Out For Justice - II. "G.W.H.S" [RECAP]
Dec 22, 2017 21:18:41 GMT -8
CWD Staff, Britney Anders, and 3 more like this
Post by CWD Staff on Dec 22, 2017 21:18:41 GMT -8
DATE: Dec. 22, 2017
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We open to Kelsi Minx, dressed in a red halter top and a white skirt and “Dynamite” David Rollins, dressed in an all white suit with a red and white peppermint striped tie, approaching the table at ringside. The fans file in and go nuts for them as they take their places and the GWD ring is very Christmas themed with two white ring cables, one red one, a white ring skirt, and a red velvet canvas with black white turnbuckle pads and white turnbuckles an of course, the white ring steps attached to white ring posts.
MINX: “HAPPY HOLIDAYS LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! Welcome to the second ever installment of the Global Wrestling Division. I am Kelsi Minx alongside boom goes the dynamite David Rollins!
DYNAMITE: Kelsi, Kelsi, honey, sweetie, I’m glad you bring about the introductions each week, but if you ever label as boom goes the dynamite David Rollins again I promise I’ll hire Britney Anders to make one of them voodoo dolls.
MINX: Oh hush your mouth. I hope everyone here tonight is as excited as we are. We've got the three best matches possible tonight as you can see there is sixteen feet of steel dangling above the ringside area for our first ever American Justice Championsip in GWD! We will also see Britney Anders square off with Chris Compact to settle a grudge from last week in a hit your finisher first match.
DYNAMITE: The hit your finisher first match was a genius move by Ethan Roerich. It's a battle of respect.
Neil Diamond’s “Coming to America" hits prompting the arrival of the “fifth generation supastar”, Geoffrey Thomas Anderson the Fifth!
MINX: Hey waitaminute who is that?
DYNAMITE: isn't that...Fiona? Just Fiona?
MINX: I'm pretty sure “just” isn't part of her name just sayin…
As alluded to, GTA stepped out onto the stage, dazzling the fans in attendance with his...eight reasons...why he's the prodigy modern wrestling. As soon as he started the posedown routine, he waved Fiona ‘the Fierce’ out with him. The bubbly blonde looked first fearful based on last week's events, but that was a feeling quickly melted away as her attention was feasted upon the sculpture that was GTA’s magnificent abs. Although his grandiose showmanship was off-putting, she couldn't deny it WAS pretty hot to see. Anyway GTA took Fiona by the hand, the two walking down the aisle to ringside. Once there, he picked her up with hands around her waist, placing her on the apron, eliciting a smile from her lips at his touch.
MINX: Fiona looked like she enjoyed that…
From the floor, GTA made a standing vertical leap to the ring apron, landing right beside Fiona at it's conclusion. He winks at her as she fans herself at the sight. GTA meanwhile, places a foot on the bottom rope to hold it down while holding open the middle rope for her to enter. As she does, GTA looks back to the stage before finally entering the ring next.
DYNAMITE: Fiona looks almost afraid to be in that ring right now, even beside her knight in shining armor…
MINX: Can you blame her? After the way Nameless tried to disfigure her, it's amazing she even agreed to be here tonight!
DYNAMITE: She probably just came for the abs, to be honest.
MINX: Would you shut up!
Once “Coming to America” faded away, Fiona took a mic from a ring crew to bring to GTA.
GTA: You know, some people have a lot of nerve! Certain people...who shall remain, nameless. This business, the business that runs through my veins -
He pauses for dramatic effect. Well that, and to allow the ladies the chance to catch a glimpse of his greatness. But a glimpse was all THEY got as he focused his attention on the bubbly blonde beside him.
GTA: We go out here, and we put our bodies on the line, trusting in our employer to provide us a safe working environment. But here we are one show in, and already...well, let's roll the footage to see what I mean. That awful, disgusting, lack of sportsmanship disgrace of footage I've ever seen.
He turns attention to the tron at the top of the ramp to see Nameless last week out of control with Fiona, helpless by his hands. From nowhere, we see GTA come down to make the save, only to take the beating in place of Fiona…
GTA grimaced as he reached for the back of his neck, clearly still feeling the effects of Nameless’ throw. Fiona looked away, the fear of Nameless coming back, but she safely tucks herself behind GTA, clutching his arm in her hands. Maybe a little too tight of a clutch, if you know what I mean…
GTA: Where's the honor in those kinds of actions? Where's the respect to your co-workers?! I'm a damn fifth gen supaSTAR! That's unprecedented! But we have “he who remains Nameless” commiting wanton acts of violence, and our boss does nothing about it?! I'm a living legacy, I'm a national treasure! I'm the next American Justice champion...and I know that I'm going to win that later tonight…
GTA flashes an ohsoconfident smirk.
GTA: ...But maybe I don't want to wait until later. No more procrastination! I want Nameless, and I want him --
POW!!
The cameras pan back to show GTA fall to the mat, victim of a sickening, savage lariat from the Nameless monster as Fiona quickly scurries to safety! The GWD fans in attendance awe and cower at the brutality, but Nameless isn't done! He picks up GTA with an arm around his neck, snap slamming him across the monster's knee with a uranage backbreaker!! GTA slowly rolls away closer to the ropes while Nameless stands menacingly in the ring, cameras zooming in on solely his intensity…..
Fiona looks on in horror, almost screaming as Mr. Abstastic gets absolutely leveled by the monster!!
MINX: Well he asked for it...couldn't have happened to a nicer guy…
DYNAMITE: Are you kidding me?! That's our future American Justice champion you're talking about! Nameless is trying to shift the odds in his favor by taking out the clear greatest threat with a cowardly attack……
MINX: All I'm saying is maybe next time he won't call out...nameless monsters...before title matches.
DYNAMITE: You're unbelievable. It's like our living legacy prodigy STAR told you and your flabby man boobs you weren't cool or something. Maybe if you hit a squat rack more than a doughnut box, you'd be respected more…
MINX: I'm not even gonna dignify that with a response. Folks, I don't know what Roerich is going to do, if Geoffrey Thomas Anderson is gonna be cleared for his chance at the title, or if we're gonna have a triple threat main event now thanks to Nameless.
DYNAMITE: - thanks to Nameless’ blatant, cowardly assault. Go ahead, say it.
MINX: We'll be right back.
Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata plays on a black screen. The video fades into a tracking shot of outside the Orpheum theatre in Los Angeles. Two well dressed door men open the entrance door of the theatre as the camera goes through and panes around the stunning interior. The shot continues as it goes into the seating area where the orchestra can be seen playing their version of 'Moonlight Sonata'. The camera flies past the empty seas right towards the main stage where a gold leather chaise lounge is focused upon. Suddenly the music stops and a spotlight shines on the couch. The orchestra quietly plays Fur Elise as a female figure walks out from the dark. As she comes into the spotlight, we can see it is GWD newly signed talent, Adi Gold. Wearing a golden satin clutch dress and holding a martini glass of what appears to Gold Schlager, she softly takes a seat, crossing her legs. The camera goes to a close up on her face. She takes a sip and smiles looking into the camera.
Adi Gold (whispers into the camera)- If you're going to do anything. Don't do it Bold... Do it GOLD.
The camera fades out to Adi smirking. As the text appears on the screen. "Do It GOLD in 2018"
======MINX: Oh hush your mouth. I hope everyone here tonight is as excited as we are. We've got the three best matches possible tonight as you can see there is sixteen feet of steel dangling above the ringside area for our first ever American Justice Championsip in GWD! We will also see Britney Anders square off with Chris Compact to settle a grudge from last week in a hit your finisher first match.
DYNAMITE: The hit your finisher first match was a genius move by Ethan Roerich. It's a battle of respect.
Neil Diamond’s “Coming to America" hits prompting the arrival of the “fifth generation supastar”, Geoffrey Thomas Anderson the Fifth!
MINX: Hey waitaminute who is that?
DYNAMITE: isn't that...Fiona? Just Fiona?
MINX: I'm pretty sure “just” isn't part of her name just sayin…
As alluded to, GTA stepped out onto the stage, dazzling the fans in attendance with his...eight reasons...why he's the prodigy modern wrestling. As soon as he started the posedown routine, he waved Fiona ‘the Fierce’ out with him. The bubbly blonde looked first fearful based on last week's events, but that was a feeling quickly melted away as her attention was feasted upon the sculpture that was GTA’s magnificent abs. Although his grandiose showmanship was off-putting, she couldn't deny it WAS pretty hot to see. Anyway GTA took Fiona by the hand, the two walking down the aisle to ringside. Once there, he picked her up with hands around her waist, placing her on the apron, eliciting a smile from her lips at his touch.
MINX: Fiona looked like she enjoyed that…
From the floor, GTA made a standing vertical leap to the ring apron, landing right beside Fiona at it's conclusion. He winks at her as she fans herself at the sight. GTA meanwhile, places a foot on the bottom rope to hold it down while holding open the middle rope for her to enter. As she does, GTA looks back to the stage before finally entering the ring next.
DYNAMITE: Fiona looks almost afraid to be in that ring right now, even beside her knight in shining armor…
MINX: Can you blame her? After the way Nameless tried to disfigure her, it's amazing she even agreed to be here tonight!
DYNAMITE: She probably just came for the abs, to be honest.
MINX: Would you shut up!
Once “Coming to America” faded away, Fiona took a mic from a ring crew to bring to GTA.
GTA: You know, some people have a lot of nerve! Certain people...who shall remain, nameless. This business, the business that runs through my veins -
He pauses for dramatic effect. Well that, and to allow the ladies the chance to catch a glimpse of his greatness. But a glimpse was all THEY got as he focused his attention on the bubbly blonde beside him.
GTA: We go out here, and we put our bodies on the line, trusting in our employer to provide us a safe working environment. But here we are one show in, and already...well, let's roll the footage to see what I mean. That awful, disgusting, lack of sportsmanship disgrace of footage I've ever seen.
He turns attention to the tron at the top of the ramp to see Nameless last week out of control with Fiona, helpless by his hands. From nowhere, we see GTA come down to make the save, only to take the beating in place of Fiona…
GTA grimaced as he reached for the back of his neck, clearly still feeling the effects of Nameless’ throw. Fiona looked away, the fear of Nameless coming back, but she safely tucks herself behind GTA, clutching his arm in her hands. Maybe a little too tight of a clutch, if you know what I mean…
GTA: Where's the honor in those kinds of actions? Where's the respect to your co-workers?! I'm a damn fifth gen supaSTAR! That's unprecedented! But we have “he who remains Nameless” commiting wanton acts of violence, and our boss does nothing about it?! I'm a living legacy, I'm a national treasure! I'm the next American Justice champion...and I know that I'm going to win that later tonight…
GTA flashes an ohsoconfident smirk.
GTA: ...But maybe I don't want to wait until later. No more procrastination! I want Nameless, and I want him --
POW!!
The cameras pan back to show GTA fall to the mat, victim of a sickening, savage lariat from the Nameless monster as Fiona quickly scurries to safety! The GWD fans in attendance awe and cower at the brutality, but Nameless isn't done! He picks up GTA with an arm around his neck, snap slamming him across the monster's knee with a uranage backbreaker!! GTA slowly rolls away closer to the ropes while Nameless stands menacingly in the ring, cameras zooming in on solely his intensity…..
Fiona looks on in horror, almost screaming as Mr. Abstastic gets absolutely leveled by the monster!!
