Aggression 10-10-2011

*****We’re Starting To Miss Simon*****

Shawn West: That’s right. I’ve changed the game itself.

As we fade in to the show, the new General Manager of REBEL Pro, Shawn West, kicks his feet up onto his desk and nods in Jeremy Gold’s direction. Gold has a bulletproof vest on and he’s holding a green translucent gun… Which is a water gun, in case you didn’t realize. He has a chair in front of the door, and Rupert the Kangaroo is also wearing a security uniform much to your lulz.

Jeremy Gold: You’re gonna get us all killed.

Shawn West: You need to lighten up.

Jeremy Gold: Next thing you’re going to say Lisa doesn’t show up enough.

West pauses mid sip into his whiskey.

Shawn West: You know, you might be onto something there.

Gold shudders at the thought of Lisa’s foot breaking his face again.

Jeremy Gold: You can’t be serious.

West sips his whiskey and winks as we fade.

*****Sit Down With Dink*****

We cut to an unknown backstage area that is draped in black velvet and made to look like a very elegant interview setting. There are large lamps book ending two leather chairs and a black granite coffee table. On the coffee table there are two mugs. The camera pans out as Marvin Humperdink takes a seat with a black dossier in his hand. He sits and then presses play on a near by boom box.

‘SuperBass’ by Nicki Minaj cues up and Humperdink looks startled. He looks off camera, apparently receiving directions.

???
Track two idiot!

Humperdink presses the skip track button and ‘Whatever Happened to my Rock ‘N Roll?’ by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club cues up. Finale walks onto the scene wearing black Doc Martins, ripped blue jeans and an Obey t-shirt. He is shooting a Roman candle all over the place, even shooting at Humperdink. He then discards it and sits down as Humperdink fades his music out.

Marvin Humperdink
Hello ladies and gentlemen. I am Rebel Pro Correspondent-

Finale
Uh…Junior Correspondent.

Marvin Humperdink
Yes, Jr. Correspondent Marvin Humperdink and I am joined by AOWF Free Agent, Super Shredder himself…Finale. Thanks for joining me.

Finale snarls.

Finale
You should be happier! This interview is going to make your career Dink. Just like I told you last week, they might even put you on the payroll after this.

Marvin Humperdink
Well I want to finish school fi-

Finale makes an irritating buzzer sound.

Finale
No one cares Dink. Let’s talk about me.

Humperdink hastily looks through his dossier.

Marvin Humperdink.
Of course. Um…well I guess we’ll start with what exactly you’re doing. You are floating from promotion to promotion but have yet to sign a real contract. The people want to know; where is this StabFest ’11 going?

Finale smirks and takes a sip from his mug.

Finale
I’m glad you asked that Dink. What is the endgame of StabFest ’11? Well I could lie and tell you some concise, reasonable answer but the fact of the matter is that I’m not sure exactly Dink. It all depends on how tonight goes…

He raises an eyebrow to the camera suggestively and turns back to Dink.

Marvin Humperdink
And what exactly is going to happen tonight Mr. Shredder?

The Free Agent laughs.

Finale
Oh tonight is when everything comes full circle for me. If everything goes as planned, after the show has ended tonight, I will be a short time away from redeeming myself.

Marvin Humperdink
To be honest Mr. Shredder, I don’t think you can win back the AOWF fans in just one night. It will take a lot to redeem your actions as of late in their eyes.

Finale lets out a large ‘Ha!’ before lighting a cigarette. He blows the smoke directly in Dink’s face, causing him to erupt in a coughing fit.

Finale
I don’t want to win these fans over. They can all lick my sack because I am in the AOWF to redeem my win loss record and nothing else. I stand by my comments, I stand by my actions and I stand by my talent. Love me or hate me, the mouth breathers fuel me and I don’t care what kind of reaction I get. As long as there is one.

The crowd boos on command but Finale can’t hear it, he’s backstage. Duh.

Marvin Humperdink
So what happens next? Where does Finale land?

