Graveyard Shift 123 - July 9th, 2010 - WMW Arena in Cleveland, Ohio

Opening Commentary
Writer: Garvin

[The shot opens up showing the WMW and Graveyard Shift logos in the WMW Arena as big bursts of pyro go off in the background and the crowd in attendance cheers loudly. The camera pans to show Jack Gene and Bill Hughes, dressed up in their best commentating attire.]
Jack Gene - Hello and welcome everyone to WMW Graveyard Shift 123! Yes, this is Friday night, as WMW takes over Friday Nights on Sports Time Ohio! Party in the Plaza is in the rearview mirror as we head on towards Hardcore Hell, the beginning of the second half of the Wrestling Midwest year. My name is Jack Gene and by my side is the best color commentator in the business, Bill Hughes. Tonight, we've got to talk about what went down at PitP10. On one hand, it's a big week because we've got a new Great Lakes Champion, but at what cost?
Bill Hughes - Kronin lost his groove, Dru lost her title and Adam Pyre is gone.
Jack Gene - Which is just heartbreaking, to think that Adam Pyre is gone from Wrestling Midwest.
Bill Hughes - Yeah, but he's not the only member of this roster we lost. We lost the Fighter of the Year, Valora Salinas.
Jack Gene - The fans still haven't gotten over it.
[Just then, a stagehand walks up. He begins to talk to them off mic.]
Stagehand - Sault St. Marie said to not talk about her.
Jack Gene - Her? Who's her? You mean, Valora?
Stagehand - Any time you say her name tonight, you will be fined.
Bill Hughes - How the hell are we not supposed to talk about Valora? She's the god damned Fighter of the Year and Sault St. Marie canned her for no reason. This is criminal what he is doing to her and this company.
Stagehand - I'm just the messenger, you have been warned. Leave her out of the rest of the broadcast.
[He walks away as Jack and Bill look at one another.]
Bill Hughes - That's bull[bleep]. Who the hell does he think he is. We can't erase her out of the history books, nor can we erase her from tonight's broadcast.
Jack Gene - Especially with PitP10 being our last show. Whatever. We've got a packed show tonight. Despite the assault on the former GLC, we are dedicating a good portion of tonight to wish Adam Pyre a farewell as he enters into wrestling retirement. But, it's not all about sadness. We're going to replay some great moments from Adam Pyre's career. Not just from WMW, but also from our affiliate DCW.
Bill Hughes - And a lot of great matches tonight as well.
Jack Gene - That is correct. We've got Arick Wills and Lumberjack in action as the Heartlands division heats up. Plus, the debut of CMW's Emo Girl as she takes on Shawn Cortez. Thomas Kilik takes on Marty Poppins. But, probably the biggest news tonight is that Josh Briskout is returning, and tonight, he takes on El Oso. And in tonight's main event, it's Umbrage taking on Jordan Keyser. Should be good to see if Keyser can bounce back from his PitP10 loss, and rumor has it, Umbrage plans on challenging Jade for that Shoot Championship. We'll see what happens with that, right now.
[The scene cuts to the ring.]
Umbrage vs. Jordan Keyser
Writer: Garvin["Bulls on Parade" by Rage Against The Machine blasts from the PA as Umbrage appears at the top of the ramp. He stops as the crowd pops.]
Wayne Inkster - Ladies and Gentlemen, it is time for tonight's opening contest. Heading to the ring, from Detroit, Michigan, he is... Umbrage!
Jack Gene - And here comes Umbrage, who is fresh off a win over Eric Dillinger at Party in the Plaza 2010. Tonight, he takes on Eric's tag team partner, Jordan Keyser.
Bill Hughes - It should actually be a pretty good match.
[As Umbrage reaches the ring, the music fades. He looks at the entrance, but just then, a stagehand runs from the back and down to the ring.]
Jack Gene - What the heck? Who is this guy?
Bill Hughes - Inkster is now talking with the stagehand. I've got a sneaky suspicion that this match isn't going to happen.
[Inkster and the stagehand continues to discuss. The ref and Umbrage get into the conversation.]
Jack Gene - Yeah, I think you may be right, Bill. Umbrage doesn't look too happy.
[The stagehand slides out of the ring and runs back up the ramp.]
Wayne Inkster - Ladies and gentlemen, we are just getting word that Jordan Keyser has not arrived at the arena. Therefore this match will not take place. Your winner, by default, Umbrage!
[The crowd gives a mixed reaction as Umbrage shakes his head as he walks back up the ramp.]
Jack Gene - Really? Jordan hasn't shown up? That's kind of strange... considering what has happened the last 30 days. I mean, that guy is on a roller coaster ride of a career.
Bill Hughes - And don't forget, Saulty McGee is probably riding high after Party in the Plaza, and knowing Keyser's connection to the "other network" this may be St. Marie's doing.
Jack Gene - Yeah, I'm sure those conspiracies will start.
[Umbrage stops up on the stage. He looks over his shoulder towards the crowd. He gestures for a mic, and a stagehand hands him one.]
Umbrage - So, that's what you chose, Jordan? You chose not to show up? I can't believe I had an ounce of respect for you. But hey -- you just extended the life of your career a few years by NOT letting me crush you. This, people.... This is what is happening in WMW. People are signed and they don't even show up. Instead, they get to take their paycheck and sit at home. This has become the Sault St. Marie regime, and I can't fucking stand it.
[Umbrage turns away, shakes his head, then walks through the curtain.]

The Network Celebrates
Writer: Garvin
[Just then, fireworks go off. The Sports Time Ohio theme blasts from the PA and WMW General Manager Sault St. Marie struts down the aisle. He is followed by Thad Williams, Bob Wire and John Bundy. The fans boo him and chant "We Want Val!" SSM smirks as he walks to the ring. He walks up the stairs triumphantly and climbs into the ring. The music fades.]
Sault St. Marie - Apologies for tonight's opening contest. I guess... with some people... plans change.
[He smirks as the crowd boos.]
Sault St. Marie - But not with me. I always follow through with my plans. And...
[He looks around, as if searching the horizon.]
Sault St. Marie - You know, it's July 9th, but - it feels like it's been the 4th of July every since Party in the Plaza went off the air.
[The crowd boos again.]
Sault St. Marie - You know, hold up a second. Let's give credit where credit is due.
[The crowd continues to boo. Some even reach the ring with their cups and garbage. SSM shakes his head.]
Sault St. Marie - You all want that has been, that fake, that fraud to come back?
[The crowd pops.]
Sault St. Marie - Well, then let me do that for you. For the last time, roll the footage.
[The replay begins showing Ryven and Valora standing face to face. Ryven wraps his legs around her in a triangle choke. Reaching up with bloodied and wounded arms he grasps ahold of her head, the screaming of the crowd drowning out all sound. Ryven takes a moment and with a heave, pulls in on Valora, blood streaming from his wounds anew. The referee looks in to see if she's going to submit, but her arms stay poised.]
Bill Hughes - What the hell is she doing?
Jack Gene - She's not going to submit! She's going to make Ryven have her pass out to end this match! Valora isn't letting Sault win!
[Valora's breathing grows frantic as her body fights for air it cannot get. Ryven steadies his grip and ignoring the pain coursing through his own body, pulls hard downward and after a frenetic moment Valora's body finally goes slack. The crowd screams murder as the bell rings, signalling the end of the match.]
Bill Hughes - No! NO!
Wayne Inkster - Your winner - Ryven!!!
Jack Gene - In all my years of doing this, I never once thought I would see something like this! We have seen the end of an era tonight. We have witnessed history in the making; Valora is no longer employed by Wrestling Midwest!
[Ryven slowly gets to his knees and pulls a folded piece of paper from his boot. Laying it gingerly atop of Valora's unconscious body, he stands and slowly makes his way to the edge of the ring. The crowd grows more and more violently angry as Ryven walks between them, cups and debris being hurled at him.]
[As the shot opens back up in the arena, SSM smiles.]
Sault St. Marie - Good bye Valora. And now, business is about to pick up. Finally, I can work on what's really important. Ratings, putting on a good show, and knowing that what I'm doing for the WMW/STO legacy won't be tarnished by that ungrateful...
[Just then, the Wrestling Midwest theme by the Graveyard Shift Trio blasts from the PA as Brad Johnson walks through the back curtain. He walks quickly to the ring. As he reaches it, Bundy and Wire begin to approach the ropes. Thad grabs a hold of them and holds them back. Johnson climbs into the ring and gets right into SSM's face.]
Brad Johnson - Oh, you have really pushed me over the edge, Sault. This game you've been playing, it ends now.
Sault St. Marie - Game? No, it's Game Over. Game Over for Valora. Game Over for anyone else in the back who thinks that they hold more power than I do, and that goes for you, Brad.
[Sault points his finger at Brad, but Brad slaps it away.]
Brad Johnson - Listen, you son of a bitch. You really think you've won some type of battle here? Like, you've put yourself in a position to get some work done around here?
[SSM smirks at him, as Johnson starts to pace.]
Brad Johnson - I mean, did I hear you right thinking now... NOW... you were finally going to get to work on pushing the product and getting us ratings? Seriously?
Sault St. Marie - Now, I've got no one standing in my way. No one backtalking me, no one questioning every move I make. I got rid of the cancer so that this company and regrow what she took from us.
[Johnson laughs to himself.]
Brad Johnson - Are you really that dense, Sault? How exactly does getting rid of the 2009-2010 Fighter of the Year, the only WMW representive in the WWR Top 5, the former Hardcore, Ace Superior and Great Lakes Champion going to get you ratings? You think people are going to tune in to find out what crazy Sault St. Marie is going to do next?
[SSM goes to respond but Johnson cuts him off.]
Brad Johnson - No, they're going to tune in the MVW to see their new World Champion compete. The ratings were here because of her. Now, they've gone and it's your fault.
[SSM gets back into Johnson's face, pushing him backwards.]
Sault St. Marie - You think I give a rat's ass about some podunk company out in the middle of Missouri? After the collapse of the WWA, MVW was on it's dying breath. You think Valora winning the title was any type of "big deal"? It wasn't. That woman sits atop a mountain of the rest of the pathetic women-only roster that is MVW.
[SSM straightens his jacket and shakes his head.]
Sault St. Marie - That might turn you on, Johnson, but I could care less what happens to her or the rest of the MVW roster. That's a reflection on them, not on us. And, it's funny that you bring up the fact that Valora was our connection to the WWR list. She was definitely a trendsetter. However, the name Valora Salinas went into the history books at Party in the Plaza and that's where she'll remain. She's a distant memory and that's all she'll ever be. Look at the WWR list this week. She's gone. But Jade and Father Nathan, they are there. So get over it. Tonight begins a new era.
[Johnson once again lunges towards SSM, and gets into his face, but at that point, Bundy and Wire get in between and force Johnson to back up. They back him into the corner.]
Sault St. Marie - Tonight begins a new reign, Brad.
[He gets into Brad Johnson's face and smiles.]
Sault St. Marie - Mine.
[The crowd boos.]
Sault St. Marie - And if you aren't careful, I'll make sure you're... history... too.
[With that, the STO theme blasts from the PA as Sault St. Marie and Thad Williams exit the ring. Williams calls off the dogs, and Bundy and Wire also exit the ring, leaving Johnson standing in the corner. The scene fades.]


Marty Poppins vs. Thomas Kilik
Writer: MOD
[The scene fades in and shows Thomas Kilik standing in the ring awaiting his opponent Marty Poppins. Just then, a random "Pizza Delivery Man" walks down to the ring. He is holding a bag full of pizza. The ref meets him at ringside, along with security.]
Jack Gene - Welcome back to Graveyard Shift 123. Apparently, someone has ordered a pizza and sent it to ringside? I'm really not sure; do you know what's going on Bill?
[The ref slides into the ring and tells Wayne Inkster something. The pizza man climbs into the ring and walks up to the two of them.]
Bill Hughes - That might be mine. I did put my order in online, but I thought I timed it for after the show.
[Just then, Wayne Inkster gets on the mic.]
Wayne Inkster - Ladies and Gentlemen, apparently, Marty Poppins ordered a pizza and this pizza man is having a difficult time finding him.
Jack Gene - Wait, what? Poppins ordered pizza?
Bill Hughes - Damn! And I thought it was just my lucky day. I'm starving!
Wayne Inkster - Marty Poppins, if you are backstage, you can come down and pick up your pizza.
[Just then, Poppins appears from behind the curtain. He runs down to the ring with the biggest, joyful grin ever. As he slides into the ring, the pizza man pulls out the pizza and swaps pizza for cash. Poppins immediately sits down and begins to eat the pizza. The ref and Wayne Inkster exchange looks before Inkster climbs out of the ring. The ref calls for the bell.]
Jack Gene – I thought this was going to be a match, not a pizza eating contest.
[Flash Forward // Kilik whips Poppins into the ropes and hits him with a spinning heel kick to the face as he rebounds off the ropes. The DragonHeart now brings Poppins to his feet and then places him into the corner. Kilik goes into the opposite corner and begins to run back towards Poppins. Kilik attempts a Stinger Splash, but Marty Poppins moves out the way and slides to the outside of the ring. Marty Poppins quickly makes his way over towards his pizza and grabs a slice.]
Bill Hughes – Marty Poppins has seem to be more focus on his pizza then this match.
Jack Gene – What the heck is wrong with this guy?
[Flash Forward // Kilik is chasing Poppins on the outside of the ring. Marty Poppins is trying to eat his pizza as he continues to run away from The DragonHeart. Out of no where, Poppins slips as he is running and drops his pizza. Kilik is finally able to catch up to Poppins. As Poppins is down on the ground, Kilik takes advantage and punts Marty right in the skull. Kilik brings Marty to his feet and shoves the lifeless body in the ring. Kilik makes his way to the inside of the ring and applies a waist lock to Marty Poppins. The DragonHeart forces Poppins to his feet. Kilik is ready to attempt a German Suplex, but out of no where Marty Poppins connects with elbows to the face of Kilik, which forces the waist locked to be released. Marty Poppins slides to the outside of the ring. Marty Poppins quickly makes his way over towards his pizza and grabs another slice. Inside the ring, Thomas Kilik shows his frustration.]
Jack Gene – Thomas Kilik takes his matches very seriously and Marty Poppins is not serious competition for Kilik here tonight.
Bill Hughes – This Marty Poppins is not to bright upstairs. I have never seen anything like this before. This has to be a joke.