MINX: Well he asked for it...couldn't have happened to a nicer guy…
DYNAMITE: Are you kidding me?! That's our future American Justice champion you're talking about! Nameless is trying to shift the odds in his favor by taking out the clear greatest threat with a cowardly attack……
MINX: All I'm saying is maybe next time he won't call out...nameless monsters...before title matches.
DYNAMITE: You're unbelievable. It's like our living legacy prodigy STAR told you and your flabby man boobs you weren't cool or something. Maybe if you hit a squat rack more than a doughnut box, you'd be respected more…
MINX: I'm not even gonna dignify that with a response. Folks, I don't know what Roerich is going to do, if Geoffrey Thomas Anderson is gonna be cleared for his chance at the title, or if we're gonna have a triple threat main event now thanks to Nameless.
DYNAMITE: - thanks to Nameless’ blatant, cowardly assault. Go ahead, say it.
MINX: We'll be right back.
Adi Gold (whispers into the camera)- If you're going to do anything. Don't do it Bold... Do it GOLD.
The camera fades out to Adi smirking. As the text appears on the screen. "Do It GOLD in 2018"
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[- FIRST TO HIT THEIR FINISHER MATCH -]
Britney Anders -vs- Chris Compact
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Compact lunges forward with a hard right. Anders ducks and quickly moves behind him. Compact turns around blindly, only to catch a foot to the stomach. BA then hooks him into position and takes him to the canvas with a T-bone suplex. Anders gets up only to see CC up as well. He swings at her again but she side steps the blow and runs to the ropes. Bouncing back, she leaps into the air at CC and turns her body, wrapping her legs around his waist. Britney then spins around and rolls Chris over with a victory roll and goes for the pin.
MINX: No pinfalls!
...ONE!...
...TWO!...
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[- 30 MIN. IRON MAN MATCH -]
Tapioca Joe -vs- Deacon Crane
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...ONE!...
...TWO!...
...KICKOUT!...
MINX: Crane is a tough cookie.
DYNAMITE: He's a little burnt on the edges.
...ONE!...
...TWO!...
...KICKOUT!...
...ONE!...
...TWO!...
...KICKOUT!...
...ONE!...
...TWO!...
...KICKOUT!...
...ONE!...
...TWO!...
...KICKOUT!...
...ONE!...
...TWO!...
THR...KICKOUT!...
GWD AMERICAN JUSTICE CHAMPIONSHIP
OUT FOR JUSTICE OPEN INVITATIONAL TOURNAMENT FINALS
[- FATAL 4 WAY STEEL CAGE MATCH -]
Nameless -vs- GTAV -vs- Chris Crippler -vs- Mark Storm
"Short Change Hero" by The Heavy begins to play through the speakers and the lights in the arena simultaneously dim down. Smoke begins to rise from the top of the stage and appearing on the screen above are the following words;
Cheers echo through the arena as Mark Storm emerges from the mist of smoke, chewing gum calmly as he takes off his shades and stares down at the ring. He can't help but allow his sadistic signature smirk to appear upon his lips as he closes his eyes and spreads his arms out wide, soaking in the jeers of the audience.
LYOTO SILVA: From New York, Brooklyn.. weighing in a two hundred and twenty pounds - Your Hero, and Mine.. MARRKKKK STORMMMMMM
He begins his walk down the entrance ramp, with a leather coat completing his attire as he comes down the entrance ramp.
At this point, Storm is by the edge of the ring; allowing a smile to embed on his face before he jumps onto the apron and holds onto the ropes, using them to help himself up onto the turnbuckle. He's grinning from ear to ear, soaking in the rest of the cheers coming from the audience, shaking his head sideways as he lowers it, before jumping into the ring.
Taking off his leather coat, he hands it to the ring announcer before walking over to his designated corner and hoisting himself up onto the second ropes, a smirk upon his lips as he holds his arms up; his theme song slowly diminishing.
MARK STORM: You know who I am. You know what I've done. I don't need to remind you because that would be a waste of my time and yours. And time is of the essence. And it's only a matter of time before I'm heralded your first ever American Justice Champion and that fact alone, it brings a tear to my eye. It really does. You see, a lot of people are thinking that I'm only here for the pay-check. But no. I'm here and I'm here to stay. And as long as I'm here, this place, is mine. I'll build the foundations, elevate this place to new heights never seen before because that's the sort of draw I am. That's what I can promise. What I can also promise, is constant five star matches and nothing less. Ask Deacon Crane. I gave the kid a five star match and immediately put him on a pedestal and now the world will get to know this kid because I put him on the map. You could say that I single handedly raised him but that wouldn't be true. Truth is, I brought the best out of him and he done the same for me. So respect goes out to him.
Applause rings through the arena and Mark acknowledges it, pausing to allow the applause to die down a little before continuing.
MARK STORM: Despite that, I won. Now it doesn't matter how, but I got the job done. And that's what this business is all about. I've been getting the job done all year round and that isn't going to stop. Not on my watch. I made it my personal goal to make this place my own and in order to do that, I need some furniture. But the furniture I'm thinking of, it isn't particularly conventional. No, it's that vacant American Justice Championship. I don't just want it. I need it, and around my waist by the end of the night!
Once again applause and cheers.
MARK STORM: It's coming to Your Hero and Mine. There's no doubt in my mind.
Mark Storm is interrupted mid-sentence...
MINX: "Here she comes Dynamite."
Britney Anders walks to the middle of the ring and demands a microphone. Lyoto Silva shrugs and hands her his microphone before he's handed a spare from a ringside crew member. Britney takes on a commanding look over her face as she shouts into the microphone.
BRITNEY ANDERS: "Cut my music!"
Britney's music silences as 'The Living Doll' circles around the ring, taking in the view of the crowd from every angle.
BRITNEY ANDERS: "It's funny, isn't it? At the first show, everyone had all of this hype. You had so many potential stars. Myself, Deacon Crane, Chris Compact, Brady Vega...and what happened? Instead, you got treated to the same old thing. Chris Crippler who has been in like 20,000 main events because he's ancient, and Mark Storm who main events every company EVER's first show because he signs with every wrestling company that opens it's door. And instead of being treated to a main event featuring ME, instead, you get me to open the show. Well guess what? I think it's unfair!"
The fans begin to boo Anders.
DYNAMITE: "Okay, why are they booing her before they even hear what she has to say?"
MINX: "Maybe because they can see through her already? Britney thinks she can get by with her looks and looks alone and that isn't how things work in GWD."
BRITNEY ANDERS: "You all boo me because I'm better than you! I'm better than Chris Crippler too and I'm DEFINITELY better than Chris Compact! If it weren't for Compact and his SMALL brain to match his small body, I would be in the main event tonight. We had one plan...keep the old guy down, keep him tired, and one of us would win, but no, Chris had to get lazy and he WATCHED me put in that excruciating move and I had no choice but to tap out, but I'm not going to spend too much energy on that, because I have another plan. That plan is put Britney Anders in the main event!"
Kelsi Minx: "Are you kidding me? She seriously thinks she belongs in the main event? She tapped out!"
'Dynamite' David Rollins: "But she has a point. I think."
Britney stomps her foot in the ring and shouts into the microphone again.
BRITNEY ANDERS: "I was ONE of THREE people that was unfairly forced into a triple threat match. Nameless got to wrestle a looney toon, GTA only had to beat Vega, and Mark Storm barely scraped by against Deac, but I had to battle not one, but TWO men. Totes unfair...which is why I'm talking DIRECTLY to you Mr.Ethan Roerich. YOU have the power to make this right. The fans want it, and I deserve it...you can put me in the main event later tonight, making it a fatal five way match. Think of it as..."
She moves her hands throughout the air as if she's painting a picture.
BRITNEY ANDERS: "Britney saves the day. Britney saves the main event from boring people to sleep. Give me the chance to become the first champion in this company's history. That is a historical moment that EVERYONE will be happy to study up on in like twenty years from now when Chris Crippler is dead of old age. History that will have a brighter name than the guy that calls himself Nameless. History that can...weather the Storm. See what I did there?"
BRITNEY ANDERS: "Britney saves the day. Britney saves the main event from boring people to sleep. Give me the chance to become the first champion in this company's history. That is a historical moment that EVERYONE will be happy to study up on in like twenty years from now when Chris Crippler is dead of old age. History that will have a brighter name than the guy that calls himself Nameless. History that can...weather the Storm. See what I did there?"
She nods her head with a smile saying 'I'm so funny' away from the mic.
BRITNEY ANDERS: "Give me a chance to make history that is even richer than fifth generation lineage. Mr.Roerich...I'll wrestle your little hit your finisher match now to show you that I'm the BEST thing this company has to offer, and if you have ANY sense, and want your company truly going global and earning a tv deal? You'll make the right decision before the main event."
Anders turns to the crowd and waves them off.
BRITNEY ANDERS: "Now watch me give Chris Compact a Makeover worth remembering. Enjoy the show, everyone...enjoy...ME!"
The fans boo as Britney simply drops the microphone at her feet, waiting for Chris Compact to make his way to the ring.
The Little Things by Danny Elfman starts to play over the pa system and Chris Compact strides to the ring with a look of determination on his face.
MINX: These two have really been going at it on social media. There is a true competitiveness coming from these two and it'll be exciting to see them in a match with such a stipulation. It's basically an arial assault against... well, uhh...
DYNAMITE: The finest female wrestler in the GWD locker room. Her ability to bait and trap her opponents is just out of this world.
Chris Compact takes off from his corner and rushes at Anders. He swings with a powerful right clothesline but misses as Anders ducks underneath and side steps. Comact turns around in a rage only to catch a dropkick to the chin that knocks him into the corner. Anders quickly gets up and kicks Phoenix in the mid-section a few times until he falls to his bottom, barely holding himself up with the ropes. Anders then lifts Compact to his feet and grabs him by the arm. She throws him to the opposite corner.
MINX: These two might be the two most competitive talents on the roster.
DYNAMITE: I think I saw them having an eating contest in the catering area this afternoon.
CC counters and spins around, throwing Anders to the corner instead. She collides with the turnbuckle and bounces off only to fall into a neckbreaker from CC. The two quickly get up but Compact beats Britney Anders to his feet. He grabs her by the back of the head and then drives his knee into her face, lifting her up from the canvas and into the air. BA manages to land on her feet, hunched over from the blow. CC grabs the back of her head and again and goes for another knee, only to have Anders hook his leg and lift him into the air. Anders slams Compact into the mat, driving her shoulder into his stomach. She then climbs on top of Chris Compact and delivers a series of punches. Unable to defend himself, Compact takes the punches before managing to roll Anders off of him. The two then get up at the same time and stare at one another in the center of the ring.
DYNAMITE: This should be one for the ages.
The Little Things by Danny Elfman starts to play over the pa system and Chris Compact strides to the ring with a look of determination on his face.
MINX: These two have really been going at it on social media. There is a true competitiveness coming from these two and it'll be exciting to see them in a match with such a stipulation. It's basically an arial assault against... well, uhh...
DYNAMITE: The finest female wrestler in the GWD locker room. Her ability to bait and trap her opponents is just out of this world.
Chris Compact takes off from his corner and rushes at Anders. He swings with a powerful right clothesline but misses as Anders ducks underneath and side steps. Comact turns around in a rage only to catch a dropkick to the chin that knocks him into the corner. Anders quickly gets up and kicks Phoenix in the mid-section a few times until he falls to his bottom, barely holding himself up with the ropes. Anders then lifts Compact to his feet and grabs him by the arm. She throws him to the opposite corner.
MINX: These two might be the two most competitive talents on the roster.
