and hits a Hurricanrana! Seth Moore slips out of the ring and shouts "To hell with this" and starts walking out. Just then OLD MACDONALD HAD A FARM hits the PA system! From behind the curtain comes someone walking in a giant sheep costume carrying a big foam fork!

Tony D: "OH MY GOD IT'S SHEEP SHEEP AND HE'S BRINGING BACK HARDCORE FORKING AGAIN!"

The fans pop big as SHEEP SHEEP maneuvers his way down the aisle and it looks like Seth Moore is about to piss himself.

Kris Red: "The Baaaahd Man is back!"

SHEEP SHEEP points the fork at Seth Moore and he slides back into the ring and right into Ariel Shadows who hits a Jumping spinning shin kick to head and drops him!

Tony D: "The Kicker!"

Ariel covers..

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Kris Red: "Its ova! Ariel makes short work of Seth Moore!"

The bell sounds as "Old Macdonald Had a Farm" fades and "Ducktales: The Moon" begins to play.

Randy Long: "Here is your winner - Ariel Shadooooooows!"

Ariel Shadows celebrates in the ring as the fans cheer her on. She climbs the turnbuckle and poses.

The fans start chanting "HARDCORE FORKING" *clap, clap, clap-clap-clap*, "HARDCORE FORKING" *clap, clap, clap-clap-clap*, "HARDCORE FORKING" *clap, clap, clap-clap-clap*...

Tony D: "Ariel Shadows with a big win but we almost had this match interrupted by SHEEP SHEEP once again!"

Speaking of SHEEP SHEEP, he now walks up the steps and enters the ring, grabbing at his head so it doesn't fall off as he goes through the ropes. He holds the giant white fork in the air and the fans cheer. Ariel hops off the apron and bows at SHEEP SHEEP before leaving the ring. Seth Moore starts up to his feet as the music in the building dies down. SHEEP SHEEP points at the unsuspecting Moore and the fans pop. Moore gets to his feet and SHEEP SHEEP shoves the giant foam fork up his ass!(well, he tries to..)...! Moore reaches back to cover his butt and turns around for SHEEP SHEEP to clothesline him to the mat with the giant prop. SHEEP SHEEP then places the ridiculous item on the mat and calls for his finisher. Seth Moore gets to his feet and SHEEP SHEEP backhands him!

Tony D: "The Lamb Chop!"

"HARDCORE FORKING" *clap, clap, clap-clap-clap*

"HARDCORE FORKING" *clap, clap, clap-clap-clap*

SHEEP SHEEP then puts him between his legs, lifts him up and powerbombs him onto the foam fork! Seth Moore grabs his back in pain and the fans cheer as Old MacDonald Had a Farm hits the PA System again! SHEEP SHEEP picks up the fork and starts 'stabbing' Moore with it in the gut repeatedly. SHEEP SHEEP now takes a seat on the chest of Moore, with the giant fork placed over his throat. SHEEP SHEEP poses there, trapping Seth Moore, as the referee tries to make him stop. The fans chant for SHEEP SHEEP as he refuses to move.

Kris Red: "Well I can't believe what we just saw. Not only did Ariel Shadows quickly beat Seth Moore but now it would appear that Seth Moore has been shanked to death by the man that's SO GOOD they had to name him twice!"

Tony D: "That is no man.. that is SHEEP SHEEP!"

He finally gets up off of Seth Moore but then he grabs his arm with one hand to drag him, and with the other he carries the fork. SHEEP SHEEP carefully leaves the ring as to not lose his head, and then pulls Seth Moore out and drags him up the aisle.

Kris Red: "I could only imagine what SHEEP SHEEP has in store for Seth Moore next."

Tony D: "I wonder where he's taking him!"

Kris Red: "I hope a probing isn't in Seth's future.. "

Tony D: "Oh my.."

SHEEP SHEEP drags Seth Moore behind the curtain as the scene fades.

 

 


Backstage


 

WARPEDVision lights up. Austin Sanders is backstage approaching the current WARPED Evolution champion, Mr. Rottentreats; who’s watching a monitor.

Austin Sanders: “May I get a word with you, Mr. Rottentreats?”

Treats turns to Austin; with his creepy teeth baring smile.

Mr. Rottentreats: “Sure thing, ninja. Sup?”

Austin Sanders: “You just watched the Seth Moore, Ariel Shadows match. Any thoughts?”

Mr. Rottentreats: “And we’re off to the damn races, Austin! That’s one of my thoughts. The other is this, in regards to Ariel Shadows. If she only had a brain..”

Austin Sanders stands by rather confused.

Mr. Rottentreats: “She would realize one thing. I don’t have a heart. I had one, once. But, it was plucked from my chest in New York City. Now, before anyone gets the wrong idea. I’m not trying to be Danny Downer. I just like to brag about being a modern day, medical, miracle. First man to ever walk around without a heart in his chest; if you weel.”

Treats playfully chops Sanders and begins to strut in place.

Mr. Rottentreats: “Just clownin’ ya, Mr. Sanders. How’s the wife aaand, ya know what, we’ll catch up after the show. You think I give a damn what some rat thinks about me? EH-EH! Am I scared of Madman getting pissed at me for calling his broad a rat? Nope! Quite frankly, Austin, I don’t give a damn. I could care less what anyone on, or associated with the WARPED roster think of me. Most, if not all of them. They’re just like Alexander StarrZoë. They like to talk and act crazy. Nothing ever really comes of their idle threats. Sure, they attack, but it’s never nearly as gruesome as the words that come out of their perty little mouths. No, I’m not forgetting what he did. But do you think Alex really had the sack to set that whole thing up himself? Pfft, Rampage was holding his hand the whole way.”

Treats reaches grabs Austin Sanders’ handkerchief and starts pulling it from his pocket. Austin Sanders shows professionalism, despite having a never ending handkerchief being pulled from his coat pocket. Afterward Mr. Rottentreats ties the handkerchief around Austin Sanders’ microphone hand.

Austin Sanders: “With the influx of new competition, The Murder Mitten Mayhem tour seems to be shaping up quite nicely.”

Treats pulls the microphone toward him with help from the never ending handkerchief.

Mr. Rottentreats: “Shaping up nicely, Sanders? The Murder Mitten Mayhem tour, is going to murder the competition, starting tonight! WARPED puts on a showcase of professional wrestling; unlike any other! The WARPED Faithful in attendance here in Dearborn have already received quite the sampling. They’re salivating at the mouth and the anticipation for the main event is building! Can you feel it AUSTIN?! IT’S STARTING TO COURSE THROUGH MY VEINS!!”

Mr. Rottentreats begins to shake the older, Austin Sanders. Austin once again maintains his professionalism as Mr. Rottentreats straightens up the veteran backstage correspondence hair for him.

Austin Sanders: “There’s already a poll up on WARPEDWrestling.com asking the WARPED Faithful, who the World champion will be at the end of the tour. Any hopes to have your name considered amongst the top contenders for the WARPED World Heavyweight Title?”

The Whole F’N Sideshow strokes his chin.

Mr. Rottentreats: “Well, I don’t want, need, or crave the WARPED World title. Or any other title in the world. This match tonight with Wallace, is just another opportunity for me to prove that I’ve grown since I went out into the world four years ago.”

Austin Sanders: “You have changed quite a bit since then. I just can’t quite put a finger on how.”

Treats pulls the microphone toward him with help from the never ending handkerchief.

Mr. Rottentreats: “Well, Austin. They say I’m crazy now, Sanders. THEY say it! NOT ME! They, being my doctors of course. Of course, I’m crazy! CRAZY about this lovely sport we call; professional wrestling.”

Austin Sanders: “A member of another they that you..”

Growing agitated by Austin Sanders’ questions; Treats yanks the never ending handkerchief.

Mr. Rottentreats: “Evangelista? Why don’t ya just come out and SAY IT, AUSTIN?! Ya know, speaking of broads. What makes her think I even want the GFC Commonwealth championship? What makes her think she’s even earned a shot at my WARPED Evolution title. Austin, I’m not my uncles, I’m not throwing out open challenges. I’m also not a starving artist that needs to hold a title in order to guarantee myself a booking in another country. I’m the sellout that fans clamor for; forcing other promotions to invite me. And I will be the WARPED Evolution champion by the end of the Murder Mitten Mayhem Tour. Maybe if she can earn her shot, I’ll defend against her. But my mom raised me to not hoard things that I don’t need. And the GFC Commonwealth title, is one of those things I don’t need or want.”

Austin Sanders: “Very well then, anymore words for your opponent tonight, current WARPED World Champion, William Wallace?”

The WARPED Evolution champion peers directly into the camera.

Mr. Rottentreats: “Every sheep is eventually led to slaughter.”

Treats kisses the camera; smudging his face paint on the lens. The scene fades, with Treats getting his maniacal laugh on.

 

  

 


Singles Match - Evangelista vs. Cameron Breslin


Randy Long: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first - from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 174 pounds - Cameron Breslin!"

The arena lights dim down. A voice is heard throughout the speakers.. "Welcome To Miami" then Welcome To Miami By Pitbull hits the airwaves. Cameras pan too the stage as strobe lights focus on the entrance a Cameron Breslin makes his way out from the back wearing a Miami Jersey. Cameron grips his jersey then shakes it as he walks towards the ring. Cameron reaches ringside as he holds his hand up showing the "U" sign then he leaps onto the ring apron. Cameron turns with his back facing the ring as he shows the crowd "305" chain around his neck before getting into the ring. Cameron kisses his chain and hands it too ref then he removes his jersey and tosses it in the corner. The music fades as Cameron stretches and cracks his knuckles.

Randy Long: "And his opponent - from St Helens, England, weighing in at 133 pounds - Evangelista!"

A cheer goes up for the opening to Girls Aloud's "No Good Advice". Evangelista steps through the curtain and heads straight for the ring, high fiving fans absently along the way. She rolls under the bottom rope and takes her corner with minimal fuss, keeping herself to herself as she psyches herself up. She crosses herself then starts shaking out her wrists, bouncing side to side on her ankles, as she waits for the bell.

Tony D: "WARPED86 continues on with another match where a newcomer faces a mainstay here at WARPED, along with it being another woman versus male match-up."

