HWA official show thread

[Asherdelampyr]

HWA: Total Resistance!








*The cameras show the arena, showing the rookies lined up, facing the ramp shoulder to shoulder, waiting for Tommy Thunder, the camera changes to one in front of the commentary desk, where we see JR and Mick Foley on Commentary again*



JR: Folks welcome to week 2 of HWA's newest hit show, Total Resistance! I'm good ol JR and joining me tonight is the hardcore legend Mick Foley. Mick, how the hell are you?


Foley: I'm doing great JR, We have an amazing show lined up for everyone tonight, live from the Delta's get on Center in Salt Lake City, UT.


JR: Uhh Mick, it's called the “Energy Solutions Arena”


Foley: Really? That's a stupid name


JR: I know, but in any case, let's get one with the show. Tommy Thunder is heading out now, and he looks like he has something to say!


*Tommy Thunder comes out to a huge reaction, he has a microphone with him and is wearing a total resistance shirt (Available wherever fine HWA merch is sold) He comes to stand just in front of the rookies, his back to the ramp.*


Thunder: Welcome everyone to the second episode of Total Resistance!Now last week, we saw these rookies here taking part in our obstacle course. Some did well, others, well, let's just say that they sucked. But last week, they were lucky that there was no elimination. this week, they need to make sure that they up their game, otherwise they won't be so lucky.

*thunder turns to speak directly to the rookies*

Thunder: So this week, it's all about teamwork. It's all about working together with others. Because to succeed in HWA, you're all going to have to work with someone else at some point in your careers. So to assess how well you work in a team, we're going to have ourselves some tag team matches.
*stares daggers at a couple of them*

Thunder: Ha ha. Yeah, I can see you making the Teddy Long jokes in your head there, and I'm sure you'll be having a good laugh about it behind my back later, but if you don't take this seriously, I will find you out and you will be going home. Do you understand what I'm saying to you right now?

*Thunder looks up and down the line*

Thunder: I'll take that as a yes. Now all of you head to the locker room to get ready for your matches.


*The Rookies all walk back up the ramp, following Tommy out.*


JR: Stirring words from our host.


Foley: Well he's right, without people you can count on, you will not survive this industry, where would HBK be without Hunter?


JR: That is a good question, Mick, for that matter where would you have been without Terry Funk?


Foley: Holy shit JR, is that who I think it is?


JR: I believe so Mick, that appears to be Patrick Warburton


Foley: A voice actor! Here? In an E-Fed? I can’t believe it!


JR: He does star in movies as well, and he was on Seinfield. Now Mick we are getting word that Mr Warburton is here as a special guest announcer for the evening, due to an issue backstage pertaining to herbology


Foley: that is the single weirdest thing I have ever heard you say.


JR: Well I am trying to be discrete Mick, but the truth is some of the new bookers are a little... odd, if you ask me.


Foley: That’s true, but they seem to have their hearts in the right place, moving on, heres Patrick Warburton, to announce our first ever match on this show!


Patrick Warburton: Ladies and gentlemen, I am Patrick Warburton, you may know me from such great shows as The Venture brothers and Family Guy, or movies such as The Emporer’s new Groove, or Rules of Engagement. I came here because I am a huge fan of this company. Now, let’s get this started!


*Crowd gives a huge pop*


The Following match is announced for 1 fall, and is a 2 on 1 handicap match. Introducing first, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 210 pounds. Shannon „The Cannon“ Frost!


*The crowd pops a bit as Shannon makes his way out to the ring, looking pissed off and holding a microphone. *



Frost: I just have a few things I want to get off my chest, if you all will indulge me for a minute or two.

Firstly, to Tommy Thunder. Yeah, I know I broke your precious rules, and I accept that I have to pay for it, but you and I both know that I haven’t been given a fair chance since I got here. Now I get to face 2 guys at once, and I don’t even get to find out who they are first? Real smooth move there.

Now onto the man who started all this, Michael Cole. I hope you are watching at home Cole, because I am coming after you, it may not be today, it may not be tomorrow, but some day I will get my hands on you and finally pay you back for the frustrations, the politicing to get me fired, the bullshit with the obstacle course, all of it.


Rest while you can Cole, I am making it my personal mission once I get my HWA contract and title shot, to come and find you. You can’t outrun me forever, and there is nowhere that you can hide I won’t look.



*Frost throws down the microphone, and starts pacing in the ring anxiously awaiting his opponents.*

[Asherdelampyr]

Foley: Frost had good reason to attack Cole, he had it coming for forcing him to fail the obstacle course.


JR: Be that as it may Mick, you can’t go around beating up commentators, no matter how annoying they are.


Foley: Cole attacked first when he threw that microphone at Frost’s head!


JR: I’m not saying it’s totally right, but something has to be done to keep this place in order, we don’t want another Nexus on our hands. Now let’s watch and see who Tommy picked to face Frost


Foley: Actually, the board of directors let Michael Cole choose.