DYNAMITE: I think I saw them having an eating contest in the catering area this afternoon.
CC counters and spins around, throwing Anders to the corner instead. She collides with the turnbuckle and bounces off only to fall into a neckbreaker from CC. The two quickly get up but Compact beats Britney Anders to his feet. He grabs her by the back of the head and then drives his knee into her face, lifting her up from the canvas and into the air. BA manages to land on her feet, hunched over from the blow. CC grabs the back of her head and again and goes for another knee, only to have Anders hook his leg and lift him into the air. Anders slams Compact into the mat, driving her shoulder into his stomach. She then climbs on top of Chris Compact and delivers a series of punches. Unable to defend himself, Compact takes the punches before managing to roll Anders off of him. The two then get up at the same time and stare at one another in the center of the ring.
DYNAMITE: This should be one for the ages.
Compact lunges forward with a hard right. Anders ducks and quickly moves behind him. Compact turns around blindly, only to catch a foot to the stomach. BA then hooks him into position and takes him to the canvas with a T-bone suplex. Anders gets up only to see CC up as well. He swings at her again but she side steps the blow and runs to the ropes. Bouncing back, she leaps into the air at CC and turns her body, wrapping her legs around his waist. Britney then spins around and rolls Chris over with a victory roll and goes for the pin.
MINX: No pinfalls!
Anders stands to her feet, watching as Chris Compact slowly gets to his. Just as he does, Anders leaps and wraps her legs around his head. She flips back and throws Chris Compact across the ring with a hurricanrana. Anders rolls towards the corner as Anders rolls to her feet in a fluid motion. britney Anders waves her hands around, getting the crowd behind her as she stares down Chris Compact. He slowly starts to get up, using the ropes to pull himself to his feet. The Doll then rushes him and leaps into the air, going for a splash in the corner. Chris Compact pops up and catches her in mid-air and drops her to the mat with a sit-out spinebuster.
DYNAMITE: ”That's it. Make the cover!”
Compact finds a burst of energy and quickly gets to his feet with rage in his eyes. The Doll rolls around on the canvas, holding her back in pain before Compact grabs a handful of hair and jerks her to her feet. He then wraps his arms around her and lifts her into the air, and drivers her into the canvas with a belly to belly suplex. The ring rattles from the impact. CC pops back up runs to the ropes. He bounces off and comes back, dropping a hard fist to Britney Anders' forehead. He gets back up and goes to the ropes again. This time when he bounces back, he jumps high into the air and comes down with a brutal leg drop across Anders' throat. Chris Compact then rolls on top of her for the pin…
...TWO!...
...
DYNAMITE: Wait... Did the ref just count?
MINX: I wonder what happen if he actually counted the three.
Chris Compact looks up at the ref in anger and pushes himself up, driving his hand on The Doll’s throat. He then grabs her by the hair and pulls her up as well. BA takes a swing but CC blocks it and hooks her arm. Anders swings with her other hand but it gets blocked and hooked as well. With both arms hooked, Chris Compact delivers a couple of hard headbutts. From desperation, Anders stomps on his toe and manages to break the hold. Britney Anders then takes Phoenix to the mat with a snap suplex. The two quickly get up as Anders takes a swing. Compact blocks the punch and lifts Britney Anders into the air over his head. Britney Anders manages to break free and falls to her feet behind Chris Compact. She then lifts him into the air and drops him with a blue mountain powerbomb in the center of the ring and keeps the legs hooked for the pin.
MINX: Why do they keep making the pin attempt?
DYNAMITE: Why has the ref counted so many falls in the first place?!
MINX: HAhah we all flubbed this one up folks!
Meanwhile back in the ring Britney Anders belittles the ref in the corner while Chris Compact starts to climb to his feet.
BRITNEY ANDERS: "You stupid son of a bitch!"
Anders turns away from the referee and is met by a superkick from Chris Compact. Compact heads for the top rope.
MINX: He's calling for it Rollins! If he connects here, we will have a definite winner.
Chris Compact launches himself from the top rope and hits a five star frog splash on Britney Anders.
LYOTO SILVA: "Your winner... by the super size splash...CHRIS COMPACT!"
Compact has his hand raised in victory and is attacked from behind by Britney Anders via a low blow. The bell continues to ring as Anders delivers the boots to Compact and the fans hate her for every moment of it. She shouts back at them at them as they boo and she heads up the aisle, leaving ringside.
MINX: She's just a bitch. We'll be back folks.
MINX: I wonder what happen if he actually counted the three.
Chris Compact looks up at the ref in anger and pushes himself up, driving his hand on The Doll’s throat. He then grabs her by the hair and pulls her up as well. BA takes a swing but CC blocks it and hooks her arm. Anders swings with her other hand but it gets blocked and hooked as well. With both arms hooked, Chris Compact delivers a couple of hard headbutts. From desperation, Anders stomps on his toe and manages to break the hold. Britney Anders then takes Phoenix to the mat with a snap suplex. The two quickly get up as Anders takes a swing. Compact blocks the punch and lifts Britney Anders into the air over his head. Britney Anders manages to break free and falls to her feet behind Chris Compact. She then lifts him into the air and drops him with a blue mountain powerbomb in the center of the ring and keeps the legs hooked for the pin.
...ONE!...
...TWO!...
...KICKOUT!...
MINX: Why do they keep making the pin attempt?
DYNAMITE: Why has the ref counted so many falls in the first place?!
MINX: HAhah we all flubbed this one up folks!
Meanwhile back in the ring Britney Anders belittles the ref in the corner while Chris Compact starts to climb to his feet.
BRITNEY ANDERS: "You stupid son of a bitch!"
Anders turns away from the referee and is met by a superkick from Chris Compact. Compact heads for the top rope.
MINX: He's calling for it Rollins! If he connects here, we will have a definite winner.
Chris Compact launches himself from the top rope and hits a five star frog splash on Britney Anders.
DING! DING! DING!
LYOTO SILVA: "Your winner... by the super size splash...CHRIS COMPACT!"
Compact has his hand raised in victory and is attacked from behind by Britney Anders via a low blow. The bell continues to ring as Anders delivers the boots to Compact and the fans hate her for every moment of it. She shouts back at them at them as they boo and she heads up the aisle, leaving ringside.
MINX: She's just a bitch. We'll be back folks.
Backstage, Britney Anders storms around with a pissed off demeanor. She is approached by Gail McKenna, GWD Journalist.
GAIL MCKENNA: Britney... what gives? Why the assault after the match?
BRITNEY ANDERS: What gives?! You sound like the intern from the GWD Twitter account. I am going to be the only American Justice Champion that matters. Don't you get it? I'd expect better from you Gail. Are we finished here?
Gail steps to the side, allowing Britney Anders to continue backstage.
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[- 30 MIN. IRON MAN MATCH -]
Tapioca Joe -vs- Deacon Crane
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Crane stands in the center of the ring with his music fading out slowly.
A pair of bright, golden lights flash across existence as Queen's "Princes of the Universe" sounds out across the arena. At the :15 mark, the lights fall on the center of the platform, where Tapicoa Joe stands still and prepared, wearing his trademark black wrestling pants. At the :27 mark, he turns around toward the ring and raises his arms, cueing a display of brilliant, showering golden fireworks shooting wonderfully up from the side of the ramp. He stands and looks around coolly as cheers from the diehard wrestling fans who recognize who he is rain down upon him from all sides, until the :45 mark, when he begins to make his way down to the ring, slapping a couple of hands on the way down the ramp. At the 1:11 mark, Joe removes his jacket and tosses it calmly down onto the floor. He ascends the steps of the ring and enters it.
DYNAMITE: Good ol' Tapioca.
A pair of bright, golden lights flash across existence as Queen's "Princes of the Universe" sounds out across the arena. At the :15 mark, the lights fall on the center of the platform, where Tapicoa Joe stands still and prepared, wearing his trademark black wrestling pants. At the :27 mark, he turns around toward the ring and raises his arms, cueing a display of brilliant, showering golden fireworks shooting wonderfully up from the side of the ramp. He stands and looks around coolly as cheers from the diehard wrestling fans who recognize who he is rain down upon him from all sides, until the :45 mark, when he begins to make his way down to the ring, slapping a couple of hands on the way down the ramp. At the 1:11 mark, Joe removes his jacket and tosses it calmly down onto the floor. He ascends the steps of the ring and enters it.
DYNAMITE: Good ol' Tapioca.
There's a tension in the air that you can cut with a knife as the two men approach each other in the centre of the ring. They share a glare and exchange muffled words before Deacon Crane connects with an almighty open palm strike that sends shock-waves through the arena. But the way he executed it was rather disrespectful, and the way he acts after delivering the move is also disrespectful, as he talks down to the lowered Joe who holds onto the side of his face, in obvious pain but he does well to hide it. Joe rises up and delivers a flurry of strikes to the adoration of the fans who are getting behind the apparent babyface in this situation: leading him to the corner of the ring and continuing to rack up an abundance of strikes that can only be called, restless. He locks him in a side headlock and brings him to the centre of the ring, tightening the hold and falling to a knee in the process, trying to keep the hold in tight and in a lowered position. Crane eventually manages to rise to his feet and pushes the veteran into the ropes, in the hopes that he can move him off but Joe only returns him to the centre of the ring, lowering himself once again as he shakes his head sideways, as if to say: "No way, kiddo!", and he smiles. Crane once again pushes the veteran towards the ropes, only to meet the same fate as Joe returns him back to the centre of the ring, a smile etched on his face once more as he tightens the hold. Crane his everything to fight his way back up and push him back towards the ropes, and this time manages to power him off, Joe running to the opposite ropes, bouncing off of them and shoulder barging Crane down to the canvas. He then quickly picks him up and locks him back into a side headlock, receiving applause from the audience for his persistence.
MINX: Tapioca Joe is probably the most recognizable name on the roster.
DYNAMITE: Over Crippler and Storm?
MINX: Well... actually it's an equal parties kind of thing.
DYNAMITE: Over Crippler and Storm?
MINX: Well... actually it's an equal parties kind of thing.
"The Infinite" Deacon Crane uses his ring awareness to reach the ropes and force the rope break. The referee has to count two three before Joe let's go of him and walks back to the centre of the ring. The referee checks on Crane and Joe approaches them. Crane uses the referee as a weapon, pushing him into Joe and for a second blinding him, before delivering an onslaught of strikes of his own. Clubs to the back, connecting one after the other in quick succession.
Crane is evidently out to make a point. A point that his future here in Global Wrestling Division is a bright one. He brings Joe to the ropes and Irish whips him to the ropes. Joe bounces back and ducks under the swinging arm of Crane, Joe is now in behind him and locks him in a rear waist lock - attempting to deadlift him into a German! Crane uses his strength to power himself down before stomping on the foot of Joe, who let's go of him. He delivers a discus elbow that sends Joe spiralling around. Crane then manages to deadlift him from behind, rear waist lock style and holds him in position for a second - showing a tremendous amount of strength before connecting with the German.
MINX: This may be it.
DYNAMITE: He bridges into a pin!
...ONE!...
...TWO!...
...KICKOUT!...
...KICKOUT!...
DYNAMITE: Not enough to get the first pinfall of the ironman match.
MINX: Close call but that's only valuable in horse shoes and hand grenades.
Crane continues to go to work on Joe. Laying boots into him repetitively whilst Joe tried to make his way to the corner of the ring. Once he did, Crane placed his foot onto the neck of Joe and pushed down hard against it, trying to choke him out as Joe latched onto the ropes. The referee counts and Crane breaks clean, holding his hands up and walking away from Joe.