Super Shredder stares at the journalist we a menacing expression, he’s not impressed.

Finale
You know what Dink? There is a reason that you aren’t a real reporter yet. I give you a week to prepare and you’re shaking like a leaf. You could ask me about Emily Corlen’s miraculous title win or how I’m about to face the Victory Wrestling World Champion later this week but no. You ask me where I’m going to sign and I tell you Dink; just watch. I’m going to give you another chance at this interview thing next week, after you see what I do tonight and you had better have some better questions.

Marvin Humperdink
…or what?

Finale
Or this happens again but about twenty times worse…

Finale then smashes the mug over Dink’s head out of nowhere, sending the liquid contents all over the set. He then gets the kid up and sets him up for the Stripper’s Real Name. Finale looks right into the camera and winks before droppking Dink neck first on the granite coffee table. With the poor young journalist down and out, Finale slowly walks over to the boom box, presses play and exits stage left to the sound of his theme music.

We pan down to Dink laying on the floor, holding the back of his head. The dossier lays beside him, open. There is a page that reads; “THINGS TO ASK ME DURING OUR SWEET INTERVIEW” 1) Why are you so good looking? 2) Why are people so jealous of your inhuman amount of talent? 3) Is it true that Alexis Sykes sent you a text about changing her sexuality in order to be with you? etc. etc. We fade out to a shot of the hand written prompt sheet.

*****Gabe Shelley versus Jimmy Henderson*****

Linzi Martin: Well folks we’ve got Gabe Shelley in the ring, but Jimmy Henderson is no where to be seen.

Larry Gordon: From what I’ve heard he was delayed in getting here tonight, and it seems as though he may not be able to make it.

Linzi Martin: Does that mean Gabe automatically wins?

Larry Gordon: No of course not, it just means we won’t get to see this match tonight.

*****Tables For Two*****

The bell rings but the attention isn’t on the Shelley in the ring, it’s on the announce table! Finale has made his way through the crowd and is standing on the table with a microphone. One hand is in his pocket. Shelley has rolled out of the ring to and now has his eyes on Super Shredder.

Finale
Hey bud. Great match.

He starts clapping. Sarcasm, much?

Finale
I bet you’re wondering why I’m out here Mad Dogg. Seeing as how you are mildly retarded, I’ll break it down for you real quick.

He hops down off of the announce table, one stand still in his pocket. He approaches Shelley, who’s on his defense.

Finale
Don’t be so uptight Shelley, I’m not here to mash you. I’m here to offer you an opportunity. A giant opportunity actually. An opportunity for a partnership…

Finale looks out into the crowd as they boo his idea and he mouths ‘What? I’m serious!’ before turning his attention back to Shelley.

Finale
I’m being honest Mad Dogg. I told Dink earlier that tonight my career will come full circle and that means teaming up with you again. We teamed up in BWF, you were the owner, I was the champion and we never truly got to explore where that tandem could go. We could have touched the stars Mad Dogg, I’m telling you.

Super Shredder does his best to look hopefully and sincere as Shelley stares at him. canadian rx pharmacy juvederm marVel looks out into the crowd and the consensus from the fans is that Finale is full of shit.

Finale
You and I could take Rebel Pro by storm, Mad Dogg. As a team, we could really take this company by surprise…

Shelley smiles and shakes his head but Finale cold cocks him. The hand hidden in his pocket was loaded with a brass knuckles! The crowd boos as Shelley goes down in a heap on the outside.

Finale
Surprise!

Finale then starts stomping away on the former BWF World Champion. He gets Shelley to his feet and whips him hard into the ring barrier. Shelley’s back smashes against it but before he knows what happened, Finale charged and nailed him with the One Foot in the Grave, sending Shelley into the crowd, landing in the front row. Finale retrieves the microphone.