Kris Red: "Except this time the rolls are reversed on which one has been here longer and which one is a rookie. Not that any of that even matters, Tony D! Evangelista is the new GFC Commonwealth Champion and she's a former WARPED Tag Team Champion with Laurel Anne Hardy as part of the Dragons Unleashed. Then you have this newcomer Cameron Breslin who might be in for it tonight."

Tony D: "Well its no secret that Evangelista has the experience edge over this newcomer but he's not one to take lightly. He gave Anton Chase quite the challenge last week at the 4 Year Anniversary but tonight I feel like he's facing a different caliber of athlete."

As the bell sounds, these two lock up in the middle of the ring. Evangelista overpowers Cameron Breslin and pushes him down to the mat.

Kris Red: "Breslin looks a bit shaken that he was just pushed over by a girl."

"HARDCORE FORKING" *clap, clap, clap-clap-clap*

"HARDCORE FORKING" *clap, clap, clap-clap-clap*

Evangelista looks out at the fans and smirks and shakes her head at them.

Tony D: "These fans want more hardcore forking apparently.."

Breslin gets to his feet and the two go to lock up again but Evangelista boots him in the gut and applies a side headlock. Breslin pushes her off and into the ropes and she returns with a running high knee! Breslin gets dropped and Evangelista follows up with a legdrop and covers..

One..

Kick out!

Tony D: "So what do you think about Evangelista laying down a challenge earlier today to whoever might be the WARPED Evolution Champion by the time WARPED and FRONTIER team up in May for a joint show?"

Kris Red: "I think its genius by Evangelista because its a huge match, but its also ridiculous cause A) she doesn't know who's going to be Evolution Champion and B) she's promoting a match that might not even happen if she isn't still champ!"

Evangelista brings him to his feet..

Tony D: "You make a couple valid points there Kris!"

Irish whip to the corner.. She runs at him and hits a step-up enziguri to the side of his head! He staggers out of the corner and Evangelista delivers a European Uppercut that sends him into the ropes. She delivers a couple forearm strikes before an irish whip - Breslin off the ropes - Evangelista leaps up and hits a Rana, sending Breslin to the ringside area!

Kris Red: "Evangelista is in total control!"

Breslin gets to his feet at ringside and "The Prodigal Daughter" charges at the ropes and soars through the middle and top ropes with a Suicide Dive! She connects and the fans cheer for her as she gets to her feet!

Tony D: "What a suicide dive!"

She now brings Breslin up and rolls him into the ring. As she slides in, Breslin leaps up and hits a CURB STOMP to the back of her head!

Kris Red: "Whoa!!"

Breslin rolls her on her back and covers..

One..

Two..

Kick out!

Tony D: "That came out of nowhere from Breslin!"

Cameron Breslin brings Evangelista to her feet and twists her arm, but she quickly counters and twists his back and follows it up with a quick palm strike to the solar plexus. Then, she hits an elbow jab to the face followed by a headbutt to the jaw! Breslin staggers away and turns his back, and she pulls him in and leaps up with her knees going into the back of his head!

Tony D: "Headbreaker!!"

She makes the cover..

One..

Two..

THREE!

The bell sounds.

Randy Long: "Here is your winner - Evangelista!"

"No Good Advice" by Girls Aloud hits the PA System as the fans cheer for the decisive victory by Evangelista tonight. She favors her head a bit as she gets to her feet and has her arm raised in victory by the referee.

Tony D: "Boy, another quick match in the early part of the show tonight but a solid victory for Evangelista who we haven't seen compete in WARPED for quite a few months."

Kris Red: "Looks like she means business, too."

 

 

 


Backstage: Golden Gloves vs The Giant Gefahr


WARPEDVision lights up to show the backstage area. Vaughn Ronie Jr., is casually strolling about; dressed to the nines. He pauses in his tracks to peer off into the distance. The camera pans to show the unattended giant, Gefahr; entering the locker room.

Vaughn Ronie Jr. (to himself): “Ok, you can do this! Just walk up to him and BOOM! Right in the breadbasket! Golden Gloves, babay!”

The Purveyor of RARE Professional Wrestling Paraphernalia smacks himself as hard as he can; in an attempt to hype himself up. After a moment of smacking himself and inaudible self-motivation; he straightens himself up. VRJ makes a B-line for the locker room. As he crosses the threshold, he begins yelling.

 

Vaughn Ronie Jr.: “GOO-FAHR!”

Gefahr doesn’t acknowledge the grade school twist on his name.

Vaughn Ronie Jr.: “I’m talking to you, ya big GOOF!”

Vaughn Ronie Jr. advances; Gefahr still not paying attention. Vaughn Ronie Jr. leans over the short distance to get in the giant’s ear.

Vaughn Ronie Jr.: “Stand up! So, I can beat your giant ass like a man! GOO-FAHR!”

Gefahr turns his head to see Vaughn Ronie Jr. in a readied stance.

Vaughn Ronie Jr.: “Come on, GOO-FAHR!

Vaughn Ronie Jr. throws a jab that merely causes Gefahr to shake his head in disapproval. VRJ motions for him to stand up. Gefahr humors Vaughn Ronie Jr.’s request; VRJ is now nose to upper stomach to Gefahr.

Vaughn Ronie Jr.: “Big deal, you’re tall! But this fist is furious!”

Vaughn Ronie Jr. hauls off with the hardest left hand he’s thrown at anyone’s gut; only hurting himself in the process. The youngest Ronie brother shakes the pain from his fist as he looks up at Gefahr; letting a rather deep laugh escape his lips.

 

Vaughn Ronie Jr.: “Oh, shit!”

Gefahr smiles in agreement, before drawing back for a punch of his own. By the time he throws the punch, Vaughn Ronie Jr. has already bolted from the locker room shutting the door behind him!

 

 


Backstage


WARPED Reporter Sean Armstrong is walking backstage and catches up to Hugo Strange.

Sean Armstrong: "Hugo, any thoughts on your match tonight?"

Hugo Strange: " You know What I do have a thought, but it goes beyond on my match tonight. This goes out to everybody on the WARPED roster. Tonight you see the return of Hugo Strange, tonight you witness the return of the madman! Stryker you wanted the butcher well guess what you lucky bastard he is in the house. Now listen up you window lickers!"

Sean Armstrong: "What is a window licker?"

Hugo Strange: "Really I was on a roll here Sean. OK a window licker is the fat retarded kid that sits at the back of the short bus and licks the window; can I continue here."

Sean nods yes as Hugo stares at him.

Hugo Strange: "So.......Damn it Sean! You made me lose my train of thought. Stryker hell comes to Dearborn, MI and its name is Hugo Strange! And this goes to all new comers to WARPED listen up. If you think you are just going to walk in here and run rough shot over everybody. Well let me introduce myself I am Hugo Strange and I am road block and rude awakening."

Hugo walks off with Missy behind him smiling and waving at Sean.

 


Singles Match - Adam Stryker vs. Hugo Strange


All lights in the arena slowly fade as a sound of guitar echoes through the arena. Only one light shines down on the entrance ramp as Adam Stryker slowly walks out from the back and stands there, looking down.

Randy Long: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first - from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 220 pounds - Adam Strrrrrryker!"

He starts walking towards the ring as the song comes to its first verse.

"I spoke to god today, and she said that she's ashamed.
What have I become, what have I done?
I spoke to the devil today, and he swears he's not to blame.
And I understood, 'cause I feel the same."

As he is near the ring, he gets inside between the middle and the top rope and climbs the turnbuckle immediately, while the one light still shines at him. As the chorus of "Wrong Side of Heaven" hits, Adam performs his cut-throat taunt and then just poses on the turnbuckle with his arms spread.

"Arms wide open, I stand alone.
I'm no hero, and I'm not made of stone.
Right or wrong, I can hardly tell.
I'm on the wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side of hell.
I'm on the wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side, righteous side of hell."

Stryker hops off the buckles and stretches out to prepare for the match.

Randy Long: "And his opponent - from Calgary... Alberta, Canada, wieghing in at 315 pounds - Hugo Strrrrrrange!"

The arena goes dark as the opening rifts to Red Fangs “Prehistoric Dog” starts to blast out of the PA system. Hugo steps out on to the ramp with Missy Von Eerie and throws both hands up in the air the crowd pops and Hugo and Missy starts marching to the ring pointing and talking shit to whoever is in the ring. As Hugo gets to the ring he throws the world title up into the ring and then rolls in under the bottom rope. Once in the ring Hugo hops to his feet and grabs the world title and stands in the center of the ring pointing and jawing with his opponent.

Tony D: "The Murder Mitten Mayhem Tour has kicked off and we've got so much going on with tonight's show! For instance, what the hell is happening between Vaughn Ronnie, Jr. and that giant of William Wallace's, Gefahr?"

The bell sounds and Stryker and Strange lockup and they both try to overpower the other.

Kris Red: "They're having tea and crumpets. What the hell does it look like has been happening? Jesus, Tony D. Call this match, you window licker." They struggle for control, with Stryker causing Strange to back up slightly, and then Strange returning the favor and overpowering him a bit. They both stay in a lock up as they make their way to the corner where Hugo Strange backs Adam Stryker in. The referee asks for a clean break and both men oblige.

Kris Red: "Nice, clean break there."

Tony D: "Neither man really gained the edge there but both held their ground."

They make their way to the middle of the ring and lockup again, but this time Adam Stryker gets Strange in a wristlock and transitions into a hammerlock. Strange counters into a wristlock of his own but Stryker counters right back and sweeps Strange’s legs and covers.. but Strange kicks out immediately and both men get to their feet. Strange applies a Hammerlock but Stryker is able to roll through and counter into a side headlock.

Tony D: "Some solid back and forth action between these two men thus far."

Strange shoves Stryker off but Stryker runs him over with a shoulder block. Stryker hits the ropes but runs into a Big Boot from Strange! Cover..

One..

Kick out!

Strange goes for the Stretch Muffler but Stryker quickly gets to the ropes and slides out of the ring.

Tony D: "Adam Stryker was smart to get to those ropes and get out of there. Looked like Hugo wanted to apply The Canadian Deathlock early in this match."

Kris Red: "That would've been bad news for Mr. Stryker, who's fresh off losing the Evolution Title last week to Mr. Rottentreats."

Tony D: "Hugo needs to get this win as well after his loss to Jason Richards. This match counts a lot for both men!"

Stryker trips Strange and pulls him to the outside.