Suddenly, he's running back in his direction and this time sends his boot into the side of the head of Joe. A boot to the head, delivered so crisp and sweetly that the fans are actually shocked into silence. But Crane isn't. He's making it his deal to be confident with himself and he has no sign of hiding it as he walks around the ring, a grin from ear to ear. Joe has rolled to the outside of the ring and Crane follows, continuing to kick him whilst he's doing before gradually lifting him up. But this is when Joe begins to fight back, one strike, and then another, and another. Before you know it, Joe has Crane on the backfoot. He's blocking his strike attempts and connects with strikes of his own.
The fans are behind him, and Crane has no answer for when Joe grabs him by the back of the head and launches him into the ring steps. Crane crashes into them shoulder first, holding onto his shoulder as he tries to crawl away from Joe, who nods his head at the fans reaction of cheers. Joe brings Crane back up to his feet and rolls him onto the apron before joining him up on it. He picks him up, turning him around and once again, locking him in a rear waist lock from behind. Crane does well to power himself down again, refusing to be thrown into the apron with a German suplex! Both men continue to battle with Crane latching onto the ropes and Joe continuing his pursuit of a German from the apron. Crane however, can't hold on for too long! All of a sudden, Joe manages to kick into a super saiyan mode like no other, performing a release German suplex on the apron!
MINX: He can pick up the victory if he makes the cover now.
Landing extremely hard on the apron before rolling to the outside of the ring, Crane arches his back whilst seemingly crying in agony, whether they're real tears - unknown, either way, it was one hell of a dangerous spot that the fans are applauding. Joe lies in the ring, looking up at the ceiling before rolling back to the outside and escorting Crane back to the ring. He then hooks his legs for the pin!
...TWO!...
...KICKOUT!...
DYNAMITE: Oh come on! He almost had it that time.
Close call, but not the one to secure the first win of the match.
Joe doesn't waste time and gets to his feet, immediately, he locks Crane in a figure four leg hold. The move is executed flawlessly and you can tell by the look in the eyes of Crane, that he has it locked in tight. A master of the submission style of wrestling, Joe is in his element right now and the only thing Crane can do, is pray for a miracle, pray for some type of escape from this leg torture that he is enduring! He's scratching, he's clawing, he's pulling at his own hair trying to alleviate the pain from his legs but it's not use.
The referee asks whether he wants to quit. "Fuck, NO!" is the reply of Deacon Crane, and despite what the fans might think of him, they applaud him for his humorous and savage response to the referee. Crane then manages to crawl his way to the ropes, inch by inch - making it eventually, a testament to his resilience.
MINX: Crane is a tough cookie.
DYNAMITE: He's a little burnt on the edges.
Both men are up on their feet now and circle the ring, and for the first time in the match they lock up in a collar to elbow. The jockey in position before Joe manages to get in behind Crane and lock him in a hammerlock. Crane reacts instantly, managing to create loopholes and finding his way out of the hold rather impressively, and reversing the situation, lifting Joe up and slamming him on the canvas with the hold still in. Joe fights to his feet and pushes Crane to the ropes. Rope break and Crane breaks, but not cleanly, he catches him with a slap to the face and the old timer doesn't like that. Not, one, bit. A chop to the chest connects. And another. Then another. Joe then runs to the ropes, bouncing back but is met with a ferocious forearm, followed by a back elbow, culminating with the swiftest of high knee's you'll ever, that knocks Joe down almost instantly. He hasn't finished there though! Crane bring shim back up onto his feet - fireman carry position before transitioning into a neckbreaker! He covers him!
...TWO!...
...KICKOUT!...
A shoulder bursts up and the fans are in disbelief. After a flurry of hard hitting moves, Joe doesn't allow an L to be cemented on his record and the score remains 0-0. Crane buries his head in his hands, but then wipes the sweat from his face and gets back to work.
Tap is in the corner and Crane greets him with a double knee drop. He picks him up and tries to connect with his signature death valley but Joe slips out of it. Crane runs at him, but Joe drop toe holds him into the turnbuckle. Crane holds onto his face and turns back around, with Joe grabbing him from behind and delivering a German suplex, which he bridges into a pin!
...TWO!...
...KICKOUT!...
The two men are racing up to their feet, Crane with a strike attempt - Joe ducks, roll up from behind!
...TWO!...
...KICKOUT!...
And they're back up, Joe runs at Crane - Crane ducks, backslide pin attempt!
...TWO!...
...KICKOUT!...
Both men are back up on their feet and everyone in the ring is watching restlessly. The two men connect with strikes and continue to do so, amplifying the ratio of strikes they're connecting with per second and all of a sudden, it turns into a full war between the two who are striking each other all over the body! The fans applaud, it's an amazing spectacle as neither man is easing up with the strikes, but getting faster.
Eventually, the pace dies down and they both lean into each other to keep themselves up. But then a spark of life ignites in both of them. First it Tap, who takes a step back and grabs him by the arm to perform an arm drag take down, transitioning into an armbar. Crane fights back to his feet, arm wrench, pulls down on the arm before delivering an arm drag of his own and transitions into an armbar! Tap fights out of it. He connects with an open palm strike with his free hand. Crane let's go, Tap then connects with a flurry of strikes: forearm, open palm, shoot kick to the leg and Crane falls onyo a knee. Tap takes off to the ropes, bounces off of them and slides across the canvas, looking for a sliding lariat - but Crane hits the canvas before he can connect. Crane is back up on his feet and Tap is running in his direction, Crane ducks under his arm and runs to the ropes himself. Both men bounce off of the ropes at the exact same time with Crane managing to best Tap in the air, leaping up and connecting with a knee strike! It's thunderous, reckless and almost cringeworthy to witness, a dirty yet effective and fluidly performed move. Tap stumbles back, doing well to stay on his feet and falls into the ropes, a second wind bursting through him as he comes off of the ropes, slides under the arm of Crane and lifts him up and over for his signature Olympic Slam!
"THIS IS AWESOME!"
"THIS IS AWESOME!"
"THIS IS AWESOME!"
There's an electricity in the air. If you're there, or even watching at home, you can feel it.
Tap manages to sling an arm over the chest of Deacon Crane.
...TWO!...
THR...KICKOUT!...
DYNAMITE: His foots on the rope!
Everyone is in disbelief, but at the same time, excited that this match hasn't even merited a definitive winner. I'ts been too close to call and that movement by Crane, epitomized the match as a whole, just one close call.
00:10:27:45
TJ - 0-0-0
DC - 0-0-0
Tap climbs to his feet slowly, and Crane rises at a similar pace on the opposite side of the ring. Once both men are are upright totally, they step in each others direction locking up in a collar and elbow tie-up. A little gassed, Tap quickly places Crane into a wristlock which is then transitioned into a hammerlock shortly after. Crane wiggles to freedom, or so he thinks until realizing Tap still has him by the wrist. Tap torques on the wrist but Crane fights back and sends Tap into the ring ropes via the irish whip. Crane attempts a drop toe hold but it is thwarted by Tap using his widsom to lock his arms around the ring cables and stop his momentum from moving forward. Tap and Crane stare one another down with the crowd getting behind both competitors, alomst inciting the two to turn up the intensity a bit.
Deacon Crane catches Tap in a lock up and flips him over his head with an over head belly to belly suplex. Crane leaps off his feet quickly and drives two knees into the shoulder of Tap. Crane then grabs Tap by the wrist and places him in a modified armbar and starts wrenching back on Tap's fingers. Tap, feeling the pain starts to fight back out of desperation. Tap drives a stiff elbow to the side of Crane's knee to allow a moment to turn the tide. He frees himself and is taken down to the canvas quickly by a reverse ddt from Deacon Crane. Crane makes the cover.
The atmosphere in the arena is electric, and Joe is breathing in that energy now. He's on his knees, soaking in the cheers and chants of the fans before rising to his feet.
Deacon slowly begins to rise and Joe stalks him like a predator, running his fingers through his hair until the right time to pounce. When that time comes, he delivers - and it's his finishing Koji Clutch that has Crane on the backfoot now. Both men fall to the canvas, and the fans are cheering as Joe has Crane beat in the middle of the ring, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide! Crane is stretching his arms, gasping for air and for the ropes but he can't find them. Eventually, he gives in!
Both men recuperate, laying down next to each other as the announcer reads that Joe is up by one. Gradually, both men make it onto their knees and they begin an exchange of strikes. One after the other, and the other always being harder than the last, with Deacon Crane fighting back with every ounce of life he has left in him. The opportunity of fighting for an American Justice title shot hangs at the balance, and for Crane that is redemption.
This match, is pivotal.
Despite being in the drivers seat when it comes to the deliverance of strikes, Joe isn't easing up. He's continuing to go at it, and the two men eventually find themselves back up on their feat and fighting each other once again with a brawl of strikes. It's reminiscent of an old school style of fighting, the way they're throwing their fists at one another with no care for each others well being. It's personal now, and you can feel it every time a strike lands. It's thunderous and raw. Crane gets Joe in the gut with a knee before taking off to the ropes. He comes back, lariat attempt but Joe ducks under - rear waist lock in tact, lifts him up and over for a German - but Crane lands on his feet. Joe turns around, a WICKED FOREARM connects from Crane and Joe falls to his knees, almost shocked into silence. Crane then runs to the ropes, bouncing off of them but Joe rises at the last second, and with everything he has throws out a triumphant lariat, when he connects - Crane goes flipping before landing onto the canvas, the sheer brute of the strike shocking the arena into a stunning silence.
Joe crawls towards Crane, who's also crawling towards the ropes.
Crane reaches them, turning himself around and kicking at Joe.
But Joe eats those kicks. He takes them and uses them to fuel himself back to his feet. Crane pleads, he's on his knees, telling Joe to look at the time. There's only a couple of seconds left. Crane tries to go for the low blow but Joe stops his hand, the veteran too familiar with these dirt tactics. He smiles, before bringing Crane back to his feet and positioning him in his signature: Gotch Driver (cradle piledriver), planting his head on the canvas!
He covers...
The bell sounds, and this 30 minute iron man match is over! The theme song of Joe plays through the auditorium, and Joe rises to his feet - just barely able to stand after that strenuous battle! He's arm is raised in victory, and he holds his head up as the fans applaud him for his efforts.
LYOTO SILVA: Here is your winner...TAPIOCA JOE!!
Joe steps out of the ring and celebrates with the fans at ringside. Crane heads up the aisle pissed off.
DYNAMITE: Chris Compact will go on to face Tapioca Joe!
The fans cheer for Joe but soon Joe disappears into the crowd and the fans roar with excitement as Ace Puerto begins to make his way down to the ring holding the American Justice Championship in his hands.
DYNAMITE: You know what time it is Kelsi!
MINX: Time to crown our first ever, American Justice Cham---Wait a minute!
Deacon Crane catches Tap in a lock up and flips him over his head with an over head belly to belly suplex. Crane leaps off his feet quickly and drives two knees into the shoulder of Tap. Crane then grabs Tap by the wrist and places him in a modified armbar and starts wrenching back on Tap's fingers. Tap, feeling the pain starts to fight back out of desperation. Tap drives a stiff elbow to the side of Crane's knee to allow a moment to turn the tide. He frees himself and is taken down to the canvas quickly by a reverse ddt from Deacon Crane. Crane makes the cover.
...ONE!...
...TWO!...
THR...KICKOUT!...
The atmosphere in the arena is electric, and Joe is breathing in that energy now. He's on his knees, soaking in the cheers and chants of the fans before rising to his feet.