PW: And Introducing his opponents, From Las Vegas, Nevada, at a combined weight of 600 pounds. Black Blooded!



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g5212QHHyVs


*Black Blooded ride down the ramp on their custom bikes to a mixed reaction as well, the fans not knowing quite what to make of them. As Black Blooded get into the ring, Mr. Blood grabs a microphone, and leans back in his corner, relaxed while Black stands on the apron*

Mr. Blood: Look, this... this isn’t right. Tell you what. While we all do have to have a match, let’s do it quick and easy, because we both know that this whole thing is bullshit

*Shannon looks uncertain as Mr. Blood tosses the microphone to the side, and lies down in the middle of the ring on his back as the bell rings. Shannon looks to Mr. Black standing on the apron, who waves him on.

Shannon covers Mr. Blood, and this may be the quickest match in HWA history!*


One...



Two!!



Th—



*As the ref’s hand comes down for the three, Mr. Black charges in, laying a huge boot to the side of Shannon’s skull, knocking him off of Mr. Blood and almost knocking him out of the ring. Shannon rolls to his feet, pissed off, as both members of Black Blooded laugh at him, before the referee finally forces Mr. Black back to the apron, where Blood immediately tags him in*


<font color="#0000ff"><u><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2CSAI-NfT80" target="_blank">

4:25 - 8:23


*As Frost goes for the cover on Mr. Black, the Crowd chanting his name, Mr. Blood runs in quickly, running a knee into the top of Frost’s head almost knocking him out, Mr. Black is slowly getting to his feet with Blood’s help as they get over to the turnbuckle, Blood slipping outside just as the ref counts to 4.

Blood tags himself in, and with a smirk on his face, starts kicking Frost in the face as he is lying there. The Ref goes to pull him off, when Vivian runs down the ramp, hiding just under the apron where the referee can’t see her grab a large black bag that was hidden under the ring.

Vivian reaches up and touches Mr. Black’s leg softly, causing him to look down and see the bag, nodding once. Inside the ring Frost is starting to block some of Blood’s offense, and even gets a few good hits in, Frost swings wildly, and Mr. Blood is able to use his momentum to sweep behind him and hit a devastating german suplex, before rolling to his feet and tagging Mr. Black in.

Mr. Black comes in hard and fast, picking Frost up and hitting a number of quick rights, backing him up against the ropes before stepping back and hitting a huge clothesline, sending him over to where Vivian is hiding with the bag. As he rolls over, Vivian jumps up, backing around the ring, taking the referee’s attention with her.

The Referee, torn between ejecting Vivian from ringside and wanting to watch her bounce around, doesn’t notice as Mr. Black and Mr. Blood slip outside of the ring to where Frost is laying.

Mr. Black opens the bag, revealing a number of dark shapes and a couple of bloodstained lead pipes. Both men take a pipe and start beating the hell out of Frost, before Mr. Blood chokes him out with the pipe, and rolls him back into the ring. Mr. Black hops back in as well, as Black hides the evidence behind the stairs.

Both Legal men back in the ring, Black pins a clearly unconcious Frost in the middle of the ring. Blood starts yelling at the referee, finally getting his attention so that he will count the pin.*


One!



Two!



Three!


*As Mr. Black stands up, Mr. Blood hops down, grabbing the bag, before coming into the ring with it. Vivian also hops into the ring, and they circle around Frost’s unconcious body*



JR: Now what’s going to happen here? The match is over.


Foley: I don’t like the looks of this JR.


JR: They’re just mad because they had to cheat to win in a damned handicap match. This is totally uncalled for!


Foley: I don’t think that they needed to cheat, I think there is something else going on here


JR: Whatever it is, we are going to need some damn help out here



*The Referee is trying to get Black Blooded out of the ring, but Mr. Black scares him away, as Mr. Blood opens the bag back up, handing a lead pipe to Mr. Black. Frost is just starting to stir, as Vivica reaches into the bag and grabs a riding crop.

Frost makes it to his hands and knees, but Mr Blood hits him hard with a lead pipe, Black and Vivica joining in enthusiastically. The Crowd is in shock, seeing the poor rookie get torn to pieces by the vengful tag team.

Finally Mr. Black throws the pipe to the side, and lifts Frost up onto his shoulders, in a reverse powerbomb position, as Mr. Blood climbs the turnbuckle, hitting a huge missile dropkick on Frost just as Black falls back, hitting the combo known as the BBD.

Frost hits the mat hard, almost bouncing completely back up, before laying finally on his back, his face almost unrecognizable because of all the blood and bruising. Mr. Black nods once, and Mr. Blood grabs a black sheet from the bag, as they each take a side and lay it over the inuured rookie, covering him from site like a body at a crime scene.

