FMW CATALYST RESULTS!

”Isolation” by Alter Bridge opens the long-awaited Catalyst PPV to a breath-taking round of pyro that goes off all across the arena!

Stone: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, you’re with us here LIVE at Catalyst! We finally made it here tonight right here at the United Center in the Windy City, Chicago, Illinois! My name is Stone, and along side me is my partner, the ever-indefatigable Boss Foxx!

Foxx: It’s great to be back, even if only for one night! Holla if you miss us, FMW!

Stone: I hear it loud from here, Foxx! Anyway, tonight is the night where the cycle-long FMW Games reaches its much-awaited culmination, in our main event – the brutal and chaotic War Games!


Foxx: It’s going to be a career-shortener for all fifteen men involved, that’s for sure, but it’s all to prove which division in FMW is head and shoulders above the rest.

Stone: No doubt about that, Foxx, no doubt about that. Only one division will be left standing by the end of the night, and that division will have earned the honor and distinction as the best division in FMW.

Foxx: It could go many ways right now! Corruption may be at the top of the FMW Games leaderboard, but whoever wins War Games may turn the tables.

Stone: That’s also right, Foxx. But speaking of being the best in the land, it’s not just only in the FMW Games and the War Games. We’ve also got a FMW World Heavyweight Championship match contested between three men!


Stone: Our World Heavyweight Champion TyranT will defend his title against Skyler Striker and John “Doc” Derrick, and these three men all have their fates intertwined!

Foxx: “Fate” couldn’t get any more closer to it, Stone! Two things tie them all together: that championship, and TyranT’s daughter, Faith!

Stone: Those are indeed the common denominators between the three men, but the championship is the greatest one at play! Will tonight be the night TyranT finally releases his, well, tyrannical clutch on that belt, or will evil reign for another day?

Foxx: Personally, I’d bet on evil!

Stone: That’s not the only championship match tonight, as we’ve also got another title match scheduled! The recently reinstated FMW Light Heavyweight Championship, held by rookie Leviticus, will be challenged for by the newest associate of the returning St. Michael Dreamkiller… Lady!


Foxx: I don’t really know why this is relevant, Stone.

Stone: A championship is a championship, Foxx, and this is how we build prestige!

Foxx: Uh-huh.

Stone: And that’s not the only showcase we have tonight, because we’ve also got the 4th Gold Card Gauntlet scheduled for tonight!


Foxx: That Gold Card is like a hot potato, isn’t it?

Stone: It just keeps on changing hands, and now six men from across FMW will go against each other to try and earn the chance for any title shot of their choice!

Foxx: Yes indeed. The Gold Card Gauntlet has almost never failed to create stars, and no doubt whoever wins this one will be on his way to the top.

Stone: Definitely no doubt about that, Foxx. Also, most of these matchups are also FMW Games matchups, so the scoring continues until the very last minute of this show! It’s still anyone’s ballgame!

Foxx: These idiots are gonna murder each other out there tonight.

Stone: I’m glad you mentioned “murder”, because our first match of the evening is a No Holds Barred match between two Distortion superstars!

Foxx: Oh god… do we really have to?

Stone: Take it away, Sheila!

Ella vader: Ladies and gentlemen, the first match of the evening is scheduled for one fall, and it is a No Holds Barred match! Introducing first!

”It’s a Jungle Out There” by Burkhard Dallwitz opens the first match as Mark Johansson comes out to a chorus of cheers from the crowd.

Ella vader: …from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing two hundred and twenty-five pounds, he is… MARK… JOHANSSON!!!

Stone: This match came about on Distortion after Mark Johansson figured that he’d just about had it up to here with Cactus Sam.

Foxx: Cactus Sam is a real annoying son of a bitch, I’ll give you that, so I don’t blame Johansson at all.

Stone: The match-up is a no holds barred match because that’s where Sam is most comfortable, and Mark has no problems playing by Sam’s rules.

Foxx: That may be the biggest mistake he’s ever going to make this evening…

Stone: We’ll see.

Mark’s song is quickly replaced by ”Psychosocial” by SlipKnot as Cactus Sam comes out to boos.

Ella vader: …And his opponent, from Birmingham, England, weighing two hundred and fifteen pounds, he is one half of the Cancer… CACTUS… SAM!!!

Stone: Cactus Sam looking his typical, apathetic self this evening. Strange for a man who’s walking down to his last match for FMW.

Foxx: There’s a man who either doesn’t give a damn what night it is or just takes very great pleasure in hurting you, or both. Mark Johansson doesn’t know what he just got himself into tonight.

Stone: Perhaps, but Mark Johansson is more than capable of going toe-to-toe with Cactus Sam.

Foxx: We’ll see, but I don’t like his chances. Sam’s going to leave the United Center fighting.

Sam climbs into the ring. He goes to a corner, taunting Mark. The ref checks them both and then quickly calls for the bell.

Stone: There's the bell, and here we go. Sam and Johansson meet in the center of the ring...Johansson moves in for a collar-and-elbow, but Sam goes underneath and bulls into him! He drives Mark back into the corner and pins him there, and now he's tearing into him with those closed fists!

Foxx: Sam grabs his arm...pulls him outta the corner, and BLASTS him! Jesus, what a clothesline!

Stone: Sam's all about that smashmouth, brawling style of combat; if Mark Johansson hopes to even stand a chance in this matchup, he'll have to avoid letting Sam pin him down and pummel him.

Foxx: Well, so far, he's not doing a very good job of that - look, Sam's mounted him and's just FEEDING him those right hands! Guess he doesn't wanna get his shit rocked in his last match back, huh?

The crowd actually seems to be getting behind Sam somewhat as he gets to his feet. He looks around briefly and then rolls under the bottom rope and ducks under the ring, looking for something.

Foxx: All right, here we go! There WILL be blood, ladies and gentlemen!

Stone: Nice. At any rate...yeesh, seems kinda early for a barbed-wire baseball bat, don't you think?

Foxx: Sam seems to think so, seeing as he's tossed it to the side. Boy, just LOOK at all that crap he's pulling out from beneath the ring! A steel chair...brass knucks...

Stone: ...okay, a table?! Seriously?!

Foxx: Sure, why not?

Stone: It just seems a bit excessive, if you ask--WHOA! Mark Johansson, going airborne from out of NOWHERE, takes Cactus Sam down with a no-hands suicide dive! Now he's surveying all the weapons that Sam's pulled out...oh my God, he's going for the barbed-wire bat!

Foxx: C'mon, don't do this to the guy! It's his last match!

Stone: Mark Johansson, looking to ruin Cactus Sam...he pulls back to swing, but Sam catches him in the gut! Cactus Sam, the wily veteran, caught Mark Johansson in the gut with a shot from those brass knuckles!

Johansson doubles over, dropping the bat and clutching his stomach in pain. Sam stands fully upright, taking a hold of Mark's closely-cropped hair and connecting with another brass knuckle shot right between the eyes!

Foxx: And Johansson drops like a rock! Is he...?

Stone: ...he is! Mark Johansson is bleeding, folks, and bleeding hard!

Sam drags an out-of-it Johansson to his feet and rolls him into the ring. He then takes hold of the chair and bat and follows after, dropping the bat and measuring Mark as he struggles to his feet, examining the open wound on his head.

Foxx: Boy, if he thinks he's bleeding NOW...don't turn around, Mark, you aren't gonna like the view!

Stone: Mark turns, Sam swings, and Mark ducks it and goes running! He's trying really hard to turn this back into a standard wrestling match, and takes Sam down with a running shoulder block! Sam drops the chair but is quick back to his feet as Mark hits the ropes again, this time connecting with a clothesline on Sam!

Foxx: 'Bout time he got some momentum going.

Stone: Johansson measuring Sam, and he delivers a nasty chop block to the back of the knee! He's looking for the Crackdown!

Mark hits the ropes and rebounds towards Sam; however, the latter takes hold of the dropped steel chair as Johansson charges and...

BAM

Crowd: OHHHHH!!

Stone: My GOD! Cactus Sam goes for the home-run swing and gets EVERY SINGLE BIT of it! Mark Johansson appears to be out on his feet! He starts to lean backwards, falling into the ropes and actually bouncing back towards Sam...

Foxx: ...who blasts him again for good measure! If he wasn't unconscious before, he sure as hell is now!

Stone: And Sam shoots the half! One! Two! Three! It's over!

Ella vader: AND HERE IS YOUR WINNER...CACTUS SAM!!!

Cactus Sam (6.3 APS + 1.7 vote = 8.0 total)
Mark Johansson (0 APS + 0.6 vote = 0.6 total)

Stone: Cactus Sam, reaffirming his dominance in the field of hardcore wrestling!

Foxx: It was an impressive send-off, that much is for sure; these fans even seem to be okay with it now.

Sam gets a mixed reaction as he leaves the ring and backs up the ramp; a chant of his name even starts up and works its way around the arena. Upon reaching the top of the ramp, however, Sam dispels any and all positive reactions he may have been getting by giving the audience stereo middle fingers.

Stone: Typical Cactus Sam.

Foxx: Heh. Always the same. Love this guy!

Stone: Of course you would.

The Radical Chris Austin marches through the hallways with a purpose. He turns a corner to find the Commissioner of Full Metal Wrestling, The Honorable Christian G. Smitten, standing there, his head bowed reading the contents of a folder.

Austin: There you are, slimeball! I need to talk to you!

Smitten: Not now Christopher. Go amuse yourself. I hear they have new toys in the gym here.

Austin: Smitten, I need to discuss how I’ve been booked in the lead up to Catalyst. If this continues heading into Ultimatum...

Smitten: Christ Almighty Chris! Can you not see I have more important things to worry about here?!?! I told you to go amuse yourself.

Austin: Oh, come on Smitten, you have the easiest job in the world. All you do is sit on your ass and pretend to be important.

Smitten: Austin, for your information, I’m taking care of vital business for the success of this Pay-Per-View. I need to select the perfect menu of pizzas for the board of directors to enjoy while they watch the pay-per-view.

Chris Austin looks slightly confused. He takes the folder from Smitten, only to notice it’s full of Pizza menus.

Austin: Why not...

Smitten: I don’t need your advice, I’ve chosen most of them. The theme is a fiesta of meat. I’ve ordered a number of my signature pizza.

Austin: Can I ask what that is?

Smitten: Barbeque Sauce, Cheeze, lots of it, fried peperoni, bacon, beef, more bacon, more cheese, topped off with oregano and chilli.

Austin: That’s a worthy pizza Smitten.

Smitten: What are you getting at? It’s more than worthy, it’s a champions pizza!

Austin: That’s not a champions pizza. A champions pizza has Grilled Chicken, Bacon, Extra Cheese, BBQ Sauce with Occasional other BBQ-esque meats

Smitten shudders for a moment from the deliciousness of Austin’s pizza. He shakes his head, and turns to Austin.

Smitten: You Swine! How dare you declare that something of that... that... horror is on the level of my Championship Pizza. It’s preposterous!

Austin: What ever. I’ll try your pizza Smitten, and I’ll be back to have a heart to heart later.

Austin walks off, leaving Smitten all himself. He takes out his phone and dials a number.

Smitten: What an utter incompetent fool. How dare he assume his pizza is anywhere on the level of mine. What inbred hicks and I managing here that think they have the right to come up and address me like that. I thought I made my point strongly that the faecal matter of this company are not... Hi Tony, this Christian here. I have a pizza I’d like to add to my order. Can I have an additional 10 pizzas, topped with Grilled Chicken, Bacon, Extra Cheese, BBQ Sauce...

Cut to a random generic winding hallway in the locker room. Ace reporter Action Jackson is swaggering down an off-white hallway, holding his trusty microphone in hand, apparently looking for someone. He’s wearing a Full Metal Wrestling polo shirt that proudly displays the company logo above the breast.

”Action” Jackson: We gon’ start this shit off right... it’s ya boy Action in the house tonight... we gon’ start this shit off right... Aha! There it is!

Shooting his gaze to something off-camera, Jackson runs out of the frame as his hapless cameraman struggles to follow him. The reason of his excitement is soon made clear. Jackson stands in front of a door clearly labeled “Kaoru Hanayama,” a name so large it barely fits on the door.

”Action” Jackson: Aight aight aight baby, here we go. Time to get my Mel Kiper Jr. on.

Jackson straightens his shirt and clears his throat in exaggerated fashion before knocking. An obligatory three seconds go by with no answer. “Action” gives the door a quizzical look, and knocks again. Another courtesy wait. Still nothing. Jackson knocks yet again, this time at a rude volume. Before his third rap connects, the door swings open. A man of Asian descent in a dark suit and glasses pokes his head through the frame.

”Action” Jackson: S’up, dawg, it’s ya boy Action Jackson and I’m here to get an interview with ya homeboy Kaoru Hanaya-

???: *With thick Japanese accent* He is not available for interviews at this time. Thank you and good bye.

The Asian man attempts to close the door, but Jackson manages to stick a foot on.

”Action” Jackson:Hold on there, son! Now I know you ain’t tryin’ to play me, ya ain’t tryna play Action Jackson. This door... it clearly says Kaoru Hanayama, Action Jackson can read! Action Jackson finished grade school, nigga!

Asian man: ...So?

”Action” Jackson: The Gold Card Gauntlet is next. I KNOW he’s in that locker room and I need his anime ass to give an opinion on his match...

The camera man re-situates himself directly behind “Action” Jackson, and zooms into the narrowest of spaces between the Asian man’s arm and the door. Through it, he can see a corpulent frame shadowboxing with a towel on its head. Several more men in black suits are in the locker room.

His view is rapidly obscured when the mysterious Japanese man in the doorway shoves his hand into the lens. Zooming back out, “Action” Jackson and the mystery figure in a pulling match with the door.

Asian man: Mr. Hanayama is going to win the Gold Card Gauntlet as is expected. There is no *mmph* competition for him in the match. Now if you’ll *mmph* let …GO…OF…THE…DOOR!

”Action” Jackson: NAW, MAN! I’M GETTIN’ AN INTERVIEW, MAN!

His voice rising in proportion to his effort, the Japanese man finally works the door out of Jackson’s hands and slams it shut. The cylinder is heard locking from within the room. Jackson stands there and looks at the door in frustration.

”Action” Jackson: FUCK YOU, NIGGA!

He turns to his cameraman.

”Action” Jackson: Man, let’s bounce. You want some Hot Pockets? On me.

Stone: FMW Catalyst 2010 live and direct from Chicago, Illinois, ladies and gentlemen, and FMW would like to say “thank you” to two of our musical sponsors tonight: Alter Bridge and Linkin Park, who have provided the two official theme songs of Catalyst with their respective songs “Isolation” and the aptly-named “The Catalyst”!


Foxx: Linkin Park? Really? REALLY? How could we ever stoop so low?

Stone: Well, somebody thought it was fitting, Foxx! Anyway, Linkin Park’s album A Thousand Suns is out in stores now, while Alter Bridge’s AB III will be out in the US on November 9!

Foxx: Thank god we’re using the Alter Bridge song as our main...

Stone: Thank you for your critique, Foxx. Ladies and gentlemen if you’ve just joined us, we opened Catalyst with a rather brief match that saw Cactus Sam destroy Mark Johansson in the former’s last match in the company for the time being.

Foxx: The kid never stood a chance, Stone.

Stone: Sam proved that was definitely more savvy than Mark was.

Foxx: Oh, waaay more savvy.

Stone: Anyway, moving forward, it’s time now for our big Gold Card Gauntlet match!

Foxx: Let’s go to Ella Vader in the ring!


Ella Vader: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is the GOLD CARD GAUNTLET match! It will be contested under normal gauntlet rules, where two competitors will begin the match one on one! The winner will continue on to face the other participants of the match! The winner of the fifth and final round will win the match, 3 points for their Division in the FMW Games, and the Gold Card, which will allow them a World Championship match at a time of their choosing within the next year! Introducing first!

“The Might of Rome” by Hans Zimmer plays over the speakers and MASS Caesar walks out onto the stage with his military armour and cloak. The crowd boo him all the way to the ring although he seems to ignore them and waves to what he thinks are adoring fans.

Ella Vader: ...from Rome, Italy, weighing in at 225 pounds, he is... MASS CAESAR!!!

Stone: MASS Caesar coming in this match with a considerable amount of momentum, having defeated Apathy recently back in Corruption 11.3. If you’d recall, Foxx, Apathy is considered to be one of the favorites to win this one, but now I’d say the conventional wisdom has changed a little.

Foxx: I doubt it. Apathy is still as strong as ever. MASS Caesar is past his prime.

Stone: It could go either way, that’s definitely for sure..

Johnny Cash’s “Hurt” interrupts Caesar’s narcissistic celebrations and induces another wave of booing from the crowd. Apathy enters the stage with Allyce following shortly behind, although he enters the ring alone.

Ella Vader: And his opponent, weighing in at 287 pounds, from Odessa, Texas, the Knave of Hearts, APATHY!!!

Stone: I don’t think Apathy expected to lose to MASS Caesar at all.

Foxx: Yeah – a loss to the man across the ring from him as late as 11.3 can really hurt your momentum going in, but still, like I said, I like Apathy’s chances very much. He’s got an ace up his sleeve that puts him an edge over MASS Caesar.

Stone: And what’s that, pray tell?

Foxx: His smoking hot cousin?

Stone: I wouldn’t let him hear you say that if I were you.

Apathy climbs the ring. The referee checks on them both as they warm up for the match. The bell rings and the duo lock up in the middle of the ring.

Stone: There’s the bell, and the chase for the Gold Card is officially underway here!

Foxx: Both men vying for position here.

Stone: Apathy seems to be winning strength wise, he’s pushing Caesar back into the turnbuckle and now he’s throwing some knees into Caesar’s midsection!

Foxx: Hard Irish whip away from the corner, Caesar bounces off the opposite corner and Apathy with a clothesline!

Stone: Apathy just screaming at MASS Caesar here, stomping away violently! He’s not going to let what happened last time happen again!

Foxx: Really? Because this opening sequence of moves is just the same as their last match...

Stone: I thought I was sensing déjà vu.

Foxx: Well, this isn’t Corruption and so unfortunately Apathy won’t be able to search under the ring like last time for weaponry... or will he?

Stone: And there he goes... if he uses it like last time, he’s only going to end up disqualified!

Foxx: Very true, but from the look on Apathy’s face I think he just wants revenge for last time!

Stone: Apathy searching under the ring and what’s he going to pull out?

Foxx: He may be pulling out...

Stone: If you say ‘his penis’, I’m going to hurt you. Apathy bringing out the same trash can full of street signs amongst other dangerous objects!

Foxx: Well, if we follow the same course we did last time, Apathy is going to take a temporary advantage before MASS Caesar counters his attempted weaponry attack-

Stone: Which isn’t happening here as Apathy slides into the ring, lines it up and SLAMS MASS Caesar with that trash can lid! The referee was right in front of him and everything! Apathy succumbing to the rage here and he’s disqualified!

Ella Vader: Apathy has been DISQUALIFIED! As a result, he is now ELIMINATED!

Foxx: But he’s not done, either, he doesn’t really care about the match now, he’s going to town on Caesar’s face!

MASS Caesar tries to shield himself from Apathy’s attacks but to little avail as the much taller man wails on Caesar with the trash can lid. Blood begins seeping from Caesar’s forehead and eventually multiple referees come down and restrain Apathy, with Allyce’s screams all the more annoying to the crowd, who drown out all other sounds with boos towards Apathy.

Stone: Well, that’s one contender down, four more to go for MASS Caesar – and I don’t know how much longer he’ll be able to fight given those vicious shots to the face!

Foxx: Who’ll be next, though? So intriguing...

The referees and security try to pull Apathy off of Caesar. The broadcast quickly cuts to a room where the remaining four participants are watching the match on a monitor.

Stone: I don’t think the guys in the back know either.

The crowd cheer with anticipation, and eventually “Scars” by Papa Roach hits the arena, signalling the entrance of Christian Moore into the match. Moore sprints to the ring and the crowd cheer him the whole way down, Caesar looking more distressed with every second.

Stone: Well, there it is, Christian Moore is the third entrant into this match, and he’s wasting no time getting on MASS Caesar’s case! He slides straight into the ring and throws a flurry of punches at the mighty Roman!

Foxx: The crowd are loving this! Moore whips Caesar into the ropes, not losing any momentum!

Stone: Caesar ducks! Clothesline to Moore! What cunning!

Foxx: But Caesar is only on borrowed time here!

Stone: Caesar taking it quickly to Moore, trying to stay in the game as much as he can!

Foxx: I don’t like his chances, Apathy really did a number on Caesar’s face!

Stone: Caesar with another clothesline, Moore dodges it and counters with a quick neckbreaker!

Foxx: Ouch!

Stone: Moore with the cover! One, two, thr- no! Caesar kicks out! Caesar kicks out! What tenacity!

Foxx: But Moore is the fresher one out here, it’s an inevitability that he’s going to be the one to take out Caesar here!

Stone: Moore picks Caesar up and they brawl again, Caesar whips Moore but no, Caesar ends up getting sent to the ropes!

Foxx: Moore with the clothesline there but Caesar ducks and goes to rebound!

Stone: But Caesar returns into the waiting boot of Christian Moore, blood running down Caesar’s face! Moore signals for the finisher and he LOCKS IN THE CHRISTIAN CRIPPLER! That Crossface is locked in and Caesar may tap here!

Foxx: He’s done for now!

Stone: Caesar is trying to hold on! He’s desperately trying to hold on long enough to get to the ropes!

Foxx: No, it’s way too late for that now!

Stone: He’s losing it, he’s losing it! He’s trying his hardest!

Foxx: No, he’s gonna tap now!

Stone: ...HE DOES! MASS CAESAR TAPS! CAESAR TAPS!

Ella Vader: MASS Caesar has been ELIMINATED!

Foxx: Two fall in quick succession! MASS Caesar was too weak after Apathy demolished him and now a fully fit Christian Moore is ready to take on the next challenger! Also, what a stupid name for a finisher. Sounds like a religious mafia.

Stone: MASS Caesar gives into Moore here and the Brit stands ready for his next challenger! EMTs assist Caesar up the ramp and who will we see next?

“Torn Between Scylla and Charybdis” by Trivium hits the arena and Slegnadamus enters the stage slowly but confidently to boos from the audience. He walks to the ring with no rush, taking his time to the frustration of Moore, who is still psyched and raring.

Stone: It’s Slegna!

Foxx: Both these men faced off at Corruption 11.3 as well, with Christian Moore snatching the win there.

Stone: Will he be able to repeat the feat here! We’re three pinfalls or submissions – or disqualifications – away from having a new Gold Card holder.

Foxx: Slegna enters the ring with the referee making sure Moore doesn’t take an unfair advantage, doing his job.

Stone: I didn’t think we’d make it the whole way through without you playing the ‘biased commentator’ card.

Foxx: Slegna finally makes it to his feet and now we’re off! Christian Moore launches himself straight at his foe but Slegna ducks a threatening clothesline and Moore turns around into a thunderous dragon whip from Slegna!