Deacon slowly begins to rise and Joe stalks him like a predator, running his fingers through his hair until the right time to pounce. When that time comes, he delivers - and it's his finishing Koji Clutch that has Crane on the backfoot now. Both men fall to the canvas, and the fans are cheering as Joe has Crane beat in the middle of the ring, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide! Crane is stretching his arms, gasping for air and for the ropes but he can't find them. Eventually, he gives in!
TAP, TAP, TAP!
00:06:01:05
TJ - 0-0-0
DC - 0-0-0
Both men recuperate, laying down next to each other as the announcer reads that Joe is up by one. Gradually, both men make it onto their knees and they begin an exchange of strikes. One after the other, and the other always being harder than the last, with Deacon Crane fighting back with every ounce of life he has left in him. The opportunity of fighting for an American Justice title shot hangs at the balance, and for Crane that is redemption.
This match, is pivotal.
Despite being in the drivers seat when it comes to the deliverance of strikes, Joe isn't easing up. He's continuing to go at it, and the two men eventually find themselves back up on their feat and fighting each other once again with a brawl of strikes. It's reminiscent of an old school style of fighting, the way they're throwing their fists at one another with no care for each others well being. It's personal now, and you can feel it every time a strike lands. It's thunderous and raw. Crane gets Joe in the gut with a knee before taking off to the ropes. He comes back, lariat attempt but Joe ducks under - rear waist lock in tact, lifts him up and over for a German - but Crane lands on his feet. Joe turns around, a WICKED FOREARM connects from Crane and Joe falls to his knees, almost shocked into silence. Crane then runs to the ropes, bouncing off of them but Joe rises at the last second, and with everything he has throws out a triumphant lariat, when he connects - Crane goes flipping before landing onto the canvas, the sheer brute of the strike shocking the arena into a stunning silence.
Joe crawls towards Crane, who's also crawling towards the ropes.
Crane reaches them, turning himself around and kicking at Joe.
But Joe eats those kicks. He takes them and uses them to fuel himself back to his feet. Crane pleads, he's on his knees, telling Joe to look at the time. There's only a couple of seconds left. Crane tries to go for the low blow but Joe stops his hand, the veteran too familiar with these dirt tactics. He smiles, before bringing Crane back to his feet and positioning him in his signature: Gotch Driver (cradle piledriver), planting his head on the canvas!
He covers...
1!
2!
3!
00:00:00:06
TJ - 1-0-0
DC - 0-0-0
5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
DING DING DING
The bell sounds, and this 30 minute iron man match is over! The theme song of Joe plays through the auditorium, and Joe rises to his feet - just barely able to stand after that strenuous battle! He's arm is raised in victory, and he holds his head up as the fans applaud him for his efforts.
LYOTO SILVA: Here is your winner...TAPIOCA JOE!!
Joe steps out of the ring and celebrates with the fans at ringside. Crane heads up the aisle pissed off.
DYNAMITE: Chris Compact will go on to face Tapioca Joe!
The fans cheer for Joe but soon Joe disappears into the crowd and the fans roar with excitement as Ace Puerto begins to make his way down to the ring holding the American Justice Championship in his hands.
DYNAMITE: You know what time it is Kelsi!
MINX: Time to crown our first ever, American Justice Cham---Wait a minute!
GWD AMERICAN JUSTICE CHAMPIONSHIP
OUT FOR JUSTICE OPEN INVITATIONAL TOURNAMENT FINALS
[- FATAL 4 WAY STEEL CAGE MATCH -]
Nameless -vs- GTAV -vs- Chris Crippler -vs- Mark Storm
"Short Change Hero" by The Heavy begins to play through the speakers and the lights in the arena simultaneously dim down. Smoke begins to rise from the top of the stage and appearing on the screen above are the following words;
Cheers echo through the arena as Mark Storm emerges from the mist of smoke, chewing gum calmly as he takes off his shades and stares down at the ring. He can't help but allow his sadistic signature smirk to appear upon his lips as he closes his eyes and spreads his arms out wide, soaking in the jeers of the audience.
LYOTO SILVA: From New York, Brooklyn.. weighing in a two hundred and twenty pounds - Your Hero, and Mine.. MARRKKKK STORMMMMMM
He begins his walk down the entrance ramp, with a leather coat completing his attire as he comes down the entrance ramp.
This ain't no place for no hero.
This ain't no place for no better man.
This ain't no place for no hero
To call "home."
At this point, Storm is by the edge of the ring; allowing a smile to embed on his face before he jumps onto the apron and holds onto the ropes, using them to help himself up onto the turnbuckle. He's grinning from ear to ear, soaking in the rest of the cheers coming from the audience, shaking his head sideways as he lowers it, before jumping into the ring.
Taking off his leather coat, he hands it to the ring announcer before walking over to his designated corner and hoisting himself up onto the second ropes, a smirk upon his lips as he holds his arms up; his theme song slowly diminishing.
MARK STORM: You know who I am. You know what I've done. I don't need to remind you because that would be a waste of my time and yours. And time is of the essence. And it's only a matter of time before I'm heralded your first ever American Justice Champion and that fact alone, it brings a tear to my eye. It really does. You see, a lot of people are thinking that I'm only here for the pay-check. But no. I'm here and I'm here to stay. And as long as I'm here, this place, is mine. I'll build the foundations, elevate this place to new heights never seen before because that's the sort of draw I am. That's what I can promise. What I can also promise, is constant five star matches and nothing less. Ask Deacon Crane. I gave the kid a five star match and immediately put him on a pedestal and now the world will get to know this kid because I put him on the map. You could say that I single handedly raised him but that wouldn't be true. Truth is, I brought the best out of him and he done the same for me. So respect goes out to him.
Applause rings through the arena and Mark acknowledges it, pausing to allow the applause to die down a little before continuing.
MARK STORM: Despite that, I won. Now it doesn't matter how, but I got the job done. And that's what this business is all about. I've been getting the job done all year round and that isn't going to stop. Not on my watch. I made it my personal goal to make this place my own and in order to do that, I need some furniture. But the furniture I'm thinking of, it isn't particularly conventional. No, it's that vacant American Justice Championship. I don't just want it. I need it, and around my waist by the end of the night!
Once again applause and cheers.
MARK STORM: It's coming to Your Hero and Mine. There's no doubt in my mind.
Mark Storm is interrupted mid-sentence...
As the opening of Neil Diamond's "Coming to America" starts off, a giant American Flag drops down from the ceiling, hanging over the talent entry way. GTA comes barging through the curtain like a contestent on a game show as the lights dim. Then, when he reaches the top of the aisleway, slowly he unfastens his robe to allow a single spotlight to illuminate his body, showing off his physique so chiseled it'd make the sculpture of Michelangelo blush. I mean y'know, if sculptures could actualy physically blush. This brash display of narcissism of course does nothing to help the crowd get behind him...
LYOTO SILVA: Introducing, from the good ol' U S of A, weighing in at two-hundred and sixteen pounds, he is "The All-American Boy" Geoffrey Thomas Anderson....G! T! A!
GTA continues down the aisleway, urging this crowd to chant "U S A" (only because it sounds like "G T A"...but ssh, don't tell them that!). His attempts were for naught though, as they only returned a "Not My America" chant in response! The louder GTA got, the louder they would push back on him, until he finally got into the ring, most of the house lights going black again.
In the ring, slowly he'd lower his robe, first the left side. With a wink to all the ladies in the crowd, he'd then lower the right side, letting the robe fall to the mat as the spotlight returns, finally illuminating his full physique in all the true glory it deserved!
Back In Black by AC/DC hits the airwaves. As the cameras focus on the stage.. the stage instantly fill's with stage smoke. After a moment passes, Namelss walks directly through the smoke towards the ring. He stops to stare down a Sammy "The Lion" Duke in the aisle. Sammy says a few things to Nameless and Nameless responds by a heavy handed palm to the forehead that sens Duke stumbling backwards. Nameless makes his way around the ring then climbs onto the apron. As he stares in the middle of the ring.. The music fades before Nameless climbs through the ropes into the ring and he charges toward GTA immediately.
The lights in the auditorium switch off as “Symphony of Destruction” by Megadeth begins to play over the PA system, as soon as the guitar rift kicks in, the spotlights goes around the audience and the stage lights illuminate as Chris Crippler steps out from behind the curtain and hurries down the aisle to get in on the action. He's met by a baseball slide from Mark Storm and the two battle outside the ring, leaving GTAV and Nameless to battle inside the ring. Nameless eats the punches from GTA like their candy bars and powers forward, grabbing GTA with two hands around the neck and throwing him into the corner. Nameless marches forward and smashes into GTA via a running splash in the corner before walking away from the corner with GTA close by and slamming him into the turnbuckle with a russian leg sweep!
MINX: "We've still got to get the cage lowered."
DYNAMITE: "Here we go."
Mark Storm and Chris Crippler slide into the ring and the cage starts to lower with the men still fighting in opposite corners. Nameless lifts GTA off the mat and holds him high above his head in a gorilla press position. Crippler and Storm run at Nameless and Nameless launches GTA into both men, knocking then down like bowling pins.
DYNAMITE: "Here we go Kelsi! Here we go!"
MINX: "We hear you."
DING! DING! DING!
MINX: "The cage is down, and Los Angeles is about to witness history.
The fans roar as the cage is fully lowered and the referees around thE outside lock the latch shut. In the ring Chris Crippler, Mark Storm and GTAV are working together to bring down Nameless. Storm lands a buzzsaw kick to the knee and Crippler follows up with a shoulder block to the back of the calf, forcing Nameless to one knee. GTAV sprints forward and forces Nameless to the canvas via a slingblade. Chris Crippler locks Mark Storm in a surprise crossface chickenwing only to have it broken up by powerful forearm strikes from GTAV.
DYNAMITE: "Sometimes you've got to wonder, is Chris Crippler planning on choking out everybody and then escaping? Or is he just going to flee?"
MINX: "Well you know, The Crippler will never flee. He always stays and fights."
GTAV walks Crippler over to the corner and once he takes the bait, Crippler pulls GTA into the corner and slips through an opening, allowing him a chance to dominate GTAV while he is cornered. Crippler delivers abrasive European uppercuts and knee strikes to the midsection.
DYNAMITE: "Those european cuts make me flinch every time he lands them. The echoes are intense. I think i see a few fans jumping in their seats."
Meanwhile on the far side of the ring, Mark Storm is trying to climb the side of the cage but Nameless grabs his foot and pulls him with serious force from the side of the cage and Storm hits the ring with a powerful thud. Nameless sprints over to the corner where GTAV and Crippler are battling and he hits GTAV with a power lariat before turning his attention to Chris Crippler. Chris Crippler, the seasoned veteran dodges the attack from Nameless and drives a forearm into the side of the knee cap.
MINX: This is just a fight!
DYNAMITE: "More like a brawl."
MINX: "Ethan Roerich is so particular too he demands that they must escape the cage."
DYNAMITE: "No pinfalls and no submissions."
Nameless slows it down a bit and Mark Storm flies in with missle dropkick that connects with the shoulder and face of Nameless, forcing him to fall into he ring ropes. When he springs out of the ring cables GTAV is there to execute the textbook drop toe hold. Mark Storm lands the standing 450 splash onto GTAV and Chris Crippler keeps his assault on Nameless in his favor and kicks Nameless a few more times before he climbs back to his feet and shoves Crippler away from him. Nameless stands tall in the corner, only to be obliterated by GTAV's body after he slams into him via a cannonball. The crowd gasps at the sight of the collision and GTAV rolls out of the way quickly. Mark Storm launches himself at Nameless but Nameless drops out of the way and Storm leaps onto the cage. The crowd pops.