[Flash Forward // Kilik now on the outside and whispers something to Wayne Inkster. Wayne Inkster makes the announcement that Thomas Kilik would like to be buddies with Marty Poppins and they should make this time in the ring a pizza party instead of a wrestling match. Marty Poppins face begins to light up the arena with his smile, liking the idea that Thomas Kilik has proposed. Thomas Kilik gets back into the ring and encourages Marty Poppins to bring the pizza inside the ring. Marty Poppins makes his way into the ring with his box of pizza. Out of no where without hesitation, Thomas Kilik dropkicks the box of pizza into the face of Marty Poppins. Poppins is knocked out and is covered in pizza. Marty Poppins makes his way to the top rope and signals for his finisher. Kilik takes off the top rope and connects with his Imploding Star Press, his version of a reverse 450 Splash onto Poppins. Thomas Kilik rolls around in the ring and holds his stomach in pain showing the effects of the move. Thomas Kilik crawls over and covers Marty Poppins for the pinfall. Referee Luna Pier gets in position to make the pinfall. The crowd counts along with referee, Luna Pier, as she count the pinfalll.]
Jack Gene - ...1! ...2! ...3!
Bill Hughes – This one is over. In my opinion, Marty Poppins never had a chance. He was never focused on this match and Thomas Kilik being more methodical in the ring as of later takes advantage.
Jack Gene – If Marty Poppins keeps this up he may be on his way to breaking MOD's record for losing the most matches.
Bill Hughes – Thomas Kilik is on a roll as of late. He may be on his way to getting a Heartlands Title Shot, if he keeps this up. Wait a minute Arick Wills is sneaking his way into the ring.
Jack Gene – Wait a minute from behind Arick Wills with a forearm shot to the back of the head. Arick Wills tries to takes Kilik down into the Magnificent Crossface, but Kilik finds a way to counter with an arm drag. Thomas Kilik goes after The King of Wrestling, but Arick Wills quickly exits the ring. Arick Wills makes his way back up the ramp and taunts Thomas Kilik.
Bill Hughes - The DragonHeart signals for Arick Wills to bring on the fight, but The King of Wrestling ignores Kilik's request.
[Arick Wills exits from the ramp and makes his way backstage. The scene fades as Thomas Kilik looks ready for another fight.]

Sault St. Marie has a surprise for Hecate
Written by: Hecate
[The shot opens up to the wrestler parking area outside the WMW arena where Hecate Humvee pulls in and parks in one of the empty spaces. A moment later the Dark Priestess steps out of the vehicle, a bluetooth earpiece in one ear and a HCT Evo in her hand; closing the door as her other hand scrolls through one of the menu's on the phone before pressing her finger to the screen and putting the phone away as she walks through the parking area.]
Hecate - Yeah it's me, you left a message? Sorry I was in the middle of something... personal when the call came in.
[A smile forms on Hecate's face as she recalls whatever she was in the middle of and seems to get a bit of a swagger in the step before she pauses.]
Other Person - [...]
Hecate - Excuse me, Sault St. Marie did what? He threatened you and you just took it? Mr. Johnson... Brad, you are the owner of the frakin company and he's a network associate.
Brad Johnon - [...]
Hecate - He's pushing because he can get away with it; Valora's gone, Kronin's too focused on his quest to reclaim Lilly, and you are letting him bully you around. It's time to stand up for yourself and your company otherwise before you realize it, it won't be your company anymore.
Brad Johnon - [...]
Hecate - Yeah I know I told you to calm down before, you can still be calm and stand up to him. Look, someone has to stand up to him otherwise we will be treated to matches like Irish Ninja vs Marty Poppins as the main event week in and week out.
[Hecate turns the corner in the parking area and starts to walk towards the wrestler entrance, not really noticing the WMW security personal waiting by the door.]
Brad Johnon - [...]
Hecate - Look if you won't stand up for Wrestling Midwest, then I will...
[Hecate stops and looks annoyed as the security personal step between her and the door.]
Hecate - Hold on... [To the security personal] Out of my way, I work here.
Security Personal - Yes I know, but I'm afraid you can not come in the building.
Hecate - Did you hear that ?!
Brad Johnon - [...]
Hecate - Yeah that's what the guy said. [To the security personal.] And just why can you not let me in the building?
Security Personal - Sault St. Marie left specific instructions that since you were not scheduled to appear on this show, you have no reason to be here and were not to be allowed into the building.
[Hecate stands there looking at the assembled security personal as Brad Johnson exclaims loud enough for it to be heard as Hecate pulls her ear piece off and drops it in her jacket pocket.]
Brad Johnson - Hecate, don't do anything stupid and rash now!
[Hecate gets a wry smirk on her face as she reaches into her pocket and turns her phone off, looking at the security personal and then at the door.]
Hecate - Sorry Brad, someone has to let Salty know he's not God.
[The scene fades out as Hecate and the Security Personal stand off outside the WMW arena entrance, Hecate looking ready to shrug off her jacket at any moment.]

Best of Pyre, part 1
Writer: Adam/Garvin
[The shot goes back to ringside.]
Jack Gene - Tonight, we begin our road to Hardcore Hell 2010. However, all though we can't talk about one superstar that has left, per the instructions of Sault St. Marie, we can talk about another superstar who's final day as a WMW Fighter was at Party in the Plaza. That man being Adam Pyre. Right now, we show match from earlier in Adam Pyre's career. When Adam Pyre faced Triple S for the Deathcore Title.
[The shot opens up to show DCW announcers Mike Deth and Jay Rape sitting at ringside.]
Jay Rape - ...now it's time to see just who it is that Scythe is gonna face when he decides to cash in that title shot, because up next is Adam Pyre vs Skyler "Sikko" Stevenson!
As if on cue, "Arsonist" by Between the Buried and me hits the arena speakers as Skyler walks out from behind the curtain. He gets booed like he was walking through a haunted house, but it doesn't even faze him, in fact, he never takes his eyes away from the ring as he slowly walks down the ramp.
Amber; the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the Deathcore Championship!!! Introducing first, now residing in Boston, Massachusetts, SKYLER "SIKKO" STEVENSON!!!!
SSS slides underneath the ropes and paces around the ring a bit as "Corruptor" by Cynder begins to play on the Arena Speakers and Pyre's entrance Video plays on the Decapitron.
Mike Deth - Sounds like Pyre's got some new music!
Jay Rape - That's right! This is Corruptor by Cynder, the band that came in second in the Battle for Ozzfest concert.
Mike Deth - Well, they definitely suit Pyre.
Pyre runs out from behind the curtain with the Deathcore Title around his waist. He runs to either side of the stage and does a jumping stomp each time, pumping up the crowd for his entrance as he lets out a few deep throated yells. He finally walks to the top of the ramp and drops to his knees whilst taking off the title, soaking in the crowd's cheers with open arms and finally pointing directly at SSS in the ring. The both of them stare each other down, unblinking, until finally Pyre gets back to his feet and walks down the ramp.
Amber: and his opponent, the current Deathcore Champion from Anaheim, California, ADAM PYRE!!!
The crowd goes nuts as Pyre's name is announced. Pyre follows SSS's suit and slides under the ropes. He and SSS get right up next to each other, nose to nose, neither one looking to back down. Pyre, without looking away from SSS hands the belt to Big Phil. Big Phil has both men touch the belt, then holds it up for the crowd to see. Finally, the match bell rings and the Deathcore title match has officially started!
Mike Deth - Man, you can just feel the tension between these two!!! We saw that both of them want this title more than ever earlier this week.
Jay Rape - For sure! The Deathcore title is the ultimate prize here in the DCW. Whoever holds it can truly lay claim that they are the best our business has to offer.
Pyre and SSS continue to stare each other down without moving. Then, SSS reaches his hand out to Pyre, offering a handshake. Pyre hesitates for a bit, but finally accepts SSS's handshake. Bad move. SSS immediately slaps Pyre across the face, eliciting a gasp from the crowd.
Mike Deth - Now that's uncalled for!
Jay Rape - Please, Pyre so deserved that.
Mike Deth - How so?
Jay Rape - Like SSS said what, five thousand times now? Pyre didn't earn that title, he was handed it. No matter how he tries to justify it, he was given the title. And yet he walks around the backstage like he's the greatest superstar to grace the DCW.
Mike Deth - How the hell do you know what Pyre does backstage?
Jay Rape - I have my sources…
Pyre slowly turns back to face SSS, a hint of anger prevalent in his face. SSS smirks, but out of nowhere a hand comes up and smacks him across the face, as well as slapping the smirk right off of it.
Jay Rape - Now THAT was uncalled for!
SSS immediately lunges at Pyre and begins laying punches into his jaw. Pyre pushes SSS off of him and clotheslines him down to the mat. SSS gets up quickly and spears Pyre through the ropes.
Mike Deth - Both men on the outside now…
SSS gets to his feet first, though slightly woozy. Pyre rolls around on the ground, gripping his back. SSS immediately goes under the ring and starts dumping weapons onto the floor. Among which are a bag of what can be assumed to be tacks, a few broken pieces of wood, a sledgehammer, some garbage cans, the classic steel chair, a lead pipe, and of course, barbed wire aplenty.
Jay Rape - Looks like things are about to get dirty, just the way we all like it!
SSS grabs a trash can and smashes it into Pyre's back as he gets to all fours. Pyre immediately goes limp on his stomach. SSS delves into the weapons again and breaks off some barbed wire. He wraps it around his shoe and begins to taunt Pyre to get back up. Pyre slowly gets to his feet, only to get floored again by a barbed wire big boot from SSS.
Mike Deth - Pyre can just not seem to get the upper hand here…
Jay Rape - Clearly the best reason why SSS should be the champion, not Pyre. SSS deserves it more. Hell, if Crisis was gonna hand the belt to anybody, he should have handed it to SSS.
SSS goes back to the trash cans as he picks up a fresh one with no dents. He raises it high above his head and prepares to bring it back down on Pyre, but Pyre kips up, and dropkicks it right in SSS's face. SSS reels back a bit as Pyre grabs a chair and runs at SSS. He unfolds the chair and plants it in the ground, using his own momentum to flip over the chair. As he does so, he wraps his legs around SSS's head and hurricanrana's his head right into the now unfolded chair.
Mike Deth - Whoa! What a comeback!!
SSS's head bounces off the chair like a basketball as Pyre returns to his feet. Pyre goes for a cover. 1… 2… SSS manages to get a shoulder up.
Jay Rape - Now you know Pyre wouldn't have been able to kick out after a move like that…
Pyre picks up some of the pieces of wood and waits for SSS to sit up. Once SSS does, Pyre claps his head between the pieces of wood, sending splinter shards everywhere. SSS is now bleeding from the forehead.
Mike Deth - This match is getting messy in a hurry.
SSS manages to shake the cobwebs loose and gets back to his feet. Pyre and SSS begin to exchange vicious blows back and forth. SSS manages to get the upper hand and floors Pyre with a hard right. SSS then picks up the sledgehammer. He moves Pyre's arm with his foot, so that his arm is fully stretched out. SSS then gets an evil grin on his face as he raises the hammer over his head, and brings it down hard on Pyre's right hand.
Mike Deth - Oh my god! I think he might have broken Pyre's hand!
Jay Rape - Hell yeah!!!
Crowd: OOOH!
SSS has an evil grin spread across his face as he admires his handiwork. Pyre clutches his right hand in his left, tears streaming down his face from the pain. SSS then spots something that appears to give him yet another cruel idea. First, he begins to remove the padding on the ground outside the ring, exposing the hard concrete below.
Mike Deth - Uh oh, looks like SSS might be setting up for the Crucifixion!!!
SSS doesn't rolls Pyre into the ring as everyone would expect though. Instead, he grabs the bag of tacks he pulled out from under the ring earlier and litters the concrete floor with them. Then he rolls Pyre into the ring.
Jay Rape - Oh man! This is gonna definitely hurt!
SSS shoves Pyre's head between his legs and grins at the crowd, preparing to lift him over his head and then toss him out of the ring with a crucifix powerbomb, but Pyre is not going down without a fight. SSS tries to lift Pyre up, but Pyre refuses to be lifted. Finally, Pyre manages to back body drop SSS inside the ring. SSS gets to his feet quickly, only to be taken down with a clothesline. Pyre cringes, realizing that he just clotheslined SSS with his right arm. His hand is still broken, and it's gonna be hard to continue with a broken hand, especially the one he uses most.
Jay Rape - SSS is a genius I tell you! He smashed Pyre's right hand to shit! Not only is that Pyre's favored hand, but it's also the hand he uses for the afflicted chokeslam! No hand, no chokeslam! Pyre can't hit his finisher!!!
Mike Deth - I have to admit, that is great strategy by SSS, but it doesn't seem like Pyre is giving up yet.
Jay Rape - SSS may not have hit the Crucifixion, but it's only a matter of time…
Pyre decides to take this to the mat as he drops down to SSS, who is lying on his back, and spreads his legs across SSS's chest, with SSS's arm between Pyre's legs. Pyre tries to lock in his usual Armbar, but it's difficult to keep it locked in when all he can do is pin SSS's arm to his chest with his good left arm. SSS easily wiggles out of the hold. Pyre tries to get up to meet SSS, but can't support his weight. SSS kicks him in the ribs hard to further impede him. SSS then grabs Pyre's arms and crosses them over his chest, locking in the Straight Jacket, and then rolling Pyre over and sitting it out, preventing him from moving at all.
Jay Rape - This is it! Pyre's gonna tap!!!
Mike Deth - I don't see how he's gonna get out of this… plus that broken hand has got to add to the pain of the straight jacket.
Pyre's face is screwed up in agony as he tries desperately to keep from giving up. SSS lets out a deafening yell as he arches Pyre's back further, applying more pressure. Pyre now yells as the pain intensifies. SSS continues to pull back more and more, each time drawing out another pain-filled yell from Pyre. It's only a matter of time before Pyre is forced to give up and lose his title.
Mike Deth - Just end the pain Pyre, before he breaks something else…
Jay Rape - That's right! Give in and show everyone that you never deserved to hold that belt a second time… hey wait a minute, which the hell is that?!
Mike Deth - It's Matt Scythe!!! From out of nowhere Scythe runs out from the crowd with a chair in hand and slides into the ring. He blasts SSS from behind with the chair, forcing SSS to release the hold. Scythe whacks SSS with the chair again. SSS tumbles to the outside as Scythe follows after him, ready to beat him once more with the chair.
Jay Rape - What the hell is this?! Get Scythe out of here!!!
Mike Deth - We all know the tension between Scythe and SSS, I'm surprised Scythe made it out here after he got torn apart by Slash!
As Scythe and SSS begin to brawl, Pyre rolls to the other side of the ring on the outside and grabs some more barbed wire. He wraps it around his hand and makes a makeshift cast that can at least get him through the match. Meanwhile, SSS manages to punch the chair into Scythe's face after Scythe tries to nail SSS in the head once more with the chair. SSS rolls Scythe into the ring and then shoves Scythe's head between his legs. SSS then lifts Scythe onto his back and tosses him outside the ring into the tacks and onto the concrete.
Jay Rape - Fuck yeah! That's how you deal with interference! Fuck the WWE with their army of ref's that really just stand around watching the interfere-er beat the crap out of a contender!
Scythe is clearly out of the running as SSS smiles at his handiwork. Suddenly, a ladder-armed Pyre comes up behind SSS and drives the top of the ladder into the back of his head.
