IC House Show

Rob: Picture this. Intercontinental Champion, the Best of British, Rob Rage. Has somewhat of a ring to it does it not? Be nice to get a title here in EWA, somewhere that I’ve helped build from the ground up.

Nice, but it’s not going to be easy. No, not at all, especially this first round match up. Not only because I’m up against some top class opponents, and don’t get me wrong, I am. The big thing is that I’m going to be in there against not one person like most of the matchups, but two.

So it’s a triple threat to advance to the quarter finals. Fair enough. I’m in there against two guys who haven’t been around in EWA very long. That makes them dangerous, I don’t know their strengths, and I don’t know their weaknesses. I can’t scout them, but they’ve got heaps of tape to study me from here in EWA, over in HWA or JBW or even from when I was in AWF. All I know about them, is that they’re damn good strikers, and if I give them the chance, they’re going to knock me the fuck out.

So I’m already at a huge disadvantage, but it doesn’t end there. No, the final nail in what could well be my coffin, is that the two people I’m facing are actually a tag team. So when I go in there, I’ve got to expect to be double teamed on. I’m going in there with the mind-set that it’s not a triple threat matchup, this is a handicap match.

So I think it’s fair to say the odds are somewhat stacked against me to just get through to the next round, let alone win the tournament. Well that’s fine by me! I’ve made a career out of overcoming the odds. I go out there each and every night, and no matter what the situation, give my opponents a fight. That’s exactly what I’m going to do out there tonight. You two may have the advantage over me, but I’m not going to make it easy for you. Because tonight, you’ve got to go through Rage!

VHX vs Cody

Jericho = VHX, Mysterio = Cody
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G_IJpo_gUC8
Watch Until 9:40

Victor vs Heskey

The Rock = Victor, Hurricane = Heskey
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oyq3g-YGkj8
Watch until 7:53

Muir vs KiLLA

Lesnar = KiLLA, Cena = Muir
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oDqi83Lh388
Watch Until 14:50

Rage vs Cien vs GKO

Del Rio = Rage, Edge = Cien, Mysterio = GKO
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5lXKZStt8E
Watch Until 9:50

Dingo vs Darius

Sting = Dingo, Rude = Darius
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Okoi8CQ1i-I
Watch Until 18:16

Hawk vs Gruber

Edge = Hawk, Orton = Gruber
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xOvzXaQn3cY
Watch Until 10:40

Turne vs Turne vs Butcher vs Baker

Miz = Butcher, Swagger = Baker, Mysterio = Luke, Riley = Rob
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-cjvzOsMx4
Watch Until 10:30

Hot vs Jones

Angle = Jones, Benoit = Hot
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mb_j9ypNuXA
Watch until 11:28

Van is deciding the winner of Turne/Turne/Butcher/Baker, to ensure no bias from me (and as it was his idea, he can pick one winner)

*The camera cuts backstage to Dingo Mac standing at a BBQ a beer in one hand and a pair of tongs in the other turning over some prime steaks. Dingo looks up and sees the camera, he puts down the tongs and steps back from the BBQ. He sits in a camping chair and quickly skulls the beer in his hands before staring straight down the barrel of the camera.*

Dingo: g'day mates, Dingo Mac here, I assume the reason that you have interrupted the barbecue because you want my thoughts on my match up for the IC title tournament. Well, lucky for you guys out there I'm just about done cooking mine and the panzer's steaks so let me turn the barbecue off and we will get into how Darius is a disgrace to the my great homeland and how he has zero chance of winning in this tournament. Give us a minute lads.

*Dingo turns off the gas to the BBQ and puts the steaks in a tray to keep them warm before looking back up at camera.*

Dingo: where we're we? Oh yes, Darius. You see Darius has a terrible attitude and doesn't work well with others. What I'm going to do is change the script for this contest. You see Darius and I don't get along at all and we can't be contained by what a bunch of never were writers want us to do. No the issues between us are as personal as they come and what we have here is an opportunity for the two of us to settle our differences. No I don't mean we have a fake scripted fight. No this shit is going to be as real as it gets and let me tell you, Darius. I am going to hurt you. I'm going to change that attitude you have and make a respectable fighter out of you. I'm not kidding when I say I'm a dangerous individual, not a bit. You are going to be hurt and I am going to win my way into the second round of this tournament and from there I will beat every other man who comes before me until finally I become the rightful IC champion and Ali Kazam has no other choice but hand over the belt to me because as I have said all along. There is not a man who is on my level in this company and it's time for me to show it to the world. Now ladies and gentlemen I've said my piece. Go away and let me and my mates finish our BBQ... Crickey mate, I said get out of here.

* Dingo grabs the tray full of steaks and walks off as the camera once again pans out.*

Destruction escribió:Van is deciding the winner of Turne/Turne/Butcher/Baker, to ensure no bias from me (and as it was his idea, he can pick one winner)

*hands Van an unmarked envelope*

What? He needed an envelope...

Robareid escribió:

Destruction escribió:Van is deciding the winner of Turne/Turne/Butcher/Baker, to ensure no bias from me (and as it was his idea, he can pick one winner)

*hands Van an unmarked envelope*

What? He needed an envelope...

*promises Van the IC Title and Cass to win the Carnage Championship*

What? EWA: The PC Game is awesome

*Darius stands with a cocky smile on his face, his nose high in the air and the microphone to his lips*

Darius: Well, well, well ... It looks like I am already one of the fastest rising stars in EWA! And tonight, I will just rise even faster because I am facing the man named ... Bunghole ... ?

*The crowd loudly boos Darius*

Darius: Oh wait, sorry, Dingo, that's right, the typical stereotype of an Australian! When I face Dingo in this very ring tonight, I am going to skin him like the slimy snake he is, and turn him into a pair of boots so I can kick his sorry ass to the curb without getting of his waste on me! I plan on making Mr. Ding-dong hurt tonight, because he gives a bad name to my Mother Country of Australia! You all know who Steve Irwin was I assume?

*The crowd cheers loudly for Irwin's name being mentioned, the only time Darius will ever be cheered*

Darius: Yes, he was a great man. A true Australian icon, and may he rest in peace, and this Ding-a-ling guy is just posing as him! So I plan on putting an end to it! And once I end this fools career ... I will move on to defeat anyone else in my way in this tournament so I can win my first championship here in the EWA! That's right folks, soon enough you will be calling me the NEW. Intercontinental. CHAMPION!

*Darius throws the mic to the side and runs to the turnbuckle to climb it, posing to the fans and smirking as they boo him loudly*

Victor: A lot of ye dun know who I am yet, but that'll change after tonight.
Me name be Victor Crawford, I came here ta EWA because I was told tha' among it's ranks were only tha best, that if I could make it here I could make it anywhere. This is supposed ta be a place where hard work pays off, an cheaters get tha asswhoopins they deserve.

Well I be here ta show ye, nobody works harder than a Scot. I was given a hell of a opportunity to prove meself in this company jus by being given a contract, and a even better opportunity ta prove meself is happenin tonight.

This is me debut match, and not only that, it's tha beginnin round of a tourney ta win tha Intercontinental Championship. Tha same belt that me idol and fellow scotsman, Rowdy Roddy Piper, carried so well. The same Highland Warrior blood flows in me veins that flows in his, an the same Scottish fightin spirit is in both of us, an all Scots since tha beginnin of time. Since I was a wee lad it's been me dream ta follow in me idol's footsteps an even farther, I will not fail.

Hesky, I got nuthing against ye, in fact ye wern't even on me radar until now, because I figured ye fer a joke, a song an dance kinda guy here fer tha kids, but ye made it to tha tourney as well, so there must be somethin there I didn' see before. Na disrespect, but there be only one of us movin ta tha next round, an that man be me. So get on out here, an let's start me warmup before tha real competition starts.

Cien: Well fuck me. We make our first proper appearances and we have to fight each other and 1 of EWAs best. Lemme ask you all a question though. Say you're a betting man. Who would you put your money on to win? *he waits a few brief seconds* Yeah, most people said Rage as well. But this is the truly great thing about wrestling. Is that we only need a 3 count to shock the world.

Furthermore, we've seen him wrestle countless times whilst he has never seen my martial art finisher! It doesn't matter who you are, if I hit you with my finisher, you're done. It attacks the organs, something which are untrainable.

Whether I have to connect it with GKM or Rage. I will win! I will continue on! and I will prove to the world what I can truly do!


GKM:

*He flies in front of the camera screen a lot of kids start cheering* Hail citizens! It is I! The Great KO Man! I am here for 2 things! To stop the stupid amount of smelly evil do'ers and to teach you children what a true hero is!

Sadly in the first round I am against my sidekick a-- *You hear Ciens voice very faintly from fair away saying "I'M NOT YOUR SIDEKICK DAMNIT!" and against 1 of the favourites to win the tournament. Tough odd indeeds. But thankfully I have something that will make me harder to beat than John Cena in a handicap match! Why is this you ask?

Simple. I will not let all my fans down, all the little heroes know that justice prevails and I have bad guys to take down later on in this tournament. As Spiderman once said, with great power ... comes really cool gadgets! But more importantly, great responsibility! I will show you this when I win this triple threat tonight!

EWA In Character House Show Part 1!



*The crowd goes Motherfucking wild in Istanbul, Turkey. Numerous fans in attendence have brang signs, supporting all 16 of EWAs superstars in attendance, but Rob Rage is by far the most popular*

Howard Huggins: Hello everybody, and welcome to the EWA In Character House Show Part 1. I'm Carnage's Howard Huggins

Harry Esel: I'm Pain! commentator Harry Esel

Rich Goldsmith: And you already know who I am.