Stone: Moore took that one on the cheek and now Slegna pressing the advantage, sprinting to the top rope, ready for some sort of high-flying antics!

Foxx: He can have antics; I call shenanigans.

Stone: Moore promised to make sure Slegna didn’t win the Gauntlet but at the moment it may be a promise he can’t fulfil! Slegna dives, SHOOTING STAR PRESS-

Foxx: FAILS! Crash and burn!

Stone: Christian Moore put up a knee and now Slegna feels the pain as Moore takes the advantage!

Foxx: Many great men have been felled by two knees to their torso.

Stone: Moore brings Slegna up, but he’s not keeping him up for long! Moore brings a NASTY kick to the back of Slegna’s neck and Slegna hits the mat, MOORE APPLIES THE CROSSFACE! Can he make it two in a row?

Foxx: Slegna’s struggling, his hand is in the air and he’s trying desperately to find somewhere to escape from Moore! He’s reaching for a rope but can’t find one!

Stone: Moore has turned the tables on Slegnadamus here and may advance past a second opponent!

Foxx: Slegna’s grasping and he’s close! So close to that rope and HE GRABS IT! Slegna avoids defeat but oh so narrowly! Moore is clearly frustrated but the ref forces him to release the Crippler and Slegna lives to fight another day!

Stone: Slegna to his feet, Moore is furious but Slegna grabs him from behind!

Foxx: What a comeback!

Stone: Kick to the abdomen!

Foxx: Setting up for the finisher! Slegna’s going to win this round right here and now! CHOIR OF THE MUSES CON-

Stone: COUNTERED! Moore shakes Slegna off!

Foxx: No!

Stone: Kick to the abdomen from Moore! He drags Slegna to the corner and gets in position on the top turnbuckle! He lifts Slegna, one rope at a time, and Slegna is struggling but Moore lays some fists into his back!

Foxx: This is suicide!

Stone: In Moore’s eyes it’s victory! HE LIFTS! HE NAILS IT! HE CALLS THAT ONE ‘SPIKED’! A CRADLE PILEDRIVER FROM THE TOP ROPE! GOODNIGHT SLEGNA!

Foxx: Damnit! Pinfall from Moore! One! TWO! THRE- NOOOOO!!!! THE REFEREE SEES SLEGNA’S FOOT ON THE ROPE! NO PINFALL!

Stone: Unbelievable! Slegna holds on despite taking that devastating finisher from Christian Moore! Moore is simply furious with the referee here and he’s letting him know what he thinks of him!

As Moore shouts at the referee, being extremely verbal and threatening towards the ref, Slegnadamus crawls to one knee, climbing his way back up, then slides behind Moore and pulls him backwards with a roll-up!

Foxx: SLEGNA WITH A PINFALL! ONE! TWO!

Stone: HE’S GOT THE TIGHTS! CHEATING! HE’S GOT THE TIGHTS!

Foxx: THREE! The referee couldn’t see it and Slegna takes the pinfall, moving on to the next round and eliminating Christian Moore, who can’t believe it!

Ella Vader: Christian Moore has been ELIMINATED!

Stone: That dastardly mo-

Foxx: Woah, easy now, Stone!

Stone: Look at Slegna, grinning devilishly. I hope he’s proud of himself.

Foxx: Oh, he is. And I’m proud of him too.

The ref orders Moore out of the ring and Slegna taunts him the whole way.

Stone: What an underhanded way to win! Moore walks up the ramp, absolutely infuriated, and now Slegna has only two challengers to beat before he wins the Gold Card! Who’s next?

The audience wait and cheer their lungs out when the sounds of “White Knuckles” by Alter Bridge play over the speakers. David GS sprints to the ring and Slegna looks on with a deep breath, a large challenge facing him now.

Foxx: Well, unfortunately for Slegna, his opponent is the Undefeated David GS!

Stone: And on top of that, both DGS and Slegna know that their next opponent can only be Kaoru Hanayama!

Foxx: Well, Slegna’s certainly not going to give up, that’s for sure!

Stone: Both men begin by brawling, showing their utter dislike for one another!

Foxx: Perfectly reasonable to dislike both these guys.

Stone: DGS sends Slegna bouncing to the ropes with his punches!

Foxx: Slegna looks dazed! He’s the more tired one here!

Stone: DGS manages to hit that SNAP SUPLEX right off the bat! That’s trademark DGS there, his quick-paced, energetic style often overwhelming his opponents and he’s definitely caught Slegna by surprise here!

Foxx: DGS going for the pinfall, one, two, th-

Somebody comes up to the ring from the crowd and the referee quickly takes his mind off the pinfall attempt!

Stone: It’s Butters! Slegna’s tag team partner who interfered and cost him last time has come to make amends by interfering again! Will the cheating never end?

Foxx: No, because it’s working!

Stone: The referee breaks his count to get Butters out of here, but Butters takes up his time and DGS gets up, pulls the referee aside and SPEAR THROUGH THE ROPES! Butters goes flying and takes one for the team!

Foxx: That’s the entire point, Stone!

Stone: The cheating little bastard has allowed Slegna to get to his feet and recover! Slegna waits for DGS to turn around, CHOIR OF THE MUSES! DGS may be heading for the showers too soon!

Foxx: When you have a partner, Stone, you gotta be ingenious! Don’t tell me you didn’t resort to these same tactics back in the day with SoL?

Stone: Those days are behind me, Foxx, and besides, I’m being paid to be objective here.

Foxx: Sure, whatever.

Stone: Slegna takes DGS down and here’s the pinfall, one, two, THREE- NO!!!!! He kicks out!

Foxx: Kickout from DGS!

Stone: DGS is pulled to his feet by Slegna, and he SLAMS DGS down with a SECOND Choir of the Muses! That’s game over for DGS, surely! I hate to say it, but there’s no way he’s getting up from that at all!

Foxx: Pinfall! One! Two! Three! It’s over and-

Stone: NO! Foot on the ropes from DGS! Foot on the ropes! He’s resilient, if nothing else!

Foxx: Slegna didn’t see that, and it was quite the common mistake for someone of his brainpower! Now he’s frustrated!

Stone: But he’s trying to keep his head in the game!

Foxx: Slegna tries for a third time! He lifts David GS! Positions him!

Stone: COUNTER! COUNTER FROM DGS!

Foxx: This don’t look good for Slegna...

Stone: Slegna turns around and DGS has already hit the ropes with the remains of his strength! SPEAR! SPEAR! SPEAR FROM DGS!!!!

Foxx: That might just do it!

Stone: Pinfall chanted with the crowd! ONE! TWO! THREE! DAVID GS ADVANCES AND ENDS SLEGNA’S CHEATING WAYS!!!

Ella Vader: Slegnadamus has been ELIMINATED!

Foxx: Slegna is eliminated, damnit, not even a little help from Butters could save him from the wrath of the undefeated David GS, who needs only one more pinfall to win the match and remain undefeated!

Slegna makes his way to the back, talking furiously with Butters, and the crowd boo as the music of “Take Sword Pt. 1” by RZA hits the arena. Kaoru Hanayama stands at the entrance, a physically dominating specimen.

Stone: And here it is. The last round. It all comes down to this. Either Kaoru Hanayama or David GS are going to leave Catalyst with the Gold Card in their possession!

Foxx: And you’d have to be a blind man not to guess the outcome of this match. Kaoru, the dominant species, is fresh, while DGS, the underdog, has been in there and brutalized by Slegna.

Stone: You’re right, but I’ll be damned if DGS didn’t give it his all despite the odds. It’s all for that rare opportunity.

Foxx: A World Title match including one of either of these men is an interesting match indeed, but right now we get to see these two goliaths of the ring duke it out!

Stone: It’s an odd match up; Kaoru stands three inches shorter than DGS but weighs a good seventy pounds more. On top of that, DGS must still be a little worn after having faced Slegna just previous, especially after taking two Choir of the Muses from Sleg.

Foxx: Well, Hanayama gets right to it, locking up with DGS and pushing him back into the corner, where the referee asks him to break, which Hanayama does.

Stone: But not before laying a few clubbing forearms into the chest of DGS! You can hear the reverberate throughout the arena!

Foxx: DGS steps forward, he’s clearly not going to let that beat him! The two lock up a second time but it’s the same result, Hanayama is far above DGS in terms of physical strength!

Stone: Definitely true.

Foxx: Another forearm club to DGS’ chest, and another shake-down from DGS who goes back to lock up a third time!

Stone: And Hanayama pushes him back yet again, but wait! DGS ducks out leaving Hanayama to charge chest first into the corner!

Foxx: Smart move by DGS, who takes a run-up and nails a springing clothesline jump on Hanayama as he turns around!

Stone: Hanayama stumbles from the corner, swinging neckbreaker from DGS!

Foxx: Hanayama hits the ground and DGS with an AMAZINGLY athletic standing moonsault! He hooks the leg for the pinfall!

Stone: ONE! TWO! KICKOUT from Hanayama, who has too much stamina in him to give in just yet!

Foxx: See? This isn’t looking well for DGS.

Stone: DGS on his feet quickly and Hanayama can only get to one knee before DGS has hit the rope and come back with a shining wizard! DGS looks at Hanayama and measures up a big, calculated stomp to the face of his enemy!

Foxx: Another pinfall attempt! One! Two! No! Hanayama still not giving in and he responds faster this time, holding DGS as he stands up, and there’s a HUGE standing spinebuster from the Japanese goliath of FMW! DGS holds his back in pain!

Stone: Hanayama lifting DGS quickly and he whips him into the corner, then moves back... WOW! Did you see that? What athleticism from the smaller man, who you wouldn’t expect that of!

Foxx: A CARTWHEEL into a stinger splash? Impressive indeed from Hanayama, who hoists DGS onto his shoulders and replies to the previous offensive with a KITE LIBERATOR! Signature move from Hanayama.

Stone: No pinfall attempt, though, Hanayama slides outside the ring and brings his fallen opponent with him, before positioning him ... right in front of our desk! Get out of the way!

Foxx: I’m trying to keep my microphone intact, but Hanayama has DGS hoisted up in a Last-Ride position and he NAILS DGS WITH A DELAYED FALLING POWERBOMB THROUGH OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!

Hanayama grins as he observes DGS lying amongst the wreck of the collapsed announce table. Hanayama slides back into the ring and the referee begins counting towards ten, at which point DGS will be eliminated.

Stone: Hanayama may not be as tall as Undertaker but he’s damn sure physically strong and he just destroyed DGS with that powerbomb! He could win the Gold Card here through a countout as the referee reaches four!

Foxx: Five! Six!

Stone: The referee reaches seven and DGS is managing to regain some consciousness but he must be very shaken after that and with only a few seconds left, I don’t know if he’ll make it! Eight!

Foxx: DGS is going to lose it here! I can’t believe a countout is going to do it! We reach nine and Hanayama turns, grinning at the audience, holding his arms out and staring at the roof-

Stone: THAT’S A MISTAKE, THEN! DGS IS UP AND INTO THE RING LIKE A BOLT OF LIGHTNING AND THE CROWD CHEER AS HE CROUCHES! HANAYAMA HASN’T SEEN HIM AND HE TURNS RIGHT INTO A SPEAR FROM DGS! SPEAR! SPEAR! SPEAR! WHAT AN AMAZING LAST MINUTE COMEBACK FROM DGS WHO WAS PLAYING POSSUM!

Foxx: DAMNIT! It may all be over here for Hanayama, that Spear has never failed DGS yet, he’s undefeated!

Stone: THE COVER! ONE! TWO THREE NOOOOOOOO!!!!! KICKOUT FROM KAORU HANAYAMA!

Foxx: HAH!

Stone: UNBELIEVABLE! WHAT STRENGTH! These two are not willing at all to relinquish the opportunity!

Foxx: And who would?

Stone: Hanayama trying desperately to get to his feet, DGS struggling as well, both men crawling to opposite ends of the ring, DGS is crouching! He’s in position for another one!

Foxx: He’s really dishing these out!

Stone: Will we see a second Spear? Hanayama is up! DGS CHARGES! SPEAR-

Foxx: COUNTER! HANAYAMA MOVES AND GETS A KNEE RIGHT TO THE GUT OF DGS IN MID-CHARGE!

Stone: David GS has been neutralized!

Foxx: This may be the opening Kaoru needs!

Stone: He grabs DGS from behind! GOLIATH DRIVER! DGS HITS THE MAT! IT’S OVER! ONE! TWO! THR-KICKOUT! NOOOOOO!

Foxx: IT’S NOT OVER!

Stone: This is simply AMAZING! Hanayama CANNOT put DGS down in this match at all! DGS’ forehead is bleeding but I don’t think he knows how it happened or cares either!

Foxx: The sight of his own blood will only drive DGS forward!

Stone: Hanayama is furious!

Foxx: I don’t blame him, we all thought he had this one in the bag!

Stone: He picks up DGS again! GOLIATH DRIVER a SECOND time! Pinfall! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!!!!!!! DGS IS JUST NOT WILLING TO GIVE UP!

Foxx: THIS IS AMAZING! THE GOLD CARD IS UP FOR GRABS BUT NEITHER MAN WILL FALL! DGS to one knee, barely, Hanayama grabs him a third time! GOLIATH-

Stone: COUNTER! WITH LIGHTNING SPEED DGS NAILS THE LUSTER PURGE DDT!!!!! HE SPIKES HANAYAMA’S HEAD INTO THE MAT!

Foxx: Oh god, I never thought he could pull it off, but this might be it! This might be it, Stone!

Stone: ONE! TWO! THR-KICKOUT! KICKOUT! KICKOUT!

Foxx: Hanayama won’t go down either! DGS lifts him AGAIN! HANAYAMA IS DAZED AND DGS WITH THE LUSTER-

Stone: NO! NO! NO! HANAYAMA COUNTERS!
Foxx: I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY ANYMORE!

Stone: HE HOLDS DGS BACK AND HITS THE ROPES! GOLIATH LARIAT! GOLIATH LARIAT! DGS IS FLATTENED BY THE NASTIEST LARIAT I HAVE EVER SEEN!

Foxx: NEARLY DECAPITATED BY THE JAPANESE!

Stone: KAORU HANAYAMA PINS! ONE! TWO! THREEEEEEEE!!!!! IT’S OVER! KAORU HANAYAMA WINS!

Ella Vader: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, winning 3 points for Ammunition, and your NEW GOLD CARD HOLDER, KAORU! HANAYAAAAAAAAAAAAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

Kaoru Hanayama (8.75 APS + 1.0 vote = 9.75 total)
David GS (8.64 APS + 0.6 vote = 9.24 total)
Slegnadamus (7.9 APS + 0.8 vote = 8.7 total)
Christian Moore (6.52 APS + 0.2 vote = 6.72 total)
MASS Caesar (0 APS + 0.2 vote = 0.2 total)
Apathy (0 APS + 0.0 vote = 0 total)

Hanayama manages to lift himself to one knee, raising his hand but breathing heavily, struggling to regain his breath. DGS looks as if he is out cold.

Stone: AMAZING MATCH! What a finish! Kaoru Hanayama is the new Gold Card holder and he’s looking like a serious threat to whoever holds the World Title after Catalyst!

Foxx: David GS put up an amazing fight but Hanayama was just too resilient in the end! DGS is pinned for the first time ever but I don’t think this match has done anything but enhance his reputation!

Stone: That’s absolutely right! He defeated Slegna and then went straight into a gruelling duel with Hanayama here, but unfortunately there can only be one winner! Hanayama holds the Gold Card!

Foxx: On top of that, Hanayama also earns 3 points for Ammunition in the FMW Games! Don’t forget about those crucial points!

The scene opens up within a room somewhere backstage. The place is dark, only a desk visible, lit up only by the small lamp placed on top. The reflection of light can be seen coming from dark sunglasses from a man who is leaning back in a chair. It is hard to see who it is initially, being clad in dark clothing. A moment passes before the silhouette leans forward into the light. There is no mistaking that it is the TyranT, especially when the FMW Championship is placed down on the desk for all to see. TyranT takes a moment to push up his sunglasses, before collapsing his hands together over the title that rests before him as he looks to the camera.

TyranT: Good evenin’ FMW. This is a quick message from your champion to all of you so called.... superstars an’ those fickle fans watchin’ at home or in their seats in the audience. Catalyst has been interestin’ to say the least, always pittin’ their best wrestlers in matches that goes beyond comprehension. Last year the TyranT had to put his torch on the line for no other reason than to get some ratin’s an’ keep Rampage’s sorry ass in a job. Needless to say, that event didn’t go too well for the TyranT.

TyranT adjusts himself within his seat, pushing up his sunglasses again before clearing his throat for dramatic effect.

TyranT: Now this year, they force the TyranT, you’re champion... to face off against Skyler Striker, a man who ain’t earned a shot at mah’ gold, and John Derrick, a man who dropped off the face of the earth no more then a few months back... who also doesn’t deserve a shot at the TyranT. Ya’ see, it seems the FMW is tryna’ repeat history... they are doin’ everythin’ they can to try and overthrow the TyranT. Well guess what PunK’s... this year, is the year were TyranT wins! Ain't gonna be no more bullshit!

TyranT holds up the belt for clear view of the camera.

TyranT: This title ain’t goin’ nowhere. Ah’ want all yer’ stupid PunK’s to know that. It stays with the TyranT. All these so called... war games, all this stupid bickerin’ between these brands. What does that matter when the top man in the federation is me! Whoever wins this war, it won’t be a true victory, whether it be Corruption, Distortion or Ammunition... no one will be standin’ over John Derrick and Skyler Striker but me... no one else will be holdin’ the world title but me... the only winner tonight, will be the TyranT, ‘cause its the TyranT who holds the greatest prize of ‘em all... The FMW Championship!

Get it Straight... PunK!

TyranT leans back, drifting back into the dark with the title, before the scene fades to black.

Stone: Well, we just witnessed a brilliant Gold Card Gauntlet match that was contested right until the very end. Kaoru Hanayama won the hard-earned victory, and I guess I have to say that he very much cemented himself a place in Full Metal Wrestling as one of its fastest-rising stars.

Foxx: There’s definitely no doubt about that, Stone. That was one hell of a match. Hell, I’d even say that David GS has definitely established himself now as well. Not just Kaoru.

Stone: Agreed, partner. That match made two new stars. Three, if we really want to be generous and count Slegnadamus.

Foxx: Ehh...

Stone: Yeah, I figured. Next up is a historical match here in Full Metal Wrestling. It will be the first time in the history of FMW that a woman has competed on the main card of a pay-per-view.

Foxx: What? What about Faith?

Stone: Faith has only wrestled on Supremacy, which is only a supershow. Thus, Lady is going to get that distinction.

Foxx: ...You nerd.

Stone: Anyway, not only is Lady the first woman to compete on a pay-per-view, she’s also the first woman to compete in a title match on a pay-per-view.


Foxx: For a belt that shouldn't exist. But whatever, I'm remaining positive because I'm excited for the return of Saint Michael Dreamkiller to pay-per-view.

Stone: Despite the fact that he's completely being ignored by his monster X?

Foxx: Po-tay-to, po-tah-to. He should be reinstated as GM of Corruption, but that's my opinion.

Ella Vader: The following match is set for one fall and is for the Full Metal Light Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first...


"Creatures" by 311 hits the speakers as Lady makes her way out to the ring, accompanied by SMD and X. She whispers instructions to X as Dreamkiller mouths off at a fan, receiving a cold stare from Lady in return.

Ella Vader: From Dementia, NYC, weight unknown. She. Is. LAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDDDDYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!

Lady climbs up the steps to the ring and demands that St. Michael Dreamkiller hold the ropes open for her, which he does with an annoyed look. The trio then waits in the middle of the ring, watching for her opponent.


The music changes to "Keys To The Kingdom" by Group 1 Crew as Leviticus charges out onto the entrance ramp. The just reinstated FMW Light Heavyweight Championship is displayed proudly around his waist as he high fives fans lined up along the entrance ramp. Leviticus slides in the ring and gives a silent prayer to the skies above as Lady's entourage exits.

Ella Vader: And from Kansas City, Missouri, weighing in at 198 pounds, he is your Full Metal Light Heavyweight Champion. He is LLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVITICUS!!!!!!!!

Leviticus hands the belt off to the ref, who displays it to the crowd and then relays it on to the timekeeper.

Stone: And we're about to get the festivities underway. It should be noted that no one, out of the thousands of fans in the building tonight or the few hundred thousand fans at home watching know how much skill X's confidant Lady possess in ring.

Foxx: But for better or worse, we'll find out tonight. Someone has to walk out of Catalyst with that belt around their waist. Though my preferred option is the board revokes their decision and sends the Light Heavyweight belt back to purgatory.

Stone: Stop being such a wet blanket, this belt is the perfect stepping stone for young competitors like Leviticus.

Foxx: Yeah, that worked well for Westley McGreggor.

The bell rings as the two competitors circle each other, looking for weaknesses.

Stone: And here... we... go.

Foxx: A Dark Knight reference, -100 cool points for you. Seriously, can we all just stop with that?

Stone: You're no fun tonight. Quick collar and elbow tie-up now, but Leviticus breaks it off. He seems to be reserved about fighting a woman in this one here.

Foxx: I could give you a witty remark, but quite frankly I couldn't be arsed to do so.

Stone: Boss Foxx on color commentary, ladies and gentlemen. Lady doesn't seemed impressed by Leviticus' chivalry and pops him in the mouth with a quick elbow. A sweeping double leg takeout and now Lady's on top raining down punches onto Leviticus.

Foxx: Dude's getting beat up by a girl. That's pretty hot.

Stone: Leviticus somehow monkey flips her off of him, and now he seems less reserved. Hard leg kicks from Leviticus, and now he slips in behind her- don't even say it Foxx- and a launches a massive German Suplex on Lady. She must've landed hard on her neck there.

Foxx: We're a mature team, Stone, sex puns aren't needed. They're usually just implied, anyways.

Stone: This is true. Lady shakily getting up to her feet, and Leviticus charges and hits with a massive lariat, turning her inside out!

Foxx: Notice X and Dreamkiller on the sidelines trying to find a way to help their partner, but our ref is a wily one and he's dealt with their antics before. He's keeping at least one eye on them at all times to make sure that their presence isn't felt inside the ring.

Stone: Well, they're definitely running out of time, Leviticus just about has this match in the bag. Lady's trying to find a way up, but Leviticus beats her to the punch and has her trapped on the ground! Looking to lock in the crossface, and he... does! Lady's trapped in what he calls the 7th Sign and there's nowhere for her to go!

Foxx: With X and Dreamkiller kept in check by the referee, Lady's going to have to tap.

Stone: And she does! The first ever defense of the Light Heavyweight title is successful for the champion!

The bells rings as "Keys To The Kingdom" by Group 1 Crew plays again. Leviticus raises his arms in victory as the ref goes to retrieve his championship.

Ella Vader: Your winner and still the Full Metal Light Heavyweight Champion, LEVITICUS!

