RTE Show Thread

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Laura Spencer: Ladies and gentlemen, presenting your main event for the evening... introducing first... "The Selfish Animal"... Amadeus Frewin!



The crowd boos as Amadeus comes out to his music... and he can be seen vigorously protesting their displeasure with him, yelling "I'm not a bad man! I'm not a crook!"

Shane Cole: And now it's come to our main event, folks... this man, Amadeus Frewin, is going to be competing to gain the favor of the Board! We've seen this man insert himself into the main event picture upon his sudden reappearance - despite his questionable past and the reason he's been gone for so long. Now he is on a mission to challenge for the TWE World Heavyweight Title, and his first step will be tonight's match... can he show The Board that he is worth considering to go for the gold?

Jared Manning: Well, that IS the million dollar question tonight, Cole... just as much as this man's wardrobe, no doubt! See, that's the thing about Frewin that everybody seems to ignore: Frewin is an accomplished man - a made man! He has trained himself in so many disciplines, physically and mentally! He is the very definition of a self made man, and to top it all off... he has the lovely Elfreida by his side! Frewin has all of the things that any and every man should aspire to - all that he needs now is the TWE World Championship around his waist!

SC: Interesting choice of words you used there, Jared... "made man"? Sources say that Frewin had ties to, shall we say, "social undesirables" that are of interest to the authorities on every level - local, state, federal, even international! Forget being "self made" - Frewin's a wanted man!

JM: Keep your hogwash opinions to yourself, Cole - you, like all of these idiotic people, are so easily fooled by the media! Frewin is the American success story... and that just means he is being targeted by those in all places who are jealous of him, who want him to fall and fail. Your jealousy is so transparent - and so sickening. I thought you were better than this, Cole!

LS: And now, his opponent... hailing from New York City, NY... The Master of The Ballad, The Asshole Himself... Kaige Chamberlain!


Where there were unpleasant boos, there are now overwhelming cheers! The crowd pops hard for Chamberlain as he comes out, with a two-finger salute to the fans delight. As he passes a camera at ringside, he looks into the camera with a cocky smile and says "Ignorance is overrated, but arrogance is bliss!"

JM: THIS is the man these fans should be putting down... he's disrespectful. Unrefined. Snarky. Brash. Hell, he just praised being arrogant! HE'S AN ASSHOLE!!! But look at these people - THESE SHEEP - pandering to him, approving his behavior, encouraging him! He is nothing like the great Amadeus Frewin!

SC: And that's part of why these fans love him! Kaige is his own man, through and through! He doesn't hide behind anything - he owns every decision and action he makes! Chamberlain runs from nothing and nobody - and just as he stated earlier, he has been working day and night to become the premier wrestling star of TWE! While Frewin was away playing hide-and-seek with the feds, Chamberlain has been pursuing success the right way - LEGALLY! Now is the chance for him to prove that he belongs in the limelight - and I can't think of a better person to prove that against than that crook Frewin!

The two men stand in the ring as the ref checks them both. Frewin looks at Chamberlain with a mask of aloofness tinged with a hint of malice... and Chamberlain looks back with his trademark devil-may-care grin. The ref calls for the bell, and the match begins!

Chamberlain = Sabuta/Frewin = Makabe - stop at 13:35


Frewin fights out of the sleeper with a sit-down jawbreaker to knock Chamberlain loose... both men are staggered, but standing... Chamberlain rushes Frewin, Frewin with a kick to the gut to stop him, traps him in a powerbomb hold and lifts him - but Chamberlain escapes! Drops behind Frewin, spins him around and lifts him in a fireman's carry...

SC: Here it comes - Ballad of an Asshole! Into the cover -

1...

2...

3!!!

LS: Your winner... Kaige Chamberlain!

Chamberlain begins to celebrate... until...

Jared Manning: Here comes the boss!

Shane Cole: He’s not the boss. He is, at best, a spokesman.

Mr. Smyth walks into the arena to an eruption of boos and jeers, his left hand in his pocket while his right hand holds a mic. As he stands on the staging area, several stagehands hastily bring out Smyth’s statue and place it at the top of the ramp. The fans boo louder as Smyth stands next to his statue.

Mr. Smyth: The board of directors and I have been analyzing the show this evening and I am pleased to announce that everyone here has achieved a satisfactory standard, however we will be looking to improve on that in the weeks and months to come so we can make TWE the best efed in the world.

There’s a mixed reaction from the fans, with a small ‘TWE’ chant echoing around the arena.

Mr. Smyth: Mr. Chamberlain, the fact that you’ve managed to get a clean pinfall over your adversary is very admirable. It has been a while since you were last in a match and it is great to see that you haven’t lost your edge. You really did deserve your win this evening.

The fans pop, and a ‘Chamberlain’ chant starts up. Kaige starts to milk the crowd as Mr. Smyth waits for the noise to die down.