Kris Red: "Well its especially important for Hugo, cause his new FIANCE is going to hold her vagina hostage from him for a month if he loses! That's incentive!"

Stryker with a punch attempt, blocked, and Strange delivers a quick right hand to Stryker and then lifts him up and bodyslams him on the apron, before pushing him in under the ropes. As Strange rolls back in, Stryker puts the boots to him. He brings Hugo up and grabs him around his waist, backing him forcefully into the corner buckles. He starts stomping at the midsection of Strange repeatedly as the referee asks for a break. Stryker obliges, but Strange takes this opportunity to swing at Stryker, but its dodged! Soon after he returns with a knife edge chop to the chest of Strange!

Tony D: "You know, I am wondering what's going through the minds of these two men. On one hand you have Hugo Strange who is the first Grand Slam Champion in WARPED history, and he did so much in his first year.. Tag Champ, Evolution Champ, World Champ, and now, after that loss to Jason Richards, he seems to be in limbo."

Stryker grabs Strange and goes through the ropes. He brings Strange out on the apron with him now.

Tony D: "Then you have Adam Stryker who came into WARPED on fire, won the Evolution Title, and then lost it in his first defense."

From behind, Stryker looks for some sort of half nelson, but Strange elbows his way out of it. Strange turns and boots Stryker in the gut, and puts him between his legs!

Kris Red: "Well both men need to step it up that's for sure and it looks like we're going to get something from Strange here!"

Strange lifts Stryker up for a piledriver but Stryker holds on to the ropes and delivers a right hand to Strange, twisting him up a bit and Stryker then grabs him by the head and slams Strange's face off the turnbuckle! Stryker then applies a half nelson and suplexes him to the floor!

Tony D: "The Holyshitplex!"

The fans pop as Stryker just dropped Strange on his head at ringside. He hops down and brings Strange up, which isn't an easy thing to do after that move. He slams his head off the apron and pushes him in. Stryker's manager, Ryan Casey, then appears, and starts telling Adam to get in there and capitalize! Stryker tells Casey to shut his mouth and let him do things his way. Casey starts going on and on and Stryker ignores him. He rolls into the ring and rolls on top of Strange for a cover..

One..

Two...

Kick out!

Tony D: "Just a two count, and it'd appear that once again Ryan Casey is sticking his nose in the business of Adam Stryker."

Kris Red: "Hey Tony D, there's a contract that clearly states that Ryan Casey must accompany Adam Stryker to every match whether Adam likes it or not."

Tony D: "And he doesn't!"

Stryker puts Strange in a chinlock and Ryan Casey gets right in his sight and starts shouting suggestions of what to do next. Stryker re-adjusts the hold and Strange so that his back is turned to his manager. Casey doesn't take too kindly to this as he walks around the ring and slaps the mat, right in Stryker's face. Stryker tells him to get out of his sight. Strange fights back with back elbows to the chest and jaw of Stryker, and he starts battling his way to his feet. Casey shouts "I told you!" while Strange escapes the hold and the two men exchange right hands. Strange ducks a punch and hits a belly to back suplex! Stryker gets to his feet and Strange takes him down with a clothesline! Stryker up - Strange with another clothesline! Stryker up - Strange with a third clothesline! Ryan Casey slaps the mat and shouts out while Stryker gets to his feet again and Strange goes for a backdrop but Stryker kicks him in the face and then hits the ropes.. but right as Stryker reaches the ropes, Strange meets him right there with a lariat that drops him to the mat!

Tony D: "Hugo Strange is making a comeback right now and it'd appear that Stryker's manager is causing a bit of a distraction for Stryker."

Strange taunts to the crowd and they cheer him on after that flury of offense. Stryker is making his way up and he's found his way to the corner now. Strange charges at Stryker in the corner but he gets his boots up and drills Strange in the face!

Kris Red: "Back and forth, back and forth!"

Stryker drops to a knee while Strange tries to shake it off, and as he returns, Stryker pops up and hits a big European Uppercut! He then brings him in for a vertical suplex and lifts the big man up and drops his back over the knees of Stryker!

Kris Red: "Definition of Mayhem! How in the hell did he lift him up!"

Stryker now favors his knees following that crushing blow to them. The referee kneels down to check on him and the two converse while Ryan Casey shouts out that he wants to know what the hell is going on and why Stryker isn't capitalizing!!!

Tony D: "I think Ryan Casey is going to burst a blood vessel! Jeez!"

Kris Red: "Man, Stryker could've just blown out his knees with that move. Ya gotta pick your spots and perhaps he picked the wrong one there."

Hugo Strange is on his back, motionless. Stryker is down. The referee begins a 10 count...

One!

..

Two! ..

Three! ..

Four! ..

Hugo starts to come to..

Five! ..

Hugo gets to his feet!

Tony D: "Strange is up!"

Kris Red: "Stryker isn't!"

Hugo spots his opponent favoring his legs, and a lightbulb goes off in his head. He grabs a leg and tries to drape it over the back of his head to lock in the Canadian Deathlock!

Kris Red: "Stryker needs to get out of this!"

Tony D: "Strange is trying to lock in the Canadian Deathlock! Stryker is struggling to escape, reach the ropes, something!"

Ryan Casey reaches out to give his hand to Adam Stryker as the performer is trying to find a way out or something, and he sees his manager and refuses to grab his hand. He shakes his head and Ryan Casey shouts out "GRAB MY FUCKING HAND" but Stryker refuses as Hugo Strange pulls Stryker away from the ropes and finally is able to apply the Stretch Muffler! He starts stomping away at the skull of Stryker while he's got the leg draped over his neck, twisting and stretching it!

Tony D: "Oh man and those injured legs of his can't be feeling too good right now!!"

Stryker claws and scratches his way toward the ropes, slowly but surely, inching ever so close to freedom from this painful hold that's got him almost in tears! The fans chant "Let's go Stryker / Hugo Strange! Let's go Stryker / Hugo Strange! Let's go Stryker / Hugo Strange!" and Stryker allllllllllllllllllmost reaches the ropes, when Hugo pulls him back to the middle of the ring!

Tony D: "He was almost there!"

Hugo starts stomping the skull of Adam Stryker again, trying to get him to submit! Ryan Casey then jumps up on the apron with a steel chair in hand and starts to get into the ring. The fans boo him, but cheer as Hugo then goes after him and takes the chair. He goes to swing it at him but Ryan ducks out of the ring like a coward. Ryan turns and gets a big SLAP to the face by Missy Von Eerie and he goes down, much to the crowd's enjoyment!

Kris Red: "Down goes Casey! Down goes Casey!"

The referee tells Hugo to get rid of the chair and Hugo hands it over. While the ref takes it away, Adam Stryker rolls Strange up!

.

..

...

The referee tosses the chair to ringside and spots the rollup..

One..

Two..

Kick out!

Tony D: "Stryker with a nearfall!"

Kris Red: "Ryan Casey needs to stay away from this match!"

Both men start to get up to their feet and begin trading punches. Stryker is still favoring his legs, and he drops to one knee after a couple shots to the face from Strange. Hugo grabs at one of the legs of Stryker and Stryker now hops on one leg, trying to swing at Strange but he can't reach him. Before Strange could cause any more damage to the leg, Stryker brings his other boot up and hits an Enziguri to the side of Strange's head and he drops to the mat!

Tony D: "Enziguri!"

And with both men down, the fans again start a dueling chant, this time a little different "Adam Stryker / Hugo Strange!", "Adam Stryker / Hugo Strange!"

The referee starts another 10 count.

One!

..

Two!

Both men crawl toward opposite corners, trying to get back in this as the referee checks on both men.

Three!

..

"Adam Stryker / Hugo Strange!"

Four!

..

Five!

"Adam Stryker / Hugo Strange!"

Six!

They pull themselves up in the corner slowly but surely..Hugo a little faster than Stryker. He heads toward Stryker and as Stryker pulllllllls himself up with the top rope, Hugo puts the boots to him and drops him down to the mat. Strange now drags his boot across the face of Stryker with a face wash, over and over and over, five times total. He lifts Stryker up and places him up top and climbs up. Strange then hooks the arm and lifts him up.. Superplex! They both crash in the middle of the ring and the fans continue to chant for both men. Hugo Strange makes a cover..

One..

Two..

THrrrrekickout!!

Missy cheers her fiance on from ringside and Hugo brings Adam Stryker to his feet. He attempts an irish whip into the corner, but Stryker reverses it somehow and the Canadian is sent into the corner. Stryker starts charging at Strange but loses his footing along the way and drops to a knee, clutching at his leg in pain.

Tony D: "Oh no, the legs are still causing him trouble!"

Strange snaps out of it and sees what's going on.. he comes out of the corner and measures Stryker off and then delivers a spinning double hammer fist!

Tony D: "The Vortex Hammer!"

And he picks off the leg of Stryker, stretching it over his neck and pushing Stryker's face into the mat with one of his boots!

Kris Red: "Canadian Deathlock again!!!"

Stryker can't move with Strange holding his head down! The leg continues to get stretched as Stryker yells out in pain and finally he has to tap out!

Kris Red: "He tapped!!!"

The bell sounds. "Prehistoric Dog" by Red Fangs hits the PA System and the fans pop!

Randy Long: "Here is your winner - Hugo Strange!"

Hugo wastes no time releasing the hold on his opponent as soon as he taps out. Missy claps and goes up the steps, entering the ring. They hug and kiss before the referee grabs his arm and raises it in victory.

Tony D: "Hugo Strange picks up a hard fought victory tonight over Adam Stryker. Boy oh boy what a match."

Kris Red: "Adam Stryker said in a promo earlier this week that he wanted The Canadian Madman, the Butcher from Calgary! I think he got him tonight."

Tony D: "Stryker put up quite the fight, though. I can't help but wonder what might had happened if Ryan Casey hadn't gotten involved."

Kris Red: "Well we can all use our imaginations but the reality is that Hugo Strange just earned that victory. Damn did he ever."

Strange extends his hand to the downed Adam Stryker. From the outside, Ryan Casey tells Stryker not to shake his hand! Stryker ignores him and he accepts the handshake. Hugo nods and climbs the turnbuckle in celebration while Adam Stryker sits on the mat, favoring his knee and ignoring his manager's berating from ringside.

