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Aggression 58: Miami, FL - 5/9/11

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[“Imperial March” reverberates throughout the arena and a video package flies by on the screen.

Lindsay Troy unmasking as Dis, holding the EPW World Title up for all to see.

The First hitting the Cut The Thread on Cameron Cruise

Impulse, leaping onto Olvir Arsvinnar and Ivan Dalkichev from the top rope

Stalker, perched on the ring apron with a barbed wire baseball bat, then diving down onto his opponent on the outside.

Donovan Astros clotheslining Michael Bastard over the top rope.

The Heirs of Wrestling stalking to the ring with the EPW World Tag Team Titles around their waists.

“Triple X” Sean Stevens hitting multiple superkicks to Marcus Westcott, The First and Shawn Hart in succession
Anarky, barely able to stand, holding up the EPW World Championship

And finally…. A desk with a high backed leather chair and Dan Ryan sitting front and center, leaning back and staring right into the camera.

Then…

BOOM!!

The stage is illuminated by a veritable bonanza of booming pyrotechnics as the camera pans over the crowd, cuts to the ring from a wide angle, then concludes its journey with a smash cut to the broadcast team.

The opening pyro for Aggression goes off on the top of the ramp, the crowd cheering loud as the camera pans around the arena.


CUT TO: The broadcast booth.

DT: Hello everybody and welcome to Aggression!! With me as always are Dean Matthews and the one and only... Mike Neely...

DM: Tonight is the night... the King of the Cage finals as the newly crowned World Tag Team Champions face the Television Champion Donovan Astros... and Cameron Cruise for the right to face the former champs The Heirs of Wrestling at Wrestleverse!

DT: Also tonight Michael Bastard gets his first taste of the big time as he takes on Anarky for the World Heavyweight championship...

DM: Impulse, who has made quite a name for himself already... takes on Copycat... Erik Black takes on Otaku..

MN: And in the biggest match of the night... the Masked Violators take on The Collossal Connection.... oh come on...

(Matthews snickers)

MN: I can't even say that with a straight face... who wrote that down for me to say?? I mean, really? You guys suck..

DT: Be that as it may... let's go up to Tony Fatora for the first match...
 

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Masked Violators vs. The Colossal Connection

The Masked Violators proved that they might be the best team in EPW, but that’s only if they can quit arguing with each other. While fighting the massive Colossal Connection, the Violators were incomplete control of the match except for the times in the match when the two men kept arguing with each other.

While Olvir was being handled by #2, then #1 demanded the tag, but #2 refused to give him the tag, and in their arguing, the Ass Dominator managed to catch #2 and hit a huge powerslam, planting the Masked Violator.

Dalkichev and Masked Violator #1 then grappled before #1 took control with a series of excellent mat based wrestling moves, keeping the larger man down, it was at this point that #2 hit the ring without a tag and started putting the boots to Dalkichev. The ref then hurried to usher #2 from the ring and that allowed Olvir to hit the ring and the two big men double teamed #1 and gave him a thrashing behind the ref’s back.

Masked Violator #1 escaped the enemy corner and made the tag to #2 who took it to Dalkichev and the Violators seemed to put their differences aside and started dominating, using double team tactics and isolating Dalkichev in the ring to prevent a tag. Finally the Violators hit the Moving Violation on Dalkichev and scored the pin.

WINNERS: Masked Violators.
 

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The Bounty (a mutiny)

(“Death Is This Communion” by High On Fire blares on over the PA system. Video package for Rocko Daymon plays and the fans erupt in loud cheers. Once again, however, Rocko's ex-wife Caitlyn steps out through the curtains. Her newly bleach blonde hair is tied back into a tight pony tail, her usual attire of black tank top and black baggy jeans is being worn. She waves to the fans as they cheer her on. She approaches the ring with a silver briefcase in her hand.)

DT: Folks, last Aggression, Caitlyn Daymon made her return to Empire Pro and stated she is seeking revenge on Stalker.

MN: Rocko Daymon signed his own retirement papers as soon as he agreed to step into the ring with the craziest man alive.

DM: That may be the case, but those papers did not dismiss Caitlyn from EPW and I am sure she will get the revenge she desires against that mad man.

DT: Well she has a mic let's go to the ring and see what she has to say.

(Caitlyn stands in the center of the ring and the fans are cheering 'WE WANT ROCKO!', 'WE WANT ROCKO!'. She wipes a few tears from her eyes before starting to speak.)

Caitlyn: Thank you for the support and even though Rocko and I may be divorced, I still love and always will love him. Our relationship....

(Her eyes swell up a bit more and she fights the urge to burst out in tears.)

Caitlyn: Our MARRIAGE.... it was ruined by a psycho! I am here today to make sure all of you fans know that I will not STOP and I will not LET UP until Stalker is put down for good! He does NOT deserve to stay in Empire Pro, he does not deserve to even have a CAREER! His obsession with my husband led to THIS!

(She points to the Empire TRON and the video footage of Stalker charging Rocko through the third story window is shown. It then switches to the video footage taken of Stalker trying to yank Rocko from the ledge and finally being successful when Sean Stevens steps on Rocko's hand and sends them plummeting into Mike Neely's brand new car.)

Caitlyn: That night, was the worst night of my life! None of you know... no one knows what happened to him after that night after he found out that he would be forced to vacate the world title, simply because some crazed mad man wouldn't let go of a grudge. Well you know what, Jason? Now I have a grudge. Now I have something to drive every action, every decision, EVERYTHING that I do.

Caitlyn: I will not REST until you are thrown on your ass out of this company, whether it be injury, retirement.... WHATEVER IT TAKES! You like to play games right?! Well here's a game you might enjoy very much!

(Lifting up the silver briefcase towards the camera, she opens it up and reveals what looks to be alot of money!)

Caitlyn: You see this!?!? Twenty FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS! Let me repeat that.... TWENTY FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS! This money... it's now a bounty on your HEAD! Anyone, anywhere you get Stalker out of EPW, this money IS YOURS! So Jason... how does it feel to be in my world?!?

(A huge grin crosses her face as she closes the briefcase up and “Death Is This Communion” by High On Fire hits the PA again. The fans are going absolutely nuts as she exits the ring and goes up the ramp.)
 

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Dopesmoker vs. Otaku

Otaku and Dopesmoker brought the crowd to their feet in a battle where gravity was mostly an afterthought. After starting off in a test of strength, Otaku used the ropes for a backflip, sending Dopesmoker spinning through the air…Otaku then went about racing around the ring, landing spin kicks, and attacks off the ropes, constantly moving and keeping his opponent off balance.

But high risk moves have that name for a reason and Otaku’s attempt for a moonsault found nothing but the canvas and allowed the Dopesmoker to take control, and now it was time for him to take to the sky. Dopesmoker connected on a slingshot splash and a crushing Senton Bomb that got a two count that had a lot of the crowd thinking it was a three.

Otaku might have been down but he wasn’t out and he caught the Dopesmoker with a series of quick pin attempts, an inside cradle, a backslide, a sunset flip, all forcing his more experienced opponent to find a way out before the three count, and Dopesmoker barely did.