Mr. Smyth: Winning your match tonight has gone a fair way to impressing the board, but you don’t need to win everything to achieve success.

Kaige stops in the ring and looks at Smyth. He starts to shake his head and repeatedly say ‘no’.

Mr. Smyth: There is something more important than winning everything and that is how you go about your business and I know it is safe to say that, in this instance, Amadeus Frewin was much more impressive to the board of directors than you.

The fans explode with boos as Chamberlain kicks the bottom ropes in frustration.

Mr. Smyth: Don’t be too disheartened, Kaige. Like I said earlier, this was not a number one contenders match. It was, in essence, a showcasing event and there will be other opportunities for you to prove yourself, so everything will be fine.

You just have to remember that while the board will not always be the most popular of people, they will always do what is best for business.

SC: I - I don't believe this! Chamberlain got screwed!

JM: Au contraire, mon frere - you heard the Spokesman of the Board! No harm, no foul. Chamberlain will get another opportunity. Maybe. For now, he needs to head to the back of the line with the other losers... it's Frewin's time to shine now!

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Shane Cole: Well, that... match, that... I don't really know what to say about what we just saw from Smyth, but regardless I think we're about to hear from our TWE World Champion, Van Darius now!

Jared Manning: Well, it's about time! I want to see what this spineless psychopath has to say about his actions! And it had better be good!



As the unfamiliar theme blares through the arena, the crowd reacts with a mixed chorus of boos and cheers, not sure who the man behind the curtain will be. The mixed reaction soon turns to a massive eruption of cheers when TWE champion Van Darius makes his way out onto the stage with the championship hanging from his right hand and a small white bag in his left. Darius raises the championship high above his head to an even louder pop from the crowd, and then he slowly begins to walk down the ramp.

Darius: Titan Wrestling Enterprise. One of the fastest growing wrestling industries in the world today, and yet the board of directors attack their world champion with a bunch of thugs.

The crowd boos at this.

Darius: Exactly folks. The board decided to come with bullshit lies, saying I run around doing whatever the fuck I want, however the fuck I want, and whenever the fuck I want. The last I checked, I played by the goddamn rules, and it was everyone else breaking them. Not me! What those idiots on the board don't realize is that I am their money maker, goddamn it! No disrespect to any of you fans out there, you're the ones paying for the tickets, the shirts, the hats, the wristbands, the toiletpaper, and the autographs! But lets be honest folks ... Who do you come to see?!

Van Darius holds the microphone into the air as the crowd starts to chant Darius!

Darius: Exactly! These people come to see the TWE champion Van Darius! And I'll be damned if you take that right away from them! I am sick and tired of being stepped on and walked all over. Those days are done! I may not be some six foot eleven, three hundred pound monster, but I sure as hell can knock some teeth down some throats! If all of these guys want to come out here and attack me like that, then be my fucking guest! I'll gladly destroy each and every one of you! Nothing is going to stop me from now on!

And speaking of being unstoppable ... Let's talk about the EWNCW Proving Grounds tournament that I have advanced in. I'm one step closing from finally advancing into the big leagues! One step closer to proving why I am the TWE champion. One step closer to Inferno or Rage. One step closer to becoming either the World Heavyweight Champion ... Or the EWNCW Champion.

The crowd explodes with cheers.

Darius: I still have a ways to go though, the tournament is far from over my friends. So while I kick ass and take names in this tournament ... I'll gladly fight the power. Listen here, "Board of Directors", and listen closely. You want to send your goonies out to ambush me? You want to hurt your TWE champion? You want me gone? Well guess what, I'm staying here for a while, and while I'm here, I'm going to prove your accusations correct!

Darius slides into the ring and places the bag down but keeps the microphone in the same hand.

Darius: You claim that I'm an unstable, loose-cannon champion, right? Well, how about I show you what a truly unstable, loose-cannon champion is? Would you big wigs like that? Would you beautiful people of the TWE Universe like to see that?!

The crowd chants "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Darius: You're goddamn right you want to see that! So whoever the hell the mastermind behind the attacks on me is ... You have made a huge mistake my friend! I may only be one man, but this one man has done more than anyone else on this fucking roster! You think you can take me out, just like that? Well you're wrong! I'm a one man army! I'm my own version of the great King Leonidas of Sparta! You have declared war on the wrong man, big wigs, and you'll regret it!

So go ahead, send Mr. Smyth down here! Send the Seven Deadly Sins! Send Shaz! Send Gaileo! Send Blue! I don't give a fuck! I'll take them all head on, right the fuck now!

Darius kneels down and opens up the bag, and after a brief moment, pulls out a small cluster of barbwire! Darius then rolls out of the ring and lifts the apron up and pulls a kendo stick from under the ring and then rolls back into the ring and wraps the wire around the kendo stick!

Darius: Come on! You want loose cannon you mother fuckers, I'll show you loose cannon!