Vivica grabs the microphones from the frightened timekeeper, before sliding back into the ring and handing one to each man.*


Mr. Blood: Nothing Personal


Mr. Black: Just Business


*Black Blooded hop out of the ring, and onto their bikes, Vivian hopping up behind Mr. Black and holding on tight as they ride back up the ramp, avoiding the paramedics rushing down to check on Shannon Frost

The Paramedics get to him, rolling a stretcher with a backboard, as 3 trainers run out to assist, they get him strapped in and on the stretcher, leading him up the ramp as the crowd is still silent in shock.*

[Asherdelampyr]

*The camera's cut to the back, where we see Cody Hart standing by himself, with a microphone in hand.*
Hart: After last week, after I was one of the few to complete the obstacle course, I asked if I could have the privilege of being interviewed by someone backstage. Do you know what management told me? No. They dare say no to a Hart? Do you know what happens when you say no to a Hart? We turn it into a yes. So i asked for stuff so I could make my own talk show set, and again I was told no. I hate hearing the word no. It reminds me of when I was a kid, and my late father Owen, would always say no. "No Cody...you can't have this". "No Cody...you can't do this". I should hate wrestling..because of what it did to my father...but instead, I will prove to the world that not every hart is the same. So...tonight I am going to be doing my own interview. Now...normally at this point someone would ask me the following "What do you think about completing the obstacle course last week"

To that I would say, I was the best. Hands down the best. Did anyone else go out there and do that course to perfection? No. Some finished it...but none did it better than me. I was born to be the best. It's in my DNA. It's in my soul. It's that feeling I have when I wake up in the morning, right before I go jogging. Plain and simply put, I am the best hands down. That's why I blew the competition away in the course. Now, if someone were interviewing me they would say something like "Tonight, you have to team up with another of your competitors, to take on a tag team in HWA. What are your thoughts"

Simple, my thoughts are that it doesn't matter if it's the tag champs, that wanna be rap posse, or those fools known as Black Blooded, the result will be the same. See, the Harts are known for tag teams. I don't....let me repeat that...i DON'T want to be known for a tag team. I want to be known as the best singles start in the history of HWA. For tonight though, I will be the best 1/2 of a tag team. Now, I am sure my partner, Jack Phenix, is on the same page as me. Though, one never wants to be blind sided, so how about we go find my tag partner now?

*Hart turns, walking down the hallway as the camera's follow him. He turns a corner, and comes to a door that says Total Resistance. Hart walks in, and we can see lockers with each of the TR's competitors names above. Hart looks around a locker, and we see Jack is inside of his bag.*

Hart: Well hey! If it isn't one of the guys that was in the bottom 3 last week? Aren't you glad some other fool messed up so you wouldn't have to be eliminated?
*Jack goes to say something, but Hart holds up a finger.*

Hart: Hold on...I'm not done. See, you are my first guest on Broken Harts, my new talk show. Now, Jack, I've got some questions for you.

Hart: Ok, first question, do you feel privileged to be teaming with a Hart tonight?
Phenix: Ok asshole lets get a few things straight, Don't walk around here like your gods give to the earthyour last name may be Hart but that won't stop me kicking your ass all around this arena and back.Second since when do you, a rookie like me get a talk show, no no no thats not how it worksyou have to earn stuff like that, just like ill EARN the right be HWA newest starNow since we do have to tag together ill have to leave you be. but straight after our match tonight, ill make sure I'm the last man standing in this contest, you see Cody I'm the best high flyer this business has ever seen and ever will see so I'm pretty sure that means I'm better than you

Hart: Do you really think you have any chance in hell of beating me in this contest?

Phenix: i don't 'Think' i can beat you in this contest, i WILL beat you and all these other sad excuses for wrestlers. You know why? Ofcourse you don't because your just as pea brained as the rest of these morons

Hart: You know...if we didn't have to team tonight, I'd smack the taste out of your mouth for what you just said....but..we do have to team. So, do you think we can co-exist as a team?
Phenix: You know what when we get in that ring, just stand there and look pretty, ill prove to YOU and this crowd that I'm the best and beat whichever two morons wants to stand across from me.
*Cody tries to but in but Jack this time silences him*

NO Cody its my turn to talk. I don't care what you or anyone else thinks. IM THE BEST and you just have to deal with it
*Jack is in Codys face now*
Oh and by the way just because i was in the bottom 3 last week doesn't mean jack S***. This crowd doesn't know greatness when its right there in front of them and who can blame them i mean, they have never seen anyone like me, and they never will. This crowd should be counting its blessings not trying to kick me out, but i don't care. Now get out of here. I need to prepare.
*Phenix turns away, as Hart grabs Phenix's one shoulder, spinning Phenix around. Hart gets right into Phenix's face.*

Hart: Let me make one thing clear to you, before you go back to your preparation. I am a Hart. I am born to be great. When we step out there tonight, you have my back, I'll have yours. You try to backstab me, I'll see it coming and I'll leave you flat on your back. That's not a threat. That's a promise from the King of Harts.
*Cody turns, heading back out of the lockerroom, as Phenix is left to prepare.*


-Commercial Break-

[Asherdelampyr]

JR: Ladies and Gentlemen we are back live on Total Resistance, and it has been one slobberknocker of a night so far!