Howard: Shut up Rich.

Rich: No you shut up. And hey, wait a minute. Why do I have to call another fucking show here? You told me I only had to call Fury and Pay-Per-Views Roba!

Harry: This wasn't Roba's call, it was Ben's

Rich: Screw you Ben! Hey. Wait! This is a fucking house show. Since when were there commentators at fucking house shows

Howard: Stop fucking swearing you “wanking bell-end”. We are here, to add excitement into the show. Besides, we're not even in Turkey. We're in a studio in Rome, waiting for Clash at the Colosseum. We're just doing commentary over the top

Rich: Like Terry Wogan at Eurovision?

Howard: Spot on! And hey, those American Tossers don't know what we mean

Rich: Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha

Harry: Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha

Howard: HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Rich: Shut up Howard: At least I don't need to call a show with that son of a bitch Herbie Sampson.

Harry: I like him

Rich: But he likes CJ...

Harry: FUCKING BULLSHIT!

Like A Boss

Rich: Who's this twat Harry?

Harry: Why the fuck are you asking me? Who's this twat Howard?

Howard: Don't you guys watch the competition?

Harry: No!

Rich: Not once

Howard: Douche. But this is Carnage General Manager Jim Bellamy

Rich: Oh, what a cunt

Howard: He's a heel

Rich: Awesome. Love you... what's his name again?

Howard: Howard Huggins

Rich: Love you Howard Huggins, you're my prince!

Howard: Aww, thank you

Bellamy: Istanbul, tonight you will see EWA crown a new IC Champion! *huge pop from the crowd.* Well... that's what you thought.

Howard: What is he on about?

Bellamy: You see guys, 15 matches is too much for one night – it's unfair on the talents. So much so, that myself, Horus Black *massive heat* and Christopher Jackson *unbelievable levels of cheering* has decided that it would be better to split up the tournament into 2 separate house shows. So tonight, you fans in Istanbul, will get to see 19 wrestlers in action. You EWAddicts, will see Van Hooligan X *big heat.* The soon to be Carnage champion, Mr. Mayhem Mike Hawk! *big heat also* and *murmurs* Rob Rage *the roof is damn near blown of the roof*

Howard: WWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO RAGE! THE BEST OF BRITISH

Rich: Just shut up idiot

Harry: I like Rage

Bellamy: Now, I guess I should explain how this title will be defended. It will be defended twice a round of shows, as Dark Matches. The first challenger, will be the person at the top, of the EWA Active 15! And the second challenger, will be someone creative thinks, has done consistently awesome promos

*A man in a suit makes his way down to ringside*

Bellamy: Oh, this is Benjamin. Or Destruction. Depending on who you speak to. This is the ring announcer for tonight

Rich: What a loser.

Ben: Call me a loser to my fucking face you douche

Rich: Wait? How can you here me? We're in Rome

Ben: I'm writing this goddamn show cunt

Howard: Hey wait! Look at the eTron

*Faith is looking very on guard as she is currently forced to do this interview since this person is on Fury.*

Faith: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm once again joined by Fury wrestler. Van Hooligan X *Turkey don't seem to like him as he gets a massive negative reception, Van walks into camera sight and looks very happy and confident tonight*

Faith: Van, you face Cody McDerrell tonight in your first opener. You're the favourite but I have to ask, are you worried about Cody pulling off an upset?

*Vans expression doesn't change as he looks her in the eyes. He continues this before looking up and down at her dress she is wearing.*

Van: What a nice dress you're wearing Faith.

Faith: Err..Thank you.

Van: Tell me. How's JJ?

Faith: Uhh...Look can you just answer the questions, I know you're enjoying toying around since you know I don't want to do this so let's get this over and done with.

Van: Wow! haha! I'm honestly shocked you have that much courage after I put JJ in hospital for a few days when I destroyed him at Untamed Khaos, that could've been you. But very well, don't say I never do anything for you in future.

Do I, Van Hooligan X... 3 time world champion. Think Cody McDerrell, a man who I doubt can count his remaining teeth beat The Vanity.

Hmm, lemme think. Well Ryan "The Freak" Wells couldn't stop me, I won the war against Broc and I'm always 1 of the favourites to win any match I'm in at PPVs. Pretty obvious isn't it?

I believe the better question would be, will I make him tap out or pin him. I am Van Hooligan X! The Silver-tongued devil who is more valuable then Diamond! A man with such a destructive moveset and a man who will tonight win his championship in EWA!

*Van then grabs her by the throat and pushes her face towards his whilst she is struggling*

I will not lose to anyone tongiht. Yet alone a fucking Hillbilly you stupid whore.

*Van pushes her onto the ground and after looking at her for a second before leaving whilst laughing as the camera focus' on her and she begins crying.*

When he sees your face...

Benjamin: Now approaching the ring, from Vanity City, England. He is VAN HOOLIGAN X!

Rich: The top heel on Fury, Van Hooli...

Howard: Don't they have a heel champion...

Harry: He got banned

Rich: Yeah bitch.

Harry: Don't be mean.

Rich: Shut up Harry

Mr. Southern Thunder

Ben: And his opponent... CODY MCDERRELL

*Cody walks out to a pop. Cody has a smile on his face, and the crowd are loving him. He has a flannel vest and a camouflage hat on, and high fives some fans. He grabs a mic and gets in the ring*

Rich: Jobber alert!

Howard: Loser alert!

Rich: Thank you! Nice to know that you of all people agree that the inbred scum in the ring is a loser

Howard: I was addressing you

Harry: Loser

Cody: Howdy! How er y'all doin' here tonight!?!

*Crowd Pops*

Cody: Tonight's mah second match ever in this here company, but it's the biggest match Ah've had ANYWHERE! Tonight Ah get the opportunity ta become uh champion fer the first time!

*Crowd Cheers*

Cody: But first Ah have ta get through the man who's last name is X! It seems like everyone is countin' me out, but Ah have mah pardner Sweet Jones by me in spirit, an' ah have all uh mah McDerrell-ers!!!

*Crowd Pops Again*

Cody: When Ah found out Ah was one of two number one superstars in all uh EWA Ah hopped right on mah tractor, put on some Moot Davis, an' got drunk on moonshine! It was the greatest moment uh mah life! But tonight Ah can start eclipsin' that moment by beatin' the Van uh Ten Hooligans an' become EWA IC CHAMPEEN!

*Crowd Pops Loudly*

Cody: An' if Ah will the title, yer all invited ta mah party! There'll be moonshine, fried roadkill, an' Ah'll even wear mah fancy flannel vest! *Cody smiles* But Ah'm gettin' uh-head uh mahself. First Ah gotsta win here tonight. Mah strategy? Float lahk uh butter fly, sting lahk uh bee! Ah gotta stick 'n move, get some jabs in an... Ah who am Ah kiddin, Ah ain't got no strategy! Ah'm gonna go in there an' do what Ah do best- be Mr. Southern Thunder an' kick some ass!!!

Jericho = VHX/ Mysterio = Cody
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G_IJpo_gUC8
Watch until 9:40

Howard: Van firmly in control now.

Harry: Unfortunately, that was an awesome suplex onto the ring ropes there

*Van smirks to the crowd, who continues to berate him intensely. He leaves the ring, and grabs the legs of Cody. Cody grips onto the ring post, and is above the steel steps, but Van's one step in front of him. Van spreads the legs as wide as he can, before dropping them quickly to the ground, which causes Cody's goolies to be squashed against metal*

Rich: OW!

Harry: I would never wish that on my worse enemy

Howard: CODY! DO YOU WANT ME TO KISS THEM BETTER!

Rich: You're worse than CJ

Howard: Duh, who can be better

*6

The referee reaches a count of 6, but Van just continues to go at his own speed. Van stands Cody up. and goes for the VanHammer, but Cody pushes Van into the steel post.

7

Cody wastes no time and enters the ring, leaving Van to nurse his wounds

8

Van still is sore, but is beginning to get to his feet

9

Van enters the ring barely, but Cody keeps up the offence, and goes for a standing elbow, and it lands against Van's heart. Van is clearly in pain, and rolls out of the ring. Cody follows, so Van rolls back into the ring. Cody just make a rookie mistake, because whilst rolling into the ring, Van is too his feet, and quickly grabs Cody's legs. Cody tries to hold onto the ropes, but Van is too strong, and he gets pulled back into the middle of the ring, and Van locks in the Vantastic clutch.*

Howard: Van has it locked in. It's all over now

Rich: I'm getting ready to do my Daniel Bryan impersonation

Harry: I HAVE 'TIL 5

Howard: I don't think it's that one

Harry: Oh, YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE YOUR FUCKING HEAD KICKED IN

Howard: Don't the fans chant that at his opponent?

Rich: Guess again boyo

Harry: Um... IT'S THE FINAL COUNTDOWN

Rich: Um... what?