Darius slams the microphone down to the outside of the ring hard, smashing it to pieces, then he slams the stick into the ropes hard a few times before finally raising it into the air to a pop from the crowd! Darius leans over the ropes and bites down onto the barbwire with a sick grin on his face...

JM: Called it! Darius has gone totally mental!

A flock of security come down the ramp in a hurry with orders to restrain the unstable Darius. There are at least ten of them around the ring... and Darius doesn't seem bothered in the least. If anything...

SC: ... It looks like... he wants them to come get him!

The security personnel storm the ring - and taste the wrath of Darius. The barbwired kendo stick flies to and fro, a security member falling with lacerations with every swing, cries of pain and suffering from the security amidst laughter and shouts of joy from Darius. Within moments, the ring is littered with security personnel beaten to within an inch of their lives. Darius paces the ring, yelling at The Board to "Send more! SEND THEM ALL!" But he suddenly stops as his eyes lock onto...

SC: It's him! The hooded man from last week!

Seemingly out of nowhere, a man in all black, with a black hoodie obscuring his face, stands on the ring apron. Darius stares at him wild-eyed, beckoning him to come get some. The man in black seems to shake his head, then points at the Titantron. Darius looks, seeing The Board on screen... their faces can't be seen, but it is obvious that they are looking at him. Saying nothing. Darius yells at them, encouraging them - taunting them - to try again. The screen goes black, and the Board are gone. Darius looks back to the man in black...

But he is no longer there, vanished like a spectre.

SC: What is this? Who was that man in black?

JM: I thought you were seeing things, Cole - but now I see them too! What the hell is going on here? This is... this is crazy! This is anarchy!

Darius holds the TWE World Title high in one hand... and the barbwired kendo stick in the other as the show comes to an end - with the crowd chanting "Darius! Darius! Darius!"

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Whos ready for a house show, with the next hour I will post a house show and if you want in PM me and you will be included

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TWE House Show live in Montego Bay, Jamaica

Match 1: JJJ vs Rick Spears

Finish: After a total domination by Spears, he lets JJJ of in 2:57 with the BackSnapper



Tag Action: Nutz and Boltz v The Turne Brothers
Finish:great back and fourth match which saw Luke Turne pick up the win after The Elite Bloodline blindsided
Bradley Boltz and raised their titles in the air




VixXens Bout: Barbie Panzer v AshAttack

Finish: AshAttack started in a flurry but the experience of Barbie prevailed when she locks in the
Sharp Shooter in 9:16




BloodOath Title match: Scarfo Jonez (C) v Adrian Leavit

Finish: Scarfo Jonez made light work of Adrian Leavit in 3:12 with the people of Montego Bay booing intensely as Scarfo walks off with title in hand




Main Event Tag Team match: Van Darius/Kaige Chamberlain v Amadeus Frewin/Mr Smyth

Finish: Awesome match with ends with the hot tag in of Van Darius who does a number on Mr Smyth before Amadeus tags himself in but fairs no better as Van Darius dominates and sets up for The Spear but Amadeus evades and Mr Smyth uses his IronFist title to hit Van Darius straight into the forehead causing the Referee to call for the bell in 18:52

Post Match: Kaige Chamberlain goes after Mr Smyth though Mr Smyth has already made his exit strategy which leaves Amadeus Frewin in the ring with a semi concussed Van Darius
Frewin takes this opportunity to beat up Van Darius who would at this moment struggle to know what show he is on though Frewin is relentless and after Two Selfish Spikes leaves a bloodied Van Darius in the ring while the crowds are horrified at what they have just seen

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The crowd goes wild as TWE WarPath goes live! Fans are cheering, signs are being waved and plenty of wrestling shirts are on display as the show begins!

Shane Cole: Hello, ladies and gentlemen - and welcome to TWE WarPath! The official territory and proving ground of the world's greatest wrestling federation, EWNCW - and the place where the future of wrestling is decided! I'm Shane Cole, here to call the action as it happens -

Jared Manning: And I'm color commentator extraordinaire Jared Manning Esquire, here to call the BS as it happens! Speaking of which - Shane, weren't you supposed to be replaced? Maybe by a broom? Hell, I'd take a bucket of water over you any day...

Shane Cole: No such luck, pal *chuckles* Anyway, back to the matter at hand... tonight, we have more action, more drama and even more than all that! Tonight, we will see the Proving Grounds tourney continue as Ryku O'Ryan takes on Kryptonite and Matt Ryder goes one-on-one with Patrick Michaels! But to start off, we're going to hear from the TWE IronFist champion and Spokesman of the Board, Mr. Smyth, regarding the recent controversy surrounding the attack on Van Darius from a couple weeks ago. I'm curious to see what he has to say for his part in this whole affair...

Jared is interrupted by a single spotlight hitting the ring. The fans explode with boos as the spotlight is focused on Mr. Smyth’s statue, standing proudly in the centre of the ring.