Foley: Indeed it has JR. We are getting word that Shannon Frost has been admitted to Saint Mark’s hospital, he was badly hurt, but stable.


JR: I really wish someone would teach those punks Black Blooded a lesson, they act like they can just do whatever the hell they want to!


Foley: Don’t worry JR, guys like that always get what’s coming to them, and from what I hear, there are a number of teams looking to give it to them.


JR: Well up next we get to see the first of 4 tag team matches this evening.


Foley: I can’t wait, Cody Hart was very impressive last week, and his partner is no slouch either!


PW: The Following match is a tag team match set for 1 fall. Introducing first, from Calgary Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 210 pounds. Cody Hart!


*Cody walks out to a mixed reaction. The fans clearly love his athleticism, they are just unsure on whether he is a good guy or not, as he get’s into the ring, he starts rolling his head around and stretching out a bit, trying to stay warmed up, his ponytail moving with him.*


JR: Cody looks ready to compete here tonight.


Foley: Yeah, the cockiness he was showing backstage is a lot more noticable here, you know a lot of guys will try to get in your head like that, act like they are the best ever.


JR: Well let’s see if this young man has the skills to back it up.


PW: And his partner, Weighing in at 215 pounds, Jack Phenix!


*Jack comes out, he looks angry, he storms down the ramp, jumps in the ring and starts pacing opposite Cody, barely looking at him*


JR: Jack Phenix really looks like someone got his goat.


Foley: Well you saw those backstage shenanigans with Cody Hart, how could he not be angry after getting treated like that?


JR: Still, it will be interesting to see if they can hold it together long enough to get a victory here.


Foley: I still can’t wait to see who their opponents are!


PW: And Their Opponents, weighing in at 440 pounds, they are the current HWA Tag Team Champions of the World! The Best of The British!




*The Best of British walk out with their HWA Tag Team Championships on their shoulders. They hold the titles up in the air as they make their way down the ramp, slapping the hands of some fans as they walk down the ramp.As they get into the ring they have a staredown with Hart and Phenix, before finally relinquishing the HWA tag titles to the Referee so we can get this match started.


(2:14 – 5:45)

(Bulldogs = BoB)


*As Richards lifts Hart onto his shoulders, Hart is able to fight back and gets to his feet, before going for a single leg take-down. Richards is having none of it though, and hits Hart until he lets go. Richards bounces off the ropes and hits a huge running DDT on Hart, then goes for the cover*



One!



Two!


Thr--


*Almost seeming like he would rather let his team mate get pinned, Phenix finally comes in and breaks up the pin, before grabbing Richards and hitting a Dropkick on him. Exley comes in however, Jumping off the top rope to deliver a viscious clothesline to Phenix, who rolls out of the ring after hitting the mat hard, and lays on the floor. Richards, seeing his chance, hits another DDT on Hart, and pins him again*



One!


Two!


Three!


PW: Your winners, the HWA Tag Team Champions, the Best of the British!



*The best of the british grab their titles, and then run around the ring slapping hands, before finally both shaking Warburton’s hands at the same time, and asking Foley to take a picture with them. Foley obliges, and happy, they head back up the ramp.

In the ring however, things are a lot less congenial, as Phenix is back in the ring, and is arguing with Hart, they start to shove each other, and it looks like it’s going to escalate into another fight!

Finally Phenix angrily storms off, leaving Hart in the ring along, before he also storms angrily up the ramp.*


JR: Those guys just can not seem to get along, they are like cats in a burlap sack.


Foley: Yeah, looked like Hart was blaming Phenix for losing, when Hart is the one that was pinned. Just silly if you ask me, they need to listen to Tommy’s words again. It takes teamwork to win this.


JR: Indeed it does Mick, even I have had more success as a commentator due in large part to the other men I have shared this desk with, including yourself.

[Asherdelampyr]

*Mike Hawk is walking down the hallway with a mask on and conveniently passes Cien who is in a big hoodie with the design below. He shouts at Mike to slow down and then he catches up to him to give him a few words.*



Cien: So, you think you're ready to team up with me tonight then? I mean, I was hoping I'd get someone who got further then the log stage in the obstacle course but you'll have to do.*Mike doesn't look that impressed with the choice of words Cien said.*
Okay, okay look. I can just imagine how you feel about teaming up with me too. But ironic hoodies and little digs a side. We need to do well in this tag team match. Neither 1 of us did that well and we really need to show that we can be a force to be reckoned with. If either 1 of us tries to show off or treat this like a handicap match then we'll lose this and be in quite a bit of trouble.Now you made it pretty obvious last week that you don't like me or anyone in this competition. But for the next 20-ish minutes or so we need to be on the same page. Are you with me?
*Cien sticks out his badly scarred hand and then realises that Mike probably wouldn't shake that hand so he retracts it for his good hand instead which gets a couple of chuckles from the HWA faithful*

*Hawk shakes his hand but gives a hard gripe and pulls Cien in.*
Hawk: First off, don't critize my run. You went down just as hard as I did. Your right about a few things though. Your right that I don't like anyone here, your right that we bombed last week and your right that tonight we need a win. But let me make one thing clear, after tonight our truce ends here.