After surviving the near falls, Dopesmoker returned to the attack, Otaku countered an attempted back suplex and landed on his feet, a big dropkick rocked Dopesmoker and sent his sprawling to the floor, where he was then hit by a devastating plancha by Otaku!

Otaku closed in for the kill, putting Dopesmoker on the top rope and perhaps setting him up for a Superplex or a Hurricanrana but the two men started trading punches and then Dopesmoker knocked Otaku off the ropes, he grabbed Otaku by the neck and pulled him into the corner then nailed The Green Hit to knock Otaku senseless and score the pin in a hard-fought contest.

WINNER: Dopesmoker
 

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All Things Pointing... UP?

(GRAY STATIC. Cut to Black, then Bars & tone. Another black matte follows before text appears.)

"We apologize for this broadcast interruption..."

"Empire Pro has a tag team tournament and doesn't invite us?!"

(Static cuts back in on the black matte multiple times, before we CUTTO: An Empire Pro Wrestling flag hanging in the background.

In the foreground stands two men. One who is no stranger to an EPW ring, broken and beaten from his last encounter with Stalker. High Flyer stands, shoulders hunched. He wears a red "Sunnydale High XXXL" t-shirt and his trademark snow pants. A large bandage covers his forehead, as he still retains an eye patch over his right eye. He stands so the eye patch is prounced, sideways to the camera.

On his other side, stands his long time tag team partner Tony Davis. Davis looks very different from his past incarnations. Gone are the long blue dreadlocks, the goofy smile, the disinterest the plagued his past life. Now, only his arms are crossed, and he stares daggers into the camera. He wears black ring tights, black gloves, an elbow pad, and no frills of any kind.)

HIGH FLYER: Because I thought I showed the EPW faithful I had heart and determination. That I'd fight through anything. That I'd perservere. At Unleashed, Stalker beat me to within an inch of my life, and I kept fighting through the pain until it was unbearable. I may have lost that night, but I thought I gained the respect of Empire Pro.

(Flyer lowers his head. Tony Davis crosses his arms behind Flyer.)

HIGH FLYER: But here I am, on the outside looking in. You know, I never got a call about this tag team tournament. Never heard the phone ring. I was on the shelf mending my cuts and my bruises, regaining my vision and the only time I heard my ringtone of Cartman singing "Poker Face" was when I actually watched the episode.

(Flyer looks to Tony.)

HIGH FLYER: And you know how much I love tag team wrestling.

(He turns back to the camera, face in anguish.)

HIGH FLYER: And it pains me to say it, but I would have risked permanent blindness in my eye if I were to have had gotten the call. So maybe, all in all, they did me a favor. Maybe they had their ears to the good ol' doctor's tests and didn't want to exasserbate the problem.

(Flyer walks up to the camera's lens, and grabs the physical camera.)

HIGH FLYER: But I don't WANT favors done for me. I want to EARN my place. I want to decide when I'm ready to fight through the pain. And I'm ready. Now? I want to show the world that the greatest high flyer they've ever seen is STILL me. That Team VIAGRA is one of the best tag teams in the WORLD.

(Flyer backs off the camera, and walks up to Tony. He pats Tony's chest.)

TONY DAVIS: My name is Tony Davis. Some of you may know me. Most of you do not. I have been a professional wrestler for fifteen years. Ten of those years, I've been at High Flyer's side in one of the most prolific and long reigning tag teams of the 21st century. Team VIAGRA, we've dominated all around the globe.

In the past five years, I've turned into what some may consider a joke. I lacked interest, drive, motivation. But to hear of my brother in law being slighted by a company that employed him after being injured on the job, is a travesty that shall be met with by justice.

(Tony smiles. Flyer tilts his head upward, as if to look down on the camera.)

TONY DAVIS: By the end of 2011, Team VIAGRA will be EPW Tag Team Champions. It's the only justice that can be.

(Flyer leans over Davis' back, shoulders hunched.)

HIGH FLYER: My foots coming for you Stalker!

TONY DAVIS: Gonna run you over like a train.

HIGH FLYER: Chuu Chuu Douchebag.

(FADE OUT.)
 

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Copycat vs. Impulse

Impulse and Copycat started their much anticipated battle with a collar and elbow tie-up. This quickly resulted in Copycat throwing Impulse end for end due to the enormous size differential. Impulse bounced right back and into another collar and elbow, to which Copycat AGAIN thrusts him halfway across the ring. Impulse shakes loose the cobwebs and charges right back at Copycat a third time. They reach for each other, yet this time, Impulse ducks the tie-up and locks Copycat in a rear waistlock. Copycat tries to elbow his way out, but Impulse has himself positioned so low that Copycat cannot connect. Impulse then pushes Copycat into the ropes before rolling him up for a nearfall.

Copycat was infuriated by the quickness of Impulse and quickly got back up to attack him. However, Impulse managed to catch him with an arm drag takedown. Copycat bounced right back up, but Impulse was able to catch him with yet another arm drag. The competitors bounced back up again. This time, Impulse closed the gap and reached out for another arm drag, but Copycat held onto the ropes, sending Impulse down to the mat right on the back of his head. Copycat then sent multiple boots to Impulse’s face as The Marathon Man tried to cover up.

Copycat then pulled Impulse up to his feet and into a rear waistlock of his own. Impulse remained groggy, unable to fight back, and was hit with a big German suplex. Copycat then went for a cover, but Impulse was able to kick out. Refusing to lose the momentum, Copycat reached his feet again, this time applying a waistlock and following it with a belly-to-belly suplex. Copycat then went for the cover again, but Impulse kicked out yet again.

Copycat slapped the mat in frustration, but stayed on the attack, pulling Impulse back up again. After a few knife-edge chops into the ropes, Copycat whipped Impulse to the opposite ropes and looked for a Samoan drop, but Impulse was able to reverse it into a crucifix for a nearfall. Copycat sprung right back up as Impulse slowly pulled himself to a knee. Frustrated, Copycat took off running, sending a punt right to the side of Impulse’s head.

Copycat then pulls Impulse up yet again and whips him into the ropes, this time hitting a spinebuster. Copycat stares at Impulse, then bouncing off the ropes and hitting a Stray Cat Strut. He then goes for another cover, yet Impulse manages to kick out again. Thoroughly frustrated, Copycat slaps the mat repeatedly wondering just how to put away his opponent. Copycat then slinked back into the corner, pulling at his hair as he awaits Impulse to rise to his feet. After several moments, Impulse finally rises into a superkick that Copycat stole from Impulse! Copycat then went for yet another cover. AGAIN, to no avail.

Copycat stares at the referee, then out into the crowd. He cannot believe that Impulse refuses to be put away. After taking several moments to think about what he can do to finish his opponent, Copycat finally pulls himself up. He then reaches down and pulls up the half-risen Impulse into a standing headscissors. Copycat then hoists Impulse looking for a LitterBomb, but Impulse manages to slither out and reverse it into a sunset flip for a nearfall.