Howard: It was his theme music

Rich: Oh, I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING,
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE,
IT NEVER FEELS OUT OF PLACE,
AND YOU'RE STILL PROBABLY WORKING,
AT A NINE TO FIVE PACE,
I WONDER HOW BAD THAT TASTES,

Harry: OH WHEN YOU SEE MY FACE,
HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,

Howard: Why the fuck are you singing that

Rich: Got bored

Howard: Cody's still in the Vantastic clutch

Rich: Oh, I thought he tapped

*Cody is fighting like a beaver (Chris Kamara TM), and tries to get to the ropes, but Van is in too good of a position to relinquish the hold. Cody though, uses his bold strength to get to within an arms length of the ropes, and he eventually touches it, but Van moves back into the centre of the ring. Cody eventually has no choice but to tap out*

Ben: And your winner. VAN HOOLIGAN.... X

Rich: And as usual, the face of EWA progresses

Harry: He's not the face of EWA

Howard: I am!

Rich: You wish

The Crawford Lad!

Ben: This following match, is scheduled for one fall. Approaching the ring, from Las Vegas, he is VICTOR CRAWFORD!

*The Crowd gives Victor a mixed reaction, some booing, some cheering. It appears he may become an internet darling. Although it's not definitive cheers or jeers, it's still a very loud noise*

Victor: A lot of ye dun know who I am yet, but that'll change after tonight.
Me name be Victor Crawford, I came here ta EWA because I was told tha' among it's ranks were only tha best, that if I could make it here I could make it anywhere. This is supposed ta be a place where hard work pays off, an cheaters get tha asswhoopins they deserve.

Well I be here ta show ye, nobody works harder than a Scot. I was given a hell of a opportunity to prove meself in this company jus by being given a contract, and a even better opportunity ta prove meself is happenin tonight.

This is me debut match, and not only that, it's tha beginnin round of a tourney ta win tha Intercontinental Championship. Tha same belt that me idol and fellow scotsman, Rowdy Roddy Piper, carried so well. The same Highland Warrior blood flows in me veins that flows in his, an the same Scottish fightin spirit is in both of us, an all Scots since tha beginnin of time. Since I was a wee lad it's been me dream ta follow in me idol's footsteps an even farther, I will not fail.

Heskey, I got nuthing against ye, in fact ye wern't even on me radar until now, because I figured ye fer a joke, a song an dance kinda guy here fer tha kids, but ye made it to tha tourney as well, so there must be somethin there I didn' see before. Na disrespect, but there be only one of us movin ta tha next round, an that man be me. So get on out here, an let's start me warmup before tha real competition starts.

It's Heskey Time!

Ben: And his opponent, he is THE CHUCK NORRIS OF FOOTBALL, IVANHOE, HESKEY!

*Unlike the massive heat before hand, Heskey gets a great pop, and soaks it in, before running into the ring*

[video=youtube;qWP-z4O8Ddo]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qWP-z4O8Ddo[/video]

*Heskey comes out with a new shirt*

http://image.spreadshirt.net/image-server/image/product/23235631/view/1/type/png/width/280/height/280

*Heskey then proceeds to enter the ring*

Heskey: Tonight ladies and gentlemen I will fight for the IC championship and win my 3rd title in just less than 6 months *crowd cheers* I was asked to cut a promo so I will talk inside this very ring to assure there will be no commercial break and no promos about my new movie called Finding the rather fast white man.

But no fear peoples because tonight you the fans will get to ask me questions in fact I will choose my interviewer, YOU OVER THERE come over here and interview me at this moment

http://cdn.bleacherreport.net/images_root/slides/photos/000/667/580/RicFlair_display_image.jpg?1296024921

*Ric Flair looks around then asks me?*

Heskey: Nonot you next to you

*Flair looks next to him and he sees somebody running to the ring:

http://cdn.bleacherreport.net/images_root/slides/photos/000/667/580/RicFlair_display_image.jpg?1296024921

*Eugene runs to the ring and Heskey starts jumping and clapping while the fans start chanting EUGENE EUGENE*

Heskey: You my little friend will get to ask me questions NAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Eugene: IT'S EUGENE TIIIIIIIMMMMMEEEEEE

*The crowd starts chanting EUGENE again and Heskey claps*

Eugene: First of all-

*Heskey Pele kicks Eugene before he can ask anything and gets out of the ring. Heskey goes outside the ring, and grabs a steel chair. Heskey hits repeated shots to Eugene's back as Eugene cries in pain, the crowd boos as they realize Heskey has turned heel. This has come as a shock to everyone, Heskey is finally somebody who they should be scared of*

Rich: Watch out I think Heskey want to wrap the chair around Eugene's neck

*CJ, DJ and the fans are crying over this mix of emotions by Heskey and start chanting WHY HESKEY WHY*

*Eugene goes for a schoolboy pin and he pins Heskey Ric Flair come out*

[video=youtube;Nwy5u-6VHQQ]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nwy5u-6VHQQ[/video]

*ONE TWOO THR.............EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*

Rich: EUGENE PINNED HESKEY EUGENE PINNED HESKEY OH MY GOD HESKEY HAS BEEN DEFEATED IN BRAWLS HESKEY IS NOW 90-1

*Eugene runs away as fast as possible and the look on the face of Heskey obviously notes he is pissed.*

*Suddenly the camera fades away from the titantron*

Heskey: And that's what would happen if I turned heel

Rich: What da fuq did I just read?

Howard: I don't know, what da fuq did you just read?

The Rock = Victor, Hurricane = Heskey
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oyq3g-YGkj8
Watch until 7:53

*Believe it or not, Heskey just hit a chokeslam on Victor. Heskey looks on in surprise, of what he just did, and begins to stomp on the ground Shawn Michaels-esque, preparing for the Pele (super) Kick. Victor slowly gets to his feet, as the crowd stomps along with Heskey. Victor gets on his feet, and catches Heskey's foot, before spinning Ivanhoe around, and clotheslining him out of his boots - literally! Crawford covers

1

2

Kickout, but Victor immediately locks in the Texas Cloverleaf! Heskey covers tries to squirm out, and get to the ropes, but Victor edits the hold into the Haas of Pain! Heskey screams in pain, knowing that moving towards the ropes may be his way out of this hold. He reaches, and squirms, but the pain is too much, or at least, that is what Victor thought it was. Ivanhoe reaches the ropes, and Victor decides it would be best to let go immediately, and go to the top rope*

Harry: This is dangerous

Rich: But hopefully awesome

Howard: A 250lb man at the top rope. Can he land this

*Heskey is now on his feet, and goes to join Victor on the top rope. Unfortunately, he's not there for long, as Victor headbutts him down, and nails a shooting star press*

Rich: Holy crap

Harry: What a move. Heskey could be out

Howard: It wouldn't surprise me. Will Carnage be 0-2 in today House Show?

Harry: What brand is Victor on?

Howard: How am I supposed to know. Ask the bossman

*One

Two

Three*

Ben: And your winner... VICTOR CRAWFORD!

Rich: Impressive win by the youngster

Howard: Well, he can only improve leaps and bounds now. A win over one of Carnage's most well known wrestlers, can only improve his confidence

Harry: Speaking of confidence, how will Ivanhoe's take a hit now?

Howard: Wow, jobbing out to a debuting wrestler is never great, but it's far from the end of his success.

Rich: Speaking of jobbers, up next, Mike Muir, and he's facing KiLLA

Howard: It's hard to look past Muir. The face of Pain! will always be a tough opposition

It's Cena!

Ben: The following match is sch.... you get the idea. It's MIKE MUIR!

Harry: Big reaction to one of my favorites on Pain

Rich: He's your "mate" in more than one way. We get it.

Howard: So? I have a male mate. What's wrong with that?

Harry: Remember we don't want to get in trouble with GLAAD

Rich: Nothing what's so ever.

Mike Muir: So, I have the honour of taking on Killa. Him, sounds scary. Maybe I should just forfeit and go home. Just kidding. I know Killa’s kind. He comes off pretending to be a gangsta, all tough talk, decent fighting skills- when in truth, he is probably some spoiled nerdy rich kid that took wrestling lessons from some washed out wrestler. It shows. He’s playing dress up and talking all gangsta like to cover up the fact of just how average his talent is. I’ve seen his matches with Brandon Medeiros and that shit was not pretty. It was like watching a match between a great wrestler like Kurt Angle and versus John Cena. Killa is like Cena- all style no substance, no substance = no talent. One difference- at least I can understand the mindless babble that comes out of Cena’s mouth. You though? Ha! I know its all a façade.

Remember Kids, Killing = Bad

Ben: And his opponent, from "da streets" KILLA!

Harry: So generic heel #3 is on his way to the ring

Rich: How is he generic? What wrestlers have a gimmick of a murderer?

Howard: Undertaker? He killed his parents

Rich: Still, it's KiLLA, how could you not be impressed by him

Harry: Watch me

KiLLA: Can I , Will I , And I Gon Get Thru 2 da Next Round, Just cuz I Juz Said It..YES, I willl cuz ain't no otha choice ..But to Do Datt..Mike Murr..Murrr..Murrrrrr ain't gon shiet gainst a Well Known Killa as myselF.
When U Got one in da ring on da opposite side of me nd dat bell Ring ..Eything a GO!
...I Am Da Trigga To Da Gun Aimin at Mike MuiR..nd let's b Honest its Only Right For Me to Yap His LiFe at a Split Second,So Advancin Won't be Nuffin But a Quick HIT..
....nd let's not mention da Riches, Da Riches my Gold ..IC TiTle..Ima b Da IC Champion Cuz I Want to B Champion ,Not cuz of anythin else..I Can't LoSe I'm Gettin Mines...
...WATCH da Watch Shine, My Chain Shine, My Title Gon Shine Too..Wen I Win,its AutomatIC.
MikMuRrrrr ,laidout,stretcher out wit No LiFe Left..I'm Bringin Death...COmE sEE KiLL@


Lesnar = KiLLA, Cena = Muir
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oDqi83Lh388
Watch Until 14:50

Harry: KiLLA with a spinebuster!