*Cien nods as he rips his hand away from Hawks.

But let me tell you something, tonight is the real beginning. There will be no gimmicky obstacle courses that someone can luck their way out of, we will actually have what we signed up for, a wrestling match. I don't know who are opponents are, but I do know they have never experieced true mayhem before and tonight they will get a taste of a special HWA style of mayhem. Whether I have to light them up with my Phoenix Splash or give them a heart attack by showing them your face. I will send everyone home tonight with a glimpse of the future after I have won the contract whether you help or not.

*Hawk and Cien start to walk out before Hawk turns around.

One more thing by the way...
*Hawk takes off the mask to reveal his burnt face.

I heard about you little hoodie, so I asked the girls in the make up room to fix this up. If I ever see you with that on again then I will fix it to where you are even banned from the Gathering of the Juggalos. Let's go, I have a match to win.



-Commercial Break-

[Asherdelampyr]

JR: Ladies and gentlemen we are back, and it just seems like none of these rookies like each other.


Foley: It is starting to look that way, first Hart and Phenix, now Cien and Hawk, though at least they aren’t shoving each other.


JR: Well, let’s see if they can suck it up and work as a team here, they will need to be on their A-game, as we have already seen, the teams that these rookies are facing are certainly not pushovers


Foley: Without a doubt JR, We just saw the HWA Tag champs The Best of the British, and before that we got to see one of the teams that faced them at Blood Rush, no strangers to tag team gold themselves, Black Blooded.


PW: The next match is set for one fall, introducing first. Weighing in at 234 punds. From parts unknown, Cien!




*Cien makes his way out to a mixed reaction, a wave of silence ripples from his position as he walks down the ramp, preparing to remove his mask. He reaches the stairs and climbs them while taking his mask off, his burnt visage causing gasps and shrieks among the crowd, he gets into the ring, and leans against his corner, pretending that he can’t see everyone staring, his head held high*



PW: eww.... I mean, Introducing his partner, Mike Hawk!




*Mike Hawk comes out, looking refreshingly unscarred, his face set in hard lines, he gets in the ring, standing a bit apart from Cien, as they wait for their opponents.*


PW: And their opponents, from that wonderful place where beer flows from the heavens, and big tittied blonde bimbos are everywhere. Their Opponents, the Panzer Division!


*Karl and Oli Panzer walk down the ramp, looking frustrated after coming so close to winning the titles at Blood Rush. Drinking, they run down and get in the ring to a huge pop.*


2:20 - 7:12

(Kane – Cien, UT – Hawk, 3D – Panzers)

<em>

*Oli get’s the tag and comes in hot, but here’s Hawk, ready to take the fight to him. Oli lets loose with two rights and a left, but Hawk blocks them before kicking Oli square in the nose. As Oli grabs his nose Hawk grabs him, and hit’s a DDT!. Oli is on his back, as Mayhem climbs the turnbuckle, coming off with a beautiful Phoenix Splash!, he wastes no time going for the pin.*



One!


Tw-



*Karl runs in and breaks up the pin, helping Oli to his feet before going back to the corner desperately wanting a tag. Hawk goes to stop Oli, when from out of nowhere he hit’s the Guten Nacht, almost taking Hawk’s head off! He goes for the pin on Hawk*



One!



Two!


Th—


*Cien comes in, pulling Oli off of Mayhem and breaking up the pin. Mayhem uses the oppourtunity to roll closer to the corner, being an established tag team wrestler in his own right. Cien is forced back to the apron by the referee, who in doing so misses Oli tagging in Karl. The referee turns around to see Karl in the ring instead of Oli, and goes to throw him out as they are insisting that they made the tag. The referee will hear none of it, and they are forced to tag again, as Karl gets in a bit distracted he grabs Hawk, sending him towards his corner with a powerful irish whip, the force causes hawk to stumble forward after hitting the turnbuckle, but unbeknownst to Karl (Though the referee saw it this time) Cien tags himself in on Hawk’s back.


Karl hits the Guten Nacht again on Hawk, making it the second time he’s got it, but he is stopped by Cien when he goes for the pin, who picks him up and does some sort of double punch to Karl’s stomach, making him fall to the mat. He then pins Karl.*



One!



*Oli is trying to get in, but someone has ahold of his ankle.*


Two!


*He still can’t get free*


Three!


*As the referee raises Cien’s burned hand, clearly not wanting to touch him at all, the instant replay is on the HtoTheCoreTron showing a dark figure in all black with a Mr. Black replica mask (Also available wherever fine HWA goods are shown) covering his face. His race is completely impossible to determine, all that can be said is that it is a male, seemingly in shape.


