Thirty Minutes Before Showtime
The doors to the Carnage Arena have just opened and the Legion is lined up at the doors, tickets or money in hand, ready to see what the first edition of Chaos! Live on the OWF Network has in store for them!

 

However, standing to the side of the excited crowd, is a group of much less excited people, all holding signs in some sort of protest, or demonstration.  The signs say things like ‘Bring Virus Back’ and ‘CW is nothing without Rush’, and the people holding these signs look eerily similar to those particular wrestlers.  

 

A lot of the fans just sidestep these people, ignoring them in order to get into the Arena, however some of them are seen arguing with these people.  That is until a mountain of a man steps through the crowd, shrouded in a hooded sweatshirt in the eighty degree heat with a barbed wire wrapped baseball bat on his shoulder, and confronts these protesters.

 

??: What do we have here?

 

The man puts a cigarette up to his mouth, and moves closer to the demonstrators, blowing smoke in their faces.   One of the fans that was arguing with them turns around and looks at the man under the hood and is in awe of who is standing so close to him.

 

Fan: HOLY SHIT!  IT'S TWEEDER!

 

The man pulls the hood off of his head to reveal himself.  

 

Tweeder

 

Tweeder: Aye. Way to blow my cover, Muppet.  Get out of here.

 

He moves past the awestruck fan who runs eagerly back to the buzzing crowd, now stopped and watching Tweeder - obviously interested to see what he's going to do to these people.  Tweeder steps in even closer to the people trying to ruin Chaos for everyone with their presence.

 

Tweeder: Now, what are you doing here?

 

He says to these people, looking them over with a smirk on his face as he lets his barbed wired wrapped baseball bat drag the ground beside him.  One of the men moved forward and confronts Tweeder, a woman by his side.

 

??: Get outta here or I'll eviscerate you!

 

Tweeder: Leon ‘The Virus’ Roberts.  Wish I could say it's nice to see you.  Thought we'd never see your face around here again.

 

The man, apparently former CW superstar The Virus shakes his head and points his finger into Tweeders chest.  

 

The Virus: Carnage Wrestling is nothing without me!  Without the rest of us! Right?

 

The rest of the group steps up behind Virus and Tweeder nods as he recognizes these people one by one as fellow former CW superstars.

 

Tweeder: Lacy, nice to see you… Time has not treated you well.  

 

The woman standing beside The Virus lunges for Tweeder, and he quickly sidesteps her, causing her to lose her balance.   She falls to the ground, and before anyone can help her back to her feet, she's out cold due to a massive punt kick from the Ultraviolent Icon!

 

TWEEEEEEDER!!

 

The crowd begins chanting his name as they gather around the ass beating that Tweeder is laying down! Two more CW alumni, namely Tyler Rollins and Quentin Sharpe grab Tweeders arms, trying to bring him down, but to no avail as he grabs them both by the backs of their heads and lays them out cold by smashing their pea brains together!  

 

Tweeder: I'm not sure why you assholes picked now to show up… maybe it's this new TV deal everyone is talking about… but you weren't important back then, and you're not important now!

 

Zane Rush, yes, the same Zane Rush that Tweeder put into the hospital at Underground Reborn, rushes at Tweeder and is met with a DEVASTATING RUCK OVER (Twist of Fate) onto the pavement!  The fans that have gathered around begin cheering as Rush begins bleeding all over the parking lot!  Tweeder rises back to his feet, coming face to face once again with The Virus, whose face is reddened with anger.  He begins screaming at Tweeder who wraps his hand around Virus’ throat and speaks directly into his face.

 

Tweeder: You have no right to be here, let alone tell anyone inside this building that YOU deserve to be here.  You never won any Championships.  You never did anything that meant anything in Carnage.  If you ever…

 

He gets even closer, and the intensity between the two rises exponentially.

 

Tweeder: EVER show your face around here again…

 

He stops and looks around him and the carnage around him, then looks back into Virus’ eyes with a smirk.

 

Tweeder: Well, you see what’ll happen.

 

With that he shoves Virus into the cinderblock wall and walks away, as the crowd cheers and some of them scream at the attention grabbers to go away!  

 

 

 


19th Edition - May 30th, 2016
The Carnage Arena - Baltimore, Maryland
Tonight's Attendance: 1592

 

Exclusively on the

 

 

 

Monday Night Chaos LIVE! (19) Ringside Staff

 

Commentators Ring Announcer Time Keeper
Johnny Vegas Ray Payne Terra Skye Matt Wylde Boy

 

Senior Referee Referees
White Rey Ref Jeff Silent Cal Ed Hawkersby

 

 

 

“Uprising” by Muse begins blaring from the PA system as the live shot begins high above the packed Carnage Arena, taking in every angle of this new and improved arena, decked out in orange and red for tonight's show!  The camera pans around the arena, watching as the Legion fills each and every seat!!  The crowd cheers as the lights dim slightly, indicating that showtime is close!

 

Already in their spots and ready to start this evening off are our ring announcer, Matt Wylde, our timekeeper, Boy and the GREATEST announce team in the history of pro wrestling…. Terra Skye, Johnny Vegas, and Ray Payne!  

 

The feed switches to a view of Terra, Johnny and Ray who are all smiling happily for the camera!  

 

Terra Skye: Good Evening everyone and Welcome to the nineteenth edition of Chaos LIVE - Coming straight to you from the Carnage Arena in beautiful Baltimore, Maryland!  

 

Ray Payne: Danks tah da Oh-Dubbayah-Effff Networkz, yo!  

 

Johnny Vegas: I am the Hardcore Gambler, Johnny Vegas and I should be the lead commenta-

 

Ray Payne: I iz Ray Paynez Yo!

 

Johnny Vegas: HEY!

 

Terra Skye: And I'm Terra Skye. We hope you're all ready for some amazing action tonight!  

 

Johnny Vegas: Interrupting people is fucking RUDE.

 

Ray Payne: I is sorries, Johnnie. I wuz excitedz y-

 

Johnny Vegas: See? How does it feel?!

 

Terra Skye: Johnny! Leave Ray alone.  Anyway, we've got quite a bit planned for you all tonight!  

 

Ray Payne: Beforah we gets tah da line ups fur tonight, yo… did yah heah whut happenedz befure da show yo?

 

Terra Skye: No, I didn't.

 

Johnny Vegas: Hahahahaha!  That motherfucker Tweeder took out like five people right outside the front doors!  

 

Ray Payne: Yah, yo.. it wuz Mistah Rush an bunches of odah formah Seee-Dubbayah wrestlahs yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: It was great.

 

Terra Skye: Kyra is not going to be happy when she hears about this.  It's bad enough Ojeda and Altus are attacking civilians.. but now one of the CW legends?  

 

Johnny Vegas: Yeah, whatever.  They were former wrestlers in CW.  It was hilarious.

 

Terra Skye: I-

 

Ray Payne: Maybez we shuld talkz about da show now, yo?

 

Johnny Vegas: Great idea Ray! Before Terra throws a hissy fit.  Looks like we've got Melody Lennox going up against Gary Altus in the Co-Main Event.

 

Terra Skye: Ugh.. and Matt Stone is going up against the other half of the Shovel Headed Kill Machine in John Ojeda.  

 

Ray Payne: Its da Championship Lotteriez yo!

 

Terra Skye: That's right, Ray.  You almost had it.  It’s the Championship Roulette.  You see,  If both Ojeda and Altus win their respective matches, they each get a shot at the singles championship of their choosing. And if both Melody and Stone win, they get to team up to try to take those tag belts off of SHKM.

 

Johnny Vegas: I don't know about Mellie, but I do know Stone has got this under control.

 

Ray Payne: It lookz like Miss Dazi an Miss Marisol iz teamins up againstz Mistah Nathan Cristionz an Miss Maggie, yo.

 

Terra Skye: That should be an interesting one, Ray.  Especially since the winner of that match gets a shot at the tag champs.

 

Johnny Vegas:  It definitely seems like Kyra doesn't want those belts on SHKM.  Can't blame her.

 

Ray Payne: Dem iz meanie headz, yo.  I hopes Miss Dazi an Miss Marisol can pull it outs yo.

 

Johnny Vegas:  I don't know about you two, but I'm looking forward to watching SynnStarr knock Mister Sandtown down a couple pegs.   

 

Terra Skye: You would.

 

Ray Payne: We iz also supposed tah be hearin from Mistah Jackson tonites yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Wait… you didn't hear?

 

Ray Payne: Whut?

 

Johnny Vegas: He's over in the UK.. he's not showing up here tonight.

 

Ray Payne: Oh.. yo.

 

Terra Skye: Well I-

 

A heavy guitar riff begins to play, hyping up the audience as the show comes to life. A few spotlights, small flickers of red and pastel blue, begin to light up the audience as "This Will Be The Day" begins to play over the loudspeakers.

 

Terra Skye: We'll discuss this later, I think we're going to be hearing from someone else right here, first thing tonight!

 

 

 

Ringside: The Champ is HERE!!!!
Stepping out onto the stage is Melody Lennox - the petite pixie of CW, in a self-promotional shirt over her shorts. She shuddered away a little at the spotlight, a meek smile on her face. Secured around her waist is the Carnage World Championship. Skipping forward, she gave her multi-colored hair a toss from side to side, swaying with her bouncy movements. A hand went out to one side, then the other, collecting high fives from fans.

 

Matt Wylde: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time... CW World Champion: MELODY... LENNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOXXXX!

 

Melody Lennox

 

She blushed slightly at the introduction, she gently pulled her hand back and folded both arms behind her back. Flushed face, she climbed up the stairs to enter the ring, undoing the furl in her arms and ascending the turnbuckles from the outside. Posing on the post, she then took hold of the top ropes and slowly descended down onto the canvas. Meekly backing into the corner, she gently fiddled with some of her hair as her music faded. Undoing the snaps on her title, she places it over her shoulder and takes hold of a microphone with a sweet smile and nod. Lifting the microphone to her lips, she has to lower it and blush at the Carnage Legion's chants.

 

YOU DESERVE IT! YOU DESERVE IT!

 

Flushed in the face, she lowered her head and drew her leg in a small circle. She can only respond by raising the title high in the air, drawing an even bigger ovation and more color to her face. Picking the mic back up to her lips, she lowered the belt back down onto her shoulder.

 

Melody Lennox: Gosh... thank you so much!

 

She beamed, hugging her belt close to herself, even nuzzling the plate.

 

Melody Lennox: It's been a long, hard road to get here... and I, well, I couldn't think of anything else more fitting than to come out here and tell you all just how proud I am, and how humbling it is, to stand before you all as the Carnage World Champion!

 

Melody smiled sweetly, turning her attention to the title. Mouthing "I love you" she sighed contentedly, giving the plate a quick peck and blushing afterwards.

 

Melody Lennox: This has been the culmination of everything I have ever worked for in my career. And I am so pleased to be here. I am so pleased to be exclusively contracted to Carnage Wrestling... a-and well, I'm certain it's only going to get more and more difficult from here. But, I want you all to know, that I'm going to rise to the occasion... and I'm going to do my absolute best to be a champion that you can be proud of! And Jackson... I'm certain you're watching, o-or at least well, I HOPE you are... I'll be waiting for you. The moment you want a shot at reclaiming this championship, I'll be waiting for you.

 

Lennox gently brushed a few fingers through her blonde, red, and black hair, tucking it behind her ear to reveal her red cheeks. It was only too clear that she hadn't ever foreseen herself in this position.

 

Melody Lennox: With that being said... I vow to do what it takes to be great. For me... f-for all of you. For everyone who believed in me... who congratulated me... who cheered for me, and who motivated me. Tonight, it begins with Mr. Gary Atlus... so... please sit back, relax, and thank you for tuning in to give me a chance. Good luck, Gary. It should be an instant classic.

 

Melody nodded her head, hugging her belt close. She approached the ropes and bent through, dropping from the apron to the ground. Steadily retreating up the ramp, she grinned and extended a hand to the crowd.

 

Terra Skye: That belt looks good on her!

 

Johnny Vegas: It's nearly as big as she is!

 

Ray Payne:  It's not da size of da belt, Johnnie. It's how yah earnz it, yo.  An Miss Mellie earneded dat belt.

 

 

 

Match One: Lucas Silva Vs. SynnStarr Saint

Terra Skye: Wow, Ray. That statement was actually kind of… profound.

 

Ray Payne: Thankz yah Miss Terra.

 

Johnny Vegas: Please, Terra.. don't let him think that he's smarter than he is.  You're only going to hurt him more in the end.

 

Both Terra and Ray give Johnny dirty looks as Matt Wylde steps into the center of the ring, microphone in hand.  The crowd continues cheering as they're ready to get the first match underway!

 

Matt Wylde: Hello Baltimore!  Welcome to CHAOS LIIVVVEEEEE!  How are we doing tonight, LEGION?!

 

The crowd roars in reponse.

 

Matt Wylde: That's what I like to hear!  This first match is scheduled for ONE FALL and is an Ultraviolent match!  The winner gets a shot at the ULTRAVIOLENT CHAMPIONSHIPPPP!

 

Johnny Vegas: Wait, what?

 

Terra Skye: Apparently, as I was just told over my nice ass headset…

 

Johnny Vegas: *Grumbles* Bitch.

 

Ray Payne: Blesseses yah, Johnnie.

 

Terra Skye: Neither Cecily Bell or Charity Jones decided to show up tonight.

 

Ray Payne: Wow, yo.  But whut aboutz da B-More cities championship yo?  Miss Cecily tooked it at UndahGrowndz.

 

Johnny Vegas: Robbie Future is here tonight, ready to finally have his belt back.  I heard backstage that Bell sent the belt back last week, but she had defiled it.  Kyra had to get a new one made, but the rightful champion now has his title belt.

 

Terra Skye: He might have his belt, but he's not going to have a number one contender tonight.  What a disappointment.  

 

The lights in the arena dim as “Odyssey 2001” begins playing through the arena.  The crowd starts booing as a single spotlight comes on over the stage and the curtain parts.  SynnStarr Saint walks out and into the spotlight, wearing a red robe adorned with gold glitter, and her name ‘SynnStarr Saint’ written in fancy letters across the back.

 

SynnStarr Saint

 

Matt Wylde: First to the ring, standing tall at six feet two inches and weighing in at two hundred pounds… She is SYNNNSTARRR SAINTTTTT!

 

Terra Skye: SynnStarr’s record here in Carnage doesn't truly reflect the kind of competitor that she is.