Rich: He has this match in the palm of his hand now

Howard: Does he?

Rich: Yep, just wait and see

*KiLLA gets to his feet, and stands Muir up. He rebounds off the ropes and goes for a cross body, but Muir falls to the ground, and KiLLA hits the referee*

Harry: Oh no!

Wells?

Rich: What? Ryan "The Freak" Wells? What is he doing down here

Howard: Well, we are about to find out

*The Freak has a mic with him, and sprints into the ring. He doesn't waist any time and smacks KiLLA in the head with the microphone*

Ryan Wells: I'M YOUR FRIEND MUIR! I'M YOUR FRIEND

*Muir reaches his feet, and he locks eyes with Wells. He seems confused, but not for long, as he also gets a mic shot for his troubles*

Wells: But the title means more than friendship "buddy"

*Muir and KiLLA now both are not moving, but Wells decides to lift up Mike, and delivers a running powerslam to Muir, with him landing on top of KiLLA. Wells smirks, and walks up the ramp, while the ref awakens, with KiLLA's shoulders on the mat, and Muir on top of him*

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Ben: And your winner, MIKE MUIR

Howard: Why did Wells just do that?

Rich: I don't know, but he sure sent a statement to Muir, Alexander and Blain.

Harry: A man that attacks his best friend, has less fans than Rybacks jobbers

Howard: FEED ME MORE!

The Best of British

Howard: Uh... no thanks... Rage can just focus on his opponents

*Rob Rage causes the loudest pop of the night by far, and that's before he even emerges from behind the curtain. When he does, with a huge smile on his face, the crowd can't contain their excitement*

Ben: The following, is a triple threat contest, scheduled for one fall. Now coming down the aisle, from The United Kingdom, he is THE BEST OF BRITISH, ROB RAGE!

Rich: So now we have a triple threat match, with Fury's own jobber, Robert Rage as one of the participants

Harry: Seriously? Rage? A jobber? He's the face of EWA

Howard: Who cannot beat Alex Kidd

Harry: Although Kidd needed the help of Crofts Limited and the Clique to become victorious

*Rob enters the ring, still with a huge grin on his face, and grabs a mic*

Rob: Picture this. Intercontinental Champion, the Best of British, Rob Rage. Has somewhat of a ring to it does it not? Be nice to get a title here in EWA, somewhere that I’ve helped build from the ground up.

Nice, but it’s not going to be easy. No, not at all, especially this first round match up. Not only because I’m up against some top class opponents, and don’t get me wrong, I am. The big thing is that I’m going to be in there against not one person like most of the matchups, but two.

So it’s a triple threat to advance to the quarter finals. Fair enough. I’m in there against two guys who haven’t been around in EWA very long. That makes them dangerous, I don’t know their strengths, and I don’t know their weaknesses. I can’t scout them, but they’ve got heaps of tape to study me from here in EWA, over in HWA or JBW or even from when I was in AWF. All I know about them, is that they’re damn good strikers, and if I give them the chance, they’re going to knock me the fuck out.

So I’m already at a huge disadvantage, but it doesn’t end there. No, the final nail in what could well be my coffin, is that the two people I’m facing are actually a tag team. So when I go in there, I’ve got to expect to be double teamed on. I’m going in there with the mind-set that it’s not a triple threat matchup, this is a handicap match.

So I think it’s fair to say the odds are somewhat stacked against me to just get through to the next round, let alone win the tournament. Well that’s fine by me! I’ve made a career out of overcoming the odds. I go out there each and every night, and no matter what the situation, give my opponents a fight. That’s exactly what I’m going to do out there tonight. You two may have the advantage over me, but I’m not going to make it easy for you. Because tonight, you’ve got to go through Rage!

I Cien

Ben: And his opponent, from Parts Unknown, he is CIEN!

Rich: Jobber Number 1

Harry: He's far from a jobber Rich, but beating Rage is a tough ask - even in a kinda handicap way

Rich: Kinda handicap way? They need to work together otherwise they got no chance. Cien looks like he could be Ryback's jobber

Howard: It's an extremely hard task, but hey, you never know, Ben could decide to bury Rage by jobbing him out before he leaves EWA

Harry: Ben's not like that!

Howard: Yeah... sure

*The crowd pops again, but no where near the level previously reached by Rob Rage. Cien appears from behind the curtain, and seems a little pissed, possibly by the lackluster reaction, or maybe just because he's nervous.*

Cien: Well fuck me. We make our first proper appearances and we have to fight each other and 1 of EWAs best. Lemme ask you all a question though. Say you're a betting man. Who would you put your money on to win? *he waits a few brief seconds* Yeah, most people said Rage as well. But this is the truly great thing about wrestling. Is that we only need a 3 count to shock the world.

Furthermore, we've seen him wrestle countless times whilst he has never seen my martial art finisher! It doesn't matter who you are, if I hit you with my finisher, you're done. It attacks the organs, something which are untrainable.

Whether I have to connect it with GKM or Rage. I will win! I will continue on! and I will prove to the world what I can truly do!

GKM: Good Krap Man

Ben: And their opponent, he is GREAK KO MAN!

Rich: I rather have the Hurricane!

Harry: I'm not sure who I rather have

Howard: What? You're either in, or you're out, and if you're not in, then you must be out!

Rich: What?

Howard: I dunno Shane said it

Harry: Shane

Howard: "Sugar" Shane Helms? The Hurricane

Harry: His name is Gregory idiot

Howard:... how come I get called a fucking idiot, yet he doesn't?

*The crowd produces little to no reaction, but suddenly popped huge when GKM flies in front of the camera screen and a lot of kids start cheering*

GKM: Hail citizens! It is I! The Great KO Man! I am here for 2 things! To stop the stupid amount of smelly evil do'ers and to teach you children what a true hero is!

Sadly in the first round I am against my sidekick a--

Cien: *faintly, as Cien's off mic* I'M NOT YOUR SIDEKICK DAMMIT

GKM: and against 1 of the favourites to win the tournament. Tough odd indeeds. But thankfully I have something that will make me harder to beat than John Cena in a handicap match! Why is this you ask?

Simple. I will not let all my fans down, all the little heroes know that justice prevails and I have bad guys to take down later on in this tournament. As Spiderman once said, with great power ... comes really cool gadgets! But more importantly, great responsibility! I will show you this when I win this triple threat tonight!

Del Rio = Rage, Edge = Cien, Mysterio = GKM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5lXKZStt8E
Watch Until 9:50

*In case you didn't watch the video, Cien and GKM are not working together, and Cien went for a Sitting Senton on Rage, but Rage threw him on GKM. Cien looks on in shock, thinking that he would have had Rage pinned if he did not counter, but Rage interrupts his thinking time, with a double sledge to his back. Rage does it again, and again, until GKM gets to his feet.

GKM notices Rage attacking Cien and goes for a clothesline, but Rage sees it coming and ducks. Rage kicks GKM in the gut, and goes for Rage Bomb, but Cien runs in. Rage pushes GKM into the turnbuckle and grabs Ciens arm, places it over his head and puts him in a suplex Clutch, and hooks the leg. RAGE BOMB! Hits. GKM get's to his feet, and Rob lays him out with a DDT before covering Cien

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Ben: And your winner: ROB RAGE!

Harry: And the face of EWA is through to the next round

Rich: GOD FUCKING DAMMIT. NO-ONE LIKES RAGE

Howard: Well, the crowd are giving him an awesome reaction, I like him, Harry, do you?

Harry: Does he like men?

Howard: Not sexually

Harry: Hmm, undecided, but there's no denying he's a hell of a talent

It's... someone

Howard: Next we have a debutant in EWA. He is called-

Harry: John Bradshaw Layfield!

Howard: No, Darius

Harry: Oh, I always wanted to meet the longest reigning champion in Smackdown! history

Rich: Howard, you're right. This prick here is more stupid than Eugene

Ben: Another match scheduled for one fall. This... Is... DARIUS

*Darius stands with a cocky smile on his face, his nose high in the air and the microphone to his lips*

Darius: Well, well, well ... It looks like I am already one of the fastest rising stars in EWA! And tonight, I will just rise even faster because I am facing the man named ... Bunghole ... ?

*The crowd loudly boos Darius*

Darius: Oh wait, sorry, Dingo, that's right, the typical stereotype of an Australian! When I face Dingo in this very ring tonight, I am going to skin him like the slimy snake he is, and turn him into a pair of boots so I can kick his sorry ass to the curb without getting of his waste on me! I plan on making Mr. Ding-dong hurt tonight, because he gives a bad name to my Mother Country of Australia! You all know who Steve Irwin was I assume?

*The crowd cheers loudly for Irwin's name being mentioned, the only time Darius will ever be cheered*

Darius: Yes, he was a great man. A true Australian icon, and may he rest in peace, and this Ding-a-ling guy is just posing as him! So I plan on putting an end to it! And once I end this fools career ... I will move on to defeat anyone else in my way in this tournament so I can win my first championship here in the EWA! That's right folks, soon enough you will be calling me the NEW. Intercontinental. CHAMPION!

*Darius throws the mic to the side and runs to the turnbuckle to climb it, posing to the fans and smirking as they boo him loudly*

Rich: I like this guy

Harry: Because he's a heel?