Of course Oli has a better line on him as he chases him out of the arena, through the crowd, Karl not far behind, both of them angrily yelling in German, as Cein and Hawk celebrate a bit in the ring before heading back, seemingly oblivious to what happened.*



JR: Who was that guy in the mask?


Foley: What guy JR, I didn’t see anything, I was too busy staring at Cein, he is more beat up than I am, and hasn’t been in this business nearly as long.


JR: You didn’t see the masked man that made the Panzers lose? The man wearing a replica mask of Mr. Black of Black Blooded?


Foley: You don’t think they had something to do with it, do you? Doesn’t seem their style to send someone to do their dirty work, especially since they do other people’s dirty work for them.


JR: You may be right Mick, it’s tough to say. One thing is for sure, whoever the hell that guy was, he had better be able to run.



-Commercial Break-

[Asherdelampyr]

JR: We are back and we will not leave you again without finding out who the bottom 3 this week are. We have received word that this week each rookie will be evaluated as a team.


Foley: but what if your teammate sucks?


JR: well I guess you had better be damned convincing with Tommy in that case



PW: Ladies and gentlemen, but mostly the ladies.. Hello there, how you doin? The following match is our 3rd tag team match of the evening, and the pentiultimate match of the night. That’s right ladies, my tongue can pronounce anything, it’s very... flexible.


Introducing first, Chase Walker, and Jackson Smith!


*Walker and Jackson come out together to a moderate pop, taking this tag team night seriously and looking to impress they both walkdown the ramp, mics in hand, and hop in the ring*


Chase Walker: Tonight, tonight is about teamwork, about pairing your skills with someone else and working hard, to be the best tag team there is. But tonight is about so much more than just Tag Team Wrestling, it’s about an opportunity. Now everyone is probably like, ‘How could these guys possibly get along?’ Tonight I team with Jackson Smith, who I have great respect for, being one of only two people to complete the obstacle course last week. Now true we are competing against each other to win Total Resistance, but I’m not going to let that get in the way of the opportunity I have before me tonight. Tonight me and Jackson have an opportunity, for the first time we have an opportunity to showcase our talent in the ring against guys who are already where all of us on Total Resistance are trying to get. The tag team we face tonight, regardless of who it is, is already in HWA, they have accomplished what we are trying to accomplish by winning this show. This is an opportunity to not only prove that we belong here in HWA, but also put ourselves as legitimate contenders to win Total Resistance. Me and Jackson realize that at one point or another there will be a time where we will have to compete against each other to win this show, but not tonight. Tonight we are going to work together to not only show we belong but put both of us on the map as two of the favorites to win Total Resistance, tonight we have one of the biggest opportunities in our careers to date. Look at Edge, the Ultimate Opportunist, a former Tag Team Champion, and a member of one of the greatest Tag Teams in history, if he didn’t take advantage of the opportunities he had, he wouldn’t have had one of the greatest careers of any professional wrestler. Tonight I’m going to take advantage of this opportunity, separate myself from the pack, I’m going to prove why I shouldn’t be overlooked, going to prove that I belong in HWA, and going to prove why I, Chase ‘The Ace’ Walker, should be looked at as a frontrunner to win Total Resistance.

*crowd pops huge after that message from “The Ace” while Jackson waits his turn *

Jackson: That’s right Chase, tonight we show all the other wrestlers in this competition that we are the better tag team, we can wrestle circles around them, and we have better chemistry! *crowd pops* Just like you respect me, I respect you as well, a former Navy officer now a wrestler. You have to respect that, there is no way around that since they put their lives on the line to protect this country for us!*crowd chants USA! USA! USA!*Even though I respect you I would not hesitate to go through you to win this competition and go on to get my chance to get a HWA world title shot but until that day comes we are going to work together to win this match! Tonight is my chance to show everyone here what I can do in this ring and why I should be in the final 2 at the end of this whole thing. I am not going to let this opportunity get away from me and I will be damn if I don’t outshine everyone here!*crowd cheers*I spent most of my time wrestling in the Indy circuit so being able to be here in the big leagues is a blessing and I am glad I got chosen to be apart of this. Who ever we face tonight from the HWA roster will see what we so called “Rookies” can do and when we beat them, the whole HWA roster will be put on notice that Chase “The Ace” Walker and Jackson “The Boss” Smith are the real deal and not to be over looked!

*Jackson looks at Chase and they both nod as the crowd cheers loudly and both wait for their opponents*



PW: And their opponents. From wherever assholes like these are from I guess, sorry, the Panzer’s left a few brews behind. Anyway, here they are, the Perfect Warriors!