The lights across the arena suddenly illuminate again and the fans violently boo the arrival of Mr. Smyth, who strolls cockily through the curtain and onto the staging area with his TWE IronFist Championship on his shoulder.

As he wanders down the aisle, Mr. Smyth smiles and says hello to various fans on the way to the ring. As he climbs the steps, he turns around and waves to a section of the crowd, and that is met by a barrage of boos.

Smyth climbs into the ring and raises the TWE IronFist Championship high into the air. A stagehand walks into the ring and hands Smyth a microphone, and then leaves. The fans start an “Arsehole!” chant, and it takes a few more moments before Mr. Smyth is allowed to speak.

Mr. Smyth: As the voice of the board within TWE and your TWE IronFist Champion, I have been most troubled by some terrible accusations that have been flying around. The topic in question was a few weeks back on WarPath; the very moment I was announced at the voice of the board. What happened there was a troubling sight. Several members of the TWE roster decided to work together as a group and attack the unfortunate Darius.

The fans boo viciously as Mr Smyth nods, as if to agree. A huge ‘Darius’ chant echoes around the arena for a few moments before Smyth can speak again.

Mr. Smyth: Somehow, in all the confusion, I got caught up in all of this. I do not condone nor condemn the actions of those men but to hear my name be mentioned as one of the attackers is wholly inaccurate.

The fans boo, and a ‘Bullshit’ chants starts up.

Mr. Smyth: No! Don’t accuse me of lying. Yes, I did hit Darius with The Rule but you must understand something...

Mr. Smyth places his hand on his heart.

Mr. Smyth:...I genuinely felt that my personal safety was being threatened by Darius.

The fans explode with boos.

Mr. Smyth: As unbelievable as it sounds, every word of that is true. Darius looked onto me with venom in his eyes like he believed that I was the one who organised this attack. I could see in his eyes that he wanted to attack me and I did the same thing that any one of you would have done: I protected myself.

The fans boo Smyth, yet again.

Mr. Smyth: Let’s not forget, ladies and gentlemen, that all I did was hit The Rule. I did not go beyond that because that was all I needed to do to get myself out of what I felt was a very dangerous situation. Ask any policeman in this country, and he will tell you that if you feel that your safety is in imminent danger, then by law you are allowed to use reasonable and proportionate force to remove yourself from that dangerous situation, which is exactly what I did and I did it for each and every one of you.

The fans boo as Mr. Smyth points around the arena.

Mr. Smyth: Young man, I did it for you because I know you idolise me. Madam? Yes you, in the pink. I did it for you because your children need a role model in their lives. Darius is a thug, as proven by his attempts to attack me for just being there and if your TWE IronFist Champion is taken out, then who exactly will you have to cheer for? Who will be there for you to look up to?

The fans boo again.

Mr. Smyth: But you don’t need to worry now because everything is going to be fine. Darius will get his comeuppance for his vile actions but more importantly, I will be here week in, week out to represent you all as your TWE IronFist Champion.

And as we all know, that’s what’s best for business.

Mr. Smyth drops the mic to the floor as he holds his championship high into the air. The fans meet this with an explosion of boos that seem to wash by Smyth without him noticing. He exits the ring and walks back up the aisle, smiling to various fans and telling them not to worry, as everything is going to be fine.

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But as he gets to the stage at the top of the ramp...



Jared Manning: Oh look - it's the village madman, come to spoil the party!

The fans burst with cheers as Van Darius's music hits and the TWE champion makes his way onto the stage, blocking Mr. Smyth's path to the backstage area! Darius's championship is strapped around his waist and he has a microphone in his right hand, and the bag from last week in his left hand.

Darius: You pathetic piece of shit.

Darius looks around the arena as the crowd pops loudly and begins to chant his name.

Darius: Any person that has watched WarPath knows exactly what happened, and they know the truth about what happened! You're seriously trying to say that you had NOTHING to do with your cronies attacking me? How stupid do you think these people are? How stupid do you think I am, Smyth? We all know you came down that ramp with one thing in mind ... Laying me out with the help of your pack of inbred dogs!

The crowd chants "Smyth sucks!"

Darius: You claim it was self defense because you felt threatened? Well then why won't you hit me right now you son of a bitch? Do you remember this little gem right here?

Darius lifts the bag into the air to a pop from the crowd.

Darius: I have everything I need in this bag right here, Smyth. I may even have some wipes to clean the brown from your nose since you always have it shoved up the Board's ass when you're kissing it. And when you're finished cleaning the shit from your nose, you can call your pack of dogs out here. Do you want to know why I want you to call them, Smyth?

Darius opens up the bag and rummages around inside of it a bit, and then he pulls his fist from the bag, revealing a pair of brass knuckles on his fist. Darius then takes barbwire from the bag and wraps it around the knuckles and fist.