Rich: Bingo was his name-o

Howard: My name's Howard

Harry: And Darius' opponent is called Dingo. Let's cut to a backstage vignette filmed a few days ago in Australia.

*The camera cuts backstage to Dingo Mac standing at a BBQ a beer in one hand and a pair of tongs in the other turning over some prime steaks. Dingo looks up and sees the camera, he puts down the tongs and steps back from the BBQ. He sits in a camping chair and quickly skulls the beer in his hands before staring straight down the barrel of the camera.*

Dingo: g'day mates, Dingo Mac here, I assume the reason that you have interrupted the barbecue because you want my thoughts on my match up for the IC title tournament. Well, lucky for you guys out there I'm just about done cooking mine and the panzer's steaks so let me turn the barbecue off and we will get into how Darius is a disgrace to the my great homeland and how he has zero chance of winning in this tournament. Give us a minute lads.

*Dingo turns off the gas to the BBQ and puts the steaks in a tray to keep them warm before looking back up at camera.*

Dingo: where we're we? Oh yes, Darius. You see Darius has a terrible attitude and doesn't work well with others. What I'm going to do is change the script for this contest. You see Darius and I don't get along at all and we can't be contained by what a bunch of never were writers want us to do. No the issues between us are as personal as they come and what we have here is an opportunity for the two of us to settle our differences. No I don't mean we have a fake scripted fight. No this shit is going to be as real as it gets and let me tell you, Darius. I am going to hurt you. I'm going to change that attitude you have and make a respectable fighter out of you. I'm not kidding when I say I'm a dangerous individual, not a bit. You are going to be hurt and I am going to win my way into the second round of this tournament and from there I will beat every other man who comes before me until finally I become the rightful IC champion and Ali Kazam has no other choice but hand over the belt to me because as I have said all along. There is not a man who is on my level in this company and it's time for me to show it to the world. Now ladies and gentlemen I've said my piece. Go away and let me and my mates finish our BBQ... Crickey mate, I said get out of here.

*Dingo grabs the tray full of steaks and walks off as the camera once again pans out.*

Who says Crickey anymore?

Ben: And his opponent... DINGO...MAC!

Howard: Here comes the man that at Clash at the Colosseum, has the chance to become Carnage Champion, when he faces "Mr Mayhem" Mike Hawk

Harry: And he's in a match later on against Hanz Gruber

Rich: Wait! Heel vs Heel! FUCK YES!

Howard: You haven't spunked yet

Rich: Oh, I did when Darius came out earlier

Sting = Dingo, Rude = Darius
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Okoi8CQ1i-I
Watch Until 18:16

*Darius is working on Dingo's back, just whipping him into opposite turnbuckles 3 times. Darius keeps up the attack and clotheslines Dingo to the mat. He covers

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3- No, Kickout

Dingo rolls out the ring, and Darius stares at the referee in shock. When Darius realizes that Dingo is recovering, he goes to retrieve him, but Dingo lands a drop toe hold into the railings at ringside*

Howard: Ooh! Dingo in control now.

Rich: But tides can turn in a matter of moments Huggins. Darius can still win this.

Harry: You can never write off anyone, but Dingo has this match to lose now

Howard: This will be a strong show of character

*Dingo rolls Darius into the ring, and follows. Darius slowly gets to his feet, so Dingo decides to rebound off the ropes, but Darius leapfrogs over Dingo. On Dingo's return path he is met by a spear!*

Howard: What? Darius just used the crocodile strike spear, against Dingo Mac! Has the world gone mad

Harry: So, the tides changed, but is this the end of the match?

Rich: I bloody well hope so. I might reach the point of orgasm if he does.

Howard: Well, he's covering. Kick out Dingo

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Ben: And your winner: The man they call DARIUS!

It's Hawk!

Howard: Hawk? What's he doing out here

Rich: He has a match now

Harry: Still, he couldn't wait for Dingo to clear out to the backstage first?

Rich: Apparently not

*Hawk makes his way out with a mic to a flurry of boos

Ben: The next match is again scheduled for one fall. First coming down the aisle: MIKE HAWK

Hawk: Thank you Darius for proving that Dingo Mac can't beat a rookie, yet alone Mr Mayhem!

*Huge Heat coming in*

Shut up for a second and listen to what the NUMBER 1 superstar in the EWA has to say.

*The crowd starts a "You suck" chant

Hawk: Tonight we will have the first round matches for the IC tournament and Hanz Gruber has the honor of being the first man to fall down the path of Mayhem. Now I may not have been around as long as Gruber and I may not have won any titles like him, but that was the past. I am the fastest rising star in the EWA, the very cornerstone of Carnage, and soon I will be the first World Champion on Carnage. You all want to know the chances of me winning the IC title?

*Crowd chants "No chance in hell"

Hawk: Wrong!

*Starts to whisper with his voice getting louder as he speaks

Hawk: I am the only one fit for the belt, Hanz is a shadow of his former self. His merchandise sales have dropped, while my shirts sell like hot cakes, his looks are fading, while I am on magazine covers and his matches are boring, while I continue to put on the best matches known to man! I am the master of Mayhem, the definition of greatness and your next IC champion whether you like it or not! Tonight I will usher in the era of Mayhem and you can choose to bask in it's glory or stay stuck in the past with Gruber.

Rich: I should watch Carnage if this guy's on it

Howard: He's a great wrestling talent, but his attitude holds him back

Harry: Hang on! Didn't he align himself with the GM at Untamed Khaos

Howard: Yep

Harry: Doesn't that mean his attitude is good for business.

Rich: Yep

Gruber

Ben: And his opponent: Hanz Gruber

Rich: This man means business. He's defeating Rob Rage in 2 falls soon

Harry: That's arguable, but in a two out of three falls match against EWA's best will be a tough task

Rich: He's not against the best. He IS the best

Howard: Questionable. I'm the best. I'm undefeated at Wrestlemania dammit!

Hanz Gruber: Mike Hawk? Hmm where have I heard that name before? Oh wait, that’s right, he is a nobody, a waste of space who thinks he is hot shit on Carnage. He’s just some idiot who thought just by lacing up a pair of boots and jumping in the ring makes a man a wrestler. Unlike him, I’ve wrestled the world over and over. Japan- been there, done that. Mexico- been there done that. Europe- been there, done that. You name it, I’ve wrestled there, picked up on many styles along the way too. It’s all made me into the supreme ring technician I am today. I am one of the most sought after wrestlers today. I not only headline shows here in EWA, but I also ply my trade in EWNCW and HWA. And just like here in EWA, I have fought some of the toughest motherfuckers in this sport in those feds. And if you really want to know what I’m capable of, ask Rob Rage about a little beatdown I gave him months ago. Ask him why he has failed to become the EWA Fury World Champion despite having chance after chance. And if you are really brave, walk on over to the HWA headquarters and ask Erebus what I did to him the other night. So I ask you Hawk- what the fuck have you done? Just what have you accomplished in this sport?

Edge = Hawk, Orton = Gruber
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xOvzXaQn3cY
Watch Until 10:44

*Gruber kicks out of a pin, and both men are quick to their feet, Hanz quicker that Hawk, and proves it with a clothesline*

Rage?

Rich: What's Rage doing down here?

Harry: What do you mean? Can you see him

Howard: I'm short sighted. Is he there?

Harry: You're watching a TV Dammit

*Rob Rage doesn't come down, but Hanz's eyes are tranfixed at the ramp, Hawk takes advantage of this with a roll-up

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Ben: And your winner: MIKE HAWK!

Howard: Wow, a face helps a heel win another match.

Bobby: What? Heels always win, they never need help from anyone, let alone, Robert Ragert

Harry: Ragert?

Bobby: It's a word!

Harry: No it's not

Howard: Harry, I think we've summed up, that Bobby is the idiot out of us

Harry: Yep

Bobby: Lies

*The Camera cuts backstage, and Luke Turne is shown taping up his fists in a locker room*

Luke Turne: So tonight, tonight I start my match, my match in which I need to win, to become the In Character Champion. But there is one problemo, and that problemo, is my brother Roberto. Rob and I haven't battle since we were seven. In which, I still kicked his ass. So we have to put our similarities aside, and battle one another, otherwise we ain't gonna win shit. But Northern Aggression decides to get their sorry asses involved

I'm sorry Terry Butcher, I'm sorry Danny Baker. I'm sorry to your friends Freddy Chef and Johnny Slaughter, one of you two generic douches, have the honour of taking the pinfall from yours truly. Because not only, after tonight, I will win, but win easily, happily, and for all of these fans

But Rob, I don't want to fight you, we don't need to split up ahead of Clash at the Colosseum, before the biggest matches of our careers. And we need to stick together. We need to eliminate tweedle dumb and tweedle dumber, and fight it out ourselves. Fight like Muhammed Ali and George Fraizer, like Matt Hardy and Edge, hell, like Broc and Van Hooligan X. And let the the better *cough* me *cough* win *winks*

*Luke smiles, and pushes the camera to the ground, before we see Rob Turne walking to the Gorrila position*

Rob Turne: Do I pin the man that fucks around we meat, or the man who family makes bread for a living? Or do I pin my own brother. My brother, the man who will team with me, to face The Panzer Division, Troll Squad A and Troll Squad B. Luke I love you, and I don't want to have a... disagreement with you. We both need this, and we guarantee the better one of us will win

We're Ling and Lang, inseparable until our adulthood, and we still hang with each other now. We're a better double act than Ant and Dec, than Morecambe and Wise, than Brad and Angelina, except you're the chick. But like The Rockers, The Hart Dynasty, The Colons hell, like Vickie Guerrero as General Manager, all good things must come to an end, and you sure as hell better not make it tonight

The Turnes[url]

Ben: Introducing first, LUKE TURNE & ROB TURNE

Bobby: Strong words from the twins of jobberville

Harry: They're going to lose

Howard: What? How could you say that

Harry: Ben said before the show to me

Ben: No I didn't. Liar.