Mike Deth - Whoa! Where the fuck did that ladder come from?!
Jay Rape - who knows! If it wasn't for fuckin' Scythe, this match would have been over already!
Pyre sets up the ladder and surprisingly begins to climb it.
Jay Rape - What the hell is Pyre doing? This is not a ladder match… Yet another reason why SSS should be the champ and not Pyre. If it was SSS in the position, he would have simply gone for the cover.
Mike Deth - Oh will you give it a fucking rest already?!
Pyre finally reaches the top. The crowd is going nuts as Pyre glances across it, ready to leap off at any minute. Finally, Pyre does in fact leap off, spinning in midair and landing stomach first right on top of SSS for a Pyresplash!
Mike Deth - Damn! These guys have certainly taken this match to the next level!!
Pyre goes for a cover. 1… 2… thr… SSS gets a shoulder up with Big Phil's hand literally a millimeter from the mat!
Mike Deth - You gotta be kidding me! How the hell did SSS do that?!
Jay Rape - I don't know, but it's just another…
Mike Deth - Just another mother fucking reason why SSS should be champ, right?
Jay Rape - Yeah, see, you're catching on!
Pyre has two fistfuls of hair as he stares disbelievingly at Big Phil, not able to grasp how SSS kicked out of a ladder height Pyresplash. SSS is back to his feet behind Pyre's back, clutching his ribs. Pyre gets to his feet and turns around, just in time to get kicked in the gut by SSS. SSS then does as he planned before, and gets ready to Crucify Pyre onto the tacks outside the ring, just like Scythe.
Jay Rape - Finally… it may have taken a bit longer than we all planned, but this match will still have the same outcome, with SSS being the victor!
SSS lifts Pyre onto his back, and starts walking towards the side of the ring with the tacks, but just before he can actually toss Pyre to the outside, Pyre wiggles free and slides down SSS's back. SSS quickly spins around to beat Pyre down and set up for the move again, but this time Pyre is ready for SSS and smacks his right hand, the one with all the barbed wire wrapped around it, right around SSS's throat.
Mike Deth - Yeouch! It's almost like when SSS barbed Morbid's throat!
Pyre then lifts SSS over his head, and in the same motion, leaps off his feet and lands on his knees, perfectly nailing SSS with the Afflicted Chokeslam.
Mike Deth - You were saying about Pyre's finisher?
Pyre goes for the cover. 1… 2… 3!!!
Mike Deth - Pyre wins! Pyre wins!
SSS grasps his throat in pain as Big Phil hands Pyre the belt. Pyre is exhausted after possibly the most grueling match of his career. Pyre holds the belt over his head, and the crowd goes wild.
Mike Deth - Well folks, I think Pyre proved to the world that he does in fact deserve to hold that title, winning this match, broken hand and all! What a match, what a ppv!
[The shot cuts back to ringside.]
Jack Gene - So many great memories. You will be missed, Pyre.
[The scene fades.]

Where's Marty Poppins' Pizza?
Writer: Steph/Garvin
[The shot opens up in the back where Marty Poppins sits next to an empty box of pizza. Half is smeared across his chest from a pizza accident that happened during his match, while the other half is apparently "missing". Louie Cwik leans into the scene as Poppins looks emotionally distressed.]
Louie Cwik - Marty, your loss last night. It must have been pretty devastating.
[Poppins looks around with shifty eyes. He turns his back on Cwik. Cwik hesitates as he looks at the camera than back at Poppins.]
Louie Cwik - No, seriously, Marty. What are you doing out there? Do you even know that this is a wrestling match?
[Just then, Poppins darts towards Cwik and puts his finger on Cwik's lips.]
Marty Poppins - Shhh...
[Poppins looks around really nervously for a few seconds. Then, you hear the bell from ringside as the next match is about to begin. His eyes glow up and he smiles.]
Marty Poppins - SANTA!!!
[With that, he darts out of the room. Cwik just stands there, unsure of the situation as the scene fades.]
Dark Matches
All dark matches take place as the crowd enters the arena before the show begins to broadcast.Jasmine Lucky vs. The New Dragon
The New Dragon started off strong, catching Jasmine off guard with his mix of lucha libre high flying and Japanese Puresou attacks. Jasmine, though, quickly got the match back on a level field and end taking him down with a lot of mat work. Dragon somehow breaks free and goes for his finisher, the Michonuko Driver, but Lucky slid off his back. As she landed on her feet, he turned towards her and she connected with the Lucky Shot. Jasmine Lucky d. The New Dragon via pinfall after a superkick. After the match, she walked to the back quickly, followed by Justin. He seemed more excited then he did.
Josh Briskout vs. El Oso
Writer: Josh
["3's&7's" by Queens of the Stone Age hits the speakers as El Oso comes out from the back. El Oso runs to the ring as the fans cheer Senor Lucha. He hops onto one of the turnbuckles before doing an awesome looking moonsault off the top.]
Wayne Inkster – Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is for one fall. Now in the ring, this is EL OSO!
Bill Hughes – Yawn. Really another match from this guy? When will he just quit?
Jack Gene – El Oso has the heart of a champion Bill.
Bill Hughes – Yeah but following his losing effort last week
Jack Gene – It was so close and could've gone either way against Jordan Keyser.
Bill Hughes – Really? If it could've that's because Jordan Keyser was letting Oso look good. It's what he does.
Jack Gene – Look, all I know is tonight's the night El Oso could get back on track for the Ace Superior championship.
Bill Hughes – Too bad he's facing Josh Briskout.
[Suddenly Leper Messiah by Metallica hits over the PA system as Doctor Genocide, Josh Briskout, comes on out. The crowd boos the returning Briskout as he makes his way out.]
Bill Hughes – Here we go. Josh Briskout, last seen back in January suffered an injury but is back and better than ever. I got a chance to talk to Briskout earlier when I found out he was coming back tonight. Unlike Oso who doesn't speak a word of English, Briskout managed to give me quite the scoop. He told me tonight, we were going to see the most brutal match of the night tonight. And unlike that moron Adam Pyre who decided to quit, Briskout planned on achieving his goals.
Jack Gene – There's no doubt he's a strong athlete, when healthy, but how long WILL Briskout last now? And without Slash and Grace by his side, how long can the psychonaught last this go around?
Bill Hughes – Well why he is with us, I guarantee chaos.
Jack Gene – That's something we can agree on. And there's the bell!
[The bell does indeed ring as Briskout and Oso lock up. Briskout obviously has a strength advantage as he tosses Oso aside. Oso gets up quickly and the two once again grapple. Oso however, before he can be pushed away again, slips between Briskout's legs and hits a dropkick to Briskout's knee as Briskout goes stumbling forward.]
Jack Gene – El Oso with the advantage as Briskout simply looks baffled that he just got outduped there.
[El Oso quickly runs to Briskout and jumps on his back but Briskout grabs him and maneuvers him to hit a sickening Death Valley Driver. Briskout quickly pins.]
Bill Hughes – Here we go. Briskout with the Death Valley Driver. 1! 2!
Jack Gene – El Oso kicks out! It's going to take more than that to finish El Oso off. Briskout and El Oso both looking to come out on top here though.
[
Flash Forward // Briskout has taken advantage at this point in the match and is pummeling Oso in the corner. Oso looks almost out of it as Briskout continues on going after the ribs before hitting a hard Irish Whip into the opposite corner. Oso's back springboards off the turnbuckle and his face smacks off the ground.]
Jack Gene – Vintage Briskout… He's methodically breaking down El Oso here. Working on the ribs, really breaking down El Oso here.
Bill Hughes – Of course he is. He's Josh Briskout. What else are you expecting? Briskout now heading over to El Oso and Briskout's using the ropes to increase the tension on Oso's neck.
[Briskout's foot is on El Oso's neck, choking him. Briskout then slingshots off the ropes and hits a devastating knee drop across El Oso's throat. The referee pulls Briskout away from the corner and begins to warn him for being overly aggressive. Briskout simply shrugs as he goes back to work on El Oso.]
Jack Gene – Briskout seems to be ignoring the ref's warnings.
Bill Hughes – Briskout picks up El Oso and DROPS HIM STRAIGHT ON THE TURNBUCKLE!
[El Oso's head ricochets off the turnbuckle. As it does Briskout grabs him and drops him with a huge reverse DDT. He pins El Oso.]
Bill Hughes – Here we go! 1! 2!
Jack Gene – El Oso still has the heart to kick out! Amazing! Briskout is quite upset!!
[Briskout begins to argue with the referee that he's too slow. This gives El Oso some time to recover, but not enough as Briskout grabs him and begins to pummel on him.]
Bill Hughes – Briskout with the punches to the ribs again. Irish whip by Briskout…
Jack Gene – Double lariat! Both men are down! What a match this has been up to this point.
[
Flash Forward // El Oso and Briskout are grappled again. Briskout has El Oso up in a suplex.]
Bill Hughes – And Briskout with that patented Brainbuster of his. Look for it to be all over right here Ja- Wait a minute…
Jack Gene –El Oso reverses it! Tornado DDT! Amazing. Josh Briskout is sent reeling out of the ring!
[Briskout is trying to shake the cobwebs when El Oso comes flying over the top rope.]
Jack Gene – Suicide backflip 360 degree plancha on Briskout! Briskout and Oso are in the crowd now. Amazing!
Bill Hughes – It was decent.
Jack Gene – The crowd disagrees with you Hughes.
[A "That was Awesome" chant starts as the ref jumps out of the ring to check on both of them. El Oso is the first up and he salutes the crowd. El Oso jumps over the barricade and Briskout slowly follows but is met with an amazing moonsault from the ring apron by El Oso.]
Jack Gene – El Oso really bringing the attack to Briskout now.
Bill Hughes – Oso grabs Briskout and slides him into the ring. Oso hops up onto the ring apron and hits a springboard leg drop.
Jack Gene - El Oso signaling for the end here?
[El Oso jumps up to the top turnbuckle. He does a little taunt on the top rope. He turns around and hits a moonsault.]
Bill Hughes – Top rope moonsault… BRISKOUT GETS HIS KNEES UP!
[El Oso's ribs connect with Briskout's knees. Oso falls to his side as Briskout gets up. He quickly grabs El Oso and hits a fisherman's gut buster, bridging his back for a pin.]
Bill Hughes – It's all over! 1! 2! 3!!! Briskout wins!
Jack Gene – I can't believe it. Briskout weakened El Oso's ribs and used it to his advantage. Methodical Briskout there.
["Leper Messiah" by Metallica plays again as Briskout begins to celebrate. El Osos has recovered at this point and offers his hand to Briskout. Briskout looks at it, but quickly slaps it away. He drops out of the ring leaving El Oso nursing his wounds, really contemplating the loss. Briskout walks up the ramp, feeling well achieved of himself.]

The MOD and Arick Wills Encounter
Writer: MOD
[The scene switches backstage where Stephen Squires is standing by ready to interview Arick Wills.]
Stephen Squires – My guest at this time is the self proclaimed "King of Wrestling" Arick Wills.
[Arick Wills walks into the scene and shakes the hand of Stephen Squires. Arick Wills thanks Stephen Squires for wanting to interview him, but advises him that he is not needed for this interview. Arick asks for the mic from Stephen. Stephen gives The King of Wrestling the mic with hesitation, but hands him the mic moments later. Stephen Squires exits the scene with a puzzled look on his face. Arick Wills begins to speak…]
Arick Wills – The time has come for Arick Wills to make an impact in the Heartlands Title Division. I am putting everyone on notice. I am no ones bloody fool in the ring. I am to be taken very seriously. I will not hesitate to snap any of my opponents limbs in half.
[Out of no where Damian Knight walks into the scene and walks up to Arick Wills. Arick Wills stops his speech and gives eye contact to MOD. Damian Knight begins to speak.]
Damian Knight – I see a lot of potential in you. I believe you have what it takes to be a future Hall of Famer just like me. I am a Arick Wills supporter and want you to be successful here in WMW.
Arick Wills – Oh, please you bloody fool. You did nothing in WMW to be inducted into the Hall of Fame. You were put into the Hall of Fame out of shame and pity. Brad Johnson, Sault St. Marie, and others in WMW management probably thought this would be the best way to keep you out of a WMW arena and off WMW TV. You are a disgrace to this company and the things that I heard that you did in this company in the ring and backstage to try to get ahead is pitiful. Let's not even begin to talk about your win/loss record. In other words Mr. Knight sir, you do not compare to me.
[Out of no where Arick Wills connects with a European Uppercut that rattles MOD. Arick Wills quickly grabs the arm of MOD and brings him down to the ground applying the Magnificent Crossface. MOD begins to yell in pain. Arick Wills has a zoned out look in his eyes as he wrenches back on the neck of Damian even more. The King of Wrestling now decides to let go. Arick Wills makes it back to his feet moments later and examines his damage.]
Arick Wills – That will teach you never to interrupt me again.
[Arick Wills exits the scene as paramedics now make there way into the scene to check on MOD as the camera fades.]

El Oso Responds
Writer: Garvin
[The shot opens up in the locker room as El Oso holds his head. Just then, Louie Cwik walks in.]
Louie Cwik - El Oso. Your loss tonight,
El Oso - Definitivamente me hace triste.
[Cwik hesitates for a second.]
Louie Cwik - ...what?
[El Oso stands up and runs his hands over his mask. He looks at Cwik with a stern face.]
El Oso - Realmente deseo que este partido habría sido distinto, pero tengo que darlo a Josh Briskout.
[Cwik continues to have a confused look on his face.]
Louie Cwik - Right... you faced Josh Briskout.
El Oso - Es un infierno de un luchador. Ganó esta lucha. Sólo necesito volver a la pista para que, llegado Hardcore Hell, voy a tener una oportunidad en el Ace Superior Campeonato.
Louie Cwik - You mean the Ace Superior Championship? Wait, you're going for the Ace Superior Championship?
[Oso smiles.]
El Oso - Esa es mi única meta. Quiero un disparo contra el Padre Nathan.
[The scene fades.]
Josh Briskout Reacts
Written by: Josh
[The shot opens up inside of Josh Briskout's locker room. Louie Cwik walks in.]
Louie Cwik - Josh, I'm hoping I could get a few words from you.
[Just looks at him with disgust.]
Louie Cwik - First of all, welcome back to Wrestling Midwest. Your first match back, you picked up a big win. How do you think this will help you as you move forward?
Josh Briskout - Briskout - Really? You want a reaction to my win? Seriously? Please, please, just get out of here. I won against a lucha libre jobbero. Do I really need to react to that? Let's face it, it was expected I win. I'm Josh Briskout. Please don't bother me like this again. Now get out. Just get the heck out.
[He pushes Louie back out the door and the scene fades.]
Best of Adam Pyre, part 2
Written by: Ryven/Garvin
[The shot focuses back in on Jack Gene and Bill Hughes.]