Darius: If they have the balls to come down here, I am going to give them free plastic surgery by rearranging their facial features with the held of brass and barbs. Each and every single one of your dogs will be fucked up beyond recognition. That is a promise, Smyth ... But the fun doesn't stop there. Oh no.

Darius reaches into the bag once more and pulls out a baseball bat and a small can of gasoline. Darius doses the bat with the gas, and then pulls a lighter from his pocket and sets the bat on fire and raises it high into the air.

Darius: No words need to be spoken at this point ... You have two choices. Get your cronies out here now ... Or run for your pathetic life.

Darius holds the flame close to his face with a sick grin and then starts laughing loudly as Smyth tries to walk around him. Darius makes a motion towards Smyth, making Smyth jump back a bit as Darius laughs even harder at him.

Jared Manning: Oh my God, Darius has freaking lost his freaking mind! Somebody get this kook outta here - NOW!!!

Shane Cole: He has a reason for this, Jared - remember: he was attacked by Smyth and numerous other men a couple weeks back... now he's not taking any - look out!

As Darius moves closer and closer to Mr. Smyth, someone runs out onto the stage behind him and jumps him, causing him to drop the flaming bat!

Shane Cole: It's Hero! One of the men who attacked Darius - and he's making a repeat of the incident here!

Jared Manning: He's earning his namesake, Cole - coming out to defend our Iron Fist Champion from this unhinged maniac! Get him, Hero! Show him your stuff!

Shane Cole: ... Pause.

Jared Manning: What are you -

Shane Cole: That just sounded really... not family friendly.

The struggle is brief, but violent. Hero gets the upper hand on Darius and goes to pick up the still-burning bat...

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Jared Manning: Here comes the pain, Darius! Let's see what you look like when Hero hits a home run off your dome with -

Hero cocks back to swing on the downed Darius - but is tackled to the ground out of nowhere by...

Shane Cole: Hey, it's The Android! One of TWE's newest acquisitions - a human bulldozer, from the looks of him! And what a way to make a debut - look at him go!

Hero tries to scramble away, but The Android grabs him by one of his ankles and yanks him back - then stomps his face into the hard metal of the stage! Android pulls him to his feet and starts to feed him right hands to the face! Smyth slowly tries to creep up on Android, positioning his title belt for a surprise attack, but the surprise comes when Darius nails him in the back of the head with a haymaker! The crowd is vigorously chanting "FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" as the four men go to war right there on the entrance ramp! Then the Titantron flashes to life...

???: STOP THIS NONSENSE NOW.

The men immediately stop and look up at the Titantron - as does the rest of the arena. On the tron is the familiar image of several obscure figures sitting around the long table.

Shane Cole: It's the Board of Directors!

Jared Manning: Looks like we got us some order back in this piece - these guys are fighting like cats and rats out there! Let's see what the people in charge got to say about all this mess...

Board Member: Gentlemen... and we know that this term applies to you all quite loosely... we wanted to open this show on a positive note and welcome all of these fine people, the people who paid to come see you, to another excellent show. But as we have just seen, they have the misfortune of seeing all of you behaving like preschoolers with your petty squabbling and thuggish scuffling - STOP NOW!

The last statement was aimed at Darius as he took another swing at Smyth while the anonymous Board Member was speaking.

Board Member: Do not move another muscle. All of you WILL CEASE THIS USELESS FIGHTING and STOP OBSTRUCTING THIS SHOW. The next one of you who moves will be suspended indefinitely. Now... Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to TWE WarPath! We wish to share some amazing news with all of you in attendance and all of you watching from home... in four weeks, we will be hosting our first new Pay Per View event - Fight For The Future! We will begin the road to this momentous event that will celebrate TWE's role as the place where tomorrow's wrestling luminaries will fight for greatness today. In the coming weeks, we will keep you abreast of the matches and events that will fill the card for this show, so don't forget to tune in every show! We, The Board of Directors, want to thank all of you for making this possible!

Now then... as for the lot of you there on the ramp. You seem to have a lot of unresolved issues with each other. Issues big enough to cause you to disrupt this show. So let's see you handle them in the proper forum for such an occasion... tonight, you will see the TWE World Champion Van Darius take on the TWE Iron Fist Champion Mr. Smyth in our main event! And it will be a tag team match... Hero, you will partner with Smyth. And ladies and gentlemen, you will see one of our newest roster members - The Android - partner with Darius in his debut here on TWE! Now then, all of you are excused. Smyth, we will have someone tend to you and make sure that you haven't been too badly hurt - you are a necessary part of our plans, and therefore a valuable asset to us. And Darius? BEHAVE YOURSELF. Remember, we are watching you. And to you in the audience, feel free to relax and enjoy the show. Remember... everything is going to be just fine.

Shane Cole: Sounds like we have a blockbuster match set for our main event tonight! We'll get to see Darius in action - and I can't be the only one who's wondering what's in his arsenal since he's gone through his recent change in character...