DYNAMITE: "Mark Storm plans on winning in heroic fashion."
MINX: "GTAV wont be having that."
GTAV climbs onto the side of the cage and walks along the top ring cable. He leaps off and dropkicks Mark Storm and both men fall to the ring canvas. Chris Crippler goes right after GTAV and locks him into the Lexington Road Shooter. GTAV screams in anquish while Nameless tosses Mark Storm into the side of the cage like a rag doll.
MINX: "This is insane! Look a this!"
DYNAMITE: "I'm watching Kelsi. I'm watching. Mark Storm might shatter if he hits that cage one more time."
MINX: "Nameless is a relentless man. And GTAV has the pain threshold of a psychotic. He refuses to tap!"
DYNAMITE: "There's no point, the match wouldn't end he would just be taking an L."
GTAV rolls around on the canvas in pain with his knees held closely to his chest. Chris Crippler steps away from a downed GTAV and is knocked senseless as soon as he turns around by a running crossbody from Nameless. With all three men down, Nameless does the unthinkable without hesitation and starts climbing the ring cables in the corner and then starts climbing up the cage.
MINX: "That's a big boy climbing up there."
DYNAMITE: "That's no boy. That's a literal monster."
Mark Storm is first to make it to his feet totally, meanwhile Crippler and GTAV are starting to stir. Mark Storm fearlessly climbs the cgae next to Nameless and moves with the swiftness of spider-man. Storm gets closer to Nameless and throws a kick to the ribs. Nameless responds by throwing a stiff jab to the jaw of Storm forcing him to swing and hang from the cage by one arm. Chris Crippler arrives and stays grounded but delivers powerful forearm strikes to the knee of Nameless who tries to fight back but he is no match for the two on one effort. Crippler and Storm work together against Nameless who is also fighting back, arms and legs fly like a cat fight and out of nowhere GTAV arrives, connecting with a shotgun dropkick to Nameless, knocking his legs out from under him and causing him to fall from the cage to the ring canvas. The ring ropes wobble and shake with GTAV and Chris Crippler looking down at the fallen monster who is motionless in the ring.
DYNAMITE: "The bigger they are the harder they fall.
Mark Storm sees an opportunity to claim a victory and he starts climbing the cage. GTAV and Chris Crippler scramble to climb after him. Storm reaches the top but his slowed down tremendously by a lowblow strike from Chris Crippler. Crippler climbs closer to Storm and slams his head against the cage a few times before finally Storm's grip releases and he falls down to the canvas. GTAV catches Crippler while he recooperating and both men fall to the canvas as GTAV executes a neckbreaker off the side of the cage. The crowd pops and all four men roll around the ring.
MINX: "All four men are down! How is this possible? They are really fighting for their shot at glory!
DYNAMITE: "A win in this particular match tonight and you become numero uno amigo."
MINX: "I get it. I get it. Whoever gets up now is probably going to be able to climb out without any issues."
DYAMITE: "That is IF they can get up. No one can seem to breath right now."
Nameless is first to start to stir and by the time he rises to his feet GTAV is making it to his feet. Nameless is met by an offensieve attack from GTAV that he stifles once GTAV attempts a hurricanrana. Nameless uses his strength to stop GTAV mid rotation and instead Nameless runs forward with GTAV in his clutches and throws GTAV into the side of the cage, causing him to slide down the side and fall between the ring cables and the side of the cage. Chris Crippler and Mark Storm attack Nameless at the same time, both men delivering vicious kicks to the knees, Nameless responds by showing actual signs of fatigue in the legs and he drops to one knee. Crippler lands a european uppercut and Mark Storm flies in and nails Nameless via a pele kick. Crippler steps up to Nameless and drives him to the canvas via a modified even flow ddt!
MINX: THE CRIPPLER DDT!! He hit it!
Crippler has no time to react before he is lifted off the canvas and slammed back down via a flapjack from Mark Storm. Storm transitions Crippler into a vicious ankle lock which Crippler almost taps but before he ever drops his hand to do so, GTAV appeara behind Storm and locks him in a headlock and walks backwards a few steps before drilling Storm into the canvas via a headlock driver! GTAV rises to his feet and ducks the powrful lariat from Chris Crippler and drops down and pulls the Crippler into a schoolboy, but Crippler rolls through and both mean spring up, lanidng on their feet and sizing one another up again in the center of the ring. The fans pop at the sight of these two standing off in the center of the ring.
DYNAMITE: "We've got a fifth generation star and a well respected veteran showing respect for one another at this very moment. The anticipation is giving me goosebumps.
GTAV dodges Crippler's meleé and slams him via a hip toss. Crippler makes it back to his feet quickly and connects with a Lou Thesz press on GTAV before burying him with punches. Nameless grabs Chris Crippler and uses a belly to belly suplex to slam him to the canvas, forcing all wind to leave Crippler's body as a result. Nameless, very much angered, unleashes on his opponents. He grabs Mark Storm and slams him to the canvas with a capture suplex! The big monster moves like a freight train and nails GTAV with a running body. Nameless looks at his destruction for a moment before motioning for the ref to unlock the latch.
DYNAMITE: "Nameless is about to leave the cage. The monster will become our first ever American Justice Champion!"
MINX: "You might be right."
The cage door opens and before Nameless take another step, Mark Storm and GTAV are grabbing on to his ankles trying to stop him. Nameless kicks his way to freedom and his immediately dropped by a stiff right hand from Chris Crippler. Nameless falls off his feet and backwards into the corner.
MINX: "What happened?:
DYNAMITE: "I'm not sure... Wait a minute!"
Chris Crippler drops a pair of brass knuckles back into his ring tights and goes back to battling with GTAV and Mark Storm. The cage door is latched shut once again and GTAV hits Storm with an echoing enziguri before Chris Crippler arrives and plants him via the modified evenflow ddt. Chris Crippler stays on a tear and locks up with Mark Storm immediately after and takes him down using a dragon screw. Chris Crippler attempts a dragon sleeper but Mark Storm wiggles to freedom and transitions Crippler into triangle choke. The crowd pops heavily.
MINX: "Oh he's got Chris Crippler locked in a triangle choke!"
DYANMITE: "I thought I would never see that."
Mark Storm applies pressure and Chris Crippler falls down to both knees and is gasping for air. GTAV flies in and hits Mark Storm with a barrage of multiple elbow drops until he releases the choke on Chris Crippler. GTAV takes a moment to back in the glory and do ten push ups before demanding that the door be opened. Once opened, he passes through the valley of fallen of opponents and Nameless rises immediately and grabs GTAV and throws him into the cage. GTAV clings onto the side and instead starts trying to climb the cage. Nameless slows him down by grabbing his foot and the two men have a battle of wills. GTAV is pulled from the Cage but GTAV uses his momentum to wrap his legs around Nameless' head and executes a frankensteiner. The crowd pops. Mark Storm sends Mark Storm into the ropes via an irish whip and doubles over. GTAV hits a sunset flip, but Mark Storm rolls through, leaps up, and connects with a quick knee to the face of GTAV. Storm sees an opportunity and heads for the door but is stopped by Chris Crippler who battles with heavy punches. Storm swings back and Crippler ducks before grabbing hold of Storm and slamming him via a german suplex. Chris Crippler turns his attention to GTAV and GTAV kicks him in the stomach before lifting him off the canvas with a delayed northern lights suplex. The delay seems to stall him a bit as Crippler fights back and lands on his feet before turning GTAV around and locking him into a dragon sleeper!
MINX: "THE CRIPPLERS NIGHTMARE!"
Nameles clubs Crippler across the back of the head and Crippler releases GTAV before stumbling away from Nameless. Mark Storm charges toward Nameless and Nameless catches him just in time to slam him to the canvas via a sidewalk slam! Nameless makes it to his feet and is greeted by Chris Crippler and the brass knuckles, but Nameless uses his size and strength and lifts Crippler off the mat and slams him down via a spinning spinbuster. Nameless makes it to his feet once again and notices GTAV trying to climb the side of the cage. Nameless grabs Mark Storm off the mat and launches him across the ring and Storm smacks into GTAV, forcing both men to come tumbling down.
DYNAMITE: "This man is seriously a mystery, and he's about to walk out our American Justice, champion."
Nameless approaches door and the ref opens it up. The crowd pops as
Claus hops the guard rail with a big red bag over his shoulder. Nameless sticks his neck out, between the ropes and gets smacked in the head with the big red bag. Glass is heard shattering and some of it rips through the bag. Nameless falls backwards into the cage and all four men are left lying in the ring rolling around in their own private hell.
MINX: WHO IS THAT?! WHAT WAS IN THAT BAG?
DYNAMITE: "It's Claus silly.
MINX: "Hell no it's not. I think that was a bag full of wine bottles."
DYNAMITE: "No wonder Nameless doens't know his past, he keeps taking shots to the head!"
Claus shuts the cage door shut and latches it clothes before removing his beard and hat and revealing himself to be none other than Britney Anders. The boos are heavy as she basks in her decision making.
MINX: "That self-centered, all about me, I just have to be seen petty bi--"
DYNAMITE: "Easy now Kelsi. Easy."
MINX: "She's putting her nose where it doesn't belong Rollins."
Britney Anders prances around ringside, laughing as she walks up the ring-steps and begins climbing the side of the cage.
DYNAMITE: "What's she got in mind?"
MINX: "We'll find out soon enough."
Chris Crippler, GTAV, and Mark Storm make it to their feet and are confused by the sight of Nameless, rocking from side to side in a attempt to regain his equilibrium. The human Jason Vorhees eventually sits up and everyone in the arena gasps. Chris Crippler is first to run up and kick the big man in the chest, forcing him back down. GTAV immeditely flies in, delivering an elbow party until he himself feels a little exhaustion. With Crippler and GTAV putting the nail in the coffin of Nameless, Mark Storm takes his first opportunity to snake his way out of the equation and he begins to climb the side of the cage.
DYNAMITE: "GTAV and Crippler haven't event noticed Mark."
MINX: "Yeah, real heroic."
DYNAMITE: "He's only following the rules. He's my hero!"
Crippler and GTAV notice Storm is climbing the cage and they start climbing as fast they can. Mark Storm reaches the top where he is greeted by Britney Anders who takes a pepper spray cannister and shakes it a few times before spraying Mark Storm directly in the eyes. Mark Storm is blinded and then kicked in the ribcage by Chris Crippler and forced to take a hard bump. The fans pop as GTAV and Chris Crippler both make their climb.
DYNAMITE: "Which one is Britney going to get this time?"
MINX: "I can't figure out why she's out here."
DYNAMITE: "Because she feels she should have been competing in this match?"
Britney freezes as she is stuck in the middle and reach either competitor fast enough. Crippler climbs over the right side, with GTAV on the left side and the fans are loosing their minds as both competitors, exhausted and hurting, try to pulls their legs over the railing at the top of the cage.
DYNAMITE: "This has been one hell of a match! Their barely hanging onto the top."
MINX: "Wait.. what is Anders doing?!"
Britney Anders walks along the top of the cage over to GTAV and she removes a can of hair spray as she does it. Upon approach she holds a lighter in front of the hair spray and a huge ball of fire shoots in the direction of GTAV. GTAV does his best attempt at dodging the flames while keeping his grip. Meanwhile on the other side of the cage, Mark Storm has a handful of Chris Crippler's hair and is throwing punches and trying to pull Crippler back to the other side of the cage. The two lock up just as Nameless rises to his feet and realizes what is going on. He hurries to climb the cage and the big man can move like a small man at that.