 

Johnny Vegas: What? That she doesn't really care about the wins and losses?  That she just enjoys hurting people?

 

Synn turns a bit, and then begins walking down the ramp towards the ring.  The spotlight follows her the entire way down to ringside.  She walks up the steel steps and climbs into the ring via the second rope. Once in the center of the ring, she stands with her arms extended, soaking in the reaction of the Legion as a single rose burns on the big screen and pyrotechnics go off.  The lights return to their regular level, the music fades out and Synn moves across the ring to await her opponent.  

 

The PA system begins hammering out the upbeat punk rock melody of 'Reckless and the Brave' by local Baltimore band, All Time Low, and the curtains part giving way for the Sandtown Kid.  The Kid explodes through in a burst of energy, bouncing on the balls of his feet as he pauses briefly on the stage.  

 

The Sandtown Kid

 

Matt Wylde: And her opponent, standing in at five foot eleven inches and weighing one hundred and eighty five pounds… He is Lucas Silva… THE SANDTOWN KIDDDDD!!!

 

Making his way down the ramp, the Kid extended his arms out wide and slapped hands with crowd while he walked.  As the medley of music transitions into the chorus of 'Do It For Baltimore', the Sandtown Kid reaches ringside, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope and springing back to his feet, catching a microphone out of the air that is thrown before he even requests it.

 

Sandtown Kid:  Hello, Baltimore!

 

The crowd cheers.  The Sandtown Kid grins, pacing around in a wide circle around the ring while he speaks.

 

Sandtown Kid:  I got something I got to get off my chest.  Something been rubbing me the wrong way for the past month.

 

The crowd dies down, a hush falling over the audience as the Kid addresses them, bouncing from one foot to the other, looking anxious and full of energy, as his opponent watches him from the far corner, her arms crossed and her expression blank.

 

Sandtown Kid:  Now all them folks out in TV-land don't know what it's like here in Baltimore, but round here, we do things right.  We bust our asses, and anything we got we earned.  That's the Baltimore way.

 

Cheers again.  The Kid smirks, nodding in agreement.

 

Sandtown Kid:  I look around at the Carnage Arena, at all the hard work and sweat that went into this place, and I say.. this is our Home.

 

The Kid hesitates for a moment while the crowd chimes in in agreement.

 

Sandtown Kid:  So when some jackass comes in from out of town, and tries to tear down everything we've worked for, I think I speak for all of us when I say:  my house, my rules!

 

The crowd roars.  The Kid jumps in in the midst of the noise, bellowing out over the crowd.

 

Sandtown Kid:  We lived through the riots!  We lived through the fires!  We don't back down from anything.  So I think it's time I put some people on notice.  I don't care if your name is Dazi or SynnStarr or Shovel Headed Woman-Beaters!  From here on out, you keep it in the ring, or there are going to be consequences.  Now if you'll excuse me, there's some cheating skank with a chair that I need to personally welcome to Sandtown!

 

Johnny Vegas: This little bastard just rubs me the wrong way.  

 

Terra Skye: Why? Because he's going to end up being a legend in this place?  Or because he never got you your drink?

 

Ray Payne: Prolly cuz of da drink Miss Terra.  Comes on Johnnie.  He iz tryin tah do whuts rite by Seee-Dubbayah, yo.  

 

Johnny Vegas: And he's going to get his ass beat.  Come on you big bitch you!  End this little Twerp!

 

SynnStarr smiles and shakes her head as the two approach each other in the center of the ring.  Referee Ed Hawkersby steps between them, keeping them separated until the match is officially underway.  Once Hawkersby is satisfied that both competitors are ready, he turns to Boy and signals for the bell!

 

DING DING!!

 

The match opens up with the two circling each other in the ring. Saint and STK tie up and STK just barely overpowers Saint and pushes her back into the corner. As he does, Saint twists and reverses and shoves Silva into the corner. She starts to unload with a series of chops that keep STK in the corner. She starts to rifle off elbows to the jaw that pushes STK down. STK slumps down in the corner. Saint takes off and comes running at STK for a boot wash, but STK moves out of the way and gets back to his feet quickly. Saint turns around and gets rocked with a big right hand that knocks her between the ropes. STK jumps up on the top turnbuckle, springboards over, catches Saints head, and drops her down on the apron with a DDT, landing on the outside.

 

Terra Skye: A lot of fast paced action from these two to start this one off.  Saint comes into this match knowing that Silva is still new to this scene, and she'll use that fact to her advantage.

 

Johnny Vegas: Kid hasn't lost a match yet. Must be doing something right… little bastard.  

 

Ray Payne: Dat iz nots nice, Johnnie. Mistah Soundtown didntz does nuffin tah yah, yo. He iz a guud kid. Yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Good at being a little dickweed.

 

The crowd goes nuts as Saint lands on the outside and STK picks her up. STK whips Saint down the aisle. Saint hits the guard railing and rests against it. STK charges at her, but Saint ducks down and hits STK with a back body drop that sends him sailing over the guard railing and crashing through the first couple rows of chairs. Saint hops the guard railing and grabs a chair as she goes. STK tries to get up, and Saint wallops STK in the head with the chair. STK stumbles away and back towards the merchandise tables. As he steadies himself on the table, he gives up his back and Saint cracks him square in the back with the chair. STK bunches up and goes down to his knees from the shot. Saint opens up the chair and sets it up behind her. STK gets up and walks right into a boot to the gut. Saint hooks STK's arm over her neck and scoops him up, driving him down through the open chair with a nasty suplex.

 

Terra Skye: Ouch! These two are really laying into one another here. It's kind of nice to see two competitors going at it in a legitimate hardcore style match, no over the top brutality, no--

 

Johnny Vegas: Please, Shut up. These two are just getting started as far as I'm concerned, Terra. I mean look at all the shit they were doing with that chair! Can you imagine if they get some more imaginative weapons?!

 

Ray Payne: Dey iz fightins fur a shot at Mistah Stone an hiz Ultrviolet champions, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Which neither of them will EVER pry from his strong, masculine hands.

 

Terra Skye: You are so gay for him, I'm telling you. I wonder what SynnStarr is going to do now that she's got the distinct advantage now, over Silva after that vicious looking suplex.

 

Saint goes to pick up STK after a long twenty seconds, but STK fights back with nasty punches to the gut. STK nails saint with a big forearm that stuns her. Saint grabs STK and rifles off a forearm. STK eats it and fires back one of his own. Saint returns the forearm and STK soaks it up. STK winds back and cracks Saint with a big forearm. Saint winds back, but STK blocks this forearm. STK rifles off three more forearms and then grabs Saint and whips her towards the front door. Saint smashes through the glass and into the area to buy tickets. STK follows her out and picks her up. STK grabs Saint and hits her with a big punch that leaves Saint stumbling back towards the doors. She pushes them back open and rumbles back into the arena. STK follows her in, but is stopped short by a back elbow. Saint grabs a t-shirt off the merchandise table and loops it over STK's neck as he stumbles away. Saint starts to choke STK.

 

Johnny Vegas: Looks like there's already collateral damage done to the new arena. Kyra isn't going to be happy... but then again, that's to be expected. I'm just surprised that it wasn't because of something the Shovel Headed Asswipes did.

 

Ray Payne: Well... I thinkz dat dey shuld not be usin da merchies or goin intah da ticket areaz, yo. Dat iz not guud fur busyness.

 

Terra Skye: Ray, I honestly don't think they're taking note of where they should and shouldn't be as they're FIGHTING for a chance at the UV title!!!

 

Johnny Vegas: CHOKE HIM!! CHOKE HIS LITTLE DRINK FORGETTING ASS OUT!!!

 

Terra Skye: Jesus Christ! You are the most ridiculous human being on the face of this earth, Johnny.

 

STK struggles out of the choke with a series of elbows to the gut. Saint lets go of the towel and STK steps over and hits her with a quick hip toss on the concrete floor. Saint arches up in agony as STK grabs a chair out from behind the ticket taker. STK sees Saint getting up and throws the chair at her, wrapping it around her head. The chair hits Saint and hangs around her neck. STK takes a couple of steps back as Saint is kneeling with the chair around her head. As Saint stands up STK takes off running and nails her and the chair with a forearm that topples her. Saint falls face first into the concrete. STK picks her up and grabs her by the hair. He drags her towards the crowd and gets a running start and then whips her into a bank of chairs towards the ring.

 

Terra Skye: I'll tell you, Silva is improving at an exponential rate here in Carnage Wrestling. You give him another few months, and I really do feel he'll be up there with the likes of Lennox and Stone.

 

Ray Payne: If he winz dis match, yo... He'z be up dere wif Mistah Stone lotz soonah den dat, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Technically Not, you dumb bastard. The next CW pay per view isn't until July. So whoever wins this match, gets Matt Stone at Ascension in July.

 

Terra Skye: Ascension. I remember the last Ascension. That's going to be fun.

 

Saint gets to her feet as STK comes in and she grabs a chair. Saint swings for the fences and puts STK down with one shot that echos throughout the building. Saint steps back over the guard railing and digs under the ring. Saint pulls out a barbed wire board and slides it into the ring. The crowd gets a quiet buzz as things just got interesting for the Legion. STK gets up from his place on the floor, his head split open from the chair shot. Blood is pouring down his face as he climbs back over the guard railing. STK slides back into ring to find Saint, setting up the barbed wire board in the corner. STK motions for Saint to turn around and when she does, Silva nails her with a huge right hand. STK charges, but Saint sets up a belly to belly. Saint goes to lift, but STK reverses and gets the go behind. STK hoists Saint up and hits her with a german suplex through the barbed wire board. STK yanks her out of the barbed wire and goes for a pin.

 

 

ONE!!!

 

 

TWO!!!

 

 

Saint kicks out!!!!

 

Johnny Vegas: SynnStarr Saint is a woman who can take a God damned beating, I'll tell you that right now. Not only is she a BIG Bitch... literally and figuratively, but she can take some blows.

 

Terra Skye: You're right about that, Johnny. As much as I disagree with her flagrant disregard for anything but herself, She is one helluva competitor.

 

Ray Payne: I jus knowz dat she iz biggah den Mistah Soundstone.

 

Johnny Vegas: SoundStone? First he was Soundtown, now he's soundstone? Are you getting stupider?

 

Ray Payne: Alwayz.

 

STK gets up frustrated that the German didn't finish off Saint. Saint gets up as STK looks at the referee bewildered. Saint gets up slowly and STK gets up and turns around. Saint rifles off a kick to the groin that puts STK down on the mat. Saint drag the barbed wire board to the center of the ring and drops it there. STK gets up slowly and Saint grabs him, stuffing him between her legs. Saint picks up STK an hits him with the 'That's Synntastic'. It takes several very long seconds for Saint to get untangled from the barbed wire and make the cover.

 

 

ONE!!!

 

 

TWO!!!

 

 

STK KICKS OUT!!!

 

Terra Skye: That was a beautiful packaged piledriver from SynnStarr, but Sandtown Kid kicks out at two and a half!

 

Ray Payne: Whut a grate matches tah started da show out wif, yo. I mean, I iz sures dat Miss Charities an Miss Cecilies wuld has hadz a guud matches too if dey showeded up to da show, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Fuck those cunts. They're assholes anyway. How do you get booked for a show in which you could get a shot at the Baltimore City Championship, and then NOT show up?!

 

Terra Skye: Looks like something is brewing in the ring!

 

Saint gets out of the barbed wire and picks up STK. Saint whips him into the corner. Saint follows him in and hits him with a big clothesline. Saint picks up STK and sits him on the top rope. Saint hits STK with a couple of forearms and the starts to climb up to the top rope. Saint tries to hook STK for a hurricanrana, but STK counters and rolls her into a Samoan Drop from the top rope. They both land in the barbed wire, and STK rolls over, going for the pin once again!!!

 

 

ONE!!!

 

 

TWO!!!

 

 

THREE!!!

 

DING DING DING!!!!

 

The Sandtown Kid rolls off of SynnStarr and stands up, as his music begins playing over the PA system. The crowd is cheering their hearts out for their hometown guy as he walks around the ring, trying to wipe some of the dried blood off of his face.

 

Terra Skye: Sandtown Kid, Lucas Silva with another impressive victory here. This kid is going places.

 

Johnny Vegas: Yeah...

 

Ray Payne: Whutz da mattah Johnnie?

 

Johnny Vegas: Nothing. Nothing damnit. I just don't like this guy. That's all.

 

Matt Wylde: And your winner, earning a future shot at the Ultraviolent Title..... Lucas Silva, THE SANDTOWNNN KIDDDDDD!!!!!!!

 

Silva pumps his fists in the air, as SynnStarr rolls out of the ring, and hobbles to the back, ignoring any reaction from the fans. Silva watches her leave, and then turns his attention back to the cheering Legion with a giant smile on his face!!!

 

Terra Skye: As we let the crew clean up the mess that was left by this match, I'm hearing that we're headed backstage!

 

Johnny Vegas: It's not really fair that you're the only one that knows these things.

 

Terra Skye: Well... Johnny. I'm the most trustworthy, and I'm the most dependable. You cannot be trusted with this headset, whereas Ray... Well, Ray..

 

Ray Payne: It'z okies, yo. I know dat I cannotz handles da responsibilities of havin sumthin like dat, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Damn straight, you stupid fucker.

 

Terra Skye: Thank you for saying it, I didn't want to call you stupid, Ray.. but if the shoe fits...

 

Ray Payne: Buyz it in Every colah!!!

 

Terra Skye: Ugh... Anyway... Lets head backstage before the next match!!!

 

 

 

Backstage: A Chance Meeting – A Look to the Future?
We are brought to a live shot of the backstage area to the newly renovated Carnage Arena in Baltimore, Maryland. As the camera pans back across the long hallway, various workers from the numerous departments within the entity known as CW are seen moving about like busy worker ants. The recent infusion of monies and popularity from the OWF network can be seen in full swing as the hype from Underground: Survival is still buzzing across the atmosphere within the arena.

 

Out of the corner of the camera’s view, we see the exterior door that leads into the newly constructed Private Locker Room for the Carnage Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion, Melody Lennox. As the view continues to pan backwards, one of the CW Tag Team Championship belts is seen draped over one of the broad shoulders belonging to Gary Altus. The man is leaning against the adjacent wall to the door while staring intently on the placard that indicates the current tenant to the locker room. A chuckle cascades across the pale, chapped lips of the man as he pushes away from the wall and comes to stand in the middle of the hallway once more. It was obvious that the man had something on his mind, and it most likely was regarding the new Carnage Wrestling World Champion, someone who was also his opponent on this very night.