*The Camera feed cuts backstage to show Tom Butcher*

Tom Butcher: So I’m in a fuckin’ fatal four way match. What the fuck is that about? How come half the first round matches are one on bloody one yet I have to go through three other guys just to get to the next bloody round. What the bleeding ‘ell is that about. It’s bullshit!

Doesn’t mean I’m not going to win though. I mean, look at my competition. Who am I against? *long pause* No seriously, who am I against?

*Another pause before the camera man realises he’s talking to him*

Camera Man: Oh, me?

Butcher: Well yeah, you’re the only other person in this room last time I checked. Corse I’m talkin’ ta ya, ya dumb shit.

Camera Man: Sorry. You’re facing Rob Turne, Luke Turne and Doug Baker

Butcher: You don’t have to tell me that, ya dumb shit. Ya think I don’t know who I’m facin’?

Camera Man: Then why-

Butcher: Shut the fuck up! I’m supposed to be the one doing the talkin’, you’re supposed ta hold ta camera. You understand?

*Camera man wonders whether he should say anything, due to the fact he’s asking him a question but wants him to shut up*

Butcher: Well answer then!

Camera Man: Well you sa-

Butcher: That’s it!

*Butcher lays out the camera man with one big punch and the camera falls to the floor, and seemingly breaks as the feed goes dead*

Harry: What the fuck was that about?

Howard: I dunno, maybe Baker will address it now

*Camera again goes backstage, and shows Doug Baker sitting on a stool*

Doug Baker: So basically, I’ve gotta beat three guys… just so I can then beat another person… so I can beat another… so I can beat another Doug Baker wannabe and then they’ll give me a title. That sounds about right, management trying to hold me down. That’s because this *motions to himself* isn’t your typical pretty boy face of the company. This isn’t your 230lbs, six foot two cookie cutter main eventer. I’ll tell you what “this” is though, “this” is one hell of a tough mother fucker whose not afraid to put an ass whipping on anybody.

You’re not going to hold me down, you’re not even going to slow me up. I’m just going to plow right through you. Luke and Rob Turne, you ain’t done shit, and you never will. I’ll beat your ass any day of the week. Tom, you’re my tag partner, and me best, and only, mate, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to let you get in my way. I’m faster than you, I’m more agile, I’m smarter and I’m a better technician in the ring, and I can barely wrestler! No hard feelings Tom, but I’m just better than you, and it’s going to show when I beat all three of you and advance.

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pg09uMx-7ZY&]The Workers

Ben: And next, TOM BUTCHER, AND ROB BAKER

Harry: The underdogs in this match, seeing as Butcher and Baker are slightly less experienced in this match.

Howard: Still, the fact that this is a fatal four way instead of a tag team match adds to the drama expected today

Bobby: Still, the heels always triumph!

Howard: Not always true, Rage won today

Bobby: But many heels won tonight?

Harry: Too many

Miz = Butcher, Swagger = Baker, Mysterio = Luke, Riley = Rob
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-cjvzOsMx4
Watch Until 10:30

*As you just saw, Rob Turne kicked out of Butcher's pin attempt*

Making his EWA debut!

*Jones walks out to a rather large pop, since the EWA crowd are used to his backstage antics with Cody McDerrell. Jones walks down the ramp with a smile on his face, but an intense look in his eyes. It looks like tonight won't be about comedy for him... Tonight's all about the IC Title. He grabs a mic*

Jones: So here-

You Can Hate Him Now

*Crowd boos huge as Hot walks out with a big smile on his face. Hot swaggers down to the ring with a douchy grin, and snatches a mic, then steps in the ring, and leans up against the turnbuckle*

Hot: Jones! You don't know how happy I was when I heard we were matched up together. After all we've been through, it's fitting that you're my stepping stone to bigger things in EWA just like you were in HWA. Because Jones, lord knows I'm your whole career. I got you your job in HWA, I made you well known getting you a chance in EWNCW, and now I'm your first opponent here in EWA. But one thing remains the same in all these feds. I'm always better than you.

Jones: Always better than me? Always better than me!?! If I remember correctly we've faced twice. The first time you beat me with a roll up using the tights, and the second time Alex Kidd interfered! You have never defeated me. You've conned me. You've cheated me. But you have never defeated me! Tonight nobody is out here with you, and I know you're gonna try and cheat me, but tonight you finally get your comeuppance for all the shit you've put me through!

Hot: Shit I've put you through!?! I got you a God Damn job! I got you a match at HWA's biggest Pay-Per-View! If anything you owe me!

Jones: I owe you nothing! NOTHING! You got me sent to Redemption, which I'm not complaining about, I mean I love it there, but in the end that's not where I want to stay! But you... You swindled me out of my job on Anarchy!

Hot: This isn't about HWA Jones. This is all about tonight. This is about me using you to catapult myself to my first gold. I've been wrestling since December, and I have yet to taste gold. I've been screwed out of it by Rob Rage, I've been fluked out of it by Tommy Thunder, but here none of that matters. None of it. Tonight I'm focused, and nothing will get in my way! Not a nobody like you, and nobody else I have to face in this tournament!

Jones: Hot, there are very few people in this world that I hate, but I can't stand you. I loathe you. We used to be friends-

Hot: We were never friends! I used you as an opportunity. You weren't a person to me, you were an opening. I used you because I needed a partner. And when you had run your course I tossed you aside like the trash you had become.

Jones: I get it now. I was your excuse. Whenever you lost, you blamed me. Well tonight for once when you blame me, you'll actually be right. Because tonight I will be the reason you lose- when I put my foot through your skull!

Hot: OOOOOOH, I'm scared now. The man in a comedy team with Cody McDerrell is gonna kick my ass! Jones, I've been in the ring with you before, I know more about you than I do anyone else. I know your skill... And I know you're not that good. I know you think you're great since you've won a couple matches on Redemption... But look at me. You're the obvious Jannetty. I've gone on to become the Greatest Wrestler Who Ever Lived, the face of HWA, and part of the greatest faction ever to be assembled-

Jones: Oh, so you think you're great because you can beat someone with five guys helping you? Hot, your "Clique" just proves to me and the rest of the world that you're insecure. You know that you're not as good as you say you are, so you surround yourself with better talent that will help you, because you're not good enough to do the job yourself!

Hot: Me? Insecure? HA! I fucking love myself. I know my ability, and I know your theory is just you trying to get inside my head. It's not gonna work Jones. I'm too smart for your childish games. I know what you're trying to do and it's not gonna work. So let's do this Jones. I've been waiting for this for a long time.

Jones: You've been waiting!?! I've been waiting for a fair fight for months, and I can now finally get my hands on your scrawny little neck and show the world who the real "Jannetty" is!

*Jones drops his mic out of the ring, and Hot throws his mic at Jones. The ref rings the bell!*

Can I , Will I , And I Gon Get Thru 2 da Next Round, Just cuz I Juz Said It..YES, I willl cuz ain't no otha choice ..But to Do Datt..Mike Murr..Murrr..Murrrrrr ain't gon shiet gainst a Well Known Killa as myselF.
When U Got one in da ring on da opposite side of me nd dat bell Ring ..Eything a GO!
...I Am Da Trigga To Da Gun Aimin at Mike MuiR..nd let's b Honest its Only Right For Me to Yap His LiFe at a Split Second,So Advancin Won't be Nuffin But a Quick HIT..
....nd let's not mention da Riches, Da Riches my Gold ..IC TiTle..Ima b Da IC Champion Cuz I Want to B Champion ,Not cuz of anythin else..I Can't LoSe I'm Gettin Mines...
...WATCH da Watch Shine, My Chain Shine, My Title Gon Shine Too..Wen I Win,its AutomatIC.
MikMuRrrrr ,laidout,stretcher out wit No LiFe Left..I'm Bringin Death...COmE sEE KiLL@

Hanz Gruber: Mike Hawk? Hmm where have I heard that name before? Oh wait, that’s right, he is a nobody, a waste of space who thinks he is hot shit on Carnage. He’s just some idiot who thought just by lacing up a pair of boots and jumping in the ring makes a man a wrestler. Unlike him, I’ve wrestled the world over and over. Japan- been there, done that. Mexico- been there done that. Europe- been there, done that. You name it, I’ve wrestled there, picked up on many styles along the way too. It’s all made me into the supreme ring technician I am today. I am one of the most sought after wrestlers today. I not only headline shows here in EWA, but I also ply my trade in EWNCW and HWA. And just like here in EWA, I have fought some of the toughest motherfuckers in this sport in those feds. And if you really want to know what I’m capable of, ask Rob Rage about a little beatdown I gave him months ago. Ask him why he has failed to become the EWA Fury World Champion despite having chance after chance. And if you are really brave, walk on over to the HWA headquarters and ask Erebus what I did to him the other night. So I ask you Hawk- what the fuck have you done? Just what have you accomplished in this sport?