MINX: "OH MY GOODNESS! When did Nameless get up?!"
Nameless stands tall on the very top of the cage staring at Anders who can feel the presence of Nameless behind her. Meanwhile on the opposite side Mark Storm and Chris Crippler have embraced each other in a grapple and the outcome can only go one of two ways. Mark Storm gets the better of the two and the two fall from the cage with Storm executing a serious superplex from sixteen feet up in the air. The fans pop at the sight of Storm and Crippler bouncing off the canvas like road kill on a highway.
DYNAMITE: "Holy sh--"
GWD FANS: "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD!...GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD!...GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD!...GWD!...GWD!..."
With Storm and Crippler regretting life on the canvas, Nameless has brought GTAV from the side of the cage to the top along side Britney Anders and he has both of them by the throat. GTAV tries to fight back and Nameless releases his grip on Anders to focus on GTAV. Nameless lifts GTAV up for a chokeslam and at the samw time, Anders does the hair spray lighter thing and it flashes in front of Nameless' face, blinding him for a brief moment and causing Nameless and GTAV to both come crashing down to the canvas!
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As the fans loose their marbles Britney Anders climbs down the cage slowly and begins walking up the aisle, away from ringside.
MINX: She may be terrified after her near death experience with Nameless.
DYNAMITE: "They ALL just had near death experiences with one another! This is insane!"
MINX: "The Los Angeles crowd has completely lost it!"
Mark Storm army crawl across the ring toward the door as the other three men begin to stir. The door swings open and the determination can be seen in Storm's eyes and he starts to rise off the canvas just as Nameless sits up. Mark Storm reaches the cage door and is grabbed by Nameless at the last second and Nameless slams Storm to the canvas with a german suplex!
DYNAMITE: The Monster is going to do it!
Nameless approaches the cage door and the ref opens it. Nameless leans out and just as he does, Sammy Duke, the fan, leaps the guard rail and shoves the ref to the side before slamming the door into Nameless' faceless with full force! The fans cheer Sammy on for retaliating but Security rushes to ringside immediately and grabs hold of Sammy to the disapproval of the GWD Fans.
GWD FAN: "BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!..."
DYNAMITE: "I don't believe it!"
MINX: "Why would he get involved in this match?"
DYNAMITE: "Because Nameless disrespected him earlier!"
MINX: "But still... he's the guy who has terrorized Britney Anders on twitter and tonight he trolled Nameless."
DYNAMITE: "I think he trolled the whole show."
With Nameless down, GTAV still down and possibly injured and Chris Crippler climbing to his feet while Mark Storm is beginning to stir a bit in the corner, the fans begin doing a wave and that's the first thing Chris Crippler sees. He shakes off the cobb webbs and takes a moment to approach Mark Storm in the corner and start to deliver a few vicious stomps before guiding him to his feet and delivering a good beating with the forearms and fists. Chris Crippler sends Mark Storm to the opposite turnbuckle and Mark Storm instead dropkicks the door to the cage and it swings open with force, knocking Ace Puerto Rico back into the guard rail. Crippler chases after Mark Storm in disbelief as Storm slips out of the ring at the last second and falls to the floor just as Crippler approaches.
MINX: "We've still got to get the cage lowered."
DYNAMITE: "Here we go."
Mark Storm and Chris Crippler slide into the ring and the cage starts to lower with the men still fighting in opposite corners. Nameless lifts GTA off the mat and holds him high above his head in a gorilla press position. Crippler and Storm run at Nameless and Nameless launches GTA into both men, knocking then down like bowling pins.
DYNAMITE: "Here we go Kelsi! Here we go!"
MINX: "We hear you."
DING! DING! DING!
MINX: "The cage is down, and Los Angeles is about to witness history.
The fans roar as the cage is fully lowered and the referees around thE outside lock the latch shut. In the ring Chris Crippler, Mark Storm and GTAV are working together to bring down Nameless. Storm lands a buzzsaw kick to the knee and Crippler follows up with a shoulder block to the back of the calf, forcing Nameless to one knee. GTAV sprints forward and forces Nameless to the canvas via a slingblade. Chris Crippler locks Mark Storm in a surprise crossface chickenwing only to have it broken up by powerful forearm strikes from GTAV.
DYNAMITE: "Sometimes you've got to wonder, is Chris Crippler planning on choking out everybody and then escaping? Or is he just going to flee?"
MINX: "Well you know, The Crippler will never flee. He always stays and fights."
GTAV walks Crippler over to the corner and once he takes the bait, Crippler pulls GTA into the corner and slips through an opening, allowing him a chance to dominate GTAV while he is cornered. Crippler delivers abrasive European uppercuts and knee strikes to the midsection.
DYNAMITE: "Those european cuts make me flinch every time he lands them. The echoes are intense. I think i see a few fans jumping in their seats."
Meanwhile on the far side of the ring, Mark Storm is trying to climb the side of the cage but Nameless grabs his foot and pulls him with serious force from the side of the cage and Storm hits the ring with a powerful thud. Nameless sprints over to the corner where GTAV and Crippler are battling and he hits GTAV with a power lariat before turning his attention to Chris Crippler. Chris Crippler, the seasoned veteran dodges the attack from Nameless and drives a forearm into the side of the knee cap.
MINX: This is just a fight!
DYNAMITE: "More like a brawl."
MINX: "Ethan Roerich is so particular too he demands that they must escape the cage."
DYNAMITE: "No pinfalls and no submissions."
Nameless slows it down a bit and Mark Storm flies in with missle dropkick that connects with the shoulder and face of Nameless, forcing him to fall into he ring ropes. When he springs out of the ring cables GTAV is there to execute the textbook drop toe hold. Mark Storm lands the standing 450 splash onto GTAV and Chris Crippler keeps his assault on Nameless in his favor and kicks Nameless a few more times before he climbs back to his feet and shoves Crippler away from him. Nameless stands tall in the corner, only to be obliterated by GTAV's body after he slams into him via a cannonball. The crowd gasps at the sight of the collision and GTAV rolls out of the way quickly. Mark Storm launches himself at Nameless but Nameless drops out of the way and Storm leaps onto the cage. The crowd pops.
DYNAMITE: "Mark Storm plans on winning in heroic fashion."
MINX: "GTAV wont be having that."
GTAV climbs onto the side of the cage and walks along the top ring cable. He leaps off and dropkicks Mark Storm and both men fall to the ring canvas. Chris Crippler goes right after GTAV and locks him into the Lexington Road Shooter. GTAV screams in anquish while Nameless tosses Mark Storm into the side of the cage like a rag doll.
MINX: "This is insane! Look a this!"
DYNAMITE: "I'm watching Kelsi. I'm watching. Mark Storm might shatter if he hits that cage one more time."
MINX: "Nameless is a relentless man. And GTAV has the pain threshold of a psychotic. He refuses to tap!"
DYNAMITE: "There's no point, the match wouldn't end he would just be taking an L."
GTAV rolls around on the canvas in pain with his knees held closely to his chest. Chris Crippler steps away from a downed GTAV and is knocked senseless as soon as he turns around by a running crossbody from Nameless. With all three men down, Nameless does the unthinkable without hesitation and starts climbing the ring cables in the corner and then starts climbing up the cage.
MINX: "That's a big boy climbing up there."
DYNAMITE: "That's no boy. That's a literal monster."
Mark Storm is first to make it to his feet totally, meanwhile Crippler and GTAV are starting to stir. Mark Storm fearlessly climbs the cgae next to Nameless and moves with the swiftness of spider-man. Storm gets closer to Nameless and throws a kick to the ribs. Nameless responds by throwing a stiff jab to the jaw of Storm forcing him to swing and hang from the cage by one arm. Chris Crippler arrives and stays grounded but delivers powerful forearm strikes to the knee of Nameless who tries to fight back but he is no match for the two on one effort. Crippler and Storm work together against Nameless who is also fighting back, arms and legs fly like a cat fight and out of nowhere GTAV arrives, connecting with a shotgun dropkick to Nameless, knocking his legs out from under him and causing him to fall from the cage to the ring canvas. The ring ropes wobble and shake with GTAV and Chris Crippler looking down at the fallen monster who is motionless in the ring.
DYNAMITE: "The bigger they are the harder they fall.
Mark Storm sees an opportunity to claim a victory and he starts climbing the cage. GTAV and Chris Crippler scramble to climb after him. Storm reaches the top but his slowed down tremendously by a lowblow strike from Chris Crippler. Crippler climbs closer to Storm and slams his head against the cage a few times before finally Storm's grip releases and he falls down to the canvas. GTAV catches Crippler while he recooperating and both men fall to the canvas as GTAV executes a neckbreaker off the side of the cage. The crowd pops and all four men roll around the ring.
MINX: "All four men are down! How is this possible? They are really fighting for their shot at glory!
DYNAMITE: "A win in this particular match tonight and you become numero uno amigo."
MINX: "I get it. I get it. Whoever gets up now is probably going to be able to climb out without any issues."
DYAMITE: "That is IF they can get up. No one can seem to breath right now."
Nameless is first to start to stir and by the time he rises to his feet GTAV is making it to his feet. Nameless is met by an offensieve attack from GTAV that he stifles once GTAV attempts a hurricanrana. Nameless uses his strength to stop GTAV mid rotation and instead Nameless runs forward with GTAV in his clutches and throws GTAV into the side of the cage, causing him to slide down the side and fall between the ring cables and the side of the cage. Chris Crippler and Mark Storm attack Nameless at the same time, both men delivering vicious kicks to the knees, Nameless responds by showing actual signs of fatigue in the legs and he drops to one knee. Crippler lands a european uppercut and Mark Storm flies in and nails Nameless via a pele kick. Crippler steps up to Nameless and drives him to the canvas via a modified even flow ddt!
MINX: THE CRIPPLER DDT!! He hit it!
Crippler has no time to react before he is lifted off the canvas and slammed back down via a flapjack from Mark Storm. Storm transitions Crippler into a vicious ankle lock which Crippler almost taps but before he ever drops his hand to do so, GTAV appeara behind Storm and locks him in a headlock and walks backwards a few steps before drilling Storm into the canvas via a headlock driver! GTAV rises to his feet and ducks the powrful lariat from Chris Crippler and drops down and pulls the Crippler into a schoolboy, but Crippler rolls through and both mean spring up, lanidng on their feet and sizing one another up again in the center of the ring. The fans pop at the sight of these two standing off in the center of the ring.
DYNAMITE: "We've got a fifth generation star and a well respected veteran showing respect for one another at this very moment. The anticipation is giving me goosebumps.
GTAV dodges Crippler's meleé and slams him via a hip toss. Crippler makes it back to his feet quickly and connects with a Lou Thesz press on GTAV before burying him with punches. Nameless grabs Chris Crippler and uses a belly to belly suplex to slam him to the canvas, forcing all wind to leave Crippler's body as a result. Nameless, very much angered, unleashes on his opponents. He grabs Mark Storm and slams him to the canvas with a capture suplex! The big monster moves like a freight train and nails GTAV with a running body. Nameless looks at his destruction for a moment before motioning for the ref to unlock the latch.
DYNAMITE: "Nameless is about to leave the cage. The monster will become our first ever American Justice Champion!"
MINX: "You might be right."