*The Perfect Warriors come out to a chorus of boos, yelling out "It wasn’t us!“ . Before finally hopping in the ring.*



(1:22 - 4:46)




*As Walker get’s up, leaving Princeton on the mat, Jackson runs around the ring on the apron, knocking the other half of the perfect warriors to the floor before hopping down after him, taking the fight to him with a bunch of rights and lefts.


Inside the ring, Princeton gets up, holding his head as Walker grabs him and hits the Ace in the Hole! (Angle Slam) Princeton is out, as Walker goes for the pin*



One!


*Shawn tries to break up the pin, but as he is getting in the ring Jackson pulls him back down and hits a hard DDT onto the mat around the ring.*



Two!



Three!



PW: Here are your Winners, Chase Walker and Jackson Smith!


JR: Wow, that was a fast one, what will happen next?


Foley: Well next we will get to see the final two rookies face off. Given that every other team of rookies here has had a hell of a fight, I expect we will see more of the same from the last Mystery Team.

[Asherdelampyr]

PW: Ladies, and also the dudes to I guess, this is the final match, and should be a good one. Introducing first, the „One Man Dynasty“ Ismael Pamich!


*'The One Man Dynasty' Ismael Pamich comes out to a small negative reaction, a lot of people still wondering what to think about him. A microphone in his hand, right behind him coming fast is James Kilheart, looking irritated, he races to be the first one to the bottom of the ramp*


Ismael Pamich: HWA faithful, as I told you last week my name is -

*James Rips the microphone out of Pamich's startled grasp.*

James Kilheart: Oh shut up, look I agreed to tag with you, not to listen to you.

*James takes the microphpne and throws it aside, Pamich looks ready to start a physical fight over it, but here come their opponents!*


PW: And their opponents, from a place known for it’s high flyers and great wrestlers, promising to give their opponents more bad dreams than the the Mexican Nightmares!



*the mexican nightmares run out, and start attacking Pamich and Kilheart, until finally the ref is able to get one man from each team out on the apron, and signals to ring the bell.*


(3:04 – end)



*Pamich takes Rodriguez down hard, going for a crossface-like maneuver. he just has it locked in, when Montoya runs in, kicking Pamich in the head. Pamich rolls off of Rodriguez, trying to shield his head as both men are now kicking him. It's no use though, as finally the referee gets Montoya out of the ring.
Rodriguez picks up Pamich, showing the crowd his bloody face, before hitting a DDT and going for the pin.*

One!

Two!

*Kilheart drops off the apron, his hands in the air*

Three!

PW: Your winners, The Mexican Nightmares!

*The Mexican Nightmares make their way up the ramp to a huge chorus of boos and insults, as well as people shouting "Go Back to Mexico"*

JR: Well it looked like they had the match won, but in the end they were more interested in hating each other than winning the damn match.

Foley: It's a damn shame is what it is.

JR: Indeed it is Mick, well it looks like Tommy has already decided on a Bottom 3, let's go and see which teams did not make the cut.

PW: Hey guys and dolls, it's me again. Our Illustrious host Tommy Thunder has picked the bottom 3 teams, and here they are.

Pamich/Kilheart
Hart/Phenix
Walker/Jackson

Boys, get your gear and get in Tommy's office. You do not want to keep the man waiting

-Final Commercial break-

[Asherdelampyr]

*As we come back we are in Tommy's office, the bottom 6 this show standing before his desk.*

Thunder: So here we are this week again. The bottom feeders here before me. I know that most of the competition are in front of me here, but that's the way it is this week, and you're not going to take anything for granted, just because there's a lot of you here, that doesn't mean you're safe.

So, who wants to go first here? Who wants to be the first to try and save their asses? You there. Pamich. You and your partner want to go first here?
Of course you do, now step forward here.

Israel: Tommy, If I may call you Tommy you need to understand that I am not relying on my as well as the rest of the HWA faithful that I am taking reigns on this inevitably short lived team as my partner expects a free ride from the One Man Dynasty

*Fans do not like the diss and start booing Israel*

Thank you and your welcome.

Now Tommy you saw me in that ring today and you also so how fluent yet brutal I was at the same time although did I get any assistance from my so called partner? NO.
Now I will be the first to openly admit that being in the bottom three for the first two weeks of the show is not where I wanted to be and certainly not the expectations that I have put on me but everybody and I mean EVERYBODY knows how god I am in that ring then Tommy, Tommy this is the part where you really need to listen and absorb what I have to say, I am to damn good to be sent home because of the inadequancies of said partner.

I plan to win this competition, I plan to utilise my title shot and I plan to become the biggest thing in HWA since the host of this show and I am not going to plead and beg to get through because my actions in the ring should speak volumes of the talent i bestow on this competition although what I will say Thunder is I live for this, I bleed for this, I train my arse of everyday for this opportunity entrusted in me and it will be a massive let down for these HWA faithful to not see one the rising favourites here in HWA to be sent home early because he effectively lost a handicap match

Mr Thunder, thank you for listening to me present what I have to offer the competition down the track and I have Faith that you will make the right decision.