Jared Manning: If you're talking "arsenal" just look in that little black bag of his! What kinda guy runs around with a hardware store in a sack? I said it before: the man is officially bonkers! Why he's still with this company, I'll never understand - but Smyth may change all of that by tonight's end!

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The show comes back after commercial...

Shane Cole: Welcome back to TWE WarPath, folks! We just got word of a two big announcements... first, we'll soon be hosting our first new PPV, Fight For The Future in a few weeks! And second, our main event will see Van Darius and The Android take on Mr. Smyth and Hero!

Jared Manning: Yes, yes, Captain Obvious, we know. What you need to focus on is the man who's about to come out here right now - one Xavier Hightower, the newest badass to grace WarPath with his presence!

<strong> * Xavier Hightower's Music Hits and is Met with Huge Boos, and Hightower walks down blowing kisses to the crowd, apparently loving the boos until he steps in the ring and has a mic in hand *

Hightower: Oh stop, you guys are too much! You're gonna make me blush!

*Boos intensify*

Ok ok, now shut the fuck up! I actually want to go a day without a headache...and you guys don't fucking help!

*Crowd is seen flipping off Hightower and throwing food and beverages towards him*

Don't worry idiots, I can afford all of that shit! I make more money in a month then all of you make in a damn year. You all are just upset over that, and because you guys can't see your damn legs because your damn overweight stomachs make it so you can't!

*The crowd is starting a chant "F*** you, F*** you" (The chant is being edited out on Live TV and this has never happened before in Television)*

Wow...you guys love me! It's almost adorable! How about this...

*Walks out of the ring towards a rather obese woman who is wearing a Xavier Hightower shirt*

Excuse me miss, would you come escort me to the ring?

*Woman says "Of course!" and follows Hightower towards the ring after she is let through by security*

Hightower: Now, what is your name beautiful?

Woman: Julie!

Hightower: Well, Julie, you are quite extraordinary to just look at…can I have a kiss?
Julie: Yes yes yes!!!!!!

*Julie leans in, eyes closed, lips puckered, and Hightower starts to pucker his lips to go in for the kiss and then all of sudden steps back and shoves her in the face and she falls to the ground, met with deafening sounding boos from all across the arena as she is picked up and escorted and brought to the back by medical trainers*

Hightower: Hahahaha! You guys actually thought I was gonna do it! Bahahahahaha! Bunch of dumbasses you all are! But anyway, that was fun. Now, onto serious business by the name of…well, he isn’t serious business, but more like a pest that is now been exterminated, and that is Rick Spears.

Rick Spears is a damned rookie who thinks taking a bullet actually makes you tough. Hell, I took on 5 hockey players in a fight by myself and broke 3 of their jaws and cracked open the skulls of the other two. I am what’s tough, I am what’s the best, I am the next World Champion. If he ever gets out of the coma I’m sure I put him, he knows where to find me if he wants another beating. But…as for all of you, go fuck yourself.

*Hightower drops the mic and starts flipping off the crowd, once again to a massive amount of boos and only embellishes it as he steps into the ring with his arms wide, mouthing the words "Bring me another victim!"*

Jared Manning: Hell yeah! This guy is going to be the next best thing going in this company, mark my words!

Shane Cole: Even so, it seems that since Rick Spears will not be competing tonight due to the injuries he suffered at the hands of Hightower, we'll have another competitor in his stead... seems we'll be having a local competitor here - Martin "Mountain Man" Chandler, a native from the city we're live in tonight - Raleigh, North Carolina! Been competing in a few feds ever since he was 17, now age 35... a rugged veteran of the ring and a mountain of a man, standing seven foot three and weighing above three hundred pounds! I'm thinking that Hightower may have a hard time tonight - we may see a surprising upset!

Jared Manning: Yeah, and we may see the Virgin Mary appear in a spaceship blasting "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun." Look, the guy may have been competing for most of his adult life, but Hightower is the real deal! We're not some indy promotion, we're TWE, for cryin' out loud! Let's see this backwoods mountain man survive the Hightower experience!

A somewhat generic Bluegrass-type country tune plays as Mountain Man Chandler makes his way out from the back. His full, grizzled beard is the first thing that anybody sees about him... the next thing is his rugged, but large and powerful frame. The crowd looks on with anticipation, with most of the locals who know him cheering with support for their local hero. He steps into the ring with an intense glare upon Hightower... who meets him with his own snarky sneer. The bell sounds...

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Xavier Hightower = John Morrison/Man Mountain Chandler (yes, I know Ziggler is on commentary... ignore him) = Mike Knox - start at 3:22, stop at 6:01



Chandler has Hightower up for another backbreaker... Hightower fights back with a knee shot to Chandler's face while held up! Man Mountain staggers but still holds onto Hightower... another knee strike to the face, and Chandler falls! Hightower lands on his feet... and boy does he look PISSED! Chandler goes to sit up - Hightower hits the ropes and runs back for a knee to the back of his head! Lays Chandler out, covers for the pin -

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2...