 

 


Backstage


The WARPED Wrestling cameras focus their attention to the backstage. The hallways of the Ford Community & Performing Arts Center are cleared out and the camera pans slowly toward a vacant position in the backstage. Standing in front of a "Murder Mitten Mayhem Tour" banner is the newly signed WARPED Wrestling talent Mickey Chandler. Alongside Mickey is the ever-present WARPED Wrestling reporter Kelly Calloway. She quickly breaks the brief silence bringing up a microphone to her face.

Kelly Calloway: "Hello WARPED Wrestling, we're going to take a quick break from the exciting action in the ring and get a word from the newest member of the WARPED Wrestling roster... Mickey Chandler!"

Mickey crosses his arms looking generally unenthused, no doubt about his issues in getting backstage earlier.

Kelly Calloway: "So Mickey you've had a good seat in the house tonight looking over some of the challenges you'll be facing when you step foot into the ring, what are your thoughts about WARPED so far?"

Mickey smirks as Kelly puts the microphone into his face ready to hear his first words as a WARPED Wrestler.

Mickey Chandler: "My thoughts? You wanna hear my thoughts?"

Kelly just nods as Mickey gives her a very dismissive look.

Mickey Chandler: "I don't think I'm getting paid extra for feelings and...thoughts. I'm a man of action, and it has always been my understanding that actions speak louder than words. So with that being said, I'm going to show you just what I think of the competition in WARPED Wrestling when I step into the ring."

Kelly Calloway: "Anything you can tell us about the style you bring to your matches?"

Mickey laughs a little at this question before speaking into the microphone once more.

Mickey Chandler: "How about this... If I don't fuck someone up, then I'm not doing my job. These fist... These elbows... These knees and these feet. They all keep doctors and medical techs pretty busy, and well fed..."

With that Mickey walks away from Kelly and away from the interview as the cameras fade out..

 


Ringside


We return back into the Ford Community & Performing Arts Center to dimmed lights and a hushed crowd anticipating what is going to happen next. All of the sudden the stage lights flash red and the unfamiliar sound of Undead by Hollywood Undead was heard throughout the arena. The fans stand up to see who will come out of the curtain or if a name will be displayed on WARPEDVision but nothing.

Tony D: Any idea what's going on?

Kris Red: Not a clue.

The announcers wait in anticipation just like everyone else does to see who will come from the back but still no one shows their face.

"Undead! Undead! Undead! Undead! Undead!"

Finally from the back comes WARPED alumni Malik Logan to a huge pop from the WARPED faithful in Dearborn. WARPEDVision flashes some of Malik's best highlights against guys like Switchblade, The Rough Ryder and Mr. Rottentreats. He stands at the top of the stage and just looks out at the crowd as they give him a warm welcome like only a WARPED crowd can.

Tony D:Malik Logan is back in WARPED?? Do I really see this?

Kris Red: Don't pinch yourself! Malik is back here in WARPED!

Randy Long: Ladies and gentlemen please welcome back... THE HITMANNN.... MALIIIIKKKKKKK LOOOOGAAAAANNNNN!!!!

Malik is midway down the ramp before he stops to interact with some of the fans who were lucky enough to have a front row seat. Finally he makes it into the ring area and he runs up the ring stairs. He puts one foot between the ropes and one on the apron to give one more bit of hype to the crowd before stepping in to the ring completely and shaking hands with ring announcer Randy Long. He walks to the turnbuckle that is diagonal to the stairs and climbs on to the middle turnbuckle. He raises both of his arms up getting another burst out of the Dearborn chapter of the WARPED universe. He hops down and the music finally fades as he reaches out for a microphone from a roadie at ringside. Before he can say something the crowd all starts a "welcome back, welcome back" chant much to the delight of the HitMan. Finally he gets the crowd to quiet down and raises the mic to his mouth.

Malik: This (points to the crowd), this is why I'm back.

The crowd lets out another burst of excitement before starting another welcome back chant for Logan. Again the crowd finally quiets down and Malik again is able to talk.

Malik: Wait, wait, wait... WARPED is moving up! Look at that stage! It's amazing how much WARPED has evolved from just a young upstart Indy promotion to becoming the national phenomenon that it is today and it's because of each and every one of you!

The electric crowd in Dearborn lets out a loud pop but this time allows Malik to talk right away.

Malik: But I know the question is why? After four long years why are you back here in WARPED? Well there are two reasons; one, I missed the greatest fans in the world and two, my career isn't going to last much longer. I wanted to do something that I never did before and that's win a world championship and I want to do that right here in WARPED. This is the company that put Malik Logan on the map. This made Malik Logan a household name and this is where Malik Logan is going to end his career and he's going to end it as world heavyweight champion!

The crowd embraces Malik's quest to end his career as a world champion and begins a chant "next world champion clap clap clapclapclap" again to the delight of Malik.

Malik: I know that I have a ways to go before I reach my goal of world champion but this is putting the locker room on notice. The HitMan is back... And he is going to be your next WARPED World Champion!

The crowd once again let's out a pop as Undead plays once again throughout the Arena and Malik drops the mic and hops out of the ring. He goes around ringside and slaps hands of all fans with their hands out.

Tony D: "Malik Logan has returned and Mickey Chandler has debuted. Gotta love the influx of new talent!"

Malik Logan finally makes his rounds and then makes his way up the ramp. He stops at the top of the stage turns around and again raises both arms to another pop before turning around and walking back through the curtain and the scene fades.

 


Backstage: The President's Office


President Joey Matthew is shown at his desk typing something up on his laptop when there’s a knock at the door.

Joey Matthew: “Come in?”

The door opens and Crowbar steps through, a bit of a limp and sporting a neck brace from the battle against Wallace. He walks in, putting his hand to his neck and visibly in pain from it. He walks up to Joeys desk.

Crowbar: “Boss.”

Joey takes a sip from his coffee cup and nods.

Joey Matthew: “Crowbar.”

Crowbar: “I’m...here to congratulate and applaud you, nothing sinister, no bullshit. I wanted to tell you, I’m glad the rebuilding phase is in action...I….also want to apologise.”

Joey Matthew: “Go on.”

Crowbar: “The whole...destruction...thing...was wrong, it should never have happened. You gave me a home here when nobody else would, so what do I do? Try to destroy it. It’s not right, it never was. I want to apologise for The AbominationZ trashing everything, and I want to say that, it will never, ever, occur again. You’re right, it’s dead, we went too insane and if it wasn’t for that, you wouldn’t need to rebuild in the first place.”

Crowbar continues to stand, his balance off and his hand still on his neck. Joey checks the time on his wrist watch and looks up at Crowbar. He points at his own neck, and then to Crowbar, seemingly ignoring every word Crowbar just said.

Joey Matthew: “What’s uh.. what’s going on there? Why are you here?”

Crowbar groans.

Crowbar: “I know you, Joey. You just want me to say the two words, don’t you?”

Joey Matthew: “And what words are those?”

Crowbar tries to look around but winces in pain, he drops his head and shakes it knowing he has to say what he doesn’t particularly want to.

Crowbar: “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for The AbominationZ, I’m sorry for everything that occured, I’m sorry for destroying property.”

Crowbar continues looking down at the floor, looking down with his eyes. He mumbles to himself about his fucked up neck.

Again, Joey no-sells the comments made by Crowbar.

Joey Matthew: “You’ve pissed a lot of people off here.”

Crowbar: “Yeah, Anton Chase is one of them apparently.”

Crowbar rubs his neck again.

Joey Matthew: “Exactly. Aren’t you worried that you’ve got a giant bullseye on your back now? What if Anton isn’t the only one to try and beat you down for stuff you’ve done in the past two years? I can’t have you getting paralyzed. Nobody…”

Joey looks away..

Joey Matthew: “..nobody would want THAT.. “

He rolls his eyes and checks his watch again.

Crowbar: “Well, I know plenty of people that would, but if I have a bullseye, so be it, let them come. Chase made his statement and, despite whether you argue or not, you know he’s the top of my shitlist in that regard. I’m not worried about him, them, the roster, outside roster, let them all come, I’m always ready for a fight….”

Crowbar coughs

Crowbar: “....usually. Kinda hard when you can’t move your neck, but, what can I do eh. I’m just here as part of the rebuilding phase to call a truce, with you alone, fuck everyone else, this is your company and I’m just trying to make some things right, y’know?”

Joey sighs.

Joey Matthew: “Are ya done yet…? I hope so. Look, Anton might be on the top of your “shit list” but he’s on the top of my “show list” cause tonight he’s got himself a pretty important match. Meanwhile, here you are, hurt, and unable to wrestle. So please, go. Let me tend to things that are actually making me money tonight.”

Crowbar shrugs

Crowbar: “Joey, by the time I’m done and healed, Chase will go from being on your “show list” to being on a mortuary slab. Thats another day though, so if you really want to play it off like that, fine, I tried to make amends, but it’s obvious you’re not even slightly interested in anything so I’ll go, but when my neck actually moves more than 1 degree either way, you best hope you’ve got an ambulance waiting at every show for anyone that tries to step to me. Fair warning. You’re not the only one…”

Crowbar turns around slightly and notices something, trailing off what he was saying. He looks at the old Headstrong Wrestling titles Joey keeps in a cabinet.

Crowbar: “See you later, bossman.”

Crowbar turns and starts heading out the door, a slight grin comes across his face.

 

 


3 Way Elimination Match with World & Evolution Title Shots on the Line - Jason Richards vs. Anton Chase vs. Cameron MacNichol


Randy Long: "The following contest is a three way elimination match to determine the number one contenders for the Evolution and World Championships! Introducing first.. from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 210 pounds - Anton Chaaaaase!"

As Faint By Linkin Park blasts over the pa system, white smoke fills the entrance way as a person is seen behind the white smoke, as the person steps forward in front of the white smoke Anton Chase makes his way down the ramp way, with a cocky smile on his face and his arms out at the side, he climbs in the ring and climbs the second ropes and puts one hand up in the air.

Randy Long: "And his opponent, first.. from Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 195 pounds - "The Lone Wolf" Jason Richards!"

The lights go out as a loud howl is let out through the entire venue the music begins to play through the sound system of the venue. He appears slowly stepping through the curtain looking out of the crowd. He begins slowly walking towards the ring as he holds out his hand as the people slap it. He walks over grabbing a chair standing on it putting on foot on the guard rail making a slashing motion across is throat. He jumps down and then jumps on the apron stepping through the ropes he walks over stepping up to the second rope he let's out a howl jumping down he begins stretching in the corner staring at the entrance way waiting on his other opponent.