Finale
Just kidding folks. I’d never team up with this piece of shit. But when I saw that he signed with Rebel Pro, I knew that we just had to hook up sooner or later. I decided that it would be sooner. So next week, me and Blazenwing’s Bitch are going to go one on one in an Ultimate Tables match!

He steps over into the crowd as Shelley gets to his feet. Finale then charges and nails Shelley in the head with the microphone. This staggers marVel backwards but another big right hand loaded with brass knuckles put him down. Finale then gets back on the microphone.

Finale
What that means is that we are going to go for fifteen minutes to see who can put their opponent through more tables. Why exactly? Well I want multiple opportunities to break this puppy.

Finale puts Shelley down with another microphone shot and then he lifts him up onto the ring barrier. Both men stand up there for a moment until Finale sets Shelley up. He lifts him and then jumps from the ring barrier to the announce table, putting Shelley through it with the Stripper’s Real Name! The table shatters and both men lay in the rubble for a few moments.

The Buffalo Butcher is the first to get to his feet and when he does, he takes the microphone and exits through the crowd.

Finale
So yeah, next week? There’s gonna be a lot more of that. Next week Shelley, I’m the end and you’re fucking dead.

‘Whatever Happened to My Rock N’ Roll’ cues up as Finale leaves through the crowd, earning high velocity garbage being tossed in his direction.

*****Handicap Match(recap)*****
*****Case Filed Rockets versus Vincent Black*****

The match started off strong for Vincent Black, despite his nagging injuries to the contrary. Using his size and power advantage he managed to keep CFR at bay for a good while, by sending Rocky Logan out of the ring with an over the top rope choke slam where Logan landed on the steel steps. He managed to get it down to just him and Justin Case for a moment. Case used his high flying ability to land a few good shots on Black, including a missile dropkick off the top rope which took Black down and got him a quick 2 count. After a few minutes of back and forth, Logan was still recovering on the outside of the ring and Black hit his New Hope finisher on Case but Logan breaks the count at two and a half. Finally Rocky Logan pulls out all stops, using much of his MMA training to get to Black while Case continued to come off the top rope with an aerial assault each time Logan brought Black down. Make no mistake that Black fought them off at every turn but eventually the two of them proved too much to handle on his own as they laid him out with the HOHIP and pinned for the 1, 2, 3!

Winners: Case Filed Rockets in 10:15

*****REBEL Pro Aggression Championship Match*****
*****Bubba J versus Virgil Keenan©*****

Instead of fading back to ringside, we come into Shawn West’s office where he’s penning what we imagine to be his memoirs. He notices the camera crew

Shawn West: Sadly, Bubba J is still feeling the effects of his injuries sustained during competition in Victory Wrestling.

Rupert The Kangaroo in security uniform and all, nods.

Shawn West: That means, amongst a myriad of other cancellations this week, this title match cannot happen.

Cue Jaice Wilds.

Jaice Wilds: I’ll take his spot.

West shrugs.

Shawn West: Sure, but you haven’t heard about the new rules I’ve-

Before he can even finish, Jaice runs off to get ready for the match.

Jeremy Gold: Boy I hope you know what you’re doing.

Gold shoots off his water gun, wetting the floor.

Shawn West: Go get me a sandwich and be useful for once.

Gold frowns.

Jeremy Gold: Yes, sir…

*****REBEL Pro Aggression Championship Match*****
*****Jaice Wilds versus Virgil Keenan©*****

Keenan smirks as he moves in on his opponent, low to the ground, Jaice matches and both of them move in close reaching out in a test. The scene looks like something out of the Olympics as both men pat at the wrists of the other, looking for an opening. Keenan takes a grip at Jaice and suddenly breaks for the legs attempting a takedown! Jaice shifts ALL his weight onto Keenan and puts his legs back, bringing Keenan into a front facelock. The counter pushes Keenan flat to the canvas but doesn’t last long as Keenan breaks the fingers locked under his chin and rolls, pushing himself up and pounces on top of his opponent, Jaice, whom had made the appropriate movements, in a waist lock. Jaice quickly breaks the fingers just as easily as Keenan previously had and wraps around in a switch for his own waist lock. Keenan brings both men to a vertical before tucking one arm in under Jaices locked arms. Backing into the ropes Keenan uses the rebound’s momentum and the break in the

fingers to flip Jaice to the side by his arm in a unique looking arm drag/hiptoss. Keenan tries to combo into an armbar but Jaice doesn’t let it happen as he rolls away and jumps to his feet. Keenan meets him and both of them lock up harshly into an elbow collar.