Leviticus (7.68 APS + 2.7 vote = 10.38 total)
Lady (0 APS + 0.1 vote = 0.1 total)

Foxx: Don't let the celebration start yet, here comes X!

Stone: X goes in for a clothesline with those beefy arms, but Leviticus ducks! Superkick! Leviticus hits the Tribute and X goes down! Leviticus is taunting St. Michael Dreamkiller to get into the ring, but Dreamkiller wants nothing to do with him.

As Dreamkiller backs off, the ref gets Leviticus' LHC and gives it to him. Leviticus stands over the bodies of Lady and X as he poses for the Chicago crowd with his belt high above his head.

Stone: Amazing how a lightweight like Leviticus managed to stave off the monster X!

Foxx: He got lucky. In the real world he would’ve been destroyed.

Stone: This is the real world, Foxx.

Foxx: Well, let's hope this experience has taught at least a few people about women in the workplace, trying to do a man's job.

Stone: Well, there's that, and the sexual harassment lawsuits, too.

Foxx: True that.

We go to ”Action” Jackson backstage again as he is with Skyler Striker, one of the challengers for the FMW World Heavyweight Championship.

”Action” Jackson: Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, it’s ya boy Action Jackson, yo, and this time I’m gon’ get a proper interview, because right here beside me is one of the dawgs challenging TizzyranT for the World Heavyweight title, yo, it’s the nigga errbody hates, the pill-popper, the lady-knocker, the Aussie who don’t flossie-

Skyler grabs the mic from him.

Skyler: Shut up, you fool. If all you’re going to do is insult me, I might as well knock you out.

”Action” Jackson: Aight, aight, my bad, I was just playin’ witcha, nah’mean? Aight. World Title match. Your feelings. Go.

Skyler: It’s simple, really. I’m going to walk in there, and I don’t care how big they are, or how old they are, I’m going to destroy them and I’m going to walk out as the new World Heavyweight Champion.

”Action” Jackson: Right, right, I feel that, straight to the point. What you gotta say to yo’ haters, mayne? They a lot of them.

Skyler: Haters? Heh. I don’t care about any of them, nor what they say about me. I’m going to take that negative energy and turn it all around back to them. I don’t care who gets hurt. By the end of the night, the nameplate on the title belt will read...

He makes the “picturing” gesture.

”Action” Jackson: “Skyler Striker”.

Skyler: ...Thank you, I could’ve done that myself.

”Action” Jackson: No problem, dawg.

Skyler: Is there anything else you want? I have a match to prepare for.

”Action” Jackson: Nah, man, we’re good. Thank you very much fo’ yo’ time.

Skyler addresses the camera one last time.

Skyler: Remember, FMW. This is the face of a champion.

He walks off-frame.

”Action” Jackson: Douche.

Stone: Well, that was an interesting first-ever Light Heavyweight Championship defense.

Foxx: Interestingly pointless.

Stone: It could have been a better outing indeed. But I think it’s time now, Foxx. I think this is it.

Foxx: What?

Stone: It's time.

Foxx: What? ...Is it what I think it is?

Stone: It may be... it’s time for-

Foxx: –the Unholy Matrimony!

Stone: The moment has finally come, ladies and gentlemen, where Jaro and Celeste will finally be wed here tonight. For those who don’t recall, Jaro proposed to Celeste aalll the way back in Corruption 10.2.

Foxx: God damn that was a long time ago.

Stone: Let’s view that moment again.

Foxx: All right.

Quote :

Celeste: Thank you, thank you everyone. As you know, at the end of Corruption 10.1, both Jaro and the Celt have suffered a bad fall off the top of the MetalTron.

The recap of those events elicit a mixed reaction from the crowd.

Celeste: I am glad to say that both men are successfully recuperating from the minor injuries they sustained from the fall, and they are both cleared to wrestle at Supremacy and Lethal Injection.

The crowd boos for Jaro.

Celeste: At Supremacy, Celt will be booked to challenge the winner of tonight's tournament. If Celt wins that match, he will be added to the Ultraviolent title match at Lethal Injection, making it a triple threat. If he loses, he gets no chance at the pay-per-view.

Morpheus: YAY!

Celeste: As for Jaro, he will not be book-

A video promo with an obnoxiously loud voiceover, like a movie trailer, interrupts Celeste.

WE CAN REBUILD HIM.


FASTER.


STRONGER.


SEXIER THAN EVER BEFORE.


HE IS


JASON ROY


THE SIXTY ZILLION DOLLAR MAN.

The promo ends there and Jaro comes out from the back, mic in hand, UV title on his shoulder, on crutches and wearing a tuxedo. The crowd absolutely boos him.

Boice: Oh my god, it's Jaro! He should be in a hospital bed!

Morpheus: Didn't you hear him? He's stronger and better than ever before!

Jaro: I have never felt... SO ALIVE!

Celeste is absolutely appalled and shocked at Jaro's appearance tonight.

Jaro: I think you forgot to mention, my dear Celeste, one important little piece of news that I want the whole world to know so much!

Celeste: ...What?

Jaro: Oh, come on, how could you forget? How could you ever forget to tell the entire world that you just gave birth to my darling baby boy!

The crowd goes wild at this announcement!

Boice: Oh... my... god!

Morpheus: This is awesome! A little Jaro! Jaro Junior!

Boice: The devil has a spawn! Have you ever seen Rosemary's Baby?

Morpheus: I wanna be his godfather!

Boice: I think Ethan Black beat you to the punch!

Celeste can be seen mouthing "I'm sorry", but while smiling, as the crowd is still going crazy.

Jaro: It's true, everyone, there is a Jaro Junior sleeping at home, and I wuv him sooo much! However, while that is big news, that's not the biggest bombshell I've come to drop on all of you tonight.

Boice: What, there's more?

Morpheus: Shut up, I'm listening!

Jaro drops the crutches in an amusing fashion, and gets down on one knee, a gesture that is already very cliche, causing the crowd to go wild and Celeste to cover her mouth with her hands in absolute shock. He pulls out a small velvet box and takes Celeste's hand, while trying to balance on his injured legs.

Jaro: Celeste... will you marry me?

Boice: Oh my god! Tell me he just didn't!

Morpheus: SHUT UP JACK! DON'T RUIN THE MOMENT!

The crowd is going absolutely crazy at this point, as very loud boos can be heard from them. Meanwhile, Celeste is already crying her eyes out.

Celeste: YES! YES!

Boice: NO!

Morpheus: YES!

Jaro and Celeste hug (awkwardly, as Jaro is still crippled), and Jaro raises his hand. The Jambulance comes out of the service entrance, and Jaro picks Celeste up as much as he can with an injury, and off they go to the Jambulance, as the crowd comes close to throwing trash in the ring.

Boice: NO! Celeste, how could you do this to yourself?!

Morpheus: Shut up, Jack, don't ruin the happy moment! I am so happy for the couple! I want to be Jaro's best man, but we're not that tight!

Boice: Come on, do you really think that Jaro really loves Celeste? After all the shit he's put her through?

Morpheus: Quiet, Jack, just because you've never experienced the thrill of true love before doesn't mean others can't!

Boice: THIS ISN'T TRUE LOVE!

Morpheus: LIES! If it wasn't, Celeste wouldn't have said yes!

Boice: She's blinded! Jaro's only gonna use her for some despicable plan!

Foxx: Boice is a fool. Jaro truly loves Celeste and everyone knows it.

Stone: I don’t know, I thought he had a point.

Foxx: Then you’re a fool, too, Stone. A big fool. This is true love!

Stone: My ass.

“Voodoo People (Pendulum Remix)” by The Prodigy kicks through the speakers. Dunnwood appears on the stage in a haze of green smoke, wearing garish blue and green hooded robes that brush the floor. He walks down the ramp, seemingly floating as the lights cast his religious attire in a sickly glow. He enters the ring, where a podium is waiting, and stands behind it, looking up towards the stage. A microphone is set up for him to speak into.

Dunnwood: Ladies and gentlemen, I bid you a most pleasant evening.

A cacophony of boos rains down upon him, but he forges on regardless.

Dunnwood: Yes, this is the moment we have all been waiting for. This is the moment, the moment when God smiles upon two of my closest friends as he joins them in Holy Matrimony.

Stone: You mean unholy.

Foxx: Hush, Stone, this is sacred!

Dunnwood: Let us begin the ceremony, shall we? First, I would like to welcome to the ring my friend, associate, and, most importantly, the bridegroom... Mr. Jason Roy.

“Mother” by Danzig plays as Jaro, walking with his best man... er, bird... Zuzu mk II, down the ramp towards the ring. The crowd is booing him heavily. He is wearing a wedding suit – the man, not the bird – and looks very dapper on his big day. With a rare smile, he enters the ring and awaits his bride.

Foxx: Listen to these people... showing absolute disrespect! This is a holy and sacred ritual here! Show some respect, all of you!

Stone: I’m sure they also know that this is one huge farce.

Foxx: I’m ashamed to be your broadcast partner, Stone.

Stone: Oh, you’re ashamed? How do you think I feel?

Dunnwood: How are you doing tonight, Mr. Roy?

Jaro: ...Surprisingly nervous.

Stone: That’s interesting.

Foxx: Shut up, Stone, this is a sacred sacrament of the Lord.

Stone: That was quite redundant.

Foxx: Hush!

Dunnwood: Don’t worry about it, Mr. Roy. Happens to everyone.

Jaro: Conducted ceremonies before, have you?

Dunnwood can only smile as Richard Wagner’s “Bridal Chorus” strikes up. A few members of the audience rise to their feet out of respect, but most stay steadfast at this sham. Celeste walks out onto the stage, tears shining in her eyes, a man presumably her father on her arm. Behind her, Veronica Cherrywood carries her train, green dress shimmering. Zuzu’s eyes flick back, looking as cheeky as a bird’s possibly can. She reaches the ring and Dunnwood walks over, opening the ropes to allow both women and the man to enter, then returns back to his podium, smirking at the couple.

Dunnwood: Ladies and gentlemen, if you will please be seated. We are gathered here today to bear witness to the union, as transcribed in the Holy Scriptures of the Church of Dunnwood, of Miss Celeste Rousseau and Mr Jason Roy.

The crowd boos it heavily.

Dunnwood: Marriage is, in my experience, a lot like the business we are all in. The phrase that encircles wrestling is that things can go bad in an instant, and that injuries can happen at any time. The same can also be said of a marriage. And like wrestling, we are reliant upon our partner to help keep us safe, to ensure our continued health and well-being.

Stone: Hah! Don’t make me laugh! How many times has Jaro put Celeste in danger?

Foxx: I don’t know what you’re talking about, Stone, so shut up!

Dunnwood: Today we are to unify the two titles of Rousseau and Roy into one champion bond. So, before we may continue... and I must say that this is the part I have been dreading... does anyone here today have any lawful reason as to why these two should not be marr-?

Before he can continue “Not Afraid” by Eminem makes the crowd EXPLODE. The C-4 champion Drew Michaels appears, belt around his waist and a mike in his hand. Jaro places his face into the heel of his hand.

Dunnwood: –ied.

Foxx: Oh, what is this cretin doing here? War Games is later!

Stone: Here’s Drew!

Michaels: As it happens, I do have a reason. This entire ceremony is a sham and an affront to the Lord Himself. Celeste, please, can you not see that Jaro doesn’t love you? He’s only marrying you because he wants to control you! He-

Dunnwood: Mr. Michaels. Please be silent.

Michaels: Oh no, I’m not talking to you, you twisted freak. You’re just a pawn. Jaro is the one-

Dunnwood: Shut. Up. Shu’ yer go’-fearin’ mouth Drew er I’ll shuddi’ fer ye. How fuckin’ dare ye ter come ou’ here an try t’ wreck shop? Try t’ wreck ev’rythin’ we’ve worked so ‘ard fer? Why don’ I come down there an’-

Stone: ...Wow, I just realized that he wasn’t using his accent. That was weird.

Before he can continue Celeste raises a hand, starting to speak.

Celeste: Drew. You’re one of my oldest friends in this business, so please. I love Jason with all my heart and I genuinely believe that he loves me, as I love him. If you have any respect for me then please let us continue.

Michaels: ...and you’re sure this is what you want?

Celeste: Quite sure.

Drew pauses, then sighs.

Michaels: ...Then best of luck to you, and congratulations.

Celeste: Thank you, Drew.

Jaro: Oooh, burned! That’s right, Drew, she loves me, and I love her. This wedding is HAPPENING.

Drew shakes his head, turns around and goes backstage and Dunnwood returns to the podium, becalmed.

Foxx: That’s right, get to the back!

Dunnwood: My humblest apologies for the outburst. Now then, does anyone else have any reason why these two should not-

He gets no further than that when “Cult of Personality” by Living Colour kicks in, leading to the crowd going ballistic.

Jaro: Oh you are shitting me...

But we’re not. The wizard cYnical appears on stage, grinning wildly and looking down to the ensemble. He pulls the microphone in his hand up.

Stone: It’s cYnical! cYnical! This night just doesn’t run out of surprises!

Foxx: I’m starting to get really annoyed here, I want cake already!

cYnical: Um... I’m not too late for the ceremony... right?

Outbursts of laughter start around the arena. Dunnwood motions for the former Television Champion to sit at ringside, which he promptly does.

Stone: Interesting. What does cYn have planned?

Dunnwood: Moving swiftly on. Do you, Jason, take you, Celeste, to be your lawful wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse; for richer for poorer; in sickness and in health; to love and to cherish; till death us do part, according to my holy law; and thereto you give her thy troth?

Jaro: I do.

The crowd boos very heavily.

Dunnwood: And do you, Celeste, take you, Jason, to be your lawful wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse; for richer for poorer; in sickness and in health; to love and to cherish; till death us do part, according to my holy law; and thereto you give him thy troth?

Stone: Thy what?

Foxx: SHUT UP!

Celeste: I do.

Stone: Oh god. She’s fallen for it. It’s over.

Foxx: Fallen in LOVE, yeah!

The crowd boos again, even louder than before.

Dunnwood: May I have the rings?

Zuzu: Waark. (Here.)

Dunnwood: I bless these rings, in the name of whatever deity I believe in, that these are binding these two in matrimony.

He passes the bands to either partner.

Dunnwood: Now then, if you will please repeat the vows as you know them.

Jaro: With this ring I thee wed; with my body I thee honour; and all my worldly goods with thee I share. In the name of the green, the navy and the in between.

The crowd boos again. They boo even louder as Celeste repeats the words and they place the rings on each other’s fingers.

Dunnwood: I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.

Jaro leans in and plants a light kiss on Celeste’s lips. The crowd’s boos are the loudest at this point.

Stone: We can’t save her now.

Foxx: Save her from what?

Celeste: That’s a little tame for you.

Jaro: Wait until tonight.

Stone: Oh god, I didn’t have to hear that.

Foxx: You know it’s happnin’, Stone.

Dunnwood: Now then, there are some contracts I must ask you sign; but we can do that backstage. Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your patience. If you will please rise?

The newlyweds exit, followed by Dunnwood, Zuzu and Veronica. As they leave we see one taloned leg across her shoulders.

Stone: Ladies and gentlemen... I don’t know what to say.

Foxx: Why don’t you start with “congratulations”?

Stone: What’s to congratulate?

Foxx: Uh, this very emotional and romantic wedding?

Stone: Drew Michaels should’ve stopped it while he had the chance.

Foxx: Lies, and you know it!

We cut backstage to the locker room, where we see John "Doc" Derrick preparing for the World Heavyweight Championship match. Off-frame, we hear a door closing. Doc looks up to see Faith walk in, and stands up to greet her.

Doc: Oh, hey.

Faith: ... (Hey.)

Doc: It's almost time. Listen...

Faith: ... (What?)

Doc: ...I don't want you to go out there tonight. It's... it's too dangerous. You know your father. He's just going to use you.

Faith: ... (...I know.)

Doc: So I want you to just stay back here tonight. When I win, you can come out. But until then... please, stay here.

Faith: ... (...No. I can't do that. I have to go out there. I can handle.)

Faith has a look in her eye that seethes disapproval of this instruction.

Doc: I know you don't like the idea, but please... please trust me.

Faith: ... (No. I'm sorry, John. I'm going out there, whether you like it or not.)

Doc: ...You're not gonna listen to me either way, are you.

Faith: ... (Not at all.)

Doc sighs.

Doc: This is a bad idea... but there's nothing I can do, it seems.

Faith: ... (...I'm sorry.)

Doc sits down to finish suiting up, and Faith sits down beside him.

Stone: All right, the silly stuff is out of the way. No more bullshit weddings or squashes, it’s time now for our World title match!


Foxx: Hells yeah! ...and that wedding was not bullshit, you take that back.

Stone: TyranT has held on to that championship since Death Row and withstood Romeo’s chances of taking it away from him, but now he’s got two guys to worry about!

Foxx: Two championship-caliber contenders in John “Doc” Derrick and Skyler Striker!

Stone: That’s right, Foxx, and why don’t we recall how this all began?

Quote :

“Symphony of Destruction” by Megadeth causes the crowd to come alive with booing. TyranT emerges on the main stage and walks to the ring, the World Title on his shoulders.

Chase: Well, we’ve still got to find out who the number one contender to the World Title is tonight – and I guess TyranT wants to know, too, it’ll be his opponent for Catalyst!

Sam: Yeah, pretty confident win over Romeo at Lethal Injection, although not without the help of Faith!

Chase: Well, there’s the mic, so let’s hear what he’s got to say...

TyranT brings it up to his mouth, but waits, looking around at everyone in the audience booing him at the top of their lungs.

TyranT: Ah, who said yer opinions counted anyways? Ah’m the goddamn TyranT! And ye’re all gonna have ter listen to mah opinions no matter what ye’ want! Besides, didn’t yez watch Lethal Injection? Didn’t ye’ watch me beat Romeo into a bloody pulp? No? It was pretty brutal... after all his talk, he still couldn’t hack it! He was just a no-name PUNK like everyone else!

Chase: That’s hardly fair, Romeo put up a good fight in that match...

Sam: Results are results, though. TyranT’s still Champ.

TyranT: Look, ah’ve heard some of ye’ think that ah needed mah daughter’s help ter win that match. Well, lemme tell ye now – tha’s bullshit! Ah don’t need no-one’s help ter be the World Champion, an’ Romeo knows it – that’s why he ain’t gettin another shot! He’s goin’ ter the back of the line like everyone else who lost ter me!

Chase: Why doesn’t he let Faith come out and present her case, then?

Sam: Because she can’t talk, moron.

TyranT: Regardless, Faith ain’t here tonight. She’s prevented from appearing – daddy’s orders. So yer can get it out of yer heads that she’s the next contender!

The crowd boo, wanting to see Faith take the title she rightfully deserves from her father.

TyranT: But rumour has it that we’re gonna find out mah new number one contender here tonight. The man who’s gonna face me at Catalyst. Ah came out here to say it doesn’t matter who they put in front of me. Ah’ve beaten everyone in this company. Ah threw twenty nine men off of Mount Vesuvius! Ah outlasted five other men inside the Elimination Chamber! Ah returned to the ring an’ won the belt in mah first match back! Ah destroyed every contender in front of me! Yer can keep yer’ Ethan Blacks an’ yer Drew Michaels, yer’ Eric Scorpios an’ yer Commissioner Smittens. It doesn’t matter WHO it is, ah can beat them all! So ah want the new number one contender out here now! Ah now yer’ supposed ter come out an’ announce yerself, it said so on the run-sheet, so come out here righ’ now and face me so ah can show yer-

“Mess of Me” by Switchfoot hits the arena and the crowd are on their feet in a mixture of cheers and boos as Skyler Striker emerges from backstage, a microphone in hand. TyranT has a grin on his face, but Striker is confident as ever.

Striker: Geez, you’re really in a talkative mood tonight, Ty. I figured I might as well come out and shut you up – you don’t have to worry about your new contender. He’s standing right in front of you!

Chase: NO WAY! SKYLER STRIKER is the new Number One Contender to the World Title?

Sam: Oh, goody... the druggie against the redneck.

TyranT: Ye? Yer the new contender ter mah World Championship?

Striker: That’s right, Ty. Me. The Commissioner of Full Metal Wrestling has recognized ME as the new #1 contender to your World Championship at Catalyst!

***

Celeste: You’ll have to postpone this verbal war for later. You’re both forgetting a very important detail. During this cycle of shows leading to Catalyst, we’re running the FMW Games tournament. When we make it to Catalyst itself, almost every match will feature Ammunition vs. Corruption vs. Distortion, giving each brand an equal chance to win the tournament. And the World Title match will be no different!

TyranT: What are ye’ talkin’ about?

Celeste: Well, TyranT, you’ll be representing Corruption in the World Title match. Skyler Striker, the announced #1 contender, will be representing Distortion. But Ammunition is still missing a superstar to enter into the match!

The crowd cheer loudly again and Celeste continues.

Celeste: Earlier tonight, I requested that Ammunition’s draft pick would be withheld until the end of the broadcast. And now is the perfect time to introduce him to everyone! So, ladies and gentlemen! Allow me to introduce the newest member of the Ammunition division and the second number one contender to the FMW World Championship!

Crowd: THREE!

TWO!

ONE!!!

There is more silence...

Chase: WHO IS IT?

Sam: THE SUSPENSE IS KILLING ME!

“I’m your huckleberry...”

Chase: NO FUCKING WAY!

Sam: IT CAN’T BE! IT JUST CAN’T! NO FUCKING WAY!

“ Gimme Shelter” by the Rolling Stones plays over the speakers to a MASSIVE roar from the crowd. Spotlights focus on the entrance ramp, where JOHN “DOC” DERRICK appears to a roof-raising ovation!

Chase: IT’S JOHN DERRICK! JOHN “DOC” DERRICK IS THE OTHER NUMBER ONE CONTENDER TO THE WORLD TITLE!

Sam: TYRANT AGAINST STRIKER AGAINST DERRICK! IT’S EVERY SMARK’S DREAM!

Chase: IT’S A HUGE COMEBACK! JOHN DERRICK STANDS AGAINST THE MAN WHO TOOK HIM OUT OF THIS COMPANY AND THE WORLD CHAMPION!

Sam: Holy SHIT! THIS IS INCREDIBLE!

TyranT stands up to Derrick, holding up his World Title and asking ‘who the hell do you think you are?’. Derrick smiles at him, and then smashes his half-full beer bottle on TyranT’s head, bringing the Champion down to the mat!

Chase: HERE WE GO! DERRICK TAKES TYRANT DOWN!

Sam: LOOK AT THE WESTERN STANDOFF RIGHT HERE!

Skyler Striker faces off against Derrick, and after a moment for the crowd to cheer their voices out, he offers his hand to Derrick, which causes more boos from the audience.

Chase: DON’T DO IT!

Sam: WILL HE TAKE IT?!

Derrick looks at Skyler’s hand, then at Skyler, then back at his hand. Skyler looks at him questioningly, as if to say ‘why aren’t you taking it?’, but after a moment Derrick takes Skyler’s hand and shakes it.

Chase: ARE THEY ON THE SAME PAGE? I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! SKYLER’S SMILING!