Lights around the arena flash in time with the music as the manic riff of "Rock Bottom" plays over the speakers. After a moment or two, Cameron walks out from behind the curtain with his sister Dyan to a huuuuuuuuuge pop from his hometown!

Randy Long: "From DEEEEEEEEEEETROIT Michigan! Weighing in at 200 pounds - Cameron MaaaaaaaacNicholllllll!"

Stopping at the top of the ramp, he takes Dyan's hand and gives her a once-around twirl. As they reach the ring, Cameron slides under the bottom rope into the ring, and jumps to his feet, his arms raised in a triumphant gesture.

Tony D: "They love him here in his hometown!"

Kris Red: "This live crowd does and so did the radio fans! Cameron was recently on 106.7 The D here in town to promote the show and its an interview you should all definitely check out!"

Tony D: "Kris, this is a big match for these three men. They all picked up big victories at the 4 Year Anniversary Show last week, and therefore, earned a spot in this title opportunity elimination match."

Kris Red: "Runner-up gets an Evolution Title shot against Mr. Rottentreats. Winner gets a World Title shot against William Wallace. Loser gets lucky that he doesn't have to face either of those gentlemen!"

The three men surround each other and Anton Chase is the first to make a move as he pokes MacNichol in the eyes before kicking Richards in the gut. Chase delivers a couple right hands to MacNichol, taking him into the corner. He then turns to Jason Richards and knees him in the gut and delivers a few knife edge chops, backing him into the corner. Chase with an irish whip attempt on Richards, but its countered and Chase gets sent into the corner. Richards charges in but Chase gets a back elbow up to the jaw of Richards and then drops him with a big knife edge chop! MacNichol comes after Chase and gets a boot to the midsection for his efforts. Chase turns to the corner and starts climbing up while the fans boo him. He takes a moment to tell them to shut their traps before continuing his ascension. He then leaps off the top but Richards and MacNichol leap up with a double-dropkick to Anton Chase!

Tony D: "What a great double team move there!"

Kris Red: "Oh come on with the double-teaming of Anton Chase! Are they afraid that this brand new and improved Anton Chase is too much for them?"

Tony D: "I seriously doubt that."

Kris Red: "Not to mention that this is the second time Anton has wrestled tonight in this damn city, but that's what he gets for messing with that-fed-that-shall-not-be-named up the road."

MacNichol gets Richards in a waistlock but Richards counters into a side headlock. MacNichol shoves Richards into the corner but Richards hops onto the second turnbuckle.. however before he could do anything, Cameron pushes him over the top rope and onto the apron. Cameron reaches through the ropes and brings Jason Richards up to his feet, but Anton Chase interrupts whatever Cam had in mind with a running knee to the back of MacNichol, and he bumps into Richards and sends him crashing at ringside.

Chase covers MacNichol..

One..

Two..

Kick out!

Tony D: "Nearfall for Anton Chase!"

Kris Red: "He nearly put MacNichol away like he did Crowbar last week!"

Tony D: "Oh come on. How can you compare a pinfall to Chase attacking a man on a stretcher last week?"

Kris Red: "Because he put him down and now he's just gotta keep him down!"

Anton Chase then puts the boots to MacNichol to try and keep his former tag team partner down, but MacNichol resists to stay down. Chase delivers a boot to the gut and lifts him on his shoulders in a fireman's carry, then brings him forward into a double knee gutbuster! Anton gets to his feet and Jason Richards comes off the top turnbuckle with a Missle Dropkick! He covers..

One..

Two..

Kick out!

Richards brings Chase to his feet and sends him off into the ropes and Chase slides under the bottom rope to the ringside area. Richards follows and slides under just as Chase hops up onto the apron. Chase goes to kick Richards in the head but he moves and pulls the legs out from under Chase and he crashes on the apron. Richards now climbs onto the apron and puts Chase between his legs..

Tony D: "We've seen Jason Richards do this before!"

Richards then powerbombs Chase onto the apron!

Kris Red: "Oooh!! Chase's back has to be in pain after that landing. The apron is more wood and less padding than in the ring!"

Chase drops to the ringside area and Richards goes down to bring him back up. Just then Cameron MacNichol climbs to the top turnbuckle and leaps off with a crossbody block, taking both men down!

Tony D: "These guys are laying it all on the line tonight!"

Kris Red: "A shot at the Evolution and World Titles is on the line here!"

"Cam-er-on! Cam-er-on!" chants the fans. Dyan cheers her brother on from the other end of the ring as Cameron MacNichol brings Anton Chase to his feet and rolls him into the ring. MacNichol follows in and covers..

One..

Two..

Shoulder up!

MacNichol brings Chase up and knife edge chops him once, twice, and three times, dropping him to the mat with the third. Chase gets back up and MacNichol turns Chase away from him and lifts him up onto the top turnbuckle and starts climbing up. Jason Richards climbs up on the apron and delivers a right hand that drops MacNichol down to the mat. Richards gets in the ring and puts the boots to MacNichol, pushing him under the bottom rope. He then delivers a jab to the back of Chase, before pulling him down and Chase is trapped in the Tree of Woe! Richards runs to the other end of the ring and back with a leaping dropkick to the face of Chase! The impact causes Chase to drop to the mat and escape the Tree of Woe, and Richards pulls him from the ropes with a cover..

One..

Two..

Chase gets a foot on the bottom rope.

Kris Red: "Jason Richards needed to pull Chase away from the ropes a little more there. Ya gotta watch for that."

Cameron MacNichol gets to his feet and just as Richards gets up MaCNichol is ready for him and clasps his arms around Richards' body and htis a Belly to Belly Suplex! He turns his attention to Chase now as he's getting to his feet and MacNichol looks for the Cobra Clutch, and he locks it on!

Tony D: "The Stranglehold is locked in! Will Anton Chase tap out?!"

Jason Richards then grabs the hair of MacNichol and pulls him back and into a Sitout Reverse DDT - and with this, MacNichol also hits somewhat of a Sitout Cobra Clutch Rear-Mat Slam! Richards hooks the leg on MacNichol..

One..

Two..

Kick out!

Tony D: "Jason Richards broke up that submission attempt but why? It's elimination!"

Kris Red: "We've asked that for years, Tony D. And there's not always an answer. Maybe he was ticked off at the belly to belly! Maybe he didn't want Cameron to get the first fall. You never know."

Jason Richards now starts to head to the top turnbuckle now and the fans look on with interest of what he might have in store. However, he's stopped dead in his tracks when Anton Chase bumps the ropes and he gets crotched on the top. Chase then climbs up with him, butMacNichol grabs the tights of Chase and pulls Chase off the top and then starts climbing up after Richards. MacNichol looks for a Superplex now but Chase stops him with a club to the back and he gets underneath Chase .. Powerbomb from Chase - Superplex from MacNichol!

Kris Red: "Tower of DOOM!"

Anton Chase covers MacNichol..

One..

Two..

NO! He kicks out!

Chase covers MacNichol again..

One..

Two...

Kick out again!

Chase slaps the mat and covers again..

One..

Two...

Kickout!

Tony D: "Boy, again and again Anton Chase tried to get the pinfall victory over his former tag team partner Cameron MacNichol, but no luck!"

Anton Chase wastes no time now (anymore) as he brings Cameron up and looks for the Chaos Theory(Styles Clash type move), but Jason Richards spins Chase around and goes for the Roaring Elbow, but Chase ducks and Richards takes out Cameron MacNichol! Chase then hits a SUPERKICK on Richards and sets him up for the Chaos Theory. He lifts him up and drops him on his face!

Tony D: "Chaos Theory!"

Chase rolls him over and has his shoulders down on the mat..

One..

Two..

THREE!

Kris Red: "Chase eliminates Richards!"

Tony D: "We now know that one of these men will go on to earn a title shot during the Murder Mitten Mayhem Tour, but who will get which shot?!"

Kris Red: "Whoever wins this gets the World Title shot and the other man gets an Evo title shot. Its important either way!"

Chase tells the referee to get Richards out of the ring and he turns his attention to a downed Cameron MacNichol, still suffering the effects of the Roaring Elbow from Richards. Chase smirks and wipes his hands clean, perhaps implying that this one is a wash.

Kris Red: "Just look at the confidence on the face of Anton Chase! I'm telling you, this is a new Anton Chase!"

Chase brings MacNichol up for the Chaos Theory but MacNichol goes for a rollup on Chase but Chase holds onto the ropes and then turns around and swings at MacNichol. MacNichol ducks and then hits an Enziguri!

Tony D: "The Dirty Mac isn't done with yet!"

MacNichol hoists Chase on his shoulder, charges forward and slams him to the mat! He covers..

One..

Two..

Kick out!

Tony D: "A nearfall off that Running Powerslam!"

MacNichol now brings Chase to his feet and looks for the Cobra Clutch, but Chase escapes and out of nowhere hits the Pele Kick! MacNichol is stunned and stopped in his tracks and Chase grabs MacNichol by the throat and shoves him into the corner. He aggressively whips MacNichol to the opposite corner and he charges at him.. BIG BOOT from MacNichol! He then hits a neckbreaker on Chase and - NO - Chase held on to the top rope and MacNichol crashed to the mat!

Tony D: "Brilliant counter from Anton Chase!"

Suddenly, "Headbanger Victimized" by Baby Park hits the PA System and everyone turns to the entrance to find Crowbar stepping out with a crowbar in hand and a neckbrace around his neck.

Kris Red: "Its Crowbar!!"

Chase tells Crowbar to get the hell out of here! Crowbar stands tall on the stage in front of the WARPEDVision and suddenly Cameron MacNichol with a schoolboy rollup on Chase..

One..

Two..

THREE!!

The bell sounds! MacNichol slips out of the ring!

Randy Long: "Here is your winner and earning a World Title shot, Cameron MacNichol!!"

"Rock Bottom" hits the PA System as Cameron MacNichol celebrates at ringside with Dyan. The referee raises his arm in victory and in the ring, Anton Chase is blowing a gasket! He looks up at the stage and Crowbar is nowhere to be found!