Keenan swiftly turns the lock up into a leg sweep, dropping into a pin. Jaice pushes out quickly before the ref can much more then drop to the mat. In pushing Keenan off he spurts back to his feet finding himself met by a drop toe hold slamming him to the mat before he knows what’s going on. Keenan follows up rolling along Jaice’s body ending in a side headlock. Jaice struggles in the hold but swiftly moves himself back to his feet and nails in a few elbow shots before he brings both men into the ropes and whips Keenan across the ring. Keenan rebounds and nearly gets nailed by a clothesline but ducks the maneuver and stops dead directly behind the challenger. Jaice turns not wanting his back to the opponent and finds himself dropped to the mat in a side headlock takedown! Being on his back this time around Jaice tosses up his legs and wraps Keenan into a head scissors. Keenan struggles in the move before positioning himself correctly where he places his feet on Jaices ankles, pushing down on them and the knees with his hands. The attempt pries apart the legs and Keenan slowly raises his head with a smirk, looking at Jaice who doesn’t hold the same cocky look as he did earlier. This brings Keenan confidence until Jaice suddenly smirks, punching Keenan straight in the face putting him back in the head scissors!

Keenan, a little angry from the hold, moves himself around and looks for another way out. Finding his next method the Champ plants his hands and tries to handstand, looking to use the momentum of dropping back down to pull his head out. Jaice simply stops the hold and pulls his legs back, plowing both feet into the shoulders, bringing Keenan down on his back In a pin. The ref manages a 1 count before Keenan claps his feet together and nails Jaice in the side of the head. Keenan rolls backwards and Jaice spurts to his feet only for Keenan to drop him back down with a beautiful dropkick. Jaice scurries to his feet too soon as he staggers a bit and finds himself pushed into the ropes and whipped across the ring. Keenan goes half way and awaits Jaice’s return with his arm outstretched, looking for what seems like a hip toss. This doesn’t pan out as Jaice merely hooks the ropes and stops himself. Keenan snarls as he charges, only for Jaice to drop down hooking the top rope, sending Keenan in all his momentum to the outside. Well, that’s what Jaice thinks. Keenan with both hands on the tops ropes regains himself as if he was in a Battle royal and gets his footing on the apron. Jaice walks away from the ropes, pointing to his head in a sign that he is too smart for Keenan, however, the oncoming irony about to set him straight.

Jaice doesn’t follow advice with the fans bellowing in reply. Keenan takes advantage and springboards off the top rope swinging himself around the side of Jaice with the hand in the air. Hooking the arm, Keenan hits the mat and more or less slams Jaice to the mat with a high throttle arm drag! The Champ takes advantage and chains through the interesting move with an armbar. Jaice is shaken but is brought back to alertness with the sting of the arm submission. Shaking off the impact Jaice tries to move to his feet and does so successfully, irish whipping the champ across the ring. Taking note out of Jaice’s playbook Keenan hooks the ropes. Jaice charges and déjà vu looks just about to set in when Keenan drops the top rope. Jaice see’s it coming and smirks stopping and waving his finger at Keenan who gets a running boot for his effort. Keenan drops through the second rope and rolls himself to the outside looking into the ring at his opponent.