 

Gary Altus

 

The numerous officials and employees moving through the hallway all seem to part ways around Altus as if there is some type of mystical, magical barrier around the man. The truth is that most of the employees are either intimidated by the man or simply trying not to get their face turned into an omelet. As the man pushes down the hallway, he adjusts the Tag Championship that is draped over his shoulder. There was still time and plenty of a card to go before he squared off with Melody Lennox in a non-title bout. The stipulations surrounding both his and Ojeda’s matches tonight were certainly interesting. He would get the chance to claim a shot at any piece of gold in the company whenever he wanted – that notion alone had the man chomping at the bit to get into the ring with Melody Lennox. He couldn’t wait to show this company what real talent and real champions were.

 

Coming out of his temporary daze, Altus comes to an abrupt stop as he notices Greg Ace and a cameraman off in the distance interviewing Silent Cal and Ref Jeff for a segment to be shown at a later time. Sensing an opportunity to break balls, a shit-eating grin forms across the face of Altus as he makes a beeline for the four men at the other end of the hall. In his haste, Altus doesn’t notice the person directly in his way as his shoulder rams into the shoulder of said person. Immediately a look of frustration comes across Gary’s face before the man realizes that the man who ran into him is none other than the CW legend known as Tweeder. Turning his head a bit sideways while adjusting the strap of his belt across his shoulder, the man chuckles as that shit-eating grin once more comes over his face.

 

Tweeder

 

Gary Altus: The legend known as Tweeder. I heard from a bird that you were in the building tonight. There have been some rumblies that you’re going to make a return to Carnage Wrestling. I certainly wouldn’t mind one more person who doesn’t give a shit about what people think about him or the things he does in and outside of the ring.

 

Tweeder: Well, mate, you heard correctly about me being in the building. By the way, how did you like the keg I left for you and Wrath? I had a hunch that ya'll were going to win the tag team titles. Now it wasn't my choice of drink, but Wrath's so if it tasted like horse piss, blame him. As far as returning, still a wait and see moment. Causing a bit of Anarchy 1399 is my style. Now what are the details on this OWF thing everything keeps going on about? Is it another one of those 'Join us as we unite all wrestling promotions and equality unless you do something that offends us' deals?

 

Listening to Tweeder quietly, Altus had sensed that the individual had a similar frame of mind to the likes of him and Wrath. Wrath had also vouched for Tweeder, mentioning that the two of them had worked together in previous feds. Standing up straight and shifting the weight of the gold from his right to left shoulder, Altus draws a breath and gathers his thoughts while glancing to the ceiling before bringing his attention back to Tweeder.

 

Gary Altus: And here I thought the entire roster in this company hated the two of us. I appreciate the beer, although next time I think we’ll throw in some handles of vodka and whiskey – it’s only a matter of time before more gold comes our way. This whole OWF thing has smelled funny to me from the start. Sure, Management isn’t complaining.

 

Gary pauses briefly and brings up his left hand, rubbing his thumb along with his index and middle finger together – the universal sign for money. He then turns those fingers into the Bird and flips it to the camera before looking back to Tweeder.

 

Gary Altus: Screw the publicity or the monies, this OWF deal just means more layers of red tape and people standing in the way of guys like you, me and Ojeda getting what we deserves for killing ourselves in a thankless industry. Kyra John…..eeerrr, Mohr, is selling this as nothing more than a TV deal and nice check that paid for the renovations to the arena. Who’s accountable for all that money? Who’s telling Kyra how to spend it, or is it simply her blind will and we all have to bend down to it? I for one felt this company could stand on its own and be successful before the arrival of the OWF, but that makes me a dick and an asshole for thinking that way instead of just bending over and taking the dick up my ass like the happy little incompetent employee I’m supposed to be.

 

Tweeder laughs and then brings his left hand up towards his lips, rubbing his flesh while thinking of an appropriate response.

 

Tweeder: You mean whisky? You need to try the European lagers. Fantastic stuff. Yeah, Wrath and I have worked together in a few places. We had our fair share of dealing with muppets as owners. OWF is going to have to learn this place is called Carnage for a reason. Kyra whatever her last name is now - should know a few things about shady business deals. I mean Dr. Winn was sending people to the animal clinic instead of a hospital. His bad management is what caused this place to go under in the first place. Kyra should also know it is guys like us who test the newbies to make sure they know what they are getting themselves into.

 

Tweeder draws a breath and takes a moment to compose his continuous thoughts. It’s obvious that the Carnage veteran has a lot on his mind and strong opinions about the recent path Management has been taking with Carnage Wrestling.

 

Tweeder: The last thing she wants is the place to be filled with Zane Rushes, Tyler Rollins’, Quentin Sharpes, and the list goes on. She needs people like us to do the things that would normally bring lawsuits thanks to everything being politically correct. Someone tries to sue Carnage or OWF for violence in the workplace? Their contract says violence will be used. Now if they just fired them, they would lose the lawsuit because the person said they were fired because of some lame reason. So yeah, don't be like the ones who are afraid to speak up their mind. Maybe I will need to start buying stock to make sure the place I built doesn't go down the drain...again.

 

Gary Altus smirks as he looks to a clock upon an adjacent wall in the hallway before returning his attention to Tweeder.

 

Gary Altus: I had a nice lager in Germany one time, but I remember the women more than anything. While Ojeda and I have never been ones to rely on others to do our dirty work, it’s good to know that there is someone in the back with a history involving the company that sees what’s really going on around here. How much longer before the OWF wants to consolidate their power? How much longer before we become OWF Presents: a Carnage Wrestling production? That just leaves a sour taste in my mouth, and I’m not going to let that happen to this company. This place reminds me a lot of back home, and there’s a potential to put this company on the map through our own brand of violence – not hand me outs and bills slipped into back pockets. I’m going to mention something in passing to Ojeda before my match, but I think having you around could only be beneficial to our cause. It never hurts to have an ally, especially someone versed in the type of violence that has been pissing Kyra John….errr, Mohr off since she signed the two of us to this company. Regardless of all that…I got some shit to take care of before my match. Hope to see you around these parts more often, Tweeder.

 

Tweeder nods, pushing away from the wall he had been leaning against as he unfurls his arms and looks directly at Gary.

 

Tweeder: You clearly haven't seen the Scottish lassies. Think of them like Spartan women. Great looking, but aren't afraid to kick your ass. Like I said, I built this place and left my mark. The last thing I want to see is OWF take credit for something they had no hand in creating. It is almost like Chelsea and Manchester City in the English Premier League. Both teams were absolutely complete shit clubs until they were bought by owners who have money from the oil industry. They threw money around like they were shopping at a mail. No sense of tradition and they gained new 'fans' because of it. The entitlement they think they have is a joke and yet they cry when things don't go their way.

 

Tweeder nods to Altus as he is very animated and headstrong about the opinion he is presenting to one of the hottest upcoming talents in the company.

 

Tweeder: There are only two places that I considered 'home' and one of them left a complete shit smelling mamby-pamby-googly-moogly vegetarian tofu turkey taste in my mouth and I am glad they shut the doors. Carnage is different. While the whole political correctness is destroying life as we know it. It’s time to make a stand give them the big fuck you. Yeah - I will be around a bit more. I might get involved if I think Carnage is getting screwed over. Give Wrath my regards. I think Kyra is going to be a bit pissed off in the coming months. Take care, Altus. I have a feeling you are going to need some Lucky 13.

 

Gary nods and watches Tweeder step past him and head down the hallway. He figured the man wasn’t one for the formal edicts of conversation. Thinking about everything that the Carnage veteran had to say, Altus shifts the Tag Title across his shoulder while carrying on towards the part of the backstage that leads towards the arena and ring entrance. As he notices Greg Ace once more, the man smirks and takes off in the direction of the spastic backstage interviewer as the scene slowly fades into darkness.

 

 

 

Backstage: Another blast from the past

???: Well things have certainly changed around here.

 

Kyra Mohr

 

Kyra Mohr stops in her tracks as she enters her office.  Her desk chair spins around to reveal Brian Stryker smiling ear to ear as he is holding one of the picture frames that she keeps on her desk. He tosses it from hand to hand, as Kyra watches.  He stops and looks at the picture for a few moments before tossing it between his hands a few more times and putting his feet up on her desk as if he’s right at home.

 

Brian Stryker

 

Brian Stryker: So I’m sure you’re wondering why I’m here.

 

Kyra sighs and shakes her head as she moves into her office further, approaching her desk and the former Carnage Champion.

 

Kyra Mohr: Considering you never came back after Ultimate Carnage… yeah, I guess that would be what I’m wondering.

 

Stryker doesn’t answer right away; he just sits there at Kyra’s desk smiling up at her, as if her comments didn’t bother him one bit.

 

Brian Stryker: ... Well I’m here for one reason. I hear you are having a bit of trouble with the Baltimore City Championship. And seeing how I was the first to ever hold that title, I figured I’d offer my services to make sure everything goes smoothly.

 

Kyra Mohr: I.. Uh… Don’t think I need your help, Brian.  I’ve got everything hand--

 

Brian Stryker: Oh, just think about it.  For now think I’ll go make Johnny’s head explode by showing him I’m still alive.

 

Stryker pulls his feet from Kyra’s desk and stands up.  He takes one last look at the picture before tossing it to the boss and heading out of her office.

 

 

 

Match Two: Marisol Hawkes & Dazi Miyashita Vs. The House of the Holy

Ray Payne: I smellz a rat, yo.  I likes Mistah Tweedah, but whut Miss Kyra iz tryin tah does wif dis company iz da rite thing, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: I can see where Ol’ Tweeder is coming from though.  Carnage Wrestling in twenty ten, it was a dynasty - built on destruction, violence and blood.  

 

Terra Skye: Carnage is still that way.  Kyra is one of the most hardcore wrestlers that I've ever seen. I still think about what she did to Jake Whiskey… BUT in this day and age, people also want to see actual wrestling.  There's always a happy medium and that's what Kyra is working toward.  

 

Ray Payne: But wif peoples like Mistah Shovel and Mistah Headed aroundz, hurtin da peoples who wunna be heah tah wrestles - dats not guud fur busyness, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Yeah, but what about Stryker being back?!  Last time we saw him, he was being beaten in the head by Alexandra Kelly and a sledgehammer.

 

Terra Skye: With Brian Stryker, who in the hell actually knows what he’s up to.  He is a former Carnage Champion, and he’s right when he says the the Baltimore City Championship means something to him.  He was the first Baltimore City Champion, back in Carnage Wrestling’s first run in 2010.

 

Ray Payne: I iz gladz tah has Mistah Strykah backs yo!  OHHH.  Mistah Strykah iz heah.  Mistah Tweedah iz heah… does you knowz whut I iz thinkin, yo?!

 

Johnny Vegas: Oh, God no… don’t you fucking say it.

 

Terra Skye: What?  What are you talking--

 

Ray Payne: DA HAMSTAH BADGAH CONNECTIONZ YOOOOOOO!!!

 

Johnny Vegas: Oh my gentle Jesus.

 

The crowd is still buzzing after the first match,  and from catching another glimpse of the Ultraviolent icon - that when Matt Wylde reenters the ring, he gets another round of applause.  

 

Matt Wylde: Thank you!  Now, this next match is scheduled for ONE FALL, and is a standard Tag Team Match!  The winner, or winners, excuse me; will be rewarded with a shot at the TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!!!!

 

“Stillborn” by The Black Label Society begins playing as the lights in the arena dim to near darkness.  An eery red glow fills the arena, as Nathan Cristion and his Magdalena walk out onto the stage to a chorus of boos.  Magdalena stands center stage as Cristion kneels in front of her, taking her petite hand and kissing it over and over.  The smile on Magdalena’s face is evil as the red light highlights the outline of her lips.

 

Terra Skye: Looks like Nathan Cristion is back and ready to get into the ring again.  For those of you who don't know, he was attacked by John Ojeda and Gary Altus, putting him out of commission for several months.  

 

Johnny Vegas: Shocker.  The Shovel Headed Kill Machine attacking someone?  Let me call the press!

 

Ray Payne:  I mean I guesses it iz nice tah see dat Mistah Cristion iz not permanantlies damagedz yo.  But Miss Maggie haz been a pain in da butt latelies - always bein mean tah Miss Kyra.

 

Johnny Vegas: Magdalena is beautiful, and she's only pointing out the hypocrisy that is the Carnage Wrestling owner.   I remember all those nasty things she said, but I also believe that people can change.  

 

Terra Skye: I agree. That's why it's not fair for Magdalena to bring up something that happened a year ago.  

 

The House of the Holy

 

Matt Wylde: First to the ring, standing in at a combined height of twelve feet and weighing a combined three hundred and ninety nine pounds, they are the team of Nathan Cristion and Magdalena…. THE HOUSE OF THE HOLYYYYY!

 

Cristion rises back to his feet and the pair begin their descent down the entrance ramp as the lights begin to come back up.  As the two get to ringside, Cristion takes Magdalena’s hand and guides her up the steel steps before moving up the steps himself.  They enter the ring one after another, and their music fades out, bringing the lights back to their normal levels.  As Magdalena and Cristion circle the ring, “It’s all about me” hits the PA system and the two of them turn and look towards the entrance where Dazi walks out onto the stage.  She stops atop the ramp and glares out upon the crowd with a smirk on her face.

 

Terra Skye: Dazi has been on a tear lately, but just like SynnStarr earlier, her record doesn’t truly reflect how fierce a competitor she is.  

 

Johnny Vegas: I’ve seen shades of Ojeda and Altus with her blatant disregard for the rules, and other people's well-being.  And now she’s even more pissed off because she lost at Underground to THE MAN.  

 

Ray Payne: I hearded dat she wuz thinkin about usin her last 3 pointeds fur anothah shot at Mistah Stone, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Hasn’t she learned her lesson?  

 

She stays put on the stage as “All about me” fades out, and “Liar Liar” by Kamelot hits the speakers.  Dazi turns around to greet her partner, Marisol Hawkes as she walks out onto the Stage in much the same fashion as her partner did a few moments before.  Marisol walks up and stands beside Dazi, center stage as they both look out upon the Legion.  