Tony D: "My God! Crowbar just cost Anton Chase a World Title shot!"

Kris Red: "No kidding he did! What the hell!"

Tony D: "It'd appear that Crowbar's still a little injured with that neckbrace on but he didn't have to do any physical work to give Anton Chase a little bit of payback for that attack last week."

"CROWBARRRRR!" shouts Anton Chase as he stomps the mat in the ring. He goes through the ropes and as he's about to head up the aisle he spots Jason Richards recovering at ringside. Chase almost heads toward the back, but stops himself, grits his teeth, and grabs Jason Richards by the head and aggressively brings him to his feet. He boots Richards in the gut and hurls him face-first into the ringpost!

Tony D: "Oh come on!!"

Richards drops to the floor and Cameron MacNichol spots this and comes to the rescue, promtping Anton Chase to backpedal up the aisle. The fans taunt Chase while he backs up the aisle and he tells them to SHUT UP!

Kris Red: "Well Anton Chase is none too pleased and I imagine if he ends up finding Crowbar, there's hell to pay."

Tony D: "Meanwhile, Cameron MacNichol just earned himself a World Title shot against William Wallace on this tour and what a match that should be!"

MacNichol is spotted in the crowd now, celebrating with his fans.

Tony D: "We're just a couple minutes away from MacNichol's childhood home. His friends and family are definitely excited for him tonight!"

Kris Red: "Could you imagine if Cameron were to win the World Title in his hometown?! That'd be huge!"

"CAM-ER-ON! CAM-ER-ON! CAM-ER-ON!" chants the fans as we fade out..

 

 


Backstage


WARPEDVision lights up. Mr. Rottentreats is touching his face paint up; as Kelly Calloway approaches. The Wicked Clown of WARPED, spots her in his compact mirror.

Mr. Rottentreats: “Jeez, you people are relentless!”

Kelly Calloway: “Mr. Rottentreats, any thoughts on your match against William Wallace?”

Mr. Rottentreats: “Was I not clear enough earlier?”

Kelly Calloway seems confused.

Kelly Calloway: “Earlier?”

Mr. Rottentreats: “I spoke to Austin Sanders earlier tonight. You backstage people really need to start communicating with each other. I know, I’m the most sought after interview, but for Carnival’s sake! We’re about to have the main event of the first Murder Mitten Mayhem show!

Kelly Calloway: “I apologize Mr. Rottentreats, I didn’t, he hasn’t, I’m going to get fired!”

Kelly Calloway seems to have become flustered.

Mr. Rottentreats: “Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, calm your tits! It’s o.k. I’ve started to fall in love with running my mouth as of late. It’s rather fun.”

Kelly Calloway: “O.k. I’m sorry, this whole return has been a whirlwind event for me.”

Mr. Rottentreats: “I’m flattered, Kelly.”

Kelly Calloway: ”Um, oh.. Uh, I’m talking about the WARPED Return.”

Mr. Rottentreats: “You sure know how to take the wind out of someone’s sails, don’t ya?”

Kelly Calloway catches herself before becoming too embarrassed; then straightens herself up before continuing.

Kelly Calloway: “Mr. Rottentreats in just a few moments, you’ll be facing off against the WARPED World Champion, William Wallace. What is your mindset going into this match?”

Mr. Rottentreats: “You mean, that man that beat Crowbar after I softened him up? Kelly, he may have a 4 inch height advantage, a 34 pound weight advantage, 5 extra years in the life department, and 1 more year in the squared circle! COUNT IT! OOOONEE-AAH!”

Treats holds his index finger up.

Mr. Rottentreats: “BUT! That 1 year extra in the business is nothing. I’ve been wrestling most of my life. Elementary school, Middle school, high school. My life has been nonstop wrestling since I was a child. While he was out herding sheep, I was rolling gators!”

Calloway looks quite confused.

Mr. Rottentreats: “Don’t strain yourself, Kelly. He’ll get it. The point I’m trying to make is this. When it comes to wrestling.. Despite the goofy get up, the face paint, and everything else.. I’m his superior. I know he’s sitting off in some corner by himself, right now. He’s attempting to mentally prepare himself for this match. He’s got one thought, and one thought only running through his brain. How is Mr. Rottentreats going to be rewarded for his win tonight? There are no titles on the line, Kelly. Just pride. When you take a Scotsman pride, what does he have left?”

Mr. Rottentreats shoots an inquisitive look in Kelly Calloway’s direction.

Kelly Calloway: “Exactly how do you expect to be rewarded if you win.”

Mr. Rottentreats: “All I want is to walk back through that curtain and to be met with a handshake from Joey Matthew.”

Kelly Calloway: “A handshake from Joey Matthew?”

Mr. Rottentreats: “A little appreciation, Kelly. I don’t want to be thrown a title shot. You see this title around my waist, Kelly?”

Kelly Calloway stares at the WARPED Evolution Title, her eyes get big.

Mr. Rottentreats: “Dat’s enough! This is the only title that matters to me, right now.”

Treats adjusts Kelly Calloway’s view by moving her head with his finger underneath her chin.

Mr. Rottentreats: “Another former WARPED WORLD Champion, whom I happen to have a better winning percentage than; at least here in WARPED. He asked on twitter, HE TWEETED ME! OH MY GOD, I COULDN’T BELIEVE IT! Ya know, because this guy is such a Starr. He asked me; Do you really need a mid-card title to validate your career, Treats. And I say this to him. This here WARPED Evolution Title.”

Treats pats the main plate of the Evolution championship title.

Mr. Rottentreats: “The value of anything is exactly what you make it; this is much more than mid-card anything to me. And if I’m not mistaken, this is my second main event since the return of WARPED. The first of which, I was crowned Evolution champion.”

Kelly Calloway confirms the clown’s math with a ditzy head nod.

Mr. Rottentreats: “Top of the card, muthafacko! As far as validation, I don’t seek validation from any inanimate object, or fallen Starrs. Especially, one that follows around Crowbar, like a lost puppy. There’s an old saying, be careful how you treat people on the way up, cause you’ll meet em on the way back down. Where is he now. He’s probably standing at the backdoor of the FCPAC with Mickey Chandler, as we speak! His gym bag in his hands, and his mouth running non-stop, begging for a spot on the card. Apologies, for digressing, Ms. Calloway.”

Kelly Calloway sheepishly surrenders the microphone to Treats.

Mr. Rottentreats: “Wallace, I understand you have lots to boast about. Good on ya, you’ve earned it! But, 3 Seconds is all I need to prove to you, that all those accolades don’t make you any better than me. As a matter of fact, I’ll come out and say it right now. I’ve got a DVD for sale at my table; that proves I was well on my way to surpassing your Evo title reign. Best of Mr. Rottentreats in Puerto Rico 2013. There are 4 Evolution title defenses on that bad boy. They probably won’t be acknowledged by WARPED or Joey, because a mysterious mishap with their filing. However, they do exist. With that said, I’ve done it before. I can do it again. Here in a few moments, with nothing but pride for ourselves and our respective divisions on the line. One of Crowbar’s last prideful sheep, shall be led to slaughter.”

Kelly Calloway: “Back to you at ringside, Tony and Kris!”

 


Backstage: Gefahr In Pursuit


WARPEDVision lights up to Vaughn Ronie Jr. running for dear life. VRJ slides under the merchandise table and hurriedly puts on a WARPED Staff shirt. He turns his back to Gefahr who’s far enough behind, that it might just work.

Vaughn Ronie Jr.: “Pleasedon’tseeme, pleasedon’tseeme, pleasedon’tseeme..”

Vaughn Ronie Jr. rummages through a box of t-shirts in hopes of Gefahr passing by.

Vaughn Ronie Jr.: “Pleasedon’tseeme, pleasedon’tseeme, pleasedon’tseeme..”

Gefahr stops in front of the merchandise table to give the area a once over. William Wallace’s Giant walks away; continuing his search. When he’s a safe distance from table, the merch guy startles Vaughn Ronie Jr. by tapping him on the shoulder.

Head Of WARPED Merchandising: “Apologies, Mr. Ronie. But he’s gone now.”

Vaughn Ronie Jr.: “Gone, or not. Don’t touch me again!”

 

 


Main Event: Singles Match - World Champion William Wallace vs. Evolution Champion Mr. Rottentreats


Randy Long: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is our main event of the evening! Introducing first.. from Inverness, Scotland, weighing in at 254 pounds - he is the reigning and defending WARPED Wrestling World Champion - William Wallaaaaace!"

The arena blacks out as Crank begins to fill the arena. 30seconds into the song Wallace appears, standing at the top of the entrance way lit up by one single spot light with his head down. At the 40second mark he kicks into life raising his World Title up and shouting abuse at the booing fans as he makes his way to the ring. As he approaches the foot of the entrance way he jumps and rolls under the bottom rope, getting to his feet and spinning a few times before taunting the fans and raising the World Championship high above his head.

Entry of the Gladiators begins to play over the PA. Mr. Rottentreats makes his way from the back; riding a tiny tricycle. The WARPED Evolution Title is hanging around his neck. He stops at the top of the entrance ramp and shakes a 2 liter of Faygo up. The Wicked Clown Of WARPED pops the top off of the Faygo; before pushing himself down the entrance ramp on the tricycle. He cruises down the aisle way spraying fans with Faygo; to a mixed reaction.

Randy Long: “And his opponent - He comes to us, from the Carnival Grounds; by way of Tiny Tricycle!”

Mr. Rottentreats prepares to ghost ride the tiny tricycle as he nears the ringside mats.

Randy Long: “Weighing in at two-hundred, twenty-two pounds!”

Mr. Rottentreats barely makes the jump from tricycle to ring apron.. He wipes his feet on the apron, then begins to a bounce around; as if he’s about to perform some more aerobatics.

Randy Long: “The Whole F’N Sideshow, and your WARPED Evolution Champeeen! Mr. Rottentreeeaaats!!”

Treats slingshots himself into the ring and shakes Randy Long’s hand. Randy Long jumps back shouting profanities at Treats; who reveals the buzzer in his hand.

Kris Red: *laughing* "Ooho, Tony D. You know you never shake a clown's hand!"

Tony D: *also laughing* "That's just too good.."

Randy Long can be heard off-mic telling them to 'shut up' as he has a seat at ringside with them, shaking his hand in pain.