No! The Mountain Man kicks out!

Shane Cole: So far, Chandler has been holding his own against Hightower... very competitive, but so far Hightower's been on the defensive - something that we wouldn't expect from the brash ex-hockey player!

Jared Manning: Precisely, Cole - Hightower is too smart to fight the way that his opponent expects him to!

Shane Cole: But he's been getting his butt handed to him -

Jared Manning: He's leading him on, you fool!

Chandler goes to stand up, Hightower comes in with a clothesline attempt - Chandler sidesteps and tosses Hightower to the ropes, Chandler bends forward to prepare for a back body drop -

CRACK!

Shane Cole: Good Lord, Hightower just hit a powerful uppercut on Chandler! That was a hell of a shot - I saw the blood just spray everywhere from that hit!

Jared Manning: And you thought that hillbilly was the dangerous one? Really, Cole? Ha! The bloodstains look like a Picasso painting on the mat!

Chandler is a mess on the canvas lying at an awkward angle, the canvas around him stained red, and his face a terrible sight. Hightower paces around the ring, his expression screaming bloodlust. The ref is so shocked at this that he doesn't have a clue what to do! Hightower comes over and starts to kick Chandler in the side repeatedly, screaming "GET UP!" over and over, kicking each time. He stops for a moment and looks at Chandler, waiting for a response. Nothing. Hightower bears his teeth in a freak show of rage before grabbing Chandler by his beard and yanking him to his feet, slapping Mountain Man in the face disrespectfully. Chandler groggily tries to fight back, but Hightower flicks away his blows. He seems amused for a second or two at Chandler's effort... until Chandler actually hits him in the face. Hightower's expression changes from jovial to dark. He looks at Chandler for a moment as Chandler desperately tries to stand his ground...

Jared Manning: Awww, that's so cute... the hillbilly wants to fight back now! Look at him, Cole -

Hightower hits the ropes in the blink of an eye and comes back, landing a sickening clothesline on Chandler! Boos and heat are coming down on Hightower heavy...

Shane Cole: Look at Hightower... He has absolutely no remorse for any of this! Mountain Man Chandler is almost dead - and he's having a ball with it!

Hightower looks out at the crowd and looks like he's having the time of his life. The referee has finally come to his senses and calls for the bell...

Laura Spencer: This match has been thrown out as a result of unnecessary force being used!

Hightower looks around with an "Are you kidding me?" expression as the heat keeps coming his way. Despite it all, he's actually laughing... even as he pulls the near-dead Chandler up to his feet... hooks him up for what seems to be a suplex, manages to heave Mountain Man up into the air... drops him down straight on his head!

Shane Cole: What a... a devastating maneuver! Chandler... he's not moving! He's not moving at all!

Jared Manning: YES! Total win! One less hillbilly in the world - Xavier Hightower should get a Nobel Prize for contributing to society!

Hightower looks down at the wreck lying in the ring before him, then looks out at the viewers... and smiles. He barely pays any attention to the refs swarming the ring to tend to Chandler and do their best to prevent him from going to the light. He simply steps out of the ring and strolls to the back, waving two middle fingers high for the world to see as he goes.

Shane Cole: This is the second time that Hightower has nearly killed one of his opponents! How can the Board condone this kind of behavior?

Jared Manning: One word, Cole - ratings. This man is a one-man wrecking crew - not some little pansy grappler or fake-ass high flier... Xavier Hightower is unstoppable. The Board has to know this... and I'm telling you, it can only mean good things for that man!

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Return from commercial break...

Shane Cole: Folks... we just witnessed an act of brutality like no other here tonight... before the commercial break, we saw Xavier Hightower just... absolutely decimate a local talent, Mountain Man Chandler - just a devastating act of... Folks, I don't have the words. Right now, Chandler is on his way to an intensive care unit at the closest hospital. We have word that he has sustained... some serious injuries. Extreme head trauma, fractured skull, misaligned vertebrae... Listen, folks... please show your support for this courageous, this beloved man - support his family, his wife and kids -

Jared Manning: Oh cry me a FREAKING river Cole - you're talking like he got hit by a train or, or got crushed by an avalanche! The man knew what he was getting into! This is a dangerous business, Cole - anybody who steps into a wrestling ring and does not consider that the worst could happen is not worthy of stepping in between those ropes, end of story! He just had the bad luck to be the latest victim of Xavier Hightower - rising star in TWE and soon-to-be hottest commodity in all wrestling, if he isn't already! THAT. IS. LIFE. Right now, we have more important things to do than mope about some inbred hick getting carted off in a meat wagon... We're about to call another match in the Proving Grounds tournament! The contest that will determine who gets a shot at joining the echelon of the greatest wrestling organization known to man - EWNCW!