Mike Muir: So, I have the honour of taking on Killa. Him, sounds scary. Maybe I should just forfeit and go home. Just kidding. I know Killa’s kind. He comes off pretending to be a gangsta, all tough talk, decent fighting skills- when in truth, he is probably some spoiled nerdy rich kid that took wrestling lessons from some washed out wrestler. It shows. He’s playing dress up and talking all gangsta like to cover up the fact of just how average his talent is. I’ve seen his matches with Brandon Medeiros and that shit was not pretty. It was like watching a match between a great wrestler like Kurt Angle and versus John Cena. Killa is like Cena- all style no substance, no substance = no talent. One difference- at least I can understand the mindless babble that comes out of Cena’s mouth. You though? Ha! I know its all a façade.

The Best of British

*Rob Rage causes the loudest pop of the night by far, and he seems delighted in doing so. He has a mic in hand, and starts high fiving every fan at ringside*

Ben: The following, is a triple threat contest, scheduled for one fall. Now coming down the aisle, from The United Kingdom, standing 6 foot 2, weighing 224lbs, he is THE BEST OF BRITISH, ROB RAGE!

*Rob Rage smiles as the crowd pops again. He enters the ring, and smiles at the fans*

Rob: Picture this. Intercontinental Champion, the Best of British, Rob Rage. Has somewhat of a ring to it does it not? Be nice to get a title here in EWA, somewhere that I’ve helped build from the ground up.

Nice, but it’s not going to be easy. No, not at all, especially this first round match up. Not only because I’m up against some top class opponents, and don’t get me wrong, I am. The big thing is that I’m going to be in there against not one person like most of the matchups, but two.

So it’s a triple threat to advance to the quarter finals. Fair enough. I’m in there against two guys who haven’t been around in EWA very long. That makes them dangerous, I don’t know their strengths, and I don’t know their weaknesses. I can’t scout them, but they’ve got heaps of tape to study me from here in EWA, over in HWA or JBW or even from when I was in AWF. All I know about them, is that they’re damn good strikers, and if I give them the chance, they’re going to knock me the fuck out.

So I’m already at a huge disadvantage, but it doesn’t end there. No, the final nail in what could well be my coffin, is that the two people I’m facing are actually a tag team. So when I go in there, I’ve got to expect to be double teamed on. I’m going in there with the mind-set that it’s not a triple threat matchup, this is a handicap match.

So I think it’s fair to say the odds are somewhat stacked against me to just get through to the next round, let alone win the tournament. Well that’s fine by me! I’ve made a career out of overcoming the odds. I go out there each and every night, and no matter what the situation, give my opponents a fight. That’s exactly what I’m going to do out there tonight. You two may have the advantage over me, but I’m not going to make it easy for you. Because tonight, you’ve got to go through Rage!

Cien sees you

Ben: And his opponent, from Parts Unknown, standing 6 foot 3 and weighing 234lbs, he is CIEN!

*The crowd pops again, but no where near the level previously reached by Rob Rage. Cien appears from behind the curtain, and seems a little pissed, possibly by the lackluster reaction, or maybe just because he's nervous.*

Cien: Well fuck me. We make our first proper appearances and we have to fight each other and 1 of EWAs best. Lemme ask you all a question though. Say you're a betting man. Who would you put your money on to win? *he waits a few brief seconds* Yeah, most people said Rage as well. But this is the truly great thing about wrestling. Is that we only need a 3 count to shock the world.

Furthermore, we've seen him wrestle countless times whilst he has never seen my martial art finisher! It doesn't matter who you are, if I hit you with my finisher, you're done. It attacks the organs, something which are untrainable.

Whether I have to connect it with GKM or Rage. I will win! I will continue on! and I will prove to the world what I can truly do!

GKM: Giant Kooking Man

Ben: And their opponents, from Superhero Land, standing 5 foot 8, and weighing 185lbs, he is GREAK KO MAN!

*The crowd produces little to no reaction, but suddenly popped huge when he flies in front of the camera screen and a lot of kids start cheering*

GKM: Hail citizens! It is I! The Great KO Man! I am here for 2 things! To stop the stupid amount of smelly evil do'ers and to teach you children what a true hero is!

Sadly in the first round I am against my sidekick a--

Cien: *faintly, as Cien's off mic* I'M NOT YOUR SIDEKICK DAMMIT

GKM: and against 1 of the favourites to win the tournament. Tough odd indeeds. But thankfully I have something that will make me harder to beat than John Cena in a handicap match! Why is this you ask?

Simple. I will not let all my fans down, all the little heroes know that justice prevails and I have bad guys to take down later on in this tournament. As Spiderman once said, with great power ... comes really cool gadgets! But more importantly, great responsibility! I will show you this when I win this triple threat tonight!

Del Rio = Rage, Edge = Cien, Mysterio = GKM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5lXKZStt8E
Watch Until 9:50

*In case you didn't watch the video, Cien and GKM are not working together, and Cien went for a Sitting Senton on Rage, but Rage threw him on GKM. Cien looks on in shock, thinking that he would have had Rage pinned if he did not counter, but Rage interrupts his thinking time, with a double sledge to his back. Rage does it again, and again, until GKM gets to his feet.

GKM notices Rage getting to his feet, and goes for a clothesline, but Rage ducks. Rage kicks GKM in the gut, and goes for Rage Bomb, but Cien runs in. Rage releases GKM, and traps Ciens arm, goes into a DDT Clutch, and hooks the leg. RAGE BOMB! Hits. GKM get's to his feet, and Rob lays him out with a DDT before covering Cien

One

Two

Three*

Ben: And your winner: ROB RAGE!

[video=youtube;qWP-z4O8Ddo]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qWP-z4O8Ddo[/video]

*Heskey comes out with a new shirt*

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*Heskey then proceeds to enter the ring*

Heskey: Tonight ladies and gentlemen I will fight for the IC championship and win my 3rd title in just less than 6 months *crowd cheers* I was asked to cut a promo so I will talk inside this very ring to assure there will be no commercial break and no promos about my new movie called Finding the rather fast white man.

But no fear peoples because tonight you the fans will get to ask me questions in fact I will choose my interviewer, YOU OVER THERE come over here and interview me at this moment

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*Ric Flair looks around then asks me?*

Heskey: Nonot you next to you

*Flair looks next to him and he sees somebody running to the ring:

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*Eugene runs to the ring and Heskey starts jumping and clapping while the fans start chanting EUGENE EUGENE*

Heskey: You my little friend will get to ask me questions NAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Eugene: IT'S EUGENE TIIIIIIIMMMMMEEEEEE

*The crowd starts chanting EUGENE again and Heskey claps*

Eugene: First of all-

*Heskey Pele kicks Eugene before he can ask anything and gets out of the ring. Heskey goes outside the ring, and grabs a steel chair. Heskey hits repeated shots to Eugene's back as Eugene cries in pain, the crowd boos as they realize Heskey has turned heel. This has come as a shock to everyone, Heskey is finally somebody who they should be scared of*

Rich: Watch out I think Heskey want to wrap the chair around Eugene's neck

*CJ, DJ and the fans are crying over this mix of emotions by Heskey and start chanting WHY HESKEY WHY*

*Eugene goes for a schoolboy pin and he pins Heskey Ric Flair come out*

[video=youtube;Nwy5u-6VHQQ]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nwy5u-6VHQQ[/video]

*ONE TWOO THR.............EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*

Rich: EUGENE PINNED HESKEY EUGENE PINNED HESKEY OH MY GOD HESKEY HAS BEEN DEFEATED IN BRAWLS HESKEY IS NOW 90-1

*Eugene runs away as fast as possible and the look on the face of Heskey obviously notes he is pissed.*

*Suddenly the camera fades away from the titantron*

Heskey: And that's what would happen if I turned heel

*Faith is looking very on guard as she is currently forced to do this interview since this person is on Fury.*

Faith: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm once again joined by Fury wrestler. Van Hooligan X *Turkey don't seem to like him as he gets a massive negative reception, Van walks into camera sight and looks very happy and confident tonight*

Van, you face Cody McDerrell tonight in your first opener. You're the favourite but I have to ask, are you worried about Cody pulling off an upset?

*Vans expression doesn't change as he looks her in the eyes. He continues this before looking up and down at her dress she is wearing.*

What a nice dress you're wearing Faith.

Faith: Err..Thank you.

Van: Tell me. How's JJ?

Faith: Uhh...Look can you just answer the questions, I know you're enjoying toying around since you know I don't want to do this so let's get this over and done with.

Van: Wow! haha! I'm honestly shocked you have that much courage after I put JJ in hospital for a few days when I destroyed him at Untamed Khaos, that could've been you. But very well, don't say I never do anything for you in future.

Do I, Van Hooligan X... 2 time world champion. Think Cody McDerrell, a man who I doubt can count his remaining teeth beat The Vanity.

Hmm, lemme think. Well Ryan "The Freak" Wells couldn't stop me, I won the war against Broc and I'm always 1 of the favourites to win any match I'm in at PPVs. Pretty obvious isn't it?

I believe the better question would be, will I make him tap out or pin him. I am Van Hooligan X! The Silver-tongued devil who is more valuable then Diamond! A man with such a destructive moveset and a man who will tonight win his championship in EWA!

*Van then grabs her by the throat and pushes her face towards his whilst she is struggling*I will not lose to anyone tongiht. Yet alone a fucking Hillbilly you stupid whore. *Van pushes her onto the ground and after looking at her for a second before leaving whilst laughing as the camera focus' on her and she begins crying.*

*Hawk makes his way out with a mic to a flurry of boos

Hawk: Shut up for a second and listen to what the NUMBER 1 superstar in the EWA has to say.