Keenan moves to get back in and Jaice merely lets him, backing off. Back in the ring Keenan loses his smirk and the ‘Game face’ breaks in. This is the point where Keenan definitely will be taking things to a farther extreme. Jaice stays cocky as he moves in to lock up with Keenan once again. Keenan quickly takes advantage and pushes Jaice into the turnbuckle, winding back and slapping in a chop. The fans ‘oOo’ along with the chop as it is followed up by another and another. Jaice winces as he gets slapped across the chest, however, counters, grabbing Keenan and switching their places in the corner. Jaice returns the chops as stiffly as he can manage and Keenan winces in the same way Jaice had. Looking to regain himself Keenan switches up once again for another few chops. Keenan speeds up and gains the upper hand quickly, only to be halted in one foul swoop as Jaice simply pokes Keenan in the eye! Jaice jumps up onto the second rope and leaps, nailing a face smothering spring board bulldog! Jaice rolls Keenan over and hooks for a pin. A speedy 2 count and Keenan kicks out! Jaice doesn’t stop to complain or question and drags Keenan to his feet, grabbing Virgil into a back suplex, lifting him up for a belly to back! Keenan lands on his feet countering out of the attempt. Quickly Keenan grabs Jaice in a reverse waist lock and pushes him into the ropes and rolls back into a rollup, bridge!

ONE…..
TWO…..
Kick-out!

Pushing out of the pin Jaice uses the ropes to quickly get to his feet. Keenan had rolled away a bit and done the same, leaving both men to lock up in the middle of the ring again. Keenan gains the advantage as normal bringing Jaice into an arm wrench, twisting the arm. Jaice makes a counter into his own arm wrench, rolling forward and quickly twirling. Not to be outdone Jaice, moves into a hammer lock and tries to outdo the self proclaimed leader of the new wave. Keenan won’t allow it as he pushes back and moves into his very own hammerlock. Keenan smiles at Jaice as he squirms in the hold, trying to hit an elbow. Keenan catches the elbow viagra tips and locks in a half nelson! Jaice can’t respond to the move in time and Keenan lifts him up and goes for a slam! Half-Nelson slam! NO, Arm bar DDT! Keenan makes a small grunt of pain as Jaice counters shifting into a fujiwara armbar! Keenan claws the mat as Jaice wrenches the arm and works over the shoulder of the Champ. They are both center ring, which leaves no room to move much of anywhere, but Keenan tries nonetheless. Virgil starts to squirm his body towards the rope, and in fear that Keenan might actually make it, Jaice breaks the hold. Keenan isn’t safe however, as Jaice kicks the arm and drags the man to his feet, pulling him to the ropes in violent tugs. Once at the ropes Jaice takes Keenan’s arm and wraps it around the top rope, using the rope as a pivot point for an armbar. With one brunt pull Keenan pulls back and nails Jaice in the face with an elbow. The move dazes the champ as he turns around holding his nose. Keenan grabs Jaice in a half-nelson running forward in a half nelson bulldog! The Champ keeps the half-nelson in and turns Jaice over in classic mat wrestling fashion.

ONE….
TWO……
KICK-OUT!

Keenan looks to take advantage of Jaice being on the mat and heads for the top rope. Climbing up he perches himself and takes aim, except Jaice is already to his feet and makes a charge! Keenan leaps off and jumps over Jaice, avoiding the attack. Jaice turns around and gets nailed by a stellar armdrag that dazes the challenger. Jaice slowly starts to move to his feet but doesn’t seem to be moving fast enough for the champ who grabs him into a front chancery and snaps back in a snap suplex! Keenan twirls his legs and moves to his feet for what looks like another suplex. Keenan delivers as he lifts for another suplex! Keenan stalls it! Keenan holds Jaice in the air and walks forward keeping Jaice balanced. Fans start counting along with the stall.

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7!
8!!
9!!!
10~!!!
SLAM!

Keenan doesn’t go for the cover as he spurts the ropes and returns with a swift legdrop, turning into a cover.

1….
2….
Kick-out!

Keenan gets up and looks at the ref and gets in his face. As he’s mouthing off Keenan gets caught off-guard as Jaice grabs him from behind in a schoolboy roll up!