Jack Gene - Once again folks, we're taking time to look back at the great career of Adam Pyre. Party in the Plaza was his final match here in Wrestling Midwest, and in wrestling in general. All though we don't know if we'll ever see him again, we will show you another clip from his storied wrestling past. This clip comes from Graveyard Shift 100 as Adam Pyre took on 7 other competitors for the chance to run an episode of Graveyard Shift.
[The replay opens up inside the ring with Wayne Inkster.]
Wayne Inkster - We are just moments away from the beginning of tonight's 8-man Over-the-Top Challenge. Here are the rules. Each participant's name was put on a sheet of paper and dumped into a hat. The names were drawn out in random order. The match will begin with the first two participants inside of the ring. Every 2-minutes, another competitor will enter the match according to the random drawing. It is every man for themselves, with elimination occurring when a fighter is thrown over the top rope and both feet touching the floor. The last fighter remaining in the ring after all 8 have entered, will be declared the winner, and will become the acting General Manager for the night at Graveyard Shift 101 in Bakersfield, California.
[Flash Forward // Coming through the curtain, taped fists clenched, is Audrie McLaughlin. // Flash Forward // The lights in the arena darken, on the WMW Big Screen screen, a dark Victorian house is shown is shown in picture with the word 'Druscilla' written across the shot // Flash Forward // Druscilla then rises up through the floor // Flash Forward // Just then, (...10) the 10-second clock begins to ring and the crowd gets on their feet. Audrie charges Druscilla and rams her shoulder into her midsection, (...9) and drives her backwards into the corner.]
Jack Gene - And as Audrie once again takes control, we are counting down (...8) until entrant #3 comes out.
[(...7) Audrie pulls back and punches Druscilla with a right hand. (...6) She then begins to stomp away before grabbing Druscilla by the arm (...5) to send her across the ring, but (...4) Druscilla reverses it and sends (...3) Audrie crashing into the opposite corner. (...2) Audrie falls to the mat as Druscilla slumps back into her corner. (...1)]
Jack Gene - And here we go, who's it going to be? Who picked #3?
[Just then, "The Lumberjack" by Jackyl blasts from the PA as out walks the Lumberjack. The crowd pops.]
Jack Gene - It's the Lumberjack!
[Lumberjack runs down to the ring. As he reaches it, Audrie pulls herself up on the ropes and slumps into the corner. Lumberjack climbs into the ring and immediately walks over to Druscilla. Druscilla stands straight up and stares him down // Flash Forward // Lumberjack holds up his hand, taunting Druscilla to play a game of mercy with him. She obliges and grabs his hand, before kicking him below the belt.]
Jack Gene - OH! No! That was just wrong on so many levels.
[As Lumberjack holds himself, she grabs him by the back of the head and throws him over the top rope. He smashes his back on the apron, before falling to the floor.]
Jack Gene - And there goes the Lumberjack!
Bill Hughes - Good riddance.
Wayne Inkster - The Lumberjack has been eliminated.
[Just then, Audrie runs over to Dru and slams her in the back of the head with a forearm, which forces her up against the ropes. She then quickly grabs her by the legs and tries to power her over. Druscilla fights it. // Flash Forward // The 10-second timer begins to ring as the crowd starts to count down with it.]
Jack Gene - And, here we go! (...9) #4 is just about ready to come down and enter this match! (...8) But, in the ring, Audrie continues to try and eliminate Druscilla.
[(...7) Druscilla falls to the apron as Audrie continues to force her off. (...6) Druscilla wraps her legs around the bottom rope as Audrie pushes with all of her might. (...5) She finally lets up and slams a boot to the side of Druscilla's head. She then stomps her knee, (...4) before continuing to push Druscilla off of the apron, using the ropes for leverage. (...3) She lets up again and tries to pry Dru's legs from the rope, but Dru resists. (...2)]
Jack Gene - And here we go! (...1) Entrant #4! Who's it going to be?
[The buzzer hits. Just then, "Machine Gun Messiah" by Sybreed blasts from the PA as Scott Vyper runs out of the back.]
Jack Gene - My god! It's Scott Vyper.
[Vyper runs towards the ring.]
Bill Hughes - And business has just picked up. Regardless of what Druscilla and Scott Vyper think about one another, they're both working for the same team, and that means that Audrie is in a bit of a predicament.
[Vyper slides in as Audrie turns her attention from Druscilla towards the new opponent. She meets Vyper with a right hand, but Vyper returns with one of his own, which sends Audrie back-pedaling. He charges with a clothesline, but she ducks it. Vyper continues the momentum and bounces off the ropes. As he returns to the center of the ring, he hits a flying elbow lariat. // Flash Forward // The 10-second timer begins to ring as the fans begin to count with it. (...9)]
Jack Gene - And the timer has started! (...8) #5!
[Audrie looks up and sees the clock. (...7) She quickly grabs Druscilla and pushes her towards the rope, trying to lift her over, (...6) but Druscilla blocks it. (...5) Vyper runs over, and tries to push Audrie over the top rope, (...4) but she, too, blocks it. (...3) She rakes Vyper in the eyes, and (...2) as Vyper lets go she charges and tries to push him over the top rope. (...1) He holds onto the ropes, blocking it.]
Jack Gene - There's the buzzer! It's time for #5 and only Ryven, Mr. Videogame, Hecate and Adam Pyre are left!
[The arena suddenly goes black as the opening cords to Flyleaf's "All around me" start to play through the arena as a single spot light shines down on a figure at the top of the entry ramp completely concealed by a full black cloak. She quickly takes off the cloak and runs towards the ring.]
Jack Gene - It's Hecate! And Hecate wastes no time running down to the ring.
Bill Hughes - I'm starting to feel sorry for Audrie. Vyper and Druscilla were bad enough, but now she's got the virtual 3 vs. 1 matchup going into these next two minutes.
[Hecate slides into the ring and Audrie meets her just as she slides in. They trade rights and lefts.]
Jack Gene - It's Audrie and Hecate in the center of the ring! A El Dia Heartlands Championship preview!
[Audrie looks to be getting the advantage, but then both Vyper and Druscilla hit her from behind, taking her down to the mat. // Flash Forward // The 10-second timer begins to ring as the crowd boos Druscilla.]
Jack Gene - I mean, this is just sick, Bill. (...9) But, Audrie continues to get up. She's not giving up.
[(...8) Druscilla grabs Audrie by the back of the head and pulls her up to her feet. (...7) She then pushes her against the ropes and begins to push her over the top (...6) but Audrie somehow is aware enough to latch herself onto the top rope and doesn't let go. (...5)]
Jack Gene - Audrie continues to fight, (...4) but she sure needs help right about now.
[(...3) Hecate tries to help Druscilla push her over, but neither are having any luck. (...2) Vyper pushes himself away from the corner and waits near it for the next entrant. (...1)]
Jack Gene - Who's going to be #6?
[The buzzer dings.]
["Poltergeist Mix" by Binster blasts from the PA as Mr. Videogame runs down to the ring to a cheering crowd.]
Jack Gene - It's Mr. Videogame!
[He runs down towards the ring.]
Jack Gene - Here comes Mr. Videogame, who's maybe the only one to help out Audrie, as he doesn't get along with any of the other fighters in the ring right now.
[Just as he slides in, he charges Vyper, who immediately grabs him by the back of the head and tosses him over the top rope.]
Jack Gene - My god! Scott Vyper just eliminated Mr. Videogame!
Wayne Inskter - Mr. Videogame has been eliminated.
[The crowd boos as Vyper peers over the top rope, looking down at Videogame.]
Bill Hughes - That was what? 2-seconds? Even Lumberjack lasted longer than that!
[Audrie rakes the eyes of both Druscilla and Hecate and falls to the apron. // Flash Forward // Vyper quickly turns his attention over to Audrie who rolls into the ring. She pulls herself up on the ropes as Vyper runs towards her. She immediately lowers her shoulder and back body drops him over the top rope. He catches onto the top rope and lands on the apron. // Flash Forward // He stands up and Audrie connects with a right hand and another. Just then, Druscilla walks up behind her, measuring her up. Audrie connects with a 3rd right hand, which sends Vyper flailing, holding onto the top rope. He pulls the rope down, and just then, Druscilla grabs her from behind and pushes her over the top rope. Audrie falls to the floor.]
Jack Gene - And Audrie has just been eliminated.
Bill Hughes - Hey, that's the numbers game. When you don't make any friends, when you're in a match like this, you're only shooting yourself in the foot.
Wayne Inkster - Audrie McLaughlin has been eliminated.
[Vyper pulls himself back up to his feet and looks down at Audrie as he stands on the apron. He smiles as he looks back into the ring, congratulating Druscilla for the nice elimination. // Flash Forward // (...10) Just then, the 10-second timer begins to ring as Druscilla and Hecate begin to stare the other down. (...9)]
Bill Hughes
- Well, of course she did. (...8) This isn't a team match. (...7) They weren't all going to gang up on everyone so Vyper or Hecate or Dru could win. (...6) This was every man for themselves, (...5) and that's all you can think about. (...4) You take opportunities. (...3) Too bad for Vyper, but he's irrelevant to this match now. (...2)
[Hecate and Druscilla begin to circle one another, (...1) until they realize that the next entrant is about to come down. They turn their attention to the ramp. The buzzer rings.]
Jack Gene - It's time for #7! It's either Ryven or Adam Pyre... and it's...
["Freak" by Silverchair blasts from the PA as Adam Pyre appears at the top of the ramp.]
Jack Gene - It's Adam Pyre!
[Adam Pyre immediately runs down towards the ring, but instead of sliding in, he runs to the side where Vyper continues to argue with the refs, and attacks him.]
Jack Gene - Hey! He's going after Vyper on the outside!
[Pyre pushes both Luna Pier and Stephen Tyler out of the way as he pursues Vyper. He grabs Vyper from the back of the head and pulls him up, before throwing him shoulder first into the ring barrier.]
Jack Gene - My god! Vyper and Adam Pyre, not waiting until El Dia to begin their fight. And, Pyre doesn't even care that Vyper isn't in this match anymore.
[As Vyper leans against the barrier, with one knee on the ground, Pyre reaches under the ring and pulls out a metal folding chair. He holds it up in the air, but before he can do any damage, Vyper springs up and slams a boot to Pyre's midsection. Pyre drops the chair and Vyper punches him with a right hand. Pyre leans back and unloads a right hand of his own, then charges Vyper and clotheslines him over the ring barrier and into the crowd.]
Jack Gene - My god! Pyre just took Vyper into the crowd!
[Pyre follows him into the crowd and they begin to fight eachother up one of the aisle ways as the crowd cheers them on.]
Bill Hughes - Pyre didn't take this match to win. He took the match to bait Vyper into entering so he could get his hands on him. This was obviously all a part of the plan, Jack. A moron could see that.
[Pyre and Vyper trade punches, which Pyre is able to get the upperhand on. Pyre pushes him towards a row of chairs, and Vyper flips over them, landing hard on the concrete floor.]
Jack Gene - Well, inside the ring, Hecate and Druscilla look on in amazement. All they can do now is wait for Ryven. And that's exactly what it looks like. Neither of them are even trying to eliminate the other.
[Pyre grabs one of the chairs, but before he can take a swing, Vyper gets to his feet and tries to quickly walk away into the back.]
Bill Hughes - Of course not, if they wait for Ryven, then they can eliminate him together, and then it's Hecate vs. Druscilla in the final minutes.
[The shot switches to inside the ring where Dru and Hecate continue to look on.]
Jack Gene - But, Adam Pyre is in this matchup, too. Don't forget about him.
[The shot changes to show Pyre irish whipping Vyper into one of the stair wells going to the next deck level. Vyper bounces off and hits a desperation clothesline, before stumbling behind a curtain and going into the back. Pyre pulls himself up and follows him through the curtain. (...10) Just then, the 10-second timer begins to ring and the fans continue to cheer for Pyre and Vyper. (...9)]
Bill Hughes - Oh, I haven't. (...8) But again, like I said, (...7) if Pyre wanted to really be in this match, he would be. (...6) But, he's taking it to Vyper in the crowd (...5) and now into the backstage areas (...4). That's where he wants to be.
Jack Gene - (...3) We need to get a camera back there. (...2) And we are just seconds away from the arrival of Ryven. (...1) #8.
[The buzzer rings.]
["Grounds for Divorce" by Elbow blasts from the PA as Ryven jogs down towards the ring.]
Jack Gene - And here he comes! It's Ryven! The last entrant in this match!
Bill Hughes - And he's got 2 of his friends in the middle of the ring. I mean, seriously. What the hell is this?
Jack Gene - I think you forgot about Ryven and Druscilla's blood-spilling feud for the Ace Superior Championship, Bill. Neither of them have forgotten that.
[He slides in and Hecate and Druscilla immediately meet him in the center of the ring, both slamming him with right hands. They whip him across the ring. But, as he comes back, they go for a double clothesline. Ryven ducks, coming up behind Druscilla, wrapping her up and throwing her to the ground. Hecate spins quickly and moves to attack, but Ryven rockets over Druscilla, holding her in an arm bar with a wrist lock, keeping her body between him and Hecate. Hecate hesitates and feints left then spins right, rolling over the back of Druscilla and impaling Ryven with an elbow to the upper chest. Ryven releases Druscilla and falls backwards, both women following him with intent in their eyes.]
Jack Gene - I would not like to be in Ryven's position right now.
Bill Hughes - Really? I would. Wooo, that would sweet as hell!
[Druscilla throws Ryven into the turnbuckle, allowing Hecate to follow up with a spear to Ryven's midsection. Druscilla hits the ropes and runs opposite as Hecate gets a grip behind Ryven's head, kicks her feet into his midsection, and falls to her back, flinging him over her onto the mat. Just as he hits, Druscilla nails him with a running elbow drop. Hecate gets to her feet, holding her hands on her hips and nodding toward Druscilla. Ryven winces as Druscilla heaves him to his feet, dragging him to the ropes where both she and Hecate attempt to throw him over.]
Jack Gene - And... it looks like Ryven might be the next guy eliminated. Both Hecate and Druscilla, powering him over.
Bill Hughes - Hey, did we get a camera in the back yet? Where's Pyre?
[Druscilla and Hecate both struggle as Ryven wraps his arms in the ropes. Hecate grabs him by the legs and attempts to help get him over as Druscilla bares her fangs in frustration. Druscilla growls as she gets a good grip on Ryven, plants her feet and heaves. Ryven begins to go over, but he snaps his legs around Hecate, using Druscilla's strength to help him pull Hecate over. Hecate frantically reaches around her for purchase, but Ryven heaves her over, with Druscilla reaching for Hecate out of desperation. Hecate hits the floor as Ryven snaps his body over the ropes and quickly moves to the middle of the ring.]
Jack Gene - My god! Hecate was just eliminated! It's now just Druscilla and Ryven.
Bill Hughes - And wherever Pyre is. We still don't have cameras set up in the back?
Wayne Inskter - Hecate has been eliminated.