Sam: NO! HE STEPS BACK AND HE’S GOING TO SUPERKICK DERRICK!

Chase: DERRICK DUCKS! JOHN DERRICK DUCKS A SKYLER STRIKER SUPERKICK AND HE HOOKS SKYLER, THERE’S WHISKEY BLACKOUT NUMBER SEVEN! JOHN DERRICK TAKE STRIKER OUT AND KICKS HIM OUT OF THE RING! JOHN DERRICK IS THE LAST MAN STANDING HERE TONIGHT!

Stone: Now I wonder if Doc really will be the last man standing here tonight.

Foxx: Knowing him... it could go either way.

Stone: There are three men here, and their chances are at 33.33 dot dot dot percent.

Foxx: Ah, but you’re forgetting someone, Stone. Faith is going to be involved here. That divvies it up to a clean 25 percent for the three competitors, and a 25 percent gone from the equation because Faith isn’t really involved.

Stone: Interesting equation... or maybe you can add Faith’s 25 to Doc’s.

Foxx: Ooh, I agree. That could be a situation.

Stone: But that is, if Faith will actually get involved.

Foxx: Please, when hasn’t she gotten involved? Why do you think her dad’s still the champ? For all we know, we could’ve been seeing Romeo here in this match instead of TyranT.

Stone: We’ll see. Let’s take it to the match.

Ella vader: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a TRIPLE THREAT match worth FIVE points in the FMW GAMES, and it is for the FMW CHAMPIONSHIP!



which follows a guitar riff, fittingly signals “Mess of Me” by Switchfoot the entrance theme of Skyler Striker. He comes out, eyes filled with focus and a face that seems feel as if things are in hand. He smirks as he rubs his abs, where the center plate of championship may very well soon reside.

Ella vader: Introducing the first challenger, from Perth, Austraila weighing 210 pounds, representing Distortion…SKYYYLER STRIIIIKER!!!

Stone: Here he comes, the self-proclaimed chosen one of Full Metal Wrestling. He has to be on his A-game tonight if his boisterous claims will come true.

Foxx: Half of winning is believing you will. The man’s eyes lack doubt if you ask me. I think he’s ready to become FMW’s first Triple Crown Champion, yes, before your beloved Drew. People don’t like him because he may be an asshole, but you know, nice guys almost always finish last in this place.

Stone: What does Drew have to do with this match, exactly?

Foxx: Nothing, yet it is mandated I mention his name when a career achievement is involved since he’s like the end all be all.

Stone: You know, the detractors of Drew are just as worse as the blind supporters.

Ella vader: And the second challenger, weighing in at 245 pounds, from Tombstone, Arizona, JOHN ‘DOC’ DERRIIIICK!!!

“I’m your Huckleberry…”

“Gimmie Shelter” by The Rolling Stones hits the speakers as the crowd erupts. Doc is spotted making his way down a stairway in the crowd confidently. He exhales as Skyler loosens up in the ring. Doc motions to where he emerged and out comes the lethally stoic raven-haired beauty that is Faith McKenzie. Doc holds her hand as they make their way to the ring. Faith says nothing, only staring a hole into her former mentor as Doc removes his Stetson hat and leather coat upon hopping the security barrier and entering the ring.

Stone: Honestly he’s my pick for this one. When he’s on, there’s not one person who can stand toe to toe and come out on top.

Foxx: So he hasn’t been ‘on’ in almost two years. I’m sticking with Skyler, pal.

Ella vader: And their opponent, weighing in at 315 pounds and from Marietta, Georgia, he is the FMW WORLD CHAMPION… TYYYRANT!


And now the top dog enters, as straight-forward and business-like as usual. “Symphony of Destruction” by Megadeth marks TyranT’s entrance, nightstick in one hand, title on his opposite shoulder. He twirls his nightstick but he stops in his tracks as he eyes Faith in the corner of Doc. TyranT removes his sunglasses and a look of bewildered fury begins to fill his corpulent face. He continues to the ring, glancing at both Doc and Skyler and tapping the center plate of his championship.


Stone: There’s the champion, and while a lot of people have criticized his work schedule…

Foxx: Only Drew has.

Stone: Anyway, it can’t be denied that the man is as dominant as they come.

Skyler doesn’t even wait, delivering a baseball slide dropkick to TyranT’s torso as he climbed onto the ring apron. The bell rings as Skyler is quick to press the action.

Foxx: And we’re off!

Stone: Skyler firing forearms to the champion as the ref removes the belt from the premises, he’s gonna have to put some pepper behind those shots if he wants to focus on the body of TyranT!

Foxx: I doubt it, TyranT has historically had Skyler’s number, but TyranT’s heart issues screams for Skyler to up the pace because TyranT cannot win a stick and move contest, he’s incapable of it.

Stone: And now Doc joins the party with a huge boot to the mush of Skyler! Doc is all over TyranT now, ramming him back first into the apron before tossing him into the ring.

Foxx: TyranT is up but Doc strikes with a jumping forearm!

Stone: Doc tries to keep up the onslaught, but TyranT is firing back with those haymakers and strong uppercuts!

TyranT whips Doc into the ropes and lifts for a slam, but Doc lands on his feet. He tries to lift for a German Suplex but TyranT’s resistance and sheer size prevents it for now. A sharp elbow from the champion breaks the hold as Skyler gets to the apron and crouches, waiting for his shot. As TyranT turns his back to focus on Doc, Skyler leaps and springboards into a Danielson-esque dropkick to the upper back of TyranT, sending him tumbling down!

Stone: Skyler is interjecting himself now, he’s after Doc and he NAILS him with a solid Roundhouse to the ribs. He follows up with a Swinging Neckbreaker but only gets a one and a half count.

Foxx: It’s either one or two, don’t have to be so technical about it.

Stone: OK, how’s about I just hit you in the face.

Foxx: That’s what’s wrong with your kind, refuse to talk things out!

Stone: MY kind? What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Foxx: ...Nuffink.

Stone glares as Skyler tries to apply a Naciente lock to Doc. Doc wriggles out and wipes out a charging Skyler with a Lariat. Skyler looks dazed but Doc cannot take advantage thanks to TyranT throwing Doc face-first into the middle turnbuckle. TyranT stalks Skyler now and as Skyler gets to his feet, TyranT grabs Skyler, hoists him up on his shoulders and delivers a Canadian Backbreaker Rack Drop, glaring at Faith the whole time.

Stone: He’s already softening up for the TyranT Slam probably, but I can’t help but think that maybe Faith being out here does more harm than good for TyranT.

Foxx: Really? I mean, to be a womanizer Doc sure picks a bad time to get smitten with these chicks. Remember Lethal Injection and how that girl cost him the belt against Commissioner Smitten?

Stone: TyranT with the cover, but Skyler gets out just before two. TyranT with a hard stomp to Skyler’s chest, he runs to the ropes and drops the leg!

Foxx: Hogan would be proud…

As TyranT kneels to survey his damage, he is mollywhopped by Doc’s ‘Pistol Whip’ Diving Lariat! TyranT tries to regain his bearings as Doc motions for the crowd to get excited. TyranT pulls himself up and is amazingly German Suplexed over Doc’s head, with the brunt of the impact on his upper back and neck! TyranT rolls out of the ring as a result as Faith cringes a little, it is her dad after all.

Stone: Doc is starting to take control here but Skyler shoots a Schoolboy! One…Two…DOC NIPS OUT!

Foxx: Look at the speed, Skyler is right in there with a low dropkick to the head!

Stone: Doc trying to shake the cobwebs loose, but Skyler is having none of it! Skyler lifts Doc onto the ropes, takes a step back… ‘Starfall’ combination finds home!

Foxx: He’s not going for the pin, he’s going for TyranT now!

Stone: TyranT landed pretty tough with that suplex, Skyler could strike now.

Foxx: HOLY SHIT!

As TyranT gets to his feet, facing the announce table, Skyler runs, jumps on the table and back to TyranT, flattening him with a swinging Complete Shot! The ‘THWACK’ of TyranT’s face onto the floor echoes through the arena as the crowd pops as Skyler’s aerial mastery.

Stone: WHAT A MOVE by Skyler Striker just then! TyranT has to be out of it!

Foxx: TyranT in the ring and he’s looking at the wreckage... it may take a while to recover from that one!

Stone: Skyler’s confidence is rising, he’s got both of them down here and he’s back to put Doc out of his misery!

Foxx: Skyler has him now, he lifts for a Michinoku Driver, Doc riggles down and has the facelock…WHITE LIGHTNING!

Stone: He has him trapped now in the Dragon Clutch but we all know Skyler would rather die then give up!

Foxx: Well he’s stupid for saying that. Tap out or have my head ripped off? Tap out all day.

Stone: Yeah, but you’re a quitter. Now, Skyler’s reaching for the ropes here, I don’t thin Doc has it quite cinched in but he has enough of it you would think, his 6’5 frame gives him so much leverage in this hold!

Foxx: Where is TyranT when you need him?

Stone: Did you miss Skyler damn near KO the champ with that beautiful Complete Shot?

Foxx: Whatever!

Stone: Skyler’s almost there, you can see his face reddening…Doc steps over out of it, but he still has the facelock! SNAP REVERSE SUPLEX INTO THE TURNBUCKLE!!!!

Foxx: Dude, not cool. Not cool at all.

Stone: Doc drags Skyler away from the wreckage…he’s eyeing that top rope...and he’s going upstairs! He measures and flies, BIG SPLASH connects!

Foxx: Doc may have the title here!

Stone: ONE, TWO, TYRANT BREAKS IT UP!

Foxx: Yes! My bet isn’t gone to shit!

Stone: You bet on this?

Foxx: And?

Stone: It doesn’t matter now as Skyler is trying to recuperate while TyranT and Doc trade blows! TyranT looks to be getting the better of it here, Doc off the ropes and is sent up and down with a flapjack!

TyranT: YA SEE THIS, FAITH? HE WHY YA WANT TA BE BAREFOOT AND PREGNANT? STUPID DECISION, BABY-GIRL! AH’M GONNA MAKE THIS WOMANIZING BOGART GET IT STRAIGHT….PUN-AHHHH!

Foxx: Doc with a low blow shutting up TyranT in his tracks!

Stone: Serves him right, he has no justification for talking to his daughter like that!

Foxx: Who slept with the man double her age, huh? A HO IS A HO, STONE! ACCEPT IT!

TyranT is doubled over now, and Doc quickly crosses the arms of TyranT and lifts him for Ol’ Number 7, but Skyler for self-gratifying reasons, stops him. Doc is dropped with a high Buzzsaw Kick to the head and then Skyler hooks up TyranT for and PLANTS him with…

Stone: EXILE TO OBLIVION! SKYLER HAS IT HERE!

Foxx: He has the pin…ONE, TWO, THR-HE FUCKING KICKED THE MOTHER FUCK OUT!?!?!

Stone: Skyler is incredulous! He thought he had it!

Foxx: Stay on the offensive, Striker!

Skyler pounds the mat in anger before going for an Armtrap Cloverleaf. Doc snatches him away before he can apply it. Skyler tries to fight away from Doc, but Doc is having none of it thanks to a Stone Cold-esque standing Spinebuster. Doc wastes no time here in following up, Irish Whipping Skyler hard into the Turnbuckle, Skyler stumbles out and Doc busts out a rarely used move in Derrick’s repertoire.

Stone: Doc has him by the head and DROVE HIM STRAIGHT DOWN!!! DOC HAS HIT THE RECKONING!

Foxx: Isn’t that the move he taught D. Hammond Samuels? Jesus Fuck he spiked him!

Stone: But TyranT goes into action!

As Doc is bent over pulling Skyler from the ropes, TyranT fires a big kick to the chest and short-arms Doc into a TYRANT SLAM!!!

Foxx: TyranT hit it! He hit the TYRANT SLAM!

Stone: There’s the cover! ONE, TWO, TH-NO!!! DOC GOT THE SHOULDER UP!

Foxx: Division pride is a bitch, isn’t it?

Stone: I don’t think they care to win this for anyone but themselves, but TyranT is growing panicky as Faith is trying to silently will Doc to his feet…

TyranT says to himself ‘Ah fuck it!’ and goes to retrieve his nightstick from the corner. He looks to Doc with an evil gleam but there’s resistance on the nightstick’s end, he turns around to the cheers of the crowd as Faith is trying to pull it away from his grip.

Stone: Faith is trying to pull the nightstick away!

Foxx: What the hell is she doing?!?

Stone: She has honor, you dimwit!

Foxx: And you’re black, using words like ‘dimwit’? But no, she is dishonoring her father here, that’s not right!

Stone: TyranT’s not really resisting, he’s heading outside towards Faith…Don’t you do it you piece of shit!

TyranT slowly approaches Faith with a smile before snatching the nightstick away and placing it back where it was. Faith begins to backpedal in apprehension. Meanwhile, Skyler’s attempt to vulture a pin from TyranT’s damage fails. Skyler lifts Doc to his feet, looking for the Exile to Oblivion but Doc wriggles out with yet another counter followed by a headbutt. Skyler is dazed but, Doc grabs him by the hand, feints an Irish Whip and delivers a STIFF ‘Knob Creek’.

Stone: He calls that one the Knob Creek and that was pretty stiff as all hell!

Foxx: Skyler is in trouble here, but Faith doesn’t look too much better.

Doc signals that ‘IT’S OVER’ and right then, TyranT grabs Faith roughly by the arm.

Stone: NO! STOP IT, BILLY! NOT AGAIN!

Foxx: Damn, breaking kayfabe will really show him…

Stone: TYRANT HAS GOTTEN A HOLD OF HIS DAUGHTER AGAIN, I’M SURE TO USE HER AS A DISTRACTION FOR DOC!

TyranT begins to shake and verbally berate his daughter, who is starting to tear up. Faith looks down ashamed as TyranT clutches her jaw tightly to force eye contact. The words ‘slut’ and ‘mistake’ are made out among the crowd chatter.

Stone: THIS IS THE MAN WHO IS REPRESENTING FMW! THIS IS OUR CHAMPION! I FEEL ASHAMED!

Foxx: I don’t know, if I had a misbehaving child I’d be ashamed too.

Meanwhile, Doc has crossed Skyler’s arms and lifted him for Ol’ Number 7. He turns to where Faith is and he sees TyranT’s gloved palm go right across the face of Faith to an explosion of boos. Doc immediately lets Skyler off of his shoulder and rushes outside to ambush TyranT just after he buries a boot to the stomach of a downed Faith.

Stone: NO! TYRANT HAS SLAPPED HIS OWN DAUGHTER! DAMN THAT SLIMY SCUMBAG, I HOPE DERRICK KILLS HIM!

Foxx: RAMPAGE would have almost been pleased with that outburst…but that was a bit much, she’s still his kid.

Stone: And the distraction works as Doc has TyranT now, and look at those rapid fire shots to the head!

Doc is literally beating the brakes off of TyranT as Faith, of all people, tries to pull Doc away from the now bleeding TyranT. Doc yells to Faith ‘What are you doing?’ Faith doesn’t answer, but her eyes seem to say “He’s my father…”

Stone: WHAT? AFTER ALL THAT TYRANT HAS PUT HER THROUGH?

Foxx: Now that is a damn good daughter, standing by her pops through it all!

Stone: THIS HAS GONE TOO FAR, FAITH HAS BEEN ABUSED WAY TOO MUCH!

Foxx: STOP SHOUTING!

Stone: I’M ANGRY!

Doc tries to reason with Faith and then TyranT shoves Doc into Faith, sandwiching her between Doc and the security barrier. Doc, disoriented, is easy prey for TyranT.

Foxx: Ouch! He hurt his own lover!

Stone: LIES, TYRANT SHOVED HIM INTO HER!

Foxx: Whaaat? That’s not what I saw!

Stone: TyranT has him...NO! TYRANT BOMB! TYRANT BOMB ON THE OUTSIDE!!!

Foxx: He’s out!

The crowd is booing the dog shit out of TyranT here, but the bloody champ only smiles before taking his daughter to her feet and unceremoniously powerbombing her on top of the downed Doc! TyranT raises his hands to the air before Skyler springboards out and planchas TyranT!

Stone: GOD DAMN TYRANT! Damn him to hell! What kind of a man does all of thisw to his daughter?

Skyler stomps on TyranT and starts the arduous task of getting him back into the ring.

Foxx: A man that doesn’t give a fuck about anyone or anything but himself! But Skyler has picked his spots here and now he has TyranT almost in the ring.

Unbeknownst to Skyler, TyranT managed to grab his nightstick. Coupled with TyranT’s all black attire, it’s nearly impossible to see as TyranT holds it close to him. Skyler loads up TyranT, summoning all of his strength to seat TyranT on the top rope. He drapes his legs behind the ropes and sets up for the ‘Omega’ Springboard C-4, but TyranT goes into action.

Stone: THERE’S THE SHOT!

Foxx: THE NIGHTSTICK TO THE RIBS OF SKYLER AS HE SPRINGBOARDED!

Skyler groans as the air has been taken out of him. But instead of Striker falling back to the mat, TyranT’s strength allows him to maintain hold of Skyler. After a bit of moving around, TyranT has Skyler around the waist and he jumps off the top rope, Skyler in his grasp!

Stone: TYRANT CRUSHES STRIKER WITH A SUPER TYRANT SLAM!!!!

Foxx: THAT HAS TO BE IT!!

Stone: I CAN’T BELIEVE TYRANT IS GOING TO STEAL THIS! HE’S GOT THE COVER… ONE, TWO, THREE!!!! DAMMIT!

Foxx: TYRANT HAS DONE IT!!!

Ella Vader: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, EARNING FIVE POINTS FOR CORRUPTION, AND STILL FMW WORLD CHAMPION... TYYYYYYYYYYYYYRAAAAAAAAAAAANT!!!!!!

TyranT (8.89 APS + 1.2 vote = 10.09 total)
John ‘Doc’ Derrick (8.96 APS + 0.8 vote = 9.76 total)
Skyler Striker (8.08 APS + 0.9 vote = 8.98 total)

“Symphony of Destruction” by Megadeth plays as TyranT rolls away from the downed Striker. The ref holds up the kneeling TyranT’s hand and hands him the FMW Championship before going out to check on Faith. Doc meanwhile has worked himself back into the ring and TyranT, oblivious to this, is still celebrating, standing on the middle rope and raising his title in the air. Skyler’s seemingly last bit of energy allows him to pull himself to a seated position, absolutely demoralized by the loss as Doc’s trembling body gives off white-hot fury.

Stone: TYRANT RETAINS FOR ANOTHER DAY IN YET ANOTHER CONTROVERSY-FILLED MATCHUP. I absolutely do not believe this. Someone, anyone, please defeat TyranT. Anyone. Please.

Foxx: Wow, Stone, that’s REAL professional, wishing defeat on our champion.

Stone: This man is not worthy of being called a champion. He’s the damn devil incarnate, one of the most vile human beings ever to walk on this earth.

Foxx: Hey, hey, don’t be stealing the credit from Ethan Black now.

Stone: TyranT has weaseled his way into retaining the title and I still cannot believe it!

Foxx: No, this man is cementing his hall of fame credentials with every victory and YES! He wants to put the nail in the coffin of John Derrick! Let’s watch it!

Doc tries to fight to his feet but he’s still woozy from that earlier head-drop. TyranT grins through his bloodied face as he stalks Doc. He grabs him around the head, signaling for another TyranT Bomb, but Doc wriggles out and begins to rain blows upon TyranT’s head and neck. The champ can only cover up as the crowd cheers.

Stone: Doc is up, but he’s too late as the match is already over! But that doesn’t stop him from teaching him some respect!

Foxx: HEY! He’s the Goddamn World Champ, he deserves better than this! Fight back, Ty! Fight back!

Stone: TyranT fires a wild uppercut, Doc catches it and spins him into Knob Creek!!!

Doc quickly follows up with an OL’ NUMBER 7 piledriver!

Stone: Doc with the piledriver!

The crowd goes nuts as Doc glances to the downed Faith with regret before going back to work on TyranT with mounted punches. Out of nowhere, Skyler pushes Doc away and goes to work on TyranT himself.

Stone: Now Skyler getting in on the action…He’s got him out on the apron!

Foxx: Didn’t he take a brutal beating?

Stone: When you feel cheated, you can have a Superman-like second wind!

Skyler stands on the apron, facing the crowd as a doubled over TyranT has his back to them. Skyler sets him up and sweeps the leg, rolling forward and landing on his feet as TyranT lands with a sick SPLAT on the outside!

Stone: EXILE TO OBLIVION! I think these two are not only trying to take their anger out on TyranT, but they’re also trying to one-up one another!

Foxx: THIS ISN’T RIGHT, DAMMIT! THAT’S THE WORLD CHAMPION IN THERE!

Stone: What goes around, comes around!

Skyler quickly slides back into the ring and stares at a bewildered Doc. Both men are absolutely seething with rage, but neither one of them make a move.

Stone: What’s happening now?

Foxx: I think they’re gonna have a bromance moment.

Stone: It doesn’t look like it.

The lull suddenly breaks as Doc fires a kick and tries to setup for Ol’ Number 7 but Skyler spins out of it before he can be lifted.

Stone: Doc just tried to fire a shot!

Foxx: I would too if I was awkwardly standing face-to-face with Skyler!

After a high kick to the side of Doc’s head, he plants him with EXILE TO OBLIVION!

Stone: ANOTHER EXILE TO OBLIVION! Skyler Striker has laid waste to Doc and TyranT in his anger! He is stunned at his loss!

Foxx: Look at his eyes! He’s tugging at his hair…he’s off the deep end! But despite what you see now, TYRANT IS STILL THE CHAMP!

Stone: I don’t know, Skyler’s fire may have only been fueled for the gold after tonight!

“Mess of Me” by Switchfoot hits to boos as Striker surveys his damage with wild eyes and utter shock as to what has happened to his crowning achievement. The fallen bodies all stir as Skyler hurriedly walks away. One last look of furious disappointment from Skyler is all we see before we fade to the back.

Stone: What an energetic and chaotic series of events we’ve just witnessed here!

Foxx: But we still have the WAR GAMES to come!

Stone: That’s right, Foxx, and that promises to top everything else!

Foxx: No doubt!

Stone: It’s finally time for War Games, ladies and gentlemen!

Foxx: Hells yeah!

Stone: Unfortunately, Foxx, we have to bow out here. A match like this, that captures the spirit and culminates the entire FMW Games needs something bigger than just the two of us.

Foxx: Excuse me? Just what are you trying to say? We are big, thank you very much!

Stone: Ah, but we’re no longer representative of any division, my friend! War Games deserves to be called in the spirit of the interdivisional competition of the FMW Games, so it is my honor to transfer the commentating duties to Corruption’s Flare, Ammunition’s Dalby Sound, and Distortion’s own Chase! Take it away, gentlemen!

Foxx: NOOOOOOO-

Flare: AWWEEEESOOOOME!