ONE..
TWO..
THRE-Kick-out!

Keenan spurts back to his feet after kicking out and Jaice does much the same snorting and licking his lips. Keenan moves back and Jaice smiles as he can almost see the gears turning in his head and his emotions getting the better of him, a clear advantage. Keenan shares an evil eye to the ref before he circles and locks up with the champion. Jaice gains the first advantage, perhaps showing Keenans weakness in emotions. Jaice rolls back and kicks away one hand of his opponent and pushes himself back up into an arm wrench. Jaice works over the arm some more. Jaice wilds keylocks the arm and brings it over Keenans head, placing his leg strategically behind Keenans knee. Keenan finds himself slowly being pushed back into an arch, more and more until he finds himself in a bridging position.

Keenan shows great strength as he holds himself up and actually starts to fight back, but not wanting to be shown up, Jaice kicks the back of the leg sweeping Keenan flat to his back. Quickly following up Jaice drops a leg on the arm before getting back to a vertical and dropping a knee onto the arm. Keenan holds his arm next to his body in pain, but Jaice pries it away and tugs him towards the corner. Jaice sets him up in the corner before kneeing him a few times to daze him for the oncoming move. Jaice moves across the ring and the fans start up the chant.

Fans: JAICE!! JAICE!!

With that Jaice runs across the ring and nails Keenan across the cheek with his boot, catching himself in the ropes. Jaice stays there and milks the cheers that are actually for him as he hits the boot. Keenan holds his face in pain as he kicks at the mat.

Jaice taunts the crowd a bit as he gets off the ropes, grabbing Keenan by the foot as he does. Jaice drags Keenan center ring and drops down for a pin attempt.

1..
2..
Kick-out !

Jaice looks displeased as he gets to his feet and lifts Keenan up with him, looking to add more to the damage. This doesn’t work as Keenan drops to his knees and hits a jaw breaker on the challenger. Dazing Jaice, Keenan runs to the ropes and returns nailing a bulldog knocking Wilds to the mat. Not stopping there Keenan runs the ropes and returns with a senton dropping quickly on Jaice’s back. Jaice doesn’t look like he’s about to stay down and Keenan stalks him waiting for him to get to his feet. Jaice half way up, finds out why as Keenan spurts forward and locks in a half-nelson, pulling Jaice to a vertical. He looks like he’s about to launch into a suplex when a well placed elbow buys the champ enough time to perform a standing switch. Jaice chained the move bringing Keenan into a full-nelson, locking the submission on tight! Keenan struggles in the hold as Jaice pressures down tight on the back of the neck. Keenan doesn’t let himself fall victim to the move and thrusts backwards hard and rams the turnbuckle knocking the grip loose. Keenan repeats the smash until he’s free. Jaice is dazed in the corner as Keenan runs across the ring and turns around running back smashing Jaice with a running European uppercut!

Jaice staggers out of the corner and right into Keenan’s grasp as he Irish whips the challenger across the ring. Jaice is about to hit the opposite side when he takes the ropes and leaps up and over a charging Virgil. Taking his opportunity, Jaice scoops up Virgil and drops him on the turnbuckle with snake eyes! Keenan staggers out of the ropes holding his face as Jaice runs the ropes and comes back nailing a perfect flying forearm! Keenan hits the mat and holds his head, rolling on the mat a bit. Jaice stands back up and staggers on his feet a bit. Jaice points to the top turnbuckle and heads towards it, slowly climbing up, glancing back a little, looking down into the ring at his opponent. He’ll end it here!