[Druscilla turns slowly, looking Ryven over as he bounces on his toes, keeping loose. Druscilla charges, hands out as Ryven tries to slide out of the way. She gets a grip on his hair and whips him into the corner, following up with repeated hammer blows. Ryven's head bobs and knocks around as Druscilla pauses, bares her fangs and drags her tongue along the side of Ryven's face before kneeing him in the stomach and throwing him to the middle of ring. // Flash Forward // Pyre slides into the ring, but Druscilla sees him. She catches him by the back of the head, and throws him over the top rope.]
Jack Gene - Oh! And Druscilla eliminates...
Bill Hughes - No!
Jack Gene - My god! He caught the top rope! His feet didn't touch the floor! And Druscilla didn't see it!
[Druscilla turns her attention back onto Ryven, who leans up against the ropes. She quickly tries to push him over, but he once again fights her. // Flash Forward // She pushes him over the top rope, but he hangs on, and lands onto the apron. Just then, Pyre slides back into the ring under the bottom rope. He quickly stands up and charges the opposite set of ropes. He bounces off and just as he is about to hit the center of the ring, Dru turns around. Pyre screams.]
Adam Pyre - B! &! E!
[At that, he launches a huge running boot into her jaw, which sends her crashing into the rope, and tumbling over Ryven. She falls to the floor.]
Jack Gene - My god! Pyre eliminated Druscilla!
Bill Hughes - Noooo...
Wayne Inkster - Druscilla has been eliminated.
Jack Gene - And Pyre can't believe it himself.
[He turns around and sees Ryven still hanging on to the apron. He runs over to him and hits a diving drop kick, which connects with Ryven, square in his jaw, causing Ryven to lose his grip on the ropes, and he also falls to the floor.]
Bill Hughes - No....
Jack Gene - My god! Adam Pyre has won! Adam Pyre is going to run Graveyard Shift 101! I can't believe it!
["Freak" by Silverchair blasts from the PA as Adam Pyre jumps up in the air in excitement. He stumbles, almost woozy from the loss of blood earlier in the night. He then shakes it off and begins to celebrate as Wayne Inkster stands at ringside.]
Wayne Inkster - Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner, and the standing General Manager of Graveyard Shift 101... Adam Pyre!
Jack Gene - I've got mixed feelings about this. I'll be honest. I don't like Adam Pyre, but I really think this will be the weirdest Graveyard Shift either of us have ever been a part of.
Bill Hughes - Well, all I can say is... it's about damn time Adam Pyre did something noteworthy. He's been holding TDA back for so long.
Jack Gene - Stay tuned!
[As the clip ends, the scene fades.]
Jasmine Lucky In The Back
Writer: Reb
[Backstage, Louie Cwik is standing in a hallway intersection in the WMW Arena. Next to him is Jasmine Lucky, who is in her ring-gear with a tank top and her hair up in a ponytail.]
Louie Cwik - I'm Louie Cwik, back here with Jasmine Lucky, fresh off of competition. Just before we went on the air tonight, Jasmine took on new WMW superstar The New Dragon and won decisively. So Jasmine, what's next for you?
[Jasmine steps in next to Louie as he holds the mic for her.]
Jasmine Lucky - What's next? It should be obvious, Louie. They let Justin enter the Shoot Division and it should have been me from the start. So since he's moved onto the Ace Superior division, I'm taking his place. So what's next? Jade is next.
Louie Cwik - So you're fighting for a title shot at Burn?
Jasmine Lucky - Yea, you could say so. More like I'm just practicing for it. I've already got the match...it may not be signed and Jade may not know it yet, but her opponent WILL be me, one way or another.
Louie Cwik - If you don't mind me asking, how are things going between you and your brother? I know that last rumor we heard, you two denied entrance to the upcoming Midwest Tag League 4.
Jasmine Lucky - Yea, we did, because we've got singles belts to win. He's gonna be fighting in the Ace Superior division for Father Nathan's belt. By the time the next MTL runs along, we'll both be holding singles gold.
Louie Cwik - You've got some big goals, but...well, there's no nice way of putting this so here goes; the kind of opponents you'll have to face, like Umbrage or Hecate...arn't they a little out of your league?
[Not missing a beat, Jasmine just laughs]
Jasmine Lucky - Ha! You've been talking to my brother a little too much. Maybe his gameplan is just to rush head-first into things and bash in as many skulls as he can. I'm a bit more subtle though. Umbrage? Keyser? Jade? Child's play. They're never gonna see me coming, Louie.
[She takes his wrist and aims the mic down to her face so can speak into it, facing the camera.]
Jasmine Lucky - It was all easy going until I showed up, Louie. Now that I'm here, though, they better expect every trick in the playbook, plus the ones they've even heard of. This division is about to get rocked...because their luck has just run out.
[She exits to the left, leaving Louie to watch her. He glanced at the camera and signals it to cut off.]
Shawn Cortez vs. Emo Girl
Writer: Garvin
["Know Your Enemy" by Rage Against The Machine begins to play over the speaker system. After several seconds Shawn Cortez emerges from behind the curtain and takes his perch on the entrance ramp. On his right arm is the always beautiful Katrina, while in his left hand is raised in the air. Russell walks out behind them. Wayne Inkster announces Cortez and this next match.]
Jack Gene - And here comes Shawn Cortez. Besides his win over The Lumberjack at GS121, he's had a hard time keeping things rolling. Tonight, he goes up against an unknown, so no one knows what the outcome will be, but you've got to figure he'll take back the momentum tonight, right?
Bill Hughes - Well, that's his hope. But, don't paint the picture so dreary for this guy. He might have lost against the Lumberjack at PitP10, but he got the last word, that's for sure.
[As Cortez and Katrina enter into the ring, the music fades. After a few brief moments, the generic WMW Theme Song blasts from the PA and out walks The Emo Girl. She wears a black tank top and athletic shorts. Tattoos cover her visible body and her hair is dyed dark blue. Wayne Inkster announcers Emo Girl.]
Jack Gene - And here comes The Emo Girl, Rebecca Randolph.
Bill Hughes - She doesn't look to get much sun.
Jack Gene - I think it's just the look.
Bill Hughes - You could call her "Vitamin D Deficient" girl. It would make more sense. Plus, the makeup, I don't like her at all.
Jack Gene - You're awfully judgemental. I'm sure she's very nice, and very attractrive outside of the makeup.
Bill Hughes - So, you're into "emo" chicks, then Jack?
Jack Gene - I'm just saying, we're here to talk about her wrestling abilities, and you're talking about her looks.
[She slides into the ring and is immediately checked by the ref. After a few moments, Luna Pier calls for the bell, and just as Emo Girl leaves his corner, Cortez leaves the ring.]
Jack Gene - And again, Cortez goes to the outside, once again playing mind games with his opponent.
Bill Hughes - With not knowing what kind of competitor Emo Girl is, this is probably a smart move. Watching her reactions, her attitude, that sort of thing.
[The ref begins the count. As he reaches the 5-count, Emo Girl leans back into her corner to give him room to re-enter.]
Jack Gene - And Emo Girl, not playing to it. She's giving him space to get back into the ring, and it looks like she could wait all day.]
[Cortez slides back in and slowly walks to the center, measuring her up. She walks to the center and goes to lock up with him, but he ducks through her grip and skips away behind her. She turns, expecting him to be on her, but he was far enough away that she gets back into a fighting stance. She goes for another grapple but he once again ducks out of it, and instead gets her in a waistlock. He tries to pick her up, but she blocks it. She hits him with a back elbow, and another. She lets go of the hold. She goes for a clothesline and it connects, sending him to the mat. She goes for a quick cover, but he kicks out before the one count.]
Jack Gene - Oh! And a quick cover by Emo Girl not enough to keep Cortez down.
[Cortez quickly bounces back up but she pushes him against the ropes. She goes for an irish whip, but he reverses it. As she bounces off of the ropes, he charges with a clothesline, but she ducks under it and locks on with a waist lock. She quickly slams him to the mat with a belly to back suplex and locks on a headlock.]
Jack Gene - And Emo Girl, quickly taking this match over! She's got a headlock on and Cortez seems to be in 'No Man's Land' now.
Bill Hughes - She's definitely looking impressive. But, it could just be Cortez having a bad night.
Jack Gene - Well, if you ask me, she's looking like she's doing very well for herself.
Bill Hughes - Oh, get over yourself already. God, this isn't a contest. I don't even want her. You can have her, man.
[Flash Forward // The shot flashes forward showing Cortez now back to his feet. He's trying to fight out of a hammerlock and catches her with a back elbow. And another. She lets go of the hold. He shakes out his arm and she charges, but he catches her in an armdrag. She's thrown up against the ropes. She tries to get up, but from the outside, Katrina grabs a hold of her and tries to keep her down. Referee Luna Pier is on top of it and warns her to stay out of the match. Emo Girl stands up and looks down towards her, but before she can turn back around, Cortez hits her with a forearm. He pulls her towards the center of the ring and goes for an irish whip, but Emo Girl blocks it and catches him with a knee to the midsection. He bends over, holding his stomach. She gets to his side and hits him with a Russian legsweep.]
Jack Gene - And Emo Girl with a Russian Legsweep! And Cortez, not expecting this type of offense from this newcomer.
[He rolls to his stomach, holding his head. She quickly gets back to her feet and immediately goes after his legs, locking them together with hers, before pulling back on his arms. She pulls back, causing her to go to the ground, and pulling him above her with a surfboard stretch.]
Jack Gene - The Pentagram!
Bill Hughes - Yeah, she's got that surfboard stretch locked on pretty good. It'll be very difficult for Shawn Cortez to get out of this one.
Jack Gene - Oh, he's not even trying! The ref's calling for the bell! Shawn Cortez has submit, ladies and gentlemen!
[Emo Girl drops the hold and quickly stands up, as the ref raises her hand in victory.]
Wayne Inkster - Here is your winner... via submission... The Emo Girl!
[The generic Wrestling Midwest theme blasts from the PA as Emo Girl slides out of the ring.]
Jack Gene - Very impressive debut for The Emo Girl here on Graveyard Shift 123!
Bill Hughes - I don't know, Jack. I'm just not seeing it. She's just too... weird.
[The scene fades as Emo Girl walks up the ramp. Katrina and Russell climb into the ring to check on Cortez who is holding his shoulder in pain.]
Brad Johnson Makes A Decision
Written by: Garvin
[The shot opens up in the back where Brad Johnson is seen walking down the hall holding a cell phone up to his ear.]
Brad Johnson - We'll figure something out. Sault St. Marie can't bar people from the arena. I don't know what the hell he thinks this is. I want you hear next week. And I'll personally escort you in. Sault can have this week to gloat at what he did. But after this week, we're taking this show back.
[Just then, he puts the phone back into his pocket and meets up with someone in the hall. You don't see the person's face.]
Brad Johnson - You ready?
Man - Of course.
[The scene fades as they walk away.]
Emo Girl Celebrates Her Win
Written by: Reb
[The scene opens up as Louie Cwik enters Emo Girl's locker room.]
Louie Cwik - Emo Girl, if I can call you that, your debut in a full-WMW compeition against Shawn Cortez and you picked up the win. How does it feel?
Emo Girl - I feel like this proves that Alex Matheson didn't make a mistake when he brought me into WMW. I have a bad win-loss record in CMW, but they didn't look at that - they didn't see some freak in black. They saw a legitimate woman's wrestler that can carry this business on her back. Come Hardcore Hell, I'll prove it - Heartlands Championship, here comes the Emo Girl.
Louie Cwik - And a big win for Emo Girl, making her goals known. She's going for the Heartlands Champion at Hardcore Hell.
[The scene fades.]
'Da Man' is Here
Written by: Brian and Garvin
[We're backstage, and we're WALKING~!]
[Brad Johnson walks down a hallway, stride for stride with a second person. The second person wears a black T-shirt, blue jeans, and tan Timberland boots. But he doesn't look all that familiar. Mocha-colored skin, blonde flattop, yeah, none of it's ringing a bell.]
Brad Johnson - You're making a smart decision, but can I ask one question?
Man - Hit me.
Brad Johnson - We aren't looked at very highly where you come from. Why are you here?
Man - I ain't worried 'bout da whole rep thang, but check it, you got's a buncha people dat do roamin' promo pieces, right?
Brad Johnson - Of course.
Man - I'mma let the whole world know what's up when I get da chance in front o' tha crew, an' I don' like repeating myself. What I will say is dat I ain't here to invade, or destroy you all, or any otha' bull like dat.
[The two men stop walking as they near the arena exit. The stop in walking is just enough time for the camera to pan around to a man known to the Wrestling Midwest world as a member of the infamous Defiance roster. "Da Man" Xavier Langston is his name, and he's got a smirk on his face as he continues to speak to Brad Johnson.]
"Da Man" Xavier Langston - Well, outside the ring, anyway. Inside the ring, dat's a whole otha story.
[The scene fades.]
Lumberjack vs. Arick Wills
Writer: Garvin
["Breakeven" by The Script plays over the P.A. system as "The King of Wrestling" Arick Wills makes his way down to the ring in a fancy robe. Wayne Inkster announces him.]
Jack Gene - Welcome back to Wrestling Midwest's Graveyard Shift 123. We are here live from the WMW Arena in Cleveland, Ohio. Arick Wills is making his way down to the ring for this next contest.
Bill Hughes - I'm still having issues realizing that Adam Pyre is seriously gone from Wrestling Midwest. That's just awful.
Jack Gene - He definitely didn't have the ending he was hoping for at Party in the Plaza. Much like Arick Wills. Wills went in, thinking he finally had Black Friar right where he wanted him, but it was Thomas Kilik, taking the momentum of the match and defeating both of them.
[As Wills enters the ring, the music fades. After a few brief moments, "I Like Birds" by the Eels begins to play from the loudspeakers. Out walks Lumberjack. He's got his usual smile, as well as his axe, plaid and beard. Wayne Inkster announces him as the crowd cheers.]
Jack Gene - It's good to see that smile on Lumberjack's face again.
Bill Hughes - I'm not sure what he has to smile about. Cortez laid him out at the end of that match.
Jack Gene - Well, you can't win him all. He achieved 2 goals that night, the first, to defeat Shawn Cortez. The second, to bring back home the axe.
Bill Hughes - Yeah, well, Cortez got the last laugh.
[As Lumberjack climbs into the ring, Arick Wills immediately clubs him from behind. The ref calls for the bell as Wills stomps on his back.]
Jack Gene - Oh! And Arick Wills attacking him before the bell.
[Wills pulls him up and throws him into the corner. He immediately launches in with a shoulder to the midsection. He hits a european uppercut and then goes for an Irish whip, but Lumberjack counters with and connects with a clothesline. He stumbles away as Arick pops back up. Arick charges and is able to catch him with a forearm to the back of the head. And another. He pushes Lumberjack up against the ropes and once again goes for an irish whip, but once again, Lumberjack blocks it. He pulls Arick Wills in and hits him with chops to each shoulder, which knocks Arick Wills down to the mat.]