Chase: Thanks very much, Stone and Foxx. You heard him, and you know us – for those who don’t, I am Chase, straight from Distortion –

Flare: – and it’s your favorite Prince of Pretty, Flare –

Sound: …Really? Do I really have to do this?

Chase: For the fans, Dalby.

Sound: No.

Chase: …And he’s Dalby Sound, from Ammunition! Gentlemen, we’re finally here! This is the end! This is War Games!


Flare: War Games, hell yeah!

Sound: I’m here to comment on a deadly, brutal spotfest that I’m sure is going to lack any technical merit at all. All for pride, yay.

Flare: That and a walk up start to any Title for the members of the winning division, Dalbs!

Sound: And what a massive prize that is. Don’t call me Dalbs.

Flare: You know what else is massive, Dalbs?

Sound: My ego.

Chase: All right, that’s enough. There’s already enough ego clouting this entire match-up, I don’t need you two to add to it.

Flare: Dalby started it.

Sound: Did not.

Flare: Did too.

Chase: Enough! First of all, let’s revisit how this all began, shall we?

Quote :

Stone: We’ve got the main event coming up soon but right now I’ve just received word that Commissioner Christian G. Smitten has an urgent announcement from his office!

The screen shines to life with Christian G. Smitten, the Commissioner of FMW, sitting behind his desk, looking official as always.

Smitten: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen. I hope you’re all enjoying your bloodbath of an evening. Now, I have an important announcement to be made regarding the immediate future of Full Metal Wrestling. As you may know, since I stepped back from wrestling to take on this more honourable role, the ratings of our divisions have plummeted. Nonetheless, I have devised a solution. Beginning at our next show, 11.1, we will witness the debut of the FMW GAMES!

Smitten: This is not to be taken lightly. Do you remember important announcements such as the formation of Original Sin, then splitting of Anarchy and Alchemy into our divisions? This carries behind it the same weight. At FMW 11.1, it will be Ammunition versus Corruption versus Distortion! And the winner... takes... all.

Gold. Bragging rights. Anything and EVERYTHING is up for grabs in this tournament. Division against division, man against man, colour against colour. Fail to appreciate its significance and every championship could go to one brand while the others languish and become irrelevant.

Interdivisional matches will feature heavily in the next cycle – 11.1, 11.2 and 11.3, with FMW Catalyst as the concluding event. I can’t let you know too many details – that would ruin all the fun – but one division will emerge as the winner... and there is a BIG prize waiting for the victorious division.

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Blige: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND STILL THE FULL METAL WRESTLING ULTRAVIOLENT CHAMPION… HHHAAARRRLLLEEEYYY QQQUUUIIINNNTTT!

In the ring, Drew Michaels helps Romeo to his feet, who struggles to retain his vague consciousness. Likewise, Hannibal Frost assists Harley Quint in keeping his feet, who like Romeo, struggles after the battle. The fans are warming to this scene of mate ship towards the exhausted warriors, until their support turns to jeers as “Friend Like Me” as performed by Wayne Bergeron hits. The Commissioner of Full Metal Wrestling, Christian G. Smitten stands tall on top of the entrance ramp as all four men in the ring turn and face him.

Smitten: Are you booing me... because I caused this evenness in competition by stepping out of the ring? Are you upset that I’m not wrestling anymore? That has to be the only logical answer. After all, with the FMW Games to determine the strongest division in FMW, why should the strongest competitor miss out on the fun? You all want to see the Honorable Christian G. Smitten, FMW Commissioner, leave the desk and return to the ring.

The crowd boo even harder. In the ring, Quint is standing on his own strength, while Vizzini is almost standing by himself.

Smitten: Well, in that case... I’d better continue what I’m doing. Because in retirement, I’ve never been happier, healthier or wealthier, and all of those work very well for me. Why jeopardize this by returning to action , hmm? I’m no idiot. After seeing the main event produced tonight, if I wasn’t on top of my game, surely either Romeo or Harley would have been competitive for at least... 30 seconds. I’m the best, why reprove it?

Quint’s face has a look of confusion on it, while Vizzini looks absolutely disgusted.

Smitten: Since we know who’s the best, we need to find a suitable runner up, and of course, to compete with the best, a whole brand needs to be in second place. And that fans and wrestling smarks, is the real reason we’re having the FMW Games.

The crowd boos as “Friend Like Me” by Wayne Bergeron hit up again. Smitten smiles arrogantly towards the 4 men in the ring, who are all a little confused as to why he came out and spoke with no point at all. With Smitten turning around and leaving, Michaels and Vizzini begin to leave the ring as.

As Smitten’s about to return back stage, he stops and turns around, and signals for his music to stop.

Smitten: Sorry, after talking about me, I almost forgot. Drew Michaels, Harley Quint and Hannibal Frost, CONGRATULATIONS!!!

All four men in the ring return their attention to the Commissioner, who is wearing a very cheeky smile.

Smitten: I’ve decided you three to be suitable Captains for your respective Divisions in the War Games match. Enjoy yourselves.

“Friend Like Me” by Wayne Bergeron strikes up for a final time as Smitten disappears back stage. Drew and Romeo stop leaving the ring, and turn to face Hannibal and Harley in the middle of the ring.

Boice: WHAT A HUGE ANNOUNCEMENT!!!! WAR GAMES WILL BE CAPTAINED BY DREW MICHAELS, HANNIBAL FROST AND HARLEY QUINT!!!! THAT’S INSANE!!!

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Smitten: That’s right! Your shenanigans tell me that I’ve put this off for way too goddamn long. So without further ado, per request of C-4 Champion Drew Michaels, team Ammunition for WAR GAMES is going to consist of…Alex O’Rion!

Cheers.

Smitten: Chris Austin!

Boos.

Smitten: Romeo!

Boos.

Smitten: X was supposed to be on this team…but since his big dumb ass isn’t here tonight, he’s out! Crow, I like what you just showed here, and since you feel so slighted, I'll give you a chance to prove yourself. So YOU, GABRIEL CROW, ARE THE FINAL MEMBER OF TEAM AMMUNITION.

Sound: Huge announcement by the Commish! Team Ammunition’s roster for the Wargames is now set…but there’s some explosive elements in that mix!

***

Smitten: When you’re quite finished… Good. So, your representatives for Team Distortion… First of all, a man who has always had… A lot of heart. You have loved him, this much I have observed. A champion in his own right, and a man who has put on very impressive matches with your current Abandoned Champion; LEON CAPRICE!

Huge pop for Leon, one half of Crash scene.

Smitten: And as you know, this week, the current Abandoned Champion fights for supremacy against both Ammunition and Corruption representatives. This man, Hannibal Frost, is your team leader…

The roof raises off the roof as the crowd cheer their champion and team leader, Hannibal.

Smitten: … As it stands.

Chase: Wait, as it stands?

Smitten: Because there are three men competing this very night, coming right up, who could, in theory, go on to defeat Hannibal Frost next week to become the new Abandoned Champion. These men are… The nightmare, Seth Omega…

The crowd shows their appreciation for the Broken Saint, Seth Omega,

Smitten: The twisted Dunnwood…

On the other hand, they are also quite vocal about how much they dislike Jaro’s stooge,

Smitten: And the man who calls himself Mr. Anxiety, the returning Matt P. Dunn!

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Harley: Other than myself, Team Corruption is going to include, first, The Celt...

Harley: Interestingly, we will also be employing the use of his... estranged brother, PX...

Harley: The fourth member is the angry crusader against the Broken Saints himself, Nick Bryson...

Harley: And last but oh, definitely not the least... as much as it pains me very much to say this, the last member of Team Corruption is none other than... Jaro.

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Out of the shattered pane, Calvin X. Carter emerges, sending the Corruption fans into an absolute frenzy. He surveys the crowd, smiling proudly as he begins to stuff his hands into a pair of leather gloves, yanking the mouths of the gloves down his forearm like a doctor. From the driver’s side of the car, Jason Roy comes tumbling out, laughing hysterically, propping himself against hood of the vehicle as he wipes tears from his eyes. Carter begins to go to town on Romeo, grabbing him by the neck waistband and tossing him face first into the grille of the vehicle. As his aching body drapes across the front of the truck, Carter mounts the bumper, standing tall above Romeo, before bending down and biting at Romeo’s fresh stitches.

Boice: Dear god, he’s yanking out Romeo’s stitches with his teeth! He’s an animal.

With a nasty thump, Carter brings the bat to Romeo’s ribs, forcing him to collapse to the ground. Jaro waltzes over, still cackling over Romeo’s crumpled figure, patting Carter on the back, who merely stares down at the bloodied man, smiling proudly. Seeing Romeo’s blood on his own hands, Jaro wipes it off on Carter’s shoulder before sliding in the ring and snatching up the discarded microphone.

Jaro: You assholes love shit like this, don’t you?!

The crowd responds with a resounding affirmative roar, as Jaro struts around the ring, seemingly basking in the fans roars.

Jaro: Well I couldn’t give a FUCK what you like. This here? This is about me, bitches. Listen close or you’ll get left behind.

The crowds joviality diminishes a bit, though Jaro continues to beam. Carter has made his way over to the ring attendants, shoving people around before finding a microphone to snatch up.

Jaro: Now while you people are waiting to see a fifteen man clusterfuck, the most important event of Catalyst is actually something completely different, although yes, it still involves me. I’m talking of course about the nuptials of the beautiful, breathtaking Ms. Celeste Rousseau and myself. That being said, I’ll be damned if I have to defend the division I carved with my own fucking hands on my goddamn wedding day. Those hacks don’t even deserve to be in the same sports complex as me, let alone a ring. So as of right now, I, Jason Roy, am withdrawing myself from the War Games match at Catalyst.

Flare: There’s an announcement for ya!

Boice: What a way to shake up the game! Jaro has officially pulled out of War Games, but what could that mean, and why? Will Corruption be a man down?

Jaro: After everything I’ve put forth, I can do just about anything I damn well please, including leaving you jokes without answers, but it’s simple enough, so I won’t be a dick. I. Am. This. Division. Everything you see before you is the result of my hard work and sacrifice. I am the Catalyst, I am the War. The only fucking reason there’s divisional warfare going on is because there are two other brands jealous of what I’ve done on this show. So instead of scrapping it out like fourteen other desperate-to-be-relevant “superstars,” I’m going to devote myself 100% to my future loving wife.

Boice: My foot!

Jaro: And because I believe that nothing causes more destruction than personal motives, I’m happy to announce my replacement in the War Games match, now a proud representative of Team Corruption, I give you, Mr. Calvin…X…Carter!

***

The Cancer doesn’t celebrate long. Leaving Alex O’Rion to bleed where he lay the two Distortion superstars roll out of the ring and begin to stalk Austin as he tries to get into the ring, his eyes showing worry towards the downed O’Rion. As he lifts himself up by the ropes Sam grabs his one leg and yanks it out from under him, causing him to fall to the apron. Thinking quickly Austin rolls under the rope and gets up while the two members of Cancer quickly slide in after him.

Hostyle: What the hell is this, they’ve already won the match!

Sound: Much as I hate to say it, this is smart thinking. The tag champs are part of Team Ammunition, you take them away you weaken the team all that much more before the big war games match next week.

Dunn smirks as Sam looks ready to pounce, Austin’s eyes dart between the Cancer and Alex O. The Cancer charges! Austin tries to fight back but the Cancer quickly overwhelms him as the pro-Ammunition crowd boos.

Hostyle: Austin’s trapped in the corner, Sam on all fours…Dunn charges and Three-Eight-Double-Six!

Sound: Alex O’Rion might want to wake up from his coma!

Hostyle: Cactus Sam with a brutal clubbing blow to the back of Austin’s head! The Cancer is out to re-kill the tag division, this time from the top down it seems!

As Austin goes down the Ammunition crowd begins to cheer as Gabriel Crow and Romeo rush down the aisle and slide into the ring. Sam sees this, and always looking for a fight, he charges. Romeo and Crow remain united, taking down Sam with double haymakers. They stomp away at Sam as Dunn’s attention is shaken. He backs away from the downed Austin and grabs his shovel, he measures for a shot but a faint click is heard and Dunn is immediately doubled over with a baton shot to the jewels from a kneeling Austin! Dunn looks shocked as he falls to the mat. Romeo and Crow help Austin up and let him go check on Alex.

Hostyle: Team Ammunition standing united in the ring!

Sound: Almost all of them anyway, no Drew Michaels I notice.

Sam charges Austin, but Austin turns and sees Sam coming. Sam swings his arm but Austin catches it and floats over…

Hostyle: Austin spikes Sam with a scintillating COLDWATER DDT!

Sound: Ingenious and that kind of head drop can make your blood run cold! That’s what you get when you come into our house bi...

Distortion’s representatives, clearly outmatched, start to retreat as Ammunition eggs them on. Austin checks on Alex who still hasn’t moved. Austin decides to move Alex himself and is pulling him out of the ring when…

Hostyle: Wait, something’s going on in the crowd! That’s TyranT coming through the audience behind us! And there, it’s Jaro with Virus!

Sound: Apathy and Mass Caesar are coming through the crowd as well! Team Ammunition needs to get out of there now, live to fight another day!

Hostyle: Crow, Romeo, and Austin are surrounded on all sides now, there is no way out of the arena and they know it. Alex O’Rion still hasn’t stirred and it looks like even the EMT’s are being kept from coming down yet!

Sound: Who cares about that, where the hell is our C-4 Champion!

Hostyle: Drew Michaels is still too injured to compete, for better or worse the men on the ring are on their own.

Sound: This is division pride, dammit! He should be here!

TyranT, Apathy and Caesar all charge Romeo and Crow while Jaro and Virus jump at Chris Austin. Everything moves so fast as Team Ammunition fights back as best they can but the numbers game catches up to them before too long, and they're eventually swallowed by the fury and malice of Team Corruption. Romeo and Crow are quickly beaten to all fours by TyranT, Apathy and Caesar as Virus opens up on Austin with mounted blows to the head, as Jaro stomps at the ribs. Jaro commands Virus to get two chairs as he yanks a now bloody Austin to his feet and drags him to the apron. Virus sets up the chairs, seat out outside as Jaro lifts Austin. Virus gets on the apron, grabs Austin’s head and throws it forward along with Jaro pulling down on the legs, viciously slamming Chris Austin from the apron through the chairs ribs first with MARTYR SAUCE.

Hostyle: And Austin is down, his ribs have to be busted up!

Romeo and Gabriel Crow battle as best they can but TyranT eventually disposes of Romeo with a TYRANT SLAM! Apathy nabs up Crow on his shoulders, spins him and then flattens Crow with a rough S.D.G.F.! Caesar then adds insult to injury with a diving headbutt onto the downed Romeo and Crow receives the same treatment. Apathy, TyranT and Caesar gloat as Romeo and Crow are eventually both are held at the arms by every on team Corruption except Jaro, who is pacing in front of them like a general and Virus, who retrieves Jaro’s trusty banhammer. Without warning Jaro swings the Bannhammer as hard as he can into the side of Romeo’s head, watching as he crumples to the ground. Turning he looks down at Gabriel Crow and puts the hammer under the other mans chin, making him look up at him. He smiles sweetly right before he caves the side of Crows head in, leaving the man to dream on the mat in a pool of his own blood.

The red team turns and faces the booing crowd as the cameras take in the destruction of Team Corruption: A sprawled about Chris Austin, who bleeds from his forehead and mouth, not moving

Romeo and Crow, face down and unconscious as blood seeps from their heads.

Alex O’Rion, unconscious, his face a crimson mask and black eyes adorning it. Team Corruption leaves just as they came, through the crowd… stepping over the broken bodies they’ve left.

***

PX stands back as Nick Bryson comes down the ramp, still bloody from his match previous. He wields a long chain with a hook at the end, the crowd booing him as he walks down the ramp.

Chase: No! This is bullshit! Nick Bryson and PX are going to ruin any chance Team Distortion has of winning War Games!

There is a sudden cheer from the crowd as Bryson approaches the ring – APOSTASY jumps over the barricade and slams into Bryson from the side, starting a brawl between the two on the ramp. The crowd cheer wildly and PX looks around to see what’s going on.

Chase: FINALLY! Apostasy comes to save the day for Team Distortion here!

PX turns back to Omega and jumps at him, launching fists at the new Abandoned Champion.

Chase: Fuck this-

Chase throws off his headset and jumps into the ring, throwing PX off Seth and launching his own barrage at the TV Champion. The crowd cheer and then explode when Distortion stars pile down the ramp – Dunnwood, David GS, Trey Spruance, Mark Johansson and Alexander Crysto all arrive to help out their brand and receive massive cheers regardless of their normal standing with the crowd.

PX has nowhere to go and is immediately overwhelmed by the Distortion stars, who restrain him and begin obliterating the TV Champ. Apostasy and Bryson have brawled off into the crowd and Johansson hits the Crackdown on PX, starting a chain of finishers, each getting cheers from the crowd. Dunnwood hits the Dead Air Mk II, Spruance a T-Bone Suplex, Crysto the Shattered Skies and finally PX is handed to David GS, who gets the biggest cheers of all as he nails PX with the setup Spear.

The Distortion roster look away from Seth but the crowd begin chanting ‘Take him out! Take him out!’. David GS nods to Dunnwood and points towards the announce table, and Dunnwood lifts PX up, hoisting him onto his shoulder and climbing the turnbuckle to the second rope, where the crowd get on their feet in anticipation of what is coming. Dunnwood hoists PX in the air, lifting him high in a gorilla press position, but he faces the crowd and THROWS PX into the air, sending the TV Champion crashing through the announce table.

PX lies amongst the ruins of the announce desk as “Monster Monster” plays, signalling the end of the show. The green division’s stars and commentator play to the crowd as the copyright information comes up and then fades to black, leaving Distortion victorious on its own turf in the lead up to War Games.

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All of a sudden, even more guys jump the security barrier from all over the crowd, and a closer inspection reveals that it is the entire roster of Ammunition! Led by team captain and C-4 Champion Drew Michaels, with FMW Tag Team Champions Chris Austin and Alex O’Rion, Romeo, Gabriel Crow, Kaoru, Slegnadamus and Butters, Matt Ford, Leviticus, Bryce Thorne, Jeff Whitt, X, and Lady, the Ammunition roster enters and begins to take people out!

Boice: OH NO! AMMUNITION HAS JUST JOINED THE PARTY! THIS HAS GOTTA BE REVENGE FOR WHAT CORRUPTION DID TO THEM AT AMMUNITION 11.3!

Flare: NO SHIT, SHERLOCK!

Drew Michaels gets in the fight between Seth Omega and Harley Quint, delivering a Salvation knee kick to Seth Omega and a Wicked DDT to Harley! The Wayward Sons attack the Cancer, with Alex O’Rion delivering an NS Pride to Matt Dunn and RCA hitting the Class Dismissed cutter on Cactus Sam!

Boice: Champion is going after champion! Ammunition is really incensed here!

Flare: That’s not fair, they got in the fight last!

Romeo hits the Strongarm Takeover on Calvin X. Carter on the ramp! Gabriel Crow nails the One Way Trip Straight to Hell chokeslam on Apostasy! X takes on Virus, and hits the X’ed Out on the masked man! Matt Ford with the Fordplex on Dunnwood! Everyone from Ammunition is just hitting their finishers on everyone else! Jaro tries to run away from the brawl, but Drew Michaels sets his sights on him and goes after him!

Boice: Uh-oh! Drew is locked on to Jaro! He’s not going to get away from him that easy!

Flare: Run, Jaro, run!

Boice: No! Kaoru’s got him with a Goliath Lariat from out of nowhere! Kaoru’s got Jaro and is holding him for Drew! No one’s left to save Jaro, as the Ammunition guys just overwhelmed the Corruption and Distortion contingents!

Flare: No!

Boice: Kaoru holds him, and Drew measures him… BUSAIKU KNEE TO JARO!

With most of the Ammunition guys standing tall around the ring and ringside, Drew makes his way back to the ring, accompanied by Kaoru and the other Ammunition guys who were fighting at ringside. Drew gets in the ring, climbs a turnbuckle, and poses. The Ammunition pose as well, victorious.

Boice: We will see you all at Catalyst!

Sound: That was quite the long-ass video.

Chase: There was a lot of history. Now, coming to a head here, let’s look at the current leaderboard:

Flare: Hah! Corruption is still leading your sorry asses!

Sound: Please, eat a cock, Flare.

Chase: That may be so, Flare, but remember, War Games can go any way, and the winner is going to get 10 points added to their total. I think it’s very much safe to say now that War Games will be the deciding factor in this entire tournament.

Flare: And you can count on Corruption being that team.

Sound: But allow me to point out that your major point-earner, our World Heavyweight Champion TyranT, is not in this match. That’s a handicap right there.

Flare: Allow me to point out that you’re a douchetard.

Sound: Allow me to point out-

Chase: Enough! It is agreed upon that this can go any way, so before we get into more bickering, let’s let this begin already! Take it away, Ella!

Ella Vader: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is the finale of the FMW Games Tournament, and it is a War Games match, for 10 points in the FMW Games! Each team will begin with one man in the ring, and at five minute intervals, another representative from each team will enter the match! Competitors may be eliminated via pinfall, submission, or knockout! Introducing first!

”Let it Die” by Ozzy Osbourne plays to finally begin the entrances, and Team Ammunition – Chris Austin, Alex O’Rion, Romeo, and Gabriel Crow, captained by the C-4 Champion, Drew Michaels – comes out to cheers.

Ella Vader: Making their way down to the ring, and led by the team captain, the C-4 Champion Drew Michaels, this is Romeo, Chris Austin, Gabriel Crow, and Alex O'Rion… TEAM AMMUNITION!!!

Sound: There’s my team!

Chase: Team Ammunition absolutely looking ready for battle here, and you have to wonder, these are the smartest guys in the match. What do you know about their gameplan, Dalby?

Sound: I’m sorry, Chase, I was not in their huddle, but if I were to make an educated guess, I’d say that they studied their opponents real close, and their entrance order will reflect what they assume to be their opponents’ strategies.

Flare: I hope they’re prepared for Corruption being much more awesome than they are.

Sound: Oh, indeeeed.

Flare: Good to hear it.

Team Ammunition finally all make their way to their pod and step inside. As they do, officials shut the door to the pod and signal for the next team to come down.

Chase: I think that having one Division safely shut away in their pod before the next comes out is a wise move.

Sound: Sound thinking indeed Chase, we don't wan't this to descend into an out and out brawl before we even get started.

Flare: Why the hell not?

Sound: Because that would be uncouth, you heathen.

”Monster Monster” by The Almost then plays as Team Distortion, led by Seth Omega, come out. They are greeted with a less-than-warm reaction.

Ella Vader: Making their way to the ring next, led by team captain and Abandoned Champion Seth Omega, this is Leon Caprice, Matt Dunn, Dunnwood, and Hannibal Frost... TEAM DISTORTION!!!

Chase: Not much love for Team Distortion and I can see how it’s a little hard for the masses to get behind a team led by someone like Seth Omega.

Flare: A little hard? Try nearly impossible.