This brings about the ultimate frustration to Copycat, who immediately rises and kicks the ropes, shakes them, swings down on the top rope, you name it. He looks back at the wobbly Impulse, who is still only on his knees. Copycat then waves his hands at Impulse as if to say “I’m done with you.” Copycat then turns and steps between the ropes as the referee warns him about a countout. Copycat continues without warning, only taking a moment at the bottom of the ramp to see the now risen Impulse falling on top of the top rope to hold himself up. The referee lifts his hands a final time, sending out a count of ten to give Impulse the win.

Winner via countout: Impulse
 
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Chain Reaction

(Scene opens up backstage as Caitlyn Daymon is walking, being escorted by Pat Jones and other EPW officials.)

Stalker: *****!

(Camera switches around to see Stalker walking quickly towards the group of people, security ordered by Pat Jones steps inbetween Jason Reeves and Caitlyn Daymon. Jason, adjusting his EPW Tag Team title, stares at the group and then at Pat Jones.)

Stalker: Pat, what the hell are you doing?

Pat: She asked for assistance to exit the arena and we are providing that.

Stalker: I swear to god, Pat. You need to get these idiots out of my face and let me talk to this stupid girl.

Caitlyn: Jason, what is wrong with you? You are going to attack a female? I don't even wrestle and you are wanting to attack me? Just leave me alone and let me get on with my business?

Stalker: Your business? YOUR BUSINESS?!? You just put a god damn bounty on my head! What the hell do you mean, YOUR BUSINESS?

(Jason tries to get by the security but they push him away, Pat Jones orders the group to keep moving and Jason makes another attempt to grab at her with a loud yelling can be heard in the background.)

Steven Shane: Stalker! What the hell are you doing?

Stalker: Stay out of this, it's my business!

Steven Shane: The business of beating up females?

(He stops in his tracks and the group surrounding Caitlyn quickly disappear with her around the corner. Jason turns around and gets face to face with Steven Shane. Both men with their tag belts on opposite shoulders.)

Stalker: What did I say? What did I say? Stay out of my business and focus on our matches. Is that too much for you to understand?

Steven Shane: Is the wrongness of a man beating up on a woman too much for you to understand? Get that through your head and I'll be able to stay out of what you do.

(Shane brushes past Stalker, knocking his shoulder back just a bit as he walks off backstage. Stalker takes his belt and thinks about chasing Steven Shane down, but he resists the urge.)

Stalker: She is far from being a simple 'woman'.

(Fade.)
 

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World Title: Anarky (c) vs. Michael Bastard (c)

The battle for EPW’s World Title began as a straight up brawl as Anarky and Michael Bastard traded rights and lefts in the center of the ring, the trained striker and the masochistic brawler didn’t give an inch both men ended up falling to the mat, where Bastard was on his back but far from defenseless, holding Anarky off and then nearly securing a triangle choke on the champion.

Anarky escaped and when the two men re-engaged the action spilled to the floor where the Amazing Logan kept his distance but still drew the ire of Anarky, which allowed Bastard to send Anarky flying into the ring post and put the IC Champion in control of the match, Bastard sent Anarky back into the ring and pummeled him with a vicious strike based offense.

A series of near falls put Anarky’s reign as champion in jeopardy as Bastard kept landing high impact strikes and devastating moves, spinning back fists, release german suplexes, all of this and more was thrown at the champion, who refused to stay down for the three count, and finally caught Bastard charging into the corner and then planted him with a DDT putting both men down.

Anarky was first to his feet and went on the offense, mauling Bastard with punches and kicks in the corner, chokes and other tactics that pushed the envelope and had the ref counting, but Anarky never crossed the line to get himself disqualified. Bastard had no quit in him either, kicking out of repeated pin attempts.

Closing in for the kill, Anarky went for the Chaos Breaker, Bastard fought the move tooth and nail and got free, quickly rushing off the ropes and threw a vicious thrust kick at Anarky’s head, but Anarky sidestepped and once again went for the Chaos Breaker, this time catching Bastard with it. Anarky made the cover and got the three count, retaining the EPW World Title.

WINNER: ANARKY (Retains EPW World Title)
 

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MAIN EVENT: KOTC Finals - Shane/Stalker (cc) vs. Cruise/Astros (c)

DT: Folks, over the last few weeks, we have seen some very hard-fought battles in the confines of a steel cage. And tonight, it all comes to a head with the finals of the King of the Cage tournament.

DM: At Aggression 57, we saw new EPW Tag Team Champions crowned as Stalker and Steven Shane dethroned the Heirs of Wrestling. But there will be no time for the new Tag Team Champions to rest on their laurels, as they now must take on the team of Cameron Cruise and Donovan Astros. And that match – is right now.

[CUE UP: “Worldwide Suicide” by Pearl Jam. Donovan Astros steps through the curtain, EPW Television Title belt in tow, and soaks in the cheers of the fans as he heads to the ring]

TF: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for tonight’s main event! The following matchup is for the EPW Tag Team Titles! Introducing first, the challengers! Making his way to the ring now, from Los Angeles, California! Weighing in at 237 pounds, he is the EPW Television Champion – Donovaaaaaan Aaaaaastroooooooos!

DM: What a roll Donovan Astros has been on – capturing the EPW Television Title from Karl “The Dragon” Brown at Unleashed, and then rocketing to the finals of King of the Cage with a string of impressive victories. Stalker and Steven Shane became the EPW Tag Team Champions at Aggression 57, but they’re going to face a challenge here tonight in trying to stop Donovan Astros’ momentum!

MN: You call that a roll? He won the Television Title and he hasn’t had to defend it since! I call that luck!

DM: It takes more than luck to make it to the finals of King of the Cage, Mike.

MN: Not if your name is Layne Winters!

[Astros hands off his title belt to one of the ringside attendants and steps through the cage door into the ring]

MN: Besides, you’d have a tough time convincing me that Donovan Astros’ victories so far haven’t been thanks in large part to his tag team partner!

[CUE UP: “Killing in the Name” by Rage Against the Machine. Cameron Cruise steps through the curtains to the boos of the crowd, which he soaks up gladly before heading down the entrance ramp]

TF: And his tag team partner! From Jacksonville, North Carolina! Weighing 264 pounds, Camerooooooooonnnn Cruuuuuuuuuuuuise!

DT: To hear the crowd pull a complete 180 like that, you might forget that Donovan Astros and Cameron Cruise are actually on the same side in this thing!

MN: They can boo Cameron Cruise all they wants, but he’s a man who knows how to get the job done! He’s carried Donovan Astros all the way to the finals, and if they win the Tag Team Titles tonight, Cameron Cruise will have carried his partner to another piece of championship gold!

DM: While I don’t quite agree that Cameron Cruise has done all the work, there is no denying that Cruise has been and continues to be a powerful force here in EPW! And let’s not forget that Cruise is already a two-time EPW Tag Team Champion with Joey Melton, and as de factor leader of Anthology, he presided over some of Anthology’s lengthy reign with the Tag Team Titles as well.

MN: Don’t forget that he’s also a two-time Intercontinental Champion! Cruise has forgotten more about winning championships than anyone else in this match knows!