Jack Gene - Oh! And a huge double chop to those shoulders by Lumberjack. And Lumberjack is looking pretty angry.
Bill Hughes - And that's one thing you don't want. Make Some crazy loooking guy who's wielding an ax angry. Sheesh.
[Lumberjack pulls up Arick and slams a right hand into the side of his head. Arick stumbles away. He tries to hit a right hand of his own, but Lumberjack blocks it and knees him in the midsection. Lumberjack then picks him up and slams him down with a thunderous powerslam. He quickly goes for the cover.]
Jack Gene - Here it comes...! ...1! And Arick with a shoulder up. Seemed like a long count by Stephen Tyler.
Bill Hughes - What are you talking about? That was a perfectly acceptable count speed.
[Arick tries to get back up, but Lumberjack grabs him from behind by his belt. He pulls Arick Wills closer and goes for a full nelson, but Wills ducks out of it and connects with a back elbow. Lumberjack stumbles and Arick immediately tries to take him down with a cross face.]
Jack Gene - Crossface attempt by Arick Wills!
Bill Hughes - Oh, but Lumberjack is too strong. Wills can't get him to the ground.
[Lumberjack pushes him away. He then tries to grapple with him, but Wills hits him with a thumb to the eye.]
Jack Gene - And Arick Wills gets a finger in the eye, and Lumberjack is just reeling here.
[Lumberjack falls forward against the ropes holding his eye. Arick gets behind him and immediately locks on a sleeper.]
Bill Hughes - Yes! A sleeper hold by Arick Wills here! Oh, and just perfectly, steps on the inside of the knee and forces Lumberjack down to his knees. Perfect execution here by Arick Wills.
Jack Gene - Wills has that sleeper locked in, and he's got Lumberjack to the mat, turning it into a side headlock as he has just taken control of this match.
[Flash Forward // The shot flashes forward showing Arick Wills having Lumberjack up in the corner. He drives another shoulder into his midsection. He pulls Lumberjack out and locks on a facelock, before flipping him over with snap suplex. He goes for the pin, but only gets a 2. Wills gets back to his feet and puts his hand up in premature victory, which riles the crowd up as they boo him. Lumberjack pulls himself up and stumbles backwards to Arick. As he turns to face him, Wills catches him with a boot to the midsection. He then locks on a double underhook, and goes for a front layout piledriver, but Lumberjack blocks it pushing Arick away. Arick charges, but Lumberjack catches him and slams him down with a rolling spear/spinebuster type move.]
Jack Gene - Oh my!
Bill Hughes - Lumberjack with what appeared to be a mix of a spinebuster and a spear. Just driving his shoulder into Arick Wills's midsection as he drove him into the mat.
[Lumberjack pops up holds his hands in the air again, causing the crowd to get on their feet. Arick Wills pulls himself up holding his midsection. Lumberjack immediately charges and takes him down with a clothesline.]
Jack Gene - And Lumberjack is on his way to taking this one home. Arick Wills is hurting.
Bill Hughes - Might have broken a few ribs with that move.
[Lumberjack raises his right hand, extending the thumb.]
Jack Gene - And he's got that thumb out! He's going for the Axe Chop! Arick Wills is back up to his feet, and here it comes... no!
Bill Hughes - Wills saw it and ducked!
Jack Gene - And Arick Wills with a kick to the midsection. Oh!
Bill Hughes - Bow Down! And down goes the Lumberjack.
Jack Gene - Arick's got the cover and the count! ...1! ...2! ...3! It's over!
[The crowd immediately begins to boo.]
Wayne Inkster - Here is your winner... via pinfall... Arick Wills!
["Breakeven" by The Script plays over the P.A. system as Arick Wills rolls out of the ring and celebrates up the ramp.]
Jack Gene - Arick Wills knows he pulled one out from the rug here. Not even waiting for Lumberjack to get back up as he quickly walked up the ramp and exited through the backstage. And these fans are on their feet in disappointment over that match ending.
Bill Hughes - Well, they shouldn't be. Arick Wills put on a great competition, gave that crowd a great match. But, yeah, if you cheer for a guy like Lumberjack, you're going to be walking away disappointed a lot.
After Match Happenings
Written by: Garvin
[Just then, Thad Williams appears at the top of the ramp carrying a mic in one hand and a tennis racket in the other.]
Jack Gene - Looks like Thad Williams is out once again to talk to Lumberjack?
Bill Hughes - He's got a tennis racket. That's awesome.
Jack Gene - As Thad reaches the ring, he climbs in. Arick's music fades as he exits into the back. Thad walks up to Lumberjack who is still being checked on by the ref.]
Thad Williams - You know, Jack. We really got to stop meeting like this. You...
[He looks down at Lumberjack and shakes his head.]
Thad Williams - You look pathetic out here. I mean,...
[He looks off into the Horizon.]
Thad Williams - Whatever happened to the big powerful Lumberjack that put fear into anyone he faced? You?
[He looks down at him and shakes his head.]
Thad Williams - You just look weak. But, I can help you. I have give you an offer, and if you continue to refuse it, we're going to have ourselves a bit of a problem. So... take this as a bit of warning.
[He leans over him and pats him on the cheek.]
Thad Williams - I want an answer by next week.
[With that, "Elite" by The Deftones blasts from the PA and he drops the mic and exits the ring.]
Jack Gene - Offer? What kind of offer?
[Williams walks up the ramp as .]
Bill Hughes - Well, whatever it is, he better take it, because Lumberjack has looked like a fool these last few weeks, and Williams is obviously out here to help him. And I don't know about you, Jack, but I would not refuse that kind of help.
[The camera focuses in on Lumberjack while the ref and meds check him out. The scene fades.]

Josh Briskout Meets the GLC
Written by: Josh
[The scene opens up backstage where the new Great Lakes champion AWS Man (also known as Bill) is standing outside of a door, holding Pen. AWS Man (also known as Bill) looks unsure whether to enter or not.]
AWS Man (also known as Bill) – Are you sure about this? I mean, yes, he's a doctor but… He's also freakin' crazy. Crazier than me. Oh, I know he's here tonight and that it must be fate… But freakin' still.
Pen - …
AWS Man – Yeah, you're right. I need to stop pretending I'm Chrysler LeBaron James and just make a decision.
[The crowd boos at the butchered mention of LeBron James as AWS Man (also known as Bill) opens the door. Sitting there, taking his boots off, is none other than Josh Briskout. The crowd boos a bit more as Briskout looks up at AWS Man (also known as Bill) and scoffs.]
Josh Briskout – Seriously? AWS Man? Why the hell are you in my locker room?
AWS Man – What? I wanted to congratu-freakin'-late you.
Briskout - …What?
AWS Man – Nah, I'm joking. You're freakin' Brisket, so you'll always kinda suck.
[Briskout smirks.]
Briskout – I'm surprised you even remember me. Isn't your memory supposed to be horrible?
AWS Man – Yeah, usually. My brain's been working kinda freakin' weird lately, I guess…
Briskout – So what's up?
AWS Man – Pen wants to tell you something.
Pen – …
[Briskout stares at Pen, then looks at AWS Man (also known as Bill), then back at Pen, There's a long time of silence as Briskout raises an eyebrow.]
Briskout – Uh… He's an inanimate object. Are you seriously expecting it to talk or something?
AWS Man – Why you gotta interrupt him? That's not freakin' cool, man, after he specifically didn't make fun of your speech impediment.
Briskout – Look, Bill, just be frank with me.
AWS Man – Who's Frank?
Briskout – Argh. Really? I should just dump your body outside or something.
AWS Man – Whoa! You can't threaten me like that. I'm the freakin' Great Lakes Champion.
Pen – …
AWS Man – Oh… You're right. Okay, look, Joy's Tits-out. I came for help. I know, freakin' insane. Just … I need a doctor and you're a doctor. I need to rehabilitate my concussion problem. Want to help?
[Briskout looks at the Insane One, unsure of how to react but before Briskout answers he notices the camera man.]
Briskout – Ahh! Camera man? Get out! Get out!!!
[Briskout shoos the camera man away, shutting the door before signifying his answer to AWS Man.]

The Former Champ Has Something To Say
Written by: Amanda ['Can Die No More' by Lake of Tears plays over the PA and the crowd greets Druscilla's arrival with a chorus of boos, which Druscilla ignores as she comes out, her trademark arrogant smirk on her face as she grabs the tape on her wrist, adjusting it as she grabs a mic and climbs into the ring, taking a moment to look over the crowd.]
Druscilla - Yes, believe me, if your opinions mattered in any way, I might actually give a shite about what you all think, but they don't so I don't.
[The crowd boos more and Druscilla rolls her eyes, smirking almost as if her job was too easy.]
Druscilla - Oh if you all knew what tools and puppets you all actually are... anyhow... I have wasted enough time on you, on to business..
[Druscilla paces around the ring, looking around before narrowing her eyes.]
Druscilla - Now, thanks to Adam Pyre's moronic and simplistic need to insert himself into matches he has no business in, the entire face of WMW has changed. I'm no longer Great Lakes champion-
[The crowd cuts her off with loud cheers and Druscilla smirks.]
Druscilla - However, some good came out of the match. Adam Pyre's career was ended by me, as I promised it would be. Kronin has been forced to grow up and become the champion he can and should be... but Unfortunately, Lilly is in the possession of AWS Man (also known as Bill) as is MY Great Lakes Championship..
[Druscilla looks around at the crowd as they boo the situation of AWS Man being champ and smirks.]
Druscilla - But fear not, I have said time and time again that I am the hope of the WMW, the one who will bring honor, dignity and respectability to this fed. And it starts right here tonight. You see, As the former champion, I have of course a rematch clause. AWS Man (also known as Bill) managed to win in the confusion of a 4 way match, but can he beat me one on one? I don't think so.. So AWS Man... you are now, officially on notice. You will be defending your title against me, and Sault St. Marie and I want to have this match happen as soon as possible and thus I think...Graveyard Shift 125 is as good a place as any.
[This seems to get a mixed reaction from the crowd an Druscilla smirks, basking in the crowd's uneasiness of having to choose between two heels as to who they'd rather have as the Great Lakes Champion.]
Druscilla - But don't worry, AWS Man. After I become the Great Lakes Champion for the 2nd time in my career, there will still be a position for you. You'll make an excellent Court Jester. Then, once I win, I'll go back to my original goal, taking out the trash. For far too long the people who are supposed to be evaluating talent have allowed far too many wrestlers to run free and unchecked in this company and apparently, the duty has fallen upon my shoulders to clean out some of the no-talent trash that calls themselves wrestlers for WMW. Leeches and parasites, all of them, latching onto WMW to try and make a name for themselves by being in the best wrestling company in the world at the moment. Well, the free rides end here. You see everyone talks about plans and laying out schemes and plans to do this, to do that. Well, I have my own plans, and God bloody help people when my plans come to fruition. I've been saying for a little while now that a new age is coming to WMW, and I'm pleased to say that I have found the perfect time and way to accomplish my goals. And as always, there will be no need to thank me when I make this company better. I accept my burden of leadership as a matter of private duty... after all, you people are definitely not fit to think for or look after yourselves and thus the elites, people like myself and Jordan Keyser must step in and take up the duty that is leadership. So take a last look around because changes are coming to this place. It started with Ryven doing the WMW a huge favor by ridding us of a certain foul mouthed, disrespectful, insolent little tart whose name is not even fit to be said aloud. For that, I would like to extend my personal congratulations to Ryven for aiding in cleaning out the trash of WMW. After Party in the Plaza we are minus three people who were cancer to WMW. Valora, Adam Pyre, and the insipid gimmick that Kronin was forced to do in order to keep you wankers entertained. Now, we will have a Kronin rise from the ashes, and be the champion he should be for this company, provided he proves able to defeat me, that is. However, one thing I can not abide from Party in the Plaza was that... that... that street thug Gras-Dawg defeating Amariie and now expecting her to sink to the level of a common street whore! You listen and you listen well Demetrius... I just happen to need a tune up match for my rematch with AWS Man. And if I have my way, you and I will be meeting in the ring next week. And there...I will dismantle you and allow Amariie to impale you before God and everyone for daring to besmirch one of her noble rank. You, are on borrowed time, Demetrius and you are the next cancer I remove from this company...
[Druscilla drops the mic and heads out of the ring as chants for Gras-Dawg ring out through the stadium, Druscilla ignores the crowd and disappears into the backstage area.]
Best of Adam Pyre, part 3
Written by: Garvin
[The camera moves back to ringside.]
Jack Gene - This is Graveyard Shift 123 and we take another look back at the career of Adam Pyre. Here is a clip from Graveyard Shift 101, where That Damn Awesome, lead by Adam Pyre's efforts at GS100, take on Valora.
[The replay starts as Adam Pyre walks down the aisle, waving his cane and grinning. The crowd gives him a mixed reaction, not really sure what to make of tonight so far. Pyre stops at the front of the ring and pans the crowd with his eyes, grinning. Finally, he walks up the steps and into the ring, receiving a mic as he enters.]
Adam Pyre - Welcome to the Night of Freaks!
[The crowd gives another mixed reaction as Pyre continues to brandish his cane in celebratory fashion.]
Adam Pyre - That's right, tonight all the freaks of the world shall unite, and we're going to party until Dawn's early light! Tonight those who are normal will be the shunned, and those who are… unique will be celebrated! Tonight, I have special plans for every match, and I will make those plans known at the start of each match. Trust me, we're gonna have a freaking good time!
[The crowd starts to pop a bit more, though there are still a good amount of boos.]
Adam Pyre - Now then, after my Last Man Standing match win, I'm feeling pretty bad ass. I quashed all the critics, and now everyone knows that I am the best hardcore specialist in WMW!
[Just then, 'Prayer' by Disturbed plays and the crowd goes nuts as Valora walks out and raises an eyebrow.]
Valora - Best Hardcore Specialist in WMW? Whats that make me, being the Hardcore champ, and the bad ass chica that threw an epic beat down on you TWICE?! Takes more then one win in a last standing match to put you on the map, Adam...
[Pyre looks a little disdainfully at the top of the ramp]
Adam Pyre - Oh right... I forgot about you, Valora. Hmm, seems a like a bit of a koinkidink, doesn't it? After all, you forgot about me after our little Gates of Hell match, didn't you? I'm starting to wonder if you retired that belt because you didn't have any competition, or because you were too scared to defend it against me again...
[Valora laughs a bit and nods as she paces back and forth.]
Valora - Forgot about? Not really. Got bored of beating the [bleep] out of? Yeah. I beat you in a match of your own creation Adam. How many chances do you need to beat me, really?
Adam Pyre - Don't talk like you're above me, Valora, above this. I know you. You and I are cut from the same cloth. You want to say that I had too many chances, that I didn't deserve another match. But to people like us, it's not about how many times or how long it takes. It's about creating the most havoc, it's about shedding the most blood, and it's about breaking the most bones you possibly can until you're put in the grave.