Tony D: "This should be quite the match, Kris. Two former Abominationz members colliding. The reigning World Champion facing the new Evolution Champion."

Kris Red: "Look for one we don't even know if Mr. Rottentreats was a part of Abominationz. Think about it.. the imposter Rottentreats, the whole ordeal that surrounded that. His affiliation was rumored for months but never confirmed!"

Tony D: "So now you're an Abominationz defender?"

Kris Red: "No, I'm a man of facts. And the fact of the matter is that Abominationz are gone, they are in the past, and we're looking forward. As Joey said, everyone's getting a fair shake around here as long as they are on the up and up!"

As the bell sounds, these two vets make Steve Austin proud with their intense lock up. Wallace forces Treats into the corner and immediately goes after the left arm of Treats, trying to wrap it around the ringrope, but Treats fights back with forearm strikes to the face and he spits in the face of Wallace. That pisses the World Champ off and he knees Treats in the stomach with brute force! The referee yells at the combatants to get out of the corner but hell no, Wallace ain't havin' it.. as he continues with repeated knees to the midsection as the ref counts 1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. and finally Wallace backs off..

Tony D: "Well it didn't take long for William Wallace to target that injured left shoulder of Mr. Rottentreats."

Kris Red: "He's smart. He's ruthless. He's unforgiving. He's the World Champion for that reason! He will pick you apart and throw you to the wolves like a slaughtered sheep if he gets the chance."

Wallace has words with the referee and Mr. Rottentreats comes at him and shoves him! Wallace shoves him back! Treats shoves Wallace! Wallace SHOVES him right on his ass! Wallace mocks Treats for falling on his ass and Treats quickly gets up but Wallace cuts him off with a side headlock. Rottentreats escapes and applies a hammerlock and transitions into a side headlock of his own. He sweeps the legs of Wallace while executing a headlock takedown. He stands up and drops an elbow on the chest of Wallace.

Tony D: "Notice Mr. Rottentreats used the right arm for the elbow drop there. He's still not 100 percent with the left arm we're told."

Mr. Rottentreats brings William Wallace up by his hair and gets a warning from the referee. Treats kicks Wallace in the gut and then connects with an elbow before locking in a side headlock once more. Wallace counters by lifting Treats up in the air and sitting him on the top rope. Wallace headbutts Treats in the gut and chops him across the chest and that sends Treats tumbling down onto the apron!

Kris Red: "THAT is gonna leave a mark!"

Treats grabs at his shoulder while Wallace reaches over the ropes to pull him but and Treats hits an ace crusher on the ropes to Wallace and he clutches at his throat. Treats hops back onto the apron and Wallace comes at him just in time for a nice poke to the eyes! The referee warns Treats to not do that but he's too busy mapping out this sweet slingshot move he's got in mind.. a LARIAT~ and Wallace goes down! Treats with a cover..

One..

Two..

Kick out!

Tony D: "Two count on William Wallace for the first pin attempt of our main event tonight. Hold on one second, I'm getting word that our cameras are picking up something goign on backstage.."

 

 


Camera-In-Camera: Gefahr In Pursuit II


WARPEDVision lights up to Vaughn Ronie Jr. fearing for his life; his hair and clothing now a complete mess. He sneakily slides along a wall to an open door; Gefahr stepping into the frame shortly after. Once Vaughn Ronie Jr. is out the door he bolts for the ring truck trailer and closes the door behind him. Gefahr enters the cold Michigan night; then surveys the parking lot. No sign of Vaughn Ronie Jr. Gefahr grows suspicious of the trailer’s light bounce. He advances toward the trailer door and opens it; VRJ slides between Gefahr’s legs and bolts back into the building.

Vaughn Ronie Jr.: “So long, ya big goof!”

Gefahr is now seething as he continues his pursuit of Vaughn Ronie Jr.

 

 


Back to the Match


The camera-in-camera disappears and we're back to full-screen mode with this match.

Tony D: "The chase continues backstage between Vaughn Ronie Jr. and Gefahr.. "

Mr. Rottentreats brings the Scotsman to his feet and boots him in the gut before hitting the ropes and returning with who knows what he had in mind, cause Wallace grabs him by the throat and pushes him into the corner.

Kris Red: "Well at least neither man are out here to cause any damage and ruin this match!"

Wallace charges in but Treats sidesteps and drop toe holds Wallace face-first into the middle buckle! Treats grabs a handful of hair and pulls back on Wallace's head and drives his face into the turnbuckle pad repeatedly and then he starts grinding his face into it! The referee starts a 5 count 1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. Treats backs off. He grabs the legs of Wallace and pulls him out of the corner. He nods at the referee's request for a clean match and then makes a pin...

One..

Treats clearly puts his feet on the bottom rope..

Two..

"Hey, get em off the rope!" shouts the ref as he notices.

Treats brings Wallace up and goes for an irish whip, but Wallace puts on the breaks and pulls Treats in for a shoulderblock to the injured left shoulder! Treats grabs at his shoulder and Wallace holds on to Treats' wrist and pulls him again for another shoulderblock! Treats drops to a knee and Wallace brings him up and pulls him in for another one and Treats lets out a sigh. Wallace pulls Treats to the corner and wraps his arm around the ropes and plants his boot up against the corner and starts pulling on the arm! Treats shrieks out in pain as the referee counts 1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. and Wallace pulls Treats out of the corner with the left arm in his grasp. He applies a hammerlock and Treats tries to escape with a snap mare but Wallace headbutts the back of his head to stop it from happening! Wallace wrenches the arm and delivers another thrust to the shoulder!

Tony D: "Wallace just won't stop with the constant beating of the injured shoulder! He will NOT let up!"

Kris Red: "Like I said before, Tony D! This man will tear you to shreads!"

Wallace keeps hold of the wrist now as he heads through the ropes and onto the apron. He leaps down to ringside, pulling the arm over the top rope and causing much pain for Mr. Rottentreats! In the ring, Treats drops to both knees, clutching at his shoulder. Wallace slides back in the ring and comes up behind Treats and attempts to apply the Loch Ness submission! Treats quickly maneuvers out of it and snapmares Wallace over and kicks him in the back! He kicks him in the back again and then in the chest, taking Wallace down on his back. Treats, clutching at his shoulder, floats through the ropes and then slingshots in with a leg drop! He covers..

One..

two..

Kick out!

 

Mr. Rottentreats brings Wallace up and connects with a series of right hands, but then Wallace blocks on and whips Treats into the ropes - but Treats holds on to them - and Wallace charges in and Treats pulls the ropes, causing Wallace to tumble to the apron. Wallace shakes his head to try and get his wits about him after what just happened. He pulls himself up with the ropes and just then Mr. Rottentreats leaps onto the middle turnbuckle and springs off with a dropkick to the face of Wallace, dropping him to the floor!

Tony D: "Bermuda Triangle Dropkick!"

Kris Red: "With great precision!"

Treats shakes his arm trying to get rid of the pain. He stays focused on Wallace, who's rising to his feet at ringside, and Treats again runs to the corner, springs off and this time somersaults over the top rope and onto the shoulders of Wallace, falling back and executing a perfect RottenRana~!

Kris Red: "Holy crap, what a move!"

Treats pops up to his feet, still favoring the arm, and the fans cheer for that incredible high flying maneuver.

Tony D: "One thing about Mr. Rottentreats is that he can hit you with that RottenRana anywhere at any time!"

"This is awesome!" chants fill the Ford Community & Performing Arts Center as 1200 fans are on their feet for this exciting main event!

Kris Red: "Well, despite his sinister ways of the past, Rottentreats seems to be getting some love from the fans."

Tony D: "I'd say they're more cheering for this match in general, but I could be wrong."

Kris Red: "As you usually are!"

Mr. Rottentreats brings Wallace to his feet and rolls him into the ring and Wallace starts to rise to his feet as Treats takes his time on the outside. He confidently walks up the steps and as he's stepping through the ropes, Wallace kicks the rope and it nails Treats right in the groin!

Kris Red: "Aw, nuts!"

Treats clutches at his balls and Wallace grabs at his left wrist and YANKS him into the ring and down to the mat. Treats then favors his arm and back to his balls and his arm and balls and arm and balls and he just hurts really bad right about now. Wallace puts the boots to the shoulder and suddenly the ball pain means nothing as Treats is screaming out different obsenities with each stomp to his injured shoulder.

Tony D: "Mr. Rottentreats must be in amazing pain right now!"

Wallace takes a moment to boast about turning things around in such quick fashion as he raises his arms in the air. The fans boo and he soaks it all in. Wallace hits the ropes and returns with a knee drop and he targets the shoulder! He covers..

One..

Two..

Kick out!

Wallace pulls Treats' head up a bit and begins decking him with right hands. With each punch, Treats' head snaps back to the mat, and Wallace pulls him back up for another shot. After about five, he gets to his feet, extends Treats' left arm, steps on the wrist and stomps the shoulder! Treats screams out in pain yet again. Wallace doesn't let up now as he grabs his wrist and yanks him to his feet. Wallace applies a Full Nelson submission in the middle of the ring.

Kris Red: "This is a great submission for Wallace to apply considering that shoulder is so hyper extended right now."

Mr. Rottentreats struggles to wiggle out of the move but Wallace won't let him escape on his own, so he lifts him up and drives him to the mat with a Full Nelson Slam!

Tony D: "Wallace must have sensed that Rottentreats was escaping, so why not put the man down on the mat?"

He covers..

One..

Two..

Kick out!

Wallace brings Treats up to his feet and delivers a shoulderblock to the left shoulder again, keeping hold of the wrist as usual and keeping Treats vertical. Treats reaches forward and pushes on the face of Wallace, trying to free himself, and Wallace boots him in the gut and puts a stop to that. Wallace then pushes Treats' chin up and then headbutts him in the face! Treats drops to both knees and shouts "MY EYE!" and Wallace goes behind and drives both thumbs into the eyes of Treats and pulls back with his knee on the small of his back!

Kris Red: "HIS EYE!"

Tony D: "Hey ref put a stop to that!! He's got an eye injury!"

1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. Wallace releases the illegal eye gouge, and wastes no time bringing Treats up, applying the reverse waistlock and hurling him backwards with a German Suplex! The momentum flips Treats an extra rotation and he lands on his chest/face!