 

Dazi Miyashita & Marisol Hawkes

 

Matt Wylde: And their opponents, standing in at a combined ten feet ten inches, and weighing a combined two hundred and fourty eight pounds… They are the team of DAZI MIYASHITAAAAA AND MARISOLL HAWKESSSSSS!!!!!

 

Ray Payne: Deze two womenz is very talenteds.  Mistah Cristionz an Miss Maggie is gunna haz dere work cuts out fur dem, yo.  

 

Terra Skye: The self anointed ‘Miss Controversy’ is hell bent on proving that she is a viable contender for the Baltimore City Championship.  However, she’s admitted it herself, she’s not been giving it her all lately here in Carnage Wrestling.  

 

Johnny Vegas: In all honesty, she needs to pick it up if she wants to take that strap from Robbie Future.  He proved at Underground that he was a man of his word, where Marisol gave him a good fight, but she came up short.  She and Dazi could really use a win here tonight to get back onto the right track in terms of championships in Carnage.

 

The two of them begin walking toward the ring, their eyes trained on Magdalena and Cristion the entire way.  Once they make it to ringside, Marisol climbs the ring steps, while Dazi hops up onto the apron into one of her signature splits before rolling underneath the bottom rope and meeting up with her partner inside the ring.  The music fades out as the two women come face to face with their opponents.  

 

Terra Skye: All four of these people look absolutely ready to get this match underway.  I have to agree with them.  

 

Referee Silent Cal steps into the ring, and silently ushers each team to their respective corners.  He follows Cristion and Magdalena to their corner, and proceeds to search them for any illegal objects or weapons.  They comply to the search, albeit hesitantly.  Once he’s satisfied, he moves across the ring to Marisol and Dazi, who also consent, and within a few minutes, Silent Cal looks over to Boy and calls for the bell to get this match started!!!

 

DING DING!!!

 

Marisol and Magdalena start things off in the center of the ring, and it doesn’t take long for Marisol to get the upperhand on a collar and elbow tieup.  Hawkes snatches Magdalena up in a side headlock.  Nathan Cristion barks out orders from the ring apron as Maggie begins to work forearm smashes to Marisol’s side to get her to loosen up the hold but they have little effect.  Magdalena backpedals, pulling Hawkes along with her, until she can reach out and grab the west rope for a competition break.  Ref Cal starts a silent count by holding his fingers up in the air, and Hawkes is quick to release the headlock.  She lets go of Magdalena slowly, but she throws a right fist into Magdalena’s forehead the moment the headlock is released.  Magdalena stumbles backwards, and the Legion in attendance here tonight cheers the tactic.  Magdalena looks up just in time to take a big clothesline from Marisol.  Magdalena hits the mat back first and pops back to her feet clutching her chest.  A second clothesline by Marisol takes her down again.  Same move, same result.  Magdalena stands a third time and this time Marisol Hawkes leaps into the air and connects with a big drop kick.  Marisol goes for a quick cover and Ref Cal drops down to the mat to make the count.

 

 

One!!!

 

Magdalena pushes her way out of the pin attempt.

 

Johnny Vegas: I just want to point out one thing, and then I'll leave it alone for the rest of the night.

 

Terra Skye: What?

 

Johnny Vegas: Having a mute for a referee is NOT a good idea. I mean come on... How threatening is this?

 

Johnny begins making hand motions and waving around silently as if he's trying to count someone out, and Terra just laughs and shakes her head.

 

Ray Payne: Mistah Cal iz a guud refereez, yo.

 

Terra Skye: Well, it obviously works, Johnny. Marisol released the hold she had on Magdalena when Silent Cal began counting. Now I will give it to you, the silence is kind of eerie. But, he's still doing a great job at referee just like Ray said.

 

Magdalena slow out of the gate.  Hawkes grabs Magdalena by her hair and pulls her back to her feet.  Silent Cal gives hand cues to admonish the tactics of Marisol Hawkes, but the blue haired bombshell couldn’t care less.  She drags Magdalena over to her corner where she tosses her in back first.  Hawkes makes the tag and then begins stomping Magdalena as Dazi Miyashita steps in.  Silent Cal begins a count with his finger gestures once more as Miyashita and Hawkes both stomp down on the hated member of the Houses of the Holy.  Nathan Cristion is not pleased with Silent Cal not enforcing the tag rules more strictly, but all he can do is scream out from the opposite side of the ring.  Finally, right before the count of five, Marisol Hawkes steps out into her corner and allows Dazi to be on the offensive.  Dazi grabs Magdalena by her hair and pulls her out of the corner, towards the center of the ring and drops her with a body slam.  A quick elbow drop followed by a cover!

 

Ray Payne: Covah by Miss Dazi, yo!!!

 

Silent Cal slides down into position!

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!!

 

Magdalena kicks out, and the Legion groans!

 

Terra Skye: The Legion obviously does not want Magdalena and her boyfriend to have any chance of winning this match. I can't say that I really blame them. These two have always been the proverbial thorn in Carnage Wrestling's side.

 

Johnny Vegas: They are lovely people, and talented performers. I detest your insults, Terra!

 

Ray Payne: Johnnie....

 

Johnny Vegas: NONSENSE!! Although, I will say that Marisol is a hot little number. That hair. Those eyes. God DAMN.

 

Terra Skye: Gross, Johnny.

 

Dazi sits up and argues with Referee Cal, who doesn’t say anything in response to her.  He holds up two fingers, which is enough to distract her.  By the time Dazi turns her attention back to Maggie, Magdalena is back to one knee and she throws a hard right handed knuckle shot into her midsection. Dazi doubles over, and this is enough of a moment to allow Magdalena back to her feet.  Dazi looks up in time to catch a european uppercut that rocks her back against the northern ropes, just out of the reach of Marisol’s tag.  Dazi bounces weakly from the ropes and staggers back towards Magdalena who drills her with a spinning heel kick!  Magdalena drops down for a cover!

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!

 

Dazi Miysashita kicks out!

 

Terra Skye: That was a beautiful spinning heel kick from Magdalena. I've heard that since coming back to Carnage, she's been training hard to get better in the ring. Probably just to spite Kyra Mohr, but nonetheless, it's respectable.

 

Ray Payne: Anytimz sumone wunts tah gets bettah, I guesses dat it iz a guud thing. I always sayz yo... you gotz tah breakah few eggz befur yah can make da ohmletah.

 

Johnny Vegas: That makes absolutely no sense in the context of this conversation.

 

Magdalena is furious with the referee, but is still in a lot of pain.  She holds the back of her head with her left hand as she moves over to her corner and tags the big man in.  The Carnage Legion oohs as the largest member of either tag team steps into the ring and things don’t look good for Dazi.  By the time Miyashita looks up she realizes that Cristion is in the ring and she pushes herself off towards her corner.  Cristion catches her before she can make the tag and picks her up off of the ground by her waist.  With sheer strength alone, he pulls the much smaller Miyashita up in the air and drops her straight down on his bent knee.

 

Johnny Vegas: The big man is finally in the ring!

 

Terra Skye: Which spells trouble for Dazi. Cristion is MASSIVE compared to she and Marisol. He's also rather uncaring about what he does to anyone, or anything, which also causes a problem.

 

Ray Payne: I thoughted da ohmlette commentz made senses yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: You're still on the God damned Omelet comment? No, it didn't make sense. Yes, you are dumber than a box of fucking rocks. No, I don't apologize. And Yes... you should be watching the fucking match instead of talking about eggs. JESUS.

 

Marisol gets the Carnage Legion pumped up; not usually one to play to the crowd, but the Legion hates her and Dazi a lot less than the blasphemous House of the Holy.  Dazi fights through the pain as she pushes herself back up off of the mat, even as Nathan Cristion is stomping her.  Nathan makes a cut throat signal out to the crowd and pulls Dazi Miyashita back to her feet.  He hoists her up onto his shoulders in the torture rack position, to go for his finishing maneuver that he calls “Bear My Cross!”   Dazi fights with everything she has, and with a well timed eye-rake, she’s able to break Cristion’s grip and slide down off of him!  Magdalena sees this and she enters the ring illegally - drawing Silent Cal’s attention.  Miyashita hits the ground on both feet and lunges out to make the tag to Marisol Hawkes!  Marisol rushes right into the ring, taking the blinded Cristion by surprise.  She kicks Cristion in the gut and hits the Divine Intervention (Twist of Fate) on him!

 

Terra Skye: Divine Intervention!!!!

 

Ray Payne: COVAH BY MISS MARI!!!!!

 

Marisol Hawkes drops down for the cover on Cristion!

 

The Legion starts counting!

 

But Silent Cal is signaling that Marisol Hawkes is not the legal person!

 

Johnny Vegas: WHAT?!

 

Terra Skye: NO! Come on Cal!!! She tagged in!!

 

The Legion boos loudly as Silent Cal motions with his hands that he did not see the tag therefore no tag ever happened!  Marisol is left with disappointment as she is “told” by Silent Cal to leave the ring.  She angrily steps through the ropes, but from behind Magdalena charges towards her and knocks her down on the floor!  Magdalena turns back towards the center of the ring, but Dazi Miyashita comes up from behind and clotheslines Magdalena over the top rope! The Legion cheers!

 

Terra Skye: That's one thing about Dazi and Marisol.. these two ladies don't take 'no' for an answer! Their tactics might sometimes be questionable, but they are sure as hell a lot more honorable than people like Magdalena and Cristion.

 

Johnny Vegas: Tomato, Tomatoe. Potato, Potatoe.

 

Ray Payne: Ohmlette. Schmomlette!

 

Johnny Vegas: We're NOT rhyming, Ray. I'm trying to tell Terra in a not so subtle way that she's an idiot, but you just had to go and ruin that, DIDN'T YOU?!?!

 

Terra Skye: Why am I an idiot? I thought you liked Marisol and Dazi?

 

Johnny Vegas: Shit.. you're right. Carry on.

 

Dazi stands by the ropes and trash talks Magdalena from inside the ring.  Nathan Cristion sneaks up behind Dazi and pulls her up into the torture rack position once more!  This time, Nathan shields his eyes the best he can before dropping down to his knees to perform a vicious torture rack backbreaker!  Dazi Miyashita screams out in pain as Nathan Cristion goes for the cover!

 

 

One!!!

 

 

Two!!!

 

 

Three!!!

 

DING DING DING!!!

 

Terra Skye: Size advantage won out in this one... that and a really shitty call by our referee.

 

Matt Wylde: The winners of the match, HOUSE OF THE HOLY!!

 

The Legion boos loudly as they watch Marisol Hawkes just enter the ring a split second too late to make the save, but by the time she is fully in the ring, Nathan Cristion has already rolled himself out of it.  He picks up Magdalena and the two of them begin walking towards the backstage area together.  They back up the ramp as they soak in the boos of the audience but hold their arms high in victory.  Inside the ring Marisol Hawkes and Dazi Miyashita are left disappointed as they just couldn’t get the job done here tonight.

 

Ray Payne: Dey haz not wins a match in a longs time, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Well, they won tonight... thanks to YOU CAL!! HOW DOES IT FEEL?!

 

Terra Skye: I mean, he couldn't help that he didn't see the tag... but then again, he couldn't see the tag because Magdalena caught his attention at the exact right time. Cheating doesn't pay, guys. It'll come back to bite you in the ass. I guarantee it.

 

Ray Payne: Dat wuz a bit disappointinz, dough.

 

Johnny Vegas: Can we just move on?

 

Terra Skye: I'm being told that we're heading backstage to Cherie Von Allen!  

 

Johnny Vegas: I still hate that they gave you the headset.

 

Ray Payne: Yo, Miss Terra iz da mostest responsibilist of alla us yo.

 

Terra Skye: Thank you Ray!

 

Johnny Vegas: I don't give a flying fu-

 

 

 

Backstage: So much for a quiet night
The scene cuts backstage to a much nicer interview area; complete with a black “CW” cloth hanging in the background, and two studio style chairs set up on either side of a table, which happens to have a jar of red M&M’s wrapped with a red bow setting on it.  Into the shot flies Cherie Von Allen, her face panicked as she addresses the cameraman behind the camera.

 

Cherie Von Allen

 

Cherie Von Allen: Oh my Gosh, I am sooooo sorry I'm late.  It's just… like I totes had to look perfect for this interview… you know? Not only is this my TV debut… but, I get to interview Matt Stone again!  

 

She stops her excited rambling enough to look curiously at the cameraman, her eyebrows arched.

 

Cherie Von Allen: What do you mean we're rolling….

 

Her jaw drops open.

 

Cherie Von Allen: Ohhh… my… Gosh!  

 

She grabs a microphone from off camera and scurries to the right side chair and perches herself upon the black fabric and smooths her hair back before looking at the camera as if nothing had ever happened.  

 

Cherie Von Allen: Hey there Carnage Legion!  Hello there OWF Network!  This is Cherie Von Allen here with an exclusive interview… with none other than your Carnage Wrestling Ultraviolent Champion… The sensual, the handsome, the talented, The ONLY TRUE Champion in Carnage Wrestling…. MATT STONE!

 

Cherie’s eyes light up and she begins clapping excitedly as Matt Stone walks onto set with his UV title draped over his shoulder. Matt’s wearing his ‘Shut Me Up’ t-shirt and a pair of jeans, typical for being interviewed, no doubt. The Straight Shooter takes a seat opposite Cherie, noting just how comfortable these chairs were, a nice upgrade from the old area where you had to stand the whole time.

 

Matt Stone

 

Matt Stone: What a lovely introduction, I didn’t even have to remind you about any of that, well done. Thanks for having me, nice to see some people around here value my time.

 

Cherie blushes at Stone’s comments.   Her eyes meet his for a few seconds before she smiles and glances out at the camera.

 

Cherie Von Allen: It’s my pleasure, Matt.   I’m glad to have the opportunity to interview you again!  First and foremost; how are you?  Are you ready for your match against John Ojeda tonight?

 

She sits back in her chair, and crosses her legs; awaiting Stone’s response. Matt sets the UV title down on the table, taking the top off the jar and grabbing a few M&Ms before answering.

 

Matt Stone: I’m doin good, really. Sure, there’s bruises and sore spots from Underground Survival, Dazi and Sabiru sure enjoyed trying to beat me with everything they could get their hands on, but they just couldn’t get the job done and really, that just puts a smile on my face.

 

Cherie Von Allen: As it should.

 

She gets a bit lost in his face for a few seconds, taking special notice of the smile on his face.  