Jaice pats his knee for a moment before spitting to the side. Standing up straight he looks down at his target.. ONLY FOR KEENAN TO PUSH THE REF INTO THE ROPES! The Ref hits the ropes and Jaice is left to fall directly down upon his beloved family jewels. The Ref looks at Keenan and scolds him for touching a official as Keenan staggers to the turnbuckle, grabbing Jaice by the neck and the pants, tossing him off the top rope and into the center of the ring! Jaice holds his back in pain as he kicks at the mat, trying to bring himself to his feet. Keenan smirks as he stalks the challenger. Jaice starts to rise to his feet and turns into a huge boo- Jaice dodges back and Keenan slams the mat with his foot, trying to catch his viagra and cialis together balance. Jaice turns Keenan around, booting him in the stomach as he pulls him into a standing head scissors! PILE DRIV- KEENAN TRIPS HIM AND QUICKLY LOCKS IN A TEXAS CLOVER LEAF!

-NO! Jaice kicks Virgil back away and scrambles from the ring. The ref is suddenly summoned by the time keeper. Jaice and Virgil ignore it as Wilds finally introduces the first weapon into the match. Wilds who is fed up with the technical match grabs a fan’s wilfully given up chair to the delight of every one in the arena who cheer the challenger on! Keenan Looks worried but tells Jaice to bring it on. With that Wilds is in the ring with the chair in hand.

DING DING DING!
Jaice stops confused as the ring announce pipes up.

Jenny Jersey: “This bout has been declared a draw due to an expired time limit.”

Jaice: “Time limit what! What the fuck Rebel doesn’t have Limits! What the fuck IS THIS!”

Jaice drops the chair and rolls out of the ring, yelling his head off at the time keeper, ref and announcer in unison. They all try to explain what’s going on but he just won’t listen. The fans are banging on the side of the barricade and a chorus of boo’s and booming down on the ring. Virgil looks just as confused as he retrieves his belt.

Jaice: “Do you assholes have any idea how this place works? We’ve never have time limit draws, ring that bell and let me get back in there and win my belt.”

Suddenly in the middle of his rant a voice echo’s over the sound system.

Shawn West: Not so fast, Jaice.

Shawn West steps out onto the entrance ramp, handing off his glass of whiskey to a janitor who he then pushes right back behind the curtain.

Shawn West: I tried to tell you before you ran out of my office that I have begun to institute a new set of rules into REBEL Pro. One of those are time limits on matches.

The crowd boos, and Jaice looks on frustrated.

Shawn West: See. Look at what happened to Vincent Black a few weeks ago, Bubba J. Even Lisa Seldon, they all got or nearly got terribly injured. And I can’t have the best stars in the entire AoWF being injured on my watch because some fans want to see people get stabbed in the confines of a ring.

The crowd boos him, cause we like seeing people get stabbed in the confines of a ring! D’uh!

Shawn West: But clearly over the weeks, you and Virgil there have had some really entertaining clashes. So, here’s the deal guys. At Hell O Ween… Virgil Keenan will defend his REBEL Pro Aggression Championship in the ultimate time limit match.

The crowd stand up in anticipation.

Shawn West: In an IRON MAN match!

Larry Gordon: Oh my!

The crowd erupts into cheers as Jaice looks back at Virgil and both men nod.

Shawn West: I thought so.

West drops the microphone and walks backstage, sipping his whiskey as Jaice and Virgil stare down.

*****Shenanigans! This Time, With More She!*****

Mikey Massacre is walking backstage, minding his own business and generally ignoring everyone nearby as the scuttle out of his way. He then rounds a corner and passes by a window, which is about the extent of what he immediately remembers when Lisa Seldon charges in from the side with a high Yakuza Kick to the side of his head, snapping it to the right and sending him through the glass which shatters against the force.

Lisa then backs up as staff members swarm, keeping the two apart and pushing Lisa from the scene.

Lisa Seldon: See you at the pay per view, Mikey! Can’t wait!

The camera watches as Lisa is pulled from the scene and then flips back to Mikey, pushing off staff members as he fights back to his feet. He then runs a hand through his hair that comes back red, to which he calls out in anger and then punches the nearest wall. Staff step back but keep him surrounded, as he stumbles dizzily back through the hole.