"This is awesome!" chants start up again as William Wallace slides out of the ring and pulls Treats out by his bad arm. He whips Treats into the barricade! Treats drops down, clutching at his back, and Wallace charges in with a big knee to the face!

Tony D: "William Wallace is really taking it to Mr. Rottentreats tonight. He's not let up on the shoulder since the match started!"

In the ring, the referee begins a 10 count -

One!

Wallace grabs the arm of the downed Rottentreats and drapes it over the steel barricade, wrapping it over the top and pulling down.

Two!

Treats kicks at his ribs trying to break free, and Wallace knees him in the face.

Three!

Wallace now grabs the face of Mr. Rottentreats and drives it into the top of the barricade! Treats staggers back and Wallace then yanks at his arm and whips him face-first into the ringpost!

Four!

Wallace grabs the arm and drags Treats across the floor of the building and he puts his arm on top of the steel steps.

Five!

Wallace walks up the steps to the apron and leaps down to stomp on the shoulder, but Treats pulls it out of the way!

Six!

Wallace grabs at his ankle as Mr. Rottentreats rolls away from his opponent to try and create some sort of distance. Wallace looks pissed that Treats just escaped his grasp as he looks his way.

Seven!

Wallace comes after him and Rottentreats gets up just in time, grabs Wallace around the waist and drives his back into the steel ringpost! Treats drops to one knee and catches his wind. The camera shows his face and it looks like he's busted open.

Eight!

Wallace is stunned as he grabs on to the ringpost. Mr. Rottentreats slides in under the bottom rope but Wallace grabs his leg and starts pulling him back out. Treats kicks him away and rolls into the ring completely. Wallace slides in and Treats hits a low dropkick to the face of Wallace! Treats rolls as far away from Wallace as he can, laying on the mat and clutching his shoulder. The referee checks on him just to see if its serious or not. Rottentreats uses the ropes on one side and the referee on his other to get to his feet.

Tony D: "SPEAR!!"

Wallace came out of nowhere and destroyed Mr. Rottentreats with a spear! He pulls Mr. Rottentreats up and shoves him into the corner and begins headbutting him repeatedly in the face! He then grabs his injured shoulder and begins repeatedly headbutting it! Wallace now pulls him out of the corner into Trapping Headbutts as Wallace relentlessly continues to headbutt the clown paint off the face of Mr. Rottentreats!

Kris Red: "Look at the blood gushing from Mr. Rottenreats' head! My God!"

Tony D: "Wallace is opening it up even more with those repeated headbutts!"

Wallace continues with the Glasgow Kiss repeated trapped headbutts until finally Mr. Rottentreats BITES the nose of Wallace!! This causes Wallace to release the hold and Mr. Rottentreats goes for a chop block, but Wallace ducks and boots him in the gut. Wallace pulls Treats between his legs and sets up for the Freedom Drop sitout Powerbomb! Wallace brings Treats up and Treats slips out and lands on his feet! Wallace turns around and into a chop block from Mr. Rottentreats, dropping Wallace to one knee... Treats gets out in front and hits a Shimmering Warlock (Shining Wizard)!

Tony D: "What a counter and series of moves there! Rottentreats barely escaped that Freedom Drop!"

Treats scales the corner turnbuckle but is a little slower than usual doing it. He now walks the top rope as he's done before and leaps off with an elbow drop!

Tony D: "Tight Rope Elbow Drop!"

Wallace moves!

Kris Red: "He moved!"

After the crash-landing, Wallace reaches over and pulls Treats in with an attempt at Loch Ness, but Treats pushes off the bottom turnbuckle to reverse roll over Wallace and escape. Wallace sits up and Treats wraps his hands around the face of Wallace and gouges his eyes momentarily before slamming his head onto the mat! Mr. Rottentreats steps over him and starts climbing the turnbuckle, but Wallace recovers and clubs Treats in the back and pulls him down by his pants. Wallace attempts a clothesline but Treats ducks and then hits a Russian Legsweep into the turnbuckles! Treats grabs him by the head and hits a SNAPMARE DRIVER and keeps ahold of his head and hooks nearest leg, then rolls forward with Wallace and just as his shoulders touch the mat, Treats scissors the legs then rolls back into a plank position for a pinning predicament..

ONE!!

TWO!!!

THREE!

NOO!!! KICK OUT!

Tony D: "SOOOOOOO CLOSE off that Rotten Rollup!!"

Kris Red: "Damn right it was close!"

Mr. Rottentreats can't believe it as he slaps the mat and rises to his feet, still favoring his shoulder. Treats asks the ref if it was really only a two count and the referee confirms the fear of Mr. Rottentreats. He pulls the lifeless body of William Wallace to his feet as the fans again chant "THIS IS AWESOME!" *clap, clap, clap-clap-clap* and Mr. Rottentreats irish whips Wallace into the corner. He charges in and Wallace gets a boot up, but Treats catches it and swings it over onto the middle rope and then kicks the rope, crotching Wallace much like he did to Treats earlier!

Tony D: "A little payback there!"

Treats pulls Wallace's leg off the ropes and pulls him away from the corner, and Wallace grabs a handful of the front of Treats' trunks and yanks him down face-first into the top turnbuckle. Wallace crawls away from the corner while Mr. Rottentreats' blood drowns the black turnbuckle pad.

Tony D: "These men are putting it all on the line tonight and this isn't even a title bout!"

Kris Red: "It's a new era in WARPED and everyone is on their A-Game, especially these two gentlemen who are at the top of the company with the World and Evolution Championships!"

Wallace crawls to the opposing turnbuckle and struggles to get to his feet, but he pushes himself to get up. He turns back to see Mr. Rottentreats slowly turning around in the corner. Blood drips down the face of the Juggalo as he barely is able to keep himself up in the corner. Treats tells Wallace to "bring it, Wacky Willie".. Wallace charges and leaps for a splash, but Treats moves and Wallace goes face-first into the.....EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE???!!! Treats grabs a handful of tights and pulls Wallace into a schoolboy rollup...

ONE..

TWO...

Tony D: "He's got the tights he's got the tights!"

THREEE!!!

Kris Red: "Its ova!! "

THE BELL SOUNDS!

Kris Red: "Mr. Rottentreats just pinned the World Champion!!"

Randy Long: "Here is your winner - Mr. Rottentreeeeeeeats!"

Suddenly, Vaughn Ronie Jr. darts out from the back; with Wallace's monster of a bodyguard, Gefahr, not far behind.

Kris Red: "Whoa, wait a minute! Vaughn Ronnie Jr. just ran out here and he's being chased by that German MONSTER known as Gefahr!"

Vaughn Ronie Jr. runs around the ring and dives behind the ring steps. When Gefahr arrives at ringside Vaughn Ronie Jr. is nowhere to be found. Gefahr rips the ring skirt away from the ring post to look under the ring. Just as Gefahr begins to inspect underneath the ring; Vaughn Ronie Jr. hops over the guard rail. VRJ steals a fans hat and slumps down into a chair; leaving Gefahr quite confused.

Tony D: "These two men have been at it all night backstage and its now spilled out here right as our main event has ended."

Kris Red: "Wallace looks like he's just waking up from colliding with that exposed turnbuckle, and Treats is tending to his shoulder.. and..oh no.."

Gefahr quickly turns his attention toward Mr. Rottentreats. The angry giant pulls himself up to the apron with assistance from the top rope. He enters over the top rope to stalk the battered clown. Now seething; Gefahr snatches up Treats. A whistle cuts through the crowd noise; stopping Gefahr. Still holding a struggling Mr. Rottentreats by the neck; Gefahr turns toward William Wallace, whose got a bit of blood trickling from his forehead from the turnbuckle impact. Wallace points to his own left eye and shoulder in order to point out Mr. Rottentreats weak points.

Gefahr tosses Mr. Rottentreats hard into the turnbuckles; his left shoulder taking the impact.

Tony D: "Oh, come on! Mr. Rottentreats is in no condition to be able to defend himself against this giant hazard of a man!"

Vaughn Ronie Jr. flies through the air; over William Wallce. VRJ lands on the giant’s back; just as Gefahr crowds Mr. Rottentreats in the corner.

Kris Red: "Air Junior! That probably wasn't a good idea.."

Wallace quickly pulls Ronie off of his giant. Ronie is ducking William Wallace’s wild swings; while Gefahr digs his huge thumb into Mr. Rottentreats left eye! Ronie throws a wild hay maker of his own, Wallace sidesteps and Ronie punches Gefahr in the back. Gefahr still digging his thumb in Treats’ eye; swats Ronie away with ease.

William Wallace stalks Vaughn Ronie Jr. as his Giant hoists Treats up; then attempts to lawn dart him into the opposite turnbuckle. Treats pushes off of Gefahr.

Tony D: "Mr. Rottentreats and Vaughn Ronie Jr. are in a bit of trouble here.. "

Treats attempts to chop him down with kicks; but he’s too beat up. Gefahr scoops Treats up by the leg and hoists him up over his head. Just as William Wallace and Gefahr are about to complete the destruction of Mr. Rottentreats and Vaughn Ronie Jr.; the lights go out!

Kris Red: "Hey, what's going on!?"

The lights are back on! William Wallace has been slung to the side. Gefahr now stands face to face with a behemoth almost as big as he is!

Tony D: “Is that..?”

Kris Red: “KING KUMA!!”

Tony D: “This is a rare stateside appearance by King KUMA! And these two aren’t wasting any time with pleasantries, Kris!”

Gefahr and King KUMA are in the center of the ring clobbering one another.

Kris Red: “Can you believe it, Tony D?! King KUMA is here in WARPED! Compared to this man, Mr. Rottentreats merely nibbles noses!”

Gefahr throttles King KUMA. Finally gaining the advantage; Gefahr shoves King KUMA into the corner. King KUMA is quick to shake it off and charges toward Gefahr; who doesn’t budge. They’re back to clubbing blows. This time they’re locked up and scuffle toward the ropes; then spilling out of the ring. Still fighting full force King KUMA and Gefahr crash through the guardrails causing the fans to scatter.

Kris Red: “Jeez Joey, took you long enough to send these guys out!”

The WARPED locker room has emptied in an attempt to pull these behemoths apart.

Tony D: “I believe that’s our cue ladies and gentlemen. We’ll see you at WARPED87 in Detroit!”

Its an all-out war as the show fades out.


 
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