[Valora narrows her eyes.]
Valora - That may be, Adam. But I am above you. Better then. I'm a winner. You? You have not been winning much lately, Adam. You are the weakest link in that group of misfits and freaks you call TDA. Me? I'm the [bleep]'n lynch pin of the PoP!
[Pyre smirks and rubs his hand through his hair.]
Adam Pyre - Well that is a good point. Although I'd like to point out that I was the only TDA member to win last week at El Dia, and more importantly, I won the right to run this bitch at GS 100. But you're right, you are a winner, Valora, you won that nice new ASC title, and I gotta admit, it does look "perty" round your fine little waist…
[Pyre does a cheesy wink]
Adam Pyre - But honestly, Valora, look at that title, go ahead, look at it. Look at your reflection staring you in the face. You may have everyone else fooled into thinking you're the new technical mastermind on the roster, but I know, and most importantly you know that it's a lie. I know that once you get a taste for blood, you never lose it. // Flash Forward // Oh it will be a good one Valora, it will be…
[Pyre says, his grin as wide as possible]
Adam Pyre - But I don't want another Hardcore match with you Valora. In fact tonight, I thought we'd play a little game. See, as I already said like a ton of times, I'm in charge tonight. And as you know, I promised you a 'special' match. Tonight, we're really gonna test how hardcore you really are, because tonight, you'll be facing me, and Umbrage, and AWS man (Also known as Bill) in a gauntlet match. And if at any point you lose this match, You're going to become the newest member of That Damn Awesome!
[The crowd boos loudly at the deck stacking and Valora smirks.]
Valora - Nice. 2 matches at El Dia, taking on Ryven and Kronin. a gauntlet match against you, Umbrage and AWS Man... you know what happens when I win this right? Boom, I've cemented my legend status already... and losing to one person, spells the end of your group of misfits, so... let's make it official. When I beat you three assholes...TDA disbands permanently... but let me ask you something Adam... it's honesty time... you go on about wanting to make me bleed, wanting to beat me and take my hardcore title and all that...now you want me in TDA? Tell me why...
Adam Pyre - Why Valora? Why? Because you're trying to sabotage yourself with all this nonsense about being a legend and becoming GLC and being a goody two shoes that doesn't break rules and doesn't fight dirty. You're lying to yourself, Valora, and I can't sit back and watch you tear yourself apart. That's supposed to be my job." Pyre smirks, "And after you join That Damn Awesome!, I'm going to show you that being hardcore is who you are, not what you do. // Flash Forward // Oh you can be sure, Valora, that when it comes to wrestling with you, I'll be doing ALL the dirty work."
[Pyre raises his eyebrows a bunch of times and smiles. Valora raises her eyes and makes the jerk off motion. Just then, "Kill You" by Dethklok blasts over the PA as Pyre leaves the area and heads back to the back. He looks at Valora with a smile as the crowd boos him. The scene fades. // Flash Forward // 'Freak' by Silverchair plays and Adam Pyre walks out, He is wearing an Orange T-Shirt with a black and white horizontally stripped t-shirt underneath leading into vibrant purple cargo pants with lime green piping along the seams and wearing face painting designed to look like a human skull. Adam Pyre makes his way down to the ring. He walks slowly, deliberately, forcing the fans and his opponent to anticipate his entry into the ring. Every so often, his head twitches to the right or left, taking the ringside fans by surprise. His smile never fades has he climbs up onto the apron, then slides like a snake through the ropes. He huddles in a corner, waiting for the match bell to ring. The two walk up to face each other in the middle of the ring and Valora reaches into her mouth, removing her wad of chewing gum and throws it at Adam Pyre's face. Pyre grins as the gum hits him and nods his head. Luna Pier nods and calls for the bell.]
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Jack Gene - And here we go, this should be an...interesting match to say the least. Each time Valora and Pyre have fought each other, it has been a close, brutal fight.
Bill Hughes - Which is why TDA! is going to win tonight. Valora can't beat all three of them back to back to back!
[Adam Pyre moves up towards Valora but Valora cuts him off with a straight kick to the groin forcing Pyre to double over in pain before grabbing him and whipping him into the corner. Valora charges in after him, jumping up onto the second rope, punching Adam Pyre in the face twice, before flipping back off of him and charging into him with a shoulder charge, then another, then a third, forcing Pyre to drop to a seated position, a huge grin on his face.]
Jack Gene - Well, Valora wasted no time getting things rolling, and Adam Pyre is grinning... he just got his ass handed to him in that exchange and he seems to love it!
Bill Hughes - He does, Jack! He likes it, he's reminding Valora who she really is already and she's wearing a cheerleaders outfit and just back flipped off of him... he got to see up her skirt!
[Valora runs into the ropes and rebounds off, charging the seated Pyre, planting her foot in his face and the side of his head before pulling him to his feet and turning him around, leading him before slamming him shoulder first into the ring post. Valora slides out to the ringside area, grabbing Adam Pyre's feet and pulling him to fall flat on his face before pulling him out of the ring. Valora reaches under the ring and grabs a Steel Chair, then another as Pyre gets to his feet. Valora slides one of the chairs onto the ground in front of Pyre, who is laughing maniacally, urging Valora to hit him with the chair.]
Jack Gene - What the hell?! Pyre is not even trying to defend himself here! He's actually urging Valora to hit him with the chair!
Bill Hughes - Of course he is, he's out to prove a point, here.
[Valora shrugs and obliges, wrapping the steel chair around Pyre's head with a vicious blow that leaves Pyre woozy, staggering on his feet. Valora takes Pyre down with a drop toe hold, dropping him face first onto said chair. As Pyre lays on the chair, helpless, Valora grabs the other steel chair and cracks Pyre again, sandwiching his head between the two chairs before bending down and yelling at Pyre.]
Valora - Is that what you want?!! Huh?! Like that?!
Jack Gene - My God! A one man-errr woman, con-chair-to!! Pyre has not had any offense in this match at all, and hasn't really even tried to do anything, other then urge Valora to beat the crap out of him!
Bill Hughes - And Valora has all too quickly gone back to her true self. She will thank Pyre for this, mark my words, she will.
[Valora shakes her head as Pyre gets up, bleeding from the forehead, still laughing like a maniac and urges Valora to do more, grabbing her by the collar and forcing her to look at his blood. Valora decks him with a right hand but she stares at the blood running down Pyre's face, almost fascinated by it as Pyre smiles and nods, pushing Valora away. Valora stands there for a moment and Pyre smirks bending down and picking up one of the steel chairs, dented from Valora beating him over the head with it and starts the swing, but Valora snaps out of her daze and jumps into the air, spinning around and kicking Pyre's chair with a trouble in paradise kick, kicking the chair back up into Adam Pyre's face. Valora wastes no time as she looks at the prone body of Adam Pyre, setting up the steel chair that was on the floor and then climbs into the ring and onto the top turnbuckle, staring down at Pyre, waiting for him to get up. When he finally does, Valora leaps off and lands on Pyre wrapping her legs around his neck and head and swinging around in a head scissors like motion, driving him face first into the steel chair with such force the chair bends at an awkward angle, broken. Valora immediately goes into the pin and Luna Pier slides out of the ring, making the count 1.....2....3!]
Wayne Inkster - Adam Pyre has been eliminated!
Jack Gene - My God! Did you see that?! From turnbuckle to the floor and then drove Pyre through a steel chair with her head scissors face buster! Amazing! One member down, two more to go!
Bill Hughes - I missed the hardcore side of Valora! I'm so glad she's back!
[Adam Pyre gets up, still laughing and walks over to a special area of Ringside, that holds 4 empty seats and climbs over the barricades, sitting down, gesturing with his hand towards the entryway. As he does so, 'Bulls on Parade' by Rage against the Machine plays and Umbrage walks out, holding a steel chair in one hand and a mic in the other. He smiles as he looks over Valora. // Flash Forward // AWS Man (Also known as Bill) is in the ring with Valora. She lays on the ground, as he stomps her in the ribs as he does so. He then grabs Valora, dragging her to her feet, but she counters with a jaw breaker, staggering him. Valora wastes no time, grabbing AWS Man's arm and runs towards the corner, climbing the turnbuckles and jumping off in a back flip motion, turning AWS Man (Also known as Bill) around as she lands, taking him down with a DDT. At ringside, Adam Pyre and Umbrage nod to themselves and jump over the barricades, sliding into the ring as Valora gets up and looks around at the three members of TDA as AWS Man (Also Known as Bill) gets to his feet.]
Jack Gene - Damn it! I knew this was going to happen! End the damn match, Ref!
Bill Hughes - She can't, Jack! Adam is the boss tonight and this match is no DQ. Valora's only hope is for members of the PoP to come out and help her.
[The camera then cuts backstage to show Kronin being looked at by medics, the obvious victim of a sneak attack backstage. In the ring, Valora charges and takes AWS Man (Also known as Bill) down with a flying corkscrew elbow, but Pyre runs in and levels Valora with a B and E. Umbrage grabs a chair for himself and tosses one to AWS Man (Also Known as Bill) as he gets back to his feet and the two eagerly wait for Valora to get to her feet. When she does, they both hit her with a violent con-chair-to, denting both of their chairs as Valora slumps to the mat, the crowd by now booing heavily. AWS Man turns to Adam Pyre and calls for Pyre to nail her. Pyre smirks and gets ready. As Valora gets to her feet, AWS Man (Also known as Bill) comes in and nails her with a Knock your freakin' head off thrust kick, sending her back down to the mat. Pyre sets up a chair and runs forward, jumping into the air and taking Valora face first into the steel chair with a hurricanrana motion before Umbrage comes in and rolls Valora over onto her back as AWS Man climbs the top rope and hits the shooting star press onto Valora. // Flash Forward // Adam Pyre waits for Valora to get up as AWS Man climbs the top rope one more time and as Valora does so, Umbrage comes in. She kicks Umbrage in the groin and then hits a Trouble in Paradise, sending Umbrage to the mat, to the cheers of the crowd. She turns to face Pyre who moves forward and goes for a Six Minute Miracle stopping it right before it hits her. Valora bats his foot away but before she can counter attack, Umbrage spins her around and hits her with another Riot Act, slamming her down on top of the steel chair in the ring. No sooner does Valora hit the chair and the mat then AWS Man hits another Win the Freakin' Matchifier on Valora going for the cover and Luna Pier makes the count 1.....2.....3! The bell rings as the crowd continues to boo loudly.]
Wayne Inkster - AWS Man has defeated Valora by pin fall and therefore, That Damn Awesome wins the Gauntlet match and Valora is now a member of That Damn Awesome!
Jack Gene - Well, Adam Pyre told Valora he would make his shot a good one and he certainly made sure Valora had no chance to win this match. I wanna know where the hell the PoP was. They should have come out here, it looks like Kronin tried to, but someone took him out. Well TDA was on the ropes after El Dia, down for the count, but they just made a big comeback tonight and got the game changer they needed.
Bill Hughes - This is going to be great! I know it seems like a bad thing now, but I'm telling you, Valora is going to thank Adam Pyre for this down the road.
[Adam Pyre helps Valora to her feet as he and the rest of That Damn Awesome! 'escort' Valora to the backstage area and the TDA locker room.]
[As the replay ends, the scene fades.]
Louie Cwik Talks with Lumberjack
Writer: Garvin
[The shot opens up in the locker room. Lumberjack lifts his axe onto his shoulder and closes his locker. He turns and there stands Louie Cwik.]
Louie Cwik - Mr. Lumberjack, was hoping I could get a word from you about your match tonight against Arick Wills.
[Lumberjack smiles.]
Lumberjack - Yeah, well, Louie. Life is like a pendulum. I can't expect everything to fall into place that easily. Sure, I got my axe back and was able to defeat Shawn Cortez, but that doesn't mean my road to the Heartlands Championship was going to be easy. Arick Wills is a fine competitor. He did what he needed to win, and I can only commend him for that. But, he hasn't gotten rid of me. I will be back, and I will chop... him down.
Louie Cwik - But, what about Thad Williams? And this offer? What has he offered you?
[The Lumberjack looks down. His smile turns into a bit of a frown. He takes a deep breath.]
Lumberjack - I can't talk about this right now.
Louie Cwik - But, Lumberjack...
[Lumberjack walks past him.]
Lumberjack - I'm sorry, Louie, but this interview is over.
[The scene fades.]
The New GLC Gloats
Writer: Aaron
[The shot opens up at ringside.]
Jack Gene – Well, folks, we're just about coming up on our main event here, as former Great Lakes champion Kronin will be taking on current Ace Superior champion Father Nathan, in a match that's bound to have repercussions regardless of who wins-
[Jack trails off as "Three Point One Four" by the Bloodhound Gang begins playing, causing the fans in attendance to go wild booing.]
Bill Hughes – Shut up your face, Jack! The real Great Lakes champion is here! The one who ended Kronin's hippie stoner days for good! And Adam Pyre's career!
Jack Gene – Just so you know, Kronin was never either of those things…
[The boos intensify as AWS Man (also known as Bill) appears at the top of the ramp, Great Lakes title around his waist. He pauses and looks behind him. After several seconds, an extremely reluctant Lilly walks out, carrying Pen on a gilded pillow. The crowd's boos are joined by a number of hoots and catcalls, seeing as Lilly is wearing a version of Princess Leia's chain metal bikini from Return of the Jedi. The Insane One claps in impatience, causing Lilly to scowl and pick up her face as she follows him down the ramp.]
Jack Gene – I can't believe AWS Man's making Lilly wear that outfit. That's just sickening.
Bill Hughes – It's official. You're flamingly gay.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) climbs onto the apron and waits for Lilly to climb up as well. Lilly holds open the ropes for the Insane One, who climbs through, then turns around and demands Lilly step over the middle rope as well when she tries to climb underneath it. Lilly unwillingly does so, providing the crowd a good view of her thronged rear end. Lilly stands off to the side as AWS Man (also known as Bill) is handed a microphone by a ring attendant and turns in a circle, facing the crowd on each side before finally speaking.]
AWS Man (also known as Bill) – So … how do you like them apples, freakers?
[This, of course, garners more boos from the crowd. The Insane One pauses and nods in satisfaction before raising the microphone again.]
AWS Man (also known as Bill) – None of you thought I was gonna do it, did you? I promised everyone I would be standing here the first ever five-time Great Lakes champion, but you didn't believe me. No, you freakin' idiots thought I'd be here without my paintball mask right now. That I'd be humiliated at Pittip, and for the first time ever, you'd see my real face. Man, you must feel pretty freakin' stupid now, huh? Seriously, this should prove once and for all that I'm never wrong. Even when it looks like I am, that's just because you're too short-sighted to see the big picture. And I'll tell you this: this right here is going to be my best GLC reign freakin' ever. Whether or not I have the know-nothing doctors' fancy schmancy "medical clearance," nobody's going to be able to stop me. I've already retired Pyrite, ruined the life of Krohnk's Disease, and acquired…
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) gestures distastefully towards Lilly in the corner.]