*****Dodo-A-Gogo versus Style Clash*****

Not ones for waiting around, the match starts with Lisa taking Taboo out of the ring with a Yakuza Kick while Anna puts Chad down with a Dropkick through the knee. Chad then gets up to all fours, just in time for both Dodos to come at him from the sides and score with a duo-Dodo Dropkick, sandwiching his head in-between. The two then jumped back up on opposite sides of him, where Anna hopped over his prone body, feed Lisa a foot and allowed herself to be tossed into the air and down through a stunning Phoenix Splash across his back. Anna then rolls him for the cover.

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Chad kicks out and Taboo pulls Lisa out to the floor, leaving Anna and Chad alone. Anna gets Chad to his knees but he sweeps out her legs and then pulls himself into a corner to gather his thoughts. Anna takes after him but Chad steps out before she can connect, grabs her arm and then wings her to the opposite corner. Chad then follows but Anna hits the buckles and keeps on moving up their face before arching into a backflip over Kurtis and to the mat. Anna lands safely and then spreads her legs as she drops to the mat to avoid a Clothesline. Anna then tries a no look leap frog as he comes the other way, but Chad catches her on a shoulder. He then looks to slam her but Anna rolls off to one side, catches an arm and sends him away with an Armdrag.

Chad gets to his knees in time to duck a kick and catch her leg. He then flips Anna forward but she cartwheels out and comes up standing. Anna then turns but gets caught with a Sunsetflip and taken down for the pin. The referee gets down for the cover but Chad just uses it as a setup and pulls Anna back to her feet in a standing headscissors.

Linzi Martin: CK Destroyer.

The fans jump up as Chad flips through the move, but the cheers rise when Anna throws herself hard into it and puts her hands against his thighs, allowing her to end up doubled over on her feet when Chad hits the mat. The former triple crown winner is momentarily flustered and doesn’t quite get his hands up in time to block as Anna leaps forward and rattles his brain with a knee.

Anna then lets the champ struggle to his feet before firing off a barrage of all the strikes in the world, ending with a kick that turns him the other way. Anna takes him down from behind with a Legsweep and rolls out of the way as Lisa leaps in from the front, sinks her heels into his face and drives it to the mat.

Lisa then jumps up and forms a step with her hands to give Anna a leg up before giving her the old cheerleader push into the air, Allowing Anna to spin, dive and crash through Chad with the 630 Splash.

Larry Gordon: And Anna flattens him with the Slash and Burn.

Anna then hooks the first leg that pops up while Lisa blocks Taboo from getting back in the ring.

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DING DING DING

Jenny Jersey: The winners of this match, Anna Mathews and Lisa Seldon… DODO… A… GOGO!!!!

As they enjoy yet another win, from out of the crowd leaps a masked man! Lisa and Anna watch him, but he seems to be paying more attention to Taboo. Lisa and Anna walk off with their wins and belts as it were, but this masked man stalks Taboo.

Larry Gordon: That guy looks very familiar.

The masked man holds up a barbed wire kendo stick and then slides into the ring. Taboo gets to his feet but is quickly cracked over the face with the weapon, as this masked man unleashes a storm of shots with his barbed wire kendo stick.

Linzi Martin: Wait a minute.

The man drops the kendo stick and heads to the top rope. And off he comes, with a flying head butt from the top rope that has Taboo shaken on the canvas. Chad Kurtis is finally up and aware, but it’s too late as the masked man slides out of the ring and holds his arms up high.

Larry Gordon: That…. I RECOGNIZE THAT MOVE! THAT’S-

Linzi Martin: We’re out of time folks! SEE YOU NEXT WEEK!

The show fades with one last shot of this masked man… Who oh who could be he be?!

*****QUICK RESULTS*****

Case Filed Rockets defeat Vincent Black and we all get drunk
Virgil Keenan and Jaice Wilds finish in a No Contest and the rematch is set!
Dodo-A-Gogo defeats Style Clash, and a mysterious mystery guy attacks Taboo!