[Cruise heads through the cage door into the ring, walking over to Astros to discuss strategy]

MN: Look! He’s dispensing some wisdom to Donovan Astros right now!

DM: Knowing Cameron Cruise, I wonder what it is he’s really dispensing.

[CUE UP: “Did My Time” by Korn. The crowd’s boos only intensify as Stalker steps through the curtains. One of the EPW Tag Team Title belts is slung haphazardly over his shoulder, and hanging from his other arm is a trash can full of weapons]

TF: And their opponents! Introducing first, weighing 224 pounds! He is one-half of the EPW Tag Team Champions – Staaaaaalkeerrrrrrrrrrr!

DM: It looks like Stalker already has some grand plans going into this one.

MN: Now here’s a guy who knows how to make a difference in a steel cage match! Cameron Cruise knows all about titles, but Stalker knows all about brutality!

DT: There’s no denying that once Stalker gets between those ropes – or into that cage, as the case may be – he is an expert at dealing out pain and suffering.

DM: We’ve already seen that in action here tonight from Stalker – attacking senior EPW referee Pat Jones, cheapshotting Anarky, doing everything he can to be noticed!

MN: Well, Stalker deserves to be noticed! He’s EPW Tag Team Champion, and he should have been given a shot at the EPW World Heavyweight Title a long time ago!

DM: I’m not sure what Stalker has done to merit a world title shot, but winning the King of the Cage tournament can only make his stock go up – let’s see if he has what it takes.

[Stalker pushes the trash can full of weapons under the ropes and follows it in, dumping out the contents onto the mat – a kendo stick, a fire extinguisher, a small road sign, a length of cable, the lid to the trash can and a tied-up duffel bag. Stalker, still holding the trash can itself, keeps himself between the weapons and his opponents, waiting for his tag partner to show up]

DT: Stalker, certainly doing everything he can do to make sure this match is his kind of match.

MN: I would think a steel cage match is already his kind of match, but hey – can’t blame the man for planning ahead!

[CUE UP: “Power” by Kanye West. After about 15 seconds of song-opening chanting, the lights go down and fountain pyrotechnics start up at the right side of the stage, moving all the way to the left side and then back to the right. The crowd pops as Steven Shane rises up out of the stage, his half of the EPW Tag Team Titles strapped around his waist. Shane heads down to the ring with the crowd cheering him all the way]

TF: And his tag team partner, from Hollywood, California! At 253 pounds, he is the other half of the EPW Tag Team Champions – “Sensational” Stevennnnnnnn Shaaaaaaaaane!

DM: Once again, a complete shift in tone from this capacity crowd here tonight – their love for Steven Shane is only matched by their hatred for Stalker!

MN: Showing once again just how out of whack the EPW fans’ priorities truly are!

DT: It’s been a whirlwind couple of weeks for Steven Shane here in EPW, joining the roster at the beginning of the King of the Cage tournament and quickly finding himself one-half of the Tag Team Champions! But that kind of success isn’t easy to maintain, and Steven Shane must find a way to maintain it here tonight against the red-hot team of Cameron Cruise and Donovan Astros!

MN: That success wouldn’t have come to Steven Shane if it weren’t for Stalker! He’s carrying this team just like Cameron Cruise has been carrying the other team!

DM: In case you’ve forgotten, Mike, it was Steven Shane who scored the winning pinfall at Aggression 57 to win the Tag Team Titles from the Heirs of Wrestling – Stalker wasn’t even in the ring at the time!

MN: Oh, you know as well as I do that Stalker softened them up!

[Shane heads through the cage, looking with trepidation at the, as Dusty Rhodes would say, “plunder” Stalker has brought with him, perhaps wondering if this strategy might backfire. Nonetheless, Shane stands with his partner, staring at their opponents on the other side of the ring]

SFX: Ding! Ding!

DT: Some obvious unease here on the part of the challengers – I don’t think you can call either man a coward, but neither of them is especially excited by the prospect of charging at a trash can-wielding Stalker! Stalker is beckoning to Cruise and Astros to bring it on, but they don’t want to bring it right this second!

MN: This is a perfect chance for Steven Shane to sneak-attack the two of them! But of course, he has to pretend he’s too good for that!

DM: Cruise and Astros are discussing the situation, and now Cruise is slowly walking over to Stalker! That may be the smart move, sending the 264-pounder first into the dangerous situation! Stalker approaching with the trash can!

DT: And Astros, quick as a flash, with a dropkick to the knee of Stalker! Stalker drops to his other knee, and Cruise is able to swat the trash can out of his hands! And now Cruise is kicking away at Stalker, not letting him get back to his feet!

DM: Shane, over from the other side, quickly puts a stop to that as he fires off on Cruise! Astros with a shot to Stalker, and slams his head into the buckle!

MN: You’d think with a Lethal Lottery format, I’d be spared these tedious moments when people like Stalker and Cameron Cruise aren’t in control, but…

DT: Shane has forced Cruise into the opposite corner, but Cruise with a kick to the midsection! Cruise flings Shane into the corner and delivers some more hard kicks to the midsection!

DM: And Astros has climbed up Stalker in the corner and his firing off with punches!

Crowd: One! Two! Three! (etc.)

DT: What a whirlwind of pummeling Stalker and Shane have just endured! Things are not looking good for the champions in the early going!

MN: Yeah, but you know how Stalker operates – let up on him for just one second and he’ll have you regretting it for the rest of the match!

DM: Cruise with Shane, whips him to the opposite corner – and Astros fells Shane with a big dropkick! Astros now with Stalker, whips him over to Cruise, and a powerslam by Cruise! Cruise hooks the leg!

One!

Two!

No! It takes a lot more than that to put Stalker away!

DT: Cruise with Stalker up to his feet, locks in a front facelock! Astros over from the other side, and a hard kick to Stalker’s unprotected midsection! And Cruise now with a clubbing blow to the back!

DM: Stalker whipped to the ropes – double back body drop by Cruise and Astros sends Stalker crashing to the canvas!

MN: I thought Cruise was smarter than to lower his head in front of Stalker, knowing he can pull that Evenflow DDT out of nowhere!

DM: Well, it appears to have paid off for him, and it can’t hurt that Astros would have been there to prevent it!

DT: Cruise with a handful of Stalker’s hair, hauls him up and tosses him over the top rope and into the cage! Stalker is down between the cage and the ropes, and now Cruise and Astros are turning their attention to Shane!

MN: Now here’s a double team I’ll enjoy watching!

DT: Shane back to his feet, and he’s firing off on both of his opponents! But a big knee to the gut by Cruise stops that rally! Cruise lifts Shane in a fireman’s carry – and drops him onto the knee of Astros for a gutbuster! Astros with a cover!

One!

Two!

And Shane gets the shoulder up!

DM: Cruise now with a big elbowdrop to Shane, and now one by Astros! Cruise off the ropes, jumps up and delivers a big kneedrop! Now Cruise with the cover!

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Two!

No! Shane kicks out.