The cage door opens and before Nameless take another step, Mark Storm and GTAV are grabbing on to his ankles trying to stop him. Nameless kicks his way to freedom and his immediately dropped by a stiff right hand from Chris Crippler. Nameless falls off his feet and backwards into the corner.
MINX: "What happened?:
DYNAMITE: "I'm not sure... Wait a minute!"
Chris Crippler drops a pair of brass knuckles back into his ring tights and goes back to battling with GTAV and Mark Storm. The cage door is latched shut once again and GTAV hits Storm with an echoing enziguri before Chris Crippler arrives and plants him via the modified evenflow ddt. Chris Crippler stays on a tear and locks up with Mark Storm immediately after and takes him down using a dragon screw. Chris Crippler attempts a dragon sleeper but Mark Storm wiggles to freedom and transitions Crippler into triangle choke. The crowd pops heavily.
MINX: "Oh he's got Chris Crippler locked in a triangle choke!"
DYANMITE: "I thought I would never see that."
Mark Storm applies pressure and Chris Crippler falls down to both knees and is gasping for air. GTAV flies in and hits Mark Storm with a barrage of multiple elbow drops until he releases the choke on Chris Crippler. GTAV takes a moment to back in the glory and do ten push ups before demanding that the door be opened. Once opened, he passes through the valley of fallen of opponents and Nameless rises immediately and grabs GTAV and throws him into the cage. GTAV clings onto the side and instead starts trying to climb the cage. Nameless slows him down by grabbing his foot and the two men have a battle of wills. GTAV is pulled from the Cage but GTAV uses his momentum to wrap his legs around Nameless' head and executes a frankensteiner. The crowd pops. Mark Storm sends Mark Storm into the ropes via an irish whip and doubles over. GTAV hits a sunset flip, but Mark Storm rolls through, leaps up, and connects with a quick knee to the face of GTAV. Storm sees an opportunity and heads for the door but is stopped by Chris Crippler who battles with heavy punches. Storm swings back and Crippler ducks before grabbing hold of Storm and slamming him via a german suplex. Chris Crippler turns his attention to GTAV and GTAV kicks him in the stomach before lifting him off the canvas with a delayed northern lights suplex. The delay seems to stall him a bit as Crippler fights back and lands on his feet before turning GTAV around and locking him into a dragon sleeper!
MINX: "THE CRIPPLERS NIGHTMARE!"
Nameles clubs Crippler across the back of the head and Crippler releases GTAV before stumbling away from Nameless. Mark Storm charges toward Nameless and Nameless catches him just in time to slam him to the canvas via a sidewalk slam! Nameless makes it to his feet and is greeted by Chris Crippler and the brass knuckles, but Nameless uses his size and strength and lifts Crippler off the mat and slams him down via a spinning spinbuster. Nameless makes it to his feet once again and notices GTAV trying to climb the side of the cage. Nameless grabs Mark Storm off the mat and launches him across the ring and Storm smacks into GTAV, forcing both men to come tumbling down.
DYNAMITE: "This man is seriously a mystery, and he's about to walk out our American Justice, champion."
Nameless approaches door and the ref opens it up. The crowd pops as
Claus hops the guard rail with a big red bag over his shoulder. Nameless sticks his neck out, between the ropes and gets smacked in the head with the big red bag. Glass is heard shattering and some of it rips through the bag. Nameless falls backwards into the cage and all four men are left lying in the ring rolling around in their own private hell.MINX: WHO IS THAT?! WHAT WAS IN THAT BAG?
DYNAMITE: "It's
Claus silly.MINX: "Hell no it's not. I think that was a bag full of wine bottles."
DYNAMITE: "No wonder Nameless doens't know his past, he keeps taking shots to the head!"
Claus shuts the cage door shut and latches it clothes before removing his beard and hat and revealing himself to be none other than Britney Anders. The boos are heavy as she basks in her decision making. MINX: "That self-centered, all about me, I just have to be seen petty bi--"
DYNAMITE: "Easy now Kelsi. Easy."
MINX: "She's putting her nose where it doesn't belong Rollins."
Britney Anders prances around ringside, laughing as she walks up the ring-steps and begins climbing the side of the cage.
DYNAMITE: "What's she got in mind?"
MINX: "We'll find out soon enough."
Chris Crippler, GTAV, and Mark Storm make it to their feet and are confused by the sight of Nameless, rocking from side to side in a attempt to regain his equilibrium. The human Jason Vorhees eventually sits up and everyone in the arena gasps. Chris Crippler is first to run up and kick the big man in the chest, forcing him back down. GTAV immeditely flies in, delivering an elbow party until he himself feels a little exhaustion. With Crippler and GTAV putting the nail in the coffin of Nameless, Mark Storm takes his first opportunity to snake his way out of the equation and he begins to climb the side of the cage.
DYNAMITE: "GTAV and Crippler haven't event noticed Mark."
MINX: "Yeah, real heroic."
DYNAMITE: "He's only following the rules. He's my hero!"
Crippler and GTAV notice Storm is climbing the cage and they start climbing as fast they can. Mark Storm reaches the top where he is greeted by Britney Anders who takes a pepper spray cannister and shakes it a few times before spraying Mark Storm directly in the eyes. Mark Storm is blinded and then kicked in the ribcage by Chris Crippler and forced to take a hard bump. The fans pop as GTAV and Chris Crippler both make their climb.
DYNAMITE: "Which one is Britney going to get this time?"
MINX: "I can't figure out why she's out here."
DYNAMITE: "Because she feels she should have been competing in this match?"
Britney freezes as she is stuck in the middle and reach either competitor fast enough. Crippler climbs over the right side, with GTAV on the left side and the fans are loosing their minds as both competitors, exhausted and hurting, try to pulls their legs over the railing at the top of the cage.
DYNAMITE: "This has been one hell of a match! Their barely hanging onto the top."
MINX: "Wait.. what is Anders doing?!"
Britney Anders walks along the top of the cage over to GTAV and she removes a can of hair spray as she does it. Upon approach she holds a lighter in front of the hair spray and a huge ball of fire shoots in the direction of GTAV. GTAV does his best attempt at dodging the flames while keeping his grip. Meanwhile on the other side of the cage, Mark Storm has a handful of Chris Crippler's hair and is throwing punches and trying to pull Crippler back to the other side of the cage. The two lock up just as Nameless rises to his feet and realizes what is going on. He hurries to climb the cage and the big man can move like a small man at that.
MINX: "OH MY GOODNESS! When did Nameless get up?!"
Nameless stands tall on the very top of the cage staring at Anders who can feel the presence of Nameless behind her. Meanwhile on the opposite side Mark Storm and Chris Crippler have embraced each other in a grapple and the outcome can only go one of two ways. Mark Storm gets the better of the two and the two fall from the cage with Storm executing a serious superplex from sixteen feet up in the air. The fans pop at the sight of Storm and Crippler bouncing off the canvas like road kill on a highway.
DYNAMITE: "Holy sh--"
GWD FANS: "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD!...GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD!...GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD!...GWD!...GWD!..."
With Storm and Crippler regretting life on the canvas, Nameless has brought GTAV from the side of the cage to the top along side Britney Anders and he has both of them by the throat. GTAV tries to fight back and Nameless releases his grip on Anders to focus on GTAV. Nameless lifts GTAV up for a chokeslam and at the samw time, Anders does the hair spray lighter thing and it flashes in front of Nameless' face, blinding him for a brief moment and causing Nameless and GTAV to both come crashing down to the canvas!
GWD FANS: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHT! SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD!...GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD!...GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD! GWD!...GWD!...GWD!...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...HOLY SHT!
As the fans loose their marbles Britney Anders climbs down the cage slowly and begins walking up the aisle, away from ringside.
MINX: She may be terrified after her near death experience with Nameless.
DYNAMITE: "They ALL just had near death experiences with one another! This is insane!"
MINX: "The Los Angeles crowd has completely lost it!"
Mark Storm army crawl across the ring toward the door as the other three men begin to stir. The door swings open and the determination can be seen in Storm's eyes and he starts to rise off the canvas just as Nameless sits up. Mark Storm reaches the cage door and is grabbed by Nameless at the last second and Nameless slams Storm to the canvas with a german suplex!
DYNAMITE: The Monster is going to do it!
Nameless approaches the cage door and the ref opens it. Nameless leans out and just as he does, Sammy Duke, the fan, leaps the guard rail and shoves the ref to the side before slamming the door into Nameless' faceless with full force! The fans cheer Sammy on for retaliating but Security rushes to ringside immediately and grabs hold of Sammy to the disapproval of the GWD Fans.
GWD FAN: "BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!...BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!..."
DYNAMITE: "I don't believe it!"
MINX: "Why would he get involved in this match?"
DYNAMITE: "Because Nameless disrespected him earlier!"
MINX: "But still... he's the guy who has terrorized Britney Anders on twitter and tonight he trolled Nameless."
DYNAMITE: "I think he trolled the whole show."
With Nameless down, GTAV still down and possibly injured and Chris Crippler climbing to his feet while Mark Storm is beginning to stir a bit in the corner, the fans begin doing a wave and that's the first thing Chris Crippler sees. He shakes off the cobb webbs and takes a moment to approach Mark Storm in the corner and start to deliver a few vicious stomps before guiding him to his feet and delivering a good beating with the forearms and fists. Chris Crippler sends Mark Storm to the opposite turnbuckle and Mark Storm instead dropkicks the door to the cage and it swings open with force, knocking Ace Puerto Rico back into the guard rail. Crippler chases after Mark Storm in disbelief as Storm slips out of the ring at the last second and falls to the floor just as Crippler approaches.
DING! DING! DING!
LYOTO SILVA: You winner....and the NEWWWW GLOBAL WRESTLING DIVISION AMERICAN JUSTICE CHAMPION...YOUR HERO AND MINE...MARK STORM!"
MINX: I don't believe it!
DYNAMITE: It was so close!
Mark Storm back pedals up the aisle with a grin on his face and the American Justice Championship in his grasps. Chris Crippler kicks the ring ropes out of anger before exiting the ring and leaving GTAV alone with the Nameless.... uh, monster. The crowd gasps as Nameless sits up and sees GTAV still clenching his abdomen in pain.
END OF SHOW.
MINX: I don't believe it!
DYNAMITE: It was so close!
Mark Storm back pedals up the aisle with a grin on his face and the American Justice Championship in his grasps. Chris Crippler kicks the ring ropes out of anger before exiting the ring and leaving GTAV alone with the Nameless.... uh, monster. The crowd gasps as Nameless sits up and sees GTAV still clenching his abdomen in pain.
Backstage in the parking garage Security members force Sammy Duke down a hallway and yes he is kicking and resisting, but not so much screaming as they approach the cop car. The door swings open and Ethan Roerich's large stretch H2 Limo pulls up and stops adjacent to the parked police cruiser.
ETHAN ROERICH: Gentlemen, it would appear, by the actions of the fans that Mr. Sammy Duke is quite a hot commodity and no charges should be pressed. Let him go... he's a good kid. Aren't you?
Sammy adjusts his clothing before responding.
SAMMY DUKE: Yes sir.
ETHAN ROERICH: Good. He'll be fine gentlemen.
The Security members leave and the cops in their cruiser and drive away leaving Sammy alone with Mr. Roerich.
ETHAN ROERICH: Good news Sammy..
Ethan grins.
ETHAN ROERICH: Come on, hop in the back seat next to me. I want to speak with you.
Sammy steps closer to the vehicle and the cameras fade to black.
END OF SHOW.