*The crowd starts a "You suck" chant

Hawk: Tonight we will have the first round matches for the IC tournament and Hanz Gruber has the honor of being the first man to fall down the path of Mayhem. Now I may not have been around as long as Gruber and I may not have won any titles like him, but that was the past. I am the fastest rising star in the EWA, the very cornerstone of Carnage, and soon I will be the first World Champion on Carnage. You all want to know the chances of me winning the IC title?

*Crowd chants "No chance in hell"

Hawk: Wrong!

*Starts to whisper with his voice getting louder as he speaks

Hawk: I am the only one fit for the belt, Hanz is a shadow of his former self. His merchandise sales have dropped, while my shirts sell like hot cakes, his looks are fading, while I am on magazine covers and his matches are boring, while I continue to put on the best matches known to man! I am the master of Mayhem, the definition of greatness and your next IC champion whether you like it or not! Tonight I will usher in the era of Mayhem and you can choose to bask in it's glory or stay stuck in the past with Gruber.

The Crawford Lad!

Ben: This following match, is scheduled for one fall. Approaching the ring, from Las Vegas, Standing 6 Feet 2, and weighing 245lbs, he is VICTOR CRAWFORD!

*The Crowd boos wildly as the man behind several vignettes appears in front of them. Victor clearly doesn't let the heat gets to him, and has a certain swagger in his walk*

Victor: A lot of ye dun know who I am yet, but that'll change after tonight.
Me name be Victor Crawford, I came here ta EWA because I was told tha' among it's ranks were only tha best, that if I could make it here I could make it anywhere. This is supposed ta be a place where hard work pays off, an cheaters get tha asswhoopins they deserve.

Well I be here ta show ye, nobody works harder than a Scot. I was given a hell of a opportunity to prove meself in this company jus by being given a contract, and a even better opportunity ta prove meself is happenin tonight.

This is me debut match, and not only that, it's tha beginnin round of a tourney ta win tha Intercontinental Championship. Tha same belt that me idol and fellow scotsman, Rowdy Roddy Piper, carried so well. The same Highland Warrior blood flows in me veins that flows in his, an the same Scottish fightin spirit is in both of us, an all Scots since tha beginnin of time. Since I was a wee lad it's been me dream ta follow in me idol's footsteps an even farther, I will not fail.

Heskey, I got nuthing against ye, in fact ye wern't even on me radar until now, because I figured ye fer a joke, a song an dance kinda guy here fer tha kids, but ye made it to tha tourney as well, so there must be somethin there I didn' see before. Na disrespect, but there be only one of us movin ta tha next round, an that man be me. So get on out here, an let's start me warmup before tha real competition starts.

It's Heskey Time!

Ben: And his opponent, from Wigan Town, England, standing 6 feet 2, weighing 13 stone, he is THE CHUCK NORRIS OF FOOTBALL, IVANHOE, HESKEY!

*Unlike the massive heat before hand, Heskey gets a great pop, and soaks it in, before running into the ring*

[video=youtube;qWP-z4O8Ddo]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qWP-z4O8Ddo[/video]

*Heskey comes out with a new shirt*

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*Heskey then proceeds to enter the ring*

Heskey: Tonight ladies and gentlemen I will fight for the IC championship and win my 3rd title in just less than 6 months *crowd cheers* I was asked to cut a promo so I will talk inside this very ring to assure there will be no commercial break and no promos about my new movie called Finding the rather fast white man.

But no fear peoples because tonight you the fans will get to ask me questions in fact I will choose my interviewer, YOU OVER THERE come over here and interview me at this moment

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*Ric Flair looks around then asks me?*

Heskey: Nonot you next to you

*Flair looks next to him and he sees somebody running to the ring:

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*Eugene runs to the ring and Heskey starts jumping and clapping while the fans start chanting EUGENE EUGENE*

Heskey: You my little friend will get to ask me questions NAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Eugene: IT'S EUGENE TIIIIIIIMMMMMEEEEEE

*The crowd starts chanting EUGENE again and Heskey claps*

Eugene: First of all-

*Heskey Pele kicks Eugene before he can ask anything and gets out of the ring. Heskey goes outside the ring, and grabs a steel chair. Heskey hits repeated shots to Eugene's back as Eugene cries in pain, the crowd boos as they realize Heskey has turned heel. This has come as a shock to everyone, Heskey is finally somebody who they should be scared of*

Rich: Watch out I think Heskey want to wrap the chair around Eugene's neck

*CJ, DJ and the fans are crying over this mix of emotions by Heskey and start chanting WHY HESKEY WHY*

*Eugene goes for a schoolboy pin and he pins Heskey Ric Flair come out*

[video=youtube;Nwy5u-6VHQQ]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nwy5u-6VHQQ[/video]

*ONE TWOO THR.............EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*

Rich: EUGENE PINNED HESKEY EUGENE PINNED HESKEY OH MY GOD HESKEY HAS BEEN DEFEATED IN BRAWLS HESKEY IS NOW 90-1

*Eugene runs away as fast as possible and the look on the face of Heskey obviously notes he is pissed.*

*Suddenly the camera fades away from the titantron*

Heskey: And that's what would happen if I turned heel

The Rock = Victor, Hurricane = Heskey
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oyq3g-YGkj8
Watch until 7:53

*Believe it or not, Heskey just hit a chokeslam on Victor. Heskey looks on in surprise, of what he just did, and begins to stomp on the ground Shawn Michaels-esque, preparing for the Pele (super) Kick. Victor slowly gets to his feet, as the crowd stomps along with Heskey. Victor gets on his feet, and catches Heskey's foot, before spinning Ivanhoe around, and clotheslining him out of his boots - literally! Crawford covers

1

2

Kickout, but Victor immediately locks in the Texas Cloverleaf! Heskey covers tries to squirm out, and get to the ropes, but Victor edits the hold into the Haas of Pain! Heskey can do nothing but tap out*

Winner: Victor Crawford

Luke Turne: So tonight, tonight I start my match, my match in which I need to win, to become the In Character Champion. But there is one problemo, and that problemo, is my brother Roberto. Rob and I haven't battle since we were seven. In which, I still kicked his ass. So we have to put our similarities aside, and battle one another, otherwise we ain't gonna win shit. But Northern Aggression decides to get their sorry asses involved

I'm sorry Terry Butcher, I'm sorry Danny Baker. I'm sorry to your friends Freddy Chef and Johnny Slaughter, one of you two generic douches, have the honour of taking the pinfall from yours truly. Because not only, after tonight, I will win, but win easily, happily, and for all of these fans

But Rob, I don't want to fight you, we don't need to split up ahead of Clash at the Colosseum, before the biggest matches of our careers. And we need to stick together. We need to eliminate tweedle dumb and tweedle dumber, and fight it out ourselves. Fight like Muhammed Ali and George Fraizer, like Matt Hardy and Edge, hell, like Broc and Van Hooligan X. And letter the better *cough* me *cough* win *winks*

Rob Turne: Do I pin the man that fucks around we meat, or the man who family makes bread for a living? Or do I pin my own brother. My brother, the man who will team with me, to face The Panzer Division, Troll Squad A and Troll Squad B. Luke I love you, and I don't want to have a... disagreement with you. We both need this, and we guarantee the better one of us will win

We're Ling and Lang, inseparable until our adulthood, and we still hang with each other now. We're a better double act than Ant and Dec, than Morecambe and Wise, than Brad and Angelina, except you're the chick. But like The Rockers, The Hart Dynasty, The Colons hell, like Vickie Guerrero as General Manager, all good things must come to an end, and you sure as hell better not make it tonight

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Alrighty

Destruction escribió:Round 1
Hawk Promo[/color]
Gruber Promo
Match - TBD (Close - Very. Opinions Welcome)

My opinion- give Hawk the win. A win over Hanz will give him something really nice to brag about in the second round

Great Poster EHC. Awesome

And thanks for the feedback - if you're sure I will do that

Destruction escribió:Great Poster EHC. Awesome

And thanks for the feedback - if you're sure I will do that

Thank ya



And yes, I am cool with Hawk going over Hanz

Tom Butcher: So I’m in a fuckin’ fatal four way match. What the fuck is that about? How come half the first round matches are one on bloody one yet I have to go through three other guys just to get to the next bloody round. What the bleeding ‘ell is that about. It’s bullshit!

Doesn’t mean I’m not going to win though. I mean, look at my competition. Who am I against? *long pause* No seriously, who am I against?

*Another pause before the camera man realises he’s talking to him*

Camera Man: Oh, me?

Butcher: Well yeah, you’re the only other person in this room last time I checked. Corse I’m talkin’ ta ya, ya dumb shit.

Camera Man: Sorry. You’re facing Rob Turne, Luke Turne and Doug Baker

Butcher: You don’t have to tell me that, ya dumb shit. Ya think I don’t know who I’m facin’?

Camera Man: Then why-

Butcher: Shut the fuck up! I’m supposed to be the one doing the talkin’, you’re supposed ta hold ta camera. You understand?

*Camera man wonders whether he should say anything, due to the fact he’s asking him a question but wants him to shut up*

Butcher: Well answer then!

Camera Man: Well you sa-

Butcher: That’s it!

Butcher lays out the camera man with one big punch and the camera falls to the floor, and seemingly breaks as the feed goes dead