Sound: For once, I finally agree with Flare. Nobody likes them, and I don’t blame the people. Who is there to like, save for, say, Caprice or Frost?

Chase: Even then, these are five of Distortion’s most capable men out there.

Sound: Capable? Please, don’t make me laugh.

Team Distortion make their way to their own pod, but not before trying to intimidate Team Ammunition by banging on the outside of their pod.

Chase: Team Distortion getting a little psychological here!

Sound: Interesting, but uncouth. And it’s not going to help them here. Team Amm is already focused on the match and barely taking any notice of the Distortionists at all.

Flare: What the hell could they be talking about that is so damn important?

Sound: I dunno, how about tactics?

Flare: Those guys?

Sound: There is a reason why we’re called the technical division, you know.

Flare: (imitates) There is a reason why we’re called the technical division, you know...

”Superstar” by Saliva then takes over to welcome the last team, Team Corruption, led by Ultraviolent Champion Harley Quint.

Vader And the last team making their way to the ring, led by Ultraviolent Champion Harley Quint, this is The Celt, Calvin X Carter, Nick Bryson, and PX... TEAM CORRUPTION!!!

Flare: You’re looking at the winners of the War Games and the FMW Games right here, people. Take a good look.

Sound: Shut up.

Flare: You just jealous.

Chase: Corruption finally here to round things out and now they’re entering the pod, we’re finally going to get this show on the road!

Sound: Finally! It’s taken them long enough.

Flare: That’s right... wait, did I just agree with you?

Chase: All three teams deliberating now... here we go, the pod doors are opening...

The door to each pod opens and the entrants from Corruption and Distortion waste no time getting into the ring as Team Ammunition takes a moment to talk strategy.

Chase: Distortion sends out Matt Dunn and Corruption sends out Calvin X Carter to get things fired up here in the War Games!

Sound: Interesting. These guys clearly aren’t their teams’ relatively heaviest hitters. Not to say that they aren’t...

Flare: Not to say that you’re not a douchebag...

Sound: Shut... up.

Flare: What the hell are Ammunition doing? Tell your boys to send someone out, Dalby, you pussies.

Someone finally steps out of the Ammunition pod and it is Alex O’Rion.

Chase: Well, now that’s interesting! Matt Dunn and Calvin X. Carter are starting for Distortion and Corruption respectively, but Ammunition sends out a former world champion in Alex O’Rion!

Sound: Brilliant move!

Flare: I wouldn't say brilliant but it is a gutsy move.

Sound: It's brilliant! Alex’s skill and experience will surely destroy these two!

Flare: Whatever.

The referee, after confirming the three entries, finally calls for the bell to begin the match.

Chase: We’re finally underway here, and - woah! Dunn and CXC with the first tie up of the match and Dunn comes out on top forcing CXC back into the corner and delivering a series of vicious blows to the head of CXC.

Dunn lets CXC fall to the mat and turns quickly expecting an attack from Ammunition's representative but O'Rion has only just managed to get set in the ring.

Sound: O'Rion appears to be pretty confident of putting away these two inside of the five minute limit as he is in no rush to get things moving here!

Chase: Yes, but Dunn is and he wastes no time hitting O'Rion with a nice chain of punches to the body sending O'Rion staggering back to the corner in retreat.

Sound: Dunn's looks primed for this contest tonight indeed.

Chase: He follows O'Rion into the corner and launches the Ammunition member into the ropes and follows him and hits the Kitchen Sink!

Flare: Somebody lit a fire under Dunn... I hope he doesn’t blow into it!

Sound: And he's looking to finish Alex O off early with the cover!

Chase: And O'Rion kicks out easily after a one and a half count then rolls away to the corner!

Sound: Not good strategy by Dunn, it was too early for the cover and now O'Rion has a chance to recover!

Flare: Woah, take it easy, fellas.

Dunn moves toward Alex O'Rion sitting in the corner but before he can get close CXC hits him from behind with a running bulldog!

Chase: CXC back into the fray and the competitors are going to have to watch their backs as this match progresses. Imagine having six or nine guys out here at once.

Flare: God I hope someone gets eliminated before then. That’s going to be a bitch to watch.

Chase: You get my point, though.

Flare: Yes, Einstein, now get back to calling the match.

Chase: CXC like Dunn seems to get it as he goes for the quick cover and similarly sees a quick kick out!

Sound: These guys need to relax a little. Five minutes can take a lot longer than you realise. If they expend their energy now, it’s only going to come back to haunt them later as they’ll be sitting ducks, ripe for the picking.

Flare: Tell me about it, I’m running out of breath keeping up, and there are only THREE guys in here!

Chase: CXC quickly follows up after the kickout dragging Dunn to his feet and hitting with a German Suplex as Alex O'Rion watches from his corner!

Sound: O'Rion wisely letting these two weaken each other while he preserves energy. THAT’s why Ammunition people are so smart.

Flare: And THAT’s why you’re a douchebag.

Chase: CXC on a roll now as he Dunn across the ring traight into a waiting Alex O'Rion!

Sound: What a spinning heel kick! Such finesse!

Flare: Finesse is for fags.

Sound: Then I’m sure you’d know?

Chase: CXC and O'Rion ignore the fallen Dunn roaring head on and exchanging a series of haymakers!

Sound: C'mon O'Rion, don't sink to his level!

Chase: CXC reeling now as O'Rion drives him back to the corner and jams a boot to the throat.

Sound: O'Rion choking the air from CXC hoping to knock the Corruption man unconscious.

Flare: Hey now, CXC, don’t let the angry Canadian choke you out! You have so much hype!

Suddenly O'Rion crumples to the floor.

Flare: Low blow by Dunn! That wiped the arrogant smirk off of O'Rion's face! Hah! Idjit.

Chase: No disqualifications here, that was perfectly legal.

Sound: Dirty, unnecessary, but effective nonetheless. I have to say that's what O'Rion gets for turning his back on an opponent. Captain Canada is smarter than that.

Chase Dunn looks up as the clock ticks under one minute until the next set of competitors enter. Who do you think it’s gonna be?

Flare: Your mom.

Chase: Clever.

Sound: Dunn needs to focus on his opponent and not the damn time.

Chase: Dunn climbs the ropes next to the battered CXC looking for a high impact move to make the elimination! We may be seeing the first elimination of the night here!

Flare: Thirty seconds!

Chase: Dunn tightrope walkin' here, looking to put CXC away!

Flare: Twenty seconds!

Alex O'Rion rises back to his feet and lunges at the rope knocking Dunn off the rope to the mat

Chase: Dunn crashes and burns!

Sound: Serves him right, that was a horrible strategy right there.

Flare: Nooo! I thought we would finally get somewhere in this match!

Chase: Well, we are because things are about to get a whole lot more interesting...

Crowd: Ten, nine, eight, seven...

Chase: Almost there!

Crowd: ...six, five, four, three, two, one!

The clock stops and the doors to each team's pod open as O'Rion moves quickly toward the Ammunition pod leaving CXC and Dunn sprawled on the mat.

Chase Celt in for Team Corruption is no surprise with the Irishman looking like he just wanted to get the hell away from the psychos in his pod.

Flare: Dunnwood in for Distortion! ...What a loser.

Sound: Ammunition once again playing the strategy game and sending out another of their big guns early as Romeo enters beside O'Rion!

The match seems to pause momentarily as the clock resets for five minutes and each team regroups... then all hell breaks loose!

Chase: Celt right into Dunn here at the same time Dunnwood looks to finish off CXC with a nasty snap DDT, the two fresh men having their way at the moment as Celt drags Dunn to his feet and nails him with a Tornado DDT of his own!

Flare: Both men in for the cover simultaneously!

Sound: And yet another kickout by both men!

Chase: Celt and Dunnwood glance warily at each other across the ring as each man drags his opponent to their feet in unison!

Sound: Dunnwood with an impressive stalling vertical suplex!

Chase: And Celt hits with a cradle piledriver of his own!

Flare: This is it for sure!

Crowd: One, two, thr….

Chase: Romeo and O'Rion with twin boots to the head to break up both counts just in time!

Flare: Aww crap. Damn Ammunition guys!

Chase: Romeo wasting no time it taking to the biggest man in the ring with a series of kicks and punches aimed at wearing Dunnwood down.

O'Rion nails Celt with a chain of three snap suplexes and leaves him on the ground to assist Romeo.

Flare: Where is Alex going now? Silly Canuck.

Sound: This is good strategy against the big man, the two of them can bring this monster to his feet and then work on the remaining three men one by one.

Both men laying into Dunnwood now who surges and throws both Ammunition men back across the ring and then roars into a charge, but O'Rion and Romeo both duck the double clothesline.

Chase: Twin dropkicks to the knees of Dunnwood and that brings the big man to his feet.

Sound: I think they my have just shattered both of his knee caps in on blow there.

Chase: Romeo now doing his best to stomp a hole in Dunnwood.

O'Rion turns from his team mate now that Dunnwood is under control and is just in time to eat a boot to the face from Celt knocking O'Rion to the floor.

Chase: Celt on the offensive as O'Rion springs back to his feet only to receive a neckbreaker!

Sound: Celt making inroads here as O'Rion pulls himself to his knees looking more than a little annoyed at walking into that last move.

Flare: As he should. How the hell is he going to get better if he keeps making rookie mistakes like that?

Chase: Romeo appears unconcerned at his partner's wellbeing continuing to work on the injured knees of Dunnwood in one corner as Celt motions for O'Rion to come again in the opposite corner.

O'Rion rises once more at Celt's gesture but as he does Dunn also rises behind him. O'Rion charges back at Celt who was ready for him and stepped aside but straight into the waiting Dunn.

Chase: Spinebuster from Dunn to the completely unprepared Celt!

Flare: ...Is Celt blind? Retarded? Deaf? What?

Sound: I can't believe these guys can lose track of their opponents so often. I know this is a multi-man match, and there is a lot of hurting going on, but they should’ve prepared for this back at practice. ANYTHING can happen.

Chase: It’s a chaotic frenzy out there, Dalby, and you have to spend all your energy delivering some offense. Sometimes you don’t have time to think.

Sound: And that will be your downfall.

Flare: Things are way too complicated here...

Sound: And we are only about three minutes away from the next entrants now as well.

Flare: ...Damn. We are going to be here all night.

Dunn drags the fallen Celt to his feet and holds him by both arms signalling Alex O'Rion to finish him off.

Flare: What? I thought the point was for the teams to FIGHT EACH OTHER?

Sound: These two aren't on the same team, but I like the strategy to weaken team Corruption as O'Rion lines up Celt for his patented Superkick.

Flare: That’s dumb! I don’t give a damn if you’re temporarily allying up, but I paid to watch you beat each other up!

Sound: You’re not paying for this, you’re getting paid for this.

Flare: Hush, you!

Chase: NS Pride to the face of Dunn! Celt saw it coming and ducked out the way! Dunn eats the superkick!

Sound: That has to be the end of Dunn!
Flare: Then for God's sake somebody pin him! I WANT AN ELIMINATION!

Chase: I'm afraid not Flare, Celt just took the opportunity to send O'Rion into the ropes but O'Rion ducked under the Celt attack.

Sound: O'Rion on the attack back out of the ropes but this time Celt avoids the dropkick! CXC back to his feet!

Chase: Just in time to take down Celt with a running high knee that sends the Irishman tumbling and Carter now turns his attention to O'Rion!

Sound: Reverse DDT by Romeo who has left Dunnwood dazed sitting in the corner and now the two Ammunition men stand back to back in the centre of the ring.

The Celt gets back to his feet as does CXC and Team Corruption advances as one on O'Rion and Romeo.

Chase: What a backbreaker by Romeo on Carter!

Sound: An even better pendulum backbreaker by O'Rion!

Flare: Pin them! PIN THEM NOW!

Chase: No time for that as Dunnwood is up out of his corner and Dunn is struggling to regain his feet.

Romeo runs at Dunn and sends him back to the mat with a simple but extremely vicious clothesline as the countdown clock ticks down to one minute and thirty seconds.

Sound: LARIATO!

Flare: Did you... did you just mark out?

Sound: Ahem.

Flare: YOU DID! I CAUGHT YOU MARKING OUT!

Sound: And that’s not illegal, the last time I checked.

Chase: Two on one again here for Dunnwood!

Flare: This guy needs a better team mate in the ring.

Sound:[/b] O'Rion and Romeo retreat away from Dunnwood who breaks into a run at both men. At the last second Romeo and O'Rion lift him up and drop the big man's head right on the corner turnbuckle.

Chase: Snake Eyes! What a double team by Ammunition and now Romeo looking to capitalize!

Flare: STRONGARM TAKEOVER! Romeo hit the spinout uranage and finally they go for a pin!

Crowd: One, two….

Chase: Broken up by Dunn with a sliding kick into Romeo's ribs!

Sound: Dammit! But that was almost cohesive teamwork from Distortion…

Chase: Not that it appears to have done much good as O'Rion drags a still wobbly Dunn to his feet!

Sound: This doesn't look good for Dunn!

Chase: Celt back up now and stalking O'Rion!

The Celt moves in on Alex Orion and Dunn but just as he is about to attack O'Rion releases Dunn and drops to the floor at a signal from Romeo. Celt's fist smashes into the face of Dunn dropping him to the floor once more.

Sound: That's the second time Dunn got hit with a shot intended for someone else!

Flare: Dumbass needs to get his face out the way next time.

Chase[b] Celt standing up to Romeo and Alex as the Ammunition men look to make an elimination before we get a new entrant!

[b]Sound: Only sixty seconds to go and look at the Corruption and Distortion pods, those guys are almost breaking down the door to get in as Team Ammunition has cleaned house here in the last minute or so. This here is what you call domination.

The crowd rises as Celt stands up to the Ammunition competitors trading punches with both men center ring, then goes off as CXC rises from nowhere to stand beside Celt.

Flare: I thought CXC was unconscious?

Chase: Apparently not but he is clearly weakened as Celt is doing most of the punching from their side!

Sound: I don't think he can last much longer either!

Chase: No, but O'Rion appears to be fading under his blows too!

Sound: I think Romeo has noticed that as he looks at the struggling CXC in frustration!

Celt and O'Rion trade massive haymakers. Both stagger on their feet but Celt appears to be the quicker to recover and leans back for the knockout punch!

Chase: Clothesline. Romeo with the save, shoving aside the flailing CXC in time to save his team mate!

Sound: You'd have to say that with their better strategy and teamwork Ammunition are in control of this match!

Chase: And it looks like they may claim their first elimination as a staggering CXC stumbles into the grip of both O'Rion and Romeo!

With a glance to at each other and a nod O'Rion and Romeo lift CXC high in the air for a double powerbomb!

Chase: What an impact. Carter's body nearly broke in half and now O'Rion with the cover!

Crowd: One, Two, Three!

Ella Vader: Calvin X. Carter has been ELIMINATED!

Flare: ELIMINATION! WE FINALLY HAVE AN ELIMINATION, BAH GAWD KING!

The crowd goes nuts as CXC is eliminated. Team Corruption erupts in fury inside their pod and Team Ammunition clap on their team mates.

Chase: The first elimination of the night, folks, is from Corruption and that is a massive blow to their chances!

Sound: And a massive boost to Ammunition! O'Rion and Romeo are cleaning house all by themselves!

Alex O'Rion gets up from the mat but before he can fully stand up he is caught completely off guard and swung around viciously from behind.

Chase: STRONGARM TAKEOVER! WHAT THE HELL! Romeo just hit his team mate with the Strong Arm Takeover!

Flare: LOLWHUT?

Sound: WHAT?!

The crowd goes mad at this unprovoked attack and the remaining Ammunition members in the pod suddenly swing from celebration to shock!

Sound: What the hell? Ammunition had this in the bag, what the hell is that Romeo thinking?

Flare: Hah, this is hilarious! Romeo just screwed his own team! I love it!

Chase: Look at the smug look on Romeo's face! I don’t know why he did it, but I think he had this planned all along!

Sound: That traitor! And look at the Ammunition pod. They can't believe it, especially O'Rion's, Tag Team partner Chris Austin. He looks like a caged wolf and Romeo is a rabbit out there!

Romeo smiles smugly to himself as the chorus of boos from the crowd continue. He lifts up Dunn who happens to be the nearest body and places him on top of O'Rion and signals for the ref to count.

Flare: The referee counts! Oh yeah! One, two, three! Bye-bye, Alex!

Ella Vader: Alex O’Rion has been ELIMINATED!

Chase: What a shock that was. Romeo and O'Rion appeared to have a real chemistry in the ring and now Team Ammunition may have gone from favourite to underdog in an instant!

Sound: I trusted Romeo! I thought he was one of the best in this match! TRAITOR!

Flare: He certainly is the best… at LETTING YOU DOWN! I’m so proud of him!

The countdown now appears on the screen and the crowd starts to count along with it, ready for the next entrants in the match!

Crowd: Ten, nine, eight...

Flare: Who’s it gonna be? Who’s it gonna be?

Sound: Hush!

Crowd: ...five, four, three, two, one!

The pod doors open and the next round of entrants step out from the pod!

Chase: This is it, we’ve got our third round of entrants, and it seems to be Gabriel Crow for Ammunition, Caprice for Distortion, and PX for Corruption! Dalby, why Crow?

Sound: Why Crow? Screw the gameplan, Chase, the almighty Romeo has other things on his mind apparently!

Flare: Man, I hope Romeo never gets eliminated. He’s going to take everyone out all by himself.

Sound: You do realize that he’s still going to try and get Ammunition to win, right?

Flare: But if he takes everyone else on his team out, then it’s easy pickings for the other teams!

Chase: Flare has a point there, Dalby, I don’t think Romeo is going to be able to take on the other teams all by his lonesome.

Sound: We just saw what Romeo is capable of, gentleman and lady. He was cunning enough to use his teammates and destroy them after that alliance.

Chase: That may be true, but you’d think that after that, nobody from Team Amm – or anyone else, for that matter – would want to work with him. Now I know why they call him the Italian Wolf.

Sound: Touche. But then again, I don’t think Romeo gives a damn either.

Chase: Well, both Corruption and Ammunition are a man down as we get into the third round of entrants and it is absolutely going crazy in here! PX and Celt hearkening back to their old days as they team up and take on the team of Dunn and Dunnwood!

Sound: Leon Caprice and Gabriel Crow now going at it, while that bastard Romeo is now biding his time and resting on the sidelines!

Flare: Look at the Ammunition pod. My hate sense is tingling way too much in that direction.

Chase: Lots of love lost from Team Ammunition to Romeo, and I can already sense Chris Austin, Alex O’Rion’s tag team partner, steaming over there.

Sound: When Austin comes out of there, he’s not going to attack Romeo. That man loves winning too much to jeopardize his team’s chances at victory here. It hurts all of us, but he’s not going to stoop to his level.

Chase: Well, that’s very noble of him.

Flare: Pussy.

Chase: Leon Caprice nails Gabriel Crow with the DDT now and there’s the cover, one, two – Romeo breaks the pin up!

Sound: Heh.

Chase: Romeo now taking on Caprice as they brawl and he whips him to the ropes, he rebounds but PX and Celt with the dual clothesline!

Sound: But Dunn catches them both with the split-leg dropkick!

Chase: Gabriel Crow takes advantage of this and tries to attack Dunn, but Dunnwood is on his case and he stuffs him down with a powerslam!

Sound: I suppose you can’t count Romeo out now as he’s given Dunn a suplex and is now brawling with Dunnwood!

Chase: Romeo showing that whatever traitorous tendencies he may have, he’s still in the game but there’s Caprice with a flash back mat slam on Romeo!

Sound: He’s just taking revenge on Romeo and now he’s running the ropes...

Flare: Where’s that spot monkey going?

Chase: Springboard moonsault on Romeo! The ref counts!

Sound: Knock that bastard out!

Chase: One, two, thr- no, Romeo gets the shoulder up!

Flare: Aww, too bad!

Sound: Dammit!

Chase: PX and Dunnwood now going at it, I’m sure PX isn’t too happy about the reception he got at Distortion... but he totally deserved it, though.

Flare: And why the fuck is that?

Chase: He came into Distortion territory and pretty much asked for it?

Flare: He’s the TV champ, he’s supposed to be everywhere!

Chase: ...And your point is?

Flare: Corruption is awesome?

Sound: Dunnwood with the lariat attempt, PX ducks and it’s Celt who comes in to save his brother with a spear to Dunnwood!

Chase: War Games definitely breaks barriers if it can get these two estranged brothers to work together!

Flare: It’s all about the win, Chase!

Chase: Indeed it is, Flare, and Dunn and Caprice now fighting Romeo and Crow here!

Sound: Crow had better watch his back, lest a certain someone feed him to the wolves.

Flare: Oh, I’ll be fine with that. You too, Chase, right?

Chase: No, I certainly don’t think I will be fine with someone betraying his teammate.

Flare: You do-gooder losers.

Sound: How would you feel if someone like... I don’t know, Hostyle betrayed you like that?

Flare: What? Jose? He would never... would he?

Chase: I wouldn’t think so, no...

Flare: See? He’d never... ask me something else, Dalbs.

Sound: I told you not to call me that.

Flare: Then I’ll get back to calling the match... Dalbs.

Sound: I’m so going to kill you at the parking lot.

Chase: When you’re done wagging your penises in each other’s face, can we please get back to calling this match? Team Ammunition holding their own against Caprice and Dunn... Gabriel Crow with the tornado reverse STO to Caprice!

Sound: Beautiful maneuver there, just driving the head into the mat as he disorients him with the twist.

Chase: Crow with the cover – one, two, no, it’s Dunnwood who manages to break it up as Dunn has his hands full fighting Romeo.

Sound: However, Dunnwood pays the price as Celt delivers a german suplex!

Chase: PX makes the cover, one, two, no, kicks out! Too early!

Sound: Crow goes up top, Caprice down on the mat...

Chase: He flies!

Flare: Hah! Dunn just dragged the Aussie out of the way! Crow eats canvas!

Chase: Matt Dunn with a football kick to Crow’s gut to add insult to injury!

Sound: Typical Matt Dunn. All insult, very little actual injury.

Chase: He’s taken great advantage of Gabriel Crow’s mishap, but there’s Romeo with... a sleeper?

Sound: No, he lifts him up... and turns it into an uranage!

Flare: Is it just me, or does Romeo love that uranage a little too much?

Chase: Romeo makes the pin attempt, Romeo has been a major player in this match so far! He covers, the ref counts! One, two, thre – no, Dunnwood manages to save it just in time!

Sound: Oh, thank god. I didn’t want another elimination under Romeo’s name.

Chase: PX with a one-handed bulldog on Dunnwood, and it’s Celt who now takes on Romeo here...

Flare: The Irish brothers are out to fight tonight!

Sound: ...Really?

Flare: What? What is it now, Dalbs?

Sound: That was... irrevocably corny of you. Really? “The Irish brothers are out to fight tonight”? I expected better.

Flare: I’m trying to think on the fly here, so shut yo’ white-ass mouth.

Sound: ...You’re white.