 

Cherie Von Allen: I’m glad you’re enjoying the M&M’s, I made sure I had them here, just for you.  Anyway, I was curious.. Since there’s been quite the buzz around here since Underground: Survival - How do you feel about the network deal with the OWF?  Do you believe that it’s going to help Carnage Wrestling in the long run?

 

Matt thinks about her question for a moment before giving her an answer.

 

Matt Stone: Well from my perspective, it’s great. We, as a company, get more exposure, we get more eyes on the product and I suppose it grants us special opportunities like having those glitter people on our show. As for if it will help in the long run, that depends on what piece of the pie, so to speak, Kyra negotiated for. If we’re getting more revenue for the deal? Great, if not, well it’ll just be chalked up as another mistake made by our self-righteous leader.

 

He pops a few more M&Ms in his mouth.

 

Cherie Von Allen: I’m sure that Mister Hickerson got Carnage a good deal; considering that he’s the one who set all of this up.   A lot of people are saying that our very first show on the Network, Underground: Survival was one of the best shows in the history of Carnage Wrestling; I agree with that assessment.  The only thing that would have made Underground better; would have been more you.

 

She winks at him; before continuing.

 

Cherie Von Allen: However, we’ve got Ascension coming up on July 10th, and we’ve all seen you and Dazi going at it on Twitter… do you think she’s going to cash in her last three points to take another go at you at Ascension?  

 

Matt shakes his head, smiling at the thought.

 

Matt Stone: I really hope that’s not the case, and I’m not saying I don’t want to face her again, bless her heart, she’s trying, isn’t she? But really, at this point, I’ve already faced her twice on specials and I don’t need to tell you how those ended up, do I? So at this point, I feel like the Legion is owed something else, something new. If she wants to run into the Stone wall one more time, I’m not going to complain, I would just rather have it on an episode of Chaos. At this point, that’s all she deserves, you know?

 

Cherie nods her head enthusiastically.

 

Cherie Von Allen: Absolutely! She totes doesn’t deserve to share the spotlight with you on the next pay per view!  Now, the real question is, Mr. Stone… who do you believe is worthy of facing you at Ascension for your Ultraviolent title?

 

Her eyes settle on his face, her demeanor more serious as the question lingers between them. The UV champion takes a moment to contemplate the question before giving his answer.

 

Matt Stone: Well, preferably someone who can win a match. I don’t have a name in my head of someone who deserves it, because if it were up to me, no one would deserve to be in the ring with me. They would have to earn it, and the only way that I know of to earn a match with a champion is to win a match, or a number of matches, to get there. Sure, you could say that matches are won and points are earned because of them, but if you’ve fallen off a cliff as of late like Dazi has, you should still be winning matches on a weekly basis, in my eyes.

 

Cherie looks out at the cameraman and nods her head before looking back at Stone.

 

Cherie Von Allen: With someone as talented as you on the roster, Matt; I don’t know if anyone will ever take that belt off of you.  I for one cannot wait to see you take on John Ojeda later tonight, and I definitely can’t wait to see who you’ll be facing next for your UV title, even though no matter who it is, they won’t stand a chance against you.

 

She smiles again, tucking her long blonde hair behind her ears.

 

Cherie Von Allen: It was definitely a pleasure having you here, Matt, but it looks like it’s time to get back to the action tonight.  Too bad, I could talk with you all evening.

 

Matt Stone: And I could talk to you all night, but alas, I have to go show some shovel headed individual what true wrestling is all about.

 

Our champion gets to his feet, and moves across the set to shake Cherie’s hand, when he realizes that her attention is focused on something behind him.  

 

Cherie Von Allen: Look Out!

 

Dazi Miyashita

 

But it’s too late, as Matt turns around and is instantly decked by an angered Dazi Miyashita!  Stone tries to quickly get back to his feet, but Dazi is over top of him, holding the M&M jar!  She wastes little time in shattering the thick glass jar over Stone’s head, watching happily as red M&M’s go flying everywhere, and shards of glass aren’t far behind.

 

Cherie Von Allen: HELP!  

 

Some backstage staff members come rushing over to help the fallen UV champ, as Dazi smiles down at her handywork and flips her hair before walking away; leaving Cherie and the backstage personnel to tend to Matt Stone as the camera’s go back out to the arena, and the commentary team.

 

Terra Skye: JESUS CHRIST.. How in the world is he going to compete against John Ojeda when Dazi just practically gave him a God damned concussion.

 

Ray Payne: I alwayz sayz dat doze Em an Em’s wuz gunna come back tah hauntz him, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: This is terrible!  And I was actually starting to like Dazi.. well FUCK HER.  That act of unwarranted violence needs to be punished!  

 

Terra Skye: You mean just like Ojeda and Altus?

 

Johnny Vegas: For once, those two have actually been pretty quiet tonight.  Surprising.

 

Ray Payne: I does notz dink dat dat iz gunna lasts long, yo.  Dey nevah go a hole showz wifout doin sumthinz dat will upsets Miss Kyra, yo.

 

Terra Skye: I guess we can only hope that we’ll have a quiet night, but for now, we’re going to go to a commercial break!  We’ll see you in a few minutes folks!!

 

 

 

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Carnage Arena
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July 10th, 2016
CW Presents: Ascension
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LOCATION TBA


 

 

Backstage: Just like old times...
The feed cuts backstage, where we see the Carnage Legend, Tweeder roaming the halls of the Carnage Arena.

 

Tweeder

 

Kyra Mohr: Tweeder!

 

Kyra Mohr

 

Tweeder turns around as he's walking down the hall to see Kyra Mohr walking towards him, a very angry look on her face.  He stops and allows her to catch up to him, all while sporting a devilish smirk on his face.

 

Kyra Mohr: What do you think you're doing?!  Assaulting all those people?!

 

He sighs.

 

Tweeder: Nice to see you too Kyra Johnson. Wait it is Mohr now isn't it?  When did this happen?

 

Kyra Mohr: It's called getting married.  Quit trying to change the subject. I--

 

Tweeder: Look, you know what I am about and I didn't see you complain before when I took care of those who weren't earning their paychecks. Hell, I remember people thanking me for doing that. Dr. Winn even gave me $20 because it saved him from having to pay their vet bills and the check their ass didn't earn.  The way I see it; I did you a favor.

 

Kyra shakes her head and rubs her temples with her hand.

 

Kyra Mohr: First off, you and I both know that Doctor Winn was never really competent enough to run a wrestling promotion... and as for you doing me a favor?  Getting me sued doesn't seem like much of a favor, Tweeder – Considering those people aren't even employed with Carnage!

 

He throws his arms up, his face turning angry.

 

Tweeder: You don't get it do you!?! You need people like me. It is like Alex Penner in hockey. Everyone hated him, called him a goon, and the list goes on. Here is the thing though, those people who hated him didn't hate him as a player, but hated the fact he wasn't on THEIR team. His teammates loved him because they know if something happened to them, he would stick up for them. That is my promise to any place of employment. A number of places who we shall not name didn't like it and they were filled with envy. That is why they talked shit about Carnage Wrestling. They thought we were some low budget rip off artists. Look at where we are now. We are still standing. They who shall not be named hate it. The boys and girls in the back are happy. The fans love it. When you add those up, you get money pouring in. when the money comes in, you get deals like O bloody WF. Speaking of those bastards, what is the deal with the OWF?

 

Kyra Mohr: Bastards?  You'd better watch your mouth.  They are the people responsible for giving Carnage the exposure that it so desperately needed.  They're the ones who helped us make the Arena into something to be proud of... not just some dump like it used to be.  Tweeder, in this day and age; there's just no place for shit like you just pulled.  Especially not now, not now that we've got a national TV deal.     

 

Tweeder: What is your deal woman? Are you trying to make me sound like Virus or some other past wankers who aren't even fit enough to do the job of Old Man Schmitty? I remember the last 'deal' Do you remember that? I do as it was the first time I was ever blacklisted.

 

Kyra rolls her eyes.

 

Kyra Mohr: That was different, and you know it.

 

Tweeder just ignores Kyra's comments and continues.

 

Tweeder:  We were the best thing that started in 2010 and we were out shining everyone. Yet we were accused of being like Hillary Clinton and defrauding the voting process in the best upcoming promotion which caused them to throw the dummy out of the pram.  Some sectarian pandas got all upset and cried like they were about to be become an endangered species. Rhinos are endangered, not bloody pandas. China rents their pandas out to Scotland  for fucks sake. So they decided to kick us out of their little circle and then they said we would last from 6 weeks to 6 months. The odds were stacked against us... and we last a full year.

 

Kyra Mohr: Tweeder! Stop it! Jesus Christ. This isn't 2010.  This isn't the CWC... this isn't anything like what we went through back then, and I'm not just a wrestler in this place anymore.  I own it.  I make the choices, and good or bad, I am trying to do what's best for Carnage.

 

She stops for a moment, thinking about what she's going to say next.

 

Kyra Mohr: I love that you're here, Tweeder.   I think having you here is great for Carnage.   You are the man who we named the UV title after.. obviously you've cemented your place in Carnage history, but I cannot have you coming in here and assaulting people.  It's bad enough that I've got two people already who can't seem to keep their hands off of staff and fans.  I know we've never liked each other, and I know that you don't really respect me as a leader BUT... That's what I am.  So you're going to have to deal with that.

 

Tweeder just stares at Kyra for a few moments, before nodding his head and walking away.  Kyra shakes her head, and heads back to her office; rubbing her temples in frustration.

 

 

 

Match Three: John Ojeda Vs. Matt Stone

Johnny Vegas: If that doesn’t bring back memories, then I don’t know what would.  Kyra and Tweeder having words backstage, just like old times.  

 

Ray Payne: It iz no secretz yo, dat Mistah Tweedah an Miss Kyra does nots like each othah, yo.  But I does not think dat dis iz da end yo.  It nevah iz wif Miss Kyra an Mistah Tweedah.

 

Terra Skye: Given the history those two have, you can damn well guarantee that this is no where near the end.  But it was nice seeing them together again, arguing like they used to.  It just shows how much each of them have changed in the years since they’ve seen each other.

 

Johnny Vegas: Yeah, Tweeder looks exactly the same.. And Kyra is married and pregnant.  Oh, and she owns Carnage Wrestling.  

 

Matt Wylde steps into the ring, and places the microphone up to his mouth.

 

Matt Wylde: This next match is scheduled for ONE FALL, and is a NON TITLE, ULTRAVIOLENT MATCH!!! This match is part of the Championship Roulette, If both John Ojeda and Gary Altus win their respective matches - They each get a singles title shot of their choosing!  Now, if Matt Stone and Melody Lennox BOTH win their matches, they get the opportunity to team up and go against SHKM for the Tag Titles at a future date!!!

 

The crowd cheers for the latter, obviously not wanting the Shovel Headed Kill Machine to beat either Stone or Lennox!  

 

Terra Skye: I think I should add that if one member of each team wins, then nothing happens!  No title matches, no teaming up!

 

“Shovel Headed Kill Machine” by Exodus begins playing over the PA system and John Ojeda walks out onto the stage to a chorus of Boo’s!  The man has a huge smile on his face as he wastes little time in walking down the entrance ramp, ignoring the booing of the Legion as he approaches ringside.

 

Johnny Vegas: I’m not used to seeing one of these fuckers without the other.  They’re usually attached at the hip.  

 

Ray Payne: I does nots knowz why yah gots tah stir da pot, yo.  

 

Johnny Vegas: I’m not trying to stir the pot, Ray.  I’m just simply saying that where you see one of them, you normally see the other.  Tonight is the first time that these two have been in singles competition for a while now.  Tag Team wrestling has dominated their schedules.

 

John Ojeda

 

Matt Wylde: First to the ring, standing tall at six foot two inches, and weighing two hundred and forty pounds…. He is one half of the Carnage Tag Team Champions…. JOHNNNN OJEDAAAAA!!!!!!

 

Ojeda ascends the steel steps and climbs into the ring, circling Matt Wylde as he looks out at the Legion, who are still booing their hearts out.  With every boo, the smile on his face grows.  The music fades out, and he moves to the far corner, and leans there casually as he awaits his opponent.  "Whoa is Me" by Down With Webster hits the speakers and the crowd immediately starts booing, however their boos are slightly less than they were for John Ojeda.

 

Whoa is me
I'm so whoa
See me decked out from my head to my toe
Whoa is me
I'm so whoa
Everywhere I go I'm a one man show

 

Johnny Vegas: Oh stop booing him.  He’s a fucking God.

 

Terra Skye: I wonder how he is after what just happened with Dazi.

 

Matt Stone comes out from the back to a chorus of boos. He walks down the ramp towards the ring, showing off his vintage “Shut me up” T-shirt.  He shakes his head, as if he’s trying to shake off some cobwebs as he stops along the way, shoving his title in people's faces as they shout at him. Stone stops about halfway down the ramp and holds up his arms, only to receive more heat from the capacity crowd, causing him to shake his head and mutter something under his breath. He slings the title over his shoulder and heads over to the steps.

 

Ray Payne: He lookz tah be okies, yo.

 

Terra Skye: I don’t know, Ray.  He’s shaking his head as if he’s still feeling a little foggy.  I just hope that he doesn’t get himself even more hurt in this match, because he has got to know that Ojeda is one of the most hardcore individuals in Carnage Wrestling.

 

Johnny Vegas: I told you.  Matt Motherfucking Stone has got this.  Not a doubt in my mind.

 

Matt Stone

 

Matt Wylde: And his opponent, standing tall at six feet and weighing two hundred and twenty pounds; he is your ULTRAVIOLENT CHAMPION…. MATTTTTT STONNEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

 

Matt gets on the apron and gets inside the ring, heading straight to a corner. He mounts the middle turnbuckle raising his hands with his title between them, shouting out over the loud jeers being rained down on him. He shakes his head to their reaction. “You don't deserve to see me!” He shouts out, getting down and taking off his shirt. Matt get's ready for his opponent, bouncing off the ropes to loosen up as his music fades away.

 

Ref Jeff steps into the ring, and prepares to call for the bell.  With this being an Ultraviolent Rules match, there’s really no need to check either competitor for foreign objects, because plenty of them are sure to be used in this contest.  After a few tense moments in the ring, Ref Jeff turns to Boy and calls for the bell!!!

 

DING DING!!!!