MN: Cameron Cruise and Donovan Astros haven’t even given the champions a chance to get out of the blocks! I may be a fan of Stalker’s, but I have to respect that – don’t give the other guys any room to breathe!

DT: Cruise now bringing Shane to his feet, scoops him up and delivers a hard bodyslam! Cruise now picking up Astros – and sends him onto Shane with a legdrop from an atomic drop position! An impressive double-team maneuver considering how little history Cruise and Astros have as a team!

DM: Astros covers!

One!

Two!

And a kickout by Shane!

DT: The challengers bring Shane up to his feet once again, and now a double Irish whip! Cruise with a big clothesline – but Shane ducks it and drops Astros with a clothesline of his own! Cruise over to Shane, and he catches a back elbow!

DM: Shane now laying into Cruise with chops and punches! This is his first real rally in this one, and he’s looking to make it count! Cruise with a kick to the midsection to break the momentum, off the ropes and he walks right into a sidewalk slam by Shane!

DT: Astros now back over to Shane, and Shane with shots to the midsection! Shane sends Astros to the ropes, Shane hits the deck with Astros on the rebound, over from the other side and a hiptoss by Shane! Shane now off the ropes, Astros to his feet and Shane with a big shoulderblock!

MN: Even two-on-one odds aren’t doing the challengers any favors right now!

DM: Cruise is back on his feet, but Shane is ready for him with a kick to the midsection and a big elbowsmash! Shane sends Cruise to the ropes, clothesline misses, Cruise off the other side with a flying clothesline puts Shane on the mat!

DT: Cruise telling Shane to get up, and a kick to the midsection! Cruise could be looking for that high-impact DDT!

DM: But Stalker has crawled over to the corner with all the weapons, and he’s got that road sign! Cruise has his attention focused on Shane! Stalker approaching him with the sign!

MN: Now things are getting interesting!

DM: Stalker has the sign raised, but Cruise sees him! Cruise shoves Shane away, Stalker over with the sign – and Cruise with a drop toe hold!

MN: It’s a good thing Stalker had the sign raised so high, otherwise he might have just gone face-first into it! Cruise now with stomps to the back of Stalker!

DT: Cruise off the ropes – and he runs right into a spinebuster from Shane! Shane with a cover!


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No! Astros breaks the pin with a kick to the back!

DM: Astros now over to Stalker, and he kicks the road sign away from him – and under the bottom of the cage to the floor! That’s one of Stalker’s weapons nullified!

MN: No fair!

DT: Astros bringing Stalker to his feet, but a rake of the eyes by Stalker! And Shane ends a series of punches to the midsection by Cruise with an elbow to the head!

DM: Stalker with kicks in the corner, and now he locks in a chokehold on Astros! Referee Emilio Gomez is warning Stalker, but there are no DQs in a cage match – as Stalker knows very well!

DT: Shane, meanwhile, is laying into Cruise with chops in the other corner! Shane pulls Cruise out of the corner, a kick to the midsection, and a vertical suplex! Shane with a cover, and Stalker stops choking Astros just long enough for Gomez to go over and make the count!


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Kickout by Cruise!

MN: And look at Stalker, going right back to the choke as soon as Gomez turns his back! I love it!

DT: Stalker finally lets go of the choke, and he’s headed over to Shane and Cruise! Shane with Cruise up, lifts him for a sidewalk slam – and drops him with a backbreaker onto the knee of Stalker!

DM: And now Stalker with Astros! Stalker sends Astros off the ropes into Shane, and Shane with a hell of a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! And just like that, the champions have reversed this thing and now have the challengers down on the mat!

MN: And they might be ready to end this one! Both men headed toward the cage door!

DT: But Stalker just spotted his stack of weapons over by the exit, and he looks to be having second thoughts! Shane is cautioning Stalker not to do anything rash!

MN: Stalker never does anything rash! It’s all part of his plan!

DM: Stalker picks up the fire extinguisher – and tosses it to Shane! Now Stalker’s got the kendo stick in his hands and murder in his eyes!

DT: And it looks like Steven Shane isn’t too enthusiastic about bringing the weapons into this one!

MN: But Stalker has no such qualms! Stalker with the kendo stick nails Astros with a shot to the back! And another! And another! Stalker is just wearing out the Television Champion!

DT: Shane’s got that fire extinguisher – but he just sets it down! He’s not ready to resort to this!

MN: What is wrong with him? There are no rules! It’s a cage match!

DM: Some competitors are more interested in wrestling than in bludgeoning their opponents, Mike!

DT: But Shane’s hesitation may have just cost him, as Cruise grabs him by the waist and sends him face-first into the middle turnbuckle! And now Cruise has the fire extinguisher! Cruise – pushes Shane into Stalker? What’s he doing?

MN: I know what he’s doing! He’ll wait for them to turn around, and then—

Crowd: [Pop]

DM: Oh! Cruise lets loose with the fire extinguisher! And the Tag Team Champions have just been blinded!

DT: Stalker and Shane staggering out of a cloud of … of …

MN: Potassium bicarbonate!

DM: How do you know that term?

MN: SmartPhone, yo!

DM: Shane stumbles out of the cloud – and Cruise wallops him with the extinguisher! Cruise with a cover, but Emilio Gomez has been just as blinded as everyone else!

DT: There’s Gomez! Gomez makes the count!


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Two!


No! Stalker nails Cruise to break the pin!

DM: Cruise almost ran away with that one – and the Tag Team Titles – all thanks to a weapon Stalker introduced into the match!

MN: If only irony were three-counts, huh Dean?

DT: Stalker bringing Cruise up to his feet, but Cruise is the only one in the ring who hasn’t been thrown off-balance and he nails Stalker with a shot to the throat! Cruise off the ropes, and a bulldog to Stalker! Cruise with a cover!


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Two!


Shoulder up by Stalker!

DM: You’ve got to feel for Emilio Gomez right now, trying to get around that powder-filled ring and clear out the weapons that are sitting right in the center of it!

MN: Clear out the weapons? What’s he doing that for?

DM: Weapons may be legal in this match, but it’s still Gomez’s responsibility to maintain some semblance of order, and if that means losing some of those weapons, then so be it! Gomez pushes the extinguisher through the bars to the floor!

DT: Cruise, meanwhile, has Stalker back to his feet, and there’s a double underhook suplex! And Cruise takes advantage of Gomez’s distraction to lay in a choke on Stalker, while Gomez kicks the kendo stick out of the cage!

DM: Gomez spots the choke, but Cruise has no reason to break on a five-count!

MN: Again with this? Does Gomez have any idea what he’s doing in there?

DM: Of course he knows what he’s doing – his job!

DT: Cruise with a hard bodyslam to Stalker, and Cruise now climbing to the top rope! He’s taking a big risk! Cruise off the top – missile dropkick to Stalker!

DM: And that’s a 260-pound man coming off the top rope like a missile! When he hits you, it hurts!

DT: Cover by Cruise!


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Two!


And Stalker gets the shoulder up once again!

DM: Cruise brings Stalker back to his feet once again, and there’s a gutwrench suplex! Another cover!


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Two!


No! Stalker again hangs on!