Shane Cole: ... Jared, I've known you for a long time. I know you're a jerk - and you pride yourself on that. But I never dreamed you could be this callous. I am truly disappointed in you. No words I have will ever express that fully. *sigh* Let's go on with the show...

Laura Spencer: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall, and is a qualifying match in the Proving Grounds Tournament! Introducing first... Kryptonite!



Jared Manning: What, really, this guy? The last time I saw a clown in wrestling, Doink had been dragged out of retirement to be a punching bag on that little wrestling show that comes on Monday nights!

Shane Cole: Well, we haven't seen Kryptonite in a long time, but make no mistake - this is one of the most unique wrestlers ever to hit the scene. Kryptonite combines solid wrestling skills with unconventional tactics to present an ever-dangerous threat to anyone who steps in the ring with him!

Laura Spencer: And next, his opponent... from Galway, Ireland... the "Son of Ireland" Ryku O'Ryan!



Shane Cole: Well this is shaping up to be a match to watch, folks - Ryku O'Ryan is a strong, straightforward and somewhat smashmouth wrestler! O'Ryan proudly touts his Irish heritage, but outside of that, we have seen that he is willing to stoop to any low to ensure a victory!

Jared Manning: That's your opinion, Cole. Incorrect, ignorant and insignificant, but still your opinion. O'Ryan is a dominator. He's not gonna just pitter-pat around with rules and stipulations - he only sees the one way to success... directly through whoever is in front of him! That's what real competition is about!

Kryptonite = Christian/Ryku O'Ryan = Drew McIntyre (ignore Cody Rhodes... I know, he's dashing, but still...) start at 2:46, stop at 6:08



Shane Cole: So far, O'Ryan has been dictating the pace of this match... slow, calculating, and violent. O'Ryan is at his best when he is not necessarily trying to wrestle and grapple as much as he is simply brawling and laying waste to his opponent - and judging from Kryptonite's writhing from that slam, he's on a bit of a roll -

O'Ryan looks on as Kryptonite tries to get up... he's not having any success because O'Ryan is standing on his hair - preventing Kryptonite from doing much of anything, on top of being very uncomfortable. The ref immediately tells O'Ryan to get off the hair, and O'Ryan tells him to go suck something that rhymes with "trick." He picks Kryptonite up and lifts him for a body slam - Kryptonite slips out of it and comes down behind O'Ryan! Kick to O'Ryan's bread basket, followed by a step-up enziguri - O'Ryan falls to his knees, Kryptonite hits the ropes - low flying dropkick to O'Ryan's face! But Kryp's not done - pulls O'Ryan to the center of the ring, locks up his legs, turns him over...



Shane Cole: There it is - Kryptonite's pet submission hold, The Lightningslayer! Kryptonite's turned this match around in a hearbeat - smart move aiming to put away O'Ryan quickly as soon as the opportunity came up!

Jared Manning: Smart? I say cowardly - the clown knows he's not in O'Ryan's league! That's why he's going for the finish so soon - but O'Ryan can't fail now! Right? Come on, O'Ryan - don't tap!

O'Ryan struggles for the ropes - Kryp pulls him back and turns up the heat! O'Ryan's legs and lower back are on fire - he is fading, his vision blurring from the pain... and with one final effort twists to the side - causing Kryptonite to lose his balance and faceplant onto the mat! O'Ryan is free - he gets up quick as a hiccup, pulling Kryptonite with him to his feet... gets him into a powerbomb setup and hooks his arms...

Jared Manning: I remember this part... Pedigree time!!!

O'Ryan shouts "For the glory of Ireland!" as he prepares for the finishing blow - but Kryptonite manages to spin out of the hold! Kryp fires a short clothesline - O'Ryan ducks and goes for the ropes! Comes back for a clothesline of his own - Kryp ducks under and turns around to confront O'Ryan... who keeps running, bounces back from the ropes - superkick to Kryptonite's kisser! Kryp is out like a light! O'Ryan goes for the pin!

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3!!!

Laura Spencer: The winner of this match... Ryku O'Ryan!

O'Ryan jumps to his feet, stumbling from exhaustion and celebrating in the ring. The ref goes to raise his hand - and O'Ryan raises his hand straight to the ref's face. The ref drops like a sack of potatoes from the right hand as O'Ryan continues to celebrate his victory.

Shane Cole: And there you have it, folks - Ryku O'Ryan is the next man to move up in the bracket in the tourney! Though you have to wonder if what he did to the referee was really necessary -

Jared Manning: Waaaaah, I'm Shane Cole and I cry about every little worthless thing because I'm a brown-nosing ass-kissing DOUCHE! Grow up, Cole! O'Ryan is closer to getting a Proving Ground shot - and the referee is closer to having that dentist's appointment he's probably been skipping out on!