 

John Ojeda slides out of the ring as his very first action of the match.  The crowd is perplexed by this strategy, but with no count outs, it’s not as if this move is a detriment, either.  Matt Stone watches from the center of the ring as Ojeda works to pull the ring apron upward to remove a plethora of weapons from underneath the ring.  There’s literally almost every weapon conceivable - chairs, barbed wire, ball bats, thumbtacks, and light tubes.  Before Ojeda can pick up the first weapon of choice, he gets turned by a swift kick to the side of his head from the UtlraViolent Champion himself, who had snuck out of the ring on the side and blindsided him.  Wrath stumbles towards the ring steps where Stone rushes forward and kicks him a second time, this time in the chest, backing Wrath up against the steps themselves.  Stone grabs Ojeda by the head and throws him back into the ring, forcing him to roll underneath the bottom rope.  Stone slides back in.

 

Terra Skye: Stone knows that Ojeda isn't going to simply 'wrestle' in this one, and quite frankly, Ojeda is probably the toughest opponent that Stone has had to face since he's come to Carnage. That Ultraviolent title on his shoulder opens him up for this kind of violence, even though he'd like to shy away from that.

 

Johnny Vegas: I'll agree with you on a few things, Terra. First off, Yes, Matt Stone is the man. He is one of the best technical wrestlers that I've ever seen, but yes... Ojeda is not going to stop until a plethora of weapons are used... and I hate to say this, but it might be a good idea for my man to embrace the hate... just for this match.

 

Ray Payne: I cannotz believez I am hearin dis yo! Johnnie!

 

Wrath gets back up quickly and easily, but Matt is just a bit quicker.  Stone backs Ojeda into a corner and hits the Shovel Headed Kill Machine member in the chest with a quick knife edge chop that gets a good reaction from the Carnage Legion!  Stone’s liking the crowd right now, but Ojeda grabs Stone with both hands by the back of his head and uses his power to switch positions with Stone in the corner.  Wrath comes down hard with an open handed palm slap that catches the UV Champion center chest and works to drive the air from his lungs.  The legion reacts to this, too, and Stone stumbles out towards the center of the ring with both arms over his chest hiding the big red welt that’s forming there.  Stone turns around but walks right into an Ojeda big boot!

 

Ray Payne: Dat man haz reallies big foots, yo.

 

Terra Skye: And he just used one of them to take over control of this matchup. Stone had better look out. Ojeda is dangerous, and he's especially dangerous when he's got a weapon in his hands.

 

Johnny Vegas: Stone isn't to be overlooked though. He may shy away from the weapons, and as I sad a few minutes ago, I really think this time should be an exception... but he can still pull this out. But I swear, if what Dazi did to him costs him.. I'm going to--

 

Ray Payne: Goin tah whut, yo?

 

Terra Skye: POLISH HIS FUCKING CAR! WHAT DO YOU THINK HE'S GOING TO DO?!?!

 

Stone down now, Ojeda quickly makes his way over to pull Stone up by his head, but Matt Stone hooks the head and legs of his opponent for a quick small package!

 

 

One!

 

Ojeda quickly kicks out, but this gives Stone some time to recover.  Both men make it back to their feet at the same time, but an outside leg trip by Stone takes Wrath right back down to the mat.  Stone is quick to stomp at the left leg of Ojeda to try to slow the big man down a step for the remainder of the match.  It’s relatively easy for Ojeda to pull his leg out of the way, but this only leads to Stone moving higher on Ojeda’s body for more downward stomps.  Ojeda pushes through these, getting back to one knee.  Stone bounces off of the ropes and comes in with a running knee strike, that gets countered with a huge black hole slam in the center of the ring.  Wrath drapes an arm over Stone, but Stone immediately pushes the arm away and rolls over onto his stomach before the referee can even begin the count.

 

Terra Skye: Ojeda has got power on his side. I'm not saying that Stone isn't strong, but did you just see how Ojeda picked Stone up like it was nothing?!

 

Johnny Vegas: Yeah, yeah... blah blah... impressive... Mmmmmhm.

 

Terra Skye: I'm only pointing out what Ojeda brings to the table in this bout.

 

Ray Payne: Dere iz no tables, yo. Yet.

 

Johnny Vegas: I was about to facepalm you, Ray... That is, until you said 'yet'.

 

Ojeda pushes himself back to his feet first, and catches Stone in a rear waist lock.  It takes Stone only a second to break Ojeda’s grasp and to apply a standing switch.  Ojeda throws a strong back elbow that’s ducked, Stone allows Wrath’s momentum to spin him around and he turns what would have been a german suplex into an exploder suplex instead.  Stone showing an impressive technical skill with that throw, popping his hips and taking the larger opponent over.  Stone is quick to get into the cover once more-

 

 

One!

 

But Wrath kicks out again.

 

Johnny Vegas: DAMNIT!!! Almost had him!

 

Terra Skye: He kicked out at one!

 

Johnny Vegas: Close enough!

 

The UV Champ is quick back to his feet, and waits for Ojeda to pull himself up.  The moment Ojeda gets to his hands and knees, he is subjected to a low-angle front double leg dropkick that catches him on the side of the head and spins him over.  Stone back up, he drops an elbow, but misses when Wrath rolls out of the way quickly.  Wrath rolls underneath the bottom rope and to the floor below.  Stone, back up to one knee, looks around for Ojeda and catches him out of the corner of his eye.  He moves over to the ropes to grab the top of Ojeda’s head, but Wrath slams him in the face with a well hidden speed limit sign, the loud crack of metal on skin drawing a reaction from the crowd.  Stone slumps over the middle rope, which is just enough for Ojeda to snatch him up on his shoulder and hold him over the padded floor.  Ojeda drops down with a modified sitout piledriver (the Rikishi driver) and Stone’s head and body bounce off of the barely protected concrete floor.

 

Ray Payne: Oh.. mah gawsh yo.

 

Terra Skye: That looks like it hurt. That cement is unforgiving, and it could certainly do a great bit of damage if it's introduced into a match like this.

 

Johnny Vegas: Stone can still recover. There's not a doubt in my mind. Poor guy, he's had a terrible night. First he's schmoozing with that nice piece of ass Cherie... and then fucking Dazi...

 

Terra Skye: Johnny... I know you're upset, but watch the god damned match.

 

Stone rolls around protecting his head and neck, but that doesn’t slow the pace of Wrath down one bit as he is already back up.  He’s already gripping at his next weapon of a choice which happens to be a kendo stick, and it’s not too far from where the UltraViolent Champion is laying.  He turns the stick on Stone, pulling the bamboo cane high in the air before slamming it down over the champion’s back.  Stone screams out in pain, and Wrath responds by hitting him a second time.  The stick snaps in half, and while that would make it useless to most, Wrath uses the rough, splintered end of the stick to choke Stone by jamming it down into his throat!  Stone kicks and flails his legs, but Ojeda keeps the stick applied for a full five seconds before Matt can break free.  Then Ojeda tosses the remnants away.

 

Terra Skye: And here is the Ojeda we've come to know so well. It's disgusting some of the things this man will do to get over on someone.

 

Johnny Vegas: You're damn right about that Terra. I hate this guy. I might be saying that softly, but trust me... if I weren't so damn scared that he would chop my head off and replace is with one of my arms... I'd yell it across the arena right now.

 

Ray Payne: I haz dat same dreamz yo!!

 

Ojeda grabs Stone by the head and goes to pull him up, but Stone counters with an excellent jawbreaker.  Stone follows up immediately with a burst of speed and catches Ojeda with a desperation running STO, which unintentionally sends Ojeda back first down upon the speed limit sign from earlier.  Matt Stone takes full advantage of the rules here, hooking a leg on Ojeda on the outside of the ring!

 

Terra Skye: Stone with a cover!

 

Johnny Vegas: YES!!!

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!

 

Wrath kicks out before the count of three!

 

Ray Payne: Dat wuz closah, yo.

 

Stone is quick to roll himself up, and to grab Ojeda by his head before Ojeda can regain any measure of control in this matchup.  Stone tries to roll Ojeda back into the ring, but Ojeda blocks it, which prompts Stone to slam Wrath face first into the ring apron instead.  Ojeda’s face bounces off the unprotected edge of the ring and he backpedals, stepping on a lighttube and shattering it on the ground just before Stone takes him down with a hard lariat.  Once more, unintentionally so, Wrath ends up on the worse end of things with a weapon that Stone did not mean to put in play.  Wrath sits up, and he’s bleeding from his back and the back of his arms.  Stone grabs Wrath by the head again; but this time Ojeda’s expecting it and grabs Stone by the fronts of his trunks and pulls him forward so that he goes crashing knees first into the steel ring steps!

 

Terra Skye: Stone with the unintentional use of that light tube there! Ojeda is bleeding pretty good out of his back.

 

Johnny Vegas: Serves him right! Shove one of them up his ass Stone!!

 

Wrath back up, and he’s not concerned with the blood on his back as he reaches down and grabs a chair.  He rushes towards Stone with a running chair shot, but a quick drop toe hold by Stone makes a bad idea get a lot worse in a hurry!  Wrath hits the chair face first as the chair comes in contact with the steel steps itself for a double whammy.  Stone pulls himself up to his feet and grabs Ojeda by the back of the head to throw him into the ring.  Ojeda rolls in underneath the bottom rope leaving a trail of blood and broken glass that follows.  Stone is back in now, and he waits for the perfect opportunity to hit Ojeda with the Combobreaker.  Ojeda fights his way back to his feet, and Matt Stone leaps into the air, but Ojeda catches him.  Ojeda backpedals to the ropes and unceremoniously dumps Stone over his head, over the top rope and to the pile of weapons below!  Stone also lands in the broken glass from the tube and gets cut.

 

Johnny Vegas: OH GOD NO!!!

 

Terra Skye: And now, both competitors are bleeding.

 

Ray Payne: Blood iz bads yo. No one wunts tah be bleedins all ovah da places, yo.

 

Terra Skye: I beg to differ, Ray. People like John Ojeda and Gary Altus they thrive on shit like this. They want to bleed and make others spill their blood.

 

Ojeda drops down and rolls back outside the ring.  He grabs Stone and slams his face into the ring steps, into the ring apron, and then tosses him back first into the guard rail.  Stone bounces off of the guardrail and takes Ojeda down with another hard lariat, but this time Ojeda is back up with a roll of barbed wire in his hand.  He tosses the barbed wire at Stone, who is able to dodge it, but it distracts him just enough.  Ojeda charges at Stone and drills him with a barricade through the barricade!

 

Terra Skye: What in the hell?!

 

Ray Payne: Dat wuz a bit repeatitives yo. Wuz it nots?

 

Johnny Vegas: This is where Stone is at the disadvantage.. As much as I hate admitting that.

 

Terra Skye: Things aren't looking good. When it seems that Stone is getting an edge on Ojeda, Ojeda just does what he does best.. he uses those weapons to his advantage and drops Stone back down to his level.

 

C-Dub! C-Dub! C-Dub! C-Dub!

 

Both competitors look to be out of it but Ojeda is the first to stir at what would have been a seven count.  He barely drapes an arm over Matt Stone’s chest!  Cover!

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!

 

 

Th-No!  Stone is able to kick out!

 

Johnny Vegas: God Damn I can't handle this shit anymore. I'm about to have a heart attack.

 

Wrath was expecting less out of Stone for sure.  He grabs Stone by the hair and drags him back over to the ring and his pile of weapons.  Just as they reach the ring, Stone stomps on Ojeda’s foot which is just enough to get enough separation that Stone can slide back into the ring.  Ojeda grabs a baseball bat and follows.  

 

Johnny Vegas: He's got a bat! Run!!!

 

Terra Skye: I think you know that even if Stone did run... Ojeda would just follow him.

 

Ray Payne: And uses dat Bat, yo.

 

Ojeda steps through the ropes, with the baseball bat in tow.  The moment Ojeda tries to get back to a full vertical base, Stone comes through with the codebreaker-NOO!  Wrath manages to shove Stone away.  Wrath cocks his baseball bat and takes a full swing at Stone, but the bloody UltraViolent Champion ducks the swing and grabs Ojeda up with the Danger Zone Katahajime!  Wrath looks to be in trouble as Stone’s got it fully locked in good in the center of the ring!  Ojeda begins to fade!

 

Johnny Vegas: You've got him! YOU'VE GOT HIM!!!

 

Terra Skye: He's fading!

 

Ray Payne: Hez tighenting dat hold, yo!

 

Ojeda readies up his swing and throws the bat backwards and over his head, in an attempt to crack Stone in the dome… but Stone wisely abandons the hold.  Coming up with nothing, Stone attempts to put the Katahajime back onto Wrath, but now Ojeda is privy to what Stone is doing back there, and avoids it.  Ojeda pulls the bat over his head, but Stone counters with a swift kick to the midsection.  Ojeda drops the bat, and Stone takes advantage of the split second to toss the baseball bat outside of the ring.  The split second proves to be fatal, though, as Stone turns right into the Stiffest Right Hand in the business!  He drops down like a light.  Ojeda falls down on top of him for the cover!

 

Johnny Vegas: No....

 

 

One!

 

Johnny Vegas: Oh God.. No....

 

Two!

 

 

Three!!

 

DING DING DING!!!

 

Johnny Vegas: WHY?!?! OH MY GOD!!!!

 

Terra Skye: That is Stone's first loss here in Carnage! At the hands of John Ojeda, nonetheless.

 

Matt Wylde: The winner of the match, John “Wrath” Ojeda!!!

 

After the match has concluded, Ojeda stands in the center of the ring, watching Matt Stone struggling to get back to his feet after that brutal 'Stiffest Right in the Biz'. Ojeda watches him patiently, as the crowd boos him relentlessly. Stone finally pulls himself up to his feet, and without warning, just as Stone turns around; Wrath kicks Stone in the groin and Stone topples over and drops to his knees. Wrath walks over and grabs one of the light tube bundles that was left over from the match and throws it right at Stone's head. Stone goes down in a heap and lays face first in the pile of broken glass.

 

Terra Skye: Are you fucking kidding me?!?

 

Ray Payne: Dis iz nots guud yo.  We spokeded too soonz yo.  

 

Johnny Vegas: MATT!! GET OUTTA THERE!!!

 

Wrath rolls out of the ring and grabs a couple of bags out from under the ring. Wrath slides back in, opens the first bag, and dumps a whole load of kenzans out of the mat. As Stone starts to stir and  get up, Wrath steps up behind him and hooks him in the electric chair position. Wrath walks over to the pile of kenzans and grabs Stone's head. Stone frantically tries to get out of the hold, but Wrath muscles him into position. Wrath gives a quick turn in three sixty and then drops out, hitting the Soul Eraser (Joker Driver) on the pile of kenzans.