AWS Man (also known as Bill) – Whatever that is. I didn't know what to freakin' do with her, so I just gave her to Pen. He seems to be having fun with her. Anyhoo, the only viable contender I even have in sight is Priscilla, who's apparently using her rematch clause in a couple weeks. Color me "not very worried," which looks a lot like fuschia, actually. I mean, this chick got freakin' forced to tap out by Pyrite, right before I ended his pathetic career for good. That's just sad. And she's supposed to be a vampire, right? I guess her secret weakness isn't sunlight or garlic, but jobbers. Meanwhile, I put on yet another epic performance in the same match, maybe one of the best of my already freakin' spectacular career. Now Brunhilda thinks she can end my record-breaking reign before it even gets started? Not gonna freakin' happen.
[The Insane One raises his belt high in the air.]
AWS Man (also known as Bill) – Get used to this sight, sports fans. Like it or lump it, you'll be seeing it every week for a long, long time to come.
["Three Point One Four" plays again as AWS Man (also known as Bill) drops the mic and exits the ring, forcing Lilly to once again hold the ropes open for him.]
Jack Gene – As AWS Man said, whether you like it or not, he is our Great Lakes champion once again. I just wonder who the crowd would hate as champion more, him or Druscilla.
Bill Hughes – I don't know, but who really cares what they think? Their match at Graveyard Shift 125 is gonna be awesome, Jack. Either way, we'll have a champion we can be proud of after it.
Jack Gene – If you say so…

Kronin vs Father Nathan
Writer: Hecate ['Ich Will' by Rammstein plays over the PA and a blast of pyro goes off, and the crowd erupts into cheers as Kronin rise from the middle of the entryway. Lilly is noticably absent as is Kronin's guitar, Kronin has his head down looking at the floor as he stops on the entry way and takes a breath before looking up and making his way to the ring.]
Jack Gene - I am not sure I will get used to seeing Kronin without his rocker get up or more importantly Lilly at his side. Funny how you don't realize how big a part of Kronin she was until he was forced to give her up.
Bill Hughes - Well Lilly is in better hands now, Krumpet never took proper care of her and now Pen knows how to treat the a woman. It's for the best this way, trust me. Now that people won't be distracted by that trumpet at ringside or his fake rocker gimmick, they can see just how pathetic Krumpet really is.
Jack Gene - Should I call him over so you can tell him that to his face?
Bill Hughes - No that's OK, he's got a match to focus on, wouldn't want him to be able to use it as an excuse when he loses.
Jack Gene - Sure, right...Kronin is all business tonight, only spending a minimum time with the fans before getting into the ring and he's staring right up at the entryway awaiting his opponent. I am not sure Father Nathan is ready for the Kronin that he will be stepping into the ring with tonight.
[The lights in Arena dim and a Gregorian chant is heard echoing throughout the arena. The voice of Fr. Nathan is heard singing a brief line in Latin. The entrance music then starts as 'Elembivos' by Eluveitie plays over the speakers as Fr. Nathan walks out, his cross strapped to his back, dressed in the black robes of a catholic priest. He pauses a moment and looks around at the crowd,who is cheering for him, smiling as he nods his head to them and raises his hand in a catholic style blessing before he adjusts his dark colored shades, making his way down to the ring, slowly but steadily.]
Jack Gene - Here is Father Nathan, who has seemed unstoppable lately although Kronin may be his biggest test to day. If Father Nathan can get the victory over Kronin, he will take a big step towards proving worthy to step up into the Great Lakes title picture when he's ready.
Bill Hughes - I hate having to call matches like these, I don't care for either of them and best I hope for is to see them beat the ever loving hell out of each other. Kronin's looking like he's in the zone but how much of his mind is really on the match? This might just be the night Father Nathan is able to upset Kronin and walk out of here with a win, I just hope there is a lot of blood spilled before that happens.
Jack Gene - Either way, this is a big match for either of them, a win here by Nathan really increases his stock in the company and Kronin needs to pick up the win to get back in the Great Lakes hunt. Looks like this match is about to start, referee John Law is calling for the bell.
[As the bell rings Father Nathan and Kronin step forward and shake hands briefly before stepping back a moment; then the two men lock up in a collar and elbow tie up with Father Nathan getting the initial advantage as he turns it into a hammer lock but Kronin is able to reverse it into a hammer lock of his own. Father Nathan is able to escape the hammer lock after a few moments and turns it into a hip toss but Kronin lands on his feet and captures Father Nathan with a side head lock. Father Nathan tries to push Kronin off but Kronin digs in and takes Father Nathan down to the mat with a hip toss of his own, keeping the side head lock on. Father Nathan tries to wiggle out but after a few moments changes tactics and rolls Kronin over, going for a quick pin but Kronin kicks back over after the count of one. Father repeats his tactic and once again Kronin kicks himself back over before John Law can get far into the count. Eventually Father Nathan is able to fight back up to one knee and then to his feet, sending Kronin into the ropes but then gets leveled by a running shoulder block from Kronin.]
Jack Gene - Father Nathan surprisingly was matching up well with Kronin in the technical department although he couldn't keep up with Kronin in the end but he's not known to be a strong technical wrestler.
Bill Hughes - Father Nathan still end up on his back by the end of the exchange, just like Kronin did at Party in the Plaza. I've changed my mind, I hope one if these moron's busts the others head in so we won't have to watch them week in and week out.
Jack Gene - Then who would you disrespect and complain about each week? You might have to actually start calling matches without bias then.
Bill Hughes - Good Point, but I still want to see some blood before this match is over.
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Flash Forward // Father Nathan whips Kronin into the ropes, the bigger man shooting off the ropes and leap frogging over Father Nathan's back body drop attempt and hitting the opposite ropes but Father Nathan catches Kronin with a boot to the midsection. Father Nathan then hits the ropes and tries for a running big boot but Kronin steps out of the way, slipping behind Father Nathan and wrapping his arms around Father Nathan's waist before muscling up and over his head with a German Suplex, Kronin keeps his fingers interlocked as he pulls Father Nathan up to his feet and takes the Priest up and over with another German suplex, slamming Father Nathan's head and shoulders into the mat. Kronin still doesn't let go after the second suplex, muscling Father Nathan up to his feet and hits a third German suplex on Father Nathan, finally releasing his hold on the Irish fighter. Kronin wastes no time rolling Father Nathan over onto his back and locking on a camel clutch submission hold, referee John Law moving into position to ask for the submission. Father Nathan shakes his head, struggling to get out of the hold but Kronin seems to have it locked in tight, putting all his weight down on Father Nathan's spine, but Father Nathan is able to squirm an arm free enough to grab the ropes and break up the submission hold.]
Jack Gene - This match has been back and forth from the opening bell, both men going full out to try and wear the other down. Kronin has been focusing on a mix of technical and power moves; while Father Nathan has been giving as good as he's received in the power game, his weaker technical skills have allowed Kronin to gain a slight edge. Kronin's also been quick to pounce on any slight mistake by Father Nathan, like the one that just led to that submission maneuver there.
Bill Hughes - It's called the camel clutch you moron, and yeah Krumpet has gotten the advantage, he's not been the dominant force he's made out to be. Quite the opposite in fact, so far I haven't seen anything from Kronin that would indicate he deserves to be in the same division as the awesomeness that is AWS Man (Also known as Bill).
Jack Gene - Just how much did he pay you to say that? Sheesh can you get any lamer and more blatant in your biased? This match is still far from over, and I think it's been a great hard fought match to this point.
Bill Hughes - And that is why no one listens to your opinions anymore, they are always wrong.
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Flash Forward // Father Nathan stands a few feet away from Kronin and lifts his hands up into a boxing stance, grinning a bit and motioning for Kronin to come on; the bigger German looking at Father Nathan a moment before bringing his hands up into a boxing stance as well. The two men move in closer, circling each other in the middle of the ring for a few moments before Kronin throws a couple of quick jabs which Father Nathan is able to dodge before firing back with a jab of his own that catches Kronin on the cheek. Kronin rubs his cheek a moment and nods to Father Nathan before start trading jabs and other quick strikes, each managing to dodge most of the blows but more than a few land on each man. Kronin manages to hit Father Nathan with a body blow and follows up with a pair of quick jabs, setting up the Rock and Shock combo but Father Nathan ducks out of the way of the next punch and returns fire with a flurry of rapid fire boxing punches and ends it with a massive uppercut that sends Kronin to the mat.]
Jack Gene - Father Nathan and the Fightin' Irish combo ending that little boxing display put on by both men, although Kronin was no slouch in the boxing department, he played into one of Father Nathan's strengths there and stepped out of his comfort zone.
Bill Hughes - Of course it's one of Father Nathan's strengths, he's a bloody Irishman, all they do it drink and brawl.
Jack Gene - Stereotype much there Bill?
Bill Hughes - Of course I don't type, I have a cute blonde that takes dictation for me.
Jack Gene - I rest my case, one thing I have noticed from Kronin all match is how focused he is, not once has he paused to play to the crowd or showboat. He's 100% dedicated to this match and his goal.
Bill Hughes - I give him one maybe two matches before he's back to his old ways, he can't live without hearing the crowd cheering for him and making him feel larger than life.
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Flash Forward // Father Nathan has Kronin in a standing armbar, twisting and applying pressure to the elbow and shoulder and forcing Kronin down to one knee which allows Father Nathan to get even better leverage with the hold. Kronin fights his way back up to his feet, turning into Father Nathan and delivering a big Nash style knee lift to Father Nathan's midsection breaking the hold and stunning Father Nathan momentarily, long enough for Kronin to send Father Nathan to the mat with a belly to belly suplex. Father Nathan grabs at his back and rolls away from Kronin, preventing the bigger man from getting an easy follow up move, but Kronin stalks after Father Nathan. Kronin takes a few shots in the midsection as Father Nathan gets back up to one knee but stops Father Nathan's momentum with a few clubbing blows down across Father Nathan's upper back and shoulder blades. Pulling Father Nathan to his feet, Kronin delivers another huge knee lift to the Irishman, staggering Nathan back to the ropes where Kronin follows and sends Father Nathan sailing across the ring to bounce off the far ropes; as Father Nathan rushes back across the ring, Kronin goes for a bicycle kick but Father Nathan ducks out of the way and attempts to hit Kronin with a Pele kick. Kronin sees the attempt and counters it by stepping back slightly and grabbing the leg, hooking in an ankle lock as Father Nathan lets out a cry of pain from the hold. Nathan though, doesn't waste any time fighting the hold, rolling forward and sending Kronin face first into the turnbuckle.]
Jack Gene - These two just turned it up another notch here in the last few moments, looks like both are wanting to end this fast and what a counter to the Pele kick from Kronin, snapping on the ankle lock.
Bill Hughes - I'll give Nathan credit there, he looked for the quickest way out of the hold and happened to find one that gave him a slight reprieve at the same time, smart move by the man of the cloth. Still think he's a hypocrite though.
Jack Gene - Can't leave well enough alone can you, why can't you just admit this has been a spectacular match between the two and appreciate the show they put on?
Bill Hughes - Cause I would sound just like you then and no one wants to hear one of you, let alone two of you calling matches.
[Kronin quickly shakes off the dazed effect from running head first into the turnbuckle and turns back just in time to catch Father Nathan with a big boot, sending the priest back down to the mat. The big German waits and stalks Father Nathan as the Irishman gets back up to his feet, sending Father Nathan back down again with a quickly snapped off bicycle kick that almost takes Father Nathan's head off. Kronin wastes no time pulling Father Nathan up to one knee and position Father Nathan between his legs as he sets up the Irishman up for the Death by Metal but Father Nathan twists and drops to the mat, bringin his leg up and connecting with a Pele kick that was right on target, staggering Kronin back into the ropes. Kronin stumbles off the ropes right into a waiting Father Nathan who lifts Kronin up onto his shoulders and looks to be setting up for the Price of Sin but Kronin wiggles too much for Father Nathan to position Kronin fully so Nathan adjusts in mid move, spinning around fully and dropping Kronin to the mat head first with a Death Valley Driver. Father Nathan quickly hooks a leg and covers Kronin, referee John Law sliding into position and making the count ...1...2...3!]
Wayne Inkster - The winner of this match, via pinfall...Father Nathan!!!
Jack Gene - Unbelievable, Father Nathan countered the Death by Metal with a Pele kick that was right on target, leading to him being able to hit that Death Valley Driver and enabled him to pick up a huge win, perhaps the biggest of his career so far.
Bill Hughes - Kronin had scouted the Price of Sin well enough to know how to keep Father Nathan from hitting it, but Father Nathan showed he was more than a one trick pony there by adjusting mid move and stunning Kronin and the arena with that victory.
[Father Nathan offers his hand to Kronin, helping the bigger man to his feet and shaking his hand before turning to the fans and lifting Kronin's arm up as the crowd cheers loudly for the great match they just got to witness.]

Kronin Has Something to Say
[After the match ends, Kronin grabs a mic and paces around the ring.]
Kronin - Alright. You know... I try to avoid politics.. it poisons everything and just pisses everyone off and drags the product down, but since Saulty Balls McGee is already pissing all over WMW and making our company name about as worthless as Jordan Keyser's Oil Company will be after the Gulf Spill, and because a certain Greek Sister of mine isn't even being allowed in the God Damned building ADDED to the added BS of trying to erase the name of a woman who is one of the best damn wrestlers I've faced off against from the history book...I have to say something...
[Kronin paces around the ring, in a fury.]
Kronin - Saulty... you've got a pissed off German on your hands, cause I never thought I'd agree with Umbrage on something but damn if the drunken old bastard isn't dead on when he calls you out on pissing all over WMW and I HAVE HAD ENOUGH! Brad Johnson... The next time you feel the need to have a face to face with Sault St. Sucks.. give me a buzz... Those goombas of his try to get in your face... heh, well I got me plenty of Death by Metals and Metal Meltdowns to go around.. So, what I'm saying here is... add me to your list of allies. You ain't just got Hecate on your side, you have THE best technical wrestler in WMW on your side as well..
[Kronin clenches the mic in his tightly as he glares towards the back.]
Kronin - And as for you, AWS Man.. I find myself lamenting the fact that I don't have a sarlacc pit to toss you in, so I guess I'm going to have settle for beating you so bad that paintball mask really will be your face... because I'm going to beat that damned thing into your SKULL!
[Kronin spikes the mic down onto the mat and rolls out of the ring, heading to the back.]
Bill Hughes - Umm.. holy crap.. I might actually have to cheer for Kronin, but only when he goes against Sault St. Marie...
Jack Gene - Don't worry.. I won't tell anyone you're a secret Kronin fan.
Bill Hughes - Thanks, I- HEY!
Jack Gene - Heh, heh. Priceless.
[The scene fades.]