MN: Stalker keeps kicking out, but Cruise is being smart – he’s trying to tire him out!

DT: Stalker getting back to his feet, and Cruise off the ropes with a swinging neckbreaker! Cruise covers again, hooks the leg!


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Two!


Kickout by Stalker!

DM: Cruise grabs the leg of Stalker – he could be looking for the Cruise Control! And if Stalker has been worn out from all those kickouts, he just might get it!

DT: No! Stalker kicks Cruise away! Cruise back over to Stalker, and a drop toe hold by Stalker puts Cruise on the mat! Stalker is trying to shake the cobwebs out, but Cruise isn’t about to give him much of a breather as he’s already back to his feet!

DM: And a rake of the eyes by Stalker!

MN: That’s how you slow a man down – you take away his vision!

DM: Stalker with a kick to the midsection, hooks Cruise up – fisherman buster by Stalker! Stalker with a cover!


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Two!


No! Cruise gets the shoulder up.

DT: Stalker with Cruise up to his feet now, hooks him up and a Russian legsweep! Stalker holding onto the positioning, up to his feet and a second Russian legsweep! Up again – a third!

DM: Those rolling Russian legsweeps are just another element of Stalker’s unique in-ring style, and they can definitely be disorienting to an opponent.

MN: Just goes to show you that Stalker is more than just weapons and brawling in the ring, doesn’t it?

DM: That’s … surprisingly insightful for you, Mike.

MN: Well, not that I enjoy this sort of thing!

DT: Stalker scoops up a dazed Cruise and connects with a shoulderbreaker! Cover by Stalker, a hook of the leg!


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Two!


Cruise with the shoulder up!

DM: It looks like Stalker’s got some nasty ideas in mind – he just grabbed that trash can from its position between the ropes and the cage! Stalker with the trash can – and he dents it over the back of Cruise! Stalker raises the trash can again, and another shot to the back of Cruise! Stalker with the trash can up a third time!

DT: But wait! Astros is up, and a forearm to the back of Stalker! Stalker drops the trash can, Astros wraps the arms – Aztecan suplex! Astros holds the bridge!


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Two!


No! Stalker manages the kickout!

DM: Astros caught Stalker completely by surprise, and he’s taking full advantage! Stalker to his feet, and an inverted atomic drop by Astros! Astros off the ropes with a cross-body!


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Two!


Kickout by Stalker!

DT: Astros, wasting no time, pulls Stalker to his feet and whips him to the buckle! Astros charges in with a clothesline! Stalker staggering out of the corner, Astros with a kick to the midsection and a butterfly suplex! Another cover by Astros!


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Two!


Shoulder up!

MN: Stalker’s getting hammered from pillar to post! Where on earth is Shane?

DM: Shane took a fire extinguisher to the face, Mike! You don’t just pop right up from that!

DT: Astros hooks the arms from behind Stalker, and he could be looking for the Astrocide! But Stalker pushes him away into the ropes! Stalker charges in – and Astros backdrops him right into the cage!

DM: Stalker landed haphazardly between the ropes and the cage, and Astros is looking to take full advantage! Astros pulling Stalker by the head through the top and middle ropes – and if he hits the Concussion Cannon, this one could be over!

MN: No! Stalker with shots to the midsection! Fight it, Stalker! Fight it!

DT: Stalker breaks the grip of Astros, but he’s still stuck between the ropes! Astros back over – and Stalker nails him right in the gut with that trash can lid!

MN: Ha! Astros should have known better than to let Stalker get so close to his pile of weapons, and now he’s going to pay the price!

DM: Stalker back to his feet, and he whacks Astros right in the head with that trash can lid! Now Stalker laying the lid on the ground, kick to the midsection…

DT: <i>Evenflow DDT onto the trash can lid!</i>

DM: That’s got to be it! Stalker with a cover!



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Th--no! Cruise makes the save at the last second!

DT: Cruise is trying to make up for lost time, laying into Stalker with right hands!

MN: But the damage has been done! Stalker has basically removed Astros from the equation! As soon as Steven Shane gets back to his feet, this is a handicap match!

DM: I don’t know if Donovan Astros is done altogether, but for the time being, the odds are not looking good for Cameron Cruise!

DT: Cruise brings Stalker to his feet, and there’s a belly-to-belly suplex! A cover by Cruise!



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Two!



No! Stalker with the kickout!

DM: Cruise brings Stalker up again, but Stalker with a jawbreaker! Stalker off the ropes – runs into a hard kick to the midsection by Cruise! Cruise with a front facelock – high-impact DDT connects! Cruise rolls Stalker onto his back, a cover! The leg is hooked!



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Two!



Th—no! Shane nails Cruise to stop the count!

MN: Cruise was so close, but you’ve got to be a lot closer than close in a match like this!

DM: And Shane, none too happy about that fire extinguisher to the face, now fires off on Cruise! Cruise hauled to his feet, and a reverse DDT by Shane! Shane covers!



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Two!



Kickout by Cruise!

DT: Cruise trying to regain his footing, Shane off the ropes and a clothesline drops Cruise! Cruise up, and another Shane clothesline puts him down! Shane off the ropes again, clothesline misses and an elbow by Cruise! Cruise now off the ropes, misses a clothesline of his own – California Dream by Shane! Shane covers, hooks the leg!



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Two!



No! Cruise gets the shoulder up!

DM: Shane with Cruise to his feet again! Scoops him up and drops him into position for the Westside Connection!

DT: Wait! Cruise turns into the hold, lifts Shane into a fireman’s carry!

MN: <i>Shipwreck!</i>

DM: Good grief, the Shipwreck out of nowhere! This one could be over if Cruise can make the cover, but that took a lot out of him!

MN: New Tag Team Champions right here, if Cruise can just cover Shane!

DT: Cruise throws an arm over Shane!



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Thr-no! No! Stalker diving in at the last second to save the titles!

DM: Stalker saved the match, but can he capitalize? He’s still got to be reeling after that DDT from Cruise only moments ago!

MN: He just needs an equalizer – and he’s going for one right now, crawling toward that trash can lid!

DM: But Cruise is of a similar mind! He’s spotted that dented trash can, and he’s got a hand on it! Cruise and Stalker both staggering to their feet, and both of them are armed! The two men turning around—

MN: Two for two! Both men connect!

DT: Stalker got a faceful of trash can, and Cruise got a faceful of trash can lid! Both men are down! All four men are down! What carnage in the ring in the King of the Cage finals!

DM: Who’ll be the first to recover? Who’ll be able to capitalize? Emilio Gomez is surveying the damage in the ring, but he can’t count these competitors down! A steel cage match can only be won by pinfall, submission or escape!

MN: It’s Stalker! Stalker is stirring!

DT: That trash can had already been dented and damaged, so it must not have hit Stalker with as much force as the lid hit Cruise with!

DM: Oh no! What’s Stalker got in mind? He just grabbed that length of cable!

DT: Cruise stirring, trying to get to his feet, but Stalker kicks his head right into the cage! Stalker has that length of cable, and he’s heading for Donovan Astros, who’s been down since that Evenflow DDT onto the trash can lid!