 

Johnny Vegas: This is ridiculous!  He’s going to fucking injure him, if he’s not already seriously injured from being slammed into those pointy ass things!  What in the hell is wrong with Ojeda?!

 

As the fans continue to boo, Wrath gets up and walks over to the other bag.  The crowd is stunned silent as he pours a full bag of thumbtacks on top of Matt Stone!! Stone can barely move at this point, he’s in so much pain - but he has no idea what’s coming as Ojeda begins laying big boot after big boot into the best and abdomen of the UItraviolent Champion!!!

 

Stone cries out in agony as Ojeda drives the thumbtacks into Stone’s Body!  

 

Just when everyone thinks Ojeda is done, he grabs Stone by his head and brings him up to his feet, taunting the booing crowd the entire time.  He puts Stone’s head between his knees as it looks like he’s going to Pedigree Stone into the remaining thumbtacks and Kenzans!

 

Terra Skye: This is too much!  This is TOOO MUCH!  The fucking police need to be called at this point!  

 

Johnny Vegas: Oh my God.. I don’t think he’s going for a pedigree…

 

Terra Skye: OH MY GOD… NO!  He’s going for a double underhook piledriver!  One of THE most dangerous moves in wrestling!!  

 

Ojeda lifts Stone into the piledriver position, and before anyone can think anything, he drives Stone’s skull into the thumbtacks and kenzans!  Stone falls to the mat, and he’s out.  Blood is pouring from his face, and the security at ringside are desperately trying to get to him, to get him out of harms way!  But NO!  Ojeda grabs his head again… starting to pull him back up to his feet for ANOTHER double underhook piledriver!  

 

Ray Payne: YAH MADEZ YAH POINTZ YO!! STOPZ DIS MADNESSES YO!!!

 

Johnny Vegas: He’s going to kill him!  

 

Ojeda starts lifting Stone for another piledriver, but out of nowhere, the crowd starts to cheer as Sandtown Kid runs down the ramp with a barbed wire bat in his hands.

 

The Sandtown Kid

 

Terra Skye: Sandtown Kid!  

 

STK slides into the ring and Wrath lets go of Stone. Wrath turns just in time to catch the barbed wire bat in the gut. STK winds back and swings for the fences, sticking the barbed wire bat into Wrath's ribs from the side. Wrath stumbles through the ropes and rolls to the apron. Wrath stands back up and STK charges and hits him in the head with the barbed wire bat. Wrath flies backwards off the ropes and hits the concrete hard. As he does, STK grabs a microphone, while the security and medical staff tend to an unconscious Matt Stone.

 

Sandtown Kid: That's it! I've fucking had it with this shit! This is my city, these are my people, this is my home, and you're not going to fucking terrorize them anymore Wrath!

 

Ray Payne: Yo! You tells em Mistah Soundtown!!!!

 

The crowd starts to freak out and cheer for STK.

 

Johnny Vegas: I might…

 

Terra Skye: You might what?  Have to respect Silva now?!  You’re damn right you do.   He just saved your guy.  He just fucking saved Matt Stone from what might have been his death.

 

Sandtown Kid: If you want to hurt any more people here Wrath, you're going to have to go through me to do it!

 

Wrath gets up and stares angrily at STK. After a long tense moment of some inaudible mouthing off, Wrath turns and storms up the ramp towards the gorilla position.

 

Terra Skye: We’re going to… We’re going to go to a quick commercial break so that Matt Stone can be tended to.  We’ll be right back folks.

 

 

 

Backstage: Shit just got real
Johnny Vegas: That was just brutal.  I can’t get that out of my head.  It’s like every bad thing I could ever think of… just happened, right there.  

 

Ray Payne: Dey iz takin Mistah Stone to da hospitalz yo.  

 

Terra Skye: That they are, Ray.  Our thoughts are with Mister Stone, Hold on… There’s something going on backstage!  

 

The feed instantly switches backstage to Kyra Mohr’s office, where she’s sitting talking on her phone.

 

Kyra Mohr

 

Kyra Mohr: You let me know the instant he’s awake.  You hear me?!

 

With an explosive kick, Wrath blasts open the door of Kyra Mohr's office without even bothering to try the handle, standing large and looming in the empty doorframe while his shoulders heave up and down.  

 

John Ojeda

 

John Ojeda:  I want that fucking punk ass kid.

 

Kyra’s face is less than amused when she looks over the sweaty Ojeda, and her broken door.  She pulls her cellphone from her ear, and looks into his crazed eyes.

 

Kyra Mohr: You’re going to pay for that.

 

She puts the phone back up to her ear, still having someone on the line.  She begins speaking again, but Ojeda is across the room in two steps and slaps her phone out of her hand, sending it careening across the room and shattering against the unforgiving wall of her office.  This infuriates Kyra, who stands up from her desk and gets face to face with Ojeda.

 

Kyra Mohr: You’d better watch who the fuck you’re messing with, John.   

 

Ojeda presses his nose up against hers, the two staring each other down for a few moments before his voice comes out, hitting her in the face with its intensity.

 

John Ojeda:  You're not hearing me, lady.  I said I want that fucking punk ass kid.  He doesn't just get to stick his nose in my business.  So you can make it happen, or you can make me.. Unhappy.

 

Kyra backs away, the expression on her face one of disgust and malice.  

 

Kyra Mohr: Listen.  It’s about time someone got into your business.  It’s about time you got a taste of your own medicine, Mister Ojeda.  How does it feel?  Hmmmmm?  You run around here making demands and doing whatever in the hell you want.  I make the fucking rules here, and I’m God damned tired of you and your buddy--

 

Kyra’s voice is cut off as Wrath grabs her by the arm and pulls her towards him.  

 

John Ojeda:  What is it with this company?  Do none of the staff here speak English?  I said, I want that fucking punk ass kid.  I'm not asking for your permission.  You should know that by now; I take what I want.

 

Kyra Mohr: Get your fucking hands off of me.

 

Wrath leans forward, his hand still wrapped tightly around her upper arm.  Again the two touch noses, but this time Kyra spits in his face.  

 

John Ojeda:  Oh, you fucking bitch.

 

Wrath wipes the spit from the bridge of his nose, slowly and deliberately; before squeezing her arm tighter and drawing back, ready to blast her with the stiffest right in the biz.  But Wrath’s punch stops cold as someone grabs hold of his arm from behind.

 

The Sandtown Kid

 

Sandtown Kid:  Big man, huh.  Gonna punch a pregnant woman?

 

John Ojeda:  She's not pregnant in her face.

 

Sandtown Kid tugs at Wrath's arm, and Wrath let's Kyra go and turns around to face the brash young rookie.

 

John Ojeda:  You stupid, cock-guzzling piece of shit.  You just don't know when to mind your own business, do you?

 

Sandtown Kid:  You think you scare me?  All I've ever seen you do is beat up women-

 

Wrath snarls, shoving the Kid back against the wall, with a large mitt over his shoulder, face to face with the insolent youngster.

 

John Ojeda:  I hadn't noticed.  Probably because everyone in this damn place is a dickless chickenshit bitch, so it's hard to tell the women and men apart.

 

Sandtown Kid:  I know a real man when I see one.  And I ain't looking at one.

 

Kyra looks at the two, Wrath towering over the scrappy youngster, and shakes her head.

 

Kyra Mohr:  You motherf--

 

John Ojeda:  You stay out of this, bitch.

 

Sandtown Kid:  Hey boss-lady.  It's cool.  I got this.

 

Kyra Mohr: I’m not just going to sit here and--

 

John Ojeda:  Oh it's fucking happening, lady.

 

Wrath hoists the Sandtown Kid up, both hands wrapped in his jersey, and slam him down over the top of Kyra's desk, bouncing the back of his skull off the wood.  The Kid clamps down both his hands over Wrath's wrists, fighting against his iron grip while they are left nose to nose.

 

Kyra moves in and pushes Wrath off of Silva.  Wrath pulls himself to his feet, ready to make a go at Kyra once again, but Silva gets in between them and the two start trading blows.  By this point, Kyra is beyond done.

 

Kyra Mohr: STOP IT!  Both of you!

 

Neither man listens as they continue going at one another.

 

Kyra Mohr: You got your match!

 

It’s at this point that both men stop and look at the fuming woman.  

 

Kyra Mohr: You got your fucking match.  But if either of you lay a God damned hand on one another, or ANYONE ELSE before your match at Chaos 20… I’m calling it off, and I swear I will bury you two so far in the undercard that your next twenty matches will be in Boy’s fucking living room.

 

Sandtown Kid lets go of Ojeda’s wrists.  Wrath hesitates for a moment, then releases the Kid's jersey, taking a step back and throwing Kyra a boiling look of hatred.

 

John Ojeda:  Next show.  Me and the kid.  No stupid fucking disqualifications.

 

Wrath turns and storms out, kicking the partially unhinged door in the process.  The Sandtown Kid brushes off his jersey, looking utterly defiant in the process. He turns to say something to Kyra, but she points to the door instead.

 

Kyra Mohr: Just get the fuck out of my office.

 

 

 

Main Event: Gary Altus Vs. Melody Lennox

Ray Payne: How darez Mistah Ojeda puts his handz on Miss Kyra yo!  

 

Johnny Vegas: I’ll say this right now, JD Mohr is not going to be a happy man.  Especially with that little girl on the way.

 

Terra Skye: I heard that he’s been wanting her to stay home, and leave the company to Hickerson until she has the baby.

 

Ray Payne: Dats not a badz idea, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: It really isn’t. Better safe than sorry, I say.  

 

Terra Skye: It looks like we’ve got a new match for Chaos twenty.  John Ojeda vs. Lucas Silva. Ultraviolent rules.  

 

Johnny Vegas: I don’t know if Silva knows exactly what he’s getting himself into, going up against a pissed off John Ojeda.  I mean look at what he just did to Matt Stone.  What he was just about to do to the pregnant owner of this company.  The man is capable of anything, and that’s scary.  

 

Ray Payne: Mistah Silva iz still greeen behindz da earz yo.  I haz tah agreez wif yah Johnnie.  Mistah Soundtown may haz bited off moah den he can chewz.

 

Matt Wylde steps into the ring for the final time tonight, as the crowd is still buzzing about what just took place not too long ago.  

 

Matt Wylde: And finally, the time has come for the MAIN EVENT of the evening!  This match is scheduled for ONE FALL, and is also a part of the CHAMPIONSHIP ROULETTE!!!

 

Terra Skye: Well, since Ojeda won…his partner Altus needs to pull out the win here if they want to go for those singles titles in the future.

 

Johnny Vegas:  Or… better option… Not.

 

Ray Payne: I haz tah agreez, yo.  I does notz wunt dem tah be goin aftah dese guyz anymorez.  

 

The lights in the arena darken as the crowd comes to a tepid quiet while they build in anticipation of the upcoming match. The opening assault of Exodus' "Beyond the Pale" begins to build until Randy Blythe belts out a trademark cat-like scream as Anubis Starscream emerges from behind the curtains. His sole focus is the ring before him as he wastes no time to shake hands and slap flesh with the fans booing him relentlessly, especially after what his partner just did.

 

Terra Skye: I’m not looking forward to this match nearly as much as I was, considering what just happened to our other top champion.  

 

Johnny Vegas: I can’t believe I’m saying this, but if anyone can show these motherfuckers who’s boss.. It’s Melody Lennox.

 

Ray Payne: Yo, I cannotz believes dat you jus sayz dat eithah, yo.  Miss Mellie might seem tah be shies, and scurred, yo - but Miss Mellie will notz stand fur whut dese two is doesing.  Specially, not as da Carnage Champz, yo.

 

Matt Wylde: First to the ring, standing tall at six foot two inches and weighing two hundred and fifteen pounds, he is the other half of the Carnage Tag Team Champions… GARYYY ALTUSSSSSS!!!!!!

 

Gary Altus

 

Approaching the ring, Anubis reaches up to take hold of the bottom rope and hoists himself into the ring. Climbing through the ropes he passes by the referee and comes to lean against the opposite turnbuckle awaiting the arrival of his opponent.  The lights rise back to the normal levels as the crowd continues to boo Ojeda’s partner in crime.

 

Ray Payne: I cannots waitz fur Mighty Mellie!

 

A heavy guitar riff begins to play, hyping up the audience. A few spotlights, small flickers of red and pastel blue, begin to light up the audience as "This Will Be The Day" begins to play over the loudspeakers. Stepping out onto the stage is Melody Lennox - the petite pixie of CW, in a self-promotional shirt over her shorts. She’s holding the Carnage Championship on her shoulder as she shudders away a little at the spotlight, a more serious look on her face.  Her focus is on the ring, as she walks slowly down the ramp, letting her blonde hair sway from side to side as she collects high fives from fans.

 

Terra Skye: Melody Lennox looking a lot more serious than she did earlier tonight.

 

Johnny Vegas: I’m sure watching Matt Stone get absolutely pummeled after his match didn’t help any.  She’s got to be wondering if Ojeda is lurking in the shadows, waiting to take advantage of her too.

 

Matt Wylde: And his opponent, standing in at five foot and weighing one hundred pounds… she is the CARNAGE CHAMPION… MELODYYYYY LENNNOXXXXXXX!!!!!

 

Melody Lennox

 

She blushes slightly at the introduction, she gently pulled her hand back and folded both arms behind her back. Flushed face, she climbed up the stairs to enter the ring, undoing the furl in her arms and ascending the turnbuckles from the outside. Posing on the post, she then took hold of the top ropes and slowly descended down onto the canvas. Meekly backing into the corner, she gently fiddled with some of her hair and the title belt on her shoulder as her music faded, and she watched her opponent from across the ring.

 

Ray Payne: I does nots blame hah fur not takin doze eyez offah Mistah Altus, yo.  He iz jus as dangerious az Mistah Ojeda.

 

Johnny Vegas: Right you are, Ray.  I wouldn’t put anything past these two at this point.

 

Senior Referee White Rey steps into the center of the ring, and looks at the two competitors before moving towards Gary Altus, checking him for any illegial weapons.  The crowd is cheering for Melody as she lightly places the Carnage Championship in the corner of the ring as White Rey approaches her, and completes a check on her for any weapons.  Once he’s satisfied, he leans over the top rope and motions to Boy for the bell!