*Crowd is disgusted at this blatent kiss arsing*

Thank you, Thank you very much.

Thunder: You have faith in me to make the right decision?

*Thunder laughs, and as Pamich starts to crack a smile and begins to laugh with him, he pulls a straight face*

Thunder: You bet your ass I'll make the right decision, and for all you know you've just punched your ticket out of here.

So who wants to go next?

Chase Walker: Tonight, Jackson and I, we weren’t the best tag team but now we’ve realized, at least I have, of what true HWA talent is and what it is going to take to get to that level. I’ve finally realized where the bar is set for me to reach and now I need to work my ass off to get there. This is my wakeup call for myself to work harder, to be better, and to get to the level of where HWA talent is and to exceed it in order to win this show. I’m going to fight tooth and nail to get to that level and to stay out of the bottom 3 because I don’t want to survive by the skin of my teeth each week, I want to prove and be considered a favorite to win this show. By working harder to get on the level of HWA talent, I will avoid the bottom 3, and will win Total Resistance.

Jackson: We are in the bottom three Chase, who would have thought that, goes to show that if you want to compete in this company, you have to go above and beyond to do it. I know I was not hoping to be here until I was actually in the final 3 to tell you the truth Tommy but, hey everyone has their set backs. This is a big wake up call for me because I realized that now I have to work 3 times as hard as before to make sure I am not talking to you again until I am one of the only 2 left on this show and to get to that HWA level. I do not want to go home today and I know for a fact that my friend here feels the exact same way. You shouldn’t eliminate either of us because we will prove everyone here that we can bounce back from this stronger than ever and make it all the way to the end without getting called back to the bottom 3! Hey, it’s your choice but if we do, get eliminated know this. We will not cry, complain, or throw temper tantrums about getting kicked off, we are just going to keep our heads held high and keep training harder than ever to get signed and win some titles!

Thunder: Well that's mighty righteous of you 2 there. But nice guys always finish last. Perhaps you've just guaranteed that you do finish last.

And last but not least, you want to step up? Why the hell should I keep you in this competition?

JP: Why should we get to stay in this competition!
no no no you mean why should I get to stay in this competition
HE is the one that let this team down
HE is the one that is screwing with my chances of winning this competition
thats why HE should be the one to leave this competition
i don't care what you or this crowd thinks i am the benchmark for all of these guys
none of them can measure up to me, and even you Tommy should be able to see that
how the hell these fans can't see that is beyond me but you Tommy i imagine are smarter than these fans so look at me
just look, you can see that i am HWAs newest and greatest superstar
But my partner screwed me over and has left me here
this is all his fault and he should be kicked out because of it
Not Me.

*Hart looks at Phenix...then at Thunder...and then back at Phenix. Cody looks back at Thunder once more, settling on him.*
Hart: Tommy, when this was started, the idea was to find the next big thing. The idea was to find a person who will be the main eventer, the driving force in wrestling, and above all else, someone worthy of getting a title shot. Here is the thing. I am like Stone Cold, I am like Shawn Michaels, I am not to to be tied down. When did Austin shine best? When he was on his own. When did the Heartbreak Kid shine his best? After he tossed Marty though that window. Hell, I should do that right now consider how much Phenix dragged me down.
Hart turns, and makes a movement towards him, but stops and grins. He looks back at Thunder.*

Hart; Now, I knew for a fact that Phenix would come back here, and talk about how I am the weak link. Well, I'm not just going to sit here talking it, I backed it up. Let's review shall we. Last week, I was one of only 2 to finishes that obstacle course. That shows just how athletic I am. At Blood Rush, I came down to the final man, losing to Hawk in that Battle Royal. I have the talent, I have the charisma, I have the look, and more importantly, I have the last name. I am the King of Harts Thunder...and you may have been the Best In The World, but it is my time to shine. Send one of these other fools home, and I will win this, and go on to take the wrestling world by storm.

Thunder: May "have" been the best in the world? I AM the best in the world at what I do.
And you, Phenix, selling out your partner eh? This isn't a team game, that's for sure, but do you really have an upside in comparison to Hart here?

*thunder shrugs his shoulders*

Thunder: I'm yet to see it if I'm honest with you.

But alas, it's too late to do anything now. You've all said your piece, and it's time for me to decide which one of you has let yourselves down. Which one of you has failed here.

*there's a dramatic pause as Thunder looks at all the rookies in front of him*

Thunder: I've come to the decision that this week, since Shannon was sent home because of injury, you've all been given one more week to prove yourselves, to improve, and to show me that you are better than the bottom three. In other words, nobody else will be eliminated this week.
But next week, eliminations WILL start. No more hall passes. No more lifelines. No more chances. Next week, one off you WILL be going home.

*The Camera blacks out, the last image being Tommy thunder, standing behind his desk, his arms folded and a disappointed look on his face. *

[KJ PUNK]

Only one filler, so Redemption starts now!!!