DM: He’s tying the rope around the neck of Astros! What could he be doing?

MN: Now this is how you get things done in a match with no rules!

DM: Are you kidding? I don’t know what Stalker has in mind, but I’m sure it’s something sickening!

DT: Stalker has knotted that cable around Astros’ neck, and now Stalker is climbing up the cage! What’s his plan here? Is he trying to escape?

MN: He can’t be! Why would he bother to tie the rope around Astros’ neck? He’s got something in mind!

DM: Stalker’s almost at the top, but wait – he’s just stopped climbing! Stalker throwing his end of the cable over the top of the cage! Reaching through and – no! Don’t tell me!

MN: I told you he had something in mind!

Crowd: [Boo!]

DM: I can’t believe this! Stalker looped the cable over the top of the cage, and now he’s tugging down on it with all his might, trying to choke the life out of Donovan Astros! Astros is being dragged up to his feet by the force of that cable, and look at him gasping for air! Stalker isn’t trying to win the match, he’s just trying to hurt the man! This is totally unnecessary!

MN: Hey, in a match like this, you have to do what you have to do – and that’s exactly what Stalker is doing!

DT: Astros is flailing helplessly, but he’s not going to be able to climb the cage while being strangled! And Stalker shows no signs of stopping!

DM: Wait a minute! Cameron Cruise is up! Cameron Cruise climbing up the cage behind Stalker, and he nails him in the back with a clubbing forearm! And another! And another!

DT: Cruise is climbing up to Stalker’s level, hammering away at him – and Stalker loses his grip on the cable! Astros slumps to the mat, pulling the cable down with him!

DM: But Stalker and Cruise are still perched on the cage! Cruise slams Stalker’s head into the bars, and again! And Cruise – now what is Cruise doing?

DT: It looks like Cruise was trying to pull Stalker off the cage, but now it looks like he was just pulling Stalker to face him! Cruise with the arm hooked! Don’t tell me! Cruise with the leg hooked—

DM: <i>Reality Check off the cage!</i>

Crowd: [Sounds of awe]

MN: What a move by Cameron Cruise! He saved his partner and took out Stalker in one fell swoop!

DT: But Cruise also hit the mat hard, and he’s down as well! Neither he nor Stalker is moving!

DM: But look who is!

DT: Steven Shane is up! Shane went down hard after the Shipwreck, but he’s back up! Shane crawls over! He’s covering Cruise!



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Th-no! Cruise got the shoulder up!

DM: So close! Shane almost had the victory, and Cruise almost cost himself the match!

DT: Shane beckoning for Cruise to get back to his feet! Shane’s looking for the Sweet Chin Music! Shane loads up!

DM: No! Cruise ducks the kick! Cruise with an elbow, and Cruise hooks Shane up for the Reality Check!

DT: But Shane with a double-leg takedown! Shane has the legs – and he locks in the California Clutch!

Crowd: [Pop]

MN: Come on, Cruise! You can’t let him slow you down!

DM: You can see the pain on the face of Cruise is intense! His back hit the canvas hard after that Reality Check off the cage, and now the back is being targeted by the California Clutch! And Shane is wrenching it in with everything he’s got!

DT: Cruise is trying to make it to the ropes, but he’s right in the middle of the ring! It’s a long way to go! Cruise pulling himself slowly, slowly across the ring!

DM: He could make it yet, but Shane is determined not to let him!

MN: Just a little closer, Cruise! You can make it!

DT: Cruise is almost within grabbing distance of the ropes! Cruise reaching out!

DM: And Shane pulls him back into the center of the ring!

Crowd: [Pop]

DT: Cruise is trying to fight it, but I don’t know how much he has left! Cruise raising the hand! Will Cruise tap out?

DM: Astros! Astros with a kick to the midsection! <i>Astrolabe to Shane!</i>

MN: Where did Donovan Astros come from? I never thought I’d be grateful to him, but…

DT: In one swift move, Astros broke the California Clutch and nailed the Astrolabe! Astros makes the cover!




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No! Shane gets the shoulder up!

DM: Astros wastes no time! Astros with the arm of Shane – Martyr’s Cross locked in! And now it’s Shane’s turn to writhe in pain!

MN: He can’t even tap out in this hold! If Shane wants to give up, he’s going to have to do it the old-fashioned way – by saying, “I quit!”

DT: It’s also a very difficult hold to maneuver in! I don’t know how Shane would reach the ropes even if he were close to them – and he’s not! Shane screaming in pain, and Astros is not letting up on the pressure!

DM: Shane was so close to gaining a submission victory, and now he’s getting perilously close to suffering a submission loss! Shane is fading!

DT: And Stalker nails Astros with that trash can lid!

Crowd: [Boo!]

DM: I don’t know how Stalker is still standing after that super Reality Check, but he just saved his partner’s bacon!

MN: Once again!

DT: Stalker tosses the lid aside and staggers back over to the corner! He’s only got one thing left there, and it’s that duffel bag! What could be inside?

DM: Oh! Cruise out of nowhere, smashes Stalker in the corner with a huge clothesline! He drops the bag! Cruise grabs Stalker – overhead belly-to-belly puts Stalker down! And now Cruise picks up the bag!

DT: Cruise untying the bag – what’s inside?

DM: I don’t know, but look at the expression on Cameron Cruise’s face! He likes what he sees! Cruise overturning the bag – oh no!

MN: Oh yes!

Crowd: [Sounds of awe]

DM: That bag is full of thumbtacks! Stalker came to this one prepared, but I hope he was prepared to have those used against him!

DT: Cruise dragging Shane over to the thumbtacks! Cruise with a front facelock! Don’t tell me Cruise is going to put Shane face-first into those thumbtacks with that high-impact DDT!

DM: Don’t do it, Cruise!

MN: Come on, do it! You can’t just leave us hanging, Cam!

DT: Wait! Shane grabs the arm and spins Cruise around!

DM: <i>Westside Connection onto the thumbtacks!</i>

Crowd: [Sounds of awe]

DM: Shane didn’t get the pickup he usually gets, but he definitely got the final part of the Westside Connection, sending the back of Cameron Cruise right into that pile of thumbtacks! And look at Cruise writhe in pain – his back is full of tacks!

MN: At least Shane got some of it too! You can’t avoid contact with the mat on a move like that! Look, he’s got a hip full of tacks too!

DT: Shane slowly crawling away from the thumbtacks, underneath the bottom rope! Shane trying to regain his footing!

DM: Wait! There’s Astros! Astros grabs Shane through the ropes! <i>Concussion Cannon!</i>

Crowd: [Pop]

DT: Shane was lucky that he was far enough away to avoid those thumbtacks, but he still took the full brunt of the Concussion Cannon! Astros drags Shane away from the ropes! A cover!




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Three-no! Stalker with the save at the last moment!

DM: Stalker pulls Astros up, looking for the Evenflow DDT! But Astros backdrops his way out! Stalker to his feet, and Astros with a kick to the midsection! Astros hooks Stalker up! He’s looking for the Slingshot Effect!