Chase: Fellas, please. Caprice now picking Crow up... kick to the gut, powerbomb hold... crucifix position! I think he’s looking to go for the Time Warp!

Sound: ...No, Gabriel Crow slides out of the hold and he’s got his neck! Here it is... chokeslam! One Way Trip Straight to Hell!

Chase: Crow goes for the cover... no! Matt Dunn! Matt Dunn! Matt Dunn with the Ode to the Brothers Dunn! He goes for the cover!

Sound: No, Dunnwood has Romeo!

Flare: One, two, three! Crow is out! Hah! Ammunition is down two guys!

Ella Vader: Gabriel Crow has been ELIMINATED!

Chase: This does not look good for Ammunition at all. Distortion has three guys out there, Corruption has two, and... Romeo.

Sound: I’ll bet Romeo wishes he didn’t take out Alex right now.

Flare: Tooooo baaaaaaad.

Chase: Luckily for your division, Dalby, we’re about to finally get the fourth entrant here! Sixty seconds!

Sound: And everyone is on Romeo’s case now! See what you’ve done, you idiot?

Chase: Everyone is attacking Romeo, trying to get Ammunition completely out of the picture now!

Flare: This has been pretty interesting so far. Who knew stupidity could draw ratings?

Sound: Stupidity? Didn’t you applaud Romeo earlier?

Flare: I loved it, yes, but that doesn’t mean it wasn’t stupid at all.

Chase: Everyone just beating up on him, but Romeo is trying his hardest to just fight back!

Sound: I honestly don’t care what happens to him anymore.

Chase: Here we go, the countdown is now at ten!

Crowd: Ten, nine...

Chase: Only two men left in each pod, I think it’s pretty obvious who’s coming out next now...

Crowd: ...Four, three, two, one!

The house lights flash as the pod doors open and everyone who isn’t a captain comes out!

Chase: Like I said, it’s pretty obvious! The captains are left in the pod as Chris Austin, Nick Bryson, and Hannibal Frost have come out!

Sound: That is very interesting indeed... and here comes Austin as he tries to save his partner from everyone! Hey, I thought you hated that guy?

Chase: Like I said earlier, Dalby, Chris Austin cares about winning too much to try and jeopardize his team’s chances! He’s not going to stoop down to Romeo’s level!

Sound: Well, he’s channeling his anger here as he’s absolutely cleaning house!

Flare: Super-Austin?

Chase: Completely powered by anger, and not even Bryson and Frost were spared!

Sound: Look at that... Romeo doesn’t even know where he is.

Romeo gets up from the beating he took, to see Chris Austin staring him down. The tension is so thick you can cut it with a knife.

Chase: Uh-oh... what’s going to happen now?

Flare: Isn’t this the part where they stare lovingly into each other’s eyes... then make out passionately?

Sound: Austin pushes Romeo, and he falls on his ass...

Chase: And walks away. Told you he’s not going to potshot him.

Flare: Aww, that’s so bromantic.

Chase: Austin now goes back to work on their opponents and Romeo looks like he’s surprised that Austin didn’t beat him to a pulp.

Sound: He should’ve been. God knows he should’ve been.

Chase: Ammunition still outmatched here as Distortion now has four guys playing for them, Corruption’s got three, and Ammunition’s only got two! Distortion is absolutely dominating here!

Sound: But Chris Austin, ever the consummate fighter, tries to take on Dunn and Dunnwood at the same time here!

Chase: PX also dealing with Hannibal Frost!

Flare: And Romeo, Caprice and Celt are having a threesome!

Chase: ...A three-way brawl.

Flare: How is that different from what I said?

Chase: Totally different.

Flare: ...No, I don’t think so.

Chase: Celt with a belly-to-belly suplex on Leon Caprice! But Romeo with the sleeperslam on Celt! Romeo goes for the cover! One, two – no, PX breaks that pin up!

Sound: Frost with a running low boot on PX! He took his eyes off of him for a little too long there!

Chase: Let’s take a look at Dunn and Dunnwood verus Austin and Bryson! Remember that Nick Bryson was a part of the Corruption hit squad that invaded Ammunition 11.3, I wonder how these two are really going to work out?

Sound: I expect Bryson to be senseless on the mat a little later on.

Chase: Bryson with the lariat to take out Dunnwood and Austin with the rolling elbow to hit Dunn!

Sound: I do love a good rolling elbow.

Chase: ...And Austin quickly turns on Bryson, kicking him in the gut!

Sound: Don’t say I didn’t tell you so.

Chase: COLDWATER DDT! Austin hits the Coldwater DDT on Nick Bryson! Austin with the cover!

Sound: This may be the elimination AMM is looking for!

Chase: One, two, thr- no! Celt breaks it up! Celt breaks it up! It may have left a bitter taste in his mouth, aiding Nick Bryson, but he had to do it!

Flare: You know what else leaves a bitter taste in mouths?

Sound: You having sex with yourself inside the ring?

Flare: Hey hey hey... that was the highest-rated segment in all of FMW history.

Sound: Lies.

Flare: You just jealous because you suck.

Sound: Says the man who choked away his World Title shot.

Flare: Why I oughta-

Chase: Hey! Enough of that bollocks. It’s Romeo versus Frost now, going at it!

Sound: Frost with an axe handle to Romeo’s face!

Chase: Austin also dueling with Celt, who broke up his chances of eliminating Nick Bryson.

Sound: Celt with the european uppercut, I’m actually amazed the leprecan’t can strike in a dignified manner.

Flare: That move is from Europe, you know.

Sound: No, thank you, Captain Obvious.

Flare: ...Man, fuck you.

Chase: Celt going for a swinging neckbreaker on Chris Austin... and hits it! Celt’s the one who finally puts down the rampaging Chris Austin, if only for a while!

Sound: PX now battling Dunnwood here.

Flare: Has anyone noticed how ugly Dunnwood is? I mean... come on. There are ugly people, but Dunnwood looks like those orcs from Lord of the Rings. His necromancer thing isn’t helping.

Sound: At least he isn’t a fairy like you.

Flare: What is so wrong with being good-looking?

Sound: Your attention to your appearance makes you seem homo. You ever seen Dashing Cody Rhodes?

Flare: Yes, but I’m prettier than him.

Sound: See what I mean?

Chase: Do I really have to get in the middle of you two? PX goes for the Total Annihilation cutter on Dunnwood... but Dunnwood pushes him away!

Sound: Not looking good for More Successful Leprecan’t.

Chase: Dunnwood gets him, kick to the gut... there it is! Dead Air Mk II! He got all of that powerbomb flush!

Sound: Flush indeed.

Chase: Dunnwood goes for the cover... but there’s Celt to save his brother with a sweet low kick to Dunnwood’s head!

Sound: Leprecan’ts always have each others’ backs.

Chase: Celt picks up Dunnwood, and knocks some sense into him with a STIFF right hand! Celt sends him to the corner!

Sound: And everyone else is busy doing their own thing.

Chase: Celt gets him up, he’s looking for it, will he hit it... and there’s the Eternal Driver! Dunnwood eats the mat!

Flare: Finally, Corruption gonna get back in the game!

Chase: Team Distortion with their hands full, Matt Dunn looking to go to Dunnwood’s aid but Nick Bryson stops him in his tracks! Celt covers! Celt covers!

Flare: Jesus christ, I’m excited but take it easy, Chase!

Chase: Sorry! Ref counts! One, two, three! Dunnwood is out of here!

Ella Vader: Dunnwood has been ELIMINATED!

Chase: And Distortion is now down one man to even the odds just a little more with Distortion and Corruption at three, and Ammunition still at two!

Flare: Oh god we need more eliminations! Those are the only fun things going for this match!

Chase: Romeo fighting Leon Caprice, PX and Nick Bryson fighting Hannibal Frost, and Austin going to town on Matt Dunn now! We’ve got around a minute and a half left before the pods open for the final time!

Sound: I like these odds, they’re a lot better now that the stupid green brand isn’t so overwhelming with their stench!

Chase: Dunn keeping Austin on his toes... and Austin with a fisherman suplex!

Sound: Hard-hitting move right there!

Flare: Oh, that was SO clever! What a HARD-HITTING MOVE that was!

Sound: It really was.

Chase: Austin goes to pick up Dunn and continue his beatdown... but Dunn with an uppercut to the throat!

Sound: Oh no, I’ve seen this before...

Chase: DUNN GOES FOR THE TIGER PALM STRIKE... but Austin has also seen this before as he manages to duck it!

Sound: Ah, there’s a good man!

Chase: AUSTIN WITH THE OCCAM’S RAZOR! HE LAID OUT DUNN!

Sound: Come on, Austin, everyone’s busy and you have to eliminate him quick now!

Chase: Austin managed to stop the C-c-c-combo Breaker and laid out Matt Dunn with the Occam’s Razor! What ring presence!

Sound: That’s the hallmark of an Ammunition superstar.

Flare: Hallmark my pretty white ass.

Chase: Austin savagely raises Dunn up... and hits the CLASS DISMISSED! CLASS DISMISSED! RIGHT ON DUNN’S HEAD!

The impact on the Class Dismissed was so brutal that the referee feels the need to check on Dunn’s state, telling Austin to stand aside.

Chase: Interesting. The ref is checking on him.

Flare: What, are we stopping this match for blood?

The referee stands up and makes a gesture. Austin looks elated.

Ella Vader: Matt Dunn has been ELIMINATED!

Chase: Dunn’s been knocked out!

Sound: Hah! Goes to show you the absolute power... of AMMUNITION!

Flare: Please, get over yourself.

Chase: Hold on, the countdown is on the screen now, we’re about to have the team captains enter play! Count it, everyone!

Crowd: Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven! Six! Five!

Flare: FOUR! THREE! TWO! ONE! HERE WE GO!

Chase: The pods are opening for the last time! The last three competitors of this match up are now entering the ring!

Sound: You can’t really fancy Distortions chances with the ever opportunistic Seth Omega now can you? I mean really… Seth Omega! Doesn’t even compare to the quality of Drew Michaels as the trump card for Ammunition! Yet he saved himself for last no doubt to get in on the glory!

Flare: I don’t think you give Corruptions last entrant any justice. Harley is one of… if not nearly the most dangerous man in the federation. That is of course with me being the most dangerous. Not to mention Corruption is only a single man down! You have to admit, my baby brand is looking very strong!

Sound: Shut the up… fuck!

Chase: All three men quick to enter the fray! Nick Bryson dropping everything to go straight for Drew Michaels! Drew Michaels only just in the ring, now having to face off against a man who was once his most powerful ally and friend!

Flare: Drew and Nick are not wasting any time getting to business on this brawl! Though Drew is fresh, Nick hasn’t been in all that long either! The two are trading punches to no end! A quick knee from Drew to the stomach of Nick! He goes for a DDT! Nick Bryson is quick to get those arms around the torso of Drew! A suplex!… Nice reversal, almost as good as one of mine…. Almost… I’m talking pretty close to what I can do it was that good!

Chase: Harley isn’t picking any favourites as he moves in to work on the fresh Seth Omega! Quite strange as he had a chance to blindside Hannibal Frost. Am I still sensing some old ties to HavOc still lingering. Seth see’s Harley coming and goes straight at him, looking to bring the big man down with a powerful tackle! Harley able to avoid, viciously sending Seth into the cage wall I think the last time these two met was in the Hayabusa Cup in the finals.

Flare: Yeah, both losing to my mute girlfriend if I’m not mistaken.

Sound: Flare… shut up… If you keep annoying the shit out of me I will bitch slap you so hard you’ll wake up and suddenly realize its 2020!

Chase: Stop it you two! This is only the most important match of the night!

The battles continues to rage on. Nick Bryson and Drew Michaels still focusing on each other as Michaels manages to switch behind Nick after a telegraphed strike, grabbing him and lifting him up for a german suplex. Seth Omega by now is extracting revenge upon Harley, landing in a sidewalk slam. Celt keeps control of Romeo, clinching in a headlock before turning sideways to flip the man down to the mat, following with an elbow drop. PX keeps Leon up against the side of the cage, landing as many strikes in as possible. Austin and Frost turning to face each other amongst the chaos, Frost impressively managing to grasp Austin with a snap suplex, sending him straight over the head of Celt who had been on the verge of capitalizing on Romeo.

Chase: I don’t know who to follow! This match is just utter madness!

Sound: Did you see Frost land back first onto Celt! Both men just crumpling down, with Austin now taking advantage and beginning to beat on both of them! That’s Ammunition all the way! Austin really helping out the team here!

Flare: I’m not so certain about that. Romeo just pushed Austin! He seems to be shouting that he could have handled it himself.

Sound: No… he was just aggressively contemplating his fellow team mate.

Flare: I know what I heard!

Chase: Harley gets taken away from Seth Omega by a backhanded strike from Leon Caprice. The Distortion wrestler managing to get one over of PX after evading a strike to convert into a drop toe hold against the side of the cage, giving him the chance to spinning back fist Harley. I don’t care what anyone says, that is some good old fashioned wrestling!

Flare: I didn’t know your brand knew the concept of Unit Chase!

Sound: Harley on the receiving end of a half nelson suplex from Leon Caprice! What momentum Harley had gained against Seth has now been taken away in an instant as he is forced the battle him! Hannibal Frost has a chance to join in on the action and double team… but… he doesn’t, he’s moving away from that conflict.

Chase: Looking back to the other side of the ring, Drew Michaels and Nick Bryson have not ceased at attacking each other since Drew managed to enter from the pod. Neither man getting any real leverage in their on going fight!

Flare: Speaking too soon! Nick ducking a clothesline attempt!

Chase: Jumping spinning heel kick! Looks like Drew Michaels just led Nick into a ruse! An impressive move from Drew Michaels! He’s looking to capitalize! Celt is in with the save!

Flare: Damn straight! Corruption looks after their own! Celt with one hell of a spinning neck breaker, he caught the FMW Veteran right off guard! Now he’s lifting Ammunitions heaviest hitter upwards! He’s setting up for the Brutality Driver! Drew Michaels looking to battle his way out! He’s not having any luck! I’ve never seen Celt so pumped up!

Sound: Here comes Austin to break up the move! No! Nick Bryson has got him down with a sneaky yet effective dragon toss! Fuck!

Flare: Celt hits it! This good be it for Drew Michaels! At the hands of CELT! He goes for the cover! Nick Bryson is keeping Austin at bay! No one is there to save him!

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A massive gasp rings out through the crowd as the ref only calls for a two count, no doubt having barely missed the last one. Romeo has hold of Celt’s legs, quickly dragging the Corruption wrestler from the downed Drew Michaels. Celt tries to kick the Ammunition wrestler from him, but Romeo manages to work his struggles to his own advantage, grasping Celt and managing to wrap him up into the White Death!

Chase: WHITE DEATH! HE’S GOT THE WHITE DEATH LOCKED IN!

Sound: What a reversal of fortune for the fightin’ irish eh Flare?

Flare: He hasn’t quite got the leverage he needs! Celt is fighting it! Celt can get out of this!

Chase: Flare might be onto something there! Nick looking to stomp on Romeo to help his faction member out! Austin however is quick to sieze him in a full nelson! Preventing a save!

Sound: PX is on the other side, Seth Omega stands in his way however!

Flare: Nooo!

Chase: Looks like Celt couldn’t hold on! He’s tapping! There is no sign of any help coming his way and he’s forced to tap! Gotta give it to Celt though, he lasted some time in that devastating move! He had to swallow his pride though, this match isn’t worth his career! Still, he managed to contribute to his team by eliminated Dunnwood.

Ella Vader: The Celt has been ELIMINATED!

[b]Flare: Damn it! Corruption has lost another. We still have some of the biggest hitters though! With Pure Extremist, Harley and Nick Bryson… how could we possibly lose?

Chase: Three vs. three vs. three. I have to say this match is getting interesting. It would seem that the odds no longer favour Corruption at least!

Flare: Of course they do! What have you guys got between you?!

Sound: Michaels, Romeo and Austin… face facts, that’s the winning team right there!

Drew Michaels manages to struggle up to his feet again, moving in on Nick Bryson to assist Chris Austin as the two begin to beat down on Bryson. Harley begins to get the better of Leon Caprice with a heavy body slam, following up with a leg drop to keep the Distortion wrestler grounded. His progress is going well before Seth Omega manages to jump into the fight, drop kicking Harley in the back to force him against the steel cage wall. Seth goes to follow up with another shoulder tackle, but is intercepted by PX who manages to drive him to the ground with an impressive DDT.

Sound: The latest entries have failed to make the impact I was expecting!

Chase: There’s only five minutes between them and the previous entries! Though they do have an advantage, its not greatly significant.

Flare: PX giving a good name to Corruption as he begins to smash Seth across the face with each fist.

Chase: Seth responds with some good ol’ brawling of his own! The two really going at it! We got the team leader going against a Corruption peon here!

Sound: How the hell did Seth get to be the leader of your team? Does the guy even know what team means?!

Chase: Of course he does!… I would think anyway…

Sound: Seth with a head butt! Underhanded! That isn’t in my book!

Chase: An effective move though! PX’s nose is busted open! He’s stumbling back! Here is Leon Caprice with a quick roll up! I think PX is still dazed!

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Flare: NO WAY! No fucking WAY! How did that happen!

Sound: Corruption still going to win?!

Flare: PX can’t believe it! His frustration is clear as he is forced to leave the match! An underhanded blow from Seth cost him his place in the ring! Dammit!

Ella Vader: PX has been ELIMINATED!

Chase: Corruption are now down to two, with Ammunition and Distortion still three a piece. The tide has completely turned now!

Sound: Hannibal Frost and Harley Quint are finally facing each other! The two very reluctant to go at it all match! Now they are finally coming toe to toe! You can sense there’s some respect there… personally, I hope both the bastards eliminate each other!

Chase: Hannibal Frost initiated a tie up with his former HavOc team mate! Whoa! Harley proving to be significantly stronger! A strong knee to the mid section! His arms are around Hannibal! He’s looking to land a piledriver! No! Back body drop! Against the cage!!!

Flare: C’mon! C’mon Corruption! Nick and Harley have surely got what it takes!

Hannibal Frost begins to stomp down against Harley who tries to get to his feet. The attack his suddenly thwarted as Nick managed to grasp Frost in a headlock from behind, quickly ramming his face against the steel pod of team Corruption. Romeo who had previously been fighting Nick moves in only to be on the receiving end of a clothesline by a rising Harley. Austin has the chance to make a move to assist Romeo, but noticeably holds back. Drew Michaels none the less moves in, but suddenly finds himself occupied as Seth Omega rushes him, the two beginning to have a clash of their own as Seth Omega manages to side suplex the Ammunition wreslter

Sound: Austin! What the hell are you doing?! Ro’s in trouble!

Chase: Oh… now your back on his side again!

Sound: There’s so much at stake here! So what if he screwed over Alex!… That was in the past! This is now!

Flare: Harley is picking Romeo for a fisherman’s suplex! Wait… no… there’s more to it! He’s stalling the move! It must be!

Sound: No!

Flare: The Sufferage!

Chase: Romeo is literally sent bouncing to the centre of the ring! Right in front of Austin’s feet! Harley is walking towards him! What is this?! Austin is holding his hands up and stepping away! He’s… allowing Harley to make a cover!

Sound: What theeeee fuck!

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Ella Vader: Romeo has been ELIMINATED!

Flare: Boo ya! I’m feelin’ sexy again!

Chase: Harley kept an eye on Austin that whole time! Don’t blame him… but the Ammunition wrestler allowed for Ro to be pinned! What the hell?!

Sound: What goes around... definitely came around.

Flare: Wait… Austin isn’t done! He’s picking up Romeo!

Austin drags Romeo towards the Distortion pod, forcing the door open before he places Romeo across the pathway of the door. The crowd are all going crazy, mixed reactions everywhere over the sound of people being slammed about the ring. Austin takes the time to look up at the crowd as he grasps the door of the pod, before slamming it down on Romeo’s back. Romeo can be heard shouting out in agony as Austin leans against the door, slowly trying to crush his spine between the door and the pod before he slams it down again and again. Austin then holds his arms up high, clearly pleased with himself as Romeo lies motionless with blood seeping from his mouth, having passed out through the agonizing pain. EMT’s rush down to tend to him, as Austin watches, only to be on the receiving end of a high angle back drop from Harley who stands back no more.

Sound: Crap… Romeo’s really hurt! The medical staff are rushing him from the ring! I didn’t like what he did... but this? Really?

Chase: Ha ha ha! Distortion’s winning!

Sound: God’s sake Chase! The man could be seriously hurt!

Chase: And I wish him a speedy recovery… but let’s face it. He deserved it and you know it... and Distortion still has three men!

Leon Carpice, Drew Michaels and Nick Bryson start to have an unusual exchange. Neither man teaming up with the other as they each take turns at landing vicious strikes at each other. Hannibal Frost and Seth Omega move on to both face against Austin and Harley who had previously been against each other. For a moment the two are forced to work together knowing both Distortion members have an advantage over them.

Sound: Leon Caprice manages to bring both Drew and Nick down with quite a senton splash! Throwing his body into their arms, like a typical Distortion wrestler always does with other men.

Chase: What? He just got the best of Drew and Nick!

Flare: With you there Sound. They just can’t help themselves those Distortion wrestlers, jumping into the arms of other men!

Chase: Fuck off! You’re both just jealous bastards! Distortion all the way!

Sound: Seth Omega and Harley are worth taking a look at. Once more I don’t care if they eliminate each other in their battle here.

Flare: Harley is looking pretty strong again! Some vicious knees! And now he has Seth set up for a pile driver! No back body drop this time! He lifts Omega upwards! No! Hannibal Frost with an elbow to the back of Harley’s head! He drops Seth who lands relatively safely! Harley is once more hesitant to take him on though! In fact, he’s letting Austin get to Frost! Both men forced to fight each other now as Harley moves back to Seth.

Seth tries to capitalize on the precious time Frost has gave him, moving in to try and set up for the Heart Shaped Box. Harley is quick to elbow his way out of it, grasping Seth by the neck before he begins to choke him violently. Seth however manages to send a knee into Harley‘s stomach, before grasping him by the back of his head, sending vicious knee strikes to his chest and his head. A splatter of blood escapes from Harley‘s mouth as one catches him under the jaw, making him stumble back. Seth rushes forward, as Harley still at his wits tries to counter his charge with a spear. Seth is hit hard, but manages to lock in a guillotine choke as he is hit, grounding Harley in his grasp.

Chase: Seth with an unusual approach. He’s not the submission kind of guy, but he managed to get that choke locked in good!

Flare: Harley managing to get onto his feet! Seth Omega holding on though! Harley running into the cage! Squashing Seth Omega against with a vicious charge! Damn it! He should have let go already!

Sound: Harley is down to his knees! Seth Omega’s choking him! Harley is down! I think he’s passed out!

Flare: Don’t be stupid!

Chase: Ref’s checking on Harley! He’s calling it! Seth Omega managed to keep that hold clinched on! He’s eliminated Harley!

Ella Vader: Harley Quint has been ELIMINATED!

Flare: NO!