 

Boy: GARFFLEBURG.

 

Johnny Vegas: …..

 

Terra Skye: …….

 

Ray Payne: ………

 

DING DING!!!

 

It’s a quick start to the match as Altus lunges at the World Champion early, trying to catch her with his size and strength advantage by putting her on the defensive.  Melody is so quick, though, she pops off a one handed cartwheel counter just to start the match and to show her opponent what she’s bringing to the table as well.  The World Championship seems to have brought a bit of confidence into Lennox’s game as she meets Altus in the center of the ring with a fakeout collar and elbow tie up that turns into a rear waist lock in no time flat.  From there, she attempts to wrestle Sokaris to the ground, but that’s where the buck stops and Altus switches positions with her before executing a greco-roman takedown in the center of the ring.  Lennox knows what to do right away as she quickly sits out, breaking Altus’ grip, and she beats him back to his feet and hits him square in the chest with a dropkick.  The Carnage Legion cheers for their new champion as it causes Altus to backpedal all the way to the west side ropes.  But Altus bounces off of them and takes Melody out with a huge clothesline that drops her hard down to the mat.

 

Terra Skye: There’s definitely a confidence about Melody now that she’s the Carnage Champion.  It’s a quiet confidence, but it’s infectious, and the Legion love her for it.

 

Johnny Vegas: I have to agree, listen to the people cheering for her.  

 

Ray Payne: Mistah Alty iz gunna havetah use hiz size advantagez tah his… advantages, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Well no shit.  It looks like he’s already doing that.

 

Terra Skye: Yeah, but Melody has a distinct speed advantage, so if Altus wants to retain control, he’s going to have to keep the pace of this one nice and slow.

 

Senior Referee White Rey has to remind Altus not to pull the hair as he drags Melody back to her feet in the early going just to heave her into the southeastern corner of the ring.  He begins a flurry of punches and kicks that gets the Legion booing but more importantly than all that it starts the five count from the Senior Ref.  Altus stops his attacks a split second before getting disqualified and he turns around to warn Rey of the consequences of such an action.  Altus turns his attention back to the world champion and places his boot against her throat and chokes her for another standing five count.

 

Johnny Vegas: Already getting mouthy with White Rey, and we’re barely a few minutes into this one.

 

Ray Payne: Mistah White Ret doez not takez no shizzz from nobodies, yo.  Not evuhn Mistah Alty.

 

Terra Skye: But even White Rey knows how dangerous he and his partner are.  Come on, Ojeda stooped as low as nearly knocking out a pregnant lady.  How much more ridiculous does it get?

 

Altus pulls Lennox to her feet and drags her to the center of the ring where he quickly pulls her up into suplex positioning.  He pulls her body high into the air on his shoulder and holds her up for an extended period of time, letting all of the blood rush to her head.  After ten full seconds of holding the World Champion high in the air, he drills her to the canvas with a sickening brainbuster!  The impact drives the air out of the Carnage Legion as the big man takes full control.  Altus floats overtop of the World Champion for the cover!

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!

 

Melody Lennox with a decisive kickout at two!

 

Terra Skye: HAH! She’s not going down that quickly, Altus.  She’s the Carnage Champion for a reason, and it’s most certainly NOT because she goes down after a few minutes!  

 

Ray Payne: It iz cuz she beated Mistah Jackson, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Just, just stop talking.  You’re not only hurting yourself, but you’re hurting the rest of us now too.  Terra, Melody is the Carnage Champion right now, because Jackson gave her all he had, and she still kicked out.  There’s a lot of fight in that tiny little body.

 

Senior Referee uses help from the ropes to pull himself back to his feet as he watches Melody sit up in front of Altus.  Sokaris drops a double axe handle smash down over the shoulders of Lennox as she moves to get back to her feet on her own will.  A well placed stomp doubles her over the moment she gets herself upright.  Altus backs her into the ropes and grabs Lennox’s wrist to irish whip her to the far side of the ring.  The momentum carries Lennox against the ropes where she leaps and catches the middle rope with her feet, performing a springboard back elbow that catches Altus napping!  Altus staggers back to the ropes himself, nearly falling if it wasn’t for a strong grip on them.  The Legion cheers as Lennox charges Altus with an attempted clothesline over the top rope but Sokaris counters with a back body drop over the top rope! ..or so he thinks.  Lennox manages to swing herself back onto the ring apron.

 

Terra Skye: This is where her smaller stature is going to help her.  Altus thinks he got her down, when in fact, she is still right there in the thick of this!  She’s got a knack for catching her opponents off guard, and Altus here, is no different.

 

Johnny Vegas: But we’d be remiss if we didn’t point out that Altus is over double Melody’s weight, and over a foot taller than she is.  If he somehow regains full and dominant control in this match… well, we’ll be seeing Ojeda and Altus challenging for whatever singles title they want in the near future.

 

By the time Altus realizes that Lennox did not in fact hit the floor, he looks up to see Lennox standing on the top rope.  The petite world champion leaps off of the top rope and catches Altus with a headscissors takedown that throws him across the ring!  The Legion cheers in approval!

 

Ray Payne: Mightie Mellie iz ats it againz yo!!

 

Lennox is the first back to her feet, and she rushes over to Altus to try to stay on the offensive.  She slides down into a cover where White Rey is ready to count the pin!

 

 

One!

 

Altus powers out right after one!

 

Johnny Vegas: He’s just got the power to kickout almost instantly.

 

Terra Skye: Melody is going to have to do more than that if she wants to keep him down for the three count!

 

The legion stays behind the champion and wills her to keep the pace high even though she is suffering lingering effects from strong attacks earlier.  She pounds Altus with forearm smashes as he works his way back to his feet, and shoves her away for distance when he reaches a vertical base.  Altus throws up a big boot which causes Lennox to duck, but Sokaris was counting on it as he lunges backward with a hard elbow strike that damn near takes Melody’s head off. With absolutely no time wasted at all, he’s pulling the champion back up to her feet. Sokaris places her in a standing headscissor before grabbing Lennox into a waist lock to hoist her high up onto his right shoulder.  Altus tries to deliver the Funeral Hymn (Dominator), but Melody slides off at the last possible moment and lands on her feet behind Altus.  Altus simply reaches back, and drills the champion with a vicious neckbreaker instead!

 

Terra Skye: Damn!  Instead of one vicious move, he just hit her with another instead!  

 

Ray Payne: Diz iz startin tah looks a lil liek da match dat she hadz wif Mistah Jackson yo… and we knows how dat one panned outz.

 

Johnny Vegas: She seems to be at her best when she’s down and out like this.  And Altus seems to be at his best, when he’s dominating.  Which one is going to win out though… that’s the real question.

 

Sokaris is quick to cover Melody, knowing exactly what the win will mean for his team!  Senior Referee White Rey slides down into perfect positioning:

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!

 

 

Thr-Melody gets her shoulder up!  So close!

 

Terra Skye: Altus has proven himself to be a very determined and vicious competitor here tonight, as with every other time we’ve seen him out here in this ring.

 

Johnny Vegas: He’s also just as big of an asshole as his partner.  I’m honestly surprised that he didn’t come out and join in when they were dismantling Matt Stone earlier.

 

Ray Payne: Dat iz still a painfulz memorie… is its not, Johnnie?

 

Johnny Vegas: Very.

 

Altus gets back to his feet and leaves Melody Lennox laying on the mat to clutch her head and neck in pain.  He ascends a nearby turnbuckle, turning to face Lennox.  With a loud yell he leaps off of the top rope and attempts a double foot stomp down onto the champions chest, a move that he calls Beyond the Pale - but Melody Lennox somehow rolls out of the way at the last moment!  Sokaris’ knee buckles at the point of impact with the mat and he immediately drops down to one knee.  This allows Melody Lennox to come in and hit Altus with a shining wizard kick!

 

Terra Skye: Go MELLIE!

 

Altus slumps over to the mat below.  Lennox pushes Sokaris over onto his back, and goes for the cover!

 

Johnny Vegas: Cover by Lennox!

 

Ray Payne: GET DA BIG MAN OUTY YO!

 

Senior Referee White Rey counts the pin!

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!!

 

 

Thr-Altus kicks out!

 

Terra Skye: So close!  She nearly had him with that shining wizard!!!  Gotta stay on him!

 

For a moment, it appeared as if Altus was out of it, or at the very least concussed, but somehow the man managed to get himself out of the pinfall.  Lennox is back up to her feet with that fire in her eyes.  She stalks Altus as Altus works to get his way back to his feet.  Altus turns around at the perfect moment to set the Carnage Champion up!  She kicks him in the gut and leaps onto his back for the Off Key Symphony, a yoshi tonic maneuver.  She hits it!  Senior Referee White Rey dives down as Melody lands with her legs over her opponents arms for the cover!

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!!

 

 

Three!!!

 

DING DING DING!!!

 

Sokaris kicks out a split second too late!

 

Johnny Vegas: She did it!!

 

Terra Skye: HOLY FUCK!!!

 

Matt Wylde: Here is your winner, the Carnage Wrestling Champion: Melody Lennox!!!

 

The Carnage Legion roars to life as Melody is declared the winner.  She stands up and is pleased by the insane reaction from the fans here inside the carnage arena.  She holds the back of her head with her right hand as Senior Referee White Rey holds her left hand high in victory!  Just as Melody Lennox’s music would play, the celebration is cut off when John “Wrath” Ojeda appears on the stage!

 

Johnny Vegas: Oh dear God.. What now?

 

Terra Skye: Remember what Kyra said earlier.. He can’t so much as touch anyone else, or she’ll cancel his match with Sandtown Kid.

 

Ray Payne: Does yah dinks dat he carez about dat?  

 

Johnny Vegas: Sure he does.. He wants to beat the piss out of Poundtown kid, or whatever his name is.  

 

Terra Skye: Earlier you were a fan.  Now you hate him again… Make up your damn mind.

 

Lennox looks up at him from over the ropes and she isn’t backing down from the fight.  Unfortunately for her, it’s just enough of a distraction to get Altus in position.  Melody turns and she gets drilled in the face with the Carnage Championship belt by Sokaris!  Melody drops down to the mat in a heap and Altus is left standing with the biggest prize in CW held in his hands.

 

Terra Skye: GOD DAMNIT!!! FUCK THESE TWO ASSHOLES!!!

 

Johnny Vegas: Should’ve known that this was going to happen.   Ojeda doesn’t need to put his hands on anyone when he’s got his partner to do the dirty work for him.

 

Altus raises the championship up to the sky while screaming the phrase “Kneel and Die!” to everyone and anyone that can hear him.  Ojeda claps his hands from the stage as the show fades out on Gary Altus standing over the downed Melody Lennox with her championship belt in his hands..

 

Ray Payne: I haz da disgusties.

 

Terra Skye: You and me both, Ray.

 

Johnny Vegas: Kneel and Die.. what in the fuck is that shit anyway?  Why in the hell would you kneel…. And then die?  

 

Ray Payne: Dat does seemz like ah inconvienients way tah diez, yo.

 

Terra shakes her head as Altus drops the Carnage Championship beside a downed Melody Lennox, before hopping out of the ring, and leaving with his tag team partner.  Lennox is already starting to stir, much to the relief of the Legion here tonight!  Medical staff comes out to assist her to the back, as the camera zooms in on the announce team once again.

 

Terra Skye: Before we sign off tonight, I’d like to wish Zane Levins and Ana the best of luck on June 10th at OWF Friday Night Addiction in JAPAN!  They’re taking on The Glitterati for the OWF World Tag Team Championships!

 

Johnny Vegas: Yeah, because they couldn’t capture the Carnage Tag Team belts… so they’re going for the OWF belts?

 

Ray Payne: Dey can does anythingz dey sets dere minds too, yo.  

 

Johnny Vegas: Sure they can Ray… Sure they can. I--

 

Terra Skye: Shut up Johnny. Anyway, It looks like we’re out of time here tonight, for Ray Payne and Johnny Vegas… I’m Terra Skye… Goodnight!

 

 

 

OWF Friday Night Addiction June 10th 2016
OWF Friday Addiction!

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Friday June 10th, 2016
Saitama Super Arena
Saitama, Saitama, Japan

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* MAIN EVENT *

-

OWF WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
NORMAL TAG MATCH

VS

GLITTERATI
GREG JACKSON
&
MOXIE ROXIE
(CHAMPIONS)

ANA
&
ZANE
(CHALLENGERS)

* FEATURE MATCHES *

-
NORMAL MATCH

VS

TRENT STEEL
JESSE JAMESTER
 

-
NORMAL MATCH

VS

T-MONEY
THE SHADOW DANCER
 

 

 

 

 

CHAOS LIVE! (20) From the Carnage Arena in Baltimore Maryland!

 

 


June 13th, 2016
LIVE on the OWF NETWORK from the *Newly Renovated* CARNAGE ARENA in Beautiful Baltimore Maryland!!!


 

* MAIN EVENT *

 

ULTRAVIOLENT MATCH

 

        

 



John Ojeda

 

vs.

 

The Sandtown Kid

 


 

 

STANDARD MATCH

 

        

 



Sabiru

 

vs.

 

Robbie Future

 


 

 

ULTRAVIOLENT MATCH

 

        

 



Gary Altus

 

vs.

 

Nathan Cristion

 


 

 

DEBUT MATCH

 

        

 



Cynder "Kattunge" Hendricks

 

vs.

 

Charity Jones

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAOS 18 CREDITS:

 

General Posting/Editing- Kyra Johnson & CW Admin

Opening - Kyra Johnson

Backstage - Unfinished Business - Caleb & Jackson

Match 1: Marisol Hawkes Vs. Lucas Silva - Anubis, CW Admin & Kyra Johnson

Backstage - Swinging for the Fences - Gary Altus

Match 2: Kaitlyn Bligh Vs. Cecily Bell - Anubis, CW Admin & Kyra Johnson

Ringside - The Stone Cold Truth - Matt Stone & Kyra Johnson

Match 3: Dazi Miyashita Vs. Nick Perry - Anubis, Caleb, CW Admin & Kyra Johnson

Intermission - Kyra Johnson & CW Admin

Backstage - Something isn't right - Kyra Johnson

Match 4: SHKM Vs. Zane & Ana - Kyra Johnson & CW Admin

Ringside - Post 'Match' Segment - Wrath & CW Admin

Main Event: SynnStarr Saint Vs. Melody Lennox - Wrath, CW Admin & Kyra Johnson

 

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