DT: Stalker set onto the top rope, but he holds on! Astros is going to have a hard time using this move inside a steel cage! Stalker with a rake of the eyes! He breaks free!

DM: And Stalker – Stalker now climbing the cage! He’s trying to escape! I can’t believe it!

MN: Can you blame him? He doesn’t need to win by pinfall like Cruise and Astros do!

DM: But his tag team partner is still in the cage! Stalker climbing up! But Astros is following him!

DT: Stalker is almost to the top, but Astros has caught up to him! Astros with shots to the back of Stalker! Stalker trying to kick him away, but to no avail!

MN: Come on, Stalker! This is not a position you want to be in – again!

DT: Astros slams Stalker’s head into the cage! Astros is almost right on top of Stalker! Astros hooks the arms!

DM: Good grief! Don’t tell me – <i>Astrocide off the cage!</i>

Crowd: [Sounds of awe]

MN: No, wait! No! No! Stalker held on! Astros just fell back to the mat by himself! And Stalker has a clear path out! I love it!

DT: Astros is down! Cruise is down! Shane is down! And Stalker is almost out of the cage! Stalker climbing up – he’s on top of the cage! Stalker – what is Stalker doing?

DM: Stalker with a glance back into the ring! He cannot <i>possibly</i> be thinking…

MN: Even I think this would be crazy! Come on, Stalker, you’ve got this match won! Just climb out!

DT: Stalker steadying himself…

Crowd: [Huge pop]

DM: <i>Good Lord! Good God in Heaven!</i>

MN: <i>Moonsault off the top of the cage!</i>

DT: Stalker took a huge risk, and it may have just paid off, as he just flattened Donovan Astros!

DM: But he flattened himself, too! Stalker just took himself out of the equation, too! He’s in no shape to make the cover!

DT: But look! Shane is crawling toward Astros! If he can get to Astros—

MN: No, no! Look! Cruise is moving! Cruise may be full of thumbtacks, but he’s trying to crawl over to Stalker! We’ve got a race on our hands!

DM: Cruise, full of thumbtacks, crawling over! Shane, full of thumbtacks, crawling over! Each trying to take advantage of Stalker’s death-defying stunt!

MN: I can’t take it! The suspense is killing me!

DT: It’s neck and neck! Whoever wins this one is going to win it by a nose!

DM: It’s Shane! It’s Cruise! It’s Shane! It’s Cruise!

MN: It’s Cruise! Cruise with an arm over Stalker!




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Three-no! No! I can’t believe it! Stalker kicked out!

DM: Unbelievable! Stalker must have had just enough time to recover!

DT: And now Shane with an arm over Astros! Cruise can’t make it all the way across the ring! Look at the look of desperation on his face! Gomez over for the count!




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SFX: Ding! Ding!

[CUE UP: “Power” by Kanye West]

DM: What a finish! What a match!

TF: Ladies and gentlemen, here are the winners of the King of the Cage Tournament – and still EPW Tag Team Champions – Stalkerrrrrrr and Stevennnnnnnn Shaaaaaaaaaaaannnnne!

DT: These four men gave it everything they had in a brutal war tonight, but only one team could be the victor, and tonight, it was Stalker and Steven Shane!

MN: Sure, they had a match to remember, but at what cost? Donovan Astros has been broken in half, Stalker has fallen off the top of the cage twice, Steven Shane is full of thumbtacks and Cameron Cruise is full of even more thumbtacks!

DM: These four men may come to regret the injuries they’ve suffered here tonight, but they cannot regret the match they had – no one could help but be proud of such a hard-fought affair!

DT: Trainers and EMTs are on their way down to the ring to tend to the participants in this one!

DM: Tonight, Stalker and Steven Shane can celebrate their first successful title defense, but the celebration won’t last long. Their next title defense has already been set – they will put the EPW Tag Team Titles on the line against the former champions, the Heirs of Wrestling!

DT: Still, you can see the satisfied looks on the faces of the Tag Team Champions as they exit the ring, their title belts in tow!

MN: And you can see the disappointment on the faces of the challengers! EMTs are trying to help Cameron Cruise remove some of those thumbtacks, and Donovan Astros is still out like a light!

DT: Folks, we’ve witnessed a heck of a war tonight, but the men who walked into the King of the Cage finals as EPW Tag Team Champions will walk out of the tournament still the champions! For Dean Matthews and Mike Neely, I’ve Dave Thomas! We’ll see you at Aggression 59!

(As the show fades back from the broadcast booth, the shot suddenly cuts to.....)
 

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Re: MAIN EVENT: KOTC Finals - Shane/Stalker (cc) vs. Cruise/Astros (c)

(The hallway backstage....)

Stalker: So you think you can get in the middle of my business and get away with it, Pat?

Pat: I was only doing my job, Stalker. Nothing more!

(The camera catches up with Jason Reeves holding Pat Jones by his arm and leading him through the narrow backstage area. EPW officials and workers are looking on as Jason moves Pat at a faster pace.)

Stalker: ANARKY! GET your ass out here right now, and prove TO THE WORLD that you are more then just a cheap shotting punk!

Pat: Why are you getting me involved in....

Stalker: SHUT UP! If Anarky doesn't get his ass out here, then you are going to suffer the consequences for his actions!

Pat: But I di....

Stalker: I said SHUT UP!

(The camera follows closely as Jason approaches Anarky's locker room. He stops fifteen feet or so from the locker room door.)

Stalker: Anarky, you obviously can HEAR ME! Get your undeserving ass out of that locker room and face me like a man!

(Silence fills the air, some EPW officials are whispering to each other in the corner and Jason shoots them a deathly stare and they vacate the area.)

Stalker: If you don't get out here right now, this piece of garbage Pat is going to suffer for it. So do him a favor and man up!

(A loud commotion is heard down the hallway just as Anarky's locker room door opens. He steps out and stares Jason in the face when loud yells are suddenly heard.)

Aaron Jones: HEY! What are you doing!

(The camera switches to view down the hallway as Aaron is charging past Anarky and right at Stalker! Out of nowhere, Copycat yanks the arm of Aaron, spins him around and stops him in place. With a sudden rush of movement, Pat is seen stumbling into camera view and Stalker blindsides Anarky in the background with a rough clothesline!)

Stalker: How's that for a blindside shot?!?

(Lifting Anarky up he sets him up for the Evenflow to the concrete but Anarky blocks it! He pushes Stalker away and lunges at his gut, he rams him back first into the concrete wall. Stalker slumps down and Anarky turns around to see Copycat, Aaron and Pat Jones all staring at him. Pat suddenly gets his senses back and starts yelling for security. Anarky turns around to a low blow from Stalker!)

Stalker: You son of a *****, you don't deserve to even think about holding that title! I did NOT CHOOSE...

(Before he can finish his sentence, Anarky punches him in the face and slumps to the ground in pain from the low blow. Chaos ensues as Security officials come rushing in and pull Anarky off of Stalker. Copycat and Aaron look on as Stalker is still ranting and raving at Anarky.)

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FADE OUT.
 

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