Chase: The Ultraviolent Champion has been knocked out of the match! By god what a match!

Flare: Nick Bryson is all that is left representing Corruption… and you know what guys? He can do it… ‘cause Flare loves him!

Chase: You don’t seem all too confidant any more do you Flare?

Sound: I’m glad I don’t commentate for Corruption. The guy annoys the shit outta’ me.

Chase: Flare is right about one thing though. Only Nick Bryson remains for Corruption. Ammunition still have Chris Austin and Drew Michaels whilst Distortion has a healthy list of Seth Omega, Hannibal Frost and Leon Caprice!

Sound: Seth Omega slowly getting up to his feet. He looks surprised that he managed to get in such a style of elimination!

Chase: Drew Michaels comes up from behind! He grabs him around the waist! German Suplex into the cage! Shit… I don’t like that it happened to Seth Omega, but that was impressive!

Flare: It what he gets for eliminating Harley!

Drew Michaels doesn‘t let up as he manages to get his own guillotine on Seth, positioning himself as the crowd are all going crazy. It is only when he begins to send knees towards the top of Seth‘s skull that people realize he‘s using his finishing move.

Sound: Drew Michaels with the Revelations! on Seth Omega! Hannibal Frost is coming to make a save, but Chris Austin once again proving to be a key member of his team by dropkicking Hannibal Frost aside! Leon Caprice looking to make a save! Nick Bryson has other idea’s however with a big hip toss!

Chase: Key member?! Chris Austin got Romeo eliminated!

Sound: Quiet!

Flare: Seth is being beaten into a pulp! He’s not moving anymore! The stupid bastard won’t give up, he’d rather have his brains bashed in!

Sound: The ref is calling it! He can see Seth has been knocked out!

Chase: Damn!

Ella Vader: Seth Omega has been ELIMINATED!

Chase: Another knockout, this time on the Abandoned Champion!

Flare: So much for the Broken Saints! I think Drew Michael’s just made sure Seth broke up with them! That was some vicious stuff! That puts Distortion down one!

Sound: Making it two for me and Chase… but still only one for you smartass!

Chase: Hannibal Frost is getting into some trouble against Chris Austin, with Drew Michaels finishing off Seth Omega, he’s coming to assist his remaining Ammunition buddy! Chris Austin with an impressive display of athleticism! He’s lifting Hannibal Frost into a Canadian backbreaker! This could be it for Hannibal!

Sound: Drew Michaels is climbing the cage! Looks like Austin is only setting Hannibal Frost up for something big! Drew Michaels leaps from the cage wall! Leg drop onto Frost!!!


Flare: Frost taking all of that hit! He was sent spinning from Austin’s grip like a ferris wheel gone completely out of control! The crowd are absolutely loving it!

Sound: This is why Ammunition owns!

Chase: Whilst I don’t agree with that statement. I have to concede, that was some brutal team work by both Ammunition players. I think that’s it for Frost as Austin makes the cover!

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Once more Leon manages to make another save, diving against Nick to get him off of Frost who is only just beginning to come around. Nick and Leon begin to fight each other, getting up to their feet as Leon manages to push Nick right up against the cage. Drew Michaels quickly moves in, looking to clotheline the two of them, but only manages to get Nick Bryson, as Leon ducks under.

Chase: Leon breaks it up! This one is getting too close to call!

Flare: Corruption has Nick Bryson. There is the obvious call.

Sound: At picking a loser! We got Drew Michaels and Chris Austin. Chris Austin is taking advantage of Frost who still looks uneasy after the vicious double team move he received! Leon Caprice is now on Drew Michaels! Nick Bryson is taking a moment to recompose himself, letting the opposition battle it out!

Chase: Leon is on fire at the moment, having managed to keep his partner in the match whilst holding his own against some of the tougher competitors!

Flare: Now he has Drew on the back foot! A punch to the midsection! Leon grasping Drew Michaels! He’s looking for the Time Limit! We could be down to just two Ammunition wrestlers!

Chase: No! I… I don’t understand! Nick Bryson just kicked Leon’s legs from under him! Drew Michaels landing a bit awkwardly, but safely! Leon scrambling to his feet to meet the new threat!

Flare: Leon Caprice jumps up for a Hurricarana! No Nick! Wait! Nick holds him! He’s got him in a power bomb position! He’s got him up high!

Nick Bryson runs towards the Corruption pod, leaping up before power bombing Leon at the pod door. The force of the power bomb sends Leon straight through it as the crowd go ecstatic. Leon lies motionless as Nick Bryson goes for the cover.[I]

Sound: The cover! The cover!

Chase: How could this happen?! Leon was about to finish Drew Michaels! Why did Nick stop him!

Sound: One, two, three! Oh yeah!

Ella Vader: Leon Caprice has been ELIMINATED!

Flare: I think this motion should tell the story. Nick is pointing at Drew Michaels! He wants to face him one on one! He wants to be the one to eliminate him! He’s challenging him!

Chase: What?! Really?! Did he have to screw over Leon for that?!

Sound: Ammunition 2! Corruption and Distortion… 1!

Flare: Drew Michaels and Nick Bryson are fighting it out! Frost and Austin are also continuing some back and forth action as Frost manages to land a Russian Leg Sweep! Though Ammunition has two men left, both of them are pretty much occupied and unable to work together!

[I]The action is split between the remaining four competitors Austin managing to Spine Buster Frost whilst being lifted as Drew Michaels and Nick Bryson trade punches in the middle of the ring, gathering the attention. Nick manages to whip Drew Michaels towards the cage before rushing in the charge at him, slamming him against the wall. Keeping up the combo, he then manages to grab him around the waist to suplex him in a belly to belly suplex. Somehow Drew manages to scramble back to his feet, clearly out of focus as he struggles to keep his feet. This makes Nick rush forwards again to try and take advantage

Chase: Fuck! A massive jumping knee to the jaw of Nick Bryson as he was looking to finish off Drew! Bryson has been grounded!

Flare: Impossible!

Sound: That strike really stopped him dead! He went rushing skull first into the knee of Drew Michaels! He’s going for the cover! One, two... three!

Ella Vader: Nick Bryson has been ELIMINATED!

One third of the crowd are clearly heard in their loud acts of disaproval, however that third is outweighed by the other two who support opposing factions as it is the Corruption fans that are not pleased. With the elimination of Nick Bryson, Corruption are out of the Main Event.

Flare: FFFfffffuuuuuuuuuu-

Chase: THAT’S IT! Corruption is done, officially out of the running! It’s just Ammunition and Distortion now, and either one of these two teams will bring home ALL the bacon up for grabs!

Sound: And soon it will be just Ammunition!

Flare: NO!!!

Sound: Shut the up… fuck!

Flare: God dammit I think I’m done here!

Chase: Nick Bryson is gutted! He’s leaving the ring, he can’t believe he’s out when he had Drew where he wanted him. I can’t tell if Drew got lucky or managed to trick him! I don’t think it’s the latter though as Drew is still badly shaken after that devastating combo of moves he was on the receiving end of!

Flare: Fuck!

Sound: Drew Michaels is picking himself up now! He can see Frost is getting the advantage over Austin as he tries to lock in a sleeper hold!

Chase: Drew Michaels pulling Frost from Austin, pushing him up against the cage wall! He’s now kneeing the shit out of Frost who is on the defensive, stuck against the cage wall!

Sound: Face it Chase, this match is as good as finished! Chris Austin has his breathe back! He’s joining in the beating of Frost! Drew Michaels whips Frost at Austin! Chris Austin moves around Frost as he runs! Whoa! Inverted power slam! Impressive from RCA!

Chase: Damn it!

Flare: … Can’t believe Corruption lost!

Chris Austin picks up Hannibal Frost, who manages to just about push him away. Frost then moves in as the Distortion crowd are on their feet, Frost managing to land some strikes in on Austin. Drew moves in, but receives a few strikes himself before Austin ends the struggle with a vicious spinning high kick

Chase: I don’t think Frost has much more in him!

Sound: Austin picking Frost back up again! He’s setting him up for Drew Michaels! Drew Michaels rushes in! He’s looking to finish! He’s looking for the Busaiku Kick!

Flare: Frost gets out of the way!

Sound: What?!

Flare: Frost ducks! Austin takes all of the kick! Austin is down! Drew Michaels quickly checks on him! Austin ate all that kick!

Chase: Frost can’t waste this chance! THE BLIND SIDE! He just hit his trademark move on Drew! He is down! Frost with a cover! Distortion could pull one back right here!

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THREE!

Ella Vader: Drew Michaels has been ELIMINATED!

Sound: Impossible! That’s impossible!

Flare: YAH!

Sound: Why the hell are you supporting him?!

Chase: It’s even now!

Flare: More like you suck cock…

Chase: You’re just bitter!

Flare: It’s just Hannibal Frost and Chris Austin! I never would have guessed it would be these two at the end! It was suppose to be Harley or Nick!

Sound: Ammunition still has this! Both men getting up at the same time! Both exhausted as they look onto each other!

Chase: It’s all or nothing for both Ammunition and Distortion! And it kicks off! Frost and Austin starting the final fight! This is the beginning of the end!

Frost attempts a desperate cloth line, but Austin ducks it and manages to get behind Frost, landing a German suplex as he bridges it. He gets only two counts before Frost finds some hidden energy to flick out.

Chase: Fuuuuck! Close! Very close!

Sound: Austin picks up Frost, but gets a low blow for his troubles! Frost relying on cheap tactics now just to stay in the game!

Flare: No honour amongst these two losers!

Sound: A quick DDT plants Austin face down! A quick cover, but only a two once again! Both men really wanting to end this as fast as possible!

Flare: Hannibal is setting up Austin now, but Austin shoves him against the cage wall! A knee to the stomach! Strike to the face with a right hand!

Chase: Austin is pressing on hard! He’s striking and striking Hannibal Frost! He’s forcing him to the glass door of the Distortion pod! He lifts him up onto his shoulder! He’s looking to put him through the Distortion pod door!

Sound: Yah, how iconic would it be to shatter Distortions pod, and shatter their dreams at the same time!

Flare: Austin rushes forwards! But Frost slips out! Frost is behind Austin!

Sound: Oh no!

Chase: Frost shoves Austin hard against the pod! The pod glass shatters a little as Austin’s head bounces off! He stumbles back into a BLIND SIDE! Listen to those reactions! Austin is down!

Flare: Frost is near finished! He’s giving it all he’s got! He’s getting Chris Austin up! THE RED LABEL!!!!

Chase: Hannibal collapses onto Austin! He’s done!… But so is Austin! He has to be!

1!

Chase: War games!!!

2!

Chase: WAR GAMES!!!!!

THREE!!!

Chase: WWAAARRR GGGAAAAMMMMEEEESSS!!!!

Sound: NOOO!!!

Ella Vader: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, CHRIS AUSTIN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! THE WINNER OF THE WAR GAMES IS TEAM... DISTORTON!!!

Team Distortion (Hannibal Frost, Leon Caprice, Seth Omega, Dunnwood, Matt Dunn): (8.68 APS + 8.32 APS + 8.3 APS + 7.4 APS + 6.24 APS + 1.3 vote = 40.24 total)
Team Corruption (Nick Bryson, Harley Quint, PX, The Celt, Calvin X. Carter): (8.62 APS + 8.12 APS + 7.88 APS + 7.86 APS + 0 APS + 0.6 vote = 33.08 total)
Team Ammunition (Chris Austin, Drew Michaels, Romeo, Alex O’Rion, Gabriel Crow): (8.8 APS + 8.74 APS + 8.06 APS + 0 APS + 0 APS + 0.9 vote = 26.5 total)

Chase: YES! Hannibal Frost has done it!!! Hannibal Frost has won the match for Team Distortion! They win the War Games!

Distortion wrestlers begin to run down the ramp, the likes of Matt Dunn and Dunnwood taking their time as they re enter the scene. Caprice rushes down along with Seth Omega before being joined by other Distortion wrestlers as they celebrate one hell of a moment in FMW history. The cage structure begins to lift as Frost drags himself up to his feet, not noticing Austin who lurks close behind. Other wrestlers see that he is at his mercy with the cage still not up enough as Austin approaches. Frost turns around all too late, but instead of receiving an attack as expected, Austin shakes his hand, nodding in approval

Chase: Wow! Didn’t see that coming! Austin congratulating Hannibal Frost on a massive victory he can share with his team and his entire brand! Austin just said he rated Frost as A-… fancy that. Now he holds his arm up for all to see the victor of this match!

Sound: Austin now leaves… as disappointed as I am deep down. Now all the Distortion wrestlers are in the ring celebrating in a rare appearance as a unit, together!

Flare: Blah… I have to admit, though Corruption went out first. It was still one hell of a match. I just wish we had Jaro or Faith in there instead of Calvin. Might have been a different fight if we had someone make more of an effort!

Sound: Look at them! Distortion bastards celebrating!

Flare: Ugh…

Chase: Yes, that’s right, Distortion owns your souls! And just remember this moment, this historic event in FMW. The War Games comes to an end with Distortion as the victor, against all odds! Make sure to catch the next FMW event, when no doubt everything will change… for now, relish this moment as the best brand of the FMW stands victorious! For Dalby Sound and Flare, this is Chase, representing Distortion, and this has been Catalyst! I hope you’ve enjoyed this show as much as we have… See you next time, everyone!

OOC: Finally... WAR GAMES IS HERE! It is too awesome to be contained in just one post.

Anyway, this means Catalyst is finally done. Can't say the same for the pre-show, though. I'd like to sincerely thank the writers, you all did a bang-up job on this one. I know that the show is a little over a month delayed, and I'm going to take the blame for all of that.

But please, please, enjoy this one. So much work by those on staff was put into it.

OOC: Thanks to all my Distortion crew. You guys won this and deserve everything that comes your way as a reward. Suck it, Ammu-rruption.

Very disappointed in my own promo score but good match, I'm sure it won't be my last attempt for the gold. I'm not going to give up that easily.

...I lose...

OOC: But let it be said that the Streak went out fighting. Major Kudos to everyone who promoed and congratulations to everyone who came out victorious, especially Team Distortion. This was an exceptionally awesome show, well worth the extended wait IMO.

OOC: Congratulations Team Distortion. A few lucky breaks, but you still earned it.

Now, the show as a whole was very solid, sure we had some hiccups in participation and production but nothing too major. I enjoyed how the no-shows were dealt with swiftly. The FMW title match was strong and I too was surprised at Sky's score. Hopefully the aftermath helps.

The Gold Card was far too predictable for my liking. However, DGS and Kaoru REALLY shined here.

War Games was as awesome a clusterfuck as it could get. To have the highest promo score in defeat is something that's happened to me before at Catalyst, so it's bittersweet. Still it was a wonderful read.

GREAT backstage segments, from top to bottom.

Wedding seg fell flat to me, seemed too normal for FMW standards.


Anyway, that's all I got. Kudos to all involved and congrats to the winners.


IC:

Austin's equation has been proven false due to Ammunition variables not living up to their values. Drew Michaels kneed him in the face. Alex O'Rion didn't last five minutes in what should have been a match right down his alley.

At least he broke Romeo's back...but despite this and being the dominant entity of War Games, despite the defeat, the Student of the Game is VERY unhappy.

He will voice that soon.

David GS wrote:

...I lose...

OOC: But let it be said that the Streak went out fighting. Major Kudos to everyone who promoed and congratulations to everyone who came out victorious, especially Team Distortion. This was an exceptionally awesome show, well worth the extended wait IMO.

OOC - You're still unpinned in singles competition.

OOC: Well done to Distortion for seizing on the opportunity.

Great show in general although I felt the wedding was a little dissapointing. I mean it's Jaro's wedding.....where's the splosions and fireworks and shit?

The Gold Card fell a little flat also IMO.

These two things just seemed very vanilla in a show that was otherwise triple choc.

OOC: Yikes! That last match was pretty damn big. Massive congrats to Distortion Brand on their big win over the others. It was a shame not everyone showed for the other shows as it unfortunatley made it a little predictable. You really can't take it away from Distortion though, some heavy hitting promo's and a very good match to boot for the Main Event.

I'll leave some feedbax tonight sometime for the show, a little more in-depth for matches and segments and what not. Still not finished reading it completley you see >>


IC:

TyranT: Heh... Wut did Ah' tell yer'?! It was TyranT who came out on top of Catalyst this time! Screw Distortion and fuck yer' War Games... they don't matter 'cause they don't have the main prize this federation has to offer! The TyranT is the World Heavyweight Champion! The TyranT is still number one! Tonight, there ain't a single one of ya' idiiots that can say otherwise!

Get it Straight!.. PunK!

OOC: 8.3 isn't too bad. I'll take that. Also, lulz at Austin for saying he broke Romeo's back and not calling no homo on it.

IC: How fitting...the one Harley Quint falls to a choke hold. The Ultraviolent Champion falls to the Abandoned Champion, and now all is right in the world.

As far as Drew and his blindside attacks, that can be handled at a later date but for now...

We celebrate.

OOC:

That was a great show. Seriously. And of course I marked out for the Hanny/RCA battle at the end. Sweeeet.

I did sort of expect a higher APS though. Hoped to go out with a 9, but the raters for the War Games match just had to be the strict ones.

So, with that being said, I THINK I can go out with an 8.6.

When this place is so addictive, it's hard to choose between Hanny's future with FMW, or my actual real life future.

God damn lovable sons a' bitches.

OOC: Congratulations to all the people involved in Distortion's victory at Catalyst. I echo the sentiments about the no shows though. It would have been sexy to see everyone show for the main event especially.

Congratulations also go out to TyranT and Kaoru for pulling out massive victories in very tough match ups. Ty, you're really building a dominant reign as champion man, and keep going from strength to strength as the FMW Champion. It's something special mate, and it's really brilliant to see. Kaoru, as a former Gold Card Winner myself, I know exactly how powerful that card can be. That's your ticket to the main event mate, use it wisely and you could find yourself being the one defeating TyranT for the belt. Just keep the momentum and the hard work up, and I know you'll have a successful cash in.

While the backstage segments were all good, I just felt the pay-per-view fell a little flat. The Gold Card and FMW Championship matches brought a lot of excitement to the show, but the three matches with massive no-shows really killed the buzz. The writers did a great job though with what they had to work with. So congratulations to the staff on that front.

TyranT wrote:

TyranT: Heh... Wut did Ah' tell yer'?! It was TyranT who came out on top of Catalyst this time! Screw Distortion and fuck yer' War Games... they don't matter 'cause they don't have the main prize this federation has to offer! The TyranT is the World Heavyweight Champion! The TyranT is still number one! Tonight, there ain't a single one of ya' idiiots that can say otherwise!

Get it Straight!.. PunK!

Hey, TyranT...buddy, not sure if you're aware of this or not but since Distortion officially won the FMW Games we have that little thing promised to us for winning.

You see, since we won the War Games match and that catapulted us into the big victory for the Green Brand that means anyone who scored a point for Distortion has a title shot. So while you say fuck yer War Games, I say watch your old ass. Because you never know when a member of Team Distortion is lurking around the corner awaiting to take you down.

Just saying...

Hannibal Frost wrote:

OOC:

That was a great show. Seriously. And of course I marked out for the Hanny/RCA battle at the end. Sweeeet.

I did sort of expect a higher APS though. Hoped to go out with a 9, but the raters for the War Games match just had to be the strict ones.

So, with that being said, I THINK I can go out with an 8.6.

When this place is so addictive, it's hard to choose between Hanny's future with FMW, or my actual real life future.

God damn lovable sons a' bitches.

Just saying, we can totally make both work for you so you can have your cake and eat it too. Hanny can be here AND you have a real life. I promise it can happen. Just think about it man.



Goddamn do I feel like a drug dealer sometimes haha. But still, the offer stands; we can get you that good (e-fed) stuff.

Good morning class.


I come to you, having been proven wrong. I am embarrassed as EVERY Variable in my 'equation' went as it should, save for the variables that is Team Ammunition. Crow has no excuse...

O'Rion may have been blindsided, but I've seen him take worse. He should have kicked out. I would personally like to congratulate Hannibal Frost on an effort that even I didn't expect to see. While OTHER people will harp on 'eliminations', the fact remains that I was not the last man standing despite being the dominant one.


So, I failed. There were extenuating circumstances, but I allowed my emotions to best me when I should have surgically dissected Frost. As a result, I paid the price and got laid the fuck out.


Now, on to other things.

1. Seth, let it go. OK, you eliminated Harley Quint. Whoop-de-doo. Let's not forget that like 30 seconds later Drew choked you like the bitch you were and kneed you to sleep. I rendered Matt Dun unconscious with a Cutter but you don't see me touting it because I GOT ELIMINATED.

2. Romeo will likely never walk again. I tried to tell you he was a snake, Drew but you just wouldn't listen. Well, this mongoose has dealt with that particularly bothersome bitch.

3. If the rumors are true, I think it is a damn shame that Frost is walking away having earned a crack at TyranT. But beating Drew Michaels and the Student of the Game does that for you. Alas, my assessment still stands. A-minus. You are the ONLY reason Distortion won this damn thing. That and the ineptitude of Team Ammunition members Crow (who I may or may not deal with), Alex (who I will deal with) and Romeo (who I have dealt with).

4. I would like to speak to Alex and Drew after class.

There is no lesson really, except that matches aren't won with equations. They are won in the ring. Tonight, I did everything BUT get the W on behalf of Team Ammunition. So needless to say, given that and me eating knee from Drew, I'm in a REALLY unpleasant mood. So class is going to be relatively short this time out.


Class Dismissed. In case you still aren't getting it, go the fuck away.

???: Good morning, Mr. Austin.

You may have heard of me before. No, I guarantee that you have seen me hanging around, accompanying my boss.

Mr. Austin, my name is Tiberius Jefferson. I saw what you did to Romeo.

And let's just say... you may have to start looking for a substitute to teach your little class.

FUCK YEAH SEAKING!

Anyway. In response to the wedding segment... it's a precursor. You'll see the follow-up at 12.1 and 12.2. Jaro and I didn't want the wedding to be a big deal.

Na na na na... na na na na... hey hey hey... FUCK YEAH!

Fuck ye lo', I'm goin' tae ge' ra'-arsed.

OOC:

Just damn it all to Hell Drew. Seriously.

IC: Huh, blindsided by my own team mate.

All honesty I should have seen that one comin', sorry byes.

OOC: Thoughts and comments to come later.

I didn't blindside you.

I should have murdered that fucking snake when I had the chance.


DAMMIT.

Yes, it does suck for me.


Much like losing that Gold Card thing would suck for you. But word around the slutty backstage reporter is that you didn't have much belief in yourself.

I would be truthful and say that Team Ammunition's loss had more to do with the supporting cast (excluding Drew, as much as I dislike saying it), but yeah, I do. My equations and theory was a bit too...Radical for FMW.

There's not enough smart jocks in the world, and Catalyst proved that math and wrestling isn't a match made in heaven.

Alas, I'm sure I'll bounce back. But in all seriousness, you being OK with failure isn't good. Change that mindset. For your own sake.